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Chapter 4
Akvar was moving through the shadows. Oh, the wonderful shadows, always hiding him from unwanted looks. Even if he was in the astral plan, it was still good to know that they were around.
He went forwards and stepped through a wall, like a ghost. He got to a room where a few people were holding a meeting.
"Well, I guess we'll have to take care of them, won't we?" asked a blonde man.
"Yes, we will." Answered another one, a red head. "Harry, what's wrong?"
"There's something. somebody in the room" a black haired, unnaturally green eyed man answered.
"What do you mean?" asked the blonde.
Akvar's eyes widened and he quickly got out of there. So, the Lord of Light could feel him. And by the look in his eyes, he could almost see him, even with all the spells he had used. Darn. Not good. Not even he could deal with a Lord of Light. But could this particular one fight him while he was in the astral plan? He didn't know, but he didn't want to find out too soon.
He concentrated on M. and soon found himself in a very untidy room. He grinned. Oh, yes, this was M.'s room, with the computer in the corner and a couch in the middle.
He captured all this in a second, in the next finding the owner of the room, who was staring right at him, with a surprised, but not scared, look. He was about to say hello when he realized that he was still in the astral plan, although not having all those hiding spells on himself.
"Hello, Akvar, did your mother ever tell you to knock?"
"You can see me." He said in reply.
"Of course I can, you're in the whole room. Even my desk mate could feel you and maybe even see something weird. And she's totally non-receptive at these things."
"And you are receptive."
"My dear demon, it might surprise you, but I am. Not that much, but still."
"Too much of my power running freely, eh?"
"You've got that right."
Akvar summoned all his power back to him, trying to hold it back and hide it.
"O.K., now I can barely feel you. You should get yourself a body before my mom appears and asks me why I'm talking to thin air."
"And she won't ask you who I am, will she?!" he asked sarcastically.
"Excuse me?"
"And she won't ask you who I am?!" he repeated.
"Akvar, I'm not that good in seeing things from the other plans, so get here."
The demon sighed and quietly created a body.
"And she won't ask you who I am?!" he said for the third time.
"Oh, she probably will, but it's still better to tell her that you're a guy who I know from. Where do I know you from? Oh, yeees, a father of one of my friends who I just happen to know."
"That's lame. And why am I here?"
"Good point, Akvar, what are you doing here?
"What are we going to tell your mom?"
"Don't change the subject. So?"
Akvar groaned.
"Problems. That blasted Lord of Light Harry Potter can feel me."
"Well, that's not a surprise, is it? So can I" she sneered.
"No, I mean I was hidden very well at the time. And he knew where I was. He knew I was there. It's not good."
"Well, you didn't expect him to be some kind of a weak Muggle, did you?"
"No, but nearly nobody can feel me when I'm the way I was then. Of course, I can hide myself even better, but it takes time and energy."
"Wait, didn't you say you were there before? How come he hadn't felt you then?"
"He wasn't there. And neither was his second in command, a blonde."
"Draco Malfoy?"
"I don't know. I might know a lot of people, but not the whole Universe!" he replied, a bit pissed off. What did she expect, somebody who knew everybody around?
"O.K., O.K., no need to sound so upset. So, can he feel you too?"
"Nope, but he's too powerful and devious for my taste. Not that I couldn't deal with him, but." Akvar left the sentence hanging.
"But what?"
"But I don't like it."
"You do know the man's a Slytherin, right?"
"Aaah, that explains a lot" Akvar said and grinned.
"Yes, it does. So what was that brilliant idea you got?"
The man grinned.
"Oh, yes, my idea. Well, since I can move around as if I were home there."
"If Harry isn't around."
"Don't interrupt and I can watch out for him. So, since I can move around freely, I can also meddle with their plans."
"Duh! How brilliant" she sneered.
"Stop interrupting, or I'll put a full body bind charm on you. Of course, nobody will get hurt. In a very surprising way, I fought on the light side this war, so I don't want anybody to get hurt."
"You fought in the war? On the light side?"
"Yes, yes, now stop interrupting! I meant in the last war, but same thing. I scened my death when Voldemort fell. Now, the Order is out of problems, so we'll just give them a few things to solve."
"Riiiight. And they'll never know what struck them, unfortunately."
"Oh, yes, they will."
"What are we going to do, gather them in one point, jump out of nowhere and cry :'Surprise! We're the ones who sent you on wild goose chases!'?"
"Well, as funny as that would be, no."
"Then?"
"We'll cry 'Ha! Ha! We're the ones who sent you on wild goose chases!'"
"Ha, ha, I'm laughing to death. So, what do you have in mind?"
