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CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THE FIFTH
"Oh, holy shit," Draco cried, throwing up his hands. "You mean there's a FIFTH element? Another one we need?"
"You catch on quick, young Grasshopper," Lili said solemnly, with just the tiniest hint of a smile.
"Oh that's great, just great," he moaned, rolling his eyes. "So now we need to go out and find some poor fool that's the Spirit Mage, and drag his ass around so we can finally defeat Voldemort. How long is this going to TAKE?"
She grinned evilly. "Not as long as you would think. I know who the Spirit Mage is. Well, I think I do, anyway."
"Who?"
"Draco, Draco, Draco," she shook her head teasingly, and a drop of water from her still wet hair landed on his cheek. "You wouldn't think you'd be so naive. It's you, of course."
"Me?" he cried. "Oh, great." He dropped his head on the table, producing a loud *clunk*. And just how did you figure this out?"
"It's the prophecy," she responded easily. "You never heard it, I think. It goes like this: 'The elements of nature will be embodied by four powerful witches and wizards of our time. Together, before the turn of the millenium, all the elements will find their legendary weapons and use them to create the light that will banish the dark. Earth is the master swordsman, Air is the Archer, Fire carries the spear, and Water is the Defender. The Elements will know each other from the past, and know things about each other they have never been told. Air, Fire, and Water are close, but Earth is far and alone. But Earth is the tie that will bind the others closer to create the light.'" She paused, considering. "The first clue is the way it says 'all the elements will find their legendary weapons, and use them to create the light'. ALL the elements. And there are five, not four. So that's the first thing. What told me it was you was the part that goes 'Earth is the tie that will bind the others closer'. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all friends before I even got to Hogwarts. They don't need me to bind them closer. But you do. I was the one who brought you into the group, and honestly, if I didn't want you in our group, the others wouldn't have wanted to share a planet with you, much less let you travel with them."
Draco nodded, he couldn't deny it. "True. Harsh, but true. But what about my weapon? We never found a Spirit temple or weapon."
"That's because Spirit, unlike the other elements, isn't exactly physical. It's more of a mental element, and therefore you have no physical weapon." Lili was mentally flipping through her books. "You do get some cool new powers though. Telekinesis, telepathy, mind reading (unless the person knows how to block it), illusions, invisibility- stuff like that. You get all the cool little odds and ends. No mind control, though."
"Damn. The rest of it sounds pretty cool, though. And how do you know all this, anyway?"
"Doesn't it? And SAM had a class called Natural Magic. We studied the elements, amond other things." They were both quiet for a moment, the Lili said abruptly, "So, Draco, have you ever seen a Star Wars movie?"
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A few hours later, Draco strolled back to his room. Only after he had closed the door behind him did he let his fear show. They were trapped in the fortress of the most dangerous wizard on the planet, and had only two days left until either Lili got a funky new tattoo or they were both dead. Draco was unsure which choice he preffered.
But, in short, they had no way of getting out themselves. They needed help from the outside, and Draco knew just how to get it. Lili's description of his Spirit powers had given him an idea. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander across the countryside, looking for anything familiar. He felt something- three somethings, actually. One seemed more receptive than the others. As he recognized the aura, he hesitated, but only for a second.
**Potter?** he thought.
Miles away, Harry Potter almost fell off his broom as the last voice he wanted to hear echoed through his skull. **Malfoy?** He thought back.
**The one and only. I'm with Earth, we need your help. ALL of your help,** he added, not wanting Harry to think he was calling on Harry alone.
**Where are you?** Came the response. Draco sighed.
**If I knew, we'd be long gone. All I know is that we're in Voldemorts fortress. Can't tell you more than that. But this is the situation.** he explained Lili's predicament, and was surprised to feel Harry's anger radiating through their link.
**We're coming,** was all Harry 'said'. **I can follow your link, even after you break it, it leaves a distinct trail. Kind of like a slug.** Draco ignored the analogy. **It's going to be close, timewise, though. It should take us about two and a half days to get there, but if we hurry, we should make it.**
**Good. And Potter?**
**Yeah?**
**Thanks.** And Draco ended the connection, sitting back in his armchair and smiling. After a moment, Lili stuck her head in the room.
