Chapter Seven: Lethifold
After Hermione had gained control of her powers she was nearly unstoppable. She could sneak around Hogwarts as a mouse. Or she could fly around the grounds and over the lake as an owl. She had so much fun annoying Ron and Harry bye flying outside their windows early in the morning and making loud screeching noises.
It had gotten into the rainy season so Hermione had to find another way of pissing them off. She rarely had time to do this now as they had so much homework it wasn't funny.
It was early in the morning and the trio were all sucked into there homework. They weren't the only people with lots of homework to do. Neville was also finding all the stress very hard to deal with. As the rain pelted the windows relenlesly Harry was stuck, thinking of the 4 uses of Triantalwod for one of his many essays.
There was a crack of thunder and they all jumped with fright. Looking at his watch he saw it was still only 6:30 in the morning. Harry got up and poked the fire with the fire poker. Then he remembered that Triantalwod was used in burn curing potions.
He colapsed into his armchair and started writing again. For an hour, all that could be heard was the scratching of quills and the rain hitting the windows. At 7:30 they descided to head down to the great hall. They left the common room to gromocularise down.
They appeared in the very broom cupboard where they had hid Crabbe and Goyle in year two. Harry moved a mop out of the way and stepped out into the entrance hall. There was a small crowd of people heading into the great hall.
"Come on, I'm starving" Ron said rubbing his stomach. They joined the crowd going into the great hall. "Hey where's malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle aren't usualy alone" Ron said. Hermione suddenly hit her head and said "I just remembered!" and ran off.
"What is up with her!" Harry said to Ron as they sat down on the oak chairs and started piling their plates with bacon. The roof which was enchanted to show an overcast sky. There was no wonder why, it was still pouring down rain.
While they were eating breakfast Harry just remembered that they would need new chasers for the quidditch team. "Hey I wonder who the new chasers are going to be" Ron asked as though he could read minds. Then Harry remembered their telapathic bond. "No idea" Harry replied.
"We got DADA!" Ron esclaimed. "Our first this term". (A.N. it's still only their second day). When they finished their breakfast they headed towards the DADA room. They walked through some tapestries and up a flight of stairs then through another tapestry and then into the corridor where DADA was.
Harry and Ron were starting to get their books ready as some other Gryfindors arrived. Proffesor McGonagall was seen walking down the corridor quickly, her long black hair flowing behind her. "Good..." she began but was cut of by a red faced Hermione. Her hair was even bushyier than before and her robes were slightly crooked. "Sorry miss" she muttered, looking at the ground.
"Is that all the interuptions? OK, now as I was saying." M3 began "Goodmorning class" and before any one answered she opened the door and led the way into the room. The room was unusualy bright, considering it was pouring down rain. With a surprise, when Harry looked out the window he saw it looked perfectley sunny. Knowing everything couldn't have dried out by now jhe figured it must be some sort of enchantment.
They sat down and waited for the teacher to begin. "Wands away please, we will be having a theory lesson today" M3 said. "Now you all can call me Professor Kelly as it will get very confusing with my auntie and twin in the school".
"Today I will teaching you about the evil Lethifold." she said keeping eye contact with everyone in the class "As the Lethifold is far to dangerous, I hope you will never see one in real life. Also know as the Living shroud the Lethifold is only found in the tropical regions. It looks like a black cloak, perhaps half an inch thick." She said while walking up and down the corridors. " I will ask you to get out your books and read page 564 which is a recount of the only surving lethifold victim" she said, reaching the front.
The class pulled out there books and read;
From Flavious Belby, 1782.
