“Morning everyone." the man who came in with Dumbledore beamed down at everyone. He was dressed in a rich burgundy woolen coat. The bald plate of his head shone brightly in the bright light of the serpent chandelier. Shine looked at him with the happiest expression she could manage but with her face she was sure she looked like a hungry hyena smiling down at it's feast.

“This is Fahim Khan." Dumbledore introduced the brown skinned man. His beard was salt and pepper. His brown eyes sparkled in curiosity settling on Shine. Brown met green and the intensity was too much for her to bear. It was as if he was entering her mind. “He will be training you to control and use your powers better." Dumbledore said making her look away instantly.

“You are joking!" she scoffed. “He's merely human." Shine wiggled the fingers of her ungloved hand before Dumbledore. The man chuckled.

“Do you really believe that conclusion of yours, Ms. Black?" he asked smirking.

“It's Snape. And I think yes I do believe that conclusion." she replied crossing her arms, frowning stubbornly.

“Very well, I expect I will have to prove you wrong then." he beamed yet again. He clicked his fingers and balled up his hand into a fist. Shine felt something wierd in her stomach. Like a knot in her solar plexus connecting strings to every body part was pulled, like her body was not her own. She raised her right hand and Slap!  She slapped herself. No matter how she tried to resist she slapped herself yet again. The other three watched in astonishment too shocked to say anything. Dumbledore chuckled.

Slap! She slapped herself hard third time making a very red hand print. She was totally confused and humiliated. The impact was hard and her skin felt raw. The door to the kitchen slammed open. Slap! Yet again her hand landed on her cheek hard.

“Why are you doing that?" the girl standing in the doorway asked raising a single eyebrow. Her brown eyes sparkled, her long straight black hair was up in a braid. Shine slapped herself yet again. She sighed realising the confusion. “Stop it abba." she turned to her grandfather crossing her arms. She instantly felt that knot in her stomach dissolve. The girl looked familiar. Shine had seen her before, she couldn't remember where.

“She said she wanted me to!" her grandfather protested.

“I didn't say that." Shine said flexing her fingers. “By the way, have we met before?" she asked knitting her brows in confusion. The girl smiled.

“Sure we have. Durmstrang, Zoya Khan. Remember?"

“Ah! Yea, yes I remember you now, yes." Shine muttered. The Indian girl who joined school an year late. “You have a brother as well, right?" Zoya nodded.

“I see, you know Danish as well?" Mr. Khan inquired. Shine nodded. She didn't know him that well just as a member of the Apollo team.

“He was tough competition for the team. He's a keeper too, isn't he?" Shine turned to Zoya, she nodded.

“He's here right now." she informed Shine. Shine smiled politely not knowing how to respond to that. She didn't know him as well as Zoya.

“So.... now that you have proof we shall begin training shall we?" Mr. Khan asked. Shine nodded.

“We begin tomorrow morning, right after breakfast. We shall practice for an hour. And first you will show me today all that you can do and tell me about the past incidences." Shine gulped. The guy was strong, she had felt his power just minutes before.

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Shine stood in the attic opposite Mr. Khan completely aware of his superior powers. He was so good she couldn't sense him through his disguise. “Actually I can't do much.... voluntarily at least. But when they get out of control... not saying there are any such frequent incidences but, well if I lose control I turn pretty dangerous."

“Okay and what can you do with control?" he asked.

“I don't know track people maybe and heal myself, minor cuts and all..." she hesitated. He raised a thin eyebrow. Shine sighed and pulled off one glove. “Sirius is in the basement feeding a hippogriff. Dad is in the bedroom opposite to the kitchens. Remus is in the kitchens working on some maps. Zoya is singing in the third floor bathroom." I detailed.

“Okay, how long distance have you tried?" he asked. She shrugged.

“Never tested my full capacity."

“Very well, detect the muggles in number eleven, tell me their names and what they are doing. And do the same for all twenty houses." She nodded and started. She closed her eyes and projected. Slowly the circle expanded. The whispers could be heard. She could locate her soul, the warmth of the orange soul of Fahim Khan. Sirius was a dull gray. Kreacher was brown.

