Here it is, just past midnight, and I finally find the inspiration to finally continue this work of the bizarre.
The Black Sun has risen once more over the skyline. Let's see how long these dark days will continue.
Please don't make me say this is an AU, that was kind of a given when I wrote chapter one.
HOLY SHIT!!! 1002 reviews?! Dearest gods, maybe I should have been reading these while I was on my writing haitus! Last time I checked, I believe I only had around eight hundred! Ouch!
Okay, regulating this to the reviews on chapter 63... any reviews on any other chapters that have been submitted since the posting of chapter 63... I'm sorry, but I just can't answer all those reviews...
Strategemini - You only knew it was coming out today because I posted it to the mailing list.
Dyan - It's been updated.
SSSRoaB - *gapes* That is one hell of a lot of "updates". Well, I'm glad you find my story so wonderful that you like it more than anything else you've read. You're right. You have no life. (Well... neither do I, come to think of it.)
disturbeddarkangel - 17th time? Wow, that's a lot of reads.
haunted dreams - Well, my writer's block from hell has finally ended, so here's the more yu wanted.
Sil3ntdeath - *laughs* I didn't find it valley-girlish, so you should feel happy about that.
Bukama - Well, I'm pleased that you find it brilliant. *laughs* Thanks for the congrats.
BookCrazy - I got that description off the top of my head, actually.
ChaneyStarr - I am continuing it, no need to worry about it. It seems that everyone is rereading it, actually... I am a plot bunny whore. Any plot bunny that I come across seems to just get thrown right in there.
Exousia - All in one go? I congradulate you on making it through this beast with your sanity relatively intact. Hak is awesome, such a great guy. And no shions! Shions are bad! They are addictive! This story is addictive enough without the addition of shions!
THE-PENGUIN2 - Oh, there are plans for Rilos. PLANS. And Rilos is in there because Rilos rocks. God, I love that snake. He sits on my bed all day long... (yes, I really do have a stuffed snake named Rilos ^__^)
"..." - Writer's block. I honestly couldn't figure out how to start the chapter.
Rayne - Wow, since day one? I congradulate you. A fair number of my readers have come and gone, but it's nice to know someone's been around since the beginning. Thankyou for the recommendations.
fire0ice - *laughs* Draco is finally back! We shall begin the havoc!
Cataclysmic - I guess the only reason I can imagine his earrings is because I've got tons of piercings myself, and far to many friends with the piercings I've described.
CrimsonNoble - Yeah yeah, my spelling errors are evil. I really should find a spellchecker. Or at least go over the damn thing every once in awhile, ne? Foreigners, eh? Well, I'll get to that soon as possible. I'm sure I could import some japanese, or egyptians easy enough. And now this appears to be falling into the realm of "crossover".
Riley - *coughs* Did you come back before this went up? I'm sure you did. Oops.
Phedre no Delauney de Montreve - Yes, I got them from A Midsummer Night's Dream, although I have neither seen nor read the play itself.
szelji, DruBlack666RANCIDROCKS, BC, Shiozaki, Leah, tnr, VB, Silver-blossom, Tami no Tsuki, Nordik, Cr1Ms0n^D3v1l, and everyone else, because I can't answer through any more reviews because I have class in fifteen minutes... THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS!!! I'm glad you all like the story, and I'm so happy that you jacked me up to 1002 reviews over the course of my writer's block and I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
(And don't worry-- I HAVE read them all! Thank you so much, guys! You're the reason I keep writing this monster!)
The concept of Harry Potter and all other characters is that of JK Rowling.
Therius and Velocity are mine.
----
Blackened Sunrise
Chapter Sixty-Four: Back
The Itch
----
It was good to be back, he decided with a slow smirk that sent shivers downt he spines of many who saw it. Oh yes, infinitely good to be back.
Draco Malfoy had just spent the strangest while in America, with the Weapon Trainee known as Angel. The girl made a good figure head, and a good soldier given her fighting skills, but she was no Weapon. Not yet. Bladewhip, for one, found this amusing, although the ineffiable Professor Severus Snape had not been a happy man when he had been sent to retrieve the wayward Weapon.
Apparently, neither Harry Potter nor Hermione Granger had been able to be located, so he had been the one to be tracked down by the always vengeful Virginia Weasley. He wondered if she was still rankled after that prank he had played only a short while before vanishing from Hogwarts, the idea that she could be widening his smirk into a smile.
Ah well, the only way to find out would be to actually go to the girl, and quite frankly, all he wanted to do was sleep.
He had not rested easily whilst in America, unable to trust any about him. Oh, he was a Weapon, and therefore ny invisible-- but he was not immortal, nor would he ever be, if his lessons were anything to go by. Time would tell how his life would turn out, although given the plans Harry and Weapon had been making, he had a good idea of what was to come.
