Chapter 10
Just after he finished his words, the metal door was opened, and a ladder made by ivy and roses went down for them to climb up. Ron had a looked up.
'What did you see?' Hermione asked.
'I saw nothing.'
So Hermione and Ron went up that ladder and found themselves in a bright wide tower. There was nothing in the room. As they turned, they found Harry lying on the floor as if he was dead.
'Harry!' they shouted, and ran towards him. But when they wanted to touch him, they could only touch the wall and the floor.
'How can it possibly be?' Hermione said. That Harry Potter was still there, lying in front if them, but they just could not touch him or feel him.
'Is this really Harry?' Ron asked.
'He is, but not here.' They heard a voice said. They turned and saw two ladies, one in black one in white.
'Who are you?'
'It's none of your business. Just listen to me kid, give me the sword and we'll give you back the Potter boy.' said the lady in white.
'Or else we'll give him to our husband.' That lady in black gave them a very cunning smile.
'Who's your husband?' Hermione asked.
'Believe me you don't want to know. Just give me the sword, kid, and I'll let Potter go.'
'What are you? Your accents are not British, neither you don't look like a human.'
'British!? Of course I'm not. Human!? Not quite… But these aren't your business, so give me the sword quick and all these things will end quickly.'
'What sword do you want?' Ron asked.
'Tell me, which sword did Potter boy use it to kill the king of serpents?'
'The sward of Godric Gryffindor?' Ron said, he was not so sure.
'Yes, you're right!'
'How can we get that sword? Besides, why should we give you?'
'That's easy to answer, because if you don't give us that sword, Harry Potter will die!'
'No! You mustn't kill him! And, we don't know where it is!' Hermione said.
'And why not you ask Harry to get it for you?' Ron said.
'That Potter boy won't help us, even we told them who is the sword for?'
'So who is the sword for?' Hermione asked.
'Listen carefully kid—Tom Riddle, Lord Voldemort. Our husband.' Then the two young ladies laugh out cunningly, but the two students were shocked.
'Vol… I mean, You- Know- Who had wives?' Ron said.
'I did not read such thing in any books!' Hermione said.
'So, give me the sword now!' said the lady in black.
'No! No way! We won't give you any sword! WE WON'T!' Ron suddenly became brave.
'You won't? Then take this.' She took out her wand and said, 'Imperio!' Luckily Ron and Hermione could dodge it. But at once there came another, 'Imperio!' And this time Ron was being hit. Hermione stopped and watch him. Suddenly Ron ran towards to the open window, 'Ron!' Hermione shouted and ran to catch him. Luckily the lady stopped controlling him, if not he might jumped down the tall tower, but at that moment, he was still wondering in the words of the lady in white.
'So, will you give me the sword? I'm in a hurry dear.'
'I won't!' Hermione said, looking at the two ladies with an angry eye that no one had seen it before.
'You really won't?' the lady in black asked for the last time.
'I won't' she answered.
And the lady in black waved her wand, Harry appeared at side in the tower. He was only half consciousness, Hermione ran towards him, unfortunately the lady in white pointed at her and said, 'Imperio!' and Hermione bumped straight onto the solid wall. Her head was bleeding. 'Hermione!' Harry shouted, and staggered towards Hermione. 'Hermione, are you alright?' he asked her, but she did not answered, she had loss consciousness.
'Potter boy, you see, your friends are now hurt because of you, don't you feel a bit bad?' said the lady in black, Harry did felt bad, but he won't gave them the sward. Than the other lady suddenly shock her head and sigh, then took out a flute, and began to play a very gentle music.
'Harry Potter, show as the way to get the sward…' she hissed, but it was not Parseltongue, it sounded very sweet, soft, comfortable, it was so nice to hear what she says. And the music, it was a very gentle lullaby, slowly, Harry closed his eyes, feeling this wonderful moment, it was like drug addiction, he just could not stop himself, for… leading them the way to the sword!
'I must open my eyes…' he said to himself weakly.
'Surrender to the power of music, Harry Potter. Obey the Lady of Music and you shall live…' suddenly he found out she was singing with her sweet voice, the voice of an angel.
'I must open my eyes…'
'It's near, don't panic, just show us the way…'
'Dumbledore will help me… I must open my eyes… I must open my eyes… open my eyes…' The second before his eyes were opened, the second later his eyes were closed.
'We're here… Harry Potter, say the password…'
'Open my eyes… say the password… No!… password…' then he said clearly, ' I do know the password!
'What!' She no longer sings, even the music had stopped because they were both shocked. And because of that Harry was back with consciousness! He took out his wand and pointed at the two ladies.
'What…' the lady in black said.
'I will not fall into your music anymore!' he shouted.
'We were so near… It was because of you! Because of you Harry Potter! If not I can get the sword and Tom will love me!'
'No!' the other one said, 'It will be I who get the sword for him! It will be me whom he loves!'
'Nonsense!' the other one screamed, 'He won't love you, you're ugly and useless!'
'Shut up!' the other one yelled, 'He won't love you because you're like a tiger!'
'What!?' And they used their wands and pointed at each other.
'Let's see who is stronger!' And so there was a fight between the two young ladies.
Suddenly Harry felt someone was holding his shoulder, so he turned and looked, it was Dumbledore!
'Professor Dumbledore! Where have you been?' Harry was delighted to see him.
'Me?' and banded his body down, looking at Harry through his moon-shape glasses, 'I was all the way inside this school.' He said with a kind smile.
'But why we couldn't find you?'
'Really?' then he stood straight again, 'Perhaps I had stayed inside the bathroom too long.' And Harry smiled.
'Harry, sometimes if you don't trouble troubles, troubles will still trouble you. Just like her ladyship. However, sometimes, if you don't mess up troubles, troubles will mess up itself and you don't need to care. Just like the two ladies over there, now they're fighting each other.'
Harry smiled, then he said, 'But they seemed to be so nice, like a kind mother.'
'All that glitters is not gold.' Dumbledore remained him.
'Am… professor…' Harry wanted to say something, but he just could not find the best word.
'Just say what you have in mind.' Dumbledore told him.
'Well… at the first time I met them, I dreamt of my parents, singing me a lullaby, but then I saw a figure, that seemed to be the lady in black.' Harry told him honestly.
'Really? I can't tell you what it means now, but when the time comes, I'll tell you everything.' Dumbledore promised him.