Demigoddess in a Wizarding World

Chapter 8

A body was found in the woods. Not anyone's body, a very important body. None one cried for him. He didn't have any family left. It was a bit of a surprise. No one was exactly sure who a had done it. Of course, Harry had instantly figured Draco Malfoy had killed him. Others thought maybe Sirius Black did, but Perci, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George knew that wasn't true.

The body was Barty Crouch. As to who had killed him, well, no one knew. It had happened the night of the second task when everyone was celebrating. Dumbledore had quickly hushed it up from the students and everyone else, but Perci was not satisfied. Whatever it was that killed Crouch can and most likely will hurt her friends.

So, Perci decided to take this to Dumbledore. Maybe they might send out a search party or two to look for the beast. The night after the finding of the Minister official's body Perci left her common room and made her way through the halls and to Dumbledore's office. Perci stood in front of a large stone Gargoyle that glowered down at her. It stood guard in front of a circular staircase. Perci could just duck under the Gargoyle and go up the stairs, but she was sure the stone creature would put up a fight.

Harry had once told her that a password was needed to get up into the office and that it was often related to sweets. So, Perxi began naming ones off the top of her head. "Bertie Bott's Every Flavoured Beans, licorice wand, saltwater taffy, chocolate frog, Gerbles, lemon drops..." The Gargoyle moved, giving her a clear path to the stairs. Perci grinned, "I'll have to remember that one."

She climbed the winding stairs up into the headmaster's office. Perci knocked on the door. No one answered. Perci stood there for a few minutes, knowing that it would be impolite to barge in, but she was starting to get frustrated.

"Okay, Headmaster, I really hope you're decent cause I'm coming in." Perci said before she pushed open the doors with all her might. The room was not like one she has ever seen. was a large and beautiful circular room, full of little noises. A number of silver instruments stood on tables, whirring and emitting little puffs of smoke. The walls were covered with portraits of old headmasters and headmistresses, all of whom were snoozing gently in their frames. There was also an enormous, claw-footed desk, and, sitting on a shelf behind it, a shabby, tainted wizard's hat -the Sorting Hat. She could also see a sort of podium looking thing with what seemed to be water with black smoke swirling around in it. A glass case hovered above it, small bottles balled in the case. Dumbledore was no where to be seen.

Perci could only emit a: "Holy shit." Perci walked around the large room with a grin on her face. She'd have to come up here again with Fred and George next time. Perci went over the the pedestal and looked into it. She took out her wand and pushed the black smoke around with its tip. It entranced her, the black smoke, she wanted to get closer. Perci's head moved so close it almost touched the water.

The smoke danced around her eyes. Perci stood up straight and looked around, checking to see if anyone might've been watching, she just kind of got that nagging feeling at the moment. Perci hesitantly ducked her head under the water and immediately felt as though she was falling.

Dumbledore, from behind her, had a sad look on his face. Perci was going to see the day Dumbledore found out about the truth. She was about to find something that would change her life and those around her forever and there was nothing to be done. Dumbledore left his office. He did not want to be there when she found out. When she found everything out.

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Perci fell; she fell right through clouds and a roof. She landed in a plush chair in front of two men, Dumbledore and Sirius Black. Sirius looked like hell, but had a determined look on his face. Dumbledore didn't look much older or younger. He looked the exact same as he did the last time she saw him, except the clothes. Sirius Black was stuffing things into a rucksack while Dumbledore lounged in the chair beside her.