Harry - Elora Chronicles: Tales of Lore (CH12)
by Katie Davidson (Virtue)
A/N: The last chapter for this series and for a while, the whole caboodle. I might feel like starting a 'Future' series where Elora is just about to graduate from Hogwarts, but not right now. Hope you liked it all. It's a little sappy at the end. But I felt like a sappy ending would be best.
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At Elora's house, Elora sat curled up on the window ledge in her room, looking out to the morning sky. She thought of all that had happened to her in the past. From the first day she met Harry, to the last second where Ahren, someone who she had felt close to, like a father, had died.
"Elora?" Harry said as he knocked on her door and entered. "I-I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" Elora asked, not looking at him, keeping her gaze on the blue sky.
"Sorry for not understand what you've been going through. It's hard for me, since I'm not a girl. "
"I know, Harry. It's not your fault."
"But I do understand parts of it. Losing someone close to you, I mean, I almost lost you, didn't I?"
Elora kept silent for a while, then gently slid off the window ledge to the floor of her room, and walked up to Harry. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, saying, "You know I would never abandon you, Harry. I love you too much to do a thing like that."
Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around Elora's waist, leaning in for kiss, but Elora laughed and placed two fingers against his lips. "Come on Harry," Elora said, "we've got shopping to do. I've got to get my new robes and my wand." She took his hand and pulled him out of her room and to the front door, where Mr. and Mrs. Danen waited for them.
Down in Diagon Alley, Harry and Elora met up with Hermione and Ron. "So Harry," Ron asked nudging him in the side, "how was your summer?"
"Fine, Ron." Harry replied then looked up to Elora ahead of him, who walked with Hermione. "Nothing happened really."
Ron whined, "Oh, come on now. Something must have happened. I mean, a full vacation with your girlfriend... something MUST have happened!"
"Eh?" Harry laughed, "Okay Ron, you tell me. You've been alone with Hermione many times... has anything happened between you two yet?"
Ron was shocked, as his question had backfired on him. He gave a grimacing smile and chuckled, "Hum… that's private information, Harry."
"Right," Harry said. "Let's keep it there."
"Harry!" Elora yelled as she stood in front of the shop where she would purchase her very own wand for the rest of her years at Hogwarts. "Will you come in with me?"
Harry smiled and nodded, "Sure!"
"Ron," Hermione stopped Ron from entering the wand shop with Harry and Elora. "Let's go gather our books now. I'm excited to see what this book on our list is. I've never heard of it before."
Harry laughed, "We'll meet you two later then."
Ron nodded, "Right Harry, and our little chat isn't finished, remember?"
Hermione pushed Ron away from the shop and down across the lane to the bookstore. Harry entered the shop where Elora was already consulting with the clerk about her wand.
"Ah, yes!" the clerk said. "The wand must choose you, not you it. Let's see now." The clerk ran off to the cabinets that held all the wands she had in stock. She pulled one long, shiny brown box out and opened it. She gave the wand to Elora and asked her to hold it. Elora took the wand and held it firmly in her wand hand. She swung it delicately around… but nothing happened. The clerk put the wand back and took out another one.
An hour or so later… they were still at it. Harry sat half-asleep on a chair in the corner, and the floor of the store was covered in open boxes and wands. The clerk handed Elora the last wand he had in stock and Elora tried it… but nothing happened. Elora sighed, "So now what?"
The clerk plopped down on a chair and yawned, "That's all I have my dear. It's weird… no wand reacted to you in the way they should. One SHOULD have reacted."
Elora sighed again and walked over to Harry. She shook him saying, "Wake up Harry, let's go."
Harry yawned, "Did you get one?"
Elora shook her head saying, "None of them worked for me."
Harry looked down at the piles of boxes and wands on the ground, then he saw that the stores walls were totally bare, and yet Elora had no wand. "You tried EVERY wand in the store? And still NOTHING happened?"
"Nope," Elora replied, "come on Harry, let's go. I'll just have to go without a wand."
"Wait a moment," the clerk jumped to her feet. "There's still ONE more. It's in the back. Just hold on, all right?" The clerk pushed through the piles of wands and boxes and into the back of the store. She came back holding a long wooden box engraved with drawings and weird symbols. The box was dusty, and it looked as though it was very old.
