Things are Looking up

by emikae

Complete, Severitus, First story, not very good, and not reccomended for reading. Run away from this story.

14. Return to Hogwarts

A/N: OKay sorry for the long wait. I had it done, but then I had to do some major re-writing, so it took a while. I think the next chapter may be done, but no guareentees. Also, I can't handle the legnth at all, so after Fifteen, they will be getting shorter, but hopefully I will be able to update sooner.

"Will you please come to Hogwarts with me?" Harry asked his mirror for the third time.

"No. I like it here." The mirror replied.

"Please! I like you a lot and I really want you with me at Hogwarts. It will get awfully boring here, all by yourself. No one to talk to, insult, you'll just be by yourself." Harry said, pleading with the mirror.

"Fine. But only if I get to be in your room." The mirror said back.

"Good. I was wondering, if you are enchanted, or you are something else." Harry said, hoping that he wouldn't offend the mirror.

"I'm something else. You have a one way window into Merlin's library, that is home to the one and only librarian to Merlin." The Mirror said grandly.

"Ah. Do you have a name?" Harry asked.

"Yes. Bob." Bob the mirror said.

"Nice name. Why Bob?" Harry asked.

"My last master named me Bob for some strange reason. I think he thought it was funny. Well my name was better than his." Bob said.

"What was his name?" Harry asked, not really sure if he wanted to know.

"Kesin." Bob replied, trying not to laugh. (A/N: That's not how I feel about the name, I have a friend named Kesin.)

"Okay then. Could I shrink you down so you'll fit in my pocket?" Harry asked.

"I can do that myself." Bob snapped and the mirror shrunk down and detached itself from the wall and flew into Harry's pocket.

"Harry James Potter! If you're not down here in two minutes you will be cleaning out my classroom after the first years use it!" Severus shouted up the stairs.

"I'm coming!" Harry shouted back. He drug his trunk down the stairs and smiling satisfactory asked it made loud 'thunks.'

As he reached the kitchen he realized that he had forgotten Serpentine. "I forgot Serpentine!" Harry said before running back up the stairs.

He go the snake off of her branch where she was sleeping and locked his door with the key around his neck and hissed 'lock' at it. He had a rather secure security system. The door locked the muggle way and it was keyed to open, close, and lock to Parseltongue. Of course, others could get in, but it would be rather hard.

"Are you ready to go?" Severus asked, glaring at Harry for Sirius' sake, who was currently lounging on the table.

"Yes. Are you?" Harry asked, glaring at Severus.

"I have been ready for the past fifteen minutes. Sirius, I suggest you resume your snake form." Severus said.

"Fine." Sirius said, genuinely glaring at Severus as he was a bit jealous that Severus had got guardianship of Harry and he hadn't. Harry wasn't sure how he was going to tell Sirius. Maybe Remus would tell him.

"Lets go then." Harry said, and touched a finger to the portkey. The group and their belongings vanished along with their possessions.

Hermione Granger woke up with a start. What was that noise downstairs? She heard a familiar voice.

"Shh. You don't want to wake the filthy muggles." Crabbe said.

"I wasn't the one who broke the plate." Goyle sr. hissed back at him.

Hermione gasped. Death Eaters! In her house! Mum and Dad. Hermione got out of bed and picked up her wand, and the emergency portkey she had been given. She hurried to her parents room.

She shut the door and put a number of wards on the door, just to be safe. "Mum! Dad! Wake up!"

Hermione's parents sat up and looked at her wit worry in their eyes.

"I really hate to do this, but there are Death Eaters downstairs, and they are probably after me. I'm going to go and fight them. I need you to stay here because you can't fight them. This is an emergency portkey. It will take you to either Hogwarts or the Ministry. I want you to go to the Hogwarts. If you hear them getting close to your room, grab what ever you want to keep, and hold it and say 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry' Do you understand?" Hermione asked.

"Do you have to fight them?" Hermione's mum, Linda asked.

"Yes I do. I love you very much, okay? When you get to Hogwarts find Dumbledore and send him and the order here. Actually, go now. Is here anything you want to keep? Hermione asked.

"Only you." Linda said, looking at her daughter like it was the last time they would see her.

Hermione smiled, tears clouding her vision. "Just go before they come up here. raise bloody hell until someone finds you." Hermione said, thrusting the portkey into their hands.

Hermione's dad Marcus, took the portkey and said, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Hermione blinked as her parents disappeared before her eyes, and she hoped that wasn't the last time she would see them.

Hermione squared her shoulders and wondered briefly if she was crazy. It was too late, unless she wanted to try and make herself a portkey. She took the wards off of her parents room and opened the door slowly. Hermione poked her head around the door, she could barely see into her room from there, and the moonlight illuminated a figure in there. Crabbe was leaning over her bed and she smiled. She aimed carefully and whispered, 'stupefy' The jet of red light hit him and Crabbe collapsed onto her bed.

One down and only one more known deatheater in the house. Hermione walked downstairs and looked into the sitting room. It was empty. Hermione paused and put a shield that moved with her onto herself. It would block most spells, so she shouldn't be taken by surprise. Hopefully.

Hermione checked the rooms methodically, until only the kitchen was left. She had hoped that he wasn't in there, some much for trying to keep her mum's dishes intact. Hermione sighed softly. Well time to get her feet wet. She stepped into the kitchen.

"Crabbe? I assume that you've killed them?" Goyle said, facing away from her.

The man was an idiot. Hermione shook her head. She couldn't decided whether or not to kill him, or stun him.

Hermione had hesitated too much. The Death Eater whirled around and his eyes widened. "You. I suppose that you had to be stubborn and not die?" He asked. "Never mind, I shall do the honors myself. Of course, I shall have a little fun first." The elder Goyle smiled evilly, and pointed his wand at him. 'crucio.' He said. Hermione dodged the curse and fired on of her own back at him. He in turn stepped aside and looked bored. He moved his wand in a slashing motion and a familiar looking purple flame shot out of his wand. Hermione ducked the spell, feeling glad that it hadn't gotten her this time. Hermione tried a stunner, but he dodged it, and while he was dodging, she tried to disarm him, but his wand was gripped too tightly.

"The wench can fight." Goyle said, as if he was amused.

"Yes, so intelligent of you to notice." Hermione said through gritted teeth. She tried a cutting curse (Or is it a hex?) and she managed to cut a lock of his hair off. Ugh. She was aiming for his throat.

"How dare you mess with my hair." Goyle replied, the rage in his voice quite evident.

"What, a mudblood touching your hair with her magic too much?" Hermione asked, taunting him.

The Death Eater stared at her. Hermione used the opportunity and tried to stun him, "You'll have to try harder than that." Goyle said.

"Yes, I suppose that I'll have to. I find it ironic that you are ruled by a mudblood.

"How dare you insult Lord Voldemort." Goyle said, sending a hex that didn't look pretty at Hermione.

"What? Me insult Voldemort?" Hermione asked innocently, dodging a curse that Goyle sent in her direction. "No, I'm just telling you that your master is a mudblood. Used to go by Tom Riddle." Hermione said, attempting to stun Goyle again.

He dodged the curse and sent another back at Hermione. He was slightly distracted by a clattering at the window. Hermione laughed slightly, realizing who the owls must be from. I'll bet they're having a field day at the misuse of magic office right now. Hermione shot yet another stunner at Goyle, and this timed she hit him.

Hermione grinned again, and stunned him again for good measure and conjured ropes to bind him. She took his wand and pocketed it. She remembered Crabbe up in her room and hurried up to her room and stunned him twice more and bound him too. She dragged him down to the kitchen with both the death eaters wands in her hands, not caring that she was hitting his head on the steps, and she kicked him over to Goyle and sat down for a moment.

Then she remembered the owls. She sighed and opened the window. About a dozen owls soared in and she shut the window before they could get away. She got a bowl from the cupboard and poured some water in the dish and set it out for the owls. She opened the first letter.

Dear Miss Granger,

We have received intelligence that a shield charm was used at your place of residence this morning at ten till one.

As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells outside school, and further spellwork on your part may lead to expulsion from said school (Decree...

Hermione blanched and dropped the letter. She opened the next one.

Dear Miss Granger,

She skimmed the letter wildly and it did not bring tidings of expulsion. Nor did the next. And the next. Until about the eleventh one.

Dear Miss Granger,

Due to your use of underage magic, you will be having a disciplinary hearing on the 15th August, at which time an official decision will be made. You may retain your wand, but further use of magic outside of school may cause you to be immediately expelled and your wand snapped.

Enjoy your Summer!

Best Wishes,

Mafalda Hopkirk.

Improper Use of Magic Office
Ministry of Magic

Hermione looked at the letter with wide eyes. A hearing. Oh Lord. Mum and Dad won't be please. Suddenly, her doorbell rang. Hermione sat up, wondering who it could be at this time. She didn't care, she was going to have her wand out when she answered the door. Hermione got up and noticed that she was shaking a little. She moved slowly to the door.

She opened it a little, the chain lock still locked. "Open the door farther you silly girl, before we have to blast it in."

"Moody shut up." Professor McGonagall shoved Mad-Eye out of the way. 'Lumos' She muttered, using her wand to illuminate her face. "Now, Hermione dear, could you let us in? Your parents arrived at Hogwarts a few minutes ago yelling about Death Eaters."

Hermione sighed in relief. She hurriedly shut the door and slid the lock out so she could open the door fully. "Sorry, I'm a little nervous about opening the door right now." Hermione muttered.

