A/N: This chapter isn't much better, but it is slightly better.
Thanks to all my reviewers, i now have 25! I need more!!!! Please?
Chapter 16
Hermoine woke up to someone shaking her. Her back hurt, and her face was stuck to
something. Then she realized she had fallen asleep, again, in the library.
She looked up through bloodshot eyes to find Michelle waking her up to go to their first
class of the day, which was potions. Dumbledore had decided that it was best if everyone
involved with the Order should continue class as normal. Of course everyone argued with
this, except Hermoine. They ended up going to classes as normal, despite their arguments.
They went to class and acted normally, which was very hard, seeing as how every kept
asking them all where Harry was. They couldn't answer of course, so they just either
ignored the question, or made up an answer.
It had been 4 days since Harry had disappeared, and they had still found nothing.
Dumbledore had asked everyone at the Ministry, all of the other members had done all
they could. So now everyone, including professors, spent every minute they could in the
Library. Even Snape helped every now and then.
"Come on Hermoine, we have to go to Snape's class." Michelle said.
Hermoine just nodded her head and stood up on shaky legs. "Whoa there. You gonna be
allright to go to class?"
"Yeah I'll be fine just give me a minute." Hermoine responded.
"Pulled another all-nighter in here huh?" Michelle asked the exhausted girl.
Hermoine replied to the question, "Yes." and then with frustration showing through in her
voice, "And I still haven't found a damn thing."
"Well come on. The only thing that would make this worse is getting points taken off for
being late to Potions, so let's go." Michelle said pulling Hermoine behind her.
"Allright Allright." Hermoine said.
The two girls reached the potion dungeon not a second to late, because as soon as they
walked in, so did Snape. They had just sat down when he turned his eyes to the class, so
they didn't get into trouble. The class began the same way as always. Snape gave out the
assignment, took off points from at least one Gryffindor, and the proceeded to sit and
stare and people, waiting for a mistake.
Hermoine began adding a root to her cauldron when suddenly a sharp pain shot through
her left leg, and seconds later she blacked out. While she was blacked out images flashed
through her mind. An image of Harry in a small room being tortured by two men. A high
cold laugh, and then a book appeared. An old book. The cover was almost worn off. It
looked like no one had read it in a long time. The bindings were worn and the title was
smudged on the cover. The book opened and then the image of Harry being free flashed in
her mind, then the images were no more.
********
Harry awoke to the sounds of someone entering the room where he had been help
prisoner. He didn't know how long he had been here. He had tried to keep track at first,
but he couldn't. There was too much pain and not enough time to think. After everytime
that he was tortured a man would enter and close his wounds, somewhat. Then, not to
long after the man healing him left, the two men who tortured him returned to open his
wounds once again.
Harry looked up to see Voldemort entering the room.
"So Harry how are you holding up?" he asked
"Just great. Never felt better in my life." Harry replied with a voice very horse from
screaming.
Voldemort just smiled, "Good Harry. Good."
The two men that Harry had gotten to know too well of late came in next.
They carried their usual briefcases with them. They sat down their cases and opened them,
except this time there were different kinds of things in them. There was a knife that had a
hook on the back, a corkscrew, a solid piece of metal, and a few other things.
The shorter man grabbed the knife with a hook on it and walked over to Harry. Harry felt
something press onto his left leg, and then he felt immense pain as the knife was pushed
into his skin. The pain stopped suddenly as the knife was removed. Then the pain was
back as the hook was inserted into his skin and pulled up his leg. Harry could feel his skin
splitting open. Harry screamed again, but not for long, because he finally lost his voice,
and couldn't scream anymore.
*******
Hermoine awoke to find herself in Dumbledore's office, on a couch that she had never
seen before. She assumed Dumbledore had transfigured something into it. She sat and
looked around until she saw Dumbledore sitting at his desk reading a book.
He noticed her sitting up and sat the book down. "Ahh Miss Granger, so glad your awake.
How do you feel?"
"I feel allright, just a little tired." Hermoine replied.
Dumbledore just nodded his head and said, "As you should be. You have been sleeping in
the library have you not?"
"Only on accident." Hermoine replied.
"It's quite allright." Dumbledore said.
Then suddenly all of the images that Hermoine had while she was passed out came
flooding back.
