The Mathias Prophecy Book III

THE MATHIAS PROPHECY BOOK III

Phaedra's Dark Adventure

Harry was happy as she worked her way down to the dungeons to see Professor Snape. She wanted to show him what she had gotten for Phaedra for Christmas, and hoped he would approve.

She had fully recovered from her ordeal with the troll two months earlier, and had indeed learned a valuable lesson, as Dumbledore had told her. She had acted without thinking, and would not be so stupid again. Her actions could have had serious consequences. She had also accepted her detention quite happily. Dumbledore had made her clean all of his books, and the bric-a-brac in his office. All metal objects had to be polished until they shone and there was to be no dust anywhere.

She had not been allowed to use magic, and could not leave until he checked everything with a white glove. She had hummed happily while she had worked, and he had almost felt guilty as he reviewed his ministry paperwork. What she had not known was that he had put a spell on the room so that no matter how hard she cleaned, nothing would change. He had wanted to see how long it took her to figure it out. Going over to his desk, after she had finished, he looked at her sternly.

"Harry, I don't even need to get up to see that you have not yet come anywhere near completing your assigned duty."

"Headmaster, what are you talking about? I have never seen this office so clean," she told him whirling about. The books were covered in dust, and his other articles were dull and dirty looking. Her eyes opened wide, and she had such a look of utter confusion that he had all he could do not to break down. 'I must be going crazy,' she muttered to herself. 'It looked fine a minute ago."

"I suggest you get busy, Harry, or you will miss dinner tonight."

"Yes, Sir," she had replied puzzled. She then had cleaned the entire room again, and went to wake him from where he had lain on his sofa for a nap.

Of course he had actually been awake watching her the whole time, and when she gently shook him, he opened one eye and looked at her with what he hoped was a groggy expression.

"I take it you are finally finished, Child?" he asked as she helped him to sit up.

"Yes, and I'm starved. The menu says were having roast pork with gravy for dinner tonight with roasted potatoes, applesauce, carrots, and salad.

"Very well, let me see," he said conjuring a white glove onto his hand. "Harry, you have barely touched this dust, my astrolabe and the model of the solar system are as dull as ever, not to mention all the bird seed on the floor by Fawkes."

The look of consternation on her face was almost more than the old man could bear, but then she started laughing.

"Headmaster, you are brilliant! You have a spell on the room. Every time I get done and turn my back to tell you, the room goes back to being dirty."

"Ah, here you have spoiled my fun," he smiled, blue eyes twinkling over his half moon spectacles. "It only took you two times to figure it out. It took Sirius and your father all night," he laughed at the memory of the two boys, growing more and more frustrated and tired, but too proud to admit something was out of the ordinary. They had never had to clean anything by hand before.

"My dad and Sirius had to do this?"

"Oh, yes, but I won't tell you what they did to warrant it, only that it is not the notorious prank that almost cost Professor Snape his life."

"Oh, come on," she wheedled, "tell me."

"I can see you won't give up until I do," he pursed his lips.

"Very shrewd deduction."

"Well, they were in their fifth year at the time. Professor McGonagall caught them sneaking in at five in the morning. Of course we did not know they had become animagi, so they gave her the story that Sirius had seen a unicorn come out of the forest and wanted a closer look. Of course she did not believe them, since they were covered in dirt, and obviously had been up all night, but they stuck to their story. Now I know they had actually been running around in their animal forms with Professor Lupin."

"That's my lovable godfather," she replied fondly. "You wouldn't happen to know any good unicorn jokes?"

"None that I would tell a young lady," Dumbledore smiled fondly.

"Why Professor Dumbledore, you're blushing," Harry grinned giving the old man a hug.

"Shall we go on down to dinner," he inquired. "I'm starved, and the thought of that roast pork is making my mouth water."

"I refuse to go until you fix the room the way I cleaned it," Harry pretended to pout. Dumbledore flicked his wand and the room sparkled.

"You know, if this hadn't been a detention I would actually award you twenty five points for doing such a good job."

"You could set a new precedent," she had chuckled playfully as they left the office together for the Great Hall.

She was still smiling at the memory as she knocked on the door to Professor Snape's quarters. Most of the students had gone home for the Christmas Holiday yesterday, and the building was quiet. Ron had stayed behind again this year since there was always the possibility he would be needed to read the flames in the goblet, but Hermione, Ginny, and Harry's other friends had left.

Professor Snape was taking an unusually long time to answer his door, so Harry knocked again, this time more insistently. Snape's sister, Circe, and her daughter, Phaedra would be arriving on the return trip of the Hogwart's Express this afternoon. Professor Dumbledore had arranged it thinking Phaedra would enjoy riding on the train, and Circe could relax and be fresh for this evening's activity. It was Christmas Eve, and they would all be eating together in the Great Hall.

Harry was growing impatient, and knocked for a third time, calling out, "Professor Snape, are you in there? I need to speak with you." A moment later Snape pulled open the door.

"There is no need to shout, Potter," he said toweling his wet hair, "as you can see I was taking a shower."

"I'm sorry, Professor, it's just that you are usually up very early."

"I was up late last night doing a detention with a fourth year Ravenclaw, not that it is any of your business. Even I will occasionally sleep in."

"Well you might invite me in. I have something I want to talk to you about."

"Indeed, can't it wait? I am rather busy at the moment."

Harry was taken aback, not that Snape had ever been overly polite, but he had his good points, and she had actually grown quite fond of him.

"I...I guess so," she stammered.

"Good," he slammed the door shut in her face without as much as a good morning, and she was left standing alone in the chilly hallway. Dejected she started walking back upstairs towards Gryffindor Tower, and was about half way there, when she was stopped by a familiar voice from behind her.

"Harry, wait!"

Turning around, she almost bumped into Sirius.

"I called you three times, why the long face? You are usually quite happy on Christmas Eve."

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. My mind was elsewhere."

"I'll say it was. What's making you so down in the mouth today?"

"Professor Severus Snape."

"Snape? What's he done to make you look so unhappy?"

"Nothing, really. I went to show him what I got for Phaedra for Christmas and he practically threw me out of the dungeon." Harry then proceeded to tell Sirius exactly what happened, and when she finished, he laughed heartily.

"Harry, honey, I'm sorry. It's just that I have a feeling I know why he was so short with you, and it isn't because you interrupted his shower."

"Then what is it?"

"Ah, Miss Wings, that is a secret. I will, however, make sure he is made aware of how he hurt your feelings, and have him apologize."

"Fat chance of that," she pouted as they continued up the hall. "Want to fly with me today? I haven't had the chance to spread my wings in awhile."

