Chapter 9 – A Vision
Several days later, 14th November 1980:
"What's the buzz?" Kathryn asked as she saw a load of students huddled round the Gryffindor Common Room's notice board.
"Oh, that'll be the notice for the auditions next week." Remus replied.
"Auditions?" Kathryn questioned.
Lily, who had been discussing some prefect duties with Remus, grinned. "Our lovely Flower here thought up a way to jazz up this Christmas ball." He explained. "She..."
"Actually it was James' idea." Lily interrupted. "And what have I told you about calling me Flower?"
"Ah yes, only James can call you it and remain with his body intact." Remus nodded wisely, swiftly dodging a strike from Lily's hand.
"Y'know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you *liked* James, Charm." Kathryn joined the teasing. (A/N: Remember Lily's nickname from the girls is Charm? Yeah, I don't like it much either, but I had to think of something! She will have a better nickname, that isn't James' – Flower – or the Marauders' – Medea.)
"Not in the way you seem to think!" Lily snapped. "God, what have I done to deserve this?" She looked up, arms spread.
"Depends on what 'this' is." A voice came from behind her.
Lily jumped about a foot in the air.
"JAMES!" She yelped. "Don't DO that!" James smirked cockily, but Lily no longer found it so annoying. 'In fact its kind of cute...' Lily thought, then stopped herself. 'Oh no, Lily, bad thoughts, bad thoughts.'
"Sorry, Flower, didn't mean to scare ya. What's up with them?" James nodded to a load of twittering Third-years.
"They found out about the auditions next week." Remus explained.
James grinned. "So you decided my idea was good then?"
"Yep. It's not going to be so much of a competition though. Just some auditions. The best acts go through. We've got about twenty slots to be filled. But there will be some surprise requests, so be prepared for anything. Especially if you're chosen to go through anyway." Lily grinned.
Kathryn stared at her. "Y'know, that sounded almost threatening."
"Yep, Lily's got plans for people already." Remus confirmed.
Kathryn groaned. "You're gonna make me sing, aren't you?"
"Why not? It's not like you've got a terrible voice." Lily said.
"You've never heard me sing." Kathryn accused.
"Not exactly. But when you bicker with Sirius (which is oftener than you think, by the way), your voice always sounds musical."
Kathryn shrugged. "I suppose my voice isn't bad. It's one of the traits that's exactly the same in the real world as it was in my coma."
"Sing us a song then." Sirius requested, suddenly appearing and latching onto the conversation from her last comment.
"You sing a song!" Kathryn retorted.
"Only if you do." Sirius shot back.
"No."
"Then I won't. Besides, it's too early to start singing, and I can't sing on an empty stomach. To the breakfast table!" Sirius struck a dramatic pose and began running as though it was some dangerous quest.
"Oh sir, do not forget us! Why we shall perish without thee to protect our weak and humble selves." Kathryn called.
Sirius stopped. "Of course, milady, in the excitement of the quest I forgot my duty to others. Come, noble sirs, and we shall escort these fair ladies to breakfast."
The scene that followed was quite entertaining, for Remus and James, being as mad as Sirius, followed his advice. They treated the two girls as though they were delicate, opening doors, carrying them down stairwells and lavishing them with praise all the way to the Great Hall. Luckily they had been up early, and so arrived on time. By the time they got there, though, Kathryn and Lily were in dreadful fits of the giggles.
"What, pray tell, is so amusing?" James asked archly as they entered the Hall.
"Oh, just... well... you!" Lily gasped.
James pretended to take offence to the comment. "Ack, fair Lady Lily, thou hast wounded me like a blade to the heart. I shall never be able to carry on. I'm sorry, I shall crawl over to the land of the giants and fight them until I die!"
"Oh, James!" Lily exclaimed. "I'm so sorry! I beg thee, accept forgiveness for what my arch tongue did to thee!"
"You need not beg to obtain my forgiveness, fair lady, merely wish to have it." James gave a flourishing bow.
Radella, Peter, Alura, Frank and Alice were in fits of laughter as they saw the five Sixth-years make their way to the table in such a fashion.
"And what, pray tell, is so amusing?" Kathryn asked in such a good imitation of James that they burst out into fresh laughter.
"You Marauders and Enchanted!" Frank exclaimed, wiping away tears. "I'll never understand you!"
"Good job the only one you need to understand is Alice then, isn't it?" Kathryn replied wickedly.
Frank blushed. It was common knowledge to most of Gryffindor Tower that Frank and Alice had major crushes on each other, but had never revealed these feelings for each other for various reasons.
"Shy, Frank?" Sirius asked innocently.
Alice was looking at him curiously.
"Oh, come on, Alice!" Alura looked exasperated. "Everyone knows you two've liked each other since, like, Third-year."
Now both blushed.
Kathryn began laughing again. "Oh, just ask her out already!"
"Yeah, but don't do it till tomorrow." Lily advised.
"Why?" Alice asked.
"That's when my bet is." Lily explained.
The entire table burst out laughing as Frank and Alice began berating the Marauders and Enchanted for betting on their relationship.
Finally getting sick of the teasing, Frank snapped, "Alright! Quit it already!" He turned to Alice. "Alice, will you go out with me?"
Alice smiled and then nodded. "Yes."
Frank breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh good."
Kathryn grinned. "HA!" She yelled as everyone cheered.
"What?" The new couple asked in unison.
"My bet was today!" Kathryn giggled.
Frank shook his head. "I think the Marauders have had a bad influence on you, Kathryn."
Kathryn grinned wickedly. "What makes you think I haven't had a bad influence on *them*?"
"Because otherwise they'd probably have killed each other by now." Alice replied, her voice dry.
Kathryn laughed. She liked Alice's dry humour, which could be so often like her own.
"So, what's today?" James asked.
"You mean you haven't memorised your timetable yet, James?" Lily asked, aghast.
"No. It's way too hard." James replied.
"It's only one week and three afternoons we have double lessons not to mention a free afternoon on another. It's hardly difficult!" Lily replied. (A/N: Not at all, we've got two weeks to learn for school and no free periods! I still don't know it yet!)
"It's a full day today. Thursday." Sirius sighed. "On the bright side, no Potions."
"Just four other subjects. Double Auror Studies though. I heard we were going on to something different today." Lily grinned.
"Yeah, maybe the professor's gotten sick of me beating her." Kathryn joked.
"You don't." Sirius pointed out.
"Exactly."
"You're confusing me."
"It ain't hard, Padfoot." James pointed out.
"Hey!" Sirius protested.
"Hey!" Kathryn protested.
Sirius stared at her. "Why are you complaining?"
"Coz he took my next line! Meanie!" Kathryn stuck her tongue out at him.
Sirius groaned. "I'm surrounded by people who want to take the piss. All the time!"
"Course we do, Comic." Kathryn grinned.
