Title: Transition and revelation.
Ed awoke with a start, head pounding in protest at his sudden movement, burn at his neck screeching in duet, and yet some deeply ingrained instinct told him to move, to fight back. He tried to swung his arms and legs, connected with nothing..in fact, they didn't seem to respond at all..He blinked. 'Everything's so..blurry.' He thought.
"So stupid!! The others..!" He said. "Are they..?"
Someone said something, but he couldn't understand it...He blinked, and slowly his vision cleared. He slowed his movements. The tone was concerned.
He looked in their direction, trying to focus on the words..the syllables were soft. The rhythem odd. Disjointed. "Ed..." he could understand that. His name was easy enough. "Ed [something some} zxesy...{something something}" Ed turned his head away, frustrated. The speaker just wasn't making sense. There were people in trouble. They could be hurt. It was his fault it happened...He knew it...
"Are they alright..?" Ed said. "Where..? Have to help..!"
"Ed...{something} English...!"
Ed blinked. English...? He blinked some more. His vision was clearing. He saw round glasses and a shock of black hair to his right below him. Lightning shaped scar on the forehead. A girl with bushy brown hair stood a bit to the side. Red haired boy was furthest away, and backing further into the corner.
'English..I'm in England.' He thought.'Why haven't I hit anything..?' He looked around again...it just didn't make any more sense when everything drifted upside down. He felt the warming energy from the interrupted array flowing throughout him, his mismatched hands tingled with the energy.
"Har-ry." He said, recognising the one with round glasses. "Iz everyvone...? Doze people..."
"Everyone's fine, Ed." Harry said with a smile. "Easy now."
Ed blinked..his hair was dark and hanging down in his face..He felt..weightless. He looked around the room. Lots of monitors hanging all over. Two bodies on the floor far below him. One of them, by Hermione's feet, looked familiar. Black hair, black tshirt, black pants. Thick glasses. His mind provided the name..:Jon. The other body...He blinked. Who was that again..?
"He's really out of it." Hermione said." You just did 'enervate' right?"
"Yep. Right after the entanglement." Tonks voice. Ed blinked. That was behind him. He looked over his shoulder, and glimpsed two people with wands in their hands, one of which was pointed at him.
'That's why..' Ed thought, realising he was feeling the hum of an active array deep in his chest. He knew the man. He took a deep, angry breath.
"Remus." Ed said between clenched teeth.
"Edward. How you feeling..?"
Ed scowled at the sickly looking man. Ed arched his back, trying break free from what had him entangled. It felt like ropes on his flesh hand..but they weren't..the structure was..just wrong.
'That array was for air...maybe I can still use it...' Ed thought.
He let the circuit of energy flow. Blue bolts arched down his arms to his hands. He gritted his teeth as he again drifted upside down; His stomach protested, just a little. 'Can't feel...Hands..? Tied against me or together..?' Ed thought.
"Calm down...Ed..stop..whatever you're doing.." Remus said in a calm tone.
"Ed..no.." Hermione said. "Stop it.."
"Told you he'd have kittens..." Ron whined far in the corner.
"You're only making this worse...calm down." Remus said in the same..infuriating..calm tone.
Ed's black-dyed hair was again in his face, and it was then that the air array began to take effect...a small wind rose and blew it to the side. The air circulating about him. 'Hands at my sides then..' Ed thought as he arched his back again, and wriggled violently. 'Need heat..burn through bonds..'
"Harry..stay back." Remus said.
Ed felt a hand on his shoulder, and he tried to jerk his shoulder away.
"Ed..easy. You're with fri.."
"Fukk off. Friends don't do DIS." Ed spat. He nudged the wind and it picked up its pace. He could see that he was, in fact..making a rather impressive dust devil about himself rather than the blast he had originally intended the array for. An interior dustdevil. 'Dammit..it's not going to..can't focus it this way..'
"Right...you're right. Listen to me. You didn't give us much of a choice...your arm..you did something to it." Harry said. "If you just change it back.. well.. I'm sure Professor Lupin will be happy to put you down and untie you."
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