I'm back! I know, I was gone longer than iw as actually supposed to be. I ended up staying at my brothers' apartment an extra day, then got home and had no internet. Oh yay. I came back to mostly good reviews, with the exception of one idiotic jerk. I know I've never said this before, but I never thought anyone would be stupid enough to accuse me of wanting to fall in love with a character in Harry potter. First of all, ew at falling in love with characters of any book, second, I'm already in love. Now. The reason I write Harry Potter fiction with an original character? Because I like the Harry Potter siutaions, and I can't see Draco, who is in my favorite situation, being with any of the characters. So I made my own character, gave her a reason for being there, gave her a name to fit in, gave her traits to fit in, and DUH DUM! SHE'S DONE! So gta3thjs, if you're reading this, fuck you. ^^ To all the other reviewers, you're all nice, caring, perfectly decent people who aren't so insecure as to go and try to insult a writer! :D Anyway, on with the story. It's probably going to go waaaaaaay different than the actual book, but oh well.
Oh, by the way. I have windows now, so I'm not used to this. Forgive any mistakes are weird things. No spell checker on this, either. ;.;
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"Come on, get up Sable!" Draco's voice spoke, waking her up slowly.
"Go away," she murmured, rolling over to ignore him.
"Come on," Draco said, pulling the covers off her. "Come eat breakfast."
"Not hungry, go away," she said, reaching for the blankets again.
"Up!" Draco said, pulling her leg until she fell off the bed.
"Hey!" Sable sat up and glared at him. "I was trying to sleep!"
"It's noon," Draco said, raising an eyebrow. "I said breakfast, but it'd be lunch. Dumbledore sent me to get you. You have to get up."
"Dumbledore?"
"Yes, Dumbledore," Draco said, pulling her up, grabbing a brush, and placing it in her hand. "He said to get ready, eat lunch, then go see him."
"What about? Why'd he ask you to tell me? Why is my hair filled with knots?"
"I don't know, I don't know, and I don't fucking know," Draco said, rolling his eyes. "Hurry up, I'm starving."
"Yeah yeah yeah," Sable said, yawning.
"Sable," Draco said as she finished getting ready. "I just wanted to say, be prepared. Whatever he tells you, I don't think it's gonna be good."
"Why?" Sable asked, looking at him curiously.
"All of the teachers have been acting kind of weird this morning, and when Dumbledore talked to me he looked and sounded different than usual," Draco said, shrugging. "But I dunno, come on, let's go."
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Sable sat, pushing the food on her plate around. Draco was beside her, and Vincent and Gregory, as usual, sat across from them. She wished she could just go talk to Dumbledore about whatever it was he wanted, but he had insisted she eat first. Now he was watchnig her like a hawk, a look in his eyes like she had never seen on him before. She shoved a spoonful of food into her mouth, trying not to grimace as she chewed and swallowed. Suddenly Dumbledore was in front of her, leading her to the side of the room where they wouldn't be heard.
"I've talked to a few of the teachers, and we're ready to make the announcement," Dumbledore said, holding a hand up to keep her from interupting. "But you deserve to know first."
"Know what?" Sable asked suspiciously.
"Voldemort has been defeated," Dumbledore said.
"Really?" Sable's eyes went wide. "Why do I deserve to know this first? Shouldn't you be telling Harry or something?"
"Sable, he was defeated at a very large cost," Dumbledore sighed. "Look around, tell me anything peculiar you see."
"Um" Sable looked around the room, but turned back as she saw nothing. "I don't know."
"The Teacher's Table," he said gently.
Feeling a sudden dread, Sable turned and looked at the teacher's table, to an empty spot. "Sevvy?"
"I'm sorry, Sable," Dumbledore said apologetically.
"Can I go to my room now?" she asked after a moment.
"Of course, I'm going to go announce the news to the school now."
