By Shadow Feonex (again).
Draco's and Harry's relationship spread like wildfire around the school. It was at first rumour; people whispering to one another that they had seen it all happen, the 'kiss' that sealed everything. That Potter had got on one knee and proposed his undying love to Draco who accepted out of pity (The Slytherin version). That in actual fact, Harry had wanted to say all this to Ron but Draco had overheard him and thought it was to him (The Gryffindor version – to which Ron had quickly protested).
Now Draco was in Harry's room, sitting quietly on the bed whilst Harry stared out his window, Harry knew that Draco wanted to say something but was finding it hard to find the right words.
"Harry…." Draco began looking up at his lover. Harry turned to him, "You know all these rumours that are flying around?"
"Yes…" Harry said slowly. He wondered what Draco was leading up to,
"Well, does it make you, angry?"
"Why would it make me angry?"
"Well, some of the rumours seem hurtful, on your behalf. I mean in that last one, you decided to ask Ron to join in…"
"Draco I don't care about the rumours." Harry interrupted, "They are weak compared to the ones you've made up about me."
"Ah yes…" Draco said fondly remembering back to the past years, "They were pretty good weren't they?"
"Draco, all I care about is you. I don't care what anyone else thinks." Harry moved towards his lover and kissed him gently on the forehead, "Now. I feel that we should stop these rumours in their tracks."
"How are we going to do that? I don't know any spells that are strong enough to cast over the whole school."
"There is that little thing of actually making the rumours true you know." Harry said kissing Draco on the lips this time.
"Oooh. I like the sound of that Potter." Draco kissed him back gently. "Let's go!"
"Er, hang on!" Harry said pushing Draco backwards on to the bed, "I'm feeling horny- I need satisfying!"
Next door Ron shut his eyes at hearing the rhythmic thumping sound of Harry's bed. He was still rather confused about all of it, how could Harry be gay?
"At least they're quiet." Semus Finnigan said as his knight battered Ron's pawn to death. Ron glared at him,
"How can you call that thumping sound 'quiet'?"
"Well, they're not screaming or anything. You know like they do on movies…"
"Yes, thanks for that Semus." Ron muttered as he told his Queen to move in a check mate Semus.
"You're still not happy about it, are you?" Semus asked as he watching his King being pummelled to death by the Queen.
"Happy about what?"
"Happy about Harry and Draco." Ron paused for a moment,
"Is it that obvious?" He asked quietly.
"Yes, but no one really minds." Semus replied as he picked up the little pieces of his king and placed them in his palm,
"Huh?"
"Well, they all know that you and Harry are best friends. We all know it must be kind of tough on you."
"Mmmhm…" Ron replied, "It's his decision."
"Yeah I guess." The banging had stopped now and there was an eerie silence, "Another game?" Semus asked as he pulled out his wand and put his King back together.
As the Black Pearl pulled into the small little harbour Jack could see some very small figures standing there wide eyed.
"Wow…" Jack muttered to himself, "They're tiny."
"Sam!" Frodo was waving frantically overboard to one of them. One of the small figures waved back grinning broadly.
As everyone went ashore Frodo ran up to the three figures and hugged them happily. Then he turned to everyone else.
"Mr Frodo!" Sam cried out, "Why! It's Legolas! I didn't know he was on board too." Sam was pointing at Will. Will once again looked confused.
"No, no Sam!" Frodo said with a laugh, "This is Will. Someone has taken his wife. He needs the ring that we destroyed in mount doom."
"That's going to be a little tricky." Sam said biting his lip. Suddenly Jack appeared,
"And this is Captian Jack Sparrow." Frodo introduced to Sam. Suddenly Sam stepped forward and hit Jack in the balls. Jack winced in pain,
"What the hell did you do that for!" Jack cried out in a high pitched voice.
"I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened. I think I was actually aiming for your face." Sam stammered as he went slightly red.
Ron groaned loudly as he watched Harry and Draco go down the corridor together holding hands. Everyone was staring at them but neither of them seemed to care.
"Ron you're going to have to get used to it sometime." Hermione commented as the walked into the great hall for dinner, "I don't think they're going to break up any time soon."
"I know, I know." Ron muttered as they sat down at the Gryffindor table and began to help himself to the mashed potato and pork that was on offer. Harry came bounding over, grinning from ear to ear,
"Hi guys!" He said brightly as he sat down. Ron muttered 'hey' whilst Hermione went quiet.
"You guys okay?" Harry asked slowly with a puzzled look, "You both seem really quiet today."
"I'm fine." Ron replied without looking up. Harry knew that Ron wasn't telling him the truth but he let it go anyway.
