Déni : Aucun je ne suis pas J.K. Rowling et ne prends aucun crédit pour son travail. Heureux ?
Note D'Auteurs : Bonjour, hmm que j'ai voulu changer mes notes et déni d'auteurs pour voir si n'importe qui ici vraiment parle français ou compris ce que j'ai dit en mon dernier chapitre avant que je l'aie traduit. Si vous , me dire dans une revue. Quoi qu'il en soit je suis rampant, tellement voici le huitième chapitre !
The Jagged Glass
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It was like looking at a bat cave. The walls, stone, the ceiling too high to decipher. Hundreds of dark cloaked Death Eaters were there, some with their hoods up, like his.
Most of the Death Eaters had a out of place look in there eyes, a burning, a wanting to get out. Others held a knowledge, knowing what was gonna happen and then their was the ones who had anticipation to see their master. The ones who loved to torture, to watch others squirm. Their eyes were completely black, their faces smirking at the nervous, hoping for a show from Voldemort.
Harry lowered his hood farther down, hoping no one could see his face. He was fully aware of his scar on his forehead, his consciousness burned him about it, not satisfied with it's shield.
Mr.Krum looked at him, uncertainly for a second, then leaned over.
Putting his lips only a couple centimeters from his ears.
Harry eerily, could basically feel Mr. Krum's mouth moving.
"Try not to look like your hiding or scared, the ones who do, are the one Voldemort first chooses to torture."
Harry looked up at this, and quickly nodded in understanding. Taking in a deep breathe, knowing he would have to risk some exposure, to not be exposed.
He stood up straight in the black cloak, that oddly enough, fit him well. And looked straight at all the other Death Eaters around him, exposing his emerald eyes towards the dark room.
Most of them he didn't know, but their was one that he did, that was staring straight at him. He quickly ignored the notion to pull his hood farther down, and stared back at him with a icy cold glare, even he didn't know he had. He thought of all the hatred he had in Bellatrix, in the Death Eaters that had helped her kill. The pulse of pure anger went through him as he stared back at the Death Eater, making him shiver. Mr. Krum looked at him as though he was a stranger, but continued acting normal with him. His gaze continued to go over all the Death Eaters with that stare. He finally understood why the Death Eaters were so sadistic. Now he knew, it was because of all the betrayal in the end they saw, all the horrible truth that others recondite.
*Pop* ----------
*Pop*
An aww of terror and fear filled the Death Eaters faces as they stared at Two, of the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. One women Death Eater fainted at the sight as Voldemorts Death Eaters began to laugh, a demonic laugh as they watched. The original Voldemort smirked and said, letting his voice be heard to all his Death Eaters starting with a laugh.
"Death Eaters, Death Eaters, I would like you to meet the twin of me, my clone if you may. He will assist me in taking over the wizarding world. Making sure No Mudbloods survive, and that the Wizarding World is ares. He is to be treated with as you would me…"
The Other Voldemort laughed as he spun his wand around.
"CRUCIO"
He yelled at a Death Eater in shock at the clone. The chorus of Voldemorts laugh and his loyal Death Eaters rang cruelly through the room.
The second Voldemort started
"Dear Friends, I will be make sure hell is paid to all that cross us. I will admit even as strong and powerful as I am, I can be defeated. But we can not, from today on is a New Era, my Era!"
The room was silent no one dared move.
"Everyone!" Voldemort claimed "Meet Voltimore!!!"
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He knew there was two Voldemorts, but for some reason the expression on all there faces scared him, they were scared too when they found out. And that was a lot more horrible, that meant they really were in a lot of trouble.
Mr. Krum briskly walked, he had been like that ever since they left the halls. He was in a hurry, but who could blame him. His face was pale, with a twinge of green, his eyes watery. Harry quickly whispered
"Mr. Krum?" He stared at him for a second before he could put the words together.
