Dark Horizons
Chapter Seven: The Bigger Picture
By
Julia Duvall
Authors Note: To everybody who reviewed, thank you. There is one OOTP spoiler in here. Sorry, I couldn't help it, but I just had to include the character in here.
Richard was extremely happy when he got his new broom delivered earlier in the week. It was a Firebolt. The Firebolt was what some of the best quidditch players used in the world.
Hedwig had delivered the broom to him. She was a beautiful bird and a very loyal friend, he thought to himself. He petted her gently and she hooted at him. Hedwig had eyes that were just piercing. Richard should have asked his father for an owl a long time ago. Watching Hedwig take flight was breathtaking. She was truly magnificent.
He then felt a searing pain in his temple. He saw that his pocket mirror was glowing green. His father was trying to contact him. Going to the Northern Tower was his only option at the moment. No one ever went there. The pain seemed to be lessening, as he got closer to the Northern Tower.
Taking out the mirror as he got to the Northern Tower, and saying "Hello, Father."
Voldemort, his father, didn't look very happy or pleased, but rather furious. "I'm glad that you made it into Slytherin. However, I see that you have not heeded my words, "No Quidditch."
Enough was enough. "Father, I must try to be as normal as I can. Quidditch is fun and I feel well..."
Voldemort said, "Fine, do this foolishness, but you'll regret this."
Draco caught up to his younger sister, who was in Gryffindor, which came as a rather nasty surprise.
Rebecca rolled her blue eyes at him and yawned, "What do you want, Draco?" She sounded annoyed.
Draco grabbed his sister's arm and dragged her by it, into an empty potions classroom. "Richard is going to become a real liability and a problem." He told his sister with malice in his eyes.
Rebecca laughed in his face and gave him an answer. "Please, Draco. If anything, I think Richard is very talented and can do anything he sets his mind to. Not to mention that he's loyal to his father, unlike some people who I will not mention, Draco. You've always been a disappointment to our father." She told her older brother.
Her brother's face reddened. "Not if he learns that Voldemort isn't his real father. You love him Rebecca. I know you do. Yet, he will never be your boyfriend or husband, Rebecca. Besides, he's going to steal my position."
Rebecca smirked an evil glance towards her brother. "Please spare me, your childish behavior, Draco. I'm glad he's trying out for quidditch. Have you ever really caught the snitch? No, Draco. Richard and me are just good friends. You never have understood that. You're letting your jealousy consume you." Trying to calm her brother down.
Draco then decided to drop a little bombshell on his sister. "He's really Harry Potter. You know that means he could and probably will kill the dark lord." He told his sister with cruel delight.
Rebecca went pale. "You're so disgustingly cruel, sometimes, Draco. Always ruining everything, Draco. I hope your happy now." She left the room in tears crying, but making sure her brother didn't see her.
"Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione asked her boyfriend. She could tell that he was angry about something, but she didn't know why or what had caused him to get in this mood.
"Oh, don't play innocent with me, Hermione. I know that you and Richard have been seeing one another behind my back." He accused her of cheating, right to her face.
"Who told you that ridiculous lie?" She wanted an answer.
He looked at her with disgust. "Millicent Bulstrode told me she saw you and Richard together. She said that you and Richard looked pretty hot and steamy together."
Hermione got upset and started to cry. "Ugly lies. All we did was study together."
He gave her a brutal glare. "How could you Hermione? I told you to stay away from Richard Tromvolde, yet you didn't listen."
Rolling her eyes, she told him. "Please, Ron. I'm tutoring him, nothing more. You are acting like a jealous moron."
Ron coughed. "You don't see the way he looks at you, but I do. He's lusting after you, and you are very naïve if you don't see it. Richard wants to corrupt you. I'm not going to let that happen."
She then yelled, "You're letting your jealously consume you and I'm not going to date or marry you if you continue to pursue your hatred of him. We are through. Here's your ring back."
"Hermione." Ron coughed, then with tears in his eyes, "Don't throw away what we have." He tried to put the ring back on her finger, but she shoved it away.
"I can't watch you self-destruct. It hurts to watch you behave like this." She walked away crying.
Rebecca Malfoy was upset with Draco. Draco always knew how to ruin everything. She needed a place where she could be alone. Going to the North Tower, was one of the few places she went. Rebecca hid behind a curtain, when she a pair of black shoes with silver snakes on them. When she heard the pair of shoes, leaving, she discovered a golden pocket mirror with two snakes entwined. She opened it up and saw Lord Voldemort and Wormtail talking to one another.
She couldn't help but listen. This conversation should prove interesting. "Wormtail, my son is growing defiant. I believe that Dumbledore has told Richard his real name is Harry Potter." Voldemort bitterly said.
