Chapter 7
'What a day!' Eliza thought as she climbed into her bed that night, 'Definitely got a lot out of Alexa about her and Dean.'
As she closed her eyes to drift off into her dream land she thought she heard movement in the corner of the room. She peaked her eyes open for a moment but saw nothing, and heard nothing. 'Must be my imagination' she thought as she closed her eyes again.
But before Eliza could enter her dreams, a hand came down over her mouth, causing her to jolt fully awake.
As she struggled against the unknown force, she attempted to scream, bite, claw, or whatever she could to break herself free but only found the hand tighten more over her mouth.
"Eliza!" came a harsh whisper from the nameless figure, "Be quiet! You'll wake everyone up!"
Eliza slowly relaxed realizing whom it was that was holding her captive.
Slowly he removed his hand from over her mouth and backed away slowly.
"Harry Potter! I should slit your throat! What has gotten into you? Coming into the girls dorms, scaring me to death like that?!" She whispered hoarsely, quite out of breath from her struggle.
He just chuckled and said, "Get dressed and meet me downstairs in 10 minutes."
And with that he was gone. 'What the heck?' Eliza thought, still stunned from her "near death" experience. Or near heart attach anyway. Why did he want her to meet him in the common room? At midnight? Was he some raving lunatic or what?
Well whatever he was, Eliza was intrigued by his offer and decided to take him up on it. She got up out of her bed and slowly started getting dressed in the dark, knocking her leg on her side table every now and then.
"What in heavens name are you doing Lizzie?" came a groan from the bed next to hers.
"Nothing, nothing, go back to sleep Lex." Eliza replied.
"No way, you're trying to sneak out aren't you?" Alexa was now fully awake with the excitement of one of her friends actually trying to break a school rule.
"No I'm not trying to sneak out, Harry wanted to talk to me. I'll see you in the morning."
"You better not sneak out without me!" Alexa silently called as Eliza shut the door behind her.
Eliza made her way down the stairs and just as he said, Harry was standing in the middle of the common room, anxiously waiting for her.
"Excellent, how wonderful of you to join me." Harry said with a little grin.
Suddenly a flash back came over Eliza again.
She was walking towards him. Not Harry. but HIM. The one from all her dreams. This was exactly like her dream!
Deserted castle, dark night, and of course, him, waiting for her.
"Excellent, how wonderful of you to join me."
Eliza was then jolted back to the present and found herself in close proximity with Harry.
"Eliza! Are you alright?!" He exclaimed while holding onto her shoulders.
"Wh.What? Yea, yea, I'm fine. What happened?" Eliza asked breathlessly.
"You started going mad or something. You were shaking and your eyes were rolling around in your head, I didn't know what you were doing! You know, Alexa was telling me you did that with her earlier, maybe there's something wrong. Do you want me to take you to Madame Pomfrey?" Concern was clearly evident in his eyes with this last statement.
"Oh nonsense, I'm perfectly fine. I was just thinking of something, that's all." Eliza attempted to brush it off as nothing.
"Well, let's try to avoid thoughts like that in the future, ok?" Harry asked.
Eliza nodded and gave him a friendly hug.
"Thanks for caring about me though Harry. God knows I need people who will care about me around here. Not knowing what I'm doing and all."
Harry grinned at this and then took her hand leading her towards the portrait door.
"Uh. Harry? Where are you taking me?"
"Eliza, have you ever wanted to fly?"
"Well, I've never really thought about it before, but not that you mention it. yea, actually. That would be pretty cool."
"Great. I'm going to teach you how."
"Whoa whoa, wait." Eliza stopped right in front of the portrait and stared at Harry like he was going mad. "What do you mean, you're going to 'teach me how'? You think I'm going to magically grow wings or something?"
"No I was thinking more along the lines of using one of these."
He then pulled an odd looking object from behind him and showed it off proudly, as if it were his first child.
"Um Harry. That looks like a giant paint brush." Eliza was now thoroughly confused. Was he going to paint wings on her and put some spell on them to make them come alive?
Harry lowered the "paint brush" rather dejectedly and said:
"This is my broomstick."
"You're BROOMSTICK?" Eliza repeated, amazed.
"Yea, you know, the kind you fly on?"
"NO I don't know, the kind you fly on. I've only seen stuff like that in the movies."
"Well, it's not only in the movies. And I'm going to teach you how to fly, so come on."
Harry grabbed her hand and a cloak off the table behind him and threw it over the two of them.
"And why may I ask did you just do that?" Eliza asked, looking at him strangely.
"It was my father's invisibility cloak. Now be quiet, we don't want to get caught out this late."
They walked down endless corridors before finally reaching the front entrance of the castle. Luckily, they didn't run into any teachers or cats that go by the name "Mrs. Norris."
