Everything I Do, I Do It For You
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Adult ++
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Macula Animadverto (Flawed Reality)
Chapter 21:- Macula Animadverto (Flawed Reality)
Andrew awoke in his bed, sitting up quickly. He was tangled up in the sheets and his brow was drenched in sweat. Looking over to the alarm clock, he saw it read 1:12 a.m. He realized this was significant, but his sleep-deprived mind couldn’t wrap around what it meant. He still had the images in his head of the most vivid dream he had ever had in his life.
Untangling himself from his sheets, he hastily walked over to the wardrobe and pulled on a shirt and a pair of trousers. Searching in the darkness for his shoes, he finally located them under his bed. Slipping them on without any socks, he ran over to the bureau and grabbed his keys before racing out the front door. He had to get down to the hospital now . . . he knew it was a matter of life and death.
***
Hermione was walking around the lake at Hogwarts. It was a beautiful summer’s day and a light breeze was blowing through her hair. She lifted her head towards the sun and closed her eyes.
‘How did I get here?’ She thought to herself before dismissing the thought; she lowered her head and saw Harry and Ron lying back beneath the Whopping Willow, their brooms propped up against the ancient tree. She ran over to them and they stood up as she neared them. Hermione flung herself into a three-way hug with the two young men.
“What are you two doing here?” Hermione asked breathlessly.
“Oh, just hanging around,” came Ron’s reply.
She turned to face Harry. His green eyes bore into hers with a mixture of concern and distress intertwined.
“You can’t be here, Hermione,” he stated, as he looked at the ground.
“But why!?!” She asked him, lifting her chin slightly. When he didn’t answer her, she continued. “It’s lovely here, and besides, you are both here and there’s no place I’d rather be right now.”
Hermione felt Ron’s hand on her arm, and she turned her gaze to him.
“Harry’s right!” Ron said, shaking his head; his expression was heartbreaking as he continued, “You don’t belong here, not now anyway.”
“But where is here?” Hermione asked, confused. She looked over to Harry, who had met her eyes once more.
“Hermione, think,” Harry started. “This is the next realm of being. You . . . don’t belong here.” A pained looked crossed Harry’s face for a second before a genuine smile passed his lips. “We will meet again, but not now.”
“But . . . but I like it here. I feel no pain; actually I feel wonderful and it is glorious here.” Hermione turned away from both her friends as she spoke, her voice wavering.
She felt a hand on her shoulder, but refused to turn around. “You know we’re right, Hermione,” Ron said, his voice now poignant.
Turning to look at them both, she felt her eyes well up with tears.
“But . . . I want to stay here with the both of you. Please don’t make me leave here.”
“You can’t stay here and I think you know that. There is more for you to do before you cross over into this realm,” Harry said, his intense look never leaving her.
“I know,” Hermione sighed, finally defeated.
“Then go now. I promise you . . . we will all meet again,” Harry said, as he hugged her.
Ron stepped up after Harry was done and embraced Hermione in hug.
“I love you and nothing will ever change that, but you really have to go,” Ron whispered into her ear.
“I love you too, both of you. You are the best friends a person could ever want.” Hermione felt the tears flowing freely from her eyes.
“As are you, Hermione,” Harry said.
“Stay safe,” Ron replied, as they both turned around and picked up their brooms.
Hermione watched as they mounted their brooms, kicked off, and disappeared. A feeling of dread surrounded her.
“Wait!” she screamed. “You never told me what I had left to do.” It was useless, as they had both vanished and she was staring into the bright empty sky.
Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes.
***
Doctor Andrew Lopes tore into Calan Park’s parking lot, not even bothering to stop his car. He pulled the emergency hand brake up and left it there, still running, in the main entranceway. As he came into the main lobby, his legs were directing him towards the patient quarters, moving faster than his mind could follow. He raced along the corridors as a worried nurse called out behind him. However, he didn’t hear what she said, as he sprinted along on his way to room 112.
