The Dreamers
Chapter Six
Jasmine, Jaden and Emma caught up with Sean and Jake on their way to History of Magic. They were a few minutes early for the class, but the room was full and noisy. Jasmine soon realized that this was not a class with Slytherin, but with Hufflepuff.
Allison Parkinson was sitting in the center row, three back. She turned at the sound of more people entering the room and immediately greeted Jasmine with a wide toothy grin and a wave. Jasmine returned the favor. Allison put a hand on the empty seat beside her and questioned with her blue eyes for Jasmine to sit there. Jasmine smiled again and took her seat beside her new friend.
"I'm so glad we have a class together." Allison said. "If you have fourth period Divination, then we'll have two classes together. Do you?"
Jasmine nodded. "Yeah. My dad told me not to take Divination if I didn't want to be hassled about death by Professor Trelawney, but my mum said that Ancient Runes was very interesting, so I decided death was better than something my mum thinks is interesting. For my mum, interesting means tons of work."
Allison laughed at Jasmine's story, as well as almost everyone else in the class. Jasmine looked around, embarrassed by all the attention. Jaden and Emma had taken the table in front of Jasmine and Allison, and Sean and Jake were behind. Jasmine knew no one else in the room. No, make that everyone except for acquaintances. She saw that Bram Zabini was sitting to her right, and a few other people she recognized from dinner and breakfast were seated nearby.
"Okay class, quiet down. Quiet down." An elder woman with long silver hair ordered, taking her seat behind a large desk in the front of the room. "The next few days or so, class will be held as a review of the important things you have learned in the past few years."
Jasmine found from that class that her parents did well teaching her about History of Magic. She knew as much as the others, and more. The next class was Transfiguration, with Ravenclaw. Jasmine knew this would not be her best subject, but she tried and eventually performed the correct movements to change a picture of a bird into a real bird that flew out of the picture and into her hand. She was one out of three people who accomplished this, and Professor McGonagall congratulated her heartily. Jasmine's third class was Herbology, her first class with Slytherin, but they all stayed on their side of the room, and Gryffindor stayed on the other side.
Fourth class was Divination. Jasmine went up the tower with Jaden, Sean and Jake following. The higher she climbed, the more the air seemed to fill with smoke. They finally entered a circular room at the top of the tower, heavy curtains drawn over all of the windows so the room was only dimly lit by candles. Incense was strewn about the room making the air heavy and hard to breathe. Jasmine, Jaden, Sean and Jake took a table near the back, hoping not to draw to much attention to themselves. Allison entered soon after and sat with a few of her friends from Hufflepuff beside Jasmine so they could talk.
The talking didn't last for long though, as Professor Trelawney made her big entrance, sweeping her billowing cloak around herself as if she appeared in a puff of smoke instead of walking to the front of the classroom.
"Welcome children, to Divination." She announced while pushing her gigantic glasses farther up the bridge of her nose. "Let us see who in this class possesses the powers to be a Seer." She waved her arms around the room, her fingers twitching. She closed her eyes in concentration.
Jasmine frowned, looking around to see what other people's reactions were to this. Did anyone actually believe this? Then Jasmine remember that her dad told her Professor Trelawney may seem fake most of the time, but she was the one who said the prophecy of Voldemort and him. Jasmine was too busy comparing the woman she pictured foretelling the prophecy to the woman who was actually standing before her to notice that Professor Trelawney had chosen and was making her way to the back of the room where Jasmine sat. Jasmine looked up when the professor stopped in front of her.
"What is your name?" Professor Trelawney wondered.
"Jasmine," Jasmine said hesitantly, hoping this woman would not foresee her death anytime in the near future.
"Jasmine what?" Professor Trelawney prodded.
"Jasmine Potter," Jasmine replied.
"Ah, just as I suspected, you are the daughter of Harry Potter." Professor Trelawney nodded. "Well, Jasmine, you posses the Sight."
"I do?" Jasmine asked, eyes narrowing, wondering what this woman really knew.
