sorry for the delay of update, i had writers block.
disclaimer:the characters/settings created by Rowling are not mine
Chapter 10 – Journey Into The Past
I fell into my chair, and saw Oliver walk slowly to the back of the room.
" What do you mean he's not my father? He's the only parent I've ever had. As for my mother, she walked out on before I was even one," I said with disgust.
"Emily was a wonderful young woman! She was an excellent student as well as friend. She didn't want to leave you. She was heart broken at the thought!" Professor Mcgonagall exclaimed.
" How do you know my mother?"
" She was a student of mine a long time ago, an excellent pupil. We became friends during her private lessons. After only a few, she became a very gifted Animagus.
" Your father on the other hand, he was one of the worst sort of troublemakers… he would have been expelled many times if he hadn't at covering his tracks. But he was smart, that's why Emily liked him. Once they graduated they bought a house together, and became pregnant with you. Your real fathers name is Vincent Sloathe."
I was overly confused. I understood what she said, but I couldn't seem to comprehend it.
"Then why am I Amy Fischer, daughter of Emily and Andrew Fischer?" I asked defensively.
" Your mother loved Vincent, but when she told him she was pregnant with you, he threw her out. They hadn't married, Vincent had refused to. So Emily moved in with her best friend, Andrew." She paused to let it all sink in. "And," she continued, "As time went on, they soon married, just before you were born. That was about the time when V-…Voldemort started gathering followers. Emily suspected Vincent of joining and expressed her fears to me. It was true that he had united forces with…Him, and Emily was scared. She started receiving letters. After her first attack, she knew she had no choice but to leave you." She looked painfully at me.
"what happened?" I asked quietly.
" she was caught off guard and knocked unconscious. When she awoke, she found herself tied up in a room of decapitated horses and their heads."
" oh my gosh….oh God" I said in disbelief.
" It took three days to find her, even with the top witches and wizards looking for her. She used to cry out in her sleep about them, it's a miracle she made it through with no magical assistance at all." She sighed sadly, looking at the floor.
" So what do I have to do with all this?"
" You're your parents child. That means you have everything to do with this. You should be a very good witch, as your parents were. Your father was a Slytherin, and your mother a Hufflepuff. Both equally intelligent and gifted. How old are you now? You look about fourteen, but that can't be right."
"I'm twelve… if you were my mothers friend, why didn't you call me or anything? I rather had known before."
" Ahhh, yes. I had something to do with that. Before Emily left, she made sure that all history of you in the witchcraft world had been erased. Name, address, family, everything. She didn't want you to ever be found by anyone from here. It was to protect you."
"Ohh…."
" but your twelve you say? It's a shame you're a year late. I will talk with the headmaster, but for now, you are accepted into Hogwarts as a first year student, and Wood? You are to be her personal tutor. You may stay on the grounds until I sort this out. As you knew so much already, I trust between the two of you you'll where you can and cannot go, and how to show yourselves out." She said, and walked out of the room. I looked at Oliver and saw him smile was as big as mine, and he ran to me hugging me and spinning me around.
Chapter 11 – Special Lessons
Wood had decided to take me somewhere special, but he wouldn't tell me where. All he would say was tat if was one of his favorite places in all of Hogwarts. It turned out to be the Gryffindor quidditch team locker room, but I enjoyed it all the same. I sat down on a bench and listened o him go on about how he'd sit for hours thinking up plays. I was nodding enthusiastically, but I was really smiling because of how he was beaming at me while he explained. After about an hour and a half, I interrupted.
"Are you hungry? Its just, all this quidditch talk is making my stomach growl." I asked sheepishly.
"Yea, I am kinda hungry…let's go to the main hall! Oh it's great! Wait till you see!" he said excitedly.
He kept talking about the house cup and the holiday meals all the way there, he was so cute. Once we got inside, I stopped, stunned by the room I had just entered.
"…And the re-hey…your all right?" he asked looking worried.
"Wow…" was all I could say.
"Oh, yea I know. it usually looks better, but I think theirs only a handful of us here, so they don't bother.." he was still grinning, and took me to sit at the Gryffindor table. Just then, Professor Mcgonagall strode in.
