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Agarwean: Of course you can translate my fic into German. I'm very surprised someone would ask, but I have no problems with it. Good reading to you and your German friends!
Chapter Three
Sin snorted again, and muttered, "Crap," for the umpteenth time.
"Will you stop that," Harry demanded, "You're ruining the movie."
"The movie ruined itself," Sin replied, "and it's not my fault it's absolute crap."
Harry rolled his eyes and pulled himself away from Interview with a Vampire. "I like it."
"It's crap," Sin shot back, "Louis is kind of fine though."
Harry choked and turned to stare at Sin.
"Oh come now, even you have to admit it," Sin said waving at hand at Louis arguing with Lestat. "Or do you go for blondes?" Sin asked raising an eyebrow, "do you like Lestat."
Harry gaped at him slightly blushing and then he began sputtering incoherently.
Sin smiled knowingly and said to himself more than Harry, "Still in denial, then?"
Harry blinked at him and then stood saying, "I don't have to stand for this."
Sin blinked and watched as Harry walked out, then he grinned and yelled, "Come back Harry, you'll miss the movie."
Voldemort watched the wine swirl in the glass, the heady smell of alcohol wafting up to his nose. A month and half the boy had been missing, and most thought he was dead. Most being those not involved with one of the several major powers of the war, rampaging for control over the entire magical world. Voldemort's mouth curled into a smirk most had no idea the war even went further than Britain, though most knew he was after the world.
This was a revolution, not something as simple as war. This was a complicated battle involving anyone with power, however only those with tact survived, and the second you did something wrong you were out. At the moment the major powers were the humans siding with the light, the humans siding with the dark, the werewolves, the vampires, and a rather unusual group that hardly ever acted except to join others to advance thus they remained a power throughout the game...since it began with time.
This was more a game than anything else, a game involving real people and the real world. The winner took all and controlled the game until new powers arose. The power had been with the humans, the light and dark battling in the war everyone—even muggles—recognized, however this time the game was truly beginning and the werewolves and vampires had dropped their allies with the light and dark and now were separate powers. Even the quiet group dropped from the light, the game was taking a timeout for the moment, for powers that hadn't acted in centuries were now gathering all over the world coming up with game plans.
Voldemort took a sip of the wine and glanced over at his clock, when Potter reappeared he would have to have a talk with the boy, see who exactly had gotten their hands on him.
Harry closed his eyes and shut the book he'd been reading.
"Hello, Harry." It was Alexander, one of Sin's younger 'children'. Alexander reminded Harry of Snape, the way he was pessimistic, disliked Harry, and appeared to like glaring at people.
"Hello Alexander," Harry replied, not bothering to open his eyes, he could hear Alexander moving to a chair across from him. Sin had explained the hierarchy of his 'children' Harry was the heir to all of Sin's powers and once the turning was complete which would take a while, years possibly. After Harry went the rest of the 'children' oldest to youngest. They were normal vampires, the ones that would gain power with age, not gain power with turning and then get even more powerful, like Harry would. This was why Sin looked at Harry with such love and adoration, Harry was essentially Sin's son, and so Sin loved him with a binding parents love. Sin was giving Harry a piece of his soul as he turned him.
This was why Harry was still at Sin's home, unable to do anything outside of the house. Sin apparently wasn't a very popular vampire and losing an heir was very different from losing a childe as a piece of the sire's soul was taken with the child to the otherworld. Harry was Sin's fourth heir, and Sin couldn't lose much more of his soul, so Harry was protected as best as Sin could manage.
Harry opened his eyes and looked, really looked, at Alexander. He was a young vampire, his need for blood entirely out of his control, recently turned loose by his sire, and hungry for power—jealous of Harry's.
"What is it, Alexander?" Harry asked softly. He had to tread carefully around Alexander because two of Sin's former heirs had been killed by Sin's own 'children' a wrong move with one of them could have Harry dead. He was in a world controlled by power now, and even though the power transfer between Sin and Harry had yet to begin, people would want to kill him before he got it, and then later, for it.
"It would do you well to recognize your elders," Alexander said coolly, his cold eyes studying Harry, picking him apart.
Harry remained silent and slightly bowed his head so Alexander couldn't see the defiance in his eyes. Harry was trying to survive here.
"I don't know why Sin picked you," Alexander said softly, patronizingly, "you're weak and cowardly. I should kill you now...then Sin might pick one of us to be his heir."
Harry bit his lip to keep from commenting, even though he only had a vague idea of what was going on, he felt he knew more than Alexander did at the moment.
"Everyone would be sick to know he picked someone like you," Alexander continued he was still quiet because if Sin walked in and heard this, Alexander would have one very pissed vampire on his hands.
Harry then looked up at Alexander, and Alexander saw the blatant disrespect Harry held for him and narrowed his eyes.
"There the two of you are," Sin exclaimed, "Harry come on and watch the movie, you wanted to, and I swear I'll stop talking. Alexander, was there something you wanted?"
Harry stood and walked back to the den, knowing he'd just made an enemy in Alexander.
