((Hey Peeps! What's uppppp? I hope your enjoying the story so far, thank
you to all my reviewers.review some more! I would like to hear what you
think should happen in the story.I already have everything planned out of
course, but I could always use good ideas, I'm sure you all have plenty of
them! To answer some questions.Harry and Hermione will eventually re-unite,
don't worry, I'm not evil enough to kill him off before he sees the love of
his life.*cackles* Ron's slightly emotional in this fic, but think about
it, wouldn't you be? I'll get the next chapter up as soon as possible. Be
warned though, I might be slightly 'inactive' in early July; I am going to
visit my grandparents. I don't know how often I'll get the computer! So
yea, enjoy!))
Chapter five
Hermione sat in silence, her back resting against a rock. She could hear Draco moving quickly around their small cave, pushing things around. Suddenly she let out an aggravated sigh
"You know how hard it is being helpless?!"
She cried, crossing her arms
"I can hear you doing all these things that I know I should be helping with but I can't!"
Draco raised an eyebrow at Hermione and slowly made his way over
"Hermione, really, don't worry about it. You're not helpless.not in the least bit. I mean, we'd both be dead if you hadn't blown the crap out of that woman Voldemort sent."
He said, touching her shoulder softly
"Don't beat yourself up"
"Draco, I'd be dead had you not found me, or told me where to go"
Hermione said dully, bowing her head
"I just want my sight back"
Draco bit his lip, and glanced around the cave. He slowly drew his wand, examining it carefully, then stared into Hermione's blank eyes. He frowned
"Hermione lay back"
"What?"
"I'm going to try that spell"
"Draco! You can't! It's not meant for you to do!"
"Hermione, the worst result is.well nothing. I think I'm up enough to at least have you gain your sight back for a minute or two.or maybe for good, who knows. I might as well try."
Hermione frowned
"Al-alright Draco, but please, don't hurt yourself"
She slowly lay back on the ground, shaking slightly. Draco grabbed her hand then pressed his wand to her forehead
"Oculus Ceindo"
He whispered. Golden light shot from his wand and melted into Hermione's wide open brown eyes. Hermione blinked a couple of times and was about to tell him it hadn't worked when light started to seep into her vision.
"Draco! Draco its working!"
After a few minutes she could see perfectly once more. She immediately studied Draco Malfoy who was leaning against the wall opposite her, looking slightly worn out. He was quite handsome, his blonde hair shorter than it had been and sticking up in every angle. His once cold gray eyes were much softer and calmer. He smiled at her
"Haven't changed much have I?"
He asked, grinning. Hermione smiled
"Actually you've changed quite a bit Mister Malfoy"
She blinked. Already she knew that this spell wasn't going to last, her vision was already blurring slightly. Hermione crawled over and pulled Draco into a tight hug. He seemed slightly shocked at first, but eventually he hugged her back. She sat down beside him and he studied her. Hermione blinked rapidly, trying to keep her vision clear. Draco finally sighed
"So."
He said slowly. Hermione was slightly nervous now, everything was blurry. She reached for the silver necklace hanging around her neck and rubbed it out of habit. Draco looked at it and slowly took it from her hands. He examined it closely, before letting out a tired gasp. Hermione looked at him, and was relieved to see she could still make out most of his features
"Where did you get this?"
He asked in shock. Hermione blushed
"Harry gave it to me"
Draco's eye widened.
"You do know what this is, right?"
Hermione nodded
"As long as its warm the person with the other half is alive.when it grows cold the person is dead"
Draco shook his head
"That's just what it does. These are called Amulus Castus"
He swallowed
"Are you sure Potter got this for you?"
Hermione nodded. She could barely make Draco out now.the spell was almost gone. Draco sighed
"To make these you have to get a pure silver necklace. Then you make a potion, it takes months to brew properly. Once you've dipped the necklace into the potion you must duplicate it and put each necklace in its own goblet full of the potion. You then add a piece of the person you're making it for and a piece of yourself to each goblet. Once that's done you have to cast three spells. A protection charm, a bonding charm-"
"Bonding charm?"