" Good evening, Mr. Wood, Ms. Fischer. I have wonderful news!" she looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes. " I have contacted professor Dumbledore, and he is permitting you both to stay on grounds until the school year starts. Wood, this means you will be tutoring the whole time. Then, when the time comes, you will become a student at Hogwarts." She smiled, still looking at me. "Now, you are to obey all rules, just because its summer does not mean you can run rampant. And furthermore," she started, looking at Oliver, "just because its only you two, Mr. Filch, the house-elves and I, doesn't mean you won't be watched.
Oliver and I grinned at each other and he poked me under the table.
" Ah, yes." She said as she was turning around to leave. She muttered something under her breath and food sprang from our plates.
As we approached the Fat Lady in her pink dress, I heard Oliver groan.
"I didn't get the password!" he grumbled.
I looked at him not knowing what to say when the Fat Lady began to speak.
" School is out of session, therefore, there is no need for a password. You may enter." She announced and swung open. Since nothing of ours had been brought yet, we sat in front of a bright fire, curled up and cozy with soft pillows in big squishy armchairs.
" It's summer, but its still cold up here" I said, warming my hands. Oliver gave an agreeing nod. We sat for several minutes in silence.
"How does it feel to be famous on both sides? I mean, you're a great keeper-" at this he straightened up and grinned."-And you're a movie star. You must get a lot of offers." I'm glad it was dark, because I felt my cheeks flair up after asking.
" Oh, yea, I do, but I turn most of them down." I paws the one to perk up now.
" Oh, really? So your not reserved right now?" I asked excitedly. He chuckled.
"Well, I'm not saying that."
" Oh, right. Of course. Heh, with so many to choose from, how could you not be?" I said, quite disappointed.
"I know! There are so many teams and directors that want me, I just picked the best ones I had!" he said happily. I nearly choked on my tongue.
" Teams and directors?!" I asked, sounding alarmed.
" Well, yea…wait, what else would we have been talking about?" he asked, obviously puzzled.
" I meant-" I blushed reverently. " I kinda meant different kinds of offers…" I said quietly, twiddling my thumbs, looking at the floor.
" Oh, you meant… oh, I see. Can I call a captain oblivious right there? But, uh, no. no I'm not taken, reserved, anything. I'm open for business!" he joked, giving one of those melt your heart grins, then throwing a pillow at me. I squealed.
"You're going to pay for that Oliver!" we jumped out of our seats and I began chasing him, throwing pillows off of the chairs.
He showed me his dormitory ( which he said was never to be mentioned, or Professor Mcgonagall would 'get her knickers in a twist'.) and then he showed me to the first year girls dormitory. I thanked him, and we said our goodnights.
I awoke early next morning and went to the common room. After about fifteen minutes of sitting down I figured Oliver, being a teenage boy, would probably sleep till noon, and it was only nine thirty. So I decided to run through my katas. I had just finished Naihunchi when I heard clapping behind me. I turned around to see Oliver standing there at the foot of the stairs smiling at me.
" How long were you watching?" I asked embarrassed.
" Umm… I came in the middle of one, and I've seen you bow 3 times since."
" So four katas in all… that's all I've done! Oh, that's so mean, you should have told me you were there!" I was extremely embarrassed, but I was smiling. It was Oliver, after all.
" Remind me never to piss you off okay?" he laughed. "You ready for breakfast? I'm starved," he asked, holding out his arm. I took it, and we made our way to the dining hall. Spread across a small span of the Gryffindor table were mountains of scrambled eggs and sausage, cups of pumpkin juice and milk. Oliver and I had just sat down when he started talking.
" Do you think you could teach me some of that?"
" Some of what?" I asked after sipping my juice.
" What you were doing in the common room? The… I dunno, it just looked cool" he said with a grin.
" Oh, you mean the katas! Well, I'd have to start you on the basics first so you'd understand what the kata are, but…wait, what will you teach me?" he choked on his eggs.
" Uh… what would you like me to teach you?" he asked nervously. I thought for a minute, and smiled at how he was starting to sweat.