Agarwean: Of course you can translate my fic into German. I'm very surprised someone would ask, but I have no problems with it. Good reading to you and your German friends!
Chapter Three
Sin snorted again, and muttered, "Crap," for the umpteenth time.
"Will you stop that," Harry demanded, "You're ruining the movie."
"The movie ruined itself," Sin replied, "and it's not my fault it's absolute crap."
Harry rolled his eyes and pulled himself away from Interview with a Vampire. "I like it."
"It's crap," Sin shot back, "Louis is kind of fine though."
Harry choked and turned to stare at Sin.
"Oh come now, even you have to admit it," Sin said waving at hand at Louis arguing with Lestat. "Or do you go for blondes?" Sin asked raising an eyebrow, "do you like Lestat."
Harry gaped at him slightly blushing and then he began sputtering incoherently.
Sin smiled knowingly and said to himself more than Harry, "Still in denial, then?"
Harry blinked at him and then stood saying, "I don't have to stand for this."
Sin blinked and watched as Harry walked out, then he grinned and yelled, "Come back Harry, you'll miss the movie."
Voldemort watched the wine swirl in the glass, the heady smell of alcohol wafting up to his nose. A month and half the boy had been missing, and most thought he was dead. Most being those not involved with one of the several major powers of the war, rampaging for control over the entire magical world. Voldemort's mouth curled into a smirk most had no idea the war even went further than Britain, though most knew he was after the world.
This was a revolution, not something as simple as war. This was a complicated battle involving anyone with power, however only those with tact survived, and the second you did something wrong you were out. At the moment the major powers were the humans siding with the light, the humans siding with the dark, the werewolves, the vampires, and a rather unusual group that hardly ever acted except to join others to advance thus they remained a power throughout the game...since it began with time.
This was more a game than anything else, a game involving real people and the real world. The winner took all and controlled the game until new powers arose. The power had been with the humans, the light and dark battling in the war everyone—even muggles—recognized, however this time the game was truly beginning and the werewolves and vampires had dropped their allies with the light and dark and now were separate powers. Even the quiet group dropped from the light, the game was taking a timeout for the moment, for powers that hadn't acted in centuries were now gathering all over the world coming up with game plans.
Voldemort took a sip of the wine and glanced over at his clock, when Potter reappeared he would have to have a talk with the boy, see who exactly had gotten their hands on him.
Harry closed his eyes and shut the book he'd been reading.
"Hello, Harry." It was Alexander, one of Sin's younger 'children'. Alexander reminded Harry of Snape, the way he was pessimistic, disliked Harry, and appeared to like glaring at people.
"Hello Alexander," Harry replied, not bothering to open his eyes, he could hear Alexander moving to a chair across from him. Sin had explained the hierarchy of his 'children' Harry was the heir to all of Sin's powers and once the turning was complete which would take a while, years possibly. After Harry went the rest of the 'children' oldest to youngest. They were normal vampires, the ones that would gain power with age, not gain power with turning and then get even more powerful, like Harry would. This was why Sin looked at Harry with such love and adoration, Harry was essentially Sin's son, and so Sin loved him with a binding parents love. Sin was giving Harry a piece of his soul as he turned him.
This was why Harry was still at Sin's home, unable to do anything outside of the house. Sin apparently wasn't a very popular vampire and losing an heir was very different from losing a childe as a piece of the sire's soul was taken with the child to the otherworld. Harry was Sin's fourth heir, and Sin couldn't lose much more of his soul, so Harry was protected as best as Sin could manage.
Harry opened his eyes and looked, really looked, at Alexander. He was a young vampire, his need for blood entirely out of his control, recently turned loose by his sire, and hungry for power—jealous of Harry's.
"What is it, Alexander?" Harry asked softly. He had to tread carefully around Alexander because two of Sin's former heirs had been killed by Sin's own 'children' a wrong move with one of them could have Harry dead. He was in a world controlled by power now, and even though the power transfer between Sin and Harry had yet to begin, people would want to kill him before he got it, and then later, for it.
"It would do you well to recognize your elders," Alexander said coolly, his cold eyes studying Harry, picking him apart.
Harry remained silent and slightly bowed his head so Alexander couldn't see the defiance in his eyes. Harry was trying to survive here.
"I don't know why Sin picked you," Alexander said softly, patronizingly, "you're weak and cowardly. I should kill you now...then Sin might pick one of us to be his heir."
Harry bit his lip to keep from commenting, even though he only had a vague idea of what was going on, he felt he knew more than Alexander did at the moment.
"Everyone would be sick to know he picked someone like you," Alexander continued he was still quiet because if Sin walked in and heard this, Alexander would have one very pissed vampire on his hands.
Harry then looked up at Alexander, and Alexander saw the blatant disrespect Harry held for him and narrowed his eyes.
"There the two of you are," Sin exclaimed, "Harry come on and watch the movie, you wanted to, and I swear I'll stop talking. Alexander, was there something you wanted?"
Harry stood and walked back to the den, knowing he'd just made an enemy in Alexander.