Harry Potter and the Orb of Tiac - Chapter 1
Hello all. I have wanted to write a Harry Potter fic for a long time now, but have been tied down with music commitments. But seeing I have two weeks expect lots of chapters.
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Creatures Of The Night
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Harry Potter was a normal boy. Well, in his world anyway. You see, Harry was a wizard, just about to enter his 5th year of schooling at the best magic school in the whole world, Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardy.
He lay in his bed at Four Privet Drive, tossing and turing and holding his scar, the scar which was his proof of the terrible memories that haunted his past. He could see Voldemort in his dream, a horrible figure, with thin red eyes and long spindly white fingers. His most faithful Death Eaters were knealed before him, staring at the purid figure. He was holding a orb, an orb that was filled with a black swelling mist. It illuminated the Dark Lord with a ghastly green glow that made him look if possible even more evil that normal.
"Ahhh, Yes. Finally at long last I have it. The Orb of Tiac, the key to the downfall of the medelsome Potter boy. I will rule surpreme once more." Voldemort cried with an evil cackle.
"But Master!" cried Wormtail, scurrying over to him "Master, how is that orb going to bring the downfall of the Potter boy?"
"CRUCIO!" cried Voldemort, spit flying from his mouth, as he aimed at Wormtail.
"How dare you question me?" he cried once more as he watched the whithering figure of Wormtail on the floor, cringing with pain.
"Sorry my master, you are always right," Wormtail sobbed as he heaved his body from the floor, "You were most merciful".
"I know," Voldemort hissed as a soft laugh escaped his cold lips and he turned to his Death Eaters once more. "You see my faithful minions, this orb posses great power. Along time ago, a dark wizard named Ivaon Tiac discovered that certain muggle animals possesed a small amount of Dark Magic - not much but some. He created this orb, the Orb of Tiac, to enhance the powers of these animals which he hoped to lead into battle destroying all muggles and light wizards alike. But he was a fool, he gave the animals too much power and they finally destroyed him."
"What animals posses these powers master," a Death Eater hissed quietly.
"Ahh, a wise question. Tiac learnt that only harmless looking animals would work for his purpose. He chose certain animals to do his bidding - llamas, sheep, snails, crabs and lobsters. Each one of these animals had a special power, but the best being the llama and sheep which could spit a venom and could work dark curses." Voldemort answered with a cold glint in his eye.
"Now I have attained a few sheep and llamas and these will be the starting of my master plan," Voldemort continued as he clapped his hands twice and a wizard in robes of blood red came forth with a heard of black sheep and llamas. "Tonight we shall rise from the pits of hell again and wreak havoc on all those who stand in our way," he cried again as the Death Eaters cheered and clapped.
Harry awoke with pain shooting through his scar. He could remember nothing. He sunk back into a gentle slumber
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Tap Tap Tap. Harry woke sharply when he heard something tapping on his window. He peered at the clock - 5:36am the clock blinked back at him. It was his birthday - he had been 15 for over 5 hours.
Harry wandered over to the window and opened it and was nearlly knocked to the floor as five owls zoomed into the room carrying packages. He took the packages from each of the owls and they zoomed out the window again except for Hedwig who flew into her cage a promply fell asleep.
'Well fine, don't talk to me,' Harry thought as he looked at Hedwig. He flopped onto his bed and opened a package that had Hermiones tidy writing on the front. He read the letter first:
"Dear Harry,
Happy 15th birthday! Hope the Dursleys are being nice to you. I hope you like your present, I bought it in Diagon Alley last week. Are you going to Ron's house tomorrow too? I'll see you then if you are.
Love,
Hermione"
Harry wondered what she had bought. He tore open the paper and a small box with 'Quality Quidditch Supply's - since 1801 *Golden Snitch* embossed on it.
"Wow Hermione," Harry whispered under his breath as he opened the box. Sure enough there was a tied down snitch inside, fluttering its wings and trying desperatly to escape. He tore his eyes away from it to open a package that looked like it was from Hagrid. As he untied the string, two letters fell out. He grabbed the first one and tore it open.
