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"Can I talk to you Professor?" Professor Dumbledore smiled at Ginny as she and Harry came to see him in his office the next day.
"Of course," the headmaster smiled brightly. "What is it, Miss Weasley?"
"I was wondering if you knew about me being a summoner," Ginny shyly said.
"I did suspect," Dumbledore sat behind his desk and smiled at them. "I suspected it when I saw Carbuncle in the Griffindor tower. Then Fawkes told me that he sensed another phoenix with greater powers than him. I saw the blue and white wolf help you against the dementors. I knew you were the chosen and I am glad that you did not pursue your curiosity by asking me."
"Why?" Harry asked slightly confused.
"I realized that the summoner and her guardian must be tested before the other sacreds will trust them. You have proven yourself but it was not necessary." Then wise wizard had a twinkle in his eye that generated amusement from its owner.
"Not necessary?" Ginny looked at him confused.
"Carbuncle had chosen you and of all the sacreds, she is the hardest to gain someone's trust. But I feel that this is not why you came to me," he smiled expectantly.
"I wanted to know about the previous summoner," Ginny finally said after much thought. "I could look into the Pride but it only says what she is, not who."
"I see," Dumbledore smiled. "You wanted to know what she was like in person. Very well. Lady Shilana was a lover of creatures. From unicorns to trolls, she loved them."
"Trolls?" Harry cringed.
"Yes, Harry, trolls. It did not matter to her what kind of creature it was. She had befriended them all. She was the third child of lord Valina of Alexandria. The lord and lady of Alexandria were kind and compassionate. It was good that those traits rubbed off to their children.
"Lady Shilana loved them as well, except the fact that they had betrothed her to the son of their trusted friend," Dumbledore smiled and looked at Fawkes. "Lady Shilana was the first summoner to befriend a sacred being. That's why they trusted her." He suddenly sighed and looked at Ginny.
"I cannot tell you what happened in their personal lives, you must understand."
"I understand," Ginny smiled. "I wanted a background on her before I ask her directly."
"Yes, well," Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and looked at Harry. "One day when she was sixteen, she met this farm boy relaxing beside a river. When she goes out of the castle, she only wore common clothes so that she would not be recognized but those who didn't know her. And this boy didn't know her.
"As it happened, he was knew to the town and had gotten work form a local farmer. She knew the farmer and heard that he needed help. This was the first time she saw the farm boy for according to the farmer, he worked relentlessly.
"I don't know what happened per se, but needless to say, she hated his guts," Dumbledore chuckled. "I seem to have two students like that." He smiled at Ginny. "It's a good thing your brother saw it before she was fed up with him."
"I don't think that her frustration will last, Professor," Ginny said and Harry smiled.
"You're right, where were we? Oh, right. With time she had known him and hated his gut with less frequency. Until such a time that she had loved him. He had loved her before she did, big surprise there. In any case she was shocked when her father introduced her betrothed."
"The farm boy?" Harry smiled. Dumbledore smiled and nodded.
"As it turned out he was the son of lord Valina's friend. At first the lord was surprised at Lady Shilana's reaction. He never expected them to have met. Since then their love bloomed further."
"And the attack?" Ginny cringed. She did not want to hear but she had to.
"Her fiancé was out on a mission then. The king called him and..." the headmaster hesitated.
"Alexandria was attacked," Harry said sadly.
"Well, that had been centuries ago. But Lian carried the grudge for a long time," the wise wizard smiled sadly. "It will destroy him in the end."
"'Will' sir?" Harry asked as he and Ginny were confused. "He's still alive?"
"He has lived through the ages and is still alive," Dumbledore smiled. "Now off you go. You must rest for the time will be near."
"Thank you, Professor," Ginny smiled and kissed the old wizard in the cheek. "For everything."
"Come now, Miss Weasley," Harry wasn't sure but he thought the professor blushed. "It's not the end of the world. I have great confidences on all of you. You haven't let me down before." Both teens smiled back and left his office.
*** ***
Ron found Hermione in the library. As usual, her nose was in a book. But her book this time was the Summoner's Pride. Ron sighed as he came over.
"Even if the end of the world is upon us, you still have a book under your nose," Ron said as he sat beside Hermione.
"At least I have the knowledge that I did something worthwhile," Hermione said as she glared at him.
"Hey, I also did something worth my while," Ron frowned in defense.
"Oh? What is it?" Ron suddenly leaned and kissed her. Surprised, Hermione pulled back and frowned at him.
"Ron! Stop that."
"You don't like it?" he teased. Instead of answering, Hermione returned to her reading. Smirking, Ron moved closer to her and blew into her ear.
"RON!" she shouted and glared at the boy. Quickly, Hermione looked around but was glad that they were the only persons in the library. "Not now."
