I would like to take this time to say that I don't have a plan for this story, I'm just sort of making it up as I go. So I am very sorry if it is confusing for you, but I'll make ends meet somehow!!!!! I'm also sorry if the format has been screwed up, but that is out of my hands because I don't know how to work this damn thing. Oh yeah, 100 points to NO ONE for guessing where the dream sequence came from. The original dream came from "The Lord Of The Rings" by J.R.R. Tolkien, a brilliant man (but i changed it a lot). Next time, please try and guess, it's not much fun when no one does. Okay, I'll shut up and stop wasting space, please Enjoy and review!!!
THE TOWER
BY CELENAE THE GODDESS OF REVENGE
MISSING
Dear Harry,
Why haven't you returned my letters? Was it something I did? I don't get it, anyway Dumbledore said that you haven't contacted him or Sirius either, this is starting to get strange, where are you? He also said that if we hear from you, you can stay with us. Please contact us soon, I'm dying to show you some new moves I can do on the brooms Fred and George bought. It would also give them someone else to do pranks on besides me. Hop to see you soon!
Ron
"There, that's about right. He'd better answer me soon, or I'll come over there myself and get him" Ron said angrily. He hadn't heard from Harry all summer and Dumbledore had given him permission to have Harry over. Hermione had not been contacted as well. In fact, Pidwidgeon hadn't come back yet, Ron had to use Errol.
"Where's Pidwidgeon? He hasn't been back for 5 days. Now I have to use Errol, and he's not too handy, " Ron told Ginny.
"Hmmmmm, maybe he just got lost" she replied. It was very odd for the owl to take this long, Harry didn't live too far away. She walked towards the window. Harry, please be all right, she thought to herself.
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A couple of miles away, Harry was sitting up in his bed. He listened carefully to the silence around him, but heard nothing. My dream..............my dream felt so real. I could hear, even feel those who were crying out to me, but for what? I don't understand any of it, Harry thought as he looked around in the darkness. Questions were racing through his mind as he fumbled around for his glasses. He turned on a light, put on is glasses and began to write a letter to Ron.
Dear Ron,
Hey, why haven't you given me an owl yet? Anyways, tonight I had this freaky dream. It was dark and there was this tower. On it was some guy, I don't know who though. I'll tell you more when I go to your house. By the way, can I go to your house? I know my uncle would be glad to get me out of here. Well, please write back, I'm VERY bored.
Harry
When Harry finished the letter, he began to write a similar one to Hermione. He then went to the corner to wake Hedwig, only to be greeted by an empty cage. Where is she? he thought, Oh yeah, I sent her to give Ron a letter about 8 days ago. How come she's not back yet? Harry was beginning to get worried. I haven't heard from anyone since school, my owl hasn't come back and this dream...........there's something about it, but I don't know what.
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Meanwhile, in a dark and gloomy castle, in who knows where:
"Another one my Lord," the servant said, bowing to a man on a chair.
"My my, he does seem to be the popular child now, doesn't he? It certainly is old, not quite useful to me," replied a voice.
"Yes, but it's becoming more and more difficult to catch these things my Lord," the servant said to his master. The man in the chair looked sharply at his servant.
"Are you not trying hard enough. Maybe you should spend sometime downstairs with Rashanna, hmmmmmm? Maybe that will get you moving," the man stood up, glaring at the cowering figure before him. A swift wind blew through the open window and swept through the man's robes, making him look taller and more intimidating.
"NO, PLEASE, ANYTHING BUT THAT! I'll do anything my Lord, ANYTHING." He began to shake at the thought of that hideous creature downstairs. Just the mere mention of it sent shivers down the spine of any person who worked there. He smirked at the sight of a cowering man.
"Very well then, but you'll have to pay for that comment. Now, what we need is something that he values," the man said, pondering what this valued treasure is.
"We've already got this one here," the servant replied, pointing to a black haired man in the corner, with a glazed-over look in his eyes.
"NO YOU FOOL!! I need someone else, someone he can't bare to live without," the figure was beginning to get very angry.
"His friend, the one in this letter," the servant started to shuffle around. "Here it is."
He gave the letter to his master who seemed very impressed that this scum could think.
"Hmmm, interesting. This may work, of course I will not be sending you to do the work. Goodness knows you'll screw this one up like always. Besides I believe you're already busy," the master told his servant.
"Wh-what's th-that?" He replied, trying find if there was anything he was supposed to do that had been forgotten.
"Why, your little date with Rashanna of course. How could you forget such a thing. Better be on your way, she doesn't like to be kept late when she's hungry," an intensely evil smile began to spread across his face at the look of horror on his servant.
"But you said that..." he was cut of by a piercing glare from his master.
"I know what I said fool, but you are forgetting who's master here, take him away" he pointed at the man and in an instant, two guards dragged him out the door.
"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
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Back at the Burrow, A fiery haired young girl was studying in her room. Since her family was always loud, her mother had put a silencing charm on her room, so she would not be disturbed and stop complaining. This prevented her from hearing the anguished cries of her brother as he was being dragged off by a man in black.
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What do you think? Well, I tried. Can you guess who the black haired man with a glazed-over look is? I think it's sort of obvious, but then, I'm writing it. Well, I'm not sure when the next one's coming out because I'm making this up as I go, so I'm sorry. Thanks to all the readers who liked my story, you've given me hope to keep writing!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, that has to do with Harry Potter. I own Rashanna and My cyber sis, Menyl the Goddess of Manipulation, and I will soon own the world. Have no fear, for those who LOVE Harry Potter will go unharmed in the process:)