Like Shards Of Shattered Glass
Disclaimer:
I unfortunately do not own any of the characters or settings mentioned in this fan fiction. They belong to a very famous lady called J.K Rowling of whom I am very very JEALOUS! I wanna big mansion and lots of dosh! Grrrr………
A/N: hey everyone! This is my first fanfic so be nice. I'm using my favourite pairing and although the plot line may seem a lil' cliché, it does have a fair amount of twists and turns mixed in. So read and review! And of course………. ENJOY!
"Someone once told me that love was the most painful feeling in the world. He said for all the joy it brought, there was a mixed up mass of tears, heartache and loneliness after the one you loved had gone. I had never loved, so took all this wisdom as fact………. And then I fell in love. But after he was gone, I felt all these things described to me but I also felt a peace of mind. A knowledge that I had shared moments of my short life with him, with a person whom I cared for so much that I missed him if he even left a room for five minutes, who made me smile when all I wanted to do was cry and who was never to busy to listen to my words. I told this to the person who gave me that first gem of wisdom and he smiled and said he had been wrong. It was with him Id shared these moments with.
Its this story that goes to prove that when you fall in love, the pain is nothing to the overwhelming feeling of comfort and happiness that spreads through your heart like a flame and casts off the flaws in your memories of that one person."
Draco Malfoy/ Hermione Granger, Harry Potter/ Ginny Weasley
Chapter One: Prologue
"How shall we split it then?" the shadows of the dusty work room in which they had been slaving away for two weeks marred the identity of the speaker, though his voice was male.
"Into three" came a second male voice, "A potion, an instrument and a charm". A spell was murmured into the darkness, the dancing shadow of a wand being raised was just visible on the cold stone walls.
A blinding flash of light illuminated the two wizards faces for a split second as the experiment they had spent days creating was suspended in the air, seemingly held up by thin golden threads of light that appeared to stem from the eyes of the two men. Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin gaped in awe at the sight before them.
The floating golden orb twisted down the middle and out poured a long stream of fluid golden liquid. Godric captured it in a glass vial. The orb closed and fell to the table with a thud causing the golden threads connected from it to the wizards' eyes to snap. They recoiled in pain clutching their faces, as pinpricks of blood clouded their vision. Salazar recovered first, blindly groping for the orb. He closed one gnarled hand around it and screeched in horror as his forearm exploded in painful spasms.
Writing spiralled its way up his left forearm, cutting the letters into his flesh.
"relisco dormiens diprico, sonnarto ciucs dracoinas…………"
Salazar screamed in agony, then saw his World go black as the pain washed over his senses, drowning him. Godric copied the words clumsily, one hand still clutching at his wounded eyes, staining the parchment with blood , before tending to his companion. He bandaged his arm tightly, "no one must ever see the scars" he whispered to no one but the golden orb that lay so innocently on the floor next to Salazar's fingertips. It quivered in a silent agreement.