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Adult +
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6,178
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89
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A Talk with the Wiseman...and His Hat
Warnings: Angst,AU/AR,Crossover,H/C,Language,M/M (slash in later chapters), OOC-ness only to the extent that it fits the movie and plot
Author's note--The title is the same as the DVD. Yay for another chapter! Guess who the wiseman is... :D Enjoy and I hope you giggle!
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The Labyrinth
A Talk with the Wiseman…and His Hat
Hermione recovered first, since she was more used to being chased by Blast-Ended Skrewts than Harry was. She looked up and smiled.
“Ah, this is what we need,” she said, cheerful once again. “A ladder.” There was, indeed, a ladder that led up into darkness. “Follow me.” She began to climb it.
“How can I trust you?” Harry asked doubtfully. “You were taking me back to the beginning.”
“I wasn’t,” she answered ruefully. “I told him that just to throw him off the trail.”
“How can I believe anything you say?” He spread his arms helplessly. Hermione glanced down at him from a high rung.
“Let me put it this way,” she said, almost angrily. “What choice do you have?” Harry looked around.
“You’re right,” he said, defeated. He, too, began to climb.
“See, you’ve got to understand my position,” Hermione said conversationally as they climbed. She felt that she owed him an explanation. “I’m a Muggle-born in a world full of pure- and half-bloods, and Voldemort scares me.”
“What kind of position is that?” Harry didn’t quite understand, but he didn’t want to offend her by asking for more details unless she chose to share.
“No position,” she said simply. “That’s my point. You wouldn’t be so brave if you ever smelled St. Mungo’s Bog of Eternal Stench. It’s…it’s…Augh!” A ladder rung broke off in Hermione’s hand and clattered the long way down to the ground, reminding them that they were at least a story or two from the ground. The companions froze for a moment, and Harry reached up to pat Hermione’s calf comfortingly. Once she continued upward, Harry continued the conversation.
“Is that all it does is smell bad?” He asked, somewhat flippantly.
“Believe me, that’s enough,” she said. “If you so much as put a foot in the Bog of Stench, not only will you smell bad for the rest of your life, but you start to go slowly insane from magical maladies and injuries.” She reached the top of the ladder and pushed off the cover, revealing sunlight. “Ahhh, here we are, then!”
They both climbed out of a giant vase, and Hermione dusted herself off, giving Harry another broad smile.
“You’re on your own from now on,” she said, turning to leave.
“What?” Harry was gobsmacked.
“That’s it,” she clarified over her shoulder. “I quit.”
“Wait a minute!” Harry’s hands went to his hips. “Hermione!”
“I said I’d take you as far as I could go,” she explained reasonably, shrugging her shoulders. Harry frowned deeply.
“You little cheat! You nasty little cheat!”
“Now, don’t try to embarrass me,” she chided. “I have no pride.” She stuck her tongue out at him and tried to leave.
“Oh yeah?” Harry reached down and plucked the book strap from her belt, holding it up.
“Hey, those are my books!” She protested, reaching for them. Harry didn’t let her get close to it, holding it behind his back with one hand as he fended her off with the other. “Give them back to me! Give them back!” She howled, fighting until she tired out.
“Now, there’s the Manor,” Harry said, fastening the book strap to his own belt but keeping one hand on it. “Which way should we try?”
“Those are my rightful property!” Hermione exclaimed, pointing her finger in Harry’s face. “It’s not fair!”
“No, it isn’t,” Harry said smugly, and then realization smacked him across the face. “But that’s the way it is.” They were both distracted by an old man shuffling along, groaning softly as if it hurt to move. He was tall and thin, with a flowing head of white hair. He reached his goal—his chair—and he turned slowly, sitting. When Harry could see his face, he saw that the old man’s beard was as long as the rest of his hair, and as they walked closer, he saw blue eyes twinkling from behind half-moon spectacles. The most astonishing feature was a hat that looked like a phoenix sitting on his head.
