Leaving Illusions Behind
Written by Li Cruz
Chapter Five: Quatre and Severus
Author Notes:
Yes, I'm aware of the several plotholes in the pervious chapter…
:laughing: No, it isn't Quatre Winner from Gundam. LOL. It's the demon/human child. I actually love the name, Quatre. I actually have a list of favorite names intended for hero-types…Getting off track. Actually, this particular choice for names was in favor of Quatre Maelstrom, a legendary hero of Fadale and the lover of the goddess Mana, a character for the RPG world, Fadale and the currently running campaign; Terrace Academy. I was not intentional trying to misled you. Imagine what would the reaction be if I stuck with his original name… a variant spelling of Gandalf.
And there could be cameo's but I doubt it. Never know.
Signing out
Li Cruz (rantermaster@yahoo.com)
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"Um, guys? What the hell just happened?"
:Auboi?: Yami gently promted.
"Harry, didn't he have white hair last time?"
"Ah, yeah. I think so. But what is he doing, hanging on to Professor Snape?"
Ryou, Bakura, Yami, and Marik were not at all following the current conversation. Harry and Yugi began walking to the Great Hall again, talking.
"Professor Snape can't be all bad. Grampa said he was one of his favorite students when he was teaching."
"Er, what did he teach, anyway?"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
"No wonder. And that's probably why Professor Snape congratulated your grampa instead of getting angry… Doesn't change the fact Snape is a git during the school year."
"I think we missed something." Ryou whispered to Marik who nodded.
When they all arrived at the Great Hall. They found Snape sitting across from 'Quatre'. He was talking in a low voice as they entered. Dumbledore finally stood up.
"I would like to introduce young Quatre Snape."
The silence that followed was as thick as butter. When did that happen, the silence seemed to ask. Only Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, and Professor Snape seemed unaffected by the silence. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with mischief as he sat back down. The room promptly roared back to life. Breakfast was completely uncomfortable affair. The suspense of not knowing gnawed on everyone's mind.
The moment breakfast was finished, Dumbledore called a staff meeting. Snape said something in low words to Quatre before leaving. Quatre nodded. Harry and company felt it was probably safe to approach.
They were completely surprised when Quatre came to them, though he was looking everywhere but them. Yugi tried to start a conversion with Quatre.
"Hello, I'm Yugi Motou. These are my friends, Ryou Bakura, Marik Ishitar, and Harry Potter."
Quatre bowed respectfully. His brow furrowed as he thought before answering.
"Quatre Snape. Nice to meet you." He spoke slowly and very softly. The others had to lean in to hear what he had said. Yugi brighten a bit. Quatre offered a slight shy smile.
"So where did you live before you came here?"
Quatre's face went blank. He remained so for quite a while. Than he spoke in an odd singsong voice.
"What has been found will be lost. Ones lost will be found in form not same. Darkness will be obscured in the Light. Trust not in the angel of Light but in the shadows. For the angel of light will lead hope into despair. Trust not the angel of Light."
The voice died away. Quatre blinked owlishly at the group. Marik spoke up.
"What the-"
"Ah, it seems little Quatre may be a Seer." The Headmaster's voice startled Marik out of speaking.
Yugi looked to Ryou who was obviously mulling over what Quatre said. Harry looked rather resigned. Marik's jaw clicked shut. Dumbledore moved closer to Quatre, who was currently in a light daze.
Dumbledore guided Quatre out of the Great Hall. Harry, Yugi, and Marik followed. Ryou wandered off in the direction of the Griffindor common room. They arrive at the gargoyle. Dumbledore said something along the lines of Starbrust. Quatre, with a nudge, automatically climbed the stairs. Dumbledore turned to the others.
"I suppose you wish to know about Quatre." It was a statement not a question.
The three nodded. Ablus's eyes twinkled again with something between amusement and mischief.
"You must be referring to the fact his name is Quatre Snape." He chuckled. "We did an lineage test. Snape is in fact related to the boy somehow. Only Merlin knows how."
He continued, looking suddenly as old as he did the night he and Harry spoke on before the end of the fifth year.
"Unfortunately we can never know. The boy, in the process of removing a few-" At this Harry and Yugi shared a look. "curses, completely lost his memories. So technically he knows nothing of the wizard's debt he owns you, Harry."
"Why would he lose his memories to just a few curses?" Marik asked.
"Well, Mr. Ishitar, we weren't fully aware of how exactly the curses interacted with each other…"
"So you probably took them off in the wrong order." Yugi finished for the Headmaster.
"Excatly, Mr. Motou. Now if you can excuse me, I and Young Snape have some business we must discuss."
They arrived in Petunia Evan's rooms, when they heard someone complaining.
"But Mom, why did we have to come here to live with those freaks?" The voice whined.
"Now you hear me, Dudley Evans. If I ever hear you insult or beat up on anyone, be it wizard or not, you will be grounded for a week."
