A/N: when Hermione sings, it's in Bold, when Dami sings, it's in italics. Underlined when together
Chapter Twenty Two
Hermione, Dami and Ginny were dizzy by the time the boys lead them back to their seats. Albus and Athos smiled at the girls, and then stared straight ahead. The cri came forward to them. Hermione held her breathe, and Dami grabbed Ron's hand and held it tight. The Cri was aged, but Beautiful. Her white hair brushed the floor, and her eyes spoke of many years. She wore a long white dress with bell sleeves to match her purely white wings. Albus and Athos stood when she approached, motioning to Ron and Draco to do the same. She wore a white feather in her hair, symbolizing the Aleva..
"May I help you, Cri?"
"Yes, Albus, you may. I have come to claim my Ezil Wis. They must be trained. You know how it is. I know that you are not happy to depart from them, but they will return, soon." She said soon like and after thought.
Hermione stood slowly, grabbing Albus's arm. He nodded and spoke, "It is not my decision."
Albus, you cannot expect children to make such a decision. You must do what is right."
Hermione began to get angry, but hid it. She spoke slowly, her voice calm and unwavering. "Though your invitation is very kind, my sister and I believe it is in our best interest to keep distance between the Aleva and our heritage. We know that you do not look highly on crossing the lines of race. We do not wish to leave our home here."
Cri glanced at Hermione, then Dami, who was still holding tightly to Ron's hand. "But your home is with the Aleva, child."
Hermione nodded, "perhaps the Aleva-Reia has not informed you that I am not a child, Cri. I am of adult age in the wizarding world."
"You are not of the Wizarding world."
Dami spoke then. "No, you're right. We are more of the muggle world. But this has become our world, and we do not wish to leave it."
"You attachment is to people, not place. They may visit you..."
Hermione cut her off. "My sister and I believe that our companions are our soul mates. They will not leave our sides, not at your say," Hermione glanced to Lucius, "or any one else's. We are bound by making."
Cri chuckled softly. "You only repeat what you are told. Companions are protectors, not lovers."
Hermione looked her straight in the eye. "I beg to differ on that, Ma'am Cri."
"You will not even come to look at what you are missing here."
"We are missing nothing. We have each other, our family, our friends, and our companions. What more is there?"
"And when your wings ache for flight, who will teach you?"
A voice in the back of the room came from the Aleva's table. A small, brunette woman came forward, about 45 or 50, with wings of orange. "I will."
"Gwynth Tegwen!" The Cri hissed. "Return to your seat."
The girl smirked. "Hells spells. My sister's twins will be taught by an Ezil Wis, but not a Aleva." The girl took the large feather out of her hair, and tossing it into the air, the sign that she was done with the Aleva. Hermione grinned, pulled out her wand, and lit the feather on fire. "If my nieces, and Brothers in law, will have me here, I will teach."
"BETRAYAL!" Serenity shouted. "You are a curse on your family name, you..."
Gwynth cast her a look. "Listen here, Serenity Naomi Tegwen, I helped bring you into this forsaken world, and if you ever speak to be as such again, I will take you out of it."
Hermione and the students laughed at this. Hermione held a hand up to silence them, and spoke to Serenity. "No, Aleva-Reia, you are the curse on your family. Because you gave up your heart for power."
"No, sister! I gave up everything for you! The traveling, the world, I gave up to keep you alive!"
"Don't do me any favors."
Serenity looked hurt. She sat down, and Gwynth walked up to the stage. When she passed the Cri, the older woman grabbed her arm. "56 generations of pure Ezil Wis from your line, and you will kill it now?"
"It, and all else truly Ezil Wis, died when you became Cri." Gwynth walked up to Hermione, who hugged her. Dami walked over and joined the hug, and the crowd applauded. The Cri rotated, and signaled her Aleva to leave. The Cri turned back to see Albus right next to her. She hoarsely whispered. "You once loved my world..."
"You destroyed it."
"I will gain it all, you know that. I will never stop, not until I breathe my last breath."
"And I will always be here, Galerdeon, to stop you."
The Cri nodded, and left the hall. Albus smiled to the guests. "Please, don't let this slight unpleasant event ruin our evening. Damiana and Hermione are to sing for us a song that has been in the Tegwen Family for many years."
Hermione and Damiana Walked to stand in front of every one. And began their song: Can you hear it in my voice Was it something I let slip Does the whole world know Isn't it obvious?
I'm the one who's in control
Now i'm acting like a fool
Do my feelings show?
Is my face aglow?
Isn't it obvious?
That I don't know what
I'm doing anymore
I'm feeling like a little girl
Caught up in emotions
I'm out of control
Isn't it obvious?
Do you see my hands, they tremble
Wonder why I can't
Look you in the eyes
Don't know how long
I can keep this inside
Isn't it obvious?
That I don't know what I'm doing anymore
I'm feeling like a little girl
Caught up in emotions
I'm out of control
Isn't it obvious?
Suddenly these emotions are
In control of my heart
Can you see it in my eyes
Every glance, every smile
Must give me away
And I feel so much I can't hide
That I don't know what
I'm doing anymore
I'm feeling like a little girl
Caught up in emotions
I'm out of control
Isn't it obvious?
Every one clapped loud, especially the students. After they had gone on for a long time, with Hermione and Damiana standing there holding hands and smiling at each other, Athos raised a hand for silence. "My dearest brother would like to now announce two things. Those whoa re guest of Hogwarts, please retire to the courtyard, were you can relax better. Students under the sixth year, it is time for bed. The rest of you will be allowed to dance here until two am." The younger students groaned, but did as they were told, and the guest bustled out into the courtyard. Athos kissed each niece on the cheek, and held his arm out to Gwynth. "Shall we?"
"Of course."
Albus winked at the two girls, and followed every one who was leaving. The music began and Draco pulled Hermione against him, and Ron did the same to Damiana. The girls were still holding each other's hands, sharing each other's happiness.