Cold Fire
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry!
Note: If I confuse you, please, be patient. All will be clear soon. And I did squishy. I usually don't. Oh well, there's a first time for everything.
Chapter 15
-The Sword-
The sky darkened with the feeling of doom. Clouds gathered in large spots to enshadow large cities, towns, schools. Lightning crashed through the sky scaring the little creatures. A storm was coming. Not a natural storm, but a storm of evil. Kokariya was going to make her appearance at Hogwarts. Soon.
******
Green smoke filled the room. Sirius twitched as he cleared it away. His students from Hufflepuff were proving to be less than brilliant. Sure, there was an occasional bright one, but they were rare. They were having trouble with the match and needle.
"I'm sorry, Professor Black." said Marie Wigglesworth. In the first year class, it was easy to see that Hilary Adams was the smartest. She had already succeeded in turning her match into a needle. She had a flair for this.
"It's alright, Marie. We'll fix this. See? No problem!" He said as he fanned the green smoke out of the window.
"Professor Black, you're needed." A small person said from the doorway. He had arrived at Hogwarts three days ago. Sirius excused himself and stepped into the hallway.
"What is it Harry?" He asked, looking down.
"Look out a window. Trouble's coming. Oh, and have you heard the name Jill Wagner before?"
"Hm, sounds familiar. Why?"
"It's been driving me crazy. I can't place where I heard that name before."
"Eh, I wouldn't worry about it if I was you."
"Yes. Oh, er, if you see a few students wearing tye-dye green and blue robes, don't worry. It was only Draco."
"Alright." Harry waved as he headed back down the hall. Sirius stepped back into the class to find more green smoke.
"Oh, boy." He opened the window again and looked out of it. Harry was right, it was an unnatural sky. The work of evil. He shook the thought off and fanned the smoke out again.
***************
Harry sat at the teachers table with the rest of his family, with the exception of Alisa, Alexander and Kris. They were with the other students. Alex and a handful of students had tye-dye robes courtesy of Draco. Alex had turned Draco's hair green one day, which turns out was actually tye-dyed, so Draco decided to seek revenge. Other thoughts raced through his mind. Why were the clouds there? Who killed Ron? Wad Ron really dead? His heart seriously doubted the note he had received. Ron was stronger than that. He couldn't go down that easily, could he?
Harry looked up. Was it just him or was there a very large, giant cat walking into, correction, onto the Great Hall. A few of the students looked up as well, shrugged, and went back to their dinner. The cats tail swooshed and cleared the Ravenclaw table of all the students, only the Grey Lady was undisturbed.
*************
Round and round. Kokariya used her magic to spin Ron.
"Hopefully you'll get dizzy enough where you'll join my side."
"I-"
"think-"
"I'm-"
"going-" Ron said word for word as he sped past Kokariya.
"to be sick." he finished when she stopped him.
"Are you going to join me now?"
"Um, let me think."
"Yes?"
"No."
"Damn. No problem, I'll find a way to beat this boy." Ron blinked as he stomped out. He shook his head, this woman had to be nuts.
_____
Giant cats at dinner were not a normal, everyday occurance. The student body and the staff were startled and a handful were sent to the hospital wing.
"I though all this nonsense was over with."
"Honey, you know that it will never go away. It follows you."
"If you knew this, they why did you propose?"
"Harry, listen. I love you. That's all there is to it. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, despite all of the strange happenings."
"Draco, you're so sweet."
"Yeah, I know. It's my only flaw."
"Not true, you snore."
"I do? I didn't know that."
"Of course not." Harry leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. (I like quick pecks... shut up!)
"We're late for McGonagall's meeting, Drac."
"You're right." Harry grabbed his wand off of a small deak. They left their room and headed towards the headmistresses office.
~~~~~~~~~
"We've locked the cat away after a simple shrinking spell. We believe that it was a plot of You-Know-Who." McGonagall sighed.
"It can't be Voldie."
"Voldie?"
"Yes, Voldie. A giant cat does not seem to be his style. You should know that!"
"So you think we're dealing with another enemy?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Someone sly, cunning, dangerous, and ingenius."
~~~~~
"I have beaten you, Weasley!"
"Not just yet, Kokariya. Do you have a three?"
"Go Fish."
"Dang!"
~~~~~
"Do you think that it will take a lot of work to defeat him?"
"Professor Flitwick, I don't want to lie to you. It probably won't take a lot of work."
"Oh...Um.. Alright then."
"To save everyone a headache, I'll just take care of it myself. It should be easy." Harry left the office.
~~~~~
Back in his room, Harry took out a small black box. He tapped it with his wand and it slowly opened to reveal a silver sphere. He tapped the sphere with his wand and it extended. The sphere grew into a gleaming handle topped by the reflective silver sphere. From the handle a beautiful silve blade grew. A diamond ruby (as in a ruby the shape of a diamond) adorned the base of the blade. The entire sword began to glow a majestic royal blue. Hesitating, Harry contemplated the effect this sword would have on any living creature. Death. This blade was death to anyone without permission to use it.
The sword had been given to him by the first wizard. His name was unknown to the entire world, yet he had basically started the magical race. He had known all those years ago about each enemy any wizard would face and he was prepared. Those he judged as worthy he would give the sword to aid in their fight. It was a simple process by informing them of his choice through a dream.
The sword had had many guardians through the years and Harry was its newest. It was blessed with luck and power, and cursed with the same. Many people have gone insane with the power, so the first wizard decided that it would rest in one person's hands. It was up to Harry to guard the sword for the rest of his life and pass it on to himself when he was reincarnated. If that happened.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry!
