It was dark. No light seemed to find him, yet an unmistakeable warmth seemed to fill his body as he was suddenly surrounded by a crystal-like object, glowing and pulsing for him. It seemed to be beaconing to him, calling him as he took wary steps towards it.
He extended his hand to touch it and pulled away sharply, raising an eyebrow at the odd shaped object. He tilted his head and once more reached forward, not pulling his hand back this time. A warm feeling spread over him and he struggled to pull back as it began to burn him, starting with a pain in his chest.
He fell to his knees, hand not removed from the pointed crystallin form. He gasped for breath as more jolts of electricity shot through his body, pulsing like blood through his veins as he cried out in pain. Then everything went dark and the light with the warmth fleeted from his body, leaving him cold…and alone.
Blaue Augen
"This is most odd…" Madame Pomfrey commented to herself as she frowned and placed her hands on her hips as she eyed her newest patient nervously. "He's alive, but not."
"He's not breathing and doesn't have a pulse—you have to save him before he dies!" Relena commented with worried eyes filled with tears yet to be shed and tugged on her sleeve sharply, trying to make her concentrate at the task on hand. Heero couldn't die—she had yet to tell him how much he meant to her.
"Heero, please get better…" Duo whispered, ignoring Relena who seemed almost as stressed as him. Almost. He lowered his eyes and bit his lip as he squeeze Heero's cold hand to make sure that he was still there and not somewhere else. The boy didn't flinch or even stir at the death grip Duo held on him.
"I'm worried about the people here, if we were to be attacked we don't know much about magic or about the layout. We have the basics, but even escape routes won't help us with those changing staircases and such."
"Why are you so paranoid, Heero?" Duo laughed, nervously of course. All the pilots long learned to trust each other, as well as their own, instincts
Heero was silent for a moment before turning his serious and icy prussian blue eyes on him, sighing heavily before answering the question. "I'm wondering why we all—or how we got stuck here. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen."
"Ah, don't worry Hee-chan—" He glared at Duo for using the accursed nickname. "Nothing bad'll happen with us around ya!"
So where was he when Heero almost died? Sitting in some stupid Divinations class, worried over his fellow pilot and commrade—even something that he hoped for more than that. He couldn't admit it outloud, even to him self in the mirror that he was in love with the stoic boy.
Pomfrey appeared next to Duo, smiling sadly at him as Relena took a spot across from the braided and also gripped Heero's hand tightly while leaning to brush a stubborn bang away from his face—which ended up falling back in the same place.
"Will he be all right?" Relena questioned as she turned away from Heero and looked with weary eyes at the obviously stressed nurse of the school.
She sighed, "I'm not sure." Relena bit her lip and Duo tightened his grip on Heero's lifeless hand. "Currently he's in something of a state of suspended animation, when or if—" She choked that word out, never before having a case as serious as this before, "—he wakes up is unknown as of yet."
She bowed her head to the two students, long giving up of trying to pry them from their respected places and closed her eyes as she drew the curtain giving them privacy shut. Opening her eyes she let a small, sad smile grace her lips. She bowed her head in repect to the silent figure.
"Tell me, Pomfrey," Headmaster Dumbledore said with a wise, yet also equally concerned voice, "How is our young Mr. Yuy doing?"
"Not good." It was obvious she handed the news to him quite bluntly and he merely nodded, eyes hiding any emotions hidden under his skin. Not even his eyes betrayed him, leaking any emotion that tried to seep through.
"Perhaps you can tell what happened?" He questioned, taking a seat on one of the unoccupied beds in the infirmiry.
"I don't know much, but…" She took a deep breath and began to replay the tale that she heard from the two students, as well as other's in the classroom that had been questioned on what had happened, or what they thought.
She closed her eyes and exhaled heavily, leaning against the wall and lowering her head with exhaustion. The nurse in the painting mimicked her, the patient still like that of Heero. She looked up and eyed the great wizard Dumbledore, wondering what he would suggest.
"Have you heard of the crystal that you-know-who is rumored to be searching for?" Dumbledore questioned with a raised eyebrow.
Pomfrey nodded, "I've heard of it from some of the teachers and at some of the meetings." She raised an eloquent eyebrow, "It's not that serious though, correct?"
"Well, perhaps Mr. Yuy has something to do with this." Dumbledore said as he creased his brows together in thought. He shifted from his spot a little, the stress of the day obviously catching up on him as he could feel an oncoming headache beginning.
"I understand, sir." Pomfrey said, standing up straighter as she stretched out the knicks and knots of her muscles. "Do you think we'll need better security?"
"Well, I'm not quite sure, there happen to be two students here…" That odd twinkle began to sprkle in his eyes once more and Pomfrey puffed up like a chicken as her face turned red with anger and irritation.
"I've already had to chase out three of those other boys, not to mention Miss Granger along with Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter." Dumbledore laughed. "I'll make sure nothing happens to him." She said with a reassuring smile and turned on her heel, ready to go and start trying different potions and spells to resurrect the "dead" Heero Yuy.
"I pray that all this won't be in vain." Dumbledore whispered, biting his lip as he made a mental note to himself in order to try and make sure not many students entered in case one might be in line with the Dark Lord. He winced at the thoughts of suspicion flooding through his mind and shook them off roughly.
Getting up stiffly, he opened the door and closed it tightly after he left the entry way. He took out a key and locked it, knowing Pomfrey all ready had a spare incase Miss Peacecraft-Darlian or Mr. Maxwell decided to leave—or got kicked out by the stubborn nurse.
A cold smile mirthlessly played upon one of the student's feautures, hiding in the shadows as the dark cloaks helped disperse any people trying to look for anything suspicious. After all, a student being a Death Eater was quite unheard of… Eyes narrowed into a smirk as they gleamed coldly inwardly.
Lord Voldemort would be most pleased.
TBC
Author's note:
Wow, this took a while to get up, neh? Well, mainly it was because…I lost the chapter. But thanks to artgirl150, my beta reader, she kept it and so we're all saved! Woo! Thanks again!
Um…yeah, about the pairings, I have decided to have one final and last poll for the pairings. The pairing who doesn't win gets different chapters if they want on my website with the other pairing that lostIf I have time.
So either vote for:
HeeroxRelena
Or
DuoxHeero
Thanks everyone! Previous votes won't count and only one vote per person please
Liebe, Red Tail