The Placebo Trilogy: Part One- A Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed
Chapter 3- Lovely Bunch of Coconuts- diddly diddly
We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
A dark sarcasm in the classroom,
Teacher, leave those kids alone.
-Pink Floyd
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Ginny decided she wouldn't be missed in class and went to the library to look up this Walker thing. She stood in the library:
"Where to start? Hmm... let's look under 'W'." So Ginny walked to the back of the cast library that would have been this author's dream.
"Wa, Wa," She muttered, until she got to the section. Then there it was. It was called Walkers: How to know. Under this read A Walker's guide to Necromancy. Intrigued, she opened it to the check out cover. The only name said "D. Malfoy".
So she took it.
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'Walkers are persons enabled to 'walk' from one plain of existence to another. From the physical world to what lays beyond it. Walkers help those who are stuck in this world to travel to the next. Either this action is forcefully or not.' Ginny was in bed with the curtains drawn that night. She stopped there. Hmm but how do you become one? She turned the page. Title page. Next was a note from the author. 'Congratulations' it read. 'Because you are reading this, it means you are a Walker. This book only appears to those who are Walkers. Read this book carefully for if you are not yet 14 you have not yet developed your skills at being a Walker.'
"Hmm," she thought. Ginny's birthday was in three days. "Guess I'll 'develop' then."
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Ginny walked down to breakfast and sat down next to the trio just as the owl post arrived. Surprisingly two owls landed in front of her. Ron turned startled.
"Oh Gin, didn't see you there. What have you gotten?"
"Birthday presents I expect," Ginny said meaningfully.
"Oh yeah its your birthday number..." He searched. "...13!" he said turning back to his friends not noticing his mistake.
Ginny rolled her eyes. It was her birthday and she'd enjoy it, too. Her packages were from her parents and Bill, her favorite brother. Her mum and dad had given her some pocket money and a new pair of jeans and a t- shirt (probably on clearance). Ginny still did her this-is-how-I-cope-with- my-family-eye-roll. She was quite happy wearing baggy 3rd had clothes from her brothers as opposed to the more fitted pairs her mum tried to get her to wear. Still it was a nice thought. Now on to the best (and last) present. She saved Bills present for last knowing his was the coolest. And it was, it was a necklace. It had a long chain that she could slip over her neck and pendant which touched her belly button. The pendant was relatively small. It looked like a cross with a look at the top. Very Egyptian. The note read:
Dear Ginny, Hope my present is better than every one else's this year ('Poor Bill,' she thought. She loved her brother but he was very disillusioned). It's something I picked up from one of the pyramids I cleaned. Don't worry its as clean as Percy's police record. Its called and ankh and the Egyptians used it was a symbol of eternal life. Hope you enjoy it!
Love,
Bill
Ginny smiled as she slipped the necklace over her head. She'd better not let Ron see it. He'd want to sell it.
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Later as she was in the hall she saw Harry and some other person she'd never seen before ambling down the hall with him. They weren't saying a thing and it looked as if Harry hadn't noticed her.
"Harry, who is that with you?" she asked.
The person looked alarmed.
"Hmm?" Harry glanced around. "I'm not walking with anyone." And he wasn't/
"That was strange," She said moving on. "Bye."
Then she remembered the book!
"Malfoy checked it out!" and she ran to lunch.
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Malfoy scanned the Great Hall, very bored. He had dropped Crabbe and Goyle last summer and dumped Pansy long before then. He was alone.
Draco's eyes met another's at the 'Forbidden Table'. Great it was the Weasley girl: Virginia. She was motioning with her eyes very pointedly. She wanted to talk to him outside. He sneered at her. Stupid girl. She obviously-
Was leaving...
After a few minuets he got up and put on a sneer... that quickly left as soon as he was in the entrance hall.
He saw a flash of blinding black light hit Ginny. Malfoy winced and touched his scar that followed a straight path horizontal to his eyebrow. The next second Ginny was down and he saw girls who remarkably resembled Pansy and her gang cackling as they ran off. Leaving him and an unconscious Ginny.
The world blinked out of color. Only black and white now. Things were only black and white. Draco took a step towards her as her shoulder exploded with color. Red. Crimson and auburn. Blood in her head mixed with her hair as nicks speckled her forehead. What was happening? 'Why am I freaking out?' Draco asked himself. 'You are a Malfoy.' But even then he conjured up a stretcher and brought the injured girl to Madam Pomphrey.
