Chapter 12 - - - Dreams and Discussions
"The time is coming," Voldemort hissed. "Soon she shall come or we shall go to her. Either way she will be ours."
The room filled with his evil laughter. Wormtail stood by the door waiting for his master to acknowledge him.
"Wormtail!"
"Yes, Master."
"Go prepare the spot. See to it that everything is perfect. She will get a few surprises when she comes."
"How do you know she will come?"
"Michelle would not willingly place her friends in danger. She will come."
"Very good, Master," Wormtail bowed out of the room.
Harry woke with a start. It was the first time in months that he had seen into Voldemort's mind. He was able to clear his mind and block these intrusions since Professor White had been teaching them. He had so much on his mind lately with trying to figure out a way to help Michelle; he could not clear his mind. He had to tell someone. Michelle was going to walk into a trap. Harry looked around the boys' dorm room. Everyone was still asleep. He got up and walked to the window. The sun was just starting to rise.
"Oh well I can't go back to sleep, so I might as well get ready," Harry thought to himself.
After he was showered and changed, he went down to the common room. He still had to finish a Potions essay for today. When he reached the last step he saw that he was not alone. Michelle was sitting in a chair staring into the fire. But what would have shocked him a few years ago, was Remus' head looking back at her in the fire. Harry did not want to listen, but could not help himself.
"Remus, I'm so confused. I don't think I can do this. I'm not strong enough."
"Michelle, you are strong inside and out. I know you can do this."
"But I'm scared."
"I know, sweetie, I know."
"Why me?"
"He chose you."
"I lost so much to Voldemort. I don't want to lose any one else."
Harry could not believe what he was hearing. He was a bit shocked. He wanted to comfort her as well, but did not know what to do. He felt somewhat like an intruder in this conversation. He did not even really know what it was about.
"Michelle, I can't tell you what to do."
"I know, but can you tell me what you think?"
"I think you should talk to . . . Harry!"
"Harry?" Michelle followed Remus' eyes to see Harry standing near the stairs.
"Er . . . Good morning?" Harry said.
"Good morning Harry," Remus said. "Sorry but I have to go."
"Alright. Bye Remus."
"Bye you two. Oh and Michelle. Go talk to your uncle and father. I believe they can help," Remus' face disappeared with a pop.
"Good morning Harry. What are you doing up so early?"
"I could ask you the same question."
"Well I was talking to Remus of course. You?"
"I had a dream. Well it was more like a vision."
"Of what?"
"Voldemort."
"What about him?"
"He was talking to Wormtail. He was telling him to prepare something for your meeting."
Michelle did not say anything.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked.
Michelle looked at him. "People expect me to have all the answers. They think I'm not afraid of anything and can handle anything that the throw my way."
"I'm sorry," Harry was unsure of what to say.
"No it's alright. It was always this way. You know since I'm Dumbledore's daughter. I should be used to this, but,"
"But what?"
"It's just too much sometimes. You know what I mean? Everyone expects you to be a certain way."
"I understand. Since I'm 'The Boy who Lived,' everyone thinks I can do anything."
"We are cut from the same cloth, Harry."
"Huh?"
Michelle laughed. "We are very similar."
"Oh."
"Now, what else brings you down here?"
"I still have to finish my Potions essay."
"Still?"
"Yeah," Harry said sheepishly.
"Do you need help?"
"Actually? Yeah I do."
"Alright. Let me see it."
A few hours later, Harry finished his essay and other students began to wake up. At once they saw a change in Michelle once again. She was happy again. She was talking and laughing with everyone who talked to her.
"You two are up early," Ron commented.
"I had to finish my Potions essay."
"You still didn't do it?" Hermione asked.
"It's done. Don't worry," Harry told her.
"What about you Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Uh . . . Um . . . Er . . ."
"Ron!"
"Sorry Hermione. I'll do it before class."
"You're a prefect Ron. You should be setting an example."
"But Hermione," Ron whined.
Michelle laughed. Another fight between those two. They would be a great couple. 'I wonder what's holding them back?' she thought.
"Well let's go down for breakfast. I'm hungry," Michelle said breaking up the argument.
"Me too!" Ron said as he rushed past them and headed to the portrait hole.
They laughed as they followed Ron. Hermione looked at Harry and Michelle. 'I wonder what's holding them back?" she thought.
"Albus we can't let her go alone."
"I know Tobias. But we can't hold her back. It's her decision."
"She could get hurt or die!"
"I know, but if she doesn't go we all could. We have to think of the students as well."
"But she is you daughter!"
"I know and I love her, but I cannot force a decision on her. We must support her decision whatever it may be."
"I know, but it is hard to see my little niece go off into a danger we can't protect her from."
"I feel the same way, brother."
The two brothers walked down the hallway into the Great Hall. They saw Michelle sitting with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She finally had a normal life again, but it was soon to be disrupted by the person who took it away from her before. It always came down to Voldemort. He was the cause of so much pain and suffering. If only it could end. If only the wounds could begin to heal.
Unknown to any of them, two wounds were beginning to heal. They were healing each other. Soon they would find peace and happiness in each other when this was all over.
AN: Hey you guys!! Review! Review! Review! I have still need more suggestions as to a place where Michelle should meet Voldemort. So far I have one, the Malfoy Manor (thanks to Mike). Well I have to go to work now, but I wanted to give you guys this before I forgot.
