Disclaimer: I own my nightmares!
Rated: Angsty
A/N: I know you guys hate me, but it did get people to review! Remember my darlings, just because someone gets killed doesn't necessarily mean that they stay dead. Whooo no more school!!! runs away from the highschool in wild abandon collides into college Damnit.
Chapter 14
It had been a week since Viper dispatched Draco. Harry couldn't get himself to sleep in the same bed so Dumbledore had the bed taken away and situated Harry in a room of his own in the tower. Dumbledore was trying to be as calm as possible but it was hard. This was the second death of a student at Hogwarts. All he could wonder is why he had not heard anything from the Malfoys.
"Headmaster?" A cautious voice came through his office door.
"Come in." The door opened and the last person he expected to see walked through it. "How can I help you Harry?" Dumbledore was glad that his self control kept his voice from being anything but kind and helpful.
"I need to talk." Dumbledore conjured up a tea tray and Harry let his feelings flow into the ear of one of the greatest wizards the world would ever know.
Viper hadn't been seen since Harry had screamed at her to leave.
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Viper paced through the Forbidden Woods. For some reason she could not identify her body refused to move too far from the castle or maybe it was her subconscious mind begging her not to leave. Before she even noticed her feet were taking her to the glade where Kebab had been resting.
"Darling, wake up." The pile of bones strewn on the grass slowly reconfigured itself into a standing human. "Darling, where did you put the corpse of that Dementor?" Kebab lead the way for his mistress with his jerking gait. Viper took one last look at the castle strengthening her resolve before taking the path that her pet created through the woods.
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Snape sighed and closed his book with a snap. He just didn't understand it. She saved Draco in the first place. Why would she have saved him if she was just going to kill him? He rubbed the bridge of his nose, willing back tears. If nothing else at least he wasn't infatuated with her anymore.
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All of Hogwarts was stunned. The halls seemed so different without Draco Malfoy. A week and two days after the horrible incident Dumbledore announced that there would be no class for the day and all the students were welcome to the honorary funeral. Harry couldn't bring himself to go. He couldn't resist watching. He was sitting on a chair brought up all the way to the window and he was leaning against it wishing he could hear what the various speakers were saying about the dearly departed.
"I wouldn't lean too hard on that glass if I were you."
Harry stiffened. His face grew dark and his eyes were murderous.
"Get out of here."
"Not until you hear what I have to say." Harry whipped around and glared at Viper. She was leaning casually on the portrait hole wall. She walked closer until she was only a foot away from Harry's chair.
"Look," She began. Before she had a chance to finish Harry leapt at her pulling out his wand as he did so.
"There is very little keeping me from killing you right now!" His anger burned like an inferno placed in the lowest circle of hell. He realized that he didn't know any spells that would harm her so he threw his wand down beside him and pulled one of Viper's own daggers out of her belt and placed it to her throat.
"Do you want to feel the pain you put me through? Is that why you came back?" He pressed down slightly on her neck causing dark red droplets of blood to trickle to the carpet. Viper didn't flinch.
"Kill me then." Harry backed off slightly in surprise. He had expecting pleading or bargaining, anything but this acceptance. "Do it." Her eyes went through his soul. "Just don't ever assume that I never suffered like you did." Harry got off her and backed up in horror dropping the blood covered weapon. He stared at his hands, colored like a murderer's hands. He fell to his knees and held his head with his traitorous hands.
"What have I done?" He moaned. Viper knelt down beside him not bothering to heal herself.
"You were grieving. It is almost like going insane."
"Why did you do it?" Harry's voice broke her heart.
"I did it to save you. You are going to have to forgive me. I need you to trust me Harry." Viper took Harry in her arms and let him soak her in tears. It did not take long for the Boy who Lived to fall fast asleep in her arms.
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Draco was floating in a sea of mists. He slowly took in his surroundings. Grey swirls surrounded him blocking everything else from view. Suddenly there was a bright light and inside it he saw Harry asleep in a different bed. He floated closer, wishing he could kiss Harry's lips. He imagined leaning down and brushing his lips against Harry's mouth. Harry's image gasped and sat up wide awake. The light faded and Draco was left alone in the mists.
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Snape jumped as he felt the burning pain on his left arm. Voldemort was calling. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Harry felt Draco's lips on his own.
"Draco?!" He sat up only to find that he was still alone. He slid out of the bed hoping to find Viper somewhere. He located her in the common room kneeling by the fire. She had a stick of metal thrust into the heart of the flames and she seemed to be studying her left arm intently. She looked up as Harry entered the room.
"You should be asleep. It is only about three."
"What are you doing?"
"Marking myself." She drew the pole out of the flames and it turned out to be somewhat like the old cattle brands, its end was glowing white hot. Swiftly she turned the brand upside down facing her arm and pressed it into her flesh. Harry felt slightly nauseated as he smelled the burning skin. Viper removed the brand which was smoking around the edges. She made a slight movement and it vanished. Harry looked at her arm blanching as he saw the mark.
"The Dark Mark." Harry could do little more than stutter. "Why?"
"To put it simply because the spells your Voldemort would use on me to make it look like that would never stick on me. Fire does not hurt or damage me unless I specifically ask it to. I did not think I would have enough time to commune with the fire beforehand."
"So you are a Death Eater now." Harry's face became unreadable.
"I am so much more." Viper grinned as she said this. "I am a Necromancer." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Uasi was tired of all the whispers and shielded looks. He knew it was because he had arrived the night that Viper killed that blonde boy. 'She never kills unless she has good reason.' He stopped to study a moving picture of two witches dancing around a huge bonfire. 'Or unless she is really really angry. She wasn't that angry when she went in there.' He strode down the hall with no destination in mind.
