Title: A Time Soaked with Blood
Author: Randomly Various
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I do, however, own everyone else that you don't recognize. (Ex: Lira, Frankie, Adrian, Isak..etc..)
Notes: Working on a co-fic with Saturn's Candlesticks, you should read her fics. They're excellent. (Summer's Surprises is my favvie!) Oh, and I love the song, "Hakuna Matata" and it kinda (kinda) fits with this chapter. .
Saturn's Candlesticks–Well, if I keep it up here long enough, and it gets really good and something you want everyone to read, maybe she'll read it after she learns how to read. (Cha, right.)
I Love Sirius Black–Peculiar, that's me!
Ami-ImaTomLOVER–You'll get it.. And get well.
-When time soaked with blood turns its back, I know it's hard to fall-
Chapter Five: Hakuna Matata
Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata, ain't no passin' craze. It means no worries, for the rest of your days. It's our problem free philosophy, Hakuna Matata.
It was the girl–thing–from before. The one that had popped out of the forest when Draco was examining it. She was accompanied this time by another one of those.. Things. Except this one didn't have any wings and Draco would have thought it was a human if it wasn't for its eyes and its ears. Draco assumed it was a male. The one from before was crying, and they looked like they had been running from someone–or something.
"Thems won't be comin' out 'ere. We safe.. For now." the newcomer said. Then, he noticed Draco. Draco had been standing there the whole time, trying to make sure he wasn't going crazy. He had been thinking of excuses for what he saw. 'You're still dreaming..' 'The heat... it's gotta be the heat.' But there were no excuses for this. He was sure he was seeing this. Unless it was one of those dreams where you can feel and smell.. And sweat.
"Who.. Who ye be?" the newcomer asked. Draco stood there for a moment, still not sure if this was real. He wanted to reach out his hand to touch them, to make sure that they were real. Malfoy's don't imagine things. But in the back of his mind, he was pretty sure that this Malfoy was going nuts, and going fast.
"I'm..Draco... Draco Malfoy." he finally said. Smart move, just tell the things who you are. Now if they're dangerous and you manage to get away, the freaks will track you. Should've thought about that.
"Lira, he bein' one o' thems. The Outsiders, Lira." the thing said to the other thing. Outsiders? 'One o' thems'?
"And who are you?" Draco asked. It was more like, 'what are you?'. The new thing seemed to study Draco for a while, debating inwardly whether or not it was safe to be talking to Draco. Its eyes gazed over to Lira and sighed, as if it still wasn't sure it was a good idea to tell Draco, but was compelled to anyway.
"I bein' Frankie, a Lachles. This one bein' Lira, a Fictra." it said. Frankie and Lira, okay. But Lachles and Fictra? Now Draco was sure he was going crazy.
"What the bloody fuck is a Lachles and a Fictra?" he asked, his eyes disbelieving. Those two, Frankie and Lira, could be Death Eaters incognito, he thought. But there was only about a one percent chance of this, since Draco knew that no Death Eater in their right minds would disguise themselves like this.
"It needn't be a matter, outs-Draco." Frankie said. Draco presumed that Frankie was about to call him 'outsider' but had caught himself in the clutch.
"You guys are in a right state to be callin' me an Outsider." Draco said, crossing his arms across his chest. Lira was still crying. "And what's wrong with her?" Draco studied Frankie for a second and then noticed that he was hurt. His right ankle was torn open, strips of flesh hanging off at random and it was bleeding profusely. The 'Lachles' had grown a bad sweat, worse than Draco's, and was turning a nasty shade of green. This is the first time Draco realized that they were more scared of him than he was of them.
"Adrian.." Frankie whispered, as if it were a sacred word he shouldn't speak. Somewhat like 'Voldemort' to someone like that Finnigan kid.
"Who's Adrian?" Draco asked.
"We be tellin' you when hours grow nigh, but now.. Can you be helpin' of us?" Frankie asked. They probably meant a place to stay, something to eat, medicine for Frankie.. Draco was about to tell them to shove it up their ass and leave him alone, but then Lira looked up at him. He stared into her dark, dark eyes. They were almost scary, as black as coal yet shiny like a new born star. He wanted to looked away, but somehow he couldn't. He knew he had to help them, knew that even if he didn't want to, he had to.
"Yeah, come with me." Draco replied. Lira stood up, looking at Frankie as if she didn't know what to do. Frankie shrugged. They began to walk after Draco but Frankie slipped, holding so tightly onto Lira's shoulder that his knuckles were whiter than they were before.
"Frankie!" Lira cried, slipping her arm around him to support him, though she looked like she was having a tough time of it.