As it was, the once Slytherin Prince trudged towards his quarters, leaving Severus to do whatever it was that the Potions Master was to do now that he had accomplished his task. Draco didn't really care.
A moment later, the dragon-childe collapsed face-first into his bed and drifted off into la-la-land.
----
Hermione sighed, trudging along after Remus, discretely tugging her leather corset back up, and wondering if attaching straps would be an easy thing to do.
The werewolf padded along, quietly disquieted by his once pupil's appearance. How much had things changed that the bookish Hermione Granger could turn into... into a muggle biker chick? It was so hard to believe... but she had said she would explain. Once they were somewhere that she thought private. Once they were somewhere that the two Faeries she had with her-- Therius and Velocity, if he was recalling their names correctly-- could come out without repercussions.
She hadn't wanted to speak with the professor in an alleyway, wary of those who might overhear, after having been 'snuck up' on by Lupin himself. And she had been playing with that ornate knife the entire time-- well, when she wasn't adjusting her clothing. She looked rather... uncomfortable in them. But if she was uncomfortable, why had she chosen to wear the outfit? So many things were not making all that much sense to him.
"This is fine, Professor Lupin."
"Remus or Moony, please, Lupin if you must" the older man smiled tiredly, "I haven't been a professor in two years."
"Lupin, then," the Enchantress smiled tightly, "There is... much to discuss."
"Like the outfit?"
"Like the outfit," she agreed with a grimace, "I'm still trying to figure out how I got into it."
"How you...? What do you mean by that, Hermione?"
The young woman shrugged, pacing slightly as she tried to collect her thoughts, "When I was in the Faerie Realm, I was in my normal robes. When I escaped, using Oberon's Staff," she waved the golden bar before the professor's nose, before clasping it to her belt again, "I awoke wearing these. Therius and Velocity were the only Faeries to remain with me."
Remus nodded slowly, trying to absorb this information-- the Faerie Realm? One could spend years there, and have only days pass on the outside, "How did you get to the Faerie Realm in the first place?" Maybe if they back tracked, he'd understand better? "And start at the beginning, else you'll confuse me."
"Well, so begin with..." she smiled a bit strangely, eyes going distant, "Harry is... not exactly human, anymore."
"WHAT?!"
"Be calm," her tone was commanding and sharp, a thread of magic running through it that brought the panicking Moony to an abrupt halt, "Harry is what is known as a Living Weapon. Riddle, Malfoy, Sirius, and Virginia are Living Weapons as well."
"And... what are these... Living Weapons?"
"What does it sound like, Lupin?" her smile seemed slightly strained, "They are Weapons in and of themselves. Each with a special talent. Take Draco for example, he utilizes plasma with a finesse and ability only a pyrokinetic has-- and yet, before becoming a Weapon, he had no talent for it. Or Virginia, who can see the spirits all around us-- not just the dead humans, but dead everything, alongside the nature spirits, the nymphs and the dryads. If they are there,s he can see and communicate with them."
"So... the 'Living Weapons' are just... people with overly strong Talent?" that was a bit understandable, although the name threw one off quite a bit.
"Not quite," she shook her head, "There is more to it. There is the Power, there is the insanity that comes with it. There is life and death, and Names. To be a Weapon is to be everything... and nothing."
"I... don't understand."
"Most people don't," she tipped her head with a laugh, "I only understand it because I preformed a Mind Bond with Harry."
"A Mind Bond!" the werewolf's eyes flew open in shock, and he gaped at the girl in wonder, "You cannot be _serious_! A Mind Bond is a dangerous spell-- and even an attempt can completely destroy the caster's mind. How could you be so foolish as to attempt one?!"
"I did it to save Harry," she murmured, and as much as he hated to admit it, Remus understood that if he had been in her place, and Harry was in trouble, he would do the same thing. Had done, actually, when James had gotten himself into scrapes that he hadn't been likely to survive. So he knew where she was coming from, and all his shock and anger floodd out of him-- although the worry was still there.
"What happened? Why would you have to use a Mind Bond on Harry?"
She stared at him for several long moments, as though wondering if he would be prepared for the differences in both Potter and Black when he finally met up with them again. He had been gone for a very long time. Then Hermione's lips curled into a slight smile, and she lifted her hands in a tiny shrug, "Because if I hadn't, Wolfos would have been able to control him, and all of us would be dead."
---
End Chapter
How's that? First time in a long time, and I leave you with another cliffhanger. Heh.
It's likely a little shorter than normal-- I don't have any of the other chapters on this computer, so I can't really compare them. Be that as it may, I feel this is a good start into getting back into the "groove" so to speak. I can write again, and damn, but that makes me happy. Estatic, even.
