For those of you who were upset with me for revealing Jenna's father, I wanted you people to know who Jenna's father is. My point is for you to know and Jenna not to...it's not a mystery story. Hope you like this chapter! There's Quidditch and burning roses!

Chapter Eight

Questions and Quidditch

That evening Rhea and Addy left Jenna sitting by the fire in the common room to ask their mother why she and Professor Lupin were so interested in her. They made their way down to Professor Weasley's bedroom and Addy gently knocked on the frame of the painting that covered the hidden entrance. The phoenix in the painting eyed the two girls as if it were upset that it was woken from its slumber.

Hermione Weasley opened the painting and grinned when she saw who had knocked.

"Come in you two! What a wonderful surprise. I've been thinking that you two have forgotten that you had a mother." She joked. The two girls grinned and followed their mother inside.

The bedroom was like the dorms in Gryffindor: all a deep red, but more elaborate and there was only one bed, of course. The bed was larger and silk hangings with oriental birds embroidered on it in gold covered the sheets from view. The carpet was a rich crimson color and the walls were covered in portraits of old Heads of Gryffindor. A fire crackled merrily in the hearth on the opposite wall, sending a warm glow over half the room.

Hermione led the girls to a round, wooden table in the corner and motioned for them to sit.

"What's going on you two? I know you're not here to just chat with your Mum." They looked down, ashamed.

"Well?" Addy spoke up.

"What's so special about Jenna?"

Hermione sighed. "What do you mean?"

"What we mean is," Rhea said harshly, "is that you and Professor Lupin seemed to have taken an odd interest in our friend for some reason and we'd like to know why."

Hermione stared into her daughter's eyes warily. "It's nothing. Jenna just reminded us of someone we used to know." Rhea stared at her, disbelief written all over her face. Hermione saw.

"It's true! We just thought she looked familiar. Now I suggest you two run off to bed before you get into trouble."

Rhea eyed her mother one last time before opening the painting and walking out. Addy kissed her mother goodnight and sprinted after her sister.

Back in the common room, Jenna waited anxiously for the return of her friends...and some answers.

The portrait creaked open and Jenna turned her focus from the chess game she was watching two sixth year boys play.

"Finally! What took you so long? What did your mum say?" Jenna asked rapidly.

"We weren't that long." Rhea exclaimed. "And mum would spill." She added.

Addy cut in. "She said that you looked familiar...like she's met you before. Professor Lupin feels the same way. That's all."

"You can't really believe that's all, can you, Addy?"

"I can and I will. This is our mother we're talking about, and if we can't trust her, then who can we trust?"

Rhea mumbled something which sounded amazingly like 'good for nothing know it all' and retreated up the stairs to the dormitory.

"Well, Jenna, we should be getting off to bed too. We wouldn't want to miss the first Quidditch game of the year!" Addy skipped up the stairs and disappeared behind a door.

"Quidditch?" Jenna asked to no one in particular.

The next morning was grey and a light drizzle fell from the sky as Jenna, Rhea, and Addy made their way to the Quidditch pitch. They sat down on the bench after Addy had performed a drying spell to it. A voice echoed through the stadium.

"Welcome to the first Quidditch game of the year: Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw!" Loud cheers erupted from the stands. The announcer continued.

"Here's the Ravenclaw team! Allen! Barness! Jemmerworth! Lansing! Marett! Sornborger! Umbria! Zanders!"

Seven figures clad in royal blue walked out onto the field and mounted their brooms. The announcer took a deep breath.

"And now the Gryffindor team! Capulet! Hobbes! King! Leander! Pendragon! Romney! Weasley!"

The Gryffindor team emerged on the field wearing robes of deep scarlet. Tailing the group was a girl with long strawberry blond hair and a look that stated that she was about to throw up.

"I didn't know Desirée was on the team." Jenna stated. Rhea nodded.

"Oh, yeah. She's a chaser. This is her first game."

"That's explains the green tinge on her face." All three girls suppressed a laugh as the whistle blew and fourteen players rose into the air.

Jenna had never seen a Quidditch game before and was glad when Rhea started explaining what was going on.

"You see that red ball? Well, that's the quaffle. The chasers—that's what Desirée is—they try to put the quaffle into one of those three hoops...see?" she pointed as Lenny Pendragon scored for Gryffindor.

