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Destruction of the Hospital Wing, Chapter Two
The living room was in utter shambles. The couch was overturned and the vases of flowers were broken. Lying sprawled
out on the floor were her parents. Lissa rushed over to them, dropping to her knees. Her mother was beaten beyond
recognition and the carpet around her was drenched in blood. Her father was sprawled over her back, apparently killed by a
curse. Written on the white wall behind the couch was a message written in blood, her mother's blood. "It is time to remind
you of who you really are." She didn't understand, but a strangled cry came from her as realization dawned on her. She threw
herself away from the dead bodies of her parents, unable to comprehend. The sound of muggle police sirens brought her out
of her daze and she pushed herself up. She stumbled to the fire and threw a handful of floo powder into the raging flames. She
shrieked the first location that came to her mind. "Professor Dumbledore's office!"
The she threw herself into the momentarily violet flames and was swept out of the wrecked house. When her feet hit the stone
hearth she fell onto her knees, immediately taking the first few layers off. Ash billowed up around her and several hacking
coughs erupted from her. She heard several surprised gasps and she lifted her eyes from the floor. Dumbledore and the rest of
the teachers were in his office and were all staring at her. The shock of seeing her parents dead wore of in an instant and
before she gratefully surrendered to the embrace of unconsciousness, she squeaked out a few words, "Parents.Gabe...Leaky
Cauldron." and then promptly keeled forward, her head hitting a carpet with a soft thump. The teachers went into a flurry
of motion. Pomfrey levitated Lissa to the hospital wing and Dumbledore and several other teachers flooed to the Leaky
Cauldron, all hoping for the best.
Lissa woke up fifteen minutes later and promptly threw a pillow at the medi-witch who was trying to force feed her a
potion. She might have just woken up from a faint, but that didn't mean her temper was depleted. "Get the hell away from
me you crazy cow!"
The witch looked harried and she shook her head. "Miss Maeko, you must take this potion to insure you did no damage to
yourself."
"I didn't do anything to myself! Let me out of here! Gabe has to know!"
"What does your brother have to know Miss Maeko? I'm sure I can tell him for you."
Gabe ran into the hospital wing at that moment and Lissa leapt out of the narrow white bed, but was thrust back onto by a
suddenly irate medi-witch. "Mr. Maeko you are not to barge in on my patients! Your sister is in a very delicate state!"
He totally ignored her and strode over to her. He went to her bedside and pulled her into his arms. He forced her to look at him,
searching her face. "Liss, what happened?"
She looked at him with pained eyes, tears welling up in the dark brown hues. "Came home and the living room was trashed.
Mum and Dad are.are." she started gulping. "Dead."
Gabe's face fell and he pulled his sister close to his chest, his cheek resting on the top of her head. A single tear ran down his
cheek and disappeared into her mass of intensely curly hair. Madame Pomfrey gasped quietly and quickly left her domain to
tell the Headmaster. The elderly woman pounded on the large oaken door, angry visible on her face when she had had a
screaming watch with the stubborn gryffin at the base of the stairs. The door opened and Dumbledore looked down at her.
"What ever is the matter Pomfrey? You like ready to explode."
"First you need to give that stupid gryffin a talking to. Secondly, Analissa and Gabriel are orphans. Their parents are dead."
"Orphans? I take it Voldemort was the cause of this."
"I don't know Albus! Where will the children stay?"
"Well, this is their last year, here is the logical answer. Also, Analissa is Headgirl."
"Yes Albus.Are you going to talk to her and try and get her to tell you exactly what she saw?"
"Of course, but not at this moment. She needs time to recuperate, even seeing your adoptive parents dead is a truly
traumatizing event."
"Adoptive parents?" Poppy's face was twisted in confusion.
"Never mind that at the moment Poppy, all that will be revealed at the right time." A sad look crossed the old man's face,
and the medi-witch realized how old he was. "This year is going to be very difficult.The wizarding world is hanging on a
thread. Please floo me when Gabriel has left Analissa."
Poppy nodded and left the Headmaster's office, her brow furrowed as she thought.