"He's hurt. When we get to the house I'll get him some medicine." Draco said.
"House?" Lira asked, Frankie groaned.
"Er.. Like.. A place where you live." Draco explained, walking to Grimmauld Place.
"Oh, a dwelling." Lira said. Draco shrugged. They reached Grimmauld Place and Draco started to open the door and then stopped, his hand still on the door knob. What would the others make of this? He supposed he couldn't tell them, not yet anyway. So he'd just have to sneak them up to his room and get them some food and some potion for Frankie. He looked back at the two, who were staring at the house in amazement.
"So.. Big.." Lira said. Frankie looked like he couldn't find the strength to talk, and he just stared.
"You should see Malfoy Manor." Draco said, opening to door. He looked around the corner making sure that no one was near to see them and he stepped inside, holding the door open for Lira and Frankie who were hesitant at first, but finally walked inside. He shut the door behind him. At first, he couldn't see very well. The darkness was strange to him compared to the blazing sunlight that was outside. When he could see properly, he began to climb the stairs. However, he heard no footsteps following him, so he stopped.
"Are you coming?" Draco asked. He turned back to Lira and Frankie, standing at the bottom of the stairs. They looked positively terrified at sight of the looming stairway. "It's okay, just come on." he said in a huff. He began climbing again and heard small footsteps following him. It was about time. Afraid of stairs? There were many other things to be afraid of in this world, and Draco knew they'd have to get used to it. They reached Draco's room with no further interruptions except a confusing glance at the House Elf heads. Draco agreed with them on that one, those heads were freaky.
"This be your dwelling?" Lira asked. Draco nodded.
"I guess. Not permanent. It's just my room for now." he said. Lira's eyebrows furrowed.
"Room?" she asked. Draco sighed and thought of how to explain it.
"Like a separate compartment in a dwelling." he said. Lira smiled and nodded. "I'll go get you two some food and I'll get him a potion. Do not, and I mean it, do not leave this room." Lira nodded and Frankie lifted a finger, too weak at this point to do anything else. He was growing very sick, and Draco knew it. Draco left the room, closing the door behind him and he jogged, almost ran, to the kitchen. If Frankie was to get medicine, Frankie was to get it fast. He went into the kitchen, and saw the other seated around eating lunch. Had he really been gone that long? It didn't seem like it to him, but possibly he had been in so much shock he just didn't realize it.
"Oh, you're back!" Mrs. Weasley said, smiling at him ear-to-ear. "Just in time for lunch. Why don't you join us?"
"I'm sure the boy is tired. After all, look how much he's sweating. It has to be scorching out there. I'll just go get him some food and send him to bed, how about I?" Lupin said all of this very quickly and then promptly stood up, grabbing Draco by the sleeve and shoving him into the kitchen, shutting the door behind them. The other merely stared at the closed door, not sure what to think.
"What was that for?" Draco said, rubbing his arm.
"Did you go?" Remus asked, his eyes huge and his chest rising and falling quickly.
"Go where?" Draco asked.
"The forest. Did you go?" Remus seemed to be hurried. Draco didn't know how to answer. Did Remus know about.. Those things?
"Not inside.. Do you know about.. About them?" Draco asked. He figured that if Remus didn't know, he would be okay and just ignore whatever else the man said. Remus's breath slowed and he stepped back to the kitchen table.
"Yes, I do." Remus said, his voice almost solemn.
"I saw two." Draco said, grabbing some food and a Pepper-Up Potion from the cabinet and leaving the kitchen, a bit to Remus's dismay. He walked back up to the room, ignoring the questioning looks of the others. He set the food down. First things first, the potion. He poured it down Frankie's throat. A steam blew out of Frankie's ears and his face returned it's natural color.
"Thank you." Frankie said.
"What happened anyway?" Draco asked. Why did they have to leave the forest? Why was Lira crying? And what in the hell happened to Frankie? So Lira explained how she had been looking for Adrian and then how Frankie had come and Isak and his gang had noticed them. Frankie told how Adrian had been killed, because Lira couldn't stand to say it, for fear that it would make it more real. Then Lira explained how they were in potential danger if they ever went back to the forest.
"On me ways out, musta runs into a Xezer Bush." Frankie said, pointing to his ankle. Draco nodded and since he could think of no other way to heal Frankie's ankle–he was no Madam Pomfrey–he picked up a shirt from the floor and tore a strip of fabric, tying it around his ankle. Frankie didn't even wince. "Thank you, outsider."
