Disclaimer: I still own no part of Harry Potter
I also want to mention that I'm just going to continue my story as though the fifth book didn't come out, bc some of the stuff that happened in the book doesn't exactly mesh with what i've got going on in my story. The book was quite good though, wasn't it? It was sad, but I was afraid it would be worse. I liked the plot but there were points that I wanted to kick a few people's asses...
Anyway, on ward.
The three stood up as it happened and all they could do was watch as the raven flew away at a speedy pace. "Did what I just thought happened really happen?" Harry asked.
"If you thought Alisabelle turned into a bird for no apparent reason and then flew off without a word, than yes." Hermione said.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked.
"I donno." Ron said, still staring in the direction Alisa had flown off into. "Maybe she remembered she had something to do."
"That was awfully rude, still. Maybe it was an emergency... I'm sure she'll be back." Hermione said.
"Of course she will be." Harry said, "But I wish I hadn't gotten to ask her about Malfoy before she flew off."
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked.
"Um.. Wait?" Ron suggested.
"She could be gone for hours!" Hermione said.
"Then maybe you should go inside and get some work done while she's gone, Hermione." Ron said, "I'm going to wait, I have nothing better to do."
"Do what you want," Harry said, "But I think I'll go in as well. Perhaps I'll find something interesting to do..."
"Yeah, intersting." Ron smiled, knowing Harry was planning getting on the dirt on the Syltherin's Quidditch team.
"You two are so weird." Hermione said, Harry and Ron looked at one another, and nodded their heads. "Oh, come on Harry." And she started off.
Harry smiled at Ron once more and followed after Hermione, "I hope she doesn't take too long..." He called back.
"And I hope the Slytherins aren't bothering to cover their tracks!" Ron called ahead to him. Sitting by the lake, Ron had a lot of time to think. He thought back to all of the times he had been scared and resolved to be more brave. He wanted desperately for Alisa not to think of his as a coward. Unfortunately, he could not show off his bravery without something to do. He knew he could have gone searching for an opportunity to be brave, but he wasn't foolish enough to do so. Trouble would come. When your best friends with Harry Potter, it always did.
Ron was unsure of how long he sat there thinking. It couldn't have been longer than an hour and a half later when Alisabelle's raven form reapeared in the skyline. Waiting impatiently, Ron stared at her until she arrived, quite out of breath. "Ron! You waited." She said.
"Of course," he said, "What happened?'
"It was... my people, I was called... I had no choice but to respond." She said, slowing her breathing.
"Respond to what?" he asked gently.
"There was a scare in the village. Easily taken care of, but they could not do it alone." She thought back on the experience she had gone through many times.
"But aren't they elves as well?" Ron asked.
"Yes, but..." She cleared her throat, "The problem was a quarrel, one which a noble had to deal with." She whispered the last words, but knew he heard her.
"Noble?" He asked.
"I... rule over a small part of the elven kingdom... it's not a big deal." She smiled, obviously proud of the work she had been doing there.
"Rule over? You mean you're like the queen of the elves or something?" He asked.
"Not queen, certainly not queen, but they do call me a princess, and I do what I can to live up to the title." She said quietly. "The others returned to the castle?"
"Yeah, but Harry wanted to ask you more about Malfoy." Ron said.
"Which one?" Alisa asked back.
"Oh, um, Draco, I think." Ron said, not used to referring to Malfoy's first name.
"There's a lot to ask about Draco, but very few questions I would answer." She said and Ron was slightly mystified, "Come, it's Saturday, we should do something." She took his hand and stepped off toward the castle.
"Is there anything to do this Saturday?" Ron asked.
Alisa laughed, "What isn't there to do? We have the whole school!"
"What do you mean?" Ron asked, usually all he did on Saturdays was hang out with his friends in the common room or outside the castle.
