Saving Harry

Hermione and Aglaia were talking about the Greek Isles when they heard Rons frantic voice.

"Hermione! Aglaia! Quick! I need your help! Hermione! Where are you guys?"

Hermione quickly opened the door and stepped out of the suite. "Ron? Where are you?" she yelled looking in the opposite direction where he was coming from. He ran up behind her, startling her.

"What is the matter Ron?"

"We have to save Harry! He's stuck on top of the train. Or at least someone is. But I just know it's him. Come on! He's outside of Dennis' suite."

"Come on Laia."

Hermione grabbed Aglaias hand and pulled her out of the suite. Neville, Dean and Seamus followed the three down the hallway to the second car and into Dennis' suite. His brother Colin was trying to get open the window to help Harry. It was jammed shut. Ron went to the window to help Colin pull it open. It was no use. The window was not budging an inch. Ron tried Alohomora on the lock, but the lock was already open.

"Hey you guys, over here!" yelled Neville. "We got the door open. We can see him. He's barely holding on!"

Hermione and Ron ran to the door. Harry was on his tippy toes on the windowsill and was holding on to the handle so tightly his knuckles were white.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled at him. She had half her body hanging out of the doorway. Ron was holding tightly onto the belt loops on her pants. "Hold on! We're going to help you!" She looked back at Ron. "Pull me back in Ron." Ron pulled her lightly back on the train. "What are we going to do? It's to dangerous for any of us to climb out there to pull him up. We can't risk all of us getting killed."

"I don't care what you say. Harry has risked his life for us many times. We can for him!"

Ron moved to the side of the open door. He saw another handle like Harry was holding on to just above his head. He reached up for it, when he saw another person on top of the train.

"Hermione, you've got to see this! There's someone on top of the train!"

"What?!"

Hermione stepped in front of Ron to see what was going on. Sure enough there was another person on top of the train. It must be an older student. Someone in their 7th year. They must have disapparated onto the top of the train. They saw the person reach Harry, lay down, and reach out their hand. When they spoke, Hermione could tell it was their new friend. Aglaia. She couldn't have disapparated to the top of the train. No wizards under 17 were allowed to do so.

"Harry! Give me your hand, and think of the inside of the train."

"I can't let go!"

"Yes you can. Trust me Harry. We can do this together! Please give me your hand. I promise we'll be safe if you do what I tell you!"

Harry looked down for the first time. The train was going over a bridge. It was a good 100 feet to the lake below. He looked up at Aglaia. She had a reassuring smile on her face. Harry slowly reached his hand up to hers. They weren't close enough to grab a hold of each other.

"I can't. We're too far away!"

"Harry, please hold on a little bit longer. I'm going to go get help! Don't let go please. I will save you!"

With that she disappeared. With a loud pop she reappeared behind Hermione and Ron.

"I need help. Someone has to hold on to my legs so I can reach Harry. I'm too short to reach him, and he's too weak to pull himself up any. Ron please help!"

She didn't give him enough time to answer. She wrapped her arms around him and with a loud pop they were gone. Hermione stood there in disbelief for a moment. She had never heard of people disapparating together. Aglaia must be a powerful witch. Hermione stepped forward and peered out to the train top. She could see Aglaia laying back down. She pulled out her wand and pointed at Rons feet.

"Anaxagore. Ron, you wont fall. Your feet are stuck to the train. Don't worry. Just grab my ankles and hold me so I can lower myself a little bit. When I get to him, concentrate on the inside of the train. If everyone's not concentrating on the same thing it won't work."

"Okay." Ron managed to choke out.

He bent down and grabbed Aglaias ankles. He had a hard time keeping balance, with his feet stuck to where they were. But at least he wouldn't fall and kill them all. Aglaia started to lower herself toward Harry. She knew she didn't have much slack without Ron being able to bend more.

She had to at least reach his hands. She made it all the way to his head. She wrapped her arms around his head the best she could. She hoped Ron would be able to support all her weight. If not she would go plummeting to the lake, and Harry would have to hold on the entire way to Hogwarts, while Ron was glued to the top of the train.

"Harry. Start concentrating on the inside of the train. Don't think about anything else except inside the train. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

Harry shut his eyes and starting to think about sitting in the suite of the train. His fear was disappearing. He felt warm, like he wasn't outside. He could hear Aglaia softly chanting exafanizomai. There was a whoosh of air. Then it was quiet. Almost quiet. He could hear girls laughing, and the soft chugging of the train. He opened his eyes and he was sitting in the suite.

He turned to Aglaia. "You saved me!"

"It was nothing really. I learned to disapparate years ago. I can't believe you guys have such strict rules."

Harry looked at her with amazement. He hadn't felt such kindness from a stranger before. He wrapped her up in a hug.

"Thank you so much. I will never forget this. Thank you. Thank you."

Aglaia was a little surprised with the force Harry was hugging her with. But she soon relaxed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're welcome Harry."

Harry didn't want to let go of his saver. He had never seen such bravery being used by someone else. He was always the bravest. He was grateful to her. Their hug continued for 10 more minutes.

"We can leave you two alone if you'd like to be." Hermione said quietly.

Harry suddenly remembers there are other people in the suite. He smiled at Ron.

"Thanks a lot mate. If you hadn't helped. I would still be out there."

"Well then, you owe me a new pair of shoes." Ron holds up his feet to show his sock clad feet. Everyone in the suite laughs. "Just kidding mate. We'll get them down when we get to school. I'm just glad that we got you back in here safe." He looks at Aglaia. "That was bloody brilliant. I don't think I've ever seen someone in their first year disapparate!" Hermione and Aglaia look at each other and laugh. Ron and Harry look at the two confused. "What's so funny?"

"Laia isn't in her first year. She's in our year. Sixth." Hermione tells them.

"I guess I do look like I'm that young. That'll be nice when I'm 30. I'll look like I'm still 20." Hermione and Aglaia laughed to themselves again. The boys still wore their confused faces.

"I can't believe you're in your sixth year! You really don't look it." Ron blurted out.

"Thanks. That's actually a nice remark." She glanced next to her at Harry, who still had his left arm around her waist. She blushed a little. His arm felt nice there. She had never been held like this before. "For someone who thought I was a first year, he's sure holding on tight to me."

Harry blushed and started to remove his arm.

"You can leave it there if you want to. It feels sorta nice." She whispered in his ear.

This made Harry blush even more. He had only been romantic with one girl, Cho Chang, but it was a disaster. Maybe Aglaia would become something more than a friend to him.