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Post by Eclipse on Mar 4, 2005 20:14:50 GMT -5
Harry Potter/X-Men. I know, I know. I need to stop coming up with random crossovers that nobody likes. But I happen to like writing them and hopefully some of you are readinging them. So, here's another crossover. It kinda came to me spur of the moment. I hope you guys like it. I'll be trying to update my other stories soon I'm just at a tad of a standstill. Sorry 'bout that for anyone reading those. Anyway, story gonna have some dark themes and very possibly slash but probably among the mutants not the HP characters. My computer is recovering from multiple crashes and I currently have lost Microsoft Word. In other words I'm a terrible speller and grammar"er" without a spellcheck. I'll do my best to edit this. Please read and REVIEW even if it's just to say how freakish and horrid this is; thanks.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hermione stared at herself in the mirror as her sister and brother looked on. She had changed alot over the summer; not the least of which was she spent a great deal of time training at her sister's school in America. Over the summer, Hermione had turned sixteen. Ever since she could remember Hermione had taken drugs to surpress her mutant power but it had been decided by her parents that suppression would be unwise forever and that once she had her fifteenth birthday she would be weened off the drugs. Hermione was now sixteen and had stopped taking the drugs a few months before. Her twin siblings Constantine and Artemis had been lucky in that their powers had been found early and so they had immediately been whisked away to one of the many hiden mutant boarding schools. Hermione rarely saw her older brother and sister except on holidays. This was the first summer that they had any real chance to do much of anything toghether and Artemis had insisted on changing Hermione's "Oh, I'm so innocent look at me" look into one more befiiting.
Artemis herself donned form fitting black jeans with red-fire patterns, a low-cut black tang top, and knee high boots. Her hair was dyed black with different colored highlights throughout (red, purple, blue, and green were prominent with a few bits of pink). She was never without multiple bangles and at least one necklace and choker. Constantine, although he didn't see why girls obsessed over looks so much, had long ago stopped struggling when Artemis sought to change whatever look he currently had. His most recent, the one he had been allowed to do almost without any interference from his twin, left him looking devilishly handsome. His peircing silver eyes were lined with eyeliner that drew attention to the feature with great success. Unlike his sisters Constantine kept the brown hair he was born with but kept it shoulder length with black tips. He generaly wore tight black shirts that no one ever saw because they were covered by his heavy trenchcoat. All in all the twins gave the appearance of mystery and allusivness. An appreance of which they both greatly aproved as it kept angry mutant haters away.
Although very timid at first Hermione had allowed her sister to give her a new look. Looking in the mirror she was very pleased she had. Her normally bushy hair had been straightened and was now full of red and black strrands with some brown remaining. Much to her ister's dissapointment Hermione refused to done all black clothing but wore dark faded blue jeans and a blood-red shirt that was only slightly revealing. Ron and Harry are never going to know what hit them.
"We should probably get going. No need to give mom and dad more stress by having to rush to King's Cross." Constantine went to grab his bags and start going downstairs only to shrug as the two girls glared at him. "You both look great and you'll both have guys druling for miles now will you stop staring at yourselves and get a move on?"
Even though they were muggles Constantine and Artemis would be joining Hermione at Hogwarts this year. The muggle world had gotton very anti-mutant of late and gone and passed laws that permitted civilians to attack mutants if they saw them for their "safety". Not to mention that almost all of the mutants that went to normal schools had no where to go as they had been refused admitance for the new term. Wanting to help their distant cousins and fearing too much research into mutant phenomenons would lead them to the wizarding world some of the magic schools had opened their doors to mutants and had even allowed their own proffessors to come and teach the students. Hermione was glad she would have her siblings and friends with her this term. Despite constant training her powers were still a little uncontollable and she would hate to start levitating Slytherins everytime they annoyed her. Not to mention it would be nice to actually spend time with her brother and sister as she so rarely saw them. Yes, Hermione was very excited for the start of the new school year.
Once on the platform the three Granger kids had split up so Hermione could find Harry and Ron and so Artemis and Constantine could locate some of their friends from school. Hermione had only just started to peer through the crowd of students when she spotted the familiar group of red-haired people with one raven haired boy. Since she was training Hermione hadn't been able to join Harry at the Burrow this summer and had missed both Ron and Harry terribly. She felt bad because she hadn't even been able to tell the boys what she was really doing over the summer. For her safety it had been decided that Hermione would not reveal that she was a mutant untill the school had gotton used to the idea that they were really at the school and that it wasn't just some Daily Prophet rumor. Hermione ran towards the group, dropped her luggage, and pounced on her two best friends.
