Ok I'll be honest; I was so close to forgetting to finish off the section of the island… Literally last minute "OH MY GODDESS! SH*T" *types like mad*
So, yeah… This chapter will be long because I am taking forever, but don't hate me~! I had exams, well mocks, but exams in January… After that end of year exams but I finish school early so expect a spamming of chapters in May? May June? Some month not now I guess ^_^
Well; on with the story I guess \ (^^)/
Suparna glided gently towards the wooden shack and tapped on the door sharply with her beak demanding entrance. Whatever was in there knew who she was and what she wanted and the door slowly creaked open. The entire shack was coated in darkness, as if shadows were forced to remain there to cloak the secrets within the shed. The shack wasn't very big but due to the shadows chained to the building, it was enough to make the devil himself cautious and the angels to flee in terror. Suparna wasted no time and delved swiftly into the wooden shed. The shed was barren, well, if one counted barren as empty but with a huge gaping hole heading straight into the centre of the isle, barren, than yes it was.
Suparna dived deep into the cavern and ended up into a large hallway made of yellowing stone with patches of brown from the water dripping from the ceiling. The hall was well kept aside from the natural dampness, there were pillars and columns carved from the rock by hand with delicate designs and there was a mosaic path leading the correct direction which from Suparna's position was of a row of birds in midflight. The walls were jagged and had some areas where chunks were missing, big enough for the monsters beneath one's bed to hide under, so if one strayed from the path the creatures that Suparna knew were watching her would find her and make a necklace from her bones. But Suparna wasn't interested in the numerous jewels and treasures that littered off the side of the path that beckoned darkly to her, these mere trinkets had no value to her for she knew that wit beyond measure was man's greatest treasure, so was wise enough not to fall for the shiny, beautiful jewels which mimicked that of Gringotts most secure vault. Suparna face set in determination, her mistress had given her a mission, and she wouldn't ever betray nor fail her mistress. She would do this; for the future. Suparna glided slowly and gently through the labyrinthine path and saw gentle figures form from the shadows.
They were women, the most beautiful women Suparna had ever seen, if she were human that is. They had the hourglass figure all females strove for, and had pale gentle soft skin that had men on the verge of their seats. They were all naked yet not shy as they swayed out the shadows their hair multiple shades in many beautiful complimenting styles danced along with the movement. They all seemed to watch her as she went. The cavern soon became more jagged and creatures like the women before leaned forward with interest on the rocks stuck of the wall as they lent casually against them. These creatures had multiple features such as clawed feet and wings where their arms would be, some had bird heads and cawed mumblings of nothingness. Soon the cavern opened back out again, it was wide and this was the neatest place in the entire isle. There was no dampness here, but several columns leading into other rooms where they slept Suparna assumed. In the middle of the opening were a few steps where creatures made from mostly bird but with a humanlike figure lay chirruping to each other, whilst lying against the yellowing rocky steps. On top of the steps was a throne which was sandy yellow and had such a beautiful woman sat in it, it was thought that she was Aphrodite herself.
The only thing separating her from the rest was the black dress made of darkness and shadows which filtered out into a beckoning mist where her feet would be, she also wore a feathered wrap which clung to her shoulders and drifted down gently. She had a light olive tan and had wide brown eyes which looked innocently on; she didn't look much older than 18 but Suparna knew not to judge by appearances. Her hair was the colour of the setting sun and was curly beyond imagination, if it were to be straightened she would become the modern day Rapunzel. She looked on curious about the new arrival, but waited for Suparna to make her move.
Suparna landed swiftly and cawed loudly in challenge of the seated woman who leaned back in disgust. The humanoids at her feet squawked with anger at her for her lack of respect. Suparna laughed at them in light caws and danced back as one of them took a swing for her. The others froze watching as they both fought the strongest warrior and an overgrown raven. She cawed lightly in play and dived for the attacker. The humanoid was ready and grabbed her successfully only for Suparna to vaporize into air. The humanoid looked around frantically in plain confusion, the seated woman gasped her eyes wide with knowledge, as she watched her favoured warrior fall as a sharp pain jabbed her painfully in the centre of her back. She reached behind her and saw black liquid forming on the finders of the humanoid. Suparna hovered in the air for a moment, before vanishing once again. The Humanoid stood to the best of her abilities and unfurled her claws preparing to strike at any moment. A blur slashed at her side which she grasped which a shriek of pain, only for it to appear a second later at her other side. Looking down two large gashes stroked the humanoids side and was bleeding profusely, black liquid forming a puddle around her feet, which rippled gently. The humanoid cooed tiredly as the blood was dragged out of her due to sacrificial magic, before slowly slumping in the puddle. Suparna condensed and floated down to the puddle brushing her feathers against it gently. Returning back into the centre of the hall, the other creatures were looking on cautiously at the overgrown bird, whilst one or two were aiding the fallen in stopping the bleeding.
Plucking one of her feathers coated with blood, she laid it at her feet, before stepping away slowly and calling out in a long echoing cry much alike to an air raid siren. Before anyone could blink, the feather rose and vibrated furiously as if something within was clawing its way out. An echoing aura danced around it softly before it grew brighter as the vibrations grew even more violent until it formed the soft outline soul form of Rowena Ravenclaw.
Rowena blinked and smiled at the woman in the throne who looked astounded at Rowena. Before she could utter a sound Rowena spoke.
"Well Repine, it has been a while hasn't it, last time I saw you, you were a small chick hiding beneath the Queen's skirt. Speaking of which, she's doing fine and believes you can lead your flock onto greatness. Now look at you, all grown up and ready for action. This is why I, and Suparna my loyal, trustworthy friend and familiar are here" Suparna cawed loudly in a tone which stated business. Rowena looked pleadingly at the woman in the throne. "You've felt it, haven't you?" She stated desperately, "The Earth, what the muggles are doing to it. Wearing her down, rotting her like a disease…" The young Queen's eyes widened and she nodded silently, "As a friend we need your help… but as the Queen of the Sirens' we require your alliance." Rowena finished grandly.
Repine spoke, clear and pristine in a charming voice, "I have… I've felt her pain, she's going to turn insane soon… the muggles have caused too much damage we need to fix something, there is a time limit until 2012 in which the poles will shift once again, this is the time we can save her by but we need to take action now… What will you have me do?"
Rowena grinned happily and floated over and began to whisper in the woman's ear. Soon, we shall be ready, Rowena smiled.
