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A/N: Hmmm. Here we go again.And.This is chapter 3.*loudly applause* And
again it takes pretty long for my chapters to finish, but that's because my
evil, evil teachers *cough bubbles of evil cough* decided they were going
to have some fun (I have to add a teachers humour is quite. a twist of
evil), so they doubled our homework. I guess if I actually calculated a
little, it would be more than doubled. Do we see a pattern here in words
concerning teachers?!.EVIL.. *Cackles madly in the back of my head* Oh
no.I'm the Dragon Reborn!!!! Oh no I have a madman in my head!!!! Go away
Lews Therin!!!! *Silence* Phew!!! I can channel! I have always dreamed of
channelling, of embracing the one power! Watch out evil teachers, here
comes the almighty glorious Dragon Reborn.All hail to the Dragon
Reborn.*kill them, kill them all* Oh nein (heh heh.oh nein, how funny) I'll
go mad!!!! Hey wait, I'm a girl, I can't possible be the Dragon Reborn.
Phew. Hey. What am I then.?
Oki I'll stop this babbling about WOT, because it's not fair for you guys,
who haven't read Wheel Of Time.but wait, ain't we talking HP here.gee I
really need to sort out my thoughts.
So here it comes... Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Hmm. I know I haven't made this in the other chapters, but well I thought I might as well make one now, right. So nothing of Harry Potters world belongs to me. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling. If you don't know what I'm talking about at all you've been quite messed up these past years.
Friend Or Foe
Chapter 3
Hullo, who are you?
(a.k.a. The Craziness of a Witch and a Wizard on a computer)
A fireplace was crackling in a corner, a blue sofa in front of it. In the other end of the room a person was sitting at a desk with a computer in front of her. The walls in the room was white, but was lifted up spiritedly by wall hangings all with bright colours. A big tall window was showing the outside, well as much as you can expect to see when it is raining. The rain poured down, making the outside seem a blur. Minerva sat with a streaming mug in her hands, while starring at her computer so furiously, that it made you wonder if she was expecting it to jump around while spitting fire, as soon as she would look away. She was back in her own quarters, back at Hogwarts. She had stayed with her family for some days - her brother joking and making pranks about everything, Regina just as bad - and now had turned back to Hogwarts. She hadn't seen a certain Albus Dumbledore thus far, that she was lucky enough not to have encountered him yet, she was very glad for. Though she could have lived on without encountering other staff members, but fortune didn't like her that much obviously. She had all ready stumbled into Sprout, Hooch, Sinatra, Poppy and worst of all Snape and Trelawney. What a day! Obviously everyone in this whole damned place knew! Of course that shouldn't surprise her, but they could at least show a bit of kindness toward her. Some of them had. But SNAPE and TRELAWNEY! Both on one day! That was just mean. And if it couldn't have got worse, she had met them together. Now she had Dumbledore and Snape and Trelawney on her list on people who deserved revenge. But she would come up with something. Something to make them want to creep down a hole in the ground and hide their embarrassment. She had bought a computer, her own computer, for Dumbledores money. Or was it the Order's. It didn't matter, only that it wasn't her money. She had made all the enchantments that were needed and now, at last, the computer worked perfectly, and better yet so did all the enchantments around the school. She had checked them all - which were saying a lot, since there were. she didn't know, but there were quite enough - and was finally relaxing, as much as she could relax anyway. Now she'd just have to wait for someone mailing her. How long could that take? Or maybe she should find someone to mail herself after all?
She sat for a few minutes enjoying the hot delicious tea, quite forgetting she actually sat beside the computer waiting for someone mailing her. All of a sudden, a shrill sound erupted from the computer, scaring her out of her wits, which resulted in her falling of her comfortable chair landing with a great 'bang' on the hard floor. She glared at the computer - stupid thing, probably did it on purpose - and if she hadn't needed it, she would have blown it in a thousand pieces. Alas, she needed it, and therefore couldn't exercise violence against a muggle - bloody - computer. She stood up and sat down on the chair again, to see what was going on in this computer thing. She didn't know that the sound meant she'd got someone wanting to talk with her, so she was a little surprised when she found out. But firstly she looked out the guy's profile. And indeed it was a guy. His name was Tomas Valero Middle - was that a name! - He didn't have an email, and his address was quite a strange name too - valley of death! Bah! - He came from this world - gee I thought he came from another planet with that name! - and his nickname was The Dark one. The Dark one, well that was okay, not as weird as the other stuff. But despite the fact that he was strange, didn't mean she wouldn't write back, quite the opposite. Weird people were more interesting than normal boring people. So she cheeked out what he had written to her, and send her reply back to him.
