Just a few moments later, he was given some medicine, which knocked him out, and he had another vision. Voldemort was once again in the same dimly lit chamber, with only Nagini slithering by his feet. "So, Severus Snape, and Antonin Dolohav are turning their backs on me? Severus seems to have learned his lesson, but Dolohav needs to be taught as well. And it seems as though Harry Potter has escaped my men once again. I guess next time I'll have to go after him myself," Voldemort was saying. Then Harry woke up. Madame Pomfrey was trying to comfort him, and Snape was now shaking even more violently, with Dumbledore standing over him.
"What's wrong with him, professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore. "Well, it seems as though two people had used the Cruciatus Curse, and when two people administer such a curse at the same time, the body of the victim is no longer in control of the victim. It is not really controlled by anything," Dumbledore told him. "I don't understand," Harry admitted to the headmaster. "Well Harry, let me put it this way. Two death eaters put the Cruciatus Curse on Severus at the same time. Since there was two curses, the effect was doubled, and the outcome was twice as worse," Dumbledore said, simplifying his earlier statement. "Well, I guess that's a little bit easier to understand," Harry replied. "Well, I shall be off now. Please come to my office tonight at nine o'clock," Dumbledore told him. Harry felt a tingle on his arm, where the Order mark was, and Harry knew that there was an Order meeting tonight at nine. "Okay, I'll see you then Professor," Harry said.
He watched as Dumbledore strode out the double doors, and out into the corridor. He laid back, and fell asleep immediately. He didn't wake up until dinner that night. He headed down to the Great Hall, where Ron and Hermione were sitting, waiting for him to arrive. Hermione grabbed him, and pulled him into a hug. "Oh Harry! I was so worried about you when I heard what had happened!" Hermione exclaimed. "Glad you're okay, mate," Ron said, giving him a nice firm handshake. "Yeah, so am I," Harry replied, with a little trace of a laugh in his voice. "So, tell us Harry, what exactly happened?" Ron asked. "Well, I was walking back from Lupin's office, and I saw Snape talking to some hooded figure, which I later found was Antonin Dolohav. I was listening to Dolohav warn Snape about Voldemort's plans to attack him. Dolohav must've been the informant who sent the note to Snape earlier. Then about eight death eaters appeared out of thin air, and circled all three of us. I could tell one of them was going to attack me, I read their mind. So I could easily dodge it. But then some masked men came and attacked the death eaters, and I was saved. I'm pretty sure they were Order members. And Snape is in the hospital wing, going insane, since two people put the Cruciatus Curse on him at the same time," Harry told them, speaking very quickly. "Wow!" Ron exclaimed. "That's really serious Harry! Snape could die!" Hermione told him, looking very worried. "I know. Dumbledore told me. Snape was lying in his hospital bed, shaking very violently, and I asked Dumbledore what was wrong, so he told me," Harry replied. "Oh, I do hope he's alright!" Hermione exclaimed, rather passionately. Ron and Harry both looked at her weird, as she was acting very strangely about Snape being hurt like that. Harry hurriedly ate his dinner and after everyone was done, Dumbledore stood up to make a speech, and Harry knew exactly what it was going to be about.
"Our school was attacked today by a number of death eaters, and Harry Potter was affected by this attack, along with the Potions professor, Professor Snape. Professor Snape is not doing very well right now, so keep him in your mind, and hope he becomes better. He will not be able to teach Potions for the time being, so you will have a subsitute professor for right now. That will be me, your Headmaster," Dumbledore began. "Wow! Dumbledore is going to teach us potions!" Harry exclaimed. "Harry, that's nothing to be happy about! Snape could be hurt so bad, he would never be able to teach again!" Hermione replied. "What is it with you and Snape? Don't tell me you have something for a teacher!" exclaimed Ron. "Eww! Ron, thats gross! He's like thirty years older than me!" Hermione returned. "Well, by the way you're acting, it seems like that just a little," Ron told her. "You're so immature," Hermione said. She got up and rushed off towards the common room, leaving Harry and Ron staring after her in amazement. Harry and Ron just shrugged it off, and began eating their dessert.
