YAY! This one is longer then the last and guess what! Someone gets into an actual fight, like a wand is pulled out and everything! Thanks again for everyone who commented on the last chapter, and It is official that the next chapter is Draco/Olivia one on one time! So I hope you like it, I had fun writing the little fight scene, and tell me what you think by sending me a review.

I looked at Dumbledore, more confused then I had ever been in my life.

"Olivia your father was a wizard, and a phenomenal one at that I must say." I felt as if someone had squeezed all the air out of my lungs and all of my insides were caving in on themselves.

"What? No that's not possible." I quickly denied it. But then Dumbledore took a picture from the shelf and handed it to me.

The picture was of my father. He was much younger and was wearing a Gryffindor quittage uniform. He was standing with the rest of his quittage team, smiling proudly, broom in hand. I noticed an old man with his arm placed around my fathers shoulder in a fatherly manner. The old man was Dumbledore.

"He was a Gryffindor." I whispered to myself and smiled at the small connection I had to my father.

"Now I understand that this information is new and might be frightening, but stay calm and I will tell you everything you need to know." all I was able to do was nod as my eyes continued to be glued to my fathers young happy face. He looks my age, perhaps a year older I thought to myself as happy tears trailed down my cheek . "He was an extraordinarily gifted wizard, and around the time of the first wizarding war he was sought after by Lord Voldemort himself. He would stop at nothing to try and get your father to become a death eater, he even killed his mother, your grandmother to try and show him what he was capable of doing if your father did not fight for his fellow purebloods. But no matter how hard he was threatened Oliver still did everything he could to help with the order, but we all knew that as long as Voldemort wanted him, he would never be safe. Which is why I gave him a soter, so that he could escape until the war was over, he being the stubborn man he was fought me every step of the way, and tried to insist that he needed to stay and fight." He chuckled at the memory "But I wouldn't let him, he was meant for better things then dying alone in a seemingly endless war." He seemed to have drifted off for a few moments, lost in thought I guessed, but eventually he came back. "But the funny thing was even though he fought me on taking the soter and going into hiding, he never did leave the safe zone, even after the war had ended. And do you know why?"

"He met my mom." I smiled softly.

"Exactly, and then he had you. That was all the reason he needed to stay amongst the muggles, although I wish the bastard would have sent me an owl at the least, saved me some worry." I giggled at his jest.

"So his death… It wasn't an accident?" The realization started to dawn on me, and anger began to boil throughout my veins.

"No it wasn't. The green light you saw was a death eater performing the killing cures."

More tears began to fall but this time they were tears of anger.

"My father was murdered… By death eaters…" I growled as water sprung from my eyes. "What exactly happened that night?"

He took a small breath before beginning yet another story.

"The war had ended, and all the death eaters were in complete disarray. They were being arrested and taken to Azkaban as fast as possible, but a small group of them refused to go without a fight. To them the war wasn't over, and it would never be over until their side prevailed. Seeking their revenge, they managed to corner a few members of the order, they tortured them, and found out where Oliver was hiding, they managed to steal a soter, and enter the safe zone." I could see it all in front of me, dark masked figured murdering innocent people as they made their way to my father. "The fact that their were so many muggles around was just a plus for them, and they went on a killing spree that ended with your father losing his life." He finished the terrifying tale, then slowly made his way to his chair, as if the weight of the memory was too heavy for him to stand.

"Did my mother know, about him being a… wizard." For some reason in that moment the word wizard was hard for me to spit out.

"Yes she was fully aware of your fathers magical powers, and the fact that he was a pure blood and married her anyway only made her fall deeper in love with him."

"My father was a pure blood? So what does that make me?" I asked quickly my voice going up slightly higher.

"Since your mother is a full muggle and your father was a full blooded wizard that would mean you're a half blood, so I think it would be best if we started training you, and working on your magical abilities."

"I'm sorry did you say that you're going to train me? As in teach me how to use magic? I can do that?" I was shocked and excited (Apparently Draco isn't the only wizard that can make me go from flat out angry to gitty and excited in mere seconds.)

