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Harry Potter & the Stone of Dreams	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 15672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jerry and Justin returned home late that afternoon; they had already sent Zeke home about 7 that morning. Hagrid and Kingsley had left to find a wizard hotel which Hagrid could fit in so that they could catch a nap. The Indian Point nuclear power plant was now completely under the control of the wizard engineers whom Justin had been training for the last 8 hours, and the Normals would be none the wiser.
Teresa was much happier with her husband and Justin at home. She had let Max stay home from summer-school that day so that he could entertain Ginny and George, who for the time being seemed to have given up on looking for Harry. Eventually they had all decided to go on the quick magical tour of New York's famous attractions, the three of them determined to pull some pranks on someone. Maybe they would play superhero and pick on some criminals.
Ginny was itching for somebody who deserved a thrashing. She was more annoyed that Harry, Hermione, and Alex had left again than she let on. Max had seen that look in Mason's eyes before. So Max was a bit more careful with his jokes, just in case one of them aggravated her. Max really dug Ginny. She was really cool — not to mention hot. He hoped she would stay for a while and fervently wished that she didn't have to go back to England.

~o0o~
When Alecto Carrow pored over her map that afternoon, she spotted a blip near a small lake in Virginia. The arrow pointed to the same spot for several minutes. She said nothing to her brother who was watching the 24 hour television news networks, which had all been going on incessantly since midday about the gruesome occult ritual murders which they had committed in a Brooklyn Heights townhouse last night at midnight.
"This is brilliant Alecto..." Amycus chortled with glee. "Our handiwork is bloody famous. I love muggle media."
Alecto rolled her eyes and looked back at the map. The arrow was still pointing to that spot. She knew that Harry Potter would eventually apparate, and she was waiting to see where he would reappear. After ten minutes the wait was getting annoying. What the hell was Potter doing? Making out with the two pretty little girls she had briefly seen him with?
Alecto actually giggled at the idea of that bony little blood-traitor with the stupid glasses trying to put the moves on the girls. She knew that the Granger bitch was alleged to be Potter's girlfriend now, but she still couldn't imagine him getting up the nerve to do anything. That girl would come begging for Alecto's special outfit and toys soon, she thought to herself as she cackled with a leer on her face.
She wished Potter would hurry up, whatever he was doing. It was getting later and later in the evening. Alecto wasn't about to jump at his first location. She wanted to analyse his travel pattern so she could narrow down where best to meet him. The last thing she wanted was to apparate into a trap. And Alecto knew that Potter was learning quickly that when dealing with Death Eaters, he couldn't always resort to a disarming spell.
Finally, the arrow jumped to a small town in Maryland, then to Pennsylvania. Oh this was good she thought. Potter was coming back this way. But even if he veered a different direction, it didn't matter, Alecto thought. She would track Potter down to the ends of the Earth if she had to, then she would kill him and use the spell that only she knew while performing a blood rite upon his corpse — and the corpses of his little harem. She snickered again at the image in her head. Amycus would like it too, except for the bit when she took for herself all of Potter's magic along with his life-force.
Then the arrow was bouncing randomly around New York city again, and Alecto knew that Potter was at the unplottable place again. But this time she would be ready when he left again. She cast a Snare spell that enveloped the entire city. That should hold him until she apparated to him. It was nearly midnight when the arrow stopped bouncing. Then it vanished altogether.
It took Alecto a moment to register what had happened. She screamed angrily.
"NOOOOO! Bloody Hell!" Then she snarled at Amycus. "He's gone... he's gone completely. He's in the other fucking hemisphere, and it's too late to perform a ritual to refresh the map for the next 24 hours."
Amycus was glad he had cast some muggle repelling charms so that the muggles wouldn't hear Alecto getting loud again. He turned the volume up on the television and ignored her. He would move when Alecto told him to move, but in the meantime he was going to stay right where he was. Amycus had never partaken in muggle forms of entertainment before, and he was finding it quite amusing. Muggles seemed obsessed with programmes about serial killers and mass murderers. He had also come across a few Muggle horror films that he found particularly gripping.

~o0o~
Snow and ice stung their faces where their parkas weren't covering them. They were in the middle of a blizzard somewhere in the Himalayas on a peak near the border of Tibet. Quickly, shivering, they cast a warming spell over themselves. Harry, Alex, and Hermione were still being buffeted by the wind, snow, and tiny flecks of ice. It stung their faces, and even with a warming spell on themselves, it didn't stop the icy precipitation from feeling cold when it struck them.
They were nearly on the opposite side of the world from New York, so it was more or less the middle of the day here instead of midnight, which was when they had left using the I.P.P. in the Russo lair. Alex had sneaked them in after everyone upstairs had gone to bed.
But the ice storm didn't help visibility; they couldn't see more than a dozen feet whichever way they looked. Hermione was using her wand to guide them now. They were very close. But none of them could think where the Stone of Dreams might be. There was nothing here against the side of the mountain except snow and ice.
