Cleo Chestra and the Wizards of America: Chapter 16
The leering Danger of America
Besides the fact that Cleo got two days detention for going into the forbidden forest (cleaning Moaning Myrtle's bathroom wasn't all that torturous, especially when she was allowed to use her wand!) she was glad that she could help in the investigation, Lupin said this could have really cracked something!
Even though she was doing some dirty work she wore her red/gold earrings Sirus had given her for Christmas. She had started wearing them all night a day. She didn't even take them off while she was sleeping!
Cleo walked in the girls bathroom the first day on duty when Myrtle met her at the door.
"What are you doing here?" She said like some sort of guard.
"I have detention, so I have to clean that bathroom up." Cleo mumbled at seeing Myrtle's delight.
"Ohhhhhh! You have detention! What you do?" she shrilly cooed.
"Went into the forest, nothing really. I only have to do this for two days." Myrtle frowned.
"Oh. Well, I need to see if I can find that Mermaid King again. I hear he's having some trouble with his daughter!" She laughed and flew down into her grubby toilet. Cleo shook her head and began her work.
She started off by was dissolving the grime off the mirrors. This took quite a while for the spell to sink in, and even when It had it took longer for it to disintegrate. So Cleo stood there, and waiting until she could see herself before she went on to the next one.
Cleo was zoning out for a long while before saw that Charon was staring at her from the reflection in the mirror. She blinked, shocked and turned around to see if he was behind her. He wasn't. As she starred into her empty surroundings she felt her temper rising from the deepest part of her hart to inflame her round cheeks. Like a tornado she spun around at full force to stair at the grinning Charon.
"Oh your stepping on egg shells boy!" She announced. He smiled nicely. "Did you hear me? Now to stay away from Hermione, Ron and Harry! They aren't important to you!" She stepped back so she could see her inter self, and so he could see as well. "I'm who you wont! Lay off them and come after me!" She stepped back forward and picked up her wand back up.
"Now skit, These mirrors are dirty enough without you in the reflection." He didn't of course. He would go over to the next mirror after she had finished cleaning the first. She didn't really care after a while, so he eventually left.
After a days worth of work had finished she met Harry, Ron and Hermione at Grifonder common room by the fire. Perhaps it wasn't the best way to arrive, but she was grumbling about Charon.
"What's the matter?" Ron asked with his loving ways towards her. She sat down beside him and laid her head on his shoulder.
"I saw that darn Charon again today." Harry nodded while rubbing his scar.
"Yeah, I gathered that much."
"Honestly! Dumbledore and everybody needs to figure these things out! It's getting so much worse!" Hermione compromised with her.
"Well, let us tell them in the morning alright?"
It would be a while until Cleo saw Morning.
Cleo was in-between awake and asleep when she heard a scream that, although faint, sent a chill up her spine. She began to plunge into true sleep with the screaming still intact. As her minds eye plunged into deep sleep she saw the faint figure of a girl, slowly and streadly…She soon found it was Lindsey who was screaming! Lindsey stood stiffly, but held her hand out towards Cleo with the look of shear panic on her pail face. Then a hand slithered out of the murkiness and clutched her broad shoulder. Her scream grew louder and more terrifying.
Cleo leapt forward to pull Lindsey back. Then the feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when you have a falling dream seemed to grab her jerk her into another place.
Cleo felt herself fall on her knees in a completely black place. There were no walls or corners, the place could have gone on forever but it felt like they were in a very diminutive room. All that Cleo was really sure was there was a floor where she had landed, for her knees were throbbing with pain. She looked up from her cut and bleeding knees and saw that Charon, Lindsey and Voldimort were before her!
"Hello Cleo." Charon said weekly.
This can't be real, I must be dreaming. Cleo told herself. Move! A voice yelled in her ear but she wasn't quick enough.