Hermione asked, frowning. She'd completely forgotten about her lack of sight.
"What sort of bonding charm?"
She was lucky she didn't see Draco flinch.
"Umm.there are numerous different ones that can be used. A blood bonding charm, which he obviously didn't use because one, it's the most painful for the caster, and two, he's need at least a vial of your blood.and then there's a life bond, where the caster pledges his life to the necklace, so if the other half is killed, he will die also.this is the least painful, but the only problem is 98 percent of the people who use this sort of bond are killed in the process.I think it's only been done a dozen or so times.Um, oh yes, then there's the power bond. I'm not really sure how this is pulled off.that's of course because it's never been done, to anyone's knowledge. But supposedly the caster pours all their magical power into the spell and it sets itself into the necklace. And if the person they give the other half to is in mortal danger, or in an inch of their life, the magical energy the necklace had been harnessing flows from the caster into the other person. The only problem is that, if this were ever to be pulled off, the caster would most likely die because of a burn out of energy."
Hermione swallowed nervously
"And the last spell?"
She asked. Draco was silent for a moment
"The last spell is where the necklace got its name. Amulus Castus is the hardest part. To do the spell, the caster must have one of two bonds with the person they are giving the necklace to. One, they're related by blood, family.parents to children and so on. Family is one of the strongest loves. And then of course, pure, untainted love for the other person. To manage to spell, the caster must have a love so pure for the person they are giving the necklace to, that if the spell searched their heart, they would find nothing but good thoughts about the other person. If it works the two necklaces are molded into hearts, with Amulus Castus scrawled across the back and they take on the traits you mentioned earlier. If the spell doesn't work.well lets just say.the caster won't be able to love the other person any more"
Hermione's now clouded eyes widened with horror
"You mean Harry-"
She choked on her words. Harry had done that? Her breathing was coming out very shallow. She couldn't believe it. She and Harry had one of those relationships where they both knew that the one cared deeply for the other.but never had to say anything, or give themselves a title. But she never imagined that Harry would go to an extent like that for her.She rubbed the necklace again and tears pricked at her eyes.God she missed him.
Ron loped across the open grounds of Hogwarts in his animagus form. He always became a large black unicorn. That had confused most people.considering all unicorns were white.well, all unicorns except for one animagus by the name of Ron Weasley. His hooves pounded against the damp grass as he charged after the only other occupant on the grounds, Remus. Tonight was the full moon.and instead of sitting if his office all night, Remus had decided to go for a run.when he asked Ron to go.it was an easy yes. So here they were practically flying around the grounds at top speeds, only illuminated by the moonlight. Ron could just make out Remus sitting by the lake, his tail moving back and forth slowly. Ron slowed to a trot and finally to a soft walk, stopping silently beside his companion. Ron let his eyes roam over the still water and he smiled as much as a horse could. He remembered when he, Hermione and Harry used to come out on full moons and keep Remus company. Harry, being that damned lion, always found it funny to drop Hermione and Remus in the water. He'd never tried to snatch Ron.well; he did once, but backed off when Ron had threatened to impale him. The site of a very aggravated, very wet werewolf crawling out of the lake was not one he'd ever forget. Hermione's form was a pure white wolf.much to Remus' delight. It used to drive Harry nuts when they would sit there and howl for minutes on end. That's what initially drove him to dropping both of them into the lake. Ron glanced at Remus and shook his large head. Even in wolf form Ron could tell Remus missed Sirius. Sirius had come out a few times when he was near, during the full moon. It had always made Remus and Harry so happy to have Padfoot along for the ride. Ron knew Moony considered them his pack.and what a pack they were. Two wolves, a dog, a lion with wings, and a deformed unicorn.yep.what a pack. Slowly Ron transformed back into himself. He removed his shoes and dropped his feet in the ice cold lake
"They'll be back soon Moony"
He said, petting the wolf's gray head, turning his eyes to the moon.please be back soon.
