Heir of Hogwarts

Chapter Four

Three Weeks Later....

The Castle was closed down. No one came in, unless by floo powder and they only did so to bring more food, and no one went out. The reason was because there was currently about five hundred leprechauns of the Leprechaun Noble House of Sleane outside, trying to get in. They, of course, wanted to get Liz and drag her out by her hair back to Melinghar so she could have a "Conference" with her mother.

Liz had told the little people that if they continued to besiege the Castle she'd see them all hanging off of fifteen foot pikes lining the road to Melinghar. They retorted that if she didn't speak to her mother then they'd see her and Eilena (the Traitor) in merry 'ell for disobeying her sovereign. "Well you can swear at me all you want to, it's not going to impress me," she screamed at them, voice enhanced by a spell. "Because I know who taught you to swear and she didn't give her big guns away you filthy little ingrates!" With that she went inside, and dug in her bag for something.

They were in the library, they implying Harry, Ron, Hermione, Cho, Draco, and Liz. "Aha!" Liz murmured, smiling. Draco came over and slipped his arms around her waist from behind and whispered in her ear:

"What's the matter, love? Found a favorite toy?" When Liz pulled away he frowned and leaned closer to her ear. "Oh, c'mon, show some love to a poor half-orphan who has just gotten out from the middle of a control spell." Liz gave him a Look, and he backed away, hands in the air. "I surrender, I surrender. No need to shoot, officer." But then he rushed back at her and kissed her hard, then wrapped his arms around her again. All was forgiven.

Liz turned back to what she was doing. Looking in the mirror Liz noticed Hermione was watching this PDA (Public Display of Affection) with the opposite of ecstasy. Everyone else was very happy that she and Draco had, as they put it, 'Finally gotten together so we can get on with our own bloody lives'. Hermione had looked positively dismayed when Draco and Liz told everyone that they were a couple. Now it was Harry-and-Ginny, Ron-and-Cho, and Draco-and-Liz, Hermione was a seventh wheel.

Draco reached over and grabbed what she held. It flared white-hot and he dropped it and swore. Liz reached and hand out and whispered a spell before the thing reached the floor and broke. "All right y'all. A few rules for my magic gear. DO NOT TOUCH IT UNLESS I GIVE YOU PERMISSION!!!! Even then try not to. You'll mess it up without realizing it. Third, absolutely, positively NEVER touch my Naunenlas Crystal. It is priceless and if I lost it I would never be able to find another. No one sells them if they have one. This is my Naunenlas Crystal," she said holding up the perfectly clear crystal.

"You haven't changed, baby," said a new voice from over by the door. "You'll always be the same, no matter what. But," the voice said, with a sigh. "That's what I love about you."

They looked towards the door. A tall guy stood there. He must have been 6'6 with black, curly hair that fell into his eyes, which were emerald green. His voice was absolutely perfect, and was strongly Irish. Stylishly dressed in a dramatic black, there was no doubt that every inch of him practically screamed "Gorgeous!" He walked over to Liz, plucked her out of Draco's arms, pulled her close, and proceeded to kiss her as if he was going to die in the next minute and wanted to inform her of his feelings before he croaked. All the girls (except Liz, of course) went: "Oh. My. GOD. Oh, Lord. Oh. My. GOD!"

After five minutes of this, or, so it seemed to Draco, this guy let go of Liz. "Um", she said. "Hi, Gavin. It's nice to see you. How've you been?" She still looked shocked. "I've been great, my love. How've you been? Oh, I have finally shaken the dust of Lorien of my shoes. I've a new job here at Hogwarts." The infamous Gavin wrinkled his nose at the name of the school.

"Um, excuse me? Gavin?" said Harry, who looked very confused.

"Yea, Mr. Potter?" Gavin said, with a smile.

"But why are you here? Aside from seeing Liz, not that isn't a great reason in and of itself" Harry said, studying Gavin with a puzzled but thoughtful look.

"I have been chosen to be replace your Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher. It's a great honor seeing as how I'm only seventeen. Plus I'd be teaching my girlfriend, so I'll have to work at not being biased." He replied, still smiling.

"Excuse me, Professor Gavin. But she is my girlfriend now." Draco said, looking triumphant.

"Wait a minute, now. I'm not either of your girlfriends." Liz said, with Ginny and Cho standing behind her. It looked like they had been having a meeting while Draco and Gavin were arguing, and the results didn't look good. "We do not appreciate you trying to dominate us. How about we take a break on our relationships for a while. After that if you guys still view us as your personal snogging machines then we will take a permanent break." With that little speech, Liz, Ginny, and Cho got up and walked away.

