Wow! Even more reviews! Thanks:
Anonymous: Thanks for the review! With Harry's fire, in the first chapter Rosie mentioned that he could control one element. He can control and create fire, Rosie is a water elemental, hope that clears that up. Thanks for you're advice on rushing through it, I'll try and slow down a bit and go into more detail in the future chapters. The armour that Harry has is just a random little thing I wanted to add. It just appears on him for battle and when he needs it most, and it's just indestructible metal. It's not like normal armour; really, it's more like an extra layer of skin. An extra layer of... metal skin. As for the question wondering whether Harry's getting more animals, he has the snake and Hedwig, but technically the tiger isn't actually his pet... yet... For the question about the weapons, Harry is a shape shifter, meaning he can make turn his hands, fingers, and stuff into weapons, and that is a great idea about separating the weapon from his body! So, yes, he is able to detach the weapon from his body and then instantly re-growing in its place, thanks! Oh and for the thing about me going into more detail of that week in Rosie's room, I'll do some flashbacks or something later in the story so you can get to see a bit of what happened that week. And don't worry about giving loads of ideas and suggestions, I like it! Thanks again for the review.
Melwasul: Thanks a lot for the review. I'll try and slow down a bit and give more details. I'm glad you like the story!
Mikito: Thanks for the review! I'm really glad you like the story so far, and I'll try and get this chapter up pretty quickly.
eriee: Thanks again for another review! Glad you like it.
mundu: I'm glad you think my story is interesting! Thanks for the review!
goombahann: ... right... you do realise all you said was 'yah!!' ... Oh well! Hope you like the story, thanks for the review!
jeangab057: Thanks loads for the review!
Right! Here we go!
Chapter Seven:
Rosie and Harry appeared down a dark narrow alley way, just off from the Hog's Head.
Harry suddenly looked down at his clothes, and raised his eyebrow at Rosie. Rosie blushed.
"Well, all heroes have costumes, don't they?" She said defensively.
"You're a bit revealing, aren't you?"
Rosie was wearing a tiny dark blue mini skirt, with a silver belt. Very little leg was showing, however, as she had thigh high boots, also dark blue. She had silver metal wrist-guards, reaching up to her elbows, each with a sapphire embedded onto the back of her hand. On top she was wearing a dark blue boob tube, also with a sapphire embedded into the centre of her chest.
"Not exactly appropriate for battle, is it, Nightmare?"
She merely grinned at him. "Is this better?" she asked, waving her hand, and a dark blue velvet cloak with a hood appeared on her shoulders.
Harry shook his head in exasperation.
"Oh come on! If we're going to introduce ourselves we at least have to make a good impression!" she cried.
She gave him a toothy grin, showing off sharp pointy canines. She still had her long blonde hair, and, like Harry, had a tattoo of a black star on her forehead. Her eyes were much like Harry's, with no pupils and no iris, but instead of glowing white; they were a glowing, midnight blue.
Harry rolled his eyes and looked down at himself. He had rather menacing black boots, and the rest of his body was coated in his indestructible armour, fitting on him like an extra layer of metal skin. He had a black velvet cloak with a hood, and he had a black leather belt around his waist, with a dagger resting peacefully at his side. Harry knew that the disguising charm to hide his sharp teeth and white eyes was no longer in place.
Harry put his hood on. "We going, or are we going to floo the daily prophet to come and take pictures of you're lovely ensemble?" he said in a deep, smooth voice.
Nightmare seemed taken aback for a brief second about his voice, but then shook it off and smiled at him.
"Ready when you are, Mr. Mysterious!" she cried.
Nightmare, like Harry, put her hood up. It was eerie, to say the least. The hood cast eerie shadows over her face, making it barely impossible to see anything apart from the bottom half of her face. But her eyes stood out among the darkness, an eternal glow emitting from them.
"Lets go!" she cried, and they left the alley.
It was deadly quiet. There was at least fifty Death Eaters standing in the street, awaiting command from the captain.
# What do we do? # Harry asked Nightmare mentally.
Kill them, stated Nightmare grimly.
Harry stared at her in horror.
Oh, don't be such a coward. If we don't, then the Aurors will catch them, and then they'll escape. This war will go no where if we don't just kill the bloody bastards!
# But... we can't kill all of them... I mean... there's about fifty of them, and two of us- #
Shadow! They are wizards! Mortals! Humans! As much as you want to deny it, humans do not have pointy teeth and wings! She yelled in his head furiously.