Ginny stared sadly out her window from one of the higher towers at Hogwarts. She could just make out her brother and Remus sitting beside the lake. She let out a depressed sigh. Ever since she returned Ron had been very hesitant with her. Her parents were always busy and they rarely spoke. Fred and George came to entertain of course, but as soon as she brought up a serious matter they'd back down and scamper away. Bill just watched her with saddened eyes every time she passed him. Ginny wasn't daft, she knew something had happened, but she wanted to know exactly what is was, and she planned on finding out tonight. She moved away from her window and pulled on her Order robes. She walked to her portrait and pushed it open, now gliding down the silent hallways. She reached Bill's room and knocked on the portrait. There came no answer.she knew Bill was a light sleeper, so either he was ignoring her, or not in. She muttered the password and entered the room. It was large, and very disorganized.
"Bill?"
She called. No answer. She sighed and had a quick look around, before leaving. She headed towards the kitchens, but he wasn't there either. After an hour of searching she headed up to the Astronomy tower.and there he was, sitting close to the edge, peering down at nothingness. Ginny sighed quietly and Bill turned. He flashed a small smile and patted the ground beside him. Ginny walked over and sat down, leaning her head against his shoulder. They sat in silence for a while until Ginny finally said something
"Tell me what's wrong"
She whispered, taking Bill's hand in hers. She felt him tense slightly, but she could tell he was going to tell her what they'd been hiding.
"When I heard you'd been captured I couldn't help but think the world was over"
He said, bowing his head
"After we lost Percy I swore to myself I'd die before I let another one of you go.of course Harry ran off shortly after, and that was just like loosing a brother, but deep down I knew he was okay. While you were away Ron and I worked tirelessly on maps on small clues, trying to find out where you could possibly be.at one point, we were convinced you were dead.and of course, at our lowest point, something else happened. Being so many of us, it was obvious it was more likely for us to lose more than other families.but I never even suspected we would."
Bill sighed and Ginny immediately knew what had happened. It clicked with her just then.and she realized how daft she'd really been.tears welled up in her eyes as she listened to Bill's soft voice
"We were at another raid and were about to head back when I realized a girl I was very close to, Robin, hadn't returned. With out thinking I ran back to the camp, hoping I could save her. When I found her, she was already dead. So I took her body and headed back to the portal, I was about to step through when I heard him scream. I knew immediately what had happened. I turned to go back; I could see him right through the trees, fighting off an entire legion of death eaters. I was about to run back, but someone pulled me back.Dad pulled me back. He too wanted to go, but he knew that if either of us went, we'd be killed too. About a week later we found he had not been killed, but was supposedly in a camp. It doesn't mean much, but we still have faith that eventually we'll find him."
Ginny let out a short sob, tears falling like waterfalls down her cheeks
"Charlie"
She choked, letting out a loud wail. Bill pulled her close and let her sob. He felt tears prick at his own eyes too, but he pushed them back.he had to support Ginny now.he had to stay strong to help his family out. He swallowed hard.Charlie had to be alright.he had to be.
Oliver Wood walked slowly through the halls, twirling his wand in his fingers. He hadn't put it down since the escape.and didn't intend to for a long time. Right now he was heading towards the kitchens. They'd fed him already of course, but he needed more food, god he had missed good food while he was in that vile cell. Food, human contact, Quidditch, magic.everything. You never know what you have until you loose it. He'd learned that very quickly. As he neared the kitchens he became more aware of how skinny he was. He'd only been in that camp for two months, where as the others, like Katie for instance, had been in there for a year in a half. Oliver shuddered. And Collin, he'd been there for three years. He stopped outside the bowl of fruit and tickled the pair. Thank you Fred and George. He thought, grinning as the portrait swung forward. He was shocked to see someone else sitting in there. Katie was sitting, Indian stile, on the floor, a container of ice cream open in front of her and a large spoon in her hand. Her head snapped up and she smiled sheepishly.
"Um, Hi Oliver"
She said nervously. Oliver smiled and slid down to the floor next to her, conjuring up a spoon
"Good evening Ms. Bell.have a craving did you?"