Professor Trelawney nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, you do. You are the only one I've ever sensed it this powerfully from in the last twenty years I have been teaching here. Before then, there were others, of course, but never this strong."
"Really?" Jasmine pushed for more information, not believing a word this crazy woman was saying. She then caught Sean's eye from across the table. He was mouthing something to her. She frowned and shook her head, missing it completely. He did it again, clearer this time. He was saying 'your dreams'. Jasmine's eyes widened. "Um, Professor, are you sure you aren't mistaken? I'm sure there must be someone else in this room you were thinking of."
"No, I feel it very strongly from you." She put a hand over Jasmine's head, closing her eyes again. "It is not fully developed, but it will be in a few years. It is not on command, but found in your…dreams. Yes, it is found in your dreams." Jasmine bit her lip, glancing towards Sean in hopes that he'd know what to do. "Hmm, wait I'm getting something else…it's not just y-"
"Professor, there's a fire!" Someone towards the front of the room yelled, interrupting her.
Professor Trelawney whipped around, seeing that one of her candles had been knocked over and had indeed set fire to the curtain closest. "Oh my! Children, head down the stairs immediately!"
Jasmine got up and hurried out of the room along with everyone else. Sean took her by the elbow and led her away from the excited group of students. He leaned against the wall, a sly smile appearing on his lips.
Jasmine's jaw dropped, "You? You did that?" He shrugged. "Oh my god, you did." Jasmine burst out laughing. "I can't believe you set the room on fire."
"What else was I supposed to do? I mean, most people probably wouldn't believe her about the Sight thing, but if she got something about Delia, everyone in our house would know something was up." Sean said, sobering up a bit.
"Yeah. Well…thank you." Jasmine said.
"No problem. That's what I'm supposed to do, right?" Sean asked.
"I guess, but I wouldn't expect Malfoy to do something like that for me." Jasmine explained.
"That's Malfoy for you. The only thing you can expect from him is to find amusement in other people's suffering." Sean joked.
"There you are. Man, did you see that? I was hoping the whole place would go up in flames and we wouldn't have to take the class anymore." Jake said, making his way over to Sean and Jasmine, Jaden following close behind.
"I know! With all that incense, I'm surprised it didn't go up in flames." Jaden added.
By the time the fire was put out, it was time to go to the next class, Charms. Slytherin was also in this class, but Gryffindor ignored them to talk about the fire in Divination, which had been changed from a small fire to one that took up the whole room and almost sent people to the Hospital Wing to make the story more interesting. Jasmine just smiled and shook her head at Sean, who had yet to inform anyone it was he who started the fire.
The last class before lunch was Care of Magical Creatures. This was the one class Jaden didn't have with Jasmine, Sean and Jake. She headed up the stairs to go to her class, not saying what it was, while Sean and Jake led Jasmine outside and down a slope to gather outside of a small hut. The Slytherins were gathering here as well, but much further away from the hut that the Gryffindors.
Sean leaned in to whisper to Jasmine, "Hagrid will be happy to see you. He's been asking about your dad and mum. I never knew what to say since I didn't know you."
"Hagrid is still the Care of Magical Creatures professor?" Jasmine questioned.
"Right yeh are there, missy. Do yeh got a problem with me, eh?" A large man emerged from the hut, his hair wild around his face, but Jasmine looked up into his kind brown eyes and a smile broke out across his face. "Yeh look jus' like yer mum, yeh do. Yer dad too, I s'pose, with them green eyes. What's yer name?"
"Jasmine." Jasmine smiled back at the half giant she'd heard so much about.
Hagrid looked like he was holding back, but then suddenly he reached out and pulled Jasmine into a tight hug. "I bin waitin' so long to do that. Tell yer mum and da' they better come visit me soon."
"I will." Jasmine promised after being placed firmly on the ground again.
"How've they been?" Hagrid wondered.
"Really well. They've told me all about you." Jasmine replied, knowing Hagrid would like this answer.
"Did they now? That's nice." Hagrid smiled. "Have you got any brothers or sisters?"
"Yeah, I have a little sister, she six. Her name is Delia." Jasmine informed him.
