JKR owns the people and places, I own Karista and the dream
PG-13 for mild swearing and F*!#
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Chapter 29: sprained ankles suck
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!" Voldemort screamed, rising to his feet, his face pale and bloodless. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
Karista simply smiled and stood up. But Voldemort was faster; he drew his wand, face screwed up in anger as she saw the words form on his lips.
"AVADRA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort Bellowed, a jet of green light piercing the room, flying straight towards Karista.
She had no time to duck, instead it hit her full on in the chest and she flew backward spread eagle into the wall.
"SHE IS GONE! SHE IS GONE!" Voldemort cheered, climbing over the table into the center of tables. The death eaters gathered around him, waiting eagerly to see if he had new powers. "I am the most powerful wizard in the world!"
Karista shook her head. It was a killing curse, yet why could she still feel the pain in her. It was as though she landed on a ton of bricks. She looked up, her vision slightly blurred. It figures that I get a concussion, she said to herself. She noticed that the death eaters had risen from their seats and were crowded around Voldemort. She slowly clutched the stone wall behind her and rose, trying not to lose consciousness.
"Let's see…who shall we try this on?" Voldemort cackled from up ahead. Karista slowly meandered out into the hall, swaying violently from side to side. "Ah…my dear niecie-poo Karista, who is lifeless and limp."
Karista thought about herself as a panther and easily found herself on all fours. She stealthily ran across the grounds of the manor, the pain lessening in her head with every step.
"Move out of the way," Voldemort said as the crowd slowly parted. At first, Voldemort thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. "She's supposed to be DEAD! GET HER!"
Every death eater seemed to run out of the hall at one time. Karista could hear their shouts and blasting through the trees in the forest. She un-morphed and took of her shoe. Slowly, she tried to remember the portkey spell she had read about.
"T-take a-an inanimate o-object," she murmured playfully. The concussion was taking its affect on her. "And say velidious mandiforous Hogwarts."
Instantly Karista could feel a hook from behind her navel as she slowly spun in the air, and disappeared, leaving angry death eaters in her wake.
***
"She's escaped," were the first words out of Snape's mouth once he entered Dumbledore's office. "She got out of the mansion, yet she can't apparate."
Dumbledore's eyes became dull as Draco drew a map of his home on a piece of parchment.
"There is an extremely thick forest on the south side," Draco mumbled moving his wand across the paper. "But you can get lost in there pretty easily."
"She…has a concussion. She's probably delirious or…" Snape paused, trying not to think of the inevitable. "Unconscious."
A large weight came down upon Harry's chest. He knew that she was probably dead. It seemed that little more than a few minutes ago, a piece of him went missing.
"We can only hope for the best," McGongall murmured, tears silently streaming down her face.
Karista thudded to the ground, causing her ankle to give way.
"Oh, Fuck…" she screamed, trying desperately to stand up. The portkey brought her to the forbidden forest. "I knew I should have been more specific."
She stood up and could see clearly threw the dense trees.
"My only hope is to change into a panther," Karista murmured, swiftly thinking of herself as an panther. She was on all fours again, the pain in her ankle lessening with every step. Slowly, she walked out of the forest and was on the sloping lawns of Hogwarts. She changed back, not risking being found. "I…can…do…this…"
"We can't just sit here," Harry said quietly, trying very, very hard not to let a tear roll down his face. The effort was making him go pale, causing everyone to look at him as though her were about to keel over and die.
"Harry…she's gone," Sirius mumbled, visibly trying not to cry. Snape was holding a rag over his forehead and looked very sullen, until he spoke.
"She…would be my cousin," he said quietly, causing everyone to look at him. "You see, when I first became a death eater, Voldemort gave us a considerable amount of his blood. We were considered his children, and all of Shaletza's grandchildren. Karista would be a cousin to me."
Dumbldore rested his hand on Snape's shoulder while a tear rolled down his cheek. McGonagall pulled her night robe around her tighter.
