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Crack crack crack. Pant pant pant. Harry was back in the woods but it was not the wooded area behind the military camp again, it seemed like he was deep within the forbidden forest.
Like before he was following Desiree deep into the wood but it was getting harder for him to keep up, it was like Desiree wasn't even human anymore, more like an animal. His scar was beginning to hurt but not a searing pain, more like a throb.
Frump.
Desiree was once again lying at Lord Voldermort's feet, or was she? Hearing a muffled vicious screech from behind his arch enemy Harry's mind and body filled with rage, sorrow, and surprise to see Desiree tied up against a tree in a pair of ripped jeans and what looked like one of Harry's shirts. Her head hung limp on her body like she had absolutely no energy to hold it up and blood stained her clothes, skin, and hair.
Turning back to Voldermort and the woman he gasped to find that the woman was exactly like Nadina had been described to him. Long black hair cascaded down her back, flawless milky white skin, deep brown almost black eyes with hate embedded in them, and black robes that accentuated her lovely curves.
"Come join me my dear Nadina and together we will rid the world of Harry Potter and finish Salazar Slytherins noble work." Still staring at the odd couple he heard Nadina say in a high, raspy, cold voice "I join you my lord." "Shall we torture her together for her disobedience?" with the tone of punishing a newly trained puppy who messed on the floor.
A wicked grin was smeared across Nadina's face as she nodded her head in glee. Pointing their wands together at helpless Desiree they simultaneously cried "Crucio!"
In conjunction with Desiree's screams of pain, Harry's "Nooo!" rang throughout the otherwise silent woods.
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Harry jerked awake clutching his scar which had upgraded from a tolerable throb to an unbearable pain. His heart was racing at an unbelievable pace and he felt as if his lungs were about to burst he was breathing so hard.
`What did that mean?' he thought to himself as he glared at his roommates, feeling pangs of jealously and slight hate towards them for their peaceful slumbers. Looking at his watch that read 4:30 am he sighed and got up to go downstairs.
Descending as quietly as possible down the spiral staircase he saw, with no surprise, Desiree curled up in a chair reading a book. Waiting on her comment of notice towards him Harry hung back to just look at her for a moment.
Realizing that there was not going to be any outgoing comment he sneaked to the back of the chair to find her deeply engrossed in her book. "Morning babe." he said softly to her.
Oddly enough Desiree jumped at the sound of his voice and turned around ready to pop whoever disturbed her quiet time. Finding that it was Harry she placed her hand over her heart to try and calm it down.
"Harry, you scared me." she said in a mock terror filled voice. "I'm sorry." he sweetly kissed her on the lips to seal his apology. "Man, I swear you are down here as much as I am this early in the morning. What was it this time? Another dream?" she asked in a concerned voice. "Yeah." said Harry looking at the carpet.
"Well." Desiree inquired "What was it about?" Harry told her the dream in acute detail and when he was finished Desiree had the same look etched across her features like the first time he told her about his dreams.
"I don't know what it means Dez, is there anything you could enlighten me on about it?" Harry asked desperately hoping to make sense of the haunting dream. Desiree took a deep breath and said "Okay, but don't interrupt me until I'm finished." Harry nodded in agreement hoping to find some aspect of sanity for his dream.
"The night before Hagrid came to get me I tried to run away and I almost succeeded. I was running through the woods with no problem what so ever until I bumped into someone. When I bumped into them I fell backwards and had to look up into their face. Never in my life had I seen a face like that. It was all pointy and dry and he had red eyes, those eyes scared me. He had another guy with him with a metal hand and the red eyed dude told him to kill me but by that time I was gone, I hauled ass as fast as I could the way I came from. I did see light being shot at me but I dodged it with no problem. I hadn't seen either one of those guys since."
After pausing for a moment Harry started to speak with a confused voice "But why did Voldermort, that is the name of the guy with the red eyes, want to kill you if you have Nadina inside of you? Voldermort is the heir of Slytherin and wouldn't he want Nadina to be with him?"
"I don't know Harry, I just don't know. Maybe he didn't realize who I was or maybe he didn't know Nadina was in me. Whatever the reason is I'm gonna find out; and I'm gonna beat it."
"That's what I love about you." Harry said staring into her brown eyes that were slowly filling with other feelings and emotions besides hollowness and mistrust. "You're so strong and you never back down."
"Well, I think it's time to change the subject. You ready for the game today?" Today was in fact the first Gryiffindor Quidditch match and it went with tradition to open against Slytherin. "Yeah, I'm ready. What about you?"
Desiree looked at her boyfriend of a month and a half with a grin full of pride and confidence. "Bring it on baby, I'm ready for em!" "Good. That cup is as good as ours with you on the team." His comment of praise caused a slight blush to rise on her cheeks.
