Chapter 3
Harry's P.O.V.
Finally somebody outside the Order believed me. Grant it that she was a True Seer and had a vision of the hole thing. But that doesn't matter. All that matters is that Alison and her brother, Jason, believed me through and through. I wasn't completely convinced about Hermione and Ron though. I mean they could, it's just they haven't said anything about believing me that's making me think that. I was thrilled.
We were in Divination and poor Alison was, again, seated with Malfoy. He was whispering something to her too low for it to carry. She smiled and said something back that seemed to startle Malfoy, for he straightened up and moved as far away from her as the desk allowed. She continued to smile as she looked back down at the star map. We were all scattered across the room to keep noise down to a minimal amount. Ron stared at the map with a big question mark in bold on his forehead. He sat near the window. Jason, on the other hand, seemed to be doing just as well as his sister, maybe he was physic too. He was seated in the very back with our new friend Luna. She was a sweet girl. Hermione had finished and was now starting on the extra credit. She sat with Neville at the front. Most of my friends seemed to be doing well, even Neville looked like he understood what he was doing. On the other hand, I had no idea, what so freaking ever, on what I was doing. Maybe I'll ask for Alison's or Hermione's help later.
Professor Trelawney startled us all by clearing her throat, "Please remember that the first trip to Hogsmeade will be the first Saturday of October at noon. Don't be late." and with that she dismissed us fifteen minutes early.
As I packed up and headed to the trap door that lead us down to the main flow of the school, I over heard/saw Malfoy and Alison talking.
"So, Alison," Malfoy said standing next to her, "Are you going to Hogsmeade?"
"I might." Alison replied standing up with her bag of things, "It depends, why?"
"Just wondering." He said smoothly. He walked off without another word.
Alison came up beside me, "What was that for?" I said. She shrugged as we climbed out of the room.
We caught up with Hermione, Ron and Jason as we walked to our next class. I was pleased when Luna and Neville joined us. Luna was talking to Jason, who blushed when she did, about Quiddicht. Who would have known that Luna knew so much. And by the way he blushed I would say that he was beginning to like her. Neville was talking with Alison, (who I found out with much surprise) she (apparently) wasn't good at Herbology. And it so happened to be our next class (with Ravenclaw, thankfully). Alison sat next to Neville and he helped her a lot.
During my free hour (witch was right before dinner) I returned to the DADA class room to find Professor Umbridge already in her office. I climbed the stairs quickly, and found myself in a pink room. And when I say pink, I mean pink. Everything was pink, the chairs, the walls, the ceiling, the nick-nacks on her desk. Everything.
"Ah, yes, Potter." she said standing up from behind her pink desk, "You will be writhing lines for me." she gestured to the smaller pink desk next to her own. I sat down and picked up the quill that was laying next to a sheet of parchment.
"Um, Professor? There's no ink." I said turning to her.
"You will not need any." she said with a small smile, "I want you to write, 'I must not tell lies.' fifty times."
I sighed quietly. How was I going to write that without any ink? Oh, well might as well humor her. I rote down 'I must not' when I felt a weird feeling him my left hand but I ignored it and continued 'tell lies.' and then my hand felt a sharp sting and I dropped the quill and looked at my hand. Then I saw the sentence 'I must not tell lies.' being etched into my skin. I looked at the Professor who said simply, "Naughty students must be punished." I hesitated for another moment before picking the quill back up. Might as well get this over with as soon as possible. Each time I rewrote the sentence the deeper the wound got. When I was finally done, I practically ran out of there, and to my dormitory.
When I got to the dormitory, I saw everyone there (I had missed dinner apparently). They were laughing and telling jokes while Jason played Fred at Wizard's Chess. Alison sat next to Ginny, resting against the chair that Hermione was in, Ron sat with George on the big over stuffed couch playing some sort of card game. Luna sat on the floor next to Jason, Fred sat opposite him. Neville sat in the other arm-chair, playing with his plant. Jason was telling this intricate prank that he and some of his old friends pulled on the last day of his third year.