"You'll see what we'll do."
"Don't leave me hanging, Akvar."
"Why not? I love it!"
She glared murderously and he grinned.
"Oh, O.K. So, this is what we'll do."
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Harry Potter, the leader of the Red Dragons, a famous Order that helped fight against dark wizards, was currently sitting behind his desk and looking through his files. Well, another case was wrapped, the Death Eaters were back in Azkaban. Only the Dark Idiot was still a real threat. Oh, Harry knew he'd probably free his servants, but that wouldn't happen for a while.
Suddenly, the door to his office opened and his second in command, Draco Malfoy, entered the room.
"Hey, Harry! This letter's for you."
"Thanks" the unnaturally green eyed, 32 year-old man answered.
Draco threw him the letter and left. He caught it easily and opened it.
Dear Harry,
I seem to have a small problem in France. There are a few Death Eaters on my tale and I can't get rid of them. Please come to Chambery as soon as you can, I need your help. Please come to "L'hotel du Provence"
Athan
Harry reread the letter. Well, he'd have to check it out, didn't he? But what if it was a trap? Oh, he could take Draco with him. Yes, they'd both go to Chambery -somewhere in the Alps, if he remembered right- and see what it was all about. If it was a trap, they'd probably get out of the situation easily and go back home.
He sighed and started to pack his things, sending a telepathic message for Draco to get to his office as soon as possible.
After not even five minutes, the blonde man entered.
"What is it, Harry?"
"I think one of my friends has a problem in France and needs help. Will you come with me?"
"Sure, I'll just go pack and say good bye to Ginny."
Draco left. In the last years he had learned not to ask too many questions, since Harry always told him what he needed to know. Well, more or less, but asking questions was a waste of time, since the unnaturally green eyed man never answered.
Harry finished packing and left for the Apparition room. Draco came in about twenty minutes, looking sorry for something.
"She said she'll miss me. Did you tell everybody you're leaving?"
"Yes, I did. But I also told them I'd be back soon, thing which I hope will happen."
"So, where are we going?"
"In Chambery, a town in the Alps."
They both Apparated near the town and Harry lead for the hotel.
"My friend is Athan, a vampire" he told the blonde.
"A vampire? Why didn't you take Salazar with you?"
"He's on a mission."
"Oh, yeah, right, I forgot"
They got to the small hotel and entered the lobby. It was a typical hotel, with a receptionist working on some papers behind the tall desk and a few people walking around, talking about one thing or another. They went to the reception.
"Bon jour, nous voulons doux chambres" -Hello, we'd like two rooms- Harry said and the receptionist nodded.
When the paper work was finished, they both went to their rooms.
"And where's your friend?" asked Draco.
"I don't know, he said he'll meet me here" the green eyed man answered.
They were just about to enter their rooms when somebody cried:
"Harry, how wonderful to see you!"
Harry turned and saw, to his great surprise, his old Divination teacher, Sybill Trelawney.
"Have you come to my birthday party? Oh, I knew you would, I sent you an invitation ages ago!"
Birthday party?! Oh, Lord, nooo! The last thing he wanted to do was join the group of probably Divination obsessed friends. But, he didn't want to upset her. And he didn't want to seem to have no business there, so why not.
"Sure, I'll be there" he answered and saw Draco chuckling a few meters away. "And so will my friend, Draco Malfoy, do you know him?"
Draco glared at him murderously. Oh, great, he'd have to join a freak party!
"How splendid!!! Absolutely wonderful!!!"
Trelawney looked delighted and Harry was wondering what kind of revenge Draco was planning.
"My friends from France will be here. You know, I lived here for a while. You know, Harry, I was gazing into my crystal ball yesterday night and I saw this happening, but I wasn't sure of it. Sometimes, even us true Seers mistake the signs of future."
Oh, well, she hadn't predicted his death yet, that was good.
"But, my dear boy" she said and started sobbing, "I'm afraid that you might not live to get to the party. Oooh, I see the Grim around you."
Well, so much for the 'she hadn't predicted his death yet' part. Well, this was definitely encouraging, as always. Draco was trying to hide his laughter. Well, he still had to go to the freak party, but he wasn't the one who's death was predicted.
"When is the party again, Mrs. Trelawney?"
"Oh, in a week. Would you like to help me with preparations?"
"Sure" answered Harry and Draco started glaring again. They were waiting for a vampire to pop up and Harry was helping with preparations!!! This was going to last forever.
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Authors' Note: When two devious minds come together, the others should stay out of the way. *smirk*
Thanks to: the Red Dragons Order: Well, we're glad you like it. And it seems like the only one reading too, but that's life, isn't it?
