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Chapter 2: The Dream Protector
As Harry and Remy made their way up to Gryffindor tower, Harry vaguely heard himself explaining the things around the castle to her. When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Remy finally spoke.
"Good day to you Lady Rita." Harry looked at Remy with a quizzical look, then looked to the Fat Lady.
"My dear child," The Fat Lady said. "The only people to know my name outside of the portraits are Dumbledore, and a lovely young girl named Sula." Remy smiled. "Dear me! Do you know Sula?"
"I do. She told if I should see you, to say good day."
"My, my. How is dear Sula doing? Last time I saw her, she was dating that Rid-" Remy coughed, forcing the Lady to stop. "Ah, yes." The Fat Lady moved her eyes until they fell upon Harry. "My dear boy! Have you come back already? Isn't dinner still going on?"
"Yes it is, but Professor Dumbledore asked me to escort Remy here," He said, motioning his head towards Remy. "To Gryffindor, her house." The Fat Lady cocked an eyebrow at Remy, then turned to Harry.
"Password?"
"Merryweather." Harry answered. The Fat Lady swung open on her hinges revealing a hole leading into Gryffindor Tower. Harry moved aside to let Remy in first, then crawled in after her, the portrait hole closing after him. When he stepped into the common room, he saw Remy standing near the fire looking around. "The girl's dormitory is up the first flight of steps to the right." Harry said, breaking the awkward silence that filled the room. He watched as she slowly turned around to face him. Then he watched as her eyes flickered from him to something behind him.
"O, what are you doing here?" Remy asked. Harry turned around to find out who Remy was talking about, and came face to face with…air? Harry looked around, trying to figure out what she was talking about when he felt a pull on his pant leg.
"Down here." A voice said. Harry looked down to see a gnome staring up at him. The gnome was rolling his hat in one of his hands while playing with his long beard in the other. Harry almost laughed. It looked like a miniature version of Hagrid. The gnome looked up and down at Harry as if measuring him, then ran over to stand at Remy's feet. "Miss Remy! Miss Remy! Messa bring news! About you know what." The gnome reached into his hat a pulled out a small piece of parchment and handed it to Remy. Remy read it over then handed it back.
"Good. Now go to my mother and tell her I'll talk to Professor Dumbledore about you know what later." The gnome nodded.
"Right. Bye Miss Remy."
"Goodbye O." The gnome smiled and ran into a darkened corner where it disappeared. Remy smiled and shook her head slightly as she walked over to the stairs. "First flight to the right. Right?" Harry was still in a stupor when Remy spoke, but shook it off. He had seen gnomes before, when he helped Ron and his brothers de-gnome the garden. Why was this one so different? "Harry?" Harry was so deep in thought, that he was totally oblivious to Remy on the landing waiting for his answer.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, first flight to the right." Harry felt his face grow warm when Remy smiled her thanks.
"Good night Harry, pleasant dreams."
"Er…yeah, same to you." Remy smiled again making Harry grow red again. When he had heard the door to the dormitory close, Harry shook his head vigorously to get the blushing to stop. What is wrong with me?, he thought. I didn't even act this way around Cho the first time I met her. Harry dropped himself on a couch in front of the fire, and sat there looking into the golden flames, only looking up when he heard someone come into the common room.
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked, setting herself in the empty seat on the left of Harry. Ron sat in the armchair next to the couch.
"I was just thinking about the new girl." Harry answered.
"Oy! You already developing a crush on the new girl Harry?" Ron asked nosily. "It took me four years to start liking Hermione here. The it took me another two to ask her to be my girlfriend." Hermione blushed. It was true. Over the summer. Ron and Hermione started dating. Ron keeps saying that he was extremely happy to have her as a girlfriend, and that his brothers weren't at Hogwarts anymore to tease him about it. "Now here you are, in the first hour you start liking the girl."
"No, it isn't that. There's just something about her. Like she has this aura hanging around her that makes me go all…blah. You know, that way guys do around veelas."
"You mean you're going to jump off the balcony?" Hermione teased.
"Very funny." Harry said, remembering the way he acted the first time around a veela at the Quidditch world tournament. "No, I guess it's not like that. There's just something about her." The boys heard a small intake of breath from Hermione, and Ron groaned when he saw that ' I told you so' look.
"See Ron! Harry senses something too." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Fine. I guess you're right. If Harry senses something than I guess I can't disagree." He said reluctantly.
"So what do you think is different about her?" Harry asked. They both shrugged.
"I have an idea how we can find out." Hermione said.
"How?" Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Well," She started, bending in closer so no one else would over hear. "She's staying in my dormitory, so how about I get all chummy with her and see if she ever tells me anything." Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows at her.
"It's a good plan Hermione, but-" Harry said.
"Have you been hanging around Malfoy Hermione?" Ron interrupted. "Yeah it's a good plan, but being friends with someone just to find something out from them. That's low, even for us." Hermione stared at him with a questioning look. "But I like it." The three all smiled and moved closer to start conducting their plan, unknowing that someone was watching them.
