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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
14
Views:
954
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Voldemorte
Chapter Five: Aliquando et insanire iucundum est. = It is sometimes pleasant even to act like a madman.
//The black wolf padded up the hill, down the hill. **One more hill and I’ll bite his leg off** Everywhere, absolutely everywhere rainbow bunnies purred in contentment and sparkled with vibrant colours. Whilst bejewelled butterflies clustered overhead, like a fractured leadlight window. Nocturnus had tried snapping at them but they fluttered carefully just beyond reach **Luckily wolves are colour challenged, Dumbledore is definitely no exterior decorator.**
The cloudless sky suddenly turned black. No clouds no warning just intense pitch. Lightening flashed across the sky and an angry wind howled. “Ah! Hello Tom, like a Lemon Drop” Nocturnus could have smacked himself on the head had it been physically possible. **Augh!** The wolf tried to roll its eyes. But had to settle for stunned silence.
Tom misted and warped till the heinous form of Voldemort stood nonchalantly before them red eyes glowering. Dumbledore didn’t even flinch. The wolf did a double take. **Nice costume bit late for Halloween though. Yo! Medic! Eyedrops!**
Robes whispered and taloned hands like large pale spiders, reached menacingly towards Dumbledore. The wolf settled back on its haunches, poised. “Lemon Drop?” Albus extended and rattled the bag innocently.
In a split second the Lemon Drops were dashed to the ground. “Ah! Maybe not, Let me see then” Dumbledore proceeded to pat down his robes and search his voluminous pockets “Ah! Yes there they are, I have some very nice cockroach clusters, if you would rather.” He said proffering the packet. **Umm, Reality check, on checkout 2, please.**
For just a moment Voldemort froze his crimson cat like eyes blinked in disbelief. Nostril slits flared in his bloodless skeletal face and a snarl breached the too tight features. “Morsmordre” barely murmured and the Dark Mark blazed into the sky.
“I trust you enjoyed your little gift. I knew of your stupid puppet spy for a long time” every word dripped with venom “but it pleased me no end to lead you on and he was Oh! Such fun to play with.” He cackled allowing his words to strike home.
Demonic eyes flashing ominously. He tossed his head back and roared with unbridled fury. Lightening crackled across the sky. Thunder sang harmony. **Nice pyrotechnics shame about the face**
“Rue this night and rue it well, for soon those Commoners, Mudbloods and Muggles for which you so gallantly champion” he spat “shall clamour at my feet and beg for mercy. Yet I promise you, and mark my words, they shall find NONE. Your faithful will cower before ME and curse your very name.”
“They shall call ME a God and proclaim ME their King. They shall heap honours upon ME, plead for my favours and LOVE ME even with . . . their . . .dying . . . breath. Then, I shall walk across the scattered bleached bones of those you loved and tear your weary . . . broken . . . heart . . .still beating from your chest.” Slowly he edged towards Dumbledore, lowered his voice menacingly and growled “This you shall BEG from ME.”
As abruptly as he appeared he was gone. The sun shone and all was as before complete with bunnies. “Well,” said Nocturnus resuming his proper form and blinking at the gaudy colours that suddenly assailed him “Someone likes the sound of his own voice. Sunglasses Albus?” He asked conjuring a couple pair up and popping some on. **Much nicer**
“Alas, that could have gone better. Cockroach cluster? Nocturnus.” He accepted some happily and clapped a friendly hand on Albus’ shoulder. “I’ll see you one bag of cockroach clusters and raise you a pound of Lemon Drops. Non iligitimi carobundum est.” “Never” Twinkled Dumbledore “Dum vivimus, vivamus!”
Albus picked up a purring bunny and stroked it gently as it snuggled into his beard. “Such an intelligent lad was our Tom. Head boy, Prefect, he even had a medal for Magic Merit. Probably, the most brilliant student that Hogwarts has ever seen.”
Dumbledore slowly shook his head blue eyes sparkling “I felt that there was a tortured soul beneath it all and tried to keep watch on him. Thought it could help somehow, if he knew that one person would accept him for himself and not his background or qualifications.”
“Alas! It was in the summer of 1944, a year before Tom graduated, that his father and grandparents were found dead in Riddle Manor. There were no obvious physical injuries, but their faces were reputably frozen in grotesque terror. He played the part of the distraught son well, all the teachers fawned over him.”
“But in his eyes I saw blatant contempt and knew then the depth of his bitterness if not the true nature of the beast. After graduation he disappeared. Some 25 years later Voldemort emerged but few linked the two entities. How could this bitter, warped man who commits such atrocities possibly be Tom? But I knew. Hogwarts had spoken to me. We knew the name”
“I was offered the position of Minister of Magic that year but declined. I knew that Hogwarts had chosen me for its next Headmaster, where better to be. Armando Dippet handed the reins over after graduation and of course you know the rest” Dumbledore tried to extract the bunny from its nest.
“Alas, it is time for us to go, Nocturnus. Hogwarts is under attack.”//
Chapter References:
Non iligitimi carobundum est = Don't let the bastards get you down
Dum vivimus, vivamus! = While we live, let us LIVE!
