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on Fan Fiction.net... note FAN FICTION! (lol) Oh yeah, and my French is
really bad so if you can help me by giving me some proper French dialect
rather than the stuff on www.freetranslations.com then that'd be great!
Chapter One – Shade's Dream
Shade sat on the stone bench with her two best friends, Anne-Marie and Chloe. It was their fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the year they started their NEWT studies.
Shade had long black hair, dark brown eyes and pearly white skin. She was very tall and skinny, possibly too skinny, and unpopular amongst her year. She was usually picked on between the prettier girls who had their heads up in the clouds. Who could have known that even in the wizarding world there was so much discrimination?
Her friend Anne-Marie was very short. She was the perfect shape for her size, petite and cute. She had short hair that curled in around her shoulders and full rosy lips. She was scared of Shade as much as she loved her. They met in the second year after Anne-Marie transferred from Beauxbatons' Academy. Anne-Marie was a fluent French speaker and found it more difficult saying English words, which plus her height made her a target. Shade had found her in the bathroom, her wrists slit and blood spilt everywhere. After that they became best friends.
Chloe and Shade had once been mortal enemies. Chloe had once been in the "popular" group, making other lives bad and flirting with everyone. Then one amazing thing happened. In their third year, Chloe had been flirting with the Potions Master and he had asked her to meet him after class. The teacher locked her inside the dungeons for two days straight, feeding her minimal, beating her and eventually raping her. Shade had found her lying naked on the cold floor after obtaining a map mysteriously from her cousin. The Potions Master was sent to Azkaban Prison and Chloe remained in the Hospital Wing for two weeks. In that time, her only visitor was Shade. From then on, Chloe abandoned her popular life in fear and was tied in debt and in friendship to Shade.
The three girls were shunned by the rest of their year; complete outcasts, but that was the way they liked it. They conducted many potions, charms and spells that were illegal or against school rules. Shade, Chloe and Anne-Marie were the most unlikely trio but they were tied closely together.
Anne-Marie wavered on the seat for a second, her blue eyes fixed on a point in the shimmering lake below. The rest of the year was having an early evening swimming lesson with Professor Flannery.
'A tidal wave?' Chloe asked, smiling.
'More like she's conjuring the Giant Squid' Shade said. The water started to shake when a giant tentacle came out of the water and splashed back in. A tidal wave hit the class, knocking them all on to the muddy shore.
'Vous étiez les deux vrai' Anne-Marie said.
'I didn't know squid spoke French' Shade laughed.
'Neither did I' Chloe chuckled.
'I can speak Squidian!' Anne-Marie cried. A boy sat on the shore with a few friends, laughing at the sight of the muddy teenagers. He suddenly looked up at the three and gave them an almost admiring smile.
'Do you think he knew it was me?' the French girl asked.
'My little Annie,' Shade beamed. 'Pandemonium Malfoy may be going out with Suzanne but I promise you these two things: he will date you when they break up and he knows it was you who made his sweetheart all muddy. Now whether he appreciated it or not is another matter.'
'Oh, I know he does!' Chloe butted in.
'What? How?' Anne-Marie burst out. Chloe pulled back her wavy brown hair and gave them her usual I-know-everything smile.
'Well, Hannah and Sam, my old friends, were gossiping and decided for a Gryffindor get together so I tagged along. They were all talking about Pandemonium and Justin said he was getting tired of Suzanne hanging off his arm all the time. He said she was getting too personal ever since they got together last year, so he's going to break it off before Halloween! He also said he had an eye on one of his Hufflepuff admirers!' Chloe informed them, her face bursting with excitement.
'Hufflepuff! Sacré Bleu!' Annie screamed.
'Not so loud, you moron!' Shade teased.
'Je peux crier tout je vous veux le jaune fait face au marsouin' Annie replied. Shade rolled her eyes.
'What does that mean?' she asked.
'It means-'
'Hello girls' came a smooth and charming voice. All three looked up to see emerald green eyes beaming down at them.
'Pademonium,' Shade said, a little shocked. 'Hello.'
'Bonjour Annie, je vous peux parler dans privé ?' he asked.
'That sounds rude' Chloe grinned.
'Shut up you two!' Anne-Marie scowled before turning to Pandemonium. 'I just need to ask my friends first.'
'Yes! Oui! Hai! Ja! Sí señor!' Shade exclaimed. 'Which ever language you would like to engage with our little friend here she will be happy to comply now bugger off!' She shoved Anne-Marie to her feet, almost making her collide with the toned male laughing in front of them.
'Chloe?' Annie begged.
'Go!' Chloe urged. Shade and Chloe laughed as the 5ft 2inch girl trotted behind Pandemonium Malfoy. Shade pulled her long black hair into a scruffy ponytail.
