End of hiatus and back to regular posting! I hope the wait was worth it.
XXXIX. All That Glimmers
Bang!
The hairs that lined Harry’s arm singed as a brilliant glow of magic flew past his shoulder. A cacophony of shouts tore through the Silver Spire.
“Fucking idiot!” one man (almost definitely drunk, if Harry had to guess) roared, his mug shaking angrily in the frigid air, “Kill the cunt on stage, not us!”
Angry barks of agree...
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XXXVIII. The Brink
“You were fool-hardy.”
Voldemort stared as the words left her lips, her scarlet eyes flickering as they loomed over the bowed form of Bellatrix Lestrange. She watched, intrigued, as the woman swallowed.
“I had to get closer,” Bellatrix whispered, “How else was I to get proper intel -”
“Liar,” Voldemort hissed. Bellatrix winced, “You wanted to see him.”
A touch of guilt sprouted within Bel...
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XX. Hello Again
“Where were you yesterday?”
Harry looked up. Thin and curvy, the alluring form of Lavender Brown stood before him. The black-haired boy allowed his eyes to roam across her long brown hair and down to her thick, pouting lips. She seemed rather offput today.
“Exploring,” said Harry simply. His fingers continued to comb through Hedwig’s feathers, “Should I have invited you?”
He watched with satisfaction as the girl slowly d...
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XIX. Mind Over Matter
“Got one!” Crabbe shouted, waving a pudgy fist in the air. Draco watched as a brilliant white hare fought within his grasp, struggling to escape. His stomach churned silently.
“Finally,” he called, cautiously brushing aside a strand of teeth-strewn feet floating near his face. His nose shrivelled as Crabbe lumbered over, hare in tow.
If he keeps holding it like that, he might not need a spell to kill it.
It was ...
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XXXVII. The Stone
What little light had followed him into the hole quickly flickered away. Harry blinked once, then twice, his eyes lazily adjusting to the darkness.
Now where am I?
He curiously tapped at the floor underheel. The echoing sound of what could only be cold stone pressed against his ears.
“Huh,” Harry huffed thoughtfully, “Which means I must be -”
Wack!
“Son of a bitch!” Harry snapped, furiously ...
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Note that this is only the first part of this the second task. I wanted to make sure I had something out but seeing that I have a CS and Calculus Final this week, I didn't have much time to write. As such, this chapter has been broken into several parts. I hope you enjoy it all the same.
Also note that an additional scene has been added since the original posting of this chapter.
Bright lights poured through the little slit by the side of his carriage. Th...
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The golden light of the sun coated his skin as he walked, letters in hand. Harry shifted through them silently, his hooded head ducked as his thick black robes obscured the remainder of his pale skin. Whispers followed in his wake.
“Le petit sauveur . . .”
“Peut-être que je devrais -”
“No. Leave him be.”
“Ils lui parleront de la deuxième tâche. Ne le faites pas arriver en retard.”
Harry paid them no mind. The crowd parted around him as he walke...
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XXXV. Molten Ivory
A gentle breeze pressed against Harry’s pale skin. He watched, bemused, as his girlfriend bustled over, her arms wrapped around a box nearly as large as her.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you made me an entire body,” Harry laughed.
Crash.
The wooden box landed neatly atop a pile of leaves. Gabrielle scowled at him.
“Don’t tempt me,” she snapped, “Come to think of it, I should probably have...
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XXXIV. Reincarnation
“Nice hand,” a gruff voice mumbled. Harry stared blankly at the altar some eighty feet away, unable to keep his jaw from clenching.
It was a bleak Monday morning, one clothed in weather more often worn by Britain than France. A moody wind blew by, and the clouds above were strung together in one never-ending mass. Closer to home, a little less than a hundred witches and wizards stood opposite a silver altar. Each was dressed in robes bla...
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XXXIII. Hello and Goodbye
His fingers uncurled. The brief letter fell from his grasp, tumbling atop the desk surface below.
I was wondering when she’d remember I existed.