Harry, Ron, Draco, and Gavin all looked shocked. Draco turned to Gavin and started yelling at him. "It's all your fault! Before you came she was fine!" He then stormed off out of the library. He poked his head back in and said: "I'm going to try and find them and reconcile with them. If I can't remember whose fault it is." Draco's head disappeared as he walked down the corridor outside the library, muttering to himself. *God, I can't believe I was arguing with her ex! ~I'm not her ex. We're still together.~ What was that? Gavin? Were you in my head? ~Of course you ninny. A first-term student at Lorien can do this, with no trouble. Barbarien.~ Oh, GOD! * By this time Draco was completly freaked out by Gavin being in his head.

He turned a corner and saw the girls. They'd seen him, of course, and they were whispering. As he approached they shoved Liz forward.

"Liz I really need to talk to you privately. Please." He pleaded, and a Malfoy never pleads. Liz nodded and walked with him.

"What's the matter?" she asked, her head tilted to one side.

"Gavin was in my head. I-I don't know how. I was just thinking about how I was arguing with him-" He broke off because Liz interrupted him.

"It's because you were thinking about him. It gives you a way in to the mind, if the person you want to examine is thinking about you. Ja- My father told me that."

"It's ok. You can call your dad by his first name in front of me, I don't care," he said.

She shook her head sadly.

"It isn't that. He isn't my real dad, when he and my mom got married when I was five, he adopted me. Before that I was Elizabeth Abigail Montgomery-Bla....Bl... I'm sorry, I have to go. Bye." She walked away with tears steaming down her face.

*Huh? The Ambassador isn't her dad? This doesn't make sense. ~Of course it doesn't make sense. It doesn't even make sense to me, even though it is all about me.~ Liz? ~Yes?~ Why are you in my head? You aren't trying to 'examine' me are you? ~No. I'm different; I'm drawn to people's thoughts when they think about me. Sorry, I'll try not to. ~ Ok. Thanks. ~Welcome.~ Creepy. * Draco thought, still slightly freaked out.

His back pocket buzzed, and a song started to play. It was 'Bright Lights' by Matchbox Twenty. He pulled the mirror out and it expanded to normal size. It was a double call; Liz appeared in one half of the mirror, Harry in the other.

"Hi Liz, Harry. What's the matter?"

Harry's response: "Did you talk to the girls?"

"No Harry I am a lot of things, but being your mediator is not one of them. Bye."

Liz's response: "Hey, can I come to the Head Boy/Girl chambers? Or am I not allowed? 'Cause I want to explain my sorry story to you."

Draco thought for a moment, and then replied. "I think you can. If not, then hang the rules. I'll see you outside the entrance in five minutes."

Chapter Five

"Hey." Draco, breathless, running up to the entrance to the Head Boy/Girl chambers. Liz was standing in front of the entrance, pacing. He whispered the password ("mocha coca"), and led Liz into his and Hermione's joint common room. "So.....What's your story?" he inquired. She looked out a window and reached into her shirt and fished around. After a second she pulled four large necklaces out of her shirt. One was what appeared to be a large ruby, but was really a large, rectangle red diamond, fringed by smaller white diamonds, on a long platinum chain. The second was the same shape and size and design, but the large jewel was a emerald green diamond. The other two were also the same size and shape and design, but were blue and yellow diamonds.

"These are the Jewels of Hogwarts" she said, slowly. "The red one was Godric Gryffindor's, the green Salazar Slytherin's, the blue Rowena Ravenclaw's, the yellow Helga Hufflepuff's. And," she said pulling out a jewel that was half way lavender and half deep violet. "This is the key to Hogwarts, to the final door, the one that they cannot unlock. These are all mine. The Sleane Clan had been entrusted with them before the founders died, they were to give them to the true heir of Hogwarts. When I was born my mother wasn't interested in me, so she gave my to the Sleane's, they recognized me for who I am, The Heir of Hogwarts" she said, half proudly, half bitterly. "Hufflepuff and Slytherin from my mother. But before I tell you who my real father is- was can we get Harry in here? Because he needs to hear what I have to say." Draco nodded and pulled his mirror out, Liz had made mirrors for everyone in their group. It was so they could communicate in between classes and stuff like that.

He got in touch with Harry after a moment. "Harry, you wanna come here? You can bring everyone. I have a feeling that they'll need to know if they aren't already coming."

Five minutes later Harry, Ron, Ginny, Cho, and Hermione were all sitting around the common room, they noticed that Gavin had been purposely left out. Having been filled in about what Liz had told Draco before they'd gotten there. "Are you ready?" Liz asked. Everyone nodded. "All right then. As I've said Hufflepuff and Slytherin come from my mother. That leaves Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, doesn't it? Well, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw come from my late biological father. His name is--was-- Sirius Black."

