A/N well, I hope you are all enjoying this. I am having a blast writing
it. Please don't ask me about the plot, or who will love who, cause I am
not going to tell, but if you have questions about the Aleva and
everything, I will answer those without giving away the story I have in
mind. Any way, here it is, Chapter fifteen, in all of it's glory(Just felt
like a long note was better than twenty short ones.)
Chapter Fifteen
"I hope you know what you're doing, Albus. You could destroy everything we sought." Serenity glared. And then looked to Hermione. "You are too powerful to not be under some one of the Ezil Wis." "You once said for me to have faith, Aleva-Reia." Hermione spoke softly, still leaning against Draco. Serenity huffed, and left, the young man quickly following her. Once Dumbledore was sure they were gone, he turned to the students. "You all are excused from classes today. Ron, please go to Snape, tell him to bring the antidote, and that we are helping Ms. Granger in her coming out, clear?" Ron nodded, jumping off the bed and hurrying out the door. "Ginny, please get the extra blankets that are in the bathroom, along with a few sets of sheets. Hermione will need a pallet on the floor in the common room. Can you make it?" "Of course, Professor." Ginny hurried into the bath, closing the door behind her. "What about us?" Harry asked. "There are three spells that need to be done. One takes two wizards. I have you rely on you and Mr. Malfoy to do the others. Yours, Harry, is a spell to bind Hermione to the floor, so she cannot roll and hurt herself. A meditation technique that was briefly covered in charms. You will point you wand at Hermione, and close your eyes. You will imagine a rope of silk/steel binding Hermione to the floor. You must keep concentration, and you cannot stop, no matter what happens. Go and Mediate on this Harry, you must be Quick and Precise." Harry nodded, and Draco patted him on the back. Harry looked to Hermione. "You can trust me, Mia. I won't fail." "I know Harry, failing in protecting some one isn't something you can do." Harry nodded, and left the room. "Potter! Use my room for quiet." Draco said, smiling a bit. Harry turned around, a friendly smile returned. Dumbledore looked proud. "And me, Professor?" Draco said.
"Once all who are here come in, Snape and I will lock this room tight, even cutting off the floe. No one will be able to enter, or exit."
"How does this concern me?"
Hermione spoke softly. "You're the Wizard companion he has chosen for me."
Draco looked at Dumbledore., who nodded and explained. "During the making of the Ezil Wis, pure Ezil Wis, a wizard is joined to her. Ezil Wis only have the power to heal, and need some one who can protect and fight for them. Even though Hermione is both, and can protect herself, the making is painful, and she cannot bear it alone. It has never been done, and I am not willing to experiment. You will join hands with her, you will feel her pain. You and Hermione will share memories of life with each other. And from this day on, you will be able to hear one another at will. Spending time apart won't hurt you, but you will feel a piece missing when the other is gone."
Draco nodded, but was still confused. "Why me? Why not potter?"
Hermione answered. "Harry can't. He has enough with having to defeat Voldemort. He needs his power to that."
"Mr. Malfoy, destines aren't set in stone. Oracles only tell the ending, not the means. You are meant for each other, but apart you will do well. Yet, together, you will be the strongest, and we need you to be strong. The next six months will be trying, the Aleva will pull hard at Hermione, and you must be a voice of reason. You must protect her."
"I have no choice." Draco said a little defensive.
"No, Draco, you always have a choice. That is why Ron and Harry are here still. If you do not wish to do this, then one of them will. But this is the way it should be. The choice, yet, is yours, Mr. Malfoy."
Harry walked in. "We're Ready, Professor."
Snape walked into the common room, watching the three Giffindor scurrying around a pallet on the floor, moving furniture, and then taking off their robes to their uniform, making themselves comfortable.
Dumbledore came downstairs. The students looked up to him. "Ginny, Help Hermione get dressed, please?" She ran upstairs to help, and the boys still stared at their professor. "Ginny will help you with technique?"
Harry nodded. "I told her what I was doing, and she said that she would be able to help."
"Good. Ron, you will be their eyes. Tell them when to open their eyes when everything else is done."
Ron nodded, and pulled over two pillows on the floor in front of the couch, which was were Ron would be able to see Hermione's face from. Harry sat down and looked at Ron. They were both worried, and when their heard footsteps on the stairs, they saw Draco coming down, Carrying Hermione, with Ginny close behind.
