Chapter 4
Truth
Hermione sat there on the couch trying to swallow what she had just been told. She was also trying to comprehend the fact that she had a real live Wizard standing right in front of her. She stood up and began to pace with her right hand resting on the crown of her head as though she was holding her head in place.
"I don't believe this," she said, "I thought you people were just figments of Myths and Legends." Harry shrugged,
"Some times myths and legends have more truth in them than we realize." He replied.
"I have a lot of questions to ask you," said Hermione but first and foremost, "What is going on here?"
"If you'll stop pacing and sit down, I tell you the whole story or better yet I'll show you." Suddenly the room around them began to fade away and all at once they were standing in the corridor of a castle.
"Where are we?" asked Hermione looking around.
"The Past," replied Harry, "My past to be exact." Harry turned and guided Hermione right through the wall into a large room with fireplace, tapestries and antique furniture.
"How did we do that?" whispered Hermione.
"We don't physically exist in this time period," replied Harry, "We're in the fourth dimension, unseen observers if you will and you don't have to whisper nobody can hear us either." Just then Hermione saw the three 12 year-old boys that were sitting side by side on the floor by the fireplace. One had black hair, one red, and one brown.
"That's you isn't it?" she said pointing to the black haired boy in the glasses.
Harry smiled and nodded,
"Yeah," he said, "that was before my eyesight was fixed. The red-head is my best friend Ron Weasley and the Brunette is Koval."
"You mean the guy that tried to kill us tonight?" gasped Hermione. Harry simply nodded, he was a friend of mine and Ron's when were in school here at Hogwarts."
"It that what this place is called, Hogwarts?"
"Yes," replied Harry, "It's a school to train magical kids in the use of their gift."
"What happen to Koval?" asked Hermione.
"He became obsessed with making himself more and more powerful, and he was corrupted by his own power." The room faded a way for a few seconds they reappeared. This time the young Harry looked about 15 he and Koval stood facing each other with determination written all over there faces. Ron stood between them.
"Koval tried to convince us to join him in his mad lust for power," said Harry they watched as young Ron walked over and stood next to young Harry with an equally determined look on his face. Koval scowled the he spin on his heel and strode from the room.
"When he couldn't sway us over to his side he left the school," said Harry, "and we didn't hear of him again for three years. Ron and I were rookie Aurors when he made his reappearance."
"What's an Auror?" asked Hermione
"A Wizard Law enforcement agent," Replied Harry, " sort of like the police and Scotland Yard rolled into one."
"You're a cop?" said Hermione.
Harry nodded,
"A Wizard cop."
The scene began to change around them again and Harry resumed the tale,
"As I was saying Ron and I were just fresh out of basic training when we were assigned to capture Koval. Apparently our superiors didn't take Koval's initial threats seriously enough to send any of the other more experienced Aurors. Koval had grow in power just as we had." The scene was now a rocky desolate hillside where a fierce battle between Ron, Harry and Koval raged. At the base of the hill in a clear flat area there stood an ominous looking stone tower.
"Koval was powerful," said Harry, "But he was also arrogant. He let down his guard just once and was captured. Koval was blown backwards into the tower. Ron and Harry Raised their hands and energy bolts flew out causing the silver shackles that were there to grab Koval's wrists and ankles. Koval Jerked and pulled on the chains howling in rage and frustration as the younger Harry and Ron walked out of the tower and teleported away.
"That's where Koval stayed until he escaped a few days ago." Said Harry
"What kept him from just teleporting away like you did?" asked Hermione.
"Its a special tower," replied Harry, "you can't teleport inside it."
"That explains Koval but it doesn't explain why he was after my Family's heirloom." Said Hermione as she found her self in her own living room again.
"Do you remember the chest that you caught me with at the Museum?" asked Harry.
"Yes of course," said Hermione, "but what does that have to do with all of this?"
"That chest is a special Wizard chest," Replied Harry, "over a thousand years ago a wizard named Godric Gryffindor one of the greatest in out history discovered scroll that showed how release the mystic holding areas where we imprison monsters and evil wizards. Not only release but also control what is in them. He knew that this scroll was too dangerous to trust to anyone, so he locked in his chest and hid it in that crypt where it was found. It is said that the chest could be opened by anyone who hand Gryffindor's pendant. It's said that Gryffindor gave to Pendant to his most trusted non-magic (or muggle as we say) friend a man named Sir Galen Granger the lord of the northern shires."
"Harry," Said Hermione touching the pendant around her neck, "this is that pendant isn't it?"
"Yes," said Harry, "I believe so, that is part of the reason that I allowed you to arrest me at the museum when saw that pendant I knew yow would be one of Koval's targets too Koval wants to open the chest to get to the scroll and gain its power but in order to do that he must get the scroll in time to read it at midnight on the night that a lunar eclipse occurs at the same time that earth is aligned with mars and the outer planets that is a time we call the Blood Moon."
"You stayed to protect me?" said Hermione wide eyed, "why, you could have just taken the chest and the pendant and left."
"Godric and Galen were close friends," said Harry, "they once made a pact that said that they would always protect each other and their family and their descendants would always protect each other as well. I am a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor I'm honor bound to protect you and your family and because I care." Hermione stood up and walked over to stand in front of the fireplace with her back to Harry. Harry suddenly noticed her shoulder shaking a little. He stood up and walked over to her only to realize that she had been standing there crying silently.
"Harry," she said wiping her eyes, "for once in my life I'm scared. Out there is someone that the police can't stop and he's trying to kill me, and release monsters on the world." Harry placed his hands gently on her shoulder and turned her to face him.
"Hermione," he said, "I'm on your side remember and I am willing to die to keep you safe. We will stop Koval."
"Why are you willing to die?" said Hermione, "How could you care that much? You don't even know me?"
"It's not a person's family history or Birth date that makes you care about them," said Harry as he gently brushed her stray bangs out of her face, "it's what you can see in their heart, and you are a good person Hermione Granger." They stood looking at each other as they stood there their faces began moving a little closer with each second. Hermione closed her eyes and leaned forward a little more for the kiss that seemed inevitable. Just as their lips were about to touch, the shrill sound of sirens cut through the night air as they surrounded the house shattering the mood of the moment.
"MISTER," came the voice over the bullhorn from one of the squad cars, "WE KNOW THAT YOU'RE IN THERE, LET DETECTIVE GRANGER GO AND COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!
TBC. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW
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