Hello People of the World,
Did you guys check out my Updating Schedule on my profile? I am trying to stick to it as much as possible, but there will be a notice on my profile if I can't update.
I received a review that wanted me to clarify some events that took place earlier (Thank you, yankiwi!), so this is kind of a flashback chapter.
Hopefully this will clear up the confusion about how Adriana started this Omnes Potentes experiment. Sorry for OOCness!
I know you guys just want to read the chapter, so after this disclaimer, the story will go on!
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Wow, I got a little carried away there! Let's just get back to the story.
Chapter 8
Adriana sat under the newly planted Whomping Willow, her nose buried in her book about the Dark Arts. Several students walked past her, sneering and making faces. Turning slightly pink, Adriana sank lower to the ground, her robes catching on the rough uneven branches of the frozen tree.
"Don't you ever do anything besides study?" one girl asked, widening her lined eyes and tossing her curled hair.
"Of course she doesn't! Her only friends are her books! Oh, wait! Her books hate her too!" a Fifth Year contributed.
Adriana took a deep breath, biting her lip to keep from hexing the students in front of her. She narrowed her green eyes, staring harder than ever at the pages of her book, trying to ignore the taunting.
Fragments of insulting phrases pierced Adriana's ears, each bringing new waves of red in front of her vision. They're beneath you, she told herself, quaking with anger. The jeers continued, stinging her skin as they reached her ears. With her eyes half-close, Adriana returned to her book. Out of the corner of her bright eyes, she saw a figure slip behind the Whomping Willow.
A sudden burst of pain interrupted Adriana from her angry state. Another blow hit her, making a nasty crack noise. Realization hit Adriana as she ran for her life, protecting her head with her open book.
A student had touched the knot on the willow, causing it to unfreeze. A huge bough caught Adriana behind the knees, forcing her to the ground with a gasp. Still, the branches swung at her, bruising every inch of her skin. Tears welled up thick and fast in Adriana's eyes, streaming down her face as the tree continued to pummel her relentlessly.
Adriana awoke in a soft bed, her limbs aching terribly. Her blurry vision quickly adjusted, allowing her to take in the countless beds and curtains. I'm in the hospital wing, Adriana thought miserably, groaning to herself, turning on her side.
Waves of pain reverberated through her limbs, causing her to gasp out in pain. Immediately, Madam Pomfrey appeared at her side, holding a large bottle filled with sizzling liquid.
"Where does it hurt?" she cooed, uncorking the bottle.
"Everywhere," Adriana croaked in reply.
"Just drink this potion, and you'll be fine in 12 hours," the nurse told her, holding the bottle under Adriana's nose. Adriana retched at the strong odor of the liquid and turned away from the nurse, causing her limbs to scream out in agony.
"It's not so bad," Madam Pomfrey assured her, pouring out a spoonful. Adriana began to protest, only to get the spoon thrust into her mouth. Her throat burned as the liquid slid down her throat, literally causing flames to flicker across her neck.
"Two more!" Madam Pomfrey announced cheerily, sticking the brimming spoon back into Adriana's mouth. Not waiting for her to recover, the nurse fed her another spoonful.
"Get some rest, dear," Madam Pomfrey instructed, bustling out of the room.
Adriana nestled herself deep into the sheets, waiting for the fire on her skin to be extinguished. Slowly, the flames fizzled out, leaving scorch marks behind. Just great, Adriana thought to herself miserably.
Soon enough, her eyelids began to droop. Adriana was then jolted awake at the sound of voices outside of her secluded bed.
"We wanted to visit her to make sure she's okay," a girl said, her fake concern sickening.
A moment later, the curtain hiding Adriana's bed was wrenched open, to reveal half a dozen witches and wizards, all wearing the same expression of fake pity.
"Adriana, dear, these sweet boys and girls are missing their free period to visit you! Isn't that lovely?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
Adriana didn't reply.
"Well, I'll just leave you dears alone now." Adriana wanted to scream, "No! Don't leave!" at Madam Pomfrey's retreating back, but she restrained herself.
"Are you okay?" the girls chorused in unison, putting on pouty faces.
"What do you want?" Adriana growled, glaring daggers at them.
"We just wanted to bring you some get-well presents," a boy replied, smiling kindly. He handed her a bouquet of flowers, still smiling. Adriana accepted them slowly, her expression dark and suspicious.
She brought them up to her nose to take a deep whiff, when a stream of cold water hit her in the face. Adriana screamed in anger and shock, alerting Madam Pomfrey.
"What is going on here?" she inquired, looking at the "visitors".
"We d-didn't know th-there was anything wrong with the fl-flowers," a witch stammered, completely convincing the nurse. "We b-bought them from one of the Gryffindor students, and h-he said he had g-gotten them from Hogsmeade," she continued apologetically.
"Oh, the poor dears didn't mean it," Madam Pomfrey confirmed, and left.
"Go away!" Adriana commanded forcefully, looking at the posse through her dripping, black hair.
"We just wanted to help," a member of the group said, loud enough for the nurse to hear. "But if you don't want us here, we'll leave," they ended with a sigh, arranging their features into a hurt expression. The group turned on their heel, and marched out of the Hospital Wing.
"Dear, why were you so harsh? Those sweethearts were just trying to make you feel better!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed. "Maybe the potion made you cranky," she pondered. "Go back to sleep," the nurse decided, leaving for the third time in half an hour.
Adriana hobbled out of the Hospital Wing, her injuries mostly healed. She kept her head down, not wanting anyone to see her bruised face. Then, the voices she least wanted to hear reached her ears.
"Is the little baby okay?" they taunted, grinning.
"Why can't you leave me alone?" Adriana demanded.
Ignoring her, the students continued to jeer at her.
Tears formed in Adriana's eyes, slipping down her puffy face. Taking deep breaths, she continued down the corridor towards the Slytherin Common Room. Speed-walking, Adriana quickly arrived, muttering the password, and entering the silver and green room.
Since it was past midnight, the Common Room was empty, leaving Adriana free to read her Dark Arts book. Settling into a chair, Adriana cracked open her book, and began reading.
Hours later, Adriana sat up straighter, ecstatic. In her book, she had found the perfect weapon to use against the students who took pride in teasing her. Adriana read the section over and over again, a rare smile forming.
Omnes Potentes
An Omnes Potentes (OP) is a rare type of wizard that has powers beyond imagine. These powers begin to develop when the witch or wizard turns 17, and finishes their schooling. These exceptional people have the potential to be ten times more powerful than Lord Voldemort and Salazar Slytherin combined. However you do not need to be an OP to gain this strength.
If you capture two Omnes Potentes- one male, one female- you can brew a potion to attain their magic. The only living soul that knows how to concoct this potion is a wizard by the name of Dr. Gallagher, whose whereabouts are unknown.
Grinning like the Cheshire Cat, Adriana shut her book and padded up to her dorm. As she lay under her green and silver covers, the sweet thought of revenge played over and over in her mind.
I hope this was a good flashback chapter that cleared a couple of things up. Sorry for being a day late, but I went to Barnes and Noble yesterday, and I couldn't update.
Hopefully, this long chapter made up for it.
If you are still confused, just PM or review, and I will try to explain things in my next chapter,
Cookies for anyone who can guess who Adriana is modeled after during her Hogwarts years!
Tootles,
LT
