The Black Rose
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Into the Lion's Tomb
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Chapter 8: Into the Lion's Tomb
"Where are you two going?" Draco growled, seeing Roslyn and Potter hurrying down the stairs in front of him.
Roslyn and Harry turned to see Draco in the staircase.
"Not that it concerns you, but to destroy a piece of Voldemort's soul," Harry said turning, to leave.
"What," Draco said shocked, "He has a horcrux?"
Stopping cold, Harry didn't even turn around as he asked, "How do you know?"
"Please Potter, do you think I'm an idiot. I'm not a Malfoy for nothing," Draco snapped, "There's only one right?"
Looking hesitant, Harry replied, "three, there were seven."
Harry watched as Draco's face paled further, "And do you have any idea what they are?"
"Yeah, I do and I need to go," Harry said moving to leave.
"Potter wait," Draco said sharply, "I need to show you something."
Getting Harry's attention, he looked at him incredulously before following him to his room. Soon Roslyn and Hermione followed.
As Harry's eyes set on the goblet in Draco's hands his heart lifted. It was the goblet from the memory... Taking it from Draco, he read 'Helga Hufflepuff' inscribed on it. All along it had been right here...
"So it is one," Draco asked looking sick.
Harry nodded slowly and Roslyn listened intently. Seeing Draco was killing her, she had to get away from him soon... Get him out of her head.
"Give it to me, Harry," she said, reaching out for it.
"Back up," she said taking the goblet.
The three of them looked at each other and did as she said.
Roslyn closed her eyes and focused all of her energy on the goblet. She suddenly began to see horrific images but she used the power to strengthen herself, a skill she learned by mistake long ago. It was something she was kind of proud of, being able to steal energy. She smiled to herself, "maybe that's why I'm a Slytherin."
As all of her energy was forced on the magic binded within the goblet, she attacked it, forcing the magic to collapse and self-destruct. She could feel the soul attack her and then it shred into nothing, as the power left became her strength. Suddenly, as she absorbed the last amount of energy from the goblet, it exploded the force knocking Roslyn unconscious. Draco quickly grabbed her and took her to Madam Pomfrey, followed by Harry and Hermione. She revived Roslyn easily, not asking what happened. As Roslyn awoke, she looked scared and stared endlessly into Draco's eyes. She slowly looked at her hands, feeling the new surge of power.
She felt it coursing through her veins, but she wasn't sure she knew how to use it.
Realizing just how powerful just one horcrux was- scared her.
"We have to go Harry, now," Roslyn said standing.
Draco's expression was unreadable. He watched her every move, suddenly aware of her mere presence affecting him.
Harry stood with an air of authority, ready for what lie ahead.
Unsure of what to do, Draco and Hermione watched as Harry and Roslyn left their sight.
As Harry and Roslyn breathed the cold night air, they made their way across the grounds. Harry seemed to know where he was going, so she followed silently. After several, silent minutes, Harry spoke as they went deep into the Forbidden Forest, "I'm sorry about the other night."
"I'm not, but it would be a mistake for it to happen again," she said. Harry nodded and stopped.
"We are here," he said.
They were in a small overgrown clearing in the darkest part of the Forbidden Forest. Roslyn could hear creatures looming in the darkness, but they did not show themselves. She could feel the intensity of the magic in the air. At the center of the small clearing was an obelisk. There were many ancient symbols and marking on it they could not read, but perhaps the most magnificent piece was the noble, lion engraved into the marble.
Looking anxious, Harry approached the obelisk and reached out and rested his hand on it. As Roslyn watched Harry vanish, she reached and touched it.
They found themselves in a glowing corridor with a bright red carpet with gold trim that extended out of sight.
"Where are we Harry," Roslyn asked running her fingers down the stone wall behind them.
There was no doorway, only a corridor that seemingly never ended. As they started to slowly walk down the corridor, Roslyn wondered curiously what she would find at the end. As she walked, she arrived at a large set of oaken doors with gold handles.
Stepping back, Roslyn said, "Well, I think were here, where ever that is."
Only there was no Harry.
