Disclaimer: I forgot to put it in the beginning of the last chapter. I don't own Harry Potter.
AN: Hey guys, I'm back with another chapter. Please review and let me know what you think or what you would like to see or theories on what you think will happen.
Chapter 3
Mia was excited; she was walking down the street like a girl on a mission with Remus, Chloe, Addie, Aria, and Kingsley walking behind her. They had gotten her robes, cauldron, quills, and other essentials, now all that was left was for her to get an owl, a wand, and her books. They walked to Ollivander's but there was no one in sight.
"Hello?" Mia said after a moment. Then a man appeared from behind a stack of boxes that contained wands.
"Ah, Ms. Black. I was wondering when you would come into my shop."
"Umm, I think you have me confused with someone else."
"No, I don't think I do-"
"Mr. Ollivander, my daughter's last name is Dumbledore."
"Yes, it is but the truth always has a way of coming out of the woodwork. Now, you are here for your wand, correct?" Upon her nodding, Ollivander replied, "Good. Let's begin."
An hour later, Mia still had not found a wand that agreed with her. Ollivander looked at her carefully for a long moment and then to her sister and then back to her. He turned towards the back room and said, "Give me moment, I think I have the perfect wand for you."
Upon his return, he placed a wand into her hand and said, "Cherry, nine and three-quarter inches, good for transfiguration with this phoenix core." Mia waved it and a rainbow of sparks shot out and lit up the room. "I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"The history of this wand goes hand-in-hand with four others. The phoenix whose feather resides in your wand, gave three others. One is in your sister's wand. The others have yet to find its masters. Now it is rumored that these wands belong to four witches of great power. Witches from a long line of witches and wizards. Not to mention the two feathers I took from its mate."
"But there is only three of us." Mia said.
"So it would seem."
"You said my wand was connected to six wands. What about the other two wands?"
"Ahh, yes. Your phoenix was mated with a phoenix that gave two feathers. One I just sold yesterday. The other, I sold a long time ago. That wand was known for causing destruction and terror where ever it and the wizard who controlled it went. The most vicious wizard our kind has ever seen." When he saw the terror on the girls' faces he said, "Do not be troubled, I believe you three will do a great deal of things together."
After paying, they're mother quickly ushered them out of the shop and to the bookstore. Once there, they found their books quickly while their mother was in line to pay with Remus and Kingsley, the girls decided to look around. Mia wasn't looking where she was going and bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry." She said trying to help him pick up his books.
"That's alright." She looked up and saw a boy with red hair about her age scrambling to pick up his books.
"Are you a first year too?"
"Yeah. I'm Ron Weasley."
"I'm Mia Dumbledore."
"Dumbledore? After you related to-"
"Yeah, he's my great uncle."
"Wow, you're going to have it made at school. You can probably get away with anything."
"I don't think so. My mom made sure of that."
"Hey, Ron, mum is looking for you." Fred said with George coming up behind him.
"Oh does ickle Ronnie have a girlfriend?" George asked teasingly.
"Shut up. Mia, these are my brothers, Fred and George. They're going to be in third year."
"Hi. Wait a minute, Fred and George? My sister Addie talks about the two of you all the time."
"Addie is your sister?" Fred inquired.
"Is she here?" George asked desperately.
"Umm, yeah. Actually she's right over there." Mia replied pointing behind the boys. "Addie!"
Addie looked up and her eyes were immediately drawn to George. She smiled at them but it was somewhat forced. "Hey, guys. How has your summer been?"
"Not bad. Yours?"
"Can't complain. Is this your brother?"
"Yeah. This is Ron. Ron this is the lovely and beguiling Addie Dumbledore." Fred said.
"Beguiling? Well that's one I've never been called before."
"You are." George said quietly.
"So, are you heading back to the States after you finish your shopping?"
"We're actually staying in Diagon Alley for the rest of the summer."
"Why?" George asked.
"My mom and uncles want to move back to the UK. It makes more sense since my uncle and aunt can transfer here for work and they won't be so far away if something happens to us. So, while the three of them are packing up the house, Mia, Aria and I are going to be here."
"Well that's not right. You three should come stay with us." Fred said.
"What?!" the other four looked at him like he was crazy.
"Yeah. You three should come stay with us."
"Fred, that is very nice of you to offer, but this is for two weeks and I haven't even met your parents or the rest of your family. And it's so last minute that it would be an imposition."
"Don't worry. My mom has been going on and on about inviting you over. She'll love it. And if you don't believe me, why don't we go find her and ask her."
They walked over to the register and saw they're mothers, Kingsley, and Mr. Weasley talking pleasantly with one another. "Hi, mom." Addie said.
"Hi, sweetie, did you find all of your books?"
"Mhmm."
"Great. Mia, here are your books."
"Mom, where is uncle Remus?" Mia asked taking her books from her mother.
"Oh, he wasn't feeling too well so he went home. Mia, Addie, Aria I want you two to meet Arthur and Molly Weasley."
