The Secrets of The Sighted (Golden Trio Era) {3}

Secrets Spilled

Mikayla woke much earlier than the Healers had predicted, mainly because of the ruckus that Remus and Dumbledore were causing from arguing rather heatedly by her bedside. Mikayla's eyebrows furrowed as her a splitting migraine that had settled itself upon her left eyebrow, and all the yelling wasn't helping. "You're asking too much, you've risked her life too many times, you crossed the line by forcing her to make an unbreakable vow and I know for a fact Enya and Sirius would've killed for half of the stuff you've subjected her to, and even suggesting this after everything he's put her through I'm considering it."

Mikayla opened her eyes, blinking away the blurriness of her sleep, "And don't get me started on you asking me to help her become an Animagus, that process could kill her alone at her age!" Mikayla shifted and sat up a bit about to speak but Remus quickly stopped her from saying anything by passing on the Healers words, "Mikayla, you're not allowed speak for a week or the damage of your vocal cord will be irreversible." Mikayla frowned at the news but nodded nonetheless, her eyes moved from Remus' face that was contorted with concern to Dumbledore's almost blissful expression.

Mikayla got a bad metallic tasting lump in her throat, but kept her expression neutral as she watch Dumbledore, raising a questioning eyebrow for him to voice what she had overheard. "I want you to visit Fergal O'Brien in Azkaban." Mikayla's eyebrows sky rocketed at Dumbledore's statement, she went to open her mouth before reminding herself that she has been put on voice arrest, so she simply shook her head no. "Miss Black, you must do this, it will benefit us greatly in the future, Fergal withholds a memory that I need to help Harry on his future mission." Mikayla scoffed silently and rolled her eyes at Dumbledore's style of negotiation and could only think of one way to get her emotions across without speaking, so she flipped him off while shaking her head no.

"Miss Black, you agreed to protect Harry." Mikayla got to her feet, against Remus' protest, to walk over to Dumbledore before grabbing the invisibility cloak off of Harry, Ron and Hermione, all of which looked rather rattled and angry. Mikayla took her blue bag off of Ron pulling out the whiteboard that she uses for her training itinerary and a whiteboard marker. 'I said no. Do it yourself.' Mikayla scribbled down and flashed the board at the Headmaster, just as Fred entered the room looking from Mikayla to Dumbledore to what is written on her whiteboard and instantly moves to Mikayla's side to support her.

"What's going on here?" Fred asks as he walks Mikayla back over to the bed without any argument from her because she didn't feel all that stable on her feet. "Dumbledore wants Mikayla to go visit Fergal. She refused and apparently has been forced to make an unbreakable vow with him, and wants her to become an Animagus even if it could kill her, but we don't know what that is about." Ron answered as him, Harry and Hermione joined Remus and Fred settled at Mikayla's bedside, the five of them staring Dumbledore down. "And you will find out until much later. Mikayla has swore against revealing the contents of the Unbreakable Vow until I see fit and will die if she tries to." Dumbledore told them and looked completely content with the situation, even if he was on his own in his belief, he seemed pretty confident.

"Miss Black, you do not have a choice, you said that you would protect Harry, you swore to it, Fergal's memory is vital to the next years events." Mikayla wiped away her words and began to scribble viciously, 'I always have a choice, Professor. The memory you want is too dangerous for you to possess, I do not trust it with you and I will not fetch it for you.' It was Dumbledore's turn to show a shocked expression and his eyes darken slightly. "I am your leader, you will do what I tell you!" Mikayla once again flipped Dumbledore off, 'You are no leader of mine, I follow Harry. And I promised him to take care of myself first.' Mikayla straightened up showing just how adamant that she was about no going to visit Fergal. Harry read what Mikayla had and looked at her in disbelief that she was taking this promise to heart and standing up against Dumbledore.

"Your refusal breaks the vow." Dumbledore warned and Mikayla smirked at him and raised a challenging eyebrow at him, 'wouldn't be breathing if it did. Now, I'd like you to leave before I have to call security'. Dumbledore seemed surprise that Mikayla wasn't back down, Mikayla leaned down about to press the call button before Dumbledore disapparated from the room. Mikayla let out a large breath of air and laid back against the headboard while resting her hand on her chest, showing just how much of a front she just put on to stick her guns. Fred chuckles lightly while placing a kiss on the top of Mikayla's head, "deep breaths, love." He instructed quietly.

Mikayla began gulping down multiple large breaths of air, before her racing heart settled down. "How much can you tell us about what we just heard?" Harry asked Mikayla, who cleared her whiteboard before scribbling down her answer, 'nothing. Other than I made an Unbreakable Vow with Dumbledore as I didn't believe I had a choice, I was wrong.' They all slowly nodded their heads, "when did you do this?" Hermione asked because surely she would've noticed Mikayla's absence. '7th of September, 1996. Dumbledore sent an house elf to fetch me after everyone had gone to sleep.' Mikayla explained firstly and then when she remembered her mental state around that time.

What she wrote down next was just to jogged their memory of her silent turmoil around the time. 'I had just been giving the book of my abilities and Dumbledore wanted to ensure that I wouldn't abuse my new powers. I wasn't allowed share my prophecies with you anymore that's why I felt so lost.' Harry looked at the blonde guiltily after finding out this snippet of news, "right, I'm dropping out of lessons with him, how do I know that he won't try to take advantage of your vows limits?" Harry stated suddenly but was met with Mikayla's head shaking violently no.

Mikayla was scribbling violently before flipping over her whiteboard to show off her rushed scrawl, 'you need to do these lessons. I know you see Dumbledore a little differently now, but he assured me that all of this is to help protect you and prepare you for what's coming.' Harry frowned at these words and Mikayla knew it was because he was worried about her. "And he can't force you do anything under you vow?" Remus asks as he was also trying to gage what response this warrants and Mikayla smiled gently as wrote, 'no.' The group seemed at much more ease at this information and when a wild yawn contorted Mikayla's face, they all agreed to leave her to rest, with the exception of Fred.

The rest of the gang came into the room in pairs to check on Mikayla and wishing her well. They all spent about ten minutes talking to the blonde, giving her the plans of the order how they'll have an officer posted outside the room for the night. Once everyone got to see Mikayla, she and Fred finally relaxed and were ready to sleep until the door swung open. It was one of Healers with a rather old looking house elf, who was carrying a silver tray with a bowl of soup and water, both of which greeted Mikayla with a gentle smile.

"Hello, I'm Claire Adkins, and this is Yogi. How are feeling, Miss Black?" Mikayla shrugged while did a so so gesture, before scribbling down that it was nice to meet them, that her throat was a little sore and her hand is cramping from all writing. "Yes, well I won't require you from writing too much, as for your throat I can give you a potion for the pain but nothing too strong." Mikayla smiled brightly and nodded thanks to the Healer as Yogi put the tray on the over bed table before sliding it towards Mikayla. Mikayla mouths thank you to the elf, who beams at her thanks and shook Mikayla's presented hand before they left the room.

"I'm glad to see that you are taking your voice arrest very seriously, most would try to argue against it." Mikayla just brushed off the comment but gently smile as to egg the Healer to continue, "on top of your voice arrest you'll be on a liquid diet for a week. After that don't do anything too strenuous vocally like sing for another week, and then you'll be as right as rain." Mikayla scribbled confirmation that she understood the terms of her recovery while also thanking the Healer before she had left.

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