The Twin Lockets

The Twin Lockets

Chapter Seven: Luna's Prophecy

Harry sighed. Nothing was going as planned. He'd lost the memory and now the locket was gone. He hadn't found anything from the Orphanage and Ginny was still avoiding him.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron stepped onto the train to Hogwarts, each looking a little put out. And, for one of them, a little guilty. Ginny followed, slowly.

Ron walked to a compartment. "Coming, Gin?"

"Um, no. I have somewhere else I'm sitting," Ginny replied, swiftly walking away.

"Hmm. Wonder where she's going," Ron commented. He slid open the compartment door. There was only one person seated in it: a brown haired boy who was staring out the window. Ron's eyes widened. "Hey!"

The boy spun around. "Oh, it's you. From the Orphanage. I thought... nothing."

Hermione looked at the two boys quizzically. "Do you two know each other?"

"Sort of," Ron said. "This is William Paris. I sort of met him at the Orphanage."

"Oh! I remember seeing him! I didn't know he was a wizard," Hermione said, sitting down.

"Yeah, I'm new to Hogwarts," the brown eyed boy said. "I'm going to be starting my sixth year."

"Hope to see you in Gryffindor, mate," Ron said, sitting.

Harry looked at William. For some reason, he disliked the boy. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but the dislike was there.

"I'm Hermione Granger." Hermione held out her hand and shook it with William's.

William looked up at Harry. "And you are..."

"Harry. Harry Potter." Harry could feel a strange tenseness between himself and William just then.

"Oh. I see. I've heard... much about you," William said.

Hermione looked back and forth between the two. She could tell that neither one liked each other. But why?

Ron didn't seem to notice it a bit. "Oi! I hope the cart comes by soon. I'm starving!"

"Ron, we just ate!" Hermione scolded. "You're going to weigh three hundred pounds by the end of the year if you go on like this."

Before Ron could reply, the door slid open. "Oh, sorry. I'll find another one."

"Wait! You can sit here," Harry said.

A girl with black hair and dark eyes entered. Ron immediately recognized her as Jenna, the girl he and Harry had met. The girl who, for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to like.

Jenna sat down. She looked at William and smiled. "I'm Jenna."

"William," the boy said, extending his hand.

But, when William and Jenna shook hands, Jenna backed away. "Sorry. It... never mind."

Jenna looked up at Hermione. No one had noticed it, but she had been staring intently at Jenna the whole time, her eyes wide with shock and perhaps even fear. "I'm... I'm Hermione."

She and Jenna shook hands. Jenna looked a little taken aback by Hermione's nervousness around her. Hermione just looked surprised, as if a sudden realization had come upon her. Which, perhaps, very well may have happened.

The five passengers in the cart were silent. Hermione and Ron eyed Jenna, one because of the shock of seeing her and the other because of a strange feeling of dislike. Jenna watched William, a strange look of fear and maybe even a confused sense of anger in her eyes. William stared at Harry, impassively, as if waiting for something to happen. Harry went back and forth looking at all four of them, not quite sure what was happening.

"Hullo!"

The five people looked up to see Luna and Neville at the compartment entrance.

"Mind if we sit in here?" Neville asked.

"Of course not. Come on in," Harry said.

Neville looked at Hermione, whose eyes were very wide at the moment. Luna didn't seem to notice a thing, but just sat down and began reading the newest issue of The Quibbler.

Hermione shook her head. No, she couldn't be seeing this. The girl, Jenna, couldn't be who she suspected. She thought back to Lily's memory. She remembered seeing a picture of a woman with dark hair and eyes on a table, the only picture in the dimly lit house the memory had taken place in. She remembered how Lily had looked at the picture and said, "You still miss her, don't you?" She remembered the lack of a reply. "I do," Lily had continued. "I'll always miss Kelly."

Hermione remembered the reply. "She's gone. She and Jenna are gone. They were all I had."

Lily's voice echoed back to Hermione. "No. You still have me."

Jenna was the split image of the woman in the picture. The woman called Kelly.

Hermione shuddered. How was this possible? Unless she was mistaken, the girl named Jenna was supposed to be dead. And she was supposed to have died seventeen years ago.

I'll talk to her, Hermione thought. Ask her a few questions. If I can find out what happened, maybe I can fix it. Maybe there's still hope. This is my sign. Jenna. If there's one person that can help me, it's going to be her. But, she's in danger. That is, if I'm right...

"We'd better get changed into our robes, now," Harry interrupted Hermione's train of thought.

"Yeah," Hermione said, absent mindedly, standing up.

"I changed before I came to the station," Luna said. Her robes, unlike traditional ones, was a sparkly blue, with small birds patterned onto it.

"I'll change later," Ron said, taking a bite of a chocolate bar Harry had bought for him earlier that day. "Mmm..."

"Yeah, I'll go, too," William said. "This is my first day."

Jenna stood up and walked out of the compartment to change without saying a word or so much as a glance behind her.

"Sheesh. What's her problem?" Ron asked.

If only you knew, Hermione thought, walking after Jenna. She needed to speak with her as soon as possible. Soon, the only two people in the compartment were Ron and Luna. "Want some chocolate?" Ron asked.

"Sure," Luna said. But, as she reached forward to take the piece of chocolate, something happened. Luna froze, getting a distant look in her eyes. It reminded Ron of the look Professor Trelawney got just before making one of her fake predictions.

Luna was shaking, fiercely. "The son of a riddle... their heir, beware. The grandchild of the Dark Lord, with a locket round their neck. With the power to save the world and the power to destroy it. The heir of Riddle is the only one. The only one that can save us. And that can save the Chosen One..."

Luna gave a shudder and then fell to the ground.

"Luna! Luna!" Ron scream, dropping down to the girl and shaking her.

The compartment door swung open. Harry, Hermione, Neville, William, and Jenna stood in the doorway.

Luna gasped. "The heir..."

With that, Luna fainted.

Ron looked up at the five surprised faces, Luna's words ringing in his mind: "The heir..."