"I'll see if the Headmaster will let you fly outside. I know that Snuffles could use a good run and I could transform too."

"I would like that. Could we go up to the cemetery for a little while? I should put some flowers on my parents' grave."

"Of course, but I don't want any more long faces, it's Christmas," he grinned like a schoolboy.

Professor Dumbledore agreed to Harry working on her transformation outside since there were only a few students left. He was happy to have Harry practice even though she was becoming extremely adept at her animagi. He also suggested that perhaps Fawkes would like to go with them, so Harry transformed and asked him. Dumbledore laughed at the two birds, and Fawkes looked at him and blinked, an expression of disbelief in his dark eyes.

"What did he say to you Harry?" The Headmaster queried when she turned back.

"He says you're daft. Why would he want to go out on such a cold day when he can sleep in front of a warm fire?"

"You my beautiful Phoenix," he stroked the bird, "are getting very spoiled. Very well, Harry, you and Sirius have a good time. Just don't either of you transform where you can be seen."

"I'll see to it Albus. Miss Wings needs to learn patience when it comes to changing shape," Sirius laughed tousling Harry's hair. "Come on honey, let's go and get Snuffles from Hagrid's and then we'll head over to a quiet place to transform. Will Ron be upset that you aren't spending the day with him?" he asked as they left the office.

"Actually Ron got special permission to visit his brothers in Hogsmeade today. Fred picked him up after breakfast, and he will be back by two. He is having lunch with them at the Three Broomsticks and then they are bringing him back here before they go home to the Burrow for the holiday."

"How come you didn't go with him? I'm sure Albus would have agreed. One of us could have gone with you."

"I can tell you in one word, George. He has been pressuring me lately to have more of a relationship than just being friends."

"He hasn't asked you to have sex with him has he?" Sirius asked nervously as they exited the building and started across the lawn towards Hagrid's cottage.

"No! He hasn't. I wouldn't anyway. I'm not ready. I'll worry about that when the right man comes along. I have told you that before."

"I know, but I wouldn't feel right if I didn't look out for you as your godfather as well as your protector."

"Sirius," Harry stopped and looked at him seriously, "I really need you to trust me on this one. If I were even considering a sexual relationship, I hope to god that I would have enough sense to practice safe sex. Besides, I have too much on my mind with Voldemort right now to even think about it."

"I do trust you. This is just one of those things that would have been easier to discuss if you had been a boy."

"Sure, I could see it all now, you would just pat me on the back with that wicked grin of yours and say go for it!" Harry teased him. She wasn't quite sure which of them was blushing more. He just pulled her to him and gave her an affectionate hug as they walked.

Reaching Hagrid's cottage, they knocked and he opened the door with a huge smile.

"Hello, Professor an' you too Harry, I haven't see yeh in a while except in class. I was beginnin' ta think yeh fergot 'bout ol' Hagrid."

"That will never happen," Harry beamed at the gentle giant as he ushered them into his cabin.

"Will yeh both stay an' have a cup o' tea with me then?"

"I'm afraid we can't today Hagrid. I am going to the cemetery. I want to put some flowers on my parents' grave."

"Good people your parents were. They would be right proud o' yeh. James was probably rollin' over in his grave when they arrested yer godfather for their murder. Course I never believed it me self," he remarked looking at Sirius. " I'm sure he's happy now the two o' yeh are together."

"Thank you Hagrid," Sirius nodded warmly. "Would you like to come with us to the cemetery? It's a nice brisk day for a walk." Sirius looked over at Harry, who nodded her understanding.

"I'm afraid I got some things ta get done afore we have dinner tonight. But say somethin' nice from me."

"We will," Harry hugged him affectionately. "Where is Snuffles? I thought she would like a good run with us."

"She be out back with Fang. The poor thing's not feelin' well."

"What's wrong? I though she was a bit under the weather the other night. She threw up in my room, but I just thought it was something she ate."

Hagrid shifted uncomfortably, "It's my fault I reckon. Please don't be mad at me, Harry. I didn't mean fer it ta happen."

"Hagrid what is wrong with my dog?" she asked growing agitated. "You know more about animals than anyone. If you can't fix it ..."

"Harry, calm down, she'll be right as rain in a few months. I 'spect I should o' told yeh sooner, but I was a feared yeh wouldno' understand."

"What's the matter with her? Hagrid, please tell me. Sirius, do you know?" she whirled on him frantically.

Sirius smiled at her fondly, "Honey, Hagrid hasn't said anything to me but judging by the way he's talking, I have a feeling Snuffles may be pregnant."

"Snuffles, pregnant, but where...Fang! Hagrid, I swear if I get my hands on that overgrown lothario of a Boar Hound..."

"Harry, I promise yeh, I'll find homes fer all the pups."

"You'll do one better. I want you to have Fang neutered."

"But Harry, they were just doin' what come natural to em.'

"That's why she will also be spayed," Harry looked at Hagrid, pretending to be mad. In truth, she was as excited as he was.

"Yer sure yeh want 'im neutered? It seems a damn shame is all."

"Hagrid, have you any idea how many animals are put to death each year for want of a home? It is all because people allow them to breed indiscriminately. I'm going to have Snuffles spayed too. We'll bring them at the same time."

"I reckon yer right."

"Now when can we expect the puppies?" she grinned brightly.

Hagrid grinned back, "near as I ken figure it will be sometime near the end of February. She ken have 'em here. I promise I'll take right good care of em all."

"You better, or I really will be mad."

"Now that that is settled, I think we should be on our way," Sirius laughed.

"Sirius, you wouldn't want a dog would you?" Harry chuckled as they bid Hagrid good-bye and walked in the direction of the road, which let to the cemetery.

"Sorry Miss Wings. I have to take care of a wild Potter bird."

"I am no wilder than you and my dad were."
"You don't say?"

"I do say, and just for that I'll bet you can't catch me," Harry taunted as she transformed and started flying low in the direction of the cemetery. Sirius immediately followed suit, and kept pace with her from the ground, barking playfully. She landed outside the cemetery gates, and laughed happily. "I think we should walk from here."

"I agree, it would be disrespectful if we were not acting with some decorum here."

Sirius put his arm around her shoulders and they walked slowly through the cemetery. Harry wondered if Artemis were watching, but she saw no sign of movement when they reached the gravesite. They both stood with their arms around each other's waists, taking comfort from one another. Sirius pulled a bouquet of Lilies from his wand, and Harry conjured a small statue of a deer, which she placed on the headstone.

"Sirius, do you believe in an afterlife?"

