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First to Fall
Title : First to Fall
Chapter 1 - Lies of Ending a Search
Author : QueenNarca
Rating: R
Pairings : Harry/Snape ∨ Rabastan. Others/Various.
Warnings : AU. Dark themes. Insanity.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP in any form.
Summary: A plot amongst plots to win a war in a ravaged world.
"The world is a stupid place to be when I can not even get someone to realize that I am trapped in an everlasting nightmare that scares the shit out of me."
Authors Note: I'm sane. This was written to the various waves of nature that I hear outside and the winds have been blowing pretty hard lately. This is a prologue at best and has been posted on ff.net until the run me off.
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It was odd for them to be searching for the Harry Potter in the slums of New York. After graduating Hogwarts, Harry had disappeared off into the muggle world. Voldemort’s power had grown considerably the three years the boy had been gone. Dumbledore and the Order were searching relentlessly for the boy and had finally been giving a tip off that the boy had traveled to the states. The Order had sent a handful of their best to retrieve Harry just in case of a struggle.
Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Nymphodora Tonks, Minerva McGonnagal, and Dumbledore were now standing outside of a run down apartment building looking on in disdain.
“Most certainly Harry hasn’t resorted to something such as this.” Minerva said. A couple that passed them on their way into the building gave them strange looks before continuing on their way.
“I guess there is only one way to find out.” Dumbledore said as he made his way inside. Snape rolled his eyes heavenwards before sighing and following the others. Snape had had to control himself around his colleagues now. He spent so much time with them looking for the damn Potter boy that the headmaster had told him to leave or get along with Remus and Tonks. He walked in to see Dumbledore already talking to one of the pathetic muggles.
The building was just as run down on the inside as it looked outside. It was clean, just falling apart. The people were loud and rude, and they could here music being blasted from several apartments. Snape hated it. He could see Remus wincing from the noise and smells of the place. Minerva had here nose turned up in disgust, and Tonks looked as if she would fit in with the strange looking people who were now heading up the stairs.
“Were looking for a Harry Potter. Could you tell us what apartment he is in?” Dumbledore asked the man behind the desk. The man raised an eyebrow at him before answering.
“Fifth floor. Room 506. He’ll be there if he’s in.” The man said before ignoring them once again. Dumbledore turned to the others.
“Let us go.” He said before he started up the steps. The elevator in the building didn’t work. They headed upstairs. When they opened the door to the fifth floor they were immediately assaulted with blaring rock music and the sounds of two people screaming in rage.
Dumbledore walked up to room 506 and knocked. The others didn’t say anything. They had been combing the world for this boy and to find him in a place like this that had been so easily overlooked was astounding.
The two arguing voices seemed to be coming from Potter’s apartment and the door was ignored even after ringing the door bell. Severus sighed before nudging the Headmaster out of the way.
“Alohomora.” Snape said and the door shot open. The five found themselves witness to the fight taking place inside as the music blared from the speakers in another room.
“You fucking bastard! Get the Hell out!” The black haired man who had his back turned to them shouted. He was dressed only in tight black jeans and his hair was pulled back a strap of leather carelessly.
“Damnit if you would just listen to me.” The other man said calmly and was about to continue but was cut off. The man was a rather nice looking bluenette. Even if his hair was in fact a dark blue hue.
“I don’t give a shit what you have to say. Now get the fuck out. Now.” The other man sighed before grabbing up a duffle and walking out of the room.
“FUCK!” The black haired man said as he picked up one of the empty beer bottles off the table and threw it against the wall were it shattered.
They calmly stepped out of the other mans way as he exited the room in a huff. The man didn't even spare them a glance.
“Harry?” Dumbledore asked cautiously. He had picked up the slight British accent when the person he assumed was Harry was screaming.
“What do you want now?” Harry asked as turned towards them. He just stopped and stared at them for a few minutes before sighing and dropping down into the recliner.
“Come in.” Harry said after breathing deeply a few times. The five piled into the living room. To Harry they reacted rather calmly and looked weary.
“I suppose you’re here to get me to come back.” Harry stated.
“No. We are here to take you back using any means possible. You don’t have a choice anymore.”