"Quite understandable." Minerva said. "Now, are you hurt?" She asked, putting a hand on Hermione's shoulder, and immediately taking it off.

"Oh! Sorry about that. It's an old shield spell I read about. I put it on myself before I fought him." Hermione said, taking the spell off of herself. "They're in the kitchen, I stunned them and bound them, But I'd feel better if you restrained them." Hermione said off handedly, walking off to the kitchen.

"You fought them?" Mad-Eye asked incredulously.

"Of course I did. My diary is enchanted so only I can read it, but I'm sure that they could break the enchantments and I have things that they could use to get to Harry and the Order." Hermione said. "She remembered something. She pulled the two wands out of the pockets of the sweat pants that she was sleeping in. "Here. It's their wands." She said, holding them out to Mad-Eye.

"Girl, you'd make a great auror." He said, taking the wands from her and pocketing them.

They reached the kitchen, and Hermione held the door open for them. "There they are." She said, pointing at the unconscious and bound forms on the floor.

"Why are there a dozen owls here?" Minerva asked.

"Underage magic." Hermione said. "I have a hearing on the fifteenth."

"You do?" Minerva asked.

"Well, I used magic didn't I? I think I'll be able to get off, as there was just cause for me to be using it." Hermione replied.

"Yes, well, I think we should leave, in case more Death Eaters come." Minerva replied.

"We're going to the ministry." Mad-Eye said gruffly. "And you're coming with us." He said, pointing at Hermione.

"I'd rather she go to Hogwarts and see her parents." Minerva said.

"No. She has to tell them why she was fighting, and we've got get these two into ministry custody. We'll leave them with who ever is on duty that's in the order." Mad-Eye said. "Minerva, could you make a port-key to the ministry?"

"Of course." She replied and looked around the kitchen for something.

"Here. Use the letter." Hermione, said. "Pick one." Hermione laughed dryly and she opened the window to let the owls out.

"Okay, grab hold Hermione, Alastor, have you got one of them?" Minerva asked, holding onto the portkey with one hand and Crabbe with the other.

"Yeah. I've got Goyle." He muttered.

Hermione felt a tug behind her navel and a moment later she fell to the floor at the Ministry of Magic.

"What is happening!" Someone shouted.

"Er, Sorry." Hermione said to the person that she had fallen onto. She caught sight of a lime-green bowler and realized exactly who she had fallen onto.

"Get off of me! I can't breathe!" The minister of Magic shouted from below her.

Hermione hurriedly got up. "Sorry Minister, I'm a bit unsettled, after all I just dueled with a Death Eater." The words had the desired effect.

Fudge jumped up and looked around wildly, as if h expected Lord Voldemort to step out from behind the fountain that had just been installed the week before.

She looked over at the others and they were getting up from the floor.

"Miss Granger. Please come over here." Minerva said sternly, trying not to laugh. "We must talk to the aurors."

"Yes Professor. Then could I go and see my parents at Hogwarts?" Hermione asked ignoring the minister of magic.

"I'm sure you will be able to do that right away dear." Minerva said, putting an arm around Hermione in a Grandmotherly fashion. To Hermione's great embarrassment, she began to cry.

McGonagall, hugged Hermione and said, "There, there, dear. It's all over now. The Death Eaters will soon be off to prison." Minerva said reassuringly, patting Hermione on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry professor, it's just that now I know that he-who-must-not-be-named is after my family, I'm so worried. I don't want to lose them." Hermione said through her tears.

"Mad-Eye, could you get us some privacy?" Minerva asked.

"Yes. Of course." He replied, stumping over to the desk where two security men were sitting. "You. Deal with those Death Eaters. You, get us a private room and get Madam Bones. Now." He braked, giving them orders.

"Right away sir." One of them said, and rushed over to the Death Eaters. Minerva had conjured a small love seat and was sitting in it next to Hermione and was trying to comfort her.

The other security guard stood and talked to someone for a moment and the other person nodded. The security guard strode over to Hermione and Professor McGonagall, and said. "If you'd come this way." Motioning for them to follow them.

Professor McGonagall nodded and pulled Hermione up, who was still crying, but was showing signs of stopping. "Come along now, it's almost over." Minerva said gently.

They go to a small room, that had a couch on it and Hermione sat down next to Minerva and Minerva hugged her and slowly rocked back and forth. "As soon as we can leave, we'll go to Hogwarts and see your mum and Dad. They're fine."

"I know." Hermione said, in-between sniffs. "I'm sorry for breaking down like that. It was just too much." Hermione said, rubbing her eyes.

"It's okay. I'm just glad that you survived. You should have taken the portkey to Hogwarts with them." Minerva said, admonishing her.

"I know. I wasn't really thinking." Hermione said quietly.

"But you aided in the capture of two Death Eaters." Madame Bones said from the doorway. "So, Hermione Granger, on my way down I was presented with a file that said you performed quite a bit of underage magic this morning."

Hermione looked guilty as she nodded.

"Well, could you tell me why you performed that magic?"

Hermione nodded again. "Well, the first were some charms to protect my parents so they could leave and not get killed, the second was to protect my self, and the next was a stunner to the Death Eater in my room, the next was a duel with the Death Eater in the kitchen, and the last few were stunning and tying them up." Hermione said, going through the events of the last hour in her head. "Oh yeah. And after Professor McGonagall and Mad-Eye came, I took the shield charm off of myself. I'm not sure if the registered."

"It did. Do you have any idea why the Death Eaters were at you house?" Madam Bones asked.

"I think it may have been because I was involved with the thing at the ministry, or because I am Harry Potter's friend, and my death would affect Harry." Hermione said quietly.

"What makes you think that they were going to kill you?" she asked.

"Because when I entered the kitchen The Death Eater in there said, Crabbe? I assume that you've killed them?"

"Okay then. I believe that you can go now. You will still have to attend your trial, but I am sure that you will get off, as you had just reason to use magic." Madam Bones said.

"Okay." Hermione said. "What time is it?"

"Just shy of two a.m." Madam Bones said, before leaving the room.

"Urgh. I would just love to be able to get a decent night's sleep for once." Mad-Eye commented. "Well, let's get back to Hogwarts."

The three of them went and flooed to Hogwarts where they ended up in Dumbledore's office. Hermione fell out of the fire place onto a cushion that Dumbledore had thoughtfully placed there. Hermione knew that she could do magic at Hogwarts, so she cleaned he pajamas off magically, and she turned around to see her parents looking at her worriedly.

"Ah, good, you've arrived." Dumbledore said. "Your parents have been quite worried about you, Miss Granger." Dumbledore motioned to the her parents who were staring at the fireplace.

"Mum, It's just floo travel." Hermione said.

"Yes, I know, but the flames turned green and you came out, and.." Linda was silenced by her daughter walking quickly across the office and hugging her.

"I was so worried about you two. That you would end up in the wrong place or you wouldn't be able to find help." Hermione said, hugging her mum tightly.

"Hermione, your mum needs to breathe." Marcus said.

"Sorry mum." Hermione said.

"It's okay dear, I was so worried that help wouldn't reach you in time." Linda said, looking her daughter up and down, seeing if she was hurt.

"I'm sorry I stayed. It's just there are things that if Voldemort found out about, he could use to get to Harry or the Order." Hermione said, sitting in another chair.

Their reunion was interrupted by Professor McGonagall and Mad-Eye arriving.

"Now, Albus" Minerva said, looking at him to make sure that she had his attention. "Did she tell you that she captured two Death Eaters all by herself?" She asked.

"No she did not." Albus said, gazing at Hermione. "But that can wait for the morning. I've had the house elves set up room for the Grangers. They also have been packing your belongings, because we think that the Death Eaters will soon destroy your house. I am sorry, but you will have to take time off of work and you will have to stay at Hogwarts. Unless you want to be killed. Are we in agreement?" Dumbledore asked, his gaze shifting between Marcus and Linda.

"Yes, I'm sure that we can arrange that. We had planned to take the week off to spend time with Hermione so that won't be a problem." Linda said.

"I'm fine. From what Hermione's said about Hogwarts I wouldn't mind seeing it." Marcus replied.

"Good then. I don't know if you will be able to go back at all. Death Eaters may demolish your practice too." Dumbledore said.

Marcus and Linda paled a little. "You mean that they'd go that far? Why do they want to kill us?" Linda asked.

"It's because of me mum. Who I'm friends with and what I did at the Department of Mysteries, and that I chose the light." Hermione said. "The wizarding world is at war."

"What?" Marcus asked. "You mean this is because you chose the light?"

Hermione nodded. "I chose the side that doesn't want to rid the world of half-bloods and muggles."

"Well, you chose the right side." Linda said, "I certainly hope that you don't go over to the dark side."

"I don't plan on it." Hermione said.

"Professor Dumbledore, do you think that we could go to bed?" Hermione asked.

"Of course." He said. "Winky will take you to your rooms. Winky!" Albus called. The house elf appeared suddenly.

"How can Winky help master Dumbledore?" Winky asked.

"You can show the Grangers to the rooms that you were preparing for them. Show them the entrance off of Gryffindor tower also." Winky nodded to show understanding. "Thank you Winky."

Winky showed the Grangers to the Gryffindor common room and told them the password for the fat lady was 'open' and the portrait of a muggle home near the fireplace concealed a door to their living quarters. The password for that was 'home' and the portrait was spelled so you could only see it if you knew it was there. And you still had to have the key to the door behind the portrait. Winky showed them their sitting room, a small library that had the books from their home being put in it by a few house elves, a regular sized kitchen because it was a long walk to the kitchens in the middle of the night, a hall led from the sitting room to another door that opened onto the hall that the fat lady was in, so they could enter and leave their chambers from the Gryffindor common room, or the hall that led to it.

