Chapter 2 On our way
Amanda raised her hand as if to call a taxi and waved it. The Knight bus showed up right in front of her.
"How did you do that with out a wand." Asked Harry.
"I've have a family gift, ah, it makes it where I don't need a wand, instead I practice wand less magic." She answered as politely as she could even though it seemed selfishly said anyway. "It's funny really. When I try to use a wand, it blows up."
"Well, we don't have all day. Let me 'elp you 'et on." Came Stan's voice from the steps of the bus.
One by one the trunks made there way on the bus (Amanda brought two trunks).
"'O, Where you want to go?" asked Stan
"Diagon Alley" answered Amanda
"So, why are you and I going to Diagon Alley together?" asked Harry
"Well, I was moving in with a friend of mine we live right next door so I thought this would be a good opportunity to get to know you." She said
"But why, why me?"
"Well because I want to get to know you since I will be around you all year. Why not get a head start?"
"Whatever. You've been to Diagon Alley before, haven't you?"
"Yeah, I practically live there."
"Where do you live?"
Then the bus shot forward as it did many times before. With a bang they could see they had come to a place not far from where they were a minute ago.
"Let me tell you everything about me so we can save the interrogation for later. I grew up with a foster family in Oxford, my real Mum died when I was born and my father left me to die as well. He didn't like the way my magic worked. I was one when he left, after that I was found and placed with a muggle family because, well, it was muggles who found me. I grew up with my powers and making weird things happen. When I was three I got really angry with my foster sister and set the house on fire. When I was five she got a pet snake, she always got want she wanted. Then…"
"When I was 10 my foster grams died. She had a Heart Attack. Then when I was eleven I got an Owl from Professor Dumbledore requesting to send me to Kings Cross to ride to Hogwarts and study privately. I have been since then. I am now ahead of every one in my year, yours, and instead I'm teaching. I'm even working with you in Occlumency. Now any questions?"
Harry had no idea where to begin. He blurted out the first question that came to mind.
"What are you teaching?"
Defense Against the Dark Arts and, of course, Occlumency."
"Anything you left out about who you are?"
"Now that you mention it, I'm an Auror, And have been for three years."
The bus shot forward again and this time Harry and Amanda Fell flat on their faces.
"No one believed that I'm seventeen and a Auror at first, except Dumbledore." Said Amanda as the bus slowed down long enough for them to stand up. Amanda turned and saw a tiny group of wizards make their way for the now open door.
"He knew exactly what and who I was. But I can't see how, I never met him before. He knew my father very well. He went to Hogwarts a very long time ago." She said with a tone of sadness in her voice.
Again the bus began to shoot forward, but Harry and Amanda managed to stay put. Now they were outside the Leaky Cauldron.
"This is us." Came a witch's voice from the stairs and Harry and Amanda got off along with their luggage.
They headed to Gringotts and found Harry's Vault. He got many Galleons, Knuts, and sickles. Harry and Amanda made their way to another vault Harry did not recognize. She opened it and took out the same amount as Harry did. Then came back to the Leaky Cauldron.
"Here we need to put these in the storage room for about two or three hours, how much will that cost?" Said Amanda
"Two sickles." he answered
"Good."
They put their stuff in the small storage room to the right of the bar and they made their way to Flourish and Blotts.
They walked past the Quidditch shop and Harry noticed an old sign. The corners of the paper were yellowed with age although the color was purple a year ago.
THE DARK LORD HAS RETURNEDAll wizards and witches must have a
Guarding spell on their home in case of an attack.
The ministry would prefer to know when an
Attack has taken place to stop further damage.
Harry wondered for a moment to find that he had stopped. Amanda had followed and was now looking at the Firebolt in the window. Harry was still staring at the sign.
Amanda had come out of her trance and was pulling on Harry's arm.
"Come now Harry, we need to get our things," she said eagerly
They finally made it into Flourish and Blotts. Harry quickly found the required books, parchment and ink, and unfortunately, Malfoy.
"Got a new guard have you, Potter?
"For your Information Draco Malfoy, Harry has been showing me around since I'm new and all."
Malfoy took a closer look and realized her radiance.
"Forgive me for being so rude, but I wouldn't stay around Potter longer than necessary. He doesn't seem to be the crowd you belong…."
"Save it Draco, I know you like me but you can marvel at me in class. Oh, and I prefer to be friends with Harry no matter what your opinion may be. I don't take kindly to Death Eater wannabe's." Amanda began to say so fast it seemed to make Malfoy dizzy.
Malfoy stared at her then finally he came back to reality.
"Who are you anyway?"
"My name is Amanda Sl…Borders."
Harry gave her a look of pure interest and confused thought.
"Borders, Doesn't sound like any wizarding family I've ever met."
"It isn't, I took it from my foster family, I didn't like my true name. But I'm from a very old and famous line of wizards one you know by name and one you know from …history." She said unconfidently.
Malfoy seemed confused also but gave up early.
"I suppose you will be in seventh year?" said Draco dashingly
"Actually I'm teaching this year. Meet your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
Malfoy looked at her in horror and excitement. Amanda new exactly what he was thinking.
"Now if you don't mind I would like to finish shopping." Amanda said with so much arrogance that Malfoy should have been proud.
They walked out of the shop peacefully.
"What was that all about?" asked Harry
"What was what about?"
"The taking your foster family's name instead of your own."
"Oh, that. Well, you see, I have a very famous last name. My father named me after the first in the line of my family. I got to many questions and everyone thought I was evil like my father. He worshiped Voldemort. I changed it but not legally that way if I want it back or… well the few who need to know knows my real name."
Harry pondered on what her real name could be the whole time they were in Diagon Alley. While they were there Amanda got herself a new broom, a pitch black Firebolt with flames drawn on the handle (they came customized like that now).
"Well, Harry, we need to be going now it's a long flight." Amanda said nagging
"Where we going anyway?" asked Harry
"To the former Home of black, Grimmauld Place."
They flew a good ways over London when Amanda spoke over the roar of the night air.
"Harry, do you know any good Quidditch moves?"
"Why?"
"I want to see how good you are on a broom."
They waited until they were over miles of endless fields.
Harry did a little twirl and a dive only to start than dived again and down to the ground. He pulled up right before he hit the ground headfirst. He stayed about two feet above the ground for about a minute.
"How's that?" Harry asked
"Your good, but watch this."
Amanda began to spin and dive at the same time and almost hit the ground headfirst also. When she came back up she started to hang off her broom upside down. Harry stared at her as if she were his twin. He remembered when he had to do that to catch the snitch when he played with Ron at practice. Amanda righted her broom and they continued to fly through the clouds.
A/N: Well? My older readers know that this chappie was really a lot more of a giveaway than I gave it credit for. I hoped you enjoyed. Tell me and I'll give you a new sports car!
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