Hiya everyone, I'm back with chapter five. This chapter has more excitement!! It also concentrates on your relationship with Harry and the beginning of some more, I hope you like it!!!!
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The Guardian
Chapter Five
Prisoner 1102
'I'm still watching you; never forget that my child…' his flashed in your mind.
'No! No, please! Go away!!' you fling your arms to rid of them, but they will not fade away.
'Hmm, hmm, hm, hm, hm; ha, ha, ha, ha!!' his snicker erupted into a crude, cackle like chuckle.
'-------------… --------------!!!' You hear Harry's voice rise from the darkness. He is calling you desperately, longing for you to come towards the light. A tiny speck of light begins to appear from above you. You lay, curled up like a ball on the darkened ground. You lift your head slightly and see a shadowed figure falling gracefully towards you. You raise one hand weakly, to identify the being.
It's Harry!!
He is floating above you and halts at arms length, you look away in disbelief. He smiles down at your frightened face and reaches down to you, gently placing the tips of his finger to your cheek. Your eye open swiftly and look back to him.
'-------------, I'll always be here to protect you.' you smile and as he outstretched a hand, you take it. And he lifts you up and wraps you into a loving hug, holding you protectively and keeping you from the darkness.
You wake with a startled jump. It takes you a long while to recover; you placed a hand over your eyes and inhaled deeply.
Suddenly you realise that your other hand is caught, you look down to see Harry leaning against your bedside. He's face shows that he is fast asleep, sleeping peacefully. You gasp; he must have heard you screaming.
All of a sudden, you remember the events of last night and begin to feel regret.
'Oh no! Why did I have to kiss him?! This is going to jeopardise the mission.'
Squawk! You turn your head towards the open window and see Grace perched at the sill.
"Grace! Hey baby." You whisper, seeing that all the boys are still asleep. You reach over with your other hand and gently place the corner of the bed sheets where your hand once was. As not to disturb him.
You carefully sneak to Grace a stroke her neck and down her back. She ruffles her feathers happily, she coos as her head rubs against your hand. Having Grace around again brings you joy, she is the only one you could ever go to. To get all the anxiety out of your system and today would be no different.
"Ah! Baby, you wouldn't believe what I've done." You sit besides the window, ready to regale her with last night's events. Suddenly, you notice a letter attached to her foot, you remove and open it. As you begin to read, you cross the room to fetch some treats for her.
Giving Grace the dead mouse, you red the letter aloud.
"Dear ------------, I regret to inform you that prisoner 1102 has escaped from your cells, please be on the look out. With love and respect, your Master."
"Whose prisoner 1102?" You shoot round and see Ron coming towards you.
"Ah! Ah, no one." You stuff your letter inside your pocket, along with your bracelet. He eyes you wearily.
"Okay then." He lowers his eyebrows and you look away uncomfortably.
"Harry told me about last night…"
"My Gosh! I didn't mean to-" You began, however shortly cut off.
"Didn't mean to what, get upset?" It hits you like a ton of bricks, Harry didn't tell Ron about the kiss.
"Oh! You mean the kiss!" He figures out dazedly. You roll your eyes.
'Maybe; he did…'
"So why were you upset, if you don't mind me asking?" You feel a heavy load building steadily, would it be a good idea to tell Ron? You have been told that talking to some one how doesn't know you could help. Especially dealing with delicate matters, such as this.
You scan the room; all the others are sound sleep.
"Well; you can't tell any one about this. Okay?" Ron nods and offers a seat on his bed.
And so you confess to Ron about your first mission and what had happened. How 'the nameless mage' violated you so brutally, not knowing - even to this day, why he did such a terrible thing.
Without realising, you portrayed the event far too deeply and left Ron utterly speechless and white as a ghost.
"So, so, he raped you?" Ron voice high and squeaky.
"Well, I wouldn't class it as rape, I don't know what to call it but I feel so awful. I let him do that and I liked it, well, at the time. But now I can hardly look at myself the same way. And now he's escaped and he'll probably come after me." Ron stared at you bizarrely.
"Why would he come after you?"
You start to sniffle, "because of what happened to me, my Master went after him and captured him. I was able to tell my Master of his location and when he was brought in 'The Nameless Mage,' swore revenge on me. Because I told of where he dwelled." You begin to cry and Ron wraps an arm around you.
"Don't worry, I'm sure it'll work out for the better. I mean, Dumbledore is here and he is the most powerful wizard of our time. I'm sure he'll protect you." You rub your eyes and nod.
"I - I just don't understand it, why did he do that to me?"
