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Title: Song of the Melodie

Author: Ivory Core

Chapter 9: An Evening of Questions

It's amazing how fast time flies. Days turn to weeks, weeks turn to months, and months turn to years. The world spins and time plays, like a child on a swing.

As the world turned and things changed, so did Eliora and Charlie.

The years had transformed Eliora into a beautiful girl at the age of fifteen. She had let her hair grow to her shoulders while having a headband on top.

Her amethyst eyes sparkled brightly that some wondered if Eliora was keeping a secret. She had none however, or at least none that she knew of.

Charlie too had changed over the years. He still had a thick mass of hair, but it was cut to give him quite a handsome look. Just as Eliora eyes would shine, so would his. But his eyes would shine in excitement on something that he had read or learned.

He had also grown in mind. There was nothing that he didn't read and couldn't understand; from classics to atlas, from atlases to monster books that he would read long into the hours of the night.

Now Charlie was ten years old, soon to be eleven. In one week his birthday would arrive. Because Charlie had his birth certificate, Eliora and Charlie knew that his birthday was on July 23.

Eliora on the other hand had no records at all of the day she was born. So she and Charlie decided that her birthday should be on the day that she was found by the hospital staff.

That day landed on July 24, a day after Charlie's birthday.

But what Eliora did not know was the fact that her birthday was truly on July 23, just the same as Charlie's.

So as the days counted down to Charlie's birthday, he noticed that Eliora had been too quiet for the past days.

The Tower, as they called it, was now their secret room to spend the day reading or studying for tests and quizzes.

No one knew that they were up there, not to mention they could not hear them at all. So the children would sit on the sofas and read a book or do their homework's.

Even Tal would come and settle herself in.

On one ordinary day, exactly three days before Charlie's' birthday; both children and one dragon were found in the Tower.

It was in the end of the day, and the sun was slowly sinking as the moon began to rise.

Charlie was on the floor next to the fireplace with a blanket wrapped around him. He was on his stomach with a large book underneath his nose. He seemed to be completely engrossed in it, his eyes darting here and there as he read the words.

Tal was lying on top of the old piano and Eliora was sitting on a chair and a table in front of her.

She wasn't doing any homework, even though the table was filled with papers, pens, pencils, a lamp, a blue wallet, and a schedule planner.

Eliora too was engrossed in what she was doing at the moment. She chewed her pencils eraser as she scribbled down things on her schedule planner.

Ever since Eliora had promised to Charlie that she would plan a full day just for him outside of the orphanage, she had been hard at work for the past five years making that promise a reality.

She had studied extra hard on her testes, which earned her some points in the end. She even did extra chores around the orphanage, things that were not hers to do, but in doing so would grant her some extra points that would change to money once she had turn fifteen.

A couple of days ago, she had presented the points she had earned in that month to Mrs. Stone. Sadly enough, Mrs. Stone did not retire and was still a hippo.

Without even thinking, Mrs. Stone gave Eliora the worth of her points. The worth would definitely pay for the expenses that Eliora had planned.

Now that she had the money for her plan, she had to know exactly where she was going. Luckily, that too had already been well planed out. Last year, Eliora was taken to get her hair cut.

Miss Perkings and a couple of other teenagers, including Eliora, all walked towards town to get their hair cuts and for some there dental work.

This day landed on a Saturday, and much to Elioras relief. She told Charlie to stay in the Tower because Mrs. Stone was in one of her moods again.

Making sure that Charlie would be alright on his own, even though Tal said that she would watch over him, Eliora went off on her own secret mission.

After Eliora had her haircut, and the other girls were getting theirs; Eliora gave them the slip and ditched the group.

She didn't go too far though. No, all she did was go to the information booth near by and had packed her pockets with tourists' brochures, a map of the subways (A/N I don't know what they call it in England. Sorry), and had bought herself a schedule planner.

When she came back to where the group of girls was getting their hair cut, she found out that the last girl was getting her own hair cut.

So Eliora stood next to the door and made sure that the things she had with her were perfectly hidden in her pockets outside and inside her dress.

She had made pockets inside her dress so that no one would see them.

When everyone walked out, Eliora entered the back of the line and followed them back to Coldrock. None were the wiser on where Eliora had been and what she had done.

Since that time on, Eliora had been pouring through the brochures on things to do that would be fun for Charlie. She even memorized the root of the subways so that she could know her way around.

