The Twin Heirs of Gryffindor
Chapter Eight, Finding Hermione and the Light at the end of the Tunnel
In the hours that passed since Ron and Dylan crossed the grand door inside the fire temple, Ron seemed to be growing more and more powerful. He began to hurl fireballs twice the size and power then he could do even at max before, and began to caste spells that there was no way he could have know. Dylan was beginning to become very fearful of Ron, for as his power was growing and expanding, so was a brooding mad mood that seemed to be passing over him. He seemed more maniacal, and malevolent. Something strange was defiantly going on, but the question of the hour was, what?
They must have gone about five more miles into the tunnel when they finally came upon the final chamber. For five miles now that had fought there was past monsters that seemed to be getting more and more powerful, trying to reach this chamber, Furies's Chamber.
It was a large room, extremely large with a diameter of probably at least a mile. Other then the door and a small ridge in front of it, the entire room was one huge pit of lava. There was nothing else in sight. As least not unless you knew exactly what you were looking for, which Dylan did.
He knew that in the center of the chamber was a pillar, with a book floating above, 'The Tome of Fire' where the Furies beast was said to hide, in it eternal life. Dylan knew that the small stone pillar in which the tome was set on was covered by wards and enchantment that there was no way Ron could have see through, so it surprised Dylan when Ron levitated into the air, and continued on toward the center of the room as if he knew were he was going. Dylan, being faster got in front of Ron and cut him off.
"Hold up," Dylan remarked, "What's going on? How do you know were the hell you are going?"
Ron smirked, an evil, menacing smirk. "Well Dylan, you're not the only one with immense power." Ron lifted his right hand and made a fist with it, and in doing so a few boulders fell from the roof of the room, crashing into the lake of lava and fire in the bottom, hence they were incinerated..
"Yes," Ron said, "I can sense that you're surprised. You don't understand how I obtained so much power in such a short while. You don't understand what I can see through the wards. Do you think I am faking it? Do you not think I have power?"
Ron made the some more boulders fall from the ceiling again in the same way he had before.
"I can see you have power." Dylan said, "Anyone can see that now, but you're right, I have no idea were that power came from."
Ron smirked again, and this time it seemed even more menacing then before. It almost taunted Dylan.
"I have my.sources." Ron said, unsheathing his battle-axe, Blazing Fury.
"Now, come on we have to keep going. I sense Furies ahead, and she is guarded by more then just wards, Dylan."
It was then that Dylan noticed it. All the runes of the axe glowed blood red for a moment. It was only a split second, but in that second, Dylan sensed all the malevolent power the axe was channeling into Ron's untrained soul. He wasn't ready to have such intense evil powers because he had not learned to bend such power to his will. All the while he carried the axe, he was being more and more lost to the shadow.
"Ron, give me the axe." Dylan said, holding out his hand. Ron spat on it.
"No, It's mine! You can't have it, it's my power!" Ron shrieked. His voice didn't sound like his own though, but more like that of a demon.
"Ron, the axe is giving you power you're not ready to handle. It's turning you evil, give it to me! It's stealing your soul!"
Ron smirked again, "Then I shall live without one."(Warcraft III line!!!!!)
"Blazing Fury!" Dylan summoned, but the evil axe didn't appear in his hand. Ron laughed loudly, and demonically.
"The axe is immune to magic Dylan. You can't summon it, even with the most potent summoning spell."
Dylan knew Ron was right, as was the case with most Rune Weapons, like the Blazing Fury Vulcan Axe.
"I have to get the axe from you. It will destroy you." Dylan said urgently.
"You will have to fight me for it." Ron mocked face hardening.
Dylan's face hardened, "Do you really think that just because you have this trinket, you beat be someone to the likes of me?"
"Oh, yes, I know I am." Ron floated away a bit, and then said, "Bring it."
Dylan sighed in his head, 'He has no idea who he's dealing with. He doesn't know that even with the axe I could shred him with ease, but I can't kill him. That is going to make it a bit harder.'
They stared each other down before charging.
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Harry and Hermione walked back to the castle in silence, or at least a first. Harry had so many questions for Hermione about her Guardian Force, and about the trials, but he knew asking them directly would give no fruitation. So he tried asking his questions in a roundabout way.
"Hermione, what's it like to have a Guardian Force?"
"It's like this huge surge of power. It's a rush that you can't really explain in human words. It's like having another person inside your head. A voice that talks to you constantly, and though you can tune it out, it always comes back."
"Are the Guardian Forces bothersome?" Harry asked.