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Albus Dumbledore was pacing back and forth in his office. Alastor Moody sat in a chair opposite his desk glancing at him pacing back and forth. He was fingering the sleeves of his robes. Severus Snape stood beside the other chair opposite his desk. He knew Severus hated sitting down sometimes, and preferred to stand up. Why, he did not know precisely, but he had an idea - but that's not why you're pacing back and forth. Focus on the object, Albus! - he scolded himself.
"Snape, would you mind telling us again, about the meeting?" he asked and looked at Severus. He could see he was trying not to scowl - he would have done it, if it had been anyone but Dumbledore - but he hated going over things more than twice. Alastor still didn't say anything, and his face could have been made of stone.
"At the last meeting, every individual got a task. Except Nott and Bellatrix. Their order was to free those of the Death Eaters who was taken at the Ministry. If they thought they needed more to accomplish that task, they could just pick whom they wanted. He then dismissed us all, but Macnair. He had to stay behind. As far as I can tell, and what I heard from others, Macnair got a special task. And it seems it was a important task." Snape said mechanically standing just as stony as Alastor now. Albus had heard it before, and had hoped that hearing it again might tell him something he had not seen before. But if hearing it again had, he did not know.
"You said something about Voldemort being in some kind of mood" Alastor asked Severus. He had obviously neither found something peculiar in the Death Eaters meeting.
"He was in quite a fool mood. First glaring and scowling at us, only to laugh out loud, that made quiet some people nervous. You Know Who doesn't laugh and if he does, it's not a happy laugh. Especially not for his Death Eaters." He answered dryly still standing motionless as a statue.
"I wish we knew what Voldemort is up to, but I can't figure out, at least not know. We'll talk about it, at the next meeting in the Order." He paused in his talk as well in his pacing. "Now, I understand that the Weasleys' are getting Harry tomorrow. And then he'll stay safe in the Burrow?" Moody nodded with a: "Yes, I talked with them today".
A few minutes after discussing some things - about the date of the next Order meeting, Snape's task - and goodbyes Alastor and Severus left. He sat down in his own chair, leaning down on his desk, his lean fingers probed against his chin. He should be thinking about important things, as what Voldemort was up to, the Order, Snape's task or Harry. But he didn't think about those. But one special Minerva McGonagall was on his mind. He was rather sorry about their argument, what he had said, and made her say, in front of the entire Order. How was he to apologise. With her temper, sometimes things got a little trickier than they were supposed to. But this time, it was just as much his fault as hers. Well mostly his. She had been avoiding him these past days, ever since she came back from her family. He understood her. But sometime soon, he had to say he was sorry, or he might find things not so happy between them. She had been one of his best friends for a long time, one among a few he trusted with his life. They have had their fights in the past - he chuckled as remembering some of those - but had always made up not so long after. He valued their friendship dearly, and hated when they fighted. But sometimes he was sure; she would just get on his nerve to see how he would react. And once they started arguing, it seemed nothing really could stop them before it was settled completely. They were both too stubborn to either way. And with her Scottish temper. Well that spoke for it self. And there Albus Dumbledore sat musing over his friendship with his best friend and deputy the half night.
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Bellatrix appeared at her place punctual. Everything looked normal, but just because it looked normal wouldn't mean it was normal. The others would be at their post precisely now too, and soon they would begin their mission. Her face was calm, not a single worry creased her forehead, and you would have believed that she was as composed as a stone, if it hadn't been for her fingering with the neck of her inner robes, even though it sat perfectly strait. If this did not go as planned, if they failed at bailing Malfoy and the others out, it was the end with her being in Lord Voldemort's inner circle; the end for Nott too. If she was lucky then, if you could call it that, maybe she would still be alive, but with serving all the others, who was under her now. She shivered slightly at the thought, and pushed it far in the back of her mind. This would succeed! It had to! She stood right beneath the shadow of a big tree. An oak as far as she could tell. She looked at the sky - which was where she was supposed to look anyway, for signals from the others - and right then a green shot of what looked like muggle firework without the bang floated up at her right. They had enchanted it so, that no one but her could see it. This was her signal to send another to Nott standing to the east.
"Lilla starnus"
Purple flows of stars shot up from her wand, illuminating the black sky overhead. That only Nott would see. He would send his own signal on, the next doing the same. Going around in circles, till everyone knew that they'd started. She took a fresh amount of air, and gathered her cloak close around her. And with that Bellatrix moved away from her hiding place, moving like a shadow in between trees covering her. Toward the dark outline of Azkaban Prison.
