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Title: Song of the Melodie

Author: Ivory Core

Chapter 11: To Dream Fest

So far, Charlie's birthday had been a blast. They went everywhere there was to go. They rode the double decker busses all around London. Going from the British Museum to just sitting on the grass at the park. Basically, for one day, Eliora and Charlie was the tourist.

Eliora had allowed Charlie to choose a backpack for himself so that he could fit his other 'gifts' inside. He chooses a blue backpack with owls flying across it. He made Eliora buy something for herself, since she was buying all for Charlie. Though she explained to him that this was his day, he would not listen to her.

So when they crossed a store selling half priced ice skates, Eliora stopped to look at a pair of white ice skates that were on display behind the glass. She entered the shop with Charlie right by her side.

A couple of minutes later, Eliora walked out with her hand bag a little bulgier than before. Charlie followed after her. The skates that were on display were no longer there.

"Eliora, why did you buy the ice skates? There is no place to skate at the orphanage. Though I wouldn't mind if we didn't go back there." Charlie smirked.

Eliora laughed. She had to agree with Charlie though; she too didn't want to go back to the orphanage. It felt so free to be out of there and in the streets of London that Eliora wondered how were they ever going to go back.

"I don't know really. I just saw them and I suddenly felt that I would use them at some time." Eliora explained as they rounded a corner.

It was some time in theeveningand both Eliora and Charlie were now calmly walking down a road leading to a near by marketplace and old shops.

They weren't hungry yet. Probably because of that big breakfast they had earlier and the lunch just a while ago.

They had passed the entrance to the subway a while ago, and found themselves entering a street with old shops on either side of them.

At the far end of the street, a group of boys were playing football (or soccer). Eliora and Charlie stopped to watch them play for a bit before walking closer.

There was a book store near by and Eliora thought that they should check it out. It was right next to a black looking store that looked like no one had used it in years. Looking up at the sign, you really couldn't see what it said. The only thing that was distinguishable was the fact that the sign was shaped as a caldron.

Eliora and Charlie were about to enter the book store next door when suddenly a voice yelled out.

"HEADS UP!"

Eliora looked behind her and immediately looked up to find the soccer ball sailing right for them.

But Charlie stopped that ball from aiming at them since he used his head to pelt it back to the boys.

The ball sailed back to the boys and one of them caught it.

"Wow mate that was pretty good." A tall boy with flaming red hair spoke out.

"Thanks." Charlie replied.

Eliora snapped her head to look at Charlie with a shocked expression. Charlie never talked to anyone other than herself. Maybe this means that he was opening up again.

"I'm Fred, and this is my brother George." The boy introduced himself and to his brother.

Eliora really couldn't tell the two boys apart. They were twins, both with flaming red hair and that same grin.

Fred than introduced each of the other boys to Eliora and Charlie, afterwards he asked for their names.

"I'm Charlie and this is my sister Eliora." Charlie quickly introduced in an excited voice.

Eliora shyly waved at the boys and they smiled back at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." Eliora said.

"Would you like to play? We're short on our team and we could sure use you talent." George asked…or maybe it was Fred.

"No way, I saw him first. He's in my team." Fred spoke out.

Charlie looked up at Eliora and telepathically asked if he could play.

"Charlie, go for it! When are you going to have a chance to play? Go for it!" Eliora emphasized as she nudged Charlie towards the boys.

Charlie gave Eliora his backpack so that she could hold it for him as he played with the boys.

Eliora watched as Charlie slowly made his way towards the boys. After another round of greetings to Charlie they started to form another team with him. It turned out that Charlie would be playing in Fred's team.

Suddenly, one of the boys looked up to face Eliora.

"Do you want to play?" He shyly asked.

Eliora remembered that he had introduced himself as Neville. Eliora politely shook her head.

"No thank you. I think you'll have better luck in winning without me." Eliora stated with a smile.

Neville nodded his head and put his focus back into the game.

So as Charlie played with them, Eliora walked into the bookstore. An hour had passed, and Charlie was still playing with the boys. Eliora would occasionally peak out from the window and watch as Charlie ran after the ball and would occasionally kick it around to ovoid the other kids.

"He's a natural that kid." The shopkeeper stated behind Eliora. He too had been watching the group.

"Yes he is." Eliora agreed as she turned back to the buying of her books and Charlie's.

She had chosen a book entitled 'Plants and Herbs: The healing arts' and a book on mid-evil castles for Charlie.

She had to place the books in a plastic bag because her own pouch was already filled with her own and some of Charlie's goods. Not to mention she was also caring Charlie's backpack.

