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"Possession of the Dark." - Normal speech

"Possession of the Dark." -Parselmouth speech

Possession of the Dark - Spells or Curses

Possession of the Dark - Thoughts

In just a second, his body and mind felt as though they were sucked into a tunnel, for he could hardly see anything around him at all, nor could he feel the hand holding onto his shoulder.

And just when he was thinking 'what the hell is going on?' it all stopped. He landed on the ground rather disgracefully as he knocked against it with a loud thud, knocking the tip of his nose and probably scraping his flesh hand as well.

He groaned. Eyes blinked as he looked around, yet he was unable to get up as he felt the heavy weight on his back. He turned his head around, only to meet with a pair of amethyst eyes as his own widened. Before he could say anything, he started to felt nauseous as his stomach turned badly. Cupping his hand above his mouth, with a hic, he threw up the contents of his stomach over his hand, some flowing down onto the ground, forming a puddle.

He grabbed onto the ground as he felt another flow coming, just when he thought he was done, both mouth and nose filled with the sour smell of vomit as he emptied his stomach.

Envy moved from the blond when he noticed that he was about to throw up, watching the alchemist in disgust as the sour smell of vomit filled the air. Indeed, the whole journey wasn't pleasant at all, and he wished that he was a normal human, so he could throw up like Edward did, for he had the urge to do so as well.

He watched as the figure threw up, once again, as his body jerked up from the impact and another splash was being heard hitting against the ground. A lump came up to his throat as he winced from the smell, while cupping a hand on his nose and mouth, he looked around the place they were.

The sky seemed dark, and it didn't help very much when he noticed those thick leaves arching over top of them. Stepping onto the cool grass, he turned quickly when he heard a rustle, eyes scanning through the forest itself for the source of the sound.

Edward didn't seem to notice the sound at all, for his head was still ringing slightly. He looked down at his hand, noticing the smell as he frowned and clapped his hand, getting rid of the smell and vomit all over him.

Wait, he thought as his mind started to recall what was happening before he got sick, Envy.

He turned around quickly, cursing at himself for being openly exposed; even though the homunculus did not attack him till now, it didn't mean that he wouldn't later.

"Envy!"

"Yo, Full Metal shorty, I see that you still remember me." Envy grinned, turning his sight from the forest as he faced the alchemist, his ear still active to any sound other than their voices, for the blonde's famous outburst would surely come next…

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING LESS THAN A LITTLE AND DEFINITELY UNNOTICABLE SHRIMP?"

Envy whistled, amused by the blonde's use of vocabulary. One thing that made him smile was every new rant Edward could think of, another, is the fact that if there is something in this forest, what attracts it the most should be the louder one here…

"You aren't supposed to be here."

"And what makes you think I'm not supposed to be here?"

Edward frowned when he got a question tossed back to him; obviously, the homunculus was trying to play mind tricks with him, and he couldn't tell if Envy's existence here was by design or perhaps by accident.

Edward wouldn't take his chances with 'accidents', though.

"If that's true, then that means that you have something to do in here… And you aren't telling me what." Edward pointed out. Envy only reacted by grinning wider. Edward peered into those amethyst eyes, trying to find anything that could help him tell if the homunculus was reacting to his words, but he couldn't; those eyes were empty; the master of disguise stood in front of him.

"Not really, Full Metal," Edward snapped himself out of his thoughts, while his eyes narrowed, trying to tell if the homunculus was really telling the truth this time.

"I can tell you what I'm going to do-" Envy purred, stepping forward to the blond, throwing his body forward as he drive out a punch towards the blond. Edward dodged by retreating to the side, as his arm came back, throwing out a kick as Edward blocked it with his right arm. The homunculus turned around as his body lowered, swiping his feet under the blonde's to trip him.

Edward gasped as his feet were hit out from under him, landing on the ground with a thud. His eyes widened when Envy lifted up his leg, rolling to the side as the homunculus stomped it down with a heavy blow. Edward tried to scramble up, but he was knocked down just when he got up. On the ground again, Edward held in a groan as he rolled over the grass, only stopped when he knocked into a tree.

Lying on his back, Edward groaned, the pain on his side spreading through his body, while his mind screamed at his body to react furiously.