Katie giggled
"Quite, this is my second tub"
Oliver laughed and peered into the container. She'd only just started. Oliver pushed his spoon into the vanilla ice cream and stuck a spoonful into his mouth.
"Mmmmm"
He grinned
"I forgot how good this stuff was"
Katie smiled
"I didn't, and that's why I'm down here, eating like a pig"
Oliver rolled his eyes
"It's not like you don't need fattening up Katie"
He said kindly. Katie bowed her head
"It-it's almost weird being free.isn't it? I barely ate anything at dinner.I'm not used to anything more than a piece of stale bread and dirty water. I wretched it all up a couple hours ago anyway"
Oliver frowned and scooted close to her
"Katie-"
"Every quick movement scares me, I won't let anyone touch me.I'm afraid to be alone, or in the dark. Every time I close my eyes I see things, my memories."
She shivered and tears began to pour down her pale cheeks
"When did it all change Oliver? I miss our Quidditch games and all our homework. I even miss the end of the year when we'd all sit in the common room worrying about Harry! Why did it have to change? I hate this! I wanted to get married and have children! I can't do that now! Voldemort has ruined my life and everyone else's!"
Katie was hysterical now. Slowly Oliver touched her arm. She shrank back on impulse, but when her eyes locked with his she threw herself forward, sobbing uncontrollably into his shoulder. Oliver rubbed her back softly
"It'll all eventually be okay Katie, I promise.look at me"
She raised her tear stricken face and her blood shot eyes met Oliver's worried ones.
"You'll live through this. I'll tell everyone to move slowly around you, and not to touch you.I'll never leave you alone, and I'll ask Madam Pomphrey to brew you a dreamless sleep potion.everything can solved if you try hard enough"
Katie sniffed loudly, her panic slowly fading away
"You'd do that?"
She asked softly, shock evident in her voice. Oliver grinned
"Katie, I've known you for a long, long time. I'd do anything for you. Now come on, let's go raid infirmary and see if we can get you some potion and put you to bed"
He heaved her to her feet, grabbed her hand and slowly led her out of the kitchens
((Oliver is too nice. Hehehe. Whatever, I thought I would add in people who really aren't that relevant to the story, but I want everyone to sort of get the concept of how EVERYONE is handling it, not just the amazing trio! REVIEW!!! Up next: Harry and co. are attacked by the weirdest thing in existence. Hermione drills answers out of Draco and Dumbledore announces something that will affect the world..))
Chapter five
Hermione sat in silence, her back resting against a rock. She could hear Draco moving quickly around their small cave, pushing things around. Suddenly she let out an aggravated sigh
"You know how hard it is being helpless?!"
She cried, crossing her arms
"I can hear you doing all these things that I know I should be helping with but I can't!"
Draco raised an eyebrow at Hermione and slowly made his way over
"Hermione, really, don't worry about it. You're not helpless.not in the least bit. I mean, we'd both be dead if you hadn't blown the crap out of that woman Voldemort sent."
He said, touching her shoulder softly
"Don't beat yourself up"
"Draco, I'd be dead had you not found me, or told me where to go"
Hermione said dully, bowing her head
"I just want my sight back"
Draco bit his lip, and glanced around the cave. He slowly drew his wand, examining it carefully, then stared into Hermione's blank eyes. He frowned
"Hermione lay back"
"What?"
"I'm going to try that spell"
"Draco! You can't! It's not meant for you to do!"
"Hermione, the worst result is.well nothing. I think I'm up enough to at least have you gain your sight back for a minute or two.or maybe for good, who knows. I might as well try."
Hermione frowned
"Al-alright Draco, but please, don't hurt yourself"
She slowly lay back on the ground, shaking slightly. Draco grabbed her hand then pressed his wand to her forehead
"Oculus Ceindo"
He whispered. Golden light shot from his wand and melted into Hermione's wide open brown eyes. Hermione blinked a couple of times and was about to tell him it hadn't worked when light started to seep into her vision.
"Draco! Draco its working!"
