Faded Eternity
Chapter Two- A Dream of Death
Author's Note- Special thanks to oliverwoodsgirl, she gave me my first review, and that is why you are seeing this chapter being written. ^_^
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They were welcomed into the warm and well-decorated Great Hall. They witnessed the Sorting, in which the last name called was "Volteth, Sean!" who was thrown into Slytherin. Everyone was so hungry; a few were attempting to magic food onto their plates. Then all of a sudden they realized the Sorting Hat had not been put away. Professor McGonagall stood up with an announcement.
"This year at Hogwarts," she began, "We have a transfer student from Durmstrang. She is the first we have had in over 100 years." Almost everyone was looking around wildly to spot the student, a few just waited for McGonagall to continue, "I call Val Lethon up to be sorted." She finished at last.
The students curiously stared as Val nervously made her way to the stool. She sat down and placed the hat on her head, careful not to make any embarrassing mistakes. Immediately the gruff voice of the hat echoed throughout the halls.
"Hmm." The hat thought out loud, "Too much brains to be in Hufflepuff." at this the Hufflepuff's faces showed looks of outrage, as the Slytherins were practically on the floor with laughter. Val was fighting to keep her face straight. It took Professor McGonagall to hush them until it was okay for the hat to continue.
"Not the type of person to be in Gryffindor. isn't afraid to break the rules." the Hat seemed to go on forever. "Very clever! Ravenclaw would be a good match for you." The Slytherin's faces fell a bit, they obviously wanted to be the house that had the transfer. Yet the hat STILL went on. "But wait! Quite the ambitious one, Ravenclaw is not for you then." The hat FINALLY concluded and then shouted across the hall.
"SLYTHERIN!"
The Hufflepuff's faces were furious, the Ravenclaws shrugged, and the Gryffindors had a look of disgust branded on their faces while the Slytherin table exploded with welcome as Val made her way over to them.
Draco Malfoy seemed unaffected by the whole ordeal. He was looking at Val with a clouded, cold look on his face, no attention paid to the food on the table, He looked back down to the ground with a pained haze over his features.
The entire table of Slytherins greeted her, and a pale girl with black hair motioned for her to sit next to her. Val took the seat gladly.
"Hi. I'm Blaise. Blaise Zambini." She said to Val. "Good to see you in Slytherin."
"Everyone else seems to have the same thoughts." Answered Val, casting a smile over the cheering Slytherins.
"Yeah. Us Slytherins haven't had many triumphs lately. Maybe that will change this year." Replied Blaise.
"Let's hope it does." said Val.
"Yeah."
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Meanwhile on the other side of the Great Hall, things weren't so great.
"I told you." Said Harry to his two friends," She's a Slytherin."
"Well I didn't think she'd be. She didn't seem like one." Cut back Hermione.
"So? Who cares about her? She'll just wind up being another one of Draco's lackeys." Said Ron with an air of disgust directed at Val.
"Yeah, I'll bet she will." said Harry, taking a stab at his steak with a fork. He paused though, when he saw Malfoy. His head was bent towards the ground, ignoring the plate of food in front of him, He seemed to be refusing to eat.
"Hold on a second," said Harry, "Look at Malfoy."
"What? Why the hell do I want to look at that git?!"
"He's not eating."
"So? Like I care?" burst out Ron. "Wait, Maybe he's joined S.P.E.W.!" exclaimed Ron with ecstasy, "Hermione! You've gotten yourself a new member!"
Harry and Ron burst out laughing at a very cross Hermione.
"C'mon you two!" she said with exasperation, "There has to be some reason he's not eating besides the saving of House Elves!"
"Whatever Hermione," snipped back Ron, "But when we see him holding up a S.P.E.W banner, we'll have the last laugh."
"Oh shut up!" she spat back coyly.
And with a small bicker, all thoughts of Malfoy were erased from their minds.
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Gryffindor Common Room- later that night.
Harry sat down in front of the blazing fireplace with Ron and Hermione, who both had their glares switched to a medium leer in the presence of Harry. The Gryffindors were chatting angrily about how the Sorting Hat had "rudely insulted" Gryffindor. The Weasley Twins had whipped themselves up into a frenzy, screaming things like, 'She's not in Gryffindor because she's not afraid to break the rules?! What does that hat think WE are? A bunch of arse-kissing pansies?!?!?!?' and "We could break enough rules to turn all the Slytherins into ferrets for ten years!" They all came to the conclusion of "Malfoy must've sabotaged that hat, the slimy git, to get the transfer in his house!"
Harry listened half-heartedly to all of the talk. He even considered telling them she wanted to be in Slytherin, but he figured he'd just let the twins pull an embarrassing stunt on Malfoy. He needed a laugh. He dozed off into a dream of Malfoy being tricked with the Ton-Tongue-Toffee, when the wonderful dream violently morphed into a cruelly vivid flashback.
~^~There was a great clash of lightning, lighting up the pale, thin, serpentine features of Voldemort. His emotions showed that of anger, his crimson eyes glowing in the night. His forked tongue lashed out in fury, as he began to speak.
