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TempeGeller
Chapter 6: The secretkeeper
Harry and Ron stood side by side. The chance that the mother of Hermione was Leyla was almost 100 percent sure. Yet they were waiting for Remus Lupin outside. Hoping not to be caught by Umbridge. It was almost 9 o'clock and the students had to be in bed. So Harry decided to use his invisibility cloak to go outside. Lupin said he would meet them here. Had they lied about the true reason why he needed them? Yes. They didn't give a reason, just a dream. Harry didn't send it to Sirius he was sure that whatever happened to Leyla, Sirius knew nothing about it.
"So what's it…" Lupin appeared. "I had to come here. "
"Where were you in the late night of September 19th or the early morning of September 20th?" Harry turned to him.
"I assume I was doing nothing important." Lupin reacted "Why are you asking?"
"Oh, no special reason." Ron smiled "It was the night Hermione was dropped off with her parents. A young woman was running away, Hermione's real mom. We saw Lily on CCTV, but we also saw you."
"What?" Lupin turned around. "How am I supposed to remember that night?"
"A blond girl who had a stab wound." Harry reacted "Leyviena, McGonagall's daughter."
"Okay, I saw her." Lupin turned around. "I didn't want to raise hopes. She was dead when she got there, her fever was pretty high. An infected wound. We don't know how she got it. I don't know what happened to her, I helped Lily to get her somewhere. She said she needed to get her to a man, that he owned this to her. I left them in Lily's back yard. I assume she died. The only thing I remembered about that night was a bright white light. That's all I've got."
"So she's dead?"
"The only person who truly knows that answer is dead." Lupin spoke "Lily was with her. Lily never talked about her again. I don't know what happened."
"The secret died with my mom?" Harry turned around.
"So…" Ron turned around. "Did you ever see her again?"
"No." Lupin turned around.
"Who owned Leyla something?" Ron turned to Lupin. "Was Lily talking about Leyla's father?"
"I always assumed so." Lupin smiled "She never talked about her father. I always thought her father was a death eater, since she said he liked to start a war."
"Start a war?" Ron raised an eyebrow.
"Leyla blamed her father for making her mother unhappy." Lupin explained "She said she was extremely mad when he claimed her as his daughter."
"How did Lily know where Leyla was?"
"There is something special about Lily and Leyla, they were linked." Lupin explained. "When Lily felt pain, Leyla felt pain. I never understood this connection, but Lily had a vision of Leyla. She said she was in pain, she knew where to go. She didn't understand it herself. I think somehow Leyla called for Lily's help without even knowing it. Lily asked me to help her. I didn't think we would be carrying a dead Leyla home."
Harry and Ron watched Remus Lupin walk away. They hoped that he would give them a better answer. She hoped he was able to say that Leyla was still alive. Yet the truth was that the only one who knew the truth had died before Harry was old enough to remember her.
"I guess it ends here…" Ron spoke "How could they save her?"
"I don't know." Harry spoke "Mom knows the answer. We should be able to ask her."
"You forget one thing." Ron turned to Harry. "Your mom is dead."
"I don't know anymore." Hermione stared at Ron. "She's really dead."
"We don't know that." Harry spoke "Lupin said that she thought he owned something to her. Her father, after he left a bright white light appeared."
"Her father…" Hermione stood up. "What about the father?"
"Remus said that Leyla always said her father liked to start a war." Ron said. "Remus thought her father was like a death eater."
"No that's a figure of speech." Hermione turned around "Or he could somehow be the god of war?"
"Wait a minute?" Ron turned to Hermione "Leyla is not just human?"
"Half-blood god." Hermione turned around. "Leyla was scared that anyone would figure I was so powerful, she stripped my powers and send me to muggles. That way Voldemort couldn't corrupt me. She was scared…"
"Okay, a God can heal?"
"So basically we aren't any farther." Ron looked down. "I mean we maybe…"
"It ends here." Hermione turned around. "I think…"
"No." Harry spoke "Dumbledore said that we wouldn't be able to find her, if she didn't want to be found. Dumbledore wouldn't say that about a dead person. Lupin said Lily and Leyla seemed to be linked. So…"
"What's it Harry?" Hermione turned to him. "What does that help us?"
"Before mom was caught she must have called for help." Harry spoke "What if Leyla came to help her? What if she was there in the room? What if she…"
"Who's going to tell us that?" Hermione stared to the floor. "Voldemort?"
"I was there that night." Harry spoke "Maybe we can get that memory, see…"
"No, Harry." Hermione turned around. "It ends here."
Harry put his head down. He felt bad for Hermione, his mother was the only one that knew if Leyla had survived. The very woman that had been killed had the answers. He wished he could talk to his mother, but it was impossible to talk to the dead. He turned in his bed. If only he could have the memories. If only he could remember Leyla coming to see him, if that happened he knew she would be alive. Yet how hard he tried, he couldn't remember a vague figure that looked like Leyla. Right now he wished that babies had a better memory. Had Leyla been his godmother? And if she was, wasn't there a paper that said so. Was there a letter? And if there was a letter, could he find it? Maybe he would be able to find something in his old house. He turned around once more again, everything started to feel different. He hated that people didn't believe him. Telling Hermione that Remus didn't know the answer, was the hardest thing he had to do. He closed his eyes, a high voice appeared in his head. He assumed it was his mother's voice. As he closed his eye he saw a long hallway, almost like what he had seen in the ministry. And as he flew up, he saw Ron staring at him. "What's it?"