"Comic?" Sirius looked aghast.
"Opposite of serious. And since you're always making that dead joke every time someone asks if they're serious or whatever, I thought I'd give you an equally daft name."
The girl buttered her toast and chewed it musingly.
"Well then, I'm just gonna have to call you Tose, then, won't I?" Sirius shot back.
"Aww, man!" Kathryn complained.
"You two are as bad as each other." Redella shook her head.
"Hey, Della, don't insult me." Kathryn protested.
"What makes you think she's insulting you?" Remus asked.
Kathryn glared at him.
The table was used to such scenes in the morning. Enchanted and the Marauders, though friends, constantly ribbed each other. Every single morning. People had begun to predict who would have the last word, which was invariably either Sirius or Kathryn (Lily and James were far less vocal in the morning – neither were morning people).
"What's first?" James asked.
"We had this discussion about timetables before, James." Lily shook her head. "We've got Transfiguration first. I think we're learning about creating magical items from non-magical ones. Should be good."
Kathryn grinned. "I love Transfiguration. It's so cool!"
"You only like it because you're good at it." Remus pointed out.
"So?" Kathryn shrugged. "People usually do like the subjects they're good at."
"You despise Divination and yet you got an O in it." He pointed out.
"You said you hated French in your coma and yet you were an A grade student." Lily added.
"And..."
"Fine! Fine!" Kathryn threw up her hands in defeat. "I just like it, okay?"
"Sure it's okay. Though Merlin knows how you got McGonagall to like you so much. I swear you'd be able to kill someone in front of her and she wouldn't bat an eyelid." James teased.
"I'm just good at the subject, attentive, hard-working, *and* I don't try and drive her insane every time I step into the classroom." Kathryn explained as people began leaving for lessons.
"I guess that does count in your favour." Sirius looked (no pun intended) serious, for once.
"What's up?"
"I was just wondering. You transfigured most of your clothes, right? So they're like you want?"
"Yep. Why?"
"Well, it's unusual for them to respond that accurately to your wishes. Not to mention you only having had use of a wand for a few days at the time. I reckon your power stretches to wandless Transfiguration. Just changing things by mere thought."
Kathryn shrugged. "I guess that might be right. Shape-shifting is just like self-transfiguration, isn't it? So they're linked, as you'd expect."
"Just as teleporting is to telekinesis. One's moving objects with your mind, the other's moving your body with your mind." Lily explained.
"Yours is technically two powers too." James pointed out. "You can sense people's emotions, feelings, and everything. That affects everyone. And you can influence them, which affects everyone but us. But since they are so closely linked, they're often seen as only one power."
Lily grinned. "Yep."
They entered the Transfiguration classroom a moment later, perfectly on time.
"Ah, welcome. On time, for once, I see, boys." Professor McGonagall raised a brow.
"Not our fault. Blame the girls." Sirius responded.
Kathryn promptly broke out in a wicked grin. "Oh, you're gonna pay, Black. We're good girls, but even we get annoyed about being 'blamed'. You are really gonna pay."
James groaned as he sat down. "Now you've done it, Padfoot. If one guy annoys one girl, we all get it. But at least it works both ways."
"Don't even think about it." Lily warned.
"Sit down and stop threatening each other, children." Professor McGonagall ordered. Kathryn would have sworn the woman smiled.
It wasn't long before other members of the class arrived.
McGonagall began her lesson.
"Today we are going to start the section of Advanced Transfiguration that is aimed to transfigure non-magical items into magical ones, known as Cross- magic Transfiguration. This is among the hardest of transfigurations and it may take weeks to learn how to do this correctly, or at the very least to even contain a glimmer of magic. There are several things that make a Cross-magic incantation different to that of other ones. One is the word 'magice' which makes it distinctly different to other such incantations. The other word symbolises the non-magical item, and in most of the incantations is 'ordinatus'. In some cases this will change, but those are for specific changes. You also need a lot more concentration for this than other transfigurations. You need to have a clear picture of what you are trying to create in your mind. While what you want may not look exactly like this, it gives the magic a basis to work from. And the wand movements depend on what you are making. For instance, trying to create a magical sword from a quill requires a different movement than trying to make it from a knife, because of the difference in original substance to the new one."
The four teens, interested in the subject that could be very important to them, diligently took through notes. Well, James didn't. He was resting back in his chair. A quill seemed to be moving of its own accord.
"What the hell did you do?" Kathryn whispered.
James smirked. "Exemplar charm. Copies down everything she says. It also means I can actually listen without being distracted, and I have all the notes."
"You gotta show me how to do that." Sirius grinned.
"Later. In Charms." James whispered back.
Finally they split into pairs. Lily and Kathryn were working together on the desk next to Sirius and James.
"Magice ordinatus." Lily repeated, not moving her wand. "What am I trying to create again?"
"Magic mirror. It's supposed to show your animagus form." Kathryn explained.
Lily looked at the small lump of silver on her desk. She then read through the passage again.
Kathryn shrugged. Fixing a clear image of the mirror in her mind, she fed it the magic to show an animal within. But before she could even say the incantation or move her wand, a crimson light, crimson as the Gryffindor banner, filled the air about her and the lump of silver on the desk. Seconds later, it dissipated and left a round, gold framed, perfect mirror in its wake.
Kathryn opened her eyes and stared, jerking her wand to the mirror to make it appear she'd used it to the other students. Lily, James, Sirius and Professor McGonagall, however, knew better. The teacher rushed over.
"What happened?" She asked.
Kathryn lowered her voice. "I was just picturing the mirror in my mind, feeding it the magic it needed and then, the light just appeared and changed it. I think that light is my magic, the symbol of my, uh, position."
"And your powers?"
"Well, we figure it's wandless and incantation-less Transfiguration as well as Shape-shifting." Kathryn shrugged.
"Well, Miss Orenda, I'm impressed." Professor McGonagall said much louder, nodding to this new information. Being the head of their house, she had been informed of their – unique – powers. She picked up the mirror and began examining it. "That was your first attempt?"
Blushing, Kathryn nodded.
"Well, not only is it well-crafted and attractive, it's effective. It shows my animagus form perfectly."
"What about mine?" Kathryn wanted to know.
Professor McGonagall smiled. She handed the mirror back. "Once you look in and see the same creature three consecutive times, it's your animagus form."
McGonagall left to check on a pair of Slytherins who appeared to be having a little trouble.
Kathryn grinned. "Anyone want a look?"
James nodded. He took it from her and peered in. "Stag." He replied.
Sirius did the same. "Dog."
Remus, who was also part of the group, checked too. "Wolf." He replied.
Kathryn grinned. It was hardly unexpected.
"Lils? You wanna have a look?"
Lily nodded and glanced in. "It's a, er, a falcon?"
"Check again, it might not be the first one you see." Kathryn advised.
"Now it's a fox."
