DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of its characters. I also do not make any money from this.
WARNINGS: Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female) adult topics, swearing, sexual scenes and violence.
This has not been Beta'd.
PAIRINGS: Ron x Hermione
'text' is thought
"text" talking
Hidden Element
Chapter 9: Nature
Elementals:
Ice – [Name]
Fire – [Name]
Earth – Blaise Zabini
Nature – [Name]
Light – [Name]
The Forgotten:
[Element] – [Name]
[Element] – [Name]
[Element] – [Name]
[Element] - [Name]
[Element] - [Name]
"Welcome to Easter Island, this is where I work and live. I live in the main town, Hanga Roa due to its location and harbor basis. You know, pick up an artifact and ship it off stuff. It's only a few minutes drive from the village to the outskirts of the islands, which is handy for work. We've just restored another village, but I don't know... it's between a volcano and a sheer mountain drop, so I won't be living there soon," Blaise sniggered as they landed in the alley of a super market. The village was filled with small markets and fisheries piled upon the harbour. It was not busy per say, but the workforce crowded the streets in a way the passers by never did.
He led them through winding sandy paths, the small houses more and more dispersed as they walked up a gently sloping hill. The other residences finally trailed to an end leaving one house to standing alone halfway up the hill facing the ocean. There wasn't anything unique about the house. In fact, it looked more worn down than the others. However, what made this house stand out were the flowers twining around the walls and the exotic garden. Herbs and fruit trees littered the area. It was quite a sight to behold. One had to remember though, that his wife Nature probably had a hand in creating this garden.
At the shocked look on their faces, Blaise couldn't help but grin. They hadn't picked the best or most expensive house, but damn did Cho know how to spruce a house up. His grin mellowed to a soft smile as he thought of the black head. Theirs had been a rocky road, but one that had worked out to their advantage in the end. He felt a sudden pang of regret as they reached the door.
He would give anything to stop her from becoming part of war, yet knew that she would be putty in their hands as soon as she laid eyes on them. She was, after all, devoted to the light and friend and ally to Harry Potter.
Opening the heavy wooden door slowly, he was suddenly tackled by a sobbing female, hands instantly around his neck and tears falling down the side of his collar bone. She was at just the right height to rest her check against the dent where neck met shoulder. He embraced her tightly, not caring if the others were standing just outside the door. He combed fingers through her hair as she seemed to calm and collect her bearings before lifting her face and giving him a big smile.
"You made it." Harry couldn't help but gasp at the familiar voice. Although she hadn't been his biggest love, the crush he'd had on her had had a major impact on him.
"Cho?" He asked in confusion. She removed herself from Blaise's arms and dared a look behind his broad back.
"Harry? Hermoine, Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna too? You must be the new Order then. Please come in." They trudged in slowly, almost not believing that they had found Cho Chang here of all places, with Blaise Zabini. At the same time, it was an incredible feeling to see a friend that hadn't been in contact for some time.
Her smile had not changed much, yet the direction of said smile had changed had done a complete 180. Her hair was more dark brown than black, reached just past her hips and was littered with thousands of tiny flowers. What had changed drastically, however, were the colour of her eyes. Where they were once hazel, had now been painted a dark green.
The house was modest and humble, cosy, yet slightly shabby. He had never pictured her in this sort of home, yet then again, Harry had to remind himself that he had never really know her all that well.
"Please, have a seat. We have some business to discuss," She said with a smile. Instead of sofas, Blaise and Cho led them to a living room where bean bags were the choice of seating. "It would have been nice to meet you all in different circumstances, but I'm sure your lives have been hectic, and still are."
"It's so nice to see you again, Cho! It's been a while." Luna grinned, an expression which Cho returned.
"It has, hasn't it? I think the last time we properly spoke to each other was, what? The DA? Oh, I remember those days. Blaise tells me he told you a bit about our histories, but I'd like to fill you in on what he missed. I've known for quite some time that I was slightly different to others as my powers kicked in early. However, it wasn't until Dumbledore found out and trained me that I was able to completely synchronise with it. When Dumbledore died, I finally decided I'd meet the one who would know where I was.
"Of course, we were told that we were only to go to each other when it was strictly emergency, but then again, Blaise had the same idea. He wanted to know all about me so that he would know what my messages would mean, if I was in trouble or not. You see, Dumbledore gave us phones to use." She couldn't help but smirk at the shocked faces of the new order before her.
"We never saw each other, but we kept in touch that way. Of course, merely at a glance we worked out who some of the others were, but it was taboo to confront them about it, so we went on behaving as if we never knew."
"So you're telling me that you know who the others are, but can't tell us?" Ron groaned in annoyance as he slid further down his bean bag. "It won't surprise me if its Dumbledore's fault."
"It is," Blaise snorted, hand still firmly locked with Cho's.
"Hush you," Cho chastised, only to gain a stuck out tongue in return. "We cannot tell you directly, for we have all signed a vow not to tell. As for where they are now, not anyone knows where everyone is. We have a current system, still using the phones. Each person has two numbers on that phone. The number of the person who checks on them and the number of the person that you yourself are supposed to check with. As temporary leader, it all revolves around Blaise here. He starts the cycle.
"He calls the name on his phone, this being me, so there's actually no need. I in turn call my person to find out their situation. It goes through the cycle like Chinese whispers, until finally; the person checking on Blaise calls him or her and gives him the details of everyone. So, even if we could tell you who they all were, we couldn't tell you where."
