Title: Before Wind, there was Creation
Summary: Harry Potter, who ate a test product from Fred and George, ends up going terribly wrong when they conclude that they had added wrong ingredients, which resultes in the gift of Psychometry for Harry, (the Psychic ability of recieving visions and feelings through objects you touch.) Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, is growing and changing his views and mind in ways both light *and* dark. BUT...Is there a bigger force at work here? Can Harry's ability help Draco get out of the depression he is slowly spiraling into? (HP/DM Yaoi [Boy/boy relationship]. If you don't like it, DON'T READ.)
Feye Morgan -- Lol =) I know, I know. Everything was just so happy. Unfortunatly, I like to ruin things *shrugs* dun' no why. Thank you for reviewing the last chapter ^_^ I hope you like this one =D
Shania Maxwell -- I also thank you for continue to read this story. Here's the next chapter =)
Carlynda -- Yep, I know what'cha mean. He's gunna have to deal with more later, unfortunatly. So be ready *winks*
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**"We can measure the degree of love that we possess for any man or cause by the sacrifice we make for him or it." -- (Elder John A. Widtsoe of the Quorum of the Twelve, April 1943 general conference.)**
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Fred and George had sprinted for the Dungeons when they had heard a third year Hufflepuff swear that they had seen a gold horn in the middle of the corridor when going to see her boyfriend.
They both disregarded the fact that a Hufflepuff was even trying to date a Slytherin. Instead, they went to recieve the horn in hopes that none of them had yet stolen it. They would have been in deep trouble had they lost it.
When they arrived, the horn still glinted in its beauty in the green torch light. They both grinned, and swiped the horn up. George blew, not waiting for them to check out the room yet a second time.
'Rum...' It sounded, making both twins smile in excitement. When the Mirror erupted from the side of the wall, they both stepped through one at a time.
What they first saw when stepping through the Mirror startled them, and their eyes widened in fear. Kato Slytherin was seen a few feet away hovering in the air, his ghostly hands at his side.
"W-who are you?!" Fred asked, his eyes bulging from his head.
Kato frowned, and sat down on a torn, gray chair. "You both don't need to know that. What you do need to know is that Harry is going to need your help in the Forbidden Forest. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen to him." Kato finished, looking sincerely into both boy's eyes.
"Why should we?" George asked in suspicion.
"Ya, and why should we believe you that Harry's went into the Forbidden Forest?" Fred asked.
Kato sighed, and closed his eyes. There was no way to prove to both suspicios teens that his intuition usually had a huge chance of being correct. "I - I don't know. What I do know is if you both don't go and help him, there's no way he's going to make it through in one piece." He said, turning his head.
Both of their eyes widened, and they sprinted toward and out of the Mirror.
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Harry pummeled to the ground as something large and solid charged into him from the back. He gasped as his shoulder crashed into a tree trunk, fracturing it.
Draco stepped back in shock and fear when he saw the monster attack Harry. As he watched in horror, the creature reared her talons back and they colided with his arm. Draco looked closer at the creature, and saw it for what it truly was-
The creature looked exactly like the monsters from his dreams - the creatures that Chiron had been warning about.
'No! No, you stupid ugly woman, come after me! You don't want him. He can't offer you anything!' Draco yelled in his head desperately. The creature reared it's head back, ready to bite into Harry's chest. Draco watched as everything happened so fast, yet so slowly.
Harry yelled out in pain as the creature sunk it's teeth through the cloak and into his ribs. He bit his lip as his eyes summoned new tears. He tried kicking at the creature, but every time he tried, it only ripped more bits of skin off, making him scream louder.
Draco couldn't stand there and watch. As much as he hated going in there and risking his life, he couldn't watch as Harry Potter, the boy who lived, who had defeated Voldemort more than enough times, get ripped to shreds by a monster that didn't even have as much power as the Dark Lord himself.
Draco took a deep, shuddering breath. It was now, or never.