Harry stood and blinked for a few seconds. There was no way he saw... Roslyn had disappeared right in front of him. Harry took a deep breath and turned around for a few seconds in hopes that she would be back when he looked again.
She wasn't.
We're about to destroy a horcrux, and I lose her, Harry thought frustrated.
He called her name as he began to walk down the corridor at a quick pace. He became very annoyed, as the corridor never ended... He begun to run faster and faster, yet no end seemed any nearer. Sweating Harry finally stopped to clear his head.
Roslyn stood confused as to how she could have lost him, there was no where to go...he must have went in already, she thought. The room before her was magnificent. It was lined with beautiful archways and on the walls hung amazing red tapestries. There were beautiful works of art and ancient artifacts within the room with cathedral high ceilings. There was only one problem with it, Harry wasn't in it. Somehow was magically lit and she easily made her way through the numerous archways that adorned the room. As she continued she arrived at a grand staircase. Briefly looking around for Harry, she realized she was going to be doing this on her own. She slowly began to ascend the staircase.
The sight before her took her breath away. The Lion's Tomb. A golden casket rested upon a white marble slab on a pedestal. Roslyn saw the wand resting above the casket ... that has to be it...she thought...she hoped. Encased in a glass setting in the wall it rested. Getting it out was obviously the problem. Focusing her mind, Roslyn caused the glass to shatter. She took the wand from its case.
"Easier than I thought," she mumbled.
For a moment there as a strong silence, and then the sound was unmistakable ...water.
Slowly turning around Roslyn saw water flowing from each of the four corners of the room. The lower level was quickly flooding. Roslyn looked closely as she peered into the water... it was black, and it moved unlike flowing water. She felt her bones chill as she saw the walls become cold dark stone and the light faded.
In solid fear, Roslyn sank to the floor. Underneath her, she felt the rug she had stood on. Quickly feeling it with her hands, she pressed her palms to it and enchanted it to fly. Soon she was flying over the ever-filling black water. Roslyn stiffened as she felt things grasp at her, slimy fingers sliding of her skin. As she reached the doors, she pushed and pushed with all her might, but it wouldn't budge. Roslyn began to scream, "Harry... Harry."
As Harry paced, furious at his predicament, he heard Roslyn shouting his name. Instinctively Harry forgot about the horcrux and focused on getting to her voice. Out of thin air, a large set of oaken doors appeared. Harry thrust them open and was suddenly soaked. He flinched as he felt a hand grasp his ankle and shouted, "Reducto," at it as he lit his wand. Roslyn flew through the door, and pulled him onto the carpet with her.
"Harry, thank god," Roslyn said in tears, "we have to get out of here, the whole place is flooding."
Harry stared into her hopeful eyes sadly. The obelisk was a one way trip. Looking up to the ceiling, Harry noticed the corridor was dripping. As Harry shouted a spell Roslyn did not recognize, the ceiling crumbled and dissipated, causing a wall of water to collapse on them. Reacting quickly, Harry grabbed Roslyn who was unprepared for the flood, pulling her up. Harry swam and swam as hard as he could, pulling a limp Roslyn behind him.
After what felt like hours, the surface broke, and he reached shore. As Harry revived Roslyn, she coughed up water and opened her eyes.
Harry looked out at the lake saying, "I'm never going near this lake again."
Roslyn gasped as she saw the Black Lake, she had no idea where they were before.
"Too bad we didn't get the horcrux," Harry said distantly.
Roslyn looked at him and smiled as she pulled out the wand.
Harry looked at her in awe, taking it.
"Next time make sure to tell me what it is we are looking for, your lucky it was obvious."
Harry set the wand on the ground and firmly pointed his wand at it saying, "Aboleo."
The wand simply shot off a few red and gold sparks and glowed red before it slowly faded and self-destructed.
Harry sighed in relief, but only for a moment.
Harry looked to the ground as Roslyn quietly tugged on his arm, "Umm Harry, what is that?
Harry turned and looked towards her gaze. He stared in disbelief at the glowing green snake and skull illuminating the night sky directly over Hogsmede.