Once outside Harry pulled the Invisibility Cloak off of them and then started jogging over toward the Quidditch pitch.
Eliza has never seen a game of Quidditch and was therefore clueless as to how it all worked.
After a long explanation of the game and its rules, Harry then announced that they would be flying.
"As in, getting on your magic paintbrush there and it will levitate us up?" Eliza asked, not quite believing what he was telling her.
"Eliza, I promise, this works, and it's completely safe. As long as you're riding with me, I'll protect you. You won't fall, I won't let you fall. Now get on." He ushered to the area in front of him.
Eliza hesitantly got on in front of him and held on to handle.
"Now, this is the worst part, taking off. I'm going to kick off the ground and we're gonna go up and we're gonna go up fast. Are you ready?"
Eliza nodded, with big eyes, obviously very frightened of what she was about to do. How was she supposed to trust this puny piece of wood to hold both her and Harry that far above the ground?
But she didn't have too much time to think about it because no sooner had she nodded then Harry kicked off and they were up in the air.
Eliza closed her eyes tightly dreading the next move. Falling. Which she assumed would come eventually, but never did.
They soon leveled out and Eliza opened her eyes to look around.
"Oh my gosh." She said as she looked down, they were really high up! She heard Harry laugh at her behind her back and would have hit him, had she not been holding on for dear life with both hands.
"Now, if you want to turn to the right you have to lean in with your whole body."
"Oh STOP STOP! This is crazy! I can't believe this! We are going to fall and we're both going to die. Or you're going to die! And GUESS WHAT? I'm NOT coming to your funeral." Eliza shouted over her shoulder at the crazed lunatic behind her. How could he possibly find this entertaining.
"Ok, going down."
Harry slowly maneuvered the broomstick downward and soon they both had their feet planted on solid ground.
Eliza bent down and began to kiss the ground.
"Oh! Thank you thank you thank you!" She exclaimed.
Once she was done, she looked up to find Harry staring at her as if she had lost her mind.
"What? Don't tell me you weren't happy to get down after your first time." Eliza scoffed.
Harry merely grinned and shook his head.
"Baby, I was born to fly. Now let's get you back to bed. God knows you need your beauty sleep." He teased.
Eliza smacked him playfully on the arm. He then put the invisibility cloak back over them and they headed back to their dorms.
Little did they know that they had been watched and that someone was not very happy.
'What a day!' Eliza thought as she climbed into her bed that night, 'Definitely got a lot out of Alexa about her and Dean.'
As she closed her eyes to drift off into her dream land she thought she heard movement in the corner of the room. She peaked her eyes open for a moment but saw nothing, and heard nothing. 'Must be my imagination' she thought as she closed her eyes again.
But before Eliza could enter her dreams, a hand came down over her mouth, causing her to jolt fully awake.
As she struggled against the unknown force, she attempted to scream, bite, claw, or whatever she could to break herself free but only found the hand tighten more over her mouth.
"Eliza!" came a harsh whisper from the nameless figure, "Be quiet! You'll wake everyone up!"
Eliza slowly relaxed realizing whom it was that was holding her captive.
Slowly he removed his hand from over her mouth and backed away slowly.
"Harry Potter! I should slit your throat! What has gotten into you? Coming into the girls dorms, scaring me to death like that?!" She whispered hoarsely, quite out of breath from her struggle.
He just chuckled and said, "Get dressed and meet me downstairs in 10 minutes."
And with that he was gone. 'What the heck?' Eliza thought, still stunned from her "near death" experience. Or near heart attach anyway. Why did he want her to meet him in the common room? At midnight? Was he some raving lunatic or what?
Well whatever he was, Eliza was intrigued by his offer and decided to take him up on it. She got up out of her bed and slowly started getting dressed in the dark, knocking her leg on her side table every now and then.
"What in heavens name are you doing Lizzie?" came a groan from the bed next to hers.
"Nothing, nothing, go back to sleep Lex." Eliza replied.
"No way, you're trying to sneak out aren't you?" Alexa was now fully awake with the excitement of one of her friends actually trying to break a school rule.
"No I'm not trying to sneak out, Harry wanted to talk to me. I'll see you in the morning."
"You better not sneak out without me!" Alexa silently called as Eliza shut the door behind her.
Eliza made her way down the stairs and just as he said, Harry was standing in the middle of the common room, anxiously waiting for her.
"Excellent, how wonderful of you to join me." Harry said with a little grin.
Suddenly a flash back came over Eliza again.
She was walking towards him. Not Harry. but HIM. The one from all her dreams. This was exactly like her dream!
Deserted castle, dark night, and of course, him, waiting for her.
"Excellent, how wonderful of you to join me."