"Hey, you stupid, big, ugly fat beast! Over here! I could kick your arse from here to Olympia!" He yelled. Fear and adrenalin coursed through his veins, and his fists were clenched at his sides. His eyes widened as the creature stopped clawing at it's current prey, and slowly turned to Draco, it's red eyes piercing into his soul. It reminded him of his dreams, when they would attack him and mutilate him-
But there was no time for recoursing over night time terrors, as the terror was infront of him now - right there as proof for his eyes to see.
It slowly made its way over to him, its awful stench penetrating his nose. As it got closer, Draco held his nose. The odor was overbearing, clouding all of his senses. He wanted to wretch so badly, but his body kept him from doing it.
Draco fingered the wand in his left hand. He decided that he had to try something on the creature. He knew that most of the basic spells he knew were too weak. He only knew a few dark arts spells, and most of them wouldn't have any effect on the monster. He raised his wand, and muttered a spell he had learned in transfiguration, but as it hit the creature, it had no effect, but the creature did snarl at him, as it pounced for him, its wings flapping a few times. He dodged the failed attempt, and scanned his brain for anything; Anything he could find that might stop the creature.
"Ingenero Dementis!" He yelled, flicking his wand. The creature's feet were planted to the ground firmly, and it started screetching loudly. It's head was flailing about, as its claws started scraping skin from its own face.
Draco had learned the spell itself from his father, whom had taught him the spell so he could torture the muggles before he killed them. Most of the time it had made them go insane, but a few of them were able to stand out the curse long enough for him to be able to kill them off. He didn't expect it to work on this creature.
Harry, who was a few feet away, stiffly tried standing, but fell down as the blood rushed to his head. Blood was leaking from scratches on his arm, and the bites felt like they were starting to get infected.
Draco swiftly walked over to Harry, the creatures wails heard in the background. "You alright, Potter?" He asked, knowing fully well how foolish of a question that was.
"Alright?! Damn, Malfoy, my arm was almost severed, and you're asking me if I'm alright?!" He yelled hoarsly, wincing as he felt the wound on his chest.
"Here, let me see it." Draco demanded quietly.
Harry turned over, but as he did a pain shot through his whole body. There had obviously been some kind of poison in the creature's bite. He hissed as he layed on his back. Scratches were everywhere, so there was no way he was to avoid the pain.
"Curatio," Draco muttered, pointing his wand at the wound. Harry winced as the needles in his chest subsided, and he could breath normally again.
An odd silence hung in the air; There was certainly something not right. Draco stood up as hot breath traveled down over his neck. When he looked down, Harry's eyes were wide and panic-stricken. That made Draco panic, and when he slowly turned around, the creature lunged at him. The spell obviously hadn't lasted for long; The creature could only be *destroyed* by gods, after all.
Draco screamed loudly as the creature's talons dug into both of his shoulders, and hoisted him up into the air slowly.
Harry didn't know what to do, for the pain in the rest of his body was still apparent. The shock of everything had made him immobile; He couldn't move for fear of something else suddenly happening. Something that could actually try and kill him worse than that creature had tried to.
Draco was now about eleven feet up off of the ground, and the talons still wounded his already-pained shoulders. As they got farther up in altitude, he passed out.
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Harry sat there dazed, looking into the sky above him. 'How the hell could I just sit there and let it *take* him?' He asked himself, his eyes glazed. Anger coursed through him at that thought, and he stood up ignoring the pain that shouted at him. He clenched the wand he had in his hand loosely, and ran as fast as he could toward the Glade. Chiron still had to be there; If he wasn't, Harry was to be doomed. Both his and Draco's life were to be at stake.
"Ocius..." He said, pointing his wand toward his feet. Automatically, his pace was quickened without the pain adding to it. 'Come on...Come on, I have to get to him!' His conscience repeated.
Suddenly two red-headed figures appeared in the distance, and Harry halted in surprise. But as they registered in his head, he ran toward them.
"How - why are you both here?!" He asked in bewilderment.
