DISCLAIMER:

This story was inspired by J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series. Therefore, I do not own the characters except for Gwenyth Elwyn, who I had made years ago.

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Gwenyth Elwyn

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DarkSummoning

Chapter Three: Whispering Voices

Gwen was now halfway through her first year, at Hogwarts; and sure she loved her classes and all her Professors, but she was constantly being attacked by Bellatrix and her friends. They would cast jinxes, curses, and cause so much trouble.

She was also not as ecstatic, as she had previously been, about meeting Sirius, James, and the others (except for Lily and Severus). Sirius, with the help of his friends, who referred to themselves as the Marauders, were always playing pranks on her.

Professor McGonagall announced that anyone who "wished to stay over for the Christmas holiday, must sign their name on this piece of parchment."

McGonagall indicated a roll of parchment paper, curled up on the table in front of her, and a flock of students. "I expect you to sign, up to stay." McGonagall smiled at Gwen, was her favorite student, alongside Lily.

"No." Gwen said, firmly. But seeing her favorite professor looking crestfallen, added, "Only because Bellatrix and Sirius are getting on my nerves."

"I see." McGonagall said. "I can always ask Ms. Lestrange and Mr. Black to pack their bags and go away, for the holidays." She offered.

"No, you don't have to. I will see you when the holidays are over, after Christmas and New Year." Gwen said. "Is Lily staying?"

"Unfortunately, Ms. Evans has also planned to go home, to her family, for the holidays." McGonagall said, looking downcast. "Looks like only the troublemakers will be here." she glanced gloomily at Bellatrix, who was casting a spell on a first year girl, and Sirius, who was casting a spell, that made Severus, hang upside down in mid air. "Excuse me." she said, and rushed off after the two.

Gwen nodded and walked away. But suddenly her skin began to crawl, and her heart thudded violently in her chest as she heard whispers. The whispered words were talking about eating. Eating someone. She glanced around the halls, not many people were there and no one acted like they were startled by any violent threats.

Was it talking about eating me. She thought and shivered. She walked over to Lily, who barely came out of class, and explained to her friend what she had.

"Maybe you were imagining things?" Lily asked, as she looked worriedly at her friend. "Maybe, you are just tired."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Wait, I think I read something about this." Lily said, taking hold of Gwen's arm and leading her to the library. "About a certain group or type of people who can only hear these kinds of voices."

Moments later, the two girls were tearing through books, in the library. The library was empty, as everyone was rushing off for the holidays. Gwen and Lily were the only ones in that empty, large, place. Well, until,

"The library before holidays?" It was Sirius, who had been searching for Gwen and now that he found her, was in good humor.

"What's so new, we all know that Evans is always in the library." smirked James, who seemed to always be joined at the hip to Sirius.

"Now, James..." warned Gwen. "Just because Sirius is your friend, and I'm sort of on good terms with him. Doesn't mean I won't jinx you, for that." She waved her wand, threateningly. Causing James to stumble back and crash into one of the tall shelves, while Sirius started laughing.

"I know a mean Jelly-Legs curse, you can use on him." Remus Lupin, a friend of James and Sirius, offered as he appeared behind them, flanked by Peter Pettigrew, who waved bashfully at the others.

James and Sirius looked incredulously at Remus, as if he had just said he had signed up with the Death Eaters. Remus took no notice of this and continued his suggestion, "It will last a month, and will most definitely teach the git a less-" But he stopped talking when he saw Gwen start to sway back and forth.

It was the voice. It was back. And it was even colder, clearer, and closer than before. And it wanted her. No one else could hear it, but they watched in confusion as Gwen gripped one of the desks, color draining from her face.

"Woah!" Sirius called out, as Gwen almost crumpled to the floor, he caught her in her arms, and tried to ignore James who laughed and made jokes at him.

"I'm fine..." Gwen protested as she tried to pull away from Sirius.

"You most certainly are not." James protested. "You are white as a ghost." He looked around to make sure no spirits were around to have heard him.

"Let's take her to Dumbledore." Sirius suggested and half led, half carried her out. Lily knew she would be of no help, and would be better staying behind and looking for that book. It would be the answer to what was going on.

"Bertie Botts Every Flav-" James started, but was cut off by Sirius.

"Now you know he doesn't like those." Sirius said. "He always gets vomit or earwax."

"Right." James said as he stared at the stone gargoyle, which barred the way to the Headmaster's office.

"Let me try!" Sirius said, as he awkwardly held onto a semi-conscious Gwen. "Cockroach Clusters!" Nothing, the gargoyle sneered and glowered at them, as if letting them know how witless they were.

