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JulieAnn · 05-11-2007, 04:11 PM

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Originally Posted by tmarie

One word for those posts.....AMAZING!!! PAMS!!
~Tonya

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Originally Posted by MUSTANG SALLY

That was so kool! It was like a 20's theme post. I liked it. Cant wait for more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Pams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !

I am so glad you guys liked it

I have the next part of the chapter ready so because you two are so awesome, I dedicate this post to you both!

Again, the italicized parts are in Draco's mind...

He opened his eyes, shocked to her lots of laughing voices. He squinted his eyes against the bright lights, and as his eyes adjusted, he realized that he was outside.

It was a hot summer day, the sun shinning brightly, not a cloud in the sky. He looked around and realized that he was at some type of carnival. All around him he could here the shouts from the carnies advertising their particular games.

He began to slowly walk through the crowds, looking at the different games, wondering what was going on. Suddenly he stopped realizing that every laughing person at this carnival was death Eaters, many of which had died the first go round with Voldemort.

He gasped as one by one, as he passed them the carnies quieted, and the patrons turned and stared at him, all with almost identical sneers on their faces.

He saw a shadow on the ground in front of him, and realized that the sky was fast turning cloudy.

He continued on however, innerved by the silence of the place as he passed each booth.

A light drizzle started, and as if on cue, every person that he had passes so far pulled out umbrellas and opened them, their sneers never leaving their faces. Harry got the impression that they were all just marionette puppets, a greater power controlling their strings.

He reached the end of the Midway and realized that there was one stand that the inhabitants hadn’t stopped to sneer at him.

He made his way over to see a small boy throwing balls at a figure. He could see that every time the ball hit the object it would turn and go in the opposite direction.

As he got closer, he realized that the small boy was actually Kreature and the object he was throwing the balls at was Draco.

The rain began to come down thicker as Harry stepped up directly behind Kreature.

“Kreature, stop!” He said in a demanding voice.

Kreature turned and looked up at him and simply began to laugh. “Your demands don’t work in here.” He said shaking his head as he turned around to resume pegging Draco.

“Kreature stop!” Harry said again, this time grabbing Kreature’s arm as he pulled back to launch another ball.

Kreature stopped and turned and said in a cold voice, “Let go of my arm.” Harry drew back in surprise, bumbing into someone. He turned and realized that everyone had gathered directly behind him.

He gulped softly as he said, “Draco, come down from there, come with me.” Draco turned and looked at him, his eyes pleading with Harry, but he said nothing.

Harry pushed passed Kreature and made to jump up on the counter to grab Draco, when suddenly a man stepped front of him and growled in his face.

“What on earth?” Harry asked incredulously, until he realized that the man was Fenrir Greyback. He immediately jumped backwards to avoid the man’s chomping teeth, and slammed into Bellatrix Lestrange.

“Let me hold him for you dear.” She said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

“Please do.” Grey back said on a growl. As he closed in, Harry yelled “No!”

Once again Harry fell out of his chair and jerked his eyes open.

“What happened this time?” Minerva asked, concern etched on her face.

“I really need to stop doing that.” Harry complained as he rubbed his leg, sore from falling so hard out of the chair. He quickly told her what he had seen.

“Hmm,” she murmured, “This is getting very interesting.

“For you!” Harry yelled, “You’re not the one experiencing it!” His voice was high pitched, and he struggled to bring it back down. “I need something to drink.” He said sulkily, rubbing his head.

Minerva waved her wand and handed him a bottle of Butterbeer that seemed a bit stronger than usual.

As he finished on a sigh, he looked up and saw the purposeful look on Minerva’s face.

