Wow you guys! It totally blew me away about how many reviews that ya'll
left! I didn't know that so many people liked "Sphinx". And this chapter
was mostly explanations, so I didn't think it would be too entertaining.
Thanks! It is your support that keeps me writing.
Dan fan- Thanks!
Meg- Nice to see another Sirius lover! I was real sad too. Thanks for reviewing!
Intofire101- Thanks and Nicole was somewhat happy- she still didn't like the fact that I made it him.
Anime-Writer- Thanks!
ILoVeDrAcO15- Thanks!
Cherry- Thanks and I hope this one was soon enough: )
Duochang97- Wow, okay, well I'll try to answer your questions as best I can. Why are Fred, George, and Lee still there when they already graduated? I have to say that that chapter was one of the ones that I didn't put a lot of thought into. I had a lot of mistakes. Fred and George's attendance at Hogwarts will be explained later, but Lee, as you said, shouldn't be there. I wouldn't expect to see him much in later chapters. Shouldn't the veela's be on Malfoy's dad's side since the last name is Malfoy and he is his spitting image? Ah, but you forget, there are Veelas on his side. Go back and read the battle stuff again if you want proof. As to why Isadora has his name, it will be explained. As for that he is his spitting image- I never thought Draco looked like his dad. In my own little world of Harry Potter that I have, Lucius has black hair. But that is my opinion... What does a/s/l mean? A/s/l means Age/Sex/Location. For example, Harry would type in (if I did have him do that in my fic) 16/m/England or somewhere more specific if he wanted. Why was Malfoy so nice to and making out with Hermione so early on? I have to agree that I did take it impossibly fast in Ch.6. That is one of the reasons why I doused the flames in the later chapters. But for the being nice part, Malfoy never struck me as someone truly mean, just someone who had been taught nothing of love in his childhood. So when he is away from the Slytherin, I made him a bit nicer. Why the same bed? Again, I am throwing water on the flames. The bed is gone now. And for the bunny thing, it was for humor not really any real meaning. Thanks so much for your review!
Jaedi- Thanks...and we'll see....
Ilovephelps4eva- Thanks and maybe I'll think of writing as sequel after I finish with this, and then again, maybe not.
Ashes06- Thanks!
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"You are lost. You can never go home."- Gollum's Song, Emilia Torinni
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Draco fell to the grass as his sword became too heavy in his hand. The Death Eater whizzed his sword above his head, ready to plunge it into Draco's abdomen. Draco rolled from the shining blade as it was stabbed to the ground. The Death Eater didn't seem to run out of energy. Draco began to count the times the blade fell to the ground, barely missing him.
The blade fell down again, tearing his shirt at the arm. Draco held his bleeding arm at his side as he struggled up to fend off four more blows from the cloaked man.
Harry, who had just finished off one of them, saw Draco's situation and went to fight with him. Switching Draco's blade with his own, he slashed at the Death Eater, cutting the skin. The man screamed as the Demon Killer went to work on his body.
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Padma Patil whipped her sword around using crescent turns. Feeling overconfident, she began to do a few tricks that her father taught her when she learned fencing as a child. Turns, twists, and hand tosses were all performed with a perfect grace and fluid motion.
Her control fell though when the man removed his hood. He was absolutely beautiful. His eyes were blue, with lashes that should be illegal on boys. His hair was a light brown, and skin pale.
Totally absorbed in his beauty, she barely felt the dagger enter her skin.
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Michael Brown fell as he tripped over a loose stone, falling on his face. Quickly, he grabbed his sword back to clash it against the Death Eater's deadly blows. But his opponent was too quick, and sent him tumbling to the ground, his sword flying out of his hand and out of reach.
"Well," he thought before the blade went into his skin, "I fought a good fight; I tried."
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Minerva McGonagall was near tears as she looked over the battle field. The battle had just ended, but there were many casualties. A few of the students she knew very well that had been killed.
Isadora came up behind McGonagall. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she looked sympathetically at McGonagall.
"We did our best, Minerva," she said, "But sometimes they come to strong."
McGonagall exhaled, "I know."
"There is nothing else we could have done."