Get up, get the fuck up-

"You get me now, don't you?" Envy smirked, pushing the blond down as he straddled his hips, morphing his arm into a blade. Edward's eyes widened as Envy lift up his arm. With a smile Envy put his other hand on the blonde's chest to press him down as he lowered the blade.

"Bye bye, Full-Metal."

Edward eyes widened, for the pain he felt next made him scream.

Harry was waked by the sound of the owl knocking on his window violently. He quickly leaped up, picking up his glasses at his side. Ignoring the pain, he opened the window, passing the owl a treat as he took over the letter, shooing the owl once it was done.

He picked up the pen knife on his table as he cut the letter open, flipping the paper as his eyes scanned through the words.

Harry,

Professor McGonagall would be picking you up sometime tonight to bring you to Diagon Alley for your school stationary. Do pack your bag, and please inform your Uncle and Aunt about this. Hedwig can be left to travel to Hogwarts herself; I don't think she would like to travel by portkey.

Yours Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

Harry smiled as he keep the letter back in, pleased that Dumbledore had solved what troubled him the most. He snapped himself back to the present when he heard Petunia's voice. Pulling out his drawer, he placed the letter inside.

"I'm coming!" he called back, and stepped out of his room quickly. Rushing down the steps, he met Petunia, who had a sulky expression on her face. Petunia frowned, pushing a pile of laundry into his hands as she ordered,

"Wash these, and go pull out the weeds in the backyard." she turned around after tossing the laundries into his hands, walking into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Aunt Petunia?" she stopped, and turned her head back to him, "-Professor McGonagall will be picking me up sometime tonight, to, you know, get my school stuff…?" Harry watched as his Aunt's face turned pale, and waited for her reaction. Petunia nodded stiffly, and Harry proceeded to do their laundry.

I should bring my potion set… It wouldn't be good if Uncle Vernon found out about me hiding it in his house, Harry thought as he put the laundry into the washing machine, adding in the detergent. Did I miss anything that I should bring? Anything else I should buy, or not buy?

He closed the lid of the washing machine, then stepped out the back door, walking towards that 'garden' of Petunia's. He squatted down in front of the plant, sighing as he looked at the weed covering the rose plant itself. He started tugging on it, pulling out the weed with great difficulty.

"Sssstupid human, get away!"

Harry snapped out of his thoughts when he heard another voice, looking around to see if there was anyone else around. Hearing a hiss from the bush, his eyes peered at the weeds as he gently pushed them to the side, revealing a snake within. It hissed and lunged at him, making Harry curse and take his hands back before he got bitten.

"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you."

The snake was stunned, raising its head as it peered into those emerald eyes.

"Y-you are an ssspeaker? You know our language?" Harry smiled as he leaned forward, "Yes I am; I am Harry, do you have a name? The snake shook it's head as it replied, "No, not really. But you can call me Ssscaly if you like, a girl I used to meet called me that before I was chassssed away."

"So you took shelter here?" Scaly nodded,

"Yes, it's a good spot to hide; plenty of food too."

"I sssee… But Sssscaly, you can't stay here anymore."

Scaly snapped his head up and hissed back, "Why can't I?"

"Asss you ssssee… I've been ordered to clear thisss area, and if I don't, my Aunt would be very upssset."

"I can help you get rid of her, if you want," offered Scaly, looking up hopefully at him. Harry smiled as he shook his head.

"Thanksss, but no thanksss. It'sss not very nice to attack humansss, Ssscaly."

"And it wasssn't nice of humansss to chase away ssnakesss like me." Harry chuckled at that, reaching out his hand,

"Why don't you climb up? I can find another ssshelter for you." Scaly nodded, climbing up Harry's hand as he wrapped himself around his wrist.

Harry withheld a shudder as Scaly wrapped himself around his wrist, the scales cold against his skin.

"Sssorry, the weather had yet to turn warm these daaysss."

"It'sss alright."

He looked around before he stood up, walking towards the backyard while his eyes peered to the side from time to time, making sure that no one saw him.

He kneeled down, putting his hand down in front of a hole on the fence, as Scaly unwrapped himself from Harry.

"Go ssstraight, you will need to passs through a few housesss before you reach the woodsss. Be careful of the carsss when you are crossing the roadsss."

"You have my thanks, young sssspeaker," Scaly said as he nodded his head in gratitude, "I will repay you for thisss one day, for sssure."

