The usual disclaimers apply... How I wish that Harry Potter and co. belonged to me... They have a world that I would LOVE to live in.
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Also, Stacy has also pointed out that Hermione's birthday is actually on September. But in this story, I *need* Hermione to have a later birth date. Hope you guys don't mind!
Now, on with the story.
SilverDawn
The Awakening of a Royal
Chapter Nine: Divination and Tarot
Closing the door behind her, Nikolai turned to her best friend Silver, and saw the black-haired girl leaning against the wall. Using a healer's eye, she saw a few major injuries on the stomach and ankle area. :: The Duel must have been harsh:: sympathetically, she asked, "Professor Kadamon was strict?"
"The usual." Silverdawn mumbled quietly as she felt a stab of pain on her left ankle. She started favoring her right leg, but felt a little sore there too. Nikolai seemed to chastise her with a stare, leaving the princess rather sheepish, "Okay, it's worse than that…" Nikolai sighed, kneeling down to Silverdawn's ankle. There, she applied a numbing spell, and ordered, "Now, don't walk. Fly."
These simple words made the girl laugh, "Yes, Mage Healer." Then, she stretched out those feather wings and flew to the Hospital wing, with Nikolai in tow. Just outside the ward, she pulled them back into her body, knocked, and entered.
The ward was empty, save a second student, whom the nurse was currently tucking in. Apparently, the poor boy was down with a serious case of flu from the looks of the red nose and droopy eyes. On seeing the two girls, Madam Pomfrey ushered them to one of the hospital beds, took a look Silverdawn's tattered robes, and asked, "Sick again?"
"Most unfortunately," the girl replied wryly as Nikolai helped her shrug of the torn robe and her pastel green tank-top, taking extra care not hurt the already injured abdomen. Silverdawn had not even bothered to repair the robe, and this explains how tired she was. The medi-witch and mage healer (Nikolai had gotten this status when she was twelve) shook their heads at the purplish-black bruise on the stomach just above the naval, and Nikolai wondered if the Dueling Master knew that he had hurt his sister so badly. Madam Pomfrey started rummaging one of the cabinets for a few salves, and off-handedly called out to the young healer, "child, help me to clean the cuts on her arms and legs."
The latter nodded to her, got the princess to lie on the bed, where she muttered a full healing spell. The medi-witch came over, and placed an anesthetic to numb the pain, while Nikolai prodded the skin on Silverdawn's stomach, making the black-haired girl wince. Frowning, she used her gift to 'see' into the girl's internal organs, and murmured worriedly, "Uh-oh… I think you've broken yet another rib."
"That explains the pain," Silverdawn answered dryly, and promptly got a knock on the head by her friend. Nikolai sighed at Silver's unheeding manner, and spoke to Madam Pomfrey, "Madame, we can do without skele-grow this time round. I'll heal her."
"Okay, I'll check on Francis and come back later." Pomfrey replied, knowing that she could trust Nikolai as she had come to know of her status since a long time ago, when she came for a visit to Hogwarts. She left them, and Nikolai warned her patient, " It's going to hurt for a while. Don't fight me."
"You told me that a million times!"
"Who asked you to get hurt so often!"
"It's not as if I wanted to!"
"Then you're downright jinxed."
"Obviously!"
With the last tart remark, the two girls broke into incessant laughter at their childish quarrel, but Silverdawn groaned, "Oww…" The healer went to her side immediately, and raised one hand over the fractured rib area. A yellow seal appeared, emitting a soft glow as a same-colored light enshrouded Silverdawn's abdomen. Nikolai saw the healing taking place with her mind as the cells started to form, marrow knitting together at an abnormally fast speed, and finally the bones going back to place. True to her word, Silverdawn did not fight the Healer's magic, and accepted it freely, even aiding the Healer along at times.
::Maybe that's why I find the Kadamons so easy to heal. They never go against us…:: Nikolai thought wryly. It took about fifteen minutes to heal the rib alone, thus when Pomfrey (who came back) and Nikolai actually finished cleaning and healing all the injuries, DADA was already over and it was time for Divination or Arithmancy. Nikolai started bandaging the abdomen area with a bandage that was spelled to keep the newly healed rib in place, and efficiently tucked the stray end in. She then took a look her friend's dirty clothes, grimaced, and threw it away. Then, the healer magicked out a soft blue long-sleeved t-shirt and handed it over to her friend, who was rather amused by her actions. At Nikolai's exasperated glare, Silverdawn obediently wore the blouse and newly replaced school robe.
