Reluctance Part 13
Ooooh, unlucky thirteen, will anything bad happen? Okay, so everything is already going extremely wrong, so I guess you konw the answer to that one....anyways, Will Hermione die? Will Harry die? Will Hermione die and then Harry dies of heart break? Or will Ron die? Or Dumbledore? Or Alicia Angelina and Katie die in their attempt to save a drowning Hermione? Or will Malfoy die? (Everyone say yes!) Or will everyone live happily ever after?
(Yeah, fat chance.........)
Thank for the reviews, guys, this one's for you!!!!!!! Okay, I starting to sound corny now. I think my band concert tonight seeped too much oxygen out of my head. Playing the flute can be dangerous.........
Just FYI, Caeola is pronounced Say-oh-la!
Okay, enough with the mamby-pamby you say! And get to the point of the story, instead of showcasing the many accidents, fights, kisses and tears of Harry and Herm! I'm getting there.......
The three girls raced across the grounds, moving quite quickly, cosidering the amount of heavy snow they had to drag themselves out on.
"Alicia! We need a teacher!" yelled Katie, over the howling wind. "Go get Dumbledore, McGonagall, anyone but Snape!"
Angelina looked down through the frigid water. "I don't see her! I'm going in."
"No!" said Katie. "You'll freeze!"
"I have to try!"
She pulled out her wand and muttered a spell.
"Enrique Iglesias!"
(Yes, I know he's a latin singer {All I neeeeeed is da rythym divine.......} but it souded cool as a spell!)
"Now I'll be somewhat warm!"
She dove into the freezing water, frantically searching for friend. She swam deeper and deeper. Using her wand (It's not phoenix feather, that don't do good in water) she summoned a bubble head charm, to help her breath.
'Come on Angelina! Find Hermione!" thought Katie urgently as she waited for Alicia to return with a teacher.
Angelina was nearing the bottom of the lake. Finally, she saw Hermione, being dragged away by a mermaid. She tried to yell out, grab her arm, but to no avail. Hermione's captor paid no heed. Suddnely another mermaid swam to her. She was beautiful, and wore a circlet of Gold upon her head. She spoke softly, pulling her to the surface.
"I am Caeola, princess of the merpeople. This girl, we know who she is, she's been here before. We will take care of her. Go up to the school, find the head master, give him this." She handed Angelina a small glass Globe and swam back down to aid with Hermione.
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Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore had finally managed to stop Harry's spasms, but blood still trickled slowly from his scar. He was now peaceful, but was in a coma.
Dumbledore stood there, energy drained. He didn't know what to do. But they had do someting fast. Voldemort was slowly killing th boy who lived.
Suddenely Harry started to spasm. He screamed horrifyingly. Dumbledore desperatly tried to calm him, but he kept calling out Hermione's name. Placing a hand on Harry's heart, he noticed it was burning. The fever. Someting was wrong with Hermione.
At that moment, Alicia Spinnet burst through the door.
"Proffesor Dumbledore!" she said, urgently trying to get the words out between sharp intakes of air. "Hermione, fell....fell through the ice." She gasped. "Angelina and Katie are there, they need help, she fell..."
Dumbledore flew out of the room, and hurried twards the lake, Alicia close behind. When they got there, there was no sign of Hermione, only of a sopping wet, shivering Angelina.
"Where is she?" Dumbledore asked urgently, dreading the answered.
"The merrr-peeeeeople haavve hherrr" said Angelina, teeth chatering. "Caaaeollaaa gaaavve mmee thiiiiss."
Dumbledore took the globe and tapped it with his wand. It glowed and an image of the princess appeared.
"Dumbledore. Do not fear. She is safe with us. But she cannot stay her for long. She is sorely missed. Send down for her tomorrow morning. No harm will come to her." The imaged flashed and went out.
The four uttered sighs of relief.