"Not at all. They are extremely interesting, and I could talk to mine for hours, and have. Its like the perfect being inside your head."
"What's yours like?"
"She is like a goddess of nature. She calls herself Lady Deidra Sky. She's smart, and so powerful, its amazing, even eye shattering."
"Can I see?"
"All right. I'll see you in the Sahara." Hermione said, before she orbed.
Orbing was a water base teleportation move. Hermione shattered into a thousand white and blue sparkling crystals and them the floated up into the air and disappeared. Harry knew that she reappeared in the Sahara Desert the same way, lights appearing in the air as they reconstruct themselves into Hermione Granger. Harry fallowed suit in his own Shimmer.
"Wont the muggles pick up the energy release?"
"Ya, they will."
"That means that Voldemort will know too, doesn't it."
"He already knows I have one. It's no problem."
"All right."
"Stand behind me, to be safe." Hermione said, "Of course." Harry replied remembering what happened when Dylan summoned Diablos to show the others what a GF was like.
"HORN OF CENARIUS!!!" Hermione screamed, and as she did so, She and Harry disappeared in a shimmer and thousands upon thousands of plants and vines sprung from the ground. It was a thick as a jungle, and you couldn't even see the sands of the desert any more. A huge bellowing horn pieced Harry's ear drums, and as it did so emerged from the jungle of plants, appeared a half stag, and half what almost seemed elf, to Harry. Harry had seen a mythical creature that looked like this one in his "History of Magic" textbook, and he remembered vagly that it was called a Dryad. The Dryad held a spear like weapon in one of her hands and when she attacked, she threw the spear far and hard, and when it impacted the ground it caused a huge green explosions, and when the energy finally cleared you saw that the ground was covered in fissures. Then Lady Deidra Sky and all of the effects that she had brought disappeared, and Harry and Hermione returned back into being.
"Hermione that was AMAZING!" Harry shouted, as they reappeared.
"That's only the half of it. Along with that powerful Summon, I have several new abilities, and I am granted par-magical Junctions that give me things like super strength and speed."
"Wow." Was all Harry could say, he was in total awe of the power that just one single GF gave Hermione. It made him wonder, if this is what one GF does, then what can two or three do? How powerful was Dylan, seeing as how he had several? He remembered Dylan telling him once that he had exactly 20 GFs. How powerful did that make him?
"Come on, let's get back, quickly. I'm sure Dumbledore has already sensed the energy release of the GF. She orbed, and he soon followed in a shimmer. As they walked back to the castle, Harry took a moment to observe Hermione. He saw that she looked tired, and very depressed, but also deadly, in an attractive sort of a way. It was almost like how the fire attracts the moth. With amazement, and beauty.
Harry then notice how lovely Hermione's features had become over the years. He, in that moment realized how beautiful she was; as if he had just now come to understand that she was a women, and not a male, like Ron or himself. They were about halfway back into the castle when Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall appeared before them at the threshold. McGonagall looked furious, while Dumbledore showed no real emotion at all.
"MR. POTTER AND MS. GRANGER!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT KIND OF A RISK YOU HAD JUST PUT US THROUGH?! THE MUGGLES COULD OF SENSED THE BLAST WITH THEIR MACHINES!!! AND WHAT OF THE REST OF THE WIZARDING WORLD? THE DAILY PROPHET WOULD BE ALL OVER THIS IF ANYONE ELSE SENSED THE MAGIC!?" McGonagall shrieked, her voice rivaling a howler in mere pitch and volume. "I'm sorry Professor, you see it was I that convinced her to show me it, and it's all my fault." Harry said.
"I believe what that brother of yours has been teaching you is way too dangerous." The Transfiguration teacher said.
"How did you know about the lessons?" Hermione asked, a bit shocked that they had realized Dylan was teaching them beyond the art of the wand.
"It wasn't hard to miss," Dumbledore said, speaking for the first time, "You didn't make any effort to hide the release of magical energies every time you trained."
"You are children, you should not be learning how to become War Wizards. It's not your place."
Harry and Hermione were silent. Trying to avoid detention was all they were trying to do now.
"Where are Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked.
Neither answered, not instantly at least. Different possibilities for lies ran through both of their heads, at the speed of light, but nothing that they would buy seemed to pass through their minds that the Professors would buy into.
"Well?" She asked, more insistent about the question this time.
"Ummmmmm.."Harry started, but then grabbed Hermione's hand, and shimmered themselves both inside the castle.
"That was close." Hermione said.