We are not human! We are not wizards! We are not mortals! Harry, the killing curse cannot kill us... It is possible for us to pass on eventually, but it's bloody difficult, and it's going to need more than a sword through the heart to bring us down! Yes! We may give up on life eventually... but in the meantime, we classify as immortals!
Harry was silent for a moment.
# Shit. #
We can do more than them... much more. They need wands. They are weak. Killing is not that difficult...
She drew in a shaky breath.
To take my mind off the fact that I'm ending lives, I just think about the fact that their... kinda just passing on to another realm. Which, technically, they are.
Harry nodded.
"Let's go,"
Harry disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
"Hello, boys..."
The Death Eaters spun around. A young one scrambled for his wand.
"S-Shit! Where t-the hell did you come from!" He held the wand shakily in his left wand. Shadow stepped forward, grabbed the wand from his outstretched hand and snapped it clean in half.
"Smith, you fool!" roared another voice. It was more commanding, confident... cocky...
And Harry really hated cocky people.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He roared. The curse merely bounced off Harry's chest.
"How sweet..." Shadow said in a deadly voice. "The little Death Muncher is sending pretty green lights at me!"
With a scream of rage the Death Eater threw his wand on the ground and lunged at Harry.
"You filthy piece of dirt! I bet you're a good for nothing weak wizard who cant even perform an unforgivable!"
Weak...
That puny Death Eater just called me weak...
Harry seemed to crack. He bared his teeth in a snarl, and the shadows around him seemed to spread.
"Nobody calls me weak,"
The shadows wrapped the offending cocky Death Eater in a suffocating embrace.
The Death Eater screamed as the darkness pulled him in... freezing him... suffocating him...
The Death Eater, a man called Jordan Welsh, clawed at the ground helplessly.
What am I doing...?
His mind screamed at him.
Stop! You're loosing control! Get control of your anger!
Shadow's anger ebbed away slowly as he realised what he was doing. The shadows withdrew into him, leaving an unmistakably dead Death Eater named Jordan Welsh. Jordan, although dead, seemed to shiver, his body randomly writhing for brief moments.
You okay?
# Yes, #
Let's lighten the mood a bit...
# How do we do that? #
You're a competitive boy, Shadow. I challenge you to a competition. Starting now, whoever takes down the most Death Eaters by the end of the battle is the winner.
# You're an evil woman, Nightmare... #
And I'm going to win, too!
And she severed the link.
She knew just how to get him going.
Grinning, he raised his palmed and a huge fire-ball erupted from his hand, sending a group of seven Death Eaters on fire.
"SEVEN!" He roared,
"EIGHT!" cried Nightmare cheerfully.
Nightmare was currently standing in front of a screaming Death Eater with a smug look on her face.
"Nightmare, what are you doing to him?" Shadow asked her in a naturally curious voice, as if he was asking about her pet.
"Oh, nothing much," she called back cheerfully. "He's just having a rather bad nightmare, that's all..."
Shadow was on a role, bringing down Death Eaters with relative ease.
"TWENTY-SIX!"
"TWENTY-FIVE!"
Harry was impossible to hit. If anyone came at him, he would just turn into his 'black shadow' form as Harry had dubbed it. And the Death Eater's fist, curse of dagger would just go right through his transparent form.
Harry looked at Nightmare, grinning. And to his surprise, she was in mid- air...
... She was flying...
# I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD FLY! #
So can you, silly!
# What? How? #
Just use your wings!
Harry mentally growled at her. That was not fair! She could fly with out wings! But he wasn't going to use his wings. No matter how much Nightmare wanted him to.
"SIXTY!" Shadow yelled.
"FIFTY-NINE!" Nightmare yelled back.
That was all the Death Eaters gone. Dead.
And now that the battle was over, Nightmare and Shadow realised that they had a huge audience of Aurors, Order members and shopkeepers from the row of buildings next to them. They were all staring dumbstruck at the scene. It must have looked pretty strange to them, though. The one-hundred and nineteen bodies of Death Eater strewn out randomly along the street, and a man, standing hooded and cloaked in the middle of the area, and a woman, floating directly above him.
Very strange indeed.
But, unfazed, Harry raised his right arm into the air. Huge, fiery letters for all to see appeared above the bizarre scene.
COURTESY OF SHADOW AND NIGHTMARE
And as Nightmare dropped gracefully back to land, Shadow grabbed her wrist and the pair disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
*****
"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!" roared Moody the following morning as he gestured to the front cover of the Daily Prophet.