'I wonder what he wants' Chloe said. She rubbed her dark skin vigorously and pulled her black school robes around her shoulders.
'We'd better get back inside at any rate. Your little Gryffindork friends will most certainly be wanting you' Shade teased.
'And the Slytherins will be desperate to have you back! You know how much they love you' Chloe smirked.
'Don't push it!' Shade warned, her hand reflexively reaching for her wand.
'Oh, come on. It's late. We might as well head back to the castle before it gets too late' Chloe sighed. She picked up her sketchbook and tucked it under her arm before taking a few steps across the dewy grass.
'Coming?' she asked. Shade smiled and got up.
They arrived at the Castle as the sun was setting. Peeves the Poltergeist had thrown several water bombs on steps to the annoyance of the students and was whizzing about laughing at the sodden teens.
'Smelly little Students
Need to take a bath
Got to get a shower
Or feel Peevies wrath!' he sang, throwing balloons at the swimming class. Shade and Chloe ducked just in time as a red one flew over their heads.
'You've got to do something about that ghost!' Shade yelled. When they were safely out of the Entrance Hall they glanced at the large open doorways that led to the other hall.
'Coming to dinner?' Chloe asked.
'I'm not hungry' Shade said.
'Suit yourself' Chloe chimed.
'See you in Potions, then?' Shade asked, feeling lost as her friend wandered towards the fine banquet.
'Yeah, Potions... right!' she called back and disappeared in the swamp of students.
Shade glanced around at the other students staring at her. She glared back at them and decided to make her way down to her common room. The Slytherin common room was hidden behind a painting of a knight in black armour. He had long white hair that touched his shoulder blades and a beautifully decorated sword.
'Battle-worn Basilisk' she said. The knight bowed before her and swung the portrait open. The cold walls of the dungeon comforted her as she wandered inside. The dark green furniture seemed welcoming. She went over to the staircase that spun down in a spiral. The stained glass windows were open, bringing in a cool autumn breeze. The Slytherin common room was down inside the mountain, overlooking the lake. She stopped outside the door with mock-gothic letters on it reading Fourth Year. She entered and immediately shut the door behind her. There was something about being so far down from anyone that frightened her. She was scared, deep down inside. This was the only reason she wasn't popular, though no one else knew it. Shade would have been in Gryffindor, like her parents and her cousin. She would have lived up to her family's expectations if she hadn't been afraid of it. It wasn't that she was afraid of herself, but there was something that was always around her. She flopped onto her bed, the one farthest from the door and stared up at the four-poster ceiling. The dark dormitory seemed to press around her. The windows were open but she felt hot and stuffy. Her eyes soon closed and she was lulled into a restless sleep.
The sound of wind chimes filled her ears. She was walking along a balcony. Her hands brushed the railings. 'Shade...' Shade was a little girl again. Her black hair was flowing in the powerful wind. She looked up. Her mother was smiling at her. Her father was too, and her grandfather. It was strange. She reached forwards and felt her mother's dress beneath her palms. They were all smiling at her. She reached out for them to pick her up but there was an explosion Suddenly there was screaming. Her mother fell to the floor. Shade went slowly up to her and squatted on her knees to see her mother's face. 'Shade, No!' her father yelled. He tried to pick her up but a green light enveloped him. She watched him drop to the floor. She looked back at her mother. Her emerald eyes were wide open. She stared back at her little girl, blood trickling from her lips. She wasn't breathing. A tall man stepped over his mother's body, covering the dead woman in a black cloak. The man slowly crouched down to look at Shade's face. She stared back at him. No tears emerged in her eyes. They held their stare for a moment before Shade let out a horrified scream. Two red slits for eyes were glaring back at her. It was almost snake-like. The face was so sunken like a skeleton and the teeth were filed into points. He gave a cruel smile, the glowing red eyes narrowing.
'Sere Lestrange you were and are, a servant of the dark lord' the face said. Long bony fingers as cold as ice reached out and grabbed her around the waist. She screamed and cried. The evil thing licked his pointed teeth and put a long nail on her arm. A blazing white light burnt into her skin. Sere, or Shade, screamed in agony as her skin was melted. The red eyes watched with a perverted pleasure as the girl squirmed in his grip. He let go and she fell to the ground. She looked at her arm in horror, seeing a skull branded on her arm with a snake twisted through it.
Shade woke up with a start, sweating and screaming. She looked around the room, noticing everyone else had gone to sleep. The snake and skull on her arm burnt sharply.
'I'm coming, my lord' she drawled, pulling on some slippers. As she got up, that's when she noticed... the door was open...
a/n: so what do you think? Pretty scary for me to write. I don't know how to make Voldemort scarier but just writing it gave me the creeps... Sorry if it seems Mary Sue or something but give me ideas and I'll try and improve it.
