Ok... this chapter is pretty messed up, but its important... so, please be
gentle!
-.-words-.- is when voices are speaking in someone's head. -------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Jase stared as a spark flew from the wand and fire appeared from the tip. Everyone in the room laughed. "It's not an easy spell." Said Mr. Jamison "Hmm.... Lets see now... right, ok I got it. You have to focus all of your energy into the spell." Jase did as she was told, and a snake-like dragon slithered out of the wand. Jase looked at Mr. Jamison to see if she did it right, but he didn't seem pleased. "No... it shouldn't be like that. It should look more like liquid-silver then smoke. Try it again." She kept trying over, and over again, but it didn't come out right. Even though it never worked, she became more and more tired.
"Come on Jase, don't give up..." her teachers words seemed so distant now. 'I.... Must stay on my feet... once more.... I will get it this time... I have to' she repeated in her mind.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!!!!!" she yelled with all her might. With her now blurry vision, she saw a snake-like dragon slither out of her wand once again, but this time, it was gigantic and, as her teacher described, looked like liquid silver. It had long, pointy fangs that were longer then its own chin. She grinned weakly as her eyes slowly rolled back into her head, and she collapsed.
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Her eyes opened and found herself in a graveyard. She put her hand on her forearm and ran over the now black scar in the shape of the Dark Mark. 'DAMNIT! NOT AGAIN!' she thought, as she stared up at the shadowy figures surrounding her.
"Jase" hissed the leader, no doubt Voldemort. "Come join us. All the pain and sufferance you have felt will leave... all it takes is a bow. Bow down to me Jase and you will know what it's like to be free." She smirked and glared into his bright-red eyes, which were glowing within the shadows of his cloak.
"I think that you have 'freedom' and 'slavery' mixed up. All I see my parents doing is fussing weather or not you'll approve of their decision. If you want them to be free, then how about let them make up their OWN minds." A gasp went around.
"JASE!" snapped her grandmother "Stop being so rebellious, and come join us! We are family, wouldn't you like to be part of it?"
"Bow down to me Jase." He hissed, with his cold haunting voice. No response. "BOW TO ME I SAY!" still no response. "Fine, IMPERIO!" Jase started to feel as if all gravity had lifted itself from her and all the pain and worry had gone away. 'Not this again!' she thought
A cold and haunting voice popped into her head. -.-Bow down to me-.- It said. Jase felt as if a hand was pushing down on her back trying to make her bow.
-.-UGH!!!! NOT ANOTHER ONE!!!-.- Snapped another, louder, voice in back of her head.
-.-Bow to me!-.- the other voice repeated.
-.WHY DO I ALWAYS GET ANOTHER VOICE IN HERE!?! STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME BOW!! I BOW TO NO ONE!.-
-.-BOW TO ME!!-.-
-.-NEVER!-.- And with those words, all gravity seemed to have fallen down on her again.
"You have strong will power, a power strong enough to fight the imperious spell, but let's see what happens if we mix pain into this little situation. CRUSHIO!" yelled the Dark Lord once more. Suddenly, Jase felt as if every bone in her body was being shifted, twisted and broken. She fell to her knees and clenched her fists so strong, that they started to shake. 'You will not cry or scream. You will fight the pain. Do not show them how much this hurts. Think about good thoughts... being with friends... getting that record deal you were promised before you had to move...' she thought to herself. She heard him mutter a spell then say "Open your eyes, Jase. Hallucinations wont help you now... it's just a dream... wake up... open your eyes... open... open..." his voice was getting farther away by the second.
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"OPEN YOUR EYES JASE! WAKE UP!" shouted a voice in her ear. Her eyes snapped open as her back shot upwards, crashing her head into Harry's.
"CRAP!!!" She shouted with pain. She shook her head, and found herself sitting in a bed and with Mr. Jamison and Harry by her side.
"Yup, she's back to normal." Said Mr. Jamison, giving Jase a friendly hit on the head. She pushed a loud scream of pain and at that very moment, a haunting voice hissed in her head -.-Heh ehe... it worked...You will bow to me Jase... you cannot hide from me...-.- she slapped her hands over her head and shook it wildly, screaming "GO AWAY!"
"JASE!? What's wrong!? Hullo?! Anybody home?" Mr. Jamison said worriedly, knocking on her head.
"SNAP OUT OF IT!" growled Harry, and started shaking her, then slapping her in the face, but all he received was a punch in the stomach. He bent over and stared at Jase whose eyes became blank and expressionless...like a doll...
