Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
By: souls
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Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, I know there'll be a couple times I may lose my way so bear with me. I'm not J.K. Rowling so be kind when you review.
Also I do not own the rights to Harry Potter or any of his co-stars. The situation and a few guests to the Harry Potter world are from my warped mind.
I'm sorry that it took so long to get this chapter to you. I've just started back to school and with all the other writing courses I have I may not get my chapters posted at regular intervals. I hope that you all enjoy this latest installment of.
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.Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
Chapter 14: Die upon a Kiss
The Hogwarts Express was underway. There had been no undue surprises except for the fact that Professor Dumbledore and Professor Marlow had boarded the train along with the students. Hermione had felt that this was fairly odd but didn't question it too much. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had found a nice quiet place to talk. They'd all gone through some changes and this was the first time they'd actually had an opportunity to really talk about it.
"Hermione, do you think you'll be okay?" Harry asked.
"I'll be fine." She said but Ron wasn't so convinced.
"What'll your parents think when they see your ears?" Ron asked with a look of concern on his face.
Hermione didn't get to answer as the door to their compartment opened. Framed in the doorway was Albus Dumbledore. "Harry, may I speak with you for a moment?"
"Sure professor." He said as he stood and joined Professor Dumbledore in the hallway. "Is there anything wrong?"
"No Harry I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright." Dumbledore said as he glanced up and down the hallway.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong professor?" Harry could tell that something wasn't quite right even as he asked the question. Dumbledore was not his usual cheery self. He kept glancing around as if he thought at any moment the train would disappear out from under him. Dumbledore looked into those burning emerald eyes and let out a deep breath.
"I'm not sure what's wrong Harry and that's what has me worried. I sense something. I don't know how or why but things are not right. I'd like for you and the others to stick close to Professor Marlow until you're back through the barrier at Platform 9-3/4."
"Okay professor." Dumbledore smiled for the first time since and left Harry, who stepped back into the compartment.
Hermione looked up as the door opened. Ron tossed Harry a Chocolate Frog, and he quickly snatched it up.
"As I was telling Ron my parents will eventually get used to the idea. We all should really get these transformations under control especially you Ron. You've broken seven armchairs in Gryffindor Tower."
"What about you? I saw your desk after our Potions final. It was all scratched up."
"Hermione's not the only one who's lost control. I think I might have hypnotized Professor Dumbledore a minute ago." Harry said as he began recounted what Dumbledore had told him.
Moments later there was a skittering and scratching at the compartment door. Ron got up and opened the door. As he did so a large black wolf darted in. Ron shut the door and placed a locking charm on it
"Malfoy you daffy bastard. What were you thinking?" If it can be said the wolf had a sheepish grin on its face as Malfoy transformed.
"Actually I wasn't really thinking much of anything at the time. I'd finally gotten away from Benoit. It seems that Crabbe and Goyle have made a new friend. I slipped into an empty compartment to get away from them and just looked out the window."
"Is that it Draco?" Hermione asked, "How were you feeling at the time?"
"I was thinking how great it'd be to go bounding across the fields and lay about in the sun." He finally admitted.
"That is what I was talking about. We have got to be very careful from now on. Our thoughts and emotions can get the better of us very easily. Draco I think you had better join us."
Draco settled into an unoccupied seat and closed his eyes. He soon fell asleep. The others continued to talk as the scenery outside passed by like a dream.
~*~
It seemed like an eternity, although it was only a few hours, before Draco stirred once again. The train had stopped. The windows were blacked out and covered in a sheet of frost. Harry looked at his watch and it was no where near close to sundown. "Hermione!" He called. Hermione started and looked around the compartment before shaking Ron awake.
"Get up Ron something's going on. Something unnatural." As she spoke she could see every breath. There was a great chill in the air and the light continued to diminish. Her eyes glowed in the dim light of the compartment. Harry grabbed his forehead. He was feeling real strange. There was a slight electric hum and charge flowing through him making every nerve tingle.
"Someone's coming." Moments later they could all hear a scuffle outside their compartment and then the door was blasted open by a great beast made of silver light. Smoke filtered through the hole that had just been made. Jacob's head popped into the compartment followed quickly by the rest of him.
"It's time to go. Follow me." He motioned for them to follow him through the other side of the train.
"What the bloody hell is happening?" Ron said as he followed the others out of the train. Jacob ducked behind a piece of debris. The sound of frightened first and second years rang throughout the air along with the howls of dozens of garou.
"I don't want to alarm any of you but those werewolves are the least of our worries. Look." Jacob pointed across the platform to where several Dementors stood poised over the body of Colin Creevey. Harry raised his wand only to have Jacob stay his hand. The look on Jacob's face was all the group needed to tell him them that Colin was beyond their help.
