Chapter 10
Secrets Revealed

Jamie was about to faint. Her father, the one person who could totally ruin her relationship with Romeo Malfoy, was standing before her.

Ruin your relationship? the voice in Jamie's head said, You are just worrying about that, you crazy girl! Jamie, your father is the one Professors McGonagall and Lupin invited to take a look at your dream! Your secret is seconds away from being discovered!

"Well, Jamie," Harry said, "Aren't you going to hug me… or say anything?"

"Oh… yeah," Jamie said, walking over to her father. She hugged him and backed away slowly, "Uh, what are you doing here?"

"Jamie, this is my Pensieve," Harry said, "I told Professors McGonagall and Lupin to contact me if you, or James, ever wanted to use it." Harry turned to Professor McGonagall. "It is very nice to see you again, Professor, I know we haven't talked much. I have been very busy."

"I understand, Harry," McGonagall said, shaking Harry's hand, "Any sign of Draco Malfoy?"

"Not a spot, Professor," Harry said, "I have a right mind to talk to his son again. I am sure he would know something about his father."

Jamie gasped silently at this thought.

Your father might have more then one thing to talk to Romeo about by the end of this night, the voice in Jamie's head said.

Ignoring this thought, Jamie walked back over to her seat and sat down.

"Now, Harry," Professor McGonagall, "Did Professor Lupin tell you why we are having this meeting today?"

"He only told me that Jamie wanted to use the Pensieve," Harry said, "Well, this is her first time using it, so I wanted to be here..."

"He didn't tell you why Jamie requested to use it?" McGonagall said.

"Well, Jamie is in her N.E.W.T year," Harry said, "I remember my N.E.W.T year, and I can't blame her. She probably has a lot going through her mind right now."

Jamie rolled her eyes at this. Only if her father knew how much was going on in her mind. Jamie then reminded herself that he was most likely about to know.

"Well, Jamie?" McGonagall said, "How about you tell your father why you wanted to use his Pensieve?"

There was no way to get out of this problem now. Jamie knew she had to tell the truth.

"I had a... uh, dream," Jamie said, looking at her father, "And it has been bugging me. I wanted to store it away in the Pensieve."

"A dream, huh?" Harry said, "Is that all this is about?"

"Well, Harry," Lupin said, "Jamie told me about a dream she had, and if this is the same dream, I think I would know why she wanted to... in her words... store it away."

"You want to tell me about this little dream, Jamie," Harry asked her.

"Well, uh..." Jamie said, buying time while she pondered her decision.

McGonagall, however, decided for her. "I was actually thinking that the Pensieve could tell us about this dream of hers," she said.

"What do you mean?" Jamie said, confused.

"The Pensieve, Miss Potter," McGonagall said, "Would tell us everything we need to know about this dream of yours."

"Wouldn't that be... intruding on Jamie's personal life?" Harry said,

"Well, Jamie is your daughter," said McGonagall.

"And she can make decisions on her own," Harry said.

"You didn't let me finish, Harry," McGonagall said, "I was saying that... Jamie is your daughter and your blood runs through her. So..."

"I know what you are saying, Professor," Jamie said, "Because I hear it all the time."

Jamie couldn't help but get a little mad at Professor McGonagall. Her father had a point. This was intrusion of privacy!

"You think that... just because my father... oh, and no offense, Dad," Jamie said, looking from Professor McGonagall, to her father, then back to McGonagall, "But just because my father had these... horrible dreams when he was my age... that it means that I am going to have these dreams too?"

"Blood is thicker than water, Miss Potter," McGonagall said.

Jamie's eyes narrowed toward the Headmistress. She couldn't believe it. McGonagall had never acted this way to her. Just because this discussion was about something that once belonged to her good friend, it didn't mean she had to intrude! Jamie didn't know whether to cry or stand up and throw something. Finally, she looked over at her father.

"Dad?" Jamie asked, "What do you think?"

"It's your dream," Harry said.

Oh yeah! Great help you are! said the voice inside Jamie's head.

"But I really want to know why this dream is weighing so much on your mind, Jamie," Harry said.

Great! Now Jamie's father was against her. This wasn't working out right at all. Jamie sighed and looked down at her hands. She had clinched her hands into fists so they wouldn't pick anything up and throw it. Jamie sighed again and looked up.

Here goes nothing, Jamie said to herself.

"All right," Jamie said, "The reason I asked to use the Pensieve was so I could get a few things out of my head and concentrate on other things. This dream... is one of them. I came up here tonight so I could store the dream in the Pensieve... and that is what I am going to do."

"And do you know how to perform the task?" McGonagall said, "I mean... do you know what to do with a Pensieve."

"Yeah, I think I do," Jamie said, taking her wand from her pocket.

Jamie concentrated on the dream she had had a few nights before and put her wand to her head. She took the wand away from her head and a silver strand came from beneath her hair and connected to the wand. Jamie dropped the strand into the Pensieve and closed her eyes. She didn't want to know what was coming next.

"What's wrong?" a voice said from inside the Pensieve.

