A new Life for Harry Potter.

Authors Note: Hey guys here is chapter 8. I want to thank you guys for all your reviews please keep them comming. Anyways chapter nine will be out in a couple days.

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It had been a week since Helaine returned to school, a week since her disturbing dream visit with Voldemort. The morning after the dream she told Hermione about her suspicions of Dumbledore, to Helaine’s surprise Hermione actually felt the same. Hermione told Helaine that she had been seeing subtle changes in the Headmaster all year. Helaine was glad she had her best friend on her side in this. Helaine had become closer to Hermione since her change, maybe it was because they were both girls now. They decided it would be best to just leave Ron out of what they were doing; he was a true Dumbledore supporter through and through.



Helaine didn’t tell Hermione about Voldemort, even though she had shared her suspicions of Dumbledore, Helaine doubted Hermione would understand about Voldemort. Helaine had mixed emotions when it came to him. She hated him because of what he did to her parents, but she couldn’t deny she was extremely attracted to him. She hated herself for feeling anything for the man who murdered her family. She tried to forget all about the dream and work on trying to find out if the prophecy was indeed gone.



She and Hermione had spent every free moment they could spare searching for information in the library. They had come up short on how to find out if the prophecy was there or not without alerting Dumbledore. Helaine was currently in the library doing research and working on a charms essay, when Hermione came rushing over to her looking haggard and out of breath.



“There…you …are…I’ve been looking…for you everywhere.” Hermione said between pants. Hermione flung her school bag on the table and plopped down into a seat trying to catch her breath. Helaine laughed at the harassed look on Hermione’s face.



“I’ve been in here all afternoon; did you just run a marathon or something?” Helaine asked Hermione. Hermione had finally composed herself enough to speak.



“I forgot you told me you would be up here, I thought you had Herbology I ran all the way to the common room before I tried here, I’m completely knackered.” Hermione told her.

“Ok so what was so important that you nearly killed yourself trying to find me?” Helaine asked. At that Hermione’s face lit up. Whatever it was she needed to tell Helaine, it was something big.



“I’ve figured it out. It isn’t safe to talk in here, come one follow me I know a place we can talk in private.” Hermione told her. They gathered their things and left the library and headed up to the seventh floor. They walked past the Gryffindor common room and turned down an unfamiliar corner.



“Um, Mione where are we going, I’ve never been down this corridor before.” Helaine said. They walked past a weird tapestry of trolls doing ballet. Hermione stopped in front of a blank stretch of wall; she walked back in forth in front of it three times until a door appeared. Hermione took Helaine’s hand and pulled her through the door.



Once inside Helaine looked around, there were two comfy looking arm chairs in front of a cozy fire. Helaine was in awe, she didn’t know there where places like this in Hogwarts.



“Hermione what is this place?” Helaine asked. Hermione had already walked over to one of the chairs and sat down. Helaine followed suit and say in the other chair.



“This place is known as the come and go room or the room of requirement. Not many students know about this place, I came across it by accident a few weeks ago. The room can sense what the occupant needs and it provides it. It just can’t create food and things of that sort.” Hermione told her. They sat and talked about the room a bit more before Hermione brought up the reason they had come up there.



“Ok so you know how we’ve been searching all week and haven’t found anything that wont tip off Dumbledore. Well I think I’ve solved that problem, I had to use a bit of grey magic but in the end it was worth it.” Hermione said.



“Grey magic and what exactly is grey magic Hermione?” Helaine asked.

“It’s a made up term. Grey magic is a mix of light and dark magic. I found a spell in an ancient runes tome to help us with the prophecy. Technically the spell is considered dark magic, but I figured since my motives for using the spell aren’t bad then that makes it grey magic.” Hermione explained.



“Ok so how does this spell work exactly?” Helaine asked. Hermione proceeded to pull an ancient looking book from her bag along with a clean piece of parchment and her ink well. A small table appeared in front of her and Hermione set the items on it. She opened the book to the passage she needed and poured a small bit of ink on the parchment. She dug around in her bag some more and then she pulled out a silver dagger and a little black satin bag.



“Ok Helaine we are ready to start. This requires a blood sacrifice so you are going to have to cut your hand, sorry.” Hermione told her. Helaine didn’t mind a little cut; she had suffered through way worse. All she wanted to do is find out to truth and figure out what to do from there.



“It’s fine Hermione, whatever you need to do just do it.” Helaine told her. Hermione nodded and started the ritual. She pulled some ancient runes stones from the little black bag and placed them in a circle around the small pool of ink on the parchment. She put the tip of her wand in the ink and began swirling it around.



“Alright Helaine cut your hand, we need a good amount of blood for this to work.” Hermione told her as she handed Helaine the silver dagger. Helaine took and cut straight across her palm she winced a little at the stinging pain. Hermione took her bleeding hand and held it over the parchment letting the red liquid drop on the runes stones. As soon as the blood touched them they began glowing blue.



“Ok now for the complicated part.” Hermione cleared her throat and began speaking the spell. “Come all ye seers of old, reveal to us the prophecy’s fore told. Take this blood onto thee and answer these questions three.” Hermione commanded. The ink on the parchment disappeared and a spikey elegant writing appeared.

‘What is it you want to know speaker?’ The writing read.



“What Happened to the prophecy about Harry James Potter?” Hermione asked.



‘The prophecy is no longer valid; the girl is no longer the Dark Lords equal.’ It read on the parchment.



