6th chapter Name: Tibi Finis An Apud?
Disclaimer: I only own Tempest Varda and Ford Aldy.Oh and the plot.
On with the story!!
Draco was in a boat on the lake. The giant squid came up and grabbed the sail of the boat.
"OH NO YOU DON'T, POTTER!!" Draco called out to the squid. The squid went under the surface. Draco was scared that it would pull up underneath the boat.
But he saw the squid speeding in the opposite direction.
"Where's he going?" Draco thought to himself. Suddenly the lake turned into a river that was swirling, moving at a breakneck speed to some unknown destination.
Draco tried to hold on to his wand to keep him from falling. But, to no prevail, the ice-cold rushing waters swallowed him up in a horrendous sucking noise.
"I'm sorry I scared you Potter!" he yelled out to the waters. "Come back and save me!!"
"DRACO!!" someone yelled, shaking him. "Wake up!"
"No!" Draco said, "I'm drowning!"
Something hit him hard in the face. He woke with a start.
He opened his eyes and saw Ford, Pansy, and Professor Snape standing over him. He was in the Slytherin Common room.
"Are you okay, Draco?" Pansy squeaked looking terrified with her hands over her mouth.
Draco was utterly confused. "What's goin' on?" he asked drowsily.
"I saw you get out of bed and walk down here." Ford said, "I asked you what you were doing but you said something in another language, the only English word I caught was 'Tempest'. You pulled out your wand and pointed it at me so I petrified you and went for Professor Snape before you could do anything."
Draco suddenly realized that he couldn't move.
"Well now that I'm awake can you un-petrify me?"
"Oh! Right. Talahariss!"
Draco sat up and tried to remember his dream.
"What did you dream about?" Snape asked, his eyes bloodshot.
"Something about a squid and Potter." Draco said trying to scan his brain for anything else. Then he remembered something.
"There was a ghost to! It spoke Italian or something!"
"Well I think your fine." Said Snape unsympathetically, "Or do you wish to spend the night at the Hospital Wing?"
"I'm fine, thanks." Draco said abruptly, "I think I can make it up to my own bed."
"Want me to walk with you upstairs Drakie-Poo?" Pansy said in a sickly sweet voice.
"No, Pansy. I'm FINE. Goodnight Professor."
Draco quickly walked upstairs and collapsed on his bed. Since Crabbe and Goyle were a year ahead of him and Blaise was a Prefect, he had this dorm to himself. Except when Ford suddenly decided to sleep in there too. Which he did tonight.
"D'you need me to chain you to the bed?" Ford said innocently.
"Nah. Just don't ever slap me again, okay?" Draco replied with a wry smile.
"If you don't ever walk in your sleep again. That was creepy."
"All right. You've got a deal." Draco said sleepily before falling into a deep sleep. Right as his eyes closed he could have sworn he saw a shadow of a girl watching him.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked at the alarm clock. It was 10:30. He groaned and rubbed his head. He had a pounding headache. He went downstairs to the Great Hall for a late Sunday morning breakfast. The only other person there was Tempest.
"Hullo." He said grabbing an orange.
She watched as he expertly peeled it. Then she spoke.
"I heard that you were walking around last night."
Draco stared. He had never heard her talk before.
"Yeah," he began, "I, uh, had a bad dream."
"I love interpreting dreams," she said almost eagerly. "Tell me what it was about."
Draco relived the squid part of the dream for Tempest. Then when he told her about the ghost speaking the foreign language she said,
"Do you know what the ghost said?"
"No! It was a different language you prat!" Draco didn't mind calling younger students names but he regretted this time.
Her eyes blazed with red sparks and she stood up.
"Don't-ever-call-me-that." She said evenly spacing her words and reaching for her wand.
"Alacio!"
Draco was suddenly thrown against the wall and bound there with brass snakes. They wrapped around him tighter each time he took a breath.
"Now," Tempest said calmly, "What did the ghost say?"
Draco racked his mind trying to remember the unfamiliar words.
"'Tibi finis an apud', or something like that." Draco has always been an expert at remembering dreams. "Now can you let me down?"
"Hishari."
Draco fell to the ground and tenderly massaged where the brass snakes had coiled around him.
"Do you know what that means?" Draco asked Tempest.
"Yes."
"Well? What does it mean?"
"You really wanna know?"
"YES!" Draco yelled impatiently.
"Well I shouldn't tell you. You're going to have to find out yourself."
Draco sighed as she walked away. Then he saw his owl, Xena, flying towards him with a letter in her huge talons.