The clerk set the box down on a tower of other wand boxes. "This has been in storage since the early years… hum, I think since the hundreds. But, I heard that a great wizard once owned this wand, and that he left this wand to our store saying he would come back for it. It's been so long now and I don't think he's coming back. So, let's try it out."
The clerk opened the box to reveal a curvey wand, about 32cm in length, made of what looked like stained wood, and finished with silver. The silver on the wand was stripped in some places and made the wand look as old as it should be. The clerk brought the box to Elora saying, "Take it. I've tried to take it out of the box, but I can't. Guess only the one who can do it is who the wand chooses."
Elora looked at the wand, then looked at Harry and smiled saying, "Harry. How about you try first?"
Harry laughed, "I've already got a wand Elora, but it won't hurt to try." Harry pulled up his sleeves and reached to take the wand, but it wouldn't come out. Harry tried tugging on the wand and soon enough the wand lifted… but it was still in the box.
The clerk laughed as he took the box back, with the wand still glued to i. "Guess the only one who can take it is the wizard. Oh well, back to the back with it." The clerk started to walk away but then Harry stopped her.
"Hey!" Harry said, "Elora still hasn't tried."
"Well, she can give it a try I guess," the clerk said as she brought the box closer to Elora.
Elora hesitated to bring her hand over the wand. "This isn't going to work. I mean, this is a WIZARDS wand… and I'm only a second year Hogwarts WITCH. Why would this wand choose me?" Just then, as Elora put her open hand over the wand, it jumped up into her hand.
"Well, there's your answer," the clerk laughed. "It's yours."
Harry was speachless at that moment. Elora smiled at the clerk saying, "Well. How much you want for it?"
"It's yours. Free," the clerk replied, "since it isn't mine, that is. Just take it and go. I have some cleaning to do."
Elora and Harry then left the store together and walked down Diagon Alley to the bookstore. Elora held her wand firmly and rubbed it gently. "Feels different from any other wand. Like it's made of something else… not wood."
Harry looked at the wand; it looked perfectly normal to him. "Looks normal to me Elora." Harry looked at Elora; her eyes were still on the wand, her hands were still gently rubbing it, then something happened.
The wand started to glow, sparks flew from its tip and hit Elora. She dropped the wand and stepped back, covering her eyes as the wand created a blinding white light down the street. All the people around them disappeared, as did Diagon Alley, and Elora and Harry found themselves standing in The Realm.
Elora let her arms fall to her side and looked around. "Harry?" she said, looking at Harry, "What happened?"
Harry looked at Elora, then down at the wand, which was still lying in front of them on the ground, then replied, "The wand, Elora, it must have been the wand."
"But why would it bring us here." Elora asked, then started to yell, as her body began to shake, "I don't want to be here. I want to go back. Not here, I don't want to be here!"
Harry ran up to Elora quickly, and held her in his arms to calm her down. "Hush, Elora. It's okay."
A loud, long roar broke the silence around them. A large stone coloured lion began to walk towards them saying, "Welcome."
Harry looked at the lion saying, "Who are you? What do you want?"
The lion snarled and jumped in front of them, his large paw almost smashing the wand that lay on the ground. The wind that the lion made when he pounced almost made Harry and Elora fall back. The lion sniffed them, then sat down and replied, "My name is Lore, I am the guardian of The Realm."
"I know who you are," Elora said to Lore, "was it you who brought us here?"
Lore looked at Elora and growled lightly, "In a way, yes, but no."
"What kind of answer is that?" Harry asked.
"It is an answer." Lore replied. "It was not me who brought you here, but it was this wand, which was once mine long ago."
Elora and Harry looked down to the wand near Lore's giant paws. Elora looked up to the face of the stone lion and asked, "Why?"
"So many questions, my dear. If you will listen, I will tell you," the lion replied, then started his story. "Long ago I was once a young, charming wizard. In those times, in the wizarding world, the story of a wand once owned by the greatest wizard was said to have been uncovered. It was being held in a museum. I was young and greedy, so I stole the wand, and with the wand I was known to be the most powerful wizard in the wizarding community. I left to the muggle world, so as to hide from the coucil, and to seek new audiences. So I left for the muggle world, to a place called Salem.
"They did not embrace my powers, so the sought me out, to kill me, hang me, because they thought I was a follower of the devil. I ran back to the wizarding world, but the muggles followed, and some actually made it through our barriers. They found out about our world, and I was the one who had done it. So I had to do something to fix it: I killed those who found out, so that they wouldn't know about our community."