"Again."
"Damn, now it's an eagle."
"Thing for birds, Flower?" James teased.
"Eagle again." Lily shot back. "And again."
"Cool!" Kathryn exclaimed. "Your animagus form is a bird, probably because you manipulate air."
"What about yours?" Lily asked, attempting to transfigure her own mirror and the boys did so.
Kathryn peered into it. "Um. All sorts. They keep changing."
"That'll be the Shape-shifter power. You don't have any one animagus form, because you're a Shape-shifter in magic anyway. It's similar to being an animagus, but not quite." James explained.
"Cool."
By the end of the lesson, James, Sirius and Lily had all produced equally powerful mirrors. None had Kathryn's mirror's attractiveness though, Celtic symbols and knots etched around the edges and on the back. Also an inscription in Celtic-like characters – Mirror of Fire's Magic.
"What's with that inscription?" Lily asked as they walked out of the lesson and towards the Greenhouses for Herbology.
"I don't know. Maybe there's some other kind of magic in it. Tied to me because it was created by my magic as an Elemental Guardian."
"What are we guarding anyway?" James suddenly voiced a question that had brought no answers.
Lily sighed. "Who knows?"
Kathryn shrugged, but deep in her mind, knowledge began collecting. But then, how could they guard a child when two were dead, one imprisoned and the other God-knows-where? Was it that they were to guard the Heir of Gryffindor, the one person who could destroy Voldemort's evil forever? In which case, how?
How could they protect Harry Potter?
"Kat?" A voice asked.
"What?" Kathryn snapped back to reality.
"You kinda spaced out there." Sirius explained.
"Did I? Sorry, I was just, uh, thinking." Kathryn explained.
"Ah, now I know why you were so absorbed. I mean, it costs so much energy and concentration..." James teased.
Kathryn flew at him, James ran. All the way to the Greenhouses, they ran, Kathryn yelling insults and threats as they did so.
"I never thought I'd see James run from a girl." Lily grinned.
"Ah, there's only three women he's afraid of." Sirius revealed. "His mother, Kathryn and you."
"We're on a par with his mother? Is that good or bad?" Lily wanted to know.
"Dunno. And he cares about you all differently. I mean Mrs. Potter is his mother, of course. Kathryn, well, despite her coma, we've known her since we were about three, and she's like a sister to him." Lily observed that he didn't say 'us'. "And you, well, everyone knows you and James fancy each other..."
"What?!" Lily yelled.
"Well, it's true. It's way obvious." Sirius explained.
"Sirius Black, I do not fancy James Potter." Lily informed him warningly.
'Oh?' A little voice in the back of her head said. 'Then why do you keep thinking about him at night? Why do you smile when he does? Feel sad when he is?'
'Shut up,' Lily ordered the voice.
'Ah, Lily, you know I won't after all, I'm part of you. The truth.'
'I do NOT fancy James Potter.'
'And if you say that enough times it'll be true, will it?' The voice was definitely mocking.
'Shut up!' (A/N: Argh! Attack of the voice inside your head!)
"Lily?" Sirius checked.
"What?" She snapped.
"You just seemed a little, er, preoccupied. Herbology's starting in, like, a minute."
"WHAT?!" Lily screeched and instantly began running.
Sirius grinned, following, knowing they'd be there in plenty of time.
Professor Sprout smiled as the four students entered the Greenhouse, talking.
"Early to lesson again? My, this is unusual." She commented, smiling.
"We just love to learn, Professor!" James told her, grinning.
Kathryn had fallen silent.
"What's up, Kat?" Sirius asked.
"I was just thinking. How did I send Lucius Malfoy up into the air at the start-of-term feast if I don't have telekinesis?"
Sirius shrugged. "Dunno. But I have noticed I can do some stuff only using my wand or just the incantation. Did you think the Levitation charm at all?"
Kathryn frowned. Now he mentioned it... "Yes, I think I did."
"Well that explains it. You clearly have that particular charm attuned to you. It's like me being able to do the Summoning charm without use of wand or incantation, or Lily doing the Cheering charm, or James doing the Switching spell. We've all got particular charms we can do without wands or incantation. We can just desire it to happen." Sirius explained. "Plus you're supposed to have wandless magic anyway."
Kathryn smiled. "Cool."
Professor Sprout began telling them of the dangerous plant known as Mars' Revenge. It was a poison, and incredibly dangerous, for the scent alone would place a person in a deep sleep, and touching it with bare skin would kill them. It was also believed to be a key ingredient of the Draught of Living Death.
Kathryn sighed, tired already. She had had several nightmares the previous night and it was beginning to catch up with her. She felt like something was pulling on her, shutting her eyes, draining her energies.
"Hmm?" She responded to Sirius' question.
"I said are you alright? You look practically asleep on your feet."
Kathryn shrugged. "I didn't sleep well last night, nightmares."
"Early to bed tonight then." Sirius advised in a rather motherly way.
"Nah. I've got that Transfiguration essay, remember? And no free periods." Kathryn sighed.
Her eyelids felt like lead. They were drooping lower by the second.
"Kathryn, are you...?" Sirius began.
But didn't finish, for Kathryn had fallen asleep and he'd had to catch her before she hit the ground.
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Screaming. Muggles raced around everywhere. Some were up in the air, screams tearing themselves from their throats. On the ground, masked wizards stood, their wands up.
One wizard was not masked. He stood apart from the rest, looking on in satisfaction. His snake-like eyes showed glee.
A man with red hair rushed onto the scene with many other wizards.
"Surround the perimeter!" He yelled.
The snake-like wizard – Voldemort – turned to the man.
"Ah, Arthur Weasley. Another who must be slain for his future role."
"I'm not scared of you." Arthur Weasley replied.
"Really? Shame. I'm going to have to leave your sons without a father." Voldemort smiled. "Avada Kedavra!"
A blinding flash of green light and Arthur Weasley fell dead to the floor.
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"NO!" Kathryn yelled. She flipped to her feet, all trace of tiredness gone.
"Miss Orenda? Are you well?" Professor Sprout asked.
"Something told me to sleep. I had a vision. A vision that I have to stop from coming true. I need to see the Headmaster."
Professor Sprout nodded and made a note on a piece of paper. "Very well. Show this to any teacher who stops you. Mr Black, I suggest you go with her, in case she has another, er, vision."
Sirius nodded.
As the two gathered their things, Professor Sprout went back to the class. "Also, there will be no homework tonight, since you had an essay set last night, due in tomorrow."
Kathryn and Sirius left, Kathryn very pale.
"What did you see?" Sirius asked.
"Voldemort. He was... He was attacking a Muggle village, the Death Eaters were tormenting the Muggles. Ministry officials appeared, some were Aurors, others, not. He killed Arthur Weasley."
"Is that important?" Sirius wanted to know.
