Poor Silvio on RBC-TV Interview
today held twenty minutes on the air on RBC TV. Subject transfer was the economic crisis in Italy. Although clearly a leading preferred discuss-not only that, but the theme Mutiny Pudakov grasping the fact that Berlusconi recently launched a statuette of the Milan Cathedral. As a result, I tried to talk to him about the Italian economy, and he did all of the findings: Well, you see, and statuettes Kremlin have also abound. And since all this went on the air, where the need to filter the market is very tough, the transfer took place, saying, in dovlatovski, on a continuous subtext. " Video programs will be available for about a month on the site of RBC-TV: http://videoarchive.rbc.ru/archive/2009/12/14/dialog1336.wmv
See, Just want to say that lazhanulsya that when he talked about films about the Italian mafia in the United States, mentioned that the first had the idea of genre, the spaghetti western "-" What Happens in America "by Sergio Leone - where it is largely not about the Italian mafia, and on the authentic, New York.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Do Hair Extensions Damage Your Hair
Sons of the blue 26 - Emeralds chipped
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Chapter 26
Emeralds chipped
were climbing those flights of stairs - past and doors have become real their kingdoms to dust and cobwebs - Harry when he was stopped by his former professor of Defense. "I want you to promise me, Harry. Do not try to read more in the mind of Hermione, or Ginny Promise This .... "
" Remus, do not have time to exchange promo ... "
" No, you promise me now. Now. "
The others stared at his feet hanging on the steps, unable to move forward, unable to fathom what was happening.
Ron was weak, the de-transfiguration brought him more and lots of energy. Since McGonagall, Tonks - and, unfortunately, Jacques - had joined them, leaving behind Draco and Ylenia, there was no time for explanations.
The Dean had demanded that Ron is de-transform, and he could not swallow. He knew that he was a half-agony, because he had done? Why had forced him to abandon his counterpart in Phoenix? Harry was standing behind him, eyes fixed on those of Lupin, full of anger.
had been too, what he had heard the voice of Draco. It was necessary to hear all that the blonde reminded of the curse. Indispensable, but really ... really too much to bear. Even that their efforts had not led to much, had not revealed their way to help Hermione and Ginny.
What had happened, just after arrival - in that room of St. Mungo - McGonagall and the people who attended it, led him to think that you, the demon, then he wanted to call him. A totally different reality had them wrapped. It was so common a London street, the one on which were found, but the air you breathe something very powerful.
It was like an electric surge that brought them here and now through their bodies and sent away the people, of course, to avoid pushing the small group to walk at least a couple of meters away.
They were close to you according to his wishes, were to find the place where he had hidden all this time, and perhaps where he imprisoned his victims ... Ylena, probably a couple of muggles, and then Ginny and Hermione.
"I'm pretty sure it will be all too easy to find his hiding place," he said Jacques.
Tonks had put his hand to the stick. "Just follow this wake of power. "
" It 's been to want you here, Harry, "Lupin was remembering right now," Right now she is directing the game, and until we have studied the situation will not have to do anything risky. "Two different
gave battle will be in the look of Harry.
ultimately prevailed in the trust Lupin, but the answer did not convince Harry to yielding Ron to the end.
eyes of his friend, and welcome to bind to that promise, were fatally changed, stripped of their glow as chipped emeralds.
"Okay, let's go," said Harry.
How was the cost, this promise, already now - he thought Ron, who also had no idea of what it would cost to all of them, once they had found before the first effects of Prophecy.
"I'm here," Tonks murmured, "I'm sure."
were all crammed on that landing and piled at the door scraped and chipped in several places.
"We are certain all" Jacques corrected icily. "Sticks in hand, then."
"The wands you do not need" the voice said to her, while the door opens onto a corridor much like a sewer, the mixture of nauseating odors that reigned there.
The light was certainly not lacking, but ethereal light that they would all rather avoid: white and shining, yet anything but friendly, not at all reassuring. Ron and Harry
advancing side by side, looking through the open doors that were left behind on both sides of the aisle. When they arrived in the room at the end, crossing the threshold in front of them, they found the woman waiting for them, sitting on a throne like a worm-eaten stool and smiling. At his feet, immobilized on the ground by invisible strings, Hermione and Ginny yelled them to leave.
also wore shirts in the cruel reality that Madam Pomfrey had chosen to cover the wounds that were pitifully kindled on their skin, after having medicated. They wore those shirts that reflected the light magic left pounding all around them.
"I said nothing sticks here."
Harry barely had time to see Ron, Jacques, Tonks, Lupin and McGonagall be disarmed and crashed, ending up back against the wall.
"From that position does not bother us for a while. 'The demon brought her beautiful eyes on Harry, loaded with special attention to the opportunity that awaited for centuries. The line of his mouth was sharp when he saw that the boy had not yet left his wand on the ground.
"That can not stick me nothing, boy."
"Do not I'd be so sure, "he said. He kept throwing quick glances at Hermione and Ginny.
"It will be your choice to save, not your magic. One choice. "
" Then why fear the power of others, because they have tied up? "
The demon laughed. "You're incredible, you know? You are amazing, you all modern magicians. Deceive you know the magic, but your are just playing games. Nothing to do with ancient magic, what is going to obey. I've waited thousands of years to get to this day, this joyful gathering. "
" What are you talking about? "
" It was worth it: we're all here. The slave who learn magic, the teacher who taught it to him ... and he who betrayed him. "
" Leave now my friends. "
" Anger mounts in you, Dark Lord? "
" The only Dark Lord is now dead. "
" That 's what you believe, I know perfectly. That 's what you like repeating yourself every time you want to break your legs to your anger. "
She spelled in silence a formula that no one could hear, as well as Harry found himself still. The demon began to walk around, and he realized that he was also deprived of the stick.
How could it be successful? He had never lost sight of, as could have distracted like that?
"E 'success because it had to happen. The wheel of events you can not stop. Will still result in the birth of two principles. The only variation is up to you to decide. We want your friends to give birth to free women or slaves? "Harry felt
die. The demon had approached a table, and now had more time, handing two collars.
He heard moaning Hermione and Ginny, but Ron.
"You left me with a similar choice?" This time, Harry was laughing, but without any joy.
"You're incredible."
"I have not explained. The question is this: if you refuse to put collars on these two mothers, after that I'll visit us and we all moved to my land, they give birth, and soon after die. In front of your eyes ... It will not be at all pleasant. Conversely, if you do what you ask, the Principles will be born of two Queens. "
" How do you think I can trust you? "
" I do not care what he thinks me a traitor. "
Harry was beginning to lose control while realizing what is at stake ... it was hard to keep calm in the face of this madness.
"Me, I'd be the traitor?"
"I do not know the three elements of prophecy, then? Yet the Your expert - his name is Weasley? - We arrived. You have not had time to hear the results of his research? What a shame, impulsivity is likely to condemn these two girls. "
He stared at Harry with open contempt. "Yes, you're the one who betrayed him. You embody in a fragment of that in my time betrayed: betrayed the slave and the master, but also life itself. "
" You're just trying to confuse me. "
" No, believe me. I'm dominating your life not to break like a twig. "
" And the other elements of prophecy? 'Said Ron, catching everyone by surprise, not least the demon. "You said they are all here. Who am I? "
She moved sinuously toward him, dropping for a second collars. Long shiny hair floated on his back, and she tied them with one hand, from the neck to run it hot.
"Are you trying to buy time? Thinking that someone might have started to seek. Likely, you know? But it will not have time to find you, sorry for you. "
" Then answer my question ... "
She slapped him. "Here, the questions I do."
Soon after, under the astonished eyes of the nearest Jacques, Ron kissed the demon with a passion almost famished, bringing one of its beautiful hands to stroke from behind the red head. When
let him go, Ron gasped. He was stunned, was disgusted.
The woman was back in front of Harry.
"I'm waiting, boy." The two still held out collars. "You have had time to reflect."
"I will not put them with a collar. Mai. "
" As you wish, take note of your choice. I hope you realize that he nevertheless betrayed someone. It was your destiny, for that matter. Perhaps be convinced will help you overcome the guilt for the rest of your days ... "
huge explosion startled the woman, who withdrew from the neck of Harry, who was about to tap. "I was been clear, I said that nothing and no one should disturb me! Iqtar, here! "
But his servant did not come. Or at least, did not arrive on his legs.
Two figures came from the hallway, just gently dragging the corpse of the Egyptian. Bill Neville and rose to his feet, pointing their wands on the woman.
Continued ...
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Emeralds chipped
were climbing those flights of stairs - past and doors have become real their kingdoms to dust and cobwebs - Harry when he was stopped by his former professor of Defense. "I want you to promise me, Harry. Do not try to read more in the mind of Hermione, or Ginny Promise This .... "
" Remus, do not have time to exchange promo ... "
" No, you promise me now. Now. "
The others stared at his feet hanging on the steps, unable to move forward, unable to fathom what was happening.
Ron was weak, the de-transfiguration brought him more and lots of energy. Since McGonagall, Tonks - and, unfortunately, Jacques - had joined them, leaving behind Draco and Ylenia, there was no time for explanations.
The Dean had demanded that Ron is de-transform, and he could not swallow. He knew that he was a half-agony, because he had done? Why had forced him to abandon his counterpart in Phoenix? Harry was standing behind him, eyes fixed on those of Lupin, full of anger.
had been too, what he had heard the voice of Draco. It was necessary to hear all that the blonde reminded of the curse. Indispensable, but really ... really too much to bear. Even that their efforts had not led to much, had not revealed their way to help Hermione and Ginny.
What had happened, just after arrival - in that room of St. Mungo - McGonagall and the people who attended it, led him to think that you, the demon, then he wanted to call him. A totally different reality had them wrapped. It was so common a London street, the one on which were found, but the air you breathe something very powerful.
It was like an electric surge that brought them here and now through their bodies and sent away the people, of course, to avoid pushing the small group to walk at least a couple of meters away.
They were close to you according to his wishes, were to find the place where he had hidden all this time, and perhaps where he imprisoned his victims ... Ylena, probably a couple of muggles, and then Ginny and Hermione.
"I'm pretty sure it will be all too easy to find his hiding place," he said Jacques.
Tonks had put his hand to the stick. "Just follow this wake of power. "
" It 's been to want you here, Harry, "Lupin was remembering right now," Right now she is directing the game, and until we have studied the situation will not have to do anything risky. "Two different
gave battle will be in the look of Harry.
ultimately prevailed in the trust Lupin, but the answer did not convince Harry to yielding Ron to the end.
eyes of his friend, and welcome to bind to that promise, were fatally changed, stripped of their glow as chipped emeralds.
"Okay, let's go," said Harry.
How was the cost, this promise, already now - he thought Ron, who also had no idea of what it would cost to all of them, once they had found before the first effects of Prophecy.
"I'm here," Tonks murmured, "I'm sure."
were all crammed on that landing and piled at the door scraped and chipped in several places.
"We are certain all" Jacques corrected icily. "Sticks in hand, then."
"The wands you do not need" the voice said to her, while the door opens onto a corridor much like a sewer, the mixture of nauseating odors that reigned there.
The light was certainly not lacking, but ethereal light that they would all rather avoid: white and shining, yet anything but friendly, not at all reassuring. Ron and Harry
advancing side by side, looking through the open doors that were left behind on both sides of the aisle. When they arrived in the room at the end, crossing the threshold in front of them, they found the woman waiting for them, sitting on a throne like a worm-eaten stool and smiling. At his feet, immobilized on the ground by invisible strings, Hermione and Ginny yelled them to leave.
also wore shirts in the cruel reality that Madam Pomfrey had chosen to cover the wounds that were pitifully kindled on their skin, after having medicated. They wore those shirts that reflected the light magic left pounding all around them.
"I said nothing sticks here."
Harry barely had time to see Ron, Jacques, Tonks, Lupin and McGonagall be disarmed and crashed, ending up back against the wall.
"From that position does not bother us for a while. 'The demon brought her beautiful eyes on Harry, loaded with special attention to the opportunity that awaited for centuries. The line of his mouth was sharp when he saw that the boy had not yet left his wand on the ground.
"That can not stick me nothing, boy."
"Do not I'd be so sure, "he said. He kept throwing quick glances at Hermione and Ginny.
"It will be your choice to save, not your magic. One choice. "
" Then why fear the power of others, because they have tied up? "
The demon laughed. "You're incredible, you know? You are amazing, you all modern magicians. Deceive you know the magic, but your are just playing games. Nothing to do with ancient magic, what is going to obey. I've waited thousands of years to get to this day, this joyful gathering. "
" What are you talking about? "
" It was worth it: we're all here. The slave who learn magic, the teacher who taught it to him ... and he who betrayed him. "
" Leave now my friends. "
" Anger mounts in you, Dark Lord? "
" The only Dark Lord is now dead. "
" That 's what you believe, I know perfectly. That 's what you like repeating yourself every time you want to break your legs to your anger. "
She spelled in silence a formula that no one could hear, as well as Harry found himself still. The demon began to walk around, and he realized that he was also deprived of the stick.
How could it be successful? He had never lost sight of, as could have distracted like that?
"E 'success because it had to happen. The wheel of events you can not stop. Will still result in the birth of two principles. The only variation is up to you to decide. We want your friends to give birth to free women or slaves? "Harry felt
die. The demon had approached a table, and now had more time, handing two collars.
He heard moaning Hermione and Ginny, but Ron.
"You left me with a similar choice?" This time, Harry was laughing, but without any joy.
"You're incredible."
"I have not explained. The question is this: if you refuse to put collars on these two mothers, after that I'll visit us and we all moved to my land, they give birth, and soon after die. In front of your eyes ... It will not be at all pleasant. Conversely, if you do what you ask, the Principles will be born of two Queens. "
" How do you think I can trust you? "
" I do not care what he thinks me a traitor. "
Harry was beginning to lose control while realizing what is at stake ... it was hard to keep calm in the face of this madness.
"Me, I'd be the traitor?"
"I do not know the three elements of prophecy, then? Yet the Your expert - his name is Weasley? - We arrived. You have not had time to hear the results of his research? What a shame, impulsivity is likely to condemn these two girls. "
He stared at Harry with open contempt. "Yes, you're the one who betrayed him. You embody in a fragment of that in my time betrayed: betrayed the slave and the master, but also life itself. "
" You're just trying to confuse me. "
" No, believe me. I'm dominating your life not to break like a twig. "
" And the other elements of prophecy? 'Said Ron, catching everyone by surprise, not least the demon. "You said they are all here. Who am I? "
She moved sinuously toward him, dropping for a second collars. Long shiny hair floated on his back, and she tied them with one hand, from the neck to run it hot.
"Are you trying to buy time? Thinking that someone might have started to seek. Likely, you know? But it will not have time to find you, sorry for you. "
" Then answer my question ... "
She slapped him. "Here, the questions I do."
Soon after, under the astonished eyes of the nearest Jacques, Ron kissed the demon with a passion almost famished, bringing one of its beautiful hands to stroke from behind the red head. When
let him go, Ron gasped. He was stunned, was disgusted.
The woman was back in front of Harry.
"I'm waiting, boy." The two still held out collars. "You have had time to reflect."
"I will not put them with a collar. Mai. "
" As you wish, take note of your choice. I hope you realize that he nevertheless betrayed someone. It was your destiny, for that matter. Perhaps be convinced will help you overcome the guilt for the rest of your days ... "
huge explosion startled the woman, who withdrew from the neck of Harry, who was about to tap. "I was been clear, I said that nothing and no one should disturb me! Iqtar, here! "
But his servant did not come. Or at least, did not arrive on his legs.
Two figures came from the hallway, just gently dragging the corpse of the Egyptian. Bill Neville and rose to his feet, pointing their wands on the woman.
Continued ...
Monday, November 23, 2009
Bluetooth Earphone Adaptor
Sons of the blue 25 - Magic distorted
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Chapter 25
Magic distorted
"Hermione, sve ..."
The gray eyes flashed the senior Malfoy.
At the same time, the pain of the mark began to throb in his shoulder, tearing his voice to warn her friend, and the same breath. Desperate, Ginny glanced at Malfoy. He did not understand why that morning to his Lord, Lucius, had woken up with the violence el'avesse dematerialized back there, in the apartments of Voldemort. Why
Draco was chained to the wall, gagged and covered with scratches and marks on the face of lashes on the rest of the body?
Hermione still had her eyes closed, Ginny beginning to think that it was not quite asleep. 'Wake up, please wake up,' she thought. He could not visit him next, because Lucius had pushed her and locked in a corner of the room.
Macnair had gone to call Lord Voldemort, and now ahead of him in the entrance. The Wizard
pushed aside his Death Eaters and Ginny stared at the chalk face of increasingly emaciated, dominated by those red eyes.
"There's something I must confess, Weasley, before that I should ask dovertelo?"
Ginny shook her head. He did not understand what he meant. What the blame?
Voldemort ordered her to stand up and grabbed his chin. "No? I guess no ... do not remember anything that you signed the agreement with the traitor, the son of Malfoy? "
" Yes ... Sir, I have not made any acco ... "
" Liar! "The backlash of the slap he received bounced against Ginny wall, and made her wear out against the corner of the room. Voldemort wanted it back on its feet. "Now hear the version of my half-breed." Leaned against the wall and walked over to Hermione.
The girl could not have avoided the stock even if it was already awake. Bound to the stone floor with chains, screamed and groaned when his boot struck the side of Voldemort.
"I have a couple of questions for you, open your ears. "
" Yes, sir. "
Ginny clenched eyelids. He lived first-hand the humiliation that these two words were able to emphasize. This future would be Voldemort's death was worse, much worse.
"Have you done a spell, about four or five hours ago. I guess you do not know anything, like the Weasley ... "Hermione
, scared, shook his head.
