Lana stared at her mothers green eyes and her mother stared right back.
"Lana...What are you...You can see me? I..." her mother, Erica, mumbled as she gathered up her papers.
"Yes I can see you. I do have eyes you know." said Lana, trying to keep herself calm and her voice level.
"This is bad, this is very, very bad..." said Erica as she roughly shoved her papers back into the folder and put them on the floor.
"You're right. You've got a hell of a lot of explaining to do, but I dont want to hear it right now. I'm busy."
"You're in danger of becoming just like your father....No emotions. No time for explanations." Erica said sharply.
"Who are you to talk to me like that? You made me think you were DEAD. I dont answer to anyone but myself now. I do as I want, when and how I want. So piss off and pretend to be dead again, because I dont need or want you." Lana said as she walked backwards away from her mother.
"Lana, please, let me explain before any more damage is done."
"How much more damage CAN you cause? Reducing your daughter to an emotional wreck obviously isnt enough damage for you. Next you'll be telling me who my dad is."
Erica gave her a daughter an odd look. "You mean you dont know?"
"I mean I dont know and Im not intrested." she said, walking towards the Veil.
"You must know...If you can see me."
"I'm telling you, I dont know. Now sod off." Lana gently touched the marble that surrounded the Veil.
"There must be some other explanation...If she doesnt know who her father is, then she must be doing something...Oh, no..." Erica muttered to herself as she tried to figure out what was going on, and as she looked at her daughter studying the Veil, Erica knew.
Turning around, Lana glared at her mother. "Now you're dead you have time for me? Sorry, no can do. I've told you, I'm busy, I don't want to hear your pathetic little excuses like when I was younger." As she ran her fingers down the Veils marble surround and knelt down to get a closer look at the inscriptions, Lana noticed something. The patterns were the same as the ones on her mothers fireplace.
"Kuun kehran kelmean alta tuli tunne. Kuin varjo kuin uni menneiden aikojen kuin kuollut, vainaa seuruassa elavien." Erica said at the same time as Lana.
Lana stood up slowly and turned to look at her mother. "From under the pale disc of moon, came that feeling like a shadow like a vision from a past time."
Erica nodded. "Yes. Although why its took you so long I don't know."
"How about being sucked into another dimension and going into a coma for around 15 years after you saw your best friends murder and your Godsons attempted murder?" said Lana, hands on her hips.
"Oh..." whispered Erica.
"If you're going to stand there watching me, can you least help me fill in a couple of blanks about this Veil?" asked Lana, walking back over to it and standing about an inch away from the Veil itself, her fingertips a centimetre away from the fabric of the Veil.
"Well for one you shouldnt touch it, unless you want to die." Erica told her, "and maybe you should think about what happens when you go the Ghost Roads."
"You've been spying on me?" asked Lana. "Doesnt suprise me...When I go to the Ghost Roads, its all black, Sirius is old, then as he gets nearer to the light he gets younger until hes the same age as he was when Lily and James were killed."
"Congratulations." said Erica, sarcastically. "Is that all you've figured out? COME AWAY FROM THERE!" she screamed as the Veil fluttered and Lana almost touched it.
Jumping at the sound of her mothers voice, Lana took a few steps backwards from the Veil. "You have to go. Unless you have something useful to tell me because my emotions are all over the place right now, and I know that to do this right, I have to be balanced. And right now I feel like Im going to topple over the edge of the proverbial cliff."
"Do you have the scar on your hand?" asked Erica, a subtle change coming over her.
Lana looked at her palm, where Sirius and her had cut each other. "Yes..."
"Did you do the spell?" asked Erica, stepping slowly towards her daughter.
"Yes...What is this - " Lana stopped as her mother lunged at her, and she stepped to the side too quickly for her mother to react. "What are you doing?"
"Did you read my letter? The one about having to take life to get life?"
"Yes..." A flash of blue light hit Lana in the chest and she stumbled backwards, falling over.
"And youve been asleep for 15 years...Good. You should have enough energy to bring back a certain someone I have been craving for...Someone who was unjustly killed..." Erica said slowly, as she walked over to her daughter, who was now on her feet.
"What are you, possessed?" Lana asked, as her mother shouted "Stupefy" and hit Lana in the chest, with such power that Lana flew across the room and hit her head on the wall.
Erica laughed at the sound of her daughters head thudding against the wall. She wasnt a stupid woman ; she knew the source of her own creations power.
But to her suprise, Lana stood up and rubbed her head as if she had a headache, when really blood was dripping from her head. "Now that, was mean." said Lana, holding a ball of energy in her hand. She threw it towards her mother.
"Deflect," said Erica, waving her hand and the ball hit a table, making it blow up. "Silly girl...Tut tut..."
