Chapter 3
Open Space
"Excuse me sir, but 'the one'?" "Say it again! Speak in Oracle!" "I don't know what you're talking about," Ron lied and walked passed Dumbledore, and out of the room. "Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore called after him, "Be in my office at lunch time tomorrow, for now go to bed." Dumbledore was still pale as when Ron turned the corner. He saw Hermione when he walked into the Common Room and she smiled reassuringly and he confided everything in her.
"Oh, Ron!" she screamed, almost enough to wake everyone. "Are you afraid?" "No, actually. I'm not." Hermione gave an unconcerned look as if Ron was lying.
Ron lie awake in his bed, taunting him was the book, because he was so close, but yet so far. After pondering for a moment, he thought that next time, after his meeting with Dumbledore, he'd bring Hermione with him to keep a look out. Ron was about to fall asleep since he had figured out his 'master plan', but he was brought back to life when someone shook him harsh. "Wake up, Ron! Wake up, Ron!" was heard through the sullen dark, or so he thought it was dark. He slowly opened his eyes; the dawn's light came flooding in his tired observe. "What? What time is it?" "Time for breakfast," said Harry, whom Ron had not really spoken too much after their fight. He was too confused to ask questions so he just did his daily routine and went down for breakfast.
"Where were you last night?" Harry asked. Ron gave an anxious gaze at Hermione and just decided to answer with a, "Studying." But that was the stupidest thing he could of said. How would anyone believe that Ronald Weasley was s-t-u-d-y-I-n-g, nope not plausible? "What?" Harry inquired, "You were what?" "I stayed up late to study with Hermione," Hermione looked at him with eyes that told him that he was really brainless. "Ok?" Harry said puzzled, but he left it alone. Ron sat down without another word and lipped to Hermione 'sorry', she just rolled her eyes and finished eating her waffles.
After Herbiology was lunch and Hermione was more nervous than Ron. "What is he going to do to you? Oooo! He might tell you like the history and everything of the book and give you all the answers!" "I seriously doubt I'm going in there for a history lesson," Ron admitted. Hermione shrugged and they both walked into Green House #3.
The class was boring and the professor did more talking then hands-on experience. The Slytherin girls didn't mind that much; they didn't like getting their hands dirty. But boring or not it didn't take long to be over. Hermione hugged Ron and walked him to Dumbledore's office, she offered to wait for him outside, but Ron figured it would take long and didn't want her to get bored by herself. "Ok, well there you go," Hermione, said sadly. "Hermione, I'm not dying!" Hermione laughed and let Ron go on his way. "Pea-Green Soup," he whispered and the big gargoyle looking creature move at a rapid pace and opened a banister of steps for Ron to follow, and so he did. He walked up as if there would be nothing up there to find. He held his head high, he wasn't sweating, nor shaking, he was as confident as an eagle. He knocked on the door and came in at Dumbledore's request.
"Sit down, Mr. Weasley. Do you know why you are here?" "Because you caught me trying to read the book," he said contently. "That is one reason, but not the whole." Ron looked at Dumbledore and replied, "Well, what is 'the whole', sir?" "Can you speak in Oracle?" "Sir, I.." "No, don't be afraid, this isn't a bad thing, just speak it and tell me how you learned it," Dumbledore commanded. "Pleack Saymone de', ovoo laymone cay sai peanle (Professor Dumbledore, how can I tell you if I myself am confused)?" Dumbledore stared at Ron with a content exterior and kind smile. "You start from the beginning," Dumbledore protested. Ron began, still not nervous, but proud that he had some other person to confide in that might have answers to the different situations that he was in.
"Ronald, Ron, you are The One," Dumbledore said after Ron was finished with his story. "I'm sorry, sir, but 'the one'?" "Yes, The One. The one, the advocate, the clandestine beholder, the companion, you are Mr. Potter's friend are you not?" "Yes," Ron was still utterly confused and had no idea what the professor was leading into. "Well, because you can speak Oracle, which means prophesy, foreshadowing friend, prophet, augur.., you are the one to save Harry." "Forgive me, sir, but I still do not know of what you speak." "In the beginning you weren't able to save Harry out of predicaments incomprehensible? Now, because you have been chosen by the book, you will be his advocate, you will possess powers unimaginable. Open the book, see what it tells you, what answers it gives, take the book and keep it. This book will allow you to save your friends, to be The One, the clandestine beholder. Long ago, people believed that the book would kill the one who opens it and then come back to life possessing a great amount of wisdom unable to share. But by study of the book they have come to the conclusion that the book chooses a select few and allows them to have powers and to become the apprentice of the Rescuer, which is your friend Harry Potter." Ron understood as far as that he could open the book; he thought just maybe the book would be more explicit with answers.
