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CHAPTER
5. Seduction
The group of Slytherin approached
dangerously, an act more stupid than anything, I thought. They looked
like a gang of gorillas trying to intimidate their victims, for
that's what we were. Victims. Two victims of a large group of people.
So unfair. But I found I didn't care. What, I was a Dumbledore,
wasn't I ? I would show them.
I
put my bag on the ground, out of the way, adopted a nasty air and
rolled my sleeves.
-
"Are you looking for something ?" I asked, trying to
convince myself that it would scare them if I adopted a scaring gaze.
It didn't.
A
tall, tanned guy with long straight hair got near me, pulling along a
big, stupid-looking freak who spat, the horrible smell of his mouth
choking me:
-
"It's her."
-
"Hey beauty" The other one said. "Yes we're looking
for you. But I see you are accompanied. That�s a big mistake. We
will feel obliged to deliver you from your escort now..."
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"You will most certainly not do that ! You see, I think my...
escort, is nicer company than yours. Get out of the way." I
finished coldly, forsaking manners.
-
"Sorry, no." He said, smirking. "I'm Blaise Zabini, by
the way. And you will be... Anna Dumbledore? It's nice to meet you at
last. You should choose your� company... more carefully, if I may."
He continued, while sneaking an arm around my waist, leading me
further into the park.
Glancing
at Harry, I saw he was being surrounded by six or seven people, but
he didn't seem to be distressed. Actually, he looked... calmer and
more confident than I had ever seen him before, not that I had seen
him so often..
I
decided to play along with this Zabini so I could eliminate him more
easily, and then I would come and help Harry, if I could.
And
the seduction scene started.
I
stood a bit straighter, tossed my long hair behind my shoulders in a
swift movement, and put a big smile on.
"How
do you know my name? I don't recall ever meeting you anywhere."
I asked him in a formal voice, not wanting to switch from
hostilities to immediate flirting. It would raise suspicions.
The
young man turned to watch my face, and still walking me away, he
said:
"
I have� acquaintances who informed me. But now, back to business.
What are you doing here in Diagon Alley?"
"What!
Are you a kind of policeman? " I asked, pretending to laugh
lightly. The boy looked quite startled now.
"Why
do you ask?" I added, smiling at him. I tried my best to look
innocent and pretty.
"
I'm... interested."
"Really?
I'm... interested too!" I answered, looking up at him and
smiling with a suggestive way. I could see him gulp.
"Aren't
you a good-looking one?" I added, turning around and checking
him out, starting by his bottom, his back, and his legs and chest.
"What...!
"
He
looking really surprised now. The poor boy didn�t know where to
look, he sure was embarrassed, but he also seemed to be angry at me
for inspecting him like that. He probably didn�t like people
judging him.
I
felt he was a leader, unused to people contesting him or changing his
plans. Well, I was sorry to say that his plans would be messed as
long as I was involved in them. So I grinned and tilted my head on
one side, saying:
� I
think that I�m going to change my mind. You see, I was flirting
with Harry there� I showed Harry to him with my hand, �in the
pub and we came here in order to have intimacy, but now that I see
you, I'm glad I met you before going... further with him. After all,
only the company changes, the goal stays the same.� I finished,
giggling and trying my best to look silly.
I
shook my hair and took his hand, leading him behind a fountain, a few
meters away from the entrance of the park. I pushed him against the
stoned wall of the back of the fountain, which height was going up to
the middle of his back. It was just high enough so that I could see
Harry shouting and fighting the others without being obvious.
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"My, my, am I so divine? I didn't expect you to be willing but
maybe you're not that stupid!" The boy in front of me said, his
stomach touching mine. He looked quite aroused; and bending suddenly,
he kissed me hard.
I
suppose I felt surprised, because my body acted on its own after
that.
My
knee came up and kicked his private parts. He bent down, growling in
pain. I took his head in my hands and hit it on the small wall. It
made a slight sound and I heard him whimper. Feeling suddenly a bit
insecure, I let go of him and ran away towards Harry.
I
few seconds later, Zabini yelled.
-
�ARGGGHHHHHHHH!!! GOD! IT HURTS!!! Shit!! It hurts!!�
I
saw two guys with square shoulders turning their attention to their
pal, doing just what I had expected.