"For this to be ...." From where he stood, Hermione could see just grazed the boy chained to the wall. He recognized her hair blonde at the moment when he tried to shout something, to no avail because of the gag.
"No?" What
had to respond to their master? Taking into account that Voldemort Ginny played with them as he had never done since he had marked. A subtle game that, Lucius Malfoy and Macnair, proved to be very funny.
But Voldemort did not laugh, not at all amused. He was rather offended, offended by the responses she and Hermione had given.
"No one can try to fool me, Granger. In this cell, as in that of the Weasley Malfoy Manor, there are still traces of the powerful spell. But I can not understand what magic is done. It 's hidden, you know? And I can not "- another kick -" tolerate " - Yet another - "to be laughed at, and you know it."
Hermione groaned only now, with every kick, no longer even had the voice to scream.
"Enough, please!" Cried Ginny. He could not bear to see her reduced to that state.
"Enough?" Voldemort walked over to her. "I just started to punish you, Weasley."
"But we do not know ... nien"
The pain of the magic tore a scream.
"Silence! I have not given permission to speak. I do not want to have you, because you've given to Lucius. But do not dare to intervene in decisions that affect the half-breed! "Returned
by Hermione.
"I do not know what to do with you, Granger. You are uneducated, hopeless. "
Ginny barely suppressed a sob.
Hermione was helpless under the figure of Voldemort, his eyes wide with terror.
"This evening, after Potter has replaced the Hourglass of the recall, you will be handed over to the Dementors."
"No!" Yelled Ginny, beside herself, immediately immobilized by Lucius Malfoy.
Voldemort ignored it this time. He stared at Hermione, challenging it to issue any complaint, ready to punish her. "Just try to live your last day without causing more pain to your friend."
was then that Ginny saw the air wrinkling of the room, and for a moment had the distinct impression that a figure, semi-transparent and translucent, observe the scene, shifting his gaze from the two of them to another prisoner, Draco Malfoy.
Then he saw the woman smile for the first time. Now if it was the front again in the dingy room filled with a mixture of foul odors.
"Be patient, girl. You will not be immobilized for much longer. "
Ginny tried to control breathing.
He could not move, why? What did the woman she and Hermione?
"I really do not know? And 'the memory that immobilizes. Your bodies are elsewhere, are unnecessary weight. I work a lot better on the minds. "
" Who are you? "Asked Hermione.
"Come on, you know me well. I was with you when you questioned Voldemort ... Now remember, right? The Curse also included this: you would have said, slowly, piece by piece, all that Malfoy had tried to save you. But only towards the fulfillment of prophecy, that is, now, would you have connected the whole. "
" You Lei .. "Ginny began to fear turning into anger," ... you are the demon. "
" was afraid that my offspring, Voldemort ... I suggest you see me the same way. Voldemort has done nothing but serve no even realizing it.
"I will not tolerate more similar tones of voice from you. Now sit back, still waiting for someone. "
Hermione and Ginny exchanged a look of pure panic. They could formulate any hypothesis, they began to understand that there would come to the reality that awaited them. The Prophecy ... what is it? Who were the people who waited for the demon?
What would happen to their bodies if they had not been able to return?
"They are dying, right?"
"No, Seamus, do not give up!"
"What should I think, Neville? You tell me. The bodies are dehydrated, despite all the potions Chips that continues to give them. Tell me, how do you see? "
Luna bowed his head, which is suffering in the face of that resignation.
She had not wanted to believe, the beginning did not want to be convinced that the message was truthful Seamus. But when they returned to the castle, stopping for a moment without thinking about their honeymoon, she and Neville were found in front of two girls in those two bodies slowly abandoning their lives. It was not fair, it was not just that happiness was so fragile, capable of breaking the whim of a demon, after all they had already faced because of Voldemort.
"Harry and Ron," asked Luna, Padma. The friend she bit
lip. "They went along with Lupin. They wanted to talk to Malfoy. She's gone too McGonagall. And Moody, the only one who could tell us the truth, does not want to do it. "
Seamus stared for long moments Ginny's face, as if in a trance. "And I can not bear it any longer. I go to Bill. "
" What do you think that will tell you everything? "
" Neville, I have groped. "
" I come with you. "Neville turned to Luna.
"Rest here. Go you. Vai, Padma ... "The three
poured out of the infirmary. Luna took into his hands frozen to Ginny, and focused on the wedding banquet, which had seen them happy than they had ever been.
After a period of incalculable time, filled with horror when she and Hermione had distinguished the bodies tied to the walls of this room, all around them, Ginny could hardly control the waves of panic that the submerged.
"Who are you waiting for?" He heard from her friend request.
The woman, who was caressing the face of a blond girl, now became a corpse, he turned to fix the brunette who had spoken.
as Ginny was sucked from deep wells that were the eyes of the woman. "Hermione, do not ..."
"Who are we waiting for?"
The woman did not answer.
"We at least know why we have to die? "
" But you do not have to die, far from it. "
" Stop playing with us. I will not serve to make you fear the most. What is Prophecy? "
" Be careful what you say, girl ... "
" Revenge? It will not be much worse than we did Voldemort. "
" It will become, if not learn to keep quiet. The Prophecy takes revenge, yes ... but not for me. I'm only a reliable performer. Maybe I will draw the life and benefits, and perhaps you too, if I would bend. "
Ginny felt in the mouth the bitter taste of fear. "Who should we submit? "
" To your destiny. E 'marked it all. You are making possible the redemption of the Ancient Power. You will be the mothers of Principles. "
'The Sons of the blue', thought Ginny. He wanted to give birth to their instruments of his vengeance? He decided he would rather be dead.
A servant came to the beautiful woman. "Mistress, they're coming, they discovered the breach."
"Well, there is everybody?"
"Even your enemy," the servant nodded.
"Very good, better than expected. Freedom of the walls, make room for our guests. "
The servant began to leave ties from the corpses, under the astonished gaze of his two prisoners.
Continued ...
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Magic distorted
"Hermione, sve ..."
The gray eyes flashed the senior Malfoy.
At the same time, the pain of the mark began to throb in his shoulder, tearing his voice to warn her friend, and the same breath. Desperate, Ginny glanced at Malfoy. He did not understand why that morning to his Lord, Lucius, had woken up with the violence el'avesse dematerialized back there, in the apartments of Voldemort. Why
Draco was chained to the wall, gagged and covered with scratches and marks on the face of lashes on the rest of the body?
Hermione still had her eyes closed, Ginny beginning to think that it was not quite asleep. 'Wake up, please wake up,' she thought. He could not visit him next, because Lucius had pushed her and locked in a corner of the room.
Macnair had gone to call Lord Voldemort, and now ahead of him in the entrance. The Wizard
pushed aside his Death Eaters and Ginny stared at the chalk face of increasingly emaciated, dominated by those red eyes.
"There's something I must confess, Weasley, before that I should ask dovertelo?"
Ginny shook her head. He did not understand what he meant. What the blame?
Voldemort ordered her to stand up and grabbed his chin. "No? I guess no ... do not remember anything that you signed the agreement with the traitor, the son of Malfoy? "
" Yes ... Sir, I have not made any acco ... "
" Liar! "The backlash of the slap he received bounced against Ginny wall, and made her wear out against the corner of the room. Voldemort wanted it back on its feet. "Now hear the version of my half-breed." Leaned against the wall and walked over to Hermione.
The girl could not have avoided the stock even if it was already awake. Bound to the stone floor with chains, screamed and groaned when his boot struck the side of Voldemort.
"I have a couple of questions for you, open your ears. "
" Yes, sir. "
Ginny clenched eyelids. He lived first-hand the humiliation that these two words were able to emphasize. This future would be Voldemort's death was worse, much worse.
"Have you done a spell, about four or five hours ago. I guess you do not know anything, like the Weasley ... "Hermione
, scared, shook his head.
"For this to be ...." From where he stood, Hermione could see just grazed the boy chained to the wall. He recognized her hair blonde at the moment when he tried to shout something, to no avail because of the gag.
"No?" What
had to respond to their master? Taking into account that Voldemort Ginny played with them as he had never done since he had marked. A subtle game that, Lucius Malfoy and Macnair, proved to be very funny.
But Voldemort did not laugh, not at all amused. He was rather offended, offended by the responses she and Hermione had given.
"No one can try to fool me, Granger. In this cell, as in that of the Weasley Malfoy Manor, there are still traces of the powerful spell. But I can not understand what magic is done. It 's hidden, you know? And I can not "- another kick -" tolerate " - Yet another - "to be laughed at, and you know it."
Hermione groaned only now, with every kick, no longer even had the voice to scream.
"Enough, please!" Cried Ginny. He could not bear to see her reduced to that state.
"Enough?" Voldemort walked over to her. "I just started to punish you, Weasley."
"But we do not know ... nien"
The pain of the magic tore a scream.
"Silence! I have not given permission to speak. I do not want to have you, because you've given to Lucius. But do not dare to intervene in decisions that affect the half-breed! "Returned
by Hermione.
"I do not know what to do with you, Granger. You are uneducated, hopeless. "
Ginny barely suppressed a sob.
Hermione was helpless under the figure of Voldemort, his eyes wide with terror.
"This evening, after Potter has replaced the Hourglass of the recall, you will be handed over to the Dementors."
"No!" Yelled Ginny, beside herself, immediately immobilized by Lucius Malfoy.
Voldemort ignored it this time. He stared at Hermione, challenging it to issue any complaint, ready to punish her. "Just try to live your last day without causing more pain to your friend."
was then that Ginny saw the air wrinkling of the room, and for a moment had the distinct impression that a figure, semi-transparent and translucent, observe the scene, shifting his gaze from the two of them to another prisoner, Draco Malfoy.
Then he saw the woman smile for the first time. Now if it was the front again in the dingy room filled with a mixture of foul odors.
"Be patient, girl. You will not be immobilized for much longer. "
Ginny tried to control breathing.
He could not move, why? What did the woman she and Hermione?
"I really do not know? And 'the memory that immobilizes. Your bodies are elsewhere, are unnecessary weight. I work a lot better on the minds. "
" Who are you? "Asked Hermione.
"Come on, you know me well. I was with you when you questioned Voldemort ... Now remember, right? The Curse also included this: you would have said, slowly, piece by piece, all that Malfoy had tried to save you. But only towards the fulfillment of prophecy, that is, now, would you have connected the whole. "
" You Lei .. "Ginny began to fear turning into anger," ... you are the demon. "
" was afraid that my offspring, Voldemort ... I suggest you see me the same way. Voldemort has done nothing but serve no even realizing it.
"I will not tolerate more similar tones of voice from you. Now sit back, still waiting for someone. "
Hermione and Ginny exchanged a look of pure panic. They could formulate any hypothesis, they began to understand that there would come to the reality that awaited them. The Prophecy ... what is it? Who were the people who waited for the demon?
What would happen to their bodies if they had not been able to return?
"They are dying, right?"
"No, Seamus, do not give up!"
"What should I think, Neville? You tell me. The bodies are dehydrated, despite all the potions Chips that continues to give them. Tell me, how do you see? "
Luna bowed his head, which is suffering in the face of that resignation.
She had not wanted to believe, the beginning did not want to be convinced that the message was truthful Seamus. But when they returned to the castle, stopping for a moment without thinking about their honeymoon, she and Neville were found in front of two girls in those two bodies slowly abandoning their lives. It was not fair, it was not just that happiness was so fragile, capable of breaking the whim of a demon, after all they had already faced because of Voldemort.
"Harry and Ron," asked Luna, Padma. The friend she bit
lip. "They went along with Lupin. They wanted to talk to Malfoy. She's gone too McGonagall. And Moody, the only one who could tell us the truth, does not want to do it. "
Seamus stared for long moments Ginny's face, as if in a trance. "And I can not bear it any longer. I go to Bill. "
" What do you think that will tell you everything? "
" Neville, I have groped. "
" I come with you. "Neville turned to Luna.
"Rest here. Go you. Vai, Padma ... "The three
poured out of the infirmary. Luna took into his hands frozen to Ginny, and focused on the wedding banquet, which had seen them happy than they had ever been.
After a period of incalculable time, filled with horror when she and Hermione had distinguished the bodies tied to the walls of this room, all around them, Ginny could hardly control the waves of panic that the submerged.
"Who are you waiting for?" He heard from her friend request.
The woman, who was caressing the face of a blond girl, now became a corpse, he turned to fix the brunette who had spoken.
as Ginny was sucked from deep wells that were the eyes of the woman. "Hermione, do not ..."
"Who are we waiting for?"
The woman did not answer.
"We at least know why we have to die? "
" But you do not have to die, far from it. "
" Stop playing with us. I will not serve to make you fear the most. What is Prophecy? "
" Be careful what you say, girl ... "
" Revenge? It will not be much worse than we did Voldemort. "
" It will become, if not learn to keep quiet. The Prophecy takes revenge, yes ... but not for me. I'm only a reliable performer. Maybe I will draw the life and benefits, and perhaps you too, if I would bend. "
Ginny felt in the mouth the bitter taste of fear. "Who should we submit? "
" To your destiny. E 'marked it all. You are making possible the redemption of the Ancient Power. You will be the mothers of Principles. "
'The Sons of the blue', thought Ginny. He wanted to give birth to their instruments of his vengeance? He decided he would rather be dead.
A servant came to the beautiful woman. "Mistress, they're coming, they discovered the breach."
"Well, there is everybody?"
"Even your enemy," the servant nodded.
"Very good, better than expected. Freedom of the walls, make room for our guests. "
The servant began to leave ties from the corpses, under the astonished gaze of his two prisoners.
Continued ...
Friday, November 6, 2009
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Sons of the blue 24 - The nightmare walking to Hogsmeade
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
The nightmare walking Hogsmeade: past or future?
walked along the streets of the small town of wizards, taking care not being seen from the figure that was stalking.
Hogsmeade was a decent floor, after the carnage caused by Death Eaters.
For a couple of weeks the population had been captivated by a dictatorial regime. Voldemort wanted to observe a curfew had been transformed from a prison to house in an almost necessary when, his followers - almost boring - had begun to challenge one another.
had lasted only two weeks, but had been enough for people to taste the horror that Voldemort wanted to build a life. The host of the Hog's Head had been enslaved in his own inn, forced to serve the Death Eaters who gathered between shifts and the other, drinking and talking of the murders were committed as chess competitions.
Disgusted, but very careful not to irritate them, the few magicians who still had the courage to turn down the street had begun to disguise themselves. After the possible origins Muggle documents, it had been to disguise the true appearance. He drove around the voice that a Death Eater had justified the murder of a woman with her being "too similar to a Muggle."
Whatever the reason for his death, her husband found her lying on the snowy street, with wide eyes fixed against the gray sky.
All these things were sapute through the pages of the Quibbler, when the headquarters of the Daily Prophet had been destroyed soon after the Ministry. During those last two weeks of terror, even the pages of the Quibbler had become unavailable, absolutely outlaws.
All of these things, Xavier Jacques had learned from the conversations of the inn, but above all by a wheel, a simple piece of paper, chased by squad of Death Eaters patrolling throughout Hogsmeade. That day he risked big, Xavier Jacques. Just returned from France, had nearly died on the streets of Hogsmeade that was that both the failure and that he chose to visit first.
anger toward his parents for keeping him in the dark about what was happening in the world of magic, had flared up in him, making him feel the feverish desire to Nantes to send a copy of those papers ... an excerpt of those horrors. Lost in his imprecations to be sent overseas, Xavier was almost finished in the arms of a patrol of Death Eaters.
"There are rumors true, I assure you! "Was trying to defend a seller.
"Very well, if you have a clear conscience will not be afraid to let us in for inspection. "The right foot
Xavier had a crumpled sheet, leaning on a stretch of dry pavement dramatically. Taking care not to attract the attention of the hooded figures in front of him, he looked down. "Last Gleaming the Order of the Phoenix," said a sign.
Slowly he bent to lift the sheet of paper, while two of the Death Eaters pushing the trader in its exercise. The rise, Xavier Jacques had let out a moan. The pneumonia that had struck him, and that led him to the edge of death, leaving traces of itself.
"Problems? "Asked the Death Eater had remained outside the store.
"No, sir ..." he was secretly hidden package behind his back.
At that point, a quick boy - guilty only of not having seen the Death Eaters - had they snatched from his hand and unfortunately both shouted. "It 's him, I found a copy. "The eyes of the Death Eaters had
gleam under the black hood.
had approached Jacques. "What was in his hand? What has brought back the back? "The moment
challenged his wand under his coat, he realized Jacques to sign his own condemnation to banditry, the drain forever.
"You know that we are searching a merchant guilty of having printed a leaflet outlaw? "
was already guilty?
"What is your name, sir? "
" Jacques, Jacques Xavier. I arrived today from France, after a long convalescence. "
" Jacques? Son of the illustrious Professor Jacques? "
" Yes, sir. "
" Very well, I wish you a good day. "The attitude of the Death Eaters was completely transformed.
"To you, Lord. "
It was difficult to continue on that road without looking into the window of the poor seller, especially when a voice was leaking from that building. "Avada Kedavra. "
Xavier Jacques had his eyes shut, while the laughter of the Death Eaters bounced in his head. He could not help but imagine the same scene - although he probably would never have arisen - but with a different name for the victim. The name and person of his mother, guilty of being a half-breed. But it would never happen, because the good name and profession awarded the father protected them all.
So why, he wondered, had not informed the parents that the situation was precipitated in England? Why? Why they left only to return to Scotland?
If it was then asked, unable to find an answer, until such time as it stopped near a lamppost, attracted by a disgusting spectacle. A group of Death Eaters - evidently got out of their patrol shift - were from head to foot a large class of very young girls decimated.
have not had even ten years.
