Dark Horizons
Chapter Three
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: Richard and Rebecca get sorted into their respective houses and the results might surprise you. Not to mention that Dumbledore and Richard have a discussion about his schedule. Voldemort and Lucius have a discussion. Not to mention that I had the chapter nearly done, when my computer accidentally crashed and erased the whole entire chapter, so this is a rewritten chapter. It's not as long as I wanted it to be.
KPB: Here is another chapter. Please hurry up with "Harry Ares Malfoy." I really am enjoying it.
Angel: Harry has jade eyes.
HPIceAngel: Just read to find out which house Harry gets sorted in to.
***
He looked over at Rebecca Malfoy. Her eyes were beautiful. Too bad she wasn't older. If she was, maybe he would have had her. No, all he wanted was Hermione.
Hermoine was the reason that he was here. Hermione and Ron were kissing one another. He felt like he wanted to puke. What did she in Ron? He was so poor. Yet, everything would fall into place.
As they entered the Great Hall, Professor McGonnall told him and a bunch of first year students that their houses were going to be like their families and they would receive points. Points would get rewarded to their houses for their achievements and taken away from their houses if they behaved or broke any rules. The House Cup was what every house strove for. God, he thought this woman was certainly long winded.
Then they went into the great hall. The lights were so beautiful Great tables of food and students gathered around the tables. He saw the four great houses display their banners. Red and Gold was the Gryffndor colors. Green and Silver were the Slytherin's. The other two houses he didn't care for.
Rebecca was smiling at him. Why him? She was always around him and he didn't understand why she was always pestering him. Sometimes she had good suggestions, but they were too far in between for his taste. Then he saw Hermione sit down at the Gryffndor house. She was a Gryffndor. Oh well. He just wanted to touch her and take her in his arms. Hermione would be his.
Rebecca then whispered in his ears. "Don't count on it, Richie. She's a mud blood. Besides, Hermione has a boyfriend. He's holding her hand. Oh, is Richie a little angry. Try and get her. Your father is going to be angry with you, because of her. I'm surprised he didn't try to kill you, when he found out you enrolled yourself in school." She actually had no idea how mad he was.
He was going to say something, when he heard his name being called. He sat down and listened to the Sorting Hat. "Hmm, interesting. Where are we going to put you Richard Tromvolde. What an interesting mind you have. So loyal, yet the willingness to prove yourself. You want to be great. Yes, Slytherin is where you belong." The hat told him as he joined the Slytherin's. He was pleased that he got into the house of his dreams. Yet, Hermione was a Gryffndor, but that was okay. She would be his shortly. Now, it was time to see where Rebecca ended up in. This should be a no brainier.
"Rebecca Malfoy." Professor McGonall called. Rebecca walked up there like a lady who had been groomed all her life was carrying herself like a royal lady. She was so pretentious sometimes. Yet, when she sat down, she looked over at him and Draco and gave a wink at the two of them. "Hmm, a Malfoy. A young one, but with noble qualities. Where ever shall I put you? A noble heart, and a sharp mind. These are great qualities that belong to a Gryffndor. That's where you belong." The Sorting Hat told everyone in the great hall.
Draco's face was full of scorn. He wasn't happy. "This isn't happening. A Malfoy in Gryffndor. What's this world coming to? I tell you, Richard. My sister in Gryffndor. Oh man, she's never going to marry well. My father is going to lose it. Oh well, maybe Rebecca can do well there. She would have never fit in here at Slytherin. She has no ambitions, Richard." Draco was such a jerk sometimes, but he did have a good point. He could use her to spy on Hermione and find out how to warm his way into his heart.
Richard then whispered, taking a deep breath. "Your sister can have many uses, Draco. She's very talented and bright. I see raw talent in that one. She might be even more powerful than you, Draco." He said knowing that would light a fire under his friend.
Draco's face reddened. "If I didn't know better, I think you and my sister were screwing one another, Richard. I know you two aren't doing anything with one another. You're too infatuated with that mud blood Granger. Why she's beneath us, Tromvolde?" He said.
He simply laughed. "Yeah, how come she beats you at every subject, with the exception of Potions, then. Answer me that. You call yourself a pure blood." Richard said.
"Whatever." Draco said before getting silent.
Richard was eating his food, when Professor Snape came up to him a few minutes later. "Mr. Tromvolde, the headmaster would like to speak to you for a few minutes. A prefect will lead you to the Slytherin tower after your meeting."
***
Richard followed Snape to the head master's office. He hoped that Dumbledore didn't kick him out. Everything was going so perfectly.
"Come in, Richard." Dumbledore said to him. He came in and saw a phoenix. Phoenix's were rare birds. He had never seen one before. "This is Fawkes."
Fawkes was beautiful. "He's beautiful. I've never seen one up close before." He went to pet it and it just died. Then it came back alive again. "Wow. That's so cool." He said.
