Spell 002 | Harry Potter

[hero_complexed]

[ He can vaguely hear everyone in the stands cheering. He knows that each school is cheering on it's champion but for some reason he makes out the Cheers for Cedric Diggory the best. He ignores the horrible sinking feeling at the sound of that name and plunges on through the maze. ]

[ He recognizes this place easily and his heart gives a horrible jolt. He's back in the maze-the maze from last June. He moves along the high hedges, keeping an eye out for anything that might attack him as his hunts-not for the Triwizard cup but the exit. He doesn't want to be here-he know how it ends and it's something he absolutely refuses to relive. He can hear something on his heels and chances a look back to see he's been running through some kind of purple mist. While his attention is snagged he trips over something and pitches to the floor. ]

[ He lands with a thud and it somehow plants an idea into his head-Cedric isn't dead yet! He's overcome with a burst of hope as he realizes that if he can just find the Hufflepuff he can warn him about the cup! Tell him it's a portkey and Voldemort won't be able to come back to power! He scrambles to his feet and holds his wand out, hissing at it. ]

Point me!




(( ooc: Spoilers - He won't find Cedric >: Also, This probably has potential to get pretty dark. At the point Harry was taken from Cedric's death was only about three months ago so yes, his dreams are still plagued by it. ))

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[waterfell]

[There are practically wings on her heels as Ami hurries through the dark maze. She knows what she must do, as surely as if she herself had been conjured by Harry's quick spell to do it. She must find Cedric Diggory, bear the message of the truth before ignorance brings disaster.

She runs swiftly, breaths coming short with the exertion but she keeps going, path after path, turn after turn. Somehow in the dream, it's vitally important to her. It's her mission and she will find him, and-

And that's when she comes face to face with Harry again. Ami pulls up short. She's a bit older than when he knew her as a classmate, but it's still her. She couldn't have mistaken her way; she has a head for directions and she relies on her sharp mind.

Then how...?]

Harry. A spell on this maze? [It's the only possibility that comes to mind immediately.]

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry's wand spun around in his hand and stopped with the tip pointed off to the side. Once it stopped Harry looked up at the familiar girl and then around the area. For some reason he doesn't find her presence at all strange. ]

I-I don't know... probably? These tasks are designed to test us-have you seen Cedric?

[waterfell]

I'm looking for him. There's something he needs to be told quickly.

[Harry, of course, knew precisely what that might be. Ami looked half ready to run away again, to split up and cover more ground more quickly, but the maze was dangerous. Two pairs of eyes together might have been sharper, especially if something strange had happened.]

Where have you looked already?

[hero_complexed]

I-I don't know.. it's hard to tell-the maze keeps changing. But North is that way.

[ He points in the direction that the wand was pointing. ] The Cup is somewhere Northwest though-so... maybe continue on this way? [ He gestures ahead of him. ]

[waterfell]

[Ami heads in the same indicated direction, and only belatedly pauses for Harry to come alongside her.]

If you're coming, hurry. I won't be able to wait for you. [Whatever will be unleashed when that cup is touched... She doesn't want to see it. It's too much for even her.]

But while we go, think about this: Will he listen to you when we find him?

[drinkandforget]

[The fog doesn't seem to trouble the apparition that comes next; it only thickens as a shrouded figure in a silvery boat appear. The air turns close and stifling and hot. The figure in the boat beckons to Harry, and speaks with a pleasant enough woman's voice.]

Hop on. You have somewhere you want to go quickly, don't you?

[It's a ruse to get him in the boat; she is here to be sure he doesn't reach the center of this maze to give the warning. She is here to make sure he goes no further than this.]

[hero_complexed]

Yeah-Yeah I do. [ He's about to accept the offered help when something clicks in his head- from everything he remembers being told about the third task there was never an easy way to anything-the best hope he had was the four point spell. ]

...B-but I should probably continue on on my own, thanks.

[drinkandforget]

[The woman pushes back her hood, revealing a surprisingly young face, and a pleasant smile. She seems unfazed by the refusal - though she isn't letting him go easily.]

Where are you going to?

[Are you sure you remember it clearly, Harry Potter? It may be becoming more difficult to recall these little details.]

[hero_complexed]

I.. er... [ Now that you mention it... he can feel his mission slipping farther and farther out of his mind. ]

I-...something-something important. It can't wait-I-I have to go.

[drinkandforget]

[She doesn't move aside, but that concerned facade with its calm smile still stays in place.]