"Dear Mr. Potter,
In the recent weeks there have been some disturbances concerning the Dark Lord. He seems to have a new weapon. This is nothing to worry about as of yet, but he is rapidly gaining power.
You will be picked up by the Weaslys tomorrow and will stay with them for the remainder of the holidays.
Please find enclosed the fifth year booklist and I wish you a Happy Birthday.
Regards,
Professor Dumbledore."
Harry glanced over the booklist quickly before his thoughts focused on what Professor Dumbledore had said in his letter. The Dark Lord was regaining power. He swept this thought from his mind and opened Hagrids letter.
"Harry,
Hope the muggles are treatin you well. See ya at school.
Hagrid"
Hagrids present turned out to be a bag of rock cakes and a wooden lute. Having had past experiences with Hagrids cooking, Harry tucked the cakes under the bed and open the letter from Sirius.
"Dear Harry,
Hope you have a Happy Birthday! The present is from Moony and me cause we though you might find it useful this year. Have to run, Moony is trying to cook a egg,
Snuffles."
Harry looked at the book that had come with the letter. It was a copy of 1001 Ancient Magical Items - a detailed look at some of the most magical items ever made. Who knows why he would need it.
Lastly he open the package from the Weasly's. A broom bag, with the Gyriffondor Lion roaring on it was from Ron, a box of chocolate frogs and a tin of treacle from Mrs. Weasly and a 'Perfect Revenge Kit' made by not suprisingly Fred and Geogre.
Harry was just about to read the letters from the family when an article cut from the Daily Prophet fluttered onto his lap. He gasped as he looked at the moving picture under the heading - 6 Dead, Voldemort Returns. He looked at the picture again. It showed the Dark Mark, in full colour, floating over a smoking, ruined house, and a Llama and a sheep with the Dark Mark burnt onto them dancing around the ruble.
The Dark Lord had started his conquest.
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Well peoples that was the first chapter! Did you like it? Yes, no? Review and tell me what you think! If enough of you like it I will post the next chapter!
Satans Sheep Army!
Hello all. I have wanted to write a Harry Potter fic for a long time now, but have been tied down with music commitments. But seeing I have two weeks expect lots of chapters.
Now when you finish reading, scroll down to the bottom, and do you see that box?? Its for reviewing! A wonderful person like you could spend 25 seconds typing a few comments couldn't they? Thanks!!
Creatures Of The Night
**************************************************
Harry Potter was a normal boy. Well, in his world anyway. You see, Harry was a wizard, just about to enter his 5th year of schooling at the best magic school in the whole world, Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardy.
He lay in his bed at Four Privet Drive, tossing and turing and holding his scar, the scar which was his proof of the terrible memories that haunted his past. He could see Voldemort in his dream, a horrible figure, with thin red eyes and long spindly white fingers. His most faithful Death Eaters were knealed before him, staring at the purid figure. He was holding a orb, an orb that was filled with a black swelling mist. It illuminated the Dark Lord with a ghastly green glow that made him look if possible even more evil that normal.
"Ahhh, Yes. Finally at long last I have it. The Orb of Tiac, the key to the downfall of the medelsome Potter boy. I will rule surpreme once more." Voldemort cried with an evil cackle.
"But Master!" cried Wormtail, scurrying over to him "Master, how is that orb going to bring the downfall of the Potter boy?"
"CRUCIO!" cried Voldemort, spit flying from his mouth, as he aimed at Wormtail.
"How dare you question me?" he cried once more as he watched the whithering figure of Wormtail on the floor, cringing with pain.
"Sorry my master, you are always right," Wormtail sobbed as he heaved his body from the floor, "You were most merciful".
"I know," Voldemort hissed as a soft laugh escaped his cold lips and he turned to his Death Eaters once more. "You see my faithful minions, this orb posses great power. Along time ago, a dark wizard named Ivaon Tiac discovered that certain muggle animals possesed a small amount of Dark Magic - not much but some. He created this orb, the Orb of Tiac, to enhance the powers of these animals which he hoped to lead into battle destroying all muggles and light wizards alike. But he was a fool, he gave the animals too much power and they finally destroyed him."