"Aw, I bet yeh miss her, eh?" Hagrid asked.
"No." Jasmine shook her head. "Well, she's here."
Hagrid's eyes widened, "Is she now?" Jasmine nodded. Hagrid looked for a moment like he might ask why, but he remember all of the students were listening in on the conversation, so he said, "Bring her down later if you can. I'd like to meet her."
"Okay, I will." Jasmine agreed.
After Care of Magical Creatures, Jasmine walked up to Gryffindor Tower with Sean and Jake to get Delia. Jake said he'd wait in the common room, but Sean wanted to come up and see the room. Jasmine led the way up the two flights of stairs and into the room.
Delia was sitting on the floor in the toy corner, all of her dolls and teddy bears and other stuffed animals split up into different families. She looked up when the door opened and dropped the doll whose dress she'd been straightening. She stood up and gazed proudly down at her groups of families. "Do you like them?"
Jasmine nodded happily. "Yes I do. I love them. Is this all you got done while I was gone?"
Delia tilted her head to the side while thinking, "Yep. How long has it been? One class?"
Sean laughed, "No silly, its lunch time." He turned to Jasmine and told her, "My sister loses track of time when she plays too."
"It's time for lunch already?" Delia asked, looking at Jasmine to agree. Jasmine nodded. "Wow. Well, I can come back and play after, right? And you'll play with me?"
"After lunch I have two more classes, and then I can come and play with you, okay?" Jasmine offered. Delia smiled and left her toys behind to eat lunch. "Delia, you have to write a letter to mum and daddy right after lunch, all right? I don't want you to forget. You told mum you'd write her every day."
"I will, I will." Delia waved her sister's orders away. "I already started it. Sean, are you in Jassy's classes?"
"Yup, every single one of them." Sean told her. They reached the common room where Jake was waiting and continued down to the Great Hall.
"No fair, Jassy, you get to see him all day and I have to stay alone in my room." Delia pouted.
"Yeah, but we're doing work, and you get to play all day." Jasmine mimicked Delia's pout.
Once seated in the Great Hall with Jaden, Adam, Emma, Jake, Sean and Jasmine, Delia craved for the attention. She got it from Sean, Jasmine and Emma. Jasmine because she was her sister, Sean because he was nice, and Emma because she thought Delia was adorable, but Delia didn't care who was listening to her as long as it was somebody.
After lunch, Jasmine brought Delia back up to the room by herself. Delia begged her to stay just for a little while, but Jasmine had to hurry all the way back down the stairs and down even further to the dungeons where she had Potions. Jasmine's dad told her to ignore Professor Snape's attitude towards her and just try and do her very best to rub it in his face.
Jasmine was hurrying, trying not to be late, and thinking of all of these pointers that she didn't even notice she was alone in the corridor except for one other person. She almost ran into them before she realized they were there. "Watch where you're going, Potter."
"Sorry." Jasmine said before she realized it was Malfoy. Jasmine tried to brush past him and continue on her way, but she didn't know where she was going. And Malfoy was supposed to be in her class, but he wasn't going the same way she was. She turned around and said, "Wait."
"What is it?" He asked in a bored tone, turning around to face her.
"I don't know where I'm going." She admitted, not looking him in the eye.
He sneered and turned around, but he was walking slower, so Jasmine took that as his way of showing her where the Potions classroom was. She followed him, staying a few steps behind just in case he decided to play a trick on her. Before they entered the classroom he turned back to her and said, "Don't think I'm going to play secret keeper for you and your stupid sister. It's not my fault you let your little gift slip, and I'm not going to suddenly be all friendly to you and Weasel."
"Whatever." Jasmine said, pushing him out of the way. "I didn't expect you to. That would require you to be nice. From what I've heard, Malfoys aren't nice, or trustworthy, or anything decent really. Thank you." She said it only to show him she was bigger and better than him.
She entered the classroom and sat beside Jaden only seconds before Professor Snape stalked into the room, giving orders as he did. Professor Snape said that for today who they were sitting next to would be their partner, but tomorrow he was assigning them. Everyone in the class groaned at this, since the class was Gryffindor and Slytherin, none of them wanted to be paired with someone from another house.
