Chapter Fourteen
Harry was half way to the Gryffindor tower when something stopped him. He suddenly felt really afraid, terrified almost. At first it was a confident fear, like it was one he could control, but then it was shear terror. He stopped, why was he afraid? He spun around, thinking maybe Voldemort? But there was no one, and his scar didn't hurt. What was he feeling? Why was he scared? He looked up; there was something in the back of his head…something familiar…
He looked around the hallway…a painting caught his sight. It was a forest, in the middle of a storm…Lightning flashed in the portrait. Harry stepped closer; suddenly a figure flew into the picture, a Griffin with a raw scar on its leg…Godric!
Harry straightened…"MIA!"
Harry took off following the pull he felt…
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"Why do you look so scared Mia?" Ron asked, waving his wand in front of him.
Mia turned to face him, tears building in her eyes, "Tell me you didn't watch that."
"Why?" Ron asked stepping closer, "Is there something you didn't want us to see?"
Mia shook her head, "Please, I don't want to relive it," she said to herself before turning to Hermione, "Please, Hermione don't let him play it…"
Hermione looked away, "I'm sorry Mia, but we need to know why you have this."
Ron went over to the Replay, "Don't!" Mia cried, "I don't want to watch it!"
"Guilty conscience?" He asked before tapping the replay on.
A scream filled the room…
Mia's grip on the arms of the chair tightened as she tried to look away from the carnage before her. Ron threw a glare at Hermione, who quickly preformed a body-locking spell keeping Mia's face towards the Replay.
This did not stop the tears from pouring down her cheeks as she was forced to watch the destruction. Bile rose in her throat, she tried to squeeze her eyes shut, but the sounds continued. She was shaking, trying to undo the spell, but her emotions…her fear and sickening reaction were keeping her from concentrating enough magic to free her.
The sounds continued, the scene continued, Ron and Hermione didn't budge, even as Mia let out a strangled cry, tears and choking noises pouring out of her.
She thought it would never end…she'd be there forever watching the past…until the door to the room flew open.
Harry ran into the room, feral look in his eye as he took in the scene before him. Ron and Hermione were forcing Mia to watch something on a replay…something that was scaring the bloody hell out of Mia. That was all Harry needed to see before wild magic took hold of him, Ron and Hermione were sent flying across the room and the replay was shattered. Mia's restraints broke and she leapt out of the chair and stumbled across the room, falling to her knees and into Harry's embrace.
Harry held Mia for all he was worth, glaring at his so called friends who were slowly making their way back over to him. "WHAT…" Harry said breathing deep, "THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU DOING!" He boomed.
Hermione winced as Ron stepped up, "Protecting you! Do you have any idea what was on that replay thing!" He didn't wait for Harry to answer, "It was some sort of Massacre! There were death eaters killing everyone! They killed children Harry! And it was from her point of view!" He spat out her, glaring and pointing at Mia.
Before Harry could answer, Mia stood, taking a deep breath, to turn and face Ron and Hermione, "Do you want to know what was on that Replay?" she paused, "Yes, it was a massacre…but the people killed were my FAMILY!" she shouted, shaking to the core, tears pouring down her face. Ron and Hermione turned white, "THEY WERE KILLED TRYING TO PROTECT ME! I HAD TO WATCH THEM ALL DIE! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING ME RE-LIVE THE WORST NIGHT OF MY LIFE!"
Mia let out a strangle sob, before running out of the room. Harry threw another glare at his 'friends', before following her, ignoring the various ghosts that had congregated just beyond the door. The last thing Harry saw before bolting out of the castle in pursuit of Mia, was and angry Peeves zooming in the direction of Dumbledore's office as the other ghost restrained the Bloody Barron.
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Mia ran as fast as her shaky legs could carry her, which was not far. She collapsed near Hagrid's hut, falling on her hands and knees, as Harry ran up to her side. She made an odd noise, and Harry immediately held her hair back as she emptied the contents of her stomach onto the grass.
Just as this happened a loud barking noise resonated from the small hut as Fang clawed at the door. Harry could hear Hagrid's heavy footsteps running to the door.
Hagrid took one look at the scene before him, Mia kneeling on the ground, obviously after vomiting, with Harry holding her. "What the bloody hell happen'?" He asked, walking quickly over to the two. "Harry…" He asked.
Harry, who was breathing very hard at this point, tried to contain his rage as he spoke, "Ron and Hermione…they…" Mia let out another sob, "They made her watch one of her replays…"
It took Hagrid a moment before a thought occurred to him, "Not that one…" Harry merely nodded. Hagrid shook his head, not fully believing that Ron and Hermione would do something this cruel. "Come on, let's get you inside," Hagrid said as he practically lifted Mia up and led them into the hut.
Mia sat shaking on the edge of Hagrid's bed, Fang at her leg head on her lap, as if trying to calm her. Harry was over by Hagrid, explaining about Ron and Hermione's attitude and what happened. Hagrid could tell that Harry was pissed off at those friends of his due to the fact that when he actually got to the part about the replay, one of Hagrid's small teacups that were near Harry shattered. To say that Hagrid was surprised at Harry's reaction would have been a lie. He could tell that both Harry and Mia cared deeply about each other, that much was obvious to anyone with half a brain just by looking at the two together.
Hagrid shook his head again, at what Ron and Hermione had put Mia through. He led Harry into the hut, to see that Mia had fallen into an exhausted sleep on the edge of Hagrid's bed, Fang at the foot of it. As quietly as he could, Hagrid fixed a pot of tea for Harry and himself, mostly for Harry to try to calm him…any mention of Ron and Hermione would loose him another teacup and Hagrid had few to start with.
There was silence for a while before a soft knock on the hut's door, broke it. Hagrid opened it to reveal none other than Dumbledore standing there with a worried and slightly angry look on his face. He and Hagrid spoke for a few minutes as Harry watched Mia turn uncomfortably.
Harry was going over all the possible things he could do to his 'friends' short of using the unforgivable curses on them, when Dumbledore spoke, interrupting his thoughts, "I thank you Harry. For taking such good care of my Mia."
"It was nothing, sir," He replied, eyes still never leaving Mia.
"It was most certainly not nothing, what you did was nothing short of something," Dumbledore replied, moving over to Mia. "You must care for her deeply." Then after a moment, he turned to face Harry, "How did you know she was in trouble? Fawkes did not even know until a few moments before Peeves burst into my office…"
Harry thought for a moment, "I…I don't really know sir. I just…had a feeling that she was afraid and needed me…"
Dumbledore gave that some thought, "Ah, well, it was lucky that you did, I thank you." As he said this, he put a hand on Mia's shoulder, and she disappeared. Dumbledore turned to see Harry's stunned face, apparating was not possible in Hogwarts, "I believe my granddaughter had told you all about us, eh Harry?" Harry nodded after a moment, "Teleportation," Dumbledore explained, "She is now in my office, when she awakes, we shall talk…as for you Harry…off to bed with you, this has been an eventful night…"
He started to exit the hut when Harry approached him, "Um Professor…" He paused as if trying to control something…a teacup started to crack, "What about Ron and Hermione?"
"Ah, yes…" He thought for a moment, "Do not worry Harry they will be punished for what they have done. To be suspicious is one thing, to be bordering cruel and harmful is another."
With that Dumbledore left, soon to be followed by Hagrid. "I…I'm sorry for your teacups Hagrid," Harry murmured before he left.
"Think nothing of it Harry." Was all that the giant said, before patting him on the shoulder and watching him return to the castle…this would be a long year.