"I thought that they'd be less conniving then that, but that plan is good. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, wonderfully simple yet brilliant." Another voice said. The other person closed the door with a click, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione to conduct their plan unheard.
***
Later that night, Hermione said goodnight to Harry and Ron, and walked into the girls' dormitory to start her plan. When she walked in, she saw that the dormitory had changed a little so it could fit six beds instead of five. Gathered around the farthest bed from the door, which she presumed to be Remy's, was the rest of the 7th year girls in the dormitory. Hermione dropped her cloak on her bed and walked over to the group. It didn't take long to see what all the hype was about. Perched on Remy's arm was a beautiful white horned owl with brilliant blue eyes.
"What's its name?" Lavender asked.
"Her name is Penelope." Remy answered.
"She's so beautiful!" Parvati said. "Can I touch her?"
"Alright, just let her nip you so she knows you aren't afraid of her." Remy saw the worried looks on the girl's faces and smiled. "She doesn't nip hard."
"Okay." Parvati reached out her hand towards Penelope, and let her nip her. When Penelope did so, she stretched out her head so Parvati could stoke her. "She's so soft." Penelope hooted softly in content of being the center of attention.
"Where did you get her?" Hermione finally asked, announcing her presence in the room to everyone.
"Oh, Hermione, I didn't see you there." Lavender said with a small smile.
"Penelope is one of our family owls. My mother let me bring her along with me." Remy said smoothly. "Would you like to stroke her Hermione? I'm sure she'd like it." Hermione stared at Remy quizzically, then smiled.
"Sure." Hermione stepped forward and stretched out her hand. After letting Penelope nip at her, Hermione began stroking Penelope's feathers. "She is very soft." Hermione looked up at Remy and saw her smiling at her. Hermione smiled back. Well, she certainly doesn't seem evil enough to worry about. She thought.
Hours later, well after everyone was asleep, in the boys dormitory, Harry awoke to the feeling of a soft brush caress his cheek. He opened eyes to see a blurry soft blue light in the shape of a figure with wings sitting at the edge of his bed. By the time he reached over and put on his glasses, the figure was gone. Weird. He said to himself. Then took off his glasses and fell back asleep.
"Did it work?" A voice asked.
"Yes, for the night. He is protected from his demons for now. As long as he's as strong as everyone says him to be, then this won't be required for much longer." A soft voice answered.
"Right." The door to the boy's dormitory closed, and the voices disappeared, for now.
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Chapter 2: The Dream Protector
As Harry and Remy made their way up to Gryffindor tower, Harry vaguely heard himself explaining the things around the castle to her. When they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Remy finally spoke.
"Good day to you Lady Rita." Harry looked at Remy with a quizzical look, then looked to the Fat Lady.
"My dear child," The Fat Lady said. "The only people to know my name outside of the portraits are Dumbledore, and a lovely young girl named Sula." Remy smiled. "Dear me! Do you know Sula?"
"I do. She told if I should see you, to say good day."
"My, my. How is dear Sula doing? Last time I saw her, she was dating that Rid-" Remy coughed, forcing the Lady to stop. "Ah, yes." The Fat Lady moved her eyes until they fell upon Harry. "My dear boy! Have you come back already? Isn't dinner still going on?"
"Yes it is, but Professor Dumbledore asked me to escort Remy here," He said, motioning his head towards Remy. "To Gryffindor, her house." The Fat Lady cocked an eyebrow at Remy, then turned to Harry.
"Password?"
"Merryweather." Harry answered. The Fat Lady swung open on her hinges revealing a hole leading into Gryffindor Tower. Harry moved aside to let Remy in first, then crawled in after her, the portrait hole closing after him. When he stepped into the common room, he saw Remy standing near the fire looking around. "The girl's dormitory is up the first flight of steps to the right." Harry said, breaking the awkward silence that filled the room. He watched as she slowly turned around to face him. Then he watched as her eyes flickered from him to something behind him.
"O, what are you doing here?" Remy asked. Harry turned around to find out who Remy was talking about, and came face to face with…air? Harry looked around, trying to figure out what she was talking about when he felt a pull on his pant leg.
"Down here." A voice said. Harry looked down to see a gnome staring up at him. The gnome was rolling his hat in one of his hands while playing with his long beard in the other. Harry almost laughed. It looked like a miniature version of Hagrid. The gnome looked up and down at Harry as if measuring him, then ran over to stand at Remy's feet. "Miss Remy! Miss Remy! Messa bring news! About you know what." The gnome reached into his hat a pulled out a small piece of parchment and handed it to Remy. Remy read it over then handed it back.
"Good. Now go to my mother and tell her I'll talk to Professor Dumbledore about you know what later." The gnome nodded.
"Right. Bye Miss Remy."
"Goodbye O." The gnome smiled and ran into a darkened corner where it disappeared. Remy smiled and shook her head slightly as she walked over to the stairs. "First flight to the right. Right?" Harry was still in a stupor when Remy spoke, but shook it off. He had seen gnomes before, when he helped Ron and his brothers de-gnome the garden. Why was this one so different? "Harry?" Harry was so deep in thought, that he was totally oblivious to Remy on the landing waiting for his answer.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, first flight to the right." Harry felt his face grow warm when Remy smiled her thanks.