"HARRY,RON! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH"
"H-h-er-mione, I c-can't b-breathe." Harry managed to choke out as he and Ron gently pryed her off of them.
"Bloody hell, Hermione! What happened to you?" Ron was openly gaping at her now and Harry looked as if he was trying not to poke her for authenticity.
"Well you see, my si ," Hermione began only to be cut off by an all to farmiliar drawl.
"My, my mudblood it looks as if you've finnally used some of that over-large brain and realized how idiotic you looked."
"Shut it ferret, if I cared what you thought I might have tutored you so you at least had some sort of intelligance."
"Is that so Granger, it just so happens I've been waiting to test a few new jinxes, and it's looking to me like little Ms. Mudblood would make a lovely test candidtate." Draco had just begun to raise his wand when a hand shot out of no where and gripped his wrist. Draco was just about to turn around and give a scathing retort when he looked down and to his dismay say ice forming around his hand and wand.
"You should learn to be nicer if you're trying to get a date. Yet, I don't recall giving anyone permission to court my sister." The blond Slytherin began to turn beet root red and looked as if he was going to hit to boy only to have the ice begin to travel up his arm. He yelped in pain and grey eyes met silver. There stood Constantine in all his glory looking like some god come down from Mount Olympus to grace his prescense upn the lowly mortals. "Leave, and don't let me find out that you've been messing with my sister or I assure you I won't be the only to have something to say to you. My friends are rather fond of Hermione as it would stand." Draco's eyes widened as about four other mutants led my Artemis joined the scence. He gave the group one last look and jerked his arm free from Constantine and left.
"You might want to get that arm looked at," Artemis yelled after him, "It wouldn't do for you to have to get your arm amputated because of frostbite!"
Constantine walked over anyd layed a reasuiring hand on his sister's shoulder. Hermione willingly snuggled into the shoulder of her elder sibling. She was sure she would have gotton the better of Malfoy if he had tried anything but she wasn't up to testing that theory. Especially because it would most likely end up with her losing control and her powers flinging Malfoy against the train. Hermione looked up and was just about to hug her sister as well when she saw the startled and slightly fearful expressions of the two other members of the golden trio.
"Harry, Ron, my brother Constantine and sister Artemis. Artemis, Constance Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. Harry, Ron, my siblings are part of the mutant populace that will be staying at Hogwarts this year." Ron and Harry looked from her to Constantine and Artemis and back before Ron finnally seemed to snap out of his reverie.
"Bloody hell."
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Post by Rados on Mar 5, 2005 16:06:01 GMT -5
OMFG... i am going to come back and read this over. haha. sorry. but i promise i'll be back!!
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Post by Eclipse on Mar 21, 2005 22:49:17 GMT -5
Here's the next installment. Sorry for the wait. I'm sorry this one isn't as popular as it is over at fanfiction.net. Oh well. I hope somebody's reading this. Here's chappie two: Opinions XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx It had taken Hermione quite some time to finally explain everything to Ron and Harry. She had left out nothing and they now knew everything from her being a mutant to the exact situation between the muggles and mutants. The Weasleys, along with most of the wizarding pureblood familles, had believed the Daily Prophet's accounts of murders and riots among these 'mutants' that had outlandish powers and the muggles to be yet more pleas from the Prophet for attention and to spread rumors. Even before Harry had gone to the Burrow and was still with the Dursley's he hadn't really believed everything he heard going on, mainly because he heard it from Petunia. So, needless to say, once Harry had gotten to the Burrow and heard what wizards thought of the matter he had quickly taken their stand. Now, both boys, understood the situation and had even inquired as to what Hermione's powers were. Hermione, for her part, was unbelievably relieved. She had feared that as open minded as her friends were they might not be able to except her once they knew she was a mutant. "Hermione, who do you think we are? Of course we'd still be mates. You really thought we'd go all Malfoy on you?" At Ron's words Hermione shook her head and shrugged.
"I guess I was just used to how the muggles treated us. I mean, when I was with Constance and Artemis we spent a lot of time outside of the school and when the people would see us leave they would hiss and yell. The stuff they said was just so horrible. I almost started believing them when they called us freaks and said we weren't safe to be around 'normal' people."
