A/N: I'm having too much fun writing this. ^_^
Harry: Evil person.
Me: Duh. ::Eats an ice cream cone:: On with the fic.
Disclaimer: I think I can, I think I can, I think I can ::tries to fool somebody into thinking I own Harry Potter and fails miserably:: -_-'
Ron and Hermione sat in silence in front of the fire in the common room.
"Ron," said Hermione softly after a long while.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Do you really think Cho could be alive?"
"I don't know," said Ron. "I hope for Harry's sake that she is, but I just don't know."
"Me too," she replied. "Me too." She sniffed and Ron wrapped his arms around her.
"It'll be okay, Hermione," he said, rubbing her back.
She closed her eyes, laying her head on his shoulder. "Ron," she whispered.
"Yes?" he said, holding her close.
"Thank you," she said, wrapping her arms around him.
Ron smiled, "Anytime, Hermione, anytime."
~*~
Lucy stared at the picture some more. She wondered why Arabella and Mundungus didn't seem all that intrigued by their past. In the past two months she had been the only one to show any real interest in finding out who she was. Arabella and Mundungus didn't really seem to care. And the way they smiled at her when they caught her staring at the picture . . . it was as if they knew something she didn't.
'Could they know how the picture moves?' she wondered. She shrugged inwardly, might as well ask.
"Guys," said Lucy, Arabella and Mundungus turned to her. "Do you know how the people in the picture move?"
They looked slightly shocked then a bit uncomfortable. "No," said Mundungus at last. "No idea."
"Let's head back to my place, shall we?" said Arabella, rummaging through her purse and pulling out some money for their drinks. They left the café and got into Arabella's car. She drove through the streets of London and headed towards Surrey, pulling into the driveway of her house.
Lucy wondered briefly how Arabella owned this house, and wondered why she'd never thought about it before. She shrugged it off, she wasn't complaining. She stepped into the house, dodging the four cats that had run to the door. Lucy headed up to the room Arabella had told her she could stay in until she could get her own place.
She lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling above her. She started straining her mind again, trying to remember anything about her past. She drew the picture from her pocket and examined it, watching the two people run happily across the green grass. She smiled as she watched them. It almost felt like she was really there in the picture for a minute.
She set the picture on her bedside table and watched it until she fell asleep.
~*~ Dream ~*~
Lucy saw the couple in the picture standing in an otherwise empty room.
"Harry!" said the girl, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Please, don't be this way! Please!"
"Cho," said the boy, who Lucy assumed must be named Harry. "What 'way' am I supposed to be!? You're practically dumping me!"
"Harry, I would never do that. I love you, you know I do," said Cho. "It's just that . . . maybe we should make it seem like we're not together so the whole school will stop following us around. And my friends- they say they're worried about me since trouble seems to follow you around-"
Harry crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Cho. "If you don't want to be with me because of Voldemort, I will understand."
"No!" said Cho a little louder and little more quickly than she had intended. "It's not that, I'm not scared of him, but if Voldemort gets word of us being together he might use it against you, Harry. You must promise me that if anything happens you will forget about me and do what needs to be done, if your chance to defeat him comes I don't want to see you give it up because of me."
"I can't make that promise, Cho. You know I would do anything for you, even join Voldemort himself."
Lucy gasped as the scene around the two melted and they sank slightly as Harry spoke these words. Everything righted itself but now they were in a different place. Harry and Cho were seperated by a raging wall of flame and both were looking badly injured. Lucy gasped again as she saw the man with the red eyes standing above Cho.
Lucy watched, transfixed as Cho's eyes widened and she whispered, "You don't mean you-"
"I love you, Cho, always and forever," said Harry.
The fire disappeared and Harry rushed to her and hugged her. They whispered some things to each other that Lucy couldn't quite make out but then she heard Harry say "I'm sorry, Cho" and he picked her and stood her on her feet.
Lucy felt a wave of sadness wash over her as she watched the events helplessly. She saw Cho kiss Harry then turn around, crying.
"Now I have your word that you won't hurt her."
"You have my word. Lucius, kill the girl."
"No! You promised you wouldn't hurt her!"
"I said I wouldn't her, I didn't say anything about one of my Death Eaters."
Harry stepped in front of Lucius as Lucius drew his a long stick from his robes, Lucy wondered briefly how Lucius planned to kill someone with a little piece of wood. "I won't let you," said Harry.
"Oh, really?" said Lucius calmly. "You have not the strength to duel, you barely have the strength to stand, so how exactly do you plan to stop me when I could send you to the ground without even using my wand?"