“Excuse me, please, but can you help me?” Harry decided to take a chance and hoped this stranger was nice.
“Oh, a young knight!” Albus Dumbledore looked pleased, and if anything, the twinkle in his eye grew brighter. Fawkes the phoenix whistled his approval. The old man looked to Hermione. “And who is this?”
“My friend,” Harry replied, looking to Hermione as well, and he smiled at her. Hermione, who had been staring at the ground, glanced up at her companion in surprise, but Harry had already looked back to the old man; she didn’t see the black-haired boy smile at her.
“What can I do for you?” The old man wheezed.
“I must get to the Manor at the center of the labyrinth,” Harry admitted. “Do you know the way?” Albus took his time in replying, but when he did, Fawkes parroted him.
“Ah. Eh. So…you want to go to the castle, eh?”
“How’s that for brain power, huh?” Fawkes quipped. Harry hid a smirk while Hermione rolled her eyes.
“Be quiet!” Albus ordered, staring up at Fawkes with a glare.
“Aw, nuts,” the phoenix said.
“Young man,” the old man turned his attention back to Harry. “The way forward is sometimes the way back.”
“Aye,” Fawkes sighed. “Will you listen to this crap?” He ruffled his wings, letting out a few small chirps as Albus glared at him again.
“Will you please be quiet!”
“Alright, alright.”
“Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Alright?”
“Alright, sorry.”
“Are you finished?”
“Yes,” Fawkes answered, and this time, he stayed quiet. Albus looked back at Harry and smiled serenely.
“Quiet often, young man, it seems like we’re not getting anywhere when, in fact…”
“We are,” Fawkes just couldn’t help himself.
“We are,” Albus finished. Harry looked from man to bird doubtfully, but he didn’t want to be rude.
“Well, I’m certainly not getting anywhere at the moment,” he said diplomatically.
“Ha! Join the club!” Fawkes said sarcastically, glancing down at Albus, whose eyes were closed, and the old man began to snore. “I think that’s your lot. Please, leave a contribution in the little box.” In his sleep, the old man offered a small wooden box. Harry patted his pockets, and then his hands drifted to the book strap.
“Don’t you dare!” Hermione’s eyes went wide. “Those are MINE!” Harry turned his pockets inside out, and the only thing he came up with was his wand.
“I guess I can spare this,” he sighed regretfully, dropping his wand into the slot. The box lengthened to accommodate the contribution.
“Gracias, señor y señorita,” Fawkes chirped to both Harry and Hermione as they turned and shuffled away. Harry was decidedly more dejected than before as Hermione began to berate him.
“You didn’t have to give him that!” She exclaimed angrily. “He didn’t tell you anything!”
“Well, well, then,” Fawkes fluttered as they walked out of earshot. “There go a couple of suckers. Ah, it’s so stimulating being your hat!” He said sarcastically, knowing that the old man was asleep.
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Chapter notes
1. Gracias, señor y señorita This is Spanish for "Thank you, sir and ma'am" In the movie, the actual line is just "Gracias, señorita" but since Harry is a boy...but I just liked the tone in the bird's voice on the "señorita", so I included Hermione in the line as well.
Author's note--Okay, obviously Hermione has proper grammar, whereas Hoggle doesn't in the movie. I know that the old man in the movie seems rather unhelpful and stupid, which is SO not Dumbledore...but c'mon...the old man...the phoenix...it just fit!
WeasleyWench--Thanks for reading! I worked on the entire movie portion of it all day and all night (no, I didn't go to bed that night because I was too excited about what I was doing!) so I know what you mean when the plot bunnies invade!
thrnbrooke--Yay! Cool! Thanks!
Yami Bakura--*grins* Thank you, thank you. It is nice to see that I'm not the only one who appreciates the deliciousness of this movie! And I'm so glad that you approve of Azkaban...and I thought the "St. Mungo's" was a nice touch. :D
The junk yard...haha...what do you guess? ;) I can't tell you, except to "Read and Find Out" (and sorry, I HATE saying that!)
