And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters or quotes in the beginning of the chapters. Also, the chapter titles come from Buffy the Vampire Slayer Slanguage on buffyworld.com but ultimately belong to Joss Whedon.
Er.... I hope this is a bit scary eventually.
Thanks Lizz for beta-ing this story!!!
Chapter 1- Talent-less Show
"I never drink...wine." – Bram Stoker's Dracula
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Ginny gazed out into the distance, the train rushing past trees and marshes on its way to Hogwarts. Ginny, pulled back into the present by her friends' laughter, smiled at her friends.
As her dorm mates and only friends at Hogwarts, Mary, Eleanor, and Lisa were very dear to Ginny's heart. Ginny wouldn't call them her best friends but considering it took them a while to trust her after first year, Ginny wasn't complaining.
"So how was George King this year?" Ginny asked Lisa slyly, referring to Lisa's muggle neighbor that her friend was smitten with.
"Yes, Lisa!" Eleanor jumped up and down. "Have you snogged him yet?"
Lisa blushed and the compartment erupted in giggles and chatters as the train sped towards the school.
Once the train arrived in Hogsmeade station the four girls grabbed a carriage and set off towards the imposing castle.
After the Sorting Ceremony Ginny set off with the rest of the Gryffindors to the Common Room. As she made her way towards her dorm she looked at her friends. They were each so very different from her. Lisa, Mary, and Eleanor, they were so pure and untouched, Lisa especially. She was a muggle-born which meant her family didn't realize the full extent of Voldemort's evil as they had not know the horror of the previous war.
Voldemort. Tom, to her. How Tom had ruined her life. He had poured bits of himself into her in exchange for a soul. There used to be a connection between them and now that he was back she could feel the twinge of that link in the back of her mind. Faintly, but it was there. -----------------------------------
Later, Ginny and her friends sat on their beds having a nice Girl Talk like normal teens.
"So, Eleanor, who do you fancy so much?" Lisa spoke up after having been teased over George.
They turned to Eleanor eagerly as it was her turn to turn red. "Er....." she mumbled something incomprehensible.
"Sorry, El, what was that?" Lisa grinned, eager to divert the attention away from her.
"Blaise Zabini!" the embarrassed girl blurted out before clapping a hand over her mouth and burying her face in her pillow.
There was a bit of a shocked silence as the other girls thought about the Slytherin.
After a couple of seconds, Ginny grinned evilly, "Well he does have a nice bum!" This caused pandemonium to break out as all of the girls wanted to know exactly how she came to determine this. Except for Eleanor; she wanted to know exactly how nice.
Ginny laughed and fended off her friends with a pillow. She knew this would be a better year at Hogwarts.
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In a dark and forbidden chamber a servant was calling its master from the depths of a foggy shadow. The servant awakened the evil creature with its ancient language.
"La de an lionadh!" The servant cast black potions into the fire which separating him and the darkness before him.
"Glacigh ar me mo maister!" The darkness beyond seemed to tremble.
"Tar ar agus bia!" The servant threw still more potions into the fire making it hiss and crackle, calling its master.
"Tar ar comhlion do cinniuint!" The shadows thrashed about as unearthly moans and shrieks were emitted from it. It was getting closer.
"Ard o an tine caraduinn ifreann!" The servant threw the last of the potion into the fire before throwing up its arms in submission.
"Ard! Ard!" The shadows formed and became solid as the servant offered the last rites.
"Glacigh ar me, do seirbhiseach, tu, Fuiltech, go ard! ARD! ARD!"
With the last "ARD!" the now monstrous dark erupted blackness, severing the servant's stomach. The servant gasped in pain, holding the fatal wound with a hand.
"Maister!" the servant choked out, kneeling before the dark shadow towering above him.
"Scathchruth!" It shrieked out. It smelled of evil. "Ce ta tu?
"Is adhlacoir me," the servant sobbed, its life fading quickly. "Graim thu." This was said with as much conviction a dying person could say, for yes a servant could love its master, especially one so disillusioned.
"Agus ta okras orm," the evil said as it bore down on its faithful servant.
Deep in the castle's hidden chamber's the servant's screams gave birth to an evil force.
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The conversation between the master and his servant:
"Day of the Rising Tide"
"I call my master"
"Come and feed"
"Come fulfill your destiny"
"Rise from the fires of hell"
"Rise! Rise!"
"I, your servant, call you, Fuilteach, to rise! RISE! RISE!"
"Silence!"
"Who are you?"
"I am The Undertaker"
"I love you"
"...and I am hungry"
A/N: the Gaelic (Irish) used above are from links from irishgaelictranslator.com Forgive me if I totally obliterated the language in the sentences I made up. Most of the above are phrases I found.