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Mahi stared down at his small charge with masked surprise. It was very soon; Too soon; impossibly soon he concluded looking down at the peaceful slumbering boy. He knew that his Honey had a soul mate bond, but didn't think it would activate this soon, he knew that the one would turn up, but for the bond to activate when he was seven years past his birth is… remarkably soon. It was an anomaly, but then again so was his very existence, so much so fate seemed to hate him… with a fury unknown to man – women knew it very well and weren't afraid to use it either. Fate wanted to harm his Honani. As a familiar and a one of a kind creature, Mahi would not stand for this, no matter who it was. There were many soul stages to go through, but he would catch the rabbit when he was near enough, no point worrying about his feast now. So Mahi focused on other things, like Honey's family. Honani's new family were… eccentric, very much so in fact. The elder reeked of sweet grass, which was odd considering this grass would be edible and taste nice for all… but it had an underling Iron and dirt smell as well.
Flicking his tongue and furling and uncurling the gentle invisible flower on his head, he confirmed it. Defiantly, sweet green grass, dirt and iron… an odd scent he'd give her that. Mahi then decided to dub the one known as Leira as sweet grass… not for any real reason just for amusing purposes. The Male however, smelt mainly of pencil and lead due to the pictures he was so frequently, but he had an odd different scent; a sweet smelling sap smell around him, like a sort of passion flower smell; which oddly enough was used for headaches and sleeping. Perhaps this beautiful purple spiral of a flower was used in the concoction which he blew onto his Honani; to help him sleep. For various reasons, he shall call male; Passion Paper. Once again, for no particular reason other than his amusement.
The female vineling however was an anomaly, she smelt of the sea breeze, with a hint of sugar. As if the sea breeze was riding in joy, pluming in a cloud of icing sugar dancing so grand and gracefully towards the shore. She was strange to say the least. Mahi could picture her scent, by the sea the wind is blowing but it shimmers as sugar dust passes by, coating the cliffs edge in silver. For this reason he shall call her, Sea Sugar. Mahi could tell she knew things others didn't… it was probably due to her seers ability. Mahi had always been able to pinpoint what a person or creatures as these elves were, had as a gift. Sea Sugar had the gift of sight and travel, but that was for her to tell Honey, not him. It wasn't his place after all.
Mahi was currently having a competition with the girl, and to say the least, he was having fun. He stared long and hard at her odd shimmering chocolate brown eyes, they seemed to swirl and dance around the pupil and the iris seemed to quiver with knowledge unknown to man. Her eyes seemed to be a mix of contrasting colours grinding together, rather than meshing together like clockwork, yet they still retained an amazing image of purity. He stared hard and hissed lowly as impossible images passed his widening eyes.
~A field of the greenest grass with a light shade of white dancing along the edges in a surreal manor made Mahi believe he was in a dream, even as the light stung the edges which helped the trees to gain a glimmering melodic silver coat. Along the branches bent without much force downwards, fruit hanged low. A swift cream coloured hand of a young ten year old Leira grasped the light orange and purple coloured fruit harshly, she brought it to her mouth happily and bit deep into the core of the fruit, the insides of the fruit were a light sky blue and seemingly every touch turned it into warm sweet fruit juice. Leira grinned, her mouth turned blue as she smiled and finished off the fruit with some level of skill, drinking it as she held on by the stalk, you could tell this took a while of practise in order for it not to dribble down the front of her white shimmery dress. Young Leira danced off leaving the field, deserted, yet not quite alone. ~
Mahi's eyes widened further, she was showing him an image of the Elven realm, the very realm the elves ran away to, the most secretive place they hold, Mahi, still in competition didn't dare blink in surprise which he otherwise would have, but then again, maybe she was doing this to put him off; to force him to blink! Two can play at that game, Mahi thought before an innocent smile crossed his face. Mahi gently pushed his way through into Erynia's mind and remembered a time so long ago.
~The fire burned away licking and tasting the wood with delight as it sat in the fireplace being fed so slowly and being stroked occasionally by a large man with wild red hair which seemed to puff up in the flickering shade of the fire. The fire snapped happily at the man who fed it, and the man smiled back, his young pale face, yet to be marred with scars to come, lifted with his joy and his green eyes danced in mirth. He reached out with his hand and the flames leapt at him, dancing along his arms in utter bliss. A dark chuckle from across the room caught his attention.
"Now, Now Godric, Stop playing with the fire, it is most unbecoming of you, you arrogant headstrong fool."
Godric turned his head, and a smirk appeared as he glanced at the black haired man leaning casually against the arm of a green large armchair made of a strange material that looked oddly enough like dragon skin… to muggles that is.
"Oh come now Sal, everyone has an inner child that longs to play, why don't you accept yours and live life to the fullest. Being an adult is boring most of the time so relax, my friend" Godric said sarcastically with an easy smile, skilfully juggling three flames with one hand as the other stroked his thigh where his wand lay, ready for anything. "I'd like to bet he's in there hiding under a rock, begging for comfort as he whispers to snakes and paddles in the lakes and dances in the rain whilst singing loony songs like a barmy old bard" Godric grinned in mock meanness and Sal shot him a harsh look before his resolve rippled away and he grimaced with a sigh.
"Because, my dear Godric" Salazar drawled, "I am not willing to lose my dignity with such, unappreciated manners and stupid behaviours which you and your house seem to be prone to. After all, one of these days you'll end up losing an eye, or a leg, or perchance even a part of that noble nose your always jabbering on about" Salazar grinned triumphantly as Godric's fist tightened, he had always prided himself on his looks which made all the women swoon and the housemaids to blush, he was accompanied to it; the thought of losing it, wasn't an option. He depended greatly on the ability to make a foe bow before his power and courage and the ability to get what he wants, when he wants it; Salazar knew this well.
Godric's eyes flashed in small spark of pure anger. A sharp cry from Salazar revealed what had happened. Salazar grasped his goblet and let the cool soothing water flow from it and onto the singe part of his black beard before he turned, blazing in fury at the red haired man who smugly grinned at him in a roguish way which made him seem more feral than one would originally think.
Salazar leaned back and hissed harshly in parseltongue and reached for his wand.
Before either man could blink, a bright blue ambient light covered them and they froze, unable to move from their positions, their eyes moved frantically about looking for the culprit and they both settled on a dark figure from the doorway. The figure chuckled lightly in a teasing tone, and stepped out of the flickering shadows. The figure wore a deep blue dress with a gentle bronze shawl coating her shoulder which led down her back gently and trailed off. Her eyes were a deep midnight blue and held wisdom which looked out of place in the woman so young. A familiar-looking raven sat on her shoulder resting its head against her black tinted blue hair tied up in a soft bunch on the top of her head and chuckled softly with a few light caws. The figure looked at the raven and chuckled a little more.
"Agreed Suparna dear, they do indeed act like children." She said fondly stroking the raven's head; whilst idly noticing the woman who stepped up neck to her. "What do you think, Helga, Mahi?" She asked spotting the creature at the other woman's feet.
"Most defiantly, isn't that right Mahi" The creature nodded its head and trotted off to the side to watch the fun. The raven swiftly joined him and settled on his large head.
