~If only I could just get us all out of here in the blink of an eye…~
*What are you waiting for?*
~But there's no exit to the Chamber!~
^ARE YOU A WIZARD OR NOT!!!!!^ Hermione roared. ^FOR GOODNESS SAKES, UNBIND YOUR POWERS!!!!!^ She had been waiting ever since the first year to get someone else with that line. It was quite embarrassing when it happened to her.
(A/N: Trying to get by the devils snare in the first book, near the end, Professor Sprout's challenge… If you still don't understand, then ask me about it, or just by the book.)
~Oh, yeah~ Harry closed his eyes quickly undid the bind on his power. However this took several crucial seconds. Ron and Hermione looked up at the cracking ceiling. Dust and small rocks were coming down. The ceiling was bending inwards.
Harry quickly grabbed both of their paws with his wingtips. ~HOLD ON TI…~
They were in a place with no sound, no light, no warmth, no matter, little energy. In fact Hermione and Ron couldn't feel Harry's hand on their skin, or even themselves. They screamed, but couldn't hear anything, themselves or each other.
Harry was the only one who didn't scream. He had promised himself that he wouldn't freak out again after losing that many days to the hospital wing.
After about two seconds of complete nothingness, they burst into the Great Hall.
This wasn't where I was planning to land. It's really crowded in hear. Dang. I'm a mini-drag. I didn't want Dumbledore to know that or that I'm an anamigas, let alone the rest of the school! Wait a minute, ~~~OWWWWWW!!!!!~~~ He gave off a shriek that he didn't know that mini-drags could make.
Apparently he didn't land anywhere close to the floor. The cat and the griffin he carried arrived a split second after him. The cat had no wings so fell, clutching his wing with a large paw. This basically destroyed his left wing. The cat then transformed into a humming bird and flew gently to the girl's bathroom off of the Great Hall. Griffin had only scratched his right wing a little before remembering to let go and fly by himself. Then he shrank himself and went to join Hermione, not noticing where he went.
They might have gone unnoticed, if it weren't for the fact that feline shrieks pierced the air, and a mutilated mini-drag fell from the sky, twirling in a down ward spiral, vainly trying to use his wings to get him aloft again, right onto Dumbledore's lap. And then fainted. (As you all know, anamigas normally don't hold their form after losing consciousness, especially if it hasn't been very engrained by practiced.)
So a green bloody winged snake fell onto Dumbledore's lap in front of the whole school, and then turned into a very Bloody Harry Potter.
The Hall was in uproar. What the heck was going on? No one can apparate inside Hogwarts, and no animal can change forms like that, and no griffin can just disappear.
Dumbledore was in shock for about two seconds, unfortunately enough for the whole hall to register that the mini-drag was Harry Potter. Then he quickly decided against casting an invisibility spell, and have more unexplained happenings. He quickly picked Harry up, and then had to sit back down. Harry wasn't under 100 lbs anymore.
Snape, of all people, was the first teacher to overcome his shock. He ran over to Dumbledore, helped him lift up Harry, and took him to the Hospital Wing.
Halfway there, Harry regained consciousness. He looked at his rescuers. AHH, It's Snape! Then he regained his memories of the last year up to the great hall incident.
He thought about Ron and Hermione. I'm okay guys. Just stay wherever you are for now. Don't come out yet, I'm not sure if Dumbledore's mad or not, and I can't talk to him.
Okay, I hope you're not in the Hospital Wing forever. Ron out.
~Wait! Put me down! I don't want to live my life in the Hospital Wing~ Harry tried to talk to his carriers.
"Harry, we can't understand Parseltongue. Try English."
Harry tried, but it appeared his normal vocal cords were shot. ~I can't.~
"Maybe he can't Dumbledore. And he's getting heavy." Snape put Harry down.
Harry nodded his head. Darn, they are going to take me to the hospital wing. I'll get my own reserved bed. I'll never get out of the hospital wing. Oh well, at least I won't have to dress up as a muggle medieval girl. And Ron will. Harry laughed out loud at this, but it came out as a hissing noise.
