Undone
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Reviews are very welcome, as they inspire my muse. Thank you very much for the kind feedback on the previous chapter!
"Sirius?" Harry asked in suspicion. "Is there something that you ought to tell us?"
Grinning, Sirius admitted, "We're all going to be at Hogwarts next month, Remus, Luna's father and I."
"My father?" Luna enquired, seemingly surprised.
"Your father is going to be the research professor. He's going to teach Research, which will be an elective subject from sixth year onwards, and he'll also print the Quibbler as well as a Hogwarts newspaper," Sirius explained. "Remus will be the new Care of Magical Creatures professor, and I'm going to replace Professor Binns, a ghost who taught History of Magic so far."
"And what about me?" Luna spoke up in a small voice, blue eyes staring at Sirius.
"Your father is still trying to convince Dumbledore to let you attend first year classes, but you're going to join him at Hogwarts in any case," Sirius informed her, causing Luna to let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank Merlin, then at least we'll be able to meet every day," she said, smiling.
"Then it would only make sense to have Luna attend classes," Lily spoke up from her portrait, resolutely. "I'll go and make Dumbledore see reason." With that she vanished from her spot beside James, who blinked, muttering, "What happened?"
Twenty minutes later, Lily was back, grinning broadly. "Luna may attend first-year classes together with Harry, but Dumbledore is fuming. He only realised in our conversation that you cancelled the betrothal contract with the Weasleys."
"Oh joy," Sirius commented, smirking. "Thank Merlin that we're only due to show up at Hogwarts in three days' time. Maybe he'll have cooled down a bit by then."
"So Luna and I are also moving to Hogwarts with you?" Harry asked in surprise.
"If you don't prefer staying here just by yourselves," Sirius replied, giving Harry a mischievous look.
"Ah no," Harry replied, glancing at Luna.
"Sirius, Remus, you're going to take us with you, aren't you?" Lily requested.
"Yes, we've already prepared an appropriate frame that we're going to put on the wall in our quarters," Remus replied, sincerely.
HP
Two days later was Harry's eleventh birthday, and like during the previous summer, Gwenlin, Jane and Kengo arranged a party for him on the beach on Goblin Island. However, this time, they only invited Harry's family and Luna's father along with Amelia Bones, who brought her nice, Susan, with her.
Harry and Luna immediately liked Susan, who told them that she was betrothed to Neville Longbottom and that they were both going to become first-years at Hogwarts on the first of September.
"Same here," Harry and Luna replied, happily.
Only when they returned home late in the afternoon, Sirius handed Harry his present. It was a small, blue box, and when Harry opened it, curiously, he found two rings.
"Rings?" he spoke up in surprise.
"They're friendship rings," Sirius explained. "The smaller one is Luna's, the larger one yours."
Harry took out the smaller ring. On the first glance, both rings were absolutely identical, apart from a slight difference in size. They were silver with a small Claddagh pattern. Only when Harry looked closer, he realised that the female version was equipped with a tiny blue stone worked into the Claddagh.
'The colours are absolutely fitting for Luna,' Harry thought, happily, as he carefully slid Luna's ring over her ring finger, observing in amazement how the ring automatically adjusted itself to the correct size. He then proceeded to wear his own as well.
"The friendship rings are equipped with multiple charms, on the one hand to keep you safe and on the other hand to allow you to easily communicate. As long as you're wearing the rings, you should be able to use telepathy to each other," Sirius explained.
"Thank you sooo much," Luna blurted out before pulling Sirius into a bear hug.
"Thanks Sirius, they're gorgeous," Harry added, happily. 'Can you hear me?' he thought to Luna in an attempt to test the rings.
'Yes, it works,' came her response, showing her excitement.
HP
It was on the following morning that Harry, Luna and their guardians moved to Hogwarts. At first, Harry felt slightly apprehensive when the children were told that they first had to go and meet the headmaster. However, Professor Dumbledore was very friendly and did not say anything about the cancellation of the betrothal contract. He assigned Remus and Sirius, who wanted to live together, the teachers quarters next to those of the Potions Master and his family and Xenophilius Lovegood the rooms right next to them.
"At lunchtime, I'll introduce you to Gwendolyn Prince, Professor Snape's daughter," Dumbledore promised. "She grew up at Hogwarts and knows every corner. I'm sure she'll be thrilled to show you around."
"Thank you sir," Harry and Luna replied, politely.
'I hope she's nice,' Luna thought to Harry, wearing a dreamy expression.
'Let's hope for the best,' Harry replied, having heard so many stories about Snape from the Marauders that he had mixed feelings about the matter. 'We met her on my birthday party last year,' he added, 'and at that time I thought she was nice.'
