Aria of Discord
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Connection with the Count
He looked at the wall of the room he was in, thinking about the way that his life had been messed up spectacularly. It had been some time since Sirius had died, making him the one responsible for his mood. He had begun to see what Voldemort was after, and he was agreeing. The Muggles were ignorant, and with the current way of dealing with problems, it wouldn't be soon enough that the wizarding world would face extinction by the muggles, because they were weird…
He could feel something stirring within him, a darker part of himself rising up within his very soul, making him feel the emotions of the pain and agony which were not his, but of another person. He hoped that there would be a good explanation for it, but instead he just sat on his bed, eating whatever was put through the cat flap for him to eat. He didn't care, nor did he want to eat, but it was necessary.
He looked at the sky on his birthday. He looked to see that there was a big full moon visible, making it not so hard for him to identify several of the craters on it. A brief flicker of something huge was visible to his eyes and he closed them for a moment.
He could feel something in the back of his mind, something which wanted to make sure that he would get to do something which was taboo for a lot of people. Murder, to slaughter people in an utmost gruesome fashion.
He could already feel the dark emotion come from within and didn't even dare to question it as he could feel a strange pull on his chest while he stood up, carefully walking to his window as to not disturb anyone in the house. He looked at the full moon for a moment before he sensed someone being in the same room as he was. He looked at the moon still and then said without turning around "What do you want?"
He had expected to get a reply from a confused person, but didn't hear anything. He turned around to look at a stunned purple haired woman who was looking at him with her eyes slightly wide. He recognized her as Tonks immediately as his eyes filled with curiosity "What is it that you want?" he asked once again, his words chilling the air around them. Looking into her eyes as if he was searching her soul for the answer, she relaxed a bit, her posture slumping slightly as if she had a fright just a few moments ago.
"Dumbledore told me to come see you so you could get over Sirius. We can talk, I suppose but well it's up to you…" She was frightened by his first question, since his voice had sounded so cold and uncaring that it made her freeze up.
He smiled softly for a moment before answering "Sirius did what he did… It was a foolish gesture which got him killed, but I can relate to that…" he looked to the moon still, still getting the flickering image of a castle levitating there. Then, sighing deeply as he looked at Tonks once again and saying "I am sad that he is dead, but he wouldn't have wanted us to mourn about his death. Death comes for us all save the immortals of the night." He looked at the moon once again, he felt a sensation pull behind his navel making him almost experience a portkey, pulling him to a destination; once again a flicker of a huge castle.
"W-w-what do you mean, Harry?" she asked, looking at him with her face slightly scared, while her body was just paralyzed with fear at the tone he was taking, he sounded so…So cold, so dead, so…uninterested.
"Vampires… They have immortal life, but we kill them nonetheless… it is very disturbing to think that they were once humans, but simply have a craving for blood… I wonder how it would have been if I had been a vampire… You would have scorned me and eventually killed me…" she could not help but nod, since that was the general reaction when there had been another vampire found.
"Vampires are a menace to society and must be destroyed. Dracula himself resurrects every hundred years, but luckily we have the Belmont Clan to guard us from Dracula since his power is too great for any wizard to oppose…" she recited from her mind, that piece of history being one of the more interesting things which had been taught to her, always having a fascination for those horror stories about zombies and the like. She looked at Harry who stood still for what felt like an eternity before he broke the silence with his voice"Would you be able to tell me the date when they will be getting me out of here?"
She slowly shook her head while saying "Dumbledore forbids you to leave until the fifteenth of August." She waited for the inevitable outburst that would be coming, but heard nothing. She looked at him and saw him with moonlight streaming all over him and making him look like some sort of dark angel in the illuminating moonlight.
"Very well, let the old man think that I am going to stay in one place…" he muttered, he could feel something in his gut wrench for a moment, looking at the full moon, making him release a bit of the tension within his body. He looked at the moon, a feeling of hunger, a darker craving then food settled over him.
He looked at the moon as he put his hands on the windowsill. He could feel how his nails began to lengthen a bit, turning into claws. He grinned softly to himself before turning to look at Tonks, blood red eyes looking at her with no speckle of remorse in them. "Dumbledore is a fool for letting me become caged in here…" his eyes returned to their deadly green color and thanks to the light., his blood red color wasn't noticed by Tonks, who was looking at Harry with the moonlight shielding his face, giving a shadow a chance to cover his face.
He grinned at her and then continued "If he does not set me free, I shall take matters in my own hands…" he remained silent for the time, just watching the moon, giving Tonks enough time to come from her stupor replying with a slight shake in her voice "You don't have to act that way, we can still be friends…. I'm not your enemy, Voldemort is…"
"Voldemort would let me walk around freely, letting me do whatever I pleased if I had joined him…" he said, looking at the full moon and hearing the woman behind him gasp, a small smile coming to his lips as he continued "I would have taken the offer too, but well… he had killed my parents and tried to kill me so I killed him that time… which caused him to fly away as a spirit."
He made a sound in the back of his throat as he leaned on the windowsill still, looking at the luminescent moon, the image of a castle appearing there, causing him to smile in a cruel way, which went unseen by the woman in his room.
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Scene switch
In a room in France, a young girl was running through the house, dressed in what someone would be able to describe as a hot fighter outfit. She was looking around for a place to hide, since she had been evading her trainer once again, her elder brother Julius. She dodged a piece of furniture, her red hair slightly rustling with the movement she was doing. Julius was the main heir and if pressed, she would be needed to assist him, should Dracula emerge again in a few years.
