Harry Potter and the Resurrection of Camelot
Chapter Four-Journey to Avalon
Arthur's Note: (get the lame joke?) Sorry for the bad lapses in updating. We have some good quality stuff in this chapter. J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers own HP, Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate own C&H. So there! God bless!
Ron complained, Aren't secret wizarding hiding places easy to find?
The cold was biting up here Harry had to admit, he was quite a bit surprised that Dumbledore had selected Snape to lead the mission to find the resting place of the Round Table, AKA Avalon. Headmaster Dumbledore had firmly decided that Avalon must have been somewhere in the North Pole. After all, it was the only place except for Antartica for a Hibernation Spell, and the closest to the former Kingdom of Camelot.
On Harry's left, Hermione Elizabeth Granger turned and looked at Ron, Oh honestly, Ron! Please! Give me a break, is it really that hard?
answered, Calvin, Harry, Hobbes, Ron, and Snape.
Hermione pouted and Harry grinned.
Come on yourself Herms, we're only kidding.
Maybe you are, Ron retorted, But I sure as heck aren't. I'd like to know why Avalon couldn't have been the Bahamas, or maybe Hawaii!
admoshished Snape, who sounded more icey then ever up her in subzero temperatures, Ten points from Gryffindor for each of you.
Harry did some mental math, with five people from Gryffindor here, that would be fifty points off if you included Hobbes.
Hobbes grinned, naturally the tiger was wearing the least overgarments as he had tons of fur, but Harry would have much rather known that Heating Charms didn't work near the poles before he came up, Fifty to Gryffindor, Severus. It was a good try.
Snape huffed and continued using the Four-Point Spell to get his bearings and some kind of a spell that showed the scale of magic in the area.
It's a Riddle Scale, Hermione explained and Harry recoiled at the name, Invented in 1957 by Tom Marvolo Riddle, it allows for you to tell how much Light and Dark magic is in the imeddite four mile radius. Magic words are Quill Lidacrk.
Thanks Miss Britannica, Calvin grumbled nearby, You know this isn't my favorite idea of a good time trapped up here in Nowhere, North Pole looking for a bunch of dead people who in the Muggle world are a legend and a bad B movie that is remade time and time again.
Hermione laughed, Have you ever read Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court?
Calvin returned, But I've seen ten remakes, among them Whoopi Goldberg as Sir Boss'.
Hermione grinned, You Yankees, you always rework a good idea to death, again and again and again.
Snape wheeled around, Would all you kindly shut up before I full Bod-Bind you and leave you here? All you do is complain! This is an important mission Miss Granger!
With that Snape continued on, and the gang went on in silence.
All right, Potter, Granger, Weasley, Siberia, Arrow. We should be right ont top of something here, Snape began, Huge amounts of Light magic are emanating from this area.
I take it we aren't going to Toronto? Harry inquired of Hermione as he ignored Snape and whispered in Hermione's ear.
Snape yelled, Pay attention! Now if we-
And with that, the snow underneath one Potions Professor Severus Filat Snape melted at an extraordinary rate and the above mentioned professor dissappeared.
What the- Hobbes rushed over as quickly as was possible in the snow drifets and looked over to where Snape had just stood. By Godric Gryffindor! It's a slide?
As everyone else jogged over to the snow, (of course, Calvin fell and uttered a rather unrepeatable and unprintable word), and looked down into what appeared to be an endless slide. If Harry strained his ears just enough he could in fact here a very distant being screamed from the throat of Professor Snape.
After Hobbes performed the Riddle Scale Charm and Four-Point Spell, he looked around at the everlasting whiteness that surrounded them in all directions. Let's go. This is the entrace to Avalon.
With that he jumped in.
Calvin followed quickly after Hobbes and foolishly decided to go in sliding on his stomach. Needless to say his creams of pain and Ouch! It bruns the ice burns! Ohhhhhhhhh, I'm gonna die!!! Aggggggh! Ouch! Ow! Ow! deterred anyone else from following suit. Ron went in next, rather gingerly because the last thing he wanted to do was end up looking like Calvin.
Harry and Hermione decided by mutual consent to go in at the same time. This also proved to be a horrible mistake because they ended up it hitting each other very hard on the harpin curves, and Harry ended up getting flipped over, and had to go down the rest of the (easily) mile long slide in a backwards, and on his stomach position.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! OWWWWWWWWW!
Finally, the slide ended, and Harry flew out and kicked Snape directly the stomach, which had the good effect of waking him, and he'd been rather unconsious, and the bad effect of waking him up because he'd been rather unconsious!
