LIGHTS PATH TO LIFE
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Chapter 10: Discoveries of Life
"All right Harry. Are you ready to start?" Ron anxiously looked at Harry. He made a silent vow to himself; as soon as Hermione was ok he was going to tell her just how much he loved her. Sparing no details, he would tell her of his dreams for their life together. However, before he could do that he had to hope that his best mate would be able to release her from whatever spell she was hit with. He knew that if anyone could do it, Harry could.
Harry nodded his head, deep in concentration. "Gin, I want you to make sure you have some recovery potions ready, just in case."
She looked at her husband with slight worry but nodded her head. "I'll go and get them. Do you think we'll have to use them on you or Hermione?" She walked into the bathroom and got some vials from the cabinet. She placed them on a table by the window and turned to look at Harry who was still deep in concentration. "Harry?"
He brought his head up slowly to face her and noticed that she was still waiting for his answer. "Sorry love. Um, I'm not sure but since I'm not sure how any of this will go it won't hurt to be prepared. Don't administer any of it unless we start to come around. I'm guessing I'll probably go into a trance just like I've done before but I'm not too keen on the idea of taking potions while in that state. If the potions don't work, Ron you get us to Grimmauld Place and notify Madam Pomfrey and the order."
Ron walked over and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Don't worry Harry. Nothing is going to go wrong. We've all got faith in you." Harry was about to retort when Ron quickly cut him off, "Besides, if something does happen Ginny and I will be here and we'll do exactly what you just told us."
Harry sighed and got up from the night stand that he was sitting on. He walked over to the other side of the bed and kneeled on the bed next to Hermione. "I guess I should start with her head then I'll travel down to her chest."
"Her chest?" Ron asked with a bit of red on his cheeks.
Harry gave a slight chuckle, "Yeah, whatever she was hit with, its signature is very strong around her head and chest, or I guess her heart area. There are bits of it that are starting to join her own aura and that could explain all of her irrational behavior. Well here goes."
Ginny quickly walked over to him and gently put her hand on his arm. "Don't forget love, let them guide you." He smiled and brought her closer to him for a quick kiss. Smiling at him and took a few steps back.
Harry closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He exhaled slowly letting his mind clear itself of all thoughts. Ginny and Ron watched him as he repeated the same process repeatedly until a slight static could be felt around him. Suddenly Harry opened his eyes and threw his head back as his energy lights came forth from his body. No matter how many times they had seen Harry do this, Ron and Ginny couldn't help but flinch. Ron noticed the far off look that Harry had knowing that this was a clear sign that he had entered into a trance.
Harry looked at the lights that danced before him, communicating with him and waiting for instructions. When he nodded his head, Ron and Ginny knew that he was ready to begin. Like before, the lights gathered around his hand giving off a golden glow. Placing his hand on top of Hermione's hands he began to speak words that neither Ron nor Ginny had heard before. He spoke softly but with determination; repeating his words with the conviction of helping one of his best friends.
"Ron, look at Harry. Something's not right." No sooner did she finish her statement they watched as Harry took in a sharp breath, as if he was feeling pain. He shook his head no and continued on.
Ron put his arm around his sister, "Don't worry Gin, he'll be ok. He can do this."
They watched as Harry continued to shake his head no. He placed his left hand on Hermione's chest while his right hand remained on the top of her head. Harry's words were growing weaker and his breathing was labored. The fringes of his hair clung to his damp forehead. Ginny picked up a cloth intending to wipe his forehead. She was stopped when Ron put his hand on her shoulders and shook his head no. They continued to watch as he seemed to struggle with his task.
"Ron, I know something is not right. I can feel him struggling."
He put his arm around her and turned her to face him. "Hey, come on now. This is Harry we're talking about. Everything is going to come out fine." Ron wasn't sure if his words were enough to calm her down since he was finding it hard to believe his own words at the moment.
Their attention was brought back to Harry when they heard him gasping. Within seconds they saw a light floating in front of his eyes. It was brighter than they had ever seen but it did not cause them to shield their eyes. They watched as Harry slowly opened his eyes; a bit unfocussed and seemingly in his trance. He observed the light drifting in front of him while it gave off a slight hum. "Help me" was all Harry said. The light backed away from him and rose above him. In the blink of instant the light dove towards his forehead and then it was gone. Harry's body gave a stiff jerk as he began to fall backwards.
"Harry!" yelled Ron as he ran to him catching him before hitting the floor. He grabbed a pillow from the bed and put it on the floor, gently laying him down. "Harry…come on mate…can you hear me?"
He grabbed his wand and pointed it at Hermione. "Finite Incantatem!" Hermione's still form began to move around. She quickly got off the bed and ran to where the others were.
"Is he ok? Oh Merlin, this is all my fault." She frantically turned to Ginny and grabbed her hands. "I'm so sorry Ginny. I didn't mean any of this. I don't know what's happening to me." When she began to cry Ginny pulled her hands from her grip and brought her into an embrace. She continued to cry until Ron yelled out.
"Hermione, stop! It's all right. We know that you can't control what's happening to you. We need you to calm down now because we need to focus on Harry."