"What were you reading?" he asked her curiously. "Huh? Oh, just a book Dumbledore gave me during our last talk. Its a book about the goddesses and stuff. Did you know that Pandora had a love for animals? I didn't know that. Maybe that's why Care of Magical Creatures is so easy for me." "Yeah, you are pretty good with animals. Is there one you've always wanted?" he asked her with a double meaning.
One, he wanted to know and two her birthday was coming up on the 28th of October and Harry had been planning her birthday bash for weeks and Sirius wanted to know what he could get her. The slight blush that was on her cheeks reddened as she mumbled something out of Harry's range of hearing.
"What?" "Well," she started sheepishly "I always wanted a golden lion tamarin." "What's that?" "It's a type of monkey in the tropical forest with orange fur and a purplish face. I saw it when I was eight in a magazine and I've wanted one ever since."
Harry nodded and gave a slight laugh which earned him a good punch on the arm "Don't laugh at me!" "I'm not baby." Checking his watch again he saw that breakfast started in about an hour so he said. "Let's go get ready, breakfast is going to start in an hour."
Desiree stood up and walked up the spiral staircase that lead up to the girls dormitory to prepare for her first Quidditch match.
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"Captains shake." Madam Hootch demanded at the prelude of the game. Harry glared at the Slytherin Captian Malfoy and held his hand out. Not breaking the cold stare down with Harry, Malfoy accepted his outstretched hand with surplus strength.
"Mount your brooms!" The crowd around them cheered with the anticipation of a good game and a win for the Lions. Harry peered over to look at Desiree. Catching her eye he gave her a reassuring wink which she returned and stuck her tounge out in a playful manner.
Shaking his head he snapped his attention back to Madam Hootch who was releasing the snitch. Only catching a faint glimpse of the minuscule golden ball before it disappeared into the oblivion, Harry zoomed upwards towards the sky to survey the area for the game. The bludgers and quaffle were released and the game began.
After about thirty minutes of flawless tactics Harry paused from looking for the snitch for a moment. He was now immensely glad for the everyday practices he made the team endure this past month. Looking below Harry surveyed the damage they had done.
The chasers were doing a superb job of getting the quaffle past the monkey like keeper for the Slytherins, Ron hasn't let a single quaffle get by him, and his two brand new beaters were working seamlessly together, and knocked every green player off his broom at least once so far.
Checking the score he saw that they were sixty points up. Regardless of their lead he knew he had to find the snitch quickly, O'Daniel and their new chaser David Torrez tended to get tired after a while and loose their concentration.
"What's the matter wannabe hero? Can't find the snitch because your looking at your whore of a girlfriend?" Forcing himself to keep his head in check Harry coolly rebuttled with "I'm not worried about finding the snitch Malfoy. Knowing my skills and luck it will zoom right into my hand and my gorgeous, smart, talented, not to mention violent girlfriend will be there to help me celebrate our victory while you will be on your knees begging for Gryffindor's mercy."
Malfoy scoffed and shook his head in a disbelieving manner before saying "Oh yeah, will you still be saying that when she goes over to the dark side like her ancestors?" "Once again, I'm not worried about it because she won't." "Keep believing that Potter" he sneered "and maybe it will come true but you and I both know that the Dark Lord always gets what he wants."
Harry gave a slight laugh and said "Well, he's wanted me dead for the past sixteen years and I'm up here arguing with you so forgive me if I don't put any faith in your words." At that moment he caught sight of the snitch twittering some twenty feet above the stands.
Plunging down at top speed he raced to be the first one there. Malfoy saw Harry dive and went after him, hoping to finally beat the boy wonder. The captain seekers were now neck and neck racing to be the first to reach the snitch.
Desiree was only a few feet away from the snitch beating bludgers when she saw Harry dive. Proportioning his dive angle she saw that the snitch was only a few feet away from her. Harry was getting closer now and a speeding black thing caught Desiree's eye. `Hit towards him, knock him off his broom, he doesn't love you and he never will.'
Trying her hardest to ignore the voice shouting its cruel intentions in her mind Desiree saw Malfoy, who was several feet behind now, pull out his wand and point it straight at Harry. Quickly doing some intense calculations in her head Desiree heeded the voices instructions and pelted the bludger towards Harry, but not for the reason the voice wanted.
"Come on take the bait." she squealed while she gripped at her hair to keep from screaming at the sight before her. As if right on cue and target the bludger came in direct contact with the snitch and with a look of surprise on Harry's face he caught the snitch and the bludger at the same time in the stomach, knocking him some twenty feet to the right with its force and probaly bruised and broke some ribs in the process.
Trying to catch the breath that the impact of the bludger took away he grinned and raised the now flat snitch into the air, turned towards a scowling Malfoy, whose curse had missed by a mile, and said "Told ya."