After a few minutes she could see perfectly once more. She immediately studied Draco Malfoy who was leaning against the wall opposite her, looking slightly worn out. He was quite handsome, his blonde hair shorter than it had been and sticking up in every angle. His once cold gray eyes were much softer and calmer. He smiled at her
"Haven't changed much have I?"
He asked, grinning. Hermione smiled
"Actually you've changed quite a bit Mister Malfoy"
She blinked. Already she knew that this spell wasn't going to last, her vision was already blurring slightly. Hermione crawled over and pulled Draco into a tight hug. He seemed slightly shocked at first, but eventually he hugged her back. She sat down beside him and he studied her. Hermione blinked rapidly, trying to keep her vision clear. Draco finally sighed
"So."
He said slowly. Hermione was slightly nervous now, everything was blurry. She reached for the silver necklace hanging around her neck and rubbed it out of habit. Draco looked at it and slowly took it from her hands. He examined it closely, before letting out a tired gasp. Hermione looked at him, and was relieved to see she could still make out most of his features
"Where did you get this?"
He asked in shock. Hermione blushed
"Harry gave it to me"
Draco's eye widened.
"You do know what this is, right?"
Hermione nodded
"As long as its warm the person with the other half is alive.when it grows cold the person is dead"
Draco shook his head
"That's just what it does. These are called Amulus Castus"
He swallowed
"Are you sure Potter got this for you?"
Hermione nodded. She could barely make Draco out now.the spell was almost gone. Draco sighed
"To make these you have to get a pure silver necklace. Then you make a potion, it takes months to brew properly. Once you've dipped the necklace into the potion you must duplicate it and put each necklace in its own goblet full of the potion. You then add a piece of the person you're making it for and a piece of yourself to each goblet. Once that's done you have to cast three spells. A protection charm, a bonding charm-"
"Bonding charm?"
Hermione asked, frowning. She'd completely forgotten about her lack of sight.
"What sort of bonding charm?"
She was lucky she didn't see Draco flinch.
"Umm.there are numerous different ones that can be used. A blood bonding charm, which he obviously didn't use because one, it's the most painful for the caster, and two, he's need at least a vial of your blood.and then there's a life bond, where the caster pledges his life to the necklace, so if the other half is killed, he will die also.this is the least painful, but the only problem is 98 percent of the people who use this sort of bond are killed in the process.I think it's only been done a dozen or so times.Um, oh yes, then there's the power bond. I'm not really sure how this is pulled off.that's of course because it's never been done, to anyone's knowledge. But supposedly the caster pours all their magical power into the spell and it sets itself into the necklace. And if the person they give the other half to is in mortal danger, or in an inch of their life, the magical energy the necklace had been harnessing flows from the caster into the other person. The only problem is that, if this were ever to be pulled off, the caster would most likely die because of a burn out of energy."
Hermione swallowed nervously
"And the last spell?"
She asked. Draco was silent for a moment
"The last spell is where the necklace got its name. Amulus Castus is the hardest part. To do the spell, the caster must have one of two bonds with the person they are giving the necklace to. One, they're related by blood, family.parents to children and so on. Family is one of the strongest loves. And then of course, pure, untainted love for the other person. To manage to spell, the caster must have a love so pure for the person they are giving the necklace to, that if the spell searched their heart, they would find nothing but good thoughts about the other person. If it works the two necklaces are molded into hearts, with Amulus Castus scrawled across the back and they take on the traits you mentioned earlier. If the spell doesn't work.well lets just say.the caster won't be able to love the other person any more"
Hermione's now clouded eyes widened with horror
"You mean Harry-"
She choked on her words. Harry had done that? Her breathing was coming out very shallow. She couldn't believe it. She and Harry had one of those relationships where they both knew that the one cared deeply for the other.but never had to say anything, or give themselves a title. But she never imagined that Harry would go to an extent like that for her.She rubbed the necklace again and tears pricked at her eyes.God she missed him.
