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Erica, Ashlyn, Voula, Chris, and Anna... Oh, and the plot. That's it
though. I'm not forgetting anything, right Drakie? ::Sits on Draco's lap::
Draco: Nope, nothing that I can think of. Just tell them the story already.
Esgal: I suppose you're right... On with the show!!
"__" Speech '__' Thoughts ~__~ Song
Chapter 12
Erica realized that she had been standing with her mouth agape for some time after Anna and Draco had left. She shook her head, clearing it of thoughts about their conversation a few minutes ago. She would tell Harry about most of it, later, of course. "It would be plain crazy of me to do that but..."
"To do what?"
Erica spun to see Voula and Chris holding hands, "Good gods! You scared the whit out of me Voula! Don't you know by now, not to sneak up on a wizard?"
"You're a witch, and we didn't sneak up on you."
"That is a general term. Anyways, I was looking for you two. We need to talk with the group; Harry is looking for Hermione and Ron. They will meet us in the D.A. room."
"Alright."
*$*$*$*$*$*
During the meeting between the six of them they had managed to straighten and organize the facts they had already about the war and other things about Voldemort. Surprisingly, Erica knew a lot more than she thought she had. Things had just popped into her mind like old memories, long forgotten. No one thought it odd, they all knew she was an empath, even Chris, and respected that fact as if it was normal behavior for everyone. Chris had been especially helpful, suggesting left and right, all of it making complete sense. About three hours later they had sorted through the information and come up with a few defensive tactics. They would show them to Dumbledore, only when they felt they had to. The small group then called the rest of the D. A. and briefed them on the details before continuing their lessons.
Back in the common room a few hours later, Erica was sitting on Harry's lap with her head resting on his shoulder and her legs draped over the arm of the chair they were in. they were silently enjoying each other's company, eyes closed, listening to the other's breathing. Erica knew she had to tell Harry about the encounter with Draco, at least most of it.
"Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"We need to talk."
"What about?"
"The conversation I had with Draco and his girlfriend in the corridors when looking for Voula and Chris."
"The what?!"
"The-."
"I heard what you said. You had a conversation with Malfoy? What did he do?"
"He didn't threaten me or anything, he was surprisingly civilized. Anna, his girlfriend, called me a mudblood."
"What does that have to do with Malfoy? Slytherins always call muggle born that foul name. Especially Malfoy, just ask Hermione. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm okay. As for how it had to do with Malfoy... well, when Anna said it, he said I was a pureblood."
Harry's mouth was wide, "He what? No, don't answer that, I heard you. Why would he have said that?"
"I was able to tell he truly believed it. He said that Malfoy's had a... sort of a sixth sense with blood. They could tell what type of blood someone had."
"Are you going to believe him?!"
"I... I don't... Yes," she knew she truly did believe it now; she had been struggling not to since their 'talk'. It was that or she was just desperate enough to believe. "It all makes sense, though. I was adopted, I knew, somehow when I was little, that the details about my parents deaths on my adoption records could not be right. I don't know if my true parents are alive... all I know is that they were purebloods and there aren't many pureblood families left. For all I know, I could be related to Draco," she mused.
Harry wasn't laughing, "That's not funny, Erica. He's my worst enemy!"
This just fueled Erica's choice not to tell him the rest. He would be superbly pissed at her for a while but she had to know more, even if she felt guilty for going behind Harry's back. She had to trust Draco, for the moment. Trust Draco? How strange that sounded. It was probably not something ever said before.
"It wasn't meant to be funny, Harry, I know he's your enemy, but... we have to face the fact that he might just be my family. It's not like I like the idea."
"I know, I'm sorry. I just don't like the idea of Malfoy being anywhere around you without me there. I don't trust him as far as I can throw him. Actually, I just don't trust him."
Erica smiled and brushed his lips with hers, already feeling guilty. She was going to be so dead when he found out that she had met Draco. Erica looked at the clock. It was time for dinner.
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Erica was sitting at the Gryffindor table between Harry and Voula. They were all deep in conversation about the upcoming quidditch games, convinced they would win. Erica felt something furry rub along her ankle and looked down. "Oh, hello, Ashlyn. How are you, sweet?" Ashlyn gave a small mew and jumped onto Erica's lap. Hearing a small crinkle of paper come from her lap, Erica realized the cat was carrying a note. Who could it be from?
