Dedication: to the Red Dragons Order -look what's happened because of you!-
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Chapter 22: The Light in the Darkness
"Severus?" the girl asked.
"Yes" he answered, looking her in the eyes.
"I heard some rumors."
"Yes?" he asked. Ok, was there no bright line left for him to say?
"The Green Flame Torch has appeared again" she said.
They were in his dormitory, sitting comfortably on an armchair. He, the Potion Master, powerful, her, the hyper, light, but very interesting creature. Now he was pondering her question. Was it even a question? He didn't know.
"Maybe" he said.
"I heard it is near Hogwarts" she said.
"That is what I heard, too" he replied and kissed her neck, distracting her, sending a small shiver through her body.
"Slytherin" she mumbled and then said louder "Where did you hear that from?"
"A place I don't think you've heard of" he replied.
"The Order of the Phoenix?" she asked.
"How did you hear of that?" he asked, a bit surprised.
"I'm the one who saved Sirius, remember?" she asked and he knew he could slap himself. Duh, she had to know! "So, who told you guys? Please, Severus"
He thought it over for a moment. Should he tell her? Or not? Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no. Well, maybe she could prove of some help.
"It was a woman who is now in the Order."
"Iris Rose?" Amala asked.
"How did you." he asked. The girl could've been a Ravenclaw!
"You said she is now in the Order and Mrs. Rose is the only new member I could think of" she replied with a shrug. "It was a good guess, I see"
"And since when do you know who the new members in the Order are?" Severus asked.
"Since Harry talks to Sirius all the time" she replied.
'Ah, I'm getting old' Severus thought. 'I can't seem to think as I did.' Something suddenly struck him. He was 39 now. That meant he was 23 years older than her. What was he doing? He was old enough to be her father! By the time she reached 25, he'd be almost 50! And she was so young. Maybe in time she'd get bored and look for somebody else. Without realizing he did so, he hugged her a bit tighter. He could live without her, of course. He just didn't want to.
"Severus?" she asked and he realized she had said something.
"Excuse me, what did you say?"
"Where did Mrs. Rose know about the Torch from?"
"I don't know" he replied. "But why do you ask?"
She seemed to think it over for a moment.
"It was a dilemma of mine. Nobody got the Torch, but somebody's seen it. Who would see it and not get it?" she asked.
It was a good question. Maybe they should ask Iris. Or Dumbledore. But now, he had a somewhat better idea. Smiling a little, he kissed her neck and she turned her head to look at him. Such beautiful eyes! Not missing the moment, he reached for her lips. She seemed to smile under his lips and kissed him back. With a small movement, she turned a bit more towards him, putting one of her arms behind his neck.
"I love you" she whispered when they got apart. Instead of replying, he reached for her lips again. But why, why did she have to be just 16? If she were 17, it'd be a bit more of a different situation. Ah, well, he could do with just kissing for a while.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Ron, Harry, Hermione and Amala were walking down the corridors of Hogwarts, towards their class when somebody rushed into them. The hurried man turned out to be Towers, looking in a hurry and maybe a bit despaired.
"Sorry, I need to get to the limit of the Apparition wards soon" he said, pushing them aside and nearly running away.
"I wonder what that was all about" Harry said, watching him go.
"Me too" the others answered. The answer came soon. As if on cue, a voice could be heard:
"No, wait, I still have to tell you! You will die before the end of the year, Jack! I saw the Grim and I tell you that you will die."
The students looked at the talker. Harry noted he had never seen Trelawney -for it was her, the giant bug- walk so fast. She continued crying on her way.
"And I tell you that a horrible thing will happen to you in the third month! A veil will be sent over you, making you look most horrible in front of others!."
"The giant bug strikes again" Ron said, looking behind the woman. "and I've never seen her so obsessed!"
They all watched as Trelawney was running down the corridors, students jumping out of her way at top speed. Quite an enjoyably sight.
"So, Rose told them about the Torch" Hermione resumed their conversation.
"Yep. Only question is: where did she know from?" Amala said.
"Don't know that, but we need to find out" Harry said.
"And soon. What do we have now?" Ron asked.
"Um. Charms" Hermione said. "Tonight we must go find out everything we can in our room"
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Again, they were in the secret room at Hogwarts and it was night.