Silence reigned the room.

"What!?" Harry said, in a shocked tone, one of those tone that's a half whisper, half shout. "That's right. I'm your godsister, the last of the Blacks. My mother and Sirius met once after he'd graduated from Hogwarts. They fell in love, she got pregnant and didn't tell him. He left, she had me, gave me to the leprechauns, correctly assuming that they could raise me better than she. Met James Wall five years later, fell in love again, and married him. James adopted me, gave me his name. Forced his name on me actually. But since the leprechauns are my legal guardians, he could only make me use his last name, not make it legal and everything. My legal name is Lady Elizabeth Abigail Montgomery-Black, Wall when I choose to use it" she finished, pulled her wand out and pointed it at the table, murmuring a spell. A pitcher appeared out of thin air, and so did seven glasses.

"How? How can this be?" Harry turned red, realizing what he'd said. "I mean, why? Why wouldn't your mother tell Sirius?"

Liz took a swallow of what was in her glass and looked around the room. Everyone was looking at the pitcher, she realized that they were thirsty. "It's all right. It's only pumpkin juice. Harry, my mother would have rather died than make Sirius marry her and stay with her forever. You see, in her own twisted way, she actually cares for people besides herself. She cared for Sirius by making sure he had the life he wanted. She cares for me by giving me to the leprechauns, and by not cutting me off, and by leaving me be, mainly because she knows if she bothered me to often, I'd turn her into a gerbil." Liz grinned maliciously. They stared at her, amazed at her malice. "Don't get me wrong, I love my mother. She gave me life, I'll respect her forever for that. But I love her and I hate her. All at the same time. The truth is she uses me to get what she wants. She wanted me away from her and Fairview, so she could win the people back again, make them love her again, with them not thinking she really does look like a very beautiful gerbil."

"How can you say something like that about your mother? It's absolutely barbaric." Hermione said, shrilly. "I've never said anything like that about either of my parents!"

"Somehow I believe that." Liz said, sniffing and giving Hermione an amused look. "You look like the type that does everything your mummy and daddy tell you to, and without arguing, too. A parents dream. Loves school, excels at everything you put your mind to, and loving every minute bit of praise you can get for your very hard work. One of the types who are branded 'geeks' and 'dorks' and 'nerds'. Also someone who can't get the boy she wants, so she tries to insult the girl who does. That's pathetic, and low, and it's kind of a cheap, trampy thing to do. Especially for sex. All you had to do was ask me and I could hook you up with anyone. Gavin, for instance, you might appeal to him." Everyone's eyes bugged out at Liz. "The only reason I'm still a virgin is because Gavin knows if he did anything to me that I didn't like I'd....Well you probably don't want to know what I'd do." She grinned and leaned back in her chair.

There was a popping noise, and Eilena appeared out of thin air. "Ha! I knew you weren't stupid enough to throw yourself away on the likes of him! I knew it!" and with that, she hopped around, doing a jig.

"Eilena, have you been following me? You have, I know it. Just to hear a confession, eh? You could have just asked me." Liz looked hurt.

The rest of the group (except for Hermione) were feeling sorry for Liz and mad at Eilena. Eilena looked Liz up and down, and laughed. Hearing a leprechaun laugh is something else. There is no way to describe it but as extremly happy.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! You are good little missy, you are good. But you don't fool me for one second!" Liz started laughing, too. Everyone else was shocked.

"Excuse me" said Hermione, icily. "But I demand an apology. You have deeply offended me."

"Apology? For what?" Liz said, actually puzzled.

"For saying what you said about me. That I insulted you because you got the I wanted, which is not true. I insult you because you are a know-it-all-perfect-got-everything-going-for you-bitch!"

Liz was shocked, but she hid it well. "Well excuse me for being born rich, privliged, powerful, and looking the way I do. But you have no self-esteem, so that's why you don't like me. Because I am full to overflowing with it, you..." Then Liz called Hermione something that caused Eilena to say: "Very good, knew you had it in you!" in a very impressed voice. Everyone else was rubbing their ears, suprised to hear such burnin', flamin' word inside Hogwarts, where bad things happen to people who swear constantly.

All of a sudden Liz moaned, doubling over. Then she fainted. "Oh, sod it." Eilena muttered, annoyed. "I keep telling her not to do things in this place, trying to control it without the proper training is idiotic." She looked around and pulled out a jar. Opening it, she grabbed a handful of the stuff inside it and opened her palm and blew it around the room. Everyone breathed it in. When they came to, every trace of Liz was gone.