"Hello there Mahi, How are you today?" The raven asked politely. The creature flicked his ear gently, and sat his head between his paws.
"I could have been better," Mahi stated with a sigh, at Suparna's enquiring look he elaborated, "All the children when I went to visit them today, although I do love to see them, appear to believe I'm nothing short of a teddy bear, my dear. I'm a badger, we are a mix between mini bears and zebra, but we have teeth and can be dangerous… if I wanted to be." Mahi finished pathetically with a huff. Choked caws gave away Suparna's guffaws at him. Mahi shot her and irritated look and whipped his ear at her, making her jump and fall onto the floor in a mass of feathers and claws. Mahi laughed lowly and nudged the fallen bird into a position where she knew which way was up and sat strong. "This is why I told, Madame." Suparna was primping herself with her beak and looked up and jostled back taken back by his words with a low squawk as not to gain attention from their bonded. "She seemed to agree, and came up with an ingenious plan that my form change to suit that of the heirs of Hufflepuff, so one day, I'll become a poisonous snake and eat you up!" Mahi declared with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Suparna cawed gently and looked up at the lion entering the room grandly. The lion looked at the two of them and bared his white teeth in welcome, before looking towards his master and shaking his head softly. Godric was being pulled back by Helga whilst Rowena had Salazar hissing indignities in Parseltongue; the two of them were playing together today as well. The lion trotted over gracefully his paws padding gently against the stone cold floor, and he curled himself up around the two animals. His fur was a rich yellow and his mane an unusual bright red, the colour found on forest fire embers that roared into the sky, which fell brightly against the lit up sky of the setting sun. Its eyes were an odd green of rose bud leaves and had a joyous quality about them.
Suparna rolled her eyes as the lion swiftly fell asleep and snored gently, whilst Mahi nuzzled his side softly in friendship.
"But what about heirs who don't have children, or die young? You'd just be alone." stated Suparna worriedly, gently spoken words though not to wake the sleeping lion beside them; he hardly had enough sleep recently what with the arguments and shouts that Sal and Godric had.
"She has that covered too, every person who doesn't create an heir is reborn through the soul so that when they find 'the one' they will pass on together." Mahi replied staring straight at the two men being lectured by Rowena, sniggering. They both looked like naughty school boys being caught doing something they shouldn't have.
"The Transferir Alma" Suparna whispered in a deathly hoarse voice. "Do you know what this means? You fool!" Suparna hissed. Mahi turned and nodded determined.
"Fate will challenge every life 'the one' has, until a soul mate is born. I know this well Suparna, so I shall stay and protect them, whoever they may be, male, female. I know and agreed. I read the fine print and I know what I'm doing. I want this, Suparna." Mahi declared boldly. "I want to protect 'the one' and nothing will stop me."
Suparna was at a loss of words; never had Mahi spoken so strongly, he even sounded like a Gryffindor!
Suparna knew just then what to do.
"Then I might as well do it in as well then… in order to stop you from going mad with the amount of time that has gone by." The raven smirked as Mahi spluttered out denies and stammers of shock. "And to aid you in getting to 'the one', of course,I tell you, one of those times you'll be oceans apart and will need a ride" Suparna stated gently.
"I want in too." A deep rumbling came from beside them. Mahi's eyes widened and he stammered. "Knowing you, you'd probably be eaten or something, so I'll dart in to save your sorry behind" The lion murmured softly.
"Rao; Wait, w-what? No- I? I- no! I don't want you guys to give up your eternal rest for me!" Mahi's eyes were wide and honest, "I'll be fine on my own, trust me!"
Rao chuckled deeply and licked the side of Mahi's muzzle with his rough tongue heated with his elemental energy, causing Mahi to wince slightly as he felt his earth elemental side weaken slightly.
"You have no hope of not letting us join you; we are together and we shall stay that way forever. We are bound. You can tell that, it's your gift to see this, you can tell we'll be by your side." Mahi looked down in burning shame, he could tell, but he was ashamed that he couldn't stand on his own. "That is…" Mahi, Suparna both looked at Rao intrigued. "…All four of us … Correct, Lisbeth?"
A large black snake with large jagged scales and ridges along her back appeared behind Suparna who squawked and toppled into the lap of the lion who licked her enthusiastically. The snake was over two meters long hissed out a greeting and laughed gently. She had harsh killing red eyes which were hidden behind a film which stayed strong and turned her eyes a soft amber; theses blinked gently at the trio and she smiled.
"I should remain in the chamber to prevent any unnecessary deaths from my eyes. But I will aid you, sweetie. You have my support, I'll wait for you." Lisbeth nodded and draped herself over Rao happily and basked in his body heat.
Mahi nodded and nuzzled the group. He had support. He had friends. He had…Family. ~
Erynia blinked in shock as tears threatened to overwhelm her. Mahi hissed in triumph and jigged about in a happy dance which made Erynia laugh joyfully. Mahi scaled her body and hissed in her ear causing her to squirm and giggled as a little girl should. He draped himself over the tearing girl and hugged her in a weird snake way, before nuzzling her slightly until she stopped crying.
Darian looked over with a large blooming smile and finished with a final stroke of his pencil before observing his work.
Erynia was focused in staring at Mahi; every scale highlighted grandly so even the hidden veins beneath were slightly visible giving away what he truly was. Erynia had a glint in her eye which was abnormal and strange yet mystifying at the same time; her hair was carefully drawn with every stroke and peaking through the thin layers of hair a pointed ear emerged, seen only by those who knew of course. Her nose was perfectly sculpted and her white dress lined with soft lace was spotted easily and was carved delicately into the page. Mahi's gentle flower pattern was highlighted greatly in this picture, a criss-cross of vines trailed down his back with a rough flower pattern in the diamond spacing of each of the crossing lines. Each scale was drawn with precision and perfection without allowing any faults. The snake's head was angular and distinguished and looked very regal; for not being human.
A groan drew everyone's attention from their activities and Darian could feel Leira's presence in his mind. Honani blinked blearily with confusion as he lifted his drooping arms to block the offending sun from his bleak eyes. Mahi looked up, his eyes brightening and slid off Erynia's shoulders to slither up the bed with the help of Darian and draped himself over Honani's chest. Honani's eyes widened as he looked down but softened as he felt contentment through the link they both had.
"Morning, Honey" Darian said casually leaning back to rest beside him. Honani blinked and turned to face him, and the picture he drew.
"It's very good." Honani stated plainly, voice drowsy from sleep. Darian blinked and looked down before shrugging gently.
"It's not one of my best works, but I guess so. How are you feeling?" Concerned eyes fell on Honani, who blushed slightly feeling his hand feel his forehead for a fever. "You don't have a fever, but you had us worried there for a while. You started to panic for a while and the medication the woman gave you started attacking your body, the chemicals in there were disgusting, so I had to put you in a purification coma." Honani's eyes widened and he started to panic, "Calm down, Honey, it's fine, it cleanses the bloodstream and organs of any artificial chemicals which shouldn't be there; we found she had placed a strong sleeping drug on you, and caused you to sleep more than necessary, so once that is completely gone, you should be as hyper as a normal seven year old should be."