"I think he's getting worse, maybe we should hurry."
"Nonsense Snape. Look at the smile on his face."
"Why can't we just magic him onto a stretcher?"
"Oh, yes. I forgot." Dumbledore pulled out his wand and waved it and smiled too.
Snape muttered something about questionable Gryffindor sanity. Dumbledore and Harry chuckled until they reached the Hospital Wing.
"What has Potter done this time?"
Dumbledore and Snape looked reluctant to answer. Maybe they just didn't know how to put the bazaar scene into words. They didn't even know how what Harry did was possible. But they would save their questions until Harry was able to answer them.
"Never mind. I'm not sure I want to know. I'd probably get another fish story." Poppy started examining Harry.
"Well, the only thing that's wrong with him this time is a couple of broken bones, a couple of cuts, a little blood loss, and a little ripped flesh from his neck to his elbow, running through his vocal cords. Well I can fix all that in no time. However, if this keeps happening, he'll deplete my stock."
Madam Pomfrey went into the back room to get the blood restorative potion after reconnecting, with her wand, all the bones, muscles, connective tissue, and skin.
Harry looked much better, if really hungry and a bit weak.
Snape breathed a sigh of relief. Dumbledore looked at him funny.
"Don't look at me like that. Just because I've finally understood that Harry isn't the same as J. Potter, (He wouldn't admit it, but he would rather say Voldemort's name than James's,) doesn't mean I've lost my marbles."
"I would never laugh at anything, I'm just happy for you." Snape looked very annoyed at Dumbledore's response.
Madam Pomfrey gave Harry the blood restorative. It tasted like some sort of rotten eggs and raw seaweed mixed together. He made a mental note to learn how to make this, SOON! Then she left to tend the only other patient muttering quietly something about cursing pimples and stupidity.
"You may go back to dinner, but I want a full explanation Sunday night. I don't want to keep you any longer than I have to, or put you under more pressure than I have to, and we're meeting then anyways. I believe your friends are in the girl's bathroom off the Great Hall. That is unless, of course, you want to tell me now?"
Snape gawked at the special treatment. But as soon as he opened his mouth, Harry fugitively cast a silencing spell. He wanted out of there quickly.
But Merlin! That's probably the busiest bathroom in the whole school. What is Ron thinking?
"No thanks, but thank you. What are you going to tell the school? How much did they see?"
"They saw the whole thing. You arrived about a minute late, so almost everyone was already there. And your screaming didn't really make you inconspicuous. We will tell them that you have been working on illusions, and that scene was for their entertainment. It's rare, but not quite as punishable as being unregistered anamigas, and not as exciting as being able to apparate into Hogwarts, which I will expect a full explanation on, as I told you."
"Okay, Thank you again. Bye." Harry ran out the door, changed form with a pop, and went between to the girl's bathroom.
~*~
#I can't believe it! I hurt Harry! I KILLED Harry!# Little drops of salty water were rolling off the end of her long, white beak.
*Do you know how funny it is to see a humming bird accusing herself of harming an Alpine Mini-Dragon?* Ron asked, trying to lighten the mood. Ron flew down and sat on the big white perch opposite hers. He grew to be the same size as her hummingbird. There was lots of noise cover and commotion to cover their entrance.
#But it's true! I killed him. Now he won't be ready for…#
*Nonsense. He landed in Dumbledore's lap. He'll be back in minutes I bet. Just as long as it takes them to drag him to the hospital wing.*
I'm okay guys. Just stay wherever you are for now. Don't come out yet, I'm not sure if Dumbledore's mad or not, and I can't talk to him.
Okay, I hope you're not in the Hospital Wing forever. Ron out.
*See, he's okay. It's just like I said. He'll be down in a while.*
#Thank you Ron.#
*No problem.* They sat there, just waiting, for a while.
*I'm going to change back to human form, Okay?*
#Sure, I will too.#
They both transformed, and found themselves squished, their shoes inside the toilet bowl, being soaked, their robes also touching the water, and Hermione's head was on Ron's upper chest and neck, right below his chin. Their knees were bumping each other's.
