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I'd just like to thank everyone who reviewed! This chapter is a little slow after the last action packed ones, but I think you'll live. Remember to review please!
Chapter 36 Awakening
"Well done." Harry turned, through the golden mists a figure emerged. It lowered a deep red hood; Harry smiled as he instantly recognized Merlin's face. He had seen Merlin five or six times in his dreams and visions, though they had only conversed twice.
"Thank you…they are safe aren't they?" Merlin smiled at Harry's worry over those he tried so hard to protect.
"Yes, for now, they will do fine."
"Voldemort will attack." It wasn't a question.
"You work too hard Harry, yes he will attack, that is a given. Rest for now, when was the last time you slept?" Merlin asked with concern, Harry thought hard about that.
"About three days ago, the pressure to transform was too much beyond that point to relax."
"They are not helpless Harry, they can handle Voldemort." Merlin said reassuringly, Harry nodded, another presence was growing in is mind; he turned a little to the right and watched as three more figures emerged. Emrys, Godric, and Ambrosius, he gave them a small respectful bow as they approached.
"That was a nice fight Harry, how do you feel." Godric asked.
"For now I am fine, if and when I wake I'll probably feel like I got mauled by a rampaging hippogriff." The others nodded, Harry did not ask if he would live, they couldn't answer that, for they didn't really know.
"You have been working yourself much too hard over the past few months Harry, you need to stop." Ambrosius admonished him.
"And I quote: If you are not useful to others what use is there in life?" Emrys chuckled as his twin frowned.
"Yes, yes, but you cannot be useful if you work yourself to exhaustion. Let others handle some things, they need to feel useful as well." Harry nodded in calm agreement, then he held up his palm and faced them. For a moment they all looked at the symbol glowing gold on it, a circle, around the circle were eight pointed triangles, like the points of a star. Two small lightning bolts came down from between the upper points on both sides of the circle. The lightning bolts went about a third of the way to the center of the circle then stopped. This left a circle with eight points, three along the top arch, a lightning bolt after them on both sides, then the other six around the rest of it. Below the symbol in the center of his palm and to the left was a rune for air. Below the symbol and to the right was a rune for earth. Above the symbol and to its left was a rune for fire, above the symbol and to the right was the rune for water.
(AN: unfortunately you can't put pictures on FF.net, this really sucks. I've tried to describe the symbol as best I can. If you would like a picture of it email me and I can send you it.)
"Oh my, now this is new." Merlin whispered, taking Harry's palm he examined it slowly.
"I have no idea what it does…or means."
"It has the four elements, my symbol, lightning, the circle with the eight points of our line…and I can channel power through it. I used it to put a disintegration curse on the unhatched elemental Voldemort took. Godric looked up from examining Harry's palm.
"This symbol…you can perform wand less magic through it more easily than without it…but the element runes are odd." He said, Emrys looked at the runes closely.
"I wonder if you can use the elements now…that would be an awesome power, there ahs never been anyone who could channel the elements." Harry held up his palm and tried to call fire…nothing happened.
"Well in the state you're in I'm not surprised, we will try to find out what it is, rest now Harry, and try to heal." Merlin murmured, slowly they faded away, Harry sighed and closed his eyes he was very tired.
**
Dire wolves are about six feet long and four feet high at the shoulder, therefore they're not often invited into a house, they take up too much space. But Flame nevertheless managed to get into the hospital wing, where he curled up on the empty bed beside Harry's to wait. Once a dire wolf gives its loyalty and trust they don't waver, for that entire week he only left his young master's side for a few hours each day to make sure his pack was okay.
Lightning, now the lead stallion of the Order's war unicorns, also tried, and failed, to get in. Instead he moped about outside on the grounds with the half-grown Basilisk and the other order animals.
Jewelanarah the fire lion also managed to find a way inside and up to the hospital wing, she spent most the days resting her head on Harry's bed or curled up on a rug beside the window.