Near one o'clock in the morning, as I began at last to feel drowsy, I heard a soft rustling close buy. Believing it to be nothing more than the leaves of the tree outsid, I turned over in my bed, with my back to the window, and caught sight of what appeared to be a shapeless black shadow sliding underneath my bedroom door. I lay motionless, trying to sleepily to divine what was causing such a shadow in a room lit only by moonlight. Undoubtedly my stillness led the Lethifold to belive that it's potential victim was sleeping. To my horror, the shadow began to creep up the bed, and I felt it's slight weight upon me. It resembled nothing so much as a rippling black cape, the edges fluttering slightly as it slithered up the bed towards me. Paralysed with fear, I felt its clammy touch upon my chin before I sat bolt upright. The thing attempted to smother me, sliding inexorably up my face, over my mouth and nostrils, but still I struggled, feeling it wrapping its coldness about me all the while. Unable to cry for assistance, I groped for my wand. Now dizzy as the thing sealed itself about my face, incapable of drawing breath, I concentrated with all my might upon the Stupefying Charm and then - as that failed to subdue the creature, though blasting a hole in my bedroom door- upon the Impediment Hex, which likewise availed me naught. Still struggling madly, I rolled sideways and fell heavily to the floor, now entirely wrapped in the lethifold. I knew that I was about to lose consciousness completely as I suffocated. Desperately, I mustered up my last reserve of energy. Pointing my wand away from myself into the deadly folds of the creaturel, summoning the memory of the day I had been voted Presitdent of the local Gobstones Club, I performed the Patronus Charm. Almost at once I felt fresh air upon my face. I looked up to see that deathly shadow beign thrown into the air upon the horns of my patronus. It flew across the room and slithered swiftly out of sight.
(A.N I did NOT I repeat did NOT make up that passage, I got it from the book "fantastic beasts and where to find them".)
Harry looked up and rubbed his saw eyes under his glasses. He looked around the unaturaly bright classroom at all his tired class mates. He looked up the frront of the class at the teacher, who was engrosed in some work.
She looked up and saw Harry looking at her. He quickly looked away (A.N. ok, I know this is grose but oh well) as he got a flutter in his stomah. (a/n ok u know what that means and like I said, it's gross).
"OK, most of you should have finished by now" Proffessor Kelly said. "Now do any of you know how to perform a patronus charm?". Harry shiley rose his hand. "Would you care to demonstrate Mr. Potter?".
Harry nodded and walked up to the front of room. He noticed that all of his class mates eyes were on him. He stood up the front and whipped out his wand. As Harry thought up his happiest moment, although he didn't notice, a sligt auror surrounded him. Harry's hair flew about, as though caught in a wind. The auror became more pronouced and then he shouted. "EXPECTO PATRONUS!"
The whole classroom was filled with a blinding white light. Someone from the far end of the forbidden forest would have seen it. The windows smashed and the desks, students included were blown against the back wall. The teacher was also whacked into the back wall.
The floor became cracked around Harry and then the end of his wand exploded, a giant stag erupting from the end of it. It galloped around the room for a bit and then out one of the smashed windows. It glided to the ground and galloped into the forbidden forest.
Harry stood there shocked. He looked around at the teacher. Blood was trickling down her head. She and the students were all unconsious. Proffessor McGonagal burst through the door and looked from Harry to Proffessor Kelly. She let out a whimper and ran over to Professor Kelly. She dropped to her knees and shook her saying "wake u, wake up!".
She swung her head around and looked at Harry, with tears in her eyes. "You did this? WHY DID YOU DO IT! I SWEAR IF SHE IS BADLY HURT I WILL CURSE YOUR VERY EXISTENCE". And with that she slumped to the floor again.
Proffessor Flitwick came through the door and looked at the scene. "What happened here?" He said in his sqeecky voice.
"Professor I...." Harry started but shut his mouth. Proffessor Flitwick looked at him and said blankly "Come with me Harry" and lead him out of the room. There were students coming out of neighbouring classrooms into the corridor, trying to get a glimpse at what happend.
"You" Professor Flitwick said "Go get Madam Pomfrey and tell her to come down here immediently". He pointed at a shy looking 3d year. Proffessor Flitwick led Harry off to Dumbledores office. Up the spiral staircase and to the oak doors.
He knocked then entered. He left to get Dumbledore. Harry looked around his familiar looking surroundings. The normal whirring things still whirred around on Dumbledores desk. The portrates of previous headmasters still hung around the wall.
"Oh hi Fawkes" Harry greeted the Phoinex, which was perchered on he's stand. Harry stood there a bit waiting for dumbledore to arrive. He thought back ten minutes ago. The power that had filled him was so great. He could feel it building up inside him and then he just let it go and it burst out.
He's hand started shaking so he stopped patting Fawkes and sat down in one of the high, squishy black armchairs that were infront of Dumbledores desk. (a/n uh oh.... I think I am developing writers block so please bear with me if the next bit is a bit screwy)
Dumbledore walked through one of the side doors from the office and looked at Harry with his sparkling eyes. "Harry, Harry, Harry you should of told me earlier" he began "We may have been able to prevent this). "You knew?" Harry asked starting to feel suspicous.