"You killed those people?" Harry gasped.
"Yes, but the villagers who missed them blamed it on witches. Saying they had been taken. More killing of our kind, and even their own kind, began. The council found out what I had done, and sentenced me to life as the guardian of this desolate Realm. Before they found me, I placed the wand in a box with marking of the old times and gave it to a wand store in Diagon Alley to hold until, and if, I ever returned. But I lost my powers as a wizard and my handsome face. I was left isolated in The Realm and I changed. I embraced the dark side."
Elora growled, "You are an idiot! How could you have done such a thing without knowing the consequences?"
"You are right," Lore said, swaying his head to the side, "and I know that now. I saw you, Elora, and what you had done. Your power embraced me, made me understand what I had done, both in Salem and for many years in The Realm."
"Why did you bring us here?" Elora screamed.
Lora growled, "I told you. I did not bring you here on purpose. I programmed the wand to bring whoever it chose to me if it were not I who held it. Elora, if the wand chose you, then you must be a special person, with extra-ordinary powers."
"What do you want from me?" Elora asked, holding on even tighter to Harry.
"I ask of only one thing from you, Elora," Lore replied. "Live in happiness for as long as you can. You never know when it will be stripped away from you."
"I know that too much now," Elora said silently as she looked up to Harry.
Lore started to turn around and walk away from them. Harry yelled out to him, "Lore. Is there anything we can do for you?"
Lore replied, "Just hold onto her, never let her go, you will have a happy life together," as The Realm began to disappear from around them and were both standing in each others arms in Diagon Alley.
Harry let go of Elora and looked around. "What just happened?"
Elora knelt down to pick up the wand, then smiled saying; "It's over, for now." She stood up and looked at Harry. "Come on, let's go. Ron and Hermione are still waiting for us," and she began to walk away.
"Wait," Harry said, taking Elora's arm to make her stop walking. "What do you mean, 'It's over...'?"
Elora closed in on Harry and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, and smiled as she pulled away from him, "As long as we're together Harry, nothing more can hurt us, and those who we love most." She put the wand into her pocket and took Harry's hand, then together they walked down Diagon Alley to where not only Ron and Hermione waited for them, but to the beginning of new adventures.
by Katie Davidson (Virtue)
A/N: The last chapter for this series and for a while, the whole caboodle. I might feel like starting a 'Future' series where Elora is just about to graduate from Hogwarts, but not right now. Hope you liked it all. It's a little sappy at the end. But I felt like a sappy ending would be best.
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At Elora's house, Elora sat curled up on the window ledge in her room, looking out to the morning sky. She thought of all that had happened to her in the past. From the first day she met Harry, to the last second where Ahren, someone who she had felt close to, like a father, had died.
"Elora?" Harry said as he knocked on her door and entered. "I-I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" Elora asked, not looking at him, keeping her gaze on the blue sky.
"Sorry for not understand what you've been going through. It's hard for me, since I'm not a girl. "
"I know, Harry. It's not your fault."
"But I do understand parts of it. Losing someone close to you, I mean, I almost lost you, didn't I?"
Elora kept silent for a while, then gently slid off the window ledge to the floor of her room, and walked up to Harry. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, saying, "You know I would never abandon you, Harry. I love you too much to do a thing like that."
Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around Elora's waist, leaning in for kiss, but Elora laughed and placed two fingers against his lips. "Come on Harry," Elora said, "we've got shopping to do. I've got to get my new robes and my wand." She took his hand and pulled him out of her room and to the front door, where Mr. and Mrs. Danen waited for them.
Down in Diagon Alley, Harry and Elora met up with Hermione and Ron. "So Harry," Ron asked nudging him in the side, "how was your summer?"
"Fine, Ron." Harry replied then looked up to Elora ahead of him, who walked with Hermione. "Nothing happened really."
Ron whined, "Oh, come on now. Something must have happened. I mean, a full vacation with your girlfriend... something MUST have happened!"
"Eh?" Harry laughed, "Okay Ron, you tell me. You've been alone with Hermione many times... has anything happened between you two yet?"
Ron was shocked, as his question had backfired on him. He gave a grimacing smile and chuckled, "Hum… that's private information, Harry."
"Right," Harry said. "Let's keep it there."
"Harry!" Elora yelled as she stood in front of the shop where she would purchase her very own wand for the rest of her years at Hogwarts. "Will you come in with me?"
