(Ginny's pov)
I stared down at the cauldron I was secretly brewing in as I sat in the unused girls bathroom.
I had no idea what the potion I was brewing was for, but I knew it was going well, at least according to Tom.
I looked at all the ingredients that were needed, most of which I didn't know how I got.
It had been a while since the blank spells began. I would have moments where I would be in one room, doing something. Then the next thing I know I am waking up in another part of the school with no idea how I got there.
Like last week, when I was with Ron, leaving the Headmasters office after giving him an update on my plans for getting Harry back to the Light. That was right after my last class.
The next thing I know is waking up outside near the greenhouses in the dark. I ended up spending detention with Filch because I was out after curfew. It was 2AM when I woke up from the blank spell.
I have no clue what is wrong with me or how to stop them. The only thing I know is that every time I wake up I seem to have one of the ingredients that I need for the potion that is supposed to get rid of the slut that is trying to steal my Harry from me.
(Harry's pov)
I stood in my Slytherin dorm room, packing up all of my belongings. My invisibility cloak, prank items, and Marauders map were put in my Potter trunk. My school stuff was placed in my school trunk.
Christmas was right around the corner, and I was going to spend it with the Malfoys again. I was looking forward to the holiday.
Though I had been surprised that nothing was really going on lately. There haven't been anything with the Weasleys since my talk with the eldest Greengrass. It seemed that they were planning to go home this year. I hoped that they would not return after the First.
Dumbledore also hasn't called me to his office like he did last year.
I have been keeping an eye on him, and his weakening appearance has finally gotten noticed by many professors as well as a couple of older students. I had even heard Professor McGonagall telling the old headmaster that he should let Madame Pomfrey check him out this morning, after breakfast. In fact she had practically dragged him out.
It seems that he still hadn't noticed his waning magical core, but he will soon.
Severus came down just before I went to my dorm to pack. He brought me to his office where he quickly told me that he was going to be present for the whole check up and he would keep me updated.
(Dumbledore's pov)
I was surprised when Minerva had pushed me out of the Great Hall immediately after breakfast, only to lead me to the hospital wing, where Poppy and oddly, Severus was waiting.
I understand that I have been feeling rather tired and stressed, but that was only because I was planning for the future of the wizarding world. But that is no reason to visit Poppy.
I knew not to argue with the Scottish woman, for she is one stubborn witch. So I resigned myself to the pointless check up, conferring with the Potions Master, who was there in case I needed any special potions.
Then the mediwitch decided that she needed to check on my magical core. The test consists of a drinking a potion and, after waiting five minutes for the potion to take effect, the patient simply holds a special wand, called a MAT (magical aptitude test) wand to a piece of parchment.
The test is usually used on young pureblood children after their first bout of accidental magic, it's used to for the parents to see how powerful the child is now, and what it's potential power level is.
I took the test, and waited smugly to see the test result show that my power level is 97.
Magical core test results
Patient: Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore
Blood Status: Half-blood
Age: 110
Scoring:
0-15- muggle
16-30-squib
31-49-low/near squib
50-70-average
71-90-sorcerer
91-100 mage
Score: 52
I was shocked at the number. There was no way my score dropped by 45 points! That's unheard of!
Even with old age the number wouldn't drop more than one or two points. Unless...
I knew Poppy would want to keep me here to find out what illness I had that could drain my power.
My plans will have to wait.