"Why 'Mione? What's wrong?" he asked sounding hurt. Hearing his voice, Hermione softened a bit.
"Everything, Ron," she sighed and looked at him. "Since our first year it had been nothing but exciting and dangerous in each passing year. Now this, probably the end of the world and the six of us are the only ones to stop it. I'm... afraid Ron." Ron sadly smiled and neared her. He wrapped his arms lovingly around her and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Me too," he said. Hermione's head rested on his head. She could smell his shampoo on his head.
"Ron?"
"What is it?" they didn't move from their positions.
"You're wearing women's shampoo," she smiled. Ron giggled and smiled.
"So?"
"Wait a minute," Hermione sniffed his hair again. "This is MY shampoo. I brought it from home since they don't sell it here."
"I know. I ran out."
"Why mine?" she sounded irked.
"Come on, your hair is soft and shiny and beautiful," he looked up to her eyes. "My hair was a tangled mess ever since we saw in the lake." Hermione smiled and caressed his cheek.
"Is there some OTHER reason you took a bath?" her smile had a sense of mischief in it.
"For you," Ron blushed. "And to get near to you without you cringing." Hermione laughed. It was like music to his ears, her laugh. And he wished he would hear it forever. There's only one way to do that. And Ron had decided to do it.
Rising up, Ron stood behind her and Hermione turned to see what he was doing. He suddenly and slowly went to his knees, bringing a small velvet box and offering it to her.
"I had it since summer," Ron said as he blushed furiously. "Professor Hart thought it was a good choice. But it thought I could do better." Ron opened the box and Hermione's eyes grew in surprise. In it was the most gorgeous engagement ring she had ever seen. It had a large diamond and beautiful carvings on the ring. Her tears were blocking her vision as Ron took her hand and kissed it.
"Hermione Granger," he said calmly and evenly. "Would you do me the honor of being my wife?" Hermione couldn't hold back her tears. Her emotions overwhelmed her. Her hands trembled at she felt the ring, seeing if it wasn't a dream. Then her hands felt Ron's face which seemed hot to her touch.
"Ronald Weasley," she said in between sobs. "It would be my pleasure to be your wife." With that, Ron gave a loud sigh of relief. He took the ring from the box and tried to place it on her finger but both their hands were trembling.
"Hermione," Ron said, his voice shaking. "I can't put it on with your hand trembling."
"My hand isn't the one shaking," Hermione said. Suddenly, they laughed. Ron finally placed the ring on her finger and they shared a kiss. When they parted, they just sat there, letting time go by.
*** *** ***
Ginny and Harry were walking towards the great hall when the chanced upon an unusual sight.
Professor Leon Hart was on his knees, leaning on a sword as he panted. Obviously he was practicing and was tired. They came to him to see is he was all right.
"Professor?" Ginny reached him first but what he saw shocked her. There was blood in the ground and on his pants. As he coughed, more blood came as she struggled to stand.
"Don't push yourself," Harry said as he touched the professor's shoulder. Leon sighed as he wiped the remnants of blood on his lips.
"I have to," he said. His knees failed him and he fell to the ground, only to be caught by Ginny and Harry.
"Lian," Ginny said in a motherly tone. Leon looked up to her with a confused frown and sighed in frustration.
"What did you call me?" he asked. Harry too was confused and was beginning to see it.
"Why do you suffer?" she asked. Leon stood and picked up his sword. "What changed you?" she asked. Leon paused as if considering the question.
"The dark did," he turned and walked away. "I'll be in my office."
"A soul filled with hate will be engulfed into the dark," Ginny said as she looked at Harry. Harry looked at her in question but understood her.
"It is hard to forgive someone who destroyed your life," Harry said. He held Ginny's hand and placed it on his chest. "I'm afraid that I will do the same." Ginny kissed him on his cheek softly and smiled.
"Just remember that I'll be with you, always," she said. Harry kissed her passionately on the lips, he felt her heart beat faster and his was trying to match it.
"I know," he said as they parted. Hands held together, they went towards the great hall.
*** *** ***
Shiva saw Leon limping in the hall. She immediately ran for him and held him up against the wall. She immediately noticed the blood stains on his shirt and sighed in concern.
"You've been pushing yourself again," she said. Leon laughed weakly as he smiled at her.
"Harry Potter reminded me earlier of that fact," he wasn't being curt, just tired when he said that.
"Why?" she asked. All of a sudden, Leon planted a kiss on her lips. Surprised at first, Shiva was about to move away but her emotions took the better of her. Their kiss deepened and they felt each other's heat, each other's passion. Each other's love. Leon was the first to part form the kiss and smiled at the blushing Shiva.
"I will not fail you again," he sighed and walked towards his office. Shiva only stood there and wondered what had happened.
