Shitza: Well, last time it was raining, but now... White flakes slowly dropping down. Winter had arrived early here. Just like last time, yet that was October.
As all author's I've made an awful mistake, and if I did write another date then the beginning of October in the two previous chapters, okay then, do what you want with me because I can't understand how I manage all these mistakes. The two previous chapters take place some days after the fifth October. This chapter will take place between 21th October to the 25th October. Nothing more or less.
Well, now that is settled, I think I have nothing more to say and I should really try to shorten these forewords. Unless that I suppose I have to make an authors note, but I know how irritating those can be when you are waiting for a chapter. Flames are highly welcome if you think I talk too much.
So, hoping you'll enjoy. As for me, I have a lot of writing to do before next chapter will come. I hope you'll have patience, next chapter will take a long while before posting. To make it all out, I've made a long chapter to keep you all happy. With school and new stories coming up, my old update planning is grounded, I'm happy now if I manage to update once every week, which seems like a miracle. I'm counting the days until Christmas Holiday.
Seeeza: Shitza don't own Harry Potter, nor Blaze Does she really have to put up with these disclaimers, I wonder if people really matter.
Shitza: Quit it, I care, even if I don't put it in every time. Yet I still care, I don't think I'll ever become a JK, so better make one out. This disclaimer stands in every chapter, I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, NOR ANYTHING FROM THE ORIGINAL STORY.
Shitza
To HP Beatles: Sorry to say I answered the wrong date last time. It is in fact the I had completely forgotten the date I wrote in chapter 20 la Grand Finale and More. In fact it is in the Middle of October. I thought it was strange suddenly that I had completely forgotten about Halloween. Well, not going to happen again. Hope I haven't confused you too much.
Chapter 22 One chaotic Week
It was hard to think it was the last year at Hogwarts. Then, what would happen them? Harry had no clue where he would go after all this, his dreams had turned from one thing into another for a such a short period. Well, it was a short period in life. He was an heir now, and he wondered... what would he have to do, to get a normal life.
He wondered what his friends were planning for the future. Well, at least he maybe could ask them in the morning. He sat by the dorm window, looking at the bright moon above. He sighed as he hadn't had any sleep during this whole night. He knew it would be dawn, in only four hours.
Monday
Harry woke up to a bright dawn. He jumped down from the window and went to his watch. Thankfully he hadn't overslept, it was still an hour left until their Archery lesson would begin. He looked around the room, to find that both Ron and Neville were still asleep. He wondered how he would awake them, but then Peeves appeared and grabbed both of the heir's noses before disappearing again. Ron awoke, and even if Harry tried to explain, Ron didn't believe him, instead he threw him out from the common room. Even Neville tried to explain, but it was one of the famous Abrupt-Awoken-Heir mornings that always ended in the same way. Shortened it was also called AAH!!!
Harry brushed the dust from his robe and bag before heading to the great hall to get some breakfast. He was sure of that once Cassandra and Hermione would hear this story they would be able to convince Ron that it hadn't been his idea. Walking through the first floor corridor he passed Filch. Harry went over to the man.
"Filch" he said. "You have my rights to torture Peeves how much you really want to this day. That Poltergeist just got me thrown out of bed."
The man stared at him before smiling. "My pleasure" he said before scooting off to find his cat, and then Peeves. Harry sighed, at least it would keep him from torturing the students.
At the hall, five minutes later, Harry found Hermione and Cassandra laughing at one of Draco's stories. Harry seated down, his stomach growling with hunger.
"Good morning Harry, had a good sleep?" Hermione asked giggling.
"Can't say I had, I couldn't sleep and then Peeves has ruined my morning."
"How?" Cassandra asked.
Harry explained about the morning incident. Hermione giggled through the story, Cassandra shook her head.
"If I were you I shouldn't have picked Filch, he'll just make things worse. No, I should have done it myself."
Harry sighed, this was going to be a looong day.
Indeed it did. Harry felt himself beaten in every single subject during the day. Cassandra shot herself the victory in Archery, Hermione beat all records in Logic, Cassandra charmed herself through Charms and Draco read himself to victory in Telepathy. Neville made new records in Prophecy. Harry was relieved when it was finally time for lunch. It had been the most dreadful beginning of a day. He now prayed this week would turn to be far better. He had no clue how wrong he had been.
