A/N: Another Chapter. Hope you enjoy. READ AND REVIEW! LOVE YOU ALL!
Disclaimer: I own the plot, that's it.
Warning: Contains slash.
Thank my beta, we love her! (Spideria) (She worked on four or five consecutive chapters...IN A ROW!)
Chapter 9
"Laurelin's Redemption"
It was time for another divination class in the cold fall, (beginning winter) and the tower was glowing with a fire. Dazzling decorations that wished you the happiest holiday tidings when you walked by, surrounded the room, and Professor Perkins sat happily at her desk, waiting for the class to arrive, as if nothing wrong had happened.
"Good afternoon, class!" she said in her senile way. "Aren't the holidays the best time of the year? Anyway, today, we are going to learn about how to predict peoples moods!" She announced. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were skeptical at first, but Laurelin appeared to have been in her "grandma form" too long, for she was acting stupid and weird. The lesson was a long and boring one, but they got through it, along with the cupcakes she handed out.
"Alright, class dismissed. Harry, Ron, Hermione, please remain." She requested, as the rest of the class filed out, uninterested in the three people staying behind for a moment. "Well, you three, I feel partly responsible for what happened to you, and I want you to know that I'm sorry." Laurelin said. "So to help in making it up to you, I am giving you all a spell book, full of spells for overage wizards. Hermione, I know you'll enjoy this one!"
"Ok, how bout this?" she asked as she turned back into her regular self. Hermione and Ron were the only ones to gasp because Harry already knew, and was bored with Laurelin's attempts at an apology.
"Now Harry, I have something especially for you." Then Laurelin placed her hand on top of Harry's head, and he was instantly filled with a vision of Sirius.
"Harry. I love you, and I miss you. Know in your heart I will always be with you. Don't lose hope."
"How did you...?" Harry was completely stunned.
"What Sirius didn't know, was that his mother had an affair with the "Witch Weekly" delivery man. I'm the result of that affair. I am the last blood relative of the Black family (A.N: sounds funny doesn't it?) He didn't know, because...look at me! I'm only 14! I was supposed to be a secret to the world, but I ran away. I used my skills in future telling to predict his death and your journey to my village. I would have tried to stop his death, but I could not. I knew that you loved Sirius and so I wanted to know you better and maybe give you one last piece of him. Now, that brings us to the problems I caused you and Draco. First, I would like to say that I was under the control of Voldemort. Only recently, did the Ministry of Magic set me free, clear of any oddities. Harry, please forgive me! I never meant to hurt you!"
For what seemed like a million lifetimes, Harry just stood there, staring. Then, out of no where, he hugged her. "Thank you! I forgive you!" and that was the end of that situation. So they all walked to the great hall and ate dinner. The rest of the evening went very well, and all had a great night's sleep.
A/N: Alright, I know it has been a VERY, VERY short chapter...but I have put out these chapters like crazy, so now you MUST forgive me. I beg of you. well review please! Encourage me to write more for you wonderful people!
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