Chapter 4
Isis yawned at her kitchen table as Draco napped on his arm. The 2 had been up all night discussing theories on were the two could be, all shot down by one or the other. It had almost been a month since they had disappeared, past the first full moon and just into the second cycle.
Isis was still occasionally trying to find them with locator crystals, but all into no avail. Her hand was not any better than it had been a month ago. Draco had lost so much sleep that his eyes had faint circles under them and his usually well taken care off hair was growing out, almost ending at his shoulders. Sirius entered and saw the two pretty much asleep. He rolled his eyes wearily.
"Alright, that's it," said Sirius, in a strangely paternal voice, "Let's go, bed now..." Isis' eyes snapped open.
"No! I'm awake! It's ok!"
Sirius eyes rolled again. "Right and I am a monkey's uncle."
Isis raised a finger. "Technically..."
"OH NO! Don't go Remus on me, let's go..." He prodded Draco, who jerked up. Isis stood up, but swayed violently. Sirius caught her.
"Isis, when was the last time you slept?" Sirius helped her to couch and propped her head on a pillow.
"Monday...I t-t-think," said Isis, trying to stifle a yawn, but not succeeding.
"Dear god, Isis, Harry wouldn't want you to do this to yourself..."
Isis eyes began to droop. "I guess...I'm just sick of dreaming about him...." Sirius pulled her to the joining living room and laid her on to an old couch.
"What dreams?"
Isis yawned one more time. "The ones about the puddle...water....I see Harry...but...I don't remember anything after that...when I wake up. I feel cold when I wake up..."
Isis drifted off to sleep and Sirius stood at full height.
"She's having dream visions," he whispered to himself, "She doesn't even realize it..." said Sirius quietly, "I've got to tell Remus and James..."
He took a few minutes to help Draco into a more comfortable chair and apparated out.
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Remus bit his fingernails as James paced in front of his kitchen table. They were at James' house and in the other room were maps, books and items piled so high that is was a wonder they made it to the kitchen.
On the table, The Daily Prophet laid open. The giant headline read, "BOY WHO LIVED ATTACKS MUGGLES,"
Sirius appeared with faint 'pop' and looked at the two. "Damn it, he's moved, hasn't he?" said Sirius immediately. James stopped and grabbed the paper. He shoved it at Sirius.
"What do you think?" James said. He flopped down beside Remus and leaned his head into his hands. Remus convulsively placed a hand on his friends back. Sirius scanned the article.
"But...Harry..."
Remus looked at Sirius and he stopped. He moved his eyes to James. Sirius could hear silent tears dropping to the table.
"Prongs...it's not your fault, this had nothing to do with the way you raised him..." said Sirius.
James just looked up, his aged hazel eyes, brimmed with tears.
"Well, if it isn't that, than what is it?" said James.
"Voldemort...," Sirius and Remus said together. James placed his head in his hands.
"But why...why would my son do this. He's always had such a gentle deposition..."
"Because I think that he is being controlled..." Sirius said simply.
"Now, Sirius, that's a bit farfetched...Harry's got a will stronger than anyone I have met..." Remus said.
Sirius crossed his arms. "Tell that to your daughter," he said, "I think she has been dream visioning it for days..." Remus' eyes widened as James' head shot up.
"WHAT?!" the two said, standing up.
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Remus sat beside his daughter who was sleeping fitfully on the couch. James and Sirius stood behind him. Isis' breath came out in heaves and she was saying Harry's name. James shook his head.
"This is so strange to watch..." said James quietly. Sirius nodded.
"But she can help us find our kids..."
Remus leaned over as Isis began to scream. His hands touched the sides of her head and she was jolted awake.
"Victoria...what did you see..." Remus said quickly. Isis looked around scared.
"Isis," said Remus warningly, "Look at me..."
Isis eyes met her father's and she spoke.
"Harry...his eyes were soulless...nobody there...black feathers...smiles...dropping
water....it's cold...so cold....the pain....in my leg....it won't stop....Harry's
standing over me....the pain..."
Remus wiped the fresh tears from his daughters face and smiled warmly. "I'm right here....It's alright Victoria...I love you..." He continued to run his thumb down her face until she went back to sleep, his own tears leaking out.
"Remus..." James began as his friend stood up.
"Sorry..." Remus wiped his eyes, "It's just...I feel very bad for her...is all."
"What was that..." asked Sirius quietly.
"Like I told you before Sirius...It's something I have learned to do with her over the years," said Remus, "You have to catch it, before she forgets..."
The three looked at Isis, who slept peacefully again. James sighed heavily.
"So it's final. Voldemort has taken control of Harry."
HP
A/N: So, hope you like it so far. I promise the chapters are going to get longer, and much more exciting. Please Review!