Moments later several dark robed figures appeared and one raised his wand towards the train before shouting, "Micro Implosia!" The train shook as if impacted by an elephant. Several dents and craters appeared as it warped and contorted in on itself. There was more screaming from inside the train.
"Where's Dumbledore?" Draco asked, as he let his senses roam the area.
"He told me to go get you four while he tried to usher some of the students off the train and through the barrier." Jacob went silent as he flicked his wand at an approaching DeathEater. As the DeathEater tripped falling into his comrades a small group of students rushed the barrier. Several stunners trailed them, as did a few werewolves.
"Professor, how can there be werewolves out now? It's the middle of the afternoon and there's not a full moon until next week." Ron asked as he projected an invisible snare a foot ahead of a group of DeathEaters.
"It's Voldemort's doing. He's cast one of the Deplorable's." The students didn't understand but his words filled them all with a deep since of dread. They looked as though they were about to question Jacob when a voice from behind interrupted them.
"This is definitely not the time for explanations." They all turned to regard a very haggard and slightly singed in some areas. His long immaculate beard was frayed and shriveled as if a torch had been held to it. "Most of the students made it through the barrier. But some were not so lucky." The wizened mage shook his head as he watched several werewolves cart away Colin's violated body. It's eyes completely white devoid of spirit, of joy, and of pain. Harry reached out to Dumbledore before asking him a crucial question.
"Have you seen Voldemort?" His question seemed to fall flat on his lips as distant flares of emerald and crimson shot through the barrier of platform 9-3/4. Five hit-wizards exited the barrier along with two bodies. Everyone could tell they'd met their end by Avada Kedavra. Harry only assumed that these men were aurors from the Ministry. They locked eyes with Harry and scattered among the debris taking up defensive positions.
The distant rumble of thunder, the screams of the wounded and the howls muted before finally silencing. The air hung heavy. The hooded figure of the Dark Lord, Voldemort, stepped through the barrier only stopping to glance behind him at the barrier.
"Vacuus!" The barrier began to blister all over before crumbling to dust. The hood could not conceal the burning embers beneath it. Voldemort pulled back his hood to reveal a more youthful vision. Harry could only think of how more grotesque Voldemort's youthful reversion made him. The price he exacted from the innocents around him was very high. Harry seethed with rage.
[A/N: Vacuus: void.]
By: souls
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Author's Note: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, I know there'll be a couple times I may lose my way so bear with me. I'm not J.K. Rowling so be kind when you review.
Also I do not own the rights to Harry Potter or any of his co-stars. The situation and a few guests to the Harry Potter world are from my warped mind.
I'm sorry that it took so long to get this chapter to you. I've just started back to school and with all the other writing courses I have I may not get my chapters posted at regular intervals. I hope that you all enjoy this latest installment of.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------
.Harry Potter and the Icons of Myth
Chapter 14: Die upon a Kiss
The Hogwarts Express was underway. There had been no undue surprises except for the fact that Professor Dumbledore and Professor Marlow had boarded the train along with the students. Hermione had felt that this was fairly odd but didn't question it too much. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had found a nice quiet place to talk. They'd all gone through some changes and this was the first time they'd actually had an opportunity to really talk about it.
"Hermione, do you think you'll be okay?" Harry asked.
"I'll be fine." She said but Ron wasn't so convinced.
"What'll your parents think when they see your ears?" Ron asked with a look of concern on his face.
Hermione didn't get to answer as the door to their compartment opened. Framed in the doorway was Albus Dumbledore. "Harry, may I speak with you for a moment?"
"Sure professor." He said as he stood and joined Professor Dumbledore in the hallway. "Is there anything wrong?"
"No Harry I just wanted to make sure you were doing alright." Dumbledore said as he glanced up and down the hallway.
"Are you sure there's nothing wrong professor?" Harry could tell that something wasn't quite right even as he asked the question. Dumbledore was not his usual cheery self. He kept glancing around as if he thought at any moment the train would disappear out from under him. Dumbledore looked into those burning emerald eyes and let out a deep breath.
"I'm not sure what's wrong Harry and that's what has me worried. I sense something. I don't know how or why but things are not right. I'd like for you and the others to stick close to Professor Marlow until you're back through the barrier at Platform 9-3/4."
"Okay professor." Dumbledore smiled for the first time since and left Harry, who stepped back into the compartment.
Hermione looked up as the door opened. Ron tossed Harry a Chocolate Frog, and he quickly snatched it up.
"As I was telling Ron my parents will eventually get used to the idea. We all should really get these transformations under control especially you Ron. You've broken seven armchairs in Gryffindor Tower."
"What about you? I saw your desk after our Potions final. It was all scratched up."