Sable nodded, and bolted from the room. She heard Draco calling out to her in a startled voice, then Dumbledore telling him to sit back down to hear the announcement. Dumbledore's voice, loud and important, echoed down the halls from where everyone was eating lunch. But she ignored it, feeling the tears starting to fall from her eyes. How could Sevvy be gone? He had been there all her life, always there for her, in his own way. He might not have been the kind of parent most people would deem as good, but she knew that he was the best parent she could ever have. He might have been away a lot, and awkward at taking care of a child, but he was caring and sweet, and even protective. He couldn't be gone. How could it be possible? She considered going back to hear the announcement, see if they were really just playing a cruel, very cruel, joke on her, but she knew it wasn't so. How could this have happened?
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"Sable?" Draco's voice was quiet and soft as he spoke through her curtain. Sable hadn't come out from her bed, or even let anyone talk to her since lunch. It was late now.
"What?" She whispered quietly, hoping everyone was asleep.
"Let's go," he said.
"I don't want to tonight."
"Please?" Draco asked, and Sable could see his silhoutte through the curtains on her bed.
"Okay, but not for long, 'kay?"
"Okay, now come on," Draco said.
Sable stroked Keishin's sleeping form and slipped out of bed. Draco stood, fully dressed and ready to go. She slipped shoes on and they left, traveling through their secret halls until they were outside. The moon was large, bright, and almost full. It was so cold, she wondered if it would snow. They reached the lake, and Draco sat down, Sable following.
"Dumbledore told everyone that Voldemort was defeated, and that Snape was killed in the process," Draco said softly. "He asked me to tell you everything that happened, because he didn't think you were ready to hear it earlier."
"I wasn't ready," Sable whispered. "i'm not ready for him to be gone."
"I know, but I think you should know that he's the one that defeated Voldemort," Draco said, staring up at the sky.
"He did?" Sable asked, wide eyed. "How?"
"Nobody will say how," Draco said, shrugging. "They said that Voldemort called Professor Snape to him last night because they had found out he was a spy. They say that Snape used a lot of power to kill Voldemort, but that he died before he found out he had succeeded."
"Sounds like Sevvy," Sable said softly. "Can we go see the unicorns?"
"Sure," Draco nodded.
They walked silently through the long grass. It seemed as though the whole world was dead. There was no movement anywhere, not even the wind stirred anything. As they approached the valley, they could hear the soft gurgle of the river. They entered the valley slowly, catching the interest of a few young unicorns. There was a flash of black, and Ethenion reared up on his hind legs, tossing his head almost angrily.
"What's wrong with you, huh?" Sable asked, walking forward to stroke the unicorn's mane until he trotted away.
"Sable!" Draco's voice came, awed. "She had the baby! Look at it, Sable!"
Sable turned around and saw, standing beside the once-pregnant mare, a small black unicorn. Her mouth almost dropped open. It was a black unicorn, that meant the black unicorn they ahd seen that night was the father. The baby, who was a colt (male), was beautiful. His black coat was glossy and his eyes were also black, but in a way that made him more gorgeous than if they had been a different color. His horn was a long, ebony spiral, that glinted with the moon's light. He snorted and stamped his front hooves on the ground, then pranced over to Ethenion. Ethenion reared up again, kicking his front legs. The black colt gave a whinnying laugh and trotted a few small circles around him, running away as Ethenion tried to crash his hooves down upon the younger's back.
"Frisky," Sable murmured, taking a drink of the clear river water.
"I think he was born last night," Draco said, sitting down beside Sable. "I wonder where the father is. It must be that black one we saw before."
"Yeah," Sable nodded.
"We'll probably see more of him from now on," Draco said, leaning against a tree. "Unicorn father's help tend to their young. We should name him."
"Name him Sevvy," Sable said, watching the little unicorn tease Ethenion. "Sevvy died, and Sevvy was born."
"Okay, Sevvy then," Draco said, glancing at Sable. "I suppose he acts a bit like Professor Snape. Kind of indignant, unruly, and solitary."
"Yeah," Sable said, smiling to herself.