Suddenly Hermione stood up and began to pick up her things,
"I've…I've got to go do something." She quickly explained before hurrying out of the hall. Ron and Harry looked at each other,
"She still hasn't snapped out of that mood she been in." Ron muttered as he ate some mashed potato, "She won't tell me what's wrong. It's all very strange to me."
"Yeah very." Harry replied.
Hermione had raced down to the library and found a quiet corner to sit in. She was shaking badly as she pulled out of her bag a copy of the Daily Prophet. She opened it up to the middle and there in a big picture was a young woman with pointed ears and holding the hands of a tall man. The caption read : Second disappearance of famous women:
Today, from an unknown source it was revealed that Arwen, the elf from middle earth has been kidnapped. Her husband, Aragon the King of Gondor, is said to be distraught at this disappearance. This is the second disappearance that has happened in the last week. Elizabeth Turner, formally known as Elizabeth Swan, disappeared at the start of the week. It is the second time Mrs Turner has gone missing but since the disappearance of Arwen there are allegations that these disappearances are linked with our magical world.
There is speculation that they could be linked to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (you know, writing his actual name would be so much easier – pity about cenship) but there is no firm evidence yet. Cornelius Fudge is making no comment at the moment but is believed to be giving a statement soon.
Hermione saw her tear fall on the page and melt into the words. She was still shaking and her mind was a whirl. Of course the disappearances were linked; they were famous women from well-known fantasy stories. Elizabeth, now Arwen. When would her time come?
" 'Mione?" Hermione turned around to see Harry and Ron standing over her full of concern.
"What's going on Hermione?" Ron asked quietly, his eyebrows furrowed, "You've been acting weird since you got back here." Hermione looked from one friend to another; she could feel the tears running down her cheeks.
"I'm next. He's coming to get me next." She whispered.
Jack didn't understand anything that was happening; if this was what sobriety felt like he'd rather be drunk. He was riding on a horse to a place called Gondor. The King, Aragon, was apparently expecting them. In front on smaller horses were the hobbits – Sam kept turning around to stare at him before whispering something to another hobbit who he thought was called Merry. He hadn't been paying attention when they were being introduced; he had been too preoccupied with the pain down in his trousers for him to care about their names.
"Ah, Gondor!" Gandalf suddenly cried out and pointed to the mountains. Carved in the side of the mountain was a pure white city. Jack slowed his horse and looked up at the amazing sight.
"Let me guess," he began with a slight chuckle, "We have to go to the top?"
"Ah!" Said Gandalf with a smile; slapping his back hard as he rode past him, "Have you been here before?" Jack gulped loudly – he'd never really liked heights.
They were a few yards from the gates to Gondor when the burst open and a man with long blonde hair and wearing green rode out to meet them.
"Gandalf!" He yelled as he rode towards them, "I'm so glad that you are back. There has been a terrible tragedy!"
"Tragedy?" Gandalf repeated raising an eyebrow, "Tell me what you speak of Legolas." Legolas slowed his horse down as he got closer to the party,
"Arwen has disappeared." Legolas stated. There were a few shocked murmurs from the party,
"Oh not another one." Jack mumbled under his breath. Legolas stared at him,
"What do you mean another one? And who are you anyway?"
"Jack Sparrow, Captain of the Black Pearl." Jack said bowing his head slightly, "I would come closer only I feel that I might get slapped." Legolas raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
"And I'm Will Turner." Will suddenly introduced himself. There was a stunned silence from both of them.
"Wow." Said Frodo as he looked from Will to Legolas, "You two look exactly the same."
"Yeah," Legolas said quietly , "Only I get paid more."
"Pardon?" Will enquired,
"Welcome to Middle Earth." Legolas said quickly. "Aragon is expecting you anyway, although he is of course in a state."
"Aren't we all?" Jack pondered as they set off again.
Elizabeth couldn't believe this. She only went out to get some shopping and she had gotten kidnapped- again. However, it wasn't pirates, and she also wasn't alone. Sitting in the cell with her was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. She had skin as white as snow and long brown hair. Her clothing seemed to be made out of the finest silk and velvet and she wore a small golden crown on her head. Her name was Arwen.
"I don't get it." Elizabeth said as she walked up to the solid wooden door and tugged at the iron handle, "What would he want with us?"
"I wouldn't know." Arwen said quietly, her voice sounding as if she was singing. Elizabeth growled angrily and kicked the door before sitting down next to Arwen.
"What use are we?" She muttered folding her arms.
"Wouldn't you like to know." A rasping voice said from the other side of the door. Arwen and Elizabeth clung onto each other, terrified. "Both of you have a purpose, and soon the last one will make my plan foolproof."
"Your plan? What plan?" Elizabeth cried out, fighting her fear.
"My plan that will make me ruler of everywhere! Middle earth, the magical world, the normal world will all come under my power with my new invention. The Voldermower!"
