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A/N: Yep....and whoa...I barely left my computer for a day and already you had posted 3 new reviews. I am speechless wonders if she asks for 10 reviews before she updates again Nope not greedy I will grind these out as fast as possible.
And to Sky: Who got Draco? .... Very good question! wink Flameandfire: Your wish is my command
Chapter 9
Harry walked slowly down the stairs into the common room. He glanced at the clock and noticed it was a little after one pm.
"Guys." Everyone turned to look at him. "There is someone you need to meet." Hermoine's eyes widened and several of the guys looked sucker punched. Harry knew they could see Viper's form behind him. He stepped off the last stair and went to sit on one of the chairs by the fire. Viper followed winding her way behind him and sat down on the rug directly in front of the fire.
"Salutations to you all." Viper's smile held only a tint of sarcasm. "You can call me Viper. Any questions?" She asked as if she was talking to a classroom.
Viper could barely hold her amusement as the students clamored to be the first question heard.
"You, in the back." She said pointing to Seamus.
"Are you a Deatheater?" Viper looked confused. She pondered the question for a moment before coming up with one of her own.
"What is a Deatheater?" She glanced over at Harry for the answer.
"A Deatheater is an evil wizard or witch who follows Voldemort. They usually have a skull with a snake circling it emblazoned on their left forearm." Several of the students shuddered as he said Voldemort.
"I am no Deatheater." Viper responded gravely running her hand over the bracer on her left arm, the hate in which Harry answered her question matched the hate she felt in his nightmare.
"Actually I have a slight score to settle with this...what did you call him? Ah yes, Voldemort." Several of the students shivered at the tone of her voice as well as her causal usage of the horrid name.
"Why didn't you burn when you burst into flame in the bathroom?" Harry's question had many eyes leave Viper and look at him strangely.
"I am half fire elemental. Fire cannot harm me and I have complete control over any kind of flame."
"How?" Harry spoke in before anyone else had a chance to.
"It is part of me. Just like my arms or legs. I guess I have my grandfather to thank for that. Even if he was hoping for a grandson."
"What kinds of magic can you do?" Viper's head tilted up and she looked straight at Hermoine with one of her eyebrows higher than the other. "It is obvious since you come from another place you do not practice the same kind of magic." Hermoine stated in a matter of fact manner.
"I practice many kinds of magic. If you must know I am most adept at the art of Necromancy." Hermoine's eyes practically bulged out of her sockets.
"You raise the dead!?" The students backed away quickly.
"I am capable of raising just the corpse, but I am also very capable of actually reanimating a person." Viper's eyes held a hint of pain.
"How is that different from raising zombies?" Ron asked with alarm holding his wand just out of eyesight.
"I return the soul to the body. The ones I raise are not mindless. They go on remembering what happened when they died and after."
"Could you raise someone even if their corpse was...rotted?" Harry's question tentatively crossed the room. Viper's eyes locked with his.
"It would be considerably harder without a complete body or if the body had set into severe decomposition, but yes, I could."
"What if the corpse is completely gone?"
"I would need to find other's that would match what the person looked like before death and alter the cadaver or cadavers if I have to use more than one until it matched exactly."
"Good to know." Harry mumbled hoping against hope that his intentions had gone unnoticed by his friends.
"Yes indeed, that is very good to know." Viper stood and spun towards the door in one quick smooth motion. Dumbledore stood in the portrait hole. "Harry, I would like a word with you and your ...friend. The rest of you can get to the library. It is past time to begin on your weekend homework."
Viper backed away from Dumbledore closer to the window.
"You can not go that way my dear. It is a very long drop."
"It isn't all that far down." Dumbledore put an arm around Harry's shoulders.
"Come now let us not waste more time." Viper cautiously followed the pair as the rest of the students chattered their way to their dorms.
They had just reached the staircase for Dumbledore's office when Snape ran up to them.
"Headmaster." Snape started trying to get some dignity into his voice as he straightened his billowing robes. "Draco Malfoy has gone missing!" Dumbledore actually seemed shocked for a second.