Alison saw me first, "Hey, Harry-" she stopped when she saw my hand, and was in front of me inspecting it in a flash. She pulled out her wand.
"No-" I started but she shushed me, and tapped the end of her wand to my hand. Suddenly the pain in my left hand disappeared and was replaced with a warmth that spread up my arm. It was a moment later before Alison took another look at my hand.
"There you go." she said, "It might not completely disappear for another few days." I looked down at my hand and saw that the wound looked already weeks old. I smiled at her and told everyone that I was tired. I escaped up to my room a few minutes later with worried glances from everyone except Alison. She knew I would live. As I finally started to fall asleep I thought of the good things that happened today and about what might happen soon, a smile stretched across my face.
That's when I heard screaming.
Alison's P.O.V.
I escaped up to my dormitory room shortly after Harry went to his. No one thought anything of it, their thoughts were all wrapped around him. I rummaged through my suitcase and pulled out my pj's. They were purple and black clad pants with with just a plain tight black tank-top. I pulled my hair into a low pony tail, sat down on the floor at the end of my bed, and began my cleansing breathing. After my tenth breath I heard the door open then close. Someone went through their stuff then climbed into bed and dimmed the lights. It was the bed closest to mine, it must be Hermione. I kept my breathing even and deep, I breathed out all of today's stress and worked on calming my body starting with my toes.
That's when it happened. It felt like my skin was being ripped off as I fell through the floor. I was having another vision. Dammit.
I was walking next to Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Luna, Neville and Jason through a room filled with class orbs. There were rows and rows filled with them. We passed them row after row, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54. Harry stopped.
"It should be hear." he said, but it sounded hallow, everyone sounds like that in my visions. Everyone stared at him, for there was no row there, "Row fifty-five."
Neville spoke, "Is this it Harry? It has your name on it." We all turned and Harry rushed over to Neville. Harry paused for a second before picking up a small glass orb, it was no bigger than his fist. There was a rush of wind and black smoke all around us and suddenly ten or so people were surrounding us, all of them were wearing some version of a silver mask. They were all fairly creepy. They were Death Eaters. One of them stepped up and took of his mask. He had long blond hair and a cain type thing. He reminded me of that Draco kid, only Draco was much hotter.
"Give it here Potter and none of you friends will be hurt." He had a soft whisper of a voice, but even I could hear the threat. All around us the masked people pulled out their wands. We turned to them with our wands at the ready. There was one of them for every one of us.
"No. Mr. Malfoy." Harry said, and the man seamed to get angry, "NOW!" Harry yelled.
"STUPEFY!" We all yelled in unison.
I was retched out of that vision suddenly and dropped down into the next one. But this time I was Harry.
We were battling, curses of all colors were flying everywhere. Somehow admits of all of that we were all captured. I/Harry looked around at all of our friends faces. I/Harry saw Jason, Me, Hermione, Ron, Neville and Luna were all put at wand point by one of the Death Eaters.
"Give it to me Potter," Mr. Malfoy said reaching out to the glass ball that I/Harry was holding, "and none of your friends will get hurt."
"If this was so important," I/Harry said, "why didn't Voldemort come and retrieve it?"
"Only the person who the prophecy is about can retrieve it." Mr. Malfoy said still holding out his hand.
I/Harry made a move to give it to him, when Neville shouted out, "Don't give it to him Harry!"
"Shush, boy." Said a wild looking woman holding him at wand point. She tapped her wand to his throat to shush him.
I/Harry thought about for what seemed to be a long minute before giving in and handing it to Mr. Malfoy. Just then a rush of wind and white streaks of smoke came and Sirius Black was standing next to Me/Harry. Mr. Malfoy dropped the ball and it shattered into a million pieces. The battle started up stronger this time as more and more people from the Order appeared in white smoke.
Sirius and I/Harry was battling people left and right of us. Colorful sparks filled the air. I/Harry turned and helped Sirius battle Mr. Malfoy. We were winning and it looked like we would defeat him, but suddenly a green light hit Sirius square in the chest and sent him tumbling into the veil we were standing in front of.
"SIRIUS! NO!" I/Harry yelled, "Sirius!"