Honani calmed down and gave the thirteen year old an odd look.
"This coming from an elf which has different aging patterns than me so he could be my grandfather" he said smiling and his tone teasing. Darian grinned deeply, which confused him.
"You have no idea" He said mysteriously. Honani looked pensive for a moment before nodding his head gently.
"You know, I don't think I want to know." He said laughing with a smile. "Now let's find out where the fudge I am right now, shall we, because I still haven't a clue. Am I in the Amazon? Britain, Iran? Japan? I don't know."
Darian's face blanked for a moment before he laughed sitting up. Erynia turned slightly to watch from her place on the floor. And Leira, currently baking some to-die-for cookies was idly watching from Darian's mind. Mahi was still draped across his lap asleep and curled up hissing like a cat would purr when Honani began to stroke him.
"We, my sweet little brother, are currently in England" Here Honani fist pumped and said "Yes!" to the amusement of his new family, "In the outskirts of a town in West Sussex, in a city called Crawley." He finished grandly. (A.N: This is rather funny as I have a teacher called Mr. Crawley XD ). "We are living in an old two storey house with three bedrooms, me and Erynia share one because her visions at night get sometimes dangerous for her and are extremely random, so we put medic-kits into each room," he said pointing towards the chest of draws which lay in-between the two single beds. "We have many beds in this house, one for Leira, one single bed for Erynia, one for myself, and one for you; however there is another single bed in here just in case a friend visits… but then again, everyone near here has some sort of vendetta against us, for not believing their stupid beliefs. So not that many people visit" Darian shrugged. "So, what do you think of the area?"
Honani nodded approvingly and smiled happily,
"So we are almost equal distance from London to the Ocean… Awesome! Can we go to the beach soon! Can we go shopping in London, I'd bet it'd be awesome! Please! Please!" Honani pleaded on his knees happily, Mahi being awoken as Honani sat up on his knees; wasn't, as he fell from the bed onto the floor. He hissed distressed but Honani was ignorant to his cries. Huffing he tensed as he felt Erynia pick him up and begin petting him, to which he slowly relaxed and fell once again, back to sleep.
Darian laughed and nodded earnestly.
"Of course we can, I see no reason not too" He smiled, before his face blanked out and he nodded to himself. "Leira would like us to go and see her downstairs, she's made some awesome chocolate cookies, or so she says" He said helping Honani out of bed that picked up Mahi as he headed towards the stairs and slipped him into his pockets. Darian then continued to pick Erynia up and spin her around causing her to squeal with delight as they both headed downstairs. Honani meanwhile had watched the two and felt an odd feeling come over him. It wasn't anything to do with the person… Tom. Honani thought with a frown… it was a feeling of contentment, of security, of warmth, of happiness, of- Honani froze. He understood now. This feeling was a special one, as he called out to the two. It was the same Mahi had felt so long ago; of Family.
Merry Christmas to everyone…but I'm not Christian… so Happy Yule to me, and Happy holidays to everyone else~! Te he :3
The reaction to the dead rabbit casually hanging from the rafters was enough of a reaction to make Tom grin madly. Children were screaming and Dennis looked in shock, whilst standing next to a sobbing Billy. Amy looked fairly green and Eric looked blankly at the wall, whilst huddled with the rest of the children in the dining room whilst the adults attempted to tear the rabbit down. The string however was strong and took a while to fall. Tom was surprised that it held that long anyway, and joined the herd of children who; according to Martha who said it was gone decided to head back to bed. This of course was a complete fabrication and so when the rabbit fell, the herd were just coming around the corner. Billy included saw the rabbit flop on the floor with a flop and squelch. The rabbit, whose paralysis from the poison given to it began to wear off, began to flail helplessly but as the wire dug deep into its throat began to take its toll, blood because to create a puddle around the rabbit at a furious pace, the poor squeaks from the rabbit got rougher and dimmer until a very dead rabbit lay on the floor within a few seconds. A weak sob leapt from Billy's throat as he raced for the door outside towards the garden. Children who were still in shock, saw him run through the garden were soon up to see what had caused the commotion by either going to see Billy, or going to the crime scene. The adults unsure what to do, picked up the string and held the rabbit hanging in the air; blood dripping from its white fur. The children turned the corner to see this sight and many screamed and yelled as they panicked. Others were frozen captivated, before fainting a moment later.
The cleaner who was conversing with Tom as they walked towards dinner, froze at the sight they had come to. The cleaner started yelling loudly at the caretakers about the right way to handle the situation. Before they, of course, spotted Tom.
"You!" Mrs. Cole hissed angrily. Her beaked nose glared down at him, her grey hair darkening in the light "You caused this!" She shouted, lunging forward to grab Tom. The cleaner stepped in blocking her and defended him so began to talk about how he was with Tom the entire time. As soon as the cleaner left after taking care of the mess and calming the children however, Mrs. Cole stared at him throughout dinner with an uncovered malicious expression of hatred. She even came to his room just before lights out.
"I know you did something to that Rabbit, even though you have an excuse. I KNOW." She hissed her eyes darkening and her lips curled into a snarl. "You always have an excuse; you're so bloody perfect at this. You've done it so many times before. I am Sick of it! I will have you kicked out of this orphanage onto the streets you ungrateful little brat!" She growled at him as he leant casually against the doorway of his room.
Tom stared directly at her, emotionlessly and with a tone of power.
"Do you have any proof?" Tom requested idly, looking at his nails. Looking at his nails was an odd habit Tom just couldn't seem to give up; he vaguely recalled seeing an odd regal man in a cloak do this to a shopkeeper.
~The shop keeper was asking the man whether he saw a thief run past here, the thief being Tom of course. When the man looked down his nose at the shopkeeper and muttered something to himself; before looking at his nails and stating. "Why should I tell you anything; it's not my fault your business is failing due to lack of security. It's your problem, don't get me involved, you filthy little…" the man here trailed off and walked off in grace as the shopkeeper growled and stormed the other way up the street back towards his shop. Tom watched the strange man turn the corner and Tom swiftly followed curious, only to see the street empty. Tom always knew when someone was lying, his mind… his Soul tingled and he knew, and he always knew everything there was to know about that street… But that man had blown his mind. He had vanished. He checked the street every time he could and the street was ordinary; there was no way he could have vanished. No one lived on that street and the shops were abandoned, it was the type of place Tom avoided when he could, but something about the shadows drew him to it. It was odd; Very odd. ~
Mrs. Cole looked blankly at Tom for a moment, before biting out quietly. "No."
