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Chapter 7A series of Interludes - Past, Present and Future
Cradle Mountain – TasmaniaAs Draco lumbered to his beat up ute, he was tossing around thoughts in his head as to why his mother sounded so distressed on the phone. As he was pondering he noticed sitting on a branch, not far from the roof of his beat up Holden Utility, the rare Tasmanian Yellow Wattle Bird. Draco mentally chastised himself as to not having his camera and binoculars with him to view this bird in its entire splendor.
Draco had always had an affinity for animals and birds. His favorite place at any of the Malfoy Estates was the huge bird aviaries where the family kept their prized birds as well as other rare and beautiful birds. Draco's pride and joy was his Eagle Owl, Zeus, which he had raised from a nestling and had a special bond with the bird, not unlike Harry and Hedwig.
Draco's eyes glazed over at the thought of his prized bird, now probably in a pet store or maybe even dead. He clambered into his car, started the engine and drove back to his mothers Bed 'n Breakfast.
"I wonder what happened for mother to urgently require me to return home." Draco mused as he ran his free hand through his long hair.
Draco had changed since he was last seen in wizarding society. He now stood around six foot tall with a lithe seeker toned body kept that way from triathlons, which was a new way for him to keep his body up to scratch. Pretty much his body hadn't drastically changed since his Hogwarts years, but there were two major differences in his appearance.
One of which was his eye color.
When he was younger his eyes were hot mercury but in the last sixth months they had become a deep forest green. This change startled him into a dead faint one morning when he was getting out of the shower. He looked up at the mirror and saw this change and promptly fainted from shock.
The second change was his once platinum hair. It now had a severe shock of ebony through it that went from His left temple and finished at the nape of his neck, this change also happened at the same time as his eye color change.
When Narcissa found her son she was very perplexed as to what had happened since neither of them had used magic since their arrival in Tasmania. This was so their magical readings didn't show up on the Australian Ministry of Magic Auror registers.
It didn't take Draco long to reach his home and when he did he sprinted out of the car and ran inside.
"Mother, are you here?" He yelled
"In the kitchen dear." Came the sob ridden reply of Narcissa.
"I came as soon as you phoned. What's happened? Are you OK?" Questioned Draco as he pulled his sobbing mother into a hug.
"I can't believe it" She mumbled into Draco's shoulder.
"What can't you believe mother?" Soothed Draco as he smoothed his mother's hair.
"Draco, I have some very bad news." Whispered Narcissa as Draco blanched, all colour draining from his features.
"Please not Harry" He Thought over and over in his head "Please not Harry"
St Mungo's Hospital - LondonHermione Granger's prone body lay in her bed, surrounded by the pale blue curtains that separated her from the other patients in her ward. Sitting next to her is a woman, a woman not unknown to this ward, a woman by the name of Laura Malfoy Collins.
Laura had been at St Mungo's for many years both as a healer and now, after a tragic accident that killed her husband and children, as a shell of patient. She has been coming here to Hermione's bedside ever since Hermione was admitted and sits and reads to her as if she is reading to her own deceased daughter.
Laura pulls out a huge storybook and starts reading to the young woman.
"Now my dear, let's see what shall I read to you today?" Laura softly spoke to Hermione. "Ah I know… this one will brighten up your day it is called…..
Paris - France
Harry was restless. The car trip was getting excruciatingly long and tiring, and he was not only thinking of the story attached to the pendant he had just acquired but also of his earlier mysterious collapse.
"So how much longer till we arrive Connie" He murmured glancing at his benefactress.
"Not long now 'Arry, we have already passed through the gates and are now on the drive to the manor." She replied.
At this comment Harry perked up and was glancing around in awe looking at the vast expanse of land surrounding his new home. As he looked out, he gasped; in the distance stood the most elaborate mansion he had ever seen it was slightly smaller than Hogwarts but only by a couple feet by his assumption.
"I think I'm gonna love it here" Harry sang then fell into a fit of giggles
Interlude
The Player scryed through the many timelines when he came across a scene that made the watcher more like a voyeur than viewer in the pool was the scene of a young blond man having a shower and singing.
This could have been overlooked except for the colour of his eyes. Like they say the eyes are the window to the soul and this soul was indeed the Harry Potter of that timeline.