During Lunch he tried to sound cheerful, and brought up the subject about the future, think that they WOULD win the last battle. He learnt everyone had plans. He had no clue so far...
Hermione was thinking off attending the Ministry's, or continuing on SPEW. The others sighed, that girl was totally obsessed with House Elves. She was thinking of once and for all making sure that the creatures would be treated like humans and not like slaves. Ron bent over to tell Draco to make her forget about it, people would start laughing at her if she even began.
Cassandra was thinking of starting a reconstruction of Rosengard, which seemed as a good idea, as the school had been destroyed. Well thinking of that Ravenclaw she thought education was essential and no one in the world would be able to make her change her ideas. Her point was that she thought that all witches and wizards should be taught in their own language, and as obviously English wasn't her native language, it was Norwegian and Swedish, she would prefer that everyone else wouldn't need to go through the rest. Even if so, English was second language in both countries. Well, why should you really, unless you really hated school?
Neville thought of staying at Hogwarts, to help out at the Greenhouses. Then he thought of making Medical researches through the world. He had a feeling there had to be plenty of unknown plants around the Amazons, well mostly all kind of jungles around the world. Also he was sure there had to be hidden plants and herbs in the desserts, the woods, in all natural areas around the world. Muggles sometimes couldn't see these things, and many wizards and witches feared these were deadly, since non-careful ones had touched these on the wrong place and then died in various ways. Many of the plants burnt you with flames, some just killed by touch. The list was long and very horrible. Yet Neville had learnt many spells from Hufflepuff's notes he had found in the Chamber. There was a complete set of spells to use for these things, before removing the plant in question. Sounds easy, but was very hard. One mistake could be devastating.
Ron to had ideas, to reset the different Magical Reservations around. Not only Dragon Reservations, but also Unicorn Reservations, Giant's Reservation's, Fairy Reservations and so on. During the years ever since Voldemort had returned, he had destroyed almost everything in Europe, so the list of Muggles spotting a Dragon or giant and so on was fatal. Not ever in history had the number reached this high. After all this they all knew that the balance had to be restored, and so Ron had decided to go on Animals that would be feared and followed if they ever were discovered by those who completely didn't know about them.
Draco too had plans. He was thinking of starting his own association, something very much alike the Order of Phoenix, but still it would be different. This would be set to make peace even before the war was coming. Draco was rather tired of all these fights and duels, yet he still couldn't see an end of it. He thought of calling his organisation something like the Eye of the Serpent, or something similar.
When everyone asked Harry, he told them he had no clue. Mostly because he knew Fudge would never allow him to become an auror and he wasn't so sure of if he really wanted to become one. They asked why, but he said he was thinking of travelling, extending his knowledge in other cultures and seeing what was behind the corner. He was tired pf being found, betrayed, duelled with and most of all hated. He wanted to get away from the fame, which he knew was impossible.
The others looked shocked at him. They knew he suffered from too much pressure. Hermione and Ron, his two oldest friends, wanted to comfort him, but they didn't know how. The bell rung, calling most students of to their next lesson, but the heirs' next lesson would be Potions, and it wasn't before 1:30pm. Still they walked up from their table, dragging Harry along. They took him outside, where they hoped they would be left alone. It was still Monday and their week had just begun.
They went over to their favourite spot by the giant oak. It was cold sitting down, but Ron conjured small fires to warm them, which didn't harm the grass, very much to Neville's relief. They sat there, enjoying the fresh wind from the mountains. Harry though sat as stiff as McGonagall had done that day on the wall, when Harry was supposed to be brought over to live with the Dursleys.
The heirs' heads all turned towards him, all looked equally worried. Harry tried to smile back, but he couldn't make it look real. He had too much in his head, and worse, he was too depressed, the main reason for his unusual attitude.
The rest of the heirs continued looking at him, before Cassandra had enough and yelled.
"I've had enough, what's really the matter with you? Why are you so depressed?"
The others jumped by surprise. Ron looked now worried at Cassandra, who had her kept digging her nails into her legs.
"I'm fine" Harry answered looking away. He was not in the mood to fight the Eagle today.