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Madam Pomphrey nearly passed out herself when she saw the two students, their roles reversed.
"How?" She asked inspecting the girl's body.
"Parkinson snuck up on her," Draco growled.
"Oh dear, please send for Professor Snape. I'm sure punishments are necessary."
Draco trotted down to the dungeons.
"Come in!" came the irritated voice of Professor Snape.
"Ah Malfoy, what do you want?" snapped the teacher, sending the 3rd years lower into their seats.
"Madam Pomphrey requests your presence due to an injury."
Snape turned to his class, "Class dismissed! Three feet on the merits, uses, and potions Gully root is used for," Snape glared. "Pack up!"
Once outside Snape inquired, "Who is it?"
"Ginny Weasley," Draco said coolly. "I found her being hexed by Parkinson and her gang. I didn't recognize the hex but she's pretty beaten up."
They arrived at the infirmary, Snape striding in.
"Yes, Professor," The nurse looked up from tending Ginny. "It seems she needs 'Skele-mend' but I haven't anymore. If you could please brew some more..."
Snape glared at the woman, "Draco can do it, he is capable, and he will brew it while I speak to Dumbledore about this." Snape cast his best evil eye at the two conscious people and strode off.
"Well...That man!" Pomphrey huffed with her hands on her hips. "The ingredients are in the supply cabinet." She pointed. "It should only take a few minuets. I'll see to as much of Miss Weasley's head as possible." The woman left a very annoyed-to-be-stuck-here-but-at-least-no-class Draco to it.
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Ginny awoke with a moan and sigh at the same time Draco finished the potion.
"Right Weasley your up." Draco turned to find her trying to sit up.
"No, bint!" He sapped. "You've got a broken arm and fractured the front bit of your head." Scooping up some potion he handed her a cup. Ginny eyed it suspiciously.
"It's Skele-mend, Pomphrey couldn't fix your head with a spell so we'll mend both arm and head together."
Ginny accepted this seeing that the nurse indeed was tending to another student across the way.
"So you gonna take it Weasel?"
Ginny glared as much as she could and Draco slid some of the foul potion down her throat. Ginny's eyes watered and she coughed.
"Yes it isn't very good it is?" Draco sneered before she drifted off again.
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Ginny awoke sometime later. Looking around she found no one was moving about the semi-lighted ward. Seeing her robes at the end of the bed, she lifted up to grab them but a flash of pain kept her down. She moaned. Her head hurt so much. Wiggling down a bit she grabbed her robes with her feet. Finding the Walker book with her good hand, she managed to slip it out. Then, awkwardly holding the book, she opened to the page she left off at:
"Some dead may not know they are in fact just that: dead. These need to be convinced they are before you try to get them into the Next Realm. Always remember it is easier to bring these types past the fourth gate willingly rather than forcing them.
Many dead feel they need to finish their businesses before leaving this Realm. Others may follow a person, stay in one house or place, or 'haunt' a person in attempts to help, hurt or see that justice is done. Most Walkers must first help these people as forcing one dead past the fourth gate may not keep them there.
The Gates
There are seven gates in all. A Walker must cross over to bring a dead to the Next Realm, The first three gates are the Lesser. They are simply where the dead go when they disappear from this existence. The 4th is the gate one must get the dead- or at least the normal, not as powerful dead- past to stay in the Next Realm. Depending on with dead you deal with may depend on with gate you bring them past. The last gate is reserved for the most evil and powerful of the dead and also the strongest. No Walker has survived this trek. The last trek made to the last gate was made by a Walker to bring Grimwald. The Walker was pronounced dead.
How to force the dead
To force the dead into the Next Realm, a Walker must trap the dead by using either the Sword of Griffindor or the Dagger of Slytherin. However, neither have been seen since the last Watcher almost a hundred years ago. This is due to being hidden by the last Walker. Many also say Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry knows these items' whereabouts. However-."
[BANG!] Ginny's head snapped up from the book. The bang had been caused by Hermione and Ron. They were carrying someone on the stretcher between them. Three guesses at to whom it was and the first two don't count.
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A/N- yes yes its not mine- the characters etc.- the concept of Walkers I took from the books Abhorsen (very good ones) the term Walker I kinda came up with and the whole sword thing but everything else I just wish for.... (1,766 words!!)
