A/N: Haha look I made it really quick! LOL Now thanks to...
Kaylyn: Haha you'll know where they are in this chapter. And what is happening? Oh dear you have to wait a while to get the whole idea~~~~ lol
Ann: Oh yea I'll try to be straight-forward. This story, as is planned, might be long and kind of complicated, but I'll make it clear in just a couple of chaps. :D
Anyway here's the 2nd chapter...oh and by the way, mind the title Treason, it might prove useful...( Oh and I forgot to tell you guys, it is top SPOILER!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter â ¡ Memories
Last time: There was no answer, and, with the help of the Wizard Gameboy, Draco's temper was rising dangerously fast. "WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!"
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ "Where are my parents?!" There was a sharp laug in the dark, and green flashes nearly blind his eyes... "Where are they???????!!!!!!!!!" The laugh became so sharp that it turned into a blind scream. AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(well I delete all those HHHs...) Harry's eyes snapped open. He could still feel himself screaming from within. Gasping, he covered his forehead with a cold, trembling hand. It was so much pain, he sighed.
Harry sighed as he tried to pick up his glasses.
#I left it somewhere on the floor last night... ...# He thought, still blindly searching for his glasses.
It was a weird dream, even for The-Boy-Who-Lived, Harry secretly sneered at the idea. But after all, it still had something to do with Lord Voldemort. Harry suddenly sat straight on his bed, apparently giving up the blind search. His deep green eyes flickered a bit as he remembered Sirius's death. After all, the last relative and the only one Harry had actually spoken to was gone forever. Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all his own fault....
This heartbreaking line of thoughts was now a routine for this Potter boy. And for the thousandth time in this summer, it went back to haunt this fragile teenager. His jet-black hair was forever messy, thanks to his father, and his cheek was dangerously pale, but Harry didn't mind. His green eyes were no longer bright, but covered in a strange hollowness, staring into the depth of his brain.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all my own fault.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all my own fault.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it w...
This, again, was followed by a sharp laugh, cutting off Harry's miserable thoughts. His scar hurt again, but not as bad as the last time...in his dream...
Harry narrowed his eyes and dropped back into reality. He lay back onto his bed, trying hard to recall his nightmare.
#It might be useful to Dumbledor after all#
Harry closed his eyes slowly and flashbacks began to flow into his mind. This wasn't a bad try, since almost every time he tried to recall some weird dreams, the memory seemed to be blocked.
Harry stood at a dark wooden door, looking inside......
#What did I see? What???# He urged.
It was totally dark......but in the center of the room, there's still something blocking every single light...even the shadows, so that Harry could still roughly see the outline...It was a man sitting in an armchair......or......is it just this sensitive boy's imagination? He can't really see a thing inside the room after all...
But gradually, Harry began to realize a faint sound moving towards him from behind...He turned sharply and gasped. In front of him was a silver-grey serpent with Green twinkling here and there. A candle hung in the air just in front of it, emitting a bone-chilling light...
~*~*~ Harry twisted uneasily in his bed, a bit nervous of what might happen...he had a nasty feeling that it was surprisingly similar to what he dreamt in the fourth year...and the old man he dreamt of was later found... ... ... dead. But he kept his eyes shut. ~*~*~
Harry cried out in fright, but the snake seemed to be taking no notice. Smoothly and elegantly, it made its way to the man in the armchair, for now thanks to the candle, Harry can clearly see Voldemort sitting comfortably in the chair. But there was someone else. Two "someone"s...
Voldemort bent down for a while, deep in talk with the serpent. After an unbearably long time, he turned towards one of the "someone" with shining blond hair Harry found strangely familiar and laughed.
"So... ... ...
"Harry! Harry wake up! I can't imagine even you can sleep the clock round!"
"What???!!!" Harry suddenly sat up as if hit by electricity. "What??? Have I slept that long?!" Harry stared into the blank wall for a while before realizing the two Weasley twins looking at him.
"You made us jump, Harry." George said.
Harry quickly turned and his deep thoughts were totally wiped away as he smiled to the two red-haired.
"Wow! George! Fred! What are you two doing here?" Harry asked, but failed to conceal his laugh.
"Look our little bro doesn't even remember our names." Fred said sadly. "Harry, I'm Gred, remember?"
Harry laughed. It was just so good to see his friends again in this whole nasty boring summer. "So." As Harry finally controlled his laugh, he asked "What on earth do you guys come here for? It's sure not my birthday again?"
"No no no bro," George shook his head importantly. "you better get up now. It was the Order."
