Title: Strings of Fate

Author: Knife Hand

Feedback: Constructive feedback appreciated, flames unappreciated

Spoilers: Nothing Specific, general for first few books.

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I do not own Hermione, or Luna, or Ginny, or Cho, or... I would buy them all but I am broke.

Summary: Being raised only by his Aunt, Harry comes to Hogwarts not only knowing about the Wizarding World, but with a kind of training no one at the school is expecting.

A/N: This chapter screamed out to me to write it after what happened in the previous chapter, but don't go expecting two updates in a day as a regular thing. It is very rare. Due to the emotional nature of this chapter, it may come across as awkward or stilted. Given what is being dealt with, and the ramifications, it seems more real to me that a 'smooth and flowing' chapter would be. Life is messy, and dealing with it, in life or fics, should be equally messy.


Amelia awoke snuggling into Petunia's side, her head resting on the other woman's breast.

"Good morning." Petunia said, Amelia hearing the words through the vibration of Petunia's chest.

"Morning." Amelia replied, rolling off Petunia and onto her own back. "Sorry about just showing up last night."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Petunia asked.

"No, but I should." Amelia admitted, snuggling into the sheets. "This feels nice."

Petunia just lay there and let Amelia gather her thoughts.

"I had a crap last few weeks. An emergency came up and I had to drop everything to go to Hogwarts to deal with it, putting me weeks behind to start with." Amelia began. "Everyone's fine. Harry and his friends even helped out with the investigation. The worst part, though was the Magical backlash of destroying two very dark artefacts and then I had to make an impossible choice. We had a mountain of illegal material, all in the possession of students. There were so many, that simply holding trials would take up all the Magical Courts for at least five years. It would also destroy Hogwarts' reputation and may lead to closing the school."

"That's a hell of a thing." Petunia said. "What did you do?"

"I made a deal. I just hope I can live with it." Amelia admitted. "We destroyed all the material and did not press charges, in exchange for a permeant DMLE presence at the School. Hopefully this will stop these kinds of stuff getting in ever again, as some of them could have destroyed the School."

Petunia wrapped Amelia up in a hug, and Amelia melted into the embrace. In a moment of need and emotion, Amelia shifted and planted a kiss on Petunia's lips. After a second, Amelia realised what she had done and panicked. Still fully dressed, except for her shoes, Amelia rolled out of the bed and ran for the door. Petunia, also still in her clothes from the previous night, followed Amelia out of the room and down the stairs. Petunia reached out to stop Amelia's flight when the Witch disappeared with a crack, leaving Petunia to stumble through the now empty space.

Twenty minutes later, Petunia was still standing stunned in the entrance hall that Amelia had disappeared from when Hedwig swept in from the rear of the house where a window was always open for her. The Snowy Owl lighted on the small side table near Petunia and held out her foot with the letter from Harry attached. Shaken out of her stupor by a sharp bark from the Owl, Petunia took the letter and quickly read Harry's account, noting how similar it was to what Amelia told her but from a student's perspective. Looking down at the beautiful Owl, Petunia realised she had a Post Owl at her disposal.

"Hedwig, would you mind delivering something for me?" Petunia asked, getting an affirmative bark from the Snowy Owl. "Give me a few minutes."

Petunia wrote a quick letter to Amelia and sent Hedwig off to deliver it before returning to Harry at Hogwarts. Once the Owl was on her way, she went into the living room and sat in one of the recliners to wait.


"Mistress?" Kelpse asked. "Is everything ok?"

Amelia did not even notice as she walked up to her Study, where she did the work she brought home. She could not even believe that she had done that. She had just been so comfortable with Nia… no, she had no right to call her that any more. Petunia and her had gotten so close and now she had ruined everything. Evans would never want to see her again, and as soon as it was reported, Amelia would lose her job, particularly with the recent deal she had made at Hogwarts. Bugger just losing her job, she was probably going to Azkaban herself as soon as this got out. Her life was ruined, and the only thing she could think was how this would damage Petunia and how she would miss her when she was Azkaban.

Amelia had stared at the first page of the parchmentwork for Merlin knew how long when Kelpse entered.

"Mistress, there is a letter for you." Kelpse said.

Amelia took the letter and opened it presuming it was from the Ministry, either DMLE related or notice that she was fired and when her trail would be. It was not until she read the greeting that she recognised the handwriting as Petunia's.

Dear Ami,

I don't know what I did to make you run. Was it because I did not respond? I was surprised. Is it because what other's will think? I don't care about that.

If you think it was a mistake, then fine. If you think it was more, then I am happy to see where it goes. I don't care, all I know is I can't lose you. As a friend or more, I need you in my life.

For so long all I had was the Boys, then you were there and opened my eyes to more. I can't go back to that. Come visit or send an Owl, it doesn't matter, I just need you to talk to me.

Nia.

Amelia sat there for a few minutes, rereading the letter.

"Kelpse!" Amelia called.

"Yes, Mistress?" Kelpse said, from the door.

"I'm going out. I don't know when I'll be back." Amelia informed her.

Kelpse nodded, before Amelia Apparated out. She landed in a small park and made her way to Petunia's doorstep. She stood at the door, hesitantly for a few moments before knocking. Her nerves grew as she waited and was seconds from Apparating away again when Petunia opened the door. Wordlessly they moved into the living room and sat down on separate chairs.

"I'm so sorry." Amelia almost whispered after a few moments. "I was afraid. In the Wizarding World, that would have resulted in a complaint that would have gotten me fired and sent to prison, if for no other reason than to save the other Witch's reputation."

"I would never blame you for that." Petunia said. "And I know you had an emotional few weeks. Is that what it was?"

"I don't know." Amelia admitted. "But I don't do that kind of thing casually. Like you said in your letter, I can't lose you."

"So… what are we going to do then?" Petunia asked. "Give this a shot or stay friends only."

"You realise, if we do this, we'll never be fully accepted?" Amelia commented. "Everyone will look down on us. Pressure will be put on me to resign. While it is not illegal, people will try to make it so."

"There are only four people whose opinion I care about. Harry, Dudley, Susan and yours. You are the only ones who matter." Petunia replied.

"This could damage Harry's reputation with the Wizarding Word." Amelia pointed out.

"Then you underestimate Harry." Petunia said with a chuckle. "If he wants, he can make having two mothers and no father into the new status symbol, but he won't care as long as we are happy."

There was a long pause as Amelia sat there trying to decide what she wanted.

"Can we try it again?" Amelia asked

Petunia crossed the distance and Amelia stood. Their lips met and they both relaxed into the kiss.

TBC…