Reaching out, she unfolded the note.
Erica,
You know when, you know where. I have a way to help find what you seek. You must have faith. At least show up, I cannot hurt you on school grounds, if that is what you fear. I can do nothing to gain your trust. All I can say is that you are an empath, Erica. I trust you can read my thoughts.
D.
There was that strange word again. Trust. What a strange phrase when being applied to Draco. She didn't truly have any choice in it, she had to know, and she would meet him as he asked.
"Erica? Hello. Earth to Erica!"
Erica's head snapped up as she refolded the note and placed it in the pocket of her robes. "Sorry, Voula. Just thinking."
"Are you okay, Erica? You have been this way since me and Chris caught you in the halls."
"I'll be fine." She couldn't help but see Harry looking at her with a worried look in his eyes. "Really, Harry, I will be fine. I'll see you guys later." She stood up and Harry began to come with her, "I'll see you later too, Harry." She gave him a brief kiss on his mouth and ran out of the Hall, she had to see Draco alone.
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Erica was standing in the middle of the quidditch field. Where was that damn Slytherin? Dinner had ended near a half hour ago. The field was in complete dark. "Lumos," a little light appeared at the end of Erica's wand radiating out into the darkness, eating away at the shadows. Erica gasped when she saw a tall hooded figure in front of her. The figure pulled back on its hood and Erica visibly relaxed, "Malfoy, how long have you been there?"
"I was just walking to you, Erica, nice to see you too."
"Can we skip the greetings and just get to finding who I'm related to? Where's Anna? Your girlfriend isn't coming?"
"This is too personal. I will be the only one seeing your relations."
"That's still not much of a comfort."
"You don't like her anyways."
"She doesn't like me, and it's not even my fault. I don't know her."
"True. Shall we get to work?"
"Yes, lets go. What are you going to do?"
"I'll explain down by the lake. Come on," he led her down to the lake pulling a golden chalice with white stones embedded on the rim. When they reached the water he filled the chalice with it.
"What's that for?"
"You'll see. Before we continue though... I need to know that you trust me," Erica was silent, not offering an answer. "That's what I thought. You need to trust me for the next step, Erica. It's of vital importance. It's the only way to find your family. I was in the library researching earlier to find other ways. I found nothing. You must know I do not wish to do anything to hurt you. You can feel it, I know you can."
"I'm going to trust you on this one thing, Draco. I cannot promise to trust you later on. I have to trust you now. Can we go on?"
"If you wish. Hold out your wrist, please," Draco pulled out a sharp knife.
"What's that for?"
"I need your blood. Your heritage is in your blood. I need to view your heritage."
"How exactly is this going to work?"
"I can not explain. All I need is a few drops, at least three. I give you my word, as a Malfoy, I will not hurt you."
He wasn't lying. He was feeling a bit vulnerable without his biting side; he just didn't want to use it with Erica. Whatever his feelings, she could tell he meant her no harm and really only wanted the three drops.
"I could prick a finger. I don't want to hurt you. Whatever you want, Erica."
She slowly raised her hand to him, "Go on. I just want to know who my parents are and everyone else who might be alive."
Draco nodded taking her soft offered hand into his calloused one. Looking into her eyes he questioned, "Are you sure? You will trust me?"
"Yes. It will only be a small cut."
He nodded and took each the knife and chalice into his two hands. Draco pricked her pointer finger with the knife, holding the chalice under it. One... two... three... he swirled the blood into the water. The water seemed to emit a soft screeching noise. Expecting that he started saying a spell:
"Familia avius
Arbitratus autem expiscor
Abutor hic sanguis
Capto is ea id
Cognatus
Posse contueor!"
It had been Latin, Erica observed. He had said it too quick though to tell what it meant, though. Oh well, it wasn't important. He was looking into the surface of the still, bloody, water in the chalice. She looked into it too. The water started to writhe. What was going on? Her eyes were stuck, she couldn't move. She started to panic a bit before three short jets of water seemed to stand on the surface. They jets grew. They weren't just jets of water, she noticed as the faces and small bodies grew in detail. They were miniature copies of people!
There was a tall dangerous looking woman, a slightly dull looking man, and... a teenage girl? Her eyes grew in proportion as noticed the girl. It couldn't be. Finally able to look up she looked Draco in the eyes, "Is that who I think it is?"