"Opps, Sorry!" Ron tried to quickly move out of his current position, and just managed to bump the unlocked door wide open. That was when he realized he was in the Girl's bathroom. And not just any girl's bathroom. This time it wasn't the most deserted bathroom in all of Hogwarts. It was the busiest girl's bathroom in the whole school. Shucks, it might as well be the whole world. He just realized the only reason that this stall wasn't in use was because of the lack of toilet paper.
The door swung wide open, revealing Ron and Hermione to a line of giggling girls.
"Could you help us get out of here Lavender? We're kind of stuck." Then Hermione kissed Ron quickly on the lips, thinking it was a good alibi for not being at dinner, and they wouldn't be connected to the scene in the Great Hall.
Lavender giggled. Giggling should be outlawed, Ron thought, unknowingly repeating Harry sentiments in their fourth year right before the Yule Ball. "Sure! So it's official now that Ron's your boyfriend!"
Come on. You like me, and we need an excuse to get out of this one. Just nod your head. They won't tell any teachers, if that's what your worried about.
What about Prefects?
We are the Prefects!
Oh right. He nodded. Later I'm going to…
To do what?
Ron stopped thinking, and blushed. He took Lavender's outstretched hand. He really did need help to get out of this position. In more ways than one.
They both got out of the toilet stall with Lavender's kind, giggling, assistance. We are so stupid. We should of just flew on out of here and transformed somewhere else. I wonder how much this 'assistance' is going to cost us in reputation. I guess I shouldn't be worried about that though. This is kind of fu…
You know I can hear you, Ron. You're projecting. And you're calling me stupid.
Opps, sorry.
Just then a rush of cool air brushed them. They looked up. "Vito Mini-Drag." Ron shouted the spell to make others not notice or shun something. It was a fairly difficult spell with everyone who needed to be affected in the bathroom. The only person it didn't work on was Hermione, because she knew the counter. Follow us.
Okay. There's a secret passage way out of sight just over there we can go in.
Thanks. But you're still not getting out of it. A deal's a deal.
Come on Humsnow,
Why must you insist upon calling me that! That doesn't make me want to…
Because you need a nickname, and Hermy doesn't sound all that great. Okay fine, we'll do it.
Hermione began to transfigure their clothing.
~*~
Lavender was gossiping with her friends about what she just saw and did. The news spread through out the Gryffindor table, and then spread through the whole Great Hall. Even Dumbledore caught a whiff of the rumor that Hermione and Ron were going out. His eyes were twinkling brightly.
All of the sudden a girl with a very weird bright purple dress, tight around the waist and very puffy everywhere else, and short messy black hair walked through the entrance to the Great Hall with a burning face. She was followed by another girl with short red hair in a bright pink dress, styled the same as the first girls. This odd duo was followed by Hermione.
"What did you do to yourself, Harry and Ron?" Dean said, causing the giggles and whispers to multiply in their vicinity and then spread outwards.
Ron and Harry's faces were very red as Ron replied, "Lost a bet to Hermione."
~*~
In the Chamber of Secrets 6:00
~Was that really necessary?~ Harry complained as they entered the library.
^No. But it sure was fun! Here are your books back. You two were very funny at dinner. I'm glad you took it so well!^
Ron and Harry blushed again.
Ron changed the subject, *You know, it's much easier to talk like this. Odd isn't it. We've been able to talk this way for less than a week*
~I think it has something to do with it being embedded in our souls, which is closer to our mouths than our brains~
^That sounds really weird, but likely. Now let's hit the books.^
Harry and Ron both nodded vigorously before bending their heads into their books.
Hermione sighed. ^Aren't you forgetting something?^
~Wha… Oh, yeah. Cognosco Celeriter. Cognosco Celeriter. Cognosco Celeriter. That's much better~
Hermione started in on Powerful Applications of the Secrecy of Wandless Magic Against Wizards.