"Why do you keep calling me an Outsider?" Draco asked. Frankie explained about the forest tribes, and about how all this was so new to them. "Oh, right." Draco said, picking up a box of chocolate chip cookies and handing them to Lira. "Eat those." Lira opened the box and pulled a cookie out.
"What strange foods you be havin' here." Lira said, taking a bite of the cookie and swallowing. Her eyes suddenly became bugged-out. "Laced with sugar!" she squealed. "Sugar is so expensive, so rare in the forest. I do not believe.." she took another bite of the cookie.
"Don't have a fit." Draco said, taking a cookie for himself.
"Oh, I be not havin' any fits." Lira said. "What are those?" Draco shook his head.
"Forget it." he said, "Anyway, I can't keep you here forever, so you have to go back to the forest eventually."
"I have already had thoughts like these, Draco Malfoy." Frankie said, "And I know what we be doin'. We go to 'The Night Clearing' and you be comin' with us, Draco. You and somes other Outsiders in this here dwelling." Lira gasped at Frankie.
"The Night Clearing?" she said in awe. "But this is only fables, Frankie!"
"Says whom?" Frankie asked. Draco looked at him, his facial expression stating 'No way in hell.'
"I'm not coming with you!" Draco said, "Are you out of your mind!" Frankie shook his head.
"I'm in my minds, Draco. Now, what do you be callin' yourself? Not 'Outsider' but.."
"Person. I'm a person." Draco said.
"Okay, I be thinkin'. We need two more of your fellow persons." Frankie said.
"People. Two more people." Draco corrected.
"What?" Frankie said.
"Forget it. And who am I supposed to get to come with me?" Draco asked. Potter?! Bah.
"Just two." Frankie said. "Be gettin' of them now." He tapped Draco a little, motioning towards the door. Draco groaned but then caught sight of Lira's eyes again and left the room. He walked in the dining room. Lupin had found his way back into the room, from the kitchen. Lupin. He had met, or seen, these things before. It was perfect. But who else? Draco groaned. Harry. He knew it had to be Harry. Perfect Potter always had to be in it.
"Potter, Lupin! Oi!" Draco called. They all looked up. "I need you two for a second." He said. Harry exchanged a look with Ron as he stood up, with Lupin, and walked over to Draco. "Come to my room. I'll explain it all there." And with that, Draco walked back to Lira and Frankie.
Author: Randomly Various
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I do, however, own everyone else that you don't recognize. (Ex: Lira, Frankie, Adrian, Isak..etc..)
Notes: Working on a co-fic with Saturn's Candlesticks, you should read her fics. They're excellent. (Summer's Surprises is my favvie!) Oh, and I love the song, "Hakuna Matata" and it kinda (kinda) fits with this chapter. .
Saturn's Candlesticks–Well, if I keep it up here long enough, and it gets really good and something you want everyone to read, maybe she'll read it after she learns how to read. (Cha, right.)
I Love Sirius Black–Peculiar, that's me!
Ami-ImaTomLOVER–You'll get it.. And get well.
-When time soaked with blood turns its back, I know it's hard to fall-
Chapter Five: Hakuna Matata
Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata, ain't no passin' craze. It means no worries, for the rest of your days. It's our problem free philosophy, Hakuna Matata.
It was the girl–thing–from before. The one that had popped out of the forest when Draco was examining it. She was accompanied this time by another one of those.. Things. Except this one didn't have any wings and Draco would have thought it was a human if it wasn't for its eyes and its ears. Draco assumed it was a male. The one from before was crying, and they looked like they had been running from someone–or something.
"Thems won't be comin' out 'ere. We safe.. For now." the newcomer said. Then, he noticed Draco. Draco had been standing there the whole time, trying to make sure he wasn't going crazy. He had been thinking of excuses for what he saw. 'You're still dreaming..' 'The heat... it's gotta be the heat.' But there were no excuses for this. He was sure he was seeing this. Unless it was one of those dreams where you can feel and smell.. And sweat.
"Who.. Who ye be?" the newcomer asked. Draco stood there for a moment, still not sure if this was real. He wanted to reach out his hand to touch them, to make sure that they were real. Malfoy's don't imagine things. But in the back of his mind, he was pretty sure that this Malfoy was going nuts, and going fast.
"I'm..Draco... Draco Malfoy." he finally said. Smart move, just tell the things who you are. Now if they're dangerous and you manage to get away, the freaks will track you. Should've thought about that.
"Lira, he bein' one o' thems. The Outsiders, Lira." the thing said to the other thing. Outsiders? 'One o' thems'?