"This is really bad…" He stared at him for a moment. Harry looked him over, all hope and happiness that was ever in his expression was gone. His eyes black like the sadistic Death Eater, but from fear. Mr. Krum continued.
"No talking, we need to get out as soon as possible. You are, are only hope." He quickly walked past Harry again, as he quickly picked up his own pace to keep up with Mr. Krum..
They said nothing as they went left and right through all the hallways finally finishing in a great door, in which Mr. Krum opened, his hands still shaking..
He opened the door to a forest of green bushes, trees, and growth everywhere. Rocks littered the ground, in a unpredictable fashion. The wind blew hard against his face, as he took a breathe of the forests wind. Mr. Krum quickly whispered to him, letting him barly have time to understand.
"Tell the Order ASAP Harry" He said, then left, as the door slammed shut. Leaving his options limited, he quickly started his hike. His hoping starting to recede when he realized he wasn't sure where to go. He wasn't sure how the Order or the Wizarding World would react. The Prophecy said he would kill or be killed by a Voldemort. Not Voldemorts.
How could, he face the Order only to bring anguish and hopelessness to his friends. He felt hopelessness start to fill him inside, depair of it all taking over. How could he kill TWO Voldemorts? He wasn't even sure if before he could kill one..
He sadly sat on a smooth rock when he was finally within the depths of the forest. He was all alone, and the messager of despair for all the Wizarding World.
'It's hopeless' Harry thought.
He wanted to curl up and die rather then face them. Tell them they overpowered him before, he, their only hope. And that their was now A double of He-Who-Must-Be-Named. The wind howled, as boosebumps spread up his arm..
"Voldemort…"
He couldn't do it, he had to make a plan. He had to protect them, his friends, The Order, everyone. The Order couldn't help him this time, nor the wizarding world.
'No, The Order would make it worse. What good would come if he told them all their demise was coming quickly?'
'No, no, He would take charge this time. He knew where Voldemort was, he would have to attack him. It was time, he could risk taking the luxury of a break.' He decided as the dusk finally took over the dark, black, sparkling sky. 'If only it knew' He thought.
Suddenly, he heard a scraping sound as his foot met unintended friction with a rock.
"Scraaaaapppp"
The wind whipped his hair messy jet black hair on his face, as he looked down. A piece of ancient parchment stuck to his sneakers. He took it off only to find disgustingly it was stuck to a piece of blue gum.
"Ewwww"
He said as he took the parchement off,
'If only he could stop it all… Before the destruction starts' He wished to himself, as he opened up the piece of parchment.
He stared at it, disbelief written all over his face. As pellets of cold rain dripped on him from above, and the rain started.
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To Be Continued:
Authors Note: I am so sorry this chapter took so long! I didn't intend for it to be two weeks late! Anyways no excuses, I am sorry. I will try to do better with the next chappie. Anyways I hope you like this one!
Special Thanks To All My Reviews:
Crazy-lil-nae-nae: I am sorry it was confusing. Which parts where? Anyways thanks for reviewing. I hope this chapter was better since this one has a lot more descriptions.
Aqua-Diva: Thanks, and yes. I can not tell you which prophecy yet, I will leave it up to you to think about.
Jay-Jay: Thanks, I am glad you liked the French Prophecy.
Zek Majiri: Hehe, sorry about the titles. I know they are a little confusing.
LostGryffindor: Thanks for Reviewing! I hope you like this chapter as well!
Stella Delight: You are going to love the next couple chapters!
Sammy: Thanks, I think I just got confused and switched them up. I will go change it the next time I have a chance. By the way, it was suppose to be Krum who died. I didn't do part of that story in this fic. And was thinking about changing it to Cedrics dad. So that's why I probably messed up. Anyways I hope you keep reviewing!
Diani: When Mr. Krum found Harry he was just in a hallway. One of the many in Voldemort lair. Sorry if that was confusing.. Anyways I hope you like this chapter!
Star estrella: You will like this chapter then! Lol, keep reviewing!