She also wanted to introduce Charlie to Mr. Hunt and Miss Baker back at Great Ormond Hospital for Children. She hadn't seen them since she was seven. She knew that they had sent her letters, but she had never received them. No doubt Mrs. Stones doing.

Eliora knew that there was a room in the orphanage that held all the belongings of the children including clean clothes and the forgotten letters that they never received.

Exactly three days ago, she had discovered this room on one of her nighttime walkabouts. She still would walk around Coldrock in the dead of night, sometimes accompanied by Tal or she would go alone and explore Coldrock.

It was during those times that Eliora would sneak into the study hall and take the books so that Charlie could read them. But now Charlie read the books that they found in the Tower.

Some of them being quite odd, like "The History of Hogwarts Volume I" or "A Compendium of Common Curses and Their Counter-Actions",

Eliora too had read the history of this place known as Hogwarts. Inwardly, just as much as Charlie wished it she too wished that this place was real. It sounded like a wonderful place to study magic.

Now Charlie was reading the last book on the shelf, which was saying a lot because there were hundreds of big sized books all over the Tower and he had read them all.

So on one of those nights that Eliora was sneaking books for Charlie to read, she heard Mrs. Stone walking out of a door that she had just opened. Because Eliora was inside the study hall, she could clearly see Mrs. Stone walk out of the door that was underneath the stairs.

When Mrs. Stone disappeared up the stairs, Eliora went over to investigate. She tried to peak inside the key hole, but it was pitch black inside.

She then used her medallion to shine through the key hole. She was trying to shine some light into the room so that she could see inside; she wasn't expecting the light from her medallion to actually unlock the door.

But it did and the door slowly opened. There was a light switch next to Eliora and she snapped it on.

Instantly Eliora found herself surrounded by boxes on top of boxes. Some had dust all over them like they hadn't been opened for years. The boxes had words on them and Eliora went over to each one and read them.

Some had the words 'shabby' on it while other said 'too rich'. On the box that said 'too rich' Eliora decided to open it.

When she did, she was shocked to find her purple gown that she had worn when she was seven. She picked it up and brought it up to her cheeks, feeling the silkiness of it against her cheeks.

Now she understood what this room was. This was the place were all the clothing's and items that the children brought with them were stored. But the room being underneath the stairs, no one would ever know.

So on that very night, Eliora went through each box and took out clothing's that would fit her and Charlie. After all, they couldn't go outside in their orphanage uniform.

She even took her purple gown with her. Even if it didn't fit anymore, it was another item from her forgotten past.

That was three days ago, and now Eliora was busying herself in preparing everything for Charlie's birthday.

She hadn't told Charlie about anything though. She wanted it to be a surprise. So far, everything was coming together. The money was in order, the maps memorized, the places planned out, and the time exacted to the very last dot.

Eliora gave out a sigh of relief as everything was completed. All they had to do now was to wait for the big day. And the way Eliora planned it; it was going to be one heck of a fun filled day indeed.

"Eliora, what's an animagus?" Charlie's suddenly questioned.

Eliora snapped her head up and looked down at Charlie. He was propping himself up on his elbows while looking at her.

"Hmm?" Eliora didn't catch what Charlie had asked.

"What's an animagus?" Charlie repeated.

Eliora shook her head. "I don't know. Where did you get that word?" Eliora asked as she got up from the chair and walked towards Charlie.

"From this book." Charlie said as he pointed down at it.

Eliora sat cross legged on the floor next to Charlie and looked down at the spot were Charlie was pointing towards.

"The difference between a werewolf and an animagus is that a werewolf has no choice but to change into its monstrous form underneath the full moon." Eliora read out loud.

She then took a sideways glance towards Charlie. "A werewolf Charlie?" Eliora questioned. She didn't like it when Charlie read these sorts of books. He would get nightmares later.

"I know I know." Charlie stated, already hinting the worried tone of Eliora.

"But this is actually a text book from the Hogwarts place." Charlie explained. "If this place is real, I would like to know as much as I can."

Eliora softly smiled at Charlie's enthusiasm. Every since reading that book of the history of Hogwarts he would not talk about anything but that. He even wished that he and Eliora could go there.

Even Eliora wished it as well, but sometimes believed that it was real. But if such a place was real, one would think that it would be posted somewhere in the newspaper or in books from the library.

Eliora turned her attention back to the book and looked at a very terrifying picture of a werewolf on the page. She cringed at the sight, not wanting to come face to face with one of those.

