Human Nature ... - Sa13+

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

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Poll Results:

This fan fic needs a whole lot of the following to make it really ginchy (erm cool):

More Romance because Ron & Hermione, Harry & Ginny should just always be in love
acciozo!, Becky, emerald dawn, Fred&GeorgeLuvr, hermionesclone, Jenny Malfoy, KellyBear, LilyLunaGinnyPotter, Lissydove, MuggleVampire, mushroomweasley, onar, OtterySt.Catchpole, Prongs.RJGirl, purple·myst, reina9, X-Girl
17 - 58.62%

Steampunk, seriously, nothing gets my gears going like gears and steam engines and stuff
allucha, KellyBear, OtterySt.Catchpole, X-Girl
4 - 13.79%

Draco crying ... because I like villains who are sensitive bad boys ... Eeeeeeeeeek
acciozo!, Becky, emerald dawn, Fred&GeorgeLuvr, Jessica94ear, Lissydove, MuggleVampire, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, purple·myst, Si, tommys_tasty_treat, WarrenBLUDx, X-Girl
14 - 48.28%

Cameos by your favorite stars like: Meredith Grey, The Care Bears, Alvin & The Chipmunks, The Jonas Bros.
Lissydove, OtterySt.Catchpole, SenoritaMaxie, X-Girl
4 - 13.79%

A new writer, because seriously ... uhm, this fic needs help
X-Girl
1 - 3.45%

Zip, bam, poof, crash! Action, baby, and gimme loads of it!
acciozo!, allucha, BanaBatGirl, Becky, HannahLongbottom, KellyBear, Lissydove, mushroomweasley, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, Si, X-Girl
12 - 41.38%

Ridiculously long winded prose, and flashbacks that delve into multiple backgrounds of characters
allucha, emerald dawn, Fred&GeorgeLuvr, Jessica94ear, Lissydove, mushroomweasley, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, X-Girl
9 - 31.03%

The Dynamic Duo of Teddy and Ottery with their cracked adventures, yo!
allucha, Connie, Jessica94ear, KellyBear, Lissydove, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, Si, X-Girl
9 - 31.03%

Cannon! *fires the cannons* No, not canon, cannons like on Horation Hornblower's ship!
allucha, emerald dawn, Jessica94ear, KellyBear, Lissydove, OtterySt.Catchpole, Si, X-Girl
8 - 27.59%

A banner, a soundtrack, and gratuitious dance balls with costumes and love Eeeek and cupids and hearts and pinkness ...
BanaBatGirl, KellyBear, Lissydove, MuggleVampire, OtterySt.Catchpole, X-Girl
6 - 20.69%

Teddy, plain and simple. I pity the fool who don't gimme Teddy.
allucha, Jessica94ear, KellyBear, Lissydove, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, redifer, X-Girl
8 - 27.59%

Ron, because I saw HBP and I fell in love with him all over again *squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
acciozo!, allucha, BanaBatGirl, Becky, emerald dawn, Jessica94ear, Lissydove, mione_girlgwp, MuggleVampire, Obi-Wan K'Lari, OtterySt.Catchpole, purple·myst, Si, X-Girl
14 - 48.28%



Human Nature
by Ottery St. Catchpole
for michael ... thank you for the music

:music: Get Me Out
Into The Night-Time
Four Walls Won't Hold Me Tonight
If This Town
Is Just An Apple
Then Let Me Take A Bite

If They Say -
Why, Why, Tell 'Em That Is Human Nature :music:

Disclaimer: All of the HP characters belong to J.K. Rowling, all the characters I create belong to me, as does the story but not the concepts created by J.K. Rowling who pwns, no infringement is implied. It's her world, I just live in it ;)


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"His name was Silver Wind, in the old tongue of his people. Such things were foreign here, in Great Britain, even at Hogwarts, where our school's history went back hundreds of years. He was not from our shores, and in truth his ways bothered a lot of people here but he was much loved. For all our great Imperial ways, with the colonies stretching through Africa to India, it surprises me how close-minded and jealous of foreign ways we are."

Hermione stopped to stare at the picture of the young boy, an early photograph taken by the authoress recording her first impression of the boy as he first entered the great oak doors of Hogwarts castle.

He was a striking young man, this she could tell from the look on his face. There was no smile there. His long black hair fell over his bare shoulders, cascaded really, and his body wore the signs of someone not accustomed to an easy life. In his hair were feathers, and he wore leather pants. An American Indian* from the look of him. What tribe or from where Hermione could not tell simply by his dress, but she was curious to know.

Everything about the book Ottery had given her was fascinating. A Secret History of Hogwarts with asides and entries from some of her less than famous, or stellar or popular--and even a few infamous--former students and would be world dictators by Herodotus Prime. The book contained much information that they did not cover in Hogwarts a History, most likely because it was subversive and there had been a lot of communists in the school staff in previous years.

She closed the book, and took a sip of the tea sitting on the table next to her. Hermione wondered what the boys were up to.

The summer would be over soon, and she had heard nothing about what was going on in the magical world except for what the newspapers carried and they had been censored; she could tell as much from reading them. Voldemort had returned and now the magical world knew it and she wondered what was going to happen.

Her books were some comfort, as were Ron's and Harry's letters but ... since Snuffles death Harry had seemed more distant and well everything had changed hadn't it? The world was at war ... and she knew nothing. Nothing at all about what was going on or what part she would play in it.

♥♥♥♥♥♥

*=As my girlfriend, who is part NATIVE AMERICAN quaintly pointed out, American Indian is not an approppriate word to use. It is highly incorrect and not a little unPC, hence the fact that she BOLDED IT when she typed the correction. :lol: Since it recalls terminology used by the oppressers/conquistadores/ slaughterers whatever you wish to call the invading Europeans. However, it is used here, because the story warrants it, and with no intention to offend. It is intended as irony, to show how one cannot always necessarily escape racist ways despite ones choice not to be racist. Seriously, would you consider Hermione racist? It is not the intent of the author of this story to malign anyone or propogate any racist views.

For the reply challenged!
Chapter: Memories like wishes I wish I'd told you once upon a time .... (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/#post8405184)
Chapter: You’re out of touch, I’m out of time, but I’m out of my head when you’re not around … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/#post8442079)
Part 2 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/#post8442217)
Part 3 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/#post8442241)
Chapter: Love is a battlefield (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index2.html#post8503203)
Spinner's End (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index2.html#post8513879)
Chapter: Don’t turn around, (uh-oh-ooh) The Commissars in town (uh-oh-ooh) (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index2.html#post8526495)
Chapter: Shooting at the walls of heartache. Bang! Bang! I am the warrior … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index2.html#post8534371)
Chapter: Who can it be now, knocking at my door? No way, don’t come round here no more … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index3.html#post8542673)
Chapter: All I’m saying, it takes a lot to love you … all I’m doing, you know it’s true, … all I mean now, there’s one thing that turns this gray sky to blue … that’s the look of love … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index3.html#post8547465)
Chapter: Love takes time ... yes it's hard to find, and you've got to take some time to let love grow ... (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index3.html#post8555511)
Chapter: When you left I lost a part of me ... is this so hard to believe, come back baby please cuz we belong together ... (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index3.html#post8569529)
Chapter: Stir it up, got to shake it up now ... (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index4.html#post8583805)
Chapter: Uuuh Uh Uuuuuuuuh *because the song was instrumental without spoken words just weird vocals* (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index4.html#post8593867)
Part 2 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index4.html#post8606985)
Chapter: You get what you give (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index5.html#post8618639)
Chapter: When you get caught between the moon and New York City (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index5.html#post8656741)
Chapter: Chuck Norris is (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index5.html#post8671492) Dumbledore! <<Don't look unless you want a spoiler. (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index5.html#post8671492)
Chapter: So, take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space, and there’s nothing left here to remind me just the memory of your face … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index5.html#post8705650)
Part 2 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index6.html#post8718587)
Part 3 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index6.html#post8749420)
Chapter: None of us speaks about the monsters … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index6.html#post8759074)
Chapter: “I get up in the evening and I ain’t got nothing to say … you can‘t start a fire without a spark …” (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index6.html#post8766539)
Chapter: Johnny Angel (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index6.html#post8772517)
The Kitty Chaplet (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index7.html#post8787020)
Chapter: “Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears … ” (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index7.html#post8798515)
Part 2 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index7.html#post8812924)
Chapter: “Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods, where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms, isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? I need a hero. I’m holding out for a hero ’till the end of the night …” (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index7.html#post8827143)
Part 2 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index7.html#post8858973)
Part 3 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index8.html#post8893294)
Part 4_The Nynevah Chaplet (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post8957520)
Book III or Chapter: A new beginning … or old friends meet new ends … (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index8.html#post8983212)
part next (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index8.html#post9000445)
Meanwhile back at the ranch chapter (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index8.html#post9032967)
Chapter: Video Killed the radio star (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9043343)
Part next (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9046464)
Chapter: And still he couldn't turn the ship around (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9097764)
Chapter: Words fail (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9113232)
The NEW & Vastly Improved Apocalyptic Uber Mensch totally manly and vastly less romantic violent and Capitalisticly greedy like Bankers and Wall St. Human Nature! a.k.a. The Hijacked Chapter (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9168123)
Chapter: The end of one era begins another … the non-train era :3 (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9257876)
Chapter: On a midnight voyage (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9274360)
Part next (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9283007)
Chapter: No YOU won't fool the children of the revolution (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9286434)
Chapter: One less man to pick up after (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9301126)
Endnotes (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index9.html#post9301133)

[Winter Dreams]

This. Is. Amazing.
xDD!!
I really like your writing, it's interesting. :)

- Ana. ^_^

[allucha]

An Ottery fic? Oh yesh! And YAY Ottery's in it! Makes me wonder if Teddy'll be hiding somewhere with a few explosives.

Love the start, Otts! *subscribesss like in the old days* :D

[X-Girl]

No freakin' way! D=

Definitely an intriguing start. Can't wait for moreeee. =D

[KellyBear]

Hm, I see the fangirling has begun (not to imply that Ali is in any way a fangirl). It never takes long, what with you being brilliant and all. I caught one small thing:

Hermione what the boys were up too

I think you meant to put "wondered" in there, or something. I like your start. Like Ali, I'm subscribing.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Author's Note: Thank you all for trying out my fic, :blush: I'm flattered at y'all's comments. *waves to Ali & Kellybear cuz they're old friends* I'm going to be posting sporadically until I can get a heads up on this story, but I almost always finish my fics when I start them, so ... I promise if you stick with me, the time you invest won't be wasted by my not finishing this fic. That said, I raised a poll, please feel free to vote, I do care what you all have to suggest, I love hearing from my readers. :yes: I should point out that this is an alternate universe fic, essentially my take on the events of HBP. It might seem weird at first but ... I hope you hang around to see what I'm up too. I promise, at the very least to make it interesting and unlike any HP fanfic you've ever read. Guaranteed or your money back. ;) Thank you Ana and X-girl, if you don't mind my asking, what do you all ship? Just curious ... my fics tend to have A LOT of couples :lol: so expect some romance, and thank you again for the nice comments. I hope you come back. That said, here's the next bit.

♥♥♥

:music:Lovers, keep on the road you're on
Runners, until the race is run
Soldiers, you've got to soldier on
Sometimes even right is wrong :music:
~Coldplay (Lovers in Japan)

The car swerved wildly. The other drivers on the road honked, some even throwing their hands up, a few throwing out verbal objections or suggestions as to what Harry Potter could do (though not necessarily to improve his driving), and there were a few of those ever popular hand signals. But the boy didn’t care, the lightning scarred boy was too focused on firing spells out of his window at the brooms flying in front of him.

“Why can’t anyone see them?” The boy asked.

“They’re cloaked against muggles Harry, all they see is a pair of nuts driving badly,” his godfather replied. “So, how do you like your first ever driving lesson?”

Harry laughed. They had been walking out of the Leaky Cauldron when they’d been fired at by some Death Eaters, it was such a random thing. Of course they did not have their brooms with them and the death eaters had decided to run, so obviously, Sirius broke into a car, a Ferrari 430 Challenger and he’d let Harry drive. His godfather was all fun and adventure. The Dark Lord might be coming after Harry but that didn’t mean that he didn’t have friends and family with him, and with Sirius at his side, he felt like it was all a fun game. They were adventuring, the way Harry imagined that James had done with his godfather when he was just a baby.

The car was driving itself, spelled to do so Harry could control it by taking the wheel every now and then and nudging it one way or the other, which freed his hands to blast away with his wand. They entered a quiet neighborhood and Harry turned wildly when he heard the tire blow out and the car skidded sideways knocking trash bins down and sending them flying over the sides of the car until he stopped it.

“Where are they?” Harry asked seeing the street empty and quiet.

“Hiding most like, they’ve got us where they wanted us, now,” Sirius replied without the slightest hint of worry in his voice.

“This is a trap?”

“Of course it is Harry, think about it. They weren’t flying that low on brooms through the city so you could track them down to their hideout.” Sirius replied. “So, let’s get out and say hello.”

“You’re kidding.”

Sirius was stepping out of the car, and Harry followed quickly feeling like one of those policemen in the muggle cop shows that Dudley loved watching so much--when he wasn‘t watching dance competitions, anyways.

“Maybe we should signal the Order,” Harry remarked, completely aware of his godfather’s sometimes lack of common sense.

“I don’t think you’re going to have time for that, I‘m afraid,” Bellatrix remarked cackling in her mad crazy way. She fired a spell at Sirius who ducked shattering all the windows of the car. Harry covered his face and fell down on the asphalt. He opened his eyes to see a pair of boots.

“Get up Harry Potter,” a growling voice exclaimed.

The boy looked up to see the snarling face of Fenrir Greyback.

“'Allo gorgeous, wanna come with me?”

“I’d rather not actually,” the boy exclaimed blasting the soles of the Death Eater's feet with a dancing spell.

On the other side of the car Sirius was battling Bellatrix and three other Death Eaters single handedly. Harry stood up and fired at one of them sending him crashing into a garden.

“Thanks Harry,” Sirius yelled.

The boy ran over the hood of the car to help his godfather, sending a jinx towards Bellatrix who seemed determined to get at her cousin.

“Meddlesome brat!” she shot back. “There’s only one thing to do with you … Avada Kedavra!”

Harry ducked the spell which hit the car causing it to explode in a gigantic fireball that sent the car flying twenty feet into the air.

“I’d been hoping to return that actually,” he said, throwing a silence spell at her, Bellatrix deftly swatted it away and sent a shower of bottle sized thorns flying at the boy. Harry ducked again, running down the street trying to lure Bellatrix away from Sirius. It was then that he spotted a boy about fourteen sitting on a wall across the street dangling his legs watching the whole fight with the air of someone who was watching a very interesting film.

“Didn’t forget me did ya boy?” the werewolf asked suddenly appearing in front of Harry.

Undaunted, the boy with the scar jabbed his wand into the mans chest twisting the end around his robes and shot a fireball sending Fenrir flying back to crash into a lamppost.

Harry looked up in time to see Bellatrix about to curse Sirius who was busy with two other death eaters, “No,” Harry exclaimed and fired a spell. Bellatrix’s wand flew up in the air disarming her and Sirius spotting her jinxed her. She fell down in a heap screaming, visions of horrible bugs attacking her.

The boy on the wall started clapping, “Bravo!”

Harry pointed his wand at the boy with the brown hair. He leaped down and Harry could see the boy was wearing a blue jumpsuit, or robes that looked that way.

“That’s the way it was supposed to be, wasn’t it?” the boy asked.

“Who are you?” Harry replied with a question.

“Nicholas. Nicholas Black,” he said.

♥

“You’re going to die boy, so why don’t you just give us what we want to know?” The Death Eater asked, as he took a long drag from his cigar, turned and blew his smoke in the boy’s face.

Chained to the wall, naked to his waist, and bare foot, his feet sitting in fetid water in a dark room from where a single lamp swung, his back rested tired against the rocky wall. He could barely speak, much less smile, but he was doing it.

“You can … you … can … kiss … my … a” a hard slap across the face finished the sentence for him.

Rodolphus smiled at the muscled man wearing the ax-man’s mask. His muscled form reminded Ottery of one of those Mexican wrestlers he grew up watching. He spat his blood on the floor.

“You will talk to us, St. Catchpole. Or you will die. It really is very simple.”

“Can … can I ask … you a … question, Rolphy old boy?”

The man in the red suit, with the gold embroidering looking like a figure out of the Napoleonic era nodded, his cigar in his mouth.

“What’s Voldemort … want with … with the triads? He need help trying to conquer little ol’ Brit--,” once again the boy was cut short, this time by a fist to the gut. He doubled over and would have fallen to his knees but for the chains that held him in place.

“Enough playing. Talk, and die quickly. Or remain quiet and die slowly. Either way, the only way you’re leaving this place is in a pine box, Ottery St. Catchpole. You’re hundreds of thousands of miles away from your precious little Order, and they can’t save you.”

♥

Endnote: I have a beta I haven't asked her to review these posts, so I apologize I will edit them, and in future have my posts beta'd. Thank you all again for reading.

[Winter Dreams]

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiirius!!!!!!!!! :drool: :loved:

-cough-

Anyway... ^_^

That chapter was interesting, and dramatic, always a good combination. And as you may have guessed, it was cool having Sirius in there because I LOVE him. And a few Death Eaters, too. I'm curious about why they have Ottery, though...

Also, having the alternate universe to HBP is cool, too. Stories with twists and turns are always fun. xD

As for ships, well, I love romance, but I'm awful with choosing ships. I quite like Ginny or Hermione with Draco, but I also like the original ones, Ginny and Harry... Etc. I know that isn't very decisive, but, trust me, indecisive is my middle name, next to impatient. :P

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiirius!!!!!!!!! :drool: :loved:

-cough-

Anyway... ^_^

That chapter was interesting, and dramatic, always a good combination. And as you may have guessed, it was cool having Sirius in there because I LOVE him. And a few Death Eaters, too. I'm curious about why they have Ottery, though...

Also, having the alternate universe to HBP is cool, too. Stories with twists and turns are always fun. xD

As for ships, well, I love romance, but I'm awful with choosing ships. I quite like Ginny or Hermione with Draco, but I also like the original ones, Ginny and Harry... Etc. I know that isn't very decisive, but, trust me, decisive is my middle name, next to impatient. :P

I agree with Ana. Nice story. Love the twists and turns, love Sirius. And I love Hermione and Ron as a couple.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

OMG! OTTERMAN'S BACK! I'M SOOOO EXCITED!

:D

I've subscibed!

For all our great Imperial ways, with the colonies stretching through Africa to India, it surprises me how close minded and jealous of foreign ways we are."


This line is too true :yes: I love it, as I love the first post! Silver Wind sounds awesome! :eyebrows:

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*ish having trouble separating Jo's HP with Otty's HP*
:lol: I can totally imagine Harry and Sirius acting that way! It's insanely funny how Harry seems to be the sensible one :P That brings up an interesting thought :hmm:

“What’s Voldemort … want with … with the triads? He need help trying to conquer little ol’ Brit--,” once again the boy was cut short, this time by a fist to the gut. He doubled over and would have fallen to his knees but for the chains that held him in place.

:gasp: :O o_O Ottery!!! *sobs* That's a really interesting post! I'm hooked now ;)

Question: "the triads"....is this the alternate universe term for the Trio? Or will I just have to wait and see?

[Maxilocks]

:faint:

You have -- another fic.

Ottsy, I'm sorry I can't tell you that you're brilliant - Everyone else has already done that. But I do love you. A lot. Because you.. are just too awesome. And because you make me speechless.

*speechless*

[Lissydove]

A sight for sore eyes! Ottery is back and I learn about it 7 days late? Tsk! You know I am on board here. *loves on* Have missed you much.

:glomp:

Love, love, love that you are still using song titles and this is a great one.

[KellyBear]

I love it so far, Hello, car crashes!!! And Otty in chains *gasp* Nooooooooo!!!!! But yeah, Sweetz, you need to go back and edit, there were a few places where I could tell you mistyped. But I know you, so I know the edited version will be better than ever.

[X-Girl]

Thank you Ana and X-girl, if you don't mind my asking, what do you all ship? Just curious ... my fics tend to have A LOT of couples so expect some romance, and thank you again for the nice comments. I hope you come back. That said, here's the next bit

Hmmm...ship, you ask? Well, aside from Sirius and I..*whistles* typical cannon duos. =D



Interesting installment...Triads, though? I can't help but think of Charmed. :3 That'd be a long shot, but I can't think of any other triad. :shifty: I'm also not sure what to think of Sirius being included in it.xD You said HBP, no? Hmmmmm, meeh. :worried:

PAMS? I'll be back to check in. ^_^


Edit: Lmfao, I should actually read all of the stinkin' poll options before clicking send and not wait to do it after. :3 You're an insanely great writer, Otts. I swear...I blame Teddy for the minor voting drawback. :xd: Why? I have no idea...but Teddy seems like a good enough culprit. :angel:

>_<

[Si]

“'Allo gorgeous, wanna come with me?”

“I’d rather not actually,” the boy exclaimed blasting the soles of the Death Eater's feet with a dancing spell.
I laughed.
Lots.


AND OH MY GOSHHHH OTTERY FANFIC THIS IS ME FLAILING AND EXCITED AND EVERYTHING ELSE I MISSED YOU <3333

:glomp:

I'm late to the party of course but I'm ON BOARD *salutes*

[hermionesclone]

New reader! I love this ff! Yay for Sirius and Harry driving madly! That part was so funny! And the part just before Harry sent the dancing spell at Fenrir. Good come-back! Wonder why Ottery is needed so much? Can't wait for more!

[allucha]

Sir Foxtrot still knows how to end on a shocker, don't he?! :P

The car swerved wildly. The other drivers on the road honked, some even throwing their hands up, a few throwing out verbal objections or suggestions as to what Harry Potter could do (though not necessarily to improve his driving), and there were a few of those ever popular hand signals. But the boy didn’t care, the lightning scarred boy was too focused on firing spells out of his window at the brooms flying in front of him.

That opening paragraph... was just brill. It set the scene sooo well! And Sirius! And Bella! xD And you got Greyback so good!

Harry followed quickly feeling like one of those policemen in the muggle cop shows that Dudley loved watching so much--when he wasn‘t watching dance competitions, anyways.
*rolls on the floor laughing*

But eeeek. Ottery and the triads?! I wouldn't be surprised if he was involved with them, or some other underground league, but. xD Loving what's here so far, Otts! PAMS xD

[purple·myst]

I don't actually read FanFics much anymore, but I really like this one so far! It's really good!

Can't wait to read more Ottery!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Okay, so I've never actually owned a gerbil to have it die, and the hamster we did have ages ago died when I was like ... 14 or something. As for the whole antarctica thing, I was watching a documentary ... :blush:

I love that all you peeps are reading my fic, I love you all, I'm glad old friends are here *glomps Si & Lissylove* but I'm in the valley ... visiting my mom, and I'm not going to have internet for about ... oh, three weeks. :cry: So, I will post soon, but I might not be updating for a while. Yeah, sorry y'all. On the bright side, I'll still be working on this story ... I said I had no internet not no computer so, yay, I'll have loads of story to post and be ahead of all of you and I'll be able to drop massive hints and pick on all y'all about what's gonna happen and who's gonna die and who's already dead and stuffs. So you know.

Hey follow me on twitter, I'm otteryst. :lol: yeah, after I get back to Mississippi where they have internet.

Thank you all again for reading my story, thank you Thumper, I'm glad you all are liking my stuff Lily, prongs, hermionesclone, Lari (haven't seen you in ages love ♥ my next chapter is for you, but only if it doesn't suck), x-girl, and all y'all old friends of mine and my fic. I love you girls and Ali :glomp: I will be back with a new post soon, and I'll try to update when I can. It's only until I get back to Mississippi in August, I swear.

Thank you all for reading my story, I promise I will make it worth the wait. I guess I should get crackin' on a banner.

*loves his story's fans* I promise it will be good ... just like HBP was good ... well sort of, and what's with the Ron/McClaggan skin ... does SS ship *Teddy fires the cannons* I was going to say McClaggan and that random blonde <_<

*Teddy rolls his eyes and the world spins on*

EDIT:I didn't want to get in trouble for spamming my fic, so I thought I'd edit it. Neways, I'm still working on an update, it just needs to be edited really. New characters, Ron, some Luna, and back to Harry for a big reveal ... you shall see. Oh, and Kellybear, help me pic a picture of me, I'm putting me in a siggy for my fic :lol: cuz I'm a media hound. I love the spotlight ;) and Si, I like your siggy. Too cute. I hope you know I stole it. XP Back laterz peeps.

Ur 2 sweet Lily Lupin :glomp: :blush:

[Winter Dreams]

Aww. I'm going to miss you Ottery. :(
And I'll be looking forward to when you come back, and your yummy posts. :yes:

Have fun where you're going, too. :glomp:

[KellyBear]

Thank you all for reading my story, I promise I will make it worth the wait. I guess I should get crackin' on a banner.

:love: Aw, I was hoping for another update. Well, at least I know that when you post it, it will be awesomeness itself!!!!

:choochoo: All aboard the Otty Express!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Author's Note: It's Pat Benatar, Kellybear :P :music: C'mon hit me with your best shot :music:

Neways kiddies, I've been working like a horse, and here you have them. I apologize for any typos, feel free to point them out :lol: I will fix them. They haven't been betaed but I thought I'd give you all something since it will be a while before I can post again. Remember this is still HBP and someone please remind me this is steampunk :lol:

As promised, these posts are lovingly dedicated to Lari. :glomp: But only if they don't suck. ;)
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“And you say that life has things this strong,
I can recount to you how a flame is from inside,
I can tell you how much fire weighs,
And it’s just that loving in solitude,
Is like a hole without a bottom,
Where not even God exists …”
Alejandro Sanz, “To the first person” trans. Ottery St. Catchpole with apologies to the author

Chapter: You’re out of touch, I’m out of time, but I’m out of my head when you’re not around …

The thunder crackled in the sky, the rain pouring like sheets of tears and sorrow, as a red car drove around the cliff. The ocean waves slapped against the shore against a cliff rising high above the wild waters in the darkness where the old castle stood against the force of elements unleashed on that dark night. He never liked the place, it reminded him too much of Azkaban. Still, he was happy not to have to be walking in this rain, not that his slicker robes couldn’t repel all the water, it was fun watching it do it, too, all the water sliding like off a duck’s back.

“You don’t have to visit with him,” the girl remarked. "I could go disguised as you. You’re too valuable …”

“While I’m flattered you seem to think so Nymphadora I can assure you that no one is that important to our cause,” the older man replied.

“Just the same, if you’re not out in an hour I’m popping in and blasting everything until I find you,” the girl replied with less gusto than she would have wanted. Her words seemed less powerful and she herself seemed distracted.

“Is everything all right, Nymphadora?” Her old headmaster asked with great concern in his voice.

“They’ve just been working us too hard at the ministry, you know Scrimgeour doesn’t like us moonlighting, but he can’t really do anything to stop us.”

“Yes. It is rather very difficult trying to serve two masters.” The old wizard paused and looked at the bedraggled girl under the enchanted umbrella. Once one of his most talented students. “You do know that if there’s anything you need to talk about you can always come to me.”

She nodded.

Dumbledore sighed. “Then I’d best be off, the time has come and I do pride myself on my punctuality.” In an instant he was gone, apparating outside the large oaken gates of the castle.

“I don’t need your help,” the aged wizard replied politely, if it had been possible to hear the tone of his voice you would have noticed the distinct lack of warmth.

“You might change your mind when I tell you about one of yours,” the man replied, cajoling.

“I don’t bargain with people’s lives,” the older wizard replied coldly, dropping any semblance of cordiality as if it were some disgusting thing he did not want soiling his blackened hand.

“I’m not the one doing the threatening old man,” the younger wizard replied. “Please, drink your tea, headmaster. It isn’t poisoned. I assure you. I would not have called you here if I did not think we had a similar foe.” The man was in his thirties, dressed in simple black robes, a kind of suit, as if he were a business man, and indeed he was. A prominent muggle businessman by day, with many vested interests in the wizarding world, thus his concern for the outcome of the war.

“Though we share enemies it does not mean we see eye to eye on the future of the wizarding world,” Dumbledore replied, lifting the cup to his mouth his eyes wandered around the room. It was an impossibly high ceilinged chamber, a large fireplace, with the help of magic, warmed the large space filled by the small table they were sitting at. All around them large wizard tapestries depicting knights fighting dragons, and wizards fighting muggle oppression, and the Bolshevik revolution, suits of armor in between the tapestries and large rugs on the floor, but otherwise an empty room.

“Be that as it may be, we are united against a common foe, are we not?” the old wizard didn’t nod and the man took his silence as assent, “So, why not ally our considerable resources to putting a stop to this usurper, this pretender.”

“Because then I would be giving you a foot in the door, so to speak, into the Order and the proper wizarding world. I won’t allow that, unless you meet my concessions.”

“Again you harp on that old man. This is a war we’re in, you can’t seriously …”

“No killing. No stealing. No …”

“What are you the Pope? Some kind of Christian conservative?”

“What I am is ever hopeful that you might come back into the fold,” Dumbledore replied, taking another sip of his tea.

“After what the Death Eaters did to … you have … do you have any idea …?” the man gripped the table and taking deep breaths. “I’m sorry, but …”

“I was there Sebastian. And I tell you, you’ve nothing to gain from lowering yourself to their tactics, and fighting them with their own dark magic.”

“I do not condone the use of dark magic except …”

“As a means to an end. And how much different is that from the wizards we’re trying to fight?” The headmaster retorted gently placing his cup on the saucer on the table and helping himself to a biscuit.

“We’ve argued these philosophies for a long time old man,” the stranger said looking away.

“For a very long time, Sebastian, but I remain …”

“I know. Ever hopeful,” the man laughed a little, the sarcasm as clear as Dumbledore‘s stance.

♥

End note: I'm listening to this aggravatingly cool CD that has all these 80's songs but not the whole song, and they're all by the original artists which makes it all the more aggravating because I love all the songs but I can't hear them completely *aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh* *Teddy explodes Itunes* Next chapter is for Si & Lissylove cuz they remind me of :music: Abra Abra Cadabra ... I want to reach out and grab ya :music:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/kidflash16/Human%20Nature/Humannature__ronW.jpg

The burrow was a great place, out in the middle of nowhere with no one to bother you. The Weasley boys and Ginny had grown up with a large playground, as there were no houses around for miles in any direction and the town of Ottery St. Catchpole (for which one of their closest friends was named) nearby. It was in the lake in front of the house where late nights, Ron and his brothers and friends would go skinny dipping. Lake Weasley they called it, and on hot summer nights that is where the boys cooled off, from the weather and their hormones. Adolescent romance might have been on everyone’s mind, had been for some years for some of Ron’s schoolmates but not he. Ron Weasley like Ottery was of the always-late-to-the-party party, and neither had realized quite what had happened to the girl’s around them. It was obvious that the girls were madly in love, either with boys or the idea of love, but the love part was easily lost given the fact that Ron believed girls to normally be mad. Something we can excuse our hero for because he had been raised in a household full of boys. For example, his sister Ginny, who was such a tom boy, and had suddenly become very popular with the boys; his mother who one minute was the sweetest of women, was insane with rage the next, but whatever else he thought of Molly, Ron loved her, but there was no denying she was barking. And to top the list Hermione and of course, Luna Lovegood. Both of them confusing as all get out, if opposite sides of the same coin. There was no denying they were both intelligent, but Hermione seemed to have a never ending romance with books and the library, and Luna always seemed lost in thought, and whenever she said something it surprised Ron. Should he laugh, or was it something Luna had meant seriously? In all girls were too confusing, mostly mad creatures to be admired from a distance. Of late however, he had noticed they were more interesting to admire from up close.

Ron Weasley lay on the ground staring up at the sky, thoughts of Hermione parading across his mind. It hadn’t been that long since they’d last seen one another at the end of term, but he missed her. Ron Weasley didn’t know why exactly that was, they were always arguing about everything. But the odd thing was, it was infinitely more pleasant to argue with Hermione about anything than it was to spend time having anyone agree with everything he said.

“What are you thinking about Ron Weasley?” a familiar voice seemed to emanate from around him.

As the boy lay on his back on a log which lay a few feet away from the shore under the night shade of a weeping willow that sat with a foot in the lake and another on land, not unlike a giant walking out of the water, he smiled up at the full moon before answering.

“Nothing. Just … thinking.”

Ron wondered why suddenly the voice in his mind had suddenly started to sound like Luna Lovegood.

“Thinking about love? It is a full moon night, you know. In the olden days people used to believe that full moons would drive people crazy,” the girl sat next to him on the log.

“Luna!” Ron exclaimed looking up and seeing Luna looking down at him.

“Who else did you think it would be Ronald?” the girl asked.

“I … uhm, well … what are you doing out so late? Are you looking for Ginny? Because she‘s asleep.”

“No. I just … I got up to go snoozlefoo hunting, but I thought I heard something in the distance. I started chasing this dark form through the forests and I saw it come this way.”

“Snoozesingflu?”

Luna stood up, and took out her wand suddenly causing Ron to jump back a bit, as she pointed the weapon at him. He hadn’t meant anything by it, Ron didn’t think he deserved being hexed.

“Luna wai--.”

“Lumos,” she remarked.

Ron turned to look away from the jinx that never came and saw a form standing beside the willow tree. It was a wolf. Ron jumped back again and took his own wand out, pointing like Luna did at the shadow beside the tree. The wolf beside the tree was improbably large, and Ron saw that it was standing. It was a werewolf and it was smiling, almost laughing.

“Ron Weasley? You’re Harry Potter’s friend aren’t you?” The werewolf snarled. The creature began to shift back into human form. “You can put those wands down. If I had wanted either of you dead I would have done it already. I could smell your friend scent there from miles away. As for you … you’re as noisy as a train wreck.”

“If you’re threatening us,” Ron started, but stopped as Luna put her hand on his arm. Ron noticed she had put her wand away.

“If I wanted you dead, you would be,” the boy standing there smiled. He was a handsome boy, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a wicked grin. To Ron’s way of thinking this was the kind of guy that he and all the regular boys hated, cocky, smart, and just plain annoying, someone who woke up in the morning and didn’t have to care if he impressed anyone because he simply did it just by being. “I was sent by … a mutual friend. I just came here to deliver a message. I’m here to warn you about your friend Harry Potter. He’s in trouble. Your friend Ottery has already been caught, and they’re targeting members of the Order.”

“So tell us something we don’t know, Death Eater.” Ron replied.

“I’m not a Death Eater, and if you don’t get to your friend Harry before daylight, he won’t be around for you to get too, later.” The boy was smiling wickedly.

“You know you’re naked?” Luna remarked and Ron blushed as he noticed the boy was standing undressed in front of them.

“One of the drawbacks of being a werewolf,” the boy smiled without the slightest sign of being ashamed.

♥

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Harry Potter blinked. The boy said he was Nicholas Black.

Harry turned to look at his godfather and he screamed. Sirius was standing there smiling one Death Eater hanging upside down from a lamppost bound in webbing, the other lying at his feet passed out and tied up with magical ropes. Fernier Greyback was standing behind Sirius, his hands claws with murderous intent. Sirius was smiling. That was the problem. Sirius smiled just like he had smiled at the Department of Mysteries, just like he had been smiling as Bellatrix had shot him, just like he had smiled as he was falling through the veil.

The spell had been harmless, it hadn’t been a killing curse, so how could Sirius Black be dead?

Harry could not let it happen again. Sirius Black would not die.

Harry screamed and the boy with the brown hair jumped down from the fence landing on the grassy ground softly. Harry took out his wand, why wasn’t the boy doing it too? Was he one of the Death Eaters? He looked much too young. There wasn’t time for this … there wasn’t any time.

The werewolf’s hand came down slashing Sirius’ back, and Harry yelled, running, firing every hex and jinx he could think of as his godfather fell to the ground. For some reason the spells did nothing they hit the werewolf but they were useless. Fenrir kept slashing and tearing at the man’s flesh, rending his clothes and his flesh from his body, blood splattering everywhere.

“It didn’t happen like that,” Nicholas complained. “That wasn’t how he died.”

“He doesn’t have to die, he didn’t … he … I could have saved him. I could have saved him,” he cried, falling to his knees in the middle of the darkened street.

“I thought you were remembering something,” the boy said, lamely.

“If I had been stronger. I could have saved him. I should have saved him.”

“So, this never happened,” Nicholas remarked, a note of sadness in his voice.

“This isn’t how he died. He fell behind a stupid veil. He can’t be dead.” Harry screamed, incredulously. It had been weeks but still he could not come to accept it.

“I’m sorry Harry, but Sirius is dead,” the brown haired boy remarked, putting a hand on the other boy’s shoulder.

All around them the night faded into mist. It was odd watching the world drip away like watercolors in the rain. Everything disappeared. Tears streaming down his face, the lightning scarred boy slapped the brown haired boy’s hand from his shoulder. Harry stood up wand at the ready facing the boy next to him. Harry screamed, “Who are you? And what the hell are you doing inside my head?”

The boy looked at Harry curiously, “I told you. My name is Nicholas Black. I’m Sirius Black’s son.”

As the eternal chess game of life played on, one character revealed himself meanwhile, another still hid in shadows, on the great continent in the beautiful city of Paris an old style muggle phone rang. The boy left off eating the chocolate covered crystallized pineapples. The box was heart shaped and the note on it read, “Relish your victory, for now. Love, Ottery St.”

The grey haired boy picked up the phone. “Yes?” he asked in French. “Who is it and what would you like?”

The voice on the other end of the phone crackling and mysterious simply said, “They’ve caught him. The Hong Kong triads have him. They wish to side with Lord Voldemort in the war. If you don’t act soon, the boy’s dead. Consider this a friendly nudge.”

“Who are you, and why are you telling me this?” the grey haired boy asked, ever reticent to fall for any traps. It was only the finely crafted and well thought out traps that he liked to play. He liked a challenging adversary.

“Because I owe Otts. Also, Teddy doesn’t know.”

“If you know Teddy, why haven’t you called him?”

“Because Love’s funny. Save him or don’t. I’ve done my part.” Click.

The line went dead and Angel sighed, putting down his copy of Romeo and Juliet. “I wonder if that boy’s ever going to learn to stay out of trouble.”

♥

Author's End Notes: Isabella is being a brat so ... *sighs* :music: she's an easy lover, get a hold on you believe it, like no other, before you know it you'll be on your knees :music: the 80's pwn this fic. See you guys in a while ... keep cool or warm depending on your half of the hemisphere, no? ;) Back laterz.

[MunchyBubbles]

How.. Did.. I miss this??? Goodness, my stalking skills needs to be improved!!!

OTTERY!!! It's me!! Pt :P (I had a bit of a name change a few months ago)

HAI!!!!!! I'm so stalking this from now on!!! :D

[purple·myst]

Wow, those were really good posts Ottery! I really like the Ron one especially :) And I'm Jenn :)

I wish that you weren't going away, so we'd get more posts sooner!! :D

[KellyBear]

Author's Note: It's Pat Benatar, Kellybear :P :music: C'mon hit me with your best shot :music:
:val2:You know, it's really a good thing I love you, or I'd be taking aim right now...or hostages *eyes Teddy*

Neways kiddies, I've been working like a horse, and here you have them. I apologize for any typos, feel free to point them out :lol: I will fix them.
:whistle: Just remember, you asked for it. And you wanted me to be specific. :mwaha: Actually, the update was great, all the mistakes were purely grammatical.:val4:

Remember this is still HBP and someone please remind me this is steampunk :lol:
:choochoo: Remember, this is steampunk :)


“And you say that life has things this strong,
I can recount to you how a flame is from inside,
I can tell you how much fire weighs,
And it’s just that loving in solitude,
Is like a hole without a bottom,
Where not even God exists …”
Alejandro Sanz, “To the first person” trans. Ottery St. Catchpole with apologies to the author
:loved:Seriously, I love Alejandro Sanz. That is soooo beautiful... :val5:

The thunder crackled in the sky, the rain pouring like sheets of tears and sorrow, as a red car drove around the cliff, the ocean waves slapping against the shore, and on a cliff rising high above the wild waters in the darkness, the old castle stood against the force of elements unleashed on that dark night.

The part I highlighted is really the main grammatical error. I'm pretty sure that sentence fragment, in order to be correct, has to refer back to the car. I know you love long sentences but this one really needs to be two or more to work.

“You don’t have to visit with him,” the girl remarked. I could go disguised as you. You’re too valuable …”
Just a missing quotation mark here.

“I don’t bargain with people’s lives,” the older wizard replied coldly, dropping any semblance of cordiality as if it were some disgusting thing he did not want soiling his blackened hand.
:val4:Eep, I love you. I l♥ve the imagery there. :bow:



It was an impossibly high ceiling chamber, a large fireplace, with the help of magic, warmed the large space filled by the small table they were sitting at. All around them large wizard tapestries depicting knights fighting dragons, and wizards fighting muggle oppression, and the Bolshevik revolution, suits of armor in between the tapestries and large rugs on the floor, but otherwise an empty room.
Most of the errors here are of tense, except where highlighted. The first, I think needs an "ed" and the second really needs to be a separate sentence.

“Be that as it may be, we are united against a common foe, are we not?” the old wizard didn’t nod and the man took his silence as assent, “So, why not ally our considerable resources to putting a stop to this usurper, this pretender.”

“Because then I would be giving you a foot in the door, so to speak, into the Order and the proper wizarding world. I won’t allow that, unless you meet my concessions.”

“Again you harp on that old man. This is a war we’re in, you can’t seriously …”

“No killing. No stealing. No …”

“What are you the Pope? Some kind of Christian conservative?”

“What I am is ever hopeful that you might come back into the fold,” Dumbledore replied, taking another sip of his tea.

“After what the Death Eaters did to … you have … do you have any idea …?” the man gripped the table and taking deep breaths. “I’m sorry, but …”

“I was there Sebastian. And I tell you, you’ve nothing to gain from lowering yourself to their tactics, and fighting them with their own dark magic.”

“I do not condone the use of dark magic except …”

“As a means to an end. And how much different is that from the wizards we’re trying to fight?” The headmaster retorted gently placing his cup on the saucer on the table and helping himself to a biscuit.

“We’ve argued these philosophies for a long time old man,” the stranger said looking away.

“For a very long time, Sebastian, but I remain …”

“I know. Ever hopeful,” the man laughed a little, the sarcasm as clear as Dumbledore‘s stance.

♥
:loved:I love the whole dialog here. :val5:

Oh, and Teddy, don't tempt me love, you know how much I love taking a dare...:shifty:

Otty, I will comment on the second update tomorrow. I must go to bed.:sleepy:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Lari (haven't seen you in ages love ♥ my next chapter is for you, but only if it doesn't suck)
Author's Note:
As promised, these posts are lovingly dedicated to Lari. :glomp: But only if they don't suck. ;)

I know! I mished you! And Kelly too *pokes her* ;) :glomp:
OMG! *faints* Yay! Of course they won't suck! Otty fics never suck! :glomp:

:woot: Tonks!!!! Dumbledore!!! I love it already :D


“Just the same, if you’re not out in an hour I’m popping in and blasting everything until I find you,” the girl replied with less gusto than she would have wanted. Her words seemed less powerful and she herself seemed distracted.


This is so Tonks. I love it.


“We’ve argued these philosophies for a long time old man,” the stranger said looking away.
“For a very long time, Sebastian, but I remain …”
“I know. Ever hopeful,” the man laughed a little, the sarcasm as clear as Dumbledore‘s stance.


I really love this conversation :yes: Especially Dumbledore's attitude. Sebastian seems really cool...Dumbledore's equal in a way o_O.

OMG! I love the banner...:P Yay! Ron's the main character? :woot: *fangirls*

Ron believed girls to normally be mad.

:rotfl: Yay! I love the narrative at the beginning of the post :yes: It has a really playful tone.


Ron Weasley didn’t know why exactly that was, they were always arguing about everything. But the odd thing was, it was infinitely more pleasant to argue with Hermione about anything than it was to spend time having anyone agree with everything he said.

Too cute for words ^_^

Snoozlefoo...nice touch :xd:

“One of the drawbacks of being a werewolf,” the boy smiled without the slightest sign of being ashamed.

Teehee! :blush: I've got to say, your original characters are way too interesting. *examines them with a magnifying glass*


The boy looked at Harry curiously, “I told you. My name is Nicholas Black. I’m Sirius Black’s son.”


HOLY EARS! Sirius has a son? Who doesn't seem to be that phased about his Dad dying? :faint:



The voice on the other end of the phone crackling and mysterious simply said, “They’ve caught him. The Hong Kong triads have him. They wish to side with Lord Voldemort in the war. If you don’t act soon, the boy’s dead. Consider this a friendly nudge.”

Scratch that question about the Triads. I get it now :P Tres scary, though :yes: Oh I mean very...teehee!

It was only the finely crafted and well thought out traps that he liked to play. He liked a challenging adversary.

:hmm: Angel reminds me of "L" or "Near" from Death Note. I like him :)


“Because Love’s funny. Save him or don’t. I’ve done my part.” Click.

The mysterious caller's in love with Teddy? :rotfl:

It's too bad you don't have access, I can't wait for the next posts. In any case, you've made up for it with these three posts :yes: Good luck without the internet I would die and have a safe trip :D

[hermionesclone]

OMG! Nicholas Black?! Sirius Black's son?! Wow! What a twist of events! I loved it! Tonks is so funny! The way she said she's going to blast everything to find Dumbledore! That's so Tonks! Dumbledore was cool as well! Loved the way he talked back to Sebastian! I wonder who the caller was? Hmmm... And this caller loves Teddy? Wow! Great post! Can't wait for more!

[Lissydove]

Oh how I love stopping in for three posts!

I just love how you write Dumbledore. If I tried to quote I would be quoting the whole update. Excellent and I can't wait for more details on Sebastian.

Next chapter is for Si & Lissylove cuz they remind me of Abra Abra Cadabra ... I want to reach out and grab ya

*squee* :glomp:

I heat up, I cant cool down
You got me spinnin
round and round
round and round and round it goes
Where it stops nobody knows

I love how Ron is pondering Hermione and Luna. I can't wait to see where the ships go!

It was obvious that the girls were madly in love, either with boys or the idea of love, but the love part was easily lost given the fact that Ron believed girls to normally be mad.

:lol:

“If I wanted you dead, you would be,” the boy standing there smiled. He was a handsome boy, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a wicked grin. To Ron’s way of thinking this was the kind of guy that he and all the regular boys hated, cocky, smart, and just plain annoying, someone who woke up in the morning and didn’t have to care if he impressed anyone because he simply did it just by being.

I like him already, but of course I can't help it.



“I’m sorry Harry, but Sirius is dead,” the brown haired boy remarked, putting a hand on the other boy’s shoulder.

:(

The boy looked at Harry curiously, “I told you. My name is Nicholas Black. I’m Sirius Black’s son.”

Excellent!

As the eternal chess game of life played on, one character revealed himself meanwhile, another still hid in shadows, on the great continent in the beautiful city of Paris an old style muggle phone rang. The boy left off eating the chocolate covered crystallized pineapples. The box was heart shaped and the note on it read, “Relish your victory, for now. Love, Ottery St.”

Intrigue!

And of course I need more. *greedy*

Author's End Notes: Isabella is being a brat so ... *sighs* she's an easy lover, get a hold on you believe it, like no other, before you know it you'll be on your knees the 80's pwn this fic. See you guys in a while ... keep cool or warm depending on your half of the hemisphere, no? Back laterz.

My toddler just nodded off on my lap, so I needs be getting up. I loved the updates and look forward greatly to your return. :glomp: and *loves*

[KellyBear]

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♥♥ In all girls were too confusing, mostly mad creatures to be admired from a distance. Of late however, he had noticed they were more interesting to admire from up close.♥♥

♥♥ But the odd thing was, it was infinitely more pleasant to argue with Hermione about anything than it was to spend time having anyone agree with everything he said.♥♥

♥♥ “You know you’re naked?” Luna remarked and Ron blushed as he noticed the boy was standing undressed in front of them.♥♥



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*ignores the non-werewolf-like werewolf behavior* I could not find anything aside from a few comma errors and those were not worth mentioning. Everything else was pure love, especially the quotes above:love:

[Si]

Ottery boo I have ALWAYS loved how descriptive you get when you write and you have not failed me this time. I love the way you write Dumbledore. GUHHH.
Next chapter is for Si & Lissylove cuz they remind me of :music: Abra Abra Cadabra ... I want to reach out and grab ya :music:
AWWW YAY ILOVEYOU :glomp:

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that is one awesome picture love ;)

It was in the lake in front of the house where late nights, Ron and his brothers and friends would go skinny dipping. Lake Weasley they called it, and on hot summer nights that is where the boys cooled off, from the weather and their hormones.
Skinny dipping eh? :shifty:
I'd so do that with them :lol:

Ron Weasley like Ottery was of the always-late-to-the-party party, and neither had realized quite what had happened to the girl’s around them. It was obvious that the girls were madly in love, either with boys or the idea of love, but the love part was easily lost given the fact that Ron believed girls to normally be mad. Something we can excuse our hero for because he had been raised in a household full of boys.
Mmmm I love that Ron thinks girls are mad for being in love. The way you wrote him here kind of reminds me of my current boy because he thought love was a silly thing. That is until he met me ;)

There was no denying they were both intelligent, but Hermione seemed to have a never ending romance with books and the library, and Luna always seemed lost in thought, and whenever she said something it surprised Ron. Should he laugh, or was it something Luna had meant seriously? In all girls were too confusing, mostly mad creatures to be admired from a distance. Of late however, he had noticed they were more interesting to admire from up close.
:lol:

“Thinking about love? It is a full moon night, you know. In the olden days people used to believe that full moons would drive people crazy,” the girl sat next to him on the log.
I love Luna. :D

Harry Potter blinked. The boy said he was Nicholas Black.
WAIT WHAT.


