this is my first Harry Potter fic, so i hope it goes well with you readers out there
before i forget, this does have a little crossover with tenchi muyo in it, but if i
dont get enough reviews and dont continue i wont even get to that part.
disclaimer: i do not own anything except what is mine.
it is based on the fifth book. so if you have not read it, go now, since some parts i'm
skipping to save time since you should already know what has happened.
this starts when fred and george apparated into the room where harry had been yelling at ron and hermione.
Chapter 1: The Voice of Number 12, Grimmauld Place
"Hello Harry!" George greeted him.
"We thought we heard hostile voices." said Fred. The door opened and the youngest Weasley stepped in and Harry made his way to the door.
"Where are you going Harry?" Hermione asked him, but he was already out the door.
'WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!' He mentally yelled at himself. The house seemed uninhabitable. He walked through the hall, turned, entered another hall, then opened the door that seemed to have the least dirt on it, and closed it behind him.
The red paint on the walls was old and peeling, the violet drapes were old as well and had had pieces ripped off, apparently by cats. One side, there was a large bookcase with many books on magic. Next to the bookcase was a desk and chair with a piece of parchment and an open book on potions.
He walked over to the other side of the room, which the wall was covered in tapestries. There was a noise coming from the wall. Harry pressed his ear against the tapestries to hear better.
'Who..who is that??' he thought, forgetting his anger toward his two best friends as he heard her. What he heard was a girl singing. Her voice was deeper than most girls', but still beautiful and nonchalant.
"now i will tell you what i've done for you
50 thousand tears i've cried
screaming deceiving and bleeding for you
and you still won't hear me
don't want your hand this time i'll save myself
maybe i'll wake up for once
not tormented daily defeated by you
just when i thought i'd reached the bottom
i'm dying again" Harry just stayed there, listening, forgetting all of his problems.. "i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
i'm going under
blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so i don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so i can't trust myself anymore
i'm dying again
i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
so go on and scream
scream at me i'm so far away
i won't be broken again
i've got to breathe i can't keep going under" She paused for a bit and Harry pulled himself away as she started to sing again.
Harry left the room doing his best to remember how to get to the room, for he did want to return to hear her again.
He made his way to the kitchen, where he found the seven Weasleys, Hermione, Tonks, Mundungus, and his godfather, Sirius.
On the day of his hearing, a witch with silver-blue hair down to her waist and blue-green eyes, had winked at Harry and stopped to talk to Kingsley.
Harry made sure that he visited the peeling red room everyday to hear her sing. The only times he wasn't in the room was when he was eating, sleeping, or cleaning. There was a new song every week. The second week he was there, it was--"All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and
Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine
happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like
they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby... And she had no fear
And she ran to him... Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodbye
She had become like they are
She had taken his hand
She had become like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper".
The next week was-- "Gone away
Who knows where you been
You take all your lies
And wish them all away
I somehow doubt
We'll ever be the same
There's too much poison
And confusion on your face
Can you feel it
I didn't mean it
Can I see you
What are we doin'
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin' nothin' you don't know
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Take you time
Move yourself to me
Yeah I can take you lies
Until you fall away
You know I'm lost
Hiding in your bed
No I don't think it's wrong
It's just gone to my head
Can you feel it
I didn't mean it
Can I see you
What are we doin'
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin' nothin' you don't know
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hey whatcha do to me
Would you come back to me
Yeah I can't do another day
I'm not certain of it anyway
I'm not messin' with another life
Can I get on without you
Tell me lies
That you
Know I need
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hold on dreamaway
Hold on dreamaway".
On September first, Harry woke up early to listen to the girl one last time before he left. As he walked to the room, he did his best to make no noise.
He got there, closed the door behind him, and again placed his ear against the tapestries. Nothing. She wasn't singing.
Ron woke up and looked over to Harry's bed. He quickly got dressed and went to the kitchen, then went straight back up to Hermione's room.
"Hermione! Hermione! Wake up! Harry's gone!" He blurted out in one breath.
"Settle down Ron. He probably went to breakfast early." Hermione yawned.
"Then how come when I went down to the kitchen, expecting to see him there, my mum told me to go wake him up?!"
Harry was about to pull away when he heard it. The lyrics weren't like the usual lyrics, and she wasn't singing as she usually did. She was creating the lyrics as she went.
"They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried
In their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes" Harry was now listening so intently he couldn't hear the others calling his name. "Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn
Have yet to spring open" The door opened. "Once was a magical place
Over time it was lost
Price increased the cost
Now the fortune of the kingdom
Is locked up in its dungeon vaults
The castle floor ties in traps
With coiled wires set back--" she stopped abruptly and Harry turned to see his godfather standing next to him looking worried.
"So this is where you've been most of the time," Sirius said. "Everyone is looking for you. We better get back before Molly decides to scalp me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ahh... first chapter done. short, but done.
song lyrics- "Going Under" ~Evanescence, "Don't Fear the Reaper" ~Blue Oyster Cult, "Hate This Place" ~Goo Goo Dolls, "Tragic Kingdom" ~No Doubt
everyone please review!! even if it's blank, it doesnt matter! without at least 10 reviews, i won't continue writing and posting chapters up. Flames count.
here's a taste of what's to come if you review---
Chapter 2: Beauty and the Beast
~
Hermione sat down raising her hand again, red in the face in anger. The girl from the train quietly raised her hand.
Professor Umbridge looked over at her. "And your name?"
The girl stood up. "Karina Hart-Black."
