Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter… The plot and some characters have come from my own imagination!

A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Heh, I survived snowboarding! Which was SO wickedly cool! I believe I'm getting better.

I know the last chapter was really confusing so I'll try and sum it all up here on this page down below. If you did understand what everything meant in the last chapter then congratulations to you, and you could just skip this part and go straight to the chapter!

Summary for Chapter 12: For starters, Siota Patneicna is a spoken language/race starting from Merlin. If you're part of Merlin's Generation, which Jessie, her brother, her mother, and Harry are a part of, you are able to pretty much do whatever you want. Harry read some chapter in a book that Hermione had read, and it said that those who are infected by the poison of the Dikern snake (remember Nagini?) then either that person is going to need the anti-venom to survive OR energy.

Harry learns that with Siota Patneicna he could do it. He could transfer energy from himself to Hermione. Harry decides to skip his classes to research this Language of Merlin when Landon Smith (Jessie's brother) enters the library and indicates that he knows about this language. Harry meets up again with Landon and then one night he learns of the truth of his life.

On Harry's right forearm, there is the symbol of the sun (like in astrology) and there is also a stag wrapped around it. This is the mark of Siota Patneicna. Everyone who is part of Merlin's Generation has this mark however they're all individual and different. There is a symbol of whatever planet is said in your astrology info. The animal wrapped around the planet symbol represents who you are or someone near you. (Jessie's was a phoenix because her mother loved phoenixes, Jessie loved her mom.) And everyone can have a different colour. Harry's is green (like his eyes), Jessie's is light purple, and later on in the story we'll see that Landon's is white.

Now Harry is more confident in Hermione's survival because he can transfer energy to Hermione to help her live. (However in order to do that, Harry's going to need to practice, practice, practice!)

Hope you like this chapter! Anymore questions just ask!

Chapter 13 – Taking the Chance (introducing Miss Sana Watson)

It was a simple plan, but according Landon, it was still dangerous. Transferring energy from one wizard to something as small as a plant was easy, but even with the exceptional powers of a mage, something could go horribly wrong. But that was what Harry wants to do. Hopefully, before Hermione goes too far in the coma where it will be harder to save her, Harry can transfer some of his energy to Hermione so that she has some energy to get through this. Harry still remembered the words Jessie said a few days ago. Hermione was going to need a lot of strength to stay alive, so Harry was going to give that to her.

"It's more than just understanding and using a language. Siota Patneicna is more of a," Landon paused, looking for the right words. "…a 'race' of witches and wizards with special powers."

Harry nodded. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the dying plant before him. He was in Landon's classroom after dinner again, and this time Ron was also there accompanying him. "Aki Setireno." Harry's forearm glowed green and then suddenly wisps of light from Harry's chest shot into the air and then quickly absorbed into the plant. It happily straightened with its new given strength.

Over and over again, Harry practiced. He whispered the words to himself and tried it on the plant. Landon had said, "The more accustomed you are with the phrase, you won't need to keep repeating it. It will be in your mind. It's just like wandless magic except this is easier. You just need to know what you want to accomplish and then you can do it." Landon explained. "The reverse spell would be Ani Setireno. The two phrases are very similar."

Mentally, Harry patted himself on the back, satisfied with the amount of energy he had just given the plant. His head hurt a bit after transferring the little energy, but Harry knew that with more practice the slight pain would disappear.

Over the next few nights, as Harry practiced, Landon had gone into detail about using Siota Patneicna. "Whenever a mage does any magic they always do their best with a straight mind, but unless their body was not in the right place, for example, if a mage was completely drunk, he or she can pose possible treats to anyone in their path including their selves. If you're slightly drunk at least try to clear your mind before performing any magic. Performing magic while drunk is a sure way to get yourself killed especially if you don't know what you're doing."

He also explained how mages would normally duel with each other. "It's not uncommon when a mage encounters another mage and is threatened by the latter. They don't duel like how wizards and witches would normally duel with wands. First, Mages would turn their arm so that the area just above the palm where the mark is, is facing their partner, it's just some sort of tradition. Mages always show each other their marks before that battle. After that, the rest turns out the same way a shoot out in the Wild West would fold out." Harry took a moment to explain the Wild West to Ron. "It starts whenever some shows any sign of magic. Then they just start throwing curses and stuff at each other until one surrenders or dies."