Jacques had attended a school there to Hogsmeade Preparatory Academy of Hogwarts, during the three years that his father had spent in England as a researcher and teacher.
He recognized the uniforms.
Eaters were not talking about the uniforms.
"Too bad that they are all daughters of magicians. "
" Come on, do not just those that you can enjoy in Azkaban? "
" It 's just that if would like to bring! "Another commented on the group.
"I do not come over, you know. Since Lord Voldemort has captured the boys so loyal to Dumbledore. "
" Well, it's no wonder that wants to focus on Harry Potter. That he managed to escape at least five times! "
" It's not just him. It is fixed on the other brats Hogwarts Lucius that brought him together with him. "
" Do not argue Voldemort's orders, even when you're away from him. "
" I know, I know ... what do you think we care about life? "
" Especially because it could decide to treat yourself to one of his prisoners, when you will be tired of them, right? "
" No, that will go directly to the Dementors. Along with all the people who gravitate around the old Ministry. "
Jacques had been disgusted, but mainly chilled, incapable of the slightest movement for several long, long while.
The memory of that conversation paralyzed him, after a year and a half, just like hearing it the first time had reduced to almost throw up, clinging to that lamppost.
Remembering the tethered there until the time in which the figure that dogged him - or should stalk - not recalled him from behind. "He was following me, Professor Jacques? "
" Why have you escaped from St. Mungo? "
" Straight to the point, eh? "
" It is not my habit to waste time, especially now that there is no time to lose. "
" Today is more suspicious than usual, I might know why? "
" The most interesting of why the pieces? "
" At the moment, yes, "the Auror replied," Yes, I would say yes. "
" I'm wary of the times we live. At this time, which seems to peace but it is not. "
The features of the woman stiffened.
"Where are you getting at? "
" I want to get a clarification. Come out to the road as a tourist thing to do is not these days, especially for her. "
" For a blind? "
" For a person who has been targeted. "
" Professor Jacques, I signed the papers regularly S. Mungo and went out. I'm not a minor and are more than capable of looking after myself. I imagine that she is committed to protecting car. "
" Not at all, the token for anything but reason. "A note of panic
cracked voice of Dawn Ylena Swennson, which until then had managed to keep it steady. "What? "
" In the prison of Azkaban I had acquired an absolute credibility. And I'd earned, beyond my father's name. "
Draco looked sideways at Harry, who felt in their controlled reactions.
"Do not interrupt you jumped on him, Malfoy. At least until I have obtained all the information we need. "
" Go on, Draco, "said Lupin.
"When I returned from my last mission, I discovered that something had changed. I knew that Voldemort had taken a whole day, which had left the room of the Veil, where Weasley had trained me to use Hourglass of the call.
"Everything was ready, but Potter was about to be enslaved ... Voldemort had not yet given the order to proceed with the appeal of the old magician that he wanted. I did not understand why, until I heard his angry outburst. He had discovered the desperate attempt Weasley and Shadows of Black and Snape had done. He traced the dimension in which three girls were transferred instead of take them where he had ordered.
"My mission was very short, but I began to suspect that it had not been lucky enough to get away from there, just when the Shadows were treacherous discoveries. I began to suspect that Bill Weasley had convinced ... that Black and Snape not involve me. This feeling I did not rise up ... nobody
When he heard the angry outburst of Voldemort, Draco had stopped in the middle corridor. He had heard
furniture crashing into the stone walls, furnishings shattered into a thousand pieces. He had heard the apartment be turned upside down by his own owner. Then, nothing.
After moments of eerie silence, perfectly in line with the general atmosphere that prevailed in the new Azkaban even more than in the old spells were followed to clean up the mess until the end.
Voldemort had calmed down.
From the corner where he had stood behind a column, Draco had seen advancing four figures. His father
Macnair and Lucius were carrying two detainees in the apartments of the master. Were Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley.
Bend, entwined by the beatings she received, she had little strength to struggle in the grip of the two Death Eaters. Did everything they could, they played their last cards, aware of the place where they were taken. But they could not do anything that will excite even more, their jailers. For
few days, since his father took him in front of Lord Voldemort, Draco had thought of all this will not only be intended.
Then ... what had changed things in ways so radical? What would his father blamed for the crisis of conscience that his son had so much annoyed and disappointed? How would react if she discovered that she had been the Shadow of Sirius Black, the outcast of the family of the best thoroughbreds to make her his Draco?
The time to go was not that. Disgusted at the scene just before
view, ready to move away from the apartments of Voldemort, Draco did not record it immediately clear from the blast produced a spell of invisibility, behind him.
In the future, during the nights of captivity in a prison that never would have expected, Draco Malfoy would have learned to recognize all too well the way the old witch that used to appear to meet me to find.
To come to find his puppy, free from disguise of Death Eaters who had deceived even Lord Voldemort.
But then Draco did not see her. Then she thought
only when needed to return to those underground, undisturbed.
"He should have stayed safe, Miss Ylenia. The corridors of St. Mungo's are safe, the rooms of St. Mungo's are safe. But the streets of Hogsmeade are not safe. And anybody who controlled it can not wait to see her walk down these streets, very naive and unconscious, to be an Auror ... that should be the other Auror. "The cloak that
Jacques door opened to envelop the woman, before she could move back and escape the grip of his arms. With a CRACK, passed absolutely unnoticed in the confusion of the road to Hogsmeade, dematerialized the man himself and his hostage in wall safe and impassable.
"Let me go now. "
" You better calm down and open your ears, Ylenia. Do not try to split himself or finds himself stuck in the material of the walls. And then ... then I'll have to rescue the tie. "
" Where brought me? "
" You do not need to know. "
" I do not need to know? This is ... is ... Open the door. "Ylena had already turned to drafts of cold that penetrated the height of the floor, clearly revealing the existence of an output. "Now. "
" We do not think so. "
" Open the door immediately. "
" No, that will not come up to the person who should speak. "
Ylena saw lost.
Jacques had seized on the orders of someone else. Frantically retraced what they said, until the moment when the conversation had degenerated ... and saw a threat. "She ... She ordered her to bring me here. It was sold to the woman, it was sold to the devil! "
" Take the considerations that the more homely, young lady. I lie down a bit 'to rest .... Expelliarmus! "
The wand did not even have time to get out of his coat pocket, he felt that if the Ylena tear on the strength of the spell." I warned, I'm sorry. Petrificus Totalus! Here and now expect. "Jacques
Xavier de-petrified her hostage until he received by being knocked out he had agreed with his client. Dissolved the last shreds of the spell, Ylena rose standing proudly and waited to be delivered.
But the woman who entered was not the demon, including when he heard her say goodbye to the professor.
"Professor McGonagall? But what ...? "
" Good afternoon, Miss Swennson. "Said the witch, approaching.
"Hello, Ylenia. "
" Tonks? You are ...? You have betrayed me to have captured ... "
" Really we just avoided that you were caught "specific Tonks, a little offended.
"Ylena, now we must listen. "McGonagall's tone was stern. "The demon controlled night and day of the quarter S. Mungo. She was ready to resume, and this time she would not escape. "
" Did you see, Professor Jacques? "Asked Tonks.
"Yes, I saw it. But I must tell you that I thought I had another plan. However you feel very close to the goal for her most important. "The headmaster of Hogwarts
nodded, grim-faced. "I believe it. He's managing to get Weasley and Granger, those poor girls. "
" The two students? Those related to the Curse Draco? "
" Yes, Ylenia. "Tonks was close to the one window, where it controlled the comings and goings of magicians along that street the village. "He threw that curse to constrain him. He moved operations to Malfoy like a puppeteer, making him believe that he can supplant even Voldemort. The son told you about the spell clear memory he had tried to do the two girls? "
Ylena nodded.
There is a repetitive motion: Jacques and McGonagall were again seated.
latter continued: "The Curse has had a dual purpose. Draco to punish you for trying to help the girls at least to forget the worst torture ... but also make sure that the wheel of events began to turn in favor of the prophecy that she wants to implement. "
" The Prophecy Bill came to understand, finally. "Tonks sat on a table placed near the window.
"All the papyrus? He deciphered the entire papyrus? "
" All we could learn from it. However, we risk being late, though. "
" When my father entered the cell, had already discovered that I had done on Oblivious Weasley. And probably the demon had already helped to distort the path, a first time. He had already begun to operate.
It might have been just her to do so because such a power not possessed nor Voldemort. He turned a spell gives a good end in a Damn. And there has trapped in the curse.
"I just repeated the spell on Granger, when my father chased me from behind and made me fly off the stick ...
" Father ... "
" Shut up! I do not want to hear you murmur. Macnair, go to bring my son in front of Voldemort. I do not want to go unpunished ... "
" Lucius ... wait, what a rush! Let him also assist with the consequences of his act. "The woman who accompanied her father put her in front of Draco. Then he looked at the figure lying chained to the floor. "Do not you think it is right that they know what will happen to them? "
" Yes, I still feel the magic in the air. Young and impulsive, but effective. Too bad having to be corrected. "The Death Eaters bent on Voldemort's personal slave, it being to observe it for a few seconds.
The Granger had lost consciousness. He had come just in time to see Draco, to pray to leave him ... maybe he did not even understand what spell she did on her.
"What do you do? "Draco asked, wriggling in the iron grip of his father.
The woman's hand is clenched into fists, as if to harness the essence of the air itself. But the plots were done by the spell Draco, the ones that now she was holding. "You wanted to assure oblivion, true? Allow her to forget his worst humiliation, its sharpest pain ... But so did you pay even more, as you pay the other prisoner, the red that Voldemort stole your father. "
" What? "
" They forget, yes, but not limited to what you had decided. Forget all these days of torture, but also your attempt to help them, and even my spell that will bind you and your father. Voldemort wants an explanation, and they will not provide them. How do you react to that, he? "
" No, you can not do such a thing! "
" I can not? You'll see, expensive. Very soon you will understand what I can do. This curse will do just for me. The memory that binds you to this point on, I will bring people that were lacking to implement my plan. "
" No, no please ... "
" By now I have decided, dear. Now take a big deep breath, because what you are about to face is the wrath of Lord Voldemort. "Continued ...
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
walked along the streets of the small town of wizards, taking care not being seen from the figure that was stalking.
Hogsmeade was a decent floor, after the carnage caused by Death Eaters.
For a couple of weeks the population had been captivated by a dictatorial regime. Voldemort wanted to observe a curfew had been transformed from a prison to house in an almost necessary when, his followers - almost boring - had begun to challenge one another.
had lasted only two weeks, but had been enough for people to taste the horror that Voldemort wanted to build a life. The host of the Hog's Head had been enslaved in his own inn, forced to serve the Death Eaters who gathered between shifts and the other, drinking and talking of the murders were committed as chess competitions.
Disgusted, but very careful not to irritate them, the few magicians who still had the courage to turn down the street had begun to disguise themselves. After the possible origins Muggle documents, it had been to disguise the true appearance. He drove around the voice that a Death Eater had justified the murder of a woman with her being "too similar to a Muggle."
Whatever the reason for his death, her husband found her lying on the snowy street, with wide eyes fixed against the gray sky.
All these things were sapute through the pages of the Quibbler, when the headquarters of the Daily Prophet had been destroyed soon after the Ministry. During those last two weeks of terror, even the pages of the Quibbler had become unavailable, absolutely outlaws.
All of these things, Xavier Jacques had learned from the conversations of the inn, but above all by a wheel, a simple piece of paper, chased by squad of Death Eaters patrolling throughout Hogsmeade. That day he risked big, Xavier Jacques. Just returned from France, had nearly died on the streets of Hogsmeade that was that both the failure and that he chose to visit first.
anger toward his parents for keeping him in the dark about what was happening in the world of magic, had flared up in him, making him feel the feverish desire to Nantes to send a copy of those papers ... an excerpt of those horrors. Lost in his imprecations to be sent overseas, Xavier was almost finished in the arms of a patrol of Death Eaters.
"There are rumors true, I assure you! "Was trying to defend a seller.
"Very well, if you have a clear conscience will not be afraid to let us in for inspection. "The right foot
Xavier had a crumpled sheet, leaning on a stretch of dry pavement dramatically. Taking care not to attract the attention of the hooded figures in front of him, he looked down. "Last Gleaming the Order of the Phoenix," said a sign.
Slowly he bent to lift the sheet of paper, while two of the Death Eaters pushing the trader in its exercise. The rise, Xavier Jacques had let out a moan. The pneumonia that had struck him, and that led him to the edge of death, leaving traces of itself.
"Problems? "Asked the Death Eater had remained outside the store.
"No, sir ..." he was secretly hidden package behind his back.
At that point, a quick boy - guilty only of not having seen the Death Eaters - had they snatched from his hand and unfortunately both shouted. "It 's him, I found a copy. "The eyes of the Death Eaters had
gleam under the black hood.
had approached Jacques. "What was in his hand? What has brought back the back? "The moment
challenged his wand under his coat, he realized Jacques to sign his own condemnation to banditry, the drain forever.
"You know that we are searching a merchant guilty of having printed a leaflet outlaw? "
was already guilty?
"What is your name, sir? "
" Jacques, Jacques Xavier. I arrived today from France, after a long convalescence. "
" Jacques? Son of the illustrious Professor Jacques? "
" Yes, sir. "
" Very well, I wish you a good day. "The attitude of the Death Eaters was completely transformed.
"To you, Lord. "
It was difficult to continue on that road without looking into the window of the poor seller, especially when a voice was leaking from that building. "Avada Kedavra. "
Xavier Jacques had his eyes shut, while the laughter of the Death Eaters bounced in his head. He could not help but imagine the same scene - although he probably would never have arisen - but with a different name for the victim. The name and person of his mother, guilty of being a half-breed. But it would never happen, because the good name and profession awarded the father protected them all.
So why, he wondered, had not informed the parents that the situation was precipitated in England? Why? Why they left only to return to Scotland?
If it was then asked, unable to find an answer, until such time as it stopped near a lamppost, attracted by a disgusting spectacle. A group of Death Eaters - evidently got out of their patrol shift - were from head to foot a large class of very young girls decimated.
have not had even ten years.
Jacques had attended a school there to Hogsmeade Preparatory Academy of Hogwarts, during the three years that his father had spent in England as a researcher and teacher.
He recognized the uniforms.
Eaters were not talking about the uniforms.
"Too bad that they are all daughters of magicians. "
" Come on, do not just those that you can enjoy in Azkaban? "
" It 's just that if would like to bring! "Another commented on the group.
"I do not come over, you know. Since Lord Voldemort has captured the boys so loyal to Dumbledore. "
" Well, it's no wonder that wants to focus on Harry Potter. That he managed to escape at least five times! "
" It's not just him. It is fixed on the other brats Hogwarts Lucius that brought him together with him. "
" Do not argue Voldemort's orders, even when you're away from him. "
" I know, I know ... what do you think we care about life? "
" Especially because it could decide to treat yourself to one of his prisoners, when you will be tired of them, right? "
" No, that will go directly to the Dementors. Along with all the people who gravitate around the old Ministry. "
Jacques had been disgusted, but mainly chilled, incapable of the slightest movement for several long, long while.
The memory of that conversation paralyzed him, after a year and a half, just like hearing it the first time had reduced to almost throw up, clinging to that lamppost.
Remembering the tethered there until the time in which the figure that dogged him - or should stalk - not recalled him from behind. "He was following me, Professor Jacques? "
" Why have you escaped from St. Mungo? "
" Straight to the point, eh? "
" It is not my habit to waste time, especially now that there is no time to lose. "
" Today is more suspicious than usual, I might know why? "
" The most interesting of why the pieces? "
" At the moment, yes, "the Auror replied," Yes, I would say yes. "
" I'm wary of the times we live. At this time, which seems to peace but it is not. "
The features of the woman stiffened.
"Where are you getting at? "
" I want to get a clarification. Come out to the road as a tourist thing to do is not these days, especially for her. "
" For a blind? "
" For a person who has been targeted. "
" Professor Jacques, I signed the papers regularly S. Mungo and went out. I'm not a minor and are more than capable of looking after myself. I imagine that she is committed to protecting car. "
" Not at all, the token for anything but reason. "A note of panic
cracked voice of Dawn Ylena Swennson, which until then had managed to keep it steady. "What? "
" In the prison of Azkaban I had acquired an absolute credibility. And I'd earned, beyond my father's name. "
Draco looked sideways at Harry, who felt in their controlled reactions.
"Do not interrupt you jumped on him, Malfoy. At least until I have obtained all the information we need. "
" Go on, Draco, "said Lupin.
"When I returned from my last mission, I discovered that something had changed. I knew that Voldemort had taken a whole day, which had left the room of the Veil, where Weasley had trained me to use Hourglass of the call.
"Everything was ready, but Potter was about to be enslaved ... Voldemort had not yet given the order to proceed with the appeal of the old magician that he wanted. I did not understand why, until I heard his angry outburst. He had discovered the desperate attempt Weasley and Shadows of Black and Snape had done. He traced the dimension in which three girls were transferred instead of take them where he had ordered.
"My mission was very short, but I began to suspect that it had not been lucky enough to get away from there, just when the Shadows were treacherous discoveries. I began to suspect that Bill Weasley had convinced ... that Black and Snape not involve me. This feeling I did not rise up ... nobody
When he heard the angry outburst of Voldemort, Draco had stopped in the middle corridor. He had heard
furniture crashing into the stone walls, furnishings shattered into a thousand pieces. He had heard the apartment be turned upside down by his own owner. Then, nothing.
After moments of eerie silence, perfectly in line with the general atmosphere that prevailed in the new Azkaban even more than in the old spells were followed to clean up the mess until the end.
Voldemort had calmed down.
