I am soooo sorry this chapter was so late in coming (not to mention short)
but I've been heaps busy lately and haven't had much of a chance to write.
My Internet connection has also been playing up a bit lately so I couldn't
get into this site.
And before I write this chapter I would like to add a little way too late disclaimer. I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter or Hogwarts or anything. That belongs to J.K Rowling. A few of my characters were invented by me. Also use of elvish languages invented by J.R.R Tolkien is in here too. They don't belong to me. Also later on I will be using Faeries (by Alan Lee and Brian Froud. Heaps good book) as a reference and a few Internet sites. This is just advanced notice in case I forget to mention it.
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1.1.2 Chapter 4
…Tuure watched Taiyang. Her power was potent. He hungered for it and his hunger grew. His Morne Lusses had not succeeded so he had to try a different tact. This one involved patience. His black eyes blazed in anger and frustration as he watched Taiyang walk through a door to meet another of them…
As soon as Tai walked through the door to the potions dungeon she felt it. It was a strange presence. I felt of rage, hatred and self-loathing. It smelt foul and unfulfilled. The potions master glided through a door at the front of the classroom and the feeling increased. The stench was foul and almost unbearable.
"Well? Are you just going to stand there?" The caustic remark snapped her back to attention. She trotted down to where he stood. "Today, I will start you on the simplest of potions as you no doubt have no skills in the precise art of potions making." Usually Tai would react to a remark like that but the presence was surrounding this man. It was growing on his every word. It lurked about his shoulders. It breathed in his snide remarks and billowed at every cruel looked he flashed at her. She suddenly realised it was feeding off him, perhaps even encouraging his feelings. Suddenly, Tai could see it. It loomed like a huge dark shadow. Professor Snape was talking to her harshly but she couldn't hear him. Her attention was riveted on the shadow. Her violet eyes flashed with fear. Suddenly, the shadow reached for her. It stretched a huge, dark, clawed hand toward her heart. Without thinking, Tai grabbed Snapes' wrist, pushed up his sleeve and covered the dark mark on his arm with a hand. The shadow screeched madly and Tai fell into unconsciousness.
In a dark backward part of the world a man, dark with power felt the link with one of his Death-Eaters snap. This one was a betrayer. His red eyes flashed. Snape was no longer needed in this world. It was time to send him to the next. And, with the decision made, he called to his Death-Eaters.
…Tai opened her eyes to a dark room. Lit only by a single lamp. The dancing flames caused demonic forms to leap into life in the corner of the room and then fade suddenly into darkness. Tai felt another in the room. It was in a dark corner and she was unable to see it. She stared into the darkness.
'I can taste your power Taiyang.' The voice snaked through the space between them and sent a shiver of premonition down her spine. 'Your power draws you to me. You cannot resist it. You are guided to me by fate. I will have you.' His words chilled Tai to the bone. She heard a rustle of cloaks and her heart leaped into her throat. She was afraid to see the mans' face (if it was a man) and it glued her to the floor in her fright. He stepped into the flickering light and Tai saw that he was wearing a hooded cloak that covered him from head to toe and left not one inch of skin exposed. Tai was slightly relieved. She wasn't too curious about what lay beneath the cloak. 'I will be waiting for you Tai. But you are no use to me like this.' He reached out a gloved hand and touched her gently, almost caressingly on the cheek. Tai fell into blackness…
* * *
Tai woke to a throbbing headache. She groaned and put a hand to her head. She heard feet shuffle quietly over to where she was lying. She opened swollen eyes and looked into the face of the school nurse, Madame Pomfrey.
"Mmmm." She said thoughtfully. "Does your head hurt?"
"Yes." Tai managed to mumble.
"Ah. I suspected you had a bit of concussion. You've been unconscious for two days." Tai groaned again. Two days? She struggled to remember what had put her in this state. Suddenly she remembered the dark shadow looming over Professor Snape and then horrifyingly the cloaked man in the dark chamber. Then she relaxed. That had been a dream. Or was it. She remembered the cold, dampness of the room. You didn't feel in dreams. She took a shuddering breath. It had to have been a dream. It wasn't possible for it not to have been. Madame Pomfrey continued talking. "Professor Snape told me what had happened in the dungeon. He wanted to question you about what happened but I won't have him endangering one of my patients health for his own curiosity." She said the last part rather huffily as if she usually didn't get her way.
