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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,714
Reviews:
3
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Chapter Two
I do not own Harry Potter or Dragonlance.
“speech”
‘thoughts’
******Scene change/p.o.v.
Chapter Two
***Sirius’ point of view***
“And he just laid there. Passed out? Was he ok? What did he look like?” Remus was curious about the man who was able to apparate through the wards and he insisted on interrogating me. At the moment Remus was sitting at the desk in his office while I leaned against one of the many glass cases containing jars of preserved … whatevers; I have no clue as to what is in there and I don’t want to find out. Though that does resemble…
“Well, what was your impression of him?”
My dear friend seems to be getting a bit miffed.
“He certainly wasn’t a healthy fellow. All skin and bone. It looked like he had been ill for a long time. But, even the man was fit he still would have appeared odd. Golden skin and white hair. Have you ever heard of that? It’s just that this man is young, late twenties or early thirties. What did he go through to end up like that? Sure, there are spells and charms to…” Yeah, I ranted a bit but Lupin is used to it.
“All those years in Azkaban has given you the habit of rambling.”
“You know what? I don’t feel like talking to you anymore.” I stuck my tongue out at Remus and transformed into my animagus form. I figured now was as good a time as any to take a quick nap on that very inviting rug over by the fireplace.
“At least you’ve retained your charming ability to be utterly immature,” Remus muttered and went back to grading papers.
******
“When is this place? This certainly cannot be my time. What is the year?”
“The year is 2005. Well, by Christian reckoning. The Mayans have a different calendar as do the Chinese and the…”
“Christians? Mayans? What are you talking about? Was there another Cataclysm to initiate this new timeline?”
“Why, my boy, there was never a Cataclysm to begin with.”
“But… I don’t understand. Where…”
“It is very likely that you belong to another plane of existence.” Dumbledore looked thoughtfully out one of the windows to the right of Raistlin. There was a silence as both men collected their thoughts on the situation.
Suddenly Madam Pomphrey burst through her office door and glared at the headmaster.
“Time is up. The patient needs his rest.” Turning to Raistlin, she asked, “Would you like something to eat? You really should eat something.” Raistlin looked at the intimidating nurse in bewilderment. How could he eat at a time like this?
The nurse shooed Dumbledore out of the infirmary and disappeared behind another door muttering something that sounded suspiciously like ‘needs to eat…much too thin.”
Raistlin sighed and lay back on his cot wondering how in the name of the Dark Lady he was going to get back home.
***AN: I really have no interest in this story anymore. What with moving and dealing with those bloodsucking lawyers (no offence to any lawyers out there.) Yes, I am now a part of the population that pays taxes, what fun. (note the sarcasm in the last statement) I might pick up the story again sometime next year but I make no promises. I can not see this story going anywhere. I might post one of my other stories. I have drifted away from my yyh/hp/ygo fic since the HBP came out but I am working on a HP story post HBP with a RL/SB/OFC pairing in any order you can think of. But no one is interested in it outside of my small circle of friends. –pouts- Well, if you want to read a Dragonlance/Harry Potter Crossover I believe there was one…um… “Archmage” by Morigel somewhere. I confess, I’ve only read the first two chapters but it seemed pretty neat.
Sorry again for putting this fic on hold. I’ll try my best to get back to it eventually.
Elizabeth
“speech”
‘thoughts’
******Scene change/p.o.v.
Chapter Two
***Sirius’ point of view***
“And he just laid there. Passed out? Was he ok? What did he look like?” Remus was curious about the man who was able to apparate through the wards and he insisted on interrogating me. At the moment Remus was sitting at the desk in his office while I leaned against one of the many glass cases containing jars of preserved … whatevers; I have no clue as to what is in there and I don’t want to find out. Though that does resemble…
“Well, what was your impression of him?”
My dear friend seems to be getting a bit miffed.
“He certainly wasn’t a healthy fellow. All skin and bone. It looked like he had been ill for a long time. But, even the man was fit he still would have appeared odd. Golden skin and white hair. Have you ever heard of that? It’s just that this man is young, late twenties or early thirties. What did he go through to end up like that? Sure, there are spells and charms to…” Yeah, I ranted a bit but Lupin is used to it.
“All those years in Azkaban has given you the habit of rambling.”
“You know what? I don’t feel like talking to you anymore.” I stuck my tongue out at Remus and transformed into my animagus form. I figured now was as good a time as any to take a quick nap on that very inviting rug over by the fireplace.
“At least you’ve retained your charming ability to be utterly immature,” Remus muttered and went back to grading papers.
******
“When is this place? This certainly cannot be my time. What is the year?”
“The year is 2005. Well, by Christian reckoning. The Mayans have a different calendar as do the Chinese and the…”
“Christians? Mayans? What are you talking about? Was there another Cataclysm to initiate this new timeline?”
“Why, my boy, there was never a Cataclysm to begin with.”
“But… I don’t understand. Where…”
“It is very likely that you belong to another plane of existence.” Dumbledore looked thoughtfully out one of the windows to the right of Raistlin. There was a silence as both men collected their thoughts on the situation.
Suddenly Madam Pomphrey burst through her office door and glared at the headmaster.
“Time is up. The patient needs his rest.” Turning to Raistlin, she asked, “Would you like something to eat? You really should eat something.” Raistlin looked at the intimidating nurse in bewilderment. How could he eat at a time like this?
The nurse shooed Dumbledore out of the infirmary and disappeared behind another door muttering something that sounded suspiciously like ‘needs to eat…much too thin.”
Raistlin sighed and lay back on his cot wondering how in the name of the Dark Lady he was going to get back home.
***AN: I really have no interest in this story anymore. What with moving and dealing with those bloodsucking lawyers (no offence to any lawyers out there.) Yes, I am now a part of the population that pays taxes, what fun. (note the sarcasm in the last statement) I might pick up the story again sometime next year but I make no promises. I can not see this story going anywhere. I might post one of my other stories. I have drifted away from my yyh/hp/ygo fic since the HBP came out but I am working on a HP story post HBP with a RL/SB/OFC pairing in any order you can think of. But no one is interested in it outside of my small circle of friends. –pouts- Well, if you want to read a Dragonlance/Harry Potter Crossover I believe there was one…um… “Archmage” by Morigel somewhere. I confess, I’ve only read the first two chapters but it seemed pretty neat.
Sorry again for putting this fic on hold. I’ll try my best to get back to it eventually.
Elizabeth