Asia had awoken from her slumber the next morning. She looked around at herself and saw she had bandages on her arms and a bruise on her face (she felt that one). She growled 'If I keep ending up here, I'll fail all my classes! What day is it anyway?'
'Monday, just after dawn. I can't believe you wake up this early even after you've been hurt!'
'Oh hush you.' Asia said telepathically, and getting up. She brushed by Angel's nose. The Houndune had been lying under Asia's bed all night, refusing to leave as the Nurse had suggested. Asia looked around for her clothes and put them on carefully so she wouldn't hurt herself or wake the nurse. Just as she was opening the door, it squeaked, loudly.
"Miss Potter! Come back in here, now!" called a stern female voice. Asia growled and turned around to drag her feet back to the bed. 'Who in the world gets up at this hour!'
Numair Saliman tossed in his sleep. All night he's been having odd dreams about a teenaged boy who was killing him with Asia's powers. Then he dreamed that the same boy was standing in front of Dumbledore office with his back towards the door, and was licking blood of his hands. All the while, Numair had never seen the boys face. He thought that it could have been Harry, but the boy's hair is curly. Soon enough, he gave up trying to sleep and took a long hot shower. He tied his hair back and put on some trousers, a shirt, and a light robe, and went to check up on Asia.
He strolled down the halls with anxiety in his step. How could he work Asia to confession? Dumbledore had told him in a letter that Asia was a controlled person. And that's what he trained her for: control. Dumbledore had also said Asia can seem a little cold: hurt, maybe? He reached the door to the wing and opened it as silently as he could. He was doing a good job until it squeaked, loudly. He grimaced and looked in to see Madam Promfrey was just finishing Asia's arm. The wound, in fact all her wounds, were completely healed without even a scar. Asia was still sitting on the bed looking grumpy: she wasn't a morning person. Madam Promfrey gave him a stern look before a curt nod, and allowed Asia to leave. Angel followed him, not in a good mood with him either. As they got halfway down the hallway without even a word to another, he stopped.
"Will you at least say something to me?" he said, half annoyed half desperate.
"Fine, I'll say something," she said with a wicked politeness as she whirled around to come face to face with him "You knew what was going to happen! You knew what memories were behind that wretched door!"
"You knew too Asia! That's the one that haunts you, the one you run from!" he yelled quietly.
"I run form nothing." There, Numair heard what Dumbledore meant. Her voice was cold. It wasn't just any 'back off' cold; it was deeply, coming from the heart cold.
"See! You just proved my point! Whenever someone touches the subject, you turn on them! There's a barricade of ice on that part of your heart! Filling the space that was reserved for Mummy and Daddy-" Numair was cut short. Asia had punched him with strength that he didn't know a girl could have. It felt as if a grown man had punched him with an iron fist. He looked up to her anger. Her aura was once again visible, but it was not red and hot, but ice blue and freezing cold. The floor under her feet was slowly being taken over by frost. He also saw that the fist that so kindly introduced itself to her face was encased in frost. He stood up slowly, looking into the flawless face of a girl that was once innocent and pure, to another that was full of hate, pain, and distrust. He came up to her and felt the place where cold icicles had impacted hi face. He took his hand back to see his own blood on it, and more coming steadily. "If you can trust no one with your heart," he said so smoothly cold that Asia flinched "and will hurt the ones who get in your way, then what makes you better than the Dark Lord himself?" Asia's jaw dropped as he walked swiftly by her. She felt tears build up a wall behind her eyes, ready to spill out at any second. She blinked and kept on blinking until they went away. She thought of a place where at this time, she could be alone and not interrupted. Quickly making up her mind, she went to the locker rooms. She went to the girl's side and sat down on a bench and began her meditation. She breathed in to her seven counts, held it and out, all to seven. She went back to her hall of doors and waited until the panther blinked.
"Let me through." she demanded, not even waiting for it to come off the door. It's head slid out and roared. The door swung open. She walked straight in and ignored the scenes playing overhead. "Come out you coward!"
"Ah, I see you have finally come to your senses." said the same teenage boy. He appeared right in front of her. Asia narrowed her eyes, "That doesn't mean I trust you." she snarled. "What is it that you can teach me?"