Tom grinned inwardly and decided to test how long he could keep this up without her exploding.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear you and what did you say?" He questioned innocently. Mrs. Cole growled lowly at him.
"I said, no. I do not have any proof what you did, but I know you did it!"
A tiny smirk littered his face as he replied, backing from the woman and being to close the door so only his head was peeking out from the gap.
"Then you can't prove I did anything. I did not kill Billy's Rabbit." This was actually true, it was the snakes that poisoned it, and the rabbit killed itself when it fell from the string, "And even If I did; you can't prove anything" He said in a successful voice with a winning smile before slamming the door shut. He let out a soft sigh of relief; only for him to tense at her next words through the door.
"It's true that I can't punish you despite how much I really, really want to. But still, we have some news for you Tom, the Father suspects a demon to be lurking again, just like the time before. So he'll join us in Town on our next outing a few days from now; and the night after …to look for the demon of course and hopefully eradicate it from the orphanage all together. Good night then, my dear Tom. Sweet Dreams." She whispered. Tom knew she had an evil grin plastered on her face as she strode away, her boots clanking with every step.
"What a Banshee!" Tom hissed dangerously. Tom choked slightly and he felt rather ill as his breathe quickened. Tom's breathing was soon rapid now and Nagini, who gave up hiding in the room quickly slithered to Tom's feet and scaled his body and nuzzled his neck gently hissing comforts in his ear as he shuffled towards the bed and collapsed deep into it. Tom gasped and tears drained down his cheeks as he shuddered. The memory of before, the invisible hands stroked his calves and legs- So beautiful! Mine! Can't run! You Love me, Tom! No one else! NO! I HATE YOU! Get off me! You're the unloved one! Forever! I don't belong to YOU! Or anyone else! I'll see your corpse BURN! SHUT UP YOU STUPID BRAT! -And began to shake violently as cursed words attacked him-be gone! Demon! Devil! Cursed! No one wants you! - And a knife streaked down his chest, forming the word. The word will haunt him for all his life. The word… shall destroy him.
What made Tom feel worse was that the Outing was in three days, which made Tom more terrified than he had been in his life; the worst thing was he knew he couldn't get out of it.
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Leira peered out of the window to watch the three children happily eating their biscuits and cookies in the sun. It was an important day for them, Honani, was going to go into London where Leira could go shopping without the threats flown over her head as she went. The villagers in town certainly had a wide vocabulary she smiled and walked outside o join them on the grass.
"Honani, due to your circumstances, you can of course wander, whilst I and Darian go look at some earth stuff! It's been so long and I frankly cannot wait!" Leira gossiped happily, her expression bubbly; whilst casually stealing a biscuit from Darian. Darian stared at her with an expression which told him he was questioning her sanity. Honani giggled and covered his face before glancing at Erynia who was doing the same and cracking up.
"What about, Erynia?" Darian asked. Leira looked at him as though he were stupid to whom he responded with a raised eyebrow and an expectant look. Erynia sat next to Honani on a chair in the sun and smiled gently allowing the rays to warm her. The sun was bright and the skies were clear with a few clouds that glowed a light yellow in the rising sun. The breeze had a slight flowery touch to it and the trees danced happily some bending down to stroke Honani's hair to which he batted it away with a laugh. Erynia opened her eyes and stood before staring at the sun unblinking. Honani stared confused before fall to the grass due to the intense tugging they demanded from his heels to which the trees swayed happily. Suddenly, small beam of light from the sun shot down quickly and formed a transparent orb around Erynia. Leira and Darian stared absentmindedly, but once Darian caught Honani's expression, he sat down next to him and explained gently.
"Erynia can see visions, but sometimes they need a kick start, like the sun, ball of uncontrollable energy, can be used. She's checking what is going to happen in town, so don't worry. What you should worry about is what the neighbours will think when they see this" Darian joked, causing Honani to laugh. Erynia let out a breath of relief as visions flew past her minds eyes. She smiled as she saw the happiness her Honani had for the future. She saw an old stone hall with four flags of different animals allocated to four benches, but it went to fast to identify them. She saw a handsome boy with brown hair and dark eyes. She saw Honani happy in town. She saw another snake with a boy. She saw a large raven, a large lion. She saw a different version of Honani, one who called himself Harry. She saw an old manipulative man who tried to force the earth to burn. She saw a basilisk striking. She saw a mermaid lunging. She saw a dragon attacking. She saw a mirror. And she saw the wolfish man talking to another who sounded German about someone called Selethane. But for some reason the wolfish man called her Sally: a nickname perhaps?
The visions stopped and she felt arms around her. Looking back up she saw Leira had caught her.
"I'll be going with Leira, whilst you explore, trust me. I saw it. Something good may happen." She said looking towards Honani, before dashing towards the local bus stop. Honani laughed and raced to catch up. Leira and Darian stared after them before racing to catch up once more.
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Tom stood herded with the rest of the children by Martha who stood ready to march them into town. Billy, Eric, Dennis and Amy hardly looked at Tom any more. It was like the Matron said, although there was no proof, they knew it was him. Martha began to lead them towards the city centre, where she would meet up with the Father to help watch over them in the mad city.
The cobblestone streets were dry and dusty and the paths were very uneven. However, the alleys and gutters seemed damp from the other day's rain. They walked out and horses and carriages littered the streets with drivers waiting patiently for their hosts to arrive whilst some raced down the streets quickly. Women and men in various types of dress scattered the streets and lanes; chattering happily as they spoke to one another gracefully. The shops were dull much like the town. Tom watched as some older women walked into the apothecary and chatted happily with the shopkeeper. A kid on the corner looked on jealous at the group before shouting once again at the top of his lungs about the oncoming war. Once they came to the all familiar square, Tom's blood froze. The father stood in a suit just before the group, eyes set hungrily on him. Tom casually looked about and saw an alley where he could quickly dart into if he needed to; which he felt he might.
Martha began talking about the same old stuff, be back by this time, if in trouble talk to a policeman; as if they would actually care about Orphans? Don't get in trouble, use your money you saved if you haven't saved any, do not steal etc. etc. Tom only paid attention when the Father walked over to him and said he wanted to talk. Tom's eyes widened and the Father smirked. Luckily a small figure tugged his waistcoat and Tom saw it was a little girl with brown hair and odd mystical brown coloured eyes, only the age of four at least, who mouthed "GO" before turning her eyes watering and her tone desperate.
"Sir," She said whimpering, the father turned his angry gaze towards her. "I-" She sobbed, "I got separated from my family" She cried tears falling down her cheeks. The Father sighed and knelt down to talk to her.
Tom saw his chance and quickly sprinted towards the alleyway and began to run down numerous alleys. The dark and grey alleys with puddles began to make Tom slightly queasy as he heard his name being called out gently. He just kept coming up constantly with dead ends and locked doors Tom felt himself becoming more lost, confused, and hopeless as he stood just waiting for someone to find him.
