Chapter Forty Five: 'Don't Believe What you see' or 'The Princesses Gift'
December 13th
Hanna waked to the sounds of the usual morning calamities.
Hermione remained the first up everyday.
Tom, continuously tried to get Draco to be less of a messy sleeper, to no avail.
Pansy, woke up first, after Hermione and tended to try to clean up a tad before Tom woke, never actually finishing.
Ron, who stayed over rarely, often left once everyone woke up.
Hanna waked up last, like this morning, to the noise.
"Guys!" She shouted. Stopping them in mid fight every morning.
Hermione looked down from her book, which had gotten thicker again, "Hanna it's hopeless, just let it go, by eleven they'll be sane." She told her friend.
Hanna sighed. Hermione was right, by about eleven, everyone calmed down, on weekends that is.
Today being Saturday.
Hanna brushed her hair, stretched, got dressed in Hermione's room, and came out.
They were still shouting.
She sighed.
You very well couldn't live with someone as long as they did in such close quarters and not get into usual brawls.
Eating her Egg toast-witch, and drinking her tea, she watched them fight.
The room was large, yes, however, it fit four comfortably. With well, six maybe eight on a constant basis, it was a tad much.
But they were all very close. Even Pansy, who had just joined a month and a half ago. Pansy was amazing company.
For Hanna at least. Hermione Dora and Ray gave off the impression they came form the same rock. Having three studious, curious, know-it-alls was sometimes too much. Not to mention, Hanna was a typical girl, besides her Karate. She needed someone to swap make-up tips with.
It was funny when she watched them, Hermione writing and drawing in her book like she did every morning since the evenings were taken.
She really was dedicated to it.
Hanna shut her eyes and opened them again. Hermione said that when she used perception magic, an eye sometimes appeared. None of them had yet admitted to seeing such a thing. Hanna however kept practicing.
Tom wanted the room clean, Draco needed to feel free and Pansy, wanted less conflict.
'Solving the first two should solve out the last' Hanna reasoned, and concentrated.
About a month back, Hanna had a wild inspiration. One that she hadn't told anyone of. One that she had been practicing, and perfecting, like the perception magic.
A crystal formed in her mind, it had two sides facing her.
Draco.
Tom.
She entered the right, Draco. Picturing clouds and birds, she entered and called on her will. Forcing her perception magic to form how she wanted, she imagined the feeling of freedom as weightless flying, without a broom.
And willed it to exist.
Her eyes remained closed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
"OK! I'll try to clean it up, but when I just wake up don't-." Draco caught his breath, and his eyes opened wide. "what the?"
Tom looked at the boy oddly. "Fine ten minutes ok?"
"Where am I?" Draco said, his breath hard.
Hermione looked up, Pansy too.
"Draco," Hermione put down her book and walked up to him, "What's wrong?"
Pansy moved her hand in front of his face, "Drake? Anyone home?"
"I was just talking with him," Tom said confused, "And he blanked-." Tom Stopped talking, and fell on his knees.
"TOM!" Both girls called, since she knew Mione couldn't leave Draco, Pansy rushed to his side, then knowing Hanna was awake, she searched for the one who should have been at his side before her.
She was on the couch, holding her glass of tea in her hands, concentrating, eyes shut.
"Hermione," She said scared, "It's Hanna."
The Queen's vision snapped to the couch, and she saw the same thing. "Damn!" Mione cursed, "What is she doing!" she moved Tom and Draco to their own seats with a flick of her hand, and advanced on the keeper of diamonds.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna had left Draco's realm in the crystal, and moved onto Tom's.
She imagined a meadow, with an ocean by it. The winds, soft yet enough to tousle one's hair. Relaxing light, not strong enough to blind you but bright.
Everything was perfect.
She willed it to be.
*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*
"HANNA!" Hermione shouted, taking the tea from her hands and splashing it on her face. Hermione was pissed. But no response, "Stop it!" she screamed, shaking her friend by her shoulders, "Whatever your doing, please, Stop!" she had started to sob, scared, scared for Draco, scared for Tom, and scared for Hanna.
