[AN] I don't own Harry Potter or Frozen

Harry Potter and the Amulet of Ice

Chapter Two: Of Obstructions and Occlusions

The next several days were a whirlwind of activity for Harry. It seemed that the Ice Harvesters were a rowdy bunch, and had taken Kristoff and Sven under their wing, and after Kristoff had seemingly taken Harry under his own wing, they were all only too happy to have him along as well. They all lived in a sort of dormitory/hostel sort of building down the street from the barn he'd stayed in. The dorm had lots of bunk beds in the rooms, a large kitchen, and living area. Granted, Harry wasn't really much help at harvesting ice, but neither was Kristoff. After a few wasted days trying to be of some use, he decided he could be more helpful by cooking for them while at the job site. They had a cook back at the dorm that always had breakfast and dinner ready, but for lunch they mostly either had cold sandwiches, or nothing at all. He talked it over with the cook who agreed to send some supplies with him, and soon found that he could be quite helpful. With the cooking experience he had gotten at the Dursley's, coupled with his ability to seemingly start fires where most would find it near impossible, he found a way to pay the guys back for giving him a place to stay. Not to mention the food and clothes they'd given him. The only drawback was that he hardly had a second to himself that he could spend trying to think up a way out of this predicament.

After a few more days of this, Harry decided that he really needed to get some thinking done, unless he wanted to simply grow up the old fashioned way, and live another life here in the 1800's. Although that didn't sound too awful the longer time went on.

"You know guys. I think I'm going to walk back today." Harry said as they were packing up their sleds.

"Walk? Why would you want to do that? It'd be almost time for bed by the time you got back." Asked a bewildered Kristoff.

"Well, I'm sort of used to being by myself, and as much as I like you guys, between here and the dorm, there isn't much chance to be alone, you know? I just want to take a nice peaceful walk and clear my head a bit. Get some fresh air." He reasoned to them.

"Fresh Air? What do you mean? There's all kinds of fresh air right here." Said Kristoff. Harry simply pointed to one of the other reindeer that was hitched to a cart. Kristoff looked and saw that said reindeer had chosen that moment to relieve himself. Kristoff looked back. "Point taken. We'll try to save you some dinner. No promises though." He said as he climbed up on the sled.

Thanks, I'll see you all later." He waved as all the sleds took off back towards Arendelle.

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Although Harry did manage to get quite a lot of thinking done, he didn't really manage to get anything productive out of it. He guessed that by now he was about half way back as there was no longer any snow underfoot. The sun was beginning to slide in behind the mountains to the west casting great shadows over the landscape. He marveled at the scenery slowly changing and the sounds of the night critters begin to chime in. Pretty much all the things you miss while riding a sled. Suddenly the relative peace was broken by a horse galloping down the narrow path he was on. He saw the beast turn a corner and barrel straight towards him. The horse had to have gotten spooked some way as it looked to be in pure panic mode. Harry dove to the side to avoid being trampled and the frightened horse continued on having not so much as noticed him. Harry stood back up and brushed himself off. Sparing the horse a glare, he noticed it was fully saddled and seemed to be missing its rider. He returned to the path and began to quickly make his way onwards in case the thrown rider needed help.

He walked for quite a distance without seeing anyone, but just as he was beginning to think that the horse had simply run away he heard a noise. He stopped and strained to hear it better. It sounded like someone was crying. He slowly made his way towards the noise. He found the source of the noise in a small grassy clearing to the side of the path. It seemed a little girl was sitting there with her hands over her eyes sobbing. She had pale blonde hair and a blue dress, and looked to be no older than Harry currently looked. Beside her were two other figures. One was a younger girl with red hair and an adult woman also with dark brown hair. The two of them seemed to be unconscious, or weren't moving at any rate.

The sobbing girl didn't notice him until he spoke.

"Are you alright?" he asked sincerely. The girl jumped and screamed when she saw him throwing her hands up in defense, but most amazingly, a wall of ice materialized as a barrier between them. Harry was mildly surprised, but after living in the wizarding world, you kind of get used to things like this. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you." He put his hands up and approached the ice slowly.