One night, a thought came to mind, Ron caught the paper ball he was tossing in mid-air. "If Jessie always knew she could pretty much do anything since she's a mage, how come she never suggested the transferring thing?"

Landon sighed. Yes Jessie was hiding who she really was and it did happen to put Hermione in a really hard situation for everyone, but he knew why. "Mage's have the choice whether or not they want to continue being a mage. All you have to do is repeat a spell and it will erase your mind of the language, however it won't leave your soul. Being a mage is part of you. It's in your blood, and you probably don't want to actually do that, unless you really are unhappy with being a mage. I'm guessing that's what Jessie did… except I think she forgot to complete the spell, because the night before, when you guys came in, everything came back to her. Something I said must have made everything come back. Jessie must have done the spell before moving here. That's probably why she looked really uneasy."

Ron nodded and threw the paper ball back into the air.

"Don't worry yourself too much. But trust me if Jessie never said the spell, she definitely would have save Hermione faster than a heart-beat." Landon assured the ginger-haired boy.

It had been a few days since Jessie had admitted to being a mage. She sat at the Gryffindor Table with Blaise. It was Saturday morning and the fifth, sixth and seventh year students were preparing for another day at Hogsmeade. Blaise looked around the hall watching as students began to head down to the wizarding village.

"You make me feel so depressed whenever I see you." Blaise commented turning back to look at his friend. "What's wrong?"

Jessie shrugged. She didn't want to talk. To anyone.

"Come with me!" Blaise pleaded. "I'm going to the Three Broomsticks. And then after... you could leave if you want to."

"Landon's probably going to be there." Jessie moaned. There was another Hogsmeade trip scheduled for that day and didn't want to risk running into anybody, including her brother especially after the night before. "I don't want him badgering me with questions."

"Why would he do that?" Blaise asked, but when Jessie diverted her eyes he took the clue, she didn't want to say why. "Tell you what. If he comes up to you and starts bothering you I'll make sure he's the laughing stock at school, okay?"

Jessie smiled. "Thanks…"Jessie did want to go, but at the same time she wanted to be alone and just avoid everyone in total. Ever since that night a few days ago, Jessie had been feeling out of place. Ever since all memory of being a mage rushed back to her, her life depressed her, but the memory of everything made her feel ashamed. If she never preformed the spell before the start of school, Hermione would at least have a decent chance of surviving. Now Harry was going to risk his life to save her. Jessie thought for a moment. I have to help Harry.

Blaise smiled back at her. He really wanted her to feel happy. Blaise was her friend, and he certainly wasn't going anywhere soon. "Okay, I'll come. But you know you should really be asking Ginny to go to Hogsmeade with you. She likes you and I'm almost positive that you fancy her too!"

Blaise shrugged. "Even if I did like Ginny, not that I'm admitting it, I want to hang out with my best mate."

"Oh, so I'm you're best mate now, eh Zabini? What happened to dear ol' Malfoy?" Jessie bantered.

Blaise let out a chuckle. "Oh, you amuse me, Smith. You didn't hear? You can have more than one best mate!" He stood up from his place on the bench besides Jessie and held out a hand. "Come with me!"

Jessie grinned and accepted the hand.

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All there was were books. Piles and piles on the floor, besides rows and rows on the wall. Ron walked aimlessly down one aisle hoping to find something that may catch his eye, but nothing seemed interesting, unless he found "Organization: In The Wizarding World" interesting. That would have been the kind of book Hermione would love. "Where was the action, the suspense, the adrenaline rush?" Ron muttered as he put the book back in its place. "Where was the Quidditch section?"

Ron randomly picked up another book and stared at the cover.

"Umm… Excuse me. Are you going to buy that book? It's the only one left and I was hoping to buy that for my sister. She likes Hippogriffs."

Ron turned to face the person speaking to him. Once he saw who he was looking at, he immediately blushed. Wow, she's pretty. Ron thought. The girl in front of him looked to be a year younger than he was. Since I'm in sixth year, she would be in fifth. That would make sense since that's one year younger… Ron shook his head making his mind stop rambling on.

