The Princess of Darkness
Chapter 4: Flight
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Faye sat at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall sipping
coffee and reading. Then a swarm of owls came into the hall.
But there weren't just owls that circled the ceiling.
A large black bird, about three feet long with a six foot
wingspan was soaring above them all. As it swooped torward
the Slytherin table, you could see that its head, tail, and wings
were lined in flames. It flew down to Faye and landed gracefully
on her outstreached arm.
"Shadow! I was wondering where you were!" Faye
exclaimed affectionately and took the large parcel that the
bird was carrying.
"Excuse me, but what the bloody hell is that thing?"
Draco scoffed.
"Well since your brain's too small to think of any
logical explaination of what he is, then I'll tell you. This is a
shadow phoenix, a rare breed of phoenix. If you care enough
to learn more about it, then I'm sure Hermione can find a book
for you. If you ask politely." Faye replied maliciously. She knew
very well how much Draco despised being one step behind the
Gryffindor girl.
"I don't care. Just as long as it doesn't shit in my food"
he muttered back.
"That can be arranged, you know" she said, giving her
one-eye-open wink. She left the table and took her package to
her dorm.
~*~
Once again, Faye was increadibly bored in Divination.
She had already drawn 7 stoned pictures of Professor Trelawny,
transfigured a strand of her hair into a mouse and frightened a
Hufflepuff with it, and read her new Akira manga that she got in
her present from home.
A sly smile appeared on her face. "Capricio" she
muttered and pointed her wand at the window. Suddenly a
whooping crane flew in, guzzled down a keg of beer, and rapped
the Pledge of Allegience in Chinese while tap dancing. Then it
flew out the window again. The whole class stared for a moment
...then they burst out laughing. Faye smiled. Her boredom was
relieved.
~*~
"What's up, mah bitch?!" Bunifa said. It was Friday
afternoon and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Bunifa were sitting
outside when Faye joined them.
"Nothing much slut. So who did you fuck last night?
Harry or Ron?" Replied Faye with her smirk. Harry and Ron
were shocked and Hermione was aghast at the use of
language.
"Calm down! We're just kidding!" The two friends cried.
"I don't have anything to kid about. We've got a
Quiddich match against you guys on Monday, Faye, and I
know I'm gonna mess up" Ron said glumly.
"It was all Malfoy's fault that you mess up, Ron!"
Hemione said scornfully.
Faye's ears perked up. "What did he do?"
she asked slyly.
"He made up some stupid song about Ron's Quiddich
abilities" Harry sighed.
"I have an excellent idea" Faye said evilly.
~*~
Monday came quickly, and the Slytherins insisted on
teaching Faye thier "Weasley is Our King" song. She listened to
it, but quickly became bored.
"Jeez, Malfoy. Did YOU make that lame song up or did
your half-ass friends help you?" She sneered.
Draco ignored her. 'I'll show her.' He thought. 'Then
she'll shut up.'
~*~
Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the Quaffle was
released. Harry and Draco flew around looking for the snitch.
Occasionaly, you would hear "GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" or
"SLYTHERIN SCORES!" and the stands would erupt with cheers
and boos.
Faye glared at a random spot on the field. She had
already found the snitch. 'Now lets see if they can' she thought.
Draco saw it first. He sped torward it, and just like in
his dream, Harry was so far behind there was no way he could
catch up. But of course, this would have to end just like the
dream, right? For just as Draco was a few feet away from the
snitch, there were familiar guitar chords and voices to accompany
them.
"Always see it on T.V
and read it in the magazines
celebrities that want sympathy
when all they do is piss and moan
inside the Rolling Stone
talking about how hard life can be
I'd like to see them spend a week
living out there on the streets
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
walking in someone elses shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall...
(faaaaaaalll)"
Then the Gryffindors burst out into song:
"Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous,
There always complainin, always complainin.
If money is such a problem,
well they've got mansions,
think we should rob them?"
Draco sat on his broom horrified. They were making
fun of him. They were making fun of HIM!
How DARE they?
"Did you know if you were famous you could kill your wife
and there's no such thing as twenty-five to life?
As long as you got the cash to pay for Cochran.
