Kelley S...Um...I was wondering if you're a beta reader, or at least would
like to beta read my stories? My e-mail address is Jax31583@yahoo.com so
please e-mail me there. THANKS!
And thanks to everyone else who has been reading along!
P.S. - I'm looking for someone to be a beta reader for at least this story and its sequel...and maybe the other stories I'm soon to be writing (if they're willing to)?! So if anyone knows of a beta reader wanting to beta read, or if you're a beta reader wanting to beta read, please e-mail me at Jax31583@yahoo.com and tell me and I'll e-mail you back. THANK YOU!
Chapter 30: Firenze
Blaise turned and saw Millicent Bulstrode, a second year Slytherin, standing there staring at Blaise and Chanse with disgusted in her eyes, "Blaise what are you doing with that goody-goody, Ravenclaw girl?" she snickered.
Blaise looked at Chanse, who snapped out of her daze, "Well Millicent..." Blaise got in Millicent's face.
"I was just leaving," Chanse whispered as she pushed her way past Millicent, "and Blaise I'll watch where I'm walking next time..." Chanse continued walking up the stairs, and then she turned around back to Millicent and Blaise, "I'm sorry for bumping into you."
Chanse walked up the rotating stairs leaving Millicent, staring Chanse down, as Chanse walked up the stairs, and Blaise, who had her mouth wide open as she, too, watched Chanse walked up the stairs. "So that Ravenclaw bitch bumped into you?" Millicent smirked, "want me to get Pansy, and some other girls together and..."
"No," Blaise quickly hissed at Millicent.
"Why?" Millicent squeaked.
"Because I think she's learned her lesson." Blaise looked up at Chanse, right as she disappeared into the shadows, towards the Ravenclaw entrance hallway, "come on." Blaise pushed Millicent towards the courtyard.
When Chanse finally got to the Ravenclaw entrance, "Snuffleup." Chanse sighed.
"Incorrect." The knight sternly hissed at Chanse.
Chanse's head shot up and looked at the knight, "What?!" Chanse squeaked, "That was the password this morning." Chanse yelled.
"Well if you were a real Ravenclaw you would have know it was changed to something else."
"I don't need this shit..." Chanse grabbed her hair, "just let me the fuck in."
"Foooxlin calm down, and suuuch language." A wispy voice laughed.
Chanse looked up and saw the shadow of the grey lady on the walls, "Hello Lady...when was the password changed?"
"This morning," she laughed, "you probably were asleep."
"Yeah," Chanse looked down at the ground, "late night studying for O.W.L.S."
"Well it was changed to Plutous." And with a gust of wind Grey Lady vanished.
"Thank you," Chanse whispered.
She looked up at the knight, "Excuse me?"
"Password?"
"Plutous." The painting swung open, and Chanse walked in.
She quietly walked past some Ravenclaw students, who were studying.
When she got to her dorm room door, she slowly turned the doorknob and walked in, and softly closed the door behind her.
She walked over to her balcony door, and opened in and walked out onto. She looked out onto the courtyard, which had many students all around it, but there was barely any noise...everyone was busy studying...even the twins.
Chanse half smiled, as she continued to look around the courtyard, till she came upon Blaise, who was sitting on the fountain's ledge, studying from a book. Chanse smiled and thought, 'We're even now...you owe me nothing, and I owe you nothing...we can continue on with our lives...Slytherin and Ravenclaw.' Chanse took one last glance, and walked inside.
She walked over to Geno, who was sitting on top of his cage, "Come here Geno." Chanse stuck her arm out, and Geno stepped onto it.
Chanse carried Geno back over to her bed, where she let Geno hop onto the bedposts, while Chanse got her legs under the covers. Then Chanse reached to the bedpost and Geno stepped onto her hand, and Chanse lowered him onto her lap, which was covered in covers, and began to pet him. 'Are you ok Chanse?' Geno whispered in Chanse's head.
Chanse sighed, continued petting him, and looked away at the window. Geno nodded his head, and curled up in the covers.
Stayed sitting on her bed petting Geno till about six thirty at night, when Cho came into the room, "Man I can't wait for...Chanse," Cho quickly dropped her books, on a table and walked over to Chanse's bed and began to sit down, "Chanse..."
"Watch out for Geno." Chanse whispered, as she pointed down at the sleeping bundle of feathers.
"Oh sorry," Cho carefully sat down on the bed, "Angelina and I waited for you in the library but you never showed..."