"Sir when I passed out I had all these visions. I saw Harry laying on a table being torture
by two men and Voldemort, and then I saw a book. And when the book opened I saw
Harry being freed."
Hermoine said very rushed.
Dumbledore didn't say anything, but his face was scrunched up in a way that one could tell
he was thinking very hard.
"Would you recognize the book if you saw it again?" He asked her.
"yes." Hermoine said.
"Well I think that, if you are up to it, you may want to return to the library." Dumbledore
said.
"Right away." Hermoine said getting up unsteadily.
Once she got her legs she took off for the Library.
Once she got to the library she didn't go straight to the restricted section, like she had been
everyday, but to a very well visited section of the library. She began pulling out book after
book looking at them for a moment, then dropping them once she found that they were
not the one she was looking for.
She looked for just a few minutes, until she had cleared off tow or three shelves, and then
she found it.
It was a small volume, very worn. It was gray with bindings that were falling apart. She
sat down at a table and opened it.
'A Guide to Telekinesis'
by
James G. Wolfe
Hermoine inwardly cursed herself for not thinking of this sooner. She read the table of
contents and right there was a section on emotional connections.
She turned to that page and began reading. It said:
'It is possible that two people may share an emotional connection rather than a telekinetic
one. This connection isn't as strong as a telekinetic one, but rather it is a gateway from one
person to another. The two parties can feel each others pain, sadness, pleasure, any
emotion. As long as it is very strong.'
Hermoine immediately jumped up and practically ran to Dumbledore's office.
She screamed that password at the entrance and it slid open.
She ran to Dumbledore's desk and threw down the book and pointed.
Dumbledore didn't say anything, he just read.
After he was done reading he looked up at Hermoine with a smile and said, "I suppose we
had better find this James G. Wolfe and go have a little chat about this, don't you think?"
"Absolutely." Hermoine said.
"Allright then, I'll find him, you go get the others and you and the rest of the order will
leave as soon as possible. I would love to go myself, but since school is still in session, I
must stay. And the rest of the professors shall have to as well." Dumbledore said with
smile.
Hermoine just nodded and ran back out of Dumbledore's office to find everyone.
Thanks to all my reviewers, i now have 25! I need more!!!! Please?
Chapter 16
Hermoine woke up to someone shaking her. Her back hurt, and her face was stuck to
something. Then she realized she had fallen asleep, again, in the library.
She looked up through bloodshot eyes to find Michelle waking her up to go to their first
class of the day, which was potions. Dumbledore had decided that it was best if everyone
involved with the Order should continue class as normal. Of course everyone argued with
this, except Hermoine. They ended up going to classes as normal, despite their arguments.
They went to class and acted normally, which was very hard, seeing as how every kept
asking them all where Harry was. They couldn't answer of course, so they just either
ignored the question, or made up an answer.
It had been 4 days since Harry had disappeared, and they had still found nothing.
Dumbledore had asked everyone at the Ministry, all of the other members had done all
they could. So now everyone, including professors, spent every minute they could in the
Library. Even Snape helped every now and then.
"Come on Hermoine, we have to go to Snape's class." Michelle said.
Hermoine just nodded her head and stood up on shaky legs. "Whoa there. You gonna be
allright to go to class?"
"Yeah I'll be fine just give me a minute." Hermoine responded.
"Pulled another all-nighter in here huh?" Michelle asked the exhausted girl.
Hermoine replied to the question, "Yes." and then with frustration showing through in her
voice, "And I still haven't found a damn thing."
"Well come on. The only thing that would make this worse is getting points taken off for
being late to Potions, so let's go." Michelle said pulling Hermoine behind her.
"Allright Allright." Hermoine said.
The two girls reached the potion dungeon not a second to late, because as soon as they
walked in, so did Snape. They had just sat down when he turned his eyes to the class, so
they didn't get into trouble. The class began the same way as always. Snape gave out the
assignment, took off points from at least one Gryffindor, and the proceeded to sit and
stare and people, waiting for a mistake.
Hermoine began adding a root to her cauldron when suddenly a sharp pain shot through
her left leg, and seconds later she blacked out. While she was blacked out images flashed
through her mind. An image of Harry in a small room being tortured by two men. A high
cold laugh, and then a book appeared. An old book. The cover was almost worn off. It
looked like no one had read it in a long time. The bindings were worn and the title was
smudged on the cover. The book opened and then the image of Harry being free flashed in
her mind, then the images were no more.
