Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters. I do own Celissia,
Ellemorah, Jenni, Liz, others I may add later on in the story, and the
plot.
Note 2 readers: I made up the main character in this story and did not use one of the original HP ones b/c if I was to use one of them and they fell in love w/ someone then I feel like I might be giving out the wrong info. I do not know who JK will pair up in the later books 2 come so I just decided to make up my own so I would not be contradicting what she will later make up. I think it is more fun to make up your own character and their life story anyway instead of using a pre-made one.
Chapter 9 ::The Next Morning:: I awoke early and got up to make sure everything was ready for Hogwarts. There was no way that I would ever get back to sleep so I sat on my bed alone. No one else was up yet, seeing as it was still dark out. I stroked my owl I purchased at Diagon Alley, thinking of a decent name for it. "Hmmm..Ally, perhaps, since I bought you in one," I whispered quietly. Just then I heard footsteps coming from Fred and George's room. A thought occurred to me and I silently arose from my bed and left the room. I walked up to their door and knocked quietly, not knowing whether Fred or George would answer it. To my delight it was Fred who opened the door. 'He would work better' I thought. "It's me," I said. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Let's go downstairs. George is still asleep," he replied. He must have not been able to sleep either, for he sounded wide awake. He came out of his room and we walked down the stairs quietly together. I noticed he had on a Phoenix Quidditch team shirt. "Nice shirt. The Phoenixes are my favorite team," I told him.
"Thanks, mine, too," he said smiling. As we entered the kitchen, Fred asked, "Fancy a butterbeer? Really gets you going in the morning." "Sure," I replied. We went into a brief Quidditch conversation while sitting down at the kitchen table and sipping on warm butterbeer. Finally, after I told Fred of the Cup, he asked, "So what was it you were going to ask me?"
"Oh, yes. Well I think I might be able to explain what happened that night when my eyes turned red. Did you and George ever make Ron's pants rip in front of a lot of people at Diagon Alley?"
"Oh yeah we did! That was great! Poor little Ronald didn't see it coming. No one did," he laughed. "Wait, how did you know we did that?"
"Well, see that night, I think I started laughing because when we locked eyes, I saw that memory inside of you. I didn't actually visualize it yet, though. It was somewhat like I felt it but didn't see it. I think I just reacted to it earlier by laughing because I didn't see it yet. Later that night I had that dream about you guys doing that to Ron, but it wasn't like a dream. It was like I was there, in your memory. Then I woke up and couldn't laugh at the dream at all. That is because I had already laughed at it earlier, so I didn't have any reaction to it after I actually saw it. So I think that I can read people's minds but that I just react to them at the wrong time. You get what I'm saying?" I explained.
"Yeah, I think so. That's a pretty good explanation for that night. But why did your eyes glow red?"
"I think they turn red whenever I use a dark power."
"Hmm.I've got an idea. Why don't we sort of have a test to see if you really can read minds?" Fred suggested.
"That sounds good."
I stared into Fred's green eyes and concentrated very hard. He stared back at mine. Then, an overwhelming coldness and loneliness swept my body. "It's happening," I said, "I can feel a memory. I feel lonely and scared. It must be a bad one." "Really? Well." Fred started but his voice faded away. I saw his mouth moving but no sound came from it. Then a sudden darkness filled the Weasley's kitchen. Everything went pitch black and Fred had disappeared. I heard shouts and screaming in the distance. Terrified voices and footsteps were heard from all angles around me. I sat behind a tree, trembling and breathing heavily. All of a sudden a lighted figure illuminated the sky and a loud burst of more screaming was heard. I silently got up and walked while looking upward at the sky. I looked through the canopy of trees in the forest and saw the source of light that caused the screams. There in the night sky was the Dark Mark. The Weasley's kitchen then came back into view. Fred was waving his hand in front of my eyes. "Hello? Celissia?" he said with a worried look on his face. I turned my eyes to him and said, "Whoa. I just saw it. The Dark Mark was in the sky. I read about it in the Daily Profit. That was the Quidditch World Cup a couple of years ago. I had already left it before the Death Eaters had conjured the Dark Mark."
"Oh thank goodness. I thought something happened to you. Your eyes were just staring into space and you weren't even blinking. Yeah, it was the Cup. My family and me were there when it happened. It was horrible," he told me.
"Yeah, I know exactly how you felt. It was like I was in your body. That must have been so terrible," I said and shivered while looking at Fred with my eyes scared-looking from the coldness that I had just experienced. Fred must have noticed because he unexpectedly put his arm around me to reassure me not to be scared. I did not feel uncomfortable at all in this position and from what I could tell, neither did he. I liked the warmth I felt in his arms. I looked up at him again, smiling. He did the same. Just then Ginny entered the kitchen, rubbing her eyes from tiredness. Fred quickly released me so Ginny would not see, although she probably already had. "What are you guys doing?" she asked sleepily while curiously looking at us through her eyes that were in small slits. "Umm.not much. We just couldn't sleep. That's all," answered Fred. He shot me a look as to not mention anything that had just happened. "Er. fancy a butterbeer?" he asked Ginny nervously.
(A/N: There's chapter 9 4 ya! I finally added some romantic action between Celissia & Fred! I know it's not much but you will just have 2 keep reading to see if anything else happens! ***grins evilly*** hehe! Please R&R! I want 2 hear what y'all think so far!)