So when Eliora left the bookstore she was packed to the top with her filled-to-the-brim pouch, Charlie's heavy backpack over her arm, and her plastic bag containing two seriously fat and heavy books which she was holding with one hand.

To make matters worse, as Eliora was stepping out of the bookstore and walking up the sidewalk while keeping an eye on Charlie; she didn't notice two boys walking down the steps from the black shop next door.

If she didn't have her eyes on Charlie, she would have seen the two boys walking down the steps straight for her. But then again, it wasn't all of her fault either. The boys were completely engrossed in a discussion of their own and were not paying attention on where they were going, or for that matter who they were about to collide with.

A second later, Eliora and one of the boys collided head on. Eliora lost her balance and began to fall to the floor, everything she was caring flying in all directions.

The boy was able to keep his balance however and immediately reached out with his hand towards Eliora's so that he could stop her from falling.

But the second their hands touched, it was like a spark that went up the length of their arm and straight into their very souls.

From there, it was like everything around them vanished; leaving the two temporarily linked souls.

"What's happening?" Eliora heard the boy question, but she heard it in her mind.

"How can you speak in telepathy?" Eliora questioned back. Only she and Charlie were the ones who could do that. Charlie could because he and she were linked by love.

"I can't speak telepathy." The boy answered back.

"You just did it again." Eliora stated.

And then it was like a second jolt of something went between them. Suddenly, images began to flash before Eliora's eyes. Some were shady, others were clear.

The first thing she saw was a flash of green light, then darkness for a period of time. Then the images sped by, all showing a boy with messy jet black hair, green eyes behind a pair of glasses. Sometimes she would see a lightening scar on the boy's forehead, but other times it was covered by his hair.

Even though the images sped by faster than the eye could blink, Eliora could clearly see and remember each image as it spread by. Almost like her mind was recording them or something.

"And I thought my life sucked." Eliora heard the boy speak in her mind.

"What do you mean, you're life wasn't great either." Eliora countered.

And then she stopped herself and thought about what she had just heard and said.

"These are his memories. I'm actually seeing his memories. And that means he is seeing mine." Eliora thought to herself.

"At least you have someone with you. Is he your brother?" The boys asked.

"Yes, he is." Eliora replied. She knew he must be seeing the memory of Charlie as a baby.

The images then shifted to the boy grabbing handfuls of flying letters that were shooting out of fireplace.

"Are those Hogwarts letters?" Eliora asked.

"How do you know about Hogwarts?" The boy asked.

"My brother knows all about it. He just received his letter." Eliora excitedly explained.

This boy was a wizard. A real wizard who really went to Hogwarts!

Right before Eliora eyes, she watched as the boy with two other kids enters a huge and magnificent castle.

"It's beautiful." Eliora whispered to herself.

But then the images began to fade until there was nothing. A sudden flash of white light, and Eliora opened her eyes to find a pair of worried light brown eyes looking down at her.

She was lying flat on her back on the sidewalk. The boys were surrounding them and someone else.

"Eliora, are you alright?" Charlie asked his voice coated with worry.

"I'm fine, but what happened." Eliora asked as she slowly raised herself to a sitting position.

"You're name's Eliora…Eliora Melodiana." A voice whispered.

Eliora turned her head to find the very boy from the memories she was passing through just now.

"And you're Harry…Harry Potter." Eliora whispered back.

All the boys looked at each other in shock and worry at what had just taken place.

"What just happened?" Harry asked as he turned towards another boy with flaming red hair, but shorter than then Fred and George.

"We don't know Harry. The second you touched her hand, purple sparks erupted from both of your hands. And then you let go and both of you fell to the floor." The boy answered.

Eliora looked at the boy who had just spoken, remembering him from the memories of Harry.

"Are you Ron Weasley?" Eliora asked as she slowly got up.

"How do you know my name?" The boy asked a little afraid at that moment.

But instead of answering, Eliora turned towards the boy known as Harry.

"Do you know what happened?" the boy called Harry asked. He got up too and went to pick up Eliora's pouch and handed it to her.

When their fingers touched as Harry handed her her things, nothing happened. But they still jumped at the contact.

"Can you still hear me?" Eliora directed her message straight towards Harry.

Harry immediately looked up at the sound of Eliora's voice in his head.

"Who…what…how?" Was all Harry could mutter out.

"I think we went through a Dream Fest." Eliora explained.

"What's a dream fest?" Harry asked. This was all very weird to him, but cools at the same time.

