Harry Potter's sister ~~~ Fanfiction

Group discussion and a dream?? part 117

"Harry and Emma want to talk about group stuff." Said Colin.

"I could go for that." Said Natalie. "It's still nice and warm here and no one has tried being mean to me yet. Maybe the Muggle world isn't as bad as I thought it was."

"Why did you think it would be bad?" Asked Hermione.

"No one minds me being black in the Wizarding World." Said Natalie. "The knowledge that someone here might is a little… off-putting."

"Do you think I could head back early?" Asked Dennis. "I'm not really part of this group."

"You're always welcome." Said Emma kindly. "But you probably wouldn't have anything to say."

"I'll flag up the bus and get you home." Said Colin.

He and Dennis left for a few minutes then Colin came back. Harry then explained what he planned to do.

"Our parents will be furious." Said Vicky. "But I think I still want to do this."

"What she said." Remarked Natalie. "Uncle Kinglsey told me never to give up on werewolf rights."

"Just to make it clear." Said Harry. "No one is obliged to sign up to this, it's not going to be easy. It's also not just about werewolves and duelling anymore. I think Fudge is a problem and I think the Ministry is a problem."

"In order to change this world, we must first change ourselves." Said Luna. "We must form a coherent front to challenge the issues we're confronted with. Then we must encourage others to join and support us."

"So it's settled then." Said Emma. "Our Duelling Group is about to change. So I think this is a great time to name our organization."

"We are still about Defence." Said Hermione. "Not just the subject, we are talking about Defending those who are discriminated against, not just werewolves, but I think…" She seemed reluctant to continue

"You can say it." Said Ron. "We'll protect Muggleborns and fight for their rights to."

Hermione smiled gratefully at Ron. "Thanks, I didn't want to say it myself."

"There will be other groups as well." Said Harry. "But we can add them later. Right now, name?"

"Well you don't want us to be a trust, a society or a trade union." Said Emma. "I still think a trade union is the closest thing to what we are."

"A group that defends rights, promotes the quality of a profession and stands up to those in authority in order to make those achievements." Said Luna. "A Guild."

"A Guild?" Said Harry. "I'm not sure everything we're planning comes under the definition of a Guild."

"But Guilds can stand for more than their craft or profession." Said Hermione. "We are a Defence Against the Dark Arts support group. In recognition of Professor Lupin's efforts and the quality of his teaching, we now support Werewolf rights…"

"…and we now recognise that the Ministry is indirectly encouraging a decline in the quality of Defence." Said Harry. "Alright. We become a Guild, but we still need a name. The Defence Guild?"

"I think that would be best." Said Hermione. "We are still a Duelling group and we still hold the quality of Defence Against the Dark Arts as a top priority."

"Ok then." Said Harry. "Those in favour of us becoming the Defence Guild, say aye."

"Aye." Said Hermione.

"Aye." Said Emma.

"Aye." Said Ron

"Aye." Ginny

"Aye." Luna

"Aye." Demelza

"Aye." Colin

"Aye." Neville

"Aye." Natalie

"Aye." Vicky

"Aye." Geoffrey

Harry nodded. "Aye." He said. "Then it is settled, from this day forth we are the Defence Guild."

"So what now?" asked Ginny.

"We need to start planning." Said Harry. "As nice as it is here, we need somewhere to meet that's indoors so we can discuss and plan things from this point forward."

"I'll ask my Gran." Said Neville. "She may even be able to help us, she knows the Wizengamot and the Ministry very well, we also have the space."

"Alright, but don't make her feel she has to let us in." Said Harry.

Neville snorted. "There is not a soul alive or dead that could make her think that."

Later that evening Harry and Emma settled into their room and left the Durselys to their own devices.

After such an exhausting day, it was all the Potters could do to get a nice long rest.

"Good night Harry?" Said Emma, going to bed.

"Night Emma." Said Harry.

However, after midnight, as everyone in No. 4 slept, Emma felt huge pain in her chest. It was if a knife had been dug into her heart. But she did not wake, all she could see was the forest. It was deep and dark and cursed. The trees surrounding the immediate area were white, as if all life had been reaped from them.

In the centre a spectral essence resided, clearly in agony. It was alone, and surrounded by the rotting carcasses of hundreds of dead animals.

There was a sudden sound. The spectral essence seemed to glance in the direction of some bushes.

"A rat." It whispered in disgust. "Very well I shall…" But the essence cut itself off as the rat transformed.

"M… my Lord…"

The Essence reared itself up to regard this human that now stood before it.

"I… I have come to re-enter your service… m…master…"

"Wormtail!" Uttered the creature, hope evident in its voice.

Emma woke with a start, gasping for air and clutching the area of her chest just over her heart. The pain was intense, but no matter how hard she clasped herself, she could not quell it. The feeling was rooted behind the bones and out of her reach, it felt horrible.

Next to her, Harry woke up at the same time, clutching his scar and panting for breath.

"Emma. I… just saw Voldemort… and Pettigrew… in a forest… somewhere…"

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I'm sorry to make it this short, please forgive me!)