ch8
McGonagall and entered through the fat lady's door into the Gryffindor common room where he found Hermione and Ron yelling. Harry was disappointed he had hoped that they would have made up before now. Harry listened to what Ron was ranting and raving about, it was McGonagall and Dumbledore. This made Harry extremely relieved. It is hard when your two best friends are fighting.
"That is so unfair! How on earth are you going to get all your homework done?"
"I'm not sure, but I'm glad I only have to stay in the office overnight and no longer."
"I'm sorry I was mad at you Hermione."
"Don't apologise I was stupid I should never of hurt her, I promise it will never happen again, especially because it is thanks to her that I'm not expelled."
"See I told you she was nice."
"Yeah you could be right, any way I better go McGonagall is waiting, cya," Hermione gave Ron a quick kiss on the cheek. Ron's face took a quick resemblance to an over ripe tomato.
"Bye Harry," Hermione told him when she realised he was their, she also gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Wait Hermione,"
"Yes Ron?" she asked with excitement in her voice.
"When are you coming back?"
"Ohh, after class tomorrow I think," Hermione did a poor job of hiding her disappointment at the question.
"Hey Harry what did Dumbledore want?"
"Nothing much just to tell me I get Sirius' stuff including number twelve Grimmauld place, some gold, Creature and I'm doing private lessons with him this year."
"Ohh cool, I wonder what you'll be learning?"
"Brilliant you have your own house, a house elf, and doing lessons with Dumbledore!"
"Ron you get lessons from Dumbledore as well, he's the Dark Arts teacher remember?"
"Ohh yeah but it is not the same as having private lessons with him."
"I guess, hey do you know when Amanda is getting back?"
"I'm not sure, did she really stop Hermione getting expelled?"
"Yeah according to Dumbledore and McGonagall she begged them not to expel her."
"Well that was unexpected."
Katie walked into the room followed by various Griffindors including Ginny. Katie asked, "Hey you guys gonna come down and play some Quidditch 'cause if you guys play we'll be able to have two teams of five."
"Sure we'll play, I haven't had any practise over the holidays."
Down on the Quidditch pitch Harry and Katie picked teams, Harry picked Ron first so they weren't on apposing teams.
"Okay you guys on each team we have a keeper, three chasers and a beater, because we only have one beater apiece we'll only have one bludger we don't want any injuries before the season starts. First to two hundred wins and we'll stop and lunch then start at like two."
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Amanda arrived back to a nearly empty at around three that same day, only a few people remained in the Gryffindor common room. She soon figured out why when she looked out the window, where she saw nearly all the Gryffindors outside playing or watching a match of five on five Quidditch. Amanda personally loved Quidditch but she never really had much time to play, even at school her parents sent her spells, jinxes and potions to practise or practise making. It was the same in the holiday, all work and no play (well some play, lol I'll leave that to your own imagination).
This year though she intended to join the house team, as a chaser hopefully. She planned to ask Harry and Ron tonight about how the Quidditch teams are chosen.
Amanda thought it was rather pathetic having to ask a second year where the sixth years room is, but the young girl brightly lead her to her room.
"Thanks."
"That's okay," the little girl said as she and her blond hair bounced out of the room.
Amanda found her trunks at the end of a large single bunk bed (king single). In the room were two other bunk beds. Out of the six beds Amanda only knew who was in two of them, Hermione and herself. Amanda figured there's only four Gryffindor's including herself, as there was only four trunks in the room. Well the school never knows until the sorting how many beds they need. Quietly Amanda had her fingers crossed that she got a bunk to herself.
Amanda took a swig out of the flask of Strengthening Potion that Madam Pomfrey had given to her, as she was still a little weak, though you wouldn't notice unless someone told you.
Amanda pulled out what seemed to be furniture from a dolls house and did a simple engorgement charm on them. Instantly she had a bookshelf, desk and seat in her little corner of the room. She spent the next hour stacking the book into shelves and arranging quills and parchment into the top two desk draws. Leaving the bottom empty for her to later fill with necessities. The third draw, which was used for necessities, had a false bottom in it, which held a picture of her family. The picture showed her mum, dad and herself, outside their large home in southern England with a young lot of Demiguise's, which are a peace herbivore greatly resembling an ape. Her family had bred these rare creatures for hundreds of years for their long, silky hair, which is used for making invisibility cloaks.
