Drumwired
By Nyassa Kaiba
Notes: Thanks to my friend Emily for Cowriting this fanfic. I do not own Harry Potter. I do, however, own Teen Valkire, the Manga that my OC character writes. If you want to use it as an idea you must ask. Thank you.
Ch. 1 Its Worse.
Harry was running, once again, from Dementors on Privit drive. /I wonder who sent them this time./ He wondered grimly. Harry didn't want to get another inquery like the one that started all the trouble last year.
Suddenly, a great horned owl swept into view above him, dipping its wings first left, then right. "You want me to follow you?" Harry asked the owl.
The owl dipped again to the right and swept down a back alley.
"Okay, I hope you know what you're doing."
At the end of the alley there was a stack of crates, set up like steps against a plank fence. The owl banked sharply upward. Harry took that as an indication that he should climb the stack of crates.
He cleared the crates in double time and fell into the yard of number 5, which had been empty for as long as he could remember.
Behind him he heard four distinct cries of "EXPECTO PATRONUM!!" No less than 4 Patronae tore after the dementors like bullets out of a gun. They all took the forms of Asian animals, an eagle, a tiger, a nine tailed fox, and a dragon. Asian wizards? In less than five seconds the dementors had been ripped to shreds.
Aunt Ginger hauled Harry up by the collar, "Come on boy we've got to move!" She dragged him into the house and bolted the door before flipping open a keypad with some kind of Chinese or Japanese writing on it. "Enma, Ama, Tsuki, Benten, Hachiman." She muttered as she pressed the keys. "Now nothing can get in."
Harry collapsed to the floor in a cold, trembling heap.
"What happened?" He asked, dazed.
"You were attacked by dementors." Explained Aunt Ginger.
"I know THAT." Harry said frantically. "But this happened last summer! Who sent them this time?"
"They probably broke loose on their own." Aunt Sappho said with a shiver. "The Ministry could barely control them before, and now that You Know Who is back they're probably completely intractable. I'll put up some strong protection charms as soon as I can."
"I'll do that Aunt Sappho, take your cloak and that new Firebolt of yours and tell Albus what happened!" Aunt Ginger told her.
"Aye Aye Oneechan! Back in a blitz!" Aunt Sappho said cheerfully before she disappeared.
"Be careful Koibito." Natura called worriedly after her.
"You know she's never going to take that warning to heart." Aunt Hikaru said, rolling her eyes.
"Now where are we going to put you?" Aunt Ginger asked, thoughtfully. "The Dursleys are already in bed."
"We could put him in Draco's room, it's divided by a screen." Aunt Hikaru suggested.
Natura gave her a look that said, 'Are you insane?' All three women burst into raucous laughter. "YEAH RIGHT!"
"THEY'D TEAR EACH OTHER'S HEADS OFF!!" Aunt Natura chortled.
"Yeah, they don't call him Draco for nothing. He breathes fire when he's mad!" said Aunt Hikaru.
""It can't be THAT bad." Aunt Ginger said, ever the optomist.
"I'd rather take my chances with the Dementors." Harry groaned.
"Relax!" Aunt Natura said cheerfully. "There's a partition we put up when we're hosting guests. Draco's my nephew, he'll do almost anything I say." She said playfully.
"You're related?" Harry's jaw dropped.
"I kinda ran away from home, 5th year. My dad was an ass, which is why Lucius never mentions me. He's my twin." Natura said cheerfully.
Harry just stared.
Aunt Ginger cleared her throat. "I'm Ginger, the eldest of us four. I'll be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year at Hogwarts. And the Quidditch Fly-girl that just left is my youngest sister, Sappho."
"I'm Hikaru, it means bright in Japanese." Aunt Hikaru explained cheerfully. "I was in Kyuubi Dormitory at the Japanese Wizarding School... um... it's the Japanese equivalent to Hufflepuff." She explained.
