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It was 2 in the afternoon, and the sun was shinning as brightly as ever. The hallways were all fairly quiet, most of the students were in class or in their dorms, already eaten their lunch.
Harry, or Evanz, was walking down the stairs towards the Gryffindor rooms. He was wearing a tight navy blue shirt, which showed the outlines of his perfectly formed muscles. He had matching colored jeans, and to wrap it all up, a dark cloak that flew behind him in a wave like manner. His hand ran through his tangles of sandy blonde hair, and his face turned into a scowl.
-'Voldemort's deatheathers have been spotted in Russia, Egypt, and China.but no attacks in Europe, and not even a trace of Riddle him self. He must be waiting for something.but what? For his powers to come back fully? A more dangerous and powerful weapon? To wait for his prey to come to him like a serpent?'-
As these thoughts bounced around in Harry's head, he suddenly perked up when he heard a voice that did not belong to him, yet it was coming from his mind.
Harry? Harry are you there?
-Who are you?
*sigh * Harry, how many times do I have to remind you that I'm telekinetic?
-Elijah? Is that you?
NO It's Voldemort. YES it's me!
-Don't have to get sarcastic. Is there a reason your in my head again?
Yes a good reason. Bienes and Emphis are here
-What?! But they just a few hours ago!
Well apparently, they have just discovered something that must be pretty bad news because from what I saw, you'd think that they had never been out in the sun in their whole entire life!.
-Do they want to see me?
Of course! They're screaming your name at the top of their lunges and saying, " TELL HARRY TO GET HIS A** DOWN HERE! AND TELL HIM TO MAKE IT QUICK! USE HIS BROOM, APPARATE, FLY, I DON"T CARE! JUST GET HIM DOWN HERE NOW!" &unquote.
-Wow.they must need me pretty bad. Where are they?
In our common rooms
-Alright, tell Meridel that she's going to have to watch Potions until I get back.
I shall tell that to PRINCESS Meridel.
Harry rolled his eyes. Elijah was so formal and old fashioned. He was always following traditional rules, which said that only the royal family members are allowed to call the King or anyone closely related by their first name. Thinking that he should start to get moving before Bienes and Emphis came after him, he raised his right arm, and flicked his hand in a circular motion.
Instantly, a small ring of fire appeared him. It grew taller and taller, forming a wall of whirling fire around Harry. It seemed to have swallowed him in like a tornado. A few seconds later, the blazing fire tornado was gone, and so was Harry.
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Bienes was stomping across the common rooms, muttering to himself quietly. Now and then, you would be able to hear him cursing someone to Hell, or damning them for eternity. He had one hand formed in a fist like way, and slamming it into his other hand, as if trying to pounce away the new dilemma that they were now facing.
"Calm down well you? You're not helping anything!" Emphis, perhaps a little calmer than the other elf, was sitting on one of the comfortable armchairs, holding a rectangular wooden box.
Elijah had been too kind describing the way that the two elves looked. Their hair did not have the usual glow that most elves usually have, nor did their eyes sparkle. Their faces were so pale, that it looked like they had been sucked dry by a vampire
"I just can't believe. I mean how could it be?"
" *sigh * Bienes, I care just as much as Meridel as you do. And I am just as worried, but we MUST stay focused. Remember, it could be wrong."
Bienes sneered. "THAT is most unlikely. In 50 billion years in which the star of Rectar has been with us, it has never been wrong. And what is the point, Emphis, of being calm, when being calm will not solve our problems?"
"Bienes, you are been unreasonable. It is bad news, no, horrific news. One that I wish will not become true. Yet we both know very clearly it is going to happen. And what destiny has decided for us to do, we can not change!"
"That's a bunch of bull Emphis. I don't give a damn! I am not going to let her die!"
Before Emphis could reply, a ring of fire suddenly appeared in the middle of the room, followed by walls of fire, then the top of Harry's head. As the funnel of fire disappeared, Harry walked over to them.
"So what is so urgent that you had to come back here so soon." Harry went over to one of the large sofas and fell on top of it, resting his head on one of the cushions for a while.
Emphis walked over to Harry, and placed the wooden box on the tea table in front of them.
