Heir Of Gryffindor

Chapter Nine

"Harley, you have to focus or we are not going to make any progress."

I groaned for what seemed to be the hundredth time before I flipped off James. Professor Dumbledore had set up our first meeting and I was beyond frustrated. James kept telling me I needed to remove my mental blocks, but no matter how hard I tried, nothing was working. He was a mellow man and my temper seemed to amuse him.

We had been working all morning. James was sure he could help me access and control my visions. He was curious about how I had accessed visions before, but he didn't want to push any boundaries, which I liked.

"James, if you don't mind, I have a suggestion that might help Harley out."

After another failed attempt at trying to conjure anything, I jumped when Dumbledore stepped into the classroom we were using and both him and James chuckled. I scowled and held back my anger as I waited to see what the big problem solver was. Professor Dumbledore stepped to the side and I stared wide eyed as Draco stepped out from behind him.

"Miss Potter and Mister Malfoy have a most interesting relationship and I feel Draco can help her remove that wall from her mind."

I looked at Dumbledore shocked, and James just nodded his head at him. Draco smirked at me, and I could feel my cheeks grow red.

"Forget about everything Harley. You can do this," James said encouragingly.

Before I knew what was going on, Draco's lips were on mine, and my mind was whirling. At first, I could think only of the fact that Draco was kissing me and Professor Dumbledore and James were both watching, but then, a part of me told myself to stop thinking. Once I did, the vision came rolling in.

"Harley, Fred has been hit!"

Those four words was all it took for me to lose all hope.  Draco was nowhere to be seen, my friends were dying, Harry went off to god knows where, and I was left alone. I couldn't save anyone no matter how hard I had tried. An evil chuckle came from behind me and I instantly tensed up.

"Ah the not as famous Harley Potter. Still in your brother's shadow even when you're about to die."

I glared at Lucius and he just smiled evilly back at me. I may love his son, but I would never see Lucius as anything other than a monster. While he was distracting me, Bellatrix grabbed my wand from my hands and broke it before hitting me with a body binding spell.

"You weren't going to win Harley. Your precious brother is dead, and you will die as soon as the dark lord gets back here with our reinforcements. Voldemort was always going to win. Did you honestly believe a group of mediocre teenagers would change that truth? If you did you're just as delusional as your parents were."

His deep chuckle and Bellatrix's earsplitting laughter filled my ears. I felt myself grow angrier by the minute. I was completely enraged. I couldn't tell if they told the truth about Harry. I couldn't tell if they were telling any truths at all. All I knew was if I could stop just these two, I would fight until I couldn't anymore.

They turned around and waited for their other goonies to show up, and I began to fight through the spell that was keeping me down. My palms began to tingle, before the feeling came back to my whole body. I slowly crept towards the two of them, before hitting them both with the same spell they had used on me. I knelt down, and grabbed both of their wands, before shattering them.

"How did you do that?" Lucius asked through clenched teeth. I laughed at him, before punching him in the face.

"You messed with the wrong Potter, Malfoy."

I gasped as Draco's lips left mine. This vision has been just as strange as the first. Draco stared at me in shock and I began to feel dizzy. The room started to spin and the voices I heard sounded warped. I could see James, Draco, and Dumbledore all looking at me concerned, but I couldn't steady myself. My breathing grew rapid, before everything went black.