A note from Dark Werewolf: Hello everyone and welcome to the second chapter of my little story! (well, maybe not so little, I'm not sure yet) I told myself that I'd post on the full moon, and here I am, typing and looking out of my window at the full moon! (I am Dark Werewolf after all, so the full moon should have SOME meaning!) I hope you enjoy the chapter!
Dis - It's all J.K.R.'s except the plot and who'd want that?
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(Harry dreaming)
This was the Cedric dream. He would have different dreams but he always knew witch one it was at the beginning. In this one he's be in the maze right next to the cup. Cedric would be trying to tell him that taking the cup was a bad idea, but Harry would force Cedric to take the cup in his hand. Then the surroundings would change and Harry would be staring at Cedric's dead body, out of which a gray ghost of Cedric would arise out of and grow bigger and bigger until it would morph into the dark mark and sail into the sky. Then Harry would wake up, confused and sweating all over.
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"Harry? Are you awake? McGonagall wants to see you."
Harry opened his eyes slowly to see Ron staring down at him.
"I'm awake now. What did she want?"
"I don't know. She just told me to get you."
"Okay, see you later" Harry got up and made his way towards Professor McGonogall's office. On arriving at her door, he took a deep breath and knocked.
"Come in!"
Harry stepped into the room and was relived to see Professor McGonagall smiling at him from her desk. "You asked for me, Professor?"
"Yes, Harry, I did. Don't be worried, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to tell you that you have been selected to be the newest captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team!"
Harry's eyes widened. "Oh! I don't know what to say! Thank you!"
"Don't thank me, thank Oliver Wood. He's the one who recommended you, as the last captain, and I agreed with him. Now you'll want to go tell the rest of the team, I'm sure."
"Great! ....Oh, and Professor... who will the new keeper be?"
"I suggest you hold tryouts - see who's best fitted to play."
"Sure. Thank you so much." And with that Harry left, feeling much better than he had that morning.
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The man with a dark cloak and impossibly pale face walked briskly around to the other side of the house where his minions were gathered. "This place will not work. We need someplace stronger and more adaptable to our purposes...." he said with a voice filled with unimaginable power. "We need someplace perfect to be our headquarters."
"I understand that master, but you must understand, many of our old mansions were destroyed after you disappeared-" A small man cried out helplessly.
"Are you saying that there is another thing you infidels messed up? That you let all the oldest and most... important buildings fall, just as you let ME fall?"
"No, my Lord, we will find someplace..."
"Yes, you will. Now leave me. I will call on you all again tomorrow." There were many swishings of cloaks and muted whispers, then the house was silent once again, devoid of life... Except for a lone figure who waited until all were gone before walking away quickly with a cruel smile trying to push it's way past his lips.
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a/n: Well that's the end of this chapter - to short again. Next one will be longer, I promise!!! Oh, and I need someone to beta read this series for me - please?!? I need help making sure everything fits together.
Until next chapter,
- Dark Werewolf
Dis - It's all J.K.R.'s except the plot and who'd want that?
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(Harry dreaming)
This was the Cedric dream. He would have different dreams but he always knew witch one it was at the beginning. In this one he's be in the maze right next to the cup. Cedric would be trying to tell him that taking the cup was a bad idea, but Harry would force Cedric to take the cup in his hand. Then the surroundings would change and Harry would be staring at Cedric's dead body, out of which a gray ghost of Cedric would arise out of and grow bigger and bigger until it would morph into the dark mark and sail into the sky. Then Harry would wake up, confused and sweating all over.
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"Harry? Are you awake? McGonagall wants to see you."
Harry opened his eyes slowly to see Ron staring down at him.
"I'm awake now. What did she want?"
"I don't know. She just told me to get you."
"Okay, see you later" Harry got up and made his way towards Professor McGonogall's office. On arriving at her door, he took a deep breath and knocked.
"Come in!"
Harry stepped into the room and was relived to see Professor McGonagall smiling at him from her desk. "You asked for me, Professor?"
"Yes, Harry, I did. Don't be worried, it's nothing serious. I just wanted to tell you that you have been selected to be the newest captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team!"
Harry's eyes widened. "Oh! I don't know what to say! Thank you!"
"Don't thank me, thank Oliver Wood. He's the one who recommended you, as the last captain, and I agreed with him. Now you'll want to go tell the rest of the team, I'm sure."
"Great! ....Oh, and Professor... who will the new keeper be?"
"I suggest you hold tryouts - see who's best fitted to play."
"Sure. Thank you so much." And with that Harry left, feeling much better than he had that morning.
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The man with a dark cloak and impossibly pale face walked briskly around to the other side of the house where his minions were gathered. "This place will not work. We need someplace stronger and more adaptable to our purposes...." he said with a voice filled with unimaginable power. "We need someplace perfect to be our headquarters."
"I understand that master, but you must understand, many of our old mansions were destroyed after you disappeared-" A small man cried out helplessly.
"Are you saying that there is another thing you infidels messed up? That you let all the oldest and most... important buildings fall, just as you let ME fall?"
"No, my Lord, we will find someplace..."
"Yes, you will. Now leave me. I will call on you all again tomorrow." There were many swishings of cloaks and muted whispers, then the house was silent once again, devoid of life... Except for a lone figure who waited until all were gone before walking away quickly with a cruel smile trying to push it's way past his lips.
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a/n: Well that's the end of this chapter - to short again. Next one will be longer, I promise!!! Oh, and I need someone to beta read this series for me - please?!? I need help making sure everything fits together.
Until next chapter,
- Dark Werewolf