"Y..You're Not?" came a timid voice as she peeked over her hands and through the crystal clear ice between them.

"No. I'm here to help. If you'll let me." She looked at him and noticed he was only a boy about her age and when she dropped her hands the ice quickly turned to snow and blew away in the breeze.

"O..Okay." she said as Harry slowly knelt down beside her.

"Now. What happened? Are you alright?" he asked again.

"Horse got scared by something. I think it was a giant bird. We fell off and now my mom won't wake up and my leg hurts really bad." She grimaced as she looked down at her leg which Harry noticed was sort of at an odd angle. He didn't have to be a mediwizard to know it was probably broken, but not life threatening.

"Okay. I can take care of that, but what about your mother?" he asked as he moved over to the woman.

"I don't know. Do you think she'll be okay?" the girl asked craning her neck to see as she couldn't move any closer. Harry gently rolled her over on her back and felt her pulse and checked her breathing. Both were okay, but she did have quite a knot on her head, but it wasn't bad. Heck he'd played entire quidditch games with worse.

"She's fine. Just a little bump on the head. We'll have her up in a jiffy." He sat back up and looked over towards the other girl. She looked fine as far as he could tell. Not a scratch on her. "What about her?" he asked as the blonde girl seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"My sister was like that before. We were going to get her some help."

"Where's your father? Was he with you?"

"No. He's away on business." She told him as he knelt down beside the redhead.

"I can't tell that anything is wrong with her at all." He stated. The two of them shared a look for a moment as he weighed his options. "I couldn't help but notice that magic you used a minute ago." He said thoughtfully. She began to look scared but before she could get too worked up, he explained himself. "It's okay, it's okay." He put his hands up again. "The only reason I said anything is to see if I could use my own magic to find out what's wrong with her, and hopefully I can help her." The girl went from scared to curious.

"You can do magic too?" she asked apprehensively. Harry nodded. "I dunno. What if you do something bad?" she looked scared again.

"I promise you I won't, but if you'd feel better I can wake your mom up first. It's a simple spell." He said turning to the woman and slowly taking out his wand.

"Wait! How do I know it won't hurt her?" she said.

"hmm. How about I cast it on myself first? Will that help?" she nodded. "Ennervate" he cast toward himself. A pale green light came from his wand and enveloped his head like a faint mist. He shook his head and blinked as he felt like he'd just downed a whole cup of coffee. "Woo. Nice and awake now." He shook a little as the energy shot through him. "Will that work for you?" he asked with a smile. She looked unsure. "I could cast it on you too so you can see that it doesn't hurt. All it does is wake you up." She thought for a moment before nodding slowly and trying to not look scared. "Okay. Here we go. Ennervate." The same spell hit her and she shivered similarly as the energy shot through her. "see?" she nodded with a small smile, and he turned and cast it once more on the unconscious woman before him.

She shot up like a bolt of lightning had hit her, looking around wildly, causing Harry to topple over backwards.

"Elsa?! Anna?!" she said loudly as she struggled to take in her surroundings all at once. "Elsa! There you are. Are you alright?" she said when she spotted the blonde girl she tried to stand but stumbled and held her hand to her head with a grimace. She scrambled over to the girl on her knees and the other hand while squinting, one eye shut in pain.

"I'm okay mom. I think my leg is broken though." She said with simple relief at the fact that her mom was awake. The woman took in her daughter's condition quickly before looking around again.

"What happened? Where's your sister?"

"The horse got scared and threw us off. She's over there by the boy who woke you up with his magic. He says he can help her." She pointed just as Harry managed to get back up.

"What boy? What magic?" she said as she turned and put her arms back so as to shield the girl from any attackers.

"Me, and I think I found the rock you hit when you fell. I didn't expect you to wake up quite that quickly." He said as he rubbed his own head.

"Who are you? And what do you want?" she said still sort of out of it, and still shielding the girl behind her.

"My name is Harry, and I'm here to help." He placated.

