Magical Magick

--Dancing With Lightning

A/N: Okay, this is a MUST-READ A/N, or you will have absolutely no idea what's going on. This is from absolutely no one's POV, mainly because it's just explaining what happened. So, if you have no idea what's going on, then you'll read the A/N after the chapter that I'm putting in for people who don't read the first ones, and understand what's going on. Okay, I'll let you get on with this chapter. Enjoy! And if you have any questions, e-mail me at

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Straightening Things Out

It was five o'clock in the evening. Hunter was sitting in his office, marking a few pre-exam papers. There was a quiet knock on his door, and he looked up.

"Come in," he called.

The door opened, and Professor Dumbledore stepped into the room, closing the door quietly behind him. He sat down on the chair opposite Hunter. "Good evening, Hunter," he said pleasantly.

Hunter smiled. "Evening," he greeted, putting his quill down. "What brings you here, Professor?"

Dumbledore frowned. "Have you seen Morgan around?"

"No," Hunter shook his head. "I've been here since the end of dinner."

"Half an hour?"

"I'm marking pre-exam papers," he said, smiling. "You'll be pretty impressed. But, what did you want with Morgan?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "Morgan needs to know first. Then, I am sure she will come and tell you straight away afterwards. I'll see you tomorrow, then."

Hunter nodded, and smiled at the Headmaster as he left the room. With a sigh, she looked back at his papers, trying to mark Neville Longbottom's.

His door opened. He looked up and saw no one was standing in front of him. He carefully got up and walked over to the door, resting a hand on the frame. No one was there. He heard someone come up behind him, and tried to turn around. He cried out.

A sudden spread of pain along his head, then his vision went dark.

Parvarti grabbed the now unconscious Hunter and dragged him into a cupboard, closing and locking the doors. Then she went outside and led her 'Hunter' in. It was a copy of the real Hunter: he could walk, talk, smile and think. He was exactly like Hunter. The only problem was, after three hours of being Hunter, the creation disintegrated. Parvarti pulled her 'Hunter' out of the cloth bag and threw it in a corner as she heard footsteps fast approaching. She clicked her fingers in front of the sleeping form.

'Hunter' opened his eyes, and smiled at his mistress, standing up. "Evening," he said, smiling.

Parvarti shivered at his smile, and shook her head. This wasn't going to work if she wasn't quick. She whispered a few words to her creation, and he nodded, taking her in his arms and kissing her softly.

The door creaked open, but Parvarti kept kissing him. Then she heard a strangled cry:

"How could you?!?!" Morgan yelled at them. 'Hunter' and Parvarti pulled away from each other, still keeping their arms wrapped tightly around one another. Parvarti rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes happily. Her plan was working.

"How could I what?" she heard her creation ask slyly. She smiled. "Oh, what? This?" he added innocently. "Well, it's quite easy, love..."

Parvarti heard footsteps and a door slamming before she pulled away. She pulled out her wand and waved it at 'Hunter', causing him to disappear. She then opened the cupboard where the real Hunter lay, and dragged him over to his desk, sitting him in his chair, slumping him over his desk, a quill in his hand. She was going to make him think she'd just fallen asleep.

He wouldn't even know what had really happened... and he'd think Morgan had gotten angry for nothing. Then Parvarti would go and comfort him... yes. That's what would happen.

Everything was going to plan.

A/N: Cringes don't hit me for having such a short chapter!!! It worked better this way!! I'm happy with it, and if you have no idea what's going on because you don't read Author's Notes, go to the top and read that one. Because it explains what is happening.

I'll see you all in chapter 12!!