For a week the papers reported nothing but the fight and Harry's condition. The whole story about the elementals and the Royal Aaron became such common knowledge that anyone who didn't know the entire story was asked if they'd been living in a whole in the ground for a year. Everywhere in the world the story was reported accurately and continuously to everyone, by the end of a week twenty four thousand letters had arrived for Harry from people from every imaginable place. All wanting to thank him and ask how he was doing…and more often than not for an autograph and answers to a few questions about himself.
For a week Harry lay in a coma, the healer's thought he'd died and had announced the news five times, but each time he'd be breathing again, barely, ten minutes later. Elemental inflicted wounds are difficult to heal, and magical healing doesn't work very well on them. Once Harry woke his powers would kick in and he would heal quickly, but until then it was all the healers could do to keep the wounds from becoming infected.
For the students that week was a tough one, everyone was worried abut their friend, but no one besides the prefects was allowed into the hospital wing. The Marauders spent nearly the whole week up there, classes could go to hell for all they cared, thought he teachers were so distracted that they weren't teaching much anymore anyway. The rest of the school was so hungry for knowledge about Harry's condition that the Marauders eventually took to joining the rest of the school during meals to tell the students anything new that occurred.
As far as Harry's injuries went the healers one and all said that he'd been hurt badly enough to kill three humans, his was literally ripped to shreds. An examination of his left leg revealed that it had been so badly lacerated, and broken in two places, that he would most likely have a slight limp for the rest of his life. Of his ruined eye they could say nothing. The eye itself had been ripped badly…but there was a chance that the Aaron's eyelids, of which it had three layers, all of them made from strong scales, might have prevented enough damage so that he would only have a bad scar.
Then one day the healers reported that Harry was running a high fever…elemental venom wasn't enough to kill normally, but with his injuries…the Marauders elected to spend the night in the hospital wing incase anything happened.
It was near midnight; Ira and Ron were the only two awake…though Ron was so close to being asleep it didn't really count. Ira was petting Tiger, who was curled up beside Harry, when she saw Harry stir. A glance at a crystal beside the bed showed it to be glowing blue, his fever was gone, it would have been red if it wasn't. Again Harry moved, Ira kicked Ron and grabbed Harry's hand as he twisted, trying to keep a cast on his wrist still.
"W-what? Ira?" Ron asked in confusion.
"Sh! He's waking!" Ron leaned forwards, Harry's eyelids flickered, he elbowed Draco and shook Hermione to wake them.
"What?" Hermione moaned in her sleep.
"Harry's waking!" Draco sat up and Hermione nearly jumped out of her seat. They watched their friend closely, holding their breath, Harry shivered suddenly, then slowly his right eye-the undamaged one-opened. A tiny smile spread across his face and he squeezed Ira's hand.
"Harry?" Draco turned to wake the adults who were asleep in their chairs. Sirius, Miranda, Arabella, and Remus had also spent the night.
"No." he stopped at the soft whisper, and turned back to Harry. "They…need….sleep." Harry whispered, then slowly the eye closed and he relaxed again.
**
The next morning the adults woke to find the teenagers very excited.
"What is it with you this morning?" Miranda asked them as she conjure din breakfast for them all.
"Harry woke up last night!" There was a crash as the trays Miranda had conjured fell to the floor.
"He woke up and you didn't wake us?" Sirius asked angrily, they all winced.
"Er…he said you all needed sleep." Ron said, Miranda cleaned up the trays with an angry sniff.
"next time he wake sup tell us no matter what he says." They all nodded, "however with his current condition that probably won't be for another week or so."
**
Miranda proved to be correct, seven days later Harry woke in the evening.
Harry swam up through the dark; he needed to wake up already. Slowly he opened one eye…one eye? Oh, yes, the other had been damaged in the fight. His whole body hurt, he sighed and grimaced, he'd broken quite a few ribs too. Suddenly his eye focused on the people sitting around him.
"Evnin' yal." He whispered in a quiet drawl. Relieved smiles broke out all around.
See, I didn't kill him…yet! Next chapter hopefully coming soon! Please review! What does the symbol mean?
