Harry Potter and the Swords of Locus.
Disclaimer: I own everything! Especially the air! Come on now these are annoying, so i'll make it short J. If ur wondering on the title yes it says Locus, but its Latin for something else, ill explain the da story. I own only the plot and the character Fenix is not mine I borrowed it from a fanfic, and some of the ideas cuz they were so good. I borrowed them from a bloody brilliant story, Purpose, by Firesword. Thank you everyone for not suing me. The character Tasuki (she's a girl thank you very much) is all mine. At last something I own! *Laughs evilly* ahem sorry couldn't help it... anyways on with the story! Oh please review or I will not publish the next chapters. Thank you.
The Girl in Harry's Dreams
***Night time at the Dursley's house***
Silence…everything is soooo silent, Harry though and sighed.
He had been crying and having nightmares the whole night and every night ever since Sirius had died.
It's all my fault, Harry though miserably, if I had just known, He will pay, for that and all the pain he brought to everyone I know...
Harry was slipping. Slipping into a bottomless hole, falling, falling, slipping, gone. He knew when he found the bottom, it would be when he gave up hope, and he was two inches from losing the one thing that kept you from hitting the bottom, the bottom that would break your spirit, and put a hole through your heart.
Harry started making a list of all the things he make Voldermort pay for, sobbing as despair, hate, and loss surrounded him and began to smother him. After a while he drifted off into exhaustion. Most people would call it sleep, but Harry knew what sleep was, and closing your eyes to nightmares was not sleeping.
Screaming, curses being shouted given and, unfortunately for Sirius, received. Harry turned his head to see Sirius' body fall into the veil. Harry screamed "SIRIUS! Don't leave me! SIRIUS!!" Then something happened that had never happened before in his nightmares,
A girl, was Harry's first thought, but wait she's...crying...silver tears? "STOP, Harry! HARRY! WAKE UP HARRY WAKE UP!" the girl screamed like her heart was breaking, he couldn't focus on anything, for the girl was shinning so brightly. The light was starting to get him irritated for it was hurting his eyes. His dreamed blurred into gray, and then black.
Harry woke up.
Harry was soaked in sweat. He looked down and clenched his fists. Ouch, he thought as something bit into his palm.
He opened his palm in wonder, and straightened his glasses so he could see. He looked down and saw a golden necklace and in the middle a miniature sword hanging on the gold chain.
Harry groaned, damn! Even a friggin necklace is out to get me. Harry faintly smiled, then frowned as he wondered, where the heck did this come from? The boy closed his eyes once again.
Only to find another nightmare.
But before it even started to make sense the girl appeared again, but she was still shinning much to Harry's annoyance. She was also scowling. What's her problem? Harry thought bitterly, I'm the one who should be mad she's the one in my dream, er nightmare.
"Are you the one who's been having this nightmare all this time?" she asked rather nicely, she also had stopped scowling, as she looked imploringly at Harry.
"Yeah," Harry said defensively "Would you stop bloody shinning? You're giving me a migraine!"
"Oh sorry," the girl said "I have been so excited lately..."
"EXCITED! YOU'RE EXCITED THAT I'VE BEEN HAVING NIGHTMARES?? WHAT ARE YOU SOME KINDA DEMOND?!"
"Ouch. you're sweet aren't you? And no, not because you've had nightmares, its what came out of your having nightmares!" she rushed on and said excitedly "I'VE FIGURED OUT WHERE SIRUIS WENT!" She did a little dance, "You thought he was dead?!" She asked dumbstruck for she had correctly interpreted his face.
Bombs went off in Harry's mind, hope flared. Harry's mind clicked into over drive, he felt like singing, dancing, and crying in relief all at once. Harry's world flipped over right then and there, Sirius alive?? God PLEASE let it be true... he prayed. "Sorry for yelling at you, I am trying to control my temper..."
"Hmmm sorry for shocking you like that, and its okay that you yelled at me, im used to no one talking to me at all..."
With that statement Harry felt twice as bad for yelling at her.
"I know! To make it up to you I will stay with you so you wouldn't have any nightmares!" She said in utter joy at the thought she could make someone happy.
Harry couldn't help but smile back at her, her innocence was contagious just like her smile. Then he frowned slightly "How can you come with me, and get rid of my nightmares?" he asked curiously
"Oh well the first one is easy as long as you have my necklace, then I can come with you, its my magic you see," she smiled mischievously her eyes, Harry noticed changed color with her emotions, they were currently aqua, and Harry thought, a guy could drown in them if he wasn't careful, he made a mental note to not laugh too hard at Ron's reaction when he first lays eyes on her.
