Jamie shook off her weighing trance and briefly reprimanded herself for
just standing there and watching while Harry was suffering needlessly. She
set off at a run.
Crowds and masses of students were pushing and shoving themselves and others - frantically trying to get out of the castle.
Jamie was the only student trying to get in.
She had finally gotten through the crowded Entrance Hall and into the seemingly empty towering room filled with moving staircases as far as the eye could see. A few first years were running down the stairs to the right, and eyed Jamie incredulously when they found her rushing past them - up towards the eastern tower.
She reached the second floor and saw Luna Lovegood standing there - watching Jamie run frantically up another staircase that would take her up to the fourth floor.
"He's not there." Jamie heard from behind her.
Jamie turned around, "What did you say?"
Luna frowned, "Did I say something?"
Moon and Water. That was her heritage. Luna's parents. *Moon and Water? Does this have anything to do with the Lovegoods?* Jamie didn't think so.
Jamie remembered why she was breathing so hard. She ran back up the steps and took a sharp left at the top.
She raced down the corridor ahead of her. Then the one to the right. To the left. Right. Left. Straight forward.
In a moment of panic, Jamie thought she was lost. That was when a nameless voice in the back of her mind told her to turn left and keep going. She obeyed.
An orange glow came into view, and soon enough, Jamie could feel the heat from the flames around the corner. She ran through the corridor without a second thought as to what she was doing. Running, running, fire. There was a blazing fire in front of her - and she could not continue.
She closed her eyes and reached out in her mind. Her eyes snapped open in an instant. *He's not here.* In fact, Jamie had a feeling he wasn't even in the castle. Luna had been right. *How had she known?*
Jamie felt a sweat break out, and she noticed that she was surrounded by flames. The only part that wasn't completely consumed by flames was the painting across from her.
*Odd,* she thought.
In an instant, her wand was out. "Hydronus."
A burst of water shot out of the tip of her wand and struck the root of the flames. In a flash, they glowed green, and then returned to their original color and blazed on.
She knew this. Thank goodness for Charms.
Jamie strained to remember the lesson from yesterday. Was it really only yesterday? The only part she could remember was Professor Flitwick telling them that they would learn the counter-curse on Monday. Unfortunately, today was Saturday, and Jamie didn't have much time. Just her luck.
She paced back and forth, thinking of a way out. There had to be a way out. It was increasingly difficult to breathe in the smoke that surrounded her. Her lungs were protesting and she coughed and forced the offensive air out of her body. After this, she opened her mouth for a deep breath. But there wasn't any air to breathe. She was choking. The coughing racked her body as it grew worse.
She couldn't die like this.
Something in the corner of her vision caught her eye. It was a door. Jamie was sure it hadn't been there a second ago. Had it been, she would have used it.
This was exactly what she needed.
She jerked the door open and stepped in to see that it was a tunnel. Where it lead, Jamie didn't know. She vaguely remembered the room, but not the surroundings. In an instant, it registered.
The last time she had been in here it was nice and it had six chintz armchairs and pixie feed..
She was in the Room of Requirement. She needed a way out.
Jamie followed the tunnel for what seemed like hours, but were really only minutes. She began to run - she didn't have time for this.
*Where was Harry?*
Jamie finally stopped when she saw a trap door in front of her. She opened it and stepped out into the Entrance Hall. She looked back to see that there was in fact, no trap door - anymore.
Jamie needed answers. She stopped as she tried to organize her incoherent thoughts. An idea struck her and she turned left. Dumbledore always had answers.
Jamie finally reached the stone gargoyle, spoke the password, and entered the office without so much as a knock. She felt she didn't need to, since she already knew he wasn't going to be in there.
Jamie dropped her face in her hands and sank down to the floor in tears. She closed her eyes to the office, to the setting sun, and to her life. She couldn't bare it. sitting here. useless.
A thought entered her head. A single, reassuring thought.
Harry was alive - that much she knew.
Jamie let herself relax and take it all in.
She could tell he was scared, as well. He was far away from here - but not too far.
