CHARMING SERPENT
Tempted
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Chapter Two---Interesting Turns
Paige looked at the Leaky Caldron with more than some trepidation as to its hygiene.
"You know, I've seen cleaner looking dumpsters." She whispered to Cole.
"I've seen lower demon's living in better conditioned dirt holes."
"At least it's only for a few nights, right?"
"Hopefully."
They made their way into the run-down and ancient pub.
As they walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. I mean, how often does a muggle-dressed wizard and witch walk into a wizards' pub.
"Can I help you two?" Tom asked.
"Ummm. . . could we get two rooms please?" Cole asked.
"We haven't got any left." He said, clearly snubbing them.
Paige could almost here the 'for trash like you," part in that. She felt her anger rise and whispered EXTREMELY quiet, "Glass."
Tom stared at his hands. The glass had de-materialized in blue lights from his hands.
"Would you check and see if you have two reserved for Cole Turner and Paige Matthews then. Because I really don't want to have to get mean." Paige said, gently tossing the glass he had been polishing.
Tom looked at her and then at his glass before he finally went and checked his register.
"Up the stairs and around your left corner. Rooms five and six." He said grouchily.
"Thank you." Paige said and sat his glass in front of him. But she stopped and turned before she made it to the stairs, "You know, soup and water work wonders together."
Cole smiled and followed her up, leaving the bags.
"We don't offer a bell boy!" Tom shouted up behind them.
Paige sighed and bellowed out, "LUGAGE!"
The still silent occupants of the pub watched as the bags disappeared in the same blue light that the glass had.
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through Diagon Alley, making their way through all of the different shops. They were finally in their seventh year and had changed a great deal.
Harry was now 6'5" with broad shoulders and very nice six-pack, due to his summer job with Charlie. He had finally gotten his hair cut to how HE wanted it. He had gotten it cut in the American fashion of short and slightly messy look along with a lot of super stiff gel. He had also finally discarded his fear of someone seeing his scar and had nearly gotten contacts when Hermione told him that the girls liked how sexy his glasses looked on him. His jaw had become squarer so he had grown a goatee.
Ron, if possible, was taller than Harry. Standing at an amazing 6'7", he towered over the rest of the Weasley crew. Like Harry, he had also spent his last two summers with Charlie, working with dragons in Romania, giving him very broad shoulders and a firm six-pack. Due to the sun, his hair was now a lighter shade of red and (thanks to a little spell he got from Hermione) he had gotten tanner instead of more freckles. His hair was now cut in the same American fashion and he had grown a thin beard around his mouth down to his chin. He was quite a heartthrob in his own right.
Hermione was considerably shorter than the two boys, coming in at 5'7". Her hair had straightened out during sixth year and she had gotten it cut to her elbows. She had also become very curvy and had taken up tae-bo in order to "improve her figure and sharpen her defense skills at the same time." She was very tan from her summer in Egypt and was still on a high from the appreciative glances she had received in New York recently.
"When are we supposed to meet up with Ginny?" Ron asked, not really wanting his sister to tag along, but he really didn't want her to get lost or hurt by the freaks out these days.
"After she gets off at three." Hermione said. She also didn't want 'Tag- along" Ginny around, but Mrs. Weasley had said to make sure and watch out for her.
Harry was really the only one that didn't mind Ginny too much, though he wished she didn't get sent with them quite so often. He was also the only one that recognized that Ginny was being made to go with them most of the time too.
"Well, let's do some shopping first." Hermione said, pulling out their school supplies list.
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Ginny Weasley was in the back row of her brother's joke shop, watching none other than Draco Malfoy talk on cordial terms with her two older brothers, the twins Fred and George. She would almost describe them as brotherly.
She looked at him a little while longer. He had definitely changed. He now stood at 6'6" and held an even more aristocratic air than before, though he seemed a lot mellower. He'd cut his hair like Ron's and Harry's, thought he kept his messier. He'd become rather broad in the shoulders and had a very rich tan. He kept a trim goatee on his square jaw and actually wore muggle clothing. Although it was very expensive muggle clothing (she could swear that his pants were Armani and his shirt was definitely Greek linen), it was still muggle clothing.