"I think there must be something, after all, we live in a haunted castle."

"Yeah, I just hope they're happy. I still remember when those shadows came out of Voldemort's wand. You don't suppose they're trapped somewhere trying to get out do you?"

"No, I don't. Your dad was a smart man, and he would find a way to escape. If he's not at rest it's because he is watching out for you."

"Then I hope they're at peace. I have plenty of protection," Harry sighed sadly. "Mum, Dad, please be happy. Sirius is here with me today, and he really misses you. Hagrid would have come too, but he still had some work to do. He said to say hello." Nothing stirred, and Harry clung to Sirius, each lost in thought.

A short time later, she saw a figure coming up the path towards them, and recognized it as Professor Snape. He moved towards them swiftly, his robes flowing behind him. He had a subtle fluid grace, which was not lost on her.

"Good morning, Black," he greeted Sirius curtly. "Miss Potter I wish to apologize for my rude behavior earlier. I should not have sent you away. If you had needed my help it could have been disastrous."

"I did need your help, but you obviously had no interest in helping me."

It was one of the few times that she had ever seen a flash of consternation pass across his face. She sensed he was worried he had failed in protecting her.

"Miss Potter, I will not be so abrupt or lacking in my duties as your protector again."

"If it's any consolation to you Professor it was not a matter dealing with protecting me that I wished to speak with you about. I wanted to show you what I had gotten Phaedra for Christmas."

"You had best be more careful Severus. She was really down when you sent her away. She adores Phaedra. We all do. It's hard to believe the two of you are related," Sirius grinned egging him on.

"I fail to see why you would think so. Phaedra has many of the Snape family attributes."

"Well, thank Merlin she doesn't look like her uncle."

"Both of you stop it right now! I will not have your petty jealousies ruining the Christmas celebrations. Besides, I do not find Severus all that bad looking." Professor Snape arched his brow at her use of his first name. She usually only used it when given permission or when she needed his support as a Protector. " I think he would be kind of cute if he grew a beard and mustache. His hair wouldn't be so oily either if he didn't condition it every time he washed it. A blow dryer would help too. Not everyone can be as handsome as you Sirius Black," Harry said stomping her foot. "I am quite fond of the two of you, so knock it off or you will have to answer to me. I will personally see that the two of you do some sort of detention."

"Honey, in case you have forgotten, Severus and I are the teachers here. You are the student. You don't have the authority to give us detention."

"No, but the Headmaster and I have a plan should you two go back to fighting again. I will ask him to implement it, so there!" she tossed her head indignantly.

"Potter you still amaze me. You are definitely your parents' daughter. Your mother would toss her head just like that when she was angry."

"Maybe she should change her name to Lily," Sirius smiled tweaking her nose.

"Oh...the two of you make me so mad sometimes..."

"Tell me Black, is she doing any better in class since that little quiz failing episode?" Snape asked purposely ignoring her.

"Oh, yes, quite well in fact. I was especially pleased with her last Potions test. She's right; you do make them very tricky."

"She would have gotten a perfect grade if she had read the last question a little better. She knows to put the bezoar before the antivenom and the boiled scorpion's tail."

"Stop talking about me as if I wasn't here," Harry was getting angry and her cheeks were bright red. "You're both trying to make me mad on purpose."

"It seems we have succeeded," Snape smiled sardonically. "You haven't even lost your temper in class the past few months. I was growing concerned that something was wrong."

"I was just doing what you all keep telling me to do. I was letting you do the worrying for me. I've seen the stories in the Daily Prophet. I know what has been going on in the outside world. Voldemort is growing stronger. I know it. I can feel it. My scar has been hurting on an off for the past week."

"Harry, why didn't you tell us?" Sirius asked sharply.

"It hasn't been all that bad, besides, I thought I just did."

"Potter, you should have come to one of us immediately."

"The Headmaster knows. I told him this morning after breakfast."

"What did he say?" Sirius demanded.

"Nothing, just to tell him immediately if it starts again," Harry turned away pretending to study her parents' headstone. "He was annoyed at me, but didn't get mad. I think he understands I don't want to feel like a burden."

"You are not a burden, Harry Potter. You are a very brave and headstrong young woman," Professor Snape spun her around to face them. "What you keep failing to understand is that Voldemort's destruction will be a joint effort. The Prophecy says you will be his downfall, but do you honestly believe you will do it alone?"

"That's what scares me. I don't want anyone else to die; not you, or Sirius, or Remus, and especially not Dumbledore. I don't think I could bear it if something were to happen to him."

"Honey, nothing will happen to him. He has more power in his little finger than Tom Riddle will ever have," Sirius soothed her quietly. "Severus, you tell her. She respects your opinion." Sirius hated having to ask this of him, but he had to get through to Harry.

"Your godfather is right. What you have seen is just a sample of what he can do. Albus just needs the right time and place to bring him down. You are the key to how it will all transpire. He knows this. He is merely making sure you are ready to do what needs to be done."

"Now that sounds ominous," she frowned.

"It was meant to. Voldemort will make his move, and some of us will die. It is your fear that is holding you back. You have to focus on the moment and not worry about anything else. It is why you can't best Remus or me at dueling. You don't want us to be hurt, so you keep letting us hurt you."

"But..."

"No buts honey. Severus has told you this because you need to face it. I didn't want it to be today and I'm sorry if we ruined your Christmas, but it needed to be said."

"One or all of us may die. You need to face your fear of death. We are all expendable if it means we can put a stop to this terror."

"You don't understand. I'm not afraid of my own death. I'm afraid of being left all alone. Something deep inside of me remembers when it happened before," she indicated, looking at the grave. " I don't want it to happen again. You see a part of me died with them. I lost a piece of my soul that night. So did Sirius and Remus. Just as you lost yours when he killed your family; this time it will be worse," Harry whispered, her voice unsteady. "I don't think I can do it..." Four arms embraced her as a lone tear escaped down her cheek.

"Harry Potter, you are a strong and powerful witch. You never let yourself be intimidated by me, which is something few students are capable of doing. When the time comes, you will prevail," Snape looked at her down his nose. In that moment, Harry knew he was her soul mate. What she failed to realize was that Sirius knew it too...Professor Snape released her. "The Headmaster sent me to find the two of you. It is almost lunchtime and he wanted to know if Harry wished to accompany me to Hogsmeade to meet Circe and Phaedra at the station. The train will arrive by three o'clock."

"I'd like that. Do you mind if Sirius comes along too?" she asked linking arms with them and moving off down the path to return to Hogwarts.

"If he wishes to; do you want Professor Lupin to come also?"

