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Chapter 11
Hermione gasped. Cedric was dead! How could he be here? She marveled over the fact that she was in the presence of someone who had come back to life for a second. than she noticed his slight transparent figure. Immediately she felt stupid. She had been going to Hogwarts for five years now. That meant that she had been seeing ghosts for five years now, and she had never been scared like that. Maybe that was because she was expecting them at the times she saw them. The last thing that she expected when she was sitting in the tiny room, which would never be able to seat more than ten people, (especially since there was a bed, sink, and shelf there already) was a ghost. Especially the ghost of Cedric Diggory. Dumbledore smiled, "Hermione," he said, "I believe you have met Mr. Diggory." Hermione smiled back and weakly said, "Um, yes, it's nice to see you again, "It's nice to see you again, also," Cedric replied. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, "Cedric has been spying at the cave for us," he explained, "he is the only spy we have on our side that cannot be harmed." "Oh," said Hermione, "than you are sure that Ron and Cho and Ginny are okay." "Well," Cedric said, "I know that because of effects left over from the Priori Incantation, Voldemort is now unable do directly kill almost everyone. He can do some things that can kill people, but it is extremely hard for that to happen." "Oh," said Hermione, with relief in her voice, "So Ron, Ginny, and Cho will live!" "Not necessarily," said Cedric as if it were no big deal. But than again, for someone dead, dying probably *was* no big deal. "They could easily be killed if they are hurt too bad after being under the Crutatius curse for too long and to badly. Also, I they are all very sick right now. I think it's the flu. If that goes untreated, things can be bad. Hermione sighed, "When can you rescue them?" she asked. "As soon as it is safe for us to go there. Voldemort may be unable to kill, but that is untrue for the death eaters. They still have their wands. If we send people there, they can easily kill us and Cho, Ginny, and Ron. Cedric here is going to keep us updated, and so are a few other non-death eaters," said Dumbledore. "Well," said Cedric, "I have to be going. Goodbye." And with that, he floated out of the room. "Wow!" exclaimed Hermione once Cedric was gone; "I really didn't expect that!" Dumbledore grinned knowingly, "yes," he said, "I don't think anyone does. Unfortunately, there are some problems. If Voldemort sees Cedric he may become suspicious. He has seen him when he was alive, of course. And just because Voldemort is evil doesn't mean that he's stupid. But a lot of people from the ministry have been helping us. Even Minister Fudge has been helping. He knows that Misters Chang and Weasley are very prominent wizards and does not want them to leave the ministry because of this." Hermione nodded and cast a sad look at Harry. "Don't worry about Harry, Hermione. He is going to be fine." "Why does he keep fainting?" she asked. She remembered the same thing happening two years earlier, but that was because of the Dementors. The Dementors could not be in Hogwarts now. Dumbledore had them banned. "I am not quite sure why. There are a few possibilities that Madame Pomfrey and I came up with," said Dumbledore, "The one that is sticking out the most is that we think he can see Voldemort and his friends in the cave where they are. And he can see what is going on there too." Hermione gasped, "do you mean that he's a Seer?" Dumbledore nodded, "I'm sure Professor Trelawney will love that," he said, his eyes twinkling.
A few hours later, Hermione had gone back to the dormitories, and Sirius was left alone with his godson. Sirius had just started to drift off to sleep, when he noticed that tears were leaking through Harry's eyelids, which were tightly shut. "Harry," whispered Sirius urgently, "Harry! Wake up!" His eyes fluttered and opened and he weakly raised his head. "Sirius," he whispered back. "I.I." "Shh," Sirius said softly, "don't talk. Everything's going to be okay." "No it's not," Harry muttered as he sat up, "They're sick. Nothing can protect them now. And Malfoy's father gave them something. Something bad, I think, I am not sure what it is." Dumbledore entered the room, "Actually, Harry," said Dumbledore, "Lucius has been helping them more than they could ever imagine." "What?" said Harry, "How can he be helping? He's a death eater. He tried to get you fired. He can't be helping." "The box he gave to your friends, is something that I gave to him. In the box are four portkeys. Each of the portkeys is different from most portkeys that anyone has ever seen. Only one or two people can be transported anywhere at a time, and than, the key instantly disappears, than reappears at the hands of its creator." "Is that you?" Harry asked. Dumbledore shook his head, "Professors Snape and Flitwick each made one. Professor Snape's will take someone to Diagon Alley and Professor Flitwick's will take someone to Hagrid's house. Percy Weasley made the other two and they will take someone straight to the Weasley House. Unfortunately, nobody can tell Ron, Ginny, and Cho about this in front of Voldemort. Cedric has been trying, because nothing terible can happen to him now that he has died, but this task has been extremely emotional for him. Apparently he was very close to Miss Chang when he was alive." A lot of things were slowly beginning to make sense to Harry. But he still didn't understand why he could see what he was seeing. He wanted to help, but he didn't see how. For hours and hours that night, Harry thought and thought about how he could possibly help his friends, than an idea started to form in his head. 'It has to work,' he thought to himself, 'it HAS to'
A/N~ Please review! I'll be posting the next chapter soon!
