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Post by CC009Wolf on Apr 18, 2006 22:19:19 GMT -5
Ok, to go through what I just typed (even though it was a few days before), I typed it out again, just as I promised, on my computer, NOT my laptop; but do you know what the stupid computer did? IT DID DELETED IT ALL!! Dude, what's the deal? All the electrical equipment must be against Harry Potter. That's really sucks. Oh well. Please, everyone be patient. It will be up soon, because I want everyone to know what happens, and what will happen, eventually.
keep writing
CC009Wolf
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Post by alanna on Apr 18, 2006 22:19:27 GMT -5
LOL i'm waiting for the next chap LUV AL
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Post by CC009Wolf on Apr 24, 2006 21:16:58 GMT -5
Al, it is not FUNNY!! just thought I get that off my chest... keep writing CC009Wolf
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Post by CC009Wolf on Apr 27, 2006 6:00:44 GMT -5
Elemento: Fuoco Ed Acqua
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, even though I wish I do... Rating: Umm... Make it... PG Warnings: None Pairings: None Genre: General, some could consider it angst though... It's up to you.
Alas, it's FINALLY here!
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It was common knowledge that there were five elements: fire, water, earth, air and spirit. But it wasn’t as commonly known that water was the only one without a weakness. It was, however, good against fire. Fire was good against earth, earth was good against air and air was good against spirit.
Many people disagreed with such things, but just because people said things didn’t make them true. Mother Nature and Father Time listens to no one!
There was also an Ancient Legend concerning the five elements. There had only been one person, a wizard, who had known the true content of the legend; presently, he is dead.
But there have been muggles, witches and wizards who had started to decipher the legend’s secrets: while none had found as much as the dead, they had found some interesting facts.
It was concluded that there were six animals and five people. One person belonged to each of the elements. One animal belonged to each of the people, being bound. Except for one, which was bonded to another. Simply, this meant that two animals belonged to one person.
It was also decided upon that there were four men and one woman within the legend.
No one had figured out why the legend exists, what effects it will have or who it will involve. But somehow, whether they could tell you or not, people – certain people, feel as though the legend could have devastating effects.
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Unknown to all this information, Harry Potter once again questioned his reasons… And his sanity. After staring, dumbfounded, at Malfoy a bit more, he agreed.
He had weighed up his options; going with Malfoy would get him away from he Dursleys and he would always have his wand. Staying was out of the question; he’d had it with them! Then again, Malfoy could always be leading him into a trap (as is the Malfoy way), but he seemed genuine. Harry didn’t know; his head had been four corners.
As soon as he had said that he was going; Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon caused an uproar. Dudley had been staying at his friend’s house, but Harry could just imagine his gleeful fat face at Harry being yelled at.
Harry had stood his ground and yelled back at his Uncle’s corpulent purple face. Draco had stood by, waiting quietly, his face impassive. Until, of course, Harry’s barely controlled temper snapped and his raised wand erupted in sparks.
Malfoy jumped forward and snatched the wand away. Harry whirled on him, his emerald green eyes glinting dangerously. Malfoy almost smiled and said, quite calmly, ‘That he could have his wand back once he’d taken a chill pill and packed his trunk’.
Harry glared a moment, before turning and storming to his room. Ten minutes had past, then Harry came back, looking some – what calmer. Draco handed back his wand and told him to leave Hedwig’s cage.
Harry had shrugged and they both left, ignoring Vernon’s complaints.
Now, they were walking down the road of Privet Drive. Harry was aware Draco wanted him to say something. But just to spite the Slytherin, he stayed silent.
But finally, Harry’s curiosity got the better of him as they walking into a dark alleyway.
“Where are you taking me?” he asked.
“Malfoy Manor.” Malfoy replied calmly, but Harry felt sure that he was bracing himself for the eruption just waiting to be released.
“What! Why?” Draco sighed.
“I’ll tell you when we get there.”
“No!” Harry shouted. “I want you to tell me now! I have no reason to trust you, you could be leading me into a trap!”
“Sh!” Draco shushed him. “I know you have no reason to trust me, but we need your help.”
That took Harry aback. That was something he had not expected. Draco’s grey eyes were pleading with him and he didn’t know why he couldn’t look away.
“Why?” he asked curiously.
“I can’t tell you here. Just, please, come with me.”
Harry’s eyes widened fractionally; he’d never thought he’d hear a Malfoy beg and plead with him of all people.
He found his head moving of its accord and nodding. Malfoy looked relieved. He stepped forward and Harry became alert again, but all Malfoy did was grip Harry’s arm as they apparated.
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Harry landed heavily and unceremoniously on the ground. When he rose slowly from the hard ground, feeling slightly sore, he saw Malfoy watching him. The blonde then seemed to realise he was staring and hastily looked away.
Harry realised they had apparated into a clearing in, what appeared to be, a forest. The trees were tall, thick and very wide.
“Malfoy,” Draco turned to look at Harry. “What are you looking at? I can’t see three spaces into the trees.”
“That’s because you’re not a Malfoy,” he replied calmly. “The trees aren’t actually as thick as they appear to be and I can see the Manor from here.”