She sighed out deeply and went back to taking inventory. ~Crystal balls. . . supposed to be twenty-four. Let's see. . . ~
"One, two, threefourfive, six, seven, eightnineten . . .fifteen OW!" She growled through her teeth as she pulled her throbbing fingers back. One of them had shocked her. She looked at it and watched the image playing through it. Two strangers were trying to teach her something. She watched as each of them disintegrated into little blue lights and moved to another spot. She watched herself try, changing into the lights but returned to the same spot. The image died out and she shook her head. ~That was really weird. Oh well, Ginny, it's a joke shop, don't freak out.~
Ginny sighed as she watched Draco leave. She'd had the biggest crush on him since her fourth year. God help her, she was insane. ~Why would he want me. . .or even look at me. I'm a short, skinny nobody.~
What Ginny was blind to see, that while she was terrible short compared to her brothers (they were all at least a foot taller,) she was still a lovely young woman. She stood at barely 5'1" with long, dark auburn hair and sapphire blue eyes. She had a willowy figure, from all of the running and sprinting that she enjoyed during the summer. She ran at least three miles every day. She was still curvy, but not like all of the other girls her age. She was toned and strong from her hobby.
"Ginny! You done with inventory yet? It's almost three!"
"Nearly!" she shouted back to whichever twin had called out to her, she wasn't exactly sure. She could tell them apart when looking at them, but she still couldn't tell their voices apart.
"Let's see. . .twenty four crystal balls. Eighteen disappearing classroom grenades. Seven viles of spider-making potion for the types like Ron. DONE!"
"Alright! See you later, and don't forget your paycheck." One of them called from the back.
Ginny grabbed her check and made a beeline for Grignotts.
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"Hey Cole, what else do we need?" Paige asked.
"To visit the Elders." He said irritatedly as they felt the fifth pull that day.
"Yes?" Paige asked as they got there.
"We forgot to mention something." The ditzy witch said from her spot at the long table. She was always in a very bright color. Today it was pink and neon purple.
"And?"
"A young girl is going to die in a crossfire between deatheaters and aurors today. She is on the list to be a whitelighter. We want you two to train her."
"TRAIN!! Not save?" Cole asked, wondering how they could let a young woman just die like that.
"It is not in her destiny to live. It is better for her own safety that she dies and becomes a whitelighter. She will be greatly needed and greatly confused when she knows she is dead while everyone thinks she is fine."
Paige and Cole orbed back to Diagon Alley in shock. "That poor child." Paige said, wondering whom they would have to train and explain things to.
They were looking around for anyone that seemed to be in the middle of a battle, when they heard screams coming from near Grignotts.
They ran as fast as they could to the large circle, half of deatheaters, half of aurors and looked at the small girl in the middle.
"Poor child." Cole said, shaking his head at the thought of her death. "It's not going to be pretty. Or easy."
Paige looked at her and wished with all of her heart that they were allowed to save her, but they knew better. When someone was meant to die, they had to die.
"Oh, Lord, someone has to save her!" An old woman said, speaking to a shopkeeper.
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Ron watched in horror as his sister was caught up in a battle. He pulled his wand and watched as his friends and even Draco Malfoy pulled their wands, pointing it towards the deatheaters.
"AVEDA KADAVERA!" A deatheater's voice boomed and sent the green light straight at Ginny.
Ginny let out and ear-piercing scream before she abruptly stopped and fell to the ground, lifeless.
Paige's hand went to her mouth and tears fell from her eyes.
"NO!" Ron shouted, staring at his sister's body, feeling his heart wrenching from its place.
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Ginny circled around, staring in shock at the beauty of her surroundings. "I died." She whispered, walking to find someone to help her find out what she was supposed to do now.
"Hello. We're the Elders. You must be Ginny Weasley." A very bright and bubbly blonde said. Her bright pink and neon purple clothes clashing like cymbals.