"Isadora! Stop acting like this is just a silly game of croquet that we lost," said McGonagall, letting the tears fall out of her eyes. "Over forty students are dead! They won't just wake up."
"Minerva..."
"I have failed them. They aren't safe at all. But we can't send for their parents. If we do, what about the Muggle-borns? That much magic at once would also alert You-Know-Who to our gathering strength. He would hit us harder and faster."
"Minerva! What else could we have done?"
"You know what we can still do!"
"Minerva, I will not put any of the students in that kind of situation!"
"Isadora...please. I don't think we have any other choice but to. The longer we wait, the more that are killed, their names mount in my head every night! Hannah Abbot, Terry Jones, Padma Patil, Michael Brown...the list goes on and on."
"Minerva! Be reasonable. The life I live is not easy. Do you want to subject one or perhaps two of your students to that kind of life?"
"Please, Isadora, can we send for your clans, the other Veelas? And we can offer them a student or two who will be willing to go."
"We Veelas take who we want, not what is offered to us. If you offered Eloise, they would take anyone but Eloise."
"But..."
"Minerva, would you ever want to live as a Veela?"
"I once did."
"Why?"
"Because I remember the first time that I saw Veelas. I lost my first beaux to a Veela. She dropped him in a week, but he never forgot her."
"Being a Veela is a lot more difficult than flaunting around trying to look pretty."
"Then what is so hard that we non-Veelas have not heard about?"
"Love."
"What?"
"Veelas have a very difficult time loving. Sure, we reproduce, but many times it is with mortals, not one of our own kind. The mortals give us the love that we cannot experience. It takes an exceptionally strong Veela to love another Veela. Then, when it gets down to those that are only a fourth or an eighth, the hormones go berserk. They are overly romantic."
"Maybe they will take someone strong enough to love."
"Minerva, the Veelas are dying out. That is why every time they help someone, they always take a mortal in return. Sometimes they take more than one. When they take two, they try to take ones that they have seen together as couples in hopes that they may still love after the transformation is complete. That way, they could have pure-Veela children."
"Isadora, I am willing to risk it."
Isadora nodded stiffly and left to talk to her sister- Narcissa Malfoy.
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More Veelas! We shall have lots by the next chapter.
~Dragonfires
Dan fan- Thanks!
Meg- Nice to see another Sirius lover! I was real sad too. Thanks for reviewing!
Intofire101- Thanks and Nicole was somewhat happy- she still didn't like the fact that I made it him.
Anime-Writer- Thanks!
ILoVeDrAcO15- Thanks!
Cherry- Thanks and I hope this one was soon enough: )
Duochang97- Wow, okay, well I'll try to answer your questions as best I can. Why are Fred, George, and Lee still there when they already graduated? I have to say that that chapter was one of the ones that I didn't put a lot of thought into. I had a lot of mistakes. Fred and George's attendance at Hogwarts will be explained later, but Lee, as you said, shouldn't be there. I wouldn't expect to see him much in later chapters. Shouldn't the veela's be on Malfoy's dad's side since the last name is Malfoy and he is his spitting image? Ah, but you forget, there are Veelas on his side. Go back and read the battle stuff again if you want proof. As to why Isadora has his name, it will be explained. As for that he is his spitting image- I never thought Draco looked like his dad. In my own little world of Harry Potter that I have, Lucius has black hair. But that is my opinion... What does a/s/l mean? A/s/l means Age/Sex/Location. For example, Harry would type in (if I did have him do that in my fic) 16/m/England or somewhere more specific if he wanted. Why was Malfoy so nice to and making out with Hermione so early on? I have to agree that I did take it impossibly fast in Ch.6. That is one of the reasons why I doused the flames in the later chapters. But for the being nice part, Malfoy never struck me as someone truly mean, just someone who had been taught nothing of love in his childhood. So when he is away from the Slytherin, I made him a bit nicer. Why the same bed? Again, I am throwing water on the flames. The bed is gone now. And for the bunny thing, it was for humor not really any real meaning. Thanks so much for your review!
Jaedi- Thanks...and we'll see....
Ilovephelps4eva- Thanks and maybe I'll think of writing as sequel after I finish with this, and then again, maybe not.
Ashes06- Thanks!