Flinging the door open and taking a couple of steps towards Hermione Granger, he saw blood, lots of blood. He froze for a second before his medical training took over and he went into automatic pilot. His fingers, as if by design, went to his belt looking for the red button on his beeper. Realization dawned on him - he had left it on his bedside table. He quickly grabbed Hermione’s wrist and felt for a pulse. It was there, faint, but at least she was still alive.
Grabbing the sheets at the end of her bed, he rolled them up, and releasing the side rail, he stood next to her. He slowly inched the needle from her jugular and quickly pressed the sheet to her neck.
***
Keeping his wand aimed at Peter’s chest, Severus whispered, “Reverto ut bestia vultus.” Each word was spoken with control and precision. The magic sprang from his wand and hit Peter straight in the chest.
Peter stiffened a little and then started his transformation. Severus was quick and picked up the rat before it could make its escape. Wormtail tried to squirm and bite the Potions Master’s fingers; however, this just made Severus angrier and he tightened his grip.
Spying a rock to his left, Severus made quick work of it, transfiguring it into a small cage into which he tossed the now compliant Animagus. Placing an unbreakable spell on the tiny lock, he clicked it into position and then laid the strongest wards he knew on the little cage - completely satisfied that Wormtail could indeed not escape.
Gathering the cage under his arm and holding onto his wand in his hand, he Apparated back to the outskirts of Hogwarts.
***
Nurse Betty Connor was in charge of the night duty. With little to do, she spent most of her time sitting at the front admissions counter reading a magazine, preoccupied with her own thoughts.
Tonight she was broken from one of her many reflections by the sight of Doctor Lopes tearing through the hospital like a man on a mission. When she asked him what was up, he just hurried on by her, not paying any notice. She decided to follow him, if nothing else to help break up the monotony of her night.
She had to run to keep up with him, and lost sight of him as he made his way into the patients’ quarters. Huffing and puffing, she slowed down a little bit to catch her breath then continued on, determined to find out what was so important to the doctor at almost one-thirty in the morning.
Rounding a corner she noticed the door to room 112 was slightly ajar, and peering into the room, she took in the sight that greeted her. Doctor Lopes was standing next to a patient, one she wasn’t entirely familiar with, holding a sheet up to her neck. Nurse Connor gasped as she took in the sight of blood; it had dripped on to the white tiled floor and covered a lot of the bed.
Doctor Lopes turned around to face her. “Well don’t just stand there gaping at me, come and give me a hand.”
***
The first rays of sunlight were just beginning to make their way onto the grounds of Hogwarts when Severus and Wormtail appeared.
Casting a quick disillusion charm, Severus noticed that the wards were now back up, as he made his way quickly through the grounds of Hogwarts through the side entrance. He picked up the pace and met no one on his way to the Headmaster’s office. Reaching it, he realized that he didn’t know the current password and stopped in front of the stone gargoyle that marked the front entrance. He only had to wait a second, as the gargoyle moved out of the way of its own accord; Severus hurried up the spiral staircase, taking two steps at a time. Grabbing the doorknob, he turned it and pushed the door open, seeing Dumbledore sitting behind his desk. Tapping himself with his wand he immediately became visible once more.
“Ah, Severus, I thought you were on sabbatical and here you are. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” the Headmaster asked, eyeing the cage that was pressed firmly under the younger wizard’s arm.
“I thought you’d like a word with an old friend,” Severus replied, raising one eyebrow as he placed the cage down on the desk in front of the Headmaster.
***
A/N: Reverto ut bestia vultus means “Return to animal form.”
Thanks to both my betas, Jessica and LydiaCarol, your both the best...
Please read and review, let me know what you thought about this chapter...
Thanks to all of my reviewers, your all awesome!!!
Disclaimer:- Well not all of it is mine as most of it belongs to JK, however, I have borrowed her characters, added my own and put them all in mortal danger... HE HE HE!!!
http://www.tranexp.com:2000/Translate/result.shtml :- This is the website that translates English to Latin.