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Disclaimer: I don't own any Harry Potter characters or quotes in the beginning of the chapters. Also, the chapter titles come from Buffy the Vampire Slayer Slanguage on buffyworld.com but ultimately belong to Joss Whedon.
Er.... I hope this is a bit scary eventually.
Thanks Lizz for beta-ing this story!!!
Chapter 1- Talent-less Show
"I never drink...wine." – Bram Stoker's Dracula
-------------------------
Ginny gazed out into the distance, the train rushing past trees and marshes on its way to Hogwarts. Ginny, pulled back into the present by her friends' laughter, smiled at her friends.
As her dorm mates and only friends at Hogwarts, Mary, Eleanor, and Lisa were very dear to Ginny's heart. Ginny wouldn't call them her best friends but considering it took them a while to trust her after first year, Ginny wasn't complaining.
"So how was George King this year?" Ginny asked Lisa slyly, referring to Lisa's muggle neighbor that her friend was smitten with.
"Yes, Lisa!" Eleanor jumped up and down. "Have you snogged him yet?"
Lisa blushed and the compartment erupted in giggles and chatters as the train sped towards the school.
Once the train arrived in Hogsmeade station the four girls grabbed a carriage and set off towards the imposing castle.
After the Sorting Ceremony Ginny set off with the rest of the Gryffindors to the Common Room. As she made her way towards her dorm she looked at her friends. They were each so very different from her. Lisa, Mary, and Eleanor, they were so pure and untouched, Lisa especially. She was a muggle-born which meant her family didn't realize the full extent of Voldemort's evil as they had not know the horror of the previous war.
Voldemort. Tom, to her. How Tom had ruined her life. He had poured bits of himself into her in exchange for a soul. There used to be a connection between them and now that he was back she could feel the twinge of that link in the back of her mind. Faintly, but it was there. -----------------------------------
Later, Ginny and her friends sat on their beds having a nice Girl Talk like normal teens.
"So, Eleanor, who do you fancy so much?" Lisa spoke up after having been teased over George.
They turned to Eleanor eagerly as it was her turn to turn red. "Er....." she mumbled something incomprehensible.
"Sorry, El, what was that?" Lisa grinned, eager to divert the attention away from her.
"Blaise Zabini!" the embarrassed girl blurted out before clapping a hand over her mouth and burying her face in her pillow.
There was a bit of a shocked silence as the other girls thought about the Slytherin.
After a couple of seconds, Ginny grinned evilly, "Well he does have a nice bum!" This caused pandemonium to break out as all of the girls wanted to know exactly how she came to determine this. Except for Eleanor; she wanted to know exactly how nice.
Ginny laughed and fended off her friends with a pillow. She knew this would be a better year at Hogwarts.
-----------------------------------------
In a dark and forbidden chamber a servant was calling its master from the depths of a foggy shadow. The servant awakened the evil creature with its ancient language.
"La de an lionadh!" The servant cast black potions into the fire which separating him and the darkness before him.
"Glacigh ar me mo maister!" The darkness beyond seemed to tremble.
"Tar ar agus bia!" The servant threw still more potions into the fire making it hiss and crackle, calling its master.
"Tar ar comhlion do cinniuint!" The shadows thrashed about as unearthly moans and shrieks were emitted from it. It was getting closer.
"Ard o an tine caraduinn ifreann!" The servant threw the last of the potion into the fire before throwing up its arms in submission.
"Ard! Ard!" The shadows formed and became solid as the servant offered the last rites.
"Glacigh ar me, do seirbhiseach, tu, Fuiltech, go ard! ARD! ARD!"
With the last "ARD!" the now monstrous dark erupted blackness, severing the servant's stomach. The servant gasped in pain, holding the fatal wound with a hand.
"Maister!" the servant choked out, kneeling before the dark shadow towering above him.
"Scathchruth!" It shrieked out. It smelled of evil. "Ce ta tu?
"Is adhlacoir me," the servant sobbed, its life fading quickly. "Graim thu." This was said with as much conviction a dying person could say, for yes a servant could love its master, especially one so disillusioned.
"Agus ta okras orm," the evil said as it bore down on its faithful servant.
Deep in the castle's hidden chamber's the servant's screams gave birth to an evil force.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------
The conversation between the master and his servant:
"Day of the Rising Tide"
"I call my master"
"Come and feed"
"Come fulfill your destiny"
"Rise from the fires of hell"
"Rise! Rise!"
"I, your servant, call you, Fuilteach, to rise! RISE! RISE!"
"Silence!"
"Who are you?"
"I am The Undertaker"
"I love you"
"...and I am hungry"
A/N: the Gaelic (Irish) used above are from links from irishgaelictranslator.com Forgive me if I totally obliterated the language in the sentences I made up. Most of the above are phrases I found.
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Right
Down
There
