A/N – I hope you enjoy this chapter. I left it kind of on a cliffhanger which I don't really do often so…yes. I enjoyed writing it so I hope you enjoy reading it. 3 I love you all.
"But Evanna…Dumbledore has it all under control. We're going to prevent the prophecy from coming true, there's nothing you can do!"
"What the fuck?" Amber-Rose whispered to Scarlett as they headed down the corridor while the other students were at dinner. The two girls had decided that they weren't hungry and were searching for a quiet place to practice defensive spells. It had been Scarlett's idea as she had insisted that it was the only way they could pass their O..
As they passed the History of Magic classroom, however, they heard Professor Singlia's voice whispering these words and it made them curious. They stopped outside the door and listened.
"Yes, Shay…there is! It's my prophecy! I'm the Seer in this in this family, we all know that. You were the disappointment. There is no way that what you predicted will come true. And besides, nobody can prevent a prophecy, not even your precious Dumbledore"
This second voice was higher pitched than Singlia's but not as annoyingly girly as Umbridge's. Its tone was irritable.
"When did you get so cynical? Do you want He Who Must Not Be Named to be back for real? Do you want an innocent teenage boy to side with him and cause all the problems for our side that you predicted? You can't side with them now Evanna because then you will be the disappointment"
"Oh, please!" the higher voice, Evanna, spat. "Everybody knows where we are headed. Dumbledore is putting his faith in a teenage boy with a scar on his forehead. With my prophecy and the power the Dark Lord is gaining behind the Ministry's back…"
"THE DARK LORD!" Singlia's voice echoed through the corridor and Scarlett and Amber-Rose jumped back in shock. "So you are on their side? You are siding with the Death Eaters. How could you? You don't even want to try and fix what could go wrong"
"I wish I could" Evanna stayed calm throughout Singlia's outburst. "I wish you could but you can't. These are just facts Shay, you need to face them"
"Hermione Granger is doing wonders for Draco" Singlia said, choking back sobs. "I can tell…she's already getting through to him. Dumbledore's plan is going to work!"
"Dumbledore's plan?" before Amber-Rose could stop her Scarlett had stepped into the classroom, eyes wide. "Dumbledore has a plan that involves Hermione…and Draco? Is that why he moved her into Slytherin"
Upon Scarlett's entrance Singlia scrubbed her eyes quickly with the sleeve of her robes and stood tall, trying to master some authority.
"Listening at doors is a very poor trait, girls" she snapped, glaring at them. "You end up hearing things that you weren't meant to hear"
"Uh…yeah, exactly!" Scarlett rolled her eyes. "Like that fact that you two are having some big disagreement about some plan that Dumbledore has formulated that involves our friends. And now that we've heard this you have to explain"
"I prophesied about Draco Malfoy joining the Death Eaters and…well, I am at no liberty to explain to you" Evanna told them, folding her arms and looking down at them. "But my sister prophesied herself, or so Dumbledore says. Apparently she said something about love and Hermione Granger being the person who could keep him on the light side. It's a load of bullshit if you ask me but there you go"
Amber-Rose and Scarlett's eyes moved to Singlia, looking for more information. She was red in the face, the feeling of betraying Dumbledore being almost too much for her.
"Dumbledore decided it would be best to switch Hermione into Slytherin so they could get to know each other better. I was supposed to intervene and try and move it along. I did my part and pretty soon I will be leaving the school" Singlia explained, shaking her head. "Unless everything gets out of hand like it seems to be doing. Umbridge heard Dumbledore and I discussing the plan last night"
"Draco got a letter this morning from his parents. He's been taken out of school for awhile" Amber-Rose said, frowning a little.
"Dumbledore is deluded" Evanna snapped. "There is no way that a little thing like love is going to keep a pureblood wizard from the Dark Lord"
"I'm a pureblood" Scarlett said quietly. "So is Amber-Rose" she pointed to Amber.
"Yes, but this is a prophecy!" Evanna exclaimed. "You are all deluded. This is absolutely ridiculous. Look, I came to talk some sense into you Shaylene but I can see you are a lost cause." And with that she turned and swept out of the door.
