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Frozen Love	By : Emeline Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I hate it when authors do what I�ve been doing. Ugh,
I can�t believe it�s been that long! Well, not too many people have been in
suspense, I guess.

Shannon: thank you! Yeah, I hate reading
cliffhangers�but I sure love writing them. Ah, I am so evil.

Queen mAlice: thank you for
reviewing. I feel guilty now.

Moi: I�ve really kept you in
suspense now. Thank you for reviewing; please don�t hate me!

Sweetteetwo: alas! This is not soon
at all. Dance of shame� Thanks for reviewing.

Anon: better late than never? I
hope so. Thank you for reviewing my little story.

Sometimes

The most beautiful things

The most innocent things

And many of those dreams

Pass us by

Keep passing us by

Alyssa had a feeling that more
spells were to come, but she had no time to waste. So she slid out from under
Abby, her mind racing. She quickly made sure that Abby was okay, and, after she
was satisfied that Abby was fine, then got out Lysistrata�s dagger. A cold
feeling went through her body as she gripped the dagger. She did not want to
harm anyone, but it seemed that she wasn�t really going to have much of a
choice.

Suddenly, the blade flashed golden,
and Alyssa found herself in pure agony. The intensity of the pain was like
nothing she had ever felt. It held her prisoner and took away all her awareness
of anything besides the pain. She automatically dropped the dagger.

And the pain stopped. There was no
residual ache, and for that she was very grateful. Obviously, Lysistrata did
take certain precautions, though not many.

All right, now what was she going
to do? She couldn�t carry Abby by herself, and she was not going to leave her.
If she let the other members of the Eximo get to Abby� Alyssa stopped that
thought before it could be completed.

It was a fight-or-flight situation,
and it seemed that she could do neither.

So she would hide. The only cover
she could see was a wilting bush. It wasn�t very good, but it was the only
thing she had. She grabbed the dagger�very swiftly�and placed it back in her
pocket.

With speed that surprised her,
Alyssa then dragged Abby over to the bush. She crouched down and watched the
building. No one came out. A panic arose in Alyssa. Had she been so distracted
that she had not noticed anyone coming out? It had been long enough, after all.
Oh, God� Now was not a time for panic. Alyssa eased the dagger out of her
pocket, making sure to not fully grip the handle. Carefully, she checked the
reflective surface to see if there was anyone behind her.

There was�Adrastos and a woman. But
no one else.

A subtle feeling began to envelop
her. What was that? She felt herself slowing down. She was very tired, so very
tired. Wait� this was a spell� Yes, this was definitely a spell. She shook her
head, trying to shake it off. Yet the spell continued.

�We�ve got both of them!� a voice
cried behind her.

No. I did not come this far to
fail. Using a strength she did not know she had, Alyssa broke through that
spell. She did not move, though. She kept quite still. There was no need to
alert them of this development.

�Leander will take care of Ioanna,�
Alyssa heard Adrastos say. �We shall return the Anima to Lysistrata.�

Alyssa felt as their combined spell
began to lift her up into the air. At just the right moment, she swung around
and delivered a kick to Adrastos�s head. This broke his concentration. But
before the spell broke, Alyssa launched herself at the woman. She did not know
if the woman stayed upright or not. She was now too caught up in her rush of
adrenaline. She was only aware of the fact that she was kicking and hitting and
fighting with all her might.

All her might, though, was not a
match for the collective power of the Eximo. More members had arrived, and they
were all throwing spells at her. She tried to fight them off, but she couldn�t.
They overtook her, stealing her ability to move. She fell away from the woman.

This was not over. Alyssa was going
to escape, and no magic was going to get in her way. This knowledge kept her
from despairing as she was brought back into the building and was placed back
on the familiar altar.

�Quite the display, Spirit,�
Lysistrata murmured as she set up Alyssa�s restraints. She lightly touched her
head and winced, then smiled.

�I will escape,� Alyssa said. Her
voice was neither angry nor resentful. It was rather peaceful. She understood
that it was only a matter of time before she escaped.

�You will be freed.�

Alyssa half expected the Eximo to
start to chant, but they did not. They remained silent as they stared at her.

�What did you do with Abby?� Alyssa
demanded. �Where is she?�

Lysistrata ignored her question and
waved her hand. Alyssa felt her clothes change. She didn�t want to look down,
but she did. She was now wearing a thin red dress.