"Aunt Ginger?" Taiko asked sleepily. She shuffled into the room. She wore sweatpants and a throwback jersey for her former quidditch team, the Salem Lady Valkire. Her eyes scanned him for some form of identification, resting on the scar briefly before looking him in the face.
"Taiko, honey, who's still awake up there?"
"All of us. Iruka saw the attack from his room."
"Oh no!" Aunt Hikaru exclaimed.
"aunt Natura?" Draco asked, blinking sleepily from the doorway, shuffling in behind Taiko. Their eyes met. For the barest fraction of a second Harry read a surprising variety of emotions in Draco's eyes, surprise, excitement, fear, and a surprising intensity that Harry couldn't identify and... shame, guilt, denial, longing, before it was covered up with a sneer.
"Draco, we'll need you to share your room." Aunt Natura began.
"Not YOU Potter." Draco sneered.
"There's a partition in your room Draco, since it was originally intended for hosting guests." The cruel twist of Taiko's mouth reminded Draco of the position he was in.
"Of course, he could have YOUR room Taiko, and then YOU could share mine." Draco sneered.
"What are you so AFRAID of Draco?" Taiko was still trying to figure out why Lucius would attack his own son.
Draco didn't answer, but his eyes met Harry's once more, searching, pleading, but for what Harry couldn't determine. Draco sighed, giving up, "This way. He padded up the stairs, Harry following.
Draco opened a rice paper cabinet door and removed a pair of red silk pajamas and a set of red silk sheets. He tossed them to Harry with a sullen grunt, and continued to a room also divided with rice paper, but with 2 doors on hinges.
The room itself contained bookshelves stuffed with books. A closet contained Draco's school trunk and robes. A clothes press next to the trunk contained leather pants and a few extra silk shirts were draped gently over a chair. A few pairs of boots and sneaker and a pair of traditional Japanese sandals were lined up neatly on the mat by the far door. Everything was neatly organized. You'd think the room was Hermione's, not Draco's.
Just don't make any noise Potter. If you have any nightmares, go running to Aunt Natura." Draco slammed the door shut, the sound reverberating off the walls.
"You snore, I kick got it?!" Harry snapped.
"Potter, just talking to you is enough to make me snore. Couldn't you try for a bit more creativity?" Draco drawled from behind the screen.
"FINE! You snore and I tear out your kidneys and use them as earrings, got it?" Harry snapped.
"While I do not doubt you are capable of removing Darako no baka's renal system," Taiko said from out in the hall. "I don't think that would be wise."
"Earrings Potter?" Draco chuckled. "Didn't know you were that effeminate."
Harry sighed. "As much as I would like to continue this highly intellectual conversation, I need to sleep. See you later."
"Hopefully MUCH later." Draco added.
As Harry laid his head on his pillow and closed his eyes, he felt quite annoyed with Draco.
Although he couldn't help thinking, /That boy doesn't miss a beat./
Draco slept lightly that night, haunted by dreams of his all to painful past.
~tbc~
I'm having fun with this! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. Please be nice to me!
Anywho, Taiko is half Japanese and half Irish American. Ever hear the legend of Queen Himiko, the famous seer? She was the first empress of Japan. She's the reason why Shrine Priestesses are called Miko. Taiko is her descendant. This makes for some very interesting Divination Lessons... ahem, right.
Lets see... Her family...
Father- Myoji- auror- deceased
Mother- Mika- headmistress of Salem Co-ed Magical School
Brother- Iruka- 11 years old
Elder Sister- Itako- Unspeakable
Aunt- Ginger- Auror, defense against the dark arts teacher
Aunt- Hikaru- Healer, musician
Aunt- Sappho- Professional Quidditch Player
Aunt in Law- committed to Sappho- Natura Malfoy- Musician, artisan
Uncle- Genji- Onmyoji (traditional Japanese Diviner), Headmaster at Nihon Maho Daigakkukan (is that the word for college?)
