Here's the second chapter. Sorry it's a bit shorter then the others, but i havent been able to write all that well today. I'll try and make the next chapter longer. A lot happens in this chapter though, even though it's short. Hoep you enjoy it! Dont forget to review!!
Disclaimer - I dont own Harry Potter - but I do own the girl ( who's name is still to be unmasked ..and yes, she does have a name, but it just hasn't been spoken yet. )
"Hey- are you coming?" Fred asked, waving a hand in my face. It brought me out of my thinking, and I blinked.
"What? Oh- yeah." I stood up and grabbed my bag, and we headed to Professor McGonagall's for our last night of detention since our goop prank with the Slytherins. We were planning another attack, but we were having a small problem on what to do. We had our targets picked; we just needed the ultimate prank. I led the way into Professor McGonagall's classroom, and sat down in one of the desks; Fred sat right beside me, and we waited while Professor McGonagall overlooked some papers. Finally, she looked up at us and sighed.
"Running out of ideas?" Fred asked her, a small grin on his face.
"Quite frankly, I have many things I could have you do, but it wouldn't teach you two much," she answered, "So, tonight, I'm handing you two off to Hagrid, who will tell you what to do tonight." We nodded, and went out in the hall, were we almost ran into Hagrid.
"Re'dy?" he asked us, and then motioned for us to follow him," I have a bit of work for you two – s'not much, but it'll give ye two somethin to do b'sides causin mischief." Fred and I smiled at each other, following Hagrid toward his hut.
{4 hours later}
"That actually wasn't what I had in mind," Fred said, his face stone. He had fallen in a pile of something, but we didn't know what; but what ever it was – made him really stink.
"I think I'm going to go take a long, hot shower," he said, and disappeared down on of the halls. I found myself lightly laughing, glad I had been on the opposite side of the hut. While walking down the hall, I hear voices in one of the rooms. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but stop and secretly listen.
"Albus – what are we going to do about her? She's in complete denial of everyone!" I heard Professor McGonagall say, in a worried tone.
"I know Minerva," Dumbledore replied, in his usual tone," But there is little we can do for the poor girl. Her life has been chosen for her – its destiny, and we both know you can't change your destiny."
"But can't she at least be able to try and choose a different path?" Professor McGonagall asks," She doesn't have to live this way!"
"But I'm afraid she must," Dumbledore said sadly," Sadly, it's her only choice." 'Are they talking about the girl that I saw following Dumbledore a couple nights ago?' I thought to myself, wondering.
"What about her Godparents?" Professor McGonagall asks, almost with a hint of pleading.
"They are gone – there house was burned down last year, and they were trapped inside," Dumbledore replied gravely. I heard Professor McGonagall sigh, as she gave up her battle.
"I guess there truly is no other choice for the poor girl," Professor McGonagall sighed. I walked away from the room quietly, and up the winding stairs to the Gryffindor common room.
"Licorice wands," I say and the Fat Lady lets me through to the room. With a look around, I saw Ron, Harry and Hermione sitting at the fire.
"Hey," I greet, walking up to them," Late night studying, huh?"
"For those two, yes," Hermione says, with a scorn, then turns to me," Why you up late?"
"Fred and I just had our last night of detention with Hagrid – McGonagall passed us on to him."
"Really?" Harry asks," Did you two actually have fun?"
"I did," I answer, beginning to smile," But Fred probably wouldn't say the same. He fell in something that smelt really foul. We're not sure what it was. He's taking a shower right now." Hermione made a disgusted face when I told her what happened to Fred, while Ron and Harry smiled.
"Well, I'm off to bed – so see you guys tomorrow."
"'Night." They all say to me, and I climb the set of stairs to the boys' dormitories.
As I lay in the bed, my mind kept reeling the conversation I had heard. 'Who is she?' I thought to myself, 'And why do they make it sound like her life is in danger the way its going? Is she in danger? Dumbledore says that it can't be avoided, but McGonagall wants it to be changed. I need some more information – There's something about this girl… I can't tell what… but it's almost as though she's calling to me somehow…" I kept thinking, until I fell asleep; that was the first night I dreamt of her.
Awww, how sweet. And no- I have nothing against Fred, it's just something I felt like writing. Well, yeah. I just might unveil her name in the next chapter, not sure yet. Hoped you like it!