Isis yawned at her kitchen table as Draco napped on his arm. The 2 had been up all night discussing theories on were the two could be, all shot down by one or the other. It had almost been a month since they had disappeared, past the first full moon and just into the second cycle.
Isis was still occasionally trying to find them with locator crystals, but all into no avail. Her hand was not any better than it had been a month ago. Draco had lost so much sleep that his eyes had faint circles under them and his usually well taken care off hair was growing out, almost ending at his shoulders. Sirius entered and saw the two pretty much asleep. He rolled his eyes wearily.
"Alright, that's it," said Sirius, in a strangely paternal voice, "Let's go, bed now..." Isis' eyes snapped open.
"No! I'm awake! It's ok!"
Sirius eyes rolled again. "Right and I am a monkey's uncle."
Isis raised a finger. "Technically..."
"OH NO! Don't go Remus on me, let's go..." He prodded Draco, who jerked up. Isis stood up, but swayed violently. Sirius caught her.
"Isis, when was the last time you slept?" Sirius helped her to couch and propped her head on a pillow.
"Monday...I t-t-think," said Isis, trying to stifle a yawn, but not succeeding.
"Dear god, Isis, Harry wouldn't want you to do this to yourself..."
Isis eyes began to droop. "I guess...I'm just sick of dreaming about him...." Sirius pulled her to the joining living room and laid her on to an old couch.
"What dreams?"
Isis yawned one more time. "The ones about the puddle...water....I see Harry...but...I don't remember anything after that...when I wake up. I feel cold when I wake up..."
Isis drifted off to sleep and Sirius stood at full height.
"She's having dream visions," he whispered to himself, "She doesn't even realize it..." said Sirius quietly, "I've got to tell Remus and James..."
He took a few minutes to help Draco into a more comfortable chair and apparated out.
HP
Remus bit his fingernails as James paced in front of his kitchen table. They were at James' house and in the other room were maps, books and items piled so high that is was a wonder they made it to the kitchen.
On the table, The Daily Prophet laid open. The giant headline read, "BOY WHO LIVED ATTACKS MUGGLES,"
Sirius appeared with faint 'pop' and looked at the two. "Damn it, he's moved, hasn't he?" said Sirius immediately. James stopped and grabbed the paper. He shoved it at Sirius.
"What do you think?" James said. He flopped down beside Remus and leaned his head into his hands. Remus convulsively placed a hand on his friends back. Sirius scanned the article.
"But...Harry..."
Remus looked at Sirius and he stopped. He moved his eyes to James. Sirius could hear silent tears dropping to the table.
"Prongs...it's not your fault, this had nothing to do with the way you raised him..." said Sirius.
James just looked up, his aged hazel eyes, brimmed with tears.
"Well, if it isn't that, than what is it?" said James.
"Voldemort...," Sirius and Remus said together. James placed his head in his hands.
"But why...why would my son do this. He's always had such a gentle deposition..."
"Because I think that he is being controlled..." Sirius said simply.
"Now, Sirius, that's a bit farfetched...Harry's got a will stronger than anyone I have met..." Remus said.
Sirius crossed his arms. "Tell that to your daughter," he said, "I think she has been dream visioning it for days..." Remus' eyes widened as James' head shot up.
"WHAT?!" the two said, standing up.
HP
Remus sat beside his daughter who was sleeping fitfully on the couch. James and Sirius stood behind him. Isis' breath came out in heaves and she was saying Harry's name. James shook his head.
"This is so strange to watch..." said James quietly. Sirius nodded.
"But she can help us find our kids..."
Remus leaned over as Isis began to scream. His hands touched the sides of her head and she was jolted awake.
"Victoria...what did you see..." Remus said quickly. Isis looked around scared.
"Isis," said Remus warningly, "Look at me..."
Isis eyes met her father's and she spoke.
"Harry...his eyes were soulless...nobody there...black feathers...smiles...dropping
water....it's cold...so cold....the pain....in my leg....it won't stop....Harry's
standing over me....the pain..."
Remus wiped the fresh tears from his daughters face and smiled warmly. "I'm right here....It's alright Victoria...I love you..." He continued to run his thumb down her face until she went back to sleep, his own tears leaking out.
"Remus..." James began as his friend stood up.
"Sorry..." Remus wiped his eyes, "It's just...I feel very bad for her...is all."
"What was that..." asked Sirius quietly.
"Like I told you before Sirius...It's something I have learned to do with her over the years," said Remus, "You have to catch it, before she forgets..."
The three looked at Isis, who slept peacefully again. James sighed heavily.
"So it's final. Voldemort has taken control of Harry."
HP
A/N: So, hope you like it so far. I promise the chapters are going to get longer, and much more exciting. Please Review!