He was in the presence of someone very powerful. Someone who wanted him dead above anything else.
Harry was with Voldemort.
He was being taunted, and Jamie could feel the reality and intensity of his anger - even from where she sat huddled in the corner of the headmaster's office. (Author's note: please don't ask me how there can be a corner in a circular room. I know, I know.)
She felt him fight back. What a Gryffindor.
Jamie laughed in spite of herself, and choked back a sob.
*How could she laugh about this?*
The sun set just outside the window, and red splashed the sky like a blank canvas.
She heard the door open and Dumbledore came in. Jamie snapped up and stood, wiping the tears from her face. She found it was no use trying to hide it since her eyes were probably all red and puffy anyway.
Dumbledore smiled. "The tower has been taken care of, and all is well." He didn't seem at all surprised that Jamie was there.
"Harry's gone, Headmaster!" Jamie cried, thoroughly exasperated.
Dumbledore frowned and held up a hand. "I am aware, and there is nothing I can do about it. Nor can you."
The colors of the sky mixed to gray, and the sky darkened. Jamie wasn't sure she had ever seen the sun set so fast.
She opened her mouth but no words came out.
Realizing Jamie was at a loss for words, the headmaster continued, "Harry must fight his own battle."
"He might not win!" Jamie cried. She let out a breath and saw that the sun had left the horizon, and light was leaving the world.
"I can feel him struggling, and he isn't strong enough." She continued, desperate for Dumbledore to do something - anything. She wished he would wave his wand - recite a tongue-twister of a spell, and everything would be right. He always had an answer. Always. Right?
"I have never doubted Harry's capabilities. There is hope." The sky was devoid of all light now. "But he might not win." Jamie repeated, quieter this time. *How could the man just stand there - so calm?*
A thought struck Jamie and she saw the image of Harry, holding two wands - each made from the same phoenix. Fawkes sang a single low note, and a warm relief Jamie could not explain spread through her to her fingertips.
Dumbledore smiled a small smile and said, "I think we both can tell he already has."
Hope filled Jamie's very soul - she could almost taste it. She supposed if you could taste hope, it would taste as good as she felt right now. Hope was sweet.
Dumbledore paused and added, "Actually, I think you will find he is now in Hogsmeade."
Jamie frowned momentarily. "Why? How?"
"He couldn't have done it in the castle - the walls wouldn't allow it. The next closest place is Hogsmeade."
A single star appeared in the dark sky and Jamie fled the office with a quick thank you.
Jamie stopped in the corridor. *He couldn't have done what inside the castle?* At that moment, a foreign memory entered her head. She was in a very official looking room of a very official looking building. An official looking wizard smiled and said, "I'm pleased to say, Mr. Potter, you passed with flying colors."
Jamie opened her eyes, and understood how he had gotten back. *Why hadn't he told her?*
She ran down the stairs, across the Entrance Hall, through the giant oak doors, across the grounds, down the path, past the lake, and to the gate. She felt her legs would never tire.
A very weary looking seventeen year old wizard with jet black hair and startling green eyes behind glasses, wearing tattered robes trudged in the dark silently past one of the shops.
He was carrying two wands and the title of hero.
Jamie stopped and smiled. He stopped as well. *Who needs words anyway?*
Nevertheless, Jamie spoke. "I see you passed your Apparation Test last summer."
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(Author's note: I know this was terribly written, and there's really nothing I can do about it. I had no idea what I was writing about (except for the part with Luna.) everything else confuses me as much as it probably will confuse my readers. I still have no idea how Harry defeats Voldemort. Can anyone tell me? Nope. I guess we'll have to wait for HP7 now won't we? ARGH!)
okay. when my friends read this chapter, they were a bit confused on what happened. So, here it is. Straight and simple. Voldemort led Harry to the Owlery with the letter *supposedly* from Lupin, and blew up the tower and took Harry. Harry killed him, took his wand and apparated to Hogsmeade. Ok. There. Just in case somebody didn't get it.
WOAH! Now that I summarize it, it kinda sounds stupid. Hmmmm.