When he met up with Hermione he let her in on all the details of what Dumbledore said, just as Harry came up behind them. "What are you all talking about?" Ron walked away without a word afraid that if he spoke he would either let something slip or say something in Oracle. "What's up with him?" Harry asked Hermione who was left to fend for herself, but she didn't really mind, she understood, "Ummm.. Malfoy jinxed him with a tongue tier and he has to go to the Hospital Wing," that was a good cover up because Harry just nodded in agreement and decided that no more questions were needed. Harry and Hermione walked together for about an hour, so she was kind of put back on going find Ron, but when she did she found him in a classroom writing in a little notebook. "Hey, what are you doing?" she asked to get his attention. "Oh!" he said looking up, "Oh, just writing down all the different corners of this confusing hula-hoop that I'm jumping through for, well, a book." Hermione looked down at Ron's paper, it had scribbling and marked out sentences and other things that just showed how hard it was to figure this puzzle.
"It just feels like there's this open space in my head, and I can't seem to fill it. I actually tried reading a History book while waiting for tonight to come, and even after that I felt there was nothing in my head. And let me tell you, when Professor Hickle ran Hogwarts it was a disaster." Hermione laughed and started talking about tonight when they were going to go to the Mystic together. "So, how exactly are we going to do this?" "Well, it's really simple.." "Yeah, I know, but this is the first time without Harry." Ron rolled his eyes and thought that Harry wasn't really the one to think of how to do it, it was just common knowledge. "Ok, well when everyone is in bed, let's say around midnight we can meet in the Common Room. Now, we don't have an Invisibility Cloak, so we're going to have to be fast," Hermione nodded in agreement and Ron went on, "Ok, when we get to the room, you're going to come in with me and just wait near the door to make sure no one comes in. I'll open the book, get my answers, and then we can take the book to keep. Sounds simple enough?" "Yeah, sure," but Hermione wasn't so sure, she was really nervous going with Ron's plan, seeing as how on every adventure he was on he always seemed to get hurt or chicken out. Hermione set aside her contemplative thoughts and left them alone, afraid to offend Ron.
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Open Space
"Excuse me sir, but 'the one'?" "Say it again! Speak in Oracle!" "I don't know what you're talking about," Ron lied and walked passed Dumbledore, and out of the room. "Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore called after him, "Be in my office at lunch time tomorrow, for now go to bed." Dumbledore was still pale as when Ron turned the corner. He saw Hermione when he walked into the Common Room and she smiled reassuringly and he confided everything in her.
"Oh, Ron!" she screamed, almost enough to wake everyone. "Are you afraid?" "No, actually. I'm not." Hermione gave an unconcerned look as if Ron was lying.
Ron lie awake in his bed, taunting him was the book, because he was so close, but yet so far. After pondering for a moment, he thought that next time, after his meeting with Dumbledore, he'd bring Hermione with him to keep a look out. Ron was about to fall asleep since he had figured out his 'master plan', but he was brought back to life when someone shook him harsh. "Wake up, Ron! Wake up, Ron!" was heard through the sullen dark, or so he thought it was dark. He slowly opened his eyes; the dawn's light came flooding in his tired observe. "What? What time is it?" "Time for breakfast," said Harry, whom Ron had not really spoken too much after their fight. He was too confused to ask questions so he just did his daily routine and went down for breakfast.
"Where were you last night?" Harry asked. Ron gave an anxious gaze at Hermione and just decided to answer with a, "Studying." But that was the stupidest thing he could of said. How would anyone believe that Ronald Weasley was s-t-u-d-y-I-n-g, nope not plausible? "What?" Harry inquired, "You were what?" "I stayed up late to study with Hermione," Hermione looked at him with eyes that told him that he was really brainless. "Ok?" Harry said puzzled, but he left it alone. Ron sat down without another word and lipped to Hermione 'sorry', she just rolled her eyes and finished eating her waffles.
After Herbiology was lunch and Hermione was more nervous than Ron. "What is he going to do to you? Oooo! He might tell you like the history and everything of the book and give you all the answers!" "I seriously doubt I'm going in there for a history lesson," Ron admitted. Hermione shrugged and they both walked into Green House #3.