"And who are you?" Draco asked. It was more like, 'what are you?'. The new thing seemed to study Draco for a while, debating inwardly whether or not it was safe to be talking to Draco. Its eyes gazed over to Lira and sighed, as if it still wasn't sure it was a good idea to tell Draco, but was compelled to anyway.
"I bein' Frankie, a Lachles. This one bein' Lira, a Fictra." it said. Frankie and Lira, okay. But Lachles and Fictra? Now Draco was sure he was going crazy.
"What the bloody fuck is a Lachles and a Fictra?" he asked, his eyes disbelieving. Those two, Frankie and Lira, could be Death Eaters incognito, he thought. But there was only about a one percent chance of this, since Draco knew that no Death Eater in their right minds would disguise themselves like this.
"It needn't be a matter, outs-Draco." Frankie said. Draco presumed that Frankie was about to call him 'outsider' but had caught himself in the clutch.
"You guys are in a right state to be callin' me an Outsider." Draco said, crossing his arms across his chest. Lira was still crying. "And what's wrong with her?" Draco studied Frankie for a second and then noticed that he was hurt. His right ankle was torn open, strips of flesh hanging off at random and it was bleeding profusely. The 'Lachles' had grown a bad sweat, worse than Draco's, and was turning a nasty shade of green. This is the first time Draco realized that they were more scared of him than he was of them.
"Adrian.." Frankie whispered, as if it were a sacred word he shouldn't speak. Somewhat like 'Voldemort' to someone like that Finnigan kid.
"Who's Adrian?" Draco asked.
"We be tellin' you when hours grow nigh, but now.. Can you be helpin' of us?" Frankie asked. They probably meant a place to stay, something to eat, medicine for Frankie.. Draco was about to tell them to shove it up their ass and leave him alone, but then Lira looked up at him. He stared into her dark, dark eyes. They were almost scary, as black as coal yet shiny like a new born star. He wanted to looked away, but somehow he couldn't. He knew he had to help them, knew that even if he didn't want to, he had to.
"Yeah, come with me." Draco replied. Lira stood up, looking at Frankie as if she didn't know what to do. Frankie shrugged. They began to walk after Draco but Frankie slipped, holding so tightly onto Lira's shoulder that his knuckles were whiter than they were before.
"Frankie!" Lira cried, slipping her arm around him to support him, though she looked like she was having a tough time of it.
"He's hurt. When we get to the house I'll get him some medicine." Draco said.
"House?" Lira asked, Frankie groaned.
"Er.. Like.. A place where you live." Draco explained, walking to Grimmauld Place.
"Oh, a dwelling." Lira said. Draco shrugged. They reached Grimmauld Place and Draco started to open the door and then stopped, his hand still on the door knob. What would the others make of this? He supposed he couldn't tell them, not yet anyway. So he'd just have to sneak them up to his room and get them some food and some potion for Frankie. He looked back at the two, who were staring at the house in amazement.
"So.. Big.." Lira said. Frankie looked like he couldn't find the strength to talk, and he just stared.
"You should see Malfoy Manor." Draco said, opening to door. He looked around the corner making sure that no one was near to see them and he stepped inside, holding the door open for Lira and Frankie who were hesitant at first, but finally walked inside. He shut the door behind him. At first, he couldn't see very well. The darkness was strange to him compared to the blazing sunlight that was outside. When he could see properly, he began to climb the stairs. However, he heard no footsteps following him, so he stopped.
"Are you coming?" Draco asked. He turned back to Lira and Frankie, standing at the bottom of the stairs. They looked positively terrified at sight of the looming stairway. "It's okay, just come on." he said in a huff. He began climbing again and heard small footsteps following him. It was about time. Afraid of stairs? There were many other things to be afraid of in this world, and Draco knew they'd have to get used to it. They reached Draco's room with no further interruptions except a confusing glance at the House Elf heads. Draco agreed with them on that one, those heads were freaky.
"This be your dwelling?" Lira asked. Draco nodded.
"I guess. Not permanent. It's just my room for now." he said. Lira's eyebrows furrowed.
"Room?" she asked. Draco sighed and thought of how to explain it.
"Like a separate compartment in a dwelling." he said. Lira smiled and nodded. "I'll go get you two some food and I'll get him a potion. Do not, and I mean it, do not leave this room." Lira nodded and Frankie lifted a finger, too weak at this point to do anything else. He was growing very sick, and Draco knew it. Draco left the room, closing the door behind him and he jogged, almost ran, to the kitchen. If Frankie was to get medicine, Frankie was to get it fast. He went into the kitchen, and saw the other seated around eating lunch. Had he really been gone that long? It didn't seem like it to him, but possibly he had been in so much shock he just didn't realize it.