Thanking Madame Pomfrey for her help, the two girls started filing out of the wing, but was stopped by the Nurse, who asked, "Nikolai, can you come by to help out once in a while?"
Smiling, Nikolai answered, "Sure." And with that, she grinned at the witch, and ambled out slowly.
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Walking out of the room, they parted ways at the first junction, with Nikolai heading for Professor Vector's Arithmancy class while Silverdawn went to Divination. On the way there, she had a 'wonderful' chat with Sir Cadogan, who had insisted on escorting her to the classroom.
"You never know what lurks behind those paintings." The stout knight had said, and led her to the North Wing through a short cut that Silverdawn had already known. After all, she often visit the castle during the summer holidays to check on her godfathers, and exploring the once-owned-by-Kadamon-family castle was a very fun thing to do since young.
When they reached the tiny landing that led to the trapdoor of Professor Trelawny's classroom, Silverdawn bid the overzealous knight a polite farewell, and entered the class along with the other Slytherins who were taking this course. Trudging slowly up the silvery ladder into an attic, tea-shop-like room, the black-haired girl felt slightly dizzy from the over-empowering perfume.
"Geez, what is the professor even thinking?" Silverdawn muttered softly, and settled between Blaise Zambini and another Slytherin girl, Antoinette Nott. She felt like suffocating, and almost choked at the stifling heat and misty environment. The entire room seemed packed with all sorts of odds and ends, and the armchairs and pouffes looked totally outdated.
"Welcome," a whispery voice sounded, "How nice to see all of you back here again." Professor Trelawny came out of the shadows, her thin frame draped with innumerable chains of beads, bangles and rings. Silverdawn, who was the one of sixth-year UWIM students taking Divination, stared at the professor in disbelief, wondering how she could walk with all the accessories on her. She frowned at what the Divination mistress thought to be a suitable environment for teaching, and began wishing for the divination classroom back in UWIM, which was totally void of such abominable scents and couches. ::Grace! I want to change class!:: The black-haired girl screamed mentally to her twin, who chuckled at her exasperation.
::Go talk to Uncle Albus. He can help.:: Azrael advised while taking down several History notes though no one seemed to be listening at the history professor – Binns.
Silverdawn wanted to make some tart remark, but was interrupted by professor Trelawny, who said, "I see that there are new students in our class." Giving a dramatic sigh, she continued, "but someone will no longer be here by the end of the school term."
"Good thing she knew." Silverdawn muttered, knowing that she'll transfer to some other subject that was available. The Professor scanned the classroom for a target, and finally pointed at Silverdawn, who was partially hidden by the shadows.
"I'm sorry child, but the master of Hell has chosen you for his next target." Trelawny said with an exaggerated air, while Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode looked on eagerly. Ashteroth, who was also in this class, snorted loudly at the ridiculous prediction, and this caused the professor to turn to him sharply, asking, "Are you so disbelieving to what I say? Mr.…?"
"Yamikami." Ashteroth finished for her, drawling, "I believe in divinations, but I only believe in true seers," he gave the professor stare for stare, not bothering to cover the insult with any flattering words, and said in a sarcastic manner, "not fakes." This earned several gasps from the entire class, for even though they are from Slytherin, they still gave their teachers a little respect. Ashteroth remained aloof, not caring about the professor's look of shock.
"Ash, do give some respect for the teacher," A feminine voice chided, and Trelawny turned about to the direction of the voice, beads shaking noisily. Mentally, Trelawny felt that the girl looked familiar, but could not place a finger as to why. Silverdawn walked out of the shadows calmly, and said, "However, I beg to differ, Professor. I will not die by end of this term, and though the master of Hell loves me a lot, he will not harm me."
The distant professor stared at the black-haired girl, and felt the aura of leadership around her. The demeanor she had was regal and elegant, which reminded her of someone – Athena.
