| Jarvey
Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: Oceanic Flight 815
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Chapter 21 I ran into the library, panting. I had been late to my meeting with Charlie.
I found him, curled in a corner with a very old book. Finding this odd, since Charlie never actually read, I just had to ask.
“What are you reading Charlie?”
He peered up over the book. “Tales of Beedle the Bard.”
He had the air of that it was the most obvious thing in the world and that I should know exactly what that was. The problem was I didn’t.
“What’s that?”
He stared at me as if I was crazy. “Why it’s only filled with the best fairy tales in wizard kind. Like, you know, Babbity Rabbity and the Cackling Stump, and the Wizard and his Hopping Pot.”
“Umm… Charlie,” I muttered. “I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about. And if you weren’t my friend, I’d be sending you to the insane asylum right now.”
At that moment, Charlie slapped his hand to his forehead. “I completely forgot! You were raised by… Flobbits, right?”
I shook my head. “Hobbits,” I corrected him with impatience throughout my speech. He could never remember the name.
“Right,” he said calmly. “Anyway, there are all these fairy tales and stories that my mum used to read to me when I was little.”
Interested, I peered over to the page he was on. It was a picture. The picture showed three women and a knight it seemed coming closer to a large fountain. Charlie went to turn the page but I automatically stopped him. “Wait,” I said holding out my hand.
I couldn’t understand it, but the picture seemed to mesmerize me. Something seemed so familiar. “What is that?” I finally asked him.
He turned to me, as if I had seven heads. “Umm… the Fountain of Fair Fortune. It…”
But before he could finish, I was gone. I was running. Running towards my trunk, full of clothes and books. I knew it. I didn’t know that I knew it, but I knew it. (I hope that makes sense).
How could I be so stupid? Of course! How come I didn’t remember this before? As I was in the middle of these thoughts, I bumped into a first year. I looked up, to realize that it was Tonks. She stared at me, bewildered. “Bandy, are you okay?”
My eyes locked with hers. I had to tell her. “Library; Tonks, head over to the library and find Charlie. I’ll meet you there in a sec.”
“Bandy, what’s going on?”
But I didn’t answer. Instead, while running up a staircase, I cried out, “And grab Jen while you’re at it!”
I rummaged through my trunk as soon as I got to my dorm. Tong-mu had been in there, but shocked by my great and unusual speed and tension, he left fairly quickly. I searched through the many books I “borrowed” from the hall of records. I mean, it’s kind of like a library right?
Finally, my hands found it. Without even giving a second thought, I ran straight back to the library.
There they all were; waiting. And there I was, standing in front of them, panting like I had just run a marathon. Each was looking at me as if I was dying from having seven heads. Basically, they were looking at me with pity and somewhat fear.
In between uneven breaths, I said, “I know.”
I flipped through the pages of Middle Earth and Its Future with such fury, that Tonks stepped back slightly, but then came back fairly quickly to see what I had just remembered. Charlie and Jen were both staring at the pages flying past us.
I continued to turn the pages, until I discovered the correct page, and landed my finger upon a picture with a poem underneath. It was of a tall majestic fountain, with elves jumping into it.
My friends’ eyes gazed with wonder, but quickly began reading the prophecy underneath.
“A Fountain shall stand,
Sending ones to the land of the Fair.
Through it, a descendant of heroes will travel
And return the lost treasure.”
They stared at the page transfixed. Finally, Charlie said, “That doesn’t even rhyme!”
“It’s not important if it doesn’t rhyme!” I cried out frustrated. “It’s an ancient prophecy from Middle Earth!” I realized I was being too loud, so I lowered my voice. “Don’t you see? Lalanos must’ve used the fountain to steal away with the Ring from the Undying Lands, but now he has to go back to try and find it as so he can put it back in its rightful place as if nothing happened. Now, one person has to find the Ring, and give it back to Galadriel and tell her the truth.”
They were silent for the longest time. “Well, who has to go?” asked Tonks quietly as quietly as she could. Even that small sound seemed to be unnatural in the tension.
I stared at the page. A descendant of heroes. A hero is someone who is in the old tales and did adventurous things. Someone like Samwise Gamgee, my great-great-great-great-so-many-greats grandfather.
“I don’t know,” I muttered back. I mean, I was praying it wasn’t me. I don’t think I could do anything of that sort. I was no hero.
I peered at each of them. Charlie looked surprised, Tonks scared, and what expression was on Jen’s face? It looked like somewhat a combination of guilt and terror. “Jen?” I questioned with concern.
She shook her head. “Nothing; it’s just, where is this fountain, and how does it work?”
I sighed. That was a question wasn’t it? “Well, we’ll just have to figure it out.”
We all looked at each other, and we all knew this wouldn’t be easy.  |