"Well, maybe - since he is a mage, he could of placed a charm on you? To make you enjoy it." You shrugged and looked around, Harry was still leaning against your bedside.
"I can't believe I kissed him…" You sigh and trail off, never removing your eyes from his sleepy figure.
"W-well, are you sure that you kissed him?" You shot back at Ron and he jumped at the glare you gave.
"I mean that, maybe he kissed you?" He rose his eyebrows at you. You stare blankly back at him, considering Ron's sudden suggestion.
"Well, I think it was mutual, since he was kind of upset when I told him I shouldn't have let it happen." Ron nodded and stared at the floor.
"Anyway, after my Master found me outside the gates, shortly after he sent me packing around the world, telling me specific cities and dangerous places to visit. I did run into a few muggers and rapists and let me tell you something, they did not get away with crossing my path…" You grumble and Ron giggles.
"But, since I came here; I've seemed to forgot everything about my training. I'm talking back to people, mouthing off, getting far too involved." Ron nods and asks respectfully.
"But isn't that a good thing, I mean the, you're here to protect Harry, getting involved could help that right?"
You shake your head before he finishes, "I was always taught that getting involved is one of the worst things you can do to jeopardise a mission." Ron nods again and looks over to Harry.
"To be completely honest --------------; Harry really likes you." You look into Ron's eyes and see the truth come forth.
"I know and even he realises that it's only been a day, but he really likes you…" He pats your shoulder, leaving you dumb founded.
'Harry, like me? Wow, I knew that he liked me but by the look on Ron's face, this is serious. Oh fuck!' Before you knew it, Ron had got dressed and nudged your shoulder.
"--------------, you'd better wake Harry.' You move past Ron and crouched down beside Harry and rubbed up and down his back.
Harry mumbles dreamily, his soft features are so tranquil and dazed.
"Harry, come on, breakfast is going to be ready soon." Harry opens his eyes gradually and looks up at you, his arms dazzling in the rising sun light. He smiles and you tell him that you'll wait for him outside.
You sit outside and pull out the letter you received, reading it over about a thousand time, you are frightened beyond belief. He feels another ache occur and your eyes widen, it is far more painful than the pervious ones. You grip your chest and lean forward, unable to yell out in suffering, unable to breath and restore your life force…
Everything begins to fade and close in around you…
"-------------?" You fall forward and inhale a vital breath. You land on the floor and Harry leans down to observe you.
"--------------! Oh my gosh! Are you okay, speak to me." You open your eyes and grip his shirt, you begin to breathe deeply again.
"That's it, slowly, deep breaths." He breathes with you until you are able to speak.
"Thank you," you sit up and Harry rubs your back, glaring at you in concern.
"Are you okay now?" You nod and he pulls you into a hug. Your cheeks rise with heat and you sense that he is feeling the same. You can feel his heartbeat and it sooths you, his warm and soft chest makes you drowsy.
'Wait!' Your eyes widen.
"No Harry, we can't keep doing this. I am your body guard." You unwrap his arms from you.
"Well; what better way to guard my body." His face turns embarrassed and his cheeks turn pink. You gasp, unable to believe what he had just said.
"Mr Potter I am so disappointed in you, thinking of such things, now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get dressed." You leave Harry, his face burning and a cheeky smile on his face.
Shortly afterwards, you both meet Ron and Hermoine down at the Great Hall. You scraff down some breakfast and watch Hermoine give Ron the silent treatment, with much assmument.
The morning went by swiftly, the whether outside caused you to gain a rather annoying headache. At lunch, you sit beside Ron and read through some book on the subject of moonstones. After about ten minuets, you become board and decide to search for certain charms. Ron's suggestion earlier intrigued you, so you decided to look up in it.
You soon have two piles of books ether side you, Harry and Ron decide to join in and help you. Although, Ron was the only one how knew what you were looking for.
Suddenly the bell rang and you had to return to class. With a heavy sigh of defeat you pile the books into the trolley by the desk and head towards your next class.
Ron pats your shoulder and Harry glares at you both. You smile at him and nudge him playfully, Harry dismisses it and sighs.
Before you head down to Hagrid's Hut, the guys ask if they can quickly head to the toilets first, you nod and follow them. When you reach the toilet doors, you knock and walk inside, checking along the walls, the windows and the floor. You soon come back out and they go in.
You lean against the wall and close your eyes, listening for any sign of sudden movement. From a distance, you hear a humming and almost hovering sound from beyond the bathroom. Steadily and gradually, the noise grows.
It is far too close and you barge into the room, Ron and Harry both yell at you but you ignore them and continue to glare at the window.
