OK, so this chapter is really short, but I am having a SEVERE case of writers block, so PLEASE GIVE IDEAS!!!!!!!!!! I want to know where you want the story to go, because I certainly don't have any ideas.
Disclaimer: Okey dokey, only the plot belongs to me, the rest belongs to the Almighty J.K. Rowling. Peace! Don't sue!!
Queen of the World
by Total Chica
... A green flash...
...cold, chilling laughter...
... a voice, strangely familiar, screaming "Not Harry, take me, don't take Harry!"...
...another green flash...
... incredible pain...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Lily sat strait up. She had had that dream before, but never as vividly as just now. The pain had been incredibly real.... She clutched her head as she realized the pain WAS real, though on a much smaller scale than in the dream.
"Ah, so the flower has awakened."
She looked up. She knew that voice, although it had never been as full of malice and pure evil as it was now.
"Peter?" she asked confusedly.
"Apparently your brain cells haven't been affected by that nasty blow to the head."
"Peter, we have to get out of here! Voldemort's here, don't you know that??"
"Of course. But, unfortunately for you, I am not the Peter that you once knew. Not at all... and I will prove it." He paused, and his eyes glimmered with an evil, alien light. He slowly raised his wand...
"Crucio."
I know, I know I am incredibly mean, but if you cool people read the note on top, you would know that I have a severe case of writers block. If you want me to continue, you need to give me ideas on where you want the story to go. I NEED TO KNOW!!!!!!! TELL ME, GOSH DARNIT!!! OK, now that my ranting and raving is over, REVIEW!!!!
Disclaimer: Okey dokey, only the plot belongs to me, the rest belongs to the Almighty J.K. Rowling. Peace! Don't sue!!
Queen of the World
by Total Chica
... A green flash...
...cold, chilling laughter...
... a voice, strangely familiar, screaming "Not Harry, take me, don't take Harry!"...
...another green flash...
... incredible pain...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Lily sat strait up. She had had that dream before, but never as vividly as just now. The pain had been incredibly real.... She clutched her head as she realized the pain WAS real, though on a much smaller scale than in the dream.
"Ah, so the flower has awakened."
She looked up. She knew that voice, although it had never been as full of malice and pure evil as it was now.
"Peter?" she asked confusedly.
"Apparently your brain cells haven't been affected by that nasty blow to the head."
"Peter, we have to get out of here! Voldemort's here, don't you know that??"
"Of course. But, unfortunately for you, I am not the Peter that you once knew. Not at all... and I will prove it." He paused, and his eyes glimmered with an evil, alien light. He slowly raised his wand...
"Crucio."
I know, I know I am incredibly mean, but if you cool people read the note on top, you would know that I have a severe case of writers block. If you want me to continue, you need to give me ideas on where you want the story to go. I NEED TO KNOW!!!!!!! TELL ME, GOSH DARNIT!!! OK, now that my ranting and raving is over, REVIEW!!!!