"This is uncanny," murmured Hermione against Ron's chest. She was crying silently, Ron wrapping his arms around her tightly. Only Harry seemed to hear the thump outside the office door. He slowly raised his wand while rising off the couch.
"Harry, don't even bother going after her. You'll die too," Sirius mumbled, wiping his eyes. Yet another thump, louder than the first, resounded in the office. At this, everyone looked up at the doors while the doorknob slowly turned.
"Oh my," Harry yelped, as Karista stumbled in through the door, bloody and bruised, an odd smile on her face.
"I was just looking for a cup of tea," Karista muttered merrily, before falling into Harry's arms, unconscious.
***
"I think I should stop smoking bananas in the afternoon," Karista mumbled, not wanting to open her eyes. She felt as though she was high, and by the sound of her speech, she was.
"Um…you haven't been smoking anything," a familiar voice said in her ear. In the distance she could hear laughing.
"Oh…too bad…I kept seeing a monkey dance in front of me smoking a banana," Karista chuckled, yet quickly stopped due to the pain in her head. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Dumbledore sitting in front of her, laughing heartily. From the looks of it, she was in Dumbledore's office on a large, fluffy couch. "I made it, didn't I?"
"Yes…I would definitely say that you did," Dumbledore murmured, the faces in the background slowly swimming into focus.
"Where's Snape?" she said, trying to sit up yet feeling a hand push her back down.
"Here," came his voice, slightly full of happiness.
"What happened inside of the hall?" Karista asked, once again trying to sit up and successful.
"Well…it is quite…unbelievable," Snape answered, his voice sounding constrained.
"Well, do tell," McGonagall said, stepping away from the couch and sitting in once of the chairs by the fire. Everyone except Harry took seats around Snape, as he stood in the center of the room. Snape began by telling them all about the plan Voldemort had devised to get Karista, by threatening Lucius and Draco into doing it otherwise it would mean death for both of them. He went on to tell how he performed a successful illusion charm and Karista could now become an animagus.
"Really?" Ron said incredulously, looking over at Karista, only in her place was a beautiful Black Panther with glowing violet eyes.
"Simply astounding," McGonagall cooed, turning her attention back to Snape as Karista transfigured back.
Snape then went on with how Voldemort first tried the Cruciatus curse on Karista, yet it backfired spectacularly. Then he told about the counter immortality curse.
"Then that is one obstacle undone," Dumbledore murmured, a look of triumph in his eyes.
"Well, can't he redo it?" Sirius asked, still staring in awe at Karista.
"No…he can't," Karista smirked, twiddling her thumbs. "Once you are immortal and it is taken away, your body will be destroyed if you do it again."
Snape nodded his head.
"She is right, yet there is something else that happened," Snape muttered, trying to deny the plausible, yet it did happen. "She survived avadra kedavra."
A pin could have dropped and been heard at that moment. Everyone looked disbelievingly at Snape and Karista.
"It is my necklace…I know it," Karista chided, a grin spreading across her face. "My necklace was my mother's. She was with me tonight."
Dumbledore nodded his head, a smile crossing his face. Lupin and Sirius simply looked dumbstruck as Harry smiled at her.
"Incredible," Ron murmured, stroking Hermione's hair away from her face.
"Yes, and you should have seen what happened when he found out she was alive. He was screaming bloody murder," Snape smiled, for the first time in a long time it seemed, he smiled.
"I ran out into the forest as a panther and took of my shoe. After turning it into a portkey that took me into the forbidden forest, I sprained my ankle and made it here."
After a few moments of silence passed, Snape crossed the room and whispered something to Dumbledore.
"Very well, Severus. Miss Flannigan, I believe we should take you to the hospital wing," he said, rising out of his seat. "Sirius, Remus, I believe you will both be willing to help Karista, Harry, Ron and Hermione up to see Madame Pomfrey?"
"Yes, of course headmaster," Lupin smiled, helping Karista up. Harry slung her arm over his shoulder and helped her walk out of the office.
"Now Severus, tell me, is it true?" Dumbledore asked, watching the others leave.
"I have it hear, headmaster," Snape grinned, pulling out a round object covered in a burlap sack.