Eliza was then jolted back to the present and found herself in close proximity with Harry.
"Eliza! Are you alright?!" He exclaimed while holding onto her shoulders.
"Wh.What? Yea, yea, I'm fine. What happened?" Eliza asked breathlessly.
"You started going mad or something. You were shaking and your eyes were rolling around in your head, I didn't know what you were doing! You know, Alexa was telling me you did that with her earlier, maybe there's something wrong. Do you want me to take you to Madame Pomfrey?" Concern was clearly evident in his eyes with this last statement.
"Oh nonsense, I'm perfectly fine. I was just thinking of something, that's all." Eliza attempted to brush it off as nothing.
"Well, let's try to avoid thoughts like that in the future, ok?" Harry asked.
Eliza nodded and gave him a friendly hug.
"Thanks for caring about me though Harry. God knows I need people who will care about me around here. Not knowing what I'm doing and all."
Harry grinned at this and then took her hand leading her towards the portrait door.
"Uh. Harry? Where are you taking me?"
"Eliza, have you ever wanted to fly?"
"Well, I've never really thought about it before, but not that you mention it. yea, actually. That would be pretty cool."
"Great. I'm going to teach you how."
"Whoa whoa, wait." Eliza stopped right in front of the portrait and stared at Harry like he was going mad. "What do you mean, you're going to 'teach me how'? You think I'm going to magically grow wings or something?"
"No I was thinking more along the lines of using one of these."
He then pulled an odd looking object from behind him and showed it off proudly, as if it were his first child.
"Um Harry. That looks like a giant paint brush." Eliza was now thoroughly confused. Was he going to paint wings on her and put some spell on them to make them come alive?
Harry lowered the "paint brush" rather dejectedly and said:
"This is my broomstick."
"You're BROOMSTICK?" Eliza repeated, amazed.
"Yea, you know, the kind you fly on?"
"NO I don't know, the kind you fly on. I've only seen stuff like that in the movies."
"Well, it's not only in the movies. And I'm going to teach you how to fly, so come on."
Harry grabbed her hand and a cloak off the table behind him and threw it over the two of them.
"And why may I ask did you just do that?" Eliza asked, looking at him strangely.
"It was my father's invisibility cloak. Now be quiet, we don't want to get caught out this late."
They walked down endless corridors before finally reaching the front entrance of the castle. Luckily, they didn't run into any teachers or cats that go by the name "Mrs. Norris."
Once outside Harry pulled the Invisibility Cloak off of them and then started jogging over toward the Quidditch pitch.
Eliza has never seen a game of Quidditch and was therefore clueless as to how it all worked.
After a long explanation of the game and its rules, Harry then announced that they would be flying.
"As in, getting on your magic paintbrush there and it will levitate us up?" Eliza asked, not quite believing what he was telling her.
"Eliza, I promise, this works, and it's completely safe. As long as you're riding with me, I'll protect you. You won't fall, I won't let you fall. Now get on." He ushered to the area in front of him.
Eliza hesitantly got on in front of him and held on to handle.
"Now, this is the worst part, taking off. I'm going to kick off the ground and we're gonna go up and we're gonna go up fast. Are you ready?"
Eliza nodded, with big eyes, obviously very frightened of what she was about to do. How was she supposed to trust this puny piece of wood to hold both her and Harry that far above the ground?
But she didn't have too much time to think about it because no sooner had she nodded then Harry kicked off and they were up in the air.
Eliza closed her eyes tightly dreading the next move. Falling. Which she assumed would come eventually, but never did.
They soon leveled out and Eliza opened her eyes to look around.
"Oh my gosh." She said as she looked down, they were really high up! She heard Harry laugh at her behind her back and would have hit him, had she not been holding on for dear life with both hands.
"Now, if you want to turn to the right you have to lean in with your whole body."
"Oh STOP STOP! This is crazy! I can't believe this! We are going to fall and we're both going to die. Or you're going to die! And GUESS WHAT? I'm NOT coming to your funeral." Eliza shouted over her shoulder at the crazed lunatic behind her. How could he possibly find this entertaining.
"Ok, going down."
Harry slowly maneuvered the broomstick downward and soon they both had their feet planted on solid ground.
Eliza bent down and began to kiss the ground.
"Oh! Thank you thank you thank you!" She exclaimed.
Once she was done, she looked up to find Harry staring at her as if she had lost her mind.
"What? Don't tell me you weren't happy to get down after your first time." Eliza scoffed.
Harry merely grinned and shook his head.
"Baby, I was born to fly. Now let's get you back to bed. God knows you need your beauty sleep." He teased.
Eliza smacked him playfully on the arm. He then put the invisibility cloak back over them and they headed back to their dorms.
Little did they know that they had been watched and that someone was not very happy.