'I'd like to ask him a few questions myself' thought Tai darkly. Madame Pomfrey gave her some much needed soup and water, then Tai lay back on the sheets and fell into a comfortable slumber.
"It is in the girls best interests too Madame Pomfrey. I need to see her now. I'm sure Dumbledore would agree in this situation." Professor Snape was berating the nurse again.
"She is resting now." Madame Pomfrey said firmly. "I will not have my patients disturbed by you Professor. I'm sure this can wait. She needs her rest." Snapes patience was too far stretched now. He had already waited two days. He wasn't going to wait a moment longer. He pushes past the nurse and into the infirmary. He walked along the beds until he found her. Tai was sipping a rather foul tasting liquid that Madame Pomfrey had told her to drink when she woke up. Madame Pomfrey caught up with Snape.
"Professor! Tai needs to have her rest. I will not have you questioning her when she is sick! She needs time to recover." She was going red in the face. Tai, who was feeling a little dazed thought she resembled a beetroot. She giggled, and the others both looked at her.
"Uh… sorry. I just woke up." It was a pretty lame excuse. Snape scowled at her distastefully.
"See? She's still a little dazed. She did have concussion you know."
"No she didn't." Snape sneered. "That is why I'm here. She did not have concussion and yet she has a headache and the after-effects of concussion. I was there. I know." Madame Pomfrey looked a little shocked. "Now I need to talk to Miss Yang, thankyou. I promise I won't attempt anything that may harm her."
"Very well. You may have five minutes and that is all!" She turned and stalked away. Snape glared at her back for a minute then turned his attention to Tai.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions referring to the events in my classroom." Tai nodded, not sure she could answer all his questions. "Why did you grab my arm where…" He swallowed. "Why did you grab my arm?" Tai knew he would ask this.
"I don't know." She said entirely truthfully. Snape looked at her suspiciously but said nothing.
"Why were you acting strangely? Like you were afraid?"
"I-I… I felt something when I came in." she stalled. Snape said nothing but his glare told her to go on. "It was this sort of presence. It just felt like hate." She conveniently missed some of the other emotions in case Snape recognised them as his own and jumped to conclusions. "Then after you started talking to me I saw it. It was like a huge shadow and… and it reached for me and I panicked and I grabbed your arm and then I blacked out." Listening to herself say the words she thought her story sounded pretty pathetic. He'd probably think she was a psychopath or something. Seeing weird shadows that no one else could see was a bad sign and she wondered suddenly if she were delusional. Then she remembered the dream and gave an involuntary shudder. She couldn't have been delusional. The more she thought about the dream the more real it seemed. She remembered the creatures' words. '…I can taste your power Tiayang. Your power draws you to me. You cannot resist it. You are guided to me by fate. I will have you…' The words reverberated in her mind and she shivered.
Snape bought her down to earth as her sat fluidly into a chair by her bed. He looked deep in thought. He looked up at her.
"How did you make the dark mark on my arm disappear?" His voice was emotionless. It lacked any sarcasm or malice.
"What?" Tai was confused. His dark mark disappeared? She thought the dark mark was permanent. That it couldn't be removed by any means. Besides it had been totally unintentional. Or was it. It had been her intention to destroy the shadow hadn't it? Well what if the shadow was the dark mark? And that was why people couldn't remove it. Because the spell wasn't the dark mark, it was the shadow and the reason she had grabbed the dark mark was to destroy the shadow. Snape was watching her suspiciously. She quickly explained to him her hypothesis. Snape continued his cold glare the whole time talked. It made her nervous and fidgety. She felt like a little five year old. After she'd finished talking Snape sat silently. Tai bit her lip, hoping he wouldn't tell her she was stupid and her theory was totally invalid. But when he did speak it was only a tight thankyou before he rose stiffly and stalked away. Tai watched the door he'd left through. Although the shadow that had hung over him previously had gone he still exuded an aura of power and Tai could sense his emotions even though they were locked up under his scowl. Although he seemed to harbour a lot of hatred and resentment, his overriding emotion was confusion. Tai shook her head and turned her thoughts to schoolwork she'd have to catch up on.