Two more chapters to go!!!! Wooooooo!
Crowds and masses of students were pushing and shoving themselves and others - frantically trying to get out of the castle.
Jamie was the only student trying to get in.
She had finally gotten through the crowded Entrance Hall and into the seemingly empty towering room filled with moving staircases as far as the eye could see. A few first years were running down the stairs to the right, and eyed Jamie incredulously when they found her rushing past them - up towards the eastern tower.
She reached the second floor and saw Luna Lovegood standing there - watching Jamie run frantically up another staircase that would take her up to the fourth floor.
"He's not there." Jamie heard from behind her.
Jamie turned around, "What did you say?"
Luna frowned, "Did I say something?"
Moon and Water. That was her heritage. Luna's parents. *Moon and Water? Does this have anything to do with the Lovegoods?* Jamie didn't think so.
Jamie remembered why she was breathing so hard. She ran back up the steps and took a sharp left at the top.
She raced down the corridor ahead of her. Then the one to the right. To the left. Right. Left. Straight forward.
In a moment of panic, Jamie thought she was lost. That was when a nameless voice in the back of her mind told her to turn left and keep going. She obeyed.
An orange glow came into view, and soon enough, Jamie could feel the heat from the flames around the corner. She ran through the corridor without a second thought as to what she was doing. Running, running, fire. There was a blazing fire in front of her - and she could not continue.
She closed her eyes and reached out in her mind. Her eyes snapped open in an instant. *He's not here.* In fact, Jamie had a feeling he wasn't even in the castle. Luna had been right. *How had she known?*
Jamie felt a sweat break out, and she noticed that she was surrounded by flames. The only part that wasn't completely consumed by flames was the painting across from her.
*Odd,* she thought.
In an instant, her wand was out. "Hydronus."
A burst of water shot out of the tip of her wand and struck the root of the flames. In a flash, they glowed green, and then returned to their original color and blazed on.
She knew this. Thank goodness for Charms.
Jamie strained to remember the lesson from yesterday. Was it really only yesterday? The only part she could remember was Professor Flitwick telling them that they would learn the counter-curse on Monday. Unfortunately, today was Saturday, and Jamie didn't have much time. Just her luck.
She paced back and forth, thinking of a way out. There had to be a way out. It was increasingly difficult to breathe in the smoke that surrounded her. Her lungs were protesting and she coughed and forced the offensive air out of her body. After this, she opened her mouth for a deep breath. But there wasn't any air to breathe. She was choking. The coughing racked her body as it grew worse.
She couldn't die like this.
Something in the corner of her vision caught her eye. It was a door. Jamie was sure it hadn't been there a second ago. Had it been, she would have used it.
This was exactly what she needed.
She jerked the door open and stepped in to see that it was a tunnel. Where it lead, Jamie didn't know. She vaguely remembered the room, but not the surroundings. In an instant, it registered.
The last time she had been in here it was nice and it had six chintz armchairs and pixie feed..
She was in the Room of Requirement. She needed a way out.
Jamie followed the tunnel for what seemed like hours, but were really only minutes. She began to run - she didn't have time for this.
*Where was Harry?*
Jamie finally stopped when she saw a trap door in front of her. She opened it and stepped out into the Entrance Hall. She looked back to see that there was in fact, no trap door - anymore.
Jamie needed answers. She stopped as she tried to organize her incoherent thoughts. An idea struck her and she turned left. Dumbledore always had answers.
Jamie finally reached the stone gargoyle, spoke the password, and entered the office without so much as a knock. She felt she didn't need to, since she already knew he wasn't going to be in there.
Jamie dropped her face in her hands and sank down to the floor in tears. She closed her eyes to the office, to the setting sun, and to her life. She couldn't bare it. sitting here. useless.
A thought entered her head. A single, reassuring thought.
Harry was alive - that much she knew.
Jamie let herself relax and take it all in.
She could tell he was scared, as well. He was far away from here - but not too far.
He was in the presence of someone very powerful. Someone who wanted him dead above anything else.
