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"Dementors then Deatheaters. Albus, it's one demonic thing after another," Professor McGonagall slumped on a nearby chair as she and Professor Dumbledore finished calming down the students. "I won't be surprised is the devil himself would turn up in our school one of these days."
"That might be a possibility, Minerva," the old, wise headmaster said as he held a comforting hand on her shoulder. "But never fear. As of before, we have friends to fight against them."
"Why do you trust him so, Albus?" she asked. The great wizard smiled and looked at the night sky out his window.
"He has fought hell, Minerva. He fought with the dark and survived. I am confident he would do it again." Professor McGonagall simply sighed and looked outside.
*** *** ***
"Where do you think the third key is?" Ron asked as they sat in front of the fireplace at the Griffindor common room. Hermione was leaning on him, using him as a pillow. Harry couldn't believe they would show their feeling publicly. And then deny it when asked.
"With the summoner," Ginny said frankly.
"Where's the summoner?" Hermione asked. In truth, Ginny does not know where the summoner was. But she had a feeling Professor Hart knows.
"In any case we need to get that book opened. Maybe that dragon is in there," Harry said as he looked into the flames.
"Next agenda," Ginny sighed and suddenly smiled mischievously. Harry looked at her with bemused expression.
"The operation starts next weekend," Ginny smiled and laid the details to her friends. After she did, they all have mischievous smiles in their faces.
"Ginny sneaky!" Carbuncle said as the little green creature went up the flight of stairs leading to the dormitories.
"Blame my twin brothers," Ron said to Harry and he only nodded in agreement.
*** *** ***
"Doing anything today Professor?" Harry asked Professor Hart as he and Ron found him sitting in the library. The young teacher looked up from his book and smirked.
"It's a weekend, my lords," he sighed. He placed a marker on his book and placed it on the table. "Speaking frankly; I'm bored." Harry and Ron smiled wickedly.
"Perfect," Harry said.
"What was that, Master Potter?" Professor Hart asked.
"Listen," Ron said as he placed his arm around his shoulder. "You're only two years older than us. Let's just pretend that we are a bunch of teenagers going to have fun."
"I don't follow," Professor Hart was confused.
"Can we be informal?" Harry asked. "You've been calling us lords ever since we met." Professor Hart smiled at his proposal.
"Outside the school, not in," he held a finger.
"Deal," Ron said happily.
"So," Professor Hart stood and fixed his things. "Where are we headed?" Harry and Ron only smiled as an answer.
*** *** ***
"So everything at school was calmed by the professors," Shiva said as she sipped her tea. She, Ginny and Hermione were in the three broomsticks.
"Everyone was so tense, but everyone in Griffindor lightened up when Professor Hart cheered them up," Ginny said as she studied Shiva's expression for anything that would tell her that she had feelings for the teacher.
"Leon did?" she blushed. Bingo! That was the sign Ginny was looking for.
"He's kind to us," Ginny placed another log into the fire. "Like he's taking care of us."
"He's nice," Shiva admitted.
"And not bad looking either," Ginny prompted. Shiva was now blushing furiously.
"Please, Ginny. Stop," she was embarrassed. Ginny noticed that Hermione was quiet.
"Mione? What's wrong?" Ginny asked. Hermione sighed and looked at her friend.
"It's Ron," Hermione said with a sad smile.
"What did he do?" Ginny asked, preparing to kill her brother if he'd done anything to upset Hermione.
"It's just..."
"Hermione dear," Shiva smiled at her. "You know that we're her for you." With a nod and a final sigh, Hermione told them.
"Ron has save my life a lot of times for the past few years," Hermione sighed.
"And?" Ginny prompted.
"He's been kind and if you haven't noticed that we're in love with each other."
"Honestly, Hermione. I think you're as dense as my brother," Hermione ignored her comment and continued.
"So I was thinking that... well, I was thinking of giving him a special gift," Hermione was now blushing.
"Really?" Shiva asked. Hermione nodded shyly.
"Well that's natural. Giving someone you love a gift. What are you going to give him?" Ginny took a sip from her mug of butterbeer.
"Me," Hermione said softly. Ginny suddenly spat out her drink and Shiva was comforting her shocked friend.
"WHAT?" Ginny asked, almost shouting.
"She means," Shiva started.
"I KNOW what she means," Ginny was still coughing. When she calmed down, she looked at Hermione in bemusement. "That is not something to discuss with your boyfriend's younger sister."