"He is still resting from the full moon last night," Sirius replied. "I'm afraid I will have to decline too, Harry. I still have some gifts to wrap."

"Anything I can help with?"

"No, since they're for you," he grinned boyishly.

"I hope there will be no Furry Fingered Foulies this year."

"No, I promise. Of course I can't guarantee there won't be any Exploding Puffskeins."

"Exploding Puffskeins, that's horrible! Wait till I get my hands on Fred and George Weasley."

"They aren't real Puffskeins," Snape informed her rolling his eyes, "just a fuzzy copy. When they explode, everything turns pink. The first years set some off in class," Snape smiled evilly.

"Sirius, he has his evil smile," Harry laughed.

"I know, he gave them all a two hundred word report to write over the Christmas recess on the uses of salamander bile."

"Oh, you're so mean," Harry teased. "Couldn't you have found it in your heart not to give them such an awful assignment?"

"I am being nice. I didn't make it five hundred words or ask what to do with the rest of the salamander," Snape arched his brow, and despite feelings of jealousy, he and Sirius looked at each other and laughed.

The three of them entered Hogwarts arm in arm and were met in the entrance by Dumbledore.

"Ah...I have been waiting for you to get back. Did you and Sirius have a good run?"

"Of course, then we all walked back together. I would have preferred coming the other way," she grinned knowing he understood she meant transforming, "but it would have been rude to Professor Snape."

"You could have done so, I would have just apparated," Snape sneered.

"Stop rubbing it in or I may be tempted to break my promise to the Headmaster, and then he will be very angry at both of us."

"Why on earth would Dumbledore be angry with me?"

"For instigating me into doing something I shouldn't," Harry replied contritely.

"She is quite correct, Severus. When I feel she is ready I will teach her to apparate myself."

"Sirius, how come you don't like to apparate?" Harry asked curiously. She sensed something was bothering him.

"I just preferred my motorcycle. I always was a bit of a rebel," He looked down at her warmly.

"In that case my handsome rebel, I shall sit with you at lunch since I have that luxury, and tame your wild streak."

"Do you really believe you could tame a confirmed bachelor like me?"

"Why Sirius," she curled her lip in a mock pout, "I stole your heart the day I was born."

"Did you now?" he asked sarcastically, his brown eyes unfathomable.

"Uh huh," Harry smiled touching her hand to his cheek just before they entered the Great Hall. "Sirius, what's the matter? I can sense something is bothering you."

"It's nothing, Miss Wings."

"Please tell me. I care too much about you to see you feeling so unhappy. I don't usually pry, but it's Christmas, and I want us to be happy."

"This is not the place to discuss it," Sirius replied firmly.

"Then promise me you'll tell me after lunch," her green eyes bored into him, and she couldn't hide her anxiety.

"I don't want to mess up your holiday more than I already have while we were at the cemetery."

"If you don't tell me you will do just that."

"All right, but you have to promise me you will try to understand and not get upset by what I have to say. I had wanted to wait until after the situation with Voldemort was resolved and you were a bit older, but I will tell you."

"Sirius unless you are planning on giving up your guardianship of me, there is very little that would upset me."

"Well, Miss Wings, I can assure you that I am not planning on doing that."

"Good, because you would have broken my heart," Harry looked at him fondly. 'I love you Sirius Black. You are my heart, yet you are not my soul, or my conscience,' she considered this thought to herself as she watched him place some pot roast on her plate.

They teased one another during the meal and tried to guess what they were getting for Christmas. Sirius guessed that she had gotten him something special from the joke shop and she just laughed. She knew he would love his present, but he would also be furious that she had spent such an exorbitant amount of money on him. Still, since she had entered into the Protectorship, they had told her she could use her money any way she wanted. They would be responsible for her tuition and anything else she needed. Sirius was her actual guardian, but they had all agreed to contribute to her needs. Dumbledore himself, as her Trust Keeper and Headmaster of Hogwarts School had paid her tuition. So she had searched her heart to find each of them the perfect gift to show how much she cared and appreciated them.

She smiled to herself as she reviewed her purchases in her mind. She had gotten Remus a new Wizard's Chess Set made out of ivory, and jade. Each piece was inlaid with semiprecious stones, and was stored in a velvet lined Dragon leather case. Snape got an invisibility cloak along with an enclosed note that said he couldn't use it to catch any student out of bed until next September. Dumbledore had been particularly difficult, until she thought about what he loved the most, candy and music. So she had ordered him a giant candy kiss and attached tickets for the summer season of the Wizard's Philharmonic Orchestra in London. Finally, there was Sirius. She bought him the one thing she knew he would cherish, a new Harley motorcycle. Dumbledore knew of course, and had put the enchantments on it for her after receiving permission from the Ministry of Magic. She was sitting with a smile on her face when Sirius gently poked her from across the table.

"Miss Wings, wake up! You are a million miles away."

"What? I'm sorry, I was thinking about what you will look like when you open your present tomorrow."

"Oh, really, so what did you get me?"

"None of your business, but I guarantee you will love it."

"Can I exchange it if I don't?"

"If you don't you will be facing one very angry little witch, and since I see you have finished your lunch, lets go for a little walk. You promised to tell me what is bothering you."

Sirius didn't answer, merely stood up and followed her out of the great Hall. "Where shall we go?"

"It's cold outside, so how about we go up to the Library? No one is there right now and we can talk in private," Harry suggested thoughtfully.

"Lead on," he smiled pointing her in the direction of the library.

Harry had been right and the only person present was Madam Pince, the librarian, who merely nodded as they entered. Taking a seat in the back of the library Harry sat down and looked at Sirius, taking his hand.

"Now tell me what is wrong," she looked at him anxiously. "I don't like you to worry."

"I saw something today, and it took me by surprise."

"I think I know what you're going to say. Did this something happen to be in the cemetery?"

"Yes, it occurred there. Harry, I don't want to see you hurt. I would do almost anything for you, you know that don't you?"

"I would do the same for you."

"Honey, please don't. He's your soul mate, not me; would that I was. I wasn't going to say anything until next summer. I wanted to give you time to finish growing up, we all did."

"Sirius, I am going to tell you something only Dumbledore knows. You are my heart and I love you. Severus is my soul, and I love him too. Remus is my compassion and I love him. Dumbledore is my conscience and mentor and teacher to all of us, and we all love him. One day I will have to decide if I am in love with one of my three protectors more than the others and if he loves me in the same way. It's why I agreed to the Protectorship. It is the only way I can have all three of you in my life. I know you are all in love with me," Harry sat smiling at Sirius, who was dumbfounded.