You narrow your eyes and slowly step back towards Harry and Ron, lifting an arm over their bodies and you push them back towards the door. You all exit, you never take your eyes away from the window. You grunt and advise them to go to the next class.
You quicken your pace as you walk out into the grounds. Hurrying the boys along, who seem to not notice the thundering humming from above.
"--------------, wait! What's the rush?" Your eyes widen and you leap forward, screaming.
"Hit the dirt!" You push the boys the ground and a black figure flies overhead. He soars high up and circles you from above, like a hungry vulture.
Thunder suddenly bellows and raindrops fell rash from the sky. You rub your free of mud and you stand ready, reaching down into your belt, you pull out your thin, retractible staff. You lean over Harry and allow him to stand, he pulls out his wand and you order him to put it away.
Ron already speeds back towards the school, to fetch Professor Dumbledore, knowing that Ron was not the target. The invaders white hair blended well with the grey clouds. He grins freakishly and his eyes glisten.
You feel your heart beat race, it thuds in your ear. The tension between you is mounting ever so slowly, enough to cause a nervous break down.
Harry places a hand on your waist and leans in closer to you. You can feel his hot breath on your neck and you shudder slightly.
Suddenly, from high up, he speaks.
"So we meet again my child. How have you been? Tormented by the mere memory of me? Have you missed my touch; my taste…" He moves his hand down his side and touches his groin. You shudder and Harry whispers to you.
"Is this what you meant by, a rocky past?" You nod, his eyes turn dismal and hurt.
"No! He, he did something to me, I don't know what but, he made me - erg! I'll tell you later."
"You may not get the time my pet, for I am here to take Mr Potter away." You gasp and move slightly closer to Harry.
"You will not touch him! And I am not your pet!" You smirk and he swoops down.
"We shall see!!" His eyes grow wide and his fingernails extend, a sinister sight to be sure. As he nears, you move your staff back, ready to swing your arm and strike him.
The distance between you rapidly shortens and as he draws ever near, you begin to yell out in a battle cry. You feel a huge and miraculous energy building in your arms, your voice rises and Harry wraps his arms around your waist.
"I know you can do it…" He whispers in your ear and you automatically sense your strength has increased.
Without hesitation, you swing your metal poll and it stops deadly, a blinding light flashes between you. And he screams at you, trying heard to pierce through the beam and to reach Harry.
"G-Go back to the pit which you came." You order him and with one last thrust of your arm, the light hits him and sends him soaring into the heavens and never to obey gravity again.
You pant with exhaustion and fall back into Harry's arms. He holds you lovingly and he tucks your head under his chin.
"------------; thank you." You smile and lean up, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"I, I did it Harry!"
"Yes, yes you did." He smiles and you squeeze him tight. He lays you down on his lap. Swiftly Dumbledore approaches, with Ron at his side.
"Are you alright -----------?" You nod weakly. Dumbledore also nods and look to Harry.
"Harry, I think, maybe, it might be wise; if you take Miss ------------ to the Hospital Wing and have Madam Pomfrey see to her at once." He nods and picks you up. You fall sound asleep before you reach the main doors of Hogwarts.
A few hours later, you wake, the room is lit by candlelight and peering down, you see Harry napping at the side of your bed. You smile and lean over, fiddling with his scruffy hair. He moves suddenly and wakes with a start.
"Evening Harry," he looks toward you and smiles.
"I'm glad to see you're awake." You grin and he sits up, unable to speak.
"I'm, thanks." You giggle slightly, feeling your strength return.
"What are you talking about, I am your proterctor Harry, and it's my job." He blushes and thanks you again.
You heard footsteps enter the room and you soon see Ron and Hermoine, each carrying a plate.
"Hey Harry, -----------, we brought you some dinner." Ron gives Harry a plate and Hermione gives you yours. You inhale the sweet smell of fresh vegetables and rice, picking up the fork, you start eating immedically.
"Are you feeling better?" Hermione asks, concern in her eyes. You simply nod and glance at her strangley. She just smiles and sits at the end of your bed; she swiftly moves a bag from her shoulder to the bed and pulls out tons of paper.
"I know that you missed classes today Harry, so I brought you work, to keep you occupied." Harry smiles disappointingly and you try hard not to giggle.
"Thanks Hermione." Ron shifts looks between you all, when he suddenly accnouced that they should leave for bed. You nod and thank them for the food, swiftly, they leave and you are left alone with Harry.
You finish your dinners in an akward silence. You can sense that Harry wishs to ask you about the Nameless Mage.
