**********Please Note: This is not the sequel to Harry Potter and the Sword
of Darkness. The sequel is up. It is called Intertwined Hearts. This is a
story about what would have happened if Harry had died that night in
Godric's Hollow and Voldemort had conquered the wizarding world and
enslaved all the muggles and mud-bloods. ************************
The Iron Wand
Chapter Three: The Truth
by: DragonFae
He gave a smile, which might have been a small smirk, to Kali, as she had to be dragged towards him. The slave master placed the leather leash connected to Kali's collar into the man's hand. He gripped it firmly, and walked out the room with a resistive Kali in tow.
As Kali was led outside into an almost empty street, the man spoke to her.
"You know me from somewhere, don't you? I can see it in your eyes."
Kali shook her head in denial.
"Where have you seen me before? Tell me!" her new master nearly shouted.
"The last day, I saw you on the last day," Kali said timidly.
"Last day? What do you mean, last day?" the man retorted.
Kali took a deep breath and said, "The last day of freedom for my kind. The people you call muggles."
"Do you mean to tell me, that you were that little seven-year old that had hidden behind the door, at the final battle?"
Kali nodded. "My god, you saw me there?"
Kali nodded yet again.
"Do you remember anything else?" he asked.
"I remember that a lot of people popped out of the ground, and that there was a lot of screaming. I also remember seeing your eyes, staring."
The man was silent as if hoping for more. Then he said, " Time for us to go."
Kali didn't say anything, she just nodded. The man withdrew a slender stick from his pocket and muttered a few words that Kali couldn't make out. Then the world around disappeared, she appeared in front of a small house in disrepair.
"Well this is it. This is my home and your's too."
The man removed Kali's leash from the collar, and gently pushed her inside. The interior of the house left Kali speechless. There was gold and red everywhere. There was even a lion crest like the one on her cloak above a doorway. The man chuckled as he watched Kali look around the house at everything.
"Well, I'll show you to your quarters."
"Wait sir. I have a question," came a quiet voice
"Yes? What is it?. What's your question?"
"Well, I was wondering if you could tell me what you did for a living. You know as a job."
"Ah, I was wondering when you would ask that. I'm a historian. I do research, trying to recover what the dark lord has destroyed because one day when he is vanquished we will have to restore Hogwarts back to the way it was."
"Hogwarts?"
"Oh, you don't know. Well, Hogwarts was the greatest wizarding school of the age. Anyone who had any magic in his or her veins went there. Now it's a palace for the dark lord to live in."
The man, her master, led Kali down a brightly lit hallway, and opened the door at the end of the hall. Inside, was a plain white room with a bed, a dresser, a closet, a desk, a chair, and a door leading to a private bathroom. Kali walked in without thinking. She took off her cloak, and placed it folded into one of the dresser drawers. While Kali had been doing this, the man closed her door and simply left. Kali had never slept in a real bed. She laid down on it and feel into instant slumber. Once Kali woke up, she ran her hand along the top of her desk. A paper caught on her finger. The paper read as such:
Dear Kali,
I hope you like your new room. There are a couple of things you must understand. First of all, you are not a slave. Second, I go by the name of Sirius Black. I am in charge of a rebel army trying to restore the way that once was. I think that you should know the reason why my eyes have haunted you for so many years. I fought in that final battle. During that battle, I was wounded and later tossed aside by death eaters because they believed that I was mortally wounded and not worth the time to enslave. They must have tossed me near you, because when I regained consciousness, I saw you but you ran off too fast for me to catch you. The next thing I did was to check if anyone else had survived. Only a few had survived that were not all ready taken.
Sirius
P.S. If you were wondering, the cloak you were wearing was from Hogwarts. The lion on it, is the symbol of Gryffindor, my own house. Students in that house were brave and friendly. I think you would have been in Gryffindor too.
It was like a dream come true. She had her own room, a kind master, and a home to stay in. He wasn't her master, anymore. Sirius was her friend. Kali had never had a real friend before.
Kali opened her door and stepped outside into the hall. She heard voice.. There were a lot of them, mainly male voices, but Kali thought she had heard a female's voice too. The voices seemed to be coming from the door directly to her right. Kali walked closer to the door.
"Why'd you buy a slave, Sirius? It's just a waste of money. You can never convince them that they a free. We've tried, it doesn't work. Everyone knows the death eaters erase their memories before the slaves are put up for sale," a male voice said.
"This one's different. She recognized the outside world, when I took her outside," retorted Sirius.
"So, she might have been sold before, and then returned," said a female voice.
"Kali told me about her past, before being sold."
The voices behind the door went quiet.
"She recognized me. Kali told me that she had seen my eyes before."
"Maybe, a slave has the same looking eyes as you"
"No, she told me how she remembered how my eyes changed from black to green. And she told me that people popped out of the ground before the final battle. Hell with it, she was there, she saw it all; the muggles dieing and the screaming. She even had an enchanted cloak. It had the crest of Gryffindor on it. I'm just telling you that this one's different. Either they forgot to place the memory charm on her which I doubt, or it didn't work on her."