"Oh come of it Herm. If you can handle me hearing voices and being mentally connected to an evil mass murderer how on earth could I ever think YOU'RE the weird one?" Harry smirked at Hermione as Ron chuckled good naturedly.
"Oh guys!" For a second time that day Ron and Harry found themselves being squeezed by Hermione after she had flung herself across the compartment at them. Once Harry and Ron had managed to get Hermione back into her seat they both sighed audibly as she suddenly shrieked with excitement and jumped up from the seat again.
"Harry, I almost forgot! I think I might be able to help you now! Or if I can't my brother's friend probably can."
"Help me with what Hermione?"
"With the mental connection between you and Voldemort. You know, the dreams and things. I might be able to kind of, strengthen you mental barriers with my telepathy! The only thing is that might be something that I shouldn't try yet since my powers aren't entirely under control. But, like I said, If I can't my brother's friend, Alex, probably will be able to. He's an empath and a telepath and he's really strong too. I bet he would help if I asked. I mean he and I spent a lot of time over the summer because he was the one training me to harness and use my powers."
"I don't know Hermione. I mean hell, not having those damn dreams would be great but they've helped the Order so much with all the warnings and stuff."
"I suppose I see your point Harry, but now that Voldemort knows about the bond I doubt he'll let you use it like that anymore. He already used it against you once with Sirius." As soon as Hermione had spoken that last sentence she had instantly regretted it as Harry's eyes turned dull and he seemed to withdraw into himself. As she had not seen Harry this summer she had had no way to know how he was faring with his godfathers death since she hadn't seen him and Dumbledore still advised them not to mention the incident in letters so she couldn't ask Ron. "Oh god, Harry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say that. I mean... I'm so sorry Harry." The boy in question forced a smile to his lips and looked up at the now distraught Hermione.
"Forget it Herm. I know you didn't mean anything by it."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a different compartment a few one's down from the one the golden trio occupied were Artemis, Constantine, and three other mutants all talking about their experiences with wizards so far. "What do you guys think about the different houses? The Slytherins all seem too arrogant for my liking and the Gryffindor's seem to be nice but a little dense." Artemis looked around at her friends as they each contemplated her question.
"I think that's about right. I mean most of the Gryffindors I've encountered were really excepting but not all of them. Some of them looked like they wanted to attack me right on the spot. That's better then that Slytherin bunch though, I mean I don't think ANY of them were in anyway not wanting to like chase me off," said Lee. Lee was one of the few mutants who had actually mingled with the students of Hogwarts. His black locks would have greatly resembled Harry's had he not kept them spiked and gelled because of the winds constantly around him. Much to his friend's annoyance the winds seemed to take on a conscience presence when near Lee as he had power over them; knocking papers off desks and billowing out jackets. Lee would just shrug it off and say they "liked" him.
"All them Ravenclaws seem to be mentally dissecting us. It's creepy. It's like they're analyzing us or somthin'. I guess they're trying to figure out whether we're good or bad for themselves instead of listenin' to what they hear." Will emanated a sense of ease and was always laid backed. As he spoke his head was rested against the glass window pain of the compartment with his muscular arms crossed over his chest and his black hoodie. His bright hazel eyes seemed to not be looking at his friends but through them. Which, he very well might have been doing as he could indeed see through anything to a certain extent. He often used his "sight" as his friends called it to figure out the best time to sneak out of their dorms after curfew.
"Personally, I've liked the Hufflepuffs the best but they've really been the only one's I've met. One of their prefects was kind enough to show me to the bathroom when I first got here and I even spent a little time in his compartment. Oh, what was his name. Ernie I think, him and a really nice girl named Susan. They both were really cool and completely believed me without a second thought. Susan even went on about how much she detested what the 'muggles' were doing to us and how it reminded her of how wizards treated werewolves," Joyce said very quickly. Joy for short, was a very hyper individual and so in truth almost always talked fast unless she was drained from a healing. Joy could heal almost any wound anyone could have. She would lay her hands over the injury and then there would be this glow and whatever was wrong would suddenly be fine again. She couldn't do anything about sickness though, or her own wounds. To Artemis' eternal annoyance Joy was rather preppy and usually had at least one pink article of clothing on her. The two were very good friends nonetheless. At the moment Joyce had on a pink tank top that said "Legolas' Girl" on it with a beige skirt.
