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Previously:
Then, Harry noticed that he was really close to the Heart. Just a little bit left. The Heart was now bright brown and Harry reached out his right hand and… But suddeny it all became dark, as if somebody had turned off the lights. "That was just on time", he heard Sandra whisper. "For a minute I thought I'd lost you."
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Chapter 5. Questions, again
"Why are you whispering?" Harry asked, he was whispering too. He didn't come up with anyhing else to ask, even if he had a million questions in his head to ask.
"Your friends are waiting outside. I don't want them to hear", Sandra replied.
"Sandra, what happened? You know that...thing...you wanted me to imagine. It was real. I was there and I wasn't blind... like I'm obviously now", Harry added in a irritated voice.
"Why didn't you heal me faster?" Harry raised his voice. "And why did I have to 'take a deep breath'. Can you please tell me what happened?" Harry was grateful that she had healed him, but still...
"Harry, there is no reason to raise your voice", Sandra said sharply. "I promise to tell you everything. You should be glad I managed to save your life. I was very close to lose you. Right now, you'll have to explain your blindness and the blond hair to your friends. I'll write to Dumbledore and ask him why you're blind, maybe he knows."
"Er...Sandra...exactly who is here?" Harry asked, when he had calmed down a bit.
"Your friend Ron and his brothers Fred and George", Sandra said. "And, Harry", she continued more quietly. "If they ask how I healed you, just say that I worked in a muggle hospital."
Sandra walked quickly out of the room. Harry sat up in his bed and heard three well-known voices. "Harry!" It was George, or maybe Fred.
"How're you doing, mate?" Ron asked. Harry didn't say anything and the Weasley brother's didn't either. Then, they started to bombard him with questions.
"Are you blind?"
"Have you become a Malfoy-wannabe?"
"Who is that Sandra-girl?"
"What happened?"
"Did you dream about you-know-who?"
Harry held up his hand and hoped that they would calm down a bit.
"Before I answer any of your questions, I want to know how you got here and why you're here?"
"Well..." Ron started and Harry heard the insecurity in his voice. "You know that Moody threatened your uncle that if you didn't write to us within three days, then he would send someone over here."
Harry nodded slowly. "But Ron, it wasn't three days ago since I wrote you letter..."
"Yeah, I know, but your answer were so short, Harry. George had an idea that your relatives were torturing you and forced you to write to us."
The word 'Tortured' woke something up in Harrys memory. He remembered how Voldemort had tricked him that Sirius was tortured. But Sirius hadn't been tortured. If I only had listened to Snape, Sirius would've been alive today. If I only hadn't been so stupid to believe that Voldemort tortured Sirius in the department of mysteries!
Ron, Fred and George didn't take any notice of what Harry's thoughts. George, or Fred continued talking.
"Mum's at the the Johnsons', our neighbours, and Ginny swore not to tell her that we're here when she gets home."
"But how did you get here?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Well, when mum left, it was only myself, Fred, Ron and Ginny home. And about an hour later the doorbell rang. It was Percy."
"Percy?!" Harry exclaimed surprised. "What did he want?"
"He wanted to tell mum something. And we knew at once that it wasn't good news. You'll never guess what he had brought with him just to show mum. A brand-new beige car! And someone had 'done' something to it. It was just like dad's Ford Angela, except for the colour and the fact that this car was completely new. Anyway, Percy assumed that dad had done something to it. Even if dad had done something to it, and we know for sure he didn't, it would be his business, not Percy's. Dad hasn't got time anymore. He's been busy with Dumbledore and all… Well, we promised to tell mum about the car so we could get him out of the house. First he didn't want to leave but when we said that she wouldn't be home until five hours later and that Fred was doing the cooking he left.
"He didn't bring the car with him and that gave George an idea that we could use the car to get you. But do not worry, nobody saw us. And when we got here we heard you screaming. First, we didn't think it was you, since you've got blonde hair and all…
It was quiet for a couple of minutes. Even the twinbrothers were quiet, and that was something unusual.
"So...what's with the blonde hair dye? Have you met the Malfoys' over the summer or what?"
"Uhm...no, not really. You see, I thought I had put hair gel in my hair, instead I had put hair dye", Harry said and smiled stupidly.
"Hair gel? This doesn't sound like you. So, I've noticed that you're blind so...well, this is George speaking...and why are you blind?"
"I don't know. I just got blind", Harry answered.
"Maybe you-know-who's got something to do with it", Ron said suspiciously. "So who is Sandra?" he asked after a while.
"She'll be living here for the rest of the summer. She's a witch", Harry said.