"I know."
"What happened? You still need to study...this potion I don't think you can take before the test, but for studying you can...but you still need to study."
"I don't care anymore," Chanse sharply whispered, as she continued petting Geno. She looked down at Geno, "I just want to leave, and go home where it's safe...and...for Oliver to be ok. Even if that means..." Chanse stopped and looked up and out the window, "not being a part of his life..." Chanse looked down at the floor next to the bed.
Cho's mouth dropped and she looked at Chanse, puzzled, "Why would you want to be out of Oliver's life?"
"It's not that I WANT to be out of Oliver's life..." Chanse's voice trailed off.
"Ok...then why do you think that you being out of Oliver's life would be ok?"
"Just everything seriously bad that's happened to Oliver has happened because of me." Chanse looked back down at Geno.
"Oliver falling in love with you wasn't a bad thing." Cho said calmly.
Chanse quickly looked up at her, "Yes it was," She rolled the cover s off her a little and still stayed in the bed, "because I fell back in love with him." Chanse gasped, as tears formed in her eyes...she pushed them back, "and now that I finally found someone I love...and truly love, he's going to die..." her voice trailed off, cause she knew if she spoke anymore she would cry.
She pushed the covers off, carefully, not to wake Geno, and crawled out of bed. She walked over to the balcony doors, and picked up a small chair, and carried it out onto the balcony.
"How?" Cho asked, as she walked out onto the balcony and leaned against the railing.
"Cho pop quiz," Chanse whispered, not looking at Cho, but staring at the little rays of light on the balcony floor, "What is the Augurey famous for sounding like?"
"Um," Cho thought, "the Augurey makes its own music, but it is legend that the Augurey's music has the same effect as the banshee." Cho said proudly.
"Good...spin off question," Chanse was still looking at the ground, "what is the banshee famous for?"
"That's an easy one..." Cho cleared her thought, "the banshee is famous for let out a terrible cry or scream, before someone..." Cho looked down at the ground, and whispered, "Dies."
"Good." Chanse said, as she looked at the courtyard through the small stone railing pillars.
Cho stood there staring at the ground and then she bent down to Chanse, who was still staring off into the courtyard, "That's why you were so scared of the Augurey when it started to cry." Cho whispered, and Chanse nodded.
"Because it signaled to me," Chanse looked up at Cho, "that Oliver is going to die."
Cho slid her hands over Chanse's and gripped tightly. Cho helped Chanse up on her feet, and hugged her, "I'm here for you." Cho whispered in Chanse's ear, and Chanse's nodded.
"SUPPER TIME!" a Hufflepuff girl yelled from the courtyard.
Cho and Chanse looked over the railing, and saw everyone pack up their things, and ran to the Great Hall, "I think we should be going,: Chanse whispered.
"Yeah, cause we get to do the potion." Cho smiled, as she swung her vial back and forth in front of Chanse's face.
"I don't have one, remember?"
"Oh yes you do," Cho pulled another vial out and handed it to Chanse, "there you are." Cho she laughed.
Chanse laughed, and they both walked out of their dorm, leaving Geno to sleep, and down to the Great Hall to eat, and try their potion.
When they reached the Great Hall, Angelina was sitting with the rest of the Gryffindor house, laughing and smiling, "Well I guess she's not eating with us."
"That's ok." Cho smiled, as she walked over and sat down next to Roger, "Hey Roger," Cho opened the vial and poured it in her pumpkin juice.
"What was that?" Roger asked pointing to the goblet of pumpkin juice in Cho's hand.
"It's for my period." Cho and Chanse laughed, as they watched Roger looked at her with embarrassment.
"Oh...um....sorry." Roger quickly turned around and began to quickly eat.
Chanse hit Cho before she could take a sip, "Why did you tell him that?" Chanse whispered.
"Because that way he wouldn't ask me again, and any other guy that asked, Roger would signal to them that I was on my period, and that is what that was for." Cho smiled.
"Oh." Chanse laughed.
"Go away put yours in," Cho nudged Chanse, "Roger won't ask you because he'll assume that you're on your period too." She laughed again.
Chanse nodded her head and opened the vial and poured the liquid in her juice.
Cho and Chanse picked up their goblets and looked at each other, "Well we should toast something..." Cho began to say.
"This doesn't feel right without Angelina." Chanse whispered, as she looked over at Angelina who was looking at them and holding her glass towards them.
