Missing pieces
Author : IPokari, * : pokkangel@yahoo.com
Rating : PG (I'm not really sure about the rating stuff)
Summary : Heidy Potter (my Harry's girl version) is a (greatest) seer, Sirius Black is innocence, and Draco Malfoy IS a Malfoy.
Pairings : Heidy/Draco (my favourite), Sirius/Severus, Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer : Wish I've thought it first, but you know that JK Rowling, Warner Bross and some other people I don't even know. Some other thing you never heard before might be mine though.
Warnings : Slightly AU, male pregnancy and find out the rest.
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Second Pieces Hermione Granger
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"Paddy…." Heidy had practically been running along the length of the land now with her two terriers following closely to her feet, "PADDY… where are you.' Out of breath, she had to stop now. Then she felt something, or someone, was above her, darkening her space.
"What happened, Dee. Isn't Mike at home?" Sirius, wearing in casual muggle's suit, towering her. "Why didn't you fly your Flash?"
"You were at the lake before," her eyes accused him. "I SAW you there, I don't need to fly a short distance. And before you said anything I left my wand in my room. It's not like I had any choice."
"Yes, Princess. My fault, what can I do for you." That's cheered her up.
"Hermione owled me and said that she would come tonight, just after dinner. Could you set the link now? It won't be nice if she knock the wall."
"Yes, my Princess. Your wish is my command."
"You sure are funny, Sirius." Heidy hug him tightly for a second before let him go and took a leisure walk back to the mansion.
***
"'Mione." Heidy gave her a hug, "I thought you wouldn't come. It's been more than two weeks."
"I know. I'm sorry," Hermione just grinned at her friend, "My parents missed me a lot. I thought they wouldn't let me come."
The room was suddenly very noisy with two small creatures barking around the newcomer girl.
"They were Yorkshire Terrier, toy breed and very aristocrat. You have to be introduced first or they'll chase you and then just ignore you all the time."
"Really?"
"Don't worry, they won't bite if I told them so. Here, the golden one name Dake. Come here, girl." Heidy petted her head. "And the black one is Bless. Come on, boy. He's shy."
"Welcome to our place, Hermione." Sirius walked slowly to them. "Just put your stuff there, and I'll tell Mike to take it to Dee's room later."
"Thank you to allow my staying here, Sir. My parents send you they regards." Hermione smiled shyly.
"No problem. How's you summer. I can see that you are having your growth spurt. Not like someone here."
Sirius brave as a Gryffindor, didn't even flinch when Heidy kick him.
"Fell free to do what you want Hermione, Dee told me you love to read. You might find something interesting in the library."
"Yeah, you will love it there, 'Mione."
"I believe I would, but I thought you'll teach me how to fly better."
"Sure we could arrange that," Heidy hugged Sirius and peck him at his cheeks, "Night, Paddy."
"Night."
"Come on, kids. Time to sleep. You don't mine aren't you, 'Mione. They sleep in my bed when I'm home. But they won't coming close to you."
"It's Ok. I'm not so scare of dogs, you know."
***
They spent the first few days in peace. Reading books in the library, much to Hermione's delight. There are so many books she hadn't read and some were old enough because she never saw it. Mostly they spend the morning in the lakeside. Reading, gossiping or even taking naps. Then, Heidy taught her how to fly fast and do the acrobatic move.
"You could borrow my broom, 'Mione. What you like to try."
"What you mean. How many do you have?"
"Many, I lost count. You know that Paddy owns a broomstick company. I got each prototype of the broom. But mainly there're only three kinds of them. Easy Flash, that's for children, safe and got height limit. Rely Whizz, that's for Dumbledore age, you got some kind of safety belt and you could only do limited acrobatic moves with that. My favourite is Flash Shoot, very fast but controllable, mostly for racer and games. Mine is Flash Jet Shoot, the fastest. Of course I couldn't use it at Hogwarts. They will tide me up, saying it's too dangerous and too hard to handle. But I help Sirius test it so I know perfectly well that they are all safe. So which do you want," Heidy turned around to find a very shock Hermione, "Aren't you listening to me?"