"Harry...how...when..."

"I have known for a while. Like you, I am bound because of my age to remain quiet, but I will tell you now, not to worry. No matter what happens I will always love you, and we will always be together in some manner. If not by marriage, then by the Protectorship that has joined us, and you will always be my godfather. I'm not ready to make any kind of decision. Who knows, maybe I'll end up with George Weasley," she grinned mischievously.

"You know what, little girl, I'm a fool. I should have known you knew all along. You are an empath. You just look out for that Weasley boy, he's wild and reckless."

"Gee, I wonder who he reminds me of...Hmm..." She threw back her head and laughed, her green eyes sparkling. 'Sirius is in love with me!" She wanted to shout it to the world, but knew she could not. She was also confused, because Severus Snape was her soul mate. 'Oh well, whatever fate has in store for me, it will definitely be interesting.'

"You, Miss Wings, are a very special witch. Come on, it's time for you to go with Severus to pick up Circe and Phaedra."

"I know, but now I wish we could just sit here," she said drinking in his presence. 'I wish he would kiss me. It would make this day so special...'

Sirius eyes were locked with Harry's, and he knew Madam Pince was busy straightening out her card catalogue. Very slowly, he reached over to Harry, and put his arms around her...

Harry watched as the Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade station. It was empty except for Circe, Phaedra, and a few of the people of Hogsmeade who preferred an alternate means of transportation. They were permitted to use the train for return trips during the Holidays and summers. Harry could see Phaedra jumping up and down in the window and waving madly when she spotted her. She smiled happily realizing how much she had actually missed the little girl. As Phaedra descended to the platform, she let go of her mother's hand, and ran towards Harry, who greeted her just as excitedly.

"Miss Harry," she bubbled happily, "I missed you."

"Not half as much as I missed you," Harry hugged her tightly. "Look how tall you've gotten. You must have grown at least an inch!"

"How is Snuffles? Is she with you?"

"No, she is staying with Hagrid. I also have a secret. I only found out today."

"What is it?" Phaedra asked her eyes wide with anticipation.

"Snuffles is going to have puppies."

"Really, mummy, Uncle Severus, did you hear? Snuffles is going to have puppies!" Phaedra stated excitedly as her mother came up with Professor Snape.

"I was unaware that the dog was pregnant," Snape looked at Harry arching his brow. "When did this occur?"

"I have no idea, but I have told Hagrid Fang will be neutered at the same time as I have Snuffles spayed."

"Hello, Harry," Circe smiled, "how is my brother treating you in class?"

"The usual, I haven't had to do any detentions though, but I've lost a few points for Gryffindor," Harry grinned, giving Circe a welcoming hug.

"Mummy can we have one of Snuffles puppies? Pleeeassssee...."

"I will ask Uncle Tiberius. It may be difficult to train a puppy when we are all working."

"Uncle Severus, please talk with Uncle Tiberius. I know he likes dogs. He told me."

"I will talk with him, Phaedra," Snape assured her as they walked down the platform and into the station. Harry noticed that he seemed extremely tense and alert. Circe noticed it too.

"Mummy I have to go to the bathroom."

"I'll take her, Circe," Harry said glancing over at Professor Snape to indicate she knew he was worried about something.

"Harry, stay with her in the stall, will you? You know how these public washrooms are. I would wait, but little girls do not always have enough control."

"Hey, when nature calls..." she chuckled. In her mind, she sent Circe a message, 'I think something is wrong. I will try to get her out of the way'

Circe's telepathy picked up on it immediately, and she nodded. She then bent over and whispered in Harry's ear. "If something starts you and Phaedra run for safety and let the adults handle it."

"Miss Harry, I really have to go, now!" Phaedra accentuated the last word, and Harry took her by the hand and went into the ladies room.

There was another woman in the bathroom with them, putting on her makeup. She looked up as Harry entered and smiled. Harry was reminded of a barracuda. She would have left the room immediately, except that Phaedra really had to go.

Harry took her into the stall, and helped her to undo her cloak. Turning politely, Harry peeked out the crack of the door and noticed that the witch was still there. She was watching them. Harry did not know who she was, but she didn't like the feelings the woman imbued. As soon as Phaedra was finished, she helped her to wash her hands, and headed to the door.

"Excuse me, aren't you Harry Potter?" the woman asked. She was tall and thin, with dirty blond hair, and a hooked nose. Harry ignored her and continued towards the door. "I asked you a question, dearie."

"Miss Harry, do you know that lady?" Phaedra whispered.

"Shush, let's get back to your mum and uncle," Harry answered, but the woman was blocking the door.

"Hello, little girl, didn't you get off the train and call Professor Snape your uncle?"

"Madam, I suggest you move out of my way," Harry told the woman angrily. 'Phaedra call your mother in you mind. Scream and tell her to hurry,' Harry prayed that Phaedra picked up the mental message.

"I'm afraid I can't do that dear, there is a price on your head. The Dark Lord will pay handsomely for you."

"I don't think so," Harry pulled out her wand.

'Mummy, Uncle Severus, help us,' Phaedra screamed in her mind, and there was immediately a pushing at the door.

Harry aimed her wand at the woman, but suddenly Phaedra screamed as someone grabbed her from behind, and Harry spun to help her. As she turned, she felt a shove on her back and a hood was thrown over her head. Harry toppled forward and her wand clattered to the floor, just as she heard Professor Snape's voice, and felt the heat of wand flashes, but it was too late. She felt herself being transported with some kind of portkey...

"Severus, they've been taken," Circe cried in panic, "my little girl...and...Harry...You have to get them back."

"Circe, don't panic. We will get them." he told her picking up Harry's wand. "Come on we will signal for Albus," he moved swiftly out the door and through the lobby. Once outside he shot a flash of light into the air. Less than two minutes later, Dumbledore, Sirius, and an exhausted looking Remus joined him.

"Severus, what has happened?" The Headmaster asked looking around.

"Where are Harry and Phaedra?" Sirius demanded.

"Albus, they've been kidnapped," Circe was shaking with worry, and Dumbledore gently took her into his arms. "They were attacked in the ladies room while we were detained in the waiting area by a wizard pretending to be drunk."

"There were at least three. Two in the bathroom and one out here," Snape told him briskly. "They do not appear to be professionals. I heard the one-woman say Voldemort had put a price on Harry's head. I believe they may be going to try and collect."