"Hermione," Pansy whispered.
"Pansy, Get Ron, Get Dora get Ray, Get someone, HURRY!" She yelled at her friend. Pansy could see the tears in her eyes, she was scared, and worried, and deadly serious.
Pansy took her card in hand and called Ron, Dora and Ray, Emergency. Then turned it to message, and she shouted in her mind 'GET UP HERE NOW!'
Standing, she ran for a professor, any professor, preferably Minerva, Snape, or Albus, but she wasn't picky, any would do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna looked over her work and was pleased, She watched Draco flying with birds soaring beside him.
He was lost, she realized, "Stop it!" a voice shouted. She shook off the thought and turned to Tom.
He was sitting in the meadow, eyes wide.
He was scared, "Please, STOP!" the voice shouted again.
Stop what? Her mind asked, I'm helping. Giving them what they want.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione faced Hanna once Pansy was gone.
"Hanna, listen, come back," she whispered, "Whatever your doing it's hurting you too, come back. Please, wake up." A tear from her sad eyes fell on her friends frozen fingers.
"Please," she whispered, "Bring them back with you."
*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Please," a voice penetrated her mind, strong, sad. "Wake up!" it ordered.
Hanna looked at the two images, what was she doing exactly? She asked herself scared. How were they reacting outside her mindscape?
"Please," the voice pleaded. Her world wrinkled around her, like a drop of water had hit a pond, the crystal began to break. "Bring them back with you!"
Hanna became scared. She fell into their sides, taking the boys hands, she drew them out.
The crystal shattered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione watched as Hanna's eyes fluttered open. She was about to smack her when she heard Draco ask, "What in the Bloody hell was that!"
Ron and the twins had been there for an hour, so had Snape, the first teacher, luckily, that Pansy had come across.
'Well', the Slytherin child thought, angrily, 'if Hermione isn't'
Pansy walked up and hit the Ace of Diamonds, as hard as she could, straight across the face.
Hanna looked at the angry girl shocked, "What was that for Pansy?" she asked, truly lost.
"Don't you even start with me!" She screamed, "Do you have any clue what you just did!"
"Yeah," she blinked, "I put Draco and Tom in an alternate reality." She answered calmly.
Snape took in a sharp breath. "You did what?" he asked, stepping away from her.
"Put them in their minds, made them see something that wasn't there," she said frustrated, "I just wanted them to calm down a bit!"
Hermione slapped her.
"Get out." She said darkly, "GET OUT BEFORE I DO SOMETHING I MIGHT REGRET!"
Hanna, wide eyed, ran from the room.
Hermione threatening wasn't something you took lightly.
"Mercury," Draco whispered into Mione's ear, "What's going on."
Hermione spun around, tears in her eyes, and hugged him, "Don't scare me like that again." She sobbed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna sat by the lake, as Hermione and Draco approached her.
Hermione sat down first, and hugged her. "Hanna, I'm sorry," she said softly, "I was scared, Draco talking like that, it scared me." The tears that she had just freed herself from, came back full force.
"No, you have all rights to mad at me, I should have told you what I was doing." Hanna admitted, "I was being selfish."
"What exactly," Draco asked taking his seat by Mione, "Did you do?"
Hanna smiled. "I manipulated your mind, your perception of the world around you."
"How?" Hermione asked befuddled.
Hanna looked out at the lake, "It's complicated, I mean, it just hit me one day, and took me a while to figure it out." She took a breath, " You use perception magic, but instead of making it, universal, or willing it so that it 'exists', you focus on one person, and will it to exist for them, and only them." She tried, and started laughing, "Sorry if it makes no sense, the theory itself is very abstract." She looked at the two, "If that's confusing you should try doing it, it's hard."
"Hanna," Hermione said worried, "Have you tried this on any one else?"
Hanna blinked, "No. it was the first time on people back in the room." She looked out at the lake, "I tried it on butterflies, ants, birds, but back in the room, I guess, the fighting was getting at me, and I just wanted it." She looked at Draco, "I'm sorry, when Hermione was trying to snap me out of it, I realized, you looked lost."