"I had a hunch you were one of the three" He replied with a smile. " You Ron and Hermione must learn to control your powers, more outbursts like that it may end up fatal. Admitting you won't have these sort of outburst every time, we still must learn to control it, so that when it does happen you can down tune it. " He said with a mixture of concern and ammusement. "I will organise lessons for you three, your teacher of couse, will be me".
For a bit they sat there, looking into each others eyes until Harry said "Proffessor, how can it be that we are the only remaining descendants? I mean, surely there would be others." "Perhaps there are Harry, but none as direct as you, others may be so distantly related that all the powers of Godric, Merlin and Arthur have been squished out of them".
Harry understood. But then he thought of another question. "Proffessor, are there any direct descandents of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?". "Your a smart man (a/n don't forget Harry has left adolecense so he is realy a man) Harry, of course there are, but it doesn't seem they have come of power yet". Dumbledore replied with one of his trademark smiles. "I think you better be going Harry, your classmates fhould be feeling better now. Don't forget about the classes, go to your transfiguration classroom. Your teacher will be there at 7:00 on Wednesday night".
Not thinking to ask who would teach them Harry got up and left. He let his feat take him to his dormitory, where his class was. Apparently they had the rest of the day of. "Wow Harry that was brilliant!" One of his classmates esclaimed whilst patting him on the back. Some people didn't have such a positive attidude towards it. Several people had become scared of Harry. When he sat in his usual armchair with Ron and Hermione several people moved away, as though scared he was going to blow up at any second. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Most of the sixth years took advantoge of the free day to do their homework. Harry and the group were up until midnight doing homework, until finaly they slowly headed upstairs to bed. It took a little while for Harry to drift of to sleep. The way Proffessor McGonagall had looked at him and it still felt like he had power surging through him prevented him from sleeping.
Hedwig flew over and perched on Harry's leg. He felt as though all was good in the world and all worries drifted out of his mind. He's eyes fluttered and then he dropped into a deep sleep.
OK, so what did you think of that chapter? Good? Bad? I'll explain the whole Hedwig thing later. Thanks for reading, please RR.
After Hermione had gained control of her powers she was nearly unstoppable. She could sneak around Hogwarts as a mouse. Or she could fly around the grounds and over the lake as an owl. She had so much fun annoying Ron and Harry bye flying outside their windows early in the morning and making loud screeching noises.
It had gotten into the rainy season so Hermione had to find another way of pissing them off. She rarely had time to do this now as they had so much homework it wasn't funny.
It was early in the morning and the trio were all sucked into there homework. They weren't the only people with lots of homework to do. Neville was also finding all the stress very hard to deal with. As the rain pelted the windows relenlesly Harry was stuck, thinking of the 4 uses of Triantalwod for one of his many essays.
There was a crack of thunder and they all jumped with fright. Looking at his watch he saw it was still only 6:30 in the morning. Harry got up and poked the fire with the fire poker. Then he remembered that Triantalwod was used in burn curing potions.
He colapsed into his armchair and started writing again. For an hour, all that could be heard was the scratching of quills and the rain hitting the windows. At 7:30 they descided to head down to the great hall. They left the common room to gromocularise down.
They appeared in the very broom cupboard where they had hid Crabbe and Goyle in year two. Harry moved a mop out of the way and stepped out into the entrance hall. There was a small crowd of people heading into the great hall.
"Come on, I'm starving" Ron said rubbing his stomach. They joined the crowd going into the great hall. "Hey where's malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle aren't usualy alone" Ron said. Hermione suddenly hit her head and said "I just remembered!" and ran off.
"What is up with her!" Harry said to Ron as they sat down on the oak chairs and started piling their plates with bacon. The roof which was enchanted to show an overcast sky. There was no wonder why, it was still pouring down rain.
While they were eating breakfast Harry just remembered that they would need new chasers for the quidditch team. "Hey I wonder who the new chasers are going to be" Ron asked as though he could read minds. Then Harry remembered their telapathic bond. "No idea" Harry replied.
"We got DADA!" Ron esclaimed. "Our first this term". (A.N. it's still only their second day). When they finished their breakfast they headed towards the DADA room. They walked through some tapestries and up a flight of stairs then through another tapestry and then into the corridor where DADA was.
