I OWN NOTHING

spells

Parseltongue

thoughts

Scooping up the stone, he dived back through the ditch to get out of the room. While casting Deloi moi to collaspe the ditch behind him. "Come on." he whispered. While he tucked the stone into his bag. Turning to look at the door, he saw that it had stopped at a quarter of the way open. He watched at the ditch finished filling in before he ran back to his former position. Sliding into place just as the door finished opening. Gareth looked at Harry, noticing his red face and puffing breathes.

"There's no need to be nervous." he said. "It looks like the prisoner made a clean getaway, but we need to be on the lookout and man the battlements. Can you do that while I lead the search party through the city?" He asked.

"Yeah, I can do that." Harry said slightly breathless.

Catching his breath, he followed Gareth to the roof while reversing all of his spells that he had cast in the room. He felt as the spells finished returning the room to its previous condition, making it seem like he was never there. He sighed in relief and tied the pouch to his belt. After reaching the roof, Gareth handed Harry a bow while asking him. "Do you know how to use one of these?"

"Yeah, shoot the pointy end at the target." Harry replied. Gareth laughed.

"Yeah, that's the gist of it." He said while handing a quiver of arrows to Harry.

"From this distance, it shouldn't matter much, but, well, try not to shoot us, eh?" Gareth said. Harry chuckled.

"That's the plan."

"Good, now there should be someone up here in a few minutes to join you on the watch." Gareth said.

"Alright." Harry said as Gareth left. After he was gone, Harry sighed, looking at the bow and arrows, before tucking them into his bag. Looking around the roof he saw a knapsack and a empty quiver shrugging his shoulders he placed both of them in his bag. He approached the side of the castle and looked out to the city to see a commotion at the gate.

It looked like two cloaked figures were trying to escape and were drawing most of the guards attention. He watched as one of the figures took an arrow to the chest, buying time for the second one to escape. "This is the best chance I'll get. Thank god this is wandless." He thought.

He concentrated and slowly picked out a clearing a ways from the city gates. He slowly committed the details to memory. Once he felt that he had them sufficiently committed he took a deep breath and spun on his heel to disappear with a muted crack.

He reappeared with a muted crack and immediately dived into an nearby alley. Taking a deep breath and making sure that he wasn't seen. He climbed up the side of the building once he was on the roof he started looking for the city gates. He circled for a couple of minutes before he saw the gates to the city even from his distance he could feel the wards over it. He let out a sigh and resigned himself to a uncomfortable jump fixing his eyes on a spot some distance from the city. He spun on his heel and disappeared finally escaping the city.

A few hours later

He had reached a river after multiple jumps. With a groan he streched feeling his back pop. He let out a relieved sigh "I should be close enough now." He thought. Preparing himself for a long jump He concentrated on a cave the Ra'zac had stopped at. When he had the picture as clear as he could make it he turned on his heel with a crack he disapperated.

At the cave, he reappeared with a crack looking around. "This should be good." He thought. Walking to the entrance and setting up proximity wards along with some spells to hide the entrance using the ancient language the wards and spell were differen then he was used to but they would get the job done. Turning back into the cave, he pulled out his trunk and looked around the cave. "It's a little small for what I'm doing." He thought. "But with my current limitations it's not anything I can fix." He cast Malthinae Garjzla creating a floating light for him to see. Slowly changing the brightness of it to provide more light.

Once he thought it was bright enough, he grabbed the pouch from his belt and dumped it over. Only for nothing to happen. "What's going on?" He thought, shaking the bag lightly. Then, with a rumble, the contents exploded out of the bag. "Just a little clog." He thought in relief. When the gemstones fell out of the bag, he again felt the attack on his sheilds. Along with a mental scream, that was almost a physical force. He solidified his shields, slightly quieting the screaming.

Once the bag was empty he summoned all the gemstones back into it finally stopping the screaming. He sighed in relief. "What the hell was that." He thought before looking at the piles of things in front of him. He didn't know what to do with the rest he had no where to keep any of it he only took the stuff on an impulse and now he was regretting it.

Deciding to organize the massive pile of stuff while he thought about what to do. He set to seperating the weapons from the pile. Once they formed their own smaller pile he started on the book using magic to repair the ones that looked in need of it. When he was about half way through the books he found the knapsack and quiver. "Huh, I forgot about these." He thought in surprise and slight happiness. Placing them to the side so as to not lose them agian he continued to repair his new book collection.

Once he was finished repairing the books, he picked up the knapsack and used his new spell to expand the interior. To make room for the new books he had collected. Once the spell was complete, he summoned all books and papers. They came flying into the knapsack with the papers following.

He held the knapsack open used to the process by now. Once all the books and papers were inside, he closed the knapsack and set it to the side. Picking up the quiver, he repeated the spell expanding the inside.

Then, he summoned all the weapons. They flew by him entering the quiver. He stood there as the weapons flew by in groups. Once he was finished, he found that it only took half an hour. Looking around the now relatively clean cave, he nodded to himself.

