Author: The Smokey Gerbil Cloud PM
Adelphia Duke was orphaned at age six by a group of Death Eaters trying to kidnap her or kill her for Voldemort. Why? Because of her 'gift'. She can see the Future, and sometimes the past. Can Delphi make it through life being hunted like this?Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - Marauders & OC - Chapters: 5 - Words: 9,029 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 10 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 07-16-12 - Published: 11-02-11 - id: 7516195
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(A/N): Hey Guys! I know I haven't updated this story in so long, but I was busy with life and my many other stories. You know, I should have just named this chapter 'the chapter with the enormous amounts of visions' because honestly, there are like, thirty visions in this chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my many, many, many OC's.
We talked all the way to Hogwarts, though James and Sirius talked the most. Peter was too shy, and Remus just observed most of the time, while I avoided talking about my past at all costs, but was happy to talk about other subjects. I smiled as Sirius graphically portrayed himself strangling his younger brother, Regulus, and glanced over at Remus, only for my sight to cloud over and a flash of light interrupting the blackness before a vision played over in my head.
Looking up at the sky I could see the full moon hanging in the sky. My head turned without my doing, meaning that I was actually in this vision, and not just watching it. I made out the faces of Sirius, James and Peter in front of me. Suddenly, a howl rang through the trees, the kind that could only belong to a werewolf. I had encountered werewolves a few times, the first being when my parents were killed by the Death Eaters. Fenrir Greyback, a notorious werewolf who everyone knew liked to attack children, had been part of the mission to kill them. In my vision, our heads whipped around to the direction of the howl, our eyes wide in shock and fear. Another howl rang out, this time closer, and that was all we needed to get us moving out of the Forbidden forest and back to the castle. We could hear it getting closer and closer. It was nearly on top of us now, just waiting for the chance to pick us off, one by one and devour us! My vision dropped as I did, tripping over a large rock on the ground. The boys hadn't noticed my fall, but the werewolf most certainly had. I started scrabbling backwards on my hands, away from the snarling monster as I heard Sirius yell out from a distance. They must have noticed that I wasn't with them anymore and turned back because I heard their footsteps coming my way. I was going to call out to them, but so far the werewolf hadn't noticed them, and I wanted to keep it that way. I picked up a large rock in my hand which was smeared with blood from crawling across the sharp shards of rocks near the edge of the black lake. The werewolf lunged at me, growling with spit flying as it did so. As it was flying through the air at me a flash of white light blinded me to what was happening.
My sight faded back in to Sirius, James, Remus and Peter's faces staring at me, concerned.
"Delphi? You okay?" Sirius asked, still staring at me.
"Uh…yeah. Just uh…just a little…dizzy…" I said with a nervous laugh in a breathy voice. "I'm fine, really." I assured them, my voice quaking a little as the train slowed to a stop. "Oh crap, I didn't change!" I grabbed my clothes from the small bag I carried with me and rushed to the bathroom, getting changed in a hurry before sprinting back to the carriage, brushing my hair as I did so. Throwing my brush in my bag I grabbed Mona, my owl's cage. Mona was short for premonition, kind of an inside joke. The boys were still there, with Remus trying to hurry them out.
"Come on guys, we need to go, now." I told them as I pulled Mona's cage down and started exiting the room.
"We're coming, we're coming. Keep your skirt on." Sirius said with a roll of his eyes as James, Remus, Peter and him followed me out.
"Or better yet, don't." My eyes clenched shut as I heard him before I turned around and delivered a hard slap across his smart-ass cheek, almost sending him toppling to the ground with the sheer shock of a girl, and a first year mind you, slapping Lucius Malfoy in the face.
"Looks like we got a fighter on our hands!" One of his idiotic friends crowed, staring me down like I was a piece of meat.
"Oi, leave her alone!" A familiar voice called out from behind Lucius' band of ugly goons. "She's only a first year!" Lucius Malfoy and his friends grunted and reluctantly moved on, making way for the boy I could only describe as my brother. "Hey Addy, how you liking your new school so far?" I rolled my eyes at him with a smile on my face. Luke had light blonde hair that reached his jaw and was always slightly messed up so it looked like he had just woken up. His eyes were a blue-grey colour and his skin slightly tanned. Being a fourth year, he had accumulated some muscles over the years, and was also an orphan, just like me. In fact, our rooms were right next to each others, which is how we met. It's a funny story, but one I'll have to tell another time.
