Archer had used the ladle to put a large amount of soup into her bowl. She needed the energy, desperately. She then drove herself to the dining room where the Order Members were sitting. Archer with much effort moved a chair away, though many asked to help her she told them that she needed to be self sufficient. She sat next to Molly Weasley and a woman not much older than Archer who had pink hair. The woman shook Archer's hand and said.
" Hi, I'm Nymphadora Tonks, but call me Tonks." Tonks grinned.
" Nice to meet you, Archer, Archer Snape." Archer replied warmly.
Archer then took a large spoonful of soup and savored it. Her entrails were cold until she had a bowl of chicken soup. Archer even drank the broth when she was done. People weren't shocked, so she had the pleasure for not having to feel embarrassed by their critical eyes.
Archer and Tonks got into a conversation about Transfiguration. This was when Tonks told Archer about her being a metamorphagus, and demonstrated this through making her face look like and alligators. Archer told Tonks about her being Professor McGonagall's apprentice.
" Oh believe me, I defiantly know that. McGonagall's been bragging about it all summer!" Tonks almost groaned.
" Sorry." Archer spoke breathlessly.
" It's not your fault. McGonagall has refused most apprenticeships, but it was time for her to think about apprenticeships, she thought she would have to settle for someone, but then she met you. You should have seen her eyes light up as she talked about you this summer and about how you would be such a great apprentice. It was rather sweet. I think she was as worried about you as Snape was." Tonks explained.
" Well at least I know I'll have a good career at Hogwarts, one of the best places I've been. Durmstrang is also another great school, I wouldn't want to teach there though, even though it was the school I went to." Archer said.
" Archer." A quiet, aged voice spoke. Archer veered her neck to see the one and only Albus Dumbledore standing in her presence.
" Headmaster Dumbledore, it's great to see you again." Archer spoke happily.
" Better to see you though, no need to go to the trouble to telling me your summer story, Mrs. Weasley took the liberty into telling me." Dumbledore replied with a warm smile.
" Well that's good. So how are you." Archer spoke.
" We are going to start and Order meeting soon, I trust that Miss Tonks will tell you about the past meetings to catch you up." Dumbledore said.
" Alright, thank you headmaster." Archer spoke without another word to him, only wondering why Dumbledore told her how was feeling, she was afraid it wasn't good at the moment.
" Alright, so far the Order hasn't found much out, only that Voldemort is gathering followers, and Harry is in danger, because Voldemort is going to try to find a way to get Harry's prophecy." Tonks whispered in Archer's ear after Dumbledore left the table.
" That's mental, how will he be able to get it, wait, he's going to use…" Archer then trailed off, she remembered when she was held captive, Voldemort tried to put images in her head of people she loved dying. Archer remembered what her father told her when she was a little girl and Voldemort was at large.
" Whatever you may see in your mind, don't believe it."
Archer looked Tonks in the eye, she was horrified.
" He had only mastered that power ten years before his reign finished, if he uses that now, what other powers could he discover even a week from now, a month, a year!" Archer whispered in great worry. Tonks nodded with a grave look on her face.
" I'm afraid about the new information we are going to get, to be honest with you, I can tell weather things are good or bad based on Dumbledore's face, if times get bad, you will see circles under his eyes from trying to find something or someway to stop it all." Tonks spoke with a pause, she swallowed and inhaled heavily. " Everyday Dumbledore had been looking worse and worse, if he keeps on like this he'll look as bad as you by Christmas." Tonks continued with a more chocked up tone.
Archer didn't say anything, she just stared at the table, thinking, wondering if this year would be her year to die, no one knew when she was going to die, and she could possibly die in this room in ten seconds!
10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… Still alive, but possibly she only had twenty seconds, or thirty seconds?
Archer dug the nail of her middle finger into her thumb to relieve some of the stress, but there was more blood being released than stress. Her skin was so weak since her lack of food made not only her already very little fat and her lean muscle disappear, but her cells seemed to be dying, her brain in some ways didn't function right. She had trouble identifying Ron when she saw him, and it was not because puberty had an effect. Archer covered her bleeding thumb by using her other fingers to cradle and cover it. Archer felt like she was going to vomit, she steered her way out of the dining room and into the first bathroom she found, she rode into the bathroom but then realized something, how was she going to vomit in a toilet from her wheelchair? Archer gathered a small amount of energy to give herself the strength to find a place in her wheelchair where she could simply fall out. She threw up everything she ate that night, and worse a little bit of blood and a strange clear fluid which seemed to not mix in with the soup and blood. Archer's lip quivered, her body was starting to reject food, she was dying.