"She is safe with the merpeople. Now, Angelina, I suggest you get to the hospital wing. All three of you will receive service awards. 200 points to Gryffindor. You have saved more than one life tonight."
All of them walked solemnly up to the castle. The three girls were puzzled about the headmaster's words, but remained silent. You could only have so much excitement in one night.
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Dumbledore walked backi nto the hospital wing. He went to Madam Pomfery, who was keeping constant vigil over Harry.
"Has he calmed?"
She slowly nodded. "Yes, but he's still restless. Dumbledore, this must be one of the worst cases od bristeh fever I've ever seen! It's unbelievable."
"It's now worsenning by help of magic. We have people searching for Voldemort around the clock, but nothing's turned up. But we have to find him soon. It will soon be too late. Either Harry will die from the fever, or Voldemort will attack the school. The situation is beyond grave." and then, Dumbledore added, "It's near hopeless."
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The atmosphere of thes school was at an all time low. Everything was grey and glum. Very few students knew why the staff, especially Dumbledore was so withdrawn and saddened, but their attitude reflected on the students. Everyone knew someting grave was going on, but they just didn't know why.
But they would soon find out.
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"Sirius, Remus, I'm sending you two down to get Hermione. As soon as you surface with her, come to me." his eyes glinted. "I have a plan."
The two men, relieved to hear this, left immediatly to prepare for the icy lake.
"Arabella." he said, turning to her. She had been sitting by the window, absent-mindedly gazing through the crystal ball. "We are going to try the Anam Cara.
Arabella swiftly looked up, surprised.
"Are you sure that's wise Albus? I mean, for poeple that young, it could be-"
"Arabella, what else can we do. This will stop the effects of the fever for now, and they will have better though communication. It is safer."
"I'm not so sure. They will be sharing souls, will it really help?"
"I believe so. But it is advanced magic, requiring two wizards. Will you do it with me?"
She sighed. "Of course. But I still do not think it's a good idea."
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Hermione woke up to find herself in strange surroundings. She seemed to be in the lake. Trying to remember why she ws there, the events of the night before came rushing back to her.
She was floating in some kind of bubble. Her head ached, but otherwise she was fine. She was dry and could breath easily. For some reason, she was not alarmed.
A mermaid swam towards her. She had long hair, and wore a circlet of gold upon her head. She spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
"So you're awake, child."
"Who are you? Why am I here?"
The mermaid smiled. "I am Caeola, princess of the merpeople. You fel through the ice yestereve. Three of your friends attempted to save you, but we took you in, assuring them of your safety. They will be sending someone for you momentarily."
"Why did you save me?"
"We are magical creatures. Just like the unicorns and centaurs. Like the centaurs, we foresee what is to be, though not by the stars. You are to play a large part in the future. Death to you now would damaged the balances and ruin many things."
Princess Caeola turned around. Her Hermione both spotted two people swimming towards them.
"They have come to collect you." She then thrust her hand through the bubble, yet it did not leak. Placing her hand gently on Hermione's cheek, she said,
"Be brave child. The perils you will meet will be great, but do not lose hope. Be strong." She then started to speak in another language, finally placing her hand upon her forehead. "A mermish blessing. Good luck, young Hermione."
At that time, Sirius and Remus had reached them. The bubble burst, and the cold water rushed at Hermione. The trio swam quickly to the surface, gasping for air as they climbed out of the icy water.
"Are you okay, Hermione?" asked Sirius as them made their was up to the castle, looking foreward to getting warm.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"What's that on your forehead?" asked Remus curiously.
"What?" she asked, rubbing her forehead.
"Oh nothing, never mind. It's gone."
They entered Dumbledore's office. He provided them with blankets, and a drink that instantly warmed them up.
"Are you okay, Miss Granger?"
"Yeah. How's Harry?"
"Stable. But we must act soon. We have come up with a plan. My dear, have you ever heard of the Anam Cara?"