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Note D'Auteurs : Bonjour, hmm que j'ai voulu changer mes notes et déni d'auteurs pour voir si n'importe qui ici vraiment parle français ou compris ce que j'ai dit en mon dernier chapitre avant que je l'aie traduit. Si vous , me dire dans une revue. Quoi qu'il en soit je suis rampant, tellement voici le huitième chapitre !
The Jagged Glass
' `
` '
`
'
It was like looking at a bat cave. The walls, stone, the ceiling too high to decipher. Hundreds of dark cloaked Death Eaters were there, some with their hoods up, like his.
Most of the Death Eaters had a out of place look in there eyes, a burning, a wanting to get out. Others held a knowledge, knowing what was gonna happen and then their was the ones who had anticipation to see their master. The ones who loved to torture, to watch others squirm. Their eyes were completely black, their faces smirking at the nervous, hoping for a show from Voldemort.
Harry lowered his hood farther down, hoping no one could see his face. He was fully aware of his scar on his forehead, his consciousness burned him about it, not satisfied with it's shield.
Mr.Krum looked at him, uncertainly for a second, then leaned over.
Putting his lips only a couple centimeters from his ears.
Harry eerily, could basically feel Mr. Krum's mouth moving.
"Try not to look like your hiding or scared, the ones who do, are the one Voldemort first chooses to torture."
Harry looked up at this, and quickly nodded in understanding. Taking in a deep breathe, knowing he would have to risk some exposure, to not be exposed.
He stood up straight in the black cloak, that oddly enough, fit him well. And looked straight at all the other Death Eaters around him, exposing his emerald eyes towards the dark room.
Most of them he didn't know, but their was one that he did, that was staring straight at him. He quickly ignored the notion to pull his hood farther down, and stared back at him with a icy cold glare, even he didn't know he had. He thought of all the hatred he had in Bellatrix, in the Death Eaters that had helped her kill. The pulse of pure anger went through him as he stared back at the Death Eater, making him shiver. Mr. Krum looked at him as though he was a stranger, but continued acting normal with him. His gaze continued to go over all the Death Eaters with that stare. He finally understood why the Death Eaters were so sadistic. Now he knew, it was because of all the betrayal in the end they saw, all the horrible truth that others recondite.
*Pop* ----------
*Pop*
An aww of terror and fear filled the Death Eaters faces as they stared at Two, of the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. One women Death Eater fainted at the sight as Voldemorts Death Eaters began to laugh, a demonic laugh as they watched. The original Voldemort smirked and said, letting his voice be heard to all his Death Eaters starting with a laugh.
"Death Eaters, Death Eaters, I would like you to meet the twin of me, my clone if you may. He will assist me in taking over the wizarding world. Making sure No Mudbloods survive, and that the Wizarding World is ares. He is to be treated with as you would me…"
The Other Voldemort laughed as he spun his wand around.
"CRUCIO"
He yelled at a Death Eater in shock at the clone. The chorus of Voldemorts laugh and his loyal Death Eaters rang cruelly through the room.
The second Voldemort started
"Dear Friends, I will be make sure hell is paid to all that cross us. I will admit even as strong and powerful as I am, I can be defeated. But we can not, from today on is a New Era, my Era!"
The room was silent no one dared move.
"Everyone!" Voldemort claimed "Meet Voltimore!!!"
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He knew there was two Voldemorts, but for some reason the expression on all there faces scared him, they were scared too when they found out. And that was a lot more horrible, that meant they really were in a lot of trouble.
Mr. Krum briskly walked, he had been like that ever since they left the halls. He was in a hurry, but who could blame him. His face was pale, with a twinge of green, his eyes watery. Harry quickly whispered
"Mr. Krum?" He stared at him for a second before he could put the words together.
"This is really bad…" He stared at him for a moment. Harry looked him over, all hope and happiness that was ever in his expression was gone. His eyes black like the sadistic Death Eater, but from fear. Mr. Krum continued.
