Chapter Name: Of a Leg and Tongue.
Disclaimer: See all previous chapters
I've been getting very few reviews lately but I think that's because most of my regulars are out of town for Christmas vacation! Also, sorry this chapter took so long. I have a lot of family in town and never have time to write.
DON'T SPEAR ME!!
I hope you all had a great holiday!
It was October 3rd. Draco had another Death Eater meeting today. He was to stay behind afterwards with his parents and they would begin his Apparating lessons.
Draco sat in the Great Hall chewing thoughtfully on his sandwich and an apple. The life of a Death Eater wasn't turning out so bad after all. Being around Voldemort gave him a sense of.....he didn't know what it was. Just the feeling of power that he had always longed for. And now he had it.
An insane smile lit his features. He had power. Some of the Hufflepuffs that passed near by looked at Draco nervously and quickened their pace. Draco ignored them. Then he suddenly realized that he was looking quite stupid. He dropped the smile quickly and glared at anyone who was looking at him. He saw the Dream Team whispering, looking at him, and laughing. Draco glared at them.
*~*~*~*~*
At 8:30 Draco rummaged to the bottom of his trunk and pulled out his Invisibility Cloak. He draped it around himself and crept through the Common Room past a lot of drunk seventh years. He very carefully pushed open the wall and slid through. He shut it softly and ran quietly down the corridor. His eyes darted nervously to all the empty classrooms, hoping that no one would throw open a door and hit him in the face.
He pulled out his wand when he got nearer to the One-Eyed Witch.
"Dissendium!" he whispered.
As her hump opened, Draco once more looked around nervously, not knowing that someone was watching him.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco burst out of the Honeydukes door and ran to the square where his parents would meet him. As he took off his coat and was sticking it into his pocket, he saw them materialize from thin air in front of him.
"Hello, son." Said his father, once more looking very proud.
"Hello Father and Mother." Draco said solemnly.
His mother wrapped him in a hug and then grabbed his left arm. His father grabbed his right arm.
"Let's go." Lucius said. Then they disappeared
*~*~*~*~*
Two seconds later they landed. Draco looked around expecting to be in the graveyard. But he was not. He was in some old, musty smelling house. Lord Voldemort was sitting in a huge chair facing the fire. His Death Eaters encircled him. Draco noticed a massive snake curled up in front of the fire.
"Ah! Lucius and Narcissa have returned with Draco." Voldemort beckoned to them to join the circle.
Draco followed his mother and father and stood between them.
"You may remove your masks."
There was a scurrying noise as all the Death Eaters (except Lucius and Narcissa because they already had theirs off) took off their white masks. Draco took note of Snape, Crabbe, Goyle (the fathers of Draco's friends...not the kids), Nott, Parkinson and Avery standing in the circle.
"Draco." Voldemort said looking at him with those fearsome eyes. "Now that you are here, you must know that you are in complete loyalty to me. We only go to the graveyard when we have a new recruit. If that recruit did well, he advances to this place. If he did not do well, I kill him."
Draco was very glad indeed that he did well. "Master," he begun, "what is this place?"
"Ah! You must learn that it does not do to be curious about too many things!" Voldemort said mockingly. Draco looked at his Father wondering if he wasn't supposed to ask that.
"But," Voldemort continued, "this is a thing that you have a right to be curious about. I was going to tell you anyways. This is my father's house. He lived here with his wife and son."
Draco knew of Voldemort's childhood so he didn't ask why Voldemort didn't live here as well. Then Voldemort turned his attention to the rest of the Death Eaters.
"Tonight we will discuss different strategies to make as much chaos, confusion, and grief possible and kill Potter at the same time.
"Oh great." Draco thought, "I didn't become a Death Eater to hear more about stupid Potter."
*~*~*~*~*
The meeting went on and on until they had gone over so many strategies and each one sounded more stupid then the last, that Voldemort dismissed them very crossly.
All of the Death Eaters Disapparated as soon as they saw how angry Voldemort had become.
Draco's mother and father pulled him aside to begin his Apparating lessons. Voldemort looked on uninterestedly.
"The first thing you have to do, Draco," Lucius said, "is to imagine, in great detail, the place you want to be."
"Then," his mother started, "You need to see yourself in a certain spot in that place. Any spot where you want to land."
His father picked up from there, "Then, in your mind, say these words: Eret Em Etarappa."