"Hey Draco, c'mere, see what I got!" She grabbed his wrist and dragged him through the door to her room, where she gestured grandly at the small loom that was being set up against the wall.
"And what is the purpose of this?" Draco asked, but he was smiling, watching the way Lili danced from foot to foot, like an excited toddler.
"So I can weave, of course! Wait a minute-" she paused as the house-elves who had been setting it up bowed to her and left the room. As soon as they were gone, she turned back to Draco and explained further, in a more sober tone. "It's not just for fun. There's magic you can do with thread, if you know how." She picked up a piece of purple yarn about a foot long. "Here, watch. Walk in a circle." He did so. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them and tied the yarn in a knot. Instantly, his feet tangled up and he fell over. She looped the yarn around her finger, and suddenly he couldn't move his arms. He looked up at her pleadingly, and she laughed and threw the yarn in the fire, reaching out with her other hand to help him up. "See what I mean? But I am going to use this loom to weave."
She began digging in a large cardboard box, full of yarn of all different colors. She pulled out a deep forest green, an elegant gold, and a dark brown. She set up the green and brown on the loom and began weaving rapidly. "I AM using magic here," she explained. "Like the healing, it's an easier type of wandless magic. At SAM I worked on wandless magic a lot, all this does is let me work about ten times as fast as I normally would."
"How is it you can use wandless magic so easily?" Draco asked curiously from his chair. "It's supposed to be something only the strongest witches or wizards can do. Not even Dumbledore's mastered it."
"I said that I worked on it a lot. Plus, vague magic like this is much, much, much easier than what you hear about in the newspapers. If I tried to do an actual spell without a wand, even a low-scale one, I would probably be in a coma for a year, if not dead. I'm only slightly good at wandless. Only healing and threadwork." By the time Lili was done talking, she had almost six inches of green cloth, with the brown and the gold mixed in in a strange pattern. It was the type of thing that was clear when you saw it out of the corner of your eye, but when you looked at it straight on, you couldn't tell just what it was supposed to be. Draco knew what it was without even looking, he knew what Lili was like.
"It's the forest." She nodded and stroked the cloth. After a moment, she kept weaving, obviously concentrating. Draco slipped up from his chair and quietly left the room, leaving Lili to get on with her work.
It was a very tired Earth Mage that went to sleep that night. So tired, in fact, that she hadn't been able to argue with Mitty about her nightclothes, and, as a result, had fallen asleep in a pink frilly thing, that she would never have worn in her right mind. Again, she woke up in the middle of the night, this time she was crying. All she knew was that it had been the same nightmare as the previous night. Angrily, she wiped away the tears, and as she climbed into Draco's bed, she thought how strange it was that she was having nightmares now, when she had never had them before. Draco asked no questions, but just hugged her, and they both fell asleep.
(A/N) Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ha HA! I promised you people romance, and I wrote romance (kind of). So, who saw Draco being a Mage coming? Probably everyone, but, oh well. And, for those of you who liked the gossip-thingy back in Chapter Eleven (like Freda Potter), I rewrote it! There's more (probably bad, but oh well). Read! Review! Especially Review!
SPECIAL NOTE TO ADY: Remember your saying, be excellent to me (please don't hurt me, blame Dr. Bojangles!) Sorry I haven't been emailing you chapters, Dr. Bojangles said just post 'em! Sorry again! And I just read your review. Wheezers? I love that word! And I have a special reward for you... (drumroll please)..... (I SAID, drumroll please)...... (Oh come on, where the hell are my sound effects people? Wait a minute.. Okay, here we go, drumroll please!)... ..... Ady, you are the Reviewer of the Week!! (APPLAUSE). Mainly, you are my faveorite reviewer. Until next Tuesday, when I pick again.
Well, I have to go back to writing chapter 16! See y'all later!
Luv y'all lots!