The boy looked at Harry curiously, “I told you. My name is Nicholas Black. I’m Sirius Black’s son.”
AGAIN WHAT!?

“Because Love’s funny. Save him or don’t. I’ve done my part.”
aye that it is ;)

Author's End Notes: Isabella is being a brat so ... *sighs* :music: she's an easy lover, get a hold on you believe it, like no other, before you know it you'll be on your knees :music: the 80's pwn this fic. See you guys in a while ... keep cool or warm depending on your half of the hemisphere, no? ;) Back laterz.
stay safe <33333333
can't wait to read more

[Lollipop!]

NEW READER!
I LOVE THIS STORY!
IT'S FANTASTIC!

[Maxilocks]

*runs in, falls, screams*

OHMYGOSH! I'M BACK! :woot: xDDD

Now to get down to reading everything I've missed, being away.
*hughughughugHUG*

[Lollipop!]

PAMS!PAMS!PAMS!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Got internet for a few minutes so I thought I'd sneak in ... :shifty:

Neways, I've written ten pages on this story, more ... yeah, but it needs to be beta'd, hopefully soon. I will be back, oh, and Ali's birthday is on the 18th so ... :P spam his inbox with birthday wishes on that day, yo!

And I will probably be posting the next update in this post cuz I don't wanna get in trouble for spamming so :P

I'm listening to "Details in the fabric" by Jason Mraz, go youtube it kids ... *sniffles*

Why can't life ever be easy? Why must we suffer? Why are the people we love often the cause of the greatest pain in our hearts? :shifty: those are themes of this story ... yeah, and have nothing to do with how I feel right now ... yeah, this story.

Back soon, HERE, with a post. ♥ peace out kids!

EDIT 1: Told you all to keep an eye on this post ... :shifty:

Today's moment of Zen:
We forge our happiness today through the sorrows of our past mistakes ...

EDIT 2:The revenge of the Edit Seriously pay attention ... LOL R/L yay! :shifty: Maybe ... I also ship L/D & D/G so ... I'm not saying so stop asking ... :lol:

[KellyBear]

*tries to send you subliminal messages about R/L or N/L* Ship them...shiiiip them...*cue spooky sci-fi music*

[HannahLongbottom]

Not Neville and Luna ship! Nooooooooo! :cry:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

A/N: This is STILL not beta'd so ... read at your own risk. I swear I should just ask Katiebell to come in here and edit my posts :blush: but she's too busy so ... I really should e-mail her ... :loved:

Neways, whatever, my grammar doesn't suck that bad. You're reading this aren't you? Oh stop cringing already ... kiddies, you know the rules, post any corrections you'd like and here's more story. I've been gone too long.
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:music: Holdin' on,
The days drag on
Stupid girl
I should've known, I should've known

That I'm not a princess
This ain't a fairytale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell :music:

A/N: If you don't listen to Taylor Swift, you should!

Chapter: Love is a battlefield

O: Lovingly dedicated to Si & Lissy♥love ‘cuz they’re old friends … I guess that would make them Old School, no?
T: *fires the cannons* and thanks Lari, for inspiring Otty to write me a romance :mwaha:


Regret is an emotion made of equal parts sorrow, stupidity, and other ingredients that escape me at the moment, and while the exact recipe did not pop into Ottery’s head at the time; the dark haired boy felt the sad pangs of it in his heart. His eyes wandered over the cell he was trapped in, dank and dark, the rats were his only company, thankfully they were well read and traveled and not your garden variety dull rats, but still, he was bound in chains and not ropes so they could do little to help him escape.

At the moment, however, he was all alone, his rodent companions fetching what information they could for him. This left Ottery sitting alone in a darkened room, not the first time he had found himself in just such a predicament, lost in thoughts of girls in white dresses running through fields of sunflowers.

“You’ll never catch me Otty,” the little girl laughingly teased, her voice like spring and joy dancing.

“Who said I wanted to catch you, anyway?” the dark haired boy complained grumpily, crossing his arms and sitting on the tree stump.

“Oh don’t be like that Otty,” Hermione complained. “It’s Easter and you volunteered to be the bunny.”

“Yeah, Otty, and besides,” Ginny teased, “It can’t be Easter without a bunny hop chase.”

Ron smiled at his friend, dressed as he was in a bunny suit, while the twins and Harry tried hard not to laugh. Mrs. Weasley walked up to the boy and straightened his bow tie, and whispered, “Oh, don’t you mind them, Ottery dear. They’re just jealous because you’re the best bunny we’ve ever had, dear.”

Ottery could remember the year the twins had played rabbit, pelting everyone with rotten eggs, hiding colored eggs that exploded when you found them, and using magic during the bunny hop chase (which was a Weasley tradition) to tie everyone up in brightly colored streamers and stealing their candy.

The boy was lost in happier days. Ottery wondered what Ron was doing just then, and if he’d ever see another Easter at the Burrow. Somehow he always managed to land in trouble, and by some remote chance he always escaped with his skin intact. This time, however, Teddy was lost somewhere completely oblivious to what Ottery was doing, The Order of the Phoenix was busy with Lord Voldemort’s return, and he couldn’t count on his other friends, because they were all busy saving the world, or plotting to take it over.

Ottery ignored the slow drip of water preferring to lose himself in another memory. This time it was a beautiful tea party, everyone dressed in white, pastels or brightly colored robes to celebrate the coming of summer, and the Burrow had been enchanted so that it wasn’t raining there though all the counties around where swamped in typical late spring downpours. Ottery sighed and handed two eggs to Hedwig with orders to drop them on the twins, while he set his sights on Ron who sitting across from him at the breakfast table outside the burrow. For, once again finding themselves with far too many guests and not enough room in the kitchen, the Weasleys had opted to have all their meals outside.

A bowl of strawberries flew across the table past Ottery, followed by another filled with cream and still another with sugar. Still, he sat there head in hands just watching Ron happily wolfing down his stack of blueberry waffles, which Ottery had especially made for him. Ottery fancied himself a bit of a chef in the making. Next to Ron, Harry talked with Ginny, who was sitting next to the dark haired boy, completely oblivious to the fact that her sweet charms were working their magic on him. To Harry’s mind Ginny had become this completely interesting girl now that she actually talked.

The days could always be counted as being happy with the Weasleys at the burrow, or with Harry and the gang when they were off on a summer adventure or another. Here the boy started to reminisce about that time their fourth year when they’d gone to Paris chasing after that werewolf they had believed to be in possession of Dumbledore’s pants.

“Hey, Otty, look! I can see your chateau from up here,” Ron remarked.

Ottery simply smiled. It was nice, standing next to Ron on the Eiffel tower, and at night no less, the whole world seemed to sparkle beneath them, a mirror to the starry sky above them. They could see a large, steam powered zeppelin in the distance, and a long steam train winding through the city.

“Funny isn’t it, how all of this was for nothing though,” Ron remarked.

“What do you mean, Ron?” Ottery asked.

“Well, we were chasing that bloke because we thought he’d stolen Dumbledore’s pants, but … Dumbledore’s a wizard so … of course he doesn’t wear pants, he wears robes.”

Ottery just smiled and pounced on Ron in a playful way. It was difficult not to love the boy just for being himself.

Then there was their adventure in India, Hermione and Ottery were kissing, hoping to disguise themselves from the local authorities who were searching for a party of rambunctious, and obnoxious American tourists (which meant Teddy & Otty) and their British companions (which meant the rest of the Hogwarts gang).

“Ottery you dolt!” Hermione exclaimed, slapping the boy across the face. It was then the dark haired boy was awakened from his memories by the sound of the door opening, a shaft of hard light piercing the darkness, blinding him, and a fleeting figure entered the room too quickly. The door shut and all was darkness again.

“Lumos,” and the room was alight, the boy closed his eyes. As they adjusted to the light he ventured a look and he saw her standing there. All long black hair under a beret, she winked, and gave him a smile before walking over to him. The boy flinched, as she took out her wand. Torture was never a pleasant thing, and he still hadn’t talked, or rather he had talked endlessly for the sake of not saying anything important. “Alohamora.”

The shackles opened and the boy fell to the floor in a slump. He knew some silent spells, but couldn’t think of one to use now, as if he were under the spell of the confundus charm.

“Would you like something to eat? You need to keep your strength up,” the young woman said, as she made a short table appear out of thin air and on it sat a plate full of sandwiches and a goblet with wine. The boy made no move to take any of it, did not even rub his aching wrist but merely sat there looking up at her. He recognized her. “Your friends will be here to rescue you soon. You’re going to need your strength then.”

“You’re …”

She put a finger to her lips, winked again and smiled.

“Teddy?” He asked, as he grabbed the goblet, thirsty as he was after days of being without water.

“No.”

“Then who …”

“You must have friends in high places, love. Because there’s an Angel in the city.”

At those words, Ottery spit out his drink and stared at the girl in disbelief.

♥

End Note: So we end with a spit take ... inspired by Sam and Carly from iCarly, you all should watch that show too, I think Freddie is cute ... and Spencer's a riot. LOL

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

:music: Never gonna stop, never gonna stop!
The feeling of love is happiness!
You were not in pain, you were not in pain!
Love is the reason for your sadness!
~You Gonna Feel- Hav...I listen to way too much J-rock :P


His eyes wandered over the cell he was trapped in, dank and dark, the rats were his only company, thankfully they were well read and traveled and not your garden variety dull rats, but still, he was bound in chains and not ropes so they could do little to help him escape.


:xd: Those are some interesting rats :lol:


Ron smiled at his friend, dressed as he was in a bunny suit, while the twins and Harry tried hard not to laugh.

:xd: :xd: :xd: :xd: TOO CUTE! :xd: :xd: :glomp:

This time, however, Teddy was lost somewhere completely oblivious to what Ottery was doing, The Order of the Phoenix was busy with Lord Voldemort’s return, and he couldn’t count on his other friends, because they were all busy saving the world, or plotting to take it over.


Oh, gosh! Otty has evil friends? :evil:


To Harry’s mind Ginny had become this completely interesting girl now that she actually talked.


:lmao: Too true...that line works for lots of people too :yes:


Hermione and Ottery were kissing
“Ottery you dolt!” Hermione exclaimed, slapping the boy across the face.
:gasp: :gasp: What no H/R ship? Though anything with Ots is fun to read :P



“You must have friends in high places, love. Because there’s an Angel in the city.”

At those words, Ottery spit out his drink and stared at the girl in disbelief.


Ooooooooh! Angel sounds so coooooool!



♥

End Note: So we end with a spit take ... inspired by Sam and Carly from iCarly, you all should watch that show too, I think Freddie is cute ... and Spencer's a riot. LOL

iCarly does rock :yes: so does Freddie

[hermionesclone]

Hahaha! :lol: Their adventures were so funny! I couldn't help laughing at that! And the bunny chase! Especially the part when Fred and George were bunnies! Easter must be really interesting at the Weasley's! Wonder who that girl is! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!

[allucha]

So I'm finally caught up! I realised how slowwww of a reader I've become XD I mean, wow. I had it with me and read it during the car ride today, and I kept laughing when it came to the last update. It was pretty much pure Otty-Brilliance, in it's truest form. I loveddddddddd this segment:

“Well, we were chasing that bloke because we thought he’d stolen Dumbledore’s pants, but … Dumbledore’s a wizard so … of course he doesn’t wear pants, he wears robes.”

Ottery just smiled and pounced on Ron in a playful way. It was difficult not to love the boy just for being himself.

Then there was their adventure in India, Hermione and Ottery were kissing, hoping to disguise themselves from the local authorities who were searching for a party of rambunctious, and obnoxious American tourists (which meant Teddy & Otty) and their British companions (which meant the rest of the Hogwarts gang).

“Ottery you dolt!” Hermione exclaimed, slapping the boy across the face. It was then the dark haired boy was awakened from his memories by the sound of the door opening, a shaft of hard light piercing the darkness, blinding him, and a fleeting figure entered the room too quickly. The door shut and all was darkness again.

The way you went from humour to reality was ace.

So. Keep it up, Foxtrot, you're rocking the Steampunk! Oh, and thanks for the birthday thingy... I think. :P :glomp:

[Maxilocks]

“Well, we were chasing that bloke because we thought he’d stolen Dumbledore’s pants, but … Dumbledore’s a wizard so … of course he doesn’t wear pants, he wears robes.”
:lmao:

Awesome update, I love you and your work.
Post more soon, pretty please. <3

[Lissydove]

OLD SCHOOL!

hehe

I just got in to read, had work over the weekend. I don't know if I told ya, Otts but the meanies there took away internet. :( So I don't do much here on SS on work weekends.

Anyway! What a lovely Monday surprise!

O: Lovingly dedicated to Si & Lissy♥love ‘cuz they’re old friends … I guess that would make them Old School, no?
T: *fires the cannons* and thanks Lari, for inspiring Otty to write me a romance

:loved:

Regret is an emotion made of equal parts sorrow, stupidity, and other ingredients that escape me at the moment, and while the exact recipe did not pop into Ottery’s head at the time; the dark haired boy felt the sad pangs of it in his heart. His eyes wandered over the cell he was trapped in, dank and dark, the rats were his only company, thankfully they were well read and traveled and not your garden variety dull rats, but still, he was bound in chains and not ropes so they could do little to help him escape.

I started off :( so true and well said and ended with a :lol: on this paragraph. I love it.

“Oh, don’t you mind them, Ottery dear. They’re just jealous because you’re the best bunny we’ve ever had, dear.”

Oh, I'm going to have to remember that you were the best bunny ever, Otts. :shifty:

The Order of the Phoenix was busy with Lord Voldemort’s return, and he couldn’t count on his other friends, because they were all busy saving the world, or plotting to take it over.

Interesting variety in friends.


“Well, we were chasing that bloke because we thought he’d stolen Dumbledore’s pants, but … Dumbledore’s a wizard so … of course he doesn’t wear pants, he wears robes.”

Yeah, I loved this line too. :lol:

Then there was their adventure in India, Hermione and Ottery were kissing, hoping to disguise themselves from the local authorities who were searching for a party of rambunctious, and obnoxious American tourists (which meant Teddy & Otty) and their British companions (which meant the rest of the Hogwarts gang).

I love how you and Teddy can be a "party" all on your own.


“You must have friends in high places, love. Because there’s an Angel in the city.”

At those words, Ottery spit out his drink and stared at the girl in disbelief.

You always leave me wanting to know more!

Loved the update! :glomp:

End Note: So we end with a spit take ... inspired by Sam and Carly from iCarly, you all should watch that show too, I think Freddie is cute ... and Spencer's a riot. LOL

Spit take! Yes, we watch that show here! :lol: I agree, Freddie is adorable. Silly Carly. Spencer steals the show for me.

[MunchyBubbles]

Ohhhh Such an awesome update!! I love it Ottery!!! Keep up the amazing work!!

And Heyyyy I'm Old school too!!!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Thank you all for sticking with my story, even if my story sticks to the roof of your mouth like peanut butter ... you know ... it gets annoying and what not ...

SS looks so much better on Safari, I should try goggle chrome ...

To begin with I'd like to rectify a mistake on my part, because *Flower* is indeed certified Old School :loved: she's the PT Princess, and other assorted aliases ... she has to keep changing them because she's a baseball fan and you have to be careful of football fans they get out of hand *eyes Teddy warily* yes Mexico won, we pwn! *fires the cannons*

Therefore it is to *Flower* a.k.a. I liked that cute baseball guy, girl :lol: and Allucha because it is his birthday that I dedicate the following updates. But first, replies, then *Teddy plays mysterious music* ... a much needed recap because even though the term hasn't started a lot has happened ...

Lari, uhm, Freddie is mine ... *glomps* and Sam's. I totally ship them together ... :blush: I think it's cute Freddie like Carly but ... nah. I loved your music too ... thanks for reading ... you're certified Old School! *fires the cannons*

hermionesclone, thank you for reading my fic, I love new readers. I'm glad you liked the Fred and George bunnies, I just love bunnies in general but ...

Allucha, Happy Birthday agent A, don't worry about reading everyday I only post once in a great while LOL and thank you for all the compliments on my writing, I hope I am getting better, I've been doing it for a while. :blush:

SenoritaMaxie, uhm, did you just start a new fic? Seriously, you're addicted. LOL I just started reading your other one about Death? Why can't I remember titles? Gah!

Lissylove you're the bestest *runningtackleglomps* and I am the bunny ... when I'm not the otter :P And Teddy and I really are our own party ... :blush: with fireworks and everything *Teddy fires the cannons at Otty but misses and takes out the Bermuda triangle* I hope nobody needed that.

Kellybear, Si, Thumper, X-girl, Lily Lupin, LilyLunaGinnyPotter, HannahLongbottom and the rest of y'all, we miss you ... *sniffles* come on back now y'hear?

Quick RECAP (For those of you who, like Otty, are perpetually late to the party):

Our story finds our intrepid heroine Hermione in the throes of a book on subversive Hogwarts history (which may or may not later come into play). Harry for his part was in the middle of a car chase with Sirius Black his godfather, chasing after some Death Eaters. Their merry chase led them to a neighborhood and a street fight which introduced us to the character of Nicholas Black, Sirius Black's son? (I'm not telling :P ).

Next, we find Ottery St. Catchpole prisoner of Rodolphus LeStrange in Hong Kong of all places. Lord Voldemort it seems is planning an alliance with the Chinese Magical Triads. Tonks escorts Professor Dumbledore to see a new face in the magical world, a very dangerous face, an old friend ... Sebastian Shaw. They part ways, Dumbledore refusing to accept Sebastian's help because his army employs the same evil tactics that the Death Eaters do.

As if that wasn't enough action to keep you all awake at nights wondering how Ottery's shorts are a horcrux, then I don't how you all sleep at nights? *realizes that sentence makes no sense* Teddy will fire the cannons at anyone who objects. You have been warned.

Meanwhile back at the Burrow, Ron is mooning about love, but for whom? It's too early to tell. When Luna pops up looking for snoozlefoos and a naked werewolf pops up looking for trouble. :gasp: Harry confronts Nicholas about his identity, and somewhere in Paris a cute boy receives a mysterious phone call about saving an old ... hmm ... (friend? enemy? playful adversary? playful friend?) No, I'm not telling you that either :P

As if all that wasn't more plot than most episodes of Hannah Montana, we turn our eyes back to Ottery who receives a late night dinner guest in his cell, a girl he knows, but who mysteriously stops him from uttering her name before we can learn it. Dang you Ottery, and dang your pov!

:frog:

And now on Ottery's Human Nature ... *the hair on the back of Otty's neck is all a tingle* Uh, uh, uh, more action and adventure :lol: just you watch.

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Chapter: Spinner’s End

“Do you think it wise to come here, Dumbledore? They are watching me, as you well know,” Professor Snape whispered quietly and silkily.

“Oh, I don’t worry about the muggles. I took every precaution,” the headmaster replied twirling around the small study in his muggle disguise, a pair of plaid red and white pants, a purple shirt, yellow vest, and bright almost blindingly so, pink jacket.

“I meant the others,” Snape remarked pulling up his shirt sleeve.

Dumbledore smiled, hands behind his back. He winked.

“I sent Wormtail on a busy errand.”

“That’s very well, it’s best he doesn’t know that I was here, in any event,” Dumbledore stood there smiling at Severus who asked him to sit and invited him to tea, sadly there was nothing in his home like a sweet biscuit, and Dumbledore did not much care for saltines so the headmaster contented himself with just lemon tea.

“Headmaster, you do know about the vow I had to take. Other Death Eaters could just drop in unannounced at any time.”

“To their peril." Dumbledore replied, looking at his Potions Master from above his glasses. "What could be more normal than the headmaster coming to visit one of his professors so close to the end of last term, especially when I’m here to inform you that you’re to take over the Defense against the Dark Arts post?”

Professor Snape stood dumbfounded.

Struck by the news, the Potions Master did not know what to say or do, but merely stood, disbelievingly. Dumbledore never played jokes with him, yes, the headmaster was a funny man but even Dumbledore knew better than to try jesting with Severus Snape, though there had been occasions when Snape thought the professor had been less than serious with him.

The Potions Master waited for the punch line, but none ever came.

“If all goes as I’ve planned, and I’m absolutely sure it won’t,” Professor Dumbledore continued, “I can get Horace Slughorn to the position of Potions Master and you can then take the vacant defense position.” Dumbledore stood up and put his hand on Severus’ shoulder. “There are many things I am entrusting to you my friend. I do not doubt, when the time comes, that you will not fail me.”

Severus looked at Dumbledore’s face, the headmaster’s eyes sparkled with joy in spite of the care and worry present there, and his lips wore that kind smile Severus had first seen when he walked through the gates of the school his first year at Hogwarts.

Professor Snape’s face as always remained impassive, his usual expression of derisive boredom present. In spite of it, he managed to say, “Thank you headmaster. I look forward to serving you to the best of my abilities.”

Dumbledore nodded knowingly, "Serving the school and the students, as well as you've always done, Severus." Dumbledore finished his tea in one gulp and looked up in time to see a shadow disappearing behind the window sill outside. It was just his imagination surely, Severus would have had the house warded against eavesdroppers. “Well that’s all the time I have I’m afraid. I have to go pick up Harry Potter, he’ll be staying with me until term begins.”

Snape was shocked at that bit of news as well. Professor Dumbledore for his part, merely commented on the interesting books that made up Professor Snape’s large library/study. The Potions Master really did have a tiny house, obviously, even wizarding world school teachers did not earn much.

:snape:

Author's End Note: Next ... *gigglesfiresthecannonsbyaccident* Teddy! Only he's not a bear, but everything else is still the same ... :mwaha:

[allucha]

Thank you all for sticking with my story, even if my story sticks to the roof of your mouth like peanut butter ... you know ... it gets annoying and what not ...

SS looks so much better on Safari, I should try goggle chrome ...

But I like peanut butter! It's all nummy. :P And oooh, you're making me want to get safari. :lol:

Happy Birthday agent A, don't worry about reading everyday I only post once in a great while LOL and thank you for all the compliments on my writing, I hope I am getting better, I've been doing it for a while.
Why thank you Foxtrot. And you know what, as amazingly surprising as it is (but only cause you began as superb!!!) I think you're getting better. :P

Chinese Magical Triads
Bwahaha I thought it was that triads! Woo!

As if that wasn't enough action to keep you all awake at nights wondering how Ottery's shorts are a horcrux, then I don't how you all sleep at nights? *realizes that sentence makes no sense* Teddy will fire the cannons at anyone who objects. You have been warned.
Oh gosh, lmfao. Wow, dude. Seriously. *bows*

And.... zomg, you make that tea cozy look SO much better. :lol: :whistle:

“Oh, I don’t worry about the muggles. I took every precaution,” the headmaster replied twirling around the small study in his muggle disguise, a pair of plaid red and white pants, a purple shirt, yellow vest, and bright almost blindingly so, pink jacket.
Wizards... :xd:

But... without quoting the whole post. I'm gonna say. Whoa. I liked that, it was a nice little insight onto a Dumbledore&Snape moment. Probably why I loved the end of DH so much, Snape's such an interesting not-evil! :P character.

And =O TEDDY!

Lovin' this, Sir Foxtrot. And be here I shall when I can. *stalks*

[MunchyBubbles]

SS looks so much better on Safari, I should try goggle chrome ...

To begin with I'd like to rectify a mistake on my part, because *Flower* is indeed certified Old School :loved: she's the PT Princess, and other assorted aliases ... she has to keep changing them because she's a baseball fan and you have to be careful of football fans they get out of hand *eyes Teddy warily* yes Mexico won, we pwn! *fires the cannons*

Therefore it is to *Flower* a.k.a. I liked that cute baseball guy, girl :lol: and Allucha because it is his birthday that I dedicate the following updates. But first, replies, then *Teddy plays mysterious music* ... a much needed recap because even though the term hasn't started a lot has happened ...

YAY!!!!! ^_^ I'm old school!!! Otty!! I have missed you!! and Yes! I still am PT Princess Thea,ohhh and.. The Thugs say hi!! *waves* And yes you have to watch out for us baseball fans..

But I got married.. so I don't love the Baseball guy anymore!!

So now I'm an adorable Skunk from the movie Bambi!! ^_^

SS looks pretty good on google chrome!!


“Oh, I don’t worry about the muggles. I took every precaution,” the headmaster replied twirling around the small study in his muggle disguise, a pair of plaid red and white pants, a purple shirt, yellow vest, and bright almost blindingly so, pink jacket.

EEE!!! Awesome outfit!!! Not inconspicuous at all! :P

Like in the old school Batman, where they went inconspicuously from the room... out the window!!

[KellyBear]

The really cool part about you being in the same room is that I already pointed out what I saw, so yay!
Idk, I always thought Dumbledore was such a snappy dresser. I mean, his robes rock!
I love the whole Dumbledore/Snape moment. You write them so well.

OMG I am sooo Team Jacob...can I have Jacob for my birthday? Ok, so no :lol: I shouldn't be greedy, given that I already have a superhot, shirtless supernatural guy. :loved:Will jump out of my cake? Please???

Ottery's plot twists work better than any confundus charm.:dizzy:

So what can I do to get you to throw in a little R/L?:shifty:

[hermionesclone]

Haha! Dumbledore's outfit! Talk about blending in! I love his robes, though! Wow! The Dumbledore/Snape moment! You've portrayed them really well! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Lissydove]

Thank you all for sticking with my story, even if my story sticks to the roof of your mouth like peanut butter ... you know ... it gets annoying and what not ...

I agree with Ali, I like peanut butter. :yes: Eat it straight up on a spoon at times. Yum.

Lissylove you're the bestest *runningtackleglomps* and I am the bunny ... when I'm not the otter And Teddy and I really are our own party ... with fireworks and everything *Teddy fires the cannons at Otty but misses and takes out the Bermuda triangle* I hope nobody needed that.

*loves on the Otter-Bunny*

Our story finds our intrepid heroine Hermione in the throes of a book on subversive Hogwarts history (which may or may not later come into play).

Knowing you, Otts... :shifty:

Love the recap. :xd: Horcrux shorts indeed.

“That’s very well, it’s best he doesn’t know that I was here, in any event,” Dumbledore stood there smiling at Severus who asked him to sit and invited him to tea, sadly there was nothing in his home like a sweet biscuit, and Dumbledore did not much care for saltines so the headmaster contented himself with just lemon tea.

Now there is the problem. Get that man some sweets!

“If all goes as I’ve planned, and I’m absolutely sure it won’t,” Professor Dumbledore continued, “I can get Horace Slughorn to the position of Potions Master and you can then take the vacant defense position.” Dumbledore stood up and put his hand on Severus’ shoulder. “There are many things I am entrusting to you my friend. I do not doubt, when the time comes, that you will not fail me.”

Ugh. That foreshadowing gets me. :( The whole scene was well done. I could totally see that conversation going down just like that. Great post Otts!

Oh and yes, I loved Dumbledore's disguise. :xd:

Looking forward to more! So many interesting plot lines to come... What will be nest? :shifty:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Another post for Human Nature, kids, the story that's like jam, all sticky and gooey and it really wouldn't do to put it in a jar with itself like those swirly peanut butter and jam jar thingies with the funky peanut looking at you all smilie and wrong on the label ... OMG! Nooooooooooooooooeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss!!!!1111 1111111

Ali, Safari sounds kewl but it's not if you're looking for graphics, and it runs really slow on my computer ... but then again I have dial up so everything runs like it's running through maple syrup so ... *fires the cannons really slowly*

And thank you for the compliments Ali, :blush: *Teddy discreetly hands you a bag of gold and some floo powder*

*Flower* :flower: :gasp: so you got married, wow, congratulations ... it has been a long time :lol:

It's kewl that you found your true love and you don't need baseball guy anymore ... I really can't remember his name, but dang he was cute LOL I bet you Lissy remembers ... :shifty:

Kellybear is love :glomp: and :loved: when she's not being all :whip: and :whistle: or :shifty: or she's had too much :coffee: jk I ♥ u.

Kellybear is the unofficial official beta for my story so any grammatical mistakes are her fault :lol: or I just pretended she didn't correct me cuz I like Otty grammar better :lol: so this next post is for you Kellybear, and she wanted me to post it NOW cuz she just beta'd it, so ... :lol: here it is, coming up.

Kita, thank you for reading I think everyone else left and found better stories :lol: I can't blame them ... :lol: As for the Dumbledore, Snape moment *I'm an old shipper and we never use the slash unless it's H/G :lol: or something* I was trying to be very much like the book. I know I'm not JK but I'm trying to channel her ...

And lastly but never leastly, Lissy♥Love, hehehe, you'll notice the chapter titles are still all from 80's rock songs ... google 'em if you wanna know which ones ... though some are so obvious :lol:

I can't believe you and Ali like PB, <_< I don't hate it but ... we're not the best of friends ... Kelly made me eat it for a whole summer because she said it was good for my heart and I had so much of it ... PB and banana sandwiches deep fried, PB sandwiches, PB and steak, PB and salad, PB and chocolate ... :dizzy: I just ... :blink: well, we're a little awkward around each other right now ...

The shorts are the last horcrux Lissy but that's for the next book :shifty: I mean this ff's sequel.

My personal theory is that Snape just never had any sweet stuff ... *pets Snape* but after DH ... if you don't love Snape, God will punish you ... :lol: seriously the whole Snape and ... OMG! *getsEmo* :cry: *Teddy pushes the cameras away and leads Otty into the limo* T: No comment, no comment. *Teddy proceeds to beat up John Stossel and sneaks in Anderson Cooper cuz we like him*

Thank you all for still reading and for all the compliments too ... so ... here's some more ... courtesy of Teddy and me.


Disclaimer: While this chapter doesn't officially contain Ron, he's too cute to ignore ... :mwaha: besides its my fic so ... :P

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Chapter: Don’t turn around, (uh-oh-ooh) The Commissars in town (uh-oh-ooh)

The day that came before the night which brought Ron and Luna a strange visitation by a werewolf dawned. As morning turned to afternoon this fact would remain unknown to Harry, as it had yet to transgress. Harry, who, at that precise moment, contemplated the possibility of Sirius having had a child.

Restless with the censored news coming from the Daily Prophet, annoyed that he was still cooped up with the Dursleys, and at the point of obscene anger at the rotten fate that had chosen him to be 'the chosen one' when he was just a boy who wanted very much to have a very normal life, well, as normal as wizarding folk had, he roamed the streets, his wand out openly slamming against picket fences like a boy running a stick across things.

Harry Potter wanted something, but he didn't know what. Had anyone suggested that he searched for trouble from Death Eaters so openly waving his wand around, walking alone inviting an attack, Harry would have balked at the idea. The facts, however, were hard to deny. The reason behind his untapped rage was this boy Nicholas Black, if indeed that was his name.

Why hadn’t Sirius mentioned he had a son? Who was the boy’s mother? What was this boy to Harry, if indeed he was anything? Too many thoughts were running through Harry Potter’s head all at once and very quickly like trying to make a wish on a falling star before it disappeared.

But broad daylight shined all around him, and there were no stars to be seen in the daylight time sky, none to wish on, not in a park in the middle of Little Whinging, a place no longer safe, if one believed the wizarding newspaper, and the ministry.

On the other side of town, a seemingly quiet neighborhood exploded into violence as four wizards in dark robes entered a muggle residence, attacked the house, tearing and rending everything apart, exploding the windows and setting the place afire, before dragging out a wizard into the street and executing him in front of his family, a paper label attached to the man read: Blood traitor.

This latest attack simply another sign of the escalating nature of the violence the Death Eaters had begun employing in the hope of bringing their war to the eyes of muggles. Only recently, the Department of Mysteries had lost one of its key agents, gone deep under cover to infiltrate a vampire clan, the Maliants. He had last reported that they were already in bed with Lord Voldemort.

Some wizards were happy at the fact that Sebastian Shaw had returned from quiet retirement to save the wizarding world again, bringing with him The Sacred Order of Fallen Knights. Others merely groaned, as they knew the escalating violence the Death Eaters employed would only be matched by the Sacred Order.

Unseen above the city, a steam powered zeppelin floated and within it a brown haired boy sighed, pacing as he threw knives at the walls, testing his agility and marksmanship. Teddy bored easily, and Ottery had not been at their predetermined rendezvous for his pick up.

"Dumb twat probably got himself killed or something stupid like that. Never mind, how am I going to spend my days without someone to amuse me." Teddy sighed. "He'd make a perfect target right about now."

Teddy turned in the split instant of a second, reached behind his back and had flung a knife before he realized someone had knocked and come in. Tiffany, the girl with short black hair and cute kitty ears walked in, as the knife just missed hitting her, thudding as it buried itself in the wood frame of the door next to her cheek. Tiffany sighed, rolled her eyes and continued walking into the room unfazed.

“You’re a wizard, Teddy, seriously. What do you think your wand is for?”

“Waving around,” he replied twirling the end of it and making flowers appear. They fell on the floor all around her.

“I’d volunteer to teach you how to use it, but I fear what danger you’d be then. If you became more apt with your wand, I mean,” the girl replied catching the last flower. It wilted in her hands falling into a small pile of ash at the boy’s feet.

Teddy smiled at that, Tiffany rolled her eyes, and the boy proceeded, “I’m not one of those blokes who thinks the only way to impress a girl is with his wand. I think …”

“The use of excessive violence is the solution to all problems. That friends, like napkins, are disposable. That girls are lap warmers or pretty decor. So, please, spare me the double entendres Teddy D. Bear, I’m well acquainted with your quaint ideas, as well as your other attributes."

"I can kill a man with a stare. I can eat more Peeps than any human alive. I own the complete Beatles collection, in vinyl. I ... Go out to dinner with me Tiffany.”

“I’d sooner eat slugs.”

“Well if French cuisine is your thing …” the boy replied after a pause, “Hey, I put up with Ottery’s poufery, I’m sure I can stomach some creeps or something.”

“They’re called crêpes, and you’re an unqualified, uncultured cretin.” Teddy merely smiled at that, and sidled up to Tiffany who sighed, rolling her eyes yet again. “Ottery has gone missing. Arguably, your best friend. Angel disappeared off the map. As in, we have no idea where he is or where he's working from. There's an evil Dark Lord out on the loose, and his followers are putting everyone in peril. Can you do the math or should I give you the short and swift notes?”

The boy shifted the cigar in his mouth, contemplating for a second if he should correct her -- weren't they called Cliff notes?-- He really didn't know, he'd never used them (why, when you had Ottery? Or you could always tease an answer out of Hermione with a smooth move). He opted not to and took the file away from the girl, all business now.

“This ain’t good. What about the others?”

“You know about Sebastian already, Lord Voldemort wasn’t a part of their group, neither was Grindenwald and he’s still in prison. At the moment, they’re the main threats. Everyone else is either silent or keeping out of sight.”

“Then there’s no need to alert anyone else. I’ll handle this by myself.”

“Typical.” Tiffany replied, “Why are boys so stupid? When are you going to ask for help? When the world is absolutely completely and surely in absolute peril? Do I have to open the Bible and recite you the signs of the end of the world so you know when to follow proper protocols? Or should I …”

“I’m going to be alright, baby. You don’t need to worry. We can still have our dinner date when I get back.”

“Insufferable as,” she exclaimed slamming the door as she left the room.

Teddy smiled.

“She loves me.”

Tiffany would of course have him tailed, and Teddy, of course, would know it and employ every devious tactic at his disposal to lose his tail. Still, it was nice to know she cared.

♥

Author's End Notes: Secret societies, secret alliances, secret crushes (well, maybe not so secret), secret missions and secret admirers, you all still don't know about Teddy's secret love :eek: tune in next time kids for ... well ... still, more puzzling secrets ... :mwaha:

Oh, and here's another post ... :lol: just to see if you lot are paying attention.

Chapter: When your world is full of strange arrangements and gravity won’t pull you through …

They had quaintly run into each other walking down opposite sides of the street to the same squib vendor who sold copies of The Daily Prophet and other assorted magical items, under the table. They'd coincidentally both gone there to buy black licorice. They'd chosen to do it, serendipitously, at the exact same time.

“You’re not Sirius’ son,” Harry replied angrily. “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but Sirius Black is not your father.”

“Look Harry, I understand you’re grieving …”

“Just, shut up.” The boy took his wand out of his jean pocket and pointed it at the boy’s heart. It was easy to kill without using a killing curse. One just had to know how. Hermione had written a paper on it only last term, on the ethics of improper use of proper magic. Hermione had also theorized on the possibility and ease of making such a death seem accidental or a natural cause of death. Harry had been very impressed by it.

Nicholas pushed the wand away. “Put that away unless you mean to use it,” the boy said, impatience in every word.

The wand pointed at the boy’s chest again; Nicholas took his out and smacked Harry’s away with it. Lightning crackled as the wands met, and Nicholas took a step back, as did Harry, both of them wanting a little distance so they could spell each other better and not be in the way of the curses.

“You’re a plant,” Harry retorted.

“Yeah, well … you’re a … you’re a fruit, so whatever.”

“I don’t mean a growing plant, you dork. I mean someone’s sent you trying to plant you in my group of friends hoping you and I’ll become best friends so I can reveal my deep dark secrets and you can take it back to Voldemort.”

Nicholas shushed the boy quickly. People were not supposed to use that name and so openly either. Even with the sun shining brightly in the sky a shiver ran down the boy’s spine.

“You’re as full of yourself as he said you were,” Nicholas replied.

“Shut up about him. You didn’t know him!” Harry yelled back, sending a thunderbolt from the end of his wand. It landed between the boy's feet. People from around the local shops started to look in curious wonder. They hadn't thought they'd seen what they'd seen, and most of them went about their business, but a few noticed that the boys were quarrelling.

“Whatever. I thought we could talk but you’re obviously daft,” Nicholas shot back. “I’m not wasting my time with you.” Those words said, the boy started walking out of the little city park.

All Harry could think was that it was a trap. If he stopped the boy he would be falling into a trap. But there were so many unanswered questions he had about Sirius, and about that boy.


♥

Now secret children, WTF? :shifty: Still, so not telling ... :lol:

[Connie]

New reader hear. I must say that I am haveing a little struggle following your style. It's not your fault, all mine. You are very deep and I just have to get used to holding my breath longer. But, I am so much enjoying your story. Hope to read more very soon!

[hermionesclone]

*whistles* Wow! Talk about fighting! Harry's got a point! I wonder if Nicholas is actually Sirius Black's son? Hm... So confusing! I couldn't help laughing at the part when Teddy was asking Tiffany out. That was so funny! :lol: Hope they save Ottery! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Hello & Welcome Connie to the world's greatest fanfic, at least the author seems to think so :mwaha: I hope you're liking my story, and I wanted to ask you, what did you mean when you said, you're finding me difficult to follow? I love criticism it helps me to get better at writing and I wanted some help. Do you mean my sentences are too complicated? Is the story too complicated? Too many characters, too much going on, what? :lol: It sounds like an interrogation now :lol: but seriously, I'd love it if you told me, I'm sure it's not you. My style of writing is very uhm, well, I like long sentences and long descriptions and a lot of people don't like it because it's too slow. Is that it? I really do want to know what you think, if you want you can PM me. I promise, I'm nice. And I really do appreciate ALL criticism. Neways, welcome to my fic, and I hope you don't mind the mysteries, I do that on purpose to hopefully keep the readers coming back. I guess if you come back, then it means it works, no? :lol:

Kita, you're always here, you're too cool. I'm glad you thought Teddy was funny. He's dangerous too, but you'll see that later. As for Ottery's fate :shifty: I've been known to kill characters before in mid-fic, just sayin' *adds mystery and drama to fic* :lol: hey I try. :lol: As for Nicholas being Sirius' son ... well, his won't be the only paternity you'll be wondering about before this fic is over :gasp: I shouldn't 'a said tha' ... I shouldn't 'a said tha' ... :rolleyes:

So ... here's more of my fic, I hope you all like it. Don't forget to wish Rupert a Happy Birthday he's too cute, and he plays Ron wonderfully if not enough, I don't think he gets enough screen time ...

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Chapter: Shooting at the walls of heartache. Bang! Bang! I am the warrior …

Cafe Mondrian sat on a quiet street next to the business district. It was here where all the traders, lawyers, and businessmen usually spent all their day in the buildings located there, conducting their affairs. This made it an ideal spot, because there were not many businesses with customers or places for people to want to stop and loiter, such as restaurants or shops. Most often, you had business on Wildbee Street or you didn't.

The girl with the mousy brown hair had business at that cafe. She had just come off her shift standing watch over 'the chosen one' and she did not have to report back to the office in London for another hour. Done, easily enough, with a quick broom ride or an owl post with her report.

“Thank you for agreeing to meet with me,” the girl said, brushing her hair out of her face. “After the way we left last time …” she let the silence serve as unspoken reminder.

“Nymphadora,” he began.

“Don’t. Just … don’t call me that,” she complained, the spark of her old flame lighting suddenly in her voice. This caused him to smile weakly.

“Dora,” he teased.

“You act like that and … I’m supposed to just … I’m supposed to ignore this?” she asked obstinately.

“I’m being a friend Nymphadora. I’m throwing around happy banter. I need it, in case the tattered robes don’t give it away.”

“I know you’re having a hard time. I heard it from Mundungus. I ... just wanted to know how you were making out since … well, since Sirius’ death. I know you two were very close and …”

“I’m fine,” Lupin replied too quickly, something inside him clicked at the utterance of the question and like an answering machine coming on, with it's pre-recorded response, Lupin replied rotely.

“No, you’re not. Why won’t you let me help you?” Tonks kept on. “It’s not like it has anything to do with the other thing.”

“I’m an old man Nymphadora. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you and I’m seeing my second wizarding war. You’re barely out of school and I’ve taught at school.”

“There’s always a different reason with you Remus, it’s ridiculous. I wish you’d just settle on one. Any which way you cut it, it works, doesn't it? Because in the end it's your choice, isn't it?” She replied rather crossly, turning away from him. Tonks brushed a strand of hair behind her ears, and she continued, “As I said, this has nothing to do with … with my feelings towards you. I’m trying to be a friend and even at that you’re pushing me away. You’re not being fair at all, Lupin.”

“Perhaps not, but I’m rather occupied, what with the things Dumbledore has me doing for the Order and trying to make a living and,” Lupin stared out the window and saw the brown haired boy Nicholas walking down the street, “my own personal affairs. Look Tonks, I’m sorry to have to cut this short.”

Tonks dropped a couple of crumpled bills on the table, “Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about anything Remus. I’m sure I’ll grow up soon enough and realize, like you seem to have, that love really doesn’t mean anything in this world. Then maybe it’ll be my turn to break some poor bloke’s heart.”

:frog:

“Is that him?” the first man asked. He with the mousy voice, tall and reedy looking.

“He was seen with the target, just take him. If we’re wrong, well it’s not one of ours now is it?” the second wizard, the short stout one with the deep bass voice, replied laughing.

Nicholas Black walked down the drizzly street, his hands in his jacket pockets. In one he held a wand, in the other a fist ready to punch. He was still reeling from the confrontation earlier that day with Harry Potter. That obnoxious little brat was supposed to be the ‘chosen one’? Who the hell had ever heard of the ‘chosen one of anything’ coming from a nowhere place like Little Whinging, seriously, seriously?

Nicholas, lost in his thoughts, did not notice from the reflection of the chrome bumper of a Mini that out of an alley behind him two black robed strangers had just stepped out and started following him. As he neared a little muggle café Nicholas realized the streets were abnormally empty for a busy Tuesday afternoon during lunchtime. Nicholas stopped at the corner to cross the street and felt something on his back.

“If you value your …” Before the person could finish talking the boy had fallen to the floor in a fainted heap.

“What? You’re serious?” the first wizard complained. The mousy voiced one, disbelievingly watched his friend holding the unconscious boy in his arms.

“Help me with him, you fudge bag, he’s heavy,” the stout, short one complained.

“I thought we were supposed to be killing him.”

“He might be able to tell us something interesting under torture, you thorax,” the stout one complained, breathing heavily under the weight of the fainted boy.

“If he can stay awake long enough,” the thin man said putting his wand in his pocket, walking around his companion and making to grab the boy’s legs.

Suddenly, Nicholas looked up at him. “No thank you. I’d rather not find out if I can stomach torture,” Nicholas replied kicking out his legs and hitting the man full in the face. The thin mousy voiced man fell to the floor as the shorter wizard dropped Nicholas. Before he could reach his wand however, Nicholas was biting his leg causing him to scream out in pain. That bought Nicholas a couple of seconds, enough to crawl under a car. “Holy fish,” he exclaimed, “these jokers mean business.”

He saw one of the Death Eaters duck down at the front of the car and Nicholas fired off a hex. He felt a tug and turned around to find the other Death Eater pulling his leg and Nicholas fired off a Confundus charm. The spell went wide. And as the Death Eater stood smiling Nicholas kicked out with his other leg and knocked the man back down on his bum. If he kept kicking that guy in the face it wouldn't be long before the Death Eater started spitting out teeth.

Suddenly, the car began to rise, and Nicholas saw the Death Eater who had been holding the wand to his back, the short stout one, smiling cruelly, his intent clearly written on his face. He meant to let the car drop on top of the boy, forget the questioning. Nicholas doubted he had the strength to cast a spell to stop it.

“Die you little slag!” the man yelled, and the shadow grew larger as the car came falling at Nicholas.

“Protego!”

The car stopped in mid drop. The boy looked up from between his arms which covered his face.

“Well, are you planning to just lie there all day? I don’t know how much longer I can hold this car up,” Tonks asked rather crossly at the strange boy.

“Incendio!” Lupin yelled firing off a volley at the Death Eater with the swollen nose. The thin man deftly swiped the spell away. Members of the Order simply did not know how to fight.

“Avada—”

“Stupefy!” Nicholas yelled at the thin man with the swollen nose, knocking him to his knees. He ran towards the Death Eater who had meant to crush him with the car. Tonks, busy holding it up, could not defend herself.

“Do you think you can stop me before I cast a spell?” the Death Eater laughed.

Nicholas would not get to him on time, he could see the spell flying at the speed of magic and he was still too far away.

Before he even reached the sidewalk, Nicholas saw the Death Eater knocked down by a baby blue Buick which sent him crashing into one of the business offices on the street. The boy turned and saw a blast of windows shattering as Tonks created a shield, deflecting Death Eater's hex.

“Blasted fool, what the hel were you thinking trying to hex me when I’m holding up a car!” Tonks yelled at the perpetrator.

Lupin ran over to where Tonks stood, breathing quickly and nervously, the thin mousy voiced Death Eater dangled tied up from a street lamp on the side of the road.

“I'm okay. It’s okay. I’ll call this one in," she looked around at the devastation they had created in less than five minutes. It was worthy of Teddy. "Damn the paperwork. Scrimgeour’s going to have my wand for this. Flinging cars in broad daylight on a muggle city street.”

Nicholas walked over to where the car was half sitting outside of an office window, and inside the Death Eater lay pinned under the car moaning in pain while a secretary asked him how he planned to pay for the damages, and informed him she had no intention nor was she responsible and she would be taking the rest of the day off, they didn't pay her enough to survive car attacks.

“This is crazy, this is,” the boy remarked laughing. Nicholas couldn’t help finding it all comical, never mind that the minutes before could have been the last minutes he’d have had on this earth.

♥

[Maxilocks]

SenoritaMaxie, uhm, did you just start a new fic? Seriously, you're addicted. LOL I just started reading your other one about Death? Why can't I remember titles? Gah!
:lol: It's the Second Road to Death and no, I didn't start a new fic, hunny. The reason that I have two FF's up is because I started Us last year, and it's still going on. =D The Second Road to Death is my latest one, so don't worry. =p



* * * Okay, that aside, back to fic business. Usually, when I really enjoy an update, I quote from it. But I'm sorry I can't quote now, Ottsy - there are so many things I want to quote here, it's going to take me forever. Just know that I am LOVING your updates like ANYTHING, and I really, REALLY can't wait for more. I adore how you write!


A very happy birthday to Rupert. <3

[hermionesclone]

Aw! I love Remus and Tonks! Remus, you know you love Tonks! Good plan Nicholas! I was laughing so much when he kicked one of the Death Eaters in the face! Ha! :lol: That was hilarious! I was laughing so much! I'm glad Remus and Tonks came along to help Nicholas. Go them! And the car in the window of the office was simply too funny! And the assistant shouting at the Death Eater! Ha! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita
PS: Aw! Thanks for calling me cool! You're very cool with a brilliant story! BTW, i love your story banners!

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

So, first off, I :hack: my subscriptions for not telling me you updated.
*blows them up Teddy-style*


Lari, uhm, Freddie is mine ... *glomps* and Sam's. I totally ship them together ... :blush: I think it's cute Freddie like Carly but ... nah. I loved your music too ... thanks for reading ... you're certified Old School! *fires the cannons*

Nooo! *tries to swipe Freddie from you* :xd: I'm not sure that would be good for Freddie's health :xd: Yay! Go J-Rock ;) :woot: I'm Old School naw! *busts a move*

The Recap was very much appreciated :whistle:


Next, we find Ottery St. Catchpole prisoner of Rodolphus LeStrange in Hong Kong of all places. Lord Voldemort it seems is planning an alliance with the Chinese Magical Triads. Tonks escorts Professor Dumbledore to see a new face in the magical world, a very dangerous face, an old friend ... Sebastian Shaw. They part ways, Dumbledore refusing to accept Sebastian's help because his army employs the same evil tactics that the Death Eaters do.