"Yes. He can't be dead. He's in the future. Harry's best friend's dad. H-he *can't* die." Kathryn said decisively.
"I understand." Sirius nodded. "But why did you fall asleep in the lesson?"
"I don't know. Maybe it was some way of making sure the dream, vision, got to me. They're getting stronger, Sirius. It's rare that I don't dream of the future. I mean, most of them aren't really worth paying attention to, parents saying goodbye to their kids as they go to Hogwarts, family gatherings, children playing, shop stocks, even. But others... they can be incredibly important."
They got to Dumbledore's office.
"Blood pop." Kathryn said to the gargoyle. It moved.
"Dumbledore really has a thing for sweets, doesn't he?" Sirius grinned.
Smiling a little, Kathryn nodded and they climbed onto the winding stairs.
"Ah, Kathryn, Sirius. What brings you here?" Dumbledore asked as they entered.
"Professor, I was in Herbology and I, er, I had a vision." Kathryn explained. Over time, they had come to call her prophetic dreams visions so as to not confuse them with anything else.
"You fell asleep?" Dumbledore smiled.
"I don't know why. I was wide-awake in Transfiguration, but I slept badly, nightmares, and it just felt like something was telling me to fall asleep. Anyway, I saw Voldemort and his Death Eaters attacking a village. It was nighttime. And then I saw a bunch of Ministry officials race onto the scene. Voldemort, he killed... he killed Arthur Weasley."
"Why?"
"He said he had to be slain for his future role. I don't know if that meant that he knows that Mr Weasley will father Harry's best friend, or whether it's because his family will become so close to Harry. All I know is that *it mustn't happen*."
"Can you tell us anything else about the attack? Where it is? When it will take place? Any distinguishing landmarks? Anything can help."
Kathryn closed her eyes and remembered the vision. The images flashed past as they tended to do. What was it? She paused, stopping the image of Voldemort. Surely it could reveal something!
"Sir, do you have a pensieve I can use?" Kathryn asked.
"Yes, of course. That makes sense. Then we can all look at it, search for the key things." Dumbledore nodded. He produced a pensieve from his desk and handed it to her.
Kathryn took the empty basin and then placed the tip of her wand to her temple. Slowly, she selected the memory and fed it into the wand's tip. As she pulled it away, so did she pull away the memory. She still had inside her, for this was merely a copy. She fed it into the pensieve. From it rose the image of Voldemort.
"There's something there. I know there is." Kathryn sighed.
They examined it.
"Well, he's stood apart from the rest, ugly bugger, isn't he?" Sirius asked, then returned his attention to the image. "There's a statue just behind him of a man. Bring that closer."
The pensieve's projection instantly focused on the statue.
"That's Captain Cook." Kathryn frowned. Then it dawned on her. "Christ, he's going to Whitby!"
"Whitby?"
"On the East coast, North Yorkshire. Near Scarborough! I've been there!" Kathryn shrieked. (A/N: I have, actually, but I can't remember if there is a statue there. Oh well, it doesn't really matter. Ciao!)
Dumbledore nodded. "Kathryn, this vision may have saved many innocent lives. Thank you. If you have any other such visions just tell me. They seem to be getting stronger though, if they can send you to sleep in the middle of a class. Eventually you'll be getting them while awake, I suspect, as well."
"Okay. Um, shall we go back to Herbology, now?" Kathryn asked.
"It's ten to eleven, there's hardly any point. Go to your next lesson. Charms, I believe?"
"Yes sir." Sirius grinned.
Kathryn smiled. "Thanks, sir. Just... just make sure those people don't die. I was sent that vision for a reason. And I think it was to save their lives."
"They will be safe. Now that we know there's to be an attack, we can warn the witches and wizards living in the area and the Ministry can set up a detection field."
"Good." Kathryn smiled. "Bye, Professor."
"Goodbye. Enjoy the rest of your day." Professor Dumbledore smiled.
The two students left, heading for Charms.
The rest of the day passed relatively quickly. They began the next section of Auror Studies, which was duelling tactics. Kathryn was really beginning to love this class.
By the time the school day was over, the girls were huddled in a corner over a table, scribbling away at homework. In the opposite corner, the boys were doing much the same thing.
"Finished." Kathryn announced with a grin.
Lily rolled her eyes. "You always finish the Transfiguration work quickly."
"Hey, don't complain!" Kathryn protested. "I'm just quick is all."
"Quick and an O student. Ugh, it makes me sick." Radella groaned, pouring over her Arithmancy homework.
A few minutes later, Lily had finished her essay too.
"Okay, what now?" Kathryn wanted to know.
"We ask why you haven't sung for us yet." Lily grinned.
The boys, all of whom were finished, but Peter, looked over, grinning.
"Yeah, Mystique, we want a song." Sirius informed her as they moved closer.
"Only if you sing one." Kathryn shot back.
Sirius grinned. "No problem."
Kathryn looked aghast. Her one retreat, blocked!
"Curse you, Black." She snarled.
"How about a duet?" Lily suggested.
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "This just gets better and better."
"You know any Muggle musicals?" Sirius asked. "They're the best for duets."
"Do I? I lived on Muggle musicals. Miss Saigon?" Kathryn grinned.
Sirius joined her. The two began whispering.
A few moments later, music filled the room. Everyone stopped to watch as the two friends began to sing.
Sirius began.
"In a place that won't let us feel.
In a life where nothing seems real.
I have found you.
I have found you."
Kathryn then took over.
"In a world that's moving too fast.
In a world where nothing can last.
I will hold you.
I will hold you."
Sirius: "Our lives will change when tomorrow comes."
Kathryn: "Tonight our hearts drown the distant drums."
Sirius: "And we have music, alright,
Tearing the night."
Both: "A song
Played on a solo saxophone.
A crazy sound."
Kathryn: "A lonely sound."
Both: "A cry that tells us
Love goes on and on.
Played on a solo saxophone.
It's telling me
To hold you tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world."
Sirius: "On the other side of the Earth There's a place where life still has worth. I will take you."
Kathryn: "I'll go with you."
Sirius: "You won't believe all the things you'll see.
I know 'cause you'll see them all with me."
Both: "If we're together that's when
We'll hear it again.
A song
Played on a solo saxophone.
A crazy sound.
A lonely sound.
A cry that tells us
Love goes on and on.
Played on a solo saxophone.
It's telling me
To hold you tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world.
Kathryn: "Dreams
Were all I ever knew."
Sirius: "Dreams
You won't need when I'm through."
Both: "Anywhere we may be
I will sing with you.
Our song.
Played on a solo saxophone.
So stay with me
And hold me tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world."
As they finished, there was a silence. None had expected either to have quite such brilliant voices.
Lily finally found her own voice. "So, Kathryn, Sirius, planning to audition then?"
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A/N: More chapters! Hurry! Review!
