This Chapter is going to be in a somewhat similar style as the first. Only this time, the POV is going to be from a certain bookworm of the HP series. So if you don't like Chapters that are going to be similar to the previous one, then this is not for you.
Hermione POV
So far nothing spectacular has happened at my house. The biggest events that happen in my life seem to start when I am at Hogwarts. My first year involved nearly being impaled by a mountain troll, surviving a devil's snare, and being a piece to a near death game of chess. Second year involved a petrified Mrs. Norris (Flitch's cat) hanging from her tail next to blood written words, accidentally turning myself into a cat via polyjuice potion, and have myself become petrified. While I was in my petrified state, I did feel Harry's hand stroke mine, through that contact I felt a warm sensation go up my arm, almost like it wanted Harry to just have his hand latch on with mine. From then on I knew. I knew I had fallen in love with The-Boy-Who-Lived.
The letter that went on between me, Harry and Ron were always a nice to receive. Writing to Ron is the easy part, writing to Harry is part that I always have trouble with. Whenever I write to him what was going on with my life, flashes of love went through my eyes thanks to my heart. I wanted to put my true feelings on the paper ment for him, but my over reactive brain shoved one single question on to me that made me from doing it.
What if he doesn't feel the way I do?
Anyway, today was a day that made me feel very happy, it's Harry's birthday. So right then and there I wanted to write him how I feel. The question popped into my head as usual, but this time I made a statement against it. If he doesn't feel the same way I'll just move on.
Just as I started grab the quill to write the letter, I suddenly felt extremely cold. Like I was just forcefully shoved into a meat freezer while not wearing anything to protect against it. After an hour of severe shaking while lying on my bed under covers to try to get warm and feeling like I was going into hypothermia. My eyes drooped down and I went to sleep.
Most of the time when I sleep, dream are seldom seen. But for this dream, it only feels like I have only been transported to another place.
The place I've been sent to appears to be like an entrance to a majestic castle. Two sets of stair that connect in a curve that leads up to the next floor, a beautiful fountain in the inside of the curve, and pillars that stretched so high to the ceiling. The main thing that made all of this so breath-taking is what the place is made entirely out of . . . ice. When I made this discovery, I thought I would shrivel up again into hypothermia. But then I realized that I had stood there for several minutes and felt just fine.
After taking in the amazing beauty of the room, I heard a voice that made me realize that I wasn't alone.
"I see that you love my work of architecture."
I look up to the top of the stairs to see the most beautiful woman I have ever seen leaning on the handrail. She had a complexion that is as pale as snow, her hair is a platinum blonde that matched her skin and was done up in a loose french braid, the eyes had the look of ice that was very subtle, the eye shadow that surrounded them was darker. The dress she wore a dress matched her eyes and the castle around her.
She walked down the stairs to meet up with me while I asked, "Yes, it is very beautiful. But who are you?" A twinge of fear was heard in my voice. After becoming petrified through most of the end of 2nd year, I became a bit skeptical of out of the ordinary events, even if it is magic, what is happening now still made me cautious.
"There is no need to fret." She replied to me cautiousness in a calm tone, "I am not here to hurt you." She stopped in front of me, her aura was giving off this sense of regally and calmness, "My name is Elizabeth, but you may call me Elsa."
"My name is Hermione." After feeling her aura, I let my guard down a little.
"Come with me, I will tell you a story that will help you."
She led me through the massive door behind me to a city next to a fjord. The city is called Arendelle, a beautiful kingdom that lived for centuries to which she grew up in. I asked her where in this kingdom she grew up in. In response she lead me through the gates to another castle, one made of stone and wood, and one that signifies the rulers of Arendelle.
Elsa raised her arms and said, "Welcome to my home."
It took me a while to get it, "Wait a minute! You were a ruler of Arendelle?"