The teenager chuckled. "Control of all your power my dear. But you must trust me. I am Tom." he held out a hand to her. Asia looked at it, then remembered Numair, Harry, Dumbledore, the Ministry, and Raven. None of them trust her. They will forsake her and go on with their lives, not once looking back. They will leave her to the ministry's mercy. Aggressively, she slammed her hand into his, shaking it. "Deal." she growled. Apart of her was screaming at her for making such a stupid decision like that. It was the part that warned her when she was being careless, and another was crying: her innocence. 'Shut up, all of you.'
"Let us begin." Tom said in his smooth voice. He took out his wand and aimed it squarely at her. "Give me everything you've got."
"Again!" he roared.
It had to be hours later. Asia was sweating and panting. She was attacking Tom with a requested power. He seemed to think that ice was her strongest. When she protested and tried to use other powers, he told her that her others were perfect. She needed to control her ice. Asia stood with her hands on her knees, bent over and panting.
"You're holding back. You're not using your all." he told her, sounding not one bit tired.
"It becomes to much Tom." she panted "I feel like I'm going to lose myself inside it. Not even I can touch that much of my power."
"Come here," he beckoned "Let me see the problem." He put his hand on Asia's forehead. Asia gasped as he entered her mind, again. She could see everything he saw as he looked for something in the doors. Suddenly, there was a rush, as if she was falling into an endless pit. She was going to scream, but the rush stopped suddenly. They were at a well, one that had arrays of colors inside instead of water. Two colors however, were pouring out more than the others: red and a blue so light it's almost white. They were entwined with each other, overpowering the rest.
'You see, there is the problem. You should one color to dominate. That way, you can have power and then call on more when your ready.' Tom felt Asia nod. Then they came back to where they originally were. "Go, rest. You'll need it. Come back again tonight." Asia only nodded, and then disappeared. Tom stood for a second, and laughed. For the first time in 1.4 decades, things were going perfectly right.
Asia opened her eyes to the girls Gryffindor locker room. She groaned at her stiff bones and tired body as she stretched. But she was glad to feel that she didn't have that weird feeling of unused power anymore. She felt better than any other time. She finally felt as if she wouldn't explode. She walked out to see that 6 people in sky-blue robes were walking away from the field. 'Ravenclaw practice.' she thought. She gasped 'I haven't been to practice at all! I've got to find Fred and George!'
"Hey! Asia!" Asia jumped and whipped around. In blue robes, trotting up to her was Jeff. She cursed under her breath.
"Hello Jeff." she said as pleasant as she could. For some reason, she felt grouchy.
"Hey, what's-, um, are you okay? Your eyes are a little, bright..."
"Huh?" she went back into the locker room and found a mirror. Her eye was indeed bright. They looked as if someone had swirled white into them and added a tinge of...was that pink? She came back out and looked back up at him. "It's nothing. I think I'm jus overdoing myself, that's all." she lied.
"Oh, well, alright. By the way, Angel and some guy were looking for you about an hour ago."
Asia groaned "Was he tall? Blue eyes?"
"Yea." Asia sighed.
"Well, it looks like I'll be seeing you later then." she hesitated, before giving him a quick peak on the cheek, and then ran off. She went into the Entrance Hall and raced towards Gryffindor Tower. In the Common Room, was Numair.
"We need to talk." he said calmly. Asia stopped dead in her tracks.
"I have an hour to get ready for the day Saliman, we'd better talk quickly." she said coldly. She had never called him by his surname before.
"Dumbledore has given me orders to train you outside of class. I have no choice but to accept, and so do you. I want to see you at the lake at 9 every Saturday, no exceptions." he stood and looked at her as if expecting her to argue. He lost his cold stature when he saw her eyes. Was that pink? Asia blinked and then nodded.
"Fine." She whipped around and went upstairs. She took a quick shower and out the top half of her hair in a small ponytail and then braided it, leaving the rest out. She put on her school robes and went to breakfast.
'I feel like I haven't been in classes forever!' she said to herself at the table.
'That's because you haven't. You've been to busy at the Hospital Wing.'
'Can it.' Asia said crossly to Angel, who was licking her paws clean of the meat she just devoured. Asia hoped that it was already dead when she had gotten it.