"You are…?"
"Silverdawn Langford." Silverdawn replied evenly and looked at the professor. Trelawny felt a chill on her back, and hastily changed the subject, "Mr. Yamikami, Ms. Langford, sit down. We'll be starting on Tarot card reading today…" The two UWIM students went back to their seats, and Silverdawn looked at Ashteroth, lapsing into mind-speech, ::This should be interesting.::
::Agreed, I wanna see how she makes a fool of herself in front of you.:: Ashteroth said, tone filled with malice.
::It's in these times when I miss Madame Lorelei.::
::Yea…::
Each pair was given a deck of tarot cards each, and Professor Trelawny spoke in her usual misty tone, "Turn to pages 112-120 of 'Unfogging the Future' and try out the Celtic Cross spread. I want each of you to do a reading, and write a report on it. Remember to cut off the lines connecting the cards to other people before starting, for it will disturb the inner eye."
With that, all of them got to work and Ashteroth ended up with Silverdawn as Blaise had paired with Antoinette. Grinning at one another, the blond-haired boy took the cards, and passed it to his friend, saying smoothly, "Empress, may you do the honors?"
"No problem at that." Silverdawn replied, shuffled the cards and cut it, before passing it to Ashteroth. The blonde then placed out the spread, deciphering all the cards easily without referring to the explanations from the book. Professor Trelawny was astounded by his effortless translations, but was even more stunned by the black-haired girl's way of interpreting tarot… After all, they don't go by the names of the Major Arcana for nothing.
Silverdawn had gotten through the usual procedures before laying out the Celtic Cross spread, but at the actual laying, she placed both hands above the cards, and called upon an unknown force that brought out all the chosen cards neatly into a spread without even touching it. The cards turned themselves, and this left all who were watching totally amazed. With the cards turned, Silverdawn started explaining the spread to Ash, giving a brief overview of the current situation he was in.
"You are now confused as to whether or not to accept that proposal, feeling that your family might be against this decision. However, take heed, Ash, for the Emperor is by your side. Your own conscience will help you judge the various endeavors worth your pursuit, as the past that haunts you are slowly fading off. The Knight of Wands represents the forces driving you on, and apparently, the situations that have been long standing will prove to pressure you. Though all might seem dark, have faith, for the Wheel of Fortune shines, and you will definitely gain something from this experience."
Everyone who was hearing this was totally engrossed by the seer's interpretation, and Ashteroth grinned at her, sea-green eyes gleaming darkly. Seeing the astounded Professor hovering at her sided, he drawled in a careless tone, "Thanks, but I think that classes are about to end, isn't it?" Silverdawn nodded, and this seemed to bring all of them back into reality, as those who haven't translated their spread hurriedly went over their explanations and Professor Trelawny regained authority and said, "Class dismissed."
Idly, the two of them left the stuffy classroom, and hurriedly got down the tower. Finally able to have fresh air, Ashteroth sighed, "why did I even choose this subject?"
"Me too. I think I'll go back to Arithmancy… it's much more fun than this."
"But we've already gotten masters for that subject. I don't wanna bore myself to death!" Ashteroth whined, and Silverdawn chuckled, "I agree. Looks like we're stuck to this for months to come." At that, both of them groaned soundlessly, and sighed exasperatedly.
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The next two classes, History of Magic and Charms, went quickly, and the students were bound for lunch. Eagerly, Harry, Ron and Hermione settled in their seats, munching on the lavish lunch as the others complained about the various homework they had.
"I really must agree with you, Az. Professor Salazar is a rather nice guy. I kind of respect his ability to physically train us and do it together with us as encouragement." Harry said thoughtfully as the silver-haired boy grinned widely at this comment. Hermione gave an empathic nod, trying to remember the things they did. It was totally different from her previous DADA classes, and though new, it was fun.
"Glad you understood. What about you guys?" Azrael asked, referring to Ron and Hermione. The redhead replied grudgingly, "he is quite a nice man…"
"A very interesting teacher. I like his way of teaching." Hermione said non-committedly, and Amber laughed, "An interesting piece of news. He's actually head of Rekarlis House. The equivalent of Ravenclaw."
