Title: The Point Of All Emotions
Author: ThePhantomsRedRose
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the Phantom of the Opera.
Summary: AU, 7thYear. The war looms in everyone's thoughts. To take their mind away they begin work on a Musical. Strong partnerships are established, but are they strong enough to win the war?
Authors Note:

The Point of Training

The rest of the weekend went by in a blur for Hermione. They spent one more day in Rome filled with shopping and sightseeing. Then on Sunday, they traveled to Venice for the day, riding the gondolas, learning how to glass blow, and buying fans. However, the vacation atmosphere did not last long.

As soon as they arrived back to Hogwarts, they were greeted with chaos. All of the centaurs of the forest were on the lawns talking to Dumbledore in the gray blanket of snow. The centaurs looked angry, most stomping a hind leg or raising a leg threateningly.

"Ah just the people I needed to see!" Dumbledore announced as Severus and Hermione walked closer. "These centaurs are in need of our assistance. The death eaters have threatened them and are angry about their refusal of joining them. They have agreed to fight against them and will make great use of the new combat room that has been created in underground lair which now has access from both of your rooms. Come with me and I will show you," Dumbledore said leading the full group into the castle.

The Savannah was still hot the trough still gleaming, only now there was a camp. Tents were popped upon the sand in colors of red and gold. Leopards and cheetahs now roamed in and about the trees. Centaurs held lances and molded armor. Fauns were sharpening arrows and spears. Griffins zoomed above over head. They continued to walk past some zebras when a lion greater and grander than the Aslan of Hogwarts was speaking in English with four crown bearing humans.

"This my friends is the founder of the land of Narnia, Aslan the first!" Dumbledore announced. "This man is the King of courage, Peter the magnificent!" Dumbledore said, motioning to a kind looking blond gentleman. "This is Queen of acceptance, Queen Lucy the valiant!" Dumbledore said motioning to the youngest woman. "This is the King of selection Edmund the just!" He said motioning to the youngest man with jet-black hair. "Last, but not least, Queen of Knowledge, Susan the gentle" Dumbledore said as everyone began to clap for the Narnian royal family.

The great lion stepped forward, "My relative has given me the knowledge of your war. I believe in your cause. Narnian troops will stand behind you one hundred percent."

Hermione stepped forward to talk to Queen Lucy, immediately realizing the resemblance between them. "Hello Hermione, I am your great-grandmother," Lucy said warmly.

"But how could you, I mean-, um, well you don't look much like a great-grandmother. I thought you disappeared long ago. How are you still this young looking?" Hermione asked dumbfounded.

"I did leave the British world long ago, and never found a way back, nor did I want to. We had gone back after our original Narnian voyage but I was never at ease back, I managed to convince them to come back with me, only after I became married to Denis Granger in that world. He married taking my only child Helen with him when I decided to come back to Narnia. I heard Helen inherited a few magical powers from me and I met her once when she came visiting through the wardrobe one day as an adult with a child named Harold Granger, whom I assume is your father?" Lucy explained, "As for my looks Narnian aging is very different from muggle aging."

"Wow, So that must be how I came into magic," Hermione concluded. "This is my soon to be husband Severus," Hermione said, introducing the pair.

Dumbledore approached with a Narnian centaur at his side. "Hermione this is Oreius, leader of the Narnian centaurs and the battle fields of Narnia," Dumbledore said as Oreius stepped forwards.

"Miss Granger, I am informed that your help could be of use. You see we need Unicorns for this army to be fully complete. Narnian unicorns are strictly not allowed to leave Narnia. This is why we will need your help. Only a virgin can capture a unicorn and a virgin with a will for good things onto human kind can capture an army worth of unicorns. You will need to go into the forbidden forest at night, find a clearing with a river and sleep naked under one of the trees. When you wake up, you will find the heard of unicorns eager to follow you. Lead them to the undercastle and then we will brief them to the battle plans," The centaur explained before walking away leaving Hermione to talk to Dumbledore.

"Harry, Ron, and Ginny will be joining us soon. Why don't you go check on your dragonlings and cast a few warming spells on the eggs," Dumbledore told Hermione.

She whistled for Caesar to join her from the barn to fly her up the mountain since she was no longer allowed in her form. She mounted her Stallion and ascended the mountain. She left the steed up the mountain a ways and climbed down to the nest where Bolide and Karina feasted upon ferrets. Karina began flapping her wings and rose suddenly, out of the nest. She was teetering closely to the edge of the mountain. Hermione unfurled into her dragon form in a second to make sure of her dragonlings safety. Karina continued to fly with Hermione tailing her. Karina swooped down upon the camp and began to "grawp" at the centaurs.