"Alright." Draco said slowly, fixing that into his mind.
"And NEVER Apparate when you are feeling emotional." Narcissa put in. "Or you might splinch yourself."
Draco winced in his mind. He knew his Father wouldn't approve of the fear of pain.
"Now," Lucius said, "Apparate next to the fireplace."
Draco concentrated his entire mind on him being next to the fireplace. He saw all of the different colors of the fire and the Latin markings engraved in the stone.
"Eret Em Etarappa!" he said focusing very hard. He felt his body being painlessly broken into a million tiny pieces. A very slight, hardly noticeable breeze that was only around Draco carried him towards the fireplace. Then the pieces of his body came together to form him.
Draco stood up. He saw his father, mother and Voldemort looking slightly horrified and very amused. Then he collapsed.
Draco looked around frantically for the cause of his collapse while the three adults looked on, still amused. Then he saw.
Draco only had one leg.
Draco gave out a yelp of surprise and looked around for his other leg. It was where he had Apparated from, next to his parents. Draco looked at Lucius and Narcissa hysterically.
"Your next lesson will be on reattaching body parts." Lucius said nastily. "First you need to summon the part to you. This is why you ALWAYS need your wand."
"Accio leg!" Draco said feebly. The words sounded strange to him. He bit down hard...onto nothing.
"Accio tongue!" he called again as two of the adults started to snicker. Guess who didn't snicker. Voldemort of course.
Draco's tongue and leg flew through the air and landed next to him.
"Now this is the tricky part." Lucius said. "You need to position the parts EXACTLY how you want or need them on your body."
Draco's stomach lurched. It would be kind of weird to put a tongue in your mouth. But, it had to be done.
Draco grabbed his leg and placed it carefully next to the stump on his left thigh. He slightly pushed it there to secure it.
Then he grabbed his tongue.
It was slightly dry from being out in the air but still wet and squishy. Draco's face contorted into a repulsed look as he opened his moth and stuck his tongue into it. He used his fingers to shape it into his jaw. Then he made sure that it wasn't upside-down or backwards. He looked at his father questioningly, unable to talk for fear of replacing his tongue.
"Now you say this spell: Adromorus!"
"Adromorus!" Draco said carefully. It came out 'Athromoruth!' but Draco felt his leg and tongue melt slightly then join back together. He gingerly moved his leg and bent it, popping it in several places. He moved his tongue around to make sure it worked as well.
"It worked Father!" Draco said excitedly.
Lucius frowned slightly at Draco's childish voice but then smiled a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"I'm proud of you son! Now go and Apparate to Hogsmeade!"
Lucius and Narcissa watched their son concentrate then disappear. No body parts were left behind.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco landed smoothly in the center of Hogsmeade. He tested all of his body parts and they all worked.
"Everyone has told me that Apparation is very hard to learn and accomplish. I wonder why I could do it so quickly?"
Draco ran down the Honeydukes cellar and down all the flights of stairs. Soon he burst through the witch's hump.
He followed the familiar route to the Slytherin Common Room. As he was passing Snape's office he ran strait into something. It was Tempest.
"You know," she said lightly, "I may have a habit of showing up in weird places at weird times, but at least I don't have the habit of bumping into so many things."
"How can she see me?" he thought to himself. Then he realized that his invisibility cloak was still in his pocket. He mentally scolded himself for not putting it on.
"What're you doing up so late?" Draco asked calmly.
"Going to the kitchens."
"You know the way!?"
"If I didn't would I be going there?" Tempest asked impatiently. "And anyways, what are YOU doing up so late?"
"None of your business." Draco snarled.
"Fine." Then she glided off. Draco thought for a minute. How did she know the way to the kitchens?
"Wait!" he called "Show me the-"
She was gone as soon as she had come.
"How the heck does she do that?" Draco thought aloud. Then he swept down to the Common room.
When he got to his dorm he fell back onto his bed and fell asleep instantly. His last thought was, "It's a good thing no one has caught me yet."
WADDYA THINK?? The ending of this story came to me in the middle of the night last night and it's gonna be good. Should I start doing shout-outs at the end of each chapter? I know I made the Apparating part to simple but I'll explain that in the next chapter. One question though. Should there even BE a next chapter? Review me and put whatever you want. Constructive criticism, criticism that doesn't have a reason, or nice things. Thanks for reading!!
