"how are you guys? Loki hhopping off the sill. but instead of walking she
floated about 4 inches off the ground. she was dressed in all black and her
hair had black strraks in it. she glided over and kissed the stunned Draco
on the lips(yummy!)
Suddenly the doors flew open and in came Gryffin. "Profesor Gryffin?!" Moro said in shock.
"i'm sorry i cheated on test! im sorry! please don't barboque me!" Loki screamed at the sight of her old school teacher "im sorry!"
"Sorry not the time for a BBQ" Gryffin said coming over to the unconcious Jareth. "You accullay did better than some." he threw a fake glare at Draco. Then he turned his attention back to the goblin king.
"Griffin whats with the plant? that can help Jareth in his state....it will can slow it down but it can't stop it from killing him....ypu learn alot of healing stuff when your dead..." Loki said looking at the plant.
"If you listened better in Herbology then you'd know. Moro? Help me bring him to his chambers." Gryffin said picking up Jareth while Moro held his torso."Loki?" Gryffin said turning to her, "I need you to get a cup of boiling water and a moratal(sp?)and pesile(sp?)."
Loki nodded and took snapped her fingers and the things Griffin needed were in her hands. "here" Loki held out the things to Griffin. she was still could worried for the fact that the plant will stop Jareths fate for awhile but he would die.....and maybe sooner than they seem think a thought hit her suddenly 'when all of my loved ones times come for them to die...i have to do it....' Loki eyes filled with tears. but she didn't let them fall....she had to be strong for Jareth
Gryffin and Moro ran to Jareth's chambers laid him on the bed. Then Gryffin starting doing something very strange, well to Moro at least.He was running his hand along his tail."What are you doing?" she asked."I'm searching for a loose scale-Ah! Here we go. Dragons loose scales all the time. They of course grow back." Gryffin placed the scale and the plant into the bowl- like thing(forgot the name)with the boiling water and then mixed them up till it was a brown mixture."And Loki, if you truely also paid attention in potions...but with Severus as your teacher...I can say not." Gryffin said
"Hey im not that bad of a student! i got all A's in Divintion. i have the eye!" Loki said in an annoyed tone
Moro groaned a VERY loud groan, "Did you HAVE to bring up that subject? Potions was one of my best subjects, not to metion all those pranks u and me pulled on Old-Greasy-Git-Snape...but THAT subject...ugh! Trelawny was sooo annoying!!....Why did I even take that suject?" Gryffin rolled his eyes and focused on his hurt friend."The sword went right though him. Good aim though Malfoy, no organs hit thankfully." Then he made another plant appear, it was a yucca cactus. He added this to the brown liquid.After mixing that he set it on the floor."What are you doing now?" Moro asked, her answer? Gryffin blew a yellow fireball at the bowl.The smoke cleared no fire. "Wasn't it hot enough?" Araie said. "No, it needed to air out, but Jareth has little time so I aired it out faster."
"WOULD YOU PEOPLE PLEASE STOP CALLING HIM MALFOY! HE HAS A NAME!?" Loki snapped at them "plus Trelawnly was exactly want i wanted to become!"
Gryffin ignored her and picked up the bowl. Jareth let out another groan and he whispered something in Goblin. Gryffin leaned his head down so his dragon mouth was beside Jareth's left ear, and he whispered something to him."Gryffin? Gryffin is-is that you?"-Jareth
"Shh..old friend..I'm here..I'm here."-Gryffin
Loki looked at the kings wound. it was only a matter of weeks....before she would have to take him away..."Moro wheres the sword that Jareth was stabbed with?" Loki asked her cuz
"Its back in the other room. Why?" Moro said
"i need to see it" Loki said. A minute later she appeared holding the sword in a bed sheet. Loki dropped the bed sheet and held it by the handle. she screamed and dropped the sword. her hand were covered in blood.
"What? Whats wrong?" Moro asked
Loki nursed her bleeding hands and said "the sword his black magic and im white magic. sao it really hurt me...im worried about 2 things....one Jareth got stabbed by a black magic sword and....." she broke off.
