Chapter 5 - A faint welcome is in the air

"Welcome my dear, to the Pool of Air. And no, you can't swim in it. And who is this Harry? Come now dear, and open your eyes," urged the lady who looked like she was from the Renaissance.

Hermoine found herself on the ground, lost and confused as to where she was.

"Oh dear, I forgot. You probably will have a little spell of amnesia, after you fainted we all became worried. Haven't had anyone "pop" up in here for hundreds of years. It was bound to happen though. That wretched curse about people having to know too much for their own good. Especially because no one reads the fine print anymore."

The woman offered a hand up, and Hermoine took it.

"Aw, good. There you go. Let's dust you off now. Okay, now let's get you to Merlin. Just come along now and let's get your memory back."

They went along, with the woman and her side-by-side. Eventually they came to a sort of castle and the woman stepped aside.

"You must enter the gates of the castle alone. Find out why you would come here in the first place and conquer that. Nothing with truly good and pure intentions or someone that doesn't care what others think, will ever wind up here. Here is all you need to remember back."

With a twitch of her nose, the woman, gave Hermoine back her memory.

"Now go along, and good luck. Don't be afraid of the journey. Just remember, in order to know what others feel, you have to know how you truly feel first, and then, and only then, you have the choice to make the decision to know how they feel. Good luck."

And with a twitch of her nose she was gone.

Hermoine shivered and walked through the gates of the castle.

*End of Chapter*