"What?" All the sixth-year Gryffindors demanded in unison, and the UWIM students laughed as the unbelievable looks on them were so candid! When they finally calmed down, Tristan said, "Don't look so surprised. This isn't that shocking, tell you guys what," he pointed to Lawrence, who was seating at the Slytherin table, "Law's father, Professor Sedaris Snape, is the Head of Gahedriel, which is the house equivalent of Gryffindor…"
"Oh my God!"
"Merlin!"
"Holy cow!"
All sorts of answers rang throughout the dining hall, earning them dirty looks from the professors dining at the High Table. Their range of answers amused Hideaki and Azrael just shook his head at Tristan for his nerve to drop such a big bombshell on the Gryffindors.
Suddenly, lightning sounded in the distance and rain started pouring in sheets. Silverdawn, who was seated at the Slytherin table, frowned instinctively, feeling a sense of dread. Noticing her expression, Nikolai asked in concern, "Empress, anything wrong?" Draco, who was seating near them, saw her face pale slightly, and asked, "Are you alright?"
Giving her friends a comforting glance, she shook her head, trying to clear the bad premonition from her head… Her friends did not look convinced, thus she admitted reluctantly, "There should not be such heavy rainfall today… this isn't normal…" ::usually, when it rains this heavily, it means that something is up…:: inwardly, she moaned, not wanting to know what was going to happen.
Keeping those thoughts to herself, she ate her food quietly, until Professor Dumbledore announced, "Care of Magical Creatures class will be cancelled until the rain stops. Therefore," blue eyes twinkling, he continued, "those who don't want to have the classes had better pray to Merlin that it will continue raining." This brought laughter to the entire room, and even Hagrid was laughing along with them.
Silverdawn took a look at her timetable, and knew that her Care of Magical Creatures class will be cancelled as they were the next four periods, leaving her with about three hours of free time… While she was submerged in her thoughts, Nikolai nudged her arm lightly, and the black-haired girl looked up to see Hermione walking towards them, a little jittery from the murderous stares she got from the other Slytherin students. On seeing her, Silverdawn rose from her seat, and went to her, preventing the brunette from getting mentally devoured by the few malicious Slytherins.
"You wanted to see me?" Silverdawn asked gently, and the brown-haired girl nodded, replying in a relieved tone, "Yeah… I was hoping if you could… erm… help me out with some charms." Puzzled by this request, Silverdawn asked, "What charms?"
"Glamourie…" Hermione said softly so that only the two of them could hear.
"Ahh…" Silverdawn said, and took the lead, continuing, "let's go to somewhere more private." Politely, she led Hermione out of the room, and to her private room in the Kadamon suite.
When they were out, Harry – who had been watching the duo all along – wondered aloud, "Now what was that about?"
"Probably girl's talk." Azrael said, and Ron teased, "Oh, miss 'Mione already?" Harry's face turned beet red as he pushed up his glasses in embarrassment, "Hey!" This sudden blush caused Azrael to become interested in the current matter, and he inquired curiously, "What's this all about?"
"Oohhh… nothing much. It's just that Harry's got a …" Ron never got to finish his words, for Harry had elbowed him at the waist. Wincing, the redhead complained, "Oww! What was that for?"
"For being a big mouth." Harry muttered under his breath, but Amber heard and laughed. Azrael chuckled at this too, but wisely kept his silence. Quietly, Ron said, "Thank God that Gin had stopped that stupid crush on you." Again, Harry blushed, and said in an annoyed tone, "Shut up Ron!" The UWIM students laughed, and Harry carried on eating his lunch, trying his darned best to ignore the laughter at their table.
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Unknown Location
Within Hogwarts
Kadamon Suite
Hermione had followed Silverdawn through a portrait near the dining hall that led to a secret passageway to the Kadamon suite. They entered into the living room, where Hermione had been astounded by the large expanse of space, and the white marble flooring. The fireplace in one corner of the wall was intricately carved with various mementos placed on the mantle. What was most grand about it was that there a was large portrait above the fireplace, which looked to be a family portrait. Hermione stared at it for quite some time, and saw Azrael and Professor Kadamon in it. Surprised, she looked at the black-haired Slytherin, and the girl replied her unasked question, "This is the Kadamon suite."
