Chapter 13
A few hours later
I bite my lip to keep from laughing as I see my friends army crawling across the floor, even Hagrid crawls trying to stay low to reach my bed.
Seeing Madame Pomfrey step out behind them with her arms crossed glaring, I cover my mouth to keep from laughing as Madame Pomfrey watches them smiling slightly before she takes a step forward "out" she barks.
Myrtle screams before diving under the nearest bed "Aquila helps me study" Hagrid says sitting on the floor holding his book out.
"You'll have to ask one of your other friends to help you, she needs to rest"
"But I brought her a gift" Myrtle whines crawling back out.
"Give her it and leave"
She nods pulling a stick out placing it on the table set up for me "why a stick?" I ask confused.
"I found a book on wand making it doesn't give details but it explained it great detail what to look for, if you wanted to make your own and a whomping willow wand is very rare, the stick came from one" she says proudly.
"Thank you Myrtle" I say smiling as Minerva and Pomona drag them out.
I sigh looking at the window frowning "when can I leave?" I ask loudly.
2 weeks later
Walking out of the medic wing I hum to myself completely distracted, before feeling my nerves set on edge I hit the floor as a curse flies over my head barely missing me while I cast and disarm the person.
Hearing them take off running I snarl recognizing the green jet of light that only missed because I dropped to the floor in time.
Turning I take off running after the sound losing the person in the halls as other students move to the next classes.
Turning I make my way to the nearest Professor "someone just tried to kill me with an unforgivable".
"All students return to your houses immediately" Dumbledore says through the school.
Scoffing I turn stalking to his office using the emergency password to get in, I walk in seeing multiple Aurors as I place the wand on his desk "I disarmed who ever attacked me and they ran like a pathetic coward" I hiss.
I watch as an Auror preforms the check "killing curse confirmed" I frown looking at the man "you're a Moody right?" I ask.
He nods looking at me with a hard stern look I recognize as similar to the Moody I knew had.
I hold my wand out calmly handing it over "you can check my last spell, I trust you based on your reputation".
He grunts taking it "Expelliarmus confirmed, Dumbledore contact her parents".
"Will you consent to us using Legilimens on you?"
Laughing I look at the Auror that asked "She's a Black, only another Black can navigate her mind" Moody barks glaring at him.
"I'm very accomplished, I'm sure I can do it" he responded glaring at Moody.
"Fine learn the hard way why we are told to always recognize a Black on sight" Moody orders before looking at me "he's an over confident trainee".
Shrugging I look at the guy, after a few moments I force him out seeing him drop to his knees holding his head screaming.
Hearing the fireplace flare I look up seeing my parents along with Walburga coming out, father frowns looking at the Auror on the ground before scoffing.
"What is the emergency that made you asked for us to come here?" father demands.
"Thank you for coming on such short notice Lord and Lady Black, but your daughter was attacked by an unknown person who used the killing curse" Moody says gruffly.
Seeing them both look at me I shrug "dropped to the ground just in time and disarmed them but they ran before I could cast anything else".
Father takes a deep breath shaking slightly "I want them found and charged along with anyone else who is involved" he orders.
I sigh feeling Walburga holding me to her "I'm fine honest" I mumble against her stomach.
"Hush" she orders refusing to let me go "you always find a way to walk straight into trouble" she adds.
"Aquila, since your family is here maybe you could have that talk with them after the Aurors investigate" Dumbledore says.
"What talk? Aquila what is he talking about? is something wrong?" Mother asks frantically dropping the pure blood image checking me over.
Squirming I try to get free from Walburga holding me while Mother checks me over as father frowns looking me over.
A few hours later
I sigh watching the Aurors leave with one of Riddle's followers while we wait on the rest of my family to come to the headmasters office.
Sitting in a chair I slap Walburga hand away from my hair for the fourth time as the door open.
Cyg, Dru, and Orion come in sitting down "what's this about?" Cyg demands.
"I need to tell you something, but I'm not sure how you'll all react to it" I whisper glancing around.
"What?" He demands.
Holding my hand up I call for Kreacher and transfigure him a chair asking him to sit.
"I know Cyg, Dru, and Orion dreamed about me dying and that it went further like watching their whole lives in it, so did anyone else have a dream like that?"
Seeing everyone confirming I nod looking down "that's all true and did happen, but what you haven't seen is the after effect after you all die later in life, I never met most of you but I did meet Kreacher who was devoted to taking care of a portrait of Walburga, they were both so hateful, in fact you all followed Tom forcing your children to as well but two escaped it, one from each of you, a war was started and the Black family line only has two members left alive both females, we became friends and they used old magic to send me back here along with a blood adoption, I'm two people I have both lives memories and it's terrifying" I whisper.
"Why is it terrifying?" Cyg asks softly.
"Because one of your future daughters tortured me while another was scared trying to protect her child" I answer in a whisper "she carved mud blood into my arm with a cursed blade and used the torture curse on me, the only reason I didn't become insane is because the scared daughter, I looked into her eyes and I felt something wrap around my mind keeping it together"
Seeing their shock I take a deep breath "I fought in a war right here at Hogwarts against him, I killed many of his followers I fought beside creatures, after my torture my friends and I escaped with the help of a house elf who died being stabbed with the same cursed dagger, a Veela took care of me helping me heal and removed as much of the curse as possible but the wound never healed, it was always raw and would bleed a times".
"Dumbledore has my memories that I approved of showing, I would like for you to see them as well so you can understand that I'm telling the truth" I add.
Dumbledore nods getting the memories in and let's them watch, standing by him I feel his hand on my shoulder "you have to have faith in them and I added the conversations with her portrait as well".
Nodding I take a deep breath waiting.