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Madam Poppy Pomfrey ([info]pomfrey_or) wrote in [info]hogwarts_or,
@ 2007-11-29 16:42:00

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Current mood: gloomy

The Future Students Wake Up
There were times when the stillness of the room bothered Madam Pomfrey. She knew it was her own fault. She had been the one who made the decision to give the potion to the children. She had known what sort of effect it would have. But, still, there were times when she wished they would move, even just a little bit.

It was late in the afternoon. The sun was beginning to set in the distance, but its light still filled the room. After making one last sweep around the room, Madam Pomfrey went back into the main part of the wing. She would return within the hour to light the candles by the children's beds.



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[info]pansy_or
2007-12-20 12:58 am UTC (link)
It had been a dreamless sleep though Pansy would soon recall the nightmare of what happened in her wake. She stirred, a light moan escaping as she forced her eyes open. They felt heavy and her head had a throb to it.

Searching the room with her gaze, she realized she was in the Hospital Wing. Oh --- the thoughts starting rushing back. Where was Draco? What had happened to the others?

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[info]crabbe_or
2007-12-20 12:59 am UTC (link)
Vincent Crabbe groaned in his sleep. A moment or two later, he woke up with start, gasping and sweaty. "Gregory... Gregory!" he cried. His bleary eyes scanned the room. It was the Hospital Wing. Various familiar faces lay in other beds. Among them was Pansy, who looked to be the only other one currently awake. Gregory Goyle, his life-long best friend, was nowhere to be seen. So it wasn't a nightmare. "Pansy, are you OK?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

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[info]pansy_or
2007-12-20 12:59 am UTC (link)
Blinking, Pansy was able to focus her eyes on Crabbe. It was odd seeing him sans Goyle, but her mind was truly on Draco. "Er...I think so." She rubbed at her head. "What the...where's Draco?" A note of alarm rang in her tone.

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[info]luna_or
2007-12-20 12:59 am UTC (link)
There was some shouting. It roused Luna from the phantasmagoria tormenting her as she lay unconscious. She tried to move then, but every part of her body was sore. That curse had been the worst pain she'd ever experienced, but was that the cause? Perhaps she'd been injured since and just couldn't remember. Luna allowed her eyes to fall back shut once she recognised her surroundings. It must be safe, she thought. The Death Eaters certainly wouldn't have bothered to place her in a hospital bed if they had emerged victorious. It seemed wise to stay put and allow herself to recuperate.

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[info]hannah_or
2007-12-20 01:01 am UTC (link)
Hannah's sleep had been fitful, though she on the outside it didn't look as such. When she finally opened her eyes, she had broken out in a cold sweat. Everything, the battle at Hogwarts, Susan and herself back to back with Justin... Justin...

Hannah sat up quickly, looking around the room. "Justin? Justin!" But she wouldn't hear his voice. On some level she knew she wouldn't hear it. He'd been dead. Right in front of her dead. And she'd have been dead if Susan hadn't pulled her away. And then Dumbledore had done something... what, she wasn't sure, and couldn't think right now because her head was beginning to hurt. She'd sat up much too fast.

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[info]susan_or
2007-12-20 01:01 am UTC (link)
Susan was just coming out of her unconscious state when she heard Hannah's screams. She was relieved; this meant Hannah had survived. She wasn't yet conscious enough to fully gather the content of screams. "Hannah?" she murmured, opening her eyes and looking around. Where, exactly, had they survived?

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[info]hannah_or
2007-12-20 01:02 am UTC (link)
Turning her head quickly, Hannah winced. That hurt. But Susan... Susan was here. Where was here? "Susan? Susan, where are we?" It looked like Madam's Pomfrey's hospital wing... but there were several differences that were noticeable.

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[info]susan_or
2007-12-20 01:02 am UTC (link)
Susan looked around, not quite knowing the answer herself. "Um. The hospital wing, I guess?" It was the best option she had, it looked enough like it. "I guess the battle is over and we've been taken here."

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[info]padma_or
2007-12-20 01:04 am UTC (link)
Her first conscious thought was of the sounds. A distant murmur of someone calling names that were and were not familiar. The measured footsteps of someone pacing nearby. The whisper of the sheets in the nearby beds as their occupants returned to wakefulness.

After the long silence of her dreams, the small noises were almost, almost a comfort.

But her next thought was of her dreams. Her dreams were filled with silence.

But she woke screaming.

