DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of its characters. I also do not make any money from this.
WARNINGS: Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female) adult topics, swearing, sexual scenes and violence
PAIRINGS I know of so far: (pairings will be added as they are mentioned in chapters)
Ron x Hermoine, Blaise x Cho, Neville x Cho, Saito x Draco
This has not been Beta'd.
'text' is thought
"text" is talking
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Hidden Element
Chapter 38: Rebellion
Elementals:
Ice and Void – Draco Malfoy
Fire – Pansy Parkinson
Earth – Blaise Zabini
Nature – Cho Chang
Light – Cherrie Everdeen (OC)
The Forgotten:
Electricity – Saito Blackstar (OC)
Animal – Carsly Hendricks (OC)
Shadow – Alakai Petrovski (OC)
Water - Yasmin DiAngelo
Wind - Miya Hendricks (OC)
The rain pelted down outside. Smashing against windows, falling quickly, and strongly. The moon illuminating puddles in the dark streets outside. A row of neat houses on each side, tiled roofs dripping tears onto concrete floors or dewy grass below. It was a cold night, a windy breeze making the rain fall in odd angles.
She didn't mind much. The house was warm, the lights lending a cosy tone to the rose colored living room. She hummed as she continued watching the rain from her window ledge. She'd always liked rain, particularly when it was outside and she was warm inside, blanket around her petite body and hot chocolate with marshmallows being prepared in the kitchen by her mother.
She could almost smell it and licked her lips in anticipation. It was a tradition they had started since her brother was a baby. They would send him to bed and prepare hot chocolate and have a long chat about what had been going on in their lives.
'Hmm?'
Odd. For a second she thought she had caught a glimpse of something that looked like a big animal...considerably larger than a dog...Or perhaps it was a trick of the light, the moon could have been covered by large clouds, making a momentary large shadow.
Just in case, however, she feared for her dog outside in the back garden. Bones was a black Irish sheepdog they had saved from the pound, and although he was considered big, he was also incredibly friendly. If there was a fox or bear about, not like there could be, of course, she'd rather he be inside than in the dog house.
"Mum! I think I saw something outside! Maybe we should bring Bones inside!" She pursed her lips as it took her mum a while to reply.
"But darling! Bones is a watch dog! If something's outside, shouldn't outside be where he should be? He's a big dog! No small fox would want to cross him!" The reply was somewhat muffled by the white painted door, but the words were still clear.
True. There had been a few sightings of foxes lately, and a few missing cats reported, but no dogs, especially those around the size of Bones. Maybe she was just worrying.
Turning to look outside again, she began humming.
*Bark , Bark, Bark*
Growling, barking. From the back garden. She was on her feet instantly.
"Mum?"
"It's fine! Nothing to worry about! He's just warding off some woodland creature! I'll be out in a second! Why don't you sort out a fire for us?"
She sighed, cringing as the barking continued, maybe even intensified. Her brother was going to wake up at this rate, and it was a school day tomorrow as well. She stoked a fire, breathing deeply to keep calm from shouting that maybe something was wrong, but mother knew Bones best. Surely she would know if something was out of place.
Sudden whining and silence. She could hear her mother muttering, and the sound of the back door open. Finally! She huffed, sat down and made herself comfortable, awaiting her mothers return. Hhhmm, it had been a while now hadn't it?
"Mum?" Nothing.
"Mum!" Maybe she was still outside calming bones down? She'd go help out. Taking soft steps across the carpet, she carefully pushed the door open and peeked around. Their's was the sort of kitchen where the counter tops were right beside the door and if someone entered, could squish you in an uncomfortable fashion.
No one. Opening it completely, she made her way to the open back door. The wind was howling, the rain still pouring, and the garden pitch black. Where was the light? Shifting a few cereal boxes aside, she pushed on a switch which would allow the back garden to be flooded with light.
She couldn't contain the scream.