Harry frowned, allowing his eyes to traverse the parchment yet again:
‘Our place. January 6th, one in the morning. Don’t be late.
With love,
Bella’
“With love,” Harry repeated, smirking, “I didn’t think she was capable of love.”
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XXXII. To Be Loved
Dainty fingers combed through his hair. Harry winced slightly as Gabrielle shifted atop his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist.
“Gabby, it’s fine -”
“Shut up,” she snapped morosely, pulling yet another book towards her, “I just need to focus.”
It was night time. A golden fire burned beneath his mantle, bathing the marble-strewn room in an angelic glow. Harry and Gabby sat cuddled-up atop his grand bed, surrounded ...
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XXXI. Petalled Rebirth
His footsteps fell silent as he stepped into a room plagued by darkness. Harry frowned as cracks slowly spread across the tiles.
Is this some form of defense?
His wand arm steadily rose as the warped tiles floated upwards, coalescing into a withered being. Long, thin fingers curled in his direction.
“You,” the wretched being boomed, leering overhead, “You do not belong....
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XXX. Bone of the Father
A sea of dress robes blurred past him. Harry watched, intrigued, as the Beauxbatons students scrambled off in a craze towards what he could only assume were the students’ quarters.
Odd. I’d have thought they’d prefer to stick around.
But the students of Beauxbatons were nothing like their Hogwarts counterparts, as Krum had once told him. Shaking his head, Harry pushed his peers out of his ...
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XVIII. Solemn Contemplation
Fleur paced back and forth, a whirlpool of emotions swirling in her chest. Her friends watched her worriedly all the while.
“A month,” Fleur murmured crossly, “The Yule Ball is in less than a month -”
“In French Fleur, please -”
Fleur glared at the girl who had spoken. Adeline had the decency to at least falsify a look of guilt.
“I - er - ...
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XXIX. The Yule Ball
Glowing green fields stretched before a setting sun. Harry watched as a myriad of colors coated the ocean’s surface just a few hundred feet from where he sat.
It’s so beautiful.
The raven-haired boy closed his eyes with delight.
Christmas Eve in France sat in stark contrast to one back home. There was no snow, no cold breeze, and not even a hint of rain. Instead, Harry instead f...
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XXVIII. The End Draws Near
Fwoosh.
Pillars of marble surrounded him. Harry’s jaw clenched as he returned his invitational card to his pocket, glancing around.
He was in a large, gilded room. Gold and ivory stretched on for as far as the eye could see, a number of well-kept fireplaces lining either side. Harry inspected the room carefully.
This must be the -
“Er - sir?”
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XXVII. The Acolytes
A golden fire flickered beneath the mantle of his room. It was a rather cozy place now; Harry had long since forgone the stone serpent aesthetic, replacing it with something more . . . elegant. Marble stretched across the room, reflecting the golden lights that emanated from ivory lanterns. Harry pulled his gaze from the mirror, his eyes slipping across the walls of his room.
I did a good job.
Noddi...
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XXVI. Stargazing
Harry stared at his reflection. Gaunt cheekbones poorly concealed his hateful eyes.
Tainted by obsession . . .
The voice in his mind sounded old and withered. Harry gritted his teeth, pushing away the haggard face of Albus Dumbledore.
“I’m not obsessed,” he assured himself, taking a step back from the mirror, “Just unafraid to act.”
The mirror shimmered. Harr...
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XXV. The Petals Three
A gentle, soothing wind pressed against Harry’s face. The boy lay back, allowing the French sun to wash over his exposed torso, singeing his pale skin.
I could get used to this.
A burst of bright light emanates from somewhere by the shoreline. Harry lazily looked over. One of the Toussaint twins lay with his face in the sand, the other guffawing loudly.
“Who won?” Harry hear...
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XXIV. Bells of Frost
Seven long tables covered the length of the Beauxbatons Dining Hall. Harry nestled himself along the fifth one from the left-hand side, pulling Astoria closer to his side as the girl took a seat. The blonde girl smiled sweetly.
