Revelation II-Lycantor

REVELATION II-LYCANTOR

CHAPTER FOURTEEN-MEDROXY LUPUS ARIMUS

"I think she's dead," I heard Annabelle choke out.

"No! Please no!" I sobbed burying my face into the soft fur on top of the wolf's head. I cried long and hard into the fur. I didn't realize that the tip of one of the canines dug into the top of my hand.

"They destroyed each other," Annabelle said as her voice cracked.

Rob sank to his knees beside me and put his arms around me. I buried my face into his shoulder with the wolf's head on my lap.

A bit of the blood got onto the front of my robe and uniform but I didn't care. Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape went over to the gray wolf's body that had now changed into Harry's human form. Professor Snape took off his robe and covered Harry's body with it. The white wolf's form vanished and Hermione's human form replaced it.

"Take her up to the common room," Professor Dumbledore said gently.

Rob and Annabelle helped me up to the common room.

I stretched out on the couch and sobbed.

"What happened to your hand?" Annabelle asked.

"Oh. I cut it on the edge of the house table," I said.

Annabelle nodded.

Rob held me while I cried.

"I miss Hermione," I sobbed. "That's three of them we lost."

"I can imagine," Annabelle said gently. "I will be leaving soon."

My head snapped up.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"I'm no longer needed here," Annabelle said reasonably. "It's over."

"I'm all alone here!" I cried frantically. "I have no one else to go to!"

"I'll stay," Rob offered. "Maybe Dumbledore will let me come here so you won't be alone."

I just pressed my face tighter into Rob's chest.

The next morning, Annabelle left. She threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug. She thanked Professor Dumbledore for letting her teach here. By now, it was the end of the term. Students were getting ready to leave to head home the next day.

He allowed Rob to stay with me and come back next year to study with me so I wouldn't be alone.

Annabelle smiled at me before she left the castle.

Rob and I headed back upstairs to the common room.

He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

"How's your hand doing?" he asked gently.

"Much better. I feel great but I miss the trio," I sobbed.

"I know. I miss Amy the same way," he added softly.

He tilted my head back gently and then moved his face closer to mine until our lips met. He kissed me gently and softly.

"Don't worry. Everything will be okay," he said reassuringly.

I smiled back.

That night, Rob headed into the boys' dorm and I headed back to the girls'. Lavender and Parvati were subdued as well as the rest of the Gryffindors. Most of them had seen what had happened in the Great Hall.

They didn't speak much but just went about packing up their belongings and working as if in a trance.

I missed Ron, Hermione and Harry. The trio was gone. It was really over now.

We would be leaving the day after tomorrow, but everyone liked to pack early and just left out what they would need. Classes were shorter and I couldn't bear them anymore with out my friends. Rob was great and caring and understanding, but it wasn't the same. The trio knew me and I knew them. It's going to take some time now before Rob gets to really know me for who I am and vice versa.

I have a tale to tell. Sometimes it gets so hard to hide it well.

I was not ready for the fall...too blind to see the writing on the wall.

A man can tell a thousand words I've learned my lesson well

Hope I live to tell the secret I have learned till then it will burn inside of me.

I know where beauty lives...I've seen it once I know the warm she gives.

The light that you could never see, it shines inside you can't take that from me.

A man can tell a thousand lies I've learned my lesson well, hope I live to tell the secret I have done till then it will burn inside of me...

The truth is never far behind you've kept it hidden well, if I live to tell the secret I knew then will I ever have the chance again?

If I ran away, I'd never have the strength to go very far... how will they hear the beating of my heart? Will it grow cold? The secret that I hide will I grow old? When will they hear, how will they know?

A man can tell a thousand lies I've learned my lesson well. Hope I live to tell the secret I have learned...till then it will burn inside of me.

That afternoon during the break from classes, I really wasn't in the mood for the upcoming dinner. I wasn't very hungry, but Rob insisted that I eat.

"Listen. I know how you feel. I lost Amy remember? But I don't think they would want you moping around feeling sorry for yourself," Rob said gently.

I muttered something and just stared into the fireplace.

"Why did this have to happen, Rob? Why must I lose four people that I love?"

Rob put his arm around my shoulders tighter.

"I know. This was a nightmare," he said. "But thankfully, it's over now."

I sighed again and pressed my face into his chest.

Rob gently tilted my head back. We stared into each others' eyes for a while before Rob lowered his face close to mine until our lips met. He kissed me gently and softly. I returned the kisses the same way.

After a few moments we pulled apart, our breaths sawing in and out.

"I'll be right back," Rob said as he got up and left the common room.

I spied Hermione's bag resting by the couch. I didn't know what we were going to do with Harry and Hermione's belongings. I felt tears forming as I reached over and grabbed Hermione's bag. The book on the werewolves was still in there.

I gently pulled it from the bag and flipped it open to the middle of the book. The tears were filling my eyes so much that the words on the page became blurred.

But I managed to make out one word.

RETURN.

Blinking so the tears would stream down my cheeks, I was now able to read more.

"If both werewolves finish themselves off, as destroying one another, there is a slight chance that the Medroxy Lupus Arimus potion might be able to bring them back to life. They will be able to RETURN. But the potion must be administered 19 hours after their death. Any longer and the potion may not work. There is a slim chance that it won't, but then there is a slim chance that it might"

"ROB!" I screamed slamming the book shut and placing it on the couch beside me.

I jumped to my feet and left the common room. I found Rob walking toward me.

"Ginny? What's wrong?" he demanded.

"We might be able to bring them back!" I said excitedly.

"What are you talking about?" Rob asked carefully studying my face.

