Chapter 2: Shining Light into the Darkness
As much as I hate to do this, I must. (In reference to his disclaimer)
*DISCLAIMER!*: I am, in no way, involved in writing/producing/creating the Harry Potter stories, nor do I plan to EVER infringe copyrights. Even though the characters are different from normal (i.e. Harry being evil), I will explain everything in later chapters. Thanx
- Jason Black, the author
The kid began to breathe rhythmically to calm himself as he prepared to duel Harry Potter. Suddenly, a crowd of people appeared to watch, creating a ring that closed them in. He broke out in a nervous sweat. What did he think he was doing? He needed a strategy. Harry took the dueling stance, as did he.
"On your marks, get set, GO!" someone yelled, and the duel had begun. He ducked quickly to the side as Potter flung the same exploding powder he had used against Draco at him. As it exploded in midair, he did a somersault on the floor and stood upright. He flung a shockwave at Harry, making sure to aim. It hit him and he went flying, hitting the floor with an "UMPH!". Carefully circling around each other, the wizards stared each other down. Suddenly, Harry rushed at him with his wand outstretched, throwing fire at him. He jumped back, barely avoiding getting his face burned off. This wizard duel had turned deadlier than he thought. He threw out his wand and, after casting an Immobility spell, Harry froze, falling over.
"The challenger is the winner!" the person who had announced the start of the duel shouted, and his arm was raised in victory. Soon, after a few congratulations, the students dispersed and he was left standing alone in the middle of a deserted hall.
**____**
A few days after the duel, Jason Black (now known as the kid who dueled Harry Potter) was in a classroom reading a book that he had to study. As he turned the page he had been poring over, he heard the door open slightly. He turned to see who it was, but there was no one there.
Strange, he thought, and turned back to his book. Suddenly, he felt a blinding pain as something hard and heavy struck him in the back of the head. He fell to the floor, dazed and confused. As he got up, something hit him and he fell back to the floor again, but this time he threw out a hand and caught himself. He quickly got back up, wondering what force of nature could be doing this. On a hunch, he reached out and shoved the air in front of him. To his surprise, he felt his hands connect with something solid and heard an "OOF!". He heard the thing hit the floor and as it did, the Invisibility Cloak fell off of Harry Potter. He angered at the sight of "Hogwarts' Golden Boy" and pulled out his wand, ready to do some serious damage. Harry got up and pulled out his wand also.
"Well, here we are again, I guess," he said, and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Do you ever stop talking?" he asked sarcastically, and charged Jason with his wand out, as he had done at the duel. He jumped back and threw out ropes from his wand. They wrapped themselves around Harry and he yanked, sending him sprawling to the floor. The ropes retracted into his wand and Harry got up, growling. Jason flicked his wand again and suddenly, Harry's arms and legs stretched out as if he were on The Rack. He flicked his wand yet again and Harry stretched out some more, causing him to scream in pain.
"Are you going to give up now, Potter?" he asked maliciously, and Harry nodded painfully. "Next time it's gonna be even worse for you if you try anything again."
With a sweep of his wand, Jason sent Harry flying out the door and out into the hall. Shaking his head, he went back to the book he had been reading.
**____** As Harry flew out of the room, he landed on his arse outside (on the stone floor, might I add) and crashed into the wall. As he got up, bitter bile rose up into his throat, causing him to cough. He shook his head with rage, ready to go in and kill that little bastard. He went towards the door, wand outstretched, but he stopped. Was he really going to kill the punk now? He could wait until later, but the satisfaction of the kill now would be worth it.
**____**
Jason headed for the dormitory where he stayed and was almost accosted in the hall by a group of Serpents. After a few rounds of exchanged fire, they both gave up and walked in opposite directions. When he did get to his room, he opened his portable (but really extensive) Potions set. He set to work making a potion that would protect him if he were to get attacked when his back was turned. As he created a flame from the tip of his wand, he added essence of lionfish spine to some water in a small pewter cauldron he owned. The partial potion hissed and sputtered as it boiled, creating roiling clouds of steam. He sprinkled some poppy seeds into the mixture, causing it to turn blue. As he did, his father opened the door. A cold draft blew across the room.
"You know you're not supposed to mix potions. I've told you before," Professor Black said sternly.
"Close the door and drop the disguise, dad. No one's here," Jason said, annoyed. His father began to shimmer and after a moment, Sirius Black stood in the middle of the room.
"There's a question I've wanted to ask you, dad. How'd you get a job here?" his son inquired.
THE END...FOR NOW AT LEAST...MUAHAHA!