"Stop this annoying foolishness. You'll get whomever I pick out of this hat. Now, look at the board and make the potion. Got it?" Everyone nodded and Snape sat down at his desk in the front of the room, satisfied for the moment.
Jasmine stayed quiet and tried to be unnoticed throughout the class. She and Jaden worked quickly on getting the ingredients for the potion. They made the potion correctly and called Professor Snape over to check. He nodded his head and then sat down again, telling Jaden and Jasmine to copy down the steps from the board so they would have them in their notes.
"Don't get your hopes up, Jasmine." Jaden whispered as she copied from the board. "He's not usually this nice. And I bet you he won't be tomorrow."
"I know. My mum and dad warned me about him." Jasmine finished copying the notes and waited until the class was over.
As they were leaving the classroom, Jasmine following Jaden, Sean and Jake, she felt someone's eyes on the back of her head. She turned and saw Malfoy staring in her direction. Jaden whispered in her ear, "He's been doing it all class. I didn't want to tell you, but it seems you've caught the attention of the school bad ass."
"He's not a bad ass, just a jerk." Jasmine said loud enough for Malfoy to hear before frowning and turning away.
She hurried after her new friends to go to their last class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. Jasmine was excited to get to this class because Dumbledore let Remus Lupin back to teach and Jasmine hadn't seen him in over a year. He usually came over for Christmas dinner, but he couldn't make it last year and Jasmine couldn't wait to see him.
"What are you in such a rush for?" Jaden asked her.
"Oh, Remus is my parents' friend and I've known him for a really long time and I just am really happy to see him." Jasmine explained.
"Wait, Professor Lupin?" Jaden questioned. Jasmine nodded. "That's cool. He's a really good teacher. Perfect for Defense Against the Dark Arts, don't you think?"
"Definitely," Jake agreed, having heard what the girls were talking about.
"A lot of parents, mostly purebloods like the Malfoys, protested against him being a teacher here because he is a werewolf, but Dumbledore told them he wouldn't be changing his mind for that again." Sean told Jasmine.
"That's good. Remus has been through enough. It's not like he asked to be a werewolf. He just is." Jasmine said as they walked through the doors and into the DADA classroom.
Remus Lupin looked up from his spot at his desk as the four walked into his classroom. A smile crinkled his eyes when he spotted Jasmine and he stood up and held out his arms. Jasmine gladly went to him and hugged the aging man.
"Jasmine, I'm so glad to see you, darling." Remus told her.
"I'm glad to see you too. You weren't at breakfast or lunch so I was worried you wouldn't be here." Jasmine said.
"Oh, I never eat in the Great Hall. I prefer my own quarters." Remus said, and then noticed that the room was filling up quickly with his students. "We will talk later, come and see me after supper, and bring little Delia, okay?"
Jasmine nodded, "She'll be so thrilled to see you." Jasmine took her seat next to Jaden at the table behind Sean and Jake.
She heard someone laugh softly from behind her and she turned around to see Malfoy seated behind her. "Figures you'd be friends with a werewolf, Potter."
Jasmine noted that he was seated beside a chubby boy who was unmistakably Vincent Crabbe's boy and said to him, "Figures you'd be friends with the same goons your father was."
Crabbe looked over from talking to a tall, pretty girl with brown hair and widened his eyes at Jasmine. "You're Harry Potter's daughter." He said.
"Yes," Jasmine agreed. "I was in other classes with you today, I hope you know."
Crabbe nodded, "I'm Gerry Crabbe. This is my girlfriend Angelia Goyle." The girl hesitantly waved to Jasmine, a small frown on her pale face.
Malfoy elbowed Gerry in the side and hissed, "What are you doing?"
"Oh…right." Gerry said. "Stop talking to me, Potter, I don't associate with your kind." Angelia snickered.
Jasmine rolled her eyes at Malfoy and said, "You are so pathetic," before turning around and listening to Remus talk about his expectations for this year and a vague course description.
