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Every Time I Close My Eyes - Chapter 20
Harry glanced around and saw Mortority in place halfway between them.
Harry turned back around determined to win this fight alone, and nodded
when Dumbledore asked if they were ready. The green sparks went up on
the last Geolite duel.
Ron knelt next to Hermione on the floor, both staring at the crystal. The
light was still there, but the images had gone.
"What happened?" whispered Ron.
"I'm not sure.....it might respond to you now." Ron cautiously reached out
to the crystal, and as soon as he touched it the images returned. Hermione
smiled happily.
"It thinks you're Harry!" Ron grinned at her, then looked worried.
"Er....how are we supposed to see the dream though?"
"Just think about it, think about your parents. Then that might lead you to
the whole dream."
"Um, ok." Ron thought hard about them, he thought of their trip to
Diagon Alley together. They looked so happy. The crystal got very hot in
his hand, and Ron recognised the image it as Diagon Alley." Hermione
looked curious.
"Is this his dream?" They watched themselves wandering down the alley,
then stop at the quidditch shop. Ron heard himself admiring the Chuddley
Cannon robes.
"No!" he said to Hermione, "This is really us! This is when we went to
Diagon Alley!"
"Why is it showing us that?"
"Well, that's where I pictured mum and dad." He said sadly. The Harry in
the crystal said something to the others, then started walking away, the
picture in the crystal following him. He looked sad, more so than Ron
remembered.
"Well we need to see the dre...." Hermione stopped abruptly as the Harry
in the crystal was grabbed from behind, and the image suddenly blurred.
"What the..." said Ron, but also shut up as the scene subtly changed. They
watched, horrified, as Harry ran from his assailant, Hermione breathed in
with shock when Voldemort appeared. They saw their friend tortured with
the Dark Mark put on his back, then whisked back through time. They
heard the threats, saw the fear. Hermione's eyes widened as she saw
herself and Ron walking towards Harry, Harry's strained look she had
never noticed before, and cringed with revulsion when she saw herself
shake hands with his torturer. Only then did it sink in who the man was.
She turned and looked at Ron, who was a white as a sheet, and whispered,
"Mortority." A loud klaxon startled them both and Ron dropped the
crystal. Ron looked at his watch and stuttered,
"The..the..third round. It's..star..started."
Harry jumped to the side as a curse just missed him. The crowd were
going nuts, screaming themselves hoarse. Harry shot his own curse before
having to duck, feeling his hair blown backwards. Glancing up, he saw his
own curse dodged by the sixth year. Harry was getting tired, and saw
Mortority looking twitchy. Harry said the disarming spell, and it was met
in mid air in an explosion of sparks. Through the smoke, he turned to
Mortority, but he had moved. He was stood up, and as Harry heard a lot of
people coughing and spluttering Mortority threw something shiny into the
area. Instinct took over, and Harry went to run over the line, but ran into
another invisible barrier.
Ron and Hermione were running flat out towards the Quidditch Pitch.
There was a lot of smoke hanging over it, but they saved their energy for
running and kept going. They had seen all they needed to see, Ron
handling the images in the crystal. How could I be so stupid? Ron thought
furiously to himself. As he looked up from the floor, he had to stop
abruptly and cover his eyes. A blinding white light had erupted from the
stands. Ron stumbled and fell to the ground, and heard Hermione do the
same. The light was so intense it shone through his eyelids, he felt like his
skin was burning. As he heard Hermione cry out in pain, the light turned
slowly to dark.
Lupin was chatting to Hagrid about the Psygators, Hermione's enthusiasm
having finally gotten through to him. He looked at the huge creatures
glittering in the sun. As he watched, it's shadow seemed to get suddenly
darker. The sparkling scales got intensely bright, and he looked away,
squinting. He heard Hagrid curse vehemently, but Remus was already
running towards the Quidditch Pitch when the light began to fade.
Freezing cold liquid was sloshing onto Harry's face, cooling the fire in his
head and eyes. As he opened them more liquid fell onto his face, and he
choked, turning his head away. A rush of images entered his head.
