The Mother of All Sacrifice

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Well I hope you guys and gals like this. It popped into my head and it made me wonder....how much is someone willing to give to save someone else?




Summary: A story about one of the greatest Sacrifices. A sacrifice even greater than what Lily Evans gave to Harry Potter.

The Mother of All Sacrifice

Chapter 1: His Fear

The battle was long and fierce and when it was over Voldemort was finally dead!

“It’s over,” Harry sighed as he stared at the dark lord’s body.

“Good going mate,” Ron nodded.

“HARRY!” Hermione’s frantic cry came from several yards away. The boys and other members of the Order not terribly hurt ran toward the girl and all stopped short when they saw what she was crying about.

Lying burnt, broken, bloody, dirty, and unconscious were Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore.

“Merlin,” Tonks whispered.

Albus groaned softly and his burnt right hand reached for Minerva’s.

“They’re alive!” Fred exclaimed.

“Hurry we’ve got to get them to St. Mungo’s,” Charlie stated.

There was a mad flurry of activity to save to of the most beloved people of the age.


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He was very annoyed at being woken up this time of the night. Several of the order members had him as their personal physician. Why would now cause a four alarm? What possible purpose could they have for waking him at two in the morning unless….

The man stopped in the middle of the hospital hallway and his eyebrows furrowed in apprehension. No…it couldn’t be them. No Hooch, Sprout, and Flitwick would make sure they got to Hogwarts right? But even so his foot steps increased as he hurried to room 346.

“All right what’s the ….”

The healer stopped in his sentence as he saw the handful of Order members bandage and tired looking all staring forlornly at the two occupants on the beds.

“All right every one of you nurses and healers out! And I mean OUT!” the man snapped.

Knowing not to anger the head of their department they all nodded and left shutting the door.

“Why didn’t any of you take them to Hogwarts?” the man asked.

“You can’t honestly look at them and say that was all they need!!!” Hermione shouted as her friends held her back.

“Don’t presume to tell me what they need!!! I know these two better than any of your room and you’ve probably signed their death certificate bringing them here first!” the man shouted. His mother’s temper was boiling inside him.

“What do you mean? What’s wrong with them?” Arthur asked.

The man sighed and ran a hand through his blonde streaked black hair.

“Minerva and Albus are sustained and kept alive by the castle. Kept away; hurt; for too long and they revert into a coma that will slowly and painfully drain their life out of them,” he explained.

“I-Is there a-any hope?” Molly stuttered crying. Her husband wrapped his arms around her.

“Only one…we have to get their mothers,” the man stated.

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Chapter 2: A Taste of the Secret

“Their Mothers? I thought they were dead!” Ron exclaimed.

“No…well not technically,” the man stated.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked leaving his friends and walking up to the healer with the fierce green eyes.

The man sighed and took a recently vacated seat by the beds.

“Minerva’s mother and Albus’ mother cast a spell over Hogwarts years and years ago when Minerva told her parents she was pregnant with a professor’s child even though she was still in her seventh year.”

“Katherine and Kendra were determined to keep their children…well their favorite heirs alive no matter what so with a voluntary sacrifice and a spell only three people know was used; Lady McGonagall and Mrs. Dumbledore made their children as immortal as you can get without doing what Voldemort did,” the man explained.

“How?” Tonks asked.

“As long as they work and are tied to Hogwarts they can always stay alive and Hogwarts will heal them. If they ever retire they’ll have about fifteen to twenty years to live. Katherine was nobody’s fool. She had a phenomenal talent for the dark arts and spells,” the man stated.

“Wait I thought you said they weren’t like Voldemort,” George stated.

“No they aren’t; but she does know enough,” the man sighed.

“So let’s get them. We’ve got to help the professors,” Fred replied.

“It’s not that simple,” the man replied shaking his head and standing.

“Why not?” Lupin asked.

“When they used the spell …well their powers; if they still have any are pretty dormant. Plus they have no memory of being who they are. Professor Dippit and Minister Colman had their names changed and relocated them. They believe they’re muggles living in Staines,” the man stated.

A depressed sigh went around the room as four professors ran into the room.

“Merlin’s beard!” Sprout gasped.

“Get them back to the Headmaster’s quarters,” the man stated.

“You know it wouldn’t do any good now,” Hooch stated.

“Get them back!” the man snarled angrily, “I’m going to get my grandmothers.”

