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Chapter 18

The thick black hair faded to red, everything was fading to red as I burned with anger. This was the person. I just know it. A tingle went down my spine; she was the one that did it. That tried to kill Nessie.

I didn't realise that I had walked right up to her, as she stood staring at the great hall doors. She wore the school uniform and the length and the fit was almost identical to Mi's. I must have been very quiet because she only realised I was behind her when I was two steps away.

She turned quickly. She had the most startling blue eyes. It was different to Linus' or Nonno's or Nessies…it was hypnotically bright. It was inlaid in a pale face that had rosy red cheeks…like a porcelain doll…she looked at me stunned for a second at my sudden appearance, but it lasted not a moment sooner as she broke into a beatific smile.

She held her hand out and opened her mouth, "Hello, I am-"

I didn't hear what came out of her mouth next as at that very moment she flipped her hair over her shoulder, the movement catching my eye and all I could see was that dark hair. The dark hair of Nessie's attacker. And just like that, a quick pang of fire flitted through my body, and for a moment, just a moment; I had lost control of it. And just like that this dark haired stranger went whizzing through the air, banging the doors open, her mane of black flying around her.

A heartbeat later, and the realisation that I might have slightly over reacted had me bent over her still body. I didn't pay attention to the whispers and the hundred pairs of eyes on me. Her eyes suddenly opened and fell on me just as I was about to check for a head injury. She scrambled away like a frightened little mouse, her blue eyes wide with fear.

The whispers had become full blown noise now; I followed the bright magenta robe up to the familiar blue eyes. The midnight blue shined with curiosity but it lacked its usual sparkle. I placed my palm in the wizened hand, and with strength that surprised me, Nonno had me up on my feet in one swift movement.

"What is the meaning of this?" It was a toad! There was a toad! A toad! A speaking toad. My excitement dimmed at the stern voice,

"I am sure there is a logical explanation for this Dolores. You see this is-"

"Kyrianna Thornton, I am aware." She said all this with a smile that was as nice as that bleeding cardigan she was wearing. "But forgive me Minerva," She did not look remorseful in the least, "Headmaster's granddaughter or not, when someone bullies another student, it warrants an investigation."

"I was not bullying her!"

She turned her dull brown eyes on me and then looked to the sobbing mess that was my victim. "Miss Bellamy? Did you attack Miss Thornton?"

She shook her red face quickly. The toad spoke again, "What did you say to her?"

"Dolores, situations like these are best handled in private."That was Fil Zio. The excitement of seeing him faded quickly at the look of disappointment on his face.

"Filius is right. Miss Thornton, please proceed to my office and I-"

"No."

Minnie turned her stern gaze on the Toad. "Excuse me?"

The toad tittered. "Forgive me Minerva, but I do not think it is wise that Miss Thornton receive punishment from you. Given the nature of the circumstance and your attachment to the student-"

Minnie's stern face gave nothing away, "Miss Thornton is one of my students and any and all punishment that I shall execute is wholly independent of any sort of attachment that you deem to exist."

Before the toad opened her mouth, Nonno finally cut in, "That is the rules of Hogwarts Dolores. I am sure you understand?"

"Of course."The generic smile plastered on her face. She turned and made her way back to the table.

I didn't wait another second and turned on my heel, absolutely at a loss for the explanation I would give as to why I attacked the stranger with dark hair.

The door creaked open and I heard the swish of robes before I saw the black eyes and bun to match. I steadied the eye contact; a sensible person would have shrunk away from it. I wasn't a sensible person. I was evidently not in possession of the great sense of sensibility as many moments in my life have proved.

She set about making the drinks, she placed the hot chocolate in front of me, there were no marshmallows…it seemed my punishment has already begun. She sat down in her place and stared at me. I broke the silence with the question she didn't need to ask.

"I don't know why."

"You flung a girl, feet in the air and bursting through the doorway in an act that could have grieved her greatly if she was not as lucky, and you have no reason for it."

"Well, none that can justify in all honesty."