Yay Review time!! Its right there /
Chapter 3- Lovely Bunch of Coconuts- diddly diddly
We don't need no education.
We don't need no thought control.
A dark sarcasm in the classroom,
Teacher, leave those kids alone.
-Pink Floyd
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Ginny decided she wouldn't be missed in class and went to the library to look up this Walker thing. She stood in the library:
"Where to start? Hmm... let's look under 'W'." So Ginny walked to the back of the cast library that would have been this author's dream.
"Wa, Wa," She muttered, until she got to the section. Then there it was. It was called Walkers: How to know. Under this read A Walker's guide to Necromancy. Intrigued, she opened it to the check out cover. The only name said "D. Malfoy".
So she took it.
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'Walkers are persons enabled to 'walk' from one plain of existence to another. From the physical world to what lays beyond it. Walkers help those who are stuck in this world to travel to the next. Either this action is forcefully or not.' Ginny was in bed with the curtains drawn that night. She stopped there. Hmm but how do you become one? She turned the page. Title page. Next was a note from the author. 'Congratulations' it read. 'Because you are reading this, it means you are a Walker. This book only appears to those who are Walkers. Read this book carefully for if you are not yet 14 you have not yet developed your skills at being a Walker.'
"Hmm," she thought. Ginny's birthday was in three days. "Guess I'll 'develop' then."
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Ginny walked down to breakfast and sat down next to the trio just as the owl post arrived. Surprisingly two owls landed in front of her. Ron turned startled.
"Oh Gin, didn't see you there. What have you gotten?"
"Birthday presents I expect," Ginny said meaningfully.
"Oh yeah its your birthday number..." He searched. "...13!" he said turning back to his friends not noticing his mistake.
Ginny rolled her eyes. It was her birthday and she'd enjoy it, too. Her packages were from her parents and Bill, her favorite brother. Her mum and dad had given her some pocket money and a new pair of jeans and a t- shirt (probably on clearance). Ginny still did her this-is-how-I-cope-with- my-family-eye-roll. She was quite happy wearing baggy 3rd had clothes from her brothers as opposed to the more fitted pairs her mum tried to get her to wear. Still it was a nice thought. Now on to the best (and last) present. She saved Bills present for last knowing his was the coolest. And it was, it was a necklace. It had a long chain that she could slip over her neck and pendant which touched her belly button. The pendant was relatively small. It looked like a cross with a look at the top. Very Egyptian. The note read:
Dear Ginny, Hope my present is better than every one else's this year ('Poor Bill,' she thought. She loved her brother but he was very disillusioned). It's something I picked up from one of the pyramids I cleaned. Don't worry its as clean as Percy's police record. Its called and ankh and the Egyptians used it was a symbol of eternal life. Hope you enjoy it!
Love,
Bill
Ginny smiled as she slipped the necklace over her head. She'd better not let Ron see it. He'd want to sell it.
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Later as she was in the hall she saw Harry and some other person she'd never seen before ambling down the hall with him. They weren't saying a thing and it looked as if Harry hadn't noticed her.
"Harry, who is that with you?" she asked.
The person looked alarmed.
"Hmm?" Harry glanced around. "I'm not walking with anyone." And he wasn't/
"That was strange," She said moving on. "Bye."
Then she remembered the book!
"Malfoy checked it out!" and she ran to lunch.
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Malfoy scanned the Great Hall, very bored. He had dropped Crabbe and Goyle last summer and dumped Pansy long before then. He was alone.
Draco's eyes met another's at the 'Forbidden Table'. Great it was the Weasley girl: Virginia. She was motioning with her eyes very pointedly. She wanted to talk to him outside. He sneered at her. Stupid girl. She obviously-
Was leaving...
After a few minuets he got up and put on a sneer... that quickly left as soon as he was in the entrance hall.
He saw a flash of blinding black light hit Ginny. Malfoy winced and touched his scar that followed a straight path horizontal to his eyebrow. The next second Ginny was down and he saw girls who remarkably resembled Pansy and her gang cackling as they ran off. Leaving him and an unconscious Ginny.
The world blinked out of color. Only black and white now. Things were only black and white. Draco took a step towards her as her shoulder exploded with color. Red. Crimson and auburn. Blood in her head mixed with her hair as nicks speckled her forehead. What was happening? 'Why am I freaking out?' Draco asked himself. 'You are a Malfoy.' But even then he conjured up a stretcher and brought the injured girl to Madam Pomphrey.