Amanda's father was not a Death Eater but often did favours for Lucius that very helpful to lord Voldemort. In return for these favours Lucius gave him (Fredrik Torque) dark objects, which he was fascinated by.
Some how Voldemort found out about Amanda's Healing Hands because he came to Torque Estate many times. The main reason being to try and convince Amanda's parents Fredric and Mary, to give their daughter to him. Of course they refused so Voldemort killed them, deciding it was the only way he would be able to get her on his side. It was a rather clever plan considering Lucius and Narcissa were her godparents and in case of her parents death, her legal guardian.
It is hard learning how to control your Healing powers without professional training at St. Mungo's Hospital and doing a course. So it was very convenient that her mother was a qualified Healer. Amanda had always wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps and become a healer so she could help people. That was before she realised there are better ways to help people, for instance you could stop the darkest wizard of the century. This had been her new goal ever since her parents were murdered by him, leaving her an orphan at only sixteen.
Amanda had always been close to her mother until Amanda was sixteen and a month. That's when their relationship took a downward turn, thanks mostly to Amanda finding out she was three months pregnant. Mary furiously asked hundreds of times whom the father was, but Amanda refused to say in fear of Lucius finding out and taking the baby. Mary used an advance healer technique to transfer Amanda's baby into her own womb, making herself pregnant but the child still has the same blood and characteristics as its real parents, Amanda and Draco.
Mary took the next six months of work so nobody would know the baby existed, except Amanda, Mary and Fredrik. All three knew it was dangerous for the child if Voldemort found out they had another child, he would believe it to also have healing powers like his sister. Voldemort would most likely try to kidnap the baby and turn his healing powers into weapons.
So six months later when Amanda sixteen and seven months her mother gave birth by a magical caesarean at home. The baby was a beautiful boy with a tiny amount of hair on his head, which was silvery blond like his mothers and fathers. Amanda's parents were killed only two weeks after his birth; luckily the beautiful baby boy was hidden in a secret apartment under the stable where he was quite safe. Amanda stayed in her parent house for another week before moving some of her personal stuff to her new home, Malfoy Manor. In that same week, Dumbledore came and collected her for a meeting.
Apparently while Voldemort was torturing her father, Mary had been able to escape for almost a minute. She just had enough time to make a Howler and sent it to Dumbledore explaining everything, including Amanda's healing powers and how she (Mary) had had a baby boy who needed protection.
Mary didn't tell Dumbledore about Amanda's wand less spell casting, mainly because Amanda hadn't told her about it.
"I assume you're coming to Hogwarts as your mother wished."
"I want to, but I can't. I have to look after my brother."
"How about this? You come to Hogwarts and only take a few classes, then in your free time you can look after your little brother, as you desire."
"Who will look after him the rest of the time? Where will he stay?"
"I know a house elf that will be honoured to look after something as precious as your little brother, and as for the second question there is a little room of the kitchen that is used by the house elves as sleeping quarters, to the side of that is a storeroom that I will happily transfer into a nursery if you agree to come."
Amanda thought about it for a few moments. She still had four months before she became of age and she was pretty sure Bradley would be safer here with the house elves, then at Torque Estate.
"Okay, as long as I can visit him whenever I want."
"As long as you attend most of your classes, I'm fine with that."
"Agreed, thank you Professor."
"I'll see you on the September first at the feast."
Dumbledore walked her to Hogsheads where she clutched onto his arm and within a few seconds she was back outside Malfoy Manson.
"I'll be sending a few house elves to retrieve your brother when I get back to Hogwarts. Who is currently looking after him?"
"Our house elf, Tulip."
"Ah yes, well she won't be required at Hogwarts, so she can remain at your parents estate until you return, so it will be nice and clean for you."
The said their final farewells before Dumbledore vanished, then Amanda made her way up the long path cleverly avoid all the painful and lethal hexes on her way. This was her new home, well for the next four months; at least she would be at Hogwarts for most of that time. Lucky she only had the Christmas holidays with them, the rest of the time she would be at school.
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Well you found out her secret! Are you shocked! I hope so. You guys are lucky that was a pretty long chapter, well for me at least. In most my other stories I have 500 word chapters. How cute is Bradley? He's so adorable!