OMG OMG OMG YOU'VE HEARD OF AND SEEN "THE LAST UNICORN"?????? Holy shit! I LOVE that movie! My mom rented it one time when I was little, and I loved it (even though I cried every time the Red Bull appeared). Then I would basically forget the title for most of the year, go to the video store, spend two hours searching the covers, find it, watch it, and repeat...I'd watch it about once a year ever since I was little. Speaking of, I haven't watched it yet this year, so as soon as I'm moved, I need to buy it! It's always been on a kind of untouchable 'mystical pedestal' for me, and I'm amazed that I could actually OWN it instead of just watching it once a year!
Aw, you can write a Crystal crossover if you want! That wouldn't be following in my footsteps! Hell, lots of people write crossovers! Of course, I've never *actually* seen that movie, so I'd have to watch it first before I read your story! ;) Thanks for your review!
mystiedaze--YAY I'm so glad you like! *sigh* I just can't seem to get the words to come alive into music, so alas, I am limited by my craft. However, if you don't find your copy of it, you can watch it in segments on youtube. I am including the links at the bottom of each chapter, so if nothing else...have at it! Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you come back!
WeasleyWench--haha YAY I'm glad you like!!! Actually, as I was writing this, I thought THE EXACT SAME THING about Lucius and Jareth! Except that...I guess I think that David Bowie in the 80's with a blonde mullet is hotter than Lucius Malfoy now with long blonde hair. Except that I haven't seen the movies, so maybe his character's personality makes him better; I don't know. But based solely off of looks...mmmmm, David Bowie! (Hell, give me Draco over both of 'em any day, but if Draco's busy shagging Harry, then Jareth isn't a bad second choice!) MWA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA and let me say THE SAME BACK TO YOU about "The Personal Ad" (WRITE THAT DAMN THING) LMAO Thank you for your review!
The first part of this scene is from the end of the fourth segment of the movie on youtube. Here's the link (again) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbOue1SLc7k
The second part of this scene is continued in the fifth segment of the movie on youtube. Here's the link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78ftKRYiFrE
Author's note--The title is the same as the DVD. Yay for another chapter! Guess who the wiseman is... :D Enjoy and I hope you giggle!
**********
The Labyrinth
A Talk with the Wiseman…and His Hat
Hermione recovered first, since she was more used to being chased by Blast-Ended Skrewts than Harry was. She looked up and smiled.
“Ah, this is what we need,” she said, cheerful once again. “A ladder.” There was, indeed, a ladder that led up into darkness. “Follow me.” She began to climb it.
“How can I trust you?” Harry asked doubtfully. “You were taking me back to the beginning.”
“I wasn’t,” she answered ruefully. “I told him that just to throw him off the trail.”
“How can I believe anything you say?” He spread his arms helplessly. Hermione glanced down at him from a high rung.
“Let me put it this way,” she said, almost angrily. “What choice do you have?” Harry looked around.
“You’re right,” he said, defeated. He, too, began to climb.
“See, you’ve got to understand my position,” Hermione said conversationally as they climbed. She felt that she owed him an explanation. “I’m a Muggle-born in a world full of pure- and half-bloods, and Voldemort scares me.”
“What kind of position is that?” Harry didn’t quite understand, but he didn’t want to offend her by asking for more details unless she chose to share.
“No position,” she said simply. “That’s my point. You wouldn’t be so brave if you ever smelled St. Mungo’s Bog of Eternal Stench. It’s…it’s…Augh!” A ladder rung broke off in Hermione’s hand and clattered the long way down to the ground, reminding them that they were at least a story or two from the ground. The companions froze for a moment, and Harry reached up to pat Hermione’s calf comfortingly. Once she continued upward, Harry continued the conversation.
“Is that all it does is smell bad?” He asked, somewhat flippantly.