"Winky is to give you these keys. They is for the door in the hall and they will only work for you." Winky said, holding up three keys. "Also, the elves say that they got everything from your personal chambers, library, sitting room, kitchen and the strange thing with the funny white boxes in the library, but the more bad wizards came and the house got burned down." Winky said sorrowfully, looking at the floor.

Mrs. Granger gasped at crouched down by the elf. "Did you manage to get the big trunk in my closet?" She asked, sounding worried.

"Yes, the elves got everything from the attic and the upstairs." Winky said.

"Thank you very much Winky. I suppose that you know where my room is." Hermione said. "Would you mind showing it to me?"

"Yes miss. It's this way. We elves were just arranging it like it was before, we didn't get the books in just the right order, though. We is sorry." Winky said.

"It's okay Winky, I was going to move them around anyway. Thank you for trying." Hermione said happily.

"Thank you miss. Here is your room." Winky said, pushing a door open. Hermione stepped in and looked around. It was just like her room at home, except instead of a lamb by her bead, there was a lantern, and there were candles floating throughout the room.

Hermione smiled and picked Winky up and hugged her. "Thank you Winky! It's just like home! Except the view from my window is almost the same as the one from the dorm, but I love it." Hermione said, setting the elf down on her bed.

"Thank you miss! I will tell the other elves. Now, does miss want to see the other rooms?" Winky asked, climbing off of Hermione's bed and looking up at Hermione.

"I don't know Winky, I'm awfully tired. Perhaps you could show my parents around, and I'll find out on my own, or you could show me tomorrow?" Hermione said, yawning a little.

"That is fine miss. Winky will show you around tomorrow. We elves has changed one thing though. You have your own bathroom, it's through the door over there." Winky said, pointing.

"Thank you Winky. Good night Mum, Dad." Hermione said, crawling under the covers and finding that they had a warming charm on them.

"Good night Hermione." Linda replied.

"Sleep well." Marcus added.

"Er, Hermione?" Linda asked.

"Yes Mum."

"How do you shut the lights off?" Linda asked.

"Oh, magic. 'nox' dims them or extinguishes them, depending how dark I want them, and 'lumos' lights them, or makes them brighter." Hermione sat up and thought for a moment. "Winky? How are my parents going to deal with the lights?" Hermione asked.

"It's simple miss!" The elf exclaimed. "They say the words, and the spell recognizes what they want and they do it. It's what they use at St. Mungo's when they is having muggles there." Winky said.

"Okay then." Hermione said, sleepily. "Thanks Winky."

"Your welcome miss." The elf said.

Hermione smiled and muttered 'nox' and all of the candles went out except for one, for some reason, Hermione didn't want to sleep in the dark tonight.

Harry woke up and looked around his room. He had a four poster bed, a desk, a very nice wardrobe that had much more space than he needed for clothes, and his own bathroom. It wasn't as elaborate as his bathroom at home, but it was his own, and he was fine with his. Harry's cupboard was smaller than the bathroom, and Harry considered owling the Dursleys about it. Also after much begging, he had got an enchanted window that would show him almost anything. Except for places under the fidelus charm and places protected from scrying, and the girl's dormitories. He could also speak through the window, but Harry hadn't been told that, but he thought that one of the potions that they had treated it with was the Entretien Potion he had read about before the second task. Harry was brought out of his thoughts by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Harry asked.

"Draco. Severus said that you have half an hour to get to the great hall before you have to eat lunch.

"It's lunch time?" Harry asked, aghast that he had slept so late.

"Yeah, Severus decided to be nice and let us sleep late because we were up late last night. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go and shower." Draco said.

Harry could hear Draco walking across the hall to his room, and he heard his door shutting. Harry got up and pulled a pair of clean robes out. He looked at them and sighed. "Bob, would you happen to know a spell that would make these fit me?" Harry asked the mirror.

"I think I have a spell somewhere." Bob replied.

"Okay then. I'm going to shower then." Harry said, wandering off to the bathroom.

"You do that." Bob muttered absently, and the only sound that could be heard in Harry's room was a shower running and the idle turning of pages.

Bakbukiah looked out into the room he was in. This was definitely better than the bathroom. There the spell was. Harry had left the robes where they he could reach them. (A/N: See why he's called Bob?) Bakbukiah smiled and reached for the robes through the glass while muttering the counter spell that kept him confined to the room.

He performed the charm and watched as the robes grew to fit Harry. Bakbukiah thought for a moment and grabbed a sheet of parchment and quill and hurriedly wrote a note.

Hermione-

Harry has told me that you have a love of information and books. I happen to have in my possession Merlin's library, and I thought that you might like to visit me and take a look around.

Bakbukiah

Bakbukiah rolled the letter up and sealed it with a few drippings of wax from the blue candle and pressed his ring that had the emblem of Merlin on it into the wax and slipped it into the pocket of the robes. As an after though, he pulled it out and wrote Hermione on it. He smiled and muttered the counter spell again and set the robes on the small bench that he was above.

Then he wandered off looking for a book he hadn't seen in a while.

Harry came out of his room and met Draco in the hallway. "Hello. Thanks for waking me up by the way."

"It wasn't a problem. Severus told me to. He left me a note that kept singing in an awful high pitched voice until I read it." Draco said.

"I'm sorry. What did it say?" Harry asked, tucking his hair behind one ear.

"It said, glad you're up, get Harry up, be at lunch in the great hall, or you will regret missing it." Draco said.

"Okay then, I suppose that we should get up there then, shouldn't we?" Harry said, rubbing his eyes as he wasn't completely awake yet.

"Yeah, that would be a good idea. Severus said last night, when you were looking for your journal, that he was going to try and adopt me. How do you fell about that?" Draco said, concentrating on his feet.

"Well, we'd be brothers then. I wouldn't mind that. At least you'd be on my side." Harry said, laughing a little. "I think that it would be good, for both of us, Severus is my Dad, and I wouldn't mind a brother, and you've made a good friend." Harry said.

Draco smiled. "Good, I'm glad that you feel that way. I was thinking about it earlier, and I was thought that I wouldn't mind having you for a brother. Now if only he can adopt me, we're not sure how we could get it to happen." Draco said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Well, did Lucius abuse you?" Harry asked quietly.

Draco didn't say anything.

"Draco, stop." Harry said firmly. The other boy stopped walking and looked down at the floor. "Look at me, please." Harry said softly, hoping that Draco would look at him. When he didn't Harry put his hand under Draco's chin, and gently forced his head up. "Look Draco, you can tell me, if you have been. I think that you have been because you refused to answer me. It's nothing to be ashamed of." Harry said, looking Draco in the eye. "I'll even say it." Harry paused for a moment and swallowed. "My uncle abused me." Harry breathed hard for a moment. Harry quit supporting Draco's head and waited for him to look back at the floor.

"My father abused me." Draco said slowly and quietly. After he said it, he smiled a little.

"See, that wasn't so hard. Anyways, you can use that as a playing card, because unless Voldemort can restore people's souls to a person's body after they've been kissed, your father won't be fighting for your custody." Harry said quietly, and he began to walk towards the great hall.

"True, but I don't know if any of my family will be fighting for my custody. I think that Voldemort has taken my mum, and the rest of my family probably sees me as a traitor." Draco said softly.

"I'm sorry. All I have is the ghost of my mum, and my dad. The rest of my family hates me." Harry said.

"But you have your friends." Draco pointed out softly.

"So do you. I think that they all accepted you, especially after your little speech at my party." Harry said, grinning.

"So I'm not that badly off." Draco said.

"Nope. Neither am I, now that I look at it." Harry said, grinning.

The two boys reached the doors to the great hall that were already open and they both heard a loud shriek of "Draco! Harry!" And saw Hermione running at them. Harry stepped behind the other door, so only Draco was in Hermione's sight.

"Sorry, Draco." Harry said, just before Hermione crashed into him and crushed him.

Draco awkwardly patted Hermione on the back. "It's nice to see you Hermione. Now why don't you go and attack Potter?"

Hermione let Draco go and whispered, "You know very well he's not Potter. And I was not attacking you. That was a hug." Hermione said.

"Now, now, let's not fight. I think that lunch is waiting.' Harry said in a Snape-like manner.

"Shut up Harry." Hermione said before hugging Harry.

"Hermione? Perhaps you'd like to introduce us to your friends?" Linda called from where she was sitting at the table with the others.

"Yes Mum." Hermione said. "Come and meet my parents." She said, before dragging them off to the table.

"Hermione? What are your parents doing here?" Harry asked her.

"Yes, That would be precisely what I want to know" Severus said. "Also, why you are dragging both of my sons away from me." He added, grinning at Draco.

"Both?" Hermione said blankly.

"You go it?" Draco asked, his face filled with hope.

Severus nodded. "You are now Draco Salazar Malfoy Snape" Severus said, handing Draco a parchment.

Draco read it quickly and threw his arms around Severus' neck. "Thank you." He said.

"Ah, so Severus, you got that done without a hitch then?" Dumbledore asked from behind them.

"Yes I did." Severus said. "Why are Miss Granger's parents here?"

Albus' eye's flicked quickly to Harry, and then back to Severus. "I will inform you of that after we have eaten. I had a rather late night last night and missed breakfast, so I am quite famished." Dumbledore said, leading the way to the single table in the center of the great hall.