"Everyone into my office now." Snape noticed Viper and looked her over critically. She stuck her tongue out at him and lifted her eyebrows provocatively just before she sauntered after Harry swaying her hips in an 'oh so female' manner. When they arrived in they found Professor McGonagall obviously waiting to continue a conversation with Dumbledore.
"Minerva if you can hold your questions for the moment I believe Severus has some explaining to do."
Draco could feel the chains around his wrists and ankles. He could feel the rough cotton sheets underneath him and the velvet blindfold wrapped around his eyes. He could sense that he was either underground or in a place with no windows to let in fresh air. His head shot up in the direction of the door as he heard it open.
"Who is there? Release me immediately!"
"All in good time Master Malfoy." A slow bass drawl slithered to his hears. "When we have gotten what we want out of you, you can count on being released."
"Of course if nothing is forthcoming we might just dispose of you. But really is there a better release than death?" The light tenor teased his ears from a few feet away. The sound of the second voice caused Draco's skin to crawl. He had heard the voice somewhere before he just couldn't place it.
"Do not be alarmed. We are not in league with this Voldemort of yours." The bass reassured him.
"Or perhaps the fact that we are not being in league with him might be the cause of your alarm since, after extensive research, we have found your family to follow him like obedient little slaves." The tenor sounded with all the mocking tone possible jammed into that statement.
"You shut your mouth right now! I will not listen to this slander on my family's name!" Draco struggled with his bonds, but only succeeded in making his wrists bleed.
"There was no note no sign, except for a slightly sulfuric smell to the air. It seemed that Draco had started to take a shower and was then abducted before he had a chance to turn the water off." Snape looked down at his lap looking like a defeated child. They were all sitting in chairs in front of Dumbledore's desk excluding Viper who knelt down by the fireplace.
"I felt no power, no nudge of warning." "I am sure there was nothing you could have done Severus." Dumbledore's voice was soothing, but all present could see that it had no effect on Snape. Harry could hardly believe what he was hearing it seemed like once again as soon as he started to like someone or something it was taken away from him.
"Wait...sulfur?" Viper's eyes looked blank for a second as if her eyes were actually scanning a library inside her head instead of seeing the outside world. "What does this sulfur smell like?"
Dumbledore made a movement with his hand and a tiny vial of mustard yellow powder appeared on his desk. Viper moved forward and uncorked the vial. She cautiously held it up to her face and took a slight sniff.
"This smells almost... almost like Guranra."
"I have never heard of such a substance." Snape snapped irritated with the foreigner.
"That is because it doesn't exist in your world." Viper carefully replaced the vial on Dumbledore's desk and turned towards the fire crackling in the room's hearth and pulled a tiny bag from one of her many pockets and withdrew a small purple stone.
"Guranra." She stated and dropped the pebble into the fire. Immediately the fire started burning blue and spread across the whole wall. "Do not worry. It will not damage anything. It is what my people use to travel safely through the great bonfires during festival time." The others warily eyed the fire as they sat back down.
"I know who took this... Draco." Viper's eyes watched the fire shrink back down and turn back into its original red orange color. "He is being used as bait to draw me out." Viper paused for a second. "It would be good if we informed his parents. I would need them to pinpoint where he is." Dumbledore looked at Viper strangely.
"I am afraid the Malfoys would use this as a weakness in me and try to get me dismissed from my headmastership to and by doing that destroy the school. They are on the side of Voldemort." Viper noticed the slight shiver in all but Dumbledore and Harry.
"What is this Voldemort?"
"You might want to sit down comfortably. This is a long tale." Viper settled in with her back leaning against the arm of Snape's chair. He looked vaguely uneasy but his pride would not allow him to say so.
"It began like this." Dumbledore's voice rose and fell with additions from both Harry and Snape through the afternoon and into the night.
A/N: I really appreciate all who have reviewed my story! I am trying to get these chapters out quickly but sometimes it is hard. Please review it is harder to write it a bad mood!