"But WHAT?...."Moro said dangerously. Suddenly a scream came from Jareth. "Stop moving or you'll bleed again." Gryffin said meaningfully. The brown stuff was plastered on the wound. "Something has gone wrong. The wound should have healed instantly. I did all the right ingedients..."
"he was stabbed with a black magic sword, Griffin! hes not going to heal!" Loki yelled. her hands running through her hair.
"no! NO! this is all my fault! now i could have to take Jareth away! no!"
Jareth's eyes snapped open he sat up and he gave Loki a very firece look. "YOU'RE NOT TAKING ME ANYWHERE!" he bellowed. Then he doubled over in pain."I was afaid it would come to this...."Gryffin said looking at his dying friend with sad eyes. "That it would come to what?!" Moro said. She had Jareth's right hand in hers agaist her cheek, tears streaming down.
Dieja was sitting in a chair, panic overwhelming her. She'd never encountered a death before, of a loved one, that is.
Loki stared at Jareth 'i hope we can have a merry x-mas with all of us here'
Then, Dieja got an idea, it wouldn't heal him, but I would kill the pain, and any poison, if there was any. Dieja shot up out of her chair, and yelled at Gryffin, "Hey! Gryffin! Throw me one of those crysals!"
Gryffin tossed her a crystal.
Dieja grabbed the crystal, and ran out of the room, and into her chambers she stayed in whenever she visited Jareth. On her desk, (cosmetics galore! Just joking!) were bottles of herbs and spices. She took out some of this and some of that, and as soon as the herbs that she choose came together, they formed a liquid. The silvery liquid in herpalms, she poured it over the crystal, and the crystal turned a dark-purple color.
Dieja took the crystal, and thought of Jareth. Of his wound, and how much everybody would miss him. She cried softly onto the crystal, (crybaby! She cries to much!) and it turned a gold with silver wisps, swirling around it. She ran back to Jareth, and held the crystal over his wound, and dropped it onto it. It turned a blood red, and dissolved, taking the pain with it.
"Hey, the pain's gone." Jareth said. "Yes, but not the wound....Jareth?...You, know what I can do to save you right?" Gryffin said Jareth nodded, "Get on with it then."
Loki looked around confused. she didn't want to have to take away a friend.
"Don't worry Loki, it won't involve you." Gryffin said reading her mind. "Now I want you all to leave this room."
Dieja backe out of the room, slowly.
On some occasions she admired him, others she despised him, but now, she worried for him. Greatly.
"Gryffin why would i care? i've already lost alot of people in my life...theres just one thing i really can't do....if you need life, blood anything...you know who to ask" Loki asked tears filly her eyes.
Gryffin nodded to his former student.Then he turned to Moro, "Moro? You trust me?". She nodded and left too."No matter what you hear, do not open this door. That clear?"
Loki stared and said "Gryffin i hope you know what your doing....i can't another loss....partically one thats my fault..." and she closed the door.
"You and Moro blame your selves for things, you couldn't possibly prevented..." Gryffin said then he turned toward Jareth."I'm going to put you in a deep sleep. When you wake, you'll be good as new....almost.." Jareth nodded and fell asleep as soon as the spell hit him.
"Moro im sorry...i really could have prevented this...i watching when Draco and Jareth were fighting and when Jareth was stabbed...im sorry...its my fault this happened........" Loki said tears streaming down her face.
Dieja leaned against the wall outside the room. She didn't cry, but instead got a HUGE headache.
"Its not your fault. I trust Gryffin, just as I trust you. Jareth will be alright. Chrismas will be a great one this year."Moro said
"i trust Gryffin....." Loki broke off "im going to talk to Draco see you later." with that she disappeared
Spike, a vampyre, was out walking in Sunnydale, smoking. IT was nighttime, and the streets were quiet. (this is before the demented chip...)
Gryffin was exhausted. That had taken more out of him then he expected. Jareth now, instead of haveing a bloody hole in his stomach, now only had a faint scar. Gryffin laid down on the hearth rug by the roaring blue-fired fireplace, and fell into a dreamless sleep.The great dragon, also bore the same scar....