From the corner where he had stood behind a column, Draco had seen advancing four figures. His father
Macnair and Lucius were carrying two detainees in the apartments of the master. Were Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley.
Bend, entwined by the beatings she received, she had little strength to struggle in the grip of the two Death Eaters. Did everything they could, they played their last cards, aware of the place where they were taken. But they could not do anything that will excite even more, their jailers. For
few days, since his father took him in front of Lord Voldemort, Draco had thought of all this will not only be intended.
Then ... what had changed things in ways so radical? What would his father blamed for the crisis of conscience that his son had so much annoyed and disappointed? How would react if she discovered that she had been the Shadow of Sirius Black, the outcast of the family of the best thoroughbreds to make her his Draco?
The time to go was not that. Disgusted at the scene just before
view, ready to move away from the apartments of Voldemort, Draco did not record it immediately clear from the blast produced a spell of invisibility, behind him.
In the future, during the nights of captivity in a prison that never would have expected, Draco Malfoy would have learned to recognize all too well the way the old witch that used to appear to meet me to find.
To come to find his puppy, free from disguise of Death Eaters who had deceived even Lord Voldemort.
But then Draco did not see her. Then she thought
only when needed to return to those underground, undisturbed.
"He should have stayed safe, Miss Ylenia. The corridors of St. Mungo's are safe, the rooms of St. Mungo's are safe. But the streets of Hogsmeade are not safe. And anybody who controlled it can not wait to see her walk down these streets, very naive and unconscious, to be an Auror ... that should be the other Auror. "The cloak that
Jacques door opened to envelop the woman, before she could move back and escape the grip of his arms. With a CRACK, passed absolutely unnoticed in the confusion of the road to Hogsmeade, dematerialized the man himself and his hostage in wall safe and impassable.
"Let me go now. "
" You better calm down and open your ears, Ylenia. Do not try to split himself or finds himself stuck in the material of the walls. And then ... then I'll have to rescue the tie. "
" Where brought me? "
" You do not need to know. "
" I do not need to know? This is ... is ... Open the door. "Ylena had already turned to drafts of cold that penetrated the height of the floor, clearly revealing the existence of an output. "Now. "
" We do not think so. "
" Open the door immediately. "
" No, that will not come up to the person who should speak. "
Ylena saw lost.
Jacques had seized on the orders of someone else. Frantically retraced what they said, until the moment when the conversation had degenerated ... and saw a threat. "She ... She ordered her to bring me here. It was sold to the woman, it was sold to the devil! "
" Take the considerations that the more homely, young lady. I lie down a bit 'to rest .... Expelliarmus! "
The wand did not even have time to get out of his coat pocket, he felt that if the Ylena tear on the strength of the spell." I warned, I'm sorry. Petrificus Totalus! Here and now expect. "Jacques
Xavier de-petrified her hostage until he received by being knocked out he had agreed with his client. Dissolved the last shreds of the spell, Ylena rose standing proudly and waited to be delivered.
But the woman who entered was not the demon, including when he heard her say goodbye to the professor.
"Professor McGonagall? But what ...? "
" Good afternoon, Miss Swennson. "Said the witch, approaching.
"Hello, Ylenia. "
" Tonks? You are ...? You have betrayed me to have captured ... "
" Really we just avoided that you were caught "specific Tonks, a little offended.
"Ylena, now we must listen. "McGonagall's tone was stern. "The demon controlled night and day of the quarter S. Mungo. She was ready to resume, and this time she would not escape. "
" Did you see, Professor Jacques? "Asked Tonks.
"Yes, I saw it. But I must tell you that I thought I had another plan. However you feel very close to the goal for her most important. "The headmaster of Hogwarts
nodded, grim-faced. "I believe it. He's managing to get Weasley and Granger, those poor girls. "
" The two students? Those related to the Curse Draco? "
" Yes, Ylenia. "Tonks was close to the one window, where it controlled the comings and goings of magicians along that street the village. "He threw that curse to constrain him. He moved operations to Malfoy like a puppeteer, making him believe that he can supplant even Voldemort. The son told you about the spell clear memory he had tried to do the two girls? "
Ylena nodded.
There is a repetitive motion: Jacques and McGonagall were again seated.
latter continued: "The Curse has had a dual purpose. Draco to punish you for trying to help the girls at least to forget the worst torture ... but also make sure that the wheel of events began to turn in favor of the prophecy that she wants to implement. "
" The Prophecy Bill came to understand, finally. "Tonks sat on a table placed near the window.
"All the papyrus? He deciphered the entire papyrus? "
" All we could learn from it. However, we risk being late, though. "
" When my father entered the cell, had already discovered that I had done on Oblivious Weasley. And probably the demon had already helped to distort the path, a first time. He had already begun to operate.
It might have been just her to do so because such a power not possessed nor Voldemort. He turned a spell gives a good end in a Damn. And there has trapped in the curse.
"I just repeated the spell on Granger, when my father chased me from behind and made me fly off the stick ...
" Father ... "
" Shut up! I do not want to hear you murmur. Macnair, go to bring my son in front of Voldemort. I do not want to go unpunished ... "
" Lucius ... wait, what a rush! Let him also assist with the consequences of his act. "The woman who accompanied her father put her in front of Draco. Then he looked at the figure lying chained to the floor. "Do not you think it is right that they know what will happen to them? "
" Yes, I still feel the magic in the air. Young and impulsive, but effective. Too bad having to be corrected. "The Death Eaters bent on Voldemort's personal slave, it being to observe it for a few seconds.
The Granger had lost consciousness. He had come just in time to see Draco, to pray to leave him ... maybe he did not even understand what spell she did on her.
"What do you do? "Draco asked, wriggling in the iron grip of his father.
The woman's hand is clenched into fists, as if to harness the essence of the air itself. But the plots were done by the spell Draco, the ones that now she was holding. "You wanted to assure oblivion, true? Allow her to forget his worst humiliation, its sharpest pain ... But so did you pay even more, as you pay the other prisoner, the red that Voldemort stole your father. "
" What? "
" They forget, yes, but not limited to what you had decided. Forget all these days of torture, but also your attempt to help them, and even my spell that will bind you and your father. Voldemort wants an explanation, and they will not provide them. How do you react to that, he? "
" No, you can not do such a thing! "
" I can not? You'll see, expensive. Very soon you will understand what I can do. This curse will do just for me. The memory that binds you to this point on, I will bring people that were lacking to implement my plan. "
" No, no please ... "
" By now I have decided, dear. Now take a big deep breath, because what you are about to face is the wrath of Lord Voldemort. "Continued ...
Friday, October 23, 2009
Rash Feels Like Sunburn
Pub and Go!
* Continue to hum like a moron *
Gnaaaaaaaaaaaaa I can not levarmela by testaaaa X ° DD England, damn>. \u0026lt; ........
oo ... I'm suffering from the cold winter premature damn>.> What the heck!
I can not get sick right now, or die in Lucca> _> v_v
And today I got the stuff for Yuuki A__A ahahahahah ..... thank goodness there was not enough so VV
Otherwise I'm not mistaken the end of my X ° D I needed the sleeves .. vv . Today I got vv ah!
Gnaaa I draw, I sew, maybe buy a decent wig white for the poor ....... Prussia was able to put THOSE DAMN RED LENSES>. \u0026lt;Cazzola! The Kiku
I wanted to kill ç___ç are impeditaaa ç__ç I beg your pardon ...
What then ..... my question is:
.... if I can put them after ..... how can I help toglierleeee X ° DD ç.ç
I'm jumping from one speech to speech but who cares ... so is my Journal vv X ° DD
I wanted to write a FanFiction RussiaxPrussia [leaving out that maybe I should continue those FMA .... cough cough] and the beginning seemed promising ....
pity then degenerated and lost the idea ç___ç sigh, I'm a failure ...
Vaaaa well ... I should do something now, like the VESTITOOOO O_O
Old Betsy! To me!
* disappears in a cloud of smoke *
* Continue to hum like a moron *
Gnaaaaaaaaaaaaa I can not levarmela by testaaaa X ° DD England, damn>. \u0026lt; ........
oo ... I'm suffering from the cold winter premature damn>.> What the heck!
I can not get sick right now, or die in Lucca> _> v_v
but are strong ... hahahahahaha A___A * takes away her mother because she has a principle of cold *>.>
And today I got the stuff for Yuuki A__A ahahahahah ..... thank goodness there was not enough so VV
Otherwise I'm not mistaken the end of my X ° D I needed the sleeves .. vv . Today I got vv ah!
Gnaaa I draw, I sew, maybe buy a decent wig white for the poor ....... Prussia was able to put THOSE DAMN RED LENSES>. \u0026lt;Cazzola! The Kiku
I wanted to kill ç___ç are impeditaaa ç__ç I beg your pardon ...
What then ..... my question is:
.... if I can put them after ..... how can I help toglierleeee X ° DD ç.ç
I'm jumping from one speech to speech but who cares ... so is my Journal vv X ° DD
I wanted to write a FanFiction RussiaxPrussia [leaving out that maybe I should
pity then degenerated and lost the idea ç___ç sigh, I'm a failure ...
"Go to hell! -
slammed the door behind him, going down those three steps that separated him from the street, inexorably sinking into the snow.
was unimpressed, finding himself with the cold icy texture almost to the rim of the high military boots, advancing step hard on the sidewalk that was covered.
The nth argument with his brother.
now seemed to become routine in the last few months, start to insult repeatedly in turn.
The reason?
A meter and seventy-two inches in northern Italian simplicity.
In a word: Feliciano.
not that he did so with malice, Gilbert, to take the young lover of his brother and start teasing in all ways.
Moreover knew him from before that Ludwig came to his six feet tall and imperiousness German.
was not even want to try the Italian out of spite in West pompously that he was always so serious and diligent, while he, the opposite for the better, he loved fun and enjoy life more.
The reason was simply that Feliciano, in his cheerful simplicity was a perfect companion for ridiculous adventures including housewives fill the room with colored confetti Ludwig to be able to dive in, to completely burn the kitchen.
The last straw that broke the camel had the patience of his brother Feliciano was intent on finding him and study a small object is not completely pure and chaste.
Gilbert had taken a joke at the beginning, the West's outburst, then with insults degenerated more about what his life would be stupid and just focus on that.
As if happiness was a beginner ... ...
Okay, maybe the Italian was not the god of sex, like him, but the important thing was to stick with its basic lessons & hellip ;
Here .... Perhaps this was what was wrong with Ludwig June
did not like that what was his, even though Feliciano did not consider it as an object, was always to hang out with a disreputable, ergo him.
was in those moments that Gilbert hated the fact that his brother had lost interest in their daily outings for a beer,
Vaaaa well ... I should do something now, like the VESTITOOOO O_O
Old Betsy! To me!
* disappears in a cloud of smoke *
Monday, October 19, 2009
Should I Go In To Work With A Chest Infection
BATTLES photo
Because my father and I must compete for everything imaginable
Just a few minutes ago, we noticed a beautiful subject: cat sleeping
Yoda, a tiger in my house was asleep on the sofa, suffused with the sun coming in and prufoloso and struck him gently.
contested the course of professional digital camera super daddy we are to fight in rounds of shots to capture the best of our tiger, watched by silent spettatotori [other dogs and cats] Alieva
The course beat the teacher with a picture that has vv ousted the other and slightly vv haha!
1 th picture has been moved slightly but they are not to wake the Brafford miciastro
Long live the My micioli * w * that lend themselves to this crap X ° DD
It is then placed him as X ° D I felt observed vv
Because my father and I must compete for everything imaginable
Just a few minutes ago, we noticed a beautiful subject: cat sleeping
Yoda, a tiger in my house was asleep on the sofa, suffused with the sun coming in and prufoloso and struck him gently.
contested the course of professional digital camera super daddy we are to fight in rounds of shots to capture the best of our tiger, watched by silent spettatotori [other dogs and cats] Alieva
The course beat the teacher with a picture that has vv ousted the other and slightly vv haha!
1 th picture has been moved slightly but they are not to wake the Brafford miciastro
2 nd winning photo v_v
Long live the My micioli * w * that lend themselves to this crap X ° DD
It is then placed him as X ° D I felt observed vv
How Often Can I Take Lorazepam
Relaxing alone
I'm hungry ....
really was a beautiful day, and showed us the park was spectacular Kiku * O * I loved those passaggini in nature, all the rocky waterfall. A setting
really fabulous * W * thanks honey!
thinking in these days, our little group of friends, who once boasted only a dozen people, is expanding slowly, and this can only please me ... How
says Kimi, it's nice to think that we are all bound by a friendship that you're going to strengthen over time, and I find it really an important thing.
Very often I'm afraid it might melt everything like snow when spring arrives and everything disappears in a moment, why I always try to keep everything tied up and perfect>. \u0026lt;
"It 's like a big family that grows ever more" ;
I could not be more than agree with Doby ... I'm too serious
ç___ç not good .....
four slaps you * idiot * and goes back v_v So ...
Speaking of things less serious X ° D ... or at least no less serious
XD I thought I'd go check on the website of my school, hoping to find the names of my professors, and the .... names I found them .... but they are not X ° DD .... that is not updated for sure X ° DD's sake!
will be my goal in life to discover the name of my teacher drawing figures A___A Cacchioli ....
At least now I know I'm 4 ..... oo then why tomorrow and Thursday will find the other two prof? Misssstero XD ...
I'm hungry ....
And this should make it clear just how they are put ...
They are 12.10 and my father and grandfather are missing, while I and cats die of hunger ...
The cats I might feed them, but in my bastardy, if I smear waiting for food, they have to follow me in my agony vv
Sometimes I hear over the masons who kill for me O_O no, really, there are disturbing noises that go far beyond a simple hammer ....
I'll find myself a mason in his arms ..... X ° D after it broke through the ceiling of course vv '
However .... apart from the ancestral hunger and my poor little legs that you are freezing the frost oo .. that's out there or is in the house all I'm cold? ç_ç do not understand it ....
Today I am quiet and carefree .... maybe a bit 'sad because I want another day like yesterday ç__ç aww, I love doing crazy things in cosplay for Milan, while the people look at you puzzled or exchange for a wax statue in a park XDD
They are 12.10 and my father and grandfather are missing, while I and cats die of hunger ...
The cats I might feed them, but in my bastardy, if I smear waiting for food, they have to follow me in my agony vv
Sometimes I hear over the masons who kill for me O_O no, really, there are disturbing noises that go far beyond a simple hammer ....
I'll find myself a mason in his arms ..... X ° D after it broke through the ceiling of course vv '
However .... apart from the ancestral hunger and my poor little legs that you are freezing the frost oo .. that's out there or is in the house all I'm cold? ç_ç do not understand it ....
Today I am quiet and carefree .... maybe a bit 'sad because I want another day like yesterday ç__ç aww, I love doing crazy things in cosplay for Milan, while the people look at you puzzled or exchange for a wax statue in a park XDD
really was a beautiful day, and showed us the park was spectacular Kiku * O * I loved those passaggini in nature, all the rocky waterfall. A setting
really fabulous * W * thanks honey!
thinking in these days, our little group of friends, who once boasted only a dozen people, is expanding slowly, and this can only please me ... How
says Kimi, it's nice to think that we are all bound by a friendship that you're going to strengthen over time, and I find it really an important thing.
Very often I'm afraid it might melt everything like snow when spring arrives and everything disappears in a moment, why I always try to keep everything tied up and perfect>. \u0026lt;
"It 's like a big family that grows ever more" ;
I could not be more than agree with Doby ... I'm too serious
ç___ç not good .....
four slaps you * idiot * and goes back v_v So ...
Speaking of things less serious X ° D ... or at least no less serious
XD I thought I'd go check on the website of my school, hoping to find the names of my professors, and the .... names I found them .... but they are not X ° DD .... that is not updated for sure X ° DD's sake!
will be my goal in life to discover the name of my teacher drawing figures A___A Cacchioli ....
At least now I know I'm 4 ..... oo then why tomorrow and Thursday will find the other two prof? Misssstero XD ...
Friday, October 16, 2009
Simple Fm Modulator Using Ic's
First week ....... yeah!
are vivaaa!
Apart from that right now I would kill my father because I can not be woken up at 9:00 for his comfortable >___> must recover at least until 10.00 for the day yesterday! However vv
the first week has passed and I am sorry veloceee ç__ç
you have three hours of school but the journey between the break in Novara for jelly and coincidence, and so on in order to practice is like a full day ...
And say I'm happy the school is a EUFER! * O *
The first day was tragic
XD So, leaving home at 6.30
Arrival nice quiet resort, do my tickets for the North and go on my track waiting for the train to Novara that ... that ... is delayed?!?
Nonononono you can not start from day one to take me to the principles of a heart attack>. \u0026lt;
My cousin laughed at my side who stutter trying to calm down and I riba so I forgot to congratulate him ç___ç ; Samyyyyy ç.ç are sorry idiot ...
However, the delay of 4 minutes turns to hope that the driver of the train not to stop and Rescaldina as usual for a quarter of an hour or HE would have seriously spent a quarter of an hour of horror with me >____> ;
The trip spends quiet (in my prayers surrounded by Prussian v_v) arriving at Novara ......
...........
.....
......
...
WAS 8.00 and I had to GET THE ROADMAP TO 7:56!
You can not imagine what the hell I've done to be able to be on the 8:06 train from vv and now I discover the next lines and cuddle my dear crazy big cat black and I note that my phone screams "Vodkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa .." O_O
So, skipping merrily on the tracks (because it is normal in Novara jump on the tracks to go from the station Northern Railway to those of the underpass ..... eh no?), past the road and thank god no traffic passing through the underpass of State and old men deficient lenses such as hunger, are finally arrived at the ticket
Interesting die of a heart attack in the race while he feels the dell'autoparlante little voice that tells you that your train is leaving .....>___>
Done only the ticket, because the minutes were counted, they resorted to under the station and I arrived with my heart in my throat to the track where the controller thank God the driver was waiting for ....