"Hmmm, I don't know. Maybe I take the Easy Flash."
"WHAT, you can't do the acrobatic with that," Heidy shook her head, unbelievable, "They were designed for kids. Easy Curve, East Twist, Easy Coil. They named it easy because it's really safe for children. Come on, 'Mione."
"Fine, what's your suggestion."
"Took the Rely Whizz."
"And you said it's for Dumbledore age."
"It is, but faster that the Easy ones, beside you still could do the acrobat moves and it got the safety belt."
"Uh, all right."
"Here, let's go to the backyard, I want to know how good you are before I could teach you."
***
For a few days, Hermione would fly and raise her flying speed while Heidy stayed at the ground, giving instruction and playing with her terriers.
Everything went well until today, the last three day on her staying at the Black Mansion, Hermione Granger, woke up with no hunch that something will happen.
After taking her bath, Hermione waked her friend, so they could have breakfast together. Well, at least she tried to.
"You wake up now, Dee. Took you long enough. I…" Hermione stopped abruptly when she looked at her friend's sleepy eyes, "Holly Mother, Dee, you're eyes… they… they are green. That's impossible. That's just impossible. How come… why you…" Hermione couldn't stop her rambling and she rewinding her speech for a good ten minutes.
"Relax, 'Mione," Heidy couldn't stand the non-stop and non-eloquent words anymore, took her glasses, "See. Nothing happen. Blue, " She than took off her glasses again, "Green." Do it repeatedly as if talking to a toddler, "Blue. Green."
"…"
"Are you OK?" Taking the silence as a yes, "Good, let me get my sleep and you can had your breakfast."
***
"How could that happened?" Hermione felt much better after having breakfast. "I thought only a Seer has green eyes. I know it for sure, I've read it somewhere before."
"Well, maybe because she is." Sirius smiled soothingly at her. "Lily was a great Seer."
"Mama?"
"One of the greatest actually."
"But, I thought a Seer has her ability when she is seventeen."
"Not really. Their eyes changed at thirteen, whilst they could SEE spirits. Gradually, they could SEE mind, dreams, past and then future. That's the meaning of the sign, Dee," Sirius nodded to her right hand, "Only few great Seers though could reach the highest sight."
"What sign?" Intriguing.
Slowly, Heidy slip away her wristband. "This. I had it for as long as I could remember."
"Every Seer has it from birth. Not naturally on the same place, though."
"But, Paddy. My eyes were as green as I could remember, too. And I could SEE mind since I live with aunt Petty," She looked at Sirius suspiciously, "I just couldn't SEE you clearly sometimes."
Sirius chuckled obviously remembered the flying incident.
"That's because you inherit you mother's power. Awaken your own, and technically double it. She must be somehow transfer it to you before she passed away." Sirius looked sad.
"She died because she gave her power to me?" Heidy's face was paler.
"No, Dee. They could live without their power. I guess she gave it to you because she know she'll die."
"But I don't understand. How she did it?" Hermione looked puzzled at Sirius.
"Seers are more complicated creature. Used to be part of the wizarding but since five centuries ago they are differ from the wizarding world because the different powers. They're known simply as Sheens. And unlike Veelas, their power are inherited to the female lines."
"Does it make aunt Petty a Seer, too?"
"No, that's not how it's working. This is a very rare power, Dee, only the destined ones have. Like you mother."
"So how could they be pureblood if they don't wed the wizard."
"Haha, of course there are male, too, but the males could only SEE spirits. Some even could SEE mind but this gift was definitely the ladies'. They lived all over the world, though, even in the muggle world."
"How do you know that Mama was a great Seer? Tell me more, uncle Siri." There's a rare occasion when Heidy would call him like that.
