Catching Water (Discontinued, rewrite in progress)

Johnathan Rose

  Dumbledore’s POV

        Bethany, the poor girl, has no idea what’s going on. I can’t explain fully either. As the name escapes my lips it echoes in my head. Johnathan Rose. I remember when I taught him, the boy who always seemed so cheerful. His future was doomed from the start.

            As the attendant leads us through the hospital, I watch Bethany’s face, furrowed with deep confusion. It brings back memories of the past. 

        Johnathan Rose had come to Hogwarts in the seventies. He definitely had a sense of humor. He, along with James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew had caused all sorts of mischief around Hogwarts. It’s hard to imagine him with a look of pain on his face. He had cared greatly for his sister, Amethyst. Oh, that girl would glare up a storm if she was ever called that. She preferred to be called Amy.

        After the siblings had left Hogwarts, Amy left on vacation in America. She didn’t return for 6 months. When she finally appeared again in Britain, she had this mysterious girl with her. This had concerned Johnathan greatly, especially when she mentioned the child was her own. He confronted me about it, and I spoke to Amy. Then she told me that she had met someone. Someone from another world. A Greek god. She wouldn’t tell me which one. And then she told me that the child was half god. This child was named Bethany Peridot Rose.        

        Lord Voldemort found out about the child. He did not know the full secret, thank Merlin, but he knew there was something about the child that meant something. He didn’t think it had anything to do with the prophecy, but he knew Bethany’s mysterious appearance meant something. He ordered his servants to hunt her down. And kill her. The death eaters found Johnathan and tortured him. But he did not know anything about Bethany or where she was. They left him, insane. Eventually, Amy found out the Death Eaters were coming for her. She fled to the coast of Britain, and sent her little girl out to sea. When the wizarding world found this out, everyone thought Bethany was dead. The Death Eaters killed Amy, and retreated back to their master. They obviously thought she would die at sea. And I did too. This was the day before Voldemort met his downfall to Harry Potter.

            Until a week ago, I thought she was dead. I found out that she was in America. The place where it all started.

            I am brought back to earth when the St. Mungos attendant leads us into a department ‘Permanent Injuries of Insanity.’

            Bethany gives me a weird look. No doubt, she’s completely bewildered. But she doesn’t know. For a moment, I consider telling her what I had been thinking about. But I thought better of it. Too young.

            Bethany’s POV

            Dumbledore hasn’t been talking much. His eyes had been glazed over on the way up here. I wonder what he was thinking about.

            The attendant leads us to a door and opens it. It makes a small creak before I hear what’s coming from the inside.

            “—BEST FRIENDS GONE, AMY AND HER PRECIOUS LITTLE GIRL DEAD! BETHANY! WHERE IS BETHANY?!”

            Apparently this is a normal occurrence in this room, because the attendant fishes out a pair of earplugs, like all the nurses.

            “Johnathan? You have a visitor.”

            A nurse holding a clipboard comes forward. “Who are you. I don’t think it’s wise to allow people to come near him. He yells so loud it would give one a seizure.”

            “Sorry. My name’s Bethany Rose.”

            Just as it had happened in Madam Malkins, the nurse drops her clipboard. CRASH!

            The room is silent. Until-

            “BETHANY! WHERE IS BETHANY?!”

            The nurse regains her composure. “Right here sir.”

            She gives me a little push towards the man. That’s when it hits me. That man..... Johnathan Rose. That would make him a relative of mine.

            “Shush, it’s alright. I’m right here.”

            The man looks at me, many years of pain showing in his eyes , his blankets wrapped around him like a toga from thrashing around so much.

            “Are you Bethany?” he whimpers.

            “Yes. I’m Bethany.”

            “Am I dead?”

            “Why would you be dead. You’re alive.”

            Then the man does something that no one would ever expect. He unravels his arm from the blanket, and takes off...... a ring.

            The ring is quite strange. The band is a silvery color, though something tells me that it’s made of something... older. The ring depicted two intertwined serpents with emerald eyes, met beneath a golden crown of flowers.

            “Take it...... Take it.......” The man whispers. “Then I may pass on in peace. And I’ll know that my sisters daughter has continued our good deeds.”  My eyes widen. I know who this man is now. My uncle.

            I take the ring, not sure what to do.

            “Thank you.... t-thank you.... T-t-thank y-you.” The man whispers, his breath becoming hoarse. I realize he’d been holding on for someone like me to come along before he passed away.

            Then the relative I’d only known for a minute died right before my eyes while I held his hand.

            That’s when it hit me. Hard. For the first time in months, I cried.

            A/N

            I know. This was a hard chapter for me to write. I actually cried myself. Before you pelt me with questions, yes, the ring is the one from the Lord of the Rings. I won’t have much else about that part of the crossover for a long time, so bear with me. This part is Harry Potter for now.