A/N I decided to change the Chapter name!
Chapter 18 : Power Boost
Draco sat in his room in #5 Privet Drive. It wasnt as big as his old room with his real dad. The house asnt as big-or near as big- as his dad's mansion. Nothing was quite as good as it had been when Draco had lived with his father. Even his mother was starting to miss the rich life with Lucius Malfoy. Life was not quite as good and nothing was quite as big as anything Lucius had. And since Voldemort had lost his power, Narcissa saw nothing good about her husband. But she was not about to anger a killer.
Draco opened up the book he had been reading by James Potter. It wasnt the one based on their life. It was another story. But it was the only thing to keep his mind from running across thoughts like "We are so screwed." And Voldemort could read minds. He would know what Draco was thinking and was probably irritated enough to kill him.
As his stepfather's pet snakes entered, Draco moaned. He hated life as a Muggle. And he was a Muggle apparently because he had no powers. And he hated it.
There was a knock on his door.
"Come in!" Draco called.
The door creaked open and in walked Lucius Malfoy. He stood there wearing a buissness suit with his hair cut short and a breifcase in his hand. He also wore reading glasses over his silver eyes though Draco had no idea why. All in all, Lucius looked like a rich, successful Muggle. And he apparently thought so.
"I have a flight to New York in the morning to meet with Mr. Jesson and Mr. Peterman. I'll be back in two months. I told your mother I would come and see you before I left." Lucius said.
Draco stared at his father with an eyebrow raised. So Lucius did think he was a Muggle. And so did everyone else.
"Okay." Draco said, streching the world out slowly.
"Well then, I'd better be off." said Lucius, he extended his hand and Draco shook it trying hard not to laugh. When Lucius was gone Draco started laughing and shaking his head. Lucius Malfoy had gone from intimidating and superior to total nut-job in a suit in Draco's opinion. He was, at that moment, happy he was not living with his father.
"Draco!" his mother called.
Draco groaned and walked downstairs to see what she wanted.
"Yes, Mother?"
Narcissa stood at the bottom on the staircase in a pink bathrobe with matching, fluffy slippers. Draco smirked and went down to meet her.
"Your stepfather needs you." she told him before walking off, apparently annoyed.
"Okay." said Draco walking into the livingroom where Voldemort sat. He was wearing wizard-robes and a cloak. He usualy wore these sorts of things because he never went out. It was very obvious considering how very white his skin looked.
"Sit, Draco." Voldemort said pointing to the chair opposite of him. Draco slowly sank into the armchair and looked up into his stepfather's red-slit eyes. "I have been reminded of something by my dear Felicity." -he pointed to a snake- "She tells me about-"
"I thought your powers were gone." Draco inturrupted.
Voldemort grinned. "Yes. So did I. But I recently discovered I have few powers left in my system. And do not inturrupt. The only reason I do not harm you is because of your dear mother. Anyway, Felicity has reminded me of a moment. A moment between you and Harry Potter."
Draco remembered the kiss (kisses) and felt sick to his stomache. Voldemort grinned.
"Well, maybe you could..."
"Seduce him?" Draco asked. "Are you out of your mind?"
"No." Voldemort said. "And you will do as I say. Go to him. Now."
Draco groaned, but did as he was told.
#4 Privet Drive
Harry sat in the kitchen talking to mercy who had wrapped herself loosly around his neck. Harry had out a cappucino and was feeding Mercy a bag of mini marshmellos.
"It's all there is." Harry told her. "Deal with it."
"Fine." Mercy said. She ate a mini marshmello out of Harry's hand. "It's all sticky."
"Yah, well, they're quite old and have been in that hot cupboard a while." Harry told her. "But they're good anyway."
"Yes, they are."
"Glad you like 'em." Harry said. He took a sip of his cappucino and nearly choked on it. Both Draco and Sally were standing in front of him. Mercy slid down Harry's arm, onto the table, and into the bag of metlted mini marshmellos.
"What are you two doing here?" Harry asked. He didnt trust either of them. Draco was still bad and Harry didn't yet know what the deal with Sally was.
"Hi, Harry." said Sally smiling sweetly at him.
"Harry." Draco said slowly and softly walking over to him. He pressed him against the table and kissed him.
