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"I said show yourself!" he repeated angrily as sweat began to drip of his brow.
"Alastor." A voice hissed. "Quick! Over here!"
Moody spun around (his magical eye still on the spot he was in before). "Who is present!?"
"You will show no belief Alastor, when I do show myself." The voice replied. It was a man's voice, soft, and friendly, that held familiarity to Moody. Moody just couldn't pinpoint it.
"Well, I am ready. Show yourself now!"
"You are not ready." The man replied sadly. "You will call me evil, a lie, and curse me."
"What am I to expect then? Who?" Moody asked anxiously.
The man cleared his throat. "Tell me first Alastor, what has been happening with Voldemort lately? How is Harry-"
"You're a spy!" Moody spat angrily.
"No," the man answered. "I am not. Do you not recognize my voice?"
"I cannot trust anyone!" Moody snapped.
"Don't trust me then." The voice said sadly.
He sighed. "I might if I knew who you are!"
"I-" the man said, coming out of the darkness. He had long, dark, tattered and stained robes. Moody's face grew ashen white as he realized who it was. He had messy black hair and familiar blue eyes."- am James Potter."
(ok, this one's short, but the chapters will get longer, don't worry. It's just short right now, cuz I found a good place to stop it. Sorry! Please review!)
"I said show yourself!" he repeated angrily as sweat began to drip of his brow.
"Alastor." A voice hissed. "Quick! Over here!"
Moody spun around (his magical eye still on the spot he was in before). "Who is present!?"
"You will show no belief Alastor, when I do show myself." The voice replied. It was a man's voice, soft, and friendly, that held familiarity to Moody. Moody just couldn't pinpoint it.
"Well, I am ready. Show yourself now!"
"You are not ready." The man replied sadly. "You will call me evil, a lie, and curse me."
"What am I to expect then? Who?" Moody asked anxiously.
The man cleared his throat. "Tell me first Alastor, what has been happening with Voldemort lately? How is Harry-"
"You're a spy!" Moody spat angrily.
"No," the man answered. "I am not. Do you not recognize my voice?"
"I cannot trust anyone!" Moody snapped.
"Don't trust me then." The voice said sadly.
He sighed. "I might if I knew who you are!"
"I-" the man said, coming out of the darkness. He had long, dark, tattered and stained robes. Moody's face grew ashen white as he realized who it was. He had messy black hair and familiar blue eyes."- am James Potter."
(ok, this one's short, but the chapters will get longer, don't worry. It's just short right now, cuz I found a good place to stop it. Sorry! Please review!)