The Head of the Spear

by thirteenth soul

She supposed her life was to flash before her eyes, but then again, she was only five. And she also didn't exactly have a life. Or remember anything, really. She awoke to the world just two months ago, wondering who she was. Not literally; she knew her name. But figuratively. She was her own enigma. A puzzling riddle to her own self.

3. The dementors of Azkaban

I might post my chapters at random times but I haven't forgotten about this story. (Or did I…)

Leaving reviews makes me wanna post so…..

CHAPTER THREE

The dementors

Her voice echoed through the dark and dreary chamber. Lorelei was completely ignorant to the importance of her last name.

If the dementor had eyebrows they would be literally flying off his head and up into the high heavens. "A Shakespeare! Things are bound to get interesting…"

"Are you just going to stand there? How about telling why I am in this dingy old place?"

"No idea" it replied.

Silence.

"Then why did you bring me here in the first place!?"

"And what are you?" She added as an afterthought. "You're not human that's for sure."

The dementor tried to figure out a way to say what exactly he was without scaring the little girl.

He just couldn't - there was no way out. "We are soul sucking demons that guard the prisoners of the wizarding world."

The dementor looked down and put his hands over his 'ears' (they were actually just holes the sound went through)

But Lorelei didn't scream. She looked in thought.

"Well, if you've sucked out my soul then how did it taste?"

The dementors eyes felt like they were going to fall out of its sockets. (In other words, their dark beady stone-like things they saw the world (a shade darker) through. )

The human child didn't show any fear at all! Nor did she realize the predicament at hand.

"We have not. And that is my point. We cannot sense one from you. "

Going completely off topic, she stated "I'm going to call you Gregory."

The dark curls of the creature looked as if they got blasted back.

"Did you just name a dementor?"

"Yes...so?"

Lorelei was completely oblivious to the change around her. The scene was making more and more of these dark creatures surround her. The weird thing was- she wasn't afraid.

"So Gregory, what do you want me to do. 'Cause I can't stay here forever. I need food. And water."

The dementor made a sound like a cat scraping a chalkboard. It was his way of sighing. "Well, I don't want to take you to the aurors stationed here…."

"Aurors?"

The dementors (let's just call it eyes) widened considerably. He had totally forgot the little girl didn't know anything about the wizarding world. This was going to be hard…

"Come on then. I'll tell you all about it."

This lead to a forty minute discussion about what azkaban was and the wizarding world around it.

"When you come of age, you can do magic freely."

"But how do you do magic."

Lorelei was hyperventilating. If she couldn't learn then she wouldn't know. If she didn't know she would never do magic. She would be stuck in the middle not knowing anything about not worlds. She was working herself into a panic.

The dementor looked at her with kind eyes. (Or the dementor equivalent of that) and realized it had only been an hour in which she entered a new world and was dumped with information.

"I have an idea. I'll teach you all about magic. Soon you'll go to a school, but you need to know the basics.You could be just the thing we need to change things around here. Just stick to me. I promise you will grow up to be greater than you ancestor."

"Thanks!" She exclaimed. "And what about my ancestors? You knew him or something,"

"And that,my dear, is where we will start our first lesson."

I know that was pretty unexciting but… I can't wait until she goes to early hogwarts.

Hopefully in another two or three chapters.

I'm not sure where I'm going with this but.. who cares? I still have a few plot twists up my sleeve….

*evil grin*

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