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The Dark Circle	By : SisterGryffindor Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 4815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mallek, his eyes tightly shut, felt the floor under his feet sweep up; it was suddenly not there under his feet. He opened his eyes and saw for a moment that all was a spinning blur, then it all resolved into a wall that suddenly appeared before him. He fell directly into it before his feet touched the ground; it seemed like the floor moved and threw him sideways as well; his head struck something and he collapsed in an undignified heap on the floor.

He heard sliding of doors and shook his head, completely confused. Merlin help him, he wasn’t on the platform anymore. What had happened…? He realized he was in a narrow hallway, one lined with doors. He was in the end of the hallway, just a few feet shy of the door. He blinked, realizing that he must be on the train… somehow… His heart pounding, he reached up his hand to touch his head; it felt like he would definitely have a lump there. At least it wasn’t bleeding.

“Hey, kid, are you okay?” A voice near him said. He looked to his left where a girl of about sixteen years old was kneeling at his side. “You hit your head really hard on that window ledge. Did you trip when you came out of your compartment…?” She said, looking concerned about him as she looked at his head.

“Yeah, um… I… I’m okay… just… just stumbled.” He said softly, waving her off. He couldn’t be here. He’d given his word; he couldn’t be where he thought he was… He started to try to rise but she didn’t allow him to.

“No, you need to stay there a moment. That’s quite a knot you’ve got coming up there… I’d do something about it but my healing skills are pretty lame. I’d do more damage then I helped.” She said apologetically, looking to the left. “Hey! Mary!”

Another girl stuck her head out of the next compartment. “What’s up…? Oh Merlin, what happened to him?” she asked, coming out. Behind her a boy of around their age poked his head out as well.

“Do me a favor and run and fetch the nurse, he’s hit his head.”

“No, really, I’m all right. I need to find my friends.” Mallek said, refusing to be mollycoddled. “It’s just a bump; I don’t need a nurse…”

“Its okay; she really can’t help it.” The boy said as he moved over. “I think all prefects have to be bossy and nosy and all that.”

Mary hurried off to do as she was told.

“Very funny, Wally.” She made a face at him. “He still needs the nurse.”

“Send her to his compartment then. Come on, give the kid a break. He’s just a first year and you can’t be helping by trying to make him sit here in the middle of the floor.” He returned.

“But…” she tried to argue.

“I’ll get him to his compartment. You make sure the nurse finds us. Don’t worry; I’ll make sure that he doesn’t fall again.” He said, offering Mallek his hand.

Not wanting to stay there a moment longer on the floor in such an undignified position, Mallek took his hand without hesitation. He found his legs felt a little weak and shaky, but found that he was able to stand on his own. “Yeah, I… um. Thanks…” he said softly.

“I’m Wallace Durgin.” He smiled, keeping hold of his arm.

“Wallace, I can handle this. I’m the prefect…”the first girl said importantly.

“And you’re late for your prefect meeting, aren’t you?” He asked pointedly. “This isn’t a prefect matter.” He looked at Mallek. “You don’t care if I take you to your compartment, right?” He asked, dragging Mallek into the conversation.

“I would much rather he escorts me.” He said agreeably. He did not like this pushy girl overmuch and had no intention of remaining with her given the choice.

She started to talk, then closed her mouth for a moment and sighed. “All right, but be careful, the train gets wobbly…”

“I’ve ridden it one more year than you have, remember? Go on, I’ll get him back to his mates and if we need you I promise to send Mary running, all right?” She sighed and moved off. Wallace chuckled and glanced at the younger boy. “Come on, before she changes her mind and heads back let’s get you to your friends. Which way?” he asked.

Mallek hesitated, half closing his eyes and reaching out. He had no idea where he was on the train but an idiot would have known he was on the Hogwarts Express.   He needed to cover up the fact that he did not belong here and the best way was to find Alerick, and quickly. He let his conscious self go and found he felt a tug inside, an undeniable pull. That could only be one person.

He smiled and opened his eyes again; he knew which way to go. “Follow me.” He said, leading the way. His steps became surer and faster with each step, hurrying through this car and into the next.   Wallace kept up with him easily, strolling along behind him and ensuring that no one they passed bothered the boy as he moved through the hallway.

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“A hat…? You’re having me on!” Alerick said with a laugh.