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Chapter 1 - Lies of Ending a Search
Author : QueenNarca
Rating: R
Pairings : Harry/Snape ∨ Rabastan. Others/Various.
Warnings : AU. Dark themes. Insanity.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP in any form.
Summary: A plot amongst plots to win a war in a ravaged world.
"The world is a stupid place to be when I can not even get someone to realize that I am trapped in an everlasting nightmare that scares the shit out of me."
Authors Note: I'm sane. This was written to the various waves of nature that I hear outside and the winds have been blowing pretty hard lately. This is a prologue at best and has been posted on ff.net until the run me off.
_______________________________________________________________________________
It was odd for them to be searching for the Harry Potter in the slums of New York. After graduating Hogwarts, Harry had disappeared off into the muggle world. Voldemort’s power had grown considerably the three years the boy had been gone. Dumbledore and the Order were searching relentlessly for the boy and had finally been giving a tip off that the boy had traveled to the states. The Order had sent a handful of their best to retrieve Harry just in case of a struggle.
Severus Snape, Remus Lupin, Nymphodora Tonks, Minerva McGonnagal, and Dumbledore were now standing outside of a run down apartment building looking on in disdain.
“Most certainly Harry hasn’t resorted to something such as this.” Minerva said. A couple that passed them on their way into the building gave them strange looks before continuing on their way.
“I guess there is only one way to find out.” Dumbledore said as he made his way inside. Snape rolled his eyes heavenwards before sighing and following the others. Snape had had to control himself around his colleagues now. He spent so much time with them looking for the damn Potter boy that the headmaster had told him to leave or get along with Remus and Tonks. He walked in to see Dumbledore already talking to one of the pathetic muggles.
The building was just as run down on the inside as it looked outside. It was clean, just falling apart. The people were loud and rude, and they could here music being blasted from several apartments. Snape hated it. He could see Remus wincing from the noise and smells of the place. Minerva had here nose turned up in disgust, and Tonks looked as if she would fit in with the strange looking people who were now heading up the stairs.
“Were looking for a Harry Potter. Could you tell us what apartment he is in?” Dumbledore asked the man behind the desk. The man raised an eyebrow at him before answering.
“Fifth floor. Room 506. He’ll be there if he’s in.” The man said before ignoring them once again. Dumbledore turned to the others.
“Let us go.” He said before he started up the steps. The elevator in the building didn’t work. They headed upstairs. When they opened the door to the fifth floor they were immediately assaulted with blaring rock music and the sounds of two people screaming in rage.
Dumbledore walked up to room 506 and knocked. The others didn’t say anything. They had been combing the world for this boy and to find him in a place like this that had been so easily overlooked was astounding.
The two arguing voices seemed to be coming from Potter’s apartment and the door was ignored even after ringing the door bell. Severus sighed before nudging the Headmaster out of the way.
“Alohomora.” Snape said and the door shot open. The five found themselves witness to the fight taking place inside as the music blared from the speakers in another room.
“You fucking bastard! Get the Hell out!” The black haired man who had his back turned to them shouted. He was dressed only in tight black jeans and his hair was pulled back a strap of leather carelessly.
“Damnit if you would just listen to me.” The other man said calmly and was about to continue but was cut off. The man was a rather nice looking bluenette. Even if his hair was in fact a dark blue hue.
“I don’t give a shit what you have to say. Now get the fuck out. Now.” The other man sighed before grabbing up a duffle and walking out of the room.
“FUCK!” The black haired man said as he picked up one of the empty beer bottles off the table and threw it against the wall were it shattered.
They calmly stepped out of the other mans way as he exited the room in a huff. The man didn't even spare them a glance.
“Harry?” Dumbledore asked cautiously. He had picked up the slight British accent when the person he assumed was Harry was screaming.
“What do you want now?” Harry asked as turned towards them. He just stopped and stared at them for a few minutes before sighing and dropping down into the recliner.
“Come in.” Harry said after breathing deeply a few times. The five piled into the living room. To Harry they reacted rather calmly and looked weary.
“I suppose you’re here to get me to come back.” Harry stated.
“No. We are here to take you back using any means possible. You don’t have a choice anymore.”
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