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A/N: Sorry guys! I haven't abandoned the story! I've just been so busy with trying to get everything done to transfer schools and writing my own book that I haven't found time to type all of what I've written. But alas! I am back and I will be here for awhile!!! Hope you guys and gals like it!
As soon as the six students finished their breakfast they headed up to the Headmaster's office.
"What do you think he wants to talk to us about?" asked Lily.
"I don't know Lilyflower but we'll find out soon," James answered.
"Stop calling me that ridiculous name," the witch snapped.
They walked up the many flights of stairs in silence all wondering what was going to happen in the Headmaster's office.
"Umm ladies, what was the password to the Headmaster's office?" asked Remus.
"Cinnamon Bears," Hermione told the gargoyles. They sprang to life and moved out of the way, letting the group of teens go upstairs to the office.
"Come in!" Dumbledore called through the door.
"How does he do that?" Sirius muttered as they all walked into the room.
"Please sit down," he said, motioning to the chairs that surrounded his desk. "Good morning my dears, I'm sure you are all wondering why you're here without any class schedules. What I'm about to tell you has been kept secret to everyone except the Headmasters and mistresses of Hogwarts."
He paused to take a sip of his tea as he quickly scanned the students' minds with his leglimens skills. However, what he found there shocked him. Instead of being able to easily penetrate all of their minds he was blocked by smooth obsidian shields surrounding their minds. This would make telling them easier since he wouldn't have to risk anyone finding the secret out.
"A thousand years ago a prophecy was made by Rowena Ravenclaw stating that there is to be a war, the greatest war that the wizarding world will ever face. It goes like this:
A time will come where the world will despair. Great darkness spreads through the world and no one knows who to trust. Friends mistrust friends, brothers and sisters turn their back on each other and families will be torn apart.
A time will come where six friends come together known as 'The Guardians'. They are lovers, brothers, and sisters. Together they will help guide and train the Chosen One to defeat the greatest evil ever known.
If they win, peace will spread across the world for a thousand years. If they lose, the world will be plunged into eternal darkness.
Guide and train the Guardians, Wise One, for without them all hope will be lost."
The six students stared at the headmaster in shock. This could not be happening!
"Grandpapa, you think this deals with us, don't you?" asked Hermione, already knowing the answer.
"That I do, my dear, that I do."
"Sir," James started, speaking as the group leader, "how did you come to the conclusion of us being these so called 'Guardians'?"
Albus smiled slightly. "Well, actually, Ginevra helped me put the pieces together."
Ginny looked at the headmaster like he had two heads. "How did I help you figure this out?" she asked.
"Well, when you were on the train and the death eaters attacked you used a spell. However, I noticed that there were some electrical charges in that spell. That was my first clue. Since I couldn't tell who had cast the spell in question just by searching the magical energy, I had to ask some witnesses of the event. After asking witnesses what they saw, I got the distinct feeling that the one who casted the spell was none other than my dear granddaughter, Ginevra. Knowing that only a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor could harness that power, I looked through all of the diaries of the founders that were in the Headmaster's library. There I found some interesting facts about the descendants. Apparently each Heir would have a distinct ability that no one else would be able to possess—unless under certain circumstances. As it turns out, the Heir of Ravenclaw would be blessed with the ability to Heal, the Heir of Hufflepuff would be an Animal Magi, and the Heir of Slytherin would be able to possess Ethereal magic. Now, from this I managed to figure out who the Heirs are," Dumbledore said with that blasted twinkle in his eyes.
"Bien, je peux déjà vous dire qui est l'Héritier de Gryffindor," Hermione teased. (Well, I can already tell you who the Heir of Gryffindor is.)
Ginny shot a glare at the older witch before turning back to the professor.
"So who are they?" Sirius asked a bit impatiently.
Ginny smacked him lightly upside the head while the others laughed.
"Ow, luv. That hurt," he whined as he rubbed the back of his head. The other occupants chuckled before turning back to the headmaster.