-�God�
Argh� Someone help me...�
The
men walked faster, and Harry sent a red light at them, one after one,
as they fell on the ground. There was already one on the grass, a
dark-haired girl, with her legs covered in blood, and another one
laying her face down, looking frozen.
Harry
was now fighting an older teenager, but I didn't have the time to
wonder, as I had to dodge a purple light coming from the wand of a
tall boy. Suddenly, I heard several "pops" and saw people,
adults that is, appearing in the main alley of the park. They didn't
look like Death Eaters because they weren't wearing entirely black
robes and white masks as in my last vision.
"Tonks,
this way! They're here!" A male voice shouted.
Harry
grabbed my wrist and pulled me away, running out of the park. The two
boys ran after us but after a few red lights, no sound was heard
behind us. I looked back, still running, and saw a pink ! -haired
woman pointing at us. A man with robes that had holes on them was at
her left, while a few other men were, apparently, checking for other
attackers. Harry made me run faster, dragging me, and we turned on a
smaller street, and then on our right. We didn't stop running until I
saw a high building, bearing the name 'Gringott's Bank'. And Harry
and I entered it at last, sending the doors flying open, as I almost
tripped on the last step of the huge stairs leading to the entrance.
We
were safe.
Coming
to a stop, we leaned against a wall near the door, from which we
couldn't be seen except from the inside. I was breathing like mad,
desperately trying to catch my breath. Harry was in the same state.
When I finally looked up, I saw we were in some sort of gigantic
hall, bearing hundreds of high, marble desks on the sides. Big marble
columns were supporting the ceiling. Funnily, our situation made me
think about poor or wanted people seeking refuge in churches or
cathedrals.
Harry
straightened his clothes, passed a hand in his hair and taking a look
at me, smiled.
"How
do you do that? You flirt, lead a man behind a wall, finish him off,
fight with a few other, run away like mad and still your hair is
perfect! " He cried with a look of wonder on his face, but I
could see he was making fun of me as a smile was trying to show up
on his face, betraying him�
I
burst into laughing and looking at him with an eyebrow arched, I took
his arm in mine and led him toward the middle of the hall, asking:
"Where
are we going now?"
"Desk
number 232." He answered, chuckling.
We
kept walking until halting in front of one of these marble desks.
That's when I noticed that the men working at these desks were not
men but strange and quite scary creatures. I took a good breath and
was going to say: 'Harry...', when:
-"I
know. Act normally and make sure you look like a witch." He
whispered to me urgently.
-"Ok."
A
goblin, for the creature's name was goblin as I would learn later,
bent his head towards Harry and said in a strange high-pitched voice:
"Mr.
Potter. I assume you are here to attend Albus Dumbledore's will. And
a young lady accompanies you... May I ask her name? I don't recall
ever meeting her." He said, frowning.
"Her
name is a secret. I feel she should attend this will as well, if you
permit it."
The
goblin stared down at me, and meeting my eyes, stopped there. His
mouth curved a little, and he said:
-Yes,
of course.. Mr Potter. Please follow me."
He
took the lead and showed us in a room, that we entered by a large
door behind another desk up the hallway. He announced us while
entering.
"Mr
Harry Potter, and his Lady."
There
were several seats and a round table. The room was empty, but on the
very right was seated another goblin, who nodded at us, holding a
piece of paper in his hands, and showed us our chairs. Apparently, he
was waiting for more people to arrive.
-"Mr
Aberthford Dumbledore" A very tall, grey-bearded wizard came
in, in green and brown robes.
Nothing
happened for a few minutes until:
-"Professor
Minerva McGonagall, Professor Filius Flitwick, Professor Hagrid"
A smaller, serious-looking witch in black robes came in, with a tiny
man and a very big very tall hairy man.
-"
'arry, my boy !" And the large man hugged Harry very tight.
-"Hello
Hagrid. It's good to see you." And when he let go of him, Harry
introduced me. "This is Lena." He stated.
-"Hello."
I said in a small voice. He really was very big.
-"Lena,
nice to mee' you!" He said, smiling widely. He glanced at
Harry, a surprised look on his face.
Harry
greeting all the new people and introduced me, never saying my
surname, but went to introduce himself to the other Dumbledore, who
appeared to be the professor's brother.