"Come on, stop kidding me. Something's not right or why so modest? You are usually the one laughing at everything. Now tell us what is wrong or I'll personally throw you into the lake to wipe that weird look from you face. You look dreadful, did you even know? Now tell us!"
That last thing Cassandra screamed, her usual calm nature towards everyone, except Ron or Slytherin's, had completely disappeared. Harry sighed as Hermione approached it from another way.
"Let me guess, she said. It has something to do with the End battle, the Lessons today and the weight on your shoulders." She said guessing. Harry nodded, which made everyone relived, yet still confused, because they couldn't understand how he had managed to put these things together.
"Oh stop it" Cassandra sad. "you are even worse then I. Yes we all have our bad days but that doesn't mean the rest of us fall down to sulk. One, we will win this fight no matter what. Two, I know we had some advantage in the lessons today, but what really matters is what you are, what you stand for and how you accomplish it. You are the best friend a Ravenclaw could have you know, who else would have been able to turn me back to this side after that the Darkness lured me down into it's claws. You made me see sense, also you made Draco see sense, which I doubt even Hermione would have been able to. You are also the expert in duelling. Yes, we all have our advantages, but those are one of those things that make us into the ones we are. Three, remember everything is not just about you, we too have weights on our shoulders, guess how that feels?"
Harry looked up, first he looked as sad as always, then he surprised them more with laughing.
"I'm so sorry I must completely have lost my mind. I shouldn't behave like a sour lemon when still nothing is attacking the castle or something likely."
He looked over at the castle, where a group of Ravenclaws walked out from the castle to take some fresh air before heading towards their next lesson. Harry saw Iris among them and ran over to enjoy himself in his girlfriend's presence. The others sighed sitting among themselves. Ron started muttering... "What a lovesick bastard he really is, it's a miracle he is still alive." The two girls giggled, Draco chocked and Neville smiled. All of them had to agree Harry had completely fallen for her, the question still remained, would this affect his obstacles in the future.
The bell rung again as a warning that the next lesson was about to begin. They all hurried and on their way split into different directions. The Gryffindors hurried to the dungeons for Potions, Draco and Cassandra went to their lessons.
Five minutes after that the lesson had begun Harry finally arrived, being late. Snape grinned taking points from Gryffindor Harry sat down with Neville.
"What took you so long?" Ron asked as he walked over to them.
"Peeves" Harry muttered. "I had just stolen a kiss from Iris when that thing ruined everything. He made this day worse then ever."
During the rest of the lesson Harry started to form the cruelest plan ever, to get back on that... thing.
Levitation was up afterwards, the only lesson for the day to lift you mind into the air. Afterwards they went to get some sleep, because they wouldn't get much later. Harry felt like sleeping though the Astronomy lesson. Really this wasn't his idea of an interesting lesson. Professor Sinistra was talking about an unknown shadow in the sky, which maybe could be a new planet. Harry yawned, Astronomy clearly wasn't everyone's favourite subject as half the class had fallen asleep.
Harry sighed once the lesson was over. Now he had about four and a half hours sleep before their next lesson would begin. Harry wondered if he even wanted to attend it, he was no expert on birds, but still Hermione or Cassandra would skin him alive if he missed a lesson.
Tuesday
After almost having overslept and then been pecked by his bird on various places he was happy when it was time for breakfast. The only really good thing about this morning was to finally having revenged on Peeves.
-Flashback-
Peeves was hovering some feet above when Harry saw him. That poltergeist had ruined most things around, yet Harry had an idea. He cast the Ghost formation on himself, turned invisible and floated up to that things. He grabbed peeves in the ear, the poltergeist screamed and had no idea what to do. Harry took him through the walls to the dungeons, where he soon found a closed room, the door had been hidden behind a wall. There lay an old torture chamber he knew he had to tell the others about, he knew how they would think of something like that.
He dragged the poltergeist to a magical chain by the wall, where he left it tied to the wall. The chains would release it after some days, or else he knew the heirs would, even if they too hated him.
-End Flashback-
Harry hummed content by the table, making Hermione look curiously at him. Last day he had been really down and today he was acting as if nothing had happened. Boys, she really didn't understand them.