After eating their dessert, they went back to the common room, but didn't see Hermione in the common room studying like she always was. Harry and Ron looked around for her, but didn't find her at all, they shrugged it off and sat down on the sofa by the fire. "I hope she's alright by tomorrow," Ron told him. "I'm sure she'll come around. I think she's hiding something. Something she really doesn't want us to know. We just have to let her know that we care about her, and want to know what's going on," Harry replied. "Well, that does make sense. Maybe she will come around. She always seems to," Ron said. "Well, I'm going to go read some of this book I have, I'll talk to you later Ron," Harry told him. Harry walked up the steps to his dormitory and sat on his bed. He drew the dusty old book from underneath his bed. "Elemental Magic," Harry thought, "Sounds interesting." He began reading the book, starting the new section, one about elemental magic. He remembered reading something in the book about the Novo Animus about needing to summon the element of wind in order to complete the ritual to restore a person's soul, and he knew that this book would tell him how to summon the element of wind.
First, the book began to tell about the different elements. "Fire, wind, water, earth, and lightning are the five most common elements that are more easily summoned by a witch or wizard. There are a few others, but they are too difficult to explain, and will not be included in this book. The five elements mentioned, are easier than those not mentioned, but they are still very difficult to summon," the book read. "Hmm, it doesn't sound too difficult, how hard can it be?" Harry asked himself, "I'm sure I can summon lightning very easily," he thought, remembering how he had the mark of lightning upon his forehead, a constant reminder of the prophecy. "The elements can only be summoned by someone who is in great need of the element. The elements will not always be needed, but the summoner will know when the element is needed, thus granting them the power to take control of the element. The only true way of taking control of an element is to concentrate very hard on your goal, and on the element. Then follow this by pointing your wand straight, and concentrating even harder. If this makes sense to you, then you will know how to control the elements, and use them to the best of your ability," the book proceeded to say. "That's pretty confusing," Harry thought. He continued reading the book until he had become very tired, and decided to put it away, after reading about fire, water, and earth.
He laid back onto his bed and closed his eyes. He was very tired, and was ready to go to sleep. He fell asleep within a few minutes, and began dreaming about Cho as soon as he did. He thought about what it would be like to have her back, to make things right. But then he would remember he was supposed to go to Hogsmeade with Ginny. Did he really like his best friend's sister? Or was he just trying to be nice to her? Harry didn't know how he felt about either girl, Ginny or Cho. All he knew was that he would have to save Cho, to bring her back to life. He woke up in the middle of the night, shot straight up into a sitting position, and felt himself sweating like a pig. He got up from his bed and walked into the bathroom, where he washed his face, and got a drink of cold water. He went back to his dormitory and tried once again to fall asleep. This time however, he did not dream about Cho or Ginny. He dreamt he was walking down the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side of the castle. He entered the room where he had once seen the three-headed dog, and once again, the dog was there. He played a little bit of music on a flute, and the dog seemed to fall asleep. He went through the trap door, and landed with a thud. There sitting right in front of him was a long thin instrument made of gold. It had a ruby-red button on one end, and a small hole at the other end. All along the object, there were ancient symbols, which he couldn't read. He knew what the object was. It was the Novo Animus.