"So Sir, to be more polite than my dear comrade, who are these Heirs, and what does that have to do with us?" James asked.
Dumbledore smiled at the young witches and wizards. "Why, four of you, of course. As you have figured out, Ginevra is the Heir of Gryffindor, and as such, I believe that this belongs rightfully to her," he said as he handed her the sword of Gryffindor. Ginny grinned as she took the sword and felt he warmth of magic emanating from it.
"Thank you, Sir."
"As for the other Heirs, that was a bit more difficult to figure out, but after reading Rowena's notes I have finally figured the puzzle out. The Heir of Ravenclaw is none other than our dear Hermione Dubois. Therefore, I believe that this belongs to her," he told them as he handed Hermione a beautifully crafted long bow and arrows.
"This is beautiful," she whispered in awe, examining the bow.
"But Sir, how can Ginny be the direct descendant of Gryffindor and 'Mi be the direct descendant of Ravenclaw?" Remus asked.
"That is their story to explain when the time is right," he said.
The Marauders and Lily looked at the two witches expectantly. The two teens sighed and shook their heads.
"We can't tell you that now," Hermione started.
"But when the time is right we'll tell you everything," finished Ginny.
The others just nodded in assent and turned back to the professor for him to continue his discussion.
"Now, on to the next heirs. This is where I found the most difficulty in trying to figure out which was which, but after much work I have finally figured it out. The Heir of Hufflepuff is none other than one Mr. James Potter. Thus, I am no longer obliged to hold onto these." He handed James two delicately crafted short swords.
"Whoa," was his only reply.
"And finally, the Heir of Slytherin. As much as he might not like knowing this, it appears that the Heir is none other than Sirius Black." He handed the man a broadsword.
"But how the hell did I manage to become the Heir of Slytherin?" Sirius exclaimed.
"Sir, I thought Voldemort was the Heir of Slytherin," Lily said.
"Ah, yes. While Tom is a descendant of Slytherin, he does not come from the direct line. The Blacks, it appears, are the direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin's first born, Alexander Slytherin," Dumbledore explained.
The others seemed to nod in understanding.
"Now, would you like me to finish the rest of the reasons for why I asked you here, or would you like to digest all of this information and come back sometime later in the week?"
They seemed to discuss the options before lily turned to face the headmaster. "Sir, if it's not too much, we would like to hear all of the explanations now," she told him.
"While we understand that this is a lot of news to take in, we feel that there is something more important that you wish to tell us," James continued.
"And since we're already here, we would like to finish the discussion all at once," Remus added.
"Besides, what's better than having a reason to miss class?" Sirius joked. This earned him two slaps over the back of his head and a punch in the chest. "Ow! Stop beating me woman!" he snapped as he glared at Ginny and rubbed his chest.
Dumbledore cleared his throat and smiled as the others jumped. "Well, since you would like to hear this all at once, I think you might want to get more comfortable." With a wave of his hand, the chairs became more comfortable.
"Thank you, sir," Lily and Remus said as they all took their seats.
"Now, let's continue on with this discussion," he said. "Since you know about the prophecy and who the Heirs are, this makes things a bit easier, but I must admit that it will probably be a lot to take in for some of you." With this comment he looked at James and Lily which caused them to squirm a bit.
"After doing some research, I discovered each of the Guardians special traits and abilities. The most obvious traits are the auras that surround you. These auras happen to be your magical core. It seems that you have all finally reached your maturation which will make controlling your abilities and magic a lot easier. Also, I believe that it will allow you to be able to do more powerful spells than most would be able to handle, quite possibly even doing them wandlessly and nonverbally. However, that part is just some speculations since no one has been able to do a combination of the two since the Founders."
"Cela explique pourquoi vous avez cassé le verre à la maison" Ginny whispered in Mione's ear. (That explains why you broke the glass at the house)
The witch glared at the red head which only earned her a tongue being stuck out at her.