Lana threw a few more at her mother, but they were easily deflected. Too easily. Her unease around her mother had always been great as a child, but now, it was verging on panic. Deciding that magic was doing no good, she flung herself at her mother and attacked with her fists. This Erica could not deflect.
"GET HER! GRAB HER!" screamed Erica to people behind her that Lana had not seen.
Four pairs of strong hands grabbed Lana and hauled her to her feet, and it gave her a small sense of satisfaction at the sight of blood on her mothers face. "LET GO OF ME! LET GO!" Lana shouted, but soon realised she had no power because they had bound her hands behind her back with magical rope. "Oh, bollocks..." she muttered. Lana felt a hard blow on the back of her head and a spell hit her in the chest, and there was blackness.
~*~*~*~ GRIMMAULD PLACE ~*~*~*~
"Of course. How else do you expect to get the truth out of the boy?" spat Snape.
"YOU BASTARD YOU BASTARD!" shouted Harry, trying to get to Snape.
"Harry, Lana is in a great deal of danger. Our contact inside the DoM has told us he has heard Lanas mother talking. He's also seen her,but when he's chased her, she has disappeared. The thing is, Harry - Erica is dead. At the time, we didnt know why she had been killed - we assumed it was by Death Eaters - but Harry - she WAS the Death Eater." explained Lupin.
"What?" Harry whispered.
"Yes. We have some ideas about - Lanas origins, and why she can get into the Ghost Roads, and various other things - and they all lead back to experiments with the Veil and Erica. There is some seriously Dark magic in the air toinight, anyone can sense it...Even you Harry."
"But surely if it was Voldemort - my head would hurt. My scar would be killing me."
"Close your eyes and just clear your thoughts for a second, Harry." growled Moody.
"What? Why?!" he asked.
"Just do it boy. If you want to be of any help to Lana, you'll do it."
"Okay, okay...." Harry closed his eyes and attempted to clear his head. "its not working..." mumbled Harry.
"Try harder." urged Lupin.
Harry forced all thoughts of Sirius, Ginny, and all other thoughts rambling through his head. He felt wind rushing all around him, felt it blowing his hair up, and then a clearness in his head - which lead to a sharp pain in his head which made him scream - "ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and fall to the floor in a cold sweat. He tore at his hair, he could see Lana sat in a chair, in the same room as Sirius died - she was unconcious - he could see people - with black hooded cloak - he could see the Veil - and he passed out.
"Lana...What are you...You can see me? I..." her mother, Erica, mumbled as she gathered up her papers.
"Yes I can see you. I do have eyes you know." said Lana, trying to keep herself calm and her voice level.
"This is bad, this is very, very bad..." said Erica as she roughly shoved her papers back into the folder and put them on the floor.
"You're right. You've got a hell of a lot of explaining to do, but I dont want to hear it right now. I'm busy."
"You're in danger of becoming just like your father....No emotions. No time for explanations." Erica said sharply.
"Who are you to talk to me like that? You made me think you were DEAD. I dont answer to anyone but myself now. I do as I want, when and how I want. So piss off and pretend to be dead again, because I dont need or want you." Lana said as she walked backwards away from her mother.
"Lana, please, let me explain before any more damage is done."
"How much more damage CAN you cause? Reducing your daughter to an emotional wreck obviously isnt enough damage for you. Next you'll be telling me who my dad is."
Erica gave her a daughter an odd look. "You mean you dont know?"
"I mean I dont know and Im not intrested." she said, walking towards the Veil.
"You must know...If you can see me."
"I'm telling you, I dont know. Now sod off." Lana gently touched the marble that surrounded the Veil.
"There must be some other explanation...If she doesnt know who her father is, then she must be doing something...Oh, no..." Erica muttered to herself as she tried to figure out what was going on, and as she looked at her daughter studying the Veil, Erica knew.
Turning around, Lana glared at her mother. "Now you're dead you have time for me? Sorry, no can do. I've told you, I'm busy, I don't want to hear your pathetic little excuses like when I was younger." As she ran her fingers down the Veils marble surround and knelt down to get a closer look at the inscriptions, Lana noticed something. The patterns were the same as the ones on her mothers fireplace.
"Kuun kehran kelmean alta tuli tunne. Kuin varjo kuin uni menneiden aikojen kuin kuollut, vainaa seuruassa elavien." Erica said at the same time as Lana.
Lana stood up slowly and turned to look at her mother. "From under the pale disc of moon, came that feeling like a shadow like a vision from a past time."
Erica nodded. "Yes. Although why its took you so long I don't know."
"How about being sucked into another dimension and going into a coma for around 15 years after you saw your best friends murder and your Godsons attempted murder?" said Lana, hands on her hips.
"Oh..." whispered Erica.
