Later on that night while Galleria was off playing exploding snap with
Lavender and Mayalyn, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in one of the
dark corners of the Gryffindor common room discussing what they had started
earlier. Harry and Ron were stunned. Galleria, the tiny little witch from
America, couldn't be key in fighting the battles they faced with Voldemort.
She just couldn't be. For one thing, she probably hadn't ever heard of
him, being from where she was; and for another thing, she was so tiny that
one well-cast hex could finish her off.
"If Leiasau had that mark on the back of her neck, and she was a seer..." Ron began uncertainly, "then that must mean that Galleria is a seer, too!"
Hermione gave Ron a sharp look. "Not nessacarily," she said while trying to stifle a yawn. "She could have gotten that mark by chance, but than likely, she didn't. Someone had to have put it there. Either that or she was born with it. And if she was, then she is definately someone we want to have on our side."
"But who?" Ron and Harry asked simultaneously.
She held up her hand and yawned again while Harry and Ron impatiently waited for her to continue. The seconds dragged by into a minute, and the minute dragged into two. "It had to have been put there by someone very close to her or her parents," she said at last. "Maybe her parents even had a part in it. But I do know this, anyone who bears that mark has the makings of a great seer. Possibly the greatest this world has yet to see."
Harry and Ron stared at her. It was plain what they were thinking, but Ron spoke up before Harry could form the words. "Your joking, right?"
Hermione pursed her lips. She hated being second guessed, and it didn't help any that she now had to share her best friends with a girl she disliked highly. "Honestly, Ron. Can't anyone tell you anything without you second guessing them all the time?" She shook her head. "I can't say exactly how I know, but I can say one thing. Only three people have born that mark since the *Breaking of the World(A/N..I know this is a Harry Potter fic, but I just couldn't resist adding in something from the Wheel of Time.), and Aure Leiasau was one of them. Only those who can Fortell as far into the future as five hundred years, and whose magical powers rival those of the greatest wizard or witch alive, can bear that mark."
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Galleria screamed as the cards in front of her exploded. No matter how many times she had played Exploding Snap in the past hour and a half she couldn't get used to the noise they made, or the sugary-sweet smell of the smoke as it cleared and the cards reappeared. Mayalyn had gone up to their dormitory about a half an hour ago, leaving Lavender and Galleria to talk and giggle amoungst themselves.
In the past thirty minutes Galleria learned just how annoying Lavender could be. What with all her talk of make-up and jewelry and such. Those just happened to be two of Lavender's favourite subjects(that and boys), and two of Galleria's least. But, other than that they were getting along just fine. Galleria rather liked Lavender. It was partly because she reminded her of her younger sister, Parrish. It was also partly because it was nice to be around someone who didn't seem to be dancing on some unseen strings all the time. Everyone she knew acted like that, her parents more so than usual as of late. It unnerved her that they always seemed to know something that she didn't, and that they weren't willing to tell her what it was. She furrowed her brow as she thought of it.
"Gal?" Lavender asked, hesitantly. She waved her hands in front of Galleria's face. "Gal?"
Galleria snapped back to Earth with a thud. Jumping back a fraction of an inch from Lavender's hands, she shook her head to clear it of her thoughts. It worked, but barely. "Sorry Lavender, must have drifted off. What were you saying again?"
"I was saying," Lavender said slowly, "that I think we should go up and get some sleep. We have Potions with the Slytherin's first lesson, and you'll definately need your rest to be able to handle the Slytherin's AND Professor Snape at the same time."
Galleria nodded. She had heard Ron moaning about him at supper earlier. Apparently he had a strong disliking for anyone not in his house, which she had learned was Slytherin, but he absolutley hated Harry. And since Ron and Hermione were Harry's best friends, they got some unwanted attention from the sour Potions Master as well. He was constantly making snide remarks about Ron's family and something else that Ron wouldn't mention. Hermione kept silent about what Snape did to her. She said that she didn't think it was right that they sat there and talked about Professor Snape like that after all he had done for them in the past. "And especially you, Harry!" Hermione had said, shooting Harry a reproving look that made him drop his eyes to study his potatoes intently.
She didn't know what it was, but she could tell that Hermione didn't particularly care for her. She kept shooting Galleria sidelong glares when she thought that she wasn't looking. But Galleria had noticed. Even when she wasn't looking, she could tell that Hermione was looking at her. How could she not? Hermione's eyes bore a whole into the side of her head, leaving a portion of it exposed for the girl to see. That's how it felt to Galleria, anyhow. That's how she always felt when people looked at her like Hermione does. Everytime she managed to catch Hermione's eye, she'd swear that she could see little gears turning at the back of her mind. Measuring and weighing. Measuring her wit and weighing her strength. Galleria shuddered as she followed Lavender up the spiral staircase leading to their dormitory. There was something about Hermione that unnerved her. Although she couldn't quite put her thumb on it, it was there. And it only grew as the days went by.