Slamming into the invisible barrier, seeing Ryan dash over the line and
people scrabbling in panic in the stands. Then light, light so fierce it made
him wince just o think of it. A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Get up Potter, time to make a wish." Mortority grabbed him by the elbow
and hauled him to his feet. Harry choked out more of the blue liquid, but
Mortority was already dragging him away from the Entrance Hall where
he had been lying and down a corridor.
"Potter, you know what to do. The enchantments on this room are very
sophisticated. Only you can go inside. Dumbledore wasn't very happy
with that particular rule from the Ministry, so put a time limit on. You
have to make the wish before an hour has passed inside the room. Are you
listening Potter?" Harry rubbed at his eyes furiously then looked blearily
around. They were in the large transfiguration classroom, but there was a
very large black box in the centre of it with one small door in the side.
Mortority spoke again.
"Remember what you're doing this for Potter. Remember just who it is
that we have in our possession. An hour is a long time, don't get any
heroic ideas."
Remus saw something lying on the grass, and as he got nearer recognised
a flaming Weasley head which turned out to be Ron. Hermione was curled
up right next to him, whimpering slightly. Ron was unconscious, and as
Remus lifted his eyelid it was to expose a completely white eye. Hagrid
arrived, panting beside him.
"They've been blinded." He said bluntly. As Hagrid bent down to examine
Ron, Remus turned to Hermione. She was still awake, but in a lot of pain.
He turned her around, it was obvious she couldn't see either. Her eyes
were red and swollen, tears running down her face.
"Hermione?" She started at her name.
"Who...who's there?"
"It's me, it's Remus Lupin, everything will be all right...."
"No! It won't be alright!" She seemed hysterical, and her hands gripped
around his. She carried on, getting more and more frantic.
"You have to help Harry! He's making him wish! He's got Sirius and the
Weasleys and he'll kill them if Harry doesn't do as he says!" Lupin
glanced at Hagrid's worried frown. The girl was obviously erratic, but he
had never doubted her before.
"Who Hermione?" He shook her slightly. "Who is making Harry wish for
them?" Hermione quailed in his arms, then whispered,
"You-know-who."
Harry took a step towards the black cube. Mortority had his wand out and
was urging him forwards. Harry's mind was flicking from Sirius to the
Weasleys, to the blinded and unconscious crowd at the Quidditch pitch.
Time slowed as he got closer to the door. Ron congratulating him that he'd
e able to see his parents. Neville's pain of realisation that he may have
been able to cure his own. Hermione's disappointment in him when she
thought he attacked Ron. He reached out at Mortority's instruction for the
handle, it glowed orange at his touch. He pulled open the door and
glimpsed a shimmering golden nugget inside as big as a couch, when he
heard running footsteps. Mortority glanced towards the sound.
"In Potter! Get inside!" Harry took a step forwards towards the golden
glow. The pounding footsteps got louder. Mortority shot something inches
from his head.
"I won't tell you again!" Harry saw his eye twitch, something he hadn't
seen for weeks. Was there a way out after all? Then the door to the
classroom was flung open, and Remus Lupin charged through, wand
raised. Mortority shot at him and he dove for cover behind a desk. Harry's
heart soared when he heard him say,
"No Harry! Don't do it! You're not alone anymore!" Harry got a glimpse
of Mortority sending another hex in Lupin's direction, then Mortority
turned towards Harry. Lupin cried out,
"Just hold on! Hold on for as long as you can!" Harry saw his frantic look
as Mortority's curse sent him sprawling inside the room and the door slam
shut, cutting off the sounds of the battle.
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Author's note: ok, reasons you are all going to kill me. 1) the cliffhanger
2) There's only two or three parts left 3) I'm going away this weekend so
you'll have to wait for the last part until next week. *ducks as rotten
garbage is thrown* Oh, and it's too short, but I had to force myself to
write this, we moved house today and I'm knackered. This way, I have
flamed myself before you have a chance. R&R!