Harry and Yugi, Marik went looking for Ryou, had walked into an argument between mother and son. Petunia had her hands on her hip, glaring at Dudley who still looked like a whale.
"Yes, Mother." Dudley replied sullenly.
"And another thing, Dudley, you will go on a diet and exercise. I don't need my little boy dying of diabetes." She said walking into another room.
Dudley stood there gapping like a fish. Than he notices his cousin and his companion. He scowls.
"Hello, Dudley." Harry said. "Um."
Yugi saved him. "Want to come with us to the Griffindor common room?"
Yugi gave a encouraging smile. Dudley nodded slowly. Harry followed along, not really sure what was going on.
Ryou and Marik were already in the common room – they were fighting on the ground. Ryou was glaring at the blond Egyptian who currently was pinning him to the floor.
"Come on, Tomb Robber. You're losing your touch." Marik smirked.
Ryou in answer loosen Marik's hold on his arm and decked Marik. Marik's head snapped to his left. Ryou, rather Bakura, threw Marik off. Yami took over Yugi and intervened.
"What is going on here?" Yami demanded.
"Pharaoh." Bakura simply stated in greeting.
"Well, we were only having fun, Pharaoh." Marik, laughing, picked himself off the floor.
"The Assassin was the one having fun. He ambushed me." Bakura complained.
"Pharoah?" Harry said.
"Tomb Robber?" Dudley said.
"Assassin?!" They chorused.
Yugi took over in that minute. He sweat-dropped. He began to explain.
"Uh, well, they call me Pharaoh 'cause I'm the King of Games. Ryou's family are kind of famous for being archeologists. And Marik, well…"
"I was the head of an organization called the Ghouls. But that was years ago." Marik said, waving it away.
"Why does that name seem familiar?" Harry asked, frowning.
Bakura picked up the Daily Prophet on a table and started to sit down to read, grumbling about locking a particular blonde in the Shadow Realm. He stopped suddenly and his eyes scanned the paper again.
"Um, Marik." Bakura's voice went funny. "I think you should read this."
Marik ripped the paper out of Bakura's hand and started reading. He first went pale and then became incredibly irked. He began to rant as he shoved the paper at Yugi.
"Damn Ramset. When I disbanded the Ghouls, I said not to pull stunts like this…"
"So you're their leader." Spoke a very familiar voice that Harry currently wish that it would go away.
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Next on Leaving Illusion Behind:
Chapter Six: Fudge verses Hogwarts
Written by Li Cruz
Chapter Five: Quatre and Severus
Author Notes:
Yes, I'm aware of the several plotholes in the pervious chapter…
:laughing: No, it isn't Quatre Winner from Gundam. LOL. It's the demon/human child. I actually love the name, Quatre. I actually have a list of favorite names intended for hero-types…Getting off track. Actually, this particular choice for names was in favor of Quatre Maelstrom, a legendary hero of Fadale and the lover of the goddess Mana, a character for the RPG world, Fadale and the currently running campaign; Terrace Academy. I was not intentional trying to misled you. Imagine what would the reaction be if I stuck with his original name… a variant spelling of Gandalf.
And there could be cameo's but I doubt it. Never know.
Signing out
Li Cruz (rantermaster@yahoo.com)
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"Um, guys? What the hell just happened?"
:Auboi?: Yami gently promted.
"Harry, didn't he have white hair last time?"
"Ah, yeah. I think so. But what is he doing, hanging on to Professor Snape?"
Ryou, Bakura, Yami, and Marik were not at all following the current conversation. Harry and Yugi began walking to the Great Hall again, talking.
"Professor Snape can't be all bad. Grampa said he was one of his favorite students when he was teaching."
"Er, what did he teach, anyway?"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts..."
"No wonder. And that's probably why Professor Snape congratulated your grampa instead of getting angry… Doesn't change the fact Snape is a git during the school year."
"I think we missed something." Ryou whispered to Marik who nodded.
When they all arrived at the Great Hall. They found Snape sitting across from 'Quatre'. He was talking in a low voice as they entered. Dumbledore finally stood up.
"I would like to introduce young Quatre Snape."
The silence that followed was as thick as butter. When did that happen, the silence seemed to ask. Only Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, and Professor Snape seemed unaffected by the silence. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled with mischief as he sat back down. The room promptly roared back to life. Breakfast was completely uncomfortable affair. The suspense of not knowing gnawed on everyone's mind.
The moment breakfast was finished, Dumbledore called a staff meeting. Snape said something in low words to Quatre before leaving. Quatre nodded. Harry and company felt it was probably safe to approach.
They were completely surprised when Quatre came to them, though he was looking everywhere but them. Yugi tried to start a conversion with Quatre.
"Hello, I'm Yugi Motou. These are my friends, Ryou Bakura, Marik Ishitar, and Harry Potter."
Quatre bowed respectfully. His brow furrowed as he thought before answering.