"Yes."
"Do you know who they are?"
"Yes, unfortunately I know them both, and I never wanted to know either."
"Who are they, Draco? Are those my parents?"
"Yes, unfortunately for you."
"Who are they and how is she related to me then?"
"Well, they are."
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Sorry about that, I couldn't let it be in this chap. I'm just too evil. I actually hadn't thought of leaving it as a cliffhanger till this morning. My friend accidentally gave me the idea and is now cursing herself to hell for doing it. Sorry Dopey! : p It's all your fault that you mentioned it without thinking of the outcome! Luvs!
Okay, that Latin spell was VERY badly translated, and I know it. I was using a website and I had to do it quickly, my dad had to get on the computer so I had to get off. The translation was really rough. I don't know Latin grammer rules so I just slapped it together. Anyways, I got my point across. Roughly translated, the spell said:
Familia avius (Family lost)
Arbitratus autem expiscor (Will now find)
Capto ea (seek those)
Cognatus (related)
Posse contueor (may we see)
I had to change it a bit though, to fix my needs. If anyone can do a better job and would send me a review with the translated version of the following spell in Latin, I would much appreciate it:
Family lost
Will now be found
Seek those
In relation
With this blood
May we see
That's what I wanted the spell to say, it turned out the other way though. The other way was horrible but I didn't want to use the English. It was more interesting in Latin. :) Thank you all!
I already know who her "family" is. I got the idea yesterday when reading a fanfic, they didn't use it how I will, and I just remembered the character and decided to use it. It will cause a lot more problems :D Gee, I'm wicked, lol. Anyways, sorry about the cliffy. I will not thank anyone for reviews, because I haven't gotten any, but I will thank my friends who have been faithfully reading the story. Thank you guys!
For all those who have at least read my story, thank you! Remember read and review. I can't fix things without feedback and it really helps the author to get writing when she gets reviews ;) I would appreciate any thing you can throw out! Thank you!
Ok, Poll time! Who do you think the mother, father, and teenage girl are? What is the teenage girl in relation to Erica? Send me a review stating your opinions! Who do you think they should be? I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. Thank you all!
~Esgalhothwen~
Draco: Nope, nothing that I can think of. Just tell them the story already.
Esgal: I suppose you're right... On with the show!!
"__" Speech '__' Thoughts ~__~ Song
Chapter 12
Erica realized that she had been standing with her mouth agape for some time after Anna and Draco had left. She shook her head, clearing it of thoughts about their conversation a few minutes ago. She would tell Harry about most of it, later, of course. "It would be plain crazy of me to do that but..."
"To do what?"
Erica spun to see Voula and Chris holding hands, "Good gods! You scared the whit out of me Voula! Don't you know by now, not to sneak up on a wizard?"
"You're a witch, and we didn't sneak up on you."
"That is a general term. Anyways, I was looking for you two. We need to talk with the group; Harry is looking for Hermione and Ron. They will meet us in the D.A. room."
"Alright."
*$*$*$*$*$*
During the meeting between the six of them they had managed to straighten and organize the facts they had already about the war and other things about Voldemort. Surprisingly, Erica knew a lot more than she thought she had. Things had just popped into her mind like old memories, long forgotten. No one thought it odd, they all knew she was an empath, even Chris, and respected that fact as if it was normal behavior for everyone. Chris had been especially helpful, suggesting left and right, all of it making complete sense. About three hours later they had sorted through the information and come up with a few defensive tactics. They would show them to Dumbledore, only when they felt they had to. The small group then called the rest of the D. A. and briefed them on the details before continuing their lessons.
Back in the common room a few hours later, Erica was sitting on Harry's lap with her head resting on his shoulder and her legs draped over the arm of the chair they were in. they were silently enjoying each other's company, eyes closed, listening to the other's breathing. Erica knew she had to tell Harry about the encounter with Draco, at least most of it.
"Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"We need to talk."
"What about?"
"The conversation I had with Draco and his girlfriend in the corridors when looking for Voula and Chris."
"The what?!"
"The-."
"I heard what you said. You had a conversation with Malfoy? What did he do?"
"He didn't threaten me or anything, he was surprisingly civilized. Anna, his girlfriend, called me a mudblood."