“What did the prophecy say before it vanished?” Hermione asked her second question.



‘The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…..Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies….and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not….either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives…’ The parchment read.



Hermione took a deep breath then asked her third and final question.



“Are there anymore prophecy’s about Harry Potter or the Dark Lord?” Hermione asked.

‘None that are relevant to your cause, goodbye speaker.’ The parchment read before the inky script disappeared.

Hermione and Helaine sat there for a moment re reading the parchment. Helaine felt sick; it was always supposed to be her. But now that she was female she no longer had to face him. She couldn’t understand why that knowledge made her feel relieved. Deep down Helaine never wanted to be part of this war, and now she had no reason too at all.



“Helaine you know this means that the evil git Malfoy may have very well saved your life and doomed us all at the same time right?” Hermione asked. She looked worried but relieved for her friend. Helaine felt conflicted she didn’t want to scare Hermione but she needed to tell her about Voldemort.



“Hermione I need to tell you something, just promise me you’ll listen and don’t be mad ok.” Helaine said. At Hermione’s nodded conformation she proceeded to tell her all about her dream and conversation with Voldemort. She even told her about the kiss, she wasn’t sure how she even felt about it, but she didn’t want to keep secrets from Hermione. After her confession she and Hermione sat in silence.



“Well Helaine it would seem that Voldemort isn’t as hell bent to kill you as we thought. This is so weird, the man who is supposed to be protecting you turns out to be a complete liar and the man who has been trying to kill you since before you could speak is helping you. Has the whole world gone mad or something. What are we going to do Helaine, if we can’t trust the light or the dark then who’s side are we on?” Hermione asked looking close to tears.



Helaine got up from her chair and hugged her friend. Helaine was glad that Hermione had chosen to stick by her through all this. No matter what happened she would make sure she kept herself and Hermione safe.



“Hermione I don’t really know what the future holds but as of this moment the only side I’m on is ours. My whole life has never really been my own, and I think it’s about time I took control of it. You are more than a friend to me Hermione you are my sister and where ever I go I want you there with me. I promise I’ll do whatever I can to keep us safe.” Helaine told her.



Hermione’s eyes shined with unshed tears as she hugged her friend…no as she hugged her sister. Hermione would stay with Helaine no matter what; they only had each other now. After Hermione composed herself they gathered their things and left. Dinner had already started in the great hall so they had to hurry so they wouldn’t be too late. As they were rounding a corner heading to the great hall, they ran into Malfoy and his little group of cronies.



“Just ignore him Helaine, he may be a foul little insect but he isn’t worth being expelled over.” Hermione told her. Helaine nodded trying her best just to keep walking forward and not over to the greasy haired jerk. Before they had even taken another step Malfoy spotted them.



“Well would you look what we have here mates, it’s the princesses of Gryffindor. Where have you two been, off having a quick shag? I always knew you would end up a dyke mud blo…” Before Draco could finish speaking Helaine had him pressed against a wall with her wand to his throat.



“Shut your filthy mouth Malfoy. I have had enough of you. I swear if you utter another word out of that bloody mouth of yours I promise you will live to regret it.” Helaine shouted at him. Fear flashed across Draco’s face for a brief second before he replaced it with his trademark smirk. He tried to push her away but her grip was much too tight.



“It would seem Potter here has a bit of a crush on me. If you wanted to get close to me Potter all you had to do was ask. I may lower my standards for you but you will have to ask me nicely.” Draco said. He and his gang of followers all began laughing. Malfoy never noticed Helaine had lowered her wand to his groin. Helaine jabbed the tip of her wand into his groin hard and shouted out a curse.



“Dolens Liquidus Priapus.” As soon as the bright orange light of the curse touched Malfoy he screamed and fell to the floor clutching his penis. A second later Crabbe and Goyle where trying to grab her. Hermione was quicker than them and cast two body binds before they had even unleashed their wands. Malfoy was now lying on the ground moaning and crying.



“What spell was that you used, I’ve never heard of it?” Hermione asked. She looked upon Helaine handy work with impressed amusement. The old Hermione would have been reprimanding her for breaking school rules.



“It’s a defense curse I read in a book for young witches Madame Pomfrey gave me. It was used as a punishment for rapists; it makes every erection he gets so painful it will feel as if he is dying, the effects wear off in about a month or two. He deserves worse but this will have to do.” Helaine told her. Hermione just shook her head and laughed.



“Well what do you suppose we should do with them?” Hermione asked. Before Helaine had the chance to answer the Headmaster came around the corner. When he saw them with their wands drawn and the three young men on the ground he immediately asked for an explanation.



“What is the meaning of this, why are you all not in the great hall and what has happened to those three?” Dumbledore asked. Helaine explained what happened taking the full blame not wanting to get Hermione in any trouble.



“Is this true Miss Granger?” Dumbledore asked. Hermione looked over at Helaine, when she saw the look in her eyes she nodded her head yes.



“Very well then Miss Potter you will be serving a detention with me tomorrow night. Now please take these young men up to the infirmary and inform Madame Pomfrey of the spells you used, Miss Granger assist Miss Potter please.” At that he turned and left.



After he had left Hermione and Helaine exchanged looks, it wasn’t uncommon for the Headmaster to give someone a detention but he never made anyone serve one with him. She had a feeling that Dumbledore was up to something, and if she wanted to or not, come tomorrow she would find out.

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