Hermione shook her head. "I've never heard of a spell or charm, but it means soul-friend in gaelic, right?"
"Yes. Basically, it's very complex magic, performed by two wizards. I joins two peoples souls and minds."
"So you want to use this on me and Harry? Like, part of him will be in me, and part of me in him?"
"Precisely. You Harry would be able to communicate on a sub-concious level and the effects of the brishteh fever would not affect Harry, because part of you would always be with him."
Hermione thought about this, and then realized something that really freaked her out.
"Would he be able to know everything I'm thinking? Because, that kinda creepy."
Arabella laughed. "He'd know only things you let him. An vice-versa."
"Fine. If it helps Harry, I'll do it."
"Hermione" said Arabella gravely. "There is one thing. This can be quite painful if the two subjects aren't atuned with each other. You and Harry seem to be well attuned. But there could still be some pain. It's dangerous."
"What, does this spell involve?"
"Well," said Dumbledore, "aside form the spells and incantations Arabella and I would preform, a cut must be made in to each of you're hands. They will be placed together, so the blood flows together. A magical link will be made between the two of you, and you will go into a trance-like state, almost like a coma. The transfer will be made in a couple of hours, but you will remain in the trance for a week, while your body accustoms itself."
Hermione sat there, thinking. It sounded dangerous, but if it would help them...
"Fine. I'll do it. This will probably be our last chance, and, we can't afford not to."
Dumbledore, though ecstatic, hid his emotions. He had one last chance to save Harry Potter. He couldn't save his parents, but he would make damn sure that the boy who lived did not die.
"We must do it soon. Tomorrow morning."
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Hermione lay down on the bed, adjacent to Harry. She closed her eyes as the blade cut through her flesh. She barely felt the pain though, as she was listening to Arabella's hauting chants. Suddenely he body totally relaxed, and she fell into a dreamlike trance.
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Yeah! No horrible cliff hanger! Doncha just luv me!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways, read and review!
Luv y'all, Danie!
Ooooh, unlucky thirteen, will anything bad happen? Okay, so everything is already going extremely wrong, so I guess you konw the answer to that one....anyways, Will Hermione die? Will Harry die? Will Hermione die and then Harry dies of heart break? Or will Ron die? Or Dumbledore? Or Alicia Angelina and Katie die in their attempt to save a drowning Hermione? Or will Malfoy die? (Everyone say yes!) Or will everyone live happily ever after?
(Yeah, fat chance.........)
Thank for the reviews, guys, this one's for you!!!!!!! Okay, I starting to sound corny now. I think my band concert tonight seeped too much oxygen out of my head. Playing the flute can be dangerous.........
Just FYI, Caeola is pronounced Say-oh-la!
Okay, enough with the mamby-pamby you say! And get to the point of the story, instead of showcasing the many accidents, fights, kisses and tears of Harry and Herm! I'm getting there.......
The three girls raced across the grounds, moving quite quickly, cosidering the amount of heavy snow they had to drag themselves out on.
"Alicia! We need a teacher!" yelled Katie, over the howling wind. "Go get Dumbledore, McGonagall, anyone but Snape!"
Angelina looked down through the frigid water. "I don't see her! I'm going in."
"No!" said Katie. "You'll freeze!"
"I have to try!"
She pulled out her wand and muttered a spell.
"Enrique Iglesias!"
(Yes, I know he's a latin singer {All I neeeeeed is da rythym divine.......} but it souded cool as a spell!)
"Now I'll be somewhat warm!"
She dove into the freezing water, frantically searching for friend. She swam deeper and deeper. Using her wand (It's not phoenix feather, that don't do good in water) she summoned a bubble head charm, to help her breath.
'Come on Angelina! Find Hermione!" thought Katie urgently as she waited for Alicia to return with a teacher.