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
Draco sank into the sofa, now completely bored. He, Draco Malfoy, had been ignored in the past 30 minutes, and it would be a long time before he recovered from this unpleasant experience.
~*~*~Flashback~~~ ~!@#$%^&*()_+_)(*&^%$#@!~
"Are you Draco Malfoy?" a head poped up in the fireplace.
"Yea..." Draco raised an eyebrow.
"This is the Malfoy Manor then?"
Draco sneered at this unnecessary question. The man seemed to take this as a Yes.
"It's Aug. 31st, Mr. Malfoy."
"I'm aware of it, thank you." Draco said coldly.
"You will be taken to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tomorrow morning at 8:30. And before that, you would been staying in my Manor.---by order of Mr. Lucious Malfoy."
"How's he?" Draco asked suddenly.
"I beg you pardon, Mr. Malfoy?"
"How's my father?"
"He's fine... and Mrs. Malfoy's fine too. We're all glad that Mr. Malfoy got out of Azkab..."
"I knew that!" Draco snapped. "But where are they? Why they have to keep disappearing all the time?"
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have any further questions? If not, then I think it's time for you to have your things packed and I'll meet you in 25 minutes." With a pop, he disappeared. ~*~*~End Flashback~~~
The boringness went on as Draco began feeling dizzy...
The flames in front of him became a reddish shadow and the wall began to move, dancing around the young and depressed Malfoy.
#Where's Silvan? #
#She wasn't there since this morning...#
#Well you should take more care of your snake, Draco. You might've lost her!#
#No I can't have...#
#She was a beautiful snake, right? With all that green stars tw... #
#Yea...I'm sleepy. Talk to ya later? #
#I'm sleepy too. But as the most intelligent part of you, I suggest you take a look at this...#
#No!#
The aged clock stroke twelve, and Draco's head tilted to rest on his shoulder.
END CHAPTER TWO
A/N: Well? How do you like it? It's an early update. I meant to post this one a bit later, but I changed my mind and thought I'd tell you guys something before I let the real plot out( So as you can see, it's not an eventful chapter, but there're many things hidden between lines. And I'm making those hints real apparent. So if you still don't what's happening... ... ... *Kick!!!!!!!!* ....you're out...: P LOL Keep reviewing! I luv u guys!!!!!!!! And I don't mind flames and stuff, so just shoot. : )
Kaylyn: Haha you'll know where they are in this chapter. And what is happening? Oh dear you have to wait a while to get the whole idea~~~~ lol
Ann: Oh yea I'll try to be straight-forward. This story, as is planned, might be long and kind of complicated, but I'll make it clear in just a couple of chaps. :D
Anyway here's the 2nd chapter...oh and by the way, mind the title Treason, it might prove useful...( Oh and I forgot to tell you guys, it is top SPOILER!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter â ¡ Memories
Last time: There was no answer, and, with the help of the Wizard Gameboy, Draco's temper was rising dangerously fast. "WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!"
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ "Where are my parents?!" There was a sharp laug in the dark, and green flashes nearly blind his eyes... "Where are they???????!!!!!!!!!" The laugh became so sharp that it turned into a blind scream. AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(well I delete all those HHHs...) Harry's eyes snapped open. He could still feel himself screaming from within. Gasping, he covered his forehead with a cold, trembling hand. It was so much pain, he sighed.
Harry sighed as he tried to pick up his glasses.
#I left it somewhere on the floor last night... ...# He thought, still blindly searching for his glasses.
It was a weird dream, even for The-Boy-Who-Lived, Harry secretly sneered at the idea. But after all, it still had something to do with Lord Voldemort. Harry suddenly sat straight on his bed, apparently giving up the blind search. His deep green eyes flickered a bit as he remembered Sirius's death. After all, the last relative and the only one Harry had actually spoken to was gone forever. Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all his own fault....
This heartbreaking line of thoughts was now a routine for this Potter boy. And for the thousandth time in this summer, it went back to haunt this fragile teenager. His jet-black hair was forever messy, thanks to his father, and his cheek was dangerously pale, but Harry didn't mind. His green eyes were no longer bright, but covered in a strange hollowness, staring into the depth of his brain.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all my own fault.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it was all my own fault.... Beyond reach. Never ever seen again. And it w...
This, again, was followed by a sharp laugh, cutting off Harry's miserable thoughts. His scar hurt again, but not as bad as the last time...in his dream...
Harry narrowed his eyes and dropped back into reality. He lay back onto his bed, trying hard to recall his nightmare.