" Quidditch!" I said suddenly. His face broke into a large smile.
" Of course! This'll be great! Are you done eating?" he said excitedly.
" Uh, yea" I said, stuffing the rest of the piece of toast I had been eating in my mouth.
We were off. We walked quite a ways, when we came to an open-ended hallway. He didn't seem to notice, but it was stunningly beautiful walking outside. I looked around and realized we were on the quidditch field. I paused to take in the sight. There were tall towers, decorated in the house colors, and there looked to be enough seats to fit an entire city full of people.
" What?" Oliver asked.
I realized I had completely stopped walking. "It's gorgeous!"
He grinned. "It's even prettier when we win. Let me go get a broom out of the shed, hold on." He walked briskly to return with a very used looking broom. " All right, it's a comet, so it's not going to go fast, but its better to learn on." He flashed me a playful grin." I'll just have to bring myself back to beginner level." He said with a mock-sigh.
" Oh, really?" I said acting feisty. I grabbed the broom, mounted it, and kicked off. I hovered for a minute a few feet off the ground, and pushed forward. Even though it was slow, it was like nothing I'd ever felt (obviously). I took a lap around the goal post, and came back smiling. I landed a bit roughly, and we both laughed.
" How'd you do that? You a natural! Well, maybe not that last part, but, you know…" he said with twinkling eyes.
" Psh! I could fly better on a faster broom!" I teased.
" Well, I left mine, its getting sent with my trunk, but…" he smiled coyly and looked at me. "There is something I used to do when I was little, it's a secret though… hold on." He turned around, pulled out his wand, and muttered something. He faced me again looking more mischievous than ever.
" Here you go!" he said, thrusting the broom at me. I took it suspiciously, and got on (slowly this time) once again. I kicked off the ground and leaned forward slightly, only to rocket through the air.
" whaa! " I screamed, struggling to turn around. I tried hard to land easily, but when I pulled up, I flipped backwards and rolled into a heap on the grass.
"Oh, gosh Amy, are you all right? I'm sorry!" he gasped as I was getting up.
" All right? Am I ALL RIGHT? That was the most fun thing I've ever done!" I panted. "You could have told me though, so I could have been prepared." I said quietly, making him feel bad intentionally.
" I'm sorry, I should have. How can I make it up to you?" I gave him a suggestive wink and he looked nervous but curious.
" is there room for two on that wicked fast broom?" I chuckled seeing him looked relieved.
" yea! Do you…want me to slow it down?" he asked seriously.
"no, I trust in your flying capabilities, and if not, we'll both go tumbling. He got on the broom, and after he felt my hands securely around him, he kicked off.
" I'm going to start off slow, then we can go faster if you want." He placed one hand over mine, the other on the handle. I hated to admit it, but I could have stayed like that forever.
"I'm gonna go faster okay? Hold tight!" he put both hands on the broom, and we sped up. I got slower and held him snugly, my chin just over his shoulder. We flew around the field about ten times, zooming through the goal posts and in between the towers. We started to descend and I nudged his ear with my nose gently. I knew he was smiling because I saw his cheek lift. He hopped off first, and since I was in back and still a few feet off the ground, I wobbled, and fell.
He caught me just in time. I looked up into his gorgeous brown eyes and softly said
"you caught me…" He bent slightly while also pulling me up and pressed his lips softly against mine. after a few seconds we released, and I smiled gently at him. he lifted me up quickly and blushed furiously.
" I-I'm so s-sorry…I…er, I'm gonna go put this broom away , why don't you go to the common room and wait for me to come. GET YOU! Come get you for lunch! Okay, lest do that!" his face went from red to scarlet, and he looked like he was going to collapse in fright.
"okay, sure." I nodded reassuringly. I walked back towards the school, and turned around to see him smacking himself in the forehead. I considered yelling to him that that would only make him more red, but stopped myself and decided to skip all the way back to the Gryffindor common room to wait for him instead.
Chapter 12 – Midnight Mischief
I sat in the common room for an hour with just the company of the roaring fire when Oliver arrived, he still looked a bit embarrassed.