Several days later, 14th November 1980:
"What's the buzz?" Kathryn asked as she saw a load of students huddled round the Gryffindor Common Room's notice board.
"Oh, that'll be the notice for the auditions next week." Remus replied.
"Auditions?" Kathryn questioned.
Lily, who had been discussing some prefect duties with Remus, grinned. "Our lovely Flower here thought up a way to jazz up this Christmas ball." He explained. "She..."
"Actually it was James' idea." Lily interrupted. "And what have I told you about calling me Flower?"
"Ah yes, only James can call you it and remain with his body intact." Remus nodded wisely, swiftly dodging a strike from Lily's hand.
"Y'know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you *liked* James, Charm." Kathryn joined the teasing. (A/N: Remember Lily's nickname from the girls is Charm? Yeah, I don't like it much either, but I had to think of something! She will have a better nickname, that isn't James' – Flower – or the Marauders' – Medea.)
"Not in the way you seem to think!" Lily snapped. "God, what have I done to deserve this?" She looked up, arms spread.
"Depends on what 'this' is." A voice came from behind her.
Lily jumped about a foot in the air.
"JAMES!" She yelped. "Don't DO that!" James smirked cockily, but Lily no longer found it so annoying. 'In fact its kind of cute...' Lily thought, then stopped herself. 'Oh no, Lily, bad thoughts, bad thoughts.'
"Sorry, Flower, didn't mean to scare ya. What's up with them?" James nodded to a load of twittering Third-years.
"They found out about the auditions next week." Remus explained.
James grinned. "So you decided my idea was good then?"
"Yep. It's not going to be so much of a competition though. Just some auditions. The best acts go through. We've got about twenty slots to be filled. But there will be some surprise requests, so be prepared for anything. Especially if you're chosen to go through anyway." Lily grinned.
Kathryn stared at her. "Y'know, that sounded almost threatening."
"Yep, Lily's got plans for people already." Remus confirmed.
Kathryn groaned. "You're gonna make me sing, aren't you?"
"Why not? It's not like you've got a terrible voice." Lily said.
"You've never heard me sing." Kathryn accused.
"Not exactly. But when you bicker with Sirius (which is oftener than you think, by the way), your voice always sounds musical."
Kathryn shrugged. "I suppose my voice isn't bad. It's one of the traits that's exactly the same in the real world as it was in my coma."
"Sing us a song then." Sirius requested, suddenly appearing and latching onto the conversation from her last comment.
"You sing a song!" Kathryn retorted.
"Only if you do." Sirius shot back.
"No."
"Then I won't. Besides, it's too early to start singing, and I can't sing on an empty stomach. To the breakfast table!" Sirius struck a dramatic pose and began running as though it was some dangerous quest.
"Oh sir, do not forget us! Why we shall perish without thee to protect our weak and humble selves." Kathryn called.
Sirius stopped. "Of course, milady, in the excitement of the quest I forgot my duty to others. Come, noble sirs, and we shall escort these fair ladies to breakfast."
The scene that followed was quite entertaining, for Remus and James, being as mad as Sirius, followed his advice. They treated the two girls as though they were delicate, opening doors, carrying them down stairwells and lavishing them with praise all the way to the Great Hall. Luckily they had been up early, and so arrived on time. By the time they got there, though, Kathryn and Lily were in dreadful fits of the giggles.
"What, pray tell, is so amusing?" James asked archly as they entered the Hall.
"Oh, just... well... you!" Lily gasped.
James pretended to take offence to the comment. "Ack, fair Lady Lily, thou hast wounded me like a blade to the heart. I shall never be able to carry on. I'm sorry, I shall crawl over to the land of the giants and fight them until I die!"
"Oh, James!" Lily exclaimed. "I'm so sorry! I beg thee, accept forgiveness for what my arch tongue did to thee!"
"You need not beg to obtain my forgiveness, fair lady, merely wish to have it." James gave a flourishing bow.
Radella, Peter, Alura, Frank and Alice were in fits of laughter as they saw the five Sixth-years make their way to the table in such a fashion.
"And what, pray tell, is so amusing?" Kathryn asked in such a good imitation of James that they burst out into fresh laughter.
"You Marauders and Enchanted!" Frank exclaimed, wiping away tears. "I'll never understand you!"
"Good job the only one you need to understand is Alice then, isn't it?" Kathryn replied wickedly.
Frank blushed. It was common knowledge to most of Gryffindor Tower that Frank and Alice had major crushes on each other, but had never revealed these feelings for each other for various reasons.
"Shy, Frank?" Sirius asked innocently.
Alice was looking at him curiously.
"Oh, come on, Alice!" Alura looked exasperated. "Everyone knows you two've liked each other since, like, Third-year."
Now both blushed.
Kathryn began laughing again. "Oh, just ask her out already!"
"Yeah, but don't do it till tomorrow." Lily advised.
"Why?" Alice asked.
"That's when my bet is." Lily explained.
The entire table burst out laughing as Frank and Alice began berating the Marauders and Enchanted for betting on their relationship.
Finally getting sick of the teasing, Frank snapped, "Alright! Quit it already!" He turned to Alice. "Alice, will you go out with me?"
Alice smiled and then nodded. "Yes."
Frank breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh good."
Kathryn grinned. "HA!" She yelled as everyone cheered.
"What?" The new couple asked in unison.
"My bet was today!" Kathryn giggled.
Frank shook his head. "I think the Marauders have had a bad influence on you, Kathryn."
Kathryn grinned wickedly. "What makes you think I haven't had a bad influence on *them*?"
"Because otherwise they'd probably have killed each other by now." Alice replied, her voice dry.
Kathryn laughed. She liked Alice's dry humour, which could be so often like her own.
"So, what's today?" James asked.
"You mean you haven't memorised your timetable yet, James?" Lily asked, aghast.
"No. It's way too hard." James replied.
"It's only one week and three afternoons we have double lessons not to mention a free afternoon on another. It's hardly difficult!" Lily replied. (A/N: Not at all, we've got two weeks to learn for school and no free periods! I still don't know it yet!)
"It's a full day today. Thursday." Sirius sighed. "On the bright side, no Potions."
"Just four other subjects. Double Auror Studies though. I heard we were going on to something different today." Lily grinned.
"Yeah, maybe the professor's gotten sick of me beating her." Kathryn joked.
"You don't." Sirius pointed out.
"Exactly."
"You're confusing me."
"It ain't hard, Padfoot." James pointed out.
"Hey!" Sirius protested.
"Hey!" Kathryn protested.
Sirius stared at her. "Why are you complaining?"
"Coz he took my next line! Meanie!" Kathryn stuck her tongue out at him.
Sirius groaned. "I'm surrounded by people who want to take the piss. All the time!"
"Course we do, Comic." Kathryn grinned.
"Comic?" Sirius looked aghast.
