The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
19
Views:
6,686
Reviews:
25
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.
Something Revealed
The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
By: Celeste Jacobs
Rated: R
Beta: The wonderful Maria!
A/N: STOP! READ! If you don’t want to read about the twisting of the Bible, I suggest you hit the back button. This story is not for you. I don’t want any flames because you don’t have to read it. For all the others..Welcome to my creation.
“Judas?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m scared.”
Judas turned his head to look at Jesus. They were sitting among a herd of sheep that belonged to Jesus’s household. The sun was high but the clouds were clumped in just the right places to provide some much needed shade. Jesus’s seventeenth birthday was tomorrow and Judas had decided to surprise his companion with a visit.
“What? Of turning seventeen? The way I see it, it’s like coming of age all over again. Just what we need. More responsibility,” said Judas.
The wind picked up and Judas found himself with some dust in his right eye. His hand immediately flew up to relieve the stinging.
“I’m not afraid of that,” replied Jesus as he grasped Judas’s hand. The black haired boy stopped in mid wipe.
“Then what are you scared of?” asked Judas.
Judas could have kicked himself when his breath hitched from the blonde’s contact. He held his breath when he felt Jesus blow lightly into his eye.
“Better?” asked Jesus.
Judas could only nod in response.
“I can’t help but feel this sense of foreboding about my life. I can feel that I am different in some ways,” said Jesus as he tightened his hold on Judas’s hand.
The two sat in silence for a moment while Judas searched for the right words to say. He felt sad at the loss of warmth when Jesus removed his hand.
“Stay here tonight.”
Judas’s head snapped up.
“Besides, you would be traveling in the dark if you headed back now and I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you,” whispered Jesus.
“O—Okay,” Judas managed to stutter.
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The image hit Draco with brute force and he could not stop himself from screaming. The pain was like a thousand shock waves going through his body.
“Please, please, just leave me alone,” whimpered the boy.
He never noticed the white light surround him as the Dementor made its move to strike.
Harry stormed down the hallway with his hand on the side of his head. The image he had just seen had his mind reeling. Now was not the time for questions, however. Harry’s anger had been slowly building all day and at long last it was alright to release it. He made his way to the back of the compartment to find some ghoulish creature floating above a boy on the ground.
“If anybody’s going to die, it’s going to be me doing the killing,” growled Harry as he began to glow red.
He never noticed the glowing of the other boy.
Hogwarts:
No one could explain what happened on the train. The Dementor attack had frightened many students and some were still visibly shaken. What made the whole affair even more alarming was that one of the Dementors that had made its way into the train was found ripped to shreds. Silver looking blood was all over the compartment doors and the only whole piece of the Dementor was its head. It was found stuck to the wall with its own hand going through it.
No one knew how the Dementor was destroyed but there were many stories flying around. Some said that it was the new professor who had destroyed it. Others said that Dumbledore had magically appeared on the train just in the nick of time. What was even more amazing was that none of the students could recall certain moments of the experience.
By: Celeste Jacobs
Rated: R
Beta: The wonderful Maria!
A/N: STOP! READ! If you don’t want to read about the twisting of the Bible, I suggest you hit the back button. This story is not for you. I don’t want any flames because you don’t have to read it. For all the others..Welcome to my creation.
“Judas?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m scared.”
Judas turned his head to look at Jesus. They were sitting among a herd of sheep that belonged to Jesus’s household. The sun was high but the clouds were clumped in just the right places to provide some much needed shade. Jesus’s seventeenth birthday was tomorrow and Judas had decided to surprise his companion with a visit.
“What? Of turning seventeen? The way I see it, it’s like coming of age all over again. Just what we need. More responsibility,” said Judas.
The wind picked up and Judas found himself with some dust in his right eye. His hand immediately flew up to relieve the stinging.
“I’m not afraid of that,” replied Jesus as he grasped Judas’s hand. The black haired boy stopped in mid wipe.
“Then what are you scared of?” asked Judas.
Judas could have kicked himself when his breath hitched from the blonde’s contact. He held his breath when he felt Jesus blow lightly into his eye.
“Better?” asked Jesus.
Judas could only nod in response.
“I can’t help but feel this sense of foreboding about my life. I can feel that I am different in some ways,” said Jesus as he tightened his hold on Judas’s hand.
The two sat in silence for a moment while Judas searched for the right words to say. He felt sad at the loss of warmth when Jesus removed his hand.
“Stay here tonight.”
Judas’s head snapped up.
“Besides, you would be traveling in the dark if you headed back now and I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you,” whispered Jesus.
“O—Okay,” Judas managed to stutter.
--------
The image hit Draco with brute force and he could not stop himself from screaming. The pain was like a thousand shock waves going through his body.
“Please, please, just leave me alone,” whimpered the boy.
He never noticed the white light surround him as the Dementor made its move to strike.
Harry stormed down the hallway with his hand on the side of his head. The image he had just seen had his mind reeling. Now was not the time for questions, however. Harry’s anger had been slowly building all day and at long last it was alright to release it. He made his way to the back of the compartment to find some ghoulish creature floating above a boy on the ground.
“If anybody’s going to die, it’s going to be me doing the killing,” growled Harry as he began to glow red.
He never noticed the glowing of the other boy.
Hogwarts:
No one could explain what happened on the train. The Dementor attack had frightened many students and some were still visibly shaken. What made the whole affair even more alarming was that one of the Dementors that had made its way into the train was found ripped to shreds. Silver looking blood was all over the compartment doors and the only whole piece of the Dementor was its head. It was found stuck to the wall with its own hand going through it.
No one knew how the Dementor was destroyed but there were many stories flying around. Some said that it was the new professor who had destroyed it. Others said that Dumbledore had magically appeared on the train just in the nick of time. What was even more amazing was that none of the students could recall certain moments of the experience.