A/N. Hello...I hope if you go further then this authors note you will
enjoy the chapter. I'm sorry for my late updating of this time. I am
getting crammed with homework; I do one whole school and another that means
two times the work! So I have also assigned myself to write a paragraph
every day on this story.I hope it will work.
Warning!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rough draft I have not done any grammar check or spell check on this and thought I would post since every one is and has been asking me too.
Skipastarseeker. I always finish what I start, even if it takes me forever.but that's beside the point.
Anonymous reviewer who did not give name: thank you. Here it is.
Acacia Jules: Thanks! 'Such a smart, polite child.' Yes he is because of being abused though I must say he is doing much better then I had. You get to meet Grodic in this one!
ICE here is this one and I will hurry with the next.
Mrs. Moony thank you! I feel bad for him too.
Angelwriter14 formal yes.but because of his life style.
Hope I did not miss anyone.
The man looked abruptly up, as if the ice, that had moments ago frozen his movements was melted.
"Left" was the only word his lips moved to form. Then he walked forward as though he had forgotten me behind him. I followed, careful not to let a noise slip through my footsteps.
" Is he haunted by angry voices, dose he remember something wrong." the man had long since passed my way, far out of hearing.
"Haunted...yes. By a whisper of a memory." the soft smooth voice bounced off the hall, coming back to me as it spun, blocked by a glass wall that seemed to stand between it and I.
"Grodic?" I asked, turning to where I believed him to be. I was met with a light that seemed to get brighter as the moments went by.
Then the light spread from a ball to become a form of a man, soon a cloak fell gently to the floor, and with it a pair of ice blue eyes came staring lightly at me. A smile, spread across the meek, expression.
"Why yes my friend, but hidden I must stay" he bent down beside me to whisper
"Just call, if I am needed". Then with a quiet swish of his red cloak he was gone, leaving me to find the man who had wondered, far after me.
I suddenly stopped, a voice reaching my ears, it was filled with worry, however what bewildered me was the worried tone was sent to my name. I stepped back on instinked, a breath escaping my mouth, the sound of running, shook the floor, a voice yelling came to tare through the air, sending it to gallop to me.
"Harry, were are you?" My feet scrambled, the carpet now feeling more slippery then it should, I could feel my breath stale in my throat, just as the mighty fire sun burned water from the ground.
A blur is all I saw as my legs ran across the long hallways, however, my ears heard every beat of footsteps, and every whisper that was spoken. I could feel the blood pound in my head, its pleas to stop ignored by my racing feet. "You check this way...I'll go this way" I did not take a moment to think of the words the person had spoken, but I urged my feet faster as I heard there steps.
Warning!!!!!!!!!!!!! Rough draft I have not done any grammar check or spell check on this and thought I would post since every one is and has been asking me too.
Skipastarseeker. I always finish what I start, even if it takes me forever.but that's beside the point.
Anonymous reviewer who did not give name: thank you. Here it is.
Acacia Jules: Thanks! 'Such a smart, polite child.' Yes he is because of being abused though I must say he is doing much better then I had. You get to meet Grodic in this one!
ICE here is this one and I will hurry with the next.
Mrs. Moony thank you! I feel bad for him too.
Angelwriter14 formal yes.but because of his life style.
Hope I did not miss anyone.
The man looked abruptly up, as if the ice, that had moments ago frozen his movements was melted.
"Left" was the only word his lips moved to form. Then he walked forward as though he had forgotten me behind him. I followed, careful not to let a noise slip through my footsteps.
" Is he haunted by angry voices, dose he remember something wrong." the man had long since passed my way, far out of hearing.
"Haunted...yes. By a whisper of a memory." the soft smooth voice bounced off the hall, coming back to me as it spun, blocked by a glass wall that seemed to stand between it and I.
"Grodic?" I asked, turning to where I believed him to be. I was met with a light that seemed to get brighter as the moments went by.
Then the light spread from a ball to become a form of a man, soon a cloak fell gently to the floor, and with it a pair of ice blue eyes came staring lightly at me. A smile, spread across the meek, expression.
"Why yes my friend, but hidden I must stay" he bent down beside me to whisper
"Just call, if I am needed". Then with a quiet swish of his red cloak he was gone, leaving me to find the man who had wondered, far after me.
I suddenly stopped, a voice reaching my ears, it was filled with worry, however what bewildered me was the worried tone was sent to my name. I stepped back on instinked, a breath escaping my mouth, the sound of running, shook the floor, a voice yelling came to tare through the air, sending it to gallop to me.
"Harry, were are you?" My feet scrambled, the carpet now feeling more slippery then it should, I could feel my breath stale in my throat, just as the mighty fire sun burned water from the ground.
A blur is all I saw as my legs ran across the long hallways, however, my ears heard every beat of footsteps, and every whisper that was spoken. I could feel the blood pound in my head, its pleas to stop ignored by my racing feet. "You check this way...I'll go this way" I did not take a moment to think of the words the person had spoken, but I urged my feet faster as I heard there steps.