Ron loped across the open grounds of Hogwarts in his animagus form. He always became a large black unicorn. That had confused most people.considering all unicorns were white.well, all unicorns except for one animagus by the name of Ron Weasley. His hooves pounded against the damp grass as he charged after the only other occupant on the grounds, Remus. Tonight was the full moon.and instead of sitting if his office all night, Remus had decided to go for a run.when he asked Ron to go.it was an easy yes. So here they were practically flying around the grounds at top speeds, only illuminated by the moonlight. Ron could just make out Remus sitting by the lake, his tail moving back and forth slowly. Ron slowed to a trot and finally to a soft walk, stopping silently beside his companion. Ron let his eyes roam over the still water and he smiled as much as a horse could. He remembered when he, Hermione and Harry used to come out on full moons and keep Remus company. Harry, being that damned lion, always found it funny to drop Hermione and Remus in the water. He'd never tried to snatch Ron.well; he did once, but backed off when Ron had threatened to impale him. The site of a very aggravated, very wet werewolf crawling out of the lake was not one he'd ever forget. Hermione's form was a pure white wolf.much to Remus' delight. It used to drive Harry nuts when they would sit there and howl for minutes on end. That's what initially drove him to dropping both of them into the lake. Ron glanced at Remus and shook his large head. Even in wolf form Ron could tell Remus missed Sirius. Sirius had come out a few times when he was near, during the full moon. It had always made Remus and Harry so happy to have Padfoot along for the ride. Ron knew Moony considered them his pack.and what a pack they were. Two wolves, a dog, a lion with wings, and a deformed unicorn.yep.what a pack. Slowly Ron transformed back into himself. He removed his shoes and dropped his feet in the ice cold lake
"They'll be back soon Moony"
He said, petting the wolf's gray head, turning his eyes to the moon.please be back soon.
Ginny stared sadly out her window from one of the higher towers at Hogwarts. She could just make out her brother and Remus sitting beside the lake. She let out a depressed sigh. Ever since she returned Ron had been very hesitant with her. Her parents were always busy and they rarely spoke. Fred and George came to entertain of course, but as soon as she brought up a serious matter they'd back down and scamper away. Bill just watched her with saddened eyes every time she passed him. Ginny wasn't daft, she knew something had happened, but she wanted to know exactly what is was, and she planned on finding out tonight. She moved away from her window and pulled on her Order robes. She walked to her portrait and pushed it open, now gliding down the silent hallways. She reached Bill's room and knocked on the portrait. There came no answer.she knew Bill was a light sleeper, so either he was ignoring her, or not in. She muttered the password and entered the room. It was large, and very disorganized.
"Bill?"
She called. No answer. She sighed and had a quick look around, before leaving. She headed towards the kitchens, but he wasn't there either. After an hour of searching she headed up to the Astronomy tower.and there he was, sitting close to the edge, peering down at nothingness. Ginny sighed quietly and Bill turned. He flashed a small smile and patted the ground beside him. Ginny walked over and sat down, leaning her head against his shoulder. They sat in silence for a while until Ginny finally said something
"Tell me what's wrong"
She whispered, taking Bill's hand in hers. She felt him tense slightly, but she could tell he was going to tell her what they'd been hiding.
"When I heard you'd been captured I couldn't help but think the world was over"
He said, bowing his head
"After we lost Percy I swore to myself I'd die before I let another one of you go.of course Harry ran off shortly after, and that was just like loosing a brother, but deep down I knew he was okay. While you were away Ron and I worked tirelessly on maps on small clues, trying to find out where you could possibly be.at one point, we were convinced you were dead.and of course, at our lowest point, something else happened. Being so many of us, it was obvious it was more likely for us to lose more than other families.but I never even suspected we would."
Bill sighed and Ginny immediately knew what had happened. It clicked with her just then.and she realized how daft she'd really been.tears welled up in her eyes as she listened to Bill's soft voice
"We were at another raid and were about to head back when I realized a girl I was very close to, Robin, hadn't returned. With out thinking I ran back to the camp, hoping I could save her. When I found her, she was already dead. So I took her body and headed back to the portal, I was about to step through when I heard him scream. I knew immediately what had happened. I turned to go back; I could see him right through the trees, fighting off an entire legion of death eaters. I was about to run back, but someone pulled me back.Dad pulled me back. He too wanted to go, but he knew that if either of us went, we'd be killed too. About a week later we found he had not been killed, but was supposedly in a camp. It doesn't mean much, but we still have faith that eventually we'll find him."