The other's followed him to the table and sat down. Hermione next to her mum, Harry across from Hermione's mum, with Severus across from Hermione. Draco sat on Harry's other side, across form Hermione's Dad.

"Hello, I'm Hermione's mum. You can call me Linda. Mrs. Granger makes me feel terribly old." She said, extending her hand to Severus. "And this is my husband, Marcus."

"Severus Snape." Severus said, taking her hand and shaking it. "This would be Draco, I just recently adopted him, and this is Harry, I've been appointed his guardian after his relatives kicked him out." Severus said.

"That is very kind of you." Linda said.

"Thank you. I'm the potion's master at Hogwarts and I brew most of the potions for the Madame Pomfrey." Severus said.

"That's a quite a lot of work." Linda commented.

"It is, but every once in a while I get a competent group who can successfully brew a potion, so they do brew some of the things for the hospital wing." Severus said, taking some of the lunch.

"I suppose that is helpful." Marcus commented.

"It is, so do tell, what brings you to Hogwarts?" Severus asked.

"Death Eaters attacked our house." Hermione said bluntly. "I sent them here, and I stayed to fight them off because I have things that would give them too much information. I also have a hearing for under age magic."

"Hermione, I'm sorry." Draco said.

"Don't be. It wasn't your fault, Draco. Remember, you refused to join them?" Hermione pointed out.

"Oh yeah, that I did." Draco said.

Hermione saw Harry start to open his mouth. "Harry James Potter, don't you dare apologize for a Death Eater attack on MY house that YOU didn't plan and that YOU could do nothing about." Hermione said.

"But, it's my—" Harry said but Hermione cut him off.

"No, Harry, it's not your fault they attacked my house. It could be blamed on me. I chose to go with you to the department of mysteries, I chose to be your friend. They were after my family to get to you. Don't let them succeed." Hermione said, glaring at him.

"Fine. It's not my fault that your house got attacked by Death Eaters." Harry said.

"Good. Now that that's been cleared up, how are things going?" Hermione asked pleasantly.

"Just great. Oh yeah." Harry remembered something. "Bob asked me to give this to you." Harry said, pulling the note out of his pocket.

Hermione reached for it, and her eye's grew wide. "Harry? Do you know whose seal this is?"

"I have an idea." Harry said.

"Merlin's. Harry, this is Merlin's seal." Hermione said, staring at the letter.

"Yes I know. Why don't you open it?" Harry asked.

Hermione did so and she read the letter a few times, and pinched herself, and read it again. "You have access to Merlin's Library, and you never told me?" Hermione asked.

"I only just found out a little bit ago. Apparently my mirror is a window to the library, and with the right spell, it becomes a gateway." Harry said, enjoying the pleasure of seeing Hermione in shock.

"Take me there now." Hermione said.

"Now Hermione, we're eating. It would be rude to leave right now. Besides. When I left, Bob was thinking of taking a nap." Harry said.

"Bob?" Hermione said.

"The mirror. He said to call him Bob." Harry said rolling his eyes.

"I suppose that Bob is preferable to Bakbukiah." Hermione said.

"Yes, I suppose it is." Harry said. "You should ask your parents if you can, they might have something planned."

"I think that they just want to explore the castle. Nearly Head-Less Nick should be able to show them around, if he's not to bust trying to get a peach to grow." Hermione said. "I wonder where he is." Hermione said.

"He's helping Lily find a good place to haunt. She checked out the prospects of singing nursery rhymes to Voldemort, but decided that there were too many Death Eaters around." Severus said.

"Oh well, I just hope that she doesn't decide on a toilet. How is Moaning Myrtle by the way?" Harry asked.

Severus looked at Harry strangely, and then Harry realized his mistake. "The entrance to the chamber of secrets is in her bathroom, okay?" Harry said.

"I wondered what you had been doing in a girls bathroom, Harry." Severus said. "Who told you about her?"

"Ummm. Peeves?" Harry said.

"When." Severus asked.

"Nick's deathday party." Harry said.

"Is there anything else you'd like to tell me?" Severus asked. "Anything having to do with Miss Granger having many cat like attributes?" Severus asked.

"Fine! I'll admit it." Hermione said. "In my second year I stole boomslang skin from your private stores to brew polyjuice potion to sneak into your common room as Slytherins to see if Draco knew who the heir of Slytherin was." Hermione said quickly. "Wow, I feel better." Hermione laughed a little before realizing that Harry was banging his head on the table, Draco was looking at her oddly, her parents looked shocked, Dumbledore had an oddly thoughtful look on his face, Professor McGonagall was looking shocked at what her star student had done, and Hagrid was chuckling softly.

"Miss Granger, you stole a potions ingredient from my private stores? How did you manage that?" Severus asked.

"Well, remember when we were making the swelling solution? And the cauldron blew up and there was a firework that caused the explosion?" Hermione asked, as Harry was slowly sinking down in his chair.

"You caused a distraction and stole the ingredient?" Severus asked, glaring at Hermione.

"No and yes." Hermione said quickly.

"Pleasedon'texpelme." Harry said quickly from his spot halfway under the table.

"You threw the firework?" Severus addressed the top of Harry's head.

Harry gulped and nodded.

Severus shook his head and laughed. The others joined in and soon the whole table was laughing, and Harry sat up a little.

"I never—" Severus said, shaking his head.

"Well, Severus, it appears that Miss Granger will be giving you a run for your money as potions master soon." Albus said.

Severus nodded. "Now, do you two have any idea what an incorrectly brewed potion could have done to yourselves?"

Hermione and Harry gulped. For the next half-hour they were treated to a lecture on the dangers of an incorrectly brewed polyjuice potion. Severus signed two slips of parchment, and handed them to Hermione and Harry. "Now both of you go to the library and you give me three feet of the dangers of an incorrectly brewed polyjuice potion and then after you hand it in on Thursday, you will report to the potions classroom to brew some polyjuice. That will be your punishment for making a potentially fatal potion without supervision." Severus said.

Hermione and Harry nodded and hurried off to the library.

Severus, do you think that was necessary?" Albus asked.

"Yes, they need to learn not to do that. Would you have liked explaining to Hermione's parents why their daughter resembled a cat? OR to the Weasley's why their son looked like a Slytherin? OR to Harry's Aunt and Uncle why he had died? Not that they would have cared." Severus added.

"They would have cared Severus." Linda said.

"You never met them. Part of the reason why I got Harry was because they had beat Harry and abandoned him in the woods. It was only chance that I found him. Did your daughter tell you that the most feared Dark wizard is after Harry and that he wants him dead?" Severus said tiredly.

"Yes she did, And I assumed that the aunt and uncle had sent word that they didn't want Harry anymore, and he could stay at Hogwarts." Linda said.

"Well, you assumed wrong. Now I must go and make sure that Draco doesn't get them into trouble." Severus said, before getting up and stalking off.

"That was interesting." Minerva said.

"Yes it was." Dumbledore replied.

"Did anyone have any idea that they were doing that?" Minerva asked.

The staff and Hermione's parents shook their heads.

"I did." Moaning Myrtle said.

"Why did you not tell anyone about this?" Dumbledore asked.

"They were doing it fine, and I enjoyed their company. If they had died, I would have let them share my toilet." Myrtle said. "I just came down here to see if someone could fix some food for me, I don't need to eat, but I would like to." Myrtle said.

"Why, yes of course Myrtle." Dumbledore said, drawing his wand out. "Do you have a plate?"

"I just got my wand back from my parents and they had fixed it for me, so I fixed up my bathroom. I have lots of plates, but I brought one with me." Myrtle said, pulling a plate out of her robes.

"Good then. I'll just get you a little bit of everything then." Albus said, as he got some food onto a clean plate and put a shield around it. He muttered the killing curse and watched the food explode, and the ghostly version in the place of the food that was there before. "There you go Myrtle, did you ever learn to conjure food?" Albus asked pleasantly.

"No, but I think I might sneak into Flitwick's class and learn some." Myrtle said before leaving.

"Albus? Did you just give Myrtle food?" Minerva asked.

Albus sighed. More explanations.

"Amy dear, could you shelve these books for me dear?" Madame Pince asked her.

"Of course." Amy said, taking the four books from her. Lovely, the restricted section. "Madame Pince, am I allowed in the restricted section?"

"Yes, dear, you are, because you are my assistant." She said, "Now you go and shelve those."

"Yes ma'am" Amy said, before walking off with the books.

By then time Amy got to the second one, she realized that she wasn't alone in the restricted section.

"Yes, we need that one." Hermione was saying.

"But why? It doesn't have anything to do with polyjuice." Harry replied.

"Are you blind? The title is The theory of potions that alter one's appearance." Hermione said exasperatly.

"Fine. Add it to the stack." Harry said.

Amy smiled to herself and set about finishing with the other books.

Hermione pulled yet another book out and flipped through it. After a bit, she nodded and added it to the stack. "I think that we've got enough."

"Harry looked dubiously at the stack of books and shook his head. "Hermione? Do you think that's too many? You know how my dad is." Harry said.

"Personally, I don't think this is enough. I know that Severus will either gripe about too many or too little, no matter how many we have." Hermione replied.

"Well, they don't call him a greasy git for nothing Hermione." Harry said, picking up half of the books.

Amy looked up at the ceiling in silent prayer. Well, now she had a legitimate reason for knowing Harry­­'s true parentage.­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­ Amy finished her shelving and asked if she was needed. She wasn't so she decided on a trip to the dungeons, but first she was going to her room.

