A/N: Hey hey! I'm back.....yet again. Wif da 2nd chapter to: The Choice of Life and Death. It's VACATION TIME! So, I can just
roam around my house and write fics! YAYYYY! Anywayz.....on wif da story.
A/N: I'm really sorry about dissing so many characters and I just want you to know that I really
DO like them but the insulting
iz just part of the plot. Now.....really on wif da story.
Chapter One (Part two)
"Hey! Harry! Harry! Look ova here! C'mon Harry!"
Harry Potter looked up and gave a sweet, charming smile at the camera that Colin Creevly was
aiming at his face.
The camera light flashed five times indicating five, moving photos of him was taken looking....
pretty good.
"Thanks, Harry!" Colin's face was alight with happiness.
"No problem, Colin" Harry smiled sweetly.
"Bye! I'll see you later!" Colin waved frantically as he bounced away.
"Yah" Harry muttered under his breath. "Much later"
Now that he actually seen the world from the darker side, it seemed to be so much more.....more
pathetic. He was suddenly becoming aware of all the fame he had. It was as if he had been
awakened for the first time in his life and the fact that he had widespreading fame was sinking
into him like water on sponge.
"Harry!"
Harry's eyes narrowed. That was probably Ron. That red-head was getting even more annoying.
Why had he saw him as a friend in he first place? Ron was a pauper, he was dumb and he had no
talent at all. What a pathetic fool.
Nevertheless, he had to cover up the fact that he was a Deatheater.
"Ron! Hello!" Harry pasted on a happy grin as the red headed boy as he draw nearer.
It was that same, sweet and gentle smile that made all the girls swoon and he had perfected it so
well that you couldn't tell wether it meaningful or not.
"Harry! Hi! How was your summer?" Ron asked, smiling.
"Oh, you know...." Harry changed his expression to the one he always used when he mentioned the
Dursleys. "This and that. The Dursleys treating me like dry rot"
"Ohhh" Ron looked sympathetic. "I'm really sorry about not inviting you to my house this summer.
It's just that Charlie's got this new girlfriend and she was staying over and my mum doesn't really
approve of her and....."
Ron looked awkward and trailed off silently.
"That's all right" Harry said.
The two stood in silence before Harry interupted the awkward situation with his bright tone.
"So, where's Hermione. God I miss her!"
Yah right.....Harry brooded silently in his head.
"Hermione?" Ron inquired.
"Mmmm-hmmm" Harry nodded.
"Oh, she's coming. Oh, there she is! HERMIONE!" Ron waved frantically towards her direction.
He reminded Harry of a dilapidated windmill.
What a geek.....Harry rolled his eyes behind Ron's back.
"Ron! Harry! Hi guys!" Hermione waved back and started walking towards them.
Harry's eyes were not looking at Hermione. He was more or less looking for Malfoy who was actually
going to be supervising him on the little test of royalty.
"Hey, guys!" Hermione smiled.
Harry sighed and forced a smile upon his face.
"Hi, Hemi-"
He stopped short and felt his eyes narrow with amazement.
Harry frowned. Was that actually Hermione? Did she have some sort of treatment to her face?
She looked so.....so.....pretty.....so innocently beautiful....so sweet....
"OY!" Ron's eyes bugged.
Hermione looked abashed and diverted her gaze.
"WHO DESTROYED YOU?" Ron gasped.
"Oh" She blinked and looked at the marble covered platform. "You-you-guys think it looks that
bad?"
"Yes, definately! What happened to you?" Ron looked shocked. "What happened to your hair? It's
so......straight.....so smooothh......so......much shorter?"
Hermione coughed lightly a couple of time before tucking a smooth lock of straight brown hair
behind her ear.
"Oh.....it's just that I've been visiting my cousin in New York and she suggested that I have
a little makeover so I got a perm and a cut and she gave me some light make-up for my going away
present and--and that's just about it" Hermione said all this very fast.
"We better get on the train" Harry said smoothly to cover up the awkward situation.