"Where is he?" another voice said, also in the Pensieve.

"Jamie?" Harry said.

Jamie opened her eyes and looked at the Pensieve. She could hear indistinct voices and knew they were coming from her dream, now trapped in the Pensieve. She then looked at her father.

"Those... voices," Harry said, "They were in your dream... right?"

"Yeah," Jamie said, in a hoarse voice, "Yeah, they were..."

"What are they talking about?" Harry said.

Jamie didn't speak. She knew the answer to this question. The voices in the dream were talking about Romeo Malfoy. But did she want her father to know that? Suddenly a vision came into her mind. Jamie had remembered the letter Romeo had written her. She remembered something that Romeo had said in the letter: So what if we have to keep this thing secret. It is actually kind of silly in my opinion. Our fathers' hatred for one another doesn't mean it has to affect us. Remember that, Jamie. I know that that is what you are afraid of.

"Jamie?" Harry said again.

"RomeoMalfoy," Jamie said quickly.

"Excuse me?" Harry said, "I didn't hear you."

"They were talking about Romeo Malfoy!" Jamie said.

Here it comes, said the voice in Jamie's head.

"Romeo Malfoy?" Harry said, "Draco's boy?"

"Yes, Dad," Jamie said, "Draco's son. In my dream, he had gone missing and I found him in the Room of Requirement. He was..."

Jamie broke down into tears at this thought. She covered her face with her hands.

"He was what, Jamie?" Harry said.

"He was dead!" Jamie said, looking up, "He had killed himself."

"Jamie, it was just a dream," Harry said, reassuringly.

"Was it, Dad?" Jamie said, tears still falling down her cheeks, "Here I am, hearing all about your dreams that you once had and how most of them were real, and then I have a dream in which someone dies. You know how that feels?"

"Actually yes... I do," said Harry.

"Oh yeah, Dad," Jamie said, "Really reassuring!"

Jamie stood up and walked quickly toward the door. She walked out of the room, then over to the stairwell and sat down. She put her face in her hands and started to cry again. Suddenly, she heard the door open and close.

"Jamie, do you want to talk about this?" It was Professor Lupin's voice.

"Not really," said Jamie.

"Is this about Romeo Malfoy?" Lupin said.

Jamie nodded slightly.

"You love him, don't you?" Lupin said.

Jamie nodded again, still looking away from Professor Lupin.

"And how does he feel about this," Professor Lupin said.

"I don't know," Jamie said, "I mean... we went on a date last week. Just a little lunch thing. I had that dream I told you about and..."

"Romeo heard about it?" Lupin said.

"You are the only one I had told that dream about, Professor," Jamie said.

"I didn't tell it to anybody," Lupin said, "Not even to Professor McGonagall. How did Romeo find out?"

"He's a Legillimens," Jamie said.

"Really?" Professor Lupin said, "I didn't know that."

"He confronted me about the dream," Jamie said, "He saw how worried I was and read my mind. It wasn't the first time he did it, no. Well, that was how he found out about the dream. But he didn't know everything about it. He wondered why I was so worried about this dream, and I told him that he had died in it."

"And you think this dream foreshadows something from the future?" Lupin asked.

Jamie nodded. "Romeo thought I did too," she said, "He wrote to me and said that I was stupid to think like that. I just wanted to use the Pensieve to get rid of that dream."

"But you didn't want to get rid of all your memories of Romeo," Professor Lupin said, "Because you do love him."

"Yeah," Jamie said, "And I don't know how my father will take it."

"What do you mean?" Lupin said.

"Professor," said Jamie, "I have been raised listening to these stories about my father's history and how he has spent most of his career chasing after Draco Malfoy. Basically I have grown up with the fact that Potters and Malfoys aren't supposed to get along. And here I am... in love with one! I am in love with a Death Eater's son. How do you think my father will react to that?"

"Jamie," said Lupin, "You don't have to live in your father's footsteps. Your dad hates Draco Malfoy, not Romeo."

"I don't want to tell my father, Professor," Jamie said, "But it is hard to keep this secret. I have been keeping this secret from my friends as well. They can't stand Romeo... but they don't know what he is really like. I don't want to break up with Romeo... but my father wouldn't like that, I know it. He will think I am in sticking in with the wrong crowd."

"Romeo isn't 'the wrong crowd' Jamie," Lupin said.

"That is what I am saying," Jamie said.

"Look, this is what I think," Lupin said, "Harry may be one of my best friends, but I think it is a good idea to keep this secret from him. Until you are ready to tell him, I mean."

"Thanks, Professor," Jamie said.

"Come on, let's go back in the office," Lupin said.

Jamie smiled and nodded. She wiped the tears away from her cheeks and stood up. Jamie followed Lupin into the office, where McGonagall and Harry were talking.

"So you really think we should leave Draco's son out of this, Professor?" Harry said to McGonagall.

"Romeo has his N.E.W.Ts to already worry about, Harry," McGonagall said, "He has a lot on his mind already. And I can tell you that he is probably not going to follow in his father's footsteps, Harry. I think it is best to leave him alone."

