Hermione nodded as Mia headed off. As soon as Mia turned the corner, Ron and Hermione rounded on Harry, "Stay away from her Harry…"

"What? Why?" Harry asked looking at his friends oddly.

"First off, you don't know who she is, who her uncle is, where she comes from, why she's here…well, anything!" Ron all but shouted at his friend.

"Ron's right Harry, for all you know she could be working for You-Know-Who." Hermione added. Harry just stared at them.

"Look mate, she's got a lot of things working against her." Ron added.

"Like what?" Harry asked crossing his arms.

"Well…she didn't know who you were! Who doesn't now a days? She could be faking it!" Ron shouted yet again.

"You heard her, she's been at a muggle school. How many muggles do you know that know about Voldemort?" Harry asked.

"She also said his name, the only people I know of who say his name are the Death Eaters." Hermione chimed in.

"So, I say his name as does Dumbledore, we're not death eaters, are we?"

"Snape is, for all you know she could be his niece!" Again Ron shouted.

"She could also be Lupin's, or Flitwick's, or even Filch's for crying out loud!" Harry retorted.

"Lupin never mentioned her Harry," Hermione spoke softly, "Don't you think he would have said something about her to you at least, telling her stories about your parents?"

"Maybe it slipped his mind?" Harry asked growing less sure of himself.

"Myrtle never mentioned her either, not even when you found the chamber," Ron said, finally bringing down the volume.

"And what about her being a Parsel-mouth. I know you are one Harry, and we both know why you are one, but why is she one?"

"Look Harry," Ron said putting an arm around his friend, "If she is just a regular girl, like you think she is, do you really want her to get caught up in your war with Voldemort? We've been with you since the beginning."

"And even if it wasn't for you, we'd still be in danger from him, I'm a muggle born, and Ron's family is in the Order."

"But Mia has nothing. Do you want to get her involved, put her in danger?"

Harry let these words sink in as they continued their journey to the Gryffindor entrance, "I guess not…I'll try to keep her at a distance."

"Good," Ron said, "That's all we're asking."

"Dormiens Vita," Hermione said to the Fat Lady.

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Mia entered Dumbledore's office, to find him sitting at his desk waiting for her, "Stay away from Harry, Amelia…"

Amelia bowed her head, "I know."

"Do you?" Dumbledore asked, "Do you really?"

"Of course I do uncle. If I were to get closer to Harry, I'd put him in more danger than he already is." She walked over to her Uncle's desk and sat down in the chair placed before it. "If I were to get close to him…Malae would come after him, just like she did with any other person I got close to." Tears started to form in her eyes, "I should just leave here, I put the students in too much danger. Hogwarts may be safe from Voldemort, but once Malae finds out where I am there will be no stopping her."

"No," Dumbledore said standing from behind his desk, "You shall remain here. Malae will not attack the school."

"Not directly!" Mia shouted standing up, "She'll find ways around that until she is able to break my wards! And by then she would have found out about Voldemort and joined up with him! I'm too close to the wizarding world, she'll find out! And once she does you won't have to worry about Voldemort anymore, he'll be long gone, but Malae will be stronger than ever! I HAVE TO LEAVE!"

"YOU SHALL REMAIN HERE!" Dumbledore screamed. He calmed down soon enough seeing the state his granddaughter was in. She was sitting on the floor, next to the chair, tears cascading down her face. Dumbledore moved over to the fallen girl, taking her into his arms in a comforting embrace. "You shall remain here, here is where I can best protect you."

Mia gave an ironic laugh, "I should be the one protecting you."
"Well, I have lasted this long, haven't I?"

Mia nodded, "But she's stronger than last time."

"And you are stronger too…." He trailed off, not sure whether or not he should say what he was about to say, "You and Harry must stay away from each other, you will only bring danger to each other. Voldemort would go after you, seeing a way to get to Harry, and Malae would go after Harry seeing a way to get to you. You and Harry are in the same boat here, of two worlds, one cannot exist without the other. Harry gives the wizarding world hope, and you give our world hope. Without either of you, the worlds would crumble."

Mia laughed again, "You have been saying that since I was nine years old."

"And yet it never gets old…or less true." Dumbledore pulled Mia to her feet, "I know you have suffered much young one, but you must never give up on the hope that it will get better, now what have I always told you?"

Mia smiled slightly, "Dum vita est, spes est. Where there is life, there is hope."

Dumbledore gave a soft chuckle, "Yes, now off to bed with you." Mia wiped her face with the sleeve of her robe one last time before heading to the door, "Oh Mia, here."

Mia turned in time to see an old leather bound book float over to her, "How to care for a Basilisk…You mean…"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded. Mia's face broke out into an ear-to-ear smile as she ran to hug her grandfather. "Thank you uncle Albus!"

"Your welcome Mia, but you need to read the book front to back before I can give you the egg."

"Of course."

"And I expect you to fix it, you know the its breath, eyes, and size…can't have it killing off students now can we?"

"No uncle Albus, Good night." She kissed him on the check before heading out of the office.

Dumbledore sighed as he sat back down in his seat. He took the picture of Mia and her parents in his hands, gazing at it when the sorting hat spoke. "You should have told her Albus."

"I know…"

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A/N – Hi, sorry it took so long to update, finals at my school came around before I knew it. I threw in some unfinished things in this chapter, just remember all, will be explained eventually. If I confused anyone, the basilisk will be 'fixed' so that it won't grow very big, or kill anyone with its eyes or breath. Mia plays more of a role in the upcoming war than her uncle let on, and keeping Harry and Mia away from each other will become harder in the future. That is all I have to say.