Shanna lay there unconscious for a long time. After a while, her eyes
slowly opened. She looked up to see Scott above her and realized that her
head was in his lap. She smiled slightly ignoring the horrible pain in her
head.
He smiled back at her and asked quietly "are you ok?"
She nodded and remembered the dream, or at least, what she thought was a dream. She knew it couldn't have really happened. She couldn't be in her body and out of it at the same time. But the more she thought about it the easier it was to say that it was true and that it really did happen.
Scott saw her quizzical face and asked, "what happened in there? Or were you unconscious the whole time?"
"I was." She started. "But I know what happened."
Scott gave her a strange look "how? How could you know if you were unconscious?" he asked.
"I don't know." She began "but it was some kind of dream, or vision or something. It was really weird. Some guy's head popped up in the fireplace and started talking to Voldemort, the second guy we saw. They were saying I had some kind of power that Voldemort wants to drain outa me but he need the core of Dumbldore, the guy in the fireplace, he says he need the core of Dumbledore's wand.
"A wand?" Scott asked in disbelief "this is startin to sound like a magic show"
"I know. They said that Voldemort need the core of Dumbledore's wand and a drop of blood from his neck to make a potion that would drain me of my power. A power I don't even think I really have!" she said and then remembered something else "oh!" she sat up a little dizzy and grabbed the cross around her neck. "They said this is supposed to protect my power though" she stared down at it with a wondering look on her face.
Scott stared at her as she ran her thumb over the back of the cross and it began to glow a light blue. "Is that supposed to happen?" he asked seeing her unsurprised face.
"I thought it was just some weird thing that the necklace did. It's always done it but I've just never shown it to anyone."
"Ok." he started and was now staring strait at her eyes "is it supposed to do that too?" he said still staring.
She looked up from the cross and saw him staring. She closed her eyes. She could tell they were doing something but she always thought they had just been reacting to the blue glow. It turned out she was sort of right. "Do what?" she knew something had happened but she didn't know what. "Your eyes" he started "they keep flickering into an.. Electric blue color and back to your normal color."
She closed her eyes tightly and stopped fooling with her necklace. After about a second she opened them again "it stopped right?" she asked. She couldn't feel them doing anything but she wanted to be sure
"Yea." he said but he was still staring at her "did you know you could do any of this?" he asked. He wanted to know the truth about it or if she was lying.
"No!" she said in an innocent voice. Not the fake one she used to get out of trouble but a true one. She really didn't have any idea that she could do any of it. "You believe me don't you?" she asked with a pleading face
"Well." he started trying to decide "it's kinda hard when I've seen what you did to those guys."
"No. really Scott I never knew!" she said with a hurt face. "I've told you more then I've ever told me best f-." she stopped. Thinking about her best friend hurt a lot. She moved back against the wall, pulled up her knees, and started to cry silently. She couldn't help it and it wasn't often that she cried like this.
Scott sat there shocked. He couldn't believe he had just made her cry and sure as anything didn't mean to. But now he believed her and unless the look on her face, her tears, and her sadness were all fake, there was nothing that could stop him from believing her. He inched toward her and put his arm around her letting her laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have even considered not believing you." and they sat there together for a long while.
As soon as Shanna's skin had touched him she started to calm down. It was easy for her to be around him and not be embarrassed of herself. She felt even better when she lay her head on his shoulder and soon fell asleep there with her tear stained face on his shoulder.
He smiled back at her and asked quietly "are you ok?"
She nodded and remembered the dream, or at least, what she thought was a dream. She knew it couldn't have really happened. She couldn't be in her body and out of it at the same time. But the more she thought about it the easier it was to say that it was true and that it really did happen.
Scott saw her quizzical face and asked, "what happened in there? Or were you unconscious the whole time?"
"I was." She started. "But I know what happened."
Scott gave her a strange look "how? How could you know if you were unconscious?" he asked.
"I don't know." She began "but it was some kind of dream, or vision or something. It was really weird. Some guy's head popped up in the fireplace and started talking to Voldemort, the second guy we saw. They were saying I had some kind of power that Voldemort wants to drain outa me but he need the core of Dumbldore, the guy in the fireplace, he says he need the core of Dumbledore's wand.
"A wand?" Scott asked in disbelief "this is startin to sound like a magic show"
"I know. They said that Voldemort need the core of Dumbledore's wand and a drop of blood from his neck to make a potion that would drain me of my power. A power I don't even think I really have!" she said and then remembered something else "oh!" she sat up a little dizzy and grabbed the cross around her neck. "They said this is supposed to protect my power though" she stared down at it with a wondering look on her face.
Scott stared at her as she ran her thumb over the back of the cross and it began to glow a light blue. "Is that supposed to happen?" he asked seeing her unsurprised face.
"I thought it was just some weird thing that the necklace did. It's always done it but I've just never shown it to anyone."
"Ok." he started and was now staring strait at her eyes "is it supposed to do that too?" he said still staring.
She looked up from the cross and saw him staring. She closed her eyes. She could tell they were doing something but she always thought they had just been reacting to the blue glow. It turned out she was sort of right. "Do what?" she knew something had happened but she didn't know what. "Your eyes" he started "they keep flickering into an.. Electric blue color and back to your normal color."
She closed her eyes tightly and stopped fooling with her necklace. After about a second she opened them again "it stopped right?" she asked. She couldn't feel them doing anything but she wanted to be sure
"Yea." he said but he was still staring at her "did you know you could do any of this?" he asked. He wanted to know the truth about it or if she was lying.
"No!" she said in an innocent voice. Not the fake one she used to get out of trouble but a true one. She really didn't have any idea that she could do any of it. "You believe me don't you?" she asked with a pleading face
"Well." he started trying to decide "it's kinda hard when I've seen what you did to those guys."
"No. really Scott I never knew!" she said with a hurt face. "I've told you more then I've ever told me best f-." she stopped. Thinking about her best friend hurt a lot. She moved back against the wall, pulled up her knees, and started to cry silently. She couldn't help it and it wasn't often that she cried like this.
Scott sat there shocked. He couldn't believe he had just made her cry and sure as anything didn't mean to. But now he believed her and unless the look on her face, her tears, and her sadness were all fake, there was nothing that could stop him from believing her. He inched toward her and put his arm around her letting her laid her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have even considered not believing you." and they sat there together for a long while.
As soon as Shanna's skin had touched him she started to calm down. It was easy for her to be around him and not be embarrassed of herself. She felt even better when she lay her head on his shoulder and soon fell asleep there with her tear stained face on his shoulder.