Then I felt it the cold rush of me being pulled back to my body as I spiraled upwards out of the vision.
I wrenched open my eyes and saw everyone standing around me. I was in my brother's arms; he was wiping my face. I looked around, everyone looked terrified. Hermione was crying in Ron's arms and Ron's eyes looked blood shot. Luna and Ginny were trembling and Neville looked like he saw someone die as he rubbed their arms. My eyes found Harry's, he was crying too.
I stretched out my arms, "Harry?" He came over and his arms replaced my brothers.
I turned to him, hugged him close, and buried my face in his neck, "Oh, Harry. Sirius Black is gonna die." it came out in a horsey whisper. Thats when I let my tears fall.
Hermione's P.O.V.
Witnessing Alison having a vision was the scariest thing I have ever seen. She would scream and moan like she was dieing. I thought she was. Only Jason kept cool during the two hours in which she would scream and thrash out. Sometimes she would call out, she said 'Death Eaters' and thats when I started to shake. Neville offered to go get Professor McGonagall but Jason said not to. I asked him why.
"If it doesn't happen for awhile then there will be no need to worry the Professors." Alison started to shake and moan.
"Does it always happen like this?" Ron asked, his voice was husky like he was trying to hold back tears.
"Yes." Jason didn't seem to like it either. He wiped Alison's hair from her face. I looked over at Harry; he looked horror stricken like the rest of the us. Twice Fred and George came in to see if everything was alright. They were keeping everyone who was wondering about the screaming at bay behind the doors with Percy.
Half-way through the second hour Alison's eyes popped opened. Her eyes were practically red and she didn't seem to see us, she closed her eyes again quickly. She screamed loudly then tears began to fall from her closed eyes. That's when everyone in the room (except Jason) started crying. I turned to Ron (who was closest to me) and cried into his shoulder.
The second hour was coming to a close when suddenly Alison screamed, "SIRIUS! NO!" I froze then looked at Harry. Tears were spilling onto his face.
"Sirius!" she said again, her back arched then her body fell to the bed and didn't move. Jason wiped her face for the tears were still falling. Alison eyes opened finally. She sat up with the help of her brother and looked at us one at a time. She was studying our reactions. Her eyes rested on Harry's.
She opened her arms to him and said in a horse whisper, "Harry?"
Harry moved at once to trade places with Jason. She curled up in his lap and buried her head in his neck, "Oh, Harry!" she cried, "Sirius Black is gonna die."
There was a moment of silence before Alison started balling. I watched them carefully, Harry seemed.. gone and Alison was having a total mental break down. Jason had gone outside to tell Percy that everything was okay now. I heard Percy yell that everyone needed to go to bed and that anyone wandering will be reported.
Jason came back in with Fred, George, and Percy, "We are going to need to head back down to the common room so that the other girl's can get some sleep."
Alison stood shakily, grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him down the stairs, we all followed.
The common room was deserted now and it seemed too large, holding lots of shadows filled with things that go bump in the night. Alison sat down on the couch, pulling Harry with her. I sat down on her other side. Everyone sat down around the fire not quite knowing where to look.
Jason was the first to speak, "Do you know when?"
Alison seemed to concentrate for a moment before replying, "Um, judging by what we were wearing... I'll say sometime after the winter holidays."
Everyone sighed in relief. That wasn't for awhile now, I saw Harry relax and smile a small smile.
Jason looked confused, "You have never had a vision of something so far in the future. I wonder..."
Alison shrugged, "I'm not sure myself. But maybe soon we'll meat him or something." She looked around asking with her eyes.
"Of corse!" Harry and Ron said at the same time.
"You two could come over the winter holiday! I think that would be a good idea." Ginny said, "Should we send an owl to ask?"
"Yes." Percy said. And with that said, Ginny promised two write the letter sometime next month so that it wouldn't too early but still have enough time for her mom to prepare. We all agreed to that and made our ways to our beds. It was now eleven o'clock.
It had been a long and tiring night. I climbed gratefully into bed and in just minutes I was out like a light.
