Okay, so my intermediate examinations are (FINALLY) over, and since we go to the Cinefête 2005 on Monday, to watch Astérix et Obélix: Mission Cléopatre (There had to be a good reason for me to take French lessons), we don't have any homework this weekend, and I really made it to finish this chapter before Sunday evening!

Oh, yes, did anyone find out what is going to happen in this chap?

TriGemini: I'm glad you liked the last chapter. You always right so much, I don't really know what to answer though. As for Gwendolyn and Salvator: they are going to help… just not directly… but you will see in this chapter.

littlemissy616: Hey, you're German is not that bad (I know German people who make more mistakes)! Where did you learn it? And yes, I am from Germany. I'm glad you like my stories! I hope you like this chapter, too!

wozzie-chick: Thank you!!! It's great to hear that you like my stories so much. I hope you'll still like that story when it is finished.

Kayti: okay, now I'm starting to blush. Could you tell this my English teacher please (just in case I wrote some nonsense in my German/English translation)? :)

Samantha Cameron: Mhm… looks through chapter plan for 'finding the kids' mhm… I can't seem to find it… did I plan it in at all???? well, I guess you all have just to wait and see…


Chapter 10

When even a child is no longer laughing like a child,
then we're beyond Eden.
When we don't feel, the earth is crying,
like no other planet,
then we've been living for nothing.

When a tear is nothing more than water,
then we're beyond Eden.
When one has to pay for love, only
to have been affectionate once,
then we've been living for nothing.

Let us feel life endless each day,
and let us never lose our sincerity.
And when nothing remains to keep us together,
probably the last light in the world extinguishes.

When our faith is no longer able to win,
then we're beyond Eden.
When every hope is only a horizon,
which nobody will ever reach,
then we've been living for nothing,
then we've been living for nothing.

I want to feel a new love with you,
even if we only touch each other in our minds.
Some day I have to go forever.
Then I want to say, this world was beautiful.

Jenseits von Eden (Beyond Eden) – Nino de Angelo

Jenseits von Eden (Beyond Eden) – Nino de

Felicitas moved slightly in her sleep. She wondered why her bed felt so hard this night. She reached her hand out to pull her blanket back over her shoulders, only to find that there was no blanket. Felicitas frowned in her half awake state. When her pillow started to move, she finally opened her eyes.

Darkness.

Nothing but black darkness.

Then everything came back to her. The odd lights, the stone prison they were held in.

"Fee?" Felicitas turned her head into the direction from where the voice came. Sean had just woken up, too. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and waited for an answer.

"It's so dark." Felicitas whispered. Sean moved a bit closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder. He wanted to say something when they heard steps coming closer to them. Felicitas gasped and held tightly onto Sean.

"Fee…?" He whispered, afraid to speak louder while someone came closer.

"I…I feel it… this danger! This feeling that I had when the light came." Felicitas whispered back and her fingers dug into Sean's arm tightly.

They saw the dim shine of a light and for the first time saw that they were in some kind of dungeon. On three sides, they were surrounded by stone walls; on the fourth side were iron bars. The steps became louder and the light stronger.

Then they saw a person standing on the other side of the bars. A young woman, clad in black robes was standing there. Her red hair was shimmering in the light of the torch. 'She has the same hair as Fred.' Felicitas thought.

But even when this thought crossed her mind, the fear was still screaming inside of her.

The woman carried a small tray with two steaming cups on it and looked down at the two children.

"Come here!" she ordered, making it clear that they would better not disobey her. They stood up slowly and moved closer to the bars. With each step Felicitas fear grew stronger and stronger. Her body started to ache. Her heart was racing. She could feel tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Drink!" the woman told them once they had reached the bars. She held the tray closer to the bars, so the children could reach the cups. When Felicitas reached for the steaming cup she looked up into the eyes of the woman. She couldn't suppress a shiver at the cold she was met with. But there was something else than cold. Maybe, if Felicitas had been older, or had grown up in another place than her home, she would have recognised the look in the woman's eyes as the look of someone who felt himself close to his ultimate goal. The same look as had been seen in the eyes of many war kings, dictators and murderers. But Felicitas was neither older, nor had she grown up in another place.