The common belief that dogs are colour blind is FALSE. Dogs can see colour, but it is not as vivid as we see it. Their vision is much like ours at twilight. http://www.planetpet.com.au/K9/features/feature%207.htm
“. . . dogs are not colour blind as you have been told. It was scientifically proven that dogs see red and yellows mostly, but can’t perceive green and blue.” http://www.cinematography.net/cblind.htm
//The black wolf padded up the hill, down the hill. **One more hill and I’ll bite his leg off** Everywhere, absolutely everywhere rainbow bunnies purred in contentment and sparkled with vibrant colours. Whilst bejewelled butterflies clustered overhead, like a fractured leadlight window. Nocturnus had tried snapping at them but they fluttered carefully just beyond reach **Luckily wolves are colour challenged, Dumbledore is definitely no exterior decorator.**
The cloudless sky suddenly turned black. No clouds no warning just intense pitch. Lightening flashed across the sky and an angry wind howled. “Ah! Hello Tom, like a Lemon Drop” Nocturnus could have smacked himself on the head had it been physically possible. **Augh!** The wolf tried to roll its eyes. But had to settle for stunned silence.
Tom misted and warped till the heinous form of Voldemort stood nonchalantly before them red eyes glowering. Dumbledore didn’t even flinch. The wolf did a double take. **Nice costume bit late for Halloween though. Yo! Medic! Eyedrops!**
Robes whispered and taloned hands like large pale spiders, reached menacingly towards Dumbledore. The wolf settled back on its haunches, poised. “Lemon Drop?” Albus extended and rattled the bag innocently.
In a split second the Lemon Drops were dashed to the ground. “Ah! Maybe not, Let me see then” Dumbledore proceeded to pat down his robes and search his voluminous pockets “Ah! Yes there they are, I have some very nice cockroach clusters, if you would rather.” He said proffering the packet. **Umm, Reality check, on checkout 2, please.**
For just a moment Voldemort froze his crimson cat like eyes blinked in disbelief. Nostril slits flared in his bloodless skeletal face and a snarl breached the too tight features. “Morsmordre” barely murmured and the Dark Mark blazed into the sky.
“I trust you enjoyed your little gift. I knew of your stupid puppet spy for a long time” every word dripped with venom “but it pleased me no end to lead you on and he was Oh! Such fun to play with.” He cackled allowing his words to strike home.
Demonic eyes flashing ominously. He tossed his head back and roared with unbridled fury. Lightening crackled across the sky. Thunder sang harmony. **Nice pyrotechnics shame about the face**
“Rue this night and rue it well, for soon those Commoners, Mudbloods and Muggles for which you so gallantly champion” he spat “shall clamour at my feet and beg for mercy. Yet I promise you, and mark my words, they shall find NONE. Your faithful will cower before ME and curse your very name.”
“They shall call ME a God and proclaim ME their King. They shall heap honours upon ME, plead for my favours and LOVE ME even with . . . their . . .dying . . . breath. Then, I shall walk across the scattered bleached bones of those you loved and tear your weary . . . broken . . . heart . . .still beating from your chest.” Slowly he edged towards Dumbledore, lowered his voice menacingly and growled “This you shall BEG from ME.”
As abruptly as he appeared he was gone. The sun shone and all was as before complete with bunnies. “Well,” said Nocturnus resuming his proper form and blinking at the gaudy colours that suddenly assailed him “Someone likes the sound of his own voice. Sunglasses Albus?” He asked conjuring a couple pair up and popping some on. **Much nicer**
“Alas, that could have gone better. Cockroach cluster? Nocturnus.” He accepted some happily and clapped a friendly hand on Albus’ shoulder. “I’ll see you one bag of cockroach clusters and raise you a pound of Lemon Drops. Non iligitimi carobundum est.” “Never” Twinkled Dumbledore “Dum vivimus, vivamus!”
Albus picked up a purring bunny and stroked it gently as it snuggled into his beard. “Such an intelligent lad was our Tom. Head boy, Prefect, he even had a medal for Magic Merit. Probably, the most brilliant student that Hogwarts has ever seen.”
Dumbledore slowly shook his head blue eyes sparkling “I felt that there was a tortured soul beneath it all and tried to keep watch on him. Thought it could help somehow, if he knew that one person would accept him for himself and not his background or qualifications.”
“Alas! It was in the summer of 1944, a year before Tom graduated, that his father and grandparents were found dead in Riddle Manor. There were no obvious physical injuries, but their faces were reputably frozen in grotesque terror. He played the part of the distraught son well, all the teachers fawned over him.”
“But in his eyes I saw blatant contempt and knew then the depth of his bitterness if not the true nature of the beast. After graduation he disappeared. Some 25 years later Voldemort emerged but few linked the two entities. How could this bitter, warped man who commits such atrocities possibly be Tom? But I knew. Hogwarts had spoken to me. We knew the name”
“I was offered the position of Minister of Magic that year but declined. I knew that Hogwarts had chosen me for its next Headmaster, where better to be. Armando Dippet handed the reins over after graduation and of course you know the rest” Dumbledore tried to extract the bunny from its nest.
“Alas, it is time for us to go, Nocturnus. Hogwarts is under attack.”//
Chapter References:
Non iligitimi carobundum est = Don't let the bastards get you down
Dum vivimus, vivamus! = While we live, let us LIVE!
The common belief that dogs are colour blind is FALSE. Dogs can see colour, but it is not as vivid as we see it. Their vision is much like ours at twilight. http://www.planetpet.com.au/K9/features/feature%207.htm
“. . . dogs are not colour blind as you have been told. It was scientifically proven that dogs see red and yellows mostly, but can’t perceive green and blue.” http://www.cinematography.net/cblind.htm