Snape looked at Hermione, worried as well. Dumbledore had told him this would happen. 'She isn't going to make it with out a companion,' he thought, and then realized that Draco would be her companion. The two had dressed alike, in black cotton pants, with Draco shirtless and Hermione in a halter top that tied on her back, that it could be untied when the wings came in. 'The dragon and the Griffiness, what a combination.' Snape thought as he walked over to his place on the right side of the pallet. Dumbledore kneeled on the left side. Snape handed Hermione the antidote, and then pulled another vile from behind his back. "For the pain, when this is done." He sat the second on the floor behind him. Dumbledore nodded to Harry and Ginny, who closed their eyes.
"Is every one ready? Ron, as soon as she starts to lay down, tell them." Ron nodded, his eyes not leaving Hermione. "Ms. Granger," Dumbledore spoke softly, "are you ready for this? Draco?"
They both nodded, Draco squeezing Hermione's hands gentle.
"Very good. You may begin once you have felt the room close." Dumbledore and Snape hummed softly. She looked at Ron, who nodded, and Draco, to smiled, and then downed the liquid. She lay down, with Draco right in front of her, laying on his stomach.
"Now." Ron said. Suddenly, Hermione yelped out in pain and Draco groaned. Draco heard Hermione's skin ripping, and she screamed. Pain shot up and down both their bodies. Draco looked to see golden wings unfold from her back, dripping in blood. Pain shot again as they unfolded, and he saw, felt, her back begin to heal around them. Then his head started spinning. He was seeing flashes of memories, Hermione's memories. She was sitting on her father's knees as he read to her; Serenity pushing her on a swing in the sunlight; a woman pushing her to dance with a boy she hated. He saw Fred Weasley, kissing Hermione, holding her tight in intimate embraces, kissing every inch of her. He saw the Smile on Ron's face when she kissed him goodbye at the Borrow. All her memories, good and bad, were flooding his brain.
Hermione's pain mixed with the memories of Draco's childhood. She saw his mother, bright hair, and soft eyes, like a mouse in a cage. She saw Draco's life of pure blood nurses teaching him what parents should have. She saw him, lying in his father's dungeon; the times he stared at her in hate, then curiosity, then affection.
Everything in the past was given to the other; their secrets and pains were shared. Hermione whimpered her back aching. Draco nodded to her, letting go of her hands. He spoke softly. "She's done. You can stop."
Ron repeated this to Harry and Ginny, and when they opened their eyes, they saw Hermione Granger lying in front of them, with a newly acquired 9-foot wingspan. Ginny hid her face against Ron, for the Feathers were soaked in blood. Harry ran upstairs, grabbing a buck and a rag, and went to her, cleaning her wings.
Dumbledore and Snape relaxed, watching Harry clean her off, while Hermione slept. Draco was dozing off. "Severus, it is done. Now, we have to cope."
"I know. She will need to learn how to hide them, first. Until she is comfortable..."
"Halloween, she will appear as she really is. Her private tutor will come then, and all will be fine. I know enough to teach her how to live with them."
"And the nightmares that are sure to come?"
"Those she must deal herself, as will Mr. Draco."
Ginny walked over with Ron, Grabbing an extra cloth and helping clean Hermione off. When Ginny looked down, she saw Draco had slash marks on his back, and with slight touches, she cleaned those too. "Ron, Harry, I don't think Draco will be the same, anymore."
"He's got a soul." Ron said. "He's just buried it for a while."
"This will be very interesting."
"I expect you to help MR. Malfoy and Ms. Granger with the lessons until they can attend class." Dumbledore spoke softly, watching Hermione closely for any signs of distress. The two seventh years nodded.
"No one knows about this, she will appear in her full form on Halloween, but until that night, she is the old Hermione. She will always be the old Hermione."
"Will the teachers know?"
"They will be informed that both she and Draco are ill, and that you are aiding them in keeping up with their school work. You will not be deducted points for it." Hermione's wings were clean, and Ginny had finished Draco's back.
"She'll need a shower." Ginny said.
"You will help her?"
"Of course, Professor." Snape handed Ginny the second vile. "It comes out like jelly. Gently rub it into her back and Draco's back as well. Twice a day." Ginny nodded. "We are leaving a direct link to us. The bell on the table, if you ring it, we will be here as quick as possible." "What about her sister?" Harry spoke. "I don't think she should be around Hermione." "Serenity will arrive on Halloween, and not a day before. If she does, I will tell her to leave. The Head's room will be secure. No one but us here and Madame Pomfrey can enter with out being verbal invited." Dumbledore looked almost angry. "But outside of here?" "Serenity is powerful, but she will not attack students. It is apart of a code of conduct by the Aleva. Hermione is still my student, and there for can not be taken from me with out my permission. Now, rub that one them for us, and we will awaken both of them."