He strayed behind the two sixth-years a little as they walked towards the train.
Then, spotting Malfoy, he ducked behind a tall pillar and listened as Ron and Hermione's talking
faded away slowly.
"What do you mean, Ron?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Well--" Ron replied. "Looking at this strand of hair-look at it! Oh-geez....gosh it's soft.
No! NO! That's not what I mean! Don't get smug on me, young lady!"
Harry laughed quietly as their voices disappeared, indicating that they were now on board the
train.
Wait....Harry stopped chuckling. Why was he actually laughing WITH them and not actually AT them?
A sudden high laugh interupted Harry's thoughts. Malfoy was drawing closer.
"Malfoy!" Harry whispered.
Malfoy didn't seem to hear him.
"Malfoy!!" Harry hissed loudly.
Malfoy seemed to be as deaf as usual as he was still chatting loudly with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh what the hell" Harry brooded.
"MALFOY!" Harry roared. "GET YOUR SLYTHERINE BUTT OVER HERE!"
Malfoy finally looked his direction and strutted in his usual annoying fashion towards the pillar.
"Potter....there you are" Malfoy said swiftly. "I've been looking for you"
"Yah yah" Harry snapped. "Any news from Voldemort?"
"You mean Master?" Malfoy asked intricately.
"Whatever" Harry sighed.
"Mmm-hmm!" Malfoy nodded and pressed a long, rectangular box into Harry's hand.
Harry looked down, it was a nice box. Voldemort had good taste. It seemed to be made with real
crocodile leather with a smart, silver clasp.
Harry flipped the clasp up and revealed.....a dagger. It had a plain, smooth, frosted gold handle
with a long, silvery blade. A bright blue dragon ran along it's smooth top.
"Malfoy....it's just a dagger" Harry rolled his eyes.
"Not just any dagger" Malfoy looked as if Harry had questioned if he was really pure-blood or not.
"What do you mean?" Harry snapped. "Of course it's a dagger"
"No!" Malfoy cried impatiently. "It's the Red Dragon Dagger"
"Red Dragon?" Harry frowned. "Malfoy, look at it. It's a BLUE dragon"
"OH, WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT UP, POTTER" Malfoy uttered each word clearly and venomously. "Okay..
when you get the girl in a dark, quiet place. Use this to get rid off her. Red Dragons are very
powerful creatures, they can take any form of invisibility and they can even--they can even
transport themselves to the afterlife. This Dagger has the ability to do that which means that even
when Granger is dead. She will leave no trace of a body, she will just be transferred to the
afterlife"
"I see...." Harry muttered. "If I use a wand, I'll have to transfigure the body or hide the body
in the castle which will cause decay and other gross stuff...."
"Exactly so take care, Potter and good luck" With a final nod, Malfoy strutted back towards his
gang and boarded the train.
"Invisioso" He muttered and tapped the box with his wand. It vanished from sight but the actual
box was still in his hand. It was just invisible.
Harry carefully slipped the invisible box into a secret compartment of his trunk and closed the
lid solidedly. He had to be extra cautious. Dumbledore was clearly aware of dark activites and
the guards might search trunks.
"HARRY!"
That was probably Ron. Harry cursed himself slightly for mistiming his little chat with Malfoy and
then walked swiftly from behind the pillar and towards
"The train is leaving in five minutes! Hurrry!" Ron yelled.
"Coming!" Harry yelled back.
He tucked his trunk away and boarded the train.
"Where were you?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I was just checking if the Invisiblity Cloak was still there. I was afraid I misplaced it"
Harry lied. "We might need it this year"
"Oh yah, we might" Ron nodded in understandingly. "C'mon, Harry. Hermione's waiting for us in the
back compartment"
"That was close" Harry muttered as he followed Ron's lead into the compartment.
If he was to get rid of Hermione without suspicion, it was harder than he thought it'd be.
