The Dark Castle

Note: Harry is Blaze

The Dark Castle

"Tell me about the seven unknown abilities a Toxic Rose have."

"Toxic Rose?" Blaze repeated blankly.

"For Jesus motherfucker Christ!" Damien said.

"Hey! I'm working on it! And don't insult Jesus!" Blaze said.

Damien rolled his eyes.

"Fine! Insult him but don't say I didn't warn you when God send you down to Lucifer!"

"Perhaps you shall begin with telling me what a Toxic Rose is."

"What? You mean you don't know?" Blaze said innocently.

He got a pointy glare from Damien.

"Fine!" he snarled. "A Toxic Rose is a leaf from a black rose. Abilities: One, using in a potion to make poison. Two, use in food or drink to poison someone. Three, black pain for a while. Four, Lay underneath someone's pillow to cause nightmares. Five, use combined with a DA spell to cause death. Six, make a person smell the steams from a burned leaf to faint and stay unconscious. Seven, burn someone to death from the inside of the body."

"Good," was all Damien said.

Blade glared.

"You are going to meet Spike and Xavilier tomorrow."

"Who?" said Blaze.

"Two vampires from your castle."

"What for?"

"They are going to teach you some vampire stuff."

"In thought you were my teacher."

"I am but I'm no vampire so therefore I can't teach you as good as Spike and Xavilier."

"Shit! Do I really need to see them?"

"Chicken out are we? You better start behaving as a dark lord or you'll get killed."

"Shut up! You know I'm only whining around you!"

"I'm honoured," said Damien sarcastically.

"I need to get back to the castle."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"See ya."

He was walking very fast through the dark corridors.

"Mr Potter!"

He flinched and did a death stop. He turned around so fast that he made his black robes swirl around him.

"Snape!" he spat.

Snape approached him carefully.

"Relax Blaze," he said in a soothing voice.

He oddly enough calmed a bit.

"Have you been out slaying?" Snape asked him curiously.

"You could call it that," he said avoidingly.

They looked at each other for a while.

"Go to bed Blaze," said Snape after a while.

He nodded and darted up the stairs. How odd Snape had become, was his last thought awake.

"Harry you look dead on your feet!"

"Thank you Draco," he said sourly.

"I'm not sure you'll manage to be awake long enough to finish our potion. What did you do last night?"

"Nothing!" he said and swaggered.

"Are you alright?" said Draco and looked a little worried unless he was mistaking.

"Yes. Just tired," he answered.

Snape stalked over to them.

"Come with me Harry," he sighed.

Blaze let himself be led away by Mister King Of Grease.

When they were out of sight from the students Snape picked him up from the ground.

"Hey!" said Blaze.

"Be quiet. We can move faster this way. You can hardly walk. What happened last night?"

"Nothing."

"Fine. Don't tell me but you're going to sleep!" said Snape sternly.

"No. I'm OK. Honestly."

"And I'm the most loved teacher in school," said Severus sarcastically.

Blaze got the hint.

"Fine. But only for a little while," he said timidly.

I think there is some side effects from when Damien replaced thoughts and memories in my mind and wiped some out. I must have overlasted my system. He began to snigger when he released that he sort of thought of himself as a computer system.

Snape raised his eyebrows.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing. I'm just tired I guess."

Eww! I'm in Snape's bed! He thought when Snape dumped him down in the bed.

Snape disappeared through the door but came back only seconds later.

"Drink this. It's a dreamless sleep potion."

Despite what Snape said he did have a dream.

Music was load. It made him feel the waves. He was walking down a tunnel of stone.

He stopped when he came to an enormous cave. Stone poles were hanging down from the roof. (AN: they do have a special name but I don't remember it). A big scene in stone was in the far end. However, no live band was playing.

When he looked up he saw a balcony in stone and realised that this was a two-store cave.

Odd, he thought.

There was many people dancing in the cave. A very daring dance.

A couple of people were fucking up against the wall infront of everybody who didn't seem to care.

"What the fuck is this?!" He asked himself.

They didn't seem to see him at all. This was oddly close to the time when he took a visit in Tom Riddles diary back in 2:nd year.

He wanted to see what was on the second floor. He sneaked up the stair. He came to a corridor. A several doors occurred on each side.

He tried the first one to the left only to quickly close the door again.

He blushed before he moved on to the second. He hoped that this one wouldn't be a bedroom with two men making love. Nope, no such luck! He decided when he walked in on another couple. But this time he didn't blush. He smirked instead. He didn't know one could bend that way...

On his fifth try he came to a big room. It was like a big living room. The floor had a rich red carpet with dark wooden chairs and a magical fireplace that gave no smoke.

The stone walls were covered with white wallpaper and had shelves with old looking books in all kind of sizes. He looked around in the room before he walked out, ready to explore other rooms.