Harry nodded as Scaly slide through the hole, watching till he was gone. He stood up, patting the dirt off his knees as he turned around, and stumbled back when he saw the large figure standing in front of him. Snapping his head up, he met the furious glare of Vernon.

"Uncle Vernon-" Harry yelped as Vernon grabbed his arm, dragging him inside. Fruitlessly, Harry tried to pull his arm from the older man's iron grasp, wincing when Vernon's grip tightened.

"Let go, let go of me now-"

"SHUT UP!" Harry jumped as Vernon turned and roared at him, pushing Harry to the side as he knocked him into the wall. Harry narrowed his eyes as he retorted, "What did I do this time?"

"Don't think I didn't see it," Vernon thundered, face turning red in fury as he pointed at Harry, finger shaking.

"-Don't think I'm BLIND, I saw you with that snake, I saw you-" Harry covered his face with his arm, as Vernon lifted up his leg, attempting to kick him- when suddenly Petunia lunged at him, holding him back.

"Don't, don't! Those freaks are going to come tonight!" her words seemed to have calmed Vernon down, yet the redness of his face didn't fade. Seeing that her words had taken effect, she quickly added, "They will take him away tonight, they will be dealing with him for now, and you can't let them see you treating him this way, you can't. The boy must be unhurt, or at least look unhurt."

Harry glared at Vernon and grasped the counter at his side, as he struggled to his feet. He grit his teeth and growled, trembling slightly from pain and exertion, but he didn't let it stop him. Ignoring hte pain, he rushed from the room and half-ran up the stairs, stumbling himself into his room, he threw himself onto the bed and sighed, laying his head on his pillow, eyes closing.

For how long do I have to tolerate this?

Edward glared at the homunculus, gritting his teeth as he prevented himself from letting out any more sound. The blade dug into the flesh of his left shoulder, while the homunculus grinned and tugged down the blade. Edward growled, trying not to wince at the pain, distracting himself by glaring at Envy with his all might. Envy pouted.

"Aw, our shorty here is trying to act tough…" he purred, leaning down by the blonde's ear as he whispered, "Why don't you do me a favor, and scream?"

He pulled out his arm once again as Edward groaned, jerking up from the pain, and before he could catch a breath, the homunculus stabbed the blade down into the same wound once again. Withholding a scream, Edward bit down on his lower lip, staining it staining red.

"Do you have to be so disobedient?" Envy chuckled, peering into those hazy golden eyes as he watched them glaring at him. The blond was furious, yet he couldn't do anything to him. His eyes traveled down, noting the blonde's bleeding lip. His throat went tight. Leaning down, he licked at the blonde's lips, before pressing their mouths together.

The metallic taste of the blood, mixing with a twinge of sweetness spread though his mouth, provoking his senses, as he slid his tongue in further, the tip of his tongue touching the blonde's. As if an electricity, the tension shocked through his body as an ache took hold in his chest.

Letting out a moan, with his eyes closed, he sucked at those lips, licking the inner walls of Ed's mouth, oblivious to the figure struggling beneath him, until a stinging pain and the taste of blood shook him back to awareness. He drew back, eyes widening as he met eyes with the same expression as his own.

Edward stared at the homunculus in shock, horrified and utterly confused by the homunculus' act.

"…I- I didn't mean to, I didn't-"

"Stupefy!"

Envy was thrown away from Edward as the spell hit him. Cursing under his breath, Envy disappeared into the forest, running too quickly to see. Nevertheless, Edward watched, wide-eyed, snapped forcefully from his thoughts. He winced when he reached out to cover his wound but failed to control the force of his auto-mail properly.

He gritted his teeth, hand pressing on the wound as he stood up, feeling his head getting heavy and dizzy. He watched a figure getting closer and closer through blurred vision.

"Are you Mister Edward Elric?"

"…Yes" his world turned dark, knees going limp as he drop down onto the ground, fainted.

Severus Snape cursed when the blond in front of him fainted after answering him. He managed to catch the blonde's body before it hit the ground, and lay it on the tree as he inspected his wounds. The glove holding onto his injury was stained red as it failed to hold in the blood. Snape frowned, peeling the blonde's fingers from it, noting the hardness of the hand as he put it down.

"Is there any problem here?"

"Professor McGonagall… We may need to inform Madam Pomfrey that there will be a visitor tonight…"