They hurried off towards Transfiguration, where professor McGonagall stood tapping her foot on the floor. They had no idea why, until they reached the classroom. It looked as if Harry's pet snake had run off, and everyone seemed dead frightened. Zlits, the small snake lay curled up, purring. Harry smiled, but he understood. He quickly removed him from the desk and placed him in his pocket. The students sighed, yet no one dared go near him that lesson except for the heirs.
Professor McGonagall walked over to him, keeping an close eye on his pocket with the purring snake. She opened her mouth and said... "You know the rules, all students can bring either a CAT or a TOAD or an OWL. We have not said you could bring a live snake."
"You didn't say anything about my rat" Ron commentated.
"Rats are another thing..." McGonagall tried but Ron interrupted her.
"Even if they are you-know-which-rat-I-mean?" The professor stepped back, rather pale but nodded.
"Please professor, he'll do no harm. He is as innocent as a kitten."
The snake continued purring, which made even the girls sitting behind thinking it was cute. Professor McGonagall had to surrender, but she still kept an eye out of snakes that day.
They had a good morning, with no major problems unless you counted Draco's disaster in Healing. Instead of mending the bone, he splintered it into a hundred small pieces.
Yet, as the day continued, the once peaceful day became a nightmare. Later that day after that their Telekinesis class had ended, they decided to split up in order to do whatever they suited. Neville went down to the Hufflepuff Chamber to do some research on a particular deadly plant called Deadly Nightshade. Cassandra went outside to stretch her wings. Ron had considered following her, but by the edge of the forest he changed his mind, not wanting to run into any spiders. Instead he ran away towards the greenhouses, having caught the sense of Catnip. Hermione sneaked of to the Gryffindor common room, and curled up by the fireplace, her tail swinging contently. Even Draco took his Animagi form and disappeared down into the hidden caves beneath the castle. Harry went to look up some more info for the long transfiguration essay he had been given. On his way he passed a particular pair of yellow eyes that kept on following him.
Harry stopped in his tracks to a particular meow. He turned to face the old scabby looking furball on the floor, looking at him evilly. He wondered what it was doing following him, so far he hadn't done anything.
He backed some steps, the cat followed him. He tried to shoo him away, but to no use, the cat kept on following him.
Harry started to get rather pissed off, and wondered how bad his detention would get if he stunned this pest for cat. He thought at least it couldn't be worse then this. He bent closer, but then something rolled out from his pocket. He blinked, it was Zlits, his pet snake. Harry tried to grab him, to put him back into his pocket, but to his horror Mrs Norris was a lot faster and took the snake by the tail. So far Zlits did nothing. But for how long, that was the question.
Mrs Norris ran off, carrying the snake in her mouth. Harry followed but the cat was tricky to catch and when he finally thought he had caught up on her she disappeared. After half an hour of looking he found her, but not as he wanted to. He had dreaded this to happen.
Mrs Norris lay on her back, drops of blood running from her mouth. Apparently Zlits had bitten her from inside and even now Harry saw how much it had affected her. Her eyes were wide open, she didn't move and she felt cold. Harry hesitated, he had no idea of what to do. Zlits on the other hand returned to his cosy warm pocket.
On top of it all, the caretaker Mr Filch arrived. And he was not happy with the events.
(In McGonagall's Office, an hour later)
After hearing the story, McGonagall paced the room back and forward. Filch stood in a corner looking like a wolf ready to strike. Harry sat on a chair by the professor's desk. By his side sat Hermione, Neville, Cassandra, Draco and Ron, all of them telling him it would be over soon. Harry felt like a thousand needles pointed at him.
Neville, who sat by nearest the table, with the now dying cat sighed. He knew what would happen, like always.
"I knew something like this would have happened. Either way you have to get rid of that thing or we have to sort this out somehow."
Filch sobbed. "Is there any way of saving her?" he asked.
Neville sighed once more. "I'm afraid I have not so much on this particular poison, but I'll do my best."
"In English?" Ron asked not understanding half of it.
"She's been bitten by a poison so powerful it even reaches above my knowledge. I have some guesses on an antidote, but also that antidote could just kill the cat instead. Kill her in a more painful process."
"There's a cure?" Filch said looking hopeful. Neville shook his head.