“No, I’m telling you the truth.” Angel smiled at him, her eyes sparkling. “It seems silly, I know, but I promise you its real. It’s an enchanted hat; it sings and talks and tells which house each person has to go to.”

“But how could some old hat do the sorting? It sounds really odd, to say the least…”

“I don’t know how it does it, but I do know that the headmaster stands by the decisions that the Sorting Hat makes. The teacher put it on my head and I just focused on how much I wanted to prove myself and my strength to Nonno and make Daddy and Papa proud of me, and I thought about little James and the twins and how much I love them. The next thing I knew it was calling out that I was to go to Gryffindor.”

“I wonder what you’d have to think about to be chosen as a Slytherin…” Alerick mused.

“I don’t know… I just know there aren’t many Slytherins that I want to be around, the older ones anyway. The first years were okay. You sure you and the others need to be in Slytherin house?” Angel asked.

“It’s just meant to be that way…” he began, but then he fell silent, turning his face to the door.

“Alerick? Is something wrong?” Angel asked.

“It can’t be.” He murmured, rising to his feet, ignoring her question. He could feel someone, something pulling and calling to him, but it couldn’t be… He moved to the door and pulled it open, turning to gaze down the hallway just as Mallek stepped through the door at the end of the car. “Mallek…?”

“Alerick!” the younger boy said with great relief, picking up his pace though his knees felt as weak as water.

“I take it these are your mates.” Wallace smiled, following Mallek as he hurried to Alerick, who pulled him into his arms.

“What happened?” Alerick asked, seeing the knot on his forehead; he immediately glared at the boy escorting his prince assuming he must have done this to him. “How dare he lay a hand on you…!”

“What? I didn’t…” Wallace held up a hand.

“No, Alerick, I’m fine really. I just fell, that’s all. Wallace just helped me.” He said quickly, feeling Alerick tense up in preparation to defend him; he didn’t need his friend to be in trouble for assaulting another student.

Alerick relaxed slightly, taking him at his word. “Oh. I see…”

Mallek returned his attention to He then glanced at Wallace. “I’m all right now, you can go.” He said in a clearly dismissive tone.

Wallace smirked. “If I leave before the nurse gets here I’ll probably catch hell from Marissa for about a month.” He answered. “I think I’ll stick around. You, on the other hand, need to go and sit down.”

“Yes, that looks horribly painful…” Alerick said softly, reaching to run a finger around the swollen area. “Come, you really do need to sit and let me take care of you…”

Mallek glanced back at Wallace who simply smiled and leaned on the wall. He had no intention of going anywhere; he would not be so easily brushed off.

The younger boy restrained his sigh of frustration. “I think sitting down would be welcome… are you alone?”

“No, Angel is here with me.” he led him into the compartment; Angel was already on her feet, looking very worried.

“Mallek… how did you…?”

“I stumbled and hit my head.” He said truthfully and left it at that.

Angel glanced at Wallace and stepped back to let Alerick get the younger boy settled on one of the couches, sitting on the edge beside him. “Should I get you some ice…?” she asked; the knot on his head seemed huge and was turning colors.

Wallace moved in as well, glancing at Angel. “I know you, you’re the Potter girl. I’ve seen you at school. Have a good summer?”

“Yes, thank you.” She said.

“And this blonde lad looks like every other first year on the train. This fellow here seems rather young to be coming to school, even for a first year.”

To the surprise of Mallek, the older girl answered without even the slightest hesitation. “Mallek might seem a bit young, but he’s as good with his wand and even at potions as any first year I’ve met.” She said with complete honesty. “He’s just come along for the train ride; my grandfather – his father – will meet him at Hogsmeade Station.”

“Oh, well, that makes sense.” He nodded, leaning back out the door again to look. “Perfect timing; here comes the medi-wizard.” He grinned.

“Step aside, Mr. Durgin.” He ordered; he was a plain-looking man in his late forties, with very little hair anywhere on his head or face, except for the fact that he had incredibly bushy eyebrows.

Alerick rose also and stepped back, looking very worried.

The medi-wizard glanced at him only a moment and then turned his full attention to the injured boy. He eyed his forehead and clucked his tongue. “Tch tch… what in Merlin’s name happened to you?”