"Good night Harry, pleasant dreams."
"Er…yeah, same to you." Remy smiled again making Harry grow red again. When he had heard the door to the dormitory close, Harry shook his head vigorously to get the blushing to stop. What is wrong with me?, he thought. I didn't even act this way around Cho the first time I met her. Harry dropped himself on a couch in front of the fire, and sat there looking into the golden flames, only looking up when he heard someone come into the common room.
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked, setting herself in the empty seat on the left of Harry. Ron sat in the armchair next to the couch.
"I was just thinking about the new girl." Harry answered.
"Oy! You already developing a crush on the new girl Harry?" Ron asked nosily. "It took me four years to start liking Hermione here. The it took me another two to ask her to be my girlfriend." Hermione blushed. It was true. Over the summer. Ron and Hermione started dating. Ron keeps saying that he was extremely happy to have her as a girlfriend, and that his brothers weren't at Hogwarts anymore to tease him about it. "Now here you are, in the first hour you start liking the girl."
"No, it isn't that. There's just something about her. Like she has this aura hanging around her that makes me go all…blah. You know, that way guys do around veelas."
"You mean you're going to jump off the balcony?" Hermione teased.
"Very funny." Harry said, remembering the way he acted the first time around a veela at the Quidditch world tournament. "No, I guess it's not like that. There's just something about her." The boys heard a small intake of breath from Hermione, and Ron groaned when he saw that ' I told you so' look.
"See Ron! Harry senses something too." Ron rolled his eyes.
"Fine. I guess you're right. If Harry senses something than I guess I can't disagree." He said reluctantly.
"So what do you think is different about her?" Harry asked. They both shrugged.
"I have an idea how we can find out." Hermione said.
"How?" Ron and Harry said in unison.
"Well," She started, bending in closer so no one else would over hear. "She's staying in my dormitory, so how about I get all chummy with her and see if she ever tells me anything." Harry and Ron raised their eyebrows at her.
"It's a good plan Hermione, but-" Harry said.
"Have you been hanging around Malfoy Hermione?" Ron interrupted. "Yeah it's a good plan, but being friends with someone just to find something out from them. That's low, even for us." Hermione stared at him with a questioning look. "But I like it." The three all smiled and moved closer to start conducting their plan, unknowing that someone was watching them.
"I thought that they'd be less conniving then that, but that plan is good. Don't you think so?"
"Yes, wonderfully simple yet brilliant." Another voice said. The other person closed the door with a click, leaving Harry, Ron, and Hermione to conduct their plan unheard.
***
Later that night, Hermione said goodnight to Harry and Ron, and walked into the girls' dormitory to start her plan. When she walked in, she saw that the dormitory had changed a little so it could fit six beds instead of five. Gathered around the farthest bed from the door, which she presumed to be Remy's, was the rest of the 7th year girls in the dormitory. Hermione dropped her cloak on her bed and walked over to the group. It didn't take long to see what all the hype was about. Perched on Remy's arm was a beautiful white horned owl with brilliant blue eyes.
"What's its name?" Lavender asked.
"Her name is Penelope." Remy answered.
"She's so beautiful!" Parvati said. "Can I touch her?"
"Alright, just let her nip you so she knows you aren't afraid of her." Remy saw the worried looks on the girl's faces and smiled. "She doesn't nip hard."
"Okay." Parvati reached out her hand towards Penelope, and let her nip her. When Penelope did so, she stretched out her head so Parvati could stoke her. "She's so soft." Penelope hooted softly in content of being the center of attention.
"Where did you get her?" Hermione finally asked, announcing her presence in the room to everyone.
"Oh, Hermione, I didn't see you there." Lavender said with a small smile.
"Penelope is one of our family owls. My mother let me bring her along with me." Remy said smoothly. "Would you like to stroke her Hermione? I'm sure she'd like it." Hermione stared at Remy quizzically, then smiled.
"Sure." Hermione stepped forward and stretched out her hand. After letting Penelope nip at her, Hermione began stroking Penelope's feathers. "She is very soft." Hermione looked up at Remy and saw her smiling at her. Hermione smiled back. Well, she certainly doesn't seem evil enough to worry about. She thought.
Hours later, well after everyone was asleep, in the boys dormitory, Harry awoke to the feeling of a soft brush caress his cheek. He opened eyes to see a blurry soft blue light in the shape of a figure with wings sitting at the edge of his bed. By the time he reached over and put on his glasses, the figure was gone. Weird. He said to himself. Then took off his glasses and fell back asleep.
"Did it work?" A voice asked.
"Yes, for the night. He is protected from his demons for now. As long as he's as strong as everyone says him to be, then this won't be required for much longer." A soft voice answered.
"Right." The door to the boy's dormitory closed, and the voices disappeared, for now.
***
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