"What does that have to do with Malfoy? Slytherins always call muggle born that foul name. Especially Malfoy, just ask Hermione. Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm okay. As for how it had to do with Malfoy... well, when Anna said it, he said I was a pureblood."
Harry's mouth was wide, "He what? No, don't answer that, I heard you. Why would he have said that?"
"I was able to tell he truly believed it. He said that Malfoy's had a... sort of a sixth sense with blood. They could tell what type of blood someone had."
"Are you going to believe him?!"
"I... I don't... Yes," she knew she truly did believe it now; she had been struggling not to since their 'talk'. It was that or she was just desperate enough to believe. "It all makes sense, though. I was adopted, I knew, somehow when I was little, that the details about my parents deaths on my adoption records could not be right. I don't know if my true parents are alive... all I know is that they were purebloods and there aren't many pureblood families left. For all I know, I could be related to Draco," she mused.
Harry wasn't laughing, "That's not funny, Erica. He's my worst enemy!"
This just fueled Erica's choice not to tell him the rest. He would be superbly pissed at her for a while but she had to know more, even if she felt guilty for going behind Harry's back. She had to trust Draco, for the moment. Trust Draco? How strange that sounded. It was probably not something ever said before.
"It wasn't meant to be funny, Harry, I know he's your enemy, but... we have to face the fact that he might just be my family. It's not like I like the idea."
"I know, I'm sorry. I just don't like the idea of Malfoy being anywhere around you without me there. I don't trust him as far as I can throw him. Actually, I just don't trust him."
Erica smiled and brushed his lips with hers, already feeling guilty. She was going to be so dead when he found out that she had met Draco. Erica looked at the clock. It was time for dinner.
=^..^= =^..^= =^..^=
Erica was sitting at the Gryffindor table between Harry and Voula. They were all deep in conversation about the upcoming quidditch games, convinced they would win. Erica felt something furry rub along her ankle and looked down. "Oh, hello, Ashlyn. How are you, sweet?" Ashlyn gave a small mew and jumped onto Erica's lap. Hearing a small crinkle of paper come from her lap, Erica realized the cat was carrying a note. Who could it be from?
Reaching out, she unfolded the note.
Erica,
You know when, you know where. I have a way to help find what you seek. You must have faith. At least show up, I cannot hurt you on school grounds, if that is what you fear. I can do nothing to gain your trust. All I can say is that you are an empath, Erica. I trust you can read my thoughts.
D.
There was that strange word again. Trust. What a strange phrase when being applied to Draco. She didn't truly have any choice in it, she had to know, and she would meet him as he asked.
"Erica? Hello. Earth to Erica!"
Erica's head snapped up as she refolded the note and placed it in the pocket of her robes. "Sorry, Voula. Just thinking."
"Are you okay, Erica? You have been this way since me and Chris caught you in the halls."
"I'll be fine." She couldn't help but see Harry looking at her with a worried look in his eyes. "Really, Harry, I will be fine. I'll see you guys later." She stood up and Harry began to come with her, "I'll see you later too, Harry." She gave him a brief kiss on his mouth and ran out of the Hall, she had to see Draco alone.
=^..^= =^..^= =^..^=
Erica was standing in the middle of the quidditch field. Where was that damn Slytherin? Dinner had ended near a half hour ago. The field was in complete dark. "Lumos," a little light appeared at the end of Erica's wand radiating out into the darkness, eating away at the shadows. Erica gasped when she saw a tall hooded figure in front of her. The figure pulled back on its hood and Erica visibly relaxed, "Malfoy, how long have you been there?"
"I was just walking to you, Erica, nice to see you too."
"Can we skip the greetings and just get to finding who I'm related to? Where's Anna? Your girlfriend isn't coming?"
"This is too personal. I will be the only one seeing your relations."
"That's still not much of a comfort."
"You don't like her anyways."
"She doesn't like me, and it's not even my fault. I don't know her."
"True. Shall we get to work?"
"Yes, lets go. What are you going to do?"
"I'll explain down by the lake. Come on," he led her down to the lake pulling a golden chalice with white stones embedded on the rim. When they reached the water he filled the chalice with it.
"What's that for?"
"You'll see. Before we continue though... I need to know that you trust me," Erica was silent, not offering an answer. "That's what I thought. You need to trust me for the next step, Erica. It's of vital importance. It's the only way to find your family. I was in the library researching earlier to find other ways. I found nothing. You must know I do not wish to do anything to hurt you. You can feel it, I know you can."