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Draco had been watching her since that first day on the train. At first it had been because she intrigued him, but then his Father's owl had reached him with the usual instructions on what he could and could not do that year. The directions were always the same. They told him to what extent he was allowed to show off his magical talent. But this year there was something extra along with the directions. They were directions, yes, but directions of a different type. He was to watch the three witches, Galleria more than the other two. Lanai wasn't much of a threat; a couple of well-placed bribes could bring her over to their side. She was close enough as it was without the bribes that they didn't think them nessacary. Parrish('So that's her name!' Draco thought.) wasn't worth much, but she was close to Galleria, and Galleria was the one they really wanted with them. If they had Parrish, they were more than likely going to get Galleria.
Galleria, as it turned out, played a very important role in their little scheme indeed. In fact, if she wasn't caught and turned over to their way of thinking, Lord Voldemort could fall. He could fall with no hope of regaining his power. Draco shuddered to think of what his Father would do to him if that were to happen. What he came up with wasn't very pleasant. And if only for that reason alone, he had to manipulate Galleria into believing, into their plan. Into darkness. And that meant he had to go through her sisters. Since Galleria had joined the dream team, there was no way he could possibly get near her without having to go near Potter, Weasel and that filthy mudblood, Hermione Granger. He would start with Lanai.
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A/N. I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it. I've been writing this story for quite some time now, and I only just recently decided to post it.
*Breaking of the World, the: During the Time of Madness(see Time of Madness), male Aes Sedai(see Aes Sedai) who had gone insane, and who could wield the One Power(the power that makes up the world, basically) to a degree now unknown, changed the face of the earth. They caused earthquakes, leveled old mountain ranges and raised new mountains, lifted dry land where seas had been and made the ocean rush in where dry land had been. Many parts of the world were completely depopulated, and the survivors were scattered like dust on the wind. this destruction is remembered in stories, legends, and history as the Breaking of the World.
**Time of Madness: The years after the Dark one's(Shai'tan) counter-stroke tainted the male half of the True Source, when male Aes Sedai went mad and Broke the World. The exact duration of this time period is unknown, but it is believed to have lasted nearly one hundred years. It ended completely only with the death of the last male Aes Sedai.
***Aes Sedai(EYEZ seh-DEYE): Wielders of the One Power. Since the Time of Madness, all survicing Aes Sedai are women.
****Shai'tan(SHAY-it-TAN): The source of evil, antithesis of the Creator.
I just figured telling y'all what the Breaking of the World was about would help you out, and I couldn't put that up there without some other definitions. The only reference to be made in this story to the Wheel of Time will be the Breaking of the World.
Don't forget to review! No flames, though.
"If Leiasau had that mark on the back of her neck, and she was a seer..." Ron began uncertainly, "then that must mean that Galleria is a seer, too!"
Hermione gave Ron a sharp look. "Not nessacarily," she said while trying to stifle a yawn. "She could have gotten that mark by chance, but than likely, she didn't. Someone had to have put it there. Either that or she was born with it. And if she was, then she is definately someone we want to have on our side."
"But who?" Ron and Harry asked simultaneously.
She held up her hand and yawned again while Harry and Ron impatiently waited for her to continue. The seconds dragged by into a minute, and the minute dragged into two. "It had to have been put there by someone very close to her or her parents," she said at last. "Maybe her parents even had a part in it. But I do know this, anyone who bears that mark has the makings of a great seer. Possibly the greatest this world has yet to see."
Harry and Ron stared at her. It was plain what they were thinking, but Ron spoke up before Harry could form the words. "Your joking, right?"
Hermione pursed her lips. She hated being second guessed, and it didn't help any that she now had to share her best friends with a girl she disliked highly. "Honestly, Ron. Can't anyone tell you anything without you second guessing them all the time?" She shook her head. "I can't say exactly how I know, but I can say one thing. Only three people have born that mark since the *Breaking of the World(A/N..I know this is a Harry Potter fic, but I just couldn't resist adding in something from the Wheel of Time.), and Aure Leiasau was one of them. Only those who can Fortell as far into the future as five hundred years, and whose magical powers rival those of the greatest wizard or witch alive, can bear that mark."
*************
Galleria screamed as the cards in front of her exploded. No matter how many times she had played Exploding Snap in the past hour and a half she couldn't get used to the noise they made, or the sugary-sweet smell of the smoke as it cleared and the cards reappeared. Mayalyn had gone up to their dormitory about a half an hour ago, leaving Lavender and Galleria to talk and giggle amoungst themselves.
In the past thirty minutes Galleria learned just how annoying Lavender could be. What with all her talk of make-up and jewelry and such. Those just happened to be two of Lavender's favourite subjects(that and boys), and two of Galleria's least. But, other than that they were getting along just fine. Galleria rather liked Lavender. It was partly because she reminded her of her younger sister, Parrish. It was also partly because it was nice to be around someone who didn't seem to be dancing on some unseen strings all the time. Everyone she knew acted like that, her parents more so than usual as of late. It unnerved her that they always seemed to know something that she didn't, and that they weren't willing to tell her what it was. She furrowed her brow as she thought of it.
