THE CHOSEN TWINS
CHAPTER SEVEN: THE MAGIC BIND BY THE MOTHER
AUTHOR'S NOTE: CHAPTER 7... I HAVE BEEN HAVING SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS AND I HOPE YOU ARE ENJOYING IT AS MUCH I DO. PLEASE LEAVE YOUR REVIEWS AND COMMENTS FOR MY IMPROVEMENT AND I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR YOUR OPINIONS ABOUT MY WRITING.
Harry and Hazel both woke in beds next to each other in the hospital wing.
"What happened? How did she get here?" Harry was taken by surprise, seeing his sister on the bed next to him.
"She fainted." Madam Pomfrey pushing Harry back on the bed.
"I can mend bones in a second, but you too have to stay here over night."
The door of the hospital wing burst open at that moment. Filthy and soaking wet, the rest of the Gryffindor team had arrived to see Harry and Hazel.
"Unbelievable flying, Harry, and great saves Hazel but what happened?" said George.
"I don't the bludger attacked Harry it felt as if it attacked me." She said weakly.
"Well, the Slytherins are not happy, not a single score is an embarrassment." Fred consoled her.
They had brought cakes, sweets, and bottles of pumpkin juice; they gathered around their beds and were just getting started on what promised to be a good party when Madam Pomfrey came storming over, shouting, "These children need rest, God knows what happened on that pitch Out! OUT!"
They brought in Harry and Hazel's broomsticks as well.
Madam Pomfrey went outside. Hazel sat up in bed and touched her broomstick fondly.
"AHHHH," cried both of them.
"What happened?"they looked at each other.
"It burned me," Hazel struck her hand out,"look, Harry."
Harry looked at his hand, it beared the same mark as Hazel's, even though he didn't touch anything. Harry touched his broomstick.
"AHHHH," cried both of them.
"It burned again." said Harry." but why both of us, you didn't touch it, Hazey."
"I don't know, we should ask someone."
"Maybe, it is a because of a head blow we just had, may be it will go away in the morning." Harry tried to avoid the problem.
"I will ask Professor tomorrow."
"Good idea, Hazey."
They fell asleep instantly, the next moment or so it seemed, Madam Pomfrey came bustling over with a breakfast tray.
Harry and Hazel were discharged from the hospital wing in the morning, when Hazel and Harry decided to tell Professor Mcgonagall about the broomsticks.
"Where are they?" She asked sharply. "cursed both of em... but who would do such a thing?" Now she was muttering.
"Professor..."
"Yes, Ms. Potter."
And Hazel poured out all the story when she felt the bludger attacking her when it attacked Harry. Professor McGonagall listened patiently.
"Come with me."
They followed her upstairs, past a gargoyle she said "ACID POPS." the door opened. It was Dumbledore's office.
Professor Mcgonagall and Professor Dumbledore talked for a few minutes when Proffesor Dumbledore said,
"Harry, Hazel, You know, When you two were one year old, A certain dark wizard tried to kill you."
"Voldemort." Hazel said impatiently.
Professor McGonagall gasped.
"Yes," Professor Dumbledore said calmly."But you wre saved by your mother's love. When she came between you two and Voldemort, Her sacrifice became a bind for you two."
"A bind?" Harry asked.
"Yes, a bind, you two are protected by your mother's love. But it had other effects."
"Effects?" Hazel's eyebrow went up.
"You two are bind to feel each other's pain, it doesn't matter if it is physical or emotional."
"So the pain one of us feel it gets magnified and it is transferred to the other one?" Hazel asked.
"A brilliant question, Ms. Potter, but no, The pain one of you feels is divided amongst both of you."
"So that means if someone tried to kill us, we won't die."
"No one is immortal without ugly consequences, Mr. Potter," Professor McGonagall took part in the conversation for the first time.
"Professor McGonagall is right, Professor Dumbledore was now sitting right in front of the twins."but if someone made an attempt of murder on one of you, both of you will stay alive for the first attempt."
"But in the second attempt both of our energy is drained, That means we cannot live without the other."
"Correct, Ms Hazel."
Ohhhh, that is so," Harry was lost for words."But..."
"Mr. Potter, This a huge advantage blessed to both of you." Professor Dumbledore said. " but will only remain intact till you two remain together, and after you come of age, this bind that was made will break."
