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Chapter three part one

Here the story starts

(Memory start)

In Hogwarts, Destiny and her sisters were in their second year. Draco, Samantha, William and Destiny would always be together and away from others. Destiny would mostly stay in the library, studying the books and doing her homework and helping other people learn. Lots of students liked her because of her caring and helpful nature. Destiny and her sisters were placed in Gryffindor last year, and Destiny was chosen to be the Gryffindor chaser by McGonagall while she was having fun with her sister. Destiny called her parents, uncles and the Malfoy for her first Quidditch match, but only the Malfoys came. Since that day, the Malfoys never missed a match and always cheered for only Destiny. When Harry came to Hogwarts he started a rumor that she was mentally ill and she always lied and lots of people started avoiding her and gossiping behind her back. It hurt her feelings, but she ignored it because she had her friends. In the first week of the school year, Destiny made a new friend, Hermione. They usually hung out together in the library, reading and learning what they could from the books and each other. Destiny's other friends also joined in sometimes, Draco hated Destiny's friendship with Hermione but he never mentioned it. Almost every day was a nightmare for Destiny because of Harry and Ron. One afternoon, Destiny saw Hermione crying as she ran to the girls restroom and quickly turned to Draco, "I'll meet you at the feast."

"Where are you going?"

"I think Hermione needs a shoulder to cry on, bye," Destiny said, running after Hermione.

When Destiny reached the restroom, she could hear Hermione crying and gently knocked on the door, "Hermione?"

"Go away!" Destiny heard Hermione say.

"Did something happen?" Destiny asked.

"Leave me alone!" Hermione commanded.

"Talk to me," Destiny said to her, refusing to leave, "Is it about Harry and Ron? Did they do something to you?"

Hermione started to cry harder.

"Don't listen to them," Destiny said, "Hermione, you're a bright student. You can't let two idiotic morons judge you just because you are right. Don't take anything they say seriously, what did they say that made you upset?"

Hermione was quiet for a while until Destiny asked, "Won't you tell your friend?"

"They said that I'm a know-it-all and I don't have any friends yet and no one wants to be my friend!" Hermione sobbed.

"You are a great person, Hermione and they just don't release it. When they do, it's going to be too late. They're going to regret what they said. Come on, Hermione, let's go to the feast, you're probably hungry."

Hermione slowly opened the stall door.

"Are you okay now?" Destiny asked softly, careful not to make her upset again.

Hermione nodded.

"Let me see you smile," Destiny said, and when Hermione didn't smile, she started tickling her.

"Stop it!" Hermione said between laughs, gasping for breath, "Stop!"

Destiny stopped, "Shall we go to the feast?" she asked, walking away from the stall as Hermione followed.

They turned around and were about to leave the restroom when a mountain troll entered, and they both froze. The mountain troll looked at them and roared, raising his club above his head, ready to hit them. Destiny pushed Hermione away as Harry and Ron ran into the bathroom. The troll saw Ron and Destiny took her opportunity to grab her wand, only to remember that she hadn't brought it with her.

"Move!" Destiny told Hermione, grabbing her arm and dragging her away to hide under the sink where they couldn't be seen. Harry jammed his wand up the troll's nose, who violently swung his club, hitting the sink but luckily missing them.

"Ron, do something!" Harry shouted as the troll raised its club to hit him.

"What should I do?!" Ron panicked.

"Use the levitation charm!" Destiny shouted.

"What?" Ron asked dumbly.

Destiny simplified what she said for him, "Use the flying spell on the club!"

Ron took out his wand and pointed it at the club, thinking about the spell, "Wingardium Leviosa!'

The troll's club flew into the air and the troll watched it as it fell on his head. Spinning around slightly, the troll fell on the ground on its face.

"Are you okay, Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," she said, turning to Destiny, "Are you alright?"

"Just a little bit shaken," Destiny replied, watching as Harry pulled his wand out of the troll's nose, covered in a disgusting lumpy grey substance.

"Ew!" Ron shouted in disgust, "Troll boogies!"

Harry wiped his wand off on his trousers and put it away.

"Is it dead?" Hermione asked.

"I really don't think so."

"It's just knocked out," Destiny said, "I'm glad no one was hurt."

Suddenly the door got slammed open and Professor McGonagall, Snape and Quirrell entered the broken remains of the restroom. Professor Quirrell saw the troll and looked terrified, placing a hand over his heart and sitting on the floor.

"What on earth were you thinking?!" McGonagall asked angrily.

"You're lucky you weren't killed," McGonagall continued, "What happened? Why aren't you in your dorms?"

Harry pinned the blame on Destiny, "Destiny called me and Ron here to fight the troll!"

"Miss Black," McGonagall said sternly, turning toward her.

"No, I didn't call them!" Destiny protested, "I did not even know that there was a troll in the castle. I came here to see if Hermione was alright because she was crying. I'm telling the truth, you can ask Hermione and my friends."

"She's lying!" Harry said, "She forgot her wand on purpose and wanted us to get in trouble."

"It's not true." Destiny said.

Suddenly there was a small voice, "Destiny doesn't know anything about the troll," Hermione said, "Harry stuck his wand in the troll's nose and Ron knocked it out. If they didn't come here, we would be dead."

Ron put his wand down and looked at Hermione in shock and betrayal. Professor McGonagall looked over at Destiny angrily, "Where is your wand?"

Destiny hung her head in shame, "I kept it in my bag and forgot about it."

"I can't believe that you can be this careless. 20 points from Gryffindor, detention for a week, and I am going to write a letter to your parents. I am very disappointed in you," McGonagall said angrily, "If you aren't hurt, you should go to Gryffindor Tower. Students are finishing the feast in their dorms."

Destiny and Hermione left. Destiny was about to go to the Slytherin Dormitory when Hermione asked, "Where are you going?"

"Slytherin," Destiny told her, "I need to get my bag."

