Scorpia: (listening to music while pigging out on katsu curry)
Yami: Scorpia...Scorpia...SCORPIA!
Yugi: (takes away head phones and pokes Scorpia)
Scorpia: Huh?Wha?
Yugi: (points to review count)
Scorpia:(Sits up in shock, spraying rice all over) Holy hell!
Yami: -.- you ever heard of say ot not spray it?
Scorpia: I did say it, I just also sprayed it, but still holy shit!I never thought I would get that many reviews in just one day!
Thank you to all who reviewed! I would like to thank the anonymous reviewers, seeing as how I can't send them personal thank yous, but yeah. So thank you!
and thanks to Leneia, who pointed out my mistakes and the OOCness of the last chapter. I fixed the grammer/spelling mistakes, but the OOCness is still there...I'll probably change it once I get off of my big lazy butt and do something about it...next month...
Warnings: I want to appologize for any OOCness of Bill and Dumbledore, this is my first Harry Potter attempt, so I don't know if I pulled it off (shrugs) I suck at keeping characters in, well, character.
A cloud covered their vision as a bright light also helped in blinded the two wizards. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped, leaving them stranded in a very strange and HOT desert. You could see the sand and a city from the hill they were on, but the distance was covered and foggy, making hazy shapes in the distance.
Purple and dark blue fog and smoke covered the horizon, making the distance indiscernible. The city itself was filled with the sifting smoke and the buildings where obviously abandoned. They stood bleak and worn down by the fast blown winds, showing holes in the walls or dark doorways with doors missing. Bill looked down the hill with wide eyes, his mouth hanging slightly open. When he got over the shock of being stranded in a strange desert with no clue where they were or how they got there in the first place, he put one hand in his pocket and the other began fiddling with his dragon earring. He then had the misfortune to notice something even weirder.
As he looked down to the pocket that held his hand, he saw the tips of his fingers emerging through the baggy pants he had worn. He also noticed a certain lack of mass to his body and clothes.
"Um, sir? I may not be right, but I'm almost positive that this is not what happens in a memory. I mean, aren't we supposed to be real? I can see right through myself!" He exclaimed, holding up a hand and looking through it to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore looked at his own see-through self, fascination apparent in his eyes. "You know, this has never happened to me before. I wonder what could make us like this? Lets experiment, shall we?" He looked up at a slightly panicky Bill with a twinkle in his eye before strolling down the hill.
Bill watched incredulously as Dumbledore walked towards the city that was prominent in the distance. The strange clouds and fog rolled back from Dumbledore's figure. With mixed feelings, Bill took off after the older wizard, quickly catching up.
The two made their way to the middle of the city with no incident. They stopped by a dry fountain and looked around. Bill began to see what was in some of the closer buildings, while Dumbledore peered stoically at the huge palace that rose up on the north side of the city.
"Perhaps, Mr. Weasly, if we were to check that palace." He more stated than asked and began the trek to the palace. However, before it could be reached, Bill noticed an upside down pyramid, apparently floating from the sky. "Are you sure this is a memory? 'cause this has got to be the strangest memory I have ever been in"
"Actually I'm not sure at all that this is a memory. Think about it, my boy. We are corporeal figures in an obviously different dimension. How else could that pyramid be floating upside down? And the fog is not here. Or we are not where the fog is, which ever you prefer to think about. So we are not in a memory. At least I think. "
"Then, sir, where are we?"
"I haven't the faintest idea, Mr. Weasly." He replied calmly to Bill's question. Bill would have face faulted if they had been in an anime. As such however, he just raised an incredulous eyebrow at the professors back. The whole time they had been talking, they had continued towards the palace.
It was huge, obviously the biggest building in the entire city, with two huge statues as tall as the palace. The sandstone statues/sentries stood silent guard over the long dead palace and city, showing a fierce determination to protect something that was already broken.
In a gesture of welcome, the doors automatically swung silently open at the touch of the wizened wizard. With creaks and squeaks, the huge slabs of stone swung inward with an unseen force, making the ground they were standing on tremble. The doors banged to a stop and sand drifted down from the obviously unused entry way.
With a pause to look into the depth of the darkness that crowded into the entry way, Dumbledore took out his wand and held it up high.
"Lumos." He muttered, and Bill followed suit. With the two lit wands, they slowly made their way inside. Not more than ten steps had they taken when the doors slammed shut behind them, creating absolute darkness around the lit wands. Then with an audible 'click' the wands were extinguished, leaving the two wizards in the dark.
Shaking his wand a bit, Bill muttered lumos several times, but it wouldn't work. Dumbledore, however wasn't wasting his time. He had spotted a pin prick of light up ahead and it was getting brighter and closer. He squinted his blue eyes and tried to make out what it was.
Bill was getting very frustrated. "Lumos!" He shouted angrily. And surprisingly, his wand lit up, just as the light that Dumbledore had spotted reached them. Light suddenly flooded the chamber, blinding the two. Blinking back after images, Bill looked around.
They had unwittingly walked into a chamber off of the hallway and into a ceremonial chamber. Candles covered the floor and the walls, brackets held blazing torches. And a great pillar covered with steps of candles dominated the main part of the room. Bill gapped wide eyed at everything, noticing great piles of gold in the corners, and beautiful stained glass plates and cups.
