A/N: Everything is JK Rowling's, except Torbeyorne Cove, which I made up.
Miss Rowling, as I have said before, I am forever indebted to you for
giving me such wonderful characters to play puppeteer with, and you may
have Torbeyorne Cove if you want it, along with everything else! (It is
pronounced Toar- (as in Boar) Bee- Yorn)
Don't forget to review, I am having difficulties with this, and feedback is more appreciated now than ever!!! I am sorry it has taken so long to get this damn chapter up, but it was a combined lack of inspiration and time that stopped me. If anyone out there can tell me how to make my writing italic, I would be REALLY grateful!
Arrival
They reached their destination, or at least as far as they were going to get in a car of any sort, and thus the silence was broken. Ed, who had woken with the ceasing of motion, gently woke Rene. It was early evening, and dusk had settled upon the god-forsaken Torbeyorne Cove, the departure point for Azkaban. They got out of the car, and after fetching Rene's luggage from the boot, Severus sent red sparks into the air with his wand, movement was just visible in the distance. Slowly, a ghostly, unmanned boat drifted over towards them, scattering mist as it went.
"Well, I guess this is it, then." Ed muttered, putting a protective arm around Rene.
"I thought you said you'd been o Azkaban before?" She enquired, looking at him with the suspicion that befits a bitter schoolteacher.
"I have." Severus corrected her. "Ed's not been able to get there until now without causing suspicion, so I've done it. He'll be here in the future, mind." And with that, he shot a poignant glance in Ed's direction, and climbed into the boat. Ed passed him the cases, and then jumped in himself, holding out a hand to Rene as she stepped in with all the elegance of a queen. The boat seemed to know when they were ready, and again began its crawling journey to the island. The mist didn't part for them as they went, meaning all they could see of one another was a vague shadow. One of the shadows put his arm around Rene, but she couldn't see whether or not it was Ed or Severus. The other didn't notice, so it quite easily could have been either.
They finally reached the island, though it was not a pleasant place from the very beginning. They hopped out of the boat, and onto the grey-brown earth, which bore no grass or flower, and a Hooded figure began to approach them from the gates of what appeared to be one of the most formidable fortresses ever built. Severus and Ed both noticeably tensed up at the sight of this creature, and Rene assumed it was a Dementor. She took a deep breath in and held it, while she waited to see what her reaction was going to be. It drew closer and closer, looming over them in its gothic cloak dragging behind it. Nothing. It appeared to stop when it saw Rene, and pointed a grey, leather-like finger towards her. Nothing.
"No, she's not a prisoner." Severus swallowed, though a faint quiver was present in his sharpened tones "You would be wise to show respect to her. She is to take charge of this place."
It stopped in its tracks, and it's head turned to face her. The void that was its overly large hood gaped at her like a black hole, and then took a few steps towards her. Nothing. Surely, now she would have felt something if it was going to effect her...still nothing.
"Well? Are you alright?" Ed asked, but never taking his nervous eyes away from the Dementor.
"I'm fine, I feel no different. Nothing changed...I'm not cold or anything, just...just normal."
"Well thank Merlin for that." Severus muttered "Come on, Fudge said he'd be waiting for us on our arrival. That'll take your cases to your quarters." He motioned to the Dementor.
Don't forget to review, I am having difficulties with this, and feedback is more appreciated now than ever!!! I am sorry it has taken so long to get this damn chapter up, but it was a combined lack of inspiration and time that stopped me. If anyone out there can tell me how to make my writing italic, I would be REALLY grateful!
Arrival
They reached their destination, or at least as far as they were going to get in a car of any sort, and thus the silence was broken. Ed, who had woken with the ceasing of motion, gently woke Rene. It was early evening, and dusk had settled upon the god-forsaken Torbeyorne Cove, the departure point for Azkaban. They got out of the car, and after fetching Rene's luggage from the boot, Severus sent red sparks into the air with his wand, movement was just visible in the distance. Slowly, a ghostly, unmanned boat drifted over towards them, scattering mist as it went.
"Well, I guess this is it, then." Ed muttered, putting a protective arm around Rene.
"I thought you said you'd been o Azkaban before?" She enquired, looking at him with the suspicion that befits a bitter schoolteacher.
"I have." Severus corrected her. "Ed's not been able to get there until now without causing suspicion, so I've done it. He'll be here in the future, mind." And with that, he shot a poignant glance in Ed's direction, and climbed into the boat. Ed passed him the cases, and then jumped in himself, holding out a hand to Rene as she stepped in with all the elegance of a queen. The boat seemed to know when they were ready, and again began its crawling journey to the island. The mist didn't part for them as they went, meaning all they could see of one another was a vague shadow. One of the shadows put his arm around Rene, but she couldn't see whether or not it was Ed or Severus. The other didn't notice, so it quite easily could have been either.
They finally reached the island, though it was not a pleasant place from the very beginning. They hopped out of the boat, and onto the grey-brown earth, which bore no grass or flower, and a Hooded figure began to approach them from the gates of what appeared to be one of the most formidable fortresses ever built. Severus and Ed both noticeably tensed up at the sight of this creature, and Rene assumed it was a Dementor. She took a deep breath in and held it, while she waited to see what her reaction was going to be. It drew closer and closer, looming over them in its gothic cloak dragging behind it. Nothing. It appeared to stop when it saw Rene, and pointed a grey, leather-like finger towards her. Nothing.
"No, she's not a prisoner." Severus swallowed, though a faint quiver was present in his sharpened tones "You would be wise to show respect to her. She is to take charge of this place."
It stopped in its tracks, and it's head turned to face her. The void that was its overly large hood gaped at her like a black hole, and then took a few steps towards her. Nothing. Surely, now she would have felt something if it was going to effect her...still nothing.
"Well? Are you alright?" Ed asked, but never taking his nervous eyes away from the Dementor.
"I'm fine, I feel no different. Nothing changed...I'm not cold or anything, just...just normal."
"Well thank Merlin for that." Severus muttered "Come on, Fudge said he'd be waiting for us on our arrival. That'll take your cases to your quarters." He motioned to the Dementor.