Hermione went to Gryffindor Tower. Destiny went out of the castle and sat near the lake, closing her eyes and going invisible, sleeping there the entire night. The next day, Destiny was having her breakfast when suddenly a big parcel fell on top of her head. She looked up to see two owls, each holding a red howler.

"Hey everyone," Julie said, "Black's got two Howlers!"

Destiny was used to these types of jokes about her because of her parents and opened the letter.

"DESTINY HOPE BLACK!" Lucius' voice boomed, "HOW DARE YOU NOT WRITE A LETTER TO NARCISSA AND I FOR THE LAST TWO MONTHS."

There was a tiny pause, "Do you know how worried we are here?" He asked with concern, "Is everything okay with you and your sisters? Do you want me or Narcissa to come there? We got news from Draco about a troll in the castle. We hope you did not go to find a new pet to keep in your room because I know you like new pets but not in the castle. You already have enough pets in the house so don't you dare find a new pet. Trolls are not pets! Write letters every week or else next time I won't be sending you a HOWLER, I will come there and make you write letters for me. I hope you get my message clearly. Eat well in school and eat whatever Narcissa and I send you!" Lucius finished, somewhere between concerned, angry, and cheerful.

Destiny immediately looked at Draco, who was trying to hide from her eyes, because he knew that if she got hold of him, he was dead. Destiny took the parcel and the letters and placed them in front of Draco.

"Open the letter."

Draco open the letter and heard his mother's voice

"Destiny, don't do anything to Draco. I know that you are mad at me and Lucius because we told them to do it, but we are worried about you. You have stopped writing to me and Lucius so we got this crazy idea. We didn't want to spy on you or interfere with your freedom, we just wanted to make sure that you were ok and healthy. Don't take Lucius too seriously, and do eat the cauldron cakes and the Sherbet lemons. We will see you soon, write to us and enjoy yourself."

Destiny turned to Draco and William, "What's wrong with you guys?"

"Mother was worried about you," Draco said, leaning away in case she got upset.

Destiny took a breath, "I need my space, I am not a baby."

"Tell that to them," William said, "I'm sure they'll freak out."

"Come on, Des, they'll get it someday," Samantha comforted.

"I think you're right."

The memory changes

On the day of the first Quidditch match, Destiny walked out of the changing room and bumped into Oliver Wood. "Good morning, great weather for Quidditch."

"You're early," Oliver commented.

"Nice way to say good morning, I just wanted to be ready early. Sorry I couldn't make it to practice."

"It's alright," Oliver said, "You're a wonderful chaser and I don't want to lose you no matter what. Both of your parents were Quidditch stars, so I understand where the talent comes from."

Destiny smiled fakely, she always hated whenever people said that her talents came from her parents.

"I heard we have a new seeker, who is it?" Destiny asked.

Oliver didn't tell her who it was, but only gave a hint, "You know him very well."

"Who?" Destiny asked.

"You'll see."

Destiny opened her broom kit and started to check her broom very carefully. A while later, the entire team was present. Everything was fine until Destiny saw Harry, "What the heck are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that!"

Oliver walked up to them, "Destiny, meet Harry, our new seeker and Harry, meet Destiny, our awesome chaser."

Destiny hit Oliver on his arm and said, "We know each other, Oliver. He's my stupid scarhead cousin, Harry Potter. Who put him on the team?!" She demanded.

"Professor McGonagall," Oliver said.

Destiny took a breath to steady herself, "I'm leaving the team after this match."

"What?!" Angelina asked in shock.

"No," Katie pleaded, "Oliver, you can't let her go!"

"You always want to ruin everything!" Harry shouted.

"Destiny, you can't leave!" Oliver said.

"I can't stand him," Destiny spoke, looking at Harry sideways.

"What would you tell Professor McGonagall?" Oliver asked demandingly, looking into her eyes.

"That I lost interest."

Suddenly the door opened and the Gryffindor team saw Professor McGonagall and she ask, "Are you coming out? The whole school is waiting for you."

Destiny looked at McGonagall, "Professor, I want to quit from this team after this match," she said with determination.

"What?" McGonagall asked in shock, "Why would you want to leave?"

"I lost interest."

"I'll make my decision after the match," McGonagall said, turning around and leaving.

"You don't have any sportsmanship," Harry said, and Fred nodded in agreement, "You don't have a heart,"

"Let's finish the match soon," Destiny said, picking up her broom and turning to walk away.

"Don't you want to hear what I have to say?" Oliver asked.

Destiny waited as Oliver finished his speech and they all walked out to the field, Harry going over to Grace and Adam.

"What took you guys so long?"

"Team player problem."

"What?"

"A player wanted to quit Quidditch after this match."

"It's gonna be hard to find a new player if this one is good…" Sirius mused.

"Hey, look!" Remus said, "Lucius and Narcissa are coming."

"Hi, Cissy," Adam said, "Who are you cheering for?"

"For my niece, you'll see."

"There she is!" Lucius said with excitement as Destiny ran over, giving him a hug.

"Ready for the match?" Lucius asked.

"Yeah!"

Grace turned to them, "When did you start playing Quidditch?!" She asked in shock.

"If you read the letter I sent last year, you would have known about it," Destiny mumbled under her breath.

"Did you say something?" Adam asked.

"This year," Destiny said, answering Grace's question, "and this will be my first and last match with Harry."

"Before you go," Narcissa spoke, "Lucius and I have bought something for you."

"What?" Destiny asked curiously, "I hope it is not another box of sweets, I've already eaten so many of those."

"No, we have bought you something special, you'll see it when you get home, but here's a picture," Lucius said, showing her a photo.

Destiny looked at the photo and almost squealed in excitement. The picture was of a very rare parrot which she had been trying to find and buy for almost a year. Destiny kissed Lucius and Narcissa cheeks and happily ran back to her team, Harry trailing behind her. Everyone sat down in their places as the match started, commentary provided by Lee Jordan.