Chapter One – Shade's Dream
Shade sat on the stone bench with her two best friends, Anne-Marie and Chloe. It was their fourth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the year they started their NEWT studies.
Shade had long black hair, dark brown eyes and pearly white skin. She was very tall and skinny, possibly too skinny, and unpopular amongst her year. She was usually picked on between the prettier girls who had their heads up in the clouds. Who could have known that even in the wizarding world there was so much discrimination?
Her friend Anne-Marie was very short. She was the perfect shape for her size, petite and cute. She had short hair that curled in around her shoulders and full rosy lips. She was scared of Shade as much as she loved her. They met in the second year after Anne-Marie transferred from Beauxbatons' Academy. Anne-Marie was a fluent French speaker and found it more difficult saying English words, which plus her height made her a target. Shade had found her in the bathroom, her wrists slit and blood spilt everywhere. After that they became best friends.
Chloe and Shade had once been mortal enemies. Chloe had once been in the "popular" group, making other lives bad and flirting with everyone. Then one amazing thing happened. In their third year, Chloe had been flirting with the Potions Master and he had asked her to meet him after class. The teacher locked her inside the dungeons for two days straight, feeding her minimal, beating her and eventually raping her. Shade had found her lying naked on the cold floor after obtaining a map mysteriously from her cousin. The Potions Master was sent to Azkaban Prison and Chloe remained in the Hospital Wing for two weeks. In that time, her only visitor was Shade. From then on, Chloe abandoned her popular life in fear and was tied in debt and in friendship to Shade.
The three girls were shunned by the rest of their year; complete outcasts, but that was the way they liked it. They conducted many potions, charms and spells that were illegal or against school rules. Shade, Chloe and Anne-Marie were the most unlikely trio but they were tied closely together.
Anne-Marie wavered on the seat for a second, her blue eyes fixed on a point in the shimmering lake below. The rest of the year was having an early evening swimming lesson with Professor Flannery.
'A tidal wave?' Chloe asked, smiling.
'More like she's conjuring the Giant Squid' Shade said. The water started to shake when a giant tentacle came out of the water and splashed back in. A tidal wave hit the class, knocking them all on to the muddy shore.
'Vous étiez les deux vrai' Anne-Marie said.
'I didn't know squid spoke French' Shade laughed.
'Neither did I' Chloe chuckled.
'I can speak Squidian!' Anne-Marie cried. A boy sat on the shore with a few friends, laughing at the sight of the muddy teenagers. He suddenly looked up at the three and gave them an almost admiring smile.
'Do you think he knew it was me?' the French girl asked.
'My little Annie,' Shade beamed. 'Pandemonium Malfoy may be going out with Suzanne but I promise you these two things: he will date you when they break up and he knows it was you who made his sweetheart all muddy. Now whether he appreciated it or not is another matter.'
'Oh, I know he does!' Chloe butted in.
'What? How?' Anne-Marie burst out. Chloe pulled back her wavy brown hair and gave them her usual I-know-everything smile.
'Well, Hannah and Sam, my old friends, were gossiping and decided for a Gryffindor get together so I tagged along. They were all talking about Pandemonium and Justin said he was getting tired of Suzanne hanging off his arm all the time. He said she was getting too personal ever since they got together last year, so he's going to break it off before Halloween! He also said he had an eye on one of his Hufflepuff admirers!' Chloe informed them, her face bursting with excitement.
'Hufflepuff! Sacré Bleu!' Annie screamed.
'Not so loud, you moron!' Shade teased.
'Je peux crier tout je vous veux le jaune fait face au marsouin' Annie replied. Shade rolled her eyes.
'What does that mean?' she asked.
'It means-'
'Hello girls' came a smooth and charming voice. All three looked up to see emerald green eyes beaming down at them.
'Pademonium,' Shade said, a little shocked. 'Hello.'
'Bonjour Annie, je vous peux parler dans privé ?' he asked.
'That sounds rude' Chloe grinned.
'Shut up you two!' Anne-Marie scowled before turning to Pandemonium. 'I just need to ask my friends first.'
'Yes! Oui! Hai! Ja! Sí señor!' Shade exclaimed. 'Which ever language you would like to engage with our little friend here she will be happy to comply now bugger off!' She shoved Anne-Marie to her feet, almost making her collide with the toned male laughing in front of them.
'Chloe?' Annie begged.
'Go!' Chloe urged. Shade and Chloe laughed as the 5ft 2inch girl trotted behind Pandemonium Malfoy. Shade pulled her long black hair into a scruffy ponytail.
'I wonder what he wants' Chloe said. She rubbed her dark skin vigorously and pulled her black school robes around her shoulders.