"Pumpkin Pasties." Gwen mumbled weakly. Then started to pass out, falling limp in Sirius' arms. The gargoyle became animated, and slid aside. Letting the group of anxious students rush up the stone, spiral staircase. Both the boys were too concerned with Gwen, to wonder, at the time, how she had known what the password to the entrance was.

"I hear footsteps coming up." Dumbledore's voice came from behind the door leading to his office.

"Probably, that Potter!" spat a voice, that sounded like Severus'. "Black and him must be in trouble, those obnoxious lit-"

"That is enough." said Dumbledore. "Please get the door, Mr. Snape." Severus ran for the door and opened it, letting in James and a self-conscious, blushing Sirius, who was still holding up Gwen, who by now was unconscious.

"I knew it, what now B-" Severus began, but noticing Gwen's current disposition, took out his wand and brandished it at the two boys. "What did you do to her!" then he prepared to roar out a curse, but:

"Wait." Dumbledore said as he rushed over and took Gwen from Sirius' arms. "Enough, Severus. This isn't their doing." Then he said something that sounded like "riddle." He placed Gwen on a sofa, near the fireplace.

"Come in, boys." he said. "And be careful not to touch any-" Too late, Sirius had peered into a basin, full of swirling, inky and translucent liquid. He disappeared, and James let out a cry. Severus smiled mirthlessly and Dumbledore ran to the basin, looked in, and disappeared.

He came out moments later, holding up a stunned and dazed Sirius. Sirius was muttering about, "Cold, absolutely cold. Beings, hooded. Black, hopeless."

"It's alright, Mr. Black." Dumbledore took out his wand, pointed it at Sirius' head and said, "Obliviate." All of a sudden Sirius' worried and confused expression vanished, replaced with a dreamy smile.

"What did you do to him, sir?" James asked, horrified.

"I just helped fix his memory," Dumbledore nonchalantly explained. "Wiped his memory of things he should not have seen." Then he looked at Gwen, pointed his wand towards her, and whispered something inaudible.

Gwen came back to consciousness, screaming. "Help, Dumbledore! It's after me!"

"It's okay, Ms. Elwyn. You are safe, now." Dumbledore smiled warmly at the frightened girl, "Tell me what you heard. What you saw."

After Gwen explained what had happened, Dumbledore's smile vanished and he looked troubled. He glanced at Severus, "Do you think?" he asked him. Severus responded with a grim nod.

"Think what?" Gwen asked, shakily. "I'm not crazy, am I?"

"Of course not." Dumbledore said.

"I see..." said Sirius as he finally understood. James also understood as he nodded with agreement.

"What," Gwen rounded on the two boys. "What is wrong with me!"

"Nothing, it's just y-" Severus began, but stopped talking when he saw the look that Dumbledore gave him.

"I will tell you when the time is right, dear." Dumbledore said. "Just stay on the grounds, you will be safe for now.

"Safe from what!" Gwen screamed, looking at all of them.

"As long as you are at Hogwarts, you will be safe."

Gwen packed her bags, it had taken her a lot to get Dumbledore and McGonagall to let her go to visit her parents. She would be carefully watched from when she left Hogwarts and until she returned.

"Bye, Gwen." Lily said as she walked out the door.

"Bye, Lily!" Gwen called after her. She took her case and walked out the door. Down the stairs, Off the grounds. And to the train. The train took her back to the Muggle World. She went to her house, but saw that it was empty.

She noticed a note on the door:

"Hello Darling,

I just want to let you know that we moved out after tensions have risen regarding You Know Who, [She didn't know who that was] has risen to higher heights of power.

Out of concern for your safety, we are going to send an owl.

This owl will provide you with a letter.

Enclosed in the letter, my darling girl, will be the address to our manor [A Manor?! She thought and continued to read].

Yes, we have a manor.

We will explain it all when you come to us.

Once you read this letter, the owl will come.

Once the owl comes, the letter will be given.

Come to us soon, my lovely daughter.

Love,

Your Parents

[It had been her mother who had written the letter, Gwen recognized the fancy, beautiful, delicate handwriting.]"

As soon as Gwen read the letter, the owl did come. The letter, a pile of ashes, fashioned itself back. She saw the address, she knew where to go.

Unfortunately, someone else read the letter as well. And they too knew where to go. And they would get there before she did.

As she arrived, she saw a beautiful manor. Well, it must have been beautiful. Now it was in shambles. Ruins. Some supernatural magic had shattered the manor, beyond repair. The beautiful ivory staircase, leading to the entrance, had been shattered and the door torn off its hinges. She rushed inside and was met by darkness.

