Angelically-tainted- Thanks for the advice. I know that the chapters are short and they will be for a while, but I will try to update often.
Chapter 2: Dumbledore's Office
We raced through the halls, the others silent. They seemed to understand that what I had to say was for Dumbledore's ears first.
We finally got to his office, and we started trying to guess the password, "Berty Botts Every Flavor Beans" said Ron, to no avail. "Gum drops?" said Harry, still the gargoyles refuse to move. "Hershey's Kisses?" I asked, having spent the summer in America with my older cousin Kristi. Surprisingly it worked.
"Wow," I said, "guess Dumbledore's been to the states." We raced up the stairs, even though they were moving, and bumped into the door at the top.
I knocked and a voice said, "Come in." I opened the door and rushed inside. Dumbledore sat at his desk, fingers molted and papers scattered across the desk.
"Dumbledore, sir, there are death-eaters in Diagon Alley." I said, almost out of breath.
He raised his eyebrows at that an stood quickly, "How do you know this, Kathy?"
"I was just there." I said
He raised his eyebrow once more, moving towards his fireplace as he asked, then how did you come to be here?"
I blushed and said, "I was daydreaming and didn't notice when all of the other people hid in the shops, I was only saved because a young death-eater pulled me into an alley and hid me while the others passed."
He looked perplexed as to why a death-eater would save a "muggle-lover" as myself, and wasn't going to let it go, "Yes, but how did you get here?" he asked pointing to the floor.
"After the death-eaters had passed he flooed me back to Gryffindor common room." I said it in a rush, hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't ask whom it was who had saved me. How could I condemn the very person who had saved me?
Dumbledore just looked at me, then I remembered that he could read minds and the word shit screamed through my head, but I didn't let it show on my face. He turned to the fire and took a pinch of floo powder from the pot on top, threw it in and said, "12 Grimmauld Place." He stuck his head in and we could not hear what he was saying, but we could guess. He was alerting the order to the activity at Diagon Alley.
He came back out of the fire and looked at me. "Kathy, I need you to go back home, I know you don't want to, but if you don't it will alert your mother to your savior's blunder. I think it may have been an attempt on your life, but that is the reason you need to go back." He looked worried, which was strange given that he was the great Dumbledore. He turned to a cabinet beside the fireplace and opened its doors. While he was doing so I wondered why I hadn't thought about my mother trying to kill me. Maybe because she was my mother, the woman who had told me not to be frightened of the monsters in the closet, and held me while I cried and told me that my nightmares couldn't hurt me. I knew that my mother hated me now or at least that she pretended to, how could someone who had been so loving hate me now? I could feel the tears welling up inside, and had to fight them back.
Just as the tears were about to fall Dumbledore turned around with a amulet in his hand, he never even looked at me when he said, "You four go back to the Gryffindor tower, I want to speak with Kathy alone." After they had left he looked sadly at me and opened his arms.
Normally I would never have shown such emotion in front of anyone, especially a teacher, but Dumbledore always seemed to be the exception from all the rules. I walked into his arms and let the tears fall, sobbing silently, well as silently as I could manage. He just hugged me the way a loving grandfather would.
When I finally pulled back he smiled that Dumbledore smile and said, "The dark side twists even the best people. I believe your mother loves you still; she just won't let herself remember. You must understand she has to do whatever Voldemort wants, or she's dead. She doesn't believe you're a failure, she fears that you being good will get you killed. She may have only sent you today because she was told to." His eyes implored me to believe him, and I wanted to, but.
"But then again she could have sent me because she knew that they'd be there and she's tired of dealing with the constant fear of losing me and wants to get it over with, or maybe she just doesn't love me any more. Maybe she hates me for not being in Slytherlin like her, maybe I remind her of my father." He went to say something, and normally I would have shut my mouth and listened, but not today. "I have had six years to think about this, and I know what the many choices are for me to believe. But it hurts less to think that she stopped loving me, than to think that she loves me and still does the things she does."
Dumbledore nodded, letting me know that he understood. He held up his hand, and the amulet in it. "It's tiger's eye," he said, "It will keep you safe from all harm, both from those you love, and those you don't." He handed it to me, and then walked over to another cabinet and pulled out a bag of eye of newt, he turned back to me with his normal twinkling eyes and said, "I do believe this is what she sent you to get." He walked over to me handed it to me and I walked over to the fireplace, preparing myself for what I had to do. I had to act as though nothing that had happened to day had happened. I would act as though I had hidden and barely got away.
AN/ ok I know that got really sappy. I so didn't mean for it to, but what can I say, it just came out of my fingers :D I know, oh so cheezy… Tell me what you think.