"You wanted to know," Hermione said. She was looking for an advice from her friends.
"Do it," Shiva said calmly.
"SHIVA!" Ginny was shocked that her blue-haired friend would even consider it.
"Do not tell me you're not thinking the same thing with Master Potter?" Shiva gave her a knowing look. Ginny thought about that and sighed. Defeated, she simply drank her butterbeer and ordered another.
"Alright," Ginny conceded. "But..."
"Hermione dear," Shiva looked at her with mother like eyes. "It does not matter if you love him enough to give him such a precious gift. But I do not want to see you hurt. Relationships built in... well. Let's just say they don't last long."
"I'm not that dumb to make him hurt me," Hermione smiled evilly. "In fact if he did, HE'S the one who's going to be in a lot of pain."
"See Ginny," Shiva smiled. "You have nothing to worry about."
"Just what to wear in my brother's funeral," Ginny smiled as well.
*** *** ***
"Why here?" Leon asked as they entered the three broomsticks.
"Come on, it's a great place!" Ron said as he entered.
"There's nothing to worry about, is there?" Harry asked. Leon looked at the door attentively like he could see through it.
Smirking, Leon entered the establishment and Harry was close behind him.
"Hey guys!" they heard a familiar voice and the three teenagers looked at its source and found their three female friends by a table at the back.
Leon paused for a while as he saw the blue-haired maiden. He frowned in confusion as they neared the girl's table.
"Hey! What a coincidence!" Ron said. Leon glared at him. With Ron's tone this was NOTHING like a coincidence. But his frown turned to a smile as he saw Shiva.
"Coincidence indeed," Leon sighed as he took a seat.
"Come on, Leon," Harry smiled as he placed a mug of butterbeer in front of him. "Don't you believe in fate?" Leon sighed and ignored Harry.
*** *** ***
"We've better go," Ginny said as she stood up. Harry took out his pocket watch to check the time.
"Yeah, lets. I've got something to buy."
"Then I'll," Leon started to stand but was pushed back down by the two boys.
"It would be rude to leave a lady," Ron said as he took Hermione's hand and left the building.
"Good luck," Harry said as he and Ginny followed their friends. Ginny winked at Shiva before she was out the door. Sighing, Leon smiled at Shiva and stood.
"Shall I interest you for a walk?" he held out his hand.
"You shall," she took his hand and followed him outside.
"You had not a part of it, had you?" he asked. Shiva giggled and smiled at him.
"I only found out with Ron's bad acting," she said. Smiling to himself, Leon led her out.
*** *** ***
"Aren't they sweet?" Ginny asked as they followed Leon and Shiva under Harry's invisibility cloak.
"But if it gets any sweeter, we're leaving," Harry smiled.
*** *** ***
"The wind sings a fine tune today," Leon said as he and Shiva sat beneath a tree overlooking a field of wild flowers.
"You speak in riddles," Shiva smiled at she enjoyed the feel of the wind caressing her body.
"I was taught to see with all senses," he smiled. "I even feel that we're being watched." Shiva immediately tensed.
"Deatheaters?" she asked looking around with her eyes.
"More like matchmakers," Leon laughed. Shiva smiled as she got his meaning.
"They meant well."
"It's revenge, Lady Shiva," he looked at her in serenity.
"I heard that you're to one to blame for their union," she looked back. Suddenly, his face became rueful.
"I am to blame for a lot of things," he smiled and stood. He coughed as he looked at Hogwarts. "But I still live to amend." Suddenly he had a fit of coughing that Shiva was already beside him, trying to comfort him.
His coughing was already intense that he was on his knees and every cough drew out blood. Shiva was almost in a panic when Ginny and Harry was beside her, trying to help their teacher.
"What's wrong?" Shiva asked Leon. His fit ended as he stood up, wiping the blood on his lips.
"It's... a past illness. It will subside," Leon said but Shiva wasn't buying it.
"I'll help you to the school," she offered. Leon turned to tell her it was not necessary but her eyes were determined. She will not take no for an answer.
"My thanks, dear Lady of the snow," Shiva smiled as he called her that. Leon looked at the two eavesdroppers and smiled.
"In two day, we shall open the tome," he said and left with Shiva for the school.
"He knows where the key is," Ginny said when they were out of hearing.
"I don't know whether to be glad or frightened," Harry said. Ginny merely nodded in agreement.
In two days, they would know the answer.