He awoke with a startle. Ron was shaking him, trying to get him out of bed. "What do you want?" Harry asked him. "Well, you were talking in your sleep again. I thought maybe something was wrong," Ron told him. "No, Ron, nothing is wrong," Harry replied. "Well, it's time to get up anyway. Breakfast is starting," Ron told him. "Well, alright, I'll get up," Harry said. He got out of his bed, and threw on some clothes, and his Hogwarts robes. He slipped on some shoes, and walked down the dormitory steps with Ron, and into the common room, where Hermione was sitting, reading a book. "Hey Hermione," Harry said to her, very softly. He wasn't sure if she had calmed down since the previous night. "Hey Harry," she replied, not looking at him. "Look, Hermione, I'm sorry about last night. And I wish that you could forgive us," Harry said to her, very calmly. "Well, I guess I can forgive you," she returned. "Is there anything you want to tell us?" Ron asked her. "I guess I could tell," she said, putting her book down. "What is it?" Ron asked, very eager to learn Hermione's secret. "Well, Snape is my uncle," she said to the two boys, looking very seriously. "WHAT?" they yelled out. "That's unbelievable!" Ron shouted out.
"When did you find this out?" Harry asked her, still shocked. "Over the summer. My aunt told me. She came over for dinner one night, and told me she had something important to tell me. She told me that Severus Snape is my uncle, and that she had been hiding the fact that she was married from my parents. That's when I found out that my aunt was a witch too.," Hermione answered. "Whoa, that's creepy," Harry replied. "Yeah, I don't know what I'd do if I found out that I was related to Snape," Ron added in. "It's not that bad," Hermione told them. "Well, I'm getting hungry, so let's go get some breakfast," Ron said to Harry and Hermione. Hermione just rolled her eyes, and began walking down to the Great Hall with her two best friends.
They sat down in their normal seats at the table, and Ginny sat next to Harry when she got there. "Hey Harry," Ginny said. "Oh, hey Ginny," Harry replied. "Ready for today?" she asked him, a large smile on her face. "Of course! Are you?" he answered. "Yep! We're gonna have a lot of fun!" she replied. She sounded like a giddy little school girl. They all began eating breakfast, and when they were finished, they headed back to the common room to grab a few things before heading off to a day in Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron went into their dormitory, and each grabbed their money bags, before heading back down to the common room. They stood there, awaiting Hermione and Ginny. When the two girls arrived, they left the common room, heading for the Entrance Hall.
They reached the Entrance Hall, and exited the school building, after Filch had checked to make sure they were all eligible to go into Hogsmeade. They all entered the marvelous town of Hogsmeade, ready to do a little bit of shopping, and to have some fun. Harry and Ginny went one way, Hermione and Ron heading in a different direction. Harry and Ginny's first stop was Zonko's Joke Shop. They wanted to grab a few things that would really make Filch angry.
They entered the shop and saw Fred and George talking to Mr. Zonko. The twins looked very angry, and they were holding something which looked like Skiving Snackboxes in their hands. Harry and Ginny walked a little closer to the twins, wanting to know what was going on. "You stole our material!" Fred was yelling. "It was my idea first!" Mr. Zonko shouted back. "No it wasn't!" George retaliated. "It was!" Mr. Zonko replied. "I do believe it wasn't your idea first, Mr. Zonko," Harry interjected. "Harry!" Fred said, a grin appearing on his face. "Mr. Potter? Do you know what you are talking about?" Mr. Zonko asked him. "Yes, of course I do. I am the one who paid for their research! I do know, in fact, that these two young boys are the inventors of the Skiving Snackbox!" Harry replied, now as red as the twins. "Well, well, we'll just have to see what the Wizard's Court has to say about that," Mr. Zonko replied, "Now, if you would kindly leave my store before I call someone in to force you out." Harry and the twins exited the store, along with Ginny.
"How dare he!" Harry yelled out. "He stole our idea!" Fred agreed. "Don't worry, he won't get away with it," Ginny said, very calmly. "And how do you know?" George asked. "Well, it just so seems that now he does not have his instructions on how to make them," she replied, with a devil-like smile on her face. "What do you mean?" Harry asked her. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket. She had stolen Mr. Zonko's 'recipe' for the Skiving Snackbox. "Brilliant! Just bloody brilliant!" Fred shouted out, pulling his sister into a great big hug. "Come on sis, and Harry, let's go get something to eat," George said. They all headed off to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer and something to eat.