-M.W.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN: THE FIFTH
"Oh, holy shit," Draco cried, throwing up his hands. "You mean there's a FIFTH element? Another one we need?"
"You catch on quick, young Grasshopper," Lili said solemnly, with just the tiniest hint of a smile.
"Oh that's great, just great," he moaned, rolling his eyes. "So now we need to go out and find some poor fool that's the Spirit Mage, and drag his ass around so we can finally defeat Voldemort. How long is this going to TAKE?"
She grinned evilly. "Not as long as you would think. I know who the Spirit Mage is. Well, I think I do, anyway."
"Who?"
"Draco, Draco, Draco," she shook her head teasingly, and a drop of water from her still wet hair landed on his cheek. "You wouldn't think you'd be so naive. It's you, of course."
"Me?" he cried. "Oh, great." He dropped his head on the table, producing a loud *clunk*. And just how did you figure this out?"
"It's the prophecy," she responded easily. "You never heard it, I think. It goes like this: 'The elements of nature will be embodied by four powerful witches and wizards of our time. Together, before the turn of the millenium, all the elements will find their legendary weapons and use them to create the light that will banish the dark. Earth is the master swordsman, Air is the Archer, Fire carries the spear, and Water is the Defender. The Elements will know each other from the past, and know things about each other they have never been told. Air, Fire, and Water are close, but Earth is far and alone. But Earth is the tie that will bind the others closer to create the light.'" She paused, considering. "The first clue is the way it says 'all the elements will find their legendary weapons, and use them to create the light'. ALL the elements. And there are five, not four. So that's the first thing. What told me it was you was the part that goes 'Earth is the tie that will bind the others closer'. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all friends before I even got to Hogwarts. They don't need me to bind them closer. But you do. I was the one who brought you into the group, and honestly, if I didn't want you in our group, the others wouldn't have wanted to share a planet with you, much less let you travel with them."
Draco nodded, he couldn't deny it. "True. Harsh, but true. But what about my weapon? We never found a Spirit temple or weapon."
"That's because Spirit, unlike the other elements, isn't exactly physical. It's more of a mental element, and therefore you have no physical weapon." Lili was mentally flipping through her books. "You do get some cool new powers though. Telekinesis, telepathy, mind reading (unless the person knows how to block it), illusions, invisibility- stuff like that. You get all the cool little odds and ends. No mind control, though."
"Damn. The rest of it sounds pretty cool, though. And how do you know all this, anyway?"
"Doesn't it? And SAM had a class called Natural Magic. We studied the elements, amond other things." They were both quiet for a moment, the Lili said abruptly, "So, Draco, have you ever seen a Star Wars movie?"
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A few hours later, Draco strolled back to his room. Only after he had closed the door behind him did he let his fear show. They were trapped in the fortress of the most dangerous wizard on the planet, and had only two days left until either Lili got a funky new tattoo or they were both dead. Draco was unsure which choice he preffered.
But, in short, they had no way of getting out themselves. They needed help from the outside, and Draco knew just how to get it. Lili's description of his Spirit powers had given him an idea. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander across the countryside, looking for anything familiar. He felt something- three somethings, actually. One seemed more receptive than the others. As he recognized the aura, he hesitated, but only for a second.
**Potter?** he thought.
Miles away, Harry Potter almost fell off his broom as the last voice he wanted to hear echoed through his skull. **Malfoy?** He thought back.
**The one and only. I'm with Earth, we need your help. ALL of your help,** he added, not wanting Harry to think he was calling on Harry alone.
**Where are you?** Came the response. Draco sighed.
**If I knew, we'd be long gone. All I know is that we're in Voldemorts fortress. Can't tell you more than that. But this is the situation.** he explained Lili's predicament, and was surprised to feel Harry's anger radiating through their link.
**We're coming,** was all Harry 'said'. **I can follow your link, even after you break it, it leaves a distinct trail. Kind of like a slug.** Draco ignored the analogy. **It's going to be close, timewise, though. It should take us about two and a half days to get there, but if we hurry, we should make it.**
**Good. And Potter?**
**Yeah?**
**Thanks.** And Draco ended the connection, sitting back in his armchair and smiling. After a moment, Lili stuck her head in the room.