Reminder ................. .......................
-wake up at 5:00
-Leave the house at 5:30
-Take the train to get to the 6.8-
Novara at 6:56 [Even if the second day I did cmq delay and arrived at 7.20, but who cares in the meantime I had time v_v]
-Taking tickets and coffee-vv
Take the train of 7:56 or 8:06
V____V
Or so I do not die> __> and I have plenty of time to wonder if I forgot something VV
However, apart from chocolate figures as "Groped to slide the door as the trains of the North, when they just push "......................
For the rest everything normal X ° D I met a girl like me pazzissima * W * and I'm happy!
Our meeting on the Bus was a roll stuff, namely:
I get on the bus stop, I sit and wait for the driver leaves the tobacconist's face and move this thing, and I hear behind me a disturbing presence.
I turn and see a girl with teeth attached almost to a seat forward and back with eyes wide open and a lady (I thought the mother was the aunt * W * tender too) who tries to calm her. X ° DD
poor, as I was in crisis, and so we met v_v we also arrive late to school for 2 minutes fault of the bus> __> and Adam (the dummy) made us jump v_v
HOW TO CALL OUR FIRST PROF? ç____ç
least the second, Manfredi * w * Professor of Screenwriting, met Thursday we got to know normal X ° D
Apart from that I was wondering if I had the wrong class (even if the classes are 4, and our point is that, and X ° D), then the presence of Adam reassured me VV
is ..... is ... PAZZISSIMO That Man * O * BUT I LOVE IT! [Vv but not Adam Manfredi]
Apart from that I remain impressed by all three school years, his performance in the story of the film Godzilla verses and referred it as soon as we have a demonstration with other vv
X ° D * w * cmq
to finish, otherwise it becomes a quiet stand post obscene stuff O_O
The other guys we've known it:
Vasco, poor thing has gone up with us at Novara, but between me and him and none of Erica three made the first move XD so he, in a corner next to us was sipped an hour of chatter among women in Turin X ° DDD then we lost sight of and finding him at the school occurred * W * and me and Eric and Chantal (explain herself XD) we used our hands as a radiator and X ° DDD
Chantal but I had already noticed the day and Thursday just found on the bus and seeing herself in a crisis with the bloody bus vv that at least the second day we did arrive on time, we presented XD
There is a third girl who falls in Vercelli, which we noticed the return, but other than that I was so upset I could not even know it, while Eric and Chantal did not want to figures from chocolate XD then I am quiet and have been I talked to other
V__V but know she A____A
Well, well ........... I recovered from sleep .... vv Just
XD I'll end by saying that ............... GNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
V__V are hyper happy to have met a class with all fans of manga X ° DDD can not even imagine how happy you have 24 passionate and interested people all the same things your
X ° D> __> and I will capture the young musician who knows how to make sushi * W *
are vivaaa!
Apart from that right now I would kill my father because I can not be woken up at 9:00 for his comfortable >___> must recover at least until 10.00 for the day yesterday! However vv
the first week has passed and I am sorry veloceee ç__ç
you have three hours of school but the journey between the break in Novara for jelly and coincidence, and so on in order to practice is like a full day ...
And say I'm happy the school is a EUFER! * O *
The first day was tragic
XD So, leaving home at 6.30
Arrival nice quiet resort, do my tickets for the North and go on my track waiting for the train to Novara that ... that ... is delayed?!?
Nonononono you can not start from day one to take me to the principles of a heart attack>. \u0026lt;
My cousin laughed at my side who stutter trying to calm down and I riba so I forgot to congratulate him ç___ç ; Samyyyyy ç.ç are sorry idiot ...
However, the delay of 4 minutes turns to hope that the driver of the train not to stop and Rescaldina as usual for a quarter of an hour or HE would have seriously spent a quarter of an hour of horror with me >____> ;
The trip spends quiet (in my prayers surrounded by Prussian v_v) arriving at Novara ......
...........
.....
......
...
WAS 8.00 and I had to GET THE ROADMAP TO 7:56!
You can not imagine what the hell I've done to be able to be on the 8:06 train from vv and now I discover the next lines and cuddle my dear crazy big cat black and I note that my phone screams "Vodkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa .." O_O
So, skipping merrily on the tracks (because it is normal in Novara jump on the tracks to go from the station Northern Railway to those of the underpass ..... eh no?), past the road and thank god no traffic passing through the underpass of State and old men deficient lenses such as hunger, are finally arrived at the ticket
Interesting die of a heart attack in the race while he feels the dell'autoparlante little voice that tells you that your train is leaving .....>___>
Done only the ticket, because the minutes were counted, they resorted to under the station and I arrived with my heart in my throat to the track where the controller thank God the driver was waiting for ....
Reminder ................. .......................
-wake up at 5:00
-Leave the house at 5:30
-Take the train to get to the 6.8-
Novara at 6:56 [Even if the second day I did cmq delay and arrived at 7.20, but who cares in the meantime I had time v_v]
-Taking tickets and coffee-vv
Take the train of 7:56 or 8:06
V____V
Or so I do not die> __> and I have plenty of time to wonder if I forgot something VV
However, apart from chocolate figures as "Groped to slide the door as the trains of the North, when they just push "......................
For the rest everything normal X ° D I met a girl like me pazzissima * W * and I'm happy!
Our meeting on the Bus was a roll stuff, namely:
I get on the bus stop, I sit and wait for the driver leaves the tobacconist's face and move this thing, and I hear behind me a disturbing presence.
I turn and see a girl with teeth attached almost to a seat forward and back with eyes wide open and a lady (I thought the mother was the aunt * W * tender too) who tries to calm her. X ° DD
poor, as I was in crisis, and so we met v_v we also arrive late to school for 2 minutes fault of the bus> __> and Adam (the dummy) made us jump v_v
HOW TO CALL OUR FIRST PROF? ç____ç
least the second, Manfredi * w * Professor of Screenwriting, met Thursday we got to know normal X ° D
Apart from that I was wondering if I had the wrong class (even if the classes are 4, and our point is that, and X ° D), then the presence of Adam reassured me VV
is ..... is ... PAZZISSIMO That Man * O * BUT I LOVE IT! [Vv but not Adam Manfredi]
Apart from that I remain impressed by all three school years, his performance in the story of the film Godzilla verses and referred it as soon as we have a demonstration with other vv
X ° D * w * cmq
to finish, otherwise it becomes a quiet stand post obscene stuff O_O
The other guys we've known it:
Vasco, poor thing has gone up with us at Novara, but between me and him and none of Erica three made the first move XD so he, in a corner next to us was sipped an hour of chatter among women in Turin X ° DDD then we lost sight of and finding him at the school occurred * W * and me and Eric and Chantal (explain herself XD) we used our hands as a radiator and X ° DDD
Chantal but I had already noticed the day and Thursday just found on the bus and seeing herself in a crisis with the bloody bus vv that at least the second day we did arrive on time, we presented XD
There is a third girl who falls in Vercelli, which we noticed the return, but other than that I was so upset I could not even know it, while Eric and Chantal did not want to figures from chocolate XD then I am quiet and have been I talked to other
V__V but know she A____A
Well, well ........... I recovered from sleep .... vv Just
XD I'll end by saying that ............... GNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
V__V are hyper happy to have met a class with all fans of manga X ° DDD can not even imagine how happy you have 24 passionate and interested people all the same things your
X ° D> __> and I will capture the young musician who knows how to make sushi * W *
Monday, October 12, 2009
Joico Violet Shampoo Pregnancy Safety
Departure for the front!
Argh!
are agitated, are agitated, have shaken, stirred ono s are agitated, have shaken, stirred ono s are agitated, have excited ............. ...........
ago * deep breath * I'm going to
ç___ç moriiiireee to Sid * ......*
Seriously, in half an hour I'll have to leave the house, facing the cold polar O, O and direct me to the station to catch the train and go to Torinoooo OoO
.........
I will die for it, I can feel ç__ç
Santa peace, are hyper awake, my fingers are frozen, the brain continues to develop idiotic situations where I might run across today ... just e. .. e. vv
certainly will arrive an hour before, so I will have all the time to ask ..... "what the hell ...?" I take the tram
I heard a noise O__O ..
aaaaah, I have come to prendereee ç.ç mammaaaaaaaa * the mother looks at her puzzled and shows the clock *
Oh ...... and I who are already standing by now ....
Perfect, I'll try to survive, to me and courage to start my first day at the International Institute of Comics ... ç.ç that heaven send me the good ...
* puts scarf, gloves, coat and goes out to face the polar winds *
Argh!
are agitated, are agitated, have shaken, stirred ono s are agitated, have shaken, stirred ono s are agitated, have excited ............. ...........
ago * deep breath * I'm going to
ç___ç moriiiireee to Sid * ......*
Seriously, in half an hour I'll have to leave the house, facing the cold polar O, O and direct me to the station to catch the train and go to Torinoooo OoO
.........
I will die for it, I can feel ç__ç
Santa peace, are hyper awake, my fingers are frozen, the brain continues to develop idiotic situations where I might run across today ... just e. .. e. vv
certainly will arrive an hour before, so I will have all the time to ask ..... "what the hell ...?" I take the tram
I heard a noise O__O ..
aaaaah, I have come to prendereee ç.ç mammaaaaaaaa * the mother looks at her puzzled and shows the clock *
Oh ...... and I who are already standing by now ....
Perfect, I'll try to survive, to me and courage to start my first day at the International Institute of Comics ... ç.ç that heaven send me the good ...
* puts scarf, gloves, coat and goes out to face the polar winds *
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inaugurated the "section" FanFiction with this first one-shot that I think one of my earliest and best creations on this pair.
Title: Everything Burns
Manga / Anime: FullMetal Alchemist
Author: Liris [Lirisea]
Desclaimers: All the characters contained in Part one, are not my property but Hiromu Arakawa and the story is not for profit
Genre: sad, melancholic, Song-fic
Pairing: Roy / And
Warnings: Shonen-ai , One-shot
Raiting: Yellow
Chapter Summary: You are alone, and you will be forever.
Is that what you set in your mind, or Little Match Girl, with your flame on, from which you can not take my eyes off.
Stay well, burns, Live for yourself and yourself only.
You do not need the gold that is his eyes.
You do not need the honey color of its flax
You do not need to know only the lips of a sweet taste and indefinite.
He is an angel, and you're a devil.
burn in the flames as it ever was.
To the sound of Everything Burns Anastacia and Ben Moody, a little Song-fic at a time of separation between two people who love
Alone
Secure
you really feel safe from all over the world around you, alone among those covered in that bed?
Where is Al? Where is your confidence?
Where's your smile?
Why not sing a song that you know the words?
hum the tune as if seeking safety in it, while it's raining outside, almost as strong as to reduce the window panes, the only one in that room, forgotten by everyone and everything.
You break the glass of your confidence, let alone in your sin, your forbidden love.
is right, wrong, just words.
useless word that someone has put you in the mouth, and insecurity that made you drive right in front of those you loved.
Stupid, stupid one hundred, no a thousand times, while moving a finger toward the window, as if to draw on a myriad of water drops a perfect path, like a painter never born, never came out of hiding.
Words, words, always and only words.
Simple, discounted
Useless.
you sit on that bed now become colder than the ice that you carry within.
Feelings?
Where? Where
let you, Edward? Have you lost forever, stupid, remember?
You are a foolish dreamer, an Icarus who defied the sun with his wings of wax, and who has paid the bitter consequences, touching the sky for a moment, before falling in a crazy beat, no longer holds .
Where are your wings, Icarus? Perse Perse
forever.
Watch the feathers falling right before your eyes, crumbling like a sand castle by touching a joyful child
Watch as melt in the sun, as they become useless until it disappears altogether, as the snow on a warm palm.
Oh but the trace remains, is not it? Water slides gently onto the skin before you dry from the heat thereof.
But you do not cry, you do not despair, because you're a fallen Icarus. A
Icarus, who lost the desire to dream.
A simple little man who defied the sky and its laws, the sun.
and been burned
continued to whisper, Edward.
Canta, mugola quelle note.
Ondula la tua voce in una cantilena sconosciuta.
Perché del fuoco che ti ha bruciato, non rimane più nulla.
Dell’amore che ti ha accarezzato, baciato, animato il tuo io,
C’è solo una debole presenza di cenere.
Burn, burn, Little Match Girl Get lost in the flames
losses in these dreams that you whisper in the soul of the devil you.
Watch your eyes.
Onyx, deep, different.
Unnatural.
You are the devil and the angel himself.
There will never be love between you.
burn until you have life.
burns burns burns everything that's important to you.
You do not have little match girl.
burn and die, and fall on their knees before the fire.
You are the match girl who has to get carried away, and now finds himself the flames.
burns and burns until the fire is still burning
not die by your hands.
long as your soul will not shut off completely.
Walk, Edward.
Alone In the midst of all the people
You're just
You have abandoned those you loved, for what?
truth, undisguised and illusory
or simple, perfect stupidity?
stopped in an alley, look at anything in front of you.
Rain again, and heard the water go to wet your clothes, infiltrate into the collar, slipping back itself already frozen.
A calamity is what is missing to close your life, already so useless.
Small sinner
Icarus crashed and lost.
No one sees you because you are not there.
If only a shadow in their lives perfect. Hide
now face, with his red cap, leaving the golden curls escape at the sides of your face, making you even more mysterious than they already are.
A fallen angel who hides his face after the sin committed.
A mere creature spotted by a sense of their mistake.
Walk, Edward.
Go ahead and let the rain continues to bathe.
It's nothing compared to the sea you have paid, and that's left you dry within hours of your body
Sing on, Edward.
whispers that tune on your lips, leaving passers-by running next to you.
You're a shadow. They are masks
There can be more perfect than that?
Bruce Bruce, Little Match Girl crazy.
Because the pain is impossible to tame. Flames
a crazy mind already torn.
Hit, hurt, but nothing will restore you back your smile.
Nothing Nothing
Because you are stupid, and you know it too well.
raining outside, and feel the incessant beat of water on the roof, On the windows
everything.
You also are taken from the rain.
What are you doing, little demon?
Try to wash away your mistakes with the water already stained by itself? Leaning on the railing
Scream your hatred in the world.
No, only the sky can hear you.
gold onyx
Light meets darkness
Grace and Sin et
Who is the real sinner among you?
Both
None
There is no angel nor the demon.
are just useless words
There's Icarus and the Match Girl.
have names like others.
Representations of a world that has no right to decide what
has no right to judge.
front of that fireplace there are only two people. Two species
Two sinners and while two innocent men
Two
One desire
burns Everything burns it, then
Embraced by tightening two souls there is nothing
That scream their outrage
The two cores will not have if not for their ears
Everyone screams that the world was screaming
Their voice response will be simple words. Promises to keep
desire to express love to be exchanged, and nothing else
Their love
And no more words will not be thrown to the wind do not vanish
Icarus longer exist and the little match girl
will only Edward and Roy
will exist only them, and no one else to judge their actions
Let everything burn burn
their cries of anger, because your ears should not be touched
To the world you do not care
Fire can burn
But this is not only its purpose
not only brings pain, to name two souls in that room, the fireplace
lips together, arms shake and feed the fire burns and burns
still burns. But this does not bring pain
fire demon and the angel does not carry penalty
Edward and Roy-fire league
What others are screaming in pain
to have others suffer hell.
them their sins atoned for some time
What is love Love is not never been a sin
Burn everything for him
Burn Burn for you
Burn Burn
oh oh love impossible love that exists
Everything fades away Everything fades into a heap of ashes
Everything fades
No Love remains
that burns away all the rest
.
inaugurated the "section" FanFiction with this first one-shot that I think one of my earliest and best creations on this pair.
Title: Everything Burns
Manga / Anime: FullMetal Alchemist
Author: Liris [Lirisea]
Desclaimers: All the characters contained in Part one, are not my property but Hiromu Arakawa and the story is not for profit
Genre: sad, melancholic, Song-fic
Pairing: Roy / And
Warnings: Shonen-ai , One-shot
Raiting: Yellow
Chapter Summary: You are alone, and you will be forever.
Is that what you set in your mind, or Little Match Girl, with your flame on, from which you can not take my eyes off.
Stay well, burns, Live for yourself and yourself only.
You do not need the gold that is his eyes.
You do not need the honey color of its flax
You do not need to know only the lips of a sweet taste and indefinite.
He is an angel, and you're a devil.
burn in the flames as it ever was.
To the sound of Everything Burns Anastacia and Ben Moody, a little Song-fic at a time of separation between two people who love
Everything Burns
;
She sits n the her corner
Singing herself to slip
Wrapped in all of the promises That no one
Seemed to keep
Alone
Secure
you really feel safe from all over the world around you, alone among those covered in that bed?
Where is Al? Where is your confidence?
Where's your smile?
Why not sing a song that you know the words?
hum the tune as if seeking safety in it, while it's raining outside, almost as strong as to reduce the window panes, the only one in that room, forgotten by everyone and everything.
You break the glass of your confidence, let alone in your sin, your forbidden love.
is right, wrong, just words.
useless word that someone has put you in the mouth, and insecurity that made you drive right in front of those you loved.
Stupid, stupid one hundred, no a thousand times, while moving a finger toward the window, as if to draw on a myriad of water drops a perfect path, like a painter never born, never came out of hiding.
No Longer She cries to herself No tears left to
wash away Just diaries of empty pages Feelings
gone away
Words, words, always and only words.
Simple, discounted
Useless.
you sit on that bed now become colder than the ice that you carry within.
Feelings?
Where? Where
let you, Edward? Have you lost forever, stupid, remember?