“Believe me, that’s enough,” she said. “If you so much as put a foot in the Bog of Stench, not only will you smell bad for the rest of your life, but you start to go slowly insane from magical maladies and injuries.” She reached the top of the ladder and pushed off the cover, revealing sunlight. “Ahhh, here we are, then!”
They both climbed out of a giant vase, and Hermione dusted herself off, giving Harry another broad smile.
“You’re on your own from now on,” she said, turning to leave.
“What?” Harry was gobsmacked.
“That’s it,” she clarified over her shoulder. “I quit.”
“Wait a minute!” Harry’s hands went to his hips. “Hermione!”
“I said I’d take you as far as I could go,” she explained reasonably, shrugging her shoulders. Harry frowned deeply.
“You little cheat! You nasty little cheat!”
“Now, don’t try to embarrass me,” she chided. “I have no pride.” She stuck her tongue out at him and tried to leave.
“Oh yeah?” Harry reached down and plucked the book strap from her belt, holding it up.
“Hey, those are my books!” She protested, reaching for them. Harry didn’t let her get close to it, holding it behind his back with one hand as he fended her off with the other. “Give them back to me! Give them back!” She howled, fighting until she tired out.
“Now, there’s the Manor,” Harry said, fastening the book strap to his own belt but keeping one hand on it. “Which way should we try?”
“Those are my rightful property!” Hermione exclaimed, pointing her finger in Harry’s face. “It’s not fair!”
“No, it isn’t,” Harry said smugly, and then realization smacked him across the face. “But that’s the way it is.” They were both distracted by an old man shuffling along, groaning softly as if it hurt to move. He was tall and thin, with a flowing head of white hair. He reached his goal—his chair—and he turned slowly, sitting. When Harry could see his face, he saw that the old man’s beard was as long as the rest of his hair, and as they walked closer, he saw blue eyes twinkling from behind half-moon spectacles. The most astonishing feature was a hat that looked like a phoenix sitting on his head.
“Excuse me, please, but can you help me?” Harry decided to take a chance and hoped this stranger was nice.
“Oh, a young knight!” Albus Dumbledore looked pleased, and if anything, the twinkle in his eye grew brighter. Fawkes the phoenix whistled his approval. The old man looked to Hermione. “And who is this?”
“My friend,” Harry replied, looking to Hermione as well, and he smiled at her. Hermione, who had been staring at the ground, glanced up at her companion in surprise, but Harry had already looked back to the old man; she didn’t see the black-haired boy smile at her.
“What can I do for you?” The old man wheezed.
“I must get to the Manor at the center of the labyrinth,” Harry admitted. “Do you know the way?” Albus took his time in replying, but when he did, Fawkes parroted him.
“Ah. Eh. So…you want to go to the castle, eh?”
“How’s that for brain power, huh?” Fawkes quipped. Harry hid a smirk while Hermione rolled her eyes.
“Be quiet!” Albus ordered, staring up at Fawkes with a glare.
“Aw, nuts,” the phoenix said.
“Young man,” the old man turned his attention back to Harry. “The way forward is sometimes the way back.”
“Aye,” Fawkes sighed. “Will you listen to this crap?” He ruffled his wings, letting out a few small chirps as Albus glared at him again.
“Will you please be quiet!”
“Alright, alright.”
“Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Alright?”
“Alright, sorry.”
“Are you finished?”
“Yes,” Fawkes answered, and this time, he stayed quiet. Albus looked back at Harry and smiled serenely.
“Quiet often, young man, it seems like we’re not getting anywhere when, in fact…”
“We are,” Fawkes just couldn’t help himself.
“We are,” Albus finished. Harry looked from man to bird doubtfully, but he didn’t want to be rude.
“Well, I’m certainly not getting anywhere at the moment,” he said diplomatically.
“Ha! Join the club!” Fawkes said sarcastically, glancing down at Albus, whose eyes were closed, and the old man began to snore. “I think that’s your lot. Please, leave a contribution in the little box.” In his sleep, the old man offered a small wooden box. Harry patted his pockets, and then his hands drifted to the book strap.