"You can do magic?" she said a little less worked up, but still weary. He nodded slowly. "how do we know you're not some evil sorcerer in disguise?" she said accusingly. Harry held up a finger and opened his mouth for a second before shutting it and peering around her to the blonde girl.

"A little help here?" he said.

"It's okay mom. He's telling the truth." She said.

"You're sure." She asked not believing her.

"Yes. Before he did anything he asked me if he could. Then he cast his magic first on himself, then on me, then on you, and it did exactly what he said it would."

"what'd it do?" she asked.

"it wakes you up." She shrugged.

"Better than a bucket of cold water." Harry quipped.

"I don't know…" she trailed off.

"How about I fix her leg, so you can see?" he suggested.

"You can do that?" the woman asked astonished.

"Yeah, but I'll warn you, it will hurt. A lot, but only for a second, and once It's over it'll be good as new." The two girls seemed to have a silent conversation before coming to a decision.

"I suppose we don't have much of a choice." The woman said unsure. Harry knelt by the blonde girl, and pointed his wand at her leg.

"You ready?" he asked as her mother took her hand and squeezed it. The girl closed her eyes and nodded stiffly closing her other hand into a fist. "I'll go on your mother's count of three." He said then mouthed to the woman 'On One' and held up 1 finger. She nodded.

"Okay…One…"

"Episky!" he cast and there was a flash of light and the leg sprang back into place with a pop.

"AAAHhh!" the girl yelled for a second before biting her lip, and the pain began to visibly drain from her face. She relaxed and opened her eyes looking down at her leg and moving her ankle around tentatively. "It doesn't hurt anymore." She said amazed and smiled up at her mother, who smiled back.

"See. I told you. Now can I see if I can find out what's wrong with her sister?" he said as he made his way over to the redhead that was till sprawled on the ground.

"Do you think you can help her?" asked the worried mother as she knelt down on the opposite side that Harry was one.

"I don't know yet...umm…Miss?.."

"You may call me Josephine." She said primly.

"Very well Josephine, can you tell me what happened to her in the first place?" the woman began to say something but was interrupted.

"It was my fault. I lost control for a second, and… and she got hurt." The blonde girl said guiltily.

"No. honey it was an accident." She placated the girl.

"Maybe you should start at the beginning." Suggested Harry.

"Well, Elsa here is…Special." Began the woman.

"I know, I saw. It's really something, I must admit. Is ice the only thing or…"

"Well, we think so. Ice, snow, frost. All manner of frozen things."

"Okay, may I suggest the short version in case whatever is ailing her is time critical."

"Yes. Well..hm hm.. once, when they were younger. They were playing in Elsa's snow, when she accidentally hit Anna in the head with her magic. She was ice cold and unresponsive, so my husband and I took her to a place where magic beings live, where the elder healed her head, and told us that it would be best for everyone if we kept Elsa's power a secret. Even from Anna. So he modified her memories so that she forgot about the magic, but remembered the fun. He said that the head was easy, but if it was her heart, it would be very bad."

"Okay. But what happened today to cause this?" he asked.

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"Almost…there…and…Got it! Ha ha." Said Anna Triumphantly as she stood back and marveled at her hard work. "Best present, Ever." She laughed as her bedroom door opened admitting her mother.

"Anna, it's time for the birthday party, are you ready?" as she spoke she could hear scrambling and when she'd entered the room she surveyed its state. Frankly it was a disaster. Toys, and boxes all around. Scraps of paper and ribbon strung all over the floor, some of it still fluttering through the air as if something had been moving quickly. Then she saw her daughter in the middle of it all, sitting on her knees in the middle of the floor. She was staring up at her with a look of either pure innocence or pure guilt depending on how you looked at it.

"Yes mom. I'm ready. Is it time? Let's go. Right now. Yep, let's go on down to the party he he he." She said quickly, not bothering to move or to remove either hand from behind her back. The queen looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Ooookayyy.." she said before slowly turning and leaving the room, the redhead following behind her with her 'Secret' present.

