Chapter 8 : The Lake Loe
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Harry swung his right leg over his Firebolt. He recalled the warmth of Ginny's body when he had held her tight last time at the Quidditch pitch, gripped the handle tightly and kicked hard off the ground. He could see the shimmering surface of the Black Lake below soon after he soared up to the air. They kept travelling to the south, sometimes flying with sea birds and big raven-like birds with red beaks. They descended, avoiding the clouds above, Harry was grateful for the set of thick Auror robes that kept him warm in the cold air. Finally they landed on the ground on the Isle of Man.
"This is the land of Fionn MacCumhaill," said Seamus.
"Who?" asked Ron.
"Fionn MacCoul! He was an Irish warrior who served ancient High King Airt McCormac," said Seamus.
"Was he a great wizard?" asked Harry.
"Yes, he was. But he was a half-giant. According to a folk tale, he ate the mythical Salmon of Knowledge which gave him the power to cure any diseases after he cooked the salmon, licked his thumb and swallowed some of the salmon's skin."
"Oh," said Harry and Ron.
"They say giants still live here," added Seamus.
"What?" Harry and Ron said together again.
"Finnegan is right. Be careful," said another wizard who they didn't know.
"Who are they?" Ron asked Dean nodding towards the other wizards.
"They are Unspeakables," answered Dean.
One of the Unspeakables opened his mouth,
"They are coming, we mustn't be seen," he cast a charm to disguise them.
Harry and the other wizards did likewise. Soon they heard a lumbering sound.
Two giants walked by dragging sheep. Their footsteps made the ground quake. The wizards held their breath and waited by the big rock until the sound faded away.
"Bloody hell, giants! They are twice as big as Hagrid!" said Ron.
"Yeah, they are even bigger than Grawp," said Harry.
"The Portkey that will carry you to the Druidic lands is over there," pointed one of the Unspeakables.
"We can't apparate in to the Druidic lands without his permission," said Williamson.
"Whose permission do we need?" Ron asked.
"Owen Cadwagan. I reckon the culprits could have his permission to apparate. But we can't get his permission. So we use a Portkey. He allows only wizards and witches of his people and their acquaintances and friends to use the Portkey. So this time Finnegan joined us. His father is a friend of Owen Cadwagan," said Dawlish.
They went across the wooded valley to the bottom hollow. One of the Unspeakables chanted the incantation and activated the Portkey, which was a shabby boot. The boot glowed bright blue and all of them touched it. They were pulled into nothingness, spinning uncontrollably away from the Isle of Man. Seconds later their feet slammed on to the hard ground in another wooded valley. Harry stumbled over a stone.
"Welcome to my homeland," said Seamus. He held out his hand to Harry and helped him to stand up.
Harry looked around. He understood the reason why the Irish Quidditch team color was green. The beaming lights from the sky threw the different color of green shades all over the hills and highlands. It took Harry's breath away to see the beauty of the various shades of green.
"We say emerald green," Seamus grinned at Harry.
"If Ginny was here, she would say it's like your eyes," chuckled Dean looking at Harry.
"When did you become a poet?" Seamus said to Dean.
Harry thought of Ginny: She was also in the same land where Harry was standing. He hoped Ginny was not being mentally or physically tortured.
"Well, where shall we start?" said Williamson.
"Let's go to the pub to get the information we need to enter the castle of Cadwagan," said Dawlish.
"I got it. Lead on, Finnegan," said Williamson.
"Yes, sir," said Seamus.
They walked up the wooded hill and went into the town. They changed the color of their Auror robes from the normal dark red to black so as not to be noticed. Seamus led them to the pub 'The Mermaid' whose entrance was not wide but once they entered, they heard cheerful conversation and rousing music. Seamus ordered stout for everyone and talked to the witch who brought eight bottles of strong dark beer.
"Did you know when the gate of the castle was open?"
"No, I don't remember, but my brother Liam delivered stout to the castle, he knows when. Liam, come here!" the ruddy faced witch called her brother.
The black-haired Liam wiped his wet hands on his apron and came to the table they were sitting at.
"Cara, don't shout. Your voice is too loud. If you don't behave, you will be a maiden forever."
"Oh, shut it! These blokes want to know when the gate of the castle was open."
Liam squinted at Harry and said,
"Have we met before? I think I know you."