She figured that she had to tell Professor Snape about what she overheard, to use a muggle phrase, the walls had ears. She sighed and picked up the new robes that she had gotten in Diagon Alley with Professor McGonagall. Amy liked the location of her room, the entrance was off of a little known hall that was a dead end, that was really a secret entrance to the restricted section of the library.

She walked through the halls looking at portraits of long forgotten witches and wizards as she walked to the dungeons. When she reached the potions classroom, she paused a it before knocking.

Severus looked up from his lesson plans. He set them aside and said "Enter."

A young girl that he had never seen before came in. He tried his best death glare, and the girl raised her eyebrows as if to say that the best you got?

"Hello, would you be Professor Severus Snape, resident potions master and professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" She asked, before she sat on the work table directly in front of his desk.

"Yes, that would be me." Severus replied, glaring at the girl. "Would you mind telling me why you are in my classroom, who you are, and what you are doing sitting on my worktable?"

"Of course. I'm Amy, Madam Pince's assistant in the Library. What I'm doing sitting on your worktable is simple, I'm sitting on it. And why I am in your classroom, I'm here to tell you that the walls have ears, and I'm one of them." Amy said cryptically.

"Is that a threat?" Severus asked, trying a different death glare. No response. Perhaps he was getting soft in his parenthood?

"No, it's me telling you that I overheard Harry Potter and Hermione Granger in the Library and they mentioned a most interesting thing concerning you and Harry." Amy said, before hopping off the table and walking between the desks to the door.

Severus was caught by surprise, so Amy had managed to get almost to the door before Severus came to himself, and he shut the door and locked it magically before saying in a dangerous sounding voice. "Don't you dare leave." Severus pointed to a stool. "Sit."

Well the voice got a reaction, so he hadn't totally lost his touch. Amy sat, but not on the stool he indicated, she sat on the stool that was against the wall.

Severus glared at Amy, but she didn't seem to notice as she was examining the rings on her right hand. Severus got up from his desk and walked to the row in front of Amy. He sat on the table, so he was above her, and glared at her some more. "Would you mind telling me what you over heard?" He asked.

"Congratulations." Amy said, not looking up.

"Congratulations?" Severus echoed, sounding puzzled.

"Isn't that what one says when one learns that one is a father?" She asked.

"You know about me and Harry?" Severus said, sounding genuinely shocked.

"I do now!" Amy said brightly, looking at the ring on her right pinkie that signified she belonged in the library.

Severus muttered something that sounded like a jumble of curses in different languages.

Amy laughed. "Harry and Hermione were talking about Harry's dad, Severus, and a greasy git, and you could tell that they were referring to the same person. It wasn't that hard to figure out." Amy looked at her ring, the flower's center was flashing pink, and the metal was warm. She was being summoned. "I'm needed."

Severus ignored the girl, he had to come up with a way to punish Harry. Or maybe not, as he hadn't been told not to talk about it. Oh well, Harry was going to learn the importance of silencing charms.

"Excuse me sir, but the phrase 'I'm needed, is your key to undo the charms on your door, and let me return to the library.

"Now why would I let you leave?" Severus asked, smirking at her. "Maybe I need a few fingers for a rare potion."

Amy rolled her eyes. "Please let me leave, I'm needed. Her ring was now glowing red and getting hotter. To her dismay, it wouldn't come off.

"No." Severus said. "You can break the charms, you can leave." He smirked at her and returned to his desk and resumed his lesson planning.

Amy glared back at him, and pulled out a bottle of pain killers and another bottle of water; she was getting a headache. She shook three of them out into her hand and downed them with a gulp of water. The pain in her head was reduced to a dull ache, and the pain in her finger from the ring was lessened greatly. She'd have to thank Madam Pomfrey for giving her these pain killers, they actually worked.

Severus looked up at Amy when he heard the noise of the pills rattling. He watched in almost horror as she downed a few. Severus' eyes widened. What if she was suicidal? If he was trapped in a room with himself, he just might kill himself. "What did you just take?" He snapped from his desk.

Amy opened one eye, her head was starting to hurt again. "Does it matter?" She said softly.

"Yes it matters." Severus said quietly, getting up and moving over to Amy, the greasy git disappearing for some reason.

"Pain pills." Amy said, closing her eyes and leaning on the cold stone wall. The stupid pills weren't working.

"Why?" Severus asked, hoping that she hadn't taken too many. After all, having a person die in his classroom wasn't good.

"Headache." Amy said softly, trying not to move much.

"How many?" He asked, noticing that she appeared to be in pain.

"Three." Amy said so softly that he could barely hear her.

"Are they helping?" Severus asked. Severus doubted that they were.

"Yes." Amy said.

Severus snorted. "I can hardly believe that.

"They are. I'm lucky I took the pills when I did, or removing my brain with a fork would hurt less." Amy said sarcastically.

"Could I see the pills?" Severus asked, he needed to know what she had taken.

Amy thought for a moment. She slowly reached into the pocket on her robes and pulled out the bottle of pills.

Severus took the bottle from her hands and examined them magically. God, these were strong, one would work for his headaches, he guessed. If they were this strong, and she was still in pain, that he to be one hell of a head ache she had.

"Oh God, I'm gonna—" Amy said, swaying one the stool just before she passed out. Thankfully, Severus was able to catch her before she hit the floor and did more damage to herself.

"Where first? Hospital wing or library to notify Madam Pince?" Severus muttered. He decided on the hospital wing and to save time, and not to make Amy hurt anymore by moving her, he carried Amy to the hospital wing instead of conjuring a stretcher.

"I'm fine! I just tripped." Harry said to the nurse who was dragging him to the hospital wing.

"Tripped, and then fell down an entire flight of stone stairs and ended up on the floor looking at me and the you said, 'Who're you?" Madam Pomfrey said, not listening to Harry's protests.

"Fine." Harry said, finally admitting defeat as they had reached the Hospital Wing.

"You. First bed. And you, keep him in the bed." Madam Pomfrey said pointing at Harry, then a bed, and then Hermione.

Harry nodded and Hermione glared at Harry. She sat on the next bed over and started looking through one of the books.

A few minutes later, Severus came rushing in with a limp figure dressed in dark purple robes. Harry looked up and said, "Severus?"

Hermione looked up and gasped.

"Professor? What happened to Amy?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Nothing much. She just over heard a conversation in the library and informed about it, got a headache, took a few pills and either the pills knocked her out, or she passed out from the pain." Severus said, glaring at Hermione to let her know exactly which conversation she had overheard.

Hermione gasped when she realized what conversation he was talking about.

"Yes, that conversation." Severus said dryly.

"Severus, I assume that you have a reason for being here?"

"Yes Poppy. Amy came down to discuss a potion with me, and she got a headache. She took three of these, and the she passed out. From the pills or the pain, I'm not sure." Severus said, holding the bottle out to the nurse.

"The pills wouldn't have done that. It's part of the spell I put on them. The same spell is the one that aurors get on their pain pills. Dulls the pain, but leaves you alert." Poppy said while examining Amy.

"Oh." Severus said.

"Did you say that she took three?" Poppy asked.

"That's what she said." Severus replied.

Amy started tossing and mumbling. Severus looked at Poppy.

"Her headaches are worse than mine. I didn't think that was possible.

"Neither did I." Poppy replied. "Hermione, come over here."

Hermione set the book down and hurried over.

"She's going to wake soon, and if she thrashed around too much, she could hurt herself. Would you mind holding her so she can't move around too much?" Poppy said quickly.

"Sure, I don't mind." Hermione said,

"Good then. Sit up here beside her." Poppy said, patting the bed next to Amy.

"Poppy, if she's moving around now, won't that get worse when she wakes up?" Severus asked.

"Oh God. It could." Poppy said.

Severus and Poppy moved Amy so Hermione was supporting her upper body.

Poppy talked with Severus for a moment before he hurried off to a cabinet. "Hermione, change of plans. We're going to take the influence of the pain pills off of her and try a potion. Could you hold her tightly so she doesn't thrash around and hurt herself?" Poppy asked.

Hermione nodded and tightened her grip. After a few minutes, Severus came back with a vial of a potion that was actually a mix of purple and green.

"Hermione hold her tight." Poppy ordered before pointing her wand at Amy's abdomen and was muttering a complex spell.

Severus was holding the vial and watching Amy for any change. Suddenly, Amy tensed, and she started whimpering. "Amy? Are you okay?" Hermione whispered at her.

"Head....hurts." Amy said softly.

"Amy? I need you to drink this. Can you?" Severus asked softly.

"Yes." Amy managed to say through the haze of pain that surrounded her. The next thing she knew was that there was a vial being pressed against her lips, and Hermione was telling her to drink it, it would help.

Amy did so, and the pain cleared, and she opened her eyes a little. He saw Severus and glared at him. "I told you I had to leave." She said.

"And where, pray tell, were you going to go?" Severus asked.

"Library, Madam Pince was summoning me." Amy said, holding up the hand with the ring on it.

Severus' eyes widened. "Where did you get that ring?" He asked, pointing to the silver band.

"This one?" Amy asked, twisting it around on her finger, but as usual it wouldn't come off.

Severus nodded, and Hermione looked over her shoulder.

"Can you get it off?" Hermione asked. Amy jumped, she hadn't realized that she had been leaning on Hermione.

"No, and why I am leaning on Hermione?" Amy said, and she moved so she was sitting on her own.

Severus laughed. "She was suppoused to keep you from thrashing around and hurting yourself when Poppy took the influence of the pain pills off of you."