"You could see me there?" Draco asked eyes wide.
"Well, yeah I mean for me, it was real." Hanna shrugged, then pulled her knees close into her body, "But Tom," she ducked her head into her lap, "I scared him. I really scared him."
Hermione realized then that maybe Hanna didn't want her magic to work the way it did, maybe in a way, she hadn't wanted that.
"This is what Professor Dumbledore meant." Hermione said sadly, wrapping Hanna in her arms, "Perception magic comes from us, it has no other medium it needs, it feeds from our emotions, so," she looked in her eyes, "When we aren't in complete control of our emotions, we can do things we probably will regret, things we really don't want to do."
"Then is it wrong?" Hanna asked her friend, "Is it wrong?"
"No." Draco answered, "It simply means Hanna," he smirked, "That like we need to train our bodies for Karate, we need to train our feelings for the magic. Practice, work, dedication, discipline." He smirked as she smiled.
He had quoted from her first prep speech to them, on their first lesson from her.
"Right, we have to work at it." She agreed.
"Hanna," Hermione started, "I don't want you to teach the others this, even though its your decision, I don't believe that they should go through this. If they want it, that's another story, but don't tech them unless they are willing to learn, even then I want you to tell them of what you went through. Everyone saw what happened around you, but no one knows what trials you went through, after, before and during the uh, 'situation'." Hermione smiled, " you know?"
"Yeah," Hanna smiled, "I'll keep it to myself, this shall remain distinctively me." She looked at Draco, "Like your transfiguration ability, or Toms mind reading ability, or Hermione's perception ability, this will be mine."
"Glad you have something to gloat about," Draco said happily, "Just don't use it on me again, at least, tell me before you do."
"Don't worry I will," she smiled.
"Let's go in, everyone's waiting." Hermione stood, and the other two followed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
AN: Ok so now they all have a special talent, and you have some clue about their weaknesses.
I hope you're enjoying.
Remember to Review!
Relena~
December 13th
Hanna waked to the sounds of the usual morning calamities.
Hermione remained the first up everyday.
Tom, continuously tried to get Draco to be less of a messy sleeper, to no avail.
Pansy, woke up first, after Hermione and tended to try to clean up a tad before Tom woke, never actually finishing.
Ron, who stayed over rarely, often left once everyone woke up.
Hanna waked up last, like this morning, to the noise.
"Guys!" She shouted. Stopping them in mid fight every morning.
Hermione looked down from her book, which had gotten thicker again, "Hanna it's hopeless, just let it go, by eleven they'll be sane." She told her friend.
Hanna sighed. Hermione was right, by about eleven, everyone calmed down, on weekends that is.
Today being Saturday.
Hanna brushed her hair, stretched, got dressed in Hermione's room, and came out.
They were still shouting.
She sighed.
You very well couldn't live with someone as long as they did in such close quarters and not get into usual brawls.
Eating her Egg toast-witch, and drinking her tea, she watched them fight.
The room was large, yes, however, it fit four comfortably. With well, six maybe eight on a constant basis, it was a tad much.
But they were all very close. Even Pansy, who had just joined a month and a half ago. Pansy was amazing company.
For Hanna at least. Hermione Dora and Ray gave off the impression they came form the same rock. Having three studious, curious, know-it-alls was sometimes too much. Not to mention, Hanna was a typical girl, besides her Karate. She needed someone to swap make-up tips with.
It was funny when she watched them, Hermione writing and drawing in her book like she did every morning since the evenings were taken.
She really was dedicated to it.
Hanna shut her eyes and opened them again. Hermione said that when she used perception magic, an eye sometimes appeared. None of them had yet admitted to seeing such a thing. Hanna however kept practicing.
Tom wanted the room clean, Draco needed to feel free and Pansy, wanted less conflict.
'Solving the first two should solve out the last' Hanna reasoned, and concentrated.
