Chapter Eleven- A Mishap With Fire

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"I already told you, James, I know what I am doing! I know how to make this potion I don't need your help!"

"Trust me you will need my help if you don't want it to explode. Your father was known for blowing up things here so let me do it."

"Shut up James, it's my turn!" Shannon screams.

As Professor Slughorn walks over to see what the problem is James says, "Why can't you just let me be right for once? Oh, that's right because you're half Irish and you have  a bad temper!"

Shannon gets so angry that she throws a fireball past Slughorn's ear saying, "I told you to leave me alone James Sirius, now look what you made me do!"

Slughorn rushes over and puts the fire out then repairs the damaged classroom saying, "Class dismissed early today, and Miss. Finnigan, please come with me to the headmistress's office."

"Yes, sir," she answers.

When they arrive in Mcgonagall's office she says, "Miss. Finnigan, I believe I know exactly why you are and it is because you are like your father. Please sit down your mother has given me something to show you if the time ever came."

She takes me over to a funny looking bowl and pulls out a vile pouring it in then shoves my head in as the inky black substance forms into memories I watch different scenes of my father

"Please make yourself comfortable Mr. Finnegan, and have a seat."

"First of all were you born with these powers or cursed with them?"

"I was born with them me mum said that it was a side effect of her marrying a muggle. I'm a half-blood."

"Mr. Finnegan, you do know that you could get in lots of trouble with the ministry if they ever knew that powers like yours existed without training. This kind of power is considered to be dangerous and never even heard of before, parseltongue is rare but your ability to produce fire is extremely and undoubtedly unheard of."

"Yes professor, I am aware."

"Your powers will only continue to grow as time goes by there is beauty in them, but also grave danger. Fear will be your enemy. You must learn to control your temper or the consequences for you losing your temper could be fatal! Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, I do."

Seamus takes the empty space next to me and I tense up at his sudden contact with my bare skin, his hand is burning hot unlike his usual warmth in his hand. It seems to be different now because he's around me almost like he's hormonal or something, but his behavior is normal however his body heat doesn't match his personality right now.

Seamus's hand brushes mine and all of a sudden a hot sensation burns on my hand causing me to cry out in pain, "OW!"

"Please make yourself comfortable Mr. Finnegan, and have a seat."

"Is there a reason why Mr. Thomas has brought you to our office this evening Mr. Finnigan?"

"Yes, Professor, there is and it has to do with my fire powers."

"You said you were born with these powers in your second year yes?"

"Yes, Professor, I did."

"What seems to be the trouble this time Mr. Finnigan? Something with your powers?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

"My powers are getting stronger and harder to control. When I am around Elizabeth Malfoy my powers screw up my emotions and make my powers go haywire, I...I...accidently burned her but it was only in the first degree."

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