“So why are you looking at it, rather than lead me there?” Harry asked.
“To see if any Death Eaters are there.”
“Death Eaters…?”
“Yes, them or the Dark Lord.” Draco braced himself; he wasn’t disappointed.
“What?!” Harry yelled. “I knew this was a trap! How could I be so stupid?! Voldemort: here. Of course, how could I of thought any different? I –“
“Shut up,” hissed Draco.
“What?” Harry snapped. But Draco jumped over to him and gripped his hand before rushing into the forest. Harry pulled back before they could hit the think tree in front of them, but Malfoy shot a glance at him over his shoulder and dragged him –
“Straight through it?” Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.
“It’s an illusion. Just let me lead you.” Harry nodded and Draco rushed on.
They continued to run until their breath was coming in gasps and had stitches in their sides. A few times, leaves and branches had whipped into their faces and blood and sweat was mingling together; stinging their cuts and eyes.
Finally, the Slytherin stopped and Harry almost walked into him.
“What – are – we – running – from?” Harry said between huge gasps.
Draco didn’t answer at first; he was too busy getting his breath back. When he had gotten it back, he looked at Harry for a moment before looking back in the direction of the Manor. When Harry thought he wasn’t going to answer; he did.
“We’re running from – from the Manor Guards.” He said simply. Harry didn’t miss his hesitation, and it made him suspicious.
“And what are the Manor Guards?”
Draco turned back to him and shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t reply. Harry had a sinking feeling.
“Draco,” Draco’s eyebrows rose in the typical Malfoy way of asking ‘what the hell?’ “What are they?” Harry asked calmly.
“They’re – They’re different creatures.” He said. Again, Harry saw through his hesitation.
“What kind of creatures? I promise I wont get angry at you.”
Draco nodded and said slowly, “They range from many creatures, and change on different days.”
“Go on.”
“I believe today and tonight, it’s chimeras, basilisks and black unicorns on land, sea serpents and merpeople in the water, and in the air; it’s thestrals and cockatrices.” Draco shivered. Harry frowned, out of all of them, he feared the basilisks the most, but three things bothered him.
“Ok, three things,” said Harry, Draco looked up at him. “What are black unicorns?”
“They’re exactly the opposite of normal unicorns. Do you remember the unicorn in our first year?” Harry snorted, he’d never forget that incident, but he nodded anyway. “Well, if you remember how white it was, black unicorns are just as black, and are rather… unpleasant.”
“Ok. Now, why did you shiver when you said cockatrice?”
Now Malfoy looked uncomfortable. And, surprisingly, Harry didn’t find himself enjoying it, he was actually concerned! That confused him. Finally, Draco spoke.
“I… had a b – bad experience when I was younger.” He finished, still looking awkward.
Harry was silent for a moment, then nodded, “I’ll find out what happened one day.” Draco didn’t doubt that; even if to just gloat at him. “And,” said Harry. “How are you controlling the basilisk? I mean, you know as well as I do that only a parseltongue can control them.”
Draco blinked at him, “I would’ve thought you’d figure that out. Only you and the Dark Lord are parselmouths.”
“Yes, I know that. But I assumed that all the creatures were protecting your Manor before Voldemort.”
Draco flinched at the name, “Well, everything except the basilisk.” Harry nodded.
“And your father allows it?”
“Well, except the fact that the Dark Lord is our Lord, it’s good protection. The basilisks are commanded not to attack any Malfoy.”
“Great,” growled Harry. “You’re safe and I’m snake food.”
“But – but, can’t you tell it not to attack you?” asked Draco nervously.
“I doubt it. I couldn’t in my second year and the basilisk’ll most likely only obey Voldemort, rather than any parselmouth.” Harry scowled.
“Sorry, I didn’t know.”
Harry whirled and stared at the blonde. “Did you just apologise to me?” he demanded. Draco looked at him for a moment before looking away.
“Well… I need you to help me. I can’t afford for you to die.”
Harry narrowed his eyes, but didn’t comment. He was about to step back when a sharp hissing erupted from the trees behind him.
Harry and Draco both froze and the Malfoy stared harder into the trees. Harry’s eyes widened when he saw that. He hurriedly moved until he was behind the blonde, then dragged Draco to face him.
“Don’t look at it.” He growled, always aware of the ferocious hissing just beyond the other side of the clearing.
“Basilisk…?” whispered Draco. Harry nodded and closed his eyes to think. There was almost no way he and Draco could fight a basilisk; especially if it was an adult.
Harry was just about to sink into despair when the basilisk’s hissing changed from the aggressive warning noises to form actual words in the snake language.”
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If anyone finds any mistakes, tell me what it is and where it is (namely what happens near it), and I will change it A.S.A.P.
Keep writing
CC009Wolf
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Post by alanna on Apr 27, 2006 22:25:39 GMT -5
LOL KISS HIM YOU FOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love it please could the snake eat harry and leave Draco for me!!!! LUV AL
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Post by CC009Wolf on Apr 27, 2006 22:26:50 GMT -5
NEVER!!!!
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Post by alanna on Apr 27, 2006 22:27:14 GMT -5
PLEASE!!!!
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