-- Red and Green Glass --
Author's Notes: People reviewed! They actually reviewed!! and there I was thinking the story was stupid!! :/ Anyway thanks to everyone one of you :) *hugs*
~**Just so you don't get confused the first half of this chapter is Harry's Dream**~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter!!! (If I did I would not be here!)
"Master, we could not find it" whispered a fully cloaked Death Eater timidly. It was obvious that whoever this person was, they did not want to be the messenger of this news. He stood silently waiting for a response from the powerful dark wizard that stood in front of him.
Voldermort stood staring into the dancing flames of a fire, his back was turned to the speaker, and it was almost as if he was paying little attention, or perhaps he had not heard.
"Master" The death eater dared to say only barely louder than the whisper he had used before.
"The one time I need a Snape," Voldermort muttered then turned sharply. The death eater reacted particularly badly to Voldermort's quick movement and fell backwards onto the ground.
"Get up" Voldermort growled darkly staring at his follower with unmasked disgust. "Did you find anything?"
"Only this master" The unnamed Death Eater said holding up a tattered old book, of course this book meant nothing to Voldermort who waited silently for his cloaked follower to explain. Unfortunately for the death eater all that followed was silence.
"WELL!" Voldermort shouted his voice echoing through the empty halls that connected to the room.
"Oh! Well--" The Death Eater started timidly "It's a book we found in Snape's Manor, it's only got a paragraph on the..." The man went silent as his master glared at him, "Oh, do... do you want me to read it to you?"
Voldermort looked absolutely disgusted at this comment but somehow restrained himself, a small evil smile tugged at his lips as he motioned for the Death Eater to go ahead.
"Ye- Yes Sir" He said carefully then opened the book carefully and started searching the pages. After dropping the book several times, the death eater found the page he was looking for and began to read.
"Green as emeralds, red as fire, the keepers of the staff change with time. With the power of the heart, dreams and more, a staff of power it will be known forever in lore. Though be not tempted, for it is the phoenix's choice whether that be bad or that be good. Lost it be and lost it will remain, until a child understands true pain. From lost to hidden, but whom would dare search for they will never find it until they understand the following verse..." The death eater stopped and stood turning the page and then turning it back, then over again. He swallowed as he realized what was wrong.
"WHAT VERSE!" Voldermort screamed.
"I-It-It's been ripped out, master" Said the death eater in barely more than a whisper.
"SNAPE!" Voldermort roared his red eye's blazing with unbelievable hate, "Tell everyone to search for this book, I want another copy in my hands by sunrise, otherwise *you* will suffer the consequences!! Do you understand!!!" He shouted his words echoing making the Death Eater jump about a foot into the air.
"Ye.. Yes Sir!" The death eater cried before running out of the room, tripping over his robes numerous times as he did so.
Voldermort turned back to the fire a snarl on his face...
"Then I woke up" Harry said shrugging, he looked around awkwardly in the silences as the three men pondered the words that they had just heard. Can I go back to bed now he thought silently, it was becoming a struggle to stay awake now, especially with the lack of sleep he'd been experiencing lately,
"I always wondered why the old wizards talked in riddles" Sirius muttered breaking the silence,
"Severus, does that make an sense to you?" Dumbledore asked
"Little, I remember the book, but I never read it" Snape paused. He shook his head "He could be talking about any one of the Snapes." He said.
There's more than two! Harry's mind cried in utter disgust.
"They couldn't be talking about the staff of flames" Sirius said slowly as if he wished he was not saying it. Harry yawned and swayed on his feet. So tired then he looked up, The staff of what? Damn I just missed something important didn't I!? he thought then began concentrating on staying awake.
Dumbledore looked at Sirius gravely, "Lets hope not". The tone of his voice made Harry shudder, I did miss something important he thought silently
"The staff of what??" Harry asked quietly, trying not to let another yawn escape as he said it. Whatever it is, it must be powerful and really dangerous he thought, Voldermort, and a really powerful object is never a good mix
"The Staff of Flames" Dumbledore said and Harry just looked at him blankly. Oh yes and now I understand completely he thought sarcastically. Harry sighed. "What's the Staff of Flames?" He asked,
"Truly I don't know," Dumbldore said slowly. What!?! Did he just say he doesn't know?!? That cannot be a good thing, its never good to have Voldermort know something about powerful objects that Dumbledore doesn't Harry thought then shook his head bringing himself back to the headmasters explanation.
"I've only ever heard of it in legend and even then the tale is old and has changed many times since it was first created, but if I remember correctly wasn't that the staff that the four founders created,"
Sirius nodded "That's the story I was told, and didn't the Salazar threaten the other three with it during the last battle."
Severus nodded in agreement, "But the staff disappeared mid-battle and was never seen again" He said his lip curled, "It would not wise to let Voldermort get his hands on such an item, if it does exist."
No sh-t sherlock Harry thought sarcastically, turning to look out at the rain, had it not been so cloudy he would of sworn he could see the sun rising in the distance, but as it was it was hard to tell. Sleep His mind cried and he found himself falling back into Sirius in a matter of seconds after the thought.
"Tired Harry?" Sirius asked kindly. Harry yawned in reply letting his eyes close as he leant into his godfathers strong form. Sirius smiled softly, "Perhaps its time you went back to bed" Sirius said but Harry was already asleep.