MR. POTTER! I'll get you for-
Snape was broken off in mid sentence as he reached for his wand and Hermione came zooming out of the slide exit. She hurtled through the air, executed a perfect cartwheel and crashed right into Harry's forehead, and as a result Harry blindsided Snape and knocked him over, where he hit his head one one of the many pillars of ice.
Hermione profusly apolagized as Harry got up, and Harry grinned as he looked at the scar on her forehead that was an exact reciprocal of his own, Hey no problem, I enjoy going down a slide like that and getting kicked in the head by my beautiful girlfriend.
Hermione rolled her eyes and playfully hit Harry in the stomach, right where he had slid down an entire mile. His face turned green and he nearly doubled over. Hermione, needless to say, got a bit shocked and helped Harry lay down.
Looking past Hermione's worried face, Harry was able to see the crystal clear ice chandalers that made up the pure ice ceiling. Harry squeezed Hermione's hand gently and grinned, No real problem, just a little sore.
As he continued to practice his breathing skills and rub his belly, Harry looked up past Hermione's face once more and noticed that one of the chandalers was beginning to break. The icy rope was now nearly completely splintered, and Harry was unable to shout a warning before the solid frozen structure smashed into Hermione's back, and (once again) Harry's stomach.
How many fingers am I holding up? Hobbes asked Harry and Hermione as he lifted up his paw andtucked in his thumb and pinky finger.
Hermione said, This isn't a good time to use magic so that you have seventeen fingers on a single hand. You don't even have any of them down.
Hobbes got a half-bemused, half-worried look on his face and he turned over to Harry, How about you?
Harry was feeling a bit drowsy, All I want to do is fall asleep Hobbes, please, he blinked, I think your holding up nine fingers on your right hand and eleventeen on your left, I have no ide how you got the thirty-twelve on the third hand in the middle.
Hobbes laughed out loud that one and then quickly apoligized, Sorry, guys, I don't have a great bedside manner, I guess. Well, actually I was holding up three fingers on just one hand.
Oh great, Hermione said, What happened anyway?
Ron walked over looking extremly worried, Harry was on the ground, and you were helping him up one of the ice chandalers crashed on you guys.
Harry ran a hand through his extremly messy hair, and found a few ice chips there, Yeah, I see.
Hermione made a motion to get up, but Hobbes gently rebuked her and laid her back down, Shhhh...Hermione, lay down. You might have a concussion. And Harry, because of that I'd much rather if you didn't fall asleep.
Harry and Hermione nodded uncertainly.
Great vacation, Hermione commented, How's Snape?
Hobbes grinned, Oh, he's all right. When he woke up again he tried to Avada Kedavra us all. No problem though, I'm so glad Dumbledore impeccably trusts him.
Harry asked, Are we going to do?
Well, when you guys settle down a bit, I'll do what Healing Charms I can do, and we'll check to see if Arthur & Co. are alseep eternally or not there.
was Ron's response.
Harry nodded and tried to calm down, The greatest things always happen to us don't they, Herms?
Hermione found Harry's hand after a bit searchinga nd held it, squeezing it once.
Oh, but it's all worth it when we nearly die every time we see each other, trust me.
Eventually, Hobbes decided that he could perform Anti-Concussion Charms, Healing Charms, and Bruising Spell. Harry and Hermione were able to shakily stand up and walk around a bit.
Great job, Calvin said with a smirk and a sarcastic demeanor.
Shut up Arrow, Harry said good-naturedly.
Hermione inquired in hopes of heading off a possible argument, What do we have to do?
Hobbes sighed and gestured at the entire crystal palace, If we continue on this way the Light gets more powerful according to the Scale. Therefore something should be there. Hopefully Arthur.
All cool, Harry said.
And if not? Calvin asked.
Hobbes paused.
Then we have a problem.
Continuing onward, the group was able to decend a ice staircase further down into the catacombs and found sleeping cubicles.
With no one in them.
Hobbes took a deep breath and pulled out the Quikgo that had brought them there. Again it glowed and flashed pink:
I don't know why I have to work
In sub-zero temperatures,
To me it is but a quirk,
And a bad job overture,
My pen is chattering,
My teeth (if I had any)be'd rattling,
But hey, indeed, indeed, indeed,
Where do you do want to go?
You could've said that awhile ago,
And I'd have done the deed.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
Hogwarts-Hogsmeade border, and step on it would you?