Itra. K. Yew
Sirius apparated just outside of the wards surrounding Hogwarts, and slowly started walking toward the huge school. His steps were all evenly spaced and slightly mechanical looking. He was holding his arms rigidly at his sides. Looking closer, you could see that his face was slack and his eyes slightly unfocused. He looked straight ahead, not sparing a glance for the setting sun nor for the swaying trees in the forbidden forest.
Upon reaching the huge doors of the castle, he was greeted by an old man wearing bright yellow robes, along with a matching yellow hat. We know this man as Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
" Ah . . . Sirius, welcome back."
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Harry sat in the huge dining room of Phoenix Manor. He had just finished eating canned soup, which he had bought at a Muggle grocery store in London. It was the only thing he had eaten since yesterday breakfast, and it hadn't helped, but he didn't have time to go shopping for more food. He needed to think a bit, then sneak into Hogwarts once it was really dark to see Ginny. After that he planned to come back home and think some more.
He still couldn't remember where he had flown to in order to rescue Ginny. He had tried everything. A pensieve, serious thought, a couple spells, and even meditation. Nothing worked, his phoenix flight had been to fast for these methods. He had absolutely no idea where Voldemort was.
He, of course, had thought of the possibility that the Dark Lord had moved elsewhere, because Harry had infiltrated the hideout, but Voldemort wouldn't do that, he was to arrogant. He wouldn't hide from Harry, he'd wait for him at the same place, sure that Harry would come and be defeated by Voldmort.
Harry ran his hand through his hair and stood up, jerkily. He started pacing back and forth, his hands twitching occasionally. After a few minutes of this, he stopped, and made a low sound in the back of his throat that sounded like a growl. He was so frustrated. His mind was so full he could barely think.
Muttering something about idiot Dark Lords in a harsh voice, he turned invisible and apparated to the Hogwart's Hospital Wing, taking care not to disrupt the wards.
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Ginny awoke at the sound of soft footsteps near her bed. She sat up and looked around, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, expecting to see her mother. When she didn't see anyone there, she was confused. She was sure she had heard someone. Moonlight was streaming in from the window and she could hear crickets singing outside. She was just about to turn over and go back to sleep, when she heard something in the room shift. Tentatively, with a light tremor in her voice, she spoke.
" Hello? Is any- anyone there?" She looked around again, and started in surprise at seeing an extremely pale Harry Potter sitting in the chair her mother had occupied earlier, with a sheepish grin on his face.
" Hey, Gin, sorry if I frightened you." He smiled at her and she thought the smile looked strained and tired.
" Harry!" Ginny pulled the covers off and jumped out of the bed, presumably to give her friend a hug, but she never got that far. The moment she put her weight on her feet she collapsed, only to be caught by Harry, who had stood up the moment he had realized what she was doing. He laid her gently back down on the bed and covered her up. He sat down on the edge of the bed next to her, with his feet hanging over the side.
Ginny gave him a watery smile, and a few tears of frustration leaked from her eyes. She wiped these off her face angrily and sat up. Harry looked concerned. A few minutes of awkward silence and Harry spoke.
" Is this the first time you've woken up?" Ginny shook her head and replied.
" I woke up once before, it was light out. It might have been today, I'm not sure." Ginny's eyes were troubled. " What day is it?" She looked up at Harry, the moonlight making her already pale face glow white.
" Wednesday August third, I think. I haven't really been paying attention. The last time I saw you was three days ago..." Harry trailed off, Ginny was looking at him curiously.
" You saw me? Do you know how I got out of that- that place?" She hadn't thought about this when she had woken up before. She had just been relieved to not be there anymore. Now, she was really curious, someone had to have gotten her out. She looked at Harry and was surprised to see him staring intensely at her. Self-consciously, she asked. " What?" Harry shook his head as if to shake out a though and replied quietly.
"Sorry, nothing, I just thought someone would have told you, if you'd already woken up. I...erm...I got you out of there." Harry looked down and sort of cringed as if expecting an onslaught of accusations and suspicious comments. Ginny stared at him for a few seconds, taking everything in. She was silent, but something new entered her brown eyes, something that was meant solely for the man next to her.
Gently, slowly, she reached out and lifted his head up, then ,still slowly, moved her lips to cover his. For a second neither of them breathed, staring into each other's eyes, then Harry put his hand on the back of her head and entangled his fingers in her hair, and pressed his lips to hers. Their eyes closed simultaneously and relaxed into thekiss, until the necessity for air broke the moment.