LOki walked in and saw Doaco sitting on the bed rocking Ana to sleep. "hello Draco" Loki said quietly. she kissed his forehead.
Moro, Casera, and Araie headed toward the library.
Draco looked up at her, his silver eyes full of concern and sadness. "how is he? he said..." Loki cut him off. "its OK i was watching". "watching from where?" Draco asked. "from the roof" loki said sheepishly.
Moro opened the library doors, walked in and searched the shelves for a random book."All About Vampyres, and the most Wanted Ones...sounds cool." Moro brought the book over to her regular seat and read while casera was reading a book on wolves...and Araie..well he slept on the hearth rug by the fireplace.
Dieja stared at the screen, until the batteries died. (about five minutes... don't work long in the Underground...)
"'Known as William The Bloody. Earned his nickname from torturing his victims with railroad spikes.....'(I GOT THIS FROM THE BUFFY EPIOSODE WHERE SPIKE FIRST COMES IN) Interesting.." Moro had been reading her book of vapyres, when she came across a vamypre named Spike.
Loki and Draco walked ont to the snowy balcony. Loki took Ana from Draco and held her close. "Loki i love you so much...and i will never let you go' Draco said kissing her lightly
Araie looked up from his book and at Moro. "How old is this 'Spike'?" he asked
Loki looked up at Draco. she stared into his silver eyes.
Dieja stood up silently. (*gasp* *wheeze..*)
"He is 162 years old. Why?" Moro said looking at Araie. "Just wondering.." he anwered. Dieja sighed, as Alex scampered out of the room, STILL oblivios. She ran her tounge along her top row of teeth, with her mouth closed.(okay... I'm like, on a dry~spell... I can't think of anything GOOD...)
She walked over to her closet, This was the closet she used when she first came to the Underground, and this was the room she first stayed in. She opened it up, and inside were moth-eaten stuffed animals, a really old quilt,a few other things, like a mirror, and a purse, Very old indeed. Dieja pulled out a book, and the title was: William The Bloody.
It was from, when she was a little girl, and she dreamed of goblins witches, faeries, and most of all vampyres. Not that she was GOTHIC...
Casera had fallen asleep in her chair, Araie was chewing on a large bone that he'd got from the castle kitchens' earlier. Moro was sketching a wolf pic on a sketch pad. Moro finished with the wolf pic she added color. It looked so real. Then out of nowhere something jumped on her lap. "Socks?! Don't do that!" Moro said to the old tan with white paws cat. But she could never stay mad forever to her beloved cat. He'd been in the family for a very long time. She never really liked cats, but when she got Socks, that changed. Moro had a lot of pets. A dog named Moonshadow or Shadow for short was currently at Hogwarts. She was an all black mix with a white cresent moon on her belly.
Dieja openeed the book, an touched its yellow-rimmed pages, and sat down on her bed, reading. (how long is liz grounded 4...)
Sira was her snowy owl. And then there was Fire Arrow, or Arrow, who was a phoenix.He'd been in the family forever it seemed. He was living in the castle, but but was seldom seen until Moro called on him. Moro started to draw a dragon. Gryffin.
Dieja read, the introduction: William The Bloody,
A vampyre that greatly lives up to his name, for he is known for killing his victims with railroad spikes. Dieja raised an eyebrow. Railroad spikes? This guy was crazy. Dieja didn't belive in vampyres anymore, she didn't know why, but, she just... didn't.
Gryffin was one dragon with a mysteriousand compilcated past. All Moro knew was that he was once human, that he had two adult daughters, and 5 hatchlings. Then she got an idea. 'There's bound to be a book on him in here..' she thought and she went looking through as many books as she could find on dragons.
Dieja rolled her eyes and put the book away. She headed down to the library, and was surprised to see Moro there. Without any1 noticing, (hopefully) Dieja quietly pulled out the first book on poetry she saw.