At a screech and a sudden lurch all conversations stopped. The five companions silently gathered their coats and bustled off the train meeting more fellow mutants on their way to the carriages. After the bumpy ride up to the castle all the mutants, at least fifty of them, all stopped infront of the gates to Hogwarts. Some shifted uneasily, some stared in awe, and yet others exchanged nervous glances. Finally, in the murk, from the very front of the que Will's voice could be heard.
"Well, guys, let's do this thang!"
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Post by Rados on Apr 9, 2005 22:20:38 GMT -5
WOW!!! u do have very interesting crossovers... mutants and wizards at the same school? first Harry is a mutant, now Hermione.. geez, i wanna see a pic of Hermione wearing the cloth u r giving her... it's sooo cool. haha ;D please post more soon
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Post by Eclipse on May 31, 2005 18:02:44 GMT -5
I don't know why I'm posting this. Nobody really reads it. Oh well. I'll post for the people that read and don't review. Here's chapter three.
blablahblah = mind speech blahblahblah = thoughts *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hermione looked up and down her table, and up and down all the other house tables trying to locate all of her mutant friends. She had already located about five mutants from the twin's institute and also a number of foreign looking mutants. This surprised her slightly. Generally, at least one school in every country had opened their doors to the mutants so every mutant academy in that country should have a magic school to feed into. So why are they at Hogwarts, and moreover why did Dumbledore admit them? He admitted Artemis and Constance and everyone else from their institute because I went there and I knew them. Plus, there's only one very small magic school in America. If all the mutants in the US had gone to that one school it would have become terribly overcrowded. Suddenly it hit her. Durmstrang! Judging by the reactions of the Slytherins and the glares thrown at the mutants from that table Hermione judged it was safe to assume that purebloods didn't like mutants any more then muggles; perhaps less so.
After a bit more looking about Hermione brought her attention back to her own table. Next to her were Ron and Harry on her left side. Both looking half asleep as Dumbledore drowned on about the mutant situation and the changes their enrollment meant for Hogwarts. On her other side was Artemis and Will. Hermione was fairly sure Will was asleep, with his hood on over his head and said head lying on the table. Artemis winked at Hermione when she caught her eye and Hermione was reminded forcfully just how much she would usually be missing her sister by now as normally at this time Artemis and Constantine would be on a plane back to America after the summer holidays. Across from her was her brother and next to him Alex, who they had managed to find in the crowd. Joy had gone off to the Hufflepuff table and Lee seemed to be deeply engaged in conversation with a fifth year Ravenclaw. Alex's head was in his hands and he was bent over, propped up on his knees. His hair, long and naturally black, was tied into a ponytale about an inch away from the nape of his neck with escaped strands almost completely obscuring his features. Even without being able to see his face Hermione had a feeling something was off. Usually, Alex would have been sitting completely straight, (he had amazing posture) and listening attentitvely to Dumbledore, ever curious about other people's presentation of mutants.
Hermione managed to get her brother's attention and gestured at Alex, tilting her head in an inquiring fashion. The ice elemental immediately caught on and he too looked at his best friend. He shrugged at Hermione and his brow crinkled concernedly. He gently put a hand on the boy's shoulder only to have his brow crinkle further as a small moan escaped the empath's lips.
"Alex?" Too worried to care about listening anymore, Constantine allowed the whisper to escape his lips. Alex lifted his head from his hands and blinked dazedly at Constantine before wincing and bringing his hands up to cradle his head. "Hey, you okay buddy?" Alex blinked a few times more and shook his head as if to clear it before answering.
"I'll be fine. It's just been awhile since I've been around so many people at once. Emotional overload, way too many people sending emotions off like waves. Plus I do believe I'm hearing snatches of what everyone in the school is thinking." Alex sighed and Constantine wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"Ouch, I guess that's the price you pay eh? You could tell me what someone's thinking back in America and what they're feeling but with this many people so close it's like they're all shouting in your ears."
"Something like that."
