"Oh my gosh!!" Neo-Kitty squeals with pleasure, "I cannot believe that this is chapter thirteen! Thanks to my reviewers for all of the support. Without you guys there is no way I would have held on as long as I have."
"Hey, what about us?" Pippin asks.
"Yeah, you couldn't right without your muses now could you?" Merry adds on.
"Of course I appreciate you guys as well! Without the inspiration you give me none of this would be possible." Neo-kitty smiles, "And the notes before the story wouldn't be nearly as fun! Anyway, since last chapters little escapade lead to ah...a bit of a conflict I believe I'll just say the disclaimer this time."
"WOW! You actually are going to say it and not throw the responsibility on someone else?" Pippin looks shocked.
"Uh, Pip." Merry looks uncertainly at the now agitated authoress.
"I had no idea you would actually take enough initiative to do it yourself for once! Talk about a surprise!" Pippin continues ranting on completely oblivious to the growing tension.
Neo-Kitty brings out spatula of doom from her sleeve.
"Pip," Merry grabs the other hobbit's shoulder to get his attention.
"What?" Pippin asks still unaware.
"You had better get a head-start," He gestures towards the furious authoress with her spatula at the ready.
"So Pippin do you think I'm lazy?!? Is that it!!!?" Neo- Kitty growls eyes smoldering with anger.
Pip gulps thinks about trying to explain his way out of this mess than decides better of it and then sprints off with Neo-kitty in hot pursuit.
Merry watches them run off then turns back around and takes out script, "Neo-Kitty does not own Harry Potter or us shire-lings. She wishes she did but you know life sucks like that. Now on to the story since you all are so patient."
(Ta- dah!!!)
(Divination tower)
Harry had always felt that the world was against him. He was totally convinced of this notion now, more so than ever.
Harry was settled on a pouf at a table with Ron trying to figure out what they were going to do about the upcoming conversation, with their "beloved" potions master, this evening. He still couldn't believe it. The first person they were going to let in on the "secret" would have to be Snape.
'Could there be anything worse?' Harry thought miserably.
'Well yes,' the voice piped up trying to look on the bright side. 'There could be.'
'Don't you say anything!' Harry snapped at it, 'As soon you do things will get worse!'
'Just trying to be helpful,' the voice sulked and fell silent as Trelawney moved to start the class.
"Welcome back to divination my dears," she spoke in her misty tone. "I trust that you all have prepared for our orb gazing session today." Without waiting for a response she moved to a table that had items covered by an extra cloth on it. She folded back the covering gently allowing the orbs to glimmer as they caught the candlelight.
Pavarti and Lavender looked like they could barely contain their excitement as they gazed at the shimmering divination tools. Neville, on the other hand, looked even more terrified by how delicate they looked.
Harry found himself interested in them as well his mind drifting off the impending doom that was this evening and onto the objects laid out before them. The orbs were many different colors ranging from deep blues to fiery reds. They looked almost like Christmas ornaments save the fact that they were not hollow.
"You will be instinctively drawn to the orb that is right for you." Trelawney explained gesturing for the first group of students to come up and take an orb.
Harry watched students get their orbs and finally it was his and Ron's turn. They walked up to the table and looked down at the remaining orbs. Ron did not feel drawn to anything in particular so he took an orange orb shrugging as if to say "it'll do" then he moved to take his seat.
Unfortunately Harry could not seem to will himself to take any of the orbs. He had tried to pick up a light blue orb but his arm refused to move from his side. Suddenly, he caught sight of a flash of green under the covering cloth Trelawney had moved. He shifted the cloth and picked up the deep green orb then moved back to his seat.
Soon everyone had finished picking their orb. Neville had already proceeded in breaking his first one and had gotten a replacement.
Trelawney went on to explain to the how one was to actually use their orb. Pavarti and Lavender could hardly wait to ask questions but the majority of students by this time had begun to doze off.
Meanwhile, Harry found himself gazing thoughtfully into the depths of the forest-green orb. He felt a certain rightness from the reassuring weight of the cool glass in his palm. Almost like it was always meant to be there.
'I'm surprised she's trying to teach you lot how to use orbs.' The voice muttered softly. 'Though I suppose that by having this fragrance here as a crutch a person with the bare makings of a seer could probably see something,' it added almost as an after thought.
'What do you mean?' Harry queried allowing curiosity to overwhelm his current agitation with the voice.
'Well, orbs, real ones at least, take a lot of power to use.' The voice explained patiently. 'In truth, it is an art only the most advanced seers should attempt at all.'
'Would it hurt someone if they didn't have enough power to use it?' Harry asked now looking warily at the seemingly innocent piece of glass.