"Opposite of serious. And since you're always making that dead joke every time someone asks if they're serious or whatever, I thought I'd give you an equally daft name."
The girl buttered her toast and chewed it musingly.
"Well then, I'm just gonna have to call you Tose, then, won't I?" Sirius shot back.
"Aww, man!" Kathryn complained.
"You two are as bad as each other." Redella shook her head.
"Hey, Della, don't insult me." Kathryn protested.
"What makes you think she's insulting you?" Remus asked.
Kathryn glared at him.
The table was used to such scenes in the morning. Enchanted and the Marauders, though friends, constantly ribbed each other. Every single morning. People had begun to predict who would have the last word, which was invariably either Sirius or Kathryn (Lily and James were far less vocal in the morning – neither were morning people).
"What's first?" James asked.
"We had this discussion about timetables before, James." Lily shook her head. "We've got Transfiguration first. I think we're learning about creating magical items from non-magical ones. Should be good."
Kathryn grinned. "I love Transfiguration. It's so cool!"
"You only like it because you're good at it." Remus pointed out.
"So?" Kathryn shrugged. "People usually do like the subjects they're good at."
"You despise Divination and yet you got an O in it." He pointed out.
"You said you hated French in your coma and yet you were an A grade student." Lily added.
"And..."
"Fine! Fine!" Kathryn threw up her hands in defeat. "I just like it, okay?"
"Sure it's okay. Though Merlin knows how you got McGonagall to like you so much. I swear you'd be able to kill someone in front of her and she wouldn't bat an eyelid." James teased.
"I'm just good at the subject, attentive, hard-working, *and* I don't try and drive her insane every time I step into the classroom." Kathryn explained as people began leaving for lessons.
"I guess that does count in your favour." Sirius looked (no pun intended) serious, for once.
"What's up?"
"I was just wondering. You transfigured most of your clothes, right? So they're like you want?"
"Yep. Why?"
"Well, it's unusual for them to respond that accurately to your wishes. Not to mention you only having had use of a wand for a few days at the time. I reckon your power stretches to wandless Transfiguration. Just changing things by mere thought."
Kathryn shrugged. "I guess that might be right. Shape-shifting is just like self-transfiguration, isn't it? So they're linked, as you'd expect."
"Just as teleporting is to telekinesis. One's moving objects with your mind, the other's moving your body with your mind." Lily explained.
"Yours is technically two powers too." James pointed out. "You can sense people's emotions, feelings, and everything. That affects everyone. And you can influence them, which affects everyone but us. But since they are so closely linked, they're often seen as only one power."
Lily grinned. "Yep."
They entered the Transfiguration classroom a moment later, perfectly on time.
"Ah, welcome. On time, for once, I see, boys." Professor McGonagall raised a brow.
"Not our fault. Blame the girls." Sirius responded.
Kathryn promptly broke out in a wicked grin. "Oh, you're gonna pay, Black. We're good girls, but even we get annoyed about being 'blamed'. You are really gonna pay."
James groaned as he sat down. "Now you've done it, Padfoot. If one guy annoys one girl, we all get it. But at least it works both ways."
"Don't even think about it." Lily warned.
"Sit down and stop threatening each other, children." Professor McGonagall ordered. Kathryn would have sworn the woman smiled.
It wasn't long before other members of the class arrived.
McGonagall began her lesson.
"Today we are going to start the section of Advanced Transfiguration that is aimed to transfigure non-magical items into magical ones, known as Cross- magic Transfiguration. This is among the hardest of transfigurations and it may take weeks to learn how to do this correctly, or at the very least to even contain a glimmer of magic. There are several things that make a Cross-magic incantation different to that of other ones. One is the word 'magice' which makes it distinctly different to other such incantations. The other word symbolises the non-magical item, and in most of the incantations is 'ordinatus'. In some cases this will change, but those are for specific changes. You also need a lot more concentration for this than other transfigurations. You need to have a clear picture of what you are trying to create in your mind. While what you want may not look exactly like this, it gives the magic a basis to work from. And the wand movements depend on what you are making. For instance, trying to create a magical sword from a quill requires a different movement than trying to make it from a knife, because of the difference in original substance to the new one."
The four teens, interested in the subject that could be very important to them, diligently took through notes. Well, James didn't. He was resting back in his chair. A quill seemed to be moving of its own accord.
"What the hell did you do?" Kathryn whispered.
James smirked. "Exemplar charm. Copies down everything she says. It also means I can actually listen without being distracted, and I have all the notes."
"You gotta show me how to do that." Sirius grinned.
"Later. In Charms." James whispered back.
Finally they split into pairs. Lily and Kathryn were working together on the desk next to Sirius and James.
"Magice ordinatus." Lily repeated, not moving her wand. "What am I trying to create again?"
"Magic mirror. It's supposed to show your animagus form." Kathryn explained.
Lily looked at the small lump of silver on her desk. She then read through the passage again.
Kathryn shrugged. Fixing a clear image of the mirror in her mind, she fed it the magic to show an animal within. But before she could even say the incantation or move her wand, a crimson light, crimson as the Gryffindor banner, filled the air about her and the lump of silver on the desk. Seconds later, it dissipated and left a round, gold framed, perfect mirror in its wake.
Kathryn opened her eyes and stared, jerking her wand to the mirror to make it appear she'd used it to the other students. Lily, James, Sirius and Professor McGonagall, however, knew better. The teacher rushed over.
"What happened?" She asked.
Kathryn lowered her voice. "I was just picturing the mirror in my mind, feeding it the magic it needed and then, the light just appeared and changed it. I think that light is my magic, the symbol of my, uh, position."
"And your powers?"
"Well, we figure it's wandless and incantation-less Transfiguration as well as Shape-shifting." Kathryn shrugged.
"Well, Miss Orenda, I'm impressed." Professor McGonagall said much louder, nodding to this new information. Being the head of their house, she had been informed of their – unique – powers. She picked up the mirror and began examining it. "That was your first attempt?"
Blushing, Kathryn nodded.
"Well, not only is it well-crafted and attractive, it's effective. It shows my animagus form perfectly."
"What about mine?" Kathryn wanted to know.
Professor McGonagall smiled. She handed the mirror back. "Once you look in and see the same creature three consecutive times, it's your animagus form."
McGonagall left to check on a pair of Slytherins who appeared to be having a little trouble.
Kathryn grinned. "Anyone want a look?"
James nodded. He took it from her and peered in. "Stag." He replied.
Sirius did the same. "Dog."
Remus, who was also part of the group, checked too. "Wolf." He replied.
Kathryn grinned. It was hardly unexpected.
"Lils? You wanna have a look?"
Lily nodded and glanced in. "It's a, er, a falcon?"
"Check again, it might not be the first one you see." Kathryn advised.
"Now it's a fox."
"Again."
"Damn, now it's an eagle."