"I know. Lets get moving. It won't be long before lunch starts."
In the hours that passed since Ron and Dylan crossed the grand door inside the fire temple, Ron seemed to be growing more and more powerful. He began to hurl fireballs twice the size and power then he could do even at max before, and began to caste spells that there was no way he could have know. Dylan was beginning to become very fearful of Ron, for as his power was growing and expanding, so was a brooding mad mood that seemed to be passing over him. He seemed more maniacal, and malevolent. Something strange was defiantly going on, but the question of the hour was, what?
They must have gone about five more miles into the tunnel when they finally came upon the final chamber. For five miles now that had fought there was past monsters that seemed to be getting more and more powerful, trying to reach this chamber, Furies's Chamber.
It was a large room, extremely large with a diameter of probably at least a mile. Other then the door and a small ridge in front of it, the entire room was one huge pit of lava. There was nothing else in sight. As least not unless you knew exactly what you were looking for, which Dylan did.
He knew that in the center of the chamber was a pillar, with a book floating above, 'The Tome of Fire' where the Furies beast was said to hide, in it eternal life. Dylan knew that the small stone pillar in which the tome was set on was covered by wards and enchantment that there was no way Ron could have see through, so it surprised Dylan when Ron levitated into the air, and continued on toward the center of the room as if he knew were he was going. Dylan, being faster got in front of Ron and cut him off.
"Hold up," Dylan remarked, "What's going on? How do you know were the hell you are going?"
Ron smirked, an evil, menacing smirk. "Well Dylan, you're not the only one with immense power." Ron lifted his right hand and made a fist with it, and in doing so a few boulders fell from the roof of the room, crashing into the lake of lava and fire in the bottom, hence they were incinerated..
"Yes," Ron said, "I can sense that you're surprised. You don't understand how I obtained so much power in such a short while. You don't understand what I can see through the wards. Do you think I am faking it? Do you not think I have power?"
Ron made the some more boulders fall from the ceiling again in the same way he had before.
"I can see you have power." Dylan said, "Anyone can see that now, but you're right, I have no idea were that power came from."
Ron smirked again, and this time it seemed even more menacing then before. It almost taunted Dylan.
"I have my.sources." Ron said, unsheathing his battle-axe, Blazing Fury.
"Now, come on we have to keep going. I sense Furies ahead, and she is guarded by more then just wards, Dylan."
It was then that Dylan noticed it. All the runes of the axe glowed blood red for a moment. It was only a split second, but in that second, Dylan sensed all the malevolent power the axe was channeling into Ron's untrained soul. He wasn't ready to have such intense evil powers because he had not learned to bend such power to his will. All the while he carried the axe, he was being more and more lost to the shadow.
"Ron, give me the axe." Dylan said, holding out his hand. Ron spat on it.
"No, It's mine! You can't have it, it's my power!" Ron shrieked. His voice didn't sound like his own though, but more like that of a demon.
"Ron, the axe is giving you power you're not ready to handle. It's turning you evil, give it to me! It's stealing your soul!"
Ron smirked again, "Then I shall live without one."(Warcraft III line!!!!!)
"Blazing Fury!" Dylan summoned, but the evil axe didn't appear in his hand. Ron laughed loudly, and demonically.
"The axe is immune to magic Dylan. You can't summon it, even with the most potent summoning spell."
Dylan knew Ron was right, as was the case with most Rune Weapons, like the Blazing Fury Vulcan Axe.
"I have to get the axe from you. It will destroy you." Dylan said urgently.
"You will have to fight me for it." Ron mocked face hardening.
Dylan's face hardened, "Do you really think that just because you have this trinket, you beat be someone to the likes of me?"
"Oh, yes, I know I am." Ron floated away a bit, and then said, "Bring it."
Dylan sighed in his head, 'He has no idea who he's dealing with. He doesn't know that even with the axe I could shred him with ease, but I can't kill him. That is going to make it a bit harder.'
They stared each other down before charging.
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Harry and Hermione walked back to the castle in silence, or at least a first. Harry had so many questions for Hermione about her Guardian Force, and about the trials, but he knew asking them directly would give no fruitation. So he tried asking his questions in a roundabout way.
"Hermione, what's it like to have a Guardian Force?"
"It's like this huge surge of power. It's a rush that you can't really explain in human words. It's like having another person inside your head. A voice that talks to you constantly, and though you can tune it out, it always comes back."
"Are the Guardian Forces bothersome?" Harry asked.
"Not at all. They are extremely interesting, and I could talk to mine for hours, and have. Its like the perfect being inside your head."
