Chapter 15: Double Vision
On Wednesday morning Page waited for Harry to meet her outside her office. There was a sudden knock on the door. And Harry came in. "Hi, Harry. I wanted to ask you about the DA tonight?" They talked about Harry's new plans about tonight's first meeting and how people have been waiting for new spells to work on. "Harry I have been meaning to talk to you about something." Before she could ask him anything, other sixth year Gryffindors entered the room. "Wait for me after class. It's important." She winked at him, and he smiled at her. "Right, today I want you to come with me outside. Come on people. Lets so." Giving Page curious looks, they repacked their bags and followed Page. They went outside into the grounds and across to the lake where it shimmered and sparkled in the sunlight. "Right can everyone sit down on the grass please? Good. Now because you have been practising the spell I gave you for homework," Page looked at the uncomfortable faces, and knew that no one even tried out the spell at all, "We will be starting a new spell for those people who are going to attend the DA meetings with Harry tonight. So basically all of you." Page showed them a twitching spell, which they performed quite well, and so had finished the class early. Which gave Page time to talk to Harry. "I want you to come to my office tomorrow night. I know you have Quidditch try-outs, but it's very important." Harry frowned at her. "I don't understand Professor." They walked around the lake as she talked to him. "Harry the protection spell has given you my seeing ability. Just like I have your scar, and your ability to speak Parcel Tongue. I'm not sure that Voldemort knows this, but it could help you defend yourself against him." Harry stopped walking and stared at her. "You mean I can see what Voldemort might be up to? I can read his mind?" Page looked at him, it was a very awkward question. "No, not really. The 'sight' basically helps you to stop Voldemort trying to possess you. But instead making sure that you have closed your mind." "You sound like Snape." He started to walk away from her, his hands in his pockets while kicking pebbles into the lake. "Harry it's for your own good. We are trying to help you. The least you can do is come and see for yourself." Page left it at that and walked back up to the castle. She was a little mad at Harry, and they didn't talk to each other for the rest of the day. At the end of dinner, she walked past him, not looking at him, and made for her office. She was just about to unlock the door when she heard a scream of pain and a high pitched cold cackle in her head, and then total darkness.
Page had awoken in the hospital bed. Looking around she was Madame Pomfrey tending to someone in the bed next to Page. When Page sat up she saw Harry. Sweat was trickling down his face; he looked white as a sheet. "Oh my goodness Page, are you all right?" Page turned to see Minerva sat next to her on a chair. "I'm fine, what happened? Is Harry alright?" Madame Pomfrey came over to Page and shoved a cup into her hand. "It looks like you and Potter had the same hallucination. Both of you were kicking and screaming. Potter has come off the worst I'm afraid. He'll be fine by tomorrow." Page was a little mad at her term of hallucination. When she walked away leaving Page, Minerva and a sleeping Harry, Page delved into her vision that she had had. "Minerva, it's something terrible. I must teach Harry as soon as possible to block his mind. Voldemort doesn't know about Harry's new power, but it wont take him long to find out." They were both in deep conversation, when the hospital door burst open and Hermione and Ron came hurtling down towards them. "Professor, we heard about you and Harry, you OK?" Said an out-of-breath Hermione. Page and Minerva smiled at them, and told them about Harry. "Well, it looks like you'll be teaching the DA meeting tonight Hermione. Harry has no chance of getting out to teach people." Hermione and Ron left them alone, and Minerva went to tell Dumbledore. Madame Pomfrey came in to give Page some sleeping potion of deep sleep. And Page slowly sank into her bed.
On Wednesday morning Page waited for Harry to meet her outside her office. There was a sudden knock on the door. And Harry came in. "Hi, Harry. I wanted to ask you about the DA tonight?" They talked about Harry's new plans about tonight's first meeting and how people have been waiting for new spells to work on. "Harry I have been meaning to talk to you about something." Before she could ask him anything, other sixth year Gryffindors entered the room. "Wait for me after class. It's important." She winked at him, and he smiled at her. "Right, today I want you to come with me outside. Come on people. Lets so." Giving Page curious looks, they repacked their bags and followed Page. They went outside into the grounds and across to the lake where it shimmered and sparkled in the sunlight. "Right can everyone sit down on the grass please? Good. Now because you have been practising the spell I gave you for homework," Page looked at the uncomfortable faces, and knew that no one even tried out the spell at all, "We will be starting a new spell for those people who are going to attend the DA meetings with Harry tonight. So basically all of you." Page showed them a twitching spell, which they performed quite well, and so had finished the class early. Which gave Page time to talk to Harry. "I want you to come to my office tomorrow night. I know you have Quidditch try-outs, but it's very important." Harry frowned at her. "I don't understand Professor." They walked around the lake as she talked to him. "Harry the protection spell has given you my seeing ability. Just like I have your scar, and your ability to speak Parcel Tongue. I'm not sure that Voldemort knows this, but it could help you defend yourself against him." Harry stopped walking and stared at her. "You mean I can see what Voldemort might be up to? I can read his mind?" Page looked at him, it was a very awkward question. "No, not really. The 'sight' basically helps you to stop Voldemort trying to possess you. But instead making sure that you have closed your mind." "You sound like Snape." He started to walk away from her, his hands in his pockets while kicking pebbles into the lake. "Harry it's for your own good. We are trying to help you. The least you can do is come and see for yourself." Page left it at that and walked back up to the castle. She was a little mad at Harry, and they didn't talk to each other for the rest of the day. At the end of dinner, she walked past him, not looking at him, and made for her office. She was just about to unlock the door when she heard a scream of pain and a high pitched cold cackle in her head, and then total darkness.
Page had awoken in the hospital bed. Looking around she was Madame Pomfrey tending to someone in the bed next to Page. When Page sat up she saw Harry. Sweat was trickling down his face; he looked white as a sheet. "Oh my goodness Page, are you all right?" Page turned to see Minerva sat next to her on a chair. "I'm fine, what happened? Is Harry alright?" Madame Pomfrey came over to Page and shoved a cup into her hand. "It looks like you and Potter had the same hallucination. Both of you were kicking and screaming. Potter has come off the worst I'm afraid. He'll be fine by tomorrow." Page was a little mad at her term of hallucination. When she walked away leaving Page, Minerva and a sleeping Harry, Page delved into her vision that she had had. "Minerva, it's something terrible. I must teach Harry as soon as possible to block his mind. Voldemort doesn't know about Harry's new power, but it wont take him long to find out." They were both in deep conversation, when the hospital door burst open and Hermione and Ron came hurtling down towards them. "Professor, we heard about you and Harry, you OK?" Said an out-of-breath Hermione. Page and Minerva smiled at them, and told them about Harry. "Well, it looks like you'll be teaching the DA meeting tonight Hermione. Harry has no chance of getting out to teach people." Hermione and Ron left them alone, and Minerva went to tell Dumbledore. Madame Pomfrey came in to give Page some sleeping potion of deep sleep. And Page slowly sank into her bed.