Title: Regnava nel Silenzio
Author: Gia
Rating: PG
Pairing: None
Time: AU
Summary: In a world that's unaware of the Orders' War, a student mage, Harry Potter, must warn the other Orders of the coming evil. Things don't go well when he runs into a student mage, Draco Malfoy, who engages a fencing duel with an inexperienced Harry. The road already begins with a hitch; how will the rest of the journey be?
Disclaimer: The story here is non-profit and for purely entertainment purposes; nor is it affiliated to Bloomsbury or any other publishers of Harry Potter. The characters belong to J.K. Rowling and the plot belongs to me.
Author's Notes: So what am I doing uploading this when I've got other stories going too? Well… sorry but this idea has been bouncing in my head while I've been trying to write the next chapters for my other fanfics. The only way to get rid of it was to write it down. Which I did. I tweaked it a bit and realized that it had some potential… so here I am.
You might be wondering about that non-magic bit, since I do say that there are magic tricks involved. Well, I make a distinction between magic and magic tricks. Harry's doing the latter, as in, it's not really magic, just smoke and mirrors kind of thing.
And about pairings…I'd rather not have any of that here. Maybe some moments between Ron and Hermione or some other characters… I just don't want that to get in the way of all the fun I'm going to have with this. The main characters happen to center around Harry and Draco but there isn't anything going on between them! You could imagine and it could work that way… but officially, nothing's happening.
Now onto the story!!
Tanti, anni son' passati. Many years have passed.
Vite son' cambiate. Lives have changed.
Era la mia città. It was my city.
Non la conosco più. I do not know it anymore.
E ora io sono solo un' estranea And I'm just a stranger
Senza patria. Without a native land.
Regnava nel Silenzio
By Gia
Chapter Two: New Orders
The sound of wide doors creaking open, where the only thing heard. Draco made Harry's limp body float alongside of him, as he sneaked through the halls, heading towards the head of his house, Severus Snape. Just as he was swiftly crossing the halls, familiar voices drew near. Draco froze in indecision, wondering if he should hide, or wait for them to come. Them, happened to be two of Draco's friends. Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.
Now, a thing you need to learn is that all students of the Order of Phoenix had their own unique abilities, or specialized in a separate form of magic. In this case, Draco happened to excel in shadow magic. It allowed him to do multiple things, but of what, he would never say. Only his friends saw Draco work his special abilities with shadows, but they never saw him work at full power. Hermione, apart from being able to soak up knowledge like a sponge, was an empath. She's honed her abilities, and is able to feel other's emotions to a degree, where she can understand what that person is thinking.
Ron owned an ability that didn't surprise the students of the Order, to professors, nor his closest friends. Fire. An elemental magic. If his hair wasn't his trademark, then his fire capabilities were. The three were close knit friends, their differences ranging widely, but they got along well. A big difference was mainly their houses. There were four houses in the Order of Phoenix, and those were Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. All three were in different houses, Hermione in Ravenclaw, Ron in Gryffindor, and Draco in Slytherin.
Luckily, their Order did not have the same problems as most Orders, which were house rivalries. Competition was present, but nothing that was too much to handle. Which was why the three got along well unhindered.
Draco waited for the two to come toward him, and it didn't take long for them to run up and notice Harry's unconscious floating body.
"Cor, who'd you kill!?" Ron yelled.
Hermione smacked him lightly, staring at Harry's face oddly, taking in his pure white robes that flashed in the torchlight, and then looking up at Draco. "What happened Draco?"
Draco shrugged, "Don't ask me. He showed up out of nowhere, we had a duel, and I brought him here."
Hermione raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "And I assume your taking him to Professor Snape?"
"Of course."
"Then we're going with you."
"But what about dinner!"
"We'll get something later, Ron. This is more important."
"Sure sure. Let's just go."
The three continued on their way, and finally reached Severus's chambers. Draco knocked loudly, and the door opened to reveal Draco's head of house. Coal black eyes glittered shrewdly, and he silently motioned them inside. Shutting the door, Severus spoke, "And to what do I owe the pleasure of being graced by your presence?" His fluid voice issued the barest hint of sarcasm present.
Draco floated Harry onto the couch near the fireplace. He related the story, Severus and his friends listening attentively, and by the time he finished, they were all looking at Harry suspiciously. It was different times now, a fake peace that encompassed all the Orders. Such a feeling had only occurred once, and that was during the time of the Order of Serpent. Just recently, the head of Orders have been trying to contact them, but it was a hard task, as they had no idea where each Order was located.