End of 20
"Can I talk to you Professor?" Professor Dumbledore smiled at Ginny as she and Harry came to see him in his office the next day.
"Of course," the headmaster smiled brightly. "What is it, Miss Weasley?"
"I was wondering if you knew about me being a summoner," Ginny shyly said.
"I did suspect," Dumbledore sat behind his desk and smiled at them. "I suspected it when I saw Carbuncle in the Griffindor tower. Then Fawkes told me that he sensed another phoenix with greater powers than him. I saw the blue and white wolf help you against the dementors. I knew you were the chosen and I am glad that you did not pursue your curiosity by asking me."
"Why?" Harry asked slightly confused.
"I realized that the summoner and her guardian must be tested before the other sacreds will trust them. You have proven yourself but it was not necessary." Then wise wizard had a twinkle in his eye that generated amusement from its owner.
"Not necessary?" Ginny looked at him confused.
"Carbuncle had chosen you and of all the sacreds, she is the hardest to gain someone's trust. But I feel that this is not why you came to me," he smiled expectantly.
"I wanted to know about the previous summoner," Ginny finally said after much thought. "I could look into the Pride but it only says what she is, not who."
"I see," Dumbledore smiled. "You wanted to know what she was like in person. Very well. Lady Shilana was a lover of creatures. From unicorns to trolls, she loved them."
"Trolls?" Harry cringed.
"Yes, Harry, trolls. It did not matter to her what kind of creature it was. She had befriended them all. She was the third child of lord Valina of Alexandria. The lord and lady of Alexandria were kind and compassionate. It was good that those traits rubbed off to their children.
"Lady Shilana loved them as well, except the fact that they had betrothed her to the son of their trusted friend," Dumbledore smiled and looked at Fawkes. "Lady Shilana was the first summoner to befriend a sacred being. That's why they trusted her." He suddenly sighed and looked at Ginny.
"I cannot tell you what happened in their personal lives, you must understand."
"I understand," Ginny smiled. "I wanted a background on her before I ask her directly."
"Yes, well," Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and looked at Harry. "One day when she was sixteen, she met this farm boy relaxing beside a river. When she goes out of the castle, she only wore common clothes so that she would not be recognized but those who didn't know her. And this boy didn't know her.
"As it happened, he was knew to the town and had gotten work form a local farmer. She knew the farmer and heard that he needed help. This was the first time she saw the farm boy for according to the farmer, he worked relentlessly.
"I don't know what happened per se, but needless to say, she hated his guts," Dumbledore chuckled. "I seem to have two students like that." He smiled at Ginny. "It's a good thing your brother saw it before she was fed up with him."
"I don't think that her frustration will last, Professor," Ginny said and Harry smiled.
"You're right, where were we? Oh, right. With time she had known him and hated his gut with less frequency. Until such a time that she had loved him. He had loved her before she did, big surprise there. In any case she was shocked when her father introduced her betrothed."
"The farm boy?" Harry smiled. Dumbledore smiled and nodded.
"As it turned out he was the son of lord Valina's friend. At first the lord was surprised at Lady Shilana's reaction. He never expected them to have met. Since then their love bloomed further."
"And the attack?" Ginny cringed. She did not want to hear but she had to.
"Her fiancé was out on a mission then. The king called him and..." the headmaster hesitated.
"Alexandria was attacked," Harry said sadly.
"Well, that had been centuries ago. But Lian carried the grudge for a long time," the wise wizard smiled sadly. "It will destroy him in the end."
"'Will' sir?" Harry asked as he and Ginny were confused. "He's still alive?"
"He has lived through the ages and is still alive," Dumbledore smiled. "Now off you go. You must rest for the time will be near."
"Thank you, Professor," Ginny smiled and kissed the old wizard in the cheek. "For everything."
"Come now, Miss Weasley," Harry wasn't sure but he thought the professor blushed. "It's not the end of the world. I have great confidences on all of you. You haven't let me down before." Both teens smiled back and left his office.
*** ***
Ron found Hermione in the library. As usual, her nose was in a book. But her book this time was the Summoner's Pride. Ron sighed as he came over.
"Even if the end of the world is upon us, you still have a book under your nose," Ron said as he sat beside Hermione.
"At least I have the knowledge that I did something worthwhile," Hermione said as she glared at him.
"Hey, I also did something worth my while," Ron frowned in defense.
"Oh? What is it?" Ron suddenly leaned and kissed her. Surprised, Hermione pulled back and frowned at him.
"Ron! Stop that."
"You don't like it?" he teased. Instead of answering, Hermione returned to her reading. Smirking, Ron moved closer to her and blew into her ear.
"RON!" she shouted and glared at the boy. Quickly, Hermione looked around but was glad that they were the only persons in the library. "Not now."