"IMPERIO!" Charon howled evilly. Cleo felt as if she was on fire, cut by millions of knifes, shot by a thousand guns. Charon released her out of the spell and then all Cleo could feel was the cold sweat dripping down over her eyelashes.
"Did you feel that?" He asked. Cleo nodded. "Then your awake."
Hermione came back from the bathroom with her hair in braids and teeth cleaned. She causally walked threw the door, yawing and zoning out as she paid little attention to her direction of walking. Her eyes focused from its drowsy blur and saw…something was wrong. Something was wrong with Cleo. Cleo was laying on her bed looking just as she had the day of her first attack. The only difference was that Cleo wasn't screaming.
Hermione grabbed a hold of herself and ran off to get the boys.
"Ron! Harry!" She screamed while running down the hall and into the boys dorm.
"Hermione! What is it?" Harry said leaping to his feet at the sight of her. They had been sitting on the bed playing chess before she came in.
"Come quick, I think Cleo is being attacked!" Ron and Harry looked quickly at each other and ran after Hermione who was already on her way to the girls room.
They all sat around Cleo who was getting stiffer and whiter.
"Oh my god she's dead!" Ron hollered.
"No she isn't, she's still breathing!" Harry said, pointing to her rising stomach. Ron started to shake with fear.
"Then what's the matter with her?" Hermione looked about the room then started to rummage in the cabinets.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked. Hermione jumped up and pulled out the Andswarian.
"What's wrong with her?" Hermione demanded with fury. The Andswarian answered quickly as if it were afraid.
"An evil force pulled her into another dimension."
"ANOTHER DIMENSION!" Ron yelled.
"How do we get in?" Harry responded.
"No! We should get Dumbledore or someone!" Hermione argued.
"Not enough time, we need to get their now! How do we get into the dimension?"
"First get your wands, Evil lies in that dimension." The three of them were already armed with their wands and held them out.
"Now hold each others hand and repeat this spell until you're inside the dimension. Metirithrie!" They took hold of each others hands and chanted the words. Coming up from their feet, white fog began to swirl around them.
"What's going on?" Ron yelled when it reached his chest.
"Forget it, just keep chanting!"
"I knew you would come to rescue your friend." Charon said maliciously. Cleo sneered over at Lindsey who returned it most easily, encoring the fact that Voldimort was besides her, keeping a close eye.
"Her? You could just as well take her!" Cleo spat.
"Is that so?" He flicked his wand at Lindsey's neck. "So you wouldn't mind if I got rid of her now?" Cleo leapt from her throbbing knees.
"What do you wont with us!" She ordered his answer. Charon shook his head.
"It's that I don't wont you, that is the problem. You're more powerful than Tomas, more intelligent as well."
"Tomas?"
"Why, your great, great, great, great, continuing," He said taking a breath as though it exhausted him, "Grandfather. He was the first American Wizard, and the last before you two were born."
"He was my grandfather?" Lindsey and Cleo said at the same time.
"No, he was both of yours." Cleo and Lindsey looked at each other and then gagged. How could such vermin be in relation to her? Well then, it must mean…
"Did he have any children?"
"Yes, two young girls." Charon said coolly. He didn't seem to mind explaining all of this to them; it almost seemed to relax him.
"Then the magic that resigned in him must have been passed down, generation to generation."
"But then why didn't immigrants or other families bring in magic?" Charon smiled.
"Yes, a brilliant idea in my opinion. The second they set food on American soil my curse stole their magic and I myself acquired it. Thanks to them, I have been steadily been getting stronger over the past centuries." He said, and sat down in a chair Cleo could not see. "Still," he whispered grimly "Tomas's family power grew at a more rapid rate than my own."
If one has a purpose…
"That is why you are such a threat to me." He said to Cleo. "Your more powerful than me, and with Harry Potter along side you and that Hermione girl both Voldimort and I are in grate danger of distraction."
"What about me?" Lindsey huffed in the background. Charon scowled at her.