Disclaimer: See all previous chapters
I've been getting very few reviews lately but I think that's because most of my regulars are out of town for Christmas vacation! Also, sorry this chapter took so long. I have a lot of family in town and never have time to write.
DON'T SPEAR ME!!
I hope you all had a great holiday!
It was October 3rd. Draco had another Death Eater meeting today. He was to stay behind afterwards with his parents and they would begin his Apparating lessons.
Draco sat in the Great Hall chewing thoughtfully on his sandwich and an apple. The life of a Death Eater wasn't turning out so bad after all. Being around Voldemort gave him a sense of.....he didn't know what it was. Just the feeling of power that he had always longed for. And now he had it.
An insane smile lit his features. He had power. Some of the Hufflepuffs that passed near by looked at Draco nervously and quickened their pace. Draco ignored them. Then he suddenly realized that he was looking quite stupid. He dropped the smile quickly and glared at anyone who was looking at him. He saw the Dream Team whispering, looking at him, and laughing. Draco glared at them.
*~*~*~*~*
At 8:30 Draco rummaged to the bottom of his trunk and pulled out his Invisibility Cloak. He draped it around himself and crept through the Common Room past a lot of drunk seventh years. He very carefully pushed open the wall and slid through. He shut it softly and ran quietly down the corridor. His eyes darted nervously to all the empty classrooms, hoping that no one would throw open a door and hit him in the face.
He pulled out his wand when he got nearer to the One-Eyed Witch.
"Dissendium!" he whispered.
As her hump opened, Draco once more looked around nervously, not knowing that someone was watching him.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco burst out of the Honeydukes door and ran to the square where his parents would meet him. As he took off his coat and was sticking it into his pocket, he saw them materialize from thin air in front of him.
"Hello, son." Said his father, once more looking very proud.
"Hello Father and Mother." Draco said solemnly.
His mother wrapped him in a hug and then grabbed his left arm. His father grabbed his right arm.
"Let's go." Lucius said. Then they disappeared
*~*~*~*~*
Two seconds later they landed. Draco looked around expecting to be in the graveyard. But he was not. He was in some old, musty smelling house. Lord Voldemort was sitting in a huge chair facing the fire. His Death Eaters encircled him. Draco noticed a massive snake curled up in front of the fire.
"Ah! Lucius and Narcissa have returned with Draco." Voldemort beckoned to them to join the circle.
Draco followed his mother and father and stood between them.
"You may remove your masks."
There was a scurrying noise as all the Death Eaters (except Lucius and Narcissa because they already had theirs off) took off their white masks. Draco took note of Snape, Crabbe, Goyle (the fathers of Draco's friends...not the kids), Nott, Parkinson and Avery standing in the circle.
"Draco." Voldemort said looking at him with those fearsome eyes. "Now that you are here, you must know that you are in complete loyalty to me. We only go to the graveyard when we have a new recruit. If that recruit did well, he advances to this place. If he did not do well, I kill him."
Draco was very glad indeed that he did well. "Master," he begun, "what is this place?"
"Ah! You must learn that it does not do to be curious about too many things!" Voldemort said mockingly. Draco looked at his Father wondering if he wasn't supposed to ask that.
"But," Voldemort continued, "this is a thing that you have a right to be curious about. I was going to tell you anyways. This is my father's house. He lived here with his wife and son."
Draco knew of Voldemort's childhood so he didn't ask why Voldemort didn't live here as well. Then Voldemort turned his attention to the rest of the Death Eaters.
"Tonight we will discuss different strategies to make as much chaos, confusion, and grief possible and kill Potter at the same time.
"Oh great." Draco thought, "I didn't become a Death Eater to hear more about stupid Potter."
*~*~*~*~*
The meeting went on and on until they had gone over so many strategies and each one sounded more stupid then the last, that Voldemort dismissed them very crossly.
All of the Death Eaters Disapparated as soon as they saw how angry Voldemort had become.
Draco's mother and father pulled him aside to begin his Apparating lessons. Voldemort looked on uninterestedly.
"The first thing you have to do, Draco," Lucius said, "is to imagine, in great detail, the place you want to be."
"Then," his mother started, "You need to see yourself in a certain spot in that place. Any spot where you want to land."
His father picked up from there, "Then, in your mind, say these words: Eret Em Etarappa."
