Disclaimer: I don't own any part of any of these characters except the
woman (I'm not telling you who she is before the story reveals it!), her
horse, and the plot.
As if an extension of the wind she kept racing forward, pushing her mount harder and harder. Lucky that the magic-blooded warhorse understood the urgency of the situation or he might have been ruined.
Sweat plastered most of the woman's hair to her neck and face; what wasn't soaked whipped around freely in the beating force of the wind. A long, curved, and elegant sword smacked at her side and a longbow with quiver slapped against her back.
The ground rolled under them, the scenery flying by her eyes without registering in her brain. She could hear the gasps and yells and screams of people as she galloped in and out of the town, up the road, and towards the great castle.
The tall towers rose first over the top of a hill followed by the mass of the building itself. The main gates danced closer faster and faster. "Effractum Ianua" she hissed loudly at the gates and they opened just in time to let the pair pass.
Up another grassy hill and towards the large mahogany doors which gave entrance into the castle. "Effractum Ianua" she yelled again and the doors let her pass.
The hooves of the large, dark warhorse clamoured against the stone floor, creating deafening echoes throughout the lower floors of the castle. She knew the time and she knew where they could be found.
"Effractum Ianua!" she yelled for the last time and burst into the Great Hall of Hogwarts. Screams were emitted from some of the students as she ran down the isle between the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables. The old man stood from his tall seat at the high table.
The woman abruptly stopped the horse just in front of the table. "The village... Locusani..." she gasped, her chest heaving with each syllable.
Before she could continue her body became rigid and she sat upright on her horse. Her eyes clouded over to a solid black and a mist started to rise from her body, slowly forming the head, chest, and enormous wings of a Gryphon.
The tips of the translucent wings spanned the width of the Great Hall. Once the head was fully formed its long ears pricked forward and its eyes glowed an eerie green.
"I am sorry to have to come to you in this way, Albus Dumbledore, but I have no other choice." a voice came from the woman's mouth but it was not her own; the deep rumble was obviously the voice of the spirit hovering above. "Nocens has risen, he has taken the Amazons as his army. I could only save this woman, to use as my messanger. She is their Queen and might be able to break Nocens's spell. You are the only one who can give her that power. Albus, you must take her and give her the strength to triumph, or we all are lost." The spirit slowly wafted away, as if a breeze just took the spirit with it.
The woman's eyes slowly unclouded and she moaned as she tried to focus on the objects surrounding her. Then, with a heaving sigh, she collapsed, sliding off her bareback horse and crashing onto the stone floor.
As if an extension of the wind she kept racing forward, pushing her mount harder and harder. Lucky that the magic-blooded warhorse understood the urgency of the situation or he might have been ruined.
Sweat plastered most of the woman's hair to her neck and face; what wasn't soaked whipped around freely in the beating force of the wind. A long, curved, and elegant sword smacked at her side and a longbow with quiver slapped against her back.
The ground rolled under them, the scenery flying by her eyes without registering in her brain. She could hear the gasps and yells and screams of people as she galloped in and out of the town, up the road, and towards the great castle.
The tall towers rose first over the top of a hill followed by the mass of the building itself. The main gates danced closer faster and faster. "Effractum Ianua" she hissed loudly at the gates and they opened just in time to let the pair pass.
Up another grassy hill and towards the large mahogany doors which gave entrance into the castle. "Effractum Ianua" she yelled again and the doors let her pass.
The hooves of the large, dark warhorse clamoured against the stone floor, creating deafening echoes throughout the lower floors of the castle. She knew the time and she knew where they could be found.
"Effractum Ianua!" she yelled for the last time and burst into the Great Hall of Hogwarts. Screams were emitted from some of the students as she ran down the isle between the Ravenclaw and Gryffindor tables. The old man stood from his tall seat at the high table.
The woman abruptly stopped the horse just in front of the table. "The village... Locusani..." she gasped, her chest heaving with each syllable.
Before she could continue her body became rigid and she sat upright on her horse. Her eyes clouded over to a solid black and a mist started to rise from her body, slowly forming the head, chest, and enormous wings of a Gryphon.
The tips of the translucent wings spanned the width of the Great Hall. Once the head was fully formed its long ears pricked forward and its eyes glowed an eerie green.
"I am sorry to have to come to you in this way, Albus Dumbledore, but I have no other choice." a voice came from the woman's mouth but it was not her own; the deep rumble was obviously the voice of the spirit hovering above. "Nocens has risen, he has taken the Amazons as his army. I could only save this woman, to use as my messanger. She is their Queen and might be able to break Nocens's spell. You are the only one who can give her that power. Albus, you must take her and give her the strength to triumph, or we all are lost." The spirit slowly wafted away, as if a breeze just took the spirit with it.
The woman's eyes slowly unclouded and she moaned as she tried to focus on the objects surrounding her. Then, with a heaving sigh, she collapsed, sliding off her bareback horse and crashing onto the stone floor.