"There is no real cure, but I think that Belladonna might as well be the cure in this case."
"Belladonna, Neville that's one of the most dangerous plants in this world." Cassandra shrieked.
Harry looked confused at her, not understanding.
"Belladonna or Deadly nightshade as it is called is one of the worst plants known, it's not only deadly, but also carries a curse which prevents you from dying. It always leads into an sudden disappearance for as your body stops breathing, the heart stops beating, you soul is trapped into the darkness itself and it will never be able to flee from it. It's much more worse then death."
"Then that is something Voldemort really deserves." Draco said.
"You know Draco, that day I'll face HIM, I'll make sure he'll even have it much more worse then that. Harry said smiling, but his smile was quickly wiped away from a look from Professor McGonagall.
"Neville, make sure that cat is revived, or else you'll never be allowed to go outside these grounds, and that includes all of you."
She left, followed by Filch. Mrs Norris still lay on the table, breathing harshly, chasing mice in her dreams. Draco looked at Harry.
"I do hope that Neville cures that cat, or else you'll hear from me."
The heirs left, Harry now knew, or at least hoped there would be no more.
Wednesday
It was a relief to have a later start on the day, thinking about the present events. The Heirs sat in silence, not speaking to each other, all drowned in their own thoughts. Draco thought of what methods he would use to make sure Harry would listen to his warnings, as he obviously hadn't bothered. He had sent the warning when he had sent it.
Ron was thinking about Quidditch, right after Halloween there would be a Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. He was silently planning the strategies for the match, not noticing Cassandra's arm sneaking under his.
Cassandra was worried. Neville ha mentioned Deadly Nightshade as one of the powerful ingredients in use for curing the tabby cat. She was not with his choice, she had no idea what uses that deadly plant would have. Mrs Norris had now been removed to the Hufflepuff Chamber, where Neville explained he had one sample growing, and also all the other plants he would need. He had also managed to borrow some of Professor Snape's Unicorn blood. Though, the professor didn't know he had borrowed it.
Neville sat taking notes, combining suitable ingredients in his head. All this work gave him headaches, but he didn't bother. He had important things to worry about. He wondered, would Unicorn blood be a good combination with Vomiting Vines... he then changed his mind... no he didn't want to make the cat receive great vomits every half hour. Surely the cat did deserve it.
Hermione was reading as usual, trying to find another cure, but Neville had borrowed Zlits over the night and he had told them, there would be no cure for that, unless his own ideas would work.
Harry wasn't eating, he felt worse then ever. The reason had arrived some minutes earlier.
-Flashback-
They were about to start eating when the owl post arrived, also including Hedwig. She seemed to be in a fool mood. Harry tried to stroke her, but she just dropped the letter on his lap after ripping his hand with her claws. Then she flew off, not looking back.
The others looked puzzled at him, he too was. He had been in the owlery just the previous afternoon, after needing someone to talk too, not being the heirs or the teachers. Or any student.
Harry took the letter and opened it. It was short, written from his aunt. He wondered what she had to say?
"Dear Harry" he read out loud.
I am sorry to say that I am not feeling good. Dumbledore dumped that rat in my care, but truth to be told he makes me almost long back to our old home. He hasn't hurt me, but he throws up nasty comments and uses the tablecloth as a napkin. I'm usually alone, the rest of the Order is usually outside on their tasks. For me this is a task too over powerful. I can't stand him!
He eats with his bare hands, he never cleans himself. He is gross, never obeys my commands and has so far as I know even said anything nice. He even keeps pulling Hedwigs feather from her tail as I'm writing this. Please Harry, help me. Or else I have no more choice then to flee.
You dear aunt
Petunia
Who still loves you, as her own sister
-End Flashback-
At least he had received the reason for Hedwig's weird attitude.
"What am I supposed to do, I can't handle that rat all by myself."
Hermione sneered, deeply disliking that rat she would more then ever wanted to throw him out into the lake with a huge stone magically enchanted to his feet. Instead she said.
"Talk some sense in him, if that's so. But if you ask me I should go and get rid of him before he would do something like that with us."
Harry got to his feet, knocking back his chair.
"Hermione, you're brilliant!" Harry said drawing all gazes upon him.
"So you're finally getting rid of him" she said happily.