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He looked at himself in the mirror. A mirror standing as tall as him, its silver frame carved in leafs all around. What a stupid pathetic girlie decoration! Who the hell had bought that mirror to him, to Lord Voldemort? Whoever who saw his mirror would not presume it was Lord Voldemorts mirror, at all! He swished and flicked his wand fast, murmuring the words 'Snaccio Malus' and small little snakes were now carved in between the leafs. Much better. He looked at himself. He was still thin, though he didn't look like a skeleton walking anymore. He had after Wormtail had helped him rise again. Not that that whimpering whining brat had done much. Coward! His long fingers still looked like spiders, but that he was rather proud of. Spiders were.interesting. His eyes seemed to be the first thing about himself he looked at. And what others noticed first too. Vivid scarlet splits, making them gleam like a cats eyes. A dangerous cat. He liked cats for some weird reason. Though they didn't compare with snakes. But cats had personality that said something. Unlike dogs, they just were too dumb. Always so depending on humans. His black hair was well hid behind his hood. Especially since the cloak was blacker than black it self. He turned around and found his computer at his black wooden desk. After making a profile, he had tried to find someone to talk to. But he had not found anyone interesting - and those who maybe could help him, with finding his plan, hadn't written back. But this required patience. So he sat down flipping through profile after profile. A quarter of an hour later though someone caught his eyes, her name was Edith Agnes, though that was not why he found her interesting and suitable. Her e-mail did. Not that he had found out what e-mail was yet. But that didn't matter now. Her e-mail was catwoman@H.S.O.W.A.W.com. The word cat woman! It would have been better with snake woman, but cats were okay. So he wrote a little 'hello' to her and waited patiently. Well patiently after screaming for a servant to come with a mug with whisky, or he would kill him. He smiled. He loved threatening people.
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The Dark one (9:12 PM)
Hello there.!
Athenia (9:18 Pm) Hey there yourself.
The Dark one (9.20 PM)
Well I just got this downloaded, so thought I might as well use it.You may be wondering why I'm telling you all this, as we're strangers, but well I find you interesting and I suppose that's how you do this, right?
What about you??
Athenia (9:21 PM) Funny you should say it. I just got this downloaded too, the day before yesterday!!!!! *Blushing* Thanks for the compliment. I didn't know I was that interesting. I thought the profile was quite dull.
The Dark one (9:21 Pm)
So I have found someone to talk to???
Athenia (9:22 Pm) Yeah. I guess. Remember to put me on your list, right, or I'll get insulted. How did you come up with your name, by the way.??? Just to ask a question.
The Dark one (9:25 PM) You are now on my list.My name?? Well it just came bombing when I made my profile. Kind of hangs around me, like a halo, so not that creative. How about you?
Athenia (9:26 PM) Hangs around you (.. How wicked. heh heh. Well that's a secret!! (My name, I mean)
The Dark one (9:27 PM) Of course I'm wicked. Ever had any doubts? And WHAT do you mean it's a secret??? I told you mine!!! *Offended* *Bad temper*.. (
Athenia (9:27 PM)
Ohh grow up.There's a reason I'm not telling!!!
The Dark one (9:28 PM) The same reason for not writing anything in your profile either?? By the way I am a grown up.
Athenia (9:29 PM)
Says Mr-I-Haven't-written-anything-in-my-profile-either.?
The Dark one (9:31 PM) I have my reasons too!!. But what about we ask each other questions and answers them, if they are answerable? You could for an example start?
Athenia (9:32 PM)
Sounds fine to me! Oki. Where do you live? You just stated the world??? (The world, how witty! *being sarcastic*)
The Dark one (9:33 PM)
Well somewhere in Great Britain for the moment! Well I was being sarcastic too!
Now my turn! Oki, this is inspired but where do you live? (As if Europe is better than the world!)
Athenia (9:35 PM) (It is). I was born in Great Britain, then my parents took me to Greek for a couple of years, and now I'm back in Great Britain, and have been quite a time. Though I visit Greek frequently. I love it there!!! (What do you do, your job? My question, if you wonder!)
The Dark one (9:36 PM) Greek is great! *Grins* Well that's a tough one.... I am the leader (coughs) in a society where we accomplish our interest.*smirking*!!
Athenia (9:37 PM)
That's an answer!!.Well that makes my knowledge of you. not much!!!! And don't you smirk at me! Well what's your question? *Snigger*.
The Dark one (9:38 PM) Don't YOU snigger at me, my Internet friend! Hmf. Well my question?? What's your Job?? Do you see a pattern here!! Heh heh.
Athenia (9:39 PM) Hi hi hi. You're funny too!! Well if I should answer the same way you do, then I'm a person who help little people to advance. therefore I'm a _ _ _ _ _ _ _?
The Dark one (9:41 PM) ????????????
The Dark one (9:43 PM)
Hey wait.Do you be a teacher?
Athenia (9:45 PM) And 10.000 to the Dark one, who answered rightly!!! By the way mine was easier!! I have no idea what you really do, or what the hell your interests are?
