Chapter 6
Lusius's Box
Mat stood in the room with the trap door and pulled his clock tighter around him.
The Wizard should have been here by now.
A hand clutched his shoulder and Mat spun around to stare and a wizard in a black robe.
"Is that you?" he asked.
The figure stared at him for a moment
"Yes it is me, grave my hand" he said.
Mat frowned "why?"
" I don't have time for this if we are to have the most advantage me must leave now"
Man reached for Mats hand then Mat felt a strange sensation like he was being pulled from behind the navel.
Darkness swirled around him then he stumbled to the ground.
After quickly regaining his footing he spun around "what was" a hand raped itself around his mouth.
He felt the warm breath of the man beside him "quiet fool! Now fellow me. silently"
And with that Mat was released.
Mat looked around him and saw that wherever they were it was a dark forest.
Every now and then Mat would jump with fright at the sound of a wolf howling or a swish of a nearby clock.
Mat stayed as close as possible to the strange wizard for the entire of the journey.
He was following so closely behind in fact that when the wizard stoped suddenly he walked straight into the ageing man.
Who spun around with such a fury Mat was sure he was about to curse him.
The man however knew the importance of self-control and quickly regained composure.
He leaned in closely to Mat
"This is as far as I dear go, I will be waiting here for you, keep going straight forward for another hundred meters or so. You need not worry about any wear wolfs, nothing magical can go past here. You will come to stone ruin. In the main chamber you will find the box. I want you to then bring it straight back here. The sooner we leave this place the better"
And with out another word spoken he had pushed Mat on his way.
Mat struggled to see and found him self with his hands reached out in front to avoid hitting any thing in the dark.
As it was he was tripping over the intertwining roots of the deed looking skeletons of trees.
A cool wind blew past Mat and he knew that the place that he had entered, was very magical, it was full of dark magic and Mat didn't like the feeling it gave him one bit.
Mat reached a clearing were the light of the moon sent ghostly shadows from the trees.
Then Mat noticed the silence, nothing living resided here the only living thing here was himself, Mat didn't like that thought as there was most probably a reason for that absence of life, most likely something that wizard had 'forgotten' to mention.
Mat could make out with the aid of the moon the out line of a large stone structure.
Mat found a large opening framed by pillars and made his way.
If out side had been dark then this was if possible darker.
Mats only guidance was by feeling his way with his feet and hands.
A light appeared at one end of the great Cavan he had found him self in. he moved towards it a lot quicker now he could see were he was going.
He found him self at the opening of a great chamber the light of the moon was shinning through, but that wasn't the main sauce of the light.
There sitting on a stone table in the middle was a silver box.
Mat rushed forwards with his hands half covering his eyes to allow him to see were he was going through the blinding light the box was admitting.
He felt his hands make contact and quickly retreaded them.
The box felt colder than ice.
Pulling the sake inside out that he had brought with him he placed it over the box hiding the light and pulled the sack the right way out while pulling the box inside while avoiding touching it.
He then turned and made his way back out of the entrance.
Then as he made his way back into the clearing were the moon light would once again guide his way a great shadow flew over him.
Mat forced him self to look up and what he saw made him tremble.
A great black dragon was heeding into a dive. right towards him.
Its blazing red gaze directed at him its gigantic legs tucked neatly in its taught black scales.
Mat knew he would be toast literally if he didn't think of something and very soon.
Quickly he emptied the box from his sack and turned away.
Mat couldn't see but the dragon surprised pulled out of its dive.
Mat realising he wasn't toast yet raped the box in the sake and made a run for it.
The Dragon above him however had quickly recovered and was once again swooping down.
Mat made it to the coverage of the forest. But the Dragon had a good sense of smell and fallowed from above before sending down a fireball. Mat leaped to the side as a great fire blazed suddenly from above.
He knew the Dragon had been fallowing he could here the sound of its wings fighting the air for leverage.
Mat felt the heat so close that his hair singed all over his hands that were covering his head.
Once he could no longer feel the burning heat he stood among the ashes and continued running as fast as he could, tripping and stumbling.
Another blaze and Mat lunged himself to get past it.
This time the dragon didn't stop with one quick fireball however the dragon kept blowing.
Mat ran with all his might feeling the clothing on his back catch alight was the least of his worries.
When the Dragon had no breath left and the fire left, Mat had only the constant sound of the wings above to remind him that the dragon was still there and he might not be so lucky next time.
Mat was running so quickly he ran straight into the wizard knocking him down.
The dragon behind him stoped suddenly and cried with frustration as it had hit the boundary that its master had created so many years before and could not get past.
Mat heard the strange howls, which sent chills down his spine.
"Do you have the box?"
The old wizard who still resided underneath him asked.
"Yes" he said slowly getting of, of the man.
"Suppose the fact that there was a dragon there just slipped your mind"
"I wasn't sure if you would have gone if I had told you!"
"Well thanks my arse is effectively fried" Mat sulked
"You my muggle friend just saved every thing good left in this world. 'The boy who lived' my fried, he will defeat Malfoy and every thing I have worked so hard for will be a reality"
"Yes well that's all well and good but lets talk about this else were where theirs not dragons preferably."
"Well of corse. give me your hand" and this time with no augment Mat did just that.
