Title: A Time Soaked with Blood
Author: Me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Notes: Thanks so much to Kira for all her help and for letting me use the name 'Lira'!! =D
I Love Sirius Black- Yeah I have an annoying little brother named Matt.. I have another little brother, Charlie.. But he's okay. Ha, I love them both though.
Ok.. Here are how you pronounce some of the words:
Lira– Lee-rah Fictra–Fic-truh Lyrsec–Leer-sick Lachles–Lack-uhls Ashon–Ash-uhn Taser–Tay-zur
-When time soaked with blood turns its back I know its hard to fall-
Chapter Four: I Will Remember You
I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night You gave me everything you had, you gave me light
Lira stumbled roughly back into the darkness of the forest. She could almost taste the fear with her tongue. She had seen one of them. One of the Outsiders. Her eyes blinked into the inviting darkness. It had been so bright out there. The sun hurt her eyes. How could Outsiders live like that? That one Outsider.. He was a warrior. At least from what she could see. But he was so afraid when he had seen her. She looked down at herself. Was she scary? No one could know that he'd seen her. Not father, not no one. She could tell Adrian though, he'd understand and he'd keep his mouth quiet. At least the young warrior Outsider would never know how to get in...
Lira's hands brushed vines past her face as she searched for Adrian.
"Adrian? Adrian, where are you being?" she called out for him. She stood to listen. She could hear nothing but a few Robins chirping and a lone arrow flying through the air. "Ffwip." she made the sound of the arrow with her mouth as she searched around the trees for Adrian.
"Lira?" came a whispered voice from behind a tree. Lira could see a shadow behind the tree.
"Who being you?" Lira said, standing her ground.
"Lira, 'tis me, Adrian!" the shadowy figure said, reaching out a pale hand. Lira smiled and took the hand. Adrian pulled her behind the tree. She looked at him. He had dusty hair that was grey, almost black. His eyes were like hers, all black. He was also pale, and he wore brown pants and a black tuck-in shirt. But since he was a warrior, he hand ink on his arm. Ink shaped like dragons. A tattoo. Lira had never seen the dragons, but she had heard stories of them. They lived in far-away lands. "Lira must be being silent." Adrian said, putting one finger up to Lira's mouth. Lira nodded. She usually had to be quiet around Adrian. But that didn't bother her. He was handsome. Oh, bad thoughts! Mother and Father and no one could know about Adrian. He wasn't like her. Her wings rustled behind her. She looked at the curves of his back. Muscled from hard work, but wingless.
Lira was a Fictra, one of the tribes of the forest. They had wings so that they could travel away from the forest at night, unnoticed. They were the travelers, that saw the world so they could tell the other tribes all about it and write books. They were the smart tribe. Adrian was a Lyrsec. They were one of the two wingless tribes in the forest. They were the protectors. They kept warning of Outsiders, like the one Lira had just seen, and of big animals. Like unicorns or spiders. Very dangerous animals. The third tribe was the Lachles. They were the hunters, fishers, and farmers. They got the food that the tribes needed to survive. And then there was the Outsiders. They lived away from the forest with their noisy objects of wonder. Flying on brooms and using magical sticks that the Fictra had learned were called 'wands.' There were two types of Outsiders. Those who used magic, and those who didn't..
Suddenly, Adrian pulled on Lira hard and pushed her up against the tree.
"Be silentest as ever." Adrian said. Lira strained her ears to try and hear what was the matter with Adrian. She saw him slip an arrow out of his bag silently and swiftly.
"What is this problems?" Lira asked, in a very low whisper so that Adrian had to lean in to hear her words.
"Isak and thems." Adrian said, into her ear. Lira had to stop herself from crying out. Isak and his gang. They were horrible. They were Lachles hunters. Warriors, the four of them. Isak, Damien, Ashon, and Taser. They were always out to get everyone else. They liked to kill, anything and everything.