Harry smiled and nodded, "Sure!"
"Ron," Hermione stopped Ron from entering the wand shop with Harry and Elora. "Let's go gather our books now. I'm excited to see what this book on our list is. I've never heard of it before."
Harry laughed, "We'll meet you two later then."
Ron nodded, "Right Harry, and our little chat isn't finished, remember?"
Hermione pushed Ron away from the shop and down across the lane to the bookstore. Harry entered the shop where Elora was already consulting with the clerk about her wand.
"Ah, yes!" the clerk said. "The wand must choose you, not you it. Let's see now." The clerk ran off to the cabinets that held all the wands she had in stock. She pulled one long, shiny brown box out and opened it. She gave the wand to Elora and asked her to hold it. Elora took the wand and held it firmly in her wand hand. She swung it delicately around… but nothing happened. The clerk put the wand back and took out another one.
An hour or so later… they were still at it. Harry sat half-asleep on a chair in the corner, and the floor of the store was covered in open boxes and wands. The clerk handed Elora the last wand he had in stock and Elora tried it… but nothing happened. Elora sighed, "So now what?"
The clerk plopped down on a chair and yawned, "That's all I have my dear. It's weird… no wand reacted to you in the way they should. One SHOULD have reacted."
Elora sighed again and walked over to Harry. She shook him saying, "Wake up Harry, let's go."
Harry yawned, "Did you get one?"
Elora shook her head saying, "None of them worked for me."
Harry looked down at the piles of boxes and wands on the ground, then he saw that the stores walls were totally bare, and yet Elora had no wand. "You tried EVERY wand in the store? And still NOTHING happened?"
"Nope," Elora replied, "come on Harry, let's go. I'll just have to go without a wand."
"Wait a moment," the clerk jumped to her feet. "There's still ONE more. It's in the back. Just hold on, all right?" The clerk pushed through the piles of wands and boxes and into the back of the store. She came back holding a long wooden box engraved with drawings and weird symbols. The box was dusty, and it looked as though it was very old.
The clerk set the box down on a tower of other wand boxes. "This has been in storage since the early years… hum, I think since the hundreds. But, I heard that a great wizard once owned this wand, and that he left this wand to our store saying he would come back for it. It's been so long now and I don't think he's coming back. So, let's try it out."
The clerk opened the box to reveal a curvey wand, about 32cm in length, made of what looked like stained wood, and finished with silver. The silver on the wand was stripped in some places and made the wand look as old as it should be. The clerk brought the box to Elora saying, "Take it. I've tried to take it out of the box, but I can't. Guess only the one who can do it is who the wand chooses."
Elora looked at the wand, then looked at Harry and smiled saying, "Harry. How about you try first?"
Harry laughed, "I've already got a wand Elora, but it won't hurt to try." Harry pulled up his sleeves and reached to take the wand, but it wouldn't come out. Harry tried tugging on the wand and soon enough the wand lifted… but it was still in the box.
The clerk laughed as he took the box back, with the wand still glued to i. "Guess the only one who can take it is the wizard. Oh well, back to the back with it." The clerk started to walk away but then Harry stopped her.
"Hey!" Harry said, "Elora still hasn't tried."
"Well, she can give it a try I guess," the clerk said as she brought the box closer to Elora.
Elora hesitated to bring her hand over the wand. "This isn't going to work. I mean, this is a WIZARDS wand… and I'm only a second year Hogwarts WITCH. Why would this wand choose me?" Just then, as Elora put her open hand over the wand, it jumped up into her hand.
"Well, there's your answer," the clerk laughed. "It's yours."
Harry was speachless at that moment. Elora smiled at the clerk saying, "Well. How much you want for it?"
"It's yours. Free," the clerk replied, "since it isn't mine, that is. Just take it and go. I have some cleaning to do."
Elora and Harry then left the store together and walked down Diagon Alley to the bookstore. Elora held her wand firmly and rubbed it gently. "Feels different from any other wand. Like it's made of something else… not wood."
Harry looked at the wand; it looked perfectly normal to him. "Looks normal to me Elora." Harry looked at Elora; her eyes were still on the wand, her hands were still gently rubbing it, then something happened.
The wand started to glow, sparks flew from its tip and hit Elora. She dropped the wand and stepped back, covering her eyes as the wand created a blinding white light down the street. All the people around them disappeared, as did Diagon Alley, and Elora and Harry found themselves standing in The Realm.