End of 16
"Dementors then Deatheaters. Albus, it's one demonic thing after another," Professor McGonagall slumped on a nearby chair as she and Professor Dumbledore finished calming down the students. "I won't be surprised is the devil himself would turn up in our school one of these days."
"That might be a possibility, Minerva," the old, wise headmaster said as he held a comforting hand on her shoulder. "But never fear. As of before, we have friends to fight against them."
"Why do you trust him so, Albus?" she asked. The great wizard smiled and looked at the night sky out his window.
"He has fought hell, Minerva. He fought with the dark and survived. I am confident he would do it again." Professor McGonagall simply sighed and looked outside.
*** *** ***
"Where do you think the third key is?" Ron asked as they sat in front of the fireplace at the Griffindor common room. Hermione was leaning on him, using him as a pillow. Harry couldn't believe they would show their feeling publicly. And then deny it when asked.
"With the summoner," Ginny said frankly.
"Where's the summoner?" Hermione asked. In truth, Ginny does not know where the summoner was. But she had a feeling Professor Hart knows.
"In any case we need to get that book opened. Maybe that dragon is in there," Harry said as he looked into the flames.
"Next agenda," Ginny sighed and suddenly smiled mischievously. Harry looked at her with bemused expression.
"The operation starts next weekend," Ginny smiled and laid the details to her friends. After she did, they all have mischievous smiles in their faces.
"Ginny sneaky!" Carbuncle said as the little green creature went up the flight of stairs leading to the dormitories.
"Blame my twin brothers," Ron said to Harry and he only nodded in agreement.
*** *** ***
"Doing anything today Professor?" Harry asked Professor Hart as he and Ron found him sitting in the library. The young teacher looked up from his book and smirked.
"It's a weekend, my lords," he sighed. He placed a marker on his book and placed it on the table. "Speaking frankly; I'm bored." Harry and Ron smiled wickedly.
"Perfect," Harry said.
"What was that, Master Potter?" Professor Hart asked.
"Listen," Ron said as he placed his arm around his shoulder. "You're only two years older than us. Let's just pretend that we are a bunch of teenagers going to have fun."
"I don't follow," Professor Hart was confused.
"Can we be informal?" Harry asked. "You've been calling us lords ever since we met." Professor Hart smiled at his proposal.
"Outside the school, not in," he held a finger.
"Deal," Ron said happily.
"So," Professor Hart stood and fixed his things. "Where are we headed?" Harry and Ron only smiled as an answer.
*** *** ***
"So everything at school was calmed by the professors," Shiva said as she sipped her tea. She, Ginny and Hermione were in the three broomsticks.
"Everyone was so tense, but everyone in Griffindor lightened up when Professor Hart cheered them up," Ginny said as she studied Shiva's expression for anything that would tell her that she had feelings for the teacher.
"Leon did?" she blushed. Bingo! That was the sign Ginny was looking for.
"He's kind to us," Ginny placed another log into the fire. "Like he's taking care of us."
"He's nice," Shiva admitted.
"And not bad looking either," Ginny prompted. Shiva was now blushing furiously.
"Please, Ginny. Stop," she was embarrassed. Ginny noticed that Hermione was quiet.
"Mione? What's wrong?" Ginny asked. Hermione sighed and looked at her friend.
"It's Ron," Hermione said with a sad smile.
"What did he do?" Ginny asked, preparing to kill her brother if he'd done anything to upset Hermione.
"It's just..."
"Hermione dear," Shiva smiled at her. "You know that we're her for you." With a nod and a final sigh, Hermione told them.
"Ron has save my life a lot of times for the past few years," Hermione sighed.
"And?" Ginny prompted.
"He's been kind and if you haven't noticed that we're in love with each other."
"Honestly, Hermione. I think you're as dense as my brother," Hermione ignored her comment and continued.
"So I was thinking that... well, I was thinking of giving him a special gift," Hermione was now blushing.
"Really?" Shiva asked. Hermione nodded shyly.
"Well that's natural. Giving someone you love a gift. What are you going to give him?" Ginny took a sip from her mug of butterbeer.
"Me," Hermione said softly. Ginny suddenly spat out her drink and Shiva was comforting her shocked friend.
"WHAT?" Ginny asked, almost shouting.
"She means," Shiva started.
"I KNOW what she means," Ginny was still coughing. When she calmed down, she looked at Hermione in bemusement. "That is not something to discuss with your boyfriend's younger sister."
