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Life
The next day after Harry returned home from work he laid down on the couch. It would be another hour before Hermione was back from Hogwarts. She was there as a substitute teacher or a teacher's assistant. She could substitute for almost anything, except Divination, which she didn't believe in, flying lessons, which she didn't like, and she always insisted that if a sub was needed for the DADA class that he take it. Mostly because that was the only class he was any good at teaching, and because he taught it well. He was always glad to substitute there. It gave him a break from work and he missed Hogwarts when he wasn't there.
Then he though of the day Hermione had discovered meditation the summer before third grade. He laughed to himself. She had check out a book about martial arts and it spoke of a meditation technique to 'free the mind and calm the soul'.
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"Hey! Harry! Mike! Look at this" she said holding up the new book she had recently checked out.
Harry and Mike looked at each other, worried expressions on their faces while Kate looked at them with a what's-wrong-with-that sort of look. "I don't know Hermione, the last time you told us to 'take a look at this' it was five hundred pages later, that we stopped, and only because Mike had fallen asleep."
"Yeah, but you could have stopped any time you wanted," she said glaring at them.
"Yeah," agreed Kate, who also enjoyed reading, but did not find in nearly as interesting as Hermione.
"Um. right" said Mike, "we'll do well to remember that this time" he elbowed Harry in the ribs, as if to say, we don't need to be so polite see.
"Okay Herm, what is it?" asked Harry.
She smiled and showed them, "meditation, want to try it."
Mike was about to decline and go do something else with Harry when Harry said, "Sure, sounds a bit interesting." Mike groaned but neither of them took notice. They sat in a circle. Hermione with the book in front of her, Mike to her right, Kate to her left, and Harry across from her. She read from the book, telling them how to breathe, in what position to sit, and how to clear the thoughts from their heads. They sat there for an hour just meditating before Mike was relaxed enough to fall asleep. Kate was feeling great and without knowing it also slipped off into dreamland. Harry and Hermione, though, were having a completely different experience.
Harry's Dream
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'Open up your eyes Harry' a soft voice flowed into his mind. He did so and saw he was sitting on a cloud. He looked and saw a figure floating in front of him. The figure reminded him of an angel. She had brilliant flowing wings, a delicate face, and a pure white, glowing robe covering her slim body. She seemed to hover just above the surface of the cloud that Harry was sitting on. 'Hello' her sweet, and relaxing voice filled his thoughts, 'do you know what I am?' she looked at him.
"You're a-an angel" Harry managed "aren't you?"
'Yes' she replied smiling sweetly, but then a dark cloud appeared to be floating towards them. 'Harry, be careful' she said still smiling at him.
"Wh-what do you mean?" He asked hurriedly. Now the dark cloud stopped and from out of the center arose a horrifying creature that could only be a demon. It had blood red skin, and pitch black horns that sprouted out all over its body. Its mouth, with too many pointed teeth opened and the voice that came out chilled Harry to the bone.
"Harry" said the demon "come with me, I will give you power to exact your revenge on the one who killed your parents." Terror flowed freely through Harry's veins.
'Harry' said the angel ushering away the terror the demon inspired. 'You have a choice.' Harry felt very comfortable with the angel, but the demon offered the promise of revenge, which was very tempting. He looked once more at the demon, which was grinning wickedly and tempting him with power beyond that of his own imagination. He looked back at the angel, the feeling of peace returning to him. He stood up, walked toward the angel and she embraced him in a warm, and loving hug, 'just like mum would've', thought Harry a tear running down his face.
The demon screeched in anger but it vanished leaving Harry and the angel alone. 'You are a very wise human Harry' she said releasing Harry. 'I would like to gift you for your wisdom. Receive the healing and protective powers of heaven. Harry looked at himself his skin was glowing lightly. 'I hope to see you again Harry.' Then everything went white. He found himself sitting, back at home looking at a very confused Hermione.
'Harry, your glowing' Hermione voice flowed into his head. "Did you get a visitor to?"
"Yeah" Harry smiled, "an angel."
'Me too' her voice again sounding in his head.
Hermione's Dream
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'Hermione' said a sweet voice 'Hermione, open your eyes.' Hermione did so and was extremely surprised to find that she was floating on a cloud. A wave of panic swept through her. Then she saw the angel. Her panic left like the receding tide. Warmth engulfed her, and she felt entirely peaceful. 'Hermione, don't give in' said the angel smiling, just as a dark cloud approached.