Chapter Fifteen
"I hope you know what you're doing, Albus. You could destroy everything we sought." Serenity glared. And then looked to Hermione. "You are too powerful to not be under some one of the Ezil Wis." "You once said for me to have faith, Aleva-Reia." Hermione spoke softly, still leaning against Draco. Serenity huffed, and left, the young man quickly following her. Once Dumbledore was sure they were gone, he turned to the students. "You all are excused from classes today. Ron, please go to Snape, tell him to bring the antidote, and that we are helping Ms. Granger in her coming out, clear?" Ron nodded, jumping off the bed and hurrying out the door. "Ginny, please get the extra blankets that are in the bathroom, along with a few sets of sheets. Hermione will need a pallet on the floor in the common room. Can you make it?" "Of course, Professor." Ginny hurried into the bath, closing the door behind her. "What about us?" Harry asked. "There are three spells that need to be done. One takes two wizards. I have you rely on you and Mr. Malfoy to do the others. Yours, Harry, is a spell to bind Hermione to the floor, so she cannot roll and hurt herself. A meditation technique that was briefly covered in charms. You will point you wand at Hermione, and close your eyes. You will imagine a rope of silk/steel binding Hermione to the floor. You must keep concentration, and you cannot stop, no matter what happens. Go and Mediate on this Harry, you must be Quick and Precise." Harry nodded, and Draco patted him on the back. Harry looked to Hermione. "You can trust me, Mia. I won't fail." "I know Harry, failing in protecting some one isn't something you can do." Harry nodded, and left the room. "Potter! Use my room for quiet." Draco said, smiling a bit. Harry turned around, a friendly smile returned. Dumbledore looked proud. "And me, Professor?" Draco said.
"Once all who are here come in, Snape and I will lock this room tight, even cutting off the floe. No one will be able to enter, or exit."
"How does this concern me?"
Hermione spoke softly. "You're the Wizard companion he has chosen for me."
Draco looked at Dumbledore., who nodded and explained. "During the making of the Ezil Wis, pure Ezil Wis, a wizard is joined to her. Ezil Wis only have the power to heal, and need some one who can protect and fight for them. Even though Hermione is both, and can protect herself, the making is painful, and she cannot bear it alone. It has never been done, and I am not willing to experiment. You will join hands with her, you will feel her pain. You and Hermione will share memories of life with each other. And from this day on, you will be able to hear one another at will. Spending time apart won't hurt you, but you will feel a piece missing when the other is gone."
Draco nodded, but was still confused. "Why me? Why not potter?"
Hermione answered. "Harry can't. He has enough with having to defeat Voldemort. He needs his power to that."
"Mr. Malfoy, destines aren't set in stone. Oracles only tell the ending, not the means. You are meant for each other, but apart you will do well. Yet, together, you will be the strongest, and we need you to be strong. The next six months will be trying, the Aleva will pull hard at Hermione, and you must be a voice of reason. You must protect her."
"I have no choice." Draco said a little defensive.
"No, Draco, you always have a choice. That is why Ron and Harry are here still. If you do not wish to do this, then one of them will. But this is the way it should be. The choice, yet, is yours, Mr. Malfoy."
Harry walked in. "We're Ready, Professor."
Snape walked into the common room, watching the three Giffindor scurrying around a pallet on the floor, moving furniture, and then taking off their robes to their uniform, making themselves comfortable.
Dumbledore came downstairs. The students looked up to him. "Ginny, Help Hermione get dressed, please?" She ran upstairs to help, and the boys still stared at their professor. "Ginny will help you with technique?"
Harry nodded. "I told her what I was doing, and she said that she would be able to help."
"Good. Ron, you will be their eyes. Tell them when to open their eyes when everything else is done."
Ron nodded, and pulled over two pillows on the floor in front of the couch, which was were Ron would be able to see Hermione's face from. Harry sat down and looked at Ron. They were both worried, and when their heard footsteps on the stairs, they saw Draco coming down, Carrying Hermione, with Ginny close behind.