"...And the Quaffle is taken by Destiny Hope Black of Gryffindor, she flies to Slytherin's goal hoops but suddenly she flies back to Gryffindor! Destiny passes the Quaffle to Angelina Johnson who passes it to Katie Bell. Katie flies to Gryffindor goal hoops and she passes the Quaffle to Destiny. She flies past the Slytherin players and dodges a Bludger sent her way by Martin, and… DESTINY HOPE BLACK SCORES!" Lee Jordan shouted over the yells of the crowd, "Gryffindor is in the lead, 10:0!"

Slytherin captain Marcus Flint looked at Destiny in rage and Harry was astonished to see how well Destiny was playing because he had never seen Destiny on a broom. The whole school was cheering for Destiny, and Grace and Adam were very impressed with how their daughter was playing.

Lee Jordan continued his commentary, "Marcus Flint takes the Quaffle and he flies to Gryffindor's goal hoops and he sc- Nope, stopped by an excellent move by Oliver Wood and Gryffindor takes the Quaffle! Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint and she is off with the Quaffle - OUCH - that must have hurt," Lee winced when a Bludger hit Katie, "hit in the back of the head by a Bludger! Quaffle taken by Slytherin, Adrian Pucey speeding off towards the goal hoops, blocked by a second Bludger sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which - nice play by a Gryffindor Beater, anyway, and Angelina gets back the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes! She's really flying,dodges a speeding Bludger, the goal hoops are ahead- Come on, now, Angelina! Keeper Bletchley dives, misses… GRYFFINDOR SCORES!"

Gryffindor cheers filled the cold air of November, with howls and moans from the Slytherins. Way up above them all, Harry was flying over the game, looking about for some sign of the Snitch. This was part of his and Wood's game plan. 'Keep out of the way until you see the Snitch. We don't want you to be a target or get hurt.' When Katie had scored, Harry had done a couple of loop-de-loops to show his excitement. Destiny flew to him and warned, "Be alert and keep an eye out for the Snitch."

A Bludger came straight at Harry that he dodged and Fred Weasley came chasing after it and asked, "You alright there, Harry?" as he violently hit the Bludger toward Marcus Flint.

Destiny went to her position. Harry nodded his head yes and Fred got another Bludger, shooting it toward a Slytherin player.

"...Destiny has the Quaffle and she is flying straight to the Slytherin's goal hoops - OUCH - a Bludger hit to the face, but she scores!"

The Gryffindor captain immediately asked for a time out after getting a signal from Angelina. The whole Gryffindor team landed near their tent. Harry asked, "Why did you stop the match? I just saw the Snitch!"

"Destiny's bleeding."

Harry grumbled in frustration just as Destiny began to speak, "I'm alright, let's continue the match!"

"Are you mad?!" Angelina asked, "Your nose is probably broken!"

Alexander Weasley entered the tent and asked, "Is everything okay?"

"Destiny has a broken nose and she's bleeding badly," Katie told him, rushing out to get Madam Pomphrey.

Lucius and Narcissa entered the tent and saw Destiny, "You have to get to the hospital wing right now."

"Can you guys stop reacting like I'm a baby?" Destiny asked, "I'm fine! My nose is only bleeding a little, I'm not dying. We can take care of this later."

Before anyone could say anything, Destiny went out of the tent and mounted her broom and started to fly and everyone looked at each other in disbelief and the Gryffindor team mounted their brooms and flew back to the match. Alex, Lucius and Narcissa went back to their seats. Adam asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Destiny has a broken nose," Lucius told him.

"Nothing new, she's always breaking things, now she broke her nose," Grace commented, "Last time she broke Harry's favorite broom."

Narcissa quickly shot up, "Harry got a new broom and Destiny has been using that broom since she was eight years old, it was never Harry's."

Sirius tried to calm them down, "Let's not forget, we're here for a Quidditch match!"

They all quieted down and watched the match. A few minutes later, Gryffindor and Slytherin were in tie, 100 to 100. Harry had been trying to find the Snitch and Destiny was having a hard time with her bloody bleeding nose because she could not breathe properly. She wished Harry would find the Snitch already. Harry was taking rounds every few minutes and suddenly he saw the Snitch and dived, crashing into Destiny.

"What the hell?!" Destiny yelled at him.

"What was that for? I just saw the snitch!"

Katie intercepted, "Guys, just stop!"

"Whatever!" Destiny said, rolling her eyes and flying away.

"Just watch where you're going," Katie told Harry kindly, flying after Destiny.

Destiny was cursing Harry under her breath. Slytherin had taken the opportunity and scored 30 more points. Harry knew they had to finish the game quickly or they could lose. After a few minutes, Gryffindor was in lead by 130 points and Harry saw the snitch, flying to it carefully this time and the Slytherin Seeker Terence Higgs noticed. Neck to neck, they hurtled towards the Snitch - all the Chasers except Destiny seemed to have forgotten what they were supposed to be doing as they hung in mid-air to watch. Destiny got the Quaffle without Slytherin's notice and they scored 40 more points.

"Look at that!" Lee Jordan said, "A great play from Gryffindor's Chaser, Destiny Black!"

McGonagall knew what decision she had to make.

Harry was faster than Higgs - he could see the little round ball, wings fluttering, darting up ahead - he put on an extra spurt of speed - WHAM! A roar of rage echoed from the Gryffindors below - Marcus Flint had blocked Harry on purpose and Harry's broom span off course, Harry holding on for dear life. The crowd of Gryffindors screamed, "FOUL!"

Madam Hooch spoke angrily to Flint and then ordered a free shot at the goal hoops for Gryffindor. But in all the confusion, of course, the Golden Snitch had disappeared from sight in the stands, Dean Thomas was yelling, "Send him off, Ref! Red card!"

"This isn't football, Dean, you can't send people off in Quidditch - and what's a red card?"

Hagrid was on Dean's side. Lee Jordan was finding it difficult not to take sides.

"After that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating-"

"Jordan," McGonagall scolded.