"As the professor was saying," Remus said, interrupting the two from any other childish banter they would have done.
"Thank you, Mr. Lupin," Albus said. "Not only are these auras helpful, but they also make you six stick out. We will have to teach you how to cover these auras, but there will be some physical traits of the aura. How they take form will be unique to each one of you.
"Then there's the issue of the rest of you. As you have discovered, the four Heirs have special abilities, each one listed in what little work we have on the Guardians. Now, for the last two, it seems that the soul mate of Hufflepuff's Heir would also be gifted with being an Animal Magi. Therefore, it cancels Mr. Lupin out."
Lily stared at the headmaster in disbelief. "You mean to tell me that I am his soul mate?" she asked, pointing to James.
"But of course, my dear."
"Told you so," James said.
"Potters always fall for red heads," Sirius added.
"Stop teasing her, guys," Remus said, seeing the shocked look on the witch's face.
Ginny and Hermione smiled at the situation. Leave it to Harry's parents finding out they're soul mates by a prophecy.
"Nous devons dire Hary à ce sujet quand nous revenons," Hermione whispered. Ginny simply nodded with a small smile.
"And as for me, Sir?" asked Remus, slightly nervous as to what he would be able to do.
"You, Remus, happen to be a Spellcrafter."
"A what?"
"A Spellcrafter, one who is intimately aware of how to create spells. Though practically any witch or wizard can create spells, a Spellcrafter does it naturally. It's in their nature to do so, therefore the spells that they create are more powerful and, for lack of a better word, superior," Hermione explained.
"Insert 'Mione's lecture mode," snickered Sirius. This only served to earn him more slaps. "Damn! I'm not sitting anywhere near you three ever again."
xXx
(Back in the future)
"Sirius, can-can you and Remus tell me more? About my parents, I mean," asked Harry.
The two men smiled knowingly and motioned for the teen to sit down.
"I knew you would be coming to see me soon enough about this," Sirius stated.
"So it's true then?" he asked. "Ginny and 'Mione are hanging out with my parents and you for their seventh year at school?"
"Yes it's true. It was quite something to tell you the truth. They brought so much life and comfort to the school during their stay there. People were comforted by their presence there," Sirius explained.
"It was like they were the bearers of the light that we all so desperately needed," added Remus, "and if it weren't for them then none of us would probably be here today."
"What do you mean?" asked Ron who had snuck in the room without being noticed.
"Well it's kind of hard to explain," Remus said. At the looks of the two wizards faces, Sirius clarified what the werewolf had meant.
"We will explain it, but first, why not a story about one of our very first potions classes with them and Snape in the same building?"
XxX
The first few weeks of school flew by for the Gryffindor Six as they found themselves busy with the intense schedules they had to keep.
After breakfast the six of them headed down to the dungeons for their potions class.
"I hope you get stuck with Snivelly," Ginny teased Sirius.
Sirius wrapped an arm around her shoulder and grinned. "You wouldn't want that for me, luv. You want me all to yourself."
Ginny rolled her arms and shrugged his arm off of her shoulder as she continued down the hallway,
"Now who does this remind me of?" Remus pondered out loud.
"I don't know, it's kind of like a demurred version of James and Lily from what I hear," joked Hermione. The couple turned to the bushy haired witch and glared. "Hey!" she said, putting her hands up in defense. "Don't blame me! That's just what you guys told me."
They finally entered the class and sat in groups. Sirius managed to sit next to Ginny before Hermione even had a chance.
"Siri," Ginny whined. "I wanna sit by 'Mi." she gave him a pout, and Sirius sighed before getting up to sit next to Remus.
"You've got it bad mate," Remus pointed out.
"Oh and like you don't?" retorted Sirius. "I've seen you looking at 'Mi in more than a friendly way. Hell, you're the one who began calling her 'Mi to begin with, and I know you Moony. You would not call her that unless it was a term of endearment to you."