"What ye be doin' here?" a voice said from behind Adrian. Lira peered out to see who it was. Frankie! Oh no, not now! It would ruin everything! Worry lines grew on the sides of Lira's eyes. She looked at Frankie, a warning sense lingering around her features. Frankie was a Lachles farmer. He had spiky black hair and thick eyebrows over his black eyes. He wore grey, faded and loose clothes.
"I hear sometin'! 'Round over heres!" Ashon's voice was heard not ten feet away from them. With his free hand, Adrian reached out and grabbed Frankie's shirt, pulling him towards them.
"Silent!" Adrian hissed.
"Yeah, sometin's over 'ere for sure!" Ashon's voice sounded excited. Four tall, buff boys came from behind the tree and looked at them. The one in front was Isak. He had dark brown, curly hair and was wearing his uniform.
"What's ye got 'ere, Adrian?" Isak said. The other three were also wearing uniforms. Damien and Taser both with shaved heads and Ashon with short brown hair.
"Ye gots us a young maid and.. A warrior? Well 'e don't look much likes a warrior, 'e's just a maid!" Ashon said, laughing. Lira hated that laugh. So thick with evil..
"Stand aside!" Adrian yelled, stepping away from Lira. The four laughed.
"And jus' what ye goin' to go 'round doin' 'bout it?" Damien said. Taser and Ashon pulled out arrows and set them in their bows. Adrian backed up a little, leaves crunching under his feet.
"Us shoulda done this a long times ago." Isak said. He nodded his head and Taser let an arrow fly at Adrian.
"No!" Lira screamed.
"Runs!" Frankie yelled, "Runs!" He grabbed Lira by the arm and ran as fast as he could, almost dragging Lira long with him. They exited the forest and stopped. Lira dropped to her knees in a fit of tears. Frankie blinked in the sudden daylight.
"Thems won't be comin' out 'ere. We safe.. For now." Frankie said. Lira sniffled and nodded, but Frankie didn't notice.
"Who... who ye be?" Frankie said, breathing in quick rasps. A young warrior stood there. He was an outsider. He had bright hair and silvery blue eyes.
"I'm.. Draco.. Draco Malfoy."
Author: Me!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Notes: Thanks so much to Kira for all her help and for letting me use the name 'Lira'!! =D
I Love Sirius Black- Yeah I have an annoying little brother named Matt.. I have another little brother, Charlie.. But he's okay. Ha, I love them both though.
Ok.. Here are how you pronounce some of the words:
Lira– Lee-rah Fictra–Fic-truh Lyrsec–Leer-sick Lachles–Lack-uhls Ashon–Ash-uhn Taser–Tay-zur
-When time soaked with blood turns its back I know its hard to fall-
Chapter Four: I Will Remember You
I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night You gave me everything you had, you gave me light
Lira stumbled roughly back into the darkness of the forest. She could almost taste the fear with her tongue. She had seen one of them. One of the Outsiders. Her eyes blinked into the inviting darkness. It had been so bright out there. The sun hurt her eyes. How could Outsiders live like that? That one Outsider.. He was a warrior. At least from what she could see. But he was so afraid when he had seen her. She looked down at herself. Was she scary? No one could know that he'd seen her. Not father, not no one. She could tell Adrian though, he'd understand and he'd keep his mouth quiet. At least the young warrior Outsider would never know how to get in...
Lira's hands brushed vines past her face as she searched for Adrian.
"Adrian? Adrian, where are you being?" she called out for him. She stood to listen. She could hear nothing but a few Robins chirping and a lone arrow flying through the air. "Ffwip." she made the sound of the arrow with her mouth as she searched around the trees for Adrian.
"Lira?" came a whispered voice from behind a tree. Lira could see a shadow behind the tree.
"Who being you?" Lira said, standing her ground.
