Chapter 19: Helpful Memories
disclaimer: it's Rowling's
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AN - GAH! i am so sorry for once again being a tard and waiting an eage to update. I will be honest with you, i didn't even have writers block i knew exaclty what i was going to say it was more like...writers laziness. So i'm sorry, once again, bu i have been rather busy. However, here is another chapter, and it's kind of longish too, so enjoy!
"Well…I think that it's some guy that Sarscan has locked in there to practice on." Said Jake excitedly the next day at breakfast. Evie rolled her eyes.
"Obviously there is a very good reason for Professor Sarscan to be keeping him. Maybe he's dangerous." She said. Jimmie raised his eyebrows at her.
"Yeah, right. He's dangerous so they keep him locked up in a school." He said disbelievingly.
"I dunno, he looked pretty insane from what I saw of him." Said Jess, shivering at the memory.
"Maybe no one knows about him." Ethan said.
"Well then maybe, instead of trying to figure this all out ourselves we should tell McGonagall what we saw…." Evie began.
"NO!" exclaimed Jake. They all looked at him weird. "Are you kidding me, Sarscan will figure out it was us. I'm afraid of him." Jess snorted at him, biting back laughter.
"Probably no one would believe us anyway." Said Jimmie. "Did you find out anything in your books?" he asked, only half interested.
"He had a wife, a son and a daughter…"
"Yeah I knew that from the picture, anything else?" interrupted Jake snottily.
"Well, they were all killed by Deatheaters just before he started traveling, you know, trying to find other people that possessed his gift too. Most of the books just went on and on about how amazing he was…but that's all we found." Evie admitted.
"Now you see, my students, there are some spells which can only be done without a wand. Some spells that only you…hopefully…someday…maybe… will be able to do. There are also some spells that can only be undone with wandless magic. For example, you all know the charm to unlock a simple lock with your wand. There is also one for unlocking locks that are charmed to lock with wandless magic. So you see if you can learn this, you are at a great advantage to the majority of the magical world. You can cast spells on people that cannot be undone…yes Jake?" Sarscan turned to Jake's raised hand, positively beaming at him, and obviously forgetting their last incident together.
"Could you show us?" he asked.
"Show you what?" Sarscan asked stupidly.
"The wandless magic for locking and unlocking stuff, just so we can get the idea." Sarscan didn't even pause and contemplate his broken into room. All he realized was his favorite pupil asking him a question – how could he refuse?
"Of course Jake." He gushed, and proceeded to repeat it enough times so that an attentively watching Jake could memorize it and repeat it without any trouble.
Jake didn't tell his friends of his new found trick, or what he was thinking of doing. He wasn't even sure what it was he wanted to do yet, and for some reason he felt that he wanted to figure it out on his own. So late that night he sought out his "memory decision ball" that Ethan had given him.
It was about one in the morning and the droopy eyed Jake finally thought it clear enough in the common room to pull out the orb from his robe. He looked at it for a while, wondering how exactly it worked. He blinked his eyes tiredly and tried not to get frustrated. How was it supposed to work again? It was supposed to show you a memory that would help you decide what to do. Jake grasped the blue-grey sphere tightly in his hand and looked at it hard and focused solely on the question in his mind.
"Should I break into Sarscan's room?" he whispered softly, his voice echoing in his mind. He closed his eyes, but still could feel the world spinning about him.
He was so surprised that he nearly screamed when he found himself in Diagon Alley watching a very much younger version of himself sneak away from his parents as they chatted with a store owner about various things. He then followed his younger self, still slightly stunned, into a dusty abandoned looking shop.
Jake couldn't figure it out. He'd experienced this, he knew he had because he remembered all of it as it passed by, but he couldn't remember what his younger self was going to do next.
The walls of the store were lined with various random trinkets. Little fake dragons fliying around a object that looked like a coaster, several different clocks, and various miniature animals that moved around. It was a basic shop, full of charmed little objects that didn't entirely impress the older Jake, however the younger Jake was positively enthralled.
The little Jake traced his fingers across the dusty shelves, eyes wide as he stared at the various objects, then his eyes fell on something that took his breath away. He took quick steps over toward a certain object and an older Jake followed. The younger Jake's fingers clasped over the base of the figurine which contained three hero-looking figures that he recognized as his Mother, Father and Harry Potter.
Jake's parents – mostly Hermione, had chosen to keep Jake, at least when he was young, sheltered from the fact that his parents had helped defeat Voldemort and were rather famous. They didn't want it to go to his head. The younger Jake, as he stood grasping the figurine, was still unaware of the fact that his parents were heroes.
The young Jake listened and watched, completely enraptured, as the three figures fought of deatheaters and went through the entire process of defeating Voldemort. Once the story was finished and the figures settled down to rest for a bit the little Jake stood in complete shock.
The younger Jake looked around him and glanced right past the older Jake as if he weren't there. Biting his lip he turned the figurine over and looked at the price. The older Jake heard his littler self gasp at the price and immediately set it down. The little Jake got up to leave but stopped before he left. He fidgeted indecisively, then turned around to face the pricy story telling figurine again. He looked around the shop again, craning his neck to see into the corners.
"Hello?" he called, but got no response. He waited a few more moments before walking back to where the figurine was located. Taking one more quick look around he took it in his hands and shoved it under his cloak. Laughing quietly to himself he stood up and made to leave…and came face to face with a horrifying looking man who also looked very angry.
"And just where do you think you're going?" the man sneered. The little Jake cowered slightly.
"Back out into the street?" he whimpered. The man grabbed his arm.
"Like hell you are!" the man screamed. He shoved theyounger Jake into wall. "I don't tolerate stealing in my store!" he cried, then slapped Jake hard on the cheek. After doing so he grabbed the figurine out of Jake's hand and shoved him toward the doorway. "Now go on and get out of here!" he yelled, and the little Jake didn't hesitate to obey. He stumbled back over to his parents.
"Jake? Are you alright?" his mother asked when he caught sight of the little Jake with tears in his eyes and a bright red cheek. Jake nodded, cheeks burning in shame at the thought of his parents finding out what he'd done. His mother didn't look entirely satisfied, but she let it go and turned back to the salesmen.
The older Jake then felt the world around him jolt once again and he closed his eyes and waited for the swirling to stop. Finally feeling himself on steady ground he opened his eyes and found himself back in the common room, with the blue-grey orb clutched so tightly in his hand that his knuckles were white.
He sat there in thought for a moment, considering the memory he had been shown and then leapt up and hastened to his dorm to find Jimmie's invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map.
AN - SWOOT! Another new chapter!