"OK", Ron said. "But are you sure that she's om our side? We thought that she was the reason for your screaming...but there was something about her...something odd...her eyes..."
Harry knew about Sandra's powers, but he didn't say anything about them. But she said that she only used the healing power. Then what had she done to Ron and his brothers?
"Well...she's from Sweden...they have strange eyes there…" Harry said and hoped that they would buy his little lie.
"I don't know Harry. It was something else. What was she doing here? How did you get well so fast?"
"Listen, Sandra is on our side. And she's been working in muggle hospital so she knew how to take care of me", Harry said, desperate to make the Weasleys' believe him without making it sound suspicious. He had promised Sandra not to tell her secret to anybody, and that was a promise he was going to keep.
"Well, what did she do?" Ron asked, still suspicious.
"I don't know. I blacked-out so I didn't really see what she did, but I'm alright and that's all that matters." They ask too much, Harry thought. "So, any news about my ol'friend Voldemort?" he asked in a way to change the subject and heard how everybody winced when they heard the Dark Lord's name.
"You know what? I'll tell Hermione to change the Gryffindor password to Voldemort. In that case, everybody who wants to get into the common room, has to say his name."
Fred gave a nervous laughter.
"She can't do that", Ron said insecure.
"Says who? And I think it could be well for you You three are all in Gryffindor who's famous for his bravery. So tell me, is it brave to be afraid of a name? To jump everytime you hear a name? No, it isn't, you represent Gryffindor's bravery and Godric Gryffindor wasn't afraid of a stupid weenie who thinks he's a Lor…"
"Harry", Fred interrupted. "You don't know what it's like. We've grown up with people around us who don't say his name. So, neither do we."
"We'd better leave now. See you", Ron said in a tired voice.
The Weaslybrothers didn't seem so cheerful as usual. Was it Sandra?
Did she do something to them?
Harry didn't know for sure that she was on their side. There was a possibility that she was on Voldemort's side. In that case, was it she who made Harry blind? Right at that moment, Sandra cam into the room.
"I know what you're thinking about, Harry. You want to know if I'm on Voldemort's side or not", she said.
Harry didn't like the sound of her voice...at all.
A/N: Listen guys, sorry for not updating in a long, long time... but I've been really busy with personal business. And hey, in Sweden, we don't have strange eyes...just so you know
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Previously:
Then, Harry noticed that he was really close to the Heart. Just a little bit left. The Heart was now bright brown and Harry reached out his right hand and… But suddeny it all became dark, as if somebody had turned off the lights. "That was just on time", he heard Sandra whisper. "For a minute I thought I'd lost you."
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Chapter 5. Questions, again
"Why are you whispering?" Harry asked, he was whispering too. He didn't come up with anyhing else to ask, even if he had a million questions in his head to ask.
"Your friends are waiting outside. I don't want them to hear", Sandra replied.
"Sandra, what happened? You know that...thing...you wanted me to imagine. It was real. I was there and I wasn't blind... like I'm obviously now", Harry added in a irritated voice.
"Why didn't you heal me faster?" Harry raised his voice. "And why did I have to 'take a deep breath'. Can you please tell me what happened?" Harry was grateful that she had healed him, but still...
"Harry, there is no reason to raise your voice", Sandra said sharply. "I promise to tell you everything. You should be glad I managed to save your life. I was very close to lose you. Right now, you'll have to explain your blindness and the blond hair to your friends. I'll write to Dumbledore and ask him why you're blind, maybe he knows."
"Er...Sandra...exactly who is here?" Harry asked, when he had calmed down a bit.
"Your friend Ron and his brothers Fred and George", Sandra said. "And, Harry", she continued more quietly. "If they ask how I healed you, just say that I worked in a muggle hospital."
Sandra walked quickly out of the room. Harry sat up in his bed and heard three well-known voices. "Harry!" It was George, or maybe Fred.
"How're you doing, mate?" Ron asked. Harry didn't say anything and the Weasley brother's didn't either. Then, they started to bombard him with questions.
"Are you blind?"
"Have you become a Malfoy-wannabe?"
"Who is that Sandra-girl?"
"What happened?"
"Did you dream about you-know-who?"
Harry held up his hand and hoped that they would calm down a bit.
"Before I answer any of your questions, I want to know how you got here and why you're here?"
"Well..." Ron started and Harry heard the insecurity in his voice. "You know that Moody threatened your uncle that if you didn't write to us within three days, then he would send someone over here."
Harry nodded slowly. "But Ron, it wasn't three days ago since I wrote you letter..."
"Yeah, I know, but your answer were so short, Harry. George had an idea that your relatives were torturing you and forced you to write to us."
