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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on Jun 22, 2005 19:59:46 GMT -5
i just noticed something...both our stories have bleeding scars in it. lol lol
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 23, 2005 7:50:46 GMT -5
srry KC haven't read your story. I just went on there to right La la la la la because I was having a good day once before the evil security which told me to delete them. What's your story about?
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 23, 2005 8:18:04 GMT -5
Chapter 8: The Healing Lupin strode across the room and VERY gently pulled Harry's head away from his knees by his hair. Harry closed his eyes, wincing against the pain. Lupin muttered something Harry couldn't understand. Then he placed his wand tip to Harry's forhead and muttered an incantation. The flow of blood slowed to a small drip, drip, drip. Harry colapsed onto the floor again. Harry felt Lupin bend down next to him. "Harry, I know you're exhausted and in pain. That's why we need to get you to bed." harry couldn't move. Every bone and organ ached with every movement. Lupin bent over and picked him up. Harry crumpled, holding onto concousness by a thread. He felt limp and heavy headed. Lupin addressed the crowd in the door way. "Harry is tired. He needs to rest. Everything will be ok." THey despersed, whispereing among themselves. Lupin carried Harry to his bedroom. Harry was asleep in seconds, uncouncous falling into the black abiss of sleep. Not for long. He had a dream. The cloaked figure was there again but they were not alone. There was a boy covered in blood with him and there was a large gap where his heart should be, just a big black hole. The cloaked figure was holing his heart in a clawed hand. They were in the forest of pillars again, and they were searching for something. Then the figure was running and the boy sprinting to keep up. Sprinting past the pillars so fast they blurred on either side. They burst into a clearing where Voldemort was torturing Harry's parents, killing them. But there was another figure with them now, falling too as VOldemort uttered the words over and over, "Avada Kadavra!" It was Sirious. He was falling, crumbling into the pile with Harry's parents. "NO!!!" Harry screamed. Voldemort turned to him, cackling a cold, high, merceless laugh. He raised his wand. "Avada Kadavra!" Harry awoke screaming, sitting up so the dish towel full of cool oitment that had been pressed to his forehead flew across the room and hit the side of Headwigs cage. She squaked and fluttered her wings. A shiver of cold wet sweat ran down Harry's spine in slow, large drops before he began to pass out again. He fell into a deep sleep, where no one, not even Voldemort and his mind games could bother him. He was told he cryed out, things like, "NO!" and "YOu can't take me!!! You won't take me!!!" and "You can't take them!!!" and nonsense words. Proffesor Lupin said it was part of the healing.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on Jun 23, 2005 10:37:34 GMT -5
omg gosh all this pain...voldy is evil...CHECK OUT MY FIC!!!! lol please do... ;D
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Post by Jess on Jun 23, 2005 10:49:56 GMT -5
OKey dokey. It's punklil though, on Jesses thingy.
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Jeanette
Second Year
You can't spell Hermione without Ron
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Post by Jeanette on Jun 23, 2005 14:03:34 GMT -5
YES! ( all I have to say) ;D
WRITE MORE!