Ginny and Harry had a marvelous time in Hogsmeade that day, shopping and talking about things. They ran into Ron and Hermione, who both looked like they were having a good time as well. It seemed as though a trip to Hogsmeade with Ginny was just what he needed to cheer him up.
"What's wrong with him, professor?" Harry asked Dumbledore. "Well, it seems as though two people had used the Cruciatus Curse, and when two people administer such a curse at the same time, the body of the victim is no longer in control of the victim. It is not really controlled by anything," Dumbledore told him. "I don't understand," Harry admitted to the headmaster. "Well Harry, let me put it this way. Two death eaters put the Cruciatus Curse on Severus at the same time. Since there was two curses, the effect was doubled, and the outcome was twice as worse," Dumbledore said, simplifying his earlier statement. "Well, I guess that's a little bit easier to understand," Harry replied. "Well, I shall be off now. Please come to my office tonight at nine o'clock," Dumbledore told him. Harry felt a tingle on his arm, where the Order mark was, and Harry knew that there was an Order meeting tonight at nine. "Okay, I'll see you then Professor," Harry said.
He watched as Dumbledore strode out the double doors, and out into the corridor. He laid back, and fell asleep immediately. He didn't wake up until dinner that night. He headed down to the Great Hall, where Ron and Hermione were sitting, waiting for him to arrive. Hermione grabbed him, and pulled him into a hug. "Oh Harry! I was so worried about you when I heard what had happened!" Hermione exclaimed. "Glad you're okay, mate," Ron said, giving him a nice firm handshake. "Yeah, so am I," Harry replied, with a little trace of a laugh in his voice. "So, tell us Harry, what exactly happened?" Ron asked. "Well, I was walking back from Lupin's office, and I saw Snape talking to some hooded figure, which I later found was Antonin Dolohav. I was listening to Dolohav warn Snape about Voldemort's plans to attack him. Dolohav must've been the informant who sent the note to Snape earlier. Then about eight death eaters appeared out of thin air, and circled all three of us. I could tell one of them was going to attack me, I read their mind. So I could easily dodge it. But then some masked men came and attacked the death eaters, and I was saved. I'm pretty sure they were Order members. And Snape is in the hospital wing, going insane, since two people put the Cruciatus Curse on him at the same time," Harry told them, speaking very quickly. "Wow!" Ron exclaimed. "That's really serious Harry! Snape could die!" Hermione told him, looking very worried. "I know. Dumbledore told me. Snape was lying in his hospital bed, shaking very violently, and I asked Dumbledore what was wrong, so he told me," Harry replied. "Oh, I do hope he's alright!" Hermione exclaimed, rather passionately. Ron and Harry both looked at her weird, as she was acting very strangely about Snape being hurt like that. Harry hurriedly ate his dinner and after everyone was done, Dumbledore stood up to make a speech, and Harry knew exactly what it was going to be about.
"Our school was attacked today by a number of death eaters, and Harry Potter was affected by this attack, along with the Potions professor, Professor Snape. Professor Snape is not doing very well right now, so keep him in your mind, and hope he becomes better. He will not be able to teach Potions for the time being, so you will have a subsitute professor for right now. That will be me, your Headmaster," Dumbledore began. "Wow! Dumbledore is going to teach us potions!" Harry exclaimed. "Harry, that's nothing to be happy about! Snape could be hurt so bad, he would never be able to teach again!" Hermione replied. "What is it with you and Snape? Don't tell me you have something for a teacher!" exclaimed Ron. "Eww! Ron, thats gross! He's like thirty years older than me!" Hermione returned. "Well, by the way you're acting, it seems like that just a little," Ron told her. "You're so immature," Hermione said. She got up and rushed off towards the common room, leaving Harry and Ron staring after her in amazement. Harry and Ron just shrugged it off, and began eating their dessert.
