Lightning and Thunder
Author name: Illuminati Lullaby
Category: Angst, Romance, Dark
Rating: R
Summary: A merchild is born named Clepsyyde, Her and her dragon
hatch mate, Kytt'n, share 23rds of a soul. But who possesses the
other third? Harry and Draco are forced to become friends to help
her.
Author notes: I suck at writing. This is my first fic so go easy.
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and I haven't been in much of one lately. I'll try to update more
often, but seeing as only three people have reviewed so far, I
doubt there are many of you out there that care much anyhow, but
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Chapter 5: The Calm Before the Storm
...blood loss, internal bleeding, broken ribs, scaring...
As my dream blurred softly releasing me into what I vaguely thought
might be reality, I heard the distorted voice of someone, but
who I could not have told you for my life and then some.
...be okay?...
I went to lift my hand to rub my eyes and found I couldn't. Why
was another one of those questions I could not have answered and
was to tired to really care anyway.
...she's.....aking up lo...
I blinked blearily, allowing my eyes to adjust to the light. Focusing on the glass that was in front of me, I realized that
I was in a pod or holding tank of some sort. My movements were
slowed by the water that wasn't quite water. It tasted like water,
but had a strange purplish tint and was thicker than normal water. Someone's face floated just out side the glass, peering in at
me and I had the insane urge to giggle at it's distorted features
caused by the curve of the glass. I shook my head, giggle? There
must be something strange in this water.'
Then I tried to focus and was able to make out several figures
standing out side the glass in a white tiled room. One was the
blond male that called himself Draco. Draco was glowering at
an older looking female of some sort who seemed to be trying to
explain something to him that wasn't quite to his liking. There
were three others to males and a female that looked about Draco's
age, and a short pudgy balding man that was rubbing his hands
together nervously. Lastly I noticed a tall ancient man with
silver hair and a half moon glasses observing the situation in
a seemingly amused way. My eyes shifted to Draco again, his face
was shifting slightly as he glared harder at the older female
creature.
it seemed to elongate and become sharper; his hands glowed with
a faint orange chaotic light. I wondered what was happening,
but didn't think much about it as we had many different species
creature that lived in the sea that shifted shape with strong
emotions.
BASTARD! FUCKING MORONIC BITCH!
I realized I was hearing a mental echo of what Draco was shrieking
at the female. I faintly wondered what could have gotten him
so mad, at the same moment I felt sorry for anyone on the wrong
end of that temper.
Calm down Draco, It's not her fault that Klepsa passed out. She
was exhausted and injured. She's also awake now and can hear
everything you're shouting. Kytt'n's soothing voice drifted into
my head and I realized I had no clue where she was.
KYTT'N! Where are you?!? I-My head had begun to throb with the
use of my mind speak, I moaned softly and once again tried to
lift my hands to grasp my aching cranium. Realizing at last that
something was attached to them holding them down I glanced down
and tried to yank them free. Flashes of being tied down by my
father whipped acrossed my eyes and I flailed trying to pull free.
Clepsyyde!! It's OKAY, CALM DOWN!! Draco had pushed open the
top of the holding tank and I accidentally splashed him with water
in my panic. Scrubbing of the purplish stuff he grasped my wrists
in an attempt to calm me and yanked off the magical restraints
and I instantly felt a whoosh of bone weary tiredness sink into
place around me like a heavy blanket. I sunk down into his arms
before I felt my gills begin to flutter with lack of water. Gasping
I ducked back under the water and filled my lungs with the cool
liquid.
Couldn't...breath... I clutched at my head with the effort of
even that. The man with the silver hair strode over and gently
pushed the woman off Draco that was trying to keep him away from
me. She hadn't been making much progress anyway; he kept burning
her with the strange dancing orange light.
Draco, stop that. We don't need our best marine healer burnt. Please excuse him Jakelynne, Draco has a ah, fiery temper when
people make him mad. Draco rolled his eyes at the corny pun,
And Draco, she is fine, don't worry about her, Ms. Carlos does
not make it a habit to kill her charges. The old man turned
his blue eyes upon me. The sparkled softly with amusement and
concern. He removed his glasses and moved as though to put his
head in the water to talk to me when Ms. Carlos put her hand on
his shoulder.
The water is charmed to convey the sounds and language of marine
creature and part humans as though you were under water also. Just speak to her and she will understand you perfectly. Ms.
Carlos gestured in my direction and moved to let the man speak.