'It could,' the voice replied hesitantly before it reassured him quickly, 'but you don't need to worry about that. You have more than enough power to handle it.'
'What about everyone else?' Harry asked glancing out of the corner of his eye at some students actually trying to use the little glass balls.
The voice made a scoffing noise, 'Please, an actual seer could be harmed but no one else in this class could truly be counted for a seer. They don't have the right kind or enough power to trigger such a negative effect from an orb. I doubt they can even use them at all.'
'What about Trelawney?' Harry asked as he watched her work with Pavarti and Lavender, 'I know she's a fraud most of the time but she has had some accurate visions.'
'Her?' The voice thought on it a moment, 'Judging from what I've seen her do so far in this class, I would have to say, she's a minor seer at best. So that means she has probably never used an orb without a crutch.'
'A crutch?' Harry recalled what the voice had said earlier, 'You mean this nasty smelling incense.'
'Yes this stuff is often used to train young seers because it helps them fall into a trance easier,' the voice told him.
'So you mean that Trelawney burns all this incense so she can actually use divination tools.' Harry summed it all up.
'In essence, yes' the voice replied making an odd choking noise as if it was trying not to laugh.
Harry chuckled a little at the fact the teacher used a student aid then stopped as a thought hit him. 'How do you know so much about all of this? Divination, I mean.'
'I was taught of course.' The voice replied. 'I had a marvelous teacher.' It trailed of in an almost wistful tone.
'Taught, by a teacher, that would imply that you went to school. It would also mean that you either have or had your own body.' Harry began to put things together. 'You've already said you aren't me so who are you? What are you? Do you have a name?'
The voice was silent for a moment then said, 'What I was doesn't matter, I might as well just be a figment of your imagination, and my name is of no importance.'
'Not important!' Harry was shocked. 'You just told me you were someone of course your name is important it!'
The voice cut him off, 'Just forget I ever let that slip!' It snapped in a voice, that Harry truly realized for the first time, was quite different from his own. It was definitely male only it was higher, almost like it had never cracked.
He was about to try and coax so more answers out of the voice when he noticed the Professor move back to the front of the class.
"He is your assignment for next time my dears!" Trelawney cried out cheerfully making Ron who had been snoring peacefully snap awake and almost fall of his pouf.
Harry only half listened as she rattled on about having at least three recorded gazing sessions with their orbs by next class. He was attempting to talk to the voice but it seemed to have shut him out or it was just ignoring him.
'Humph, well if he thinks I'm going to let him get out of answering my questions that easy he has another thing coming.' Harry thought to himself only after making sure only he could hear this thought. 'And if he won't tell me I'll find out another way.' Nodding once as if to affirm this statement Harry stood up with the rest of the class as they made their way towards the silvery ladder and out of the choking incense.
They were now in one of the greenhouses waiting for Professor Sprout to start class. They were currently studying Midnight Jasmines Harry recalled a flower with healing and restorative properties. Nowhere near as potent as Mandrake root, mind you, but still very useful. Or at least that was what Hermione had to say.
"Now remember Midnight Jasmine is very temperamental," Professor Sprout smiled cheerfully as she moved her hand out of the way of a snapping blossom. "So try not to upset your plant and if you are bitten call me over."
Oh and that little thing Hermione also said. Midnight Jasmine are almost considered animals because of the way they look and act. Not to mention the fact that they bite.
'They do kind of look like animals.' The voice was back, 'I mean I've never seen a plant glare like that.'
Harry could only agree with that statement as he looked back at the flower he, Ron, and Hermione were currently in charge of. The plant was a deep purple almost black and looked kind of like a tiger lily. More like a tiger than a lily Harry amended that description due to the fact that thing had ears, eyes, and teeth.
Harry might have been worried about dealing with such a dangerous thing save the fact that Ron was in his group. Ron had grown quite fond of and good with plants now. His growing talent was more apparent while he was taking care of the little beast than at any other time in Harry's opinion.
Ron was currently stroking the blossom, making it stop glaring at Harry in the process, as he made sure, for about the tenth time this afternoon alone, that when petals from Midnight Jasmine are harvested it would not kill the plant. He had obviously grown quite attached to their charge that he had affectionately named Ebony.
"They just take a few petals Ron," Hermione sighed in exasperation. "Maybe some leaves I've told you this already."
"Just making sure," Ron sulked a little as Hermione glared at him.
Hermione simply rolled her eyes sighing. She then shifted her eyes back to glaring at Ron as he continued to speak lovingly to the plant.
Harry stifled a chuckle at the show of jealousy.
The voice was less discrete it laughed uproariously, 'Look at that! She's jealous of his pet!' The voice then broke back into helpless laughter.
