That hangover the next day was son of bitch, Astraea spent the entire morning telling people to lower their voices and then took her heading as an excuse to see Poppy.
"Morning Poppy", croaked Astraea.
"Hangover?" the healer asked, to which Astraea nodded wincing.
"You kids are so reckless just like-"
"My father? Figures"
"It's more than just a hangover isn't it?" Poppy asked handing her a vile with a potion that cures her hangover.
Astraea drank the potion, gagging a bit.
"This sucks"
"To teach you not to get drunk again", Poppy smiled. "Now what happened?"
Astraea stared at her then morphed herself to Dumbeldore causing Poppy to scream.
"Since when are you metamorphmagus?" Poppy asked.
"You tell me", Astraea said morphing back and standing up feeling much better.
"What do you know that I don't?" asked Astraea.
"What ever you mean", Poppy replied and started tidying up.
"I guess I'll talk to the headmaster then", she said and went to leave.
"Wait Miss Black", Poppy yelled after her but it was too late, she left.
She didn't bother attending classes, she had to get to the bottom of her issue as soon as possible. She reached the statue and started thinking.
"Password", the statue said.
"Yes I know", she rolled her eyes. "Sugar Quills".
The statue opened and she saluted herself for guessing on her first try. Once she reached the headmaster's office, she heard voices from the inside.
"... tell Hooch and McGonagall tonight at the third floor", she heard Dumbeldore.
"Headmaster, should Quirell be invited? He can't be trusted", she heard Snape reply.
"Speaking of which, what were you doing in the Forbidden Forest together?"
"I followed him there headmaster. Now excuse me I have a class to teach"
Astraea went to leave when the door opened revealing Snape.
"Black, what are you doing here? Don't you have potions?" Snape snarled.
"I need to talk to the headmaster", she replied.
"Why?"
"Private matter that doesn't concern anyone but the headmaster and I", she maintained eye contact and if looks can kill, she would've been long gone.
"It's okay Severus", Dumbeldore spoke. "Come in Astraea".
Snape glared at her and left.
"Have a seat", Dumbeldore told her. "Sugar snakes?"
"No thank you", she replied politely.
"Now before talking about what happened just earlier, tell me"
"What are you keeping from me? Regarding the potion that because of not taking it I can't control magic, telepathy, an now metamorphing", Astraea said frowning.
"Wait metamorphing?" Dumbeldore asked.
"Yes", she replied and morphed herself to Dumbeldore.
"Ah indeed you are metamorphmagus", replied Dumbeldore smiling in amusement. Astraea shifted back.
"That's all you're going to say?"
"Look your mother-"
"My mother?"
"Yes, she may be the right person to ask"
"No tell me now"
"Miss Black"
Astraea's eyes shifted purple and Dumbeldore's office began to shake.
"Alright alright", that calmed her down a bit. "When you were a baby, an incident happened to you. When your father was prisoned you began losing control of your magic, like now, you also started showing that you are a metamorphmagus. Your mother got scared, so with the help of Professor Snape, she brewed this potion that reduces your magic."
"Why?"
"What do you mean why Miss Black? You began losing control of your magic"
"She could've told me"
"Ah, I believe that's a conversation you have to have with her"
"Thank you Professor and I apologize for the lack of control"
"Now about earlier"
"I get to hate Snape"
"Professor Snape"
"Whatever", Astraea rolled her eyes. Dumbeldore smiled.
"Last time, he took 10 points from Gryffindor for just doing everything right and not helping everyone else"
"Well sharing is caring"
"He could've shared it himself"
Dumbeldore laughed.
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Astraea rushed to the library in search for Harry, she found him with Hermione and Ron.
"Harry... News... Bad... Snape... Quirrell", she panted out of breath.
"Quick Ron get the verbs", Harry smirked.
Astraea glared at him holding her waist trying to catch her breath. She sat down next to Hermione taking a deep breath.
"I was at Dumbeldore's office, wanted to talk to him when I heard him talking with Snape", she said. "Dumbeldore told him to tell Madam Hooch and Minnie about something tonight at the third floor"
"Well they might be checking the stone", Ron said.
"It gets worse", Astraea replied. "He asked him if it is necessary to invite Quirell, since he can't be trusted"
"It could be anything", Hermione said.
"Can I please finish before you comment?" she raised her voice a bit.
"Black.. SHHH", Madam Pince glared at her. Astraea gave thumbs up and a sarcastic smile.
"Dumbeldore asked him what was he doing in the forbidden forest with Quirell to which he replied that he followed him there then quickly dismissed himself"
They all kept staring at her.
"Well do comment", she raised her voice again.
"Black last warning", Pince glared.
"Yeah yeah okay".
"Why would he lie?" Harry asked.
"Beats me", Astraea replied.
"How were you able to go to Dumbeldore's office uninvited?" Ron asked, causing Harry and Hermione to look at her with curiosity.
"I have my ways", she smiled.
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Black Soul- George Weasley
Fiksi PenggemarIt all began on October 31, 1983, when James and Lily Potter were murdered by Lord Voldemort. Astraea remembers, in a blur, how her mother Aurora woke her up to take her to her aunt's Andromeda. She remembers them talking how her mother woke up to a...