She placed her cup down and leaned forward, "Bane, do not speak of something if you cannot wield it. The truth."

I sighed and leaned back, "I lost control of my magic. For a moment."

"Was it your intent to cause that girl harm?"

"It was a bit of unintentional magic…it wasn't-"

"There is a big difference between unintentional and wandless magic, the latter which you have accomplished a fair good times for a witch of your age. So what was it?"

I leaned back and sipped my cocoa, "It was unintentional."The lie was necessary yet it still tasted like vinegar.

"Has this happened before?"

"No."

She shook her head, "I think we have no choice. We will have to have faith in St. Mungo's discretion." Her faces crumpled into lines of stress, "All this does not bode well. These…visions. Visions." She looked at me, her shoulders dipped in a way I had never seen before, "And now this. You need to be evaluated; we will just have to trust the healers in Mungo's in not disclosing information like this with anybody lest the dark forces find out."

"Why would they care about me?"

She looked at me as if I was crazy, "The simplest reason being you are the granddaughter of the most powerful wizard in the world and if these…visions…if they continue happening…"

She didn't have to continue. The beads where not matched at the moment were they? There was a reason why Voldemort wasn't prancing around as yet. He was setting something up. Nonno having someone with a gift of foresight was an advantage that Voldemort could not afford. Plus, unlike chess, in real life the cavalry did not always stay white when they were white, they could be tainted black with or without their permission. If he found out, he wound find me…

Minnie looked at me, the lines on her face increasing in definition by the second. She cleared her throat, "An apology. It may not be intentional but Miss Bellamy was greatly startled in the process, and I believe it is better for your relationship to do so."

"Relationship? What relationship?"

"As classmates. Miss Bellamy will be joining you as a fellow fifth year, under the house of Hufflepuff. Just as you had, she too has her reasons for her late enrolment. Your grandfather wishes to see you. Now."

I nodded and stood up, still processing what she was saying, "Oh and Bane. A week of detention."

Ahhh, home sweet home.

"Come in."

I walked in and felt the warmth on my shoulder immediately, Fawksey nipped at my cheek and I busied myself with running my hands through his feathers.

"How are you feeling Kyrianna?"

I continued petting Fawkes, "I'm OK."

"I am sorry Kyrianna."

I looked up quickly at Nonno, positive that it wasn't his line. "What on earth for Nonno? You did nothing wrong."

"It seems beings my grandchild is something that warrants an apology from me. I promise though, I will find someone knowledgeable enough in this area to help you."

Oh, he was talking about the fact that I couldn't go to Mungo's because Voldemort would find out I was having visions as he probably kept tabs on me seeing as I was Nonno's granddaughter.

"That isn't necessary Nonno. I am OK. Nothing a tonic won't cure."

This didn't seem to appease him in the least, "Treating the symptoms does not comfort me. I know Minerva is of the opinion that you be taken to St. Mungo's…but that is a risk I cannot take. I do promise however that I will find help, even if I have to become the most knowledgeable in this field myself. But for now I ask you to please tell me any and all visions you have, and any other occurrences of unintentional magic."

I nodded, I would. It wasn't a lie. I would…from now on. I went across the table and hugged him, laying my head on his shoulder for longer than usual, guilt at being just another worry that sat on his head lying heavy on my shoulders. I pulled away and felt some comfort in the twinkle that sparkled back up at me again.

"Oh thank heavens." I was engulfed in a hug once I entered the common room. Mi was looking at me up and down, searching me.

"Mione' she was the one that did the hurting, not the other way around. Like we have been saying for the past hour, she is OK."I looked at the redhead that sat in my armchair. He smiled up at me and scooted over and I squeezed in, just last year Ron and I fit perfectly in this chair, but now I barely made it, I didn't get up though.

"Why is your bum so big Ky?"

"My bum! It's your bum that is too big Ronald. All that food catching up to you."

"What happened?"

I looked to the head of black hair, so familiar to the girl from earlier. It was strange to think that just hours ago Potter and I were fighting over something so inconsequential to the world at large.

