A/N: Points of Clarification. If you have understood the whole story so far, you don't have to read this, 'cause I'm not letting out anything new. Also, if your confused about anything in this story, ASK!
~ahdtha~ this is the symbol for Parseltongue
#ahdtha# this is the symbol for Hummingbird Language
^ahdtha^ this is the symbol for the Cat's Meow
*ahdtha* this is the symbol for the Griffin's Caw
ahdtha This is the symbol for mental communication, or just thinking.
(ahdtha) this is the symbol for secure mental communication, the brackets represent shields
Ahdtha is just a random group of letters used for this example
Chapter 11: The Last of Reality for a LONG Time
^Come on, they're there, and we aren't. We haven't been for over a day now!^
~Take it easy! Who?~
Hermione ignored the take it easy part as she reached the tunnel opening and transformed into her hummingbird form to fly out. #You snakes!#
*Oh, MY GOSH! What if Neville or Dean or, even worse, Seamus found them, and thought…*
~That would be bad~ Harry said as calmly as he could. ~Hey, let's go the short way. Grab hold, and try not to cut me this time, OKAY~
*Okay, I was just, a little scared last time*
#I won't do it again, honest# Hermione said. #Especially in this form!#
They both hung on for their lives as Harry went between planes, and then back to the 6th year boy's dormitory. Harry had decided that either the others were in there and already freaked out, or they had left, and there was not need to worry about exposure. He was wrong.
The whole Trio managed not to scream this time, however a very loud yell still assaulted their ears.
It looks like all three of them just decided to sleep in today. Oh, this is just great. Really smart. If I would have come in a different way…
Come on Harry, you couldn't have known that. You know, I really have to find a way to link your minds as well. All this relaying is getting… repetitive, even if it doesn't hurt anymore.
We have more important things to do now! Do you think we should transform here, or let them worry that Voldemort has penetrated Hogwarts?
Transform here. Don't want to start a panic.
I don't think I have enough courage to face them, not if they look at me like Seamus looked at you last year!
Come on Ron, have a little backbone. But I understand your position; I'm in it to. How about we count to three.
~*#1, 2, 3 GO#*~ This sounded really weird, even to their own assorted ears.
Okay. That is the most hilarious thing I have ever seen in my life. I am so happy they are pointing wands at us, but decided to stop just now.
HARRY
We should stop this conversation, and talk to them, before they decide that we're still a threat. Not that it would harm us, as I have learned some pretty cool shields, but I don't want to have to reveal that yet.
Good Idea. I don't want to take any chances with your shields.
I would punch you right now if it wouldn't upset my image.
HAHaha, no. We have to talk to them now. And try to do something to stop them from being scared.
I'd like to see you try, actually if you could distract them for a few seconds…
I'll try, no promises.
"Neville, Seamus, Dean…" Ron started.
"You can put your wands away now. We aren't your enemies," Harry continued.
"You sound like your trying that Jedi mind trick, Ron." Hermione joked trying to lighten the mood.
Dean laughed. The rest looked confused, including Harry and Ron.
"Okay, their definitely not muggle hating Death Eaters if they know about Star Wars." Dean said, lowering his wand, and then tossing it onto his bed.
Neville threw his wand down too. Seamus lowered his wand, however, he kept it with him.
Dean noticed all his friends had confused looks. "You know, Star Wars? The best and most famous sci-fi epic of all time? Oh well, I'll have to show it to you during Christmas Break if you come over…"
"How did you guys transform like that? You're not registered Anamigas," Seamus interrupted Dean, looking sort of very nervous still.
Hermione answered this, as she knew all the Ministry of Magic rules to the letter. "We've just finished learning it. Lupin has been teaching us, with Dumbledore's knowledge. He said we're not to tell the ministry unless necessary, because of the potential for surprise against Voldemort." Hermione then glared at Seamus.
[ While Hermione, Ron and Harry were having a mental conversation. Mental conversations are much faster than regular human speech.
Hey, could you get them to go onto my legs without the others noticing. I don't want to remind them of, or reveal, anything. You never know if they could get captured during the war. Loose lips sink plans, or maybe it was planes… or oh well, just some phrase that Moody told me…
You know, I think during the summer you spent way to much time with him…
Have not. And Constant Vigilance is Important!
I stand by what I said.
URG, well could you try to speak to them?
Sure hang on. I can't hear you when I'm talking to them. It takes a bit more concentration to switch brain types.
They said move closer to your bed.
Okay, I'll try to get over there. If I don't make it, could you?
Only if it's impossible for you, Ron thought with grim determination
Harry guffawed mentally, while trying to keep a strait face. He tuned back into what the verbal conversation.
]
"Yeah, about that. Harry, I'm really sorry about all that stuff I said last year, and well…" He held out his hand.
Harry stepped forward and shook it. He was still in a good mood, and ready to forgive. Besides, didn't Dumbledore say that one of the best things to do when Voldemort was gaining strength was to stand strong, together? He also took advantage of the situation. After he released Seamus' hand, he stepped back towards his bed, almost 10 ft of ground covered, and 4 to go. "No problem. I didn't want to believe it either at the end of last year. Anyways, it would be best if you didn't know anymore about this than possible, so, would you mind just letting us go now?"
He took those last three steps over to his bed, fairly inconspicuously.
"Sure. I mean, I owe you one big time, for not believing you and you trying to save the world and all."
