A/N: Hello, starting new account and new fic! Hope you enjoy and please
Review!! Also Flames will be fed to Dudley, which will make look like an
elephant.
Disclaimer:Alternater: Is there even any POINT in doing this?! Rowling: Yes, you steal, I sue. Alternator: You don't have the guts to sue me! Rowling: Grrrr..This isn't over...
Reign of Terror
Since I hate Iraq and Palestine, this will be at the beginning at every chapter.
Oh when the curd, curd, curd
Curd is the word Oh when the curd curd curd, curd is the word.. Bomb bomb bomb Bomb Iraq, Bomb Bomb Iraq Oh let's bomb Iraq Oh yeah, lets attack That maniac So my missiles are a cruising Givin me a bruising in Iraq! Bomb Bomb, Bomb Iraq Send home the plane I'm feelin your pain And lets doin your election You had to be insane! Bomb, Bomb Iraq, Bomb Bomb Bomb Iraq! Yeah lets bomb Iraq I'm gonna do it like my poll says Do it in doses Bomb Bomb Iraq What will you do, the day I'm through I'll bomb another country that is nastier than you! Bomb Iraq! Bomb Bomb Iraq!!! Oh yeah lets bomb Iraq. So damned if I do, Damned if I don't Bomb Iraq Bomb Bomb Iraq! Bomb Bomb KABOOM!
Reign of Terror
Harry Potter sat on his small bed, wondering. For the past two years, since 4th year, the Dark Lord Voldemort has been assaulting the wizarding world, on his quest for world domination and Muggle Immortality. He has already had gained Magical Immortality, three months ago. You see, there are two types of Immortality. Muggle and Magical. If you are Magically Immortal, then no spell will kill you. If you are Muggleful Immortal, then no weapon can kill you. If you are both, then you are invincible. Simple as that.
You see, for the past two years, Voldemort had made no move to attack Harry, or Hogwarts. And now it was 1997, and Harry was 17 years old. He was about 6'2. His emerald eyes were sparkling, and his hair was still midnight black, untamed as ever. In his 6th year, he had corrected his vision, so therefore, he no longer needed glasses. And now he was here, sitting on his small bed, wondering. He was wondering about Voldemort. About the King of Darkness, as was his new title, in the middle of fifth year, when he massacred the town of Rowena's Nest, killing 143 wizards and witches alike. One of them, Cho Chang, the heir to Ravenclaw. This death had affected Harry greatly, and he didn't talk for a week. So only The heirs to Gryffindor and Slytherin were left. The heir to Hufflepuff had been killed, unknowing to everyone that he the heir, was killed in Harry's 4th year. His name was Cedric Diggory. Ever since then, he had been leaving the message 'There is only power and those to weak to seek it' along with his ghostly Dark Mark, in the sky.
And now Harry was wondering. Wondering about Power. About Good and Evil. About Death. Harry Potter was wondering about absolute power, and how to use it. For he liked power, more than anything else now. He wondered about life. He wondered about love. He wondered about betrayal. Harry Potter, son to James and Lily Potter, Heir to Gryffindor and Slytherin wondered about Power and those to weak to seek it..
A/N: There! My first fic! I hope you review. I won't post the next chapter till I get 10 reviews!!!
Disclaimer:Alternater: Is there even any POINT in doing this?! Rowling: Yes, you steal, I sue. Alternator: You don't have the guts to sue me! Rowling: Grrrr..This isn't over...
Reign of Terror
Since I hate Iraq and Palestine, this will be at the beginning at every chapter.
Oh when the curd, curd, curd
Curd is the word Oh when the curd curd curd, curd is the word.. Bomb bomb bomb Bomb Iraq, Bomb Bomb Iraq Oh let's bomb Iraq Oh yeah, lets attack That maniac So my missiles are a cruising Givin me a bruising in Iraq! Bomb Bomb, Bomb Iraq Send home the plane I'm feelin your pain And lets doin your election You had to be insane! Bomb, Bomb Iraq, Bomb Bomb Bomb Iraq! Yeah lets bomb Iraq I'm gonna do it like my poll says Do it in doses Bomb Bomb Iraq What will you do, the day I'm through I'll bomb another country that is nastier than you! Bomb Iraq! Bomb Bomb Iraq!!! Oh yeah lets bomb Iraq. So damned if I do, Damned if I don't Bomb Iraq Bomb Bomb Iraq! Bomb Bomb KABOOM!
Reign of Terror
Harry Potter sat on his small bed, wondering. For the past two years, since 4th year, the Dark Lord Voldemort has been assaulting the wizarding world, on his quest for world domination and Muggle Immortality. He has already had gained Magical Immortality, three months ago. You see, there are two types of Immortality. Muggle and Magical. If you are Magically Immortal, then no spell will kill you. If you are Muggleful Immortal, then no weapon can kill you. If you are both, then you are invincible. Simple as that.
You see, for the past two years, Voldemort had made no move to attack Harry, or Hogwarts. And now it was 1997, and Harry was 17 years old. He was about 6'2. His emerald eyes were sparkling, and his hair was still midnight black, untamed as ever. In his 6th year, he had corrected his vision, so therefore, he no longer needed glasses. And now he was here, sitting on his small bed, wondering. He was wondering about Voldemort. About the King of Darkness, as was his new title, in the middle of fifth year, when he massacred the town of Rowena's Nest, killing 143 wizards and witches alike. One of them, Cho Chang, the heir to Ravenclaw. This death had affected Harry greatly, and he didn't talk for a week. So only The heirs to Gryffindor and Slytherin were left. The heir to Hufflepuff had been killed, unknowing to everyone that he the heir, was killed in Harry's 4th year. His name was Cedric Diggory. Ever since then, he had been leaving the message 'There is only power and those to weak to seek it' along with his ghostly Dark Mark, in the sky.
And now Harry was wondering. Wondering about Power. About Good and Evil. About Death. Harry Potter was wondering about absolute power, and how to use it. For he liked power, more than anything else now. He wondered about life. He wondered about love. He wondered about betrayal. Harry Potter, son to James and Lily Potter, Heir to Gryffindor and Slytherin wondered about Power and those to weak to seek it..
A/N: There! My first fic! I hope you review. I won't post the next chapter till I get 10 reviews!!!