"Well, well, well. Lookie what we 'av here!" A strong cockney accent called. Tom looked about and saw a group of boys file through an alleyway. They were rough and unkempt, mildly unthreatening, but Tom knew deep within himself he was in a lot of trouble.
"If it ain't one of dem, Pretty boys from da Orphanige!" Another cried. Tom kept his breath steady and his appearance proud. He looked down his nose at them.
"I honestly don't see how that matters" He tossed absentmindedly. "I doubt any of you have any parent's, any money, or anything to live by" He said disgustedly.
One of the larger boys stepped forward and looked down at Tom who stared back without fear.
"You're gonna regret that, Pretty boy." He sneered. Tom sneered back, and spat out with a slight growl.
"Am I just?" He said. A voice loomed from the darkness and Tom's eyes widened significantly, as the figure of the Father Lucas appeared out of the darkness. Tom held his resolve and kept his breathing steady.
"Now now, boy's let's not fight. Fighting is a sin, don't you know." He whispered hauntingly. Tom backed away. He had two options. He could either go left or right. He was at a crossroads in the alleys and he was lost, the street boys came from the front left path whilst the Father came from the front right. He was pinned against the end of both directions and had brick digging into his back and had a choice left or right. Tom knew one of these directions led to a dead end, and he didn't want to choose. He just wanted to leave. He didn't want to be near the two attacking forces.
Tom gasped as a hand gripped his wrist and tugged him into the left path.
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Darian looked about square frantically, before setting his eyes on his little sister, who was currently talking to a man in a black suit. Honani had run off after speaking to Erynia so, he could guess this was part of the plan they both had, he managed to catch words like 'boy' 'trouble' but that was it, and besides it didn't matter what plan they had he needed to make sure that he and his sister were in close distance; this was a new world for them; a dangerous new world.
"Erynia, there you are!" Darian said his voice laced with relief, as he walked towards the pair. The man turned his greedy eyes onto Darian who grasped Erynia's hand tightly and squeezed. She squeezed back and smiled rubbing her wet eyes. This made him angry.
"Wait, did you make her cry?" He said lashing out. The man looked affronted and scowled.
"No how dare you make such grand assumptions!" The man said in a venomous voice. Darian held his gaze evenly and spat out at him.
"Well, my sister goes missing for a second, then you're here and she's crying, all the evidence points towards you making her cry. Now if you excuse me I doubt your presence will be of any use to children if you keep making them cry. How can you call yourself human?" Darian spat angrily before walking away angrily; not missing the feeling of those eyes on his arse; he dove for cover in the crowds and headed towards Leira. He hoped Honani didn't come into contact with that horrible man.
Honani, after discussing the plan with Erynia, smiled as he looked about the town. Horses bustled about and traders were calling out in honesty. A little kid, not much younger than him belted his lungs about the recent news on the dainty street corner. Woman in pretty dresses frolicked amongst themselves as the men stood tall in their tail coat jackets nearby flirting with them. Honani spotted a small group of children with a matron who had an angry, hissing face as she barked orders at them. By the look of the group's clothes, Honani could tell they were orphans. He sympathised with them, he too had been an orphan many, many times and knew what had happened to "Bad" children of the orphanage, especially those who were odd and weird... aka wizards and witches. The danger was all too present, but what could he do? He was but a child, one of a middle class family, nothing more or less. He hadn't that much leeway over how the world worked. But he couldn't shake a feeling he had about a boy within the group to which the priest was eyeing disturbingly. Honani slowly slipped away and waited in the shadows of the near buildings right next to an opening which would lead into the labyrinthine of London's alleyways. Seeing Erynia distract the priest and watching the boy run into the alley. Honani knew what to do. Stepping into the alley he walked briskly past the wet bricks and walked around several puddles, before pausing at several crossroads and letting the moss show the way. Then he heard it, the man calling the boy's name tauntingly. Honani's face set and he darted into another alley, knowing the town like the back of his hand he knew which way to go. At a cross road ahead of him, he saw a thin frame of a child dart past into another. Honani took an alternative route. Yanking an old door open, he entered an old club, still in business for the drugs of the town and for the illegal importation of goods. It was empty but the smoke of thousands of cigars littered the area, making a fog of cigar smoke settle in the room. Honani ran swiftly through the building past the scratched down tables and torn cushioned chairs of the restaurant it used to be before coming to another door. Pulling it open softly and closing it he looked ahead as he hid in the shadows.
The homeless boys of the street were ganging up on him and the priest stared hungrily at his legs as the boy, although resolute held his ground. Honani knew that the further down the alley he was, was a dead end, and the other way the boy had, lead into another maze. Honani smiled grimly and rushed forward. The boy had his back to him but the other two didn't, the priest gaped at him whilst the gang backed off slowly. Honani gripped the boy's thin wrist and with his other gave a mock salute and a heartbreaking grin to the boy gang and the priest who looked as though he won the lottery before sprinting down the lane with the boy in tow. The moss and fungi told him which way to go, and once they got to some men in suits slipping past from the local betting market, they slowed to a gentle run. They soon got to a working class street where, both boys fitted right in. It was crowded but joyful as the pub had many men singing happily with a slur about wenches they had caught; seemingly oblivious to the rest of the world. Honani walked with the boy, navigating through the crowd until they ended up on an empty street, where some boys were playing football. There were several houses along this road with gates and lots of plants growing in the front garden. The boys called out happily as they passed the ball to one another and scoring an occasional goal.
Honani sat breathing heavily against one of the fences and saw the boy did the same. Honani smiled at the boy and sat up, as he caught his breathe. They remained silence for a while, before the boy, about the same age as Honani spoke, clear and pristine.
"You didn't have to do that you know." He said snootily, "I had it completely under control" Honani simply laughed lightly which caused the boy who had his nose in the air to look confused.
"I could tell" Honani laughed, "Especially when you started quivering when that man came by..." Honani trailed off distastefully. "Gods I hate that man." Said Honani tiredly as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a bag of jelly babies and popped one into his mouth, before offering one to the boy who took one albeit cautiously.
"How would you know?" the boy enquired. "It's not as if you know him, or anything about me to in fact, why even do that for a stranger!" He demanded as he ate the sweet. Honani threw his head back with a sigh and looked to the sky.
"I'm guessing you're an orphan?" Honani began, the boy remained emotionless to which Honani sighed gently and continued, "So am I, but I was adopted and wasn't admitted into an orphanage, something to do with a curse; or some sort of rot like that" Honani said helping himself to another red one. "It's not exactly unknown as to what… those types of people do when it comes to young orphan boys and girls like you and me. The plus side for those people is that, no one would care what happens to orphans. Which I guess is the thing that draws them in. Helpers. Cleaners. Priests. Workers. Doctors. They can do things without suspicion, and even if they do, it's just an orphan, no one would care. Tell a policeman that you're lost, he'll tell you off for wasting your time, tell him you've gotten separated from your parent's it's the end of the world, you need protection, they become fucking saints." Honani sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly, "It gets a bit ridiculous after a while; doesn't it?" Honani said tilting his head to look at the boy. The boy looked contemplative and guarded before finally nodding thoughtfully after a while.