She heard a sob. She took out her want, mumbled, "Lumos", and saw a little creature, who she recognized (from her studies) as a house elf. She walked to it and looked into its sorrowful, big eyes.

"What's wrong?" she asked, kindly.

"H-he came." sobbed the house elf. "Masters s-saw h-him. H-he f-found t-them..." the little elf began to cry, wiping her eyes with her clothes, which was not as raggedy as all other elves, who served the wizards and witches, were. For her parents obviously cared for the elf's needs as it did for them.

"What? Who?"

"Him!" squeaked the elf and then gave a cry as a sound cut through the air.

Fool. Poor fool. You fell into a trap. Now I get to kill you!

It was a cruel voice. Just like the one she heard at Hogwarts. It sounded different, but it was evil. Just like the other voice. And it wanted to kill her too!

"Who's there!" she shouted waving her wand, like a flashlight, around the dark room. The light hit a set of stairs. She ascended.

"Don't go up!" cried the elf. "You won't like what you see!"

But Gwen was already heading up. The elf was right, she would not like what she saw. For she saw her parents. They were dead!

They were lying on the ground. Not as if they were sleeping, but as if some force had knocked them down, dropping them to the ground, dead. She could tell they had fought whoever had killed them, there were curse marks on the walls. She could recognize the marks as caused from the spells, Stupify and Reducto).

She heard a slithering sound, along the hardwood floor. She pointed the wand at the ground around her. She saw it. Fangs gleaming in the dim light, sharp and deadly.

Kill Gwenyth. Kill Gwenyth Elwyn! and the snake prepared to strike, but before it could a flashing red light, issued from her wand and the snake shrieked in pain and anger.

Enough, Gwenyth Elwyn. A cold voice spoke out of the darkness, in the corner of the room. A flash of scarlet eyes and the sound of someone coming closer.

Must you fight too? Be brave and die!

A green flash of light and Gwen stumbled to avoid the curse. She was suddenly being crushed by the great snake's coils, as it wrapped tighter and tighter, trying to crush the air from her. Another flash of red light sent the snake fleeing, turning back only to hiss in anger and fear at:

"Dumbledore?"

"Go, Gwen!" he yelled as he turned to the scarlet eyed, evil, wizard. "The house elf left and now you must too!" And Gwen ran as fast as she could, ignoring the shock of Dumbledore seemingly reading her mind, she had been concerned about the little elf.

Not so fast. laughed the scarlet eyed wizard. If I cannot kill you now or Nagini, then they will surely get you. He then shifted his focus to the elderly wizard, Dumbledore.

Not even second guessing herself, because of this revelation that there was more trouble awaiting her, Gwen bolted down the stairs, out the door. Through the courtyard. She ran past the rows and rows of trees, through a maze of bushes. And was almost to the other houses, in the neighborhood, when the air changed.

It became cold. So cold she could feel her body temperature drop, she shivered and coughed. The icy air froze her lungs and restricted her breathing. She sputtered and then felt it, the light and happiness fading away.

A black blur flew towards her. It stopped in front of her. Everything she ever feared came back. She could only see her parents. Dead. The snake. The evil wizard. Her headmaster could die. She could die.

She fell to her knees as more of the hooded, cloaked, tall, black figures descended towards her. Gnarled, rotten, scaly hand reaching out for her. The hoarse sounds of their breathing, the hunger for her soul. For her lifeforce.

She felt hopelessness. She laid down and watched numbly as the dementors parted, letting in another one. Maybe the leader, it did not matter to her. Nothing did. The creature pulled back its hood, the ugly scabby face, without eyes, just a gaping black mouth, ready to give her the Kiss.

Suddenly a bright light. A phoenix, made of light, soared through the air, breaking the wall of dementors. Causing her to regain her strength, she stood up. Faced the horrifying creature that was about to administer its Kiss and shouted:

"ExpectoPatronum!" And from out of her wand, flew a dove. It was beautiful, glowed brightly, and gave her hope. The dementor turned heel and fled, soaring into the mist of the night. Soon the cold air and ice faded away, leaving the warm December night, that would soon be cold once the holidays came.

"Gwen, take my arm!" Dumbledore shouted as he turned around, sending a flash of red to block a green light that burst behind them. Gwendoline obeyed, taking his cloak, and felt the world disappear in a mix of confusion, chaos and then the Hogwarts castle.

But before they were entirely gone, Gwen heard his vow.

I will see you soon, Gwenyth Elwyn. Soon...