"Why 'Mione? What's wrong?" he asked sounding hurt. Hearing his voice, Hermione softened a bit.
"Everything, Ron," she sighed and looked at him. "Since our first year it had been nothing but exciting and dangerous in each passing year. Now this, probably the end of the world and the six of us are the only ones to stop it. I'm... afraid Ron." Ron sadly smiled and neared her. He wrapped his arms lovingly around her and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Me too," he said. Hermione's head rested on his head. She could smell his shampoo on his head.
"Ron?"
"What is it?" they didn't move from their positions.
"You're wearing women's shampoo," she smiled. Ron giggled and smiled.
"So?"
"Wait a minute," Hermione sniffed his hair again. "This is MY shampoo. I brought it from home since they don't sell it here."
"I know. I ran out."
"Why mine?" she sounded irked.
"Come on, your hair is soft and shiny and beautiful," he looked up to her eyes. "My hair was a tangled mess ever since we saw in the lake." Hermione smiled and caressed his cheek.
"Is there some OTHER reason you took a bath?" her smile had a sense of mischief in it.
"For you," Ron blushed. "And to get near to you without you cringing." Hermione laughed. It was like music to his ears, her laugh. And he wished he would hear it forever. There's only one way to do that. And Ron had decided to do it.
Rising up, Ron stood behind her and Hermione turned to see what he was doing. He suddenly and slowly went to his knees, bringing a small velvet box and offering it to her.
"I had it since summer," Ron said as he blushed furiously. "Professor Hart thought it was a good choice. But it thought I could do better." Ron opened the box and Hermione's eyes grew in surprise. In it was the most gorgeous engagement ring she had ever seen. It had a large diamond and beautiful carvings on the ring. Her tears were blocking her vision as Ron took her hand and kissed it.
"Hermione Granger," he said calmly and evenly. "Would you do me the honor of being my wife?" Hermione couldn't hold back her tears. Her emotions overwhelmed her. Her hands trembled at she felt the ring, seeing if it wasn't a dream. Then her hands felt Ron's face which seemed hot to her touch.
"Ronald Weasley," she said in between sobs. "It would be my pleasure to be your wife." With that, Ron gave a loud sigh of relief. He took the ring from the box and tried to place it on her finger but both their hands were trembling.
"Hermione," Ron said, his voice shaking. "I can't put it on with your hand trembling."
"My hand isn't the one shaking," Hermione said. Suddenly, they laughed. Ron finally placed the ring on her finger and they shared a kiss. When they parted, they just sat there, letting time go by.
*** *** ***
Ginny and Harry were walking towards the great hall when the chanced upon an unusual sight.
Professor Leon Hart was on his knees, leaning on a sword as he panted. Obviously he was practicing and was tired. They came to him to see is he was all right.
"Professor?" Ginny reached him first but what he saw shocked her. There was blood in the ground and on his pants. As he coughed, more blood came as she struggled to stand.
"Don't push yourself," Harry said as he touched the professor's shoulder. Leon sighed as he wiped the remnants of blood on his lips.
"I have to," he said. His knees failed him and he fell to the ground, only to be caught by Ginny and Harry.
"Lian," Ginny said in a motherly tone. Leon looked up to her with a confused frown and sighed in frustration.
"What did you call me?" he asked. Harry too was confused and was beginning to see it.
"Why do you suffer?" she asked. Leon stood and picked up his sword. "What changed you?" she asked. Leon paused as if considering the question.
"The dark did," he turned and walked away. "I'll be in my office."
"A soul filled with hate will be engulfed into the dark," Ginny said as she looked at Harry. Harry looked at her in question but understood her.
"It is hard to forgive someone who destroyed your life," Harry said. He held Ginny's hand and placed it on his chest. "I'm afraid that I will do the same." Ginny kissed him on his cheek softly and smiled.
"Just remember that I'll be with you, always," she said. Harry kissed her passionately on the lips, he felt her heart beat faster and his was trying to match it.
"I know," he said as they parted. Hands held together, they went towards the great hall.
*** *** ***
Shiva saw Leon limping in the hall. She immediately ran for him and held him up against the wall. She immediately noticed the blood stains on his shirt and sighed in concern.
"You've been pushing yourself again," she said. Leon laughed weakly as he smiled at her.
"Harry Potter reminded me earlier of that fact," he wasn't being curt, just tired when he said that.
"Why?" she asked. All of a sudden, Leon planted a kiss on her lips. Surprised at first, Shiva was about to move away but her emotions took the better of her. Their kiss deepened and they felt each other's heat, each other's passion. Each other's love. Leon was the first to part form the kiss and smiled at the blushing Shiva.
"I will not fail you again," he sighed and walked towards his office. Shiva only stood there and wondered what had happened.
End of 20