PG-13 for mild swearing and F*!#
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Chapter 29: sprained ankles suck
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!" Voldemort screamed, rising to his feet, his face pale and bloodless. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
Karista simply smiled and stood up. But Voldemort was faster; he drew his wand, face screwed up in anger as she saw the words form on his lips.
"AVADRA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort Bellowed, a jet of green light piercing the room, flying straight towards Karista.
She had no time to duck, instead it hit her full on in the chest and she flew backward spread eagle into the wall.
"SHE IS GONE! SHE IS GONE!" Voldemort cheered, climbing over the table into the center of tables. The death eaters gathered around him, waiting eagerly to see if he had new powers. "I am the most powerful wizard in the world!"
Karista shook her head. It was a killing curse, yet why could she still feel the pain in her. It was as though she landed on a ton of bricks. She looked up, her vision slightly blurred. It figures that I get a concussion, she said to herself. She noticed that the death eaters had risen from their seats and were crowded around Voldemort. She slowly clutched the stone wall behind her and rose, trying not to lose consciousness.
"Let's see…who shall we try this on?" Voldemort cackled from up ahead. Karista slowly meandered out into the hall, swaying violently from side to side. "Ah…my dear niecie-poo Karista, who is lifeless and limp."
Karista thought about herself as a panther and easily found herself on all fours. She stealthily ran across the grounds of the manor, the pain lessening in her head with every step.
"Move out of the way," Voldemort said as the crowd slowly parted. At first, Voldemort thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. "She's supposed to be DEAD! GET HER!"
Every death eater seemed to run out of the hall at one time. Karista could hear their shouts and blasting through the trees in the forest. She un-morphed and took of her shoe. Slowly, she tried to remember the portkey spell she had read about.
"T-take a-an inanimate o-object," she murmured playfully. The concussion was taking its affect on her. "And say velidious mandiforous Hogwarts."
Instantly Karista could feel a hook from behind her navel as she slowly spun in the air, and disappeared, leaving angry death eaters in her wake.
***
"She's escaped," were the first words out of Snape's mouth once he entered Dumbledore's office. "She got out of the mansion, yet she can't apparate."
Dumbledore's eyes became dull as Draco drew a map of his home on a piece of parchment.
"There is an extremely thick forest on the south side," Draco mumbled moving his wand across the paper. "But you can get lost in there pretty easily."
"She…has a concussion. She's probably delirious or…" Snape paused, trying not to think of the inevitable. "Unconscious."
A large weight came down upon Harry's chest. He knew that she was probably dead. It seemed that little more than a few minutes ago, a piece of him went missing.
"We can only hope for the best," McGongall murmured, tears silently streaming down her face.
Karista thudded to the ground, causing her ankle to give way.
"Oh, Fuck…" she screamed, trying desperately to stand up. The portkey brought her to the forbidden forest. "I knew I should have been more specific."
She stood up and could see clearly threw the dense trees.
"My only hope is to change into a panther," Karista murmured, swiftly thinking of herself as an panther. She was on all fours again, the pain in her ankle lessening with every step. Slowly, she walked out of the forest and was on the sloping lawns of Hogwarts. She changed back, not risking being found. "I…can…do…this…"
"We can't just sit here," Harry said quietly, trying very, very hard not to let a tear roll down his face. The effort was making him go pale, causing everyone to look at him as though her were about to keel over and die.
"Harry…she's gone," Sirius mumbled, visibly trying not to cry. Snape was holding a rag over his forehead and looked very sullen, until he spoke.
"She…would be my cousin," he said quietly, causing everyone to look at him. "You see, when I first became a death eater, Voldemort gave us a considerable amount of his blood. We were considered his children, and all of Shaletza's grandchildren. Karista would be a cousin to me."
Dumbldore rested his hand on Snape's shoulder while a tear rolled down his cheek. McGonagall pulled her night robe around her tighter.
"This is uncanny," murmured Hermione against Ron's chest. She was crying silently, Ron wrapping his arms around her tightly. Only Harry seemed to hear the thump outside the office door. He slowly raised his wand while rising off the couch.
