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story. It is purely fanfiction.
Chapter 17
Learning New Things
The next week went by slow. And by time the weekend came around they had a boatload of homework. Potions on Monday was, like usual, horrible. They were getting into more complicated brewing. Since the invisibility potion had to simmer for a month they had begun working on the Mind-Reading Potion. They had to do extensive research on how to brew it because Snape wasn't going to tell them anything about it.
Then they had DADA homework too. Professor Ashkevron had given them projects on different races in a certain dimension. Cleo was supposed to do Man, Mêlée got orcs, Curania got elves, and A'lira got hobbits, or half- lings. And the project was due next class. They also had to practice The Sowpurkus Spell for transfiguration and a write 2-foot paper on The Soariumus Charm for Charms class.
It was finally Friday though and Cleo, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were in the Gryffindor common room working on homework. Cleo was working on the Sowpurkus Spell at the moment after finishing the Charms essay. She pointed her wand at the object that looked like an ear of some sort that lay in front of her on the coffee table. She tapped the ear and said "Sowpurkus!" the ear changed into a nice brown leather wallet. She threw done her wand.
"I give up! It keeps coming out as a wallet! What am I doing wrong? I never do this bad with spells." She complained. "Hermione, did you get it?" she asked Hermione who was working on her DADA essay. She happened to be doing the Man of the Rohan instead of Gondor like Cleo.
"Huh? Oh yeah. I get this beautiful blue silk purse with pink pearls laced onto it. It's so pretty. Do you want me to show you?" Hermione asked. Cleo was about to object when Hermione went ahead and turned Cleo's extra ear into the beautiful purse she had just described. Cleo still was fuming when a second year ran into the common room and right up to her.
"Y.you c.Cleo black?" he asked.
"Yeah." Cleo answered not looking at him.
"P.professor McGonagall wants to see you. She said it was important." He panted.
After reassuring Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione that she wasn't in trouble, Cleo hurried down to the transfiguration classroom. When she got there she noticed that her sisters were also there. Professor McGonagall was sitting at her desk waiting for her.
"Good, you are all here." She said seriously. "How was your last lesson with the Camerons?"
"Um.okay." Cleo answered.
"Good, now your next class will be tomorrow at the same place and time as last week. Alright?" she said. When they all nodded she continued. "Then off to bed you go."
The girls looked at each other and turned to leave when they heard McGonagall's voice again. "Oh, and girls." They turned to her. "Remember tell no one about this whole situation. They nodded and left. They didn't say much to each other, being as tired as they all were and having to get up early the next morning. They said their goodnights and headed in the directions of their dormitories. When Cleo reached the Gryffindor common room she had a welcoming party of questions from her friends.
"What did McGonagall want?" Harry asked.
"Are you in trouble for something?" Hermione inquired.
"Wha." Ron was about to ask something else when Cleo finally spoke up and answered them.
"I had asked if I could do anything for extra credit. She called me to her office just now to tell me that I could take an extra lesson tomorrow morning as extra credit." She lied convincingly.
"Oh." Was the reply.
"Okay. I have to get up early tomorrow so I am going to go to bed. G'night." Cleo said as she headed upstairs to her dormitory.
The next morning Cleo woke up bright and early, got dressed, and headed down to the Great Hall to meet her sisters for an early breakfast. A'lira and Curania were already there when she arrived. Empty plates and goblets were placed in front of them. Cleo joined them and another empty plate appeared. Soon after she sat down Mêlée also walked through the door. As soon as Mêlée sat down food appeared on the empty plates and they all ate in silence.
After they finished two helpings of scrambled eggs, toast, grits (which they had taught the house elves to make), bacon, sausage, and milk, they began the trek to the dungeons. They had just made it to Dungeon 4 when they began to hear the beginnings of movement from the students.
When they arrived, Rosalind wasn't anywhere in sight. However, Jason was there waiting for them. He sat in a large red chair in front of the still empty fireplace, facing them. His golden eyes seemed to bore into each one of their very souls. They looked around the room for a moment. It was as cold and desolate as last week, except for a giant grandfather clock that now stood by the door.
"Well, I must admit you are here on time." He began. "I seriously doubt that it will be come a constant." He stood up and walked closer to them. "Last lesson you searched for your inner center. For those of you who succeeded, you will begin private one-hour lessons. Those of you who did not, you will continue to work on it with Mrs. Cameron."
