Disclaimer: I don't own the places or names mentioned in Artemis Fowl or
Harry Potter. Any similarities are purely coincidental ;)
Intro: This is set when Harry is just starting his fourth year at Hogwarts, and our friend Artemis is fourteen too.ooo, I can hardly wait!
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Unbeknownst to the students inside the Hogwarts Express, two likely characters were just performing an amazing aerial stunt over their heads. Currently five hundred feet higher than the train, they had the intention of landing on top of the moving vehicle.
With expert ease they glided their bodies onto the roof, silently landing with skill. "Mission accomplished," grinned the bigger of the two.
"You got the goods, Butler?" said the other, with a polished drawl. Butler reached behind his back, unclipping the army-issued stealth parachute, into a compact bag. "Yip, still here," he said, holding up two small vials of crimson liquid.
"It's now or never," he said, with a questioning glance at the boy, who gave a slight nod of his head, and stuck out his arm. The boy craned his head in anticipation as Butler stuck a needle onto one of the vials, and gave a slight shiver as it was inserted into the spidery veins in his wrist. "Imagine! Such tiny cells can give such power!" he said detachedly, slapping his wrist to get the blood moving,
Butler, after he too had injected himself, said "Two minutes, Artemis," and braced himself for the coming change over his body. Artemis could see sparks springing off himself like little fireworks; steam arose from their bodies. They clutched their throats and gasped for air.
A million infinitesimal cells raced through their bodies, rapidly multiplying. They flowed into their brains, new connections were made and certain senses were heightened. Magic coursed through their bodies. Magic, from a deceived witch, and fairy called Holly Short,.
Artemis breathed in deeply and lifted his hands for inspection. They were still the hands of a teenage boy who saw too little sun and did too little work, but now they were tingling and throbbing as the stronger, thicker blood coursed through them. Butler was doing the same, with unabashed wonder.
"Well, lets try them out, shall we?" Artemis said, smirking. He reached into his pocket and drew out a slender rod of mahogany and dragon- heartstring; Olivanders had had unexpected guests a month before. In fact, so had most of the other shops in Diagon Alley.
Intro: This is set when Harry is just starting his fourth year at Hogwarts, and our friend Artemis is fourteen too.ooo, I can hardly wait!
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Unbeknownst to the students inside the Hogwarts Express, two likely characters were just performing an amazing aerial stunt over their heads. Currently five hundred feet higher than the train, they had the intention of landing on top of the moving vehicle.
With expert ease they glided their bodies onto the roof, silently landing with skill. "Mission accomplished," grinned the bigger of the two.
"You got the goods, Butler?" said the other, with a polished drawl. Butler reached behind his back, unclipping the army-issued stealth parachute, into a compact bag. "Yip, still here," he said, holding up two small vials of crimson liquid.
"It's now or never," he said, with a questioning glance at the boy, who gave a slight nod of his head, and stuck out his arm. The boy craned his head in anticipation as Butler stuck a needle onto one of the vials, and gave a slight shiver as it was inserted into the spidery veins in his wrist. "Imagine! Such tiny cells can give such power!" he said detachedly, slapping his wrist to get the blood moving,
Butler, after he too had injected himself, said "Two minutes, Artemis," and braced himself for the coming change over his body. Artemis could see sparks springing off himself like little fireworks; steam arose from their bodies. They clutched their throats and gasped for air.
A million infinitesimal cells raced through their bodies, rapidly multiplying. They flowed into their brains, new connections were made and certain senses were heightened. Magic coursed through their bodies. Magic, from a deceived witch, and fairy called Holly Short,.
Artemis breathed in deeply and lifted his hands for inspection. They were still the hands of a teenage boy who saw too little sun and did too little work, but now they were tingling and throbbing as the stronger, thicker blood coursed through them. Butler was doing the same, with unabashed wonder.
"Well, lets try them out, shall we?" Artemis said, smirking. He reached into his pocket and drew out a slender rod of mahogany and dragon- heartstring; Olivanders had had unexpected guests a month before. In fact, so had most of the other shops in Diagon Alley.