"Thing for birds, Flower?" James teased.
"Eagle again." Lily shot back. "And again."
"Cool!" Kathryn exclaimed. "Your animagus form is a bird, probably because you manipulate air."
"What about yours?" Lily asked, attempting to transfigure her own mirror and the boys did so.
Kathryn peered into it. "Um. All sorts. They keep changing."
"That'll be the Shape-shifter power. You don't have any one animagus form, because you're a Shape-shifter in magic anyway. It's similar to being an animagus, but not quite." James explained.
"Cool."
By the end of the lesson, James, Sirius and Lily had all produced equally powerful mirrors. None had Kathryn's mirror's attractiveness though, Celtic symbols and knots etched around the edges and on the back. Also an inscription in Celtic-like characters – Mirror of Fire's Magic.
"What's with that inscription?" Lily asked as they walked out of the lesson and towards the Greenhouses for Herbology.
"I don't know. Maybe there's some other kind of magic in it. Tied to me because it was created by my magic as an Elemental Guardian."
"What are we guarding anyway?" James suddenly voiced a question that had brought no answers.
Lily sighed. "Who knows?"
Kathryn shrugged, but deep in her mind, knowledge began collecting. But then, how could they guard a child when two were dead, one imprisoned and the other God-knows-where? Was it that they were to guard the Heir of Gryffindor, the one person who could destroy Voldemort's evil forever? In which case, how?
How could they protect Harry Potter?
"Kat?" A voice asked.
"What?" Kathryn snapped back to reality.
"You kinda spaced out there." Sirius explained.
"Did I? Sorry, I was just, uh, thinking." Kathryn explained.
"Ah, now I know why you were so absorbed. I mean, it costs so much energy and concentration..." James teased.
Kathryn flew at him, James ran. All the way to the Greenhouses, they ran, Kathryn yelling insults and threats as they did so.
"I never thought I'd see James run from a girl." Lily grinned.
"Ah, there's only three women he's afraid of." Sirius revealed. "His mother, Kathryn and you."
"We're on a par with his mother? Is that good or bad?" Lily wanted to know.
"Dunno. And he cares about you all differently. I mean Mrs. Potter is his mother, of course. Kathryn, well, despite her coma, we've known her since we were about three, and she's like a sister to him." Lily observed that he didn't say 'us'. "And you, well, everyone knows you and James fancy each other..."
"What?!" Lily yelled.
"Well, it's true. It's way obvious." Sirius explained.
"Sirius Black, I do not fancy James Potter." Lily informed him warningly.
'Oh?' A little voice in the back of her head said. 'Then why do you keep thinking about him at night? Why do you smile when he does? Feel sad when he is?'
'Shut up,' Lily ordered the voice.
'Ah, Lily, you know I won't after all, I'm part of you. The truth.'
'I do NOT fancy James Potter.'
'And if you say that enough times it'll be true, will it?' The voice was definitely mocking.
'Shut up!' (A/N: Argh! Attack of the voice inside your head!)
"Lily?" Sirius checked.
"What?" She snapped.
"You just seemed a little, er, preoccupied. Herbology's starting in, like, a minute."
"WHAT?!" Lily screeched and instantly began running.
Sirius grinned, following, knowing they'd be there in plenty of time.
Professor Sprout smiled as the four students entered the Greenhouse, talking.
"Early to lesson again? My, this is unusual." She commented, smiling.
"We just love to learn, Professor!" James told her, grinning.
Kathryn had fallen silent.
"What's up, Kat?" Sirius asked.
"I was just thinking. How did I send Lucius Malfoy up into the air at the start-of-term feast if I don't have telekinesis?"
Sirius shrugged. "Dunno. But I have noticed I can do some stuff only using my wand or just the incantation. Did you think the Levitation charm at all?"
Kathryn frowned. Now he mentioned it... "Yes, I think I did."
"Well that explains it. You clearly have that particular charm attuned to you. It's like me being able to do the Summoning charm without use of wand or incantation, or Lily doing the Cheering charm, or James doing the Switching spell. We've all got particular charms we can do without wands or incantation. We can just desire it to happen." Sirius explained. "Plus you're supposed to have wandless magic anyway."
Kathryn smiled. "Cool."
Professor Sprout began telling them of the dangerous plant known as Mars' Revenge. It was a poison, and incredibly dangerous, for the scent alone would place a person in a deep sleep, and touching it with bare skin would kill them. It was also believed to be a key ingredient of the Draught of Living Death.
Kathryn sighed, tired already. She had had several nightmares the previous night and it was beginning to catch up with her. She felt like something was pulling on her, shutting her eyes, draining her energies.
"Hmm?" She responded to Sirius' question.
"I said are you alright? You look practically asleep on your feet."
Kathryn shrugged. "I didn't sleep well last night, nightmares."
"Early to bed tonight then." Sirius advised in a rather motherly way.
"Nah. I've got that Transfiguration essay, remember? And no free periods." Kathryn sighed.
Her eyelids felt like lead. They were drooping lower by the second.
"Kathryn, are you...?" Sirius began.
But didn't finish, for Kathryn had fallen asleep and he'd had to catch her before she hit the ground.
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Screaming. Muggles raced around everywhere. Some were up in the air, screams tearing themselves from their throats. On the ground, masked wizards stood, their wands up.
One wizard was not masked. He stood apart from the rest, looking on in satisfaction. His snake-like eyes showed glee.
A man with red hair rushed onto the scene with many other wizards.
"Surround the perimeter!" He yelled.
The snake-like wizard – Voldemort – turned to the man.
"Ah, Arthur Weasley. Another who must be slain for his future role."
"I'm not scared of you." Arthur Weasley replied.
"Really? Shame. I'm going to have to leave your sons without a father." Voldemort smiled. "Avada Kedavra!"
A blinding flash of green light and Arthur Weasley fell dead to the floor.
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"NO!" Kathryn yelled. She flipped to her feet, all trace of tiredness gone.
"Miss Orenda? Are you well?" Professor Sprout asked.
"Something told me to sleep. I had a vision. A vision that I have to stop from coming true. I need to see the Headmaster."
Professor Sprout nodded and made a note on a piece of paper. "Very well. Show this to any teacher who stops you. Mr Black, I suggest you go with her, in case she has another, er, vision."
Sirius nodded.
As the two gathered their things, Professor Sprout went back to the class. "Also, there will be no homework tonight, since you had an essay set last night, due in tomorrow."
Kathryn and Sirius left, Kathryn very pale.
"What did you see?" Sirius asked.
"Voldemort. He was... He was attacking a Muggle village, the Death Eaters were tormenting the Muggles. Ministry officials appeared, some were Aurors, others, not. He killed Arthur Weasley."
"Is that important?" Sirius wanted to know.
"Yes. He can't be dead. He's in the future. Harry's best friend's dad. H-he *can't* die." Kathryn said decisively.
