Chapter Two
Isis held a pointed crystal over a glass ball muttering a spell under her breath. As the crystal glew red, the ball began to reveal images very slowly. Isis' eyes began to glaze over.
Suddenly, the crystal exploded. Isis cursed loudly and held her scarred hand. It had begun to bleed again. The old scars from numerous attempts had been opened, along with fresh ones from the recent attempt. It wasn't the first time that had happened. Every time Isis tried to find her friends by use of her crystal ball, the crystal would break, slicing her hand open in the process. Her left hand was damaged and swelling. That didn't matter to her...
Harry and Faylinn did...
Her father was trying as hard as he could. He worked with James diligently as well as Sirius. James seemed especially worried, because having lost one person dear to him; Remus had said he didn't want to see James lose another. Sirius wasn't doing well either. The loss of Faylinn seemed to be devastating to him and Isis almost thought she was starting to see gray hair...but only almost.
Remus though, had not been home for about a week. Isis was the very opposite. She had not left the back room of her home for a week. Her eyes were tired and dark circles inhabited under her eyes. Sirius had commented a few days back how much she looked like her father.
She grabbed the old bloody towel and pressed it on her palm. "Where are you Harry," she whispered into the darkness. A glowing green light from down the hall answered. Isis stiffened and reached for her wand, but winced at the pain in her left hand. Sirius stepped into view, the glowing light coming from a charm on his wrist.
"Damnit Sirius! You scared the shit out of me!" Sirius gave her a weak smile.
"Sorry, your dad told me to come and check on you,"
"Yes, well, I'm fine..." Isis stared at the charm, "What's that?"
"An Irius. It's made for almost all wizarding children at a parent's request. It shows her life force," Sirius held out his wrist, "The brighter it is the better. If it goes out..." Sirius shuddered and sat down on the couch across from her and noticed the bloody towel.
"Jesus Isis, you need to stop, you're going to kill yourself..."
"I can see something Siri," Isis confessed, "It's like a puddle...only for a second." Sirius looked down at his wrist and stared while Isis looked at his face.
"We'll find them..." He nodded sadly.
"Do you want anything...?" She asked trying anything to take his mind off the issue.
"A...brandy would be nice...," Isis smiled.
"Yes, of course..." As she was leaving Sirius alone, the only light in the room radiating off his wrist grew dimmer...
HP
Three death eaters had come in earlier that morning and chained Harry and Faylinn to the far wall. A witch with a cold laugh cast a spell to block Faylinn's wandless power, and then left them.
Harry watch helplessly as Faylinn was pulled out of the cell. He closed his eyes wondering what they were doing to his childhood friend.
"WHY?" He yelled, flinging his chained arm out as far as it would go, to no one in particular.
Why Harry, A cold, high voice echoed in his mind.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU SON OF A B-,"
Now, Harry, mind your language... Voldemort chided.
"You BASTARD!!" A scream echoed from somewhere in Harry's mind.
Now, Potter, mind your self or your little friend is going to feel your punishment for you...
Harry stopped and squirmed in his chains. "Let Fay go! She has nothing to do with this!!"
Oh, but she has everything to do with it...
Harry growled. "You bloody asshole! Leave her alone! You don't need her!!"
Voldemort's cold laughter filled his head. His scar began to burn. Harry sobered under the pain.
"What do you want..." said Harry silently, letting his head fall.
Only one thing that you will soon see Harry James...
Harry moaned through gritted teeth; the pain was too great for him to bear. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt her..." he half pleaded, saying what he was thinking.
Anything? Even become what you hate?
Harry's pain shot to his wrist, where the scars had not healed. Blood ran down his arm. The crimson was mixed with a black that stained his arm. He let out a yell of pain and a tear ran down his face.
"Don't hurt Faylinn anymore..." He could feel the presence of Voldemort gone.
"Please..."
HP
Remus popped his head into the back room of his home and he saw Sirius' back.
"Sirius, what..."
"Shh..." said Sirius. Remus walked quietly in to see his daughter in the chair of the darkened room, holding another locator crystal over her ball. Her hand was turning purple from the strain.
Again, the crystal glew red. "Come on..." said Isis, in a whisper. Her eyes had begun to glaze over again. Then, for what seemed the billionth time to her, but the first to Remus, the crystal exploded. A stream of curses and tears followed.
"Remus, she won't let me stop her, she swears she sees the same puddle," said Sirius in a worried voice. Remus ran to Isis and took her hand.
"Victoria! This is horrid!! You are going to drive yourself to death!"
