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And now to the story. . .
THE OTHER SIDE
Morning.
TIB's finding out she's at Hogwarts.
TIB: How did I get here?
Dumby: Good morning, Ivy. Slept well?
TIB: What do you think?
Dumby: That it was great. So, have you thought about my offer?
TIB: I just woke up! When exactly had I had the TIME to think about it?
Dumby: During breakfast. (There is a table full of food beside her).
TIB: You are asking me to make the most important decision of my life in 10 minutes?
Dumby: Fine, so how much time do you need?
TIB: What about. . . never?
Dumby: This is not a game, Ivy. You were sworn to me, it's that simple. Now you have only 2 choices- either to respect your oath or to die.
TIB: Gee, that's a lot of options. Each one is better than the other.
Dumby: You have until tomorrow.
With these words, he's leaving the room.
TIB: Oh, great. Now what I'm supposed to do?
Shpulolaiga (house elf) : Eat.
TIB: Not in the mood.
Shpulolaiga: Shame (doing tut-tut toward the food), good food go wasted.
TIB: you can have it if you want.
Shpulolaiga: Really??? Thank you soo much! I can't believe you are the one Master said that.
TIB: Said what?
Shpulolaiga: Bad, Shpulolaiga, Bad! (Knocking his head in the wall).
TIB: Please, don't do that!
Shpulolaiga: You're so kind to poor Shpulolaiga.
TIB: O.K., knock it off. What did he say?
Shpulolaiga: But I caaaaaaan't!! (Whining).
TIB: I promise I won't tell anybody.
Shpulolaiga: Oh, alright then.only because you were so nice, and compassionate and charming and.
TIB: Fine, fine. I'm Miss Universe. What did he say?
Shpulolaiga: He.He.He said.that you have killed Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's father.
TIB: (Opens mouth, saying nothing. Got the picture!)
Shpulolaiga: I never should have told you! What will happen to me now? (Etc.)
TIB (Thinking): I killed a man! And not just a man- my true love's father. (Who by the way betrayed me). He will never forgive me. I'll never forgive myself! So, where would I go now? I can't go to my forest and just wave my wand and forget (but that doesn't mean I don't want to). And I can't go back to my love. And Dumbledore.I wouldn't even DREAM to consider HIS offer, But what if it's true? What if I REALLY am at his side? I don't want to die although I'm sure he won't do it. But you can't know anything about this man. What the hell I'm going to do?
Shpulolaiga: Don't you worry, pretty miss, I'll help you.
TIB: And how exactly you are going to do that? (Doubtfully)
Shpulolaiga: I have contacts (really proud at himself, the little thing. . .)
TIB: I have contacts TOO, and from experience- they don't help.
Shpulolaiga: (sad face) But I want to help
TIB: yeah, well, you can't!
Shpulolaiga: But I can help! I can bring you another breakfast!
TIB: Not really hungry, but if it shuts you up. . . on another consideration , are you bringing Dumbledore food? (Dangerous spark in her eyes.)
Shpulolaiga: Well. . . I'm just a house elf here; the kitchen elves are the one who are responsible for the food.
TIB: Well, thanks for trying.
Shpulolaiga leaves.
EVENING
Dumby: So, have you decided?
TIB: That's it? No hello's, hi's or even hurray or something?
Dumby: Yes, that's it. What have you decided?
TIB: Hmmmm. . . . .. . . . .. . . . .. . .. . .. . . . . .
Dumby: (yelling) CAN'T YOU JUST DECIDE??? (Plucking hair)
TIB: Really, as in facts of life, aren't you supposed to be bald? I mean, really really bald? As in no- hair- left bald?
Dumby: I'm not that old. Just. . .. 150 years old. Perfectly normal age. My great- grandfather, now he lived until the revolution of. . .
TIB: please, spare me the history.
Dumby: oh, ok. Where were we? (Taking angry position again) What have you decided?
TIB: What about . . . whatever.
Dumby: (hoping) As a YES whatever?
TIB: As. . . Whatever! Come on, don't tell me you don't know the meaning of the word "whatever"! You are the principle of a school! Or something like that. . ..
Dumby: Spare me, what have you decided? And no playing, please.
TIB: Tell me again what I will possibly gain from being at your side?
Dumby: are you stalling?
TIB: No, pure curiosity, honest!
Dumby: if it's that way. . . well . .. The ultimate balance between death and life, gaining knowledge beyond your wildest dreams. . . And of course, a chance to be with your family.
T: it doesn't include Potter for any chance, right?
D: (mumbling something that can be consider as No or Yes, depends how good is your hearing)
T: (seeing that it isn't leading anywhere) never mind.
D: Exactly, got any more questions?
TIB: What do I have to do as. . .in. . .your side?
**** ( Dumby: Nothing.
TIB: Then what's the point of being at your side?