"I think she's waiting for us," Cho laughed.
"Yeah," Chanse laughed back.
"To friendship!" Angelina stood up and yelled from across the tables, and a couple of people from the house got quiet and raised their glasses.
Cho and Chanse looked over at Angelina who was still standing waiting for one of them to help her out, "To life!" Cho stood up and yelled, and more people to notice to what was going on.
Angelina and Cho looked down at Chanse, who stood up, and by this time everyone was becoming quiet and raising their glasses, "To..." Chanse voice trailed off as she searched for the right ending. She took a deep breath in and held her glass up high, "To love!" she shouted, and everyone raised their glasses high and drank down their drinks.
Angelina, Cho, and Chanse all sat down and finished their drinks and began to eat.
After dinner, Angelina found Cho and Chanse and they all walked back to the library, were they all sat down, "Do you think it worked?" Angelina whispered.
"I don't know," Cho whispered back, "I don't feel anymore different...what about you Chanse?"
Chanse was busy staring out the window, which was in view of the side of Oliver's window, "Chanse?" Angelina waved her hand in front of Chanse's face.
"No...no difference."
"Well there's only one way to tell," Angelina smiled as she opened her potions book, "Chanse, what is the main ingredient in the shrinking potion?"
"Rat spleen." Chanse whispered, not taking her eyes off the window.
"Wow I think it worked!" Cho yelled.
"SHHH!" everyone in the library hissed.
"Sorry," Cho loudly whispered, "Chanse can you believe it?"
"No I..." Chanse's voice trailed off. She leaned closer to the window and looked out at Oliver's window in horror.
"What's wrong Chanse?" Angelina asked, as she looked out the window. She saw a small green bird, flying outside Oliver's window, "That damn Augurey needs to..." Angelina leaned even closer to the window, with amazement, "Now there's a flock of Augureys outside Oliver's window." Angelina laughed.
Cho pushed Angelina out of the way and looked at all the Augureys flying outside.
Cho quickly turned around and saw Chanse fall back into her chair...unconscious.
"Chanse," Cho tapped Chanse's faced but there was no response, "CHANSE!" Cho screamed, as tears began to build in her eyes.
"MADAM PINCE!" Angelina screamed, as she stood up behind Cho.
Within seconds Madam Pince, the school librarian, came running up to Cho and Angelina, "What...WHAT HAPPENED?!" she screamed, as she looked at Chanse.
"I don't know...she was fine one minute and the next, well," Cho stuttered.
"Quickly girls get her to the hospital." Madam Pince pointed the girls to the exit.
Cho and Angelina picked Chanse up, and carefully made their way out of the library and down to the hospital.
When they reached the hospital Angelina kicked at the door, "Coming." Mrs. Pomfrey yelled from her desk, as she walked to the door. "Hello?" Mrs. Pomfrey said as she opened the door, "oh my not again...DOBBY WINKY COME QUICKLY AND BRING THE STRETCHER!" she screamed.
Chanse woke up late at night. She looked around the room, and saw the moonlight creating a shadow on the floor, from the window, "What happened?" she whispered to herself, "The last thing I remember is...the Augureys!" Chanse gasped.
She threw off her covers, and grabbed her robe, and slid it on her, and carefully opened the door. She peeked her head outside the door, and looked down the hallway where she saw a faint light coming from around the corner, at the end of the hallway.
Chanse stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her, and she looked down the hallway to see if there was any movement...none. She tip- toed across the hallway, to Oliver's door, she placed her hand on the doorknob, and looked down the hallway, one last time.
She softly pushed the door open, and slipped in through the crack, and turned the handle, once more, and pushed the door, softly, shut.
Chanse turned around and looked around the room, which was pitch black. She searched the room for something to light the room, but there was nothing. She carefully bent down to the ground and crawled across the ground towards Oliver's bed.
When she reached his bed, she followed the bed, around to the other side of it. The door opened.
"Ok Oliver how are we doing?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as she walked in the room, and lit it up.
Chanse ducked and leaned up against the side of the bed. She listened as Mrs. Pomfrey walked around the other side of the bed, and fluffed Oliver's pillow.
"What the..." Mrs. Pomfrey sternly stated.
Chanse closed her eyes, and began to roll over so she could stand up. "Look Oliver a letter from a fellow classmate," Chanse quickly sat back down, "Let's see who it's from?"