'Hermione would kill you if she heard you say that.' Harry winced as he thought of what kinds of curses his friend might use on the voice if he had his own body.
'Good thing I don't then,' the voice laughed but his tone held a certain sadness.
Harry would have called him on it had he not noticed Hermione was shaking him.
"What Herm?" He asked trying to look as innocent as possible.
Her eyes narrowed into a look that screamed "dangerous."
"Harry I have been shaking you for the past five minutes and the only thing you can say to me is "what"?" She spoke sounding incredulous.
"I dozed off." Harry attempted to appease her.
Ron looked over with a look to match Hermione's. "This isn't the first time he's done that." His friend brought up.
"Really now," Hermione's look hardened and Harry felt like he was being trapped in a corner.
"Yeah, he's done that to me in divination a couple times and sometimes in the common room." Ron continued as he glanced over at Professor Sprout to make sure she wasn't coming to check on them.
"It's no big deal guys I'm just thinking," Harry tried to appease them with little success.
"You were just thinking!" Ron growled, "Harry there is no way you think that hard!"
"Harry we're worried about you." Hermione was obviously trying to coax him into telling her why he was spacing out.
"It's just because of my powers," Harry whispered softly. "You don't need to worry about it." That was the truth the voice was only there because of his powers.
Hermione and Ron didn't look quite convinced.
"Just trust me," Harry pleaded. "I'd tell you if I couldn't handle it."
Finally his two friends backed off. They obviously knew he was leaving something out, but they also knew he would tell them if it became a problem.
"Just try and remember you aren't alone in this Harry." Ron murmured quietly stroking Ebony once more as Professor Sprout headed there direction.
"Doing alright here?" Their cheery teacher inquired. "Oh my!" She suddenly exclaimed as she caught sight of a very placated Midnight Jasmine. "This is wonderful!" Their Professor beamed at them happily. Looking specifically at Ron she added, "You and Mr. Longbottom seem to have a knack for taking care of plants Mr. Weasley."
"Thank you Professor," Ron smiled blushing slightly from the praise.
"Keep up the good work," she smiled as she hurriedly moved to help a group of students whose Jasmine had decided to see how good fingers tasted.
"If only every class were this easy." Ron sighed as he moved to get some food for Ebony.
"They could be if you actually would put some work into them." Hermione stated dryly.
"Yeah, but that still wouldn't be easy," Ron pouted.
Harry could only chuckle as Hermione proceeded to lecture Ron about responsibility, yet again. He noticed that chuckling was echoed by the mirthful laughter of the voice deep within his mind. Dinner had come all too quickly in Harry's opinion. He was pushing his food around on his plate in a dejected manner trying to fight down nerves. It was well known fact that Snape is scary not as scary as some of things he had faced in his life but bad enough.
Snape had excused himself from the hall earlier and had given them a glare as he left that obviously said "you had better show up". Harry was almost glad about this because that meant they wouldn't have Snape breathing down their necks as they made their way to his office.
Ron looked worse than he felt and Hermione's hand was shaking almost uncontrollably as she lifted her goblet. He took a moment to glance at Draco across the room and say the blonde-haired boy looking a little paler than usual.
Shortly thereafter their plates cleared themselves and Dumbledore dismissed them back to their dorms. The three of them stood up making there way towards the doors that would lead towards the dungeon entrance. Draco joined them and after the rest of the Slytherin house had already passed them they began to make their way to Snape's office and their impending doom.
Soon they were standing outside his classroom door. After glancing back for reassurance from his companions Harry knocked sharply on the door.
"Come in," Snape's called from somewhere behind the door.
Steeling himself for the worst Harry opened the door and stepped in trying to look a lot braver than he felt.
Snape looked up from what he had been grading on his desk. "So you decided to come." He whispered softly shifting the papers into one stack as he spoke. "Sit down." He put the pile into one of his desk drawers as they complied and he continued to speak. "I have already expressed my concerns about the strange activities going on in this castle. Mr. Filch brought to my attention some unusual behavior in what he believed was an unused classroom."
Ron winced under the hard glare the potions master sent their way.
"Not to mention all of this strange weather." Snape spoke in a soft and dangerous voice. "Now the occurrence in my classroom this morning has firmly convinced me that you four are at the center of all these happenings." He finished challenging them with his eyes to deny his accusations.
Satisfied by their silence Snape added, "Now tell me how you four are doing these things."
Draco looked up at the head of his house and spoke in a quiet voice, "It is complicated to explain sir and..." He broke off unsure of himself.
"I doubt you would believe us." Hermione finished for him.
"Try me." Snape crossed his arms while he was waiting.
Ron finally mustered up his courage and saying, "We have powers over the elements and we got them because of." He rolled up his sleeve pointing to the mark on his wrist finishing his sentence, "these."
