Harry passed by a mirror as he was leaving his room for breakfast and
glanced in the reflection. He stopped and looked again and was shocked. His
hair was light brown, his eyes blue, and he wasn't as muscly. He had
forgotten about the disguise.
The young man walked on and down to the Great Hall. His rooms were on the floor just above, so it didn't take long to get there, and he sat at the Head Table next to Sirius and Severus.
Harry noticed that some people looked at him, especially girls, and he waved and they would giggle and look away. The boys would just scoff and look away.
***
"REGNAK!" The old man got to the room with surprising speed and Slang smiled at his timing. "Ah, you're still as quick as you were in the days of your youth." He said, fondly.
"Uh... Slang? You didn't know me in my youth." Regnak pointed out grinning.
"That isn't the point now, is it?"
"Yes. It is, actually."
"Well, anyway. Reg, Reg, Reg." Slang shook his head. "Why does everyone buzz, like a bee, about last night?" He said with funny hand actions. One thing Regnak had noticed in the little time he'd known Slang was that he liked hand actions, and his were quite... eccentric.
"Because, I heard we were being nice." Reg smiled.
"Ah, yes, that would be it wouldn't it." Slang paused. He looked like he was about to say something and so Regnak waited. "Well, why are you still standing there staring at me expectantly? Do you want me to pat you on the back for being nice? Oh no, I think not."
Reg rolled his eyes and Slang glared at him. "Slang, you were going to say something."
"Oh yes, that's right. Thanks for reminding me, old horse. Do you, by any chance, know what I was going to say?"
"No, -young horse-, otherwise you wouldn't need to tell me anyway."
"Right you are there." Slang paused for a while. A clown is ordering us around. Reg thought. We are going to be the laughing stock of the world. "You think too loudly." Said Slang, he was still thinking himself it appeared. "I can't concentrate." Another pause. "That's it!" He exclaimed so suddenly that Reg nearly lost his footing and fell. Luckily, he didn't. "Will you bring me Kattestoet?"
"The muggle?" Reg asked incredulously. "Why do you want him?"
"Oh, you'll see, old horse, oh yes, yes, yes, you will!" Reg started to walk away. "That's a good boy." He shook his head, rolled his eyes and left to find the burly man that was Kattestoet.
***
Celestina was staying at the castle in separate rooms to Harry, just in case anyone's suspicions were raised.
Today, after Harry's appearance at breakfast, they were taking Elena to Diagon Alley to get her school things, and some things for Harry. Celestina might even find something for herself.
Celestina found Elena and a man, who she assumed was Harry, waiting just outside the Great Hall doors.
Celestina smiled fondly as Elena looked around her in awe. There was nothing like the beauty of Ea Terra, but this was a different sort of beauty. It was cobbled and there were a lot of interesting things in shops and out of shops.
"I take it you don't remember this from when you were little?" Harry asked Elena grinning at the face she was making.
"No," was her simple answer.
***
Kattestoet was the best of his kind. He was a fighter, and had been practising for years. He was one of the few muggles who had always known of magic, his younger brothers being wizards. However, he was a lot different to them, in built and personality.
Kattestoet had broad shoulders, almost inhumanly so, but the rest of his body was fairly well proportioned. He was a giant, and he didn't know where he got it. Both of his parents, and brothers were scrawny, whereas the muscles around his shoulders were swollen and bulgy, his calf muscles were about as thick as a small garbage bin, and he had deep-set eyes and a big forehead.
Despite his big size he was very silent and graceful in movement. And that was why he was here, of course. He had a way of blending in with the crowd, also, and was barely ever looked at sideways.
He towered over the witches and wizards in the street, and he had a good view of the people around. Turning out of Knockturn Alley Kattestoet grinned. Right on time. Celestina and Elena Potter were right there. But Harry Potter was nowhere to be seen.
***
Harry had turned around for a second to apologise to someone he had bumped into, and when he turned around Celestina and Elena were gone. What in hell? They wouldn't just walk off, surely. They knew it was dangerous with Harry and Dumbledore skulking around.