�Here is the Anima, the one who
will save the Eximo,� Lysistrata announced. She was holding a box. Seven stones
were revealed when she opened that box. Alyssa�s mind summoned all kinds of
visions about the purpose of those stones.

But Lysistrata only placed them
along Alyssa�s body. The stones were warm, and they grew hot as they lay there.

Too hot. They were too hot; they
were burning her. The heat spread through her body like a jolt of electricity,
like a raging fire. Alyssa tried to throw them off, but she could not move.
�Stop,� she said desperately. Too hot� too hot�

Then the burning stopped, and an almost
pleasant sensation replaced the heat. Alyssa felt light. Her thoughts went
away, and she began to embrace the feeling.

No, a voice in her said.

She stepped back from the sensation
and contemplated her choices. The feeling pulled at her warmly. What was the
harm? What could happen?

�Don�t fight, Spirit.�

It would please Lysistrata, though.
She couldn�t. Why was that a bad thing? Alyssa thought, and could not come up
with a reason. There was no harm in letting go.

So she let go and allowed the
sensation to take her over. It filled her completely, and she was happy to let
it. The stones rolled off her; her restraints opened and she sat up.

�Sophronia?�

Alyssa glanced at Lysistrata, and
then slid off the altar. The edge of her dress trailed along the ground as she
walked calmly towards the door. Spells hit her and bounced off. However, when
she touched the door, a shock went through her and she pulled back.

�You cannot leave, Anima,�
Lysistrata said. �Come with me.�

Alyssa couldn�t resist this
command. She followed Lysistrata silently, knowing that even though she was
free of physical bondage, she couldn�t fight Lysistrata. She was bound by her
will.

* * * *

�Are you sure that the transcripts
will tell us everything?� Hermione asked Ron as they passed through a
surprising amount of security.

�No,� Ron replied. �All I was
allowed to remember was that I worked on the case.�

Hermione felt that this much
protection could only mean that the transcripts held a lot of information that
would useful to them. She thought of Alyssa and all the things that could be
happening to her, and panic squeezed at her heart. Her anxiety lessened a
little once they had entered room where the confidential records were stored.

Ron got out the transcripts and
handed them to Harry. He took in the information quickly. �So Mordecai was the
link,� he murmured. �The Eximo is heavily protected by wandless magic� located
in Greece, but the Eximo moves every few years� they follow leads regarding the
Anima� prefer churches and other holy structures.�

�Adrastos�s vision led them to
England,� Draco said. �I think I know where they are.�

* * * *

Alyssa obediently went into the
cell in the basement.

�Good girl,� Lysistrata crooned.

Alyssa looked at her in pure hate.
How she wanted to spit in her smug face; how she desired to say something� Yet
she did nothing, and Lysistrata locked the cell door.

�There�s no way you can escape now.
You�re slave to my will, and you chose that,� Lysistrata said. She then walked
away.

With Lysistrata no longer there,
Alyssa found that she could speak. �I hate you!� she screamed after the odious
woman. �I hate you! I will escape you!� She beat her fists against the bars as
angry tears ran down her face.

Even as she spoke those words,
though, she knew that she wouldn�t escape. Lysistrata wanted her trapped.

Pain pulsed in Alyssa�s hands; she
didn�t stop beating the bars until she heard a voice.

�Oh, Alyssa, don�t do that! You�ll
hurt yourself.�

Alyssa paused in her fit. �Abby?�
She strained to see the adjacent cell.

�Yeah,� Abby said. �They threw me
in here.�

Alyssa squinted through the
darkness. What was that on Abby�s face? Alyssa gasped when she realized that it
was blood. �Abby, what happened to you? Did Lysistrata do that?�

Abby smiled, painfully. �No. Leander
did this. But the bleeding�s stopped. I�m really okay.�

�Those horrible people. I hate
them!� Her eyes blurred with fresh tears of frustration.

�Don�t cry, Alyssa. I know you�ll
escape,� Abby said.

�But how?�

�You went through the second
ceremony,� Abby said. �You accepted it, didn�t you?�

�Yes. What does that have to do
with it, though?� Alyssa asked.

�You�ve been given wandless magic.�

That was absolutely absurd, and
Alyssa told her so.

