Secret Child of Bellatrix Lestrange

Chp 47

My hand has started to heal again. The scar was going away. You could still see the words but it's not bloody like it's been. Professor umbridge has scarred tons of children and still refuses to let us use our wands. The ministry has made tons of crap rules. She was appointed High Inquisitor giving her the job of inspecting all teachers.

Harry was get real tired of her to. Him and Hermione put together a group to teach them defense spells. That's when umbridge banned all clubs. Not that that's stopping us. We've had one meeting at the three broomsticks. We need a better place though. I suggest the room of requirement. I'd been using it for the past few years anyways. We get there and walk in. There are mats and all the stuff we would need. Harry and Hermione looks dumbfounded. I smile thinking of all the times I've been here.

Umbridge hates Harry. She banned him from quidditch. He loves quidditch! She on to us. We have chosen to call ourselves Dumbledoors army.
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I'm sitting on umbridges class when we hear a loud noise in the hall. She storms it to find the two red heads on their brooms.

"You know Fred I think our talents are better suited else where," says George.

"I agree," replies Fred.

They fly higher into the air. They throw these things into the air resulting in fireworks springing into the air. They fly down the hall and out the doors. Umbridge is having a fit.

"Back in class," she snaps at us.

We quit cheering for the twins and head back into class.
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I wake up to a startling dream. I was standing in a large room full of sphere like bottles. I had a snake on the floor next to me. I began to talk in parstletounge. The snake head towards a red head on the ground. The man let out a scream and I abruptly wake up.

I look around and realize I'm still in my dorm. I wake up Hermione and we sneak out to the common room. I explain the dream to her and she had a lot of questions about the man.

"That's Ron's dad!" She yells.

Moment later Harry comes out of his dorm look as frazzled as me.

"It's my Ron's dad," Harry yells, "He's hurt."

I gulp knowing now that the man in my dream was also Ron's dad. Hermione looks at me.

"Lexi had a dream about him too," Hermione says.

"I was in this place full of glowing things on a shelf," I start.

"Like spheres?" Harry asks.

"Yah," I say, "but I was standing next this snake and I was speaking in parstletounge egging the snake to attack the man that I now know to be Ron's dad."

"You speak parstletounge?" Harry asks.

My breath hitches. "Uh no I guess I did in the dream," I lie.

"In my dream I just watched what you described," Harry said.

I look over at Ron. He looks horrified at me. Harry and Hermione go to tell dumbledoor.

"So you egged the snake onto my dad?" Ron asks.

"I couldn't really stop myself," I say trying yo make it better, "I swear I would never do that."

He looks at me slightly bitter.

"I couldn't stop myself," I say, "I feel seriously bad."

"Yah I guess you wouldn't," he said reluctantly.

"I also didn't know it was your dad but even if it wasn't I would literally never do that to someone,"I plead.

He gives me a smile then comes over and hugs me. I was a little taken back by that at first. I didn't think he would forgive me that easily.

Harry comes back in a little later saying Dumbledoor wanted to talk to me. I nod my head and leave down the hall with Harry.

I get to his office and i explain what happened again. He nods his head as I talked.

"Harry please give us a moment," Dumbledoor says having Harry leave the room.

"Now lexi do you happen to know your connection to the dark lord," he asks.

I sit and think for a second. I want to tell him the truth but I decide against it. I shrug trying to stay concerned. He nods and I guess believing me.

"Well I suppose you should head back to bed. Please send Harry in. Goodnight," he says.

I get up and tell Harry to go back in. I walk back to my dorm and lay in my bed. I try to go to sleep and fail. I spend the night thinking over that dream. Does dumbledoor think I was the dark lord in that dream? Why would he ask me about that. I also think there is something Harry isn't telling us about his side of the dream I just don't know what.