"Harry, do you know what the Star of Rectar is?" Harry shook his head.
"The Star of Rectar is the most prized and most important Star in the realm of Elves. It symbolizes our loyalties to the light and the well to do good. It was given to us by the Goddess, Rectanarian. She is a powerful goddess, and the elves would die for her, because she, Harry, is believed to be the creator of us elves, and though not one has seen her, we feel her in ourselves, we see her in our world, we hear her everywhere. She gave us a gift, her most treasured and powerful star. The star was powerful because Rectanarian herself had created it, and her powers are held in it."
"But what does the star do?" asked Harry.
"Well, you can see that for your self." Emphis opened the wooden box he was carrying. Slowly, as the lid opened, a mysterious light filled the room, and suddenly, without helping, Harry saw the most magnificent crystal he had ever seen.
Floating an inch from the silk cushioned box, the cross-shaped crystal was glowing silently but powerfully. The many angles it held reflected every light, and right in the middle, was a beautiful plume red gem. It too was glowing, and its deep colors blending perfectly with the silver white lights coming from the crystal.
Harry could only stare at it. Such a glorious thing! He couldn't seem to tear his gaze from it.
"Wonderful isn't it?" Bienes had a dreamy smile on his face, and he seemed to have returned to his regular face color.
"As you can see, the Star of Rectar gives you warmth and comfort. But most importantly, it gives power to those that it thinks is worthy of it. You, Harry, are one of the few that the star has chosen."
Harry jerked his head up. "Me?"
"Yes, you. You have the power of Rectanarian in you. The star has chosen you to defend the light, and has entrusted you with a great amount of power. But the un-normal thing is, you your self has already had a unusual amount of power. We believe that it has something to do with the Dark Lord attacking you when you were little. He must have accidentally transmitted some of his powers into yours. Add to the power of the Star, I'm guessing that you are going to be more powerful than Merlin himself."
Harry nodded slowly as his brains digested this information quickly. He nodded his head slowly, telling Emphis that he understood so far.
"Now, as you can see, there is an gem in the middle. That gem tells us who the star has chosen. You must understand Harry, that it does not simply choose a person every day. It's about every century, if not millions of years. And when it does, the gem glows. Depending on what kind of element the Chosen One will be, the gem will glow red, blue, green, or gray. The day you defeated the Dark Lord when you were infant, the gem became a red, as it is now."
"I see. so what is the problem?" Bienes, who had been waiting for Harry to ask this question, answered.
"A year before you were born, a prophecy was made by a elf seer. She had predicted the child who will one day be born with such a great power, he could destroy the world had he wanted to. The child, if not properly trained, might sway to the dark, and if he does so, the world will be doomed. Yet a second hope will be born a year later, for two will be gifted with the power of Rectar."
"Wait, so has there been two that have been gifted? I am one am I not? Whom is the other?"
"We had prayed and hoped that the prophecy was not true. And for a while our prayers became true, for after you were born, the gem did not glow after that. Until recently. King Androld has just told us that a servant noticed the star glowing a deep red on the night before we left."
"Which means?" Harry was getting more and more confused. Isn't it good that there was another gifted one? It would be the light will have more power. What had Bienes ment when he said they prayed the prophecy wasn't real?
"It means there is another chosen one. Which also means that the prophecy is true, which means.." Bienes looked at Emphis, and after a silent debate over who should finish the sentence, Emphis spoke.
" Which means that someone will die, and we believe that it will be either you, Meridel, or the new chosen one."
____________ ** All right you guys! That's all of this chapter! Thank you a ZILLION for your reviews! I don't have time to thank you all personally b/c its 1:37 A.M. and I still need finish my packing! I just wanted all those who reviewed to know that I could not stop smiling all day because I was soo happy with the reviews I got! I hope you like this chapter, and for the guys who keeps on telling me to not to put Meridel and Draco together.well now you got something else to worry about! Is Meridel even going to .Live?! Your going to have to read to find out!!!! And by the way, I already got the next chapter written! You better review review and.REVIEW!!!
I think I'm getting a little greedy.*evil smile * oh well!