Mallek eyed the man; he seemed rather daft to be tending to the health of students. “I fell and hit my head on the windowsill.”

“Whatever possessed you to do that?” the man asked, slipping on spectacles with odd little devices on the sides, which he flipped over to peer through at the injury. “Not the brightest thing to do, is it?”

“I didn’t do it on purpose.” Mallek scowled at him.

“You didn’t?” he queried, tilting his head and flipping over a second layer of lenses of the weird glasses.

“Of course he didn’t, don’t be daft!” Alerick said, scowling too. This man was a complete nutter!

“Hm. Well, on purpose or not, you’re liable to have quite a headache for a while.”   He said, slipping the glasses off once more. “You haven’t managed to crack your skull, though you have quite a bruise there. Your brain has not sustained any damage either, just relax and take it easy for the rest of the trip.” He advised as he turned and bustled out as quickly as he came.

“Toldja.” Wallace smirked at Mary, who had come with the medi-wizard.

“Oh do be a dear, Wallace, and shut up.” She said, sticking her tongue out at him. “Even you thought that he should see the medi-wizard.”

“So I did, but my mum would have my hide if I didn’t think of a student’s health first.” He answered with a grin.

“Just because she works at the hospital…”

“Oh, let’s not bore these kids with our chatter, Mary. Come on, let’s let them have some privacy.” He suggested, putting his hand through the crook of Mary’s arm.

“Now wait a minute…”

“No arguments Mary. Let’s go.” He said, pulling her along. “Take it easy, short stuff.” Wallace gave Mallek a wink as he exited and moved back down the train, pulling a protesting Mary along with him.

Angel followed them to the door and glanced out; Mary was still complaining as they passed through the doors to the next car. She stepped back inside and closed the compartment door once more.

“…was he calling ME short stuff…?” Mallek asked, scowling. Angel shrugged, nodding.

Alerick sat back down beside Mallek, gazing at him worriedly.   “How in Merlin’s name did you get here? Please tell me you didn’t sneak onto the train. You promised Lord Father Malfoy…”

“I didn’t break my promise, not on purpose. I really don’t know how I managed to get on the train. I was standing on the dock, after the train was gone. It hurt seeing you leave, knowing you were getting farther and farther away from me. I couldn’t even hear the train anymore. It was quiet when I heard Lord Father telling me it was time to leave. I was so upset, I tried to calm down but… well, the next thing I knew is I was here, on the train, in the last passenger car.” Mallek said softly, clearly confused and more than a little shaken by his accidental teleportation not to mention the separation and reunion to Alerick in the span of an hour.

Alerick brushed the hair off his Prince’s forehead, his touch tender. “They have to understand it was an accident. We haven’t learned how to apparate; I’m sure they’ll know…”

“Lord Father Malfoy is going to be furious with me for breaking my word.” Mallek said softly, his eyes downcast. This could ruin everything; all his carefully laid plans would be dashed to pieces by his own inability to control his own pain. “I have to reach him and explain. We can send your owl…”

“No, you don’t have to. I can reach him.” Angel spoke up.   Both boys looked at her; they had forgotten she was even there. “I can reach Nonno in just a few minutes’ time. He’ll know where you are and the truth of how you got here.”

“How can you do that?” Mallek asked.

“I’ve been taking special training lessons with my Granther in the United States; that’s where I was going on weekends about three years ago. I’ve inherited a special skill from my mum and my Native American ancestors. It’s called Spirit Walking.”

“We’ve traveled so far already; can you really contact Lord Father Malfoy with that?”

“Yes. But it’s dangerous for me. The trouble with spirit walking is that when I do it, I’m completely helpless. I need someone to watch over me and keep my body safe until I can get back.”

“I’d like to see anyone get past us.” Mallek said softly, pushing himself into a sitting position.

“We will guard you with our lives. You have my word nothing will harm you.” Alerick said in a completely serious tone.

Angel smiled at him, her green eyes twinkling merrily. “Well I don’t think that I could be any safer than to be guarded by the two of you.” She said, moving to take a seat. Alerick moved and locked the door and closed the blinds, then slipped onto the bench beside Mallek, who cuddled close to him, settling in his arms.

Once they had everything secured, Angel settled back on the couch, allowing her body to relax and her eyes to close, slipping into a trance.
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