"Oh, umm, sure…" He quickly looked back down at the book in his hands. There was a picture of a hippogriff flying in a night sky. It was titled, 'Flying with Hippogriffs.' "Yes, well this would be a good book then if you like hippogriffs." Ron smiled and looked back up at the girl. He could feel his ears turning slightly pink. He hoped the girl didn't notice. He gave her the book, but then his blush deepened when their fingers accidentally touched.

Ron thought this girl looked very pretty. She had straight, dark brown hair that grew just passed her shoulders. … … … But best of all, Ron loved her eyes. They were a certain brown, which Ron thought looked like honey. Ron muttered something before holding out his hand. "Hi, I'm Ron Weasley."

The girl smiled and accepted Ron's hand. "Hi, Sana Watson. Thanks for the book." She gave one more smile, took her hand back from Ron and then walked up to the teller at the front of the shop.

Ron sighed as he slowly fell to the floor. "You're welcome." He smiled dreamily.

"There you are!" Harry called out as he walked over from the back of the store and crouched down besides Ron. "Did you find anything you liked?"

Ron sighed again. " Sana Watson."

"Huh?"

"She's got honey-brown eyes. I could just stare in them all day…" Ron sighed.

Harry grinned and patted his friend on the back. "Awww, it looks like little Ronald's found a friend." Harry cooed. "So did you ask her out?"

"Huh?"

"… On a date?" Ron frowned. "You didn't ask her out?" Harry exclaimed. "Then what are you still doing here?" Harry stood up and pulled his best friend to his feet and led him to the front door of the store. "Go, find her!" Harry pushed Ron out the door.

Ron tripped on his way out, but then he regained control and raced down the street. "Thanks mate!" Ron called back. He looked in every direction he thought a fifth year girl would have gone. His last stop was the local inn. Ron rushed into the Three Broomsticks. The inn was packed with its usual crowd of students. There were even a few of the staff members sitting up at the counter, including Hermione's parents. A few goblins also seemed to be in town. A group of them had taken over two of the tables by the window and they were talking quickly in a thick French accent. Ron noticed Jessie laughing with Blaise. He smiled, it was good to see Jessie happy, she had been so depressed for the passed couple of days. But sadly, Sana was nowhere to be found.

He sighed and slowly walked out of the pub. Ron headed back towards the bookstore, but then shortly after realized that Harry would have left by now. He decided to just head back to the Three Broomsticks, but once he turned around he ran straight into someone, making them drop everything they were holding, spilling the contents from their bags onto the floor.

"O, I'm so sorry!" Ron apologized quickly bending over to pick up everything on the ground. "I'm really sorry, I should have been looking." Ron picked up a book and recognized the front cover. Hippogriff. Ron glanced up and found Sana smiling back. He slowly handed her the book.

Her smile widened. "Thanks," she said as she accepted the book from Ron.

"Oh… You're welcome." Ron's face flushed red in a matter of seconds. He hastily bent his head down avoiding eye contact and resumed picking up the rest of the books. Ron reached for another book just as Sana had reached for the same one. Instead he caught her hand, instead of the book. Ron stared at their hands and then he quickly pulled away, and if it were possible, his face reddened even more.

Sana giggled and picked up the remaining books.

Ron stood up and stared awkwardly around the street. Sana watched with amusement as Ron's face changed different shades of red. She picked up her bags.

"Ummm, can I ask you something?" Ron asked timidly.

"Sure." Sana shrugged.

"Doyouwannagoforacoffeeorsomething?" Ron dug his foot into the ground.

Sana laughed, "Yeah sure, that sounds good."

"Really?" Ron's eye's widened.

"Of course!" Sana smiled.

Now grinning like a mad fool, Ron took the book bags from Sana. She placed her hand on Ron's arm and together they left.

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Ron had run into the inn. Jessie had wanted to talk to him but he had run back out onto the street. She got up and followed him but then paused at the door when she noticed that Ron had just bumped into a girl. Jessie continued to watch Ron's awkward run-in, until he started to head in the opposite direction with the girl, carrying her belongings.

