All was good.
Or at least, it was for now.
Harry was currently researching "bipatens limus/open eyes" in the Hospital Ward by Hermione's side, with an occasional comment or two from Hermione, who was trying to exercise her voice. For some reason, it was still very hoarse.
And Ron was working on his essay.
I'm going to KILL Binns when I'm done with this essay!
Then why do the essay? Just kill him.
Hey…that's a pretty good idea…
JOKING.
I KNOW.
Carry on then.
Carry on? You trying to talk like McGonagall?
Sorry. Keep going.
grunt of acknowledgement
After the hour of lunch was over, Ron continued writing, engrossed in his work. Harry too didn't notice the time and continued poring over books (not unlike his bed-ridden companion), occasionally exchanging them for new ones that had not been scoured.
Research. Write. Research. Write.
Yeah, okay, got it.
Write. Research. Write. Research.
Okay!
Research. Write. Write. Research.
I GOT IT!
Write. Research. Research. Write.
BLOODY HELL, PLEASE JUST SHUT UP!
sulking Well, I thought it was funny.
NO, just annoying.
Oh. Sorry then. Continue. Research. Write. Research. Write.
Well, maybe not totally engrossed.
Finally Harry glanced at the clock. Hermione had fallen asleep five minutes ago…whoa. Was it that late already? Maybe she had drifted off FIFTY minutes ago…Oh, did that say open eyes! Yes!
Jackpot…jackpot…oh yeah…oh yeah…
Yeah. Ok. I think that's enough now.
Just one more, please?
sigh fine…
Jackpot…oh yeah…
You idiot, that says open eyries!
Oh yeah…Whoops…he he…
After hours and hours of research, Harry's eyes really needed a break.
Ron was about the same way too.
Okay…I think I've done enough research now…and writing…let me go to sleep…PLEASE…
Come on, just ONE more page.
No…
YES! You don't want Mum to see an F on the top of the essay.
Who says she has to see this essay?
Binns said he was going to send this, the most important essay of the year, home to our parents.
All of a sudden Ron felt very awake.
NNOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Yes.
One tedious hour later, Harry was closing a book. Hermione had just woken up, so he felt a bit bad at having to leave her right after she had risen, but now he just wanted sleep. Saying good night quickly to Hermione and avoiding Madam Pomfrey under his cloak (yes, the one of Invisibility—did you really think that Pomfrey would let him stay so long?), Harry went to return the book to the library.
Placing into its original place in the Restricted section, Harry then noticed an old book directly across from the one he was returning. Drawn to it, Harry stumbled over his feet in the rush to reach the book. Taking it from the shelf gently, the allure to it suddenly disappeared, leaving him dizzy. Slightly puzzled, Harry read the title.
Bipatens Limus.
Harry grinned. Opening it quickly, he realized that he would probably get no sleep.
But he had found it!
Skimming the first page, Harry read quickly…
Bipatens Limus or "open eyes" is a complicated spell requiring knowledge of Dark Magic. The attraction you felt to this book is a light case of bipatens limus. Once you were close enough to touch it, you felt dizzy. Victims of this spell experience the same feelings, however in a much stronger way.
Harry slammed the book shut; he would read it in the common room.
Jubilant, Harry had found it, open eyes, bipatens limus or whatever.
This was it…!
