Chapter 13: Flaming Glory
As she rushed the field, there was the sound of a shoot and it hit her fully in the back of the head. The last thing she saw was the ground coming closer and closer and hitting it with a hallow thump.
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Chloe awoke and gazed around the room silently. When, she looked at her own bed Chloe saw that she wasn't alone. Harry was sleeping, with his chest rising and falling softly as his head was cushioned on their interlocked hands. She gently sat up and started flicking his hair with her thumb. She messed with Harry's hair till his bangs went to one side and revealed his scar. With soft eyes she looked upon the scar she had read in some many books. She careful bought her free hand's pointer-finger to it and traced it murmuring, "The boy who lived." Delicately she bent down and kissed the thin scar, which had made this boy famous. Lovingly she smoothed his hair back down in it's original place.
She looked up at the hospital wing, it was dark it smelled heavily of oxide and molded pumpkin juice. She sniffed the air trying to remember what her old school had smelled like, "Burnt Feathers and wild flowers." She smiled as she could remember Dana and herself, sitting in their reserved beds at her old school's Hospital Wing. Chloe remembered when Buteo lineatus would lose a feather, on a trip from their mom's to their beds. So for fun they would burn it for fun. (Actually the burning part wasn't the fun thing. I t was more fun when the Head Nurse Mrs. Neva would come in and worry that Chloe had burst into flames again. But, OPPS back to the story) Then, Chloe thought of the wild flowers and of Médor and Guy. Médor and Guy would pick them and send them up to their Hospital window on doves with sweet messages tied to their legs. Chloe, your spirit sets my heart aflame. ~Médor and Dana, your skin is fair as the moon and as cold as the bitter winter frost. ~Guy Harry's head began to slip off their hands and onto the colorless sheets. His dark messy hair reminded her of Médor's. Harry's green eyes though brighter then Médor's but still the same color genre, but Médor's spirit couldn't hold a candle to Harry's. Heavily she laid herself back down, scratching the insides of her memory. Regaining memories of Blanc Etroile, the halls hade with white marble, frozen over to add an extreme glossy look that shimmered in the moonlight. The beautiful fountain in the courtyard that would splash joyously in the warm summer nights and then, frozen as if caught in a picture in the winter, that Dana and herself spent their nights throwing in pennies and Canadian coins wishing they weren't what they were years ago when they were just babes. She felt alone, in the big dark room with Harry's soft warm breath puffing on her skin. Now matter how hard she tried Hermione, Harry, and Ron. Could never replace Dana, Médor, or Guy. But, she could try, the burning soul inside her tore at her heart. Dana was her best friend, Médor was her boyfriend, and Guy is her comic relief guy. Chloe slipped off to sleep thinking of the fantastic adventures she had once had.
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"Potter OUT!" Snape yelled at Harry and Chloe bounced out of her skin almost landing on the floor.
"Don't you yell at him!" Chloe recovered herself as Harry started to stand.
"No, I have as much right as you do to be here!" Harry said sitting his skinny butt back into the chair.
"You are not family, you are a stupid little boy that doesn't know what he is getting himself into." Snape shouted as his fist started to shake.
"What do you think you are?" Harry spat, "Your nothing but a horrible teacher that put her here. She could have been killed by that army of evil little things."
"You know nothing about it Potter, that army would have killed her either way. I protected her unlike you. Who ran away with his tail between his legs!" Snape snapped and then smugly stated, "You are not family Potter so don't use it as part of your defense."
"You horrible, you hexed this poor girl and then you send her closest friend away from her in her hour of need."
"I'm her uncle Potter, I think I know a little more about her situation then you do." Snape grinned as Harry looked from Snape to Chloe to Snape again, "And if you do not leave this room in the next five seconds I will see it that you are thrown out of this fine establishment and sent back to your muggle uncle and aunt." Snape laughed in his head as he saw that he had made the great Harry Potter squirm, Snape knew he didn't have the power to throw Harry out but Harry didn't. So, Harry got up and went to the door looking at his feet. Snape couldn't resist hurting him more at his low point, "Potter!" Harry turned around happy that he might have a chance at staying.
"Yes, Professor." Harry thought it would be appropriate to be polite to use Professor if it could keep him here.