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Author's Notes: People reviewed! They actually reviewed!! and there I was thinking the story was stupid!! :/ Anyway thanks to everyone one of you :) *hugs*
~**Just so you don't get confused the first half of this chapter is Harry's Dream**~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter!!! (If I did I would not be here!)
"Master, we could not find it" whispered a fully cloaked Death Eater timidly. It was obvious that whoever this person was, they did not want to be the messenger of this news. He stood silently waiting for a response from the powerful dark wizard that stood in front of him.
Voldermort stood staring into the dancing flames of a fire, his back was turned to the speaker, and it was almost as if he was paying little attention, or perhaps he had not heard.
"Master" The death eater dared to say only barely louder than the whisper he had used before.
"The one time I need a Snape," Voldermort muttered then turned sharply. The death eater reacted particularly badly to Voldermort's quick movement and fell backwards onto the ground.
"Get up" Voldermort growled darkly staring at his follower with unmasked disgust. "Did you find anything?"
"Only this master" The unnamed Death Eater said holding up a tattered old book, of course this book meant nothing to Voldermort who waited silently for his cloaked follower to explain. Unfortunately for the death eater all that followed was silence.
"WELL!" Voldermort shouted his voice echoing through the empty halls that connected to the room.
"Oh! Well--" The Death Eater started timidly "It's a book we found in Snape's Manor, it's only got a paragraph on the..." The man went silent as his master glared at him, "Oh, do... do you want me to read it to you?"
Voldermort looked absolutely disgusted at this comment but somehow restrained himself, a small evil smile tugged at his lips as he motioned for the Death Eater to go ahead.
"Ye- Yes Sir" He said carefully then opened the book carefully and started searching the pages. After dropping the book several times, the death eater found the page he was looking for and began to read.
"Green as emeralds, red as fire, the keepers of the staff change with time. With the power of the heart, dreams and more, a staff of power it will be known forever in lore. Though be not tempted, for it is the phoenix's choice whether that be bad or that be good. Lost it be and lost it will remain, until a child understands true pain. From lost to hidden, but whom would dare search for they will never find it until they understand the following verse..." The death eater stopped and stood turning the page and then turning it back, then over again. He swallowed as he realized what was wrong.
"WHAT VERSE!" Voldermort screamed.
"I-It-It's been ripped out, master" Said the death eater in barely more than a whisper.
"SNAPE!" Voldermort roared his red eye's blazing with unbelievable hate, "Tell everyone to search for this book, I want another copy in my hands by sunrise, otherwise *you* will suffer the consequences!! Do you understand!!!" He shouted his words echoing making the Death Eater jump about a foot into the air.
"Ye.. Yes Sir!" The death eater cried before running out of the room, tripping over his robes numerous times as he did so.
Voldermort turned back to the fire a snarl on his face...
"Then I woke up" Harry said shrugging, he looked around awkwardly in the silences as the three men pondered the words that they had just heard. Can I go back to bed now he thought silently, it was becoming a struggle to stay awake now, especially with the lack of sleep he'd been experiencing lately,
"I always wondered why the old wizards talked in riddles" Sirius muttered breaking the silence,
"Severus, does that make an sense to you?" Dumbledore asked
"Little, I remember the book, but I never read it" Snape paused. He shook his head "He could be talking about any one of the Snapes." He said.
There's more than two! Harry's mind cried in utter disgust.
"They couldn't be talking about the staff of flames" Sirius said slowly as if he wished he was not saying it. Harry yawned and swayed on his feet. So tired then he looked up, The staff of what? Damn I just missed something important didn't I!? he thought then began concentrating on staying awake.
Dumbledore looked at Sirius gravely, "Lets hope not". The tone of his voice made Harry shudder, I did miss something important he thought silently
"The staff of what??" Harry asked quietly, trying not to let another yawn escape as he said it. Whatever it is, it must be powerful and really dangerous he thought, Voldermort, and a really powerful object is never a good mix
"The Staff of Flames" Dumbledore said and Harry just looked at him blankly. Oh yes and now I understand completely he thought sarcastically. Harry sighed. "What's the Staff of Flames?" He asked,
"Truly I don't know," Dumbldore said slowly. What!?! Did he just say he doesn't know?!? That cannot be a good thing, its never good to have Voldermort know something about powerful objects that Dumbledore doesn't Harry thought then shook his head bringing himself back to the headmasters explanation.
"I've only ever heard of it in legend and even then the tale is old and has changed many times since it was first created, but if I remember correctly wasn't that the staff that the four founders created,"
Sirius nodded "That's the story I was told, and didn't the Salazar threaten the other three with it during the last battle."
Severus nodded in agreement, "But the staff disappeared mid-battle and was never seen again" He said his lip curled, "It would not wise to let Voldermort get his hands on such an item, if it does exist."
No sh-t sherlock Harry thought sarcastically, turning to look out at the rain, had it not been so cloudy he would of sworn he could see the sun rising in the distance, but as it was it was hard to tell. Sleep His mind cried and he found himself falling back into Sirius in a matter of seconds after the thought.
"Tired Harry?" Sirius asked kindly. Harry yawned in reply letting his eyes close as he leant into his godfathers strong form. Sirius smiled softly, "Perhaps its time you went back to bed" Sirius said but Harry was already asleep.
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