Thunder and lighten danced in the dark early morning sky, yet he had a
purpose nothing could keep him from this visited it was time. They had been
preparing her for five years for the battle.
Wait for me please,
'cause I think I'm loosing ground.
And all my fear, it crowds around
The order had chosen her for her mind, the rest they would give her. She had become their warrior, the first years had been hard, they had to break her, to remold her, to rebuild her until she was no longer whom she once was.
Could be, I never saw a thing until now.
Could be, I've been holding on.
Walking thru the hall to the library, Albus Dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts and leader of the order reached the back wall in the restricted section pulling his wand out of his robe he inserted it in what to most would appear a hole in the stone wall. Slowly the door slides down into the floor walking down the hidden stairs Albus shivers as the cold air from the very bowels of the school rush up at him.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs Albus enters thru another doorway until he enters a large room. There is very little furniture; she had destroyed most of it in the beginning. Looking around the room until his eyes found the man he was looking for, calling out to get he's attention. "Severus".
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
Turning from the doorway of the other room, Severus Snape walks toward the headmaster. "Headmaster" he says nodding to the older man.
And he said whoa girl, and your surprises.
Well who in the hell were you hoping for.
Now I will start to take myself back
piece by piece, piece by piece.
Why are there always broken pieces on the floor
"How is she today Severus?" Albus asked walking with Severus towards her room.
She had a fitful night but she is meditating now." Severus said his eyes coming to lie on the young woman sitting in the center of the empty room on the floor.
"Is she ready, for what she must face?" Albus said his eyes never leavening the woman.
Before Severus could answer she was standing facing them, her eyes no longer there honey brown color. The emptiness more apparent then anything, her eyes no longer held her youthful innocence or happiness. She didn't speak yet her body spoke volumes. Everything she once was, was no longer there, it was replaced by power.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Standing before him was no longer the young woman once know as Hermione Granger, she was replaced by a deadly warrior. He had done this to her, and even thou she chose to become this he felt no better then Voldemort.
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
There his best student in a century stood her hair cropped off, scars on her arms from the chains they had to use at first. The tattoo she had marred her own face that was the turning point for them all. That was the day her innocence had died forever. When the Shou-lin came to him and said there was nothing else he could give her, Albus knew the time was drawing near, yet the nightmares remained.
Maybe one day,
I'll find someone who's not afraid
The transfer of the power, the potions, the spells, the training had changed her. He could remember her screams of pain when her body began fighting against the deadly potions they had given her, but as much as he wished they could stop it all the Shou-lin would not let them. If they were to defeat Voldemort then they had to do this thing.
to finish what he started.
How do you fall, how do you fall...
Reaching into his robe Albus pulled out the sword of gryffindor, and held it out for her.
Taking the sword in her hands, she transfigured it into a phoenix cloak clasp.
"Very good my dear." Albus said smiling.
Walking over to the chair she picked up her cloak and slipping it over her shoulders fastening the phoenix in place she pulled the hood up and down over her face. Turning back to the headmaster and Severus she walked past them towards the doorway and then the stairs, it was time.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
Following slowly behind her Albus called out to her as she was at the doorway leading to the library, "Ron is getting married today my dear, Harry will be there, I know you can't be by their side but maybe you could be there just the same just incase Voldemort decides to send anyone after Harry. There have been six attempts in 3 weeks on his life."
With out turning she sweeps out the doorway back into the real world after spending five years in the dark.
Walking thru the halls those few, who remained over the summer, stopped and stared as they watched the cloaked figure. If they had felt any alarm the sight of the headmaster, and the potions master following closely behind it washed it away.
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Minerva McGonagall stood in the entryway of the school rooted there by the realization of who this was and what they had done to her. Covering her mouth with her hand she sobbed, "Dear lord what have we done."
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
Coming up beside her Albus put his hand on her shoulder and they watched the young woman walk down the stairs and dissipate. "We did what we needed to continue to survive my dear.
wait for me...
How do you Fall - by Samantha Newark (the speaking voice of Jem/Jerrica of Jem and the Holograms) Any of the songs in my fic's that you may like and want I will email them out .