Harry burst out laughing. He just couldn't hold it in anymore. What an ironic reverse. When they had no evidence and he was in a vulnerable position, they hated him. (Specifically year 5.) When they had plenty of evidence to convict him, they decided to be nice to him, even though he could have used it more last year. Oh well.
You know, listening to your thoughts, I know you're not crazy or trying purposely to offend them. But you are succeeding. Hermione sent through Ron to Harry.
Oh yeah. May I borrow Pig?
Yeah sure. What for?
You'll see.
"I'm sorry for laughing so hard, it's just that Pig is tickling me." ~Transporto Pig Hac~
HARRY! What the heck did you do that for?
I learned a bit of shielding magic that just makes it so that the people on the other side have all the perspective of a muggle, and brush off anything slightly unusual as just their imagination, run away with them, oh it's just their 'magination…
HARRY! Well, that is kind of clever…
Hermione… Ron started, going to say something clever about her being clever and calling Harry clever.
What? Oh, we'd better stop talking like this for now.
Harry pulled Pig out of his robes.
"How did he get in there?"
"Flew in? Dunno."
"Okay, well, I have things to do now, so bye! Dean, you coming?"
"Yeah. Bye guys." They left Harry Ron Hermione Neville and two very hungry snakes in the sixth year boy's dormitory. (A/N: If you just randomly read that sentence, wouldn't it sound, weird? And much worse than it actually is?)
"So Harry, are you planning on restarting the DA?"
"Actually I hadn't thought about it. Do you want me to continue it? We do have a proper DADA teacher now."
"Yeah, but we still need more practice with fighting and dueling. Now more than ever."
That would be cool if we could arm them all with wandless magic, don't you think? Harry? Ron? They were both silent for a minute.
I have stuff to do. I am sure of that for at least a week. Tomorrow is when it happens. Even if I don't know what it is yet, I do want to be prepared. And that means studying those books.
How about you say you'll think about it, and after a week, you'll give them your answer, Hermione sent.
Harry repeated that to Neville, almost exactly word for word. All he changed was the tense from you to I.
"How about instead, we set our first meeting for next Wednesday, and I'll bring all of our old members. Did you want me to ask any teachers to sponsor it and make it official, so that we can have it in the bulletin?"
"How about we discuss that all at the first meeting?"
"That sounds good. I'll leave you guys alone now. I'm sure you're doing something important."
Harry, Ron and Hermione all stuttered. They didn't want Neville to feel left out, and they definitely didn't want him knowing that they were doing something, but most of all, they were surprised at his deductive reasoning.
He left the room smiling slightly.
*Okay, Neville got smart over the summer. WOW!*
^Could you be a little less politically correct?^
"Oh, Shoot! Neville is listening to us with one of Fred and George's ears," Ron said, switching over to English for Neville's benefit.
"How in the world do you know that?"
I can hear him. This way. Let's just leave. Take us the fast way. I don't feel like explaining any more, and… The library is calling my name. Can't you hear it, it's saying, Ron come here 'cause there's lots of fascinating stuff here…
Hermione and Harry laughed.
I'm serious.
He's not Sirius! Sirius is!
Harry seriously…
Well, the first signs of true knowledge obsession. I have converted him.
I hope we don't have to go through the sorting hat again. I have this funny suspion that we would all be put in Ravenclaw right now. Although… No I'm over her! If you would have told me that Ron would be a book fanatic last year, I would have asked if you wanted me to call the nice men in the white jackets.
Huh? I have the feeling I should be offended.
You should. But never mind. Muggle reference.
Okay.
Hang on.
Hey!
Harry popped them through to the chamber. His stomach growled, so he immediately popped them back to the kitchen.
Harry, I almost slipped!
Yeah, What are you playing at?
Sorry, It's just that it's lunchtime, so I figured we could go to the kitchen.
How did you know the area would be clear?
Let's start heading to the Great Hall. I didn't. I still have that not-notice-anything-weird-shield on, but still wanted to aim for a pretty remote area. It should come in really useful. It works as long as the subjects aren't specifically looking for something weird. It only changes the unconscious mind, not the conscious one. It's much easier that way.
How far does the shield extend?
Well, the book said that depended on the power of the person who created it. They referenced another book How to Find the Extent of Your Powers and Their Limitations. Actually it was a series. I hope I can find it when we get back.
~You should be able to~ said Thrinsyl.
By the way, how many books are in that library?
~A million. Give or take a few hundred~ said Zarsal.
How do you know that?
~What do you think we're here for? We're basically the librarians, and the libraries guards, but we probably wouldn't be able to keep out anyone smart enough to get down their~
~It was YOUR fault that Riddle got let in! YOU were sleeping! It was MY turn to sleep!~
~Well, I told you that I was! I expected you to wake me up, BEFORE going to sleep!~
Hey guys, cool it for a bit, or mind talk. We're entering the Great Hall, and I don't want anything to blow up, just because someone was in a curious mood.
~Okay, bye!~ They shrank down and went under his robes to outline his small biceps.
"You look very strong Harry."
"Shut up, Ron."
"I thought you were trying to be good natured Harry?"
"HAHA! My acting skills are improving I see. Did I seem very annoyed? I want to have acting down, in case I have to spy on anyone.
"Yeah, Haha."
They pushed open the enormous doors to the Great Hall and Harry marveled again at the enchanted ceiling, reflecting the cheery blue sky outside. I wonder if I'll read in the library how to create that…