And did you know if you were caught and you were smokin crack
McDonalds wouldn't even want to take you back
you could always just run for mayor of D.C.
I'd like to see them spend a week
living out there on the streets
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
walking in someone elses shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall...
Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous,
There always complainin, always complainin.
If money is such a problem,
well they've got mansions,
think we should rob them?"
At this point there was a 15-20 second intermission,
during which the audience buzzed. Harry took this time to fly
past a stupified Draco Malfoy and catch the Snitch. Gryffindor
won and Harry did many victory laps as the song continued.
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin, always complainin
If money is such a problem Well they got mansions, think we
should rob them (rob them, rob them)
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin, always complainin
If money is such a problem,
You got so many problems, think I could solve them?
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous,
We'll take your clothes, cash, cars and homes,
just stop complainin!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
LIFESTYLES OF THE RICH AND FAMOUS!!"
~*~
After he had realized that he had lost, Draco decide to
hunt down the bitch who did this. While walking down the
corridor, he saw her humming the song. He swiftly grabbed her
by the collar and rammed her against the wall.
"THOMPSON! WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT! IM
GOING TO PERSONALLY KILL YOU!" he screamed in her face.
No one else payed much attention.
Faye smirked at him. "That is, if you get the chance..."
she said mysteriously.
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?" he snarled.
"I'll show you exactly what i mean" she spoke slowly
with an evil, malicious grin on her face. Then she breathed in a
gulp of air. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPE!" she screamed as
loud as she possibly could.
Draco could feel the eyes of his peers around him. His
face turned pink and realized what a...er... suggestive situation
he was in. He slacked his grip on her, and she kneed him in the
stomach. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he collapsed
on the floor.
Faye simply pulled her gloves up, picked up her books
and pushed through the crowd. She felt like she had sprouted
devil's wings.
~*~
After classes, Faye met up with her friends.
"Damn, that was so good!" Bunifa chimed.
"Which part, the song or Malfoy's attempted rape
charge?" boasted Faye.
"Both!" The Gryffindors called. They all laughed
together.
Faye had brought a much bigger package with her
that she got from Shadow that morning. She unwrapped it to
reveal a black and silver broomstick. On it were the words
"Lucifer Hawk" ("What kind of a name is that?" asked Ron. "One
of my favorite shows is Silent Mobius" Faye answered) There
was also a piece of blood red ribbon with a black hair tied to
the broom.
"My older brother makes broomsticks for a living. The
red ribbon with my hair is so that no one else but me can fly it.
It's supposed to reach a speed of just below Mach 1" Faye
explained. "I've been waiting to try it out forever, and now I get
my chance."
Faye mounted the broom and soared gracefully in the
air. Harry watched in astonishment. It went faster than his
Firebolt!
~*~
Faye felt so free in the sky. She flew straight at the
wall and jumped off suddenly while holding onto the broom.
She did a sort of Matrix style walk on the wall and hopped back
on her broom. She flew vertically until she could have sat ontop
of the North Tower. She was directly above the lake now. She
jumped off the broom and did some flips in the air. Twisting and
turning, flipping backwards and forwards, she fell faster and
faster torward the lake. Suddenly the broom came up right
undernieth her and she grabbed on with her right hand and foot.
She skid her hand across the water, feeling its cool silkiness
slide between her fingers. Then she swung up on her broom and
stood on it flying as fast as she could. A large wavelike wake
built up behind her as she sliced through the wind. Nearing
where she started, she did a final loop on the broom and
jumped off, landing with a soft *pat* on her feet. She reached
her hand up to her broom and it fell into it. "Well! That was
definately worth the wait" she said to herself, passing her friends
with gaping mouths. She headed back to the Slytherin common
room to complete her homework.
~~~Before you critisize someone, walk a mile in their shoes.
That way, when you do critisize them, you will be a mile away
with their shoes!~~~
End chapter! wow! a whopping four pages on Microsoft word!
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R&R if you like. My life is too short to find creative ways to
command you to. Not that I don't appreciate the reviews I get!
^^
Chapter 4: Flight
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Faye sat at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall sipping
coffee and reading. Then a swarm of owls came into the hall.