It was called: "Why Am I Grown So Cold? Poems of the Unknowable" She silently sat down in an armchair, and opened it up to the first page, that had on it a poem about, well, look at that... a poem that greatly reminded her of Jareth:
There was a Grey Owl at sunset,
There was a white owl at sunrise,
hooting softly around me,
He brought terror to my heart.
"Oh, hi Dieja,"Moro said looking up from the book, Down In History Dragons, "what are you reading?"
Dieja looked up. "Oh, Uh... a book with poems in it... she held up the dusty old book. She then looked down and read another short poem. (I'm sorry, I LOVE poetry!)
Just Now,
Out of the strange,
A white moth flew:
Why am I grown so cold?
Dieja shivered. She was chilled to the bone. Something was wrong with this book...
MOro shrugged and kept on reading. A few mins later..."AH-HA!!!!" she said...a bit loudly. "Sorry, I just found so really neat info on Gryffin."
Dieja looked up from her book, and said:
"Really? What?"
"Get this: Gryffin was bitten by a were-dragon....874 years ago!!...Wow..anyway..um, also he had a wife named Veronica. An all white dragon with brown eyes." Moro said.
Dieja raiesed her eyebrows. "Really? I never knew he was human... his personality is really like a human's, though... he's so polite...
"He was friends with a red dragon named Bruno. Also that he has two daughters named Krystal and Jane. And 5 hatchlings. Yeah I knew that. Krystal, Jane and hatchlings were at our school during the war. You, know about the war right?" Moro asked
Dieja looked confused... "war... what?"
"There was a war in mine and Loki's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A terrible war between humans, centaurs, and mage dragons, against a Dark Lord named Voldemort, and the nightmare of a dragon, King Black, who was as black as black could get. And of course, Voldemort's followers, the Death Eaters. Gryffin had defeated King Black 28 years earlier but he had fled and joined with Voldemort. Gryffin and Jareth- yup you heard me right Jareth, destroyed King Black and Voldemort. Any questions?" Moro said. Dieja stared, open-mouthed. (not literally)
She jumped back to her senses and replied:
"Actually, Yes. Jareth attended Hogwarts?
"No. He did not, he taught there for 3 years though." Moro said.
Suddenly the doors flew open and in came Gryffin. "Profesor Gryffin?!" Moro said in shock.
"i'm sorry i cheated on test! im sorry! please don't barboque me!" Loki screamed at the sight of her old school teacher "im sorry!"
"Sorry not the time for a BBQ" Gryffin said coming over to the unconcious Jareth. "You accullay did better than some." he threw a fake glare at Draco. Then he turned his attention back to the goblin king.
"Griffin whats with the plant? that can help Jareth in his state....it will can slow it down but it can't stop it from killing him....ypu learn alot of healing stuff when your dead..." Loki said looking at the plant.
"If you listened better in Herbology then you'd know. Moro? Help me bring him to his chambers." Gryffin said picking up Jareth while Moro held his torso."Loki?" Gryffin said turning to her, "I need you to get a cup of boiling water and a moratal(sp?)and pesile(sp?)."
Loki nodded and took snapped her fingers and the things Griffin needed were in her hands. "here" Loki held out the things to Griffin. she was still could worried for the fact that the plant will stop Jareths fate for awhile but he would die.....and maybe sooner than they seem think a thought hit her suddenly 'when all of my loved ones times come for them to die...i have to do it....' Loki eyes filled with tears. but she didn't let them fall....she had to be strong for Jareth
Gryffin and Moro ran to Jareth's chambers laid him on the bed. Then Gryffin starting doing something very strange, well to Moro at least.He was running his hand along his tail."What are you doing?" she asked."I'm searching for a loose scale-Ah! Here we go. Dragons loose scales all the time. They of course grow back." Gryffin placed the scale and the plant into the bowl- like thing(forgot the name)with the boiling water and then mixed them up till it was a brown mixture."And Loki, if you truely also paid attention in potions...but with Severus as your teacher...I can say not." Gryffin said
"Hey im not that bad of a student! i got all A's in Divintion. i have the eye!" Loki said in an annoyed tone
Moro groaned a VERY loud groan, "Did you HAVE to bring up that subject? Potions was one of my best subjects, not to metion all those pranks u and me pulled on Old-Greasy-Git-Snape...but THAT subject...ugh! Trelawny was sooo annoying!!....Why did I even take that suject?" Gryffin rolled his eyes and focused on his hurt friend."The sword went right though him. Good aim though Malfoy, no organs hit thankfully." Then he made another plant appear, it was a yucca cactus. He added this to the brown liquid.After mixing that he set it on the floor."What are you doing now?" Moro asked, her answer? Gryffin blew a yellow fireball at the bowl.The smoke cleared no fire. "Wasn't it hot enough?" Araie said. "No, it needed to air out, but Jareth has little time so I aired it out faster."