"Haven't you ever gone exploring the castle? Taken the routes no one travels?" She asked. Ron thought about it and realized most of the castle he had seen was when he got lost on the way somewhere, he had never explored the castle without a destination. He shook his head, "Oh, I used to do it all the time! And I know there are still places I haven't been, things I haven't seen and discovered. Exploring the school is far more fun than sitting outside or in the common room ever is." She said, but pulled him in a direction away from the entrance to Hogwarts.
"Where are we going?" Ron asked.
"There are other ways to get into Hogwarts, Ron, and we're going to find one." She said with a smile on her face, this was clearly something she loved to do. Ron laughed as she pulled him along the outer edge of the castle. "No one else knows about this, not even Fred and George, it's not even on the Maurader's map." She said picking up a blade of grass from below them. Slowly, she moved it across the stone as though she were writing something and slowly a rock pushed outward from the wall. Carved into the rock was a small lion, which Ron recognized to be the Gyffindor symbol. "Rggnant." Alisa whispered at it in some unknown language. Slowly, the rock pulled from the wall and the rest moved along with it until there was just enough space for Ron and Alisa to sneak through. The opening closed fast behind them. Ron didn't have a clue where they were. Alisa took his hand once more and led him down a long narrow corridor. "Where are we?" Ron asked in a whisper. "We're in the walls." Alisa said back, hurrying along, "We're almost there." She said and they quickly entered an open space. Ron looked around. The room was lightly furnished, with a small desk in one corner, a large bed in another, and a mirror near the desk. "This is room near the Gyffindor common room." Alisa explained, "Gyffindor made it as a safe room where he could think, be alone, or." She paused, motioning to the bed in the corner, "Be with Ravenclaw." She blushed, "But there are other ways to get in and out of here that don't include long corridors." She smiled and pointed upward.
Ron could see the ceiling was made of wooden beams and he didn't see signs of a trap door, but quickly, Alisa pointed her wand to the ceiling, whispered something Ron couldn't hear and a staircase dropped down, "What's up there?" Ron asked.
"You'll have to follow me to find out." She smiled and gracefully swept up the stairs, Ron following close behind her. She was stopped at a railing, and seemingly looking into a wall.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm watching Ginny. She's up to something." Alisa said, and Ron moved up next to her, he could see through the wall, which was fantastic to him, but then it occurred to ask himself, who could have been watching him years before? "Come on!" Alisa said, suddenly pulling away from the see- through wall before Ron had time to analyze what his sister was up to.
He quickly followed her through a series of doors he hadn't imagined existed and then into a small room. The ceiling above him was that of magical painted glass and the walls and floor all shimmered with the light from it. Ron was dazed for a moment before realizing the floor was a bed, or rather had padding all along it. "Why-" he asked, but his question was answered as Alisa laid down.
"I find it fascinating." She said as Ron laid down next to her. He just stared up as the amazing scene unfolded above him. The glass people moved and portrayed a repetitive scene of a man slaying a dragon, then picking up his lady and kissing her passionately. "Look through the clear parts," Alisa said referring to the white of the lady's dress, "You can see the sky." She whispered, "The view is spectacular!"
"Yes," Ron said, turning his body so he could look at her, "It really is." She turned to him and smiled, starring into his eyes. He could do nothing but stare back. She was so close, he could hear her breathing. Do it now, Ron thought to himself, she clearly wants you to! So without any more thought, he pressed his lips into hers. He saw fire ignite in her eyes and she closed them, and he followed in suit, their lips still pressed together, he opened his lips slightly and she opened hers. Their tongues touched and Ron felt as though he would never be more happy, but she moved closer. He touched her face, which was soft and welcoming so he moved closer as well. She touched his side and he felt as though she had given him the world. He pressed more into the kiss. He felt something inside him, like the light flickering of wings, as though her soul touched his and he never felt more right. Twisting closer, her hand slid along his back and up to his head, where she ruffled his hair. He decided to be daring and ran his hand along her back putting his hands gently under her shirt, not pressing, just running slowly along the bottom of her back. The kissed continued passionately for a very long time, though it seemed like a moment to both, and Alisa pulled back from Ron, "Come on, I want to show you something." And she pulled him up and out of the room.