And before I write this chapter I would like to add a little way too late disclaimer. I don't own anything to do with Harry Potter or Hogwarts or anything. That belongs to J.K Rowling. A few of my characters were invented by me. Also use of elvish languages invented by J.R.R Tolkien is in here too. They don't belong to me. Also later on I will be using Faeries (by Alan Lee and Brian Froud. Heaps good book) as a reference and a few Internet sites. This is just advanced notice in case I forget to mention it.
1.1.1
1.1.2 Chapter 4
…Tuure watched Taiyang. Her power was potent. He hungered for it and his hunger grew. His Morne Lusses had not succeeded so he had to try a different tact. This one involved patience. His black eyes blazed in anger and frustration as he watched Taiyang walk through a door to meet another of them…
As soon as Tai walked through the door to the potions dungeon she felt it. It was a strange presence. I felt of rage, hatred and self-loathing. It smelt foul and unfulfilled. The potions master glided through a door at the front of the classroom and the feeling increased. The stench was foul and almost unbearable.
"Well? Are you just going to stand there?" The caustic remark snapped her back to attention. She trotted down to where he stood. "Today, I will start you on the simplest of potions as you no doubt have no skills in the precise art of potions making." Usually Tai would react to a remark like that but the presence was surrounding this man. It was growing on his every word. It lurked about his shoulders. It breathed in his snide remarks and billowed at every cruel looked he flashed at her. She suddenly realised it was feeding off him, perhaps even encouraging his feelings. Suddenly, Tai could see it. It loomed like a huge dark shadow. Professor Snape was talking to her harshly but she couldn't hear him. Her attention was riveted on the shadow. Her violet eyes flashed with fear. Suddenly, the shadow reached for her. It stretched a huge, dark, clawed hand toward her heart. Without thinking, Tai grabbed Snapes' wrist, pushed up his sleeve and covered the dark mark on his arm with a hand. The shadow screeched madly and Tai fell into unconsciousness.
In a dark backward part of the world a man, dark with power felt the link with one of his Death-Eaters snap. This one was a betrayer. His red eyes flashed. Snape was no longer needed in this world. It was time to send him to the next. And, with the decision made, he called to his Death-Eaters.
…Tai opened her eyes to a dark room. Lit only by a single lamp. The dancing flames caused demonic forms to leap into life in the corner of the room and then fade suddenly into darkness. Tai felt another in the room. It was in a dark corner and she was unable to see it. She stared into the darkness.
'I can taste your power Taiyang.' The voice snaked through the space between them and sent a shiver of premonition down her spine. 'Your power draws you to me. You cannot resist it. You are guided to me by fate. I will have you.' His words chilled Tai to the bone. She heard a rustle of cloaks and her heart leaped into her throat. She was afraid to see the mans' face (if it was a man) and it glued her to the floor in her fright. He stepped into the flickering light and Tai saw that he was wearing a hooded cloak that covered him from head to toe and left not one inch of skin exposed. Tai was slightly relieved. She wasn't too curious about what lay beneath the cloak. 'I will be waiting for you Tai. But you are no use to me like this.' He reached out a gloved hand and touched her gently, almost caressingly on the cheek. Tai fell into blackness…
* * *
Tai woke to a throbbing headache. She groaned and put a hand to her head. She heard feet shuffle quietly over to where she was lying. She opened swollen eyes and looked into the face of the school nurse, Madame Pomfrey.
"Mmmm." She said thoughtfully. "Does your head hurt?"
"Yes." Tai managed to mumble.
"Ah. I suspected you had a bit of concussion. You've been unconscious for two days." Tai groaned again. Two days? She struggled to remember what had put her in this state. Suddenly she remembered the dark shadow looming over Professor Snape and then horrifyingly the cloaked man in the dark chamber. Then she relaxed. That had been a dream. Or was it. She remembered the cold, dampness of the room. You didn't feel in dreams. She took a shuddering breath. It had to have been a dream. It wasn't possible for it not to have been. Madame Pomfrey continued talking. "Professor Snape told me what had happened in the dungeon. He wanted to question you about what happened but I won't have him endangering one of my patients health for his own curiosity." She said the last part rather huffily as if she usually didn't get her way.