The word 'Tortured' woke something up in Harrys memory. He remembered how Voldemort had tricked him that Sirius was tortured. But Sirius hadn't been tortured. If I only had listened to Snape, Sirius would've been alive today. If I only hadn't been so stupid to believe that Voldemort tortured Sirius in the department of mysteries!
Ron, Fred and George didn't take any notice of what Harry's thoughts. George, or Fred continued talking.
"Mum's at the the Johnsons', our neighbours, and Ginny swore not to tell her that we're here when she gets home."
"But how did you get here?" Harry asked anxiously.
"Well, when mum left, it was only myself, Fred, Ron and Ginny home. And about an hour later the doorbell rang. It was Percy."
"Percy?!" Harry exclaimed surprised. "What did he want?"
"He wanted to tell mum something. And we knew at once that it wasn't good news. You'll never guess what he had brought with him just to show mum. A brand-new beige car! And someone had 'done' something to it. It was just like dad's Ford Angela, except for the colour and the fact that this car was completely new. Anyway, Percy assumed that dad had done something to it. Even if dad had done something to it, and we know for sure he didn't, it would be his business, not Percy's. Dad hasn't got time anymore. He's been busy with Dumbledore and all… Well, we promised to tell mum about the car so we could get him out of the house. First he didn't want to leave but when we said that she wouldn't be home until five hours later and that Fred was doing the cooking he left.
"He didn't bring the car with him and that gave George an idea that we could use the car to get you. But do not worry, nobody saw us. And when we got here we heard you screaming. First, we didn't think it was you, since you've got blonde hair and all…
It was quiet for a couple of minutes. Even the twinbrothers were quiet, and that was something unusual.
"So...what's with the blonde hair dye? Have you met the Malfoys' over the summer or what?"
"Uhm...no, not really. You see, I thought I had put hair gel in my hair, instead I had put hair dye", Harry said and smiled stupidly.
"Hair gel? This doesn't sound like you. So, I've noticed that you're blind so...well, this is George speaking...and why are you blind?"
"I don't know. I just got blind", Harry answered.
"Maybe you-know-who's got something to do with it", Ron said suspiciously. "So who is Sandra?" he asked after a while.
"She'll be living here for the rest of the summer. She's a witch", Harry said.
"OK", Ron said. "But are you sure that she's om our side? We thought that she was the reason for your screaming...but there was something about her...something odd...her eyes..."
Harry knew about Sandra's powers, but he didn't say anything about them. But she said that she only used the healing power. Then what had she done to Ron and his brothers?
"Well...she's from Sweden...they have strange eyes there…" Harry said and hoped that they would buy his little lie.
"I don't know Harry. It was something else. What was she doing here? How did you get well so fast?"
"Listen, Sandra is on our side. And she's been working in muggle hospital so she knew how to take care of me", Harry said, desperate to make the Weasleys' believe him without making it sound suspicious. He had promised Sandra not to tell her secret to anybody, and that was a promise he was going to keep.
"Well, what did she do?" Ron asked, still suspicious.
"I don't know. I blacked-out so I didn't really see what she did, but I'm alright and that's all that matters." They ask too much, Harry thought. "So, any news about my ol'friend Voldemort?" he asked in a way to change the subject and heard how everybody winced when they heard the Dark Lord's name.
"You know what? I'll tell Hermione to change the Gryffindor password to Voldemort. In that case, everybody who wants to get into the common room, has to say his name."
Fred gave a nervous laughter.
"She can't do that", Ron said insecure.
"Says who? And I think it could be well for you You three are all in Gryffindor who's famous for his bravery. So tell me, is it brave to be afraid of a name? To jump everytime you hear a name? No, it isn't, you represent Gryffindor's bravery and Godric Gryffindor wasn't afraid of a stupid weenie who thinks he's a Lor…"
"Harry", Fred interrupted. "You don't know what it's like. We've grown up with people around us who don't say his name. So, neither do we."
"We'd better leave now. See you", Ron said in a tired voice.
The Weaslybrothers didn't seem so cheerful as usual. Was it Sandra?
Did she do something to them?
Harry didn't know for sure that she was on their side. There was a possibility that she was on Voldemort's side. In that case, was it she who made Harry blind? Right at that moment, Sandra cam into the room.
"I know what you're thinking about, Harry. You want to know if I'm on Voldemort's side or not", she said.
Harry didn't like the sound of her voice...at all.
A/N: Listen guys, sorry for not updating in a long, long time... but I've been really busy with personal business. And hey, in Sweden, we don't have strange eyes...just so you know