Gwendolyn was indeed a very pleasant young witch. Although she looked like the spitting image of her father, who seemed a little grumpy to the children, she was as friendly as her mother and grandmother. While her granny Poppy Pomfrey was the Healer, her mother Rosie Dumbledore was the professor for Healing, which was one of the elective classes that they could choose from third-year onwards. Her grandfather Aberforth Dumbledore was said to entertain the Hogshead, a bar at Hogsmeade.
After three hours of being led through Hogwarts by Gwendolyn, Harry and Luna had the impression as if they had seen every classroom and heard all stories that were available about the various subjects and teachers.
When Gwendolyn heard that Harry and Luna were betrothed, her face turned as grumpy as Harry had seen her father at lunchtime.
"You're lucky, the two of you," she said, her voice laced with anger. "A few months ago, I received a letter from the Ministry of Magic that they had decided to make me Ronald Weasley's betrothed. Ronald seems to be an absolute git, as far as I know him, and why I have to become his betrothed, just because he was too stupid to bond with someone before his eleventh birthday I just can't understand."
"Oh no," Harry and Luna voiced in simultaneous shock. "So sorry Gwendolyn," Luna added, sympathetically.
"Oh well, I still hope that I'll somehow be able to get away from him before we have to marry," Gwendolyn said, shrugging.
"Honestly," Harry blurted out, "we should do something about this stupid betrothal system. It's just ridiculous."
Gwendolyn smiled. "Friends?" she asked, holding out her hand to Luna and Harry.
"Friends," Luna said in a soft voice, as she accepted the offer, closely followed by Harry.
"I hope we manage to get into the same house, although I'm almost sure that I'm going to be in Slytherin, while at least Harry is surely going to be in Gryffindor," Gwendolyn said, smiling.
"We'll see," Luna replied with a small smile of foreboding playing on his lips that made Harry assume that she had seen a vision about their Sorting. However, apparently noticing his questioning look, she merely thought to him, 'The Sorting's going to be chaos.'
HP
After riding on the Hogwarts Express in a compartment together with Gwendolyn, Susan and Neville as well as an absolutely amazing boat trip over the lake, Harry and Luna arrived in the Great Hall together with the other first-years.
Harry glanced at the high table, from where Sirius and Remus smiled at him, while Xenophilius proudly looked at his only daughter, who was standing right next to Harry.
"The Sorting Hat is going to sing first," one of the first-years standing in the row behind Harry spoke up, making Harry look at the Hat in expectation.
However, the Hat disappointed his audience. "Sorry everyone, but I have a headache and I'll owe you an explanation after the Sorting, so allow me to skip my song and get along with the Sorting," he said in a crisp voice, before he demandingly moved his brim towards Professor McGonagall.
Shaking her head in apparent annoyance, the Gryffindor head began to read students' names from a long list, and Harry observed with interest how his fellow first-years were sorted. Luna became sorted into Ravenclaw, making Harry hope that the Hat would be willing to put him together with her. Finally, the professor called his name, and he stumbled forward.
Harry hesitantly sat on the stool and waited in expectation as Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat onto his head, making him fully unaware of his surroundings, as the Hat's large brim covered his eyes. Suddenly, a small voice penetrated his mind.
'Oh no, this means trouble for the magical world, and you're the one who caused my headache. You'd fit everywhere, especially since you're the heir of the four original founders, but it'll better be…'
With that the Hat stopped talking into Harry's mind and shouted into the Great Hall, "Wallace!"
"Sopho, please properly sort the students," McGonagall slightly reprimanded the Hat, just when Harry heard a commotion at the left side of the Great Hall, where he knew the Slytherin table to be.
The Ravenclaw and Slytherin tables along with the students who were sitting at the tables were roughly moved towards the Hufflepuff table – apparently to make space for a smaller, fifth house table that popped into life at the far end of the Hall, right next to the Slytherin table.
"Very well, Mr. Potter, please take a seat at the new house table," McGonagall instructed him, crisply, before taking the Hat off his head.
Harry slowly walked towards the empty table, feeling confused at the strange sorting, however, strangely reassured by the concern and friendly feelings that he had sensed McGonagall have towards him.
A few minutes later, Harry was joined by Gwendolyn Prince and Blaise Zabini.
When Blaise took his seat at the Wallace table, the Hat spoke up.
"William Wallace founded the fifth Hogwarts house in 1300 with the permission of the heirs of the other four founders. He was a fighter for the Scottish Independence until he was killed by the British muggle government in 1305. I believe that it's time to revive this old house. In fact, I did not intend to re-introduce the house as of today, however, as things are as they seem to be, I feel that I must immediately re-sort some of today's first-years, namely Susan Bones, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Hermione Granger, Daphne Greengrass, Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood."