~*~
Light was hitting his eyes. It smelled like old musty books, and EWWWWWW! Oh, I'm still in the library.
He opened his eyes and looked around slowly. Hermione and Ron were also slumped against books. Light was pouring in from directly overhead. Must be a spell to simulate the outside. I wonder how we got from being normal kids to wanting to stay up all night and read. And not worrying about anything. I wonder what Voldemort is doing right now.
All of the sudden it got pitch black dark. The only reason he could see anything was because he changed his eyes to their anamigas form, and even then he could just tell everything was spinning.
Everything stopped spinning. Harry looked around, and then stopped moving, thinking, and even breathing.
Voldemort was yelling at Lucius Malfoy, "You incompetent fool! Maybe you should go to Dumbledore! They say like should stick together!"
"But Master, I just said maybe we should be more caref…"
"Do you doubt me?" Voldemort hissed in a deadly whisper.
"No, no Master. I was wrong, sorry Master. Please tell me your plan to destroy Dumbledore and Harry Potter."
"Actually, the plan is to destroy all resistance to my cause. And then clean the globe of all traces of muggle scum. But we must start with getting rid of Hogwarts and the people in it and surrounding it. They are the main resistance. The world will not be able to stand without them. All shall be Pure!"
Voldemort laughed with that high-pitched voice that Harry had known for 6 years. Malfoy tried to laugh confidently and evilly, too. He failed in the confidence category.
Chills ran down Harry's spine. At least He doesn't notice me yet.
Voldemort stopped laughing. "Did you here that buzzing?"
"No, milord."
"Someone might be with us. Keep an eye out. In the meantime, I decline to tell you anymore of my plans until you find a lead on that prophesy. Oh, and if you don't find one before my plan is ready to execute, it will be you whom is executed. I feel there is something more to it, and Potter knows it.
"However, once he went back to his relatives, the ancient familial spell on him was renewed, and I won't be able to access his mind again until it wears off a bit."
"Could you at least tell me when your plans might take place, so I can know how desperate my attempts should be?"
"Yes, you may. Sometime in October."
VERY IMPORTANT INFORMATION, MUST REMEMBER, MUST TELL DUMBLEDORE! MUST NOT FORGET THIS DREAM! His mind was screaming advice at him. He knew that he had forgotten lots of important dreams in the past, and didn't intend to do so, ever again.
"I definitely heard something that time."
Oh no, Voldemort is going to find me!
"It's Harry Potter! Quick, cast a shield, we'll be able to catch him!"
It was like one of those scenes where the door is coming down, and the hero dashes madly to get there. It looks like he's not going to make it, and then he flings himself forward, and skids through the thresh hold, just as the door slams shut.
This was basically the magical equivalent. Except the shields were coming from the ground and the sides and Harry was flying in spirit-form strait up.
Altogether, this was a very stressful experience. Enough to make anyone scream.
Hermione and Ron woke up rushed over to Harry's screaming body just as he made it all the way back to himself.
^*Are you okay?*^ It sounded really weird with them both making feline noises, but in very distinctly different languages.
~Yes, but that was really stupid of me. I should have gotten out of there sooner. Heck, I shouldn't have gone there in the first place!~
^What are you talking about? You were here the whole time! Or were you?^
~It's kind of confusing. Actually I did get a lot of useful information. It was just very… um… well… Voldemort almost trapped me… Here Ron, just look.~
Ron very worried by this time got the hint and read Harry's mind, and then he transmitted that to a very worried snowy leopard, Hermione.
*You should go tell Dumbledore*
~Since when do you follow those rules?~
Ron blushed, and then smiled evilly. *Since Hermione became my girlfriend!*
~WHAT! When did this happen~
Ron blushed again *I wouldn't worry too much about how it happened…*
Hermione had picked up her book and seemed to be intently reading the book in front of her, when she burst out, ^OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!^
She started running towards the door.
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*Goes to bang head on table*
NO! Don't want to loose more Brain Cells! They're very important, The Dr. Said So!
*Regains some of sanity*