A/N: Episodes will remain short.

IMAGINATION

by CreatorZorah

Episode IV: Your lack of faith is disturbing

"Miss Granger," the Headmaster said, entering the Hospital Wing. "Poppy told me that you think Harry isn't well."

"Yes," Hermione said, looking at Harry, who was sitting in a chair, his arms were embracing someone invisible, someone he was talking to. "Don't you see it? Everyone noticed that something isn't right."

"Harry, how do you feel?" Albus Dumbledore asked.

Harry shrugged with a smile. "I feel great."

"Now, Miss Granger, why do you think so?" the Headmaster asked, turning to the girl. "He says he feels great."

Hermione gaped at him. "He's... but he's. Can't you see it? He thinks there is a girl in his arms. He's talking to her. He has hallucinations!"

"Just because you don't see something, doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, Miss Granger," the Headmaster said with a smile. "You should remember, that you're living in the world of magic."

"But... there is no one!" she exclaimed and to prove her point touched Harry, so that her hand had to go through someone he was kissing that moment.

"Hermione, it's incredibly rude," Harry said with a frown. "How would you feel if Peeves would stick his hand through your chest?"

"Do you see what I'm talking about, Headmaster?" Hermione asked.

"Miss Granger, Harry is right, what you are doing is really rude," Dumbledore said. "I'm forced to take five points from Gryffindor."

"But there is no one!" she exclaimed in desperation.

"Why do you think there is no one?"

"Because she can't be heard, she can't be touched, she can't be seen and he can't prove that she exists. Because she doesn't exist!"

"Her existence doesn't need any proof," Harry said with a sigh. "You see and touch her everyday. You just don't notice her. Your lack of faith in me is disturbing."

"But Harry, it doesn't make any sense." She looked at Dumbledore. "Please, he needs help."

"Magic isn't based on logic, magic defies it. Without faith in magic, one can't be a great wizard or a witch," the Headmaster said. "I don't see any reason, why he should stay in the Hospital Wing."

"Thank you, Professor," Harry said. "I'm glad that you understand."

Hermione sighed in defeat as she was looking at Harry leaving the Hospital Wing holding someone's hand.

"Professor Dumbledore, he sees things that don't exist," she said.

"No," the Headmaster said, shaking his head. "His perception is unique."

"But..."

"Let me tell you a story about Godric Gryffindor," he told her.

"Godric Gryffindor?" she asked with a frown. "What does he have to do with Harry?"

"He was madly in love with a young lady no one else could see..."

Hermione sat in the stands watching with a dreadful feeling as Harry entered the arena. Despite her attempts to convince Dumbledore that something happened to Harry's mind, he didn't want to hear her. All he had told her were stupid stories about Godric Gryffindor. She had no idea what Harry had planned for the task... if he had planned anything at all.

Harry stood right before the huge black dragon. It was the biggest and the most vicious of the four. And then she realized with horror, that Harry didn't even have his wand. He was standing before the dragon with a smile on his face. He was going to die! She tried to shout for him to run, but the crowd was so loud that it was impossible for him to hear.

The dragon moved its tail intending to smash the Champion and Hermione closed her eyes, knowing that her friend would die. And then she heard Harry's voice. It was louder than then crowd, louder than the dragon.

"There is an invisible shield around me, as strong as steel, as thick as Hogwarts' walls!"

She opened her eyes right in time to see as the Dragon's tail hit an invisible barrier leaving Harry unharmed. The dragon tried to hit Harry the second time, but once again his tail couldn't reach the youngest Champion. The dragon roared and breathed fire.

"I'm immune to the dragon's fire!" His voice was so powerful that it caused her to shiver. Hermione couldn't explain the feeling, but it was as if magic was swirling in the arena and Harry was its source.

The fire devoured Harry and for seconds the crowd fell silent. As the fire died down, Harry could be seen standing there unharmed. The crowd cheered. How? Without a wand in the hand he had erected a shield, without a wand he had withstood the dragon's fire.

And then Harry walked towards his goal, the golden egg, completely unaffected by attempts of the dragon to reach and kill him. He didn't try to dodge the deadly claws, he didn't try to protect himself from the hottest fire that was melting stones around him. He was just walking and the dragon couldn't harm him.

Harry picked the dragon egg and walked back. Hermione wasn't the only one who was stunned. The judges apparently weren't any less surprised by his performance. Only Dumbledore looked just like always, with a barmy smile on his face. Bagman was yelling something, commenting on Harry's magic.

How was that possible? Had she been wrong? Wasn't he... Could it be that he really was seeing someone real? Could it be that someone really existed who couldn't be seen or touched? She stood up and rushed to the tent.

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