"Of course, he is ..," Seamus was stopped by Williamson who grabbed his arm and said,
"No, we've never met you. This is our first trip. Is the castle open for tourists? We would like to visit the most famous magical castle in your country."
"We call it Dún Libhse Castle, Muggles call it Dunluce Castle, they can only see the ruins but for us, it's the most magnificent castle near the beautiful Causeway Coast. Cadwagan's daughter, princess Dara always goes to the coast in the morning, so you can enter the gate in the morning with her feather."
"Her feather? Is she a Veela?" asked Dawlish. The heather reminded him of the bird-like magical creatures.
"What is Veela?" Liam asked.
Ron swallowed hard hearing the word 'Veela', and he explained, "They are the most beautiful magical creatures. They are usually beautiful women but when they got angry, they turned to bird-like monsters"
Harry remembered when he and Ron had seen Veelas at the Quidditch World Cup in their fourth year. He had been so enchanted by the Veelas, that Hermione had barely been able to stop him jumping from the high stand to the ground in excitement.
Liam shook his head and said,"Oh, she's not a kind of Veela at all. They say she has magical ability we don't have. She may collect various kinds of feathers or make them, I don't know how she creates those feathers but you can't enter the castle without her feather." said Liam.
"Do you have her feather?" said Williamson.
"Yes, I do. But I can't lend it to you, sorry,"
"How can we get her feather?" said Dawlish.
"Her feather is a key to enter the castle. Mostly Cadwagan gives her feather to the head of an Irish Wizarding family. Only the head is allowed to have the right to enter the castle. Your father has it, perhaps, Mr. eh,?" Liam asked Seamus.
"Finnegan. My father is a Muggle, so we don't have the feather, my grandfather might have had it, but he died two years ago. I heard my mother had visited there when she was a child," said Finnegan.
"We don't have much time to wait. We will only stay a few days. Do you know if there are other ways to get her feather?" Williamson asked.
Liam shrugged and said,
"Well, go to the Causeway Coast tomorrow morning. Princess Dara loves to talk with sea birds. If she likes you, she will give you her feather."
They set up the tent near the Causeway Coast. Most of them fell asleep soon after drinking bottles of strong dark beer, but Harry couldn't sleep at all for worrying about Ginny. He imagined the worst. Harry couldn't stand the thought of Rodolphus torturing Ginny or even touching her, he thought he would cast the Killing Curse against Rodolphus if he touched her. Harry gripped his wand, went out of the tent and walked to the seashore. He sat down on the basalt rock and took out the portrait of Sir Cadogan from his moleskin pouch. greeted Harry.
"Sir Cadogan, did you get any message from Madam Cliodna?"
"High Queen Cliodna sent you a message, Harry Potter."
"What did she say?"
"You need to master wandless magic before you enter the castle. They will take away your wand. You must fight with them without your wand. Your girlfriend is safe with Dara. Owen will not allow them to treat her badly," Sir Cadogan saluted Harry.
Harry felt a little relieved but he was not convinced that Ginny was not suffering mental agony. She had been abducted after the victory of her first match and she had practiced hard for weeks to show her talent to Gwenog Jones. It was her chance to be selected as a Chaser for Holyhead Harpies.
"Well, I don't know how to master wandless magic, besides we have no time. I want to rescue her now! Why doesn't Cadwagan release Ginny? He has a daughter himself!"
"High Queen Cliodna said she would help you to do your wandless magic."
"She will help me to do wandless magic?" Harry was stunned.
"Yes, she will."
"How will she help me?"
"Go to the Druidic monument behind the castle at midnight. She can open the veil only at midnight. Your godfather will guide you."
"Do you mean I will meet Sirius?"
"He is dead. You can't meet him. But he will guide you to the place."
Harry couldn't understand how it would be possible for Sirius to guide him, but he said,
"OK. I'll go to the monument after I have left a message for Ron."
He went back to the tent and wrote a note on a piece of parchment and put it on top of Ron's folded robes. He heard Ron snoring. He left quietly so as not to wake up Ron and the other wizards but someone touched his back. Harry turned around to see Dean standing there.
"Harry, where are you going at this time of night?"
"Eh, I need to practice wandless magic."
"Are you mental? It's too dangerous to wander around alone in this land. We haven't caught all the remaining Death Eaters yet. I'll go with you," said Dean.
"OK. Come with me," Harry answered.