-.-Very good... now, KILL HIM!-.- Jase could do nothing but obey the voice. She tuned her face slowly towards Harry, then grabbed a knife and lunged at him.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?!" Screamed Harry, as he dodged the knife. Luckily she wasn't as fast while being controlled like a puppet.
"She is not thinking straight..." said an old, calm voice "You-know-Who is using her as his puppet. If he keeps doing so, he will destroy her life, and she will eventually give in to being a Death-Eater, like her parents."
-.-hm hm hm-.- Jase could here cold laughter -.-I'll deal with you later!-.- and the voice left.
"So what if both her parents are Death-eaters!" screamed Harry "Vol- You- Know-Who doesn't know who she is right? She has never seen him. Right?" Dumbledore looked down. "DUMBLEDORE!" Harry growled.
"You must swear to me, Harry, Benjamin, that you will NEVER tell another living soul about this." He said calmly.
Jase's eyes hurt as everything became clear again. "Wha-what happened?" she asked hoarsely. "HUH?!" her eyes widened when she realized she was sitting on top of Harry, ready to dig a knife into his chest. She let go of the knife and looked down shamefully... "Damn it! That bastard!" she ran her hand through her hair then punched the floor out of frustration. "I let him control me!"
Harry smiled up at her "It's ok... I know you meant no harm."
She glared at Mr. Jamison "this is YOUR fault! If you hadn't made me do the spell over a thousand times, this wouldn't have happened!"
"It is clear to me now... Jase, he now knows how to get into your mind. I'll put a spell to keep him away, but you mustn't pass out again, for the spell will leave immediately. Harry, Benjamin, you will keep an eye on her at all costs. Don't let her do anything that might put her in danger." Dumbledore put a hand on her head and mumbled a spell that she couldn't hear. "You should stay here for the night. Harry, go to your dorm, its already passed curfew. Benjamin, stay there until she falls asleep and maybe a bit after, just in case. See you in the morning, Jase." And with that, the three of them left the hospital wing.
"So... You-Know-Who really is chasing after you... that's gotta be tough." Said Mr. Jamison.
"Yeah..." she replied, lying down into the bed again.
"Do... do Juliana, Celeste and Rose know about this?"
"They know about my Death-Eater blood..."
"I meant do they know that You-Know-Who is chasing after you?"
"I'll owl them tomorrow." said Jase sleepily as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the Gryffindore common room:
"HARRY!!!! Oh Harry! We were so worried!" said Hermione wrapping her arms around him. "We haven't seen you since that JASE girl passed out... Harry?" she pulled away from him. His eyes were cold and looked right passed her.
"I must help her." He said in a monotone voice. "Voldemort is going after her and if I don't do something... she could become a slave to him..."
"Harry, she's a Death-Eater! She already is a slave to You-Know-Who." Said Ron, after the flinch went around the room.
"NO! You're wrong! She is trying to rebel! And if she falls... un...conscious..."he slowed down. He had to keep his word... even if he had to keep a secret from his best friends. "I had said too much already."
"Please don't do it Harry!" cried Hermoine "If You-Know-Who is going after her... he could get his wish and kill you if you help her!"
"I've gotten away from him once I could do it again!" he snapped. Hermione's eyes were filling with tears. "I- I'm sorry, but I must..." nothing could be heard except Hermione's sobs when Harry walked out of the common room.
"Why all the secrets Harry?!" Ron yelled after him "WHY!?!?"
"OH Ron! What can we do?!" she wailed as she buried her head into his chest.
"Well don't go crying on ME now! Find a pillow somewhere!" said Ron waving his hands around frantically. "Harry has done this many times before... he can definitely do it again!" Hermione looked up at him, her eyes were all red and puffy. "Wait a tick! Since when were you so worried about Harry? Wot happened to all the 'you can do it Harry' or the 'go get 'um Harry?'"
"I don't want him to die, Ron" she said, her nose now congested, "He is very important to me... I don't want to see him die over someone who doesn't even appreciate him!"
"AHA! The truth comes out!"
"Truth?"
Ron gave her a sly look "You're starting to have a wee crush on Harry aren't you?"
"WHAT?!" she growled
"Oh! Sorry... a HUGE crush!"
"RON, just because I'm worried about my BEST friend does NOT mean I'm getting a crush on him!"
"Yeah, but when you say something like 'He means so much to me' or 'I wont let him die over someone who doesn't appreciate him'... you start getting suspiciou- OW!!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" he screeched when Hermione, who had turned beat-red slapped him.
"STUPID JERK!!" and with that she stormed out the room.
Ron grunted as walked out the door, rubbing his cheek.
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Yea, yea, I know.... REALLY screwed up chapter that probably doesn't make sense! But, this is an important one... so.... Yea....