Chapter 8: Into the Lion's Tomb
"Where are you two going?" Draco growled, seeing Roslyn and Potter hurrying down the stairs in front of him.
Roslyn and Harry turned to see Draco in the staircase.
"Not that it concerns you, but to destroy a piece of Voldemort's soul," Harry said turning, to leave.
"What," Draco said shocked, "He has a horcrux?"
Stopping cold, Harry didn't even turn around as he asked, "How do you know?"
"Please Potter, do you think I'm an idiot. I'm not a Malfoy for nothing," Draco snapped, "There's only one right?"
Looking hesitant, Harry replied, "three, there were seven."
Harry watched as Draco's face paled further, "And do you have any idea what they are?"
"Yeah, I do and I need to go," Harry said moving to leave.
"Potter wait," Draco said sharply, "I need to show you something."
Getting Harry's attention, he looked at him incredulously before following him to his room. Soon Roslyn and Hermione followed.
As Harry's eyes set on the goblet in Draco's hands his heart lifted. It was the goblet from the memory... Taking it from Draco, he read 'Helga Hufflepuff' inscribed on it. All along it had been right here...
"So it is one," Draco asked looking sick.
Harry nodded slowly and Roslyn listened intently. Seeing Draco was killing her, she had to get away from him soon... Get him out of her head.
"Give it to me, Harry," she said, reaching out for it.
"Back up," she said taking the goblet.
The three of them looked at each other and did as she said.
Roslyn closed her eyes and focused all of her energy on the goblet. She suddenly began to see horrific images but she used the power to strengthen herself, a skill she learned by mistake long ago. It was something she was kind of proud of, being able to steal energy. She smiled to herself, "maybe that's why I'm a Slytherin."
As all of her energy was forced on the magic binded within the goblet, she attacked it, forcing the magic to collapse and self-destruct. She could feel the soul attack her and then it shred into nothing, as the power left became her strength. Suddenly, as she absorbed the last amount of energy from the goblet, it exploded the force knocking Roslyn unconscious. Draco quickly grabbed her and took her to Madam Pomfrey, followed by Harry and Hermione. She revived Roslyn easily, not asking what happened. As Roslyn awoke, she looked scared and stared endlessly into Draco's eyes. She slowly looked at her hands, feeling the new surge of power.
She felt it coursing through her veins, but she wasn't sure she knew how to use it.
Realizing just how powerful just one horcrux was- scared her.
"We have to go Harry, now," Roslyn said standing.
Draco's expression was unreadable. He watched her every move, suddenly aware of her mere presence affecting him.
Harry stood with an air of authority, ready for what lie ahead.
Unsure of what to do, Draco and Hermione watched as Harry and Roslyn left their sight.
As Harry and Roslyn breathed the cold night air, they made their way across the grounds. Harry seemed to know where he was going, so she followed silently. After several, silent minutes, Harry spoke as they went deep into the Forbidden Forest, "I'm sorry about the other night."
"I'm not, but it would be a mistake for it to happen again," she said. Harry nodded and stopped.
"We are here," he said.
They were in a small overgrown clearing in the darkest part of the Forbidden Forest. Roslyn could hear creatures looming in the darkness, but they did not show themselves. She could feel the intensity of the magic in the air. At the center of the small clearing was an obelisk. There were many ancient symbols and marking on it they could not read, but perhaps the most magnificent piece was the noble, lion engraved into the marble.
Looking anxious, Harry approached the obelisk and reached out and rested his hand on it. As Roslyn watched Harry vanish, she reached and touched it.
They found themselves in a glowing corridor with a bright red carpet with gold trim that extended out of sight.
"Where are we Harry," Roslyn asked running her fingers down the stone wall behind them.
There was no doorway, only a corridor that seemingly never ended. As they started to slowly walk down the corridor, Roslyn wondered curiously what she would find at the end. As she walked, she arrived at a large set of oaken doors with gold handles.
Stepping back, Roslyn said, "Well, I think were here, where ever that is."
Only there was no Harry.