Of course a royal birthday was always a big to do. Though this one was more subdued, due to the king being away on business and what not. Though there were still several people there. Mostly the queen's handmaidens and friends, and their children of course. A few of the wives of other heads of state. No more than thirty or so people all together. Of course this was 29 to many for the liking of the birthday girl. What if something happened? What if she had another accident? The queen was the only one present who knows about her secret. The little girl pulled her gloves tight one last time and repeated her mantra.

"Conceal, don't feel. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know." She took a deep breath and opened the doors.

" Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you.." the people sang as she entered. She smiled timidly as they all cast their attention on her. Luckily none of them noticed her one hand clenched tightly behind her back and the condensing frost creeping up her glove as they finished. She had begged the queen to let her skip the dinner, and she finally agreed. The queen told the party that she wasn't feeling well, but would try to make it for the cake and the gifts. So after she blew out the candles on the cake, they began to shower her with gifts. She haphazardly ripped into the wrappings. To the untrained eye she was merely being a kid, but if anyone were to touch her foot under the table, they'd realize that shed coated the entire leg in a sheet of ice, and with her attention divided between controlling the ice, and opening presents. The present opening was the loser. Eventually she made it through all of them, and managed to convey the proper thank you's to everyone. Then soon all the adults began milling about and engaging each other in conversation, and the other children had made off into other parts of the castle for games unknown. Elsa decided it was time to make her retreat. So she quietly slipped out a side door and made for her bedroom. Only for the door she'd just exited to open before she'd taken 2 steps.

"Wait. Elsa." She stopped and turned around slowly to see who it was.

"Anna? What is it?" she asked

"I…Uh…I got something for you." She said shyly, holding something behind her back.

"Oh Anna, you didn't have to do that"

"Well, I hardly see you anymore, and it's not every day your big sister turns eleven." She held out the thing she'd been holding. It was a small rectangular package with the strangest wrapping job she'd ever seen. There were bows and glitter and stickers and various patterns of paper all over it. Obviously she'd spent some time on it, but it still looked like she'd rolled it in glue and dumped a bucket of decorations on it, but Elsa didn't care. She took it from her sister and examined it further with a sad smile.

"Thank you Anna, but why didn't you give it to me earlier at the party?" she asked curiously as she began to open it carefully.

"Well…when everyone else, besides mom and dad, gives us gifts, it's as much for them as it is us. But this one is just for me and you, not for them." She reasoned as Elsa lifted the lid off the box. What was inside it was something she recognized, something she knew that her sister treasured, and wouldn't just give away lightly.

"Anna, this is…"

"I know. I want you to have it."

"But it's your favorite. You never let anyone else play with it."

"Well I'm giving you permission, so that when I'm not allowed to play with you, you'll always have Mr. Piffles there to keep you company."

"Anna." She sobbed as she pulled her sister in for a hug. The redhead was surprised for a moment before her face softened and she hugged her sister back.

"I miss you Elsa." She sobbed mutely into Elsa's shoulder.

"I miss you too." Elsa cried as the floodgates opened, and the two sisters continued hugging one another, crying their eyes out.

"Maybe, later we c..could g.g.g..go build…a….snow…" she stuttered and trailed off before going limp.

"Anna?...Anna?!...Anna!" the blonde slowly pulled her sisters limp form away from her and shook her, but the redhead's eyes were shut and she didn't respond. During the gentile shaking, her head lolled back and she expelled a long breath, but in that breath was an icy mist that flew out and a small spark of magic. Elsa gasped and only then noticed that her forearms were completely covered in ice, as was the back of her sister's clothes. It had happened. She'd done it again. Then she did the only thing she could think of… She screamed.

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Author's Note

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Well, there's chapter two. I think I've progressed far enough ahead to not need to add anything this far back. Judging from how many fav's and alerts I got from this story, I'm guessing you guys liked it. Not too many reviews on the question I asked, but I think I may just play that particular problem by ear. I just realized that this one ended on quite a cliffie. Sorry about that. I've got the next few written already, and will post when I get further ahead. I've been sick the last few days, which isn't fun, but I do have time to write, so there's that. Some of the things I've written may be kind of out there due to medication, but hey, that's entertainment.

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