"So, this his how my close Death-Eater keeps his SECRECY!" he hissed in rage, "SPYING for Dumbledore! CRUCIO!"
The Death-Eater groveled on the floor in pain, his body writhing with flaming agony. His hood stayed up as he tried in vain to get his voice to work. The rain was pounding on the window so hard, Harry could barely make out the words he was trying to say.
"M-Master. I. never. spy. f-. fo-. for..Dumbl-"
"You DARE lie to me repeatedly? I thought you could sink no lower!"
The pain of the Death-Eater subsided as Voldemort raised his wand.
"You know what happens to traitors, my friend."
The Death-Eater's body began to shake.
"But first, I want you to watch something I had planned." The evil serpent wrenched a figure out of a doorway behind him and pointed his wand at its head. Its' body was covered with the shadows, and Harry couldn't even make out whether it was a male or female. The Death-Eater cried out,
"No! Please no. please. not my wife. have mercy!"
"I have no mercy for traitors." Retorted Voldemort, "Avada Kedavra!" He yelled. A flash of blinding green light ripped into the figure's body. The figure fell limp into the darkness. The Death-Eater shook with sobs, as Voldemort turned his wand on him. There was another flash of green light, and he too, lay limp.
Perhaps in his rage Voldemort did not notice, but peeking through the doorway, a dark figure watched the brutal murder, tears running down his face.~^~
Harry woke up to his lightning scar burning in agony. He grasped his head tightly; hoping no one had noticed him doze off. Unfortunately for Harry, the entire common room was staring at him, worry smeared across their scared faces.
"Wh- what did you see Harry?" asked a pale Hermione quietly.
"Nothing. Just- just nothing." he said as he dragged himself slowly towards the dormitories.
He bumped right into Ron.
"You couldn't have seen nothing Harry. I'll keep the secret safe." He said in a whisper.
"Voldemort killed one of his Death-Eaters a while ago." Said Harry.
"So?" asked Ron, "Isn't that a good thing?"
"I don't know. Voldemort said he was spying for Dumbledore, but the Death- Eater kept telling him he wasn't. If a spy was killed, that's not a good thing," replied Harry, "Now I'm going to try to get to bed. We'll worry about it in the morning."
"I agree, No point getting ourselves worked up now. We'll tell Dumbledore later." Said a feminine voice from the doorway.
"Hermione, stop eavesdropping and get back to sleep," said an annoyed Harry as he lay himself into his bed, and a restless night.
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A/N thanks again to oliverwoodsgirl and please review!
~Quicksilver Fallen~
PS- Can you guess who the Death-Eater who died was? Tell me in your review if you can!
Chapter Two- A Dream of Death
Author's Note- Special thanks to oliverwoodsgirl, she gave me my first review, and that is why you are seeing this chapter being written. ^_^
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They were welcomed into the warm and well-decorated Great Hall. They witnessed the Sorting, in which the last name called was "Volteth, Sean!" who was thrown into Slytherin. Everyone was so hungry; a few were attempting to magic food onto their plates. Then all of a sudden they realized the Sorting Hat had not been put away. Professor McGonagall stood up with an announcement.
"This year at Hogwarts," she began, "We have a transfer student from Durmstrang. She is the first we have had in over 100 years." Almost everyone was looking around wildly to spot the student, a few just waited for McGonagall to continue, "I call Val Lethon up to be sorted." She finished at last.
The students curiously stared as Val nervously made her way to the stool. She sat down and placed the hat on her head, careful not to make any embarrassing mistakes. Immediately the gruff voice of the hat echoed throughout the halls.
"Hmm." The hat thought out loud, "Too much brains to be in Hufflepuff." at this the Hufflepuff's faces showed looks of outrage, as the Slytherins were practically on the floor with laughter. Val was fighting to keep her face straight. It took Professor McGonagall to hush them until it was okay for the hat to continue.
"Not the type of person to be in Gryffindor. isn't afraid to break the rules." the Hat seemed to go on forever. "Very clever! Ravenclaw would be a good match for you." The Slytherin's faces fell a bit, they obviously wanted to be the house that had the transfer. Yet the hat STILL went on. "But wait! Quite the ambitious one, Ravenclaw is not for you then." The hat FINALLY concluded and then shouted across the hall.
"SLYTHERIN!"
The Hufflepuff's faces were furious, the Ravenclaws shrugged, and the Gryffindors had a look of disgust branded on their faces while the Slytherin table exploded with welcome as Val made her way over to them.
Draco Malfoy seemed unaffected by the whole ordeal. He was looking at Val with a clouded, cold look on his face, no attention paid to the food on the table, He looked back down to the ground with a pained haze over his features.
The entire table of Slytherins greeted her, and a pale girl with black hair motioned for her to sit next to her. Val took the seat gladly.
"Hi. I'm Blaise. Blaise Zambini." She said to Val. "Good to see you in Slytherin."
"Everyone else seems to have the same thoughts." Answered Val, casting a smile over the cheering Slytherins.
"Yeah. Us Slytherins haven't had many triumphs lately. Maybe that will change this year." Replied Blaise.
"Let's hope it does." said Val.
"Yeah."