They walked across the plateau near the shore toward the castle. The castle was standing on a sheer cliff. Dean looked up at the castle and said,
"Harry, I am very sorry that Ginny was abducted. I'm anxious about Ginny's safety too, you know."
Harry remembered that Dean was Ginny's ex-boyfriend and said,
"Yeah, I know."
"How will we climb the cliff? With bare hands?"
"No, let's use our brooms."
They took out their brooms and enlarged them. They mounted their brooms and soared up into the sky, landing soon after, on the ground by the castle. They shrank their brooms, and shoved them into the pockets of their Auror robes. Harry stared at the windows of the castle.
"How do we get in?" said Dean.
"We can't enter the gate without the feather. You heard that at the pub. We won't enter the castle yet. We must find the Druidic monument," said Harry and he began to walk around the castle. There he found a tall monument decorated with Celtic spirals. It had a small door. He tried to open it but the door was locked. He took out his phoenix feather wand,
"Alohomora." He heard a clicking sound, the door opened. They entered the monument, bending their backs cautiously so as not to bump the low ceiling. Harry was stunned to see a maze in front of them.
"Merlin's beard, which way should we go?" said Dean.
"Dunno," mumbled Harry but suddenly he felt as if someone was standing behind him. He turned around, but couldn't see anybody. Then he heard the voice in his head; The same familiar voice he had dreamed of several times before.
"Harry, tell your friend to wait at the entrance and you turn to the left," Sirius spoke to Harry in his head.
"Sirius, I want to see you, please." Harry begged.
"No, you can't see me. Just feel it. I'll guide you to the forest."
"Harry, who are you talking with?" asked Dean.
"Dean, believe me. I must go alone. Wait at the entrance." said Harry.
"No, you can't. What if there are Death Eaters waiting for you?"
"Trust me. I will come back. If I don't get back before sunrise, send a Patronus to the others."
Dean tried to protest more but he understood Harry's determined look, and said,
"OK. Be careful, Harry. I'll wait here."
"Turn to the right and go straight ahead," Sirius guided him.
"Sirius, I miss you. I feel responsible for the way you died. I'm sorry."
"Harry, don't apologise. We met in the forest after you opened the first snitch you caught, and we fought with Voldemort together, you know? You were brave in the Forbidden Forest. I'm very proud of you. All right, turn left, go straight, and then turn right."
"Where am I going?"
"We're going to the legendary forest where Merlin was born."
"We're here," said Sirius.
When Harry came out of the monument, he was very surprised to see the forest in front of him. It looked similar to the Forbidden Forest.
"Where am I? Am I still in Ireland?"
"No, you aren't. You have come back to England."
"You are now in what the druids call Kernow. You probably know it as Cornwall."
"Why did I come back to England? Can I go back to the monument?"
"Don't worry. They are twin monuments like twin Vanishing Cabinets."
Harry looked back at the monument. It was just the same as the one he and Dean had entered earlier. Harry blinked and looked at it again.
"Now go into the forest. Time flies like a centaur's arrow, Harry." whispered Sirius.
Harry nodded and went into the forest deeper and deeper. He saw fantastic sights: fairies were fluttering their light wings in the air and pure white horned horses and a silver foal were grazing on the clover. Harry cast a concealment Charm upon himself. He was careful not to scare the unicorns and walked past cautiously.
"Keep going, Harry," the voice of Sirius told him.
"Where are we going?"
"Our last destination is the legendary lake, Loe Pool."
"Muggles see it as a pool. But we call it the Lake Loe. It is far bigger than a pool. Here we are."
Now Harry was standing in front of the mystic lake. The surface of the lake was shimmering, bathed in moonlight.
"Strip yourself." said Sirius.
"Jump naked into Lake Loe. The magical power of the Lake where Merlin was born will give you more magical energy to do your wandless magic. I'm watching over you, nobody will attack you. Nobody is watching you."
"But you…." Harry wondered if Sirius could see him.
"Harry, I am your godfather. Why are you feeling embarrassed?" Sirius chuckled.
"Well, why do I have to be naked?"
"To let the magical power charge into your body, it's necessary for you to perform wandless magic. Only Druidess and chieftain can open the twin monuments," Sirius's voice was kind like Harry's father.
Harry looked around at the surrounding trees to see nobody who was going to attack him and said,
"OK," Harry made up his mind and took off his Auror robes. He began to remove his grey T-shirt and jeans. He placed his moleskin pouch, his phoenix feather wand and the oak substitute wand on the top of his clothes. He took a step closer to the lake.