Jessie shrugged and then turned around, heading back to Blaise's table at the back of the inn.

"Jessie! How are you?"

Jessie turned around to see who was calling. Hermione's parents were sitting at the counter and were waving to her. They each had a butterbeer in front of them and seemed to be relaxing them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Granger, hi. I've been better but the day's not over yet. How are you two? Enjoying the butterbeer?"

"Yes we are. In fact I've taken quite a fancy to this drink. I should ask Rosemerta for the recipe." Mrs. Granger nodded in approval as she took another sip from her goblet.

"So…" Jessie awkwardly started. "How are you?"

Mrs. Granger didn't move. She continued staring at her goblet. Her husband acknowledged this, "We thought it would be a good idea getting some fresh air. We did visit Hermione before we left, but it's kind of hard to tell how she's doing. She looked so pale… just lying there…" Mrs. Granger winced at the imagery her husband just made, so Mr. Granger knew it was safe to change the subject. "Hogsmeade is a beautiful village… Everything that Hermione said it would be."

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It was still early in the afternoon when Jessie came back to the Gryffindor Common room. She had left Blaise just as he was about to start ordering for lunch. When she entered the common room, Jessie wasn't completely surprised to see Harry sitting on the same usual sofa in front of the blazing fire. She walked up to him and asked quietly if she could sit down.

Harry shrugged and moved his books off the couch making room for Jessie.

Jessie took a seat in the empty spot and stared into the fire, unsure of what to say. "I want to help with the transferring thing." She suddenly blurted out.

"I figured you'd say that." Harry looked up and said simply. He returned his gaze back to the book he was looking at.

"Excuse me?"

"Landon must have told you it was dangerous and that I need your help, right?"

"No… I haven't talked to Landon since... that night." Jessie clarified. "I want to help because I feel guilty about what's happened. I could have done something if I wasn't acting so selfish."

Harry shook his head. "You didn't know Hermione was going to get hurt because of me. You didn't even know us then."

"I know but if only, I could have helped you realize you were a mage and then Hermione wouldn't still be in this situation. Please, I've given this a lot of thought and I really want to help!"

"He's wasting his time pining over that goodie-toe-shoe."

"I know what you mean. I've always wondered what he saw in her."

Jessie leaned against the pillars in the Entrance hall, hidden from view as she listened to two Hufflepuffs talk.

"Granger's a smart girl, but she's not very pretty."

"Well, remember? Yule Ball, two years ago when she was with Krum? She was looking very fine that night!"

The latter chuckled. "Too bad she didn't look like that all the time, then I'd understand why Potter loved her so much."

The voices died down as they walked away. Jessie stepped out of her hiding spot, disappointed in the two boys talking before. However, just before she was about to leave, she noticed a second figure standing behind a second pillar a few paces in front of her. Jessie had enough time to hide behind the pillar again just as the other walked out from his hiding spot.

Harry walked by Jessie's pillar and headed towards the Grand Staircase. Jessie felt a tingly feeling seep through her mind. She just felt a bit of the emotions going through his mind, and from the looks of things, Jessie thought he felt ready to blow off a lot of steam and she was somewhat sure, where he was going to go.

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"Harry, don't!" Ron yelled

Jessie chased Harry down the corridor and grabbed his hand before he burst into the Hospital Wing. "Harry think about this for a moment. You're not ready to do this!"

"I can do whatever the hell I want!" Harry pulled his arm out of Jessie's grip but then leaned dangerously towards the wall. Ron sprang forward to try and catch him, but Harry fell to the ground before Ron could do anything. Ron offered a hand to help him back up, but Harry pushed it away. "Leave me alone!"

"No you can't!" Jessie argued. "You're not ready yet, and you know it! If you make a mistake, it could cost Hermione's or your life!"

"I have to try!" Harry cried. "I need to try!" He ran to the door.

"Harry, you're endangering you life and everyone else around you. And once you step through that door, it includes Hermione! At least let me do it. I know this spell. Let me do it!"

Harry froze. His hand remained on the doorknob. "Hermione needs me!" And with that Harry pulled open the door and rushed in. The door quickly shut with a loud click.