"-I mean, after that open and revolting foul-"

"-Jordan, I'm warning you-"

"No problem, we'll continue, Gryffindor still in the lead. All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, so a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Angelina, no trouble, and we continue to play, Gryffindor still in the lead."

Harry dodged another Bludger that went spinning dangerously past his head and his broom gave a sudden, heart stopping lurch. For a split second, he thought he was going to fall. He gripped the broom tightly with both his hands and knees. He'd never felt anything like that happen before. It was as though the broom was trying to buck him off, but Nimbus Two Thousands did not suddenly decide to buck their riders off. Harry tried to turn back towards the Gryffindor goal hoops; he had half a mind to ask Wood to call for another time out - and then he realised that his broom was completely out of his control. He couldn't turn it. He couldn't direct it at all. It was zig-zagging through the air and every now and then making violent swishing movements that almost unseated him. It was carrying him slowly higher, away from the game, jerking and twitching as it went.

"Dunno what Harry thinks he's doing, if I didn' know better, I'd say he'd lost control of his broom … but he can't have …" Hagrid mumbled, looking through his binoculars.

Suddenly, people were pointing up at Harry all over the stands. His broom had started to roll over and over, with him only just managing to hold on. Then the whole crowd gasped. Harry's broom had given a wild jerk and Harry swung off it. He was now dangling from it, holding on with only one hand.

"Did something happen to it when Flint blocked him?" Seamus asked in a whisper.

Hagrid - Can't have, can't nothing interfere with a broomstick except powerful Dark Magic - no kid could do that to a Nimbus Two Thousand.

At these words, Hermione seized Hagrid's binoculars, but instead of looking up at Harry, she started looking frantically at the crowd.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked.

"Snape, I knew it. Look." Hermione said, and Ron grabbed the binoculars.

Snape was in the middle of the stands opposite them. He had his eyes fixed on Harry and was muttering non-stop under his breath.

"He's doing something- jinxing the broom," Hermione said, quickly peeking up at the sky to make sure Harry was okay.

"What should we do?"

"Leave it to me."

Before Ron could say another word, Hermione had disappeared. Ron turned the binoculars back to Harry. His broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. Destiny saw Harry and became worried, so she flew to Harry, gesturing for him to get onto her broom.

"Harry, get on my broom," Destiny commanded.

"No!" Harry yelled back stubbornly, "I don't want your help!"

Destiny felt hurt by his words, but continued, "I don't give a damn if you want my help, just do as I say."

"No," Harry repeated stubbornly.

Meanwhile, Marcus Flint seized the Quaffle and tried to score but Angelina and Katie stopped him.

"Come on, Hermione," Ron mumbled desperately.

Hermione had fought her way across to the stand where Snape stood and was now racing along the row behind him; she didn't even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand and whispered a few, well chosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her wand on to the hem of Snape's robes. It took perhaps thirty seconds for Snape to realise that he was on fire. A sudden yelp told her she had done her job. Scooping the fire off him into a little jar in her pocket she scrambled back along the row - Snape would never know what had happened. It was enough. Up in the air, Harry was suddenly able to clamber back on to his broom. Harry was speeding towards the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was about to be sick - he hit the pitch on all fours - coughed - and something gold fell into his hand.

"What happened to him?" Remus asked, worried.

"I've got the snitch!" Harry yelled, waving it above his head as the game ended.

"Harry got the Snitch!" Sarah yelled at Sirius happily.

After twenty minutes, Marcus Flint began to yell, "He didn't catch the snitch! He nearly swallowed it!"

But it made no difference - Harry hadn't broken any rules and Lee Jordan was still happily shouting the result, "Gryffindor has won by 320 points!"

After the match, everyone was cheering Harry and Destiny was about to the castle when McGonagall called her and she turned as the whole Gryffindor team went silent.

"I can't leave a wonderful talented player like you and I can't find a replacement for you," McGonagall said, "You have an amazing talent like your mother, father and your late uncle James Potter. Your mother and your uncle were team captains for Gryffindor, so you will not be quitting the team."

Destiny took a deep breath and, without saying a word, she went to her cousin's Draco's room and lay on his bed to sleep. Later, Destiny woke up and she was still in Draco's room. She carefully touched her nose and felt her nose was completely alright so she went to the great hall and sat beside Draco.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked when she sat down.

"Yes, did they…?"

Draco knew what she wanted to ask and he replied, "No, they went home after the match and mom and dad waited, but you were asleep and they didn't want to wake you up."

"Harry Potter is more important than me," Destiny said sadly, looking at Harry who was laughing with his friends.

The memory changes

In mid-November, Destiny was all alone in the library and reading a book about curses. Suddenly she heard someone sit down in a chair, but she did not look because she already knew who it was. The person was quiet for a while then Destiny say

"Hermione," Destiny said, "I remember that you told me that we are no longer friends because Harry and Ron told you to, why are you here?"

"I'm sorry," Hermione said guiltily.

"What brings you here?" Destiny asked, still taking notes.

Hermione hesitated for a while and Destiny looked her in the eye, "Ask he anything," she said kindly.

Hermione opened her mouth to speak and hesitated again, "...Do you know anything about NIcolas Flamel?"

"Not much," Destiny said, "except that he is a friend of Dumbledore and that he made the Philosopher's stone. Why are you asking?"

"Just wanted to know," Hermione said, and Destiny knew something was up.

"Are you, Ron, and Harry up to something?"

"No," Hermione denied.

"Okay," Destiny said, "if I find out that you three are up to something then I will tell Professor McGonagall."

"Are we friends again?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, if you're not ashamed of it."

"Of course I'm not ashamed of our friendship! Can you please help me with my history homework?" Hermione asked.

"Sure!"

The memory changes

Destiny, Alexander, Hermione, Harry and Ron were in Hagrid's house.

"Hagrid don't be a fool," Destiny told Hagrid after swallowing some tea, "it's a dragon and you can't keep it, it's illegal."

"Isn't he beautiful?" Hagrid murmured dreamily.