"Because your grandmother died when she were just eight years old. So she inherited the power, too. Oh, her sign was exactly like yours, at the right fore wrist. That's why she's got the letter to attend Hogwarts and met you father." Sirius smiled at the memory.
"And they got married and they had me."
"Exactly."
But they left me, too. Heidy flashed a sad smiled.
"What else should I know," looking at the faces opposite her, she knew it was the wrong question, "There's something more, right. Tell me you got a power that… that …"
"No, Hermione," Sirius smiled sympathetically at her, "She's got a power, yes. A healing power, actually. That's when she's singing like a Charlotte Church but not when it was like a Tina Turner. You know them, don't you, I guess it's just upsetting the harmony."
"They are muggles singer, how could you…"
"Oh, please. You can put the blame on her aunt. She forced her to learn how to sing. And knowing her, she just like rock and roll."
"Hey, don't talking about me like I'm not here," Heidy's face was unrecognisable since it was red to the core.
"But a Seer were a neutral party, you know. They are also well known for Healing Power. That's why I'm not surprised when I know that Dee almost fail Defence Against the Dark Art. But fine in other subjects and mostly brilliant in Potion, Herbalogy and Care for the Magical Creature."
"Hey, I'm doing fine in the Defence class. Just ask Remmy."
"That's because he gave you extra essay and research projects, Dee. We all know that. Don't bother to deny it. He told me himself." Sirius was smirking at his goddaughter.
"So, Heidy is partly witch and partly Seer. Wow."
"Yeah, wow," Sirius chuckled when he saw the very red face Heidy, "But those all great things doesn't make her a perfect lady," Sirius ruffling her hair, "For one, her cook is the most dangerous stuff."
"It's not that bad," her face red, "Is it?"
***
It was almost midnight when Hermione awoke and noticed that Heidy was not in her bed. Nor her dogs. She was laying on her bed, thinking that her friend might be in the bathroom, when suddenly she heard something.
It was not clear and obviously not from the house but she couldn't go back to sleep and that voice intrigued her. She went out from the backdoor and the voice took her to the lake.
It was the first time Hermione had ever heard Heidy sing. There was something holy, something pure in her voice. There was something ethereal about her standing, singing with unfocused eyes, and her dogs sitting quietly behind her, listening to her.
Hermione stood silently, listening to Heidy's song. It was not in English, and she had never heard that language before, neither the song. But she could feel the sadness in the voice. Somehow, it made her wanted to cry.
"It's a beautiful song, Dee."
Heidy turned around; her eyes slowly back to focus. "Did I wake you?"
"No, I just can't sleep. Then I follow you here."
"Oh, I can't sleep either."
"What song did you sang before. I never heard it before."
"It's an old song, actually."
"It's sound sad."
"Really, I… I remember my parents."
They stood in silent for a moment, after that Hermione hugged her.
"It's getting cold, let's heading back."
"Yeah. I guess we better. Come on, Dake, Bless, we better get some sleep or you won't make the run tomorrow."
"Run?"
"Yeah, they like acting as guard dogs, running across the land, looking for something wrong to report it to Sirius."
"That reminds me something." She tried to enlighten the mood, "Did you SEE me?"
"I loved to SEE my friends. I SAW you several times. It's fun at first but after I SAW the same things all over again. I just got bored." Heidy grinned sheepishly at her.
"Tell me, Heidy Potter," Hermione smiled dangerously now, "What exactly that you see?"
"Er… I forgot. It's years ago."
"Are you trying to tell me that I'm a boring person?"
"No, of course not. You are a wonderful person, 'Mione. I just get bore SEEing the same red head, that's all."
Hermione blushed at the last comment, "And you said you forgot."
"Oh, it's all right. If you want, I can read your card."
"Card? Oh, you mean Tarot?"
"You can say so, but mine is a little bit different."
"You actually learn something in Divination Class?"
"I know what you mean, no. I learn it when I was six."
"What?"
"Oh, it's a long story. I'll tell you sometime."
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19 February 03, 11.43 pm