"Oh it's fine, from what I've seen anyway Luke, you know we only just got here." Luke smiled at me before slinging his arm over my shoulder and pulling me into his side as his form of a hug.
"Well, I got to go with the older kids in the carriages. Have fun in the boats." He smiled as my eyes widened fright before I managed to compose myself.
"Yeah, I'll see you later." See, I was freaking out, because at the orphanage, we had never learned to swim, so doing anything near or on water scared me, and Luke knew that. Of course, He also knew having fear of doing something never stopped me from doing it. He turned back to wave at me before walking off to the carriage his other friends were in.
"So uh…who was that?" James asked awkwardly.
"Just an old friend. We're real close though, practically family." I looked over at Peter and blinked in surprise. His eyes were bulging, his mouth curled up into a large smile, his eyebrows lifted to above his hairline. "Pete? You okay?" The others looked around at him and flinched back with disgruntled look.
"You slapped Lucius Malfoy!" I grinned before letting it drop for a second as I looked down at my hand before reaching out and wiping it down James' arm.
"Sorry James, had to get his jerk germs off my hand." Everyone smiled except for James, who still wore his disgruntled look as he wiped his hand on the bark of a tree.
"You slapped Lucius Malfoy!" Peter squeaked again. As we crested the hill over-looking the black lake, I saw Hagrid, the half-giant and grounds keeper of Hogwarts.
"You lot are the last to arrive. Ya know, I expected better from you, Miss Duke." The boys looked at me suspiciously and I gave them an awkward smile.
"Sorry Hagrid, we had a run in with Lucius Malfoy." She hissed his name like a snake and Hagrid's eyes widened before he managed to plaster a smile over his face.
"Well then, I'm sure the staff can forgive us for being slightly later than usual." We all grabbed a boat together and Hagrid set the boats speeding across the river, just so we could get there faster. When we got inside, we climbed up the stairs and found ourselves in front of Professor Mcgonagall.
"At Hogwarts there are four different Houses. Gryffindor, where the brave at heart dwell, Ravenclaw, where those of superior intellect are found, Hufflepuff, whose very motto is 'Loyalty', and Slytherin, for the cunning and ambitious. While at Hogwarts, you will treat your house members as if they were your family, and for every good deed you shall earn points, and every mis-behaviour you will lose points." She raised an eyebrow at Sirius and James and I had to hide a smirk with an innocent smile.
"We will now continue into the Great Hall where you will be sorted." As she turned her back I let the smirk rise to my lips and raised an eyebrow slightly, as if challenging the very thought of splitting our little group of misfits up.
The word echoed in my mind, and my smirk widened. Sometimes my visions aren't life-threateningly important, just humorous. The great big doors opened in front of me, and the smirk almost slipped from my face as I saw the hall, but Luke had described it to me many times over the past four years he had been coming here. The ceiling was so high up, it was hidden behind the charmed night sky, and the walls so far apart I had to turn my head to see each one. I scanned the tables and grinned as I saw Luke watching me with a sure smile on his lips from his place on the Gryffindor table. James, Remus, Sirius, Peter and I were at the front of the group of first years, and I could feel the stares of everyone in the room.
"First up to be sorted is….Aaron Ashford." A boy with short, pitch black hair, tanned skin and fern green eyes moved forward from his position just behind me silently and sat down on the hard wood stool, allowing Mcgonagall to set the sorting hat on his head. He was handsome, even for their age, I could see that. A trio of girls a few feet back were giggling quietly and gushing over him, she could hear them perfectly.
"Ravenclaw!" 'Aaron' let an easy grin rest on his lips as he handed the hat back to Mcgonagall and made his way over to the Ravenclaw table, my eyes following after him.
"Sirius Black." I smiled at Sirius reassuringly as he started towards the stool.
"Sirius Black." I saw him climb the two short steps as he just had before sitting on the stool, crossing his arms, grinning nervously at someone in the crowd before Mcgonagall placed the sorting hat on his head. After thinking it over for a few seconds, the hat delivered its verdict.
I smiled at him again, and recognised the nervous grin before it even appeared on his face. So it was me he was grinning at. Mcgonagall placed the hat on his head and it considered it's choices for maybe half a minute before it shouted it's prognosis.
"Gryffindor!" I had started clapping before the hat had even opened it's torn mouth, but no one seemed to notice. Sirius grinned at me and practically strutted to the Gryffindor table, sitting opposite the empty spot next to Luke.