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 9:27:18 GMT -5
Chapter 9: The telling When Harry awoke the house was silent and still. Sirious sat against his bed, his eyelids closed fluttering. He muttered something incooherent. harry crept downstairs. The few peopl who were in the kitchen were whispering, looking over their shoulder's as if they were constantly being watched. Harry ate his cereal concentrationg on the flakes more than what was in his head. Soon, everyone except the regulars (the wasely's, Herminonie, Tonks and Flora) departed and Mrs. Weasely was shooing the others upstairs. "Reamus will meet you in the parlor, dear." Mrs. Weasely said in his ear. Once they were all upstairs, the house seemed absolutely noisless, almost dead. Harry entered the parlor and found Lupin with his back to the door, looking at the blacks family tree. 'There is so much you can learn from one's family ." He turned around, "and so little. Sit down." Harry did as he was asked, Luping sat across from him. "I have to tell you about the searching now. I wish I didn't have to under the recent cercumstances I don't really have a choice." He paused. "I suppose it's appropriate to start with Flora's gift." "Mind Reading?" Harry asked hopfully. "Oh but so much more." Lupin said in a whisper leaning in. "She was born with the gift of talking to people through her mind but she can only talk to people who have seen people die, it makes a connection in their heads." "That's why she can't talk to Hermionie and Ron because-" "Because they haven't yet seen someone die." Lupin took a deap breath. "Her Father was one of the best Aurors of her time. He was good friends with your mother." Harry felt his heart pang. "His wife was a diffrent story. She was an Auror but also a deatheater. She always suspected he didn't know that she was but he alaways did. When Flora was 6, her mother, who had just found out he knew she was a deatheater and her father who was about to turn in his wife were caught and taken to voldemort. I know people told you he "died" or disapeared powerless but thats a one sided story in my opinion. Flora and her parents were taken to him by another deatheater. She watched Voldemort torture because she was unloyal, which wasn't completely true but Voldemort dowsn't tend to ask questions OR give second chances. He then tortured her father with the crusiartis curse to the brink of death and then killed him, wanting imformation about you Harry. He turned to Flora, to kill her. Flora could talk to him as well but there were so many signals in his head she couldn't really comprehend-he stole so many inoccent peoples lives. That was when she got her power to do magic without a wand. She did a sort of reducto spell which pushed the spell away so she could run away. It was repelled at voldemort, as was the spell that would've killed you. Tonk's mother found her and brought her to us."
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 9:38:59 GMT -5
Chapter 10: The Searching He sighed looking somewhere far off. "Now about the searching. I know Flora told you they were searching for you but it'smuch more complicated than that."seeing the look on Harry's face he laughed. "Almost everyone in the order of the pheonix can commmunicate with her. I heard -and I'm sure I'm not the only one who did- her divoldge the little she did to you." He took a nother deep breath as if the others didn't take. "Voldemort wants power. He wants to reign over everyone. He gets this power by scaring people, harry. He has invented these things. They call them Spirit Searchers. They are not fully human and have the amazing ability to make people relive their worst nightmares." "Sp that, that thing in my room was a...Spirit Searcher?" Harry asked confused. "No. That was one of his deatheaters I suppose. Th spell of which was placed apon you was on of the nameless, generally qualified as the Unforgettable curses. They are not things you can find in books, only powerful POWERFUL wizards can perform them. The Figure you saw in your dream was a Spirit Searcher. Remeber taking oclumacy? Well, Spirit Searchers can penetrate your thought and dreams with out cursing you first, as Voldemort had to." "BUt why are they after me?" Harry asked, "Besides the obvious?" He added because the first part made him look horribley stupid. 'They are searching..I'm not sure if I sould tell you this Harry." Lupin eyed him with worry. "Lupin Please!" Harry was desperate. "Alright. They are searching for the deepest, most important things in your heart so they destroy them. That leaves the path to weakening you and controlling you open. Once Voldemort's controlling you I suppose we'll all be dead within a fort night." "But how," Harry picked his words carefully, "How can they see those things?" "Remeber when your scar bled and the blood turned green?" He didn't wait for Harry to answer, "THey broke through our protective barrier and intruded your mind-not like FLora can!!!and was sort of recutting your scar, having you relive the curse that killed Voldemort. The blood turned green because of the spell that put that scar there and the person casting the spell. OUr half of the Searching it trying to find Voldemort and stop him." lupin stopped talking, Letting it all seep in to Harry. Lupin moved forwards and put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "Remember This: In the darkest of times, friends may become your worst enemies."
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Post by Jess on Jun 25, 2005 11:03:37 GMT -5
Holy freakin crap, Lil. That was freaky. Freaky freaky freaky. Amazing, but freaky.
PMNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!
-JJ
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 12:48:15 GMT -5
why thank u.
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 12:48:41 GMT -5
I'm going out for a couple hours Jess. Call me when I get home k?
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on Jun 25, 2005 14:07:14 GMT -5
really really good! really good. I don't like the part about friends becoming enemys - does that mean that Hermione and Ron will turn on him? please please no!
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 16:15:02 GMT -5
Not nessecerily KC. (Damn that ryhmed)
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on Jun 25, 2005 17:17:04 GMT -5
oh good. then what friends?
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Post by punklil007 on Jun 25, 2005 18:10:37 GMT -5
I didn't say DEFINTELY...
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