Out of the cloud appeared the demon. "Come with me" he snarled. It felt like a title wave of pure and utter terror washing over and through her. "I can offer you anything you desire," said the demon. "All the knowledge in the world could be at your fingertips."
Hermione looked back at the angel the terror washed away like dirt would if she was submerged in water. The tear that had been produced while she had been drowning in terror dried away to be replaced by tears of joy as the angel embraced her. "Don't let me go," whispered Hermione.
'Do not worry, child' cooed the angel; 'I would never. You are very special, and for your intelligent decision, I will gift you with an ability to divine people feeling and speak to them as I do, through their mind."
Hermione looked at her a second before the angel smiled brightly and with a flash of white light she was gazing at Harry. 'Harry, your glowing' she thought and realized he had heard her 'Did you get a visitor to?' she thought again.
"Yeah," He smiled, "an angel."
'Me too' she thought.
Harry looked at the clock; it was ten PM. "Well, we should go to sleep to," he said glancing at Mike and Kate.
"Yeah, we should" Hermione went to get up but felt very weak. Harry got up, recovering faster from the dream than she, mostly because of the healing nature of his new ability. He offered her a hand and she accepted. When their skin made contact she instating felt restored. She also felt a deep sadness within him. When she looked deeper a found the origin to be his parents he pulled his hand away.
"Please" he said, "don't pry."
"Sorry" she said, "I didn't know I could do that."
"It's okay," he said smiling thinking that she reminded him of the angle, "I don't know what I can do either."
"Thanks" she said and then thought 'for the complement.' Harry blushed slightly.
"No problem" he said "just don't read my mind all the time." He blushed a bit more at what she could find out just by reading his mind. He would have to learn to cloud his mind. He went and got the sleeping bags gave one to Hermione and she spread it on the couch. Harry cover Mike and Kate with their own bags and then crawled into his.
"Night Herm" Harry said, "Sweet dreams."
"Night Harry" said Hermione, "You too."
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"Harry, honey, I'm home," his wife yelled. He got up and walked over to his wife. He smiled at her and gave her a hug.
"Have I told you lately that I love you," he whispered in her ear. She nodded and he kissed her and said, "I love you."
She smiled at him and said, "I love you too."
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A special thanks to coconut-ice agent h/h.
Life
The next day after Harry returned home from work he laid down on the couch. It would be another hour before Hermione was back from Hogwarts. She was there as a substitute teacher or a teacher's assistant. She could substitute for almost anything, except Divination, which she didn't believe in, flying lessons, which she didn't like, and she always insisted that if a sub was needed for the DADA class that he take it. Mostly because that was the only class he was any good at teaching, and because he taught it well. He was always glad to substitute there. It gave him a break from work and he missed Hogwarts when he wasn't there.
Then he though of the day Hermione had discovered meditation the summer before third grade. He laughed to himself. She had check out a book about martial arts and it spoke of a meditation technique to 'free the mind and calm the soul'.
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"Hey! Harry! Mike! Look at this" she said holding up the new book she had recently checked out.
Harry and Mike looked at each other, worried expressions on their faces while Kate looked at them with a what's-wrong-with-that sort of look. "I don't know Hermione, the last time you told us to 'take a look at this' it was five hundred pages later, that we stopped, and only because Mike had fallen asleep."
"Yeah, but you could have stopped any time you wanted," she said glaring at them.
"Yeah," agreed Kate, who also enjoyed reading, but did not find in nearly as interesting as Hermione.
"Um. right" said Mike, "we'll do well to remember that this time" he elbowed Harry in the ribs, as if to say, we don't need to be so polite see.
"Okay Herm, what is it?" asked Harry.
She smiled and showed them, "meditation, want to try it."
Mike was about to decline and go do something else with Harry when Harry said, "Sure, sounds a bit interesting." Mike groaned but neither of them took notice. They sat in a circle. Hermione with the book in front of her, Mike to her right, Kate to her left, and Harry across from her. She read from the book, telling them how to breathe, in what position to sit, and how to clear the thoughts from their heads. They sat there for an hour just meditating before Mike was relaxed enough to fall asleep. Kate was feeling great and without knowing it also slipped off into dreamland. Harry and Hermione, though, were having a completely different experience.
Harry's Dream
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'Open up your eyes Harry' a soft voice flowed into his mind. He did so and saw he was sitting on a cloud. He looked and saw a figure floating in front of him. The figure reminded him of an angel. She had brilliant flowing wings, a delicate face, and a pure white, glowing robe covering her slim body. She seemed to hover just above the surface of the cloud that Harry was sitting on. 'Hello' her sweet, and relaxing voice filled his thoughts, 'do you know what I am?' she looked at him.