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I know it was short, sorry! Things are probably going to be happening at a fast pace from now on. That is, after my break. Yes, I know, I jsut took a long break, and a rbeak before that, but I need another. I've been working myself too hard. I know I haven't been making a great lot of updates on this story, but combining all my stories, I've done a lot of work. Not to mention the stories I start and then delete before posting them. ^^; Anyway, dunno how long my break will be. Wish me luck! I'll get back to writing as soon as I can. Hopefully before school starts in September.
Oh, by the way. I have windows now, so I'm not used to this. Forgive any mistakes are weird things. No spell checker on this, either. ;.;
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"Come on, get up Sable!" Draco's voice spoke, waking her up slowly.
"Go away," she murmured, rolling over to ignore him.
"Come on," Draco said, pulling the covers off her. "Come eat breakfast."
"Not hungry, go away," she said, reaching for the blankets again.
"Up!" Draco said, pulling her leg until she fell off the bed.
"Hey!" Sable sat up and glared at him. "I was trying to sleep!"
"It's noon," Draco said, raising an eyebrow. "I said breakfast, but it'd be lunch. Dumbledore sent me to get you. You have to get up."
"Dumbledore?"
"Yes, Dumbledore," Draco said, pulling her up, grabbing a brush, and placing it in her hand. "He said to get ready, eat lunch, then go see him."
"What about? Why'd he ask you to tell me? Why is my hair filled with knots?"
"I don't know, I don't know, and I don't fucking know," Draco said, rolling his eyes. "Hurry up, I'm starving."
"Yeah yeah yeah," Sable said, yawning.
"Sable," Draco said as she finished getting ready. "I just wanted to say, be prepared. Whatever he tells you, I don't think it's gonna be good."
"Why?" Sable asked, looking at him curiously.
"All of the teachers have been acting kind of weird this morning, and when Dumbledore talked to me he looked and sounded different than usual," Draco said, shrugging. "But I dunno, come on, let's go."
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Sable sat, pushing the food on her plate around. Draco was beside her, and Vincent and Gregory, as usual, sat across from them. She wished she could just go talk to Dumbledore about whatever it was he wanted, but he had insisted she eat first. Now he was watchnig her like a hawk, a look in his eyes like she had never seen on him before. She shoved a spoonful of food into her mouth, trying not to grimace as she chewed and swallowed. Suddenly Dumbledore was in front of her, leading her to the side of the room where they wouldn't be heard.
"I've talked to a few of the teachers, and we're ready to make the announcement," Dumbledore said, holding a hand up to keep her from interupting. "But you deserve to know first."
"Know what?" Sable asked suspiciously.
"Voldemort has been defeated," Dumbledore said.
"Really?" Sable's eyes went wide. "Why do I deserve to know this first? Shouldn't you be telling Harry or something?"
"Sable, he was defeated at a very large cost," Dumbledore sighed. "Look around, tell me anything peculiar you see."
"Um" Sable looked around the room, but turned back as she saw nothing. "I don't know."
"The Teacher's Table," he said gently.
Feeling a sudden dread, Sable turned and looked at the teacher's table, to an empty spot. "Sevvy?"
"I'm sorry, Sable," Dumbledore said apologetically.
"Can I go to my room now?" she asked after a moment.
"Of course, I'm going to go announce the news to the school now."
Sable nodded, and bolted from the room. She heard Draco calling out to her in a startled voice, then Dumbledore telling him to sit back down to hear the announcement. Dumbledore's voice, loud and important, echoed down the halls from where everyone was eating lunch. But she ignored it, feeling the tears starting to fall from her eyes. How could Sevvy be gone? He had been there all her life, always there for her, in his own way. He might not have been the kind of parent most people would deem as good, but she knew that he was the best parent she could ever have. He might have been away a lot, and awkward at taking care of a child, but he was caring and sweet, and even protective. He couldn't be gone. How could it be possible? She considered going back to hear the announcement, see if they were really just playing a cruel, very cruel, joke on her, but she knew it wasn't so. How could this have happened?