Chapter 4
Akvar was moving through the shadows. Oh, the wonderful shadows, always hiding him from unwanted looks. Even if he was in the astral plan, it was still good to know that they were around.
He went forwards and stepped through a wall, like a ghost. He got to a room where a few people were holding a meeting.
"Well, I guess we'll have to take care of them, won't we?" asked a blonde man.
"Yes, we will." Answered another one, a red head. "Harry, what's wrong?"
"There's something. somebody in the room" a black haired, unnaturally green eyed man answered.
"What do you mean?" asked the blonde.
Akvar's eyes widened and he quickly got out of there. So, the Lord of Light could feel him. And by the look in his eyes, he could almost see him, even with all the spells he had used. Darn. Not good. Not even he could deal with a Lord of Light. But could this particular one fight him while he was in the astral plan? He didn't know, but he didn't want to find out too soon.
He concentrated on M. and soon found himself in a very untidy room. He grinned. Oh, yes, this was M.'s room, with the computer in the corner and a couch in the middle.
He captured all this in a second, in the next finding the owner of the room, who was staring right at him, with a surprised, but not scared, look. He was about to say hello when he realized that he was still in the astral plan, although not having all those hiding spells on himself.
"Hello, Akvar, did your mother ever tell you to knock?"
"You can see me." He said in reply.
"Of course I can, you're in the whole room. Even my desk mate could feel you and maybe even see something weird. And she's totally non-receptive at these things."
"And you are receptive."
"My dear demon, it might surprise you, but I am. Not that much, but still."
"Too much of my power running freely, eh?"
"You've got that right."
Akvar summoned all his power back to him, trying to hold it back and hide it.
"O.K., now I can barely feel you. You should get yourself a body before my mom appears and asks me why I'm talking to thin air."
"And she won't ask you who I am, will she?!" he asked sarcastically.
"Excuse me?"
"And she won't ask you who I am?!" he repeated.
"Akvar, I'm not that good in seeing things from the other plans, so get here."
The demon sighed and quietly created a body.
"And she won't ask you who I am?!" he said for the third time.
"Oh, she probably will, but it's still better to tell her that you're a guy who I know from. Where do I know you from? Oh, yeees, a father of one of my friends who I just happen to know."
"That's lame. And why am I here?"
"Good point, Akvar, what are you doing here?
"What are we going to tell your mom?"
"Don't change the subject. So?"
Akvar groaned.
"Problems. That blasted Lord of Light Harry Potter can feel me."
"Well, that's not a surprise, is it? So can I" she sneered.
"No, I mean I was hidden very well at the time. And he knew where I was. He knew I was there. It's not good."
"Well, you didn't expect him to be some kind of a weak Muggle, did you?"
"No, but nearly nobody can feel me when I'm the way I was then. Of course, I can hide myself even better, but it takes time and energy."
"Wait, didn't you say you were there before? How come he hadn't felt you then?"
"He wasn't there. And neither was his second in command, a blonde."
"Draco Malfoy?"
"I don't know. I might know a lot of people, but not the whole Universe!" he replied, a bit pissed off. What did she expect, somebody who knew everybody around?
"O.K., O.K., no need to sound so upset. So, can he feel you too?"
"Nope, but he's too powerful and devious for my taste. Not that I couldn't deal with him, but." Akvar left the sentence hanging.
"But what?"
"But I don't like it."
"You do know the man's a Slytherin, right?"
"Aaah, that explains a lot" Akvar said and grinned.
"Yes, it does. So what was that brilliant idea you got?"
The man grinned.
"Oh, yes, my idea. Well, since I can move around as if I were home there."
"If Harry isn't around."
"Don't interrupt and I can watch out for him. So, since I can move around freely, I can also meddle with their plans."
"Duh! How brilliant" she sneered.
"Stop interrupting, or I'll put a full body bind charm on you. Of course, nobody will get hurt. In a very surprising way, I fought on the light side this war, so I don't want anybody to get hurt."
"You fought in the war? On the light side?"
"Yes, yes, now stop interrupting! I meant in the last war, but same thing. I scened my death when Voldemort fell. Now, the Order is out of problems, so we'll just give them a few things to solve."
"Riiiight. And they'll never know what struck them, unfortunately."
"Oh, yes, they will."
"What are we going to do, gather them in one point, jump out of nowhere and cry :'Surprise! We're the ones who sent you on wild goose chases!'?"
"Well, as funny as that would be, no."
"Then?"
"We'll cry 'Ha! Ha! We're the ones who sent you on wild goose chases!'"
"Ha, ha, I'm laughing to death. So, what do you have in mind?"