After the class was over, Sean told Jasmine they would have two hours to do whatever they wanted before dinner. Jasmine waved goodbye to Remus and then followed Sean, Jake, and Jaden back up to the common room.
"So we always have two hours to do anything?" Jasmine asked.
"Well, on Mondays we do, but Tuesday through Friday we have class until five and dinner at seven, so it is technically still two hours. Just…a little different." Jaden said.
"Well, I have to go get Delia before we do anything else. She won't want to be upstairs any more." Jasmine said.
"I'm going to do my homework now; I promised Emma we would do our homework together so she doesn't have to see Cassia." Jaden told Jasmine, waving to Emma who was sitting by the fire.
"Okay, see you at dinner."
"I'm going to sleep. Wake me up before dinner, would ya?" Jake asked Sean. Sean nodded and then followed Jasmine up to get Delia.
"Want to go for a walk around the lake once we get Delia? We can stop by Hagrid's too." Sean suggested.
"Yeah, that sounds good." Jasmine smiled.
They reached the door to Jasmine and Delia's dorm and Jasmine said the password. The door swung open to reveal Delia sitting on the floor in front of the enchanted, dollhouse version of Hogwarts. She was too busy looking for something that she didn't even realize Jasmine and Sean had entered the room until Jasmine tapped her on the shoulder. Delia jerked her head out of the dollhouse and looked up at Jasmine.
"Sorry hon, I didn't mean to scare you." Jasmine said, smiling down at her little sister.
"You're stuck, Jassy." Delia said, peering back into the dollhouse.
"What do you mean I'm stuck?" Jasmine asked, furrowing her brow.
"I can't get you out." Delia said, sticking her arm in the dollhouse and pulling on something Jasmine couldn't see. "I found me, and Sean, and Jaden, and Emma, and Jake, and Dumbledore, and that nice Allison girl, and even Remus, but I can't get you out of that room." Delia lined up the dolls she named neatly in a row before her. "You can't just take them, you have to think of something special about them and then they can come out." Delia added, smiling down on her collection. "But I've thought of everything I can about you and I just can't get you out."
"Here, let me see." Jasmine bent down and pulled Delia's little arm out of the dollhouse, replacing it with her own. She peeked in the dollhouse and spotted at miniature version of herself halfway inside and halfway out of a doorway.
"See? I got half of you, but the other half won't move. What does that mean, Jassy? Do I really only got half of you?" Delia's eyes filled with tears.
"Delia, listen to me. This is just a dollhouse." Jasmine comforted, while still tugging on the toy version of herself. "There must be a leg stuck or something like that. It's not your fault and it's not my fault."
Delia shook her head and whispered, "You don't understand. It's special. They all mean something. Everything in there means something. They move and they talk. I hear them, Jassy, they talk, and they sing too. Just like I heard last night, only you didn't believe me. And now I can't get you out, and that means you don't want me to. You don't want me anymore."
"Delia," Jasmine grabbed her sister's shoulders and made her look into her matching green eyes. "Listen to me. I love you, and I will always want you. Look at me. Do you see me? Am I all here? Then you will always have me, okay? These dolls aren't real. They're just made up. They do what they were enchanted to do. That's all. Understand?"
"Yes Jassy." Delia said, no trace of tears left in her pretty green eyes. She looked over then and saw that Sean was standing just inside the doorway, watching them with a small smile on his face. She stood up and ran over to him, grabbing his hand and pulling him over to the dollhouse, "Sean, look. That's you, right there. See him? Isn't he cute? I could get out all the people I know, but that's it. Well, except for Jasmine. She won't come out for some reason."
Jasmine rolled her eyes and looked around in the dollhouse windows, fascinated by the moving figures inside. She could sometimes spot a few that she knew, but there were so many others that she didn't know. She frowned at the thought of her own doll not coming out. She would have liked to get a closer look at it. How did this dollhouse work? How did those little people move around and talk to one another? Jasmine gasped as the dolls Delia was showing Sean drifted up in the air out of Delia's small hands and floated back inside the mini Hogwarts.