Archer began to feel even weaker, she stumbled as she tried to stand up from her position on hands and knees. Archer forced herself, though she was exhausted, she climbed back into the wheelchair and steered herself out of the bathroom back into the dining room, where Molly was no longer in her chair anymore. Tonks then took a handkerchief and wiped a small streak of vomit still on Archer's face.
" Archer, I'm scared for you, how much did you vomit?" Tonks asked concerned.
" Not much." Archer lied, this was not the place to make everyone worry about her, they had better things to worry about, like find out ways to stop Voldemort.
" Really?" Tonks asked, she was not convinced that Archer only threw up a little bit, she knew that when she saw the blood red on her chin. Tonks then left her chair and went into the kitchen to tell Molly, who was talking to Snape.
" I have something important to tell you." Tonks interrupted.
" So do I, it is rude to interrupt people's conversations." Snape sneered.
" Well if a conversation is more important than your daughters well being I'll leave you alone." Tonks snapped. Snape then showed guilt on his face.
" What's happened is she hurt?" Snape spoke weakly.
" She must have vomited out everything she ate this evening, and to add to that a little blood. She told me she only vomited a little but I think your daughter's in the first stages of death, her body won't accept food!" Tonks answered. Molly's face went pale, as well as Snape's.
" She needs to be taken to St. Mungo's!" Molly almost shouted.
" No, it will be too dangerous for her." Snape soon spat. Molly turned to look at Snape with a pissed look on her face as she put her clenched fists on her hips.
" Too dangerous! How could it be too dangerous! Leaving her here to die is too dangerous!" Molly then began to shout, she had enough of Severus, hell what kind of father never had cream and sugar available for tea, a selfish bastard?
" Because she seems to be number two on the Dark Lord's hit list so if we have her anywhere Albus Dumbledore is not she is in grave danger, the only place she can be without Dumbledore is Hogwarts, and even then there is no guarantee. I have a potion which can possibly revive her, it depends on how severe her condition is." Snape spoke softly. Molly realized his point and rested her hands on her sides. Tonks snorted and rolled her eyes.
" Depends on how severe her condition is." Tonks hissed angrily and then started to tsk quietly as she dug her nails on a countertop. " My cousin is dying out there Snape! That potion had better be able to cure dying people damn it, and if it does not I personally will kill you!" Tonks then began to roar, raising her fist to make sure Severus got the point.
" Tonks, you put that fist down, I will accept no violence unless if its against a death eater!" Molly shouted, grabbing Tonks' wrist and forcefully pulled her arm down at her side.
" We need to all go to the dining room, hell Archer may have just died on the spot." Tonks grumbled.
Meanwhile, Archer was fiddling around with a fork, she got hungrier, but she knew she would just barf it all up anyways. Archer was in need of sleep, she needed to be here for the meeting though. Archer then remembered something. She took the bottle of potion Aragog gave to her last year. She used the potion twice during the summer as pollyjuice potion so she could make quick get aways. She pulled out the lid, which made the sound of a cork and though of a potion that could put a stopper in death and revive her at the same time. She then knew, Altheda's potion! She knew that if she chose the elixir of life it would keep her alive, also she wouldn't have been able to create it since not even Acromantula venom could create the elixir of life since the philosophers' stone was man made and did not contain any ingredients in nature.
Archer then dipped her tongue in and let a drop of the potion rest on her tongue until the liquid multiplied and became Altheda's potion. Archer swallowed the potion. Archer was amazed at the changes she saw right before her eyes, the scars were disappearing her skin, her broken blood vessels were repaired, the color in her skin returned. Archer felt better, strong, and happier. She stood up from her wheelchair without any problem, Archer began to walk, she was still skeletal, but she was sure the potion would prevent her vomiting her food up. Professor McGonagall clenched her heart and let out a cheer of happiness, she knew that if most of her other students were in that situation, they would die for sure, but not Archer, it was not her time to go. Sirius' face lit up as he hugged his second cousin, who was able to give him a famous Durmstrang hug even though how her muscle was still lacking.
Tonks, Snape, and Molly were shocked by what they saw when they entered the dining room. Archer was standing, walking, jumping, and not ghostly like she was when she first came in.
Snape couldn't help but to smile, he thought he would have to spend a long time on a Regeneration Potion, which was highly dangerous. He then remembered the potion Aragog gave to her.
Archer then sat back down in laughter, she was going to live, her tampered prophecy hadn't doomed her to this date, so she savored life around her, she even told Molly Weasley not to hit a spider with a broom because killing the living for no purpose was as soul ripping as a horcrux. Molly then got a weird look on her face as Archer picked up the spider in her hands and laughed as it crawled up her arm and on her head. It was a decent sized spider, which made the room echo with Ron's whimpers of panic.