"Oh, Harry, you are exactly like James in build. Your Auror training has built you up well." Sirius seemed to be happy.
Harry's bare feet touched the water of the lake. The water was not cold, it was rather warm.
"How deep do I have to go?"
"Get in up to your shoulders."
When Harry was in the water he looked around the surrounding trees. He remembered the dream the other night: He was naked in the water listening to his mother's lullaby.
He felt an inner magical power charge all through his body. Then Sirius spoke to him again,
"You can feel it. It's time to get out of the lake. Put your clothes on. I think you can do your magic."
Harry put on his clothes and glanced at the surrounding trees again.
"Harry, he is coming. Prepare yourself without using your wand."
"Who is coming?"
"A werewolf. He has just attacked an innocent child. Feel your anger, Harry. Punish him. Stun him without using your wand, but now put on your Invisibility Cloak," whispered Sirius in his head.
The moon appeared from a break in the gathering clouds. Harry could smell a disgusting mixture of dirt, sweat and blood. When Harry saw the werewolf licking his lips, he felt wrath fill his body. He penetrated the mind of the werewolf, and could see the moment when the innocent child was attacked: He was running deep into the forest. But the brutal werewolf wouldn't let him go. His fear showed on the boy's innocent face. The filthy werewolf sprang at him. The boy's scream echoed through the forest…. Harry pulled on his Invisibility Cloak and took out his substitute wand, an oak stick. Even without his phoenix feather wand, he felt no fear and cast a nonverbal charm,
The spell hit the werewolf, and he fell down on the ground. Immediately Harry cast another spell,
"Petrificus Totalus!" The werewolf's arms snapped to his sides, his legs pulled together and he became stiff as a board.
Harry threw one more spell upon the werewolf swishing his substitute wand,
"Incarcerous," the ropes were produced from his oak stick even without a magical core.
Harry stared at his oak stick and came to his senses.
"Was it a dream? Did I do wandless magic?" Harry asked himself.
"It was not a dream. You did it, Harry. Now you can channel magical energy to do wandless magic. This magical place helped you to do wandless magic, your father's Invisibility Cloak made your head clear to do this, but next time you will be able to do wandless magic without your substitute wand. Remember how your inner power grew when you felt wrath against Dark wizards. Now send your Patronus to Gawain. They will drag the werewolf to the place where he should be," said Sirius.
"So will we go back?"
"Yes, but before going back, put the sword in the lake."
"Why? Without the sword I can't retrieve Ginny, Cliodna told me."
"Harry, the sword of Gryffindor will come to you anytime you wish. If you leave it in the lake, it will absorb more magical energy."
"How will I get it back again?"
"Ask your tree. The morning is coming. I must leave. Throw the sword into the lake and go into the monument, Harry."
Harry took out the sword of Godric Gryffindor and threw the great silver cross with glittering rubies in its hilt into the middle of the lake. It sank to the bottom. Harry watched the sword sink and ran into the monument.
"I'm still here. I'll guide you back to the monument where your friend is waiting."
Harry went back to the monument by the castle.
"Sirius, what do you mean, ask my tree?" Harry talked to Sirius in his mind.
"Your tree is not oak. Your tree is.. Harry, the sun is rising, see you again."
Then Sirius was not there anymore. Harry regretted that he had left the sword in Lake Loe.
"Harry, I was about to make a Patronus to send a message to rescue you," said Dean.
"Thank you for waiting, Dean."
"Well, how was your practice? Did you do wandless magic?"
"Really? Oh, Merlin, can you really? Do something."
Harry was not convinced that he would be able to do wandless magic without his wand, but he took out the oak stick and cast a nonverbal incantation. Soon his oak stick conjured his Patronus, and he sent a message through his silvery stag to Roberds to instructing the other Aurors to capture the werewolf Harry had beaten by the Lake Loe.
"Wow, Harry, you did it. Brilliant! You will be a great wizard like Dumbledore," said Dean.
"What wood is your substitute wand made of, Dean?"
"It's same as yours, oak. Ollivander told me it was easy to find oak in the forest,"
Harry wondered if Ollivander gave most of the trainees oak wands and remembered Sirius' words ,"Your tree is not oak."
When they arrived back at the tent the other wizards began to stir and Ron woke up,
"Morning, mate. Two of you are already wearing your robes,"
"Good morning Ron, do you have something to keep us awake? We have been up all night. " said Dean.