Mrs. Pomfrey opened the small letter and began to read it to Oliver, "To Oliver. From Harry...Look it's from Harry," Chanse peeked her eyes over the side of the bed and looked at Mrs. Pomfrey waving the letter in the air, acting like Oliver was awake, "Oliver get well soon. Quidditch needs you..." Mrs. Pomfrey's voice faded off. She took a deep breath in, "Chanse needs you. ~Harry~"
Mrs. Pomfrey laid the letter down on the table and fixed Oliver's IV bag, "Should we get some outside light in here?" Mrs. Pomfrey smiled as she walked over to the window, and threw the curtains open, and turned to Oliver, "That's better."
Mrs. Pomfrey turned and walked out of the room.
Chanse listened till she heard the door shut, and she slowly stood up and looked down at Oliver, 'He's so peaceful' Chanse thought, 'like nothing could touch him...or hurt him.'
"Chanse?" Chanse faintly heard Mrs. Pomfrey shout from across the hall.
Chanse walked over to the door and pulled out her wand, "Alohomora retexo." Chanse whispered, and heard the door lock. Chanse turned around and leaned against the door, staring at Oliver.
A few seconds later, Chanse heard bangs on the door from Mrs. Pomfrey, "Chanse open this door!" she continued banging, "NOW!" she screamed.
Chanse turned around and looked at the door, listening to Mrs. Pomfrey bang and bang. Chanse held her wand to the door, "Quietus..." her voice faded off, as the sound of Mrs. Pomfrey's banging silenced.
Chanse bowed her head, and turned around, very calmly, and saw something so unbelievable that she dropped her wand.
"Firenze?" Chanse gasped, as she looked at the ghostly figure across the room, in the light of the moonlight from the window.
The figure nodded.
Chanse began to walk towards Firenze, but he put his hand up to her and shook his head.
Chanse stopped, "Why can't I come to you?"
He shook his head.
"Why don't you talk?"
Firenze smiled at her, and then his smiled faded away when he looked over at Oliver. He looked back up at Chanse, then at Oliver again.
"Oliver?" Chanse whispered.
Firenze nodded. "What about him?" Chanse shook her head, "How do I save him? What's the last part?"
Firenze looked at Chanse, and wiped at tear from his eyes, "please just tell me?" Chanse pleaded...He shook his head no.
And thanks to everyone else who has been reading along!
P.S. - I'm looking for someone to be a beta reader for at least this story and its sequel...and maybe the other stories I'm soon to be writing (if they're willing to)?! So if anyone knows of a beta reader wanting to beta read, or if you're a beta reader wanting to beta read, please e-mail me at Jax31583@yahoo.com and tell me and I'll e-mail you back. THANK YOU!
Chapter 30: Firenze
Blaise turned and saw Millicent Bulstrode, a second year Slytherin, standing there staring at Blaise and Chanse with disgusted in her eyes, "Blaise what are you doing with that goody-goody, Ravenclaw girl?" she snickered.
Blaise looked at Chanse, who snapped out of her daze, "Well Millicent..." Blaise got in Millicent's face.
"I was just leaving," Chanse whispered as she pushed her way past Millicent, "and Blaise I'll watch where I'm walking next time..." Chanse continued walking up the stairs, and then she turned around back to Millicent and Blaise, "I'm sorry for bumping into you."
Chanse walked up the rotating stairs leaving Millicent, staring Chanse down, as Chanse walked up the stairs, and Blaise, who had her mouth wide open as she, too, watched Chanse walked up the stairs. "So that Ravenclaw bitch bumped into you?" Millicent smirked, "want me to get Pansy, and some other girls together and..."
"No," Blaise quickly hissed at Millicent.
"Why?" Millicent squeaked.
"Because I think she's learned her lesson." Blaise looked up at Chanse, right as she disappeared into the shadows, towards the Ravenclaw entrance hallway, "come on." Blaise pushed Millicent towards the courtyard.
When Chanse finally got to the Ravenclaw entrance, "Snuffleup." Chanse sighed.
"Incorrect." The knight sternly hissed at Chanse.
Chanse's head shot up and looked at the knight, "What?!" Chanse squeaked, "That was the password this morning." Chanse yelled.
"Well if you were a real Ravenclaw you would have know it was changed to something else."
"I don't need this shit..." Chanse grabbed her hair, "just let me the fuck in."
"Foooxlin calm down, and suuuch language." A wispy voice laughed.