"Hagrid, are you listening to us?" Alexander demanded, "You are living in a wooden house, dragons breathe fire!"

Hagrid reached out a hand to stroke the dragon's head. It snapped at his fingers, showing pointed fangs. Hagrid said, "Bless him! Look, he knows his mummy!"

"Hagrid, how fast do Norwegian Ridgebacks grow, exactly?" Hermione asked, concern evident in her voice.

Hagrid was about to answer when the colour suddenly drained from his face - he leapt to his feet and ran to the window.

"What's the matter?" Alex asked.

"Someone was lookin' through the gap in the curtains - it's a kid - he's runnin' back up ter the school!" Hagrid nearly shouted.

Destiny bolted to the door and saw Draco running away. She turned invisible and caught up with him and she held him, covering his mouth as she dragged him to Hagrid's house. In Hagrid's house, Destiny made Draco sit down on the floor.

"Draco, please don't do something stupid or I will tell uncle Lucy that you were roaming around the castle after bedtime."

"You won't," Draco denied.

"What brings you here?" Destiny asked.

"You weren't in the library so I wanted to find out what you were doing."

"Don't tell anyone about the baby dragon or I will tell Snape that I did your homework for you," Destiny threatened.

"I'll tell mother that you're illegally breeding a dragon!"

"Go ahead."

Destiny let Draco go and Harry started shouting, "Have you lost your mind or what? Why did you let him go?!" Harry asked angrily.

"He won't tell anyone," Destiny assured him, "He thinks that I gave Hagrid the dragon."

"I don't believe you," Ron said.

"Tomorrow, owl post," Destiny said.

Destiny went to the castle and to her room to sleep. The next day Destiny got a howler from Lucius

"DESTINY HOPE, WHAT I AM I HEARING FROM DRACO?! YOU ARE GROWING A NORWEGIAN RIDGEBACK DRAGON!" FIRST TROLL AND NOW THIS, HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND OR WHAT! THIS IS A SCHOOL, NOT PET SHOP, SO STOP THIS INSANITY OR I WILL NOT BE SENDING YOU BACK TO HOGWARTS NEXT TERM!"

Lucius's voice took a breath and continued in a softer tone, "P.S. Your Aunt Narcissa does not know anything about this so KEEP IT BETWEEN THE THREE OF US ONLY!"

The howler burned and she looked at Harry and Ron with a big smile that said, "look, I told you", McGonagall came to her and they went to her room.

The memory changes

Destiny was alone with Harry and Ron in the library reading for her history exam. She was invisible so that she wouldn't get caught. While studying, she fell asleep. When she woke up, she saw the library covered in smoke.

"What have you done to the library?!" The librarian asked angrily.

"I didn't do anything. I was reading for my history exam and I don't know how I fell asleep!"

The librarian gave her a suspicious look, "There wasn't anyone in the library besides you."

Destiny looked around the library, it was deserted and there was green smoke everywhere and then looked at herself, her invisible power had worn off while she was sleeping so she knew she was busted because of her cousin and his friend so she took a deep sigh in defeat and looked at the librarian.

"Can I clean it after my history exam?" Destiny asked.

"Fine."

Destiny collected her stuff and went to her room to change her clothes and went to her exam without having breakfast because she was already late. After the exam, Destiny was called into McGonagall's office and she was given extra detention and she had to clean the library without magic.

The memory changes

Destiny was in her third year and Harry was in his second year of Hogwarts. Destiny and her sisters have taken almost all the subjects except for Divination. Destiny and her sisters used a Time-Turner which she found in her parents room. She used the time-turner to get to different classes in different times. Destiny and her sisters use their Metamorphmagus power. Hermione, Alexander and Ginny would always find her alone in a corner of the common room of Gryffindor with lots of books. Until now, they could not understand how Destiny was attending every single class without missing it. Destiny was starting to hate Defense Against the Dark Arts because of Gilderoy Lockhart. In one of her Defense, Destiny just entered the classroom and saw Gilderoy touching Draco who was getting uncomfortable

"Draco," Destiny said.

Draco and Gilderoy looked at her and Destiny could see relief in his eyes and face.

"Aren't you late for Potions? Professor Snape has been looking for you since the morning."

"Thanks for letting me know."

After class Gilderoy called her alone and he made her do things he shouldn't have done. Afterwards, Destiny started acting different and Samantha noticed and tried to talk to Destiny about it, but Destiny denied everything. On the weekend, Destiny was woken up by Angelina and she told her to meet her in Gryffindor changing room in ten minutes. When Destiny arrived, Oliver Wood was explaining something so she listened carefully.

"Destiny, where is your broom?" Kaite asked.

"Draco has it," Destiny explained, "He said he would give it to me whenever I have Quidditch practice. I told him I have a practice today so he told me that he will get me my broom."

They came to Quidditch field and Destiny saw William and Samantha with toast, fried egg sandwiches in their hands and she asked, "Where's Draco?"

"No clue," William said, "He told me that you have a practice and he has a shocking surprise for you."

Destiny was about to say something when she heard Draco's voice, "I would never embarrass you."

The Gryffindor team turned around and looked at the Slytherin team and Draco who had two brooms.

"Flint!" Oliver said, "This is our practice time! You can clear off now!"

"Plenty of room for all of us, Wood."

"Draco," Destiny said sternly, "Where is my broom and what are you doing with your Quidditch team?"

"But I booked the field! I booked it!" Oliver raged.

"Ah, but I've got a specially signed note here from Professor Snape," Marcus Flint said smugly, "'I, Professor S. Snape, give the Slytherin team permission to practice today on the Quidditch field owing to the need to train their new Seeker.'. And we want Destiny for our training."

"You've got a new Seeker? Where?" Oliver asked, distracted.

"Me!" Draco said proudly.

"Aren't you Lucius Malfoy's son?" Fred spat, looking at Draco with disgust.

"Here is your new broom," Draco told Destiny, ignoring Fred completely.

Destiny took her new broom, looking at it in shock and surprise.

