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Stone Angels
Hermione was still dizzy when they
sat across the large oak desk from Mr. Marlo. Mr. Marlo was a small man, his nearly bald head just reached her nose making is seem
as though he was one of the house elves he so closely resembled. While they got
comfortable, he never seemed to look up from his computer.
“Ah, William, what can I do for you
and your beautiful friend?”
“This is Hermione Granger.”
“Yes, Miss Granger. Your father was
here to see me several months ago. I must admit it was a strange visit. I was
told to expect you and your esteemed companion Professor Dumbledore. I must
admit Albus, it was a strange visit. I had wanted to seek you out right away
but per the contract I could not.”
“Go on Mr. Marlo,” said Albus
curious.
“He had a frightening tale that was
so disturbing that I believed it. I was expecting you two months ago so I
nearly completed the papers for the transfer.”
“What prevented it before now?” asked
Bill.
“The house and money were all left
in Miss Grangers name. Once she signs for the
transfer, it will be in Gringots and She will be free
to move into Rose Haven,” The seemingly timid man blushed slightly before
continuing, “I must admit that I was curious to know how a muggle born witch
came to inherit a wizarding manor of the highest, oldest order. Pardon my
curiosity Miss Granger, but my hobby is tracking the family lines of purebloods
that are disowned. The home originally belonged to a Lillianna Black, aunt of
Narcissa Malfoy.”
“Grandma Lilly was a witch,”
questioned Hermione slightly stunned, “Why wasn’t my father a wizard then? Oh,
Great Merlin, I’m related to Draco Malfoy!”
“The Black family blood was nearly
destroyed by their hate of muggle borne,” explained Dumbledore with a twinkle,
“Lillianna was very smart but her magical ability was very weak. I don’t know
what happened to her after she left Hogwarts.”
“She became a doctor,” answered
Hermione softly, “She told me once that she met grandpa at college,” Hermione
found herself feeling exhausted and overwhelmed,
“Arianna looks just like her. Please, may I sign the papers and go. I… I’m not
feeling well.”
“I believe this is more than any of
us was bargaining on learning,” replied Dumbledore with a pat of his hand.
Mr. Marlo removed several papers
from a locked desk drawer and marked several places for her to sign, “I’m
almost sorry to let you sign these,” he said as she signed, “I feel as though
I’m throwing you to the wolves without a wand. It won’t take long for people to
put two and two together. I would advise you to learn everything you can about
the powerful wizarding families because for all intentions and purposes, you
will be among them.”
“I don’t understand, how will I be among them?”
“You Miss Granger make the Malfoys look like paupers.”
“ I
believe, if we are finished, Miss Granger needs to rest,” said Dumbledore
unhappy with the mans lack of control over his tongue, “Thank you for your
suggestion. I will make sure that Miss Granger receives the information she
needs.”
“It was my pleasure to assist you,”
replied Mr. Marlo, “William, it was nice to see you again.”
“It was a pleasure to see you as
well Jacob,” replied Bill Weasley shaking the mans
hand and smiling, “Tell Elizabeth I
said hello.”
“I will good day.”
“Miss Granger, if you would honor
an old man with this trip,” smiled Dumbledore.
“Thank you,” replied Hermione
allowing the powerful man to hug her to aperate.
Hermione held her head for a second
after they appeared outside Hogwarts gates, “I’m sure Severus will have a
headache potion handy,” said Dumbledore offering his arm to her.
“Headmaster, about what Mr. Marlo
said, who will teach me?” asked Hermione taking his arm.
“We have several highly qualified
people on the staff. I have no doubt that Minerva and Severus can prepare you
for everything. I have faith in your ability to learn what will be needed.” He
turned a sad eye to her for the briefest of seconds, “I must urge you Hermione
to learn from the Slytherins. Mr. Marlo was right in portraying it as he did.
The rich, powerful pureblood families don’t like readmitting the blood of the
disowned. Like Lillianna, many were cast out because of their love of Muggles.”
“They will find it difficult with
me sir,” said Hermione, “I loved Grandma Lilly dearly but she was easily pushed
around. Unfortunately I have Grandfathers temperament.”
“I must apologize for Mr. Marlo,”
said Bill walking with them, “With age, he’s forgotten
how to keep things between himself and his employers.”
“I believe it was information that
I needed to know,” answered Hermione with a yawn.
“Yes, it was,” replied Albus
softly, “come now, Miss Granger, Molly and Severus will not be happy with me if
you don’t rest soon.”
“I’m so tired all ready.”
Hermione woke with a frightened
scream on her lips which brought people running from the common room. Snape,
his long legs working to his advantage was the first to reach her. She was
relieved when he sat on the bed and pulled her into his lap.
“It was just a dream,” he soothed,
rocking her and smoothing her hair away from her face.