Snape looked at Hermione, worried as well. Dumbledore had told him this would happen. 'She isn't going to make it with out a companion,' he thought, and then realized that Draco would be her companion. The two had dressed alike, in black cotton pants, with Draco shirtless and Hermione in a halter top that tied on her back, that it could be untied when the wings came in. 'The dragon and the Griffiness, what a combination.' Snape thought as he walked over to his place on the right side of the pallet. Dumbledore kneeled on the left side. Snape handed Hermione the antidote, and then pulled another vile from behind his back. "For the pain, when this is done." He sat the second on the floor behind him. Dumbledore nodded to Harry and Ginny, who closed their eyes.
"Is every one ready? Ron, as soon as she starts to lay down, tell them." Ron nodded, his eyes not leaving Hermione. "Ms. Granger," Dumbledore spoke softly, "are you ready for this? Draco?"
They both nodded, Draco squeezing Hermione's hands gentle.
"Very good. You may begin once you have felt the room close." Dumbledore and Snape hummed softly. She looked at Ron, who nodded, and Draco, to smiled, and then downed the liquid. She lay down, with Draco right in front of her, laying on his stomach.
"Now." Ron said. Suddenly, Hermione yelped out in pain and Draco groaned. Draco heard Hermione's skin ripping, and she screamed. Pain shot up and down both their bodies. Draco looked to see golden wings unfold from her back, dripping in blood. Pain shot again as they unfolded, and he saw, felt, her back begin to heal around them. Then his head started spinning. He was seeing flashes of memories, Hermione's memories. She was sitting on her father's knees as he read to her; Serenity pushing her on a swing in the sunlight; a woman pushing her to dance with a boy she hated. He saw Fred Weasley, kissing Hermione, holding her tight in intimate embraces, kissing every inch of her. He saw the Smile on Ron's face when she kissed him goodbye at the Borrow. All her memories, good and bad, were flooding his brain.
Hermione's pain mixed with the memories of Draco's childhood. She saw his mother, bright hair, and soft eyes, like a mouse in a cage. She saw Draco's life of pure blood nurses teaching him what parents should have. She saw him, lying in his father's dungeon; the times he stared at her in hate, then curiosity, then affection.
Everything in the past was given to the other; their secrets and pains were shared. Hermione whimpered her back aching. Draco nodded to her, letting go of her hands. He spoke softly. "She's done. You can stop."
Ron repeated this to Harry and Ginny, and when they opened their eyes, they saw Hermione Granger lying in front of them, with a newly acquired 9-foot wingspan. Ginny hid her face against Ron, for the Feathers were soaked in blood. Harry ran upstairs, grabbing a buck and a rag, and went to her, cleaning her wings.
Dumbledore and Snape relaxed, watching Harry clean her off, while Hermione slept. Draco was dozing off. "Severus, it is done. Now, we have to cope."
"I know. She will need to learn how to hide them, first. Until she is comfortable..."
"Halloween, she will appear as she really is. Her private tutor will come then, and all will be fine. I know enough to teach her how to live with them."
"And the nightmares that are sure to come?"
"Those she must deal herself, as will Mr. Draco."
Ginny walked over with Ron, Grabbing an extra cloth and helping clean Hermione off. When Ginny looked down, she saw Draco had slash marks on his back, and with slight touches, she cleaned those too. "Ron, Harry, I don't think Draco will be the same, anymore."
"He's got a soul." Ron said. "He's just buried it for a while."
"This will be very interesting."
"I expect you to help MR. Malfoy and Ms. Granger with the lessons until they can attend class." Dumbledore spoke softly, watching Hermione closely for any signs of distress. The two seventh years nodded.
"No one knows about this, she will appear in her full form on Halloween, but until that night, she is the old Hermione. She will always be the old Hermione."
"Will the teachers know?"
"They will be informed that both she and Draco are ill, and that you are aiding them in keeping up with their school work. You will not be deducted points for it." Hermione's wings were clean, and Ginny had finished Draco's back.
"She'll need a shower." Ginny said.
"You will help her?"
"Of course, Professor." Snape handed Ginny the second vile. "It comes out like jelly. Gently rub it into her back and Draco's back as well. Twice a day." Ginny nodded. "We are leaving a direct link to us. The bell on the table, if you ring it, we will be here as quick as possible." "What about her sister?" Harry spoke. "I don't think she should be around Hermione." "Serenity will arrive on Halloween, and not a day before. If she does, I will tell her to leave. The Head's room will be secure. No one but us here and Madame Pomfrey can enter with out being verbal invited." Dumbledore looked almost angry. "But outside of here?" "Serenity is powerful, but she will not attack students. It is apart of a code of conduct by the Aleva. Hermione is still my student, and there for can not be taken from me with out my permission. Now, rub that one them for us, and we will awaken both of them."