----Funny Bunny
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It was 2 in the afternoon, and the sun was shinning as brightly as ever. The hallways were all fairly quiet, most of the students were in class or in their dorms, already eaten their lunch.
Harry, or Evanz, was walking down the stairs towards the Gryffindor rooms. He was wearing a tight navy blue shirt, which showed the outlines of his perfectly formed muscles. He had matching colored jeans, and to wrap it all up, a dark cloak that flew behind him in a wave like manner. His hand ran through his tangles of sandy blonde hair, and his face turned into a scowl.
-'Voldemort's deatheathers have been spotted in Russia, Egypt, and China.but no attacks in Europe, and not even a trace of Riddle him self. He must be waiting for something.but what? For his powers to come back fully? A more dangerous and powerful weapon? To wait for his prey to come to him like a serpent?'-
As these thoughts bounced around in Harry's head, he suddenly perked up when he heard a voice that did not belong to him, yet it was coming from his mind.
Harry? Harry are you there?
-Who are you?
*sigh * Harry, how many times do I have to remind you that I'm telekinetic?
-Elijah? Is that you?
NO It's Voldemort. YES it's me!
-Don't have to get sarcastic. Is there a reason your in my head again?
Yes a good reason. Bienes and Emphis are here
-What?! But they just a few hours ago!
Well apparently, they have just discovered something that must be pretty bad news because from what I saw, you'd think that they had never been out in the sun in their whole entire life!.
-Do they want to see me?
Of course! They're screaming your name at the top of their lunges and saying, " TELL HARRY TO GET HIS A** DOWN HERE! AND TELL HIM TO MAKE IT QUICK! USE HIS BROOM, APPARATE, FLY, I DON"T CARE! JUST GET HIM DOWN HERE NOW!" &unquote.
-Wow.they must need me pretty bad. Where are they?
In our common rooms
-Alright, tell Meridel that she's going to have to watch Potions until I get back.
I shall tell that to PRINCESS Meridel.
Harry rolled his eyes. Elijah was so formal and old fashioned. He was always following traditional rules, which said that only the royal family members are allowed to call the King or anyone closely related by their first name. Thinking that he should start to get moving before Bienes and Emphis came after him, he raised his right arm, and flicked his hand in a circular motion.
Instantly, a small ring of fire appeared him. It grew taller and taller, forming a wall of whirling fire around Harry. It seemed to have swallowed him in like a tornado. A few seconds later, the blazing fire tornado was gone, and so was Harry.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Bienes was stomping across the common rooms, muttering to himself quietly. Now and then, you would be able to hear him cursing someone to Hell, or damning them for eternity. He had one hand formed in a fist like way, and slamming it into his other hand, as if trying to pounce away the new dilemma that they were now facing.
"Calm down well you? You're not helping anything!" Emphis, perhaps a little calmer than the other elf, was sitting on one of the comfortable armchairs, holding a rectangular wooden box.
Elijah had been too kind describing the way that the two elves looked. Their hair did not have the usual glow that most elves usually have, nor did their eyes sparkle. Their faces were so pale, that it looked like they had been sucked dry by a vampire
"I just can't believe. I mean how could it be?"
" *sigh * Bienes, I care just as much as Meridel as you do. And I am just as worried, but we MUST stay focused. Remember, it could be wrong."
Bienes sneered. "THAT is most unlikely. In 50 billion years in which the star of Rectar has been with us, it has never been wrong. And what is the point, Emphis, of being calm, when being calm will not solve our problems?"
"Bienes, you are been unreasonable. It is bad news, no, horrific news. One that I wish will not become true. Yet we both know very clearly it is going to happen. And what destiny has decided for us to do, we can not change!"
"That's a bunch of bull Emphis. I don't give a damn! I am not going to let her die!"
Before Emphis could reply, a ring of fire suddenly appeared in the middle of the room, followed by walls of fire, then the top of Harry's head. As the funnel of fire disappeared, Harry walked over to them.
"So what is so urgent that you had to come back here so soon." Harry went over to one of the large sofas and fell on top of it, resting his head on one of the cushions for a while.
Emphis walked over to Harry, and placed the wooden box on the tea table in front of them.