At the door, Remus Lupin stopped
Harry, Ron, and Ginny from trying to enter, “She’s okay. Severus is handling it
well.”
“But Remus!”
Ron protested loudly, “The bloody Git’s gonna make
things worse. He’s always horrible to her.”
“You don’t get it yet do you Ron?”
responded Ginny, “She’s his best student. He has to treat her that way because
she’s a Gryffindor and Harry’s friend. He hates to do it to her but if he
doesn’t they will begin to wonder if he’s a spy.”
“How do you know all that?” asked
Remus staring at her.
Ginny’s hands flew to cover her
mouth but Dumbledore interrupted with a chuckle, “You will not be punished if
you tell them.”
Ginny blushed but answered, “Last
year, I bumped into Professor Snape and our books went flying everywhere. When
we picked them up, we managed to confuse our journals. When I opened it I only
read enough to realize it wasn’t mine and ran to Headmaster Dumbledore.”
“Well, at least it wasn’t second
year all over again,” smiled Harry, “I really do prefer my friends to be
themselves and not possessed by the ghosts of future madmen.”
Arianna looked from one to the
other, unsure of what to make of them. She was pulled from her confusion by
Hermione and Snape exiting the girls dorm.
“Ah, I see we are all ready to go
to Diagon Alley,” twinkled Dumbledore before turning
to Arianna, “One last thing before we go,” he held up a stack of letters, the
first one was handed to Arianna.
Everyone watched her excitement as
she opened the letter and read over it. It was a contagious emotion as
everyone, except Professor Snape, smiled and began gathering their things for
the outing. To their surprise, Winky appeared with cloaks for Hermione and
Arianna that matched their robes.
“I had Winky find appropriate
cloaks for the two of you while you napped,” Said Minerva McGonagall watching
Hermione examine her cloak, “We also have an appointment to get proper robes
for both of you.”
“This is all happening so fast,”
replied Hermione.
“It was bound to,” smiled Minerva,
“As soon as you were thrown into this world things have changed constantly. I
will not lie to you Hermione, it is going to get
harder. You’ve been dropped into the middle of a very cut throat lifestyle. You
will have to be able to face and converse with families like the Malfoys and
Parkinson’s.”
“As Dumbledore told you, you would
be better prepared to keep an eye on many of the Slytherins,” said Snape
stepping in, “They have been brought up with the privileges of their station
and the necessity to indulge in some of those privileges. You will have to be
prepared to defend yourself and you will learn to fly, if the rumors are true.”
Hermione wondered where the kind
man she met before had disappeared to and huffed, “For your information, Madam
Hooch spent all of my first year working with me. According to her I am better
than most of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff Quidditch players.”
“I don’t know what’s going on yet,”
said Harry, who was watching the interaction, “But I’ll help if I can.”
Arianna tugged on Dumbledore’s
sleeves and he bent to find out what she wanted, “Why is Hermione all
shimmery?”
The powerful man looked down at her
for a moment before realizing what she was seeing, “You can see the concealment
charm. It is an unusual gift. What else can you see?”
“Everyone has colors here,” She
said softly, “At home, Hermione, Grandma Lilly, and
Dad were the only ones who had colors.”
“Yes, only people with magic or
potential for magic have auras that can be seen,” said Dumbledore softly, “What
else can you see?” he asked eyes twinkling.
“Harry, there is something black,
it caresses his skin especially near his right temple,” she said softly.
“Arianna, while we’re out, if you
see anyone that shimmers, like Hermione is, coming into our group I want you to
tell either me or Professor Snape.”
“Are you ready for your concealment
charm Arianna?” asked Molly entering the room.
“I’ll tell you if I see anyone,”
said Arianna quickly before approaching Molly Weasley.
“Ah, Hermione, You look lovely,”
said Headmaster Dumbledore approaching Hermione and Severus, “Before we depart,
I would like a few words,” he said gaining everyone’s attention, “We will, stay
as a group as much a possible. Our first stop will be Olivanders, after that we
will go where you request. With that said, let us depart. First
to my office then to Diagon Alley.”
Ten minutes later, after much
reorganization, they were finally leaving the Leaky Cauldron. Arianna’s
reaction wasn’t anything like what they were expecting though, as she shrank
back against Hermione. Her overly large nutmeg eyes growing
larger in fear of the size of the crowd. She clung to Hermione’s hand
and before he could protest, Neville found himself hand in hand with the
frightened girl. Arianna, for all that it was worth demanded that he would take
care of her and that she was sure she wanted to stay with Neville. Dumbledore
just smiled and twinkled leaving everyone a little unnerved. When they finally
reached Olivanders, everyone was feeling the crowd a bit more than usual.