"We must get back to Hogwarts immediately. I will notify Moody and get the Aurors searching. I do not believe they have gone far. They will probably try to contact Voldemort by owl. Remus, I believe Ron Weasley is still visiting his brothers. He will be either in the magic shop or at the Three Broomsticks. Get him and bring him back to school. The goblet may activate at any time."

"Let's hope so, it may give us a clue as to where they are."

"Albus, they knew Phaedra is Severus niece. Lord Voldemort...he'll..." Circe could not finish the sentence. She knew what would happen to Phaedra. She would be used as bait to get her brother and then killed...or worse... Severus took her in his arms and they all apparated back to the school...

Harry felt herself being tied up and then was flung onto a cold hard surface. She was frightened and angry that she had lost her wand. Her head was still covered and she could no longer hear Phaedra. Scanning with her empathic sense, she could feel the little girl nearby. She was afraid and confused. Harry sent her a mental message, hoping the child could hear her with her telepathic ability. 'Phaedra, Miss Harry is here too. Try not to be afraid. I will try to get us out of here.'

"I can't see Miss Harry," Phaedra answered, her voice muffled.

'They have us blindfolded. There is a hood over my head.' she replied mentally.

"Me too."

'Phaedra try not to talk. They may hear you. I will keep talking to you in your head, like I have been doing. You try to do what I tell you. They have us tied up. Are you able to follow my thoughts and try to roll over to me?'

Phaedra did not answer, but Harry could hear her scuffling and a moment later, she felt Phaedra's fear as she brushed up against her.

'It's okay baby. It's just me. Our hands are tied behind us. I want you to lean up against me. I will try to feel the ropes.' she told her telepathically.

'Yes, Miss Harry.' Phaedra responded timidly.

Using her fingers Harry shifted her weight and began to feel behind her. It took a few tries, but she finally found the ropes. Running her fingers over them, she was able to picture them in her mind.

"Miss Harry, why are you thinking about the ropes?"

'Sh...Miss Harry is going to try and untie them with her mind, like the time I moved the juice, remember?' Harry reminded her mentally. 'I need you to be quiet and patient. I have to concentrate extra hard because I can't actually see the ropes.' Harry began the tedious task of using her telekinesis. 'Professor Dumbledore, I promise if I do this I will never complain again abut practicing my telekinetic skills,' Phaedra giggled, and Harry knew she had heard her thought.

She had no idea how long she worked, but slowly she felt the ropes around Phaedra's wrists begin to loosen. Harry concentrated harder.

"Miss Harry," Phaedra whispered excitedly, "it's working."

'I know, just hang on baby. I will have you free in a minute,' Harry thought as she increased her concentration. She could feel the ropes coming loose and her head hurt, but she kept on going. Finally, Phaedra was able to wriggle free.

Pulling the hood off her head, she hugged Harry. Harry could feel her relief, but the little girl was still very frightened. "Miss Harry, you did it!"

"Phaedra, take my hood off, so I can see where we are," Harry whispered as Phaedra hugged her tighter. A minute later Harry felt the air on her face and took a deep breath. The air was damp and cool and as her eyes adjusted to the light, Harry observed they were in some kind of basement storage room. "Can you untie my hands?"

"I'll try Miss Harry," Phaedra went behind her and started to try to undo the knots, but after a few minutes, she started to cry. "I can't get them Miss Harry. They are tied too tight."

"Don't cry honey. I want you to look around for something sharp to cut them with. See if there are any tools or glass or something."

"Okay," she sniffed. Getting up she moved around the room and Harry watched as she stopped in a far corner. "Miss Harry, there is a hedge clipper up there but I can't reach it." She pointed up on the wall.

"Move back and I will try to get them down," Harry replied. She knew that she should not be talking aloud, but her head hurt from so much mental work, and she still had to do more. Focusing her attention to where Phaedra was pointing she could barely make out the clippers on the wall. Closing her eyes for a minute she concentrated hard and the clippers flew off the wall landing half way across the room.

"Miss Harry, you did it," Phaedra clapped running over to pick them up. "I will try to cut you free." She came and sat behind Harry, and struggled to use the clippers. The handles were too long for her little hands but she was able to get the blades beneath the ropes. "I'm too little, they won't cut for me," she said growing anxious.

"Phaedra, you are being very brave, and I need your help. I want you to lean on the handle and push it down with your weight. Don't worry about hurting me; I can heal myself if you cut my hands."

"But Miss Harry, what if it doesn't work?"

"Then we will try again, and if it still doesn't work, we will find something else."

"Okay, I will try," Phaedra stood up and put her weight on the handle of the clippers. They slipped, and fell sideways, still on the ropes as Phaedra tumbled to the floor skinning her knees. She started to cry.

"Sh...Baby don't cry. It's all right."

"I hurt my knees."

"Miss Harry will heal you as soon as I'm free. Phaedra, you are being very brave and your mum and uncles will be very proud of you. Now dry your eyes, and tell me how the ropes look."

Phaedra sniffed and wiped her eyes. "Miss Harry, they cut part way. Do you want me to try again?"

"Are you feeling brave and strong?"

"I can do it!" She took the clippers and pulling them upright used her weight again. Harry felt the ropes snap as the clippers and Phaedra tumbled to the floor.

Pulling free, she turned around and helped Phaedra back up, hugging her tightly.

"You did it honey. I am very proud of you. Wait till your uncles hear," she smiled giving the child a boost in confidence. Her senses told her she was still scared, but happy to be free. She then quickly ran her hands over the little girl's knees healing the scrapes.

"Can we go home now?" she asked innocently.

"I will see if the door is unlocked, but I don't think it is and I have no wand. I dropped it when they grabbed us in the bathroom." Phaedra followed her to the door, but it was shut tight.

"Miss Harry..."

"Hmm...?"

"I just wet my pants," Phaedra started to cry with embarrassment.

"Oh, honey, don't cry. It was an accident. We'll just take off your wet panties so you won't be so uncomfortable." Harry helped her calmly, and gave her a hug. She then disposed of the wet undergarment.

"Mummy will be mad at me."

"No, mummy will be happy you're safe. She'll know you didn't wet yourself on purpose. Now let's look around and see where we are. Maybe we can find another way out."

"I saw another door over where the clippers were."

"Show me," she took Phaedra by the hand, and sure enough, there was the outline of a door on the wall. Trying the handle she found it was unlocked. Going in, Harry found another storeroom, and realized where they were. They were in Honeydukes! Harry could have gotten them back to Hogwarts through the hidden passage she knew was below them, except Dumbledore had sealed all exits except the main one for her safety. "Phaedra, I can get us out of here. I know where we are, but we have to be careful."

"Miss Harry, how are we going to get back to Hogwarts?"