Ginny let out a short sob, tears falling like waterfalls down her cheeks
"Charlie"
She choked, letting out a loud wail. Bill pulled her close and let her sob. He felt tears prick at his own eyes too, but he pushed them back.he had to support Ginny now.he had to stay strong to help his family out. He swallowed hard.Charlie had to be alright.he had to be.
Oliver Wood walked slowly through the halls, twirling his wand in his fingers. He hadn't put it down since the escape.and didn't intend to for a long time. Right now he was heading towards the kitchens. They'd fed him already of course, but he needed more food, god he had missed good food while he was in that vile cell. Food, human contact, Quidditch, magic.everything. You never know what you have until you loose it. He'd learned that very quickly. As he neared the kitchens he became more aware of how skinny he was. He'd only been in that camp for two months, where as the others, like Katie for instance, had been in there for a year in a half. Oliver shuddered. And Collin, he'd been there for three years. He stopped outside the bowl of fruit and tickled the pair. Thank you Fred and George. He thought, grinning as the portrait swung forward. He was shocked to see someone else sitting in there. Katie was sitting, Indian stile, on the floor, a container of ice cream open in front of her and a large spoon in her hand. Her head snapped up and she smiled sheepishly.
"Um, Hi Oliver"
She said nervously. Oliver smiled and slid down to the floor next to her, conjuring up a spoon
"Good evening Ms. Bell.have a craving did you?"
Katie giggled
"Quite, this is my second tub"
Oliver laughed and peered into the container. She'd only just started. Oliver pushed his spoon into the vanilla ice cream and stuck a spoonful into his mouth.
"Mmmmm"
He grinned
"I forgot how good this stuff was"
Katie smiled
"I didn't, and that's why I'm down here, eating like a pig"
Oliver rolled his eyes
"It's not like you don't need fattening up Katie"
He said kindly. Katie bowed her head
"It-it's almost weird being free.isn't it? I barely ate anything at dinner.I'm not used to anything more than a piece of stale bread and dirty water. I wretched it all up a couple hours ago anyway"
Oliver frowned and scooted close to her
"Katie-"
"Every quick movement scares me, I won't let anyone touch me.I'm afraid to be alone, or in the dark. Every time I close my eyes I see things, my memories."
She shivered and tears began to pour down her pale cheeks
"When did it all change Oliver? I miss our Quidditch games and all our homework. I even miss the end of the year when we'd all sit in the common room worrying about Harry! Why did it have to change? I hate this! I wanted to get married and have children! I can't do that now! Voldemort has ruined my life and everyone else's!"
Katie was hysterical now. Slowly Oliver touched her arm. She shrank back on impulse, but when her eyes locked with his she threw herself forward, sobbing uncontrollably into his shoulder. Oliver rubbed her back softly
"It'll all eventually be okay Katie, I promise.look at me"
She raised her tear stricken face and her blood shot eyes met Oliver's worried ones.
"You'll live through this. I'll tell everyone to move slowly around you, and not to touch you.I'll never leave you alone, and I'll ask Madam Pomphrey to brew you a dreamless sleep potion.everything can solved if you try hard enough"
Katie sniffed loudly, her panic slowly fading away
"You'd do that?"
She asked softly, shock evident in her voice. Oliver grinned
"Katie, I've known you for a long, long time. I'd do anything for you. Now come on, let's go raid infirmary and see if we can get you some potion and put you to bed"
He heaved her to her feet, grabbed her hand and slowly led her out of the kitchens
((Oliver is too nice. Hehehe. Whatever, I thought I would add in people who really aren't that relevant to the story, but I want everyone to sort of get the concept of how EVERYONE is handling it, not just the amazing trio! REVIEW!!! Up next: Harry and co. are attacked by the weirdest thing in existence. Hermione drills answers out of Draco and Dumbledore announces something that will affect the world..))