The others blinked at the healer as he quickly left the room. It took the Golden Trio five seconds before they dashed after him.

“Hey wait!” Harry screamed.

The man didn’t stop but he did slow enough for the teenagers to catch up.

“W-we want to go w-with you,” Harry gasped.

“All right but introductions of a more personal nature are in order. You know I am Healer Reigns but under friendly terms I’m simply Jason Dumbledore. Yes Minerva and Albus are my parents. Now shock and awe begins for a minute before we head off to inform my siblings of our journey,” the man stated pulling back his sleeve to look at his wrist watch.

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Chapter 3: Some More of the Back Story

Dawn was breaking on the day Voldemort had fallen and instead of celebrating; Ron, Hermione, and Harry were following Dumbledore’s son to a tall town house in London. The house was just three blocks from St. Mungo’s and looked very like Grimmuald Place but much more cheery.

“All hands on deck!! Everyone up!” Jason shouted ringing a bell that was mounted on a pillar by the stair case.

There were running footsteps and slamming doors before a ghost and two young women came down the stairs.

The ghost was of a young girl no more or less than fifteen wearing a simple shirt and jumper and holding a teddy bear.

Beside her was a woman of twenty with auburn hair cut to her ears and in messy curls. She wore a large blue night shirt with yellow knee high socks. Her sleepy eyes were hazel.

By her stood a woman of thirty with black hair in a pixie cut and blue green eyes. She was wearing short black shorts and a tight red tank top.

“Ladies this is mother and father’s Golden Trio. I and these three shall be going to Staines to retrieve our grandmothers. If I can’t get through to them we will loose our parents,” Jason stated in a very military manner.

“Well we know they will cross over so I guess we’re still stuck with Juliet here,” the black haired one stated.

“I am not going over to our grandfathers,” the ghost said with a shiver.

“Well hopefully you won’t have to. Now you can go to bed. I’ll call the others in the morning and I’ll get these three to the guest rooms,” Jason replied.

The girls nodded and ran or floated back upstairs. Two doors shut leaving the home quiet again and the trio looking more confused than ever.

Jason turned to them and sat on the stairs staring at them.

“Uh you said others…how many children do the professors have?” Harry asked.

“Ten of us all together and as you saw one of us is dead,” Jason answered.

“What happened to her? Why does she stay?” Hermione asked.

“She was murdered by Rudolphus Lestrange when she was fifteen and told us she just couldn’t cross over knowing her grandfathers were there waiting,” he shrugged, “They aren’t very nice.”

“Can you explain things more slowly?” Ron asked.

Jason nodded and supported his face with his hand.

“Minerva McGonagall was from a powerful pureblood family. Albus Dumbledore has a muggleborn mother and a pureblood father. Albus Dumbledore was forty years old when he first made love to 18 year old Minerva McGonagall. The result was a baby she had two days after she graduated Hogwarts,” Jason stated looking at Ron, “Mr. Weasley can you tell me why Percival Dumbledore and Malcolm McGonagall would try to kill each other after they discovered Albus was the father of the baby?”

“Dumbledore’s dad would want Albus to do the right thing. McGonagall’s …her dad would find it a disgrace to the line,” Weasley stated.

“That’s correct,” Jason nodded, “Ms. Granger can you tell me why Kendra might be able to appeal to Katherine to turn against her controlling husband?”

“Protecting the grandchild…and Professor McGonagall,” Hermione suggested.

“Yes,” Jason nodded continuing, “So undercover of night Katherine smuggled her most precious child…her only daughter…out of the house. Minerva was taken to Hogwarts and placed with Albus. She was six months pregnant and that same night Katherine and Kendra sacrificed themselves to protect those two children not caring what their other children thought. The next morning Dippit found them unconscious. He took them to the Hospital Wing where the medi-witch revived them and it was discovered both had no recollection of their children or even of themselves. With the help of Minister Alistair Colman; he and Armando gave the women new identities and relocated them. They explained the situation to the husbands and both told the children the women were dead. No on argued it and that was that.”

“You can’t be the child McGonagall was pregnant with though could you?” Ron asked.

“No,” Jason laughed, “That would be the eldest brother which you will meet in the morning….well later in the morning.”

“What about calling them dead? If everyone thinks they’re dead how do you know where they are?” Harry asked crossing his arms.