"Why didn't you sleep?"
"We were patrolling around the tent," yawned Dean.
Harry was still feeling the magical energy through his body after visiting Lake Loe but he thought he needed some awakening potion in order to be alert and prepare for the next move.
"Yeah, we need an awakening potion. Do you have one?"
"No, I don't. Oi, Seamus, wake up,"
Seamus rubbed his eyes and sat up,
"What do you want?"
"Dean and Harry stayed up all through the night, so they need an awakening potion. Do you have it?"
"Yeah. Wait a sec," Seamus pulled on his Auror robes and fumbled around inside his pocket of robes.
He took out the bottle and handed it to Harry saying,
"Two tea spoons."
Harry tried to cast wandless magic again. This time he didn't use his substitute wand, he closed his eyes and imagined he was gripping his wand and chanted the spell in his head,
"Accio tea spoon." Soon a tea spoon hurtled into his hands.
"Merlin's beard, you did wandless magic, and you did nonverbal magic, too," said Ron looking stunned.
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A toad-like witch put the photograph of Harry clad in dark red Auror robes from the Daily Prophet front page in the container which emitted smoke. She cast magic on it and smirked. She hated him. Harry Potter was too stubborn to admit he was weak. She couldn't acknowledge Dark Lord's defeat. It was utterly ridiculous. The strongest wizard in history was beaten by a teenage boy. The boy had been hunting the remaining Death Eaters and Dark Lord's followers as if he posed a national hero. She must distruct the boy.
"Soon he'll be yours, Rodolphus," said Umbridge glancing back.
She couldn't guess what the thickset wizard was thinking, he just took a step closer to the spot where she was sitting and he seemed to look at the container with a blank stare but he didn't say a word at all, which made her shiver with horror. His silent loathing frightened her. He had his own reason to revenge on Harry Potter.
Harry took out a two-way mirror again tapped it with his wand, Ron appeared,
“Ron, please tell other Aurors to check the gate while we flew away. And if you see a big raven flying from the castle, she might be an Animagus form, a daughter of Druid so watch.”
“OK. We’ll cover you. See you in the Isle of Mann.”
Just then Ginny came out of the bathroom. She had already changed her clothes to her Quidditch robes.
Harry pulled Ginny on to his Firebolt behind him and said,
“Ginny, are you ready?”
“Yeah, I’m ready. It’s exciting to fly with you on your Firebolt!” she whispered near his ear holding Harry tightly from behind.
Harry felt swooping sensation around his abdominal region when he felt her breath under his ear and a touch of her body against his back. He cleared his throat and said,
“Eh..well, off we go. Bend your body forwards.”
Harry bent his body forwards not to bump against a window sash, kicked the floor and flew out of the window. He didn’t notice someone was watching their departure from the other window. He was only thinking to be away from the castle as quick as he could. He took out his phoenix feather wand and held it flat in his hand and said,
“Point me,” the wand spun around once, pointed towards his right showing north, he swerved to the southeast. He glanced back down towards the plateau where other Aurors and Unspeakables had camped. The sky turned to grey, it began to rain. Rain drops beaten his glasses so he casted waterproof charm upon his glasses. Rolls of thunder were heard in the distance. The rain came pouring down. As he flew further away from the coast, it was raining harder. It took more time than Harry had expected to see an outline of the Isle of Mann below. Then Ginny gasped and said,
“Harry, look,” pointing at the spot below.
Harry squinted at the pack of masked wizards down below. They shot stunning spells at two of them above, he barely ducked them casting Shield Charm upon Ginny. Harry counted. They were more than four or five. Harry regretted that they had left the castle when he saw six hooded Death Eaters chasing them. He sped up, ascended in the air. The black clouds were covering above them. He thought it would be more dangerous to keep ascending into the black clouds, but he couldn’t think of any ideas. He was very afraid of Ginny’s being hit by more spells from Death Eaters. He burst into the black clouds. They flinched at the flash of lightning in front of them. If they continued to fly in the black clouds, their lives would be in peril.
“Ginny, what shall we do?” Harry shouted at Ginny being at a loss.
“Get out of here. I am sharing your fate. If I die now, I will never regret, at least I am with you now.” Ginny shouted back behind Harry in the heavy rain and the wind.
