A/N: A Sudden burst of inspiration has brought me to write this chapter. So, therefore you all must suffer!!!!!! Mwahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the 4th part of my fic:
Dedicated to my beta's!
A Thousand Words
By Antares Altair
Packing up all of my few belongings, I headed out towards the west, towards the setting sun, to get the vengeance I so desired. He had taken the thing that meant most to me, now I would do the same to him. I traveled by broomstick most of the way, up in the clouds, dipping down every so often to see where he was. Landing beside a stream in a clearing of the woods, he looked and realized he was only 20 miles north of Azkaban. Shuddering, I made a mental note to move as far away from that hell-like place as possible. Laying down my pack holding all of my few possesions, I started a fire and took out a small silver charm, held around my neck by a metal chain. The charm was a small dragon, given to me by Hermione, my lasting memory of her... "Shit." I said, summing up all that had transpired over the past months "Shit." It was dark and a full moon shown overhead, I hoped very much that Lupin wasn't in the area at this time. Holding up the charm to the moon, I marveled at how it looked, so dark and spiritual against the hallowing light of the moon. I laid back against a large tree and looked up at the stars, so many of them, the milky way was like a cloud, a cloud of many colors against the velvet of the sky. Hermione would have loved it...
I must of fallen asleep because I awoke to a hot breath of air over the back of his neck, and instinctively sprang up, grabbing my dagger on the way. The dagger, made purely of fine silver, with a dragon carved into the handle, two emeralds for eyes. I had sworn never to use this dagger again, not after what it had been used it for before I met Hermione. Yet here I was, on my feet now, holding it at waist level, waiting for an attack, but none came. Instead, in front of me I saw a tired-looking man, wearing tattered robes. "Lupin?" I asked, we had become almost friends, through Hermione of course. The man simply nodded and sat down, I just then realized it was after daybreak and Lupin must have returned from changing.
Remus looked at Draco "What are you doing here? I thought you still lived in Britain." I tossed a stone across the river and answered "The one thing that meant most to me was taken, I'm avenging her death."
Lupin looked at him, "Whom are you seeking vengeance against?"
I stared straight ahead, at some far-off point my silver eyes growing hard and his face hardened, in a barely audible whisper I said "Voldemort."
Lupin flinched at the name but didn't say anything.
I turned and faced him, the same look on my face "Will you help me?"
Lupin simply nodded and I turned back to the stream and took a drink.
~~~~~~~~The Next Night~~~~~~~~
Lupin was asleep on the other side of the clearing, I stared at the moon, it wasn't quite full anymore.
Voldemort had been a master to me, someone to run to, someone to protect me, Lucius had seen this, that was why he had joined their ranks. "Am I no better than he was?" I asked myself. "Am I destined to become my father?" Voldemort was also the one to kill the only person I loved.... He had protected, then betrayed, to me, this was unforgivable....
Time manipulates your heart,
preconceptions torn apart
Begin to doubt my state of mind
But I wont go back on what I said
I won't retract convictions read
I may perplex, but I'm not blind
So take all this noise to your brain
send it back again
I'll bear the cost shed my skin,
call you up and then...
I'll say the words out loud
You could resurrect a thousand
words to deceive me more and more
A thousand words will give the
reasons why I don't need
you anymore
I'll say the words out loud. I'll say
a thousand words or more
Manipulation. Fabrication.
Conversation. Annihilation.
I'll say a thousand words or more
Domination. Frustration. Elevation.
Procreation.
I'll say a thousand words our more
You could resurrect a thousand
words to decieve me more and more
A thousand words will give the
reasons why I don't need you anymore
It was dawn, I walked over and shook Remus awake "Lets go." Remus groaned, but stood up and did he business on a tree. After getting a drink from the stream, I handed him a piece of meat-jerky and a spare broomstick I carried for just such a situation. We continued our flight westward, stopping occasionally to rest and eat. The clouds where peaceful, and put me in the perfect state of mind to imagine thousands of torturous punishments to bestow upon my old lord... Pulling out a book, I looked through hundreds of dark spells, each more satisfying than the next, dipping down occasionally to make sure we where going the right way. "How Remus was going to help me, I wasn't sure, I don't even know why I brought him with me, he'll probably be more of a hindrance than a help. I guess there are times you just have to go with your gut."I told my self "But then it was your gut that told you to leave Hermione, now look." I mentally reminded himself.
Looking over the curses again, trying to find the best one. Then, my finger fell on a page, reading it over and over again, I realized just how perfect it would be. It said everything he wanted to tell the Dark Lord.
And wasn't even a thousand words....