They both grinned. "We're here to help you, Harry!" George exclaimed, pointing toward him and his brother. Just as they saw how beat up Harry had become, they frowned. Fred asked, "What in bloody hell happened to you, Harry?"
"I don't have time to explain! Just- help me get to that Glade over there!" Harry pointed over the twins shoulders, and they both turned, and said, "Harry - there's no glade!"
This confused them all greatly, especially Harry. Surely they could see it, he thought.
"No, its- its right over there. Don't you both see it?" He asked, his brows knitting in confusion.
"Uh," Fred looked behind him again, and turned back to Harry. "no. We don't see it, Harry." He said, looking at Harry like he was crazy.
Harry sighed in frustration, and pushed passed the two, ignoring the pain that still shot through him. As he walked a few more feet away, he heard two screams come from behind him.
Harry's eyes widened in relization. He turned around quickly, and saw that the two boys were being hoisted into the air by two ugly creatures that looked like the one that had attacked Harry before.
'The Keres...' Harry thought in anger. His eyes filled with tears as their screams filled the air, and he couldn't do a thing about it. Three special people had been taken in over a span of ten minutes, and he hadn't done a damned thing about it!
"No! No, no!" He wailed, his fists clenched at his sides. He angrily turned around, and stormed toward the Glade.
When he got there, he saw that Chiron wasn't there. There wasn't a trace of his ghostly presence about; This made Harry cry out in frustration. Then a feeling came over him, and nothing was going to stop it.
The feeling that - he wasn't going to get them back. Ever. There was nothing that was going to bring back the three people that he lost.
That he had *loved*.
Harry sat down on the rock that both he and Draco had sat on but an hour before. There was something historical about the rock; Something extremely special. It had the perfect veiw of the pond and it set such perfect surroundings to think.
Harry sobbed into his cloak, ignoring the cold breeze that ruffled his hair. They weren't coming back; They were going to be mutilated by those awful creatures, and it was all his fault! If he had done something, anything, when that creature was standing over Draco's shoulder, breathing down his neck, he might have still had a chance at life!
Fred and George would still be here if he had just stayed there, tried and protected them instead of pushing past them both like they didn't matter!
This pulled Harry's heart out of his chest. It tore him up inside, and not physically, like the Keres would have probably done to him tonight; But it was his spiritual heart that had stopped beating.
"Harry, boy, what's wrong?" He heard from above his shoulder.
Stunned, Harry looked up towards the spoken voice. There standing before him, was Chiron. His pelt glistened in the moonlight, and his muscles rippled as he extended his arm to help Harry up off of the rock.
"Chiron! Oh my god- They took him! They took all of them! They took Draco, and Fred, and George!" He rambled, his sobs interrupting every once in a while.
This hadn't surprised Chiron; He knew something would have happened sooner or later to the boys, but just because they hadn't heeded his warnings didn't mean he was willing to just stand by and let evil corrupt the world. He had to do something.
"I...I might know a way that we can save them." Chiron said.
As Harry heard those words, his heart started beating again. It had been dead of thought for the entire time, but that simple sentence from just one being had raised his hopes the most out of everything he had possibly heard in his entire life.
His tearful eyes glistened with a mix of hope and joy. "How?"
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Chapter Notes:::: Uh huh, and you all thought I would kill off most of the major characters.... *Gaiana laughs hysterically* Anyways, not to worry, they aren't going to die, Lol. About Kato, no, he isn't bad. He just knows the dangers of the Forbidden Forest and he saw the little episode with Draco and Harry in the room. That's how he knew where they went. He didn't know what was going to happen, just that it was something bad. He didn't mean to put Fred and George in danger while doing it.