“Don’t you dare!” Hermione’s eyes went wide. “Those are MINE!” Harry turned his pockets inside out, and the only thing he came up with was his wand.
“I guess I can spare this,” he sighed regretfully, dropping his wand into the slot. The box lengthened to accommodate the contribution.
“Gracias, señor y señorita,” Fawkes chirped to both Harry and Hermione as they turned and shuffled away. Harry was decidedly more dejected than before as Hermione began to berate him.
“You didn’t have to give him that!” She exclaimed angrily. “He didn’t tell you anything!”
“Well, well, then,” Fawkes fluttered as they walked out of earshot. “There go a couple of suckers. Ah, it’s so stimulating being your hat!” He said sarcastically, knowing that the old man was asleep.
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Chapter notes
1. Gracias, señor y señorita This is Spanish for "Thank you, sir and ma'am" In the movie, the actual line is just "Gracias, señorita" but since Harry is a boy...but I just liked the tone in the bird's voice on the "señorita", so I included Hermione in the line as well.
Author's note--Okay, obviously Hermione has proper grammar, whereas Hoggle doesn't in the movie. I know that the old man in the movie seems rather unhelpful and stupid, which is SO not Dumbledore...but c'mon...the old man...the phoenix...it just fit!
WeasleyWench--Thanks for reading! I worked on the entire movie portion of it all day and all night (no, I didn't go to bed that night because I was too excited about what I was doing!) so I know what you mean when the plot bunnies invade!
thrnbrooke--Yay! Cool! Thanks!
Yami Bakura--*grins* Thank you, thank you. It is nice to see that I'm not the only one who appreciates the deliciousness of this movie! And I'm so glad that you approve of Azkaban...and I thought the "St. Mungo's" was a nice touch. :D
The junk yard...haha...what do you guess? ;) I can't tell you, except to "Read and Find Out" (and sorry, I HATE saying that!)
OMG OMG OMG YOU'VE HEARD OF AND SEEN "THE LAST UNICORN"?????? Holy shit! I LOVE that movie! My mom rented it one time when I was little, and I loved it (even though I cried every time the Red Bull appeared). Then I would basically forget the title for most of the year, go to the video store, spend two hours searching the covers, find it, watch it, and repeat...I'd watch it about once a year ever since I was little. Speaking of, I haven't watched it yet this year, so as soon as I'm moved, I need to buy it! It's always been on a kind of untouchable 'mystical pedestal' for me, and I'm amazed that I could actually OWN it instead of just watching it once a year!
Aw, you can write a Crystal crossover if you want! That wouldn't be following in my footsteps! Hell, lots of people write crossovers! Of course, I've never *actually* seen that movie, so I'd have to watch it first before I read your story! ;) Thanks for your review!
mystiedaze--YAY I'm so glad you like! *sigh* I just can't seem to get the words to come alive into music, so alas, I am limited by my craft. However, if you don't find your copy of it, you can watch it in segments on youtube. I am including the links at the bottom of each chapter, so if nothing else...have at it! Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you come back!
WeasleyWench--haha YAY I'm glad you like!!! Actually, as I was writing this, I thought THE EXACT SAME THING about Lucius and Jareth! Except that...I guess I think that David Bowie in the 80's with a blonde mullet is hotter than Lucius Malfoy now with long blonde hair. Except that I haven't seen the movies, so maybe his character's personality makes him better; I don't know. But based solely off of looks...mmmmm, David Bowie! (Hell, give me Draco over both of 'em any day, but if Draco's busy shagging Harry, then Jareth isn't a bad second choice!) MWA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA and let me say THE SAME BACK TO YOU about "The Personal Ad" (WRITE THAT DAMN THING) LMAO Thank you for your review!
The first part of this scene is from the end of the fourth segment of the movie on youtube. Here's the link (again) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gbOue1SLc7k
The second part of this scene is continued in the fifth segment of the movie on youtube. Here's the link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78ftKRYiFrE