"He's locked the door!" Ron cried out and ran passed Jessie towards the heavy doors. "Harry! Open the door!" he pounded on the door. "What happened today? He was fine when I saw him this morning."

"I ran into a couple Hufflepuff's and they were talking trash about Hermione. Harry heard everything then ran away." Jessie frowned. Harry's going to hurt himself.

"Oh, this is not good! This is not good at all. Who ever goes into that room could get seriously hurt if their not careful!"

"I know…" Jessie whispered. She took a deep breath and raised her hands. The mark on her left arm glowed blue. "Ron… go and find Landon. I'll try and stop Harry."

Ron hesitated but then decided it probably was a good idea. Ron watched the determination on Jessie's face, "Good luck!" He nodded then ran in the opposite direction.

Once Ron disappeared around the corner, the large wooden doors stared to open slowly. A heavy wind blew out from the gap of the doors. Jessie slowly entered the room.

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Ron raced along the empty corridors searching for anyone. There was no one in sight. Ron ran down a flight of steps and headed straight for Landon's office.

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Blaise stared hard at Landon. He wanted to find out what was making his friend so depressed. Blaise didn't intend on leaving the room until Landon gave him the answer he has looking for.

"Look, I can't actually tell you the truth about what is making Jessie so disappointed. You have to wait until Jessie is willing to tell you why she feels the way she does. There is no way you'll be getting it out of her… and" Landon added, "you won't be getting it out of me!"

Blaise frowned and folded his arms. "One of my best mates is depressed because of something, and for now I'm going to assume it's because of you since she didn't want to talk to y–"

The door burst open and Ron came running into the room. "They're in trouble. Harry went to save Hermione, but we all know he's can't transfer any energy without weakening his body. Jessie and I tried to stop him but he won't listen!"

Landon quickly stood up and walked over to Ron. "Where are they?"

Ron led the way taking Landon out of his office.

Blaise took a deep breath and followed himself.

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What she needed was a distraction. Harry had already approached Hermione's bed and was preparing to transfer his energy to Hermione. Jessie knew Harry couldn't control the amount of energy he could give to one person or thing. Harry admitted that to her. If Harry gave to much energy to Hermione, Hermione would either automatically wake up and find a dying Harry, or die from the large amount of energy rushing through her body.

Either way was not something Jessie wanted to see happen.

"Can you bring the dead, back to life? Huh, Harry? Can you? I don't think so, and neither can I. So if you continue this and kill yourself, no one can save you! Then no one can save Hermione!" Jessie screamed hoping to get his attention. "Is that what you want?"

"Shut Up!"

Jessie winced, that probably wasn't the smartest thing to say.

A large red bubble of light erupted from Harry's hands. The blue wisps of energy escaping from his body sucked back into him. The red light took over and grew larger until it engulfed his entire body. An invisible wind suddenly started to blow in the enclosed Hospital Wing. Jessie's heart beat faster and faster. Where's Ron?

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Ginny giggled.

She and Sana Watson had just left the library after deciding that they want to talk out loud without having the angry stares of the librarian poking at them in the backs of their heads.

"I can't believe you actually find my brother attractive!" Ginny laughed.

"Well of course you can't. He's you brother. You're related. But trust me if you two weren't related, you would know." Sana sighed. "He's perfect. Even his embarrassing moments are perfect. He's so cute! Did I tell you he bought me this thing after we went to have coffee at a little candy shop at the edge of town? I just said it looked really cool or something and he bought it for me!" Sana sighed again. "Ron's amazing."

Ginny shuddered at the thought of her actually thinking her brother was cute.

The two girls turned into the adjacent corridor but were stopped once Ginny and Sana were knocked to the ground by Ron.

"Ron!" The two girls called out; one glad to see the teenager, the other unsettled from the fall.

"OH! I'm so sorry!" Ron quickly apologized as he pulled Sana to her feet.

Blaise helped Ginny to hers. The two boys connected eyes with the two girls. "Sorry, about Ron. He's going crazy over here and he's not explaining anything." Blaise apologized to Ginny. Jessie was right, Blaise thought for a moment. He did like Ginny. Malfoy would have a riot if he found out… but it's not like I care about what he thinks on this matter.