Harry stood and blinked for a few seconds. There was no way he saw... Roslyn had disappeared right in front of him. Harry took a deep breath and turned around for a few seconds in hopes that she would be back when he looked again.
She wasn't.
We're about to destroy a horcrux, and I lose her, Harry thought frustrated.
He called her name as he began to walk down the corridor at a quick pace. He became very annoyed, as the corridor never ended... He begun to run faster and faster, yet no end seemed any nearer. Sweating Harry finally stopped to clear his head.
Roslyn stood confused as to how she could have lost him, there was no where to go...he must have went in already, she thought. The room before her was magnificent. It was lined with beautiful archways and on the walls hung amazing red tapestries. There were beautiful works of art and ancient artifacts within the room with cathedral high ceilings. There was only one problem with it, Harry wasn't in it. Somehow was magically lit and she easily made her way through the numerous archways that adorned the room. As she continued she arrived at a grand staircase. Briefly looking around for Harry, she realized she was going to be doing this on her own. She slowly began to ascend the staircase.
The sight before her took her breath away. The Lion's Tomb. A golden casket rested upon a white marble slab on a pedestal. Roslyn saw the wand resting above the casket ... that has to be it...she thought...she hoped. Encased in a glass setting in the wall it rested. Getting it out was obviously the problem. Focusing her mind, Roslyn caused the glass to shatter. She took the wand from its case.
"Easier than I thought," she mumbled.
For a moment there as a strong silence, and then the sound was unmistakable ...water.
Slowly turning around Roslyn saw water flowing from each of the four corners of the room. The lower level was quickly flooding. Roslyn looked closely as she peered into the water... it was black, and it moved unlike flowing water. She felt her bones chill as she saw the walls become cold dark stone and the light faded.
In solid fear, Roslyn sank to the floor. Underneath her, she felt the rug she had stood on. Quickly feeling it with her hands, she pressed her palms to it and enchanted it to fly. Soon she was flying over the ever-filling black water. Roslyn stiffened as she felt things grasp at her, slimy fingers sliding of her skin. As she reached the doors, she pushed and pushed with all her might, but it wouldn't budge. Roslyn began to scream, "Harry... Harry."
As Harry paced, furious at his predicament, he heard Roslyn shouting his name. Instinctively Harry forgot about the horcrux and focused on getting to her voice. Out of thin air, a large set of oaken doors appeared. Harry thrust them open and was suddenly soaked. He flinched as he felt a hand grasp his ankle and shouted, "Reducto," at it as he lit his wand. Roslyn flew through the door, and pulled him onto the carpet with her.
"Harry, thank god," Roslyn said in tears, "we have to get out of here, the whole place is flooding."
Harry stared into her hopeful eyes sadly. The obelisk was a one way trip. Looking up to the ceiling, Harry noticed the corridor was dripping. As Harry shouted a spell Roslyn did not recognize, the ceiling crumbled and dissipated, causing a wall of water to collapse on them. Reacting quickly, Harry grabbed Roslyn who was unprepared for the flood, pulling her up. Harry swam and swam as hard as he could, pulling a limp Roslyn behind him.
After what felt like hours, the surface broke, and he reached shore. As Harry revived Roslyn, she coughed up water and opened her eyes.
Harry looked out at the lake saying, "I'm never going near this lake again."
Roslyn gasped as she saw the Black Lake, she had no idea where they were before.
"Too bad we didn't get the horcrux," Harry said distantly.
Roslyn looked at him and smiled as she pulled out the wand.
Harry looked at her in awe, taking it.
"Next time make sure to tell me what it is we are looking for, your lucky it was obvious."
Harry set the wand on the ground and firmly pointed his wand at it saying, "Aboleo."
The wand simply shot off a few red and gold sparks and glowed red before it slowly faded and self-destructed.
Harry sighed in relief, but only for a moment.
Harry looked to the ground as Roslyn quietly tugged on his arm, "Umm Harry, what is that?
Harry turned and looked towards her gaze. He stared in disbelief at the glowing green snake and skull illuminating the night sky directly over Hogsmede.