" How do you carry those things." Ron whimpered, then giving out the whine of a small dog.
" Because spiders are an important part of ecosystems and they are the reason muggles are still alive today." Archer replied. Ron still kept a fearful face. Archer then walked out of the room with the spider on her head.
Molly looked at Archer, flabbergasted.
" She is an odd girl isn't she?" Molly asked, rhetorically.
" She's as brilliant as she is odd, if not more." George spoke dreamily, Ron gave a hilarious snort, sniggering behind his hand.
" Don't be sniggering Ron, you can't even find a girl." Fred shouted at his brother, playfully smacking him across the head.
" Hey, at least I'm not snogging one of my professors!" Ron spoke, he had a lot of wit to say that.
" Oh don't be talking Ronald, we remember you little dance with Professor McGonagall, you seemed to be enjoying it." Fred spoke, winking at Professor McGonagall who looked ready to vomit.
" Mention that again and you will be receiving a detention." Professor McGonagall snarled, the three Weasley boys stopped talking immediately.
Archer then returned to the room, without a spider on her head. She sat back in her place with Molly and Tonks. Both smiled at Archer, both were happy she was still alive, they have already have grown to adore her.
Albus Dumbledore than entered the room. Everyone looked at him with anticipation.
" The meeting is to begin." Dumbledore spoke. Molly dismissed the underage residents. Archer sat down, ready to be asked what she might know, which she indeed knew much, except the prophecy which Tonks mentioned to her earlier.
" First of all, I would like to welcome back Miss Archer Snape, who has fought the Death Eater's wrath and survived." Dumbledore spoke from the chair he just sat on, everyone clapped, there was no cheering, which Archer was quite happy about.
" She has returned with a story yes, but we are not here for that story, we are here for what she might know." Dumbledore continued. Archer cleared her throat.
" Yes, we are not here for my story, but for the details in my story about the plan of the Death Eaters." Archer spoke, swallowing as she got the evil eye from a man sitting next to Molly, presumably her husband. " So here is what I have heard over the course of this summer. I have heard bits and pieces of plans, plans to attack Harry of course, but not with spells, but with mind control, I heard this from Voldemort himself when he visited the place I was being tortured at, he is close to success, but I heard that when I was dueling him in Albania." Archer continued, but was interrupted.
" How can we believe her, she's related to a bunch of them, I bet she's related to every Death Eater there, they might be telling her to deceive us! Anyone who has the worst of the Black family, Lestrange, Rosier, and Malfoy blood is no good!" The man next to Molly announced, pointing accusingly to Archer.
" She's got the blood of his inner circle in her, Bellatrix, Lucius, Rodolphus, Rabastan, disgusting she is, I bet she has a mark, GO ON, SHOW IT TO US!" The man continued.
" Arthur! Control yourself!" Molly shouted.
" Go on Archer, show us, show us that you're a a purist like the rest of them." Arthur snarled.
" Mr. Weasley, if you speak to my daughter like that I will personally make sure you find yourself cowering after an unforgiveable curse slips off my tongue." Snape spoke, articulating his syllables as usual.
" Dad, he's not worth it." Archer spoke calmly to her father.
" Mr. Weasley, if I were a Death Eater, I would have not shown up the way I did, they wouldn't dare torture me, they would not want to spill magical blood. I am number two on their hit list. If I had wanted to kill you and get information out of you for the Dark Lord I would have been done a while ago. I am not responsible for who my family is, and if you want me to leave here for your sake of a having a grudge against my family I will leave." Archer spoke calmly, looking into Arthur's eyes, his eyes were seemingly angered, but they calmed down, as if Archer hypnotized him.
" I am sorry, I seemed to have acted like the Dark Lord himself by judging you not on your amazing character, but your family roots, and their flaws." Arthur spoke, looking down at his reflection of the finish on the table showed to him, he saw a flawed, ignorant man in that finish.
" Apology accepted, I am judged for my family all of the time. I have gotten quite used to it, but you do prove a point, it is not wise to trust me since I have once had affiliation with the Dark Lord once, when I was a toddler, I bore the mark on my arm since a day after I was born." Archer spoke, she then stood up and took a deep breath, putting her weight on her fingers which acted . " But that is not who I am. If you want further explanation, talk to me after this meeting." Archer spoke. " Now back to information. Another thing I heard from Cyprus Dolohov, was that they already have trolls on their side, and a few werewolves as well." Archer resumed.