"THOSE TWO CAN'T JUST COME MARCHING ALONG AND DECIDE TO KILL ALL ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN DEATH EATERS! HOW THEY EVEN MANAGED IT I DON'T KNOW-"
"Alastor," said Dumbledore calmly, "Please calm yourself, you're acting completely unnecessarily. Maybe that was just a one-time appearance. Maybe they just wanted one bout of fame and now they've left?"
"Headmaster! They are a threat! They took down one hundred and nineteen Death Eaters among the two of them with out even using a wand! They might not be after Death Eaters. They will stop at nothing. They may want to wipe out the whole wizarding community for all we know!"
"Really, Moody," snapped Mrs. Weasley, she hated discussing Order business around the children. "You're blowing this thing way out of proportion! Maybe Albus is right. Maybe they've left already!"
# If only they knew... #
... We've just begun...
Harry was trying desperately not to laugh. It was so funny knowing something they didn't know! Oh, what they would give for this information!
"But if they only attacked the Death Eaters," began Harry, "Doesn't that mean that Shadow and Nightmare are on our side?"
"DO NOT SPEAK THOSE NAMES IN THIS HOUSE!" roared Moody.
"Yeah," chimed in Rosie. "They could have just as easily killed you, if you were all lined out there just like that. But they didn't. They only killed the Death Eaters."
"There is more to it then that!" growled Moody. "They are killing machines!"
# Speaking of killing, Nightmare, I beat you at our competition yesterday... #
I know. She countered darkly, glaring at the wall opposite.
But next little visit we pay the Death Eaters, I demand a rematch.
# Why, of course. I would, however, kick you're arse. #
You wish...
"Well," said Harry, stretching, "I'm going to head upstairs. You coming, Rosie?"
She nodded, and they left the kitchen.
And, as they expected, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins were all waiting for them eagerly.
"Well?" said Hermione impatiently. "Tell us about last night! You're all over the news, you know."
Grinning, Harry and Rosie glanced at each other, and began the tale.
AN: Another chapter! Done! Yay! Please review and tell me if you like it! I'm welcome to any ideas you may have.
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Anonymous: Thanks for the review! With Harry's fire, in the first chapter Rosie mentioned that he could control one element. He can control and create fire, Rosie is a water elemental, hope that clears that up. Thanks for you're advice on rushing through it, I'll try and slow down a bit and go into more detail in the future chapters. The armour that Harry has is just a random little thing I wanted to add. It just appears on him for battle and when he needs it most, and it's just indestructible metal. It's not like normal armour; really, it's more like an extra layer of skin. An extra layer of... metal skin. As for the question wondering whether Harry's getting more animals, he has the snake and Hedwig, but technically the tiger isn't actually his pet... yet... For the question about the weapons, Harry is a shape shifter, meaning he can make turn his hands, fingers, and stuff into weapons, and that is a great idea about separating the weapon from his body! So, yes, he is able to detach the weapon from his body and then instantly re-growing in its place, thanks! Oh and for the thing about me going into more detail of that week in Rosie's room, I'll do some flashbacks or something later in the story so you can get to see a bit of what happened that week. And don't worry about giving loads of ideas and suggestions, I like it! Thanks again for the review.
Melwasul: Thanks a lot for the review. I'll try and slow down a bit and give more details. I'm glad you like the story!
Mikito: Thanks for the review! I'm really glad you like the story so far, and I'll try and get this chapter up pretty quickly.
eriee: Thanks again for another review! Glad you like it.
mundu: I'm glad you think my story is interesting! Thanks for the review!
goombahann: ... right... you do realise all you said was 'yah!!' ... Oh well! Hope you like the story, thanks for the review!
jeangab057: Thanks loads for the review!
Right! Here we go!
Chapter Seven:
Rosie and Harry appeared down a dark narrow alley way, just off from the Hog's Head.
Harry suddenly looked down at his clothes, and raised his eyebrow at Rosie. Rosie blushed.
"Well, all heroes have costumes, don't they?" She said defensively.
"You're a bit revealing, aren't you?"
Rosie was wearing a tiny dark blue mini skirt, with a silver belt. Very little leg was showing, however, as she had thigh high boots, also dark blue. She had silver metal wrist-guards, reaching up to her elbows, each with a sapphire embedded onto the back of her hand. On top she was wearing a dark blue boob tube, also with a sapphire embedded into the centre of her chest.
