When Angels Die
Ch: 12
Disclaimer: not mine
AN: Sorry about the really late update but I seem to be suffering from writers block. Sorry.
The cold chill of the water pressed in on Harry from all sides. Down and down he went, sinking deeper into the chill of the water. 'If I don't get out of here soon, I'll die from hypothermia!' he thought. It seemed as if his legs were getting heavier and heavier. Harry frantically started to kick his way towards the surface.
'Air! I need air!' His lungs were on fire. If he didn't make it to the surface soon, Harry knew he would die. A light shone through from the surface and he finally broke free.
"Are you all right?" cried Draco from the shore. Harry spit out a mouthful of water before answering.
"Cold! I'm cold but f-f-fine!" Harry started to tread softly to the shore. "Where did that thing go?"
"I don't know. I hit it but it just flung you and let you go." Draco picked up Harry's wand and walked over to help him out. A pale hand met Harry's wet and cold one. The lake was deeper than it looked. The edge, which looked so shallow from the shore, was easily ten feet deep. Deep enough, in fact, to hide a monster.
Just as Harry was being lifted from the pool, a long and many-fingered hand snatched his foot and dragged him back down into the icy water. Harry looked down at the creature and stared. Instead of the disfigured creature he was expecting to see was a longhaired woman. She was beautiful- long dark hair and luminous blue eyes stared at him. A gold halo seemed to shine from all around him.
She smiled. A voice that was a soft as a feather flitted through his mind. We have been waiting for you. Harry stared. She smiled even brighter and beckoned for him to take a breath. Harry shook his head rapidly. It is all right. You can breath now. Come with me.
'What? I can't breath under water!' he thought. Then he took a breath-and gasped. He could breath! What in Merlin's name was going on? Harry glanced up at the surface of the water and then at the woman. He could see a long, silver tail that erupted where her legs should be and ended in dolphin like fins. What is this creature? 'I hope you're not to worried Draco.' With a silent prayer and a backwards glance, Harry followed the woman.
Who are you? he thought. You seem to know whom I am but I don't know your name.
I am Aunica, Guider of the Lost. Aunica floated gently on a head, flipping him gently as he tried to keep up. Harry wasn't much of a swimmer and it showed.
Guider of the Lost? But I'm not lost.
Aren't you though? You think you have no friends or loved ones in this world and yet you say you are not a lost soul?
Harry frowned. It was true that he felt he had lost every one the day he had died but it didn't mean that he was lost. Did it? A sudden flash filled his mind as a face swam up from his depths. It was Draco- he was smiling at him. In that moment Harry knew that no matter what the world through at him, Draco would always be by his side.
I'm not lost. As long as I have Draco, I can always find my way. Aunica looked at him and smiled. Harry saw a flash of white teeth in the darkness of the water.
Are you sure? She was leading him deeper and deeper into the lake. Harry saw thousands of tiny eyes stare at him as he swam passed. Where was he going?
Dead sure. They suddenly stopped. Harry floated silently in front of a solid stone door. A strange design was carved deep within it and, as Harry watched, it started to glow and hum. A crack appeared in the middle of it and slowly, as if on rusty hinges, it opened.
You have passed the Second Test. The First was to see if you would die at Harkunes Hands, the Second was to get passed me- if I found you unworthy of the Staff, you would have wondered lost for all ages. Your show of love allows you to pass. The Third Test is through these doors. You will either win and pass the world into a time of peace or fail and the world will be lost forever in a time of Darkness. Good luck.
Aunica swam away and left Harry staring into a tunnel of darkness. Should he go on? Gathering all his courage, Harry entered the Third Test.
Meanwhile, Draco was staring at the water anxiously. What if Harry had died? He didn't think that he could stand it if the one he loved was wrenched away just when he had finally gotten him back.
Draco frowned as a noise caught his attention. A scraping of boots on rocks caught his attention. Draco pulled his wand out and raised it at the doorway.
"Well if it isn't Draco Malfoy. What a pleasure to meet again" said a familiar voice. Draco recognized the face before all passed into darkness.
AN: This chapter sucks but I am trying to work out my writer's block. Hasn't anyone noticed that Dumbledore always has Snape and MacGonagall with him whenever something happens? Sorry about the rambling but I saw the Second Movie on opening night. It's so good! Anyway, please read and review. ~Ta-ta
AN: Sorry about the really late update but I seem to be suffering from writers block. Sorry.