"The what?" Arwen asked,
"My Voldermower! The most evil cutting machine ever known! It can cut your grass in zero point three seconds to exactly three centimetres high! It is perfect!"
"But what do you need us for?"
"You, my dears, will market them. I have made a potion that will let me control you whilst you sell my machine."
"But what will you do with the money?"
"I'll become me again!" Rasped the voice, "You see I have no body because of some stupid wizarding boy and his mother's love. Once I have a face I can market my invention myself."
"And what about us?"
"I don't know. I can do whatever I please with you." The rasping suddenly turned into a sinister laughter.
"But why don't you seek revenge like anyone else?" Arwen said.
"Because I can't kill Harry." The rasp said,
"Can't get a decent nose either." Elizabeth whispered.
"I heard that!" The voice roared, "Make another joke like that and I'll kill you now."
Hermione sighed as she walked out of her class to find Harry, Ron and Draco standing there waiting for her,
"Guys, Voldemort isn't just going to run up and kidnap me." She said as they began to walk her down the corridor.
"You don't know that though, do you?" Ron said as he glanced around the corner, "He could be lurking around somewhere then – whoosh, gone."
"I hate to admit it but Ron's right." Draco said quietly, "Voldemort could be anywhere."
"Come on guys!" Hermione finally snapped. The boys turned to look at her, "Hogwarts is the safest place I could possibly be! I don't need an armed escort everywhere I…." She stopped and her face paled.
"Hermione?" Ron raised an eyebrow. Suddenly the floor which Hermione was standing on opened up. She screamed as she fell through and the ground emerged again.
"Nooo!" Ron screamed and he ran to the ground and began to pound it with his fist.
"Damn, didn't see that one coming." Draco whispered.
"What are we going to do? What are we going to do?" Ron cried angrily.
"We've got to find these other people." Harry said quickly, "You know, the ones related to Arwen and Elizabeth. Surely they will be searching for them too?"
As soon as Jack laid eyes on Aragon he knew the man was in pain. The white bandage wrapped around his head said it all. He looked up at the grown man crying his eyes out. Legolas went to him and picked up a box of men's tissues and held them up to him. Aragon delved his hand in and pulled out about five tissues and proceeded to use them all in wiping his eyes.
"He has been like this for five days solid," Gimli murmured shaking his head sadly, "He knocked himself out yesterday when he hit his head off of one of the marble columns."
"Aragon," Legolas said softly into the blubbering man's ear, "There are some people here to see you – they may know where Arwen is."
Suddenly Aragon stood up and pulled a long silver sword out of its holder. He glared at his visitors,
"What have you done with her? Where is Arwen? Where is she? Tell me now!"
Everyone stood in stunned silence - all except Jack, who was whistling rather loudly,
"You!" Aragon pointed his sword at Jack, "Tell me where she is." Jack blinked as he stared down the blade. Then a smile slowly crept onto his face,
"I believe an introduction is in order, my name is - ," Aragon jabbed the towards him, Jack quickly took a step back,
"I don't know what is worse," he murmured as the point became ever closer, "Being hit in the balls, or having a sword in my face." He moved his head slowly sideways and caught Will's eye, "A little bit of help would be most oppotune right about now."
"Aragon, Jack does not know where Arwen is." Gandalf quickly said moving towards Aragon. Aragon turned to Gandalf, in which gave Jack enough time to quickly move away and back near everyone else.
"Do they have any idea where she is?" Aragon asked quietly.
"No," Will said slowly, "But we think that the kidnapping of my wife and yours are linked."
"Oh?" Aragon raised an eyebrow.
"I think that the same person has kidnapped them." Will said, "All we need to do now is find out who it is and how to stop them."
"Congratulations, Mr Obvious," Jack murmured,
"Well do you have a better plan?" Will snapped turning to glare at Jack. Jack thought for a moment before taken a deep breath,
"Well, my plan would be to leave these women to their own devices. They have got into more serious bother from what I can gather from past experiences and a kidnapping would probably be a walk in the park. So, let us all go home and get on with our pretty little lives until they return. That way I will not have to worry about any part of my body being subjected to the feeling of pain. Besides, it's probably nothing – they probably got sidetracked when they were out shopping by a bag or a pair of shoes – or something sparkly. Women love sparkly things. And ships, of course. See? Nothing to worry about – now, where do you people keep the rum?"
"But I love her!" Aragon and Will cried out together.
"You know, it would be so much easier if you two were eunuchs." Jack sighed, knowing that it was going to be a long time before this ended.
Hey everyone, just a quick note to tell you all that no, I haven't dropped off the face of the planet. Sorry not to have updated in ages, but hopefully, I'll get a few things posted over the Christmas and New Year break from Uni. Until then, I hope you all enjoy Shadow's story.
Lolly
xxx