AN: Hey guys, another update. In the same day! Amazing right! I'm impressed with me. Are you impressed with me? This chapter is dedicated to Kiwisaurus for his/her review. I'm glad you like it!

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Easy As Lying

Chapter 6: Helping Hands and Hellhounds

I stand to the side of the Gringotts Bank doors, catching my breath. Every lungful of sharp, cold, fall air sweeping away more and more of the cotton that previously resided in my brain. Bloodtooth said it would take a couple hours to wear off, but I can already feel my emotions better. Able to think it through better, I redo my glamours hastily. Just in time too. A blonde exiting the building nearly sees me. Oh! I forgot to tell Bloodtooth about the Nargles! Oh well. I'll tell him next time.

I start walking down the street, shopping for whatever catches my eye. I step into Flourish and Blotts to grab the books I need for seventh year classes. I'm only sixteen, but I'm a year ahead of my peers academically. I pass a pale blonde girl about my age glancing through the books on magical creatures by the door when a redhead opens the door and barrels into the blonde because she wasn't looking. They both end up on the floor in a pile of tangled limbs. The redhead stands up, sneering at the girl she pushed down.

"Watch where you're going, Loony!" She snarls viciously. "I mean, I know you're blind, but do you have to run into everyone you see? You even messed up my hair!" By this point I've heard enough. I drop my glamours and walk out from behind the bookshelf I was inspecting. The walk over to them is short, but it feels long as the ginger chit continued to insult the flinching blonde. That's a problem of mine, I have a bit of a hero complex, not a big one though. Self-preservation still takes priority. I step up to the red head, my most sickly sweet smile plastered on my face.

"Excuse me? You're in my way." I tap her on the shoulder and she whirls around, her face the same angry red as her hair. "Oh wow, that's embarrassing. It seems as if you would benefit more from not getting angry in front of people. Then your face wouldn't turn all blotchy and red. But I guess that's what happens when you get when you insult someone who's better than you." She gives me her best death glare, but I just smile at the blonde girl behind her, simply insinuating that she's not worth the time to argue with her. And she's not, no bully is. I step around the ginger and offer a hand to the blonde. She takes it and the moment she does a thought flashes through my mind, not my own. Luna Lovegood, 17, Ravenclaw, Seer. I'm brought out of my thoughts by an amused giggle. I shake off the last trails of the thought and smile a genuine smile at the owner of the giggle. I take her elbow and we walk outside into the sunlit street. She merely giggles again. This time looking behind me.

"Look." She states. "The wrackspurts are multiplying." She gestures to the ginger menace, who followed us outside. I focus on the air around her head, and sure enough, there are more and more wrackspurts gathering. The darker red her face gets, the more there are.

"Indeed there are, my dear Luna. Indeed there are." This is the last straw for the ginger haired chit.

"Who do you think you are!" She demands. "And why are you standing up for Loony Lovegood. She's crazy and you probably are too!" I give her my best death glare, making her flinch along with the rather large crowd her raised voice has gathered.

"Who am I?" I intone sarcastically. "Who am I? Do you not already know you insolent fool? You must be more stunted than I thought to not be able to feel the power of the circlet on my brow. Who am I? I am the Revered of the Goblins, the Alpha of the Hellhounds, and Master of shadows. I am Mistress of the Thestrels, Confidante of the Centaurs, and Queen of the Seers." My voice grows louder as I continue, making the crowd hold their breath with the sheer power in my voice. I don't really know where this is coming from, I'm just kind of spouting off words as they come to me inspired by my anger. It must be working because the ginger's knees are shaking. "You insult one of my subjects and myself by dismissing her precious gift as the ramblings of someone mentally unstable and then you have the audacity to ask WHO I THINK I AM!" As I begin yelling, the sky darkens and shadows reach toward me. A biting breeze starts up swirling around me; whipping my hair around my face, but leaving everyone else untouched. "I AM MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU COULD EVER IMAGINE." The wind dies, but the shadows seem to grow ever darker. I quiet my voice down to a dangerous level; somehow sounding even more threatening than before. "I am the Lady of the Grey Void. You would do well to remember my name. Insulting your betters makes enemies, and I am not a good enemy to have. Watch your back…" Then I realize something. The ginger was wearing the same exact sweater that Charlie gets every Christmas except with a G on it. I turn my back with a smirk plastered on my face as I play my final card. "Weasely." My cold laughter echoes along the near silent street as I grab Luna's elbow and flicker away like an old failing movie projector; leaving behind a speechless crowd and a shaking Ginny Weasely in the street.