You are a foolish dreamer, an Icarus who defied the sun with his wings of wax, and who has paid the bitter consequences, touching the sky for a moment, before falling in a crazy beat, no longer holds .
Where are your wings, Icarus? Perse Perse
forever.
Watch the feathers falling right before your eyes, crumbling like a sand castle by touching a joyful child
Watch as melt in the sun, as they become useless until it disappears altogether, as the snow on a warm palm.
Oh but the trace remains, is not it? Water slides gently onto the skin before you dry from the heat thereof.
But you do not cry, you do not despair, because you're a fallen Icarus. A
Icarus, who lost the desire to dream.
A simple little man who defied the sky and its laws, the sun.
and been burned
But she will sing
continued to whisper, Edward.
Canta, mugola quelle note.
Ondula la tua voce in una cantilena sconosciuta.
Perché del fuoco che ti ha bruciato, non rimane più nulla.
Dell’amore che ti ha accarezzato, baciato, animato il tuo io,
C’è solo una debole presenza di cenere.
Till everything burns while everyone screams
Burning their lies
Burning my dreams
Fuoco.
Caldo
Intenso.
Bello, quando ci si trova davanti ad un camino, insieme a chi si ama.
Ma tu sei solo, non è così?
Where who you love?
Where is your angel? Lost
For one day, one month to one year Forever
Stupid, stupid, not once but a thousand times. Oh fool even the heart which now becomes inflamed, like a pyre on which they were constantly thrown off matches in the bud, and now has found a spark.
You are alone, and you will be forever.
Is that what you set in your mind, or Little Match Girl, with your flame on, from which you can not take my eyes off.
Stay well, it burns, you live for yourself and yourself only.
You do not need that gold who are his eyes.
You do not need the honey color of its flax
You do not need to know only the lips of a sweet taste and indefinite.
He is an angel, and you're a devil.
burn in the flames as it ever was. O
eminent sinner, you do not need anything except your own heat.
a snap and everything burns.
The screams will never go out of your mind, and almost see the faces of those you killed between the tongues of fire in your fireplace.
All of this hate and all of this pain I'll burn it all down
as my anger rains
Burn, burn, Little Match Girl Get lost in the flames
losses in these dreams that you whisper in the soul of the devil you.
Watch your eyes.
Onyx, deep, different.
Unnatural.
You are the devil and the angel himself.
There will never be love between you.
burn until you have life.
burns burns burns everything that's important to you.
You do not have little match girl.
burn and die, and fall on their knees before the fire.
Till everything burns
You are the match girl who has to get carried away, and now finds himself the flames.
burns and burns until the fire is still burning
not die by your hands.
long as your soul will not shut off completely.
Walking trough life unnoticed Knowing That No One Cares
Walk, Edward.
Alone In the midst of all the people
You're just
You have abandoned those you loved, for what?
truth, undisguised and illusory
or simple, perfect stupidity?
stopped in an alley, look at anything in front of you.
Rain again, and heard the water go to wet your clothes, infiltrate into the collar, slipping back itself already frozen.
A calamity is what is missing to close your life, already so useless.
Too Consumed In Their masquerade
No One Sees her there
Small sinner
Icarus crashed and lost.
No one sees you because you are not there.
If only a shadow in their lives perfect. Hide
now face, with his red cap, leaving the golden curls escape at the sides of your face, making you even more mysterious than they already are.
A fallen angel who hides his face after the sin committed.
A mere creature spotted by a sense of their mistake.
Walk, Edward.
Go ahead and let the rain continues to bathe.
It's nothing compared to the sea you have paid, and that's left you dry within hours of your body
And she still sing
Sing on, Edward.
whispers that tune on your lips, leaving passers-by running next to you.
You're a shadow. They are masks
There can be more perfect than that?
Till everything burns while everyone screams Burning
Their lies
Burning my dreams All of this hate and all of this pain I'll burn it all down
as my anger rains
Bruce Bruce, Little Match Girl crazy.
Because the pain is impossible to tame. Flames
a crazy mind already torn.
Hit, hurt, but nothing will restore you back your smile.
Nothing Nothing
Because you are stupid, and you know it too well.
raining outside, and feel the incessant beat of water on the roof, On the windows
everything.
You also are taken from the rain.
What are you doing, little demon?
Try to wash away your mistakes with the water already stained by itself? Leaning on the railing
Scream your hatred in the world.
No, only the sky can hear you.
Till everything burns
gold onyx
Light meets darkness
Grace and Sin et
Who is the real sinner among you?
Both
Everything burns (Everything burns)
None
Everything burns
Your eyes and let him run. Do not run away
anus
halls that separate the stairs to the door, while she feels his warm clothes because of the rain
Both are in front of that door, the other a part of it.
face.
The Icarus and the Match Girl. The angel and the demon
to share a simple goal.
useless piece of solid wood
Watching it all fade away
There is no angel nor the demon.
are just useless words
There's Icarus and the Match Girl.
have names like others.
Representations of a world that has no right to decide what
has no right to judge.
front of that fireplace there are only two people. Two species
Two sinners and while two innocent men
Two
One desire
burns Everything burns it, then
Embraced by tightening two souls there is nothing
Everyone screams
That scream their outrage
The two cores will not have if not for their ears
Everyone screams that the world was screaming
Their voice response will be simple words. Promises to keep
desire to express love to be exchanged, and nothing else
Watching it all fade away
Their love
And no more words will not be thrown to the wind do not vanish
Icarus longer exist and the little match girl
will only Edward and Roy
will exist only them, and no one else to judge their actions
Till everything burns while everyone screams Burning
Their lies
Burning my dreams All of this hate and all three of a kind of pain I'll burn it
all down as my anger rains
Till everything burns
Let everything burn burn
their cries of anger, because your ears should not be touched
To the world you do not care
Fire can burn
But this is not only its purpose
not only brings pain, to name two souls in that room, the fireplace
lips together, arms shake and feed the fire burns and burns
still burns. But this does not bring pain
fire demon and the angel does not carry penalty
Edward and Roy-fire league
What others are screaming in pain
to have others suffer hell.
them their sins atoned for some time
What is love Love is not never been a sin
Everything burns Watching it all fade away
(Everything burns) Watching it all fade
away
Burn everything for him
Burn Burn for you
Burn Burn
oh oh love impossible love that exists
Everything fades away Everything fades into a heap of ashes
Everything fades
No Love remains
that burns away all the rest
.
Hilum Adenopathy X-rays
slowly invading the network w * ....*
"But oh my goodness!"
Typical exclamation of those who will open this page and notice of who this journal .....
Muhauahau and I find myself invade this small crumb of the Internet, as a good follower of world domination. With patience and
consistency we'll figure out how to use it for good verses and fiddle around a bit 'up maybe I can combine my usual without girarmici disatri.
Perfect, maybe I should introduce myself, and above all ..... I should write in English .... ah .... ah .. ah ....... ç___ç're kidding right?
No, I do not move on the issue vv'm Italian and I write from Italian ... muahauhaua vv will not be able to submit to foreign language vv
Who or what are
I am a simple creature of 1.83, blood mixture of the south, northeast and west, and the thick brown curls (curly damn> _>) and eyes the same color
I am 21 years old, and I go for 22 (the age is getting closer) and appear as a sweet and shy girl ......... it is a facade, do not believe, my personality changes depending on the day before and who I am, at which a young girl might end up with a blood drinker or melefica ...* gets tied and gagged *
Who I am in the house:
In my small little house the family includes animals such as 6 cats, 1 dog, 1 grandfather, 1 and 1 papy mamy .... to that I wonder if I should not even get me some pet canary and a hamster but I think the army would feline lunch and dinner from birds and rodents and feasting with loved ones I follow micioli vv
Passions?
More than anything I would speak of obsession, but these are views that let it slip for a long walk giuuu bristling with pointy rocks ..
For now ... au revoir!
"But oh my goodness!"
Typical exclamation of those who will open this page and notice of who this journal .....
Muhauahau and I find myself invade this small crumb of the Internet, as a good follower of world domination. With patience and
consistency we'll figure out how to use it for good verses and fiddle around a bit 'up maybe I can combine my usual without girarmici disatri.
Perfect, maybe I should introduce myself, and above all ..... I should write in English .... ah .... ah .. ah ....... ç___ç're kidding right?
No, I do not move on the issue vv'm Italian and I write from Italian ... muahauhaua vv will not be able to submit to foreign language vv
I am 21 years old, and I go for 22 (the age is getting closer) and appear as a sweet and shy girl ......... it is a facade, do not believe, my personality changes depending on the day before and who I am, at which a young girl might end up with a blood drinker or melefica ...* gets tied and gagged *
- Reading: Once I devoured a book every three days, and if we talk about the whole trilogy of Lord of the Rings, then I set the record for one week
- Writing: Why a devouring books that look vaguely Tomon "History of Magic of Harry Potter can only get into his head to become a writer one day
- Design: With a brush you can change the world, or simply creartene in a visual form on canvas or a piece of paper stolen from the desk of ' office of your mother.
- Manga / Anime: If you love books and especially the design, you can not think that it is not too fond of those little fumettini found that around everywhere. My series are many and the last is my reason for living XD (
Hetalia for president vv) - Cosplay: Do you really think a crazy maniac of Anime and Manga is not even a sewing addicted to cutting? Gentlemen, here's a life that would go down in the garage with its Old Betsy (a Singer 70) sewing clothes of any kind, even if it pricked his hands in blood ..
- ... Much much more ... because I can not spend my life writing point by point all of my hobbies
For now ... au revoir!
Lirys
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Cake Shape Of A Bicycle
Sons of the blue 23 - Sons Help unexpected
Info: Sequel to" Shadows swallow. "
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Chapter 23
Help unexpected
See them both here, on those beds, lost in the torpor induced by potions Madam Pomfrey, their eyelids flapping imperceptibly
... He sat, stunned, unable to do anything more than just reach out and touch them.
His sister, his Ginny, and Hermione, his best friend ...
As had happened in those few moments, in one night so happy?
When Lupin and Mad-Eye had persuaded Harry to leave a little infirmary, Ron had remained motionless, crossed by voices that seemed to hold up out of sheer inertia, crossing around him like threads of magic, weaving a network of thoughts and memories ... memories.
The memories were going to kill Ginny and Hermione.
truly risks of dying?
Terrified by that hypothesis, Ron had run up to feel bad, down the stairs, beyond the stone gargoyle and armor, over the entrance to the Great Hall, down to Hagrid's cabin. Thor the dog had received him with a bark, and the half-giant had wrapped in a hug.
He had left to weep, without asking anything for several minutes. He knew it all, Ron was sure. When
had thanked him, saying, however, had not the strength to talk about it, Hagrid was not offended.
Now that he had calmed down, were back together in the infirmary.
"Ron, you also go to rest. On the bench out there, if you want, but lying at least a little '. "Hagrid had said.
He discovered he could not yet responded.
The voices were still there. There was that of Ginny, who spoke of her happy and Seamus. There was one of Hermione, who assured him to see it gained much, that at the banquet the night before asking him to make him dance. There were screams of joy from both, just repressed when the judge had acquitted MacHayden Billy, while Malfoy - that they had understood long before he and Harry - was brought into the other room.
"Malfoy! "
"What is it, Ron? "
" Malfoy, Hagrid! "He cried, as if he had explained everything," I go to Harry, "she said quickly, shaking the big hand of his friend and running away," you can stay with them? "
" Of course rest with them, but what do you ...? "
Ron had already gone, and Hagrid to do is turn to the patients. "Well, girls ... I'm staying until Madam Pomfrey did not throw me out of here. All we need is there to give all the microbes of SNAS I am caring. "
" Harry, where are you ...? Harry, Malfoy! "When the excited voice
Ron came to the ears, Harry looked up from the bath mat, still stained with blood. Had not done it on purpose. It was found there, to open the door with his head as padded wadding, and Hermione's blood had nearly blinded, clear scarlet wool on the mat.
"Draco Malfoy, Harry. He can tell us all of that curse! "
Fortunately, not much occurred to shake Harry. Less than five minutes later, they were already in the classroom of Lupin.
But the professor had to dampen their enthusiasm.
"You could do, if there was the issue of arrests. We do not know where he is Malfoy. The house is no longer reachable even Bill. E 'protected by a Secret Keeper. Even your brother there was flabbergasted when he went to visit him. Has not been able to find the house number, and discovered soon after not even able to remember it. "
" Damn! "Harry swore.
"There is still a way," said Ron. "I need the help of Fanny. "
" You can do, Remus "confirmed McGonagall, when they arrived in his office and managed to describe the plan. "But we must not delude ourselves, guys. The presence of a phoenix is not a guarantee to overcome the constraint of the secret keeper. However, if the creature has seen at least once the person you're looking for ... "
" We know both me and Fanny, for that matter. And if we can not find Malfoy ... we will go to St Mungo. "
Minerva McGonagall nodded. "Are you thinking about Ylena? "
Harry understood at once that he would be very difficult, almost impossible to prevent yourself from illusions. He had never seen Ron so sure of himself in a situation like this urgency, the day of that game on the giant chess prepared by the same McGonagall to protect the Philosopher's Stone, at the end of their first year at Hogwarts.
Obviously Ron had been able to many acts of courage, but more importantly, what had led them in Azkaban transformed from Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and that enabled him to find it along with Fanny and members of the Order, Harry had not been able to live it firsthand. So, Harry was convinced even have lost his friend Ron ...
There was no time to be granted to remember, he thought as he ran behind Fanny.
the flight was more strange that he would probably never happen in her life, she found herself thinking, suspended in the air over the immense city of London. The stretch of sky above Hogwarts, the impression of going to crash into the mountains surrounding the lake ... He never imagined that Fanny could fly so quickly, despite the already asserted by a good half hour.
But above all, had not dared to hope that Ron would be able to turn back a third time, another example of the Phoenix now carrying Lupin. Quickly find a home hidden enchantment Fidelius would be a miracle, and Harry felt that there was no time to wait for a miracle.
"We have to go to St. Mungo! "He shouted, not knowing if other people would never have heard, they were immersed in the currents that whistled around them. Ron
Fanny and described a wide circle in the sky at midday, and totally changed direction.
"I do not I never expected that we would give the opportunity to get out of that house. "
" Me neither. "The blond took the only chair to the right of the hospital bed.
Behind him, Dado snorted, intolerant to the oppressive gloom that prevailed in the single room of the hospital.
"Why did you do? "
" I wanted to thank you. It 'was an almost physical need .... "
She just smiled. "I would be I who owe you thanks. When Tonks told me about you, when I told you what the demon was doing. If I had not had you, to help at least a little, I would not have saved either. "
" What you did was much more than a little bit. "
" You do not look at all the conceited dandy that his brother Charlie and Bill Weasley I have described. "
" Oh yeah? Well, the Weasley I feel this time. "The boy waited a moment, glancing nervously at the pale hands before we begin again:" We will never be safe, right? "
" I'm afraid not, at least until that demon will continue to turn to England. "
" It has taken another. I am sure, have another baby ... now. "A
that call, the woman began to tremble visibly. He hardly dominated. " You must be very careful, then. The fact that you have heard the clear, unlike me, can only mean that ... "
" That my relationship with you is still tight. I know. I do not know how to break it. "Maybe, he thought to himself, helping someone like you helped me. But he had the courage to externalize thought. The possibility of having to put in play, having to remember ... "How did you do? "He asked," How could you bear to speak at the hearing. "
" It 's been worse to admit to myself what I did, believe me. "He paused. "Perhaps it will also the chance to redeem yourself.
In memory of that conversation, just three days after being there in that hospital room now completely empty, was even more painful.
Draco Malfoy sat on the bed afflicted.
"How is it possible? It would never have gone away without telling the other Auror. "
" I do not know what to say, boy, "replied the Wizard of mid-turn. "It 's a grown up person. He signed and was able to get out. Sure did not warn anyone? "
Dado, who now accompanied him almost happy in his exit, he remained motionless, incapable of saying any sentence of circumstance.
The blond was crossed by a horrible feeling.
But before he could assess it, or even to approach the thought without being burned, the rays of afternoon sun were painted red for a moment.
"wide awake, Granger. "As always
had happened in recent days, Hermione tearing from the arms of sleep the pain was gone by the mark.
"I do not hear an answer ..."
"... Good day, sir. "
Voldemort personally deal with his wrists chained off the hook for Hermione.
The girl fell to the ground like a sack.
"I worked hard on Potter last night. She cried often your name, you hear? "
"No ... master. "
" On your knees, Granger. I suggest you to wipe that ironic tone from your answers. "The
took his arm and lifted off the ground when he saw that it alone had the strength to rise. The contact of the hand of Voldemort with his skin near a wound Macnair outlined by the whip, and made her moan.
"Today I am all for my half-breed. "
" I can not do it, "Draco looked shocked the boy die, the professor and two phoenixes that the two guests on his shoulders. "You can not expect me to ..." He could be back.
"I do not pretend, Malfoy. I'm asking. "
asks him to remember, to leave his worst memories are free to recapture ... No, he could not accept it. He could not surrender to you again.
"Draco, I implore you if that's what you want. "
Potter was in despair, ready to give up his dignity? This maybe not, but there was very close.
"Hermione and Ginny are evil, Malfoy," said Professor Lupin began. "That night I fell into a coma. Meanwhile, at the same time ... If we can not find Miss Ylenia, we will ask you. You are the only ones who know more about the Curse of the demon that has admitted to having made on the two girls. "
Draco swallowed hard, his eyes staring in disbelief ice Harry Potter, still in front of him, fists clenched, ready to beg for help.
"Ylenia is ..."
"I know it's gone. It could be in danger too. "
" I assure you, I wish I had another chance, another way ... "The Gryffindor could not finish the sentence.