-- The Itch
The Black Sun has risen once more over the skyline. Let's see how long these dark days will continue.
Please don't make me say this is an AU, that was kind of a given when I wrote chapter one.
HOLY SHIT!!! 1002 reviews?! Dearest gods, maybe I should have been reading these while I was on my writing haitus! Last time I checked, I believe I only had around eight hundred! Ouch!
Okay, regulating this to the reviews on chapter 63... any reviews on any other chapters that have been submitted since the posting of chapter 63... I'm sorry, but I just can't answer all those reviews...
Strategemini - You only knew it was coming out today because I posted it to the mailing list.
Dyan - It's been updated.
SSSRoaB - *gapes* That is one hell of a lot of "updates". Well, I'm glad you find my story so wonderful that you like it more than anything else you've read. You're right. You have no life. (Well... neither do I, come to think of it.)
disturbeddarkangel - 17th time? Wow, that's a lot of reads.
haunted dreams - Well, my writer's block from hell has finally ended, so here's the more yu wanted.
Sil3ntdeath - *laughs* I didn't find it valley-girlish, so you should feel happy about that.
Bukama - Well, I'm pleased that you find it brilliant. *laughs* Thanks for the congrats.
BookCrazy - I got that description off the top of my head, actually.
ChaneyStarr - I am continuing it, no need to worry about it. It seems that everyone is rereading it, actually... I am a plot bunny whore. Any plot bunny that I come across seems to just get thrown right in there.
Exousia - All in one go? I congradulate you on making it through this beast with your sanity relatively intact. Hak is awesome, such a great guy. And no shions! Shions are bad! They are addictive! This story is addictive enough without the addition of shions!
THE-PENGUIN2 - Oh, there are plans for Rilos. PLANS. And Rilos is in there because Rilos rocks. God, I love that snake. He sits on my bed all day long... (yes, I really do have a stuffed snake named Rilos ^__^)
"..." - Writer's block. I honestly couldn't figure out how to start the chapter.
Rayne - Wow, since day one? I congradulate you. A fair number of my readers have come and gone, but it's nice to know someone's been around since the beginning. Thankyou for the recommendations.
fire0ice - *laughs* Draco is finally back! We shall begin the havoc!
Cataclysmic - I guess the only reason I can imagine his earrings is because I've got tons of piercings myself, and far to many friends with the piercings I've described.
CrimsonNoble - Yeah yeah, my spelling errors are evil. I really should find a spellchecker. Or at least go over the damn thing every once in awhile, ne? Foreigners, eh? Well, I'll get to that soon as possible. I'm sure I could import some japanese, or egyptians easy enough. And now this appears to be falling into the realm of "crossover".
Riley - *coughs* Did you come back before this went up? I'm sure you did. Oops.
Phedre no Delauney de Montreve - Yes, I got them from A Midsummer Night's Dream, although I have neither seen nor read the play itself.
szelji, DruBlack666RANCIDROCKS, BC, Shiozaki, Leah, tnr, VB, Silver-blossom, Tami no Tsuki, Nordik, Cr1Ms0n^D3v1l, and everyone else, because I can't answer through any more reviews because I have class in fifteen minutes... THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS!!! I'm glad you all like the story, and I'm so happy that you jacked me up to 1002 reviews over the course of my writer's block and I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
(And don't worry-- I HAVE read them all! Thank you so much, guys! You're the reason I keep writing this monster!)
The concept of Harry Potter and all other characters is that of JK Rowling.
Therius and Velocity are mine.
----
Blackened Sunrise
Chapter Sixty-Four: Back
The Itch
----
It was good to be back, he decided with a slow smirk that sent shivers downt he spines of many who saw it. Oh yes, infinitely good to be back.
Draco Malfoy had just spent the strangest while in America, with the Weapon Trainee known as Angel. The girl made a good figure head, and a good soldier given her fighting skills, but she was no Weapon. Not yet. Bladewhip, for one, found this amusing, although the ineffiable Professor Severus Snape had not been a happy man when he had been sent to retrieve the wayward Weapon.
Apparently, neither Harry Potter nor Hermione Granger had been able to be located, so he had been the one to be tracked down by the always vengeful Virginia Weasley. He wondered if she was still rankled after that prank he had played only a short while before vanishing from Hogwarts, the idea that she could be widening his smirk into a smile.
Ah well, the only way to find out would be to actually go to the girl, and quite frankly, all he wanted to do was sleep.
He had not rested easily whilst in America, unable to trust any about him. Oh, he was a Weapon, and therefore ny invisible-- but he was not immortal, nor would he ever be, if his lessons were anything to go by. Time would tell how his life would turn out, although given the plans Harry and Weapon had been making, he had a good idea of what was to come.