"Why yes you can Olivia, and if you're posses half the magical talent that your father did then you should be able to sail right through the training." he said, boosting my confidence up a bit. "But you are six years behind your fellow classmates so we'd better get started as soon as possible." Then brought right back down with the six years behind comment. "I suggest practicing a few simple spells every now and then with the wand I gave you, see if it's the right fit, I think it will be seeing as it belonged to your grandmother."

I widely smiled thinking about the small piece of history that rested inside my robe pocket.

"I'll try my best." I promised.

"Well seeing as you have to meet young Mr. Malfoy in about an hour, lets say we wrap this up so that you can change out of your robes and into something more appropriate."

"But how did you- Is nothing a secret to you?" I laughed

"Dear do you know who you're talking too?" he said with a bit of sarcasm. "Now before you go tell me, how are things going with Malfoy, I heard you two got in a bit of a tiff." he raised his eyebrows in disapproval but his voice stayed playful.

"We did, and I think it was more than a tiff, but as you know were meeting tonight so that's a good thing." I tried to reassure him that I was still committed to doing what he had asked of me.

"Wonderful." He clapped his hands together overjoyed by what I thought was a pretty plain statement. "Well then I guess you'd better be off now." He smiled and I quickly got out of the chair before it vanished.

"Alright, but this isn't over, I still have more questions and you can count on me thinking up dozens more." I walked to the door and pushed it open.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from the daughter of Oliver Stone." he smiled widely at the memory of an old friend and the thought of the similarities between him and his child. "Oh but one more thing Miss. Stone…" He stopped me before the door was able to close. I turned around and stuck my head back into his office. "Watch out for Harry, that invisibility cloak he's got can sometimes lead him into trouble, but know he usually has the best intentions." his smile grew softer and I knew he was speaking the truth, Harry sometimes had the worst ideas but they were always back by the best of intentions.

"I'll keep that in mind, see you soon headmaster."

As I made my way up to the tower I started to feel the weight of the new information that had been piled onto me. Everything I had been told was a lie, I had missed out on what I was meant to be, the life I was suppose to live, and the people who I was supposed to spend it with. But most of all I missed out on a very large part of myself and I couldn't believe that my mother would just sit there and lie to me day after day. It nearly tore my heart out.

I had finally reached the fat lady and once I was inside I marched straight up to my room, not talking or even looking at anyone on the way up. I threw off my uniform and tried to figure out what I was going to where.

While trying to pick out an outfit I figured something out. My capacity for stress and anger was unbelievable. I mean here I was stressing about my father being murdered, my mother lying to me, the fact that I'm a witch, and that I could find an outfit that Draco would like on me.

"What's wrong?" I heard Hermione ask from the top of the stairway. I turned to see her and Ginny giving me a sympathetic look (well Hermione was more sympathetic then Ginny but I just figured she was still miffed about what happened at breakfast with Harry)

"Oh can't find anything to wear, and I'm supposed to meet Malfoy in 30 minutes." I lamented but I could tell that Hermione knew there was something bigger churning me up inside.

"Have you a date with the git or something?" I saw the familiar patch of black pulled back hair as Parvati Patil entered the room.

"No I don't." I didn't feel like talking to her again, since our first meeting hadn't been so pleasant and I didn't like the tone she was talking to me in.

"That's what it seems like, so are you his girlfriend or something." She continued to bother me.

"No, I barely know the guy." I said without even looking at her, I just continues on with what I was doing.

"Are you his shag mate then." (she just had to push my buttons) Hermione gasped at Parvati's rude words.

"No! I just said I barely know the guy. What kind of girl do you take me for?" I shouted turning to face her.

"The kind that shags Slytherins in broom closets, my sisters a Ravenclaw and she heard Looney Lovegood talking to herself about you and Malfoy falling out of a broom closet together." She stood straight to show me that she wasn't just messing with me and she really disliked me.