"Harry, don't even bother going after her. You'll die too," Sirius mumbled, wiping his eyes. Yet another thump, louder than the first, resounded in the office. At this, everyone looked up at the doors while the doorknob slowly turned.
"Oh my," Harry yelped, as Karista stumbled in through the door, bloody and bruised, an odd smile on her face.
"I was just looking for a cup of tea," Karista muttered merrily, before falling into Harry's arms, unconscious.
***
"I think I should stop smoking bananas in the afternoon," Karista mumbled, not wanting to open her eyes. She felt as though she was high, and by the sound of her speech, she was.
"Um…you haven't been smoking anything," a familiar voice said in her ear. In the distance she could hear laughing.
"Oh…too bad…I kept seeing a monkey dance in front of me smoking a banana," Karista chuckled, yet quickly stopped due to the pain in her head. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Dumbledore sitting in front of her, laughing heartily. From the looks of it, she was in Dumbledore's office on a large, fluffy couch. "I made it, didn't I?"
"Yes…I would definitely say that you did," Dumbledore murmured, the faces in the background slowly swimming into focus.
"Where's Snape?" she said, trying to sit up yet feeling a hand push her back down.
"Here," came his voice, slightly full of happiness.
"What happened inside of the hall?" Karista asked, once again trying to sit up and successful.
"Well…it is quite…unbelievable," Snape answered, his voice sounding constrained.
"Well, do tell," McGonagall said, stepping away from the couch and sitting in once of the chairs by the fire. Everyone except Harry took seats around Snape, as he stood in the center of the room. Snape began by telling them all about the plan Voldemort had devised to get Karista, by threatening Lucius and Draco into doing it otherwise it would mean death for both of them. He went on to tell how he performed a successful illusion charm and Karista could now become an animagus.
"Really?" Ron said incredulously, looking over at Karista, only in her place was a beautiful Black Panther with glowing violet eyes.
"Simply astounding," McGonagall cooed, turning her attention back to Snape as Karista transfigured back.
Snape then went on with how Voldemort first tried the Cruciatus curse on Karista, yet it backfired spectacularly. Then he told about the counter immortality curse.
"Then that is one obstacle undone," Dumbledore murmured, a look of triumph in his eyes.
"Well, can't he redo it?" Sirius asked, still staring in awe at Karista.
"No…he can't," Karista smirked, twiddling her thumbs. "Once you are immortal and it is taken away, your body will be destroyed if you do it again."
Snape nodded his head.
"She is right, yet there is something else that happened," Snape muttered, trying to deny the plausible, yet it did happen. "She survived avadra kedavra."
A pin could have dropped and been heard at that moment. Everyone looked disbelievingly at Snape and Karista.
"It is my necklace…I know it," Karista chided, a grin spreading across her face. "My necklace was my mother's. She was with me tonight."
Dumbledore nodded his head, a smile crossing his face. Lupin and Sirius simply looked dumbstruck as Harry smiled at her.
"Incredible," Ron murmured, stroking Hermione's hair away from her face.
"Yes, and you should have seen what happened when he found out she was alive. He was screaming bloody murder," Snape smiled, for the first time in a long time it seemed, he smiled.
"I ran out into the forest as a panther and took of my shoe. After turning it into a portkey that took me into the forbidden forest, I sprained my ankle and made it here."
After a few moments of silence passed, Snape crossed the room and whispered something to Dumbledore.
"Very well, Severus. Miss Flannigan, I believe we should take you to the hospital wing," he said, rising out of his seat. "Sirius, Remus, I believe you will both be willing to help Karista, Harry, Ron and Hermione up to see Madame Pomfrey?"
"Yes, of course headmaster," Lupin smiled, helping Karista up. Harry slung her arm over his shoulder and helped her walk out of the office.
"Now Severus, tell me, is it true?" Dumbledore asked, watching the others leave.
"I have it hear, headmaster," Snape grinned, pulling out a round object covered in a burlap sack.