After eating their dessert, they went back to the common room, but didn't see Hermione in the common room studying like she always was. Harry and Ron looked around for her, but didn't find her at all, they shrugged it off and sat down on the sofa by the fire. "I hope she's alright by tomorrow," Ron told him. "I'm sure she'll come around. I think she's hiding something. Something she really doesn't want us to know. We just have to let her know that we care about her, and want to know what's going on," Harry replied. "Well, that does make sense. Maybe she will come around. She always seems to," Ron said. "Well, I'm going to go read some of this book I have, I'll talk to you later Ron," Harry told him. Harry walked up the steps to his dormitory and sat on his bed. He drew the dusty old book from underneath his bed. "Elemental Magic," Harry thought, "Sounds interesting." He began reading the book, starting the new section, one about elemental magic. He remembered reading something in the book about the Novo Animus about needing to summon the element of wind in order to complete the ritual to restore a person's soul, and he knew that this book would tell him how to summon the element of wind.
First, the book began to tell about the different elements. "Fire, wind, water, earth, and lightning are the five most common elements that are more easily summoned by a witch or wizard. There are a few others, but they are too difficult to explain, and will not be included in this book. The five elements mentioned, are easier than those not mentioned, but they are still very difficult to summon," the book read. "Hmm, it doesn't sound too difficult, how hard can it be?" Harry asked himself, "I'm sure I can summon lightning very easily," he thought, remembering how he had the mark of lightning upon his forehead, a constant reminder of the prophecy. "The elements can only be summoned by someone who is in great need of the element. The elements will not always be needed, but the summoner will know when the element is needed, thus granting them the power to take control of the element. The only true way of taking control of an element is to concentrate very hard on your goal, and on the element. Then follow this by pointing your wand straight, and concentrating even harder. If this makes sense to you, then you will know how to control the elements, and use them to the best of your ability," the book proceeded to say. "That's pretty confusing," Harry thought. He continued reading the book until he had become very tired, and decided to put it away, after reading about fire, water, and earth.
He laid back onto his bed and closed his eyes. He was very tired, and was ready to go to sleep. He fell asleep within a few minutes, and began dreaming about Cho as soon as he did. He thought about what it would be like to have her back, to make things right. But then he would remember he was supposed to go to Hogsmeade with Ginny. Did he really like his best friend's sister? Or was he just trying to be nice to her? Harry didn't know how he felt about either girl, Ginny or Cho. All he knew was that he would have to save Cho, to bring her back to life. He woke up in the middle of the night, shot straight up into a sitting position, and felt himself sweating like a pig. He got up from his bed and walked into the bathroom, where he washed his face, and got a drink of cold water. He went back to his dormitory and tried once again to fall asleep. This time however, he did not dream about Cho or Ginny. He dreamt he was walking down the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side of the castle. He entered the room where he had once seen the three-headed dog, and once again, the dog was there. He played a little bit of music on a flute, and the dog seemed to fall asleep. He went through the trap door, and landed with a thud. There sitting right in front of him was a long thin instrument made of gold. It had a ruby-red button on one end, and a small hole at the other end. All along the object, there were ancient symbols, which he couldn't read. He knew what the object was. It was the Novo Animus.
He awoke with a startle. Ron was shaking him, trying to get him out of bed. "What do you want?" Harry asked him. "Well, you were talking in your sleep again. I thought maybe something was wrong," Ron told him. "No, Ron, nothing is wrong," Harry replied. "Well, it's time to get up anyway. Breakfast is starting," Ron told him. "Well, alright, I'll get up," Harry said. He got out of his bed, and threw on some clothes, and his Hogwarts robes. He slipped on some shoes, and walked down the dormitory steps with Ron, and into the common room, where Hermione was sitting, reading a book. "Hey Hermione," Harry said to her, very softly. He wasn't sure if she had calmed down since the previous night. "Hey Harry," she replied, not looking at him. "Look, Hermione, I'm sorry about last night. And I wish that you could forgive us," Harry said to her, very calmly. "Well, I guess I can forgive you," she returned. "Is there anything you want to tell us?" Ron asked her. "I guess I could tell," she said, putting her book down. "What is it?" Ron asked, very eager to learn Hermione's secret. "Well, Snape is my uncle," she said to the two boys, looking very seriously. "WHAT?" they yelled out. "That's unbelievable!" Ron shouted out.
