*~*~*~*~*Thanx for the reviews. Alana,(the real Alana), you know me better, that wasn't the bad part. Anywho, Steph*~*~*~*~*
"Why are you doing this, Tom?"His father said.
Huh, Harry thought. He looked to his right. A vioce spoke in his ear, "Doing what James?"
"Doing all of this? You're killing people, that's not right."
"So,"the boy said carelessly.
"So you-"
"Just shut up!" Harry looked around totally confused. The ground started to shake, everything started to shake! Harry throtled around. Someone had taked hold of him, shaking him. A glint of teal caught his eyes. "Harry, Harry!" a horse vioce panicked.
"Ugh!"Harry protested, waling his arms around. He hit what felt like an arm.
"Harry it's just me!" it said. Harry opened his eyes. Alana backed from him cautiously.
"Oh sorry, Alana."he said ajusting his eyes,"What's wrong? Did you know they call it a boys' dormitary for a reason?"
Alana looked at him crossly, "That's not important, besides your caretaker, Flinch, is so,"she hesitated,"SLOW!!"
"So what's wrong?"he asked, Alana's face straightened. She gulped.
"He's here,"
"Who?"
"My-I mean,"Alana hesitated,"Voldemort,"she said tasting the words.
"He's here?"Harry said looking down.
"He's not here for you,"
"What do you mean?! He's always here for me! He wants to kill me!"Harry said.
"He is my father, you know."
"I don't get it,"
Alana sighed,"Well, he killed my mother,"she hesitated trying to get the words out,"be-because she had me intsead of a son, he wanted his son to rule the world. But I think he changed his mind, because I saw him in my window."
"Okay,"Harry said.
"That was an hour ago, I'm getting tired of running. I don't think I can make it,"she said.
"I don't think you can either,"a vioce said from the window. Alana swung her head around, her hair flung in front of her face. As she brushed it away, Harry saw a worried look slide on her face. "Alana, why do you run? That is your name, isn't it,"
"Yes, and I don't want to end up like you. I did get sorted into Gryffindor-"
"Unfortionitly,"he said. Voldemort muttered something Harry couldn't understand. He turned to Alana, her eyes glowed blood red. She looked like she was in a trance. He turned back to Voldemort. Come to me, come to me........daughter......., slithered out of Voldemort's mouth.
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"DEMON, DEMON!!!!"the old man yelled. He panted as he ran into the village. Mr. Gilbert, his boss looked at him strangly.
"I know you're supertisous, but this is just plain child's play. Demon?"
"This man tried to kill me! A-A girl with glowing red eyes attacked me. They killed a man by yelling at him and waving a stick!" the man blurted out.
Mr. Gilbert blinked and sighed, "Maybe I should give you a vation. Like maybe for the rest of your life!"
"Sorry to make that so short!"a vioce shouted. The two men swung around.
"That's him, that's the man that tried to kill me!"the old man pointed.
"You muggles are all the same, afaird of their own death!"
"Muggles? What are you talking about?"
Green light flashed around them. Mr. Gilbert screamed as two red lights apeared in front of him. Hands wraped around his neck, nails dug into his skin. He tried to scream again, but nothing came out. A girl with blazing red eyes stared into his. A girl, he thought, the old man wasn't lying. He gasped for air as nails dug deeper into his throat. The girl clunched his throat tighter.
"Oh my, this is priceless work,"a reporter said."We're finally going to beat that-that scumbage!"
"More muggles!"Voldemort shouted."ALANA!!"
The girl gripping Mr. Gilbert, turned around. She squezzed his throat one last time before he gasped for air, then white washed over him as he fell to the ground.
"This is price-who are you?"the girl didn't say anything. She tok hold of her throat and......
*~*~*~*~*Please review, thanx. Steph*~*~*~*~*~*
"Why are you doing this, Tom?"His father said.
Huh, Harry thought. He looked to his right. A vioce spoke in his ear, "Doing what James?"
"Doing all of this? You're killing people, that's not right."
"So,"the boy said carelessly.
"So you-"
"Just shut up!" Harry looked around totally confused. The ground started to shake, everything started to shake! Harry throtled around. Someone had taked hold of him, shaking him. A glint of teal caught his eyes. "Harry, Harry!" a horse vioce panicked.
"Ugh!"Harry protested, waling his arms around. He hit what felt like an arm.
"Harry it's just me!" it said. Harry opened his eyes. Alana backed from him cautiously.
"Oh sorry, Alana."he said ajusting his eyes,"What's wrong? Did you know they call it a boys' dormitary for a reason?"
Alana looked at him crossly, "That's not important, besides your caretaker, Flinch, is so,"she hesitated,"SLOW!!"
"So what's wrong?"he asked, Alana's face straightened. She gulped.
"He's here,"
"Who?"
"My-I mean,"Alana hesitated,"Voldemort,"she said tasting the words.
"He's here?"Harry said looking down.
"He's not here for you,"
"What do you mean?! He's always here for me! He wants to kill me!"Harry said.
"He is my father, you know."
"I don't get it,"
Alana sighed,"Well, he killed my mother,"she hesitated trying to get the words out,"be-because she had me intsead of a son, he wanted his son to rule the world. But I think he changed his mind, because I saw him in my window."
"Okay,"Harry said.
"That was an hour ago, I'm getting tired of running. I don't think I can make it,"she said.
"I don't think you can either,"a vioce said from the window. Alana swung her head around, her hair flung in front of her face. As she brushed it away, Harry saw a worried look slide on her face. "Alana, why do you run? That is your name, isn't it,"
"Yes, and I don't want to end up like you. I did get sorted into Gryffindor-"
"Unfortionitly,"he said. Voldemort muttered something Harry couldn't understand. He turned to Alana, her eyes glowed blood red. She looked like she was in a trance. He turned back to Voldemort. Come to me, come to me........daughter......., slithered out of Voldemort's mouth.
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"DEMON, DEMON!!!!"the old man yelled. He panted as he ran into the village. Mr. Gilbert, his boss looked at him strangly.
"I know you're supertisous, but this is just plain child's play. Demon?"
"This man tried to kill me! A-A girl with glowing red eyes attacked me. They killed a man by yelling at him and waving a stick!" the man blurted out.
Mr. Gilbert blinked and sighed, "Maybe I should give you a vation. Like maybe for the rest of your life!"
"Sorry to make that so short!"a vioce shouted. The two men swung around.
"That's him, that's the man that tried to kill me!"the old man pointed.
"You muggles are all the same, afaird of their own death!"
"Muggles? What are you talking about?"
Green light flashed around them. Mr. Gilbert screamed as two red lights apeared in front of him. Hands wraped around his neck, nails dug into his skin. He tried to scream again, but nothing came out. A girl with blazing red eyes stared into his. A girl, he thought, the old man wasn't lying. He gasped for air as nails dug deeper into his throat. The girl clunched his throat tighter.
"Oh my, this is priceless work,"a reporter said."We're finally going to beat that-that scumbage!"
"More muggles!"Voldemort shouted."ALANA!!"
The girl gripping Mr. Gilbert, turned around. She squezzed his throat one last time before he gasped for air, then white washed over him as he fell to the ground.
"This is price-who are you?"the girl didn't say anything. She tok hold of her throat and......
*~*~*~*~*Please review, thanx. Steph*~*~*~*~*~*