The Dark one (9:46 PM) Well right now my interests are talking to you, mate. (Can I call you that?)
Athenia (9:46 PM) Well if you feel like calling me mate that's all right with me,.buddy.!
The Dark one (9:47 PM) Well that's fine with me. Though I like Internet friend too (For you).
Athenia (9:47 Pm) Mate or Internet friend sounds fine to me. Though I think I need another nickname for you besides The Dark one or Buddy..What do you think?
The Dark one (9:48 PM) Yeah.*Thinking*...!!!
Athenia (9:51 PM) Still thinking I presume!!!
The Dark one (9:53 PM) Not anymore!! : D
I have found something you can call me.. How about:::::
Okay I haven't... : ( ... But I will think on it!!!! Sorry. Haves to go. But we can chat again tomorrow, how about that????? *Winks*.
Athenia (9:55 PM)
Okay. I'll think of something too then. See you tomorrow. : D
Sweet dreams. Nighty night.
The Dark one (9:56 PM)
You Too.Quel kaima.. (That's elfish for sleep well)
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Voldemort looked at the blank screen. He felt, to a certain extent, excited. That was quite an interesting talk he had had with the muggle woman. Just a normal talk. And he had found himself liking it. That shocked him. He, Lord Voldemort, found himself liking talking with a damn muggle. How could he have liked it! How? He liked threatening, torturing and killing people. Or creatures. He loved to see people in pain. He wanted to rule the wizard world, and exterminate all muggles. But how could he be excited about tomorrow. Be excited about talking to that damn muggle woman again. He was fuming at himself, ducking his nails in his left arm. Blood started to trickle down his elbow. He looked at it blankly. And then the door opened, making a high-pitched squeak. In came a Death Eater, who bowed, trembling with terror. Voldemort turned around slowly, lifting the mug from the table. He hated being interrupted. Before the Death Eater could react though, he had thrown the mug at the wall, only missing inches from the Death Eaters face. He flicked his wand, and the Death Eater was hanging feet's above the ground, clutching his throat. A gurgled sound escaped.
"I will talk with you tomorrow," He said 'talk' with a smirk, "Tomorrow. Better be there. I do so hate cowards, you know. More than I hate failures. Now run. But remember you do be serving in the Dinning Hall, today. I know they are eating in. five minutes. And you know how they treat dawdlers. You're dismissed." He said in a low voice, letting go of the Death Eater, who landed hard on the floor. Though he didn't stay there. Lucius Malfoy fled, running as the devil was behind him. Well the devil was behind him, but didn't run after him. No the devil sat down on his bed glaring at the air around him.
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A/N: How was that???? Well let the Author know!!!! I love Reviewers... And Reviews. : D.. I bet you're wondering about the elfish 'Quel kaima'. In fact it's not just something I came up with. Unfortunately. It's from J.R.R. Tolkien's elfish language. So it belongs to him, but I thought it would be fun with some other language. Something you would associate with the wizarding world.
And thanks for reading.. All you guys out there... Love ya for that!!!!
In the last chapters A/N, I joked a little about Min and Voldie's Passwords. So here they are..: * Minerva's is. guesswho. * And Voldemort's is. youaredead. * Heh heh.
And thanks to you great reviewers out there. You just make my day! =)
Thanks to Crookykanks: Now you have your passwords, though yours wasn't so bad either. : D I'm glad you think it's funny, since that's what I'm trying to do. Though wit a touch of seriousness about it.. But then again me, serious!!!!! Meow to you too =)
Thanks to Dark Lulu: LOL indeed. Awww one with my kind of humour, now that's rare!!!! Here's the next chap, hope you'll like it??? OO*OO
Thanks to Minerva Magic: Hey you guys!!!! I'm obsessed with MM too, finally some weirdoes like me. (No Offence Meant) WOW. You think this is such an amazing story!!! Wauww. =) I'll try to keep up the good work *blushing* and I hope you like this new chapter, 3. Besides I'm looking forward to your next chapter. : D
And at last, but nonetheless a BIG Thanks to darlingdearheart: I'm entertaining, I'm entertaining, I'm entertaining!!! *Sings, while jiggling around* Much to you too. ^_^ Your review made me laugh. LOL. Sincerely: Tonks. Ohh I mean Pal. heh heh. the methamorphmagus.(Or something like that, too long name, with way too many letters.) By The Way, my hair just turned green this morning. What a frightful sight to wake up to. (I meant it to be purple. *sob* I'll try again tomorrow) =)
All my reviewers: You're great, simply wonderful!!!