"We might be able to bring Harry and Hermione back!" I gushed again. "I read it in the book!"

"Gin, they're dead, hon," Rob said slowly.

"Dammit! Go get the book on the couch and meet me at Professor Dumbledore's office!" I snarled as I took off down the corridor.

I reached Professor Dumbledore's office. Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall were already there.

"Miss Weasley? Is everything okay?" Professor McGonagall asked looking concerned.

"We can bring them back!" I gushed.

Professor Dumbledore slowly stood up behind his desk, keeping the palms of his hands face down on the desk.

"What are you saying?" he asked gently.

"I'm saying there's a slim chance we can bring Hermione and Harry back! It's in the book Hermione got from the library!" I continued.

Rob appeared behind me out of breath and he was holding the book in his hand.

He handed it to me and I flipped it open to the section where I read the passage.

I then gave it to Professor Dumbledore.

"My God. She's right!" Professor Dumbledore said. "Severus, is the potion ready?"

"Just about Headmaster," Snape answered.

"Minerva, go to the hospital wing where Miss Granger and Mr. Potter are being held. Tell Poppy that we will be coming shortly. We might be able to bring them back," Professor Dumbledore said eagerly.

Professor McGonagall nodded and left the office.

"Come on you two," Professor Dumbledore said as he, Professor Snape, Rob and I left the office and headed down to the dungeon where the Medroxy Lupus Arimus potion was brewing.

Professor Snape filled two big glass tubes, much like they use in Muggle laboratories to collect blood, and we headed out of the dungeon to make our way to the hospital wing.

Professor McGonagall was standing in front of two cots where a white sheet had been pulled over the bodies lying on them. It was still hard to believe that those people lying under there were Harry and Hermione.

Professor McGonagall pulled down the sheets exposing their heads and shoulders and folded the sheet on their chests keeping only the head and shoulders visible.

Harry's throat was badly mangled and so was Hermione's. I felt a wave of emotions again. Rob put his hand on my shoulder and was standing behind me. Professor McGonagall took the one tube and stood next to Hermione. Professor Dumbledore took the other one and stood next to Harry.

"Let's pray that it works," I whispered.

I felt Rob squeeze my shoulder gently.

They gently tilted Harry and Hermione's heads back and put the rim of the tube to their lips. They poured the liquid into their mouths.

Once the tube was empty, they stood back and we waited.

We waited for like 10 minutes when nothing happened.

"I'm sorry...I don't think it will work. Normally, the potion would work immediately," Professor Snape said looking at me.

For the first time since I've known him, there was actually regret and sadness in his eyes. He was human after all.

"Wait! Look!" Rob said pointing.

We all looked.

Hermione's throat seemed to me magically healing by itself. So was Harry's. The pale color vanished from their skins. Then, their chests began rising and falling in rhythm.

"They're alive again!" I cried happily.

Hermione's eyes opened. Harry's opened next. Then, they sat up in the cot. Hermione clutched the sheet to her chest. They were both naked.

"What happened?" Hermione asked looking from me, to Rob, to the Professors.

I went to lunge forward to hug Hermione, but Professor Snape threw his arm out across my chest to stop me.

"Wait. We don't know if its them or not. The potion has a tendency to change personalities. Remember they have been dead. They might not be the same. We have to make sure first," he said.

I nodded and returned my eyes back onto Harry and Hermione.

"Miss Granger...what are your parents' names?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Elizabeth and William," Hermione replied.

"Harry...who was your godfather?" Professor Dumbledore asked.

"Sirius but he's dead now," Harry replied.

"Where's Ron?" Professor Snape asked next.

"Dead. A werewolf killed him," Hermione replied. "What's going on here?"

"They're fine," Snape said as he lowered his arm so I could hug Hermione.

I threw my arms around her and hugged her tightly.

"I missed you so much!" I sobbed burying my face into her shoulder.

"Where'd I go?" Hermione asked confused.

"Good to have you back, Harry," Professor Dumbledore said putting a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Again where'd we go?" Harry asked looking from Hermione to Professor Dumbledore.

Professor Dumbledore sighed.

"I think it be best if Ginny explains it,"

Harry and Hermione's eyes locked on me. I sat down on the edge of Hermione's bed and launched into the entire story.

"So we destroyed each other?" Harry asked weakly looking at Hermione as if he'd rather swallow a poisonous Dretwor flower.

We all nodded.

"You were two evil werewolf demons. Zanix and Lenxaz," Professor Dumbledore said.

"I'm just glad that it's over now," I sighed happily and gave each of them another round of hugs.

"Let them rest," Professor Dumbledore said kindly. "We will check on you in the morning."

So we left.

HERMIONE

I looked over at Harry.

"I feel so awful. I would never, ever hurt you," Harry said his emerald green eyes filling with tears.

"I know. But it wasn't you," I replied softly. "And it wasn't me either."

Harry looked relieved.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

We reached out and interlocked our hands and fingers. He smiled at me.

I smiled back.

Shortly, I fell asleep and so did Harry.

ROB.

I was glad that Ginny had her friends back now. I decided to take a walk in the corridor. I looked out the window.

A crescent moon hung in a midnight sky with several stars twinkling. It was finally over now. No more werewolves. I smiled and continued to walk.

About halfway down the corridor I sensed someone behind me. I turned around. No one was there.

I shrugged and continued to walk. Again, that feeling that someone was behind me returned.

This time, I actually felt someone behind me. But something was wrong. I felt excess hair all over and I heard low grumbling growls in the throat. I stopped walking. It was directly behind me now. I could feel the hot breath on the back of my neck. My breathing sped up. It smelled horrible.

I slowly turned around and that's when a large hairy arm swiped at my neck.