"WOULD YOU PEOPLE PLEASE STOP CALLING HIM MALFOY! HE HAS A NAME!?" Loki snapped at them "plus Trelawnly was exactly want i wanted to become!"
Gryffin ignored her and picked up the bowl. Jareth let out another groan and he whispered something in Goblin. Gryffin leaned his head down so his dragon mouth was beside Jareth's left ear, and he whispered something to him."Gryffin? Gryffin is-is that you?"-Jareth
"Shh..old friend..I'm here..I'm here."-Gryffin
Loki looked at the kings wound. it was only a matter of weeks....before she would have to take him away..."Moro wheres the sword that Jareth was stabbed with?" Loki asked her cuz
"Its back in the other room. Why?" Moro said
"i need to see it" Loki said. A minute later she appeared holding the sword in a bed sheet. Loki dropped the bed sheet and held it by the handle. she screamed and dropped the sword. her hand were covered in blood.
"What? Whats wrong?" Moro asked
Loki nursed her bleeding hands and said "the sword his black magic and im white magic. sao it really hurt me...im worried about 2 things....one Jareth got stabbed by a black magic sword and....." she broke off.
"But WHAT?...."Moro said dangerously. Suddenly a scream came from Jareth. "Stop moving or you'll bleed again." Gryffin said meaningfully. The brown stuff was plastered on the wound. "Something has gone wrong. The wound should have healed instantly. I did all the right ingedients..."
"he was stabbed with a black magic sword, Griffin! hes not going to heal!" Loki yelled. her hands running through her hair.
"no! NO! this is all my fault! now i could have to take Jareth away! no!"
Jareth's eyes snapped open he sat up and he gave Loki a very firece look. "YOU'RE NOT TAKING ME ANYWHERE!" he bellowed. Then he doubled over in pain."I was afaid it would come to this...."Gryffin said looking at his dying friend with sad eyes. "That it would come to what?!" Moro said. She had Jareth's right hand in hers agaist her cheek, tears streaming down.
Dieja was sitting in a chair, panic overwhelming her. She'd never encountered a death before, of a loved one, that is.
Loki stared at Jareth 'i hope we can have a merry x-mas with all of us here'
Then, Dieja got an idea, it wouldn't heal him, but I would kill the pain, and any poison, if there was any. Dieja shot up out of her chair, and yelled at Gryffin, "Hey! Gryffin! Throw me one of those crysals!"
Gryffin tossed her a crystal.
Dieja grabbed the crystal, and ran out of the room, and into her chambers she stayed in whenever she visited Jareth. On her desk, (cosmetics galore! Just joking!) were bottles of herbs and spices. She took out some of this and some of that, and as soon as the herbs that she choose came together, they formed a liquid. The silvery liquid in herpalms, she poured it over the crystal, and the crystal turned a dark-purple color.
Dieja took the crystal, and thought of Jareth. Of his wound, and how much everybody would miss him. She cried softly onto the crystal, (crybaby! She cries to much!) and it turned a gold with silver wisps, swirling around it. She ran back to Jareth, and held the crystal over his wound, and dropped it onto it. It turned a blood red, and dissolved, taking the pain with it.
"Hey, the pain's gone." Jareth said. "Yes, but not the wound....Jareth?...You, know what I can do to save you right?" Gryffin said Jareth nodded, "Get on with it then."