"I wanted to ask if you would consider taking an additional course this year. This course will be taught by me. You will be with the Gryffndor's of course. It's called the Merlin Course of Magic. This course mostly deals with the history of Magic and the different ways to use it. It's also about the ethical and unethical uses of Magic. Would you like to take it?" Dumbledore asked him.
Richard thought about it. "Yes. I guess it wouldn't hurt." He just wanted to be near Hermione.
"Richard, sit down. The sorting hat made a comment to me, once the sorting was done. It said that you are much more than you think and might be someone else." Dumbledore said.
"I do remember that some people have called me Richie or Harry sometimes." He told the headmaster.
"Harry, you say..." Hmm, let's see. He then pointed a wand and said "Revelas Truas Identas..." Dumbledore was taken back to the Potter's and saw Voldemort pick up a baby. He then took the baby and left. The baby was Harry Potter, who grew up to be Richard Tromvolde. This wasn't good.
"Sir, what did you see?" He wanted to know what the headmaster saw in his past. He didn't remember much of his early childhood.
"Richard, sit down. Your real name is Harry Potter. I'm afraid that Lord Voldemort took you and decided to raise you. I don't hold that against you. You have a right to go to school here. Please don't go to Voldemort this summer. I will help you, Richard or is it Harry." The headmaster told him.
"No...my father is all I have in this world. I'm Richard, not Harry. Harry died a long time ago. My name is Richard. My father has been very supportive of me." He didn't like to defend his father.
"Well son, just be careful around Snape. Oh, your real father left this in my care a long time ago. While you are here, try to listen to your heart. You might find that sometimes listening to your heart can be very hard." Dumbledore said handing him an invisibility cloak, as he went with Pansy back to the Slytherin dorms.
***
He couldn't believe this was happening. Lord Voldemort threw a chair against the wall. Dumbledore revealed that he was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. No, he would have to just tell the boy that the Potters were evil. He couldn't let his Richard become a fighter for good. The Muggle girl was going to have to be eliminated. Then he heard Lucius Malfoy come in. This was great.
"My lord. I came to tell you that your son got sorted into Slytherin. Slytherin is a very good house, but I was wondering, why did my daughter Rebecca get into Gryffndor. I thought you promised me that all my ilk would get into Slytherin." Lucius asked him.
"Crucio." Voldemort said pointing his wand at him. "Simple. Because Rebecca will be keeping an eye on that mudblood, Granger. You see my son has taken an interest in her. I need someone to make sure they don't get too involved with one another. The reason Rebecca is there is because I want her to be there. Don't ever get in my way again, Malfoy or your precious children might have to lose both their parents." He said walking away.
To be continued...
Chapter Three
by
Julia Duvall
Author's Note: Richard and Rebecca get sorted into their respective houses and the results might surprise you. Not to mention that Dumbledore and Richard have a discussion about his schedule. Voldemort and Lucius have a discussion. Not to mention that I had the chapter nearly done, when my computer accidentally crashed and erased the whole entire chapter, so this is a rewritten chapter. It's not as long as I wanted it to be.
KPB: Here is another chapter. Please hurry up with "Harry Ares Malfoy." I really am enjoying it.
Angel: Harry has jade eyes.
HPIceAngel: Just read to find out which house Harry gets sorted in to.
***
He looked over at Rebecca Malfoy. Her eyes were beautiful. Too bad she wasn't older. If she was, maybe he would have had her. No, all he wanted was Hermione.
Hermoine was the reason that he was here. Hermione and Ron were kissing one another. He felt like he wanted to puke. What did she in Ron? He was so poor. Yet, everything would fall into place.
As they entered the Great Hall, Professor McGonnall told him and a bunch of first year students that their houses were going to be like their families and they would receive points. Points would get rewarded to their houses for their achievements and taken away from their houses if they behaved or broke any rules. The House Cup was what every house strove for. God, he thought this woman was certainly long winded.
Then they went into the great hall. The lights were so beautiful Great tables of food and students gathered around the tables. He saw the four great houses display their banners. Red and Gold was the Gryffndor colors. Green and Silver were the Slytherin's. The other two houses he didn't care for.
Rebecca was smiling at him. Why him? She was always around him and he didn't understand why she was always pestering him. Sometimes she had good suggestions, but they were too far in between for his taste. Then he saw Hermione sit down at the Gryffndor house. She was a Gryffndor. Oh well. He just wanted to touch her and take her in his arms. Hermione would be his.
Rebecca then whispered in his ears. "Don't count on it, Richie. She's a mud blood. Besides, Hermione has a boyfriend. He's holding her hand. Oh, is Richie a little angry. Try and get her. Your father is going to be angry with you, because of her. I'm surprised he didn't try to kill you, when he found out you enrolled yourself in school." She actually had no idea how mad he was.
He was going to say something, when he heard his name being called. He sat down and listened to the Sorting Hat. "Hmm, interesting. Where are we going to put you Richard Tromvolde. What an interesting mind you have. So loyal, yet the willingness to prove yourself. You want to be great. Yes, Slytherin is where you belong." The hat told him as he joined the Slytherin's. He was pleased that he got into the house of his dreams. Yet, Hermione was a Gryffndor, but that was okay. She would be his shortly. Now, it was time to see where Rebecca ended up in. This should be a no brainier.