Angelina was nearing the bottom of the lake. Finally, she saw Hermione, being dragged away by a mermaid. She tried to yell out, grab her arm, but to no avail. Hermione's captor paid no heed. Suddnely another mermaid swam to her. She was beautiful, and wore a circlet of Gold upon her head. She spoke softly, pulling her to the surface.
"I am Caeola, princess of the merpeople. This girl, we know who she is, she's been here before. We will take care of her. Go up to the school, find the head master, give him this." She handed Angelina a small glass Globe and swam back down to aid with Hermione.
*********************
Madam Pomfrey and Dumbledore had finally managed to stop Harry's spasms, but blood still trickled slowly from his scar. He was now peaceful, but was in a coma.
Dumbledore stood there, energy drained. He didn't know what to do. But they had do someting fast. Voldemort was slowly killing th boy who lived.
Suddenely Harry started to spasm. He screamed horrifyingly. Dumbledore desperatly tried to calm him, but he kept calling out Hermione's name. Placing a hand on Harry's heart, he noticed it was burning. The fever. Someting was wrong with Hermione.
At that moment, Alicia Spinnet burst through the door.
"Proffesor Dumbledore!" she said, urgently trying to get the words out between sharp intakes of air. "Hermione, fell....fell through the ice." She gasped. "Angelina and Katie are there, they need help, she fell..."
Dumbledore flew out of the room, and hurried twards the lake, Alicia close behind. When they got there, there was no sign of Hermione, only of a sopping wet, shivering Angelina.
"Where is she?" Dumbledore asked urgently, dreading the answered.
"The merrr-peeeeeople haavve hherrr" said Angelina, teeth chatering. "Caaaeollaaa gaaavve mmee thiiiiss."
Dumbledore took the globe and tapped it with his wand. It glowed and an image of the princess appeared.
"Dumbledore. Do not fear. She is safe with us. But she cannot stay her for long. She is sorely missed. Send down for her tomorrow morning. No harm will come to her." The imaged flashed and went out.
The four uttered sighs of relief.
"She is safe with the merpeople. Now, Angelina, I suggest you get to the hospital wing. All three of you will receive service awards. 200 points to Gryffindor. You have saved more than one life tonight."
All of them walked solemnly up to the castle. The three girls were puzzled about the headmaster's words, but remained silent. You could only have so much excitement in one night.
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Dumbledore walked backi nto the hospital wing. He went to Madam Pomfery, who was keeping constant vigil over Harry.
"Has he calmed?"
She slowly nodded. "Yes, but he's still restless. Dumbledore, this must be one of the worst cases od bristeh fever I've ever seen! It's unbelievable."
"It's now worsenning by help of magic. We have people searching for Voldemort around the clock, but nothing's turned up. But we have to find him soon. It will soon be too late. Either Harry will die from the fever, or Voldemort will attack the school. The situation is beyond grave." and then, Dumbledore added, "It's near hopeless."
********************************
The atmosphere of thes school was at an all time low. Everything was grey and glum. Very few students knew why the staff, especially Dumbledore was so withdrawn and saddened, but their attitude reflected on the students. Everyone knew someting grave was going on, but they just didn't know why.
But they would soon find out.
***********************************
"Sirius, Remus, I'm sending you two down to get Hermione. As soon as you surface with her, come to me." his eyes glinted. "I have a plan."
The two men, relieved to hear this, left immediatly to prepare for the icy lake.
"Arabella." he said, turning to her. She had been sitting by the window, absent-mindedly gazing through the crystal ball. "We are going to try the Anam Cara.
Arabella swiftly looked up, surprised.
"Are you sure that's wise Albus? I mean, for poeple that young, it could be-"
"Arabella, what else can we do. This will stop the effects of the fever for now, and they will have better though communication. It is safer."
"I'm not so sure. They will be sharing souls, will it really help?"
"I believe so. But it is advanced magic, requiring two wizards. Will you do it with me?"
She sighed. "Of course. But I still do not think it's a good idea."