Breakfast was over quickly, but the day dragged by. She, Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat in the back of all their classes. After their first class, transfiguration, she quickly decided to sit a little out of line of Harry's view. He seemed to like staring at her now. They had Potions next, and the only thing gained during Snape's dreaded class was a headache and 3 detentions to Gryffindor's. They had double Herbology then lunch. Next came Charms, and DADA. History of magic was last, putting Asia to sleep.
Tiredly, she went to do all of her homework before she went to dinner. Writing 2 essays, and filling out answers to hard questions in her books 3 times, Asia was beat. She skipped dinner and decided to go to bed. She had changed into her nightclothes and was brushing out her hair when Hermione came in and sat down on her bed next to Asia's.
"Asia, please talk to me. What's going on? Everyone's worried sick about you and you don't even care." Hermione said quietly as if Asia would explode. Hearing the pleading in her voice, Asia refrained herself from snapping at Hermione as she had done everyone else today, and sat on her bed. Hermione looked as if she had been crying. Her face was lined with tear streaks and her eyes were puffy. Her bushy hair was ruffled and her smile lines were deep with concern. Asia's eyes softened.
"Hermione, what's wrong? You look horrible."
"Asia, Harry has been saying things that no one should say about you. He says that..." she trailed off and chocked on a sob. "He says that he doubts that you're his sister. He says no one like you could even be a Potter. I told him to stop but then he warned me to stay away from you. He says you will turn on me. It's not true Asia, tell me it isn't."
"Hermione," Asia said softly. What could she say? With the way she's been acting, how could she deny it? "I honestly don't care what Harry says about me. Harry doesn't know me or what has happened to me over time. He can deny me the Potter name all he wants, but he doesn't know what a Potter really is. He's the only Potter that he's ever seen, so how would he know?"
"Maybe, but would you turn on me? I saw your old teacher when he left the Common Room. He looked livid."
"My teacher and I have our disagreements, that's all. I'm going through a tough time with myself, and it's hard to change. I've lived at the E.Y.A for 13 years; it's hard to adjust. I just need some time to get things right. I've been really stressed lately."
"We heard about the reevaluation, and the incident with your power. We came to visit you, all of us. Harry was going ballistic. We care about you Asia, I just wish you could come to us when you have that type of problem."
"I didn't come to you because you might get hurt. Try having raw power growing inside you for years, but you can't control it. My powers are strong, but they are still growing. I think I've already surpassed my mum's powers." Hermione looked at Asia for a minute, before her eyes narrowed.
"Is that pink in your eyes?" Asia looked away.
"I don't know. I do need some rest though, if you don't mind." Hermione nodded and she stood. Asia stood also to hug her and reassure her, before going to bed.
Asia got no sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she was back with Tom.
"Can I sleep for one night!" she yelled, even though he had yet to appear. She was still in her nightclothes and was about to curl up and sleep where she was.
"You need practice," he said appearing in front of her. She was used to it by now.
"I've already had 'practice this morning! By the way, you never mentioned my eyes would turn pink! Because they're starting to!"
"It's alright, it'll go away. You just not used to using so much power." Suddenly, the air shifted. Both Asia and Tom looked around. "What the-" he muttered. They were in a dark field. It looked like deep night and the sky was purple. Something grumbled. Asia looked to see it was a small panther. She held out her hand expectantly and it came.
"I know where we are," she said quietly. She turned to the panther. "Where is the Raven?" It growled and turned to look behind her. Standing there was Raven. She was in her black sleeping gown that fit her well, and had her blue cloak over it. She looked to Tom dully and voiced rudely,
"Who are you?"
"He," Asia answered for him "is Tom. He's been teaching me how to control my powers. I forgot I had said I would meet you here."
"When I tried to come get you, while you slept, but the panther couldn't let me thorough."
"What do you mean?"
"The panther that guards your mind," Raven said, turning on a fidgety Tom "is being chocked by a snake. I couldn't release the hold. Asia, what is going on here? How much do you know about Tom?" Asia looked at him with pure anger.
"You," she said, advancing on him "have been weakening my defenses. To do what Tom? Kill me?" She threw up her hands and a red whip came out. Tom's head severed from his body and his midriff from his legs. Asia roared with fury and fell to her knees.