She knew how to handle the Vampire Killer, knew how to handle a broadsword, knew how to handle a knife, short sword, cross and how to toss holy water so that it hit the person in the head, useful skill when one got into a bar fight…
"GET BACK HERE YOU DAMN BRAT!" a masculine voice was heard through the mansion that they lived in, causing their parents to sigh and just shake their heads. It wasn't their job to kill vampires anymore, it now was passed on to those two and Julius was quite the rascal.
"I don't want to train Julio! Let me be alone and just get the hell out of my rooms!" she shouted at him and he opened the door to her bedroom, looking at her with his face creasing in a soft frown, looking not out of place on his face and he said: "You need to train to help me defeat Dracula when he comes back alive! Remember that our ancestor swore that we would defeat that fiend with the Vampire Killer and so we have done for generations!"
She sighed and then said; "Just allow me to change my underwear, or else I'll whip you so bad that you'll be unable to wal—"She was grabbed by the waist by her brother who continued to drag her to the training room, heedless of her protests.
"I think she should start learning magic on that school that Albus was talking about… and Julius should too… any resource they can learn must be used to fight that monster…" her father said after a few seconds of debate with his wife and she nodded slowly and solemnly, looking at her daughter as she was unceremoniously slung over her brother's back, them being only a few minutes apart.
Scene Switch
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Harry looked at the sky for a moment before turning to the woman in his rooms once again. a vision of himself wearing black clothing with a red trim, like an old nobleman used to wear came in his mind and he supplied a name to go with it "Dracula…"
The name was uttered slowly as he watched the woman's reaction, which was to pale at the utterance of that name and he smiled softly, his eyes downcast, looking at the floor as he could feel something in his hand, a small thing digging into his hand. With a pull, he moved his arm and realized that it was one of his nails which had dug into the skin in an unnoticed moment, probably to scratch and itch and then with him getting lost into thought went into his skin.
Once the nail was pulled from the skin, the sensation of himself loosing blood became apparent and he looked at the wound with a look of minor annoyance on his face and asking "Could you please clean my blood from my wrists?"
She calmed herself after she had witnessed Harry Potter pulling out one of his nails from his skin, in which she had watched him lodge it in a moment of inattention, his face looking up to the moon.
It got very creepy soon as he seemed to go into a trance when he watched the moon, his hands moving of their own accord and scratching at his wrists, like he was attempting to get unseen shackles off his wrists.
She used a simply wound closing charm, only intended for small cuts and watched how he looked at the now closed wound for a moment before he licked the blood off it, looking at her with his eyes seemingly misty he gave a small sigh of being content with the blood.
It tasted metallic, making him feel how the blood seemed to be richer then whenever he had tasted it before. He looked at Tonks and asked "Have you done anything to my blood? It tastes strange…"
She looked at him strangely while responding "Tastes strange? Let me check it..." as an Auror you were taught to cast a spell to check if someone had some sort of potion inside their bodies which would serve as a narcotic. She knew some of the more advanced spells as well, knowing that she would be able to check blood for abilities and such that the person she was associating with had. Of course, blood was always taken through measures which would draw no suspicion, like a small blood absorbing ring, which could hand over the blood from the person's veins to the ring without the person ever feeling anything. She decided to cast the most advanced one she knew, wanting to help this young man out of trouble if something truly was wrong with his blood… She looked at him and then pointed the spell at one of the bloody drips on the floor.
Immediately she began to incant the spell, and the blood glowed silver for a moment before a parchment glowed on the table and began to list the attributes found in the blood:
Subject: Harry James Potter
Blood Type: Unknown
List of influences detected in the blood: affection/love potion( Callypso Exilon), Controlling potion (Imperialismus Major), suppressing Potion (Ultimus regnum)
Person is close to collapse, mental state altering potions have been detected, but could not be identified
Traces of Magic within the blood: Unknown Dark Spell, Cruciatus ( Medium Exposure, Middle powered and Maximum powered)Phoenix tears, Basilisk venom, unknown dark magic.
Power level: Subject is on the power level of creatures with the status of Lord of Magic, be it Light or Dark. Blood suggests that the subject has dark ties, but is neutral to either side.
Mental state: Irregular, from an---
Harry's hand shot out and grabbed the parchment, his hand sapping the magic of the spell and he looked at the paper with his eyes shining with a dark gleam within them as he read the readouts.
"Controlling spells… potions… whatnot… I can assume that this is your illustrious leader's work, or am I certain that one of my… friends has administered the love or affection potion to me…" he spoke, his voice icy and she saw the cold anger within it clear and gulped, knowing that she would have words with Albus about that…
He looked out of the window once again, sighing deeply. He could feel something poking on the edge of his consciousness, like a memory wanted to let its presence known to him. He looked at Tonks one final time and said "Fetch Remus for me please. I need to speak to him about something. And keep the blood test and the results a secret from Dumbledore, or else I will not spare you when it is my time to battle with Voldemort and just have him kill you so the Death Eaters can do things with your cold corpse…"
The mention of that made her pale and her hair shifted into a grey color as a reflection of her mood and she nodded "I will ask him to come by…" with that she popped away with apparition, leaving him to look at the empty space which was of her.
He felt a surge of pain go through his mind as the memory pressed itself to his mind and he groaned in pain before collapsing into unconsciousness…
A new story in the HP category… I hope that this will awake your spirits to review…
For those that played Aria of Sorrow, this will feature Harry being able to absorb the souls of the creatures that he kills… or well… allow a certain someone to use them too… he'll have a nemesis in this, which the memory in the next chapter will explain…
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