Author's notes: see bottom of page
Every Time I Close My Eyes - Chapter 20
Harry glanced around and saw Mortority in place halfway between them.
Harry turned back around determined to win this fight alone, and nodded
when Dumbledore asked if they were ready. The green sparks went up on
the last Geolite duel.
Ron knelt next to Hermione on the floor, both staring at the crystal. The
light was still there, but the images had gone.
"What happened?" whispered Ron.
"I'm not sure.....it might respond to you now." Ron cautiously reached out
to the crystal, and as soon as he touched it the images returned. Hermione
smiled happily.
"It thinks you're Harry!" Ron grinned at her, then looked worried.
"Er....how are we supposed to see the dream though?"
"Just think about it, think about your parents. Then that might lead you to
the whole dream."
"Um, ok." Ron thought hard about them, he thought of their trip to
Diagon Alley together. They looked so happy. The crystal got very hot in
his hand, and Ron recognised the image it as Diagon Alley." Hermione
looked curious.
"Is this his dream?" They watched themselves wandering down the alley,
then stop at the quidditch shop. Ron heard himself admiring the Chuddley
Cannon robes.
"No!" he said to Hermione, "This is really us! This is when we went to
Diagon Alley!"
"Why is it showing us that?"
"Well, that's where I pictured mum and dad." He said sadly. The Harry in
the crystal said something to the others, then started walking away, the
picture in the crystal following him. He looked sad, more so than Ron
remembered.
"Well we need to see the dre...." Hermione stopped abruptly as the Harry
in the crystal was grabbed from behind, and the image suddenly blurred.
"What the..." said Ron, but also shut up as the scene subtly changed. They
watched, horrified, as Harry ran from his assailant, Hermione breathed in
with shock when Voldemort appeared. They saw their friend tortured with
the Dark Mark put on his back, then whisked back through time. They
heard the threats, saw the fear. Hermione's eyes widened as she saw
herself and Ron walking towards Harry, Harry's strained look she had
never noticed before, and cringed with revulsion when she saw herself
shake hands with his torturer. Only then did it sink in who the man was.
She turned and looked at Ron, who was a white as a sheet, and whispered,
"Mortority." A loud klaxon startled them both and Ron dropped the
crystal. Ron looked at his watch and stuttered,
"The..the..third round. It's..star..started."
Harry jumped to the side as a curse just missed him. The crowd were
going nuts, screaming themselves hoarse. Harry shot his own curse before
having to duck, feeling his hair blown backwards. Glancing up, he saw his
own curse dodged by the sixth year. Harry was getting tired, and saw
Mortority looking twitchy. Harry said the disarming spell, and it was met
in mid air in an explosion of sparks. Through the smoke, he turned to
Mortority, but he had moved. He was stood up, and as Harry heard a lot of
people coughing and spluttering Mortority threw something shiny into the
area. Instinct took over, and Harry went to run over the line, but ran into
another invisible barrier.
Ron and Hermione were running flat out towards the Quidditch Pitch.
There was a lot of smoke hanging over it, but they saved their energy for
running and kept going. They had seen all they needed to see, Ron
handling the images in the crystal. How could I be so stupid? Ron thought
furiously to himself. As he looked up from the floor, he had to stop
abruptly and cover his eyes. A blinding white light had erupted from the
stands. Ron stumbled and fell to the ground, and heard Hermione do the
same. The light was so intense it shone through his eyelids, he felt like his
skin was burning. As he heard Hermione cry out in pain, the light turned
slowly to dark.
Lupin was chatting to Hagrid about the Psygators, Hermione's enthusiasm
having finally gotten through to him. He looked at the huge creatures
glittering in the sun. As he watched, it's shadow seemed to get suddenly
darker. The sparkling scales got intensely bright, and he looked away,
squinting. He heard Hagrid curse vehemently, but Remus was already
running towards the Quidditch Pitch when the light began to fade.
Freezing cold liquid was sloshing onto Harry's face, cooling the fire in his
head and eyes. As he opened them more liquid fell onto his face, and he
choked, turning his head away. A rush of images entered his head.
