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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[hero_complexed]

I'm not just making a show! I-I have to find him! I have to warn him-I can't-not again. [ But the thought, while slipping in and out of his focus is still growing fuzzier and fuzzier in his head. ]

[drinkandforget]

He's already let you down, then, hasn't he? Not even able to take care of this and understand on his own. Instead, he has you running through a useless maze.

[Not moving.]

[hero_complexed]

He didn't let me down! He was murdered! And-[ Oh right! ] And I have to warn him! [ And he'll start moving again, determination restored ]

[drinkandforget]

[This is time for her to get serious, then, isn't it? There's a cruel glint in her eye.]

I won't let you go any further!

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry quickly has his wand ready and aimed at the person getting in his way. His tone might sound dangerous if he had experience with serious threats and he wasn't a fifteen year old boy. ]

Don't even think about trying to stop me.

[drinkandforget]

Galactica Myosotis Apestris!

[She has the advantage of not needing to reach for a wand. The blast is forceful like her methods, and Lethe's face takes on a darkly thrilled expression.]

[hero_complexed]

[ The Spell Hits Harry dead on and he's knocked to the ground, his wand flying out of his hand up and over the nearest hedge. Who's idea was it to put this kind of person in the maze!? ]

[drinkandforget]

[Someone very dark and terrible. Someone who wants to rule unchallenged. Someone who wants every obstacle removed, no matter how brutally. Someone Lethe sold herself to for the simple chance to live.

Here, perhaps that's Voldemort.

Lethe scrambles for the wand as soon as it falls, stretching out a palm as she focuses her power to levitate it towards her.]

[hero_complexed]

[ Harry tries desperately to reorientate himself and realizes with a horrible sinking feeling that he's dropped it! He gets as fast as he can to his hand and knees and scrambles to find it- ]

Accio wand! [ Nothing happens because he hasn't learned wand-less spells yet. ]

[drinkandforget]

[Her smirk suggests she thinks she's entirely in control of the situation as she steps closer.]

We can't have you going off to warn someone now, can we? Even your friend's arrival here was planned, planned for the sake of putting everything in the hands of our dark lord.

[hero_complexed]

What? [ That catches Harry's attention. This is new-this isn't something that had happened before and Harry is mostly sure Voldemort would have preferred Cedric hadn't turned up in the graveyard. Who is this person? She can't be part of the task... Dumbledore wouldn't put a person like that in the task. ]

...Who are you?

[drinkandforget]

I am Lethe. [It's no answer at all, unless Harry knows his mythology and recognizes the name as belonging to the river of Oblivion.]

[hero_complexed]

[ Maybe Hermione might. Professor Bins might have touched on that kind of thing but Harry was too busy either sleeping or playing hangman with Ron. So he missed that part. ]

Who put you in the maze?

[drinkandforget]

[Isn't that question too sweetly naive?]

Who do you think it was? [Time ticks by as she keeps Harry stopped.]

[hero_complexed]

It wasn't Dumbledore.

[ He's positive of that. He's also painfully aware of the time slipping through his fingers as he gropes around for his wand. He's pretty sure it went over the hedge but he wants to be sure before he takes off without it.

[drinkandforget]

Of course it wasn't. That fool will have his turn to be destroyed like everyone else in our way. What would he have to do with our goals?

[hero_complexed]

[ No wand. Right. Very casually and hopefully cleverly disguised as an attempt to find that wand, he gets ready to jump up and run. ]

He's not so easily taken down you know. And I'm not either.

[ With that, he springs to his feet and takes off down the narrow maze, maybe not as fast as he would normally be after that blast. ]