"Not exactly appropriate for battle, is it, Nightmare?"
She merely grinned at him. "Is this better?" she asked, waving her hand, and a dark blue velvet cloak with a hood appeared on her shoulders.
Harry shook his head in exasperation.
"Oh come on! If we're going to introduce ourselves we at least have to make a good impression!" she cried.
She gave him a toothy grin, showing off sharp pointy canines. She still had her long blonde hair, and, like Harry, had a tattoo of a black star on her forehead. Her eyes were much like Harry's, with no pupils and no iris, but instead of glowing white; they were a glowing, midnight blue.
Harry rolled his eyes and looked down at himself. He had rather menacing black boots, and the rest of his body was coated in his indestructible armour, fitting on him like an extra layer of metal skin. He had a black velvet cloak with a hood, and he had a black leather belt around his waist, with a dagger resting peacefully at his side. Harry knew that the disguising charm to hide his sharp teeth and white eyes was no longer in place.
Harry put his hood on. "We going, or are we going to floo the daily prophet to come and take pictures of you're lovely ensemble?" he said in a deep, smooth voice.
Nightmare seemed taken aback for a brief second about his voice, but then shook it off and smiled at him.
"Ready when you are, Mr. Mysterious!" she cried.
Nightmare, like Harry, put her hood up. It was eerie, to say the least. The hood cast eerie shadows over her face, making it barely impossible to see anything apart from the bottom half of her face. But her eyes stood out among the darkness, an eternal glow emitting from them.
"Lets go!" she cried, and they left the alley.
It was deadly quiet. There was at least fifty Death Eaters standing in the street, awaiting command from the captain.
# What do we do? # Harry asked Nightmare mentally.
Kill them, stated Nightmare grimly.
Harry stared at her in horror.
Oh, don't be such a coward. If we don't, then the Aurors will catch them, and then they'll escape. This war will go no where if we don't just kill the bloody bastards!
# But... we can't kill all of them... I mean... there's about fifty of them, and two of us- #
Shadow! They are wizards! Mortals! Humans! As much as you want to deny it, humans do not have pointy teeth and wings! She yelled in his head furiously.
We are not human! We are not wizards! We are not mortals! Harry, the killing curse cannot kill us... It is possible for us to pass on eventually, but it's bloody difficult, and it's going to need more than a sword through the heart to bring us down! Yes! We may give up on life eventually... but in the meantime, we classify as immortals!
Harry was silent for a moment.
# Shit. #
We can do more than them... much more. They need wands. They are weak. Killing is not that difficult...
She drew in a shaky breath.
To take my mind off the fact that I'm ending lives, I just think about the fact that their... kinda just passing on to another realm. Which, technically, they are.
Harry nodded.
"Let's go,"
Harry disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
"Hello, boys..."
The Death Eaters spun around. A young one scrambled for his wand.
"S-Shit! Where t-the hell did you come from!" He held the wand shakily in his left wand. Shadow stepped forward, grabbed the wand from his outstretched hand and snapped it clean in half.
"Smith, you fool!" roared another voice. It was more commanding, confident... cocky...
And Harry really hated cocky people.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" He roared. The curse merely bounced off Harry's chest.
"How sweet..." Shadow said in a deadly voice. "The little Death Muncher is sending pretty green lights at me!"
With a scream of rage the Death Eater threw his wand on the ground and lunged at Harry.
"You filthy piece of dirt! I bet you're a good for nothing weak wizard who cant even perform an unforgivable!"
Weak...
That puny Death Eater just called me weak...
Harry seemed to crack. He bared his teeth in a snarl, and the shadows around him seemed to spread.
"Nobody calls me weak,"
The shadows wrapped the offending cocky Death Eater in a suffocating embrace.
The Death Eater screamed as the darkness pulled him in... freezing him... suffocating him...
The Death Eater, a man called Jordan Welsh, clawed at the ground helplessly.
What am I doing...?
His mind screamed at him.
Stop! You're loosing control! Get control of your anger!
Shadow's anger ebbed away slowly as he realised what he was doing. The shadows withdrew into him, leaving an unmistakably dead Death Eater named Jordan Welsh. Jordan, although dead, seemed to shiver, his body randomly writhing for brief moments.
You okay?
# Yes, #
Let's lighten the mood a bit...