Lusius's Box
Mat stood in the room with the trap door and pulled his clock tighter around him.
The Wizard should have been here by now.
A hand clutched his shoulder and Mat spun around to stare and a wizard in a black robe.
"Is that you?" he asked.
The figure stared at him for a moment
"Yes it is me, grave my hand" he said.
Mat frowned "why?"
" I don't have time for this if we are to have the most advantage me must leave now"
Man reached for Mats hand then Mat felt a strange sensation like he was being pulled from behind the navel.
Darkness swirled around him then he stumbled to the ground.
After quickly regaining his footing he spun around "what was" a hand raped itself around his mouth.
He felt the warm breath of the man beside him "quiet fool! Now fellow me. silently"
And with that Mat was released.
Mat looked around him and saw that wherever they were it was a dark forest.
Every now and then Mat would jump with fright at the sound of a wolf howling or a swish of a nearby clock.
Mat stayed as close as possible to the strange wizard for the entire of the journey.
He was following so closely behind in fact that when the wizard stoped suddenly he walked straight into the ageing man.
Who spun around with such a fury Mat was sure he was about to curse him.
The man however knew the importance of self-control and quickly regained composure.
He leaned in closely to Mat
"This is as far as I dear go, I will be waiting here for you, keep going straight forward for another hundred meters or so. You need not worry about any wear wolfs, nothing magical can go past here. You will come to stone ruin. In the main chamber you will find the box. I want you to then bring it straight back here. The sooner we leave this place the better"
And with out another word spoken he had pushed Mat on his way.
Mat struggled to see and found him self with his hands reached out in front to avoid hitting any thing in the dark.
As it was he was tripping over the intertwining roots of the deed looking skeletons of trees.
A cool wind blew past Mat and he knew that the place that he had entered, was very magical, it was full of dark magic and Mat didn't like the feeling it gave him one bit.
Mat reached a clearing were the light of the moon sent ghostly shadows from the trees.
Then Mat noticed the silence, nothing living resided here the only living thing here was himself, Mat didn't like that thought as there was most probably a reason for that absence of life, most likely something that wizard had 'forgotten' to mention.
Mat could make out with the aid of the moon the out line of a large stone structure.
Mat found a large opening framed by pillars and made his way.
If out side had been dark then this was if possible darker.
Mats only guidance was by feeling his way with his feet and hands.
A light appeared at one end of the great Cavan he had found him self in. he moved towards it a lot quicker now he could see were he was going.
He found him self at the opening of a great chamber the light of the moon was shinning through, but that wasn't the main sauce of the light.
There sitting on a stone table in the middle was a silver box.
Mat rushed forwards with his hands half covering his eyes to allow him to see were he was going through the blinding light the box was admitting.
He felt his hands make contact and quickly retreaded them.
The box felt colder than ice.
Pulling the sake inside out that he had brought with him he placed it over the box hiding the light and pulled the sack the right way out while pulling the box inside while avoiding touching it.
He then turned and made his way back out of the entrance.
Then as he made his way back into the clearing were the moon light would once again guide his way a great shadow flew over him.
Mat forced him self to look up and what he saw made him tremble.
A great black dragon was heeding into a dive. right towards him.
Its blazing red gaze directed at him its gigantic legs tucked neatly in its taught black scales.
Mat knew he would be toast literally if he didn't think of something and very soon.
Quickly he emptied the box from his sack and turned away.
Mat couldn't see but the dragon surprised pulled out of its dive.
Mat realising he wasn't toast yet raped the box in the sake and made a run for it.
The Dragon above him however had quickly recovered and was once again swooping down.
Mat made it to the coverage of the forest. But the Dragon had a good sense of smell and fallowed from above before sending down a fireball. Mat leaped to the side as a great fire blazed suddenly from above.
He knew the Dragon had been fallowing he could here the sound of its wings fighting the air for leverage.
Mat felt the heat so close that his hair singed all over his hands that were covering his head.
Once he could no longer feel the burning heat he stood among the ashes and continued running as fast as he could, tripping and stumbling.
Another blaze and Mat lunged himself to get past it.
This time the dragon didn't stop with one quick fireball however the dragon kept blowing.
Mat ran with all his might feeling the clothing on his back catch alight was the least of his worries.
When the Dragon had no breath left and the fire left, Mat had only the constant sound of the wings above to remind him that the dragon was still there and he might not be so lucky next time.
Mat was running so quickly he ran straight into the wizard knocking him down.
The dragon behind him stoped suddenly and cried with frustration as it had hit the boundary that its master had created so many years before and could not get past.
Mat heard the strange howls, which sent chills down his spine.
"Do you have the box?"
The old wizard who still resided underneath him asked.
"Yes" he said slowly getting of, of the man.
"Suppose the fact that there was a dragon there just slipped your mind"
"I wasn't sure if you would have gone if I had told you!"
"Well thanks my arse is effectively fried" Mat sulked
"You my muggle friend just saved every thing good left in this world. 'The boy who lived' my fried, he will defeat Malfoy and every thing I have worked so hard for will be a reality"
"Yes well that's all well and good but lets talk about this else were where theirs not dragons preferably."
"Well of corse. give me your hand" and this time with no augment Mat did just that.