JaduShala

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Chapter 8: A Dream, A Fight and a Journey

He was standing in a huge cave, it was as is the whole mountain had been carved hollow from inside, the whole place was filled with hundreds of people either wearing saffron or white, something was glowing on the roof, it provided a flickering kind of illumination, the people seemed to be well organized everyone was busy except one person, he sat on a ledge which was half way from the bottom, he couldn't see him properly, he could listen to a strange whispering voice 'your destiny beckons you hari, ..Hari..Hari.. Your destiny calls come..Hari' the voice grew fainter with a familiar sensation of pulling at his navel as if by a Portkey, it was another room splendid but dark only torches illuminated the room, again there was a group of dark hooded people who stood in a semi circle around the center in the center were two thrones made of solid gold and the yellow light of the torches flickered over the yellow metal and the thrones dazzled in the darkness, On one throne sat a man dressed in completely black robes, he had very long hair and his face had a mixed expression of maliciousness and pure venom, he looked at the other throne there sat a man taller than the other one, he looked at his face slit eyes and a scarred snake like face, the pain in his scar increased unbearably and he woke up with a start, a dull throbbing had started in his arm and the pain in his head slowly subsided.

Luckily the dorm was empty and the sun was already filtering through from the window. Harry got up, stifled a yawn, stretched and went and washed himself. He prepared to leave for a late breakfast. It was Sunday, which meant the others would be leaving. He hurried down and crashed into Snape on the way. Harry had been avoiding the potions professor for most part of his stay at Hogwarts. "O oh, there goes my morning "

"What was that Potter, doesn't anybody teach you how to walk and talk, 10 points to be taken from Gryffindor at the start of next term for undisciplined behavior at school" Snape bellowed with the sneer intact on his face.

Harry opened and shut his mouth like a fish out of water; he wished to answer back but stopped himself. He didn't want to lose any more points even before the term started. He hurried of towards the great hall without another backward glance at Snape.

"That's unjust, he can't do that!" Ron bellowed "Even before the start of the term. There's got to be some rules against this". He had just got to know about Harry's encounter with Snape and was positively furious with Snape.

"Well we can't do anything about that but maybe we can plan and earn some house points maybe even make the Slytherins lose some" Hermione answered a mysterious glint in her eyes.

"What are you talking about" Ron said looking perplexed.

"I think I have a plan. Just wait for some time I need to go to the.."  "Library" Harry and Ron finished Hermione's sentence as she hurried off to the exact same place.

"I think you just heard another death sentence"

"Ya..I remember Rita Skeeter. If I were a Slytherins I would watch out." Ron smirked.

"Hey! Wanna play chess," he asked enthusiastically.

"No, sorry Ron, I just have to go somewhere. Meet you at lunch." Harry said as he hurried out leaving a very puzzled Ron in the common room.  Unbeknownst to Ron, Harry had made a beeline for the lake. He had an appointment with Ginny. Harry had been slipping off this way all throughout the week and he wanted to spend every moment of their last day together.

Ginny entered the Great Hall for lunch a few minutes after Harry as was pre decided.

"Where were you the whole morning Ginny" Ron asked his eyes narrowed, brows arched and an expressionless face which betrayed the strain he was in.

"Ah..er.I was at the Quidditch Pitch"

"Quidditch pitch my foot, Ginny" Ron shouted, "Where were you?"

"I don't have to explain myself to you Ron" Ginny said, the blood rising to her face

"Explanation is it, I am responsible for you, you are not going to go snogging with somebody and get off just like that, and I am going to owl home and wait till you hear from mother."

"You can't do that," Ginny said exasperated " look at what you yourself have been up to for the past two weeks."

Harry looked flabbergasted at Ron, this wasn't exactly how he had planned to broach the subject with Ron and he had not expected this kind of reaction from him either.

But suddenly, "ha..ha…."Ron was laughing all of a sudden and so was Hermione "j..Just look at their f..faces" Ron snorted amidst his uncontrollable fit of laughter, which sent Hermione onto a fresh set of giggles. Harry and Ginny stared at each other; puzzled and perplexed, at the bizarre behavior. Slowly comprehension dawned on them.

