Chapter Four
Disclaimer: I still own nothing. Not a single thing is mine All of the characters and stuff belong to JKR except the lovable Marcus Black. He's mine! Mwahaha.
Also: Sorry about not updating in a while, got a little lazy. Besides that, here's the chapter.
Harry paused. "They want to kill me? Why?"
Sirius shook his head and put on a grim look, which matched fine with his torn and abused clothing. "They don't want to kill you, just sacrifice you."
Harry blinked again. "What! Why?" he asked in complete confusion, although he probably knew why.
Sirius shook his head and glanced at Marcus, then back at Harry. "The Secrets of Darkness is a forbidden dark magic, Harry. These powerful spells need powerful souls to sacrifice. Who better than Harry Potter, the boy who lived?" he said with a small, weak smile like he was hiding something. Marcus didn't look all that happy either. Harry sighed, realizing it all makes perfect sense. A dagger went through Harry's heart as it pieced together; school was being called back early because of the threat of death. Hogwarts was, as Hagrid had said, one of the safest places in the world.
Harry sighed and looked to the ground. "What else could go wrong?" he asked with a shrug. Marcus and Sirius looked at each other oddly, like that was not a good question to ask. They quickly changed the topic to getting to Hogwarts. After a little while, Harry realized Hedwig never came back. He looked up at Sirius to question him, but the bird flew down at that moment. Harry sighed with relief and storked her feathers softly, as Sirius seemed to be in thought.
"We'll get you to King's Cross to meet up with your friends, but we still have a day or two." Sirius finally said. Harry nodded slowly and let Hedwig back in her cage. Sirius lead Harry down a dark corridor, and into a small dimly lit room. There was a bed, a lamp, and a stench that smelled like old socks. Sirius grinned slightly. "Old hideout not quite what it used to be."
Harry nodded and looked around the simple, boring room. Harry set down his snowy animal in the corner and flopped down on the bed. Sirius smiled slightly and walked off. Harry just relayed the scene in his head, the draped figure and it's burning eyes. Harry soon found himself asleep, but in another strange dream.
"Harry." Swooned a voice, he recognized as Hermoine Granger's. "You must listen to me. Don't worry about the news you will hear at school. Your destiny is much more important. Keep your head up, Harry. Don't let anything discourage you."
Harry jumped up and looked around. He wasn't with Hermoine, he was still in that strange room. Hedwig was fast asleep in her cage, hooting every now and then. Harry wiped off a bit of sweat and stood up, his knees trembling slightly. What had just happened?
Harry decided to get a drink to help him think straight. Harry opened the door and started to slowly walk down the dark hallway, as he realized that he had no idea where he was going. One wrong turn lead to another, but Harry found himself standing in front of Marcus and Sirius, who were engaged with discussion. Harry quickly hid and listened carefully.
"We should just tell him." Said the voice of his godfather, who seemed quite annoyed. "He might as well accept it now."
"No, we can't." replied Marcus's brisk words. "How do you think he would handle the news?"
Sirius growled slightly. "Very well, like his father would have. He's been through a lot, Marcus."
Marcus nodded slowly but sighed. "He's been through a lot, yes, but nothing compared to this. When he gets to school. He won't feel like himself, Sirius. This is more than just an evil."
Sirius sighed. "Yes, but it will be more of a shock to him later. He'll be unprepared."
Marcus nodded but shook his head. "It's best he doesn't worry about things like this until he must. And with only a few days until school, I think more stress will destroy the poor boy."
Sirius sighed and hung his head. "Fine. We won't tell him. But when he falls apart, you can be the one to help him back together."
Marcus smiled slightly. "Have faith in him, Sirius."
Sirius simply grunted and walked off, soon followed by Marcus. Harry's thoughts had drifted away from his thirst and towards this conversation. How could this be?
"Even more bad news? What could be worse than this?" Harry grunted to himself softly. He slowly turned around and walked down the damp dark corridor, following all the way to the room. There, he collapsed in bed and fell asleep. The same dream came to him, instead of Hermoine it was Cho Chang.
"Harry. Please don't give up, the school needs you. Ignore the loss and enjoy the achievement. Please, Harry." Her voice was like a soft angel, Harry couldn't move. She was beside his bed, just smiling softly at him. "You're the only hope everyone has, Harry. Keep fighting through it."
Suddenly, he woke up again. Sweat was dripping down his face and he hung his head on his hands. Why were two girls suddenly invading his dreams. Not like it never happened before, but his dreams were never like this. They both had the same message, and seemed to be warning Harry. Harry just sighed in thought and rubbed his temples. He had one of the worst headaches he ever had.
"What does this mean?" he yelled into the damp, dark room. To Harry, this was getting weirder by the minute.