Gabe and Lissa sat on her bed, their arms intertwined for several hours. Both cried their eyes out and more, the agony of
the loss of their parents ripping through their still adolescence souls. When the tears finally dried, Lissa pulled her face away
from her brother's sodden shirt and looked up at him. "We have to stick together now, I'm not going to loose the only other
person I love."
"You're never gonna loose me Liss, you aren't going to be out of my sight."
"That'll be a little hard considering I'm Headgirl."
The two sighed then Gabe kissed his sister's forehead tenderly. "Professor Dumbledore told me something about a late dinner in
the kitchens when I got here, do you want me to get you anything?"
She shook her head and eased herself back onto her bed. "No thanks.The idea of food at this moment is totally revolting."
He nodded and ruffled her hair. He smiled weakly and left the hospital wing. Moments later Dumbledore came in. Lissa let out
an inward groan and buried her face in her pillow. She really didn't want to be interrogated about what she had seen; she
was already shaken up enough. The elderly wizard quietly made his way over to her and lightly touched her shoulder.
"Analissa, I know it is hard for you, but it is very important you tell me what you saw. The aurors have already cleaned the house
up and taken away all traces of the habitation."
That obviously wasn't the right thing to say, because Lissa lifted her head, her face livid. Dumbledore immediately knew he was
in for a little bit of this girl's famous temper. What he didn't know was that this traumatic event had awoken the powers
deep within her, and soon the fury of the elements would tear the Hospital Wing apart.
"The aurors have completely cleared my house? Purged my only home of all its possessions so it doesn't resemble itself anymore?
They have cleared AWAY MY PARENT'S BODIES WITHOUT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST CONSIDERATION TO THEIR
MOURNING FAMILY? WELL HELL TO THE BLOODY AURORS! I'M NOT TELLING YOU A FREAKING THING!" Her voice escalated
from a deadly whisper to a completely enraged scream halfway through her rant. The moment she started shouting a strong
wind began to blow and heavy clouds appeared in the high ceiling. Chucks of ice larger then baseballs crashed around in the
massive room, tearing through everything they landed on. Dumbledore tried to banish the clouds, but the intensity of the
girl's power was just too much. "Analissa calm down! You will tear the school apart!"
"I DON'T CARE! I WANT MY PARENTS BACK NOW!" An agonized wail erupted from her and the hailing and the wind slacked
off. She curled up into a tight ball on the narrow, white bed and began to cry hysterically. The whimpers and sobs coming
from her filled the room with their pain and anguish, sucking all the joy from it. The elderly wizard gently rubbed Lissa's back,
making soothing noises. When her cries abated, a soft, caring smile spread across his face. "You don't have to tell me
anything if you don't want to. I understand that the grief you feel over your parents is your dominating emotion. I know you are
orphaned and you are more then welcome to spend the rest of the holiday here. Your brother may share the Headgirl's
rooms with you, I know close contact with him will be important in the healing of your heart."
A pitiful sniffle came from her as she lifted her head from her arms. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, her cheeks puffy. "Thank
you Professor.Sorry about all of this." She motioned to the ruined Hospital Wing with a limp hand.
"Think nothing of it, it will all be gone when you wake up."
"Wake up? I will only stay another night here if Hell freezes over and turns into an ice-skating rink. That bloody woman won't let
Gabe stay with me all the time.I'm gonna go to my room."
"So be it my dear."
A few minutes later Lissa was in the Headgirl's rooms, sprawled out on her massive gold and scarlet bed. She hated the colors
of her room and decided the moment she had more energy she would change its colors. Just before she drifted to sleep, she
felt a pair of comforting arms wrapped around her shoulders, and her brother's familiar voice whispering in her ear. "I'm here
now Liss, I'm never gonna leave you."
Hmm.This chapter was shorter then the previous. Sorry about that. Anyway, I ask again, anyone like this chapter? This is going to be, someday, a Lissa/Draco romance, but I have to get all the necessary information in to get it all to make some sense. If you have something, an object or an idea, that you want put into the story, tell me. If you are the fifteenth person to review I'll put your object into the next chapter!