Ron grinned as he and Sana continued to stare into each other's eyes.

"Boys, there's no time for pleasantries." Landon growled. "We need to get to the Hospital Wing before something goes terribly wrong."

"What's going on?" Ginny ask Ron, turning her attention to her brother.

Ron shook his head. "No time to explain. Come!"

The four students stopped their chit-chat and followed Landon down the hall.

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Madam Pomfrey was hit back into the wall behind her as she walked out of her office to see what the commotion was. Harry just waved his hand absently and sent a force at the medi-witch. Pomfrey and Hermione were going to get hurt. Jessie waved her hand and Hermione's bed began to slowly move away. It wasn't going as fast Jessie would have wanted but she was satisfied with its movement. Jessie continued pushing the bed until it was flat against the wall. Luckily he didn't notice as Hermione's Bed rolled away from him.

With her other hand, Jessie tried to steadily move Madam Pomfrey into her office. The wind in the room began to pick up. It grew stronger as Harry glowed brighter. Jessie placed a shield around Hermione's bed and Pomfrey's office, and then faced Harry as he slowly showed his mark on his forearm.

Jessie knew in her heart that whatever was to happen in the next few minutes, if Landon didn't show up in time, might be something very, very bad.. Oh God! Please don't let this kill us!

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Landon pounded on the door with more force than Ron had previously. Blaise took a turn at the door when Landon stood back and examined it. "She put extra barriers on the door so that anyone could walk through that door and possibly into their doom."

Ron nodded. "Blaise stand back!"

"Huh?" Blaise turned and stared at Landon. He had rolled up his sleeve and a mark on his left forearm was visibly glowing from where Blaise could see. "What are you doing?"

"Get out of the way!" Ron ordered and was satisfied to see Blaise obey.

"Ron, what's happening?" Sana asked quietly, clutching his arm..

"Just stay by my side. Okay?"

Sana nodded just as Blaise joined Ginny.

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The light engulfed the entire room. The force shook the room until all the remaining empty frames that were still hanging on the wall feel tot the floor. A few curtains tore from their hangings in the ceiling and fell dangerously to the floor. The wooden door to Pomfrey's office burst open and shattered against the impact. The force was so heavy it broke the shield Jessie had placed around Hermione protecting her but Hermione proved to be unscratched from the energy. The wind subsided and everything calmed down. Two bodies lay motionless on the floor.

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The force from inside the Infirmary reached the entrance door and flew open sending the force at Landon, Blaise, Ginny, Ron and Sana. The five people fell to the floor unconscious as the door hit the walls and swung back and shut itself.

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Madam Pomfrey stirred on the floor. Her heart was thumping fairly fast and she had trouble standing up. Once she did manage to upright herself she saw the destruction around the room through the open doorway but there was no door; just a hole in the wall where a door should have been. Pomfrey looked at her feet and found remains of her door scattered everywhere. The medi-witch gasped when she took a step out of her office. Her Hospital Wing was in total dismay. Dust was continuing to fall to the floor. Pomfrey slowly made her way across her ill-fated Infirmary taking a hold of anything supporting her across the wreckage. She shook her head in dismay as she glanced from every cloth strewn across the floor, to the broken glass from the many windows lining the wall. Bed screens were pushed to the edges of the walls. Beds were scattered around the room, some were lying on their sides, when others were upturned.

The medi-witch's heart skipped a beat once she realized something. Hermione. She searched the room frantically searching for Hermione's bed which also could have been upturned by the wind. Finally, she spotted a single bed sitting by the wall at the far end of the Infirmary were there was less damage. Madam Pomfrey kept her eyes on the single bed as she jumped over the obstacles in her way.

Pomfrey pulled the bed away from the cold wall and examined the girl lying unconsciously on the bed which looked to be in perfect condition. She was satisfied to find out that not one scratch was laid on her; it was as if she was shielded from the impact from whatever caused the blast. She thought, what could have caused this? Then she remembered seeing two students before she had completely passed out in her office. Pomfrey's heart began to beat fast again after it had just calmed down a bit.

Harry's body was lying under a pile of rubble. A few feet away, she found Jessie lying in the same fashion. Fortunately, Pomfrey found that the two students were still alive. They were scratched, bruised with possible a few broken bones, but fortunately alive.