"You'll see what we'll do."
"Don't leave me hanging, Akvar."
"Why not? I love it!"
She glared murderously and he grinned.
"Oh, O.K. So, this is what we'll do."
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Harry Potter, the leader of the Red Dragons, a famous Order that helped fight against dark wizards, was currently sitting behind his desk and looking through his files. Well, another case was wrapped, the Death Eaters were back in Azkaban. Only the Dark Idiot was still a real threat. Oh, Harry knew he'd probably free his servants, but that wouldn't happen for a while.
Suddenly, the door to his office opened and his second in command, Draco Malfoy, entered the room.
"Hey, Harry! This letter's for you."
"Thanks" the unnaturally green eyed, 32 year-old man answered.
Draco threw him the letter and left. He caught it easily and opened it.
Dear Harry,
I seem to have a small problem in France. There are a few Death Eaters on my tale and I can't get rid of them. Please come to Chambery as soon as you can, I need your help. Please come to "L'hotel du Provence"
Athan
Harry reread the letter. Well, he'd have to check it out, didn't he? But what if it was a trap? Oh, he could take Draco with him. Yes, they'd both go to Chambery -somewhere in the Alps, if he remembered right- and see what it was all about. If it was a trap, they'd probably get out of the situation easily and go back home.
He sighed and started to pack his things, sending a telepathic message for Draco to get to his office as soon as possible.
After not even five minutes, the blonde man entered.
"What is it, Harry?"
"I think one of my friends has a problem in France and needs help. Will you come with me?"
"Sure, I'll just go pack and say good bye to Ginny."
Draco left. In the last years he had learned not to ask too many questions, since Harry always told him what he needed to know. Well, more or less, but asking questions was a waste of time, since the unnaturally green eyed man never answered.
Harry finished packing and left for the Apparition room. Draco came in about twenty minutes, looking sorry for something.
"She said she'll miss me. Did you tell everybody you're leaving?"
"Yes, I did. But I also told them I'd be back soon, thing which I hope will happen."
"So, where are we going?"
"In Chambery, a town in the Alps."
They both Apparated near the town and Harry lead for the hotel.
"My friend is Athan, a vampire" he told the blonde.
"A vampire? Why didn't you take Salazar with you?"
"He's on a mission."
"Oh, yeah, right, I forgot"
They got to the small hotel and entered the lobby. It was a typical hotel, with a receptionist working on some papers behind the tall desk and a few people walking around, talking about one thing or another. They went to the reception.
"Bon jour, nous voulons doux chambres" -Hello, we'd like two rooms- Harry said and the receptionist nodded.
When the paper work was finished, they both went to their rooms.
"And where's your friend?" asked Draco.
"I don't know, he said he'll meet me here" the green eyed man answered.
They were just about to enter their rooms when somebody cried:
"Harry, how wonderful to see you!"
Harry turned and saw, to his great surprise, his old Divination teacher, Sybill Trelawney.
"Have you come to my birthday party? Oh, I knew you would, I sent you an invitation ages ago!"
Birthday party?! Oh, Lord, nooo! The last thing he wanted to do was join the group of probably Divination obsessed friends. But, he didn't want to upset her. And he didn't want to seem to have no business there, so why not.
"Sure, I'll be there" he answered and saw Draco chuckling a few meters away. "And so will my friend, Draco Malfoy, do you know him?"
Draco glared at him murderously. Oh, great, he'd have to join a freak party!
"How splendid!!! Absolutely wonderful!!!"
Trelawney looked delighted and Harry was wondering what kind of revenge Draco was planning.
"My friends from France will be here. You know, I lived here for a while. You know, Harry, I was gazing into my crystal ball yesterday night and I saw this happening, but I wasn't sure of it. Sometimes, even us true Seers mistake the signs of future."
Oh, well, she hadn't predicted his death yet, that was good.
"But, my dear boy" she said and started sobbing, "I'm afraid that you might not live to get to the party. Oooh, I see the Grim around you."
Well, so much for the 'she hadn't predicted his death yet' part. Well, this was definitely encouraging, as always. Draco was trying to hide his laughter. Well, he still had to go to the freak party, but he wasn't the one who's death was predicted.
"When is the party again, Mrs. Trelawney?"
"Oh, in a week. Would you like to help me with preparations?"
"Sure" answered Harry and Draco started glaring again. They were waiting for a vampire to pop up and Harry was helping with preparations!!! This was going to last forever.
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Authors' Note: When two devious minds come together, the others should stay out of the way. *smirk*
Thanks to: the Red Dragons Order: Well, we're glad you like it. And it seems like the only one reading too, but that's life, isn't it?