"Hey girl," he said soothingly, stroking her soft black feathers, "How was your trip?"
She pecked him, eager to go take a nap in the Owlry.
"Fine, fine." Draco said taking the letter and stuffing it in his pocket. "Now go take a nap."
He watched as his eagle owl soared through the window and up to the Owlry.
Draco finished up his orange and tossed the peels on the table. Right as they hit they disappeared.
Draco remembered Tempest's words. "Well I shouldn't tell you. You're going to have to find out for yourself"
He sighed again and headed for the library.
*~*~*~*~*
"Man! Why can't I have smart friends?" Draco moaned as he poured through various textbooks trying to look up 'Tibi finis an apud'. "That would make things a lot easier! Wouldn't it?" said a friendly voice.
Draco looked up. "Hey Ford."
"Whatcha doing?"
"Trying to find the translation for 'tibi finis an apud"
"That Latin?"
"Yeah. That was what the ghost in my dream said."
"Why are you so worried about that dream? It's over!"
" I told it to that girl Tempest and she said she shouldn't tell me what it means."
"She just doesn't know Latin, I bet!"
"For some reason I think she does." Draco mused. "She had kind of a scared look on her face when I told her them Latin words."
"Well ask Madam Pince if she has any Latin translation books."
"Good idea."
Draco swaggered up to the librarian's desk. It was so tall and he was still so tiny that he could barely look over it.
"How may I help you Mister Malfoy?"
"Well," Draco begun, "I need a Latin translation book. Do you have any?"
"Did you check in the Translation Section?"
Draco hadn't thought of that. Not wanting to display his stupidity he said, "Yes."
"Very well," Madam Pince said sighing, "Follow me."
She led Draco up to the Translation section and pulled out a book after scanning over them.
"Here." She said handing him the book "The Stupid Persons Guide on Translating English to Latin, by Larry Kent."
Draco glared at her. She walked away with a miniscule smile on her face.
Draco went back up to the table where Ford was waiting.
"You got it?" Ford asked.
"Yeah. Lets start with 'tibi'."
*~*~*~*~*
Half an hour later..
"Holy COW." Ford whispered. "Tibi finis an apud means--"
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Disclaimer: I only own Tempest Varda and Ford Aldy.Oh and the plot.
On with the story!!
Draco was in a boat on the lake. The giant squid came up and grabbed the sail of the boat.
"OH NO YOU DON'T, POTTER!!" Draco called out to the squid. The squid went under the surface. Draco was scared that it would pull up underneath the boat.
But he saw the squid speeding in the opposite direction.
"Where's he going?" Draco thought to himself. Suddenly the lake turned into a river that was swirling, moving at a breakneck speed to some unknown destination.
Draco tried to hold on to his wand to keep him from falling. But, to no prevail, the ice-cold rushing waters swallowed him up in a horrendous sucking noise.
"I'm sorry I scared you Potter!" he yelled out to the waters. "Come back and save me!!"
"DRACO!!" someone yelled, shaking him. "Wake up!"
"No!" Draco said, "I'm drowning!"
Something hit him hard in the face. He woke with a start.
He opened his eyes and saw Ford, Pansy, and Professor Snape standing over him. He was in the Slytherin Common room.
"Are you okay, Draco?" Pansy squeaked looking terrified with her hands over her mouth.
Draco was utterly confused. "What's goin' on?" he asked drowsily.
"I saw you get out of bed and walk down here." Ford said, "I asked you what you were doing but you said something in another language, the only English word I caught was 'Tempest'. You pulled out your wand and pointed it at me so I petrified you and went for Professor Snape before you could do anything."
Draco suddenly realized that he couldn't move.
"Well now that I'm awake can you un-petrify me?"
"Oh! Right. Talahariss!"
Draco sat up and tried to remember his dream.
"What did you dream about?" Snape asked, his eyes bloodshot.
"Something about a squid and Potter." Draco said trying to scan his brain for anything else. Then he remembered something.
"There was a ghost to! It spoke Italian or something!"
"Well I think your fine." Said Snape unsympathetically, "Or do you wish to spend the night at the Hospital Wing?"
"I'm fine, thanks." Draco said abruptly, "I think I can make it up to my own bed."
"Want me to walk with you upstairs Drakie-Poo?" Pansy said in a sickly sweet voice.
"No, Pansy. I'm FINE. Goodnight Professor."
Draco quickly walked upstairs and collapsed on his bed. Since Crabbe and Goyle were a year ahead of him and Blaise was a Prefect, he had this dorm to himself. Except when Ford suddenly decided to sleep in there too. Which he did tonight.