Slamming into the invisible barrier, seeing Ryan dash over the line and
people scrabbling in panic in the stands. Then light, light so fierce it made
him wince just o think of it. A voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Get up Potter, time to make a wish." Mortority grabbed him by the elbow
and hauled him to his feet. Harry choked out more of the blue liquid, but
Mortority was already dragging him away from the Entrance Hall where
he had been lying and down a corridor.
"Potter, you know what to do. The enchantments on this room are very
sophisticated. Only you can go inside. Dumbledore wasn't very happy
with that particular rule from the Ministry, so put a time limit on. You
have to make the wish before an hour has passed inside the room. Are you
listening Potter?" Harry rubbed at his eyes furiously then looked blearily
around. They were in the large transfiguration classroom, but there was a
very large black box in the centre of it with one small door in the side.
Mortority spoke again.
"Remember what you're doing this for Potter. Remember just who it is
that we have in our possession. An hour is a long time, don't get any
heroic ideas."
Remus saw something lying on the grass, and as he got nearer recognised
a flaming Weasley head which turned out to be Ron. Hermione was curled
up right next to him, whimpering slightly. Ron was unconscious, and as
Remus lifted his eyelid it was to expose a completely white eye. Hagrid
arrived, panting beside him.
"They've been blinded." He said bluntly. As Hagrid bent down to examine
Ron, Remus turned to Hermione. She was still awake, but in a lot of pain.
He turned her around, it was obvious she couldn't see either. Her eyes
were red and swollen, tears running down her face.
"Hermione?" She started at her name.
"Who...who's there?"
"It's me, it's Remus Lupin, everything will be all right...."
"No! It won't be alright!" She seemed hysterical, and her hands gripped
around his. She carried on, getting more and more frantic.
"You have to help Harry! He's making him wish! He's got Sirius and the
Weasleys and he'll kill them if Harry doesn't do as he says!" Lupin
glanced at Hagrid's worried frown. The girl was obviously erratic, but he
had never doubted her before.
"Who Hermione?" He shook her slightly. "Who is making Harry wish for
them?" Hermione quailed in his arms, then whispered,
"You-know-who."
Harry took a step towards the black cube. Mortority had his wand out and
was urging him forwards. Harry's mind was flicking from Sirius to the
Weasleys, to the blinded and unconscious crowd at the Quidditch pitch.
Time slowed as he got closer to the door. Ron congratulating him that he'd
e able to see his parents. Neville's pain of realisation that he may have
been able to cure his own. Hermione's disappointment in him when she
thought he attacked Ron. He reached out at Mortority's instruction for the
handle, it glowed orange at his touch. He pulled open the door and
glimpsed a shimmering golden nugget inside as big as a couch, when he
heard running footsteps. Mortority glanced towards the sound.
"In Potter! Get inside!" Harry took a step forwards towards the golden
glow. The pounding footsteps got louder. Mortority shot something inches
from his head.
"I won't tell you again!" Harry saw his eye twitch, something he hadn't
seen for weeks. Was there a way out after all? Then the door to the
classroom was flung open, and Remus Lupin charged through, wand
raised. Mortority shot at him and he dove for cover behind a desk. Harry's
heart soared when he heard him say,
"No Harry! Don't do it! You're not alone anymore!" Harry got a glimpse
of Mortority sending another hex in Lupin's direction, then Mortority
turned towards Harry. Lupin cried out,
"Just hold on! Hold on for as long as you can!" Harry saw his frantic look
as Mortority's curse sent him sprawling inside the room and the door slam
shut, cutting off the sounds of the battle.
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Author's note: ok, reasons you are all going to kill me. 1) the cliffhanger
2) There's only two or three parts left 3) I'm going away this weekend so
you'll have to wait for the last part until next week. *ducks as rotten
garbage is thrown* Oh, and it's too short, but I had to force myself to
write this, we moved house today and I'm knackered. This way, I have
flamed myself before you have a chance. R&R!