"I doubt you would know anything firsthand about what happens in orphanages" The boy said harshly. "But for your information, it is much worse considering the state of the economy and the oncoming war approaching, but being such a protected girl you are, you wouldn't know this."
Honani frowned gently as images of memories flew past his mind's eye.
"Oh, but I would I can see war settling upon us in only a few years, I would love to bet in five years, half of London will be gone in the raids." Honani said leaning over his knees looking up with a cheeky smile at the dumbfounded expression on the boy's face.
"How would you even know this?" the boy asked with a scowl. Honani shrugged.
"A guess." He said shortly. The boy snorted and sneered at him. "Why do you think you're better than me?" Honani enquired gently. The boy froze.
"I've never been asked that question before." The boy admitted. Honani raised an eyebrow.
"So do you have an answer for it?" he asked smoothly. The boy seemed to be lost in his memory.
"People never actually ask that question they just act on it, trying to prove themselves… maybe, that why people always act like their better than me, so I prove them wrong by pointing out their faults, that makes them defensive and me right." He concluded. Honani rolled his eyes.
"You sound like an antagonist to me" Honani mentioned idly.
"I am not!" the boy said harshly whipping around to glare at him. Honani grinned inwardly, there's his inner child… better not mention it though.
"I bet you don't even know what it means" Honani taunted standing up. The boy stood up as well and they both began walking up the street, albeit the boy looked pensive, and calculative, if only for a moment.
"Antagonist, Noun: a person who is opposed to, struggles against, or competes with another; opponent or adversary."
Honani stared unblinkingly at the boy; before raising an eyebrow and laughing.
"Do you memorize dictionaries in your spare time?" He said smiling gently.
The boy looked affronted at this and scowled unhappily. Honani frowned and shook his head.
"What can't take a joke?" Honani said, tilting his head innocently. The boy's scowl deepened.
"I've never… really joked with anyone" he admitted looking into the clouds avoiding eye contact. Honani frowned.
"I'll joke with you" Honani offered weakly. Dark eyes swerved to stare at him, a red tint glaring deep in them.
"Why would you?" He stated harshly. His tone demanded response and Honani smiled tilting his head innocently.
"Why wouldn't I?" Honani questioned. The boy's expression softened slightly.
"I… don't know how to joke with anyone" He admitted hesitantly, eyes darting everywhere to observe that this was real and not just a scam.
"I could teach you?" Honani offered gently, the boy's eye brow raised and he grimaced in distaste causing Honani to roll his eyes, "Oh come now, no one is omniscient" Honani chastised. The boy made direct eye contact in defiant.
"I will be one day, I will know everything, I shall be the smartest person in the world and no one can stop me; knowledge is power after all" He said loudly. Honani smiled distantly.
"Too much of anything can kill you" He said. The boy blinked at that, confused. "Oh where are my manners?" Honani said moving swiftly on, "I never formally introduced myself. My name is Honani Renasci" He said holding his hand out. The boy looked at it cautiously for a while, but Honani was patient and held steady. Then a tentative hand reached out and took Honani's hand.
"My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. Nice to meet you, Hon- Hona" Tom paused. "Honi…" He frowned deeply "Honiei…" Honani waved a hand and shook his head.
"Don't worry; you can call me Harry. You have my permission to, of course. I hate people insinuating that they can shorten my name. But for you; I'll make an exception." He said.
"Of course, Harry" He said slowly with caution as if terrified to make a mistake in this new territory. "It's nice to meet you."
"You too" Honani replied smiling approvingly causing a minuscule smile back.
"Oh Tom!" A voice from down the street called with mock sweetness. Tom froze and he began to pale. Honani turned around and stood slightly in front of Tom; sparing him a glance before addressing the man walking towards them from downs the street; he had followed them.
He wore a dark suit which was brand new and looked crisp and respectable; he had blond hair and odd brown eyes that whirled around like mud theses betrayed his respectable image as the lust and hunger in his eyes grew as they roved over Honani's body. Honani tensed at this and as a result his inner darkness awoke hissing angrily at the man in front of him.
"May I help you?" Honani asked, tilting his head innocently. Honani's eyes darkened slightly as he saw the man jostle slightly forward at the sound of his voice.
"My," He began, "What is an Angel, doing in the presence of a Demon?" He asked eyes roaming the both of them with a slight lick of his lips. Honani's eyes widened and he took a small step back.
"Backing away" Tom said eyes glinting dangerously. The Father turned his attention on Tom and his eyes widened.
"Tom. Tom. Tom. Tom." He said in a sing-song voice; his eyes filled with lust. "It appears you'll need another session, doesn't it?" Tom froze and his resolve began to peel away; as his hands began to shake slightly.
"No." Honani said with determination and finality. The two looked confused at him. Honani's eyes darkened and he held his ground. "I said No, you will not be taking my friend anywhere. You will not hurt my friend or any other. You understand!" Honani yelled angrily face flushed. Tom looked oddly towards his new… friend and smiled slightly to himself; perhaps this friend thing could work. The Father chuckled to himself and stepped forwards, to which the two boys stepped back.
"But, you don't understand my boy" Honani shivered and growled in distaste. "Tom is a Demon, he needs to be treated. Don't you want your… friend… to get better?" Tom froze and backed off away from Honani in fear of his reaction. Whilst Honani heard the mocking in his voice and growled almost inhumanely and spat out at the Father in rage.
"Does it look like I care whether Tom is a Demon or not!" He yelled, "No it really doesn't; leave us alone!" Honani finished running up the hill to catch up with Tom who looked bamboozled as to the goings on. Tom stared at his new friend with confusion to which Honani looked back, grinning triumphantly.
"You have to be the oddest seven years old I've ever met." Tom stated with an odd look on his face. Honani shrugged with a laugh and continued to run. They turned the corner of the street come to a busy crossroads with horses rushing past dangerously and carts brushing the sides of one another cringingly. Honani grabbed Tom's hand and raced out into the traffic once a gap was available, brushing the wheel of one or two cabs as they went. Horses trudged past them angrily throwing their manes angrily at the disruption and many riders shouted curses at the two who brushed them off. Soon enough Honani led them to a large open marketing area with a large post saying Auction on top. They came down to an auction market place with surges of people crowding the area; this was where Honani let go of Tom's hand uneasily; uncertain of their safety. The entire market was laid with straw and the stalls were made of sheets of flexible plastic with many people shouting out numbers of their dealing. The area had many pens full of numerous animals for slaughter or for breeding with numbers drawn on in paint. Sitting down on bales of hay, Tom gathered his breathe back.
