DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Don't sue, I'm poor. EXCEPTION: I own the Witches of Trane, the Crystal Orb, the flying carpet idea for the story (kinda), the idea that the forests of Albania are next to the Dead Sea, the Door of Serenity, Fabrisia, home of the nymphs and Amethyst Cove.
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CHAPTER 32: Deep Dungeons of Azbakan (Chapter rated PG-13 )
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Flashback...
The train was zooming along at it's regular pace. There was laughter heard throughout the train.
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasley were sitting in one of the small, four-person compartments, chatting animatedly.
They soon ran out of things to talk about, and a silence settled over the room.
Hermione was sitting in the window seat, and turned to look out at the long hills and mountains they passed. Each flew by, lovely and green. The fields were littered with small flowers, glistening in the bright sunlight.
There were no clouds in the sky. Hermione sighed happily.
But just when she was about to turn her head to explain something she had seen in the window, the sky turned from blue and peaceful, to gray and stormy. Rain spattered on the train, eventually drenching it in cold pellets of water.
The sky was now completely overcast, and all signs of sun were diminished. Even the once green grass seemed dead. The trees that were just a second ago blooming and beautiful, were now shriveled up, with trunks that twisted every which way.
Hermione gasped, hardly believing her eyes. She put her hand on the window delicately, and felt the torrential rhythm of the rain on her palm, through the glass. Her hand was quickly numb, and she pulled it back, caressing it against her other hand, to make it warm.
She turned towards her friends. They, too, were astonished by the dramatic change of weather and atmosphere.
"What is it?" asked Ron, his face pale, illuminated by the dim lights of the compartment.
Hermione looked back out the window.
A large, swirling mass of bright light captured a part of the ceiling.
Hermione gasped, instantly knowing what it was.
Harry looked at her. "What? What is it Hermione?"
"An Illumus."
Ron and Ginny both turned pale. But Harry only looked even more confused.
"What does it do?"
Hermione turned towards him. "Kills."
The minute she said it, the train lurched violently, and ceased all movement. All the lights turned out. Hermione stood, and fumbled towards the compartment door. She peered out into the hallways.
She saw many more curious people, peeping out as well.
Suddenly, there was a scream. A scream that could make your blood curdle, and freeze right in your very veins.
And, Hermione was quick to realize, the scream was coming from right behind her.
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Hermione awoke with a start and a scream. She was slumped over piles of papers, and bottles. Her back ached, and her head was spinning.
She remembered where she was then, and turned to her left to confirm her suspicions. They were, in fact true. Draco was sitting next to her, his head in one of his hands, holding the orb in his other, smirking at her.
"How long was I asleep?" she asked, straightening up, and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Two hours." he replied, his smirk turning into a grin.
"Two hours!" she asked, bewildered. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You looked so cute. I decided to let you sleep." he said. "But, I do have good news."
Hermione crossed her arms, and rolled her eyes.
"I got him."
Hermione almost fell back in her chair.
"You did? Really?" she squealed.
Draco nodded, focusing his attention on the orb. He explained the process in which to find Ron.
"Just say these words: 'Du weldervan kintu Ronald.' and you should see him." he told her.
Hermione nodded, and taking the orb into both of her hands, recited the words syllable for syllable.
An image appeared in the ball. It was Ron. He was sitting in the middle of a dark room, curled in the fetal position, crying.
Hermione started to cry. "Ron." she said quietly.
Ron's head turned to look at Hermione. She gasped. Was it possible to see through to the other person as well?
He was staring right into her eyes, and she smiled.
Ron stood up suddenly, and walked towards Hermione. Hermione thought maybe he was going to walk out of the picture, and into real life, but soon his read hair passed her line of vision, and the orb turned back to normal.
Though she was still afraid for him, her mind was settled a little. At least he was alive.
Draco looked at her. "What did you see?"
Hermione told him, and he suddenly looked extremely worried.
"What is it? Draco? Are you alright?" she asked.
"I know where he is. He's in the deep dungeons of Azkaban."
Hermione gasped, and shouted. Draco shot to his feet, and covered her mouth with his hand, stifling her cry.
"What are you trying to do? Make them find us?" he whispered roughly. Hermione stopped screaming, and looked down.
He removed his hand. "We've been here too long. We have to leave. Today. Right now."
Hermione nodded. "Can you take us there?" she asked him.
He sighed. "I can try."
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Chapter 31 is up. I like it. I guess. It's not one of my favorite, but you always need a chapter that glues everything together. A story is like a brick wall. Each brick (or chapter) is placed accordingly, and cemented in place. It takes a strong force to knock it down.
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