Wait for me please,
'cause I think I'm loosing ground.
And all my fear, it crowds around
The order had chosen her for her mind, the rest they would give her. She had become their warrior, the first years had been hard, they had to break her, to remold her, to rebuild her until she was no longer whom she once was.
Could be, I never saw a thing until now.
Could be, I've been holding on.
Walking thru the hall to the library, Albus Dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts and leader of the order reached the back wall in the restricted section pulling his wand out of his robe he inserted it in what to most would appear a hole in the stone wall. Slowly the door slides down into the floor walking down the hidden stairs Albus shivers as the cold air from the very bowels of the school rush up at him.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Reaching the bottom of the stairs Albus enters thru another doorway until he enters a large room. There is very little furniture; she had destroyed most of it in the beginning. Looking around the room until his eyes found the man he was looking for, calling out to get he's attention. "Severus".
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
Turning from the doorway of the other room, Severus Snape walks toward the headmaster. "Headmaster" he says nodding to the older man.
And he said whoa girl, and your surprises.
Well who in the hell were you hoping for.
Now I will start to take myself back
piece by piece, piece by piece.
Why are there always broken pieces on the floor
"How is she today Severus?" Albus asked walking with Severus towards her room.
She had a fitful night but she is meditating now." Severus said his eyes coming to lie on the young woman sitting in the center of the empty room on the floor.
"Is she ready, for what she must face?" Albus said his eyes never leavening the woman.
Before Severus could answer she was standing facing them, her eyes no longer there honey brown color. The emptiness more apparent then anything, her eyes no longer held her youthful innocence or happiness. She didn't speak yet her body spoke volumes. Everything she once was, was no longer there, it was replaced by power.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Standing before him was no longer the young woman once know as Hermione Granger, she was replaced by a deadly warrior. He had done this to her, and even thou she chose to become this he felt no better then Voldemort.
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
There his best student in a century stood her hair cropped off, scars on her arms from the chains they had to use at first. The tattoo she had marred her own face that was the turning point for them all. That was the day her innocence had died forever. When the Shou-lin came to him and said there was nothing else he could give her, Albus knew the time was drawing near, yet the nightmares remained.
Maybe one day,
I'll find someone who's not afraid
The transfer of the power, the potions, the spells, the training had changed her. He could remember her screams of pain when her body began fighting against the deadly potions they had given her, but as much as he wished they could stop it all the Shou-lin would not let them. If they were to defeat Voldemort then they had to do this thing.
to finish what he started.
How do you fall, how do you fall...
Reaching into his robe Albus pulled out the sword of gryffindor, and held it out for her.
Taking the sword in her hands, she transfigured it into a phoenix cloak clasp.
"Very good my dear." Albus said smiling.
Walking over to the chair she picked up her cloak and slipping it over her shoulders fastening the phoenix in place she pulled the hood up and down over her face. Turning back to the headmaster and Severus she walked past them towards the doorway and then the stairs, it was time.
How do you fall, what do you see,
how do you love sweet lover,
Following slowly behind her Albus called out to her as she was at the doorway leading to the library, "Ron is getting married today my dear, Harry will be there, I know you can't be by their side but maybe you could be there just the same just incase Voldemort decides to send anyone after Harry. There have been six attempts in 3 weeks on his life."
With out turning she sweeps out the doorway back into the real world after spending five years in the dark.
Walking thru the halls those few, who remained over the summer, stopped and stared as they watched the cloaked figure. If they had felt any alarm the sight of the headmaster, and the potions master following closely behind it washed it away.
could you fall for me?
'Cause I'm holding on
a little to tight to breath.
Minerva McGonagall stood in the entryway of the school rooted there by the realization of who this was and what they had done to her. Covering her mouth with her hand she sobbed, "Dear lord what have we done."
And it's my worn out tired whisper
to watch you leave.
Coming up beside her Albus put his hand on her shoulder and they watched the young woman walk down the stairs and dissipate. "We did what we needed to continue to survive my dear.
wait for me...
How do you Fall - by Samantha Newark (the speaking voice of Jem/Jerrica of Jem and the Holograms) Any of the songs in my fic's that you may like and want I will email them out .