Little did they know that I merely flitted back into the back of Flourish and Blotts with Luna, both of us trying to hold in our laughter. I throw my glamours on us so the crowd doesn't recognize us. Controlling ourselves, we walk to the front of the store to watch what unfolds through the window. Ginny Weasley stands up shakely as wizards robed in black and red walked toward her, the crowd parting for them like the Red Sea for Moses. The crowd starts to dissipate as the Aurors reach the terrified girl.

She's still shaking. I might have overdone it a little. But I never said I wasn't a drama queen, did I? Plus, I can't bring myself to feel bad for her. The moment I touched Luna's hand I felt something. A kinship, a connection, a bond…I feel like I've gained a sister. I won't stand for someone insulting my family. Any family, blood or not. Said girl turns to me and pulls me by the hand out of the book store and toward the pet store. As we pass by the Aurors, I catch a little of what Ginny's saying.

"She was so scary. There was wind and shadows and her power. Sir, her power was suffocating…" She pauses, tears running down her face. "She threatened me. I'm so scared. She knew my name!" The girls throws herself at the Auror, burying her face in his robes. The awkward Auror tries to disentangle himself from the hysterical teenager while his colleagues laugh at him from where they are interrogating witnesses.

I have to physically hold my laughter in by pushing my hand over my mouth. I must have not been very successful because Luna looks back at me and smiles dreamily, her eyes far away. She pulls me more insistently toward the pet store.

"Come on, my Lady. There is someone waiting for us in here."

"Luna, call me Tempest. I know you felt it too. From the moment you touched my hand we've been sisters. And we will treat each other as such. Agreed?" Luna turns around and gives me the most blinding smile, her eyes tearing up. I grin crookedly and envelope the shorter girl in a huge hug. Her arms come up around my back and she buries her face in the crook of my neck.

"I've never had a sister before." She says, her voice airy and light…grateful. She waits a moment. "Agreed." She pulls back, taking my hand once again. "Stop distracting me. We need to go to the pet shop your familiars are waiting for you. They're so cute." She lets go of my hand and hurries toward the shop. I shake my head chuckling. I may be a Lady chosen by Magic herself, but I'll be hanged if that girl doesn't have more foresight in her pinky than I have in my whole body. I jog to catch up with my new sister as she all but runs down the street.

"Um, wow." I exclaim as we walk into the store. "I've never seen so many pets in one place before." It really is an impressive collection. There are birds of all sorts, toads, snakes, cats, dogs, even baby sphinxes. I'm pretty sure those are illegal to own in most parts of the world. Apparently not here! I tell the teenager who comes up to us that we're fine and we don't need help. Luna walks straight over to the sphinxes and starts playing with one of the older kittens through the glass. I smile, I know the perfect 'welcome to my family' present for Luna. I walk over to the cashier; who looks annoyed because she just came up to us five seconds ago and I told her we didn't need anything.

"How much for one of the sphinx kittens?" I ask her. The teenager looks up from picking her nails to answer me. I wince as she chomps her gum like a cow chews cud.

"1, 499 Galleons." She says. She smirks at me, who is apparently the annoying, poor customer in this scenario. I glance over at Luna and the kitten engaged in a game of riddles. I smile indulgently at the sight they make. Luna just reminds me so much of a little girl, innocent and sweet. A child that needs protecting.

"I'll take him." The cashier stares at me incredulously. "Did you not hear me? I said I'll take him." The cashier rings me up and I hand over my magic credit card. While the cashier walks over to Luna to let the sphinx out, I walk around; browsing through the animals on display. My Hogwarts letter said I could have a familiar, but there is no way I'm getting something as mundane as an owl, a cat, or, heaven forbid, a toad.

During the course of my musings, I've somehow end up in front of a large glass cage in the very back of the store. I look at the contents and instantly fall in love. Inside there are two of the most adorable balls of fuzz I have ever seen. They have long coats and are about the size of three large fists put together. One of them is black with the tips of its fur as red as if they have been dipped in wet blood. The other was pure black with the tips of his tail and ears the color of gushing blood. As I stare at them, they stop wrestling and scramble off each other to inspect the new human. I smile as two sets of eyes study my face intently, one pair the deepest red, the other bright gold. I look at the label on their cage. One boy, one girl, nameless, two months old. I know what they are without looking at the sheet, but I check anyways… Hellhounds. I grin at them and they tilt their heads to the side, letting their tongues hang out of their mouths in an absolutely adorable imitation of me. I jump as a voice sounds behind me.

"I see you found each other ok. It would have been a shame if you hadn't." Luna states, petting the purring sphinx in her arms. I laugh, I'm in such a good mood right now. My earlier grumpiness has disappeared.