She simply nodded her head and told me the story she was getting to, the story of a certain ruler of Arendelle. Her. The story starts when she was eight, her sister Anna went up to her bed and woke her up so they can play. The result though left Anna hurt due to the power that Elsa had in her, to which she would tell me about later. After that incident, their parents locked up the gates and separated her from Anna. Ten years later their parents went out to sea for a celebration, only to be caught in a terrible storm and die in a shipwreck. Three years after that, Elsa was crowned Queen, but unfortunately her powers were revealed and she fled to the north mountain. After a little skirmish with an ambitious prince from the south, she took control of her powers and ruled over the kingdom with a loving embrace, with both help of her sister and the new husband that Anna married, a ice-harvester named Kristoff.
A year later, Elsa found a traveling man with powers both similar and opposite to hers, named Eldrid. A few weeks later, the fell in love. Three months later they were happily married. Age caught up with them and their souls went on to find two people to find to children. After the story is told, we are brought back to the Ice castle entrance.
"How can you tell which child has one of the souls?" I ask.
"For that I would like you to do something." She replied, "Will you do it?" I nodded, "What I want you to do first is to hold out your hand, palm up" I do so, "Now you must find a force within you that feels both cold and comfortably cool." I found it then nodded my head again telling her I found it, "Now take a line from it and bring it to your palm."
I do so and a snowflake the same size as my palm floats over my hand. The appearance startled me a bit but after I realized that it was not hurting me I ask, "How am I doing this?"
"One of the souls had found its home. More specifically," She raises her hand another snowflake the same size floats above her hand, "My soul."
I disconnect the power and drop to my knees in shock, "And to think that finding out I was witch was shocking enough, but this tops it!"
Elsa goes down on her knees and places her hands on my shoulders. I looked up to her and found a familiar person in her eyes. That person being me.
"I know it is a lot to handle. But that is the reason I am here, to help you."
"I would like that very much." I reply.
"Alright then, shall we get started?" She asks.
For the next half hour she helps me with keeping the lid on tight tightly to my emotions. Both fear and anger are the ones that lead to my demise. Love is the one that helps me the most. The way she does this is by meditation to which she tell me I should do everyday for 30 minutes. She also told me a few ways on how to release the power from my hands.
When the half hour ends Elsa talks to me, "It is time for you to wake up, we will be continuing your training over the course of three weeks. You will also need to keep and eye out for the one who has the soul of Eldrid."
"How will I know it's him?"
"When you feel a wave of heat pass by you, find a person with black hair with a red tinge at the ends, and he will also have eyes the color of a very bright amber." She finished explaining.
"Is it alright if I tell my friends about this? It'd be kinda hard not to have a good explanation for all of this."
"You may, but to everyone else, it must be hidden. And when you get the chance at Gringotts, ask the goblins that you wish to see the vault of The Snow Queen and The Fire King. I will see you every night to continue with your training. Until then, see you soon."
"See you soon." As soon as I said that my dream vision went to black.
I woke up again, but this time I saw the all too familiar ceiling color of my bedroom. I then sat up on my bed feeling very refreshed. Then I remembered the point of the dream.
I took out my hand and found the same force Elsa described to me, drew out a line from it and released it from my hand. And, like in the dream, the same size snowflake came and floated above my hand. To this I smiled and stopped the flow of the magic.
When I looked at the time, I noticed that I only slept for 20 minutes. I got up at went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit more. The thing that I wasn't expecting was who I saw in the mirror. When I saw my reflection I nearly screamed. My hair had changed from the bushy brown that I have lived for thirteen years, to a pure white platinum blonde that is now smoothed out. My skin paled to almost the same shade, and my eyes went from a chocolate-brown to an icy blue. In short, I had become a thirteen year old version of Elsa.
"Well, if I look like Elsa. Than the person who has Eldrid's soul is supposed to look like him as well." I said the thought out loud.
After coming to terms with the new look that I have obtained, I went down stairs to tell my parents about this. When I was able to not have them be freaked out anymore, they took the news of my powers about as well when I told them about my news of being a witch.
Now the only thing that goes through my head is a question that will lead me on a journey.
Who has the soul of Eldrid?
And that is Chapter 2
Side note on the names: The name Eldrid is ment to fit the power he has. The name means "Firery Spirit" in Norse. Also (Most people don't know this) Elsa is just the shortened name Elizabeth.
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