Harry Potter and the Wars of Heaven by Princess Silverstar

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Chapter 3: The Prison Guards

The following morning, the students filed into the Great Hall for breakfast and as usual there were many interactions happening around. The first years were led by their house perfects as the start of their orientations. They will be led around the schools just like they were led into their dorms last night. They were briefed on their way to the dorm and in the dorm about the some basic rules and regulations of the dorms. Now as the new Head Boy, Percy Weasley, gave his last brief speech, Harry came in with his best friends and new friends.

As Harry walked into the Great Hall, Draco Malfoy and his gang made some really sissy gesture of fainting in attempt to provoke him, reminding him of the incident in the train. A wave of troubled thoughts washed over him as the girls quickly pulled both boys further to the front of the Great Hall so that they don't have to put up with those immature and rude snakes. He had forgotten about that!

Draco's eyes darted to one of the Kensington twins, the one who caught his gaze during the feast, their eyes made a brief contact then and now. His eyes followed her, while they pulled the boys from them, the Mudblood scowled and the twin with the queer hairstyle frowned, but hers was almost blank. It's rather obvious that she didn't like the treatment, but the lack of emotional fluctuation made him even more curious about her.

Harry frowned as he remembered the moment when he woke up on the train to Kimberly's voice calling him and her cold hand gently petting his cheek, and the professor's worried face. He shivered as he remembered the dark ghostly creature, Dementor, and a woman's scream before he fainted.

'Who was that?' he asked himself. He heard it before but couldn't quite place his fingers from where he had heard it. He was pale and almost lifeless when the girls sat him down and barely responded to Hermione calling him.

"I'd like to see him face to face with those monsters," Ron said hotly, earning him a nudge to his ribs.

"Harry, don't worry about him!" Hermione said but he didn't seem to hear her.

Harry then felt a small warm hand covering his and looked down. Kimberly had reached to take his hand at his lack of response. Staring silently at it and then up at her smiling face, he turned his hand around and gave hers a little grateful squeeze, thanking her of the silent support. All of a sudden, he had an urge to ask her about the train incident.

"I heard a scream on the train when…" he faltered as he didn't know how to connect his words, "Did anyone else fainted?" he added.

"No," she said softly, "you're the only one and no one screamed when you fainted yesterday," she told him with a sympathetic smile and gave another squeeze.

"Harry?" Serenity said as she sat on his other side, "I think the scream you mentioned were your past horrors."

"Past?" Harry choked as he suddenly realised what she was trying to tell him. The scream belonged to his mother who sacrificed her life for him. How did she know? But then he remembered her crying hysterically, it dawned upon him that she has past horrors as well.

"That is the effect when a Dementor get too near to people. Dementors live feeding on people's happiness, although…you can't say that they are actually living," Kimberly explained slowly. "Muggles can't see them and they classified their effects on them as depression."

"Harry, don't let what Malfoy said get to you," she continued and smiled mischievously as she said, "I heard from Fred and George that he nearly peed in his pants when one searched their side of the compartment. That served him more humiliation compared to what happened to you," She supplied the information in a happier note. It did bring back the cheer in the group even if it was on the expense of other people's misfortune.

"Students, please settle down and give me your attention. We have an announcement to make." Professor McGonagall said above the noise as the professors came in quickly after her and took their respective places. Everybody moved quickly into their seats and turned to her. When she saw that she had their attention she turned to the Headmaster, "Albus," she gave a nod and gave him the stage.

"Good morning, students, I trust that you have a goodnight sleep," he said in his cheerful grandfather manner. "As Professor McGonagall has said, we have an announcement to make, do forgive my rambling as it grows with age," he paused as if he had been hesitating and then decided to drop the Dung Bomb, he said, "We wish to inform you that Hogwarts will play host for the Dementors, effective from today, and will stationed themselves at every entrances of the school for as long as it takes. This arrangement had just been made with the Ministry of Magic for the recapture of the escaped prisoner, Sirius Black." The students shifted restlessly and mumbling among each other at the grave news.

"Please be assured that their presence will not affect any of our school activities and the exciting visits to Hogsmeade and may I assure you again to perform your routines as it is like any other day. However, I only bid that all students be cautious that you do not give them any means to attack you," His wise face turned serious as he warned them, "It is not in the nature of a Dementor to be forgiving. Do not fret, and I hope that you will enjoy your day." He finished and went to his seat and then breakfast was served. This breakfast was overall the most solemn breakfast Hogwarts have ever had since a long time.