The cold chill of the water pressed in on Harry from all sides. Down and down he went, sinking deeper into the chill of the water. 'If I don't get out of here soon, I'll die from hypothermia!' he thought. It seemed as if his legs were getting heavier and heavier. Harry frantically started to kick his way towards the surface.
'Air! I need air!' His lungs were on fire. If he didn't make it to the surface soon, Harry knew he would die. A light shone through from the surface and he finally broke free.
"Are you all right?" cried Draco from the shore. Harry spit out a mouthful of water before answering.
"Cold! I'm cold but f-f-fine!" Harry started to tread softly to the shore. "Where did that thing go?"
"I don't know. I hit it but it just flung you and let you go." Draco picked up Harry's wand and walked over to help him out. A pale hand met Harry's wet and cold one. The lake was deeper than it looked. The edge, which looked so shallow from the shore, was easily ten feet deep. Deep enough, in fact, to hide a monster.
Just as Harry was being lifted from the pool, a long and many-fingered hand snatched his foot and dragged him back down into the icy water. Harry looked down at the creature and stared. Instead of the disfigured creature he was expecting to see was a longhaired woman. She was beautiful- long dark hair and luminous blue eyes stared at him. A gold halo seemed to shine from all around him.
She smiled. A voice that was a soft as a feather flitted through his mind. We have been waiting for you. Harry stared. She smiled even brighter and beckoned for him to take a breath. Harry shook his head rapidly. It is all right. You can breath now. Come with me.
'What? I can't breath under water!' he thought. Then he took a breath-and gasped. He could breath! What in Merlin's name was going on? Harry glanced up at the surface of the water and then at the woman. He could see a long, silver tail that erupted where her legs should be and ended in dolphin like fins. What is this creature? 'I hope you're not to worried Draco.' With a silent prayer and a backwards glance, Harry followed the woman.
Who are you? he thought. You seem to know whom I am but I don't know your name.
I am Aunica, Guider of the Lost. Aunica floated gently on a head, flipping him gently as he tried to keep up. Harry wasn't much of a swimmer and it showed.
Guider of the Lost? But I'm not lost.
Aren't you though? You think you have no friends or loved ones in this world and yet you say you are not a lost soul?
Harry frowned. It was true that he felt he had lost every one the day he had died but it didn't mean that he was lost. Did it? A sudden flash filled his mind as a face swam up from his depths. It was Draco- he was smiling at him. In that moment Harry knew that no matter what the world through at him, Draco would always be by his side.
I'm not lost. As long as I have Draco, I can always find my way. Aunica looked at him and smiled. Harry saw a flash of white teeth in the darkness of the water.
Are you sure? She was leading him deeper and deeper into the lake. Harry saw thousands of tiny eyes stare at him as he swam passed. Where was he going?
Dead sure. They suddenly stopped. Harry floated silently in front of a solid stone door. A strange design was carved deep within it and, as Harry watched, it started to glow and hum. A crack appeared in the middle of it and slowly, as if on rusty hinges, it opened.
You have passed the Second Test. The First was to see if you would die at Harkunes Hands, the Second was to get passed me- if I found you unworthy of the Staff, you would have wondered lost for all ages. Your show of love allows you to pass. The Third Test is through these doors. You will either win and pass the world into a time of peace or fail and the world will be lost forever in a time of Darkness. Good luck.
Aunica swam away and left Harry staring into a tunnel of darkness. Should he go on? Gathering all his courage, Harry entered the Third Test.
Meanwhile, Draco was staring at the water anxiously. What if Harry had died? He didn't think that he could stand it if the one he loved was wrenched away just when he had finally gotten him back.
Draco frowned as a noise caught his attention. A scraping of boots on rocks caught his attention. Draco pulled his wand out and raised it at the doorway.
"Well if it isn't Draco Malfoy. What a pleasure to meet again" said a familiar voice. Draco recognized the face before all passed into darkness.
AN: This chapter sucks but I am trying to work out my writer's block. Hasn't anyone noticed that Dumbledore always has Snape and MacGonagall with him whenever something happens? Sorry about the rambling but I saw the Second Movie on opening night. It's so good! Anyway, please read and review. ~Ta-ta