"What, no, I'm going to talk some sense to him, and I'll do it right after Divination."
Everyone shook their heads, well except for Neville and somehow Draco. The Slytherin hadn't been listening, he was instead thinking of how he would remake his chamber before he would leave. He thought, or rather say knew, after this year he wouldn't return for it again.
They only had two subjects for the whole day, Elemental Magic and in Harry, Ron, Neville and Cassandra's case, Divination. During Elemental magic class, they proceeded a great deal in their skills, and Neville, who had the magical earth under him, even managed to get a tree to grow right beneath them. From being able to make the small plants grow, he now could make trees burst from stone. Harry shook his head in disbelief. By all of them, he knew, he would never be as good in elemental skills. He could make winds carry him and hurricanes burst out from breezes, but after seeing Cassandra storming down trees with a swift hand move, he knew his place. Yet still, there was something he could beat her in, and that he would do tomorrow.
After a hard days work, the heirs retired to their chambers, like they usually did. Draco went to fix the last parts of his broken chamber, Hermione followed him down since she didn't have any chamber of her own. Neville went to take care off Mrs Norris, who was still very wiped out. Cassandra went to do some reading that Ravenclaw couldn't even rest without a book in her hand. Ron first went to his chamber, but then went out to do some flying. Harry went to the Gryffindor Fire to once and for all, talk some sense into Pettigrew.
Harry had borrowed some floo powder from Ron, who hadn't willingly given him it. Indeed Harry had to ask him about ten times before he had agreed. Harry's own powder had run out, so that was the reason for all the trouble. Now he hoped there wouldn't be any trouble...
"The Order of the Phoenix Headquarters" he said loudly while sticking his head into the green flames. He closed his eyes, feeling the ash whirl by his glasses. Then it all stopped and he opened his eyes to see a disaster.
He fully understood his aunt's words, looking at the mess. The table was unclean with large parts of sauce dripping from it. The floor was all muddy, and on all the dirt there had started to grow plants. Small weeds, even nettles. Harry wondered what was going on.
His answers came when a rat sneaked in, its tail knot over a teacup filled with flour. It sniffed the air then started running around, making a white line after it. Moments later Petunia entered, carrying a broomstick.
"Peter, please stop!" she said. Peter just stood there, not moving. Harry knew he was enjoying this, he read it in his mind
The rat continued his little game, Petunia screamed and tried to knock him out. That's when Harry made his entrance.
"Peter, put that damn cup away!" he called angrily. The rat stopped dead in its tracks, then became the usual little Pettigrew again.
"Harry?" he said stupidly, sitting on a pile of dung.
"Harry!" Petunia shrieked of relief. Harry nodded in the fire.
"Petunia, you didn't tell me things had gone this bad, maybe the headquarters wasn't a good thing for him after all." Harry said thinking.
Petunia didn't understand what he meant, but nodded. Harry never did anything against the things Professor Dumbledore had begged him.
"Well, just thought off removing him, to... maybe he would like it at Hogwarts, in the company of Mrs Norris or even Crookshanks would like to join in with the cat-mouse game?"
Peter shook his head, he hated that cat, both of them.
"Not, then we should dump him at Figg's with all her thirty cats he would love it."
Peter sweat dropped. He then started begging him not to throw him away.
"Well then, then I suppose you should stay as a good rat and CLEAN UP THIS MESS AT ONCE!!!"
Peter obeyed and ran off. He then returned with a wand, a very weak one, and magically cleaned everything spotless. While he was busy, Petunia kneed and thanked her nephew a hundred times. When the rat was finished petunia made him do some shores until both she and Harry was sure of that Peter would obey, only he had been given the real reasons for it.
Harry took out his head and sighed. At least one thing was now out of the way.
The heirs met outside Hagrid's cabin, to join him for a cup off tea. Even Draco had joined in, yet Hagrid was not fond of him.
Thursday
(4:15 in the morning)
They hadn't had much sleep, they were all deeply exhausted as usual in the morning. Still Harry thought this was a very interesting class he had showed a lot of skill on.
"Animus Evolo" Harry said performing the Soul Escape with perfection. The others clapped as Harry bowed, almost feeling exhausted.
