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"Yes?" said McGonagall.
"Is the leader dead?" Padma asked solemnly.
"We think so."
The twins hugged each other again.
"Harry Potter, Professor Dumbledore has requested that you see him as soon
as possible. You should leave now." She looked up at him in a manner that made
most everything feel important. Simple urgency.
Harry gathered his belongings and headed out into the hall.
"Pssssst! Harry!" a voice called from the left of him.
Harry looked over to see En Winters running over to him, quite out of
breath. "Miss Winters?"
She rested her hands on her knees and panted for a moment, "Harry, come
quick! I don't know what I've done.Oh God." She grabbed his hand and yanked
him in the opposite way of Dumbledore's office. "I know you can help!"
She dragged him outside into the snow. She looked around panicked and
then threw herself onto Harry as a giant creature of white lunged at them.
"What was that?!" demanded a wet and snowy Harry. He stood up to see for
himself.
Crouched ten feet from them was a snow cat. Not the kind that live in the
snow, but one that was made of it. It was some sort of leopard or jaguar. The snow had simply come alive! Snow brushed past them, and they look down in horror. It was a boa made of snow!
"En! What did you do?!" asked Harry, jumping away from the snake.
The landscape was changing in front of their eyes. Trees made of snow rose
out from the ground, and snowy vines wrapped themselves around them.
"I asked it to." she trailed off, ducking as a branch grew from a tree and
nearly hit them.
"You asked what to do what?" said Harry moving out of the way of leaf-
cutter ants, carrying leaves made of snow. The white jungle was getting more
complex, and they had lost sight of the jaguar.
"I asked the snow to tell me what happened to me," she said quietly. Her
voice echoed in the snow. Her eyes lit up, "Hear that?"
"Hear what?" Harry asked as the forest grew darker.
"It's silent," she said in a whisper, "no sound but snow." She put her hand on
a tree next to them. "It isn't real."
The jaguar crossed their path, but didn't look at them. It snarled sliently and
jumped into the tree intently looking at something.
Harry and En froze and watched. A white snow person walked into the forest
scene. She had an explorer type hat on, and she looked very cautious.
Harry watched silently. The person was a young woman, haired pulled back
into a ponytail, but Harry had no doubt in his mind, "It's you Miss Winters."
En nodded but kept her eyes on her snow twin. "Why am I in the jungle?"
she whispered to herself.
The inevitable happened. The jaguar jumped from the tree and onto the
snow En Winters, knocking her down. It started to change.
The real En fell to her knees and covered her mouth. "It's so familiar."then
she started to shake her head, "No more. NO!"
The snow dissolved from its jungle shape and promptly fell upon En and
Harry.
"Ahh!" yelped Harry as he was buried from the chest down. There was no
jungle made of snow, only a gigantic heap of cold, wet snow which was very difficult to get out of. He freed an arm and brushed the snow out of his hair and off of his face and worked on freeing his other arm and wand. He stopped suddenly. "M-miss Winters?" She had been kneeling when the snow fell! She was buried! He had to melt the snow quickly.
"Incendio!"
The voice was coming from behind him, and he couldn't swivel around far enough to see who it was. Not that he needed to. Harry could recognize it from
anywhere. The snow around him started to grow softer.
"Professor Snape!" yelled Harry urgently, "she's trapped underneath!"
Harry finally reached his wand and shouted "Incendio!"
Snape hadn't said anything but continued to melt the snow with exigency. He
ran over to where a bit of gold hair was now peaking through the snow and dug her out by hand. Harry understood, the spell might have burned her if it got too close. Snape pulled her out of the snow, and picked her up. He turned to face Harry.
"Potter," he looked ferociously angry, but didn't know what to say. "You
had better get over to see Professor Dumbledore."
En looked purple-blue from the cold and Snape took off his coat and put it
around her. Snape glared over at Harry with a "get moving!" sort of look.
Harry rushed off into Hogwarts, soaking wet into Dumbledore's office. He
climbed the staircase and nearly tripped over the rug.
"Mr. Potter," said a worried Dumbledore, "I see that you took quite a detour
getting here."
Harry sat down exhaustedly into the chair. "I-Sir. well uh." he started.
"So she's understanding now," said the old wizard sadly, "I had hoped that
she would remember later, and not in such an unpleasant way. I don't know all the details myself, it's mostly speculatory."
"What did you want to see me for?" questioned Harry, knowing that
Dumbledore wouldn't divulge anything about En until after business.