"Funny you should mention Draco's father," Marcus continued, "let me show you the generous gift he's made to the Slytherin team."

The whole Slytherin team smiled still more broadly. All seven of them held out their broomsticks. Seven highly polished, brand-new handles and seven sets of fine gold lettering spelling the words Nimbus Two Thousand and One gleamed under the Gryffindors' noses in the early morning sun. Destiny still couldn't believe that she got a Nimbus 2001.

"Where's my old broom?"

"Father bought you this and you're going to use it from this day on," Draco explained.

"Very latest model," Marcus added, "Only came out last month, I believe it outstrips the old Two Thousand series by a considerable amount. As for the old Cleansweeps, sweeps the board with them."

"Marcus, no insulting my team and their brooms," Destiny said angrily.

"What's happening? Why aren't you playing?" Ron asked, seeing Draco, "And what's he doing here?"

Draco gave Ron a smug smile, "I'm the new Slytherin Seeker, Weasley, everyone's just been admiring the brooms my father's bought our team and Destiny."

Ron gaped, openmouthed, at the eight superb broomsticks in front of him. Hermione say

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in," Hermione retorted, "they got in on pure talent."

"No one asked for your opinion, filthy little Mudblood," Draco spat.

To everyone's shock, Destiny used Flipendo on Draco and he flipped backwards and fell on his face in front of Hermione.

"You deserved it," Destiny said, "and say you're sorry to Hermione right now."

"Sorry, Hermione," Draco mumbled meekly.

"I'm sorry about what he said," Destiny apologized, turning to Hermione in shame.

"You always support the wrong side," Harry said accusingly.

Destiny ignored him and turned to Marcus, "Let's practice, but next time you have to tell me or it will be hard to play on both sides."

"Okay," Marcus responded.

"Wood, I think we have to postpone our practice," Destiny told him, "I promise you that this won't happen again."

"Alright," Wood nodded.

The Gryffindor team went to their changing room and went to their common room and Harry say

"Oliver, she's going to tell them about our plans!"

Oliver was fed up with Harry, George and Fred complaining about Destiny and her absence in practice.

"Listen Harry," Oliver began, "Destiny has been on the team for three years now and I trust her more than you. Till now she has been practicing with them and I don't have any problem with it because she knows what she is doing. We seriously can't afford to lose her because she is a wonderful chaser. I know that you guys hate her but I, Katie and Angelina trust her."

"What about her broom?" George asked, gesturing to it.

"Her uncle gifted it to her so we can't do anything," Katie explained, "She deserves a good broom."

"I think you guys are overreacting for nothing," Angelina said, "Destiny can't leave this team or we'll definitely lose. Don't talk about this again."

The memory changes

One evening, Hermione went to the corner of the common room and asked, "Do you know how to make polyjuice potion?"

"Why?"

"I want to learn how."

Suddenly Alexander sat down beside Destiny.

"How the hell are you doing this?!" he asked angrily.

"Doing what?"

"Attending every class without missing it! Destiny, are you hiding something from me?" he demanded.

"Nope!" Destiny replied casually.

"Look at your timetable," he commanded, showing it to her.

To Hermione's surprise, Destiny's timetable was full but she knew that it was impossible to be in different places at the same time.

"It's none of your business."

"Destiny," Alex said suspiciously, "are you hiding something from me?"

Destiny changed the topic, "Have you seen Ginny? I haven't seen her for a while."

"Why do you need her now?"

"I got some questions for her," she answered.

"Why?" Alex asked again.

"Can't you see that she's been acting differently?" Destiny asked, "Something's bothering her."

"It can be because she's new here."

"Hermione," Destiny turned to look at her, "Do you know where Ginny's room is?"

"Yes, I do," Hermione answered.

"Could you please take me there?" Destiny asked politely, "Also, what are you, Harry and Ron planning to do with polyjuice potion?"

"Study," Hermione lied.

Destiny didn't believe her, but nodded anyways, "Okay, I'll help you with the potion…"

The memory changes

Destiny was excited for her first match on her new Nimbus 2001. She kept her broom safe in Draco, Samantha or William's room so that Harry wouldn't break it. She cleaned her broom every day and saw it as a precious gift, and Draco loved to see her smiling while they were practicing. In the locker room, Oliver was giving his speech while Destiny was cleaning her broom and listening to what Oliver was telling the team.

"Slytherin has better brooms than us, no point in denying it. But we've got better people on our brooms. We've trained harder than they have, we've been flying in all kinds of weather-"

"Too true," George mumbled, "I haven't been properly dry since August."

"-and we're going to make them rue the day they let that little bit of slime, Malfoy, buy his way onto their team!"

Chest heaving with emotion, Wood turned to Harry.

"It'll be down to you, Harry," Oliver spoke, "to show them that a Seeker has to have something more than a rich father. Get to that Snitch before Malfoy or die trying, Harry, because we've got to win today, we've got to…!"

"So no pressure, Harry," Fred winked.

Oliver turned to Destiny, "New broom, new you. I know you've trained Angelina, Katie and yourself very hard and today is the day to show it."

"Your wish is our command, captain," Destiny teased, taking her broom and jogging over to Lucius and Narcissa who were sitting with her parents, uncles, and newlywed aunt Sarah.

"Thank you so much for the new broom," She said, hugging Lucius tightly.

"I can't wait to see you fly on it," Narcissa smiled.

"I promise I'll make you proud. Have you seen Draco?"

"Just saw him," Lucius answered, "Have a great match and be careful while flying!"

"Yes, Uncle Lucy," Destiny responded childishly.

"When did you get a new broom?" Sarah asked, half shocked, half interested.

"Lucius and I thought that Destiny needed a decent broom, so we brought her one," Narcissa answered.

Adam asked, "Don't you think it's too much?"

"We can afford it," Lucius told him.

"Why didn't you tell us?' Grace asked, but Destiny avoided the question.