Cousin in Law- Draco Malfoy- 16
By Nyassa Kaiba
Notes: Thanks to my friend Emily for Cowriting this fanfic. I do not own Harry Potter. I do, however, own Teen Valkire, the Manga that my OC character writes. If you want to use it as an idea you must ask. Thank you.
Ch. 1 Its Worse.
Harry was running, once again, from Dementors on Privit drive. /I wonder who sent them this time./ He wondered grimly. Harry didn't want to get another inquery like the one that started all the trouble last year.
Suddenly, a great horned owl swept into view above him, dipping its wings first left, then right. "You want me to follow you?" Harry asked the owl.
The owl dipped again to the right and swept down a back alley.
"Okay, I hope you know what you're doing."
At the end of the alley there was a stack of crates, set up like steps against a plank fence. The owl banked sharply upward. Harry took that as an indication that he should climb the stack of crates.
He cleared the crates in double time and fell into the yard of number 5, which had been empty for as long as he could remember.
Behind him he heard four distinct cries of "EXPECTO PATRONUM!!" No less than 4 Patronae tore after the dementors like bullets out of a gun. They all took the forms of Asian animals, an eagle, a tiger, a nine tailed fox, and a dragon. Asian wizards? In less than five seconds the dementors had been ripped to shreds.
Aunt Ginger hauled Harry up by the collar, "Come on boy we've got to move!" She dragged him into the house and bolted the door before flipping open a keypad with some kind of Chinese or Japanese writing on it. "Enma, Ama, Tsuki, Benten, Hachiman." She muttered as she pressed the keys. "Now nothing can get in."
Harry collapsed to the floor in a cold, trembling heap.
"What happened?" He asked, dazed.
"You were attacked by dementors." Explained Aunt Ginger.
"I know THAT." Harry said frantically. "But this happened last summer! Who sent them this time?"
"They probably broke loose on their own." Aunt Sappho said with a shiver. "The Ministry could barely control them before, and now that You Know Who is back they're probably completely intractable. I'll put up some strong protection charms as soon as I can."
"I'll do that Aunt Sappho, take your cloak and that new Firebolt of yours and tell Albus what happened!" Aunt Ginger told her.
"Aye Aye Oneechan! Back in a blitz!" Aunt Sappho said cheerfully before she disappeared.
"Be careful Koibito." Natura called worriedly after her.
"You know she's never going to take that warning to heart." Aunt Hikaru said, rolling her eyes.
"Now where are we going to put you?" Aunt Ginger asked, thoughtfully. "The Dursleys are already in bed."
"We could put him in Draco's room, it's divided by a screen." Aunt Hikaru suggested.
Natura gave her a look that said, 'Are you insane?' All three women burst into raucous laughter. "YEAH RIGHT!"
"THEY'D TEAR EACH OTHER'S HEADS OFF!!" Aunt Natura chortled.
"Yeah, they don't call him Draco for nothing. He breathes fire when he's mad!" said Aunt Hikaru.
""It can't be THAT bad." Aunt Ginger said, ever the optomist.
"I'd rather take my chances with the Dementors." Harry groaned.
"Relax!" Aunt Natura said cheerfully. "There's a partition we put up when we're hosting guests. Draco's my nephew, he'll do almost anything I say." She said playfully.
"You're related?" Harry's jaw dropped.
"I kinda ran away from home, 5th year. My dad was an ass, which is why Lucius never mentions me. He's my twin." Natura said cheerfully.
Harry just stared.
Aunt Ginger cleared her throat. "I'm Ginger, the eldest of us four. I'll be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts this year at Hogwarts. And the Quidditch Fly-girl that just left is my youngest sister, Sappho."
"I'm Hikaru, it means bright in Japanese." Aunt Hikaru explained cheerfully. "I was in Kyuubi Dormitory at the Japanese Wizarding School... um... it's the Japanese equivalent to Hufflepuff." She explained.