Harry grinned at her. "Once we get outside we will fly..."

As soon as Dumbledore reached Hogwarts, he sent urgent messages to Moody, and the Ministry. Arthur Weasley was very concerned, and told Ron to keep the goblet with him at all times. It had not flared into life, which Dumbledore took as a good sign. He also notified Tiberius Snape, who was going to apparate to Hogwarts immediately.

"Albus, what if the goblet is not burning because Harry is..." Circe sobbed unable to finish the sentence.

"Circe, Miss Potter is very much alive. She is a smart and talented witch and will do everything in her power to protect our Phaedra and get them both to safety."

"But what about Voldemort. Severus you know what he will do to Phaedra..." Circe completely broke down, and Severus took her into his arms.

"Sh...Circe...that won't happen to Phaedra. Harry won't let it. She will protect her with her own life," he held tightly to his sister, the memory of finding his infant son without his soul burnt into his mind.

"Circe," Remus put his hand on her shoulder. "Why don't you sit down and try to remember what the attackers looked like. It may help us."

"The woman was tall and thin with dirty blond hair. I didn't see the other man. The one who pretended to be drunk was overweight and had thin brown hair. I think he was wearing a set of dirty gray robes with a brown cloak. Did you get a better look at him Severus? You were closer."

"He had blue eyes, and a full beard, but I think it was false. He also smelled of acetone. He may have been working with potions, judging by the stains on his hands."

"I will notify the Aurors immediately," Dumbledore said writing the information and attaching it to his owl. "This will go directly to the Aurors Moody stationed in Hogsmeade."

"Where were they today when my little girl was being kidnapped?" Circe asked angrily, beginning to cry again. "I thought he put them here to help protect Harry and Severus."

"Apparently they were given a false tip that there was a group of Dementors on the other side of town and they went to investigate."

"Obviously a ruse to get to either Harry or Phaedra. Did anyone know she was going into Hogsmeade today?" Sirius asked.

"No one. I only decided to see if she wished to go with Severus this morning. I think that they were trying to get Phaedra and ended up with Harry too," Dumbledore considered thoughtfully. "Circe who knew you were coming to Hogwarts for the holiday?"

"Only the Ministry and Uncle Tiberius. I told no one else."

"What about Phaedra. Could she have told someone without you knowing?" Sirius inquired gently.

"I suppose so, but she would only have told her friends in school... You don't think they said something to someone without realizing...?" The thought triggered her to start crying again.

"Circe, you are a strong woman. I know you are worried about Phaedra and Harry too, but you need to be able to think clearly, and keep a positive frame of mind," Remus encouraged her firmly. "They will be returned safe and sound. Sirius and I will be going out together when the sun sets and the moon rises. We will try and find them by scent. Be patient it will be another hour yet."

"Come Circe, it was a long trip. Lie down on the couch and take a nap. I promise to wake you as soon as we hear anything," Dumbledore gently guided her to his sofa.

"Albus...I..."

"Hush," he said with a gentle wave of his wand. Her eyes drooped and Severus gently laid her down and slid off her shoes, covering her with the blanket.

"Headmaster, I will stay with my sister," Severus Snape looked at Albus, his dark eyes worried. "She will need me when she wakens."

"I will wait with you. Ron are you prepared should the goblet flames emerge?" Dumbledore asked acknowledging the boy's presence for the first time. He had been sitting quietly, the goblet on Dumbledore's desk.

"Yes, Headmaster, I'm ready, but I know Harry will be all right. She is very brave and these situations are not new to her. She has a cool head during an emergency. I just wish you would let me do more."

"You can," Dumbledore smiled. "When Circe Snape wakes you can keep her company and encourage her. She is very worried about her little girl."

"I will sir."

"Now all we can do is wait until the moon rises," Dumbledore told them as they settled down to keep vigil. The clock on his wall said four, and the moon would rise within the hour.

"Headmaster, if I may undress in your bedroom, it will make things easier for me."

"Of course, Remus, go ahead. Do you want Sirius to stay with you?"

"No, I will be fine. He can transform as soon as the change is completed and we can be on our way."

"Severus, do you have something with Phaedra's scent on it?" Sirius asked. "We are both familiar with Harry's but will need something to track Phaedra."

"Yes, Circe was holding onto her toy rabbit. She is still lying down with it."

"Don't wake her. We should be able to get the scent without disturbing Circe." Sirius uncharacteristically laid a comforting hand on the other wizard's shoulder. "We'll do our best to find them; you just take care of your sister and keep watch with Ron and Albus."

"Black, find my niece. Don't let Voldemort do to her what he did to my son," Snape's voice was husky as he turned to look at his old rival. "Don't let him give her soul to the Dementors...."

Sirius was horrified. He had not known how Severus' son had died. He was unable to hide his shock. "I'll bring her back safely or die trying," he whispered. "I'll bring them both back...."

"Come on Phaedra, but be very quiet. We have to go up these stairs and we will be in Honeydukes. That is the candy store here in Hogsmeade."

"Can we get some candy?"

"No, the store is probably closed. It is too dark to see my watch. I'm sure the owners went home for Christmas dinner by now," Harry told her moving cautiously up the stairs. "Besides we don't know who it was who kidnapped us. I need you to be brave and quiet."

"I will Miss Harry, I promise," she said following Harry up the narrow staircase.

Harry stood very still and listened when she reached the top of the stairs. She couldn't hear anything. Slowly she pushed up the trap door and peeked into the store. It was dead silent and no one appeared to be around. "Come on, but be quiet," she instructed the little girl, opening the door so they could climb out. Phaedra scrambled out behind her, and Harry closed the door.

"Miss Harry, are we going to go home now? I want mummy, and I'm cold and hungry."

"Sh...Baby, we have to make sure it is safe," Harry went and looked out into the street. No one was moving, and it was dark outside. She had enough light from the street lamps to check her watch and found it was past six. The moon had risen in the distance. She unlocked the door, and opened it without a sound. "Phaedra hold my hand and be ready to run on my say so. The kidnappers may be watching the building," Harry told her as she felt a stab of pain go across her scar.

"I thought you said we would fly?"

"We will, but first I need to get us to a safe place so I can transform."

"Transform?" Phaedra questioned wide-eyed.

"Yes, Miss Harry needs you to keep her secret. Only a few people know, but Miss Harry is an animagus. I am a Phoenix just like Professor Dumbledore has."

"But how will I fly?"