"Yes. I don't mean to be rude or look ignorant, but who are you?"
"We're the Elders, the ones who sort of run the magical world. You my dear, have just died."
"Yeah, only one person has ever survived the killing curse." Ginny said, getting kind of snippy from her experience. She just didn't want to think about it.
"Yes, well. We're sending you back. Only, not as a live person. You're still going to be dead."
"What?!"
"Don't worry. Cole Turner and Paige Matthews will explain everything. They're waiting for you. You, my dear, are now a whitelighter. Have fun." The blonde witch said before snapping her fingers, sending Ginny hurtling back to where she saw her body.
~How the hell am I supposed to explain this one!!??~, but before she could think up a passable explanation, all of time stopped on earth and her body was consumed in flames. ~That is going to cause severe psychological damage!~ Ginny thought as she landed where her body had been and watched as all of time started again.
She lay there for a minute more, praying that it was some funky dream, but knew when she heard Ron screaming her name, it wasn't. She took a deep breath, though she wasn't sure if she even needed to breathe now, and began to stand up. ~That fall hurt!~ She silently whined, but began to stand anyway.
She heard several people gasp in shock and Ron stopped screaming. She finally stood on wobbly legs and looked over towards the deatheaters. The same one who had killed her stared in hatred and shouted "CURICO!"
Ginny wasn't taking that one and quickly jumped out of the way, rolled on the ground, and sent her own spell his way. "STUPIFY!"
Many gawked at the fact that a 'big-bad' deatheater was taken down from a stupefy from a wounded little girl.
Ginny looked around for a way out, and got the shock of her life. . .uhm. . .death, when she saw the people that she had seen from the crystal ball. The woman shook her head and the man smiled.
Ginny picked herself up off the ground and ran at her top speed towards them and smiled slightly as the crowd parted for her.
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TBC
Thank you for reading and I do so hope that you enjoyed my newest chapter. Please review and you'll get a new chapter up faster!!
Tempted
Thank you for reviewing!! It really means a lot to me.
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Chapter Two---Interesting Turns
Paige looked at the Leaky Caldron with more than some trepidation as to its hygiene.
"You know, I've seen cleaner looking dumpsters." She whispered to Cole.
"I've seen lower demon's living in better conditioned dirt holes."
"At least it's only for a few nights, right?"
"Hopefully."
They made their way into the run-down and ancient pub.
As they walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. I mean, how often does a muggle-dressed wizard and witch walk into a wizards' pub.
"Can I help you two?" Tom asked.
"Ummm. . . could we get two rooms please?" Cole asked.
"We haven't got any left." He said, clearly snubbing them.
Paige could almost here the 'for trash like you," part in that. She felt her anger rise and whispered EXTREMELY quiet, "Glass."
Tom stared at his hands. The glass had de-materialized in blue lights from his hands.
"Would you check and see if you have two reserved for Cole Turner and Paige Matthews then. Because I really don't want to have to get mean." Paige said, gently tossing the glass he had been polishing.
Tom looked at her and then at his glass before he finally went and checked his register.
"Up the stairs and around your left corner. Rooms five and six." He said grouchily.
"Thank you." Paige said and sat his glass in front of him. But she stopped and turned before she made it to the stairs, "You know, soup and water work wonders together."
Cole smiled and followed her up, leaving the bags.
"We don't offer a bell boy!" Tom shouted up behind them.
Paige sighed and bellowed out, "LUGAGE!"
The still silent occupants of the pub watched as the bags disappeared in the same blue light that the glass had.
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through Diagon Alley, making their way through all of the different shops. They were finally in their seventh year and had changed a great deal.
Harry was now 6'5" with broad shoulders and very nice six-pack, due to his summer job with Charlie. He had finally gotten his hair cut to how HE wanted it. He had gotten it cut in the American fashion of short and slightly messy look along with a lot of super stiff gel. He had also finally discarded his fear of someone seeing his scar and had nearly gotten contacts when Hermione told him that the girls liked how sexy his glasses looked on him. His jaw had become squarer so he had grown a goatee.