"How did that happen?" Jasmine asked.
Sean shrugged, "They're enchanted. They have a mind of their own, I guess."
"Look! That's our room! We're all in our room! Jassy, yours moved! You're in our room, with me and Sean!" Delia shouted, excited at finding this secret first. "They go where we really are!"
"You know," Sean said mischievously, "this could really be useful."
"Maybe that's why Dumbledore put this in here. So we could keep an eye out to where everyone is." Jasmine suggested.
"Well this can't be right, then." Sean said, squinting in the dollhouse.
"Why not?" Jasmine asked, trying to see what he was seeing.
"Because I don't see Malfoy," Sean said.
"I saw that little brat sneaking around earlier. He was following your guys' dolls down the hallway for a while, but then he turned around and went the other way." Delia offered.
"Will you help me find him now?" Sean questioned.
Delia nodded her head. She looked in the dollhouse at every angle and finally said, "Look, I found him." She pointed into an area that must have been the Slytherin common room. "See, he's lying on the couch there. I think he's…sleeping."
"Yeah, I see him. Prat," Sean wrinkled his nose.
Jasmine shook her head and reminded, "Weren't we going to go for a walk around the lake?"
"Oh yeah, want to go now?" Sean asked.
"We're going for a walk around our dream lake?" Delia waited until Jasmine nodded her confirmation before jumping up and yelling, "Yes!"
"But first, where is your letter to mum and daddy?" Jasmine asked.
"On the table. It isn't very long, but mummy won't mind." Delia said. As Jasmine lifted it off the table she yelled, "Don't read it! You're not allowed to!"
Jasmine rolled the piece of parchment up and stuffed it in her pocket, "All right, all right, I won't read it. Let's go."
While Delia skipped ahead down the stairs, out into the corridor and then out into the soft sunshine of the afternoon, Jasmine carefully pulled out her younger sister's letter and read what it said:
Mum and Daddy,
Sorry I forgot send you a letter yesterday. I fell asleep. I have so much to tell you, but there is a mini Hogwarts dollhouse and there are dolls in it that talk to each other. I tried to hear what they are saying, but it was too quiet. Jassy came here after lunch before she went to class and I wanted her to stay but she said she had to go to her class right now. So when she left I watched her little doll walk from our mini room down to where the mini Malfoy was and she started talking to him. I don't like him. He's mean. Jassy shouldn't talk to him, tell her that. I'm scared she's going to like him and he's going to trick her or something, especially after our dream. She took his robes! I couldn't believe her. Well, I'll write you more next time. I have to go play now. I miss you. I love you. Please write back soon.
Hugs and kisses from Delia Potter
Jasmine quickly rolled the parchment back up and put it back in her pocket before Delia realized she had read it. She could not believe her little sister was telling her parents she was going to start liking Malfoy. Yeah right. That was not going to happen. She knew he wasn't a good person. He was a Malfoy for Merlin's sake. Of course he wasn't a good person. Jasmine took a few deep breaths before she felt she could continue walking without screaming.
"What did she write about you?" Sean asked, coming up behind her.
"Just that she doesn't trust me." Jasmine said calmly. "She thinks I'm going to start trusting Malfoy because of this stupid dream we had last night. It was just a dream! She doesn't get it."
"What are you talking about?" Delia asked, stopping suddenly.
"Nothing," Jasmine lied.
"You were talking about our dream, weren't you?" Delia questioned, looking her elder sister in the eye.
"Yes, I mentioned it." Jasmine answered.
"That's not fair. You told him our other one. I get to tell him this one." Delia announced. "Okay, so this man was dragging me through a dark hallway and I couldn't see anything, but he wouldn't let go of my wrist. He was just dragging me by my arm down the hallway, and I couldn't stand up because he was walking too fast. And then I started yelling for Jasmine because I didn't know where she was, and I kept yelling and yelling her name and then she answered and I pulled myself out of that bad man's hold and followed her voice. She was locked in this room but she got it open just before the bad guy came back to get me and pulled me inside. Then she broke the window with the glass and said we had to jump out because there was no other way to get out of the house. Don't worry, though, there was a big lake outside that we had to jump to. Jasmine grabbed me and we jumped out the window. After we were in the water we kept sinking and we couldn't get to the top, so Jassy pulled off our sneakers and socks so we could kick up more. Finally we came to the top. I thought I was going to die because I couldn't breathe. It was scary."