The class was boring and the professor did more talking then hands-on experience. The Slytherin girls didn't mind that much; they didn't like getting their hands dirty. But boring or not it didn't take long to be over. Hermione hugged Ron and walked him to Dumbledore's office, she offered to wait for him outside, but Ron figured it would take long and didn't want her to get bored by herself. "Ok, well there you go," Hermione, said sadly. "Hermione, I'm not dying!" Hermione laughed and let Ron go on his way. "Pea-Green Soup," he whispered and the big gargoyle looking creature move at a rapid pace and opened a banister of steps for Ron to follow, and so he did. He walked up as if there would be nothing up there to find. He held his head high, he wasn't sweating, nor shaking, he was as confident as an eagle. He knocked on the door and came in at Dumbledore's request.
"Sit down, Mr. Weasley. Do you know why you are here?" "Because you caught me trying to read the book," he said contently. "That is one reason, but not the whole." Ron looked at Dumbledore and replied, "Well, what is 'the whole', sir?" "Can you speak in Oracle?" "Sir, I.." "No, don't be afraid, this isn't a bad thing, just speak it and tell me how you learned it," Dumbledore commanded. "Pleack Saymone de', ovoo laymone cay sai peanle (Professor Dumbledore, how can I tell you if I myself am confused)?" Dumbledore stared at Ron with a content exterior and kind smile. "You start from the beginning," Dumbledore protested. Ron began, still not nervous, but proud that he had some other person to confide in that might have answers to the different situations that he was in.
"Ronald, Ron, you are The One," Dumbledore said after Ron was finished with his story. "I'm sorry, sir, but 'the one'?" "Yes, The One. The one, the advocate, the clandestine beholder, the companion, you are Mr. Potter's friend are you not?" "Yes," Ron was still utterly confused and had no idea what the professor was leading into. "Well, because you can speak Oracle, which means prophesy, foreshadowing friend, prophet, augur.., you are the one to save Harry." "Forgive me, sir, but I still do not know of what you speak." "In the beginning you weren't able to save Harry out of predicaments incomprehensible? Now, because you have been chosen by the book, you will be his advocate, you will possess powers unimaginable. Open the book, see what it tells you, what answers it gives, take the book and keep it. This book will allow you to save your friends, to be The One, the clandestine beholder. Long ago, people believed that the book would kill the one who opens it and then come back to life possessing a great amount of wisdom unable to share. But by study of the book they have come to the conclusion that the book chooses a select few and allows them to have powers and to become the apprentice of the Rescuer, which is your friend Harry Potter." Ron understood as far as that he could open the book; he thought just maybe the book would be more explicit with answers.
When he met up with Hermione he let her in on all the details of what Dumbledore said, just as Harry came up behind them. "What are you all talking about?" Ron walked away without a word afraid that if he spoke he would either let something slip or say something in Oracle. "What's up with him?" Harry asked Hermione who was left to fend for herself, but she didn't really mind, she understood, "Ummm.. Malfoy jinxed him with a tongue tier and he has to go to the Hospital Wing," that was a good cover up because Harry just nodded in agreement and decided that no more questions were needed. Harry and Hermione walked together for about an hour, so she was kind of put back on going find Ron, but when she did she found him in a classroom writing in a little notebook. "Hey, what are you doing?" she asked to get his attention. "Oh!" he said looking up, "Oh, just writing down all the different corners of this confusing hula-hoop that I'm jumping through for, well, a book." Hermione looked down at Ron's paper, it had scribbling and marked out sentences and other things that just showed how hard it was to figure this puzzle.
"It just feels like there's this open space in my head, and I can't seem to fill it. I actually tried reading a History book while waiting for tonight to come, and even after that I felt there was nothing in my head. And let me tell you, when Professor Hickle ran Hogwarts it was a disaster." Hermione laughed and started talking about tonight when they were going to go to the Mystic together. "So, how exactly are we going to do this?" "Well, it's really simple.." "Yeah, I know, but this is the first time without Harry." Ron rolled his eyes and thought that Harry wasn't really the one to think of how to do it, it was just common knowledge. "Ok, well when everyone is in bed, let's say around midnight we can meet in the Common Room. Now, we don't have an Invisibility Cloak, so we're going to have to be fast," Hermione nodded in agreement and Ron went on, "Ok, when we get to the room, you're going to come in with me and just wait near the door to make sure no one comes in. I'll open the book, get my answers, and then we can take the book to keep. Sounds simple enough?" "Yeah, sure," but Hermione wasn't so sure, she was really nervous going with Ron's plan, seeing as how on every adventure he was on he always seemed to get hurt or chicken out. Hermione set aside her contemplative thoughts and left them alone, afraid to offend Ron.
Author's Note: Hope you like is so far! There's more to come if reviews are good