"Is this your Dragonling?" A female faun asked a newly humanized Hermione.

"Yes she is, first time out flying," Hermione explained carefully lifting a sleeping Karina off of the ground of the Savannah. Growing her wings she sprung up the mountain and lowered the sleeping Karina to the nest. Hermione regained human form and took to the sky on Caesar again.

A plunge was heard in the trough, causing Caesar to spook in the air. Hermione managed to calm him and then lowered him to the ground next to the water edge. Harry, Ron, and Ginny dried themselves off and gasped at the new sight meeting their eyes.

"WHY WASN'T I INFORMED OF THESE CHANGES!" Harry roared.

"Relax Harry, this just happened," Hermione began to explain.

"You will all be living down here now. I will show all of you to your rooms," He said motioning them to the central circle of battle tents. This one is for Hermione and Severus," He said motioning to the North tent. "This one is for Harry and Ginny," He said motioning to the East tent. "Ron yours is the Western tent, and mine is the Southern tent," Dumbledore explained.

A horn sounded eight times from the waterfront. "Hermione it is eight o'clock, it is time. Ron will go with you in his form," Dumbledore said.

"Sir, I still have not achieved my form. Where do you want me to go anyway?" Ron asked.

"Ronald you will not be going anywhere! You will stay with me tonight and practice your form. Good Luck Hermione," Dumbledore said as Hermione walked to the entrance to her common room. She walked to the entrance hall and went out side into the icy air. She removed her clothing and buried it in the snow. Her bare feet froze as she summoned for Caesar. She was thankful for keeping her feet out of the snow as she galloped through the woods to the stream about half way in that Dumbledore had told her to go to. There was no snow around the stream. She sent the Pegasus back to the castle and fell asleep in the dark.

The next morning at about five it would have been pitch black, except for the variety of Unicorns in the clearing giving off white and gold light. Her naked body was frozen from the cold and she decided to get up, heaving a stallion's head off of her lap.

When she rose a hundred white unicorns rose with her. She realized that there were about fifty golden foals and about a hundred of the black unicorns that had also risen. She began her walk back to the castle. Her feet had gone numb and began bleeding from the icy snow.

They all marched clearing the woods in about two hours. Dumbledore was outside of the castle waiting for their arrival. He started walking around the castle to the backside where he flicked his wand and a draw bride collapsed to admit the horses down a dark winding ramp. The decent to the cellars was long and tedious but at least it was warm. When finally entering the lighted undercastle she fell upon the great sands of the savanna. She lay there naked and feeble as the blood rushed to her head causing her to pass out.

Severus was soon there, shedding his cloak and covering her shivering body.

"Take that coat off of her boy, she will over heat," one of the centaurs hollered. Severus removed the cloak carefully. "Now bring her for a dip in that pool over yonder so she will wake up from the shock," The centaur advised. Severus lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the water. She began to cough as she came around. When she seemed well Severus brought her to their tent where he was now able to wrap her in blankets and laid her upon the bed. He began to run a brush through her tangled, wet hair.

"Come Severus, We must go help Harry, Ron, and Ginny pick their mounts for the war," Dumbledore said, peaking his head into the North tent.

"Why do they need mounts wont they be in their forms for the war?" Severus asked, reluctant to leave Hermione's side.

"Because they will need to be in human form for the final stage of the war," Dumbledore waited for an unmoving Severus. "She will be fine," Dumbledore said while leading Severus to the barn. Harry, Ginny, and Ron waited outside of the barn while Dumbledore and Severus took their places next to them. A horn blasted and the doors were flung open. One by one, horses, unicorns, hippogriffs, and pegasus lined up outside the barn.

Dumbledore and Severus lead the walk from horse to horse waiting for each to take their ride. Harry chose a black unicorn. Its mane and tail gleamed golden in the sun from the enchanted ceiling. Ron picked a chestnut hippogriff, while Ginny picked a dapple-gray horse.

"Name your mounts please. Harry you first," Dumbledore urged.

"I will name this unicorn Seier! For that is the Norwegian word for Victory!" Harry cried to an audience of cheers.

Ron stepped forward, "I will name this hippogriff Aguila! Spanish for Eagle!"

Ginny stepped forward with the horse, "I will name this horse Freude! German for Joy!"

Dumbledore stepped forward claiming a white unicorn, "I hereby call this unicorn Flute!"

Severus mounted Prestissimo and the five began to run about all of the horses taking suit behind. A pegasus sprung from the barn and pressed forward to the five leaders. Hermione was on Caesar now making the group in to all six heroes as the front of the pack.