"Quatre Snape. Nice to meet you." He spoke slowly and very softly. The others had to lean in to hear what he had said. Yugi brighten a bit. Quatre offered a slight shy smile.
"So where did you live before you came here?"
Quatre's face went blank. He remained so for quite a while. Than he spoke in an odd singsong voice.
"What has been found will be lost. Ones lost will be found in form not same. Darkness will be obscured in the Light. Trust not in the angel of Light but in the shadows. For the angel of light will lead hope into despair. Trust not the angel of Light."
The voice died away. Quatre blinked owlishly at the group. Marik spoke up.
"What the-"
"Ah, it seems little Quatre may be a Seer." The Headmaster's voice startled Marik out of speaking.
Yugi looked to Ryou who was obviously mulling over what Quatre said. Harry looked rather resigned. Marik's jaw clicked shut. Dumbledore moved closer to Quatre, who was currently in a light daze.
Dumbledore guided Quatre out of the Great Hall. Harry, Yugi, and Marik followed. Ryou wandered off in the direction of the Griffindor common room. They arrive at the gargoyle. Dumbledore said something along the lines of Starbrust. Quatre, with a nudge, automatically climbed the stairs. Dumbledore turned to the others.
"I suppose you wish to know about Quatre." It was a statement not a question.
The three nodded. Ablus's eyes twinkled again with something between amusement and mischief.
"You must be referring to the fact his name is Quatre Snape." He chuckled. "We did an lineage test. Snape is in fact related to the boy somehow. Only Merlin knows how."
He continued, looking suddenly as old as he did the night he and Harry spoke on before the end of the fifth year.
"Unfortunately we can never know. The boy, in the process of removing a few-" At this Harry and Yugi shared a look. "curses, completely lost his memories. So technically he knows nothing of the wizard's debt he owns you, Harry."
"Why would he lose his memories to just a few curses?" Marik asked.
"Well, Mr. Ishitar, we weren't fully aware of how exactly the curses interacted with each other…"
"So you probably took them off in the wrong order." Yugi finished for the Headmaster.
"Excatly, Mr. Motou. Now if you can excuse me, I and Young Snape have some business we must discuss."
They arrived in Petunia Evan's rooms, when they heard someone complaining.
"But Mom, why did we have to come here to live with those freaks?" The voice whined.
"Now you hear me, Dudley Evans. If I ever hear you insult or beat up on anyone, be it wizard or not, you will be grounded for a week."
Harry and Yugi, Marik went looking for Ryou, had walked into an argument between mother and son. Petunia had her hands on her hip, glaring at Dudley who still looked like a whale.
"Yes, Mother." Dudley replied sullenly.
"And another thing, Dudley, you will go on a diet and exercise. I don't need my little boy dying of diabetes." She said walking into another room.
Dudley stood there gapping like a fish. Than he notices his cousin and his companion. He scowls.
"Hello, Dudley." Harry said. "Um."
Yugi saved him. "Want to come with us to the Griffindor common room?"
Yugi gave a encouraging smile. Dudley nodded slowly. Harry followed along, not really sure what was going on.
Ryou and Marik were already in the common room – they were fighting on the ground. Ryou was glaring at the blond Egyptian who currently was pinning him to the floor.
"Come on, Tomb Robber. You're losing your touch." Marik smirked.
Ryou in answer loosen Marik's hold on his arm and decked Marik. Marik's head snapped to his left. Ryou, rather Bakura, threw Marik off. Yami took over Yugi and intervened.
"What is going on here?" Yami demanded.
"Pharaoh." Bakura simply stated in greeting.
"Well, we were only having fun, Pharaoh." Marik, laughing, picked himself off the floor.
"The Assassin was the one having fun. He ambushed me." Bakura complained.
"Pharoah?" Harry said.
"Tomb Robber?" Dudley said.
"Assassin?!" They chorused.
Yugi took over in that minute. He sweat-dropped. He began to explain.
"Uh, well, they call me Pharaoh 'cause I'm the King of Games. Ryou's family are kind of famous for being archeologists. And Marik, well…"
"I was the head of an organization called the Ghouls. But that was years ago." Marik said, waving it away.
"Why does that name seem familiar?" Harry asked, frowning.
Bakura picked up the Daily Prophet on a table and started to sit down to read, grumbling about locking a particular blonde in the Shadow Realm. He stopped suddenly and his eyes scanned the paper again.
"Um, Marik." Bakura's voice went funny. "I think you should read this."
Marik ripped the paper out of Bakura's hand and started reading. He first went pale and then became incredibly irked. He began to rant as he shoved the paper at Yugi.
"Damn Ramset. When I disbanded the Ghouls, I said not to pull stunts like this…"
"So you're their leader." Spoke a very familiar voice that Harry currently wish that it would go away.
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Next on Leaving Illusion Behind:
Chapter Six: Fudge verses Hogwarts