"Rebecca Malfoy." Professor McGonall called. Rebecca walked up there like a lady who had been groomed all her life was carrying herself like a royal lady. She was so pretentious sometimes. Yet, when she sat down, she looked over at him and Draco and gave a wink at the two of them. "Hmm, a Malfoy. A young one, but with noble qualities. Where ever shall I put you? A noble heart, and a sharp mind. These are great qualities that belong to a Gryffndor. That's where you belong." The Sorting Hat told everyone in the great hall.
Draco's face was full of scorn. He wasn't happy. "This isn't happening. A Malfoy in Gryffndor. What's this world coming to? I tell you, Richard. My sister in Gryffndor. Oh man, she's never going to marry well. My father is going to lose it. Oh well, maybe Rebecca can do well there. She would have never fit in here at Slytherin. She has no ambitions, Richard." Draco was such a jerk sometimes, but he did have a good point. He could use her to spy on Hermione and find out how to warm his way into his heart.
Richard then whispered, taking a deep breath. "Your sister can have many uses, Draco. She's very talented and bright. I see raw talent in that one. She might be even more powerful than you, Draco." He said knowing that would light a fire under his friend.
Draco's face reddened. "If I didn't know better, I think you and my sister were screwing one another, Richard. I know you two aren't doing anything with one another. You're too infatuated with that mud blood Granger. Why she's beneath us, Tromvolde?" He said.
He simply laughed. "Yeah, how come she beats you at every subject, with the exception of Potions, then. Answer me that. You call yourself a pure blood." Richard said.
"Whatever." Draco said before getting silent.
Richard was eating his food, when Professor Snape came up to him a few minutes later. "Mr. Tromvolde, the headmaster would like to speak to you for a few minutes. A prefect will lead you to the Slytherin tower after your meeting."
***
Richard followed Snape to the head master's office. He hoped that Dumbledore didn't kick him out. Everything was going so perfectly.
"Come in, Richard." Dumbledore said to him. He came in and saw a phoenix. Phoenix's were rare birds. He had never seen one before. "This is Fawkes."
Fawkes was beautiful. "He's beautiful. I've never seen one up close before." He went to pet it and it just died. Then it came back alive again. "Wow. That's so cool." He said.
"I wanted to ask if you would consider taking an additional course this year. This course will be taught by me. You will be with the Gryffndor's of course. It's called the Merlin Course of Magic. This course mostly deals with the history of Magic and the different ways to use it. It's also about the ethical and unethical uses of Magic. Would you like to take it?" Dumbledore asked him.
Richard thought about it. "Yes. I guess it wouldn't hurt." He just wanted to be near Hermione.
"Richard, sit down. The sorting hat made a comment to me, once the sorting was done. It said that you are much more than you think and might be someone else." Dumbledore said.
"I do remember that some people have called me Richie or Harry sometimes." He told the headmaster.
"Harry, you say..." Hmm, let's see. He then pointed a wand and said "Revelas Truas Identas..." Dumbledore was taken back to the Potter's and saw Voldemort pick up a baby. He then took the baby and left. The baby was Harry Potter, who grew up to be Richard Tromvolde. This wasn't good.
"Sir, what did you see?" He wanted to know what the headmaster saw in his past. He didn't remember much of his early childhood.
"Richard, sit down. Your real name is Harry Potter. I'm afraid that Lord Voldemort took you and decided to raise you. I don't hold that against you. You have a right to go to school here. Please don't go to Voldemort this summer. I will help you, Richard or is it Harry." The headmaster told him.
"No...my father is all I have in this world. I'm Richard, not Harry. Harry died a long time ago. My name is Richard. My father has been very supportive of me." He didn't like to defend his father.
"Well son, just be careful around Snape. Oh, your real father left this in my care a long time ago. While you are here, try to listen to your heart. You might find that sometimes listening to your heart can be very hard." Dumbledore said handing him an invisibility cloak, as he went with Pansy back to the Slytherin dorms.
***
He couldn't believe this was happening. Lord Voldemort threw a chair against the wall. Dumbledore revealed that he was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. No, he would have to just tell the boy that the Potters were evil. He couldn't let his Richard become a fighter for good. The Muggle girl was going to have to be eliminated. Then he heard Lucius Malfoy come in. This was great.
"My lord. I came to tell you that your son got sorted into Slytherin. Slytherin is a very good house, but I was wondering, why did my daughter Rebecca get into Gryffndor. I thought you promised me that all my ilk would get into Slytherin." Lucius asked him.
"Crucio." Voldemort said pointing his wand at him. "Simple. Because Rebecca will be keeping an eye on that mudblood, Granger. You see my son has taken an interest in her. I need someone to make sure they don't get too involved with one another. The reason Rebecca is there is because I want her to be there. Don't ever get in my way again, Malfoy or your precious children might have to lose both their parents." He said walking away.
To be continued...