"I think it means that we both went through each others memories. That's how I know your friends name and your life with the Dursley's" Eliora explained.

She didn't know where this was coming to her from. But she knew it was the truth. How, she had no idea.

"And I remember seeing your life at that orphanage. It looks like hell. But you don't even remember who your parents were, do you?" Harry asked, feeling sorry for Eliora.

At least she and he had something in common. Neither of them ever truly knew their parents or for that matter remembered them.

"How far did you get in my memories?" Eliora suddenly asked.

She hoped that he never got to see her secret.

"Just until that storm where you walked out of the room." Harry stated.

Eliora sighed inwardly at this peace of news. She knew she could trust Harry, though she didn't know why. But she didn't want anyone to find out about her wings, even if he is a wizard.

"Um, hello! Weirdness alert!" George suddenly spoke out.

Eliora and Harry snapped out of their conversation to find all the boys looking at them in an odd way.

"What?" Both Eliora and Harry asked in unison.

"Well for one, you two have just been staring at each other for the past minute and a half." Fred stated.

"It was just plain creepy." George stated.

Eliora and Harry turned crimson that they had been staring at each other in front of the others. They didn't realize it at first; it was like they were having an ordinary conversation.

"Eliora, what is going on?" Charlie questioned.

Eliora turned her attention back to Charlie. She then turned her head towards all the boys who were surrounding them.

And then Eliora smiled. She smiled widely as it all came together. Everything they had read and learned was all real. These boys went to Hogwarts. They were wizards. They had magic just like Charlie had.

Without another word, Eliora reached into her pouch and pulled out Charlie's letter from Hogwarts. She then gave it to Charlie.

"It's everything that we ever wished to happen, Charlie. That's what's going on." Eliora said as she handed the letter to Charlie.

When Charlie saw the seal on the letter, his eyes expanded like saucers.

"Is this for real Eliora?" Charlie whispered as he opened the letter with shaky fingers.

"That's a Hogwarts letter! You're a wizard!" Ron stated as he watched the young boy open the envelope and pull out the letter.

Eliora took a glance towards Harry. He was looking at Charlie as his eyes scanned the letter. Charlie seemed to read that letter five or six times before he brought it down and looked straight ahead.

"Yoo-hoo! Earth to Charlie." Fred stated as he brought his hand up and down in front of Charlie's face.

Charlie snapped out of and looked up at Eliora. "Did you have this letter with you the entire time?"

"Mrs. Stone had them in a box to be burned. I found them yesterday." Eliora explained. "I was going to give you the letter tonight as a last birthday surprise. But now is a good a time as any, right?"

"Yeah." Charlie answered. This gave him a couple of odd stares because they had only seen Eliora and Charlie look at each other and not speaking to each other.

Harry broke the silence. "So you're going to Hogwarts. I and my friends are in Hogwarts."

And then Charlie started to bombard Harry with questions about Hogwarts. Like what did it look like, how many students were there, what were the teachers like, what did you learn? And things like that.

As Charlie and Harry talked, the other boys (seeing that just another school boy was going to Hogwarts) continued in their game.

Ron on the other hand, walked up to Eliora. "I never saw you in Hogwarts? Do you go to another wizardry school?" He asked.

"No, no I never got my letter to Hogwarts or any other school for that matter." Eliora softly explained. The conversation had become uncomfortable to Eliora.

"Oh, so you're a muggle." Ron stated.

Hearing Ron's statement, Charlie turned away from Harry and answered Ron's question.

"She's not a muggle. She can do magic too." Charlie answered. "She can even fl…"

"CHARLIE!" Eliora firmly spoke to Charlie through telepathy.

Charlie snapped his mouth shut and looked at Eliora with a sorry look. But Harry had figured what Charlie was about to say.

"You can fly?" Harry asked as he joined the group.

Eliora gave Charlie a look that said, 'now you've done it'. Eliora thought of a way to tell Harry about her flying abilities without giving too much. But the answer was already there.

"Whenever I concentrate hard enough, I can bring myself to be as light as a feather. After that, you could say that I can fly." Eliora explained.

"Can you show us?" Ron asked. He wanted to see that.

Shocked by Ron's request, Eliora looked around them. Seeing only the boys and no one else, Eliora closed her eyes.

She knew that her wings were invisible to everyone else, even to herself. Charlie being a young wizard himself could not see her wings. So that gave Eliora confidence that Harry and the others would not being able to see her wings either.

Eliora slowly raised her hands to her sides, immediately feeling her wings unfold. And right before Charlie, Harry and Ron's eyes; Eliora rose up a good twelve inches before them.

