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#!To Reveal One's Heart!#

One of the creatures had a normal lion head and a decaying body. Harry saw it as it came out of the water.

'Ah…it's the famous Harry Potter. Welcome to our land, what can we do for you?' a large mermaid-like creature pulled her head out of the water. She had stifling purple hair and a green tail.

'Ateva's boiling up. What should I do?' Harry asked urgently.

Every creature started to murmur.

'Well, Harry, don't need to worry about a thing, just get back and accompany Ateva, we'll do the rest! Everyone! GO! GO! GO!' The mermaid shouted.

Although, Harry was beyond confused about the mermaid and other creatures could help Ateva, he felt a sudden thrill of urgency blasted through his veins. Then a sudden urge of hopelessness filled his lungs as he breathed in another deadly creature's breath.

BACK AT THE TREEHOUSE

'Argh!' Ateva shouted and held onto her thigh as the Dark Mark burned again. It stimulates the other marks to burn up as well.

She gripped it harder, trying to reach for her glass of water, only to fall and get knocked off her bed.

It almost felt like slow motion, falling, slower and slower then suddenly you loose all consciousness. She can see her hand as it reached out towards the glass before…

I can't bear it anymore…I can't even feel the normal heartbeat of my heart. I can only feel nothing, the feeling of Nothingness.

The metal crunched harder onto her heart and it almost stopped the heart from functioning properly. Then Ateva saw a small, faded shadow opening her door before her life faded to black.

Laurence can feel the pain as well. The metal bars felt cold under the warmth of his heart and inner muscles.

It was Voldemort's doing.

MEANWHILE IN ANOTHER PLACE WITH A FACE OF DEATH IS PLASTERED OVER IT

The walls had skulls decorated all over it. Blood stains was painted above it's was innocent face.

In the midst of the room a body stood, a decaying yet lively and evil body. The bones had sunk through another body at its top left chest, where the heart laid silently. As the heart was squeezed, the pain was not of Aukino's. But of Laurence and Ateva's.

BACK AGAIN! (E.I.T.S ARE YOU KEEPING UP! )

'Harry…t-s s-such a-s pwaz-az zu mee-th su…' a slithery and slimy voice passed through Harry's eardrums.

'Who are you?' He asked, trying not to imagine the answer.

'Why, I am of course a Basilisk. I am after all, the brother of the Basilisk you killed. Can't you tell by my accent I sometimes have?' It asked, curling around Harry with its long, bone-crunching tail. Harry closed his eyes, ready to see his miserable life as it flashed past his very eyes.

'Keep yourself absent from his presence you…you foul lowlife mortal!' He heard a growl from in front of him. And then he opened his emerald eyes as he saw a beautiful White Racksal that was probably 5 times larger than Serian. Her fur was of pure snow, she had her side to Harry and the front half of her body was turned to the Basilisk.

'Ah…White…no need to be so…growlish with me, I am just…eh, greeting the murderer of my brother is all.' The Basilisk said his tail curling toward White's backside.

'Voldemort was the one that slayed your brother you forgetful fool. Harry's escape was the only fair dealing facilitates your brother ever furnished to this planet.' White snarled.

'C'mon…he wasn't so bad-'

'Not appalling huh, 5 of my new-born pups were his titanic overweight feast over a decade ago!' White snapped.

'But-'

'And after a bountiful huge burp, and two minutes later, he bloody supposed he was hungry again!' White's heart was pumping madly; ready to rip this fat snake apart.

'Still doll, he left something back for you…' the Basilisk sneered as its tail curled higher against White's body.

'Rriygah! Your brother and you are amongst the most foul, atrocious, sickening and filthy creatures that ever paced and will ever pace the Milky Way!' White screamed out loud, and with the last word being said, she grabbed the part of Rriygah with her razor teeth and threw him across the forest floor.

'C'mon Harry, we must transport you back to the Tree house sooner than he becomes conscious again!' White ordered and lowered her head to allow Harry to climb on, 'Clasp firmly!'

The familiar rush of wind caressed Harry's face as White ran.

'We're in attendance.' Then Harry was alone.

Harry slammed the door open to see Ateva lying motionless on the floor with her arm stretched out in front of her and her marks showing up even more brighter.