Cleo raised her hand and Jason looked annoyed. "Yes?" he said irritably.
"What are the rest of us to do while you are working with the one?" she asked cautiously.
"Because he has the power to rearrange time." Rosalind's voice came front the doorway. The sisters turned to watch her come in.
"WHA.?" the girls asked at once.
Rosalind smiled and continued, "You won't know the difference."
"oh." They muttered softly.
"I would rather you not have told them that." Jason snapped.
"You'll get over it." Rosalind said sweetly. "Now first of all only Cleo and A'lira will be working with Jason. Curania and Mêlée will be working with me because I am an Air master and fire and earth are two things I cannot even touch much less teach but water is similar enough to air that I can help."
Jason rolled his large wolf eyes and pointed his hand to the grandfather clock on the wall. The girls watched entranced as the clock's hands began spinning faster and faster and faster. Cleo began feeling very dizzy and looked away and instead surveyed the room. Her sisters had disappeared so had Rosalind. She was left in the cold dungeon with only the man with a wolf for a head and she began to feel very nervous.
Jason stared at her until she was on the verge of breaking down in tears before beginning the lesson. "This is how the lessons will proceed from now on. While your sisters are great allies you must learn to live without them in the case that they are taken from you. Your enemies can also use them in order to weaken you if you are too closely tied to them. In these times it is good to have powerful allies but if those allies fail you or are lost you must be able to continue fighting."
While he was giving his lecture he had begun walking to the empty fireplace. Cleo had instinctively followed him as he walked. "Now, light a fire." He ordered.
"How?" she asked cautiously.
Jason looked annoyed. "Concentrate on creating a spark in the center of the hearth." He snapped.
Cleo looked from him to the center of the fireplace and back a few times. Jason turned his back on her and the large chair that he had been sitting in when she and her sisters had arrived. It was still facing the front door. Her eyes widened as the chair floated up into the air and spun around in fast circles before landing gracefully facing her and the fireplace. Jason hadn't seemed to notice as he sat down.
Cleo had seen amazing things before being a witch and all but the person doing all the amazing things was using a wand. She had never seen Jason use a wand. Still shocked, she didn't realize that she was staring at him until he spoke.
"Miss Black! Concentrate on the task at hand."
story. It is purely fanfiction.
Chapter 17
Learning New Things
The next week went by slow. And by time the weekend came around they had a boatload of homework. Potions on Monday was, like usual, horrible. They were getting into more complicated brewing. Since the invisibility potion had to simmer for a month they had begun working on the Mind-Reading Potion. They had to do extensive research on how to brew it because Snape wasn't going to tell them anything about it.
Then they had DADA homework too. Professor Ashkevron had given them projects on different races in a certain dimension. Cleo was supposed to do Man, Mêlée got orcs, Curania got elves, and A'lira got hobbits, or half- lings. And the project was due next class. They also had to practice The Sowpurkus Spell for transfiguration and a write 2-foot paper on The Soariumus Charm for Charms class.
It was finally Friday though and Cleo, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were in the Gryffindor common room working on homework. Cleo was working on the Sowpurkus Spell at the moment after finishing the Charms essay. She pointed her wand at the object that looked like an ear of some sort that lay in front of her on the coffee table. She tapped the ear and said "Sowpurkus!" the ear changed into a nice brown leather wallet. She threw done her wand.
"I give up! It keeps coming out as a wallet! What am I doing wrong? I never do this bad with spells." She complained. "Hermione, did you get it?" she asked Hermione who was working on her DADA essay. She happened to be doing the Man of the Rohan instead of Gondor like Cleo.
"Huh? Oh yeah. I get this beautiful blue silk purse with pink pearls laced onto it. It's so pretty. Do you want me to show you?" Hermione asked. Cleo was about to object when Hermione went ahead and turned Cleo's extra ear into the beautiful purse she had just described. Cleo still was fuming when a second year ran into the common room and right up to her.
"Y.you c.Cleo black?" he asked.
"Yeah." Cleo answered not looking at him.
"P.professor McGonagall wants to see you. She said it was important." He panted.
After reassuring Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione that she wasn't in trouble, Cleo hurried down to the transfiguration classroom. When she got there she noticed that her sisters were also there. Professor McGonagall was sitting at her desk waiting for her.
"Good, you are all here." She said seriously. "How was your last lesson with the Camerons?"
"Um.okay." Cleo answered.