Chanse looked up and saw the shadow of the grey lady on the walls, "Hello Lady...when was the password changed?"
"This morning," she laughed, "you probably were asleep."
"Yeah," Chanse looked down at the ground, "late night studying for O.W.L.S."
"Well it was changed to Plutous." And with a gust of wind Grey Lady vanished.
"Thank you," Chanse whispered.
She looked up at the knight, "Excuse me?"
"Password?"
"Plutous." The painting swung open, and Chanse walked in.
She quietly walked past some Ravenclaw students, who were studying.
When she got to her dorm room door, she slowly turned the doorknob and walked in, and softly closed the door behind her.
She walked over to her balcony door, and opened in and walked out onto. She looked out onto the courtyard, which had many students all around it, but there was barely any noise...everyone was busy studying...even the twins.
Chanse half smiled, as she continued to look around the courtyard, till she came upon Blaise, who was sitting on the fountain's ledge, studying from a book. Chanse smiled and thought, 'We're even now...you owe me nothing, and I owe you nothing...we can continue on with our lives...Slytherin and Ravenclaw.' Chanse took one last glance, and walked inside.
She walked over to Geno, who was sitting on top of his cage, "Come here Geno." Chanse stuck her arm out, and Geno stepped onto it.
Chanse carried Geno back over to her bed, where she let Geno hop onto the bedposts, while Chanse got her legs under the covers. Then Chanse reached to the bedpost and Geno stepped onto her hand, and Chanse lowered him onto her lap, which was covered in covers, and began to pet him. 'Are you ok Chanse?' Geno whispered in Chanse's head.
Chanse sighed, continued petting him, and looked away at the window. Geno nodded his head, and curled up in the covers.
Stayed sitting on her bed petting Geno till about six thirty at night, when Cho came into the room, "Man I can't wait for...Chanse," Cho quickly dropped her books, on a table and walked over to Chanse's bed and began to sit down, "Chanse..."
"Watch out for Geno." Chanse whispered, as she pointed down at the sleeping bundle of feathers.
"Oh sorry," Cho carefully sat down on the bed, "Angelina and I waited for you in the library but you never showed..."
"I know."
"What happened? You still need to study...this potion I don't think you can take before the test, but for studying you can...but you still need to study."
"I don't care anymore," Chanse sharply whispered, as she continued petting Geno. She looked down at Geno, "I just want to leave, and go home where it's safe...and...for Oliver to be ok. Even if that means..." Chanse stopped and looked up and out the window, "not being a part of his life..." Chanse looked down at the floor next to the bed.
Cho's mouth dropped and she looked at Chanse, puzzled, "Why would you want to be out of Oliver's life?"
"It's not that I WANT to be out of Oliver's life..." Chanse's voice trailed off.
"Ok...then why do you think that you being out of Oliver's life would be ok?"
"Just everything seriously bad that's happened to Oliver has happened because of me." Chanse looked back down at Geno.
"Oliver falling in love with you wasn't a bad thing." Cho said calmly.
Chanse quickly looked up at her, "Yes it was," She rolled the cover s off her a little and still stayed in the bed, "because I fell back in love with him." Chanse gasped, as tears formed in her eyes...she pushed them back, "and now that I finally found someone I love...and truly love, he's going to die..." her voice trailed off, cause she knew if she spoke anymore she would cry.
She pushed the covers off, carefully, not to wake Geno, and crawled out of bed. She walked over to the balcony doors, and picked up a small chair, and carried it out onto the balcony.
"How?" Cho asked, as she walked out onto the balcony and leaned against the railing.
"Cho pop quiz," Chanse whispered, not looking at Cho, but staring at the little rays of light on the balcony floor, "What is the Augurey famous for sounding like?"
"Um," Cho thought, "the Augurey makes its own music, but it is legend that the Augurey's music has the same effect as the banshee." Cho said proudly.
"Good...spin off question," Chanse was still looking at the ground, "what is the banshee famous for?"
"That's an easy one..." Cho cleared her thought, "the banshee is famous for let out a terrible cry or scream, before someone..." Cho looked down at the ground, and whispered, "Dies."
"Good." Chanse said, as she looked at the courtyard through the small stone railing pillars.
Cho stood there staring at the ground and then she bent down to Chanse, who was still staring off into the courtyard, "That's why you were so scared of the Augurey when it started to cry." Cho whispered, and Chanse nodded.
"Because it signaled to me," Chanse looked up at Cho, "that Oliver is going to die."