The spells that were in here, I got from a Latin-English dictionary ^_^ (Hehe, no, I'm not *that* great at making up spells; I decided Latin was the best place to start looking, since I have absolutely no idea how to speak that language.) ---'Ingenero' means 'plant' and 'Dementis' means 'insane; mad'---'Curatio' means 'heal'---'Ocius' means 'quick; fleet; faster'---
*smiles* I'll have the next chapter up in a day or two. Love you all! ^_^
Summary: Harry Potter, who ate a test product from Fred and George, ends up going terribly wrong when they conclude that they had added wrong ingredients, which resultes in the gift of Psychometry for Harry, (the Psychic ability of recieving visions and feelings through objects you touch.) Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, is growing and changing his views and mind in ways both light *and* dark. BUT...Is there a bigger force at work here? Can Harry's ability help Draco get out of the depression he is slowly spiraling into? (HP/DM Yaoi [Boy/boy relationship]. If you don't like it, DON'T READ.)
Feye Morgan -- Lol =) I know, I know. Everything was just so happy. Unfortunatly, I like to ruin things *shrugs* dun' no why. Thank you for reviewing the last chapter ^_^ I hope you like this one =D
Shania Maxwell -- I also thank you for continue to read this story. Here's the next chapter =)
Carlynda -- Yep, I know what'cha mean. He's gunna have to deal with more later, unfortunatly. So be ready *winks*
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**"We can measure the degree of love that we possess for any man or cause by the sacrifice we make for him or it." -- (Elder John A. Widtsoe of the Quorum of the Twelve, April 1943 general conference.)**
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Fred and George had sprinted for the Dungeons when they had heard a third year Hufflepuff swear that they had seen a gold horn in the middle of the corridor when going to see her boyfriend.
They both disregarded the fact that a Hufflepuff was even trying to date a Slytherin. Instead, they went to recieve the horn in hopes that none of them had yet stolen it. They would have been in deep trouble had they lost it.
When they arrived, the horn still glinted in its beauty in the green torch light. They both grinned, and swiped the horn up. George blew, not waiting for them to check out the room yet a second time.
'Rum...' It sounded, making both twins smile in excitement. When the Mirror erupted from the side of the wall, they both stepped through one at a time.
What they first saw when stepping through the Mirror startled them, and their eyes widened in fear. Kato Slytherin was seen a few feet away hovering in the air, his ghostly hands at his side.
"W-who are you?!" Fred asked, his eyes bulging from his head.
Kato frowned, and sat down on a torn, gray chair. "You both don't need to know that. What you do need to know is that Harry is going to need your help in the Forbidden Forest. I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen to him." Kato finished, looking sincerely into both boy's eyes.
"Why should we?" George asked in suspicion.
"Ya, and why should we believe you that Harry's went into the Forbidden Forest?" Fred asked.
Kato sighed, and closed his eyes. There was no way to prove to both suspicios teens that his intuition usually had a huge chance of being correct. "I - I don't know. What I do know is if you both don't go and help him, there's no way he's going to make it through in one piece." He said, turning his head.
Both of their eyes widened, and they sprinted toward and out of the Mirror.
****~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~****
Harry pummeled to the ground as something large and solid charged into him from the back. He gasped as his shoulder crashed into a tree trunk, fracturing it.
Draco stepped back in shock and fear when he saw the monster attack Harry. As he watched in horror, the creature reared her talons back and they colided with his arm. Draco looked closer at the creature, and saw it for what it truly was-
The creature looked exactly like the monsters from his dreams - the creatures that Chiron had been warning about.
'No! No, you stupid ugly woman, come after me! You don't want him. He can't offer you anything!' Draco yelled in his head desperately. The creature reared it's head back, ready to bite into Harry's chest. Draco watched as everything happened so fast, yet so slowly.
Harry yelled out in pain as the creature sunk it's teeth through the cloak and into his ribs. He bit his lip as his eyes summoned new tears. He tried kicking at the creature, but every time he tried, it only ripped more bits of skin off, making him scream louder.
Draco couldn't stand there and watch. As much as he hated going in there and risking his life, he couldn't watch as Harry Potter, the boy who lived, who had defeated Voldemort more than enough times, get ripped to shreds by a monster that didn't even have as much power as the Dark Lord himself.
Draco took a deep, shuddering breath. It was now, or never.