********************
"You are lost. You can never go home."- Gollum's Song, Emilia Torinni
**********************
Draco fell to the grass as his sword became too heavy in his hand. The Death Eater whizzed his sword above his head, ready to plunge it into Draco's abdomen. Draco rolled from the shining blade as it was stabbed to the ground. The Death Eater didn't seem to run out of energy. Draco began to count the times the blade fell to the ground, barely missing him.
The blade fell down again, tearing his shirt at the arm. Draco held his bleeding arm at his side as he struggled up to fend off four more blows from the cloaked man.
Harry, who had just finished off one of them, saw Draco's situation and went to fight with him. Switching Draco's blade with his own, he slashed at the Death Eater, cutting the skin. The man screamed as the Demon Killer went to work on his body.
*********************
Padma Patil whipped her sword around using crescent turns. Feeling overconfident, she began to do a few tricks that her father taught her when she learned fencing as a child. Turns, twists, and hand tosses were all performed with a perfect grace and fluid motion.
Her control fell though when the man removed his hood. He was absolutely beautiful. His eyes were blue, with lashes that should be illegal on boys. His hair was a light brown, and skin pale.
Totally absorbed in his beauty, she barely felt the dagger enter her skin.
********************
Michael Brown fell as he tripped over a loose stone, falling on his face. Quickly, he grabbed his sword back to clash it against the Death Eater's deadly blows. But his opponent was too quick, and sent him tumbling to the ground, his sword flying out of his hand and out of reach.
"Well," he thought before the blade went into his skin, "I fought a good fight; I tried."
*******************
Minerva McGonagall was near tears as she looked over the battle field. The battle had just ended, but there were many casualties. A few of the students she knew very well that had been killed.
Isadora came up behind McGonagall. Placing a hand on her shoulder, she looked sympathetically at McGonagall.
"We did our best, Minerva," she said, "But sometimes they come to strong."
McGonagall exhaled, "I know."
"There is nothing else we could have done."
"Isadora! Stop acting like this is just a silly game of croquet that we lost," said McGonagall, letting the tears fall out of her eyes. "Over forty students are dead! They won't just wake up."
"Minerva..."
"I have failed them. They aren't safe at all. But we can't send for their parents. If we do, what about the Muggle-borns? That much magic at once would also alert You-Know-Who to our gathering strength. He would hit us harder and faster."
"Minerva! What else could we have done?"
"You know what we can still do!"
"Minerva, I will not put any of the students in that kind of situation!"
"Isadora...please. I don't think we have any other choice but to. The longer we wait, the more that are killed, their names mount in my head every night! Hannah Abbot, Terry Jones, Padma Patil, Michael Brown...the list goes on and on."
"Minerva! Be reasonable. The life I live is not easy. Do you want to subject one or perhaps two of your students to that kind of life?"
"Please, Isadora, can we send for your clans, the other Veelas? And we can offer them a student or two who will be willing to go."
"We Veelas take who we want, not what is offered to us. If you offered Eloise, they would take anyone but Eloise."
"But..."
"Minerva, would you ever want to live as a Veela?"
"I once did."
"Why?"
"Because I remember the first time that I saw Veelas. I lost my first beaux to a Veela. She dropped him in a week, but he never forgot her."
"Being a Veela is a lot more difficult than flaunting around trying to look pretty."
"Then what is so hard that we non-Veelas have not heard about?"
"Love."
"What?"
"Veelas have a very difficult time loving. Sure, we reproduce, but many times it is with mortals, not one of our own kind. The mortals give us the love that we cannot experience. It takes an exceptionally strong Veela to love another Veela. Then, when it gets down to those that are only a fourth or an eighth, the hormones go berserk. They are overly romantic."
"Maybe they will take someone strong enough to love."
"Minerva, the Veelas are dying out. That is why every time they help someone, they always take a mortal in return. Sometimes they take more than one. When they take two, they try to take ones that they have seen together as couples in hopes that they may still love after the transformation is complete. That way, they could have pure-Veela children."
"Isadora, I am willing to risk it."
Isadora nodded stiffly and left to talk to her sister- Narcissa Malfoy.
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More Veelas! We shall have lots by the next chapter.
~Dragonfires