"Ron I am going to kill you " Ginny blurted out loudly as she shot a freshly backed apple pie splat on Ron's very jovial face, that was just the signal Harry needed as a veritable feast landed right on top of Hermoine head. All this was being watched upon with great interest at the Teachers table, Prof. Dumbledore's banana pie landed right on the big nose of Hagrid, which was what triggered off another set of Food wars, the usually restrained Prof. McGonagall splattered Snape's face with a well aimed Ice-cream and the short professor Flitwick threw a plate of pudding right at Prof. Binns, which passed right through him and landed on McGonagall's head. At the end of it, the house elves had a lot of clearing to do and Harry's flabbergasted expression had been transferred to Hermione's face, who couldn't believe that Prof. McGonagall had actually thrown an ice-cream at somebody's face.

By evening it was time to leave and few kisses and a lot many good byes later the Weasley's left for the burrow, Hermione for her house and Harry to the special room which was to be his for the night cause he was to leave the following morning for a rendezvous with Prof. Dumbledore which could well change many things in his life.

A blurry-eyed Harry landed up outside the Headmaster's office at a not so sharp 5.10. The headmaster himself came right on time, fresh and merry, dressed in black robes and a funny looking hat which turned and bobbed up and down on its own. Dumbledore beckoned Harry to follow him outside to the grounds.

"Where are we going Professor" Harry asked following Dumbledore and leviating his trunk behind him.

"You Harry, and not both of us, will be going as I mentioned to you for specialized training to Jadushala."

"Where is this school Jadushala and how am I to get there." He asked perplexed and confused as to what Dumbledore actually had in mind for him.

"Jadushala literally means School of Magic, it is situated somewhere right in the center of the Himalayas, It was set up thousands of years ago, before Godric Gryffindor or Salazaar Slutherin were even born, to impart magical education to select few students, by a man called Mrityanjaya Shastri. Make no mistake it is not any ordinary school of magic and you will find the most extra-ordinary people from across the world undergoing training at the school. The school has been a bearer of the torch for the light side for centuries. It assists the order of Phoenix in its fight against Voldermort. It has a storehouse of ancient knowledge and learning long forgotten in the mists of time elsewhere, unsurpassed and unequalled by any other place in the world. "

"Professor have you ever been to this school before." Harry inquired

" Yes I have and it is a privilege that I happen to be one of its students, remember Harry, you don't choose this school it chooses you"

" How do I get there professor it is so far away and will I be back at Hogwarts when the term starts " Harry asked half-afraid that he would never return to his beloved school.

"Yes, you will be back at the beginning of the term at Hogwarts. As far as the answer to your first question is concerned I want you to meet somebody" By the time Dumbledore said this they had crossed the grounds and reached the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. A figure dressed completely in white emerged unheard out of the shadows of one of the huge oak trees.

"Grandmaster, is this the boy" he said addressing Dumbledore.

"You are right on time Rex, yes this is Harry Potter" Dumbledore greeted him " Harry, this is Rex, he will accompany you to Jadushala, take care Harry, ciao" he said addressing him.

Harry greeted Rex, bid adieu to the Professor and followed Rex into the forbidden forest. Harry tried a few times, rather unsuccessfully, to strike up a conversation with his 'companion in white', who seemed to be only a few years older than him.

" How are going to get there, is there a PortKey we are looking for" Harry said after he had followed Rex for almost 20 minutes deeper and deeper into the forbidden forest so that the only light that managed to filter through the thick canopy of trees was green.

" No, no portkey, wait and watch.." Rex answered as he continued to walk without the least bit slackening his pace. He continued walking in this manner for 5 more minutes before he came to a strange rock at a fork in the path, it was tall, cylindrical based and pointed tip rock which seemed out of place in a forest where the nearest hill was ateast a 60 miles away.

"I think you should get into something warmer otherwise you will freeze in the weather there" he advised Harry. Harry immediately proceeded to wear a long coat and various other assortments, which made him look quite plump. His friend however made no attempt to change his own clothes, which were by no means made for cold weather.  

He touched the Rock with his wand and said 'Dvar prakatitam' immediately the rock transformed into a door. Harry stepped into the door as motioned by Rex, as soon as he put his feet through the door, he felt as if he had jumped into a bottom less pit, a place of absolute nothingness, complete darkness surrounded him and he felt as if he was falling in an abyss. However after a few hair raising minutes, in which Harry had managed to pray to every god, apostle and angel he could remember, his feet touched solid ground, and there in front of him was a door exactly similar to the one he had left behind.

Watchers Note:

I thank all my reviewers, do tell me whether you like this chapter, as promised I have put up this chapter in quick time, the next one will come quickly too.

I have unraveled a few mysteries along the way and next chapter might start a few more. New characters would be added to the story in the next chapter. I would like some help with the characterizations, so do tell me.