Andrew awoke in his bed, sitting up quickly. He was tangled up in the sheets and his brow was drenched in sweat. Looking over to the alarm clock, he saw it read 1:12 a.m. He realized this was significant, but his sleep-deprived mind couldn’t wrap around what it meant. He still had the images in his head of the most vivid dream he had ever had in his life.
Untangling himself from his sheets, he hastily walked over to the wardrobe and pulled on a shirt and a pair of trousers. Searching in the darkness for his shoes, he finally located them under his bed. Slipping them on without any socks, he ran over to the bureau and grabbed his keys before racing out the front door. He had to get down to the hospital now . . . he knew it was a matter of life and death.
***
Hermione was walking around the lake at Hogwarts. It was a beautiful summer’s day and a light breeze was blowing through her hair. She lifted her head towards the sun and closed her eyes.
‘How did I get here?’ She thought to herself before dismissing the thought; she lowered her head and saw Harry and Ron lying back beneath the Whopping Willow, their brooms propped up against the ancient tree. She ran over to them and they stood up as she neared them. Hermione flung herself into a three-way hug with the two young men.
“What are you two doing here?” Hermione asked breathlessly.
“Oh, just hanging around,” came Ron’s reply.
She turned to face Harry. His green eyes bore into hers with a mixture of concern and distress intertwined.
“You can’t be here, Hermione,” he stated, as he looked at the ground.
“But why!?!” She asked him, lifting her chin slightly. When he didn’t answer her, she continued. “It’s lovely here, and besides, you are both here and there’s no place I’d rather be right now.”
Hermione felt Ron’s hand on her arm, and she turned her gaze to him.
“Harry’s right!” Ron said, shaking his head; his expression was heartbreaking as he continued, “You don’t belong here, not now anyway.”
“But where is here?” Hermione asked, confused. She looked over to Harry, who had met her eyes once more.
“Hermione, think,” Harry started. “This is the next realm of being. You . . . don’t belong here.” A pained looked crossed Harry’s face for a second before a genuine smile passed his lips. “We will meet again, but not now.”
“But . . . but I like it here. I feel no pain; actually I feel wonderful and it is glorious here.” Hermione turned away from both her friends as she spoke, her voice wavering.
She felt a hand on her shoulder, but refused to turn around. “You know we’re right, Hermione,” Ron said, his voice now poignant.
Turning to look at them both, she felt her eyes well up with tears.
“But . . . I want to stay here with the both of you. Please don’t make me leave here.”
“You can’t stay here and I think you know that. There is more for you to do before you cross over into this realm,” Harry said, his intense look never leaving her.
“I know,” Hermione sighed, finally defeated.
“Then go now. I promise you . . . we will all meet again,” Harry said, as he hugged her.
Ron stepped up after Harry was done and embraced Hermione in hug.
“I love you and nothing will ever change that, but you really have to go,” Ron whispered into her ear.
“I love you too, both of you. You are the best friends a person could ever want.” Hermione felt the tears flowing freely from her eyes.
“As are you, Hermione,” Harry said.
“Stay safe,” Ron replied, as they both turned around and picked up their brooms.
Hermione watched as they mounted their brooms, kicked off, and disappeared. A feeling of dread surrounded her.
“Wait!” she screamed. “You never told me what I had left to do.” It was useless, as they had both vanished and she was staring into the bright empty sky.
Taking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes.
***
Doctor Andrew Lopes tore into Calan Park’s parking lot, not even bothering to stop his car. He pulled the emergency hand brake up and left it there, still running, in the main entranceway. As he came into the main lobby, his legs were directing him towards the patient quarters, moving faster than his mind could follow. He raced along the corridors as a worried nurse called out behind him. However, he didn’t hear what she said, as he sprinted along on his way to room 112.