He tore a strip of clothing off and tied it over the top of the quiver to keep the weapons from falling out. Setting the quiver next to the knapsack, he picked up his bag with the strange gems inside. He braced himself and summoned all the gold sitting in the cave. The gold flew at him quickly he held up the bag and opened it, letting the gold flow into it. Filling it up, he had to stop and cast the spell to expand the space inside again before continuing.

After a few minutes, the stream of gold stopped he sighed he was running on empty. Heading to the nearby stream, he quickly washed himself in the chilling water before heading back to the cave. He realized that the light he had made was still there. "Wow." He thought releasing the spell."I've never had a spell last so long." He started to reach up to take off his glasses and realized that he no longer had them. "That will take some getting used to." He thought.

"I thought I broke that habit in Teirm, but I guess not." He thought in amusement. He stood back up, heading outside to use the bathroom. When he was done, he set some runes up to provide himself some more security while he was sleeping. While he was gone, the bag began to move inching its way to the side before a stone fell out with a thump.

"What was that." Harry asked himself finishing his set up he stepped back inside the cave using magic to soften the spot he was going to sleep he just realized how dark it had gotten with out the light he had made. He carefully stepped into the cave, taking slow, careful steps before tripping over the stone.

He fell down, cursing and looking back at the stone. "How did you get out?" he asked himself aloud. Picking up the stone, he carried it over to where he was sleeping and slowly placed it back into the bag. Laying down onto the softened ground. "It feels so good to be clean agian." He said to himself while slowly falling asleep.

The next morning, Harry got up when he could no longer ignore the sunlight hitting his face. Slowly standing up, he gave a loud yawn and big stretch and started to the creek he had found last night. Splashing some water on his face to finish waking up, he sipped some of the water from his cuped hands and swished it around in his mouth. Spitting it out, when he was done, he sipped some more and savored the cold water.

He summoned some rabbits that he saw and said Deyja swiftly ending their lives. He headed back to the cave and started breakfast. When he was done, he headed back to his sleeping spot along the way he spotted the desk and chair still outside. "Huh, forgot all about you." He thought levitating them and heading to the knapsack once there he put desk in the knapsack and summoned a map he had put away yesterday.

"It looks like I'm aways from Teirm but I can't go there Galbys no idiot that will be the first place he'll look and I can't backtrack so the next nearest town is Gil'ead." He thought while sitting down in the chair looking at the map. "With the supplies in the bag, I should make it to Daret. It's better to put as much distance between the Urû-baen and me as quick as possible so Daret it is." He decided rolling up the map and putting it away. He put his new chair in the knapsack the placed the sack and quiver in his bag, and exited the cave.

Then he took down the wards around the cave and destroyed the runes, preventing them from being found. He took off down a game trail in the general direction of Daret. After a few hours he had to relieve himself and while he was stopped he decided to eat lunch and drink some water. When he was satiated, he started back down the path he was following. When the sun was starting to set, he started looking for a place to rest for the night. When he found a suitable place, he repeated the steps from last night. Then, he took a cold bath in the stream that had conveniently traveled in the same direction as him. He went to bed absent mindedly thinking about the stone in his bag. "I still think you look familiar." he thought to himself, slowly falling asleep.


"It's good to be king." Were Galbatorixs thoughts he was the most powerful mage in the land, the strongest sitting on a throne of the melted weapons of his conquered enemies. Immovable as the mountains themselves, which is why when he sensed a massive surge of magic over the ocean in Terim, he sent the Ra'zac after it. He would possess whatever had made the surge.

A few days later, his steward brought a letter claiming that the sender had evidence that his representative in Teirm was stealing from him. The timing was suspicious, but if it was true, he couldn't have people thinking that they could steal from him without consequences.

Standing up, he ordered his steward. "Bring me my saddle." The steward bowed before leaving carrying out his orders he approached the black wall behind him before putting his hand on the wall. A massive blue eye opened a growling sound was heard, shaking the room.

Glabatorix smirked before pulling on the black magic that bound the now revealed dragon to him. The dragon stopped growling, only able to stare at him with madness in its eyes. "There, there we are going on a trip." Galbatorix said as the steward brought in his saddle. "Just put it over there." he said, pointing off to the side.

"Yes, my lord." the steward replied before setting the saddle down. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" The steward asked.

"Where is durza?" Galbatorix questioned calmly.

"He left a message saying that he had a lead on the elf he was tracking and that he was leaving to capture her." The steward replied.

"I see, that will be all." Galbatorix said, humming slightly. The steward bowed and backed his way out of the door. Galbatorix summoned the saddle to him. Walking to the dragons side, he used magic to get the saddle set in place and strapped on. With a word in the ancient language.

The ceiling opened, climbing to the saddle he situated before strapping himself in the black dragon and stood up. "Let's go, Shurikan." He called to the dragon, spreading its wings the dragon crouched then with a heave jumped and took off into the sky blotting out the sun for a couple of minutes. Then he turned towards Teirm and flew off into the distance.