Harry and Hazel were walking towards the Gryffindor common room, with silence, they couldn't digest what they just heard. They remembered all the beatings from the the other one knew how they felt. Hazel remembered how her arm hurt one time when she was carrying things for aunt Marge. She thought it was because the box was heavy. But it wasn't. It was because Dudley had hit Harry with a baseball bat. Nearly breaking his bone.
"What's the password?" trilled the fat lady.
"Baubles." It was almost Christmas.
As they entered the room,there was a mess. Hazel ssteppd inside.
"YOUR BLOODY CAT, IT ATE SCABBERS." Ron Weasley's face was as red as his flaming hair.
"Ron, he didn't,Crookshanks hasn't left my dormitory in four days." Hazel said slowly.
"Then, Scabbers just disappeared, poor Scabbers,your cat ate him, I have seen his look when Scabbers is around."
Before Hazel could burst into her usual flare of temper, Harry swooped in, "Let's look for him, Ron, When did you see him last?"
"I took him to the quidditch game, but Hermione brought Crookshanks with said he had been there for so a while I forgot about him and he was gone, but so was Crookshanks. Hagrid found Crookshanks in the forbidden forest and his mouth was covered with blood."
"THAT DOESN'T PROVE ANYTHING, CROOKSHANKS WENT HUNTING AS HE DOES EVERYDAY," Hazel lost her temper, She started yelling.
"Come on, let's go, we will ask Hgrid if he has seen Scabbers." Harry took Ron by the arm and started dragging him out of the common room.
"I already asked him." Ron said.
"Then we will look in the stadium or the Quidditch pitch, we will find him, we ask for Hermione's help." Harry practically dragged Ron out. He knew if Hazel was in a temper she would things she didn't mean. It would be a wonder if Ron said something else and Hazel didn't throw something to his face or jinx him.
Harry and Ron went outside and Hazel went to the girl's dormitory to let Crookshanks out, She sat on one of the arm chairs by the fire upside down. Her head on the seat, the beautiful hair dangled below. She rested her legs on the top of the chair. Crookshanks lay on her stomach as she ruffled his ginger hair. It purred.
"Hello."
"AHHHHH..." Hazel returned back and sat up straight in the seat.
It was the Weasley twins.
"What happened? Why so serious?" Fred asked her.
"Your stupid brother."
"Who? me? What did i do?" George looked at her.
"not you. The other one."
"So Percy is teaching you rules too?" Fred asked.
"Not him, it's Ron." Hazel said impatiently.
"What did ickle Ron do now?"
"GO AWAY, GEORGE, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT, FRED."
Fred looked surprised, it was so unusual for Hazel to be in a bad mood. And it was the first time she called him Fred when she usually called him Freddie. She was actually the only one who got away with calling him that. He was hurt.
"Come on, George, let's go."
Hazel spent the next few hours trying to control her temper. She went to bed before Ron and Harry came back with the feeble attempt to find Scabbers.
The next day, she woke up at dawn and decided to look for Scabbers for herself. She roamed around the Quidditch pitch saying "Accio."
But she had no luck, no one saw Scabbers till she joined Harry and Hermione at the breakfast table after three hours of searching. She was in a grumpy mood. Ignoring Ron she sat opposite to Harry and next to Hermione.
Professor Quirell walked into the Great Hall just then,
Hermione exclaimed,"LOOK, Ron, Scabbers,"
All of them turned to look at him, indeed Professor Quirell, was walking in with Scabbers on his shoulder.
"Professor Quirell, That is my rat."
"What ? Mr. We.. Weasley?" He looked flustered.
"That is Scabbers, Professor, Ron lost it on the Quidditch pitch the other day." Harry told him.
"Ahhhh .. Ye.. Yes I have ...ve been looking fa.. for the owner."The Professor seemed uncertain to hand him over.
"But there was no notice on the board, Professor." Hermione interjected.
"Yes, i have been... been asking in m-my classes."
"We had a class with you yesterday,Professor."
"ahh... I ..I must have forgotten."
"My rat, please,Proffesor." Ron stuck his hands out.
Professor Quirell handed it reluctantly. Hazel was quiet in the whole Ron took the rat, she left the Great Hall without a word. She wanted to talk to Fred and George. She had to apologize for her behavior yesterday. Also, she was getting suspicious about the rat. Something was up and she had to know what. And who better to go then to Fred and George to break the rules.