********
Harry awoke to the sounds of someone entering the room where he had been help
prisoner. He didn't know how long he had been here. He had tried to keep track at first,
but he couldn't. There was too much pain and not enough time to think. After everytime
that he was tortured a man would enter and close his wounds, somewhat. Then, not to
long after the man healing him left, the two men who tortured him returned to open his
wounds once again.
Harry looked up to see Voldemort entering the room.
"So Harry how are you holding up?" he asked
"Just great. Never felt better in my life." Harry replied with a voice very horse from
screaming.
Voldemort just smiled, "Good Harry. Good."
The two men that Harry had gotten to know too well of late came in next.
They carried their usual briefcases with them. They sat down their cases and opened them,
except this time there were different kinds of things in them. There was a knife that had a
hook on the back, a corkscrew, a solid piece of metal, and a few other things.
The shorter man grabbed the knife with a hook on it and walked over to Harry. Harry felt
something press onto his left leg, and then he felt immense pain as the knife was pushed
into his skin. The pain stopped suddenly as the knife was removed. Then the pain was
back as the hook was inserted into his skin and pulled up his leg. Harry could feel his skin
splitting open. Harry screamed again, but not for long, because he finally lost his voice,
and couldn't scream anymore.
*******
Hermoine awoke to find herself in Dumbledore's office, on a couch that she had never
seen before. She assumed Dumbledore had transfigured something into it. She sat and
looked around until she saw Dumbledore sitting at his desk reading a book.
He noticed her sitting up and sat the book down. "Ahh Miss Granger, so glad your awake.
How do you feel?"
"I feel allright, just a little tired." Hermoine replied.
Dumbledore just nodded his head and said, "As you should be. You have been sleeping in
the library have you not?"
"Only on accident." Hermoine replied.
"It's quite allright." Dumbledore said.
Then suddenly all of the images that Hermoine had while she was passed out came
flooding back.
"Sir when I passed out I had all these visions. I saw Harry laying on a table being torture
by two men and Voldemort, and then I saw a book. And when the book opened I saw
Harry being freed."
Hermoine said very rushed.
Dumbledore didn't say anything, but his face was scrunched up in a way that one could tell
he was thinking very hard.
"Would you recognize the book if you saw it again?" He asked her.
"yes." Hermoine said.
"Well I think that, if you are up to it, you may want to return to the library." Dumbledore
said.
"Right away." Hermoine said getting up unsteadily.
Once she got her legs she took off for the Library.
Once she got to the library she didn't go straight to the restricted section, like she had been
everyday, but to a very well visited section of the library. She began pulling out book after
book looking at them for a moment, then dropping them once she found that they were
not the one she was looking for.
She looked for just a few minutes, until she had cleared off tow or three shelves, and then
she found it.
It was a small volume, very worn. It was gray with bindings that were falling apart. She
sat down at a table and opened it.
'A Guide to Telekinesis'
by
James G. Wolfe
Hermoine inwardly cursed herself for not thinking of this sooner. She read the table of
contents and right there was a section on emotional connections.
She turned to that page and began reading. It said:
'It is possible that two people may share an emotional connection rather than a telekinetic
one. This connection isn't as strong as a telekinetic one, but rather it is a gateway from one
person to another. The two parties can feel each others pain, sadness, pleasure, any
emotion. As long as it is very strong.'
Hermoine immediately jumped up and practically ran to Dumbledore's office.
She screamed that password at the entrance and it slid open.
She ran to Dumbledore's desk and threw down the book and pointed.
Dumbledore didn't say anything, he just read.
After he was done reading he looked up at Hermoine with a smile and said, "I suppose we
had better find this James G. Wolfe and go have a little chat about this, don't you think?"
"Absolutely." Hermoine said.
"Allright then, I'll find him, you go get the others and you and the rest of the order will
leave as soon as possible. I would love to go myself, but since school is still in session, I
must stay. And the rest of the professors shall have to as well." Dumbledore said with
smile.
Hermoine just nodded and ran back out of Dumbledore's office to find everyone.