(Sorry I haven't updated for a while, I have been taking a break from writing and have been reading loads of Stargate fics. So yeah sorry… thanks to my reviewers, and those who are waiting for updates anyways I had better get writing the story huh?…)
Chapter 6
Hermione had appeared to have come out of her trance-like state she had been in, and stared at the truly magnificent sword in front of her. Professor Snape also stood there, gaping at it also. For once in his life he was at a loss for words. The sword sat there, innocent as the day, absorbing the light from the glowing moon.
The Stone, and Excalibur started glowing a mixture of silver and gold. It began small, pale and barely noticeable , slowly intensifying in colour and the power it radiated. Excalibur have off a shockwave. A voice, apparently out of no-where, said, 'Now is not yet the time,' another gold-silver shockwave was released from Excalibur, sending both Hermione and Professor Snape flying backwards into two separate trees and with two resounding 'thuds,' they both slide down the trees and fell unconscious from impact.
Professor Halliwell had taken a liking to strolling around the grounds at night time. To her the sunset symbolised another day, another battle won, where as the sunrise symbolised another day hope, a new day, in which no-one new what it was going to bring, what new battles were going to be fought, lost or won.
Prue enjoyed the peace and tranquillity that the grounds emitted. In her life, she had fought many demons, one of the reasons she was in Hogwarts, to hide away from the mortal world, and it's demons. Of course she would have to face them one day, along with the Elders. The Elders wouldn't find her here, there was to much magic in the air. It was pure coincidence that she had happened upon the school of witchcraft and wizardry. Prue had had enough of the Elder Council's rules she had died, fighting to save the world ( who doesn't these days). Obviously, they just had to take her 'Up there' and train to be one of their lackeys, taking orders from them. She had broke, emotionally, they had refused to let her see her sisters, to be able to tell them she wasn't dead as such, just to say that she was okay and that they could move on with their destinies and find her half-sister. Prue had concluded that her new Whitelighter powers had brought her to Hogwarts for two reasons, one being that she was in-hiding and the other that she could help in the magic war that was certain to start soon.
A glint of golden-silver caught Prue's eye, she watched it, transfixed as it got brighter and brighter, it was like nothing she had ever seen before. Suddenly it gave off two pulsating shockwaves, she then heard echoing 'thuds.' Prue sensed something didn't seem right, and going with that instinct, she sat behind a large oak tree, bowed her head, closed her eyes and concentrated hard. When she re-opened them she was stood in Professor Dumbledore's office, with both him and Professor McGonagall jumping out of there seats, looking completely taken for surprise (and surprising Professor Dumbledore was one of the hardest things to do in life) looking a little lose for words.
'Hi, um… I'm sorry I dropped in like this, but something is happening on the grounds, by the lake. I'm gonna check it out, for all I know it could be a demon, and I've sworn to protect the innocent. Well bye! My body is getting kinda cold!' her American accent came through thickly as she said this, and all in one breath and as soon as she had appeared, she disappeared, leaving two stunned professors before they could even say a word.
Having projected back to her body, Prue instantly got up and ran towards where the shockwaves had originated. Searching her memory, she couldn't find any reference to demons that released both silver and gold shockwaves in one blast from the Book of Shadows, but the book was huge, and she was unable to access the book anymore, so preparing herself for a demon attack, Prue sprinted towards the clearing. Hoping and praying that a demonic attack wasn't going to happen because she was no longer as powerful as she used to be, as she wasn't part of the Power-of-Three anymore.
Arriving in the now dark clearing, Prue opened up to her Whitelighter senses, trying to sense if anyone was here, the hairs on her arms stood when her radar picked up two hurt humans. She couldn't sense any demons in the area. Prue knew that there were wards around the school and the school grounds, but from experience she also knew that wards could be tricked and deceived, Prue had done it a few times herself.
Running over to the two humans, she saw it was Hermione Granger, the one who asked her so many questions during her lessons, Prue liked her, she was very unique. She had a thirst for knowledge that wouldn't be quenched and the curiosity to go with it. Prue knew she would be a very powerful witch someday, and hoped she would do only good with it.
Next to Hermione, Prue saw the outline of the resident, brooding Potions Master, who happened to have been very rude to Prue when she had first arrived, so Prue had thrown him out of the way with the powers she still possessed when she had been alive. Telekinesis was one of the best powers in the world.
Prue first bent over Hermione, placing her hand just above Hermione's heart Prue's hand started glowing, power flowing through and healing Hermione's wounds from hitting the tree. She shot up with a start, making Prue jump, as she hadn't had any charges assigned to her because she hadn't finished her training.
Gasping for breath, Hermione asked Prue, 'What happened?' Prue had moved on to healing Snape by this time and the golden glow was hovering above his heart.
'I don't quiet know. I saw some light and came to check it out. I found you and Professor Snape here unconscious.' Prue told Hermione. Professor Snape shot up, gasping for breath, making Prue jump again. The golden glow from Prue's hands had now disappeared, 'Do you remember what happened?'
'No, I'm sorry, I really don't know…' Hermione trailed off
'Miss Granger!' Professor Snape started, 'You will serve detention with me for the next two weeks for ignoring me, being out of the school after dark and being out of bounds!' his voice was seething with anger, yet he was not shouting. Prue cut in.
'Professor Snape! She hardly remembers what she did. I don't think it's fair that she has to serve a detention for this. Do you know what led her out here because Hermione certainly doesn't know!'
'She was out of bounds! that's enough to qualify for a detention immediately!' fumed Professor Snape. He obviously couldn't remember himself, which was also worrying him, 'Probably wondering what this will do to his ego if this gets out. He can't put Hermione in a detention for this. I'll have to talk to Dumbledore.'
'Fine, she will no longer serve two weeks detention, but ,' it was paining him to say what he was trying to say, 'just two, for being out of bounds!' and with that he turning on his heel and walked with and amazing pace, robes billowing out behind him back up to the castle, frustrated at the fact he couldn't remember why he was outside, knocked unconscious, with Granger of all people, and was prevented from giving her two weeks detention because of an American, who had never been to a magic school in her life. It was safe to say that he was not only irked but just a bit peeved at the thought as well.
'What did you do to me, Professor?' Hermione asked Prue when they were walking back to the castle themselves. Prue had decided to go to the Headmaster with Hermione, so that Hermione would be prevented from getting anymore detentions from Professor Snape for the time being.
'That's part of my gift. After we have seen Professor Dumbledore, you should really go to bed, so come and see me tomorrow. I'll tell a bit about my gifts. Okay?'
'Yes, thank you, and thank you for saving me from two weeks detentions from Professor Snape as well. That would have been really, really bad.' With that said, Prue led her and Hermione to Professor Dumbledore's office, ready to explain at least some of what happened to him. Well what she remembered at least.
(okay, I'm really sorry if this chapter is really, really bad! I didn't write all of it down on paper before I put it on the computer, so it's probably crap.
Thanks to my reviewers, and FalseHope for getting me motivated to write again. I promise that there will be more frequent updates from now on.
Ryan
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