Wormtail then quivering, "He will never believe Dumbledore. You raised him as your heir. Besides, he will never betray you. I doubt he would ever disobey you." What an idiotic fool Wormtail was.
"Until now." Voldemort clenched his fist. "I think; no feel like someone is watching us."
That's when she closed the mirror. She was afraid that Voldemort might have discovered her using the mirror to spy on them. Yet, she had information now that was valuable. The question was how to use it and should she tell Richard what she knew. Somehow, Richard, no err, Harry was going to be a huge part of her life.
Richard saw Padfoot coming to him. "Padfoot, where have you been? He bent down and petted his dog.
"He was found wondering in the halls. Just thought, you would like to have him back." Hermione told him.
"Hermione, it's nice to see you" He was happy to see her, unlike some other people.
Padfoot (Sirius) didn't like the way they were looking at one another. Well, it
really was Harry, the way he was looking at her. There was lust in his eyes. He really wanted this girl.
"I'm glad you feel that way, Richard. Oh, I do hope you do well during the Quidditch tryouts today."
"Me too. I've got to go. Will you mind Padfoot, for me, Hermione?" He asked her.
"Of course I will." She said happily.
"Thanks, Hermione." He gave her a little kiss on the cheek before running off to the Slytherin try-outs for quidditch.
Ron was so furious with Hermione that he didn't realize where he was going, until he knocked down Rebecca Malfoy. "Oh, I'm sorry Rebbeca. Here, let me help you up." He offered his hand to help her up.
Rebecca smiled at him. "It's okay, Ron. I just wasn't looking where I was going. I've had a lot on my mind." She told him. Ron was okay unlike his brothers.
He smiled back at her. "That's fine. I was upset because me and Hermione broke up." Ron told her with a great sadness in his voice.
Rebecca knew that if Richard/Harry got together with Hermione, it would ruin all of her plans. She wanted her future to be with Richard. She had big dreams. "That's because Richard put a spell on her." She lied to him knowing that it would start a fight between the two of them.
Ron then grimaced. "That bloody git. I'll get him for this. Thank you, Rebecca. You're really sweet, unlike your brother. I'll make Richard pay for this. You just watch." Ron told her.
"No problem." She said to Ron as he walked away. She was going to make a deal with Lord Voldemort. In her heart, she loved Richard and would do anything for him. Plus she wanted him intensely. Yet, there was an annoying little obstacle called Hermione. She would get rid of her in some horrible way."
Professor Snape was watching the Slytherin try-outs; his eyes seemed rather focused on me, Richard Tromvolde. He also saw Professor Delores Umbridge.
He didn't like her, she was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts. Delores Umbridge was constantly watching him. She was a ministry official. His father said to be careful around Ministry officials and Dumbledore especially. Dumbledore, knew that his father, Lord Voldemort was back and was watching everything his father did. Now he had to watch everything.
His concentration was broken when, one of the Slytherins, said, "Next." Richard mounted his broom and began to fly on it.
Richard loved being on his broom. He felt so free and relaxed. His father didn't know that Wormtail had taught him the game of quidditch. Voldemort thought it was trivial. All of a sudden he saw the bludger and it was hurling towards him, along with the snitch zooming towards him.
The snitch was the most important thing to catch. He avoided the bludger by quickly diving towards the right. He then just zoomed forward to get the snitch. He got it, but was knocked off the broom by a quaffle, but he held on to the snitch. Everything was timed perfectly, as though he could get a potion right.
After it was over, Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin and his potions professor came up to him and said; "Congratulations, Mister Tromvolde. You've done very well, unlike potions." He said and walked away. That was an odd thing he thought to himself, to get a compliment from Snape.
Professor Umbridge walked past him and said, "Lucky bastard. Let's see if he's ready for what I got prepared for him next."
Ron saw Draco looking rather angry and pissed. That pleased him immensely.
Draco turned around, "Hey, Wesley. Can't even keep your girlfriend. I guess you're having a bad time now that Harry Potter is in the school, but he doesn't go by that name." He loved taunting him.
Ron grabbed Draco by the collar of his robes. "Ever since we started school, I have always hated you. Besides everyone knows that Harry Potter died."
Draco twisted his lips. "Hmm, ask yourself this Weasley, did little baby Harry Potter die? Or did something else happen? I think it might have. He might have grown up being raised by someone not so nice."
Ron released his grip on Draco and threw him to the ground. "I'm not falling for one of your stupid tricks. At least I don't use women and hide behind my father. I know that your friend Richard is the new Slytherin seeker. Have fun, Draco watching from the side lines." He smiled walking away from Draco.
Dumbledore knew that something had to be done. He had to destroy Voldemort or Richard/Harry's future would be ruined.
He was using dark mark to get what he wanted. That had to stop.
Then an idea came to his mind. He knew exactly what he was going to teach at his next class.