" Is that all?" Dumbledore asked Archer.
" Yes, that is all." Archer answered.
" Well, we have an issue, we have just received news that Harry Potter has been expelled, for using the patronus charm in front of his cousin." Dumbledore spoke. Everyone gasped.
" Oh no, this can't happen, not here, not now." Lupin spoke.
" What are we going to do?" Tonks asked.
" I have convinced the Ministry to put Harry on trial, they were skeptical of course, I'm sure you all know why." Dumbledore replied, everyone was relieved. Archer was clueless.
" Why would the Ministry be skeptical of you?" Archer asked, rather worried.
" The Ministry does not believe Voldemort has returned." A man named Kingsley Shacklebolt spoke.
" That's rubbish!" Archer spoke appalled, hitting her fist on the table.
" We agree. Cornelius must know for damned sure that Harry and Dumbledore are telling the truth, but he doesn't want to be known as the Minister who was alive, who let you-know-who come back. He wants to live in his perfect little world, were everything is orderly." Tonks snarled.
" Well damned we need to get Harry away from danger! We need to get him out of that muggle house of his and take him here!" Archer shouted. Everyone muttered in agreement.
" You seemed to have read my mind Archer." Dumbledore spoke, smiling.
" We should get him now, the Ministry doesn't seem to be want to protect Harry at the moment." Sirius said.
" Wait, you can't expect us to have him apparated." A familiar face spoke, it was Mad Eye Moody. Archer veered at the man who actually didn't teach her, but with Barty Crouch's impersonation of him it seemed like it was the man who taught her.
" We'll take him by broom of course." Tonks spoke, smiling.
" Crap, that just reminds me, were is my broom and luggage?" Archer shouted. Professor McGonagall then spoke an 'ah' and then beckoned Archer to the far corner of the room were behind a large plant, Archer's luggage was there, but her broom wasn't there.
" Thank you Professor, I don't have my broom." Archer spoke, that's when Sirius smiled and walked over to her.
" Here a greeting gift, Its from one of your friends." Sirius then spoke, he pulled out his wand and did a silenced summoning charm charm.
Sirius then caught a wrapped broom stick which came zooming at him, he then presented it to Archer.
Sirius smiled. Archer took the broomstick which had a small, grubby parchment card on it which said odd letters in Bulgarian, but translated it said.
I hope you'll be able to receive this, I bought one knowing you would adore it. I know you'll make it, since knowing you you've probably kicked their asses! Write to me, and Poliakoff, I could have sworn he was crying on the ship, which the Ryzhenkov twins were.
Stay Safe
Your Friend, Viktor Krum.
" Lipsva mi vie sŭshto Viktor." Archer spoke in Bulgarian.
" What in Merlin's name did you say?" Tonks asked.
" I just said I miss you too Viktor in Bulgarian." Archer answered.
" I didn't know you could speak Bulgarian." Professor Dumbledore spoke. Archer smiled, holding the card tightly. Archer started to tear the weak paper which revealed a firebolt, Archer grinned from ear to ear.
"Tova e neveroyatno!" Archer shouted happily. Translation, this is amazing.
" Sorry, I like speaking in Bulgarian when I'm happy or angry."
" Oh I knew alright, I don't even want the Bulgarian that she's said to me translate though!" Snape spoke, making everyone laugh a little.
" You never spoke Bulgarian during that year of Hogwarts." Dumbledore observed.
" My English was fading from me so I just wanted to practice." Archer spoke with a shrug. " Now lets get Potter!"
And with that Archer, and a few other volunteers including Mad Eye, Kingsley, and Tonks, ventured out, each carrying a broomstick. They ran out side, quickly threw themselves on their brooms and went soaring into the sky.
Archer was in awe of London when they got there, the lights were beautiful, reminded her of a time when Durmstrang had the field trip in America for fifth year students, which was to study magical and non-magical creatures, and to depict runes, as well as being appalled the Headmaster who ran the American school in the rainforests of Washington State, the way these people talked, their accents were hideous!
Archer then notice the scene change to a tightly crowded suburb, houses were so close together it was almost like seeing a large mansion with lots of little atriums. She then saw the others begin to land, Archer followed their lead, she then set foot down at one of the many houses.
So this is where famous Harry Potter lived. Archer couldn't fathom it. She observed the house as Moody pulled out his wand and casted a silent spell which unlocked the front door.
They all crammed inside the entry way and made their way up the stair, telling each other to hush up. Tonks then came to the door which the least amount of snoring came out of and presumed it was Harry's, she whispered Alohamora very lightly, making the door creek open.
And there standing before them was Harry Potter.