Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie
By Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 22 | Speaker with Spirits
Hermoine walked away from Draco and Ginny deciding they needed their time. She went in the direction Ginny had pointed looking for Harry, they hadn't a good chat in ages. She turned down the hall and walked a bit quicker, it was almost time for students to be in bed. Harry where are you? She turned down another hallway and realized she was lost.
"Do you need help child?" a ghost floated through the wall and spotted Hermione. It was the Grey Lady who never talked.
"Yes I'm afraid I'm lost." Hermione thought it was curious that the ghost would speak to her but she pushed away the thought. "Could you point me in the direction of the Gryffindor common rooms?" The grey lady pursed her lips and shook her head. "Why not?" Hermione said anxiously.
"Walk with me a bit Speaker." The grey lady said formerly. Hermione followed her down the hall. "You do know who you are right?" the ghost questioned.
"Hermione Granger." Hermione said thinking that it was a silly question. The grey lady just sighed.
"Hasn't he told you anything?" she stopped and floated about. "I suppose it's my job." She looked at Hermione sternly. "You are a necromancer." Hermione, shocked, backed away horrified. "Don't take it the wrong way dear. You are very important, and you must accept it or all is lost." Hermione shook her head defiantly.
"I'm not." Hermione tried to move but she was frozen. "I can't." she tried moving again but no luck. "I won't."
"Those are harsh words." The grey lady wrung her hands and tilted her head.
"Well you make harsh accusations." Hermione felt dizzy. She couldn't be a necromancer, she couldn't.
"He wants to talk to you." The grey lady stepped back into the wall disappearing. In her place a tall figure stood leering at her. He wasn't a ghost.
"I don't know what possessed me to take this job." He said more to himself. He looked critically at Hermione. "You my girl are a necromancer." He held up his hand before she could object. "Haven't you ever heard of a good necromancer?" he frowned as she shook her head. "Well then you obviously don't read enough." he paced in front of her. "You are one side of the Speaker of Spirits, the good half, your other half is missing from you." He flinched and finished quickly. "You must find her battle with her and force her back into you." He disappeared and behind him was the portrait of the Fat Lady. She said the password and hurried up to her bed.
"Still don't believe me eh?" the man had reappeared in Hermione's dreams he held a giant book. She nodded. "Well you had better start believing because everyone else is ready but you." He smiled at her. "Even that Weasel Runt has the Portal song you don't have anything." She glared at him. "Well here's a book. I can give it to her right? Okay well here child read that." He disappeared.
"Necromancer's and the Good" Hermione shrugged and read the book, trying not to think about the mysterious circumstances that led her to receive it. She read late into the night and into the morning. Lavender and Parvati tried to drag her from the book and down to classes but Hermione shrugged them off continuing to read.
"Hermione, I think it's about time you put the book down." Harry said firmly entering into girls territory. He put his hand on her shoulder. She ignored him and he continued. "I have something I need to tell you, Ginny, and Draco."
"I'm almost done Harry." He sighed and started to leave, "I'll meet you in the library." She said. She turned the page and continued to read. Harry smiled at her feeling lucky to know such a wonderful person no matter how smart and bossy she seemed to be on the outside he knew he loved her.
"Interesting." Hermoine said 10 minutes later and reread a passage.
"Evil necromancers have two sides to them a good and a bad. When the bad one is more dominant and the good side is dormant a necromancer normally appears.
Good necromancers have exactly the opposite and are very rare.
Split necromancers are when the good and bad sides are divided and born into two peoples, sometimes twins, sometimes two entirely different people who never meet. Sometimes the sides are able to force one into the other.
Infused necromancy happens when a person witnesses a horrible act and the bad side of a necromancer leaves that necromancer to take over that person's body. If left in there for multiple years (it has not yet been calculated) the person will become a necromancer permanently and an Evil one at that."
Hermione shut the book and took a deep breath. She walked down to the library carrying the book and thinking. Her mind was a flurry of ideas each one more ridiculous than the last.