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"Sable?" Draco's voice was quiet and soft as he spoke through her curtain. Sable hadn't come out from her bed, or even let anyone talk to her since lunch. It was late now.
"What?" She whispered quietly, hoping everyone was asleep.
"Let's go," he said.
"I don't want to tonight."
"Please?" Draco asked, and Sable could see his silhoutte through the curtains on her bed.
"Okay, but not for long, 'kay?"
"Okay, now come on," Draco said.
Sable stroked Keishin's sleeping form and slipped out of bed. Draco stood, fully dressed and ready to go. She slipped shoes on and they left, traveling through their secret halls until they were outside. The moon was large, bright, and almost full. It was so cold, she wondered if it would snow. They reached the lake, and Draco sat down, Sable following.
"Dumbledore told everyone that Voldemort was defeated, and that Snape was killed in the process," Draco said softly. "He asked me to tell you everything that happened, because he didn't think you were ready to hear it earlier."
"I wasn't ready," Sable whispered. "i'm not ready for him to be gone."
"I know, but I think you should know that he's the one that defeated Voldemort," Draco said, staring up at the sky.
"He did?" Sable asked, wide eyed. "How?"
"Nobody will say how," Draco said, shrugging. "They said that Voldemort called Professor Snape to him last night because they had found out he was a spy. They say that Snape used a lot of power to kill Voldemort, but that he died before he found out he had succeeded."
"Sounds like Sevvy," Sable said softly. "Can we go see the unicorns?"
"Sure," Draco nodded.
They walked silently through the long grass. It seemed as though the whole world was dead. There was no movement anywhere, not even the wind stirred anything. As they approached the valley, they could hear the soft gurgle of the river. They entered the valley slowly, catching the interest of a few young unicorns. There was a flash of black, and Ethenion reared up on his hind legs, tossing his head almost angrily.
"What's wrong with you, huh?" Sable asked, walking forward to stroke the unicorn's mane until he trotted away.
"Sable!" Draco's voice came, awed. "She had the baby! Look at it, Sable!"
Sable turned around and saw, standing beside the once-pregnant mare, a small black unicorn. Her mouth almost dropped open. It was a black unicorn, that meant the black unicorn they ahd seen that night was the father. The baby, who was a colt (male), was beautiful. His black coat was glossy and his eyes were also black, but in a way that made him more gorgeous than if they had been a different color. His horn was a long, ebony spiral, that glinted with the moon's light. He snorted and stamped his front hooves on the ground, then pranced over to Ethenion. Ethenion reared up again, kicking his front legs. The black colt gave a whinnying laugh and trotted a few small circles around him, running away as Ethenion tried to crash his hooves down upon the younger's back.
"Frisky," Sable murmured, taking a drink of the clear river water.
"I think he was born last night," Draco said, sitting down beside Sable. "I wonder where the father is. It must be that black one we saw before."
"Yeah," Sable nodded.
"We'll probably see more of him from now on," Draco said, leaning against a tree. "Unicorn father's help tend to their young. We should name him."
"Name him Sevvy," Sable said, watching the little unicorn tease Ethenion. "Sevvy died, and Sevvy was born."
"Okay, Sevvy then," Draco said, glancing at Sable. "I suppose he acts a bit like Professor Snape. Kind of indignant, unruly, and solitary."
"Yeah," Sable said, smiling to herself.
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I know it was short, sorry! Things are probably going to be happening at a fast pace from now on. That is, after my break. Yes, I know, I jsut took a long break, and a rbeak before that, but I need another. I've been working myself too hard. I know I haven't been making a great lot of updates on this story, but combining all my stories, I've done a lot of work. Not to mention the stories I start and then delete before posting them. ^^; Anyway, dunno how long my break will be. Wish me luck! I'll get back to writing as soon as I can. Hopefully before school starts in September.