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Title: Song of the Melodie
Author: Ivory Core
Chapter 12: The Coming of Age
"If it's not too much…" suddenly Eliora placed her finger to her forehead as a wave of dizziness whacked her hard.
After a moment, it felt to Eliora like she was being pulled. She vaguely heard Charlie's and Harry's worried voices speaking to her. She tried to tell them that she was fine, but that was before everything around her vanished.
Her surroundings were strange and different. One minute she was standing with the boys, the next she finds herself in an enchanted forest.
She felt herself falling backwards, onto a field of tall soft grass. It was like she was in two places at once. She heard the worried voices of the boys all around her, but instead of seeing their faces she only saw the forest.
She closed her eyes as a wave of dizziness swept over her. But it only lasted a minute as all communication and feeling from the outside world vanished, leaving her completely in this strange and beautiful new world.
Sunlight from above shined down on Eliora through the canopies of the trees. Spots of sunlight completely bathed her form in its radiance. A soft breeze flew by, spreading her hair across her face.
Eliora, knowing that she was no longer a part of the outside world, quickly spoke out Charlie's name; hoping that he would hear her and maybe know that she was alright.
She then slowly opened her eyes. Eliora blinked away the light shining down on her. With a small grunt, she slowly pulled herself up to a sitting position.
She soon finds that she is barefoot; the grass slightly tickling the souls of her feet.
It was then that Eliora noticed that she was not wearing her own clothes anymore. Instead she was wearing a beautiful long, pure white gown with long chiffon angel sleeves that covered her arm and passed her fingers. A sweetheart neckline embroidered with rose, satin lace and a ribbon rosette completed the beauty of the gown.
The gown felt smoother then silk. In fact, it felt just like her childhood purple gown.
A soft breeze flew over Eliora and fanned her face. Her sleeves flowed around as the wind blew by, like doves in the wind.
The air smelled like peaches laced with the fragrance of roses. Eliora closed her eyes for a moment and cherished the breeze as it blew by.
Soft, glowing white petals played with the wind as they were blown around the meadow, creating small whirlwind around Eliora's kneeling from. The petals seemed to glow even brighter the closer they encircled around Eliora.
But along with the breeze, came a few seconds of confusing images to Eliora.
A beautiful woman was lying on the soft grass. The wind played with her dark brown hair, the curls bouncing against her cheeks. Her eyes were a lighter amethyst color than Eliora's, but still shining in radiance.
She was lying on her back; wearing a light sparkling, purple gown that cascaded down to her ankles, her hand was gently stroking her swollen stomach.
She was smiling, a peaceful loving smile of a woman who was holding a precious secret.
"Eliora…my dear Eliora…" The woman softly spoke into the wind.
Eliora snapped her eyes open. A single tear fell from her eye and spilled down her cheek to fall unto the earth.
"Mom…" she knew that was her mother. Many times she had dreamed about her, but never exactly knew who she was.
The breeze blew across Eliora's face, drying away the tears. Along with the breeze, Eliora heard a soft rustling coming from the top of her head.
Very slowly, Eliora raised her hands and placed them above her head. She could feel a crown of sorts placed on the top of her head. At first Eliora tried to take it off so that she could get a look at it, but found it to be laced into her hair.
Not fully understanding, Eliora traced the crown and soon felt silk ribbons coming around the crown and entwining in her hair. The crown was made out of flowers, though Eliora didn't know what exactly they were.
She carefully pulled one of the petals and brought it down for her to see. The petal was so white that it glowed brightly. Whatever the flower was, there was nothing like it in the world…except for this place.
Speaking of places, Eliora looked around her surroundings. Tall trees surrounded the meadow that she was in. The very tops of the trees looked like they could pierce the sky.
Above, the sky was a clear blue. White clouds rolled by, just enough to give a sense of summer peace to this place. The sun brightly shined above.
Eliora turned around and tried to see anything that would give her a clue as to where she was. Way back in her mind, she knew that this place was familiar. It was so familiar that it tugged on her to remember.