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Dumbledore had (to all the students, and even a few of the teacher's relief) ended his speech and everyone was now eating happily. Will was talking animatedly to Dean about soccer with Ron shaking his head at intervals "Quidditch is so much better" written clearly on his face. Alex, Hermione and Constantine were glad to see, seemed to be feeling at least slightly better with food in his system although if she tried Hermione could feel the pain he was still enduring. For once, I'm glad I'm not as strong as Alex. I would be going through such hell if I was. In Hermione's opinion this was one of the best times of her life. All her friends surrounding her and becoming friends themselves. Everything in the open. She didn't have to hide her powers from Harry and Ron anymore. At that thought, she turned to look at Harry suddenly realizing her hadn't said anything for the entire meal. The young Gryffindor was eating his food silently, staring at nothing in particular. To Hermione's eyes he seemed rather depressed, usually he and Ron would be having an eating competion and scarfing down everything in sight. Yet there Harry was, sitting dejectedly and eating slowly, almost as if he didn't really want to but knew he needed the food. Well of course he needs the food! Those thrice accursed muggle relatives of his practically starve him! I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing him come back after the summer holidays with his ribs poking out. Hermione was just about to make an attempt to engage the seeker in conversation when she noticed Alex staring at him intently. She knew that stare. Alex was doing what had been dubbed "reading" him! He was looking into his mind and heart. Hermione immediately flared up in anger for her friend. It was an unspoken rule among telepaths not to read people's minds unless given permission or on special circumstances. It was the worst sort of invasion of privacy. She mentally growled.
"ALEX!"
"Ssh."
"What exactly do you think you're doing!?"
"Do calm down, your friend here was broadcasting so loud and clear I don't need to read his mind! I'm doing him a favour by actually figuring out what's going through his head and telling the other telepaths here to stand down instead of attacking him. Unless you want them to think he's a murderer and mentally tear him apart?"
"WHAT?"
"I would hope you could tell me. He's "thinking" so loud he's actually louder then the rest of the din you guys make! On and on about how he's a murderer and the feelings of guilt and anger aren't helping his case any. I only just managed to stop Sarah and Marianne before they made a joint attack! They thought he was feeling guilty because he was going to kill YOU or something."
"B-but Harry's not a murderer!"
"Tell him that. It would seem to me he's feeling guilty about deaths that he couldn't really help but in a 'bout of depression has managed to convince himself he could."
"Cedric and Sirius."
"Who?"
"Two people Harry knew. They were killed by the person I've told you about."
"You mean that Voldie-whatsit?"
"Yes, Voldemort. Will you leave him be though? Like you said he's just depressed."
"Of course. You know I hate reading people I just figured it wouldn't do for someone to suddenly become a vegetable the first day we're here. Just try and get him to calm down or something. I really wasn't kidding, he's LOUD. I've never met a non-telepath that could broadcast that strongly."
"Will do, thanks Alex."
"No prob. But let's stop talking this way; my head still really hurts."
"Are you sure you'll be okay? I mean you sure you'll be able to adjust."
"Yeah, it'll be cool. I'll just be kinda out of it for a while." Hermione turned back towards Harry. Now that she knew what she was looking for she could hear Harry too. Alex and the other's were right. The way he was going on he did sound like some sort of bloody killer!
"What's up Harry?" Said boy started and looked from side to side before realizing it was Hermione who spoke.
"Wha-? Oh, nothing."
"Really? You're not very talkative tonight." Hermione could sense Alex listening to every word and realized he, in his own way (aka doing the whole empath thing and sending calming waves) was trying to make Harry feel better.
"Eh, I guess I'm just not talkative."
"You know, about earlier, I'm really sorry about what I said. I just wasn't really thinking." Again, Harry seemed to withdraw into himself.
"I said it was okay Hermione. Don't fret about it."
"All right I guess. But Harry?"
"Yeah?"
"You know it wasn't your fault right? I mean you know there wasn't anything you could have done. You can't blame yourself for Sirius or Cedric. There's only one person to blame and that's Voldemort."
"Thanks Herm."
"But you don't believe me."
"It's just hard to think that way."
"Well no matter what. You've saved people to. Keep that in mind." At that Harry smiled. A weak smile it was true, but genuine one all the same.
"You really are something you know that?"
"Oh pish posh. Now, who do you think will get Quidditch captain?"
"Well, Katie's still here even though Angelina was the captain last year. Of course you also have to remember - " and he was off. Hermione smiled and glanced at Alex who nodded in affirmance. It was good to know that her powers could be used to help her friends, not just random mug victims she saw in the street.