"Alright." Draco said slowly, fixing that into his mind.
"And NEVER Apparate when you are feeling emotional." Narcissa put in. "Or you might splinch yourself."
Draco winced in his mind. He knew his Father wouldn't approve of the fear of pain.
"Now," Lucius said, "Apparate next to the fireplace."
Draco concentrated his entire mind on him being next to the fireplace. He saw all of the different colors of the fire and the Latin markings engraved in the stone.
"Eret Em Etarappa!" he said focusing very hard. He felt his body being painlessly broken into a million tiny pieces. A very slight, hardly noticeable breeze that was only around Draco carried him towards the fireplace. Then the pieces of his body came together to form him.
Draco stood up. He saw his father, mother and Voldemort looking slightly horrified and very amused. Then he collapsed.
Draco looked around frantically for the cause of his collapse while the three adults looked on, still amused. Then he saw.
Draco only had one leg.
Draco gave out a yelp of surprise and looked around for his other leg. It was where he had Apparated from, next to his parents. Draco looked at Lucius and Narcissa hysterically.
"Your next lesson will be on reattaching body parts." Lucius said nastily. "First you need to summon the part to you. This is why you ALWAYS need your wand."
"Accio leg!" Draco said feebly. The words sounded strange to him. He bit down hard...onto nothing.
"Accio tongue!" he called again as two of the adults started to snicker. Guess who didn't snicker. Voldemort of course.
Draco's tongue and leg flew through the air and landed next to him.
"Now this is the tricky part." Lucius said. "You need to position the parts EXACTLY how you want or need them on your body."
Draco's stomach lurched. It would be kind of weird to put a tongue in your mouth. But, it had to be done.
Draco grabbed his leg and placed it carefully next to the stump on his left thigh. He slightly pushed it there to secure it.
Then he grabbed his tongue.
It was slightly dry from being out in the air but still wet and squishy. Draco's face contorted into a repulsed look as he opened his moth and stuck his tongue into it. He used his fingers to shape it into his jaw. Then he made sure that it wasn't upside-down or backwards. He looked at his father questioningly, unable to talk for fear of replacing his tongue.
"Now you say this spell: Adromorus!"
"Adromorus!" Draco said carefully. It came out 'Athromoruth!' but Draco felt his leg and tongue melt slightly then join back together. He gingerly moved his leg and bent it, popping it in several places. He moved his tongue around to make sure it worked as well.
"It worked Father!" Draco said excitedly.
Lucius frowned slightly at Draco's childish voice but then smiled a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"I'm proud of you son! Now go and Apparate to Hogsmeade!"
Lucius and Narcissa watched their son concentrate then disappear. No body parts were left behind.
*~*~*~*~*
Draco landed smoothly in the center of Hogsmeade. He tested all of his body parts and they all worked.
"Everyone has told me that Apparation is very hard to learn and accomplish. I wonder why I could do it so quickly?"
Draco ran down the Honeydukes cellar and down all the flights of stairs. Soon he burst through the witch's hump.
He followed the familiar route to the Slytherin Common Room. As he was passing Snape's office he ran strait into something. It was Tempest.
"You know," she said lightly, "I may have a habit of showing up in weird places at weird times, but at least I don't have the habit of bumping into so many things."
"How can she see me?" he thought to himself. Then he realized that his invisibility cloak was still in his pocket. He mentally scolded himself for not putting it on.
"What're you doing up so late?" Draco asked calmly.
"Going to the kitchens."
"You know the way!?"
"If I didn't would I be going there?" Tempest asked impatiently. "And anyways, what are YOU doing up so late?"
"None of your business." Draco snarled.
"Fine." Then she glided off. Draco thought for a minute. How did she know the way to the kitchens?
"Wait!" he called "Show me the-"
She was gone as soon as she had come.
"How the heck does she do that?" Draco thought aloud. Then he swept down to the Common room.
When he got to his dorm he fell back onto his bed and fell asleep instantly. His last thought was, "It's a good thing no one has caught me yet."
WADDYA THINK?? The ending of this story came to me in the middle of the night last night and it's gonna be good. Should I start doing shout-outs at the end of each chapter? I know I made the Apparating part to simple but I'll explain that in the next chapter. One question though. Should there even BE a next chapter? Review me and put whatever you want. Constructive criticism, criticism that doesn't have a reason, or nice things. Thanks for reading!!