He's a captive of Lestrange! :gasp: *ish scared for Otty*


As if that wasn't enough action to keep you all awake at nights wondering how Ottery's shorts are a horcrux, then I don't how you all sleep at nights? *realizes that sentence makes no sense* Teddy will fire the cannons at anyone who objects. You have been warned.


:whistle: Yush...:hides:


“Oh, I don’t worry about the muggles. I took every precaution,” the headmaster replied twirling around the small study in his muggle disguise, a pair of plaid red and white pants, a purple shirt, yellow vest, and bright almost blindingly so, pink jacket.


:xd: I love DD :glomp:


The Potions Master waited for the punch line, but none ever came.


I thought this was really witty :P Just sayin.

I have to go pick up Harry Potter, he’ll be staying with me until term begins.”


Ooooooooh! Well, that's interesting! I wonder what DD's house is like...hopefully no crazy charmed sockpuppets running around :D




The day that came before the night which brought Ron and Luna a strange visitation by a werewolf dawned.


Okay, wait. I'm a little confuzeled :doof: This is before Harry's car chase, is it not? Then why does he already know about Nicolas? :dizzy:



On the other side of town, a seemingly quiet neighborhood exploded into violence as four wizards in dark robes entered a muggle residence, attacked the house, tearing and rending everything apart, exploding the windows and setting the place afire, before dragging out a wizard into the street and executing him in front of his family, a paper label attached to the man read: Blood traitor.

:eek: Super scary...and so close to Harry too :(

Some wizards were happy at the fact that Sebastian Shaw had returned from quiet retirement to save the wizarding world again, bringing with him The Sacred Order of Fallen Knights. Others merely groaned, as they knew the escalating violence the Death Eaters employed would only be matched by the Sacred Order.

The Sacred Order of Fallen Knights. Very cool sounding. 'Fallen', huh? As in 'descended into the depths of darkness used by the enemy, i.e Voldermort'? :lol: I wanna see Seb in action! :swfight:



Unseen above the city, a steam powered zeppelin floated and within it a brown haired boy sighed, pacing as he threw knives at the walls, testing his agility and marksmanship.

:gasp: He's throwing knives at the zeppelin's walls? *imagines a balloon popping* Teddy's crazy! :xd:



“The use of excessive violence is the solution to all problems. That friends, like napkins, are disposable. That girls are lap warmers or pretty decor.

Oh, my :( It made me sad to think of Teddy like this :(


“Hey, I put up with Ottery’s poufery, I’m sure I can stomach some creeps or something.”

“They’re called crêpes, and you’re an unqualified, uncultured cretin.”


:xd: :xd: :xd: :xd: :xd: My mom called them 'Crehpehs' once :P



“Then there’s no need to alert anyone else. I’ll handle this by myself.”

:mad: *slaps Teddy* *shows Teddy DH* See? Even 'The Chosen One' needed help!

Teddy's secret love = :mwaha:



It was easy to kill without using a killing curse. One just had to know how. Hermione had written a paper on it only last term, on the ethics of improper use of proper magic. Hermione had also theorized on the possibility and ease of making such a death seem accidental or a natural cause of death. Harry had been very impressed by it.

I love how much that sounds like a History paper :P Though, I do think it's unlikely that Hermione would actually go into those details :) Just sayin :evil:



“You’re a plant,” Harry retorted.

“Yeah, well … you’re a … you’re a fruit, so whatever.”


:xd:I didn't get that at first either :P I was like "Geez, great diss, Harry. *roll eyes*" :lmao:


“I don’t mean a growing plant, you dork. I mean someone’s sent you trying to plant you in my group of friends hoping you and I’ll become best friends so I can reveal my deep dark secrets and you can take it back to Voldemort.”

:gasp: I didn't even think of that! Woah, Harry's being smart/paranoid! *glomps him*


what did you mean when you said, you're finding me difficult to follow?

:glomp: Don't freak out ^_^ I sometimes have that issue. Like when I'm not concentrating completely or when I'm too excited to read at a normal pace :P You just write differently to what I'm used to reading. Which btw, is most definitely not a bad thing. In fact, it makes you more interesting :)



“Nymphadora,” he began.
“Don’t. Just … don’t call me that,” she complained, the spark of her old flame lighting suddenly in her voice. This caused him to smile weakly.
“Dora,” he teased.


Too cute! ^_^



“I’m being a friend Nymphadora. I’m throwing around happy banter. I need it, in case the tattered robes don’t give it away.”

....
Tonks dropped a couple of crumpled bills on the table, “Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about anything Remus. I’m sure I’ll grow up soon enough and realize, like you seem to have, that love really doesn’t mean anything in this world. Then maybe it’ll be my turn to break some poor bloke’s heart.”


I put these under the same quote cause I had the same message: Awww! :sob:


“If you value your …” Before the person could finish talking the boy had fallen to the floor in a fainted heap.


:gasp: :eek:



Suddenly, Nicholas looked up at him. “No thank you. I’d rather not find out if I can stomach torture,”


Oh, okay. *breaths out*


Nicholas doubted he had the strength to cast a spell to stop it.

“Protego!”

The car stopped in mid drop. The boy looked up from between his arms which covered his face.

“Well, are you planning to just lie there all day? I don’t know how much longer I can hold this car up,” Tonks asked rather crossly at the strange boy.


Wow. I'm glad Tonks is an Auror :P She's too awesome :D


Nicholas walked over to where the car was half sitting outside of an office window, and inside the Death Eater lay pinned under the car moaning in pain while a secretary asked him how he planned to pay for the damages, and informed him she had no intention nor was she responsible and she would be taking the rest of the day off, they didn't pay her enough to survive car attacks.

:rotfl: :xd: :lmao:

So, all round, OtterMan, your fic is awesome :yes:

[Connie]

No! Please! There is nothing wrong with your story! I don't want you to change anything about your story or how you write it. I love your long sentences and they're wonderfully discriptive. I told you, it's me. I'm just used to different styles like, "Until Death Do Us Part" by Shannon. Different than yours right? So don't change anything, just write more.

[mione_girlgwp]

Hey Ottery!!!

Oh lordy!! Another Ottery fic *begins reading frantically*


*MiOnE :upside:



EDIT: It's amazing so far!!! Simply amazing. I can not wait to read more =D :glomp:

[KellyBear]

Unseen above the city, a steam powered zeppelin floated and within it a brown haired boy sighed, pacing as he threw knives at the walls, testing his agility and marksmanship. Teddy bored easily, and Ottery had not been at their predetermined rendezvous for his pick up.

"Dumb twat probably got himself killed or something stupid like that. Never mind, how am I going to spend my days without someone to amuse me." Teddy sighed. "He'd make a perfect target right about now."

Teddy turned in the split instant of a second, reached behind his back and had flung a knife before he realized someone had knocked and come in. Tiffany, the girl with short black hair and cute kitty ears walked in, as the knife just missed hitting her, thudding as it buried itself in the wood frame of the door next to her cheek. Tiffany sighed, rolled her eyes and continued walking into the room unfazed.

“You’re a wizard, Teddy, seriously. What do you think your wand is for?”

“Waving around,” he replied twirling the end of it and making flowers appear. They fell on the floor all around her.

“I’d volunteer to teach you how to use it, but I fear what danger you’d be then. If you became more apt with your wand, I mean,” the girl replied catching the last flower. It wilted in her hands falling into a small pile of ash at the boy’s feet.

Teddy smiled at that, Tiffany rolled her eyes, and the boy proceeded, “I’m not one of those blokes who thinks the only way to impress a girl is with his wand. I think …”

“The use of excessive violence is the solution to all problems. That friends, like napkins, are disposable. That girls are lap warmers or pretty decor. So, please, spare me the double entendres Teddy D. Bear, I’m well acquainted with your quaint ideas, as well as your other attributes."

"I can kill a man with a stare. I can eat more Peeps than any human alive. I own the complete Beatles collection, in vinyl. I ... Go out to dinner with me Tiffany.”

“I’d sooner eat slugs.”

“Well if French cuisine is your thing …” the boy replied after a pause, “Hey, I put up with Ottery’s poufery, I’m sure I can stomach some creeps or something.”

“They’re called crêpes, and you’re an unqualified, uncultured cretin.” Teddy merely smiled at that, and sidled up to Tiffany who sighed, rolling her eyes yet again. “Ottery has gone missing. Arguably, your best friend. Angel disappeared off the map. As in, we have no idea where he is or where he's working from. There's an evil Dark Lord out on the loose, and his followers are putting everyone in peril. Can you do the math or should I give you the short and swift notes?”

The boy shifted the cigar in his mouth, contemplating for a second if he should correct her -- weren't they called Cliff notes?-- He really didn't know, he'd never used them (why, when you had Ottery? Or you could always tease an answer out of Hermione with a smooth move). He opted not to and took the file away from the girl, all business now.

“This ain’t good. What about the others?”

“You know about Sebastian already, Lord Voldemort wasn’t a part of their group, neither was Grindenwald and he’s still in prison. At the moment, they’re the main threats. Everyone else is either silent or keeping out of sight.”

“Then there’s no need to alert anyone else. I’ll handle this by myself.”

“Typical.” Tiffany replied, “Why are boys so stupid? When are you going to ask for help? When the world is absolutely completely and surely in absolute peril? Do I have to open the Bible and recite you the signs of the end of the world so you know when to follow proper protocols? Or should I …”

“I’m going to be alright, baby. You don’t need to worry. We can still have our dinner date when I get back.”

“Insufferable as,” she exclaimed slamming the door as she left the room.

Teddy smiled.

“She loves me.”

Tiffany would of course have him tailed, and Teddy, of course, would know it and employ every devious tactic at his disposal to lose his tail. Still, it was nice to know she cared.

♥



I've read it countless (seriously countless) times, and I still love it. :loved:

*sigh* You truly are brilliant.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

In the course of trying to work on updates for this fic, I was inspired and I wrote a little poem.

A Poem for Kelly or no. 11 or ... (http://www.snitchseeker.com/da-headquarters/home-poems-yo-37724/index2.html#post8540540)

Sometimes, one work inspires another, you know? *shrugs* I hope you all like it. More postings soon. *wonders where Si went* Mods are so busy :lol:

[Connie]

Love Is In The Air
Love is not caught with hook or snair,
As it glides gently in the air.
If you grab and take by force,
It will rip and tear of course.
If you want true love, be smart,
Open up your lonely heart.
When the one whose meant for you,
Stops and hears your longing coo,
This will unlock that heart, you'll see,
Come in, come in, it's only plea,
I only beat for me and thee.
Love is free for all to pair,
As it glides gently in the air.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Nice poem Connie ... did you write it?

Neways ... I've been debating how to introduce a giant gorrilla into the story, by giant I mean like Hagrid sized giant not like King Kong sized giant because that would just be ridiculous. You know? So, still grappling. Writing is hard work.

A new post ... I will correct later, as my beta is busy and I like to post often.

♥♥♥

Chapter: Who can it be now, knocking at my door? No way, don’t come round here no more …

Ron and Luna turned away for a second, to look at one another, as if to ask, ‘should we believe this bloke? He comes out of nowhere, naked, in the middle of the night and expects us to just be completely okay with that? Then he delivers a threat to one of our closest friends. I’m supposed to trust him? Did I mention he’s a werewolf?’ In that instant, while they looked at one another, the boy disappeared as mysteriously as he had appeared with a stealth and silence that awed Ron and made Luna pensive.

They took their wands out and set the alarm. In seconds, lights lit up in every room of the Burrow. Wands were in everyone’s hands, people rushed up and down stairs, and Arthur Weasley called in aurors from the ministry to patrol the grounds around the house. He could still be around the Burrow or in the village nearby.

Molly Weasley scolded and hugged the children, then scolded them some more. Then Ron and Luna were questioned by Mr. Weasley and Kingsley Shacklebolt, but there was nothing much to say, except to Mrs. Weasley’s queries about what they were doing out late together. No, they were not making out, or meeting for a secret rendezvous, which made Ron blush every shade of red in the spectrum and made Luna look even more puzzled than usual.

With nothing to go on and no tracks or scent to follow, not even the tinge of magic being used to apparate in or out, the majority of the aurors left without a single clue but what little Luna and Ron had told them. Those who stayed were stationed outside the Burrow, should the crook try to return. Whoever the werewolf boy was, he had a knack for covering his tracks.

It was only because it was Arthur Weasley vouching for Ron that the aurors did not just laugh it all off as a couple of lovesick teenagers startled while making out in the woods.

Bill looked at Ron with a new found respect, while Fleur went on about ‘zee terribul danger zey must ’ave bin in’, aggravating Mrs. Weasley, which amused Ginny who had woken up unhappily, having her slumber disturbed so early and then to find that it had been with threats on Harry Potter’s life in what was obviously a trap.

“All I know is that if they’re threatening Harry here, Ron,” Bill said, “then it’s likely to be a trap. Why not warn Harry directly? Why all the subterfuge when you could send an owl or find some other way to send Harry a message? Am I the only one who thought about a protean charm?”

“Zat iz becauze you are tres brilliant, mon amour,” Fleur exclaimed walking around the kitchen cutting the bread and doling out bowls of soup and drinks. Mrs. Weasley sat at one end of the table arms crossed.

“What are we going to do about it?” Ron asked his parents.

“For now we’ve done all we can,” Mrs. Weasley remarked. “We’ve told Dumbledore. Dumbledore will alert the Order. We’re sending Harry an owl asking him to come here. Now we just sit and wait for Dumbledore to bring Harry to the Burrow, where he‘ll be safe.” That last didn’t sound very convincing to anyone.

“But is that enough, Mum?” Ron asked. “Harry’s in a lot of danger, and …”

“We’re all of us in a lot of danger with the Death Eaters lurking around. You shouldn’t be out so late either dear,” Mrs. Weasley said admonishing Luna who sat at the table eating a bowl of soup; next to her Ginny rolled her eyes in an unspoken apology. “You’ll spend the night here, of course. I’ll send your father an owl Luna so he knows not to worry about you and … well, Arthur’s having some of the boys from the office stay around to watch the property, and just the same I don’t want anyone leaving this house any time without first asking me.”

“But, Mum …” Ron and Ginny started.

“No one!” Mrs. Weasley yelled in a tone that did not invite arguing. “Now off to bed the lot of you, as soon as you’re done eating Luna love.”

“Thank you Mrs. Weasley but you really shouldn’t worry. If the nargles and that werewolf didn’t get me there’s really not much to worry about, even if it is a full moon night.”

“Just the same love, I’d feel a lot safer with you spending the night here.” Luna simply nodded.

Mrs. Weasley was not one to be argued against and Luna never saw a point in arguing with anyone when there was no chance of winning. Normally, Luna would do whatever she felt like anyway, but in this instant her desires coincided with those of Mrs. Weasley.

As soon as Arthur and Molly had gone upstairs Ron rushed to write Hermione a letter, with Pigwidgeon fluttering happily all around him. Eroll lay dead on the laundry basket, or at least by all appearances, the poor beast.

“Zees is highly zuspect Bill,” Fleur said airily.

“I know, love. But don’t worry your pretty little head about it. We’ve only really got two choices. We let the Order handle it or we walk into a trap. Either way someone is walking into a trap and it’s better if those of us in the Order handle it.”

“You should let me help you all,” Fleur said quietly.

“We’ve talked about this, Fleur,” Bill said, “I don’t … I worry about you. I don’t want you in trouble. It’s enough that you’re a target just because we’re together and they’ve already got a hit on all us Weasleys.”

“But Bill …”

“If anything ever happened to you,” he said and didn’t finish.

Fleur threw herself into his arms where he sat at the table and hugged him. She put her head next to his chest and heard his heart beat. He buried his face in her hair and stroked her back.

“I love you,” they both said at the same time.

Ginny, and Luna sighed, and looked away.

After that tender scene Fleur and Bill went up to their separate rooms, though everyone knew they talked to each other through the walls or sent each other fluttering origami love notes. They knew because Ron had tried intercepting one and it had attacked him.

“So, what do you think we should do about it?” Luna asked her friends, now they were alone.

“We should go find Harry, of course,” Ginny replied. “I don’t know I’m tired of being cooped up in the Burrow most days and all night, it’s getting old. I wouldn’t mind a little adventure, and it’s not as if we don’t know how to defend ourselves.”

“Then let’s tell Ron when he comes down,” Luna replied.

“I don’t know. If Hermione decides to floo here then you know he’s not going to want to leave without her, and I don’t know if Hermione would agree to it.”

“We could always hex her,” Luna replied. "There's two of us, and only one of her. Do you think we could use the Imperius curse? Professor Moody taught it to us, only it turned out not to be Professor Moody but Barty Crouch Jr. who was a Death Eater and ... well, it was an interesting year all around."

"I remember Luna. I was there," Ginny replied giggling.

♥

Author's End Note: I'm sorry the story is going so slow ... but I promise after the BIG fight scene we move on to Hogwarts and then the real war begins. There will be casualties, and uhm, more parental questions ...

[Connie]

Thank you. Yes, I wrote it this morning after I read all the other poems.

[Maxilocks]

A new post ... I will correct later, as my beta is busy and I like to post often.
I love it when you post. <3
He comes out of nowhere, naked, in the middle of the night and expects us to just be completely okay with that? Then he delivers a threat to one of our closest friends. I’m supposed to trust him? Did I mention he’s a werewolf?’
:lmao:
Molly Weasley scolded and hugged the children, then scolded them some more.
Awww. Nothing as sweet as a mother's love. <3
No, they were not making out, or meeting for a secret rendezvous, which made Ron blush every shade of red in the spectrum and made Luna look even more puzzled than usual.
Very in-character. Liked this sentence here, because it brings out their characters so nicely. ^_^
It was only because it was Arthur Weasley vouching for Ron that the aurors did not just laugh it all off as a couple of lovesick teenagers startled while making out in the woods.
I would have poked them in the eye REALLY hard, if that's what they had thought. =/
“Zees is highly zuspect Bill,” Fleur said airily.
:lmao: [No, please don't ask my why I find this funny.]
They knew because Ron had tried intercepting one and it had attacked him.
Know what? He's evil. :P
Author's End Note: I'm sorry the story is going so slow ... but I promise after the BIG fight scene we move on to Hogwarts and then the real war begins. There will be casualties, and uhm, more parental questions ...[/COLOR]
:shifty:

It's going fine, luff, it's going mighty. Butttt..... Can't wait! ;>

-gives you two random hugs-

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

I just posted the banner up on the first post of the story ... yay, me. I did it with really good pictures and really bad MSpaint or something :lol: go check it out, or I'll post it here with the next post :P

I wanted to say THANK YOU Obi-Wan K'Lari, & Connie for the really sweet words you said about my work. :blush: I forgot to thank you ladies earlier. And Connie your poem is really cool, you should leave it up here. I really liked it, I might even quote it in my story, if you leave it up. Maybe :shifty:

mione I haven't seen you in ages ... I'm glad you're here ... My next post is for you, 'kay? :glomp:

Kellybear, well you got the poem so ... :P you want thanks with that? No fries? Ketchup?

Senorita Maxie, you're always around ... I love that you're reading. I need to check your fics. You're too massively talented to keep up with alla time.

Neways, that's all for replies, I really do appreciate you all for reading. Writing a fic can be very difficult since it's such a lonely endevour but when you've got nice, sweet, awesomely cool readers constantly giving you motivation ... it makes it easier along the way.

I'll post again soon ... :shifty: but I think I need to write a few deaths in first ... am I doing the romance to subtle? Let me know ... the banner's kind of ... uhm, there to trick you :lol: and before anyone gets smart and says Voldemort/Cormac or Voldemort/Hermione, the answer is No smartypants. Maybe I'll add Teddy and Me to the banner laters ... maybe ... :whistle: no promises.

[Connie]

OK, I deleted my request to remove my poem (only cause you said I should). I'm glad you like it, and your welcome to use it if (ever) you want. I'm just anxious to read more of your story. Love It!

[hermionesclone]

Hahaha! I know that it's serious and stuff but...ha! That part with the origami messages and Ron trying to intercept one! Ha! Hope Harry's ok! Wonder who's behind the "going after Harry" thing. Haha! I was laughing so much at the part when Ron "blushed every shade of red in the spectrum". Nice way to phrase his embarrassment! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Hello Connie & Kita, thank you for all the nice words, and for showing up at my fic. :yes: You two are here the most often :lol: so that must mean you like it.

I will try to work your poem into my fic Connie, I know I can because I did it once before with a poem another friend of mine wrote ... I just wish I remembered what poem and what fic :blush: I've written too many, I have at least 11 story threads on SS :lol: some of them are for shorts but wow that's a lot. Feel free to read them if you like but some of them aren't all that good. :blush: But I'd rather you all stick around for this one if you can read only one because this one is my MASTERPIECE or at least I'm trying to make it so.

Kita I'm glad you find my fic funny. I try very hard to balance the humor with the darkness, and boy will it get dark sometimes in this fic *pulls out wand* Lumos! You can't be too careful, there might be Death Eaters lurking about. Neways, I'm glad you find it funny sometimes, I've got more humor and not a little bit of darkness coming up. Soon ... if not in this next post.

And since you all asked so sweetly ... here's another post ... instead of just me talking :lol: which I do a lot of.

♥

Chapter: All I’m saying, it takes a lot to love you … all I’m doing, you know it’s true, … all I mean now, there’s one thing that turns this gray sky to blue … that’s the look of love …

Hong Kong, China

The Chinese castle stood imperiously on a hill overlooking the bright city, just outside of its reach. It was easily defensible, standing on a hill anyone who tried to take the castle would have an up hill battle. Boulders and a forest surrounded the castle making it even more defensible. It was here the Chinese triads were holding Ottery, though not for much longer.

“In typical Ottery fashion you’ve proven to be completely and utterly useless,” Rodolphus exclaimed, slapping the boy hard across the face with his glove.

Ottery hung down from the dungeon wall, his wrists in shackles, his head bent down staring at the dirt floor. “I don’t know, I think my friends might disagree seeing as I haven’t spilled all their secrets,” the boy replied quietly. It would be goodbye to this dirty cell soon.

“Take him away before I execute him right here,” the Death Eater commanded. Two other men dressed in dark robes with no masks, but rather swords strapped to their hips, made no qualms about the fact they were also carrying guns. They walked over to follow Rodolphus commands. The Hong Kong wizarding triads worried less about hiding their magic than western magic users.

“Wait, does that mean you are executing me?” Ottery asked nervously. “Great, cue the super hero rescue now.”

“I’m afraid not Ottery. No one is going to swoop in and save you. What’s more, it’s not likely anyone will remember you, or even notice you missing. Not with all the things we’ve got planned for your troupe of friends and the Dark Lord’s ascension.”

Rodolphus led the way slowly down dark hallways. The two men pushed the boy ahead of them. Ottery dragged his feet, and pretended to be tired and defeated. His head hung low. He looked up to see a shaft of bright light suddenly before him. It came from the top of a staircase, and the boy did not need to pretend blinking as he climbed up into an empty courtyard. He did not know how long it had been since he had seen the sun or open sky.

“So, it’s an old fashioned firing squad execution then?” the boy asked as he was led to stand in front of a stone wall and his eyes came into focus.

“Something like that,” Rodolphus replied as someone put a noose around the boy’s neck. “A firing squad, a hanging, a stoning,” and Ottery could see the giant boulders at either side that they likely meant to levitate and slam against each other with him in the center, “a scalding,” and here Rodolphus pointed to a large cauldron filled with molten hot oil, on a device that would pull up the rope and tighten the noose while tipping over the giant cauldron and spilling the hot contents on the boy. “There’s also the archers up along the battlements, and if you should survive all of that or even if you don’t we’re going to behead you when it’s all done.”

“Well that’s awful thoughtful of you,” Ottery replied.

“We’re giving the Dark Lord your head for his trophy room. First yours, then Harry Potter, and finally Dumbledores.”

“At least I’ll be in good company.”

“You’re not getting out of this one Ottery St. Catchpole. You will not survive. You will not be around to thwart any more of our master’s grand schemes. Either through your blundering or your fool's luck.”

“All of this is because of that little rumor running around that I’m immortal, isn’t it? Because I can assure you, I’m not. So you really don’t need all of the archers, or the vat of boiling oil or … stuff.”

Exactly how he was going to get out of this the dark haired boy had no idea. Evading Nazi's during the forties had been difficult. The Bolshevik revolution had presented problems, as had the Titanic and the Hindenburg, but this. This, could possibly kill him. It was no wonder really the legends had sprung up that Ottery was immortal. He had just been really lucky for a very long time, and now it seemed that luck had run out.

“Too many people before me have failed already Ottery St. I don’t plan to fail the Dark Lord. Sadly, I can’t say the same for you.” With those words Rodolphus Lestrange stepped back and a row of dark robed wizards all wearing the silver masks of Death Eaters stood before the boy.

“Yeah, well ... uhm, I've never failed the Dark Lord, you see I was never one of his minions so ... yeah, you got that wrong. You know what else ... uh ... this isn’t really a hanging. As it is ... it's ... it's a stringing you know? I mean, in a hanging the floor would give out under me, but since you all are just going to …”

Rodolphus signaled someone and the noose tightened around the boy pulling him off the ground. His legs were left kicking air.

“You’ve already spent enough of your life talking O, just die!” Rodolphus took out his wand and pointed it at the boy, “fire!”

“Avada Kedavra!” half a dozen voices sang out.

Ottery felt a feeling of falling suddenly. It felt as if all his worries were behind him. “I wonder if this is what heaven is like? Am I dying?”

“If you were going to heaven you wouldn’t be falling, now would you?” Teddy’s familiar voice rang in his head.

“Oh, crap …”
♥

AEN: That's it for now kids, I'll be back with more fic ... and the fate of Harry and his friends ... *is being ominous* :lol: or maybe a surprise appearance by Sebastian. I've been keeping him locked up because he's ... uhm, well now that he's back he's going to be visiting old friends ... :whistle:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

In that instant, while they looked at one another, the boy disappeared as mysteriously as he had appeared. A stealth and silence that awed Ron and made Luna pensive.


:lol: I love how you described them together :P I sense a L/R ship coming on :gasp: :xd: Though that would be adorable :)

Except, no, to Mrs. Weasley’s queries about what they were doing out late together. No, they were not making out, or meeting for a secret rendezvous, which made Ron blush every shade of red in the spectrum and made Luna look even more puzzled than usual.

:rotfl: Very Ron-the blushing :evil: And very Luna too :lol:

Eroll lay dead on the laundry basket, or at least by all appearances, the poor beast.

Oh gosh, I had a heart attack here :P

After that tender scene Fleur and Bill went up to their separate rooms, though everyone knew they talked to each other through the walls or sent each other fluttering origami love notes. They knew because Ron had tried intercepting one and it had attacked him.


:lmao: I love the way you describe Bill and Fleur's relationship! Just how I imagined it- minus the origami love notes :lol: Nice touch, by the way.

Do you think we could use the Imperius curse?

:eek: Okay, that creeped me out a little, I must admit. :blush:

Author's End Note: I'm sorry the story is going so slow ... but I promise after the BIG fight scene we move on to Hogwarts and then the real war begins. There will be casualties, and uhm, more parental questions ...

:shifty:

I just posted the banner up on the first post of the story ... yay, me. I did it with really good pictures and really bad MSpaint or something go check it out, or I'll post it here with the next post


Yush! I love it! Especially the text :evil: :ninja:

And you're welcome :whistle: 'Tis only the truth though :D

I'll post again soon ... but I think I need to write a few deaths in first ... am I doing the romance to subtle? Let me know ... the banner's kind of ... uhm, there to trick you and before anyone gets smart and says Voldemort/Cormac or Voldemort/Hermione, the answer is No smartypants. Maybe I'll add Teddy and Me to the banner laters ... maybe ... no promises.

A few deaths? :eek: *chants* Please not Ron, please not Harry, please not Hermione, please not Luna, please not ginny, please not Otty, please not Teddy, please not DD :eek:...um...ect :lol:
:whistle: I can't wait for the next post...oh, lookie! You're online :shifty:

[Lissydove]

Slow down you naughty Otter! You are leaving me behind! :lol: I have a busy bunch of days at work and when I have good quality time to read... I'm four posts behind! I am teasing, of course, since who wouldn't love to have lots of good stuff to read? It's just my habit to be in on each post before the next happens. :P *greedy like that*

Still lovin the 80s tunes! :yes:

I'll make a few quotes from the first post I am reading and come back for more.

:glomp:


Why hadn’t Sirius mentioned he had a son? Who was the boy’s mother? What was this boy to Harry, if indeed he was anything?

I too am hoping for the answers to this!

This latest attack simply another sign of the escalating nature of the violence the Death Eaters had begun employing in the hope of bringing their war to the eyes of muggles. Only recently, the Department of Mysteries had lost one of its key agents, gone deep under cover to infiltrate a vampire clan, the Maliants. He had last reported that they were already in bed with Lord Voldemort.

Vampires? *ears perk up*

I loved the convo between Tedd and Tiffany. :lol: No sense in quoting it all. I just loved the dialogue.

"I can kill a man with a stare. I can eat more Peeps than any human alive. I own the complete Beatles collection, in vinyl. I ... Go out to dinner with me Tiffany.”

But honestly, who can argue with attributes like this?



Ok, one more post. I have to read one more. :xd: Can't help it.


“Nymphadora,” he began.

“Don’t. Just … don’t call me that,” she complained, the spark of her old flame lighting suddenly in her voice. This caused him to smile weakly.

You capture Remus and Tonks so well in this whole exchange. Love it.

“I’m being a friend Nymphadora. I’m throwing around happy banter. I need it, in case the tattered robes don’t give it away.”

And that he just goes and calls her that again. :lol: Perfect.

“I’m an old man Nymphadora. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you and I’m seeing my second wizarding war. You’re barely out of school and I’ve taught at school.”

And again.


Nicholas Black walked down the drizzly street, his hands in his jacket pockets. In one he held a wand, in the other a fist ready to punch. He was still reeling from the confrontation earlier that day with Harry Potter. That obnoxious little brat was supposed to be the ‘chosen one’? Who the hell had ever heard of the ‘chosen one of anything’ coming from a nowhere place like Little Whinging, seriously, seriously?

:lol:


Suddenly, Nicholas looked up at him. “No thank you. I’d rather not find out if I can stomach torture,” Nicholas replied kicking out his legs and hitting the man full in the face. The thin mousy voiced man fell to the floor as the shorter wizard dropped Nicholas. Before he could reach his wand however, Nicholas was biting his leg causing him to scream out in pain. That bought Nicholas a couple of seconds, enough to crawl under a car. “Holy fish,” he exclaimed, “these jokers mean business.”

This guy is cool. But what do you expect with a name like Black?

“Well, are you planning to just lie there all day? I don’t know how much longer I can hold this car up,” Tonks asked rather crossly at the strange boy.

“Incendio!” Lupin yelled firing off a volley at the Death Eater with the swollen nose. The thin man deftly swiped the spell away. Members of the Order simply did not know how to fight.

Uhhmm I need for those two to have a convo with Nicholas when this fight is over. Should prove to be of great interest.

“This is crazy, this is,” the boy remarked laughing. Nicholas couldn’t help finding it all comical, never mind that the minutes before could have been the last minutes he’d have had on this earth.

Ok, he may be my favorite person in this fic after Ottery. Cus I always love on Otts. :loved:

Loved the posts, and i will be back for more! :glomp: I'm sorry for falling behind, but will catch up soon.

[allucha]

I'm going to quote the end first because I'm literally in a "=O" situation!

“You’ve already spent enough of your life talking O, just die!” Rodolphus took out his wand and pointed it at the boy, “fire!”

“Avada Kedavra!” half a dozen voices sang out.

Ottery felt a feeling of falling suddenly. It felt as if all his worries were behind him. “I wonder if this is what heaven is like? Am I dying?”

“If you were going to heaven you wouldn’t be falling, now would you?” Teddy’s familiar voice rang in his head.

“Oh, crap …”
Say it ain't so! And I did laugh at Teddy's comment... how insensitive. :lol:

Anyway. Back to pointing out a few of my favourite bits:
“You’re a wizard, Teddy, seriously. What do you think your wand is for?”

“Waving around,” he replied twirling the end of it and making flowers appear.
He's got a point there! :lol:


“You’re a plant,” Harry retorted.

“Yeah, well … you’re a … you’re a fruit, so whatever.”
Awww, how... cute. XD

“Thank you Mrs. Weasley but you really shouldn’t worry. If the nargles and that werewolf didn’t get me there’s really not much to worry about, even if it is a full moon night.”

“Just the same love, I’d feel a lot safer with you spending the night here.” Luna simply nodded.

I dunno if I've said before... but I love the way you write Luna. And Molly's response to that.

“We’re giving the dark lord your head for his trophy room. First yours, then Harry Potter, and finally Dumbledores.”

“At least I’ll be in good company.”

Another good point! Wouldn't you want your head to be among Harry and Dumbledore's?

Also, I won't quote it as it'll be quotage overload, but I like the little snippet into Remus and Tonks... before that battle, of course. xD

PAMS, Mister Foxtrot! :D

[Connie]

I had a thought for your gorilla introduction. What if Hagrid in your alternate universe could transfigure into a gorilla. He could have gotten poor Ottery out of his chains with ease and through the forrest and bolders like it was a walk in the park. (natural habitat) for a gorilla) Hope Ottery is saved now, but it sounds like there's a problem.

[mione_girlgwp]

Otts! :glomp: *snuggles* Wonderful post dear! I just adore your style of writting and sense of humor. =)

Exactly how he was going to get out of this the dark haired boy had no idea. Evading Nazi's during the forties had been difficult. The Bolshevik revolution had presented problems, as had the Titanic and the Hindenburg, but this. This, could possibly kill him. It was no wonder really the legends had sprung up that Ottery was immortal. He had just been really lucky for a very long time, and now it seemed that luck had run out.

:rotfl: Priceless.

I can't wait for more dear!! =)

Luff, Mione :upside:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Oh, lookit! A new post! *takes out the magnifying glass*

“Well that’s awful thoughtful of you,” Ottery replied.
“At least I’ll be in good company.”

o_O I can't believe how calm he/you is/are! :bow:

Evading Nazi's during the forties had been difficult. The Bolshevik revolution had presented problems, as had the Titanic and the Hindenburg

:bugeyes: o___O

“If you were going to heaven you wouldn’t be falling, now would you?” Teddy’s familiar voice rang in his head.

:woot:

[hermionesclone]

Haha! Teddy's last comment was funny! I don't know why, it just was. I'm glad he came to Ottery's rescue! *gasps* Those Death Eaters are really, really mean! That is totally not human! Killing someone like that! Well, they're Death Eaters. I love the way you described the place where Ottery is being kept! It sounds so real! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Maxilocks]

It was here the Chinese triads were holding Ottery, though not for much longer.
:shifty:
“In typical Ottery fashion you’ve proven to be completely and utterly useless,” Rodolphus exclaimed, slapping the boy hard across the face with his glove.
Is it wrong of me to find that funny? :P
Ottery hung down from the dungeon wall, his wrists in shackles, his head bent down staring at the dirt floor. “I don’t know, I think my friends might disagree seeing as I haven’t spilled all their secrets,” the boy replied quietly. It would be goodbye to this dirty cell soon.
Okay, forget funny. You just made my heart twist.

MY POOR OTTERY! :cry: :cry: :cry:
“I’m afraid not Ottery. No one is going to swoop in and save you. What’s more, it’s not likely anyone will remember you, or even notice you missing. Not with all the things we’ve got planned for your troupe of friends and the Dark Lord’s ascension.”
-mega gasp'eth-
“At least I’ll be in good company.”
:P
Evading Nazi's during the forties had been difficult. The Bolshevik revolution had presented problems, as had the Titanic and the Hindenburg, but this. This, could possibly kill him.
He shouldn't be too worried. =p
“If you were going to heaven you wouldn’t be falling, now would you?” Teddy’s familiar voice rang in his head.
:woot: :woot: :woot:

AWESOME ENDING! Iloveyouuuuu!
-huggles you lyk mad-

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Thank you all for the cool words ... I'm kind of lost right now, not about the direction of the story but how to get it there ... :dizzy:

I can't help feeling like I'm overburdening the story with too much superfluous action ...

Yes/No?

Do you all need another recap? :lol: Too many characters too little time? :worried:

Lemme know guys ... I'm at an important juncture ... and I could just start killing people off if this fic is too heavy with extras ... just sayin' *pushes Luna off a cliff*

I think I've got writer's block ... *dies* and that's because I don't believe in it. *sighs* How can you have something you don't believe in? I don't know ... maybe I should start another fic and ... :whistle:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/kidflash16/s640x4803freddielovesottyfics.jpg

Ideas, suggestions, critiques, am I short on romance, is this boring? Where are my underpants? All welcome ... I'm suffering a crisis of confidence ... I should change the title to Crisis and retcon everything that's happened, shouldn't I?

Oh, and everyone check your user notes :P I wanted to thank you all for reading and that's the only way I could think of without spamming this thread :lol:

♥

*takes notes* So K'Lari doesn't want me to kill anyone ... :lol: well that's one request I can't keep ... *sighs* sorry Lari.

Lissy wants me to slow down ... I don't think I have much of a choice there Lissy *sniffles*

Ali likes Teddy insensitive ... that's easy Ali, cuz he is ... *Teddy smacks Otty*

Connie wants me to transfigure Hagrid into a gorilla ... now there's an idea ... :yes: :no: maybe so? :whistle: *is under advisement* Teddy wants a real gorilla though ...

Mione loves my writing ... :blush: thanks Mione ... :loved: I like it too but ...

Lari thinks I'm calm :lol: *doesn't know I'm a fatalist* alas ...

Kita loves Teddy too ... :lol: I think Teddy should be the hero of the fic :lol:

And Senorita Maxie loved my ending ... :loved:

You all r0x0rs ... seriously. I need to get back to working on this fic. I promise I won't take long if I have to hire a new writer to help :lol: any takers?

Neways ... thank you all again and again for all your nice words ... I'm going to go read something for inspiration ... *takes out GWtW* When in doubt, go epic!

[Connie]

I think this story is super fantabulous! You have a wonderful way of keeping everything balanced. There's enough humor to lift us above the darkness now and then, enough romance to keep us intrigued, new characters thickens the plot at the right time in the story, and the only thing I can think to help you is reread what you have so far, look at your outline and see if your staying true to it. Now, I hope this helps you find your way, because I want you to finish this story, and not give up on it or us. I care.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

:lol: Well, so long as you don't kill yourself or Ron, I'm happy ^_^
*looks up fatalist* :P I'm the opposite...You're the only force guiding your future :D

*pets* :hack:s writer's block ;) The best advice I can give you is to write a paragraph of nonsense and see where it takes you :lol: Or alternatively, write what you're absolutely sure about and work backwards until you meet up with the last post :yes:

Now for critiques....I've got none :P Like Connie up there ^ (:hello:) I think you've got everything perfect. I would love to know more about the smaller original characters, though. Like Angel and that girl and Sebastien too :D

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Sorry, Connie, I didn't mean to go all spazzstic like that :lol:

After I read all the things you guys had to say I went back to the story and realized that ... well, I'm the writer and I make all the rules, so if it doesn't work then it's okay to throw it out, or, as in the case with the post in question ... to move it forward and change the whole setting :yes:

I got it written down and I think I'm going to streamline the story a little by having a massacre on the Hogwarts express ... *Teddy beats Otty for giving away the next couple of chapters* Holy cow, I shouldn'a said tha' :blush:

Don't worry I'll balance it out with someone falling in love amidst the chaos :lol:

the only thing I can think to help you is reread what you have so far, look at your outline and see if your staying true to it. Now, I hope this helps you find your way,
:yes: You're absolutely right Connie. I'm going to sit down and reread everything I've written and see if I'm still going to the same place or if I need to change train stations ... thank you for the advice btw.

All my readers PWN, and Freddie looks especially cute in that pic :lol: which is my inspiration! *fires the cannons* and afterwards I'll go watch some iCarly for fun :lol:

And never fear Connie or the rest of y'all. I will finish this fic ...

Enough mindless chatter from the writer ... pay no attention to the man behind the curtain :lol: just watch my story unfold ... *spells you* :wizard: :dizzy:

♥♥♥

Chapter: Love takes time ... yes it's hard to find, and you've got to take some time to let love grow ...

Harry did not sleep well that night. He couldn‘t, wondering about the boy claiming to be Sirius’ child. He had sent off a letter to Lupin and still received no response. There was no one else he could talk to. So what was he supposed to do? It was so clearly a ruse ... wasn’t it?

Already Harry had made too many mistakes, first Cedric, then Sirius, … who next, Ron or Hermione? He couldn’t stand to think of it. A world without a Ron Weasley or Hermione Granger was just sad and ... evil.

:jump: << This smilie here just because Kevin likes it ... :lol: sorry ... it makes for a good story break.

Harry woke up to a world with Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger all looking down at him standing around his bed.

“What the …” a hand clamped down across his mouth, effectively shutting his pie hole. Harry smiled, realizing it was Ginny.

“I told you all this was a bad idea,” Hermione exclaimed, “coming here, and now breaking and entering.”

“Stop it, Hermione, you were just as worried as the rest of us about Harry,” Ron shot back in a loud whisper. “Besides, he’s glad to see us all, aren’t you, Harry?”

The boy mumbled something, and Ginny let go. "Thank you," he said, giving her a funny smile. Ginny blushed, but not because of Harry's smile. “I'd be a lot gladder if maybe I wasn’t sleeping in my knickers.” The boy pulled up his bed sheets, “Do you girls mind?”

Ginny had blushed at that.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes, “as if I’d care to see you in your trunks," she exclaimed.

And Luna looked at him quizzically, “Do you mean there’s a lizard under your bed sheet? Do you wear lizards to bed? Is that a muggle thing?”

“The girl’s’ll wait outside, won’t you girls?” Ron said, shoving the girls out of Harry’s room into the hallway. “Sorry about that mate,” Ron continued nervously, “but we met someone weird and they said you were in danger and … with everything going on in the world and stuff. We were right to come, look how easily we got into your house? The ministry doesn’t have anyone looking out for you or anything?”

Harry got out of bed and rummaged through the piles of clothes in his room, sniffing to find a pair of pants that weren’t too dirty, and pulling out his last clean shirt from his dresser. It was a top that had a picture of The Flying Monkees (Ottery’s band) rocking out.

“What are you talking about, I don’t have protection? I don’t want any. Dumbledore says I’m safe here."

There was a loud scream from the hallway and Ron opened the door to find Luna trying to offer Aunt Petunia a copy of The Quibbler. Behind her, Uncle Vernon was turning every shade of red and from the looks of it about to pop like an angry red balloon.

“Okay, we’re out of here,” Harry said, letting Hedwig out of her cage, grabbing his broom, his cloak, and his wand and pushing all of his friends down the stairs.

“That! Is! Quite! Enough!” Uncle Vernon screamed.

“It was a pleasure to meet you all,” Hermione said, as Ron pulled her down the steps by her shirt sleeves. Luna waved. And Harry kept pushing everyone down the stairs until they were out the door and everyone had stepped out of the house.

“You all couldn’t have kept just a little quiet? I haven’t even had a chance to eat breakfast,” Harry turned on all of his friends, complaining.

“There’s always Waffle House,” Luna remarked, “Ottery took me there once. I loved their waffles.”

“That’s in The States, Luna,” Ginny remarked. “Let’s go get some coffee or something. Is there a wizarding café or diner nearby?”

“If there is, Hermione’ll know about it, won’t you, love?” Ron asked. The girl with the long brown curly hair and the crush on Ronald Weasley blushed at his choice of words and everyone seemed to pause. “What?” He asked, “Okay, so maybe Hermione won’t know where it is. Harry, do you have a map?”

Ginny knocked her brother on the shoulder and they all started walking down the street. Hermione took Harry’s broom and cloak and put them in her ‘special’ purse', where she could fit an endless array of things in what was magically an endless bag.

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Chapter: You've got to take some time, to let love grow ...

The dark haired boy landed on the ground with an almighty thump. He smiled, even as the voice next to him said, "Move your as. Protego!"

A magical shield appeared above them, causing the molten oil that rained down to fall around them creating a smokescreen. Ottery felt his companion pushing him as the familiar twang of arrows leaving their bows sang in his ears. Soon after, he heard an accompaniment of thuds, the arrows landing on the wall behind them and the ground around them.

Everywhere people were trying to kill them, yet somehow the dark haired boy could not deny it was fun. Ottery called up a wind spell and the dust around the courtyard flew around them, offering them some cover.

“Thanks,” his rescuer whispered as he used his wand to dispatch a few Death Eaters.

“What’s with the cloak?” Ottery asked. His only reply was the boy handing Ottery a wand. It was mesquite, with dragon heartstring. Ottery had a standing order at Olivanders, as often as he lost his wands, broke them, or just mangled them in the course of his adventures, he had to. The dark haired boy had done a lot of things with wands, much to the dread of some of his enemies. Ottery was not above poking people up the nose (an idea he got from Ron).

“Don’t just stand there, fools! Stop them!” Rodolphus exclaimed, as he stared at his beautiful plan slowly crumbling into dust. “Damn you, Ottery St. Catchpole. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll see your head on a pike!”

Blasts flew all around them. The dark haired boy could see nothing through the dust or the smoke of the boiling oil. It would only be a matter of seconds before the others conjured up a spell to destroy their smokescreen.

“So, how are we getting out of here, Teddy?” the dark haired boy asked.

The cloaked figure ducked as a killing curse flew past him. Ottery barely missed being attacked by a bat bogey and jumped out of the way of a hex when he saw some of the triad’s foot soldiers walking into the smoke. He punched one in the nose, set another’s feet to dancing and hexed another one with a wedgie he would not soon forget. Happy with himself, Ottery did not see that someone approached behind him. Out of nowhere his rescuer draped his cloak around Ottery and the dark haired boy saw the spell bounce off of the cloak.

The other boy's long dark cloak worked as a shield deflecting spells.

“Neat cloak,” Ottery said, jealously.

“We need to get out of here. On my mark, make the smoke disappear, okay?”

"Oh crap!" Ottery exclaimed.

"Why are we stopping? HELLO? Imminent danger all around us, much!"

"The boulders!"

The boulders came flying at them with all the speed of a bird falling to catch it's prey. Already Ottery could hear Pagliacci. "It's Pavarotti ... so I guess it's not always a fat lady singing."

♥

AEN: These two posts ... :lol: you two get two! You lucky readers you ... :bouncep: << this smilie here just because Kevin likes it ... OMG! :lol: They're dedicated to all my faithful readers, you all inspire me, and I would not quit this fic, for nothin'. In a rush gotta go ... love you all, and thank you again, Connie, for the nice words ... :blush: *Please note I'm following the comma rule about addressing individuals*

:music: 'cuz Love takes time and it's hard to find ... you've got to take some time to let love grow ... :music:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Ah, Lari, you caught me with my pants down :lol: so to speak, this is SS :shifty:

:lol: and you're right, and the funny thing is I was just thinking about that for another story I'm writing ...

You're the only force guiding your future :)

You're so right ... you're write ... ;)

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

And never fear Connie or the rest of y'all. I will finish this fic ...

:woot: Good!

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Harry woke up to a world with Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger all looking down at him standing around his bed.

:lol:

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“I'd be a lot gladder if maybe I wasn’t sleeping in my knickers.” The boy pulled up his bed sheets, “Do you girls mind?”

Ginny had blushed at that.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes, “as if I’d care to see you in your trunks," she exclaimed.

And Luna looked at him quizzically, “Do you mean there’s a lizard under your bed sheet? Do you wear lizards to bed? Is that a muggle thing?”


:rotfl: I loved this exchange :P Soooo Luna!

[COLOR="DarkRed"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"] There was a loud scream from the hallway and Ron opened the door to find Luna trying to offer Aunt Petunia a copy of The Quibbler.


Priceless. :xd:

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Ottery was not above poking people up the nose (an idea he got from Ron).
[COLOR="DarkRed"][FONT="Comic Sans MS"] hexed another one with a wedgie he would not soon forget.

:lol:

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The other boy's long dark cloak worked as a shield deflecting spells.

Oooooh! Cool!

OhMcGee! They can't die now! >_<

Ah, Lari, you caught me with my pants down :lol: so to speak, this is SS :shifty:

:lol: and you're right, and the funny thing is I was just thinking about that for another story I'm writing ...


You're so right ... you're write ... ;)

:rotfl: :hide:

Another story? :shifty: You're getting busy aren't you? :lol: can't wait for that one either

:lmao: I just realized how Star Wars that was..."you're the force" :lol:

[Connie]

Such a delight, you, and your posts! I did notice the proper useage of commas, and appreciate your endeavor with useing them correct. They are a struggle for me when I'm trying to decide when to use them. Then, when I do finally decide, I have forgotten what I was writing about.

[mione_girlgwp]

Mione loves my writing ... thanks Mione ... I like it too but ...

*snuggles*


Truly wonderful as always Otts. Adored the Ron/Hermy and Ginny/Harry moments. Made me all giggly with happiness ^_^ And Luna put me in the mood for some waffles...mmm :yes:

And, there is nothing like some great Ottery and Teddy get-away-action =D

I can't wait for more!!