"No talking, we need to get out as soon as possible. You are, are only hope." He quickly walked past Harry again, as he quickly picked up his own pace to keep up with Mr. Krum..
They said nothing as they went left and right through all the hallways finally finishing in a great door, in which Mr. Krum opened, his hands still shaking..
He opened the door to a forest of green bushes, trees, and growth everywhere. Rocks littered the ground, in a unpredictable fashion. The wind blew hard against his face, as he took a breathe of the forests wind. Mr. Krum quickly whispered to him, letting him barly have time to understand.
"Tell the Order ASAP Harry" He said, then left, as the door slammed shut. Leaving his options limited, he quickly started his hike. His hoping starting to recede when he realized he wasn't sure where to go. He wasn't sure how the Order or the Wizarding World would react. The Prophecy said he would kill or be killed by a Voldemort. Not Voldemorts.
How could, he face the Order only to bring anguish and hopelessness to his friends. He felt hopelessness start to fill him inside, depair of it all taking over. How could he kill TWO Voldemorts? He wasn't even sure if before he could kill one..
He sadly sat on a smooth rock when he was finally within the depths of the forest. He was all alone, and the messager of despair for all the Wizarding World.
'It's hopeless' Harry thought.
He wanted to curl up and die rather then face them. Tell them they overpowered him before, he, their only hope. And that their was now A double of He-Who-Must-Be-Named. The wind howled, as boosebumps spread up his arm..
"Voldemort…"
He couldn't do it, he had to make a plan. He had to protect them, his friends, The Order, everyone. The Order couldn't help him this time, nor the wizarding world.
'No, The Order would make it worse. What good would come if he told them all their demise was coming quickly?'
'No, no, He would take charge this time. He knew where Voldemort was, he would have to attack him. It was time, he could risk taking the luxury of a break.' He decided as the dusk finally took over the dark, black, sparkling sky. 'If only it knew' He thought.
Suddenly, he heard a scraping sound as his foot met unintended friction with a rock.
"Scraaaaapppp"
The wind whipped his hair messy jet black hair on his face, as he looked down. A piece of ancient parchment stuck to his sneakers. He took it off only to find disgustingly it was stuck to a piece of blue gum.
"Ewwww"
He said as he took the parchement off,
'If only he could stop it all… Before the destruction starts' He wished to himself, as he opened up the piece of parchment.
He stared at it, disbelief written all over his face. As pellets of cold rain dripped on him from above, and the rain started.
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To Be Continued:
Authors Note: I am so sorry this chapter took so long! I didn't intend for it to be two weeks late! Anyways no excuses, I am sorry. I will try to do better with the next chappie. Anyways I hope you like this one!
Special Thanks To All My Reviews:
Crazy-lil-nae-nae: I am sorry it was confusing. Which parts where? Anyways thanks for reviewing. I hope this chapter was better since this one has a lot more descriptions.
Aqua-Diva: Thanks, and yes. I can not tell you which prophecy yet, I will leave it up to you to think about.
Jay-Jay: Thanks, I am glad you liked the French Prophecy.
Zek Majiri: Hehe, sorry about the titles. I know they are a little confusing.
LostGryffindor: Thanks for Reviewing! I hope you like this chapter as well!
Stella Delight: You are going to love the next couple chapters!
Sammy: Thanks, I think I just got confused and switched them up. I will go change it the next time I have a chance. By the way, it was suppose to be Krum who died. I didn't do part of that story in this fic. And was thinking about changing it to Cedrics dad. So that's why I probably messed up. Anyways I hope you keep reviewing!
Diani: When Mr. Krum found Harry he was just in a hallway. One of the many in Voldemort lair. Sorry if that was confusing.. Anyways I hope you like this chapter!
Star estrella: You will like this chapter then! Lol, keep reviewing!
Want A New Chapter??? Review!!!
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