Hogwarts Legacy : A Sixth Year Continuation

Chapter Fifteen : The Hill

I had made a plan. At first mentally, then once I was back with my journal, I'd write it.
I sat upon a hill that housed a large abandoned castle as I rolled the mandrake leaves into a long skinny cigarette. Watching the golden morning melt into a pink evening. Hogwarts becoming a black shadow in front of me.

- Find out what Ruby , Sallow and Luka all want and why they want it
- Find out what connects Mammy and my dreams
-Find out why it is connected to Anne's cure, and why Sallow wouldn't just ask me about it rather than sneak around

This was all well and good. But I had to come up with a plan that would solidify means to an end. My first thought was of spying. I had to find a way to spy that wouldn't include the disillusionment charm. Sallow had taught me how to do it as he was particularly skilled in that area. I supposed that was how he kept popping up everywhere I didn't need him to be. These charms relied on keeping still , creeping and stealth. I needed something more reliable. I could potentially look at purchasing or making a Draught of invisibility. Harder to come by and expensive I could only use these on special occasions. That wouldn't work.

I took the tip of my wand to the skinny cigarette letting it singe the tip till it finally lit. A puff of grass green smoke emanating from the tip. As I inhaled the herbs I felt all of my knots unwinding. And my mind drifted away from my plan without my control.
Why was Sebastian annoyed with Luka kissing me? Surely he hated me and didn't care who I kissed. He surley knew the only reason Luka did it was to get into my head. If I was so evil why didn't he just Crucio the cure to Anne's curse from me? I thought to the year before. He killed his own uncle for getting in the way of the dark magic he believed would cure Anne. Why not the same for me?

I inhaled again letting my mind go down whichever avenue it pleased. Mammy in the basement, Mammy with a potion , Mammy burying something beneath the tree in the yard. I longed to see what she was hiding. How did she manage to get the potion without knowledge of the wizarding world? Why was I only remembering these seemingly crucial memories now ? I closed my eyes and just like Onai said , it happened.

Snow fell heavily. I was in the yard of my home in Galway. Mammy wasn't there. There was no owl in the tree. The snow was deflected by the warming charm I wore round my body. I looked around. I appeared to be alone. Without knowing why my body moved toward the tree and I fell to my knees at it's base. I withdrew my wand. The cherry wand I had purchased at Ollivanders after my first day at Hogwarts. "Revelio".

I could see a large shape. About the size of the trunk I'd take to school , buried under the earth.

An ear splitting cracking noise and Ominis Gaunt appeared.

"Please Kitty, I can explain!"

The blinding fuchsia of the sunset dazzled me , dragging me away from the icy vision. My Premonition. I had my wand that had chosen me in Ollivanders instead of the old scabby one I had found in the forest behind mine and Mammy's cottage. Ominis was there. This was still to come.
I ground the stub of the mandrake toke into the grass beneath me. I suddenly felt very chilly in the warm autumn air. What was Ominis to explain? How had he apparated to my home? My chest felt heavy. Ominis was going to do something to disappoint me.

Darkness had fallen over the Highland landscape. I was still sat on the hill. Unable to escape my own mind. I managed to drag myself from the ground supposing my free twenty four hours before class tomorrow hadn't been completely wasted.
"Lumos"

The tip of my wand led me along the grassy hill. My broomstick had flown itself to my dormitory, seemingly not loyal enough to wait for me being dragged from the black lake two days before. In hindsight I wished I'd just gone back and gotten it instead of walking over the moors, but it needed to be taught a lesson, plus I had wanted to prolong bumping into Ruby Sloan for as long as possible before I decided the best way to act around her. The night air was clean and dewy. If my premonition was correct snow would be falling in Ireland at the time of my return home. Which in reality was very unhelpful as it had snowed in April one year, so really anytime from next week till the spring...
As my mind drifted to the home which I had not returned to since Mammy had passed, and where Professor Fig had come for me, an eerie feeling washed over my body.
I looked around. The moor was still. Over the hill I could hear the villagers in Hogsmeade milling around and a distant flap of wings.
I was alone.
I started walking again , but there it was. Like a frost creeping up my spine. All the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. Someone was behind me I knew it.
My grip tightened on my wand and I whipped round.
Far up on the hill where I was sat just minutes before was a man. Blonde , tall all in black, wand in his hand.
He couldn't have been old. Maybe twenty-five at the most , but it was hard to tell from so far away. Slowly he started to stalk toward me. Not running but walking with purpose. Every bone in my body was screaming at me to start running, or to at least lift my wand and do something. I even thought of shouting "Hello" but this person didn't look as if they were interested in talking.
He was fifty foot from me now.
I had to act.
Forty.
Move Kitty for fuck's sake. But my feet were rooted to the grass.
Thirty.
I finally managed to raise my wand up but nothing was happening. He mirrored my movements he was more distinguishable now.
Twenty.
Who did he look like ?
Ten.
Too late. The man didn't even move his lips. His wand whipped forward casting heavy metal chains that dug into my ankles, knocking me onto my back. My wand was knocked to the side.
"Who are you?" I spat at the man scrambling for my wand but it had rolled too far away.