"What animals posses these powers master," a Death Eater hissed quietly.
"Ahh, a wise question. Tiac learnt that only harmless looking animals would work for his purpose. He chose certain animals to do his bidding - llamas, sheep, snails, crabs and lobsters. Each one of these animals had a special power, but the best being the llama and sheep which could spit a venom and could work dark curses." Voldemort answered with a cold glint in his eye.
"Now I have attained a few sheep and llamas and these will be the starting of my master plan," Voldemort continued as he clapped his hands twice and a wizard in robes of blood red came forth with a heard of black sheep and llamas. "Tonight we shall rise from the pits of hell again and wreak havoc on all those who stand in our way," he cried again as the Death Eaters cheered and clapped.
Harry awoke with pain shooting through his scar. He could remember nothing. He sunk back into a gentle slumber
******************
Tap Tap Tap. Harry woke sharply when he heard something tapping on his window. He peered at the clock - 5:36am the clock blinked back at him. It was his birthday - he had been 15 for over 5 hours.
Harry wandered over to the window and opened it and was nearlly knocked to the floor as five owls zoomed into the room carrying packages. He took the packages from each of the owls and they zoomed out the window again except for Hedwig who flew into her cage a promply fell asleep.
'Well fine, don't talk to me,' Harry thought as he looked at Hedwig. He flopped onto his bed and opened a package that had Hermiones tidy writing on the front. He read the letter first:
"Dear Harry,
Happy 15th birthday! Hope the Dursleys are being nice to you. I hope you like your present, I bought it in Diagon Alley last week. Are you going to Ron's house tomorrow too? I'll see you then if you are.
Love,
Hermione"
Harry wondered what she had bought. He tore open the paper and a small box with 'Quality Quidditch Supply's - since 1801 *Golden Snitch* embossed on it.
"Wow Hermione," Harry whispered under his breath as he opened the box. Sure enough there was a tied down snitch inside, fluttering its wings and trying desperatly to escape. He tore his eyes away from it to open a package that looked like it was from Hagrid. As he untied the string, two letters fell out. He grabbed the first one and tore it open.
"Dear Mr. Potter,
In the recent weeks there have been some disturbances concerning the Dark Lord. He seems to have a new weapon. This is nothing to worry about as of yet, but he is rapidly gaining power.
You will be picked up by the Weaslys tomorrow and will stay with them for the remainder of the holidays.
Please find enclosed the fifth year booklist and I wish you a Happy Birthday.
Regards,
Professor Dumbledore."
Harry glanced over the booklist quickly before his thoughts focused on what Professor Dumbledore had said in his letter. The Dark Lord was regaining power. He swept this thought from his mind and opened Hagrids letter.
"Harry,
Hope the muggles are treatin you well. See ya at school.
Hagrid"
Hagrids present turned out to be a bag of rock cakes and a wooden lute. Having had past experiences with Hagrids cooking, Harry tucked the cakes under the bed and open the letter from Sirius.
"Dear Harry,
Hope you have a Happy Birthday! The present is from Moony and me cause we though you might find it useful this year. Have to run, Moony is trying to cook a egg,
Snuffles."
Harry looked at the book that had come with the letter. It was a copy of 1001 Ancient Magical Items - a detailed look at some of the most magical items ever made. Who knows why he would need it.
Lastly he open the package from the Weasly's. A broom bag, with the Gyriffondor Lion roaring on it was from Ron, a box of chocolate frogs and a tin of treacle from Mrs. Weasly and a 'Perfect Revenge Kit' made by not suprisingly Fred and Geogre.
Harry was just about to read the letters from the family when an article cut from the Daily Prophet fluttered onto his lap. He gasped as he looked at the moving picture under the heading - 6 Dead, Voldemort Returns. He looked at the picture again. It showed the Dark Mark, in full colour, floating over a smoking, ruined house, and a Llama and a sheep with the Dark Mark burnt onto them dancing around the ruble.
The Dark Lord had started his conquest.
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Well peoples that was the first chapter! Did you like it? Yes, no? Review and tell me what you think! If enough of you like it I will post the next chapter!
Satans Sheep Army!