"The second question is a little harder, well you see I have an calming er, um, aura, you can call it but to me calling it that sounds corny, but oh well. I also have to be in physical contact with you," she explained her face straight, "In other words I'll share your bed with you."
Wow this girl really is innocent thinking; hmmm I guess I could sleep with her, er, I mean in the same bed as her. Harry blushed slightly, well anything to get rid of those nightmares, and she can bring Sirius back! What's to lose? He thought recklessly. "Okay sounds good, do yah have a name, cuz I sure as heck cant call you girl."
She smiled, her dimples winking as she did, "My name is Tasuki," she explained
"Isn't that a guys name?" Harry asked incredulously. BIG mistake.
Tasuki sent her most withering glare at him and asked, "What of it?!" Harry felt himself shrinking a few inches.
"Sorry geez. I'm sorry really!!" Harry exclaimed after another death-defying glare from Tasuki. She smirked in satisfaction, and then said "Okay Harry wake-up!"
Harry shut his eyes and opened them. It didn't work. Tasuki rolled her eyes and said "You were supposed to wake up!"
"Sorry normally I don't wake up on command." Harry said sarcastically and rolled his eyes back at her. Which provoked a face-making contest that lasted several minutes, and was won by Harry.
Harry grinned foolishly and taunted "Nyner, Nyner, Nyner, I WON I WON!!" He was feeling rather proud that he won the contest, especially to her. "AHHH!" he yelled when he saw Tasuki about to pinch him. Hard.
Harry Potter woke up.
"Damn!" He swore, "It was such a good dream!"
"Thank you!" Tasuki beamed, Harry swiveled his head. His mouth dropped. She was floating in mid-air above him. "What?? Ahhh!" Tasuki landed squarely on Harry
"Nice catch!" Tasuki said appreciatively.
"I didn't," Harry managed to rasp, "Can you get off me now?"
"Opps," Tasuki said but Harry glared at her for he could hear the smile in her voice. In one graceful semi-leap she was off him. "Well...didn't your mother ever tell you not to stare at people."
But Harry was staring, in his dream he didn't really notice her looks, but now... Ron's definitely gonna flip over her! Harry thought and whistled softly in appreciation,
She was a half inch taller than Harry, but an inch below Ron, Tasuki had fiery red hair that was layered, all the piece of different cut hair got progressively longer, until it ended at her waist, and curled into the front, complementing her hour glass figure, it was currently lose, swishing around her cute face as she looked around the room as her eyes changed from a teasing aqua to a brilliant green. That shade of green either means curiosity or shock. She has a lot of freckles, I wonder if she's related to the Weasels.
She had no bangs, unless you count the two that ended at her jaw line, she had perfect eyebrows, full lips, that were easy to smile round, but not pudgy checks, and dimples always willing to wink at people, currently him. Her arms were long and muscled, but her hands looked dainty until you saw her calluses, you could count her ribs when she inhaled, and her legs were thin but nicely shaped, like her arms they had muscles, she's no push over, but she's looks like an angle!
Her bottom he noticed, and blushed faintly as he thought Its nice and round kinda like her chest. She's not lacking, but not too big, perfectly in the middle. Tasuki like Harry was wearing P-Jays, but her shirt had clouds and smiling moons on them. Her shirt was also styled in a V at the neck and it buttoned all the way down, and the sleeves ended at the shoulders. Her shorts matched her shirt and they had two strings hanging down. The only odd thing about her was Harry noticed that she had a scar on her hip that looked like something with big claws slashed her, from the top of her bottom to the top of her thigh, and an X scar was on her wrist, as if someone took a knife, and cut her to get an X shape.
All in all she was a little skinny, (not enough food) but very pretty, mischievous, and nice.
I love my luck he though passionately.
Harry finally replied and said "Nope, my mom died before I could talk." He tried to say it causally, but she turned and her eyes went silver when she saw his cloud up with sadness.
Harry made a mental note to find what eye colors mean what, it would really come in handy he mused.
"Umm sorry, if its any consolation mine are dead too, I wish yours weren't though." She said her eyes slipped into a deeper silver.
"Me too," Harry said and shoved that at the back of his mind. He smiled and teased, "Well how can I tell if you keep nightmares away if we don't go to sleep?"