Rated: Unusual
A/N: Yep....and whoa...I barely left my computer for a day and already you had posted 3 new reviews. I am speechless wonders if she asks for 10 reviews before she updates again Nope not greedy I will grind these out as fast as possible.
And to Sky: Who got Draco? .... Very good question! wink Flameandfire: Your wish is my command
Chapter 9
Harry walked slowly down the stairs into the common room. He glanced at the clock and noticed it was a little after one pm.
"Guys." Everyone turned to look at him. "There is someone you need to meet." Hermoine's eyes widened and several of the guys looked sucker punched. Harry knew they could see Viper's form behind him. He stepped off the last stair and went to sit on one of the chairs by the fire. Viper followed winding her way behind him and sat down on the rug directly in front of the fire.
"Salutations to you all." Viper's smile held only a tint of sarcasm. "You can call me Viper. Any questions?" She asked as if she was talking to a classroom.
Viper could barely hold her amusement as the students clamored to be the first question heard.
"You, in the back." She said pointing to Seamus.
"Are you a Deatheater?" Viper looked confused. She pondered the question for a moment before coming up with one of her own.
"What is a Deatheater?" She glanced over at Harry for the answer.
"A Deatheater is an evil wizard or witch who follows Voldemort. They usually have a skull with a snake circling it emblazoned on their left forearm." Several of the students shuddered as he said Voldemort.
"I am no Deatheater." Viper responded gravely running her hand over the bracer on her left arm, the hate in which Harry answered her question matched the hate she felt in his nightmare.
"Actually I have a slight score to settle with this...what did you call him? Ah yes, Voldemort." Several of the students shivered at the tone of her voice as well as her causal usage of the horrid name.
"Why didn't you burn when you burst into flame in the bathroom?" Harry's question had many eyes leave Viper and look at him strangely.
"I am half fire elemental. Fire cannot harm me and I have complete control over any kind of flame."
"How?" Harry spoke in before anyone else had a chance to.
"It is part of me. Just like my arms or legs. I guess I have my grandfather to thank for that. Even if he was hoping for a grandson."
"What kinds of magic can you do?" Viper's head tilted up and she looked straight at Hermoine with one of her eyebrows higher than the other. "It is obvious since you come from another place you do not practice the same kind of magic." Hermoine stated in a matter of fact manner.
"I practice many kinds of magic. If you must know I am most adept at the art of Necromancy." Hermoine's eyes practically bulged out of her sockets.
"You raise the dead!?" The students backed away quickly.
"I am capable of raising just the corpse, but I am also very capable of actually reanimating a person." Viper's eyes held a hint of pain.
"How is that different from raising zombies?" Ron asked with alarm holding his wand just out of eyesight.
"I return the soul to the body. The ones I raise are not mindless. They go on remembering what happened when they died and after."
"Could you raise someone even if their corpse was...rotted?" Harry's question tentatively crossed the room. Viper's eyes locked with his.
"It would be considerably harder without a complete body or if the body had set into severe decomposition, but yes, I could."
"What if the corpse is completely gone?"
"I would need to find other's that would match what the person looked like before death and alter the cadaver or cadavers if I have to use more than one until it matched exactly."
"Good to know." Harry mumbled hoping against hope that his intentions had gone unnoticed by his friends.
"Yes indeed, that is very good to know." Viper stood and spun towards the door in one quick smooth motion. Dumbledore stood in the portrait hole. "Harry, I would like a word with you and your ...friend. The rest of you can get to the library. It is past time to begin on your weekend homework."
Viper backed away from Dumbledore closer to the window.
"You can not go that way my dear. It is a very long drop."
"It isn't all that far down." Dumbledore put an arm around Harry's shoulders.
"Come now let us not waste more time." Viper cautiously followed the pair as the rest of the students chattered their way to their dorms.
They had just reached the staircase for Dumbledore's office when Snape ran up to them.
"Headmaster." Snape started trying to get some dignity into his voice as he straightened his billowing robes. "Draco Malfoy has gone missing!" Dumbledore actually seemed shocked for a second.