Panic rose in Harry as he started looking this way and that. He asked the people around him if they'd seen anything strange, or the two people he was looking for, and they just looked at him as though he was mad when he was describing them.
"Look mister," said a young lady around his own age, "come into my shop and we'll sit down and have a talk," she paused waiting for Harry to say something. He stared dumbly for a minute. She was very beautiful, she looked a lot like Celestina in the face, but her hair was blonde and she was big. Not fat, just big built. But she was proportioned perfectly. He shook his head.
"No. I'm sorry, I have to find them."
"No one saw anything, mister, you're worrying yourself. Just come with me and have a drink and they may come looking for you."
***
Elena was terrified. Very terrified. The only other time she had been this scared was when she was younger, and she only vaguely remembered it, when Harry had saved her the first time. She could remember the feeling a little, but as she tried to remember what happened it jumped out of reach of her memory, as soon as she'd get close to remembering it would go again and stay just out of reach, it was always like that, she mused.
"Heggun nada nin!" Mum was swearing at the large man in Negsh as he looked at the two, waiting for them to talk.
"What was that, woman?" asked the man, Kattestoet. Elena looked at him hatefully. And she vowed that one day she would get this man, if she lived through this. She shivered at the thought, she was too young to die.
"Eu mehon, 'Heggun nada nin!'," Mum repeated and I admired her bravery.
"Surely the wife of Harry Potter can speak English?" Kattestoet sneered. "Or are you too stupid?"
Elena's blood boiled. "Don't talk to my mother like that! She is a thousand times the person you are and she is also a bloody lot smarter, after all, you serve the two bastards who are going to kill you if you do something wrong."
"They wont kill me, I'm too important." Kattestoet said, but Elena could see that he hadn't thought of that before, and there was a brief flicker of fear in his eyes before it disappeared and he glared at her. He got up and strode towards her, she felt the fear rise in her again but was determined not to show it. He slapped her hard across the cheek and tears came to her eyes from the pain and the sting.
"Don't touch her, you devil!" Mum just about screamed. Elena didn't know where they were, and didn't know if there was anyone around that would be able to hear the screaming. She hoped so. But doubted it, even if they were close to a settlement it was unlikely that the building didn't have spells on it.
"Shut up," Kattestoet sneered. Mum did shut up. So did Elena. Kattestoet continued, "if you wont tell me where your father is," he was really close to Elena now, she could smell his foul breath and see the stubble on his chin, "I'll have to torture you, then kill you."
Elena was determined not to cry.
"You wont," she said bravely. "You'll be killed before you have a chance to lay a hand on me."
"Ah, but darling," he said kissing her on the lips, she felt like vomiting, "I have already laid a hand on you."
Just then she remembered her cheek and it started to sting again because she was thinking about it.
"You wont torture me." She had a strong urge to wipe her lips of his foul taste, but couldn't as she was attached to the chair with iron shackles on her arm, her neck, and her feet and thighs.
He moved closer to her again and mum yelled, "Stop it you foul creature! Don't touch her like that! She's too young, you befoul her and Harry will kill you in a dreadful way!"
"Ah, but I suppose he wont mind if I do anything to you. And your daughter can watch." His smile looked insane from Elena's view.
***
Celestina tensed as he moved towards her. Elena started to yell something, but Celestina was too scared to hear the words. She watched as if in slow motion he turned back to his daughter and silenced her with a slap to the face, and then pulled a rag from his pocket, blood covered, and tied it around her mouth.
Kattestoet moved forward and Celestina could see the maniacal gleam in his eyes. "Get away from me, and leave my daughter alone, you bastard." She spat on his eye. It didn't deter him.
"Ah, but it is either you, or sweet, innocent, young Elena." He whispered in her ear. "And," he added, "You will enjoy it." His face was twisted in a sick smile and Celestina stared at him. How could someone be so cruel?
***
Ok, I know that sounds like it's going to get a bit sick, but seriously, please keep reading! Anything could happen, you guys just don't know. Muahahaha! :P lol sorry bout that. Anyway, please read and review! Because otherwise I wont put out anymore chapters. Hehe tata.