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*DragonFae*
The Iron Wand
Chapter Three: The Truth
by: DragonFae
He gave a smile, which might have been a small smirk, to Kali, as she had to be dragged towards him. The slave master placed the leather leash connected to Kali's collar into the man's hand. He gripped it firmly, and walked out the room with a resistive Kali in tow.
As Kali was led outside into an almost empty street, the man spoke to her.
"You know me from somewhere, don't you? I can see it in your eyes."
Kali shook her head in denial.
"Where have you seen me before? Tell me!" her new master nearly shouted.
"The last day, I saw you on the last day," Kali said timidly.
"Last day? What do you mean, last day?" the man retorted.
Kali took a deep breath and said, "The last day of freedom for my kind. The people you call muggles."
"Do you mean to tell me, that you were that little seven-year old that had hidden behind the door, at the final battle?"
Kali nodded. "My god, you saw me there?"
Kali nodded yet again.
"Do you remember anything else?" he asked.
"I remember that a lot of people popped out of the ground, and that there was a lot of screaming. I also remember seeing your eyes, staring."
The man was silent as if hoping for more. Then he said, " Time for us to go."
Kali didn't say anything, she just nodded. The man withdrew a slender stick from his pocket and muttered a few words that Kali couldn't make out. Then the world around disappeared, she appeared in front of a small house in disrepair.
"Well this is it. This is my home and your's too."
The man removed Kali's leash from the collar, and gently pushed her inside. The interior of the house left Kali speechless. There was gold and red everywhere. There was even a lion crest like the one on her cloak above a doorway. The man chuckled as he watched Kali look around the house at everything.
"Well, I'll show you to your quarters."
"Wait sir. I have a question," came a quiet voice
"Yes? What is it?. What's your question?"
"Well, I was wondering if you could tell me what you did for a living. You know as a job."
"Ah, I was wondering when you would ask that. I'm a historian. I do research, trying to recover what the dark lord has destroyed because one day when he is vanquished we will have to restore Hogwarts back to the way it was."
"Hogwarts?"
"Oh, you don't know. Well, Hogwarts was the greatest wizarding school of the age. Anyone who had any magic in his or her veins went there. Now it's a palace for the dark lord to live in."
The man, her master, led Kali down a brightly lit hallway, and opened the door at the end of the hall. Inside, was a plain white room with a bed, a dresser, a closet, a desk, a chair, and a door leading to a private bathroom. Kali walked in without thinking. She took off her cloak, and placed it folded into one of the dresser drawers. While Kali had been doing this, the man closed her door and simply left. Kali had never slept in a real bed. She laid down on it and feel into instant slumber. Once Kali woke up, she ran her hand along the top of her desk. A paper caught on her finger. The paper read as such:
Dear Kali,
I hope you like your new room. There are a couple of things you must understand. First of all, you are not a slave. Second, I go by the name of Sirius Black. I am in charge of a rebel army trying to restore the way that once was. I think that you should know the reason why my eyes have haunted you for so many years. I fought in that final battle. During that battle, I was wounded and later tossed aside by death eaters because they believed that I was mortally wounded and not worth the time to enslave. They must have tossed me near you, because when I regained consciousness, I saw you but you ran off too fast for me to catch you. The next thing I did was to check if anyone else had survived. Only a few had survived that were not all ready taken.
Sirius
P.S. If you were wondering, the cloak you were wearing was from Hogwarts. The lion on it, is the symbol of Gryffindor, my own house. Students in that house were brave and friendly. I think you would have been in Gryffindor too.
It was like a dream come true. She had her own room, a kind master, and a home to stay in. He wasn't her master, anymore. Sirius was her friend. Kali had never had a real friend before.
Kali opened her door and stepped outside into the hall. She heard voice.. There were a lot of them, mainly male voices, but Kali thought she had heard a female's voice too. The voices seemed to be coming from the door directly to her right. Kali walked closer to the door.
"Why'd you buy a slave, Sirius? It's just a waste of money. You can never convince them that they a free. We've tried, it doesn't work. Everyone knows the death eaters erase their memories before the slaves are put up for sale," a male voice said.
"This one's different. She recognized the outside world, when I took her outside," retorted Sirius.
"So, she might have been sold before, and then returned," said a female voice.
"Kali told me about her past, before being sold."
The voices behind the door went quiet.
"She recognized me. Kali told me that she had seen my eyes before."
"Maybe, a slave has the same looking eyes as you"
"No, she told me how she remembered how my eyes changed from black to green. And she told me that people popped out of the ground before the final battle. Hell with it, she was there, she saw it all; the muggles dieing and the screaming. She even had an enchanted cloak. It had the crest of Gryffindor on it. I'm just telling you that this one's different. Either they forgot to place the memory charm on her which I doubt, or it didn't work on her."
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*DragonFae*