“It’s too crowded out there,”
whispered Arianna leaning against Dumbledore.
“Ah! Headmaster,
not your usual group and a bit early too. Is there any way I can help
you?” Said Mr. Olivander startling Arianna.
“I believe that Miss Granger and
her sister have an appointment at this time,” smiled Dumbledore.
“Yes, yes, A
wand for the younger Miss Granger and back up wands for both. We’ll start with
the younger since it’s her first wand,” Hies wes widened slightly as he took in
Arianna’s tiny frame, “You must be Miss Arianna Granger. I think I know just
the one,” he said thoughtfully before pulling a box off the shelf, “ Ash, unicorn hair, 10 inches.”
“What do I do?” asked Arianna
taking it from him as though it were glass.
“Give it a wave,” he smiled.
Doing as she was told, they watched
in horror as the ladder was ripped from the wall, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” he moaned, “Let’s try
this one, “Willowagonagon
Heartstring, 9 ½ inches. When she gave it a wave a bunch of harmless silver
sparks flew from the end, “That’s the one. Now a back up wand… Hermione, step
up here and we’ll wrap this up for you,” he looked through his shelves and
pulled out two very similar boxes, “Let’s try these. Your other wands are so
similar these may work for you.” As soon as they touched the hands of the two
girls they each gave a happy spray of sparks before dimming, “Very interesting,
the two of you hold the only three wands to bear the heartstrings of an albino
ridgeback.”
“Those are very rare,” murmured
Charlie, “There’s only been one hatched in nearly six hundred years.”
“Very rare
indeed. Everything will be charged to your account Miss Granger. Is
there anything more that I can help this group with?” asked Mr. Olivander.
“They will be needing quality wrist
holsters,” said Snape.
“Madam Malkin
has taken over supplying holsters, I’ve just been too
busy with my wands to continue that line.”
“Thank you Sir,” said Hermione
before the group made their exit.
“Well, now where shall we go?”
asked Dumbledore his eyes twinkling.
“Hermione, my letter said I could
bring a cat, owl, or toad. Can I please.”
“I think that would be a good
idea,” smiled Hermione, “I wonder if they’ll have anymore part Kneezle cats.”
“Is that what Crookshanks is?”
asked Arianna tucking herself closer to Neville as a particularly loud and
angry sounding witch pushed her way through the group, “I like him, he used to
steal my medicine after mom would leave.”
“Part Kneezle cats are much smarter
than regular cats,” explained Minerva, “He could probably tell something wasn’t
right.”
They watched, with great smiles as
Arianna’s eyes lit up in the pet store. Even e sme smiled though he tried hard
to hide it. As she moved from cat to cat they could tell which one she would
choose by the look on her face. After several minutes of looking and petting
she finally decided on a pure black kitten with oddly intelligent yellow eyes.
They were nearly to the counter when Snape found himself nearly walking into
Arianna, whose face was pressed to the glass of a very large glass case.
“Oh, Hermione, will I ever be able
to get a snake?” asked the girl, “I promise I won’t chase you around with it.”
“You dislike snakes Hermione?”
asked Harry.
“I… I haven’t been afraid of snakes
since second year,” replied Hermione blushing a brilliant Gryffindor scarlet,
“Maybe next year Arianna, we won’t really have the
time for a snake this year.”
“I know, I just thought it might be
nice, they have such pretty eyes,” sighed the younger girl.
Snape was surprised that she liked
snakes and silently promised himself that he’d introduce her to Poe, his
python. He watched inconspicuously as Arianna tucked the small black cat into
the shadow of her cloak and took the hand of Minerva McGonagall. It hit him,
how young she seemed, younger than most of the first years he had seen in his
twenty years of teaching.
“Something is bothering you,” said
Remus discreetly.
“She seems so much younger than the
typical first year,” replied Severus as they exited the store.
“She does, there’s a bet going that
she’s going to fall in your house. Albus and Minerva are split in their views.
Minerva wants her in Gryffindor but Albus is certain that she’ll be a
Slytherin.”
Severus was quiet for a moment as
he took it all in, “What do you think?”
“She’s going to go into Slytherin,”
answered Remus, “She’s spent too many years being controlled and manipulated.
She’s going to give Fred and George a run for their money.”
“I agree,” he sighed, “She’s going
to be a lot of trouble for me if she’s in Slytherin.”
“Why’s that?” asked Remus.
“She will need to be protected,
even if she stays in angel tower with Hermione,” he studied the man next to him
carefully.
“Fitting name,” Remus said tiredly,
“Can we call a truce Severus?”
“I… I think we should speak of it
later,” replied Snape as he caught sight of blonde hair through the crowd, “the
more dangerous half of the Malfoys is about today. She’ll not be happy about
loosing her status.” Snape was never able to finish before the sapphire bundle
that was Arianna slammed into his waist.
