Revised 22nd July 2004
Hello all!
So proud of the fact that this is extremely early for once! 17 may also be up within a week if you all review and I can be bothered.
Disclaimer : I own nothing except Aurora, Serena, Lana and Mara in this chapter.
Dedication : All of the PoA cast as they are bloody amazing. Such a great film. I won't spoil it for those of you not lucky enough to have seen it yet [go England – we get it five days before America – whoo!] Also Jess for queuing up for two hours or however long it as with me, and getting the back seats. Go us! Also Leonard and TAF who rock my world. And also my t-shirt, as that just plain rocks! [If you wanna know about the wonderfulness of my t-shirt, ask. If not, don't!]
Born from silence, silence full of it,
A perfect concert for my best friend
So much to live for, so much to die for,
If only my heart had a home
Sing what you can't say,
Forget what you can't play,
Hasten to drown in beautiful eyes,
Walk within my poetry,
This dying music
My love letter to nobody . . .
# Dead Boy's Poem – Nightwish #
Voices woke Aurora. She rolled over, and then sat up suddenly. The pain she had felt before had gone completely gone and she felt nearly normal again.
"Aurora?" The voices had stopped, and her mother spoke to her.
"I-I-Its g-gone," was all Aurora could say.
"The pain?"
"Y-yes."
"Overnight I applied a new sap onto your body, made from a newly-bred plat that Professor Sprout and I made. It has worked better than we could ever have hoped."
"What is it called?" one of the other voices that had been speaking earlier joined in the conversation. Aurora's vision was still blurred, but she could tell who that was.
"It is as yet unnamed, Hermione. We shall name it in due course."
Aurora could now sense the other presences in the room. In addition to herself and her mother, Mara and Hermione were sat to one side of the bed, near the fireplace.
"What . . .?"
"Quarter past twelve." As usual, her mother had read Aurora's thoughts and was one step ahead of her.
"Why . . .?"
Even Mara was a step ahead of her today. "Various reasons," she answered Aurora's unspoken question. "One being the fact that you need to walk and Serena cannot help you alone. I'll also have you know that we have skipped a class to help you, so you had better be grateful."
"Not 'skipped' technically," interjected Hermione. "We did ask Professor Lupin . . ."
"Now," Serena stood up from her chair and sat down on the bed next to Aurora. "Your legs should be fine, if a bit weak. We shall help you stand, and then you should be able to walk with a crutch. Now swing your legs around." Aurora did this with ease. "Mara, sit to the other side of Aurora." Mara did so, and Hermione stood in front of her at Serena's command. Aurora inspected her legs, which were very pale with a slight green tinge. "Ready?" asked Serena.
"As I'll ever be."
"After three. One . . . two . . . three . . ."
Aurora stood gingerly on her legs, which were still weak but could hold her weight. Serena handed her a wooden crutch and she took a few steps carefully guided by her mother.
"I think you can go back to class now," Serena said to the other two girls, who had sat back down.
"But . . ."
"No buts Mara. Go!" She pointed a finger at the door, and both girls said their goodbyes and left quickly. She turned back to Aurora, who had changed quickly into a simple band t-shirt and black jeans when her mother had turned around.
"What . . . How . . . Powers . . .?" Serena stuttered, speechless.
"Have just about returned," answered Aurora. "Now Amme, if you could perhaps translocate me down the stairs? I don't think I can walk that well down them yet, but I can from there on my own." She emphasised the last three words as she knew her mother would try to intervene with her. "I wish to go and meet Draco from his last lesson before lunch." She had also noticed that she had sipped back into more formal speech, as she usually did when her mother was around. Serena promptly did as Aurora had asked, translocating herself and her daughter into the Common Room, which was utterly empty.
"I am going to leave you now, as I have had a call to go and see Lana. I shall be at home if you need me, and you know how to reach there in an emergency. I shall also be back either tonight or tomorrow to see how you are, and maybe apply more salves if your muscles and joints start to hurt again." She kissed Aurora on the forehead, then shimmered and disappeared.
Aurora hobbled through the corridors slowly, relying heavily on her crutch for support, for her legs still stung painfully whenever she moved, but with none on the fire that they had done the day before. She wandered to just outside the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, where there was a bench, which she sat on, glad for the rest. She conjured up a drink and drank it thirstily.
Why did she want me to do this? she thought to herself.
To see if you could. her mother's voice sounded loud and clearly in her mind.
Why are you in here? You should know better than to invade my mind. It's utterly private, and you know that.
Yes I do, I suppose. But you . . .
No buts Amme. Go away, and back to Lana. What was it she wanted you for so desperately anyway?