"Aunt Ginger?" Taiko asked sleepily. She shuffled into the room. She wore sweatpants and a throwback jersey for her former quidditch team, the Salem Lady Valkire. Her eyes scanned him for some form of identification, resting on the scar briefly before looking him in the face.
"Taiko, honey, who's still awake up there?"
"All of us. Iruka saw the attack from his room."
"Oh no!" Aunt Hikaru exclaimed.
"aunt Natura?" Draco asked, blinking sleepily from the doorway, shuffling in behind Taiko. Their eyes met. For the barest fraction of a second Harry read a surprising variety of emotions in Draco's eyes, surprise, excitement, fear, and a surprising intensity that Harry couldn't identify and... shame, guilt, denial, longing, before it was covered up with a sneer.
"Draco, we'll need you to share your room." Aunt Natura began.
"Not YOU Potter." Draco sneered.
"There's a partition in your room Draco, since it was originally intended for hosting guests." The cruel twist of Taiko's mouth reminded Draco of the position he was in.
"Of course, he could have YOUR room Taiko, and then YOU could share mine." Draco sneered.
"What are you so AFRAID of Draco?" Taiko was still trying to figure out why Lucius would attack his own son.
Draco didn't answer, but his eyes met Harry's once more, searching, pleading, but for what Harry couldn't determine. Draco sighed, giving up, "This way. He padded up the stairs, Harry following.
Draco opened a rice paper cabinet door and removed a pair of red silk pajamas and a set of red silk sheets. He tossed them to Harry with a sullen grunt, and continued to a room also divided with rice paper, but with 2 doors on hinges.
The room itself contained bookshelves stuffed with books. A closet contained Draco's school trunk and robes. A clothes press next to the trunk contained leather pants and a few extra silk shirts were draped gently over a chair. A few pairs of boots and sneaker and a pair of traditional Japanese sandals were lined up neatly on the mat by the far door. Everything was neatly organized. You'd think the room was Hermione's, not Draco's.
Just don't make any noise Potter. If you have any nightmares, go running to Aunt Natura." Draco slammed the door shut, the sound reverberating off the walls.
"You snore, I kick got it?!" Harry snapped.
"Potter, just talking to you is enough to make me snore. Couldn't you try for a bit more creativity?" Draco drawled from behind the screen.
"FINE! You snore and I tear out your kidneys and use them as earrings, got it?" Harry snapped.
"While I do not doubt you are capable of removing Darako no baka's renal system," Taiko said from out in the hall. "I don't think that would be wise."
"Earrings Potter?" Draco chuckled. "Didn't know you were that effeminate."
Harry sighed. "As much as I would like to continue this highly intellectual conversation, I need to sleep. See you later."
"Hopefully MUCH later." Draco added.
As Harry laid his head on his pillow and closed his eyes, he felt quite annoyed with Draco.
Although he couldn't help thinking, /That boy doesn't miss a beat./
Draco slept lightly that night, haunted by dreams of his all to painful past.
~tbc~
I'm having fun with this! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. Please be nice to me!
Anywho, Taiko is half Japanese and half Irish American. Ever hear the legend of Queen Himiko, the famous seer? She was the first empress of Japan. She's the reason why Shrine Priestesses are called Miko. Taiko is her descendant. This makes for some very interesting Divination Lessons... ahem, right.
Lets see... Her family...
Father- Myoji- auror- deceased
Mother- Mika- headmistress of Salem Co-ed Magical School
Brother- Iruka- 11 years old
Elder Sister- Itako- Unspeakable
Aunt- Ginger- Auror, defense against the dark arts teacher
Aunt- Hikaru- Healer, musician
Aunt- Sappho- Professional Quidditch Player
Aunt in Law- committed to Sappho- Natura Malfoy- Musician, artisan
Uncle- Genji- Onmyoji (traditional Japanese Diviner), Headmaster at Nihon Maho Daigakkukan (is that the word for college?)
Cousin in Law- Draco Malfoy- 16