I'd just like to thank everyone who reviewed! This chapter is a little slow after the last action packed ones, but I think you'll live. Remember to review please!
Chapter 36 Awakening
"Well done." Harry turned, through the golden mists a figure emerged. It lowered a deep red hood; Harry smiled as he instantly recognized Merlin's face. He had seen Merlin five or six times in his dreams and visions, though they had only conversed twice.
"Thank you…they are safe aren't they?" Merlin smiled at Harry's worry over those he tried so hard to protect.
"Yes, for now, they will do fine."
"Voldemort will attack." It wasn't a question.
"You work too hard Harry, yes he will attack, that is a given. Rest for now, when was the last time you slept?" Merlin asked with concern, Harry thought hard about that.
"About three days ago, the pressure to transform was too much beyond that point to relax."
"They are not helpless Harry, they can handle Voldemort." Merlin said reassuringly, Harry nodded, another presence was growing in is mind; he turned a little to the right and watched as three more figures emerged. Emrys, Godric, and Ambrosius, he gave them a small respectful bow as they approached.
"That was a nice fight Harry, how do you feel." Godric asked.
"For now I am fine, if and when I wake I'll probably feel like I got mauled by a rampaging hippogriff." The others nodded, Harry did not ask if he would live, they couldn't answer that, for they didn't really know.
"You have been working yourself much too hard over the past few months Harry, you need to stop." Ambrosius admonished him.
"And I quote: If you are not useful to others what use is there in life?" Emrys chuckled as his twin frowned.
"Yes, yes, but you cannot be useful if you work yourself to exhaustion. Let others handle some things, they need to feel useful as well." Harry nodded in calm agreement, then he held up his palm and faced them. For a moment they all looked at the symbol glowing gold on it, a circle, around the circle were eight pointed triangles, like the points of a star. Two small lightning bolts came down from between the upper points on both sides of the circle. The lightning bolts went about a third of the way to the center of the circle then stopped. This left a circle with eight points, three along the top arch, a lightning bolt after them on both sides, then the other six around the rest of it. Below the symbol in the center of his palm and to the left was a rune for air. Below the symbol and to the right was a rune for earth. Above the symbol and to its left was a rune for fire, above the symbol and to the right was the rune for water.
(AN: unfortunately you can't put pictures on FF.net, this really sucks. I've tried to describe the symbol as best I can. If you would like a picture of it email me and I can send you it.)
"Oh my, now this is new." Merlin whispered, taking Harry's palm he examined it slowly.
"I have no idea what it does…or means."
"It has the four elements, my symbol, lightning, the circle with the eight points of our line…and I can channel power through it. I used it to put a disintegration curse on the unhatched elemental Voldemort took. Godric looked up from examining Harry's palm.
"This symbol…you can perform wand less magic through it more easily than without it…but the element runes are odd." He said, Emrys looked at the runes closely.
"I wonder if you can use the elements now…that would be an awesome power, there ahs never been anyone who could channel the elements." Harry held up his palm and tried to call fire…nothing happened.
"Well in the state you're in I'm not surprised, we will try to find out what it is, rest now Harry, and try to heal." Merlin murmured, slowly they faded away, Harry sighed and closed his eyes he was very tired.
**
Dire wolves are about six feet long and four feet high at the shoulder, therefore they're not often invited into a house, they take up too much space. But Flame nevertheless managed to get into the hospital wing, where he curled up on the empty bed beside Harry's to wait. Once a dire wolf gives its loyalty and trust they don't waver, for that entire week he only left his young master's side for a few hours each day to make sure his pack was okay.
Lightning, now the lead stallion of the Order's war unicorns, also tried, and failed, to get in. Instead he moped about outside on the grounds with the half-grown Basilisk and the other order animals.
Jewelanarah the fire lion also managed to find a way inside and up to the hospital wing, she spent most the days resting her head on Harry's bed or curled up on a rug beside the window.