To be continued...
Chapter Seven: The Bigger Picture
By
Julia Duvall
Authors Note: To everybody who reviewed, thank you. There is one OOTP spoiler in here. Sorry, I couldn't help it, but I just had to include the character in here.
Richard was extremely happy when he got his new broom delivered earlier in the week. It was a Firebolt. The Firebolt was what some of the best quidditch players used in the world.
Hedwig had delivered the broom to him. She was a beautiful bird and a very loyal friend, he thought to himself. He petted her gently and she hooted at him. Hedwig had eyes that were just piercing. Richard should have asked his father for an owl a long time ago. Watching Hedwig take flight was breathtaking. She was truly magnificent.
He then felt a searing pain in his temple. He saw that his pocket mirror was glowing green. His father was trying to contact him. Going to the Northern Tower was his only option at the moment. No one ever went there. The pain seemed to be lessening, as he got closer to the Northern Tower.
Taking out the mirror as he got to the Northern Tower, and saying "Hello, Father."
Voldemort, his father, didn't look very happy or pleased, but rather furious. "I'm glad that you made it into Slytherin. However, I see that you have not heeded my words, "No Quidditch."
Enough was enough. "Father, I must try to be as normal as I can. Quidditch is fun and I feel well..."
Voldemort said, "Fine, do this foolishness, but you'll regret this."
Draco caught up to his younger sister, who was in Gryffindor, which came as a rather nasty surprise.
Rebecca rolled her blue eyes at him and yawned, "What do you want, Draco?" She sounded annoyed.
Draco grabbed his sister's arm and dragged her by it, into an empty potions classroom. "Richard is going to become a real liability and a problem." He told his sister with malice in his eyes.
Rebecca laughed in his face and gave him an answer. "Please, Draco. If anything, I think Richard is very talented and can do anything he sets his mind to. Not to mention that he's loyal to his father, unlike some people who I will not mention, Draco. You've always been a disappointment to our father." She told her older brother.
Her brother's face reddened. "Not if he learns that Voldemort isn't his real father. You love him Rebecca. I know you do. Yet, he will never be your boyfriend or husband, Rebecca. Besides, he's going to steal my position."
Rebecca smirked an evil glance towards her brother. "Please spare me, your childish behavior, Draco. I'm glad he's trying out for quidditch. Have you ever really caught the snitch? No, Draco. Richard and me are just good friends. You never have understood that. You're letting your jealousy consume you." Trying to calm her brother down.
Draco then decided to drop a little bombshell on his sister. "He's really Harry Potter. You know that means he could and probably will kill the dark lord." He told his sister with cruel delight.
Rebecca went pale. "You're so disgustingly cruel, sometimes, Draco. Always ruining everything, Draco. I hope your happy now." She left the room in tears crying, but making sure her brother didn't see her.
"Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione asked her boyfriend. She could tell that he was angry about something, but she didn't know why or what had caused him to get in this mood.
"Oh, don't play innocent with me, Hermione. I know that you and Richard have been seeing one another behind my back." He accused her of cheating, right to her face.
"Who told you that ridiculous lie?" She wanted an answer.
He looked at her with disgust. "Millicent Bulstrode told me she saw you and Richard together. She said that you and Richard looked pretty hot and steamy together."
Hermione got upset and started to cry. "Ugly lies. All we did was study together."
He gave her a brutal glare. "How could you Hermione? I told you to stay away from Richard Tromvolde, yet you didn't listen."
Rolling her eyes, she told him. "Please, Ron. I'm tutoring him, nothing more. You are acting like a jealous moron."
Ron coughed. "You don't see the way he looks at you, but I do. He's lusting after you, and you are very naïve if you don't see it. Richard wants to corrupt you. I'm not going to let that happen."
She then yelled, "You're letting your jealously consume you and I'm not going to date or marry you if you continue to pursue your hatred of him. We are through. Here's your ring back."
"Hermione." Ron coughed, then with tears in his eyes, "Don't throw away what we have." He tried to put the ring back on her finger, but she shoved it away.
"I can't watch you self-destruct. It hurts to watch you behave like this." She walked away crying.
Rebecca Malfoy was upset with Draco. Draco always knew how to ruin everything. She needed a place where she could be alone. Going to the North Tower, was one of the few places she went. Rebecca hid behind a curtain, when she a pair of black shoes with silver snakes on them. When she heard the pair of shoes, leaving, she discovered a golden pocket mirror with two snakes entwined. She opened it up and saw Lord Voldemort and Wormtail talking to one another.
She couldn't help but listen. This conversation should prove interesting. "Wormtail, my son is growing defiant. I believe that Dumbledore has told Richard his real name is Harry Potter." Voldemort bitterly said.