"Yeah, it would've been, petit sœur!" She smiles at the foreign endearment. I learned French at a young age and in times of great excitement of when I'm drunk, I often slip into my second language. I turn to the cashier excitedly. "I'll take both of them." The cashier splutters.

"Bu-but they're hellhounds." I nod my head condescendingly. Speaking slowly as to make her feel like she isn't doing her job right I tell her that I want to buy them and that it's her job. She scowls at me, I grin at her. Finally doing her job, she lets them out and rings me up for them. I pick my puppies up and snuggle them close to me. I walk out of the store with Luna following close behind. Suddenly the perfect names come to me. I turn to Luna excitedly, who looks back at me, her big blue eyes warm and happy.

"I just thought of the perfect names, petit sœur*! The girl is Ivette and the boy is Ludovic."

"Those are perfect, Tempest. The tree of death and the famed warrior."

"I know right!" I swear I'm acting like a complete idiot right now, but nothing is going to bring me down from my happiness high. I glance at my watch, as I bounce in place. I stop, my face straightens out and I feel my mood plummet. Huh, guess I was wrong, there is something.

"What's wrong, Tempest?" Luna asks worriedly.

"Nothing." I sigh. "I just have to go back to my greedy 'relatives' in twenty minutes." I try to smile at her, but it comes out as more of a grimace.

"Well let's make the most of it, sœur aînée*!" She says, her eyes brightening.

"Oh, stop being so cryptic." Complains Luna's sphinx, Alyec.

"What!?" I gasp dramatically, drawing several stares from passerby; whom I wink at theatrically. "You don't want a riddle?!" I laugh; happy again, but still a little subdued. Not that anyone except Luna could tell. Unnaturally intuitive, that one. Luna interrupts the brewing argument between us that's the result of my new favorite pastime, annoying Alyec to the brink of insanity.

"Let's go get ice cream!" Alyec and I both cheer while the puppies bark their assent; not that they know what they're agreeing to. Luna sighs, sometimes she feels like she's dealing with children. We all head to the Ice Cream Emporium with smiles on our faces which isn't too weird, but we're drawing some curious looks because of Alyec, Ivette, and Ludovic.

Once in the shop, I order coffee flavor, Luna gets banana, Alyec gets blueberry, and I order vanilla for the puppies. We have fun conversing over the frozen treat. We talk about everything and nothing at the same time. We talk about our favorite foods, our hobbies, our family, favorite color, even our favorite pair of shoes.

We talk until four o'clock rolls around and I have to meet my 'family'. I've only known Luna for a day and she already feels more like family than the Greengrasses ever will be. She's almost as important to me now as Charlie and Chelsea. I think it has something to do with the fact that you look into her and you just know that she'll never lie to you or betray your trust in any way. I wave goodbye to the duo still at the table and head out into the sun with Ivette and Ludovic growling at anyone who comes too close to their mistress. They're too small to be intimidating right now, but they'll be a force to be reckoned with when they reach their full size.

Ivette and Ludovic.

Death and Warrior.

I stand in front of Madame Malkins, tapping my foot impatiently. My puppies weave around my feet, sensing my stress. Once they're old enough we'll be able to communicate through a mind link. I scan the crowd ahead of me for the Greengrasses and then glance at my watch. They're late. That's weird they're never la-

"WHAT ARE THOSE!?" I hear a high squeaky voice screech from behind me. I let out a sigh. Of all the times I have to be right and it has to be now. The Greengrasses have arrived. Right. On. The. Dot. Of course. I turn around to face the proverbial, probably annoying, high, and squeaky music. Joy.

AN: What?! Two chapters in one day!? Don't get used to it guys. This only happened because I can't sleep and I wanted to know what happened next. So as you've probably guessed by now, Tempest is a "bit" of a drama queen. She can also be quite childish. Thankfully, she knows when it's appropriate and when it's not.

`I know it doesn't say Ginny bashing in the summary and that's because it's not. You will get an explanation, but just know that Chit!Ginny is only temporary. One that note, who thinks they know what's going to be the front page story in tomorrow's Daily Prophet edition? Drama, anyone? XD

Do you guys like the dynamic between Luna and Tempest? I know the sisterly relationship was a bit fast, but that's how I imagine it would be. This cold pureblooded Lady Grey with so much confusion and anger in her heart just looks into Luna's eyes and knows that everything's going to be alright if she trusts her. Plus the whole "their both psychic even if Luna's more so" thing…yeah.

Translations:

"Petit Sœur" means "Little Sister" in French

"Sœur Aînée" means "Older Sister" in French

"Ivette" means "Yew" in French and the yew is the tree of death and is pronounced (i VET)

"Ludovic" means "famed warrior" in French and is pronounced (LOO do veek)

But I had fun writing that.

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-MW