“The family in eleven is Soares. They are Indians. Muggles. The father is a white aura, it's not good right?" she asked. He nodded. “The son has a purple aura. He is a lawyer. Not bad, that means he's rich!" she grinned and continued. “They two are the only ones at home. He has a sister but that's everyone in the family. Number ten, then?" she asked not feeling any strain on her power yet. He raised an eyebrow and nodded, his corners of his lips turning up.

“Very well then, number ten. Almost a perfect family...." and she continued rambling off about twenty houses and their occupants. One had a gay couple. Number fourteen man, Mr. Doris had a squib wife, the kid had magical properties. By the end Mr. Khan was impressed.

“...and that's everyone on this street." she sighed finally relaxing her powers. Her powers weren't stretched to the limits but enough to stress her a little too much. He smiled.

“Impressive." he said signalling her to take a sit opposite him. “Now, how good are you at Occlumency?"

“Better than most humans..." she replied raising an eyebrow.

“Very well, block me."

“Block you... wait how? Wh-" and she felt his presence in her head without any time for preparation. “No wait! Get out." she freaked as a whirl of her own memories hit her. Ignored as a kid of three by Snape who couldn't handle toddlers she sat crying in a corner at Spinner's end. Being attacked by a huge black dog at five in the park, running up a tree and making a branch fall on it's growling head. He was going through every memory she had pushed to the back of her mind. Her birthdays at Godric's Hollow or at Hogwarts. The Haloween nights when she begged him to go out and he locked himself in his room. Her first kiss with Vladimir, their favourite song playing in the background. Fred kissing Katie and her confused happy feeling, maybe she didn't ever love Fred! She felt the sadness, the shock, the happy exhilarating feeling when Fred found someone new, she felt it yet again in the attic of number twelve.

He was watching every single memory she didn't wish to share with anyone. The realisation of being unwanted, the realisation of hating her biological father, meeting Sirius finally, finding Pettigrew and seeing him escape. She screamed for him to stop. She tried desperately to stop him from going further in but he just sat there calmly flicking through her memories. She tried hard to push him out, to block him. The memory of Vladimir cheating on her. Her anger burst, Vladimir lying in a pool of blood at the base of the three floor tower. Marina screaming, Shine fainting. And then suddenly it all changed. The most recent, most vivid memory, vision whatever one may call it played out. Shine tried to stop it desperately but couldn't.

The green curse shot through a wand. Cedric Diggory lay dead in front of her eyes in the graveyard. His wide open eyes stared blankly at the star strewn midnight blue sky. A cauldron brewed in the middle of the graves. Harry was tied to some gravestone as Pettigrew advanced with a silver dagger. She screamed and he stopped. The whirl of memories in her head stopped and she could see clearly. She hit her knees hard on the floor falling in shock.

“What happened, are you okay?" he asked. Shine shook her head no.

“What was that?" he asked. She shook her head again trying to clear her mind. Trying to get the image that gave her nightmares from playing yet again on front of her eyes again. “Where did you see that last scene? Who was that man?"

“It- that was a vision. I had a vision last year. But I fainted and I- I couldn't do anything. I couldn't stop that from happening." Tears streaked down her pale, shallow cheeks. “I couldn't prevent his death." she cried sitting on the cold hard floor of the attic. Mr. Khan got up from his chair and put a comforting arm around her.

“It wasn't your fault. There was hardly anything you could have done." he whispered the same thing everyone had tried to tell her. But she disagreed, she knew she could have read the signs more carefully. She could have paid less attention to her love life and more on Harry and she may have read the signs. She may have saved Diggory.

“We will try again tomorrow." he said looking at the clock. “Let's go down for lunch now. C'mon." he offered her a hand to get up. Shine took it and stood up, following him down to the kitchens.

The dark lord wanted her. She knew he was getting stronger. She knew how dangerous the dark lord was. She knew what she would have to do to save her father. She knew she would do anything to save him and that meant risking her life. She didn't want to risk anyone she loved.

Fred and George, her best friends. She couldn't risk them. She had refused to get with Vladimir. She couldn't risk him being threatened because of her.

“The Weasleys will be here tommorow." Sirius informed her as she sat down enticed with the amazing smell of the steak and kidney pie. She looked up from her plate the heavy stone in her stomach dissolving, now she could talk to her best friend at least.

A/N: Okay short, I know but I hope it was good... erm I don't know if anyone's reading coz I know I haven't updated forever but it will be more regular now. Please vote and comment... thank you for reading!!