“This is a table for fifth years,” Sylvain Toussain said pointedly, “Just because you’re allowed in -”
Harry stared into the boy’s eyes, projecting his thoughts loud and ...
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XXIII. The Cellar
A clear night sky hung above him, black as Harry’s hair. A Friday winter evening in France was a stark contrast to one back home; for what must’ve been the first time, Harry felt uncomfortably warm beneath his thick robes.
I could get used to this.
He stepped out from the Hogwarts Express, blowing his breath into the air. He smiled, hopping into the luscious grass.
“Going somewh...
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XVII: The Midnight Dance
Crack.
The world spun. When it rightened, Harry stood in a cozy, snow-covered village. A large, thin gate stood before him.
The Cemetery.
Harry nervously pushed the gate open. He stumbled forward blankly, striding through two rows before coming to a stop. Two large, overbearing gravestones sat before him:
‘James Potter
1960 - 1981<...
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XVI. The First Task
Harry soared through the trees, his beady eyes peering through the darkness. A large, scaly monolith roared in the distance.
Not a monolith, then.
He swooped, his feathers smoothening beneath the strong wind. Behind a nearby grove, Harry watched as a number of leather-clad wizards hurried forward, tugging on large metal chains and brandishing their wands wildly. Each chain snaked up the la...
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XV. Broken Bones
Weeks passed. Harry wandered along the edge of the Forbidden Forest, his Invisibility Cloak thrown overhead.
This is stupid.
Sighing, he pointed his wand in the direction of the trees.
“Accio Snakes!”
It sounded as though someone had used a thousand whips all at once. Harry watched as more than a hundred serpents piled up before him, hissing and spit...
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XIV. Roiling Flames
Harry clambered into the snow-covered cave, panting heavily as he pulled his Invisibility Cloak off. A large black dog barked excitedly at him.
“Hello, Snuffles.”
He watched tiredly as the dog contorted on the spot. Black fur was replaced with pale white skin.
“You look like you just swam ten kilometers,” Sirius frowned, inspecting him. Harry doubled over, breathing hard.
<...
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XIII. Mon Amour
Fleur watched, uncomfortable, as Alice gently placed a bouquet of flowers into a vase by the window. Adeline and Aimee stared as well.
“I’m going to throw those out.”
Alice spun around. She turned to Adeline, who had spoken.
“Why?”
Adeline stared at her as though she’d grown a third eye.
“He gave that to you about ten seconds ...
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XII. Into the Fray
Impatience flickered in Harry’s chest. His fingers curled around yellowed pages, turning it quickly.
This is pointless.
The orange embers of the Gryffindor fireplace cast a faint glow across the common room. Harry closed the book with a faint sigh, shifting slightly as Lavender continued to run her fingers through his hair.
“You’re so tense,” she muttered, her thin fingers ca...
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XI. One Stone
A loud chatter filled the Great Hall. Most of it, Harry suspected, was coming from Pansy. The girl rambled loudly about everything from the weather to the latest Azkaban breakout. Sitting beside her, Draco Malfoy looked as though he’d rather be anywhere else.
Let’s cheer him up a bit.
Smiling, Harry strode across the hall. The blonde-haired Slytherin boy panicked at once.
“What the ...
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X. Mortal Yearning
Crack.
Cold air was replaced with a sea of foliage. Harry panted heavily, his feet grinding into the dirt.
Tom has the stone.
It was pointless. It could be anywhere - under a rock in Albania, or perhaps lost at sea -
“FUCK!” Harry swore. A wave of hot magic escaped him. Thunder cackled overhead, and a thin wave of air pushed down the surrounding trees, ...
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XXII. Perenelle’s Bridge
Harry frowned, watching as the heavy-browed owl fluttered off into the horizon. This was not Scotland; there were no clouds to obscure its departure. Harry watched as the avian creature shrunk into little more than a speck, eventually vanishing from sight. His gaze reluctantly lowered to the letter it had delivered.
Inevitable.
Harry’s finger twisted. The envelope rose deftly in the air, un...
2024-09-02 12:01:40 +0000 UTC
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