Then, Silverdawn tugged at the girl's hand, and brought the fourth floor, where a gold plate with her name engraved in it was placed strategically on the cherry wood door. Pushing the door, she led Hermione in, and anticipated her reaction. As predicted, the brunette stared at the large room in amazement, eyes darting from the bookcases to the fluffy white couches and huge expanse of a bed. Walking slowly, she took a long look at the books, fingering the titles lightly, and Silverdawn said in amusement, "you can borrow them if you want. But do return it back after use. I love those books very much."
Startled by her generous gesture, Hermione gave a grateful thanks, and settled on one of the couches. Quietly, Silverdawn lighted the fire with a word of magic, and poured some tea for the girl, before venturing on the main topic, "'Mya, what do you need Glamourie for?" At this, Hermione actually looked embarrassed, saying, "It's actually for my hair…" The black-haired girl eyed her friend's brown hair in perplexity at her statement, and Hermione finally said, "Can you bring me to the bathroom?"
Mutely, Silverdawn nodded, and brought her to the adjoining bathroom in her rooms. There, Hermione washed her hair with water alone, and Silverdawn started to see the answer…
"You used dye on your hair?" The black-haired girl asked in incredulity as she passed a large white towel to Hermione. The latter nodded, and coarsely rubbed the hair, replying, "Magic could not work on the white ends, and it's not just a few strands…" she shuddered a little, "it's the entire head!" She took down the towel, not daring to look into the mirror. Complaining, she continued, "I've used permanent dyes, but they fade off after one wash, I just don't understand why!"
Hermione was frustrated by this problem that she have had since the staring of last year. It was totally out of the blue… one night, her hair was still a lovely hazel brown, and the next day, the roots of her hair started going white! Silverdawn looked at the brunette's hair, patched the clues, and said with understanding, "You want me to help me cast a permanent Glamourie on your hair?"
"Something like that." Hermione replied, walking out of the bathroom with Silverdawn in tow. The black-haired girl scrutinized the white roots, and gasped, ::this isn't white! It's silver!:: In fact, the silver color was the very unique silver that the Kadamons were famous for, and the shade Hermione's hair was that of Athena's before she underwent her change into black…
"Hermione, it's silver, not white…"
"What?" the girl looked lost, and gasped on seeing a mirror, "By grace! You're right!"
"So are you still intent on changing the color?" Silverdawn asked, mentally reminding herself that even the Glamourie will fade off on her sixteenth birthday. Resolutely, the Gryffindor Prefect replied, "Yes, help me Silver!" The puppy eyes she gave the princess were so sweet that Silverdawn could not resist, and she surrendered, "Oh stop giving me those stares! I'll help." With that, Hermione got up to hug her friend, and said, "I knew I liked you for a reason."
Both of them laughed, and they finally settled down on Silver's large bed to try out the Glamourie spell. Silver taught Hermione how to apply it herself, and the cautions she must take. The latter listened seriously, absorbing all that she could. Time flew by quickly, for by the time they finished everything, three hours had gone by but the rain was still pouring outside. This was visible from the floor length windows at one side of the room, and Silverdawn's eyes darkened at this… They hurriedly got to their various classes, Hermione to Ancient Runes and Silverdawn to Healing, but before they left, the princess stared out of the windows, feeling something very wrong.
::Something must have gone wrong in some plane…::
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Evening,
Dungeons level two
Potions Classroom
Classes ended rather uneventfully, with many students complaining that the rain had prevented them to have fun. Snape grimaced as the last class for the day – a double potions class with Hufflepuff and Gryffindor – finished. He cleaned up his worktable, and muttered a spell to clear up the classroom before entering his office, plopping onto his favorite seat and drinking a cup of strong, black coffee. Rubbing his temples, he grimaced at the various scrolls scattered about his table, and started marking the first-year papers in silence.
Those papers were giving him the headaches, for they were totally atrocious, and he suddenly wished fervently that someone who was well-versed in potions could help him grade these papers. As he started contemplating getting Azrael, Silver, or even Lawrence to assist him, a knock on his office door startled him out of his thoughts, and his reverie.