The wolf sighed and rubbed his face. "You're right Padfoot, but there's nothing I can do about it. Not with my illness."
"Mate just tell her. Tell both of them. We have to be able to trust each other which means they need to know you furry once a month. It's not a big deal; they'll understand what you're going through and won't judge you for it."
Remus simply looked at him as if he grew two heads. "Who are you and what have you done with Sirius?"
The teen frowned, and Remus sighed and looked down at his homework.
"Alright, I'll tell the three of them later."
With a nod from Sirius, they both turned to take the notes from the board.
XxX
Half way through the class they had to pair up with someone of another house and Ginny ended up being stuck with Severus.
"Do not touch anything," he snapped at her.
Ginny glared at the younger version of her potions professor. "I do know how to make a simple polyjuice potion," she growled.
"Simple? This is not a 'simple' potion, as you so eloquently put it," he sneered.
Ginny ignored him as she started crushing the ingredients with the flat side of her blade.
"As I said, this is not a simple potion, and the root is supposed to be cut into thin slices in order to het the juice."
The witch just rolled her eyes. "You get more juice from crushing it than you do cutting it, and you have fewer impurities causing the potion to take effect sooner and last longer."
Lily laughed at the on Snape's face. "She's right you know? And after every three clockwise stirs, do two counterclockwise stirs. It makes it easier and speeds up the process."
Snape glared at Lily. "Like you would know anything about the precise art of Potions, you stupid Mudblood."
In a blink of an eye, six wands were pointed in his face.
"Take that back, Snivellus," growled James.
Professor Slughorn bustled over to the group and demanded to know what was going on.
"It seems that Snape has seemed to lose his mind," Hermione said in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"Ho dare you!" hissed Snape.
Professor Slughorn looked at Hermione thoughtfully. "What do you mean, Miss Dubois?"
Ginny decided to explain. "Well you can't have a mind if you are willing to serve your 'lord'," she spat, "now could you?
All the color in Snape's face drained at that one statement. Then he got is composure back and glared at the read head. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Ginny laughed and shook her head. "Oh I think you do," she argued. "I know what you are and who you serve. But you don't know a damned thing about the 'man' you follow so blindly. Did Tom not tell you he was a half-blood?" she whispered in his ear coldly.
Slughorn seemed to know where this was going and cleared his throat noisily.
"Yes, well, back to work everyone, and Severus, fifty points from Slytherin and detention with Filch."
The whole class went back to their potions without any major scenes.
XxX
"She actually said that to him?!" harry exclaimed at the same time Ron said, "He was a prat even back then!"
The two older men just laughed.
"Yes, Severus was a prat back then too," Remus said.
"And yes, Gin did say that to him," Sirius added.
"Man, it sounds like it would have been fun to be there," Harry commented wistfully.
"Oh it was."
The two older wizards were staring off into space when Ron brought their attentions back to the real world.
"So what was that comment about the girls being the bearers of light that you needed?"
Sighing softly, Sirius and Remus launched into the tale of their first Hogsmeade visit.
XxX
"Hey listen guys," James started. "Lily and I were gonna go out on our own. We'll meet up with you at lunch in the Three Broomsticks, okay?"
The other four nodded as they watched the couple stroll down the street hand in hand.
"What do you say we go to Zonko's?" Sirius asked.
The others consented to this decision and headed in the direction of the joke shop.
"Come on, lover boy," Remus teased as he watched the witches walk ahead of them.
XxX
Time flew by and the six friends met up at the Three Broomsticks. They got a table and sat down when all of a sudden Ginny tensed up.
"What's the matter, luv?"
"Get your wands out, and get ready for a fight," she ordered as she got up and started walking out of the bar.
"What is it Ginny?" asked Hermione.
"Tom. He's here."
Knowing that Ginny had never been wrong about Voldemort's actions, Hermione got in a battle stance.