Delia took a breath and made sure Sean was paying attention before continuing, "Then we were trying to swim to the other side of the lake, but I kept getting pulled under because my clothes were heavy, so Jasmine told me to take off my jeans, but I didn't want to because I didn't want anyone to see me. So Jassy took off her jeans and shirt first, so I wouldn't be embarrassed. Then we kept swimming and we got to the other side and we ran into the woods. Then we heard voices and Jassy pulled me in between to big trees with her and told me not to talk. We were listening and I kept thinking I'd heard those voices before, and it ended up being you and Malfoy. I was happy to see you, but I didn't want to see Malfoy. I don't know why he keeps being in our dreams."
"Okay, Delia, are you going to finish or keep going on and on about Malfoy?" Jasmine said impatiently.
"I'm going, I'm going." Delia said. "Okay, so then Jasmine got embarrassed because she was standing there in her underwear and bra and you were embarrassed for her, I think, but I don't really know why you were embarrassed, and then Malfoy like stared at her before taking off his cloak and giving it to her. And she put it on! I was so mad. That's why I was mad at her, because she's starting to trust a Malfoy, and soon she's going to be best friends with that prat." Delia folded her arms across her chest and looked at Sean for a reply.
"Wow. Well, that was…quite a dream." Sean said, not sure what he was supposed to say to all of that. "Um…I don't think you should worry too much. Jasmine doesn't like Malfoy, she just told me she thinks he's a stupid git."
"Yeah, that's what she told you, but she didn't take your cloak, did she?" Delia declared.
"Delia, it was a dream. I didn't really do anything. You can't keep getting mad at me for things I didn't actually do. I told you this morning, and I'll tell you again, I wouldn't really take anything from Malfoy. Okay?" Jasmine asked, but she wasn't really asking, she was just sick of Delia's being so childish.
"Fine, but remember this when he offers you something. Remember that you promised you wouldn't take anything from him." Delia warned.
"I won't have to, because he is never going to offer me something." Jasmine said. "You know what? Enough, okay, Delia? No more. If you don't stop talking about Malfoy, I'm sending you back to the room for the rest of the night."
Delia pouted, but she didn't say anything else as they strolled around the big lake before stopping at Hagrid's hut. Jasmine was ticked at Delia for making a big deal about something that meant nothing to her, but she wasn't going to punish Hagrid for this. She went up to the door and knocked. There were several barks and a hush before the door was opened.
"Jasmine, Sean! I'm so glad you showed. This must be little Delia." Hagrid's large face split into a grin and he swung open the door for them to come inside. "Don't mind the mess. With all these animal's I've got in here, I can't seem ter keep it clean."
"Don't worry about it, we don't mind." Jasmine assured him. As soon as she stepped in the hut she was jumped on by three dogs. One was huge and was standing with his two front paws resting on her shoulders and he was licking her face. The other two were small and wagging their tails so much their small bodies were wriggling all over the place.
"Here, sit, sit." Hagrid swept the crumbs off the table with his arm and motioned at the two large chairs at the table.
Jasmine sat and pulled Delia onto her lap, and Sean sat in the other chair. Hagrid sat down at a huge brown recliner chair by the fire and stared at Jasmine and Delia for a moment.
"This sure does bring back memories. Yer mum and dad used ter come here with Sean's uncle Ron, all of 'em under that invisibility cloak of yer dad's." Hagrid told them.
"We know, my daddy tells us all the stories of Hogwarts." Delia said to Hagrid. "He told us you had a big dog named Fang and she was really just a big baby even though she had a scary name."
"Ah, Fang. I miss her. She was a good dog." Hagrid said.
"What happened to her?" Delia asked, her bottom lip quivering. She hated people talking about things that died even though no one she loved had ever died.