Bones and her mother both lay on the floor...well, pieces of them. What stood over the red damp grass, was an immense animal. Something that looked like it ought to be a wild cat...but which one...she didn't know.
It was a deep orange, its tail and ears printed black, its paws and majority of its legs a pure and fluffy white. It was a mixture of stripes and odd leopard spots. Though the greatest threats were its massive and flexing paws and its maw, poised open, elongated teeth set in a terrifyingly red soaked growl.
She stepped back a bit; maybe she could close the door in time. Bad move. The minute she moved, the creature was in action, straight for open door. There was no time to close it, it was much too close. And even if she closed it in time, there was no time to lock it. The creature was much too big and could knock it open easily in the process of her fumbling.
Her feet took her hurriedly, and the rest seemed almost like a dream, a wild rush of a blur. A door flung open, tripping up the stairs, and flinging herself into the furthest door on the right. Locking it with a click and turning to meet wide eyes.
"W...What's happening?"
His hair was mussed, probably just woke up from the shout and the barks. He was clutching his covers tightly, knuckles white. A hint of tear tracks down his cheeks. The dog probably had him scared...for good reason. She scrambled to his bed, and dragged him out by the wrist.
"We have to go! We have to go now, ok?" She tried her best to keep calm, but her own tears were probably giving her away.
The door splintered. Growls and roars from the outside. It splintered once more. There wasn't much she could do.
"Help me get the door open!" she gasped, jumping onto the bed as another crash started to splinter the door in the middle. She tried; her hands were sweaty from fright and wiped away tears. The metal hook refused to budge, no matter how many times she tried. Her brother wailing in the background.
She didn't need to hear the big echoing bang to know the creature had made it through the door. She made eye contact with it through the reflection from the window, and gulped to hold down the sob that was straining to escape her throat as the thing opened its massive jaws.
The rain hadn't let up, though he had to admit that that it didn't particularly bother him. What he didn't like about this situation?
It was taking up so much of his time! What was taking her so long!
He snorted into the darkness that constantly surrounded him. He was in a park, the fourth bench from the third entrance. He stood away off from it, hiding from the light the lamp post next to it was cascading. Not that he was afraid of light, just that if some one were to come along, he was sure his appearance would 'freak them out' as they say.
The soft thud of hooves appeared behind him. So she was hiding too then? He almost chuckled at the thought. Hooves turned to bare tan feet, claws into elegant, yet calloused hands. Fangs turned to a row of shiny human teeth. The antlers, however, remained.
He guessed it was for show as female deer never had antlers that big.
"Finished devouring your row of houses?" he sniggered.
"It's not a row of houses! It's a pattern!" She growled, the remnants of her former cat self in her yellow slit eyes and the streak of red that dripped down the corner of her mouth.
"You could almost be considered attractive when you're animalistic like this." He grinned, his teeth stark white against the smoky black o his face.
"You say that again and there'll be a hove up your ass!"
"Ooo, kinky!" She rolled her eyes and took hold of his arm forcefully. Something he'd always appreciated about her. He admitted it, he looked demonic, all shadow like, only his eyes and teeth discernible from the ash that surround him. She didn't mind in the least. He didn't hold any delusions, however, that it was because she saw them as friends. No, she saw him as a lower being, lower class. He was omega in Carsly's pack. Yet they shared a common goal that their alpha did not.
Alakai's grin widened at the thought of what was about to happen next. And grabbing her wrist just as tightly, melted into the shadows of the ground, leaving behind no evidence that they had been there in the first place.
Above the tree tops, just below the clouds, the pattern Carsly had made was there without a doubt, though not visible when you didn't know what to look for.
She had been busy that night. She had gone on her first killing spree in what seemed like ages. Muggles were her target, yet nothing about the order she had used was random.
If one were to connect the houses she had visited, a symbol becomes visible. One that would change the semi-peaceful life the world had fallen into since the war with Voldemort.
The Dark Mark.