Flinging the door open and taking a couple of steps towards Hermione Granger, he saw blood, lots of blood. He froze for a second before his medical training took over and he went into automatic pilot. His fingers, as if by design, went to his belt looking for the red button on his beeper. Realization dawned on him - he had left it on his bedside table. He quickly grabbed Hermione’s wrist and felt for a pulse. It was there, faint, but at least she was still alive.
Grabbing the sheets at the end of her bed, he rolled them up, and releasing the side rail, he stood next to her. He slowly inched the needle from her jugular and quickly pressed the sheet to her neck.
***
Keeping his wand aimed at Peter’s chest, Severus whispered, “Reverto ut bestia vultus.” Each word was spoken with control and precision. The magic sprang from his wand and hit Peter straight in the chest.
Peter stiffened a little and then started his transformation. Severus was quick and picked up the rat before it could make its escape. Wormtail tried to squirm and bite the Potions Master’s fingers; however, this just made Severus angrier and he tightened his grip.
Spying a rock to his left, Severus made quick work of it, transfiguring it into a small cage into which he tossed the now compliant Animagus. Placing an unbreakable spell on the tiny lock, he clicked it into position and then laid the strongest wards he knew on the little cage - completely satisfied that Wormtail could indeed not escape.
Gathering the cage under his arm and holding onto his wand in his hand, he Apparated back to the outskirts of Hogwarts.
***
Nurse Betty Connor was in charge of the night duty. With little to do, she spent most of her time sitting at the front admissions counter reading a magazine, preoccupied with her own thoughts.
Tonight she was broken from one of her many reflections by the sight of Doctor Lopes tearing through the hospital like a man on a mission. When she asked him what was up, he just hurried on by her, not paying any notice. She decided to follow him, if nothing else to help break up the monotony of her night.
She had to run to keep up with him, and lost sight of him as he made his way into the patients’ quarters. Huffing and puffing, she slowed down a little bit to catch her breath then continued on, determined to find out what was so important to the doctor at almost one-thirty in the morning.
Rounding a corner she noticed the door to room 112 was slightly ajar, and peering into the room, she took in the sight that greeted her. Doctor Lopes was standing next to a patient, one she wasn’t entirely familiar with, holding a sheet up to her neck. Nurse Connor gasped as she took in the sight of blood; it had dripped on to the white tiled floor and covered a lot of the bed.
Doctor Lopes turned around to face her. “Well don’t just stand there gaping at me, come and give me a hand.”
***
The first rays of sunlight were just beginning to make their way onto the grounds of Hogwarts when Severus and Wormtail appeared.
Casting a quick disillusion charm, Severus noticed that the wards were now back up, as he made his way quickly through the grounds of Hogwarts through the side entrance. He picked up the pace and met no one on his way to the Headmaster’s office. Reaching it, he realized that he didn’t know the current password and stopped in front of the stone gargoyle that marked the front entrance. He only had to wait a second, as the gargoyle moved out of the way of its own accord; Severus hurried up the spiral staircase, taking two steps at a time. Grabbing the doorknob, he turned it and pushed the door open, seeing Dumbledore sitting behind his desk. Tapping himself with his wand he immediately became visible once more.
“Ah, Severus, I thought you were on sabbatical and here you are. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” the Headmaster asked, eyeing the cage that was pressed firmly under the younger wizard’s arm.
“I thought you’d like a word with an old friend,” Severus replied, raising one eyebrow as he placed the cage down on the desk in front of the Headmaster.
***
A/N: Reverto ut bestia vultus means “Return to animal form.”
Thanks to both my betas, Jessica and LydiaCarol, your both the best...
Please read and review, let me know what you thought about this chapter...
Thanks to all of my reviewers, your all awesome!!!
Disclaimer:- Well not all of it is mine as most of it belongs to JK, however, I have borrowed her characters, added my own and put them all in mortal danger... HE HE HE!!!
http://www.tranexp.com:2000/Translate/result.shtml :- This is the website that translates English to Latin.