Tasuki's eyes turned into a warm wood brown and smiled, dimples flashing, "Yup." And crawled into bed after him.
The last thing Harry thought before he fell asleep was, The look on Dudley's face when he sees me with her will be priceless!
Harry slept peacefully.
*** The morning before ***
A/N: Everything that is in quotes is so not mine, but its important to this story, and this explains Fenix, This is from Firesword's Purpose. Thank you
It was quiet in the three-story house belonging to a dusky-complex woman with long, raven black hair. The twenty-six year old woman was humming absently to herself as she prepared an extra room for her elder sister that was taking a vacation to visit her in Scotland. Her concentration was broken off when something leapt at her back and she was instantly down on the floor. She struggled briefly, and managed to get onto her back to fend off the attacker's muzzle.
: Silver! Get off me! Bloody hell, you're not a cub anymore! : She 'yelled' using her mind to communicate to the huge silver-furred wolf. Another set of paws tickled her feet, as the wolf's mate Wind joined in the fun. Fenix wiggled desperately out, and curled into a ball, her hands clutched her waist as she laughed uncontrollably.
: Sorry! I think your sister's arrived. : Storm sat on his haunches regally as his penetrating silver-black eyes gazed at hers. Wind sidled into his side, nibbling on his neck ruff gently, before turning to grin at Fenix.
Fenix controlled her laughter and gave an unlady-like snort at the bigger of the two wolves. : You need to work on your language. You definitely sound like a common-born and not at all suitable for your current pose. : She said haughtily, as she got up to her feet and straightened her blouse. She heard the sound of a car engine as it abruptly stopped, the noise vibrating in the garage. She grinned widely and went down the stairs briskly and flew out of the house and gave her sister a warm hug.
"Fenix, act your age," Giselle Liana Maxwell said in exasperation but returned her sister's hug. She drew back from her younger sister and looked at her in amazement.
"What have you done to yourself? Dieting again?" she demanded, looking at her sister's trim body.
"Nonsense! Dieting is too troublesome, so I did it the hard way, running. You should try it," Fenix suggested lamely as she looked archly at her sister's waistline.
"Huh, as if I have the time to do that!"
"Really? Then how come you have the time to pay attention to that handsome black-haired Elven guy?" Fenix asked, giving her sister a sly look.
"What--how did you know that he's an Elf?" Giselle demanded, looking wildly at Fenix, as they went back into the house, struggling with the suitcases that her sister had brought with her to the second floor of the house.
"Sis, in case you hadn't notice, I have a pair of good-working eyes you know. I'd grant you that his disguise is excellent but it's just that I have a tendency to spot the Otherworldly," Fenix replied in an offhanded manner. "But all in all, he was rather charming about the whole thing. I'd often wondered of his reactions when he found out that his disguise did not in the least fool me."
"No kidding. I knew you're damn eccentric sometimes but I didn't know it went that far. It happened when you got into that accident right? The one that occurred eight years ago?" Giselle asked curiously as her sister helped her unpack her luggage.
"Wrong, I was like this since I reached puberty. You know what they say about having six-sense as a child; it tends to fall into disuse when you hit that stage but well, I guess my Gifts stayed."
"Huh, should have expected it," her sister grumbled and fell silent as the two women began sorting out the clothing and hanging them in the wardrobe. "Aargh!" Giselle suddenly screamed as Silver fell on her and began licking her face. "Silv, yuck! This is disgusting! Get off wolf!" She giggled helplessly as the silver wolf licked her face for several more moments and then trotted off to sit near Fenix's heels.
"Have any of your neighbors noticed them?" Giselle asked her sister with concern, finally noting the size of the male wolf.
"Yeah, they have, but they do not say much about them. Just that they had tacitly let me know that it's all right for me to take care of the wolves. The people are more of the eccentric type," Fenix shrugged as she hanged the last item of the suitcase and closed the door of the wardrobe.
"I see, so they know about the Elves back in the woods?" Giselle asked her as she stacked the suitcases and a kick to them had sent them sliding under the bed.
"Sis, this is Scotland after all. How can they not know about the Fair Ones?" Fenix replied, going to her own bedroom to get several towels for her sister.
"Okay, that was a rather stupid question," Giselle agreed, as she accepted the towels with a nod of thanks. "Well, I'll go and wash up. I hope you have something good to eat; I'm famished," she raised her voice a little as she closed the bathroom door. Fenix grinned at the bathroom door and went in her room to bathe.