-.-words-.- is when voices are speaking in someone's head. -------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------
Jase stared as a spark flew from the wand and fire appeared from the tip. Everyone in the room laughed. "It's not an easy spell." Said Mr. Jamison "Hmm.... Lets see now... right, ok I got it. You have to focus all of your energy into the spell." Jase did as she was told, and a snake-like dragon slithered out of the wand. Jase looked at Mr. Jamison to see if she did it right, but he didn't seem pleased. "No... it shouldn't be like that. It should look more like liquid-silver then smoke. Try it again." She kept trying over, and over again, but it didn't come out right. Even though it never worked, she became more and more tired.
"Come on Jase, don't give up..." her teachers words seemed so distant now. 'I.... Must stay on my feet... once more.... I will get it this time... I have to' she repeated in her mind.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!!!!!!" she yelled with all her might. With her now blurry vision, she saw a snake-like dragon slither out of her wand once again, but this time, it was gigantic and, as her teacher described, looked like liquid silver. It had long, pointy fangs that were longer then its own chin. She grinned weakly as her eyes slowly rolled back into her head, and she collapsed.
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Her eyes opened and found herself in a graveyard. She put her hand on her forearm and ran over the now black scar in the shape of the Dark Mark. 'DAMNIT! NOT AGAIN!' she thought, as she stared up at the shadowy figures surrounding her.
"Jase" hissed the leader, no doubt Voldemort. "Come join us. All the pain and sufferance you have felt will leave... all it takes is a bow. Bow down to me Jase and you will know what it's like to be free." She smirked and glared into his bright-red eyes, which were glowing within the shadows of his cloak.
"I think that you have 'freedom' and 'slavery' mixed up. All I see my parents doing is fussing weather or not you'll approve of their decision. If you want them to be free, then how about let them make up their OWN minds." A gasp went around.
"JASE!" snapped her grandmother "Stop being so rebellious, and come join us! We are family, wouldn't you like to be part of it?"
"Bow down to me Jase." He hissed, with his cold haunting voice. No response. "BOW TO ME I SAY!" still no response. "Fine, IMPERIO!" Jase started to feel as if all gravity had lifted itself from her and all the pain and worry had gone away. 'Not this again!' she thought
A cold and haunting voice popped into her head. -.-Bow down to me-.- It said. Jase felt as if a hand was pushing down on her back trying to make her bow.
-.-UGH!!!! NOT ANOTHER ONE!!!-.- Snapped another, louder, voice in back of her head.
-.-Bow to me!-.- the other voice repeated.
-.WHY DO I ALWAYS GET ANOTHER VOICE IN HERE!?! STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME BOW!! I BOW TO NO ONE!.-
-.-BOW TO ME!!-.-
-.-NEVER!-.- And with those words, all gravity seemed to have fallen down on her again.
"You have strong will power, a power strong enough to fight the imperious spell, but let's see what happens if we mix pain into this little situation. CRUSHIO!" yelled the Dark Lord once more. Suddenly, Jase felt as if every bone in her body was being shifted, twisted and broken. She fell to her knees and clenched her fists so strong, that they started to shake. 'You will not cry or scream. You will fight the pain. Do not show them how much this hurts. Think about good thoughts... being with friends... getting that record deal you were promised before you had to move...' she thought to herself. She heard him mutter a spell then say "Open your eyes, Jase. Hallucinations wont help you now... it's just a dream... wake up... open your eyes... open... open..." his voice was getting farther away by the second.
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"OPEN YOUR EYES JASE! WAKE UP!" shouted a voice in her ear. Her eyes snapped open as her back shot upwards, crashing her head into Harry's.
"CRAP!!!" She shouted with pain. She shook her head, and found herself sitting in a bed and with Mr. Jamison and Harry by her side.
"Yup, she's back to normal." Said Mr. Jamison, giving Jase a friendly hit on the head. She pushed a loud scream of pain and at that very moment, a haunting voice hissed in her head -.-Heh ehe... it worked...You will bow to me Jase... you cannot hide from me...-.- she slapped her hands over her head and shook it wildly, screaming "GO AWAY!"
"JASE!? What's wrong!? Hullo?! Anybody home?" Mr. Jamison said worriedly, knocking on her head.
"SNAP OUT OF IT!" growled Harry, and started shaking her, then slapping her in the face, but all he received was a punch in the stomach. He bent over and stared at Jase whose eyes became blank and expressionless...like a doll...
-.-Very good... now, KILL HIM!-.- Jase could do nothing but obey the voice. She tuned her face slowly towards Harry, then grabbed a knife and lunged at him.