Nonetheless the look scared her. And the smell of hot chocolate coming from the cups didn't ease the fear inside of her. She shivered uncontrollably and thus the content of her cup spilled over and hit Sean's hand.

Sean hissed and let his cup fall to the ground. Felicitas's cup fell down right after Sean's and one could hear them breaking on the floor almost simultaneously.

Felicitas and Sean both jumped back when the woman let out an inhuman growl. Sean stood protecting before Felicitas as they stepped back towards the wall, as far away from the woman as they could get.

"YOU!!! You little…" The woman clenched and unclenched her hands and then finally left them alone.

"Fee? Are you alright?" Sean asked as soon as the woman was out of earshot. Felicitas nodded and swallowed before she spoke.

"What is with you? Does your hand hurt?" Sean shook his head.

"It were the drinks, right?" Felicitas nodded.

"I guess then we should not eat or drink anything in here." Felicitas looked up at him with worried eyes.

"Do you think we can do this?" Sean pressed his lips together and nodded.

"We won't stay long in here!" He promised her and took her hand encouragingly in his own.

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How could they dare?! These stupid children had ruined her potion! It had taken her long enough to brew it! She wouldn't be able to do another one until the next full moon. She was angry. She was furious. This little brat was just as bad as her mother! But they would pay! She had waited so long, she could wait until the next full moon. And then she would not mix the potion with hot chocolate, but force it down their throats and if they would choke and die from it than it would be their own fault.

"Mama? Are you going to play with me?" She smiled at the young girl and stroke over her reddish blond hair.

"Of course darling." They would pay! She would make sure of this!

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"I still don't think this is such a good idea!" Alicia sighed and glared at her friend.

"And I don't want to hear another word about it! You're staying with us, until you've decided what to do now." Alicia said and helped Angelina into the jacket.

Angelina sighed but finally gave in. They left the room and stopped again when Alicia had to collect her own jacket.

"Goodbye Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Winterborn." Angelina nodded weakly at the assistant. She hated that name. Alicia said goodbye to the assistant and left the hospital with Angelina.

Outside of the hospital Alicia apparated them both back to her flat.

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Hermione was walking through the beds of roses, which had been planted by her mother even before she had been born. She was lost in her thoughts as she walked closer to the forest. She thought about Felicitas. Hoped that she was alright, prayed that she would soon be found and returned to her safely.

She sighed and swallowed back the tears that threatened to fall. She couldn't cry again. She had to be strong. They would find Felicitas and Sean and bring them back. And whoever had kidnapped them was better far away the moment they found the children, for Hermione didn't know what she would do with him or her.

By now she had reached the forest. Next to the small stream she stopped and looked into the water. Hermione felt something soft against her hand and smiled when she looked down to meet these soft silver eyes.

"Hello Snowwhite." she whispered and stroke the head of the unicorn. Snowwhite bowed her head slightly and her horn started to gleam. Hermione looked startled at the unicorn and waited for what was to happen.

Snowwhite bowed the head and the tip of her horn reached the surface of the stream. Small circles formed themselves around the unicorn's horn and grew the father they moved from the horn.

Hermione stared intently at the water, wondering if she should be able to see something in it or not.

And then she saw it. She saw Felicitas and Sean, surrounded by darkness. Hugging each other. She saw someone laugh, someone hidden in the shadows. And then, she saw this person emerging from the shadows and her heart seemed to stop.

"That's not true!"


And here again the plan for the next chapter:

Kapitel 11: My last breath

- Hermine erzählt Dumbledore was sie erfahren hat.

- Dumbledore redet mit Molly, die sich weigert zu glauben, ihre Tochter könnte etwas Schlechtes getan haben könnte.

- Maitagorry schleicht sich zu Sean und Felicitas und fragt ob sie ihre neuen Spielkameraden seien. Sie sagt ihnen, dass sie sie nie wieder gehen lassen wird, damit sie immer jemanden zum spielen hat.

- Angelina fragt George was passiert ist, das er und Fred sie so hassen. George wird böse und sagt er habe keine Lust auf Spielchen. Er verlässt sauer die Wohnung. Angelina bleibt allein und einsam zurück- schon wieder.