Extraordinary (Sign it Series; BOOK 2)

Chapter 42

Maddy brought her Quidditch gear to class the next day, knowing she only had a short time between the end of her last class and her tutoring session to get changed.

Maddy convinced Simon to try and find a book in Portuguese in the Library while she was busy, and bring it to the Common Room. (The Hogwarts Library had an international section that had books in just about every language imaginable. The Welsh books were located in a separate section, however, along with the Gaelic books, since more students knew to speak those languages).

Maddy marched into Ms. Daisley's room, swinging her bat, fully dressed in Quidditch robes.

She stopped in the doorway, noticing something off. Sitting beside Ms. Daisley, plopping a lemon sherbet in his mouth, was Albus Dumbledore.

Hello, sir. Maddy signed after she put down her stuff in the corner, before sitting herself atop Ms. Daisley's desk, something she had grown accustomed to doing.

"Hello, Miss Lupin," said Dumbledore, "I hope you aren't bothered by my sudden appearance, but I have something I would like to attempt."

That's not ominous, signed Maddy, which made Dumbledore chuckle slightly.

"Lovely as always, Miss Lupin," he took out his wand, a dark stick with little bulges every so often up the side, "hold out your hands please."

Maddy turned to Ms. Daisley, who gave a curt nod of approval, and held out her hands, palms up.

Dumbledore tapped his wand to both her hands, muttering quietly that most people wouldn't have been able to hear. Maddy, due to her exceptional hearing, however, heard. "Sonus."

"Sign anything, if you please."

Anything.

It took a second, and then it happened. A booming voice, which sounded like a girl her own age, echoed through the room, "Anything." Maddy nearly fell off the desk, looking around trying to find the source of the sound. She signed another sentence, and just like before, the booming voice echoed through the room, "What was that?"

Maddy signed a not-so-school friendly word that also personified itself, followed by an apology.

"I see it works," said Ms. Daisley.

"Are you going to explain it?"

"It's quite similar to the reading aloud spell that you use on parchment, but instead of speaking the words on the paper, it speaks the signs."

"Oh,"

"I wouldn't consider it very reliable, Ms. Lupin," said Dumbledore, "Hence the reason I have never showed it to you before today. I do, however, find it not too unreasonable that you should use it on the pitch, to help communicate better with your teammates."

"Two questions," began Maddy, "firstly, how long does the spell last. And secondly, everyone beside Kirke is somewhat adequate in sign, or at least making an attempt to learn it. We haven't been doing well communicating because Kirke refuses to try and talk with me, he's become so dependent on Simon, or Allie, or anyone who's with me that day that he feels like he's better than me in a way. That he's automatically better than me because I'm disabled and he's not, so sorry if I'm sounding pompous or entitled, but I don't want to give him the luxury of me using this spell. He refuses to be kind and listen to me because I need to communicate in a different way, than he's at fault, not me. And I won't be the one Gryffindor hates if we lose, because he'll be the one at fault."

Though Maddy's speech was laced with emotions, the words came out a monotone drawl.

"Also, I hate that I sound monotone," she added with a small smile.