P.S.. I just bought a tie. Now you're wondering 'A tie! What's so special about a tie?'. Well it's a Harry Potter tie.With evil red Voldemort eyes everywhere.. Heh heh. But that's not the best. You know what its says. * * * YOU KNOW WHO. I love that tie.!!!
Well enough about ties. Bye for now, Internet Friends. Chapter 4. Hmmm. As soon as possible.
P.S.S CHECK OUT MY OTHER LITTLE STORY.Its called 50 WAYS TO ANNOY A CERTAIN POTIONS MASTER. IT WILL BE OUT WITH THIS CHAP.
*Tenna' ento lye omenta, Vanya Sulie*
*Means Until next we meet: Fair Winds
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Disclaimer: Hmm. I know I haven't made this in the other chapters, but well I thought I might as well make one now, right. So nothing of Harry Potters world belongs to me. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling. If you don't know what I'm talking about at all you've been quite messed up these past years.
Friend Or Foe
Chapter 3
Hullo, who are you?
(a.k.a. The Craziness of a Witch and a Wizard on a computer)
A fireplace was crackling in a corner, a blue sofa in front of it. In the other end of the room a person was sitting at a desk with a computer in front of her. The walls in the room was white, but was lifted up spiritedly by wall hangings all with bright colours. A big tall window was showing the outside, well as much as you can expect to see when it is raining. The rain poured down, making the outside seem a blur. Minerva sat with a streaming mug in her hands, while starring at her computer so furiously, that it made you wonder if she was expecting it to jump around while spitting fire, as soon as she would look away. She was back in her own quarters, back at Hogwarts. She had stayed with her family for some days - her brother joking and making pranks about everything, Regina just as bad - and now had turned back to Hogwarts. She hadn't seen a certain Albus Dumbledore thus far, that she was lucky enough not to have encountered him yet, she was very glad for. Though she could have lived on without encountering other staff members, but fortune didn't like her that much obviously. She had all ready stumbled into Sprout, Hooch, Sinatra, Poppy and worst of all Snape and Trelawney. What a day! Obviously everyone in this whole damned place knew! Of course that shouldn't surprise her, but they could at least show a bit of kindness toward her. Some of them had. But SNAPE and TRELAWNEY! Both on one day! That was just mean. And if it couldn't have got worse, she had met them together. Now she had Dumbledore and Snape and Trelawney on her list on people who deserved revenge. But she would come up with something. Something to make them want to creep down a hole in the ground and hide their embarrassment. She had bought a computer, her own computer, for Dumbledores money. Or was it the Order's. It didn't matter, only that it wasn't her money. She had made all the enchantments that were needed and now, at last, the computer worked perfectly, and better yet so did all the enchantments around the school. She had checked them all - which were saying a lot, since there were. she didn't know, but there were quite enough - and was finally relaxing, as much as she could relax anyway. Now she'd just have to wait for someone mailing her. How long could that take? Or maybe she should find someone to mail herself after all?
She sat for a few minutes enjoying the hot delicious tea, quite forgetting she actually sat beside the computer waiting for someone mailing her. All of a sudden, a shrill sound erupted from the computer, scaring her out of her wits, which resulted in her falling of her comfortable chair landing with a great 'bang' on the hard floor. She glared at the computer - stupid thing, probably did it on purpose - and if she hadn't needed it, she would have blown it in a thousand pieces. Alas, she needed it, and therefore couldn't exercise violence against a muggle - bloody - computer. She stood up and sat down on the chair again, to see what was going on in this computer thing. She didn't know that the sound meant she'd got someone wanting to talk with her, so she was a little surprised when she found out. But firstly she looked out the guy's profile. And indeed it was a guy. His name was Tomas Valero Middle - was that a name! - He didn't have an email, and his address was quite a strange name too - valley of death! Bah! - He came from this world - gee I thought he came from another planet with that name! - and his nickname was The Dark one. The Dark one, well that was okay, not as weird as the other stuff. But despite the fact that he was strange, didn't mean she wouldn't write back, quite the opposite. Weird people were more interesting than normal boring people. So she cheeked out what he had written to her, and send her reply back to him.
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Albus Dumbledore was pacing back and forth in his office. Alastor Moody sat in a chair opposite his desk glancing at him pacing back and forth. He was fingering the sleeves of his robes. Severus Snape stood beside the other chair opposite his desk. He knew Severus hated sitting down sometimes, and preferred to stand up. Why, he did not know precisely, but he had an idea - but that's not why you're pacing back and forth. Focus on the object, Albus! - he scolded himself.
"Snape, would you mind telling us again, about the meeting?" he asked and looked at Severus. He could see he was trying not to scowl - he would have done it, if it had been anyone but Dumbledore - but he hated going over things more than twice. Alastor still didn't say anything, and his face could have been made of stone.