"Okay. Thanks...I guess." Amy looked around. "Could someone please help me get to my room?" Amy asked.

"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to leave Miss Heller." Poppy said.

"Harry did." Amy said.

"Which way did he go?" Poppy asked.

He went through a door concealed behind a tapestry across the hall. "He looked like he was headed for the dungeons." Amy said.

"He can't have gotten far. You stay here, and I'll be right back with my other patient." Poppy said before hurrying off.

"Yes, ma'am." Amy said, before waiting until she couldn't hear Poppy anymore. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. "And that would be my cue to leave." She said as she walked slowly away.

"Amy, wait a second." Hermione said. She picked up her wand and hurried off after Amy.

"You coming Professor?" Amy asked.

"Of course, Poppy's wrath is awful." Severus replied.

"Well, let's go then. Amy said walking slowly out of the ward. The tapestry across the hall swung open and Harry stepped out and beckoned at them. "Severus carry Amy, we can escape faster." Harry said, and Amy glared at him.

"I can walk fine." She said.

"Okay." Severus replied, picking Amy up and carrying her into the hall that was concealed by the ward. (A/N: mmmm. Being carried by Professor Snape. (visions of Alan Rickman as Snape carrying... nevermind, no need to make you think I'm crazy.)

"This is embarrassing." Amy said to everyone's amusement.

"It could be worse Amy." Hermione pointed out, thinking of the last time she had been carried somewhere.

"Really?" Amy said in disbelief.

"Yeah, It could be the school year." Harry said,

"I hate to point this out, but I almost never carry students anywhere. And I only do so when it is absolutely necessary." Severus said.

"But I'm not a student." Amy pointed out. "I'm a junior librarian. I've never learned any magic before, in fact I only learned that I'm a witch last Sunday." Amy said,

"You mean you don't know any magic?" Harry asked incredulously.

"I know some library related spells, and Dumbledore is going to find me a tutor, so I can at least get caught up with my age group." Amy said.

"But that would take years." Harry said.

"No, because I won't have to do all of the essays, and I will have one-on-one teaching, so it will be a little more easier for me. Not to mention that I have a lot of power, and that's more than the average first year, and I've been reading a set of first year books, and there was more that Dumbledore told me, but I forgot." Amy informed them.

"We're nearly at the end of the passage way. It comes out near the library. Amy can you walk on your own?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I could before too." Amy said. "So the so-called evil-greasy-git-bastard-and-whatever-else you call him, can put me down."

"Fine. And when you fall over because you cannot walk, don't come crying to me." Severus said, setting Amy down.

The world spun for a moment, but Amy just blinked. "I wasn't planning on it. I'm a Speaker, so I have help wherever I turn." Amy smirked at Severus before wobbling off.

"Harry?" Severus asked.

"What?" Harry replied.

(A/N: You've got the WORD!!!) "What were you thinking when you befriended that girl?" Severus asked.

"He didn't." Amy said. "I was the one who befriended him. Don't worry though. I'm pretty sure that Draco doesn't like me that much." Amy said.

"Why would that be?" Severus asked.

"I don't think that you need to be privy to that information." Amy said, walking off as quickly as she could manage.

"I think I do, as I have adopted him, and he is my godson." Severus replied.

"I think you don't need to know everything that Draco does." Amy replied fiercely. "Children need to have secrets. If he wants you to know, he will tell you, and if he doesn't, he won't tell you." Amy said, and smirked at him, and as they had reached the library, she added. "Now if you don't mind, I am going to my room, after explaining to Madam Pince, why I was unable to answer her summons."

"Good. I am looking forward to that." Madam Pince said. "So tell me, I summoned you and hour ago, why were you not here then?"

"I was in the potions classroom discussing a potion with Professor Snape when I received the summons. When I made to leave, I got one of my headaches, and I took a few pain pills, but they didn't work, so I ended up in the hospital wing unconscious. I only just managed to escape now." Amy said.

"This is true?" Madam Pince asked Severus.

"Yes, Vivian, it's true." Severus said.

"Amy you are excused from any duties you might have for the rest of the day." Madam Pince said.

"Thank you Ma'am. May Hermione come to my room and look at my books?" Amy asked nervously.

"Like I said. You are excused. Answer a steady green summons though." Madam Pince added before turning back to the book she was repairing.

"Thank you again ma'am." Amy said before dragging Hermione off to the restricted section.

"Amy! Why are we going back here!" Hermione hissed at her; Amy was stronger than she looked.

Amy grinned, although there was a shadow of pain in her eyes "We're going to my room."

"Do you er.... Live in the restricted section?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

"Hermione! Ron's rubbing off on you, and no I live off of the restricted section. Amy was counting torches off. "ten....eleven....twelve....thirteen....Let's see, the 14 down and seven over...Murlough the mad Vampaneze."

Hermione raised an eyebrow and laughed as the wall opened up to a hall way. "Darren Shan?"

"How'd you know?" Amy asked.

"They're very popular." Hermione replied.

"Can you get this one?" Amy asked. "Roach to Briar Moss." With Amy's words, a door appeared in the wall and Amy opened it.

Amy followed Hermione into her room. Amy smiled; it was like coming home. There was her bed, really, just a mattress on the floor, but she liked that. The familiar Jolly Roger over the bed, across the room was the skull and crossbones that Rolo had drawn, and given to her. There was an old fashioned dressing table with a mirror attached to it, and a matching dresser.

Scattered around the room, on almost every surface, were books. Amy smiled as she looked around. "Okay, I have a whole load of muggle books, and I heard about your parents, and thought that they might like to borrow some, if they don't have any of their own, or don't have what they might want to read. I've got mostly fantasy, but I might have something they would like."

"I'll pass that on to them. I'm not sure if they'll take you up on that because they might be too busy, and I'm not even sure if they want to stay here." Hermione said.

"Okay." Amy picked up the remote bad turned her stereo on.

"Why does that work?" Hermione asked.

"It works because the muggle studies Professor, Dumbledore, and I all got together and charmed it to work." Amy said. "I'm not sure how it works though."

"That's good. I'll have to talk to my Mum and Dad about that, if they stay, they might want to do it." Hermione said, sitting cross-legged on the end of Amy's bed.

"I'm sorry about your house. One of the portraits told me." Amy said.

"You've heard. Well Dumbledore had the elves getting our things as soon as I was out of there, and they managed to get nearly everything. I think that all they left was the clothes I had out grown, and a few things in the attic and basement." Hermione said. "It was in the prophet too, they're calling it a Death Eater attack, which is good, I suppose, but..." Hermione trailed off.

"But you wish that it wasn't your house?" Amy asked.

Hermione nodded.

"Do you want to hang out here for a bit?" Amy asked. "To tell you the truth, I get pretty lonely.

"I don't mind if you let me read some of your books." Hermione said, eyeing the hundreds of books scattered around the room.

"Sure, but most of them are fantasy or little-kiddish." Amy warned her.

"I don't mind. A muggle's point of view is always interesting." Hermione said.

"Okay. You don't mind the radio on, do you?" Amy asked.

"No, not at all, as long as it isn't too loud." Hermione said.

"Thanks, I like to listen to it when I write." Amy said, sitting down to write. After a bit Hermione chose a book (The Princess and the Goblin, by George MacDonald) that looked promising.

After an hour or so, there was a knock on the door. Without looking up she called, "Come in!"

Dumbledore and Harry Potter walked in.

"Hello Professor; Harry." Amy said, finishing the sentence and putting the notebook away.

"Hello Miss Heller. I trust you are feeling better?" He asked.

"Yes, I am. Thank you for asking professor. I decided that after escaping the hospital wing that I should lay low, in case Madam Pomfrey is out looking for escaped patients." Amy said.

"Wise decision, Since Poppy will have your head." Albus said, laughing a little.

"So I better stay here for a bit then." Amy said, looking around her room.

"Mr. Potter wanted to know if you would be able to snake sit for him since you are a speaker, and I have found a tutor for you." Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling.

"Thank you sir." Amy said.

"It's nothing. We've drawn up a schedule for you. That is in agreement with Madam Pince." Dumbledore said, and handed her a sheet of parchment.

Amy took it and quickly skimmed it. "Thank you, sir, this is very kind of you to take time for finding me a tutor."

"Nonsense, my father's Mother's sister was one of your direct ancestors, so we are family, somewhat distantly." Albus said. "Cousins a few times removed. I believe."

"Oh well, it nice to know that I've got family here." Amy said.

"Yes, I suppose that is nice to know." Dumbledore said before bidding them goodbye.

"Well, that was interesting." Hermione said after Dumbledore had left.

"What was Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Just that Amy has what looks like Hufflepuff's ring on her finger and she is apparently related to Dumbledore." Hermione said, eyeing Amy warily.

"What!" Harry said, walking over to Amy. "Which ring?" He asked.

Amy held up her left hand, the sliver band glinting in the light. "This one." Amy's said, tapping it with her finger. Hermione got closer, and looked at Amy's fingers.

"Can you take it off?" Harry asked.

"No, I can't take any of the rings off. Only madam Pince or Dumbledore can take this one off, and the rest I have never been ale to remove." She said, holding out both of her hands. "You two are welcome to try."

Harry grinned and waited for Hermione to finish trying to get the rings off, and After she finished with no luck, she let Harry try. Harry made the most progress with the band that had flower going around it. Hermione looked at it closely, and found what she was looking for.

"You have Rowena Ravenclaw's ring on your finger. As well as Helga Hufflepuff's. Not to add that the other two closely resemble Gryffindor and Slytherin."