"Eliora…" A melodies voice suddenly whispered. The breeze seeming to speak the name as it swirled around Eliora.
Eliora whirled around at the sudden sound of someone calling her name.
"Who is it? Who's calling me?" Eliora called out.
"Eliora…" The soft voice called yet again.
Eliora turned around again as the voice came from behind her. But no one was there.
"Ok, this is getting a little creepy." Eliora thought to herself.
"Do not be afraid, Eliora…" The voice calmly spoke. Now it sounded like the voice was coming from all around Eliora.
"How did it know my thoughts? Could it read my mind?" Eliora questioned herself. There was only one way to find out. She then closed her eyes.
"Who are you?" Eliora questioned through her mind, hoping that whoever was speaking to her would hear.
"Open your eyes Eliora. Open them, and follow me." When the voice spoke, Eliora understood that it was a woman speaking.
The woman's voice sounded melodies and smooth, and it tugged in Eliora's mind that she knew that voice very well…
Eliora opened her eyes and looked straight ahead. There was a small cluster of trees in front of her, and not easily seen, an old path.
But it was not the path that got Eliora's attention. There was a woman next to one of the trees. She looked a bit ghostly at first, like a spirit. But Eliora dismissed the thought as she looked at her mother.
Dark brown, curly hair swept over her face, making it hard for Eliora to see her features.
She wore a beautiful green gown with long flowing sleeves. She looked so beautiful, like an angelic being.
"Mommy…" Eliora couldn't help it to call her mother like a child would, but to her it was like being a child again.
Her mother smiled widely as she heard her daughter. She then beckoned Eliora forward.
Without a thought at all, Eliora quickly stood up and made her way towards her mother. But when she was close to her, her mother took off deeper into the forest.
"No, wait! Please don't leave!" Eliora called out as she raced forwards.
It was difficult to run since she kept on tripping over her own dress. So Eliora gripped the hem of her dress and quickly brought it above her feet.
When she was free to run, Eliora took off into the forest to follow her mother.
She ran and ran, not knowing where she was going but not caring at all. All that matter was to reach her mother.
She saw her mother easily cross a thin fallen tree that was covered with moss. The tree was laid across a bumbling brook, acting as a bridge to cross it.
Very slowly, with her hands reached out to either side of her, Eliora balance herself across the tree. But once she concentrated on being as light as a feather, it was easier to cross.
Once she safely crossed the brook, Eliora looked around for any sign of her mother. It was then that she saw a wisp of white light disappear behind a tree a little way from her.
Without another thought, Eliora ran after that wisp of light. Somehow she knew that it was her mother.
But whenever Eliora felt that she was lost, occasionally up ahead she would see the same wisp of white turn or disappear behind a tree. Sometimes when she took a wrong turn, she would hear her mother's voice calling for her.
She would follow the voice and soon would see her mother's silhouette up ahead, and then the chase was on again
"Mom! Please wait!" Eliora called out as she leaped over a fallen log that was covered with green moss.
The forest was strange. Beautiful, yet strange with its moss covered trees and enchanted look. The canopies above would splash sunlight all around the forest floor. Sometimes they would pass a meadow and Eliora would have to run through the field of sweet smelling flowers to try and catch up with her mother.
Just when she was about to drop from exhaustion, Eliora ran out to the edge of the forest. But suddenly having lost control of her legs, she kept on running.
Up ahead she saw her mother walk over a stone bridge to the other side of the ravine. Luckily, Eliora was able to stop herself just before the bridge completely disappeared.
With Eliora's sudden halt, she lost her balance and fell face first. Her face was a little more than an inch away from the edge. Eliora slowly lifted her head and carefully looked down the ravine…it was a long way down.
Slowly getting up and stepping away from the edge, she looked around to see another bridge. But there was none in sight.
She looked to the other side of the ravine and saw her mother watching her.
"What happened to the bridge that was just here?" Eliora asked.
Her mother merely gave her a sad smile before waving her hand over where the bridge was. Instantly Eliora could see the outline of the bridge, but that was it.