"And that will end our long train on soul escape, very good Harry." Professor adamant said smiling.
"What are we going to do now, Mater Lucille?" Cassandra asked curiously.
"Calm down dear, we will shortly begin on another curse called Death Experience." Mrs Adamant said. The woman took her wand and went over to a corner to collect a cage of rats.
"Now watch closely" she whispered making them move closer.
"Experior Mortis!" she roared as a silver beam shot from the tip of her wand. The cage glowed and when the bright light had died, the rats all had died.
"Are they... dead?" Hermione asked.
"No dear, they are not. Currently they aren't breathing and their hearts has stopped beating, but no... they are not dead. They will wake up in an hour, then you can check out by yourselves."
Cassandra poked one with her finger.
"They surely aren't alive now." She confirmed.
"Now, Death Experience, as you can hear from the name, is one ancient curse the Egyptians used to research about the so called Death. What they found out no one knows, for as you die your memories stored disappear, and when you then wake up you are reborn. These rats will maybe even forget being rats, maybe they'll think they are cats or something else. This curse is also legally used against animals since 1534, on any kind of animal. It won't work on Unicorns or dragons though, they are too much magical."
They all copied down her words. Ron made his feather make the words itself as he was busy to look at the rats. He then screamed out...
"AAARRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
"What is it Ronald?" Cassandra asked.
"There's a live spider in that cage!"
Everyone laughed, even Cassandra. "Ron, I thought you had gone rid of your fears by now." She said.
"It just surprised me" he said in defence. Yet no one believed him.
Next they had to start practising on their ancient spells, which was hard since no one could guide them through their work. Even the two Clever ones sighed rereading the pages for the tenth time. Hermione had been bitten by her curse as it had turned so swiftly it had it her right after performing it. Cassandra was for the sixteenth time performing a counter curse for her hair to turn back to normal. Ron was looking up a counter curse for his, as Draco accidentally had managed it to turn into bright red flames.
You could easily say the day had started as a catastrophe. And so it remained. At Advanced Herbology. This time Hermione was the one to twist her day, almost falling into the vines of the creepy Faybloods. Draco managed to get her before she fell, she was lucky to have taken the anti-blood potion he had made for them or else she would probably have been dead.
Yet after having been revived from the shock, minutes after the bell rang, they had to hurry for Advanced Duelling, where Harry made sure of to show off his skills. Being once the leader for the DA and having duelled Voldemort time after time he had no problems to make his friends surrender. He had been through too much for the others to get close to his experiences, and with that it means a lot.
Bruised, except for Harry, they went to the Great Hall for Lunch. They all shot jealous looks at Harry, yet Harry simply laughed and told them it all was about training and practising. In a very short tie he knew he was one of Europe's best duellers.
They all later went to Snake breeding, where Harry had to help Ron to get through their lesson in one piece. Draco assisted Hermione and even taught her a simple hiss to give her a head start compared to the others.
-Is that really necessary?- Harry had asked him in Parseltongue.
-Don't you bother, it's not any of your business.- Draco had snapped back.
Afterwards they headed for Weather Control, where they got soaked by a rampaging rain cloud. Then it was time for Defence Against the Dark Arts, and all heirs, even Malfoy, had to admit he was really good. Cassandra looked cheerful when they said it, rather low. Telepathically she had informed the professor, who had been found blushing later in his office making the crazy professor Trelawney think he was in love, with someone.
Then came a lesson almost all of them feared, Swords. That little dwarf had made them doing all the most awful exercises to get them in shape. He had also brought a picture of a Muggle body-Builder telling them this was the size of their muscles he wanted them to have, not being skin and bone. Unfortunately Harry had commentated that was what he was, a little sack made of skin and bone. He had received some nasty hits for that.
Draco surely hated the two lessons of Swords, which he didn't see the point of. Cassandra longed for her bead and a good book. Hermione felt she could sleep on a pile of books if that was needed. Neville cursed his predictions, seeing more of this. Harry was duelling Ron, and had lost. The only thing that had been good with this lesson was when Ron and Cass finally had showed their feelings, none of them could think of something else.