"Hermione?" Amy said. "You're starting to scare me."

"Amy Heller, you have the four rings of the founder's on your fingers. Do you know what this means?"

Amy and Harry both shook their heads.

"Honestly. It means that somehow Amy has the blood of all four founders in her blood, and Harry has some of Ravenclaw's blood." Hermione said.

"Oh. How wonderful." Amy said.

"Hermione? Are you sure?" Harry asked.

"Yes Harry, Amy let the ring loose and Harry try harder to get it off of her finger." Hermione ordered them.

"Yes Mother." Amy said sarcastically.

Hermione rolled her eyes and Harry and Amy followed her directions. After a bit, the ring slid smoothly off of her finger and Harry looked at it, and slipped it onto his hand. It glowed blue. Harry looked at Hermione. "Wow."

"May I have my ring back? It feels weird without it."

"Sure, I'm not much of a ring person anyway." Harry said tugging the ring off. Harry blushed, and said, "I'm afraid it won't come off."

Amy rolled her eyes and pulled it off Harry's finger. She put it on hers and watched as it glowed blue. She looked at Harry and grinned. "Well, we have at least one common ancestor."

"That's interesting." Harry said.

"I just seem to be finding family today." Amy said.

"Yeah." Harry agreed.

Hermione looked at the two of them. "Um, it's nearly dinner time."

"Oh, let's go then." Amy said.

"Well, first I have to see what my parents are doing." Hermione said.

"Oh, I suppose you do." Amy said.

"Do you mind if Amy and I come along?" Harry asked.

"No, not at all. I think they'd like to meet Amy." Hermione asked.

Amy grinned. "Thanks for letting me come with you. Harry? What did Dumbledore say to gain access to my room?"

"Oh, he said something like 'Open in the name of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.', and the door appeared." Harry said.

"So you have absolutely no idea of what my password is?" Amy asked.

"Nope, and I'm not even too sure where it is. Let's go." Harry said, opening the door and leaving the room.

Amy glanced at Hermione and she shrugged. Amy and Hermione hurried to catch up with Harry. "Why're you at the end of such a long hall?" Harry asked.

"I'm less likely to be found y students, since I'm not an official student." Amy said.

"That makes some sense." Harry replied. "Now Hermione, where are your parents staying?"

"Near Gryffindor tower." Hermione said.

"Oh, we need to turn here then." Amy said, pointing down a hall adorned with loins.

They turned down the hall and Hermione gasped, There was a portrait of a young man who had red hair, that resembled a loin's mane. He was Godric Gryffindor.

"Hello." He greeted them. "Isn't it a little early for students to be wandering the halls?"

"Yes it is sir." Amy said, unconsciously curtseying a little.

"I am here because my house has been attacked by Death Eaters and Dumbledore has offered my family sanctuary here." Hermione said, also curtseying.

"I am sorry for that young witch. It puzzles me how you have reached this part of the castle. Only those with blood of the founders may trod this part of the castle." Gryffindor said.

Amy stepped forward and held up her hands. Gryffindor looked at the rings on them.

"Oh my. Blood of all four. You are a very special person. I can see Rowena in your eyes, Helga in you tolerance of people, Salazar is the scoundrel in you, and you have courage, that would be from me. And you, Harry, you shall find Rowena's ring, you shall need it soon. It will help you through your change."

Harry stared at him.

"Sometimes Dumbledore comes down here, the headmaster is allowed here. Do you think that I've over done it with the lions?" He asked.

"Not at all, you should see what Slytherin's done with the chamber of secrets." Harry muttered.

"Never been down there." Godric said promptly.

"Amy? Where does this hall take us?" Hermione asked.

"It takes you to the portrait of my daughter, commonly referred to as the Fat Lady."

"Thank you for that information, Gryffindor. If you could excuse us, we have to meet Hermione's parents, and we are a little late." Amy said respectfully.

"Of course my young Gryffindor's, I did not mean to keep you. Good bye, and may we meet again."

Hermione, Amy and Harry all bid the founder good bye and they hurried along the hall. After a few minutes they reached another hall, and this was the one that the fat lady resided in.

Hermione stopped them by a statue of a familiar looking old man and pulled a gold chain out from under her roes. At the end of the chain was a delicate looking key. She unlocked the door and motioned the other's in ahead of her.

"Hermione?" A slightly balding man whose hair was the color of Hermione's came out of a door. "Good. You Mum and I were just discussing what we were going to do. Dumbledore's offered to let us stay here, if we were willing to help out here when we could. We don't really want to go back into the muggle world and risk getting attacked again." Marcus said.

"I'd like it if you were here, because I'd know that you were safe." Hermione said. "You already know Harry, so let me introduce Amy. She works in the library." Hermione said.

"Hi. I'm Marcus, and my wife Linda is making sandwiches for dinner." Marcus said, extending a hand to Amy.

Amy took the hand and shook it. "I'm pleased to meet you Mr. Granger."

"Please, call me Marcus, Mr. Granger makes me fell old, the same goes for my wife. Would you two like to stay for dinner." Marcus asked.

"I wouldn't mind." Amy said.

"I'd love to. I have to ask Severus first though." Harry said.

"Okay. Then, We have a fireplace, that might save you some walking." Linda said, not sure about how he would use it.

"Thanks." Harry said. "Where is the fireplace?"

"It's in the sitting room. Hermione could you show him where it is?" Linda said.

"Of course Mum." Hermione said loudly, so Linda could hear her. "Its through here, Harry." Hermione said, walking down the hall and turning in to a room that had a number of comfortable looking chairs. On the mantle was a jar of floo powder. Harry took a pinch and threw it in the flames, and they turned green and Harry said, 'Severus Snape's office' and stuck his head in.

Harry saw an empty classroom. He tried the classroom, and finally tried the private quarters. There he was. "Severus!"

Severus looked up and saw Harry's head in the fire. "Yes?"

"Could I have dinner at the Granger's?" Harry asked.

"Sure, but be here by seven." Severus said.

"Eight?" Harry asked pleading.

"Fine. Three hours from now, be here." Severus said.

"Okay." Harry said before pulling his head out of the fire and leaving Severus to his reading.

"Can you?" Hermione asked Harry.

"Yeah, but I have to be back by eight." Harry said.

"Well, that gives us plenty of time." Hermione said.

"How many for dinner Marcus?" Linda asked from the kitchen.

"I think five." Marcus replied.

Amy looked at her ring suddenly. It was glowing green. "Actually, four, I've got to go." She said getting up.

"Amy! Could you please stay?" Hermione asked.

"I can't Madam Pince is summoning me and it's green, I've got to go." Amy said, sounding panicked.

"Okay, go then." Hermione said.

"I'm sorry Hermione, maybe another time." Amy said.

"I know." Hermione replied.

"See you later." Amy said.

"Yeah, Later." Harry replied.

"Bye." Hermione said, and Amy left, and Hurried to the Library, to find Draco there. (A/N: I'm truly sorry if you feel that this chapter is focusing on Amy, I am trying to get it back to Harry, it's just not working.)

"Hello Amy." Draco said, smiling at her.

"Hi Draco. What do you want?"

"To say I'm sorry." Draco said, sitting at a nearby table.

"What are you sorry for?" Amy asked.

"I'm not sure. Severus came and talked to me about you, and said that you didn't like me, and I had better shape up because I wasn't Lucius' son anymore."

"I'm mad at you because of how you looked at me." Amy said.

"How did I look at you?" Draco asked sounding confused.

"You looked at me like I was a thing that should submit to your wishes, and just sit there prettily." Amy said, glaring at him.

"I'm sorry, if I made you feel that way." Draco said, sounding genuinely sorry.

"Okay. Do you want your necklace back?" Amy asked.

"That would be nice." Draco said. "How'd you get it?"

Amy snapped her fingers and it appeared in the table in front of Draco. "The clasp wasn't very good, and the chain was nearly broken in two places. I repaired both of those things."

"Thanks." Draco said. "Now I won't lose it again." He said, looking at Amy,

"You're doing it again." Amy said.

"Doing what?" Draco asked.

"You're looking at me like I'm lower than you." Amy said.

"Oh, I didn't mean to." Draco said.

"That's okay then." Amy said, then she caught sight of a ring on Draco's finger that matched one of hers. "So. You're a sixth year right?"

"Yeah, what year are you in?" Draco asked.

"I'm not, I'm a junior librarian assistant." Amy said.

"Interesting." Draco said.

Amy caught sight of Madam Pince, who was watching them with her hawk-like eyes. Amy looked at her and wiggled her ring. Madam Pince nodded and pressed a thumb to her ring and Amy felt a gentle burning on her finger.

"Draco, I've got to go. Maybe we'll talk later?" Amy asked, getting up.

"Later." Draco said, watching Amy walk away. She couldn't spend too much time in the library, she had to leave to get to her rooms, and when she did, Draco would follow her.

"I take it you don't like him very much?" Madam Pince said.

"No not really, it's that he thinks that he's better than everyone else. Just because he may come from a rich family doesn't mean that he's better than all of us." Amy pointed out.

"That's true. I'll have some food sent to your room, Dumbledore expanded it a little, you have a sitting room, so you don't have to keep guests on you bedroom." Madam Pince said.

"Thanks. Was that your idea?" Amy asked.

"Yes, when you asked if Hermione could go with you, and I realized that she's primarily friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. I decided that it was best for you to have a small sitting room, so they wouldn't have to be in your bedroom, mainly because there is only the one chair and your bed to sit on."

"I understand Madam Pince." Amy said smiling.

