Silver Angel: Hello anyone who is reading this! I know I put the next
chapter up really soon, but I just couldn't help myself. Oh, and Kudos to
anyone who can see my subtle (yeah right) hint about what is happening to
TK! Review please!
Chapter 1: Wizards Soul
Harry woke up with a small cry, clutching at the lighting shaped scar on his forehead with fingers that twitched spasmodically. His slender form was wracked with uncontrollable shudders, and he gasped for breath, setting his head down on to his knees with a quiet moan.
His dreams had started out normal enough - for him that is. It was just the average overdone nightmares that he had been having all summer since Cedric's death at the end of his fourth year at Hogwarts. Soon after they began, some part of his mind had told him that they were not normal however.
The dream had begun with him and Cedric grasping the port key together and appearing right in the midst of a large group of Death Eaters. It was then, just as he was about to be captured by Voldemort, that everything had - blurred.
For a moment, strange images of creatures he hadn't seen in any of his books played themselves through his head. A small orange creature with ears that were being used as wings, a pink bird the size of a cat. As fast as the images appeared and moved through their designated paces, they rewound and replayed themselves, each time appearing as if someone had cast a different illusion spell on them, and fouled them all up. They went form too fuzzy to see details; covered with black like silhouettes, to appearing to dissolve into thousands of tiny particles.
Finally, they had righted themselves, and he found himself standing on top of a strange mountain, holding a tiny glowing device, which could have been one of Dudley's new computer toys, in his hands, and looking up while an angel fought a demon. The angel appeared to win, but both began to dissolve just as the final blast was thrown.
It was at that point, that he had been flung back into his dream of Voldemort, only this time, he had seen a strange symbol flowing golden in the air, just before waking up.
"I wonder why it was different this time," he muttered quietly to himself, so as not to wake his Uncle Vernon. "Maybe I can owl Hermione and ask if she knows anything about that symbol. . ."
TK groaned and rolled over in his bed as his alarm clock went off. Keeping his head buried under a pillow, one groping hand made its way out from under the covers to slam down on the infernal machine and shut it off.
'Silence; blessed silence,' he thought. 'Maybe if I', lucky, Mom will have forgotten about me, and I'll get to sleep a few more minutes. When no words were immediately forthcoming, he sighed in relief and piled the blanket higher on himself and over his head, blocking out the morning sunlight. He was just about to fall back asleep, when what he had dreaded occurred.
"Takeru!" his mother called. "Hurry up and get out of bed young man, or you'll be late for school!" The sounds of dishes clattering, and the smell of bacon frying dragged him partially out of his slumber.
TK sighed and pushed the warm blankets off. "School. who needs it." he mumbled, still trying to shake away the cotton balls which seemed to have taken up residence in his mind. 'I really need to do something about these nightmares.' He thought.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he dug blindly through the mess in his closet, searching for his had. 'Now where could I have put it if it's not in my closet,' he wondered. Stifling a yawn, he stumbled blearily back to his bed, intending to search under it. His eyes widened briefly when he saw it sitting on top of his pillow.
'Wow' he thought. 'I must have been more tired than I realized if I missed that. Glancing up at the alarm clock, he shook off the remains of sleep and nearly swore. He was going to be late!
Silver Angel: Well, another short chapter. I could have waited and made it longer, but I thought this was enough, and I couldn't help myself. Please review everyone! ^_^
Chapter 1: Wizards Soul
Harry woke up with a small cry, clutching at the lighting shaped scar on his forehead with fingers that twitched spasmodically. His slender form was wracked with uncontrollable shudders, and he gasped for breath, setting his head down on to his knees with a quiet moan.
His dreams had started out normal enough - for him that is. It was just the average overdone nightmares that he had been having all summer since Cedric's death at the end of his fourth year at Hogwarts. Soon after they began, some part of his mind had told him that they were not normal however.
The dream had begun with him and Cedric grasping the port key together and appearing right in the midst of a large group of Death Eaters. It was then, just as he was about to be captured by Voldemort, that everything had - blurred.
For a moment, strange images of creatures he hadn't seen in any of his books played themselves through his head. A small orange creature with ears that were being used as wings, a pink bird the size of a cat. As fast as the images appeared and moved through their designated paces, they rewound and replayed themselves, each time appearing as if someone had cast a different illusion spell on them, and fouled them all up. They went form too fuzzy to see details; covered with black like silhouettes, to appearing to dissolve into thousands of tiny particles.
Finally, they had righted themselves, and he found himself standing on top of a strange mountain, holding a tiny glowing device, which could have been one of Dudley's new computer toys, in his hands, and looking up while an angel fought a demon. The angel appeared to win, but both began to dissolve just as the final blast was thrown.
It was at that point, that he had been flung back into his dream of Voldemort, only this time, he had seen a strange symbol flowing golden in the air, just before waking up.
"I wonder why it was different this time," he muttered quietly to himself, so as not to wake his Uncle Vernon. "Maybe I can owl Hermione and ask if she knows anything about that symbol. . ."
TK groaned and rolled over in his bed as his alarm clock went off. Keeping his head buried under a pillow, one groping hand made its way out from under the covers to slam down on the infernal machine and shut it off.
'Silence; blessed silence,' he thought. 'Maybe if I', lucky, Mom will have forgotten about me, and I'll get to sleep a few more minutes. When no words were immediately forthcoming, he sighed in relief and piled the blanket higher on himself and over his head, blocking out the morning sunlight. He was just about to fall back asleep, when what he had dreaded occurred.
"Takeru!" his mother called. "Hurry up and get out of bed young man, or you'll be late for school!" The sounds of dishes clattering, and the smell of bacon frying dragged him partially out of his slumber.
TK sighed and pushed the warm blankets off. "School. who needs it." he mumbled, still trying to shake away the cotton balls which seemed to have taken up residence in his mind. 'I really need to do something about these nightmares.' He thought.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he dug blindly through the mess in his closet, searching for his had. 'Now where could I have put it if it's not in my closet,' he wondered. Stifling a yawn, he stumbled blearily back to his bed, intending to search under it. His eyes widened briefly when he saw it sitting on top of his pillow.
'Wow' he thought. 'I must have been more tired than I realized if I missed that. Glancing up at the alarm clock, he shook off the remains of sleep and nearly swore. He was going to be late!
Silver Angel: Well, another short chapter. I could have waited and made it longer, but I thought this was enough, and I couldn't help myself. Please review everyone! ^_^