Harry pushed him off. "Yo! Dude! You're evil. Get the hell away from me!"
Then Sally advanced on him. She pushed him against the refridgerator and kissed him. Harry squeezed his lips tightly together and pushed her off.
"What is wrong with you people?" he asked hystericaly.
"Why wouldnt anyone want you?" Sally asked, trying to look seductive. Harry brushed past her and raced out the front door.
"Nice going, Bridge." Draco muttered.
Sally turned back into Bridget. "I think I can get him easily like this." She was wearing a plaid mini skirt and a black tank top with black boots. She pinned her silvery blonde hair on top of her head and chased after him. Draco was only happy to be near a sink, and washed his mouth out with soap.
SIDEWALK
Harry walked down the side walk quickly hoping he was not being followed. The sky was a grayish-blue color and the air was slightly cool. Everybody was indoors and peaking out their windows nosily. Harry didnt realy care. He just had to get out of that house.
Harry took off down to an old desterted house on Privet Drive. The so-called haunted house. Harry had never been there before, but decided now was as good as any. He walked up the driveway and walked to the door on the side and walked in. He heard someone running up behind him so he shut and locked the door before going in farther.
He didnt realise the front door was unlocked.
Bridget walked in through the front door and Harry was thankful it was her and not Sally or Draco.
"Hi." Harry said.
"Hey." said Bridget.
They looked at eachother for a long time before harry said, "I dont think I ever got your name."
"Bridget. Bridget Crush." she said.
"Harry. Harry Potter."
"I know." said Bridget. "Your uncle told me."
"My...Severus?" Harry asked.
Bridget nodded. "He told me about everything. Well, everything he knew of. About Draco. About Voldemort. And then I told him about me. I'm a shape-shifter. I used to be helping the evil people until Severus told me. Now I quit."
"Realy?" Harry asked. He couldnt not believe her. It was impossible not to. "Glad to hear it."
Bridget smiled and nodded.
"Wait. Where is my uncle?" Harry asked.
"#3 Priver Drive." Bridget told him. "Pretending to be my father."
Harry thought about that for a moment and his eyes grew wide. "Y-You're...Sally."
Bridget nodded and changed to Sally then back again. "Sorry. I had to drive you out of the house so we could talk."
Harry slowly nodded, now not entirely sure she was being truthful. Now she was just the same mysterious girl who he could not figure out.
"I-I'd better go." Harry said running out of the house. Bridget's midnight blue eyes followed him.
#5 Privet Drive
"So is Bridget on it?" Voldemort asked. Draco had arrived home and had told him the whole story. Bridget had gone off to convince Harry she was on his side.
"Yes." Draco replied. "Not sure if it worked though. She's suposed to be calling me when she gets back home."
"Good. Tell me everything she says." Voldemort instructed. "And do bring that Weasle kid to me."
"Yes, my lord." Draco said. He walked out of the room and Ron walked in.
"Ye-" he began.
"Crucio!" Voldemort shouted.
Ron fell to his knees screaming with pain. Voldemort grinned. So his powers did work. And they worked well. He only hoped he was the only one. He didnt need anyone else getting in the way. There was no risking it. Voldemort decided to have Draco ask Bridget if Harry had any powers. But he found that out for himself with the help of David.
"My lord." said Draco re-entering. "David is on the phone."
Voldemort took the wireless phone and said, "Yes?"
"Paige just got off the phone with Harry. I was listening to the conversation! Harry Potter has his powers!"
Voldemort hung up. That was not good news. Not good at all.
ROME
HOTEL
"Where is Draco? Shouldnt he be here by now?" Paige asked.
"He's decided to stay." David said. "The Dark Lord is sending us other help."
"Who?"
"I dont know." David snapped. "She'll be here soon though."
"Okay." Paige said. "And why are we here again?"
David sighed. "Recruting Death Eaters. The Dark Lord plans to get our power back."
"He can do that?" Paige asked alarmed.
"He sure as hell can try." David said. "Why?"
"Oh...nothing." Paige said with a nervous laugh.
David looked at her suspiciously before turning and leaving. She was their spy, but sometimes he thought he was Harry's spy. But he knew that couldnt be. The Dark Lord would know. He always knew.