As it was, the once Slytherin Prince trudged towards his quarters, leaving Severus to do whatever it was that the Potions Master was to do now that he had accomplished his task. Draco didn't really care.
A moment later, the dragon-childe collapsed face-first into his bed and drifted off into la-la-land.
----
Hermione sighed, trudging along after Remus, discretely tugging her leather corset back up, and wondering if attaching straps would be an easy thing to do.
The werewolf padded along, quietly disquieted by his once pupil's appearance. How much had things changed that the bookish Hermione Granger could turn into... into a muggle biker chick? It was so hard to believe... but she had said she would explain. Once they were somewhere that she thought private. Once they were somewhere that the two Faeries she had with her-- Therius and Velocity, if he was recalling their names correctly-- could come out without repercussions.
She hadn't wanted to speak with the professor in an alleyway, wary of those who might overhear, after having been 'snuck up' on by Lupin himself. And she had been playing with that ornate knife the entire time-- well, when she wasn't adjusting her clothing. She looked rather... uncomfortable in them. But if she was uncomfortable, why had she chosen to wear the outfit? So many things were not making all that much sense to him.
"This is fine, Professor Lupin."
"Remus or Moony, please, Lupin if you must" the older man smiled tiredly, "I haven't been a professor in two years."
"Lupin, then," the Enchantress smiled tightly, "There is... much to discuss."
"Like the outfit?"
"Like the outfit," she agreed with a grimace, "I'm still trying to figure out how I got into it."
"How you...? What do you mean by that, Hermione?"
The young woman shrugged, pacing slightly as she tried to collect her thoughts, "When I was in the Faerie Realm, I was in my normal robes. When I escaped, using Oberon's Staff," she waved the golden bar before the professor's nose, before clasping it to her belt again, "I awoke wearing these. Therius and Velocity were the only Faeries to remain with me."
Remus nodded slowly, trying to absorb this information-- the Faerie Realm? One could spend years there, and have only days pass on the outside, "How did you get to the Faerie Realm in the first place?" Maybe if they back tracked, he'd understand better? "And start at the beginning, else you'll confuse me."
"Well, so begin with..." she smiled a bit strangely, eyes going distant, "Harry is... not exactly human, anymore."
"WHAT?!"
"Be calm," her tone was commanding and sharp, a thread of magic running through it that brought the panicking Moony to an abrupt halt, "Harry is what is known as a Living Weapon. Riddle, Malfoy, Sirius, and Virginia are Living Weapons as well."
"And... what are these... Living Weapons?"
"What does it sound like, Lupin?" her smile seemed slightly strained, "They are Weapons in and of themselves. Each with a special talent. Take Draco for example, he utilizes plasma with a finesse and ability only a pyrokinetic has-- and yet, before becoming a Weapon, he had no talent for it. Or Virginia, who can see the spirits all around us-- not just the dead humans, but dead everything, alongside the nature spirits, the nymphs and the dryads. If they are there,s he can see and communicate with them."
"So... the 'Living Weapons' are just... people with overly strong Talent?" that was a bit understandable, although the name threw one off quite a bit.
"Not quite," she shook her head, "There is more to it. There is the Power, there is the insanity that comes with it. There is life and death, and Names. To be a Weapon is to be everything... and nothing."
"I... don't understand."
"Most people don't," she tipped her head with a laugh, "I only understand it because I preformed a Mind Bond with Harry."
"A Mind Bond!" the werewolf's eyes flew open in shock, and he gaped at the girl in wonder, "You cannot be _serious_! A Mind Bond is a dangerous spell-- and even an attempt can completely destroy the caster's mind. How could you be so foolish as to attempt one?!"
"I did it to save Harry," she murmured, and as much as he hated to admit it, Remus understood that if he had been in her place, and Harry was in trouble, he would do the same thing. Had done, actually, when James had gotten himself into scrapes that he hadn't been likely to survive. So he knew where she was coming from, and all his shock and anger floodd out of him-- although the worry was still there.
"What happened? Why would you have to use a Mind Bond on Harry?"
She stared at him for several long moments, as though wondering if he would be prepared for the differences in both Potter and Black when he finally met up with them again. He had been gone for a very long time. Then Hermione's lips curled into a slight smile, and she lifted her hands in a tiny shrug, "Because if I hadn't, Wolfos would have been able to control him, and all of us would be dead."
---
End Chapter
How's that? First time in a long time, and I leave you with another cliffhanger. Heh.
It's likely a little shorter than normal-- I don't have any of the other chapters on this computer, so I can't really compare them. Be that as it may, I feel this is a good start into getting back into the "groove" so to speak. I can write again, and damn, but that makes me happy. Estatic, even.
-- The Itch