"And where does this Torch appear?
To see it you needn't be a Seer
Though you will find along your way
Signs that might be lost for all but they"
"Hermione, that's useless" Ron said. "Nothing about how you can find it!"
"But maybe we can find a way to understand how these signs will appear?" Hermione suggested.
"Ask, you, who are right here:
Are you forever lost in fear?
Or have you the greatest courage
To go on your path this way?
If you are ready and brave,
Take the path that is so grave
And ask for signs for you to come,
Of the lightness daughter/son!
Speak the words of greatest wisdom"
"Harry, mate, there's only one flaw in your poem: which are the words?" Ron asked.
"That's just it: we don't know" Amala said. "It's a riddle. They all are."
"Oh, great!" Ron said. "Maybe we should give up?"
"No" Hermione said. "We need to find a way to find out who is the bearer. If it's Harry, then we need to find it. If it isn't him, then we'll leave this task to the bearer."
And again they started studying the texts.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Sunday night in the Gryffindor 6th year boys' bedroom. Only one person was up, that person being a green eyed bespectacled boy who was looking out the window. What if he, Harry Potter, was the bearer of the Green Flame Torch? All these things happened to him. But he and his friends had studied for almost a month now this issue and there still was nothing they found out new. All classes went as usual, everything seemed to be normal, except for one death -Allebara Ronald, he seemed to remember-. But if he had the chance, would he get the Torch? Would he use it against Voldemort?
"I'd do it" he decided. "I'd bear it"
He looked out the window. Ah, how beautiful it was outside! It was the beginning of February and there still was snow on the school grounds. The moon and the stars were casting their light over the peaceful land, everything shinning under their silvery light.
He looked towards the Forbidden Forest. There was something glowing there! A Death Eater? No, it seemed to be something else. It wasn't human! It was. it was. a stag! A silver stag, just like his Patronus, looking at him, seeming to call him!
Harry stood there, frozen. Who was the stag? It couldn't be a Patronus, he'd have to be casting it! It couldn't be a real creature, no living creature shone that way! It was simply beautiful, but what was it?
And then it stroke him: it was the sign for the Green Flame Torch. He was the bearer. He turned on his heels and went to wake up Ron.
"Ron, I'm the bearer" he mumbled and then proceeded telling him the story, with Ron interrupting him once every three words until he understood what he was talking about.
"Let's go get Hermione!" he said.
"But how do we go in her bedroom?" Harry asked.
"Um. Hedwig! She can wake her up!" Ron proposed.
"Good!" Harry said and took the white owl and they both went to wake the girls up.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Outside, on the castle grounds, in the Forbidden Forest, there was a white stag looking up to the castle.
"Come to me" a kind female voice said and the stag turned its head towards her.
She was beautiful, although she didn't seem to be completely human. A white aura surrounded her and it was obvious that no darkness could ever touch her. In her eyes one could see the stars, in her smile you could see life itself. She was, to say it as short as possible, the purest person to ever be encountered.
The stag went towards her and bowed its head.
"You have done well" she whispered and petted it. "Thank you"
The stag changed its appearance, getting smaller and looking more and more like a light orb in the night.
"My dear angel" she whispered. "Take care"
The orb of light pulsated once and then disappeared, but the woman remained.
"Harry Potter, we will be helping you on your path" she whispered. "And now, where is my betrothed? One of his should know about this young bearer."
She smiled and then started walking in a certain direction, towards the middle of the Forbidden Forest, not lighting any light, but not being afraid. No creature, no human could attack her and she knew it.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
AN: I know, kind of a short, but that's life. So, tell me, did you like it? Did you hate it? Tell me anything! And I could swear these chapters write themselves!
By the way, did I ever mention how I got the idea of writing Amala/Severus? 10 hours in a car, that's how. The fact that I was half-sleeping was even better.
Well, not much left for me to say except for the 'thank you's. Here it goes!
The Red Dragons Order: Who knows about vampires? But I don't think so. And the elves will appear in a time and way I have already thought of, but your idea is also very nice! And thanks again for the wonderful picture with the Green Flame Torch you sent me!!!
Babyjayy: Thank you and here's a new chap!
Naomie: Thank you too!
Deh Vap: *bows* Thank you, I am honored!