"You're a-an angel" Harry managed "aren't you?"
'Yes' she replied smiling sweetly, but then a dark cloud appeared to be floating towards them. 'Harry, be careful' she said still smiling at him.
"Wh-what do you mean?" He asked hurriedly. Now the dark cloud stopped and from out of the center arose a horrifying creature that could only be a demon. It had blood red skin, and pitch black horns that sprouted out all over its body. Its mouth, with too many pointed teeth opened and the voice that came out chilled Harry to the bone.
"Harry" said the demon "come with me, I will give you power to exact your revenge on the one who killed your parents." Terror flowed freely through Harry's veins.
'Harry' said the angel ushering away the terror the demon inspired. 'You have a choice.' Harry felt very comfortable with the angel, but the demon offered the promise of revenge, which was very tempting. He looked once more at the demon, which was grinning wickedly and tempting him with power beyond that of his own imagination. He looked back at the angel, the feeling of peace returning to him. He stood up, walked toward the angel and she embraced him in a warm, and loving hug, 'just like mum would've', thought Harry a tear running down his face.
The demon screeched in anger but it vanished leaving Harry and the angel alone. 'You are a very wise human Harry' she said releasing Harry. 'I would like to gift you for your wisdom. Receive the healing and protective powers of heaven. Harry looked at himself his skin was glowing lightly. 'I hope to see you again Harry.' Then everything went white. He found himself sitting, back at home looking at a very confused Hermione.
'Harry, your glowing' Hermione voice flowed into his head. "Did you get a visitor to?"
"Yeah" Harry smiled, "an angel."
'Me too' her voice again sounding in his head.
Hermione's Dream
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'Hermione' said a sweet voice 'Hermione, open your eyes.' Hermione did so and was extremely surprised to find that she was floating on a cloud. A wave of panic swept through her. Then she saw the angel. Her panic left like the receding tide. Warmth engulfed her, and she felt entirely peaceful. 'Hermione, don't give in' said the angel smiling, just as a dark cloud approached.
Out of the cloud appeared the demon. "Come with me" he snarled. It felt like a title wave of pure and utter terror washing over and through her. "I can offer you anything you desire," said the demon. "All the knowledge in the world could be at your fingertips."
Hermione looked back at the angel the terror washed away like dirt would if she was submerged in water. The tear that had been produced while she had been drowning in terror dried away to be replaced by tears of joy as the angel embraced her. "Don't let me go," whispered Hermione.
'Do not worry, child' cooed the angel; 'I would never. You are very special, and for your intelligent decision, I will gift you with an ability to divine people feeling and speak to them as I do, through their mind."
Hermione looked at her a second before the angel smiled brightly and with a flash of white light she was gazing at Harry. 'Harry, your glowing' she thought and realized he had heard her 'Did you get a visitor to?' she thought again.
"Yeah," He smiled, "an angel."
'Me too' she thought.
Harry looked at the clock; it was ten PM. "Well, we should go to sleep to," he said glancing at Mike and Kate.
"Yeah, we should" Hermione went to get up but felt very weak. Harry got up, recovering faster from the dream than she, mostly because of the healing nature of his new ability. He offered her a hand and she accepted. When their skin made contact she instating felt restored. She also felt a deep sadness within him. When she looked deeper a found the origin to be his parents he pulled his hand away.
"Please" he said, "don't pry."
"Sorry" she said, "I didn't know I could do that."
"It's okay," he said smiling thinking that she reminded him of the angle, "I don't know what I can do either."
"Thanks" she said and then thought 'for the complement.' Harry blushed slightly.
"No problem" he said "just don't read my mind all the time." He blushed a bit more at what she could find out just by reading his mind. He would have to learn to cloud his mind. He went and got the sleeping bags gave one to Hermione and she spread it on the couch. Harry cover Mike and Kate with their own bags and then crawled into his.
"Night Herm" Harry said, "Sweet dreams."
"Night Harry" said Hermione, "You too."
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"Harry, honey, I'm home," his wife yelled. He got up and walked over to his wife. He smiled at her and gave her a hug.
"Have I told you lately that I love you," he whispered in her ear. She nodded and he kissed her and said, "I love you."
She smiled at him and said, "I love you too."
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A special thanks to coconut-ice agent h/h.