Rated: Angsty
A/N: I know you guys hate me, but it did get people to review! Remember my darlings, just because someone gets killed doesn't necessarily mean that they stay dead. Whooo no more school!!! runs away from the highschool in wild abandon collides into college Damnit.
Chapter 14
It had been a week since Viper dispatched Draco. Harry couldn't get himself to sleep in the same bed so Dumbledore had the bed taken away and situated Harry in a room of his own in the tower. Dumbledore was trying to be as calm as possible but it was hard. This was the second death of a student at Hogwarts. All he could wonder is why he had not heard anything from the Malfoys.
"Headmaster?" A cautious voice came through his office door.
"Come in." The door opened and the last person he expected to see walked through it. "How can I help you Harry?" Dumbledore was glad that his self control kept his voice from being anything but kind and helpful.
"I need to talk." Dumbledore conjured up a tea tray and Harry let his feelings flow into the ear of one of the greatest wizards the world would ever know.
Viper hadn't been seen since Harry had screamed at her to leave.
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Viper paced through the Forbidden Woods. For some reason she could not identify her body refused to move too far from the castle or maybe it was her subconscious mind begging her not to leave. Before she even noticed her feet were taking her to the glade where Kebab had been resting.
"Darling, wake up." The pile of bones strewn on the grass slowly reconfigured itself into a standing human. "Darling, where did you put the corpse of that Dementor?" Kebab lead the way for his mistress with his jerking gait. Viper took one last look at the castle strengthening her resolve before taking the path that her pet created through the woods.
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Snape sighed and closed his book with a snap. He just didn't understand it. She saved Draco in the first place. Why would she have saved him if she was just going to kill him? He rubbed the bridge of his nose, willing back tears. If nothing else at least he wasn't infatuated with her anymore.
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All of Hogwarts was stunned. The halls seemed so different without Draco Malfoy. A week and two days after the horrible incident Dumbledore announced that there would be no class for the day and all the students were welcome to the honorary funeral. Harry couldn't bring himself to go. He couldn't resist watching. He was sitting on a chair brought up all the way to the window and he was leaning against it wishing he could hear what the various speakers were saying about the dearly departed.
"I wouldn't lean too hard on that glass if I were you."
Harry stiffened. His face grew dark and his eyes were murderous.
"Get out of here."
"Not until you hear what I have to say." Harry whipped around and glared at Viper. She was leaning casually on the portrait hole wall. She walked closer until she was only a foot away from Harry's chair.
"Look," She began. Before she had a chance to finish Harry leapt at her pulling out his wand as he did so.
"There is very little keeping me from killing you right now!" His anger burned like an inferno placed in the lowest circle of hell. He realized that he didn't know any spells that would harm her so he threw his wand down beside him and pulled one of Viper's own daggers out of her belt and placed it to her throat.
"Do you want to feel the pain you put me through? Is that why you came back?" He pressed down slightly on her neck causing dark red droplets of blood to trickle to the carpet. Viper didn't flinch.
"Kill me then." Harry backed off slightly in surprise. He had expecting pleading or bargaining, anything but this acceptance. "Do it." Her eyes went through his soul. "Just don't ever assume that I never suffered like you did." Harry got off her and backed up in horror dropping the blood covered weapon. He stared at his hands, colored like a murderer's hands. He fell to his knees and held his head with his traitorous hands.
"What have I done?" He moaned. Viper knelt down beside him not bothering to heal herself.
"You were grieving. It is almost like going insane."
"Why did you do it?" Harry's voice broke her heart.
"I did it to save you. You are going to have to forgive me. I need you to trust me Harry." Viper took Harry in her arms and let him soak her in tears. It did not take long for the Boy who Lived to fall fast asleep in her arms.
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Draco was floating in a sea of mists. He slowly took in his surroundings. Grey swirls surrounded him blocking everything else from view. Suddenly there was a bright light and inside it he saw Harry asleep in a different bed. He floated closer, wishing he could kiss Harry's lips. He imagined leaning down and brushing his lips against Harry's mouth. Harry's image gasped and sat up wide awake. The light faded and Draco was left alone in the mists.
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Snape jumped as he felt the burning pain on his left arm. Voldemort was calling. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Harry felt Draco's lips on his own.
"Draco?!" He sat up only to find that he was still alone. He slid out of the bed hoping to find Viper somewhere. He located her in the common room kneeling by the fire. She had a stick of metal thrust into the heart of the flames and she seemed to be studying her left arm intently. She looked up as Harry entered the room.
"You should be asleep. It is only about three."
"What are you doing?"
"Marking myself." She drew the pole out of the flames and it turned out to be somewhat like the old cattle brands, its end was glowing white hot. Swiftly she turned the brand upside down facing her arm and pressed it into her flesh. Harry felt slightly nauseated as he smelled the burning skin. Viper removed the brand which was smoking around the edges. She made a slight movement and it vanished. Harry looked at her arm blanching as he saw the mark.
"The Dark Mark." Harry could do little more than stutter. "Why?"
"To put it simply because the spells your Voldemort would use on me to make it look like that would never stick on me. Fire does not hurt or damage me unless I specifically ask it to. I did not think I would have enough time to commune with the fire beforehand."
"So you are a Death Eater now." Harry's face became unreadable.
"I am so much more." Viper grinned as she said this. "I am a Necromancer." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Uasi was tired of all the whispers and shielded looks. He knew it was because he had arrived the night that Viper killed that blonde boy. 'She never kills unless she has good reason.' He stopped to study a moving picture of two witches dancing around a huge bonfire. 'Or unless she is really really angry. She wasn't that angry when she went in there.' He strode down the hall with no destination in mind.