Chapter 5: What's Happening? Hi everyone.I hope you enjoyed the last chapter.I had to argue with myself to think about what Jelly was forced to do.then thought of a really good thing that would be brilliant for the story as I was doing some weird practice acting thing (refer to my name) So anyway I figure I've got a pretty good one.and I hope y'all like this chapter.even though at present I dunno what's going to happen.I figure Harry will have a vision, or Jelly will have one she remembers, or something like that.we shall see. First she has to recover.so let's have a looksee.

Harry silently led Jelly to a chair.and she sat in it obediently, and Harry sat down below her and looked up at her drooping head. "How did it happen?" he asked. "Well," said Jelly very shakily "Firstly it's not what you may think.it's much worse then that. This person.his name was.ummm.hmmm come to think of it I can't remember his name. Weird huh? He was at my old school and everything. But.one day the teacher paired us up to make this potion, and I got him. He said hello and everything he seemed very polite.but there was something he needed to do.and he didn't want to suffer with it himself, so he made me do it. "He made he potion, and gave the usual pick something up, and stuff like that.but he made an extra dosage and he bottled it. Then after lessons, he took it and went over to me. He was in complete control over me." Hermione, who was listening, thought that this potion reminded her of something.she wondered what it was. "So what did he make you do?" asked Harry. "He sent me over to the forest, and there was a person there: a girl, barely older then me. I pointed my wand at her.and I.I." Harry realised in shock. It was not what he thought. The person hadn't used the potion to do what was so easy to think.he'd used it to make Jelly murder someone.someone that obviously gave the other guy much hatred.so that he wouldn't have to feel guilty. Instead Jelly would. "What happened after that?" "Well he took the other potion, and I remembered everything I had done.and the girl looking terrified as I did it. I don't even know how I was able to perform that curse-" Harry's scar suddenly gave a slight irritation. It wasn't painful.it was just odd. Must've been a back-up of something. "-but I was able to, and now I'm suffering. Something was weird about that though." Harry's ears perked up. "What?" "After that day, I realised my powers, and that's when I began using them. I've always had them, but never used them. It was weird.but that's what happened." Hermione was still listening. Ron was too but he was just confused. Hermione was able to figure out however that the potion had triggered something in Jelly's mind, or rather the actions of the potion, and Jelly discovered that her Powers could be put to use, to defend herself, for her magic, and most importantly to help others. "So now I use my powers fluently.that is when I started getting the funny spasms of pain, but I feel that using my powers is helping others, so I intend to doit till I die.I owe everything to the person I killed." This somehow made Jelly feel lighter, that event of confession. Now she seemed to much more easily walking and talking, knowing that other people knew, and were not ashamed of her. She smiled much more and had much more fun then she did before, if that were possible. The trio found this very reassuring.it showed that she did not dwell on the past. One day Jelly and Harry were arriving back from a Quidditch practice, and they were laughing themselves stupid (Fred and George had done something to the Quaffle during the last 10 minutes of practice. The chasers were beside themselves with fury when they found out.mind you they had looked like idiots when they found it impossible to grip the Quaffle properly) and Ron and Hermione were cursing at their homework until they found that out. Then they laughed aswell. Jelly was now laughing so hard she had to grip Harry's shoulder to stop herself from falling onto the floor. This wasn't unusual, she often did that when she was laughing, but this time Harry felt something. His scar. It had given him a jolt, like an electric shock. That's odd.I wonder what caused that, he thought. I'm sure I didn't imagine it. When Jelly had finally recovered (took about 10 minutes) he suggested to Harry that they should start their homework. He nodded and they settled themselves down to begin. "Hey Harry," said Jelly. "Can you pass me that parchment there?" "Yeah sure hear you go." As he passed it he felt another jolt. This is so weird, he thought. How come every time I touch Jelly, even the slightest, my scar shocks me? Is it a warning? Suddenly Harry closed his eyes.he was seeing something.and his scar was searing. "Master.what are you going to do next?" "Well, I have to kill Harry of course.and I think I've figured out how." "Really master?" "Yes Wormtail. Did you doubt me?" "No of course not.I'm just glad you were so able to figure out how so soon." "Hmmm." "Well master.how will you do it?" "Harry has a connection.with someone, or will soon. I found out that.if I kill the vulnerable person; Harry's connection with no suitable protection herself, Harry will fall too.it's such a strong connection that one cannot live without the other." "What sort of connection is it master?" "A very powerful one.indeed they're connected by some kind of power, some kind of ability-"

Harry's eyes opened HE looked down at his work without seeing it.what was that? What did Voldemort mean He was connected with someone with an unknown Power? His stomach gave a frightening lurch when he thought of it...this could not be good.