Lyla's POV
All I really clearly remember before I blacked out was the attack. It happened so fast - one minute, I was fighting with Mia (my nickname for Hermione), and the next I was out like a light.
I woke up tied in a rope (rude) and Mia was no where to be seen.
"MIA! MIA! MIA!" I yelled without thinking.
"LY! IT'S OK! I'M HERE!" Mia yelled back.
"WHERE?" I yelled, concerned for my only friend.
"Shush, I am here, I promise. I'm behind the second of the two doors. I woke up first, and they tried to interview me, but I said that I wouldn't do anything without you. Theres a small hole in the door, that's what I'm speaking through." Mia calmly said, soothing me.
She wasn't able to warn me in time for a pair of soft hands to yank me on my feet.
"LY!" Mia yelled as I was gagged, unable to speak.
I was thrashing like a wild animal, desperate to see the identity of my captor. A boy, I think Professor Dumbeldore called him Potter, gagged Mia too.
I was shoved into the first door, with Mia on my tail. We were thrown into two roughly made seats by a table. The room had no windows and was poorly lit by a single candle that flickered delicately in the middle of the table. The room smelt like fire and rotting flesh. And one other thing.
What was it?It was like...the smell of tears. Human tears, yes, but other things.... was that... Phoenix tears?
It can't be... Phoenixes are basically impossible to domesticate. They are wild and take an iron fist to train.
The gags were ripped off our mouths and the two Dark Spears left. The minute the door closed, and we heard the clunk of a lock turning, Mia spun to face me. We said the same thing in unison;
"Phoenix tears."
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Hermione's POV
"But how? Phoenixes are basically impossible to find, never mind domesticate. They are one of the rarest creatures in Britain, besides the Lily flower JangSplapts." Ly says with a mixed look of awe and disbelief.
After making a point of rolling my eyes at the existence of the so called 'Lily Flower JangSplapts', I remember something from my favourite book, Hogwarts: A history.
"LY! Do you remember our reading thing in the library? When we were trying to find the most obscure knowledge from Hogwarts: A History?" I ask a rather confused Ly.
"Yes?"
"And do you remember how I won?"
"Oh my god this is ridiculous. Of course I remember, it was about information on the Dumbeldore family. Their family crest." Ly said while rolling her eyes and looking annoyed.
"Exactly! The Dumbeldore family crest has a-" I begin.
"Phoenix!" Ly finishes.
"So he must have a connection to Phoenixes!" I said, proud of myself and Ly (we make an amazing team in case you didn't notice.)
"Very clever, Miss Granger. I must say, I'm not surprised you and Miss Lovegood are tied top of the class." Professor Dumbeldore says as he walks in.
"Professor Dumbeldore, sir." I say with a curt nod.
"I have a couple of questions for you two. If you answer all of them truthfully, perhaps I can forgive your little temper tantrum earlier, mh?" Professor Dumbeldore said as he leaned against the doorframe.
He silently handed us two bottles of Verutasirum as he sat down on a throne I hadn't previously noticed.
"Must we drink this, sir?" Ly asked with worry on her face.
"It's that or I torture Miss Granger. Take your pick; I don't care." Dumbeldore said while filling his nails.
Lyla chugged the whole thing without hesitation. I quickly followed suit.
"Now tell me Miss Granger, how did you find that meeting place?" Dumbeldore smirked.
"Dudley Dursley, Hannah Abbott, Graham, Neville Longbottom invited us to come with them." The words seemed forced out of my mouth.
Dumbeldore gave a devilish grin.
We were in a lot of trouble.
To be continued...
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Dudley Dursly and the Philosopher's Stone
FanfictionThe wizarding world is in ruin. Dumbeldore is close to eliminating all muggles. All hope is lost. Wait a second, that doesn't happen till seventh year! Let's go back a bit, shall we? I'm Dudley Dursley/Black. I live with my Mum Petunia, my half sis...