Dumby: There isn't any.
TIB: So I can just run away and be with my love forever.
Dumby: Sure, why not? It'll be good for the rating.
And now in the 'real' life.)****
Dumby: You have to obey me.
TIB: 'Obey me'? That's the best you came up with? What am I, a schoolgirl who has to raise her hand to go to the bathroom?
Dumby: So, em. . . .just do what I'll say and that's it?
TIB: And if you'll tell me to jump off a bridge?
Dumby: Then you'll do it.
TIB: (Dramatically crying) I thought you were my dad!
Dumby: I am your da. . . .father.
TIB: Which father will want his daughter to jump from a bridge?
Dumby: I didn't. . . I. . .
TIB: Zip it!
Dumby: My. . . .Store's open (in his pants, for those who hadn't understood)?
TIB: No. Your mouth.
Dumby: So, you still didn't answer me.
TIB: Didn't you mention something about me always being on your side?
Dumby: Em. . . .Yes, so?
TIB: So here's your answer.
Dumby: I'm glad you have made the right choice. Wait for instructions.
TIB: That's' it? No balloons? No party until the morning? Nothing?
Dumby: (Scornfully) You'll get your BALLOONS in your joining ceremony.
TIB: (Sarcastically) I'll be waiting anxiously for this.
Dumby: Good night.
The light is closed magically.
(Meanwhile, at Voldi's place)
Tonks: (To Voldi, obviously) Hello The -One -Who -Stands -Near- The - Door - Now - And - Looks - Very- Miserable.
Voldi: Also known as THE Lord Voldemort. Pleasure.
Tonks: I'm Tonks.
Voldi: Yeah, Yeah, I know. Dumbledore's nosy, right?
Tonks: (Regretfully) Yes.
Voldi: Yeah?
Tonks: I came to see you.
Voldi: Now you saw me. I'll send you a post card. Piss off.
Tonks: I came to talk.
Voldi: You talked, end of show.
Tonks: But it's really really important. Hear me out.
Voldi: Fine. Find yourself an air bag .
Tonks: (hesitating) Is the purple one ok?
(Voldi gives her a dark look but doing a "whatever" wave).
Tonks: I'll pick the green one.
Voldi: (Gurgling)
Tonks: Yeah. . . em. . . I came to apologize.
Voldi: What?
Tonks: I did something wrong to you. Terribly wrong.
Also, we would like to take a minute break to say another HUGE thanks to Kerry Leprechaun, our Beta. Thanks!
And now to the story. . .
THE OTHER SIDE
Morning.
TIB's finding out she's at Hogwarts.
TIB: How did I get here?
Dumby: Good morning, Ivy. Slept well?
TIB: What do you think?
Dumby: That it was great. So, have you thought about my offer?
TIB: I just woke up! When exactly had I had the TIME to think about it?
Dumby: During breakfast. (There is a table full of food beside her).
TIB: You are asking me to make the most important decision of my life in 10 minutes?
Dumby: Fine, so how much time do you need?
TIB: What about. . . never?
Dumby: This is not a game, Ivy. You were sworn to me, it's that simple. Now you have only 2 choices- either to respect your oath or to die.
TIB: Gee, that's a lot of options. Each one is better than the other.
Dumby: You have until tomorrow.
With these words, he's leaving the room.
TIB: Oh, great. Now what I'm supposed to do?
Shpulolaiga (house elf) : Eat.
TIB: Not in the mood.
Shpulolaiga: Shame (doing tut-tut toward the food), good food go wasted.
TIB: you can have it if you want.
Shpulolaiga: Really??? Thank you soo much! I can't believe you are the one Master said that.
TIB: Said what?
Shpulolaiga: Bad, Shpulolaiga, Bad! (Knocking his head in the wall).
TIB: Please, don't do that!
Shpulolaiga: You're so kind to poor Shpulolaiga.
TIB: O.K., knock it off. What did he say?
Shpulolaiga: But I caaaaaaan't!! (Whining).
TIB: I promise I won't tell anybody.
Shpulolaiga: Oh, alright then.only because you were so nice, and compassionate and charming and.
TIB: Fine, fine. I'm Miss Universe. What did he say?
Shpulolaiga: He.He.He said.that you have killed Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's father.
TIB: (Opens mouth, saying nothing. Got the picture!)
Shpulolaiga: I never should have told you! What will happen to me now? (Etc.)
TIB (Thinking): I killed a man! And not just a man- my true love's father. (Who by the way betrayed me). He will never forgive me. I'll never forgive myself! So, where would I go now? I can't go to my forest and just wave my wand and forget (but that doesn't mean I don't want to). And I can't go back to my love. And Dumbledore.I wouldn't even DREAM to consider HIS offer, But what if it's true? What if I REALLY am at his side? I don't want to die although I'm sure he won't do it. But you can't know anything about this man. What the hell I'm going to do?