Ron paled even when food was right before him, "The Ministry must have gone mad!" he said weakly, "Sending Dementors to a school,"

"What can they do? Their target was Sirius Black," Neville Longbottom answered him.

"If Black can escape from the Dementors, do you think Aurors could have stopped him?" Hermione reasoned against her displeasure of the situation.

"How can Dumbledore let this happened?" Seamus said.

"I think Professor Dumbledore had done the best he can to put distance between us." Kimberly said with a tight smile nodding towards the Dementors outside.

"But personally, I'd rather place my bet on Aurors than them, even if Dementors are the best for this case." Ron said.

"We share your sentiment, Ron, and they have far more potential to lose control than humans, but do make some sense, we have a limited number of good Aurors, and even they may not stand a chance against a dark wizard that has no morals." Kimberly replied with a frown, "And Hermione's right, if anyone can escape the Dementors, they can sneak past right under the Aurors' noses. We don't have to like it; it's been said and done."

Even with the disturbing news, the students soon managed to find classes more exciting than the last and a week has passed before they know it. Harry had a new hated professor, the professor for Divination, Sybil Trelawney, was absolutely off her rocker!

Their first lesson was the Art of Reading Tea Leaves and she seem to have took an interest in him, because he's got, in his first class, The Grim. He hates the professor's exaggerated behaviour toward everyone and her grim expression when she looked at him. She even scared the crap out of Neville Longbottom, telling him about his grandmother being in bad health and worse in a casual way. He'd never thought he'd hate anyone else other than Snape, Malfoy, and the Dusleys, but she's certainly on the list.

At least, he's not the only one who had facinated her, Kimberly had her tea leaves read by Serenity but it seems that, according to Trelawney, The Fates had a special plan for her, and said that she was proud to have a gifted student this year.

"Oh, she make a fine Seer!" Hermione mimicked the professor as they walked down the stairs to the next class. Hermione was delirious about Trelawney, complaining all the way in fury about her making grim predictions and the Grim Neville's grandmother and the Grim again. Harry no longer wanted to hear about Trelawney for the rest of the week and turned a deaf ear to Hermione's complains.

A soft voice whispered behind him, "Professor Trelawney said that the Fates had a plan for you, do you think...?" They hadn't a warning when Harry decided to turn around abruptly causing the girls to knocked into him.

"Harry! What you do that for?" Kimberly frowned.

"Sorry, didn't mean that." he apologised and looked at her. She hadn't smiled since Trelawney made her prediction. "Are you upset about Trelawney?" he asked.

She was quiet for a while as she took a deep breath as if to get rid of the stress she had in days she gave him a small smile. Between the two of them, Harry didn't notice that Serenity had left them and went to the group. "Her predictions of me came in two meanings, I have the gift of an Oracle, or rather, a Seer," Kimberly said in a tired sigh. "'The Fates had a plan for me' either meant that my destiny was sealed or I can be the unpredictable factor of a destiny." She said somewhat dejected.

"Is that a bad thing," Harry said, "or would you rather wish you had a death prediction?"

She shrugged, "Well, it could also mean that I'm a True Seer whose destiny is sealed from others, or I'm just a toy for them to dispose of, or both," She said in disgust. "A True Seer's future can't be predicted, do you know?" She, then, to his surprise, she giggled and it turned into laughter.

"Okay...Did I look funny or did I have something on my face?" Harry asked.

"Pardon me," she said between giggles, "it's just that...you've got the Grim,"

"Huh?" A now very confused Harry stared down at the girl in disbelieve.

"That was quite mean of you to laugh at people with a death sentence from heaven," said Andrew, who came out of no where. He reached down to pet the girl who had doubled over with laughter. She raised and waved her hand and stood up straight.

"It did looked like the Grim, but I think, Ron's prediction was more accurate," she said as she composed herself.

"Yer think?" Harry repeated.

"If it's any comfort to you, Harry, Trelawney's not a True Seer, so don't worry," she said in a whisper, "Come on, before we're later then we already are," as they broke into a run, "See ya!" Kimberly shouted to her brother over her shoulder, leaving the chuckling blonde in the open space.

Finally, I've updated. Sorry for the delay. My pendrive was infected so...bravo, I've lost my files! Do be patient with me as I retype my stories for both When the Moon Meets the Star and this one. Do review so that I'll know what you guys like...

Princess Silverstar