"I want you to serve as a roll model of sorts. You are very brave Harry, I was
hoping you could perhaps have influence on the other students in your situation. I doubt that even C.A.W.S. would attack you, if they wanted to keep any public
backing. Bad publicity you know. Not many people know that C.A.W.S. is under the
authority of You-Know-Who. Don't worry about Miss Winters, Harry. She has more friends than she knows."
Harry didn't know what to say. He nodded slowly. The last of the snow in his
hair had melted and Harry was shivering. His nose was running too. He felt so
childish and unprotected. He didn't feel 16 at all. It was na‹ve to think that he may get a year of peace from Voldemort. He hated being so vulnerable. Can't he just have a normal year? Where his biggest troubles were just getting a date? Not even butterbeer would make him feel warm.
He shuffled out of Dumbledore's office over to the infirmary. No patronus
would help him get this cold feeling out of him. He got two steps into the infirmary when he tripped. He fell on the cold marble floor. It felt good to be laying there. So good. This was real. Just him and the floor, and he was so cold and tired.
Dancing again, but something didn't feel right. Something was happening.
Lily pointed silently into the corner and screamed speechlessly. She buried her head into his chest. Instinctively he pulled her close. He drew his wand but the damage had already been done. Lily was crying and trying pull away from him.
Harry woke up under those familiar white sheets. He had had that horrible
dream again, where he was his father at the Yule Ball. Pomfrey was no where to be seen. Neither was En, whom he had expected to be in the infirmary with him. He snuck out in his pajamas and into Gryffindor. Ron nearly jumped on him yet again.
"Where've you been Harry?" he asked in a worried tone. "Haven't seen you
since McGonagall's class!" He helped Harry over to the couch in front of the fire. "You look awful Harry! Have you been to the infirmary?"
"Why else do you think I'm in my pajamas?" Harry said, too tired to feel
embarrassed as a pack of girls walked by. He drank some hot chocolate that Ron
had been holding.
"Because this morning's Potions was cancelled," smiled Ron.
Harry spit out all of the hot chocolate in his mouth, narrowly missing Ron.
"Hey! What was that for?" questioned Ron as Harry sat up and ran past
him.
"She wasn't in the infirmary!" Harry called back, making Ron even more
bewildered.
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"Yes?" said McGonagall.
"Is the leader dead?" Padma asked solemnly.
"We think so."
The twins hugged each other again.
"Harry Potter, Professor Dumbledore has requested that you see him as soon
as possible. You should leave now." She looked up at him in a manner that made
most everything feel important. Simple urgency.
Harry gathered his belongings and headed out into the hall.
"Pssssst! Harry!" a voice called from the left of him.
Harry looked over to see En Winters running over to him, quite out of
breath. "Miss Winters?"
She rested her hands on her knees and panted for a moment, "Harry, come
quick! I don't know what I've done.Oh God." She grabbed his hand and yanked
him in the opposite way of Dumbledore's office. "I know you can help!"
She dragged him outside into the snow. She looked around panicked and
then threw herself onto Harry as a giant creature of white lunged at them.
"What was that?!" demanded a wet and snowy Harry. He stood up to see for
himself.
Crouched ten feet from them was a snow cat. Not the kind that live in the
snow, but one that was made of it. It was some sort of leopard or jaguar. The snow had simply come alive! Snow brushed past them, and they look down in horror. It was a boa made of snow!
"En! What did you do?!" asked Harry, jumping away from the snake.
The landscape was changing in front of their eyes. Trees made of snow rose
out from the ground, and snowy vines wrapped themselves around them.
"I asked it to." she trailed off, ducking as a branch grew from a tree and
nearly hit them.
"You asked what to do what?" said Harry moving out of the way of leaf-
cutter ants, carrying leaves made of snow. The white jungle was getting more
complex, and they had lost sight of the jaguar.
"I asked the snow to tell me what happened to me," she said quietly. Her
voice echoed in the snow. Her eyes lit up, "Hear that?"
"Hear what?" Harry asked as the forest grew darker.
"It's silent," she said in a whisper, "no sound but snow." She put her hand on
a tree next to them. "It isn't real."
The jaguar crossed their path, but didn't look at them. It snarled sliently and
jumped into the tree intently looking at something.
Harry and En froze and watched. A white snow person walked into the forest
scene. She had an explorer type hat on, and she looked very cautious.
Harry watched silently. The person was a young woman, haired pulled back
into a ponytail, but Harry had no doubt in his mind, "It's you Miss Winters."
En nodded but kept her eyes on her snow twin. "Why am I in the jungle?"
she whispered to herself.