"I'll die then! I HAVE TO FIND HARRY!" screamed Isis, finally, letting her emotions get the better of her. She collapsed into her fathers arms, and the two sat on the floor. Isis was crying uncontrollably while Remus rubbed her back. He pulled her back went she went very rigid. Isis' eyes had glazed over, and her normal chipper voice was replaced by one that was unnatural.
"THE MOON WILL CYCLE THREE TIMES....BEFORE IT ALL COMES TOGETHER..." she said, causing Sirius' eyes to widened, "SLOWLY...INSIDE...THE EVIL GROWS WITHIN THE ONE...DO NOT GO TO THEM....UNTIL ALL HOPE SEEMS LOST....THEN IN THE SHADOW OF THE CRESENT MOON THE BATTLE WILL BE FAUGHT..."
Isis immediately went back to herself and continued to cry into her fathers arms. After a few moments, Remus coaxed her to sleep and picked her up easily. Sirius walked out with him.
"Does she do that often..." asked Sirius as then entered Isis' room.
"She doesn't...often. Only when she is very upset...," said Remus, placing her on her unmade bed, "It's all a blur for her, so she doesn't remember them. Let me break it to her..."
"REMUS! You realize she was talking about Harry! Faylinn is with him! I am not going to break anything gently!! I want my daughter back!" said Sirius fiercely, but quietly.
"I know that," replied Remus, calm, but a cold glance to match it, "Isis won't remember and I don't want to upset her..."
"DAMNIT REMUS! She can find them!!" said Sirius angrily.
Remus' eyes flashed. He growled and looked at Sirius.
"HOW?! By dying?!" said Remus. For a second, Sirius could have sworn he had seen a bit of wolf in his old friend. The look on Remus' face silenced him.
"I'm sorry...It's just I'm so terrified something will happen..." Remus sobered a bit.
"I know Sirius, but we'll just have to give it time," He said, looking back at Isis' sleeping form, "Isis' prediction said after the moon cycles three times. The cycle starts after the full moon which is Wednesday. Three cycles from Wednesday is going to be...July 31st..."
The two exchanged significant glances. "What about the whole 'slowly...inside...the evil grows within the one...' business..." asked Sirius after a moments silence. Remus rubbed his temples.
"I don't know...but I hope Harry is alright..."
Isis held a pointed crystal over a glass ball muttering a spell under her breath. As the crystal glew red, the ball began to reveal images very slowly. Isis' eyes began to glaze over.
Suddenly, the crystal exploded. Isis cursed loudly and held her scarred hand. It had begun to bleed again. The old scars from numerous attempts had been opened, along with fresh ones from the recent attempt. It wasn't the first time that had happened. Every time Isis tried to find her friends by use of her crystal ball, the crystal would break, slicing her hand open in the process. Her left hand was damaged and swelling. That didn't matter to her...
Harry and Faylinn did...
Her father was trying as hard as he could. He worked with James diligently as well as Sirius. James seemed especially worried, because having lost one person dear to him; Remus had said he didn't want to see James lose another. Sirius wasn't doing well either. The loss of Faylinn seemed to be devastating to him and Isis almost thought she was starting to see gray hair...but only almost.
Remus though, had not been home for about a week. Isis was the very opposite. She had not left the back room of her home for a week. Her eyes were tired and dark circles inhabited under her eyes. Sirius had commented a few days back how much she looked like her father.
She grabbed the old bloody towel and pressed it on her palm. "Where are you Harry," she whispered into the darkness. A glowing green light from down the hall answered. Isis stiffened and reached for her wand, but winced at the pain in her left hand. Sirius stepped into view, the glowing light coming from a charm on his wrist.
"Damnit Sirius! You scared the shit out of me!" Sirius gave her a weak smile.
"Sorry, your dad told me to come and check on you,"
"Yes, well, I'm fine..." Isis stared at the charm, "What's that?"
"An Irius. It's made for almost all wizarding children at a parent's request. It shows her life force," Sirius held out his wrist, "The brighter it is the better. If it goes out..." Sirius shuddered and sat down on the couch across from her and noticed the bloody towel.
"Jesus Isis, you need to stop, you're going to kill yourself..."
"I can see something Siri," Isis confessed, "It's like a puddle...only for a second." Sirius looked down at his wrist and stared while Isis looked at his face.
"We'll find them..." He nodded sadly.
"Do you want anything...?" She asked trying anything to take his mind off the issue.
"A...brandy would be nice...," Isis smiled.
"Yes, of course..." As she was leaving Sirius alone, the only light in the room radiating off his wrist grew dimmer...