-"Hello,
I am Harry Potter, Sir. It's nice to meet you. I'm sorry for..."
He said, not finishing and looking at his feet.
-"Hello,
Mr Potter. I heard a lot about you, but it is a shame we meet in
such sad circumstances. Please allow me" He said, and taking
Harry's hand, shook it. Harry shook the man's hand as well, then
they looked in each other's eye with such a violent and intense gaze
that I wondered what was really happening, when Harry spoke again.
"Let
me introduce you... Lena Dumbledore" Harry said, whispering my
name.
The
other Dumbledore apparently caught the fact he had whispered my name,
for he stayed silent and only looked at me. I felt naked in his eye.
iI was embarrassing. But he said:
-"Yes...
It is possible. You have to visit the vault to be sure..." He
added in a small, dreamy voice, and sat down again in a daydreaming
state.
This
sentence ticked me off, but the lecture started after that. I
couldn�t listen; I was too intrigued by this man. He looked crazy.
I was in a comfortable trance thinking about Harry and this strange
man when people started to stand, signed some papers and bid their
goodbyes. Soon enough, only Harry and I were sitting at the table.
-"Mr
Potter, Albus Dumbledore in his will has given you his pensieve and
to you and the Lady that would be with you, his family vault."
-"His
family vault? What do you mean? I'm not family. And how did he know
someone would be with me? " He added, more to himself.
-"Here
is the key of vault number 314, the Dumbledore family Vault. It
hasn�t been opened for several decades, Mr Potter. This vault is
very, very old and exists since the Founders' time... �
continued the goblin. � He took out a golden key and
pushed it on the table towards us. Harry picked it up and we had a
look at it. The shape was weird and it was quite big for a key ! But
Harry stood up and so did I.
-"Can
we visit it?" He asked.
-"Yes,
of course, Mister Potter, Chlasbeck will lead you. Chlasbeck !"
The goblin called.
-"Yes?"
asked the other goblin opening the door.
-"You
will show Mr Potter and the Lady to the Dumbledore Family Vault.
Now."
-"Yes,
of course. Please follow me." He said to us.
Harry
and I got out of the room, thanking the Goblin-in-Chief, and followed
him. We went to a kind of staircase and soon we had to climb in a
wagon that would lead us to the vault.
-"The
journey is quite long and the wagon goes fast. Be aware!" Harry
whispered.
I
was going to step into the wagon, when something hit me.
-"Harry,
my bag... I haven't got it. I forgot it in the park. And these
people will find it!"
-"These
people are from the Order. They will take it, don't worry it's safe.
But they will eventually find out whose it is. What was in it?"
-"I
had my mother's diary, Father gave it to me for my birthday, it was
old and I wanted you to have a look! Now it's lost!"
-"I'll
take it back from Headquarters. But if you didn't understand it,
maybe we will, us wizards. We'll figure it out, don't worry."
-"Okay"
I sighed. I really blamed myself for not thinking to pick up my bag
before running away.
Several minutes later, the wagon
started to brake and stopped in front of a high, stoned wall looking
like the side of a cave. We got out of the wagon and stepped on the
floor. I was still feeling a bit dizzy from the journey. Harry handed
the key to the goblin, who put it in the lock and whispered a sort of
incantation. His voice was like the one of a small child, humming a
song. Then, several locks were heard, and some strange metallic
sound. And as the gigantic, heavy square door creaked open the Goblin
said he would be back in an hour to take us up.
Harry
grabbed my wrist, gave me a funny look, and taking a deep breath, we
both stepped in the dark black hole.
This moment sealed my
destiny forever. By entering this vault, I was entering a new world.
I would find out about my past, and, could one believe it, about my
future as well. With Harry, I had discovered the magical world. I was
not totally a Muggle anymore by then, I had a name and people looking
for me. I had been involved in something I didn�t really know the
extend of, and I would learn the hard way. I was never a coward. I
was innocent. And this innocence, and my purety were stolen from me
forever.
I used to be called Lena
Dumbledore before I entered this place. And when I left it, not only
my name had changed, but I was also not the same person. What I found
there was � terrible. A deterring truth. I became who I had always
been meant to be, who I had always been if I was to believe them�
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