"D'you need me to chain you to the bed?" Ford said innocently.
"Nah. Just don't ever slap me again, okay?" Draco replied with a wry smile.
"If you don't ever walk in your sleep again. That was creepy."
"All right. You've got a deal." Draco said sleepily before falling into a deep sleep. Right as his eyes closed he could have sworn he saw a shadow of a girl watching him.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco looked at the alarm clock. It was 10:30. He groaned and rubbed his head. He had a pounding headache. He went downstairs to the Great Hall for a late Sunday morning breakfast. The only other person there was Tempest.
"Hullo." He said grabbing an orange.
She watched as he expertly peeled it. Then she spoke.
"I heard that you were walking around last night."
Draco stared. He had never heard her talk before.
"Yeah," he began, "I, uh, had a bad dream."
"I love interpreting dreams," she said almost eagerly. "Tell me what it was about."
Draco relived the squid part of the dream for Tempest. Then when he told her about the ghost speaking the foreign language she said,
"Do you know what the ghost said?"
"No! It was a different language you prat!" Draco didn't mind calling younger students names but he regretted this time.
Her eyes blazed with red sparks and she stood up.
"Don't-ever-call-me-that." She said evenly spacing her words and reaching for her wand.
"Alacio!"
Draco was suddenly thrown against the wall and bound there with brass snakes. They wrapped around him tighter each time he took a breath.
"Now," Tempest said calmly, "What did the ghost say?"
Draco racked his mind trying to remember the unfamiliar words.
"'Tibi finis an apud', or something like that." Draco has always been an expert at remembering dreams. "Now can you let me down?"
"Hishari."
Draco fell to the ground and tenderly massaged where the brass snakes had coiled around him.
"Do you know what that means?" Draco asked Tempest.
"Yes."
"Well? What does it mean?"
"You really wanna know?"
"YES!" Draco yelled impatiently.
"Well I shouldn't tell you. You're going to have to find out yourself."
Draco sighed as she walked away. Then he saw his owl, Xena, flying towards him with a letter in her huge talons.
"Hey girl," he said soothingly, stroking her soft black feathers, "How was your trip?"
She pecked him, eager to go take a nap in the Owlry.
"Fine, fine." Draco said taking the letter and stuffing it in his pocket. "Now go take a nap."
He watched as his eagle owl soared through the window and up to the Owlry.
Draco finished up his orange and tossed the peels on the table. Right as they hit they disappeared.
Draco remembered Tempest's words. "Well I shouldn't tell you. You're going to have to find out for yourself"
He sighed again and headed for the library.
*~*~*~*~*
"Man! Why can't I have smart friends?" Draco moaned as he poured through various textbooks trying to look up 'Tibi finis an apud'. "That would make things a lot easier! Wouldn't it?" said a friendly voice.
Draco looked up. "Hey Ford."
"Whatcha doing?"
"Trying to find the translation for 'tibi finis an apud"
"That Latin?"
"Yeah. That was what the ghost in my dream said."
"Why are you so worried about that dream? It's over!"
" I told it to that girl Tempest and she said she shouldn't tell me what it means."
"She just doesn't know Latin, I bet!"
"For some reason I think she does." Draco mused. "She had kind of a scared look on her face when I told her them Latin words."
"Well ask Madam Pince if she has any Latin translation books."
"Good idea."
Draco swaggered up to the librarian's desk. It was so tall and he was still so tiny that he could barely look over it.
"How may I help you Mister Malfoy?"
"Well," Draco begun, "I need a Latin translation book. Do you have any?"
"Did you check in the Translation Section?"
Draco hadn't thought of that. Not wanting to display his stupidity he said, "Yes."
"Very well," Madam Pince said sighing, "Follow me."
She led Draco up to the Translation section and pulled out a book after scanning over them.
"Here." She said handing him the book "The Stupid Persons Guide on Translating English to Latin, by Larry Kent."
Draco glared at her. She walked away with a miniscule smile on her face.
Draco went back up to the table where Ford was waiting.
"You got it?" Ford asked.
"Yeah. Lets start with 'tibi'."
*~*~*~*~*
Half an hour later..
"Holy COW." Ford whispered. "Tibi finis an apud means--"
HAHA!!! CLIFFHANGER!! If I get at least two reviews I'll update within 2 days..
: P What does Tibi finis an apud mean? Click that little button down there that says 'Go' and you'll soon find out.*smirks evilly*