A/N: Okay....so it's a little bit longer but I've been getting writer's block and I'm sorry if
you think it sucks.....but remember to review!
roam around my house and write fics! YAYYYY! Anywayz.....on wif da story.
A/N: I'm really sorry about dissing so many characters and I just want you to know that I really
DO like them but the insulting
iz just part of the plot. Now.....really on wif da story.
Chapter One (Part two)
"Hey! Harry! Harry! Look ova here! C'mon Harry!"
Harry Potter looked up and gave a sweet, charming smile at the camera that Colin Creevly was
aiming at his face.
The camera light flashed five times indicating five, moving photos of him was taken looking....
pretty good.
"Thanks, Harry!" Colin's face was alight with happiness.
"No problem, Colin" Harry smiled sweetly.
"Bye! I'll see you later!" Colin waved frantically as he bounced away.
"Yah" Harry muttered under his breath. "Much later"
Now that he actually seen the world from the darker side, it seemed to be so much more.....more
pathetic. He was suddenly becoming aware of all the fame he had. It was as if he had been
awakened for the first time in his life and the fact that he had widespreading fame was sinking
into him like water on sponge.
"Harry!"
Harry's eyes narrowed. That was probably Ron. That red-head was getting even more annoying.
Why had he saw him as a friend in he first place? Ron was a pauper, he was dumb and he had no
talent at all. What a pathetic fool.
Nevertheless, he had to cover up the fact that he was a Deatheater.
"Ron! Hello!" Harry pasted on a happy grin as the red headed boy as he draw nearer.
It was that same, sweet and gentle smile that made all the girls swoon and he had perfected it so
well that you couldn't tell wether it meaningful or not.
"Harry! Hi! How was your summer?" Ron asked, smiling.
"Oh, you know...." Harry changed his expression to the one he always used when he mentioned the
Dursleys. "This and that. The Dursleys treating me like dry rot"
"Ohhh" Ron looked sympathetic. "I'm really sorry about not inviting you to my house this summer.
It's just that Charlie's got this new girlfriend and she was staying over and my mum doesn't really
approve of her and....."
Ron looked awkward and trailed off silently.
"That's all right" Harry said.
The two stood in silence before Harry interupted the awkward situation with his bright tone.
"So, where's Hermione. God I miss her!"
Yah right.....Harry brooded silently in his head.
"Hermione?" Ron inquired.
"Mmmm-hmmm" Harry nodded.
"Oh, she's coming. Oh, there she is! HERMIONE!" Ron waved frantically towards her direction.
He reminded Harry of a dilapidated windmill.
What a geek.....Harry rolled his eyes behind Ron's back.
"Ron! Harry! Hi guys!" Hermione waved back and started walking towards them.
Harry's eyes were not looking at Hermione. He was more or less looking for Malfoy who was actually
going to be supervising him on the little test of royalty.
"Hey, guys!" Hermione smiled.
Harry sighed and forced a smile upon his face.
"Hi, Hemi-"
He stopped short and felt his eyes narrow with amazement.
Harry frowned. Was that actually Hermione? Did she have some sort of treatment to her face?
She looked so.....so.....pretty.....so innocently beautiful....so sweet....
"OY!" Ron's eyes bugged.
Hermione looked abashed and diverted her gaze.
"WHO DESTROYED YOU?" Ron gasped.
"Oh" She blinked and looked at the marble covered platform. "You-you-guys think it looks that
bad?"
"Yes, definately! What happened to you?" Ron looked shocked. "What happened to your hair? It's
so......straight.....so smooothh......so......much shorter?"
Hermione coughed lightly a couple of time before tucking a smooth lock of straight brown hair
behind her ear.
"Oh.....it's just that I've been visiting my cousin in New York and she suggested that I have
a little makeover so I got a perm and a cut and she gave me some light make-up for my going away
present and--and that's just about it" Hermione said all this very fast.
"We better get on the train" Harry said smoothly to cover up the awkward situation.
He strayed behind the two sixth-years a little as they walked towards the train.
