The Enemy of my Enemy

The Farewell

This will be the last update until October; then I will start posting Year Seven.

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"Teddie."

Teddie looked around, her body ached, and her eyes were heavy with sleep. She was sitting in the Entrance Hall with her friends, Mason wrapped tightly in her arms. No one spoke, all of them too consumed with tiredness and grief to even utter a word.

Hagrid strode towards them. His face full of anguish and tears, at his side was Fang, it seemed Madam Pomfrey had managed to heal the dog up quickly.

Teddie smiled as Fang bounded to her side, licking her face, and nuzzling her cheeks as she reached up to pet him behind the ears. "Hey, boy," she said, softly. "I'm glad you're feeling better. What is it, Hagrid?"

"Professor McGonagall wan's ter see yeh," said Hagrid. "In Dumbledore's office."

"Why?"

Hagrid shrugged. "Didn' ask. She jus' asked me ter get yeh," he said.

Teddie sighed tiredly and looked around at her friends. She really didn't want to leave them, but she knew better to disobey a direct order from the Deputy Head - or was it Headmistress now?

"We can go with you, if you like?" Daphne offered.

"Nah. It's okay. I'll see you in a bit," said Teddie. She hugged Mason, kissed his head, and then stood, heading up the Marble Staircase. She disappeared at the top, following Hagrid down the corridor and up several flights of stairs.

"Yeh okay, Teddie?" Hagrid asked.

Teddie shrugged half-heartedly. No, she wasn't okay. Dumbledore was dead, Snape was in the wind, and the Horcrux was a fake. Nothing was okay after tonight.

"Wha' hap'ened isn't yeh fault, yeh kno'," said Hagrid.

Fresh tears blurred Teddie eyes. Snape had told her that, too, but still she couldn't help but feel that it was. She had been the one who had gone to get Snape, granted it had been under Dumbledore's orders, but if she had just gone against his wishes and gone to Madam Pomfrey maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't have died so violently.

Uttering the password to stone gargoyle, Hagrid allowed Teddie to step onto the revolving staircase ahead of him. The two ascended to the door together, and Hagrid knocked.

"Enter," Professor McGonagall called from the other side.

Hagrid opened the door. "Teddie Green, 'as asked Professor," he said.

Teddie stepped into the room. Immediately her eyes fell upon the new portrait that had joined the ranks of previous headmistress and headmasters of Hogwarts. Dumbledore was slumped in his seat, snoozing, while his half-moon spectacles perched on his crooked nose; he looked peaceful and untroubled.

The only difference in the office was that Fawkes perch was empty, everything else was the same as it had been only a few hours before.

"Ah, yes, Teddie," said McGonagall, waving her inside. Harry was also present, but he did not meet Teddie's gaze as she filed in beside him. "Excellent, Hagrid. If you would give me a few moments alone with the two, and then I'll call you and the other Professors in when I am ready."

"O' course," said Hagrid. He bowed out of the office, closing the door behind him.

Silence fell as McGonagall surveyed the two teenagers before her. Neither of the raised their heads, and both shuffled their feet as if waiting for a punishing.