Arianna was startled as an angry
feminine voice snaked its way through the crowd. The woman who held her hand
was busy enough talking to one of the red heads that she didn’t notice the
growing panic in her young wards body. Suddenly, the angry voice burst through
the overly crowded street. Fear like nothing she had ever felt filled her chest
making it hard to breath and she rushed backwards to the dark professor that
made her feel better than she had in years.
“Arianna?” asked Severus Snape as
he took in the panicked breathing of the girl.
“Severus! Oh, Severus, how are
you?” exclaimed the forced cheerful voice of Narcissa Malfoy.
Arianna jumped and trembled more
against him. With a quick hand, he pulled the child around to his side and hid
her with his cloak, “I’m well Narcissa.”
“I’m missing my husband but
surviving. What has you out and about on such a brisk day?”
“Purchasing student supplies for a
new year of dunderheads,” he replied silkily. All the while he was aware that
Arianna was peeking carefully from behind his cloak.
“How unfortunate,” she replied
slyly, “My, who is this?”
“My temporary ward,” replied Snape
flawlessly, “Come out Arianna,”ordeordered, “She is traumatized and speaks
little.”
Narcissa paled at the s of
of
Arianna Granger, “What a beautiful child Severus, will she be with you long?”
“No, she returns to her sisters care later today.” He groaned inwardly at thuestuestions that would be brought up.
“I have to be going,” said Narcissa
suddenly, “It was nice to see you. Draco! Come along child, I have no time for
your dawdling.”
Arianna’s overly large brown eyes
watched sadly as the blonde boy followed the angry woman. He was shimmering so
brightly that she feared how many concealment charms were on the boy. The thing
that caught her attention most was the sadness in his eyes. Turning to her
protector she remember her promise to the Headmaster.
“I don’t like her, her voice is
angry. The boy with her shimmers like Hermione, Headmaster said that I was
seeing the concealment charm on her but he Shimmers
more, brighter like a full moon,” Arianna whispered.
“Arianna, are you okay?” asked
Hermione approaching once Narcissa was well out of sight.
The girl nodded
but look over Hermione’s shoulder to the headmaster, “He was shimmering
brighter than Hermione.”
“Narcissa seemed to recognize
Arianna,” said Professor Snape.
“Arianna looks like Grandma Lilly,”
Said Hermione to Dumbledore, “Mr. Marlo said that Grandma Lilly was Narcissa
Malfoys Aunt.”
“Let us finish our shopping then,”
said Dumbledore sadly, “ Minerva, Severus, I believe
your appointment with Madam Malkin is next, Molly why
don’t you go with them. Remus, Bill, Charlie, and I can take the others to
retrieve their books and other supplies while you take care of that.”
“That would be prudent,” replied
Severus.
“Come along girls,” said Minerva,
“We’ll meet you at the Leaky Cauldron when we’re finished Albus.”
“Who was that woman?” asked Arianna
tightening her grip on Professor Snape, “She was very pretty but mean. The boy,
the one she called Draco, he’s scared and sad.”
“Remember her face and name. She is
Narcissa Malfoy and a distant family member. Draco is her son,
you will most likely meet him at Hogwarts.”
Draco followed his mother silently
as she stormed her way towards the Leaky Cauldron. Once they were inside, she
rushed to floo them home. Draco didn’t want to go home,
he wanted nothing to do with being near that place or her. As soon as he
stepped from the fireplace he knew that she was upset. What upset her never
really mattered, she was upset so he would suffer.
“What were you doing staring at
that filthy mudblood like a love struck puppy,” she
hissed as her fist struck across his pale skin. She continued to hit hievereveral more times before a strange look crossed her face and she pushed him
against the wall, “I’ll show you what happens to boys who look like that at
filthy mudblood girls.” As she spoke she reached down
and fondled him through his pants.”
“P… please don’t,”
he whispered even as he froze.
“What was that dear?” she asked
even as she moved to reach her pale hand down her pants, “You know, you look so much like your father.”
She pressed her lips against his
and his mind screamed but he couldn’t move. To his horror, he felt himself
harden under her rough touch. He wanted to scream, to run, to
lash out at her but he couldn’t seem to make his body move. Every muscle seemed
intent to be working against him. When she grabbed him by the hair, a small
whimper escaped be he didn’t fight. He couldn’t fight
as she dragged him bodily to the nearest room.
It was a guest room, cold, dark,
and impersonal as the fear welled up inside him. Before he could blink or even
have time to fight, his clothes were gone and her wand was in hand. It was
neither the beatings of his fathers hand nor the typical lashing out by his
mother. As he was thrown, completely naked, upon the bed he felt the floating
sensation of the imperius curse course through his
brain.
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