Loki looked around confused. she didn't want to have to take away a friend.
"Don't worry Loki, it won't involve you." Gryffin said reading her mind. "Now I want you all to leave this room."
Dieja backe out of the room, slowly.
On some occasions she admired him, others she despised him, but now, she worried for him. Greatly.
"Gryffin why would i care? i've already lost alot of people in my life...theres just one thing i really can't do....if you need life, blood anything...you know who to ask" Loki asked tears filly her eyes.
Gryffin nodded to his former student.Then he turned to Moro, "Moro? You trust me?". She nodded and left too."No matter what you hear, do not open this door. That clear?"
Loki stared and said "Gryffin i hope you know what your doing....i can't another loss....partically one thats my fault..." and she closed the door.
"You and Moro blame your selves for things, you couldn't possibly prevented..." Gryffin said then he turned toward Jareth."I'm going to put you in a deep sleep. When you wake, you'll be good as new....almost.." Jareth nodded and fell asleep as soon as the spell hit him.
"Moro im sorry...i really could have prevented this...i watching when Draco and Jareth were fighting and when Jareth was stabbed...im sorry...its my fault this happened........" Loki said tears streaming down her face.
Dieja leaned against the wall outside the room. She didn't cry, but instead got a HUGE headache.
"Its not your fault. I trust Gryffin, just as I trust you. Jareth will be alright. Chrismas will be a great one this year."Moro said
"i trust Gryffin....." Loki broke off "im going to talk to Draco see you later." with that she disappeared
Spike, a vampyre, was out walking in Sunnydale, smoking. IT was nighttime, and the streets were quiet. (this is before the demented chip...)
Gryffin was exhausted. That had taken more out of him then he expected. Jareth now, instead of haveing a bloody hole in his stomach, now only had a faint scar. Gryffin laid down on the hearth rug by the roaring blue-fired fireplace, and fell into a dreamless sleep.The great dragon, also bore the same scar....
LOki walked in and saw Doaco sitting on the bed rocking Ana to sleep. "hello Draco" Loki said quietly. she kissed his forehead.
Moro, Casera, and Araie headed toward the library.
Draco looked up at her, his silver eyes full of concern and sadness. "how is he? he said..." Loki cut him off. "its OK i was watching". "watching from where?" Draco asked. "from the roof" loki said sheepishly.
Moro opened the library doors, walked in and searched the shelves for a random book."All About Vampyres, and the most Wanted Ones...sounds cool." Moro brought the book over to her regular seat and read while casera was reading a book on wolves...and Araie..well he slept on the hearth rug by the fireplace.
Dieja stared at the screen, until the batteries died. (about five minutes... don't work long in the Underground...)
"'Known as William The Bloody. Earned his nickname from torturing his victims with railroad spikes.....'(I GOT THIS FROM THE BUFFY EPIOSODE WHERE SPIKE FIRST COMES IN) Interesting.." Moro had been reading her book of vapyres, when she came across a vamypre named Spike.
Loki and Draco walked ont to the snowy balcony. Loki took Ana from Draco and held her close. "Loki i love you so much...and i will never let you go' Draco said kissing her lightly
Araie looked up from his book and at Moro. "How old is this 'Spike'?" he asked
Loki looked up at Draco. she stared into his silver eyes.
Dieja stood up silently. (*gasp* *wheeze..*)
"He is 162 years old. Why?" Moro said looking at Araie. "Just wondering.." he anwered. Dieja sighed, as Alex scampered out of the room, STILL oblivios. She ran her tounge along her top row of teeth, with her mouth closed.(okay... I'm like, on a dry~spell... I can't think of anything GOOD...)
She walked over to her closet, This was the closet she used when she first came to the Underground, and this was the room she first stayed in. She opened it up, and inside were moth-eaten stuffed animals, a really old quilt,a few other things, like a mirror, and a purse, Very old indeed. Dieja pulled out a book, and the title was: William The Bloody.