The bridge wasn't firm, but ghostly looking. It was see through and all, no longer able to allow Eliora to cross it.
At first Eliora thought she could just fly over it, but for some reason she thought that wouldn't be a good idea.
"You must go back before you can go on." Eliora heard her mother state.
"I don't understand." Eliora replied.
"In order for you to embrace your future, you must remember your past." Her mother explained.
"Remember my past? But I can't remember. I have amnesia." Eliora quickly stated.
"Then all is lost…" Her mother stated.
With horror, Eliora watched as her mother turned her back and started to walk away.
"No wait!" Eliora called out. Her mother stopped, but did not turn around.
"What do you want me to do? Take a leap across the ravine!" Eliora sarcastically asked.
"Not a leap. You can't leap in life." Her mother spoke. "Life is made up of steps that we take throughout our lives. Step by step…"
"You want me to go step by step unto a bridge that isn't there?" Eliora questioned.
Her mother didn't reply, but she turned around and stared at her daughter. She silently coaxed her to make her first step.
Eliora slowly walked towards the edge of the ravine, she could see the bridge shift in and out of appearance before her. With one last look at her mother, she closed her eyes and stuck out her right leg over the ravine.
"Believe..." Eliora whispered out as she leaned forward as if to step unto the 'bridge'.
She felt herself falling forwards, and for a moment thought she would be falling to her death. But it never came.
Instead, she felt her foot collided with hard stone. Immediately opening her eyes and looking down, Eliora saw that she was standing on stone.
She looked forwards and immediately her eyes widened. The part where her foot landed on was the only place that was firm. The rest was still ghostly and transparent.
Eliora looked up at her mother in question. "I don't…"
But Eliora never finished her statement. It was like someone unlocked a part of her mind, because suddenly a memory came flooding back. And like a spectator, she watched it unfold before her…
FLASH
Soft voices…silently whispering to each other from above.
"She has my mother's nose." A lovely voice whispered.
"A blessing for sure." A somewhat serious voice answered.
The sudden sound of a slap followed by a grunt was heard.
"I'm just happy she didn't come out with my nose, that's all." The serious voice answered.
The one who just spoke belonged to an elder man while the other…
Soft laughter rang out. "Oh my dear Severus, to think that you would be concerned over a little thing like that."
The soft voice belonged to a young woman.
"It's not a little thing, Aura. I would for surely die if our daughter had my nose AND hair. Though if anyone teased her like they did to me I will hex them…
The voice suddenly stopped talking. Both man and woman looked down together into the small crib they were standing over.
A tiny bundle was lying down on its back, with soft purple sheets covering its small form. The tiny baby opened its small eyes and looked up at the two people looking down at it.
A quick intake of breath occurred from both parents as they looked into the eyes of their baby.
"Is it natural for your people to have such eyes?" Severus questioned as he peered into his daughters eyes.
Aura softly shook her head as she reached down into the crib. Being very careful, Aura picked up the baby and cradled it against her chest.
"Only my mother's eyes are the brightest of our peoples. But hers…hers are even brighter." Aura softly said as she turned to face her husband.
Severus, hesitant at first, reached forwards and lightly swept a hand over the baby's forehead. But his hand stayed to cup the baby's head.
"There's nothing wrong with that. Is there?" Severus asked.
Silence for a while between the two. Aura appeared to be in deep thought, her eyes never leaving her daughters bright amethyst eyes.
And then, she spoke. Not fully answering her husband's question, but also bringing about another.
"No, nothing wrong with that. But…she could be…but that's not possible…unless…" Aura quickly turned and walked towards her dresser with her baby in her arms.
With on hand holding the baby, with the other Aura opened the drawer and rummaged in it.
Severus turned towards his wife and started to walk towards her. Neither noticed the ghostly figure of an older Eliora watching from a distance.
Aura stopped rummaging and slowly pulled out a medium sized box. The box was a burgundy color made out of pure oak.
Severus stood beside Aura and looked down at the box in her hand.
