Hi, only my second H.P fanfic. Please review, because I need to know how I'm doing.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing Harry Potter…I wish I did though….:sigh:
CHAPTER ONE: The Beginning...
You all know what a thunderstorm is right? Well, what makes the lighting? Electromagnetic pulses? WRONG! Electrons making friction? Well, that's what scientists say. But what really makes the lighting are charge demons.
They are tall, gray-skinned, folk whose eyes glow with yellow-orange with power, and whose hair is a shock of yellow streaked with either orange or red. The women are slightly smaller, but more powerful. They live in the sky, in houses made of clouds and rain. They are the ones who shape clouds into different formations and cause them to change color. Whenever it storms, they are the ones who make lighting, and thunder. They have a king, who sometimes travels to earth to see what he would see. You can tell it's him by the large medallion of gold and silver shaped like a lighting bolt. One day, in 1986, this demon fell in love with an earthling. No just any earthling, but a witch.
This witch was Irish born and bred. She had startling green eyes and peppery red hair. She loved to laugh and sing. She held tight to many dreams, but the largest of all her dreams was one of family. She wanted to have a family. Her name was Opal. When the demon king, named Static first saw her, she was on stage in a sequined outfit of black and blue. She was singing a song of dreams and stars. He had been spell-bound. Later, he met her off-stage and for the first time, he was just as shy as his younger brother, Electron. She had been enchanted with him and asked him out on a date. Little by little, they grew closer and closer. Two years later, he could deny it no longer.
On a date one Tuesday eve, he told her. He told her that he was a demon prince. At first, she had laughed. But then, she saw his eyes. His eyes did not lie. They begged her to see the truth. She told him she didn't care. Her love was stronger than the lighting that flowed through his veins. When he heard this he was over-joyed. He asked her that night to marry him. She accepted with a smile and a laugh. 3 months later they were married. He proved to be a loving husband, helping with the chores and protecting her.
In 1989, on Friday, October 13th, Opal gave birth to a little girl. Even as a new-born, the child was undoubtedly more than half-demon. Her eyes, normally blue, at times glowed with power and her hair was a shock of yellow with red streaks. Little by little, this power became stronger, and stronger. Soon it was so strong that it upset the balance of the cosmos. The king stayed on Earth, to protect his 1-year-old and his beloved wife. Then, one night in 1990, they came for him.
His brother had taken over the throne and sent guards to capture his brother. They arrived in the middle of the night. They bust in the door and tried to take him and kill his wife and child. He put up a fight while Opal took the child and ran. As punishment, his brother stripped him of his title, lands, wealth, and sight. He forbade him to ever travel to our world. Static now sits on lonely clouds, and sings to himself a song, mostly a tune, but sometimes a word or two escapes his lips and one feels so sorry for him. But, his wife, unknowing what had happened, fled to Upper Ireland and made a home there. For years, she waited for him, but he never came. She continually told her daughter about her father, who was once a mighty king. After seven years, she gave up hope. She took to raising the little girl by herself. She swore that she would never love again...
15 years later...
Lizzy grew to be a tall girl, with long fingers and short hair. She enjoyed sports and was a dare-devil. Almost every time there was a storm, she would stare out at it, enthralled by the power of the lightning and the loudness of the thunder. Her fave food were lamb, pork, potatoes and her home-grown greens. She enjoyed playing in the rain and wasn't afraid of the storms. The thing she was afraid of were werewolves and snakes. When there is a particularly strong storm, her hair crackles and stands up straight, in a giant poof of static. Whenever she is angry or frightened, her eyes glow a yellow-white. She loves cats and the sea side. She goes to the Yokey-Sheep school, two miles from her house. There, she studies magic and weather.
Now, in 2005, her powers have reached the ears of Lord Voldemort, and his Death Eaters. He forgets his main target for once, the famous Harry Potter, and goes after this source of power, intending to make it his own...
Well? I would really like to know what you all think. Flames are accepted, if you can't think of anything else...