I also want to mention that I'm just going to continue my story as though the fifth book didn't come out, bc some of the stuff that happened in the book doesn't exactly mesh with what i've got going on in my story. The book was quite good though, wasn't it? It was sad, but I was afraid it would be worse. I liked the plot but there were points that I wanted to kick a few people's asses...
Anyway, on ward.
The three stood up as it happened and all they could do was watch as the raven flew away at a speedy pace. "Did what I just thought happened really happen?" Harry asked.
"If you thought Alisabelle turned into a bird for no apparent reason and then flew off without a word, than yes." Hermione said.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked.
"I donno." Ron said, still staring in the direction Alisa had flown off into. "Maybe she remembered she had something to do."
"That was awfully rude, still. Maybe it was an emergency... I'm sure she'll be back." Hermione said.
"Of course she will be." Harry said, "But I wish I hadn't gotten to ask her about Malfoy before she flew off."
"What do we do now?" Hermione asked.
"Um.. Wait?" Ron suggested.
"She could be gone for hours!" Hermione said.
"Then maybe you should go inside and get some work done while she's gone, Hermione." Ron said, "I'm going to wait, I have nothing better to do."
"Do what you want," Harry said, "But I think I'll go in as well. Perhaps I'll find something interesting to do..."
"Yeah, intersting." Ron smiled, knowing Harry was planning getting on the dirt on the Syltherin's Quidditch team.
"You two are so weird." Hermione said, Harry and Ron looked at one another, and nodded their heads. "Oh, come on Harry." And she started off.
Harry smiled at Ron once more and followed after Hermione, "I hope she doesn't take too long..." He called back.
"And I hope the Slytherins aren't bothering to cover their tracks!" Ron called ahead to him. Sitting by the lake, Ron had a lot of time to think. He thought back to all of the times he had been scared and resolved to be more brave. He wanted desperately for Alisa not to think of his as a coward. Unfortunately, he could not show off his bravery without something to do. He knew he could have gone searching for an opportunity to be brave, but he wasn't foolish enough to do so. Trouble would come. When your best friends with Harry Potter, it always did.
Ron was unsure of how long he sat there thinking. It couldn't have been longer than an hour and a half later when Alisabelle's raven form reapeared in the skyline. Waiting impatiently, Ron stared at her until she arrived, quite out of breath. "Ron! You waited." She said.
"Of course," he said, "What happened?'
"It was... my people, I was called... I had no choice but to respond." She said, slowing her breathing.
"Respond to what?" he asked gently.
"There was a scare in the village. Easily taken care of, but they could not do it alone." She thought back on the experience she had gone through many times.
"But aren't they elves as well?" Ron asked.
"Yes, but..." She cleared her throat, "The problem was a quarrel, one which a noble had to deal with." She whispered the last words, but knew he heard her.
"Noble?" He asked.
"I... rule over a small part of the elven kingdom... it's not a big deal." She smiled, obviously proud of the work she had been doing there.
"Rule over? You mean you're like the queen of the elves or something?" He asked.
"Not queen, certainly not queen, but they do call me a princess, and I do what I can to live up to the title." She said quietly. "The others returned to the castle?"
"Yeah, but Harry wanted to ask you more about Malfoy." Ron said.
"Which one?" Alisa asked back.
"Oh, um, Draco, I think." Ron said, not used to referring to Malfoy's first name.
"There's a lot to ask about Draco, but very few questions I would answer." She said and Ron was slightly mystified, "Come, it's Saturday, we should do something." She took his hand and stepped off toward the castle.
"Is there anything to do this Saturday?" Ron asked.
Alisa laughed, "What isn't there to do? We have the whole school!"
"What do you mean?" Ron asked, usually all he did on Saturdays was hang out with his friends in the common room or outside the castle.