"He's been poisoning you. Why on Earth did you trust him?" Raven stood close by Asia. Her voice wasn't scolding, but curious.
"Who can I trust Rae?" Asia asked. Her voice was small and broken. "There's- there's no one who understands. No one knows how much power I have, not even me. I need help Rae, I need control. But I can't trust anyone."
"You trust me Asia, and Numair.-"
"Numair won't take me back. I acted so wrongly to him, so...stupid and cruel that I'm surprised he's still here."
"Asia, he's still here because he cares about you. He wants to help you. Your right," Raven kneeled down beside Asia and out a hand on her shoulder "No one knows how much power you have. But just throwing it around is something that just isn't smart. People want your power. It can either kill of get you killed Asia. But those are not the only choices. Your mother lived proudly with them-"
"Until they got her killed! How are these stupid curses supposed to help me? Mum tried to defend herself with them and failed, leaving me where I am today!"
"EXACTLY! Your mother died for you! She died so she could live on within you! She is closer to you dead than she can ever be in person! And by cursing your powers, and giving them up so easily, you're cursing her! Do you want her spirit to live on vain! Stop wallowing in self-pity and open your eyes! This is here and now! You can't change was happened in the past, and you never will! You can only learn and draw strength from it. This world, nor the Ministry will not pity your because you were orphaned at one. They will use to as a chance to try and destroy you. That's what Voldemort wants, that's what evil wants. Do you want to give in to the evil?" Asia was silent after Raven's scolding. But she still cried silently. What was she to do? Why was Hogwarts so different from the E.Y.A?
"How do you know I'm not already evil? I couldn't even tell that Tom was"
"Your scared and confused Asia, and angry, but your are not evil. You can't help the way you're born. But how you use your gift can change your life.
Flash back
Raven and Asia were 7. They were currently in telepathics class, in one of the more upper levels class. The class consisted of the two of them, an 11-year-old boy, and a 15-year-old girl. The teacher rounded everyone off in pairs and told them to try and lift their partner. Raven and Asia, both filled with innocence, giggled as they flew each other off the ground and spun each other around. The teacher was rather impressed by their spectacle and went to answer a knock on the door. As she did, the 12-year-old boy, Pasco, came over. Pasco was not very nice. He came from a wealthy French family in Northern France. He was a very accomplished telepath, but was not very good at holding whatever he was doing. He was outraged to see that two 7-year-old girls were in his class. The 15-year-old girl, Saundry, usually defended the girls from Pasco. But she had come into her powers late. She was in the upper class because she was powerful, but not yet developed.
"You two are such teachers pets. 'Oh look at me, look at me, I'm Crow and Europe with my stupid little powers. Why don't you guys go back to the lower class? This class isn't for little kids." Pasco teased. Saundry, who had been sick for an entire week, looked at Pasco with disgust.
"Pasco, give it up. Do you know how absolutely foolish you look teasing two 7-year-olds? Besides, I heard Raven beat you in last weeks quiz?"
Pasco snorted, "She got lucky. Her stupid bird was at the window and distracted me," Raven and Asia were quiet during the argument as always. It was always when he teacher left or before class that Pasco was mean to them. They just sat in the seats and said nothing. "-Watch, the next time I see that bird, I'm gunna kill 'em." Raven was peeved at that statement. Just like how Asia had Angel, Raven had a beautiful raven named Sariyah. Sariyah was given to Raven as a gift. The only thing was, the gift was signed anonymous. Raven believed it was her deceased mothers spirit.
Pasco whipped around at the feeling of Raven's power. She grew tall and ha black fire cackling around her while her eyes turned completely white. Black ravens flew from the black fire, and began fly peak and fly around Pasco. The ravens had 4 eyes that were little red slits. The teacher came back to witness this and gave Raven a jolt of her own yellow fire. Raven yelped and returned to normal, and the birds disappeared.
"What's going on here?" the teacher said as calmly as she could. The girls and Paso let Saundry tell the story. Once finished, the teacher dismissed class and Raven and Asia ran back to their dorm. Raven began to cry. Asia came over to her and questioned her what's wrong. Raven cried some more before asking Asia quietly, "Am I evil?" Asia shushed her and told her that it was an accident. Asia knew that Raven's father, Trigon, was an evil sorcerer.