The young man walked on and down to the Great Hall. His rooms were on the floor just above, so it didn't take long to get there, and he sat at the Head Table next to Sirius and Severus.
Harry noticed that some people looked at him, especially girls, and he waved and they would giggle and look away. The boys would just scoff and look away.
***
"REGNAK!" The old man got to the room with surprising speed and Slang smiled at his timing. "Ah, you're still as quick as you were in the days of your youth." He said, fondly.
"Uh... Slang? You didn't know me in my youth." Regnak pointed out grinning.
"That isn't the point now, is it?"
"Yes. It is, actually."
"Well, anyway. Reg, Reg, Reg." Slang shook his head. "Why does everyone buzz, like a bee, about last night?" He said with funny hand actions. One thing Regnak had noticed in the little time he'd known Slang was that he liked hand actions, and his were quite... eccentric.
"Because, I heard we were being nice." Reg smiled.
"Ah, yes, that would be it wouldn't it." Slang paused. He looked like he was about to say something and so Regnak waited. "Well, why are you still standing there staring at me expectantly? Do you want me to pat you on the back for being nice? Oh no, I think not."
Reg rolled his eyes and Slang glared at him. "Slang, you were going to say something."
"Oh yes, that's right. Thanks for reminding me, old horse. Do you, by any chance, know what I was going to say?"
"No, -young horse-, otherwise you wouldn't need to tell me anyway."
"Right you are there." Slang paused for a while. A clown is ordering us around. Reg thought. We are going to be the laughing stock of the world. "You think too loudly." Said Slang, he was still thinking himself it appeared. "I can't concentrate." Another pause. "That's it!" He exclaimed so suddenly that Reg nearly lost his footing and fell. Luckily, he didn't. "Will you bring me Kattestoet?"
"The muggle?" Reg asked incredulously. "Why do you want him?"
"Oh, you'll see, old horse, oh yes, yes, yes, you will!" Reg started to walk away. "That's a good boy." He shook his head, rolled his eyes and left to find the burly man that was Kattestoet.
***
Celestina was staying at the castle in separate rooms to Harry, just in case anyone's suspicions were raised.
Today, after Harry's appearance at breakfast, they were taking Elena to Diagon Alley to get her school things, and some things for Harry. Celestina might even find something for herself.
Celestina found Elena and a man, who she assumed was Harry, waiting just outside the Great Hall doors.
Celestina smiled fondly as Elena looked around her in awe. There was nothing like the beauty of Ea Terra, but this was a different sort of beauty. It was cobbled and there were a lot of interesting things in shops and out of shops.
"I take it you don't remember this from when you were little?" Harry asked Elena grinning at the face she was making.
"No," was her simple answer.
***
Kattestoet was the best of his kind. He was a fighter, and had been practising for years. He was one of the few muggles who had always known of magic, his younger brothers being wizards. However, he was a lot different to them, in built and personality.
Kattestoet had broad shoulders, almost inhumanly so, but the rest of his body was fairly well proportioned. He was a giant, and he didn't know where he got it. Both of his parents, and brothers were scrawny, whereas the muscles around his shoulders were swollen and bulgy, his calf muscles were about as thick as a small garbage bin, and he had deep-set eyes and a big forehead.
Despite his big size he was very silent and graceful in movement. And that was why he was here, of course. He had a way of blending in with the crowd, also, and was barely ever looked at sideways.
He towered over the witches and wizards in the street, and he had a good view of the people around. Turning out of Knockturn Alley Kattestoet grinned. Right on time. Celestina and Elena Potter were right there. But Harry Potter was nowhere to be seen.
***
Harry had turned around for a second to apologise to someone he had bumped into, and when he turned around Celestina and Elena were gone. What in hell? They wouldn't just walk off, surely. They knew it was dangerous with Harry and Dumbledore skulking around.
Panic rose in Harry as he started looking this way and that. He asked the people around him if they'd seen anything strange, or the two people he was looking for, and they just looked at him as though he was mad when he was describing them.