Disclaimer: I still own nothing. Not a single thing is mine All of the characters and stuff belong to JKR except the lovable Marcus Black. He's mine! Mwahaha.
Also: Sorry about not updating in a while, got a little lazy. Besides that, here's the chapter.
Harry paused. "They want to kill me? Why?"
Sirius shook his head and put on a grim look, which matched fine with his torn and abused clothing. "They don't want to kill you, just sacrifice you."
Harry blinked again. "What! Why?" he asked in complete confusion, although he probably knew why.
Sirius shook his head and glanced at Marcus, then back at Harry. "The Secrets of Darkness is a forbidden dark magic, Harry. These powerful spells need powerful souls to sacrifice. Who better than Harry Potter, the boy who lived?" he said with a small, weak smile like he was hiding something. Marcus didn't look all that happy either. Harry sighed, realizing it all makes perfect sense. A dagger went through Harry's heart as it pieced together; school was being called back early because of the threat of death. Hogwarts was, as Hagrid had said, one of the safest places in the world.
Harry sighed and looked to the ground. "What else could go wrong?" he asked with a shrug. Marcus and Sirius looked at each other oddly, like that was not a good question to ask. They quickly changed the topic to getting to Hogwarts. After a little while, Harry realized Hedwig never came back. He looked up at Sirius to question him, but the bird flew down at that moment. Harry sighed with relief and storked her feathers softly, as Sirius seemed to be in thought.
"We'll get you to King's Cross to meet up with your friends, but we still have a day or two." Sirius finally said. Harry nodded slowly and let Hedwig back in her cage. Sirius lead Harry down a dark corridor, and into a small dimly lit room. There was a bed, a lamp, and a stench that smelled like old socks. Sirius grinned slightly. "Old hideout not quite what it used to be."
Harry nodded and looked around the simple, boring room. Harry set down his snowy animal in the corner and flopped down on the bed. Sirius smiled slightly and walked off. Harry just relayed the scene in his head, the draped figure and it's burning eyes. Harry soon found himself asleep, but in another strange dream.
"Harry." Swooned a voice, he recognized as Hermoine Granger's. "You must listen to me. Don't worry about the news you will hear at school. Your destiny is much more important. Keep your head up, Harry. Don't let anything discourage you."
Harry jumped up and looked around. He wasn't with Hermoine, he was still in that strange room. Hedwig was fast asleep in her cage, hooting every now and then. Harry wiped off a bit of sweat and stood up, his knees trembling slightly. What had just happened?
Harry decided to get a drink to help him think straight. Harry opened the door and started to slowly walk down the dark hallway, as he realized that he had no idea where he was going. One wrong turn lead to another, but Harry found himself standing in front of Marcus and Sirius, who were engaged with discussion. Harry quickly hid and listened carefully.
"We should just tell him." Said the voice of his godfather, who seemed quite annoyed. "He might as well accept it now."
"No, we can't." replied Marcus's brisk words. "How do you think he would handle the news?"
Sirius growled slightly. "Very well, like his father would have. He's been through a lot, Marcus."
Marcus nodded slowly but sighed. "He's been through a lot, yes, but nothing compared to this. When he gets to school. He won't feel like himself, Sirius. This is more than just an evil."
Sirius sighed. "Yes, but it will be more of a shock to him later. He'll be unprepared."
Marcus nodded but shook his head. "It's best he doesn't worry about things like this until he must. And with only a few days until school, I think more stress will destroy the poor boy."
Sirius sighed and hung his head. "Fine. We won't tell him. But when he falls apart, you can be the one to help him back together."
Marcus smiled slightly. "Have faith in him, Sirius."
Sirius simply grunted and walked off, soon followed by Marcus. Harry's thoughts had drifted away from his thirst and towards this conversation. How could this be?
"Even more bad news? What could be worse than this?" Harry grunted to himself softly. He slowly turned around and walked down the damp dark corridor, following all the way to the room. There, he collapsed in bed and fell asleep. The same dream came to him, instead of Hermoine it was Cho Chang.
"Harry. Please don't give up, the school needs you. Ignore the loss and enjoy the achievement. Please, Harry." Her voice was like a soft angel, Harry couldn't move. She was beside his bed, just smiling softly at him. "You're the only hope everyone has, Harry. Keep fighting through it."
Suddenly, he woke up again. Sweat was dripping down his face and he hung his head on his hands. Why were two girls suddenly invading his dreams. Not like it never happened before, but his dreams were never like this. They both had the same message, and seemed to be warning Harry. Harry just sighed in thought and rubbed his temples. He had one of the worst headaches he ever had.
"What does this mean?" he yelled into the damp, dark room. To Harry, this was getting weirder by the minute.
