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Artemis lay, barely breathing, on the ground beside the train. Now that the students could see again, they all were wondering, very loudly, what had happened. *Can't they shut UP!* thought Artemis irritably as she tried to sit up. Then she remembered how much power she'd just taken from the Air and how much from the Earth. Banishing the Dark with Light hadn't been easy either.
She needed to regenerate.
That had been one of the first things she'd learned about big things. 'Give, Take, and Balance.' Artemis needed to regenerate herself from Fire and Water. Then she needed to regenerate Light, Earth, Air and Dark. Then she should balance the energies. But for such a big job. . . she'd need the seventh Element, Spirit. Closing her eyes, her hair became short and blue streaked with red as she concentrated. When she opened her eyes, one was a beautiful mix of blues with a blue-black pupil and the other a red-orange mix through out the iris and pupil. She was drawing energy through every pore as the unused Elements rushed to aid her. Slowly she regained her strength and soon jumped up to coo over the Earth. *You poor dear!* She thought comfortingly. *Reversing gravity for me!* Artemis pushed her fingers into the Earth and felt the Fire and Water energy turn into raw power as she healed her friend. Then she held her hands up to the sky and let most of the energy into the air. *You did so much work!* Artemis was saddened by how much stress her comrade had been under. Lastly, she cupped her hands to create a shadow for Darkness to take energy and let Light take it from her sun-streaked face. Now, she had taken energy, given it back. But Spirit would have to balance it.
Tipping her head back, Artemis felt an opening in her mind. It was bright orange. She pulled silver from it. She hadn't done this since she'd had to put the searchers out. She let the silver flow from her fingers and feet, her eyes and hair. If she'd seen herself, she might have been surprised. Then again, she might not. Her silver hair was streaming in all directions and her eyes were total silver. Pale gray light burst from her neck, feet, and hands. She did look a sight. Fortunately only one person saw her. Hermione was down the hall trying to calm everyone, and Ron was the one stepping out of the train to see her. His eyes nearly burst from his head as he viewed to silvery vision in front of him. And as Spirit finished balancing the energies, Artemis smiled at her work and thought about how she wanted to look for her first day of school.
Then she saw Ron. Smiling at him too, she went back to her hair and eye colour thoughts. She couldn't stay all silver. Air and Earth should rest near her soul. Besides, she didn't really want white hair from Air. The ones that didn't need the rest were Fire and Water, so she made her hair the same fiery red-orange it was originally but slightly longer, with a mix- blue colouring for her eyes.
That done, she turned to Ron. "Hello. Is everyone ok?"
Ron tried to get his voice back. He'd just seen somebody shine silver, then stay silver but stop shining, then turn her hair red and smile at him. And, as he just realized, she was HOT.
Ron finally spoke. "'Arry got 'it on the 'ead wi somewone's trunk. Ginny fainted. 'Ermione's trying to calm people and find 'elp for 'Arry. I was sent to check on you."
"Well, I'm fine. Let me see Harry."
Brushing past the amazed Ron, she jumped into the carriage and looked for injuries. A nasty bruise was swelling behind his scar. He looked like he had a concussion or something. Artemis placed her hand on his head and called something purple out of a blue section in the back of her head. "Heal." She murmured, and as the purple light seeped through Harry's skull, his bruise faded till it was a healing yellow-green. He opened his eyes and sat up. "What- what happened?"
Ron started to open his mouth, but Harry was looking at Artemis as she still had her hand on his forehead. Taking her hand away, she explained. "The train fell into an abyss. A wizard- we still don't know who- pulled us out. We'll get started again soon. You got hit hard on the head when we fell. A seventh year cast a healing spell and I was supposed to make sure it worked. You're fine. Hermione has gone up front. See if you can wake Ginny. I need to check something."
Ignoring Ron's questioning gaze, she bounded from the train. Walking briskly, she reached the front and found the conductor being mobbed in the engine room of the locomotive. She yelled loudly, "MOVE!" and cast a small air spell to make the space between the people part. Walking up to the conductor, she pulled him to his feet from the fetal position he had assumed. Behind her, people struggled to get at him, but the air had become as dense as a solid and held them back.