But there weren't just owls that circled the ceiling.
A large black bird, about three feet long with a six foot
wingspan was soaring above them all. As it swooped torward
the Slytherin table, you could see that its head, tail, and wings
were lined in flames. It flew down to Faye and landed gracefully
on her outstreached arm.
"Shadow! I was wondering where you were!" Faye
exclaimed affectionately and took the large parcel that the
bird was carrying.
"Excuse me, but what the bloody hell is that thing?"
Draco scoffed.
"Well since your brain's too small to think of any
logical explaination of what he is, then I'll tell you. This is a
shadow phoenix, a rare breed of phoenix. If you care enough
to learn more about it, then I'm sure Hermione can find a book
for you. If you ask politely." Faye replied maliciously. She knew
very well how much Draco despised being one step behind the
Gryffindor girl.
"I don't care. Just as long as it doesn't shit in my food"
he muttered back.
"That can be arranged, you know" she said, giving her
one-eye-open wink. She left the table and took her package to
her dorm.
~*~
Once again, Faye was increadibly bored in Divination.
She had already drawn 7 stoned pictures of Professor Trelawny,
transfigured a strand of her hair into a mouse and frightened a
Hufflepuff with it, and read her new Akira manga that she got in
her present from home.
A sly smile appeared on her face. "Capricio" she
muttered and pointed her wand at the window. Suddenly a
whooping crane flew in, guzzled down a keg of beer, and rapped
the Pledge of Allegience in Chinese while tap dancing. Then it
flew out the window again. The whole class stared for a moment
...then they burst out laughing. Faye smiled. Her boredom was
relieved.
~*~
"What's up, mah bitch?!" Bunifa said. It was Friday
afternoon and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Bunifa were sitting
outside when Faye joined them.
"Nothing much slut. So who did you fuck last night?
Harry or Ron?" Replied Faye with her smirk. Harry and Ron
were shocked and Hermione was aghast at the use of
language.
"Calm down! We're just kidding!" The two friends cried.
"I don't have anything to kid about. We've got a
Quiddich match against you guys on Monday, Faye, and I
know I'm gonna mess up" Ron said glumly.
"It was all Malfoy's fault that you mess up, Ron!"
Hemione said scornfully.
Faye's ears perked up. "What did he do?"
she asked slyly.
"He made up some stupid song about Ron's Quiddich
abilities" Harry sighed.
"I have an excellent idea" Faye said evilly.
~*~
Monday came quickly, and the Slytherins insisted on
teaching Faye thier "Weasley is Our King" song. She listened to
it, but quickly became bored.
"Jeez, Malfoy. Did YOU make that lame song up or did
your half-ass friends help you?" She sneered.
Draco ignored her. 'I'll show her.' He thought. 'Then
she'll shut up.'
~*~
Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the Quaffle was
released. Harry and Draco flew around looking for the snitch.
Occasionaly, you would hear "GRYFFINDOR SCORES!" or
"SLYTHERIN SCORES!" and the stands would erupt with cheers
and boos.
Faye glared at a random spot on the field. She had
already found the snitch. 'Now lets see if they can' she thought.
Draco saw it first. He sped torward it, and just like in
his dream, Harry was so far behind there was no way he could
catch up. But of course, this would have to end just like the
dream, right? For just as Draco was a few feet away from the
snitch, there were familiar guitar chords and voices to accompany
them.
"Always see it on T.V
and read it in the magazines
celebrities that want sympathy
when all they do is piss and moan
inside the Rolling Stone
talking about how hard life can be
I'd like to see them spend a week
living out there on the streets
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
walking in someone elses shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall...
(faaaaaaalll)"
Then the Gryffindors burst out into song:
"Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous,
There always complainin, always complainin.
If money is such a problem,
well they've got mansions,
think we should rob them?"
Draco sat on his broom horrified. They were making
fun of him. They were making fun of HIM!
How DARE they?
"Did you know if you were famous you could kill your wife
and there's no such thing as twenty-five to life?
As long as you got the cash to pay for Cochran.
And did you know if you were caught and you were smokin crack
McDonalds wouldn't even want to take you back
you could always just run for mayor of D.C.