“Flitwick told us the story I just told you. His grandmother had been the medi-witch then. After hearing the story some of the elder siblings searched high and low and found the women. They don’t know us as their grandkids but we are friends of theirs…well sort of. They own a small two story shop. Upstairs Katherine teaches music and voice downstairs Kendra manages the bakery they both bake for. That’s where we will go tomorrow so if you follow me to the guest rooms you can get to sleep for a few hours,” Jason stated standing.

The three friends shrugged and followed him past the stairs down the hall.


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About ten o’clock that morning Hermione, Harry, and Ron exited their rooms to several voices clamoring and the smells of scrumptious sausage and bacon. The friends entered the kitchen in the back of the house and found seven adults, two teenagers, and the ghost girl all chatting and helping in some way to fix breakfast.

Jason was just setting a bunch of plates on the table when he noticed the three.

“Ah good morning!” he greeted and turned to the group of people whistling loudly. The group stopped and stared at him.

“Guys please meet mum and dad’s Golden Trio; Hermione, Harry, and Ron. Guys these are my siblings. We have Jordan, Jackson, Joselynn, Jade, Jeremiah, Jessica, Joanna, me, Jacob, and Juliet,” Jason grinned.

Everyone nodded greetings as the food was put on the table and everyone took their seats. Juliet; the ghost, hovered behind the two youngest as everyone ate and chatted. All of them were warm and welcoming to the trio and were put at ease despite the circumstances.

“So only you three and Juliet live here right? What about the others?” Harry asked Jason.

“Technically this is my house and my sisters just decided to bunk with me,” Jason laughed, “The others have their own flats and homes.”

“Except us,” the fifteen year old with the blonde curls and blue eyes stated, “Jade and I stay with Uncle Aberforth when mum and dad are at school or…incapacitated.”

“None of us were in the second Voldemort war because more than half of us were in the first and Minerva was scared to death to loose any of us. She’d already lost one to the war. We obliged her,” Jacob explained. He was twenty-nine; tall and broad shouldered with chocolate eyes and hair.

“Well that’s it for me. I want to save room for the bakery,” Jason stated putting his plate in the sink.

The trio put up their plates as well.

“Ooh bring some biscotti and some of those chocolate muffins for my kids,” Jeremiah stated. He was of medium height and size with short auburn hair and hazel eyes.

“Will do,” Jason nodded leaving the room. The trio followed him to the front door.

“Just think of me,” Jason winked and popped away. Harry shrugged and followed with a pop.

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Chapter 4: meeting Abby and Gabby

The four apparated into a dark alleyway in Staines and followed Jason to a quaint little bakery shop on Harmond Avenue. The building was painted a pleasant lilac color and the large windows had two different titles on them. The left window read: Grannies’ Sweet Sounds; while the right read: Grannies’ Tantalizing Treats.

Ron’s mouth began to water just looking at the goodies on display.

“Come on guys,” Jason grinned and entered.

“Welcome to Grannies!” a young girl stated sitting at the counter. She was sitting on a stool but appeared slender and of medium height. She had long red hair that was in loose braids and chocolate eyes. She was wearing blue jeans and a purple t-shirt that read Tantalizing Treats on one side and Sweet Sounds on the back and a black apron.

“I’m Stacy can I help you?” the girl asked. She looked about sixteen.

“Stacy love I want a box of the best biscotti you have and a throw a few éclairs in there as well. I also want a jelly donut and…who made the coffee this morning?” Jason asked.

“Granny Abby. Nobody drinks it when Granny Gabby makes it,” Stacy laughed as she folded the cute blue box to but the treats in.

“I know that’s the truth,” Jason laughed, “Guys do you want anything? My treat.”

Hermione declined but Ron got a large cupcake and Harry chose a chocolate covered banana.

“That twelve pounds even sir,” Stacy stated handing over the box and a Styrofoam cup. Jason handed over a few bills and as the dash register rang with the purchase he asked.

“So are the grannies in today?”

“Oh yes sir. They work everyday but Sunday,” Stacy nodded, “They’re both downstairs in the bake house sir.”

“Mind if I pop down and say hi?” Jason asked.

“What’s your name?” Stacy asked.

“Jason Reigns,” he smiled. The teenager went to a basement door and pressed a button on an intercom.

“Ms. Abigail, Ms. Gabriella!” the girl called.

