A/N oh no, Fleur is falling to her death and Harry can't do a thing about it. Sirius is pissed off at Dumbledore because of the Delacour's, Harry has mere seconds before Voldemort wakes, and well, the whole world thinks he's missing, oh and that whole Hogwarts getting destroyed thingy. Damn he's in a bad position. The answers to the Sirius questions will be answered in the sequel to the Crystal
Chapter 5- The Hyperbowl
"Fleur!" Harry yelled; her wand was three feet away from her, she couldn't do anything.
"Accio." He missed; the spell shot right past her, but at least his wand was finally working. He'd have to ask Dumbledore about that later.
"Damn . . . what. Ah." He felt his wand vibrate. A string of gold shot at him, and connected with his wand. It came from directly below him as he leaned over the roof. Everything stopped, and a dome of weaving golden strings made its way around Harry, and Fleur, who was in suspended animation. It was like something from this old movie Harry had seen called the matrix. The dome moved around until it was about a mile away from the hotel. It landed them on a flat grassy area Harry had never seen before. He looked out on the other end of the dome, Voldemort.
"So you figured it out, clever Potter, so you figured me out." Harry hadn't figured him out, but mere chance saved her life. Voldemort had been magically making her fall, so he didn't need to shoot a spell in order to perform Prior Incantem, only point in the right direction.
The beads of golden light started making their way down toward the tip of Harry's wand. Fleur was in the middle of the dome. Harry again used all his will power to move the beads, it seemed as if Voldemort's mental power hadn't replenished, and his will power wasn't any match for Harry's. As the golden beads were mere millimeters away from the Dark Lord's wand Fleur's eyes opened. She had been either unconscious, or really dazed until now. Harry lost all focus, and the beads shot toward his end of the wand. He regained his composure just in time to stop them. He used his will power and shot the beads back toward Voldemort. They were sitting there, centimeters from his wand. Fleur grabbed her wand up, and pointed it at Voldemort.
"You wouldn't little girl." Fleur felt a smile brighten up her face.
"I would, Impacio!" An orange jet of light hit Voldemort's magical barrier. Her impact spell hit him hard enough to shake him, the beads touched. As Voldemort's wand shook vigorously, and started to procure unusual shapes of smoke Fleur climbed to her feet. She ran to Harry and held on to him.
"Harry, I'm scared, what's coming out of his wand, Oh-" Harry knew what she had gasped at. Voldemort obviously hadn't used his wand much because the ghost, or reverse echo, or whatever of Cedric Diggory had come out of Voldemort's wand. It walked over to Harry and Fleur.
"Harry! Fleur! Hello there." Harry looked at Cedric with horror; Fleur expressed hers,
"Ah I . . . What. Huh? Cedric Diggory, back from the dead, oh my lord."
Cedric looked at her puzzled.
"I am sorry Fleur, I don't speak French." Cedric was acting perfectly normal, but by now another shape was emerging, it was Harry's father. The body of smoke entered Harry's presence,
"Harry, you keep on fighting, don't let him take you." The old man Harry saw in June was nodding behind him. Harry looked at the wand expectantly, because Lily was to come out next. First a long head of bouncy hair, then a torso, and finally the legs of a beautiful young lady, it was Lily Potter. Harry gasped, he had expected Lily to come out, but he hadn't expected Fleur to run up to her.
"Aunt Lily! Oh my God Aunt Lily." Lily smiled, and stared down at Fleur.
"Hello Fleur, it's been a while huh?" Fleur stared up at Lily, misty eyed and tongue-tied. Harry knew this little reunion was going to have to end pretty soon.
"Fleur, what was your way to get to Hogwarts?" Fleur snapped toward Harry,
"What? Oh, The Hyperbowl, I'll explain later." She reached her wand high in the air.
"Hyperboliea." A small blue hole appeared in the sky. It swirled and grew larger and larger. It looked like a mini galaxy of blue, in the sky.
"Harry here it is, the Hyperbowl." The blue vortex swirled, as lightning bolts shook the hole.