"You wanted to know," Hermione said. She was looking for an advice from her friends.
"Do it," Shiva said calmly.
"SHIVA!" Ginny was shocked that her blue-haired friend would even consider it.
"Do not tell me you're not thinking the same thing with Master Potter?" Shiva gave her a knowing look. Ginny thought about that and sighed. Defeated, she simply drank her butterbeer and ordered another.
"Alright," Ginny conceded. "But..."
"Hermione dear," Shiva looked at her with mother like eyes. "It does not matter if you love him enough to give him such a precious gift. But I do not want to see you hurt. Relationships built in... well. Let's just say they don't last long."
"I'm not that dumb to make him hurt me," Hermione smiled evilly. "In fact if he did, HE'S the one who's going to be in a lot of pain."
"See Ginny," Shiva smiled. "You have nothing to worry about."
"Just what to wear in my brother's funeral," Ginny smiled as well.
*** *** ***
"Why here?" Leon asked as they entered the three broomsticks.
"Come on, it's a great place!" Ron said as he entered.
"There's nothing to worry about, is there?" Harry asked. Leon looked at the door attentively like he could see through it.
Smirking, Leon entered the establishment and Harry was close behind him.
"Hey guys!" they heard a familiar voice and the three teenagers looked at its source and found their three female friends by a table at the back.
Leon paused for a while as he saw the blue-haired maiden. He frowned in confusion as they neared the girl's table.
"Hey! What a coincidence!" Ron said. Leon glared at him. With Ron's tone this was NOTHING like a coincidence. But his frown turned to a smile as he saw Shiva.
"Coincidence indeed," Leon sighed as he took a seat.
"Come on, Leon," Harry smiled as he placed a mug of butterbeer in front of him. "Don't you believe in fate?" Leon sighed and ignored Harry.
*** *** ***
"We've better go," Ginny said as she stood up. Harry took out his pocket watch to check the time.
"Yeah, lets. I've got something to buy."
"Then I'll," Leon started to stand but was pushed back down by the two boys.
"It would be rude to leave a lady," Ron said as he took Hermione's hand and left the building.
"Good luck," Harry said as he and Ginny followed their friends. Ginny winked at Shiva before she was out the door. Sighing, Leon smiled at Shiva and stood.
"Shall I interest you for a walk?" he held out his hand.
"You shall," she took his hand and followed him outside.
"You had not a part of it, had you?" he asked. Shiva giggled and smiled at him.
"I only found out with Ron's bad acting," she said. Smiling to himself, Leon led her out.
*** *** ***
"Aren't they sweet?" Ginny asked as they followed Leon and Shiva under Harry's invisibility cloak.
"But if it gets any sweeter, we're leaving," Harry smiled.
*** *** ***
"The wind sings a fine tune today," Leon said as he and Shiva sat beneath a tree overlooking a field of wild flowers.
"You speak in riddles," Shiva smiled at she enjoyed the feel of the wind caressing her body.
"I was taught to see with all senses," he smiled. "I even feel that we're being watched." Shiva immediately tensed.
"Deatheaters?" she asked looking around with her eyes.
"More like matchmakers," Leon laughed. Shiva smiled as she got his meaning.
"They meant well."
"It's revenge, Lady Shiva," he looked at her in serenity.
"I heard that you're to one to blame for their union," she looked back. Suddenly, his face became rueful.
"I am to blame for a lot of things," he smiled and stood. He coughed as he looked at Hogwarts. "But I still live to amend." Suddenly he had a fit of coughing that Shiva was already beside him, trying to comfort him.
His coughing was already intense that he was on his knees and every cough drew out blood. Shiva was almost in a panic when Ginny and Harry was beside her, trying to help their teacher.
"What's wrong?" Shiva asked Leon. His fit ended as he stood up, wiping the blood on his lips.
"It's... a past illness. It will subside," Leon said but Shiva wasn't buying it.
"I'll help you to the school," she offered. Leon turned to tell her it was not necessary but her eyes were determined. She will not take no for an answer.
"My thanks, dear Lady of the snow," Shiva smiled as he called her that. Leon looked at the two eavesdroppers and smiled.
"In two day, we shall open the tome," he said and left with Shiva for the school.
"He knows where the key is," Ginny said when they were out of hearing.
"I don't know whether to be glad or frightened," Harry said. Ginny merely nodded in agreement.
In two days, they would know the answer.
End of 16