"Powers to control the elements?" Snape echoed sounding incredulous. "You mean to tell me that four teenage wizards, who haven't even finished school, have enough power to control nature."
Harry flinched from the doubtful thoughts that were coming off Snape in waves.
'You have to convince him Harry,' the voice spoke urgently.
'I know,' Harry was somber as he thought this. His mind was reeling with things they could do to prove that their powers were real. He finally made a decision. 'Alright then here goes,' Harry thought.
"Draco show him," Harry spoke softly. The blonde eyed him as if asking "Are you sure?" but nodded in compliance anyway.
Draco then gestured to the candles on Snape's desk. Snape pushed himself away as the flames rose up until they were each at least a foot high.
"Enough!" Snape spoke sharply. Draco instantly allowed the flames back down to their original size.
"See Professor," Harry continued to speak in a soft tone. "We can control the elements. What you see here before you is the embodiment of a prophecy. A prophecy made long ago that foretold of the coming of the Knight of flame," he pointed at Draco. "The Scholar of water," he gestured towards Hermione. "The Guardian of earth," he put a hand on Ron's shoulder. "And the Seer of lightning," Harry finally put hand to his own chest.
The impossible had finally occurred. Snape looked shocked, like his whole world had been put in a bag and then shaken. He recovered quickly though. "You expect me to believe this prophecy rubbish." He growled softly.
"You saw that it was true." Harry fixed him with his own challenging glare. "I know you think it's not possible but it is."
Snape was about to make a retort when he suddenly remembered a prior encounter. He gave Harry a hard look, "You just said you knew what I was thinking. If I recall correctly you also said you knew what another one of your teachers was thinking. Mr. Potter does that imply that your powers allow you to."
Harry cut him off, "Yes."
Silence reigned supreme. The four of them had just given up their secret for the first time and now they waited tensely to see what would happen next. The next move had to be Snape's.
"So you're a truth seer." He spoke softly breaking the silence. "Who else knows about these powers of yours?" When no one answered him he arched a brow. "Don't tell me I'm the first person you've told."
"You are the first person we've told." Ron answered earning himself a glare from Hermione and Draco. "What?"
"I thought you told the headmaster everything Potter." Snape gave him a cool look.
"We have things under control." Harry replied, "We weren't planning on telling anyone to be truthful, but due to circumstances outside my control we had to tell you."
That comment got him a glare but Harry simply shrugged it off.
"So let me get this straight. You four have been dealing with untrained powers for quite some time now without telling any adults." Snape finished.
"Yes," Draco sounded almost regretful as he answered.
Snape stood up and moved towards his door. "I believe that the headmaster should know about this."
Harry stood up calmly as his friends tensed in panic behind him. "The time hasn't come for anyone else to know yet Professor."
Snape turned around to tell him off but something about Potter caught his eye. Maybe it was the fact that his eyes looked like they were glowing again.
"I have the capability to make you forget everything you have just been told." Harry continued calmly.
"I doubt you know how to obliviate memories," Snape snapped at him unconvinced.
'Who says I need a spell?' Harry spoke directly into the potion master's mind just a he had that morning. 'When one can read minds he can also rewrite what is in them.'
"I will not be threatened by you." Snape growled at his student.
"Then forget about telling the headmaster anything we have said here." Harry shrugged his eyes fading back to a more subdued green. "It's easier if we work with you anyway."
Snape walked away from the door and sat back behind his desk. "Fine, I'll play by your rules for now but when this all does come out I want no part in it."
Harry had to keep a smirk from coming to his lips. Hermione sighed in relief behind him along with Ron and Draco.
"Thank you Professor," Harry smiled.
Snape muttered something they couldn't understand then snapped, "I've had enough of your rubbish tonight Potter. Get out."
The four of them moved to comply when he added, "Try to keep the accidents to a minimum I may know what's going on but as I said I want no part in this."
Harry smirked, "We'll try Professor." He then added softly as he moved out into the corridor, "But you are a part of this now and for a long time to come."Yeah!!! That was a really fun chapter to write. Though the end was kind of hard...Oh well.
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Kikyogirl021989- Glad you enjoyed my story so much! Sorry it took so long to put up a new chapter. Hope you enjoyed it and try to not fall off your chair. I would imagine that that would hurt a lot.
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Whew that took awhile. Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! Also I have made some fanart!!!! I posted it on deviantart, a totally awesome site that anyone who draws should check out! I made a link in my profile! Check it out. I will post more soon!
So yeah, I have started to make the voice an actual character. You'll like him I promise! Anyway tell me what you think. Like it, hate it, whatever just let me know! I appreciate all comments as long as they're constructive.
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