1.1 Chapter 6

Of Telling and Telepathi

Holly and Harry walked back to the common room. They were alone. It seemed everyone else was doing something else somewhere else. Holly flopped down onto one of the armchairs. Harry decided to ask her a couple of things that were bugging him.

'Holly?'

'Hmmm'

'After the potions lesson you said you weren't with it most of the time. But the potion was only supposed to last half a minute, and I think the kiss lasted longer than that. When did you snap back?'

'When I said I loved you,' Holly answered immediately. Harry smiled. Holly got up and slipped her arms around his waist.

'Do you love me?' She asked. As Harry went to answer that, she put her finger to his lips.

'You don't need to answer that. I know you do.' They kissed lightly.

'Holly?'

'Hmmm'

'When we first kissed you thought I was laughing at well you know. Your eyes changed colour. They went a dark and hard green. Then I told you what I was really laughing at, your eyes changed back. Then just now when you were arguing with Malfoy they changed to the same dark and hard green but that time they had this funny fiery bit in the middle. You looked at me and they immediately changed into a soft green. Why?' Holly gave Harry a very frightened look; it even showed in her eyes. She detached herself from him.

'I…I can't tell you,' She picked up her schoolbag and ran off, out of the portrait hole and down the corridor. Harry was nearly in tears.

'Come back Holly,' he shouted. He sat down. Tears rolled down his cheeks. 'What's wrong with her?' he whispered to himself.

'Nothing's wrong with her Harry. She's a Telepathus.' Harry quickly looked up. Professor Dumbledore was standing at the portrait hole.

'She's a what?' Harry replied.

'A Telepathus. She can convey her own emotions very easily by her body language, most effectively through her eyes. She can also read other people's emotions.' Dumbledore came over to Harry as Harry stood up.

'Why didn't she tell me?' Harry asked.

'Telepathi are born every two thousand years Harry. Their lives are secret. In the Dark Ages, Telepathi were born more often and were hunted down, jeered at and put down. People just didn't like the idea of someone being able to read their minds,' Dumbledore explained.

'But she knew I wouldn't do that,' Harry said pushing his fingers through his hair.

'She might but they don't,' Dumbledore noticed Harry's puzzled expression and continued. 'You see Harry all Telepathi are connected. What one thinks all the others do. Well it's more what the majority think.'

'Did she tell you?' Harry asked.

'No she didn't,'

'Then how did you know?'

'Professor Snape noticed Holly's eyes change colour when he told her off. He informed me.'

'Why?'

'Because Telepathi can overload. If Holly receives too many conflicting emotions from others, she could pass out or even worse die.'

'But the whole school think different things it hasn't affected her.'

'I see I didn't explain it properly Harry I meant from one person,'

'So…so Holly could die?' Harry sat down instantly due to the shock.

'I know it's shocking. I'm actually quite surprised that Professor Snape was the one to report it to me not one of you. I mean Hermione was the first on my list for that sort of thing.'

'What do you mean?'

'Haven't you noticed the way she looks at you Harry? Her eyes are full of love. Not that teenage romance stuff and nonsense. It's love Harry. She'd do anything for you.' Harry felt himself go red.

'The way she looks at Mal… I mean Draco, her eyes go really dark green, really hard and they have a funny fiery bit in them.'

'Ah that's another thing. That's pure hate. It may not be directed at him but something about him sparks hate in Holly. She'll find out in due course what it is.'

'Do you know what it is?' But Dumbledore went mysteriously deaf after Harry asked that question and immediately changed the subject.

'You'll have your own set of mascots at your next Quidditch match,'

'Wow! Who?'

'Ah can't tell you that you'll have to wait and see,' Dumbledore tapped the side of his nose. 'Anyway I think you have a more pressing matter to sort out first.' Harry nodded.

'I'm off to find Holly,' Harry said, turning around to pick his schoolbag up. When he turned back around, Professor Dumbledore had gone. Harry walked out of the common room. For some unexplainable reason, he knew exactly where to find Holly. He dashed to the birch tree. Sure enough, there she was sitting up on the same branch.

'Holly will you come down? I need to talk.' Holly looked down at Harry for a minute or so then jumped down.

'I know.' Harry simply said.

'Oh so I suppose you've come to dump me,' Holly had her back turned to Harry so he couldn't see her eyes.

'No I haven't,' Holly turned around and sure enough as Dumbledore had told him Harry could see the look of love.

'You haven't?'

'No,'

'But they told me everyone hates Telepathi, that no one understands,'

'I love you Holly. I don't care whether you're a Telepathus or even a Werewolf I will always love you,' Holly smiled, tears coming to her eyes. She stepped forward and kissed him. Harry shut his eyes and saw lightning.

'Wow! What was that?' He asked. Holly smiled again.

'What I feel,' she answered. She put her hands to Harry's head. 'Do you want to know what you feel?' And suddenly it started to rain red and gold glitter. Just around them and the tree. Harry kissed Holly. She kissed him back more passionately and they kissed in the midst of all the red and gold.

But they weren't the only people to witness this spectacle. There was one more. A boy hiding in the bushes. A boy wearing a green and white tie. A boy with pale skin, blonde hair and grey eyes. Draco Malfoy.