"Sonorous," whispered Ginny, her wand at her throat. "Attention Hogsmeade! There's about to be an attack. Third through fifth years, go back to the castle. Sixth and seventh year, if you're willing to fight then get ready to," she ordered. "Quietus"
"Why should we listen to filth like you?" snarled a sixth year Slytherin.
BOOM!
"Now do you believe me?" she yelled. The boy nodded and everything became hectic.
Shooting off a patronus message to Dumbledore, she watched as the animal went up to the school. Once she was sure the message was received, she jumped into the battle.
"Expelliarmus!" she yelled, her wand pointing at a Death Eater who was torturing an elderly woman. She caught the wand deftly and snapped in before she started battling three Death Eaters.
(Up at the School)
Dumbledore looked up as a silver dog ran up to him.
"Granpapa, Hogsmeade is under attack. Tom's here," came the voice of Ginny Dubois.
Standing up, Dumbledore called the Great Hall to be silent.
"Hogsmeade Village is under attack. Pomona, Selene, watch the students here. The rest of you, come with me," he commanded.
The professors walked out the Entrance Hall as the third, fourth, and fifth years ran in.
"Get in the Great Hall," snapped Minerva.
The students nodded and rushed into the room.
Dumbledore pulled out a handkerchief and muttered 'Portus" as the professors gathered around. Within a matter of seconds they were all thrown in the middle of a battle.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Stupefy!"
"Crucio"
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Diffindo"
"Protego!"
Spells flew around everywhere and it seem that the Gryffindor Six were in the thick of things. Out of nowhere, a snake like figure walked down the street, causing all to freeze and stare in horror. All except Ginny.
"You fucking bastard!" she snarled, snapping her wand to point at the man's face.
"Put your wand down," Voldemort said coldly.
"NO!"
"Put your wand down little girl before you get hurt."
Ginny scoffed, her anger building. "Get hurt?" she snapped. "How can I get hurt when you took everything away from me?! my innocence, my friends, Harry's parents?! All of that is gone because of you. I hope you fucking die and burn in Hell," she said coldly.
Shock ran through every person in Hogsmeade as this teenaged girl stood against the Dark Lord.
"We have to help her," Sirius yelled as he tried to run out to the witch.
Hermione held out her arm, preventing the young man from going over to her sister.
"No."
Sirius whirled around and stared at her in disbelief.
"What do you mean no? She's your sister, and you're just going to watch her die at the madman's hands?" he asked incredulously.
Hermione simply stared at her sister as she dueled against Voldemort. "This is something she has to do. He's done terrible things to her, and she needs to know she's not weak."
"What do you mean? It's obvious that she's not weak!"
"She needs to prove it to herself. She needs to know she can lookout for herself. If you interfere now she may never get another chance. Trust me, Siri," she said softly. "If you truly love her you'll allow her to do this."
Sirius had a defeated look as he watched the girl who had meant so much in such a little time battle against the wizarding world's worst Dark Lord in history.
"Albus, we have to help her!" cried McGonagall.
"Alas, my dear. Hermione is right. We have to let her do this herself," he replied, sadness etched into his face.
"But she's just a girl. She'll get herself killed!" she shrieked/
"No she won't," whispered Lily.
The professors turned to look at the Head girl questioningly, but she ignored them as she turned to Remus.
"Remus, we have to perform the spell you've been working on."
"But Lily, it hasn't been tested you. It could kill her!" the teen protested.
"Moony, now's as good of a time to try it as ever," James told him.
"Please Moony, if this could save her we need to try it," Sirius pleaded.
"Remy," Hermione whispered softly as she placed her hand on his arm to get his attention. "If this can help her in anyway we need to do it. She's the only family I have left. I can' lose her."
Tears were threatening to fall from her golden eyes, and all Remus could do was nod his head in ascent.
