I only own Kyrene & Lycoris; everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling
A/N: SORRY!!! This chapter just didn't want to write. It's done now and it's quite interesting. I like the title too. Thirteen is in the works and I'm going to try to get it out today, but no promises. I leave tomorrow for a vacation so if it's not out I'm sorry and I'll get it out when I get back. This one is random and I'm sorry it's kinda weird.
Twelve: Humpty Dumpty
Remus looked over his class of third year Gryffindor and Slytherin's. Their defense texts were open to the first chapter and parchment was lying beside them on their desks. Their quills were poised; well a majority of them were. It was mostly boys who had their quills dangling in their hands and mostly Gryffindor's as well.
Remus sighed as he passed Ron Weasley and Jared Potter; the two were sitting side by side and neither were reading. Being typical students, when they heard Remus they moved as quickly as possible to look like they were actually working.
Kyrene giggled quietly from her spot in Remus' chair behind his desk at the front of the room. She wore a light yellow summer dress, her black hair up in a bun and strappy yellow heels on her feet. A sketchbook was open on her lap and a muggle pencil was twirling between her fingers.
Remus glanced up at the clock he had spelled beside his desk and clapped his hands. "Alright," he started. "I would like you to put everything away in your bags as it's almost lunch. We'll continue this tomorrow, so don't worry if you're not finished yet. It will be due tomorrow at the end of the class, so if you have a lot left, I suggest you do some for homework."
There were sounds from the students as they started to pack up.
Remus smirked. "Class dismissed." He said as the bell rang throughout the school.
Hermione and Ginny stayed behind, waiting for the other kids to leave. Kyrene and Remus looked at the two in question as they walked towards Kyrene with their bags slung over their shoulders.
"Kyrene, we have to ask you something." Ginny started while Hermione fidgeted with the strap of her bag.
Kyrene smiled and nodded, looking at Remus who smiled and disappeared up to his office. "What about?"
"Well, I found my mate." Hermione whispered.
Kyrene's smile went up a notch. "That's great. Who is it?"
"Luna Lovegood." Hermione answered a small smile.
"Lovegood? Is she a seer?" Kyrene asked.
Hermione blinked. "I don't know; I haven't exactly talked to her."
Kyrene giggled slightly. "I'm sure she is; the Lovegood's have always had seer blood in their veins."
"How do you know?" Ginny asked.
"My grandfather used to tell me of all the known families with seer blood in their veins. The Lovegood's were always the first on the list as their powers were greater than my families." Kyrene explained. "But anyway, what did you need my help with?"
Hermione blushed brightly again while Ginny grinned. "Hermione needs help seducing her."
Kyrene grinned. "Ah; I understand now. Well, we'll have to find out about her, since none of us know anything. I believe we have the second year Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's after lunch; I'll let you know what I find out."
Ginny nodded. "Should we study her as well?"
"You could." Kyrene nodded. "I'd even try to talk to her or try and be friends."
"Harry introduced himself." Hermione trailed off.
"You could get him to become friends with her. You never know what might happen; and if she really is a seer, she might even already know she's your mate." Kyrene stated.
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Luna Lovegood skipped through the halls of Hogwarts, her blonde hair flying out behind her in an unnatural wind. Her blue eyes were slightly glazed, seeing something only she could. She was wearing bright pink converse with her Hogwarts uniform and beads clinked together every once in a while in her hair.
The Great Hall doors opened without her touching them as she skipped towards the Ravenclaw table. She knew she had the attention of the elf at the Slytherin table. She pretended to be oblivious, wanting to wait for her to come to her first.
She sat down, alone, in the middle of the table and began to pile her plate with macaroni and cheese. She grabbed the ketchup bottle and began to pour it on, watching closely as the red concoction fell gracefully onto the orange noodles. Luna soon deemed it to be enough and, ignoring the looks from her house members, she picked up her fork and dug in.
She smiled and started to dance slightly to a song only she could hear as she ate. "Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall; Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the kings' horses and all the kings' men couldn't put Humpty together again." She continued to hum the tune of the nursery rhyme, her housemates looking at her like she was insane.