Mi plopped down on the arm of Harry's seat, "What did Alya Bellamy do?"

"Did she tell you that your bum was big?"I nudged Ron but let it slide, leaning forward and recounting everything that happened.

"That's impossible."We all looked at Ron. Usually he would be the first to jump on the fact that the new person was an imperius wielding psychopath. He shrugged at us, "She can't have done all of that, she's a Puff remember?"

"Oh Ronald! When will you learn that the world is not like that!"

"Oh please, it is too. All Snakes are evil, all Puffs are good, Claws are nerds and us Gryffies are hotties. With exception to a few that have big bums."

I laughed at that but Harry didn't see the humour, "It doesn't make sense though. It could be anybody that attacked Nessie."

"Or nobody at all."

I looked at Mi, and she looked at me sadly. "Look Ky…people do silly things when they are upset…"

I shook my head, "Nessie didn't jump off that staircase of her own free will. She would never do that."

"You can't be sure of that Ky…or maybe she did really lose her footing."

"No Mi, she didn't. Someone had imperiused her, I saw it in my vision-"

"Your visions are not foolproof Ky. Their nature is different to the normal, how do we know that your subconscious doesn't alter it in some way…I mean visions of the future, of the past, even of the present! The day Linus got attacked you were feeling everything that he was feeling at the time! Remember…I don't know-"

"I saw someone attack her!"

"You said you saw someone in the mirror, that you were too far away to make out a face but all you could see was hair. Dark… long hair."

I stayed quiet at that, what she was saying sinking in…is that what I saw…

"Like in third year…" Harry cleared his throat, the memory of the time he thought he had seen his father coming to his mind, "You mean to say that the person in the mirror was Ky? She saw herself, going to save Agnes."

Mi nodded solemnly, "Agnes knows the symptoms of the imperius curse, you said she seemed quite controlled of her wits and only slightly disoriented. She would have been much worse if that was the case. She probably did slip and in the urgency to get to her…you didn't actually see the curse being placed on her?"

"But I felt it Mi. I felt-"

I stopped, knowing how stupid I sounded. This whole conversation wasn't making me feel better like I had thought it would have. "Look Ky, whether she was cursed or not, I don't think Bellamy is involved. She's just fifteen. And she isn't even from here."I looked at Mi, it seemed the anxiety of the few minutes at having to toss down all of my ideas left her, "She's from France. She was orphaned at a young age and grew up in the care of her grandparents. They just passed away recently. She was home schooled because her grandparents were sickly and she had to stay home and look after them. She just recently was taken in by some relatives in Britain, that's why she came to Hogwarts. Well according to Lavender."

Oh great, so I had attacked an orphan whose grandparents had just passed away. Grandparents who she used to care for. Could I have made a mistake? Did I? Was I so paranoid that I saw things that were not there?

Mi stood up and looked at me awkwardly, "We should get to bed. Tomorrow is the first day back."

I nodded and got up, the boys followed suit.

"Ky."

He was silent for most of the conversation, but it seemed Harry had something to say now. Ron and Mi continued and I turned around.

"I'm really sorry."

I nodded; honestly there wasn't time to be bothered about his temper tantrums.

"I was thinking…maybe we should stop."

I shrugged, knowing that he meant our sporadic snogging. I figured this would happen, especially after the fight on the train. This is typical Potter behaviour, brave enough to kick the asses of Basilisks and Dementors but when things get a little hot in the kitchen…plus I won't change who I am just because it makes him uncomfortable, especially when it was something that I did not do on purpose! Yeah…my brain had all the reasons…yet there was this plucking in my chest singing a song of disappointment…stupid heart. My mouth went with my brain, "That's cool. Good night."

"Ky?"

I turned back around and he continued, "Don't beat yourself up about the Bellamy thing. It was a mistake."

I nodded and made my way up the stairs, just waiting to close my eyes and let this long horrible day be over.

A/N: An eventful first day back, reviews?

Kalina