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brAuthor's Note - *Red haired girl moves aside her laptop, and gets a drink. She comes back with a big (I mean BIG) glass of water* Well, I have no idea if any of you like my writings or not, as this is the first real chapter I've written. If you like it and want to see more, hit that button down there, after all the text, that says something about reviewing. Would it be too much to ask for five to ten reviews from you readers out there going either way (positive/negative, though I hope for positive...) before I post again? I won't require it, but it would make this girl's life a lot better, and the story easier to write... *Sips from her glass, and shifts the laptop back onto her lap* I'll start telling you the story now. For your knowledge, things prefaced with this symbol, ~[, and ending with this symbol, ]~, are dream scenes. That includes daydreams, okay? All things in quotes, surrounded by these symbols, { }, are thoughts of that character. Well, away we go!!!
brThe First Year - The Sorcerer's Stone
brWritten by: Neko-Megami
brChapter 1 - Strange Dreams and Happy Mornings
br~[Voices saying things
brFar away, coming closer
br"Help me protect the children!"
br"I'm trying, Lily! We need to get them away from here! I don't know how he found out!"
brJostling and roughness
brMovement and squeezings
br"James, no! You'll get yourself killed!"
br"Get the children to safety! They're more important!"
brHigh pitched cruel laughter
brA high pitched scream that is ripped from a man's throat
brA flash of green
br"You won't get them, Voldemort! You'll never get them while I live!"
brMore cruel laughter
brA blinding flash of green light
brHorrible pain
brOn face
brUp on forehead
brDissipates to dull ache
brCrying boy-child nearby
brCrying girl-child is self
brOther child is quiet now
brGirl is too
brStars, so many stars to see
brBlocked out by giant dark-aura angel
brLifted up
brWorld is vibrating thunder
brAnd stops
brBoy is lifted away
brHowling in the night
brWorld is thunder again
brFor long time
brFinally stops
brLifted away
brSet down
brHouse, strange house, blocking stars
brShiny-golden-eyed angel
brBlock out more stars
brSpeak in hushed tones
br"What are we going to do with her?"
br"Cast a very complex spell."
br"What will it do?"
br"Wipe away peoples' memories, rename her, hide this.
brThough nothing will hide the hair or make Voldemort forget or make forget those people who really matter."
br"Like us."
br"And her parents, as well."
brNo more words I can understand
brOnly unintelligible ones
brBrilliant flash of silver-blue light
brSilver-angel's smiling face
br"It seems to have worked!"
brGolden-eyed angel's happy face too.
br"You're right, it seems to have."
brDark-aura angel speaks
br"Kin Ah say goodbye?"
br"Go ahead, although you will see them again."
brStrange whiskery feeling on face
brKind of tickly
brMore howlings in the night
br"You'll wake them all up."
br"Ah jest can't believe it..."
br"Don't worry, they'll be fine."
brAll the angels leave
brSleepy feeling pulling...
br"...Me time to think
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brAnd I'll be dancing with myself
brOh dancing with myself
brOh dancing with myself
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance..."
brAnd that was Billy Idol's "Dancing with Myself" We'll be back after these commercials!"
brKianara sat up with a start, the music having startled her awake.
br{"Whoa, that was a strange dream. It seems very familiar... what all was in it? Green light, three... angels? Some bluish light too... Hmm, I wonder what it means... Oh well. ...Hey! It's Saturday! Yes!"}
brShe got up from her blue-black themed bed, stretched, yawned and moved quickly to her dresser. The mirror revealed that, like always, her mainly black hair was all over the place. She grabbed her favorite outfit, a pair of dark blue jeans and a white shirt with a glittery silver dragon on it, and smiled, her emerald-sapphire eyes sparkling.