"I think that is a good idea, too, Harry," Lupin said, "Romeo is very different from his father. It's best if you just... kept him out of it."

"Yeah, you are right?" said Harry, looking from Professor Lupin to Jamie, "Jamie... are you feeling better?"

"We had a little talk," said Professor Lupin, "I think she will be all right."

"Yeah, I am all right now," Jamie said, smiling.

"Do you want to use the Pensieve anymore, Miss Potter?" McGonagall asked.

"No, I don't think so," Jamie said.

"Then how about we leave it like this," said McGonagall.

"Yeah, I agree," Harry said, "It seems the dream has affected her enough already. We don't need to talk any more about it. But Jamie, I want you to know something."

"Yes, Dad?" Jamie said.

"Just because you are my daughter," Harry said, "It doesn't mean you are going to have to deal with the same things I dealt with. My dreams were affected by Voldemort himself. The dreams do not run through my blood... or yours. It was... a weapon Voldemort was using. It doesn't affect you at all. I promise you."

Jamie smiled at this. But inside, she knew her father was just trying to cheer her up.

"Thanks Dad," Jamie said.

"Come here," Harry said.

Jamie walked over to her father and hugged him.

"Well, I think this meeting is over, Miss Potter," said Jamie, "If you wish, you can go back to your Common Room."

"Thank you Professor," Jamie said.

Jamie said goodbye to her father and hugged him again. She then left the office and headed back to the Gryffindor Common Room. As she was walking, she smiled to herself. Her secret may have been out, but she had told it to one person. Jamie knew Professor Lupin was trusting. He wouldn't tell Harry about the dream. He promised Jamie this.

Suddenly Jamie heard a noise coming from somewhere ahead of her. It sounded like it was near the Room of Requirement... but what could it be. Jamie trusted her instincts and took her wand from her pocket.

"Lumos," Jamie whispered, lighting the tip of her wand.

Jamie crept slowly down the hall and looked around the corner. Richie and James were standing in the hall talking to each other.

"Richie, she is your sister and my cousin!" James said, "We can't ignore this."

"James? Richie?" Jamie spoke up, coming around the corner, "What are you doing?"

James and Richie jumped in surprise.

"Jamie, hi," said James, "Uh... what are you doing here?"

"I had a meeting with McGonagall," said Jamie, "I heard you talking about Jane... what is wrong with her?"

"Oh, nothing is wrong with her," said Richie.

"Come on, you can't fool me," said Jamie, "I heard you talking about her. I want to know what is wrong."

"Nothing is wrong with Jane," Richie said.

"Then... what is it?" Jamie said.

"If we show you, you have to promise not to tell Jane," said Richie.

"Fine, I won't," said Jamie, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"Follow us," said James.

Jamie followed James and Richie down the hall. James and Richie walked over to a statue of a goblin and hid behind it.

"What are we doing at the Room of Requirement," said Jamie. She then noticed that a door was standing where a wall should be. "Wait... why is there a door? Is someone in there?"

"Shh!" James said, "They are coming. Lose the light!"

"Nox," said Jamie.

The door of the Room of Requirement opened and all Jamie could see was light from the tip of a wand. Suddenly, she heard a voice.

"Oh, Joey," said a voice, "I can see why Weasel-Bee likes you. I had fun... we'll do it again sometime."

"Uh... yeah," said another voice. Jamie recognized it as Joseph.

"Wait," Jamie whispered to Richie and James, "That's Joseph! Then who is...?"

"Shh!" James said again, "Joey's coming... hide!"

Jamie hid farther behind the statue of the goblin. Jamie watched Joseph walk down the hall toward them. Jamie held her breath as he passed them and disappeared.

"Richie? James?" Jamie said as she came out of her hiding spot. James and Richie revealed themselves. "Wait... if that was Joseph... where is Jane?"

"Jamie," said Richie, "That wasn't my sister with Joseph."

"What... oh!" Jamie said, "Oh... I will kill him."

"You know who that was that was with him, don't you?" Richie asked.

"Who?" Jamie said.

"Jasmine..." James said.

"Jasmine? Nott?" Jamie said.

Richie and James nodded. "We were going back to the Gryffindor Common Room," said James, "And we were trying to avoid Joseph. We knew we might get in trouble. Well... we kind of ran into him but he didn't notice us. Let's just say... he was a bit busy."

"Joseph... is..." Jamie said, not wanting to believe what she had just witnessed.

"The Head Boy is smitten with someone else other than the Head Girl," said Richie.

"How could he do this?" Jamie said, "I am going to kill him."

"Jamie, you can't tell my sister," Richie said, "Do you know how she would take it?"

"It would break her heart, sis," James said.

Jamie didn't speak. She was still in shock from the scene she had just witnessed.

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Okay... I know... this chapter was probably the opposite of what you expected. That last scene... I put it in there because I am running out of ideas and I need to put more into the story then just one relationship. It's getting a little rocky yes...

I would love feedback... I know that you probably didn't expect half of this... I apologize!