Then, spotting Malfoy, he ducked behind a tall pillar and listened as Ron and Hermione's talking
faded away slowly.
"What do you mean, Ron?" Hermione asked quietly.
"Well--" Ron replied. "Looking at this strand of hair-look at it! Oh-geez....gosh it's soft.
No! NO! That's not what I mean! Don't get smug on me, young lady!"
Harry laughed quietly as their voices disappeared, indicating that they were now on board the
train.
Wait....Harry stopped chuckling. Why was he actually laughing WITH them and not actually AT them?
A sudden high laugh interupted Harry's thoughts. Malfoy was drawing closer.
"Malfoy!" Harry whispered.
Malfoy didn't seem to hear him.
"Malfoy!!" Harry hissed loudly.
Malfoy seemed to be as deaf as usual as he was still chatting loudly with Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh what the hell" Harry brooded.
"MALFOY!" Harry roared. "GET YOUR SLYTHERINE BUTT OVER HERE!"
Malfoy finally looked his direction and strutted in his usual annoying fashion towards the pillar.
"Potter....there you are" Malfoy said swiftly. "I've been looking for you"
"Yah yah" Harry snapped. "Any news from Voldemort?"
"You mean Master?" Malfoy asked intricately.
"Whatever" Harry sighed.
"Mmm-hmm!" Malfoy nodded and pressed a long, rectangular box into Harry's hand.
Harry looked down, it was a nice box. Voldemort had good taste. It seemed to be made with real
crocodile leather with a smart, silver clasp.
Harry flipped the clasp up and revealed.....a dagger. It had a plain, smooth, frosted gold handle
with a long, silvery blade. A bright blue dragon ran along it's smooth top.
"Malfoy....it's just a dagger" Harry rolled his eyes.
"Not just any dagger" Malfoy looked as if Harry had questioned if he was really pure-blood or not.
"What do you mean?" Harry snapped. "Of course it's a dagger"
"No!" Malfoy cried impatiently. "It's the Red Dragon Dagger"
"Red Dragon?" Harry frowned. "Malfoy, look at it. It's a BLUE dragon"
"OH, WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT UP, POTTER" Malfoy uttered each word clearly and venomously. "Okay..
when you get the girl in a dark, quiet place. Use this to get rid off her. Red Dragons are very
powerful creatures, they can take any form of invisibility and they can even--they can even
transport themselves to the afterlife. This Dagger has the ability to do that which means that even
when Granger is dead. She will leave no trace of a body, she will just be transferred to the
afterlife"
"I see...." Harry muttered. "If I use a wand, I'll have to transfigure the body or hide the body
in the castle which will cause decay and other gross stuff...."
"Exactly so take care, Potter and good luck" With a final nod, Malfoy strutted back towards his
gang and boarded the train.
"Invisioso" He muttered and tapped the box with his wand. It vanished from sight but the actual
box was still in his hand. It was just invisible.
Harry carefully slipped the invisible box into a secret compartment of his trunk and closed the
lid solidedly. He had to be extra cautious. Dumbledore was clearly aware of dark activites and
the guards might search trunks.
"HARRY!"
That was probably Ron. Harry cursed himself slightly for mistiming his little chat with Malfoy and
then walked swiftly from behind the pillar and towards
"The train is leaving in five minutes! Hurrry!" Ron yelled.
"Coming!" Harry yelled back.
He tucked his trunk away and boarded the train.
"Where were you?" Ron asked.
"Oh, I was just checking if the Invisiblity Cloak was still there. I was afraid I misplaced it"
Harry lied. "We might need it this year"
"Oh yah, we might" Ron nodded in understandingly. "C'mon, Harry. Hermione's waiting for us in the
back compartment"
"That was close" Harry muttered as he followed Ron's lead into the compartment.
If he was to get rid of Hermione without suspicion, it was harder than he thought it'd be.
A/N: Okay....so it's a little bit longer but I've been getting writer's block and I'm sorry if
you think it sucks.....but remember to review!