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-20 01:05 am UTC (link)
What had started as a leisurely stroll to the hospital wing to deliver a stack of Legens books quickly transformed into a hurried pace when Albus heard a scream coming from within the ward. He dropped the books in his haste to retrieve his ring of keys, mentally cursing his aged, feeble hands. Of course, he would have had to charm the lock against Alohomora to keep out those many rule-breakers with whom he had been ... blessed, but at a time like this, he wished he hadn't. He had always been much quicker with his wand.

Finally, he'd got the key in the enchanted lock and turned, flinging open the door. No one, however, seemed harmed. Agitated, certainly (and no wonder, considering the injuries they had all sustained), but beyond that, none the worse for wear. He moved quickly into the room and toward the bed of one child who seemed the most upset, but when he spoke, it was addressed to them all.

"Is everything all right?"

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[info]padma_or
2007-12-20 01:09 am UTC (link)
She sat up straight in bed, trembling and covering her hands with her face. At the sound of Professor Dumbledore's voice she opened her eyes and stared at him.

'Oh Professor, thank Merlin. I thought you were', she paused and then said in a shaky voice, 'I had the most horrible dream!'

She stopped to look around the infirmary, and then very slowly she asked, 'Where's P..', she paused again, momentarily looking confused and shook her head as if to clear it.

She started again, 'Where is everyone? The last thing I remember..' Again the strange pause, before she finally whispered, 'I don't know what the last thing I remember is. What happened Professor?'

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-20 01:10 am UTC (link)
"Thought I was what?" Albus nearly asked, but he caught himself just in time. How did this girl know he was addressed as Professor? He shook his head. No doubt she'd heard Poppy call him that, whilst she slept.

Clearing his throat, Albus shook his head. "Alas, I cannot say, my dear girl. All I know is that the twelve of you were found on the school grounds during the Hallowe'en feast, and most of you had suffered some form of injury." He looked around at them all, in various stages of awareness. Some were still sleeping soundly, oblivious to the wounds their poor bodies had suffered, but those who were waking now were undoubtedly fearful. Of what, however, he still wasn't rightly sure.

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(no subject) - [info]padma_or, 2007-12-20 01:26 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]luna_or, 2007-12-20 01:26 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-20 01:28 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]crabbe_or, 2007-12-20 01:29 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]padma_or, 2007-12-20 01:29 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]hannah_or, 2007-12-20 01:31 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-20 01:32 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]crabbe_or, 2007-12-20 01:33 am UTC
OOC - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-24 04:28 pm UTC

[info]draco_or
2007-12-21 06:56 pm UTC (link)
Draco groaned as he heard voices flooding into his memory. He opened his eyes blearily only to see one of the Patil twins--Padma, he reasoned, based on her clear expression--pointing her wand...at Dumbledore? What the hell? Hannah Abbott looked to be close to hysterics, and he heard vague mentionings of Death Eaters and the like. Draco could have cursed the lot of them for their idiocy. Didn't they know it was better to assess their surroundings first? He didn't stir immediately, however, taking note of his surroundings carefully first. Hogwarts. Hospital wing. Nothing unfamiliar there. But as Draco glanced around the room, he noticed some things that looked...newer than what they had looked like the last time he'd been in here. Come to think of it, they looked newer than when he'd come in here as a first year, for that matter. Frowning, Draco's grey eyes scanned the room until they landed on Dumbledore, currently at wand point. The old wizard seemed just like he always appeared. However, when Draco studied the man closely, something seemed different. He couldn't quite describe what just yet, but something felt off. Returning his attention to the audio in the room just as Dumbledore mentioned: "If I were a Death Eater in disguise, and your jailor, would I have allowed you all to be armed in the first place?" Draco had to chuckle darkly. Slowly sitting upright in his cot on the far side of the room, the blond gave Dumbledore an amused glance. "Surely you don't think that all Death Eaters are that naive, Dumbledore, do you? You've dealt with them plenty, after all," he commented dryly, taking note of Pansy's presence and Crabbe's. Where was Goyle? "You claimed earlier not to recognize Harry Potter's name, but surely if you don't recognize me by name, you could at least recognize the family that I come from, correct?" Draco ran one hand weakly through his dirty blond hair, almost cringing at the touch of it. It was disgusting...it felt like he hadn't washed it in months! Yet another thing that was out of the ordinary, clearly.

Either Dumbledore was messing with them, or the old man had lost it clearly...or something else entirely was occurring here.