I'd like to see them spend a week
living out there on the streets
I don't think they would survive
If they could spend a day or two
walking in someone elses shoes
I think they'd stumble and they'd fall
They would fall...
Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous,
There always complainin, always complainin.
If money is such a problem,
well they've got mansions,
think we should rob them?"
At this point there was a 15-20 second intermission,
during which the audience buzzed. Harry took this time to fly
past a stupified Draco Malfoy and catch the Snitch. Gryffindor
won and Harry did many victory laps as the song continued.
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin, always complainin
If money is such a problem Well they got mansions, think we
should rob them (rob them, rob them)
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous
They're always complainin, always complainin
If money is such a problem,
You got so many problems, think I could solve them?
Lifestyles of the rich and the famous,
We'll take your clothes, cash, cars and homes,
just stop complainin!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
Lifestyles of the rich and famous!
LIFESTYLES OF THE RICH AND FAMOUS!!"
~*~
After he had realized that he had lost, Draco decide to
hunt down the bitch who did this. While walking down the
corridor, he saw her humming the song. He swiftly grabbed her
by the collar and rammed her against the wall.
"THOMPSON! WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT! IM
GOING TO PERSONALLY KILL YOU!" he screamed in her face.
No one else payed much attention.
Faye smirked at him. "That is, if you get the chance..."
she said mysteriously.
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?" he snarled.
"I'll show you exactly what i mean" she spoke slowly
with an evil, malicious grin on her face. Then she breathed in a
gulp of air. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPE!" she screamed as
loud as she possibly could.
Draco could feel the eyes of his peers around him. His
face turned pink and realized what a...er... suggestive situation
he was in. He slacked his grip on her, and she kneed him in the
stomach. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he collapsed
on the floor.
Faye simply pulled her gloves up, picked up her books
and pushed through the crowd. She felt like she had sprouted
devil's wings.
~*~
After classes, Faye met up with her friends.
"Damn, that was so good!" Bunifa chimed.
"Which part, the song or Malfoy's attempted rape
charge?" boasted Faye.
"Both!" The Gryffindors called. They all laughed
together.
Faye had brought a much bigger package with her
that she got from Shadow that morning. She unwrapped it to
reveal a black and silver broomstick. On it were the words
"Lucifer Hawk" ("What kind of a name is that?" asked Ron. "One
of my favorite shows is Silent Mobius" Faye answered) There
was also a piece of blood red ribbon with a black hair tied to
the broom.
"My older brother makes broomsticks for a living. The
red ribbon with my hair is so that no one else but me can fly it.
It's supposed to reach a speed of just below Mach 1" Faye
explained. "I've been waiting to try it out forever, and now I get
my chance."
Faye mounted the broom and soared gracefully in the
air. Harry watched in astonishment. It went faster than his
Firebolt!
~*~
Faye felt so free in the sky. She flew straight at the
wall and jumped off suddenly while holding onto the broom.
She did a sort of Matrix style walk on the wall and hopped back
on her broom. She flew vertically until she could have sat ontop
of the North Tower. She was directly above the lake now. She
jumped off the broom and did some flips in the air. Twisting and
turning, flipping backwards and forwards, she fell faster and
faster torward the lake. Suddenly the broom came up right
undernieth her and she grabbed on with her right hand and foot.
She skid her hand across the water, feeling its cool silkiness
slide between her fingers. Then she swung up on her broom and
stood on it flying as fast as she could. A large wavelike wake
built up behind her as she sliced through the wind. Nearing
where she started, she did a final loop on the broom and
jumped off, landing with a soft *pat* on her feet. She reached
her hand up to her broom and it fell into it. "Well! That was
definately worth the wait" she said to herself, passing her friends
with gaping mouths. She headed back to the Slytherin common
room to complete her homework.
~~~Before you critisize someone, walk a mile in their shoes.
That way, when you do critisize them, you will be a mile away
with their shoes!~~~
End chapter! wow! a whopping four pages on Microsoft word!
Sweeet!
R&R if you like. My life is too short to find creative ways to
command you to. Not that I don't appreciate the reviews I get!
^^