Harry determined the course to keep flying and descended the black clouds flinching at the thunder. He casted Disillusionment Charm upon himself and he casted it upon Ginny, too. Under the clouds it was raining hard, the storm raged over the waves which were running high. Harry tried to speed up in the heavy rain and swerved to tear themselves away from Death Eaters. Harry looked back and he relieved to see six Death Eaters fly away from them but he lost the direction. He couldn’t put the wand on his palm to be sure which way was southeast, for he was afraid of losing his wand in the heavy storm.
“Harry, look at that isle!” Ginny shouted soaked to the skin,and she pointed at below.
Harry squinted at the isle. It was a small isle but it was enough for them to take a rest to avoid their flight disaster. Harry descended down in the air carefully glancing around, making sure that no Death Eater was chasing them, and they landed on the hard ground. They were drenched to the skin. They needed a shelter from the storm. It was getting very dark.
“Lumos.” Harry ignited his wand.
There were no sign of living of human beings. They walked and walked deeper in the forest and finally found a hollow of the big tree in the forest. They entered the massive trunk to keep away from the rain and the wind. Ginny began to collect twigs inside the trunk and piled them. Harry tapped the mirror and called Ron. Ron appeared in the palm-top mirror.
“Ron, where are you now?”
“We’re still near the castle in the tent. We had checked the castle and the gate, but no one appeared nor a big raven. But a few albatross were flying. Unspeakables said they flew when the heavy storm was coming. So we decided to stay one more night here. Have you reached to the Isle of Man? Please wait for us. We’ll fly there tomorrow morning after the storm,” said Ron.
“Ron, we were attacked by the masked wizards near the coast of the Isle of Man. I reckon they were remaining other Death Eaters.”
“Bloody hell, was it true?”
“Where were they from? We have seen no Death Eater leaving. ”
“Where are you now?”
“I don’t know but somewhere near Ireland, not in the Isle of Mann. It’s a very small isle.”
“OK. I’ll tell Williamson or Dawlish. Look out for Death Eaters.”
Soon Ron appeared again on the palm-top mirror and said,
“They say you must put some protective enchantments around the place where you are.”
Harry went out of the hollow and casted some protective enchantments. He was so exhausted after finishing protective enchantments around the hollow that he couldn’t have a confidence to do wandless magic so he swished his phoenix feather wand and chanted,
“Incendio,” soon the fire was produced.
He took off his dripping wet Auror robes. Ginny removed her sopping Quidditch robes,too. They squatted down and warmed themselves at a fire, but soon twigs were burned up then they collected twigs and piled them, Harry put on a fire again. They repeated the same working a few times, but at last there were no twig to be burned. Harry casted Warming Charm upon Ginny, he casted it on himself, but he noticed Ginny was still shivering with cold and suddenly remembered the story one of Aurors told the trainees about the way to survive in the forest. :
When you have to survive with your partner in the cold forest or highlands after heavy rain , the best way is to strip and hold with your arms around each other rather than to perform the warming charm, but if your partner is a female, you have to get her consent. It’s rather a Muggle way but it’s very effective.
Seamus used to laugh at the words saying he couldn’t hold a bloke naked each other he preferred to do with a girl. When Harry saw Ginny still shivering and putting her hands on her forehead, he determined and said,
“Ginny take off your clothes and come closer to me, you’ll have a fever like you did on our first aid training,” and he began to strip himself.
Ginny blushed at Harry’s removing his clothes but didn’t say any words. She seemed to understand what Harry intended to. She began to undress, too. Harry tried to keep away from looking at her but her feminine body line came into his view and he felt hot inside his body. When they wore only underwear he said taking off his glasses,
“Ginny, I can’t see you without my glasses, so eh, come closer.”
Ginny’s almost naked figure was a blur but he could feel her embarrassment. He made up his mind, pulled her towards his body and held her awkwardly. She also held Harry with her arms around and she snuggled her face against his chest. He felt her sigh on his chest, he felt something hot inside his abdominal region. They sat down together on the cold ground in the hollow. They sat still there feeling the warmth of the body each other for a while then Ginny gasped, shifted her head and said,
“Oh, Harry, how did you get so many scars?”
Harry regretted he forgot to do Disillusionment charm upon his body which had so many cursed scars, resigned to tell a lie and said,
“Well, last year I had to face Voldemort, other Death Eaters, you know?”
“Oh, I see..but you have a bigger lightning scar on your left side. Does it mean you got another killing curse?”
“Yes, I did.”