Disclaimer: Own nothing.
Chapter 22: The Light in the Darkness
"Severus?" the girl asked.
"Yes" he answered, looking her in the eyes.
"I heard some rumors."
"Yes?" he asked. Ok, was there no bright line left for him to say?
"The Green Flame Torch has appeared again" she said.
They were in his dormitory, sitting comfortably on an armchair. He, the Potion Master, powerful, her, the hyper, light, but very interesting creature. Now he was pondering her question. Was it even a question? He didn't know.
"Maybe" he said.
"I heard it is near Hogwarts" she said.
"That is what I heard, too" he replied and kissed her neck, distracting her, sending a small shiver through her body.
"Slytherin" she mumbled and then said louder "Where did you hear that from?"
"A place I don't think you've heard of" he replied.
"The Order of the Phoenix?" she asked.
"How did you hear of that?" he asked, a bit surprised.
"I'm the one who saved Sirius, remember?" she asked and he knew he could slap himself. Duh, she had to know! "So, who told you guys? Please, Severus"
He thought it over for a moment. Should he tell her? Or not? Yes, no, yes, no, yes, no. Well, maybe she could prove of some help.
"It was a woman who is now in the Order."
"Iris Rose?" Amala asked.
"How did you." he asked. The girl could've been a Ravenclaw!
"You said she is now in the Order and Mrs. Rose is the only new member I could think of" she replied with a shrug. "It was a good guess, I see"
"And since when do you know who the new members in the Order are?" Severus asked.
"Since Harry talks to Sirius all the time" she replied.
'Ah, I'm getting old' Severus thought. 'I can't seem to think as I did.' Something suddenly struck him. He was 39 now. That meant he was 23 years older than her. What was he doing? He was old enough to be her father! By the time she reached 25, he'd be almost 50! And she was so young. Maybe in time she'd get bored and look for somebody else. Without realizing he did so, he hugged her a bit tighter. He could live without her, of course. He just didn't want to.
"Severus?" she asked and he realized she had said something.
"Excuse me, what did you say?"
"Where did Mrs. Rose know about the Torch from?"
"I don't know" he replied. "But why do you ask?"
She seemed to think it over for a moment.
"It was a dilemma of mine. Nobody got the Torch, but somebody's seen it. Who would see it and not get it?" she asked.
It was a good question. Maybe they should ask Iris. Or Dumbledore. But now, he had a somewhat better idea. Smiling a little, he kissed her neck and she turned her head to look at him. Such beautiful eyes! Not missing the moment, he reached for her lips. She seemed to smile under his lips and kissed him back. With a small movement, she turned a bit more towards him, putting one of her arms behind his neck.
"I love you" she whispered when they got apart. Instead of replying, he reached for her lips again. But why, why did she have to be just 16? If she were 17, it'd be a bit more of a different situation. Ah, well, he could do with just kissing for a while.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Ron, Harry, Hermione and Amala were walking down the corridors of Hogwarts, towards their class when somebody rushed into them. The hurried man turned out to be Towers, looking in a hurry and maybe a bit despaired.
"Sorry, I need to get to the limit of the Apparition wards soon" he said, pushing them aside and nearly running away.
"I wonder what that was all about" Harry said, watching him go.
"Me too" the others answered. The answer came soon. As if on cue, a voice could be heard:
"No, wait, I still have to tell you! You will die before the end of the year, Jack! I saw the Grim and I tell you that you will die."
The students looked at the talker. Harry noted he had never seen Trelawney -for it was her, the giant bug- walk so fast. She continued crying on her way.
"And I tell you that a horrible thing will happen to you in the third month! A veil will be sent over you, making you look most horrible in front of others!."
"The giant bug strikes again" Ron said, looking behind the woman. "and I've never seen her so obsessed!"
They all watched as Trelawney was running down the corridors, students jumping out of her way at top speed. Quite an enjoyably sight.
"So, Rose told them about the Torch" Hermione resumed their conversation.
"Yep. Only question is: where did she know from?" Amala said.
"Don't know that, but we need to find out" Harry said.
"And soon. What do we have now?" Ron asked.
"Um. Charms" Hermione said. "Tonight we must go find out everything we can in our room"
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Again, they were in the secret room at Hogwarts and it was night.
