The ShapeShifter

Chapter 18 - Rest, Health and All That Jazz

Chapter 18 - Rest, Health and All That Jazz

So what am I supposed to do now? Should I go see Fred? 

I stop and just stand for awhile. Tired of all my feelings, and confused on what to do next. I guess I should go and see Fred... I mean to hear him out and everything. 

Finally making my decision, I turn around and walk towards the lake, where George said Fred would be. I suddenly see a large birch tree, and a slim figure standing under it. Fred.

About to walk over, I feel a sudden pain in my head. Rubbing the spot with my fingers I walk over to Fred. 

“Hey, thanks for- are you okay?” He looks down at me, with a worried glance.

“Yeah, I-” I stutter, trying to spit out my words, but none come. Then I hear voices.

“Yes, Yes!” Cackles the first voice, hissing again with hatred. “Finally!” I feel a sudden gush of terrible cold, that freezes my bones. 

Trying to focus again, I look up at Fred, he has his arms on my shoulders and is shaking me... But I don’t feel it. 

“Perfect, perfect!” Screams the voice again, suddenly I see a flare of red hair, then everything turns black...

I wake up, and look around. The Hospital wing. Perfect. I sit up, but my head starts to ache again.

“No, no deary, you must lie down!” Mme. Pomfrey scolds. She hands me a vile of a weird purple potion. “It’s for the ache.” She nods. 

I gulp and drink down the slimy purple potion. Urrgg.. Remind me never to faint again...

Im so tired. What happened? All I remember is one minute I was talking to Fred, then I hear a creepy voice, and now i’m in the Hospital wing? Man, I really do need to talk to Hermione.

I look out the window. Everything’s so gorgeous. The trees are blooming, the lake’s glistening, the sun’s shining down, filling every plant, person, and animal with warmth. I can’t wait to join them. 

Feeling much better, (I guess that potion did the trick!) I sit up again. Yay! No headaches. 

Thankfully Mme. Pomfrey went in her office. I slip off the bed, and out of the wing. Where am I going? Outside.

I speed walk down the corridor, finally making it to the large double doors, that will lead me outside. Pushing them, I feel the wind on my face, and the sun heating my clammy skin. 

I know what I want to do! I breathe in the fresh spring air, calming myself. Suddenly I turn, and focus on what I want to become. 

I spread my wings, and soar over the Hogwarts grounds. Glancing down at my owl feet. 

It’s still weird to think that I can change into whatever animal I want.. It’s a unique gift... I wonder who I got it from? And if other witches and wizards from Iceland share my talent. I really should look into my heritage. 

Clearing my thoughts from my mind, I look down at the grounds, trying to find Hermione. I really need to talk to that crazy haired girl!

After flying around for a little more then 10 minutes, I finally see a brown haired Gryffindor girl, with her nose in a book. Yep, that’s for sure ‘Mione.

Floating down and landing behind Hermione, I quickly turn, and change back into human form. 

“Hey!” I say to Hermione. (She still hasn’t looked up from her book...) 

“Oh! You scared me! You came out of nowhere-shouldn’t you be in the hospital wing?” She asks. Damn, I should’ve known she’d bring that up... Aw well, what we have to talk about is more important.

“Ya, ya, but I have something really-” I try to get out, but she’s already going into a monologue about health, and rest-and wait, did she just mention Fred?- “-was really worried about you, you scared us all actually!” 

“Yeah sorry, but Hermione, I had another weird dream!” I finally manage to say. She just looks at me in astonishment. 

“I should’ve known!” She whispers to herself. Man that girl really does want to know everything.

“All I heard was the same ‘snake-y’ voice saying ‘perfect, perfect’ and ‘finally’ and a couple of ‘yes’s” I say. She glances at me, then drifts off into her mind. Probably wracking her mind for an explanation to my weird story. 

“Well to be honest, there’s not much to go on... And that doesn’t really tell us much other than whoever that person is, and whatever plan they have, is going well...”

“Well that’s just great..” I reply... Man I wish I knew who is was! “Well thanks again Hermione..” I say, getting up from the grassy seat.

“Where are you going?” She asks, giving me a confused look, which is rare for ‘Mione.

“Back to the Hospital Wing of course! Got to heal up and stay healthy, remember?” I laugh to myself as I walk away, back to the Wing. Hermione most likely laughing with me, as I disappear.