'I'd like to ask him a few questions myself' thought Tai darkly. Madame Pomfrey gave her some much needed soup and water, then Tai lay back on the sheets and fell into a comfortable slumber.
"It is in the girls best interests too Madame Pomfrey. I need to see her now. I'm sure Dumbledore would agree in this situation." Professor Snape was berating the nurse again.
"She is resting now." Madame Pomfrey said firmly. "I will not have my patients disturbed by you Professor. I'm sure this can wait. She needs her rest." Snapes patience was too far stretched now. He had already waited two days. He wasn't going to wait a moment longer. He pushes past the nurse and into the infirmary. He walked along the beds until he found her. Tai was sipping a rather foul tasting liquid that Madame Pomfrey had told her to drink when she woke up. Madame Pomfrey caught up with Snape.
"Professor! Tai needs to have her rest. I will not have you questioning her when she is sick! She needs time to recover." She was going red in the face. Tai, who was feeling a little dazed thought she resembled a beetroot. She giggled, and the others both looked at her.
"Uh… sorry. I just woke up." It was a pretty lame excuse. Snape scowled at her distastefully.
"See? She's still a little dazed. She did have concussion you know."
"No she didn't." Snape sneered. "That is why I'm here. She did not have concussion and yet she has a headache and the after-effects of concussion. I was there. I know." Madame Pomfrey looked a little shocked. "Now I need to talk to Miss Yang, thankyou. I promise I won't attempt anything that may harm her."
"Very well. You may have five minutes and that is all!" She turned and stalked away. Snape glared at her back for a minute then turned his attention to Tai.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions referring to the events in my classroom." Tai nodded, not sure she could answer all his questions. "Why did you grab my arm where…" He swallowed. "Why did you grab my arm?" Tai knew he would ask this.
"I don't know." She said entirely truthfully. Snape looked at her suspiciously but said nothing.
"Why were you acting strangely? Like you were afraid?"
"I-I… I felt something when I came in." she stalled. Snape said nothing but his glare told her to go on. "It was this sort of presence. It just felt like hate." She conveniently missed some of the other emotions in case Snape recognised them as his own and jumped to conclusions. "Then after you started talking to me I saw it. It was like a huge shadow and… and it reached for me and I panicked and I grabbed your arm and then I blacked out." Listening to herself say the words she thought her story sounded pretty pathetic. He'd probably think she was a psychopath or something. Seeing weird shadows that no one else could see was a bad sign and she wondered suddenly if she were delusional. Then she remembered the dream and gave an involuntary shudder. She couldn't have been delusional. The more she thought about the dream the more real it seemed. She remembered the creatures' words. '…I can taste your power Tiayang. Your power draws you to me. You cannot resist it. You are guided to me by fate. I will have you…' The words reverberated in her mind and she shivered.
Snape bought her down to earth as her sat fluidly into a chair by her bed. He looked deep in thought. He looked up at her.
"How did you make the dark mark on my arm disappear?" His voice was emotionless. It lacked any sarcasm or malice.
"What?" Tai was confused. His dark mark disappeared? She thought the dark mark was permanent. That it couldn't be removed by any means. Besides it had been totally unintentional. Or was it. It had been her intention to destroy the shadow hadn't it? Well what if the shadow was the dark mark? And that was why people couldn't remove it. Because the spell wasn't the dark mark, it was the shadow and the reason she had grabbed the dark mark was to destroy the shadow. Snape was watching her suspiciously. She quickly explained to him her hypothesis. Snape continued his cold glare the whole time talked. It made her nervous and fidgety. She felt like a little five year old. After she'd finished talking Snape sat silently. Tai bit her lip, hoping he wouldn't tell her she was stupid and her theory was totally invalid. But when he did speak it was only a tight thankyou before he rose stiffly and stalked away. Tai watched the door he'd left through. Although the shadow that had hung over him previously had gone he still exuded an aura of power and Tai could sense his emotions even though they were locked up under his scowl. Although he seemed to harbour a lot of hatred and resentment, his overriding emotion was confusion. Tai shook her head and turned her thoughts to schoolwork she'd have to catch up on.