Your Lord and Master, Foamy the Squirrel
Destruction of the Hospital Wing, Chapter Two
The living room was in utter shambles. The couch was overturned and the vases of flowers were broken. Lying sprawled
out on the floor were her parents. Lissa rushed over to them, dropping to her knees. Her mother was beaten beyond
recognition and the carpet around her was drenched in blood. Her father was sprawled over her back, apparently killed by a
curse. Written on the white wall behind the couch was a message written in blood, her mother's blood. "It is time to remind
you of who you really are." She didn't understand, but a strangled cry came from her as realization dawned on her. She threw
herself away from the dead bodies of her parents, unable to comprehend. The sound of muggle police sirens brought her out
of her daze and she pushed herself up. She stumbled to the fire and threw a handful of floo powder into the raging flames. She
shrieked the first location that came to her mind. "Professor Dumbledore's office!"
The she threw herself into the momentarily violet flames and was swept out of the wrecked house. When her feet hit the stone
hearth she fell onto her knees, immediately taking the first few layers off. Ash billowed up around her and several hacking
coughs erupted from her. She heard several surprised gasps and she lifted her eyes from the floor. Dumbledore and the rest of
the teachers were in his office and were all staring at her. The shock of seeing her parents dead wore of in an instant and
before she gratefully surrendered to the embrace of unconsciousness, she squeaked out a few words, "Parents.Gabe...Leaky
Cauldron." and then promptly keeled forward, her head hitting a carpet with a soft thump. The teachers went into a flurry
of motion. Pomfrey levitated Lissa to the hospital wing and Dumbledore and several other teachers flooed to the Leaky
Cauldron, all hoping for the best.
Lissa woke up fifteen minutes later and promptly threw a pillow at the medi-witch who was trying to force feed her a
potion. She might have just woken up from a faint, but that didn't mean her temper was depleted. "Get the hell away from
me you crazy cow!"
The witch looked harried and she shook her head. "Miss Maeko, you must take this potion to insure you did no damage to
yourself."
"I didn't do anything to myself! Let me out of here! Gabe has to know!"
"What does your brother have to know Miss Maeko? I'm sure I can tell him for you."
Gabe ran into the hospital wing at that moment and Lissa leapt out of the narrow white bed, but was thrust back onto by a
suddenly irate medi-witch. "Mr. Maeko you are not to barge in on my patients! Your sister is in a very delicate state!"
He totally ignored her and strode over to her. He went to her bedside and pulled her into his arms. He forced her to look at him,
searching her face. "Liss, what happened?"
She looked at him with pained eyes, tears welling up in the dark brown hues. "Came home and the living room was trashed.
Mum and Dad are.are." she started gulping. "Dead."
Gabe's face fell and he pulled his sister close to his chest, his cheek resting on the top of her head. A single tear ran down his
cheek and disappeared into her mass of intensely curly hair. Madame Pomfrey gasped quietly and quickly left her domain to
tell the Headmaster. The elderly woman pounded on the large oaken door, angry visible on her face when she had had a
screaming watch with the stubborn gryffin at the base of the stairs. The door opened and Dumbledore looked down at her.
"What ever is the matter Pomfrey? You like ready to explode."
"First you need to give that stupid gryffin a talking to. Secondly, Analissa and Gabriel are orphans. Their parents are dead."
"Orphans? I take it Voldemort was the cause of this."
"I don't know Albus! Where will the children stay?"
"Well, this is their last year, here is the logical answer. Also, Analissa is Headgirl."
"Yes Albus.Are you going to talk to her and try and get her to tell you exactly what she saw?"
"Of course, but not at this moment. She needs time to recuperate, even seeing your adoptive parents dead is a truly
traumatizing event."
"Adoptive parents?" Poppy's face was twisted in confusion.
"Never mind that at the moment Poppy, all that will be revealed at the right time." A sad look crossed the old man's face,
and the medi-witch realized how old he was. "This year is going to be very difficult.The wizarding world is hanging on a
thread. Please floo me when Gabriel has left Analissa."
Poppy nodded and left the Headmaster's office, her brow furrowed as she thought.