~
Remember: Reviewing gives the writer a reason to write
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l
v
before i forget, this does have a little crossover with tenchi muyo in it, but if i
dont get enough reviews and dont continue i wont even get to that part.
disclaimer: i do not own anything except what is mine.
it is based on the fifth book. so if you have not read it, go now, since some parts i'm
skipping to save time since you should already know what has happened.
this starts when fred and george apparated into the room where harry had been yelling at ron and hermione.
Chapter 1: The Voice of Number 12, Grimmauld Place
"Hello Harry!" George greeted him.
"We thought we heard hostile voices." said Fred. The door opened and the youngest Weasley stepped in and Harry made his way to the door.
"Where are you going Harry?" Hermione asked him, but he was already out the door.
'WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?!?!' He mentally yelled at himself. The house seemed uninhabitable. He walked through the hall, turned, entered another hall, then opened the door that seemed to have the least dirt on it, and closed it behind him.
The red paint on the walls was old and peeling, the violet drapes were old as well and had had pieces ripped off, apparently by cats. One side, there was a large bookcase with many books on magic. Next to the bookcase was a desk and chair with a piece of parchment and an open book on potions.
He walked over to the other side of the room, which the wall was covered in tapestries. There was a noise coming from the wall. Harry pressed his ear against the tapestries to hear better.
'Who..who is that??' he thought, forgetting his anger toward his two best friends as he heard her. What he heard was a girl singing. Her voice was deeper than most girls', but still beautiful and nonchalant.
"now i will tell you what i've done for you
50 thousand tears i've cried
screaming deceiving and bleeding for you
and you still won't hear me
don't want your hand this time i'll save myself
maybe i'll wake up for once
not tormented daily defeated by you
just when i thought i'd reached the bottom
i'm dying again" Harry just stayed there, listening, forgetting all of his problems.. "i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
i'm going under
blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so i don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so i can't trust myself anymore
i'm dying again
i'm going under
drowning in you
i'm falling forever
i've got to break through
so go on and scream
scream at me i'm so far away
i won't be broken again
i've got to breathe i can't keep going under" She paused for a bit and Harry pulled himself away as she started to sing again.
Harry left the room doing his best to remember how to get to the room, for he did want to return to hear her again.
He made his way to the kitchen, where he found the seven Weasleys, Hermione, Tonks, Mundungus, and his godfather, Sirius.
On the day of his hearing, a witch with silver-blue hair down to her waist and blue-green eyes, had winked at Harry and stopped to talk to Kingsley.
Harry made sure that he visited the peeling red room everyday to hear her sing. The only times he wasn't in the room was when he was eating, sleeping, or cleaning. There was a new song every week. The second week he was there, it was--"All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and
Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine
happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like
they are
Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby... And she had no fear
And she ran to him... Then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodbye
She had become like they are
She had taken his hand
She had become like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper".
The next week was-- "Gone away
Who knows where you been
You take all your lies
And wish them all away
I somehow doubt
We'll ever be the same
There's too much poison
And confusion on your face
Can you feel it
I didn't mean it
Can I see you
What are we doin'
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin' nothin' you don't know
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Take you time
Move yourself to me
Yeah I can take you lies
Until you fall away
You know I'm lost
Hiding in your bed
No I don't think it's wrong
It's just gone to my head
Can you feel it
I didn't mean it
Can I see you
What are we doin'
I think I love you
But I ain't sayin' nothin' you don't know
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hey whatcha do to me
Would you come back to me
Yeah I can't do another day
I'm not certain of it anyway
I'm not messin' with another life
Can I get on without you
Tell me lies
That you
Know I need
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hold on dreamaway
You're my sweet charade
Hold on dreamaway
Hold on dreamaway".
On September first, Harry woke up early to listen to the girl one last time before he left. As he walked to the room, he did his best to make no noise.
He got there, closed the door behind him, and again placed his ear against the tapestries. Nothing. She wasn't singing.
Ron woke up and looked over to Harry's bed. He quickly got dressed and went to the kitchen, then went straight back up to Hermione's room.
"Hermione! Hermione! Wake up! Harry's gone!" He blurted out in one breath.
"Settle down Ron. He probably went to breakfast early." Hermione yawned.
"Then how come when I went down to the kitchen, expecting to see him there, my mum told me to go wake him up?!"
Harry was about to pull away when he heard it. The lyrics weren't like the usual lyrics, and she wasn't singing as she usually did. She was creating the lyrics as she went.
"They pay homage to a king
Whose dreams are buried
In their minds
His tears are frozen stiff
Icicles drip from his eyes" Harry was now listening so intently he couldn't hear the others calling his name. "Welcome to the tragic kingdom
Cornfields of popcorn
Have yet to spring open" The door opened. "Once was a magical place
Over time it was lost
Price increased the cost
Now the fortune of the kingdom
Is locked up in its dungeon vaults
The castle floor ties in traps
With coiled wires set back--" she stopped abruptly and Harry turned to see his godfather standing next to him looking worried.
"So this is where you've been most of the time," Sirius said. "Everyone is looking for you. We better get back before Molly decides to scalp me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ahh... first chapter done. short, but done.
song lyrics- "Going Under" ~Evanescence, "Don't Fear the Reaper" ~Blue Oyster Cult, "Hate This Place" ~Goo Goo Dolls, "Tragic Kingdom" ~No Doubt
everyone please review!! even if it's blank, it doesnt matter! without at least 10 reviews, i won't continue writing and posting chapters up. Flames count.
here's a taste of what's to come if you review---
Chapter 2: Beauty and the Beast
~
Hermione sat down raising her hand again, red in the face in anger. The girl from the train quietly raised her hand.
Professor Umbridge looked over at her. "And your name?"
The girl stood up. "Karina Hart-Black."
~
Remember: Reviewing gives the writer a reason to write
l
l
v