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Harry and Draco walked hand in hand towards Severus Snape's office and knocked on the door.
Snape sighed when he saw who was outside. "Do you two ever go anywhere alone?"
The two grinned and shook their heads.
Snape sighed again. "What can I do?"
"I wanted to talk to you, Uncle Sev." Draco said.
"Fine, tell Harry to meet you somewhere."
Draco sighed but turned to his boyfriend.
Harry smiled and pecked Draco on the lips before turning and skipping away. He walked along the hallway, just walking since it was a good thirty minutes before dinner.
"Stone!"
He turned to see his half-brother running down the stairs from Gryffindor Tower. "Yes Potter?" He asked.
Jared stopped in front of Harry, breathing heavily. "I want to talk to you; privately."
Harry nodded, smiling slightly. "I passed by an unused classroom; follow me."
The two walked beside each other silently, Jared's hands twisting around each other. They entered the classroom and Harry closed the door.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked.
"Are you really my half-brother?" Jared blurted.
Harry blinked. "You mean you didn't know?"
Jared shook his head.
Harry frowned. "Well, they really don't want me alive now do they?" He mused.
Jared blinked. "Who doesn't want you alive?"
"Dumbledore and your father." Harry answered.
Jared sighed. "I heard something like that; from Tom."
Harry's eyes bugged. "From Tom? My father?"
Jared nodded. "Yeah, ever since last year I've been able to hear him. I don't know if it's in my head or not, but I can hear him. He also said that you could tell me something that Dumbledore's done."
Harry nodded. "That night that 'Voldemort'," Harry put air-quotes around Voldemort, "attacked our home, Dumbledore placed a Black Curse on me. It was actually Dumbledore that attacked, not Voldemort. It left this scar, but it was supposed to kill my by my tenth birthday. I think it was supposed to be my tenth. Anyway, when mom found me and Hermione and we became blood siblings, it cancelled out the curse. Mom thinks that it's because Hermione and I had so much pure power that the curse couldn't stand up against it."
Jared's eyes were wide. "Dumbledore?" He whispered.
Harry nodded, smiling sadly at his brother. "He's not as 'light' as he's made people out to believe he is."
"And yet, so many people believe in him and follow him." Jared muttered. "Like my father."
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Dumbledore was pacing his office, a hand behind his back and the other stroking his beard. What to do this year? He mused silently to himself. Tom hadn't moved or done anything recently. I guess there could be a quiet year; after all, next year's going to be the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
Dumbledore nodded to himself. This year will just play out. He sat down behind his desk and looked down at the headline in today's Prophet. Or, maybe I should set up Sirius. He chuckled darkly, before coughing once he realized he did something so dark.
He picked up the paper and started leafing through it, looking to see if there was anything else of interest in it.
"You know, I heard that there are a few seers in the school this year." The portrait of Monica Jerrod mused.
"Yes; one's even a student." Isaac Kellerman stroked his black beard.
"You hardly ever have seers coming to school." Monica said. "I wonder why they're coming now. I never had any when I was here."
"Neither." Isaac muttered. "I wonder as well. What could bring them here?"
"A mate?" Devin Matheson questioned. "There are still mates in this time, right?" He stroked his balding red head.
"Yes; I hear that the heirs are elves. Don't know if they have found their mates, but they must be strong." Isabella Rockwell stated.
Dumbledore looked up at the portraits lining the headmaster's wall. "What are you talking about?"
"Mates, Dumbledore." Isabella rolled her eyes. "Honestly; how you're headmaster I'll never know. I even feel Hogwarts wanting to repel you. Just like it did to Sir Ricolar over there." She pointed to the still portrait of a man with brown hair and eyes. His face was frozen in a look of shock. "I'm surprised you've lasted this long."
Dumbledore snorted. "Hogwarts will never repel me; I'm the defeater of Grindewald."
"We know." Monica and Isabella groaned.
"I'm glad you never had children." Devin mused. "They would be spoiled and just as egotistical as you are."
Dumbledore glared at him. "I don't have a clue as to what you mean." He stated, lifting his nose slightly in the air.