"Look mister," said a young lady around his own age, "come into my shop and we'll sit down and have a talk," she paused waiting for Harry to say something. He stared dumbly for a minute. She was very beautiful, she looked a lot like Celestina in the face, but her hair was blonde and she was big. Not fat, just big built. But she was proportioned perfectly. He shook his head.
"No. I'm sorry, I have to find them."
"No one saw anything, mister, you're worrying yourself. Just come with me and have a drink and they may come looking for you."
***
Elena was terrified. Very terrified. The only other time she had been this scared was when she was younger, and she only vaguely remembered it, when Harry had saved her the first time. She could remember the feeling a little, but as she tried to remember what happened it jumped out of reach of her memory, as soon as she'd get close to remembering it would go again and stay just out of reach, it was always like that, she mused.
"Heggun nada nin!" Mum was swearing at the large man in Negsh as he looked at the two, waiting for them to talk.
"What was that, woman?" asked the man, Kattestoet. Elena looked at him hatefully. And she vowed that one day she would get this man, if she lived through this. She shivered at the thought, she was too young to die.
"Eu mehon, 'Heggun nada nin!'," Mum repeated and I admired her bravery.
"Surely the wife of Harry Potter can speak English?" Kattestoet sneered. "Or are you too stupid?"
Elena's blood boiled. "Don't talk to my mother like that! She is a thousand times the person you are and she is also a bloody lot smarter, after all, you serve the two bastards who are going to kill you if you do something wrong."
"They wont kill me, I'm too important." Kattestoet said, but Elena could see that he hadn't thought of that before, and there was a brief flicker of fear in his eyes before it disappeared and he glared at her. He got up and strode towards her, she felt the fear rise in her again but was determined not to show it. He slapped her hard across the cheek and tears came to her eyes from the pain and the sting.
"Don't touch her, you devil!" Mum just about screamed. Elena didn't know where they were, and didn't know if there was anyone around that would be able to hear the screaming. She hoped so. But doubted it, even if they were close to a settlement it was unlikely that the building didn't have spells on it.
"Shut up," Kattestoet sneered. Mum did shut up. So did Elena. Kattestoet continued, "if you wont tell me where your father is," he was really close to Elena now, she could smell his foul breath and see the stubble on his chin, "I'll have to torture you, then kill you."
Elena was determined not to cry.
"You wont," she said bravely. "You'll be killed before you have a chance to lay a hand on me."
"Ah, but darling," he said kissing her on the lips, she felt like vomiting, "I have already laid a hand on you."
Just then she remembered her cheek and it started to sting again because she was thinking about it.
"You wont torture me." She had a strong urge to wipe her lips of his foul taste, but couldn't as she was attached to the chair with iron shackles on her arm, her neck, and her feet and thighs.
He moved closer to her again and mum yelled, "Stop it you foul creature! Don't touch her like that! She's too young, you befoul her and Harry will kill you in a dreadful way!"
"Ah, but I suppose he wont mind if I do anything to you. And your daughter can watch." His smile looked insane from Elena's view.
***
Celestina tensed as he moved towards her. Elena started to yell something, but Celestina was too scared to hear the words. She watched as if in slow motion he turned back to his daughter and silenced her with a slap to the face, and then pulled a rag from his pocket, blood covered, and tied it around her mouth.
Kattestoet moved forward and Celestina could see the maniacal gleam in his eyes. "Get away from me, and leave my daughter alone, you bastard." She spat on his eye. It didn't deter him.
"Ah, but it is either you, or sweet, innocent, young Elena." He whispered in her ear. "And," he added, "You will enjoy it." His face was twisted in a sick smile and Celestina stared at him. How could someone be so cruel?
***
Ok, I know that sounds like it's going to get a bit sick, but seriously, please keep reading! Anything could happen, you guys just don't know. Muahahaha! :P lol sorry bout that. Anyway, please read and review! Because otherwise I wont put out anymore chapters. Hehe tata.