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BS - Chapter 30: Tell Me Your Name
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“Dialogue”
‘Thoughts’
-Author notes-
Chapter 30: Tell Me Your Name
“Tempus.” Glowing numbers manifested in front of him. It indicated that it was almost midnight when he left Professor Snape’s office.
It was a bit later than expected, but he had to admit that the man had put in place some tremendous security around his cabinets, and it had taken him a long time to get around them without triggering anything.
‘The results were quite disappointing, though.’ He could not help but think this way.
Considering Snape's character, he had expected to find all sorts of dangerous stuff in his cabinets, but in the end, he could not find a single deadly poison.
At least he did come across a few potions that he could put to good use in the near future.
Feeling very exhausted, Harry decided that it was enough for tonight and began to walk to his dormitory.
He was still covering himself with the cloak, just in case some of the professors were still around, although that seemed very unlikely.
From the dungeons to the Gryffindor Tower, he was going to have to cross the entire castle, so this was going to be quite a long walk.
The castle was dead quiet at this hour. Not even the ghosts were moving around.
Someone else would have found these massive, silent halls unsettling, but for Harry, this was very close to his home, and it made him feel at ease.
While having pleasant thoughts about the past, he reached the sixth floor, and it was here that the silence was finally broken.
‘Is there someone still moving around?’ He first thought that perhaps one of the professors was still looking for that cat.
However, the moment he turned a corner with caution, he found that the cause of the sounds was a young blonde girl who was walking barefoot through the corridor, wearing nothing but a set of strange pajamas.
Harry got a bit closer to see if he could recognize this student. On a closer inspection, it appeared that this girl was from a lower year, and he had no memories of meeting her before.
‘What is she even doing at this time?’ He could only guess that she was searching for something, as she kept looking all around while she walked.
Unfortunately for Harry, she was just in his way as he needed to walk past her to reach the next set of stairs.
‘Wait, what am I thinking? I’m under the cloak, and my feet are charmed so as to not produce any noise.’ There was zero chance for a young student to detect him.
Wanting to avoid wasting more time on useless things, he walked past the girl while she was staring at the ceiling.
“Who is this?”
Harry stopped when the girl spoke all of a sudden. He turned around to look at her.
‘This can’t be…’ First Filch’s cat and now this girl.
She was clearly looking in his direction, but her eyes couldn’t quite meet his, meaning that she didn’t know exactly where he was, just the general direction.
‘It is still impressive that she detected anything at all.’ Harry became more curious about this student.
Despite the dim lights produced by the few torches placed in the halls, Harry noticed how peculiar her eyes were. They had this light grey tone, and even without performing a proper scan, he could tell they were very unusual by the feeling that her magic was giving him.
“I know there is someone there,” the girl said. “Do you mind showing up?”
‘Could it be?’ An idea came to his mind.
Harry took off the invisibility cloak in front of the girl. If he was wrong in his assumptions, he would just obliviate her and be on his way.
But if he was right and she had ‘that ability’...
“Harry Potter.” She recognized him immediately.
“That is indeed me… and who are you?”
“No, you are not him.” The girl was looking at him, but at the same time, she seemed to be looking at something else altogether.
“Am I not?” Harry looked intrigued. “What makes you say that?”
The girl tilted her head and moved her eyes around him. “Harry always had some Wrackspurts flying over his head. Six of them… I remember them well. Most students have them, or maybe some Nargles. A few are followed by Blubbering Humdingers… you have nothing around you. It’s very weird. It’s like… they are avoiding you.”
“I see.” Harry had no idea what these creatures she was talking about were. But he was sure that she was in possession of some rare ability.
“Don’t move.” With his wand in hand, Harry got closer to the girl and began to examine her eyes by waving his wand around her.
The girl did not seem disturbed by him getting so close to her face.
“Are you going to… what did they call it?... snog me?”
Harry stopped what he was doing for a moment. “What? No. I’m just examining your eyes.”
“My eyes?” she asked. “No one has ever done that before to me.”
“Mmm… it seems like I was right.” Harry completed his examination. He found very peculiar traces of magic inside the girl’s pupils. These traces gave them that unusual color tone. “Do you often see things that no one else can?”
“All the time,” she responded. “Daddy says that I have a special gift. But the other students think that I’m crazy. They often call me Loony.”
“Hmph! They are idiots. And there is nothing wrong with being a bit crazy. The best wizards in the world are always somewhat insane. You do have a gift, though.”
This did come with an issue. Now that he knew this, he could no longer let this girl go. She would either have to join his side, or die.
It would be too dangerous to leave someone with ‘Magesight’ to roam free and potentially oppose him in the future.
“Tell me your name, girl.” Harry took a step back and asked while his wand remained firmly gripped in his hand.
“My name? It’s Luna Lovegood.”