There was a knock on the hotel's door. David went to answer it. There stood a very familiar somebody. Erica Snape. She stood there smiling happily.
"Guess who's back?" Erica said. "And I'm pleased to say that Daddy wont be a problem." She walked in and dropped her luggage on the floor. "What? Arent happy to see me?"
"Not very." David muttered.
Meanwhile, just outside the hotel, Bruno stood there looking very grim. No one could see him. No one could hear him. No one could feel him. He was a Fate. And when he was doing his job, he became almost quite not there. But he was. Only no one knew. If they did, it would screw up his job. He brought with him Life and Death. Life looked very sad and Death looked quite pleased. An unpleasant job to do, but Albus had other things to do though he had planned on doing it. All in all, it was fate and you could not mess with that. Bruno sighed and Apparated to David, Erica, and Paige's hotel room. Erica was in the kitchen eating. Paige was taking a shower. David was sitting by the window reading. Bruno walked over to him.
"David," he said in his ear. Only David heard him. David's head turned, but he saw no one. He looked out the window confused. "David...Why are you here? Do you realy think you can do this? Voldemort is only using you. He'll kill you when he's done. No one realy loved you."
"Nooo..." David moaned covering his ears up.
"Do it, David. You have no reason to live." Bruno went on.
David dropped his hands looking very pale. Bruno sighed and moved out of the way. David opened up the window and jumped to the street below.
And Death took him.
#4 PRIVET DRIVE
Albus Dumbldore stood in Harry's room unseen. He was here on work of the Fates. More like abusing his Fate powers to get what he wanted. He looked down upon Harry who was fast asleep. He grinned to himself. This was the perfect time. Catherine was off somewhere else. No one could stop him.
"Harry." Harry stirred. "Harry. Is there realy any point? Your parents are dead all because of you. Sirius is dead. Thatsa your fault. Its also because of you the world is without magic and vunerable to Voldemort. In fact. You deserve to die. Give the world peace. End the reason why everyone is miserable: your life."
Harry's eyes snapped open. He sat up and looked out at the window.
"Do it." Albus urged. "Get it over with."
Harry stood up and opened the window.
"Dont!" Albus turned to see Catherine. "You need to live. You need to protect us!"
"Why live with such responsibility. Do it for you. Do it for them."
"DONT! You have every reason to live. You have a destiny to fulfill. You need to save the world."
"Do it."
"DONT!"
As Albus and Catherine tried to convince Harry to do two different things, Harry was sitting on the floor rocking back and forth. His brain hurt. He had no idea what to do and was clueless to the fact that there were two other people with him. He muttered to himself and rocking back and forth.
Harry tried to get rid of the voices. He concentrated hard and pushed the voices out of his brain. At least he tried. The fact that his powers were already advanced period, it notr only helped get rid of the voices.
It helped him see Albus and Catherine.
"Professor Dumbldore?" Harry asked. "That was you? Who're you?"
"Catherine." she replied. "We're the Fates."
"You wanted me to kill myself!" Harry shouted.
"Not me..." Catherine said.
"I know." said Harry glaring at the headmaster.
"It's for the best." Albus said.
"Get-out." Harry said.
"But-"
"GET OUT!"
Albus glared at Harry. Catherine took his hand and pulled him out of the room. Harry sat on his bed wondering what was going on. Why did Dumbldore want him dead? Who were the Fates? His brain was aching and he needed more sleep. But with everything on his mind, it seemed quite impossible. Harry, instead, walked down the stairs. Catherine, from the window he saw, was pulling Albus back to their house across the street. Harry knew everyone else was fast asleep. Harry walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. He hadnt tried it before, but there was a first time for everything. Harry took a sip and spit it out. It was horrible. But he continued drinking it until he got used to the taste. He drank the entire bottle and stayed in the kitchen the entire night.
END of Chapter 18
Please
reply!
Chapter 19 : When In Rome
To get Harry. To get Draco. Both sides want one of the bboys on their side. They each use on girel to try and seduce them both. Is Erica actually on the bad side? Or is she a spy like Paige? And what will happen in Rome? To find out read Chapter 19 : When In Rome.