"I have to talk to Angelina and Katie, so see you guys later," Destiny excused herself, "You might have a hard time choosing sides."

"Before you leave," Narcissa took a pouch and took a candy and gave it to Destiny.

"Thanks for the chocolate," Destiny thanked her, kissing her on the cheek.

Destiny went to her team and as the Gryffindor team walked out onto the pitch, a roar of noise greeted them; mainly cheers, because Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were anxious to see Slytherin beaten, but the Slytherins in the crowd made their boos and hisses heard, too. Madam Hooch, the Quidditch teacher, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands, giving each other threatening stares and gripping rather harder than was necessary.

"On my whistle...One...Two...Three!"

With a roar from the crowd to speed them upward, the fourteen players rose toward the leaden sky. Harry flew higher than any of them, squinting around for the Snitch.

"All right there, Scarhead?" Malfoy shot underneath Harry to show off his broom. Harry had no time to reply. At that very moment, a heavy black Bludger came pelting toward him; he avoided it so narrowly that he felt it ruffle his hair as it passed.

"Close one, Harry!" George yelled, streaking past him with his club in hand, ready to knock the Bludger back to Slytherin.

Harry saw George give the Bludger a powerful whack in the direction of Adrian Pucey, but the Bludger changed direction in midair and shot straight for Harry again. Harry dropped quickly to avoid it, and George managed to hit it hard toward Malfoy. Once again, the Bludger swerved like a boomerang and shot at Harry's head. Harry put on a burst of speed and zoomed toward the other end of the pitch. He could hear the Bludger whistling along behind him. What was going on? Bludgers never concentrated on one player like this; it was their job to try and unseat as many people as possible. . . . Fred Weasley was waiting for the Bludger at the other end. Harry ducked as Fred swung at the Bludger with all his might; the Bludger was knocked off course.

"Gotcha!"

But he was wrong; as though it was magnetically attracted to Harry, the Bludger chased after him once more and Harry was forced to fly off at full speed. It had started to rain; Harry felt heavy drops fall onto his face, splattering onto his glasses. He didn't have a clue what was going on in the rest of the game until he heard Lee Jordan, who was commentating, "Slytherin in the lead with sixty to forty."

The Slytherins' superior brooms were clearly doing their jobs, and the mad Bludger was doing all it could to knock Harry out of the air. Fred and George were now flying so close to him on either side that Harry could see nothing at all except their flailing arms and had no chance to look for the Snitch, let alone catch it.

"Someone's.. tampered- with this- Bludger…!" Fred said, voice straining.

"We need a time out-"George tried to signal to Wood and stop the Bludger breaking Harry's nose at the same time. Wood obviously got the message. Madam Hooch's whistle rang and Harry, Fred, and George dived for the ground, still trying to avoid the mad Bludger.

"What's going on?" Oliver asked, jogging over.

The Gryffindor team huddled together, while Slytherins in the crowd jeered.

"We're being flattened. Fred, George, where were you when that Bludger stopped Angelina scoring?" Oliver asked, "Good thing that Destiny came there on time and scored it."

"We were twenty feet above her, stopping the other Bludger from murdering Harry, Oliver, someone's messed with it — it won't leave Harry aloneIt hasn't gone for anyone else all game. The Slytherins must have done something!"

"But the Bludgers have been locked in Madam Hooch's office since our last practice, and there was nothing wrong with them then…"

Madam Hooch was walking toward them. Over her shoulder, Harry could see the Slytherin team jeering and pointing in his direction.

"Listen, with you two flying around me all the time the only way I'm going to catch the Snitch is if it flies up my sleeve," Harry told Fred and George, "Go back to the rest of the team and let me deal with the rogue one."

"Don't be thick, it'll take your head off!"

Wood looked between Harry and the Weasleys.

"I will take care of Harry, you guys concentrate on the match," Destiny assured them, "Oliver, we have no other choice right now."

"You could get seriously hurt," Katie said.

"We stop now, we'll have to forfeit the match! We're not losing to Slytherin just because of a crazy Bludger!" Harry nearly yelled, "Come on, Oliver, tell them to leave me alone!"

"This is all your fault, 'Get the Snitch or die trying,'" Fred muttered angrily, "what a stupid thing to tell him!"

"Ready to resume?" Madam Hooch asked, arriving next to them.

"Alright, Fred, George, you heard Harry — leave him alone and let him deal with the Bludger on his own. Destiny will be with him, so no need to worry," Oliver told the twins, seeing the determined look on Harry's face.

"Before we leave," Destiny said, reaching out her hand to Harry, "give me your glasses."

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Just give it."

Harry gave his glasses to Destiny and she cast a spell so he would be able to see even in the rain, which was falling heavily now. On Madam Hooch's whistle, Harry kicked hard into the air and heard the telltale whoosh of the Bludger behind him. Higher and higher Harry climbed; he looped and swooped, spiraled, zigzagged, and rolled. Slightly dizzy, he nevertheless kept his eyes wide open, rain speckling his glasses and running down his face. He could hear laughter from the crowd; he knew he must've looked very stupid, but the rogue Bludger was heavy and couldn't change direction as quickly as Harry could. He began a kind of roller-coaster ride around the edges of the stadium, squinting through the silver sheets of rain to the Gryffindor goalposts, where Adrian Pucey was trying to get past Wood — A whistling in Harry's ear told him the Bludger had just missed him again; he turned right over and sped in the opposite direction. Destiny took a risk and flew behind Harry, suddenly turning away. To her luck, the Bludger became confused and followed her.

"Harry, try to find the Snitch while I'm distracting the Bludger!" she called.

