Harry Potter and the wish of one night

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Harry had no idea what was going on.

There was a battle. Got that. He, Sirius, and Setsuna fought in the battle. Got that. They won the battle. Got that. Setsuna got injured. Got that. Setsuna kills girl who injures Setsuna. Kinda got that. Girl grabs Setsuna's hand. Got that. Steam comes from hands. Kinda got that. Girl says weird thing. Defiantly did not get that.

And that was where Harry was at that moment. Standing, replaying everything in his mind.

He didn't notice that as soon as the 'marking' as he was calling it happened, Sirius ran to help his new found daughter. He didn't notice that she was gasping in pain; from both the 'marking' and of course, the huge bloody hole in her stomach. He didn't notice her crying her eyes out, hiding her hand from view and forcefully keeping all who tried to look at it away. He didn't notice her screaming, trying to get away from them even in her weakened state. He didn't notice them have to force a calming drought into her mouth and even then she begged them to kill her.

All he knew was that he might lose Setsuna and he couldn't bare it if it happened again. And with that thought he collapsed.

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"Let me go! Let me go." She screamed. It was a horrible, gut wrenching scream that would have made even Snape pity her.

"Shhhhhhh. Setsuna, darling. Its ok. Its gonna be ok. If you would just stop moving Madame Pomfrey could bandadge you up. But that's only if you STOP MOVING." This was Sirius who was speaking.

"No. I want to die, please kill me." Was her reply. At this Madame Pomfery pulled Sirius aside and whispered to him.

"There should be no pain in that wound. I managed to put something else in with the calming draught that would relive her of ALL of her pain. It should at least be starting to work and yet… she shouldn't want to die because of pain; that's all I will say."

"Are you saying that whatever that… that woman did to her meant something that would want to make Setsuna kill herself?" he asked.

"That's the only logical explanation. Now help me get this sleeping draught in her and then get her up to the castle."

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Horrible. That's what her life was.

The mark. It would haunt her. The first one did. Why shouldn't this one?

She wanted to end her life. It had been bad enough the first time, it would be worse this time.

She was vaguely aware of another potion coming towards her mouth and new that it was a sleeping potion. She couldn't go to sleep. That would be when it started. That would be when she relived the first time it happened.

Struggling to get out of the strong grip that held her, she screamed and immediately wished she hadn't. As soon as her mouth opened and started screaming the potion was shoved down her throat.

She tried to spit it out. But found that she couldn't. And then, as the potion started taking effect she fell into what was going to be the worst nights sleep she had had in a long while.

dream

Setsuna looked at her surroundings and found them horrifyingly familiar.

She was in a cave, trapped. She watched as her memory self banged on the walls of the cave. Using mind, weapons and words to try and find a way out.

She was only vaguely aware of the fact that someone had entered and that it didn't register right. Her mind was so jumbled she didn't realize that if the person had entered there was a way out. If the person had entered and was not trying to help her then they were an enemy.

It didn't register until the person spoke.

It was a cold and bitter voice that greeted her- rudely none the less.

"I see you fell for my trap." Said the person, now identified as Corna.

"I did not fall, I merely stumbled." Her memory self replied. She couldn't help but laugh at the pride that was in her memory self's voice.

"You have a sense of humor. You know that a sense of humor can only come after knowledge. For how can you know of what you're joking about unless you know when and when not to speak?"

"Cut the psychology crap and tell me what you want." Her memory self snapped.

"Such impatience. But you are young yet. Do you realize that I am here for my master?"

"Depends. Who is your master?" Her memory self replied.

"Why, Lord Chaos of course."

"Lord Chaos? No. I don't believe I've heard of him before. But of course there are so many Lords and Ladies that I find it hard to remember them all. Earth certainly doesn't have many. Although I haven't been there in a few years. Maybe-"

"Shut up you fool! Of course you've heard of him. Do not mock his name! He is the darkest entity that has ever existed! Now, On to business. Lord Chaos has asked me to invite you to join his side of the cause. It would be wise of you to accept. He has reasons to believe that you would be well-cared for and that if you joined you would have…a… higher… rank… than…me." Corna said the last part with gritted teeth as if she would much rather me decline.