"At the last meeting, every individual got a task. Except Nott and Bellatrix. Their order was to free those of the Death Eaters who was taken at the Ministry. If they thought they needed more to accomplish that task, they could just pick whom they wanted. He then dismissed us all, but Macnair. He had to stay behind. As far as I can tell, and what I heard from others, Macnair got a special task. And it seems it was a important task." Snape said mechanically standing just as stony as Alastor now. Albus had heard it before, and had hoped that hearing it again might tell him something he had not seen before. But if hearing it again had, he did not know.
"You said something about Voldemort being in some kind of mood" Alastor asked Severus. He had obviously neither found something peculiar in the Death Eaters meeting.
"He was in quite a fool mood. First glaring and scowling at us, only to laugh out loud, that made quiet some people nervous. You Know Who doesn't laugh and if he does, it's not a happy laugh. Especially not for his Death Eaters." He answered dryly still standing motionless as a statue.
"I wish we knew what Voldemort is up to, but I can't figure out, at least not know. We'll talk about it, at the next meeting in the Order." He paused in his talk as well in his pacing. "Now, I understand that the Weasleys' are getting Harry tomorrow. And then he'll stay safe in the Burrow?" Moody nodded with a: "Yes, I talked with them today".
A few minutes after discussing some things - about the date of the next Order meeting, Snape's task - and goodbyes Alastor and Severus left. He sat down in his own chair, leaning down on his desk, his lean fingers probed against his chin. He should be thinking about important things, as what Voldemort was up to, the Order, Snape's task or Harry. But he didn't think about those. But one special Minerva McGonagall was on his mind. He was rather sorry about their argument, what he had said, and made her say, in front of the entire Order. How was he to apologise. With her temper, sometimes things got a little trickier than they were supposed to. But this time, it was just as much his fault as hers. Well mostly his. She had been avoiding him these past days, ever since she came back from her family. He understood her. But sometime soon, he had to say he was sorry, or he might find things not so happy between them. She had been one of his best friends for a long time, one among a few he trusted with his life. They have had their fights in the past - he chuckled as remembering some of those - but had always made up not so long after. He valued their friendship dearly, and hated when they fighted. But sometimes he was sure; she would just get on his nerve to see how he would react. And once they started arguing, it seemed nothing really could stop them before it was settled completely. They were both too stubborn to either way. And with her Scottish temper. Well that spoke for it self. And there Albus Dumbledore sat musing over his friendship with his best friend and deputy the half night.
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Bellatrix appeared at her place punctual. Everything looked normal, but just because it looked normal wouldn't mean it was normal. The others would be at their post precisely now too, and soon they would begin their mission. Her face was calm, not a single worry creased her forehead, and you would have believed that she was as composed as a stone, if it hadn't been for her fingering with the neck of her inner robes, even though it sat perfectly strait. If this did not go as planned, if they failed at bailing Malfoy and the others out, it was the end with her being in Lord Voldemort's inner circle; the end for Nott too. If she was lucky then, if you could call it that, maybe she would still be alive, but with serving all the others, who was under her now. She shivered slightly at the thought, and pushed it far in the back of her mind. This would succeed! It had to! She stood right beneath the shadow of a big tree. An oak as far as she could tell. She looked at the sky - which was where she was supposed to look anyway, for signals from the others - and right then a green shot of what looked like muggle firework without the bang floated up at her right. They had enchanted it so, that no one but her could see it. This was her signal to send another to Nott standing to the east.
"Lilla starnus"
Purple flows of stars shot up from her wand, illuminating the black sky overhead. That only Nott would see. He would send his own signal on, the next doing the same. Going around in circles, till everyone knew that they'd started. She took a fresh amount of air, and gathered her cloak close around her. And with that Bellatrix moved away from her hiding place, moving like a shadow in between trees covering her. Toward the dark outline of Azkaban Prison.