The main focus was trying to contact the Order of 13, who guarded the evil Eáránë. However, progress was slow, if any progress at all. And it was very suspicious to happen onto a mage, so far from their Order, and out of the blue.
"You will awaken him, Draco, and I will speak with the boy."
"Yes, sir."
Draco flicked his wrist, and Harry's eyes slowly opened. He groaned softly when he sat upright, rubbing the back of his neck to ease the soreness. It took him awhile to notice four pairs of eyes staring at him, and he immediately became alert. Enthralling evergreen eyes stared at the others, as Harry immediately scanned them and their magical capabilities. He stood up on the floor in a fluid motion, backing up with two steps. 'Not good..' he thought wearily.
There was silence, save only for the quiet crackling of the fireplace.
"Where am I?" Harry inquired softly.
"Your questions will be answered when you answer ours." Severus replied calmly, a steely edge to his voice. "What are you doing near our Order? Have you come to deliver a message from other Orders?"
Harry narrowed his eyes, but Severus remained unfazed. He defiantly ignored the other three, especially Draco. He was angry for what Draco did, bringing him here! "No, I haven't." Harry replied. "I am looking for the Order of the Phoenix."
Severus did not outwardly react to the news, but he inwardly wondered what this mage wanted with them. If not to deliver a message.. Then what?
"And what business do you have with that particular Order?"
"I apologize, but only the Head of the Order will know of my reason." Harry took another step back. "Now, will you kindly let me go?"
"I'm afraid I cannot acquiesce with your request." Severus responded coolly.
Harry's widened, and he could sense Severus gathering magic. He sent out a shield with his hands before Severus could lash out. But he wasn't safe yet. He cried out, when the fire from the fireplace suddenly roared to life, the flames licking at is back. Luckily for him, mage robes were protected from most magic.
As well learned as Harry was, it wasn't going to be easy to fight these many mages, not to mention a Professor Mage.
He closed his eyes, honing in on the magic that was pulsating around him. Why use his own when he could borrow theirs? Grinning, Harry reached out with his right hand and latched on to the elemental magic strip. The red-haired boy across from him cried out in alarm when he lost control of his magic. The fire from the hearth flew into Harry's hand, and he threw it out at them.
They were caught of guard at this unknown magic, and they all had to drop down to avoid being burnt to a crisp. Harry took his chance, and fled the room. No doubt the commotion would bring attention, and Harry didn't want to have the entire Order battling him. He wouldn't stand a chance. He didn't know where he was headed, so he turned left and ran down the hall. Unfortunately for him, that was the wrong direction.
"Cor, my hair's smoking!"
Severus stood, ignoring the statement. "Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley, hurry and inform the Headmaster of our situation. Do not alert the others of what is going on." The two nodded, and they hurried out the door. "Draco, come with me. You managed to subdue our little friend, perhaps you can do it again."
Draco grinned wryly, and the stepped out. A mere tracking spell would solve the job. A white orb appeared before the two, and they followed it, knowing it would quickly lead them to Harry's spot.
"I'm lost!" Harry whispered to himself. He looked this way and that, but for some strange reason, this Order's base kept changing corridors and staircases. If Harry didn't know any better, he'd say this place was trying to get him lost!
Heart beating frantically, Harry opened the door to a room, and yelled. He had somehow stepped out into the same hallway he had fled into from the room, and the two mages, Draco and Severus, were running straight at him! Without a moment's hesitation, Harry acted. He locked on to his magic, and formed it into a Devil's Snare. He pushed out with his mind, and soon, large thorny vines sprouted from the walls. He turned, and ran down the same hall, hoping to by some time so he could apparate out.
He heard the sound of inhuman high-pitched squealing, which was the sound of the Snare's pain. He assumed his two pursuers were taking care of the plant. And quickly. He rounded the corner, and almost wailed to find it a dead end. It wasn't like that before! What kind of place was this?!
He turned around, and found both Severus and Draco standing in front of him. They were both panting, and sporting a few cuts, but otherwise okay. Harry backed up into a wall, held out his hands. Closing his eyes, he focused on apparating. To the other's surprise, he disappeared with a pop--
And appeared in the same spot again.
"WHAT!?" Harry's eyes flew open. What happened? Couldn't he apparate? This place… sent him right back!