"Gal?" Lavender asked, hesitantly. She waved her hands in front of Galleria's face. "Gal?"
Galleria snapped back to Earth with a thud. Jumping back a fraction of an inch from Lavender's hands, she shook her head to clear it of her thoughts. It worked, but barely. "Sorry Lavender, must have drifted off. What were you saying again?"
"I was saying," Lavender said slowly, "that I think we should go up and get some sleep. We have Potions with the Slytherin's first lesson, and you'll definately need your rest to be able to handle the Slytherin's AND Professor Snape at the same time."
Galleria nodded. She had heard Ron moaning about him at supper earlier. Apparently he had a strong disliking for anyone not in his house, which she had learned was Slytherin, but he absolutley hated Harry. And since Ron and Hermione were Harry's best friends, they got some unwanted attention from the sour Potions Master as well. He was constantly making snide remarks about Ron's family and something else that Ron wouldn't mention. Hermione kept silent about what Snape did to her. She said that she didn't think it was right that they sat there and talked about Professor Snape like that after all he had done for them in the past. "And especially you, Harry!" Hermione had said, shooting Harry a reproving look that made him drop his eyes to study his potatoes intently.
She didn't know what it was, but she could tell that Hermione didn't particularly care for her. She kept shooting Galleria sidelong glares when she thought that she wasn't looking. But Galleria had noticed. Even when she wasn't looking, she could tell that Hermione was looking at her. How could she not? Hermione's eyes bore a whole into the side of her head, leaving a portion of it exposed for the girl to see. That's how it felt to Galleria, anyhow. That's how she always felt when people looked at her like Hermione does. Everytime she managed to catch Hermione's eye, she'd swear that she could see little gears turning at the back of her mind. Measuring and weighing. Measuring her wit and weighing her strength. Galleria shuddered as she followed Lavender up the spiral staircase leading to their dormitory. There was something about Hermione that unnerved her. Although she couldn't quite put her thumb on it, it was there. And it only grew as the days went by.
***********
Draco had been watching her since that first day on the train. At first it had been because she intrigued him, but then his Father's owl had reached him with the usual instructions on what he could and could not do that year. The directions were always the same. They told him to what extent he was allowed to show off his magical talent. But this year there was something extra along with the directions. They were directions, yes, but directions of a different type. He was to watch the three witches, Galleria more than the other two. Lanai wasn't much of a threat; a couple of well-placed bribes could bring her over to their side. She was close enough as it was without the bribes that they didn't think them nessacary. Parrish('So that's her name!' Draco thought.) wasn't worth much, but she was close to Galleria, and Galleria was the one they really wanted with them. If they had Parrish, they were more than likely going to get Galleria.
Galleria, as it turned out, played a very important role in their little scheme indeed. In fact, if she wasn't caught and turned over to their way of thinking, Lord Voldemort could fall. He could fall with no hope of regaining his power. Draco shuddered to think of what his Father would do to him if that were to happen. What he came up with wasn't very pleasant. And if only for that reason alone, he had to manipulate Galleria into believing, into their plan. Into darkness. And that meant he had to go through her sisters. Since Galleria had joined the dream team, there was no way he could possibly get near her without having to go near Potter, Weasel and that filthy mudblood, Hermione Granger. He would start with Lanai.
***********
A/N. I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it. I've been writing this story for quite some time now, and I only just recently decided to post it.
*Breaking of the World, the: During the Time of Madness(see Time of Madness), male Aes Sedai(see Aes Sedai) who had gone insane, and who could wield the One Power(the power that makes up the world, basically) to a degree now unknown, changed the face of the earth. They caused earthquakes, leveled old mountain ranges and raised new mountains, lifted dry land where seas had been and made the ocean rush in where dry land had been. Many parts of the world were completely depopulated, and the survivors were scattered like dust on the wind. this destruction is remembered in stories, legends, and history as the Breaking of the World.
**Time of Madness: The years after the Dark one's(Shai'tan) counter-stroke tainted the male half of the True Source, when male Aes Sedai went mad and Broke the World. The exact duration of this time period is unknown, but it is believed to have lasted nearly one hundred years. It ended completely only with the death of the last male Aes Sedai.
***Aes Sedai(EYEZ seh-DEYE): Wielders of the One Power. Since the Time of Madness, all survicing Aes Sedai are women.
****Shai'tan(SHAY-it-TAN): The source of evil, antithesis of the Creator.
I just figured telling y'all what the Breaking of the World was about would help you out, and I couldn't put that up there without some other definitions. The only reference to be made in this story to the Wheel of Time will be the Breaking of the World.
Don't forget to review! No flames, though.