For Thine Is The Power

Chapter 3 For Thine Is The Power
“Yes, you would,” Hermione informed him. “Ginny snores.”
Ron looked like he couldn’t decide whether to be wistful or angry. Harry wasn’t sure
if the wistful part was directed at the bed, the team, or the idea of sleeping with Hermione,
but he figured the angry part was at the idea of him sleeping with Ginny. “No, thanks,
Harry,” he responded finally. “I kind of like having Charlie around—I want to enjoy it while
he’s here.”
“Harry,” Remus tried to get his attention, “I need to show you a few things before
we give you your potions and let you nap.” Caught by the word ‘nap’, Harry turned to face
the man fully.
Lupin pointed to an area of the nightstand. “See these here?” Harry peered at what
appeared to be glass domes, lit slightly from within. “These are for communicating with us,
or summoning us. The green one is for downstairs. If you press it once you’ll be able to talk
to the person on kitchen duty—usually Molly during the day.” He pressed it once, and after
a few seconds it lit up.
“Yes, Harry dear?” Mrs Weasley’s voice came through quite clearly.
“Just demonstrating to Harry,” Remus answered her. “Sorry to bother you.” He
touched it again and it went dark. “If you touch it twice quickly in succession, someone
will come up here instead of answering. Touch it three times quickly, and it’ll sound a soft
alarm downstairs—useful for if we’re having a meeting and all shouting at each other or
something.” He smiled at Harry. “Not that we would ever do such a thing, of course.”
“Of course,” Harry agreed. Hermione snickered behind him.
“The yellow is for me—I’m right next door, and I’ve volunteered to help with things
like making sure you get your potions and helping you to the loo at night.” Harry blushed
brilliantly red. “I normally sleep fairly lightly, but it has the same alarm system, in case I
don’t wake or if you need me immediately.” He touched the yellow glass half-orb three times
in rapid succession and they could hear an alarm faintly through the walls. After letting it
sound for a few seconds, he touched it again and it went silent. “There’s two more we’ve
added instead to the headboard above you.”
Harry repositioned himself on the bed so he could look comfortably at the headboard.
Sure enough, in the near corner where the headboard met the bedposts was a wedge of lighter
wood with two indentations in it. At the back of each was a softly-glowing glass plate, much
like the domes only flat. These, however, were blue and red.
“These are for emergencies,” Remus explained, “and we didn’t want you setting them
off by accident, but we also wanted them easily accessible from the bed.” Indeed, they
would be just inside arm’s reach for Harry if he were lying down. “The red is for general
emergencies. Touch it, and someone will answer immediately. Touch it twice, and someone
with medical training will be up here as fast as we can run.” Harry could not imagine
using it, but it was good to know it was there. “The blue is for visions. We want to know
immediately every time you have one, and what was said and done in it.”
“But—what if they’re fake?” Harry protested. “I don’t want to wake someone up or
whatever if it’s just Voldemort playing games with me again.”
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