#It might be useful to Dumbledor after all#
Harry closed his eyes slowly and flashbacks began to flow into his mind. This wasn't a bad try, since almost every time he tried to recall some weird dreams, the memory seemed to be blocked.
Harry stood at a dark wooden door, looking inside......
#What did I see? What???# He urged.
It was totally dark......but in the center of the room, there's still something blocking every single light...even the shadows, so that Harry could still roughly see the outline...It was a man sitting in an armchair......or......is it just this sensitive boy's imagination? He can't really see a thing inside the room after all...
But gradually, Harry began to realize a faint sound moving towards him from behind...He turned sharply and gasped. In front of him was a silver-grey serpent with Green twinkling here and there. A candle hung in the air just in front of it, emitting a bone-chilling light...
~*~*~ Harry twisted uneasily in his bed, a bit nervous of what might happen...he had a nasty feeling that it was surprisingly similar to what he dreamt in the fourth year...and the old man he dreamt of was later found... ... ... dead. But he kept his eyes shut. ~*~*~
Harry cried out in fright, but the snake seemed to be taking no notice. Smoothly and elegantly, it made its way to the man in the armchair, for now thanks to the candle, Harry can clearly see Voldemort sitting comfortably in the chair. But there was someone else. Two "someone"s...
Voldemort bent down for a while, deep in talk with the serpent. After an unbearably long time, he turned towards one of the "someone" with shining blond hair Harry found strangely familiar and laughed.
"So... ... ...
"Harry! Harry wake up! I can't imagine even you can sleep the clock round!"
"What???!!!" Harry suddenly sat up as if hit by electricity. "What??? Have I slept that long?!" Harry stared into the blank wall for a while before realizing the two Weasley twins looking at him.
"You made us jump, Harry." George said.
Harry quickly turned and his deep thoughts were totally wiped away as he smiled to the two red-haired.
"Wow! George! Fred! What are you two doing here?" Harry asked, but failed to conceal his laugh.
"Look our little bro doesn't even remember our names." Fred said sadly. "Harry, I'm Gred, remember?"
Harry laughed. It was just so good to see his friends again in this whole nasty boring summer. "So." As Harry finally controlled his laugh, he asked "What on earth do you guys come here for? It's sure not my birthday again?"
"No no no bro," George shook his head importantly. "you better get up now. It was the Order."
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
Draco sank into the sofa, now completely bored. He, Draco Malfoy, had been ignored in the past 30 minutes, and it would be a long time before he recovered from this unpleasant experience.
~*~*~Flashback~~~ ~!@#$%^&*()_+_)(*&^%$#@!~
"Are you Draco Malfoy?" a head poped up in the fireplace.
"Yea..." Draco raised an eyebrow.
"This is the Malfoy Manor then?"
Draco sneered at this unnecessary question. The man seemed to take this as a Yes.
"It's Aug. 31st, Mr. Malfoy."
"I'm aware of it, thank you." Draco said coldly.
"You will be taken to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tomorrow morning at 8:30. And before that, you would been staying in my Manor.---by order of Mr. Lucious Malfoy."
"How's he?" Draco asked suddenly.
"I beg you pardon, Mr. Malfoy?"
"How's my father?"
"He's fine... and Mrs. Malfoy's fine too. We're all glad that Mr. Malfoy got out of Azkab..."
"I knew that!" Draco snapped. "But where are they? Why they have to keep disappearing all the time?"
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have any further questions? If not, then I think it's time for you to have your things packed and I'll meet you in 25 minutes." With a pop, he disappeared. ~*~*~End Flashback~~~
The boringness went on as Draco began feeling dizzy...
The flames in front of him became a reddish shadow and the wall began to move, dancing around the young and depressed Malfoy.
#Where's Silvan? #
#She wasn't there since this morning...#
#Well you should take more care of your snake, Draco. You might've lost her!#
#No I can't have...#
#She was a beautiful snake, right? With all that green stars tw... #
#Yea...I'm sleepy. Talk to ya later? #
#I'm sleepy too. But as the most intelligent part of you, I suggest you take a look at this...#
#No!#
The aged clock stroke twelve, and Draco's head tilted to rest on his shoulder.
END CHAPTER TWO
A/N: Well? How do you like it? It's an early update. I meant to post this one a bit later, but I changed my mind and thought I'd tell you guys something before I let the real plot out( So as you can see, it's not an eventful chapter, but there're many things hidden between lines. And I'm making those hints real apparent. So if you still don't what's happening... ... ... *Kick!!!!!!!!* ....you're out...: P LOL Keep reviewing! I luv u guys!!!!!!!! And I don't mind flames and stuff, so just shoot. : )