Luff,
Mione :upside:

[hermionesclone]

Wow! Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Luna broke into Harry's house?! How?! Wow! Haha! :lol: I was laughing so much at the part when Harry said he's only wearing trunks! Ha! And the part when Luna offered Petunia the Quibbler! That was funny as well! Luna's too funny. Ooh! Go Teddy! Go Ottery! That cloak sounds very, very good! Wonder where Teddy got it from? Haha! That wedgie part! I was laughing so much even though i was so anxious to find out if Teddy and Ottery get out. Hope Teddy and Ottery get out! *crosses fingers* Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[reina9]

cool...cool...love it when Harry smiles everytime he sees Ginny....love this story...

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Aboard the Starship Enterprise ...

Obi-Wan K'Lari, we meet again ... only in another universe *Ottery puts away his tricorder and takes out his light saber* :swfight:

As I said Lari, I will finish this fic, it's going to take me a long time to do it. :lol: But I will finish it. I've got kids don't look at me like that ... :lol: and I do post regularly not like say Jo. When was her last book, huh? Just sayin' :whistle:

I'm glad you think my writing is funny Lari and I love that you love my Luna. As for who's dying I'm not saying and uhm, YES, I'm very busy. My personal life is spiraling out of control ... and well, look at my profile go to my Lj and you'll see. I'm working on other non-HP or fanfiction stuffs so ... :lol: not much there but it will explode soon I hope.

Ottery walked down the street when suddenly he spotted somoene he thought he would never see again *uuuuhh dramatic not to mention ironic* :lol: Connie was there.

Connie, I never thought I'd see you again ... not after ... not after our last assignment *saving the magical world from Godzilla* Ottery looked away with tears in his eyes ... :cry:

Thank you for noticing my commas, Connie and liking my story. I try. Dreaming so many things up is hard work. But you're always here and I love that ... which is what makes writing so much fun. People to read my stuff. :loved: There I admitted it, read it, enjoy it, becasue I'm going to edit it out once you read it :lol: and deny it ever afterwards ;)

Suddenly an explosion rang out and Ottery turned to Mione ... "Quickly or all is lost."

*snuggles back* I'm glad you're here Mione ... you're Old school too. I love that my readers always come back ... it makes me think my stuff is actually good :lol:

As for the Ottery&Teddy getaway action ... *censored because it's a spoiler* and you ain't seen nothin' yet. :mwaha:

"I think it's over between us now," Ottery exclaimed. Suddenly, he ran crying into Kita's arms ... "But I'm still in love with ..." :ron:

I'm glad you like the humor Kita, but ... it's not all laughs and fun for Harry and the gang ... but that's next post ... I think ... I am so far ahead in this story I'm already plotting the first of many romantic balls :lol: :whistle: I shouldn'a said tha', I shouldn'a said tha' :banghead:

As for Otty's escape *censored for spoilage* wow, remember kids, always check the date on the milk before you drink it.

And in conclusion, ...

The explosion rendered the world moot. Reality was chaos and Ottery was not wearing his lucky boxers which meant ... saving humanity from the evils of capitalism and bad television was not going to be easy. Still, being the world's greatest superhero wizard :wizard: had it's perks. "I love cookies," he said and blasted off again.

Reina thank you for reading! Welcome aboard, and Ihope you like romance because this story will be chock full of it. Look for it, chances are if two characters are smiling at each other across the table IT ISN'T just a coincidence. And thank you for reading ... have a Ron icon. I make icons now :lol: Feel free to use but don't hotlink.

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Those were the replies, now onto the real fic. :yes:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

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Chapter: When you left I lost a part of me ... is this so hard to believe, come back baby please cuz we belong together ...

She slapped him hard across the face, tears streaming down her own face. How dare he! Of all the cold, conniving, evil, son of a *ahem* things to do.

Her hands were fists at either side of her. Her arms like columns holding up the frail edifice that was her person after seeing him again. After everything.

"How dare you?" she said in a controlled voice. In her mind she had uttered it as a scream and followed it with a killing curse.

He merely stood there and took it.

She raised her hands like catapults her fists raining down like stones on his person and still he did nothing to stop her. The building of her composure be damned she didn't mind falling a collapsed heap in his arms so long as she took him down with her. It hurt so much. It hurt worse than any physical pain she could endure and she had endured much in her life. It hurt in the way that those pains that crush souls feel. It hurt the way loss hurts. It hurt like absence because that was what it was. He had left her at her most vulnerable and here he was again.

"You evil ..." she proceeded to rain him down with foul words, ugly words, phrases the devil would cringe to fathom much less dare speak (nothing you'd hear on South Park because they have some standards, if that gives you any clue).

He stood there and took it.

Sebastian knew what he had done was wrong, he knew that he deserved it. Sebastian was many things. He was the least of all the things she said but, mostly those. And all her blows, all her taunts, all her rage could never compare to what he felt the instant he had left her in the hands of their enemies.

"I endured tortures for you. I endured hells unimaginable on a scale you cannot begin to fathom and do you know why? Because I loved you! I LOVED YOU! You vicious," and the invectives would begin again. "I suffered for you. Safe in the knowledge that you would not ... that you would at least come back to me. I should have seen it in your face. You walked away and left me there. You left me in their hands. You walked away while I stayed and suffered. You took ... you bast--" her voice cracked under the strain of so much emotion.

She struck him again, she struck him across the chest, she slapped him, she kicked him, she buried her nails in his flesh as she grabbed him.

"Strike back you ... Coward. You dog. You less than man thing."

"But I still love you," he said, and with those words she crumbled. Nothing he could do could hurt her as much as uttering those words, after all these years.

"Please. Please get out. Please ... or I'll kill you."

"I'm so sorry ..."

"You don't understand. You're such a man ... I've been too long in the wind, too long in the rain, taking any comfort that I can ..."

Draco Malfoy walked into the room. "Mother, is everything all right?"

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AN: Narcissa's quote at the end ... is partly from a Dixie Chicks song. Gotta give credit where credit is due.

[Connie]

GASP!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh My!!!!!!!!!! Talk about not being able to put down a good book! I'm sitting here watching with anticipation for another post to appear.

[hermionesclone]

"I think it's over between us now," Ottery exclaimed. Suddenly, he ran crying into Kita's arms ... "But I'm still in love with ..." :ron:

I'm glad you like the humor Kita, but ... it's not all laughs and fun for Harry and the gang ... but that's next post ... I think ... I am so far ahead in this story I'm already plotting the first of many romantic balls :lol: :whistle: I shouldn'a said tha', I shouldn'a said tha' :banghead:

Aw! "It's ok, Ottery. It's ok"

Ooh! It's going to get romantic! I agree with Connie (^hi). That was brilliant! Wow! Narcissa loved Sebastian? And their enemies tortured her? Who are their enemies? Wow! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Maxilocks]

I'm so tired. =[

Too tired to read all of it. But I read one of the updates, and I loved it. Will definitely come back tomorrow to give a proper review.

Keep posting. You make my day. <3

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Hi Otty, I love to read this fic, and I'm really sorry to have replied after your second post, and then to have come back again after SO MANY posts!!!! I really wanted to read it, but EVERY stupid time I tried to click on this, something would happen to my internet connection and it'd get stuck at the same page every time!!!!! But worry not, I read everything you posted after that time, and it is refreshing!!!!! You certainly are really creative, and a brilliant writer!!!! This plot that you and Teddy created is fantastic, and I can't wait to see what happens in the END. here I am studying throughout the day for my exams and not getting time to write my OWN Fic. At this kind of a moment, reading this is just heavenly!!! PAMS!!!
Tina.

[Lissydove]

*races in and trips* OOOFFF! *steps on something soft*

Who was that? Sorry!

Lissy stands up straightening clothes and tries to look dignified.

Anyway! :glomp: *smooches Otts*


Lissy wants me to slow down ... I don't think I have much of a choice there Lissy *sniffles*

You go at your own pace, I only tease! And don't worry this is brilliant.

Chapter: Love takes time ... yes it's hard to find, and you've got to take some time to let love grow ...

Love this song, btw! Still appreciating the 80s tunes. :loved:

The boy mumbled something, and Ginny let go. "Thank you," he said, giving her a funny smile. Ginny blushed, but not because of Harry's smile. “I'd be a lot gladder if maybe I wasn’t sleeping in my knickers.” The boy pulled up his bed sheets, “Do you girls mind?”

Ginny had blushed at that.

Hermione merely rolled her eyes, “as if I’d care to see you in your trunks," she exclaimed.

And Luna looked at him quizzically, “Do you mean there’s a lizard under your bed sheet? Do you wear lizards to bed? Is that a muggle thing?”

Ahahahahaha! Luna is priceless.

“If there is, Hermione’ll know about it, won’t you, love?” Ron asked. The girl with the long brown curly hair and the crush on Ronald Weasley blushed at his choice of words and everyone seemed to pause. “What?” He asked, “Okay, so maybe Hermione won’t know where it is. Harry, do you have a map?”

A bit of a verbal slip there, eh?

The dark haired boy landed on the ground with an almighty thump. He smiled, even as the voice next to him said, "Move your as. Protego!"

I knew you'd be ok! :) Ottery is just not that easy to kill. :P Silly Death Eaters.

Everywhere people were trying to kill them, yet somehow the dark haired boy could not deny it was fun.

Interesting idea of fun. O_O

“What’s with the cloak?” Ottery asked. His only reply was the boy handing Ottery a wand. It was mesquite, with dragon heartstring. Ottery had a standing order at Olivanders, as often as he lost his wands, broke them, or just mangled them in the course of his adventures, he had to. The dark haired boy had done a lot of things with wands, much to the dread of some of his enemies. Ottery was not above poking people up the nose (an idea he got from Ron).

Oh My! :lol:

The cloaked figure ducked as a killing curse flew past him. Ottery barely missed being attacked by a bat bogey and jumped out of the way of a hex when he saw some of the triad’s foot soldiers walking into the smoke. He punched one in the nose, set another’s feet to dancing and hexed another one with a wedgie he would not soon forget. Happy with himself, Ottery did not see that someone approached behind him. Out of nowhere his rescuer draped his cloak around Ottery and the dark haired boy saw the spell bounce off of the cloak.

Ok, I'd like to see you fight but would never want to be on the receiving end.

Looking forward to seeing what happens next in this scene...


"How dare you?" she said in a controlled voice. In her mind she had uttered it as a scream and followed it with a killing curse.

I know that feeling... :yes:


"But I still love you," he said, and with those words she crumbled. Nothing he could do could hurt her as much as uttering those words, after all these years.

*sigh*

"You don't understand. You're such a man ... I've been too long in the wind, too long in the rain, taking any comfort that I can ..."

Draco Malfoy walked into the room. "Mother, is everything all right?"

Ok, I didn't see that one coming! Interesting!

Naughty Otter leaving such intriguing questions behind. :D

I only quoted you most recent posts, but I am up to date and ready for more.

:glomp:

PS: Love the first post banner!

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

*pulls out her blue light saber* Yes...it's been to long OtterMan...:swfight: :shifty: :glomp: :run:

:xd: Yay for Otter's fics :yes: :( Aw, I'm sorry about all the craziness, luff. Obstacles make you stronger, right? o_O :lol: I look forward to the Fics-to-Come :evil:

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[size=4] Her hands were fists at either side of her. Her arms like columns holding up the frail edifice that was her person after seeing him again. After everything.

:gasp: I love this description! It's so poetic :P


Sebastian knew what he had done was wrong, he knew that he deserved it. Sebastian was many things. He was the least of all the things she said but, mostly those. And all her blows, all her taunts, all her rage could never compare to what he felt the instant he had left her in the hands of their enemies.

Is it weird that this makes me like Sebastian even more?


"But I still love you," he said, and with those words she crumbled. Nothing he could do could hurt her as much as uttering those words, after all these years.

Aw! :(


Draco Malfoy walked into the room. "Mother, is everything all right?"

HOLY :banaspin:! I can't wait for more! :faint:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Disclaimer: This post is full of smilies. OMG! Beware seizures ...

:music: And I'm so tired of having to live without you
But I don't mind.
Sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired :music:

And I'm sure Lissy will recognize this song ... :evil:

:music: Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down :music:

Chapter: Stir it up, got to shake it up now ...

The boy walked into the building, and five minutes later the explosions began. Teddy had arrived, and he wanted answers.

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Chapter: *lots of Japanese words Ottery doesn't understand* Beautiful World ...

"It's not the Waffle House but, it's good," Luna declared as she ate her strawberry covered waffles.

"Few things can ever be the Waffle House Luna," Ron said laughing.

"Yes, well, nothing beats having dinner with Ottery," Hermione remarked trying to remind Ron that Luna had gone with Ottery to Waffle House, she had not been alone.

"Yeah, like you and he did in India." Ron shot back suddenly reminded of something else entirely.

"That was ... we were undercover in India and ..." Hermione blushed. How had he remembered that?

"That's where you kissed him isn't it?" Ginny interjected suddenly. She gave Hermione a look.

"It wasn't me who kissed him, Ginny. Ottery kissed me." Hermione replied, making a point of the correction.

Ron said nothing but stuffed his face with a forkful of waffles.

Ginny shrugged and Hermione sighed, waving it off. Boys are weird and stupid. Hermione drank her tea and stared out the window.

Harry didn't know what had just happened but, he knew that Ginny and Hermione had been using some sort of secret 'girl' language that boys couldn't interpret. And Ottery and Hermione had kissed? He blushed at the thought. His kissing had been with Cho only and ... while pleasant, the way their relationship had kind of exploded at the end there, it still stung him. Harry didn't really want to think about romance. It was nice to have someone like Ginny who was interested in the same things he was and that he could talk to, like one of the guys.

"So, how is Dean?" Hermione asked and Harry only just caught the look she had given Ginny.

"He's being a sweetheart. He sent me an owl and said he's missing me."

"Wait Dean what?" Ron exploded with the words that wouldn't come out of Harry's mouth. A dragon deep inside his chest roared and Harry wondered for a second if it couldn't be indigestion but, that thought was soon gone as the waitress stopped by their table and dropped the check.

"Wait we didn't ..." Hermione complained.

"I know honey but, I can smell a fight coming a mile away and I don't fancy cleaning up the mess, luv," the woman said.

Hermione turned to look at the strangers at the door. It was a group of young Death Eaters, likely new recruits, being led by Bellatrix. Bellatrix who wore a smile on her face like it was Christmas and she had just received Harry Potter bound in a bow.

"Well, well, what have we here?" she asked, punctuating the question with a cackling laugh.

"Back exit," Harry commanded. But, as they turned to go Ron stopped holding his arm out so the girls could go no further. A tall behemoth, a wall of a man stood there looking every kind of angry and next to him, Fenrir Greyback grinned a wolfish grin and still, next to him Luna recognized the werewolf boy who had told them about the imminent attack on Harry's life. The werewolf boy put a finger to his lips.

"I know you," Luna said. "I don't think I like you, anymore."

The boy shrugged. "I'm sorry about that." He turned to Greyback, "I told you my plan would work, sir."

"You traitorous, scum ball," Ron began but, I can't write what else he said. Suffice it to say it left Hermione blushing, Harry smiling wickedly, Luna impressed and Ginny completely embarrassed that her brother even knew half those words.

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AN: I love you guys ... :erm: girls :lol: Ali didn't post so it's girls only. :lol: I'm sorry I don't have time for replies, all the things you said are too sweet Tina :blush: , Connie, I'll miss you when you're on holiday you always post but when you get back you'll have ton of story to read ... I think. :lol: Lissy you're a love and I love that you always recognize the songs ... the 80's PWN'd. Maxie, I think you disappeared :lol: but I love your stories so if you disappear from mine at least post to Road ... I love that fic. Kita this whole fic is full of love ... like in this post :shifty: can you see the love quadrangles starting? :lol: But those annoying Death Eaters always have to interrupt love *sighs* Back laterz y'all ... go hang out at the FC's they're like so empty ... :cry: And before anyone asks, :lol: that annoying wolf boy's name is ... *waits for it* Maxie Zeus ... :yes: but I couldn't work it into this or the following posts ... :lol: don't be so quick to judge Maxie though he's ... :evil: okay he's evil :mwaha: judge away. Replies next time ... promise.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Obi Wan K'lari :lol: I guess you won't have to wait too long ... you always sneak in, I think my force is a little low on batteries :lmao: :swfight: I need to recharge my force *throws his lightsaber at you and runs* I'll be back Obi ... until then deal with :yoda:

[Lissydove]

And I'm sure Lissy will recognize this song ...

LOVE! :loved:

The boy walked into the building, and five minutes later the explosions began. Teddy had arrived, and he wanted answers.

That's one way to make an entrance... and get answers. Teddy has style!

"It's not the Waffle House but, it's good," Luna declared as she ate her strawberry covered waffles.

I forgot to say, Luna made me want waffles last post and now I want them again. No Waffle Houses near me that I know of... We do have an IHOP.

"Yes, well, nothing beats having dinner with Ottery," Hermione remarked trying to remind Ron that Luna had gone with Ottery to Waffle House, she had not been alone.

hehehe good one! And true I am sure. ^_^

"Yeah, like you and he did in India." Ron shot back suddenly reminded of something else entirely.

"That was ... we were undercover in India and ..." Hermione blushed. How had he remembered that?

"That's where you kissed him isn't it?" Ginny interjected suddenly. She gave Hermione a look.

"It wasn't me who kissed him, Ginny. Ottery kissed me." Hermione replied, making a point of the correction.

Oh that Otts!

Harry didn't really want to think about romance. It was nice to have someone like Ginny who was interested in the same things he was and that he could talk to, like one of the guys.

Poor clueless Harry. :rolleyes:

"Wait Dean what?" Ron exploded with the words that wouldn't come out of Harry's mouth. A dragon deep inside his chest roared and Harry wondered for a second if it couldn't be indigestion but, that thought was soon gone as the waitress stopped by their table and dropped the check.

:lol:

Hermione turned to look at the strangers at the door. It was a group of young Death Eaters, likely new recruits, being led by Bellatrix. Bellatrix who wore a smile on her face like it was Christmas and she had just received Harry Potter bound in a bow.

Uh Oh. Love Bella though.

... next to him Luna recognized the werewolf boy who had told them about the imminent attack on Harry's life. The werewolf boy put a finger to his lips.

"I know you," Luna said. "I don't think I like you, anymore."

The boy shrugged. "I'm sorry about that." He turned to Greyback, "I told you my plan would work, sir."

Verrrrrrrry interesting. Love Luna.

"You traitorous, scum ball," Ron began but, I can't write what else he said. Suffice it to say it left Hermione blushing, Harry smiling wickedly, Luna impressed and Ginny completely embarrassed that her brother even knew half those words.

hehehehe Good one! :lol:




Otts, we all love ya back and please do not stress if you can't make full quote replies every time. It's a lot of work to read all our comments and reply (I know!) and I am sure, like myself, everyone is very happy that you remember to say something personal to us each time. No need to worry of you can't make long posts. :glomp:

And before anyone asks, that annoying wolf boy's name is ... *waits for it* Maxie Zeus ... but I couldn't work it into this or the following posts ... don't be so quick to judge Maxie though he's ... okay he's evil judge away.

*ponders* :shifty: ?

[Connie]

Thanks for the great post. I love how you have Harry so clueless like Lissydove (^ hi) says. Just wait till that dragon wakes him up. And, Maxie Zeus, hummm, my imagination is getting the best of me, so I'll have to ponder on this awhile. And just so you know, (see your user notes) and don't hurt yourself laughing at me, but I had to ask my son what, PWNS, means. Thank you, and I'll catch you later, and until then- be happy, enjoy life and laugh a lot.

[Maxilocks]

*points*

YOU AWESOME WRITER, YOUUUU!

I love thy work, OttySt. It makes me feel awesome'eth.
Suffice it to say it left Hermione blushing, Harry smiling wickedly, Luna impressed and Ginny completely embarrassed that her brother even knew half those words.
:lmao:

I want more, more, more storyyy! =DD

[hermionesclone]

Wow! The beginning was so intense! Great entrance! Wow! Aw! Harry's jealous! OMG! That traitor! How dare he?! Or is something else going to happen? Woah. He's in league with the Death Eaters! I'm with Luna: I don't like him as well! Also agree with the waitress: i smell a fight! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

So Lari snuck in just as I was posting last time :lol: no surprise there, she knows when I'm posting because she uses the force ... but you can't stop me K'Lari :lukevader: *check your usernotes btw* left you a surprise :mwaha: & thank you, I always try to be poetic, it's nice that you noticed :blush: :vadersbr:

*Teddy fires the cannons for Lissy♥Love* O: He liked it when you said he has style :lol:
I totally love Molly Ringwald, so who were you Lissy? Which Breakfast clubber? I was so totally obviously uhm, the jock, yeah, that was me ... all muscle and no brains ... yeah :shifty: *hides Ally Sheedy* :gasp: I was not weird in HS. I was more like Zac in HSM.

*Otteryspazzes* OMG! You think it's easy being a rich girl! Well do you? OMG! :cry: *beats up Judd* :lol:

*jumps in the time machine back to 1985* Seriously though Doc, you've got to do something about those shocks. ZOMG! It's 1985! I'm going to sit in front of the tube and watch videos (they used to play them on MTV back then :yes: ) and watch Kid Video and The Muppet Babies :cry:

Sorry there Connie, I just really miss the good ol' days *sniffles* You're on holiday so color me jealous and yes, Harry's dragon will indeed awaken to menace the wizarding world with jealous love pangs :lol: :lmao: :rotfl: :mwaha: *Ahem* Sorry Connie, some laughs you just have to build up too. Sorry about the pwn too :blush: I'm still trying to figure out waht the z in ZOMG means :xp:

Maxie, it's flattering *interjects* Did you see? I named the werewolf after you ... but seriously, Maxie it's flattering when you say such sweet things considering it's coming from an award winning writer like you. :bow: You PWN. I love your writing ... your characterizations and I can't help but be flattered ... :blush: I'm gonna spam your usernotes now :lol:

Kita :glomp: Thank you ... I am kind of hoping to speed up the momentum in the fic a bit here. Didn't want y'all thinking nothing would ever happen but people talking :lol: as for Maxie Zeus (the werewolf boy) *Teddy drags Ottery away before the SpOilEr pOlIcE arrests us* Sorry no can say ... *fleeing*

And now for the stunning conclusion of this fic ... what, wait no? :lol: just kidding for another post ... here's Teddy!

*Teddy pops in blows up everything with the cannons and there's barely enough room to post*

Dear Ottery's Readers,

we (Teddy, Otts, Molly Ringwald & the gang) accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong (Teddy blew up the girl's bathroom and Otty fell asleep in Algebra, O: Sorry! I was tired). But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...

O: and an athlete... ...and a basket case... *Ally looks at Otty funny*
Claire & Teddy: ...a princess... *they're both looking at Otty*
Teddy & John: ...and a criminal... *they high five*
O: Does that answer your question?...

Sincerely yours,

the Breakfast Club

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Richard Vernon: Don't mess with the bull, young man. You'll get the horns. :P

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Chapter: Uuuh Uh Uuuuuuuuh *because the song was instrumental without spoken words just weird vocals*

Ottery and the dark cloaked figure leaped forward just in time to miss the boulders crashing behind them. The impact caused an explosion of rock sending tiny shards, a million little pieces, strafing them as they lay on the ground. As the boys looked up, another barrage of arrows flew at them fast. The cloaked boy's hand shot out and his wand stopped the arrows in mid air, there they turned and flung back with equal force at the archers who had fired them.

"I've got seven-league boots," the boy said helping Ottery to his feet.

"So why aren't we in Paris right now?"

"Because I left them at home. But don't worry, these ones are magicked so that they ... oh just watch," with that the boy grabbed Ottery around the waist and leaped.

The group of Death Eaters and triad soldiers watched the boys as they jumped into the air. The boys were flying away. Ottery looked down and saw tiny wings on either side of the boy's boots. Where the devil had Teddy gotten anything like that?

"Look, Teddy, I ..." Ottery stopped mid-sentence when the cloaked figure turned to look at him and the dark haired boy could see that it was not Teddy who had rescued him. It was Angel. That was what Ms. X had meant when she’d said that an angel would come to save him.

“Don’t worry. Now that we’re airborne their spells can’t catch us. And there’s an airship around here somewhere, behind one of these clouds.”

“Put me right back down, Angel. I don’t want you to rescue me. So, just drop me right back down,” the dark haired boy complained, struggling.

“Don’t be such a sore loser, Otts. Consider it a favor, you can pay me back later.” Angel smiled at the boy and winked. Ottery crossed his arms and pouted thinking up a few choice phrases he would like to use on the boy but, not saying them because his mother had taught him not to be an ungrateful brat.

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O: The 80's might have left me, but I never left the 80's ...

[MunchyBubbles]

ACK!!!! I got so busy that I was 2 PAGES behind!! 2!!!!
*curses school and homework and all that jazz*
But Mrs Flower is here now!! And I have to say keep up the amazing work Otts!! This fic is amazing!! Totally amazing!! I just love it!!
All that is needs is PT and the thugs!! :whistle: ^_^

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Okay, the force is being difficult today and I'm too tired to do this properly, so bare with me ;)

Disclaimer: This post is full of smilies. OMG! Beware seizures ...

The boy walked into the building, and five minutes later the explosions began. Teddy had arrived, and he wanted answers.

Chapter: *lots of Japanese words Ottery doesn't understand* Beautiful World ...

Ron said nothing but stuffed his face with a forkful of waffles.

It was nice to have someone like Ginny who was interested in the same things he was and that he could talk to, like one of the guys.

werewolf boy who had told them about the imminent attack on Harry's life. The werewolf boy put a finger to his lips.

"I know you," Luna said. "I don't think I like you, anymore."

The boy shrugged. "I'm sorry about that." He turned to Greyback, "I told you my plan would work, sir."

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Smileys = :dance: :woot: <3 ♥♥♥♥ :)

:gasp: Teddy?

:lol: I totally know what you mean about the Japanese words *mouths the words to a Japanese song* I'm singing!

Aw, poor Ron! That convo must've hurt! Bad Otter! :whistle:

:head: Boys....Harry's way too naive. *tsks* :lol: The fact that he and Ginny end up together makes me feel better about being one of the dudes :loved:

:gasp: :gasp: :gasp: Can it be true?! :lol: Maybe he's a double agent :hmm:

Obi Wan K'lari :lol: I guess you won't have to wait too long ... you always sneak in, I think my force is a little low on batteries :lmao: :swfight: I need to recharge my force *throws his lightsaber at you and runs* I'll be back Obi ... until then deal with :yoda:

:P I'm a :shifty: :ninja: :yoda: :obiwan:...BOO! *gives you discounted force* :lol: Sorry, it's all I can manage at short notice :whistle: o_____O It's YODA! ZOMG! Can I have your autograph? :lmao:

So Lari snuck in just as I was posting last time :lol: no surprise there, she knows when I'm posting because she uses the force ... but you can't stop me K'Lari :lukevader: *check your usernotes btw* left you a surprise :mwaha: & thank you, I always try to be poetic, it's nice that you noticed :blush: :vadersbr:

Sincerely yours,

the Breakfast Club [/CENTER][/COLOR]

:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Of course I wouldn't want to stop you! *decorates the thread with ribbons* Yay for UNs... :evil: Well, you are a poet either way :P Oh, and I just foundsaw your other fic...shame on you for not pointing it out earlier :P So look out for a reply there too. :evil:

Ottery looked down and saw tiny wings on either side of the boy's boots. Where the devil had Teddy gotten anything like that?

"Look, Teddy, I ..." Ottery stopped mid-sentence when the cloaked figure turned to look at him and the dark haired boy could see that it was not Teddy who had rescued him. It was Angel. That was what Ms. X had meant when she’d said that an angel would come to save him.

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OHMCGEE! I want those shoes! :lol:

:gasp: I love Angel! He's so nice :loved: ...

♥♥♥♥♥Angel♥♥♥♥♥♥

[KellyBear]

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Chapter: When you left I lost a part of me ... is this so hard to believe, come back baby please cuz we belong together ...

She slapped him hard across the face, tears streaming down her own face. How dare he! Of all the cold, conniving, evil, son of a *ahem* things to do.

Her hands were fists at either side of her. Her arms like columns holding up the frail edifice that was her person after seeing him again. After everything.

"How dare you?" she said in a controlled voice. In her mind she had uttered it as a scream and followed it with a killing curse.

He merely stood there and took it.

She raised her hands like catapults her fists raining down like stones on his person and still he did nothing to stop her. The building of her composure be damned she didn't mind falling a collapsed heap in his arms so long as she took him down with her. It hurt so much. It hurt worse than any physical pain she could endure and she had endured much in her life. It hurt in the way that those pains that crush souls feel. It hurt the way loss hurts. It hurt like absence because that was what it was. He had left her at her most vulnerable and here he was again.

"You evil ..." she proceeded to rain him down with foul words, ugly words, phrases the devil would cringe to fathom much less dare speak (nothing you'd hear on South Park because they have some standards, if that gives you any clue).

He stood there and took it.

Sebastian knew what he had done was wrong, he knew that he deserved it. Sebastian was many things. He was the least of all the things she said but, mostly those. And all her blows, all her taunts, all her rage could never compare to what he felt the instant he had left her in the hands of their enemies.

"I endured tortures for you. I endured hells unimaginable on a scale you cannot begin to fathom and do you know why? Because I loved you! I LOVED YOU! You vicious," and the invectives would begin again. "I suffered for you. Safe in the knowledge that you would not ... that you would at least come back to me. I should have seen it in your face. You walked away and left me there. You left me in their hands. You walked away while I stayed and suffered. You took ... you bast--" her voice cracked under the strain of so much emotion.

She struck him again, she struck him across the chest, she slapped him, she kicked him, she buried her nails in his flesh as she grabbed him.

"Strike back you ... Coward. You dog. You less than man thing."

"But I still love you," he said, and with those words she crumbled. Nothing he could do could hurt her as much as uttering those words, after all these years.

"Please. Please get out. Please ... or I'll kill you."

"I'm so sorry ..."

"You don't understand. You're such a man ... I've been too long in the wind, too long in the rain, taking any comfort that I can ..."

Draco Malfoy walked into the room. "Mother, is everything all right?"

♥

AN: Narcissa's quote at the end ... is partly from a Dixie Chicks song. Gotta give credit where credit is due.

:gasp: Never saw THAT coming! Mostly cuz I hadn't Beta'd that far....:faint: Wow, who'd a thunk she had that much passion in her? Or ANY passion in her, for that matter? And what enemies? The enemy of my enemies is my friend? Wasn't she a Death Eater? Since when do Order members resort to torture?

*reads on*

[hermionesclone]

OMG! It wasn't Teddy?! It's Angel?! Wow! Those are some cool shoes! Airships? Woah! Wonder where they're going to end up? Hm... Glad they got away from the Death Eaters, though! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita
PS: Love the banner! Love all your banners!

[KellyBear]

Disclaimer: This post is full of smilies. OMG! Beware seizures ...

:music: And I'm so tired of having to live without you
But I don't mind.
Sleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired :music:

And I'm sure Lissy will recognize this song ... :evil:

:music: Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down :music:

Chapter: Stir it up, got to shake it up now ...

The boy walked into the building, and five minutes later the explosions began. Teddy had arrived, and he wanted answers.

♥

Chapter: *lots of Japanese words Ottery doesn't understand* Beautiful World ...

"It's not the Waffle House but, it's good," Luna declared as she ate her strawberry covered waffles.

"Few things can ever be the Waffle House Luna," Ron said laughing.

"Yes, well, nothing beats having dinner with Ottery," Hermione remarked trying to remind Ron that Luna had gone with Ottery to Waffle House, she had not been alone.

"Yeah, like you and he did in India." Ron shot back suddenly reminded of something else entirely.

"That was ... we were undercover in India and ..." Hermione blushed. How had he remembered that?

"That's where you kissed him isn't it?" Ginny interjected suddenly. She gave Hermione a look.

"It wasn't me who kissed him, Ginny. Ottery kissed me." Hermione replied, making a point of the correction.

Ron said nothing but stuffed his face with a forkful of waffles.

Ginny shrugged and Hermione sighed, waving it off. Boys are weird and stupid. Hermione drank her tea and stared out the window.

Harry didn't know what had just happened but, he knew that Ginny and Hermione had been using some sort of secret 'girl' language that boys couldn't interpret. And Ottery and Hermione had kissed? He blushed at the thought. His kissing had been with Cho only and ... while pleasant, the way their relationship had kind of exploded at the end there, it still stung him. Harry didn't really want to think about romance. It was nice to have someone like Ginny who was interested in the same things he was and that he could talk to, like one of the guys.

"So, how is Dean?" Hermione asked and Harry only just caught the look she had given Ginny.

"He's being a sweetheart. He sent me an owl and said he's missing me."

"Wait Dean what?" Ron exploded with the words that wouldn't come out of Harry's mouth. A dragon deep inside his chest roared and Harry wondered for a second if it couldn't be indigestion but, that thought was soon gone as the waitress stopped by their table and dropped the check.

"Wait we didn't ..." Hermione complained.

"I know honey but, I can smell a fight coming a mile away and I don't fancy cleaning up the mess, luv," the woman said.

Hermione turned to look at the strangers at the door. It was a group of young Death Eaters, likely new recruits, being led by Bellatrix. Bellatrix who wore a smile on her face like it was Christmas and she had just received Harry Potter bound in a bow.

"Well, well, what have we here?" she asked, punctuating the question with a cackling laugh.

"Back exit," Harry commanded. But, as they turned to go Ron stopped holding his arm out so the girls could go no further. A tall behemoth, a wall of a man stood there looking every kind of angry and next to him, Fenrir Greyback grinned a wolfish grin and still, next to him Luna recognized the werewolf boy who had told them about the imminent attack on Harry's life. The werewolf boy put a finger to his lips.

"I know you," Luna said. "I don't think I like you, anymore."

The boy shrugged. "I'm sorry about that." He turned to Greyback, "I told you my plan would work, sir."

"You traitorous, scum ball," Ron began but, I can't write what else he said. Suffice it to say it left Hermione blushing, Harry smiling wickedly, Luna impressed and Ginny completely embarrassed that her brother even knew half those words.

♥

AN: I love you guys ... :erm: girls :lol: Ali didn't post so it's girls only. :lol: I'm sorry I don't have time for replies, all the things you said are too sweet Tina :blush: , Connie, I'll miss you when you're on holiday you always post but when you get back you'll have ton of story to read ... I think. :lol: Lissy you're a love and I love that you always recognize the songs ... the 80's PWN'd. Maxie, I think you disappeared :lol: but I love your stories so if you disappear from mine at least post to Road ... I love that fic. Kita this whole fic is full of love ... like in this post :shifty: can you see the love quadrangles starting? :lol: But those annoying Death Eaters always have to interrupt love *sighs* Back laterz y'all ... go hang out at the FC's they're like so empty ... :cry: And before anyone asks, :lol: that annoying wolf boy's name is ... *waits for it* Maxie Zeus ... :yes: but I couldn't work it into this or the following posts ... :lol: don't be so quick to judge Maxie though he's ... :evil: okay he's evil :mwaha: judge away. Replies next time ... promise.


Siskel: I laughed. I cried. It moved me...
Kellybear: *to Siskel* You're weird. And who invited you, anyway?

Seriously, though, this update was awesome!! It made me :lol: as you well know cuz you're like 3 feet away and probably thought I had lost my ever-loving mind when I was doing it :lol:
So I am going on to the next post and hoping you decided against killing a bunch of people.


*puts out a hit on Hermione* What? Hey, she kissed my boyfriend. Them's very dangerous water, matey.

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Oh God, this story is refreshing during exams!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, Ottery, are a wonderful writer and never will I regret the fact that I came across this story!!! This made me laugh and cry!!! Can't wait for more!!
XOXO,
Tina.

[Maxilocks]

Maxie, it's flattering *interjects* Did you see? I named the werewolf after you ...
OttySt, do you really think I could fail to see THE MAXIE ZEUSTER? :P
but seriously, Maxie it's flattering when you say such sweet things considering it's coming from an award winning writer like you. :bow: You PWN. I love your writing ... your characterizations and I can't help but be flattered ... :blush: I'm gonna spam your usernotes now :lol:
You're too sweet. *loves on theee* I'm not that great, not better than you at least, and if you think I'm trying to be modest -- I'm not, it's just the truth, you uber prolific awesommmmmmmmmmeONE, youuuu.


Pssttt... I do NOT disappear.
I'm just a really bad stalker, sometimes. =
Chapter: Uuuh Uh Uuuuuuuuh *because the song was instrumental without spoken words just weird vocals*
:lol:
O: The 80's might have left me, but I never left the 80's ...
*eats the OttyStttt*



I lovelovelove youu.
I also love the fact that I'm the Maxie Zeuster is a werewolfDUUUDE. I mean, HOW COOL IS THAT?!!! *spazzes out lyk whooaaa* YAYAYAYAYAY!

=P

[KellyBear]

:read: This is great!

Chapter: Uuuh Uh Uuuuuuuuh *because the song was instrumental without spoken words just weird vocals*

"I've got seven-league boots," the boy said helping Ottery to his feet.

"So why aren't we in Paris right now?"

:lmao: Seriously. You are :love: !

I love where this is going. I think you are doing a brilliant job.

Wanna go play?
:playground:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

I had rather hoped Lissy had read my replies *sighs* Oh, well, she's a busy mommy this I know. Connie you're still missed *sniffles* hope you're having fun on holiday. :yes:

I need to change my siggy too ... <_< T: *hums* Waking up in Vegas ...

*Overhead voice says* OMG! It's time for Random Dancing Quotage!

ACK!!!! I got so busy that I was 2 PAGES behind!! 2!!!!

Teddy says: Quit yer job, quit yer school, stay home and sit around waiting for another ridiculous update of the world's greatest fic on SS EVER! *fires the cannons*

O: :blush: Or you could just ... I don't know ... :flower:

Okay, the force is being difficult today and I'm too tired to do this properly, so bare with me ;)

*Otty pets* While Teddy says: I'll fix the force for ya! *Takes out a wrench and ties it down to a chair and ... [*/censored because SS is a family channel]*

Aw, poor Ron! That convo must've hurt! Bad Otter! :whistle:

T: :evil:
O: What, wait no ... it wasn't like that ... I wasn't making the moves on Hermione I wanted to make Ron jealous ... no wait, :head:

Never saw THAT coming! Mostly cuz I hadn't Beta'd that far....
O: No comment. T: Hey baby, you free Friday night? *Otty takes Teddy out back for a talk*

OMG! It wasn't Teddy?! It's Angel?! Wow!
:shifty: I see my plot to disguise the rescuer succeeded :mwaha:

Those are some cool shoes!
T: You can't get these at Payless Kita! O: But, they do qualify for bogo.

PS: Love the banner! Love all your banners!
Thank you, Kita, they're all by me ... :yes: :blush: You're too sweet! OMG! :blush:

Siskel: I laughed. I cried. It moved me...
Kellybear: *to Siskel* You're weird. And who invited you, anyway?
Ebert's ghost: I thought it was a bit dry. I was really more into the summer action flicks with a heart ... give me more popcorn Ottery and less butter. Teddy, you're perfect.

Oh God, this story is refreshing during exams!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, Ottery, are a wonderful writer and never will I regret the fact that I came across this story!!!
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush: :blush::blush::blush::blush:
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush: :blush::blush::blush::blush:
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush: :blush::blush::blush::blush:
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush: :blush::blush::blush::blush:
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush::blush: :blush::blush::blush::blush:
:blush::blush::blush::blush::blush:

This made me laugh and cry!!!
You and Siskel both, Tina. :lol:

You're too sweet. *loves on theee* I'm not that great, not better than you at least, and if you think I'm trying to be modest -- I'm not, it's just the truth, you uber prolific awesommmmmmmmmmeONE, youuuu.


Pssttt... I do NOT disappear.
I'm just a really bad stalker, sometimes. =

I'm bad at stalking I usually fall asleep on the job or I hang out at coffee shops while the prey gets away :lol: but I'm still stalking you Maxie ;)

You shouldn't be modest Maxie, I may be prolific but you're prolific and talented. That's why I read your fics :bow: and I welcome any criticisms from a fellow writer as talented as you ;) :yes:

I love where this is going. I think you are doing a brilliant job.

Wanna go play?
You're too sweet and yes I do. *takes your hand and goes to play*
♥♥♥

[Si]

OTTERY BOO.
I'm playing catch up right now.
Unfortunately..I don't have PS so I can't do your banner.
I'm sowwieee.
:glomp:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

“I told you not to go looking for him,” Lupin remarked handing the boy a cup of tea. “I’m afraid there isn’t--”

The boy took out a tin from his pocket and laid it on the table. On the outside it said, Turkish Delights, and it was shaped like a castle. All around the tin were drawn characters from fairy tales.

“Anything you like … or at least anything they serve at Chez Albert on 4th and …”

The boy stopped, noticing the expression on Remus’ face.

“It’s a kind of open gate to this fancy restaurant. It’s how I get food.” Still, the expression on Lupin’s face did not change. “It’s not stealing, if it’s from the rich,” Nicholas objected.

“This is the kind of thing I’m supposed to expect from you? I’m supposed to trust you, believe you and this is the kind of person you want to be? Nothing more than a common thief? Because, if that’s what you want, I can put you in contact with the man selling your father’s possessions out on street corners.”

Chided Nicholas left the box on the table.

“I was hungry, I had no money and … I didn’t have any friends here in the city.” The boy stared at the carpet on Remus’ floor. It was dingy and old, the design something hideous from a lost age.

“I understand that. Trust me, but … it’s a short step from petty theft, to lying and from that on to worse things. Before you know it you’re a Death Eater.”

“I wouldn’t join those scum if … they killed my father. They took my mother from me.” Nicholas said, standing up and knocking over the chair he had been using.

“I’m sorry Nicholas. But just the same, there are other groups you could join and they’re not much better, whatever goals they may have.” Lupin handed the boy his cup of tea and sat across from him. Nicholas righted his chair and sat.

They sat in silence for a while watching the flames in the fireplace growing and shrinking, the wood crumbling and crackling, giving what little warmth it could.

“He was so angry. He didn’t want me talking about Sirius. He didn’t want to believe that Sirius was my father.”

“I know. He meant a lot to Harry. They were very close to each other,” Lupin replied. He stared into the flames, his eyes lost in memories.

“I’m sure there’s something in the kitchen I can scrounge up,” Nicholas said. “I’m pretty adventurous in the kitchen and if you’re not too picky …” Lupin smiled. “I was a cook before I was a thief,” the boy replied.

♥

AEN:I'll be back with a recap for those of you who don't remember everything from the last time we remembered everything and, honestly, that includes me :blush: Friday is here now. Enjoy it. Enjoy life and hopefully all of you will enjoy this post. I love you all, thank you for reading, you're all marvelous people because you keep me going ... thank you all. I love my readers all. :bow: Thank you. :blush: :bow: :glomp:

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Awwww!!!! Poor Harry and Nicholas!!!!! (OMG Sirius had a son called Nicholas!) Great post!!!!!

PS. You didn't have to blush so much if I said that you're a great writer!!!! :lol:

PAMS!!!!

How do I find you on Facebook??

[MunchyBubbles]

Teddy says: Quit yer job, quit yer school, stay home and sit around waiting for another ridiculous update of the world's greatest fic on SS EVER! *fires the cannons*

O: :blush: Or you could just ... I don't know ... :flower:



WEll You can tell Teddy, that if I did that, I would have a very mad husband.. However,, I will try as best as I can to not fall 2 pages behind again!!

Otty!! :glomp: You are sweet!!! ^_^

And I Loved that update!! I am so curious to find out who his mother is! Do we ever get to find out??

And yeah, how do I find you on facebook.. I am on there too :D

[hermionesclone]

Wow! Cool chappie! A catch up session. Sort of. I'm so glad Remus is so understanding! Wow! Wonder who Nicholas' mother is? Hm... Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Lissydove]

*Teddy fires the cannons for Lissy♥Love* O: He liked it when you said he has style
I totally love Molly Ringwald, so who were you Lissy? Which Breakfast clubber? I was so totally obviously uhm, the jock, yeah, that was me ... all muscle and no brains ... yeah *hides Ally Sheedy* I was not weird in HS. I was more like Zac in HSM.

:woot: Teddy! You so do!

Hmmm which Breakfast Clubber? I was sorta the Basket Case but really only based on the loner part. I was more a loner. Now from High School Musical... *ponders* I don't know all their names. :xd: It's new to us. But that quiet girl who played the piano I think... Otts as Zac - nice!


Dear Ottery's Readers,

we (Teddy, Otts, Molly Ringwald & the gang) accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong (Teddy blew up the girl's bathroom and Otty fell asleep in Algebra, O: Sorry! I was tired). But we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us... In the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain...

O: and an athlete... ...and a basket case... *Ally looks at Otty funny*
Claire & Teddy: ...a princess... *they're both looking at Otty*
Teddy & John: ...and a criminal... *they high five*
O: Does that answer your question?...

Sincerely yours,

the Breakfast Club

I love it.

Chapter: Uuuh Uh Uuuuuuuuh *because the song was instrumental without spoken words just weird vocals*

:lol:

The cloaked boy's hand shot out and his wand stopped the arrows in mid air, there they turned and flung back with equal force at the archers who had fired them.

Good spell!

“Don’t be such a sore loser, Otts. Consider it a favor, you can pay me back later.” Angel smiled at the boy and winked. Ottery crossed his arms and pouted thinking up a few choice phrases he would like to use on the boy but, not saying them because his mother had taught him not to be an ungrateful brat.

:lol: You are so cute!

I had rather hoped Lissy had read my replies *sighs* Oh, well, she's a busy mommy this I know.

:glomp: I always come back to see them. It was a crazy week!


“It’s a kind of open gate to this fancy restaurant. It’s how I get food.” Still, the expression on Lupin’s face did not change. “It’s not stealing, if it’s from the rich,” Nicholas objected.

A Robin Hood in the making... except he keeps it for himself. :xd:


“This is the kind of thing I’m supposed to expect from you? I’m supposed to trust you, believe you and this is the kind of person you want to be? Nothing more than a common thief? Because, if that’s what you want, I can put you in contact with the man selling your father’s possessions out on street corners.”

Ouch. Harsh!

“I understand that. Trust me, but … it’s a short step from petty theft, to lying and from that on to worse things. Before you know it you’re a Death Eater.”

That's a pretty big leap actually! Remus is just too goody, but I understand he doesn't want Nicholas to go astray and wants to protect him for his friend. *sniff* Love him. *loves*

“I’m sure there’s something in the kitchen I can scrounge up,” Nicholas said. “I’m pretty adventurous in the kitchen and if you’re not too picky …” Lupin smiled. “I was a cook before I was a thief,” the boy replied.


I'm glad they have each other. ^_^

Friday is here now. Enjoy it. Enjoy life and hopefully all of you will enjoy this post. I love you all, thank you for reading, you're all marvelous people because you keep me going ... thank you all. I love my readers all. Thank you.

*loves on the author* Thank YOU for writing for us! :glomp: Love ya!

[HannahLongbottom]

How did I get behind with this fic? I'll never know!

Bloody brilliant my friend! Bloody brilliant! :glomp:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

*Otty pets* While Teddy says: I'll fix the force for ya! *Takes out a wrench and ties it down to a chair and ... [*/censored because SS is a family channel]*

:woot: The force is aaaall fixed now! *watches the force cowering behind a :hide:* :glomp: Thanks Teddy :evil:

T::evil:
O: What, wait no ... it wasn't like that ... I wasn't making the moves on Hermione I wanted to make Ron jealous ... no wait, :head:


:lmao: *puts the dunce hat on you* *puts one on herself so you're not alone* :dunce:


“He was so angry. He didn’t want me talking about Sirius. He didn’t want to believe that Sirius was my father.”

“I know. He meant a lot to Harry. They were very close to each other,” Lupin replied. He stared into the flames, his eyes lost in memories.



Oh, so he really is Sirius' son :hmm: I wonder what Harry would do if he knew Remus knew and didn't tell him either? Gosh. Unless Nicolas only told Remus about him being Siruis' son? Oooooooooooooooooooooo....PAMS! Love the post. Love you. I'm going to go stalk your other fic naw...:gollum2:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

AN: Sorry kids, no time for replies, I've fallen so far behind on this fic, not that y'all should worry because I'm still way ahead of y'all but ... the point is I'm not my ten pages ahead of you comfortable that I normally am ... so *fires the cannons for deadlines* Blame it on Love in the time of Whooping Cough or my new one shot which is not up yet and I may have to resubmit because I don't think it went through the first time ... still, it's just a one shot so pop in and pop out ... yeah.

:gryff:

First, the recap ...

Quick RECAP (For those of you who, like Otty, are perpetually late to the party):

Our story finds our intrepid heroine Hermione in the throes of a book on subversive Hogwarts history (which may or may not later come into play). Harry for his part was in the middle of a car chase with Sirius Black his godfather, chasing after some Death Eaters. Their merry chase led them to a neighborhood and a street fight which introduced us to the character of Nicholas Black, Sirius Black's son? (I'm not telling ).

Next, we find Ottery St. Catchpole prisoner of Rodolphus LeStrange in Hong Kong of all places. Lord Voldemort it seems is planning an alliance with the Chinese Magical Triads. Tonks escorts Professor Dumbledore to see a new face in the magical world, a very dangerous face, an old friend ... Sebastian Shaw. They part ways, Dumbledore refusing to accept Sebastian's help because his army employs the same evil tactics that the Death Eaters do.

As if that wasn't enough action to keep you all awake at nights wondering how Ottery's shorts are a horcrux, then I don't how you all sleep at nights? *realizes that sentence makes no sense* Teddy will fire the cannons at anyone who objects. You have been warned.