�You have,� Abby insisted. �Because
Lysistrata was the one who gave you your power, you owe your obedience to her.�

�Wait. Lysistrata gave me her
power?�

�No.� Abby�s voice was tainted by
uneasiness, as if she knew something that she did not want to tell Alyssa.

Alyssa picked up on that and said,
�There�s something more.�

Abby was silent.

�What is it?�

�The stones,� Abby slowly said.

�What about them?�

�They were placed on your sources
of energy,� Abby went on with marked hesitance. �They channeled magic into you
that way.�

Alyssa attempted to pinpoint the
source of Abby�s discomfort. An idea came to her, and new dread settled in her.
�Whose magic was it?� She didn�t want to know the answer, but somehow she knew
that she needed to hear the truth.

�You won�t like the answer.�

�I know.�

�The founder of the Eximo,� Abby said.
�That�s Sophronia.�

Alyssa understood that Sophronia
most likely had been evil. Yet this still didn�t scare her or even upset her.
She knew nothing about Sophronia, so she did not fear her.

Abby continued, speaking words that
told Alyssa why she felt such dread: �She also founded Lysistrata�s bloodline.
See, when Sophronia was dying, she had her daughter place those stones on her
body. They are soul stones. Sophronia�s daughter knew that her mother�s soul
would be trapped. The daughter modified the stones so that they only withdrew a
part of Sophronia�s magic. Only a part of Sophronia�s soul therefore was
taken.�

Abby paused. �Lysistrata told us
that the daughter did that because she knew that it would be difficult to put
the soul into a new body in the future. Stupid, isn�t it? Sophronia�s daughter
did that because she loved her mother. She couldn�t bear to trap her mother.�

�I don�t understand,� Alyssa said,
even though she did.

�Alyssa, we�the Eximo believes that
you have the soul of Sophronia. The magic was restored when they put the stones
on you. They think that your soul has been completed.�

�I�m not Sophronia,� Alyssa said. A
strange laughter snuck out of her mouth. �What am I saying? I don�t even know
who I am. Maybe I am Sophronia.�

�Alyssa, you are the same person
you were.� Abby�s voice was so sharp and firm that Alyssa listened. �You are
Alyssa Potter. Your father is out there, looking for you. You don�t know what
happened. You don�t know why your father never told you. But I can tell you one
thing that you know in your heart: your father loves you. That should be enough
of a foundation for you. That should be enough identity for you.�

Alyssa was unable to respond to
this speech. Yes, she did know that in her heart. She had to hold onto her identity
as Alyssa Potter. Too many other things were being taken from her.

�Try your magic on the door,� Abby
instructed.

Alyssa concentrated on the door
opening and received a shock. �It won�t let me use my magic.�

�Thought so. This cell recognizes
my magic, too,� Abby said.

�Do you think we could short it
out?� Alyssa said hopefully.

�Probably not.� Abby sighed.
Something metallic fell to the ground in her cell.

�What was that?�

�My Unity necklace,� Abby answered.
�I owe no loyalty to them anymore.�

Alyssa sat down on the hard bench.
�I really miss him,� she said quietly. �With all this, I haven�t really had a
chance to miss him. But I do.�

�I miss my parents too,� Abby said.
�I never even cared about them until you reminded me of a different life.�

Though a wall separated them, they
were connected by their grief.

�If I escape��

�When,� Abby corrected.

�Right. When I escape, what will
you do?� Alyssa questioned.

�I don�t know. I�ve never thought
about that.�

�Where could you go?�

Alyssa felt in the stale air a
retreating hope. �I�m not going anywhere,� Abby said. �Unless the Eximo
disappears, I�ll be staying here.�

�What do you mean?�

�Lysistrata is going to�to release
me tomorrow,� said Abby.

�Release you?� Alyssa repeated.

�Kill. She�s going to kill me.�

Alyssa leapt up. �You can�t just
let them do that!� she shrilly said.

�I won�t escape, Alyssa. And
besides, would the world really want me?�

�I don�t care about the world! I
care about you, Abby.�

Abby took in these words. �Even
after all the Eximo�s done to you?�

�You are not the Eximo, Abby,�
Alyssa responded. �You were used. You were manipulated.�

�I could have said no.�

�You were four years old, Abby!�
She let that sink in, and sat down again. �You deserve to live a life.�

Abby did not argue, nor did she say
anything at all. The silence was the best response she could have given.

�My father will come,� Alyssa said
in resolution. �We will escape. Together.�
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