"What's yours like?"
"She is like a goddess of nature. She calls herself Lady Deidra Sky. She's smart, and so powerful, its amazing, even eye shattering."
"Can I see?"
"All right. I'll see you in the Sahara." Hermione said, before she orbed.
Orbing was a water base teleportation move. Hermione shattered into a thousand white and blue sparkling crystals and them the floated up into the air and disappeared. Harry knew that she reappeared in the Sahara Desert the same way, lights appearing in the air as they reconstruct themselves into Hermione Granger. Harry fallowed suit in his own Shimmer.
"Wont the muggles pick up the energy release?"
"Ya, they will."
"That means that Voldemort will know too, doesn't it."
"He already knows I have one. It's no problem."
"All right."
"Stand behind me, to be safe." Hermione said, "Of course." Harry replied remembering what happened when Dylan summoned Diablos to show the others what a GF was like.
"HORN OF CENARIUS!!!" Hermione screamed, and as she did so, She and Harry disappeared in a shimmer and thousands upon thousands of plants and vines sprung from the ground. It was a thick as a jungle, and you couldn't even see the sands of the desert any more. A huge bellowing horn pieced Harry's ear drums, and as it did so emerged from the jungle of plants, appeared a half stag, and half what almost seemed elf, to Harry. Harry had seen a mythical creature that looked like this one in his "History of Magic" textbook, and he remembered vagly that it was called a Dryad. The Dryad held a spear like weapon in one of her hands and when she attacked, she threw the spear far and hard, and when it impacted the ground it caused a huge green explosions, and when the energy finally cleared you saw that the ground was covered in fissures. Then Lady Deidra Sky and all of the effects that she had brought disappeared, and Harry and Hermione returned back into being.
"Hermione that was AMAZING!" Harry shouted, as they reappeared.
"That's only the half of it. Along with that powerful Summon, I have several new abilities, and I am granted par-magical Junctions that give me things like super strength and speed."
"Wow." Was all Harry could say, he was in total awe of the power that just one single GF gave Hermione. It made him wonder, if this is what one GF does, then what can two or three do? How powerful was Dylan, seeing as how he had several? He remembered Dylan telling him once that he had exactly 20 GFs. How powerful did that make him?
"Come on, let's get back, quickly. I'm sure Dumbledore has already sensed the energy release of the GF. She orbed, and he soon followed in a shimmer. As they walked back to the castle, Harry took a moment to observe Hermione. He saw that she looked tired, and very depressed, but also deadly, in an attractive sort of a way. It was almost like how the fire attracts the moth. With amazement, and beauty.
Harry then notice how lovely Hermione's features had become over the years. He, in that moment realized how beautiful she was; as if he had just now come to understand that she was a women, and not a male, like Ron or himself. They were about halfway back into the castle when Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall appeared before them at the threshold. McGonagall looked furious, while Dumbledore showed no real emotion at all.
"MR. POTTER AND MS. GRANGER!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT KIND OF A RISK YOU HAD JUST PUT US THROUGH?! THE MUGGLES COULD OF SENSED THE BLAST WITH THEIR MACHINES!!! AND WHAT OF THE REST OF THE WIZARDING WORLD? THE DAILY PROPHET WOULD BE ALL OVER THIS IF ANYONE ELSE SENSED THE MAGIC!?" McGonagall shrieked, her voice rivaling a howler in mere pitch and volume. "I'm sorry Professor, you see it was I that convinced her to show me it, and it's all my fault." Harry said.
"I believe what that brother of yours has been teaching you is way too dangerous." The Transfiguration teacher said.
"How did you know about the lessons?" Hermione asked, a bit shocked that they had realized Dylan was teaching them beyond the art of the wand.
"It wasn't hard to miss," Dumbledore said, speaking for the first time, "You didn't make any effort to hide the release of magical energies every time you trained."
"You are children, you should not be learning how to become War Wizards. It's not your place."
Harry and Hermione were silent. Trying to avoid detention was all they were trying to do now.
"Where are Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter?" McGonagall asked.
Neither answered, not instantly at least. Different possibilities for lies ran through both of their heads, at the speed of light, but nothing that they would buy seemed to pass through their minds that the Professors would buy into.
"Well?" She asked, more insistent about the question this time.
"Ummmmmm.."Harry started, but then grabbed Hermione's hand, and shimmered themselves both inside the castle.
"That was close." Hermione said.
"I know. Lets get moving. It won't be long before lunch starts."