"Hmmmm. Let me think about that…no. I don't want anything to do with you, or Chacos. Or wait… Chacos wasn't his name…what was it? Right! Betty! No I don't want anything to do with you or your master's toilet face."

Setsuna had to laugh at her memory self. She had been quite the smart mouth back then.

"Chaos! It is Lord Chaos! You will pay dearly. Not joining Chaos' side will be the worst mistake you could ever make! Now prepare to die." Seethed Corna.

Five minutes later Corna was laughing maniacally. In those short five minutes her memory self had managed to totally goof up…and it was going to cost her big time. She hadn't finished training yet and had no metal weapons on her.

Later on, after she escaped, would be when she always had weapons on her. She could almost remember what her memory self had been thinking then…

'this is it. I'm gonna die. All of my friends are gonna die. I let them all down. The prophesy says that only I can defeat Chaos. And now Chaos will rule… no. I wont let Chaos rule! There has to be a way I can get out of this!'

And that was when she discovered another power of hers… she had glowed wildly and wind from nowhere came and whipped he clothes around (this was before the battle suit).

The power that she had discovered was that if she said something and said that it would or wouldn't happen it would or wouldn't happen as she had said it. the catch was that it would only work if the person didn't know her power.

An example would be the spell she had given Vuahan. She had told Vuahan the 'spell'- which wasn't a spell at all- and because she had said what it would do and Vuahan believed it would work and didn't know about her power, it worked.

If Vuahan had known about her power, it would not have worked. Also, if Vuahan hadn't believed it would work it wouldn't have.

There was only one other person that she knew to have that power and that was Harry. That was another of her reasons for coming to see him. He didn't know about his talent and therefore used it all the time.

She suspected that that played a key roll in why Sirius had survived the veil.

And of course because she knew about the power she couldn't use it anymore. At least not on herself. She could still tell someone something and it would work for a certain extent.

But back to the dream…

There she was, glowing, and her power doing its work. She had said she wouldn't let chaos win but it merely meant that she would not got to his side. Her power had limits.

So… Corna was thrown to the ground and amazingly hit her head on the wall.

It was a feet in itself that she was still conscience. Then, she was going to finish Corna off when something VERY familiar happened.

She grabbed on to her right arm.

It burned so bad and Corna laughed the whole time. No matter what she did she couldn't shake off the grip.

"This is a present from Lord Chaos to you."

"What does it do?" Her memory self gasped as she finally got out of Corna's grasp. But it was too late. The mark had finished.

She looked at the mark. The deepest black ingrained into her skin and in some places outlined in red. It reminded her of a snake wrapped around her arm.

"Why, it connects you to Lord Chaos of course." Corna said in a falsely innocent voice.

"Tell me more. TELL ME MORE YOU…you…" her memory self was at a loss for words.

But she knew what Corna was. A sluty female dog. And that was being nice.

"Ha! Why should I tell you anything? Well, I know why! It will torture you to know the truth. Ready? Ok. It will make it so no matter where you go; wherever you are he can affect the things around you. He will be able to see through it to what you're seeing and know what all of your weaknesses are. And the best part is…nah…I leave that for you to find out. But I will tell you this. It will haunt you. It will eat away at your sanity. I may die now but you… you will die far worse. It is a mark far worse than that of petty Voldemort's mark. And you wont be able to ignore it when it calls you. Ahahahahahahahaahhahahaha choke, gasp, die

And that ended her nightmare.

She knew what this mark would do. It would haunt her just like the other one had.

She took a closer look and saw that it almost connected with the one on her arm. Almost. It was more of a grey color but still just as… horrible.

But the worst part was the jewel in the middle of her palm. It was a blood red jewel that was nickel sized and she knew that no matter what she tried it wouldn't come out. It was embedded in her palm.

This jewel, if touched by, could kill.

It was the thing that Corna had said she would let me find out on my own. When used as a focus for her powers her powers would grow five times stronger. But if anyone touched it they would die.