"Hi." The girls said shyly.
"They're beautiful, Chloe." Molly said. "My sons, Fred and George just go on and on about your daughter, Addie. Oh and these are children: Fred, George, Ron, Percy is over there looking at the books, and this one here is my youngest, Ginny."
"Wow. I remember you were pregnant with Fred and George but I didn't know you had any more children after that." Kingsley said.
"Yes. And we love each one."
"Mum, Addie and Mia and Ari need a place to stay for the rest of holiday." Fred said.
"Really?" Arthur and Molly looked to Chloe for an explanation.
"Well, we are moving from California and we are packing up the house and it would be easier if the girls stayed here in Diagon Alley while we packed up."
"Nonsense they can't stay here by themselves. They will come stay with us." Arthur said.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Fred, George, Ron, why don't you help them get their things together." Molly said.
"Thank you so much for this, Molly, Arthur. I can't thank you enough."
"It's no trouble."
"Hey, Ginny, why don't you come with us." Addie said as the six of them walked to the Leaky Cauldron.
After getting they're things together, they flooed over to the Burrow. They spent the week there catching up and telling Ginny, Ron, Aria and Mia about their misadventures at Hogwarts. George tried to get Addie alone so the two could talk, but she always found a way to change the subject or avoid him altogether.
On the last day at the burrow, they were packing to go to Hogwarts when George finally had a chance to talk to Addie. He knocked on his sister's door where Addie was staying and was packing up her trunk for the next day. "Hey, are you almost ready for tomorrow?" George asked.
"Just about. What about you and your better half?"
"Yeah. Just about. Listen, I just wanted to talk to you about what we talked at the end of term last year."
"George-"
"No, just listen. I really like you. I have liked you since the day I met you. I want to be with you, just please give me a chance."
"George, just listen to me for a second. I really like you too, but let's say that we did go out and then all we do is fight and then we can't stand each other afterwards. If I lost you as a friend I would be devastated. No matter what I feel, I would rather have a small part of you then no part at all."
"I can understand that."
"Thank you."
"But that doesn't mean that I'm giving up."
"Well you wouldn't be you if you did." She sighed before continuing, "Just please, give me some time to think about it."
"Alright."
Amelia was not someone that would easily get nervous or scared, but today she was a bundle of nerves. Despite her older sister's assurances, she was still terrified about the night's events. She was anxious to hear what the hat would say to her. Addie told her about what the hat told her during her sorting and she was curious to know what it would say to her. The only things that gave her comfort were the friends she met, Ron and Harry. They kept her strong. When it was her turn to be sorted. Harry squeezed her hand for support before she went to sit on the stool. As soon as the hat touched her head, it started to talk. "Ah, another faux Dumbledore. You and your older sister are similar in nature, both of your are stubborn and strong-willed but with some mischief in you but you have more of a healing nature. Your time will come young one. But now I know that you are anxious to know which house you belong to. Much like your older sister, you don't know much about yourself and your family. I told your sister, that half of your family was in Gryffindor while the other half was in Slytherin. You would do well there."
"No I want to be with my sister and where my mother and Uncle Remus were sorted. Please, put me in Gryffindor."
"Very well, young one. GRYFFINDOR!" the hat bellowed out.
She jumped up and sat next to her sister who gave her a quick hug.
That night, hundreds of miles away in Wilshire, England, Lucius Malfoy was seething. He tore the letter that his son sent him and burned it as well. He then poured himself a drink and stared into the flames of the fireplace. Soft clicks on the stones of the manor alerted the Lord of the manor that his wife was near but he didn't turn to look at her. She hugged him from behind, and he leaned back a little and placed one of his hands over hers. "What is it? You are tense, my love."
"Draco, sent me a letter."
"Already?" she said with a chuckle.
"I asked him to inform me about his sorting after it happened."
"Oh? Let me guess. Slytherin."
Lucius chuckled and went to pour his wife a drink as well. "Yes, was there ever any doubt?"
"No." She took a delicate sip before she saw that her husband had tensed again. "Is there more?"
"Yes. I knew that the Dark Lord's next descendent, Amelia, was in Draco' year so I told him to keep an eye on her as well as to try and befriend her if he could."
"And did he?" Narcissa asked looking away not liking the thought of her precious son being used as a pawn to further his father's advancement when and if the Dark Lord returned.
"From what he says, they did not get off to the best of starts and it would also appear that their mother's influence runs deep and much like her older sister, Amelia was sorted into Gryffindor. Now if there was any chance of Draco getting close to the girl, that is lost."
"Maybe it is for the best."
"How so?"
"Well, who is to say that he will even return? All of this worrying and planning could be for nothing at all."
"I assure you, my dear. He will return again. I will make sure of it. And should the first way fail. I have found another way." He walked over to his desk and pulled out an old, black leather book. "He will return, Narcissa, and we need to be on the right side when it does happen." The couple didn't say anything for the rest of the evening and just continued to drink.