Cobra
Cobra
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to mind.
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Dark Harry!
the wizarding world, for the chance to decide his own future.
rolled in my head forever; this has been placed together from several ideas
that have come to mind. I will say that Draco is part Veela but can decide whom
he wants to be with, there is no \'life mate\' but he can look for a suitable
mate by smell. Harry is only a half blood, though I may throw something to
de-loop you later. Read and enjoy.
to J.K. Rowling, Bloomsbury, Scholastic, and Warner Brothers. I\'m not making or
plan on making any money off this fic. I am only writing for my own sanity and
for others to enjoy some Harry Potter in between books. But the new story line
and any nharaharacters I wish to add are my own so just ask before using, Thank
you.
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iibleible cloak. Down to the cold damp winding passages under the castle in the
dungeons. The dampness giving him a cold chill up and along his bones and
goosebumps with pinpricks traveling across his skin. Knowing he was close to
his destination, he hurried with whispering soft steps. Excitement warmed in
his belly and groin. Feeling this, his heart sped up with the thoughts of how
easy it was to get caught or found out.
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face=\"Times New Roman\">He was going against
everything he learned and what they expected of him. He turned from his friends
and loved ones to his rivals and enemies. Why, would be the first question his
so called friends and loved ones would ask after finding out what he was
plotting and practicing. And he would answer, because of unanswered questions,
lies, half truths, betrayal, over expecting to much from only one young boy,
never letting him have a childhood, never understanding, never seeing who he
was under the scar, and because he hated them for all the above. But maybe he
would just say that the offer of giving in was enough to turn him to the one he
should hate the most. After all, having all you wanted given with only your
word of surrender was much too tempting.
face=\"Times New Roman\">
face=\"Times New Roman\">Finally he turned his last
corner. Skin shivering with anticipation he counted the thirty steps from the
suit of armor with the Slytherin crest on the breastplate. Turning to the left
of the passageway he pressed his hand against the carved stone with a small
cobra carved into the rough gray blocks of rock.
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face=\"Times New Roman\">With a quiet rumble, the
stones of the secret entrance moved to the side to reveal the large chamber
beyond. Harry licked his lips while looking to either side to see if anyone was
there before entering.
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face=\"Times New Roman\">After the entrance there
was a short hall made of metallic green carvings of ancient script on white and
slate gray marble. Black polished school loafers crept over dark forest green
velvet carpet.
face=\"Times New Rom>
face=\"Times New Roman\">A sharp echoing voice
greeted him, “Good boy, you are five minutes early. But the question I am
wondering is, were you careful as you could be while coming to meet with the
others and me?”
face=\"Times New Roman\">
face=\"Times New Roman\">Harry stepped into the
opening of the first of seven circular chambers, looking over the designs that
still enchanted him after so many visits. He relished seeing again the ancient
metallic-green carvings on the smooth marble pillars and walls behind them. The
carpet from the hall followed the circle between the pillars and wall. His
green eyes go to the center of the chamber over pale cream stone floor with its
moving silver paintings etched in design against their surfaces. Over to the
only peaces of furniture in the chamber, a large aspen oval table along with
its forty chairs with their comfortable cushions to match the small amount of
visible carpet.
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face=\"Times New Roman\">To the very back of the
large room, unseen aspen French doors with two carved cobras guardians etched
in the white wood to protect the other six rooms from unwelcome visitors or
guests. Only members of the sanctum with the right authority and mark could
enter through with out fear or injury.
face=\"Times New Roman\">
face=\"Times New Roman\">But what caught Harry’s
attention with fervor was the figure sitting in the largest chair at the head
of the table. Leaning back against sculptured cobras with his long masculine
body, he looked to Harry with an eyebrow raised, gray eyes hooded half close
and silver blond hair whispering across brow and over ears. Harry looked upon
his god in devoted worship.
face=\"Times New Roman\">
face=\"Times New Roman\">Harry could only cross
the floor in a hurried step to kneel at his deity’s feet. Resting his head of
black wild hair on the’s t’s thigh, before he finally answered with a shake of
joy to his worshiping voice. He was so happy to finally be here with the one he
loved.
face=\"Times New Roman\">
face=\"Times New Roman\">“I was very careful,
Prince Draco.” Echoed from his chapped red lips to the dark beyond.
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