Desperate, Harry threw up his hands, summoning a wall of stone, "Ram en' ondo!" He couldn't help but grin at Draco's outraged cry. But his grin faded, when the sudden yells paused. With reluctance, he walked toward the wall, leaning in, wondering what was going on. 'What's going on?'
He didn't have time to make a sound of surprise, when a pair of hands reached through the stone and pulled him in. He landed against a hard chest, while strong arms wrapped around him, keeping him from moving, save for his legs. He didn't bother trying to move when he noticed more than one mage in front of him. Apart from the Professor Mage, and three student mages he ignored, there stood a wizened Mage, with a long white beard and half-moon spectacles. Not to mention the unknown person who kept him still, with surprisingly strong arms.
It seemed almost inhuman. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he watched with a tense frame, as the wizened Mage stepped forward towards him.
"Aglaophonos."
Harry's head shot up at him, evergreen eyes meeting twinkling blue. "How do you know her?" he asked hesitantly.
"She's sent word of your arrival, Harry. This place is the Order of the Phoenix."
Harry froze. 'Lovely. Just lovely. How was he supposed to know this was the place? If Aglaophonos knew what happened, she'd either laugh her head off or hex me.'
"Er…"
"In the meantime, Remus why don't you let go of young Harry."
Harry straightened up uncomfortably, aware of everyone looking at him. He could see Remus from the corner of his eye, and he was a bit shocked to see that his robes looked a bit shabby, and his appearance gave no impression of such strength.
"Well, Harry," the wizened mage spoke to him, "Aglaophonos and her sisters were right, you do have amazing powers. They have taught you flawlessly. However, would you mind getting rid of that Devil's Snare? The students might have a difficult time getting around that."
Harry smiled sheepishly, and he dispelled his magic. "Oh, I've completely forgotten. My name is Albus Dumbledore. And I am Head of this Order."
He clapped Harry on the shoulder gently, and turned to the other waiting people. "I've got everything under control here. Thank you for bringing Harry to me." He inclined his head silently to both Severus and Remus, and Harry watched as they left.
"Shall we talk in my office Harry?"
Harry nodded mutely, and followed Albus as he walked towards a door on the side of the wall that Harry hadn't noticed before. Opening it, he found himself in one of the most fascinating rooms he'd ever scene. He didn't have the time to take everything in, as Albus instantly headed to his desk. Harry sat in the indicated chair, while Albus sat in front of him, behind his desk.
"Aglaophonos hasn't informed me of your reason in staying here, but I welcome you nonetheless. She has, however, told me that you will explain what has been going on." He regarded Harry with serious eyes.
"Please spare no detail."
Harry nodded, and proceeded to tell him of Eáránë's rising. He spoke of the Order of 13's actions, and that he would be staying with this Order to help them when she comes. "There isn't much time, er.. Mr. Dumbledore--"
"Oh, Albus would be fine Harry. I've known Aglaophonos and her sisters for quite a long time, and they've always called me Albus, even when they were young."
Harry nodded uncertainly and continued, "There isn't an exact time as to when Eáránë will break free from her entrapment, but once free, she will surely head towards the Orders. Thelxiope told me that Eáránë might head towards the weaker orders and seek to gain control from them."
Albus nodded solemnly. "I will be sure to send out word of this news." He gave a smile, lighting the mood considerably. "In the meantime, I'll show you to your new room, and then you can head down for dinner. All of the students should be heading to bed at this point, save for the three who helped in this little escapade. Perhaps you can make friends with them."
'Not likely..' Harry thought dejectedly, but nodded cheerfully towards Albus.
Harry walked as slowly as he could towards the double doors leading inside the Great Hall. His room was quite charming, and he need only call out to a house-elf named 'Dobby', to assist him if he needed help. But none of that had helped him get over his nervousness. He was almost positive that the others wouldn't warm up to him, much less become friends.
Harry remembered when Peisinoë had told him that he seemed like another person when he fought. Harry hadn't understood and Peisinoë had explained that when he fought, he seemed to lose his innocent and friendly appearance. And when Harry thought of the three, he wondered if they thought of him as an unpleasant person. He stopped in front of the doors. 'Don't worry. They'll understand if I just explain. Don't worry. Don't worry. Don't worry..'
The sound of laughter from inside the doors drifted to Harry's ears. 'They're having a good time. Meaning they're in good moods. Perfect!' Harry took a deep breath and pushed the doors open.
TBC