"Hermione's not the only one who's lost control. I think I might have hypnotized Professor Dumbledore a minute ago." Harry said as he began recounted what Dumbledore had told him.
Moments later there was a skittering and scratching at the compartment door. Ron got up and opened the door. As he did so a large black wolf darted in. Ron shut the door and placed a locking charm on it
"Malfoy you daffy bastard. What were you thinking?" If it can be said the wolf had a sheepish grin on its face as Malfoy transformed.
"Actually I wasn't really thinking much of anything at the time. I'd finally gotten away from Benoit. It seems that Crabbe and Goyle have made a new friend. I slipped into an empty compartment to get away from them and just looked out the window."
"Is that it Draco?" Hermione asked, "How were you feeling at the time?"
"I was thinking how great it'd be to go bounding across the fields and lay about in the sun." He finally admitted.
"That is what I was talking about. We have got to be very careful from now on. Our thoughts and emotions can get the better of us very easily. Draco I think you had better join us."
Draco settled into an unoccupied seat and closed his eyes. He soon fell asleep. The others continued to talk as the scenery outside passed by like a dream.
~*~
It seemed like an eternity, although it was only a few hours, before Draco stirred once again. The train had stopped. The windows were blacked out and covered in a sheet of frost. Harry looked at his watch and it was no where near close to sundown. "Hermione!" He called. Hermione started and looked around the compartment before shaking Ron awake.
"Get up Ron something's going on. Something unnatural." As she spoke she could see every breath. There was a great chill in the air and the light continued to diminish. Her eyes glowed in the dim light of the compartment. Harry grabbed his forehead. He was feeling real strange. There was a slight electric hum and charge flowing through him making every nerve tingle.
"Someone's coming." Moments later they could all hear a scuffle outside their compartment and then the door was blasted open by a great beast made of silver light. Smoke filtered through the hole that had just been made. Jacob's head popped into the compartment followed quickly by the rest of him.
"It's time to go. Follow me." He motioned for them to follow him through the other side of the train.
"What the bloody hell is happening?" Ron said as he followed the others out of the train. Jacob ducked behind a piece of debris. The sound of frightened first and second years rang throughout the air along with the howls of dozens of garou.
"I don't want to alarm any of you but those werewolves are the least of our worries. Look." Jacob pointed across the platform to where several Dementors stood poised over the body of Colin Creevey. Harry raised his wand only to have Jacob stay his hand. The look on Jacob's face was all the group needed to tell him them that Colin was beyond their help.
Moments later several dark robed figures appeared and one raised his wand towards the train before shouting, "Micro Implosia!" The train shook as if impacted by an elephant. Several dents and craters appeared as it warped and contorted in on itself. There was more screaming from inside the train.
"Where's Dumbledore?" Draco asked, as he let his senses roam the area.
"He told me to go get you four while he tried to usher some of the students off the train and through the barrier." Jacob went silent as he flicked his wand at an approaching DeathEater. As the DeathEater tripped falling into his comrades a small group of students rushed the barrier. Several stunners trailed them, as did a few werewolves.
"Professor, how can there be werewolves out now? It's the middle of the afternoon and there's not a full moon until next week." Ron asked as he projected an invisible snare a foot ahead of a group of DeathEaters.
"It's Voldemort's doing. He's cast one of the Deplorable's." The students didn't understand but his words filled them all with a deep since of dread. They looked as though they were about to question Jacob when a voice from behind interrupted them.
"This is definitely not the time for explanations." They all turned to regard a very haggard and slightly singed in some areas. His long immaculate beard was frayed and shriveled as if a torch had been held to it. "Most of the students made it through the barrier. But some were not so lucky." The wizened mage shook his head as he watched several werewolves cart away Colin's violated body. It's eyes completely white devoid of spirit, of joy, and of pain. Harry reached out to Dumbledore before asking him a crucial question.
"Have you seen Voldemort?" His question seemed to fall flat on his lips as distant flares of emerald and crimson shot through the barrier of platform 9-3/4. Five hit-wizards exited the barrier along with two bodies. Everyone could tell they'd met their end by Avada Kedavra. Harry only assumed that these men were aurors from the Ministry. They locked eyes with Harry and scattered among the debris taking up defensive positions.
The distant rumble of thunder, the screams of the wounded and the howls muted before finally silencing. The air hung heavy. The hooded figure of the Dark Lord, Voldemort, stepped through the barrier only stopping to glance behind him at the barrier.
"Vacuus!" The barrier began to blister all over before crumbling to dust. The hood could not conceal the burning embers beneath it. Voldemort pulled back his hood to reveal a more youthful vision. Harry could only think of how more grotesque Voldemort's youthful reversion made him. The price he exacted from the innocents around him was very high. Harry seethed with rage.
[A/N: Vacuus: void.]