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As Harry was waking up he noticed two things, One he was in a bed and Two there were people talking in whispers around him.
"Good thing that person or thing caught him."
"I thought he was dead for sure."
What the voices were saying weren't making any sense to Harry. He then realized that he had no idea where he was or how he got there, he also didn't even remember what he'd been doing before before he got here.
"That was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life."
As soon as this was said it fell into place for Harry, the cold, hooded black figures, screaming. Harrys eyes snapped open to see he he was in the hospital wing with the Gryffindor quidditch team, spattered from head to foot with mud, gathered around his bed along with Ron and Hermione who were soaked so much it looked like they went for a swim in the lake with there clothes on.
"Harry! How are you feeling?" asked Fred, who underneath all the mud was extremely white.
Harry's memory was on fast forward as he remembered he lightning lighting up the sky, seeing the Grim in the clouds, the snitch and the dementors.
"What happened?" he said while sitting up so suddenly that everyone around him gasped.
The team then proceeded to explain what happened during the last moments of the match to Harry after which he just lay there not saying no one saying anything till Madam Pomfrey came and began to tell the team to leave. Before the team left Fred told him not to beat himself up and that he's still the best seeker they've ever had.
Ron and Hermione moved closer to Harry's bed as Madam Pomfrey closed the door behind the team.
"Dumbledore was really angry," Hermione began with her voice shaking slightly. "I've never seen him like that before. He ran onto the field as you fell but…" she paused for a minute before continuing "Before he even got to the field someone else appeared and this person is the one who saved you Harry, and he just appeared from seemingly no where disappeared the same way. The only discernible thing about him was what he wore which was a light blue tunic with some armor, his sword that was shaped like a double helix and his face.." Hermione gave a slight shiver before she continued.
"His face had some kind of tribal marks or war paint, his eyes were blank white no pupils or irises and he had an expression so fierce it was terrifying. As he appeared though at least half of the dementors that were there fell, sliced in half by two swings of his sword, which shot beams of energy or something, caught you and set you down and by that time Dumbledore made onto the field and shot silvery stuff at the remaining dementors. They left the stadium right away then he turned to the person who was staring at Dumbledore and with a flash of light that blinded everyone he was gone."
"Dumbledore then magicked you onto a stretcher" said Ron. "And walked up to school with you floating on it. Everyone thought you were. . ."
His voice faded, but Harry hardly noticed. he was thinking about this person and about what the dementors had done to him, about the screaming voice. He looked up and saw Ron and Hermione looking at him so anxiously that he quickly cast around for something matter of fact to say.
"Did someone get my nimbus?"
(Line Break)-
Over the next few Days Harry had a stream of visitors who were intent on cheering him up but they only knew half f of what was bothering him. He hadn't told anne about grim not even Ron or Hermione because Ron would panic and Hermione would scoff.
Then there were the dementors which made Harry feel sick and humiliated every time he thought of them because no one else collapsed when they went near one or heard their dying parents. Harry knew who the voices belonged to now, his mother when Voldemort was about to kill her.
Harry slept fitfully at night sinking into dreams of rotting hands and petrified pleading only to jerk awake and dwell on his mother's voice, yet when he was first awakened by his nightmares he coulda sworn he saw someone sitting next to his bed humming a tune that was sad and at the same time made him think of better times but once he blinked the silhouette was gone as was the tune so he didn't dwell on the matter to long.
Back in the bustle of the main school came as relief to Harry he didn't even need to deal with malfoy's taunting very long as he was rushed he infirmary when his robes suddenly caught fire. Malfoy didn't reappear in potions which was probably a good thing as his antics were starting to anger Ron. During Defense against the dark arts Lupin was back and they didn't have to do Snape's essay which made the actual lesson very enjoyable.
After the lesson Lupin had a talk with Harry about the match, the mysterious person who saved him, dementors, azkaban and finally plans to start lessons to learn to fight dementors. So with the promise of anti dementor lessons and the outcome of the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw match Harry's mood improved greatly. As the holidays approached Ron and Hermione told him they were staying at hogwarts and another hogsmeade trip was announced the last weekend of the term.
After Harry said goodbye to Ron and Hermione and began to head back up to the common room Fred and George pulled him into an empty classroom and gave him the marauders map. After explaining it to him Harry began to down the passage that lead to the cellar of Honeydukes.
(Timeskip to after the three broomsticks)_-_-
As Harry walked back to the castle through the passage under honeydukes thinking about everything he heard he was too shocked and deep in thought to hear the quiet footsteps behind him. At dinner that evening Ron and Hermione watched him nervously not daring to talk about what happened as Percy was close to them. Once at the crowded common room Harry snuck up to dormitory to avoid questions.
The next day when Harry awoke it was almost midday and after an argument with Ron and Hermione they were heading down the grounds to Hagrid's house to get answers. When Hagrid answered the door he beamed down at them.
"Great news!" Hagrid said while showing them a piece of parchment. "The school boards letting Me and buckbeak off!"
The first part of the letter said that Hagrid was not being held responsible and the second part said that the complaint of Lucius Malfoy could not be upheld as the student hurt was not his son or in his care.
"This is great Hagrid!" Hermione said and for the rest of the time they remained there and talked with Hagrid Harry didn't bring up what they overheard in the three as he didn't want to spoil good Hagrids mood with such a painful topic.
Once the trio left Hagrids and entered the castle Hermione went to the library to see if she could find a book on the person from the quidditch game saying that if there was someone that powerful there has to be a book about him. Harry and Ron went back to the common room to play chess till dinner. When they entered the common room they noticed Link sitting in a corner with his eyes closed.
(Link's P.O.V)
'All the other students except Ron, Hermione and Harry left this morning must be some kind of thing going on' I thought as I made my way back into the common room. When I entered the common room it was empty so I walked to a corner that had a chair sat down and closed my eyes.
When I reopened them I was standing in the mist covered area with hyrule castle in the background facing the shade.
"So you came back seeking answers about the mask correct?" the Shade said. I nodded. "Very well. In my lifetime when I went to termina masks had powers. Some helpful other not so much. But the masks that were really helpful were the transformation ones which were formed when I played The song of healing on the ocarina of time for someone with a troubled spirit."
I nodded to his explanation so far and he continued "But the mask you have was given to me by the very being that I wanted to destroy. It contains the power of a god that was sealed inside it." he finished. As the shade started to disappear he said one last thing.
"Tell Zelda it is time the ocarina be switched hands."
When I opened my eyes i was back in the empty common room but it was later, the sun was down and I could smell food from the great hall. Deciding to not even nother with dinner I headed up to the dorm to just wait till tomorrow.
The next day I got out of bed when I heard Ron throw a pillow at Harry. Right before I left the dorm I noticed a package at the foot of my bed. Walking over to it I ripped the packaging of and there was a sword that at one point was probably beautiful but now the hilt was rusted and the blade had chips missing but not a spec of rust. Taking the blade out of the box I noticed a note which I quickly read
This sword is a old relic. The blade is infused with magic so
that when it was first found became a popular
wand core. Now it is yours
I took the sword down stairs grabbing its sheath on the way out while Ron and Harry were ogling at some broom. Once in the common room I took out the bottle of Great fairy tears and cloth and soaked the cloth with the tears and began to clean the blade. Chips repaired themselves and the Hilt looked new satisfied I slide the blade into its sheath and set it down just as the trio came down the stairs so I listened to what they were saying and froze at what I heard.
"Broomsticks aside I think I found a book in the library on the person from the quidditch match"