Wormtail then quivering, "He will never believe Dumbledore. You raised him as your heir. Besides, he will never betray you. I doubt he would ever disobey you." What an idiotic fool Wormtail was.
"Until now." Voldemort clenched his fist. "I think; no feel like someone is watching us."
That's when she closed the mirror. She was afraid that Voldemort might have discovered her using the mirror to spy on them. Yet, she had information now that was valuable. The question was how to use it and should she tell Richard what she knew. Somehow, Richard, no err, Harry was going to be a huge part of her life.
Richard saw Padfoot coming to him. "Padfoot, where have you been? He bent down and petted his dog.
"He was found wondering in the halls. Just thought, you would like to have him back." Hermione told him.
"Hermione, it's nice to see you" He was happy to see her, unlike some other people.
Padfoot (Sirius) didn't like the way they were looking at one another. Well, it
really was Harry, the way he was looking at her. There was lust in his eyes. He really wanted this girl.
"I'm glad you feel that way, Richard. Oh, I do hope you do well during the Quidditch tryouts today."
"Me too. I've got to go. Will you mind Padfoot, for me, Hermione?" He asked her.
"Of course I will." She said happily.
"Thanks, Hermione." He gave her a little kiss on the cheek before running off to the Slytherin try-outs for quidditch.
Ron was so furious with Hermione that he didn't realize where he was going, until he knocked down Rebecca Malfoy. "Oh, I'm sorry Rebbeca. Here, let me help you up." He offered his hand to help her up.
Rebecca smiled at him. "It's okay, Ron. I just wasn't looking where I was going. I've had a lot on my mind." She told him. Ron was okay unlike his brothers.
He smiled back at her. "That's fine. I was upset because me and Hermione broke up." Ron told her with a great sadness in his voice.
Rebecca knew that if Richard/Harry got together with Hermione, it would ruin all of her plans. She wanted her future to be with Richard. She had big dreams. "That's because Richard put a spell on her." She lied to him knowing that it would start a fight between the two of them.
Ron then grimaced. "That bloody git. I'll get him for this. Thank you, Rebecca. You're really sweet, unlike your brother. I'll make Richard pay for this. You just watch." Ron told her.
"No problem." She said to Ron as he walked away. She was going to make a deal with Lord Voldemort. In her heart, she loved Richard and would do anything for him. Plus she wanted him intensely. Yet, there was an annoying little obstacle called Hermione. She would get rid of her in some horrible way."
Professor Snape was watching the Slytherin try-outs; his eyes seemed rather focused on me, Richard Tromvolde. He also saw Professor Delores Umbridge.
He didn't like her, she was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts. Delores Umbridge was constantly watching him. She was a ministry official. His father said to be careful around Ministry officials and Dumbledore especially. Dumbledore, knew that his father, Lord Voldemort was back and was watching everything his father did. Now he had to watch everything.
His concentration was broken when, one of the Slytherins, said, "Next." Richard mounted his broom and began to fly on it.
Richard loved being on his broom. He felt so free and relaxed. His father didn't know that Wormtail had taught him the game of quidditch. Voldemort thought it was trivial. All of a sudden he saw the bludger and it was hurling towards him, along with the snitch zooming towards him.
The snitch was the most important thing to catch. He avoided the bludger by quickly diving towards the right. He then just zoomed forward to get the snitch. He got it, but was knocked off the broom by a quaffle, but he held on to the snitch. Everything was timed perfectly, as though he could get a potion right.
After it was over, Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin and his potions professor came up to him and said; "Congratulations, Mister Tromvolde. You've done very well, unlike potions." He said and walked away. That was an odd thing he thought to himself, to get a compliment from Snape.
Professor Umbridge walked past him and said, "Lucky bastard. Let's see if he's ready for what I got prepared for him next."
Ron saw Draco looking rather angry and pissed. That pleased him immensely.
Draco turned around, "Hey, Wesley. Can't even keep your girlfriend. I guess you're having a bad time now that Harry Potter is in the school, but he doesn't go by that name." He loved taunting him.
Ron grabbed Draco by the collar of his robes. "Ever since we started school, I have always hated you. Besides everyone knows that Harry Potter died."
Draco twisted his lips. "Hmm, ask yourself this Weasley, did little baby Harry Potter die? Or did something else happen? I think it might have. He might have grown up being raised by someone not so nice."
Ron released his grip on Draco and threw him to the ground. "I'm not falling for one of your stupid tricks. At least I don't use women and hide behind my father. I know that your friend Richard is the new Slytherin seeker. Have fun, Draco watching from the side lines." He smiled walking away from Draco.
Dumbledore knew that something had to be done. He had to destroy Voldemort or Richard/Harry's future would be ruined.
He was using dark mark to get what he wanted. That had to stop.
Then an idea came to his mind. He knew exactly what he was going to teach at his next class.
To be continued...