"You also have a fireplace, connected to the private Hogwarts floo network. I decided that in private, you may call me by my first name; Vivian." The old librarian said, smiling.

"Thank you Vivian." Amy said.

"Your welcome, now go to your room, and I'll watch Draco get more and more confused when you don't leave the library." Vivian said, laughing a little.

"Okay." Amy said, and she headed for the wall that let her into the hall that her room was in.

When Amy got to her room, she entered a sitting room, and there were two doors off of it. One led to her bedroom, and the other led to her bathroom. She nodded and lit a fire using magic, and curled up on the couch in front of it and she summoned the book she was reading from her room.

Harry and Hermione were finishing their sandwiches. "Harry, go you want to play a board game?"

Harry looked a little nervous. "How do you play?" Harry asked.

"It depends on the game." Hermione said, realizing that Harry probably hadn't ever played a game before.

"Harry? Have you ever played before?" Hermione asked.

"No." Harry said, looking down at the floor.

"Well, come on. We can play Monopoly, and we can play in teams­." Hermione said, walking to a cabinet that had all sorts of board games in it. She pulled Monopoly out and set it up for two people to play. The Granger's and Harry passed the time away playing Monopoly, until Harry noticed that he had ten minutes to get to the dungeons.

"I really hate to go, but I have to get to the dungeons in ten minutes." Harry said.

"Oh, you should go. You don't want to make Professor Snape angry." Hermione said.

"Yeah, an angry Snape whose in charge of me." Harry muttered. "Scary."

"Now Hermione, I met Professor Snape at lunch today, and he's a very pleasant man." Linda said.

"Mum?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, dear?"

"Have you gone insane?" Hermione asked.

The others laughed and Harry bid them good-bye and he walked to the door. "Thanks for having me over for dinner."

"It was nothing, Harry." Linda said.

"Well, just wait until Ron finds out that his girlfriends parents are staying at Hogwarts and are right by the common room." Harry said, and watched as Marcus and Linda laughed and Hermione blanched, but then she started laughing. Harry left and hurried down the corridor towards the dungeons.

Draco was falling asleep waiting for Amy. Was she avoiding him? Apparently. He decided to ask Madam Pince about her. Apparently she was in her rooms. He had been sent to the dungeons, with a note to give to Severus.

He saw Professor McGonagall in the halls and instinctively avoided her.

"Mr. Malfoy, shouldn't you be in Severus' quarters now?" She asked.

"That's where I was going Professor." Draco said.

"Well, I'll just walk with you, I have something that I need to discuss with him." Minerva said, wondering what Draco had been doing wandering aimlessly around the castle.

"Okay." Draco said quietly and followed Professor McGonagall.

At the Burrow

"Arthur, you're home. Why did they call you in so early?" Molly Weasley asked her husband, who had just arrived.

"Death Eater attack. Get the children." Arthur said.

"All of them?" Molly asked.

"Yes, all of them." Arthur said.

"Are we safe?" Molly asked her husband worriedly.

"Yes we're fine, we've been putting power into out wards for years." Arthur said, smiling weakly at his wife. "Just get the kids."

"Yes dear." Molly said, and hurried off to get the kids, but not before setting a bowl of stew in front of her husband and ordering him to eat. Arthur began to eat, and Molly climbed the stairs, telling her children to go downstairs.

"Okay. Today I was called to work because the Death Eaters attacked a muggle home. Thankfully there was a witch there who understood what was happening immediately and sent the muggles to Hogwarts by portkey. The muggles are going to be staying at Hogwarts for a while." Arthur said, and he paused for breath.

"Dad, why are you telling us this?" Ginny asked.

"It was Hermione's home that they attacked." Arthur said.

Ron gasped. "Is she alright?"

"Hermione's fine, she actually fought the Death Eaters and now she had a hearing for use of underage magic."

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Because instead of letting the ministry or Hogwarts deal with them, she fought them off herself and amazingly she triumphed over them. but, just because that she made it out okay, doesn't mean that the rest of you can go out and fight Death Eaters. In fact it means the opposite. You are going to be confined to the house and the yard for the rest of the summer. Only because we don't want you to get hurt." Arthur said tiredly.

"Me and Fred could strengthen the wards." George volunteered.

"That would be wonderful. You can help your mother do that." Arthur said.

"I'll help too." Charlie said, he was home for a short vacation.

"Thank you." Arthur said.

"Are you finished dear?" Molly asked.

"Yes." Arthur said, spooning some more stew into his mouth.

"Your father's had a long day, now all of you go back to you rooms." Molly said, shooing them out of the kitchen.

Hogwarts

Remus Lupin sat at his desk, staring at the candle. There was something about Amy that was bugging him, he just couldn't place it. Oh well, he should be able to figure it out later, as he had volunteered to tutor her. Along with Harry, who had practically demanded that he teach her, when he had found out the he was defenseless.

It was rather funny. Dumbledore had been telling him about Amy, how they were distant cousins, and she needed a tutor, because she didn't know much. Harry had come bursting into the office, and was demanding to know why Amy didn't know anything.

Remus had got a set of first year books and thought that they could probably cover them in about a month if they worked hard at it. Amy was going to have to work hard if she wanted to join her age group. Lovely.

Next Morning.

Harry was worried.

"I'm sure that she'll be here any moment Harry." Remus said.

"Remus, you said that ten minutes ago." Harry, said. "C'mon, we're going to check on her." Harry said, striding out of the room. Remus sighed and followed him. A moment later they reached the part of the castle that they lived in.

"Harry, I've never been in here before, are you sure you're headed in the right direction?" Remus asked, looking around uneasily. "This place is giving me the creeps."

Harry ignored Remus and he instinctively turned down a corridor, and then another. He turned another corner and he found himself in the large hall that had only one portrait that was flanked by two statues of eagles. Harry stopped and stood in front of the portrait.

"Harry...' Remus said, but he was cut off by the portrait.

"My blood is strong in you child. Yet you wear no ring? Why is this? Do you refuse to acknowledge your ancestors?" Rowena Ravenclaw asked.

"No Ravenclaw, I must hide my ancestry." Harry said, looking down at the floor.

"No more shall you do so, my child. Put your right hind on my frame. Right there." Rowena indicated a place.

"Harry set his hand on the frame and Rowena gently pulled his hand into the portrait. Harry stared at fist, he could still feel his hand, but it felt, different. He watched as Rowena held his hand and muttered over it in a strange language.

After a bit, a ring appeared on Harry's finger and glowed a brilliant blue. Rowena smiled and released Harry's hand. Harry stared at the ring in wonder.

"Remus Lupin, you will speak of the event you just witnessed to only those who have witnessed it. By order of Rowena Ravenclaw, founder of Hogwarts, you will speak to none about my newest heir." Rowena said, looking directly at Remus.

"Yes Lady." Remus said, still in a state of shock.

Harry and Remus bid Rowena good-bye and Harry somehow knew the way to Amy's room. When he reached the place it was he put a hand on the wall, and said, "Open in the name of the heir of Ravenclaw." And a door appeared in the wall. Harry knocked on the door.

After a few moments, Amy opened the door. "Hello Amy, did we wake you up?" Harry said gently.

Amy nodded and let them in. Harry noticed that he was in a sitting room, instead of a bedroom. There was a blanket on the sofa, and an empty mug of hot chocolate on the floor next to the sofa. "Well, you do realize that your first lesson started," Harry checked his watch. "Half an hour ago."

Amy gasped. "Oh no. I must have fallen asleep on the couch."

"It's okay. I'm your tutor, and it's okay that you're a little late. As long as it's only today. Now, why don't you shower, change clothes, and we can have your lesson in here." Remus said kindly.

"That would be wonderful." Amy said, and hurried into her room, and got a fresh set of clothes, and she hurried into the bathroom. A moment later they heard water running.

"Would you like to play a card game?" Remus asked Harry.

"That would be fun. What game?" Harry asked.

"Why not king's corners?" Remus said, pulling a deck of cards from and inner pocket in his robes.

"Okay then." Remus said, and started shuffling the cards.

"Hi. I'm done now." Amy said, poking her head out of the bathroom.

"Good then." Remus said, and he put the cards away. "Now, have you read anything in your books?"

"Yes. I've read the first three chapters in all of them." Amy said.

"Okay then. Now, what do you know?" Harry asked.

"I know some spell to keep books from getting wet, I learned the summoning charm, and I was working on banishing things yesterday before I fell asleep. Also I can start and extinguish a fire magically." Amy said.

"Okay then. Why don't you do that?" Remus asked. "You can put out the fire you have going now, and start a new one."

"Okay." Amy said, and she picked up the wand from the table. She concentrated and the fire went out and then she did something, and the ashes disappeared, and a few seconds later, they were replaced with a fire that looked like it had been burning for hours.

"That was very good." Harry said.

"Yes, it was. Do you know anything in transfiguration?" Remus asked.

"Sort of." Amy replied.

And the lesson went on for the next few hours, the it was time for lunch. After that she worked in the library, and did some potions, and after dinner, she would be doing any essays that she might have, or just exploring the castle. In this fashion, Amy passed her days until the beginning of the school year.

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sparkling silver angel wings: So sorry, but you'll have to wait for a few chapters to see James' reaction. Dumbledore will suffer, I'm not sure when though. Maybe when Harry never comes back... I've said too much. hehe...

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Okay, again sorry about the long wait. Tell me how you feel. Do you think I'm an idiot? That this story is in need of serious help? That I should shut up? okay. I'll shut up..