"Hey Draco, c'mere, see what I got!" She grabbed his wrist and dragged him through the door to her room, where she gestured grandly at the small loom that was being set up against the wall.
"And what is the purpose of this?" Draco asked, but he was smiling, watching the way Lili danced from foot to foot, like an excited toddler.
"So I can weave, of course! Wait a minute-" she paused as the house-elves who had been setting it up bowed to her and left the room. As soon as they were gone, she turned back to Draco and explained further, in a more sober tone. "It's not just for fun. There's magic you can do with thread, if you know how." She picked up a piece of purple yarn about a foot long. "Here, watch. Walk in a circle." He did so. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them and tied the yarn in a knot. Instantly, his feet tangled up and he fell over. She looped the yarn around her finger, and suddenly he couldn't move his arms. He looked up at her pleadingly, and she laughed and threw the yarn in the fire, reaching out with her other hand to help him up. "See what I mean? But I am going to use this loom to weave."
She began digging in a large cardboard box, full of yarn of all different colors. She pulled out a deep forest green, an elegant gold, and a dark brown. She set up the green and brown on the loom and began weaving rapidly. "I AM using magic here," she explained. "Like the healing, it's an easier type of wandless magic. At SAM I worked on wandless magic a lot, all this does is let me work about ten times as fast as I normally would."
"How is it you can use wandless magic so easily?" Draco asked curiously from his chair. "It's supposed to be something only the strongest witches or wizards can do. Not even Dumbledore's mastered it."
"I said that I worked on it a lot. Plus, vague magic like this is much, much, much easier than what you hear about in the newspapers. If I tried to do an actual spell without a wand, even a low-scale one, I would probably be in a coma for a year, if not dead. I'm only slightly good at wandless. Only healing and threadwork." By the time Lili was done talking, she had almost six inches of green cloth, with the brown and the gold mixed in in a strange pattern. It was the type of thing that was clear when you saw it out of the corner of your eye, but when you looked at it straight on, you couldn't tell just what it was supposed to be. Draco knew what it was without even looking, he knew what Lili was like.
"It's the forest." She nodded and stroked the cloth. After a moment, she kept weaving, obviously concentrating. Draco slipped up from his chair and quietly left the room, leaving Lili to get on with her work.
It was a very tired Earth Mage that went to sleep that night. So tired, in fact, that she hadn't been able to argue with Mitty about her nightclothes, and, as a result, had fallen asleep in a pink frilly thing, that she would never have worn in her right mind. Again, she woke up in the middle of the night, this time she was crying. All she knew was that it had been the same nightmare as the previous night. Angrily, she wiped away the tears, and as she climbed into Draco's bed, she thought how strange it was that she was having nightmares now, when she had never had them before. Draco asked no questions, but just hugged her, and they both fell asleep.
(A/N) Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ha HA! I promised you people romance, and I wrote romance (kind of). So, who saw Draco being a Mage coming? Probably everyone, but, oh well. And, for those of you who liked the gossip-thingy back in Chapter Eleven (like Freda Potter), I rewrote it! There's more (probably bad, but oh well). Read! Review! Especially Review!
SPECIAL NOTE TO ADY: Remember your saying, be excellent to me (please don't hurt me, blame Dr. Bojangles!) Sorry I haven't been emailing you chapters, Dr. Bojangles said just post 'em! Sorry again! And I just read your review. Wheezers? I love that word! And I have a special reward for you... (drumroll please)..... (I SAID, drumroll please)...... (Oh come on, where the hell are my sound effects people? Wait a minute.. Okay, here we go, drumroll please!)... ..... Ady, you are the Reviewer of the Week!! (APPLAUSE). Mainly, you are my faveorite reviewer. Until next Tuesday, when I pick again.
Well, I have to go back to writing chapter 16! See y'all later!
Luv y'all lots!
-M.W.