"I'll call you back if she is in need," Snape's grin went to a smile, "For an a emergence snog!" Harry was furious but he thought his future was at stake so he exited the room, leaving Chloe and her Uncle all alone.
Chloe glared up at her Uncle's greasy face, "Where is my father's sword?" She steamed, "I summoned it in my moment of glory and you used a spell or hexed on your niece! Taking my sword, pride, and glory."
"You weren't listening to me," Snape glowered down at her in her bed, "I told you to go to the castle with the other students and you disobeyed me!"
Chloe's eyes and hair began to turn red, "You took me from my home, my mother, and my friends to protect me from an Unseen Danger!"
"You're half of a strong elemental being, a fire one at that! You're a sure target to be recruited by The Dark Lord. And as you saw he is creating an Army!" Snape yelled right into her face.
Chloe flamed, really her hair burst into flames of red, yellow, and orange. Her body became iridescent. She was converted into a fire; in the flames you could see the out line of a girl. "I am a strong elemental and I could handle Voldemort, if an uncle of mine would stop controlling my every move." Came an angry voice from inside the fire body, "I am a mighty being, daughter of a high Fire elemental, and no mere mortal will overpower me."
"You are half-mortal yourself, Chloe, and I see it in you. You will start taking your medicine under my supervision, your mother," Snape paused to let his words sting Chloe threw the flames, into her heart, "your mother asked me to look after you when she sent you here, that is what I am DOING!" The body's, inside the fire, eyes swelled and as one fell after another the fire flicked away and Chloe was left seating there crying. She gazed up at her uncle's face and she stared deep into his cold eyes, "My father's sword, where is it?"
"Your room, medicine will be taken in the morning at eight and eight at night." Snape choked, "There's a Hogsmeade trip, the Sunday after Halloween. F you are good I'll let you go." Chloe nodded as she fell off her bed and ran for her bedroom. ***Wow.okay.please tell me if this story is getting annoying. I have put most of two hours into typing this out. A thanksgiving well spent??? Well, anyway I know Kelsey will be HAPPY! TTFN! R&R!***
As she rushed the field, there was the sound of a shoot and it hit her fully in the back of the head. The last thing she saw was the ground coming closer and closer and hitting it with a hallow thump.
------*---------*---------*--------*---------*--------*---------*---------*- --------*---------*-----
Chloe awoke and gazed around the room silently. When, she looked at her own bed Chloe saw that she wasn't alone. Harry was sleeping, with his chest rising and falling softly as his head was cushioned on their interlocked hands. She gently sat up and started flicking his hair with her thumb. She messed with Harry's hair till his bangs went to one side and revealed his scar. With soft eyes she looked upon the scar she had read in some many books. She careful bought her free hand's pointer-finger to it and traced it murmuring, "The boy who lived." Delicately she bent down and kissed the thin scar, which had made this boy famous. Lovingly she smoothed his hair back down in it's original place.
She looked up at the hospital wing, it was dark it smelled heavily of oxide and molded pumpkin juice. She sniffed the air trying to remember what her old school had smelled like, "Burnt Feathers and wild flowers." She smiled as she could remember Dana and herself, sitting in their reserved beds at her old school's Hospital Wing. Chloe remembered when Buteo lineatus would lose a feather, on a trip from their mom's to their beds. So for fun they would burn it for fun. (Actually the burning part wasn't the fun thing. I t was more fun when the Head Nurse Mrs. Neva would come in and worry that Chloe had burst into flames again. But, OPPS back to the story) Then, Chloe thought of the wild flowers and of Médor and Guy. Médor and Guy would pick them and send them up to their Hospital window on doves with sweet messages tied to their legs. Chloe, your spirit sets my heart aflame. ~Médor and Dana, your skin is fair as the moon and as cold as the bitter winter frost. ~Guy Harry's head began to slip off their hands and onto the colorless sheets. His dark messy hair reminded her of Médor's. Harry's green eyes though brighter then Médor's but still the same color genre, but Médor's spirit couldn't hold a candle to Harry's. Heavily she laid herself back down, scratching the insides of her memory. Regaining memories of Blanc Etroile, the halls hade with white marble, frozen over to add an extreme glossy look that shimmered in the moonlight. The beautiful fountain in the courtyard that would splash joyously in the warm summer nights and then, frozen as if caught in a picture in the winter, that Dana and herself spent their nights throwing in pennies and Canadian coins wishing they weren't what they were years ago when they were just babes. She felt alone, in the big dark room with Harry's soft warm breath puffing on her skin. Now matter how hard she tried Hermione, Harry, and Ron. Could never replace Dana, Médor, or Guy. But, she could try, the burning soul inside her tore at her heart. Dana was her best friend, Médor was her boyfriend, and Guy is her comic relief guy. Chloe slipped off to sleep thinking of the fantastic adventures she had once had.