Meanwhile back at the Burrow, Ron is mooning about love, but for whom? It's too early to tell. When Luna pops up looking for snoozlefoos and a naked werewolf pops up looking for trouble. Harry confronts Nicholas about his identity, and somewhere in Paris a cute boy receives a mysterious phone call about saving an old ... hmm ... (friend? enemy? playful adversary? playful friend?) No, I'm not telling you that either

As if all that wasn't more plot than most episodes of Hannah Montana, we turn our eyes back to Ottery who receives a late night dinner guest in his cell, a girl he knows, but who mysteriously stops him from uttering her name before we can learn it. Dang you Ottery, and dang your pov!

Professor Snape gets a curious visitor in the form of Professor Dumbledore who informs him that HE will be the new DADA teacher :simm: ... major wowage didn't see that one coming did ya? ;)

Harry contemplates the news of Nicholas Black and wonders whether or not it is true. NOTE: We still don't know this to be fact. Death Eaters openly attack and kill a wizard with a muggle family labeling him a blood traitor. News of Sebastian Shaw's return spreads but, as of yet he has not acted.

Teddy flying over the city on a steam powered zeppelin confers with Tiffany, Ottery's secretary, that Sebastian is on the loose, Ottery's missing and Angel is on the prowl, though for what exactly I won't say. So don't ask :lol: Tiffany refuses Teddy's advances. *Pets Teddy*

Harry and Nicholas run into each other on the street and they have a war of words. Harry doesn't want to believe that Nicholas is Sirius' son. Is he? :paw1:

Nymphadora *gets stunned* I mean, Tonks and Lupin have a quiet chat at Cafe Mondrian about their 'not-happening-romance' which is funny because their vibes say otherwise. :shifty: Meanwhile, right outside the cafe the Abbot & Costello of Death Eaters try to take Nicholas hostage. As you all surely remember, that didn't work out so well for them.

A flying car and some broken walls later, I wrote Kelly a poem here (http://www.snitchseeker.com/da-headquarters/home-poems-yo-37724/index2.html#post8540540) if you missed it :mwaha: Ron and Luna lose Maxie Zeus, the naked werewolf boy y'all remember? They wake up the Burrow and Fleur antagonizes Mama Weasley while flirting with Bill. Ron writes a letter and Luna and Ginny plan to save the day and Harry Potter in the mix.

Ottery is about to be executed when :gasp: lo and behold Teddy appears ... or so everyone thinks. Harry is still losing sleep over the whole Nicholas is he or isn't he? When he's woke up by the arrival of the Harry Potter Rescue Squad comprised of :ron: :luna: :hermy2: and Ginny who still doesn't have a smilie. We return to Ottery's triumphant rescue where Teddy is still not saving his :peach: but, there's the boulders, will they get away? :worried:

Narcissa slaps Sebastian and it is revealed that ... they were once lovers. OMG!

Teddy blows up stuff in his search for Ottery. While Luna declares that even though it's not Waffle House they make good waffles. Hermione noticing Ron being all attentive of Luna tries to make him jealous by stating how they (Ottery & Luna) were having 'dinner' together but it backfires. In an attempt to aid her friend, Ginny points out that Hermione got kissed by Ottery (they're trying to make me look like I'm easy :blush: ) Ron is not dissuaded and Hermione points out OTTERY did the kissing. Yup, he's a slag alright.

Death Eaters ruin the party and it turns out Maxie Zeus, our naked werewolf boy is in the mix. A Death Eater you say? There's more here than meets the eye. Obi Wan K'Lari tries to use the force on Ottery and there are Breakfast Club references a-go-go.

Ottery's rescue continues, boy that was a long rescue :lol: and Ottery's true champion is revealed to be none other than Angel who has had past entanglements with Ottery but as to what nature at present I am not at liberty to divulge :blush: Just :read: already :lol:

Si shows up :hello: Hey Si, & the story continues with Lupin and Nicholas sitting down for dinner, Nick is staying at his friend's Lupin's house and he gets chided for a bit of thievery.

And that was our last post *gasps and dies of all the recappery*

And now on Ottery's Human Nature ... *the hair on the back of Otty's neck is all a tingle* Uh, uh, uh, STILL more action and adventure just you watch.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/kidflash16/ottylovesfreddie2.png

Kanye's a jerk. Taylor and Beyonce PWN. That is all. :wizard:

Chapter: You get what you give

But when the night is falling
And you cannot find the light
If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget you only get what you give

They were surrounded by Death Eaters, there was no question of that.

They were outnumbered by Death Eaters that was indisputable.

Between Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna there group were five, while Bellatrix stood flanked by three goons propitiously covering the front door. Greyback, a wall of a man, muscled and scary and the traitor werewolf boy stood blocking the exit. That made it … *Otty checks his math* seven Death Eaters against five members of Dumbledore‘s Army.

“What are we going to do now?” Ron asked Harry in a whisper.

Hermione pushed past Ron and Harry and stood before the tall man blocking their exit, a man who most resembled a wall. Her eyes staring forward came up to his chest. Hermione looked up.

“You can’t seriously mean to start a fight here. This is a muggle establishment.”

In response Bellatrix pointed her wand at the waitress. “Imperio!”

“Well that answers that,” Ron said smiling nervously and punching the Wall in the chest. “Ouch!” Ron clutched his bruised knuckles.

“Not like that Ron, like this,” Hermione remarked and brought her knee up between the man’s legs.

“Nice try doll,” the Death Eater replied, blocking Hermione’s kick with his hand. “But I wasn’t born yesterday.”

“Neither was I, and I’m not a doll,” Hermione shot back kicking him in the shins.

The Wall screamed and fell on the floor. Greyback stepped forward and slapped Hermione across the face and Ron cast a spell that sent the rude werewolf crashing into an empty booth at the back of the café.

Watching the violence ensuing, and the magic that had caused Greyback to fly across the café, people started running out of the building. Bellatrix and her Death Eaters tripping some of them on the way out, for fun, laughing as the muggles screamed in terror.

“If that’s how you want to play it Bellatrix,” Harry said angrily taking his wand out. “Avada K--” Ginny slapped Harry, hard across the face, then proceeded to fire a hex at Bellatrix.

Bellatrix’s minions rushed Harry and his friends. As two of them came at Luna she screamed like someone had struck her, and the two Death Eaters coming at her stopped and stared in surprise.

“Got ya.” Luna said and confounded one while knocking the other one on his bum with a moving spell.

Hermione, having recovered from the slap, used her wand to fling salt shakers, and bottles of ketchup and mustard at Greyback and the werewolf boy who were coming at her and Ron.

“Keep them off their feet,” Hermione yelled, “otherwise they’re going to … ah!” She screamed in pain as she felt a bolt of lightning strike her hand, still Hermione gripped her wand tightly. Bellatrix cackled, and Harry and Ginny kept firing at her and the man standing next to her but they deflected their curses as if they were swatting aside flies.

“This is getting us nowhere,” Ron said sending curses to the werewolf boy, who kept throwing them back.

“If you’ve got a suggestion I’m open to it!” Harry yelled ducking behind the café counter.

“I do,” Hermione broke in. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Fine,” Ron said, “How?”

“On my mark, rush the back door!” Ginny cut in.

“Fine. Now!” Luna said, and with that Hermione blasted the light fixtures on the ceiling. Before the Death Eaters knew what was happening Harry and his companions rushed Bellatrix and her lone companion.

“Ouch, you inflated … what cheeky little ... Who pinched my bum?” Bellatrix howled, and then laughed.

It was an old rule of the members of Dumbledore’s Army that whenever they should find themselves in a firefight, whatever suggestions anyone made aloud, the others would do the opposite. Seriously, would you yell out your battle plans out loud in the middle of a fight?

Our heroes finding themselves outside on the street all turned and readied their wands to hex whoever came out of the café first. To their sad surprise the Death Eaters apparated behind them.

“You kids really are gullible, you know that?” the werewolf boy remarked.

Luna slapped him hard across the face, and he pushed her back into Ron, causing both of them to fall on the floor. Pointing his wand at them, he threatened, “Stay down, or else.”

Bellatrix had Ginny by the wrist, the young girl was holding her wand trying desperately to fire a hex at the witch. Harry for his part had his arms pinned back by The Wall, and Greyback had his wand pointing at Hermione as did the other three Death Eaters.

“You think you’re so smart don’t you?” Bellatrix exclaimed looking at Hermione. “Here take this one,” she said to one of the Death Eaters and shoved Ginny her way, having taken her wand from her.

“Leave her alone!” Ron exclaimed from where he sat on the ground helping Luna to sit up.

“Oh, I’ll get to you in a second, brain boy. Don’t think I’ve forgotten you from the Ministry. Don’t think I’ve forgotten any of you,” she said with menace.

“Really Mrs. Lestrange, is this the best place to torture these …” before he could finish his comment he was on his knees crying out in pain as Bellatrix used the Cruciatus curse on him.

She turned to Hermione then and did the same. As Hermione screamed Ron stood up but was attacked by the werewolf boy, his body covered in cuts his cries of pain joined Hermione’s.

“Stop it, please,” Luna screamed, “Please,” looking at the werewolf boy who only smiled with a dedicated glee.

The Wall kicked Harry in the knees and he fell to the ground, the Death Eater pushing his face onto the wet asphalt. Ginny looking on helplessly wished there was something to do.

The night’s darkness was marred by the sign of the Dark Mark in the sky above them. The screams of her friends filling Ginny’s ears.

♥

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Otts, you've done a brilliant job on this chappie!!!! Loved it, though it hurts when I see all of them get tortured like that...
:(
More!!!!
Lovie,
Tina.

[MunchyBubbles]

Ohhh Amazing update!! I loved it.. All the torture and the angst.. I'm on the edge of my seat waiting to see what will happen..

[HannahLongbottom]

Talk about a cliffhanger Otts! Goodness!

Excellent update though, I love how you write action. It's so intense! How are they going to get out of this. They are going to get out of it aren't they?

[hermionesclone]

OMG! OMG! OMG! :faint: *lower lip trembles* Did anyone die? Hope not! That'll just be too sad! Hope they get out of this! *crosses fingers* I loved the way you described all the action! I was laughing so much! I love the DA rule, though! Great plan! I liked the way Hermione tried to kick the man between his legs and then kicked his shins! That was so funny! I was laughing a lot at Bellatrix's comment when the teens tried to get out! Which leads me to: Is anyone dead?! I hope not! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[KellyBear]

:gasp:

:faint: How are they gonna get out of this one?

I only saw a couple of places where I would have added a comma but no other grammar errors were in sight.


Seriously, they went up against some nasties. :yes: but knowing you, I'm sure they got some clever way of getting away. ;) Can't wait to read more, m'love.

[Lissydove]

Hey Ottery, dear! :glomp:

I'm loving the recap, this is such a busy fic and this is a good thing! Can't wait to see how it all comes together. :wizard:

“You can’t seriously mean to start a fight here. This is a muggle establishment.”

In response Bellatrix pointed her wand at the waitress. “Imperio!”

“Well that answers that,” Ron said smiling nervously and punching the Wall in the chest. “Ouch!” Ron clutched his bruised knuckles.

Ahahahahaha! :xd: Well then I guess she can after all.

The Wall indeed. hehe


“Not like that Ron, like this,” Hermione remarked and brought her knee up between the man’s legs.

“Nice try doll,” the Death Eater replied, blocking Hermione’s kick with his hand. “But I wasn’t born yesterday.”

“Neither was I, and I’m not a doll,” Hermione shot back kicking him in the shins.

The Wall screamed and fell on the floor. Greyback stepped forward and slapped Hermione across the face and Ron cast a spell that sent the rude werewolf crashing into an empty booth at the back of the café.

'Mione can definitely hold her own, I love it. It's also only right that Ron is there to back her up.

“If that’s how you want to play it Bellatrix,” Harry said angrily taking his wand out. “Avada K--” Ginny slapped Harry, hard across the face, then proceeded to fire a hex at Bellatrix.

Whoa. Harry's temper really got away with him if he was about to use that spell. Not that Bella doesn't deserve it.

“Fine. Now!” Luna said, and with that Hermione blasted the light fixtures on the ceiling. Before the Death Eaters knew what was happening Harry and his companions rushed Bellatrix and her lone companion.

“Ouch, you inflated … what cheeky little ... Who pinched my bum?” Bellatrix howled, and then laughed.

:lmao: My bets are on Harry. He doesn't really want to kill her after all. :xd:

It was an old rule of the members of Dumbledore’s Army that whenever they should find themselves in a firefight, whatever suggestions anyone made aloud, the others would do the opposite. Seriously, would you yell out your battle plans out loud in the middle of a fight?

Good rule. :yes:

“Really Mrs. Lestrange, is this the best place to torture these …” before he could finish his comment he was on his knees crying out in pain as Bellatrix used the Cruciatus curse on him.

She really does have a way with people, huh?

The night’s darkness was marred by the sign of the Dark Mark in the sky above them. The screams of her friends filling Ginny’s ears.

Eeeeeeeee cliffhanger!

You need to come update and relieve the suspense. And

I'm watching, always watching. :shifty:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Maybe I'll post tomorrow ... :lol: it's just that ... well ... *can't say* and I'm having a lot of trouble with the next scene after the one I can post ... :yes: :music: HELP! I need somebody help, no not just anybody help you know I need someone HELP! :music:

:faint:

First the graphix :lol:



The avvies first ...

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Siggies now ...

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:wizard:
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:kitty:
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:pirate2:
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Please DO NOT HOTLINK!


Prongs.RJGirl: Hey Tina ... I haven't even begun to torture our heroes :mwaha: but that's what makes them heroic, no? Their ability to overcome their adversities. Yup ... but don't worry Neville saves the day ... d'oh no wait I didn't say that ...



*Flower* : I hope you've stood up by now Thea, because the edge of your seat is a dangerous place to sit :lol: neways, my next post doesn't uncliffiefy this post so ... :erm: sorry :blush: :run:



HannahLongbottom: I cannot tell you if they're going to get out of this or how ... OMG! Thank you for the compliments you are a love ♥ :kitty: I'm a kitty when I'm not an otter ... :yes:



hermionesclone: Kita :mwaha: I cannot divulge anything ... I'm starting to wonder why I bother replying if I can't tell you all anything :lol: it's because I love you all :glomp: but thank you for the compliments ... and uhm, as a good fic writer you have to understand my next post doesn't undo this cliffie LOL sorry but then what would you all have to come back for? I'm glad you laughed ... I like throwing in humor in between the darkness because life's funny you know?



KellyBear: <_< *OMGSPAZZATTACKRANDOMLINKPOSTHERE* there ... now that I got that out of my hair ...

How are they gonna get out of this one?

Seriously everyone is asking me that one :lol: I can't tell you all ... :shifty: just yet ...



Lissydove: :mwaha: recaps are love and with my stories you really do need them. :lol: I want to be new-reader friendly all the time ... :yes:

Hermione CAN definitely hold her own. Ron is love though because he loves her ... *aaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwww* *dies*

Harry is still angry with Bellatrix for having killed Sirius hence the whole ... but the spell wouldn't have worked because ... or maybe it would have ... remember Ootp? You have to mean it.

:ron: <_< :loved: :glomp: :read: :mwaha: :drool: :pirate2: :wizard: :kitty:

I will update soon ... like tomorrow maybe ... just didn't want you all thinking I had jumped off a cliff or something ... go read my oneshot for now, no? It needs comment love ♥ please. *begsandgivesyouallthepoutandtheotteryeyes*

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Chapter: When you get caught between the moon and New York City

The Zeppelin flying over New York City

To say that he was comfortable would have been an understatement.

To get Ottery to say it … well, it would be easier to capture sunlight in a jar.

The accommodations Angel’s servant had shown him to on the airship Arceus were spectacular, to say the least. The rooms were the size of a house, composed of a waiting room, two bathrooms, a bedroom, a kitchen, a dinning area and outside of the bedroom the entrance to the long balcony, the section of which was portioned off by a small iron fence with a gate on either side.

The long balcony was a large wooden platform that went around all of the upper rooms of the airship where the passengers could walk around. The room’s walls were decorated with fine paintings, Rembrandts, Renoirs, Reubens and Titians, all of them among Ottery’s favorite artists.

The kitchen was well stocked with foods from around the world, and what’s more it contained some of Ottery’s favorite delights, among them shrimp and lobster, loads of chocolate in it‘s many forms, organic milk unpasturized, canollies and candies from all over the globe.

No expense had been spared, but then again, Ottery well knew, Angel could afford every expense.

“I should be thankful that I’m alive,” Ottery told himself, “I should be thankful that I’m alive,” he repeated, as he sat in a pink marble tub covered in soap and sudsy bath water letting his tired bones and muscles soak in the heat. “I am not a basilisk, I AM grateful that I’m alive.”

He sighed.

“Oh it’s no use. I hate you Angel!” he yelled into what he believed to be an empty bathroom.

“Hate is such a harsh word, Ottery. Surely, you don’t mean to say such a thing to your old” here the boy paused to think of an appropriate metaphor, “sparring partner,” the boy ended, smiling as he walked into the room wearing only a towel around his waist.

“Old? You’re a kid compared to me.”

Angel merely laughed.

“And who said, we were done sparring?” Ottery replied acidly.

“My sentiments exactly, Ottery, old chum,” the boy remarked as he sat at the edge of the tub and let his fingers trail a course through the water.

Ottery threw his bright yellow rubber ducky at the boy but missed and cursed for it, even as Angel laughed.

“C’mon, Otts, let me in. There’s room enough for two,” Angel teased.

“It’s a tub the size of a baseball field,” Ottery exclaimed, for indeed it was, shaped as it was like grapes on a vine of which Ottery’s small tub was only a portion, “But that doesn’t mean there’s room enough for the both of us.”

“Fine Ottery, be that way,” Angel remarked splashing water at the boy’s face. “Be angry at me for saving your worthless hide, when your own best friend wouldn’t come. It’s not my fault you can’t stay out of trouble. It‘s just my fault you‘re still alive,” with those words Angel stood up and started walking away.

With those words stinging his heart Ottery wondered if perhaps he hadn’t been wrong to be angry at Angel for saving his life, for being his enemy … or whatever it is they were to one another now after all their history. Games of spies, games of cat and mouse, games of … hadn’t they all just been games?

As Ottery was about to exclaim something he watched Angel pull the towel off and wrap it around his neck like a tie. He stepped out the door leaving Ottery blushing in the bath water.

“He’s an infuriating as and I don’t like him!” the boy reminded himself again and again.

Ottery had the worst luck in friends, especially with characters like Angel who drove him nuts, and Teddy who was perpetually nuts and trying to get Ottery into trouble or death whichever one was easier.

♥

[Lollipop!]

Uh, i haven't posted in ages!:head:
I wuv your other one-shot!
That chapter was amazing!!!!

[hermionesclone]

Wow! I love the sound of the airship! It sounds so cool! And the sound of the food! Wow! I love the bath tub as well! Otty's so lucky! Aw! Otty has a bright yellow ribber duckie! Wonder where Teddy is? Hm... Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Connie]

Angel is such a card! He thinks he has Ottery just where he wants him. I hope Ottery can pull a good one on him! "HELP! I need somebody help, no not just anybody help you know I need someone HELP!"
I love the Beetles! I love your posts too, hope to be reading more soon.

[KellyBear]

OK, so I'm playing Pokemon Indigo, too. I noticed you signed on for me; you're such a love.:loved:

Hm, seems like there is a lot of history between Ottery and Angel. So far, I don't see any reason why Ottery would be so upset, after all, Angel did save his life...unless there was a serious betrayal or maybe a broken heart in there somewhere? Hm....

[HannahLongbottom]

HannahLongbottom: I cannot tell you if they're going to get out of this or how ... OMG! Thank you for the compliments you are a love ♥ :kitty: I'm a kitty when I'm not an otter ... :yes:


Well as long as you promise that you and Teddy have got the situation under control, then it's ok.

You're welcome on the compliments, you deserve them!

Angel certainly is cheeky! *averts eyes* Bravo again.

Have you seen the Teddy Lupin comps (http://www.snitchseeker.com/chunky-monkey-character-forum/teddy-lupin-fan-club-tlfc-49706/index159.html#post8628441)? I'm hosting :)

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Random Teddy Fact: According to Einstein's theory of relativity, Chuck Norris can actually roundhouse kick you yesterday.

Short replies then the post you've all been waiting for ... THEN another long wait :lol: Sorry, y'all I'm still working on what follows. This was originally going to appear later in flashback but ... the events following this post made it somewhat ... uhm, impossible. Yeah, because by the time I got around to interjecting this flashback it really wouldn't have mattered ... [*/is purposely vague]

That said ... Random Teddy Fact: Science Fact: Roundhouse kicks are comprised primarily of an element called Chucktanium.

LilyLunaGinnyPotter: Thank you :blush: but Did you know ... Random Teddy Fact: Hellen Keller's favorite color is Chuck Norris.


hermionesclone: Kita, I don't know about Otty being lucky just yet ... as for Teddy he's ... well he'll be in the upcoming posts let's just say. :evil: Until then, Kita, I leave you with this Random Teddy Fact: Chuck Norris roundhouse kicks don't really kill people. They wipe out their entire existence from the space-time continuum.

Connie: Connie if Angel were a card he'd be ... the King of Hearts? :shifty: or a knave :mwaha: you decide, later ;) But for now ... oh you know what's coming ... Random Teddy Fact: Chuck Norris did in fact, build Rome in a day.

KellyBear: Random Teddy Fact: When J. Robert Oppenheimer said "I am become death, the destroyer Of worlds", He was not referring to the atomic bomb. He was referring to the Chuck Norris halloween costume he was wearing. :yes:

HannahLongbottom: Hey Hannah, I'm still working on my entry but ... Random Teddy Fact: Fear is not the only emotion Chuck Norris can smell. He can also detect hope, as in "I hope I don't get a roundhouse kick from Chuck Norris."

♥ Chuck Norris Loves this fic :lol: Honest! ♥

Chapter: Chuck Norris is Dumbledore! <<<Don't look unless you want a spoiler.

Ron’s body lay on the floor convulsing as invisible knives cut his skin again and again not deep enough to inflict major damage but not so close to the skin as to only sting. Luna’s eyes pleaded with the werewolf boy to stop and his smile seemed to weaken as he caught her gaze and he said, “Finite Incantatem,” if somewhat reluctantly.

Hermione lay on her knees on the street, her hair in her face and on her face a tired look but in her eyes a fire of utter defiance. Bellatrix laughed. The girl’s spark of bravado incensed her but, she admired it as well.

“You … you can’t … you won’t get away … with this,” Hermione exclaimed, “There’ll … be … others.”

“Stop it you vicious witch!” Harry yelled at the top of his lungs.

Ginny for her part had her eyes closed to everything, she was silently mumbling something over and over again.

“What’s with this little one? Saying her prayers is she?” the Death Eater, a Cornelius Gracewell, taunted.

“I’d rather think you’d be doing that,” Ginny answered him opening her eyes. She wiped her sweaty brow and shoved one of her brother’s wet start firecrackers in the Death Eaters pants.

“What did you do you filthy little …” as the man fished around for it he let her go and throwing a few at the puddles on the ground she grabbed his wand and would have fired it off but

“Expelliarmus,” another Death Eater cried.

Ginny grabbed her hand which stung.

Cornelius screamed as the firecracker went off in his pants, the others started hopping around trying to avoid them and Bellatrix made the mistake of trying to make them stop thereby multiplying them. A cacophony of sound and light emblazoned the streets. Dragons and sprites flew through the air popping and exploding into starry nights and exploding rainbows, a thousand tiny super novas whistling and taunting the Death Eaters. The distraction was enough that Harry slammed both his heels on the Wall’s feet and that as anyone whose had it done to them can attest was very painful. Screaming he released the boy who grabbed Hermione.

“Come on Granger, we’re not done yet,” he said and helped her to her feet. He screamed out in a moment and fell on the ground as Fenrir tore his back with his claws.

Luna walked up to the werewolf boy and slapped him hard across the face. He looked at her ashamed. But another Death Eater slapped Luna back knocking her to the ground.

“Enough of this!” Bellatrix yelled. “Kill everyone of them except Potter! The Dark Lord wants him!”

“Just what I wanted to hear,” Fenrir exclaimed transforming fully into a werewolf before Hermione’s eyes. She screamed in terror and bending down next to Harry pulled him closer to her trying to get him away from the creature.

“Enough indeed,” a voice rang out in the night.

The sky trembled as dark clouds parted and a lightning bolt crashed down into the middle of the street tearing it apart creating a crater like a broken eggshell. “How dare you come after my students,” rang a familiar voice all of the children recognized.

At the start of every term its kind, gravelly tones welcomed them to Hogwarts and pressed on them the values of a good education but, never, as stern as that voice might become had they heard it so wrought with anger.

The fireworks cease sparking and the boy, for indeed he was not yet a man, holding Ginny Weasley by her hair let her go. He fell to the floor asleep stung by a buzzing mechanical bee.

“It’s Dumbledore,” another Death Eater exclaimed. The one who had been spelled by Bellatrix before with the Cruciatus curse. He was next to fall suddenly bound in magical ropes that appeared from nowhere.

“Don’t just stand there fools, do something!” Bellatrix exclaimed, firing fiendfyre.

Dumbledore batted the spell aside with ease, where it struck the ground flowers appeared. Where Maxie Zeus the werewolf boy stood the ground beneath his feet began to tremble and break apart. A giant arm made of stone lifted Ron and Luna in it’s grasp and it grew up out of the ground away from the Death Eaters. The werewolf boy gave Dumbledore a sheepish grin and ran away into shadows.

Spells began to fly from the remaining Death Eaters and Dumbledore swatted them aside easily, rebounded them, or merely made them disappear.

“You can tell your master that if he dares to strike at my students again I will come after him myself,” Dumbledore roared.

“You’re an old man, you are, wizard,” Fenrir replied. “You can stop our spells but you can’t …” before he could finish he fell to the floor stunned.

“Who fights and runs lives to fight another day,” the Wall said as he disapparated.

“No, you do not,” Dumbledore exclaimed casting a spell to render apparating impossible. Still it was too late, the Wall had escaped.

“Bellatrix, you were such a promising student … I’ve always thought it a pity that you ended up this way.”

“Yes, well, I always thought it a pity I couldn’t kill you,” and she fired another killing curse which Dumbledore deflected with a car.

Cornelius grabbing his crotch lifted his wand but fell to the ground as Ginny slammed the back of his head with a tire iron. The Death Eater fell to the ground knocked out.

“Accio wands,” Dumbledore exclaimed and the children’s wands returned to their respective users. “You are outnumbered Bellatrix.”

“And you’re an honorable old fool, Dumbledore,” she exclaimed holding Hermione by the throat Harry lying on the floor bleeding looking at her with helpless eyes trying to think of a spell to hurt the Death Eater without hurting Hermione.

Out of nowhere aurors started to step out of shadows, first Kingsley Shacklebolt, flanked at his side by his partner Tonks, then Mr. Weasley, and members of the Order of the Phoenix as well, Hagrid, Remus Lupin and Nicholas Black.

“‘Arry,” the tall lumbering half giant exclaimed running to pick up the boy. He helped him to his feet as Bellatrix backed away with Hermione. “‘Don’t you ‘urt ‘Ermione you vicious …”

“Oh shut it you blathering idiot,” Bellatrix said sending a stunning spell at Hagrid. Being half giant, however the spell had little enough effect.

“No one do anything,” Dumbledore’s voice commanded.

Tonks, Ginny noted, was suddenly curiously absent.

“Ginny love,” her father said suddenly whisking her into his arms, “Your mother is going to kill you,” and with those words Mrs. Weasley appeared bawling from a side street.

“Tell me to wait it out, not when my babies are … oh, Ginny,” she cried tears of joy and sadness rushing down her face. “Where’s Ronald, and Harry … Luna …” It broke Harry’s heart to hear her wailing voice like a mother whose lost all her children.

“You’re not getting out of this Bellatrix,” Dumbledore warned.

“But that’s where you’re horribly wrong old man,” she said, as she stood next to a man hole, peeping out of a hole in the man hole was a little pink mouse.

What happened next happened quickly. Bellatrix dropped a night bomb which exploded enshrouding everything in darkest night, Tonks transformed and pulled Hermione away from the witch who fired a killing curse and Bellatrix disappeared down the man hole.

“Lumos maximus!” Dumbledore exclaimed and the darkest night was replaced with the moonlight and the soft shinning beam from the end of his wand.

“Where’s my little Ronniekins, where’s my Ronald?” Mrs. Weasley cried hysterically.

“He’s all right Molly,” Dumbledore assured her, causing the giant stone arm that had come up out of the ground to fall back into the earth. Ron lay there his head resting on Luna’s legs bleeding slowly but breathing steadily. Luna had a black eye and her mouth was bleeding, her wand behind one ear.

Mrs. Weasley ran to his side immediately and she started to tend to his wounds.

“Are you all right, Hermione?” Tonks asked her. Hagrid took Harry closer to her.

“Yes, Hermione how are you?”

The girl whose defiant eyes had faced down death saw the broken glasses and the hurt on her best mates face. “Re.. re … reparo.” She said and Harry’s glasses were new again.

“I guess that means …” but before Harry could finish she had flung herself into his arms in an embrace and she was crying unashamedly and though her arms were wrapped so tight they touched the gashes on Harry’s back he said nothing silently thankful that his friends had all made it out alive, yet again.

:wizard: :kitty: :pirate2: :drool: :read: :mwaha: :loved: :glomp: <_< :ron:

*ahem* And on that note ... or rather this one: Random Teddy Fact: What’s known as the UFC, or Ultimate Fighting Championship, doesn’t use its full name, which happens to be “Ultimate Fighting Championship, Non-Chuck-Norris-Division”. I leave you, to return again one hopes, someday, with a new post :lol:

[HannahLongbottom]

HannahLongbottom: Hey Hannah, I'm still working on my entry but ... Random Teddy Fact: Fear is not the only emotion Chuck Norris can smell. He can also detect hope, as in "I hope I don't get a roundhouse kick from Chuck Norris."

The deadline has been extended until Midnight GMT, 25th October, so you've got pleanty of time to get your entry in :D

Favourite bit:


“What’s with this little one? Saying her prayers is she?” the Death Eater, a Cornelius Gracewell, taunted.

“I’d rather think you’d be doing that,” Ginny answered him opening her eyes. She wiped her sweaty brow and shoved one of her brother’s wet start firecrackers in the Death Eaters pants.


*wonders if she should admit the she has not got the foggiest who Chuck Norris might be*

[Connie]

Another breathtakeing post! Your talent does justice to your wonderful imagination! :yes: Isn't Harry great? I would pass out if my back had been ripped open and the hugging too. But Harry's use to pain isn't he? :cry: And as far as I can tell, I really can't say Angel is a knave exactly, and he's careful not to show where his heart is :shifty: , so I wouldn't say he's the King of Hearts either, so :erm: maybe he's the Ace in the hole, simply there when you need him. You had best decide, cause only you know what you've got up your sleeve.:banaboogie: I know your busy, but, I hope you can post soon.

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Sorry, i haven't posted in ages!!!! Great posts, the two. Can't wait for more!!!
The part about Hermone hugging Harry was so sweet!! Awww!
PAMS!!

XOXO,
Tina.

[KellyBear]

So, the question is...

If the train bit is the exciting part, how on earth will I survive it? :faint:

And thanks to you, I'm now crushing on Dumbledore. :blush: Sheesh!

Well, he is a snappy dresser :eyebrows:

Wow, love, that was an exciting rollercoaster ride. I can't wait for more.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

I blame it on the Ten-foot Tall Te-e-e-e-e-eacher! And evil old geezers who hate procrastination...:hack:...They're the reason why I missed so many updates :( But they can't keep me away now :evil: well, for the week end at least :P

I come baring replies:


Kanye's a jerk. Taylor and Beyonce PWN. That is all. :wizard:


Yes he is.


“If that’s how you want to play it Bellatrix,” Harry said angrily taking his wand out. “Avada K--” Ginny slapped Harry, hard across the face, then proceeded to fire a hex at Bellatrix.[QUOTE]

:gasp: Harry!! *slaps*

[QUOTE=OtterySt.Catchpole;8618639]
“Got ya.” Luna said and confounded one while knocking the other one on his bum with a moving spell.

Go Luna :woot:



It was an old rule of the members of Dumbledore’s Army that whenever they should find themselves in a firefight, whatever suggestions anyone made aloud, the others would do the opposite. Seriously, would you yell out your battle plans out loud in the middle of a fight?


“You kids really are gullible, you know that?” the werewolf boy remarked.

OhMcGee! I love how smart that is! but then they were stupid >_< Ah, well :nervous:


The night’s darkness was marred by the sign of the Dark Mark in the sky above them. The screams of her friends filling Ginny’s ears.

:( Ginnny!


“Hate is such a harsh word, Ottery. Surely, you don’t mean to say such a thing to your old” here the boy paused to think of an appropriate metaphor, “sparring partner,” the boy ended, smiling as he walked into the room wearing only a towel around his waist.

Hmmm, sparing partner indeed? *zooms in*


With those words stinging his heart Ottery wondered if perhaps he hadn’t been wrong to be angry at Angel for saving his life, for being his enemy … or whatever it is they were to one another now after all their history. Games of spies, games of cat and mouse, games of … hadn’t they all just been games?


:/ Don't tell me Otts took a game so seriously! :hmm:



Ottery had the worst luck in friends, especially with characters like Angel who drove him nuts, and Teddy who was perpetually nuts and trying to get Ottery into trouble or death whichever one was easier.


Aw! *pets*
I imagine Teddy-in-teddy-form to look like Kon-in-teddy-form from Bleach :P Am I right? Or is he cuddlier in teddy-form?
:glomp:



Ron’s body lay on the floor convulsing as invisible knives cut his skin again and again not deep enough to inflict major damage but not so close to the skin as to only sting. Luna’s eyes pleaded with the werewolf boy to stop and his smile seemed to weaken as he caught her gaze and he said, “Finite Incantatem,” if somewhat reluctantly.

ROOOON! NOOOOOOOOOOO! *sprawls on the floor beside him* Are you okay???? Luna? Are you okay???? Nooooooo! *attacks Wolfie*


“I’d rather think you’d be doing that,” Ginny answered him opening her eyes. She wiped her sweaty brow and shoved one of her brother’s wet start firecrackers in the Death Eaters pants.

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: Go Ginny! I can't believe how you can mix suspense and comedy like this :D IT'S TOO AWESOME!


A cacophony of sound and light emblazoned the streets. Dragons and sprites flew through the air popping and exploding into starry nights and exploding rainbows, a thousand tiny super novas whistling and taunting the Death Eaters.

I think I love the twins more than I did before <3


“Enough indeed,” a voice rang out in the night.


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! Dumbledore!



The werewolf boy gave Dumbledore a sheepish grin and ran away into shadows.

Why do I feel like Maxie and DD know each other? :hmm:


members of the Order of the Phoenix as well, Hagrid, Remus Lupin and Nicholas Black.

Ah Nicholas...:evil:


“Ginny love,” her father said suddenly whisking her into his arms, “Your mother is going to kill you,” and with those words Mrs. Weasley appeared bawling from a side street.

This is so Mr. Weasley :P Though, prehaps in a less life-threatening situation :P


“I guess that means …” but before Harry could finish she had flung herself into his arms in an embrace and she was crying unashamedly and though her arms were wrapped so tight they touched the gashes on Harry’s back he said nothing silently thankful that his friends had all made it out alive, yet again.

*melts* Too cute :)




*ahem* And on that note ... or rather this one: Random Teddy Fact: What’s known as the UFC, or Ultimate Fighting Championship, doesn’t use its full name, which happens to be “Ultimate Fighting Championship, Non-Chuck-Norris-Division”. I leave you, to return again one hopes, someday, with a new post :lol:

Yush, new posts are love <333

[MunchyBubbles]

YAY!!! I caught up on this one too :D

I love that you names the Ship Arcaes!! POKEMON!! i love Pokemon :D ^_^

Great Updates! I am looking forward to finding out who this Angel person really is..

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Hello Dear Readers,

I don't know how to say this but it isn't working out between us. It isn't you, it's me ... I've started seeing Rupert and he's ... :lol:

Just kidding everyone. No. I have not forgotten Human Nature, nor have I ignored it, nor is it going to disappear and fade into the background. Though unfortunately that's exactly what's happened. I was trying to finish up Love in the time of Whooping Cough in order to focus all my attentions on this fic and then I decided to write a Christmas fic which I will start in a few days :lol: ... link later ;) and I've been concentrating very hard on Love's Whooping and ignoring Human Nature. Which isn't to say I haven't got 15 pages written up they just need to be beta'ed.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/kidflash16/Human%20Nature/gassywolverine.png

I'll be posting the next post in a few days ... let's call it Book 2 of this story shall we? With another recap so that everyone is on the same page. I'm hoping you're all still reading. I will be back with what I hope will be the very most exciting everest greatest posts EVER in the universe ever. :lol: Wish me luck, no? And if you're interested to know what happened in book 7 at Hogwarts while the trio were away, go here: In the fire forged the author's really good, I know I just caught up with the fic myself. ;)

So ... :hello: :kitty: :read: :loved: :glomp: :ron:

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[Prongs.RJGirl]

Aww Ottery, of course I'm still reading. I'll wait till you post next, even if you post a year later, cuz I just love your stories and I know you'll give me fabulous.
Love,
Tina.

[HannahLongbottom]

See, Otts, that's why I only have one story on the go at once! :P Hundreds of other ideas in development, but only one on the go.

Seriously though you just have to concentrate on the one that has your juices flowing :D We'll all be here when you post again

[Connie]

There are in this world, people who can start reading a book, and not finish reading it. :huh: There are also people who start watching a movie, and not finish watching it.:huh: On both counts I don't see how they can do that. :blink: It drives me crazy if I miss the ending! :hairpull: You better know that you'll see me waiting here daily watching patiently for your next post.: :couchbana I'm excited for you to be able to do all this writing, cause it's obvious you have a passion for it. :yes: I want to check it out to see what it's all about. Are the stories in a forum that we can follow along in? What name are you writing under so I can support you? I mean we probably can't post to them, but, would it help to know your fans are there? I just want to help if there's anyway that can be done. I don't have any doubts that you have the talent to win it. Good luck, and good luck with all your writing endeavors. And when you do get back to "Human Nature" um :whistle: the story that is, I'm anxious to read your updates, just cause you make them so fun! Catch ya later.:hello:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

AN: Replies after this post ... I'm sorry I got distracted with Whooping Love :lol: I'm still going to keep updating it and I've started on the Christmas fic, while thinking/plotting my Nanowrimo idea in my head. Writing anything down would be cheating I think ... unless it doesn't count towards the word count but really with everything else I'm writing I don't have the time :lol: Thank you all for sticking with this story ... here goes everything!

:kitty: ♥:kitty:

Chapter: So, take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space, and there’s nothing left here to remind me just the memory of your face …

It was a dismal day.

The skies above the city were painted every shade of gray imaginable with just enough white to create contrast, it threatened to rain, but whether out of stubbornness or the general lethargy that seemed to permeate the air, the clouds would not let fall a drop of precipitation. The wind, blowing chilly, bit with a cold that had arrived early for the year; summer was not officially gone though you would not have known it to look at the weather.

Everyone seemed in a surly mood. Despite spending the whole summer at the Burrow, Harry did not feel at all well or happy, however much he would miss the place. Neither did Hermione or Ron. Mrs. Weasley looked like a mother hen tending her brood, she did not want to be parted from any of her family for any length of time and the prospect of sending her two youngest back to Hogwarts with what had happened before and throughout the summer showed clearly in the lines of worry on her face. Bill and Fleur were the only ones who looked normal and even remotely happy to be anywhere but they were so busy sneaking glances at each other and holding hands and kissing that it seemed surreal, as if they were muggles lost in the wizarding world completely unaware of the dark days surrounding them.

The ministry had sent cars and aurors despite Harry’s initial refusal. Rufus Scrimgeour would hear none of it. Perhaps because of this and a few other discussions they had had over the summer Harry felt the ministry, Scrimgeours’ Ministry, were his enemies even though they shared a common foe.

In the end Harry only relented because of his fear of the Weasley’s being targeted after the incident in the café. Scrimgeour had taken it as the first of what he hoped would be many more victories to come on that front.

The fact remained, Voldemort had it out for Harry Potter. The boy had gotten a howler that revealed as much before exploding and almost destroying the Burrow. The exploding missive had been followed in the weeks after with attacks targeting Harry’s friends, a case of Voldemort clearly taunting him to come out and fight. Tonks and Shacklebolt had had to answer ministry calls to false attacks and burglaries only to be ambushed by large squads of Death Eaters. It had happened three times over the course of the summer. Lupin had gone missing along with that boy Nicholas, no word on either of them. Harry still did not believe the boy to be Sirius’ son but was he a Death Eater? Things were bleak.

Now school was resuming and Harry did not feel like Hogwarts was still the bastion of safety that it had been before.

The only thing that had been Harry’s joy was Professor Dumbledore’s new openness where before he had been so secretive about what to reveal to Harry, thinking him too young. Over the course of the summer Dumbledore had taken the boy aside to give him private lessons. It was during these lessons in both magic and recent magical history that Harry came to understand his enemy, who Tom Riddle had been.

Still, something had changed with everyone since the attack … summers usually spent together playing quidditch matches behind the house, or swimming on the lake had given way to house patrols and curfews and those things that made summer so lovely had been fewer and more awkward than ever. Harry had retreated into himself taking the blame for the events at the café and secretly lying awake nights plotting his vengeance against Bellatrix Lestrange; he had never forgiven her for taking Sirius from him, the fact that she was responsible for Hermione‘s torture and Ron‘s only made him more thirsty for vengeance.

It was in this mindset that Harry arrived in London. He sat quietly in the middle of the car, he was not allowed a window seat for fear of snipers, staring straight ahead at what was coming. He could see nothing. The cars arrived at Kings Crossing and as Harry stepped out onto the sidewalk all he could think about was how much he wanted to run away from everyone. He was the one Voldemort was after. No one else need be in any danger.

“Well, we’re here,” Mrs. Weasley said, what everyone knew she had really meant was that they had arrived safely but that last word, while often thought, was no longer spoken.

“I guess,” Harry said, smiling weakly. In seconds, he was flanked by men in black robes wearing sunglasses and magic white earphones. Harry almost laughed. If the Minister of Magic had been trying for subtlety he had sorely failed. But Harry knew that Scrimgeour was no fool, even as another realization dawned, the aurors were not simply protecting Harry they were also using him as bait to lure Voldemort out.

“Bleeding coward,” Harry said aloud as he realized what had been going on. They were using him, and the Weasleys and Hermione by association, as the most enticing bait, like setting French cheese on a trap to attract a connoisseur mouse.

“I’m sorry dear, what?” Mrs. Weasley asked hurried and worried by what she had not heard.

“Harry is everything all right?” Hermione asked noticing her best mates sudden reaction.

“Fine.” He said coldly, “Everything is fine and dandy.” Hermione recognized his attitude from the year before, arrogance, petulance, and an unquestionable self assurance in the unfailing nature of his actions. It worried her. “When I’m not being a target for madmen I’m playing bait for the ministry.” Harry took Hedwig’s cage in spite of the aurors offering to take the cage and he made his way into the train station causing his personal guard to run after him.

Ron gave Hermione a puzzled look then Hermione offered to explain what had just happened. Everyone else had not made the connection as well, except Mr. Weasley whose face seemed to say to Hermione, “I told them this would not be a good idea. Now it’s gone and blown up in our faces.”


:kitty: ♥:kitty:

[Prongs.RJGirl]

Aww, poor Harry!!!! He's still brave, though!!! Loved this post, you rock Otts!!!!
Love,
Tina.

[Connie]

The skies above the city were painted every shade of gray imaginable with just enough white to create contrast, it threatened to rain, but whether out of stubbornness or the general lethargy that seemed to permeate the air, the clouds would not let fall a drop of precipitation. The wind, blowing chilly, bit with a cold that had arrived early for the year; summer was not officially gone though you would not have known it to look at the weather.
Wonderful description. It also seems to describe Harrys' outlook on his life.
“Bleeding coward,” Harry said aloud as he realized what had been going on. They were using him, and the Weasleys and Hermione by association, as the most enticing bait, like setting French cheese on a trap to attract a connoisseur mouse.
Looks like a storm brewing. :hide:This is gonna be good! :swfight:
Great post. O.k. I'm off to work on a special project of my own.:hello:

[hermionesclone]

OMG! I can't believe i missed so much! Bad Kita! I'm really sorry! Here's my comments for the posts i missed:

Haha! :lol: I loved the line Ginny said before putting the firecrackers down the Death Eaters' trousers! That was so funny! And then Bellatrix multiplying it was the icing on a cake! I'm so glad Dumbledore and the Order came! I can't believe Bellatrix escaped, though! Aw! "Ronniekins" Hope everyone is ok! The hug at the end was cute!

Wow! I love the description on the first paragraph! Aw! Poor Harry! Poor Weasleys and Hermione! Wow! Silly Death Eaters! Poor Harry! Wonder if the Ministry is actually using him as bait? Hm...

Great posts! Loved them! Can't wait for more!
Kita
PS: Sorry i didn't reply for a long time!

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Chapter: So, take a look at me now, well there’s just an empty space, and there’s nothing left here to remind me just the memory of your face …

Woot! I actually know that song! :lol:

The skies above the city were painted every shade of gray imaginable with just enough white to create contrast, it threatened to rain, but whether out of stubbornness or the general lethargy that seemed to permeate the air, the clouds would not let fall a drop of precipitation. The wind, blowing chilly, bit with a cold that had arrived early for the year; summer was not officially gone though you would not have known it to loook at the weather.


Awesome description!!! I love it!

I love it, I love it, I love it! What more can I say? Your descriptions are top notch and your characterization of Harry seems pretty spot on to me :D I LOVE IT!

[HannahLongbottom]

Fantastic Otts, loved the brooding tone in this one (6 is one of the books I've got on the go this week, so it completely fits)


More Please! I'm greedy!

[MunchyBubbles]

Ohh that was an amazing update!! I Loved it! Goodness it was so bleak!
Almost exactly like how the books are sometimes! You are an amazing writer Ottery keep it up!! :D

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Prongs.RJGirl: Thank you Tina, and thank you for still reading. Hey, are you posting to your story, I love it, and I want to know what's gonna happen with Rose & Scorpius or Scorpius and his dad ... :yes: PAMS!

:music: just a vacancy, love don't live here anymore ... when you lived inside of me, there was nothing I could conceive that you wouldn't do for me ... :music:

Connie: It's actually my outlook on life Connie *turns away* :cry: :music: You abandoned me, love don't live here anymore ... :music: :cry: Just a vacancy, love don't live here anymore ... :music: (at least my view for the duration of this song) Thank you for the compliments though ... I do try.

hermionesclone: Hey Kita, I don't think you missed that much, it just looks that way :lol: I haven't really been posting to Human Nature I was otherwise occupied. But I'm back ... and lost ... and don't worry about not replying all the time, I have readers who never post *smiles at them* and I love them too. I love that you do post, though. :yes:

And I'm glad you liked my posts ...

Obi-Wan K'Lari: *Ahem* EVERYONE! This here sweet Lari :glomp: Made me my siggy, even though I never asked. She's the sweetest person ever. :yes: She's my sweetness. :glomp: It's been sitting in my Usernotes for a month now, I should check those more often, no? LOL Thank you so much Lari, you're super talented. :yes: And thank you for reading my story. Don't worry about keeping up I'm going real slow now LOL and Nanowrimo will probably make me go slower ... but I finish everything I start ... given a chance.

HannahLongbottom: Brooding? Indeed. But it's going to turn noir very soon. VERY SOON! Story wise I mean ... because it really depends how often I post, no? :lol: But nothing will stop me! Nothing! *fires the cannons* I will post more ... and write more even through Nanowrimo.

*Flower*: You're always too sweet Thea. :yes: *glomps* I'm gonna throw in more pokemon references which reminds me, you've never seen my lj username have you? :lol: Check it out in my vcard or whatever ... my two favorite pokemon make up the name. I thought it appropriate since I love 'em so much. And thank you for reading.

Thank you all for reading my story. I ♥ my Readers Invisible or not!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

“Then the old codger was using Harry as bait,” Ron said, following it with a steady stream of obscenities that did not go unnoticed by the aurors around them but did by his mother.

Hermione gave him a look to boil water.

“It’s wrong is what it is Hermione. I don’t care what else might be served by it. It’s just plain wrong after everything Harry’s done for the wizarding world. He warned people soon enough about Voldemort but no one wanted to listen.”

Inside the station a crow watched them entering. It cawed but Ron and Hermione glanced at it promptly ignoring it wrapped up in their conversation.

:paw1: ♥:paw1:

The black horse drawn carriage arrived, the horses’ heads capped with tiny hats which had large fluffy white plumes protruding, small green flags on the corners waving in the wind fluttering the family crest, and in case you missed them it was emblazoned in gold on the doors of the carriage. The carriage driver sat, nose in the air, ignoring all the muggle cars that were honking because he had cut them off and the footman walked over to open the door carrying steps.

With the opening of the door the message rang clear: the Malfoy’s had arrived.

Driving down the street a red jaguar took a curve crazily and drove down the street before slamming into a pillar and a brown haired boy jumped out of the car firing spells from his wand.

“Accio trunks!” the boy yelled and the trunk of the car opened and a row of trunks came flying out after him.

“You’ll never take me alive you evil …” The author blushes to think of what Teddy was screaming much less ponders for even a fraction of a second at the possibility of the thought of even repeating it here.