Shpulolaiga: Don't you worry, pretty miss, I'll help you.
TIB: And how exactly you are going to do that? (Doubtfully)
Shpulolaiga: I have contacts (really proud at himself, the little thing. . .)
TIB: I have contacts TOO, and from experience- they don't help.
Shpulolaiga: (sad face) But I want to help
TIB: yeah, well, you can't!
Shpulolaiga: But I can help! I can bring you another breakfast!
TIB: Not really hungry, but if it shuts you up. . . on another consideration , are you bringing Dumbledore food? (Dangerous spark in her eyes.)
Shpulolaiga: Well. . . I'm just a house elf here; the kitchen elves are the one who are responsible for the food.
TIB: Well, thanks for trying.
Shpulolaiga leaves.
EVENING
Dumby: So, have you decided?
TIB: That's it? No hello's, hi's or even hurray or something?
Dumby: Yes, that's it. What have you decided?
TIB: Hmmmm. . . . .. . . . .. . . . .. . .. . .. . . . . .
Dumby: (yelling) CAN'T YOU JUST DECIDE??? (Plucking hair)
TIB: Really, as in facts of life, aren't you supposed to be bald? I mean, really really bald? As in no- hair- left bald?
Dumby: I'm not that old. Just. . .. 150 years old. Perfectly normal age. My great- grandfather, now he lived until the revolution of. . .
TIB: please, spare me the history.
Dumby: oh, ok. Where were we? (Taking angry position again) What have you decided?
TIB: What about . . . whatever.
Dumby: (hoping) As a YES whatever?
TIB: As. . . Whatever! Come on, don't tell me you don't know the meaning of the word "whatever"! You are the principle of a school! Or something like that. . ..
Dumby: Spare me, what have you decided? And no playing, please.
TIB: Tell me again what I will possibly gain from being at your side?
Dumby: are you stalling?
TIB: No, pure curiosity, honest!
Dumby: if it's that way. . . well . .. The ultimate balance between death and life, gaining knowledge beyond your wildest dreams. . . And of course, a chance to be with your family.
T: it doesn't include Potter for any chance, right?
D: (mumbling something that can be consider as No or Yes, depends how good is your hearing)
T: (seeing that it isn't leading anywhere) never mind.
D: Exactly, got any more questions?
TIB: What do I have to do as. . .in. . .your side?
**** ( Dumby: Nothing.
TIB: Then what's the point of being at your side?
Dumby: There isn't any.
TIB: So I can just run away and be with my love forever.
Dumby: Sure, why not? It'll be good for the rating.
And now in the 'real' life.)****
Dumby: You have to obey me.
TIB: 'Obey me'? That's the best you came up with? What am I, a schoolgirl who has to raise her hand to go to the bathroom?
Dumby: So, em. . . .just do what I'll say and that's it?
TIB: And if you'll tell me to jump off a bridge?
Dumby: Then you'll do it.
TIB: (Dramatically crying) I thought you were my dad!
Dumby: I am your da. . . .father.
TIB: Which father will want his daughter to jump from a bridge?
Dumby: I didn't. . . I. . .
TIB: Zip it!
Dumby: My. . . .Store's open (in his pants, for those who hadn't understood)?
TIB: No. Your mouth.
Dumby: So, you still didn't answer me.
TIB: Didn't you mention something about me always being on your side?
Dumby: Em. . . .Yes, so?
TIB: So here's your answer.
Dumby: I'm glad you have made the right choice. Wait for instructions.
TIB: That's' it? No balloons? No party until the morning? Nothing?
Dumby: (Scornfully) You'll get your BALLOONS in your joining ceremony.
TIB: (Sarcastically) I'll be waiting anxiously for this.
Dumby: Good night.
The light is closed magically.
(Meanwhile, at Voldi's place)
Tonks: (To Voldi, obviously) Hello The -One -Who -Stands -Near- The - Door - Now - And - Looks - Very- Miserable.
Voldi: Also known as THE Lord Voldemort. Pleasure.
Tonks: I'm Tonks.
Voldi: Yeah, Yeah, I know. Dumbledore's nosy, right?
Tonks: (Regretfully) Yes.
Voldi: Yeah?
Tonks: I came to see you.
Voldi: Now you saw me. I'll send you a post card. Piss off.
Tonks: I came to talk.
Voldi: You talked, end of show.
Tonks: But it's really really important. Hear me out.
Voldi: Fine. Find yourself an air bag .
Tonks: (hesitating) Is the purple one ok?
(Voldi gives her a dark look but doing a "whatever" wave).
Tonks: I'll pick the green one.
Voldi: (Gurgling)
Tonks: Yeah. . . em. . . I came to apologize.
Voldi: What?
Tonks: I did something wrong to you. Terribly wrong.