A/N Thanks, all of my reviewers, I love you! Please read and review!
Chapter 11
Hermione gasped. Cedric was dead! How could he be here? She marveled over the fact that she was in the presence of someone who had come back to life for a second. than she noticed his slight transparent figure. Immediately she felt stupid. She had been going to Hogwarts for five years now. That meant that she had been seeing ghosts for five years now, and she had never been scared like that. Maybe that was because she was expecting them at the times she saw them. The last thing that she expected when she was sitting in the tiny room, which would never be able to seat more than ten people, (especially since there was a bed, sink, and shelf there already) was a ghost. Especially the ghost of Cedric Diggory. Dumbledore smiled, "Hermione," he said, "I believe you have met Mr. Diggory." Hermione smiled back and weakly said, "Um, yes, it's nice to see you again, "It's nice to see you again, also," Cedric replied. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, "Cedric has been spying at the cave for us," he explained, "he is the only spy we have on our side that cannot be harmed." "Oh," said Hermione, "than you are sure that Ron and Cho and Ginny are okay." "Well," Cedric said, "I know that because of effects left over from the Priori Incantation, Voldemort is now unable do directly kill almost everyone. He can do some things that can kill people, but it is extremely hard for that to happen." "Oh," said Hermione, with relief in her voice, "So Ron, Ginny, and Cho will live!" "Not necessarily," said Cedric as if it were no big deal. But than again, for someone dead, dying probably *was* no big deal. "They could easily be killed if they are hurt too bad after being under the Crutatius curse for too long and to badly. Also, I they are all very sick right now. I think it's the flu. If that goes untreated, things can be bad. Hermione sighed, "When can you rescue them?" she asked. "As soon as it is safe for us to go there. Voldemort may be unable to kill, but that is untrue for the death eaters. They still have their wands. If we send people there, they can easily kill us and Cho, Ginny, and Ron. Cedric here is going to keep us updated, and so are a few other non-death eaters," said Dumbledore. "Well," said Cedric, "I have to be going. Goodbye." And with that, he floated out of the room. "Wow!" exclaimed Hermione once Cedric was gone; "I really didn't expect that!" Dumbledore grinned knowingly, "yes," he said, "I don't think anyone does. Unfortunately, there are some problems. If Voldemort sees Cedric he may become suspicious. He has seen him when he was alive, of course. And just because Voldemort is evil doesn't mean that he's stupid. But a lot of people from the ministry have been helping us. Even Minister Fudge has been helping. He knows that Misters Chang and Weasley are very prominent wizards and does not want them to leave the ministry because of this." Hermione nodded and cast a sad look at Harry. "Don't worry about Harry, Hermione. He is going to be fine." "Why does he keep fainting?" she asked. She remembered the same thing happening two years earlier, but that was because of the Dementors. The Dementors could not be in Hogwarts now. Dumbledore had them banned. "I am not quite sure why. There are a few possibilities that Madame Pomfrey and I came up with," said Dumbledore, "The one that is sticking out the most is that we think he can see Voldemort and his friends in the cave where they are. And he can see what is going on there too." Hermione gasped, "do you mean that he's a Seer?" Dumbledore nodded, "I'm sure Professor Trelawney will love that," he said, his eyes twinkling.
A few hours later, Hermione had gone back to the dormitories, and Sirius was left alone with his godson. Sirius had just started to drift off to sleep, when he noticed that tears were leaking through Harry's eyelids, which were tightly shut. "Harry," whispered Sirius urgently, "Harry! Wake up!" His eyes fluttered and opened and he weakly raised his head. "Sirius," he whispered back. "I.I." "Shh," Sirius said softly, "don't talk. Everything's going to be okay." "No it's not," Harry muttered as he sat up, "They're sick. Nothing can protect them now. And Malfoy's father gave them something. Something bad, I think, I am not sure what it is." Dumbledore entered the room, "Actually, Harry," said Dumbledore, "Lucius has been helping them more than they could ever imagine." "What?" said Harry, "How can he be helping? He's a death eater. He tried to get you fired. He can't be helping." "The box he gave to your friends, is something that I gave to him. In the box are four portkeys. Each of the portkeys is different from most portkeys that anyone has ever seen. Only one or two people can be transported anywhere at a time, and than, the key instantly disappears, than reappears at the hands of its creator." "Is that you?" Harry asked. Dumbledore shook his head, "Professors Snape and Flitwick each made one. Professor Snape's will take someone to Diagon Alley and Professor Flitwick's will take someone to Hagrid's house. Percy Weasley made the other two and they will take someone straight to the Weasley House. Unfortunately, nobody can tell Ron, Ginny, and Cho about this in front of Voldemort. Cedric has been trying, because nothing terible can happen to him now that he has died, but this task has been extremely emotional for him. Apparently he was very close to Miss Chang when he was alive." A lot of things were slowly beginning to make sense to Harry. But he still didn't understand why he could see what he was seeing. He wanted to help, but he didn't see how. For hours and hours that night, Harry thought and thought about how he could possibly help his friends, than an idea started to form in his head. 'It has to work,' he thought to himself, 'it HAS to'
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