"Everyone into my office now." Snape noticed Viper and looked her over critically. She stuck her tongue out at him and lifted her eyebrows provocatively just before she sauntered after Harry swaying her hips in an 'oh so female' manner. When they arrived in they found Professor McGonagall obviously waiting to continue a conversation with Dumbledore.
"Minerva if you can hold your questions for the moment I believe Severus has some explaining to do."
Draco could feel the chains around his wrists and ankles. He could feel the rough cotton sheets underneath him and the velvet blindfold wrapped around his eyes. He could sense that he was either underground or in a place with no windows to let in fresh air. His head shot up in the direction of the door as he heard it open.
"Who is there? Release me immediately!"
"All in good time Master Malfoy." A slow bass drawl slithered to his hears. "When we have gotten what we want out of you, you can count on being released."
"Of course if nothing is forthcoming we might just dispose of you. But really is there a better release than death?" The light tenor teased his ears from a few feet away. The sound of the second voice caused Draco's skin to crawl. He had heard the voice somewhere before he just couldn't place it.
"Do not be alarmed. We are not in league with this Voldemort of yours." The bass reassured him.
"Or perhaps the fact that we are not being in league with him might be the cause of your alarm since, after extensive research, we have found your family to follow him like obedient little slaves." The tenor sounded with all the mocking tone possible jammed into that statement.
"You shut your mouth right now! I will not listen to this slander on my family's name!" Draco struggled with his bonds, but only succeeded in making his wrists bleed.
"There was no note no sign, except for a slightly sulfuric smell to the air. It seemed that Draco had started to take a shower and was then abducted before he had a chance to turn the water off." Snape looked down at his lap looking like a defeated child. They were all sitting in chairs in front of Dumbledore's desk excluding Viper who knelt down by the fireplace.
"I felt no power, no nudge of warning." "I am sure there was nothing you could have done Severus." Dumbledore's voice was soothing, but all present could see that it had no effect on Snape. Harry could hardly believe what he was hearing it seemed like once again as soon as he started to like someone or something it was taken away from him.
"Wait...sulfur?" Viper's eyes looked blank for a second as if her eyes were actually scanning a library inside her head instead of seeing the outside world. "What does this sulfur smell like?"
Dumbledore made a movement with his hand and a tiny vial of mustard yellow powder appeared on his desk. Viper moved forward and uncorked the vial. She cautiously held it up to her face and took a slight sniff.
"This smells almost... almost like Guranra."
"I have never heard of such a substance." Snape snapped irritated with the foreigner.
"That is because it doesn't exist in your world." Viper carefully replaced the vial on Dumbledore's desk and turned towards the fire crackling in the room's hearth and pulled a tiny bag from one of her many pockets and withdrew a small purple stone.
"Guranra." She stated and dropped the pebble into the fire. Immediately the fire started burning blue and spread across the whole wall. "Do not worry. It will not damage anything. It is what my people use to travel safely through the great bonfires during festival time." The others warily eyed the fire as they sat back down.
"I know who took this... Draco." Viper's eyes watched the fire shrink back down and turn back into its original red orange color. "He is being used as bait to draw me out." Viper paused for a second. "It would be good if we informed his parents. I would need them to pinpoint where he is." Dumbledore looked at Viper strangely.
"I am afraid the Malfoys would use this as a weakness in me and try to get me dismissed from my headmastership to and by doing that destroy the school. They are on the side of Voldemort." Viper noticed the slight shiver in all but Dumbledore and Harry.
"What is this Voldemort?"
"You might want to sit down comfortably. This is a long tale." Viper settled in with her back leaning against the arm of Snape's chair. He looked vaguely uneasy but his pride would not allow him to say so.
"It began like this." Dumbledore's voice rose and fell with additions from both Harry and Snape through the afternoon and into the night.
A/N: I really appreciate all who have reviewed my story! I am trying to get these chapters out quickly but sometimes it is hard. Please review it is harder to write it a bad mood!