"Harry, do you know what the Star of Rectar is?" Harry shook his head.
"The Star of Rectar is the most prized and most important Star in the realm of Elves. It symbolizes our loyalties to the light and the well to do good. It was given to us by the Goddess, Rectanarian. She is a powerful goddess, and the elves would die for her, because she, Harry, is believed to be the creator of us elves, and though not one has seen her, we feel her in ourselves, we see her in our world, we hear her everywhere. She gave us a gift, her most treasured and powerful star. The star was powerful because Rectanarian herself had created it, and her powers are held in it."
"But what does the star do?" asked Harry.
"Well, you can see that for your self." Emphis opened the wooden box he was carrying. Slowly, as the lid opened, a mysterious light filled the room, and suddenly, without helping, Harry saw the most magnificent crystal he had ever seen.
Floating an inch from the silk cushioned box, the cross-shaped crystal was glowing silently but powerfully. The many angles it held reflected every light, and right in the middle, was a beautiful plume red gem. It too was glowing, and its deep colors blending perfectly with the silver white lights coming from the crystal.
Harry could only stare at it. Such a glorious thing! He couldn't seem to tear his gaze from it.
"Wonderful isn't it?" Bienes had a dreamy smile on his face, and he seemed to have returned to his regular face color.
"As you can see, the Star of Rectar gives you warmth and comfort. But most importantly, it gives power to those that it thinks is worthy of it. You, Harry, are one of the few that the star has chosen."
Harry jerked his head up. "Me?"
"Yes, you. You have the power of Rectanarian in you. The star has chosen you to defend the light, and has entrusted you with a great amount of power. But the un-normal thing is, you your self has already had a unusual amount of power. We believe that it has something to do with the Dark Lord attacking you when you were little. He must have accidentally transmitted some of his powers into yours. Add to the power of the Star, I'm guessing that you are going to be more powerful than Merlin himself."
Harry nodded slowly as his brains digested this information quickly. He nodded his head slowly, telling Emphis that he understood so far.
"Now, as you can see, there is an gem in the middle. That gem tells us who the star has chosen. You must understand Harry, that it does not simply choose a person every day. It's about every century, if not millions of years. And when it does, the gem glows. Depending on what kind of element the Chosen One will be, the gem will glow red, blue, green, or gray. The day you defeated the Dark Lord when you were infant, the gem became a red, as it is now."
"I see. so what is the problem?" Bienes, who had been waiting for Harry to ask this question, answered.
"A year before you were born, a prophecy was made by a elf seer. She had predicted the child who will one day be born with such a great power, he could destroy the world had he wanted to. The child, if not properly trained, might sway to the dark, and if he does so, the world will be doomed. Yet a second hope will be born a year later, for two will be gifted with the power of Rectar."
"Wait, so has there been two that have been gifted? I am one am I not? Whom is the other?"
"We had prayed and hoped that the prophecy was not true. And for a while our prayers became true, for after you were born, the gem did not glow after that. Until recently. King Androld has just told us that a servant noticed the star glowing a deep red on the night before we left."
"Which means?" Harry was getting more and more confused. Isn't it good that there was another gifted one? It would be the light will have more power. What had Bienes ment when he said they prayed the prophecy wasn't real?
"It means there is another chosen one. Which also means that the prophecy is true, which means.." Bienes looked at Emphis, and after a silent debate over who should finish the sentence, Emphis spoke.
" Which means that someone will die, and we believe that it will be either you, Meridel, or the new chosen one."
____________ ** All right you guys! That's all of this chapter! Thank you a ZILLION for your reviews! I don't have time to thank you all personally b/c its 1:37 A.M. and I still need finish my packing! I just wanted all those who reviewed to know that I could not stop smiling all day because I was soo happy with the reviews I got! I hope you like this chapter, and for the guys who keeps on telling me to not to put Meridel and Draco together.well now you got something else to worry about! Is Meridel even going to .Live?! Your going to have to read to find out!!!! And by the way, I already got the next chapter written! You better review review and.REVIEW!!!
I think I'm getting a little greedy.*evil smile * oh well!
----Funny Bunny