"Of course not; but you will. Just wait. One day you'll die the most painful death ever granted to a witch or wizard." Isabella said, smirking down at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore's eyes narrowed further as he shifted his gaze to her.
"I do hope Tom will come back soon; Lily and her son's aren't the same without him." Lady Evelyn Karst sighed dreamily. "Once he's back everything will fall into place."
"You saw that, didn't you?" Isaac asked, raising an eyebrow at one of the oldest headmistresses.
Evelyn nodded. "Yes I did; though the seers here haven't been granted the honor of seeing that yet. The fates don't want people to interfere just yet." She smiled dreamily, twirling a lock of her auburn hair around her fingers as her blue eyes stared at something only she could see.
"Lycoris has granted him life again, right?" Monica asked.
"Yes; Lycoris feels that he can help the Wizarding World." Evelyn stated.
"I can help to Wizarding World." Dumbledore growled.
Isaac snorted. "No, you cannot. The Wizarding World is already in a mess because of you. You have too much power and it has gone to your head."
Dumbledore growled at him. "You have lost your mind."
A groan came from the castle and three of the portraits in the office went blank, the occupants running to the Room of Requirements. That door was hidden once again as well as the four founder's rooms.
"You see?" Isabella asked, pointing at Dumbledore. "This is just the start. Soon every portrait in this school shall be blank."
"The Gargoyle will move." Isaac stated
"The stairs will change even more often then they do now." Monica smirked. "Don't you know your history? You should; it's what happened to Sir Ricolar."
"That will not happen; Hogwarts has accepted me." Dumbledore stated, glaring at all of them.
Evelyn laughed. "You can deny it all you want, but that won't make it any less true. Hogwarts is preparing to suck your magical core out of your body."
Dumbledore just continued to glare.
Isaac laughed a dark laugh that sent chills down Dumbledore's body. "Just you wait, old fool. When you pass on, your portrait will be just like Sir Ricolar's, and nobody will know your lies anymore."
"People will know that I was only trying to protect people from an evil Dark Lord. That I was working for the Greater Good." Dumbledore stated a smirk of satisfaction on his face.
"The Greater Good?" Devin snorted out a laugh. "That's rubbish you made up in your head. There is no Greater Good; there's only the damage you've done."
They continued to argue even as Evelyn's eyes started to go out of focus again. She started to hum then sing quietly to herself as the four portraits surrounding her turned black. "Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall; Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men couldn't put Humpty together again."
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Her black hair blew out in the wind as she looked over the old castle. The Black Lake made no sounds as she stood on the water. Her purple eyes were wide, her hands clasped in front of her over her white dress. The Gryffindor Quidditch team was flying around the pitch, its captain shouting orders.
"Thy blood; why are thy so shy? Thou must believe thy fated mate will open wide arms in greeting." She shifted slightly on the water and two souls came flying towards her. She nodded her head barely moving. The grey they once were turned to pure white and they floated on.
"Thy night, thou shall have to soon. Thou fated mate needs protection as do thou. Thy herder draws near, its self to high. Thy need to soon; time moves quickly." She twirled over the water, ripples going across the water. Her head tipped back and she smiled up at the sun.
The castle shifted and groaned, the stairs stopping half-way to their destinations. The classroom doors all lifted up and into the walls and the fireplaces roared to life. The sky of the Great Hall vanished, leaving pure white light shining over the tables. The headmasters chair vanished as well, leaving a stump of wood almost level with the floor.
Her smile stretched into a grin as she looked out over the grounds. "Thy day; thou shall have to wait. Thy fated mate has accepted not; his mind still clouded with thy herder so near. Soon, thy day, soon. Time moves quickly; thou shall see."
The giant squid in the lake below her began to waken, and the Black Lake started to come back to life. 100 years is a long sleep; the giant squid will help Hogwarts in her destruction of the headmaster.
"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall; Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King's horses and all the King's men couldn't put Humpty together again." A laugh followed that song and she twirled once more, disappearing from sight.
A/N: Hope you liked it! :D