The inevitable happened. The jaguar jumped from the tree and onto the
snow En Winters, knocking her down. It started to change.
The real En fell to her knees and covered her mouth. "It's so familiar."then
she started to shake her head, "No more. NO!"
The snow dissolved from its jungle shape and promptly fell upon En and
Harry.
"Ahh!" yelped Harry as he was buried from the chest down. There was no
jungle made of snow, only a gigantic heap of cold, wet snow which was very difficult to get out of. He freed an arm and brushed the snow out of his hair and off of his face and worked on freeing his other arm and wand. He stopped suddenly. "M-miss Winters?" She had been kneeling when the snow fell! She was buried! He had to melt the snow quickly.
"Incendio!"
The voice was coming from behind him, and he couldn't swivel around far enough to see who it was. Not that he needed to. Harry could recognize it from
anywhere. The snow around him started to grow softer.
"Professor Snape!" yelled Harry urgently, "she's trapped underneath!"
Harry finally reached his wand and shouted "Incendio!"
Snape hadn't said anything but continued to melt the snow with exigency. He
ran over to where a bit of gold hair was now peaking through the snow and dug her out by hand. Harry understood, the spell might have burned her if it got too close. Snape pulled her out of the snow, and picked her up. He turned to face Harry.
"Potter," he looked ferociously angry, but didn't know what to say. "You
had better get over to see Professor Dumbledore."
En looked purple-blue from the cold and Snape took off his coat and put it
around her. Snape glared over at Harry with a "get moving!" sort of look.
Harry rushed off into Hogwarts, soaking wet into Dumbledore's office. He
climbed the staircase and nearly tripped over the rug.
"Mr. Potter," said a worried Dumbledore, "I see that you took quite a detour
getting here."
Harry sat down exhaustedly into the chair. "I-Sir. well uh." he started.
"So she's understanding now," said the old wizard sadly, "I had hoped that
she would remember later, and not in such an unpleasant way. I don't know all the details myself, it's mostly speculatory."
"What did you want to see me for?" questioned Harry, knowing that
Dumbledore wouldn't divulge anything about En until after business.
"I want you to serve as a roll model of sorts. You are very brave Harry, I was
hoping you could perhaps have influence on the other students in your situation. I doubt that even C.A.W.S. would attack you, if they wanted to keep any public
backing. Bad publicity you know. Not many people know that C.A.W.S. is under the
authority of You-Know-Who. Don't worry about Miss Winters, Harry. She has more friends than she knows."
Harry didn't know what to say. He nodded slowly. The last of the snow in his
hair had melted and Harry was shivering. His nose was running too. He felt so
childish and unprotected. He didn't feel 16 at all. It was na‹ve to think that he may get a year of peace from Voldemort. He hated being so vulnerable. Can't he just have a normal year? Where his biggest troubles were just getting a date? Not even butterbeer would make him feel warm.
He shuffled out of Dumbledore's office over to the infirmary. No patronus
would help him get this cold feeling out of him. He got two steps into the infirmary when he tripped. He fell on the cold marble floor. It felt good to be laying there. So good. This was real. Just him and the floor, and he was so cold and tired.
Dancing again, but something didn't feel right. Something was happening.
Lily pointed silently into the corner and screamed speechlessly. She buried her head into his chest. Instinctively he pulled her close. He drew his wand but the damage had already been done. Lily was crying and trying pull away from him.
Harry woke up under those familiar white sheets. He had had that horrible
dream again, where he was his father at the Yule Ball. Pomfrey was no where to be seen. Neither was En, whom he had expected to be in the infirmary with him. He snuck out in his pajamas and into Gryffindor. Ron nearly jumped on him yet again.
"Where've you been Harry?" he asked in a worried tone. "Haven't seen you
since McGonagall's class!" He helped Harry over to the couch in front of the fire. "You look awful Harry! Have you been to the infirmary?"
"Why else do you think I'm in my pajamas?" Harry said, too tired to feel
embarrassed as a pack of girls walked by. He drank some hot chocolate that Ron
had been holding.
"Because this morning's Potions was cancelled," smiled Ron.
Harry spit out all of the hot chocolate in his mouth, narrowly missing Ron.
"Hey! What was that for?" questioned Ron as Harry sat up and ran past
him.
"She wasn't in the infirmary!" Harry called back, making Ron even more
bewildered.
** Yeah, a little more action! ALL WILL BE EXPLAINED I SWEAR!
R&R! The Cirque Ammorette is only a few chapters or so away!**