"I'm going to trust you on this one thing, Draco. I cannot promise to trust you later on. I have to trust you now. Can we go on?"
"If you wish. Hold out your wrist, please," Draco pulled out a sharp knife.
"What's that for?"
"I need your blood. Your heritage is in your blood. I need to view your heritage."
"How exactly is this going to work?"
"I can not explain. All I need is a few drops, at least three. I give you my word, as a Malfoy, I will not hurt you."
He wasn't lying. He was feeling a bit vulnerable without his biting side; he just didn't want to use it with Erica. Whatever his feelings, she could tell he meant her no harm and really only wanted the three drops.
"I could prick a finger. I don't want to hurt you. Whatever you want, Erica."
She slowly raised her hand to him, "Go on. I just want to know who my parents are and everyone else who might be alive."
Draco nodded taking her soft offered hand into his calloused one. Looking into her eyes he questioned, "Are you sure? You will trust me?"
"Yes. It will only be a small cut."
He nodded and took each the knife and chalice into his two hands. Draco pricked her pointer finger with the knife, holding the chalice under it. One... two... three... he swirled the blood into the water. The water seemed to emit a soft screeching noise. Expecting that he started saying a spell:
"Familia avius
Arbitratus autem expiscor
Abutor hic sanguis
Capto is ea id
Cognatus
Posse contueor!"
It had been Latin, Erica observed. He had said it too quick though to tell what it meant, though. Oh well, it wasn't important. He was looking into the surface of the still, bloody, water in the chalice. She looked into it too. The water started to writhe. What was going on? Her eyes were stuck, she couldn't move. She started to panic a bit before three short jets of water seemed to stand on the surface. They jets grew. They weren't just jets of water, she noticed as the faces and small bodies grew in detail. They were miniature copies of people!
There was a tall dangerous looking woman, a slightly dull looking man, and... a teenage girl? Her eyes grew in proportion as noticed the girl. It couldn't be. Finally able to look up she looked Draco in the eyes, "Is that who I think it is?"
"Yes."
"Do you know who they are?"
"Yes, unfortunately I know them both, and I never wanted to know either."
"Who are they, Draco? Are those my parents?"
"Yes, unfortunately for you."
"Who are they and how is she related to me then?"
"Well, they are."
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Sorry about that, I couldn't let it be in this chap. I'm just too evil. I actually hadn't thought of leaving it as a cliffhanger till this morning. My friend accidentally gave me the idea and is now cursing herself to hell for doing it. Sorry Dopey! : p It's all your fault that you mentioned it without thinking of the outcome! Luvs!
Okay, that Latin spell was VERY badly translated, and I know it. I was using a website and I had to do it quickly, my dad had to get on the computer so I had to get off. The translation was really rough. I don't know Latin grammer rules so I just slapped it together. Anyways, I got my point across. Roughly translated, the spell said:
Familia avius (Family lost)
Arbitratus autem expiscor (Will now find)
Capto ea (seek those)
Cognatus (related)
Posse contueor (may we see)
I had to change it a bit though, to fix my needs. If anyone can do a better job and would send me a review with the translated version of the following spell in Latin, I would much appreciate it:
Family lost
Will now be found
Seek those
In relation
With this blood
May we see
That's what I wanted the spell to say, it turned out the other way though. The other way was horrible but I didn't want to use the English. It was more interesting in Latin. :) Thank you all!
I already know who her "family" is. I got the idea yesterday when reading a fanfic, they didn't use it how I will, and I just remembered the character and decided to use it. It will cause a lot more problems :D Gee, I'm wicked, lol. Anyways, sorry about the cliffy. I will not thank anyone for reviews, because I haven't gotten any, but I will thank my friends who have been faithfully reading the story. Thank you guys!
For all those who have at least read my story, thank you! Remember read and review. I can't fix things without feedback and it really helps the author to get writing when she gets reviews ;) I would appreciate any thing you can throw out! Thank you!
Ok, Poll time! Who do you think the mother, father, and teenage girl are? What is the teenage girl in relation to Erica? Send me a review stating your opinions! Who do you think they should be? I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. Thank you all!
~Esgalhothwen~