"Hey, you stupid, big, ugly fat beast! Over here! I could kick your arse from here to Olympia!" He yelled. Fear and adrenalin coursed through his veins, and his fists were clenched at his sides. His eyes widened as the creature stopped clawing at it's current prey, and slowly turned to Draco, it's red eyes piercing into his soul. It reminded him of his dreams, when they would attack him and mutilate him-
But there was no time for recoursing over night time terrors, as the terror was infront of him now - right there as proof for his eyes to see.
It slowly made its way over to him, its awful stench penetrating his nose. As it got closer, Draco held his nose. The odor was overbearing, clouding all of his senses. He wanted to wretch so badly, but his body kept him from doing it.
Draco fingered the wand in his left hand. He decided that he had to try something on the creature. He knew that most of the basic spells he knew were too weak. He only knew a few dark arts spells, and most of them wouldn't have any effect on the monster. He raised his wand, and muttered a spell he had learned in transfiguration, but as it hit the creature, it had no effect, but the creature did snarl at him, as it pounced for him, its wings flapping a few times. He dodged the failed attempt, and scanned his brain for anything; Anything he could find that might stop the creature.
"Ingenero Dementis!" He yelled, flicking his wand. The creature's feet were planted to the ground firmly, and it started screetching loudly. It's head was flailing about, as its claws started scraping skin from its own face.
Draco had learned the spell itself from his father, whom had taught him the spell so he could torture the muggles before he killed them. Most of the time it had made them go insane, but a few of them were able to stand out the curse long enough for him to be able to kill them off. He didn't expect it to work on this creature.
Harry, who was a few feet away, stiffly tried standing, but fell down as the blood rushed to his head. Blood was leaking from scratches on his arm, and the bites felt like they were starting to get infected.
Draco swiftly walked over to Harry, the creatures wails heard in the background. "You alright, Potter?" He asked, knowing fully well how foolish of a question that was.
"Alright?! Damn, Malfoy, my arm was almost severed, and you're asking me if I'm alright?!" He yelled hoarsly, wincing as he felt the wound on his chest.
"Here, let me see it." Draco demanded quietly.
Harry turned over, but as he did a pain shot through his whole body. There had obviously been some kind of poison in the creature's bite. He hissed as he layed on his back. Scratches were everywhere, so there was no way he was to avoid the pain.
"Curatio," Draco muttered, pointing his wand at the wound. Harry winced as the needles in his chest subsided, and he could breath normally again.
An odd silence hung in the air; There was certainly something not right. Draco stood up as hot breath traveled down over his neck. When he looked down, Harry's eyes were wide and panic-stricken. That made Draco panic, and when he slowly turned around, the creature lunged at him. The spell obviously hadn't lasted for long; The creature could only be *destroyed* by gods, after all.
Draco screamed loudly as the creature's talons dug into both of his shoulders, and hoisted him up into the air slowly.
Harry didn't know what to do, for the pain in the rest of his body was still apparent. The shock of everything had made him immobile; He couldn't move for fear of something else suddenly happening. Something that could actually try and kill him worse than that creature had tried to.
Draco was now about eleven feet up off of the ground, and the talons still wounded his already-pained shoulders. As they got farther up in altitude, he passed out.
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Harry sat there dazed, looking into the sky above him. 'How the hell could I just sit there and let it *take* him?' He asked himself, his eyes glazed. Anger coursed through him at that thought, and he stood up ignoring the pain that shouted at him. He clenched the wand he had in his hand loosely, and ran as fast as he could toward the Glade. Chiron still had to be there; If he wasn't, Harry was to be doomed. Both his and Draco's life were to be at stake.
"Ocius..." He said, pointing his wand toward his feet. Automatically, his pace was quickened without the pain adding to it. 'Come on...Come on, I have to get to him!' His conscience repeated.
Suddenly two red-headed figures appeared in the distance, and Harry halted in surprise. But as they registered in his head, he ran toward them.
"How - why are you both here?!" He asked in bewilderment.
They both grinned. "We're here to help you, Harry!" George exclaimed, pointing toward him and his brother. Just as they saw how beat up Harry had become, they frowned. Fred asked, "What in bloody hell happened to you, Harry?"