'Then there's the keeper...that's Nova Romney there. She's trying to keep the other team from scoring. Then there's the beaters. They have to beat away those black balls—those are bludgers—from their team and towards the other. And then there's the Seeker. Our Seeker is Keeley Hobbes. She has to catch the snitch. It's this little flying gold ball, and it's really fast and really hard to see. See how Keeley's just floating up there, looking?"

Jenna looked above the game and saw the lone figure in scarlet circling aimlessly. Jenna heard a gasp from the crowd as Keeley raced towards the opposite end of the pitch. The Ravenclaw Seeker saw her move and followed close behind.

The announcer was going crazy. "It's Hobbes and Zanders, neck to neck, broom to broom! There's no knowing who gunna catch it...its close...Zanders almost has it...Ow!" He gasped as Genevieve Zanders smacked into Desirée, who had not gotten out of the way in time. Both fell from the sky like leaves in autumn, hitting the ground with a deafening 'smack'.

Groans were heard throughout the stadium as Madam Pomfrey hobbled onto the pitch and examined the two girls. After a minute or so she stood up and levitated them into the hospital wing.

Addy looked ready to burst into tears as she dragged Rhea to the hospital wing with Jenna tagging behind.

When they reached the wing, it wasn't empty as they had figured. Five figures stood hovering around a single bed. Four worried expressions on their faces, and one who looked bored out of his mind.

"Are you three related too?" Madame Pomfrey asked with a tone of annoyance in her voice.

Rhea nodded and the three walked to the bedside, where the five people finally noticed them.

"Oh, Rhea! Adina!" one of the figures shouted as she threw herself upon them. This woman had long, straight, silvery hair that flowed down her back like a sparkling waterfall. Her ice blue eyes were red from her tears.

"Fleur, calm down. She's going to be fine...you heard Madam Pomfrey." A tall man with red hair tied in a ponytail, gently lifted the woman from the twins and gave them a weak smile before turning back to the bed where his daughter lay unconscious.

"Humph. Zees school nurse! What does she know? I steel inseest that we take her to St. Mungo's." Fleur screeched. Madam Pomfrey, who had been standing behind the crowd, looked utterly disgusted at the woman who questioned her ability.

"That's it! Everybody out! My patients need rest and my care. There are too many people in here. Out!" Everybody stared at her for a second and then slowly marched out into the corridor. Out in the open, Jenna was finally able to see who else was there. There was the silver-haired woman – Fleur – and her red-haired husband. There were two older looking people...both with red hair, Professor Granger, and a little boy with the same strawberry blonde hair as Desirée, who had had the bored expression on his face in the hospital wing.

Addy walked up to the boy, placed a kiss on each cheek and cried "Russell! You poor thing. You must be so upset!" Addy then hugged him tightly and could not see the look of repugnance on his face.

After Addy let go, she was introduced to the group. The tall redhead was their Uncle Bill and Fleur was their aunt, who was apparently part Veela, but Jenna had no idea what that was. The boy was their cousin, Russell, and the two older people were Rhea and Addy's grandparents. All of them had come to see Desirée in her first ever Quidditch match.

As they walked along the corridor, they passed by both the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw Quidditch teams, a small group of fourth year Ravenclaw girls in hysterics, and a sixth year boy who was trying to conjure up roses while running, but the roses kept on bursting into flames every few seconds.

The group was silent except the occasional comment on the school or each other. Jenna watched as Russell began skipping stones across the lake. At the fifth stone, the lake started to ripple and a giant tentacle rose out of the water and threw the stone back onto the shore. Russell screamed and hid behind his mother for the rest of the time, while Rhea laughed and Addy, Bill, and Hermione tried to convince him that the Giant Squid was nice. The elder Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had fallen asleep under a tree, and Mr. Weasley was snoring loudly.

"This is what a real family is like" Jenna thought. She was jarred out of her thoughts by a smiling Rhea.

"Guess what? Mum and Dad said you can come for Christmas if Grandma and Grandpa say it's all right!" Jenna smiled up at her friend and gave her a big hug, causing both of them to tumble into a heap on the grass.

"Jenna stopped laughing and looked at Rhea. "I just hope my mother lets me go." Rhea shrugged. "She can probably come too. We've already got like twenty people...what's one more?"

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