Wicked Lestrange

Slughorn

Cassondra's POV

We walked to Dumbledore who just stood and stared at an advertisement on the wall. We stood on either side of him.
" You've been reckless this summer, Harry." Dumbledore stated.
" I like riding around on trains. It helps me forget." Harry told him.
" And you Miss Lestrange?" Dumbledore asked me.
" First and only time." I told him.

He held out both his arms.
" Take my arm." He told us.
I didn't hesitate to grab his arm. Harry looked back at the diner where the waitress was standing waiting for him.
" You will do as I say, Harry." Dumbledore said sternly.
" Yeah come on Hazza, this is way more interesting." I encourage him.

Harry grabbed Dumbledore's arm and we apparated from the platform. We landed on a cobble street in the middle of a nice looking neighborhood. Harry put his hands on his knees and gaged.

" We just apparated didn't we?" Harry asked.
" Ladies and gentlemen the new Sherlock Holmes." I mumbled under my breath.
Harry narrow his eyes at me.
" Yes and quite successfully I might add. Most people vomit their first time." Dumbledore told Harry ignoring my comment.
" Come on Haz now your just milking it. Let's go." I slapped the back of Harry's head who was still bent over.

Harry didn't have time to rebuttal because Dumbledore started walking down the street. I followed after him, so did Harry. We reached a big house.
" Wands out." Dumbledore instructed.
Harry pulled his wand out of his pants. I gave him a cocky smirk and flicked my wrist and my wand appeared in my hand.
" Show off." Harry grumbled.

We slowly made our way in the house. It was completely destroyed. Something dripped on Harry's head. Dumbledore wiped it off and licked it. I gaged.
" Dragon's blood." Dumbledore identified the mystery substance.

We walked towards the living room. Like the rest of the house it was turned up sided down except one blue and white striped chair. Dumbledore poked it with his wand and a head popped out.
" Merlins beard!" He shouted.
A middle aged man started slowly emerging from the couch.

" Hello Horace." Dumbledore greeted the man.
" No need to distransfigure me Albus! How did you know it was me?" The man asked.
" Dragons blood." Dumbledore stated.

Horace looked passed Dumbledore and saw Harry and took immediate interest.
" Oh ho?" Horace forced Harry's introduction.
" Oh yes I guess introductions are in order. Horace this is Harry. And this young lady is Cassondra Lestrange. Children this is my old friend Horace Slughorn." Dumbledore introduced us.

" Nice to meet you." Slughorn shook both of our hands.
" And you sir." Harry said back.
I smiled politely and shook his hand back.
" Sorry for the theatrics Horace. You weren't expecting someone else were you?" Dumbledore asked.

" Someone else I don't know what you mean." Slughorn badly lied.
Dumbledore gave him a look.
" Alright fine. Death eaters have been trying to recruit me for over a year. Do you know what that's like. You can only say no so many times. So I don't stay in the same place more then a week." Slughorn explained.

" Your number 2!" I exclaimed.
" Excuse me?" Slughorn asked as Harry and Dumbledore gave me a confused look.
" Well back when I was with- well" I coughed     " They mentioned recruiting two people one being Ollivander and number 2. Your number 2." I explained.

" Very good Miss Lestrange. Your offer is easier to accept everyday." Dumbledore praised me.
" Thanks." I shortly replied.
" The muggles who own this place are in the Canary Islands." Slughorn return back to the original conversation.

" Well we should put it back in order for them." Dumbledore said.
" Yes of course." Slughorn agreed.

They lifted their wands and started cleaning the place up.
" Miss Lestrange would you mind fixing that cabinet over there. Without your wand perhaps." Dumbledore whispered the last part.
" Sure." I placed my wand in my pocket.

I lifted my hands and fixed the China cabinet. Horace immediately took interest in my purple magic. I fixed a few more things to show off my magic, thinking that's what Dumbledore wanted me to do. Soon the house looked brand new.

" Well that was fun. Mind if I use the loo?" Dumbledore asked.
" Oh yes of course." Slughorn said.
Dumbledore walked down the hall leaving us with Slughorn. We stood in an awkward silence.

" You look a lot like your father. Except the eyes you have-" Slughorn started.
" My mother eyes." Harry finished.
" Oh Lily. Lovely Lily. Extremely gifted especially being a muggle-born." Slughorn told Harry.

I winced when he made the comment about Lily being muggle-born.
" One of my best friends is muggle-born. She's top of the class." Harry defended.
" Oh no. Don't think I'm prejudice no no. Your mother was one of my absolute favorites. Look there she is right in the front." Slughorn pointed to a shelve with pictures.

We walked over to the shelve.
" All mine of course." Slughorn began showing off his students.
My eyes went to a picture of my mom, Cissy, Andromeda and Lucius. I ran my fingers over my aunts face.

" Oh yes the black sisters. No stronger sibling bond there was. And of course Narcissa husband Lucius. Talented boy, a lot of ambition." Slughorn stared at the picture.
"You do look like your aunt Narcissa. But no question your Bellatrix's daughter. Same hair, face structure everything but your eyes." Slughorn told me.

" My eyes are my own special aspect. Just like my magic I guess." I turned to face him.
" Yes....I-" He started but was interrupted by seeing Harry eye another picture.
" Regulus Black. Very good seeker and great student. Such a shame. His brother Sirius escaped Azkaban. I taught the whole Black Family except Sirius." Slughorn said before eyeing me.

" Are you in Slytherin dear?" He asked.
" Yes I am." I replied shortly.
These words seemed to really sink into him.
Dumbledore came back in the room holding a magazine.
" Mind if I take this Horace. I do love knitting patterns." Dumbledore asked.

" Of course not. Your not leaving are you?" Slughorn asked.
" I think I know a lost cause when I see one. Shame you could have really bonded with my friends Harry and Cassy. Anyway let's go children." Dumbledore waved for us to leave.

I walked around Slughorn and walked to Dumbledore Harry just behind me. We walked out of the house. Wait- did Dumbledore call me Cassy? Instead of Miss Lestrange or Cassondra. Progress.

Suddenly Horace ran out of the house.
" Alright! I'll come back. But I want I bigger office not that broom closet I had last time. And I expect a raise! This are mad times we are leaving in! Mad!" He yelled.
" That we are." Dumbledore agreed.

We walked farther down the street.
" Harry, Cassy when he starts to teach at Hogwarts he will try to collect you. Now take my arm." Dumbledore instructed.
He looked at Harry.
" I am sorry about the girl Harry. She was truly very pretty." Dumbledore told him.

" Don't worry sir. I'll go back tomorrow make up some excuse." Harry reassured.
" Count me out." I told Harry.
" Oh you won't be going back. Neither will you Cassy." Dumbledore said before apparating.

Me and Harry landed in a grassy field. Dumbledore was no where in sight. I groaned and stood up. About 20 feet away there it stood in all its glory. A place I have only heard stories about but immediately knew that it was it.

The Burrow.