A/N: The name of this chapter is Nekleth. The word is a rune from the game Eternal Darkness: Sanity's Requiem. It means protect and is used in like the shield spell and ones like that. I don't own Eternal Darkness, but it's an awesome game. I suggest you go out an play it! Be warned, though, it will freak you out!
Chapter 10 Nekleth
Hermione brought out a book from her library and turned to page 63. "It's called 'Nekleth', it means to protect. It needs to be done at night, so I'll guide you through it tonight," Hermione explained. Fred nodded and said. "I hope this works," He laid down on the couch next to Jasmine. He stroked her cheek and held her in his arms. George sat down across from him (He'd some an hour after Fred, since Fred hadn't come back) and said reassuringly. "At least she's alive,"
"Yeah, but this isn't Jazz,"
"I know, it was really weird when her eyes glowed. I'm really worried about her, she's gonna hurt somebody one of these times,"George said. Fred sighed and held her hand. Jasmine stirred and woke up from Fred's spell.
"Hey, Fred," She whispered.
"Hey, Babe," He said and gripped her hand tighter.
"You shouldn't be near me, I might hurt you,"
"I'll take that chance," He lightly kissed her and said. "We think Voldemort's controlling you through the Dark Mark. Hermione's gonna perform a spell tonight that will hopefully get rid of it,"
"Good, I don't want," She stopped as her eyes glowed red. She arched her back and cried out in pain.
"What's going on?" Fred yelled. George shook his head and tried calming her down.
"I'm sorry ,Lord Voldemort, I won't do it again!" She screamed.
"Fred, her eyes!" George yelled. As Jasmine twisted in pain, her eyes began to bleed.
"Make it stop!" She pleaded. Fred and George both shot stunning curses at her. She stopped screaming and fell back on to the couch. Fred cleaned the blood from her face and sighed.
"What was that all about?" George asked.
"I think Voldemort was punishing her. She screamed 'I'm sorry' and 'I'll never do it again'" Fred explained. He picked her up and set her in a more comfortable position on the couch. He took his hand from her back and found it stained red with blood. He lifted the back of her shirt and found it dripping with blood. He cleaned off the blood and saw four long scars on her back. George gasped and whispered. "Oh, my God," Fred hung his head and said. "I can't wait until this is all over,"
Later that night, Fred woke up Jasmine to perform the spell. "We have to hurry, who knows when Jasmine will become possessed again," Hermione said. Fred and Jasmine stood across from each other. "Jazz, repeat after me. I, Jasmine Rain Tamrin, am no longer a servant of Lord Voldemort. He will no longer control me. I will be with Fred, and he will be with me," Jasmine repeated everything. Hermione took Jasmine's wand and pointed it at Jasmine's Dark Mark. She muttered a long incantation and the mark glowed red. Jasmine winced as the mark grew larger. It then lifted off her skin and into the air. It looked like a long wisp of vapor in the air as it drifted away. There was a loud blast from Jasmine's wand and it shot towards her ankle. It pierced her and etched Fred in red ink, and outlined in black. Jasmine sighed as the wand went back to her hand. She looked at her ankle and it was bleeding.
"Is that it?" She asked.
"I guess so," Hermione said. Fred knelt down to her ankle.
"It'll be alright, it's stopped bleeding. Why did it go for her ankle?"
"The book says it's random. It could've gone anywhere,"
"So, this will make everything stop?" Jasmine asked tentatively.
"It should. But, remember, Voldemort's probably gonna be after you for awhile,"
"Don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you," Fred said and put his arms around her. Jasmine smiled and kissed him.
"Thanks Hermione, you saved my life," Hermione smiled and said. "Don't mention it, you would've done the same for me. I'll leave you two alone," She left the patio, leaving them alone.
"I'm really glad you're back," Fred said. She leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered. "Me too," Fred held her in his arms, both of them staying silent. Fred broke the silence by saying. "When I saw you being controlled by Voldemort, it killed me inside. It was like seeing you, but not be able to touch you. Plus, you scared the shit out of me when you were against us," Jasmine gave a small smile and said. "Those times are a total blank for me. Last time I woke up with scars on my back, I had no idea where they'd come from. It's all over now, though,"
"Yeah, it is," Fred said and stroked her hair. They laid down on a bench, Fred holding her in his arms. He pressed his head against hers and they closed their eyes. George and Hermione looked out at them.
"I'm so glad Jazz is back. Fred was a wreck without her," George said.
"He really does love her, doesn't he? I'd hate to see him if she died,"
"I've scheduled Harry's funeral," George said, not wanting to think about Jasmine's death. Hermione bit back a sob and asked. "When is it?"
"In a few days,"
"I miss him so much,"
"Me too," That morning, Jasmine woke up in Fred's arms. The sun warmed her face as she shifted on the uncomfortable wooden bench. Fred moaned and woke up. He stretched out his arms and said. "Man, this bench doesn't do your back any favors," Jasmine kissed him and pushed a strand of hair from his face. "I love you, Jazz," He whispered.
"I love you, too, Fred," She whispered back.
A/N: What happens when the war ends, and lives have to be rebuilt? A new person comes into Jasmine's life and changes it forever. Ir's all in the new story Lips Of An Angel. I didn't mean to have another story in this "series" but I had more ideas that wouldn't fit in In Times Of Crisis. See ya in the next story...