Thank you Jakelynne, now back to the current situation. First,
I am Albus Dumbledore, I presume you know Draco Malfoy here, this
is Ms. Jakelynne Carlos, He gesture at the woman standing off
to his right, that is Professor Depluit, pointed at the small
balding man off in the corner, and these here, he motioned for
the trio off over on the other side watching interestedly to move
closer, are Hermione Granger, Ron Weasly, and Harry Potter. They are students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
along with Draco, which I will explain later. For now though,
we are pleased to meet you, miss...
I am Pryncece Clepsyyde Ad'luo Mernikksea of the Chelydrea Royals,
daughter of Sethe Ra'nu Mernikksea and Echidna S'biera Mernikksea,
Ruptor and Nocctilla of all sea dwellers. Only true decedents
of the Banished One. I puffed out my chest slightly, And a full
14 Ice-over's old. Dumbledore looked amused, again, I was being
to think this man had something wrong in his head, after all,
very few people had ever dared look amused at me.
Well Pryncece Clepsyyde of the Chelydrea, I am hear to discuss
a proposition with you. Seeing as you and your Drakka both have
seemingly powerful magical abilities, and neither of you seem
trained in them except for what you have dappled with yourself,
and young Draco here seems to have taken a liking to you... I
thought we might be able to try a Human Nature potion here, he
held up a vile of brownish liquid, and see if we could hone your
magic into something more usable.
I was ready to protest about the usable part, both me and Kytt'n
were very proud of our abilities and we thought them plenty usable.
Before you protest, I ask you to just consider my idea. I ignored
him, I wanted Kytt'n first.
Where is my Kytt'n?
Ah, miss Kyttshkabannan, she is right here. He made a motion
with his hand and I heard footsteps and a girl walked from behind
the tank with a half smile on her face. Black hair down her back
and Kytt'n's glowing iris free plum eyes starred back at me. My jaw dropped, which was not something that happened often or
was allowed anywhere in the Royal Code of How-The-Pryncece-Should-Behave.
Don't stutter Klepsa, it is not very becoming of you. And close
your mouth, you look like a common Echeneid Sucker. I shut my
mouth. I wasn't sure what I thought of this new development,
my brain seemed to have shut down. Oh, the Dumbledore, right.
He was speaking.
Miss Mernikksea? Would you consider my proposition now?
But she-but Kytt'n-
Yes, she decided with a little coaxing from Mr. Malfoy here,
to try some of this Human Nature concoction that one of our Professors
cooked up some while ago for no reason.
It's okay Klepsa, this is awesome, and their surface cloths feel
strange. She had on some kind of white and purple shirt and black
pants. The shirt had an open back, seeing as her wings seemed
to have gone no where during the transformation. She unfolded
them when she noticed my gaze and flexed them over her head stretching
and accidentally' knocking Draco over the head in the process. He kicked her in the leg and she clawed him with unnaturally
sharp fingernails. Which of course provoked him to throw orange
light at her which she knocked away with a tail that seemed to
have not disappeared either.
Children, children, not in here. We were in the middle of a
discussion. Save it until later. They both had the grace to
at least try to look guilty.
Fine, I'll try it. That walking thing looks fun. Dumbledore
glanced back at me and smiled. Lifting my self partially out
of the water, the weariness having dissipated slightly, I snatched
the vile out of his hand and swallowed it in one mouthful. Choking
on the horrid taste, I screwed my face up at the burning sensation
of it going down. I felt everything from my waste down go numb. I was grateful, I had a feeling that it would hurt worse than
being dropped into the Phlegethon river of Hades.
Most of my scales receded into my skin, leaving pale pink in their
place. toes formed but a thin webbing held them together when
I moved them. the fins that had been on opposite sides of my
tale shrunk but didn't disappear completely. the fins on my arms
mirrored their action. My gills stuck themselves down but didn't
disappear either. Suddenly the water I had been holding in my
lungs felt heavy and damp. I choked on it and spit it in to the
face of Ms. Carlos who was trying to take my pulse or something.
I sputtered some more and finally got most of it out. Inhaling
a deep breath of air, I suddenly felt light headed.
Toppling out of the tank I felt as though I could move extra fast,
as though I had been held down with weights before and they had
been lifted. I stood up with the help of Kytt'n and glanced down
at my new body. I stumbled around in a small circle while trying
to get my barrings until someone coughed lightly. Clad only in
my skimpy silver and blue top, I noticed that everyone else had
on much more. Draco lifted an eyebrow at my mostly nude body
before pointing a long brownish cylindrical object at me and muttering
a few words. I glanced down to see a pair of pants form from
nothing around my new legs.
So Clepsyyde, Dumbledore asked, shall we all move to a more
comfortable place to discuss the current situation?