Harry and Ron were starting to get their books ready as some other Gryfindors arrived. Proffesor McGonagall was seen walking down the corridor quickly, her long black hair flowing behind her. "Good..." she began but was cut of by a red faced Hermione. Her hair was even bushyier than before and her robes were slightly crooked. "Sorry miss" she muttered, looking at the ground.
"Is that all the interuptions? OK, now as I was saying." M3 began "Goodmorning class" and before any one answered she opened the door and led the way into the room. The room was unusualy bright, considering it was pouring down rain. With a surprise, when Harry looked out the window he saw it looked perfectley sunny. Knowing everything couldn't have dried out by now jhe figured it must be some sort of enchantment.
They sat down and waited for the teacher to begin. "Wands away please, we will be having a theory lesson today" M3 said. "Now you all can call me Professor Kelly as it will get very confusing with my auntie and twin in the school".
"Today I will teaching you about the evil Lethifold." she said keeping eye contact with everyone in the class "As the Lethifold is far to dangerous, I hope you will never see one in real life. Also know as the Living shroud the Lethifold is only found in the tropical regions. It looks like a black cloak, perhaps half an inch thick." She said while walking up and down the corridors. " I will ask you to get out your books and read page 564 which is a recount of the only surving lethifold victim" she said, reaching the front.
The class pulled out there books and read;
From Flavious Belby, 1782.
Near one o'clock in the morning, as I began at last to feel drowsy, I heard a soft rustling close buy. Believing it to be nothing more than the leaves of the tree outsid, I turned over in my bed, with my back to the window, and caught sight of what appeared to be a shapeless black shadow sliding underneath my bedroom door. I lay motionless, trying to sleepily to divine what was causing such a shadow in a room lit only by moonlight. Undoubtedly my stillness led the Lethifold to belive that it's potential victim was sleeping. To my horror, the shadow began to creep up the bed, and I felt it's slight weight upon me. It resembled nothing so much as a rippling black cape, the edges fluttering slightly as it slithered up the bed towards me. Paralysed with fear, I felt its clammy touch upon my chin before I sat bolt upright. The thing attempted to smother me, sliding inexorably up my face, over my mouth and nostrils, but still I struggled, feeling it wrapping its coldness about me all the while. Unable to cry for assistance, I groped for my wand. Now dizzy as the thing sealed itself about my face, incapable of drawing breath, I concentrated with all my might upon the Stupefying Charm and then - as that failed to subdue the creature, though blasting a hole in my bedroom door- upon the Impediment Hex, which likewise availed me naught. Still struggling madly, I rolled sideways and fell heavily to the floor, now entirely wrapped in the lethifold. I knew that I was about to lose consciousness completely as I suffocated. Desperately, I mustered up my last reserve of energy. Pointing my wand away from myself into the deadly folds of the creaturel, summoning the memory of the day I had been voted Presitdent of the local Gobstones Club, I performed the Patronus Charm. Almost at once I felt fresh air upon my face. I looked up to see that deathly shadow beign thrown into the air upon the horns of my patronus. It flew across the room and slithered swiftly out of sight.
(A.N I did NOT I repeat did NOT make up that passage, I got it from the book "fantastic beasts and where to find them".)
Harry looked up and rubbed his saw eyes under his glasses. He looked around the unaturaly bright classroom at all his tired class mates. He looked up the frront of the class at the teacher, who was engrosed in some work.
She looked up and saw Harry looking at her. He quickly looked away (A.N. ok, I know this is grose but oh well) as he got a flutter in his stomah. (a/n ok u know what that means and like I said, it's gross).
"OK, most of you should have finished by now" Proffessor Kelly said. "Now do any of you know how to perform a patronus charm?". Harry shiley rose his hand. "Would you care to demonstrate Mr. Potter?".
Harry nodded and walked up to the front of room. He noticed that all of his class mates eyes were on him. He stood up the front and whipped out his wand. As Harry thought up his happiest moment, although he didn't notice, a sligt auror surrounded him. Harry's hair flew about, as though caught in a wind. The auror became more pronouced and then he shouted. "EXPECTO PATRONUS!"
The whole classroom was filled with a blinding white light. Someone from the far end of the forbidden forest would have seen it. The windows smashed and the desks, students included were blown against the back wall. The teacher was also whacked into the back wall.