:paw1: ♥:paw1:

AN: Short but sweet. I'm building up to something ... maybe :shifty: just remember it's always darkest before it gets darker.

[HannahLongbottom]

HannahLongbottom: Brooding? Indeed. But it's going to turn noir very soon. VERY SOON! Story wise I mean ... because it really depends how often I post, no? :lol: But nothing will stop me! Nothing! *fires the cannons* I will post more ... and write more even through Nanowrimo.


You found my colour at last! Thank you!

Right, I have questions, some of which you, Mr St.Catchpole have avoided answering...

1) Who on earth is this Chuck Norris you speak of?
2) What is Nanowrimo?
3) Do you still think I'm like McDonald's? (You said that on Bright Lights and I was a bit miffed. I hate McDonald's and places like that).
4) Who's disguising themselves as a crow to spy on our gang?
5) Have you tried yumberries? I have a glass of Cranberry, Yumberry and Blackcurrent smoothie and it rocks!

[Connie]

Yeah, that was short but sweet all right, and thats ok. Always greatful for your posts no matter the length. :heart2:
I'm loyal to Gryffindor to the end, so is it wrong of me to say how much I love the Malfoy's horses? :erm: They sound beautiful! :mellow: I wish I could see them for real! Maybe I can redeem myself to say I'd love it if a bug flew up the carriage drivers' nose while it's stuck up in the air like that.:woot:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

HannahLongbottom:

*cornered Ottery is forced to answer life's impossible question*

The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything is 42.

*runs some more*

1) Who on earth is this Chuck Norris you speak of?

I Am The Chuck (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuck_Norris)

You might want to find Chuck Norris facts I can't post a link because some of them are bad or it's probably not SS friendly.

2) What is Nanowrimo?

The greatest thing happening on earth every November ... and you all thought Thanksgiving was fun :lol:

1st go here: SS Nanowrimo HQ - SnitchSeeker.com (http://www.snitchseeker.com/ss-nanowrimo-hq/)

Then go here to the official site: National Novel Writing Month (http://www.nanowrimo.org/)

3) Do you still think I'm like McDonald's? (You said that on Bright Lights and I was a bit miffed. I hate McDonald's and places like that).

My original quote was:

I'm loving your story ... just like Mickey D's. ;)

To explain, 'I'm loving your story' was a pun on McDonald's slogan "I'm lovin' it" which is why I mentioned Mickey D's. I don't like fast food places myself I only eat there when I have to and sometimes I do but, thankfully not often. That said, I meant it as a compliment not as an insult.

I didn't mean your story or you were like Mickey D's, but rather that I was loving your story like I love Mickey D's. Which I do, but here again once in a great millenia because I really don't like fast food places a lot or mostly at all. So in conclusion, I love your story (what I've read) and I didn't mean it as an insult but rather a compliment (which I can edit if you'd like so there's no mention of Mickey D's in your fic). ;) No harm meant. Honest.

I've never felt you were anything like a fast food place. Your story is obviously written with love and attention and isn't some quick made to order kind of thing like say: Human Nature. :lol:

4) Who's disguising themselves as a crow to spy on our gang?

That's a secret ... and who said it was a disguise? Crows can talk. :xd: I'll answer you like I answered Obi-Wan :swfight: Animals in Ottery's stories talk. They just do. Go with it. :lol:

5) Have you tried yumberries? I have a glass of Cranberry, Yumberry and Blackcurrent smoothie and it rocks!

It actually sounds really good. Is yumberries like a soft drink or some health drink? I'd love to try it but no, I can honestly say I haven't sorry.

:paw1: :kitty: :paw1:

Connie:

Congratulations on your Wedding Anniversary I don't know if you mentioned it here or somewhere else but congratulations I think it's sweet. Anniversaries are love ♥

And thank you for your compliments ... who is that on your avvie btw?

And I don't mind if you like the Malfoy's. You've read Love is the music so you know how I felt about Draco, which is why i gave him the tragic origin that I did. I knew he was never evil. He never really ranked as Harry's arch nemesis so what could he be more than a boy who hated Harry? See? He's not evil, he's just a jerk and you can't hate him for that. ;) So go on loving the horses, besides who can't love horses they PWN.

Now I wish there was a crow smilie :evil: Thea when you read this, it's a Murkrow btw. ;)

Next up: Cormac and the Scooby gang don't get together ... yet.

[HannahLongbottom]

HannahLongbottom:

*cornered Ottery is forced to answer life's impossible question*

The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything is 42.

*runs some more*


:lol: Yay! I was told I was a geekgirl the other week because I was the only one in the room who knew what a Babel Fish was.


I Am The Chuck (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuck_Norris)

You might want to find Chuck Norris facts I can't post a link because some of them are bad or it's probably not SS friendly.

Ah! See I know my Hitch Hiker's, Martial Arts I do not know. I have only seen one Martial Arts film; Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and my friend who knows (too much) about these things says I shouldn't bother with any others as I've been spoiled.



The greatest thing happening on earth every November ... and you all thought Thanksgiving was fun :lol:

1st go here: SS Nanowrimo HQ - SnitchSeeker.com (http://www.snitchseeker.com/ss-nanowrimo-hq/)

Then go here to the official site: National Novel Writing Month (http://www.nanowrimo.org/)

See, I think my friend has been talking about this recently. I thought it was just a challenge she had set her self. My Uni course is just getting challenging, otherwise I might have given it a go. We don't celebrate thanksgiving here, but we do burn a Guy in effigy and set off fireworks.


To explain, 'I'm loving your story' was a pun on McDonald's slogan "I'm lovin' it" which is why I mentioned Mickey D's. I don't like fast food places myself I only eat there when I have to and sometimes I do but, thankfully not often. That said, I meant it as a compliment not as an insult.

I didn't mean your story or you were like Mickey D's, but rather that I was loving your story like I love Mickey D's. Which I do, but here again once in a great millenia because I really don't like fast food places a lot or mostly at all. So in conclusion, I love your story (what I've read) and I didn't mean it as an insult but rather a compliment (which I can edit if you'd like so there's no mention of Mickey D's in your fic). ;) No harm meant. Honest.

I've never felt you were anything like a fast food place. Your story is obviously written with love and attention and isn't some quick made to order kind of thing like say: Human Nature. :lol:

Ah, see, I got confused. It's funny because that phrase "I'm lovin' it" actually never makes me think of McDonald's, it remind me of my first year at university (the first time around). A friend of mine used to say it all the time. You'd ask him how he was or what he thought of something and that was the reply you'd get. Then there was a song where that was almost the only line and then the McDonald's ad came out and he stopped saying it. You'd just get an enigmatic smile instead. Don't edit your quote, just use a purpley colour when you post a reply for me :)

By the way, I posted the last chapter of Bright Lights. I can't believe it's over :cry:




That's a secret ... and who said it was a disguise? Crows can talk. :xd: I'll answer you like I answered Obi-Wan :swfight: Animals in Ottery's stories talk. They just do. Go with it. :lol:

I can cope with a talking Teddy, talking animals should be no problem :xd:



It actually sounds really good. Is yumberries like a soft drink or some health drink? I'd love to try it but no, I can honestly say I haven't sorry.

Well, my friend bought me this smoothie (http://www.innocentdrinks.co.uk/things_we_make/super/yum/) because she thought it would be funny to get me something with Yum in the title. I'd never heard of them before, but it's sort of sweet yet tart. Very Yum.According to the box they have been grown in China for hundreds of years. They look a bit like pink Licorice Allsorts. *realises that Ottery probably has no idea what pink Licorice Allsorts look like*

So, Mr Ottery, more please! I love seeing that there's an update from you!

[Prongs.RJGirl]

It wa short, but great for short!!!!! Yous ee Ottery, I haven't posted in forever, but I am suffering from a severe, severe illness called Writer's Block!!!!! Sorry!!! :(
Love,
Tina.

[KellyBear]

OMG, I never would have thought of the whole "bait" thing, but yer right. :gasp:

Teddy:loved: Gotta love him.


This Twilight Moment is brought to you by my love and adoration:

Bella: OMG, you glitter!
Edward: Yeah, it's so unfair. Not only do we have superspeed, superstrength,
and supercoolness, but we glitter and we smell good, too.
Bella *drools*
Edward:I mean, look at my hair! Who can resist this?
You should run. It's not safe to be with me.
Bella: *drools more*

Ottery: Oh Edward!:faint: Kellybear: Oh Brother! :rolleyes:

[HannahLongbottom]

Don't think that you'll get away with this bit either Mr Ottery...

I've never felt you were anything like a fast food place. Your story is obviously written with love and attention and isn't some quick made to order kind of thing like say: Human Nature. :lol:

Your plots are far too complex and twisty turny to be slapped together like a McNasty burger! I love your fics! :loved: Pams please!

[Connie]

Thank you, everything about my hubby is love. We had a great time.
When I'm serious I never say anything without meaning it. You deserve every compliment you get. My avvie is Dan R. Doesn't look much like him does it? It must be from his theater performance is my guess, but I don't know. My heart always went out to Draco. He and Harry really have alot in comman. They were both raised without real love shown to them. They both were raised that there were classes of people. Pure Bloods- upper class; and muggles were scum. The Dursleys were upper class and Harry was scum. They are both leaders in their circle of friends, and lots more other things. The one big thing thats the same is they both were Marked by Lord Voldemort. The difference being Harry didn't choose to be marked, Draco did.
Harry will always be my favorite though!
One more thing if you don't mind? Are you a fan of Stargate Atlantis?

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Harry made his way into the train and a compartment in the back without having to say too many ‘hello’s and ‘welcome back’ or ‘it’s good to be back’. The ‘Chosen One’ was in no mood to talk, nor did he feel up to the company of people.

His closest friends knew this. Neville and Luna entered the compartment and after asking if they could sit, seeing Harry’s nod they picked up on that he didn’t want to talk and so they kept to themselves. Harry sighed and leaned his head back against the seat hoping to fall asleep. He had been careful not to catch Luna’s eyes.

It was horrible everything that had happened. Worse than the time before at the ministry but, what had he expected? This was a war and there were going to be casualties. People were going to be hurt. Ron still had the scars from the attack by the brains; he was haunted by horrible dreams. Ron would never tell Harry but he had seen it firsthand staying over with the Weasleys.

It seemed like yesterday to Harry but, indeed, it was not. It had been the early part of the summer when Ron, Ginny and the others had come to ‘rescue’ Harry from trouble, only to land them all in more of it. Gone from the protection of the Dursley’s home the Death Eaters had decided to strike.

One minute, they laughed and sat inside a muggle café having coffee and tea and the next people there were running in a mad panic and magic blasts were exploding and firing everywhere all at once. Harry could not close his eyes and not hear Hermione’s screams of pain and Ron’s screams of helpless anguish and Harry wanted to scream. Next to him Neville and Luna talked about something mundane. Something mundane about the magical world but there was nothing Harry could do to make himself interested in UFO’s or as Luna quaintly called them Unidentified Farting Omens. Seriously, how couldn’t he find that funny? Yet, he couldn’t in light of all the thoughts torturing his mind.

Hannah Abbot walked into the room smiling gleefully. She asked to sit with them and Neville said yes, Luna offered her a Quibbler, while Trevor eyed her suspiciously. Harry merely stared out the window.

On the platform Ottery dragged his trunk all the luggage carts mysteriously in use. Teddy having evaded capture snuck in his trunks filled to the brim with assorted Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes products and various kinds of munitions.

“This is ridiculous, how can all the carts be gone?” Ottery complained.

“Need help there. Otts?” Ernie Macmillan asked politely.

“I’ve got it covered, Ern.”

“That’s not how you do it, Otts,” came the familiar voice of Cormac McClaggan. The boy picked up the trunk and hoisted it over his shoulder. It was done with the ease of picking up a piece of paper and it didn’t hurt that it displayed his very muscular physique as girls began to note around them.

“I told you it was about time you got yourself a servant,” Draco muttered walking by flanked on either side by Crabbe and Goyle who carried his luggage.

Cormac just stood there staring at Draco Malfoy as Ernie tried diplomatically to stifle a giggle. In seconds, the Gryffindor boy realized that he had been made the punch line to a joke and he made as if to fling the whole trunk at Draco Malfoy’s laughing figure.

“Cormac!” Ottery cried out, “Down boy, down.” He patted the Gryffindor’s strong muscular arm. “It’s okay, Cormac. Malfoy’s just …”

“Being his usual brilliant self,” Teddy exclaimed walking up to the group. He took a cigar out of his robes pockets and proceeded to cut an end then lit
it. “What about you lot?”

“Hey, Ted,” Cormac nodded.

“Well, I’ve got to be going,” Ernie said a little put off by Teddy’s cigar smoke. Diplomacy could only take you so far.

“You’d better put that out if you don’t want to get in trouble.” Ottery told his friend.

“You’re still a pincushion, I see,” Teddy answered.

“Yeah well beats being a fascist pig.”

“Commie.”

“Black shirt!”

“Bleeding Heart.”

“Heartless hound!”

“Hound, Otts, seriously?” Teddy exclaimed.

“Oh STFU! You know what I meant and you know it’s true. And where the devil were you when I was in Hong Kong?” the dark haired boy ranted but Teddy had not heard him as at that same instant he had been screaming something himself.

“Where the devil were you when I was at the rendezvous in Switzerland?”

“Switzerland?” Ottery gazed at his mate puzzled.

“I’d bought you chocolates and everything,” Teddy said turning away. He’d whispered it but Ottery had caught it.

“I’m sorry, Ted, I was busy trying to stay alive.”

“Yeah, well, don’t do it again,” the brown haired boy said, he shoved an ornate wooden box at Ottery and made a mad dash away from one of the train station attendants.

“Hey you! No smoking on the platform! It causes cancer and this is a steam engine we make steam we don’t need smoke too!”

“That Teddy’s crazy, isn’t he?” Cormac remarked a tall lumbering beautiful figure holding Ottery’s trunk over his shoulder.

Ottery smiled, and replied, “Yeah, but I wouldn’t trade him for all the gold in Gringotts.”

“I’ll tell you what I’d give all that gold for,” and he nodded his head at a frizzy haired girl standing in the middle of a crowd of Weasleys.

“Ron?” Ottery asked blushing.

“Hermione, you daft basilisk.”

“Oh, because you know Ron’s spoken for,” Ottery warned.

“C’mon, Otts, lets go find a compartment.” Cormac said, “Then you can tell me about how you spent your summer, and maybe you can drop a note to Hermione for me.”

♥

NEXT: All my readers miraculously come back ... I hope ... or an extraneously long wait :ron: & :hermy: & :malfoy: Malfoy.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Now paging Obi Wan K'Lari to the first post please. Now paging Obi Wan K'Lari to the first post of this story please.

I had it as my siggy for weeks hoping you'd see it, then I got this even better brilliant idea :lol:

[HannahLongbottom]

I'm feeling cheeky, so I'll sneak in now.


His closest friends knew this. Neville and Luna entered the compartment and after asking if they could sit, seeing Harry’s nod they picked up on that he didn’t want to talk and so they kept to themselves. Harry sighed and leaned his head back against the seat hoping to fall asleep. He had been careful not to catch Luna’s eyes.

It was horrible everything that had happened. Worse than the time before at the ministry but, what had he expected? This was a war and there were going to be casualties. People were going to be hurt. Ron still had the scars from the attack by the brains; he was haunted by horrible dreams. Ron would never tell Harry but he had seen it firsthand staying over with the Weasleys.

Poor, heart broken boy. :console:


Next to him Neville and Luna talked about something mundane. Something mundane about the magical world but there was nothing Harry could do to make himself interested in UFO’s or as Luna quaintly called them Unidentified Farting Omens. Seriously, how couldn’t he find that funny?
Well, I laughed!


Hannah Abbot walked into the room smiling gleefully. She asked to sit with them and Neville said yes, Luna offered her a Quibbler, while Trevor eyed her suspiciously.
There's my girl! :D


“That’s not how you do it, Otts,” came the familiar voice of Cormac McClaggan. The boy picked up the trunk and hoisted it over his shoulder. It was done with the ease of picking up a piece of paper and it didn’t hurt that it displayed his very muscular physique as girls began to note around them.

“I told you it was about time you got yourself a servant,” Draco muttered walking by flanked on either side by Crabbe and Goyle who carried his luggage.

Cormac just stood there staring at Draco Malfoy as Ernie tried diplomatically to stifle a giggle. In seconds, the Gryffindor boy realized that he had been made the punch line to a joke and he made as if to fling the whole trunk at Draco Malfoy’s laughing figure.

“Cormac!” Ottery cried out, “Down boy, down.” He patted the Gryffindor’s strong muscular arm. “It’s okay, Cormac. Malfoy’s just …”

A cringing little weasel? Excellent to see Cormac getting an outing, hardly ever see him in fics.


“You’d better put that out if you don’t want to get in trouble.” Ottery told his friend.

“You’re still a pincushion, I see,” Teddy answered.

“Yeah well beats being a fascist pig.”

“Commie.”

“Black shirt!”

“Bleeding Heart.”

“Heartless hound!”

“Hound, Otts, seriously?” Teddy exclaimed.

“Oh STFU! You know what I meant and you know it’s true. And where the devil were you when I was in Hong Kong?” the dark haired boy ranted but Teddy had not heard him as at that same instant he had been screaming something himself.

“Where the devil were you when I was at the rendezvous in Switzerland?”

“Switzerland?” Ottery gazed at his mate puzzled.

“I’d bought you chocolates and everything,” Teddy said turning away. He’d whispered it but Ottery had caught it.

“I’m sorry, Ted, I was busy trying to stay alive.”

“Yeah, well, don’t do it again,” the brown haired boy said, he shoved an ornate wooden box at Ottery and made a mad dash away from one of the train station attendants.

Love those two! Such sophisticated reparte!


“That Teddy’s crazy, isn’t he?” Cormac remarked a tall lumbering beautiful figure holding Ottery’s trunk over his shoulder.

Ottery smiled, and replied, “Yeah, but I wouldn’t trade him for all the gold in Gringotts.”

“I’ll tell you what I’d give all that gold for,” and he nodded his head at a frizzy haired girl standing in the middle of a crowd of Weasleys.

“Ron?” Ottery asked blushing.

“Hermione, you daft basilisk.”

“Oh, because you know Ron’s spoken for,” Ottery warned.

“C’mon, Otts, lets go find a compartment.” Cormac said, “Then you can tell me about how you spent your summer, and maybe you can drop a note to Hermione for me.”

Luffed it! You daft basilisk! Excellent!

I hope that you update soon! :glomp:

[Maxilocks]

I love ze OttttttttttttttySt.<3

&& his awesome writing, of course.

[Connie]

So, I read this post this morning no yesterday morning around 7 and wanted to post all day long, but, I wondered if maybe you get tired of reading gee wiz another great post.(which I have to say it really was). Thinking about this story all day made me wonder a few things. If I can inquire as to the where abouts of Lupin and Nicholas. They vanished it seems and no one has heard from them. And also, I was wondering if we will ever know who the girl was that snuck in and visited Ottery when he was a prisoner. She undid his chains and gave him a drink. She also told him there was an Angel in the city. He knew who she was, but she wouldn't let him say her name.
I loved the bantering between Ottery and Teddy in this post. And I loved, loved, loved, when Cormac was going to throw Ottery's trunk at Malfoy. Ottery is most always on top of his emotions, but just then he nearly lost them when all his exlposives and trinkets were about to be exploded on Malfoy. Can't wait to read more. Sorry this was so long, I guess I better not wait all day next time to post.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Chapter: None of us speaks about the monsters …

Ron and Hermione walked down the train toward the prefects compartment. They shared an odd silence watching the other children boarding the train or rushing past them to find empty compartments. Ron’s usual humorous demeanor had vanished and Hermione’s usually chatty nature and constantly reprimanding attitude seemed shelved in a cupboard somewhere.

Teddy looked around trying to find a place to hide from the obnoxious train station attendant while Colin Creevy kept taking his picture and Colin’s little brother tagged along with his mouth wide open. The brown haired boy tried to shoo them away but the boys were persistent.

Dean laughing ran around trying to find Ginny, smiling and waving hello to everyone he had missed over the summer. Seamus, walking behind him, sulked. And so the students boarded the train and made their way around it in preparation for the start of another term at Hogwarts.

Elsewhere he sat alone, his thoughts like flies buzzing over a harried corps bothering Draco Malfoy with remembrances of what his mother had said.

Narcissa had turned away from him, but not before the Slytherin had caught a glimpse of her cheeks stained with tears. Whoever that man was, he had made his mother cry. Still, Draco’s thoughts buzzed incessantly when he thought of that man, he seemed so familiar to Draco but from where he could not tell.

The Slytherin sat in a compartment alone, on the way to what was likely to be his last term at Hogwarts. The blonde haired boy had dismissed all company -- even Pansy who loved soothing Draco with the multiplicity of her charms -- out of a desire to lose himself in the most recent past. Draco sighed and leaned his head back against the seat hoping to collect his thoughts.

Draco Malfoy had been allowed to visit Lucius only once in Azkaban. The Dark Lord had been kind, even allowing that as a kind of present for the young Slytherin after his initiation into the Death Eaters and before receiving his first assignment as a soldier of the Dark Lord.

If Draco had thought that visiting his father would help anything -- and there were too many things that needed attention at once -- the Slytherin soon learned that he had made a foolish assumption. Lucius rebuked Draco for letting his incarceration happen.

To Draco’s way of thinking it had not been his fault that that stupid Weasley girl had hexed him with a bat bogey, or that Crabbe and Goyle were such spazzes. Draco realized that he definitely needed better henchmen if he planned to go anywhere in life.

The visit kept playing over in his mind, again and again, like a film reel in an endless loop. His brain would not let him rest, as if the visit contained some all important piece of information that could help him in the way that his father could not with what the Dark Lord had entrusted him to do.

The prison cells were nothing but stone, carved out of the earth, as if to bury alive the mistakes of the ministry‘s past officers. Azkaban was something wholly medieval. Skeletons hung from shackles in tattered robes down dungeons leading to cells in the lower levels where Azkaban housed the worst prisoners in all of the wizarding world. There was dankness and darkness where things lurked, slithered and watched gazing into the light fearful of it and the light flickering weakly sputtering on torches which if they died out would cast the dungeons in darkness and release all the beasts of night.

Draco Malfoy felt as if he were traversing catacombs to the depths of purgatory. The scene too surreal, Draco Malfoy his mother beside him making every attempt not to soil her clothes with the filth of the place, dressed in the finest clothes galleons could attire them in, visiting the family patriarch in prison.

Many things had changed as Draco did not know, since the break out at Azkaban and the mass exodus of Dementors. The more dangerous captives had been moved to the lower catacombs. As the ministry still feared a return of the Dark Lord’s minions to free his followers. His father among them.

♥

[Connie]

Ron and Hermione walked down the train toward the prefects compartment. They shared an odd silence watching the other children boarding the train or rushing past them to find empty compartments. Ron’s usual humorous demeanor had vanished and Hermione’s usually chatty nature and constantly reprimanding attitude seemed shelved in a cupboard somewhere. Summer experience made them grow up too quickly. Sad they missed out on what should have been.
Draco realized that he definitely needed better henchmen if he planned to go anywhere in life.
I wish he had a better life to go into.
Azkaban sounds even worse than JK writes it. You always outdo your talented self.

[hermionesclone]

Ok. Now i really missed a lot. So sorry! Here's my comments for the posts i missed:

1st post: Why is it that i don't like the sound of that crow? Something very spooky. Wow! "Black horse drawn carriages" Talk about gloomy (i'm not complaining :D). Woah! Those horses are creepy! The Malfoys. I knew it had to be some rich, snobby people who are on the dark side. Wow! Talk about dramatic! Go Teddy! He was cool! Wonder why he needs the trunks? Hm...

2nd post: The first paragraph was...wow! Poor Harry! That's so sad on him! Haha! "Unidentified Farting Omens" That's so funny! Trust Luna to make normal things funny or weird. Haha! That argument between Ottery and Teddy is just classic! Loved it.

3rd post: I loved the way you described how Ron and Hermione changed. I never thought i'd say this but poor Draco! That must have been so sad for him! He's got to worry about his father and his mother. And then his own problems. I loved the way you described Azkaban as well. And i loved the way you ended it.

So, there you go. My comments for the posts i missed. Great posts! Loved them! Can't wait for more!
Kita
PS: Sorry i took long to reply!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Connie: Where to begin ... The summer thing will wear off with the passing of time :yes: This chapter is very dark unfortunately so ... :erm: well everyone doesn't make it out alive. :worried: But this story is a romantic comedy :lol: a little so ... don't expect just darkness I promise there will be love and light. Just not any time soon.

You surprise me Connie, *Ottery is a severe Marxist*

I wish he had a better life to go into.

What could be better than money and priviledge born of the sweat of the labor of the working classes (here the house elves). That he's miserable is his own choice he could be happy living with evil parents just read Runaways the comic book ... no wait, they end up killing their parents :lol: well there you go Draco that's one way to deal with the sitch. :mwaha:

hermionesclone: Kita don't worry about missing anything sweetie, you really can't miss it since it doesn't go anywhere ;) I'm glad you're still reading and I love your comments :yes: whenever you get a chance to drop me some. Seriously. We've all got busy lives and you've been one of my loyalest readers right up there with Connie ;) and I really appreciate that. I seriously do. It's hard to write when you don't have an audience. But if you're going to be a writer you learn to do it (Otty does it!) but fanfiction is different and having an audience makes it so much more pleasant to do. Thak you for reading and seriously, don't worry about posting right after every post. I'm just glad you're still with us. Thank you.

I knew the Malfoy's entrance had to be dramatic you know how rich and haughty they are :lol: still there will be more revelations about Draco coming :shifty:

Harry's had it rough and it's only going to get darker. I hadn't realized until now you all are telling me but this is one of the darkest chapters in the story ... :worried: :head: things will get worse before they get even more worse.

Everybody is loving Draco :lol: I'm going to have to have him do something seriously heinous so you all remember he's a bad guy :lol: *makes note*

Thanks for your comments Kita but more than that thank you for sticking with my story.

:paw1: <-- means Otty was here :xd:

P.S. ~ It's kewl seriously. ;)

Everyone check out my new :lol: fic. I can't help it ... :lol: I'm addicted to this stuff.

A Christmas Carol: An Adventurous Holiday Romance or How Teddy & Ottery save Christmas from sure Armaggedon or something like that :xd:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Chapter: “I get up in the evening and I ain’t got nothing to say … you can‘t start a fire without a spark …”

Water dripped down from the sewer pipes above the long tunnels under the city. This dark damp underworld where all the upper world’s refuse came carted down and pushed and thrown and discarded amidst soiled brown water to be the home to rats, vermin, roaches, and other darker more disgusting creatures. It was here, hidden away, skulking like a beaten creature preparing to strike at all that is good and all that he envies and is forbidden him not because he is not offered it but merely because he reviles it for being offered him, the Dark Lord plotted.

The Dark Lord stood from his makeshift throne of skulls and paced the room. Surrounded by his Death Eaters, he thought. They watched with infinite patience and silence, to do otherwise would mean certain death.

“We need to send them a message. A message that tells them that no one is safe. Not a one … they must know what I mean to do. I mean to usher in an era where my will reigns supreme,” the Dark Lord hissed.

“What are you saying, sir?” Narcissa dared to ask.

Bellatrix looked at her with a warning stare. It was not wise to interrupt the Dark Lord. Narcissa ignored it, she twisted the bracelet on her wrist. It was a mistake to wear it, it had been a gift from Sebastian.

“We will have a culling.”

“Is that not what we’re already doing, lord?” Wormtail asked made brave by Narcissa’s question.

“Silence oaf!” his words were followed by a blast that left a singe mark on the stone floor. Wormtail cowered into himself and Snape standing next to him rolled his eyes as if to say, “I told you to just shut up and listen.”

“This will be a culling on the Hogwart’s Express. They value their children so much let them know just how no one is safe from me.”

Bellatrix eyed Severus Snape but he made no move discernible to anyone. It bothered her how cold and cool he was, still, she would never trust that fool who had so readily betrayed them before and had spent all of the years she’d suffered in Azkaban as a free man.

“Go. Now! Separate the wheat from the chaff and make a bloody affair of it.” The Dark Lord commanded and everyone bowed and made to obey.

A day later, the wheat and the chaff were busy milling about the train as it left the station.

A few blocks away and many below from the station and yet above from the Dark Lord’s headquarters’ the Ministry of Magic office of Defense was abuzz.

“You’re sure about this?” the man asked.

“I don’t joke around about something like this,” Shacklebolt replied. “I got it from a man on the street. Veritaserum.”

“Dam nations,” Scrimgeour ran a hand through his thinning hair and looked up at the clock as Shacklebolt had already done.

“It’s too late, the train left the station thirty minutes ago. Per school security reasons the train’s actual route is a secret and …” Shacklebolt stopped mid sentence. He did not need to inform the Minister of Magic of the obvious.

“Then we’ve got no choice. Inform Dumbledore. Send him an owl and send everyone we can to find that dam train.”

“On brooms, we can’t apparate onto the train.”

“Then how the devil did those fools get on it?”

Shacklebolt shrugged his shoulders. There were too many magical ways to cheat and find yourself aboard the Hogwart’s Express.

:bat: :pumpkin: :witch: :blackcat: :pump:

[HannahLongbottom]

But... But.... But...... You can't do that! That order actually made my stomach churn!

(alright, you can, but I don't want you to! My man had better come through it ok!)

I loved the imagery in that, you gave me chills, and I'm warm and toasty!

Not everyone is loving Draco, just how he's written ;) I can't bring myself to like the bouncing little weasel.

And Yay for Kingsley. He's swiftly becoming my new obsession.

Just to let you know, the Teddy Lupin's Short competition entries have posted. Go vote everyone!

[Connie]

You surprise me Connie, *Ottery is a severe Marxist*
Doesn't everyone want a better world to live in, watch our children, and grandchildren grow up in? We don't all have to have the same political views to get along and do our best to make the world a better place.^_^
It was a mistake to wear it, it had been a gift from Sebastian.
:*ops: Well, she does have a lot on her mind, what with her HUSBAND in prison, and her only son doomed to the life she lives in fear of, the poor dear.:lol: Great post Ottery as always. Oh, and by the way: I don't mind the dark, it adds to the suspense, and your so good at making the light come on at just the right time.

[KellyBear]

Chapter: None of us speaks about the monsters …Elsewhere he sat alone, his thoughts like flies buzzing over a harried corpse, bothering Draco Malfoy with remembrances of what his mother had said.

Narcissa had turned away from him, but not before the Slytherin had caught a glimpse of her cheeks stained with tears. Whoever that man was, he had made his mother cry. Still, Draco’s thoughts buzzed incessantly when he thought of that man, he seemed so familiar to Draco but from where he could not tell.

The Slytherin sat in a compartment alone, on the way to what was likely to be his last term at Hogwarts. The blonde haired boy had dismissed all company -- even Pansy who loved soothing Draco with the multiplicity of her charms -- out of a desire to lose himself in the most recent past. Draco sighed and leaned his head back against the seat hoping to collect his thoughts.

Draco Malfoy had been allowed to visit Lucius only once in Azkaban. The Dark Lord had been kind, even allowing that as a kind of present for the young Slytherin after his initiation into the Death Eaters and before receiving his first assignment as a soldier of the Dark Lord.

If Draco had thought that visiting his father would help anything -- and there were too many things that needed attention at once -- the Slytherin soon learned that he had made a foolish assumption. Lucius rebuked Draco for letting his incarceration happen.

To Draco’s way of thinking it had not been his fault that that stupid Weasley girl had hexed him with a bat bogey, or that Crabbe and Goyle were such spazzes. Draco realized that he definitely needed better henchmen if he planned to go anywhere in life.

The visit kept playing over in his mind, again and again, like a film reel in an endless loop. His brain would not let him rest, as if the visit contained some all important piece of information that could help him in the way that his father could not with what the Dark Lord had entrusted him to do.

The prison cells were nothing but stone, carved out of the earth, as if to bury alive the mistakes of the ministry‘s past officers. Azkaban was something wholly medieval. Skeletons hung from shackles in tattered robes down dungeons leading to cells in the lower levels where Azkaban housed the worst prisoners in all of the wizarding world. There was dankness and darkness where things lurked, slithered and watched gazing into the light fearful of it and the light flickering weakly sputtering on torches which if they died out would cast the dungeons in darkness and release all the beasts of night.

Draco Malfoy felt as if he were traversing catacombs to the depths of purgatory. The scene too surreal, Draco Malfoy his mother beside him making every attempt not to soil her clothes with the filth of the place, dressed in the finest clothes galleons could attire them in, visiting the family patriarch in prison.

Many things had changed as Draco did not know, since the break out at Azkaban and the mass exodus of Dementors. The more dangerous captives had been moved to the lower catacombs. As the ministry still feared a return of the Dark Lord’s minions to free his followers. His father among them.

♥


I loved your dungeon description here, so much more menacing than mine, and I ALMOST (oh, it was sooo close) felt sorry for Draco. He came within millimeters of being...human. :gasp:

Loved the part about the new henchman, too :lol:

*needs coffee and croissants* :coffee:

Chapter: “I get up in the evening and I ain’t got nothing to say … you can‘t start a fire without a spark …”


“We will have a culling.”



:bat: :pumpkin: :witch: :blackcat: :pump:

You. Wouldn't. Dare. :faint: :cry:

[hermionesclone]

Woah! That first paragraph! I love the imagery you used. I was so revolted by the place. Ew. Wow! Things are turning even darker! And i thought the previous chapter was dark. Ooh! Intense! Hope the Ministry will get there in time (for once). That's just so sad what Voldie's planning to do. He's one evil meanie. Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

But... But.... But...... You can't do that! That order actually made my stomach churn!

My Voldemort isn't a nice guy Hannah, this guy is actually going to kill a lot of people before this fic is actually over. I think Jo made a mistake in not making him the kind of guy that gets his hands dirty and she really never was too specific on the death tolls but I will be. He's evil, he should be dark and twisty and he will be when I write him. No mercy here ...

Not everyone is loving Draco, just how he's written I can't bring myself to like the bouncing little weasel.

Thanx Hannah, I'm trying to make him unlike Voldemort the most evilest guy in the story, because as we all saw in DH he's not really. More like a lion with it's claws and teeth pulled. Just a big ol' puzzycat. :kitty: I want people to feel sorry for Drackikins because then I'm going to make him do the cruelest thing anyone could imagine and then you can all really hate our favorite bouncing little ferret. ;)

Doesn't everyone want a better world to live in, watch our children, and grandchildren grow up in? We don't all have to have the same political views to get along and do our best to make the world a better place.

Hmm ... *looks at Teddy* :yes: *Teddy & Otts tie up Connie give her a blindfold and ask* Any last requests?

I loved your dungeon description here, so much more menacing than mine, and I ALMOST (oh, it was sooo close) felt sorry for Draco. He came within millimeters of being...human.

Thank you, but your description was better than mine. If you break it down and read it carefully I have a lot of cliche in it. I also did expend more text on elaborating on the dungeon so ... :whistle: yours was better.

You. Wouldn't. Dare.

Okay. Watch me. :yes:

Things are turning even darker! And i thought the previous chapter was dark. Ooh! Intense! Hope the Ministry will get there in time (for once). That's just so sad what Voldie's planning to do. He's one evil meanie. Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

Thank you for the compliments Kita. As for the Ministry *ahem* I am not at present allowed to divulge anything on the matters of Ministry affairs as this operation is still pending ... *ahem* <--That was Percy Weasley. :loved:

But yes, this story is going to get so dark, so very fast, I hope you all brought candles. That's all I can say. :yes: ♥

This story is going for a doozy and the train chapters are long and comin' at cha.

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

YouTube - Karen Carpenter sings "Johnny Angel" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpkf7yTFCU4)

♥

“Avada Kedavra!” the witch yelled and a bright blast of green light exploded leaving a train porter dead.

“He was a squib, you didn’t need to …” a girl cried. “Mr. Sanders.”

Bellatrix slapped the girl hard across the face.

“Silence lamb.”

In another part of the train there was a giant explosion that rocked the whole train almost causing a derailment but for the magic charms protecting it.

“You’re crazy if you think you’re taking me alive!” a boy exclaimed.

Ottery heard the boy’s voice and ran out of his compartment, “No! Teddy don’t!”

The brown haired boy had a gleeful grin on his face a stick of dynamite in one hand a lit match in the other and every intention to bring them together.

“Candles aren’t going to stop me muggle lover,” the Death Eater exclaimed. “Avada K--”

Ottery kicked the man in the bum and as the Death Eater turned to spell the dark haired boy, Teddy slammed himself into him and threw him out of the compartment flinging a lit stick of dynamite after him.

“What the hell did you do that for?” Ottery asked in a mad panic.

“Was that dynamite?” Colin asked.

“Well the TNT sure doesn’t stand for the channel,” his younger brother added both of them staring at Teddy with admiring eyes.

“Explosion!” Ottery exclaimed firing at the window. A shower of glass shards flew out of the compartment followed by Teddy who was climbing over the side of the train to the next compartment.

“Well don’t just stand there fellas let’s get out of here,” Ottery yelled at the Creevey brothers.

In seconds they were in the next compartment and everyone fell as another explosion rocked the train. The compartment they had just vacated and the hall passage were now minus walls but had the addition of a lovely view of the afternoon sky and the passing countryside.

“You crazy idiot you’re going to get us killed and this train derailed!” Ottery shouted.

“I just saved your scrawny hide, you twit,” Teddy complained.

“No, thank you. You just tried to blow me off the train along with the bloody train!”

“Could you blokes keep it down, please,” came a soft voice from someone wrapped in a cloak. A gray haired boy who was wearing his hat over his face.

“Oh, no!” Ottery yelled.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Teddy asked annoyance painted on his face, a stick of dynamite in one hand a lit match in the other and a tone of voice that would have curdled milk.

The gray haired boy yawned. “What’s it look like I’m doing? I’m here to save Ottery again,” he replied smiling wickedly.

Elsewhere on the train …

The boy stood over her protectively. “Please, she’s just a first year,” the boy exclaimed.

“She’s a mud blood you fool, and you’re a blood traitor, you can die with her,” the man named Foxx exclaimed.

Another figure walked into the room dressed in a black suit. A bald headed man who wore glasses of which the right monocle was square and green, and the left monocle red and round. He smoked a cigarette, holding a notepad while a quill flew around jotting things down on it.

“Who the devil are you?” the Death Eater asked.

“They call me Spider Robinson,” the man replied. “Want to see why?”

♥

Next: Bonnie Tyler, and how is a Raven like a writing desk? :evil: Kelly knows but she shouldn't say ... :mwaha: Oh the evil hasn't even begun ... and the death count ... will be deadly :mwaha: *leaves taking all the spoilers with him and the Death Eaters hit list but not before you can read some of the names*

Ronald Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Hermione Granger ~ Mudblood
Ginny Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Ottery St. Catchpole ~ Annoys Voldemort
Harry Potter ~ To be captured ALIVE!
Freddie Valentine ~ Mudblood
Madison *name smeared* :lol: ;)

It pays to read all my fics, what? :gasp: :lol:

[Maxilocks]

I thought I posted here. :gasp:

Sorry for not being around, Otty, but I was SO sure I had posted here. I mean, I read all the time, but I don't always review each time but... *smacks head in wall* Talk about being a bad reader, that's the one reason I don't comment on most of the fics I read. *hides from you*
“He was a squib, you didn’t need to …” a girl cried. “Mr. Sanders.”

Bellatrix slapped the girl hard across the face.

“Silence lamb.”
She is evil, so VERY evil. *locks her up*
“You crazy idiot you’re going to get us killed and this train derailed!” Ottery shouted.

“I just saved your scrawny hide, you twit,” Teddy complained.

“No, thank you. You just tried to blow me off the train along with the bloody train!”
I LOVE<3 this bit. LOVE the convo, just love it. VERY well-written, good humour. Brilliant is NOT the word. Throw some adjectives at me, yo!
“They call me Spider Robinson,” the man replied. “Want to see why?”
YUSS! :eyebrows: =DD

[HannahLongbottom]

“Avada Kedavra!” the witch yelled and a bright blast of green light exploded leaving a train porter dead.

“He was a squib, you didn’t need to …” a girl cried. “Mr. Sanders.”

Bellatrix slapped the girl hard across the face.

“Silence lamb.”


Is it bad that I sniggered and then went to get my self some Fava Beans and nice glass of Chianti?


The brown haired boy had a gleeful grin on his face a stick of dynamite in one hand a lit match in the other and every intention to bring them together.

“Candles aren’t going to stop me muggle lover,” the Death Eater exclaimed. “Avada K--”

Ottery kicked the man in the bum and as the Death Eater turned to spell the dark haired boy, Teddy slammed himself into him and threw him out of the compartment flinging a lit stick of dynamite after him.

“What the hell did you do that for?” Ottery asked in a mad panic.

“Was that dynamite?” Colin asked.

“Well the TNT sure doesn’t stand for the channel,” his younger brother added both of them staring at Teddy with admiring eyes.

Go Teddy! He's my hero!



Elsewhere on the train …

The boy stood over her protectively. “Please, she’s just a first year,” the boy exclaimed.

“She’s a mud blood you fool, and you’re a blood traitor, you can die with her,” the man named Foxx exclaimed.

Another figure walked into the room dressed in a black suit. A bald headed man who wore glasses of which the right monocle was square and green, and the left monocle red and round. He smoked a cigarette, holding a notepad while a quill flew around jotting things down on it.

“Who the devil are you?” the Death Eater asked.

“They call me Spider Robinson,” the man replied. “Want to see why?”


ooooooooooooh! who's the first year? who's trying to save her? Spider Robinson? whozat??

Excellent work my lovely! :woot:

You didn't say anything about my man, I'm not impressed. He has to make to through to be the battle scared hero!:yes:

[Connie]

Hmm ... *looks at Teddy* *Teddy & Otts tie up Connie give her a blindfold and ask* Any last requests?
Your not going to leave me like this. I'm not afraid of the dark, I just need to be able to move out of the way of these evil beings, and I need to see where I'm going on this train, there's pieces of it flying off all over the place.But yes, this story is going to get so dark, so very fast, I hope you all brought candles. That's all I can say. ♥
Forget candles! I think I want (for my last request)the Olympic Torch!:hide: “They call me Spider Robinson,” the man replied. “Want to see why?”
No ththththank you. I don't need to know your secrets.:faint:

[KellyBear]

*prepares to hate some villians*


This is not gonna be pretty, is it? :hide:

[hermionesclone]

Wow! I love all the action! Haha! The comment that Dennis made. It was so funny! Go Teddy for using dynamite! I can't believe he blew off a compartment! Loved Ottery's and Teddy's argument - as usual. Spider Robinson has a very unique taste. Wonder who he is? Hm... Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[Maxilocks]

OttySt? <3
Where new chappie? =[



-waits-

[MunchyBubbles]

YAY!!!! I finally caught up on one!!! *kills homework and busyness!*
I loved the updates!! and I am loving this story!!! ^_^

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Teddy traversed the desert sands as the winds blew sand around him. He found it. In the sea of sands a simple bottle stuck in the ground. He opened it and read the missive inside.

Dear Readers:

No time for replies, I'm sorry. I'm in the middle of Nanowrimo, but here's a post. Thanks for sticking around Thea ;) I love you all for reading and understanding. :yes: My readers PWN. I'll be back ... *loves and ♥*

~Otty

Teddy lit the paper on fire and continued to walk across the sea of sand.

:paw1: ♥ :paw1:

“My name’s Kitty, Kitty Hawk. You know like where they flew the first plane?”

Fenrir smiled wickedly at the young girl, she couldn’t be more than a third year, but there she was standing with all the pluck in the world as if she could take him down.

The werewolf bared his teeth, slavering on the floor. One little bite and she would be infected too. Just a tiny tear on that lovely porcelain flesh. How Fenrir loved to rend flesh apart. It took a lot of control not eviscerating everyone he came across. Still, Greyback enjoyed slashing and tearing flesh when he could. But, she was a tiny girl, brown hair done up in a ponytail, holding her wand in her trembling hand despite all her hubris.


:paw1: ♥ :paw1:

[Connie]

Hi Ottery! Hope you're having a great time with Nanowrimo! Teddy traversed the desert sands as the winds blew sand around him. He found it. In the sea of sands a simple bottle stuck in the ground. He opened it and read the missive inside.

Dear Readers:

No time for replies, I'm sorry. I'm in the middle of Nanowrimo, but here's a post. Thanks for sticking around Thea I love you all for reading and understanding. My readers PWN. I'll be back ... *loves and ♥*

~Otty

Teddy lit the paper on fire and continued to walk across the sea of sand.
Way Cool! Loved this. :sunny: No apologies needed, we're thankful for the posts.“My name’s Kitty, Kitty Hawk, you know like where they first flew a plane?”
Kitty Hawk has a fascinating history. I'm anxious to read more.:)

[HannahLongbottom]

d to walk across the sea of sand.

:paw1: ♥ :paw1:

“My name’s Kitty, Kitty Hawk, you know like where they first flew a plane?”

Fenrir smiled wickedly at the young girl, she couldn’t be more than a third year, but there she was standing with all the pluck in the world as if she could take him.

The werewolf bared his teeth, slavering on the floor. One little bite and she would be infected too. Just a tiny tear on that lovely porcelain flesh. How he loved to rend flesh apart. It took a lot of control not eviscerating everyone he came across. Still, he enjoyed slashing and tearing flesh when he could. But, she was a tiny girl, brown hair in a ponytail wand in her trembling hand despite all her hubris.


:paw1: ♥ :paw1:

The note was cute, but Greyback was scary :hide2: Brilliant stuff!

How goes the Nano? Well I hope. Don't worry about the Beta, I think I've sorted it!

[hermionesclone]

Wow! Talk about scary! And disgusting! Love the note. And the way Teddy found it. You can take as long as you like (just not too long).
Kita

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Chapter: “Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears … ”

:music: Every now and then I fall apart,
*turn around bright eyes*
every now and then I fall apart,
and I need you now tonight,
and I need you more than ever
and if you only hold me tight
we’ll be holding on forever
and we’ll only be making it right
because we’ll never be wrong
… your love is like a shadow on me all of the time … :music:

“Seamus, are you all right?” the boy asked. “Please be all right,” he cried silently as he held the boy in his arms, Seamus’ face pale and covered in ashes. Dean looked up angrily at the Death Eater. She merely took off her mask to smile at the boy.

“Boo!” she said and started laughing.

“I’m … all right,” Seamus answered, “just wanted to do this!” The boy’s wand suddenly shot up and he fired a stunning spell at the woman’s face sending her flying across the train car.

“Seamus, you’re all right.” Dean dropped his friend’s head and let it fall onto the floor.

“Ouch! What the … I just saved your life!”

“That’s for making me think you were wounded,” Dean complained. He took his wand out of his pocket. “Stupefy!” He fired at another Death Eater coming towards them. A group of first years were cowering in the compartment next to theirs as the boys argued in the hallway.

Pansy ran down the train compartments not bothering to look or stop or do anything. The Death Eaters knew one of their own, and what was more they were not attacking Slytherins all of whom were either too afraid or interested in keeping their own hides safe to interfere. She needed to find Draco. No one had told her about this. No one had told her they would be attacking the Hogwart’s Express.

Still lost in memories the boy had not noticed the rocking of the train that he had taken one of the compartments in the last train did not help. The door opened and he shivered caught by surprise. A dark cloaked figure stood there, her hands went up to her face and she pulled the cloak down and took the mask off.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I wish I could have been to see you off at the station but … you understand don’t you, Drackykins?”

“Mother, what the devil are you doing sneaking in here with a Death Eater’s mask on and …”

Narcissa’s full red lips curled in sneering joy, she had caught sight of Draco pointing his wand under his cloak. Her son was always ready to defend himself there was no sneaking up on him. She had been right to make Lucius send him to Hogwarts where he could learn under some of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers (Narcissa’s memory of his first and fifth years notwithstanding) and there had been the boy’s old tutor too, his name escaped her.

“You’re not going to hex your mother are you darling?” She asked coyly.

“Don’t be daft, mum. But what are you doing here like this? If they find you …”

“When the Dark Lord commands you to do something, Draco,” and she left that sentence unfinished. It didn’t need an ending because both she and Draco knew there could only be a choice of one out of two, obedience or death.

The screams started coming in through the open door. Narcissa waved her wand without turning to look at the door and it shut and locked itself the drapes dropping down.

“You must be brave my son. You have to do what he’s asked of you. Do not hesitate. Do not … do not think on it too much. And remember always, there is Severus there to help you, and …”

“Mother,” the boy said, for indeed he was a boy, not yet a man set out to a task he did not want feeling that it was a punishment foisted on him for his father’s sins.

Narcissa ran her hand down his cheek lovingly, her only boy. She held him to her breast and kissed his head and Draco did not object to this private endearment. If he could he would have run to his mother for protection. If only she could protect him from the Dark Lord. But no one could. Not with his father in prison and he alone set on a task. Draco Malfoy was the head of the family now and he would do what was necessary to see that the Malfoy’s survived.

“Mother, who was that man that came to see you that day?” Draco had begun to ask but Narcissa had quieted him.

“You mustn’t worry about old friends Draco. They come to visit and most times you don’t care a whit for who they are or what they want. You’re off fencing with your friends or partying or muggle baiting …”

“But this is different, mother,” he persisted.

“Is it now, love? I don’t think so. What makes you ask about him anyways?” she queried worried about the line of questioning. Did blood call out to blood?