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Crack crack crack. Pant pant pant. Harry was back in the woods but it was not the wooded area behind the military camp again, it seemed like he was deep within the forbidden forest.
Like before he was following Desiree deep into the wood but it was getting harder for him to keep up, it was like Desiree wasn't even human anymore, more like an animal. His scar was beginning to hurt but not a searing pain, more like a throb.
Frump.
Desiree was once again lying at Lord Voldermort's feet, or was she? Hearing a muffled vicious screech from behind his arch enemy Harry's mind and body filled with rage, sorrow, and surprise to see Desiree tied up against a tree in a pair of ripped jeans and what looked like one of Harry's shirts. Her head hung limp on her body like she had absolutely no energy to hold it up and blood stained her clothes, skin, and hair.
Turning back to Voldermort and the woman he gasped to find that the woman was exactly like Nadina had been described to him. Long black hair cascaded down her back, flawless milky white skin, deep brown almost black eyes with hate embedded in them, and black robes that accentuated her lovely curves.
"Come join me my dear Nadina and together we will rid the world of Harry Potter and finish Salazar Slytherins noble work." Still staring at the odd couple he heard Nadina say in a high, raspy, cold voice "I join you my lord." "Shall we torture her together for her disobedience?" with the tone of punishing a newly trained puppy who messed on the floor.
A wicked grin was smeared across Nadina's face as she nodded her head in glee. Pointing their wands together at helpless Desiree they simultaneously cried "Crucio!"
In conjunction with Desiree's screams of pain, Harry's "Nooo!" rang throughout the otherwise silent woods.
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Harry jerked awake clutching his scar which had upgraded from a tolerable throb to an unbearable pain. His heart was racing at an unbelievable pace and he felt as if his lungs were about to burst he was breathing so hard.
`What did that mean?' he thought to himself as he glared at his roommates, feeling pangs of jealously and slight hate towards them for their peaceful slumbers. Looking at his watch that read 4:30 am he sighed and got up to go downstairs.
Descending as quietly as possible down the spiral staircase he saw, with no surprise, Desiree curled up in a chair reading a book. Waiting on her comment of notice towards him Harry hung back to just look at her for a moment.
Realizing that there was not going to be any outgoing comment he sneaked to the back of the chair to find her deeply engrossed in her book. "Morning babe." he said softly to her.
Oddly enough Desiree jumped at the sound of his voice and turned around ready to pop whoever disturbed her quiet time. Finding that it was Harry she placed her hand over her heart to try and calm it down.
"Harry, you scared me." she said in a mock terror filled voice. "I'm sorry." he sweetly kissed her on the lips to seal his apology. "Man, I swear you are down here as much as I am this early in the morning. What was it this time? Another dream?" she asked in a concerned voice. "Yeah." said Harry looking at the carpet.
"Well." Desiree inquired "What was it about?" Harry told her the dream in acute detail and when he was finished Desiree had the same look etched across her features like the first time he told her about his dreams.
"I don't know what it means Dez, is there anything you could enlighten me on about it?" Harry asked desperately hoping to make sense of the haunting dream. Desiree took a deep breath and said "Okay, but don't interrupt me until I'm finished." Harry nodded in agreement hoping to find some aspect of sanity for his dream.
"The night before Hagrid came to get me I tried to run away and I almost succeeded. I was running through the woods with no problem what so ever until I bumped into someone. When I bumped into them I fell backwards and had to look up into their face. Never in my life had I seen a face like that. It was all pointy and dry and he had red eyes, those eyes scared me. He had another guy with him with a metal hand and the red eyed dude told him to kill me but by that time I was gone, I hauled ass as fast as I could the way I came from. I did see light being shot at me but I dodged it with no problem. I hadn't seen either one of those guys since."
After pausing for a moment Harry started to speak with a confused voice "But why did Voldermort, that is the name of the guy with the red eyes, want to kill you if you have Nadina inside of you? Voldermort is the heir of Slytherin and wouldn't he want Nadina to be with him?"
"I don't know Harry, I just don't know. Maybe he didn't realize who I was or maybe he didn't know Nadina was in me. Whatever the reason is I'm gonna find out; and I'm gonna beat it."
"That's what I love about you." Harry said staring into her brown eyes that were slowly filling with other feelings and emotions besides hollowness and mistrust. "You're so strong and you never back down."
"Well, I think it's time to change the subject. You ready for the game today?" Today was in fact the first Gryiffindor Quidditch match and it went with tradition to open against Slytherin. "Yeah, I'm ready. What about you?"
Desiree looked at her boyfriend of a month and a half with a grin full of pride and confidence. "Bring it on baby, I'm ready for em!" "Good. That cup is as good as ours with you on the team." His comment of praise caused a slight blush to rise on her cheeks.