Ginny pulled back first, and opened her eyes. Harry was staring at her, eyes glittering brightly and breathing harshly, his face was relaxed and his hair was a mess. Her breath was coming out in short gasps, and her lips were still tingling from the kiss. Harry broke the silence.
" What just happened?" He was still staring at her, his breathing normal now. Ginny smiled.
" I kissed you." She said it calmly and quietly. Harry continued to stare at her, then gave a nervous laugh.
" I know.. but...um...why? I mean...uh...you..um.?" Harry trailed off and looked uncertainly at Ginny, who responded breathlessly.
"I realized that I loved you. No, I don't care how corny that sounds. It's true." She nodded her head in a decisive manner. She had a small smile on her face and she was looking extremely pleased. If anything, her explanation only served to confuse Harry further.
" You, love me? Because I, erm, rescued you or...Ginny, could you, um, explain this to me? I tell you that I rescue you, completely expecting you to think I had something to do with your kidnaping in the first place in order to know where you were, and you kiss me. Then you say you love me?" Once he had finished saying this. Ginny started laughing. Not mocking laughter, but she was so happy she couldn't stop herself. Once she had calmed down, she explained more fully.
" I've always known we had this weird connection thing. That's how I knew where to find you, in that forest. I don't think you had anything to do with kidnaping me." Here Ginny stopped and shuddered. Harry looked at her, concerned, but she just smiled at him and continued.
" I kissed you because at that moment, I realized that I loved you, always have, always will, not just because you rescued me, but just because you are... you. If you like, we don't have to try and figure things out right now, maybe once you're ready. I'll wait... " Ginny stopped and looked at Harry. He was just staring at her, a bit more understanding in his stance but he nodded his head slightly and Ginny sighed. At that moment they heard someone moving in Promfrey's office.
Harry disappeared, with one last glance at the softly smiling Ginny, just as Madame Pomfrey, came out of her office. She walked up to Ginny and spoke,
" Ms. Weasley, awake again, I see. I came to check up on you. Would you like something to eat?" Ginny looked up at the nurse's face and broke down laughing, she fell back onto her bed, clutching her sides, tears streaming down her face. Mdm. Pomfrey looked on, as confused as could be.
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Mrs. Malfoy searched her husband's library frantically for tracking spells. A small house- elf walked after her, it's arms full of heavy books. A loud, horrid screech erupted from the woman.
" Nothing! Nothing at all! How am I going to find him?" Pansy kicked the house-elf , with her high heeled shoes. All the books the poor creature had been carrying fell out of it's arms as it flew across the room, and hit a heavy table. " Searching for hours! Hours! Draco is going to be home soon, and I won't have the opportunity to search again!" At the end of her sentence, Mrs. Malfoy collapsed, sobbing, onto the floor, her light green, silk robe fanning out around her.
Once her tears were gone, she looked around helplessly. The little house-elf still lay where she had kicked it, and the normally neat Library was a mess. She looked down at the floor, and there, laying in front of her, was a small black book. The golden, cursive writing on the front spelled out the words:
Tracking Spells, And Ways To Hide From Them.
By Itra. K. Yew.
"Yes!" Pansy grabbed the book and ran to her room, yelling for the house-elves to clean the Library, quickly.
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'In order to track someone who does not want to be found. Simply go to an open area, with no buildings obstructing the spell,and point your wand, first, to the North, then to the South, then to the East, then to the West, while repeating this word:
Evourt
and the name of the person you wish to find. Keep a picture of the person clearly in your mind, if you do not know what the person looks like, then you must have something of the person's. An object they used to own, a piece of hair, anything will do.
The only ways not to be found by this spell are these:
One: don't ever show anyone you're true face, use a potion to keep from growing hair, and never have any possessions.
Two: never show your face, use a potion to keep from growing hair and have possessions, but don't give them to anyone or leave them lying around.
That is all.
For a lesser version of this spell, go to page 34.
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(TBC)
AN: Whaddya think? Good, perhaps not? I kinda like it, it's long.:) Slightly stupid, I had to add the kissing part, (mushy girliness) just to get things kinda going in that area. I'm not very good at those things.
Now Pansy can find Harry, tell him exactly where Voldie is, Harry goes to final showdown.Maybe in the next chappie. I also need to show more betrayal- angst from Harry towards the rest of the world. hmph. :/
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Thanks to my wonderful reviewers! I love you guys all so much! :)
El