He slammed the door closed and picked Ateva up. Her skin almost sizzled under the contact of his own.

He placed her onto the bed and let out a sigh of relief before the breath was knocked out of him as he heard a thunderous slam of the door and Laurence came in. His clothes had a brand new bunch of thorns sticking out and blood was continuously oozing out of his body.

'Aukino…' He suddenly grasped his heart for a second before he collapsed onto the floor.

'Harry Potter sir!' The voice sounded drifty, yet concerned.

Harry went outside and looked down from the tree house. He saw that there were the mermaids, lions, White, more Racksals, Unicorns, dragons, and a pair of Phoenixes. Each of them were holding onto different herbs.

3 MINUTES OF EXPLANATION LATER.

'Ok, so I must slowly pour the Water Wood into the pot, then immediately sprinkle the Toxins…Now goes the Yeasy Rock, and a handful of Thorn Grass, a dab of the Yurthal Gas…put out the fire and let it all simmer for five minutes and only more, no less.' Harry told himself as he did the actions accordingly.

5 MINUTES OF IMPATIENCE LATER

'Laurence… Laurence… come on…' Harry pleaded as he grabbed Laurence's back neck and pulled him up from the ground. Laurence groaned in pain but Harry kept pushing the container's beak into Laurence's mouth until he began to swallow the dark grey liquid.

He mumbled a thanks before Harry lightly placed Laurence against the wall. Then it was Ateva's turn. She looked so peaceful but Harry could almost feel Ateva's heart pulling in sudden instances. She cooled down a lot more and so it was easier to pull her up into a sitting position.

'C'mon…open your mouth…' Harry urged, blood firing through him as it didn't succeed as he expected. Her mouth was open, but just not enough to let the grey liquid to pour down her throat willingly.

He began to panic. Is she dead? Why would she suddenly be so cold? What should I do? What could I do?

Another way is to push the liquid into her throat by your mouth, she has given up the will to continue to fight. The heat coming from her was her fight against death. But now she has accepted it. She doesn't want to run away anymore. There is no point for her to continue, if Aukino wanted them dead, it is much easier this way.

'No, I-I can't. But…she's already done so much for me…and now I don't even have the courage to save hers!' Harry cried out loud to himself, tears threatening to come out. Forbid was right, maybe it's easier this way.

Harry, you must take courage, you must save her, like I've done for you.

His mother's voice. The one that always encouraged him. But he just couldn't.

'Coward. You need her for the battle…' An angered voice shouted lightly from behind him.

Harry took one look at Ateva's closed eyes, then poured the grey liquid into his mouth, with both hands holding onto Ateva's cheekbones he pushed the liquid down her mouth by his tongue forcing them into Ateva's slightly opened mouth, crushing Ateva's lips.

Please-please swallow it… Harry begged as he lifted his head and looked at Ateva's neck to see if she swallowed.

It wasn't possible, was it? It wasn't much of a sign, but Harry could swear that he saw it move, just down a little, then up again.

Harry let out a sigh of relief until he saw brilliant light shining from behind him, then now, just then before him. Just as quickly as the light appeared, it died down.

'Uh…!' a voice sounded that made Harry want to dance. He spun around, his eyes full of hope to see Ateva gain consciousness again. She had one hand on her forehead and one elbow supporting her weight, 'What am I doing here?' she asked herself.

'Oh…now that tasted revolting…' Laurence commented with his hand over his mouth.

'Achoo!' Ateva sneezed with her hands over her nose. That was when Harry realized that she was still only in her old ripped up uniform from Hogwarts.

'Um…here…' Harry took off his cloak and handed it to her, 'wear this, you must be cold.'

'Thanks…' she said and took it gratefully.

What was that? Did Harry hear right? Did Ateva just say thanks? Harry turned around to see Ateva wearing his cloak with a small smile across her face. When she saw him she showed him a bright smile that looked entirely sincere. A diminutive blush formed across her pale skin as she wrapped her arms around her legs.

'Oh dear God no…' Laurence whispered as he saw Ateva's behaviour.

'What?' Harry asked, confused.

'This is not a good sign Harry…She's loosing her memory.'

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