br{"My parents still don't know why I like Muggle clothes, or Muggle music, but how can you not? They're so fun!"}
brShe grabbed her brush and started to brush her unruly shoulder-length hair into some semblance of order, her smile growing slightly at the sight of the silver hair. The front part of her hair, right by her face, was silver, and she never figured out why, or how to get rid of it, so she learned to love it. In the quiet, she heard the radio announcer say that her favorite song was up next. She finished brushing her hair, and threw on her clothes. She heard the music start up, and started to dance and sing in a sweet voice,
br"Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
brShe took the midnight train goin' anywhere
brJust a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
brHe took the midnight train goin' anywhere
brA singer in a smokey room
brA smell of wine and cheap perfume
brFor a smile they can share the night
brIt goes on and on and on and on
brStrangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
brTheir shadows searching in the night
brStreetlight people, living just to find emotion
brHiding, somewhere in the night
brWorking hard to get my fill,
brEverybody wants a thrill
brPayin' anything to roll the dice,
brJust one more time
brSome will win, some will lose
brSome were born to sing the blues
brOh, the movie never ends
brIt goes on and on and on and on
brStrangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
brTheir shadows searching in the night
brStreetlight people, living just to find emotion
brHiding, somewhere in the night
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on to the feelin'
brStreetlight people
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on
brStreetlight people
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on to your dreamin'
brStreetlight people..."
brA single tear slipped down her cheek as she went to turn off her alarm clock and go downstairs for breakfast. Closing her room's door behind her, she went into the hall. Before she went downstairs, she stopped in the bathroom to make her last minute touch-ups to her face and clothes, and add accessories, like her favorite silver-blue bangle bracelet and a pair of silver posts for her ears. Then, finally done with her morning preparations, she headed downstairs.
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br*Red haired girl grabs the glass of water by her side and gulps most of it down* Talk about a way to dry out a throat... Anyway, that's the first chapter of my lovely story. Please give criticisms and comments; I need them! This's my first attempt at a fanfiction, at least the first one I decided to show other people, so don't stone me too bad, 'kay? As soon as I get it written, Chapter 2 - Breakfast Discussions and An Unusual Letter, will be put up. So you guys had better review this thing. I want someone to explain to me some of those strange things I see in ff.net, like what A/U and slash mean, because I don't get it. I also am looking for someone to be my beta-tester, so if you can do that sort of thing, I would like your help, just so I know this story is at its best. So, yeah! See you around! *Waves at you*
brDisclaimer: The only things that are made, and owned, by me are Kianara and her family, her home, and situations that did not occur in the original story. All other things belong to J. K. Rowling. I might have twisted the history, but I did it on purpose, so flames are strongly discouraged...
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brAuthor's Note - *Red haired girl moves aside her laptop, and gets a drink. She comes back with a big (I mean BIG) glass of water* Well, I have no idea if any of you like my writings or not, as this is the first real chapter I've written. If you like it and want to see more, hit that button down there, after all the text, that says something about reviewing. Would it be too much to ask for five to ten reviews from you readers out there going either way (positive/negative, though I hope for positive...) before I post again? I won't require it, but it would make this girl's life a lot better, and the story easier to write... *Sips from her glass, and shifts the laptop back onto her lap* I'll start telling you the story now. For your knowledge, things prefaced with this symbol, ~[, and ending with this symbol, ]~, are dream scenes. That includes daydreams, okay? All things in quotes, surrounded by these symbols, { }, are thoughts of that character. Well, away we go!!!
brThe First Year - The Sorcerer's Stone
brWritten by: Neko-Megami
brChapter 1 - Strange Dreams and Happy Mornings
br~[Voices saying things
brFar away, coming closer
br"Help me protect the children!"
br"I'm trying, Lily! We need to get them away from here! I don't know how he found out!"
brJostling and roughness
brMovement and squeezings
br"James, no! You'll get yourself killed!"
br"Get the children to safety! They're more important!"
brHigh pitched cruel laughter
brA high pitched scream that is ripped from a man's throat
brA flash of green
br"You won't get them, Voldemort! You'll never get them while I live!"
brMore cruel laughter
brA blinding flash of green light
brHorrible pain
brOn face
brUp on forehead
brDissipates to dull ache
brCrying boy-child nearby
brCrying girl-child is self
brOther child is quiet now
brGirl is too
brStars, so many stars to see
brBlocked out by giant dark-aura angel
brLifted up
brWorld is vibrating thunder
brAnd stops
brBoy is lifted away
brHowling in the night
brWorld is thunder again
brFor long time
brFinally stops
brLifted away
brSet down
brHouse, strange house, blocking stars
brShiny-golden-eyed angel
brBlock out more stars
brSpeak in hushed tones
br"What are we going to do with her?"
br"Cast a very complex spell."
br"What will it do?"
br"Wipe away peoples' memories, rename her, hide this.
brThough nothing will hide the hair or make Voldemort forget or make forget those people who really matter."
br"Like us."
br"And her parents, as well."
brNo more words I can understand
brOnly unintelligible ones
brBrilliant flash of silver-blue light
brSilver-angel's smiling face
br"It seems to have worked!"
brGolden-eyed angel's happy face too.
br"You're right, it seems to have."
brDark-aura angel speaks
br"Kin Ah say goodbye?"
br"Go ahead, although you will see them again."
brStrange whiskery feeling on face
brKind of tickly
brMore howlings in the night
br"You'll wake them all up."
br"Ah jest can't believe it..."
br"Don't worry, they'll be fine."
brAll the angels leave
brSleepy feeling pulling...
br"...Me time to think
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brAnd I'll be dancing with myself
brOh dancing with myself
brOh dancing with myself
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance
brIf I had the chance
brI'd ask the world to dance..."
brAnd that was Billy Idol's "Dancing with Myself" We'll be back after these commercials!"
brKianara sat up with a start, the music having startled her awake.
br{"Whoa, that was a strange dream. It seems very familiar... what all was in it? Green light, three... angels? Some bluish light too... Hmm, I wonder what it means... Oh well. ...Hey! It's Saturday! Yes!"}
brShe got up from her blue-black themed bed, stretched, yawned and moved quickly to her dresser. The mirror revealed that, like always, her mainly black hair was all over the place. She grabbed her favorite outfit, a pair of dark blue jeans and a white shirt with a glittery silver dragon on it, and smiled, her emerald-sapphire eyes sparkling.
br{"My parents still don't know why I like Muggle clothes, or Muggle music, but how can you not? They're so fun!"}
brShe grabbed her brush and started to brush her unruly shoulder-length hair into some semblance of order, her smile growing slightly at the sight of the silver hair. The front part of her hair, right by her face, was silver, and she never figured out why, or how to get rid of it, so she learned to love it. In the quiet, she heard the radio announcer say that her favorite song was up next. She finished brushing her hair, and threw on her clothes. She heard the music start up, and started to dance and sing in a sweet voice,
br"Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world
brShe took the midnight train goin' anywhere
brJust a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit
brHe took the midnight train goin' anywhere
brA singer in a smokey room
brA smell of wine and cheap perfume
brFor a smile they can share the night
brIt goes on and on and on and on
brStrangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
brTheir shadows searching in the night
brStreetlight people, living just to find emotion
brHiding, somewhere in the night
brWorking hard to get my fill,
brEverybody wants a thrill
brPayin' anything to roll the dice,
brJust one more time
brSome will win, some will lose
brSome were born to sing the blues
brOh, the movie never ends
brIt goes on and on and on and on
brStrangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
brTheir shadows searching in the night
brStreetlight people, living just to find emotion
brHiding, somewhere in the night
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on to the feelin'
brStreetlight people
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on
brStreetlight people
brDon't stop believin'
brHold on to your dreamin'
brStreetlight people..."
brA single tear slipped down her cheek as she went to turn off her alarm clock and go downstairs for breakfast. Closing her room's door behind her, she went into the hall. Before she went downstairs, she stopped in the bathroom to make her last minute touch-ups to her face and clothes, and add accessories, like her favorite silver-blue bangle bracelet and a pair of silver posts for her ears. Then, finally done with her morning preparations, she headed downstairs.
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br*Red haired girl grabs the glass of water by her side and gulps most of it down* Talk about a way to dry out a throat... Anyway, that's the first chapter of my lovely story. Please give criticisms and comments; I need them! This's my first attempt at a fanfiction, at least the first one I decided to show other people, so don't stone me too bad, 'kay? As soon as I get it written, Chapter 2 - Breakfast Discussions and An Unusual Letter, will be put up. So you guys had better review this thing. I want someone to explain to me some of those strange things I see in ff.net, like what A/U and slash mean, because I don't get it. I also am looking for someone to be my beta-tester, so if you can do that sort of thing, I would like your help, just so I know this story is at its best. So, yeah! See you around! *Waves at you*
brDisclaimer: The only things that are made, and owned, by me are Kianara and her family, her home, and situations that did not occur in the original story. All other things belong to J. K. Rowling. I might have twisted the history, but I did it on purpose, so flames are strongly discouraged...
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