“What is it babe?” a voice asked.

“A Jason Reigns is here. Says he wants to say hi ma’am,” Stacy stated looking at the four, “He’s got three kids with him.”

There was a poignant pause and then a different voice answered the girl.

“They can come down sweetheart. Get yourself a soda and eat a cookie.”

“Yes ma’am,” Stacy replied smiling and opened the large door. “You can go in.”

Jason winked at the girl causing her to blush as all four headed down the long staircase and entered a brightly lit and warm room with white walls and dozens upon dozens of pastries and cakes. There were two large freezers and two large refrigerators; plus a huge industrial oven against a back wall.

In the middle of the room stood two women eyeing each other between a large wooden table full of items. They were covered in ingredients and were holding different sauces in their hands.

“Have we interrupted something?” Jason laughed.

“Creative consultation on a new idea,” one of the women answered.

“Creative differences on a new idea,” the other stated.

“Why do I get the feeling it’s a standoff?” Jason asked coming into the room as he stood at the head of the table.

“Because it is,” one sighed as they both put down their ingredients.

“Give us a few minutes and we’ll get cleaned up….could you maybe clean up our mess?” one said smiling sweetly.

Jason nodded as they left through a side door. He waved his wand and everything quickly righted itself.

“So their names are Abigail and Gabriella and they call themselves Grannies?” Harry asked.

“The file Jordan has on them says they ‘don’t have children’ and think everyone is their ‘grandchild,’” Jason explained putting air quotation marks around certain words. “They believe they’re childhood friends named Abigail Marks and Gabriella Daniels. They’re spinsters that have these two businesses and a flat about ten blocks away.”

The trio nodded as the two women reentered cleaner but their hair was wet. The taller was very slim and her hair was black with red streaks running through it. Her eyes were a very dark green color and in the dimmer light they looked black. Her skin was slightly pale looking and she was wearing dark washed boot cut blue jeans and red high heeled boots with a white t-shirt and red apron that had flour all over it.

The other was a shorter and slightly plumper woman that had short blonde curls with twinkling blue eyes. She was wearing black flats with a purple short sleeved dress that went just past her knees. Her skin was a warm peach color.

If the trio didn’t know any better they’d say the women before them were in their late fifties or early sixties not a hundred and something.

“Hi I’m Abigail,” the tall one smiled.

“I’m Gabriella,” the shorter smiled.

“Harry.”

“Ron.”

“Hermione.” The trio greeted.

“Jason these aren’t yours are they? Have you had kids all these years and not told us?” Abigail chastised with a smirk as she and the other came into the light.

If the trio hadn’t known any better they would have sworn that Abigail was Minerva staring down at them. Gabriella certainly had the same eyes as Albus.

“No I didn’t,” Jason laughed, “these are just some friends.”

“Oh well welcome then and we hope to see you again,” Gabriella smiled warmly.

“Thanks. Your cookies are really great,” Harry nodded smiling.

“Thank you. We try to do the best we can,” Abigail smiled, “So how’s life for you Jason?”

“Not very good I’m afraid,” Jason sighed.

“Aw what’s wrong?” Gabriella frowned.

“Mum and dad…but I don’t want to talk here. When’s closing?” Jason asked.

“Not till five…but Abby will give you our address and you can come to our home for dinner and we’ll talk,” Gabby smiled. Jason nodded and took the card Abby took out of her back pocket.

“Thanks ladies. I better get these treats back to my nieces and siblings first though,” he smiled.

“Okay,” the ladies giggled and kissed his cheeks as he led the trio out of the store and tot eh closest alley.

“Well guys we’ve got our in. Now we’ve got to go see Dippit,” Jason stated as he popped away. The trio followed.

[harmonydumbledore]

I know this story is confusing and fast paced but timing is of the essence here to save Albus and Minerva!

Chapter 5: Total Opposites...but Sisters

Jason and the trio went to Hogwarts and entered the headmaster’s study where they found the former headmasters and headmistresses looking sadly at the desk in the middle of the office.

“Oh Jason dear boy we heard the news,” Everad sighed.

“Yeah but I need to speak with Armando,” Jason stated.

“Yes dear boy?” Armando asked from his portrait.

“I have a dinner date with my grandmothers. Is there any possible way to bring back their memories and powers?” he asked.

