Chapter 2: Visions of a Stranger
forgetting about most the vision things went about normally for Harry until the night before his
birthday. As Harry went to sleep because of and especially exhausting day of chores. Not that Harry was
complaining the manual labor seemed to be helping Harry develop a little muscle and proper meals are
allowing him to grow a bit he was now at where he should be for his age, but still with incredibly messy jet
black hair and green eyes that seemed to hold innocence now filled with grief and anger. As Harry breathing
slowed and he slipped into dreams he failed to practice occlomacy and therefore open to anything, but he
wasn't ready for what he watched next. Harry stood there watching scenes unfold and saw the same teen
that didn't seem much older being whipped by a whip like curse like the one Hermione was hit with in the
Department of Mysteries. His flesh peeling off while he worked with tools shaping what seemed to be his
bone into what appeared a rather long wand which he was now carving runes that he'd didn't know the
meaning of around the handle. Watching him finish the strange teem cut his wrist and allowed the blood to
drip across the length of the odd looking wand. Watching the wound close itself the teen brought out four
bottles. One of the bottles was an acidic yellowish liquid which he put dots on certain points on the wand.
The liquid hissed as it hit the blood and bone but instead of eating thru it absorbed a little of the blood
and mixed in with the bone. The second bottle contained pearly white liquid that reminded him of phoenix
tears. The liquid was dropped in the same spots as the liquid before, but instead of hissing it glowed slightly
with the blood and also absorbed into the bone. The third bottle seemed to be unmistakably unicorn blood.
He put four drops where it predecessors were and the bloods seem to battle and swirl into a purple
concoction that then absorbed into the bone. The final liquid was something he'd never seen before it seemed
to have no color but all at once and none. He placed the drops like the others and all his blood then
absorbed into the bone wand. with that he put the wand a ways away before taking a large flash and pouring
the leftover all together inside of it the mixture seemed to bubble, smoke, and glow while giving off light that
seemed to be fear inducing and completely soothing using the wand to stir it he pulled our his want which
glowed for a second before pointing the wand at his other wrist he muttered a curse and his blood poured
into the flask causing the mixture to turn a colure of while that had black mist coming off of it and with one
motion downed it all. At first Harry hadn't understood what was going on but at that moment though he
couldn't hear it he could tell he was in the most pain of his life and for the first time he felt that scream tear
thru him. At that Harry woke up in a silent scream shaking all over. Not only did his scar hurt his entire
body hurt. Sitting up still shaking he walked silently to the bathroom and cooled his flush face with cold
water. walking back to his room feeling slightly better he noticed a large and slightly annoyed barn owl
knocking at his window, Harry walked over to it to let it in, but to notice five others waiting with packages
as well.
forgetting about most the vision things went about normally for Harry until the night before his
birthday. As Harry went to sleep because of and especially exhausting day of chores. Not that Harry was
complaining the manual labor seemed to be helping Harry develop a little muscle and proper meals are
allowing him to grow a bit he was now at where he should be for his age, but still with incredibly messy jet
black hair and green eyes that seemed to hold innocence now filled with grief and anger. As Harry breathing
slowed and he slipped into dreams he failed to practice occlomacy and therefore open to anything, but he
wasn't ready for what he watched next. Harry stood there watching scenes unfold and saw the same teen
that didn't seem much older being whipped by a whip like curse like the one Hermione was hit with in the
Department of Mysteries. His flesh peeling off while he worked with tools shaping what seemed to be his
bone into what appeared a rather long wand which he was now carving runes that he'd didn't know the
meaning of around the handle. Watching him finish the strange teem cut his wrist and allowed the blood to
drip across the length of the odd looking wand. Watching the wound close itself the teen brought out four
bottles. One of the bottles was an acidic yellowish liquid which he put dots on certain points on the wand.
The liquid hissed as it hit the blood and bone but instead of eating thru it absorbed a little of the blood
and mixed in with the bone. The second bottle contained pearly white liquid that reminded him of phoenix
tears. The liquid was dropped in the same spots as the liquid before, but instead of hissing it glowed slightly
with the blood and also absorbed into the bone. The third bottle seemed to be unmistakably unicorn blood.
He put four drops where it predecessors were and the bloods seem to battle and swirl into a purple
concoction that then absorbed into the bone. The final liquid was something he'd never seen before it seemed
to have no color but all at once and none. He placed the drops like the others and all his blood then
absorbed into the bone wand. with that he put the wand a ways away before taking a large flash and pouring
the leftover all together inside of it the mixture seemed to bubble, smoke, and glow while giving off light that
seemed to be fear inducing and completely soothing using the wand to stir it he pulled our his want which
glowed for a second before pointing the wand at his other wrist he muttered a curse and his blood poured
into the flask causing the mixture to turn a colure of while that had black mist coming off of it and with one
motion downed it all. At first Harry hadn't understood what was going on but at that moment though he
couldn't hear it he could tell he was in the most pain of his life and for the first time he felt that scream tear
thru him. At that Harry woke up in a silent scream shaking all over. Not only did his scar hurt his entire
body hurt. Sitting up still shaking he walked silently to the bathroom and cooled his flush face with cold
water. walking back to his room feeling slightly better he noticed a large and slightly annoyed barn owl
knocking at his window, Harry walked over to it to let it in, but to notice five others waiting with packages
as well.