: Now, don't go messing with either of us after we bathe, : she warned Silver, : Promise? :
: Cross my heart? : The wolf replied roguishly.
She gave a throaty laugh and hugged the wolf and rubbed his neck affectionately. : What will my life be like if I don't have the both of you with me now? :
Wind trotted up to her and gave a nibble on her hair before answering her human friend. : Probably bored to death and a little more desperate to fish out for a boyfriend. : The grayish wolf except for a streak of black along her muzzle said impudently.
: You could be right, : Phoenix said as she hugged the female and stepped into the bathroom. While the two wolves went down the stairs to wait in the kitchen, Fenix's thought reached their minds. : But then--maybe not! :
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Sirius Black hanged in stasis in the moving darkness. Every now and then, flashes of lightning rippled through the dark. Far away in the darkness, he could hear voices. The voices blended with it each other that it can only be heard as a low rumbling noise. He was not thinking too clearly at the moment for his body racked with pain as tendrils of lightning energy hit him.
I have to get out! I have to! God, how James will kill me if something happens to Harry! Have to go back…his thought died as a great bolt of silver lightning hit him right on the center of his chest. Nothingness…
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Sirius was awake. His throat was dry and he felt very tired. His wand lay motionlessly in mid-air. He tried to speak out to give a command but he found he could not move a single muscle. He stared at it in frustration. It's as if someone has placed a body-binding spell on me. Time is running out…I have to get back to Harry…just to let him know I'm still alive! Wormtail…when we meet…I'm going to make you pay for the pain you had caused Harry and the Headmaster…Yesss… I will get you…
His eyes widened. The voices were coming closer to him. You will not claim me for your own. He thought hard at the darkness, and he could feel them flinching away. Sirius was even more determined to get out. To get back to the living.
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Sirius was sweating pretty heavily. So far, he hasn't been struck by lightning for the past hour. The only thing he could hear now was a young girl's voice, "Come back Siruis, you're too far off come back, come back!" Alarm had begun to settle. Shadows flitted out of sight in the darkness. I really hope that Time doesn't play an element in this place. Years could have passed by without me knowing it. Quite suddenly a picture formed in his mind and all he could see was a mint grove. The place seemed to be safe and he thought suddenly. Take me there. Take me to a safe place!
He felt all sides surrounding him began to expand and contract and there was suddenly an opening and he saw to his amazement, a shadow of the mint grove. A surge of adrenaline pounded his nerves and at the sudden burst of energy, he propelled himself outwards, one hand grabbing for his wand and he tumbled headlong out of the portal into the glade, and shrieked out as a sharp stone impaled him on his shoulder. Just great, he thought as his consciousness slipped away.
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At the Maxwells'...
The house was quiet. The Elven brothers were still not back from their Grove. Her sister had enclosed herself with Wind in Fenix's library as Giselle instantly fell in love with the collection of books. Fenix was out in the garden with Silver, raking out a new patch of soil to plant in her chili seedlings. She had just patted the ground firmly, when she found herself tumbling sideways and blacked out for a moment.
Silver was licking her face anxiously as his mate and Giselle went down the steps frantically. Fenix fended off Silver's muzzle feebly as Giselle reached out for her and got her to a sitting position. But Fenix was already struggling up to her feet.
"Sis, get back in the house. There's a man injured and I think I need your help in patching the guy up. Whatever you see me do, don't be surprised all right," then she turned to Wind, "Stay with my Sis, if anything happens sound up the alarm."
: Let's go; the man's terribly hurt. : Fenix said, sprinting towards the middle of the woods. Just then a horde of brownies were running clumsily towards her.
"A man in the clearing!" they whispered urgently in high voices. "He's wounded deeply! The Greater Nymphs are with him, but they dare not do anything."
"It's all right," Fenix replied haltingly as Silver shot past her, probably following the scent of blood and disappeared in the distance. Fenix saw the Mnid bending down looking at the fallen man with concern, then straightened up when he felt her presence. The great silver wolf was sniffing at the man, nudging a little at the man's fingers with his muzzle.
: He's unconscious, a stone's wedged up right through his left shoulder. : Silver's thought reached her mind as the wolf peered down at the man worriedly. : You better get him in the house A.S.A.P. He's lost too much blood. :
"By the wings of Aquilla," Fenix breathed heavily, as she Felt the man's pain. "You're right."
