Harry Potter and the Earth's Child
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. I am happy just borrowing them for a while.
Chapter 4 - Another conversation
As Ayla finished the rest of the food on her tray, she heard the door to the cave she was in open. Although the door was unlike the hide doors made for the Clan's cave, she understood its purpose. She looked up and saw Dumbledore walking towards her, this time wearing a light yellow robe. She pushed the tray aside, and made herself comfortable, then waved her hand over to the chair beside her bed. Dumbledore nodded and let himself down onto the chair. After a few moments of silence, he began to speak.
"Pomfrey spoke with me and said you wanted to learn more words? I am glad to see you awake and wanting to learn again, after such a short period of time. I do not know what else I can teach you right now, being limited to items in the infirmary. How would you like to continue?"
Dumbledore thought she might have a hard time understanding her, but spoke normally nonetheless, as it would help Ayla to learn more than just names of items. He was surprised when she replied.
"I want learn more words. What 'infirmary'?"
"Ah, the infirmary is where people are taken when they are ill, not feeling well."
"I not ill. Feel good."
"Ah, but you have had a traumatic experience, and we do not know the full consequences. I believe you should leave Poppy to care for you, make sure you are feeling better, before you go outside. She is the school healer."
"Healer? I am healer. I feel no ill."
"Ah, that is probably from the pain relief potion we gave you. You took a nasty fall when you came here."
Ayla looked confused at that, but nodded in acceptance. She would try again very soon, she wasn't one to give up so easily.
"Tell how I came here?"
"Well, we don't know exactly how it happened, but I can tell you what I know. I was in the great hall for dinner, and fell an unusual tug in my mind. Not sure what it was, I went outside to get some fresh air, and while I was walking around the lake, I had a vision. It was an unusual vision, as it was mostly pitch black, but for a moment I felt myself traveling back to the beginning of life. As the different creatures diverged from the line flowing back to me, I felt a nervous tug again, and I tried to slow down and help. I came back to the present after a moment longer, and was just wondering what it could mean, when I felt another tug, but stronger, then in a flash of light, you fell out of the air, about chest high, and landed on the ground. Of course I took you immediately here for medical assistance. The interesting part was that you seemed to be physically fine, aside from a few bruises from the fall, and unfortunately a broken rib. As Poppy was checking you over for internal injuries, she noticed that you had too many memories for such a young body, so I helped her. I am sorry to say I had to view most of your memories, but you would have gone into shock if I had not removed half of them."
Ayla stared at Dumbledore for a moment, absorbing what she had just heard. He had gone into the Clan memory, without taking the root. He had also saved her from the nothingness she felt after Mog-Ur had left her connection. She was relieved, then curious as to what he meant about her memories.
"I not understand remove memories. How?"
"Ayla, we are witches and wizards, we can do things that ordinary people cannot do."
She frowned, then brightened. "You are mogur!"
"I do not know what that is. I will show you what a wizard is tomorrow. For today, I am glad to see you learning so fast our language. You should rest. Tomorrow I will be back in the morning. Be good for Poppy now."
Ayla nodded, and Dumbledore left. Sitting up against the wall, she looked around for a few minutes, then decided sleep would not hurt her. A few minutes later, she was asleep.
When Ayla awoke again, she wondered where she was, but after a moment, she remembered. She slowly got out of bed and went to the 'bathroom' she had learned to use, and then sat back on the bed. Although it was still light in the infirmary, she could tell that it was nearing dusk, and wondered when she would be served dinner. She decided to go through all the words she had learned since she woke up in the strange place, and was in the process of going through them a second time when Pomfrey came in with a new tray.
"Hello, Pomfrey. How you?"
"I am good, dear. I brought you dinner, I thought you would be hungry again. I hope you like it."
Ayla looked at the tray, and grinned at the sight before her. The bird looked slightly different than the Ptarmigan she made for Creb, but she could tell it was a bird. She smiled at the lady before her.
"Thank you, I like." She couldn't think of the word, so pointed at the chicken.
"It is roast chicken. Chicken is a bird." With that, Pomfrey made a motion with her hand, to signify flapping of wings.
Ayla nodded, and thanked the lady again, before digging into the chicken. She was surprised at the flavor. It tasted unusual to her, but still good. She was glad she was becoming more understood, and felt she was getting almost used to these new people that called themselves witches and wizards.
When she was done with dinner, she stood up and cleaned herself off in the bathroom, then went back to bed. Pomfrey came by shortly after for the tray, with a small container in her hands.
"Sorry to ask this Ayla, but do you have a headache? I have some medicine that will help."
Ayla accepted the glass vial, and shortly after, she felt tired. She drifted off to sleep and didn't wake up again until morning.