Then, hours of exhausting moves later, they had Magical Control, which was rather relaxing as they were doing movements to get closer to your inner magic. It all was rubbish, the heirs had reached their magic as far as they could, they just need to control them. But today it was more welcoming as ever as they were too tired for anything else.
They would also only receive a few hours sleep, before it was time to get moving again, to head for Astrology. In Harry's dreams, images of a certain hurt cat haunted and a very murderous Caretaker.
Friday
1:00am... 1:05am... 1:10am...
The heirs were counting the time until they would be able to head of to get some sleep They were taking notes about the different houses, the Lion, the Scorpio, the Gemini... There were many of them, yet Harry understood very little of the lesson, it was completely complicated.
They had been taught some basics about making horoscopes, and would learn more in the next term. They knew how to make the chart, place your birth date and the positions of the planets.
1:30am... 1:35am... 1:40am...
Ron murmured something, sounding very much like "I need sleep". Harry stepped on his foot, telling him to stop it, they all were walking Zombies, they all needed it.
Harry sighed. It was the same every single Friday, and he dreaded to think of that this would be their timetable for the rest of the year. He heard Neville sigh too by his side. The Hufflepuff was copying down the planets positions for the last ten years, which was dull and boring.
1:50am... 1:55am... 2am!
A silent bell rang. The students collected their things and went back to their dorms. Harry and the others hurried to bed, too tired to do anything more.
Z-Z-Z
Someone was snoring peacefully into the late day. It was ten in the morning.
Z-Z-Z
"Wake up RONALD." A voice called. Very familiar.
Z-Z-Z
Z-Z-Z
Z-Z-Z-huh?
Standing over Ron was Cassandra, and she was in a rather foul mood seeing her boyfriend asleep like this. Both Harry and Neville had awoken, but not been able to awake Ron. So plan B had to be... Bring up Cassandra.
Ron rolled out of bed and landed on the floor. Cassandra shook her head as he ran off to the showers. He had no idea of how her girlfriend had managed to enter the common room without his knowledge.
Afterwards the Four of them went down to meet Hermione and Draco sitting in the Great hall. Draco was whispering something into Hermione's ear making the girl giggle awfully. When Cassandra noticed it she ran towards them and hid behind a suit of armour. 'Girls' Harry, Ron and Neville thought.
Afterwards they split like usual, heading towards different directions. By Lunch suddenly Harry heard a call in his head, coming from Neville.
'Harry, Ron, Hermione, Cassandra, Draco!!! Come quick!!!'
They all hurried to the Hufflepuff chamber to see what had happened. To their surprise they met Neville unharmed outside, carrying something.
"Can someone tell filch I have something for him?" he asked making them all look clueless. He then showed them the thing he was carrying.
"It was Mrs Norris, she was as healthy as usual. They all sighed of relief, then cheered. For now it all seemed like to go back to normal.
To Reviewers: I'm exhausted, this took me ages to write. I will update once more, but have about four stories to update before that. Hope you all enjoyed though...
HPBeatles: usually more often then this, but my update plan has changed slightly so now even I don't know. As soon as I can is my new answer. Hope you liked this chapter, I've been working on it for a long time now.
bballkid: Hey, slow down a moment, who's writing this fic', you or me. Well, I thought of your idea, but mostly their Animagi Forms in either moving through the grounds, escaping or some times defence. Yet they would have a major weakness since they wouldn't be able to use their wands in battle, and how easy wouldn't it be for the death eaters to capture them. Well, supposedly Harry would survive, being a phoenix, but I have other things planned for his shape. Anyway, hope I'm not sounding harsh, if so flame me next time. Thank you so much for reviewing.
queenofthepotters13: I have much more in store for that prophecy, and I must congratulate you for being so clever, yet the text in the book was not the main part when I wrote it, you'll see what will happen. It's all magic.
Ps: Voldemort found another copy, as the heirs will get the clues, so will Voldemort. I never wrote it, but hope that will answer your questions or else you are always welcome to mail me.
dnd4ever: Wow, you have caught up and I'm happy you have. It was so long since I heard anything from moist of my old reviewers.
End Notes: As the snow slowly is washed away, thanks to the rain. I'm off to continue writing on my other fic's before people leaves them. See you all, please review, give me love OC´s for Neville or anything you particularly would like to say. I have to go, see you!!!
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