There was enough hysteria in this bloody room, however, and Draco would be damned if he'd add to it. Things were suspicious, nonetheless. A Patil with her wand pointed at Dumbledore? Things looking out of place in the familiar hospital wing? The Patil girl's odd question to Crabbe about his parents going to Hogwarts? Everything seemed quite out of place.

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[info]crabbe_or
2007-12-22 07:07 pm UTC (link)
When he heard that familiar drawl, Vincent turned his head so fast his neck began to smart. He was relieved to see Draco was okay and being his clever self. Perhaps things would calm down now and he wouldn't have to be the one to talk sense into the clearly-insane Patil and Bones. Being sensible was Draco's forte, after all, not his.

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-22 07:49 pm UTC (link)
Now this blond boy mentioned it, he did remind Albus of someone who had left school some three years earlier -- young Lucius Malfoy. And the unconscious boy they called Harry did greatly resemble James. And the heavy-set boy the girls had called Crabbe favoured another Crabbe at the school...

No, the notion was ridiculous, Albus thought, shaking his head once more. They were all scarcely more than children themselves. They shouldn't have children of their own who were roughly their ages. And yet, the idea of Time Travel had already crossed his mind. After taking a moment to bend and retrieve their wands, Albus straightened and pocketed them.

"And about what precisely am I being naive, Mister ... Malfoy, is it?" Albus asked quietly, fixing the blond boy with a benign but expectant smile.

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(no subject) - [info]draco_or, 2007-12-24 01:04 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-24 04:26 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]hermione_or, 2007-12-24 04:37 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-24 05:24 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]hermione_or, 2007-12-24 10:57 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-25 02:57 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]hermione_or, 2007-12-25 04:13 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-25 04:14 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]neville_or, 2007-12-25 11:59 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]luna_or, 2007-12-26 03:38 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-26 04:18 am UTC

[info]hermione_or
2007-12-24 04:33 am UTC (link)
Millicent was saying something. Hermione couldn't hear her, but the witch was yelling...screaming. She glanced at the ground around her. Fallen bodies surrounded her. Lavender Brown's body was the closest thing. She felt numb. All these people...murdered by Voldemort. They would never speak again. Hermione wanted to cry, but she couldn't.

Millicent began to attack her. The brunette managed to defend herself for a long time, before Millicent gained the upper hand. Picking up the abandoned sword of Gryffindor, Hermione began to fight back. Finally, she had the other witch cornered.

Then Millicent became aggressive...she thrashed, and the sword...things became blurred.

Hermione gasped, sitting up in bed. "W-what?" She whispered, looking around, to see some of her friends asleep, and some empty beds.

"Harry...Lavender...Ron..." Hermione said quietly, looking around to spot Ron in bed nearby. Lavender was nowhere to be found.

"Where am I? What happened? Is the battle over?" She asked herself.

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-24 04:27 pm UTC (link)
Let's combine these threads, shall we?

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[info]neville_or
2007-12-25 03:20 am UTC (link)
The very first thing that went through his mind when he heard the voices around him was that he had died. After all, he was in a bed - he could figure that out. Also, he realized that since the last memory he had was of laying on the ground, writhing with more pain then he had ever thought possible, it was a pretty good assumption.

Cracking his eyes open, just a little, he looked around. It looked a little like the hospital wing at Hogwarts but at the same time, it didn't at all. His whole body was centered on the most intense pain he had ever felt. Groaning slightly, he opened his eyes and tried to sit up a little so he could truly see what was going on.

When he spotted Draco sitting on one of the beds, his first reaction was to reach for his wand. However, he noticed that he didn't have it there to grab. What was going on!?

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-25 03:46 am UTC (link)
Once he had answered the bushy-haired girl's question, Albus caught a movement out of the corner of his eye and turned. He could have sworn the round-faced boy -- who happened to look a great deal like one another of the school's prefects, now he thought about it -- had been going for his wand. Seeing how the boy's wand was currently nestled in his pocket, however, the gesture ended nearly as soon as it had begun.

"Well, hello," he said cheerfully, smiling and ignoring what could have been taken as a threatening movement. "I am pleased to see that you are awake. How are you feeling?"

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[info]neville_or
2007-12-25 03:58 am UTC (link)
If this was Heaven, what was Draco doing here? He knew he didn't deserve to be in Hell and Draco didn't deserve Heaven so...that logic helped him figure out he wasn't dead.

At first, he didn't hear Professor Dumbledore speak. After all, he was a little distracted. Turning a little so he could face him, Neville shrugged. Even as he did, he winced slightly in pain. "Hello Headmaster." But wait, Dumbledore was dead. Right? Didn't he see him get hit out of the corner of his eye?!