"Okay, heres the deal. He is known as the Nameless Mage, he's meant to be one of the most powerful beings in the universe. Once my temple training had been completed, my Master sent me to track him down and capture him. But, I failed, he; seduced me." You feel your face flush and your stomach churn, afraid of Harry reaction.
"Oh; I see." You roll your eyes and fold your arms. Harry apologizes swiftly and allows you to contiue.
"I fell asleep shortly afterwards and found myself naked at the temple when I woke." He nods and sighs, placing a hand on your knee.
"I'm sorry ----------, if I knew this eailer, I wouldn't of…" You can tell he means about all the romantic times you had shared.
"But, it's not your fault, I didn't stop you." He nods.
"But hey! You defeated him! That's great!" His mood changed rapidly. However, you shake your head and reply.
"But, this time he was after you!" His glance moves from you and fall to the bed sheets.
You feel a massive weight lean against your chest; you begin to feel the pressure return. You didn't realise that protecting Harry would be so complicated, so emotional; so confusing.
Your biggest fear is that you haven't even come up against Voldemort yet. But you sense that it would be a one step at a time deal. The wise words of your Master return into consciousness.
"-------------; I know that with you here, I am safe." You grin and hug him.
"Thank you Harry, I needed to hear that." He nods and stands, streaching up.
"Well, you'd had better get some rest." You see Dumbledore appear at the doorframe.
"Proffesor Dumbledore is going escort me to Professor Umbridge's detention. Then he's going to take me to get some pyjamas." You nod and wave at the white bearded man. He waves back with a small smile.
"I'll be right back." Harry leans down and kisses the side of your forehead. You can easily see that he didn't realise what he did because he stops dead, three feet away from your bed. He shakes his head and carries on.
As they leave, Madam Pomfrey enters.
"How are you feeling dear?"
"Much better thank you." She leans over and feels your forehead.
"Hmm, you should be ready to go by morning, just take some of this and your fever should go down." You reach for the cup, take a mouthful and spray it back out.
"Yes, I see why you and Mr Potter get along so well." She pours another doze into the cup and gives it to you. You swallow it quickly and she gives you a sweet to eat.
"What do you mean?" She raises her eyebrows at you in shock.
"Well, he's been at your bedside all afternoon, never leaving your side. Plus, he just gave you a kiss; you two seem very nice together. Perhaps a strong, level headed girl like you can teach him to respect the rules." You feel yourself turn pale again.
"But; but where I come from, a relationship of romantic nature is strikey forbid!" You sigh.
"Well sometimes, you just have to listen to your heart. I know that if you end up being together, you get far too involed and could get him hurt. But; sometimes, with special cases falling for him could only bring you closer and help you protect him better." You grunt and fall back into your flat pillow.
"I've only been here two days for Kami sake!" She laughs and leaves you to sleep. Your head is filled with so much confusion, you end up staying awake.
It seems like foreve till Harry returns. He waves off Dumbledore and returns to your bedside.
"Hiya, sleepy?" You nod and fiddle with your fingers.
"--------------?" You look at him with fear.
"Do; do you like me?" By the look in Harry's eyes, you can see that he is not dumb, he knows perfectly well what you truly mean.
"Well; I'm not sure. I do admit that I have an attraction for you and I do like you but; I'm not sure if I-I"
"It's okay Harry, you don't have to say it."
"D-do you like me?" You blush extremely red and look away.
"I feel really happy around you and when I'm close to you; I feel so much bliss and when you're not there, I feel completely lost. I think I do really like you. But Kami! I've been here a total of two days. You are the first person my age that I've got close you; maybe that's why I feel this way. I think we should just see how it goes." Harry nods. Touching your hand and rubbing it, you lean in close to him and he hugs you.
'Wait! Why are we doing this?! If he doesn't know if he likes me or not, why is he hugging me? Touching me?' Your thoughts trail away.
"What happened to your hand?" You ask in shock, seeing the words wounded into his hand. He winces with a hiss.
"That bloody cow, she made me use a special quill that printed the words into my hand." You aw him and kiss his hand better.
"Thanks," he giggles slightly. He crawls past where you're sitting and sits just bellow the pillow. He opens his arms and you lean back into his hug. There you stay for the whole night, wrapped safely in Harry's arms. Feeling safe from the Mage and your fears seemed to disappear.
The next morning came quickly and you hop out of bed, carefully removing Harry's arms first. You quickly walk to the chest of draws beside you and pull out your clothes. You swiftly put them on and quickly clean yourself up in the mirror.
Beside you, Harry mumbles in his sleep. Like an innocent child that has lost his favourite toy. You sigh and gently nudge him away.