"You're not evil, so stop thinking it. You can't help the way your born, but how you use your gift can change your life." Raven looked up and smiled.
End Flashback
Asia looked up at Raven and smiled. That day was the last day Raven had shed tears. Now that she looked at Raven, she didn't looked like the 7-year-old that was paranoid of becoming evil like her father.
"I guess the tables are turned, huh?" Asia's voice had sad amusement
"Yea. Now, this is the last time I want to see you like this over your balance of good and evil. I'm not good, but I'm not evil. I'm neutral, but I root for the good side." Looking at Asia's ditzy expression, she explained. "If there is no place for you on either side, make one of your own in-between... Now, get some sleep. It's almost 2."
The next time Asia woke up, she was inside her bed on a Tuesday morning. The chilly January air made her want to go back into her warm bed as she got up to shower. She dressed quickly, trying to stay as warm as possible, then cursed under her breath at the fact that she had to wear a skirt in the coldest time of the year. She got out gray knee high socks that were warm, and then slipped on her shoes and one of her heavier robes. Angel was already in the Common room sitting by a chair. From her view, all she could see was a hand over the armrest. Angel heard her coming and looked and went to greet her. Asia petted her and walked past her to see Hermione on the chair nodding off. Angel stretched and shook before licking Hermione's hand.
'Not who you were expecting?' Angel asked as Hermione stirred. Asia sighed.
'I feel horrible about the whole thing.' Hermione got up, thanked Angel, and smiled.
"Were you up all night?" Asia asked as they walked to breakfast.
"For the most part," she said, suppressing another yawn "I wrote a letter to Sirius and was hoping to talk to him about Harry. Don't worry, I put it in code. I hope Sirius is able to understand it."
"You mean he left? I was hoping he was going to stay. I would have liked to spend more time with him."
"He left when we went to breakfast that day." Hermione said as the 3 of them walked into the Great Hall. Hermione walked straight to sit with Harry and Ron.
'What do I say to him?' Asia asked.
'Good morning would be nice.' Angel said back as if it were obvious.
"Hey Ron, Harry." she said shortly as she sat down. Both boys looked sort of surprised and shocked at the same time. "What? Did I grow an extra head?"
"No, it's just, erm, long time no see." Ron said. Harry had recovered from his shock and was eating his food. Asia glanced at Hermione. She was about to say something but she got a tap on her shoulder. She looked up to see Jeff smiling at her.
"Hi Jeff."
"Hey, Asia, can I talk to you?"
"Erm, sure. Hermione, I'll be back. Angel, stay here." she said before the Houndune could get up. She snorted in retort and began to groom herself. Asia smirked about how cat-like the fox-like creature could be. She followed Jeff out the Great Hall and into the same room where they had their first actual talk. She could feel the tenseness in his hands and wondered. When he closed the door, she went over to him.
"Jeff, what's wrong?" she looked into his eyes to search for an answer.
"I need to know something...um...this is hard. Where-. Where do we, you know, stand?"
"Um, here? In Hogwarts?" Asia played dumb. She knew what he meant, and wasn't sure herself. He was a nice kid, but she hadn't known him long at all.
"Okay, where do you think I stand...W-with you?" He was nervous. Boy was he nervous. He was starting to sweat and kept licking his lips. What was she supposed to say to that? She got a fluttering in her stomach and she suddenly found it hard to breathe. She realized how close they were also. She could reach up her knee and hit him straight in the groin, but she didn't want to do that. She bit her bottom lip.
"I...err...um...why's it so hot in here?" she looked everywhere but at him. She felt like she was going to throw up. She shifted nervously and looked him back in the face. She nearly gasped. His eyes, they were misty gray. They reminded Asia of fog; she began to wonder how many secrets they conceal. Asia snapped back to place when she was starting to feel his breath on her face. Her eyes were still slightly glazed, remembering his eyes, when the gap closed between them. Her insides froze as she felt his hands on her lower back and instinctively put her arms around his neck. Something felt right for once in a long time. The panther was purring; she was truly happy. When they separated, they stayed in each other's embrace, taking in what just happened. Asia looked out the window. Pocking out of the snow, a pure white lily blossomed. Asia beamed and rubbed her face into Jeff's chest. Her mother was happy also. She laughed and buried her face in Jeff's chest, taking in his scent once more. When she looked back out the window, the flower was gone. 'Thank you Mum, for being with me.' she thought. Then she began to hope her mother would forgive her for not saying her poems yesterday. Asia could have gone on and on inside of her head, but Jeff spoke.