"I understand." Sirius nodded. "But why did you fall asleep in the lesson?"
"I don't know. Maybe it was some way of making sure the dream, vision, got to me. They're getting stronger, Sirius. It's rare that I don't dream of the future. I mean, most of them aren't really worth paying attention to, parents saying goodbye to their kids as they go to Hogwarts, family gatherings, children playing, shop stocks, even. But others... they can be incredibly important."
They got to Dumbledore's office.
"Blood pop." Kathryn said to the gargoyle. It moved.
"Dumbledore really has a thing for sweets, doesn't he?" Sirius grinned.
Smiling a little, Kathryn nodded and they climbed onto the winding stairs.
"Ah, Kathryn, Sirius. What brings you here?" Dumbledore asked as they entered.
"Professor, I was in Herbology and I, er, I had a vision." Kathryn explained. Over time, they had come to call her prophetic dreams visions so as to not confuse them with anything else.
"You fell asleep?" Dumbledore smiled.
"I don't know why. I was wide-awake in Transfiguration, but I slept badly, nightmares, and it just felt like something was telling me to fall asleep. Anyway, I saw Voldemort and his Death Eaters attacking a village. It was nighttime. And then I saw a bunch of Ministry officials race onto the scene. Voldemort, he killed... he killed Arthur Weasley."
"Why?"
"He said he had to be slain for his future role. I don't know if that meant that he knows that Mr Weasley will father Harry's best friend, or whether it's because his family will become so close to Harry. All I know is that *it mustn't happen*."
"Can you tell us anything else about the attack? Where it is? When it will take place? Any distinguishing landmarks? Anything can help."
Kathryn closed her eyes and remembered the vision. The images flashed past as they tended to do. What was it? She paused, stopping the image of Voldemort. Surely it could reveal something!
"Sir, do you have a pensieve I can use?" Kathryn asked.
"Yes, of course. That makes sense. Then we can all look at it, search for the key things." Dumbledore nodded. He produced a pensieve from his desk and handed it to her.
Kathryn took the empty basin and then placed the tip of her wand to her temple. Slowly, she selected the memory and fed it into the wand's tip. As she pulled it away, so did she pull away the memory. She still had inside her, for this was merely a copy. She fed it into the pensieve. From it rose the image of Voldemort.
"There's something there. I know there is." Kathryn sighed.
They examined it.
"Well, he's stood apart from the rest, ugly bugger, isn't he?" Sirius asked, then returned his attention to the image. "There's a statue just behind him of a man. Bring that closer."
The pensieve's projection instantly focused on the statue.
"That's Captain Cook." Kathryn frowned. Then it dawned on her. "Christ, he's going to Whitby!"
"Whitby?"
"On the East coast, North Yorkshire. Near Scarborough! I've been there!" Kathryn shrieked. (A/N: I have, actually, but I can't remember if there is a statue there. Oh well, it doesn't really matter. Ciao!)
Dumbledore nodded. "Kathryn, this vision may have saved many innocent lives. Thank you. If you have any other such visions just tell me. They seem to be getting stronger though, if they can send you to sleep in the middle of a class. Eventually you'll be getting them while awake, I suspect, as well."
"Okay. Um, shall we go back to Herbology, now?" Kathryn asked.
"It's ten to eleven, there's hardly any point. Go to your next lesson. Charms, I believe?"
"Yes sir." Sirius grinned.
Kathryn smiled. "Thanks, sir. Just... just make sure those people don't die. I was sent that vision for a reason. And I think it was to save their lives."
"They will be safe. Now that we know there's to be an attack, we can warn the witches and wizards living in the area and the Ministry can set up a detection field."
"Good." Kathryn smiled. "Bye, Professor."
"Goodbye. Enjoy the rest of your day." Professor Dumbledore smiled.
The two students left, heading for Charms.
The rest of the day passed relatively quickly. They began the next section of Auror Studies, which was duelling tactics. Kathryn was really beginning to love this class.
By the time the school day was over, the girls were huddled in a corner over a table, scribbling away at homework. In the opposite corner, the boys were doing much the same thing.
"Finished." Kathryn announced with a grin.
Lily rolled her eyes. "You always finish the Transfiguration work quickly."
"Hey, don't complain!" Kathryn protested. "I'm just quick is all."
"Quick and an O student. Ugh, it makes me sick." Radella groaned, pouring over her Arithmancy homework.
A few minutes later, Lily had finished her essay too.
"Okay, what now?" Kathryn wanted to know.
"We ask why you haven't sung for us yet." Lily grinned.
The boys, all of whom were finished, but Peter, looked over, grinning.
"Yeah, Mystique, we want a song." Sirius informed her as they moved closer.
"Only if you sing one." Kathryn shot back.
Sirius grinned. "No problem."
Kathryn looked aghast. Her one retreat, blocked!
"Curse you, Black." She snarled.
"How about a duet?" Lily suggested.
Kathryn rolled her eyes. "This just gets better and better."
"You know any Muggle musicals?" Sirius asked. "They're the best for duets."
"Do I? I lived on Muggle musicals. Miss Saigon?" Kathryn grinned.
Sirius joined her. The two began whispering.
A few moments later, music filled the room. Everyone stopped to watch as the two friends began to sing.
Sirius began.
"In a place that won't let us feel.
In a life where nothing seems real.
I have found you.
I have found you."
Kathryn then took over.
"In a world that's moving too fast.
In a world where nothing can last.
I will hold you.
I will hold you."
Sirius: "Our lives will change when tomorrow comes."
Kathryn: "Tonight our hearts drown the distant drums."
Sirius: "And we have music, alright,
Tearing the night."
Both: "A song
Played on a solo saxophone.
A crazy sound."
Kathryn: "A lonely sound."
Both: "A cry that tells us
Love goes on and on.
Played on a solo saxophone.
It's telling me
To hold you tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world."
Sirius: "On the other side of the Earth There's a place where life still has worth. I will take you."
Kathryn: "I'll go with you."
Sirius: "You won't believe all the things you'll see.
I know 'cause you'll see them all with me."
Both: "If we're together that's when
We'll hear it again.
A song
Played on a solo saxophone.
A crazy sound.
A lonely sound.
A cry that tells us
Love goes on and on.
Played on a solo saxophone.
It's telling me
To hold you tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world.
Kathryn: "Dreams
Were all I ever knew."
Sirius: "Dreams
You won't need when I'm through."
Both: "Anywhere we may be
I will sing with you.
Our song.
Played on a solo saxophone.
So stay with me
And hold me tight
And dance
Like it's the last night
Of the world."
As they finished, there was a silence. None had expected either to have quite such brilliant voices.
Lily finally found her own voice. "So, Kathryn, Sirius, planning to audition then?"
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A/N: More chapters! Hurry! Review!