"Listen, there was something wrong. A wizard fixed the problem. Send Dumbledore a message saying that the Seven were saved by One. Understand?" Artemis whispered all this harshly at the man's ear. He nodded. "Ok, tell them everything's ok, the train is under control, and we will be at Hogwarts in three hours."
"It'll take 4 and a half more, at least, ma'am."
"None of this "ma'am" stuff. And don't worry; we'll be there by 6."
He nodded once more and turned to the students. "Everything is OK, we had a problem, it's fixed, the train is under control, and we will be at Hogwarts in 3 hours." Revolving back to face Artemis, he found her gone. Suspecting she'd been a teacher in disguise or some sort, he went back to the engine room to get the train moving.
Artemis had disappeared down the hallway. She had found the prefects and was saying that the conductor had told her to make sure they kept everyone under control. She knew that Ron and Hermione were prefects but they hadn't sat in the carriage, so there were no 6th year Griffindor prefects. It didn't matter, though. The other prefects were all too ready to be told what to do after that endless black.
Artemis let a calming brown sensibility of Earth emanate from her as she walked through the train to the last compartment. Everyone became much more serene, and let the prefects usher them into carriages. By the time she got to the end of the train, it was moving, and Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were there waiting for her.
Taking no notice of their inquiring eyes, she simply stated, "3 more hours. Everything's good. I'm going to sleep. Make all the noise you want; I can sleep like the dead." Grinning evilly at Ron and Hermione, she dared them to say anything. A flare of Fire's mischief flashed as her eyes flickered red.
Ron and Hermione didn't quite dare.
Curling up in a corner, Artemis went promptly to sleep. But not until she'd told the Earth to spin just a little faster.
She wanted to arrive at her new school on schedule.
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Artemis lay, barely breathing, on the ground beside the train. Now that the students could see again, they all were wondering, very loudly, what had happened. *Can't they shut UP!* thought Artemis irritably as she tried to sit up. Then she remembered how much power she'd just taken from the Air and how much from the Earth. Banishing the Dark with Light hadn't been easy either.
She needed to regenerate.
That had been one of the first things she'd learned about big things. 'Give, Take, and Balance.' Artemis needed to regenerate herself from Fire and Water. Then she needed to regenerate Light, Earth, Air and Dark. Then she should balance the energies. But for such a big job. . . she'd need the seventh Element, Spirit. Closing her eyes, her hair became short and blue streaked with red as she concentrated. When she opened her eyes, one was a beautiful mix of blues with a blue-black pupil and the other a red-orange mix through out the iris and pupil. She was drawing energy through every pore as the unused Elements rushed to aid her. Slowly she regained her strength and soon jumped up to coo over the Earth. *You poor dear!* She thought comfortingly. *Reversing gravity for me!* Artemis pushed her fingers into the Earth and felt the Fire and Water energy turn into raw power as she healed her friend. Then she held her hands up to the sky and let most of the energy into the air. *You did so much work!* Artemis was saddened by how much stress her comrade had been under. Lastly, she cupped her hands to create a shadow for Darkness to take energy and let Light take it from her sun-streaked face. Now, she had taken energy, given it back. But Spirit would have to balance it.
Tipping her head back, Artemis felt an opening in her mind. It was bright orange. She pulled silver from it. She hadn't done this since she'd had to put the searchers out. She let the silver flow from her fingers and feet, her eyes and hair. If she'd seen herself, she might have been surprised. Then again, she might not. Her silver hair was streaming in all directions and her eyes were total silver. Pale gray light burst from her neck, feet, and hands. She did look a sight. Fortunately only one person saw her. Hermione was down the hall trying to calm everyone, and Ron was the one stepping out of the train to see her. His eyes nearly burst from his head as he viewed to silvery vision in front of him. And as Spirit finished balancing the energies, Artemis smiled at her work and thought about how she wanted to look for her first day of school.