"So, where does this leave us now?" his voice was quiet and serious, but he did not move. HE only put his chin on top of Asia's head.
"Do you really feel that way about me?" Asia asked. There was hope in her voice, but regardless she still prepared herself for the worst. She would not be hurt again.
"Ofcorse. I broke up with my girlfriend for you."
"Jeff!" Asia was a little uneasy. 'What if he just jumps from one pretty girl to the next? And how come I never heard that he had a girlfriend?'
"I wasn't really into her as we once were anyway. She's a Ravenclaw, but barley. She acts more like a Slytherin. Besides, she's been chasing after a Hufflepuff for a while and I can't ignore it anymore. Why stay with someone who is just with me for status? I don't want my love to go to waste." Jeff's voice got softer as he spoke.
"Why me though? Of all people?" it was the question she honestly didn't understand.
"I don't know. I see things in you that I can't see anywhere else. Your so simple...you don't need anything made by magic, or man to be who you are. You're just so natural. You don't try to be the best; you just give your all. And if not good enough then you try it again. Basically, your more then just a pretty face." He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face up to meet his lips again.
"The bell is about to ring, where did she go?" Hermione looked at the wall for the 4th time in 5 minuets. They were in Charms and class was about to start. Harry looked sort of restless, while Ron feel asleep leaning on one hand.
"She went off with Jeff." Harry half growled.
"Your friends with Jeff Harry, remember?" Hermione said slightly crossly. Harry huffed. Just as the bell rang, Asia burst through the doorway. The Charms classroom door was always spelled to close when the bell rang, so no one can sneak in unnoticed. The door nearly caught the hem of her robe. She sat down next to Hermione and in front of Harry.
"Where have you been?" Harry's voice was between not caring and growling. Asia turned and lifted an eyebrow. Before she could say anything, tiny Professor Flitwick stood on a stack of books behind his desk. It was only 5 minuets into the class when a folded piece of paper flew over her head and onto the desk. She picked it up and read:
You still didn't answer my question.
-Harry
Asia took out a quill and ink, and scribbled down:
Thank you for telling me.
-Asia
She tossed it back over her head, and waited. The note came back a minute later, and the conversation went on:
I'm serious, what did he want with you?
-Harry
He who?
-Asia
JEFF! You know who!
-Harry
Oh, you mean that guy!
-Asia
Yes, yes, that guy.
-Harry
What about him?
-Asia
You're doing this on purpose
-Harry
Asia smiled. 'So, his mood is lifting a bit. Finally!'
Gasp Why, big brother, are you accusing me of trying to disturb you when you're trying to receive a wizarding education?
-Asia
Yes.
-Harry
Oh, then guilty as charged.
-Asia
Asia threw the note back with a smirk. The smirk on her face disappeared when the note hit her full force off the back of her head. She looked at it and saw that it was crumpled up into a paper ball. She turned around and looked at him after checking that Flitwick wasn't looking. He was smirking at her with a shit eating, 'try-to-top-that' grin. She growled and returned the smirk, accepting the challenge, and turned around to hear out the rest of the class.
They had Herbology next. Today, they were dealing with a plant that was supposed to be something like a Flytrap. But only, this plant liked bigger prey. Professor Sprout, a tiny with who was always seen with amounts of earth on her clothes, told the class that they only grow a few of these each year.
"They don't have long lives," she explained "They live for about 5 years before they wither. When they with, the entire plant explodes to produce thousands of seeds, making more. Only about 4 or 5 of the seeds actually make it into ground nearby. The others are carried by the wind and taken far off. I grow them and put them near Hagrid's vegetable patches. The plants will eat any mice that come by. They have a chemical smell inside to attract the mice..." Asia stopped listening when she felt a presence. She looked down to see a snake silently weaving in and out of people's feet unnoticed. Bending down slowly, so not to attract attention, she put her arm down in front of it. It was a harmless Gardener Snake that must have taken refuge in the Greenhouse. It twined up her arm and slipped around her neck.