"That just sounds complex," Neville sighed. Blaise raised an eyebrow at Cho, who gave a mischievous smirk in his direction. It looked like she was in a forest sprite mood today.
"When we first started to figure out who the others were, we weren't all too happy. For example, my wife here made it well known when she looked at me that she did not want any relations with a possible Death Eater or Slytherin." This gained a chuckle from the new Order, making Blaise roll his eyes. 'Of course it would'.
"Dumbledore started to realise that we were putting the pieces together, thus made us all sign a vow of silence so we could never intentionally give away complete details or an elementals name without their specific agreement to do so."
"We have you to thank for this mess?" Harry gaped, watching as Cho blushed a little and rubbed a hand behind her head.
"Sorry?" she stated bashfully, only earning a shake of the head from Blaise. "Well, anyway, we decided to meet and get it over with. Once we got talking, we became friends. At first, I think it was more Nature's attraction to the Earth that got me interested in him, but, unfortunately, I WAS nature, so admittedly I was having some denial issues at first. Because our powers worked well together, we chose a place in wizarding England where we could train together. That training led to a wedding one year later, and here we find ourselves after having moved to the muggle world, four years later."
"You had a question for my wife that I already know the answer to. Would you like to ask her anyway?" Blaise broke up the happy atmosphere. Cho pouted slightly to which Blaise only stared back defiantly. "As nice as this is Cho, we need to figure things out. As soon as you give them their answer, it could lead them closer to their goal."
"Right!" Hermoine finally seemed to find her voice, too caught up in the surreal moment. "Cho, we wanted to ask you if you would join our cause to fight against Voldemort's five?"
"Voldemort's five?" she sniggered. "Their actual name is so much cooler! The forgotten."
"How do you know this?" Ginny asked sharply.
"Some of us have come in contact with a few of them. Which means, the more of us you find, the more information you'll get on the enemy as well. We once had a visitor when we lived in Germany. Blaise was late coming home and there was this sudden storm outside, came out of nowhere. She was only young, didn't do much damage, but I got some information out of her before she escaped.
"Her name was Miya, and she controlled the wind. She was related to one of the elementals and was obviously a strong one as she kept threatening me with Carsly or something like that. Her hits didn't hurt much, she obviously just got her powers and was still evolving. By the time Blaise came back the house was no longer standing and we had to move away. We still don't know how they got our details, but they've never tried to attack us again."
"So, we know that the assumingly weakest one called Miya has the power of wind, and is related to one of the strongest. She wouldn't be threatening if it was the second or third weakest, so it's probably one of the top two, who is also a girl. Which I say now is unrelated to anything, just part of the information." This gained Hermione a few snickers and she had the grace to blush about it.
"Wait, you never answered our question Cho," Harry suddenly interrupted, slicing through the amusement. "Will you join us?" Cho looked at him in shock, blinking owlishly before smiling at him sadly.
"Harry James Potter, I'm disappointed that you don't already know the answer. What do you expect me to say? Was I or was I not part of Dumbledores Army? And am I or am I not, still, in a sense, part of that same army? Just because I couldn't participate in the war with Voldemort doesn't mean I've lost my sense of morale. You know that that was not my fault, and if it had been up to me, I would have been there without a moments thought."
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bothered to ask."
"By the way," Hermione started off with a whisper "I like what you did to Acacia Meadow." Cho smiled fondly.
"Found out about it, did you? Thank you, I have never felt so accomplished in my whole life as when we finally finished the place. Although we couldn't permanently stay there we do go in every so often to help and to teach. I feel like a mother every time I see them."
"Why did you leave your wand?" Neville's question snapped her out of her happy haze and she cocked her head to the side in amusement.
"We do not need them. It is true that leaving our wands there makes it easier to transport our energy to our targets, but the simple fact is, we do not use our wands, for our magic is essentially different. Although we could if we wanted to as we are still wizards and witches, we prefer to maintain the balance to our elements instead. We are our elements, it would thus be an insult to use a wand over the power that an element has bestowed upon us."
They believed whole heartily, and perhaps it was really true, that they were their elements in human flesh.
"And the clues you can give us?" Ginny asked excitedly. This whole elemental thing was interesting. She didn't know much about Cho, but she had gotten a feel of her personality during the DA. The personality she had on display now was different, though she had to remind herself that when she had gotten to know the girl, she was grieving for the loss of Cedric.
"You've hit the jack pot. The element you have now discovered is Fire."
"Yes!" Ron screamed, almost as if he had won an actual jackpot. "Fire's second strongest right? Oh yeah!"
"Do you think he knows that all we've won is a bunch of clues and not the actual person?" Harry whispered to the red head's sister, who was looking just as fired up as her brother.
"Right! What clue did we win?" Ginny joined in, earning a sigh from Harry and a giggle from Luna.
"Fire is a she. She went to Hogwarts with us, in the same year. You know her, but not too well. I'll say that she's not really your friend." Blaise sent her a sharp look, making Cho choose a different approach.
"Her fire leaks and begins to burn her skin, so she has a few burn marks, not clearly visible, across her skin. She is also known as the Hogwarts slut because of the way in which she had to get rid of the feeling. She will be difficult to convince. It will depend on the mood of her element and the way in which she is approached, so tread carefully."
AcadianProud: What I've tried to do is change paragraphs when a different person starts to speak, but if you say they are too long, then I will change them. Thank you for the help!