About a month back, Hanna had a wild inspiration. One that she hadn't told anyone of. One that she had been practicing, and perfecting, like the perception magic.
A crystal formed in her mind, it had two sides facing her.
Draco.
Tom.
She entered the right, Draco. Picturing clouds and birds, she entered and called on her will. Forcing her perception magic to form how she wanted, she imagined the feeling of freedom as weightless flying, without a broom.
And willed it to exist.
Her eyes remained closed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
"OK! I'll try to clean it up, but when I just wake up don't-." Draco caught his breath, and his eyes opened wide. "what the?"
Tom looked at the boy oddly. "Fine ten minutes ok?"
"Where am I?" Draco said, his breath hard.
Hermione looked up, Pansy too.
"Draco," Hermione put down her book and walked up to him, "What's wrong?"
Pansy moved her hand in front of his face, "Drake? Anyone home?"
"I was just talking with him," Tom said confused, "And he blanked-." Tom Stopped talking, and fell on his knees.
"TOM!" Both girls called, since she knew Mione couldn't leave Draco, Pansy rushed to his side, then knowing Hanna was awake, she searched for the one who should have been at his side before her.
She was on the couch, holding her glass of tea in her hands, concentrating, eyes shut.
"Hermione," She said scared, "It's Hanna."
The Queen's vision snapped to the couch, and she saw the same thing. "Damn!" Mione cursed, "What is she doing!" she moved Tom and Draco to their own seats with a flick of her hand, and advanced on the keeper of diamonds.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna had left Draco's realm in the crystal, and moved onto Tom's.
She imagined a meadow, with an ocean by it. The winds, soft yet enough to tousle one's hair. Relaxing light, not strong enough to blind you but bright.
Everything was perfect.
She willed it to be.
*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*
"HANNA!" Hermione shouted, taking the tea from her hands and splashing it on her face. Hermione was pissed. But no response, "Stop it!" she screamed, shaking her friend by her shoulders, "Whatever your doing, please, Stop!" she had started to sob, scared, scared for Draco, scared for Tom, and scared for Hanna.
"Hermione," Pansy whispered.
"Pansy, Get Ron, Get Dora get Ray, Get someone, HURRY!" She yelled at her friend. Pansy could see the tears in her eyes, she was scared, and worried, and deadly serious.
Pansy took her card in hand and called Ron, Dora and Ray, Emergency. Then turned it to message, and she shouted in her mind 'GET UP HERE NOW!'
Standing, she ran for a professor, any professor, preferably Minerva, Snape, or Albus, but she wasn't picky, any would do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna looked over her work and was pleased, She watched Draco flying with birds soaring beside him.
He was lost, she realized, "Stop it!" a voice shouted. She shook off the thought and turned to Tom.
He was sitting in the meadow, eyes wide.
He was scared, "Please, STOP!" the voice shouted again.
Stop what? Her mind asked, I'm helping. Giving them what they want.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione faced Hanna once Pansy was gone.
"Hanna, listen, come back," she whispered, "Whatever your doing it's hurting you too, come back. Please, wake up." A tear from her sad eyes fell on her friends frozen fingers.
"Please," she whispered, "Bring them back with you."
*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Please," a voice penetrated her mind, strong, sad. "Wake up!" it ordered.
Hanna looked at the two images, what was she doing exactly? She asked herself scared. How were they reacting outside her mindscape?
"Please," the voice pleaded. Her world wrinkled around her, like a drop of water had hit a pond, the crystal began to break. "Bring them back with you!"
Hanna became scared. She fell into their sides, taking the boys hands, she drew them out.
The crystal shattered.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione watched as Hanna's eyes fluttered open. She was about to smack her when she heard Draco ask, "What in the Bloody hell was that!"
Ron and the twins had been there for an hour, so had Snape, the first teacher, luckily, that Pansy had come across.
'Well', the Slytherin child thought, angrily, 'if Hermione isn't'
Pansy walked up and hit the Ace of Diamonds, as hard as she could, straight across the face.
Hanna looked at the angry girl shocked, "What was that for Pansy?" she asked, truly lost.