"That is not true! I would never do such a thing. You don't even know me!" I yelled at her, and noticed that her poster shrunk a bit when I stepped closer. "Your sister was obviously mistaken, and her name is Luna not Looney, alright Patil, and I only talked to her for about 30 seconds but I already have more respect for her then i have for your sorry ass." She really picked the wrong day to mess with me.

"Whatever, just stop being such a slag, us Gryffindor girls have a reputation to uphold." she spat.

"Shut it Parvati!" Ginny spoke up.

"Just because Olivia talks to a member of the opposite sex it doesn't mean she's a slag." Hermione spoke up as well.

"Like I care what you have to say Granger, same go's for you Weasly. Hogwarts would be better off if she just went back to her filthy country." She pointed her finger right at my nose.

"Get. Your hand. Out. Of my face." I lowly snarled.

"No I don't think I will. What is it you say in America, oh yeah, It's a free country I can do what I want." She poked me right in the nose for emphasis. I had finally had enough. I ripped my wand from the pajama shorts that I was wearing and stuck it night at her nose.

"You know we have another saying over in my filthy country. Your right to swing your fists ends at my nose." I could see the fear creep into her eyes and fill them up like water in a bowl. Which gave me an idea. Dumbledore wanted me to practice simple spells, then I would practice simple spells. I just mentally crossed my fingers and hoped that it would work.

"Aguamenti!" I shouted a bit, then water barreled from my wand and right into the bitchy girls face.

"Ahhhhh!" She screamed as water splashed all over her. The gush had finally ended and there stood a soggy Parvati, with a large frown on her face, I could hear Ginny and Hermione snickering from their spots in the room. "I can't believe you just did that you horrible wretched girl!" she yelled while whipping the water from her face.

"And I can't believe they let such a bitch like you be a Gryffindor, Now beat it!" I yelled the last part and she left in a huff. How I was able to come up with a comeback so quickly I'll never know because I should have been speechless. I mean I just did my first spell ,and it actually WORKED!

"Olivia, that might be the greatest thing I've ever seen." Ginny complemented me while skipping over to my spot in front of a mirror.

"Why thank you, thank you all." I bowed momentarily forgetting about all the shit that I had gone through that night. "And what about you two, standing up for me, it was brilliant!" Hermione blushed as I complemented her and Ginny went in for a high five which I gladly reciprocated. "Now help me with finding something to wear." I suddenly remembered that I needed to be somewhere.

"Right, let's get to it." Ginny smiled, I was glad that she had forgotten about the Harry thing long enough to help me out. I really did have loads of fun with these two girls and they will always be two of my closest friends.

Ginny let me borrow pair of shoes and Hermione loaned me a charm bracelet of hers to complete my outfit olivia/set?id=30002119 and all and all I think I looked pretty good, and for some reason I hoped that Draco would think the same.

"Alright, so I'll see you later tonight." I was saying my goodbyes to Hermione. Ginny was distracting Harry and Ron so that they wouldn't see me leave. I didn't want them to know where I was going and who I'd be with (especially since Dumbledore gave me that little warning about Harry and hid cloak)

"Yes, and I will be wanting some information. I hope you're taking this all very seriously, I mean Dumbledore asked you himself so that's got to mean that something is definitely up with Draco, and I would think it best to keep me Harry and Ron updated on everything that's going on." Hermione got all super serious on me.

"Can't you just say goodbye like a normal friend?" I pleaded with a joking smile on my lips.

She chuckled slightly "Fine. Goodbye Olivia, see you later." she fake enthusiasm then I made my way out of the hole and into the hallway ready to face Draco once more.

PLEASE REVIEW! Oh and btw I went and saw Planet Of The Apes today (well technically yesterday since it's 2 am) and it was great. Great action, the effects were amazing (I may have cried a few times) and may I say that Tom Felton plays a great antagonist! (That's fancy talk for a major cuntbag) haha so as I said before PLEASE REVIEW!