Then she saw Ron. Smiling at him too, she went back to her hair and eye colour thoughts. She couldn't stay all silver. Air and Earth should rest near her soul. Besides, she didn't really want white hair from Air. The ones that didn't need the rest were Fire and Water, so she made her hair the same fiery red-orange it was originally but slightly longer, with a mix- blue colouring for her eyes.
That done, she turned to Ron. "Hello. Is everyone ok?"
Ron tried to get his voice back. He'd just seen somebody shine silver, then stay silver but stop shining, then turn her hair red and smile at him. And, as he just realized, she was HOT.
Ron finally spoke. "'Arry got 'it on the 'ead wi somewone's trunk. Ginny fainted. 'Ermione's trying to calm people and find 'elp for 'Arry. I was sent to check on you."
"Well, I'm fine. Let me see Harry."
Brushing past the amazed Ron, she jumped into the carriage and looked for injuries. A nasty bruise was swelling behind his scar. He looked like he had a concussion or something. Artemis placed her hand on his head and called something purple out of a blue section in the back of her head. "Heal." She murmured, and as the purple light seeped through Harry's skull, his bruise faded till it was a healing yellow-green. He opened his eyes and sat up. "What- what happened?"
Ron started to open his mouth, but Harry was looking at Artemis as she still had her hand on his forehead. Taking her hand away, she explained. "The train fell into an abyss. A wizard- we still don't know who- pulled us out. We'll get started again soon. You got hit hard on the head when we fell. A seventh year cast a healing spell and I was supposed to make sure it worked. You're fine. Hermione has gone up front. See if you can wake Ginny. I need to check something."
Ignoring Ron's questioning gaze, she bounded from the train. Walking briskly, she reached the front and found the conductor being mobbed in the engine room of the locomotive. She yelled loudly, "MOVE!" and cast a small air spell to make the space between the people part. Walking up to the conductor, she pulled him to his feet from the fetal position he had assumed. Behind her, people struggled to get at him, but the air had become as dense as a solid and held them back.
"Listen, there was something wrong. A wizard fixed the problem. Send Dumbledore a message saying that the Seven were saved by One. Understand?" Artemis whispered all this harshly at the man's ear. He nodded. "Ok, tell them everything's ok, the train is under control, and we will be at Hogwarts in three hours."
"It'll take 4 and a half more, at least, ma'am."
"None of this "ma'am" stuff. And don't worry; we'll be there by 6."
He nodded once more and turned to the students. "Everything is OK, we had a problem, it's fixed, the train is under control, and we will be at Hogwarts in 3 hours." Revolving back to face Artemis, he found her gone. Suspecting she'd been a teacher in disguise or some sort, he went back to the engine room to get the train moving.
Artemis had disappeared down the hallway. She had found the prefects and was saying that the conductor had told her to make sure they kept everyone under control. She knew that Ron and Hermione were prefects but they hadn't sat in the carriage, so there were no 6th year Griffindor prefects. It didn't matter, though. The other prefects were all too ready to be told what to do after that endless black.
Artemis let a calming brown sensibility of Earth emanate from her as she walked through the train to the last compartment. Everyone became much more serene, and let the prefects usher them into carriages. By the time she got to the end of the train, it was moving, and Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were there waiting for her.
Taking no notice of their inquiring eyes, she simply stated, "3 more hours. Everything's good. I'm going to sleep. Make all the noise you want; I can sleep like the dead." Grinning evilly at Ron and Hermione, she dared them to say anything. A flare of Fire's mischief flashed as her eyes flickered red.
Ron and Hermione didn't quite dare.
Curling up in a corner, Artemis went promptly to sleep. But not until she'd told the Earth to spin just a little faster.
She wanted to arrive at her new school on schedule.
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Like it? Love it? Think I'm the devil? Insane? Brilliant? Should be somewhere with nice soft padded walls? Tell me! But if you don't, that's ok. You'll get another chance next time round in 59 billion years.