They were listening to the sound of the heavy rain outside for a while. They could hear the sound of heartbeats each other. The silence passed. Ginny touched his big lightning scar on his chest with her hand and she kissed him ardently. He kissed her back and they lay down on the ground. Ginny’s lips moved from his face down to his neck and to his lips again. Harry smoothed her hair which was fragrant with flowers feeling her soft skin brushing against his and sighed and they snuggled up closer, fell asleep feeling the warmth of their bodies each other.
How many hours passed, Harry couldn't remember. He had a weird dream dozing off: He heard the familiar voice.
“You are sleeping in a hollow of your tree with your girlfriend. Harry, you have already known your tree. You should better make your wand with this. Your true tree will make you do another magic.” Sirius whispered in his head.
Harry now could see Sirius’s figure which was leaving him in his dream and shouted,
“Sirius, wait! I want to talk with you more.”
But Sirius in his dream vanished. Then Harry heard the twittering sound of birds outside the hollow. He fumbled around his glasses and put it on and startled. Ginny with only her knickers were snuggling against his body. She was so beautiful and looked vulnerable. The feeling that he wanted to protect her from any harm, sprang up in his heart. He kissed her cheek gently barely controlling his desire to see her naked body more and touch her, trying not to wake her up and summoned her dried Quidditch robes without using his wand and covered it over her body, he stood up. He put on his clothes and his Auror robes, he went out of the hollow and looked up at the branches hung down close to him, he broke off a twig and he took out his knife given at the lecture of Auror Headquarters, began to scrape the bark and chisel the wood. He remembered the name of the tree. It was cypress tree. He thought he needed a magical core, but what about performing wandless magic with this new substitute wand? He closed his eyes and concentrated and tried to do Animagi swishing his new substitute wand. Then he was shocked. He was not a stag. He changed himself into a big raven as the same as the one of a daughter of Druid. A big raven, whose legs were red, Harry hopped back into the hollow to make sure Ginny was still sleeping. She was sleeping there, so he hopped out of the hollow and he soared up into the sky. The autumn sea breeze grazed past his cheeks, he circled over the small isle and back to the seashore and landed on the land without noticing another big raven chasing him. He finished his magic and went back to the hollow. Ginny was standing clad in her Quidditch robes in front of the hollow holding his Firebolt in her hand. She looked anxious but her face turned to a relived look soon after she noticed Harry approaching her.
“Harry, where were you?”
“I was patrolling around here. Shall we leave?”
“Yes. Let’s go.”
They walked out of the forest. Harry took out his phoenix feather wand and made sure the direction. When he tried to pull Ginny on to his Firebolt, a female voice halted him.
“Harry Potter, you survived the storm last night. I was very impressed.”
It was Dara. She was with her father, Owen Cadwagan.
Harry took out his phoenix feather wand and handed it to Ginny stealthily, he whispered,
“Use my wand to protect you and fly to the south, the Isle of Man by Firebolt and contact with Ron and other wizards. No denying, Ginny, we had no time.”
Ginny seemed to understand, she moved fast, just then Harry casted nonverbal wandless stunning charm upon Dara and Cadwagan. They were a little late to notice Harry’s intention. They fell down on the seashore. Harry closed his eyes and did Animagi without a wand, he transformed into a big raven and flew away, but Dara stood up and she transformed into a big raven, too. She soared up high and caught up with him. Harry tried to fly the other direction, the opposite side of Ginny. He understood which way was to the north following his Animagus instinct. He kept on flying to the north, Dara was following after him, and he noticed a big albatross chasing him, too. He was sure it was Cadwagan, who transformed into a big albatross, who had informed remaining Death Eaters that Harry and Ginny were flying to the Isle of Man. Then Dara made a twittering sound, soon other real big ravens gathered around them, they encircled Harry and forced him to fly back to the Giant's Causeway. Harry was compelled to land on the seashore. While Harry was watching for a chance to soar up in the sky, a big albatross landed on the shore, Cadwagan turned into himself. The warlock conjured a cage, he grabbed Harry, a big raven, and he put Harry into the cage. Dara soon changed into her original figure and conjured a vial and forced Harry to drink it.
“Don’t be afraid, Harry Potter, it will make you relax,” she whispered.
Harry protested but he was forced to gulp it down. Soon he passed out.
Author’s note: Thank you for reading my fan fiction. Any kind honest reviews welcome!
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