Ron, if possible, was taller than Harry. Standing at an amazing 6'7", he towered over the rest of the Weasley crew. Like Harry, he had also spent his last two summers with Charlie, working with dragons in Romania, giving him very broad shoulders and a firm six-pack. Due to the sun, his hair was now a lighter shade of red and (thanks to a little spell he got from Hermione) he had gotten tanner instead of more freckles. His hair was now cut in the same American fashion and he had grown a thin beard around his mouth down to his chin. He was quite a heartthrob in his own right.
Hermione was considerably shorter than the two boys, coming in at 5'7". Her hair had straightened out during sixth year and she had gotten it cut to her elbows. She had also become very curvy and had taken up tae-bo in order to "improve her figure and sharpen her defense skills at the same time." She was very tan from her summer in Egypt and was still on a high from the appreciative glances she had received in New York recently.
"When are we supposed to meet up with Ginny?" Ron asked, not really wanting his sister to tag along, but he really didn't want her to get lost or hurt by the freaks out these days.
"After she gets off at three." Hermione said. She also didn't want 'Tag- along" Ginny around, but Mrs. Weasley had said to make sure and watch out for her.
Harry was really the only one that didn't mind Ginny too much, though he wished she didn't get sent with them quite so often. He was also the only one that recognized that Ginny was being made to go with them most of the time too.
"Well, let's do some shopping first." Hermione said, pulling out their school supplies list.
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Ginny Weasley was in the back row of her brother's joke shop, watching none other than Draco Malfoy talk on cordial terms with her two older brothers, the twins Fred and George. She would almost describe them as brotherly.
She looked at him a little while longer. He had definitely changed. He now stood at 6'6" and held an even more aristocratic air than before, though he seemed a lot mellower. He'd cut his hair like Ron's and Harry's, thought he kept his messier. He'd become rather broad in the shoulders and had a very rich tan. He kept a trim goatee on his square jaw and actually wore muggle clothing. Although it was very expensive muggle clothing (she could swear that his pants were Armani and his shirt was definitely Greek linen), it was still muggle clothing.
She sighed out deeply and went back to taking inventory. ~Crystal balls. . . supposed to be twenty-four. Let's see. . . ~
"One, two, threefourfive, six, seven, eightnineten . . .fifteen OW!" She growled through her teeth as she pulled her throbbing fingers back. One of them had shocked her. She looked at it and watched the image playing through it. Two strangers were trying to teach her something. She watched as each of them disintegrated into little blue lights and moved to another spot. She watched herself try, changing into the lights but returned to the same spot. The image died out and she shook her head. ~That was really weird. Oh well, Ginny, it's a joke shop, don't freak out.~
Ginny sighed as she watched Draco leave. She'd had the biggest crush on him since her fourth year. God help her, she was insane. ~Why would he want me. . .or even look at me. I'm a short, skinny nobody.~
What Ginny was blind to see, that while she was terrible short compared to her brothers (they were all at least a foot taller,) she was still a lovely young woman. She stood at barely 5'1" with long, dark auburn hair and sapphire blue eyes. She had a willowy figure, from all of the running and sprinting that she enjoyed during the summer. She ran at least three miles every day. She was still curvy, but not like all of the other girls her age. She was toned and strong from her hobby.
"Ginny! You done with inventory yet? It's almost three!"
"Nearly!" she shouted back to whichever twin had called out to her, she wasn't exactly sure. She could tell them apart when looking at them, but she still couldn't tell their voices apart.
"Let's see. . .twenty four crystal balls. Eighteen disappearing classroom grenades. Seven viles of spider-making potion for the types like Ron. DONE!"
"Alright! See you later, and don't forget your paycheck." One of them called from the back.
Ginny grabbed her check and made a beeline for Grignotts.
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"Hey Cole, what else do we need?" Paige asked.
"To visit the Elders." He said irritatedly as they felt the fifth pull that day.