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Meanwhile on the other side of the Great Hall, things weren't so great.
"I told you." Said Harry to his two friends," She's a Slytherin."
"Well I didn't think she'd be. She didn't seem like one." Cut back Hermione.
"So? Who cares about her? She'll just wind up being another one of Draco's lackeys." Said Ron with an air of disgust directed at Val.
"Yeah, I'll bet she will." said Harry, taking a stab at his steak with a fork. He paused though, when he saw Malfoy. His head was bent towards the ground, ignoring the plate of food in front of him, He seemed to be refusing to eat.
"Hold on a second," said Harry, "Look at Malfoy."
"What? Why the hell do I want to look at that git?!"
"He's not eating."
"So? Like I care?" burst out Ron. "Wait, Maybe he's joined S.P.E.W.!" exclaimed Ron with ecstasy, "Hermione! You've gotten yourself a new member!"
Harry and Ron burst out laughing at a very cross Hermione.
"C'mon you two!" she said with exasperation, "There has to be some reason he's not eating besides the saving of House Elves!"
"Whatever Hermione," snipped back Ron, "But when we see him holding up a S.P.E.W banner, we'll have the last laugh."
"Oh shut up!" she spat back coyly.
And with a small bicker, all thoughts of Malfoy were erased from their minds.
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Gryffindor Common Room- later that night.
Harry sat down in front of the blazing fireplace with Ron and Hermione, who both had their glares switched to a medium leer in the presence of Harry. The Gryffindors were chatting angrily about how the Sorting Hat had "rudely insulted" Gryffindor. The Weasley Twins had whipped themselves up into a frenzy, screaming things like, 'She's not in Gryffindor because she's not afraid to break the rules?! What does that hat think WE are? A bunch of arse-kissing pansies?!?!?!?' and "We could break enough rules to turn all the Slytherins into ferrets for ten years!" They all came to the conclusion of "Malfoy must've sabotaged that hat, the slimy git, to get the transfer in his house!"
Harry listened half-heartedly to all of the talk. He even considered telling them she wanted to be in Slytherin, but he figured he'd just let the twins pull an embarrassing stunt on Malfoy. He needed a laugh. He dozed off into a dream of Malfoy being tricked with the Ton-Tongue-Toffee, when the wonderful dream violently morphed into a cruelly vivid flashback.
~^~There was a great clash of lightning, lighting up the pale, thin, serpentine features of Voldemort. His emotions showed that of anger, his crimson eyes glowing in the night. His forked tongue lashed out in fury, as he began to speak.
"So, this his how my close Death-Eater keeps his SECRECY!" he hissed in rage, "SPYING for Dumbledore! CRUCIO!"
The Death-Eater groveled on the floor in pain, his body writhing with flaming agony. His hood stayed up as he tried in vain to get his voice to work. The rain was pounding on the window so hard, Harry could barely make out the words he was trying to say.
"M-Master. I. never. spy. f-. fo-. for..Dumbl-"
"You DARE lie to me repeatedly? I thought you could sink no lower!"
The pain of the Death-Eater subsided as Voldemort raised his wand.
"You know what happens to traitors, my friend."
The Death-Eater's body began to shake.
"But first, I want you to watch something I had planned." The evil serpent wrenched a figure out of a doorway behind him and pointed his wand at its head. Its' body was covered with the shadows, and Harry couldn't even make out whether it was a male or female. The Death-Eater cried out,
"No! Please no. please. not my wife. have mercy!"
"I have no mercy for traitors." Retorted Voldemort, "Avada Kedavra!" He yelled. A flash of blinding green light ripped into the figure's body. The figure fell limp into the darkness. The Death-Eater shook with sobs, as Voldemort turned his wand on him. There was another flash of green light, and he too, lay limp.
Perhaps in his rage Voldemort did not notice, but peeking through the doorway, a dark figure watched the brutal murder, tears running down his face.~^~
Harry woke up to his lightning scar burning in agony. He grasped his head tightly; hoping no one had noticed him doze off. Unfortunately for Harry, the entire common room was staring at him, worry smeared across their scared faces.
"Wh- what did you see Harry?" asked a pale Hermione quietly.
"Nothing. Just- just nothing." he said as he dragged himself slowly towards the dormitories.
He bumped right into Ron.
"You couldn't have seen nothing Harry. I'll keep the secret safe." He said in a whisper.
"Voldemort killed one of his Death-Eaters a while ago." Said Harry.
"So?" asked Ron, "Isn't that a good thing?"
"I don't know. Voldemort said he was spying for Dumbledore, but the Death- Eater kept telling him he wasn't. If a spy was killed, that's not a good thing," replied Harry, "Now I'm going to try to get to bed. We'll worry about it in the morning."
"I agree, No point getting ourselves worked up now. We'll tell Dumbledore later." Said a feminine voice from the doorway.
"Hermione, stop eavesdropping and get back to sleep," said an annoyed Harry as he lay himself into his bed, and a restless night.
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A/N thanks again to oliverwoodsgirl and please review!
~Quicksilver Fallen~
PS- Can you guess who the Death-Eater who died was? Tell me in your review if you can!