Lucy watched, amazed, as Harry snatched the stick from Lucius' fingers. Her eyes widened as everyone else drew sticks from their robes and pointed them at Harry. "Hurt me and he dies," said Harry, backing away from Lucius, still keeping the stick aimed over his heart.
Harry reached Cho at the door, grabbed her hand, and ran out.
The scene faded once again and Lucy stood in the middle of a raging battlefield. She saw Arabella and Mundungus beside her and turned to them. "Bella! Gus! How did you guys get here, too? What is going on?"
Arabella and Mundungus didn't seem to hear or see her at all, they just stared ahead where the man with the red eyes was. Lucy turned and screamed. The man with the red eyes walked up to them waved his stick, muttering something and Arabella and Mundungus were blown away twenty feet then he turned to Lucy. She gulped. "Let's see how Potter rescues you from this! Obliviate!" A bright light rushed at her and she screamed.
~*~ End of dream ~*~
"AAAAHHHH!!!!" screamed Lucy, sitting bolt upright in her bed. Arabella and Mundungus burst into the room, wands drawn. Arabella gasped, jabbed Mundungus in the ribs and they both quickly put their wands away before Lucy saw them.
"What's wrong, child?" said Arabella.
"It- it was a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Go to back to bed," said Lucy, laying down and rolling over.
"What was the nightmare about?" said Mundungus, walking over to her and sitting down on her bed. Arabella did the same.
"I don't really remember much of it," lied Lucy.
"You're a terrible liar, Lucy," said Arabella. "Tell us. What happened in the nightmare?"
Lucy sighed and started to tell them what she had seen. They gasped when she told them about the last part. "You saw us in your dream? On a battlefield?" said Arabella, not looking all that shocked but interested. "What were we wearing? Do you remember?"
Lucy thought for a moment. "Yes. You were wearing white robes. Why?"
Arabella glanced at Mundungus then Mundungus said, "We'll tell you another time. Go back to sleep."
Arabella and Mundungus got up and exited the room, leaving a confused Lucy alone.
~*~
The next morning, Lucy got up and headed into the kitchen where Arabella was making breakfast. "'Morning, Bella," said Lucy sleepily, rubbing her eyes.
"Good morning, Lucy, glad to see you finally decided to get up," said Arabella, flipping a pancake.
Lucy nodded, sliding into a chair at the table. Mundungus looked up from his paper, "Did you sleep well aside from your nightmare?" he asked. Lucy nodded again. Arabella walked over to them with a plate stacked with pancakes. The three each served themselves and started to eat. Lucy didn't eat much, she was still thinking about her dream. 'Hmm . . . it all seems so impossible, so made up . . . but there's just something about it that seemed real . . .' she thought. She inwardly shrugged it off then started to eat, not knowing what Arabella and Mundungus had planned for her for the day ahead.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Dang, I'm good at those cliffies! How many is that now? Seven? Hehe . . .
I ThInK I FeLL: I'm so sorry, Cookie Fan, I didn't reply to you last time. Sorry! And I'm also sorry about that nightmare ::shudders:: And I didn't mean to make you cry. ::Hugs and hands you comfort cookies:: (To everyone else, no I'm not playing favorites, this is my Cookie Fan so she gets more cookies.)
john: Fix what? What are you confused about? Figure it out, it's not THAT hard!
Bon: Lol.
shduranni: Yeah, you'll see. Thanks.
goobersprinkle: I think you're a little behind the times . . . Oh, well.
d u s t y . w i n g s: Heh, I like doing that.
Shadun: ::Does a little dance:: Yayness, can't wait to read that book! DANG IT I WANT IT TO BE PUBLISHED RIGHT NOW!!!!!! ::Cries:: Oh, yeah, your questions will be answered later.
John Black: Lol, I figured you all had forgotten. This girl I was chatting with when she was reading it, she said "WHAT THE - ?! It's all been a flashback!?" lol. Thanks, I hope you liked this chapter, too.
Kakarot: ^_^ Being a dork is fun. And . . . yes, that did take you long enough lol. And go beat the crap outta Peter and/or Voldie and/or Fudge. I'll catch you up later lol.
The Unknown: Ack.
hyper_shark: ::Tries not to laugh:: Hehe, I put another cliffy on there for you. ^_^
Phoenix28: Thanks. I'm glad SOMEBODY likes it ::glares at "The Unknown"::
::Gives all reviewers a cookie:: Thanks a bunch.