"Don't you even start with me!" She screamed, "Do you have any clue what you just did!"
"Yeah," she blinked, "I put Draco and Tom in an alternate reality." She answered calmly.
Snape took in a sharp breath. "You did what?" he asked, stepping away from her.
"Put them in their minds, made them see something that wasn't there," she said frustrated, "I just wanted them to calm down a bit!"
Hermione slapped her.
"Get out." She said darkly, "GET OUT BEFORE I DO SOMETHING I MIGHT REGRET!"
Hanna, wide eyed, ran from the room.
Hermione threatening wasn't something you took lightly.
"Mercury," Draco whispered into Mione's ear, "What's going on."
Hermione spun around, tears in her eyes, and hugged him, "Don't scare me like that again." She sobbed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hanna sat by the lake, as Hermione and Draco approached her.
Hermione sat down first, and hugged her. "Hanna, I'm sorry," she said softly, "I was scared, Draco talking like that, it scared me." The tears that she had just freed herself from, came back full force.
"No, you have all rights to mad at me, I should have told you what I was doing." Hanna admitted, "I was being selfish."
"What exactly," Draco asked taking his seat by Mione, "Did you do?"
Hanna smiled. "I manipulated your mind, your perception of the world around you."
"How?" Hermione asked befuddled.
Hanna looked out at the lake, "It's complicated, I mean, it just hit me one day, and took me a while to figure it out." She took a breath, " You use perception magic, but instead of making it, universal, or willing it so that it 'exists', you focus on one person, and will it to exist for them, and only them." She tried, and started laughing, "Sorry if it makes no sense, the theory itself is very abstract." She looked at the two, "If that's confusing you should try doing it, it's hard."
"Hanna," Hermione said worried, "Have you tried this on any one else?"
Hanna blinked, "No. it was the first time on people back in the room." She looked out at the lake, "I tried it on butterflies, ants, birds, but back in the room, I guess, the fighting was getting at me, and I just wanted it." She looked at Draco, "I'm sorry, when Hermione was trying to snap me out of it, I realized, you looked lost."
"You could see me there?" Draco asked eyes wide.
"Well, yeah I mean for me, it was real." Hanna shrugged, then pulled her knees close into her body, "But Tom," she ducked her head into her lap, "I scared him. I really scared him."
Hermione realized then that maybe Hanna didn't want her magic to work the way it did, maybe in a way, she hadn't wanted that.
"This is what Professor Dumbledore meant." Hermione said sadly, wrapping Hanna in her arms, "Perception magic comes from us, it has no other medium it needs, it feeds from our emotions, so," she looked in her eyes, "When we aren't in complete control of our emotions, we can do things we probably will regret, things we really don't want to do."
"Then is it wrong?" Hanna asked her friend, "Is it wrong?"
"No." Draco answered, "It simply means Hanna," he smirked, "That like we need to train our bodies for Karate, we need to train our feelings for the magic. Practice, work, dedication, discipline." He smirked as she smiled.
He had quoted from her first prep speech to them, on their first lesson from her.
"Right, we have to work at it." She agreed.
"Hanna," Hermione started, "I don't want you to teach the others this, even though its your decision, I don't believe that they should go through this. If they want it, that's another story, but don't tech them unless they are willing to learn, even then I want you to tell them of what you went through. Everyone saw what happened around you, but no one knows what trials you went through, after, before and during the uh, 'situation'." Hermione smiled, " you know?"
"Yeah," Hanna smiled, "I'll keep it to myself, this shall remain distinctively me." She looked at Draco, "Like your transfiguration ability, or Toms mind reading ability, or Hermione's perception ability, this will be mine."
"Glad you have something to gloat about," Draco said happily, "Just don't use it on me again, at least, tell me before you do."
"Don't worry I will," she smiled.
"Let's go in, everyone's waiting." Hermione stood, and the other two followed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
AN: Ok so now they all have a special talent, and you have some clue about their weaknesses.
I hope you're enjoying.
Remember to Review!
Relena~