"What were you reading?" he asked her curiously. "Huh? Oh, just a book Dumbledore gave me during our last talk. Its a book about the goddesses and stuff. Did you know that Pandora had a love for animals? I didn't know that. Maybe that's why Care of Magical Creatures is so easy for me." "Yeah, you are pretty good with animals. Is there one you've always wanted?" he asked her with a double meaning.
One, he wanted to know and two her birthday was coming up on the 28th of October and Harry had been planning her birthday bash for weeks and Sirius wanted to know what he could get her. The slight blush that was on her cheeks reddened as she mumbled something out of Harry's range of hearing.
"What?" "Well," she started sheepishly "I always wanted a golden lion tamarin." "What's that?" "It's a type of monkey in the tropical forest with orange fur and a purplish face. I saw it when I was eight in a magazine and I've wanted one ever since."
Harry nodded and gave a slight laugh which earned him a good punch on the arm "Don't laugh at me!" "I'm not baby." Checking his watch again he saw that breakfast started in about an hour so he said. "Let's go get ready, breakfast is going to start in an hour."
Desiree stood up and walked up the spiral staircase that lead up to the girls dormitory to prepare for her first Quidditch match.
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"Captains shake." Madam Hootch demanded at the prelude of the game. Harry glared at the Slytherin Captian Malfoy and held his hand out. Not breaking the cold stare down with Harry, Malfoy accepted his outstretched hand with surplus strength.
"Mount your brooms!" The crowd around them cheered with the anticipation of a good game and a win for the Lions. Harry peered over to look at Desiree. Catching her eye he gave her a reassuring wink which she returned and stuck her tounge out in a playful manner.
Shaking his head he snapped his attention back to Madam Hootch who was releasing the snitch. Only catching a faint glimpse of the minuscule golden ball before it disappeared into the oblivion, Harry zoomed upwards towards the sky to survey the area for the game. The bludgers and quaffle were released and the game began.
After about thirty minutes of flawless tactics Harry paused from looking for the snitch for a moment. He was now immensely glad for the everyday practices he made the team endure this past month. Looking below Harry surveyed the damage they had done.
The chasers were doing a superb job of getting the quaffle past the monkey like keeper for the Slytherins, Ron hasn't let a single quaffle get by him, and his two brand new beaters were working seamlessly together, and knocked every green player off his broom at least once so far.
Checking the score he saw that they were sixty points up. Regardless of their lead he knew he had to find the snitch quickly, O'Daniel and their new chaser David Torrez tended to get tired after a while and loose their concentration.
"What's the matter wannabe hero? Can't find the snitch because your looking at your whore of a girlfriend?" Forcing himself to keep his head in check Harry coolly rebuttled with "I'm not worried about finding the snitch Malfoy. Knowing my skills and luck it will zoom right into my hand and my gorgeous, smart, talented, not to mention violent girlfriend will be there to help me celebrate our victory while you will be on your knees begging for Gryffindor's mercy."
Malfoy scoffed and shook his head in a disbelieving manner before saying "Oh yeah, will you still be saying that when she goes over to the dark side like her ancestors?" "Once again, I'm not worried about it because she won't." "Keep believing that Potter" he sneered "and maybe it will come true but you and I both know that the Dark Lord always gets what he wants."
Harry gave a slight laugh and said "Well, he's wanted me dead for the past sixteen years and I'm up here arguing with you so forgive me if I don't put any faith in your words." At that moment he caught sight of the snitch twittering some twenty feet above the stands.
Plunging down at top speed he raced to be the first one there. Malfoy saw Harry dive and went after him, hoping to finally beat the boy wonder. The captain seekers were now neck and neck racing to be the first to reach the snitch.
Desiree was only a few feet away from the snitch beating bludgers when she saw Harry dive. Proportioning his dive angle she saw that the snitch was only a few feet away from her. Harry was getting closer now and a speeding black thing caught Desiree's eye. `Hit towards him, knock him off his broom, he doesn't love you and he never will.'
Trying her hardest to ignore the voice shouting its cruel intentions in her mind Desiree saw Malfoy, who was several feet behind now, pull out his wand and point it straight at Harry. Quickly doing some intense calculations in her head Desiree heeded the voices instructions and pelted the bludger towards Harry, but not for the reason the voice wanted.
"Come on take the bait." she squealed while she gripped at her hair to keep from screaming at the sight before her. As if right on cue and target the bludger came in direct contact with the snitch and with a look of surprise on Harry's face he caught the snitch and the bludger at the same time in the stomach, knocking him some twenty feet to the right with its force and probaly bruised and broke some ribs in the process.
Trying to catch the breath that the impact of the bludger took away he grinned and raised the now flat snitch into the air, turned towards a scowling Malfoy, whose curse had missed by a mile, and said "Told ya."
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