Chapter 23
Julia and Draco were sitting just outside the forbidden forest against a couple of trees. All was quiet until Julia let out a growl and threw her book and piece of parchment on to the ground.
Laughing slightly Draco places a hand on her leg, "something bothering you Hun?"
She looks at him sternly "yes there is, 'she says angrily 'you told me he was good but he still shouldn't have thrown it back at me like that?"
Draco laughs again grabbing one of her hands and kissing the back of it lightly "Harry Potter is know to learn things quickly sometimes hun,' he says smiling at her 'but it doesn't mean you still not the best at it!"
Julia pulls her hand away and gets up to pace, "I know that, but I did it to get more information about Voldemort from him,' she starts, 'but he's now got inside information on me. He knows about when Martin tried to drown me when I was three, and me feeling a little left out because Emma's hanging out with the trio and you're in a different house them I am!"
Draco watches her pace back and forth for a moment before answering, "I know you had good intentions, but I have always told you to be careful around him,' he raises a hand knowing what she's going to say 'not that you can't take care of yourself."
Julia can feel herself getting angrier and angrier as this conversation goes on, "I'm just getting a little impatient! I want to know if and when Voldemort is going to call on us again to do something."
Julia had, had her hands at her side most of the time up until now, doing the occasional wave of her hand but at the end of that speech she had given a big wave of both her hands. As she did so it was like a big gust of wind had gone though the forbidden forest around them. All the branches on every tree in the forest started to move and the leaves started to fall off of them. Julia seeing this had stopped moving her hands and as quick as the movement had started it stopped, just like what had happen in her room weeks before.
After Julia's speech Draco had gotten up to try to stop her from pacing as the leaves started to fall. He looked around in wonder because though the wind was invisible, most of the time you could hear it more or less as it moved around.
"What in the world is going on, 'he starts looking up at the trees then back to Julia, he notices she's standing there staring at the trees mouth open slightly. He quickly moves towards her, 'What? What's wrong?"
As Draco finishes his thought Julia shakes her had trying to clear it, "Hummm, what? Oh nothing, I'm as puzzled as you are!" She says this wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Ok maybe we should call it a night,' Draco says starting to pile up his and Julia's books, 'you're looking a little pale."
Julia smiles and hugs Draco tightly, before taking her books from him, "yea your right,' she turns to walk with him back to the castle, 'are me and Emma spending Christmas at your house, I mean now that all this is happened?" she asks.
"I haven't really heard anything from me parents, 'Draco starts placing an arm around Julia's shoulders, 'but most likely.'
Julia rest her head on his shoulder as they walk, 'Its going to be weird this year, Christmas I mean, with out mom and dad!" she says a tear rolling down her cheek.
"I know hun but we are going to try to make it a good one, ok!" He says.
Julia just nods at this and they continue towards the castle, Draco giving her a small kiss on the cheek as they go their separate ways.
That night Ron was twisting and turning in his sleep again dreaming about tap dancing spiders that what him to join them, when his dream started to change.
Suddenly he was standing among a heated fight among five young people in some kind of old but new castle. The young people around him were all dress in threadbare cloths, long dresses for the three girls and pants with suspenders and plaid shirts for the one guy. Ron took a quick look down at himself and noticed that he too was dressed in weird clothing.
The really weird thing was that two of the girls looked a lot like Julia and Emma. But the disturbing thing was this had to be about 50 maybe even close to over 100 years past. Upon taking another look at the other two younglings he started to notice that they looked a lot like Harry and Hermione. Memories of the book they had read raced through his mind. But where they memories of just images his head made to put to the words?
"Emilia come on,' the Julia look a like was saying 'they don't want our help. They think they can do it all themselves."
"Joy, you know that no one can be too prepared for a battle!" the Emma look a like was saying.
"well tell that to Hunt', Joy said waving her hands around the chandlers in the castle started to shake, 'he thinks I'm some kind of witch or something, and wishes I would just go away."
"well then you should stop popping in and out of places', Ron found himself saying, 'so you would stop scaring everyone."
"Well Reginald some people just want to have fun and I find doing that fun!" Joy Snodgrass answers.
"Ok, ok break it up you two', Hallie says, 'we've all noticed some weird stuff going around the last couple months. And we also all feel like this war is not going to be like any other that we have had in these parts, so we are not really sure how to prepare.'
"Right', Hunt states, 'I've been hearing voices and getting weird headaches, Reginald seems to be having dreams of things that haven't happened yet but all seem to come true, Hallie seems to be some kind of master of weaponry, and Joy is popping and disappearing in the blink of an eye."
"And you can't forget the people that just seem to be dieing for no reason!" Emilia replied.
Joy rolled her eyes at Emilia with a sigh, "Look, I know that this whole things scares you guys', she says ignoring death stares from Reginald and Hallie, 'but it's something you guys have to deal with it. Un-less you guys don't want to survive the whole ordeal?"
"Do you have to put it that way? It's not really any more comforting.' Reginald says, 'we are trying to make each other feel better!"
"What if feeling better is not the way to go with this whole thing', Joy says, 'what if feeling bad help's you win this war!"
"What if I don't want to fight, or what ever it is that's going to happen,' Reginald replies, 'I just want things to go back to normal."
"Things are not going to go back to normal Reginald', Joy says her voice rising now, 'maybe this is your destiny!"
"What destiny?' Reginald yells back waving his arms around, 'we are just peasants trying to make a living!"
"Do you really think there's more in store for us?' Hunt asks now, 'I mean there have been whispers, but no one's ever said it out loud to us."
Emilia nods slowly speaking now, "With all the stuff you guys have told us there is reason to believe that." She replies.
"But we have to believe it ourselves first right?' Hallie states, 'but how do we now that these powers or whatever will stay with us once the fight is over?"
Emilia smiles at the group of youngsters, "look I know this is scary and all but good things are going to come from this. Great things even, this is a chance to for all of you to start a whole new live. Maybe even create a whole new world. This is really important." She says.
"Ok this is getting to mushy for me; call me when you guys decide!" Joy says before disappearing from the room.
The other four just stand there kind of staring at each other not sure what to say or do anymore. All in there own minds trying to sort out all the things that had been happening in the last couple months to them and there once peaceful town. Trying to decide if they really believed what was going on.
Ron woke up with a start and sat up in bed. He looked over to were Harry was laying still asleep, a smile on his face, having some kind of good dream. Dream was that what it had been, a dream, it just had felt so real to him. And it seemed to go with everything that 'The 16th century Gallatin' had been telling them, and the names had been the same.
Though it had never mentioned a Joy Snodgrass or Emilia Shepard, but they must be the two unknowns in the book. But then why did they look so much like Julia and Emma, while the rest of us had changed so much over the last 50 years or so. Ron sighed lying back down and closing his eyes hopping to go back to sleep.