"So, friends huh?" He stated simply. Honani nodded brightly and smiled before turning bashful and ducking his head.
"That is, if you want to be friends." Honani said. Now it was Tom's turn to look out of place as he nodded dumbly. "Great! So, we'll be friends… even if we don't see each other for a while, I'm not exactly local," Tom's eyes widened slightly,
"So I won't get to see you often, will I?" Tom said emotionlessly, Honani could tell he was hiding his sadness and despair.
"I'll always be your friend Tom, I'll come by every once in a while to London, and come visit!" Honani said excitedly. Tom perked up if only slightly at this. "But you never know, my family could die in the big scary oncoming war and I'll be dumped at the orphanage" Honani laughed and for once, Tom smiled a small smile brightly of genuine happiness.
"Sure, it'll be nice to have a friend; I can even rub it in Amy and Dennis' face later when we go back to the…" Tom's voice was excited and happy until it trailed off uncertainly with slight horror as to what awaited him back at the orphanage. Honani guessed this and nudged Tom in the shoulder lightly. Tom looked up confused.
"Friends take care of each other, Tom. Just… don't make any sudden movements" Honani who whispered as he finished off. Tom was a bit confused but Tom had a feeling he would know what Honani was talking about later so took the advice shown in his friends abnormally wise eyes. Before Tom could ask for more information there was a tap on their shoulders. Turning identically they saw policeman standing above them looking down intimidating at them.
"And what do you two lads, think you are doing?" He asked his voice the typical Londoner voice. Before Honani could even think Tom had already answered.
"We're learning, Sir." Tom said abruptly as thought confessing his most hidden secret; or sprouting out things which he hadn't really thought about first. The policeman looked genuinely surprised; before looking suspiciously down at the two of them, crouching down he asked.
"What you learning there, kids" He asked. Tom glanced over the policeman's shoulder to Honani in distress.
"The way of the trade, sir," Answered Honani elegantly, "Our father is a tradesman of many goods and one of these day's we are going to be taking over his work, so he believes it's best to learn young… or something like that" Honani said meekly looking down. Tom smiled before picking up from where he left off.
"Yes," Tom said, indicating to a crowd which had gotten large and vocal in the biddings, occasionally leaping to place another bet in "He's somewhere in there making his mark on the world, no doubt; but me and my brother would prefer not to get squished by the… herd of tradesmen, if you understand Sir." The policeman nodded sincerely and gave them a sympathetic look to which both Honani and Tom groaned inwardly.
"Right ya are then, I'll be off; now keep outta trouble lads" He said as he wandered off with a stupid air of authority towards the exit. Honani and Tom rolled their eyes.
"Too easy" said Tom with a confidentially, Honani nodded with a smirk.
"Most defiantly" He said simply. Tom looked over at Honani out of the corner of his eye; maybe this friendship thing could work. He smiled to himself. Honani stood and stretched, before looking around curiously. "We'd better keep a move on if we want to avoid meeting the perverted git" Honani said idly. Tom nodded and they both stood. Tom began walking towards the exit, only to feel Honani's hand grasp his elbow and drag him to a seemingly locked door and knock three times in a different pattern. Soon enough the door opened and Honani wasting no time rushed through the illegal trading joint and out another side door, before Tom could even blink. They turned out into an alley next to the square to Tom's disbelief and Honani answered Tom's questions with only a smug grin.
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Getting back to the square was the easiest thing in the world to Honani, but Tom still seemed amazed that Honani knew so many passages in a city he lived in and explored so many times. Before the orphans regrouped in the square Honani and Tom when to the local corner sweet shop and helped themselves to their favourites, Tom's being butterscotch squares and Honani's being Treacle Toffee. The sat next to the fountain in the centre of town and watched the numerous cars drive around and making dramatic noises every time a car had a close collision with a cab or horse whilst of course eating the food. Erynia had turned up to the pair after once again getting separated from Darian who after running around after her is no doubt lost as well within the city.
"Hi," She said simply to Tom as she sat in Honani's lap. Tom raised an eyebrow at this and Honani shrugged carelessly offering Erynia some toffee; to which she accepted and ate absentmindedly, staring into space. "Dementors are killers; aren't they?" Erynia asked after a while. Tom looked confused and Honani ushered him to play along.
"Err, I wouldn't know, I haven't met one." He said simply. Erynia turned to him and rolled her odd coloured eyes.
"Of course you haven't, they'd suck your soul out before you could even say hello and are invisible to muggles" She said mystically. Tom looked at her as if she were insane to which she laughed delicately. Honani rolled his eyes and shrugged Erynia off his lap before rushing to the corner store to buy some more sweets "By the way," she said as soon as Honani was out of ear shot. Tom turned to her confused. "When you see him, stay close to the walls, and don't make loud noises; it'll redirect the attention from the… man, to you." She whispered. Tom raised an elegant brow at her.
"And, that's a problem, is it?" He asked sarcastically. Erynia turned to him harshly and his insides froze, her eyes showed screaming of thousands and the smell of burnt flesh and the sound of rotting corpses; the sounds of inhuman screeching and yowls of pained cries for mercy being cruelly unanswered. She sighed and the visions vanished.
"I… I don't know." She looked into the sky, "I can see many extraordinary things, like an old elegant beautiful school; to which you become head boy. I see astonishing things you could accomplish with the powers you hold." Tom tensed ridged with fear. "It's nothing to be afraid of, silly. You will learn to control it eventually." Erynia frowned and looked pensive. "But, I can't see what will happen tonight, I can see what happens to the man… But not to you when you ask it to stop." She turned to him; eyes full of regret. "I'm sorry" She said. Turning she saw Honani rushing across the road and turned her wistful expression cheerful and innocent and she laughed happily as he came near.
"Hey" Honani huffed, arms full of sweets, to which some he dumped on to Erynia and the rest to Tom as he shared them out. Honani caught Tom's contemplating expression as he stared out into the open road. Confused Honani couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind. "Shilling for thought?" He said with a cheeky grin flipping a small silver coin in front of Tom. Tom scowled and snatched it before stuffing it into his pocket and sighing.
"It's nothing, just… worried I guess" He said. Honani frowned, before smiling gently.
"If the bombs go off, the sun will still be shining" He said softly. Tom looked bemused.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked in a dull bored voice. Honani smiled brightly.
"No matter what happens, everything will be alright" Honani said beaming.
For some reason, Tom couldn't help but believe that he would be right.
Even as Tom was herded away from Honani who waved merrily from the square, he still believed that everything would be alright.
But a niggling in the back of his mind told him that; something was going to happen tonight. It involved Honani, him and the father.
Something big was going to happen.
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