HP
Three death eaters had come in earlier that morning and chained Harry and Faylinn to the far wall. A witch with a cold laugh cast a spell to block Faylinn's wandless power, and then left them.
Harry watch helplessly as Faylinn was pulled out of the cell. He closed his eyes wondering what they were doing to his childhood friend.
"WHY?" He yelled, flinging his chained arm out as far as it would go, to no one in particular.
Why Harry, A cold, high voice echoed in his mind.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD YOU SON OF A B-,"
Now, Harry, mind your language... Voldemort chided.
"You BASTARD!!" A scream echoed from somewhere in Harry's mind.
Now, Potter, mind your self or your little friend is going to feel your punishment for you...
Harry stopped and squirmed in his chains. "Let Fay go! She has nothing to do with this!!"
Oh, but she has everything to do with it...
Harry growled. "You bloody asshole! Leave her alone! You don't need her!!"
Voldemort's cold laughter filled his head. His scar began to burn. Harry sobered under the pain.
"What do you want..." said Harry silently, letting his head fall.
Only one thing that you will soon see Harry James...
Harry moaned through gritted teeth; the pain was too great for him to bear. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt her..." he half pleaded, saying what he was thinking.
Anything? Even become what you hate?
Harry's pain shot to his wrist, where the scars had not healed. Blood ran down his arm. The crimson was mixed with a black that stained his arm. He let out a yell of pain and a tear ran down his face.
"Don't hurt Faylinn anymore..." He could feel the presence of Voldemort gone.
"Please..."
HP
Remus popped his head into the back room of his home and he saw Sirius' back.
"Sirius, what..."
"Shh..." said Sirius. Remus walked quietly in to see his daughter in the chair of the darkened room, holding another locator crystal over her ball. Her hand was turning purple from the strain.
Again, the crystal glew red. "Come on..." said Isis, in a whisper. Her eyes had begun to glaze over again. Then, for what seemed the billionth time to her, but the first to Remus, the crystal exploded. A stream of curses and tears followed.
"Remus, she won't let me stop her, she swears she sees the same puddle," said Sirius in a worried voice. Remus ran to Isis and took her hand.
"Victoria! This is horrid!! You are going to drive yourself to death!"
"I'll die then! I HAVE TO FIND HARRY!" screamed Isis, finally, letting her emotions get the better of her. She collapsed into her fathers arms, and the two sat on the floor. Isis was crying uncontrollably while Remus rubbed her back. He pulled her back went she went very rigid. Isis' eyes had glazed over, and her normal chipper voice was replaced by one that was unnatural.
"THE MOON WILL CYCLE THREE TIMES....BEFORE IT ALL COMES TOGETHER..." she said, causing Sirius' eyes to widened, "SLOWLY...INSIDE...THE EVIL GROWS WITHIN THE ONE...DO NOT GO TO THEM....UNTIL ALL HOPE SEEMS LOST....THEN IN THE SHADOW OF THE CRESENT MOON THE BATTLE WILL BE FAUGHT..."
Isis immediately went back to herself and continued to cry into her fathers arms. After a few moments, Remus coaxed her to sleep and picked her up easily. Sirius walked out with him.
"Does she do that often..." asked Sirius as then entered Isis' room.
"She doesn't...often. Only when she is very upset...," said Remus, placing her on her unmade bed, "It's all a blur for her, so she doesn't remember them. Let me break it to her..."
"REMUS! You realize she was talking about Harry! Faylinn is with him! I am not going to break anything gently!! I want my daughter back!" said Sirius fiercely, but quietly.
"I know that," replied Remus, calm, but a cold glance to match it, "Isis won't remember and I don't want to upset her..."
"DAMNIT REMUS! She can find them!!" said Sirius angrily.
Remus' eyes flashed. He growled and looked at Sirius.
"HOW?! By dying?!" said Remus. For a second, Sirius could have sworn he had seen a bit of wolf in his old friend. The look on Remus' face silenced him.
"I'm sorry...It's just I'm so terrified something will happen..." Remus sobered a bit.
"I know Sirius, but we'll just have to give it time," He said, looking back at Isis' sleeping form, "Isis' prediction said after the moon cycles three times. The cycle starts after the full moon which is Wednesday. Three cycles from Wednesday is going to be...July 31st..."
The two exchanged significant glances. "What about the whole 'slowly...inside...the evil grows within the one...' business..." asked Sirius after a moments silence. Remus rubbed his temples.
"I don't know...but I hope Harry is alright..."