Abruptly she called up to the greater Sylphs and upon their consent, the Sylphs each lay a hand under the unconscious man and with great precision, they jerked his body up and the stone slide under with a sickening squelching sound. Fenix briefly gagged at the open wound but used her power to stop the bleeding and infection. There was no time to waste; she briefly instructed the Nymphs and brownies to clean up the blood mess and she Jumped the Sylphs, the injured man, Silver and herself back to the house.
Giselle let out a shriek before clamping her mouth tightly with her right hand. But when she looked down at the limp body, she lost her nervousness and began ordering Fenix to get the man down on a bed.
Fenix looked at a Sylph with bright auburn hair. : Second floor, fourth room to the right. : At a nod from the Sylph, they disappeared as they Teleported themselves into the room. She turned to the brownies that peeped from the kitchen threshold diffidently.
"Can we help?" one asked in a small voice.
"Yes, you could--the first aid kit is in my room, the blue cupboard--" she said to Giselle, and then to the Earth Elementals, "could you help boil some water?" The brownies did not ask any more questions as they zoomed back into the kitchen for the task.
Fenix entered the bedroom to see the same auburn-haired Sylph delicately undressed the injured man, a quite easy task as the man's clothing were in tatters, to reveal a naked body very much abused. The man had several scorch marks on his body and several deep gashes.
"Fenix, don't you think it's much better if we place him in the care of the hospital?" Giselle asked, trembling a little at the wound at his shoulder.
"Takes too much time; you handle the gashes, they probably need some stitching up anyway."
"But how about that?" Giselle gulped as she pointed at the big wound.
"I'll deal with it. I have to warn you that I might collapse after that. Now I wish that Aldren's here."
The brownies trooped up the staircase, with two of them carrying a wooden chair and one carrying a pot of warm water. They acted as attendants to Giselle as she instructed them to clean the gashes with sterile cloth. Fenix meanwhile sat herself beside the man's left shoulder. Emptying her thoughts, she was only aware of the wound, as she shut herself out from the surroundings but not from the man's pain. It's a good thing it's not his ribs. Using her own life-energy, she directed it towards the wound, where it merged with the man's splintered scapula and collarbone. She focused on the restructuring of the bones as her Healing worked from the inside, marrow to bone. Only when his bones became whole again did she pour more of her energy to speed up the life cycles of the muscle cells and the reorganization of the nerve cells.
Giselle stared at her sister and at the closing wound in amazement. Wonder what other secrets she's keeping from me. She shook her head a little and finished stitching a gash. I really like to look at his back. She whispered to a brownie to get the dirty cloths down the kitchen and to replace the pot of water. Three brownies waddled out while Giselle looked at her sister worriedly. Fenix's forehead glistened with perspiration and Giselle let out a sigh of relief when she opened her eyes.
Fenix fought down a wave of dizziness and waited until her vision stopped spinning. "Oh, you're done, let's have a look at his back before bandaging him up. By the way his ribs are fine, I Saw no broken bones and no interior damage save the shoulder."
The group of Sylphs that were standing by came to help again and lifted the oblivious man and gently turned him on his back. Fenix tenderly laid her hand amongst the many scratches that were on his back while her sister paid attention to the more serious scratches. "I'm beginning to wish that you did not have to stitch him up. I'm the one who'll be sharing his pain when its time for the stitches to come off." Fenix told her sister in a conversational tone as she saw the scratches turned into faint tendrils of scars. Her sister grunted her amusement. The brownies, after seeing the two women nearly finishing their final patching brought wash water up and several clean rags and a towel.
"How come I never seen these guys--ah--I believe they are called Elementals--before?" Giselle asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
"Maybe you have a little Elemental magic yourself, usually we won't be able to see them--I mean normal people. But since we are of Mom's blood, well a little has passed on to us. But I think it lies largely on the fact that I'm also one of the Elemental Mages. I could summon them at will and it only takes a little sixth sense to see them."
"Let me guess; you specialize with Fire?" Giselle questioned.
Fenix got up to dip a cloth in the clean, lukewarm water and began to wipe the stranger's body. "Well," Fenix started, "for my case it's a little different. Usually an Elemental Mage has only high affinity for one elemental. However when they find themselves having two higher affinities, they usually drop one. Much like me dropping A. Maths and then concentrating on E. Maths. I'm both a Fire and Air Elemental Mage. But since these two Elementals could usually work together, I have no problems whatsoever."
"I can accept that. So you're a Healer too? Any kind of side-effects after using that particular Gift?"