While the mentioned students moved to the Wallace table, most of them – except for Susan, Neville and Luna – wearing horrified expressions, the Hat continued, "Professor Rosie Dumbledore shall be the head of Wallace house."
With that the Hat quietened down, and the headmaster rose from his chair. "Welcome to Hogwarts, first-years, welcome back everyone else. Please believe me that I am as surprised as everyone else about having a fifth house all of a sudden. In fact, I am not even informed where this house is located. Sopho," he addressed the Hat, "do you have a clue?"
The Hat fluffed his oversized brim in apparent annoyance. "Of course I am aware of the location of the fifth house," he replied, haughtily. "However, I'm not a house-elf but merely a Sorting Hat. Mr. Potter is the heir of the four original founders of Hogwarts, and as such, he's able to communicate with the castle simply by touching her wall. He'll be able to lead his housemates to Wallace house."
Harry could not help blushing at the unwanted attention, when he felt all eyes from the five house-tables as well as from the high table, where the teachers were sitting, on himself. At the same time, a flood of emotions penetrated his mind that caused his head to hurt. While he was unable to make out single emotions, he saw that Sirius and Remus were casting him proud looks.
"Well, that's for later on then," Dumbledore said, pleasantly. "Let's enjoy our dinner first."
With that, the meal popped up on the tables, and the nine first-years at the Wallace table introduced themselves to each other.
'Thank Merlin, everyone seems really nice,' Harry thought, when the feast ended and Dumbledore sent everyone to bed.
"Mr. Potter," one of the female professors suddenly addressed him, approaching their table, "will you please find out for us where our new house is? I am Professor Rosie Dumbledore by the way, and I'm your head of house."
"Hello Professor," the nine students echoed.
HP
Harry walked up to the next wall and laid his hand against the wall like the Sorting Hat had suggested earlier.
"Hogwarts, can you hear me?" Harry asked in a small voice.
"Of course I can hear you dear," he heard the voice of an old lady. "Welcome to Hogwarts," the voice added, "and to Wallace house."
"Excuse me, Madame, but can you please tell us where Wallace house is?" Harry enquired.
The voice of the castle chuckled. "Ah my dear, that's very easy," she then explained. "If you walk by the hospital wing, you'll first see the entrance to the founders' quarters. No one but you and perhaps your betrothed will be able to see the entrance though, which is guarded by a life size portrait of my first four founders. If you continue walking through that corridor, you'll get to the fifth house. The entrance is guarded by a chameguise, which is a rare magical animal and looks like a muggle chameleon. Her name is Nena. Please agree on a password with her, and don't forget to visit the founders' quarters, together with your wife if you wish."
"All right Hogwarts, thank you very much," Harry replied, gratefully.
"What did she say?" Hermione blurted out, impatiently, giving Harry a curious look.
"Could you not hear her?" Harry asked in confusion.
"No," the others chorused.
'I could hear her,' Luna informed him, telepathically.
"Professor," he turned to their head of house, "will you please tell us where the hospital wing is? The entrance to the Wallace house is in the corridor situated behind the hospital wing."
Ten minutes and several cleaning spells in the recently unused corridor later, the nine first-years and their head of house reached the entrance to the Wallace common room, and Harry introduced the others to Nena, the chameguise.
'Which reminds me that Luna and I should still try to become Animagi and change into a chameguise,' he thought, almost having forgotten about the matter since they had come to Hogwarts a month ago.
Itsy and Bitsy, who had so far stayed invisible and had quietly followed Luna and Harry, suddenly turned visible and communicated with the chameguise in the portrait, who seemed thrilled at the idea of having students live in the house that she guarded again.
=She's very nice, and we've already become friends with her,= Itsy informed Harry, seemingly happy.
HP
After agreeing on a password with Nena, the new Wallace students stepped through the portrait hole.
"Thank Merlin, at least the common room has already been cleared from dust," Rosie Dumbledore spoke up, smirking.
The common room did not look much different from the Gryffindor and Slytherin common rooms, which Harry and Luna had visited together with Gwendolyn during the holidays. Merely the colours were different. This common room was kept in black and white and was decorated with a large portrait of a young wizard. Strangely, the frame seemed to be large enough to hold the portraits of at least two more people.
"Good evening," Rosie Dumbledore addressed the wizard, who greeted the teacher and students and introduced himself as William Wallace, the founder of Wallace house.
"Is that all?" he finally asked in apparent disbelief. "Nine students in my house? Now that it has finally been re-opened, I demand that students from all years will be sorted here. Otherwise, I'm going to kill Sopho. Please tell him that, Professor."
'He's a bit scary,' Luna thought to Harry, who nodded, unobtrusively.