“They are the only ones who can help right?” Hermione asked.

“Yes girl they are,” Phineus said annoyedly, “And no there is no way.”

“Oh Phineus honestly,” Dyils snapped form her portrait.

“Then there is a way?” Harry asked turning to look at the woman.

“Well…not technically,” the woman answered.

“What does that mean not technically?” Jason asked as he sat behind the desk and steepled his long fingers together peering over them at the professor.

“Wow…that makes you look like Dumbledore,” Ron blinked.

Ignoring the boy Jason continued to patiently stare at the headmistress.

“They sacrificed their possessive lives,” another headmistress up high on the wall stated, “They gave up this world and all their worldly possessions. Their first lives. You can’t undo it.”

“But you can give them flashes of memory that will seem like déjà vu,” Dyils replied, “Their personalities never changed. A former seer like Katherine will not think the flashes just circumstance. She’ll accept what you tell her.”

“Kendra will be skeptical but there is something about Katherine that you cannot help but take what she says as truth. It might be your only hope to get them here. If you get them here and they see Albus and Minerva they may want to help,” Dippit added.

“All right what’s the spell?” Harry asked. Dyils Dewert waved her wand and a cherry would box with a Gryffindor and Slytherin crest floated from somewhere out of sight and landed in front of Jason.

The trio crowded around him as he opened it and saw two white wands.

“Bone wands? I thought those were disbanded,” Hermione stated.

“They were…after Kendra and Katherine were declared dead. These are their wands. The last of the bone wands,” a wiry haired headmaster answered.

The group looked down at the wands in wonder. It appeared both were made of a strong griffin’s bone. One was about 10 inches long and shimmer in the light like it was covered in glitter. It had a vine design on the handle bit and the staff part bent slightly. The other was about 8 inches long and knotted a bit like Albus’ wand.

“Both are made of griffin bone and both have a thestral’s tail scale as a core. They are sister wands and quite powerful. They can be incredibly dangerous if in the wrong hands and are very loyal to their owners,” Dyils explained.

“They cursed Minister Colman’s hand when he placed them in the box. The hand rotted and fell off with in weeks. I’d advise you Gryffindors not to touch it…however,” Dippit stated staring at Jason, “Juliet being a Hufflepuff and ghost could possible wield them long enough to perform the spell being she’s of a more…neutral house.”

“And how do you propose I get a ghost into that apartment without giving the women a heart attack?” Jason asked.

“Use your imagination. You are a Dumbledore are you not?” Phineus asked.

“Well yeah but…I mean common on! From what we kids have gathered about all of this Katherine was a Slytherin and Kendra a Gryffindor both when Phineus was headmaster. Kate, as she preferred to be called, was always here,” Jason stated gesturing around the room.

“She was his ‘pet’ and on his suggestion chose McGonagall over his own son. Twelve years later Kendra rolls into the school. These two women have absolutely nothing in common except the fact that fourteen years after Kendra graduated Hogwarts Albus was born and about twenty-two after that Katherine gave birth to Minerva; her only daughter and last child. Eighteen years after that both fell in love and the women sacrifice themselves! They have nothing in common but the fact their wands are sisters and their children are married!” Jason exclaimed.

“Actually they have something very important in common,” Dyils stated.

“What?” Harry asked.

“Both women have an enormous capacity to love. Their ability to understand and love someone despite their faults makes them very similar and quite unique,” Dippit answered.

Jason sat contemplatively for several minutes before nodding. “All right then. What’s the spell?” he asked.

“It’s in the box,” Dippit answered.

“Well friends let’s get back and change before dinner. I think I know my way in on the two women,” Jason smiled mysteriously.

“Your going to appeal to their good nature…take something for the to coddle?” Hermione stated.

“I’m going to if I can get a hold of my toddler niece,” Jason nodded as they walked out of the office and shut the door.

“Even if those two believe they’re witches they can’t help their children,” the wiry haired man stated.

“They can…but the price this time will be far greater. Both were uncommonly kind to each other but it’s a lot to ask a second time …they may not do it,” Phineus stated.

“You know I never understood why Katherine liked you so much,” Everard stated.

“She uh… she thought of me as a grandfather,” Phineus answered with uncharacteristic sincerity. “She never forgot to visit me.”

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This is amazing I can't wait to read more.

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Pls Update!! I'm curious about what's going to happen!!!!