"Yes?" Paige asked as they got there.
"We forgot to mention something." The ditzy witch said from her spot at the long table. She was always in a very bright color. Today it was pink and neon purple.
"And?"
"A young girl is going to die in a crossfire between deatheaters and aurors today. She is on the list to be a whitelighter. We want you two to train her."
"TRAIN!! Not save?" Cole asked, wondering how they could let a young woman just die like that.
"It is not in her destiny to live. It is better for her own safety that she dies and becomes a whitelighter. She will be greatly needed and greatly confused when she knows she is dead while everyone thinks she is fine."
Paige and Cole orbed back to Diagon Alley in shock. "That poor child." Paige said, wondering whom they would have to train and explain things to.
They were looking around for anyone that seemed to be in the middle of a battle, when they heard screams coming from near Grignotts.
They ran as fast as they could to the large circle, half of deatheaters, half of aurors and looked at the small girl in the middle.
"Poor child." Cole said, shaking his head at the thought of her death. "It's not going to be pretty. Or easy."
Paige looked at her and wished with all of her heart that they were allowed to save her, but they knew better. When someone was meant to die, they had to die.
"Oh, Lord, someone has to save her!" An old woman said, speaking to a shopkeeper.
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Ron watched in horror as his sister was caught up in a battle. He pulled his wand and watched as his friends and even Draco Malfoy pulled their wands, pointing it towards the deatheaters.
"AVEDA KADAVERA!" A deatheater's voice boomed and sent the green light straight at Ginny.
Ginny let out and ear-piercing scream before she abruptly stopped and fell to the ground, lifeless.
Paige's hand went to her mouth and tears fell from her eyes.
"NO!" Ron shouted, staring at his sister's body, feeling his heart wrenching from its place.
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Ginny circled around, staring in shock at the beauty of her surroundings. "I died." She whispered, walking to find someone to help her find out what she was supposed to do now.
"Hello. We're the Elders. You must be Ginny Weasley." A very bright and bubbly blonde said. Her bright pink and neon purple clothes clashing like cymbals.
"Yes. I don't mean to be rude or look ignorant, but who are you?"
"We're the Elders, the ones who sort of run the magical world. You my dear, have just died."
"Yeah, only one person has ever survived the killing curse." Ginny said, getting kind of snippy from her experience. She just didn't want to think about it.
"Yes, well. We're sending you back. Only, not as a live person. You're still going to be dead."
"What?!"
"Don't worry. Cole Turner and Paige Matthews will explain everything. They're waiting for you. You, my dear, are now a whitelighter. Have fun." The blonde witch said before snapping her fingers, sending Ginny hurtling back to where she saw her body.
~How the hell am I supposed to explain this one!!??~, but before she could think up a passable explanation, all of time stopped on earth and her body was consumed in flames. ~That is going to cause severe psychological damage!~ Ginny thought as she landed where her body had been and watched as all of time started again.
She lay there for a minute more, praying that it was some funky dream, but knew when she heard Ron screaming her name, it wasn't. She took a deep breath, though she wasn't sure if she even needed to breathe now, and began to stand up. ~That fall hurt!~ She silently whined, but began to stand anyway.
She heard several people gasp in shock and Ron stopped screaming. She finally stood on wobbly legs and looked over towards the deatheaters. The same one who had killed her stared in hatred and shouted "CURICO!"
Ginny wasn't taking that one and quickly jumped out of the way, rolled on the ground, and sent her own spell his way. "STUPIFY!"
Many gawked at the fact that a 'big-bad' deatheater was taken down from a stupefy from a wounded little girl.
Ginny looked around for a way out, and got the shock of her life. . .uhm. . .death, when she saw the people that she had seen from the crystal ball. The woman shook her head and the man smiled.
Ginny picked herself up off the ground and ran at her top speed towards them and smiled slightly as the crowd parted for her.
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TBC
Thank you for reading and I do so hope that you enjoyed my newest chapter. Please review and you'll get a new chapter up faster!!