"Yes, to both questions," Fenix paused as the man trembled a little under her touch. She continued to wipe his body gently and continued. "Healing comes from the Healer; if I'm not careful, you might end up with two invalids in the house. But I still have my reserves; the most I would do is fall asleep for a few hours. Other side-effects are that I would be feeling--ah--maybe the word that describe it is--ah--artificial pain."
Fenix stopped talking as they rested their aching hands as the Sylphs turned the stranger yet again. The brownies had placed an extra basin of water at her side. She picked up a clean face towel and dampened it to wipe at the stranger's face. Giselle caught her attention with a small gesture and looked at her sister in inquiry.
"What do you mean by artificial pain?" Giselle asked.
"By that, for example the wound in his shoulder; I would feel a severe discomfort in my left shoulder for the next few days." Comprehension dawned on her sister's face and they did their tasks in silence.
"Fenix, we've mixed up a poultice for the deep cuts," a brownie whispered.
"Thank you very much," Fenix replied gratefully. Once she was done, she got up and took out several clean bandages and a pair of scissors that was kept in her room. Giselle had already begun applying the poultice and it was therefore up to Fenix to wrap the bandage. She was surprised to see a six-inch cut on his right calf and blinked at her sister's precise, small and neat stitches. She grimaced a little and waited for her sister to apply the poultice on it. Fenix quickly unrolled the bandage and cut it off at an appropriate length and began winding it around the man's calf. Using a touch of her magery, she sealed the ends.
"That's why you don't bother with pins I see," Giselle observed.
Fenix stood up to stretch a little as several of her joints popped. She gave a little frown at a scorched mark at the exact center of his chest. "Hey, how come that escaped me?" Fenix asked, her voice sounding a little perplexed.
"I dunno, it wasn't there a while ago," Giselle remarked as she peered closely down at the imprint.
"I wonder if there's more of that," Fenix sighed futilely, as she extended her senses again, probing for new injuries. Finding none other than the one on his chest, she began Healing him again. She sank back onto the stranger's side, trembling a little with fatigue. Giselle got out a light blanket and covered the man. She too sank down at the foot of the bed, suddenly filled with exhaustion.
"What do you think happened to this man?"
"I don't really know Sis. All I can tell was that he got himself trapped in between portals. Those irregular scorch marks and the state of his clothes implied that." at her sister's puzzled expression Fenix explained in greater detail.
"A portal works like this; you build an archway, and in the space of that archway is the place where you want to go. There are three layers of places. The place where you're in, the doorframe--or whatever you wish to call it and the place where you wish to go. My guess of what happened to this stranger was that he fell through an activated Portal, but one without destination. So he found himself trapped in a Plane of Energy; meaning the doorframe. It holds nothing more than just space, rather like the galaxy and stars. But instead of stars, it contains energy. The easiest form of energy to take place are--"
"Lightning!" Giselle cried out, snapping her fingers.
"Yes, lightning. I'm afraid his clothing has to go down the bin. Wonder if Aldren can ken up something for him. I don't think I have spare clothes for a man his size." Fenix said, standing up and nearly fell face down on the floor if Aldren had not caught her shoulders in time.
: Don't worry, the Elementals gave us the news. I will get something suitable for the stranger. You need to rest. : The Elf said gently in the depths of her mind.
: After I wash up, : Fenix said, smiling a little. Aldren gave a helpless shrug and was about to say something about it before a Sylph cut him.
: The man was holding something in his hand, : The auburn-haired Sylph said as she held out her hand carrying an object that was wrapped in black silk. Fenix looked at the Sylph and took the wrapped bundle cautiously. Carefully peeling off the edges of the fabric, she saw it was a wand. There was no other word to describe it.
A wizard? Phoebus, there's just too much to think about. Fenix did not utter a word as she placed it on the mantelpiece and wrapped the wand with a protective spell. Then she turned to the Sylphs. I'll worry about the man once my wits aren't so addled.
: Thank you for your help. : She said simply.
: It was an honor for us to help you, lady. : The Sylph replied and with a smile, they vanished as well as the other Elementals.
"Well, I'll accompany you to your bath then," Aldren said.
"Over my body." Giselle interrupted firmly as she guided Fenix to her room and into the bathroom. "Aldren, I want you and Derian to keep an eye on the sleeping man until I'm done." Then she firmly closed the bathroom door as she aided her sister."
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That was all Firesword's, great ne? oh well the rest will be mine, unless I need it to explain. Thanks for reading, now please review!
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