Cho slid her hands over Chanse's and gripped tightly. Cho helped Chanse up on her feet, and hugged her, "I'm here for you." Cho whispered in Chanse's ear, and Chanse's nodded.
"SUPPER TIME!" a Hufflepuff girl yelled from the courtyard.
Cho and Chanse looked over the railing, and saw everyone pack up their things, and ran to the Great Hall, "I think we should be going,: Chanse whispered.
"Yeah, cause we get to do the potion." Cho smiled, as she swung her vial back and forth in front of Chanse's face.
"I don't have one, remember?"
"Oh yes you do," Cho pulled another vial out and handed it to Chanse, "there you are." Cho she laughed.
Chanse laughed, and they both walked out of their dorm, leaving Geno to sleep, and down to the Great Hall to eat, and try their potion.
When they reached the Great Hall, Angelina was sitting with the rest of the Gryffindor house, laughing and smiling, "Well I guess she's not eating with us."
"That's ok." Cho smiled, as she walked over and sat down next to Roger, "Hey Roger," Cho opened the vial and poured it in her pumpkin juice.
"What was that?" Roger asked pointing to the goblet of pumpkin juice in Cho's hand.
"It's for my period." Cho and Chanse laughed, as they watched Roger looked at her with embarrassment.
"Oh...um....sorry." Roger quickly turned around and began to quickly eat.
Chanse hit Cho before she could take a sip, "Why did you tell him that?" Chanse whispered.
"Because that way he wouldn't ask me again, and any other guy that asked, Roger would signal to them that I was on my period, and that is what that was for." Cho smiled.
"Oh." Chanse laughed.
"Go away put yours in," Cho nudged Chanse, "Roger won't ask you because he'll assume that you're on your period too." She laughed again.
Chanse nodded her head and opened the vial and poured the liquid in her juice.
Cho and Chanse picked up their goblets and looked at each other, "Well we should toast something..." Cho began to say.
"This doesn't feel right without Angelina." Chanse whispered, as she looked over at Angelina who was looking at them and holding her glass towards them.
"I think she's waiting for us," Cho laughed.
"Yeah," Chanse laughed back.
"To friendship!" Angelina stood up and yelled from across the tables, and a couple of people from the house got quiet and raised their glasses.
Cho and Chanse looked over at Angelina who was still standing waiting for one of them to help her out, "To life!" Cho stood up and yelled, and more people to notice to what was going on.
Angelina and Cho looked down at Chanse, who stood up, and by this time everyone was becoming quiet and raising their glasses, "To..." Chanse voice trailed off as she searched for the right ending. She took a deep breath in and held her glass up high, "To love!" she shouted, and everyone raised their glasses high and drank down their drinks.
Angelina, Cho, and Chanse all sat down and finished their drinks and began to eat.
After dinner, Angelina found Cho and Chanse and they all walked back to the library, were they all sat down, "Do you think it worked?" Angelina whispered.
"I don't know," Cho whispered back, "I don't feel anymore different...what about you Chanse?"
Chanse was busy staring out the window, which was in view of the side of Oliver's window, "Chanse?" Angelina waved her hand in front of Chanse's face.
"No...no difference."
"Well there's only one way to tell," Angelina smiled as she opened her potions book, "Chanse, what is the main ingredient in the shrinking potion?"
"Rat spleen." Chanse whispered, not taking her eyes off the window.
"Wow I think it worked!" Cho yelled.
"SHHH!" everyone in the library hissed.
"Sorry," Cho loudly whispered, "Chanse can you believe it?"
"No I..." Chanse's voice trailed off. She leaned closer to the window and looked out at Oliver's window in horror.
"What's wrong Chanse?" Angelina asked, as she looked out the window. She saw a small green bird, flying outside Oliver's window, "That damn Augurey needs to..." Angelina leaned even closer to the window, with amazement, "Now there's a flock of Augureys outside Oliver's window." Angelina laughed.
Cho pushed Angelina out of the way and looked at all the Augureys flying outside.
Cho quickly turned around and saw Chanse fall back into her chair...unconscious.
"Chanse," Cho tapped Chanse's faced but there was no response, "CHANSE!" Cho screamed, as tears began to build in her eyes.
"MADAM PINCE!" Angelina screamed, as she stood up behind Cho.
Within seconds Madam Pince, the school librarian, came running up to Cho and Angelina, "What...WHAT HAPPENED?!" she screamed, as she looked at Chanse.