'We'd better get back inside at any rate. Your little Gryffindork friends will most certainly be wanting you' Shade teased.
'And the Slytherins will be desperate to have you back! You know how much they love you' Chloe smirked.
'Don't push it!' Shade warned, her hand reflexively reaching for her wand.
'Oh, come on. It's late. We might as well head back to the castle before it gets too late' Chloe sighed. She picked up her sketchbook and tucked it under her arm before taking a few steps across the dewy grass.
'Coming?' she asked. Shade smiled and got up.
They arrived at the Castle as the sun was setting. Peeves the Poltergeist had thrown several water bombs on steps to the annoyance of the students and was whizzing about laughing at the sodden teens.
'Smelly little Students
Need to take a bath
Got to get a shower
Or feel Peevies wrath!' he sang, throwing balloons at the swimming class. Shade and Chloe ducked just in time as a red one flew over their heads.
'You've got to do something about that ghost!' Shade yelled. When they were safely out of the Entrance Hall they glanced at the large open doorways that led to the other hall.
'Coming to dinner?' Chloe asked.
'I'm not hungry' Shade said.
'Suit yourself' Chloe chimed.
'See you in Potions, then?' Shade asked, feeling lost as her friend wandered towards the fine banquet.
'Yeah, Potions... right!' she called back and disappeared in the swamp of students.
Shade glanced around at the other students staring at her. She glared back at them and decided to make her way down to her common room. The Slytherin common room was hidden behind a painting of a knight in black armour. He had long white hair that touched his shoulder blades and a beautifully decorated sword.
'Battle-worn Basilisk' she said. The knight bowed before her and swung the portrait open. The cold walls of the dungeon comforted her as she wandered inside. The dark green furniture seemed welcoming. She went over to the staircase that spun down in a spiral. The stained glass windows were open, bringing in a cool autumn breeze. The Slytherin common room was down inside the mountain, overlooking the lake. She stopped outside the door with mock-gothic letters on it reading Fourth Year. She entered and immediately shut the door behind her. There was something about being so far down from anyone that frightened her. She was scared, deep down inside. This was the only reason she wasn't popular, though no one else knew it. Shade would have been in Gryffindor, like her parents and her cousin. She would have lived up to her family's expectations if she hadn't been afraid of it. It wasn't that she was afraid of herself, but there was something that was always around her. She flopped onto her bed, the one farthest from the door and stared up at the four-poster ceiling. The dark dormitory seemed to press around her. The windows were open but she felt hot and stuffy. Her eyes soon closed and she was lulled into a restless sleep.
The sound of wind chimes filled her ears. She was walking along a balcony. Her hands brushed the railings. 'Shade...' Shade was a little girl again. Her black hair was flowing in the powerful wind. She looked up. Her mother was smiling at her. Her father was too, and her grandfather. It was strange. She reached forwards and felt her mother's dress beneath her palms. They were all smiling at her. She reached out for them to pick her up but there was an explosion Suddenly there was screaming. Her mother fell to the floor. Shade went slowly up to her and squatted on her knees to see her mother's face. 'Shade, No!' her father yelled. He tried to pick her up but a green light enveloped him. She watched him drop to the floor. She looked back at her mother. Her emerald eyes were wide open. She stared back at her little girl, blood trickling from her lips. She wasn't breathing. A tall man stepped over his mother's body, covering the dead woman in a black cloak. The man slowly crouched down to look at Shade's face. She stared back at him. No tears emerged in her eyes. They held their stare for a moment before Shade let out a horrified scream. Two red slits for eyes were glaring back at her. It was almost snake-like. The face was so sunken like a skeleton and the teeth were filed into points. He gave a cruel smile, the glowing red eyes narrowing.
'Sere Lestrange you were and are, a servant of the dark lord' the face said. Long bony fingers as cold as ice reached out and grabbed her around the waist. She screamed and cried. The evil thing licked his pointed teeth and put a long nail on her arm. A blazing white light burnt into her skin. Sere, or Shade, screamed in agony as her skin was melted. The red eyes watched with a perverted pleasure as the girl squirmed in his grip. He let go and she fell to the ground. She looked at her arm in horror, seeing a skull branded on her arm with a snake twisted through it.
Shade woke up with a start, sweating and screaming. She looked around the room, noticing everyone else had gone to sleep. The snake and skull on her arm burnt sharply.
'I'm coming, my lord' she drawled, pulling on some slippers. As she got up, that's when she noticed... the door was open...
a/n: so what do you think? Pretty scary for me to write. I don't know how to make Voldemort scarier but just writing it gave me the creeps... Sorry if it seems Mary Sue or something but give me ideas and I'll try and improve it.