The floor became cracked around Harry and then the end of his wand exploded, a giant stag erupting from the end of it. It galloped around the room for a bit and then out one of the smashed windows. It glided to the ground and galloped into the forbidden forest.
Harry stood there shocked. He looked around at the teacher. Blood was trickling down her head. She and the students were all unconsious. Proffessor McGonagal burst through the door and looked from Harry to Proffessor Kelly. She let out a whimper and ran over to Professor Kelly. She dropped to her knees and shook her saying "wake u, wake up!".
She swung her head around and looked at Harry, with tears in her eyes. "You did this? WHY DID YOU DO IT! I SWEAR IF SHE IS BADLY HURT I WILL CURSE YOUR VERY EXISTENCE". And with that she slumped to the floor again.
Proffessor Flitwick came through the door and looked at the scene. "What happened here?" He said in his sqeecky voice.
"Professor I...." Harry started but shut his mouth. Proffessor Flitwick looked at him and said blankly "Come with me Harry" and lead him out of the room. There were students coming out of neighbouring classrooms into the corridor, trying to get a glimpse at what happend.
"You" Professor Flitwick said "Go get Madam Pomfrey and tell her to come down here immediently". He pointed at a shy looking 3d year. Proffessor Flitwick led Harry off to Dumbledores office. Up the spiral staircase and to the oak doors.
He knocked then entered. He left to get Dumbledore. Harry looked around his familiar looking surroundings. The normal whirring things still whirred around on Dumbledores desk. The portrates of previous headmasters still hung around the wall.
"Oh hi Fawkes" Harry greeted the Phoinex, which was perchered on he's stand. Harry stood there a bit waiting for dumbledore to arrive. He thought back ten minutes ago. The power that had filled him was so great. He could feel it building up inside him and then he just let it go and it burst out.
He's hand started shaking so he stopped patting Fawkes and sat down in one of the high, squishy black armchairs that were infront of Dumbledores desk. (a/n uh oh.... I think I am developing writers block so please bear with me if the next bit is a bit screwy)
Dumbledore walked through one of the side doors from the office and looked at Harry with his sparkling eyes. "Harry, Harry, Harry you should of told me earlier" he began "We may have been able to prevent this). "You knew?" Harry asked starting to feel suspicous.
"I had a hunch you were one of the three" He replied with a smile. " You Ron and Hermione must learn to control your powers, more outbursts like that it may end up fatal. Admitting you won't have these sort of outburst every time, we still must learn to control it, so that when it does happen you can down tune it. " He said with a mixture of concern and ammusement. "I will organise lessons for you three, your teacher of couse, will be me".
For a bit they sat there, looking into each others eyes until Harry said "Proffessor, how can it be that we are the only remaining descendants? I mean, surely there would be others." "Perhaps there are Harry, but none as direct as you, others may be so distantly related that all the powers of Godric, Merlin and Arthur have been squished out of them".
Harry understood. But then he thought of another question. "Proffessor, are there any direct descandents of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw?". "Your a smart man (a/n don't forget Harry has left adolecense so he is realy a man) Harry, of course there are, but it doesn't seem they have come of power yet". Dumbledore replied with one of his trademark smiles. "I think you better be going Harry, your classmates fhould be feeling better now. Don't forget about the classes, go to your transfiguration classroom. Your teacher will be there at 7:00 on Wednesday night".
Not thinking to ask who would teach them Harry got up and left. He let his feat take him to his dormitory, where his class was. Apparently they had the rest of the day of. "Wow Harry that was brilliant!" One of his classmates esclaimed whilst patting him on the back. Some people didn't have such a positive attidude towards it. Several people had become scared of Harry. When he sat in his usual armchair with Ron and Hermione several people moved away, as though scared he was going to blow up at any second. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~
Most of the sixth years took advantoge of the free day to do their homework. Harry and the group were up until midnight doing homework, until finaly they slowly headed upstairs to bed. It took a little while for Harry to drift of to sleep. The way Proffessor McGonagall had looked at him and it still felt like he had power surging through him prevented him from sleeping.
Hedwig flew over and perched on Harry's leg. He felt as though all was good in the world and all worries drifted out of his mind. He's eyes fluttered and then he dropped into a deep sleep.
OK, so what did you think of that chapter? Good? Bad? I'll explain the whole Hedwig thing later. Thanks for reading, please RR.