"Jonathan Crankle." A sinister looking boy stepped up to the stool and sat, his nose wrinkling in disgust as Mcgonagall set the hat on his head.
"Slytherin!" The hat took almost no time to decide, and, staring at the boy, I saw why.
I was walking down an empty, silent corridor, the only light that of the torches in their sconces, their flickering light sending the shadows cowering. I suddenly became aware of a pair of footsteps behind me and quickened my pace, feeling the adrenaline rush through my veins, my heart slamming in my throat as my pace quickened to a run in response to my pursuers echoing footsteps. I sprinted down corridor after corridor before turning a corner, finding myself cornered against a dead end wall. Spinning around on my heel, I saw that my pursuer had caught up, standing across from me, staring me down from underneath his dark hood. A sinister smirk, like a grin laced with arsenic, curled his lips as his hood fell back, obviously relishing in my fear. There he stood, Jonathan Crankle, his ash blond hair glowing in the moonlight, his sharp blue eyes glittering with hatred and disgust as he stepped closer to me, sending my back against the wall as I tried to replace that space I had lost. He steeped closer, and closer…and closer…until, finally, his fist made contact with my face, sending me sprwaling to the ground, my mind reeling as I gasped for breath, refusing to cry in front of him, in front of the enemy….
I looked up and saw him leave the stool, and had to stop myself from either cowering back into Remus or tackling him to the ground and beating him to a pulp.
"Kathleen Crankle." A petite girl swallowed deeply before making her way towards Mcgonagall, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears of fear and nervousness. I couldn't help it, I felt bad for her, looking so scared and alone up on that stage in front of the entire school, I smiled at her kindly, trying to reassure her. The corner of her lips quirked up in a nervous smile as she took a deep, shaking breath before the hat was placed on her head.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat took about as much time with her as it had her brother, and a wide smile spread across her lips as she jumped up from the stool, looking triumphant as she handed the sorting hat back to Mcgonagall. She had straight, shoulder length, light brown hair currently in a messy bun, soft, hazel coloured eyes, and sort of tanned skin, like she had only half finished her tanning time.
"Adelphia Duke?" I smirked again as I saw some of the older kids gasp in recognition, and I sawProfessor Mcgonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore lean forward to get a better look at me, eager to see which house I would be placed in. Climbing the stairs, I turned on my heel and sat gently upon the surface of the wooden stool, making eye contact with first James, Remus, Lily, Sirius and then Luke before turning my attention to the sorting hat Mcgonagall had set on my hair.
Ah, the young seer! I smiled slightly as the hats rasping voice echoed in my head. Now, where shall we put you? Unconsciously, memories began flitting through my mind. Some, that I hadn't even been old enough to remember. Sitting on my fathers knee, watching my mother wash the dishes… The day I had first arrived at the Orphanage, Dumbledore holding my hand a he guided me through the orphanage… then there were some I could remember, like the first time I had met Luke, or when I had almost died falling out of a tree, conquering my fear of heights, only to have Luke catch me… my meeting with Lily…my meeting with my fellow 'Marauders'… Ah yes, I think I know just the place to put you.
"Gryffindor!" My fellow Marauders, Lily and Luke clapped so loudly that those at the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables were forced to join in, and I made my way to my spot next to Luke as quickly as I could, trying to hide my blush behind my long, dark brown, curling hair.
"Lily Evans." Lily blushes as she steps up to the low stage, the hat being set on her head lightly as she sat down.
"Gryffindor!" She grinned, looking slightly regretful as Snape huffed quietly, looking hurt and angry. She moved over to our table as quick as she could, sitting herself on the other side of me, with enough room to fit a person between us. A few more people were called up and sorted before I saw anyone who I might want to talk to.
"Alice Fortescue!" She was a petite girl with a rounded face and short cropped, black hair and kind but mischievous looking brown eyes. She sat on the stool with the sorting hat drooping down, swamping her, her wide smile the only thing visible from under it.
"Gryffindor!" The hat cried after a few seconds, leaving Alice to reach up, pulling the sorting hat from her head, skipping over to our table and sitting between Sirius and the boy he had been sitting next to beforehand. I heard him introduce himself to her as Frank Longbottom, and his name triggered another vision. Boy, was my mind the popular haunt for the future or what?