William McKinley High School, Lima, Ohio – 2010
Sam Evans was in a pickle, should he be worried that the over protective Step-Brother to be of his current flame would go apeshit at him when he finds out that A.) He will be continuing with his Glee assignment with his allocated partner or B.) That he has and has acted on his feelings for said partner and is in the formative stages of dating them and C.) That he himself was "a Gay". He let the hot water pour over him as he thinks of what to do. The steam and heat are doing his strained muscles some good and he is in so much of a daze that he doesn't hear the door of the boy's locker room open.
Sam squeezed some lavender shampoo into his hand and started to lather it though his shaggy hair. A noise startles Sam out of his hair ministrations he turns and looks straight into the warm glasz eyes of his new boyfriend Kurt Hummel.
Sam's emerald green eyes, looks the boy up and down and thanks god that he has found love finally.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to go all shawshank on you." Kurt giggles.
Sam blushes, "This is a little weird. Guys don't usually talk to one another in here." Suddenly feeling vulnerable Sam looks around for his towel to put around himself.
As Sam dries off and wraps his towel around his waist he walks over to Kurt and gently links his fingers through Kurt's and looks lovingly at Kurt. He notices that his boyfriend is a not as happy as he should be and asks what's wrong.
"Hun what's wrong?" asked Sam as he looks at the boy in front of him.
"I'm setting you free. You can do you duet with someone else in Glee. Someone that the …world deems more appropriate" replies Kurt, with the distinct hint of remorse in his voice.
"WHAT!" Sam yelled, confused to all hell. He kneels down in front of the fashionista and takes his hands in his. Kurt looks dejected but Sam slowly lifts his chin and stares in his eyes.
"Did I do something to offend you?" Sam slowly asks not letting Kurt go.
"No, no it's not you it's me. " Was the silent reply Sam heard? Sam's heartstrings broke hearing this and pulled the smaller boy to his shirtless chest, and hugged him like there was no tomorrow.
"Don't you ever say that babe, I want to sing with you and I am not taking no for an answer. There is a reason that we are singing together do you remember?"
Kurt looks up a ghost of a smile appears on his pink plump lips, his grip on Sam's hands tighten "I remember, to show the Gleeks that we are together and no one is going to break us whether it's intentional or not we are going to be strong for each other" and with this Kurt leans in a presses a chaste kiss to Sam's cheek.
A strange sound alerts the boys that there is a presence in the locker room. Sam places a finger against Kurt's' mouth and whispers to keep quiet and still.
Gathering up enough courage Sam peers around the bank of lockers and blanches in front of him hovers a crystal pyramid and it was starting to slowly bear down on him.
Turning quickly he yells at Kurt "Run" and with that grabs Kurt by the hand and dashes for the door only for it to be blocked by one slushee covered Latina swearing in Spanish.
"Santana move! " Yelled Sam
Looking up she sees a half naked Sam Evans dragging a protesting Kurt Hummel barreling towards her.
With a lazy smirk she looks at them and says "So Troutymouth and Porcelain getting some kink on are we?" licking her lips.
"Not now Satan" yells Kurt as Sam grabs her.
"WTF Hummel?" With this she looks behind them and screams as the pyramid envelopes them and vanishing leaving behind a very wet towel in its midst.
The gloved covered hand pulled out of the ivory box three carved figures.
One in a red and white cheer leading outfit, one in a fashionable dark ensemble and one in naught but a towel.
These represented an alternate Golden Trio, the bane of the players existence on many different planes. It will be interesting how these three will factor into this game the Player thinks as they continue to scry for more versions of the Boy-Who-Lived.
Interlude Ends
Cradle Mountain – TasmaniaDraco looks worriedly at his Mother as she paced the kitchen.
"Mother you are starting to scare me, what has happened? I haven't seen you like this in ages"
Nacissa walked over to the table, sat down then proceeded to compose herself. She looks over at her son and looks him in the eye and bluntly says "Your father has died" no emotion, not even a bit of regret the true sign of a pureblood wife.
Draco looks at his mother relieved that it wasn't the call he was expecting about Harry.
"So when do we break out the champagne and celebrate?" Draco drawled a loose smile on his face.
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So there you go a bit of glee thrown in. Now a couple more characters to introduce then we're on our way to a lot less confusing story.
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