Telling it like it was part two.

Ron paused for a moment to see if he could gauge what they were thinking about what he had just said but all he could tell was that they were paying close attention.

"Well right as I was thinking all of those things I got a picture in my mind of Malfoy. Malfoy was rich, good looking or at least a lot of girls think so and he was from a very powerful family. He had all the things I wanted but did I really want to be like him. As you might have guessed the thought made me sick. Once I had that thought all the scenes I could see in the black mist didn't seem to affect me much. I did get mad again but at the mist itself not at what it showed me. You guys know sometimes I do reckless things sometime. Well I grabbed the black jar and threw it up against the wall."

"When it shattered I felt a sharp pain run though my chest but it passed pretty quickly and when I looked up the black mist was gone. I was just about to congratulate myself for getting rid of the black mist when silver mist starts coming out of the second jar. I took a couple of steps back seeing as how the first mist had been up to no good. The second mist had a shape, it looked a lot like Hermione but not exactly. The not quiet Hermione told me that the black and silver jars were my hate and my love. It seems that when humans hate and love the emotions are so strong that they cause representative sprits to come into being. These spirits are unique to the person who created them and they constantly war with each other for the soul of their creator. One side focuses on anger ,hate, envy and all of the negative emotions. The other uses love, joy, loyalty and devotion as its guides."

"The good spirits call themselves Muses and as you can tell by there name more than one person has had contact with their Muse though it is rare enough that they have passed from fact to legend in the minds of most people. The evil spirits are simply known as Hates. They never contact the person who created them other than to try and push that person further along a path of hatred and envy. Neither Hates nor Muses can be fully destroyed since no one is immune to those feelings. The best you can hope to do is understand how all the choices and the way you react to them affects your lives."

At this Harry spoke up "So that why you were so set on telling people things you thought needed to be said?"

"Well yeah for the most part though almost dying did play a part in that."

'I asked my Muses if she had a name and she said that she did. When I asked her what it was she kind of laughed and said if I really didn't know already I would find out soon enough. I thought that was a little odd almost like something Dumbledore would say. Then she told me that I had come to a very special place. It seems that the pool here was a very old and powerful magical site. She called it the Well of Possibilities. In the well you could see all the things you could do if you were willing to do what it takes. She warned me I might not understand all of it and I should be careful not to over react to what I saw. She even said I might not want to look at all. Well I think you all know me well enough to know there was no way I wasn't going to look so I told her I was ready whenever she was ready to show me."

"We walked in and gazed at the pool together. There was an aura of peace about the place and as I stood watching in the pool I started to see pictures of my life and the pictures started coming faster. I would live grow old and die and in each one I had made a choice that turned out to be important. Now it might not have seen important at the time but they all turned out to impact my life greatly. The pictures started coming so fast I really couldn't see them. It was almost like I was just catching them in my brain for later use. I saw myself die hundreds of times, a few times in this very room. I saw my wedding in many different forms at many different ages. I saw my children being born and I saw some of them die. I saw us fighting Voldemort over and over again. Sometimes we won and sometimes we lost but never without a very high price. I saw us rebuild after our victory and I saw us watch as the wizarding world was destroyed by a triumphant Voldemort. I saw us all enter many different careers and life paths. In one of the paths I even ended up as a Death Eater though I think that was a bit of a stretch."

"Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I stepped away. When I did my Muse walked over and whispered that she would always be walking with me and to never forget that I must always guard against the return of the strength of my Hate. When she stopped talking the world seemed to start to spin and I blacked out. Bill found me passed out in the passage way I had first come down and I never could find that room again."

"Some of the people thought I had gotten over heated and just dreamed the whole thing up but I know it happened. Somehow I got a glimpse at what really mattered and I'm not going to forget it."

"later that day I got to talk a bit to Yasmine, now I know you guys don't know her but you would all love her. She was kind and helpful and I owe her a great deal. I didn't really know how I felt about Hermione until she mentioned my aura to me. Yasmine can see people's auras. She had infact wanted to ask me out on a date after I had gotten to Egypt but when I told her it was ok for her to look at my aura she said there wasn't any need. I thought that was a little odd and I asked why she thought that. She just laughed and she said it was because I was already madly, crazily in love with someone else and that person had already left their mark on me."

"Now you guys all know me so I started looking for a mark on my face. Then she laughed again and told me that the mark was on my aura. She said my aura colors were mostly yellow and red which sort of made sense to me. Then she said my aura was threaded though with other colors representing other people. After she told me which ones represented my family and most of my friends she said two others had marked me. One of the people she called the brother of my heart if not my body which I think we all know means Harry. The second person had so marked my aura that she sometimes had problems seeing what was mine and what was the part that had been left by the other person."

"She said the woman who had marked me was strong and kind. Quick of mind and nurturing in spirit. Then she laughed and saying she is very earthy this woman while you are brash and quick of temper. Then she said that our fights must be something special and I laughed with her."

"As we were talking she grew more and more animated and then she scared the hell out of me."