Me, the most wonderfulset author in the world: Hello, everyone!! Sorry this took so long, but I have been bogged down with homework *come to think of it, I still have homework, man*. Here is chapter eight for all who have been awaiting its arrival with baited breath.
Thanks to:
PhoenixRae: Thank you for your wonderful mark! =) Thank you for taking the time out of you busy schedule to read my *tears forming* story *bursts out in sobs.* I would love to read your story and in fact I intend on doing that. Again, thank you for reading and enjoying and I hope to read your reviews in the future.
SilentWolf1488: Hello, my dear dear friend, I need to talk to you! *Puts arm around shoulder and walks off stage* *How could you do this!! All I wanted was for you to enjoy my story and what do you do!?! Huh!?! You... What was that? I am so sorry, you love my story, I am sorry, sorry, sorry.* Hi, again. =) Thanks, S. you deserve as much appreciation as everybody else. =)
Cosmic Angel: I know you don't hate me!! *Smiles the biggest smile she can muster* I am glad you love Dido, cause there will be one or two, I haven't decided, songs of hers in this story. I also want to thank you for what you did on your story and for that you get another chapter, but let's hope other people read it. =) Thank you for thinking my story kicks ass!! =)
Disclaimer:*Knock at front door* Does a Ms. Starrynights13 live here? If she does she is charged with theft for stealing Ms. J.K. Rowlings idea for a Harry Potter story plus all merchandise. *Frantic Starrynighs13 runs around house shoving Harry Potter stuff anywhere* No, she's not home and if she was, SHE DOESN'T OWN HARRY POTTER!!!
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Chapter 8
~*~ People Don't Know Her Anymore ~*~
Everyone burst out into applause. Vanessa smiled and blushed at the same time. Harry and Ron came up behind her and lifted up her arms as if she were a champion. Just then, it felt as if a sharp blow had struck Vanessa's head. She knew who it was and it was what she wanted to happen. She smiled and listened as he entered her head, on top of hearing screams from Harry and Ron and students among the first row of the crowd.
"Vanessa!!," the sound rung through her ears, she felt the pain, but didn't react.
"Yes, Master?," she asked as if taunting him.
"What was all that about!?! I will not let you go and you have known that since you were born. You were destined for me, not the Boy-Who-Lived. Do you understand!?! If you don't think I know you love him, you're wrong. Because in this game, you can't win.," the voice chuckled slightly to itself as Vanessa had tears rushing and pushing to fall out of her eyes. She didn't cry, though because he could see her, clear as a bell.
"You will not keep me chained up forever..., Voldemort!," Vanessa yelled as the whole room gasped, for they had heard what was going on.
"I am coming for you, my daughter," Voldemort yelled as he burst through the Great Hall doors.
He walked through the crowd as they split apart for him. Harry, by now had dropped Vanessa's arm and was on his knees for he was at the mercy of the scar which burned him so bad. Dumbledore rose to feet ready to attack if the inevitable should dare happen. Voldemort floated up the steps, as a frighted Ron backed away. He stopped at Vanessa, who seemed so weak.
"My daughter," he said lifted her chin with a cold, icy hand.
"You are not my father and you know that, Voldemort!," Vanessa hissed as she threw his hand off her .
"Really?," Voldemort said, a smirk appearing on his face, that only Vanessa could see under the hood.
"Really.," Vanessa said sarcastically.
"Well, now you are coming back with me to figure out who and what you are!," Voldemort screamed in her face.
"No, you will...," Vanessa started yelling, but before she could finish Voldemort landed a blow against her face and all went black.
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Vanessa awoke in a room that was somewhat familiar to her, but for the most part unusual. She made a quick scan of the room. It had stone walls and a hard, cold stone floor. No windows illuminated the room with light, but one tall, heavy door was placed as an entrance to her freedom.
She felt her face. It felt a little swollen, but not much. When she touched it, it shot pain to her pain so she knew it was greatly bruised. She stood up, using the wall for balance and walked to the door. She tried opening, but when all attempts failed, she again resumed her place on the floor.
Vanessa didn't know how long she was down there, an hour, a day, or even a month. It wasn't as if she could keep track. She heard a noise, the first one in ages that wasn't made by her. She stood quickly, as she faintly heard a curse being muttered and the door swinging open. The figure walked in.
"Lord Voldemort wishes to see you, your highness," the cold voice drew on.
"Don't fucking call me that!," she growled.
"Follow me.," the voice said and turned around.
Vanessa followed watching everything. The walk seemed to last forever. Up stairs, down halls, through doors, it was a never ending quest to a destination known only to the hooded figure guiding her.
Finally, they reached a door and walked in. The figure motioned her to sit down. She did and took a glance at the room. It had a high ceiling, making the walls evidently as tall. There were a number of bookshelves covering the walls. Although, Vanessa wanted to look through them, her gut told her not to. All she knew was the books were quite old. There was a fire cracking in front of the tall, uncomfortable chair which held her figure.
She sighed. She wondered what she had gotten herself into. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She didn't know what to do. Suddenly, making her jump the large wooden door was pushed open for someone to walk through.