"Ummm...I mean. Hi. I'm feeling...horrible actually. I've felt better." With a small smile, he looked around again. He thought he had heard Dumbledore say his dad's name. But why would he mention that? "How are you?"

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(no subject) - [info]draco_or, 2007-12-26 03:49 am UTC
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(no subject) - [info]crabbe_or, 2007-12-26 10:49 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]susan_or, 2007-12-25 06:17 pm UTC
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(no subject) - [info]neville_or, 2007-12-25 11:56 pm UTC
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(no subject) - [info]neville_or, 2007-12-27 04:19 am UTC
(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2007-12-28 01:24 am UTC

[info]hermione_or
2007-12-25 04:22 pm UTC (link)
Hermione shook her head. "Tomorrow...sounds amazing, professor. Thank you for going through so much trouble for us..." She said, realizing how similar past-Dumbledore was to future-Dumbledore.


{ooc: Does that mean they can start today? XD}

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-25 04:29 pm UTC (link)
Yeah, definitely. :-) Hermione might want to tell Dumbles her name first, though.

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[info]harry_or
2007-12-27 06:39 am UTC (link)
The sounds of the hospital wing were beginning to die down but voices still carried around lightly, causing Harry to stir in the starched sheets of the hospital bed. There was a soft ache in his body, as though he had slept too long and injured himself all at the same time. Both instances were true, yet he wasn't entirely sure of that yet as he memories flooded his thoughts dangerously. He remembered being cursed, he remembered whispers and deaths. He clamped his eyes shut, fearing that if he were to open them he would only see the destruction and the shattered bodies that had surrounded him the last that he had known. Steadying his breathing, he prepared himself to face his surroundings. It would do no good just pretending to sleep any longer, but his eyelids felt like lead so he had to fight to open them.

It was light. That was the first thing that he noticed. Much too light. What had happened? How had he gotten to the Hospital Wing? In another second, more memories came back and Harry slowly lifted himself into a sitting position. He blindly searched the bedside table for his glasses, patting at the wood hopelessly. When he found them and placed them upon his nose, the world came into much sharper focus and his brow furrowed. A couple of people still lay in beds, bodies he recognized, even Dumbledore was in the room, but there was something wrong. The Hospital Wing looked strange and yet still remained familiar, as though from a dream or something.

Harry cleared his throat softly, hoping to allow words to pass easily. "What's going on?" he questioned, unable to think of anything else to say.

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[info]dumbledore_or
2007-12-30 06:14 pm UTC (link)
"Hello, Harry," Albus said, smiling as he approached the boy's bed. Like the rest, he had no doubt that this boy would know him, so addressing him by name would not have seemed out of the ordinary. He gestured toward the foot of the bed and asked, "May I?" before settling himself on the coverlet. Clasping his hands in his lap, Albus took a deep breath. The information he had to relate would undoubtedly come as a shock.

"The situation, so far as I have been able to ascertain, is that you and your peers have travelled some twenty-two years into the past, as the result of a battle at Hogwarts, which did not proceed well. After much discussion, we have developed a theory that all of you are here to right the wrongs of the past, as it were. Most of your friends have already left the infirmary, as you can probably tell.

"As for my part, I have told the current students at Hogwarts that all of you were the survivors of a plague which struck your small village. I have also furnished each of you with a Legens--" He reached out to retrieve another of the books from a nearby chair. "--which is something of a magical diary. Unlike a mere diary, however, this book will allow you to contact me at any time, should you need to." There was more, of course, but Albus decided to stop there, as the boy was likely to be brimming with questions.

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[info]harry_or
2007-12-30 06:44 pm UTC (link)
It was hard for words to form in Harry's head, his thoughts were running at such a rampant speed that he couldn't pause for a second to string together a complete thought. It was hard to believe, despite having done it before, that he had found himself in the past. The issue was, this wasn't voluntary nor was it even a time that he had been in before. How was he supposed to know what to do or what not to do in a time that he had never been in before. He paused in his thought process.

"Twenty-two years, sir?" His parents. It was far too tempting. It was going to be hard to remember that he musn't get involved, nothing could change too drastically. It was too dangerous. "How are we supposed to right wrongs when there's a thousand different things that we could change just by being here?"

While he didn't know whether or not Professor Dumbledore could provide him an answer, it was too much to comprehend.

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(no subject) - [info]dumbledore_or, 2008-01-04 03:28 pm UTC
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