"Break the connection and jump in the hole Harry." Said Lily, James was on the other side of the dome, talking to Voldemort, probably shielding Harry and Fleur from view. Fleur ran to the vortex,
"Harry, come on!" Voldemort jumped at her voice,
"Never!" He tried to break the connection, but couldn't. Only Harry could. The Hyperbowl was shrinking every second, but as soon as Harry broke the connection Voldemort would go after him.
"Harry, c'mon hurry." Fleur jumped into the vortex, it was shrinking. Harry eyed Voldemort and. . . .
Boom. He broke the connection, and ran, dodging spells every which way.
"Avada Kedavra." He ran to the vortex, it was the size of a bed now. He had to hop into it, and swirl he went. He heard Voldemort's screams in the background of the hollowness that was the vortex.
"No." He turned, floating in midair like Dragonball Z or something. Harry looked around at the colorful nothingness that beheld him.
"Fleur, what do we do now?" She smiled, and said,
"Just say where you want to go and you will be summoned there."
Harry looked worried; Fleur didn't like to see him like that.
"It's okay, we'll get there tonight, and warn Dumbledore, then the teachers will be prepared when the Death Eaters come."
"What if Voldemort decides to pull them back and wait?"
"He can't stop them in time, a plan of that caliber must already be in motion."
"But if he just apparated to their hideout-"
"International Apparation laws."
"Huh?" Fleur looked at him rather impatiently.
"Okay, come with me." She swam through the vortex, which was like jelly, except not as thick. He wondered what was sustaining their bodies in midair, but he thought it would be better to just read about later, he just proved his ignorance to Fleur, no need to do it twice in two minutes. He followed her as she swam through the vortex for a little while, and the came to a flagstaff.
"Treh Benial." He read aloud, he had never heard of it though.
"It's one of the non muggle environments in France. See the little tunnel there." She pointed, and off to the left of the flagstaff he saw a small black vortex.
"We get off at our stop then huh?" said Harry slowly. Fleur nodded,
"Red is non muggle, green is muggle." Harry seemed to understand, he looked around, and saw little tracks on the bottom.
"What are those for?" He pointed. Fleur looked down,
"Oh, those are wayward tracks, we step on those to get moving, and we dont have to accelerate our own bodies, so people don't get tired, you know if they have to travel far." She dived down to the tracks, "Come on Harry, we can get there, warn the staff and get some rest, it will all be okay in a day." He dived on the track, and they zoomed off toward Hogsmeade.
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"I don't know what could have happened to Harry 'Mione?" Ron and Hermione were neatly gathered in a compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Hermione sighed,
"He probably had to be brought to Hogwarts some special way because of what happened." Hermione was completely unconvincing.
"What about the Daily Prophet? They wouldn't just lie!" Ron had a gut feeling that something was wrong. He sat back, and crossed his arms; Hermione pursed her lips and stared back. He unfolded his arms,
"Hermione listen I'm sorry." She turned her head, and faced the window. Ron got up and sat next to her,
"Hermione, I'm sorry, I am just anxious okay." She turned to him, and collapsed in his arms.
"It's just that I'm not sure what happened to him either."
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"How do you know my mom?" Harry broke the silence during travel. He and Fleur were moving side by side, on their way to Hogsmeade. Fleur paused,
"When I was little, my mom and dad knew your parents, and your mom used to always take me to go places, and play games with me. Her eyes were so pretty, I remember always wanting to have them."
"Have them?" Fleur smiled,
"I used to think, because my mom has contacts. That you could change people's eyes at will, like take someone's eyes and change with other's." Harry and Fleur chuckled. Harry thought about something else too.
"What are International Apparation Laws?" Fleur shrugged.
"Oh, whenever a wizard has to cross the border, through Apparation. They stop at an automated checkpoint, you know, just to make sure no fugitives are crossing, and to check with them. Reminding them of foreign beasts, and the time difference and-" They looked at each other.
"The time difference!" they yelled together and used their remaining energy to propel themselves even further.
A/N I am so sorry this took so long, I have been out of town, and busy and rewriting this chapter. I have another in the works, dont fear.