"Good, now your next class will be tomorrow at the same place and time as last week. Alright?" she said. When they all nodded she continued. "Then off to bed you go."
The girls looked at each other and turned to leave when they heard McGonagall's voice again. "Oh, and girls." They turned to her. "Remember tell no one about this whole situation. They nodded and left. They didn't say much to each other, being as tired as they all were and having to get up early the next morning. They said their goodnights and headed in the directions of their dormitories. When Cleo reached the Gryffindor common room she had a welcoming party of questions from her friends.
"What did McGonagall want?" Harry asked.
"Are you in trouble for something?" Hermione inquired.
"Wha." Ron was about to ask something else when Cleo finally spoke up and answered them.
"I had asked if I could do anything for extra credit. She called me to her office just now to tell me that I could take an extra lesson tomorrow morning as extra credit." She lied convincingly.
"Oh." Was the reply.
"Okay. I have to get up early tomorrow so I am going to go to bed. G'night." Cleo said as she headed upstairs to her dormitory.
The next morning Cleo woke up bright and early, got dressed, and headed down to the Great Hall to meet her sisters for an early breakfast. A'lira and Curania were already there when she arrived. Empty plates and goblets were placed in front of them. Cleo joined them and another empty plate appeared. Soon after she sat down Mêlée also walked through the door. As soon as Mêlée sat down food appeared on the empty plates and they all ate in silence.
After they finished two helpings of scrambled eggs, toast, grits (which they had taught the house elves to make), bacon, sausage, and milk, they began the trek to the dungeons. They had just made it to Dungeon 4 when they began to hear the beginnings of movement from the students.
When they arrived, Rosalind wasn't anywhere in sight. However, Jason was there waiting for them. He sat in a large red chair in front of the still empty fireplace, facing them. His golden eyes seemed to bore into each one of their very souls. They looked around the room for a moment. It was as cold and desolate as last week, except for a giant grandfather clock that now stood by the door.
"Well, I must admit you are here on time." He began. "I seriously doubt that it will be come a constant." He stood up and walked closer to them. "Last lesson you searched for your inner center. For those of you who succeeded, you will begin private one-hour lessons. Those of you who did not, you will continue to work on it with Mrs. Cameron."
Cleo raised her hand and Jason looked annoyed. "Yes?" he said irritably.
"What are the rest of us to do while you are working with the one?" she asked cautiously.
"Because he has the power to rearrange time." Rosalind's voice came front the doorway. The sisters turned to watch her come in.
"WHA.?" the girls asked at once.
Rosalind smiled and continued, "You won't know the difference."
"oh." They muttered softly.
"I would rather you not have told them that." Jason snapped.
"You'll get over it." Rosalind said sweetly. "Now first of all only Cleo and A'lira will be working with Jason. Curania and Mêlée will be working with me because I am an Air master and fire and earth are two things I cannot even touch much less teach but water is similar enough to air that I can help."
Jason rolled his large wolf eyes and pointed his hand to the grandfather clock on the wall. The girls watched entranced as the clock's hands began spinning faster and faster and faster. Cleo began feeling very dizzy and looked away and instead surveyed the room. Her sisters had disappeared so had Rosalind. She was left in the cold dungeon with only the man with a wolf for a head and she began to feel very nervous.
Jason stared at her until she was on the verge of breaking down in tears before beginning the lesson. "This is how the lessons will proceed from now on. While your sisters are great allies you must learn to live without them in the case that they are taken from you. Your enemies can also use them in order to weaken you if you are too closely tied to them. In these times it is good to have powerful allies but if those allies fail you or are lost you must be able to continue fighting."
While he was giving his lecture he had begun walking to the empty fireplace. Cleo had instinctively followed him as he walked. "Now, light a fire." He ordered.
"How?" she asked cautiously.
Jason looked annoyed. "Concentrate on creating a spark in the center of the hearth." He snapped.
Cleo looked from him to the center of the fireplace and back a few times. Jason turned his back on her and the large chair that he had been sitting in when she and her sisters had arrived. It was still facing the front door. Her eyes widened as the chair floated up into the air and spun around in fast circles before landing gracefully facing her and the fireplace. Jason hadn't seemed to notice as he sat down.
Cleo had seen amazing things before being a witch and all but the person doing all the amazing things was using a wand. She had never seen Jason use a wand. Still shocked, she didn't realize that she was staring at him until he spoke.
"Miss Black! Concentrate on the task at hand."