Haylee potter and the Secret Memory

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

After we buried Dobby, I walked a few miles away from the cottage and sent a message to the others, telling them that I was alright and that they didn't need to worry. I told them to go back to burrow and then I went back to the cabin. I glanced over at the others as they started toward Ollivander's room and stopped them. Harry looked at me in confusion before I sighed" there is something I need to ask him, Harry. It's important"

" alright" He told me and I followed him upstairs. While They went to talk with the goblin Griphook, I went to speak with Ollivander. I knocked n the door and entered when i was told I could. he looked over at me with a weak smile." I'm sorry to disturb you" I told him and he sighed" Miss Potter, I was wondering when I would see you again, your brother all did save me from the death eaters, after all"

" I'm sorry, I couldn't prepare you for it" I told him truthfully and he nodded understanding.

" I was wondering something, sir, about wands" As I spoke I pulled out my own and he chuckled" You wish to know the story behind it"

" You could say that" I smiled and he nodded as I handed it to him." in my vision, My ancestor, Vincue, she had this wand as well"

" I may be old, Miss Potter but I am not old"

" Could you tell me how you came to have it, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to" I told him and he chuckled" I don't know much about it...but I do know that it was an odd find, given to me by Dumbledore I believe, said it was meant for something special." He walked over to the window and I frowned." He told asked me if a second core could be put into it and I agreed, though it was no easy task. For many years that wand sat and I wondered ' what could he mean', ' how could one person handle so much power in one wand' and then you.." he pointed at me with a smile as I glanced at the wand in my hand." A little girl with no idea who she was, the spitting image of Lily Evans. A little girl with no idea of the destiny she was born with, barely even a few days passed 11 and she already showed wisdom in her eyes. The wand chooses the wizard and this wand had chosen you, Haylee Potter, no one else, you."

" years after that I still wondered what could have been Dumbledore's inspiration to put in the second core and then....just last year, I happened to pick up the Daily prophet and one article caught my eye. The heir of Hogwarts had been found and it was none other then the child, chosen by the wand Dumbledore gave me and then I realized, the wand truly was special"

" what I don't understand, is how and why Dumbledore had it" mumbled just as a knock sounded on the door." come in" Ollivander called and Harry entered with Hermione and Ron.

" perhaps you should use that gift of yours Haylee, after all if you made it this far, it has to be pretty useful"

" thank you Mr. Ollivander" I told him and he smiled" so much like your mother, though I do see James in you, even if it is a very small part" he chuckled and I laughed before leaving the room. I slipped my wand into my pocket and went outside. I slipped off my shoes and stepped into the water. The cold water on my toes felt great...for a few minutes before I started walking. As I walked I hummed my mum's songs, I sat in the dry sand and sighed closing my eyes." what are you trying to tell me mum" I whispered before I was sucked into a vision.

" will you , Haylee Lily Potter/Walters marry I, Fred Fabien Weasley" I heard Fred ask and I nodded not trusting my own voice.

The scene around me changed and I looked around to see myself standing in the ruined area of Hogwarts. I frowned before I spotted the Weasleys a few feet away, all gathered around the bodies of two people. My eyes widened I ran over to see who it was but before I could get close enough I was pulled from the vision....but a part of me just knew who it was.

I opened my eyes, only to burst into tears." what am I doing wrong, I don't understand any of this" I whispered. A few days later, I sat n the kitchen with my eyes closed, trying to use my inner eyes but it was like every little sound made me jump and broke my concentration, it could have been the slightest noise like the creaking of the cottage or the sound of the waves hitting the cliff outside. I finally just gave up and laid my head on the table in front of me." I can't take it anymore" I cried and Hermione looked over at me.

" I'm not getting anything, not stuck in this cottage". I told her just as Harry came downstairs." please tell me you have a plan"

" we do, but sadly it involves the sword of Gryffindor"

" The sword?"

" Griphook wants it, he says that Godric stole it from the his kind" he told me and an idea came to my mind" you wouldn't happen have it, would you"

" um...yeah, why"

" I have an idea" I smiled.

A few minutes later the Sword sat in front of me and Griphook sat on the other side of the table, glaring at me with pupiless eyes. I pulled the ring off my finger and set it on the table." what exactly are you going to do Haylee?" Hermione asked but I didn't answer. I reached over and touched the handle of the sword, a gasp escaping my lips as I was pulled into the past once more.