Harry: Evil person.
Me: Duh. ::Eats an ice cream cone:: On with the fic.
Disclaimer: I think I can, I think I can, I think I can ::tries to fool somebody into thinking I own Harry Potter and fails miserably:: -_-'
Ron and Hermione sat in silence in front of the fire in the common room.
"Ron," said Hermione softly after a long while.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Do you really think Cho could be alive?"
"I don't know," said Ron. "I hope for Harry's sake that she is, but I just don't know."
"Me too," she replied. "Me too." She sniffed and Ron wrapped his arms around her.
"It'll be okay, Hermione," he said, rubbing her back.
She closed her eyes, laying her head on his shoulder. "Ron," she whispered.
"Yes?" he said, holding her close.
"Thank you," she said, wrapping her arms around him.
Ron smiled, "Anytime, Hermione, anytime."
~*~
Lucy stared at the picture some more. She wondered why Arabella and Mundungus didn't seem all that intrigued by their past. In the past two months she had been the only one to show any real interest in finding out who she was. Arabella and Mundungus didn't really seem to care. And the way they smiled at her when they caught her staring at the picture . . . it was as if they knew something she didn't.
'Could they know how the picture moves?' she wondered. She shrugged inwardly, might as well ask.
"Guys," said Lucy, Arabella and Mundungus turned to her. "Do you know how the people in the picture move?"
They looked slightly shocked then a bit uncomfortable. "No," said Mundungus at last. "No idea."
"Let's head back to my place, shall we?" said Arabella, rummaging through her purse and pulling out some money for their drinks. They left the café and got into Arabella's car. She drove through the streets of London and headed towards Surrey, pulling into the driveway of her house.
Lucy wondered briefly how Arabella owned this house, and wondered why she'd never thought about it before. She shrugged it off, she wasn't complaining. She stepped into the house, dodging the four cats that had run to the door. Lucy headed up to the room Arabella had told her she could stay in until she could get her own place.
She lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling above her. She started straining her mind again, trying to remember anything about her past. She drew the picture from her pocket and examined it, watching the two people run happily across the green grass. She smiled as she watched them. It almost felt like she was really there in the picture for a minute.
She set the picture on her bedside table and watched it until she fell asleep.
~*~ Dream ~*~
Lucy saw the couple in the picture standing in an otherwise empty room.
"Harry!" said the girl, her eyes sparkling with tears. "Please, don't be this way! Please!"
"Cho," said the boy, who Lucy assumed must be named Harry. "What 'way' am I supposed to be!? You're practically dumping me!"
"Harry, I would never do that. I love you, you know I do," said Cho. "It's just that . . . maybe we should make it seem like we're not together so the whole school will stop following us around. And my friends- they say they're worried about me since trouble seems to follow you around-"
Harry crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Cho. "If you don't want to be with me because of Voldemort, I will understand."
"No!" said Cho a little louder and little more quickly than she had intended. "It's not that, I'm not scared of him, but if Voldemort gets word of us being together he might use it against you, Harry. You must promise me that if anything happens you will forget about me and do what needs to be done, if your chance to defeat him comes I don't want to see you give it up because of me."
"I can't make that promise, Cho. You know I would do anything for you, even join Voldemort himself."
Lucy gasped as the scene around the two melted and they sank slightly as Harry spoke these words. Everything righted itself but now they were in a different place. Harry and Cho were seperated by a raging wall of flame and both were looking badly injured. Lucy gasped again as she saw the man with the red eyes standing above Cho.
Lucy watched, transfixed as Cho's eyes widened and she whispered, "You don't mean you-"
"I love you, Cho, always and forever," said Harry.
The fire disappeared and Harry rushed to her and hugged her. They whispered some things to each other that Lucy couldn't quite make out but then she heard Harry say "I'm sorry, Cho" and he picked her and stood her on her feet.
Lucy felt a wave of sadness wash over her as she watched the events helplessly. She saw Cho kiss Harry then turn around, crying.
"Now I have your word that you won't hurt her."
"You have my word. Lucius, kill the girl."
"No! You promised you wouldn't hurt her!"
"I said I wouldn't her, I didn't say anything about one of my Death Eaters."
Harry stepped in front of Lucius as Lucius drew his a long stick from his robes, Lucy wondered briefly how Lucius planned to kill someone with a little piece of wood. "I won't let you," said Harry.
"Oh, really?" said Lucius calmly. "You have not the strength to duel, you barely have the strength to stand, so how exactly do you plan to stop me when I could send you to the ground without even using my wand?"