But she also knew that these monsters were men and woman, cursed to live the night under the full moon as a creature of the night.

"What are you thinking about Eliora?" Charlie suddenly asked her.

"I'm thinking about the poor soul who must live with this curse. I pity the man who becomes this creature of the night." Eliora said as she waved her hand over the picture of the werewolf.

A feeling vibrated off the picture and only to Elioras eyes, she saw the image of a man. He had shabby clothes on and was quite tall. He had light brown hair and beautiful eyes.

His eyes were the color of hazel, shining green from his the color of his robes. But instead of Mrs. Stone eyes of fear, Eliora felt warmth, a kind of warmth that was indescribably. The man appeared to be searching for something. He looked tired and worn, like he was about to give up the search and everything else.

"Don't give up." Eliora whispered.

The man quickly looked at Eliora and for a one second their eyes met. It was almost like a dream…

"What did you say?" Charlie suddenly asked.

Eliora blinked her eyes and looked at Charlie. "What?"

"I was asking on what you had just said." Charlie stated.

Eliora turned her gaze back to the page and found the image of the man was gone.

"You know Eliora; you've been acting very strangely for the past week." Charlie began. "Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine Charlie. I just have a lot of things on my mind." Eliora quickly explained. It was partially true though.

Charlie nodded his head. He then turned his attention back to reading, but stopped as something clinked in his head.

"You know Eliora. There are girl werewolves too. The guys aren't the only ones who are bitten." Charlie stated remembering the comment that Eliora and said earlier about pitying the man who is to become a creature of the night.

Eliora knew what Charlie had meant and she couldn't stop herself in giving a wicked smirk. Her eyes flashed in mirth as she looked at Charlie.

"Oh really?" She asked as she bended her figures while making advances like she was about to claw him.

Charlie's eyes widened as he knew what was coming. He quickly turned and was about to bolt away from Eliora, but never got the chance.

The fact that his legs were tangled up in the blanket didn't help much either, as Eliora pounced on Charlie and started to tickle him all over him.

Soon laughter filled the room as both Eliora and Charlie laughed as Charlie too began to tickle Eliora back. Tal looked up and watched for a while as the two figures tickled each other to death while on the floor, before shaking her head and going back to sleep.

When both Eliora and Charlie had calmed down, the found themselves resting side by side in front of the fireplace.

They both had a loony grin on their faces as well as breathing in deeply from their play.

Suddenly Charlie broke the silence. "Eliora, what would you like for your birthday?"

That caught Eliora in surprise. She should have known that Charlie would ask her that question sooner or later. After all, they are family.

"I don't really know actually." Eliora began.

"I have everything I want right here." She said as she looped an arm around Charlie's shoulder.

"I have a wonderfully intelligent brother and a…" Eliora turned her head to look at Tal as she slept. She was snoring.

"…well, a shape shifting Dragon." Eliora stated. She then leaned over to Charlie's ear.

"And a Dragon that sounds like bull horn when she sleeps." Eliora whispered into Charlie's ear.

Charlie snorted as he tried to hold his laughter. When he calmed down he turned to find Eliora gazing into the fire.

"There is just one thing that I would like." Eliora began. "But it cannot be made or bought."

Charlie knew what was coming and he took Eliora hand into his own and gave it a squeeze.

"I wish I could remember my past. I wish I could remember who my parents were and maybe find them if they are alive." Eliora softly said.

Charlie kept silent for a while, thinking about what Eliora had just said. He wanted to help his sister so much, but what could he do to grant her wish.

"Eliora, how about we search for them together?" Charlie suggested.

Eliora turned to look at Charlie.

"I mean, there must be some record with the last name that you remember. Maybe we can find something with Melodiana and the two words to your last name that you can't remember." Charlie stated his voice growing with excitement.

For the first time, Elioras smile widened. The idea came out of the pure goodness of Charlie's heart and it was a good one. It could actually work.

"You know Charlie that might actually work." Eliora said as she too got into the excitement.

She then hugged Charlie tightly in thanks. Charlie returned the hug and they stood that way for the remainder of the night.

Just enjoying each other company and watching as the flames in the fireplace danced.

Time is catching up…
The day of birth shall bring forgotten memories

The Coming of Age is nearly at hand

So little time is left

So little time…
So little time…

Ok, real sorry for this short chapter. But I promise that the next will be longer.

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