"I don't know...she was fine one minute and the next, well," Cho stuttered.
"Quickly girls get her to the hospital." Madam Pince pointed the girls to the exit.
Cho and Angelina picked Chanse up, and carefully made their way out of the library and down to the hospital.
When they reached the hospital Angelina kicked at the door, "Coming." Mrs. Pomfrey yelled from her desk, as she walked to the door. "Hello?" Mrs. Pomfrey said as she opened the door, "oh my not again...DOBBY WINKY COME QUICKLY AND BRING THE STRETCHER!" she screamed.
Chanse woke up late at night. She looked around the room, and saw the moonlight creating a shadow on the floor, from the window, "What happened?" she whispered to herself, "The last thing I remember is...the Augureys!" Chanse gasped.
She threw off her covers, and grabbed her robe, and slid it on her, and carefully opened the door. She peeked her head outside the door, and looked down the hallway where she saw a faint light coming from around the corner, at the end of the hallway.
Chanse stepped out into the hallway, closing the door behind her, and she looked down the hallway to see if there was any movement...none. She tip- toed across the hallway, to Oliver's door, she placed her hand on the doorknob, and looked down the hallway, one last time.
She softly pushed the door open, and slipped in through the crack, and turned the handle, once more, and pushed the door, softly, shut.
Chanse turned around and looked around the room, which was pitch black. She searched the room for something to light the room, but there was nothing. She carefully bent down to the ground and crawled across the ground towards Oliver's bed.
When she reached his bed, she followed the bed, around to the other side of it. The door opened.
"Ok Oliver how are we doing?" Mrs. Pomfrey whispered, as she walked in the room, and lit it up.
Chanse ducked and leaned up against the side of the bed. She listened as Mrs. Pomfrey walked around the other side of the bed, and fluffed Oliver's pillow.
"What the..." Mrs. Pomfrey sternly stated.
Chanse closed her eyes, and began to roll over so she could stand up. "Look Oliver a letter from a fellow classmate," Chanse quickly sat back down, "Let's see who it's from?"
Mrs. Pomfrey opened the small letter and began to read it to Oliver, "To Oliver. From Harry...Look it's from Harry," Chanse peeked her eyes over the side of the bed and looked at Mrs. Pomfrey waving the letter in the air, acting like Oliver was awake, "Oliver get well soon. Quidditch needs you..." Mrs. Pomfrey's voice faded off. She took a deep breath in, "Chanse needs you. ~Harry~"
Mrs. Pomfrey laid the letter down on the table and fixed Oliver's IV bag, "Should we get some outside light in here?" Mrs. Pomfrey smiled as she walked over to the window, and threw the curtains open, and turned to Oliver, "That's better."
Mrs. Pomfrey turned and walked out of the room.
Chanse listened till she heard the door shut, and she slowly stood up and looked down at Oliver, 'He's so peaceful' Chanse thought, 'like nothing could touch him...or hurt him.'
"Chanse?" Chanse faintly heard Mrs. Pomfrey shout from across the hall.
Chanse walked over to the door and pulled out her wand, "Alohomora retexo." Chanse whispered, and heard the door lock. Chanse turned around and leaned against the door, staring at Oliver.
A few seconds later, Chanse heard bangs on the door from Mrs. Pomfrey, "Chanse open this door!" she continued banging, "NOW!" she screamed.
Chanse turned around and looked at the door, listening to Mrs. Pomfrey bang and bang. Chanse held her wand to the door, "Quietus..." her voice faded off, as the sound of Mrs. Pomfrey's banging silenced.
Chanse bowed her head, and turned around, very calmly, and saw something so unbelievable that she dropped her wand.
"Firenze?" Chanse gasped, as she looked at the ghostly figure across the room, in the light of the moonlight from the window.
The figure nodded.
Chanse began to walk towards Firenze, but he put his hand up to her and shook his head.
Chanse stopped, "Why can't I come to you?"
He shook his head.
"Why don't you talk?"
Firenze smiled at her, and then his smiled faded away when he looked over at Oliver. He looked back up at Chanse, then at Oliver again.
"Oliver?" Chanse whispered.
Firenze nodded. "What about him?" Chanse shook her head, "How do I save him? What's the last part?"
Firenze looked at Chanse, and wiped at tear from his eyes, "please just tell me?" Chanse pleaded...He shook his head no.