"Lira, 'tis me, Adrian!" the shadowy figure said, reaching out a pale hand. Lira smiled and took the hand. Adrian pulled her behind the tree. She looked at him. He had dusty hair that was grey, almost black. His eyes were like hers, all black. He was also pale, and he wore brown pants and a black tuck-in shirt. But since he was a warrior, he hand ink on his arm. Ink shaped like dragons. A tattoo. Lira had never seen the dragons, but she had heard stories of them. They lived in far-away lands. "Lira must be being silent." Adrian said, putting one finger up to Lira's mouth. Lira nodded. She usually had to be quiet around Adrian. But that didn't bother her. He was handsome. Oh, bad thoughts! Mother and Father and no one could know about Adrian. He wasn't like her. Her wings rustled behind her. She looked at the curves of his back. Muscled from hard work, but wingless.
Lira was a Fictra, one of the tribes of the forest. They had wings so that they could travel away from the forest at night, unnoticed. They were the travelers, that saw the world so they could tell the other tribes all about it and write books. They were the smart tribe. Adrian was a Lyrsec. They were one of the two wingless tribes in the forest. They were the protectors. They kept warning of Outsiders, like the one Lira had just seen, and of big animals. Like unicorns or spiders. Very dangerous animals. The third tribe was the Lachles. They were the hunters, fishers, and farmers. They got the food that the tribes needed to survive. And then there was the Outsiders. They lived away from the forest with their noisy objects of wonder. Flying on brooms and using magical sticks that the Fictra had learned were called 'wands.' There were two types of Outsiders. Those who used magic, and those who didn't..
Suddenly, Adrian pulled on Lira hard and pushed her up against the tree.
"Be silentest as ever." Adrian said. Lira strained her ears to try and hear what was the matter with Adrian. She saw him slip an arrow out of his bag silently and swiftly.
"What is this problems?" Lira asked, in a very low whisper so that Adrian had to lean in to hear her words.
"Isak and thems." Adrian said, into her ear. Lira had to stop herself from crying out. Isak and his gang. They were horrible. They were Lachles hunters. Warriors, the four of them. Isak, Damien, Ashon, and Taser. They were always out to get everyone else. They liked to kill, anything and everything.
"What ye be doin' here?" a voice said from behind Adrian. Lira peered out to see who it was. Frankie! Oh no, not now! It would ruin everything! Worry lines grew on the sides of Lira's eyes. She looked at Frankie, a warning sense lingering around her features. Frankie was a Lachles farmer. He had spiky black hair and thick eyebrows over his black eyes. He wore grey, faded and loose clothes.
"I hear sometin'! 'Round over heres!" Ashon's voice was heard not ten feet away from them. With his free hand, Adrian reached out and grabbed Frankie's shirt, pulling him towards them.
"Silent!" Adrian hissed.
"Yeah, sometin's over 'ere for sure!" Ashon's voice sounded excited. Four tall, buff boys came from behind the tree and looked at them. The one in front was Isak. He had dark brown, curly hair and was wearing his uniform.
"What's ye got 'ere, Adrian?" Isak said. The other three were also wearing uniforms. Damien and Taser both with shaved heads and Ashon with short brown hair.
"Ye gots us a young maid and.. A warrior? Well 'e don't look much likes a warrior, 'e's just a maid!" Ashon said, laughing. Lira hated that laugh. So thick with evil..
"Stand aside!" Adrian yelled, stepping away from Lira. The four laughed.
"And jus' what ye goin' to go 'round doin' 'bout it?" Damien said. Taser and Ashon pulled out arrows and set them in their bows. Adrian backed up a little, leaves crunching under his feet.
"Us shoulda done this a long times ago." Isak said. He nodded his head and Taser let an arrow fly at Adrian.
"No!" Lira screamed.
"Runs!" Frankie yelled, "Runs!" He grabbed Lira by the arm and ran as fast as he could, almost dragging Lira long with him. They exited the forest and stopped. Lira dropped to her knees in a fit of tears. Frankie blinked in the sudden daylight.
"Thems won't be comin' out 'ere. We safe.. For now." Frankie said. Lira sniffled and nodded, but Frankie didn't notice.
"Who... who ye be?" Frankie said, breathing in quick rasps. A young warrior stood there. He was an outsider. He had bright hair and silvery blue eyes.
"I'm.. Draco.. Draco Malfoy."