“No, I suppose not,” the boy relented. “Did you bring me …” he smiled as his mother took a box of chocolate dipped strawberry hearts with soft sugar sprinkles and gummy centers out of her robes. They were the boy’s favorites. “I love you, Mum, I can always count on you.”

“Oh, my Drackykins,” she held him close.

“Mother!” he objected but not too harshly as there were no other classmates to goad him.

:wizard: ♥ :loved:

[Connie]

Drama, comedy, suspense, intrigue, and tenderness. Ok! A great post, and, I was able to breath through the whole post. :woot: Oh by the way, that song has been in my brain all wk. I just today was able to not sing it constanly, and then I read your post, thanks alot.:rolleyes: actually the song is one of my favorites, and I love how well it's done, the video also. SS isn't the same without you and KellyBear hanging around posting on your stories. I hope all is going well for you, and continued well wishing for you. Thanks for the post and I'll be patiently waiting for your next one. :hello:

[HannahLongbottom]

Narcissa ran her hand down his cheek lovingly, her only boy. She held him to her breast and kissed his head and Draco did not object to this private endearment. If he could he would have run to his mother for protection. If only she could protect him from the Dark Lord. But no one could. Not with his father in prison and he alone set on a task. Draco Malfoy was the head of the family now and he would do what was necessary to see that the Malfoy’s survived.

“Mother, who was that man that came to see you that day?” Draco had begun to ask but Narcissa had quieted him.

“You mustn’t worry about old friends Draco. They come to visit and most times you don’t care a whit for who they are or what they want. You’re off fencing with your friends or partying or muggle baiting …”

“But this is different, mother,” he persisted.

“Is it now, love? I don’t think so. What makes you ask about him anyways?” she queried worried about the line of questioning. Did blood call out to blood?

“No, I suppose not,” the boy relented. “Did you bring me …” he smiled as his mother took a box of chocolate dipped strawberry hearts with soft sugar sprinkles and gummy centers out of her robes. They were the boy’s favorites. “I love you, Mum, I can always count on you.”

“Oh, my Drackykins,” she held him close.

“Mother!” he objected but not too harshly as there were no other classmates to goad him.

:wizard: ♥ :loved:

Ottery, are you trying to make me feel sorry for the amazing bouncing ferret?

Excellent chapter as always my dear! How goes the Nano?

[Maxilocks]

Chapter: “Every now and then I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears … ”
=[
“Boo!” she said and started laughing.
Evil woman! *pokes her like anything*
“Ouch! What the … I just saved your life!”

“That’s for making me think you were wounded,” Dean complained.
Awww. Love the friendly banter. Ahh, friendships. <3
“You’re not going to hex your mother are you darling?” She asked coyly.
Draco: You never know, lady. :eyebrows:
“No, I suppose not,” the boy relented. “Did you bring me …” he smiled as his mother took a box of chocolate dipped strawberry hearts with soft sugar sprinkles and gummy centers out of her robes. They were the boy’s favorites. “I love you, Mum, I can always count on you.”
Aww, such endearment. I love these two. At least for now. =DD
“Oh, my Drackykins,” she held him close.
Oh, my WHAT? :blink: Otty St! That is SO not Narcissa... I always imagine her a little... you know .. curter? Well, loving, certainly, but not the "Drackykins" kind. But oh well, fan fiction is... fan fiction. xD


Update when you can.
&& best of luck for Wrimo.<3

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Hey everyone, I'm still playing with my Nano. I'm not doing so good today. <_< I'm not too worried, I'm only a few hundred words down from what my daily goal is. You have to average 3k words a day and *sighs* I'm a few hundred down. Nothing to worry, yesterday I was over by a few hundred so ... it's nothing major. If I'm a few thousand down that's something to worry about.

Neways, I'm going to do an update soon. I imagine you'd all like to know what's going on in the story :lol: so an up to date update from the last update, 'kay? ;)

Thank you all for hanging in there. You all are sweet. Especially Maxie who is very busy I know ... and I know the rest of you are too. New story update soon too, if you all are good. Go read my Christmas story ... *fires the cannons* And again thank you all for reading and for your loyalty.

Jools, I got your story in my e-mail box. I'll give it a look see tonight. I'm sorry I haven't done it yet. Nano is eating up all my time ... :lol: but I will, tonight. :yes:

love you all, here or there invisible or visible, mods or not mods,

~:paw1:

[Connie]

I'm not doing so good today. [:/] Chalk it up to it being Monday, and make tomorrow a better day. Maybe some of that expensive strawberry flavored coffee?:coffee: Neways, I'm going to do an update soon. I imagine you'd all like to know what's going on in the story so an up to date update from the last update, 'kay?
Ready when you are, but happy to wait,(working hard on not worrying:erm: ) you're the one who knows whats best for you.Thank you all for hanging in there.It's a pleasure. I love your stories, and I'll be here, and at the Christmas Story.love you allEVERYONE LOVES OTTERY:glomp:

[HannahLongbottom]

Really, sweetie, don't fret! I think I sorted it! I got myself over the hump. Thank- you for agreeing to do it, that helped me get over the hump.

I'm in awe of anyone who's nanoing, I don't think I could do it, I couldn't hit the world count everyday, I edit too much.

Connie is right, EVERYONE LOVES OTTERY :glomp:

[Maxilocks]

Especially Maxie who is very busy I know ...
Awww. I wub you, Otty St. :loved:

Update when you can, just don't make us wait toooo much.
*shnuggggggggggggggles you lyk anything*

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Update/Recap: Being a recounting of the proceedings of this massively long and seriously slow story which we hope will come to a speedy and adventurous conclusion ...

Our story finds our intrepid heroine Hermione in the throes of a book on subversive Hogwarts history. Harry is in the middle of a car chase with Sirius Black, chasing Death Eaters. Their merry chase leads them to a neighborhood street fight introducing the character of Nicholas Black, Sirius Black's son? *Still not telling*.

Ottery St. Catchpole is prisoner of Rodolphus LeStrange in Hong Kong. Lord Voldemort is planning an alliance with the Chinese Magical Triads. Tonks escorts Professor Dumbledore to see a new very dangerous face in the magical world, an old friend Sebastian Shaw. Dumbledore refuses to accept Sebastian's help because he employs the same tactics the Death Eaters do.

Meanwhile back at the Burrow, Ron moons about love, but for whom? Luna pops up looking for snoozlefoos. A naked werewolf pops up looking for trouble. This is Maxie Zeus. Harry confronts Nicholas about his identity. Somewhere in Paris a cute boy receives a mysterious phone call about saving an old friend? enemy? playful adversary? playful friend? *I'm not telling that either*.

Ottery receives a late night dinner guest in his cell, a girl he knows who mysteriously stops him from uttering her name before we can learn it. Dang you Ottery, and dang your pov! But worry not, it's soon coming.

Professor Snape gets visit from of Professor Dumbledore who informs him that HE will be the new DADA teacher ... major wowage didn't see that one coming did ya? <_<

Harry ponders over the news of Nicholas Black. NOTE: We still don't know this to be fact. Death Eaters openly attack and kill a wizard with a muggle family. News of Sebastian Shaw's return spreads but, as of yet he has not acted. This isn't so for long.

Teddy flying over the city on a steam powered zeppelin confers with Tiffany, Ottery's secretary, that Sebastian is on the loose, Ottery's missing and Angel is on the prowl, though for what exactly I won't say. So don't ask Tiffany refuses Teddy's advances. *Pets Teddy*

Harry and Nicholas run into each other on the street and they have a war of words. Harry doesn't want to believe that Nicholas is Sirius' son. Is he? :P Nope. Not yet.

Nymphadora *gets stunned* I mean, Tonks and Lupin have a quiet chat at Cafe Mondrian about their 'not-happening-romance'. Meanwhile, outside the cafe the Abbot & Costello of Death Eaters try to take Nicholas hostage. As you all surely remember, that didn't work out so well for them.

A flying car and some broken walls later, I wrote Kelly a poem here (http://www.snitchseeker.com/other-stories/human-nature-sa13-65597/index3.html#post8540548), if you missed it. Ron and Luna lose Maxie Zeus, the naked werewolf boy. They wake up the Burrow and Fleur antagonizes Mama Weasley while flirting with Bill. Ron writes a letter and Luna and Ginny plan to save the day and Harry Potter in the mix.

Ottery is about to be executed when his savior appears. Harry still looses sleep over the whole Nicholas is he or isn't he? When he's woken up by the arrival of the Harry Potter Rescue Squad. We return to Ottery's triumphant rescue where Teddy is still not saving his but, there's the boulders, will they get away? :gasp:

Narcissa slaps Sebastian and it is revealed that ... they were once lovers. OMG! Could Sebastian be Draco's pops? OMG! If you weren't asking this before you should do it now so you don't look foolish.

Teddy blows up stuff in his search for Ottery. Luna declares that even though it's not Waffle House they make good waffles. Hermione notices Ron being all attentive of Luna, tries to make him jealous by stating how Ottery & Luna were having 'dinner' together. It backfires. In an attempt to aid her, Ginny points out that Hermione got kissed by Ottery. Ron is not dissuaded and Hermione points out OTTERY did the kissing.

Death Eaters ruin the party and Maxie Zeus, our naked werewolf boy, is one as well, or is he? :shifty:

Ottery's rescue continues, boy that was a long rescue and Ottery's true champion is revealed to be none other than Angel. The story continues with Lupin and Nicholas sitting down for dinner, Nick is staying at his friend's Lupin's house and he gets chided for a bit of thievery.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna are surrounded by Death Eaters. They fight. Something happens. Harry tries to kill Bellatrix but Ginny stops him. Thanks to Hermione's quick thinking they leave the cafe but Death Eaters can apparate. Once outside Luna slaps Maxie, Hermione gets tortured and Ron dies :gasp: No not really I just wanted to scare the new readers. On the airship Arceus Ottery and Angel have a heart to heart falling out. Methinks the ottereth doth protest too much, :blush: Chuck Norris is Dumbledore :yes: Ginny firecracker in pants, emo Harry, Dumbledore saves the day in what would have been a flashback but I wrote this long chapter on the train instead.

On a dismal day the Hogwarts express prepares to leave. Teddy narrowly escapes Muggle authorities, while smuggling luggage, Draco arrives in style, Harry realizes he's just bait for the ministry, Hermione lets Ron in on the joke while a crow watches. *cough*metamorphmagus?*cough* Ahem, sorry *cough*spy? obviously*cough* Sorry *cough*animagi*cough*. :shifty:

Harry boards the train, alone.

Luna, Neville join him but no one speaks of that summer :cry: I know what you did last summer Otts! :gasp: Ernie offers to help Otts but a hunky Cormac saves the day.

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Teddy & Ottery are happy to see each other. The train cops come after Teds :lol: Cormac is after Hermione with love poetry? :huh:

Draco is lost in his thoughts about his visit to dad in jail. Voldemort orders a culling probably because his secret hideout is in the sewers :mad: The ministry finds out too late. Dun dun dun! Bellatrix kills a porter, no not Harry Porter *pokes* Teddy blows stuff up and not for the last time, Otty exclaims! They run into Angel who's after Ottery :eyebrows:

The following hit list is revealed *adds more*:

Ronald Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Hermione Granger ~ Mudblood
Ginny Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Ottery St. Catchpole ~ Annoys Voldemort
Harry Potter ~ To be captured ALIVE!
Freddie Valentine ~ Mudblood
Madison *name & reason smeared*
The porter ~ Squib
Maxie Zeus :huh: ~ Traitor?
Prince *winks* ~ Traitor?
Giovanni ~ Otty's friend & Annoying
Santa Claus ~ put Voldemort on bad list gave coal last 20 X-Mas's
Nicholas Black ~ Traitor? Not on train. Believed dead.
Remus Lupin ~ Order Member. Believed dead.
Seamus & Dean ~ out of sheer evilness


Ottery in real life begins to Nano yay I'm almost at 20k even if I have fallen behind :xd: We meet Kitty Hawk, Harry's new flame :erm: :head: She kicks Greyback's bum, Ginny is reported to be next? Seamus dies! Noooooo! in Dean's arms Yeeeeeeeeeess! :cry: only he's not dead and he kicks DE bum! Pansy runs madly through the trains searching for Draco who sits alone until Mummy shows up. With treats. Draco has an assignment from Voldy all is lost. Draco wants to know about Sebastian and his mother never really knowing that Sebastian is secretly :gasp: and we're all caught up.

So now ... onto the story:

“What the devil’s going on out there?” Cormac asked. Ottery had just run out of the compartment right in the middle of Cormac’s recitation of a love letter he’d written to Hermione. Ottery had been going on about how it wasn’t really subtle and then the dark haired boy ran out the door slamming it behind him.

Cormac walked to the door and looking out saw a dark cloaked figure holding a boy by his shirt front. Probably some Slytherin bully but when the figure turned their face Cormac could see a mask of death. Not one to think quickly the boy ran at the Death Eater his wand sticking out his back pocket, Cormac obviously oblivious to Professor Moody’s advice to Harry about blowing ones buttocks off.

The Death Eater fell to the ground as Cormac punched him again and again breaking the porcelain mask over the man’s face. Still, the person beneath it was no man, it was a boy not much older than he. Cormac cursed and looked at the other boy.

“Are you all right?”

The Hufflepuff nodded and smiled, “That was ace. Can you do it again?”
Cormac smiled back. “C’mon, lets go find a teacher or something. This is serious trouble.”

“Shouldn’t we bind him or something?” the boy asked.

“Yeah, you take care of that,” Cormac said going on ahead.

♥

“Kitty Hawk is it? Well my name’s Fenrir and I’m …” and here the Death Eater transformed into a werewolf right before the young girl’s eyes. As his body expanded, his muscles changed growing under his skin, his flesh expanding, large tufts of hair growing over his body, his mouth lengthening into a maw, his eyes coloring yellow and his figure gaunt. The girl merely smiled.

“You don’t impress me,” she said and as he threw out his hand to slash at her Kitty threw a vial of potion at him. Kitty stepped back faster than Fenrir had swiped and had missed the blow. The large wolf however had run into the girl’s potion. He fell back grabbing at his face howling and yelping in pain.

“It’s liquid Wolf’s bane,” she informed the cowering, screaming form of Fenrir Greyback.

“It burns you little …”

“Of course it does oaf, what did you think it was, holy water?” With that she kicked Fenrir between his legs and ran out of the compartment searching for help.

♥

Next on Human Nature: Someone's been sitting in my chair! & there's going to be hel to pay! or Fear the reaper!

[HannahLongbottom]

Hoorah! An update!

And Neville's not on the death wish list :woot:

I'm liking Kitty Hawk! That girl is highly skilled!

And Cormac! In his PANTS?? I thought he was a Squeaky Clean?? Too pretty for me I'm afraid. Give me a geek any day! But hooray for him saving a Huffie :D

Brilliant! Good luck with the Nano :glomp:

[Connie]

The Death Eater fell to the ground as Cormac punched him again and again breaking the porcelain mask over the man’s face.
Ouch! Cormac's hand must look like ground beef now. Glad he saved the boy, he's probably a hero for life now.
HA! I knew I'd like Kitty Hawk. Sometimes big things come from small packages.
Ottery, I appreciate the update. That had to take a lot of time. Thank you for giving so much of yourself and your time, and thanks for a great post!Ottery in real life begins to Nano yay I'm almost at 20k even if I have fallen behind Makes me feel quilty, that you spend so much time on us. 20k is a lot of writing, something to be proud of. Falling behind is scary though. Being that you're OtteryStCatchpole though I know you can do it. Your the greatest!:cheerpyr:

[KellyBear]

“I’m sorry sweetie, I wish I could have been to see you off at the station but … you understand don’t you, Drackykins?”

“Mother, what the devil are you doing sneaking in here with a Death Eater’s mask on and …”

Narcissa’s full red lips curled in sneering joy, she had caught sight of Draco pointing his wand under his cloak. Her son was always ready to defend himself there was no sneaking up on him. She had been right to make Lucius send him to Hogwarts where he could learn under some of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers (Narcissa’s memory of his first and fifth years notwithstanding) and there had been the boy’s old tutor too, his name escaped her.

“You’re not going to hex your mother are you darling?” She asked coyly.

“Don’t be daft, mum. But what are you doing here like this? If they find you …”

“When the Dark Lord commands you to do something, Draco,” and she left that sentence unfinished. It didn’t need an ending because both she and Draco knew there could only be a choice of one out of two, obedience or death.

The screams started coming in through the open door. Narcissa waved her wand without turning to look at the door and it shut and locked itself the drapes dropping down.

“You must be brave my son. You have to do what he’s asked of you. Do not hesitate. Do not … do not think on it too much. And remember always, there is Severus there to help you, and …”

“Mother,” the boy said, for indeed he was a boy, not yet a man set out to a task he did not want feeling that it was a punishment foisted on him for his father’s sins.

Narcissa ran her hand down his cheek lovingly, her only boy. She held him to her breast and kissed his head and Draco did not object to this private endearment. If he could he would have run to his mother for protection. If only she could protect him from the Dark Lord. But no one could. Not with his father in prison and he alone set on a task. Draco Malfoy was the head of the family now and he would do what was necessary to see that the Malfoy’s survived.

“Mother, who was that man that came to see you that day?” Draco had begun to ask but Narcissa had quieted him.

“You mustn’t worry about old friends Draco. They come to visit and most times you don’t care a whit for who they are or what they want. You’re off fencing with your friends or partying or muggle baiting …”

“But this is different, mother,” he persisted.

“Is it now, love? I don’t think so. What makes you ask about him anyways?” she queried worried about the line of questioning. Did blood call out to blood?

“No, I suppose not,” the boy relented. “Did you bring me …” he smiled as his mother took a box of chocolate dipped strawberry hearts with soft sugar sprinkles and gummy centers out of her robes. They were the boy’s favorites. “I love you, Mum, I can always count on you.”

“Oh, my Drackykins,” she held him close.

“Mother!” he objected but not too harshly as there were no other classmates to goad him.

[CENTER]:wizard: ♥ :loved:

Hm, I suppose even vipers have mommies.

Blood calling out to blood? Could it be? *laughs wickedly* Oh, I do hope so...:mwaha:

[Maxilocks]

A naked werewolf pops up looking for trouble. This is Maxie Zeus.
:shifty:
The Death Eater fell to the ground as Cormac punched him again and again breaking the porcelain mask over the man’s face.
Eeep, that must have hurt A WHOLE LOT. =O
The girl merely smiled.
Okay, so I love her. *sticks approved-by-Maxie taggie on her forehead*

=DD

[KellyBear]

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Ronald Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Hermione Granger ~ Mudblood
Ginny Weasley ~ Blood Traitor
Ottery St. Catchpole ~ Annoys Voldemort
Harry Potter ~ To be captured ALIVE!
Freddie Valentine ~ Mudblood
Madison *name & reason smeared*
The porter ~ Squib
Maxie Zeus :huh: ~ Traitor?
Prince *winks* ~ Traitor?
Giovanni ~ Otty's friend & Annoying
Santa Claus ~ put Voldemort on bad list gave coal last 20 X-Mas's
Nicholas Black ~ Traitor? Not on train. Believed dead.
Remus Lupin ~ Order Member. Believed dead.
Seamus & Dean ~ out of sheer evilness



Sorry, the photocut thingy wouldn't open for me. Probably another upgrade glitch. *shrugs*
But inquiring minds wanted to know!!



The Death Eater fell to the ground as Cormac punched him again and again breaking the porcelain mask over the man’s face. Still, the person beneath it was no man, it was a boy not much older than he. Cormac cursed and looked at the other boy.

“Are you all right?”

The Hufflepuff nodded and smiled, “That was ace. Can you do it again?”
Cormac smiled back. “C’mon, lets go find a teacher or something. This is serious trouble.”

“Shouldn’t we bind him or something?” the boy asked.

“Yeah, you take care of that,” Cormac said going on ahead.

♥

Yup, That's Cormac, alright :yes: :head:

“Kitty Hawk is it? Well my name’s Fenrir and I’m …” and here the Death Eater transformed into a werewolf right before the young girl’s eyes. As his body expanded, his muscles changed growing under his skin, his flesh expanding, large tufts of hair growing over his body, his mouth lengthening into a maw, his eyes coloring yellow and his figure gaunt. The girl merely smiled.

“You don’t impress me,” she said and as he threw out his hand to slash at her Kitty threw a vial of potion at him. Kitty stepped back faster than Fenrir had swiped and had missed the blow. The large wolf however had run into the girl’s potion. He fell back grabbing at his face howling and yelping in pain.

“It’s liquid Wolf’s bane,” she informed the cowering, screaming form of Fenrir Greyback.

“It burns you little …”

“Of course it does oaf, what did you think it was, holy water?” With that she kicked Fenrir between his legs and ran out of the compartment searching for help.

It's officially official. You write awesome heroines. Love it! ♥

♥

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

In case I haven't yet put one up in your Visitor's Messages *secretly loves those things* Here's one:

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It means a lot to me that you all take time out of your busy days to read my silly fics. I do appreciate it and if you all lived in my neighborhood I'd throw you a block party. :yes:


:music: Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods,
where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms,
isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? :music:

Chapter: “Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods, where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms, isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? I need a hero. I’m holding out for a hero ’till the end of the night …”

“Ginny! Ginny!” He ran yelling through the train running past the smoke and the spells. “Ginny!”

A boy fell at his feet stunned, Harry lashed his wand up causing the Death Eaters clothes to blaze in fire.

“Ah! You basilisk!”

Harry kicked him on the shins and with a little help shoved him out of an open train window.

“Is he going to be all right?” the third year who had helped Harry asked about the boy lying on the floor.

“He’s breathing isn’t he?” Harry said breathlessly.

The third year looked at Harry rather puzzled. He had not expected such cold words from Hogwarts’ most infamous hero.

Harry grabbed the boy’s shoulder, there wasn’t much time. “Get him into your compartment and lock yourself in it. Don’t let anyone in who doesn’t know last years common room password or something only the students would know.”

The boy hesitated.

“Do it. Now!” Harry screamed. The boy did as he was told.

Harry kept running down the train.

“You rude young man,” the woman with the food trolley said, “Here have a pasties for your troubles,” and with that she punched the man with a pumpkin pasties. A group of first years threw themselves over the man kicking and punching and hexing him.

They had everything under control so Harry kept running and searching.

“Ginny, Ginny!” He screamed.

He couldn’t stand the idea of her hurt, so Harry ran with all his might deflecting spells, throwing Death Eaters aside pushing past the smoke, the fire, the crying children, the wounded, the pain and the sorrow unfolding around him. The only thought he would spare was for Ginny Weasley’s safety. She was like a sister to him, wasn’t she? Wasn’t that why he wanted her safe? He didn’t know and at the moment he didn’t care. All he cared about was saving her life.

But her rescue would have to wait Harry realized as he ran into the prefects compartment. It was situated in the center of the train. He could already see Ernie’s body outside the door there cold, the Hufflepuff’s wand still in his hand, both of which were broken. Next to him two Death Eaters lay unconscious. Harry looked in the compartment in time to see her as the spell struck.

“I love you, Ronald Weasley,” Hermione whispered as she fell to the floor.

“You little b--” the Death Eater remarked making to kick her unconscious form.

Harry ran in and without thinking threw himself at the dark cloaked figure. He knocked the man down tripping over the five other fallen Death Eaters. Hermione had not gone down without a proper fight.

Elsewhere, Ronald Weasley was pinned against the wall, a cold hand at his throat, a wand pointing at his heart, yet the Weasley boy smiled. So what if he died? At least he’d given the first years a chance to escape.

“I hope your heroics were worth it blood traitor. Because they’re going to cost you your life.”

“Expelliarmus!” Went the first spell. The wand flew out of the man’s hand. As he let Ron fall to the floor another spell hit him, “Stupefy!” and then another, “Incendio!” The man lay on the floor on fire.

“Ginny,” Ron gasped for breath.

“Oh, all right,” she doused the unconscious man with water.

Ron coughed, smiling in spite of the fit. He could not take his eyes off his little sister.

“He was messing with my family, Ron.”

“I didn’t mean turn of the fire … I wanted to say … thanks.”

Ginny smiled and he smiled back at her. Ron picked up his wand and they ran out of the compartment. The Weasleys didn’t need to say it, they knew what they had to do. They had to find Harry.

♥

Next: There will be blood ... :gasp: :faint:

[Connie]

Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods,
where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms,
isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
This song has been in my head all last evening, and all day today. Fits in your story perfectly!:superman:“Get him into your compartment and lock yourself in it. Don’t let anyone in who doesn’t know last years common room password or something only the students would know.”
This is such a good idea. Harry is so good at thinking especially under pressure.“Incendio!” The man lay on the floor on fire.
:gasp: She doesn't pull any punches does she.
Have I told you lately how much I love this story? All of them actually. Your terrific.^_^ Are you still happy with how much your nanoing each day? Hope is all well.:hello:

[HannahLongbottom]

For some reason Snitch Seeker ate my message!

I haven't really got time to type it all again so here's the gist:

Shock Horror! They killed Ernie!

Threatening Glare! Don't kill Neville!

OtteryStCatchpole = fabulousness!

:glomp:

[Maxilocks]

The third year looked at Harry rather puzzled. He had not expected such cold words from Hogwarts’ most infamous hero.
It no sounded cold to meeemeee. =O

Okay, maybe it did. A little. xP
He could already see Ernie’s body outside the door there cold, the Hufflepuff’s wand still in his hand, both of which were broken.
:gasp: THOSE IDIOTS! I can not believe they killed Ernie!
“I love you, Ronald Weasley,” Hermione whispered as she fell to the floor.
:loved:
“He was messing with my family, Ron.”

“I didn’t mean turn of the fire … I wanted to say … thanks.”

I love these two. <3

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

REPLIES:

Connie: Hey Conners, Happy Thanksgiving! *glomps* I haven't forgotten this story though I am running out of posts so ... :worried: :erm: :blink: :D :P

I'm glad you read my stories, but I'm starting to wonder if you don't get them all confused :dizzy: I do ... :lol: :blush: This is the one with the Marxists right? *looks at the title* Okay, no. :lol:

HannahLongbottom: Jools, I need to read your story ... I will look for it soon, November is almost over and Nano will be out of the way so I will have more time to you know, work on my fics and actually read people's fics. :yes: So ... expect me there soon. But don't post too much, then I'll have to play catch up :lol:

SenoritaMaxie: Don't worry Maxie, *gives you a blanket* This story only gets colder ... :erm: Yeah, *starts a fire for you* The Weasleys are love Maxie ... :lol: did I already post Maxie Zeus's appearance? He's on the train too ... Oops ... :shifty:

Ernie's dead? I guess that means Neville's next according to the prophecy ... what? I didn't let you all read the prophecy yet? *pulls it out* Oh, no wait, Ginny then Neville ... :blush: I wasn't supposed to tell you all that was I?

:loved: *starts the story before he gives away anymore spoilers*

“Come with me Luna,” Neville said grabbing the girl by the hands and leading her in the opposite direction Harry had gone.

“We’re are we going Neville? I hardly think this is the time to be giving out declarations of love.”

“What? Me? No.” Neville blushed at the accusation and flustered stopped for a moment to regain his thoughts. “We’ve got to take control of the train. If they stop us we’re done for.”

“Of course.” Luna replied. “What was I thinking.”

“I want to help too,” said Hannah.

“Come with us then,” Luna replied. “Wands out everyone, I don’t think this is going to be just some silly prank.”

Neville didn’t know what to think and at the moment he didn’t really have time to care, so placing a hand over his breast pocket he led the girls up the passages towards the train engine.

♥

As Luna, Hannah and Neville ran down the train they saw the smoke and the fires, the fighting and the screaming and the blood. There were so many bodies thrown about, it was not easy to tell who was simply hurt or dead. More than once they stopped to help but things were not looking good for their side. There were a fair few Death Eaters and while the students still outnumbered them the first years had no magic to speak of and were more of a hindrance than a help. Also, what kind of magical experience did the students have? Except for the members of Dumbledore’s Army most of the others hadn’t really practiced practical defense magic in over a year.

The Slytherins were all hiding or just not interfering in any meaningful way and the Death Eaters seemed to know what they were after targeting certain people. They were methodically searching for certain students and people.

“We’re never going to make it through all these cars, Luna!” Neville exclaimed. “The Death Eaters have taken that other car and they’re not letting anyone through.”

Luna could see Neville was right. A group of three Death Eaters were holding a car at bay even as some Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors were trying to get them out of there. It was a fire fight of spells flying back and forth and there simply was no way to advance further.

“I’m going to help them,” Hannah said seeing some of her classmates.

Neville stopped her before she walked off.

“Hannah,” he blushed. “Please, just … be careful, okay?”

“I will Neville,” she replied. She took a few steps forward then stopped turned and walked back. “Neville, you take care too.” She did an odd thing then, taking his face in her hand she turned him to face her and she kissed him on the other cheek. He blushed.

“You be careful too, Luna,” Hannah said, and ran off.

“How odd,” Luna said, “she didn’t kiss me.”

Neville just blushed even more. They were at an impasse. They could stop and help the others fight the Death Eaters but then was anyone actually trying to get to the train’s engine?

“It’s times like these I wish I had a magic carpet,” Neville said.

“We could just climb out and walk over the top of the cars,” Luna suggested.

Neville turned to look at her as if she were insane and then realized Luna was not joking. He sighed. If Luna could suggest it the least he could do was try it. So, they walked out in between the train cars and took the ladder up to the roof of their car. Their actions however did not go unnoticed.

♥

NEXT: Sebastian Shaw, and you all thought he was just a throw away character and Draco's Daddy ... Oops :shifty: :lol:

[HannahLongbottom]

REPLIES:

HannahLongbottom: Jools, I need to read your story ... I will look for it soon, November is almost over and Nano will be out of the way so I will have more time to you know, work on my fics and actually read people's fics. :yes: So ... expect me there soon. But don't post too much, then I'll have to play catch up :lol:

Happy Thanksgiving!

Which story? Did you finish Bright Lights? Cos Tempestuous has spoilers for Bright Lights, big ones :yes: There's six chapters up, cos I updated yesterday. I keep thinking that my chapters are far too long and that I should put them up in the three parts that I split them into... but then they wouldn't make as much sense... I'm rambling. With Tempestuous there's a theme with the chapter titles that no-one has pointed out yet *wonders if Otts will spot it*


“Come with me Luna,” Neville said grabbing the girl by the hands and leading her in the opposite direction Harry had gone.

“We’re are we going Neville? I hardly think this is the time to be giving out declarations of love.”

*Gives Otts a threaten glare* We've been over the Luna/Neville ship nonsense.



“I want to help too,” said Hannah.

My girl! Hooray! :ghost:


Neville didn’t know what to think and at the moment he didn’t really have time to care, so placing a hand over his breast pocket he led the girls up the passages towards the train engine.

What an odd gesture... hmmm I wonder what that could mean.... hmmm



As Luna, Hannah and Neville ran down the train they saw the smoke and the fires, the fighting and the screaming and the blood. There were so many bodies thrown about, it was not easy to tell who was simply hurt or dead. More than once they stopped to help but things were not looking good for their side. There were a fair few Death Eaters and while the students still outnumbered them the first years had no magic to speak of and were more of a hindrance than a help. Also, what kind of magical experience did the students have? Except for the members of Dumbledore’s Army most of the others hadn’t really practiced practical defense magic in over a year.

The Slytherins were all hiding or just not interfering in any meaningful way and the Death Eaters seemed to know what they were after targeting certain people. They were methodically searching for certain students and people.

“We’re never going to make it through all these cars, Luna!” Neville exclaimed. “The Death Eaters have taken that other car and they’re not letting anyone through.”

Oooh! Tense! What are they going to do?


Luna could see Neville was right. A group of three Death Eaters were holding a car at bay even as some Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors were trying to get them out of there. It was a fire fight of spells flying back and forth and there simply was no way to advance further.

“I’m going to help them,” Hannah said seeing some of her classmates.

Neville stopped her before she walked off.

“Hannah,” he blushed. “Please, just … be careful, okay?”

“I will Neville,” she replied. She took a few steps forward then stopped turned and walked back. “Neville, you take care too.” She did an odd thing then, taking his face in her hand she turned him to face her and she kissed him on the other cheek. He blushed.

That was sweet! :glomp: Otts you are too fab! :glomp:


“You be careful too, Luna,” Hannah said, and ran off.

“How odd,” Luna said, “she didn’t kiss me.”

Neville just blushed even more.

That had me giggling like a loony!


They were at an impasse. They could stop and help the others fight the Death Eaters but then was anyone actually trying to get to the train’s engine?

“It’s times like these I wish I had a magic carpet,” Neville said.

“We could just climb out and walk over the top of the cars,” Luna suggested.

Neville turned to look at her as if she were insane and then realized Luna was not joking. He sighed. If Luna could suggest it the least he could do was try it. So, they walked out in between the train cars and took the ladder up to the roof of their car. Their actions however did not go unnoticed.

Yikes! Who noticed? Are they friend or foe? I think I'll just :hide2: till your next update!

[Connie]

This is the one with the Marxists right? *looks at the title* Okay, no.
I think yes, I remember it well. Otts and Teddy tied me up, offered me a blindfold, and asked for any last requests. AND left me there with the blood, the guts, and the beer. No, wait that's a song. :woot:
You surprise me Connie, *Ottery is a severe Marxist*
Well it's all right now, I learned my lesson well, Wait a minute that's another song.:woot: Actuall I escaped (you knew I would, yes?:yes:And I learned not to evoke the wrath of the, Great and powerful Otts:pfd::woot:I'm on a roll, aren't I? :lol:The Slytherins were all hiding or just not interfering in any meaningful way and the Death Eaters seemed to know what they were after targeting certain people. They were methodically searching for certain students and people.
This is scary, I hope Dumbledore gets there before they find the ones they're looking for. Great post Ottery, and I hope you had a wonderful day. :hello:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Obi-Wan K'Lari: *Ahem* EVERYONE! This here sweet Lari :glomp: Made me my siggy, even though I never asked. She's the sweetest person ever. :yes: She's my sweetness. :glomp: It's been sitting in my Usernotes for a month now, I should check those more often, no? LOL Thank you so much Lari, you're super talented. :yes: And thank you for reading my story. Don't worry about keeping up I'm going real slow now LOL and Nanowrimo will probably make me go slower ... but I finish everything I start ... given a chance.
[/CENTER][/B]

:glomp: No probs luff :) I'm too obsessed not to want to make one :D


This Twilight Moment is brought to you by my love and adoration:

Bella: OMG, you glitter!
Edward: Yeah, it's so unfair. Not only do we have superspeed, superstrength,
and supercoolness, but we glitter and we smell good, too.
Bella *drools*
Edward:I mean, look at my hair! Who can resist this?
You should run. It's not safe to be with me.
Bella: *drools more*

Ottery: Oh Edward!:faint: Kellybear: Oh Brother! :rolleyes:

:rotfl:
Now just bring out Jacob :P *fangirls*

Now paging Obi Wan K'Lari to the first post please. Now paging Obi Wan K'Lari to the first post of this story please.

I had it as my siggy for weeks hoping you'd see it, then I got this even better brilliant idea :lol:

:blush: You're too awesome :blush:



“We’re are we going Neville? I hardly think this is the time to be giving out declarations of love.”

“How odd,” Luna said, “she didn’t kiss me.”

[/SIZE]

♥

NEXT: Sebastian Shaw, and you all thought he was just a throw away character and Draco's Daddy ... Oops :shifty: :lol:

:rotfl: Luna!
:woot: OHMCGEE! I knew it!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Meanwhile in a flat in London, a battle of a different kind went on. No less important a battle nor any less deadly.

“Of course, I’m doing something about it Minister. I can’t expect your men to …”

“You had someone on the train, then?”

“I had a couple of someone’s on the train, against the possibility, yes,” Sebastian Shaw answered cautiously.

“You will disclose to us those operatives, the location of the train--”

“That’s where you’re wrong Minister,” Sebastian Shaw replied standing up. As he did so, however, the aurors flanking the minister had their wands out and pointed at him. “This is how you treat me in my own home? You come here demanding answers, you draw weapons against me in my own house? You really have dragged this ministry down to my level haven’t you minister?”

“There are children on that train. I don’t have time to bandy words,” Scrimgeour threatened, “nor will I.”

“Fancy that. Neither do I minister. I don’t have time to bandy words. I have something to be doing about the vampire problem that your ministry seems to be ignoring and of course, who can forget the Dark Lord? His minions are obviously using this as a cleverly disguised ruse, didn’t you think on that? While you all run around in a mad panic he’s busy doing something else more dangerous.”

“You can let us in on that at the Ministry.”

“I’m afraid not minister. This is still a free country and I plan to keep it that way,” Sebastian replied.

Scrimgeour looked at Sebastian Shaw darkly. He was not accustomed to being spoken back to, and already Harry Potter had taken it upon himself to do just that, and now this upstart. He made to grab Sebastian by his lapels, he was done being nice and found himself stepping back instead as a wand came up under his throat.

“You’ll be walking back slowly I think minister,” an invisible voice said, all anyone could see was a hand and a wand popping seemingly out of thin air.

“Who the devil?”

“You didn’t think I didn’t have guards did you?” Sebastian replied. The other two aurors were giving up their wands as well. As one of them was pinned against a wall by what had a second ago been just a stone gargoyle and the other, Mr. Weasley, lay his wand down on the ground while a young girl in a cloak who had walked seemingly out of the wall pointed her wand at the man’s head.

“You sir, are no gentleman!” Mr. Weasley exclaimed dropping his wand.

“No. I’m not.” Sebastian Shaw replied with no pretense at sarcasm. “What I am is at war and I’m trying to make the world a safer place for our children.”

“You wouldn’t know anything about children,” Scrimgeour exclaimed.

“You wouldn’t know anything about your enemies would you Scrimgeour? What exactly do you know about Tom Riddle? Do you know what games he likes to play, do you have any idea how his mind works? Do you know what he’s plotting over all? Do you know what his ultimate goals are? I don’t think so. You’re just a silly little auror who knows to point and shoot spells. What the people elected in fear. If they’d had sense enough to think they might have thought to hire a strategist and not merely a soldier to save their world.”

“Their world, Shaw?” Mr. Weasley asked, “are you formally bowing out of it?”

“No. I’m still very much a part of it Mr. Weasley, but I’m not one of those fool enough to think that the rule of law should be applied merely with a heavy stick.”

“But it does come in handy doesn’t it, boss?” the girl with the multicolored robe holding Mr. Weasley at bay interjected, smiling. Her robe was a secret special one that could change its colors to match the surroundings so that it blended into anything making the wearer almost invisible.

“You all will be leaving my house before me. And I would not suggest your men or you coming here again minister.”

“Not that the house will be here for you to find,” the girl added. Shaw silenced her with a firm look.

“Those children …”

“It’s regrettable that you let things escalate to this level, minister. My operatives are doing what they can.” He handed the minister a small folded paper. “That’s a map of the train’s route in real-time. It follows the train as it goes. Good luck. If you try to interfere with my men they will respond in kind.”

♥

[Connie]

“Not that the house will be here for you to find,” the girl added. Shaw silenced her with a firm look.
Hmmm:hmm:“It’s regrettable that you let things escalate to this level, minister. My operatives are doing what they can.” He handed the minister a small folded paper. “That’s a map of the train’s route in real-time. It follows the train as it goes. Good luck. If you try to interfere with my men they will respond in kind.”
Maybe now, the kids can get some help. It doesn't seem as though the operatives are doing much, or do they have a different agenda? No answers excpected, just thinking outloud. I'm also wondering if N.M. is there on Voltemort or Sabastian's orders.:shifty: Great post Ottery. It's so good to be reading your posts again. Love your stories. I was wanting to ask something else before I go. I double as Santa's Elves
Are there pictures somrwhere? Sounds cute.:hello:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

If anyone is still out there reading this ... *crackles* I was lost in a sea of despair. I've traveled through the forests of self-doubt, and I've fought the demons of oppression and the holiday blues. I think ... I think I've bested the beasts ... the sun ... I think ... I think, the sun will come up ... tomorrow ... bet your bottom dollar that ... tomorrow ... the sun will shine ... :P

If anyone out there is still reading ... I've put in the chapter links so you can reread the story and skip all the replies ... I will return with ... an update and smores ... for me anyways. I hope you all ... are still here.

Merry holidays if you celebrate them. If you don't ... happy days anyways. I will be here ... *static* ...

loves ... Ottery :paw1: over and out ...

[*/end transmission]

[Connie]

Received transmission/ I just skimmed over the story last night to keep refreshed and nearly wore out the wheel on my mouse. The link will be appreciated if I need to refresh again. I'm still here and always will be. The best of holidays to you and your family. Oh, and your new Avitar is beautiful./ End transmission

[HannahLongbottom]

:glomp: Otts, of course we are still reading. Have a cool yule and come back your brilliant self. xxx

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

I ish lovin the new update and I'm still reading ;)

Happy Holidays to all :glomp: *santa*

[hermionesclone]

I'm really sorry for not commenting for a long time. Here's my comments for all the posts i missed:

Every now and then: First of all, i love that song! Go Seamus for fighting back! That was kind of funny. That little scene with Draco and Narcissa was so cute. Except Narcissa is mean which just kills the effect. And "Drakykins". :lol: That was hilarious. And the part about Draco's favourite treat.

Next one: :lol: I love Voldemort's Death list! The reasons are really funny. Especially Santa's. :lol: Cormac reading a love letter out loud. That must be very funny to run into! Good on Cormac for fighting the Death Eater, even if he forgot about his wand and decided to use his fists. Haha! :lol: Kitty Hawk is so funny! Throwing Wolf's Bane potion at an approaching werewolf and then kicking him between the legs with a smart line is simply classic!

Where have all the good men gone: Firstly, another song i love that you've included. Haha! :lol: Luna is so funny! The way Neville, Luna and Hannah are taking action reminds me of the part in DH when Neville had taken over as the head of DA when the trio had gone. Aw! :loved: Neville and Hannah! Neville and Luna climbing on top of the train to fight the Death Eaters. Wow. Cool plan! Hope it works!

Next one: Uh-oh! Not another battle. Silly Ministry. They really don't have a handle on things very well do they? I love the sound of that colourful cloak!

We'll still be reading. It's silly of you to suggest otherwise. Kidding. :glomp: Happy holidays!
Kita
PS: Both of those songs are in my head!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

*is grinning like an idiot* OMG! This has been the best flippin' Christmas EVER! :lol: I can't say why ... maybe later ... :shifty: but OMG! I love Christmas! :lol:

I'll be back with an update and more giddyness OMG! Thank you all for being here ... :loved:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

T: Enough with the ooey gooeyness lets get this fic finished! *fires the cannons*
O: Yes, I have to admit the whole taking of the train has kind of derailed this story hasn't it? :worried: *ahem* My apologies dear readers I'll kill off a few characters and get this puppy back on track.
T: Sax, violence and gratuitous *Otty clamps Teddy's mouth*
O: The usual stuffs ... :blush: *to Teddy* <_<

:paw1:

♥

The girl was reading a book when they walked in. Likely they thought they’d scare her, that they would be something truly menacing dragging a boy into the compartment by his hair screaming. They were new recruits, they did not know. Nynevah calmly put her book down. The Ravenclaw had seen and faced horrors they could not even begin to imagine.

It was without the slightest bit of drama or giving away anything that she pulled out her wand and stunned them all. The boy stared up at her crying.

“It’s going to be all right,” she said and sat the third year down. Through the open door she could hear screaming. Little did the Death Eaters know it was only the beginning. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down the rage inside of her because if it built up she would lose control and her spell would envelope everyone. Calmly she opened her eyes and cried, “nightmare” and a cloak of darkest night descended over her car.

♥

:kitty: :worried: Okay I'll make it a double post ... to rush it along :blush: *is really behind now*
WARNING: The following post contains graphic content about bugs so ... uhm, if you don't like creepy crawlies or have a phobia of insects you might want to skip it.

“And that’s why they call me Spider,” the bald bespectacled man said for the umpteenth time as two Death Eaters, a man and a woman, screamed in terror grabbing at themselves trying to flick off imaginary bugs. He stepped quietly out of the compartment and ran into an old friend.

“Bellatrix Lestrange, is that you love?” Spider asked smiling evilly. “I haven’t seen you in a very long time. Would you care for a chocolate?” The man made to offer her something from a small metal box and she screamed.

“Oh no you don’t you vicious little basilisk. I know your little trick I can … I can …” Bellatrix stood against the wall trying to get away in a mad panic.

“You can’t fight my legilimens,” he said laughing.

“Get out of my mind you dirty …aaaaaaaaah,” she screamed in terror.

Neville stood there watching as he knelt over Luna. That sick woman had made a point to follow him after what had happened at the Ministry, the crazy witch had meant to destroy all the Longbottoms. Bellatrix Lestrange was pure evil sickness and Neville had no idea how to fight that. Luna had defended him and spurred on by her actions he had fought back against Bellatrix but all in vain as the witch was too powerful.

But who the devil was this stranger?

Bellatrix fell to the floor cringing in terror. Neville looked away. It looked too much like someone writhing in pain, like the Cruciatus curse. Was that how it had been for his parents? Was that what they had done as that wicked woman had put them under that unforgivable and tortured them hour after hour until their minds finally snapped?

“Neville, I’m alright,” Luna said weakly. She started coughing weakly, though the spasms racked her whole body.

The boy helped her to sit up. Bellatrix had ambushed them. The witch had slammed Luna against the wall then she’d cut Neville across the chest and she had slammed Luna against another wall again, never letting up even as the Gryffindor boy tried to rescue his companion. Then when Luna had passed out Bellatrix had turned her full attention on Neville and had tortured him but for the timely intervention of this Spider character.

“We need to get out of here,” Luna remarked.

“Good idea,” Neville nodded and helped her to her feet.

“Going so soon my young companions?” the man named Spider remarked. Neville shuddered as he saw a centipede crawl around the man’s wrist and up his sleeve. “Don’t let me keep you, then.”

“Enough!” Bellatrix cried out squirming on the floor screaming and trying to get real as well as imagined vermin off of her. “Stop it! Stop it I say!” She was sobbing helplessly trying to keep things from crawling into her ears and into her eyes and shivering in terror.

Squatting down next to her, the man said, “I don’t think there can ever be enough hells for the kind of torments you’ve made for others Bellatrix.”

Just then the door slammed open and Narcissa walked into the trains corridor. She carried herself with an air of grace and regality, but that did not mean she was not a pragmatic fighter, she kicked out Neville’s leg from under him, stunned Luna and disarmed Spider Robinson before anyone could say anything. Behind her Draco stood aghast. He was surprised at Mummy’s prowess.

She put her mask back on and ordered her son away, “Draco get out of here, you cant be seen with us.”

Neville’s cheek felt cold as it touched the floorboards of the train. Things were happening outside his line of sight, he could see a pair of boots, ‘those must belong to Draco’ he thought, as he watched them run away.

Bellatrix stopped screaming for a second as she stood up disappearing from Neville’s sight except for her high heeled black boots and the bottom of her scraggly and wretched dress. There were some spells exchanged but Neville couldn’t be bothered to pay them any mind as he was blowing air at a spider that was crawling towards him. Right about now Trevor would have really come in handy but somewhere along the way Neville had lost him or perhaps he had left him back in the compartment.

Just as someone stepped on the spider his world went black.

Look everyone, SS has bugs :xd: :spider: :worm: Get it ... bugs :lol:

:spider::yoshi::gallop::worm::monkey:

[HannahLongbottom]

Otts! you posted! Hooray!!

I love the sound of Nynevah! I'm looking forward to more from her!

And lots of Neville action! With Bellatrix getting a little taste of her own medicine!

This chapter PWNs! (I hope I used that right!)

:glomp: x infinity!

[HannahLongbottom]

Otts! you posted! Hooray!!

I love the sound of Nynevah! I'm looking forward to more from her!

And lots of Neville action! With Bellatrix getting a little taste of her own medicine!

This chapter PWNs! (I hope I used that right!)

:glomp: x infinity!

[Connie]

WOW ~OTTS! That was super fantabulous!I loved it all! Even the creepy things, cause they worked. Now, had it been snakes, I might have had someone read it to me and censor out the snakes. Kidding. I can take it. I hope Neville tells that Draco was there. (If he's able to? I hope he's not dead!) I'll be watching for the next post. URG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why do I always have to get knocked off SS? I can't do any of the cute little smilies, cause I'm afraid I'll get knocked off again. Great post. Catch ya later.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

:lol: Someone was excited yesterday :P

Nynevah sounds amazaling! She's not with Sebastian is she? Sounds like the kind of person he would want on his team :P

Okay, Spider dude has to be with Sebastian.

Poor Luna! Bella's evillllll! But Narcissa...woah!

Neville! :eek:

PAMS!

[Maxilocks]

Nynevah calmly put her book down.
I LOVE the name!

Calmly she opened her eyes and cried, “nightmare” and a cloak of darkest night descended over her car.
Ooooh, dramatic! I want MOARRR'er!

=DD

“Bellatrix Lestrange, is that you love?” Spider asked smiling evilly. “I haven’t seen you in a very long time. Would you care for a chocolate?” The man made to offer her something from a small metal box and she screamed.
Bwaha, this is GOOD. *gets out bowl of popcorn*

She was sobbing helplessly trying to keep things from crawling into her ears and into her eyes and shivering in terror.
I feel sorry for her. What? Hey, I'm human!

*runs off to hides*

She carried herself with an air of grace and regality, but that did not mean she was not a pragmatic fighter, she kicked out Neville’s leg from under him, stunned Luna and disarmed Spider Robinson before anyone could say anything.
WHOA! One, smooth fighter! I am impressed!