Note: If I confuse you, please, be patient. All will be clear soon. And I did squishy. I usually don't. Oh well, there's a first time for everything.
Chapter 15
-The Sword-
The sky darkened with the feeling of doom. Clouds gathered in large spots to enshadow large cities, towns, schools. Lightning crashed through the sky scaring the little creatures. A storm was coming. Not a natural storm, but a storm of evil. Kokariya was going to make her appearance at Hogwarts. Soon.
******
Green smoke filled the room. Sirius twitched as he cleared it away. His students from Hufflepuff were proving to be less than brilliant. Sure, there was an occasional bright one, but they were rare. They were having trouble with the match and needle.
"I'm sorry, Professor Black." said Marie Wigglesworth. In the first year class, it was easy to see that Hilary Adams was the smartest. She had already succeeded in turning her match into a needle. She had a flair for this.
"It's alright, Marie. We'll fix this. See? No problem!" He said as he fanned the green smoke out of the window.
"Professor Black, you're needed." A small person said from the doorway. He had arrived at Hogwarts three days ago. Sirius excused himself and stepped into the hallway.
"What is it Harry?" He asked, looking down.
"Look out a window. Trouble's coming. Oh, and have you heard the name Jill Wagner before?"
"Hm, sounds familiar. Why?"
"It's been driving me crazy. I can't place where I heard that name before."
"Eh, I wouldn't worry about it if I was you."
"Yes. Oh, er, if you see a few students wearing tye-dye green and blue robes, don't worry. It was only Draco."
"Alright." Harry waved as he headed back down the hall. Sirius stepped back into the class to find more green smoke.
"Oh, boy." He opened the window again and looked out of it. Harry was right, it was an unnatural sky. The work of evil. He shook the thought off and fanned the smoke out again.
***************
Harry sat at the teachers table with the rest of his family, with the exception of Alisa, Alexander and Kris. They were with the other students. Alex and a handful of students had tye-dye robes courtesy of Draco. Alex had turned Draco's hair green one day, which turns out was actually tye-dyed, so Draco decided to seek revenge. Other thoughts raced through his mind. Why were the clouds there? Who killed Ron? Wad Ron really dead? His heart seriously doubted the note he had received. Ron was stronger than that. He couldn't go down that easily, could he?
Harry looked up. Was it just him or was there a very large, giant cat walking into, correction, onto the Great Hall. A few of the students looked up as well, shrugged, and went back to their dinner. The cats tail swooshed and cleared the Ravenclaw table of all the students, only the Grey Lady was undisturbed.
*************
Round and round. Kokariya used her magic to spin Ron.
"Hopefully you'll get dizzy enough where you'll join my side."
"I-"
"think-"
"I'm-"
"going-" Ron said word for word as he sped past Kokariya.
"to be sick." he finished when she stopped him.
"Are you going to join me now?"
"Um, let me think."
"Yes?"
"No."
"Damn. No problem, I'll find a way to beat this boy." Ron blinked as he stomped out. He shook his head, this woman had to be nuts.
_____
Giant cats at dinner were not a normal, everyday occurance. The student body and the staff were startled and a handful were sent to the hospital wing.
"I though all this nonsense was over with."
"Honey, you know that it will never go away. It follows you."
"If you knew this, they why did you propose?"
"Harry, listen. I love you. That's all there is to it. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, despite all of the strange happenings."
"Draco, you're so sweet."
"Yeah, I know. It's my only flaw."
"Not true, you snore."
"I do? I didn't know that."
"Of course not." Harry leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. (I like quick pecks... shut up!)
"We're late for McGonagall's meeting, Drac."
"You're right." Harry grabbed his wand off of a small deak. They left their room and headed towards the headmistresses office.
~~~~~~~~~
"We've locked the cat away after a simple shrinking spell. We believe that it was a plot of You-Know-Who." McGonagall sighed.
"It can't be Voldie."
"Voldie?"
"Yes, Voldie. A giant cat does not seem to be his style. You should know that!"
"So you think we're dealing with another enemy?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Someone sly, cunning, dangerous, and ingenius."
~~~~~
"I have beaten you, Weasley!"
"Not just yet, Kokariya. Do you have a three?"
"Go Fish."
"Dang!"
~~~~~
"Do you think that it will take a lot of work to defeat him?"
"Professor Flitwick, I don't want to lie to you. It probably won't take a lot of work."
"Oh...Um.. Alright then."
"To save everyone a headache, I'll just take care of it myself. It should be easy." Harry left the office.
~~~~~
Back in his room, Harry took out a small black box. He tapped it with his wand and it slowly opened to reveal a silver sphere. He tapped the sphere with his wand and it extended. The sphere grew into a gleaming handle topped by the reflective silver sphere. From the handle a beautiful silve blade grew. A diamond ruby (as in a ruby the shape of a diamond) adorned the base of the blade. The entire sword began to glow a majestic royal blue. Hesitating, Harry contemplated the effect this sword would have on any living creature. Death. This blade was death to anyone without permission to use it.
The sword had been given to him by the first wizard. His name was unknown to the entire world, yet he had basically started the magical race. He had known all those years ago about each enemy any wizard would face and he was prepared. Those he judged as worthy he would give the sword to aid in their fight. It was a simple process by informing them of his choice through a dream.
The sword had had many guardians through the years and Harry was its newest. It was blessed with luck and power, and cursed with the same. Many people have gone insane with the power, so the first wizard decided that it would rest in one person's hands. It was up to Harry to guard the sword for the rest of his life and pass it on to himself when he was reincarnated. If that happened.