"Are you…hungry?" he asked with an unsure smile.
" Sure!" I hopped out of the squishy chair and joined him at the door. He gave me another weak smile and I had no choice but to trap him in a close hug. Being almost his height, I only had to turn my head to whisper in his ear.
"There's no reason to be embarrassed. In all truth, I think I wanted it just as much as you did." I let him go to find him looking relieved.
"Are you sure? I didn't want you to-"
"I'm positive." I gave him my most reassuring smile and tapped him on the nose. Then we left and went to eat.
The rest of the night went well, he was back to his playful self and I was happy. He again walked me to my room that night.
" If you need something, I'll be right across the room, and up some stairs." I giggled.
" Yes, because I need so much when I'm asleep!" he must have been very red because I saw the pink in his cheeks in the dim light. "I'm only playing. Meet me in the common room tomorrow morning?"
"Where else?" he grinned and walked down the stairs.
Something was poking me. Now it was jabbing me. right in the butt.
"Hello?" I sat up halfway, peering into the darkness.
"We saw you…" said a familiar voice.
" Oh, we saw everything… mostly everything anyways." Said another voice.
"Fred? George?" I whispered.
" lumos…" a wand lit up. " you finally got the name thing huh?" George smirked.
"Here, sit. I've got an easier way than that" I suggested, pointing to the wand. They sat down and I pulled the curtains closed and lit a candle on a plate in the center of us all.
"wow, you can already make fire? Impressive!" Fred exclaimed. I laughed.
"No, I used matches. I requested this stuff last night. And hey, what d'ya mean by, 'you saw me'?" they both looked at me.
"you and Oliver, when you fell…" George started. I think I was starting to sweat.
" and that oh-so-romantic kiss you shared!" Fred jumped in , cupping his chin in his hands and fluttering his eyelashes.
" you guys! You weren't supposed to be there! Wait, how'd you get here in the first place?" I told them, a little annoyed.
" you think that train only had one compartment?" George said slyly, grinning at me.
" but why haven't we seen you yet?" I asked confused.
" well, its only been two days hasn't it?" Fred pointed out.
"Yea, and with all the havoc we cause, you think we don't know how NOT to get caught?" George piped in, still smiling.
"Oh, right…" I was still thinking about how it'd only been two days.
"Anyways, congratulations on making it in, I'm sure Oliver will want to teach you loads of…useful things." Fred said. I heard George snigger.
"Thanks for congratulating me, but me and Oliver have nothing going on ('sure you don't' muttered George, causing me to turn rosy red). And what are you doing here anyways? I mean, at Hogwarts? School's still four weeks away." I tried to ask nicely, but I was still a little annoyed and embarrassed that they had seen Oliver and me. They didn't notice.
"Well, we have this map…" Fred started.
"Sort of a blueprint-" George added
"Of Hogwarts and such-"
"And we wanted to try it out, you know-"
"Go looking around!"
" And you ended up in my bed? Poking me in the butt no less?" I accused them. Both of them got an 'uh-oh' face and at the same time said, " that wasn't me! It was him!" they looked even more taken aback, and I laughed until my eyes watered.
" Well at least your good spirited about it." Fred said.
" Not like Alicia…" George reminisced. They both rubbed their right cheeks.
" Hmm… well, I am forgiving you this time, as long as you keep secret about what you saw…what happened with me and Oliver, don't even tell him you know, okay?" they both looked relieved and agreed. " Now, you two, go…explore or something, I'm quite tired." I opened the curtain and shooed them out, placing the blown-out candle on my tableside dresser.
" Wait, don't we get a goodnight kiss?" George turned around and asked.
" If Oliver didn't get one, you sure as hell aint!" I saw the disappointed look on his face and felt sorry. " I didn't mean to be harsh, so you want a goodnight hug instead?" I heard an excited shuffle and they were once again at my bed. I gave then both a big bear hug and sent them off again
"But…" I called after them once more, "ever wake me up, no, change that, ever touch my butt again without my permission, you can expect my foot up your ass, and it's not tiny, trust me!" I rolled over and went back to sleep.