"Yeah…we should go too" said Scarlett, edging backwards towards the door. "Got…studying to do"
Singlia didn't even hear her. She had turned and was blowing her nose with a tissue on her desk, oblivious of the fact that she still had guests.
The two girls ran out of the room and stopped halfway up the corridor. Their faces were flushed and they were still trying to take in what had just happened. A lot had just happened. It was mind blowing. It almost seemed as if Dumbledore had been manipulating Hermione and Draco just so that they could defeat the Dark Lord.
"Do we tell Hermione?" Scarlett asked.
"Fuck yes" Amber-Rose replied and the two of them set off down the hall once more.
They found Hermione sitting in the library with her nose in Quidditch Through the Ages. Scarlett frowned, giving Amber-Rose a confused look. Hermione had always zoned out during Quidditch conversations, no matter how interesting they had been. Amber-Rose snapped her fingers in front of Hermione's page and she looked up in blatant surprise.
Her eyes were somewhat redder around the edges than usual and she had a lonely look about her. She must be lonely, she hadn't ventured into the library for ages. Scarlett looked worried and Amber-Rose just rolled her eyes.
"Hermione…" Scarlett began, shuffling on the spot a little. "We have to talk to you"
Sighing as if she was expecting more bad news to come her way, Hermione stood up and put the book under her arm. Amber-Rose led them out of the library and continued walking until they were out of the castle and into the cool evening air.
"Right," she began, taking a seat on one of the benches and looking directly at Hermione. Scarlett stood beside Hermione and looked at the ground. "So we were walking down the corridor, we weren't hungry…if you needed an explanation for why we were walking down the corridor. Anyway, we heard Singlia talking to someone. She was talking about Dumbledore and how he was trying to prevent a prophecy from coming true!"
"What?" Hermione interrupted, amazed. "Dumbledore is trying to prevent a prophecy from coming true?"
"Yes, but that's not the point" Scarlett jumped back into life and rolled her eyes with impatience. "The prophecy is about Draco! And then apparently Singlia made a prophecy about you and Draco!"
"Singlia is a Seer?" Hermione asked.
"Yes!" Scarlett exclaimed, exasperated with Hermione's reactions. "And she was seeing things about you and Draco! The prophecy about Draco was something to do with him joining the Death Eaters and causing all sorts of shit that they wouldn't explain to us but the one about you and him said that you would show him love and bring him to the light or something"
Finally Hermione was stunned into silence. Scarlett took this and a nod from Amber-Rose as a sign that she should continue. "Apparently Singlia was hired to help speed things along. She was supposed to make you two realize you could have feelings for each other…which she kind of did." Hermione blushed.
"So, basically Dumbledore was trying to manipulate you into getting into a relationship with Draco to keep him from joining the dark side" Amber-Rose said bluntly, shrugging. "Do with that what you will; we just thought you should know"
"Yeah…thank you" Hermione murmured, pushing back her hair and turning to walk back towards the castle. She was dazed, completely unsure of anything right now. Was her relationship with Draco even real? Of course it was. Dumbledore hadn't forced the feelings into her heart; they had been there and developed over the time. Dumbledore had given her happiness. But everything still felt a little wrong.
And what was Professor Umbridge doing letting Draco out of school through the Floo Network? That didn't seem like her at all.
Meanwhile Draco was standing with a wand at his throat and a cold, snake-like face close to his. He was breathing in shaking gasps and his parents watched on, his father solemn and his mother wide eyed with tears escaping.
"Are we clear, Draco?" the cold, high voice of Lord Voldermort broke through the silence and he jabbed Draco's throat a little with his wand. "Do you need me to repeat the plan again? We will not let Albus Dumbledore win this time, will we?"
"No" Draco tried to shake his head but found it hard in his situation. He was shaking, astonished with his task. Could he possibly do this?
"Good" Voldermort lowered his wand and Draco slid down the wall and crumpled to the floor, trying his best to stop shaking.