Lucy watched, amazed, as Harry snatched the stick from Lucius' fingers. Her eyes widened as everyone else drew sticks from their robes and pointed them at Harry. "Hurt me and he dies," said Harry, backing away from Lucius, still keeping the stick aimed over his heart.
Harry reached Cho at the door, grabbed her hand, and ran out.
The scene faded once again and Lucy stood in the middle of a raging battlefield. She saw Arabella and Mundungus beside her and turned to them. "Bella! Gus! How did you guys get here, too? What is going on?"
Arabella and Mundungus didn't seem to hear or see her at all, they just stared ahead where the man with the red eyes was. Lucy turned and screamed. The man with the red eyes walked up to them waved his stick, muttering something and Arabella and Mundungus were blown away twenty feet then he turned to Lucy. She gulped. "Let's see how Potter rescues you from this! Obliviate!" A bright light rushed at her and she screamed.
~*~ End of dream ~*~
"AAAAHHHH!!!!" screamed Lucy, sitting bolt upright in her bed. Arabella and Mundungus burst into the room, wands drawn. Arabella gasped, jabbed Mundungus in the ribs and they both quickly put their wands away before Lucy saw them.
"What's wrong, child?" said Arabella.
"It- it was a nightmare. Just a nightmare. Go to back to bed," said Lucy, laying down and rolling over.
"What was the nightmare about?" said Mundungus, walking over to her and sitting down on her bed. Arabella did the same.
"I don't really remember much of it," lied Lucy.
"You're a terrible liar, Lucy," said Arabella. "Tell us. What happened in the nightmare?"
Lucy sighed and started to tell them what she had seen. They gasped when she told them about the last part. "You saw us in your dream? On a battlefield?" said Arabella, not looking all that shocked but interested. "What were we wearing? Do you remember?"
Lucy thought for a moment. "Yes. You were wearing white robes. Why?"
Arabella glanced at Mundungus then Mundungus said, "We'll tell you another time. Go back to sleep."
Arabella and Mundungus got up and exited the room, leaving a confused Lucy alone.
~*~
The next morning, Lucy got up and headed into the kitchen where Arabella was making breakfast. "'Morning, Bella," said Lucy sleepily, rubbing her eyes.
"Good morning, Lucy, glad to see you finally decided to get up," said Arabella, flipping a pancake.
Lucy nodded, sliding into a chair at the table. Mundungus looked up from his paper, "Did you sleep well aside from your nightmare?" he asked. Lucy nodded again. Arabella walked over to them with a plate stacked with pancakes. The three each served themselves and started to eat. Lucy didn't eat much, she was still thinking about her dream. 'Hmm . . . it all seems so impossible, so made up . . . but there's just something about it that seemed real . . .' she thought. She inwardly shrugged it off then started to eat, not knowing what Arabella and Mundungus had planned for her for the day ahead.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Dang, I'm good at those cliffies! How many is that now? Seven? Hehe . . .
I ThInK I FeLL: I'm so sorry, Cookie Fan, I didn't reply to you last time. Sorry! And I'm also sorry about that nightmare ::shudders:: And I didn't mean to make you cry. ::Hugs and hands you comfort cookies:: (To everyone else, no I'm not playing favorites, this is my Cookie Fan so she gets more cookies.)
john: Fix what? What are you confused about? Figure it out, it's not THAT hard!
Bon: Lol.
shduranni: Yeah, you'll see. Thanks.
goobersprinkle: I think you're a little behind the times . . . Oh, well.
d u s t y . w i n g s: Heh, I like doing that.
Shadun: ::Does a little dance:: Yayness, can't wait to read that book! DANG IT I WANT IT TO BE PUBLISHED RIGHT NOW!!!!!! ::Cries:: Oh, yeah, your questions will be answered later.
John Black: Lol, I figured you all had forgotten. This girl I was chatting with when she was reading it, she said "WHAT THE - ?! It's all been a flashback!?" lol. Thanks, I hope you liked this chapter, too.
Kakarot: ^_^ Being a dork is fun. And . . . yes, that did take you long enough lol. And go beat the crap outta Peter and/or Voldie and/or Fudge. I'll catch you up later lol.
The Unknown: Ack.
hyper_shark: ::Tries not to laugh:: Hehe, I put another cliffy on there for you. ^_^
Phoenix28: Thanks. I'm glad SOMEBODY likes it ::glares at "The Unknown"::
::Gives all reviewers a cookie:: Thanks a bunch.