It was a good weapon for her. And at first she had wondered what was so bad about having something like that. But it was then that she realized that it was supposed to do something totally different.

It was supposed to only hurt her friends and strengthen her enemy's. It had backfired. It could still hurt her friends though… it was made from pure evil. Anyone with any once of pureness in them would hurt if touched by it.

Her thought turned elsewhere, not wanting to relive when she found out it could kill… it had been horrible.

Her thoughts turned to the thoughts she had heard in Corna's head. Corna had left he mind wide open but as Setsuna had been injured she couldn't focus properly and had missed a great deal…

'This time… survive… kill Harry… Chaos… now… Volde… joined… Chaos… must kill… who-lived… but have to… before… Amara… Sacrifices herself… coming… "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" (This was when she stabbed Corna) Volde…might…become…power…Cha…if…Amara…Sacrifices… Chaos might fail… might… how…live…? Mark! Chaos… 90… power…kill…voldemort.'

That was when she was marked. Now what did all of that mean?

She could figure out some of it…

BOOOMMM!

She immediately sat up and ran outside to where the noise had come from, ignoring Madame Pomfrey's protests.

When she reached the doors she swung them open forcefully and the sight that greeted her was not at all good. But had she expected it to?

There, next to the lake was a huge crater, and in the crater, Amara.

She was bloody and bruised and Setsuna was not at all sure she was alive.

She ran towards her friend and only vaguely noticed Vuahan and Sirius doing the same.

"Amara!" she yelled as she got to her side.

"Did you…marked?" she was so weak and bleeding profusely in many spots. She knew what she meant though. She wanted to know if I had been marked by Corna.

All she could manage was a tear filled nod.

"You should cover…dragon hide."

"Amara, d-don't worry about any of that now, lets get you inside and-and w-with some nice warm b-blankets and-" she could not keep the fear out of her voice.

Amara was the only friend that was still alive from all of the planets she had been to.

"No. Where Harry?" Amara said quite forcefully.

"Harry-"

"Is right behind you." This was Harry himself who spoke.

Just then her hand started burning and the jewel looked like it was fire-and it felt like it to. All of the sudden it stopped and it made sense.

A part of Corna was in the mark. She could posses anyone she wanted that didn't have the capabilities of stopping her. And Harry certainly didn't have that capability-yet.

Her friend, who was a seer, was going to sacrifice her life for Harry's and there was nothing she could do.

Only vaguely did she realize Harry was now on the ground, looking as if he was having a seizure. She was torn… Harry or Amara.

"Amara, please don't. There has to be another way! A way we can save you and Harry. Please!" she didn't care how desperate she sounded or that she was holding close her best friends already limp body.

Harry's convulsions became sharper and she knew that Amara was fighting off Corna's spirit.

It seemed to take forever for the battle of spirits to end but in reality it was a minute tops. The whole time she was still holding close her friends body.

Harry's convulsions stopped. She took a deep breath. Who had one?

Harry gave a smile and in that instant she knew that Corna had lost. Amara was now a shield around Harry's mind that only the best could get through.

Unfortunately, she would have to be careful or else Corna would find out all of her secrets.

Yes. Corna was still alive in that cursed gem. And that gem just happened to be in her hand.

She gave into her tears fully now and was vaugly aware that Harry had been taken to the hospital and that Sirius was begging her to let go of her.

Finally, she gave in, but not before she gave Amara one last hug.

"draaaaaggonnn hiiiiiddddeee" said the wind. She knew it was Amara's last message to her and surprisingly she knew what she meant. Dragon hide would help keep Corna inside the gem and not free to come and go from her hand.

Amara had given her life for Harry in an attempt to get rid of Corna and to an extent it had worked. She looked down at her hand as she was forced to drink another sleeping draught. Yes, Corna was still there. And yes, it would haunt her.

Before she drifted off to sleep she managed to tell Sirius that she needed a dragon hide glove pronto. Only in lesser words.

"Goodbye, Amara." She whispered to her late friend.

----------------- ok. so do you get why its important? hope you like it i know its prety sappy and stuff it shows a side of her you havent seen... review! amara159