"Haven't you ever gone exploring the castle? Taken the routes no one travels?" She asked. Ron thought about it and realized most of the castle he had seen was when he got lost on the way somewhere, he had never explored the castle without a destination. He shook his head, "Oh, I used to do it all the time! And I know there are still places I haven't been, things I haven't seen and discovered. Exploring the school is far more fun than sitting outside or in the common room ever is." She said, but pulled him in a direction away from the entrance to Hogwarts.
"Where are we going?" Ron asked.
"There are other ways to get into Hogwarts, Ron, and we're going to find one." She said with a smile on her face, this was clearly something she loved to do. Ron laughed as she pulled him along the outer edge of the castle. "No one else knows about this, not even Fred and George, it's not even on the Maurader's map." She said picking up a blade of grass from below them. Slowly, she moved it across the stone as though she were writing something and slowly a rock pushed outward from the wall. Carved into the rock was a small lion, which Ron recognized to be the Gyffindor symbol. "Rggnant." Alisa whispered at it in some unknown language. Slowly, the rock pulled from the wall and the rest moved along with it until there was just enough space for Ron and Alisa to sneak through. The opening closed fast behind them. Ron didn't have a clue where they were. Alisa took his hand once more and led him down a long narrow corridor. "Where are we?" Ron asked in a whisper. "We're in the walls." Alisa said back, hurrying along, "We're almost there." She said and they quickly entered an open space. Ron looked around. The room was lightly furnished, with a small desk in one corner, a large bed in another, and a mirror near the desk. "This is room near the Gyffindor common room." Alisa explained, "Gyffindor made it as a safe room where he could think, be alone, or." She paused, motioning to the bed in the corner, "Be with Ravenclaw." She blushed, "But there are other ways to get in and out of here that don't include long corridors." She smiled and pointed upward.
Ron could see the ceiling was made of wooden beams and he didn't see signs of a trap door, but quickly, Alisa pointed her wand to the ceiling, whispered something Ron couldn't hear and a staircase dropped down, "What's up there?" Ron asked.
"You'll have to follow me to find out." She smiled and gracefully swept up the stairs, Ron following close behind her. She was stopped at a railing, and seemingly looking into a wall.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm watching Ginny. She's up to something." Alisa said, and Ron moved up next to her, he could see through the wall, which was fantastic to him, but then it occurred to ask himself, who could have been watching him years before? "Come on!" Alisa said, suddenly pulling away from the see- through wall before Ron had time to analyze what his sister was up to.
He quickly followed her through a series of doors he hadn't imagined existed and then into a small room. The ceiling above him was that of magical painted glass and the walls and floor all shimmered with the light from it. Ron was dazed for a moment before realizing the floor was a bed, or rather had padding all along it. "Why-" he asked, but his question was answered as Alisa laid down.
"I find it fascinating." She said as Ron laid down next to her. He just stared up as the amazing scene unfolded above him. The glass people moved and portrayed a repetitive scene of a man slaying a dragon, then picking up his lady and kissing her passionately. "Look through the clear parts," Alisa said referring to the white of the lady's dress, "You can see the sky." She whispered, "The view is spectacular!"
"Yes," Ron said, turning his body so he could look at her, "It really is." She turned to him and smiled, starring into his eyes. He could do nothing but stare back. She was so close, he could hear her breathing. Do it now, Ron thought to himself, she clearly wants you to! So without any more thought, he pressed his lips into hers. He saw fire ignite in her eyes and she closed them, and he followed in suit, their lips still pressed together, he opened his lips slightly and she opened hers. Their tongues touched and Ron felt as though he would never be more happy, but she moved closer. He touched her face, which was soft and welcoming so he moved closer as well. She touched his side and he felt as though she had given him the world. He pressed more into the kiss. He felt something inside him, like the light flickering of wings, as though her soul touched his and he never felt more right. Twisting closer, her hand slid along his back and up to his head, where she ruffled his hair. He decided to be daring and ran his hand along her back putting his hands gently under her shirt, not pressing, just running slowly along the bottom of her back. The kissed continued passionately for a very long time, though it seemed like a moment to both, and Alisa pulled back from Ron, "Come on, I want to show you something." And she pulled him up and out of the room.