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Some people may think this weird and if so, feel free to tell me. While others may like it, feel free to tell me, also. Although, I hope everyone liked it. Review please and tell me what you think. =)
~*~ Starrynights13 ~*~
Thanks to:
PhoenixRae: Thank you for your wonderful mark! =) Thank you for taking the time out of you busy schedule to read my *tears forming* story *bursts out in sobs.* I would love to read your story and in fact I intend on doing that. Again, thank you for reading and enjoying and I hope to read your reviews in the future.
SilentWolf1488: Hello, my dear dear friend, I need to talk to you! *Puts arm around shoulder and walks off stage* *How could you do this!! All I wanted was for you to enjoy my story and what do you do!?! Huh!?! You... What was that? I am so sorry, you love my story, I am sorry, sorry, sorry.* Hi, again. =) Thanks, S. you deserve as much appreciation as everybody else. =)
Cosmic Angel: I know you don't hate me!! *Smiles the biggest smile she can muster* I am glad you love Dido, cause there will be one or two, I haven't decided, songs of hers in this story. I also want to thank you for what you did on your story and for that you get another chapter, but let's hope other people read it. =) Thank you for thinking my story kicks ass!! =)
Disclaimer:*Knock at front door* Does a Ms. Starrynights13 live here? If she does she is charged with theft for stealing Ms. J.K. Rowlings idea for a Harry Potter story plus all merchandise. *Frantic Starrynighs13 runs around house shoving Harry Potter stuff anywhere* No, she's not home and if she was, SHE DOESN'T OWN HARRY POTTER!!!
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Chapter 8
~*~ People Don't Know Her Anymore ~*~
Everyone burst out into applause. Vanessa smiled and blushed at the same time. Harry and Ron came up behind her and lifted up her arms as if she were a champion. Just then, it felt as if a sharp blow had struck Vanessa's head. She knew who it was and it was what she wanted to happen. She smiled and listened as he entered her head, on top of hearing screams from Harry and Ron and students among the first row of the crowd.
"Vanessa!!," the sound rung through her ears, she felt the pain, but didn't react.
"Yes, Master?," she asked as if taunting him.
"What was all that about!?! I will not let you go and you have known that since you were born. You were destined for me, not the Boy-Who-Lived. Do you understand!?! If you don't think I know you love him, you're wrong. Because in this game, you can't win.," the voice chuckled slightly to itself as Vanessa had tears rushing and pushing to fall out of her eyes. She didn't cry, though because he could see her, clear as a bell.
"You will not keep me chained up forever..., Voldemort!," Vanessa yelled as the whole room gasped, for they had heard what was going on.
"I am coming for you, my daughter," Voldemort yelled as he burst through the Great Hall doors.
He walked through the crowd as they split apart for him. Harry, by now had dropped Vanessa's arm and was on his knees for he was at the mercy of the scar which burned him so bad. Dumbledore rose to feet ready to attack if the inevitable should dare happen. Voldemort floated up the steps, as a frighted Ron backed away. He stopped at Vanessa, who seemed so weak.
"My daughter," he said lifted her chin with a cold, icy hand.
"You are not my father and you know that, Voldemort!," Vanessa hissed as she threw his hand off her .
"Really?," Voldemort said, a smirk appearing on his face, that only Vanessa could see under the hood.
"Really.," Vanessa said sarcastically.
"Well, now you are coming back with me to figure out who and what you are!," Voldemort screamed in her face.
"No, you will...," Vanessa started yelling, but before she could finish Voldemort landed a blow against her face and all went black.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vanessa awoke in a room that was somewhat familiar to her, but for the most part unusual. She made a quick scan of the room. It had stone walls and a hard, cold stone floor. No windows illuminated the room with light, but one tall, heavy door was placed as an entrance to her freedom.
She felt her face. It felt a little swollen, but not much. When she touched it, it shot pain to her pain so she knew it was greatly bruised. She stood up, using the wall for balance and walked to the door. She tried opening, but when all attempts failed, she again resumed her place on the floor.
Vanessa didn't know how long she was down there, an hour, a day, or even a month. It wasn't as if she could keep track. She heard a noise, the first one in ages that wasn't made by her. She stood quickly, as she faintly heard a curse being muttered and the door swinging open. The figure walked in.
"Lord Voldemort wishes to see you, your highness," the cold voice drew on.
"Don't fucking call me that!," she growled.
"Follow me.," the voice said and turned around.
Vanessa followed watching everything. The walk seemed to last forever. Up stairs, down halls, through doors, it was a never ending quest to a destination known only to the hooded figure guiding her.
Finally, they reached a door and walked in. The figure motioned her to sit down. She did and took a glance at the room. It had a high ceiling, making the walls evidently as tall. There were a number of bookshelves covering the walls. Although, Vanessa wanted to look through them, her gut told her not to. All she knew was the books were quite old. There was a fire cracking in front of the tall, uncomfortable chair which held her figure.
She sighed. She wondered what she had gotten herself into. She pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She didn't know what to do. Suddenly, making her jump the large wooden door was pushed open for someone to walk through.
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Some people may think this weird and if so, feel free to tell me. While others may like it, feel free to tell me, also. Although, I hope everyone liked it. Review please and tell me what you think. =)
~*~ Starrynights13 ~*~