Elora let her arms fall to her side and looked around. "Harry?" she said, looking at Harry, "What happened?"
Harry looked at Elora, then down at the wand, which was still lying in front of them on the ground, then replied, "The wand, Elora, it must have been the wand."
"But why would it bring us here." Elora asked, then started to yell, as her body began to shake, "I don't want to be here. I want to go back. Not here, I don't want to be here!"
Harry ran up to Elora quickly, and held her in his arms to calm her down. "Hush, Elora. It's okay."
A loud, long roar broke the silence around them. A large stone coloured lion began to walk towards them saying, "Welcome."
Harry looked at the lion saying, "Who are you? What do you want?"
The lion snarled and jumped in front of them, his large paw almost smashing the wand that lay on the ground. The wind that the lion made when he pounced almost made Harry and Elora fall back. The lion sniffed them, then sat down and replied, "My name is Lore, I am the guardian of The Realm."
"I know who you are," Elora said to Lore, "was it you who brought us here?"
Lore looked at Elora and growled lightly, "In a way, yes, but no."
"What kind of answer is that?" Harry asked.
"It is an answer." Lore replied. "It was not me who brought you here, but it was this wand, which was once mine long ago."
Elora and Harry looked down to the wand near Lore's giant paws. Elora looked up to the face of the stone lion and asked, "Why?"
"So many questions, my dear. If you will listen, I will tell you," the lion replied, then started his story. "Long ago I was once a young, charming wizard. In those times, in the wizarding world, the story of a wand once owned by the greatest wizard was said to have been uncovered. It was being held in a museum. I was young and greedy, so I stole the wand, and with the wand I was known to be the most powerful wizard in the wizarding community. I left to the muggle world, so as to hide from the coucil, and to seek new audiences. So I left for the muggle world, to a place called Salem.
"They did not embrace my powers, so the sought me out, to kill me, hang me, because they thought I was a follower of the devil. I ran back to the wizarding world, but the muggles followed, and some actually made it through our barriers. They found out about our world, and I was the one who had done it. So I had to do something to fix it: I killed those who found out, so that they wouldn't know about our community."
"You killed those people?" Harry gasped.
"Yes, but the villagers who missed them blamed it on witches. Saying they had been taken. More killing of our kind, and even their own kind, began. The council found out what I had done, and sentenced me to life as the guardian of this desolate Realm. Before they found me, I placed the wand in a box with marking of the old times and gave it to a wand store in Diagon Alley to hold until, and if, I ever returned. But I lost my powers as a wizard and my handsome face. I was left isolated in The Realm and I changed. I embraced the dark side."
Elora growled, "You are an idiot! How could you have done such a thing without knowing the consequences?"
"You are right," Lore said, swaying his head to the side, "and I know that now. I saw you, Elora, and what you had done. Your power embraced me, made me understand what I had done, both in Salem and for many years in The Realm."
"Why did you bring us here?" Elora screamed.
Lora growled, "I told you. I did not bring you here on purpose. I programmed the wand to bring whoever it chose to me if it were not I who held it. Elora, if the wand chose you, then you must be a special person, with extra-ordinary powers."
"What do you want from me?" Elora asked, holding on even tighter to Harry.
"I ask of only one thing from you, Elora," Lore replied. "Live in happiness for as long as you can. You never know when it will be stripped away from you."
"I know that too much now," Elora said silently as she looked up to Harry.
Lore started to turn around and walk away from them. Harry yelled out to him, "Lore. Is there anything we can do for you?"
Lore replied, "Just hold onto her, never let her go, you will have a happy life together," as The Realm began to disappear from around them and were both standing in each others arms in Diagon Alley.
Harry let go of Elora and looked around. "What just happened?"
Elora knelt down to pick up the wand, then smiled saying; "It's over, for now." She stood up and looked at Harry. "Come on, let's go. Ron and Hermione are still waiting for us," and she began to walk away.
"Wait," Harry said, taking Elora's arm to make her stop walking. "What do you mean, 'It's over...'?"
Elora closed in on Harry and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, and smiled as she pulled away from him, "As long as we're together Harry, nothing more can hurt us, and those who we love most." She put the wand into her pocket and took Harry's hand, then together they walked down Diagon Alley to where not only Ron and Hermione waited for them, but to the beginning of new adventures.