Harry was with Voldemort.
He was being taunted, and Jamie could feel the reality and intensity of his anger - even from where she sat huddled in the corner of the headmaster's office. (Author's note: please don't ask me how there can be a corner in a circular room. I know, I know.)
She felt him fight back. What a Gryffindor.
Jamie laughed in spite of herself, and choked back a sob.
*How could she laugh about this?*
The sun set just outside the window, and red splashed the sky like a blank canvas.
She heard the door open and Dumbledore came in. Jamie snapped up and stood, wiping the tears from her face. She found it was no use trying to hide it since her eyes were probably all red and puffy anyway.
Dumbledore smiled. "The tower has been taken care of, and all is well." He didn't seem at all surprised that Jamie was there.
"Harry's gone, Headmaster!" Jamie cried, thoroughly exasperated.
Dumbledore frowned and held up a hand. "I am aware, and there is nothing I can do about it. Nor can you."
The colors of the sky mixed to gray, and the sky darkened. Jamie wasn't sure she had ever seen the sun set so fast.
She opened her mouth but no words came out.
Realizing Jamie was at a loss for words, the headmaster continued, "Harry must fight his own battle."
"He might not win!" Jamie cried. She let out a breath and saw that the sun had left the horizon, and light was leaving the world.
"I can feel him struggling, and he isn't strong enough." She continued, desperate for Dumbledore to do something - anything. She wished he would wave his wand - recite a tongue-twister of a spell, and everything would be right. He always had an answer. Always. Right?
"I have never doubted Harry's capabilities. There is hope." The sky was devoid of all light now. "But he might not win." Jamie repeated, quieter this time. *How could the man just stand there - so calm?*
A thought struck Jamie and she saw the image of Harry, holding two wands - each made from the same phoenix. Fawkes sang a single low note, and a warm relief Jamie could not explain spread through her to her fingertips.
Dumbledore smiled a small smile and said, "I think we both can tell he already has."
Hope filled Jamie's very soul - she could almost taste it. She supposed if you could taste hope, it would taste as good as she felt right now. Hope was sweet.
Dumbledore paused and added, "Actually, I think you will find he is now in Hogsmeade."
Jamie frowned momentarily. "Why? How?"
"He couldn't have done it in the castle - the walls wouldn't allow it. The next closest place is Hogsmeade."
A single star appeared in the dark sky and Jamie fled the office with a quick thank you.
Jamie stopped in the corridor. *He couldn't have done what inside the castle?* At that moment, a foreign memory entered her head. She was in a very official looking room of a very official looking building. An official looking wizard smiled and said, "I'm pleased to say, Mr. Potter, you passed with flying colors."
Jamie opened her eyes, and understood how he had gotten back. *Why hadn't he told her?*
She ran down the stairs, across the Entrance Hall, through the giant oak doors, across the grounds, down the path, past the lake, and to the gate. She felt her legs would never tire.
A very weary looking seventeen year old wizard with jet black hair and startling green eyes behind glasses, wearing tattered robes trudged in the dark silently past one of the shops.
He was carrying two wands and the title of hero.
Jamie stopped and smiled. He stopped as well. *Who needs words anyway?*
Nevertheless, Jamie spoke. "I see you passed your Apparation Test last summer."
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(Author's note: I know this was terribly written, and there's really nothing I can do about it. I had no idea what I was writing about (except for the part with Luna.) everything else confuses me as much as it probably will confuse my readers. I still have no idea how Harry defeats Voldemort. Can anyone tell me? Nope. I guess we'll have to wait for HP7 now won't we? ARGH!)
okay. when my friends read this chapter, they were a bit confused on what happened. So, here it is. Straight and simple. Voldemort led Harry to the Owlery with the letter *supposedly* from Lupin, and blew up the tower and took Harry. Harry killed him, took his wand and apparated to Hogsmeade. Ok. There. Just in case somebody didn't get it.
WOAH! Now that I summarize it, it kinda sounds stupid. Hmmmm.
Two more chapters to go!!!! Wooooooo!