Draco sat on the bed, remaining as petrified when the two reached the Phoenicians on the white clean blankets. The brightness of their plumage almost blinded him.
"Harry is a Legilimens, Draco ..." said Lupin, " but there was no time to train this power. Without meaning to, once shared the memory in the mind of Hermione. E 'was horrible for both, and if trying to know something more than the curse in this way - from the mind of his girlfriend, or that Ginny ... "
" Do not do it! "Draco cried.
It was clear he was the obvious risk of Potter, but not only him, all of them, they would progress with that effort.
certainties were that he could not explain, yet they were carved in him as in a block of stone.
However, this meant that even he could no longer hold back. Better understand what he had to try Potter, if it was true that Granger was his girlfriend ... And Weasley, always protective of her younger sister ... Weasley had to be torn by grief.
While he realized he had already decided Malfy thought that the timing of their bickering, the stupid rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor, were irretrievably gone.
Continued ...
Info: Sequel to" Shadows swallow. "
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
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See them both here, on those beds, lost in the torpor induced by potions Madam Pomfrey, their eyelids flapping imperceptibly
... He sat, stunned, unable to do anything more than just reach out and touch them.
His sister, his Ginny, and Hermione, his best friend ...
As had happened in those few moments, in one night so happy?
When Lupin and Mad-Eye had persuaded Harry to leave a little infirmary, Ron had remained motionless, crossed by voices that seemed to hold up out of sheer inertia, crossing around him like threads of magic, weaving a network of thoughts and memories ... memories.
The memories were going to kill Ginny and Hermione.
truly risks of dying?
Terrified by that hypothesis, Ron had run up to feel bad, down the stairs, beyond the stone gargoyle and armor, over the entrance to the Great Hall, down to Hagrid's cabin. Thor the dog had received him with a bark, and the half-giant had wrapped in a hug.
He had left to weep, without asking anything for several minutes. He knew it all, Ron was sure. When
had thanked him, saying, however, had not the strength to talk about it, Hagrid was not offended.
Now that he had calmed down, were back together in the infirmary.
"Ron, you also go to rest. On the bench out there, if you want, but lying at least a little '. "Hagrid had said.
He discovered he could not yet responded.
The voices were still there. There was that of Ginny, who spoke of her happy and Seamus. There was one of Hermione, who assured him to see it gained much, that at the banquet the night before asking him to make him dance. There were screams of joy from both, just repressed when the judge had acquitted MacHayden Billy, while Malfoy - that they had understood long before he and Harry - was brought into the other room.
"Malfoy! "
"What is it, Ron? "
" Malfoy, Hagrid! "He cried, as if he had explained everything," I go to Harry, "she said quickly, shaking the big hand of his friend and running away," you can stay with them? "
" Of course rest with them, but what do you ...? "
Ron had already gone, and Hagrid to do is turn to the patients. "Well, girls ... I'm staying until Madam Pomfrey did not throw me out of here. All we need is there to give all the microbes of SNAS I am caring. "
" Harry, where are you ...? Harry, Malfoy! "When the excited voice
Ron came to the ears, Harry looked up from the bath mat, still stained with blood. Had not done it on purpose. It was found there, to open the door with his head as padded wadding, and Hermione's blood had nearly blinded, clear scarlet wool on the mat.
"Draco Malfoy, Harry. He can tell us all of that curse! "
Fortunately, not much occurred to shake Harry. Less than five minutes later, they were already in the classroom of Lupin.
But the professor had to dampen their enthusiasm.
"You could do, if there was the issue of arrests. We do not know where he is Malfoy. The house is no longer reachable even Bill. E 'protected by a Secret Keeper. Even your brother there was flabbergasted when he went to visit him. Has not been able to find the house number, and discovered soon after not even able to remember it. "
" Damn! "Harry swore.
"There is still a way," said Ron. "I need the help of Fanny. "
" You can do, Remus "confirmed McGonagall, when they arrived in his office and managed to describe the plan. "But we must not delude ourselves, guys. The presence of a phoenix is not a guarantee to overcome the constraint of the secret keeper. However, if the creature has seen at least once the person you're looking for ... "
" We know both me and Fanny, for that matter. And if we can not find Malfoy ... we will go to St Mungo. "
Minerva McGonagall nodded. "Are you thinking about Ylena? "
Harry understood at once that he would be very difficult, almost impossible to prevent yourself from illusions. He had never seen Ron so sure of himself in a situation like this urgency, the day of that game on the giant chess prepared by the same McGonagall to protect the Philosopher's Stone, at the end of their first year at Hogwarts.
Obviously Ron had been able to many acts of courage, but more importantly, what had led them in Azkaban transformed from Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and that enabled him to find it along with Fanny and members of the Order, Harry had not been able to live it firsthand. So, Harry was convinced even have lost his friend Ron ...
There was no time to be granted to remember, he thought as he ran behind Fanny.
the flight was more strange that he would probably never happen in her life, she found herself thinking, suspended in the air over the immense city of London. The stretch of sky above Hogwarts, the impression of going to crash into the mountains surrounding the lake ... He never imagined that Fanny could fly so quickly, despite the already asserted by a good half hour.
But above all, had not dared to hope that Ron would be able to turn back a third time, another example of the Phoenix now carrying Lupin. Quickly find a home hidden enchantment Fidelius would be a miracle, and Harry felt that there was no time to wait for a miracle.
"We have to go to St. Mungo! "He shouted, not knowing if other people would never have heard, they were immersed in the currents that whistled around them. Ron
Fanny and described a wide circle in the sky at midday, and totally changed direction.
"I do not I never expected that we would give the opportunity to get out of that house. "
" Me neither. "The blond took the only chair to the right of the hospital bed.
Behind him, Dado snorted, intolerant to the oppressive gloom that prevailed in the single room of the hospital.
"Why did you do? "
" I wanted to thank you. It 'was an almost physical need .... "
She just smiled. "I would be I who owe you thanks. When Tonks told me about you, when I told you what the demon was doing. If I had not had you, to help at least a little, I would not have saved either. "
" What you did was much more than a little bit. "
" You do not look at all the conceited dandy that his brother Charlie and Bill Weasley I have described. "
" Oh yeah? Well, the Weasley I feel this time. "The boy waited a moment, glancing nervously at the pale hands before we begin again:" We will never be safe, right? "
" I'm afraid not, at least until that demon will continue to turn to England. "
" It has taken another. I am sure, have another baby ... now. "A
that call, the woman began to tremble visibly. He hardly dominated. " You must be very careful, then. The fact that you have heard the clear, unlike me, can only mean that ... "
" That my relationship with you is still tight. I know. I do not know how to break it. "Maybe, he thought to himself, helping someone like you helped me. But he had the courage to externalize thought. The possibility of having to put in play, having to remember ... "How did you do? "He asked," How could you bear to speak at the hearing. "
" It 's been worse to admit to myself what I did, believe me. "He paused. "Perhaps it will also the chance to redeem yourself.
In memory of that conversation, just three days after being there in that hospital room now completely empty, was even more painful.
Draco Malfoy sat on the bed afflicted.
"How is it possible? It would never have gone away without telling the other Auror. "
" I do not know what to say, boy, "replied the Wizard of mid-turn. "It 's a grown up person. He signed and was able to get out. Sure did not warn anyone? "
Dado, who now accompanied him almost happy in his exit, he remained motionless, incapable of saying any sentence of circumstance.
The blond was crossed by a horrible feeling.
But before he could assess it, or even to approach the thought without being burned, the rays of afternoon sun were painted red for a moment.
"wide awake, Granger. "As always
had happened in recent days, Hermione tearing from the arms of sleep the pain was gone by the mark.
"I do not hear an answer ..."
"... Good day, sir. "
Voldemort personally deal with his wrists chained off the hook for Hermione.
The girl fell to the ground like a sack.
"I worked hard on Potter last night. She cried often your name, you hear? "
"No ... master. "
" On your knees, Granger. I suggest you to wipe that ironic tone from your answers. "The
took his arm and lifted off the ground when he saw that it alone had the strength to rise. The contact of the hand of Voldemort with his skin near a wound Macnair outlined by the whip, and made her moan.
"Today I am all for my half-breed. "
" I can not do it, "Draco looked shocked the boy die, the professor and two phoenixes that the two guests on his shoulders. "You can not expect me to ..." He could be back.
"I do not pretend, Malfoy. I'm asking. "
asks him to remember, to leave his worst memories are free to recapture ... No, he could not accept it. He could not surrender to you again.
"Draco, I implore you if that's what you want. "
Potter was in despair, ready to give up his dignity? This maybe not, but there was very close.
"Hermione and Ginny are evil, Malfoy," said Professor Lupin began. "That night I fell into a coma. Meanwhile, at the same time ... If we can not find Miss Ylenia, we will ask you. You are the only ones who know more about the Curse of the demon that has admitted to having made on the two girls. "
Draco swallowed hard, his eyes staring in disbelief ice Harry Potter, still in front of him, fists clenched, ready to beg for help.
"Ylenia is ..."
"I know it's gone. It could be in danger too. "
" I assure you, I wish I had another chance, another way ... "The Gryffindor could not finish the sentence.
Draco sat on the bed, remaining as petrified when the two reached the Phoenicians on the white clean blankets. The brightness of their plumage almost blinded him.
"Harry is a Legilimens, Draco ..." said Lupin, " but there was no time to train this power. Without meaning to, once shared the memory in the mind of Hermione. E 'was horrible for both, and if trying to know something more than the curse in this way - from the mind of his girlfriend, or that Ginny ... "
" Do not do it! "Draco cried.
It was clear he was the obvious risk of Potter, but not only him, all of them, they would progress with that effort.
certainties were that he could not explain, yet they were carved in him as in a block of stone.
However, this meant that even he could no longer hold back. Better understand what he had to try Potter, if it was true that Granger was his girlfriend ... And Weasley, always protective of her younger sister ... Weasley had to be torn by grief.
While he realized he had already decided Malfy thought that the timing of their bickering, the stupid rivalry between Slytherin and Gryffindor, were irretrievably gone.
Continued ...
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Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
Chapter 22
The noose tightens
Hermione turned back the blankets, now in half-sleep.
The room was darkened, and he thought for a moment that you are still at the Academy. But then he saw the four-poster bed, around her, protective and elegant with its old mahogany columns and curtains ... caressing her legs, and across the arm of Harry, lying softly to the edge of mattress.
She found herself blushing. It was beautiful, beautiful beyond imagination, beyond description. The tenderness, the fear with which almost asked her if he were convinced. But above all the sweetness with which they were discovered, were loved by you ... Not had fallen into vulgarity, even when it was turned into a passion.
It was something natural, gradual ... as if all the yesterdays of their lives - those beautiful and terrible ones - to get to what had existed, and ensure that they appreciate it even more.
with emotion, but also with some anxiety, he wondered as he saw him. What happens now, cradled in his mind from sleep? I wonder if he had the courage to ask him, once raised? What would change in their relationship?
Hermione set out for the bathroom and closed the door. Resisted the instinct to open it again to check that everything was successful, that Harry slept in that bed.
On the shelf of the sink, Harry had left his watch. They had just six in the morning. He rinsed his face and grabs the towel, soaking my cheeks still purple from the memory.
was so happy, so convinced that nothing bad could ever happen, who shook his head when the voice hissed in her mind. "The memory crawl between his thoughts, his life, freed from the death of one of us like a snake out of the bond broken egg. And the memory will go forward, with nothing that might slow down, taking with them the events predicted in that building ... millennia ago. Nothing more can stop this process, which will lead to their revival. "
Le mani tremanti di Hermione si lasciarono sfuggire la salvietta, le sue gambe persero ogni capacità di reggerla, tradendola prima che potesse appoggiarsi a qualsiasi mobile.
Mentre perdeva conoscenza, Hermione vide un’immagine nella superficie dello specchio. Una figura incappucciata le porgeva un collare di ferro. I suoi occhi rossi, ancora prima della voce, le ordinavano di indossarlo. Un istante prima di svenire, nella sua mente, quell’essere si avvicinava, e il cappuccio che lo celava cadeva indietro.
Aveva creduto si trattasse di Voldemort, ma ora Hermione vedeva chiaramente la saetta sulla fronte, e il taglio degli occhi, e la forma del sorriso. Non era Voldemort, a ordinarle di indossare quel collare, ma il suo Harry.
Lord Voldemort was waiting.
beginning was not willing to believe it. At first it was almost hurt to find that Black and Snape - precisely their shadows - had dared to try to deceive him. He had been to give them the power to swallow the two prisoners, but the two had brought in another dimension, in the very near future to the room of the Veil, yet far enough to allow him to communicate with them and reassure them.
Furious, he gave away at the entrance of their apartments.
"Nagini ... you're right, you know? Should I go over this anger. What matters is that Lucius Malfoy has discovered them. And above all, Macnair me that now he and the two girls are leading. Here, no longer be able to reach Shadow traitor, until I get it completely enslaved. "The snake
loosened their coils and crawled to his little palace staff.
"I'm regretting that it granted to the possession of Lucius Weasley. I am truly repentant. But I can not fail in my word, I'll be content Granger. Here they come ... "
" What are we to make of Jordan? "Macnair said, holding close the little Weasley.
"Bring it here in my apartment. But not now, later ... "
smiled at the sight of the corner eye that Hermione Granger paled.
"Leave at least she did know ..."
Not the one hand, the whole arm of Voldemort's jaw hit them with violence, and because of the impact Hermione felt a broken tooth in my mouth, drowning in a stream of blood taste metal.
coughed and spat, being careful not to let him in Riddle, not to irritate him further. There was the risk rifacesse on Ginny, or worse on Rebecca.
"Hold tight" felt sort of cold voice at a time of Malfoy, who already locked his arms behind his back.
wrists were tied, but Hermione had long ago exhausted the strength to oppose and that command of the Death Eaters fingers sank deeper into his flesh.
stiffened, expecting a kick in the stomach, but what Voldemort had in mind was quite different.
hand thin and white - almost flaky, just like that of a reptile - the eyes moved a strand of sweaty hair, then went to brush her neck lasciviously. Arrived there, pulled a single gesture dry the shirt, which until now had saved Harry's horror understand how Malfoy had already delighted about her.
Beneath that rough and dirty shirt, Hermione had nothing. Now
remained naked except for underwear.
"This is the currency most appropriate to your new condition. "The humiliation burned
right now the walls of the stomach, and she had to pray to be able to hide it.
Voldemort nodded at Malfoy, and Hermione was pushed to the ground, forced to stay prone on the dusty floor.
After a few moments, but Ginny was made to put in the same position. Before Malfoy turned his face from the opposite side, Hermione caught a glimpse of Macnair discovered that roughly Ginny's shoulder, then sitting on his back to lock it all down, as Lucius had done with her.
What did they do? What was happening?
He tried to see better, to escape the hand of Malfoy she wanted her head on the cold stone.
Voldemort had passed behind them, and now stood between her and Ginny, leaning on one knee.
Nothing, not even the most accurate description, could never prepare for the pain that gripped Hermione, when Voldemort's hand rested on his shoulder, bearing a symbol of fire as if it were boiling.
Hermione yelled struggling, but his legs stretched out behind the Death Eaters that forced her to the ground, they could move.
The Dark Lord insisted on keeping his palms on his shoulders and Ginny. Both laughed
Eaters of their cry and their tears.
"This snake will mark as my property. Will make you feel close even when Miss Weasley will be at Malfoy Manor. "Voldemort got to his feet and ordered to kneel Hermione.
free to move, although still behind Malfoy, she began to obey.
"Now bow down to your boss and apologize for daring to mention Dumbledore in this place. "
Hermione was on all fours, his arms trembling now no longer supported it, the shoulder that seemed to have been punched, rather than marked by glowing embers.
He looked up and decided that no, he apologized for his trust in Dumbledore. If he did, if he had betrayed in this way, if you would be forgiven.
"Now, Granger. "
Hermione shook her head, though numb, unable to refuse to words.
was then that the pain that tore for the first time, spreading out from the shoulder to the rest of the body, like a big claw themselves tearing skin and flesh. But the worst thing was not even that, but rather the desperate cries that accompanied her. The screams of Ginny, who's eyes widened in surprise and pain of that knowledge to share with her.
"Now you understand the importance of learning to obey, half-breeds? "Hermione
heard it only in part. His body was still shaken by convulsions, lying on the ground under those waves of pain that struck him. The more she tried to get back on its feet, the more they increased.
"I told you you have to do, if you want the pain to end. For you and Weasley. "
" No, Herm ... "
The pain began again. Even
Ginny had been punished. For trying to talk to her, just for trying to ...
"I can stay here indefinitely, Granger. Educate yourself to your new life is my priority. The pain may still grow, you know? Do not believe me? "
Hermione was able to rise again on all fours.
"On your knees, and speaks loud and clear. "She
standing on his knees. "I ... I sorry, "he muttered, clenching his teeth to the humiliation.
But this was not enough to Voldemort.
Voldemort had just started to have fun.
"Now you know what will happen every time you go against one of my order. Lucius, you can do the Weasley what you want, except kill it. Can you take me even now. "
thanked Malfoy, Ginny weight lifted and turned towards the door, but Voldemort called him back. "Of course you will take me whenever I want to see it. "
" Yes, Master. "He bowed, then came out holding the shape of Ginny stomping and screaming.
Hermione felt rip the heart from his chest.
Ginny ... That coward had won his prize, his victory over the dirty Weasley.
Then another horrible thought prevailed in his mind: he was left alone with Voldemort.
red eyes stared at the magician.
"You've just started serving the insolence of which six have been able in the room of the Veil. You have mocked my authority in front of my soldiers and my other slaves. "It was a crazy
. A crazy fanatic, but terribly polished in his madness.