Were you hurrying to help a friend? [That certainly seems right, at least.] Someone who needed you?

[And then the kick comes.] Why should you have to work so hard? It's better not to have friends that will be a burden, isn't it?

[promotedpawn]

[He makes a disgusted face, a bitter taste slips in his mouth. Magic, a dream from a world full of magic, different from his. He doesn't like it, two types of magic clashing has never sounded well to him. He could turn and leave and he knows it. But he can feel it, if he gives in even a little, the feeling of the dream. A warning must be given. Something must be changed. Hopeless hope from a suffering soul.

This is a dream. Dreams can't change the reality, they can only fool and lie about it. But dreams are Primo's reality. He can't change the world of who ever this dream belongs to, but maybe he can find other worlds and change them. If it's worth of it.

He allows himself to sink in the dream, searching calmly through the maze for the one to whom the dream belongs, letting the consciousness of the dream slip in his mind. He still has control of himself, of his thoughts and actions, but he's now just another wizard from the world of this dream, holding a wand in one hand. The maze is a test and testing he will do, test the determination of the fool who allows himself to believe he can change things in a dream. He stops his way when he comes across the boy.]

Searching for something?

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry spins around and stares at the new comer. Somewhere deep down he knows that there shouldn't be anyone in this maze aside from himself, Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour, and Viktor Krum... but that part is so far buried beneath his thoughts that he really doesn't focus on it. ]

Yes! Cedric! Have you seen him?

[promotedpawn]

Probably, but in this maze it may be impossible to find the way back to where he was. And it would be pointless if he isn't there anymore.

[That was quick, at least now he has the name of whose fate the boy is aiming to change.]

Why are you looking for him, though? Shouldn't you be doing something else?

[hero_complexed]

I have to warn him! I have to tell him not to touch the Cup! [ He explains quickly, looking around wildly as though expecting the boy in question to round the corner at any minute. ]

He's still here-there's no way he can't be.

[promotedpawn]

Why would he need to be warned against touching the Cup? Do you want it for yourself that much?

[The emotions in the dream are loud and clear, it's not jealousy or ambition what drives the boy. But Primo won't make it any easier. It's probably for the best anyway, even if he helped and by some miracle managed to make the dream end on a positive note, that wouldn't change anything when the boy wakes up. He has seen stronger people succumb to their own deaths or states worse than death itself upon waking up from a wonderful dream only to be faced with the crude reality.]

[thatoldthatkind]

[ The Doctor stumbles out into the maze, bumping into one of the maze walls. He huffs slightly, tugging on his green jacket before pointing rather threateningly at the offending maze wall. Then he turns his head and looks around to see where he's at and just whose dream he's stumbled into. ]

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry jolts at the sudden noise behind him and grips his wand tightly before wheeling around and pointing it threateningly at whoever tried to sneak up behind him. He stops though as something in his head clicks and he recognizes the Doctor. ]

...Er...

[thatoldthatkind]

Harry!

[ Oh, a friend! Finally. He thought he'd be stuck talking to the maze wall forever. ]

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry quickly lowers his wand and visibly relaxes. ]

Sorry.. I didn't know it was you-hang on. How did you get in the maze?

[thatoldthatkind]

No idea. Dreams are a bit funny like that. Just like how you never quite remember the beginning of one.

[histrionic]

[Kuja is bewildered by the maze at first, having no idea how he came to be there, disliking the sudden change. Yet he adapts quickly. Wandering the twists and turns of a maze isn't so different from wandering the burned wreckage of Terra.

He's just accustomed himself to these new surroundings when the young man appears and trips. A pale light flares in his hand as Harry gets to his feet, by which he can better see the newcomer.]

Where are you going in such a hurry? With such haste, you'll find yourself more lost in this place.

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry looks up at the-... person. Before looking around the maze in search of where they came from. ]

No, it's okay... I know my way pretty well I think. There's someone I need to find though.

[histrionic]

No matter if you know the way, you won't get there by falling.

[There's no sign of where Kuja might have come from; it's as if he simply appeared, which was on fact the case.]

Who is it you're searching for? I've seen no one here, other than yourself.

[hero_complexed]

Cedric. He's got dark hair-kind of tall and probably wearing yellow.

[ He's slightly distracted as he's till trying to figure out where Kuja came from. ]

[histrionic]

Cedric. I see. Perhaps I can assist you.

[It's not as if there's much else to do in this labyrinth. Kuja floats up into the air so he can see farther.]

You're in quite a hurry to find him, aren't you? I wonder why.