"Yes of course Ron." She took in a deep breath and wiped the tears from her eyes.
"'Mione, can you tell us anything that was happening? Do you know what went wrong?"
She shook her head at him, "No Ron. Actually I didn't feel anything. I just felt a warm hand on my head and chest but that's it."
"Wait, you didn't sense him inside you like Ginny did?" She shook her head no and he looked at them with some confusion. "But how is it that Ginny felt what he was doing but you didn't?"
"I heard everything you guys were talking about earlier. I think the fact that Harry and Ginny share a bond allows her to sense his magic, maybe even his very being. However, I can only assume since Harry's abilities haven't been seen or heard of in a millennia and there is not much research to go by."
"Well Harry gave us specific instructions. Ginny and I will bring Harry to Grimmauld Place and explain things to the order. 'Mione, you go to Hogwarts and tell Madame Pomfrey she's needed there."
"I'll go and floo her since I don't have my wand to apparate there." She got up and started to walk to the door.
"Stop! Don't do anything"
Hermione stopped in her tracks and turned around to see what was happening. "Ginny?"
"We're not bringing him to Grimmauld and we're not letting the order know. We're keeping him here. He's…"
Ron angrily cut her off. "Ginny I know you're scared but we can't leave him here. We can't help him here and we can't leave him in the state he's in."
Hermione kept watching her, noticing that her eyes seemed to be out of focus. "Quiet Ron." She knelt down next to Ginny and put a hand on her shoulder. "Ginny why can't we move him to headquarters?"
"He'll be ok. I'm not really sure but I kind of sense something. It's Harry but not Harry. But I know that he'll be all right." Ginny stood up and pulled her wand out. "Wingardium Leviosa" and with a flick of her wrist she easily levitated Harry onto the bed. With another flick of her wrist a blanket came out of the closet and she placed it over him. Standing at the end of the bed she took off his boots and tucked the blankets around him.
"Ginny are you sure? I still say we follow his instructions and take him to Grimmauld." He watched her as she fussed with the blankets around him, sit in the chair next to the bed and putting her hand on top of his.
"Yes Ron, I'm very sure. He is telling me not to move him. We just have to wait."
"Do you have any idea how long we have to wait?"
"No, but we have no choice. Who knows how long he'll be like this."
"Well then we'll just have to take shifts and sit with him if it does take long." Hermione turned to Ron, "Ginny will need a break eventually but I don't trust myself to sit with Harry alone. Maybe you and I can sit with him together?" She looked at him hopefully with a slight blush on her face.
"I don't think that's a problem 'Mione. You and I can sit with him together. How does that sound to you Gin?"
She turned her head but kept looking at Harry from the corner of her eye. "Yeah sure, that sounds good. Why don't you guys go get something to eat? I'm going to stay here with Harry."
"Ok Ginny but we're going to bring you a tray. You need to eat too."
"Ok and perhaps something to go with this headache that's slowly coming on too."
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Harry's slowly opened his eyes. He was on the ground but the surface was not hard or cold. 'How did I end up on the floor?' He got up slowly, trying to regain his balance. 'Where am I?' He looked around noticing how dark the area was. He started walking slowly realizing how calm he felt. He felt no fear and wondered why that was. After all, one minute he was with his wife and best friends and the next minute he's waking up in dark room. Logic would say that he should be frightened right now but since when was anything in Harry's life logical?
"Hello?" he whispered. He continued to walk in the dark not really knowing where he was going. He cleared his voice and spoke louder. "Hello? Can anybody hear me?"
"Yes Harry. We can hear you."
Harry spun around trying to determine where the voice came from. It seemed to echo from everywhere. "We? How many are here?"
"We are fifty but only I am here with you."
His heart began to race. Fifty? That is how many energy lights emerged from his body more than two years ago. Could Ginny be right? "Where are you? Show yourself!"
He watched as a small light began to dance around the room, growing bigger and bigger. It stopped a few inches or a few meters away from him, he couldn't tell. The light began to hum loudly and Harry decided to back up a bit. He watched as suddenly the light exploded in front of him. He shielded his face with his arms but he did not feel any kind of force from the explosion. As he put his arms down he saw millions of tiny particles floating in front of him. Gently falling down towards the ground he saw it take form. A pair of feet then legs began to form. A few minutes after that he saw a complete torso and arm. He held his breath as he watched the head form and saw a person standing in front of him.
In front of him stood a man dressed in red Japanese robes. His robes were in contrast to his long white hair that flowed freely. His skin was pale but not unhealthy looking. It went well with his hair. He carried weapons on his back and Harry noticed that the handle of his blades were identical to the blades he found in his family vault. What startled Harry the most were the man's eyes; they were the same deep emerald green that he had. Unconsciously Harry took a few steps forward as he continued to look at his eyes. "Who are you?" It was just a whisper but clearly heard by the man in front of him.
He bowed to Harry and responded, "In my lifetime we were known as Yuudai."
A/N: Well there you go. Yuudai translates to "Great Hero" which I thought was fitting. Thanks for all who have read and reviewed. Cookies for everyone!!!