"If you're going to stand there watching me, can you least help me fill in a couple of blanks about this Veil?" asked Lana, walking back over to it and standing about an inch away from the Veil itself, her fingertips a centimetre away from the fabric of the Veil.
"Well for one you shouldnt touch it, unless you want to die." Erica told her, "and maybe you should think about what happens when you go the Ghost Roads."
"You've been spying on me?" asked Lana. "Doesnt suprise me...When I go to the Ghost Roads, its all black, Sirius is old, then as he gets nearer to the light he gets younger until hes the same age as he was when Lily and James were killed."
"Congratulations." said Erica, sarcastically. "Is that all you've figured out? COME AWAY FROM THERE!" she screamed as the Veil fluttered and Lana almost touched it.
Jumping at the sound of her mothers voice, Lana took a few steps backwards from the Veil. "You have to go. Unless you have something useful to tell me because my emotions are all over the place right now, and I know that to do this right, I have to be balanced. And right now I feel like Im going to topple over the edge of the proverbial cliff."
"Do you have the scar on your hand?" asked Erica, a subtle change coming over her.
Lana looked at her palm, where Sirius and her had cut each other. "Yes..."
"Did you do the spell?" asked Erica, stepping slowly towards her daughter.
"Yes...What is this - " Lana stopped as her mother lunged at her, and she stepped to the side too quickly for her mother to react. "What are you doing?"
"Did you read my letter? The one about having to take life to get life?"
"Yes..." A flash of blue light hit Lana in the chest and she stumbled backwards, falling over.
"And youve been asleep for 15 years...Good. You should have enough energy to bring back a certain someone I have been craving for...Someone who was unjustly killed..." Erica said slowly, as she walked over to her daughter, who was now on her feet.
"What are you, possessed?" Lana asked, as her mother shouted "Stupefy" and hit Lana in the chest, with such power that Lana flew across the room and hit her head on the wall.
Erica laughed at the sound of her daughters head thudding against the wall. She wasnt a stupid woman ; she knew the source of her own creations power.
But to her suprise, Lana stood up and rubbed her head as if she had a headache, when really blood was dripping from her head. "Now that, was mean." said Lana, holding a ball of energy in her hand. She threw it towards her mother.
"Deflect," said Erica, waving her hand and the ball hit a table, making it blow up. "Silly girl...Tut tut..."
Lana threw a few more at her mother, but they were easily deflected. Too easily. Her unease around her mother had always been great as a child, but now, it was verging on panic. Deciding that magic was doing no good, she flung herself at her mother and attacked with her fists. This Erica could not deflect.
"GET HER! GRAB HER!" screamed Erica to people behind her that Lana had not seen.
Four pairs of strong hands grabbed Lana and hauled her to her feet, and it gave her a small sense of satisfaction at the sight of blood on her mothers face. "LET GO OF ME! LET GO!" Lana shouted, but soon realised she had no power because they had bound her hands behind her back with magical rope. "Oh, bollocks..." she muttered. Lana felt a hard blow on the back of her head and a spell hit her in the chest, and there was blackness.
~*~*~*~ GRIMMAULD PLACE ~*~*~*~
"Of course. How else do you expect to get the truth out of the boy?" spat Snape.
"YOU BASTARD YOU BASTARD!" shouted Harry, trying to get to Snape.
"Harry, Lana is in a great deal of danger. Our contact inside the DoM has told us he has heard Lanas mother talking. He's also seen her,but when he's chased her, she has disappeared. The thing is, Harry - Erica is dead. At the time, we didnt know why she had been killed - we assumed it was by Death Eaters - but Harry - she WAS the Death Eater." explained Lupin.
"What?" Harry whispered.
"Yes. We have some ideas about - Lanas origins, and why she can get into the Ghost Roads, and various other things - and they all lead back to experiments with the Veil and Erica. There is some seriously Dark magic in the air toinight, anyone can sense it...Even you Harry."
"But surely if it was Voldemort - my head would hurt. My scar would be killing me."
"Close your eyes and just clear your thoughts for a second, Harry." growled Moody.
"What? Why?!" he asked.
"Just do it boy. If you want to be of any help to Lana, you'll do it."
"Okay, okay...." Harry closed his eyes and attempted to clear his head. "its not working..." mumbled Harry.
"Try harder." urged Lupin.
Harry forced all thoughts of Sirius, Ginny, and all other thoughts rambling through his head. He felt wind rushing all around him, felt it blowing his hair up, and then a clearness in his head - which lead to a sharp pain in his head which made him scream - "ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and fall to the floor in a cold sweat. He tore at his hair, he could see Lana sat in a chair, in the same room as Sirius died - she was unconcious - he could see people - with black hooded cloak - he could see the Veil - and he passed out.
