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Chapter Ten: Dreaming of Angels
Hermione:
After the scolding she had received from Professor McGonagall, Hermione and the boys left to go to for the Gryffindor dorm. When they reached the point where the boys would have to go to their room, Hermione gave them a sheepish grin.
"Night" she whispered before turning on her heel to run up the stairs. Making sure to close the door as quietly as possible, so not to wake the others she dived in to her bead hiding amongst her covers. Hermione was pretty sure she had just made to friends today. Maybe being attacked by a troll isn't all that bad. For the first time since she got to Hogwarts, she actually felt happy. So when her head hit her pillow she drifted of in to a deep sleep.
With a gasp Hermione woke up in a dark room, or at least she thought it was a room. Groaning she slowly sat up. Her head hurt and she felt even worse when she moved to get more comfortable.
"Hey there stinker."
Hermione spun round (bad idea) to see her godfather standing over her with a soft apologetic smile. His eyes ware cast down as if he felt guilty. Hermione was sure of it when she saw his three pair of golden wings drooping slightly behind him.
"Am I dreaming? Or have you decided to annoy me in my sleep as well as back home?"
He smiled a little at her response. She could have sworn he looked relived.
"Are you ok? You're not hurt?"
She shook her head and gave him a brilliant smile.
"No, but I think I actually made friends today. Harry and Ron came to help me."
Gabriel had flinched at Harry's name but if Hermione had noticed she pretended not to when she started to tell him all about the boys' bravery. He listened to her excited explanations as he sat down next to her on the cold floor. She talked no stop for about ten minutes before she stopped and lookup at him confused.
"I called for you" she said looking at him. "You didn't come."
Sighing Gabriel nodded, looking ashamed.
"I tried to. But apparently this school is angel proof." He said gesturing around himself, frustration clear to read in his face.
"How's it possible to angel proof a whole castle?" she was genuinely interested in the idea. He had never said that was a possibility. It was an interesting concept.
He looked at her with a raised eyebrows.
"No, no. Don't even think about it. Knowing you, you'll get in to trouble and no one will be able to find you and if I tell you neither will I." He pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling the beginnings of a headache.
She nodded trying to hide her new found interest.
"I'm glad you're ok though. I'm sorry I can't stay long," he said standing up with a quick kiss on the top of his head. "I'll have to go sort out this no fly zone with your head master."
Hermione looked at him shocked.
"You're going to tell Professor Dumbledore?"
"Of course not! Are you mad?!" His eyes flashing mischievously. "I'm just going to persuade him that inviting your good old Uncle Gabriel in the next time something goes wrong will be in his best interest" he said with a smirk and with that he vanished, leaving Hermione to fall in to peaceful dreams.
Dumbledore:
"Fascinating", Dumbledore exclaimed as he stood in the dark room. "My mind hasn't been infiltrated in a while."
He turned to see a man standing in front of him. He was shorter than him, but stockier and even though he looked younger his golden eyes betrayed him. The professor could barely hide his amusement when the man glared up to him.
"I complement you on your magical skills."
The shorter man quirked an eyebrow.
"So you are aware that I'm in your mind?"
"Very much so. You must be the interesting gentlemen Minerva met at the Granger residence. What can I do for you Mr Stelio?" The wizard extended his hand towards him, but Gabriel ignored him.
"Well this isn't going as planned… But I'll give you props for actually delivering on most powerful wizard. Crowley really didn't hold back." Now it was Dumbledore's turn to raise his eyebrows.
"I wouldn't go that far."
"Oh I believe you would. You see, I did my own digging and an old friend of yours if very helpful. If you know the magic words that is."
"Oh and what would those words be?"
Gabriel smirked dangerously "Deathly Hallows."
Dumbledore straitened up in surprise. Not many wizards knew about the Hallows and those who did considered them a fairy-tale. But this man or whatever he was looked at him with such sincerity that Dumber knew he wasn't lying.
"Now listen up because I'm not going to say it again. I'm for once not interested in causing trouble. But unless you want your dreams to become my personal playground, I would suggest you send for me the next time my girl gets in to any sort of trouble."
Dumbledore cocked his head at the man.
"Surely if you are this powerful you must be able to enter the school grounds." Limitations interesting.
"Sadly not, something is preventing me from entering. But I and more importantly your mind would appreciate it if you could send from me the next time something remotely suspicions happens at this school. Understood?"
Dumbledore was slightly amused bythe man in front of him. He posed a puzzle he had never come across before. A puzzle closely connected to a brilliant young Gryffindor. Perhaps allowing him entrance would be beneficial.
"As you wish. Mr Stelio."
"You can call me Gabriel" he responded. The permission to call him by his name sounded more like a threat to the old Professors ears, but he was surprised when the man had vanished in to thin air right in front of him. A faint fluttering sound lingering in his ears.
"Fascinating."