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Here's chapter twenty for you, Enjoy!
Greg Talon smiled at the confused glance Sirius had shot him and Dumbledore. When Dumbledore had called and told him to come to his office right away he never expected Sirius Black to be sitting there staring at him. Greg, of course, knew that Sirius was innocent, having been told by Harry over the summer. But he had been led to believe that Sirius was still on the run from the ministry and wasn't supposed to show himself to strangers.
Apparently this was indeed the case, as all of a sudden, coming out of his confused stupor Sirius Black stumbled out of his chair and backed away looking panicked.
Shooting an accusatory glance at the amused Dumbledore he yelled, "You knew he was coming and didn't tell me. Well that's just great now he's seen me and is going to attack me because he doesn't know that I'm innocent!"
Dumbledore and Greg, who still hadn't moved from the doorway, exchanged amused glances.
"Does it look like Professor Talon is going to attack you?" Dumbledore asked clearly amused. "I do believe he already knows of your innocence, as he was told by a certain Gryffindor over the previous summer." Turning to the amused DADA Professor he smiled, "Please take a seat."
Greg nodded his thanks and sat facing the old wizard. "What is this all about Albus?"
Sirius looked between the two clearly confused but retook his place as well listening intently.
"I believe these belong to you." He motioned toward the sword lain upon his desk and the still unconscious Jessica on his couch.
Greg glanced at Jessica and the sword, his face remaining indifferent, he raised an eyebrow. "Why do you say that Albus? She is merely a student of mine."
The twinkle in the aged wizard's eye grew to almost blinding proportions. "A student indeed. I wonder how much exactly you have taught her that hasn't been in the curriculum."
Sirius was completely lost now, as the Headmaster and the DADA teacher locked gazes and seemed to have a battle without moving of speaking. He was even more baffled when Greg smiled and chuckled, a few minutes later.
"You are more perceptive then I believed you to be, Albus. I suppose you already had everything figured out a long time ago." He moved from his chair and kneeled beside the prone figure of his protégé, stroking her hair in an almost fatherly way. "But I am curious as to how you knew about me. My confidants are long since passed away and I know they would not have betrayed my trust. So how is it you knew who I was?"
Sirius had had enough, "What the hell are you two talking about? What's going on?"
"I have my ways," Dumbledore continued as if he had not heard the irritated Animagus. "I have the rare ability to see any person's aura; it comes in quite useful at times. You see, your aura is much different then normal wizards. A normal wizard's aura is filled with colors such as Pink, Blue, purple,Yellow and Orange. An Evil Wizard has Black, Grey and a deep Brown in theirs. But yours, Harry's and Jessica's have only Gold, Silver and the purest White imaginable. Normally I would have thought nothing of it, chalked it up to you being extremely powerful. Except I remembered seeing the same thing in my youth. A Mystic Knight had saved me form a terrible fate at the hands of an angry vampire, and he had the exact same aura that you three possess. Imagine my surprise when at the end of last year you walk in looking to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts position, only to have the aura I had witnessed many years ago."
Greg smiled softly, tearing his eyes away from Jessica. "How did you know I had taken Harry?" he asked remembering Harry had said that Dumbledore seemed to know that he had been with Greg all summer.
"I knew that Harry was capable of great things and when he disappeared just days after you had taken the job, I knew that it was time for him to find his destiny. When I saw him at the Weasley's, and saw the unmistakable aura of the Mystic Knight, I was sure about what had happened."
Sirius was totally flabbergasted now, "Harry… Mystic Knight…Jessica… and…" then he turned angry, "YOU. YOU KIDNAPPED HARRY. YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME AND CAUSED ME TO WORRY FOR WEEKS ABOUT WETHER OR NOT YOU-KNOW-WHO HAD GOTTEN HIM!"
Greg stood and faced the seething man, "Yes, I took Harry. But I trained him and taught him to how to defend himself, as you saw when he fought that Fire Wolf. Harry has learned much and is finally ready to face his destiny."
Sirius calmed down a little, "What is this destiny you two are talking about?"
Greg took a deep breath and stated the Prophesy that only Harry, Jessica, Dumbledore and himself knew about.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies…and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not…and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives…the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…" (This excerpt came from the fifth book, OOTP, and I don't own it as all rights belong to J..)
Sirius stared in complete disbelief, "I don't understand," he whispered leaning back in his chair, "W-what does that mean?"
"It means," a voice from the couch spoke up, "That Harry will either have to kill Voldemort or be killed by him."
The three Wizards turned to Jessica, who at that moment was looking a little worse for wear.
"You should probably get some sleep," Greg said helping the girl to her feet, "Your not looking too good."
She laughed bitterly, "You wouldn't feel so good if you had just killed another person either."
Greg sighed sadly but only said one word, "Who?"
"Peter Pettigrew," Dumbledore answered when it became apparent Jessica would not. "He attacked Sirius this evening and Jessica intervened before he could kill him."
"I don't know what happened." She whispered hugging herself, "I was just so angry that he didn't even care about the people he would be hurting by killing Sirius, I flipped and killed him without giving it a second thought. Then... when I had realized what I had done…"
"You did what you had too, you fought honorably…" Greg started but was cut off by the distraught girl.
"I didn't even give him a fair chance!" she cried, "I killed him while his back was turned, what's so honorable about that?" She shook her head, "I'm no better then he was."
Greg turned angry, "Don't say that, your worth a world more then he was." He gently touched her shoulders, "You know that don't you?"
She sighed and sat back down on the couch placing her head in her hands, "I don't know what to think right now."
Greg sighed and looked at the troubled girl sadly. He turned to Dumbledore and Sirius and noticed the worried looks they both held for the young Gryffindor.
After several minutes of silence, Jessica stood again and made her way to the door.
"I'm going to bed; I'll see you all later." She stopped, apparently thinking, and snapped her fingers, her scabbard appeared empty. "Have you seen my….thanks." She took the sword Greg offered her put it back in its rightful place and turned to leave once more.
"Come to my office tomorrow morning, its Saturday so you don't have any classes," Greg said, "We should talk about what happened."
With a nod of acknowledgment Jessica shut the door soundly behind her. Once she had finally reached the Gryffindor girls dormitories she took a long shower then she settled into bed for a restless night.
Well there it was, I hope I explained how Dumbledore knew about Greg and Harry well enough. Please review with any ideas of suggestions you may have. Cheers!