Ebony Potter and the Façade
A/N- Thankyou…Japenese- Jew, REM, Angel Lillith Potter and JuMiKu!
Last chapter- "Don't do anything reckless" was the last thing Culvic said before Ebony turned her back, and began to fulfil her destiny…
Chapter Two
Ebony had been travelling for the last two days to reach her destination, and luckily two huge pillars of rock stood monolithic against the pale blue of the new day; symbolising her journey was nearly over. As expected two women wielding a ball of fire each could be seen faintly in the distance. These two stone pillars, were the equivalent to Stone Henge, and many travelled to see the ancient spectacle. They were riddled with magic, and Ebony's one way to go back to the Wizarding World.
The forest was heavy with the different aromas of plants, which in the wizarding world were long extinct; and a distant roll of thunder put Ebony's instincts on alert. However she continued to go on, her hands near her sheathed weapons, and her eyes darting around her environs. Dryomen's Rock was slowly coming closer, and towered above her. Stealthily she drew her twin daggers, and prepared herself for an impending battle. It was a test of strength to get past the Fyre sisters, and it was the only way to use the portal.
Suddenly she stopped to marvel the sight before her. Dryomen's Rock, in all its glory, was before her, and carved in its side was the staircase to the top. Quickly Ebony climbed the stone architecture, and in no time she was near the top. Looking down seemed to be a mistake, and she winced and the ground which seemed a long way down.
The forest looked picturesque against the pink sky, of the impending sun set. A group of beautiful phoenixes sang, and in perfect synchronisation performed amazing aerial acrobatics. Astonished, Ebony forced her gaze away, and back to the task at had. Within minutes a strong gust of wind blew into Ebony's face, and the two Fyre twins became alert.
Unsheathing her daggers, Ebony faced the two sisters. In between them was the portal back to the Wizarding and Muggle realm; it was emitting a powerful wind, and Ebony quickly adjusted her balance.
"Pyra, a fool dares to ask admittance to go through the sacred portal", yelled one of the red heads. Her eyes whipped round to see her twin, who was curiously watching Ebony.
"Indeed sister, yet I feel as though she has already been through. Her very aura screams of it", she replied. "Ember let her through", Pyra suddenly snapped, as if coming from deep thought.
Her sister looked at her in confusion; however she ignored her request, and pulled out her broad sword.
"Our birth right it to make sure no one goes through the portal. It messes up the balance of magic's, and I'm not willing to sacrifice that".
Ready for battle, Ebony raised her daggers and stood her ground.
"NO… it's already damaged, the Dark is winning. Its being rectified and she's not coming back, is she?"
Answering the question, Ebony nodded her head feverously, avoiding trying to avoid the impending battle. Cautiously, she placed her daggers back into her boots as a sign of peace. But before Ember could continue Ebony dived towards the portal, and Dryomen's rock disappeared in a kaleidoscope of colours.
The traditional sorting hat was commencing in Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry; and the house tapestries were assorted around the room, bearing their symbols proudly. However the upper years who had watched the ceremony before were already fantasising of the delectable feast which was soon to come.
"Come on", Ron moaned, while his stomach rumbled eagerly. Hermione kicked him angrily in the shin, motioning to the first years, but Harry just looked blankly onwards. An uneasy silence settled in the golden trio, and the beginning of an argument stopped abruptly.
Concerned glances were thrown in Harry's direction from the staff table. He'd not spoken or eaten hardly anything all summer, and everything seemed to be a struggle. Even the Headmaster's omniscient eyes had dimmed a bit in their twinkle. Well it was understandable, as he had seen a follow student murdered in front of him. But it wasn't very good, for their "symbol of hope" to go catatonic on them, Dumbledore mused.
"Well as some of you know, due to events last year, Voldemort has returned", Dumbledore spoke, ignoring the gasps and shrieks of the he- who- must- be- hyphenated name. Though most of the children of the school weren't alive at Voldemort's reign, the name had the same impact on them. Even the castle appeared to loose some of its "happiness" as they floating candles blurred.
A cold wind swept around the Great Hall, and suddenly all the candles were suddenly extinguished. The starry ceiling seemed to darken, and one by one the stars disappeared, until it looked like a fathomless hole. Unexpectedly the ceiling appeared to bend as if in strain, and rapidly started to swirl. It kept spiralling out of control, until it launched downwards in a cyclone shape. Lightning crackled menacingly, and the very air was charged with magic.
The Hogwarts students moved backwards until they were against the wall, and the professors shot incantation after incantation with the intention of trying to stop it. However the huge cyclone absorbed the magic then mirrored it back; causing the ancient tapestries to be set alight, and the house tables to shatter.
Abruptly the cyclone vanished, revealing a cloaked figure. Taking purposeful strides towards the Gryffindor table, the figure pushed down a forest green hood, and suddenly stopped in front of the male who bore a resemblance to her.
None other than Harry Potter.
"Your work is done here", she whispered to him, while everyone tensed to hear her. As if waking from a sleep, Harry nodded gratefully and evaporated into thin air.
A/N- Sorry for the long wait, I was literally swamped with coursework, shakes fist as teachers
Alright its a crappy chapter but CONSTRUCTIVE cristism, not out right... your not talented, stuff!