"A nightmare, it's nothing." Harry stared at him. "Go to sleep."
The paper caught fire as Delores Umbridge appeared in front of the room. Hermione rolled her eyes as she stepped in front of the room. Hermione stared
Almost directly books were handed out until the end of the classroom. 'Defensive spells for beginners', as Hermione watched through the books she didn't recognize any spell. Hermione didn't listen to the words she was saying.
"There is nothing in here for using spells." Hermione turned
"Using spells?" Umbridge smiled "I can't see why you need to use spells in my classroom?"
"We're not using magic?" Ron turned to Hermione in confusion. How could they learn to defend themselves without practicing?
" You'll be learning about defensive spells in a risk-free environment." Umbridge smiled as she walked between the banks she stared at Hermion who had returned her eyes to the book.
"It won't be risk free if we're attacked." Everything became quiet as Harry's voice reacted.
"Students raise their hands as they speak." Her voice brought a certain tense to the room. One that hadn't been there. She slowly moved through the room like a snake. Ron kept his eyes on the book.
"The ministry approves a more theoretic approach to the defense, and that's how you will succeed for you classes, which is what school is about."
"And how is theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?"
"Who would attack kids as yourself?"
"I don't know Lord Voldemort."
"Let me make this quiete plaine. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large again. This is a lie…"
"It's not a lie, I've seen him." Harry reacted "I fought him."
"So according to you Cedric Diggory just dropped dead?"
"Cedric Digory was a tragic accident."
"No it was murder."
"I don't understand what's her problem." Hermione turned around. "We need to know defensive spells if someone attacks us. I mean there are creatures out there…"
"Where was that in that room?" Harry turned Hermione.
"Look, we're all going through stuff." Ron turned to him. "We don't all have the guts to say what you said. Harry, that was brilliant. I just think why we can't all be…"
"My mind was with her…" Hermione turned to Harry. "Mom."
"I still think we should not give up." Harry turned to her. "We need to figure out what happened to your mom in my garden. She was somehow alive when she got there."
"Lupin didn't know the answer." Ron turned to Hermione. "Let's look through the papers, maybe we find traces of a blond hair hero. We could find…"
"Isn't that a bit farfetched?" Hermione turned to Ron. "Wouldn't Lupin say that she was not that hurt. He said…"
"That he didn't know…" Harry touched her hand. "I won't take no for an answer. We are going to find out what happened to your mom. If I could find my mom alive, I would."
"Miss Granger.." Hermione smiled at Professor McGonagall. "It's so very nice to have you back, I mean, you.."
"Thank you for the help." Hermione replied, she handed back the small book. "Your help made me able to read the letter that came from my mother.."
"Oh, that must be very nice for you, Miss Granger." McGonagall smiled. "You keep those spells, Leyla would want them to be in your hands. She's not around anymore, they should come to good use. Why did you want to read a letter from your mom?"
"Well, you see, my parents told me that my mother left me in a basket by the front door." Hermione replied "The letter revealed the identity of my mother.."
"That's wonderful, " McGonagall smiled "But I can't help but think, why are you telling me this Miss Granger? You don't have to thank me, it was my daughters spell that brought you the answer. You should thank her. If you could."
"I was here to thank you. It's not the only reason why I'm here. The letter, it revealed something about my mom. About her identity and it has something to do with you." There was a confusion on McGonagall's face. Hermione handed her the letter. "The name.."
"Oh my.." McGonagall clenched the letter in her hands. "You're my.."
"Granddaughter." Hermione stared at her. "Your daughter was my mother, which means she survived that night. That night in December."
"I knew that she was alive." Minerva smiled "She's my daughter, she has my…"
"I…" Hermione turned around. "We watched the CCTV, after she left me with my parents, she collapsed. She was bleeding, Lily was there. Lupin told us that she was far from gone. He said Lily kept saying that he owned this to her. He mentioned a flash of white light. "
"Oh my…" McGonagall sat down. "My…"
"I'm sorry." Hermione had tears in her eyes. "All I did was prove that she was alive in December. I didn't prove anything. I…"
"No, miss Granger." McGonagall turned to her. "You did something. Look at you. When I first set eyes on you, I was sure that you were the speaking image of my daughter. I never saw anyone, I thought it was my mind. Then I saw myself how incredible you were. That's why I got you the timeturner. My daughter did it too, she was able to use to take all classes. I saw so much of her in you. I never thought you were her flesh and blood…"
"It's like a part of me died."
"Did you mention a flash of white light?" Minerva stood up. "Her father was Norse god. He was the god of war or something. He appeared as a normal guy. He had blond hair and blue eyes and whenever he appeared a bright light was there. He has the ability to heal. He owned something to her, he promised her a shield. It would protect her and anyone that was behind it. Leyviena never took it, she refused to take any charity. Lily however thought he owned this to her."
"So…" Hermione turned to her. "She summons the god to save her life."
"Yes." Minerva smiled "Leyla would never take the help. Lily however, she would. You know they called them the dynamic duo for a reason. Lily loved your mother, she was her best friend. The relationship went farther than just friendship, they saw each other as sisters. You would never let your sister die."
"So Leyla could be alive…" Hermione turned to Minerva.
"If she was gone enough to not refuse his help…" Minerva turned to Hermione "But not too far so there was nothing to help."
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But how can they figure out if Hermione's mom is still alive? And how will Umbridge be in this story? Would Leyla change Snape's worst memory?