"Stupid girl, you must have gotten Tomas brains besides his powers. Yes, you have some. But your attitude and ego had distorted it for you." Lindsey looked incredibly embarrassed.
"So you attacked me, just so I could be bate for Cleo and Harry." She said quietly.
"Precisely." Charon said, and happily at that and with a surprising amount of energy. Cleo almost felt sorry for her. She suddenly felt the power Voldemort's eyes resting apon her face.
"Why is Voldemort here?" Cleo said, trying her hardest not to look at him.
"Voldemort and I are partners. The two most evil and powerful Wizards together, who could stop us?"
"What if I tried to stop you?" Cleo said without thinking. Charon looked up at her as well as Voldimort.
"That's why we should kill you." He stood up and reached behind him. He has his wand! The mysterious voice in her ear said again. Cleo squeezed her eyes tightly. Oh my gosh!
"CLEO! GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Cleo opened her eyes and saw Harry, Ron and Hermione behind Charon. Cleo darted out of the way as the green light of death shot towards her. Charon spun around to find the person who moved his target. Harry looked about, knowing what was going threw Charon's mind when he gripped his wand tighter.
"Cleo!" Catch the wand! He tossed her wand (that he had brought along.) to her. Effortlessly she caught it. Imperius Curse! NOW!
"IMPERIO!" Cleo screamed at Charon who was only just beginning to turn back around. Charon fell to the ground and squirmed. Hermione looked nauseous at the sight but ran as quickly as she could over to Cleo.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah I'm fine." She looked over at Lindsey and tensioned up. Lindsey was shaking hard, and radically pail. She went to go help her, but stopped suddenly at the sight of Harry.
Harry was on the ground beside Charon, gripping his head.
"Its Voldimort!" She said to Hermione anxiously. "Quick! Where is he?" Hermione looked frightened to tears. (Lindsey stood stiffly behind them, most likely in shock.)
"I don't know!" The creating spell! Create a Club and swing where Harry's pain is worst. Where the heck is that coming from? Cleo thought, but took…er…whatever it was…advice.
"Creatus- Club!" A club appeared instantly and Cleo grabbed a hold of it.
"Harry! Where's the pain most intense?" Cleo asked, walking around Charon's still body and gripping the club close to her. Harry pointed north. What seemed like a random act at the time, Cleo started swing the club all around her.
"Cleo what…?" Hermione and Ron asked.
"Just get ready!" She told them. After about five swings she hit something hard. Voldimort was invisible so that he could sneak up on them better. She thought she hit him in the stomach because he had fallen and Cleo was easy thrashing up on him.
"Make him visible Hermione!"
"Apparere!" She shrieked. A purple light shot towards the thing Cleo was hitting and showed… Charon, dead!
"What the…?" The five of them all turned around to look at where they thought Charon was and found the man in the cloak standing up. He took of the hood and it was indeed Voldimort.
"No!"
"Avada Kedavra!" Voldimort dropped dead, and behind him was Ron with his wand pointing directly in front of him.
"Ron!" Hermione stumbled with the single word. Cleo jumped on him.
"Ron! You just killed the most powerful wizard ever!" Ron was still standing with his arm out in front of him.
"What is it?" WATCH OUT!
"CLEO!" Voldimort stood back up, the spell had missed him. Cleo feel to her stomach at the sight of his own spell that shined a sinister purple.
" 'Yall! Take Lindsey and go! However you got in get out!" She jumped back up ran out of Voldimort reach.
"No! We can't leave you!" Harry said grandly.
"Harry, if you wont to be a hero, save your friends and Lindsey while you can!" She spun around on Voldimort.
"Avada Kedavra!" She screamed as loudly as her body would admit. Voldemort's body collided with her spell and feel to the floor like a feather. Cleo's chest heaved as she crept over to look at him.
"Are you dead yet!" He lay motionless, most certainly dead, for a second, but then without warning his eye snapped open.
"Not quite dead."