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He looked at himself in the mirror. A mirror standing as tall as him, its silver frame carved in leafs all around. What a stupid pathetic girlie decoration! Who the hell had bought that mirror to him, to Lord Voldemort? Whoever who saw his mirror would not presume it was Lord Voldemorts mirror, at all! He swished and flicked his wand fast, murmuring the words 'Snaccio Malus' and small little snakes were now carved in between the leafs. Much better. He looked at himself. He was still thin, though he didn't look like a skeleton walking anymore. He had after Wormtail had helped him rise again. Not that that whimpering whining brat had done much. Coward! His long fingers still looked like spiders, but that he was rather proud of. Spiders were.interesting. His eyes seemed to be the first thing about himself he looked at. And what others noticed first too. Vivid scarlet splits, making them gleam like a cats eyes. A dangerous cat. He liked cats for some weird reason. Though they didn't compare with snakes. But cats had personality that said something. Unlike dogs, they just were too dumb. Always so depending on humans. His black hair was well hid behind his hood. Especially since the cloak was blacker than black it self. He turned around and found his computer at his black wooden desk. After making a profile, he had tried to find someone to talk to. But he had not found anyone interesting - and those who maybe could help him, with finding his plan, hadn't written back. But this required patience. So he sat down flipping through profile after profile. A quarter of an hour later though someone caught his eyes, her name was Edith Agnes, though that was not why he found her interesting and suitable. Her e-mail did. Not that he had found out what e-mail was yet. But that didn't matter now. Her e-mail was catwoman@H.S.O.W.A.W.com. The word cat woman! It would have been better with snake woman, but cats were okay. So he wrote a little 'hello' to her and waited patiently. Well patiently after screaming for a servant to come with a mug with whisky, or he would kill him. He smiled. He loved threatening people.
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The Dark one (9:12 PM)
Hello there.!
Athenia (9:18 Pm) Hey there yourself.
The Dark one (9.20 PM)
Well I just got this downloaded, so thought I might as well use it.You may be wondering why I'm telling you all this, as we're strangers, but well I find you interesting and I suppose that's how you do this, right?
What about you??
Athenia (9:21 PM) Funny you should say it. I just got this downloaded too, the day before yesterday!!!!! *Blushing* Thanks for the compliment. I didn't know I was that interesting. I thought the profile was quite dull.
The Dark one (9:21 Pm)
So I have found someone to talk to???
Athenia (9:22 Pm) Yeah. I guess. Remember to put me on your list, right, or I'll get insulted. How did you come up with your name, by the way.??? Just to ask a question.
The Dark one (9:25 PM) You are now on my list.My name?? Well it just came bombing when I made my profile. Kind of hangs around me, like a halo, so not that creative. How about you?
Athenia (9:26 PM) Hangs around you (.. How wicked. heh heh. Well that's a secret!! (My name, I mean)
The Dark one (9:27 PM) Of course I'm wicked. Ever had any doubts? And WHAT do you mean it's a secret??? I told you mine!!! *Offended* *Bad temper*.. (
Athenia (9:27 PM)
Ohh grow up.There's a reason I'm not telling!!!
The Dark one (9:28 PM) The same reason for not writing anything in your profile either?? By the way I am a grown up.
Athenia (9:29 PM)
Says Mr-I-Haven't-written-anything-in-my-profile-either.?
The Dark one (9:31 PM) I have my reasons too!!. But what about we ask each other questions and answers them, if they are answerable? You could for an example start?
Athenia (9:32 PM)
Sounds fine to me! Oki. Where do you live? You just stated the world??? (The world, how witty! *being sarcastic*)
The Dark one (9:33 PM)
Well somewhere in Great Britain for the moment! Well I was being sarcastic too!
Now my turn! Oki, this is inspired but where do you live? (As if Europe is better than the world!)
Athenia (9:35 PM) (It is). I was born in Great Britain, then my parents took me to Greek for a couple of years, and now I'm back in Great Britain, and have been quite a time. Though I visit Greek frequently. I love it there!!! (What do you do, your job? My question, if you wonder!)
The Dark one (9:36 PM) Greek is great! *Grins* Well that's a tough one.... I am the leader (coughs) in a society where we accomplish our interest.*smirking*!!
Athenia (9:37 PM)
That's an answer!!.Well that makes my knowledge of you. not much!!!! And don't you smirk at me! Well what's your question? *Snigger*.
The Dark one (9:38 PM) Don't YOU snigger at me, my Internet friend! Hmf. Well my question?? What's your Job?? Do you see a pattern here!! Heh heh.
Athenia (9:39 PM) Hi hi hi. You're funny too!! Well if I should answer the same way you do, then I'm a person who help little people to advance. therefore I'm a _ _ _ _ _ _ _?
The Dark one (9:41 PM) ????????????
The Dark one (9:43 PM)
Hey wait.Do you be a teacher?
Athenia (9:45 PM) And 10.000 to the Dark one, who answered rightly!!! By the way mine was easier!! I have no idea what you really do, or what the hell your interests are?
The Dark one (9:46 PM) Well right now my interests are talking to you, mate. (Can I call you that?)
Athenia (9:46 PM) Well if you feel like calling me mate that's all right with me,.buddy.!
The Dark one (9:47 PM) Well that's fine with me. Though I like Internet friend too (For you).
Athenia (9:47 Pm) Mate or Internet friend sounds fine to me. Though I think I need another nickname for you besides The Dark one or Buddy..What do you think?
The Dark one (9:48 PM) Yeah.*Thinking*...!!!