"Come on then Harry, lets get up. I'm starving, I need some breakfast!!" You now grab his hand and pull him out of bed. He groans and follows you half sleep. You pick up his glasses on the way out and you yank him around the early school hours. As you both move down the steps, Harry stops you suddenly.
"But the common rooms this way." Shaking your head in refusal, you yank him again.
"But ------------! I'm in my pyjamas." You roll your eyes and mutter boys under your breath.
"Harry, I'm starving, you can wait outside the hall while I grab some toast." Harry still continues to argue, even when he's outside the door waiting for you. You graciously give him your robe to wear; he shivers as you come out.
"You baby…" He sneers at you; you climb the stairs again and are soon back in the common room.
You sit on your bed, your back turned to the wall. You ask every now and then if the boys were ready. But every time you got a telling off and things thrown at you.
"Okay ----------, lets get going." You hear Harry open the door and you dash out. As you walk the corridors, back down to the Great Hall, you pass Cho and she smiles at Harry. You can't help but be a little jealous, seems that Harry practically drools over her. You suddenly stop him.
"Harry, I think you should ask her out." He stares at you blankly.
"What?" He asks in his cute tone of voice.
"Well, I'm not going to stop you. I think she likes you." You nudge him teasingly.
"Ah, but what about…"
"I think the best way for us to forget that is to find someone else." He seems to take it all in and nods gradually.
"Perhaps we need to focus on other people to sort out how we feel about each other?" Harry seems to understand and grins. You feel happier now, knowing that you can start to forget about that kiss.
To you it almost seems like a curse, if only you hadn't kissed him. You were always taught to not get emotionally attached. Then you can see an image of your Maters tern face pop into your mind.
A romance is strictly forbidden, but now you know that Harry knows he can see other people. Perhaps you haven't gone too deep to never recover.
You sigh and reach the doors of the Great Hall.
You grab another few slices of toast and slap on some butter and jam. You are busy talking to Fred and George about their sweets, the subject interests you a lot.
You slowly find yourself attracted to George; you take a fair amount of time exploring the subject in detail. At first you thought of them as slackers but you can see how much effort they put into their sweets.
George's eyes gleam in the light of the new day and you find yourself blushing.
'It must be the hormones…' You sigh and bring your attention back to them. Soon, Harry taps you on the shoulder and you wave goodbye to them.
You follow Harry later to his next detention but you are forced to wait outside. As you sit at the foot of the door, you can feel a sharp pain in your chest. It is like before, but far more numb. However enough to make you wince at every attack. It's as if you can feel that quill rip at your skin.
You move forward and squeeze your fist tight. Gasping every now and then, it is one of the most awful pains you've ever felt. Even prison torture couldn't compare to the suffering you felt now.
"Oh, there you are." You look up and see Draco's patched face, you restrain yourself from snarling. But you do not stop yourself from grunting.
"Waiting for Scar Face to get out of detention?" You nod and look away.
"Oh, before I forget you'll be hearing from my Father very soon, since I sent him an owl after you brutally attacked me."
"Ha! I didn't attack you, I was merely defending my dignity." You grits his teeth and changes his expression.
"But, I could make this easier for you, take up my original offer and I'll spare you a trail." You laugh directly at him.
"No thanks Draco, I prefer a straight challenge thanks, maybe your Daddy will fair better than you did."
"Why you!" He pulls out his wand and is ready to announce a spell. You stand ready to fling the wand from his hadn, when a familiar voice come from down the hallway.
"Leave her alone Malfoy!" Ron trots down the hall and reaches you.
"Oh, so what, are you two timing Scar Face with the red head." He snickers, giving you an opening to move towards him.
"Ricka-"
"No -----------, watch out!" Ron jumps forth and pushes him to the ground. Malfoy is soon standing and kicks Ron back down to the ground. He cries in pain and you swipe his hand and pull him pack against the wall.
"Leave Ron alone!" But as his wand is by his side, his flicks it and a flash of light hits Ron directly in the head. Knocking him straight into a slumber. You inhale angrily and thrust your arm to your shoulder and crash-land it right beside Malfoy's head. Leaving a large imprint in the wall.
"Watch your step Malfoy! Next time, I wont miss!" You growl and he dashes off in fear. You turn back to Ron and pull him to your lap.
"Ron! Ron! Please wake up! Open your eyes!!" He doesn't wake and you feel tears spilling from your eyes.
His face turns pale…
Omg!! Poor Ron!! Well, you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what happens. I hoped you like that. The next one will be up very soon, I hope. Please review and tell me if you like it!!