Harry nodes his head and Destiny distracted the Bludger. Draco was laughing at Harry as Harry glared at him in hate. Then, he saw the Golden Snitch. It was hovering inches above Malfoy's left ear and Malfoy, busy laughing at Harry, hadn't seen it. Narcissa and Lucius were not understanding why Destiny was doing this and they were getting worried that Destiny should not get hurt. When Destiny tried to distract the Bludger, to Harry's luck the Bludger did get distracted but to Destiny's dismay, tried to attack her. She took this opportunity to fly towards George and bent down at the right moment as George hit the Bludger to Marcus Flint. Destiny and George celebrated for a few seconds and Destiny tried to escape a Bludger behind her. Suddenly, the Bludger went to Harry, Destiny flew towards him, but the Bludger turned and attacked her. She could not turn the broom quickly enough and it hit her in the head hard. Falling to the ground, Destiny landed with a hard smack and moaned in pain, the last thing she heard was Narcissa and Lucius' worried voice and then she became unconscious. When Destiny woke up and saw Narcissa was sitting beside her bed in a pure white room, she could not make out where she was, but she knew it wasn't the Hogwarts hospital wing.

"I'm so glad you're okay," Narcissa seemed near tears, but hid it well.

"Where am I?" she asked, looking around curiously.

"St. Mungos Hospital-"

Destiny immediately panicked, "What am I doing here, what happened in the match? Is Harry is alright? Who won the match? Is Harry hurt?"

"Relax," Narcissa soothed, "I will tell you everything you want to know about the match."

Suddenly the door to the room opened and Lucius entered the room with a huge smile.

"You scared me to death!" he laughed, "I'm sure my hair is turning grayer by the second, how are you?"

"I'm okay, Uncle Lu."

Lucius kissed her forehead as Destiny asked, "Why am I here?"

"You fell off from the broom after the Bludger hit your head," Lucius explained, "Cissa and I took you to the hospital wing with Alexander and Poppy told us that you had swelling in your brain and a broken hand and leg so we brought you here."

"How long was I knocked out?"

Lucius sighed, "A week."

"Did mom and dad come with you or visit me here?" Destiny asked hopefully.

"I did send them an owl about you and everything without listening to Lucius, but no, they did not come," Narcissa sighed.

The door swung open and Destiny looked at the people entering the room.

"If you wanted a break from school life, you should have told us, not do something like this," Mia joked.

"We're glad you woke up or we would get bored without you in school," Tisha and all of Destiny's other sisters walked over to the bed and hugged her, sitting on the bed.

"How is Hogwarts without me?" Destiny asked teasingly.

"Boring," Alvina answered, "The whole Gryffindor team except Harry is worried about their favourite chaser."

"Okay, I think so. When can I go back to school?"

"Soon," the doctor promised, "We just need to do a few more checkups and you'll be free to go."

A doctor and a nurse entered the room and carefully checked Destiny, "Destiny, how do you feel right now?"

"Okay," Destiny responded.

"Susan, go get something for Destiny to eat," the doctor told the nurse.

"Yes doctor," the nurse left the room.

"May I have a word with you both, please?" The doctor asked, turning to Lucius and Narcissa.

"Yes," Narcissa responded, leaving the room with Lucius and the doctor.

In Destiny's ward, Hazel looked at Destiny and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, just a little bit of a headache. What happened after I fell off from the broom?" she asked, "What happened to my broom?"

"After you fell off from the broom, the match was stopped for a few minutes and Mia took over your place. Harry got the Snitch and a broken arm from the Bludger and then the idiotic git Professor Gilderoy Lockhart made Harry's bones disappear completely and then they bought him to the hospital wing," Evika summarized, "Even after the match, the Bludger was struggling to get free from Fred and George. Mr. Lupin punched Professor Gilderoy Lockhart in the face and broke his nose."

"What about my broom?"

Mia, Tisha, Hazel, Evika and Alvina looked at each other sadly.

"The Whomping Willow destroyed it," Tisha sighed.

"Great, just what I wanted to hear," she looked disappointed.

"Des, I need to ask you something," Mia said.

"What?"

Mia hesitated for a moment, "Did someone… do something wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did someone touch you in a bad way?"

"No," Destiny responded without looking her in the eyes.

Mia knew that Destiny was lying, "What about those marks on your body?"

"What are you talking about?" Destiny asked.

"Don't act like you don't know!" Hazel shouted.

"Who is it, sis?" Evika asked.

"Gilderoy Lockhart," Destiny cried.

Alvina wrapped Destiny in a hug, "Does anyone know?"

"No... I don't want anyone to know about this," she sobbed quietly, wiping away her tears.

"He deserves to be in Azkaban!" Hazel fumed.

"Do you want to tell Uncle Lu or Aunt Cissa?" Alvina stopped hugging Destiny and looked her in the eye.

"They won't understand…"

"You got to tell someone you trust or write it anonymously. Uncle Lucy will end his career if you tell him what is happening to you," Tisha said.

Destiny changed the topic, "Did anything else happen in school?"

"Nothing much," Evika shrugged, letting Destiny take control of the conversation.

"Did mom and dad ask about me?"

"Nope," Mia answered, "Not even a bit. All they worried about was Harry's stupid boneless arm. Dobby did everything."

"Anything else?"

"We heard voices from the wall twice but no attack in the school except Colin and Dumbledore thinks that chamber of secrets is opened again. Ginny's acting unusual."

"She has been acting like this for a long time. She is hiding something from everyone," Destiny said, "...Did you guys see that Riddle diary?"

"Yes I saw, what about it?" Evika asked.

"Did you forget about our parents' research?"

Mia realized what she meant, "You mean about Voldemort?"

"Yes," Destiny nodded, "Dad worked with him until Voldemort went to uncle James' house to kill Harry."

"And what are you trying to say?" Evika asked.

"Dad wrote that Voldemort's first horcrux is in his diary, can it be that uncle Lu accidentally slipped that diary to Ginny when he and Draco went for school shopping?" Destiny whispered, "Uncle's Lucy's dad always keeps telling him about the diary that once belonged to Voldemort and they both were in the same year."

"We'll ask him when we meet him for Christmas," Hazel said.

Suddenly the door opened and Narcissa and Lucius entered the room with a tray of food.

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Part two ✌️ will come soon

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Sorry for the spelling mistakes and typing errors.