********************************
Hermione woke up to find herself in strange surroundings. She seemed to be in the lake. Trying to remember why she ws there, the events of the night before came rushing back to her.
She was floating in some kind of bubble. Her head ached, but otherwise she was fine. She was dry and could breath easily. For some reason, she was not alarmed.
A mermaid swam towards her. She had long hair, and wore a circlet of gold upon her head. She spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
"So you're awake, child."
"Who are you? Why am I here?"
The mermaid smiled. "I am Caeola, princess of the merpeople. You fel through the ice yestereve. Three of your friends attempted to save you, but we took you in, assuring them of your safety. They will be sending someone for you momentarily."
"Why did you save me?"
"We are magical creatures. Just like the unicorns and centaurs. Like the centaurs, we foresee what is to be, though not by the stars. You are to play a large part in the future. Death to you now would damaged the balances and ruin many things."
Princess Caeola turned around. Her Hermione both spotted two people swimming towards them.
"They have come to collect you." She then thrust her hand through the bubble, yet it did not leak. Placing her hand gently on Hermione's cheek, she said,
"Be brave child. The perils you will meet will be great, but do not lose hope. Be strong." She then started to speak in another language, finally placing her hand upon her forehead. "A mermish blessing. Good luck, young Hermione."
At that time, Sirius and Remus had reached them. The bubble burst, and the cold water rushed at Hermione. The trio swam quickly to the surface, gasping for air as they climbed out of the icy water.
"Are you okay, Hermione?" asked Sirius as them made their was up to the castle, looking foreward to getting warm.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"What's that on your forehead?" asked Remus curiously.
"What?" she asked, rubbing her forehead.
"Oh nothing, never mind. It's gone."
They entered Dumbledore's office. He provided them with blankets, and a drink that instantly warmed them up.
"Are you okay, Miss Granger?"
"Yeah. How's Harry?"
"Stable. But we must act soon. We have come up with a plan. My dear, have you ever heard of the Anam Cara?"
Hermione shook her head. "I've never heard of a spell or charm, but it means soul-friend in gaelic, right?"
"Yes. Basically, it's very complex magic, performed by two wizards. I joins two peoples souls and minds."
"So you want to use this on me and Harry? Like, part of him will be in me, and part of me in him?"
"Precisely. You Harry would be able to communicate on a sub-concious level and the effects of the brishteh fever would not affect Harry, because part of you would always be with him."
Hermione thought about this, and then realized something that really freaked her out.
"Would he be able to know everything I'm thinking? Because, that kinda creepy."
Arabella laughed. "He'd know only things you let him. An vice-versa."
"Fine. If it helps Harry, I'll do it."
"Hermione" said Arabella gravely. "There is one thing. This can be quite painful if the two subjects aren't atuned with each other. You and Harry seem to be well attuned. But there could still be some pain. It's dangerous."
"What, does this spell involve?"
"Well," said Dumbledore, "aside form the spells and incantations Arabella and I would preform, a cut must be made in to each of you're hands. They will be placed together, so the blood flows together. A magical link will be made between the two of you, and you will go into a trance-like state, almost like a coma. The transfer will be made in a couple of hours, but you will remain in the trance for a week, while your body accustoms itself."
Hermione sat there, thinking. It sounded dangerous, but if it would help them...
"Fine. I'll do it. This will probably be our last chance, and, we can't afford not to."
Dumbledore, though ecstatic, hid his emotions. He had one last chance to save Harry Potter. He couldn't save his parents, but he would make damn sure that the boy who lived did not die.
"We must do it soon. Tomorrow morning."
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Hermione lay down on the bed, adjacent to Harry. She closed her eyes as the blade cut through her flesh. She barely felt the pain though, as she was listening to Arabella's hauting chants. Suddenely he body totally relaxed, and she fell into a dreamlike trance.
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Yeah! No horrible cliff hanger! Doncha just luv me!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways, read and review!
Luv y'all, Danie!