Disclaimer: I don't own nobody of the characters, they are property of JK Rowling
A/N: Thanks to all my reviewers! I really appreciate your comments. And thanks to Petunia, my beta.
Coolone007: Yeah they're only sleeping. You don't have to worry about Ron for now. He knows nothing about them being mages.
RickyElRey: The name is different but the concept is that, you're right.
Fire Gazer: Well, they are like the light sabers…after all, the title is "Jedi Mages"…a connection with SW had to be here…
KypDurron: We know that…but he doesn't know how deep is their love…plus, he thinks he would be able to defeat Harry…
HnH4EvA19: No, Tom won't attack. I'm sorry but this fic is especially on H/H, I don't think I'll speak about the other's emotions.
Mister_Midnight: I know all of you were waiting this moment…however, Hermione's is gold because I think gold is something pure, and Hermione is really a pure soul, so…Harry's is green because if I don't remember bad the Jedi in SW had green light sabers, plus it matches his eyes…
Rekka: Don't worry' I've already it all written, I'm only working on it to make it better, so I'll surely finish to post it.
Chapter Fourteen
"Summer"
Harry and Hermione continued training every night, but for a long time they were not able to control their Soul Blazes…
Many times, Harry's one literally caused little explosions, while Hermione had troubles in maintaining it…very often, she was able to evocate it only for few moments…Dumbledore and McGonagall kept encouraging them, also because they, even with these difficulties, were very much forward in their training than what the Professors expected…
One night, they entered as usual the Room of Requirements, and started to concentrate in evocating their swords…they succeeded, and trying very hard, they were finally able to control them…so, Dumbledore said:
"Ok…now, at turn, try to cut that block of iron…you'll be the first, Harry…"
Harry moved toward the centre of the room, where the block was, and slowly moved the sword toward it…in the very moment the green light touched the iron, a huge quantity of sparkles started to fly in the air, and after some moments, Harry's sword was in the middle of the block…Harry kept going, but suddenly he released his wand, letting it fall on the ground, and his sword vanished…
Dumbledore smiled, and took the wand from the floor, while Harry was massaging his hand…
"It was burning, isn't it, Harry?" the Headmaster asked
Harry nodded, still keeping his hand in the other…Dumbledore gave him his wand, and said:
"It had happened, Harry, because you had not given the necessary soul strength to the sword, so it encountered strong resistance by the metal, and the attrition had caused an intense heat in your wand…you must remember this is like a real sword, and the attrition on a real sword causes heat to flow trough it…well, now, rest a moment, while Hermione tries…"
Hermione neared the block, that McGonagall had magically restored, and started to cut the metal…but her sword light off quite soon…
McGonagall said: "You need to let all your soul strength in it, Ms. Granger…if not, you'll not be able to use your sword, you'll be able only to show it…"
Hermione evocated it again, and concentrated…the gold sword became every moment more brilliant, and finally Hermione tried again to cut the iron…this time, she had almost succeeded in cutting all the block, when her sword "exploded"…
"This time, you have put too much violence in the flowing of your soul in it…it was too abrupt for the task you were doing…" Dumbledore commented, and gave a sign to Harry to try again…
This time, Harry, learning from his and Hermione's mistakes, was able to cut properly the block, and Dumbledore clapped his hands, pride clearly in his eyes…then, it was again Hermione's turn…
After an hard training, finally the Professors let them to go and rest in their beds…Harry and Hermione were walking in a corridor, when suddenly Harry found himself alone…
He turned, and saw Hermione leaned on an armour…he walked back to her, and asked:
"Mione…what's the problem?" but she didn't respond…when he reached her, he saw she had fallen asleep…
Harry smiled, and picked her up in his arms…he brought her to her dorm, and settled her in her bed…he had given her a goodnight kiss on her forehead, and was exiting the room, when she said, with a sleepy voice:
"Thanks, Harry…you're so sweet…"
"Anything for you, my love…"
"Good Night, sweetie…" she replied, closing her eyes…
Next day, Harry received a letter, from Mrs. Weasley:
"Dear Harry,
Ron is missing…we are
Searching him since two
Days…however, he was
Act strangely since his
Arrive at home…if you
Heard about him, please
Inform us…
Molly"
Harry brought immediately the letter to Dumbledore, who took it and sent Harry back to the Gryffindor Tower, assuring him he would do everything he could…however, as soon as Harry had exited his office, the Headmaster muttered:
"I think I know what is up with him, and if it is true, we cannot do nothing, unfortunately…this is an his choice…"
Training was draining Harry's and Hermione's energies, but they were improving greatly…by now, at the middle of August, they were able to use their swords to cut all kind of objects, and to deflect most of the spells…they had to work only on deflecting the "Unforgivables"…
One night, however, even if they had had the training, Hermione, as soon as they arrived in the common room, led Harry in her dorm, a mischievous look in her eyes…
She kissed him, and he replied to her kiss…their passion was emerging, and Harry started unbuttoning her shirt, while she was doing the same…soon, their hands were touching the other's bare skin, and they let little moans escape from their mouths…soon, Harry found her bra's clasp, and removed it, cupping her breasts in his hands…then, he started taking her nipples in his mouth…
Next morning, Harry woke up with her in his arms, and both of them were naked…Harry smiled, remembering the happenings of the previous night…they had been intimate for the first time…the first time in their lives, also, as both of them were virgins…