"I will carry you with my feet. Do you know the story about how I got out of the Chamber of Secrets?" Harry asked, and Phaedra shook her head. "Fawkes flew me, Ron and Professor Lockhart out. Phoenix's can carry extremely heavy loads. Therefore, I will pick you up and we will fly together. You're not afraid are you?"

"No, it sounds like fun."

"Good, now come on, we will go over into that alley," Harry had her by the hand, and they sped across the street. As they ran, she heard a shout, and entering the alley, realized they were being followed. She could hear several sets of footsteps coming after them, and her scar was searing.

"Nice try, Harry Potter," a malevolent voice spoke from the top of the alley.

Harry's stomach dropped. She had come face to face with Voldemort who had just apparated into the alley. Looking over her shoulder, she could see at least two Deatheaters in full robes.

"Shit, Lord Voldemort! You fucking bastard, you arranged this somehow."

"It is nice to see you too, Harry Potter. I see you have a little friend with you, Phaedra Snape isn't it?" he smiled evilly as he indicated to the Deatheaters to hold their position at the opening to the alley.

"Miss Harry, I'm scared. Is that the bad wizard?"

"Yes, honey, he is the bad wizard," Harry whispered, "you just be ready to do what I told you."

"Such a sweet child, I'll bet your Uncle Severus is very worried," Voldemort gloated, red eyes glowing with pleasure and anticipation.

"My uncle will come and make you sorry!" Phaedra yelled, and Harry could feel the buildup of her untrained energy, fear and anger combining to make a powerful force.

"Your uncle will not find what he expects," Voldemort said ominously, ignoring the energy in the air.

Just then, the wind picked up and a large water barrel went flying through the air, hitting the drainpipe. It fell over above Lord Voldemort, distracting him long enough for Harry to transform. Grabbing Phaedra in her talons, she took off, using the wind to speed her up and out of the alley. Looking down at Voldemort, she saw something totally unexpected. There was fear in his eyes. Dodging the wand flashes to protect Phaedra, she flew in the direction of Hogwarts.

"Stop them, you fools," Voldemort screamed. "Accio broom!" He summoned a broom from a store on the other side of the alley, as did the two Deatheaters, and they took off after them.

Phaedra was heavy, and Harry was weighted down. She had to get to safety. Looking down she saw the cemetery, and remembered she had on the amulet the Watcher Elves had given her. Landing by the tree at her parents' gravesite, she transformed and pulled out the amulet.

"Miss Harry they will catch us."

"Hush, I'm getting us some help," she whispered. " Luna Servo, Luna Servo, Luna Servo," she chanted just as Artemis had told her to do if she was in trouble. Almost immediately, they were surrounded by watcher elves, and were pulled into an opening in the tree. They were sliding down into the earth and came to a halt in a large room. It was a cave and the crystals in the minerals sparkled in light given off from the iridescent phosphorus. Artemis stood before them, and Phaedra peeked at her from around Harry, as she clung tightly to her hand.

"Welcome to our home, Harry Potter, and you too, Little One," Artemis smiled, her lavender eyes bright with kindness.

"Miss Harry, where are we? Who are these little girls and boys with the funny colored hair?"

"Phaedra, this is Artemis. She is a watcher elf, and this is her home. She is two hundred years old."

"No, she's just a little girl, like me," Phaedra shook her head in disbelief as Artemis laughed.

"Believe what Miss Harry tells you, little one. I was old when the wise one you know as Dumbledore was a baby." Her voice had the tinkle of bells. "You are safe with us. We will send word to the castle. My people tell me that the one named for the Dog Star and the one who has been touched by the curse from the sun god are both out searching for you. I will send my people to tell them to meet you inside of the Hogwarts grounds to take you home. Dumbledore has intercepted the Dark Lord. Your friend saw him in the fire."

"Miss Harry, what is she talking about?" Phaedra asked confused.

"Sirius and Remus are out looking for us. The moon is full so Remus is in wolf form. It is an old legend among their people. I will tell it to you later. Sirius is named for the Dog Star and is in his dog form. The goblet showed them we were in trouble with Voldemort. My friend Ron saw it in the flames."

"I like him, he is cute. Can we go home now? I'm hungry and want mummy. I need to go to the bathroom again too."

"Shawna, take the little one to a place where she can relieve herself. Then we will feed our guests."

"Miss Harry?" Phaedra clung to her afraid to go with the elf.

"It is okay. She will bring you right back. The Watcher Elves are our friends."

"You won't leave me here alone?"

"No, I will be right here when you come back," Phaedra went off reluctantly, and Harry turned to talk to Artemis. "Thank you for coming to help. I couldn't have made it back otherwise."

"It is why we gave you the amulet. It is our pleasure to assist you in your endeavor to stop the Dark Lord. Now come and sit. You need some nourishment and rest."

Artemis led her to a low table, and Harry sat down on the floor. She was too big for the toadstools they used as chairs, but knew Phaedra would enjoy it. Artemis had steaming bowls of soup and fresh fruits and vegetables set out. Harry was starving, but waited for Phaedra to return before eating. She didn't have long to wait.

"Miss Harry, are these really grown ups?" she asked sitting down.

"Yes, Phaedra, they are really grown ups. Now rest for awhile and have something to eat."

Phaedra did not have to be told twice. She ate the soup happily and then munched on an apple. She looked around curiously, as she ate.

"It's pretty here. I like it. Mummy told me there were watcher elves but I didn't believe her."

"We do not like people to see us. It is our duty to watch and care for the wild creatures and plants around us," Artemis smiled, and Phaedra smiled back. "You are the niece of the one they call Snape?"

"I am Phaedra Snape. The bad wizard tried to hurt us but Miss Harry fooled him and flew away. She is an animagus."

"Sh...Phaedra I told you not to say anything."

"It is all right, Harry. We have seen you fly many times. We watched when you encountered the troll and had you summoned us would have come to your rescue then, but Dumbledore appeared."

"I couldn't call you and I didn't have my amulet that day. I know better now than to leave it home."

"You have learned a valuable lesson then," Artemis told her as another elf came and whispered in her ear. "Come now, we will take you to the wolf and the dog. Dumbledore will also meet you on the way."

"Come on Phaedra, we're going to go to the castle now. Your mum will be very happy as well as your uncle."

"Do you think Father Christmas came yet?"

"I really don't know, but if he didn't he is probably on his way," Harry smiled as they followed Artemis through a maze of tunnels. She was glad to be going home too. Glancing at her watch, she saw that it was almost eight o'clock. She couldn't wait to get back and have a hot bath and go to bed, but knew she would have to tell her story. It would be one that Phaedra would be telling her grandchildren one day, and Harry hoped, she would be telling them too.