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Post by Eclipse on May 31, 2005 18:06:29 GMT -5
I have the next chapter as well.......
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.After the meal had ended everyone was currently heading up to their dorms. The mutants had a choice of where they wanted to sleep as all they had to do was stand were they wanted to lie for the night and think about sleeping there and a pallet would appear. A more permanent solution would be made once the mutant professors had joined their students. Currently, all adult mutants were busy in meetings with both the wizarding and muggle governments so no teachers were to spare. As usual, Ron had eaten so much he could barely walk and had to be cajoled by Harry and Hermione to move at all. At least he wasn't the only one. Lee was being dragged from his seat by a very annoyed looking Joy as she tapped her foot impatiently.
The Gryffindor group, now huge as it held ten mutants as well, was making their way to the dormitory when the sound of crying and muffled yells could be heard. Alex, Hermione, Harry, and Lee sped forward as they were farthest in the front. What they saw caused the mutants to become murderous with fury and Harry and Hermione to be utterly disgusted. In front of them, were a group of six Slytherins. Held by five of them was the huge mutant named Ben. It took all five of the Slytherins holding him to use all their strength and hold him back as his mutant ability was his "super human" strength. One of them had put their robe into his mouth so he could only make muffled yells. Held by the sixth was a small eight year old that Hermione vaguely recognized as being a flame starter. The Slytherin was holding the poor boy by his collar, just high enough so that only his feet touched the ground. In his other hand was a small water flask that he was slowly dripping on the small boy's skin. As a drop of the icy water would hit his skin the skin itself would steam and a mark, as if a burn, would be left. The boy was sobbing and begging for release as he watched his skin being scared.
Alex's eyes shone with blue fire as he saw the torture they were inflicting on one of his own. He threw out his hand and arm in front of him; palm facing the Slytherin and made a quick sweeping gesture. The captor was immediately flung against the wall, crumpling to the ground after impact; unconscious. In a flash Artemis was next to the small boy taking him in her arms and using her own now fire-wreathed hands to warm and clam him as he snuggled up against her, sniffling and hiccupping slightly. Lee spread his arms wide, and then struggled to bring them together, as if he suddenly had something a writhing being between them. Then, without warning, let them snap apart. From them came a huge wind, flinging two of the Slytherins holding Ben to the ground. One had a bloody noise, and the other crumpled with what looked like a broken wrist. Once two of their number were missing the three remaining Slytherins didn't have a hope. Hurling one away from him like a discus Ben growled with rage. The other two he simply raised above his head and let them fall bodily to the ground. Now the group had been joined by all the other Gryffindors and mutants, drawn by the noise. Unfortunately they weren't the only ones. About twenty five Slytherins had also come, wands drawn, to defend their housemates. It seemed that having people they considered worse then muggles in their school gave the Slytherins new daring and fearlessness of penalty or injury. This wasn't looking good. They were cornered between the wall and a mass of Slytherins. Out of instinct Hermione flung out a barrier and was quickly joined by Alex, who added another layer to the shield, strengthening it.
"WIZARDS DOWN! Standing in the middle of a mass of about ten Gryffindors and about ten mutants Constantine yelled to be heard over the din. When no one responded immediately Constantine continued, "UNLESS YOU WANT TO GET HEXED, GET DOWN! WE CAN NOT DEAL WITH YOU AND FIGHT AT THE SAME TIME AND THE SHIELD WILL NOT LAST!" He gestured at the barrier Alex and Hermione had configured which, she was shocked to see was getting holes and weak points in it already. The two of them weren't a match against so many spells. Before her eyes she saw the mutants begin a well practiced counter-attack pattern. To her horror, she looked to her left and saw Alex's white face as he suddenly sank to the ground breathing heavily.
"C-c-can't. Too much. Hurts." He suddenly fell to the ground, face ashen, and breathing labored.
"ALEX!" Hermione was panicking now, not only was Alex in trouble but so was she. Leaving up such a large barrier all by herself would normally be strongly advised against for people of her skill level unless they were looking to send themselves into a coma. The shield was already completely deteriorated in some places and spells were finding their way inside. SHIT! Suddenly, with a slight pop three more mutants Hermione was extremely glad to see came into the circle along with the teleporter Eve.
"Yo, Hermy! Need a hand?" A boy with light brown hair, cargo pants, and a muscle shirt sauntered over and nonchalantly placed his hand on the shield. Lucky for Hermione, as she was hard pressed to keep it from falling down all together.