Hermione had imagined that there might be a temple of some sort. This didn't make any sense. Wait... now the wand was pointing to a rocky outcrop jutting from up ahead. Maybe there was a cave. They all ran forward and started looking around the rock for some clue, anything. With the howling of the wind they didn't notice a large figure moving towards them.
The massive figure lunged forward, roaring in apparent anger. It was about 9 feet tall, vaguely human shaped, and covered in matted dirty white fur. Harry screamed at Alex to move. She was right in the creature's path and she tripped, falling face first into the snow. He sent a stunning spell at it but the creature just absorbed it without slowing down. Hermione tried a petrificus totalus spell, but the monster still kept coming.
Alex managed to roll over in the snow and pull out her wand just in time; the creature was almost upon her. She shot a spell at it, making up a rhyme on the spot.
"Send away this furry beast, I don't want to be his feast." The monster vanished as it leapt at her. It had been only inches away when the spell hit it. A few seconds later, Alex thought she heard a roaring far off in the distance. She wasn't entirely sure though, because the wind was really loud.
Alex was covered in snow from head to foot and her warming spell had dissipated. Her heart was still pounding, and she was freezing her butt off. She groaned as Harry took her by the hand and helped her up. A powerful gust of wind blew them both right over. They were all laughing by the time Hermione pulled them both out of the snow drift. Nobody had been able to maintain their warming spells in all of the confusion, but the wet and the cold didn't seem so harsh when they were in physical contact with each other.
"That was brilliant Alex!" said Harry with a slight tone of awe.
Her magic really was impressive, and he was still amazed at how simple Alex made creating a spell on the fly look. She looked pensive for a moment. Alex was thinking. The last time the Stone of Tears had been hidden, it had been in an underground cavern in the side of a mountain. She was tired of shivering, and without a second thought she instinctively cast another spell.
"Cavus appearus, you have to be near us," Alex intoned.
The rocky outcrop began to move, and a rumbling sound could be heard over the howling wind. The shaking of the ground knocked them all off their feet. They remained there as the quaking intensified. The three young wizards huddled together in the snow as the entrance to a large cave was revealed by the shifting boulders. Quickly, they pulled each other to their feet and darted inside. Lanterns on the walls lit up dimly as the rocky mountain face closed the gap behind them.
"Don't worry," said Alex. "I think there's always a separate exit in these places — I hope. What was that thing... the monster?" She and Harry both looked inquisitively at Hermione, whom they both expected to know the answer.
"It was a Yeti — an Abominable Snowman. They're very hard to spot, but apparently there is a sizable population in the Himalayas," Hermione replied as she conjured a crackling warm blue fire in front of them. That thought sobered them all up. If they ran into a bunch of those things, they would be in trouble, thought Harry.
The teenage wizards removed their soaking parkas and draped them over a few large rocks to dry in the heat. Hermione pulled a food hamper out of her bottomless bag.
"Ooooh, I've seen a bag like that before," said Alex, recalling the bag she had almost pulled herself into once. A few minutes later they were roasting sausages on sticks over the blue flames. After warming up a bit, their hunger sated, and a well deserved rest, the wizards were on their feet again.
There was only one direction to go, so they followed the rocky passage deeper into the mountain. The cave narrowed, and they had to squeeze through sideways, hoping to find a larger tunnel on the other side. As claustrophobia set in, Alex began to panic. Alex's anxiety melted away when Hermione squeezed her hand comfortingly, and all three of them breathed a heavy sigh of relief when the passage finally widened again.
"Bloody Hell!" muttered Harry when he spied a chasm about 20 yards ahead, and what looked like a reddish glow coming from deep underground.
Alex groaned. Why was there always stupid lava in these sorts of things? The chasm was another 10 yards or so across. Harry uttered the first spell he thought of.
"Levicorpus," he incanted, pointing his wand at Hermione. As she dangled upside down in midair, Harry carefully flew her across the gaping maw of the lava pit, before turning to Alex and lifting his eyebrows, "Are you ready Alex?"
Alex didn't feel ready at all. Dangling upside down looking straight into a lava pit didn't sound like fun. But she gritted her teeth and nodded. Moments later they were all across the chasm. Hermione raised an eyebrow at Harry and smirked when he stood up and dusted himself off. It took Harry a moment to work out why Hermione was giving him the look.
"Crap..." he groaned, smacking his forehead, "I could've used Wingardium Leviosa."
"Yes, that might have been slightly less terrifying, Harry!" Hermione agreed, giggling and shaking her head.
The tunnel filled with a golden mist as they continued. All of a sudden the entire world turned upside down and the floor became the ceiling. The young wizards all felt waves of vertigo as they peered through the clouds of vapour at the ceiling which had become a floor below them. Harry recalled the Third Task of the Triwizard tournament and knew exactly what to do.
"Close your eyes," yelled Harry, "...just keep walking. Everything should right itself again once we've passed through this."
Alex and Hermione both followed Harry's instructions, and a few moments later everything seemed back to normal. They kept on walking down the tunnel cautiously, apprehensive about what the next obstacle might be.
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