"I told you the name of Dumbledore in front of me decided it would have brought only sorrow. Now I'll keep my promise. Go against that wall "term, indicating the wall with one arm to the right of Hermione, where you could see a ring frame in stone, quite high.
the girl's hesitation cost him another taste of the pain brought by the mark. Distant, but still audible from the hallway, he heard Ginny's voice screaming along to their own. After moments of agony
absolute and blinding, Hermione went to see.
was back to earth, again a bundle that was shaking uncontrollably.
"On your feet now. "
Hermione decided to approach the wall on shaky legs, forcing us to move faster to prevent further discharge of that pain ... to save it to Ginny.
Voldemort looked at her, without another word he pointed to the wall again.
In a few moments, Hermione he found himself hanging from that hook, his face against the wall, arms outstretched and wrists shackled at that 'iron ring. Behind him, Macnair approached with a whip in his right hand.
"Let me go. "Madam Pomfrey
became the space between the professors and ended behind Harry.
holding a hand of his friend Ron, Hermione and Ginny watching speechless, neither of which had knowledge of those beds to the infirmary. Padma had been poured into the room where he slept and Seamus, shouting to hurry.
It happened so fast. As Ron ran to the tower where her sister had slept that night, after the celebration of marriage, Padma raised the alarm at the first ghost he could not defeat.
open the bedroom door of Harry and Hermione, Lupin and Tonks had found empty. Then, the cry of the boy had reached them, coming from the bathroom. The scene of Hermione, still in the arms of Harry, a trickle of blood that dripped from his forehead at the point where he had banged against the sink cabinet, he also ripped a scream Aurora colder.
"It 'a kind of coma, aggravated by forced insomnia that lasts for days. It seems to have no energy to wake up, and Ginny ... His condition is getting worse, as if ... "
" As if to achieve it. "
It was necessary to administer a potion to both highly soporific, because suddenly they started to get agitated, unable to respond to their calls.
The potion itself was in danger of having to take on Mrs. Granger, when he saw the scars of one year prior to revive the skin off of Hermione. Now her husband held her in his arms, on an old chest in the corridor outside the entrance of the infirmary.
"This ointment should be spread throughout the body. Even up to Ginny, I fear we will discover her body in the same conditions. "Madam Pomfrey looked Harr, Ron and Seamus. "Please, guys ..." said Moody
space Harry, who retreated apathetically to allow the average-sorceress to carry the booths around the beds. The Auror's arm encircled her shoulders and pushed him toward the exit with a description. Lupin and McGonagall followed him, whispering something very softly in the ears of Ron and Seamus.
heard the voice of Tonks, who offered to look after Hermione, Madam Pomfrey and began to undress and dress Ginny. There was a sob, barely suppressed. "This symbol ..."
Harry did not need to ask, to understand what he was talking about the woman. He had also seen him on the shoulder of Hermione, in the bathroom when he had raised his head from behind to lay them on their knees, waiting for help that had called, screaming like a madman.
The pajama jacket from cutting men had slipped on her skin, and the head of a small snake embossed on the shoulder had torn Harry a real scream of dismay.
"That snake ... that mark," McGonagall began to say, as they left the hall, "I'm sure they had not, when we released. "
Ron gulped. "My sister also mentioned that when he had that nightmare, weeks ago. He said Lucius Malfoy told him, after formulating the curse. "Dean glanced
The parents Hermione and Weasley, who were coming from the bottom of the corridor. "I'd better go and talk with them before ..."
Lupin nodded, then turned to pay attention to Ron. "It 's important to remember everything that has come out so far, guys. Ron speaks well. "
" He said that the mark had given Voldemort, on their shoulders. Then it was all she could remember about it. "
Seamus and Harry nodded.
"But how did he disappear for so long? "Seamus was asked in a low voice," Signs of torture were not gone, just ... you were only muffled, like ours. "
"It must be something very similar to the Dark Mark," said Moody.
the next hour tried to put together all the information, repeating what Ginny and Hermione had begun to report, after promising not to withdraw into themselves. But recently, things got worse before the Academy, Hermione had ceased to be studded with memories of that prison, and Arthur said that the red was the same. It also confirmed Colin, when he came near the infirmary.
"We have too few elements, guys. "Ron said," let us strive to remember something more. "
" They have no said another, "said Seamus.
"But they do now," said Harry.
"Harry, do you mean? "Moody looked at him as if he were crazy.
"You tell me. "Their
former professor of Defense knew the fly too well. "No, Harry ... listen, I know what you just thought, but do not do it. "
" What do you want to do, Lupin? "Mad-Eye gaze moved by my colleague Harry.
"He wants to use the mind reading. "
" No way, Harry, "Ron snapped.
"Do you want to save Ginny and Hermione, yes or no? "
" Not so, though. "Lupin pushed him to turn around to look into his eyes. "You can not do it, Harry. Did you see how you were hurt either, when you did not realize it, for those few minutes ... "
" So what the hell is this damn power, if I can use it to save people ... that's dying, Remus! "Lupin
hugged him, tightening the eyelids. "Do not say, Harry, do not think so either. "Continued ...
Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
The noose tightens
Hermione turned back the blankets, now in half-sleep.
The room was darkened, and he thought for a moment that you are still at the Academy. But then he saw the four-poster bed, around her, protective and elegant with its old mahogany columns and curtains ... caressing her legs, and across the arm of Harry, lying softly to the edge of mattress.
She found herself blushing. It was beautiful, beautiful beyond imagination, beyond description. The tenderness, the fear with which almost asked her if he were convinced. But above all the sweetness with which they were discovered, were loved by you ... Not had fallen into vulgarity, even when it was turned into a passion.
It was something natural, gradual ... as if all the yesterdays of their lives - those beautiful and terrible ones - to get to what had existed, and ensure that they appreciate it even more.
with emotion, but also with some anxiety, he wondered as he saw him. What happens now, cradled in his mind from sleep? I wonder if he had the courage to ask him, once raised? What would change in their relationship?
Hermione set out for the bathroom and closed the door. Resisted the instinct to open it again to check that everything was successful, that Harry slept in that bed.
On the shelf of the sink, Harry had left his watch. They had just six in the morning. He rinsed his face and grabs the towel, soaking my cheeks still purple from the memory.
was so happy, so convinced that nothing bad could ever happen, who shook his head when the voice hissed in her mind. "The memory crawl between his thoughts, his life, freed from the death of one of us like a snake out of the bond broken egg. And the memory will go forward, with nothing that might slow down, taking with them the events predicted in that building ... millennia ago. Nothing more can stop this process, which will lead to their revival. "
Le mani tremanti di Hermione si lasciarono sfuggire la salvietta, le sue gambe persero ogni capacità di reggerla, tradendola prima che potesse appoggiarsi a qualsiasi mobile.
Mentre perdeva conoscenza, Hermione vide un’immagine nella superficie dello specchio. Una figura incappucciata le porgeva un collare di ferro. I suoi occhi rossi, ancora prima della voce, le ordinavano di indossarlo. Un istante prima di svenire, nella sua mente, quell’essere si avvicinava, e il cappuccio che lo celava cadeva indietro.
Aveva creduto si trattasse di Voldemort, ma ora Hermione vedeva chiaramente la saetta sulla fronte, e il taglio degli occhi, e la forma del sorriso. Non era Voldemort, a ordinarle di indossare quel collare, ma il suo Harry.
Lord Voldemort was waiting.
beginning was not willing to believe it. At first it was almost hurt to find that Black and Snape - precisely their shadows - had dared to try to deceive him. He had been to give them the power to swallow the two prisoners, but the two had brought in another dimension, in the very near future to the room of the Veil, yet far enough to allow him to communicate with them and reassure them.
Furious, he gave away at the entrance of their apartments.
"Nagini ... you're right, you know? Should I go over this anger. What matters is that Lucius Malfoy has discovered them. And above all, Macnair me that now he and the two girls are leading. Here, no longer be able to reach Shadow traitor, until I get it completely enslaved. "The snake
loosened their coils and crawled to his little palace staff.
"I'm regretting that it granted to the possession of Lucius Weasley. I am truly repentant. But I can not fail in my word, I'll be content Granger. Here they come ... "
" What are we to make of Jordan? "Macnair said, holding close the little Weasley.
"Bring it here in my apartment. But not now, later ... "
smiled at the sight of the corner eye that Hermione Granger paled.
"Leave at least she did know ..."
Not the one hand, the whole arm of Voldemort's jaw hit them with violence, and because of the impact Hermione felt a broken tooth in my mouth, drowning in a stream of blood taste metal.
coughed and spat, being careful not to let him in Riddle, not to irritate him further. There was the risk rifacesse on Ginny, or worse on Rebecca.
"Hold tight" felt sort of cold voice at a time of Malfoy, who already locked his arms behind his back.
wrists were tied, but Hermione had long ago exhausted the strength to oppose and that command of the Death Eaters fingers sank deeper into his flesh.
stiffened, expecting a kick in the stomach, but what Voldemort had in mind was quite different.
hand thin and white - almost flaky, just like that of a reptile - the eyes moved a strand of sweaty hair, then went to brush her neck lasciviously. Arrived there, pulled a single gesture dry the shirt, which until now had saved Harry's horror understand how Malfoy had already delighted about her.
Beneath that rough and dirty shirt, Hermione had nothing. Now
remained naked except for underwear.
"This is the currency most appropriate to your new condition. "The humiliation burned
right now the walls of the stomach, and she had to pray to be able to hide it.
Voldemort nodded at Malfoy, and Hermione was pushed to the ground, forced to stay prone on the dusty floor.
After a few moments, but Ginny was made to put in the same position. Before Malfoy turned his face from the opposite side, Hermione caught a glimpse of Macnair discovered that roughly Ginny's shoulder, then sitting on his back to lock it all down, as Lucius had done with her.
What did they do? What was happening?
He tried to see better, to escape the hand of Malfoy she wanted her head on the cold stone.
Voldemort had passed behind them, and now stood between her and Ginny, leaning on one knee.
Nothing, not even the most accurate description, could never prepare for the pain that gripped Hermione, when Voldemort's hand rested on his shoulder, bearing a symbol of fire as if it were boiling.
Hermione yelled struggling, but his legs stretched out behind the Death Eaters that forced her to the ground, they could move.
The Dark Lord insisted on keeping his palms on his shoulders and Ginny. Both laughed
Eaters of their cry and their tears.
"This snake will mark as my property. Will make you feel close even when Miss Weasley will be at Malfoy Manor. "Voldemort got to his feet and ordered to kneel Hermione.
free to move, although still behind Malfoy, she began to obey.
"Now bow down to your boss and apologize for daring to mention Dumbledore in this place. "
Hermione was on all fours, his arms trembling now no longer supported it, the shoulder that seemed to have been punched, rather than marked by glowing embers.
He looked up and decided that no, he apologized for his trust in Dumbledore. If he did, if he had betrayed in this way, if you would be forgiven.
"Now, Granger. "
Hermione shook her head, though numb, unable to refuse to words.
was then that the pain that tore for the first time, spreading out from the shoulder to the rest of the body, like a big claw themselves tearing skin and flesh. But the worst thing was not even that, but rather the desperate cries that accompanied her. The screams of Ginny, who's eyes widened in surprise and pain of that knowledge to share with her.
"Now you understand the importance of learning to obey, half-breeds? "Hermione
heard it only in part. His body was still shaken by convulsions, lying on the ground under those waves of pain that struck him. The more she tried to get back on its feet, the more they increased.
"I told you you have to do, if you want the pain to end. For you and Weasley. "
" No, Herm ... "
The pain began again. Even
Ginny had been punished. For trying to talk to her, just for trying to ...
"I can stay here indefinitely, Granger. Educate yourself to your new life is my priority. The pain may still grow, you know? Do not believe me? "
Hermione was able to rise again on all fours.
"On your knees, and speaks loud and clear. "She
standing on his knees. "I ... I sorry, "he muttered, clenching his teeth to the humiliation.
But this was not enough to Voldemort.
Voldemort had just started to have fun.
"Now you know what will happen every time you go against one of my order. Lucius, you can do the Weasley what you want, except kill it. Can you take me even now. "
thanked Malfoy, Ginny weight lifted and turned towards the door, but Voldemort called him back. "Of course you will take me whenever I want to see it. "
" Yes, Master. "He bowed, then came out holding the shape of Ginny stomping and screaming.
Hermione felt rip the heart from his chest.
Ginny ... That coward had won his prize, his victory over the dirty Weasley.
Then another horrible thought prevailed in his mind: he was left alone with Voldemort.
red eyes stared at the magician.
"You've just started serving the insolence of which six have been able in the room of the Veil. You have mocked my authority in front of my soldiers and my other slaves. "It was a crazy
. A crazy fanatic, but terribly polished in his madness.
"I told you the name of Dumbledore in front of me decided it would have brought only sorrow. Now I'll keep my promise. Go against that wall "term, indicating the wall with one arm to the right of Hermione, where you could see a ring frame in stone, quite high.
the girl's hesitation cost him another taste of the pain brought by the mark. Distant, but still audible from the hallway, he heard Ginny's voice screaming along to their own. After moments of agony
absolute and blinding, Hermione went to see.
was back to earth, again a bundle that was shaking uncontrollably.
"On your feet now. "
Hermione decided to approach the wall on shaky legs, forcing us to move faster to prevent further discharge of that pain ... to save it to Ginny.
Voldemort looked at her, without another word he pointed to the wall again.
In a few moments, Hermione he found himself hanging from that hook, his face against the wall, arms outstretched and wrists shackled at that 'iron ring. Behind him, Macnair approached with a whip in his right hand.
"Let me go. "Madam Pomfrey
became the space between the professors and ended behind Harry.
holding a hand of his friend Ron, Hermione and Ginny watching speechless, neither of which had knowledge of those beds to the infirmary. Padma had been poured into the room where he slept and Seamus, shouting to hurry.
It happened so fast. As Ron ran to the tower where her sister had slept that night, after the celebration of marriage, Padma raised the alarm at the first ghost he could not defeat.
open the bedroom door of Harry and Hermione, Lupin and Tonks had found empty. Then, the cry of the boy had reached them, coming from the bathroom. The scene of Hermione, still in the arms of Harry, a trickle of blood that dripped from his forehead at the point where he had banged against the sink cabinet, he also ripped a scream Aurora colder.
"It 'a kind of coma, aggravated by forced insomnia that lasts for days. It seems to have no energy to wake up, and Ginny ... His condition is getting worse, as if ... "
" As if to achieve it. "
It was necessary to administer a potion to both highly soporific, because suddenly they started to get agitated, unable to respond to their calls.
The potion itself was in danger of having to take on Mrs. Granger, when he saw the scars of one year prior to revive the skin off of Hermione. Now her husband held her in his arms, on an old chest in the corridor outside the entrance of the infirmary.
"This ointment should be spread throughout the body. Even up to Ginny, I fear we will discover her body in the same conditions. "Madam Pomfrey looked Harr, Ron and Seamus. "Please, guys ..." said Moody
space Harry, who retreated apathetically to allow the average-sorceress to carry the booths around the beds. The Auror's arm encircled her shoulders and pushed him toward the exit with a description. Lupin and McGonagall followed him, whispering something very softly in the ears of Ron and Seamus.
heard the voice of Tonks, who offered to look after Hermione, Madam Pomfrey and began to undress and dress Ginny. There was a sob, barely suppressed. "This symbol ..."
Harry did not need to ask, to understand what he was talking about the woman. He had also seen him on the shoulder of Hermione, in the bathroom when he had raised his head from behind to lay them on their knees, waiting for help that had called, screaming like a madman.
The pajama jacket from cutting men had slipped on her skin, and the head of a small snake embossed on the shoulder had torn Harry a real scream of dismay.
"That snake ... that mark," McGonagall began to say, as they left the hall, "I'm sure they had not, when we released. "
Ron gulped. "My sister also mentioned that when he had that nightmare, weeks ago. He said Lucius Malfoy told him, after formulating the curse. "Dean glanced
The parents Hermione and Weasley, who were coming from the bottom of the corridor. "I'd better go and talk with them before ..."
Lupin nodded, then turned to pay attention to Ron. "It 's important to remember everything that has come out so far, guys. Ron speaks well. "
" He said that the mark had given Voldemort, on their shoulders. Then it was all she could remember about it. "
Seamus and Harry nodded.
"But how did he disappear for so long? "Seamus was asked in a low voice," Signs of torture were not gone, just ... you were only muffled, like ours. "
"It must be something very similar to the Dark Mark," said Moody.
the next hour tried to put together all the information, repeating what Ginny and Hermione had begun to report, after promising not to withdraw into themselves. But recently, things got worse before the Academy, Hermione had ceased to be studded with memories of that prison, and Arthur said that the red was the same. It also confirmed Colin, when he came near the infirmary.
"We have too few elements, guys. "Ron said," let us strive to remember something more. "
" They have no said another, "said Seamus.
"But they do now," said Harry.
"Harry, do you mean? "Moody looked at him as if he were crazy.
"You tell me. "Their
former professor of Defense knew the fly too well. "No, Harry ... listen, I know what you just thought, but do not do it. "
" What do you want to do, Lupin? "Mad-Eye gaze moved by my colleague Harry.
"He wants to use the mind reading. "
" No way, Harry, "Ron snapped.
"Do you want to save Ginny and Hermione, yes or no? "
" Not so, though. "Lupin pushed him to turn around to look into his eyes. "You can not do it, Harry. Did you see how you were hurt either, when you did not realize it, for those few minutes ... "
" So what the hell is this damn power, if I can use it to save people ... that's dying, Remus! "Lupin
hugged him, tightening the eyelids. "Do not say, Harry, do not think so either. "Continued ...
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