As much as I hate to do this, I must. (In reference to his disclaimer)
*DISCLAIMER!*: I am, in no way, involved in writing/producing/creating the Harry Potter stories, nor do I plan to EVER infringe copyrights. Even though the characters are different from normal (i.e. Harry being evil), I will explain everything in later chapters. Thanx
- Jason Black, the author
The kid began to breathe rhythmically to calm himself as he prepared to duel Harry Potter. Suddenly, a crowd of people appeared to watch, creating a ring that closed them in. He broke out in a nervous sweat. What did he think he was doing? He needed a strategy. Harry took the dueling stance, as did he.
"On your marks, get set, GO!" someone yelled, and the duel had begun. He ducked quickly to the side as Potter flung the same exploding powder he had used against Draco at him. As it exploded in midair, he did a somersault on the floor and stood upright. He flung a shockwave at Harry, making sure to aim. It hit him and he went flying, hitting the floor with an "UMPH!". Carefully circling around each other, the wizards stared each other down. Suddenly, Harry rushed at him with his wand outstretched, throwing fire at him. He jumped back, barely avoiding getting his face burned off. This wizard duel had turned deadlier than he thought. He threw out his wand and, after casting an Immobility spell, Harry froze, falling over.
"The challenger is the winner!" the person who had announced the start of the duel shouted, and his arm was raised in victory. Soon, after a few congratulations, the students dispersed and he was left standing alone in the middle of a deserted hall.
**____**
A few days after the duel, Jason Black (now known as the kid who dueled Harry Potter) was in a classroom reading a book that he had to study. As he turned the page he had been poring over, he heard the door open slightly. He turned to see who it was, but there was no one there.
Strange, he thought, and turned back to his book. Suddenly, he felt a blinding pain as something hard and heavy struck him in the back of the head. He fell to the floor, dazed and confused. As he got up, something hit him and he fell back to the floor again, but this time he threw out a hand and caught himself. He quickly got back up, wondering what force of nature could be doing this. On a hunch, he reached out and shoved the air in front of him. To his surprise, he felt his hands connect with something solid and heard an "OOF!". He heard the thing hit the floor and as it did, the Invisibility Cloak fell off of Harry Potter. He angered at the sight of "Hogwarts' Golden Boy" and pulled out his wand, ready to do some serious damage. Harry got up and pulled out his wand also.
"Well, here we are again, I guess," he said, and Harry rolled his eyes.
"Do you ever stop talking?" he asked sarcastically, and charged Jason with his wand out, as he had done at the duel. He jumped back and threw out ropes from his wand. They wrapped themselves around Harry and he yanked, sending him sprawling to the floor. The ropes retracted into his wand and Harry got up, growling. Jason flicked his wand again and suddenly, Harry's arms and legs stretched out as if he were on The Rack. He flicked his wand yet again and Harry stretched out some more, causing him to scream in pain.
"Are you going to give up now, Potter?" he asked maliciously, and Harry nodded painfully. "Next time it's gonna be even worse for you if you try anything again."
With a sweep of his wand, Jason sent Harry flying out the door and out into the hall. Shaking his head, he went back to the book he had been reading.
**____** As Harry flew out of the room, he landed on his arse outside (on the stone floor, might I add) and crashed into the wall. As he got up, bitter bile rose up into his throat, causing him to cough. He shook his head with rage, ready to go in and kill that little bastard. He went towards the door, wand outstretched, but he stopped. Was he really going to kill the punk now? He could wait until later, but the satisfaction of the kill now would be worth it.
**____**
Jason headed for the dormitory where he stayed and was almost accosted in the hall by a group of Serpents. After a few rounds of exchanged fire, they both gave up and walked in opposite directions. When he did get to his room, he opened his portable (but really extensive) Potions set. He set to work making a potion that would protect him if he were to get attacked when his back was turned. As he created a flame from the tip of his wand, he added essence of lionfish spine to some water in a small pewter cauldron he owned. The partial potion hissed and sputtered as it boiled, creating roiling clouds of steam. He sprinkled some poppy seeds into the mixture, causing it to turn blue. As he did, his father opened the door. A cold draft blew across the room.
"You know you're not supposed to mix potions. I've told you before," Professor Black said sternly.
"Close the door and drop the disguise, dad. No one's here," Jason said, annoyed. His father began to shimmer and after a moment, Sirius Black stood in the middle of the room.
"There's a question I've wanted to ask you, dad. How'd you get a job here?" his son inquired.
THE END...FOR NOW AT LEAST...MUAHAHA!