"WHAT'S HAPPENING?!?!" Screamed Harry, as he dodged the knife. Luckily she wasn't as fast while being controlled like a puppet.
"She is not thinking straight..." said an old, calm voice "You-know-Who is using her as his puppet. If he keeps doing so, he will destroy her life, and she will eventually give in to being a Death-Eater, like her parents."
-.-hm hm hm-.- Jase could here cold laughter -.-I'll deal with you later!-.- and the voice left.
"So what if both her parents are Death-eaters!" screamed Harry "Vol- You- Know-Who doesn't know who she is right? She has never seen him. Right?" Dumbledore looked down. "DUMBLEDORE!" Harry growled.
"You must swear to me, Harry, Benjamin, that you will NEVER tell another living soul about this." He said calmly.
Jase's eyes hurt as everything became clear again. "Wha-what happened?" she asked hoarsely. "HUH?!" her eyes widened when she realized she was sitting on top of Harry, ready to dig a knife into his chest. She let go of the knife and looked down shamefully... "Damn it! That bastard!" she ran her hand through her hair then punched the floor out of frustration. "I let him control me!"
Harry smiled up at her "It's ok... I know you meant no harm."
She glared at Mr. Jamison "this is YOUR fault! If you hadn't made me do the spell over a thousand times, this wouldn't have happened!"
"It is clear to me now... Jase, he now knows how to get into your mind. I'll put a spell to keep him away, but you mustn't pass out again, for the spell will leave immediately. Harry, Benjamin, you will keep an eye on her at all costs. Don't let her do anything that might put her in danger." Dumbledore put a hand on her head and mumbled a spell that she couldn't hear. "You should stay here for the night. Harry, go to your dorm, its already passed curfew. Benjamin, stay there until she falls asleep and maybe a bit after, just in case. See you in the morning, Jase." And with that, the three of them left the hospital wing.
"So... You-Know-Who really is chasing after you... that's gotta be tough." Said Mr. Jamison.
"Yeah..." she replied, lying down into the bed again.
"Do... do Juliana, Celeste and Rose know about this?"
"They know about my Death-Eater blood..."
"I meant do they know that You-Know-Who is chasing after you?"
"I'll owl them tomorrow." said Jase sleepily as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In the Gryffindore common room:
"HARRY!!!! Oh Harry! We were so worried!" said Hermione wrapping her arms around him. "We haven't seen you since that JASE girl passed out... Harry?" she pulled away from him. His eyes were cold and looked right passed her.
"I must help her." He said in a monotone voice. "Voldemort is going after her and if I don't do something... she could become a slave to him..."
"Harry, she's a Death-Eater! She already is a slave to You-Know-Who." Said Ron, after the flinch went around the room.
"NO! You're wrong! She is trying to rebel! And if she falls... un...conscious..."he slowed down. He had to keep his word... even if he had to keep a secret from his best friends. "I had said too much already."
"Please don't do it Harry!" cried Hermoine "If You-Know-Who is going after her... he could get his wish and kill you if you help her!"
"I've gotten away from him once I could do it again!" he snapped. Hermione's eyes were filling with tears. "I- I'm sorry, but I must..." nothing could be heard except Hermione's sobs when Harry walked out of the common room.
"Why all the secrets Harry?!" Ron yelled after him "WHY!?!?"
"OH Ron! What can we do?!" she wailed as she buried her head into his chest.
"Well don't go crying on ME now! Find a pillow somewhere!" said Ron waving his hands around frantically. "Harry has done this many times before... he can definitely do it again!" Hermione looked up at him, her eyes were all red and puffy. "Wait a tick! Since when were you so worried about Harry? Wot happened to all the 'you can do it Harry' or the 'go get 'um Harry?'"
"I don't want him to die, Ron" she said, her nose now congested, "He is very important to me... I don't want to see him die over someone who doesn't even appreciate him!"
"AHA! The truth comes out!"
"Truth?"
Ron gave her a sly look "You're starting to have a wee crush on Harry aren't you?"
"WHAT?!" she growled
"Oh! Sorry... a HUGE crush!"
"RON, just because I'm worried about my BEST friend does NOT mean I'm getting a crush on him!"
"Yeah, but when you say something like 'He means so much to me' or 'I wont let him die over someone who doesn't appreciate him'... you start getting suspiciou- OW!!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" he screeched when Hermione, who had turned beat-red slapped him.
"STUPID JERK!!" and with that she stormed out the room.
Ron grunted as walked out the door, rubbing his cheek.
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Yea, yea, I know.... REALLY screwed up chapter that probably doesn't make sense! But, this is an important one... so.... Yea....