Never you mind.
Ooh, top secret is it?
Yes. Now I have to go. They'll be coming out of class soon.
Aurora felt her mother draw out of her mind, and she settled back onto the bench, creating a cushion for herself to sit on. After about five minutes, the bell rang. The door opened and a gang of girls, lead by Pansy. She barely looked at Aurora any more, and Aurora knew Draco believed she had moved on, but Aurora knew this was not the case. Pansy was waiting for something, planning an attack on Draco, or maybe on Aurora herself.
Mara and Hermione came out next, arms linked, laughing. They stopped when they saw Aurora sitting on the bench.
"Are you alright?" asked Mara.
"Yeah, I'm fine," answered Aurora. "Well, actually," she said after a moment's thought. "My arms and legs feel like they are on fire and my head feels like it is about to explode, but other than that I'm perfectly fine on this wonderful," she glanced out of a nearby window, "not so sunny day."
"We tried to tell Serena that it was too much too early, but she overrode us as usual. She said you weren't an invalid any more, and she was very firm about it."
"Bloody typical," Aurora muttered.
What was that? Serena mused. She was once again entering Aurora's mind.
Go!
Sorry selde, but I need to be here, just to keep an eye on you.
But why? I can look after myself. And if you absolutely have to be here, keep an eye on me in a different way. I don't want you invading my mind like this.
Alright. Serena withdrew once more from her mind.
"What . . ." Mara's look was one of wonderment.
"You didn't know? Amme didn't either. My powers have . . . just about returned. I can do most things, but my language has been affected, so I can't speak Old Tongue or any of the other languages I could before. I also have had no visions. Though that could be to do with . . ." She left it hanging.
That will sort itself out in time.
Amme!
Sorry. I am going now.
Aurora sighed. "Parents," she muttered in a typical teenager fashion.
"What?" asked Mara.
"Oh, nothing."
"We'll be going then."
"Bye. Speak to you soon." Aurora could tell Mara was confused about why she was being so abnormally nice to her. She got lost in her thoughts for a moment, before seeing a dark shadow fall on her. Looking up she saw Draco standing there, his arms folded across his chest.
"What?" she asked.
"You were being nice to them again."
Aurora stood up with care. "Draco, you have to understand something about me." She started to walk along the corridor. "I am, as a person, usually quite nice. Before the Spirit, that is Addie, came to me, I would probably have come here and gone straight into Gryffindor. Well, maybe not Gryffindor, but definitely not Slytherin. As it is, she makes me 'evil'. But," she sighed, "she has deserted me, so I'm back to being how I was before she came to me. Nice and, well still not normal, but . . ."
"And you're being nice to them because . . .?"
Aurora sighed again. "Never mind."
"What's happening between you and your mother?" By this time they had reached the Great Hall, and Draco had sat down.
"Hm?" Aurora sat down next to Draco.
"I mean, you said she hates you, and you haven't seen her for god knows how long, but as soon as you get the slightest bit ill she rushes straight here to help you. From what I have heard, she was at your bedside twenty-four hours a day and she didn't even leave to eat or sleep. Whenever I came she shooed me away as if I were a cat or some sort of fly."
"I'm not meant to get ill."
"Not meant to . . ."
"Addie can cure just about anything, including the most deadly diseases and things that are not even around yet. When she doesn't do that, they know that something is wrong and things need to be done to help me. They may not like me, but they do care for me still. They need to keep me alive. If I die for any reason, they will not know who is going to be the next Child of the Dark, and therefore what adversary the Child and Spirit of the Light shall face in the Final Battle. This means they cannot be as prepared as they can be, giving the Dark a greater advantage to win."
"Right."
"Did you actually understand any of that?"
"Vaguely."
"Have you been reading your Tome whilst I've been ill?"
"Yes, but It doesn't make much sense. Some of it sounds like a madman has been raving, and what has been written is his ravings."
"Probably because it is." Draco have her a questioning look, and she nodded. "Most of the people who have had the Spirit have been mad for a while, if not all of their lives. Most Seers or Prophets are completely mad."
"That would explain Trelawney then."
Aurora laughed. "True. I'm not that mad am I?" She thought for a moment. "Yet," she added as they laughed.
A/N :
Ends a bit rubbishly, I know. And its quite short compared to my other latest chapters, but never thee mind eh?
Meenyrocks : WE SAW IT! WHOO! You are unbanned now right? Update woman!
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Rje : I nearly died, but not quite. DAMN GERMAN ORALS! Did you read this one? I can't remember! I changed it if you have though so . . .
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