He was surprised at Mummy’s prowess.
LOL! That cracked me up. 'Mummy's prowess' ... great!

:lol:

Just as someone stepped on the spider his world went black.
Cliffie? -eyes you-

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Okay, so this isn't an update and it has nothing to do with the story, and actually it's really more geared as an explanation to Obi-Wan K'Lari :swfight: I am the master! *whuuoof* :P

But I guess it'll tie in with the next post and any of my fics you all might have already read that have talking animals in them :lol: but ...

Fairy Furries! (http://arcaninegrowlit.livejournal.com/5861.html#cutid1)

LOL In my defense, I grew up reading about talking animals so it's only natural I always use them in my stories ... especially :kitty: :blush: Good night, y'all. Happy New Year :bubbly: c-y'all soon ... with an update ... promise.

~:paw1:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooh! I read it, by the way :lmao:

Very cool! I see Rapunzel and Cinderella in their :lol: But I think my fairytale knowledge is a bit rough, so that could be wrong :P

The White Cat rocks :D Especially that bit with the 'find the most beautiful lady' thing...I was like :gasp:

But, in relation to this story....yay for White Cats :D

[hermionesclone]

Wow! That first bit was...woah! Nynevah is very good! The way she stunned all of them and made the compartment dark is just...OMG! Spider? Managing to use Legilemency (sp?) on Bellatrix? OMG! Aw! Poor Neville having to see through that! Bellatrix is so mean! Plain evil! I'm so glad he's being out through what she's put other people through. Good on Spider. Woah! Narcissa! I wasn't happy that she done it but you've got to give the woman credit for being able to do things so quickly! I hope Neville and Luna are alright! OMG! Who came in? This is so anticipating! Great post! Loved it! Can't wait for more!
Kita

[mushroomweasley]

OH NO!! I didn't know this was all HBP based :( 'cause I'm only on chapter 3 on the book :D but......I CAN'T HELP IT! I AM SUBSCRIBING!

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Human Nature Book: III :worried: I think ...
The train battle for Hogwarts (continued) ... ad nauseum. I'm working on finishing this and moving the story along to happier climes, :shifty: before dropping the hammer :mwaha:
By Ottery St. Catchpole 'natch ;)

Book III: A new beginning … or old friends meet new ends …

:music: It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by :music:


The boys, Teddy, Ottery and Angel walked in to a new compartment not knowing what to expect, what new horrible sight they might find. They had left behind tears and wounds, screaming, fighting and yelling, a battlefield in a war that had suddenly exploded on all the students at Hogwarts.

And the students were not doing so well. Barely holding their own.

The boys knew that if help didn’t come soon or if they didn’t take control of the situation, it might soon be too late to save the Hogwarts Express and everyone on it.

There had been casualties. With no one in charge everyone fought small skirmishes. A battle on a train was not a situation where any one person could easily take command, and a bunch of magic students did not make an army.

The members of Dumbledore’s Army however, were taking charge leading the younger students along with some prefects and the head boy and girl, as a ragtag guerilla group if not as an army of commandos.

“Miss X!” Ottery exclaimed on spotting the tall leggy brunette with the wand and the winning smile.

“Oh, hey honey, how are things?” she asked politely as she kicked a Death Eater out of an open window, then took her wand and fired a few stunning spells and deflected another at a group of Death Eaters trying to come in from the compartment across from them.

“Oh, you know, just hanging out, trying not to get killed. But what are you doing here?” the dark haired boy asked, hiding behind her from a killing curse.

“Whose the skirt?” Teddy interjected blasting the offending Death Eater.

“Charming friends you have, Otts,” the woman with the long dark hair replied and winked. “Hi Angel, long time no see.” She waved at the grey haired boy.

“Not long enough you vicious, little, banshee, harpy witch!” the boy exclaimed looking away annoyed.

“Still sore about the gold in Angola?” she asked.

“No, I’m miffed about the stolen magical artifacts in Bangkok. Those are rightfully mine,” the grey haired boy replied.

“I stole them fair and square, Angel. If you want I’d give you a fair price on them,” she teased.

“You still have them?”

“Hel no, I sold them ages ago but I’d steal them back for you,” she answered with a smile.

“I think I’m in love,” Teddy interjected. He grinned wickedly at the young woman who was at least ten years older than he.

“I think I’m going to shoot you both,” Ottery sighed. “Miss X-”

“Actually it’s Mrs., Ottery, and it’s Mrs. Jones.”

Teddy grinned even more wickedly at that and laughed, Angel sighed and Ottery blushed.

“It’s nice to meet you then, Miss --”

“Missus,“ she corrected.

“Mrs. Jones,” the dark haired boy blushed. “But why are you here?”

“Sebastian Shaw sent me.”

“Ottery is mine,” Angel replied to that and took the boy by the wrist.

Teddy fired a spell which Angel easily deflected though it had caused him to let go of the dark haired boy.

“Ottery isn’t anyone’s,” Teddy started.

“Thank you Teddy--”

“Except mine. He’s my gopher, goofball, target. Whatever I need, when I need it. Kind of a like a personal secretary that doubles as a decoy so you don't get shot, you know?"

Ottery glared at the boy, “Yeah, thanks Teds. Forgot friend in there somewhere did you?”

“T’Weren’t nothing,’” Teddy replied.

“I know,” Ottery shot back and went on again. “I still don’t know what you and Angel are doing here.”

“I am just going to school,” Angel replied.

“I go wherever you go Otts. How else am I gonna keep you out of trouble?”

“You don’t usually, Teddy. Half my troubles are usually because of you but that’s beside the point. I meant, Mrs. Jones. What are you doing here?”

“I’m your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher,” she smiled, and winked.

Angel’s jaw dropped open.

“Wicked,” Teddy interjected.

“You don’t know the half of it,” Angel added.

“A whatta what?” Ottery exclaimed.

“I was just kidding,” Mrs. Jones replied. “I’m here because Sebastian Shaw sent me to watch out for you, Otts.”

“Wow,” Ottery exclaimed. “Shaw must think I’m important to his plans. I could totally be useful to him in the war against Voldemort.”

“Well, you and Harry Potter. Honestly, Harry more than you but …”

“Wait, Harry? I knew we’d forgotten something,” Ottery replied.:head:

♥

Replies:

HannahLongbottom: Hey Jools ... I'm glad you liked Nynevah, she's one of my readers :shifty: can you guess?

And you used pwns (which is pronounced owns) correctly. ;)

Connie: Glad you liked it Connie. :)

Obi-Wan K'Lari: Nynevah is not with Sebastian Lari :shifty: which isn't to say she doesn't have other allegiances :whistle:

Spider IS with Sebastian, you're tooooooooo perceptive Lari +1000 points! and Level up 1 :xd:

SenoritaMaxie: I secretly envy your ability to write like a zillion fics and they're all good. I know, I've peeked. :cry: Sadly, I can only do the one or two ... but I'm glad you're still reading. Your story PWNS.

I"m kewl with you liking Bellatrix, I do too, even though she's evil :lol: As for the Mummy bit :whistle: I try to inject humor where I can :lol:

And yes, I ♥ cliffies. You know this ... little miss ... what the heck came out to eat Nicola ... :lol: :poke:

Obi-Wan K'Lari: I'm glad you liked my essay Lari. I just wrote it to write it, that's why it's an Lj entry but then I thought ... this is like the perfect answer to Lari's question of why I'm always playing around with talking cats, foxes, and that pesky crow in the station :lol: did you all forget him? :whistle: Well don't ... :lol:

hermionesclone: Hey Kita. :hello: I'm glad everyone liked Nynevah, honestly she was going to be a short cameo but since you all like her ... :whistle: :mwaha: I'm going to expand her role ...

Spider is pretty powerful, Kita, that's why he could take on Bella, but Bella and Narcissa would have been a bit ... daunting, and Narcissa caught him by surprise, but honestly I think he could hold his own against them together but again, they would have worn him down ... maybe? It's too close to call because honestly, Bella and Narcissa fought in the first war so ... they're not exactly lightweights when it comes to the Dark Arts, now are they? Bella's been in prison for years so you know she's had to learn to hold her own ... and Narcissa while she's led a coddled life she's been free to practice her skills even if in secret.

See kiddies? I think these things out I don't just randomly write crazyness :lol: All my crazyness is to a purpose.

mushroomweasley: Welcome aboard Mushroom :lol: I hope you don't mind the nickname, though I'm curious why you chose that username? Did I miss something in one of the books? *is looking for an excuse to go back and reread them :lol:

Honestly, Mushrommweasley you don't have much to worry about ... uhm, while this is supposed to be my version of book 6 ... looking back on the story ... I left canon behind ages ago :lol: so you shouldn't have any spoilers. If I do post any I will let you know at the top of the post, deal?

All: I love you girls and guys for reading my fic. Seriously, do. :blush: :loved: You all are too kewl. I'm sorry this whole train fight has taken so much time ... I promise I'll fix it up soon and I'll lighten things up. Also, as soon as the train fight is over ... another recap so we're all on the same page. :lol: Thank you all for not abandoning ship. I won't abandon this story when I have such loyal readers. I promise it will have a long plot and a proper ending. But first ... I have to get us all off the train, no? [:/]

[Connie]

The members of Dumbledore’s Army however, were taking charge leading the younger students along with some prefects and the head boy and girl, as a ragtag guerilla group if not as an army of commandos.
That special training came in handy. Dumbledore's Army forever! Yea
I love how cute Teddy is when he's innocent of what's going on. Or at least when he makes everyone think he doesn't know what's going on.“Except mine. He’s my gopher, goofball, target. Whatever I need, when I need it. Kind of a like a personal secretary that doubles as a decoy so you don't get shot, you know?"

Ottery glared at the boy, “Yeah, thanks Teds. Forgot friend in there somewhere did you?”

“T’Weren’t nothing,’” Teddy replied.
But, he's still just as lovable being the pill that he is.
Is Ottery and Harry going to end up at Sebastion's? I don't know that that's a good thing. Can't wait to read your next post. :hello:

[Maxilocks]

The boys knew that if help didn’t come soon or if they didn’t take control of the situation, it might soon be too late to save the Hogwarts Express and everyone on it.
Hmmm?

“Oh, hey honey, how are things?” she asked politely as she kicked a Death Eater out of an open window, then took her wand and fired a few stunning spells and deflected another at a group of Death Eaters trying to come in from the compartment across from them.
LOL! This was funny. That's what you call 'calm in critical situations,' I believe. VERY calm. =DD

“Hel no, I sold them ages ago but I’d steal them back for you,” she answered with a smile.
:eyebrows:
“Except mine. He’s my gopher, goofball, target. Whatever I need, when I need it. Kind of a like a personal secretary that doubles as a decoy so you don't get shot, you know?"

Ottery glared at the boy, “Yeah, thanks Teds. Forgot friend in there somewhere did you?”

“T’Weren’t nothing,’” Teddy replied.
LOL! You crack me up, Otts. TOTALLY crack me up.

=DD

SenoritaMaxie: I secretly envy your ability to write like a zillion fics and they're all good. I know, I've peeked. :cry: Sadly, I can only do the one or two ... but I'm glad you're still reading. Your story PWNS.

I"m kewl with you liking Bellatrix, I do too, even though she's evil :lol: As for the Mummy bit :whistle: I try to inject humor where I can :lol:

And yes, I ♥ cliffies. You know this ... little miss ... what the heck came out to eat Nicola ... :lol: :poke:
You flatterer, you! *pounces*

Nicola? Nicola, who? But I do love to make ordinary events seem ... extra-ordinary. Or the someone-ate-someone type.

Just saying. :shifty:

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

The members of Dumbledore’s Army however, were taking charge leading the younger students along with some prefects and the head boy and girl, as a ragtag guerilla group if not as an army of commandos.


Ooooo! Super cool :P


“Whose the skirt?” Teddy interjected blasting the offending Death Eater.

:eyeroll:


“I’m your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher,” she smiled, and winked.


:gasp:

“Well, you and Harry Potter. Honestly, Harry more than you but …”

:lmao:

Obi-Wan K'Lari: Nynevah is not with Sebastian Lari :shifty: which isn't to say she doesn't have other allegiances :whistle:

Spider IS with Sebastian, you're tooooooooo perceptive Lari +1000 points! and Level up 1 :xd:



:mwaha: Hopefully she's on the side of the not-insane-honorable-good-guys :D

:woot: AHAHAHHAHA! Ahem...Yay :D Although...he's a bit sadistic...so not yay? :P


Obi-Wan K'Lari: I'm glad you liked my essay Lari. I just wrote it to write it, that's why it's an Lj entry but then I thought ... this is like the perfect answer to Lari's question of why I'm always playing around with talking cats, foxes, and that pesky crow in the station :lol: did you all forget him? :whistle: Well don't ... :lol:


:lol: Crow? *goes to look*

I loved this entry by the way, especially the description in the beginning of the uh...state of things :D

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Harry clutched Hermione in his arms, “Hermione. Hermione sweetie please wake up. Please!” he pleaded to deaf ears.

A porter entered the compartment. “Is she all right?”

“Expelliarmus!” Harry replied.

The man’s wand flew out of the man’s hands, clattered to the ground and the porter stood holding his hand like a child stunned at being struck for trying to eat one too many cookies.

The man grumbled, “What’d you do that for, Potter?”

“Get back or the next one’s a hex!” the boy threatened.

The disguise fell like a cloak, disappearing in smoke at the man’s feet. “You think you’re a smart one do you, boy?”

“We don’t travel alone,” a woman exclaimed appearing out of nowhere. The anti-apparating spell on the train was obviously no longer working.

Harry fired off a hex which she deflected. The white haired woman laughed using a shield spell to keep her and the other Death Eater from being blasted by Harry‘s attacks.

“You’d best surrender now, boy. We’ve taken the train and you’re not going anywhere,” another Death Eater said from the door at the other end of the compartment. He ducked as Harry flung a fallen trunk at him.

Harry knew he couldn’t keep them all at bay for long but he would try.

“I’m sorry, Hermione,” he said as he fired more spells. “I’m so sorry.”

:yoshi:♥:kitty:

The boy smiled as he entered the luggage compartment. It had not been easy getting there through all the fighting. He’d scurried about when he’d had to, to avoid being seen, and when he’d had to he had blasted a few people along the way.

“And what pray tell are you doing here?” a voice from up above asked. “Isn’t there enough fighting going on out there to keep you amused?”

The boy simply smiled as his gaze fixed on a white cat sitting above the door of the compartment above him an open vent.

“Maxie, the name’s Maxie Zeus.”

“Pleased to meet you, I’m sure,” the cat replied. If he intended to introduce himself he showed no inclination to do so now.

“I’ve always thought people I’m going to spell should know my name,” lied Maxie.

“You’re not very swift kid,” the cat replied, “we’re both on the same side. I’m a Death Eater, too.”

“That’s just it. I’m not a Death Eater, I’m just a lowly student!” the boy remarked and blasted the spot where the cat had sat.

“Well, I guess my allegiance is out,” the cat replied running out of the compartment through the open vent. Maxie watched him fleeing.

He didn’t like talking cats, those pesky things were always trouble. Maxie sighed wondering if the nasty curious little beast had been snooping in his possessions.

He walked over to Draco Malfoy’s trunk, popped it open. Nothing interesting there, ridiculously foppish clothing, a few items of questionable use and ownership including invisible ink, and some Weasleys wizard wheezes products, which surprised him considering how he hated the Weasleys. The lack of books did not surprise him, however.

Next he looked through Blaise Zabini’s bag, and found a few interesting magazines, including Wizard Vogue, the muggle Vanity Fair, and Tiger Beat. Pansy Parkinson’s trunk is where he found a shrunken head that did not take nicely to being ejected from the train through an open window. Eventually, Maxie made his way to his own luggage, cuddling his right hand in his left one after the stinging spell he had received trying to open Teddy D. Bear’s trunks.

Having checked the trunks of all those person’s of interest he stopped to sit to catch his breath. Heaving heavy trunks around was back breaking work, thank Morgaine for house elves, this wasn’t a job fit for people. Which left only his trunk, Maxie was worried about the contents but they were guarded by heavy spells. It was necessary, given the delicate nature of his ‘package’ and the necessary delivery of said items to certain individuals, in the exact state they had been given to him. Maxie’s boss did not take kindly to failure, and Maxie was not fond of the metallic acrid taste of defeat either.

His was a dusty old trunk, made to look like any other so as not to draw attention to itself, old brown leather, beaten and covered with old stickers from around the globe. Maxie blew the dust off of it and the spell wavered revealing it for what it truly was, a fancy black leather trunk with gold chains and locks all of which opened at a wave of his hand. He did not immediately open the trunk but whispered a few incantations for it to release it’s lock and allow him to check the contents.

Meanwhile on the roof of the train, Prince the white cat screamed obscenities into the rushing air and vowed revenge against Maxie as soon as he could get into another compartment.

:yoshi:♥:kitty:

I love how cute Teddy is when he's innocent of what's going on. Or at least when he makes everyone think he doesn't know what's going on.

U_U; Uh, uhm, sorry no, Connie. That's not one of those instances. Teddy does know what's going on ... he really does think like that about Ottery :lol: but that's okay ... he doesn't know he secretly loves his best pal, if he did then he'd really try to kill him, because Teddy doesn't like weaknesses like feelings.

But, he's still just as lovable being the pill that he is.

Teddy is not a pill. He's a teddy bear who for this fic, became a human boy. :yes:

And no Conners, neither Ottery or Harry end up with Sebastian at the end of this train wreck :gasp: Did I just drop a massive spoiler? Or is it just more commentary on the state of this poor fic :lol: :cry:

Hmmm?
Mmhmm. :lol:

LOL! This was funny. That's what you call 'calm in critical situations,' I believe. VERY calm. =DD

Mrs. Jones has been in a lot of trouble, let's just say, :lol: so she's not easily flustered ... :D

You flatterer, you! *pounces*

I only speak the truth Max. :yes: :glomp:

Ooooo! Super cool :P
:yoshi: Thank you Obi :lol:

:eyeroll:
You mean :rolleyes: rolleyes :glomp:

:gasp:
Yeah that was fake :mwaha:

:lmao:
<_< I fail to see the humor, Lari :swfight:

:mwaha: Hopefully she's on the side of the not-insane-honorable-good-guys :D
The not-Teddy-and-Otty list you mean :xd: like Ron, Hermione, and Harry.

:woot: AHAHAHHAHA! Ahem...Yay :D Although...he's a bit sadistic...so not yay? :P

I don't know Lari, whatever it takes to win, no? :whistle: We'll have to see Ottery's reaction to the deaths of ... :gasp: :eek: I was about to spoil ... :run:

:lol: Crow? *goes to look*
The crow watching everything where this wicked evil loooooooooooong chapter begins, you know, when they get to the train station. :poke: You don't remember? Yeah, I can't blame you :rolleyes: this chapter needs to end, soon.

I loved this entry by the way, especially the description in the beginning of the uh...state of things :D
You roxors Lari :glomp: I'm glad you're always here ... :cry: you encourage me. I love my readers.

Look everyone, SS borrowed my siggy idea :lol:

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/kidflash16/RandomFanfictionSigs/Humannat_sig.png

The moral of this story is: Stay out of Teddy's trunks unless you're invited :gasp:

[Connie]

“Get back or the next one’s a hex!” the boy threatened.

The disguise fell like a cloak, disappearing in smoke at the man’s feet. “You think you’re a smart one do you, boy?”
I love how smart Harry is in this story. They should have gotten you to write Harry in the HBP movie. :yes:Harry knew he couldn’t keep them all at bay for long but he would try.
:swfight:I love Harry's determination to survive.He didn’t like talking cats, those pesky things were always trouble. Maxie sighed wondering if the nasty curious little beast had been snooping in his possessions.
And then, he proceeds to snoop in everyone's trunks. :xd:So funny!Look everyone, SS borrowed my siggy idea

At least we don't have evil Santa greeting us anymore.;)
I love your story, and if you read it straight through, the train ride isn't too long. I guess it seems like a long time because of periods of time without any posts. I like the train ride. It's exciting, sad, funny, scary, dark... Everything I need to make me want to read more. Watching for your next post. :hello:

[Prongs.RJGirl]

OMG, Ottery!!!! I almost forgot about all these Fics!!!! I'm sooooooooo sorry, I forgot my password and I used to spend most of my Innternet time on only and only facebook!!!!!!

I hate it when deatheathers arrive unexpectedly out of nowhere and poor helpless Harry acn't even do anything about it.

(Who says he can't do anything about it?? Of course he can!!!) ;)

Loved it as usual!!!!! PAMS!!!!!

XOXO,
Tina.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Aw, Harry and Hermione's cute :)

cuddling his right hand in his left one after the stinging spell he had received trying to open Teddy D. Bear’s trunks.


:lol:

Meanwhile on the roof of the train, Prince the white cat screamed obscenities into the rushing air and vowed revenge against Maxie as soon as he could get into another compartment.


Ahahaha, Prince is pwnage :xd:

You mean :rolleyes: rolleyes


:lmao: Yush :eyebrows: :rolleyes: :glomp:

I fail to see the humor, Lari

:xd: Blatant truths are always fun :P

The not-Teddy-and-Otty list you mean like Ron, Hermione, and Harry.

Teehee! Aw, Otty's not that bad...Teddy I can believe but the Otter? *pets*

I don't know Lari, whatever it takes to win, no? We'll have to see Ottery's reaction to the deaths of ... I was about to spoil ...


:whistle: I'm going to make guesses and see...just to be evil :lol:

The crow watching everything where this wicked evil loooooooooooong chapter begins, you know, when they get to the train station. You don't remember? Yeah, I can't blame you this chapter needs to end, soon.


Oooooh, right :D Couldn't be Mrs Jones could it?

*tackles* Can't wait for more :D

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Not much time for long replies, I'm sorry.

Connie: Harry's always been smart Connie except when it comes to his feelings which make him do stupid things ... and all of Ootp, but we don't need to go there ... I think Hermione went there waaaaaaaay too often in Ootp herself. :P Oh, and the whole Draco thing, yeah, in HBP. Dumb. But by DH he's learned his lesson and doesn't go lookin' for the wrong thing. I'm being purposely vague cuz of HBP & DH spoilers ... I swear I didn't think there were people on earth who hadn't read the books yet.

Prongs.RJGirl: Thanks for being my neighbor in Farmville Tina :glomp: You rock. Now I can expand my ranch again :lol: I needed it. I want a lot of little animals :xd:

Neways, I loved your story and I wish you would keep going on with it, but I understand writer's block so of course I'm loyal to your story. If you post again I'll be there ... ;) and thanks for still reading mine. :blush:

Obi-Wan K'Lari: Harry and Hermione were cute, Lari. Were. :whistle: :shifty:

Yeah, Maxie doesn't know about Teddy yet. ;)

If Prince is here ... you can expect friends ... maybe :shifty:

I love blatant truths Lari, they let me be all :gasp: :eek: I know but why did you say it? :lol: ;) I'm bad. *loves playing the straight man* :whistle: :lol:

I can't say who is going to die but ... there will be blood ... :gasp: Ouch *otty gets a paper cut* See? The carnage begins. :lol:

:yoshi:♥:kitty:

Meanwhile back at the ranch ... :P

“So, this has gone on long enough. I think I’ve forgotten the plot of this story!” Ottery exclaimed.

“Yeah, it’s time to man up,” Teddy exclaimed taking out a cigar. “It’s time to be heroes!”

“Or die trying!” Ottery added.

Teddy looked at the dark haired boy funny, “You die a hero. I’m just gonna be the hero.”

“Okay, so …” Angel started.

“We take the train of course,” Mrs. Jones exclaimed. “I’ll take Teddy and do that. Angel you and Ottery find Harry Potter. He's the one the Death Eaters are after.”

“Wait a minute, I don’t trust your little Angel, here,” Teddy started giving the boy a dirty look and puffing smoke at his face.

"That's funny, because I don't trust you as far as I can throw you. And I can do a pretty mean flight spell." the grey haired boy blew the smoke back at Teddy with his wand.

Teddy took out his wand and was rolling up his sleeves as Ottery stood between them.

"Boys, boys," Ottery exclaimed.

“Baby, we don’t have time. It’s time to save the world. Are you going to sit this out or are you going to blow something up? I need a hero …” Mrs. Jones said, she winked and it was over. Teddy had become her willing puppy.

“Okay let’s split up gang,” Ottery exclaimed and ran with Angel behind him.

“Why do you keep that neanderthal around anyways,” the boy asked.

“Firstly, Teddy’s not a Neanderthal and I’ll thank you not to call him that. Secondly, he’s my best mate. He and I go back a long time … a long, long time.”

“He’s also maniacally violent and has a penchant for destruction.”

“Qualities that come in very handy in my line of work. More than you can possibly imagine. Give him some time, you’ll get to like him. And what the devil are you doing here, seriously?”

Angel grinned wickedly. He wouldn't say. Instead he pointed his wand ahead. “Friends of yours?”

“Ginny, Ron!” Ottery exclaimed running at them.

“Oh Ottery, you’re all right,” Ginny yelled running into the boy’s arms.

“Yeah, cupcake I’m super. I’ve managed not to get myself killed.”

“That’s a first,” Ron said, and Ottery turned and tackled the red haired boy to the ground.

“Oh my god Ron if anything had happened to you …” he cried.

“Otts, its okay I’m fine … so long as you get off and don’t squeeze so hard or you’ll crack a rib.”

“I see they're more than friends,” Angel said a little annoyed. “Aren’t we supposed to be saving Harry Potter and the world or something?”

The train lurched suddenly.

“That can’t be good,” Ottery remarked. There was another explosion and the train lurched again.

“We’re running out of time, Otters,” Angel said picking the boy up by his collar.

The four of them ran off down the train screaming after Harry.

Elsewhere.

“I’ll blow this whole bloody train up if I have to. Now get out of the lady’s way or I’ll blow you out of the way,” Teddy threatened.

“You wouldn’t dare,” the Death Eater remarked.

“You shouldn’t have said that,” Mrs. Jones said as she cast a shield charm.

“Inflamo!” Teddy exclaimed causing a gigantic explosions where the woman had been standing blowing her out of the compartment.

“I think I’m falling for you, Teddy,” Mrs. Jones told the brown haired boy.

“Wanna ditch the hero business and get some butterbeers,” the boy asked her cheekily.

“Nope. Sorry love, my boss wouldn’t take kindly to it.”

“Suit yourself.”

:yoshi:♥:kitty:

Author's Note: I'd like to make myself believe that planet earth turns slowly ... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rO3gg2cVfxg&feature=related) :P

[Connie]

~Otts, I absolutly loved this post! Everything about it was, well, wonderful. Sometimes I get so excited about how good and fresh, and how much I want to read much, much more, I'm sorry, but I just can't say anything else.“Qualities that come more in very handy in my line of work more than you can possibly imagine. :huh: You're saying Teddy's qualities come in handy right?Angel grinned wickedly. He wouldn't say.He always has another agenda. One of these times we'll find out? Of coarse, don't answer this, I like trying to put things together. Great post ~OTTS.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

Okay, seriously: :rotfl: PWNAGE POST! A*** OtterMan :D

Harry and Hermione were cute, Lari. Were.

:bugeyes: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. If I think you're going to do what you're going to do? Although, it could just mean R/Hr....which is good :) I like R/Hr :eyebrows:

If Prince is here ... you can expect friends ... maybe
Really? Is G here too? *has convieniently forgotten how to spell his name*

I'm bad. *loves playing the straight man*

:rotfl: Thus...OtterMan...hero...or thieving villain? DUM DUM DUM!

I can't say who is going to die but ... there will be blood ... Ouch *otty gets a paper cut* See? The carnage begins.

:lol: I say Draco...'cause I feel like it :P or Spider...YES...him.

“Firstly, Teddy’s not a Neanderthal and I’ll thank you not to call him that. Secondly, he’s my best mate. He and I go back a long time … a long, long time.”


Aw!

“He’s also maniacally violent and has a penchant for destruction.”

:lmao:

Btw, that song is really catchy :P I've only heard it a few times but I like it :D

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Chapter: Video killed the radio star …

:music: And now we meet in an abandoned studio.
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago.
And you remember the jingles used to go.

Oh-a oh

You were the first one.
Oh-a oh

You were the last one. :music:


“That isn’t very nice Spider,” the woman exclaimed. “Crucio!”

The man fell to the ground his bald head slamming into the hard wood floor with a loud thunk almost as if he had been thrown against the floor his eyes wide open but his mouth clamped tightly shut as Bellatrix got up and kicked him in the face. “You basilisk! How dare you?!” Taking her wand she cast the same spell on the prone figure. He flopped like a fish out of water, again refusing to let out cries of agony though the pain was present in his eyes and tortured face.

Neville knew it would only be a matter of seconds before they noticed him and Luna. His wand in his hand, the Gryffindor grabbed the girl and helping her up Neville kissed her on the lips. Full, fast and far too quickly for his liking. “I’m getting you out of here Luna,” he said, “ now run!”

As Luna stood there still in that instant of awe all shock and sweet surprise Neville pushed her in front of him and out of the compartment barely turning around in time to cast a shield spell.

“Stupid hero!” Narcissa exclaimed.

“I’m no hero,” the boy replied gritting his teeth. The young Gryffindor was tired and the shield spell was zapping the last reserves of his strength, but he had to buy Luna time to escape. He pulled a small plant out of his pocket, a tiny thing in a little plastic pot. Neville had reached for it as a last thought before he rushed out of the compartment unaware that he would need it or use it. The young Gryffindor had meant to show it to Professor Sprout but … well, that was before the school train had been hijacked and the Death Eaters had openly declared war on the wizarding world. Neville cast a water spell and threw it on the ground. It exploded in a growth of vines flinging out growing at an exponential rate covering most of the compartment in seconds.

“Let’s hasten out of here sister, we’ve done what we came to do,” Narcissa said.

“But I’m not done with this oaf,” Bellatrix screamed still spelling Spider Robinson. “Or that one,” she said firing at Neville who was barely able to keep her spell at bay.

“That plant is going to take up this compartment in seconds and then it’s going to suck all the air out … we’re not going to be able to breathe, Bella,” Narcissa warned. Her sister looked at her even as she watched her captor writhing on the ground. Disbelief battled desire and truth. "I know this plant Bellatrix there's no killing it once it starts, it's worse than Devil's Snare."

“Fine. Avada Kadavra!” Bellatrix screamed at Neville firing the shot. The boy fell to the ground. The plant withering next to him where it had been blasted. Still, the rest of it continued to grow.

From the other side of the compartment Luna screamed banging at the door unable to get in. Spider, for his part, had taken advantage of the brief distraction and disapparated lest his hostess want to indulge him in more of her hospitality.

"He escaped the blasted fool!" Bellatrix screamed. She turned to spell Luna but a large portion of the vine, the size of a small tree trunk grew quickly over the window in the door covering her.

Narcissa looked at her sister. Her expression said everything. It was time to go. The Malfoy woman put her mask over her face and then disapparated. The plant tore through the compartment all around the cabin still growing out of control leaving no room to stand in much less to breathe. With one last look at the fallen boy she had killed, Bellatrix left. No joyful sneer, but a heart heavy with vengeance if she could get her hands on Spider Robinson.

♥

Thank you Lari and Connie, you girls pwn the universe. :yes: I'm going to do some fanart for both of you just cuz you're so faithful to my fics. I'm seriously touched ... :cry: I'll post a link laterz. For now ... no time for replies, I'm off to bed. But thank you for always reading and posting. :glomp:

[Connie]

~Otts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:no: Neville just tripped, or he fainted, or, or just didn't have anymore strength to go on at the moment, or fell over his own feet, or something else happened. Neville? Dead? :cry: Please say it ain't so!?!?!? Tremendous post Otts, you must post the next possible moment you get.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

He pulled a small plant out of his pocket, a tiny thing in a little plastic pot. Neville had reached for it as a last thought before he rushed out of the compartment unaware that he would need it or use it. The young Gryffindor had meant to show it to Professor Sprout but … well, that was before the school train had been hijacked and the Death Eaters had openly declared war on the wizarding world.

So Neville :P

With one last look at the fallen boy she had killed, Bellatrix left.

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH NEVILLE! Noooo :faint: Please tell me he just fainted at just the right moment....yeah...you didn't say it hit him...:eyebrows: *has gotten good at telling when deaths are fake in anime*

Major shock post :P I love it...I just hope he didn't die :(

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

Three against one is not fair odds, but Harry stood his ground, holding onto Hermione huddled in a heap in a corner of the train compartment. It was then that a thunderbolt tore through the compartment blasting a hole in the ceiling. In the ensuing chaos, Harry dropped his wand, but the boy would not let go of Hermione to get it.

“It would appear that this little battle is over chosen one,” the woman with white hair proclaimed.

“Villainy,” her companion, who was staring out of the new skylight tapped her on the shoulder.

“Not now Exeter, can’t you see, this is my moment of triumph and no one is going to ruin this for me. Bellatrix can move over, I am going to be the Dark Lord’s …”

“Villainy!” the other man screamed. Behind them the compartment door blasted open.

“It’s more over than you think Villainy!” Ottery exclaimed coughing and brushing the dust from his face. "Gah, they never show this in the movies ..." the boy coughed, "some heroic entrance."

“Inflamo!” Ginny exclaimed exploding the other side of the train compartment.

“Ginny what the …?!” Ottery exclaimed.

“She must have learned it from the Neanderthal,” Angel remarked stepping next to Ottery.

“Avada Kedavra!” a forbidden spell went whizzing past Ottery. It sent a chill down his spine, as he’d missed that particular green tinged curse too often barely by the skin of his teeth. But, what was more jarring still was that the curse had come from behind him not the Death Eaters in front of him and the curse had not been aimed at him.

Next to him Angel acted quickly, the grey haired boy threw himself at the female Death Eater, Villainy, pushing her down and kicked the other man, Exeter, off his feet a split instant before the spell flew between them.

Ottery turned around in time to see Ron pushing him out of the way. The red haired boy ran towards Harry who was holding Hermione in his arms.

“Is she all right, Harry?!” the boy screamed in pained agony.

Harry couldn’t face Ron, he turned away as Ron took the bushy haired girl from his arms. The girl who’d fought with him on so many occasions who constantly put him in his place, who secretly made Ron try harder at everything, who made him … well, she made him happier, the boy suddenly realized. She lay in his arms like a lifeless doll.

“Hermione,” the boy whispered standing up, “please Hermione, you can’t … you can’t leave me, baby. You can’t … I … I love you.”

Ron was not crying but his face was contorted in the most horrible mask of pain Ottery had ever seen. An unbidden anger came at him from inside, that anyone could hurt an innocent like Hermione, that anyone could hurt his Ronald Weasley, who was dearer to Ottery than just a mate, however unrequited that love, and he found himself crying and screaming.

“Oh f-,” Angel exclaimed as he saw the dark haired boy running out of the compartment.

Over the course of a lifetime there are many things a person can acquire: wealth, friends, enemies, knowledge, with the exception of wealth Ottery had an overabundance of the others and of particular interest in this instant was his knowledge.

“The best defense against the dark arts” Ottery’s first teacher had said that first day of class in Hogwarts back in 1915, “is to know the dark arts you’re fighting. You cannot best your enemy unless you know him.”

That had led Ottery on a constant quest to know the dark arts, not to practice them so much as to know how they worked … Teddy had helped him there with the rudimentary mechanics and how the spells worked but until that day he had not made use of them. Still, when one is pushed over the edge …

“Crucio!” Ottery exclaimed putting a man to his knees. As a woman walked into the compartment he gazed into her eyes and hexed her, “Imperio!”

“Go! Stop them! I don’t care how, I don’t care what happens to you and neither do you, just do it!” the dark haired boy commanded her and the Death Eater walked out ready to betray her comrades with no care for her own safety, an automaton of death.

Elsewhere on the train …

Teddy stopped and turned to look at Mrs. Jones. “Oh crap!”

“What? Are you hit?”

“No, it’s Ottery … we need to stop this train right flippin’ now!”

Teddy blasted open a window. “Hold me,” he asked.

“I don’t think this is the right time …”

“My legs, toots. Hold my legs while I hang out the window. I'm gonna stop this train the hard way!” Teddy exclaimed.

While Mrs. Jones held his legs Teddy dangled out of the train window pointed his wand at the train tracks ahead of them and fired a spell.

Teddy’s spell had been aimed at the tracks ahead of the train and they expanded busting the tracks breaking them apart as the train ran for them the first car jumped the tracks and crashed into a forest. It was followed by car after car jackknifing and slamming one into the other. Flocks of birds took to the skies as trees tumbled, windows shattered, wood splintered, the world exploded in chaos as compartments flipped over, students flew out of windows, people died and in what seemed like an agonizing eternity the Hogwarts Express came to its final stop.

:yoshi::pirate2::glomp::head::ron:♥<_<:loved: :mwaha::wizard::kitty:

Neville just tripped, or he fainted, or, or just didn't have anymore strength to go on at the moment, or fell over his own feet, or something else happened. Neville? Dead?

:cry: :yes:

Please say it ain't so!?!?!? Tremendous post Otts, you must post the next possible moment you get.

I must say that your emotional response has left me quite speechless ...

So Neville :P
:cry: :run:

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH NEVILLE! Noooo :faint: Please tell me he just fainted at just the right moment....yeah...you didn't say it hit him... *has gotten good at telling when deaths are fake in anime*

:shifty: Perceptive Lari but ... this isn't anime. :gasp: Besides, if I already whacked Ernie, Hermione, Colin and Cormac* ... *Teddy interrupts* Oh yeah, they don't know about uhm ... :blush: Why wouldn't I whack Neville? *I've hidden that for spoilers sake.

Major shock post :P I love it...I just hope he didn't die :(
Thank you Lari.

I guess this is the part where I should confess something to you two. Being that you're my only two readers :xd: and my loyalest. Uhm, this is likely my last fic on SS ever. :blush: I always planned it that way, I had wanted to make it more epic *ahem* I mean EPIC! than Love's Whimsical Melancholy but ... alas ... I think I've derailed that as you really can't be epic with Ottery around ... :blink: I know ... weird. Neways, do you read mangas Lari? Just curious. Connie uhm, uh, dunno what to add except ... from the beginning of this fic it was supposed to, or rather is going to be my last SS Fic. I plan to focus on my own writing from now on and on my art and ... well, don't be surprised if I make this fic run for the next two or ten years :cry: I love SS a lot but I need to shift the focus of my writing from fun fiction to fiction that's mine that I can send to a publisher ... someday. *shrugs*

Neways, lets keep that our little secret shall we girls? I always intended for Marxist and the X-mas story to end shortly and well before Human Nature. They're not epic fics like this one ... so ... but yeah, I'm pouring all my heart and soul into this tale, which is why it's taking so long because it's my farewell song ...

*plays you all Dream a little dream of me*

BBL

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[HannahLongbottom]

As I said in my message, it's party time. I'm still flopped on the sofa, although I have started to write and move. I'm still not speaking though ;)

I still don't get pwns, but maybe that's cos I'm ooooooooooold (or I feel it) and English ;)

Nynevah - who is she then eh?


“I’m no hero,” the boy replied gritting his teeth. The young Gryffindor was tired and the shield spell was zapping the last reserves of his strength, but he had to buy Luna time to escape. He pulled a small plant out of his pocket, a tiny thing in a little plastic pot. Neville had reached for it as a last thought before he rushed out of the compartment unaware that he would need it or use it. The young Gryffindor had meant to show it to Professor Sprout but … well, that was before the school train had been hijacked and the Death Eaters had openly declared war on the wizarding world. Neville cast a water spell and threw it on the ground. It exploded in a growth of vines flinging out growing at an exponential rate covering most of the compartment in seconds.

That's my Neville!

Neville knew it would only be a matter of seconds before they noticed him and Luna. His wand in his hand, the Gryffindor grabbed the girl and helping her up Neville kissed her on the lips. Full, fast and far too quickly for his liking. “I’m getting you out of here Luna,” he said, “ now run!”

Hannah = How could you Neville?????
Jools = How could you Otts?????

As Luna stood there still in that instant of awe all shock and sweet surprise Neville pushed her in front of him and out of the compartment barely turning around in time to cast a shield spell.

Fine. Avada Kadavra!” Bellatrix screamed at Neville firing the shot. The boy fell to the ground. The plant withering next to him where it had been blasted. Still, the rest of it continued to grow.

but... but... but... He's got a job to do! (apart from marry me... I mean Hannah!)

Your last fan fic? I have to admit it does have an extra sense of epic scale to it!
:glomp: I shall keep an eye out for your style in a bookshop... armed with my credit card... I'm not to be trusted you know! ;)

[Connie]

“Crucio!” Ottery exclaimed putting a man to his knees. As a woman walked into the compartment he gazed into her eyes and hexed her, “Imperio!”

“Go! Stop them! I don’t care how, I don’t care what happens to you and neither do you, just do it!” the dark haired boy commanded her and the Death Eater walked out ready to betray her comrades with no care for her own safety, an automaton of death.
This was amazinlgly brilliant! What a super idea!“It’s more over than you think Villainy!” Ottery exclaimed coughing and brushing the dust from his face. "Gah, they never show this in the movies ..." the boy coughed, "some heroic entrance."
I loved this and laughed so hard.I must say that your emotional response has left me quite speechless ...
But don't worry. I know it's just a story, but you know, he was just so loveble.I plan to focus on my own writing from now on and on my art and ... well, don't be surprised if I make this fic run for the next two or ten years I love SS a lot but I need to shift the focus of my writing from fun fiction to fiction that's mine that I can send to a publisher ... someday. *shrugs*
~Otts, thats great that you're going to focus on your own work to be published. I'm thrilled for you. You'll let us know when your first book comes out, please? I'm just beside myself happy for you! well, don't be surprised if I make this fic run for the next two or ten years This, I'm also happy about. ~Otts, you're very talented and I know that you'll succeed because you're so passionate with you're writing. This post was another great one, and I loved it all. Please post when you can.

[Obi-Wan K'Lari]

“It’s more over than you think Villainy!” Ottery exclaimed coughing and brushing the dust from his face. "Gah, they never show this in the movies ..." the boy coughed, "some heroic entrance."

:lmao:


Ottery turned around in time to see Ron pushing him out of the way. The red haired boy ran towards Harry who was holding Hermione in his arms.

:eek: not sure what to think about that o_O He must have REALLY meant it if it worked so well as to come out the right colour and everything...


Ron was not crying but his face was contorted in the most horrible mask of pain Ottery had ever seen. An unbidden anger came at him from inside, that anyone could hurt an innocent like Hermione, that anyone could hurt his Ronald Weasley, who was dearer to Ottery than just a mate, however unrequited that love, and he found himself crying and screaming.

Gosh, this was so touching I got chills :yes:


“Crucio!” Ottery exclaimed putting a man to his knees. As a woman walked into the compartment he gazed into her eyes and hexed her, “Imperio!”

same reaction as to Ron's...though less shocking as it wasn't a Killing Curse...


people died and in what seemed like an agonizing eternity the Hogwarts Express came to its final stop.

Oh, you're so evil...lol

Perceptive Lari but ... this isn't anime. Besides, if I already whacked Ernie, Hermione, Colin and Cormac* ... *Teddy interrupts* Oh yeah, they don't know about uhm ... Why wouldn't I whack Neville? *I've hidden that for spoilers sake.


*half cries* :( =(

Uhm, this is likely my last fic on SS ever.

:cry:

Neways, do you read mangas Lari?

Oui-I mean yes I do :lol: As much as possible anyway :yes: How bout you?

I plan to focus on my own writing from now on and on my art and ... well, don't be surprised if I make this fic run for the next two or ten years I love SS a lot but I need to shift the focus of my writing from fun fiction to fiction that's mine that I can send to a publisher ... someday. *shrugs*

This is good news. At least. Lol. And of course, the hopeful-publishable-book is AWESOMESQUE news! Remember to poke me when it comes out. Note: when

And knowing that...I'll make more of an effort to follow your LJ :lol:

[OtterySt.Catchpole]

♥

As anyone who knows can attest, trying to hold onto someone’s legs during a train derailment is next most difficult in achieving as the act of attaining divinity by eating chocolate.

All of this escaped Ottery who was simply hexing anyone unfortunate enough to be wearing a silver skull mask. As tears flowed down his cheeks he fired a hex, his mind lost in an earlier time …

“You’re going about it wrong, don’t you see? The only way to win is to adopt their methods. When you’re dealing with villains these are characters who have no character. They’ve got no moral compass like you or I do. They don’t have rules. They don’t play fair, you’ve got to adopt their methods. Like republicans. They kill and we … we just … we just stun them? They go to prisons were they ultimately escape or are freed and we … well, heroes die. That’s why there’s more of them and not enough of us. Heroes weren’t meant to die, villains were.”

Ottery watched as his friend laid out his plans. Tears streamed down his eyes as he stood over the body of his friend Matthius Xorn. This was hardly the moment, the Hellfire Club had killed Matthius Xorn in cold blood, in front of them, they had barely escaped with their lives and all his friend could think to do was decry the upper hand of villainy.

“You’re insane,” the dark haired boy replied, as the rain started falling down.

“Am I? I’m the one whose mad because I don’t want to go on seeing my friends die? I’m the one whose crazy because I want an end to evil? I’m the one who is … you’re a fool Ottery. You and your old chivalric code, as antiquated as Godric Gryffindor and his age.” The cloaked figure turned away from the dark haired boy. “My path is clear Ottery, and you’ve easily chosen your own.”

“I won’t kill to win,” Ottery replied.

“Then I suppose we never see one another.”

“Felicity, wait!” the boy exclaimed but too late, the dark cloaked figure had disappeared. Matthius lay on the ground dead and Felicity had become a vigilante and in an instant Ottery had lost two of his dearest friends.

“Ottery! Ottery!” a voice called from the present … he was standing over a man with a broken nose, busted teeth and a bloody face. Seamus and Dean were holding him back as the Death Eater spluttered blood and teeth.

“It’s all right mate,” Dean said.

“Ottery,” Seamus asked looking at the dark haired boy.

“Oh God,” Ottery exclaimed. He suddenly couldn’t stand, he grabbed onto Seamus and buried his face in his chest. “Hermione … Hermione’s dead.”

With the train stopping and Ottery dispatching Death Eaters left and right, and one of their own turning against them the Death Eaters facing defeat began to flee. As they disappeared airships carrying aurors began to apparate in the air above them. What visited the eyes of the ministry soldiers was carnage. The train had derailed slamming cars left and right into the forest or jack knifing them into one another, everywhere were cries for help and children screaming or crying. The Hogwarts Express had missed it’s first arrival at school since it had begun to run in the 1800’s. It lay now amidst rubble, torn forests, bloody passengers, a wrecked and broken steel hulk.

“There’s no word for what this is,” Shacklebolt remarked softly as he paused before ordering his men to assist and sending one back to St. Mungo’s to prepare them for the influx of casualties.

♥

AN: Sorry I've been MIA. Unfortunately bad things have happened that I don't want to go into detail here, suffice to say, my appearances in future will be ... sporadic and as time allows. Hopefully y'all will come back ... if you don't thanks for reading when you do, and if I stop reading y'all's fics, it's for lack of time not love. ♥ But I won't blame ya if you flame me :lol: :glomp: I love my readers.

As for the manga I read Lari, uhm, X-men Misfits from Del Rey, so cute! You should check it out. I read anything Clamp almost ... haven't read Tokyo Babylon and I never finished Tsubasa Chronicle, honestly, CCS is their best ever. :blush:

Connie your comments are too sweet, but while I haven't gotten a lot of writing or arting done lately *sighs* I haven't given up ... *fires the cannons* Thanx for the kind words.

Jools, all is not as it seems my friend, it's worse ... :lol: despair not ... I haven't begun to be evil to these characters.

[Connie]

As anyone who knows can attest, trying to hold onto someone’s legs during a train derailment is next most difficult in achieving as the act of attaining divinity by eating chocolate.
I loved this opening line, which led me to believe this post was going to be nothing less than brilliant, and I was right. I wanted to start highlighting and commenting the most bestest of the best, but, all of it is so tremendous. Ottery's anguish was so real, I very nearly had to stop so I wouldn't break down bawling. My question is, since Teddy is the one who derailed the train, Ottery calling out, Felicity, was that Ottery's train of thought of his memories in his friendship with Teddy, his happiness and bliss, making it an endearment, and pleading for that not to leave him? I hope you understand what I'm asking. It's so sad to that it makes it hard to express my thoughts. AN: Sorry I've been MIA. Unfortunately bad things have happened that I don't want to go into detail here, suffice to say, my appearances in future will be ... sporadic and as time allows. Hopefully y'all will come back ... if you don't thanks for reading when you do, and if I stop reading y'all's fics, it's for lack of time not love. ♥ But I won't blame ya if you flame me I love my readers.
Oh ~Otts, this causes me much sadness. Drop in anytime, and I hope what ever bad things are that has happened gets sorted out quickly. Much love to you, and don't worry, I'll be here waiting for more story whenever you can manage the time. And don't worry about anyone flaming you, cause everybody loves Ottery. :glomp:

[HannahLongbottom]

:glomp:

Otts, I'm sorry things have been so difficult for you. We'll be here when ever you can get here. You're a great writer and a fab person. Whatever it is, I hope that you can find a resolution that is as peaceful and painless as possible. From personal experience I know that it's not always easy to find such a resolution but I also know that the when you come out the other side you find that the sun is still shining, however unbelievable that may be right now.

Take care my lovely and don't forget: Everyone Loves Ottery :glomp: