Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings or Aryante
(because she owns herself)
Aryante: That I do!
Me: oh, yeah she's helping me write this one! Thanks!
Aryante: you're quite welcome! You know I love Harry Potter bashing! *grins evilly*
Chapter Whatever - Freaky
Harry couldn't sleep; he had the feeling that he must do something. He slowly got up and grabbed for his invisibility cloak. Glancing quickly at a sleeping Ron, he left the dormitory. The empty common room was eerie and sent shivers tingling up his spine. The fireplace had a glowing log in it and the room was silent. Harry slipped the cloak carefully over himself and padded quietly out of the room.
He didn't know where to go. Suddenly, his head started pounding, thumping hard making him feel dizzy. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. It didn't feel like Voldemort. It was weaker. Harry a got a very stupid idea in his mind as he continued down the stairs to the Dungeon, the blank wall, until the entrance to the Slytherin common room was in front of him. Harry tried as many passwords as he could think of until the one 'mudblood' opened the door.
Inside was a slightly depressing sort of room. It was cold and dark. There was a Slytherin first year asleep on a chair. Looking around he noticed Draco asleep at a table near a pile of books.
"Weird," muttered Harry to himself, "Draco? Studying? Now I know something weird and a bit disturbing is going on! "
Harry started walking again. This time in the direction of the stairs leading to the girls dorms. He walked down a corridor until he noticed a sign on one of the doors reading 'Anyone who dares enter shall suffer a fate many times worse than death and a million times more painful than imaginable'.
"It must be her room" mumbled Harry to himself as he quietly opened the door.
He entered the room to find that it was surprisingly large. He looked around at the dark blue walls with sparkling pictures of stars and a full moon on the ceiling. As he ventured further into the room he noticed the blue walls were smothered by posters and cut outs of characters that he guessed were from that Lord of the Rings thing, as well as something else. He looked closer he realized that they were snapshots of.. DRACO!?!?!. His feet padded silently over the cold marble floor and he peered at the gorgeous king sized bed. From the bed he could hear the sleeping girl giggle fitfully in her sleep.
'Freaky.' thought Harry.
Then the girl, Aryante, began mumbling sleepily to herself.
"I'll kill him! He'll pay! I'll make him suffer! He'll die! Potter, you'll die slowly and painfully!"
Harry turned to leave but a light suddenly flickered on and the door locked. Gulping, Harry turned to face Aryante who was now sitting upright in her bed.
"Someone's in here" Aryante said to herself, "It's you isn't it? I know it's you, Harry Potter!"
Harry tried to open the door but it was stuck fast and he turned back to look at the now chanting girl.
"Marzu suree rufrez, marzu suree rufrez.." As she continued chanting her blue-green eyes began to shine brighter and seemed to pierce through Harry's soul.
"What magic is this?" Harry asked the air quietly.
He still had feeling, but he could not move at all.
"Well now. Why is a young boy wandering around so late at night? And in the girls dormitory's! You sneaky little thing. I bet you were perving! Though, that's not surprising for a loser like you!" Aryante said this as grasped a poker that sat on a stand near the now glowing fireplace. "I've waited my entire life for the moment I could finally see how great the famous Harry Potter truly is! Now be careful, dear little boy because this might hurt just a touch!"
As Aryante prepared to stab Harry, thoughts raced through his mind: 'Why did I come here? How can she be this powerful? Is she the heir of Slytherin? How could she be related?' but, the thought that suddenly dawned on him as the hot poker ramed hard into his stomach, burning and piercing his skin was: 'Am I going to die?'
Aryante: That I do!
Me: oh, yeah she's helping me write this one! Thanks!
Aryante: you're quite welcome! You know I love Harry Potter bashing! *grins evilly*
Chapter Whatever - Freaky
Harry couldn't sleep; he had the feeling that he must do something. He slowly got up and grabbed for his invisibility cloak. Glancing quickly at a sleeping Ron, he left the dormitory. The empty common room was eerie and sent shivers tingling up his spine. The fireplace had a glowing log in it and the room was silent. Harry slipped the cloak carefully over himself and padded quietly out of the room.
He didn't know where to go. Suddenly, his head started pounding, thumping hard making him feel dizzy. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. It didn't feel like Voldemort. It was weaker. Harry a got a very stupid idea in his mind as he continued down the stairs to the Dungeon, the blank wall, until the entrance to the Slytherin common room was in front of him. Harry tried as many passwords as he could think of until the one 'mudblood' opened the door.
Inside was a slightly depressing sort of room. It was cold and dark. There was a Slytherin first year asleep on a chair. Looking around he noticed Draco asleep at a table near a pile of books.
"Weird," muttered Harry to himself, "Draco? Studying? Now I know something weird and a bit disturbing is going on! "
Harry started walking again. This time in the direction of the stairs leading to the girls dorms. He walked down a corridor until he noticed a sign on one of the doors reading 'Anyone who dares enter shall suffer a fate many times worse than death and a million times more painful than imaginable'.
"It must be her room" mumbled Harry to himself as he quietly opened the door.
He entered the room to find that it was surprisingly large. He looked around at the dark blue walls with sparkling pictures of stars and a full moon on the ceiling. As he ventured further into the room he noticed the blue walls were smothered by posters and cut outs of characters that he guessed were from that Lord of the Rings thing, as well as something else. He looked closer he realized that they were snapshots of.. DRACO!?!?!. His feet padded silently over the cold marble floor and he peered at the gorgeous king sized bed. From the bed he could hear the sleeping girl giggle fitfully in her sleep.
'Freaky.' thought Harry.
Then the girl, Aryante, began mumbling sleepily to herself.
"I'll kill him! He'll pay! I'll make him suffer! He'll die! Potter, you'll die slowly and painfully!"
Harry turned to leave but a light suddenly flickered on and the door locked. Gulping, Harry turned to face Aryante who was now sitting upright in her bed.
"Someone's in here" Aryante said to herself, "It's you isn't it? I know it's you, Harry Potter!"
Harry tried to open the door but it was stuck fast and he turned back to look at the now chanting girl.
"Marzu suree rufrez, marzu suree rufrez.." As she continued chanting her blue-green eyes began to shine brighter and seemed to pierce through Harry's soul.
"What magic is this?" Harry asked the air quietly.
He still had feeling, but he could not move at all.
"Well now. Why is a young boy wandering around so late at night? And in the girls dormitory's! You sneaky little thing. I bet you were perving! Though, that's not surprising for a loser like you!" Aryante said this as grasped a poker that sat on a stand near the now glowing fireplace. "I've waited my entire life for the moment I could finally see how great the famous Harry Potter truly is! Now be careful, dear little boy because this might hurt just a touch!"
As Aryante prepared to stab Harry, thoughts raced through his mind: 'Why did I come here? How can she be this powerful? Is she the heir of Slytherin? How could she be related?' but, the thought that suddenly dawned on him as the hot poker ramed hard into his stomach, burning and piercing his skin was: 'Am I going to die?'