Love ya all,
KoKo Belle
"The time is coming," Voldemort hissed. "Soon she shall come or we shall go to her. Either way she will be ours."
The room filled with his evil laughter. Wormtail stood by the door waiting for his master to acknowledge him.
"Wormtail!"
"Yes, Master."
"Go prepare the spot. See to it that everything is perfect. She will get a few surprises when she comes."
"How do you know she will come?"
"Michelle would not willingly place her friends in danger. She will come."
"Very good, Master," Wormtail bowed out of the room.
Harry woke with a start. It was the first time in months that he had seen into Voldemort's mind. He was able to clear his mind and block these intrusions since Professor White had been teaching them. He had so much on his mind lately with trying to figure out a way to help Michelle; he could not clear his mind. He had to tell someone. Michelle was going to walk into a trap. Harry looked around the boys' dorm room. Everyone was still asleep. He got up and walked to the window. The sun was just starting to rise.
"Oh well I can't go back to sleep, so I might as well get ready," Harry thought to himself.
After he was showered and changed, he went down to the common room. He still had to finish a Potions essay for today. When he reached the last step he saw that he was not alone. Michelle was sitting in a chair staring into the fire. But what would have shocked him a few years ago, was Remus' head looking back at her in the fire. Harry did not want to listen, but could not help himself.
"Remus, I'm so confused. I don't think I can do this. I'm not strong enough."
"Michelle, you are strong inside and out. I know you can do this."
"But I'm scared."
"I know, sweetie, I know."
"Why me?"
"He chose you."
"I lost so much to Voldemort. I don't want to lose any one else."
Harry could not believe what he was hearing. He was a bit shocked. He wanted to comfort her as well, but did not know what to do. He felt somewhat like an intruder in this conversation. He did not even really know what it was about.
"Michelle, I can't tell you what to do."
"I know, but can you tell me what you think?"
"I think you should talk to . . . Harry!"
"Harry?" Michelle followed Remus' eyes to see Harry standing near the stairs.
"Er . . . Good morning?" Harry said.
"Good morning Harry," Remus said. "Sorry but I have to go."
"Alright. Bye Remus."
"Bye you two. Oh and Michelle. Go talk to your uncle and father. I believe they can help," Remus' face disappeared with a pop.
"Good morning Harry. What are you doing up so early?"
"I could ask you the same question."
"Well I was talking to Remus of course. You?"
"I had a dream. Well it was more like a vision."
"Of what?"
"Voldemort."
"What about him?"
"He was talking to Wormtail. He was telling him to prepare something for your meeting."
Michelle did not say anything.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked.
Michelle looked at him. "People expect me to have all the answers. They think I'm not afraid of anything and can handle anything that the throw my way."
"I'm sorry," Harry was unsure of what to say.
"No it's alright. It was always this way. You know since I'm Dumbledore's daughter. I should be used to this, but,"
"But what?"
"It's just too much sometimes. You know what I mean? Everyone expects you to be a certain way."
"I understand. Since I'm 'The Boy who Lived,' everyone thinks I can do anything."
"We are cut from the same cloth, Harry."
"Huh?"
Michelle laughed. "We are very similar."
"Oh."
"Now, what else brings you down here?"
"I still have to finish my Potions essay."
"Still?"
"Yeah," Harry said sheepishly.
"Do you need help?"
"Actually? Yeah I do."
"Alright. Let me see it."
A few hours later, Harry finished his essay and other students began to wake up. At once they saw a change in Michelle once again. She was happy again. She was talking and laughing with everyone who talked to her.
"You two are up early," Ron commented.
"I had to finish my Potions essay."
"You still didn't do it?" Hermione asked.
"It's done. Don't worry," Harry told her.
"What about you Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Uh . . . Um . . . Er . . ."
"Ron!"
"Sorry Hermione. I'll do it before class."
"You're a prefect Ron. You should be setting an example."
"But Hermione," Ron whined.
Michelle laughed. Another fight between those two. They would be a great couple. 'I wonder what's holding them back?' she thought.
"Well let's go down for breakfast. I'm hungry," Michelle said breaking up the argument.
"Me too!" Ron said as he rushed past them and headed to the portrait hole.
They laughed as they followed Ron. Hermione looked at Harry and Michelle. 'I wonder what's holding them back?" she thought.
"Albus we can't let her go alone."
"I know Tobias. But we can't hold her back. It's her decision."
"She could get hurt or die!"
"I know, but if she doesn't go we all could. We have to think of the students as well."
"But she is you daughter!"
"I know and I love her, but I cannot force a decision on her. We must support her decision whatever it may be."
"I know, but it is hard to see my little niece go off into a danger we can't protect her from."
"I feel the same way, brother."
The two brothers walked down the hallway into the Great Hall. They saw Michelle sitting with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She finally had a normal life again, but it was soon to be disrupted by the person who took it away from her before. It always came down to Voldemort. He was the cause of so much pain and suffering. If only it could end. If only the wounds could begin to heal.
Unknown to any of them, two wounds were beginning to heal. They were healing each other. Soon they would find peace and happiness in each other when this was all over.
AN: Hey you guys!! Review! Review! Review! I have still need more suggestions as to a place where Michelle should meet Voldemort. So far I have one, the Malfoy Manor (thanks to Mike). Well I have to go to work now, but I wanted to give you guys this before I forgot.
Love ya all,
KoKo Belle