Harry Potter & the Power of the Eclipse

"Like this is speech." Like this is written words. Like this is thoughts. Like this is telepathic. Like this is different language.

Chapter 14

The days passed slowly and finally the day for every one to go home for the holidays came. Ginny wrote a note to her parents that said where she was, but she told the owl to wait a day or two before delivering it. She met Shadow in the forest where he kept his tent, saying that she was going to see Shadow, when Hermione asked where she was going.

"Ready?" He said while hitting keys on his mage phone.

"How are we going?" Sure she could tell how but it was always fun to ask.

"What do you think Gin? We are beaming of course." He held his hand out to her and hit the final key and with a pulse of light they were gone.

When Ginny opened her eyes again, as she had closed them do to the bright light, she saw they were standing on a rock outcrop on a hill side over looking a small pond. She could see the sun setting behind the trees.

"Wow. It's beautiful. Thank you so much for bringing me Shadow." She gave him a hug and pulled back.

"Glad you like it Gin." Ginny looked around for a while before sitting down on the rock, her legs hanging over the edge.

"So where is your house?" She asked after about an hour of talking and watching the dear come and go.

"Under you legs." At her confused look he walked to where the rod joined the hill and then went down along the side until he came to the area where it was tall enough for him to walk under. She moved so she was laying with her head hanging over the rock ledge as he disappeared beneath it.

She saw him standing next to a cave entrance, even in the dim light of the stars and moon.

"So you coming down?" She got up and walked down, as it was a fifteen foot drop from where she was. When she made it to where he was he led her inside and she had trouble seeing, even with her lypoctarthy enhanced eyesight. After about ten feet to the left of where they entered they stopped.

"Shadow, don't tell me you live in a cave."

"Actually I do." He reached over to the wall he had turned to face and she heard the click of a door opening. He put his hand on her shoulder and led her forward and afterwards he shut what she was sure was a door. There was a flick like sound and lights came to life from the ceiling.

Her jaw dropped. She was looking at the entrance hall to a modernized home with nice tile and what looked to be some kind of silvery metal on the walls. There was a step up that kept any dirt or water from continuing onward. To her left there was a fold down bench built into the wall and on the right was a closet for things like coats and umbrellas. They walked into the next room and she found herself looking at a very cozy, yet again modern, living room. There was a flat screen TV she recognized from muggle studies. In the corner there was a computer desk with a metallic black computer. The chair in front of it looked like some kind of egg cut open at an odd angle, leaving a cushioned seat and back rest as well as two arm rests that folded out from the lower shell. It was propped up on six poles that angled inward and crossed before leading out and down to a platform with wheels on the bottom. It looked comfortable.

There was another chair similar to the one in front of the computer next to a nice couch but it didn't have wheels and had a head rest. There was an intricate blend of live plants, fogged and tinted glass, and metallic art hanging off the ceiling and walls, catching the light and sending it elsewhere and giving beautiful patterns of color on the walls, floor, and ceiling. She also saw some cabinets as well, designed into the walls themselves.

"This is amazing."

"You should see the other rooms." He led her down the hall and opened a door. Inside she saw a bath room with a urinal right in front of her, a toilet inside two walls with fogged glass for a door next to that, and a sink next to the door. Past the sink and toilet she saw a shower with fogged glass walls and a large jacuzzi bath tub on a raised plat form. All of them were obsidian black, while the floor was a plain black with golden specks in the tiles. The walls were like wise but with forest green mortar and no golden specks. The counter on the sink was a dark crimson and the cupboard blow had an even dark shade of crimson on them.

He than showed her to another room which turned out to be the kitchen. It was mostly stainless steel but was still beautiful, as the counter on the edging and on the island in the middle was white with golden speck and the small chandelier above the island with its multi colored glass shards, repeating the effect that was in the living room. The next room was the dinning room and was decorated in beautiful pine wood. Again there was the chandelier with the different colors, but larger, and pains of glass on the walls in a similar fashion as in the first room. A small tree of one kind or another was in each corner.

"I think I am going to feint if your house gets any better."

"Good thing there is only one more room then."

He showed her a room of gold, crimson, silver, green, and black, all mixed just right to make the queen sized bed on its platform fit in beautifully with the dresser and larger egg shaped chair. She looked around and spotted a window. It looked like she was looking out from atop the rock again.

"How?"

"A charm similar to the one on the great hall."

"Wow. You room is so great. I mean I wish I could sleep in here."

"Ok well I wasn't going to let you sleep on the couch." She looked at him shocked.

"I can't take your room."

"You're not. Mine is across the hall." He assured her.

"What do you mean?"

"Just that. This is the room you're sleeping in."

"But this looks to good to be a guest room!"

"And who said guest rooms had to be plain?"

"……"

"Thought so." He turned to walk out. "I'm going to get us some drinks. What would you like? I got water, soda, butterbeer, milk, chocolate milk, juice, etc. etc."

"I'll have the chocolate milk if you don't mind. And thanks for the room."

"No problem." With that he left towards the kitchen.

After a minute she walked out and ended up bumping into him. The drinks spilled back on him and she gave a quick swear.

"Sorry I didn't mean to." He just nodded and pulled the shirt off and threw it in the door across the hall. She got a look at his tattoos again. "Where did you get that phoenix tattoo? I mean Harry had one like it before he disappeared."

"When I saw Harry he had it so I got it too. Simple as that. I think it's cool so why shouldn't I get it?"

"When did you last see him and where was he going?"

"I last saw him shortly after he came here. As to where he went after leaving I have no clue as he never really said. All he did say before leaving was 'I need a new life. One with out stalking snake faced freaks or manipulative wrinkled men who liked sour candy. I will get a new name and start new. Heck if I am lucky Snake face will screw up on one of his rituals and kill himself'. After that I haven't seen him."

To be honest that was true, as that was the last thing Harry said before he signed the name changing forms and disappeared forever, becoming Shadow. So Shadow never told Ginny any lies as HE hadn't seen Harry, as Harry was no more and was him.

"Oh… Well where did you get the scars anyways?" She asked as they headed for the living room.

"A construction site's skappulding(?spelling?) fell on me while I was walking by it. The poles rammed into my back and that is what caused the scars."

By now they both sat down and Shadow pulled out a few DVDs that he thought Ginny might like.

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Declaimer: Don't own HP.

A/N: R&R please. I hope you still like this.