Dumbledore wandered over to the candle pillar and began to notice a pattern in the candles placed on the floor. He scrutinized the floor and suddenly his eyes grew wide at the symbol the candles were placed in.
Bill, meanwhile had wandered over to the treasure pile. Knowing he shouldn't touch anything, he began gazing at the vast piles of gold and statuary. A glint from the corner of his eye caught his attention, and he found himself gazing at a beautiful statuette of a golden dragon with a red tint to it. It had two jaws stacked on top of each other and its serpentine body coiled around and around upon itself. He just had to touch it!
It compelled him to reach out, to see more of that beautiful statue. His fingers were wavering before the figure, mere centimeters from its gold touch when a strong hand came up behind him and grabbed his wrist in a firm grip.
Bill shook his head and snapped out of the daze he was in.
"Wha-?" Dumbledore just let go of his wrist and withdrew his own hand, looking below the gold in the pile. Bill followed his gaze and yelped, scrambling away from the pile. There, grinning up at them, was a skull. But not just any skull, it was a skull from some other form of being. It looked more mechanical that anything else, yet it had obviously been a living thing. As he looked closer, he realized the whole pile was of bones! Only the top layer was gold.
"I wouldn't touch anything, if I were you Bill. In case you hadn't noticed, the candles are arranged in a symbol which, I believe, would have consume your soul if you had you touched that, or any other gold piece. Come look." He picked his way among the candles and led Bill back to a spot where the floor was slightly raised, giving him a perfect view of the floor.
The design was similar to him, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it. "What is it?" he asked nervously, tugging at his earring and then finding his fingers going through it.
"It is a crossing of two symbols. One of the symbols is part of the horcrux and the other is the symbol you have to think about when extracting a memory to put in a Pensieve. I think that this is a form of ancient soul extracting and we are seeing the memory of a soul. But why would they need to have a soul extracted? And why would they still remember this chamber, if this 'soul seeing' is indeed what we are seeing." Dumbledore mused silently, a serious look on his face.
While they were pondering these questions and more questions popped up, they hadn't notice the fog start to roll into the chamber. A sudden wind entered and blew out over half of the candles, and a darkness seemed to invade the room. A sudden wind picked up and blew their cloaks.
Shielding their eyes with their forearms, a dark presence suddenly took form. Darkness seeped from the figure and held their gazes spell bound. You could see nothing except it resembled a human in shape. A deep rich voice boomed, apparently from every where at once.
"You dare to disturb me! You are not who I was meant for and for that you must be punished!" A dark gathering of magic appeared in the figures hand. "STOP! We meant no harm in any of our actions or whatever we have done to anger you! Please, tell us what we have done to anger you!" Dumbledore shouted over the wind to the figure from behind a shielding arm, the winds starting to push Dumbledore and Bill away from the candles and towards the piles of treasure.
" I have waited. I have waited for the other part of myself to lay claim to me, so that we may once again rid the world of darkness, if ever that time came." The figure said as if repeating something that it had constantly gone over again and again in its mind, as though it had no choice in the matter.
"You have disturbed me from my waiting and you are not the ones I have been waiting for and so you must be punished!" It repeated, as though it couldn't say anything else. The power was crackling in its hand as it released the crackling ball of nothing. They narrowly dodged the attack and a hole appeared in the floor, showing more of the purple fog and blue clouds ominously. Franticly Bill whipped out his wand. "Rictusempra!"(1)
The spell was quickly enclosed in the shadows revolving around the thing and had absolutely no affect on it. Dumbledore grabbed Bill and quickly tugged him out the door way and then, with a mighty wrench, they found themselves sweating and panting in Dumbledore's office.
Bill rasped from is doubled over position, "Sir, what does…this mean…?" Dumbledore took a deep breath and pushed his half moon spectacles farther up his nose.
"It means, my dear Mr. Weasly, that we may have found a way to defeat the darkness that is threatening to envelope the Earth." Bill looked incredulously at Dumbledore.
"Defeat lord Voldemort?"
(1) Rictusempra- I don't know how to spell this and I am a bit too lazy to check it out (shrugs) live with it.
Scorpia: I would like to say, for an anonymous reviewer, that the soul splitting is NOT a horcrux. It is a combination of a memory strand and a horcrux. Remember, the magicians had been experimenting and had found a very rough way of splitting a soul and containing it. I hope that doesn't confuse any one, because then I would be confused even more, and I already am confused so yeah. (swirly thingies in eyes) Also this dark beingis NOT Yami, it is simply a part of his mind, thus the repeating. It is a thing, not a he or a she, simply an it with little to no self conciousness. Now I'm even more confused...
Yami: You're always confused! (rolls eyes)
Scorpia: (blinks) And you're saying...what exactly...? Again I want to thank every one! and I would like to request the same amount of reviews as before, but the more the reviews the longer the chapter! So review! Please? Also, I still feel like this ficis not going to go very far, so yeah (shrugs for the billionth time) I might just take this off...what do you guys think?
Five reviews for the next chapter, please.