"I don't have time to explain! Just- help me get to that Glade over there!" Harry pointed over the twins shoulders, and they both turned, and said, "Harry - there's no glade!"
This confused them all greatly, especially Harry. Surely they could see it, he thought.
"No, its- its right over there. Don't you both see it?" He asked, his brows knitting in confusion.
"Uh," Fred looked behind him again, and turned back to Harry. "no. We don't see it, Harry." He said, looking at Harry like he was crazy.
Harry sighed in frustration, and pushed passed the two, ignoring the pain that still shot through him. As he walked a few more feet away, he heard two screams come from behind him.
Harry's eyes widened in relization. He turned around quickly, and saw that the two boys were being hoisted into the air by two ugly creatures that looked like the one that had attacked Harry before.
'The Keres...' Harry thought in anger. His eyes filled with tears as their screams filled the air, and he couldn't do a thing about it. Three special people had been taken in over a span of ten minutes, and he hadn't done a damned thing about it!
"No! No, no!" He wailed, his fists clenched at his sides. He angrily turned around, and stormed toward the Glade.
When he got there, he saw that Chiron wasn't there. There wasn't a trace of his ghostly presence about; This made Harry cry out in frustration. Then a feeling came over him, and nothing was going to stop it.
The feeling that - he wasn't going to get them back. Ever. There was nothing that was going to bring back the three people that he lost.
That he had *loved*.
Harry sat down on the rock that both he and Draco had sat on but an hour before. There was something historical about the rock; Something extremely special. It had the perfect veiw of the pond and it set such perfect surroundings to think.
Harry sobbed into his cloak, ignoring the cold breeze that ruffled his hair. They weren't coming back; They were going to be mutilated by those awful creatures, and it was all his fault! If he had done something, anything, when that creature was standing over Draco's shoulder, breathing down his neck, he might have still had a chance at life!
Fred and George would still be here if he had just stayed there, tried and protected them instead of pushing past them both like they didn't matter!
This pulled Harry's heart out of his chest. It tore him up inside, and not physically, like the Keres would have probably done to him tonight; But it was his spiritual heart that had stopped beating.
"Harry, boy, what's wrong?" He heard from above his shoulder.
Stunned, Harry looked up towards the spoken voice. There standing before him, was Chiron. His pelt glistened in the moonlight, and his muscles rippled as he extended his arm to help Harry up off of the rock.
"Chiron! Oh my god- They took him! They took all of them! They took Draco, and Fred, and George!" He rambled, his sobs interrupting every once in a while.
This hadn't surprised Chiron; He knew something would have happened sooner or later to the boys, but just because they hadn't heeded his warnings didn't mean he was willing to just stand by and let evil corrupt the world. He had to do something.
"I...I might know a way that we can save them." Chiron said.
As Harry heard those words, his heart started beating again. It had been dead of thought for the entire time, but that simple sentence from just one being had raised his hopes the most out of everything he had possibly heard in his entire life.
His tearful eyes glistened with a mix of hope and joy. "How?"
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Chapter Notes:::: Uh huh, and you all thought I would kill off most of the major characters.... *Gaiana laughs hysterically* Anyways, not to worry, they aren't going to die, Lol. About Kato, no, he isn't bad. He just knows the dangers of the Forbidden Forest and he saw the little episode with Draco and Harry in the room. That's how he knew where they went. He didn't know what was going to happen, just that it was something bad. He didn't mean to put Fred and George in danger while doing it.
The spells that were in here, I got from a Latin-English dictionary ^_^ (Hehe, no, I'm not *that* great at making up spells; I decided Latin was the best place to start looking, since I have absolutely no idea how to speak that language.) ---'Ingenero' means 'plant' and 'Dementis' means 'insane; mad'---'Curatio' means 'heal'---'Ocius' means 'quick; fleet; faster'---
*smiles* I'll have the next chapter up in a day or two. Love you all! ^_^