Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or any of the characters or scenes. I do, however, own Emmy she is my own creation.

Chapter Six

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"Well that went well," Drawled Snape "What do we do now?"

We will speak to her when she is capable of speaking back," answered Dumbledore "for now we will leave her a letter informing her that we will meet her at that hall she goes to."

"The hall?" remarked Snape incredulously

"Neutral territory Severus," said Albus gravely "today we have intruded and over-whelmed her we have to try a new approach."

An hour later Emmy woke, wondering how she ended up on the couch, when all of a sudden the events of this morning rushed back to her and she felt shock start to settle again. Stop it she scolded her self, they were obviously a bunch of crackpots. Spying a crisp, ivory envelope on the glass coffee table Emmy crossed the room and picked it up, opening it up she saw halfa page, written in careful calligraphy, it was an apology.

Dear Emmy

I apologise for my bombarding you with such shocking information in such short notice, please forgive my excitement.

I would also like to apologise on behalf of my colleague, he is a very impatient man at times and shouldn't have subjected you to that horror show.

We would like to meet with you at 1 O Clock at that delightful hall of yours to discuss further your placement at Hogwarts.

Yours Sincerely

Albus Dumbledore

Realising who the apology was from she ripped the parchment into tiny pieces and scattered them over the plush cream carpet, perhaps in the hope that along with the letter she could rid herself of the previous disturbing conversation.

One hour later

Emmy stood stock still in the middle of the living room; scattered pieces of the letter littered the otherwise spotless room as the unwanted memory of this morning's pseudo-earthquake invaded her mind. What was going on? The explosion was undoubtedly her fault; she could feel it in her gut, and then the two men who came to her house claiming she was a witch and then… why couldn't she remember what happened next, all she could remember was the house… melting? But….no…that's not possible.

The sound of a car pulling in to the driveway pulled her out of her reverie, scrambling around on the living room floor to grab every piece of that blasted letter, Emmy started to panic.

I've got to get out of here before mum sees me she knew what would happen if her mum came in and found her there, Emmy would end up punished and grounded for some trumped up charge and when dad got home things would get ten times worse.

Emmy just managed to dash out the back door as her mother was putting her key in the front door, it was one o'clock and Emmy knew that there was no point in returning until at least seven.

Thinking of the two men, Emmy found herself realizing that a lot of what they said fit her unusual life, she has known for a long time that the Kearnaghans were not her real family and also there are a lot of gaps in her background.

So it's decided then she thought at one o'clock I'll go and speak to them and if they are clearly insane I'll call the police. Simple happy with her decision Emmy set off towards the town hall.

On arrival Emmy noticed that all of the cleaning had been done, there was no structural damage and all the windows had been boarded up. She felt a little guilty for rushing off and leaving the work to everybody else, on entering the building Emmy noticed that everyone was there when all of a sudden she was accosted by three excitedly chattering girls.

"Oh my god Emmy, How are you?" asked a girl Emmy knew to be jasmine

"Um… I'm fine thanks." She muttered bewildered

The tall black haired Elle put her arm around Emmy's shoulder "We heard what happened with Damien," She said "and let me tell you, you're not a freak, you're just… quiet."

"Yeah." Smile Rosin "We like you!"

"Well thanks" Emmy replied, she noticed Damien was sitting on his own being ignored by everybody, and felt smug serves him right but at the dejected look on his face she felt a stab of pity and empathy, he likes being the centre of attention, what's so bad with that, I mean it's not like he has that luxury at home with his mum and step dads bitter divorce and their battle over little Suzie, he must feel so left out.

"Well thanks for your support but I need to talk… to …" she extricated herself from the girls and made her way over to Damien's table.

Damien stared stonily at the table as Emmy approached, noticing his mood Emmy marched up and said "Now Dami don't get upset with me, you know I had nothing to do with what's going on and you deserve it, you were very unfair."

Continuing to sulk Damien grumble" fine, I'm sorry for calling you a freak, Happy?"

"Very" Emmy chirped and started to flounce off "okay okay, I really am sorry I honestly didn't think anyone thought you were a freak, and you can be Oliver if you want." He conceded graciously "even if you're a girl" as an after thought.

"Thanks" Emmy beamed "and you're forgiven of course"

"Don't write her off immediately Severus" Warned Dumbledore as they both walked to the town hall, "she is her own person, and from what I've heard so far, she has her feet firmly planted on the ground and is a very mature young lady, despite her previous outburst which I hear was very out of character."

If Snape had less dignity he would have rolled his eyes at the headmasters plead, as it was he settled for a mild scowl "I will promise to avoid prejudice, but if she proves to be every bit the potter clone that I expect her to be, the I will not hold back"

"Well I suppose that will do," sighed Dumbledore "for now" he added cheekily.

And together they headed of to meet the young girl who was currently preparing her closest friend for the meeting.