"Oh, you're back!" Mrs. Weasley said, smiling at him ear-to-ear. "Just in time for lunch. Why don't you join us?"
"I'm sure the boy is tired. After all, look how much he's sweating. It has to be scorching out there. I'll just go get him some food and send him to bed, how about I?" Lupin said all of this very quickly and then promptly stood up, grabbing Draco by the sleeve and shoving him into the kitchen, shutting the door behind them. The other merely stared at the closed door, not sure what to think.
"What was that for?" Draco said, rubbing his arm.
"Did you go?" Remus asked, his eyes huge and his chest rising and falling quickly.
"Go where?" Draco asked.
"The forest. Did you go?" Remus seemed to be hurried. Draco didn't know how to answer. Did Remus know about.. Those things?
"Not inside.. Do you know about.. About them?" Draco asked. He figured that if Remus didn't know, he would be okay and just ignore whatever else the man said. Remus's breath slowed and he stepped back to the kitchen table.
"Yes, I do." Remus said, his voice almost solemn.
"I saw two." Draco said, grabbing some food and a Pepper-Up Potion from the cabinet and leaving the kitchen, a bit to Remus's dismay. He walked back up to the room, ignoring the questioning looks of the others. He set the food down. First things first, the potion. He poured it down Frankie's throat. A steam blew out of Frankie's ears and his face returned it's natural color.
"Thank you." Frankie said.
"What happened anyway?" Draco asked. Why did they have to leave the forest? Why was Lira crying? And what in the hell happened to Frankie? So Lira explained how she had been looking for Adrian and then how Frankie had come and Isak and his gang had noticed them. Frankie told how Adrian had been killed, because Lira couldn't stand to say it, for fear that it would make it more real. Then Lira explained how they were in potential danger if they ever went back to the forest.
"On me ways out, musta runs into a Xezer Bush." Frankie said, pointing to his ankle. Draco nodded and since he could think of no other way to heal Frankie's ankle–he was no Madam Pomfrey–he picked up a shirt from the floor and tore a strip of fabric, tying it around his ankle. Frankie didn't even wince. "Thank you, outsider."
"Why do you keep calling me an Outsider?" Draco asked. Frankie explained about the forest tribes, and about how all this was so new to them. "Oh, right." Draco said, picking up a box of chocolate chip cookies and handing them to Lira. "Eat those." Lira opened the box and pulled a cookie out.
"What strange foods you be havin' here." Lira said, taking a bite of the cookie and swallowing. Her eyes suddenly became bugged-out. "Laced with sugar!" she squealed. "Sugar is so expensive, so rare in the forest. I do not believe.." she took another bite of the cookie.
"Don't have a fit." Draco said, taking a cookie for himself.
"Oh, I be not havin' any fits." Lira said. "What are those?" Draco shook his head.
"Forget it." he said, "Anyway, I can't keep you here forever, so you have to go back to the forest eventually."
"I have already had thoughts like these, Draco Malfoy." Frankie said, "And I know what we be doin'. We go to 'The Night Clearing' and you be comin' with us, Draco. You and somes other Outsiders in this here dwelling." Lira gasped at Frankie.
"The Night Clearing?" she said in awe. "But this is only fables, Frankie!"
"Says whom?" Frankie asked. Draco looked at him, his facial expression stating 'No way in hell.'
"I'm not coming with you!" Draco said, "Are you out of your mind!" Frankie shook his head.
"I'm in my minds, Draco. Now, what do you be callin' yourself? Not 'Outsider' but.."
"Person. I'm a person." Draco said.
"Okay, I be thinkin'. We need two more of your fellow persons." Frankie said.
"People. Two more people." Draco corrected.
"What?" Frankie said.
"Forget it. And who am I supposed to get to come with me?" Draco asked. Potter?! Bah.
"Just two." Frankie said. "Be gettin' of them now." He tapped Draco a little, motioning towards the door. Draco groaned but then caught sight of Lira's eyes again and left the room. He walked in the dining room. Lupin had found his way back into the room, from the kitchen. Lupin. He had met, or seen, these things before. It was perfect. But who else? Draco groaned. Harry. He knew it had to be Harry. Perfect Potter always had to be in it.
"Potter, Lupin! Oi!" Draco called. They all looked up. "I need you two for a second." He said. Harry exchanged a look with Ron as he stood up, with Lupin, and walked over to Draco. "Come to my room. I'll explain it all there." And with that, Draco walked back to Lira and Frankie.