# How do we do that? #
You're a competitive boy, Shadow. I challenge you to a competition. Starting now, whoever takes down the most Death Eaters by the end of the battle is the winner.
# You're an evil woman, Nightmare... #
And I'm going to win, too!
And she severed the link.
She knew just how to get him going.
Grinning, he raised his palmed and a huge fire-ball erupted from his hand, sending a group of seven Death Eaters on fire.
"SEVEN!" He roared,
"EIGHT!" cried Nightmare cheerfully.
Nightmare was currently standing in front of a screaming Death Eater with a smug look on her face.
"Nightmare, what are you doing to him?" Shadow asked her in a naturally curious voice, as if he was asking about her pet.
"Oh, nothing much," she called back cheerfully. "He's just having a rather bad nightmare, that's all..."
Shadow was on a role, bringing down Death Eaters with relative ease.
"TWENTY-SIX!"
"TWENTY-FIVE!"
Harry was impossible to hit. If anyone came at him, he would just turn into his 'black shadow' form as Harry had dubbed it. And the Death Eater's fist, curse of dagger would just go right through his transparent form.
Harry looked at Nightmare, grinning. And to his surprise, she was in mid- air...
... She was flying...
# I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD FLY! #
So can you, silly!
# What? How? #
Just use your wings!
Harry mentally growled at her. That was not fair! She could fly with out wings! But he wasn't going to use his wings. No matter how much Nightmare wanted him to.
"SIXTY!" Shadow yelled.
"FIFTY-NINE!" Nightmare yelled back.
That was all the Death Eaters gone. Dead.
And now that the battle was over, Nightmare and Shadow realised that they had a huge audience of Aurors, Order members and shopkeepers from the row of buildings next to them. They were all staring dumbstruck at the scene. It must have looked pretty strange to them, though. The one-hundred and nineteen bodies of Death Eater strewn out randomly along the street, and a man, standing hooded and cloaked in the middle of the area, and a woman, floating directly above him.
Very strange indeed.
But, unfazed, Harry raised his right arm into the air. Huge, fiery letters for all to see appeared above the bizarre scene.
COURTESY OF SHADOW AND NIGHTMARE
And as Nightmare dropped gracefully back to land, Shadow grabbed her wrist and the pair disappeared in a puff of black smoke.
*****
"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!" roared Moody the following morning as he gestured to the front cover of the Daily Prophet.
"THOSE TWO CAN'T JUST COME MARCHING ALONG AND DECIDE TO KILL ALL ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN DEATH EATERS! HOW THEY EVEN MANAGED IT I DON'T KNOW-"
"Alastor," said Dumbledore calmly, "Please calm yourself, you're acting completely unnecessarily. Maybe that was just a one-time appearance. Maybe they just wanted one bout of fame and now they've left?"
"Headmaster! They are a threat! They took down one hundred and nineteen Death Eaters among the two of them with out even using a wand! They might not be after Death Eaters. They will stop at nothing. They may want to wipe out the whole wizarding community for all we know!"
"Really, Moody," snapped Mrs. Weasley, she hated discussing Order business around the children. "You're blowing this thing way out of proportion! Maybe Albus is right. Maybe they've left already!"
# If only they knew... #
... We've just begun...
Harry was trying desperately not to laugh. It was so funny knowing something they didn't know! Oh, what they would give for this information!
"But if they only attacked the Death Eaters," began Harry, "Doesn't that mean that Shadow and Nightmare are on our side?"
"DO NOT SPEAK THOSE NAMES IN THIS HOUSE!" roared Moody.
"Yeah," chimed in Rosie. "They could have just as easily killed you, if you were all lined out there just like that. But they didn't. They only killed the Death Eaters."
"There is more to it then that!" growled Moody. "They are killing machines!"
# Speaking of killing, Nightmare, I beat you at our competition yesterday... #
I know. She countered darkly, glaring at the wall opposite.
But next little visit we pay the Death Eaters, I demand a rematch.
# Why, of course. I would, however, kick you're arse. #
You wish...
"Well," said Harry, stretching, "I'm going to head upstairs. You coming, Rosie?"
She nodded, and they left the kitchen.
And, as they expected, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins were all waiting for them eagerly.
"Well?" said Hermione impatiently. "Tell us about last night! You're all over the news, you know."
Grinning, Harry and Rosie glanced at each other, and began the tale.
AN: Another chapter! Done! Yay! Please review and tell me if you like it! I'm welcome to any ideas you may have.
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