"And where does this Torch appear?
To see it you needn't be a Seer
Though you will find along your way
Signs that might be lost for all but they"
"Hermione, that's useless" Ron said. "Nothing about how you can find it!"
"But maybe we can find a way to understand how these signs will appear?" Hermione suggested.
"Ask, you, who are right here:
Are you forever lost in fear?
Or have you the greatest courage
To go on your path this way?
If you are ready and brave,
Take the path that is so grave
And ask for signs for you to come,
Of the lightness daughter/son!
Speak the words of greatest wisdom"
"Harry, mate, there's only one flaw in your poem: which are the words?" Ron asked.
"That's just it: we don't know" Amala said. "It's a riddle. They all are."
"Oh, great!" Ron said. "Maybe we should give up?"
"No" Hermione said. "We need to find a way to find out who is the bearer. If it's Harry, then we need to find it. If it isn't him, then we'll leave this task to the bearer."
And again they started studying the texts.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Sunday night in the Gryffindor 6th year boys' bedroom. Only one person was up, that person being a green eyed bespectacled boy who was looking out the window. What if he, Harry Potter, was the bearer of the Green Flame Torch? All these things happened to him. But he and his friends had studied for almost a month now this issue and there still was nothing they found out new. All classes went as usual, everything seemed to be normal, except for one death -Allebara Ronald, he seemed to remember-. But if he had the chance, would he get the Torch? Would he use it against Voldemort?
"I'd do it" he decided. "I'd bear it"
He looked out the window. Ah, how beautiful it was outside! It was the beginning of February and there still was snow on the school grounds. The moon and the stars were casting their light over the peaceful land, everything shinning under their silvery light.
He looked towards the Forbidden Forest. There was something glowing there! A Death Eater? No, it seemed to be something else. It wasn't human! It was. it was. a stag! A silver stag, just like his Patronus, looking at him, seeming to call him!
Harry stood there, frozen. Who was the stag? It couldn't be a Patronus, he'd have to be casting it! It couldn't be a real creature, no living creature shone that way! It was simply beautiful, but what was it?
And then it stroke him: it was the sign for the Green Flame Torch. He was the bearer. He turned on his heels and went to wake up Ron.
"Ron, I'm the bearer" he mumbled and then proceeded telling him the story, with Ron interrupting him once every three words until he understood what he was talking about.
"Let's go get Hermione!" he said.
"But how do we go in her bedroom?" Harry asked.
"Um. Hedwig! She can wake her up!" Ron proposed.
"Good!" Harry said and took the white owl and they both went to wake the girls up.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
Outside, on the castle grounds, in the Forbidden Forest, there was a white stag looking up to the castle.
"Come to me" a kind female voice said and the stag turned its head towards her.
She was beautiful, although she didn't seem to be completely human. A white aura surrounded her and it was obvious that no darkness could ever touch her. In her eyes one could see the stars, in her smile you could see life itself. She was, to say it as short as possible, the purest person to ever be encountered.
The stag went towards her and bowed its head.
"You have done well" she whispered and petted it. "Thank you"
The stag changed its appearance, getting smaller and looking more and more like a light orb in the night.
"My dear angel" she whispered. "Take care"
The orb of light pulsated once and then disappeared, but the woman remained.
"Harry Potter, we will be helping you on your path" she whispered. "And now, where is my betrothed? One of his should know about this young bearer."
She smiled and then started walking in a certain direction, towards the middle of the Forbidden Forest, not lighting any light, but not being afraid. No creature, no human could attack her and she knew it.
/*-/*-/*-/*-
AN: I know, kind of a short, but that's life. So, tell me, did you like it? Did you hate it? Tell me anything! And I could swear these chapters write themselves!
By the way, did I ever mention how I got the idea of writing Amala/Severus? 10 hours in a car, that's how. The fact that I was half-sleeping was even better.
Well, not much left for me to say except for the 'thank you's. Here it goes!
The Red Dragons Order: Who knows about vampires? But I don't think so. And the elves will appear in a time and way I have already thought of, but your idea is also very nice! And thanks again for the wonderful picture with the Green Flame Torch you sent me!!!
Babyjayy: Thank you and here's a new chap!
Naomie: Thank you too!
Deh Vap: *bows* Thank you, I am honored!