Note 2 readers: I made up the main character in this story and did not use one of the original HP ones b/c if I was to use one of them and they fell in love w/ someone then I feel like I might be giving out the wrong info. I do not know who JK will pair up in the later books 2 come so I just decided to make up my own so I would not be contradicting what she will later make up. I think it is more fun to make up your own character and their life story anyway instead of using a pre-made one.
Chapter 9 ::The Next Morning:: I awoke early and got up to make sure everything was ready for Hogwarts. There was no way that I would ever get back to sleep so I sat on my bed alone. No one else was up yet, seeing as it was still dark out. I stroked my owl I purchased at Diagon Alley, thinking of a decent name for it. "Hmmm..Ally, perhaps, since I bought you in one," I whispered quietly. Just then I heard footsteps coming from Fred and George's room. A thought occurred to me and I silently arose from my bed and left the room. I walked up to their door and knocked quietly, not knowing whether Fred or George would answer it. To my delight it was Fred who opened the door. 'He would work better' I thought. "It's me," I said. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Let's go downstairs. George is still asleep," he replied. He must have not been able to sleep either, for he sounded wide awake. He came out of his room and we walked down the stairs quietly together. I noticed he had on a Phoenix Quidditch team shirt. "Nice shirt. The Phoenixes are my favorite team," I told him.
"Thanks, mine, too," he said smiling. As we entered the kitchen, Fred asked, "Fancy a butterbeer? Really gets you going in the morning." "Sure," I replied. We went into a brief Quidditch conversation while sitting down at the kitchen table and sipping on warm butterbeer. Finally, after I told Fred of the Cup, he asked, "So what was it you were going to ask me?"
"Oh, yes. Well I think I might be able to explain what happened that night when my eyes turned red. Did you and George ever make Ron's pants rip in front of a lot of people at Diagon Alley?"
"Oh yeah we did! That was great! Poor little Ronald didn't see it coming. No one did," he laughed. "Wait, how did you know we did that?"
"Well, see that night, I think I started laughing because when we locked eyes, I saw that memory inside of you. I didn't actually visualize it yet, though. It was somewhat like I felt it but didn't see it. I think I just reacted to it earlier by laughing because I didn't see it yet. Later that night I had that dream about you guys doing that to Ron, but it wasn't like a dream. It was like I was there, in your memory. Then I woke up and couldn't laugh at the dream at all. That is because I had already laughed at it earlier, so I didn't have any reaction to it after I actually saw it. So I think that I can read people's minds but that I just react to them at the wrong time. You get what I'm saying?" I explained.
"Yeah, I think so. That's a pretty good explanation for that night. But why did your eyes glow red?"
"I think they turn red whenever I use a dark power."
"Hmm.I've got an idea. Why don't we sort of have a test to see if you really can read minds?" Fred suggested.
"That sounds good."
I stared into Fred's green eyes and concentrated very hard. He stared back at mine. Then, an overwhelming coldness and loneliness swept my body. "It's happening," I said, "I can feel a memory. I feel lonely and scared. It must be a bad one." "Really? Well." Fred started but his voice faded away. I saw his mouth moving but no sound came from it. Then a sudden darkness filled the Weasley's kitchen. Everything went pitch black and Fred had disappeared. I heard shouts and screaming in the distance. Terrified voices and footsteps were heard from all angles around me. I sat behind a tree, trembling and breathing heavily. All of a sudden a lighted figure illuminated the sky and a loud burst of more screaming was heard. I silently got up and walked while looking upward at the sky. I looked through the canopy of trees in the forest and saw the source of light that caused the screams. There in the night sky was the Dark Mark. The Weasley's kitchen then came back into view. Fred was waving his hand in front of my eyes. "Hello? Celissia?" he said with a worried look on his face. I turned my eyes to him and said, "Whoa. I just saw it. The Dark Mark was in the sky. I read about it in the Daily Profit. That was the Quidditch World Cup a couple of years ago. I had already left it before the Death Eaters had conjured the Dark Mark."
"Oh thank goodness. I thought something happened to you. Your eyes were just staring into space and you weren't even blinking. Yeah, it was the Cup. My family and me were there when it happened. It was horrible," he told me.
"Yeah, I know exactly how you felt. It was like I was in your body. That must have been so terrible," I said and shivered while looking at Fred with my eyes scared-looking from the coldness that I had just experienced. Fred must have noticed because he unexpectedly put his arm around me to reassure me not to be scared. I did not feel uncomfortable at all in this position and from what I could tell, neither did he. I liked the warmth I felt in his arms. I looked up at him again, smiling. He did the same. Just then Ginny entered the kitchen, rubbing her eyes from tiredness. Fred quickly released me so Ginny would not see, although she probably already had. "What are you guys doing?" she asked sleepily while curiously looking at us through her eyes that were in small slits. "Umm.not much. We just couldn't sleep. That's all," answered Fred. He shot me a look as to not mention anything that had just happened. "Er. fancy a butterbeer?" he asked Ginny nervously.
(A/N: There's chapter 9 4 ya! I finally added some romantic action between Celissia & Fred! I know it's not much but you will just have 2 keep reading to see if anything else happens! ***grins evilly*** hehe! Please R&R! I want 2 hear what y'all think so far!)