“I know, I know.” Harry said, frowning intensely as he leaned forward and once again, rather roughly this time, grabbed Draco’s head

05-11-2007, 04:11 PM	#293 (permalink)
JulieAnn DA Secret Keeper RWFC B'day Blast officer SS100 Triumphant Snidget Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: Thanks so much Mich for the Avvie and the Siggy!! You Rock my Socks!! Posts: 2,545 Hogwarts RPG Name: Athena Evans (A twin) Third	Dedicated to you! Quote: Originally Posted by tmarie One word for those posts.....AMAZING!!! PAMS!! ~Tonya Quote: Originally Posted by MUSTANG SALLY That was so kool! It was like a 20's theme post. I liked it. Cant wait for more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Pams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! I am so glad you guys liked it I have the next part of the chapter ready so because you two are so awesome, I dedicate this post to you both! Again, the italicized parts are in Draco's mind... He opened his eyes, shocked to her lots of laughing voices. He squinted his eyes against the bright lights, and as his eyes adjusted, he realized that he was outside. It was a hot summer day, the sun shinning brightly, not a cloud in the sky. He looked around and realized that he was at some type of carnival. All around him he could here the shouts from the carnies advertising their particular games. He began to slowly walk through the crowds, looking at the different games, wondering what was going on. Suddenly he stopped realizing that every laughing person at this carnival was death Eaters, many of which had died the first go round with Voldemort. He gasped as one by one, as he passed them the carnies quieted, and the patrons turned and stared at him, all with almost identical sneers on their faces. He saw a shadow on the ground in front of him, and realized that the sky was fast turning cloudy. He continued on however, innerved by the silence of the place as he passed each booth. A light drizzle started, and as if on cue, every person that he had passes so far pulled out umbrellas and opened them, their sneers never leaving their faces. Harry got the impression that they were all just marionette puppets, a greater power controlling their strings. He reached the end of the Midway and realized that there was one stand that the inhabitants hadn’t stopped to sneer at him. He made his way over to see a small boy throwing balls at a figure. He could see that every time the ball hit the object it would turn and go in the opposite direction. As he got closer, he realized that the small boy was actually Kreature and the object he was throwing the balls at was Draco. The rain began to come down thicker as Harry stepped up directly behind Kreature. “Kreature, stop!” He said in a demanding voice. Kreature turned and looked up at him and simply began to laugh. “Your demands don’t work in here.” He said shaking his head as he turned around to resume pegging Draco. “Kreature stop!” Harry said again, this time grabbing Kreature’s arm as he pulled back to launch another ball. Kreature stopped and turned and said in a cold voice, “Let go of my arm.” Harry drew back in surprise, bumbing into someone. He turned and realized that everyone had gathered directly behind him. He gulped softly as he said, “Draco, come down from there, come with me.” Draco turned and looked at him, his eyes pleading with Harry, but he said nothing. Harry pushed passed Kreature and made to jump up on the counter to grab Draco, when suddenly a man stepped front of him and growled in his face. “What on earth?” Harry asked incredulously, until he realized that the man was Fenrir Greyback. He immediately jumped backwards to avoid the man’s chomping teeth, and slammed into Bellatrix Lestrange. “Let me hold him for you dear.” She said in a sickeningly sweet voice. “Please do.” Grey back said on a growl. As he closed in, Harry yelled “No!” Once again Harry fell out of his chair and jerked his eyes open. “What happened this time?” Minerva asked, concern etched on her face. “I really need to stop doing that.” Harry complained as he rubbed his leg, sore from falling so hard out of the chair. He quickly told her what he had seen. “Hmm,” she murmured, “This is getting very interesting. “For you!” Harry yelled, “You’re not the one experiencing it!” His voice was high pitched, and he struggled to bring it back down. “I need something to drink.” He said sulkily, rubbing his head. Minerva waved her wand and handed him a bottle of Butterbeer that seemed a bit stronger than usual. As he finished on a sigh, he looked up and saw the purposeful look on Minerva’s face. “I know, I know.” Harry said, frowning intensely as he leaned forward and once again, rather roughly this time, grabbed Draco’s head __________________ \| T•I•GG•ER \| The most wonderful thing about Tiggers, is Tiggers are wonderful things. \|Mich Made It For Me!!Mich's Fantastical Creations\| \|DAFC\|HPFC\|HGFC\|RWFC\|GWFC\|ADFC\|LLFC\|I Finally Finished It\|