Gabe and Lissa sat on her bed, their arms intertwined for several hours. Both cried their eyes out and more, the agony of
the loss of their parents ripping through their still adolescence souls. When the tears finally dried, Lissa pulled her face away
from her brother's sodden shirt and looked up at him. "We have to stick together now, I'm not going to loose the only other
person I love."
"You're never gonna loose me Liss, you aren't going to be out of my sight."
"That'll be a little hard considering I'm Headgirl."
The two sighed then Gabe kissed his sister's forehead tenderly. "Professor Dumbledore told me something about a late dinner in
the kitchens when I got here, do you want me to get you anything?"
She shook her head and eased herself back onto her bed. "No thanks.The idea of food at this moment is totally revolting."
He nodded and ruffled her hair. He smiled weakly and left the hospital wing. Moments later Dumbledore came in. Lissa let out
an inward groan and buried her face in her pillow. She really didn't want to be interrogated about what she had seen; she
was already shaken up enough. The elderly wizard quietly made his way over to her and lightly touched her shoulder.
"Analissa, I know it is hard for you, but it is very important you tell me what you saw. The aurors have already cleaned the house
up and taken away all traces of the habitation."
That obviously wasn't the right thing to say, because Lissa lifted her head, her face livid. Dumbledore immediately knew he was
in for a little bit of this girl's famous temper. What he didn't know was that this traumatic event had awoken the powers
deep within her, and soon the fury of the elements would tear the Hospital Wing apart.
"The aurors have completely cleared my house? Purged my only home of all its possessions so it doesn't resemble itself anymore?
They have cleared AWAY MY PARENT'S BODIES WITHOUT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST CONSIDERATION TO THEIR
MOURNING FAMILY? WELL HELL TO THE BLOODY AURORS! I'M NOT TELLING YOU A FREAKING THING!" Her voice escalated
from a deadly whisper to a completely enraged scream halfway through her rant. The moment she started shouting a strong
wind began to blow and heavy clouds appeared in the high ceiling. Chucks of ice larger then baseballs crashed around in the
massive room, tearing through everything they landed on. Dumbledore tried to banish the clouds, but the intensity of the
girl's power was just too much. "Analissa calm down! You will tear the school apart!"
"I DON'T CARE! I WANT MY PARENTS BACK NOW!" An agonized wail erupted from her and the hailing and the wind slacked
off. She curled up into a tight ball on the narrow, white bed and began to cry hysterically. The whimpers and sobs coming
from her filled the room with their pain and anguish, sucking all the joy from it. The elderly wizard gently rubbed Lissa's back,
making soothing noises. When her cries abated, a soft, caring smile spread across his face. "You don't have to tell me
anything if you don't want to. I understand that the grief you feel over your parents is your dominating emotion. I know you are
orphaned and you are more then welcome to spend the rest of the holiday here. Your brother may share the Headgirl's
rooms with you, I know close contact with him will be important in the healing of your heart."
A pitiful sniffle came from her as she lifted her head from her arms. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, her cheeks puffy. "Thank
you Professor.Sorry about all of this." She motioned to the ruined Hospital Wing with a limp hand.
"Think nothing of it, it will all be gone when you wake up."
"Wake up? I will only stay another night here if Hell freezes over and turns into an ice-skating rink. That bloody woman won't let
Gabe stay with me all the time.I'm gonna go to my room."
"So be it my dear."
A few minutes later Lissa was in the Headgirl's rooms, sprawled out on her massive gold and scarlet bed. She hated the colors
of her room and decided the moment she had more energy she would change its colors. Just before she drifted to sleep, she
felt a pair of comforting arms wrapped around her shoulders, and her brother's familiar voice whispering in her ear. "I'm here
now Liss, I'm never gonna leave you."
Hmm.This chapter was shorter then the previous. Sorry about that. Anyway, I ask again, anyone like this chapter? This is going to be, someday, a Lissa/Draco romance, but I have to get all the necessary information in to get it all to make some sense. If you have something, an object or an idea, that you want put into the story, tell me. If you are the fifteenth person to review I'll put your object into the next chapter!
Your Lord and Master, Foamy the Squirrel