"Come in," Snape growled, mentally deciding to give detention to the person who was about to come him. He had expected some student to see him to hand up some late homework, or even a Slytherin who needs counseling, but never had he expected the brown-haired Gryffindor in his office, clutching the leather-bound book that he had lent her the day before.
Hermione was rather nervous, for although she had come to think that the Potions Master wasn't as bad as he portrayed himself, she was still not comfortable in talking to him like another professor. Displaying the usual Gryffindor courage, she said, "Sir, thank you for lending me this." She gingerly placed the book on the desk, and Snape was very surprised, "You finished looking through this?" This surprised him very much, for the book was very thick, and worse, it wasn't in English. Therefore, he had thought that the girl would have taken at least a month to finish translating. Intrigued, the Potions Master asked, "You understand the book?"
"Yes," Hermione replied honestly, "the applications are really practical." Snape raised an eyebrow, but was convinced by the frank reply. Suddenly, a ridiculous thought went through his mind, and he asked, "Miss Granger, can you do me a favor?" Taken aback by this question, Hermione's eyes went wide, and nodded dumbly.
"Can you help me grade these papers?" he asked slowly, looking at her reaction intently. At that, cinnamon eyes nearly bulged out in disbelief as she croaked, "Me?" Snape nodded solemnly, and Hermione gathered her wits before agreeing, and was instantaneously handed the first year papers to mark, while Snape said, "leave the grades alone. I write them."
::With the usual Bs and Cs…:: Hermione thought sardonically.
In comfortable silence, they marked the papers, enjoying one another's presence.
Sooner than both had realized, dinner came very quickly and they had finished almost all the papers. Finally, Snape commented lightly, "Thank you, Miss Granger, for helping me." Begrudgingly, he added, "Fifteen points to Gryffindor." This stunned Hermione, and also caused her to blush. However, he did not extend his generosity further, and hurriedly shooed her out of his office and into the dining room with a look that said 'you are dismissed'. The Gryffindor was quick enough to notice this, and scampered out of the room, feeling a little woozy at him giving her points for the first time.
When she reached the dining hall, she sat between Harry and Ron, and started to eat her food, her thoughts still with the Potions Master. ::Damn, I forgot to ask if I could get some more books from him tonight… Ah well.:: Hermione thought to herself as she helped herself with the piping hot croissants. Hideaki saw her distant look, and commented, "Az, Hermione looks like Silverdawn with that look on her face." This remark made Hermione snap her head, and Tristan chuckled, "Even the way she reacts at our statement is the same as hers." Amber giggled a little, and the silver-haired prince agreed with their opinions.
::It's pretty obvious that these habits are descended from her mother…:: Azrael thought to himself as he ladled some soup into his bowl. He looked up to the ceiling, gazing at the turbulent storm that was still going on outside. ::This storm doesn't seem right.:: Sapphire blue eyes narrowing at the streaks of lightning illuminating the sky, he wondered what was going up, and mindspoke to his twin, :: Silver, this tempest is getting weird…::
Silverdawn had the same notion, ::I know, but I just cannot mark out what the matter is exactly…:: She trailed off when she felt a familiar sensation in her mind, ::Oh, shit.::
Azrael and Lucifer also felt the recognizable brush in their minds, and all three of them hurtled out of their seats and ran for the door. Students who saw this were totally taken aback by their swift reactions, but one student looked up at the ceiling, and screamed! This caught the attention of everyone in the hall. They looked up to see the problem, and many screamed out too. The UWIM students stared in disbelief as five dragons took flight in the images on the enchanted ceiling while the members of the Court of Twelve (Draco included) recognized all five of them, and ran after the three Kadamons, knowing that something was up. Professor Dumbledore also went for the door, but before he left, he put a calming spell on the entire student body, and said, "Prefects, take everyone back to their respective houses. Dinner will be served in the common rooms. Professors, with me."
The professors headed for the door, and left in a flurry, leaving the prefects to take care of the students. Hermione felt a pull from some unknown source that seemed to attract her. Her body took over her mind, making her slip out of the hall and headed towards the doors of Hogwarts castle, ignoring the loud shrieks of thunder that echoed down the hallway…
Meanwhile, in the hall, Harry could not find Hermione, and asked Ron frantically, "Ron? 'Mione's missing!"