"When did you find this out?" Harry asked her, still shocked. "Over the summer. My aunt told me. She came over for dinner one night, and told me she had something important to tell me. She told me that Severus Snape is my uncle, and that she had been hiding the fact that she was married from my parents. That's when I found out that my aunt was a witch too.," Hermione answered. "Whoa, that's creepy," Harry replied. "Yeah, I don't know what I'd do if I found out that I was related to Snape," Ron added in. "It's not that bad," Hermione told them. "Well, I'm getting hungry, so let's go get some breakfast," Ron said to Harry and Hermione. Hermione just rolled her eyes, and began walking down to the Great Hall with her two best friends.
They sat down in their normal seats at the table, and Ginny sat next to Harry when she got there. "Hey Harry," Ginny said. "Oh, hey Ginny," Harry replied. "Ready for today?" she asked him, a large smile on her face. "Of course! Are you?" he answered. "Yep! We're gonna have a lot of fun!" she replied. She sounded like a giddy little school girl. They all began eating breakfast, and when they were finished, they headed back to the common room to grab a few things before heading off to a day in Hogsmeade. Harry and Ron went into their dormitory, and each grabbed their money bags, before heading back down to the common room. They stood there, awaiting Hermione and Ginny. When the two girls arrived, they left the common room, heading for the Entrance Hall.
They reached the Entrance Hall, and exited the school building, after Filch had checked to make sure they were all eligible to go into Hogsmeade. They all entered the marvelous town of Hogsmeade, ready to do a little bit of shopping, and to have some fun. Harry and Ginny went one way, Hermione and Ron heading in a different direction. Harry and Ginny's first stop was Zonko's Joke Shop. They wanted to grab a few things that would really make Filch angry.
They entered the shop and saw Fred and George talking to Mr. Zonko. The twins looked very angry, and they were holding something which looked like Skiving Snackboxes in their hands. Harry and Ginny walked a little closer to the twins, wanting to know what was going on. "You stole our material!" Fred was yelling. "It was my idea first!" Mr. Zonko shouted back. "No it wasn't!" George retaliated. "It was!" Mr. Zonko replied. "I do believe it wasn't your idea first, Mr. Zonko," Harry interjected. "Harry!" Fred said, a grin appearing on his face. "Mr. Potter? Do you know what you are talking about?" Mr. Zonko asked him. "Yes, of course I do. I am the one who paid for their research! I do know, in fact, that these two young boys are the inventors of the Skiving Snackbox!" Harry replied, now as red as the twins. "Well, well, we'll just have to see what the Wizard's Court has to say about that," Mr. Zonko replied, "Now, if you would kindly leave my store before I call someone in to force you out." Harry and the twins exited the store, along with Ginny.
"How dare he!" Harry yelled out. "He stole our idea!" Fred agreed. "Don't worry, he won't get away with it," Ginny said, very calmly. "And how do you know?" George asked. "Well, it just so seems that now he does not have his instructions on how to make them," she replied, with a devil-like smile on her face. "What do you mean?" Harry asked her. She took out a piece of paper from her pocket. She had stolen Mr. Zonko's 'recipe' for the Skiving Snackbox. "Brilliant! Just bloody brilliant!" Fred shouted out, pulling his sister into a great big hug. "Come on sis, and Harry, let's go get something to eat," George said. They all headed off to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer and something to eat.
Ginny and Harry had a marvelous time in Hogsmeade that day, shopping and talking about things. They ran into Ron and Hermione, who both looked like they were having a good time as well. It seemed as though a trip to Hogsmeade with Ginny was just what he needed to cheer him up.