For a week the papers reported nothing but the fight and Harry's condition. The whole story about the elementals and the Royal Aaron became such common knowledge that anyone who didn't know the entire story was asked if they'd been living in a whole in the ground for a year. Everywhere in the world the story was reported accurately and continuously to everyone, by the end of a week twenty four thousand letters had arrived for Harry from people from every imaginable place. All wanting to thank him and ask how he was doing…and more often than not for an autograph and answers to a few questions about himself.
For a week Harry lay in a coma, the healer's thought he'd died and had announced the news five times, but each time he'd be breathing again, barely, ten minutes later. Elemental inflicted wounds are difficult to heal, and magical healing doesn't work very well on them. Once Harry woke his powers would kick in and he would heal quickly, but until then it was all the healers could do to keep the wounds from becoming infected.
For the students that week was a tough one, everyone was worried abut their friend, but no one besides the prefects was allowed into the hospital wing. The Marauders spent nearly the whole week up there, classes could go to hell for all they cared, thought he teachers were so distracted that they weren't teaching much anymore anyway. The rest of the school was so hungry for knowledge about Harry's condition that the Marauders eventually took to joining the rest of the school during meals to tell the students anything new that occurred.
As far as Harry's injuries went the healers one and all said that he'd been hurt badly enough to kill three humans, his was literally ripped to shreds. An examination of his left leg revealed that it had been so badly lacerated, and broken in two places, that he would most likely have a slight limp for the rest of his life. Of his ruined eye they could say nothing. The eye itself had been ripped badly…but there was a chance that the Aaron's eyelids, of which it had three layers, all of them made from strong scales, might have prevented enough damage so that he would only have a bad scar.
Then one day the healers reported that Harry was running a high fever…elemental venom wasn't enough to kill normally, but with his injuries…the Marauders elected to spend the night in the hospital wing incase anything happened.
It was near midnight; Ira and Ron were the only two awake…though Ron was so close to being asleep it didn't really count. Ira was petting Tiger, who was curled up beside Harry, when she saw Harry stir. A glance at a crystal beside the bed showed it to be glowing blue, his fever was gone, it would have been red if it wasn't. Again Harry moved, Ira kicked Ron and grabbed Harry's hand as he twisted, trying to keep a cast on his wrist still.
"W-what? Ira?" Ron asked in confusion.
"Sh! He's waking!" Ron leaned forwards, Harry's eyelids flickered, he elbowed Draco and shook Hermione to wake them.
"What?" Hermione moaned in her sleep.
"Harry's waking!" Draco sat up and Hermione nearly jumped out of her seat. They watched their friend closely, holding their breath, Harry shivered suddenly, then slowly his right eye-the undamaged one-opened. A tiny smile spread across his face and he squeezed Ira's hand.
"Harry?" Draco turned to wake the adults who were asleep in their chairs. Sirius, Miranda, Arabella, and Remus had also spent the night.
"No." he stopped at the soft whisper, and turned back to Harry. "They…need….sleep." Harry whispered, then slowly the eye closed and he relaxed again.
**
The next morning the adults woke to find the teenagers very excited.
"What is it with you this morning?" Miranda asked them as she conjure din breakfast for them all.
"Harry woke up last night!" There was a crash as the trays Miranda had conjured fell to the floor.
"He woke up and you didn't wake us?" Sirius asked angrily, they all winced.
"Er…he said you all needed sleep." Ron said, Miranda cleaned up the trays with an angry sniff.
"next time he wake sup tell us no matter what he says." They all nodded, "however with his current condition that probably won't be for another week or so."
**
Miranda proved to be correct, seven days later Harry woke in the evening.
Harry swam up through the dark; he needed to wake up already. Slowly he opened one eye…one eye? Oh, yes, the other had been damaged in the fight. His whole body hurt, he sighed and grimaced, he'd broken quite a few ribs too. Suddenly his eye focused on the people sitting around him.
"Evnin' yal." He whispered in a quiet drawl. Relieved smiles broke out all around.
See, I didn't kill him…yet! Next chapter hopefully coming soon! Please review! What does the symbol mean?