"MATT! Don't call me Hermy! Although you do have impeccable timing."
"We try." A blond girl, thin as a willow wand gracefully walked to the shield as well. Her flowered dress and sweater stereo-typing her a "goodie goodie" so that many didn't realize the danger Sarah possessed until she was close enough to reach out and stroke her silky, almost white, blond hair; by then of course, it was far too late.
"What the hell happened to Alex? One of your kind hit 'em?" The last of the new arrivals, a girl by the name of Marianne knelt by Alex for a moment before standing up and placing her dark skinned hand on it, thus adding her layer to the shield as well.
"No, he just put himself under too much strain I think."
"Hey Eve?"
"Oui?"
"How 'bout you go find a teacher yeah?" Even though it had only been a few minutes the four telepaths were already feeling the strain as more and more spells hit the barrier. Hermione most of all. Matt, noticing her thin lips and pale skin, had a stroke of brilliance and thought of the teachers.
"Alvight. I think vey may just say zat this is all our vault though."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. They'll still stop this fight. Now shoo Frenchie shoo." Eve stuck her tongue out at Matt and then with a small "pop" was gone.
Within five minutes Eve returned with not one, but many teachers. They took one look at the scene and went into action immediately. Professor Flitwick cast "expelliarmis" and disarmed all the Slytherins. Professor McGonagall walked through the mutants and Gryffindors stopping them one by one, in some cases freezing them if they insisted on continuing. Professor Sprout managed to catch Hermione as she finally succumbed to the exhaustion of her mind and body; gently helping her into Hagrid's arms along with the still unconscious Alex. Between Constantine and Lee was Matt, barely staying awake and leaning heavily on Harry came Sarah as the group headed up to the hospital wing. Many other mutants and wizards in tow. As she had held her layer the shortest Marianne was still able to walk although she came extremely slowly and in the end did have to take Neville's help as she almost fell. All of the mutants were in fairly bad states but most were capable of walking. When Madame Pomphrey saw them her mouth went tight and she pointed an unshaking hand at the right side of the ward. "Cases with minimal damage over there." Then, pointing to the left, "Blood loss or serious injury over there." Both Hermione and Alex went immediately over to the left side.
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Post by mrduckyrox on Jun 23, 2005 15:17:43 GMT -5
This is really good.
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Post by PurpleliciousStar on Jun 30, 2005 11:04:01 GMT -5
Yes Kelly!!!! I read it!!!!!!! wow. it just keeps on getting better and better!!!!!! post more soon!!!! um...Mikey told me you are unhappy? why? is everything okay?
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Post by Eclipse on Aug 27, 2005 19:53:45 GMT -5
Update, update! ::waves a white flag so she won't be murdered:: --------------------------------------------------------------------
Hermione woke to an infirmary full of hushed voices and the occasional cough or sneeze. She blinked a few times once she had opened her eyes in order to clear her vision and get used to the light. Her head was throbbing up a storm and her limbs felt leaden but she felt fine otherwise. When she finally got the courage to move her head around a bit she saw that Harry and Ron were both sitting by her bed. Ron with a small gash above his eyebrow and Harry looking perfectly alright, if not very tired. They both looked extremely relived she cleared her throat quietly and their attentions were brought to her.
"Hermione! You're awake!"
"No Ron, I intended to stay asleep for the entire year and miss all the exams."
"Hey now, no need for that. We've been worried 'bout you."
"Sorry, I’m just a bit grumpy. How long have I been out?" This time it was Harry who spoke. His mouth smiling as he looked at his two best friends.
"Not long, at least not as long as a lot of the others are going to be out."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, a lot of people were in a real bad way when we brought 'em in here." Ron had stopped smiling now and was looking slightly anxious. "Pomphrey even conceded to let that healer girl help her so she could get to everyone. At first she wouldn't let the kid help since she didn't know if it was safe and a whole lot of rubbish like that. I think your sister's helping bandage people help as well."
"How is everyone? I mean you two seem alright besides that gash on your head Ron." The two boys looked at each other. As if debating what they should tell her and what maybe should be left until she was a bit stronger. "Well?" Finally, Harry spoke up.