Athenia (9:51 PM) Still thinking I presume!!!
The Dark one (9:53 PM) Not anymore!! : D
I have found something you can call me.. How about:::::
Okay I haven't... : ( ... But I will think on it!!!! Sorry. Haves to go. But we can chat again tomorrow, how about that????? *Winks*.
Athenia (9:55 PM)
Okay. I'll think of something too then. See you tomorrow. : D
Sweet dreams. Nighty night.
The Dark one (9:56 PM)
You Too.Quel kaima.. (That's elfish for sleep well)
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Voldemort looked at the blank screen. He felt, to a certain extent, excited. That was quite an interesting talk he had had with the muggle woman. Just a normal talk. And he had found himself liking it. That shocked him. He, Lord Voldemort, found himself liking talking with a damn muggle. How could he have liked it! How? He liked threatening, torturing and killing people. Or creatures. He loved to see people in pain. He wanted to rule the wizard world, and exterminate all muggles. But how could he be excited about tomorrow. Be excited about talking to that damn muggle woman again. He was fuming at himself, ducking his nails in his left arm. Blood started to trickle down his elbow. He looked at it blankly. And then the door opened, making a high-pitched squeak. In came a Death Eater, who bowed, trembling with terror. Voldemort turned around slowly, lifting the mug from the table. He hated being interrupted. Before the Death Eater could react though, he had thrown the mug at the wall, only missing inches from the Death Eaters face. He flicked his wand, and the Death Eater was hanging feet's above the ground, clutching his throat. A gurgled sound escaped.
"I will talk with you tomorrow," He said 'talk' with a smirk, "Tomorrow. Better be there. I do so hate cowards, you know. More than I hate failures. Now run. But remember you do be serving in the Dinning Hall, today. I know they are eating in. five minutes. And you know how they treat dawdlers. You're dismissed." He said in a low voice, letting go of the Death Eater, who landed hard on the floor. Though he didn't stay there. Lucius Malfoy fled, running as the devil was behind him. Well the devil was behind him, but didn't run after him. No the devil sat down on his bed glaring at the air around him.
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A/N: How was that???? Well let the Author know!!!! I love Reviewers... And Reviews. : D.. I bet you're wondering about the elfish 'Quel kaima'. In fact it's not just something I came up with. Unfortunately. It's from J.R.R. Tolkien's elfish language. So it belongs to him, but I thought it would be fun with some other language. Something you would associate with the wizarding world.
And thanks for reading.. All you guys out there... Love ya for that!!!!
In the last chapters A/N, I joked a little about Min and Voldie's Passwords. So here they are..: * Minerva's is. guesswho. * And Voldemort's is. youaredead. * Heh heh.
And thanks to you great reviewers out there. You just make my day! =)
Thanks to Crookykanks: Now you have your passwords, though yours wasn't so bad either. : D I'm glad you think it's funny, since that's what I'm trying to do. Though wit a touch of seriousness about it.. But then again me, serious!!!!! Meow to you too =)
Thanks to Dark Lulu: LOL indeed. Awww one with my kind of humour, now that's rare!!!! Here's the next chap, hope you'll like it??? OO*OO
Thanks to Minerva Magic: Hey you guys!!!! I'm obsessed with MM too, finally some weirdoes like me. (No Offence Meant) WOW. You think this is such an amazing story!!! Wauww. =) I'll try to keep up the good work *blushing* and I hope you like this new chapter, 3. Besides I'm looking forward to your next chapter. : D
And at last, but nonetheless a BIG Thanks to darlingdearheart: I'm entertaining, I'm entertaining, I'm entertaining!!! *Sings, while jiggling around* Much to you too. ^_^ Your review made me laugh. LOL. Sincerely: Tonks. Ohh I mean Pal. heh heh. the methamorphmagus.(Or something like that, too long name, with way too many letters.) By The Way, my hair just turned green this morning. What a frightful sight to wake up to. (I meant it to be purple. *sob* I'll try again tomorrow) =)
All my reviewers: You're great, simply wonderful!!!
P.S.. I just bought a tie. Now you're wondering 'A tie! What's so special about a tie?'. Well it's a Harry Potter tie.With evil red Voldemort eyes everywhere.. Heh heh. But that's not the best. You know what its says. * * * YOU KNOW WHO. I love that tie.!!!
Well enough about ties. Bye for now, Internet Friends. Chapter 4. Hmmm. As soon as possible.
P.S.S CHECK OUT MY OTHER LITTLE STORY.Its called 50 WAYS TO ANNOY A CERTAIN POTIONS MASTER. IT WILL BE OUT WITH THIS CHAP.
*Tenna' ento lye omenta, Vanya Sulie*
*Means Until next we meet: Fair Winds
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