She could feel her wings beat in rhythm, but all anyone could feel was a soft wind blow around Eliora. For a bit of show, Eliora leaned forward until her legs were titled above the ground.

The feeling of doing this was exhilarating to Eliora. She wondered what other kind of stunts and positions she could do. But she was snapped out of it by loud gasps of awe from the other boys who were all now watching Eliora.

Eliora made herself slowly descend, until the tips of her feet touched the floor. She straightened herself up and slowly brought her hands down. She felt her wings fold themselves once again against her back.

Silence for what felt like an eternity surrounded Eliora. All facial expressions around her were the same, disbelief and shock. Only one was smiling a knowing smile, and that was Charlie.

A minute passed, and still no one had said anything. Charlie had to break the silence.

"What's everyone staring about? Haven't you ever seen someone fly before? Don't you play Quidditch?" Charlie asked.

This made everyone close their mouths and snap their attention back to Charlie.

"How do you know all of that?" Ron asked.

Eliora could not help her self, she laughed. She then walked over to Charlie and while standing beside him, placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Charlie is quite smart for his age. He has read almost every book he could get his hands on dealing with Hogwarts and magic. He knows just about everything of your world." Eliora proudly stated.

"Another Hermione." Ron whispered to Harry, who snorted.

"Ok, let me get this straight. Charlie is a wizard and he's coming to Hogwarts." Fred stated.

Both Charlie and Eliora simultaneously nodded their heads vigorously.

"And you're a witch that can levitate yourself at will. Buy why aren't you in Hogwarts?" George asked.

Eliora shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know really. Perhaps I got my letter, but I never received it." She explained.

"Eliora, how old are you?" Neville asked.

"Tomorrow she'll be sixteen." Harry answered.

Now the boys turned their attention to Harry. "How do you know that?" Charlie asked. He kept on looking at Harry and then to Eliora, completely confused.

The sun was setting, and the lights around the street were beginning to turn on. Soon it would be night. Charlie and Eliora had to start their way home soon.

"It's getting dark Harry, we had better go back home." Ron spoke up.

"Wait." Harry said as he walked up to Eliora.

Eliora had begun to pick up her things and stopped when she looked up to find Harry above her. He was holding her bag.

She got up and looked into the green eyes of Harry's.

"I'm not sure what happened today. But it somehow feels right." Eliora heard Harry speak in her mind.

"I feel it too." Eliora spoke back.

Harry gave the bag to Eliora and she thanked him.

"Is the orphanage far?" Harry asked.

"A bit. But don't worry, Charlie and I will be alright." Eliora reassured.

"Where do you live?" Ron asked as he stepped up to them.

The other boys had all made their way into the black shop. The twins on the other hand were still there.

"We live at Coldrock House for Orphans." Charlie replied.

"You're orphans?" Fred and George asked at the same time.

Eliora bowed her head and nodded softly. "Yes, since I was seven. Charlie all of his life." She explained.

"Sorry." The twins muttered.

"It's alright. We are use to it." Charlie reassured.

"Why don't we give you a lift? I'm sure my dad can help." Ron stated.

"By Floo powder?" Charlie excitedly asked.

Eliora chuckled at the faces from Ron, Harry and the twins. They seemed to always be amazed at the knowledge from Charlie.

"If it's not too much…" Eliora suddenly placed her finger to her forehead as a wave of dizziness whacked her hard.

"Eliora?" worry edged in Charlie's voice as he felt the pain from Eliora.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked.

Eliora shook her head and tried to nod her head or something to tell the boys that she was alright, but another pang of dizziness hurt her so hard that she began to sway on her feet.

A second later, Eliora felt herself falling. Luckily, Harry reached out towards Eliora and caught her before she hit the floor. But when he looked at her face, he was shocked to find that her eyes were no longer shinning in an amethyst radiance.

Instead it was like looking through a mirror; a mirror that showed the image of tall trees softly blowing in a calm breeze. Tall grass swayed in time with the wind. Sunlight shined from the tree tops and through the canopy, creating spots of sunlight all across the meadow.

"Eliora?" Harry whispered.

Ron, Charlie, and the twins were all crowding around them. But they did not see what Harry saw.

"Charlie…" Eliora barely whispered out before her eyes closed and her body went slack.

The Coming of Age is about to begin…

So little time is left
So little time…

You have no idea how hard it was to write this chapter. I must have started it fifteen times before I made it to the end. I think I like the way I made it. Oh well, hope you enjoyed it.

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