Aura brought the box close to her and stared wide eyed as the baby reached out towards it. Instantly on contact, as the baby's little hands touched the box, the box opened revealing an oval amethyst medallion handed down for centuries.
It was The Imperial Stone, a medallion that had been passed down to each empress for centuries. Only the Empress could wear it, and if done so it can never be taken off unless by two reasons.
First would be that the next Empress had come. The second, though it had never been done before, the Empress had to call upon such a power that would over power the energy that surrounded the medallion. But no power existed to over power it.
But now, the medallion was asleep. Even though Aura's mother was the leader of her people, she was not the Empress. A Queen of the Melodies she was, but the title of Empress was not hers.
The reason for this would be that there had not been a true Empress for a total of a hundred years. Aura's mother, Ariel, had been chosen to be a Queen since no Empress had been born. Only a true empress can bring the medallion back to life.
Just because one was the son or daughter of the last Empress, didn't mean he or she could become the next to rule. An empress must be able to awaken the medallion by a simple touch of the hand or by thought. Nothing more, nothing less.
So when the baby touched the box and it opened, it was a great surprise for both parents to see the medallion spring back to life. The medallion glowed brightly in an amethyst radiance that bathed both parents and the baby.
The baby girl giggled as she enjoyed the radiance of light as it cascaded all around the house, but never once leaving the child from its light.
When the light died down and reentered the medallion, it still glowed while winking in and out.
A silence like no other covered the house. Both parents' eyes were glued to the baby who had fallen asleep with the medallion glowing near by.
"So, what are we going to name her?" Severus asked, breaking the silence.
It didn't take long for Aura to answer. She looked up at her husband, her light amethyst eyes shinning like a secret that only she knew.
"Eliora. I've always loved that name." Aura answered.
"Eliora..." Severus mouthed the name, getting familiar with it. Secretly, he too already liked the name.
Aura turned her gaze down to the tiny bundle in her arms. Severus too looked down at their child.
"Sleep soundly Eliora…our dear Eliora." Aura softly whispered as she placed a delicate kiss on her baby's forehead…
FLASH
Eliora opened her tear stained amethyst eyes. Large tears rolled down her cheeks, and she didn't bother to wipe them away.
She remembered her parents, clearly. She remembered her mother clearly now, and her father…
At first, he appeared cold. But Eliora knew that he had loved her.
Eliora had her head bent down, but when she had calmed herself she slowly raised her head to face the other side.
Her mother was looking at her in such sympathy that even tears were falling from her own eyes. All Eliora wanted to do was to race across the bridge and hold unto her mother.
"There are seven stones on this bridge, each one signifying a key memory from the past that was taken from you." Eliora's mother explained.
"You have taken the first step to recovering your memories my dear Eliora. It may take some time to take in all of your memories, but time does not exist here."
"But what about Charlie?" Eliora blurted out. Her brother, even now at this time, was who she cared deeply about.
"Charlie is fine. Time is in a stand still outside this place." Aura said as she motioned with her hands the woods surrounding them.
Eliora slowly nodded her head and looked down at her feet. She was going to gain her forgotten memories. She now already remembered one. Only six more to go. Maybe then her questions will be answered.
Maybe who she was, how does she have wings, how was she able to do the things that were unexplainable; and maybe, just maybe finding out if her parents were still alive.
She could finally know if they were still alive and if they were searching for her.
With a deep breath, Eliora lifted up her right foot and stepped onto the next stone…
In the deepest dungen at Hogwarts, a dark cold man prepares the school year's work for potions.
From the point from when Eliora had lost consciousness on the steps of the Leaky Cauldron, the man had straightened his back as a warm sensation traveled up his spine to his heart and soul.
His dark pool eyes expanded as the sudden image of a teenage girl with raven hair and amethyst eyes entered his line of vision.
When the image faded away just as abruptly as it came, the man had to grip his desk to keep himself upright.
Quickly calming down, he roughly shook his head. He completely dismissed what he had just felt and seen. He knew it was not possible. His daughter was forever lost to him…and that was all.
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