A/N: The ending wasn't as great as some of the others, hope you enjoyed it! On to write the next part!
Review!!!!! please?
Dedicated to my beta's!
A Thousand Words
By Antares Altair
Packing up all of my few belongings, I headed out towards the west, towards the setting sun, to get the vengeance I so desired. He had taken the thing that meant most to me, now I would do the same to him. I traveled by broomstick most of the way, up in the clouds, dipping down every so often to see where he was. Landing beside a stream in a clearing of the woods, he looked and realized he was only 20 miles north of Azkaban. Shuddering, I made a mental note to move as far away from that hell-like place as possible. Laying down my pack holding all of my few possesions, I started a fire and took out a small silver charm, held around my neck by a metal chain. The charm was a small dragon, given to me by Hermione, my lasting memory of her... "Shit." I said, summing up all that had transpired over the past months "Shit." It was dark and a full moon shown overhead, I hoped very much that Lupin wasn't in the area at this time. Holding up the charm to the moon, I marveled at how it looked, so dark and spiritual against the hallowing light of the moon. I laid back against a large tree and looked up at the stars, so many of them, the milky way was like a cloud, a cloud of many colors against the velvet of the sky. Hermione would have loved it...
I must of fallen asleep because I awoke to a hot breath of air over the back of his neck, and instinctively sprang up, grabbing my dagger on the way. The dagger, made purely of fine silver, with a dragon carved into the handle, two emeralds for eyes. I had sworn never to use this dagger again, not after what it had been used it for before I met Hermione. Yet here I was, on my feet now, holding it at waist level, waiting for an attack, but none came. Instead, in front of me I saw a tired-looking man, wearing tattered robes. "Lupin?" I asked, we had become almost friends, through Hermione of course. The man simply nodded and sat down, I just then realized it was after daybreak and Lupin must have returned from changing.
Remus looked at Draco "What are you doing here? I thought you still lived in Britain." I tossed a stone across the river and answered "The one thing that meant most to me was taken, I'm avenging her death."
Lupin looked at him, "Whom are you seeking vengeance against?"
I stared straight ahead, at some far-off point my silver eyes growing hard and his face hardened, in a barely audible whisper I said "Voldemort."
Lupin flinched at the name but didn't say anything.
I turned and faced him, the same look on my face "Will you help me?"
Lupin simply nodded and I turned back to the stream and took a drink.
~~~~~~~~The Next Night~~~~~~~~
Lupin was asleep on the other side of the clearing, I stared at the moon, it wasn't quite full anymore.
Voldemort had been a master to me, someone to run to, someone to protect me, Lucius had seen this, that was why he had joined their ranks. "Am I no better than he was?" I asked myself. "Am I destined to become my father?" Voldemort was also the one to kill the only person I loved.... He had protected, then betrayed, to me, this was unforgivable....
Time manipulates your heart,
preconceptions torn apart
Begin to doubt my state of mind
But I wont go back on what I said
I won't retract convictions read
I may perplex, but I'm not blind
So take all this noise to your brain
send it back again
I'll bear the cost shed my skin,
call you up and then...
I'll say the words out loud
You could resurrect a thousand
words to deceive me more and more
A thousand words will give the
reasons why I don't need
you anymore
I'll say the words out loud. I'll say
a thousand words or more
Manipulation. Fabrication.
Conversation. Annihilation.
I'll say a thousand words or more
Domination. Frustration. Elevation.
Procreation.
I'll say a thousand words our more
You could resurrect a thousand
words to decieve me more and more
A thousand words will give the
reasons why I don't need you anymore
It was dawn, I walked over and shook Remus awake "Lets go." Remus groaned, but stood up and did he business on a tree. After getting a drink from the stream, I handed him a piece of meat-jerky and a spare broomstick I carried for just such a situation. We continued our flight westward, stopping occasionally to rest and eat. The clouds where peaceful, and put me in the perfect state of mind to imagine thousands of torturous punishments to bestow upon my old lord... Pulling out a book, I looked through hundreds of dark spells, each more satisfying than the next, dipping down occasionally to make sure we where going the right way. "How Remus was going to help me, I wasn't sure, I don't even know why I brought him with me, he'll probably be more of a hindrance than a help. I guess there are times you just have to go with your gut."I told my self "But then it was your gut that told you to leave Hermione, now look." I mentally reminded himself.
Looking over the curses again, trying to find the best one. Then, my finger fell on a page, reading it over and over again, I realized just how perfect it would be. It said everything he wanted to tell the Dark Lord.
And wasn't even a thousand words....
A/N: The ending wasn't as great as some of the others, hope you enjoyed it! On to write the next part!
Review!!!!! please?