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Madam Pomphrey nearly passed out herself when she saw the two students, their roles reversed.
"How?" She asked inspecting the girl's body.
"Parkinson snuck up on her," Draco growled.
"Oh dear, please send for Professor Snape. I'm sure punishments are necessary."
Draco trotted down to the dungeons.
"Come in!" came the irritated voice of Professor Snape.
"Ah Malfoy, what do you want?" snapped the teacher, sending the 3rd years lower into their seats.
"Madam Pomphrey requests your presence due to an injury."
Snape turned to his class, "Class dismissed! Three feet on the merits, uses, and potions Gully root is used for," Snape glared. "Pack up!"
Once outside Snape inquired, "Who is it?"
"Ginny Weasley," Draco said coolly. "I found her being hexed by Parkinson and her gang. I didn't recognize the hex but she's pretty beaten up."
They arrived at the infirmary, Snape striding in.
"Yes, Professor," The nurse looked up from tending Ginny. "It seems she needs 'Skele-mend' but I haven't anymore. If you could please brew some more..."
Snape glared at the woman, "Draco can do it, he is capable, and he will brew it while I speak to Dumbledore about this." Snape cast his best evil eye at the two conscious people and strode off.
"Well...That man!" Pomphrey huffed with her hands on her hips. "The ingredients are in the supply cabinet." She pointed. "It should only take a few minuets. I'll see to as much of Miss Weasley's head as possible." The woman left a very annoyed-to-be-stuck-here-but-at-least-no-class Draco to it.
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Ginny awoke with a moan and sigh at the same time Draco finished the potion.
"Right Weasley your up." Draco turned to find her trying to sit up.
"No, bint!" He sapped. "You've got a broken arm and fractured the front bit of your head." Scooping up some potion he handed her a cup. Ginny eyed it suspiciously.
"It's Skele-mend, Pomphrey couldn't fix your head with a spell so we'll mend both arm and head together."
Ginny accepted this seeing that the nurse indeed was tending to another student across the way.
"So you gonna take it Weasel?"
Ginny glared as much as she could and Draco slid some of the foul potion down her throat. Ginny's eyes watered and she coughed.
"Yes it isn't very good it is?" Draco sneered before she drifted off again.
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Ginny awoke sometime later. Looking around she found no one was moving about the semi-lighted ward. Seeing her robes at the end of the bed, she lifted up to grab them but a flash of pain kept her down. She moaned. Her head hurt so much. Wiggling down a bit she grabbed her robes with her feet. Finding the Walker book with her good hand, she managed to slip it out. Then, awkwardly holding the book, she opened to the page she left off at:
"Some dead may not know they are in fact just that: dead. These need to be convinced they are before you try to get them into the Next Realm. Always remember it is easier to bring these types past the fourth gate willingly rather than forcing them.
Many dead feel they need to finish their businesses before leaving this Realm. Others may follow a person, stay in one house or place, or 'haunt' a person in attempts to help, hurt or see that justice is done. Most Walkers must first help these people as forcing one dead past the fourth gate may not keep them there.
The Gates
There are seven gates in all. A Walker must cross over to bring a dead to the Next Realm, The first three gates are the Lesser. They are simply where the dead go when they disappear from this existence. The 4th is the gate one must get the dead- or at least the normal, not as powerful dead- past to stay in the Next Realm. Depending on with dead you deal with may depend on with gate you bring them past. The last gate is reserved for the most evil and powerful of the dead and also the strongest. No Walker has survived this trek. The last trek made to the last gate was made by a Walker to bring Grimwald. The Walker was pronounced dead.
How to force the dead
To force the dead into the Next Realm, a Walker must trap the dead by using either the Sword of Griffindor or the Dagger of Slytherin. However, neither have been seen since the last Watcher almost a hundred years ago. This is due to being hidden by the last Walker. Many also say Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry knows these items' whereabouts. However-."
[BANG!] Ginny's head snapped up from the book. The bang had been caused by Hermione and Ron. They were carrying someone on the stretcher between them. Three guesses at to whom it was and the first two don't count.
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A/N- yes yes its not mine- the characters etc.- the concept of Walkers I took from the books Abhorsen (very good ones) the term Walker I kinda came up with and the whole sword thing but everything else I just wish for.... (1,766 words!!)
Yay Review time!! Its right there /