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"Potter OUT!" Snape yelled at Harry and Chloe bounced out of her skin almost landing on the floor.
"Don't you yell at him!" Chloe recovered herself as Harry started to stand.
"No, I have as much right as you do to be here!" Harry said sitting his skinny butt back into the chair.
"You are not family, you are a stupid little boy that doesn't know what he is getting himself into." Snape shouted as his fist started to shake.
"What do you think you are?" Harry spat, "Your nothing but a horrible teacher that put her here. She could have been killed by that army of evil little things."
"You know nothing about it Potter, that army would have killed her either way. I protected her unlike you. Who ran away with his tail between his legs!" Snape snapped and then smugly stated, "You are not family Potter so don't use it as part of your defense."
"You horrible, you hexed this poor girl and then you send her closest friend away from her in her hour of need."
"I'm her uncle Potter, I think I know a little more about her situation then you do." Snape grinned as Harry looked from Snape to Chloe to Snape again, "And if you do not leave this room in the next five seconds I will see it that you are thrown out of this fine establishment and sent back to your muggle uncle and aunt." Snape laughed in his head as he saw that he had made the great Harry Potter squirm, Snape knew he didn't have the power to throw Harry out but Harry didn't. So, Harry got up and went to the door looking at his feet. Snape couldn't resist hurting him more at his low point, "Potter!" Harry turned around happy that he might have a chance at staying.
"Yes, Professor." Harry thought it would be appropriate to be polite to use Professor if it could keep him here.
"I'll call you back if she is in need," Snape's grin went to a smile, "For an a emergence snog!" Harry was furious but he thought his future was at stake so he exited the room, leaving Chloe and her Uncle all alone.
Chloe glared up at her Uncle's greasy face, "Where is my father's sword?" She steamed, "I summoned it in my moment of glory and you used a spell or hexed on your niece! Taking my sword, pride, and glory."
"You weren't listening to me," Snape glowered down at her in her bed, "I told you to go to the castle with the other students and you disobeyed me!"
Chloe's eyes and hair began to turn red, "You took me from my home, my mother, and my friends to protect me from an Unseen Danger!"
"You're half of a strong elemental being, a fire one at that! You're a sure target to be recruited by The Dark Lord. And as you saw he is creating an Army!" Snape yelled right into her face.
Chloe flamed, really her hair burst into flames of red, yellow, and orange. Her body became iridescent. She was converted into a fire; in the flames you could see the out line of a girl. "I am a strong elemental and I could handle Voldemort, if an uncle of mine would stop controlling my every move." Came an angry voice from inside the fire body, "I am a mighty being, daughter of a high Fire elemental, and no mere mortal will overpower me."
"You are half-mortal yourself, Chloe, and I see it in you. You will start taking your medicine under my supervision, your mother," Snape paused to let his words sting Chloe threw the flames, into her heart, "your mother asked me to look after you when she sent you here, that is what I am DOING!" The body's, inside the fire, eyes swelled and as one fell after another the fire flicked away and Chloe was left seating there crying. She gazed up at her uncle's face and she stared deep into his cold eyes, "My father's sword, where is it?"
"Your room, medicine will be taken in the morning at eight and eight at night." Snape choked, "There's a Hogsmeade trip, the Sunday after Halloween. F you are good I'll let you go." Chloe nodded as she fell off her bed and ran for her bedroom. ***Wow.okay.please tell me if this story is getting annoying. I have put most of two hours into typing this out. A thanksgiving well spent??? Well, anyway I know Kelsey will be HAPPY! TTFN! R&R!***