Pomfrey summoned 2 stretchers and placed Harry in one and Jessie into the other. She brought the two over to where a large hearth sat at the end of the room. There, Pomfrey up righted two beds and placed Harry and Jessie in them. She then summoned Hermione's bed over and positioned it besides the other two beds. Pomfrey created a large fire in the hearth and proceeded to examine, and then make amends to where either of the three student's bodies could be healed.

The doors to the Hospital Wing were slowly pulled open. Pomfrey glanced up as Landon walked into the damaged room followed by Ron, Blaise, Ginny and a girl she recognized as Sana Watson. They all were tending to their hurt bodies, trying to rub away the pain.

Landon carefully approached the medi-witch, and Pomfrey noticed the boy's face pale as he stared at the bed with his sister in it. He voiced the same question that had been running through Pomfrey's mind. "what happened?"

The medi-witch shook her head and then returned her attention back to the three students in bed. "I don't know but whatever happened made them very weak. Their bruises and broken bones can be healed, but they'll need to rest a bit before they'll be up and running like they used to. Miraculously, even Hermione survived, although I don't know how."

Landon nodded. He had a slight idea how.

A few moments later, Pomfrey looked up from Harry's bed. "Well, don't just stand there! Either you start cleaning this place up or leave!"

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It had taken a few hours, but by the end of it the four students knew they did their job well. Near Harry, Hermione and Jessie's beds, Ron sat in an chair with Sana sleeping quietly in his arms, as did Ginny in Blaise's arms. While they were cleaning up the Infirmary, Dumbledore came in with a worried expression written clearly across his face. He had been informed by a few of the paintings who were previously sleeping in the Infirmary before Harry entered it. Landon had gone with the headmaster into Madam Pomfrey's office. Once Landon came back out, Ron was somewhat certain that Landon had told Dumbledore most of the truth of what had happened if not all of it.

Landon sat silently by Jessie's bed and stared at her silent face. Dumbledore had finally left and the medi-witch had retired to her office. Landon looked around and from the looks of everything the four students were sound asleep. He leaned closer to Jessie's bed and held out his hand over her chest. He shut his eyes. A blue light came from his hand and hovered over Jessie's body before finally disappearing into her. Landon opened her eyes and heard as Jessie took fuller, deeper breaths. He turned to Harry's bed and did the same.

He turned to look at Hermione in her bed. I have enough energy. He thought. But just incase… Landon stood up from his chair and walked over to a purple plant sitting near Hermione's bed and took some energy from it. The plant visibly shrank smaller and looked dryer than it did just a few seconds before. Landon turned back to face Hermione. He held both hands up this time, feeling weaker than the first two transfers he made with Harry and Jessie. The blue wisp of light appeared and gently glided over to Hermione and quickly absorbed into her body.

Landon noticed Hermione take deeper breaths, not as deep as Jessie's or as full as Harry's but she was taking in more air, a sure sign that energy certainly is helping.

After a few moments of standing upright, Landon started to feel the after effects of giving out too much energy. He swayed dangerously on the spot. He was too dizzy to walk over to his chair so he summoned it to him. Landon clasped into the chair and shut his eyes.

A/N: Hope y'all liked it! Please Review!

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Aki Setireno - Ah-key Seh-T-wren-oh

Ani Setireno – Ah-knee Seh-T-wren-oh

Sana: Hey Sana! Happy now? You're in the story plus I'm 'replying' for review! I'm glad you liked the story! But what did you think about this chapter? Huh? Huh? lol

Sesshoumaru's wife: Ah, I knew I was going to confuse some one, lol. Hopefully you read the stuff before the chapter. It would have summarized things for you and to anyone else who didn't understand.

satinzevi89: I'm glad you thought it was a good job. And I'm glad you've been waiting for the chapter. Nice to know that someone was waiting for this update!

nightlancer6000: Glad to know you like the story.

screwtheperfectlife: I'm happy I updated too. The last chapter had been driving me crazy. I glad you like the story. Luckily, I didn't crash and fall snowboarding. I did quite the contrary really and I'm happy to say it!