It was from, when she was a little girl, and she dreamed of goblins witches, faeries, and most of all vampyres. Not that she was GOTHIC...
Casera had fallen asleep in her chair, Araie was chewing on a large bone that he'd got from the castle kitchens' earlier. Moro was sketching a wolf pic on a sketch pad. Moro finished with the wolf pic she added color. It looked so real. Then out of nowhere something jumped on her lap. "Socks?! Don't do that!" Moro said to the old tan with white paws cat. But she could never stay mad forever to her beloved cat. He'd been in the family for a very long time. She never really liked cats, but when she got Socks, that changed. Moro had a lot of pets. A dog named Moonshadow or Shadow for short was currently at Hogwarts. She was an all black mix with a white cresent moon on her belly.
Dieja openeed the book, an touched its yellow-rimmed pages, and sat down on her bed, reading. (how long is liz grounded 4...)
Sira was her snowy owl. And then there was Fire Arrow, or Arrow, who was a phoenix.He'd been in the family forever it seemed. He was living in the castle, but but was seldom seen until Moro called on him. Moro started to draw a dragon. Gryffin.
Dieja read, the introduction: William The Bloody,
A vampyre that greatly lives up to his name, for he is known for killing his victims with railroad spikes. Dieja raised an eyebrow. Railroad spikes? This guy was crazy. Dieja didn't belive in vampyres anymore, she didn't know why, but, she just... didn't.
Gryffin was one dragon with a mysteriousand compilcated past. All Moro knew was that he was once human, that he had two adult daughters, and 5 hatchlings. Then she got an idea. 'There's bound to be a book on him in here..' she thought and she went looking through as many books as she could find on dragons.
Dieja rolled her eyes and put the book away. She headed down to the library, and was surprised to see Moro there. Without any1 noticing, (hopefully) Dieja quietly pulled out the first book on poetry she saw.
It was called: "Why Am I Grown So Cold? Poems of the Unknowable" She silently sat down in an armchair, and opened it up to the first page, that had on it a poem about, well, look at that... a poem that greatly reminded her of Jareth:
There was a Grey Owl at sunset,
There was a white owl at sunrise,
hooting softly around me,
He brought terror to my heart.
"Oh, hi Dieja,"Moro said looking up from the book, Down In History Dragons, "what are you reading?"
Dieja looked up. "Oh, Uh... a book with poems in it... she held up the dusty old book. She then looked down and read another short poem. (I'm sorry, I LOVE poetry!)
Just Now,
Out of the strange,
A white moth flew:
Why am I grown so cold?
Dieja shivered. She was chilled to the bone. Something was wrong with this book...
MOro shrugged and kept on reading. A few mins later..."AH-HA!!!!" she said...a bit loudly. "Sorry, I just found so really neat info on Gryffin."
Dieja looked up from her book, and said:
"Really? What?"
"Get this: Gryffin was bitten by a were-dragon....874 years ago!!...Wow..anyway..um, also he had a wife named Veronica. An all white dragon with brown eyes." Moro said.
Dieja raiesed her eyebrows. "Really? I never knew he was human... his personality is really like a human's, though... he's so polite...
"He was friends with a red dragon named Bruno. Also that he has two daughters named Krystal and Jane. And 5 hatchlings. Yeah I knew that. Krystal, Jane and hatchlings were at our school during the war. You, know about the war right?" Moro asked
Dieja looked confused... "war... what?"
"There was a war in mine and Loki's sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A terrible war between humans, centaurs, and mage dragons, against a Dark Lord named Voldemort, and the nightmare of a dragon, King Black, who was as black as black could get. And of course, Voldemort's followers, the Death Eaters. Gryffin had defeated King Black 28 years earlier but he had fled and joined with Voldemort. Gryffin and Jareth- yup you heard me right Jareth, destroyed King Black and Voldemort. Any questions?" Moro said. Dieja stared, open-mouthed. (not literally)
She jumped back to her senses and replied:
"Actually, Yes. Jareth attended Hogwarts?
"No. He did not, he taught there for 3 years though." Moro said.