"Damn!" Ron swore while Harry bounded out of the room, totally ignoring the fact that he was to send the students back to Gryffindor tower, leaving Ron to hold the students together at this problematic moment. He headed to the entrance hall of Hogwarts, only to find many people already there, the wide doors open, leaving rain to slap at the people's faces. Professor Kadamon, Azrael and Silverdawn were at the front, and facing them were *gasp* a phoenix and the five dragons!
Harry scanned the entire hall thoroughly, and found Hermione's brown head near the middle of the crowd. Pushing through the people, who were actually Professors, he went to the girl's side, but found that she had a blank look on her face, and her eyes were a bright shade of blue…
"Hermione!" Harry said urgently, shaking the girl lightly to make her come to her senses. However, she did not come around… instead, she took small steps to the front of the hall, where the three Kadamons were standing, under the stares all the professors.
Hermione had no idea what she was doing… it was as if there was another being in her body, one that has been dormant since young, one that held no fear of the dragons. She walked to the dragons fearlessly, not even bothered by the wind and rain against her face, and treaded to stand in front of one of the dragons… That particular dragon was covered with sky blue opalescent scales, and its eyes were of a mystical blue-gray. It stood elegant on its hind foot, and Hermione felt the urge to touch its smooth scales, which she actually did, under the shocked gasps from the professors.
Lucifer saw this, but motioned no one to stop her.
Sapphire eyes met the blue gray ones, and for that electrifying moment, Hermione felt a soft, feminine voice in her voice ringing in her head, one that sounded so achingly familiar – one that brought about tears to her eyes.
::From now on child, you are my ward.::
With that, Hermione fainted, but was swiftly caught by the dragon's muzzle. The dragon eyed one of her companions, one that had black scales that looked to be endless. That dragon nodded to all of the others, and the five of them were enclosed in a shimmering black cloud. Seconds later, six humans appeared from the mist, and one of them, a lady with midnight blue hair and bluish gray blue eyes, levitated the unconscious girl from the ground. Harry went to Hermione's side immediately, earning an odd look from Lucifer. Taking leave from a black-haired man who stood about 1.95 metres tall, the lady spoke to Silverdawn, "Your highness, if you don't mind…"
"Not at all, go tend to her." The black-haired girl assured the dragonkin, and added, "Oh, and Pearlsong, use our suite." The lady curtsied, closed her eyes, calling a blue mist upon Harry, Hermione and herself. They disappeared out of sight, leaving a rather enraged McGonagall.
"What have you done to my students?" she demanded, and the black-haired man just glared at her. Dumbledore calmed the woman down by expressing that they were fine, but McGonagall did not seem convinced, and the black haired man finally spoke up in a strict tone, "Pearlsong will never do anything to harm the girl."
He silenced the distraught deputy headmistress with a glare, and continued in a tone that left all three Kadamons fairly apprehensive, "Your highnesses, we have a problem…"
"We always have problems, Shadow…" Silverdawn said tiredly, "so what now?" Silvery-blue eyes held the girl's gaze, and he replied in a deep tone, "Voldemorte's gotten the aid of the Dementors."
This shocked everyone to the core, and the three siblings, who had expected this to happen sooner or later, murmured in unison.
"Damn."
"Shit."
"Fuck."
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End of Chapter 9
Hee hee, sorry about the last word of the story, but it did seem appropriate. So guess who said that. *grins* Pretty obvious isn't it? Anyways, I had actually taken a very long time staring at the computer to get this chapter out! Hope you guys like it. This chapter has got quite a lot of parts rolled into one, so there might be some sort of confusion. Therefore, if you have any queries, feel free to ask! Also, this chapter is a little longer than usual, but I don't think I'll be attempting one as long as this the next time round, cos' I haven't started on my homework!!!
Note: the explanation for the Celtic Cross Spread was actually a bunch of crap made up by me! So, to those who actually knows Tarot, hope you can withstand my crap! SORRY! I had wanted to get an actual sample from net, but I can't seem to find it. After surfing for a while, I got a bad migraine looking at the myriad of colors…
Still, I really took a lot of time to finish this chapter, so please do review!!! Actually, reading your reviews have perked me up during those boring days of school, so please REVIEW!!!