I saw Alice and Frank, perhaps seven or eight years older than they were now, dressed in an elegant white dress and an exquisite black tuxedo. Once again, I was there. I could feel it, the wide smile on my face, the tears of joy that had slipped down my face, and the arm of an unknown man wrapped snugly around my waist.
I blinked at Alice and Frank, who were now talking quietly, and smiled before turning back to the Sorting Ceremony.
"Remus Lupin?" I grinned at Remus as he made his way to Mcgonagall, sitting on the edge of the stool, looking nervous, but almost completely hiding it behind his kind smile.
"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled, causing Sirius, James, Peter, I and shortly after Alice and Frank to clap for him until he sat down between Lily and I, smiling back at me after I nudged him in the side gently.
"Candice Kornek?" A tall, chubby girl with dark auburn, shoulder length hair, green eyes and pale skin let Mcgonagall set the hat on her head without so much as a fidget, a small smile on her lips as she stared out at the crowd. I realised that I recognized her. Back at the Orphanage, every few weeks we got together with another magical orphanage from across town and played sports. I recognized this girl, Candice, from the rival lacrosse team. Yes, I played lacrosse, and yes, technically I was cheating if I got a vision in the middle of a match, but I come to respect this girl for her strong throwing arm, and considered suggesting her as a chaser for the Quidditch team if she were in Gryffindor.
"Ravenclaw!" She grinned ecstatically before making her way to the Ravenclaw table and settling in.
"Mary Macdonald." A beautiful girl with long, dark brown hair, fair skin and grey eyes made her way to the front of the ever dwindling group of first years and allowed the hat to be set on her head.
"Gryffindor!" Mary grinned, and I could see straight away that the hat had made the right decision. She made her way over to the Gryffindor table and slid into the spot between Remus and Lily, a slight brush creeping onto her cheeks as Remus offered her his hand to shake.
"Marlene McKinnon." A tall and willowy, pale girl with waving blonde hair that reached to the bottom of her ribcage, accompanied by a set of icy blue eyes stepped up to the hat.
"Gryffindor!" She crossed the space between the small stage and the Gryffindor table quickly, sitting down across from me, next to Sirius. Dorcas Meadows, the next girl, was also sorted into Gryffindor, quickly followed by Peter.
"James Potter?" I saw the familiar smug smirk coat his face as he jogged slowly up the two steps and winked at the group of Hufflepuff girls nearby a he sat down on the too short stool, Mcgonagall setting the sorting hat on his already messed up hair.
"Gryffindor!" Remus, Sirius, Peter and I clapped loudly, Sirius even whistled loudly as James slipped off of the stool, bowing deeply, handed the hat back to Mcgonagall and slunk over to the Gryffindor table, taking his spot next to Lily. A few more people passed before Snape was called up to be sorted.
"Severus Snape." I heard James and Sirius holding back snickers as they joked about him, and I saw Lily glower at them with fire in her eyes.
"Slytherin!" Lily looked disappointed, but still clapped for her friend along with the Slytherin table. The last few first years were sorted, almost all of them in Hufflepuff, Slytherin or Ravenclaw before Dumbledore stood, told us to dig in, and sat down again, food suddenly filling all of the golden plates on the table. Just as I started in on my creamy chicken and mushroom soup (which was delicious by the way), I felt someone's eyes on me and looked up. The first set of eyes was Sirius. He was watching me from across the table with an amused smirk on his face, a chicken drumstick dangling from his fingers as her mimed wiping his mouth. Blushing, I rubbed the white cloth napkin next to my plate around my mouth. Then, looking up again, I noticed the set of eyes I had really felt on me. Up at the table for the Professors, Dumbledore was staring down at me, an amused twinkle in his clear blue eyes as he looked at me over his half moon glasses, tapping his index finger to where his watch would be if he had use of one. I nodded slightly, acknowledging that I had seen him while making sure none of the others around me had seen it.
That meant to meet up later, outside his office.
(A/N): Did you guys like Luke? Did you like the visions? Also, that Ravenclaw girl, Candice Kornek, is named after my sister, Candice, with the last name of the boy she has a crush on. No, she doesn't play lacrosse, but I played it like, once, and in that one game I managed to hit both of my best friends in the head with the lacrosse stick, at two different times. (Oops, sorry guys!)
Also, in the vision about Alice and Frank's wedding, who do you think the guy was who had his arm around Delphi's waist? Please review with what you think of this story!