'I'll allow you to stay there, but one squeeze and your gone.'
'I promissssse. It'sss muccchh to cold out 'here.'
'It's winter little one, where is everyone else?'
'I don't know. A giant man took me in because I wasss sssick. Now me let me go, but it'sss so cold evverywhere.'
'Like I said, I'll allow you to stay, only if there's no squeezing, or biting.'
'Deal.'
'What's your name?'
'A human would never be able to pronounce it. For short, call me T'kaa.'
'T'kaa, got it. I'm Asia.'
'Niccce to meet you.'
'You too.' Asia had been so preoccupied with T'kaa, that she completely ignored Hermione. T'kaa had hidden himself under her robes, but respectfully out of her shirt.
"What was that Hermione? I sort of dazed out."
"Dazed out? I thought you were dead on your feet. Professor said we could together. We have plant number 5. We have to repot it. But their teething, so be careful."
It took the both of them to repot the plant. First, Hermione was bitten when she gripped the plant. It was only 6 inches, but it had dull molars in. Asia had to hold the pot down, since the things roots were clinging to it for dear life. Both girls, giving up, put the plant once down. With a wave of her hand, the plant was eased out of the pot and into the new one. The bell rang once more, signaling double Potions with the Slytherin. Asia had to take a deep breath. She hasn't seen Malfoy since her 'incident' a few weeks ago. With T'kaa still around her neck, she, Hermione, Ron, and Harry walked quickly to the Dungeons after washing up. They took their usual seats at the back of class and in the corner. The last thing that any of them want is to get into yet another fight with Malfoy. Hermione sat by the wall, Asia next to her, Harry next to him, and Ron after. T'kaa lifted his tiny head out of Asia's robes and flicked his tongue at Harry. Harry swiped at hand at the feeling, thinking it's a bug. T'kaa hissed at him.
'Watch it!' Harry turned around to be face to face with a snake. He yelped and fell off his chair. Ron and Asia laughed as quietly as they could while Hermione fussed if he was okay.
"I didn't even plan that. Good job T'kaa." Asia said, smirking. Malfoy walked into class and saw Harry on the floor.
"What's up Potter? See something shiny to give to Wesley?" Malfoy crooned. Asia felt a growl in her throat, and then smirked. She called upon something within herself, and out of thin air appeared a Panther as black as night. It somehow radiated with a silver light that wasn't there. It was transparent also. It growled and swiped at Malfoy who quickly left to his seat. As is satisfied, the panther turned to Asia and sat in front of her at her desk and out of sight. It looked up at Asia expectantly, and then turned to lick its hip, where the mark of the Emotional Eye was. Asia gasped; that was NOT supposed to be there! The panther faded away to reveal Angel. Angel looked up at her as if nothing happened.
'What's the matter?' the Houndune asked.
'What's the matter? You were just a panther!'
'I know. You changed me. Just don't do it again, it feels funny.' Angel laid under the desk and resumed to clean herself. 'What's going on?' Asia asked herself.
The rest of the day played out normally, along with the rest of the week. On Saturday, she did as she was told and met Numair out by the lake well after sundown. Angel trotted at her heels briskly. When she walked up to him, she didn't stop until she put her arms around him.
"I'm sorry..." she said. She took Numair by surprise with this.
"For-for what?" Asia motioned for Numair to sit and she did the same. Only then did she tell the story form beginning to end; from the first time she when to the door, to the austral plane with Raven. Numair looked disappointed. "Asia, how could you trust someone like that?"
"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have, but what was I to do? I was scared, I had doubts. I'm seeing things I have never seen or heard before. I never ran into these problems at the E.Y.A. I've already apologized to my friends, and they forgave me. Do you?" she looked up to him hopefully. He looked stern for a second and then smiled.
"Yes, I do. But remember, it doesn't matter how mad I seem, I would turn away from you Asia. You can come to me, you know that."
"Thank you" Asia smiled.
12 pages, although it dosn't seem like it. I'll try to update ASAP, I really want to finish this story. A lot of people want me to start my other one. I think I'm going to write the first chapter of it and post it when this story is done, but I need reviews to do so!