Stacy ~ Thanks for that piece of information. I had not known about Mione's Date of Birth, and had chosen one to suit it, hope you don't mind. Also, Athena is Silver and Azrael's paternal aunt, making her Adam's younger sister, and a princess by her own right. And nope, Silverdawn's middle name wasn't based on His Dark Materials… *sheepishly* I haven't read about that book, what's it about? The difference between United Honors and United Masters is that the Master's students study a more advanced level of magic, and are have a heavier workload. Hope these answer your doubts!
Tracy ~ I agree, school nowadays sucks so much. Whenever I come back home, I just wish to sleep and do nothing else!
arcee ~ thanks for the answer, gee… the junior thingy is so different from the status I have in the school in my country…
bubblegum*girl ~ *smiles cheekily* hehe, I've got this chapter out within the Sunday in my country, so I'm pretty happy!
Aemos ~ the dreaming part wasn't so bad… I have all sorts of stuff that I wanna write down, but I can't seem to put them down in words. *frustrated* that's the problematic part.
Madam Padfoot ~ Thank you for your continuous reviews! In my country, I'm also a 1st year A Level student, and I'll be (hopefully) graduating next year. Oh! And about the kissing part, it's actually kind of like a way of transmitting thoughts and energy from one to the other. Before they were capable of directing healing energy from one another without direct contact, they did this. So, Lucifer had thought that Silver need some strength. Weird, isn't it?
Becky ~ hope that you'll read this comment… that means that you've read this far =)
Princess Cami ~ How come being a junior or senior depends on my birthday? *feeling curious* You mean that if I'm younger, then I'm in another level???
Stacy ~ sorry to review your chapter 8 review at so late a time! I live in Singapore. *quizzes you* Do you know where it is???
Colibi ~ After reading your review, I got interested in that movie, and checked out the net for information about it… *eagerly* I haven't watched the show, but I've found it rather interesting ^_-
starbrite ~ Hmm… I've already matched Law with someone… *grins* but I've found another character. Can you guess? And thanks for you invitation, but I usually finish this at the last hour, so we'll see about it!
Zara ~ We see a little of Hermione's changes in this chapter, noticed where? Also, THANK YOU FOR PUTTING ME IN YOUR FAVS LIST!!! *I'm being wacko now, forgive me!!!*
Li-chan ~ thanks for the compliment. I also liked writing that scene. Twas very fun :)
Becky ~ I'm trying my best to get it out on schedule. Hope you don't mind waiting!
mow wow ~ *embarrassed* Sorry, I will write more about Hermione, but I didn't realize that Silver was becoming more and more Mary Sueish… can you give me some ideas as to curb this trend??? E-mail me please!
mym2000 ~ Thanks for telling me what WIKTT is. I'll find it when I go search on Yahoo? Will I be able to read the stories posted there? I haven't checked it out yet…
Cat ~ I'm sorry, but I feel confused time and again too. Hope ya don't mind. Mione will change in the days to come, but not so soon…
Loves_Kiss ~ Thanks! I've got this chapter out a little late, but the length could patch the delay by just one tinny winny bit!
ferguspork ~ Yea! Yet another person has put me in their favorites list!!! *fireworks burst in the night sky outside* Thank you thank you thank you!!!
TeDdy ~ your review has left me pondering on the subject for quite a while. I'm a fan of manga, and I've read the first six tankoubans of Ayashi no Ceres… You have made me realize that it is actually rather similar, but I wasn't inspired by it. Don't worry, Hermione would not get hunted down by her family like Aya did =) Still, I never managed to finish reading it, because I don't have the money to buy the other books… *head droops down* Sighs…
The Light Goddess ~ I really like writing on Silver and Co. so don't worry, I'll write more about them too. Also, thank you for your help. My birthday is on October 25th, does that make me sophomore?
Thank you all for your reviews, that's all!
Another question,
What are your opinions to slimming??? Is it good or bad?
Please tell me your opinions soon!
Love,
-----------SilverDawn ----------