"She was old." Hagrid explained. "It's not so bad though. I've got these three." Hagrid nodded his head at the three dogs that were lying at his feet. "The big Saint Bernard is Molly, the brown lab is Bear, and the yellow lab is Honey. Those two are still pups."
"They're cute." Delia said, dropping of Jasmine's lap and sitting on the ground instead. The dogs wagged their tails and wiggled over to Delia, licking her face.
"Would ya mind if I ask why she's here?" Hagrid questioned Jasmine.
Delia spoke up before Jasmine could, "Dumbledore wanted me to come with Jassy because we have the same dreams, but we're not supposed to tell anyone. I know you won't tell, though. My mum and daddy trust you and so do I." She smiled up at Hagrid and continued petting the dogs.
"O' course I wouldn't tell yer secret." Hagrid agreed. "Workin' at Hogwarts gets me in on a lot o' secrets I wouldn't a' minded not knowin' in the first place, and I don't tell any o' those unless they're gonna cause harm. Dumbledore says that it's then my duty to tell."
"Were there any secrets you had to tell?" Jasmine wondered.
"Well, I can't remember any that've happened recently, but when yer mum and dad were goin' to school 'ere there were a few. Most of 'em had to do with yer dad." Hagrid paused, thinking back to a specific one. "Ah, here's one: in yer dad's sixth year, Draco Malfoy got caught up in some real bad mischief. You might a' heard about it from yer folks, but maybe not. His father, Lucious, was a Death Eater if you didn't know, and Draco was s'pose to become one too. Voldemort told Draco he wouldn't have to become a Death Eater if he could pull off killing Dumbledore. Well, luckily for him, I heard a bit o' their plans and told Dumbledore. He helped hide Draco until after the War was over and the Light side ruled over the Dark."
"Wow." Jasmine breathed. "Who knows what could have happened if you didn't overhear their conversation."
"I don't believe you." Delia announced from the floor.
Hagrid looked down at the child and asked, "Well what's not to believe? It happened."
"No." Delia shook her head. "You said that Draco Malfoy wouldn't kill Dumbledore, so then why is he so evil?"
Jasmine rolled her eyes and tried to ward off the coming headache. "Honestly, Delia, do you ever think about anything other than the Malfoy family being evil?"
Delia stared her older sister in the eyes and said, "You shouldn't get so mad at me about it, Jasmine. You didn't see what I saw. You don't know about them being evil. They are. They have evil thoughts and you shouldn't talk to any of them."
"Delia, what things did you see?" Jasmine asked, a serious expression crossing her face. "Did you go back to sleep?"
"No," Delia shook her head. "On the train I saw it, and I don't want to tell you because you don't believe me."
"Delia, this is serious. You have to tell me. Did you write it down in your journal?" Jasmine demanded.
Delia nodded her head, "Yes, but I don't want you to look at it until after Dumbledore does. Besides, I have to find out if my secret is true." She glanced over at Sean when she said this, a strange look in her eyes.
Jasmine flicked her gaze over to Sean just in time to see him go pale. "What's wrong?"
"It is true, isn't it?" Delia asked him. "How could you not tell us that?" Delia's eyes filled up with tears, "I can't be friends with you anymore."
"Delia, you need to stop right now and explain to me what you are talking about." Jasmine ordered.
"Oh dear," Hagrid mumbled.
Jasmine frowned and looked from Hagrid to Sean and back to her sister. "You all know and I don't?"
"Look, I was planning on telling you both, I just didn't think now was the right time." Sean stammered. "Whenever people find out they don't trust me for a while. But that's not fair. I'm nothing like him. I'm nothing like either of them."
"What are you talking about? You're not like who?" Jasmine asked, and then something in her mind clicked. "Oh my god, you're Malfoy's brother, aren't you?"
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A/N: Okay, there you go. A bit of a cliffhanger there. I hope you guys like it and please review if you do read it. Even if it is to tell me you hate that I'm writing a Mary Sue (which I could so argue with you that it's not, but bring it on :D) I'll get another chapter up when I can.