"Well, most people have been fixed up and left already but there's a few that are still here. Quite a few Slytherins are here, including the one's that we're messing with those two mutants. Seamus is here with a few broken ribs; it seems that when all those Slytherins started queuing up the Gryffindors not with us realized what was going on and started fighting them from behind. Those three that came to help you are all here too. The guy, I think they called him Matt, woke up before you but Madame Pomphrey gave him a sleeping potion so he'll be out of it for awhile. Sarah also woke up but after a brief examination by Pomphrey fell asleep of her own accord almost immediately and hasn't woken since. The other girl has already left the infirmary after being here for only about four hours. Both of the Weasley twins are here for a load of minor injuries but they'll probably be fine to leave by tomorrow which is a shame because there being here has kept everyone in a brighter mood. Dennis Creevey seems to have been hit by some sort of combination of the jelly legs curse and "impedimenta". McGonagall is still trying to figure him out with Flitwick. Lavender got a nasty knock on the head and still feels fine but Pomphrey won't let her leave for at least two days to keep her under observation. Oh, and that Will bloke is still out cold. No one's sure what's wrong with him but at least for the moment he's stable. That's about it. I mean it's only Gryffindors, Slytherins, and mutants in here."
"What about Alex? How is he? He was really bad as I recall." Here, Ron and Harry exchanged glances and then looked at Hermione who huffed with impatience. Then, in unison, they both looked at the bed on Hermione's other side. She followed their eyes and gasped. Alex laid there, almost completely still, hardly even breathing! He seemed to be hooked up to some sort of monitor. His face was pale as death and tinged grey. The hand that rested on the bed spread was twitching and a cold sweat was on his brow. His eyes seemed to be going from side to side madly underneath his lids and if Hermione hadn't know better it would have looked as if he was just having a nightmare. By his bed sat Constantine, holding the non-twitching hand with his and murmuring softly to the comatose boy. With a muffled cry Hermione sat up only to regret it instantly as the pain in her head increased tenfold. Ron caught her before she fell and positioned himself behind her. For this Hermione was grateful and she leaned heavily on him. Hearing the noise Artemis strolled over from a Slytherin whose hand she had been wrapping.
"Careful sister of mine. You've over used that little head of yours and you need to rest and be careful. Wouldn't want you to send yourself into the abyss now would we?"
"B-b-but Alex!" Artemis' smile immediately turned to a sad frown as she looked over to the figure next to her twin.
"Your nurse isn't sure what to do about him. He over used his powers even more then you did. His mind was already strained and then he used up so much of his strength in that damnable barrier." Her sister's words only caused Hermione to become more upset and she began crying softly. Startled, Ron, put his arms around her and held her too him tightly as she continued to cry into his shoulder. Harry too, moved to the side of her bed and put his hand on her arm awkwardly, not knowing what to do and not having Ron's sister experience to fall on in instinct. And suddenly, there was Constantine, sitting across from Harry and lifting his thumb to the young telepath's cheek; whipping away her tears.
"Ssshhh, ssshhh, now. It's alright. Everything's okay, just calm down Hermione."
"B-but its a-all my fault! If I hadn't put up that barrier without thinking he wouldn't have had to help me! I-if I had bbbeen stronger he wouldn't have had to use so much of his energy!"
"Now, now, none of that my dear little sister. This isn't your fault in the least. You did as anyone in your situation would have done. You would have been as bad off as Alex if Matt and co. hadn't gotten there. None of this blaming yourself nonsense." Artemis came to sit next to her brother and they both took one of the still sniffling Hermione's hands.
"In fact," Constantine spoke up, "If not for YOUR help Alex would be a lot worse then he is now. It's because of you he isn't in a coma." Bringing her head off of a now very red faced Ron, Hermione hiccupped and looked at her two siblings.
"I-I guess you two are right."
"Of course we are! We're always right you silly goose. Now then, I'm going to go get the nurse lady so you can start healing alright?"
"Okay Artemis."
After Madame Pomphrey had come she had at first scolded Ron and Harry for over exciting Hermione her condition only to be told it wasn't their fault and so she begrudgingly did NOT kick them out of the infirmary, as she was wont to do. She examined Hermione and proclaimed her "on the mend". She left the girl with a sleeping potion and orders to rest or on her head be it. After making Ron and Harry (Constance had gone back to Alex's bedside) promise to wake her up if there should be any change in her mentor's condition. Once the two had both promised she finally took the potion and went in to a blissful sleep.
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