"We need to form a pentacle," Remus explained. Lily nodded and drew a pentacle in the ground. "Okay, 'Mi, you need to stand at the top. Sirius, you stand across from her and to the right. Lily, you stand to the right of 'Mi; James, you stand to the left of 'Mi, and I'll stand to the left of Sirius."
The five students got into position and nodded.
"We need an athame!" Lily suddenly said. "You said this needs a drop of blood from each of us.
James transfigured a rock into a simple ceremonial athame and handed it to Hermione.
"Remember what I told you all the other day, but make sure you make it specific to Ginny," Remus told them.
With that, Hermione started the spell. Slicing her finger, she said her part.
"Blood of thy blood, freely given." With that, she let a drop of blood fall freely to the center of the pentacle.
"Blood of thy love, willingly given" Sirius added his blood next and passed the athame to James.
"Blood of thy protector, given of consent." Once James repeated the process he handed the athame to Lily.
"Blood of a sister, not of relation, so freely given."
"Blood of a friend, given by choice."
"with our blood we give our magick. Protect Ginevra in this, her fight, and allow her to use it to her will," they chanted together.
As soon as Remus' blood landed in the center with the others' blood a blinding flash of light spread across the village and covered the school.
"You don't know what you're doing little girl," Voldemort taunted.
Ginny growled as she threw another curse at the mad man. She felt the increase in her power and chanced a glance at her friends, noticing they had successfully completed the spell Remus had created. However, the moment she looked at them she noticed that it was the wrong thing o do. Voldemort looked at her friends and smirked.
"How…quaint…your friends are giving up their defense for you," he taunted. He raised his wand and pointed it at Hermione.
"Avada Kedavra."
"No!" Ginny screamed. She stretched her hand out in the direction of the spell and a bolt of lightning came from the sky and hit the unforgivable curse, ending its path to Hermione.
Voldemort looked in surprise at the sight before him before he sneered. "You're an elemental!"
Ginny smirked and said, "And you're a half-blood tyrant."
Voldemort glared at her one last time before he apparated away.
Once the Death Eaters realized their leader had left they tried to apparate. Some of them didn't have the chance to as they were knocked out and tied up.
Ginny tiredly walked over to the pentacle and grabbed the athame.
"Blood of the protected, freely given. Release the magick that protected thee and return. Release me of the protection." With a drop of her blood the spell ended and the others gained their magick back.
"Miss Dubois, what were you thinking going up against You-Know-Who?" McGonagall snapped. "That was the most foolish thing I have ever seen in all my years!"
Ginny glared at the older woman. "That foolish act also saved countless lives, and if it weren't for my quick thinking you wouldn't have been here in time to see my foolish actions," she told her coldly.
"That is enough, Minerva," Albus said gently. "Ginevra is not harmed, and I dare say, her actions here today has scared Tom and bought us more time to prepare for this war."
Minerva looked at Albus in shock. "What do you mean 'prepare for this war'? we've been preparing for it."
James decided to speak up for the group. "Professor, if it weren't for the sixth and seventh years, as wall as the shopkeepers, Hogsmeade would've been destroyed. As it was, even when the professors came to help out we were out-numbered three to one. I think what the Headmaster is trying to say is that we need to recruit more people to our side."
"And not just wizards and witches," Lily added.
"What do you mean by that?" asked the Muggle studies professor.
"This world is as much of our world as it is the goblins, house elves, fairies, and any other magickal creature," Sirius explained.
"They have as much right to defend it as we do," Remus added.
"And they should be given the choice to fight if they want," Hermione stated firmly.
Dumbledore smiled, his eyes twinkling madly, as he listened to his students. "They're right Minerva, but for now we should get my granddaughters and their friends to the Hospital Wing."
XxX
"You mean to tell me that Ginny went up against Voldemort?" Harry asked in shock.
"And that she's an elemental?!" Ron had said.
"Yes," the two wizards said in tandem.
"She's fine though, right?" It was obvious that Ron was concerned for his sister.