Chapter 8: Bloody Third Time This Morning!

Snape slammed the door of his office and started pacing the floor.

What was going on? How could Keladry be at Hogwarts? She was supposed
to be in America. Well, technically she was supposed to be dead but

that didn't matter much. Before he had sent Draco back to the dorms,
he had done a simple contained mind wipe. When he would wake up in the

morning the whole thing would be fuzzy, like a dream. He yelled in
rage and pushed over a table, glass vials skittering over the floor
and some kind of powder sizzled on the floor before disappearing and
leaving a gray stain on the black stone. Snape collapsed onto the
floor with his face in his hands. "Damn it." He muttered.

Several Years Before

"Where is he!" The blonde woman whispered, fear cracking her voice.

A girl of maybe ten sat beside her, holding onto the woman. Instead of

seeking comfort, as any child her age could be expected to do, she was
giving it. She stroked the woman hair and whispered softly into her
ear.

There was a knock on the door. The woman jumped and started shaking
harder. The person knocked again and called out, "Beatrice? Beatrice!

Are you there? It's me! Severus! Open up!"

She got up unsteadily and put her eye to the peephole. She cleared her

throat before saying, "What was my first child's name?"

The was a pause before the voice said sadly from the other side, "It
didn't have one."

She opened the door and in strode a tall man with a hooked nose and

long shiny hair. He pulled her into a hug and said softly into her

ear. "Oh Beatrice, I was so afraid that-"

He stopped when he saw the girl. He grinned at her, "You been helping
your mom Kel?"

She smiled, "Of course Daddy!"

He motioned for her and she ran to hug him too. They stood that way
for a while before he said, "You have to leave now. We don't have much
time."

Beatrice nodded but the girl pulled back, "Leave? We can't leave!
Where are we going?"

He leaned down to her height and stroked her hair; "You and your mother are going to America. You will be safe there."

"America! But Daddy, that's so far away. When will I see you again?"

"Soon". He promised, "Soon".

"Can I say good-bye to Draco before we go?"

"No Kel. I'm sorry. There isn't enough time."

He saw the tears in her eyes that she was so desperately trying to

hide. She was his daughter through and through, not one to show any

weakness.

She kissed him on the cheek.

"Come on dear." Beatrice called holding out a cloak to her.

"Bye Daddy". Keladry said before running to her mother's arms.

That was the last time he had seen the two women he had ever loved.

He said now and thought about his options? Well, first, how did he

know that it really was Keladry? Draco could have just seen another
student who looked like her. In that case, he should just let the
matter drop. But if it was Kel… He stood up and took a deep breath. He
was going to have to find her. He muttered a charm that up righted the

table and all the vials settled on it. Even the gray stain disappeared

from the floor and power went back into the box. He grabbed a lantern
and headed out into the maze of corridors.

VVV

Maggie woke up early the next morning. She was half hanging out of her
bed and the only thing keeping her from crashing to the ground was her
arm looped around the poster at the end. Sadly when she woke, she let
go. She rubbed her sore forehead as she stood up. She muttered random
curses as she dressed.

She put on a hoodie, supporting the Irish Quidditch team, and a pair

of comfortably worn blue jeans. She tripped over a worn copy of Prince
of Tennis vol. 7. It just happened to be open to her favorite picture

(the one of Eiji Kikumaru yawning in his flannel pajamas. :D I love

Eiji!). She smiled and threw it back onto her bed.

She brushed her hair out of her eyes but it didn't seem to do much
good because right after she opened the door she tripped over the
sleeping form of Rupert, falling once again, and hitting her forehead
on the floor. He awoke with a startled yelp as her leg hit his lower
back and her toe rammed into his ribs.

"Bloody hell." He moaned.

"Bloody hell yourself." She said rather grumpily, "What are you doing

and why are you sleeping there?"

"I was sleeping as you can tell. At least I was until you so kindly
woke me up. " She rolled her eyes and he continued, "As for the reason
I was sleeping here… who knows, I don't remember. I think the real question

is, what are you doing up at such an ungodly hour?"

"Nothing". She said blushing, "I- I couldn't sleep".

"You're lying." He said matter-of-factly. You blush when you lie."

"How would you know that?" She said indignantly. He'd barely known her
for a week and already picked up her mannerisms?

He grinned, "You're trying to change the subject. It must be bad. What
are you doing?"

She sighed. Unlike the redhead of this world, Rupert was annoyingly

intelligent.

She resigned herself to the fact that no wool would be pulled over his
eyes so she simply told him. "Ron and Harry were going to get the
invisibility cloak and give me a tour of the castle."

Rupert's eyes widened and a mischievous look came into them. "I'm

coming with you."

"We can't all fit." Maggie reasoned defensively.

"You're small." He said, "We'll fit." She stuck her tongue out at him
but he laughed, "Besides, I'm not quite sure I trust an innocent girl
like you wandering around a castle with two teenage boys".

She punched him in the arm. "Oh shut up. Like you're any better. If

you're so set on going then help me up. They should be here any

minute."

He did and they went to look out the door for Hogwarts troublesome duo.

Maggie's forehead again hit something large and solid except it wasn't

the floor this time. She staggered backwards and Rupert caught her.
She was mumbling something that sounded like, "Third time. Bloody

third time this morning!", but he wasn't listening. He was looking at
the two figures in the doorway, and grinning.

"Oy, Ickle Ronnie-kins!" One of them laughed, "What are you doing here?"

"With a girl!" The other one added.

Maggie looked up for the first time and gasped. What were the odds?
She wondered vaguely what Fred and George were doing at Hogwarts but a
bigger though ruled her mind. Two teenage girls, two mischievous
twins, and a CD… this was going to be fun!

Rebecca's PoV

I sat up slowly and uncurled. "What was going on today? Hmmm.
Yesterday what was it Maggie said? Oh yes, the tour that Harry and Ron
planned to take us on". So I got up and proceeded to do all my normal
morning stuff. As I left my lovely room, I was nearly run over by Tom.
"Whoa, hey wait! What's up?"

"I'm hungry." He said defensively.

I laughed in response. "Then by all means let us proceed to the
kitchen. I had no idea it was so urgent."

We were defiantly not ready for the site in the kitchen. "Fred! George!"

They turned toward us. "Who are you?" the one on the left said.

"Is that Malfoy?" the other exclaimed.

"No, " Maggie said, "That's what I was just about to tell you. This,"
she indicated Rupert", is not your brother. And that, is not Malfoy.
Their names are Rupert Grint and Tom Felton." The twins blinked in
unison. "Ron and Harry will explain when they get here." Maggie
continued.

Suddenly there was a large crash in the general area of the bathroom.
We heard voices. "What the- Where are we?" said one.

"Dunno, but we certainly are not on set anymore. My head hurts. I don't remember this place."

"Good point. Shall we make our exit?"

"Lets." The bathroom door opened to reveal…

More Weaselys! I turned toward Fred and George. They had their mouths
in prim position to catch flies.

"Who-"

"-are-"

"-They!" the twins repeated in unison. They sure were blinking a lot
today, weren't they?