It was the next day. The 'tomorrow' that Elora had been waiting for. And she was right; it wasn't like a normal day. She woke in the Infirmary wing to find Harry sitting next to her. She shifted her head in the other direction to see a large pile of candies on the bedside table.
"What did they do? Buy all the candy in the store?" She laughed as she said it, trying to erase the eerie feeling that she was getting from Harry. "What's wrong?"
"Something has been bothering me since yesterday." A thoughtful tone had entered the gruff voice of Harry. And as Elora listened to it more it began to remind her of a voice she had heard once...but she couldn't remember when, or whom it belonged to. "Why is it that Dumbledore did not feel your powers until this year? Normally he feels the powers of the budding wizards... but for you he didn't. Did it have something to do with that shadow? I don't know but I don't like it..."
Elora broke in, hoping to take Harry's mind off of the day before. "So, can you tell me your story now?"
Harry began with what her remembered. He told about his life on number 4 Privit drive. He told all about the Dursleys, and how he met Hagrid on his eleventh birthday. He went through telling her the story of how he learned about how he got the scar. He then told of the encounter he had with Voldemort and the sorcerer's stone. For almost two hours Elora was transfixed by the mesmerizing voice that she had heard, but couldn't place where.
After listening to every word of Harry's, Elora nodded... the thought of the Dragon still in her head. "Harry," Elora cleared her throat, "I told you before about my parents. You probably got the idea they were wizards, right?"
Harry nodded, "That's what I thought, yes. Why?" Ending with a lot of question in his tone.
"Well, Harry. My parents didn't go to Hogwarts. Neither did any of their relatives. That's why I didn't know about you, like everyone else does." Elora started, smiling ever so slightly, "You sure seem popular. I heard of Voldemort just being a dark wizard, and not much after that."
Harry stopped her there, "Wai-wai-waiiit a minute. Back up. Your parent's didn't go to Hogwarts? Did they know about it?"
Elora nodded, "Oh. They knew about it. They just didn't want to go." Harry looked at her strangely, "And the council? Did your parents know about them? I thought they had a strong hold on it."
Elora laughed slightly, "See. My family is sort of, you could say... Rouge Wizards. I just found out about all this just before I came to Hogwarts. When I heard of it all from my parents. I was totally hooked on it. To think, a whole other world full of creatures I could only dream of! Harry... it was too good to be true."
Harry smiled, "That's what I thought also, but of course much differently than you." Suddenly, something came into Harry's mind... "Elora, I asked you before about Dumbledore and how -"
"How he didn't feel my powers until this year?" Elora finished for him, "That would be the results of my parents. Being Rouge Wizards their powers grew naturally. With their combined strengths, and the thought that they didn't want their child - me - to be a part of the Wizarding world. Though I still don't see why they wouldn't, it's a wonderful place. Well, with their powers they created a barrier... you'd say, like cloaking me, so that my 'budding' power wouldn't be found out."
Before Harry could say what was on his mind, Professor McGonagall entered. She looked at Harry, then turning her head ever so slightly to Elora, she smiled, "Elora. Madame Pomfrey said you're well enough to walk. Would you like to join me for a stroll?"
Elora looked at McGonnagal, nodded, and asked "Can Harry come with?"
Professor McGonagall looked at Harry again, "I'd rather we be alone. For Harry's sake." She pulled open the curtains, "Harry, could you please leave us alone for a minute?"
Harry nodded, sitting up he looked at Elora; "I'll see you later then?"
Elora smiled back at him, "Definitely." Then Harry left, a smile across his face from ear to ear.
Continued: Chapter 6 - Fire Guard