The Lost Black (The Predestined Trilogy - Bk 1) (A HP FanFic)

Chapter 19: Amelia's Assorted Glitter

 I ended up locking myself in my room for the remainder of Christmas Day, using my studies to help me forget about nearly being choked to death earlier as well as learning of a group that wants me dead because I'm a Seer.

Sometimes, I really do wonder if coming to this world was a blessing or a curse.

Tonks came later that night for Christmas dinner and thanked me for getting her a basketball, though she didn't know what it was initially, but figured it had to do with the muggle sport she was interested in. I promised her that once summer hits, I'll take her to a basketball court that was a few blocks away and show her how to play.

As Mom had said, Hank was placed under some sleeping spell and notified the household of his new status so no one accidentally tries to wake him up. Obviously, she left out most of details as to why, and kept it short and sweet. When Mrs. Weasley asking the 'why', Mom somehow dodged it and said that she thought she smelled something in the kitchen burning, thus sending Mrs. Weasley in a slight worry as she ran into the kitchen.

Since I had seen them together, that night was the first I saw Sirius actively sit away from Mom. He was quiet throughout dinner until Harry or one of the other kids asked him something, and then he would flash on a smile for them and pretended everything was okay.

But was it okay? I could only imagine what Sirius must be going through and his conflicting emotions about Hank, Mom, and me alone. And keeping all of the Seer stuff of Mom and me from everyone else must be weighing down on him. I know it is for me.

The rest of the holiday was more or less the same. Hermione had taken it upon herself to help me study, and in return I helped her study by quizzing her. I have now come to accept that I will never not be studying and that even when I'm dead, I'll still be studying. It really stunk that I couldn't practice magic at Grimmauld anymore, but I reminded myself that once I turn seventeen next year, I'll be free to practice all the time I want.

Mom stuck to herself, not even talking to Sirius or anyone else. I've been finding her more and more with her nose in a book and charming a quill to take her notes. One evening, Remus pulled me aside and asked what was going on between Sirius and Mom, but I only answered with a shrug as I truly didn't know what to say.

Before we knew it, it was the last day of the holiday and almost everyone was in high spirits as Mr. Weasley was release from St. Mungo's. Everyone, except Harry, Sirius, and Mom. I had my suspicious about Harry and Sirius, considering that I overheard that Snape had paid Harry a visit earlier, probably about the Occlumency lessons he was going to be giving Harry. On that night, after dinner, Mom came into my room, shut the door, and gave me a nice little warning while I was packing.

"I think you should stop participating in the D.A.," she said, sitting on Tonk's messy bed. "It's going to get you in more trouble and may disrupt the timeline."

"You might as well tell me not to have fun," I frowned. "Come on, Mom. Really? It's one of the few things that I actually enjoy doing there, considering that Umbridge has nearly taken over the school. I've been careful! I've been a good student, mostly," I added that last part with a mutter. "I've been catching up and studying really hard. I even have the teachers reconsidering their doubt of me taking OWLs! Why can't I do this one little thing?"

"Like I said, it will disrupt the timeline, and that's all that matters."

"Oh, is it?" I snapped. "Last I check, Sirius didn't have a daughter that was sorted into Slytherin that was also a Seer. But now, everyone knows Sirius has a daughter - that's me, hello - and that she was sorted into Slytherin but is still friends with Harry Freaking Potter! Pretty sure the timeline is ruptured at this point!"