Soul Music
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Fred/George
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Adult +
Chapters:
3
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1,542
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3
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Prologue
Prologue
The small two-storey house sat on it’s own at the bottom of the valley – the area was prone to floods & locals made no secret that they thought building there was foolish. The locals, however, were Muggles & therefore remained blissfully unaware of the spells protecting the property from such things.
Despite the late hour, a light shone through one of the upper floor windows. Inside, a pale woman laid on a bed, watching her husband sign a piece of parchment with flourish, singing softly to the newborn in his arms. She sits up with his help and adds her signature. A large bird, covered in rich red, burnt orange and golden plumage watches over the tranquil scene.
“Ok Pip, your turn now – don’t give me that look, you know it’s the best thing for her,” the young man said, passing the parchment to the phoenix, who was looking at him reproachfully.
“Fine,” Pippin replied, adding his footprint to the page, which glowed brightly & disappeared. “But you know that I –“ he broke off with a loud squawk as three cloaked & masked figures appeared in the room with several ‘pop’s.
The middle figure, a tall, thin man, drew his wand & Stunned the bird before any of those in the room could react. The father quickly returned his tiny daughter to her cot and took up a defensive stance in front of the cot & bed. The thin man laughed coldly.
“Come now, Ollivander, you don’t honestly believe the Dark Lord would send us half way across the world just to kill you, do you? No, we’ve come to offer your lovely wife one last chance to join us. You should feel honoured, half-breed, anyone else would have been killed long before now. However, the Dark Lord has plans for you and he does not like his plans going to waste. His patience has now worn thin. This is your last chance – join us, or die.”
Esmeralda raised herself from the bed & faced him. She spat directly into his mask before asking, “Is that a clear enough answer for you, Malfoy?”
His sneer was audible. “Bella, Nott, see if you can’t change her mind.”
Esmeralda braced herself, but when the curses came she was not the target. “Crucio!” Jacob screamed & writhed in agony, his cries accompanied by those of the frightened child. Esmeralda choked back a sob, refusing to give them the pleasure of her pain.
Lucius stepped closer. “Have you reconsidered?”
Silently begging for her husband and child’s forgiveness, she answered, “Never.”
The other Death Eaters, who had paused their torture in order to hear the answer, looked to Malfoy for instruction. He gave only the slightest of nods before all three aimed their wands at the beautiful woman to administer the Killing Curse. She turned and gave her daughter a small, reassuring smile in the moment before she was hit by the three green strands of light & died.
As Esmeralda fell to the floor, a blinding light filled the room. When it passed, both the phoenix & child were gone. While Malfoy & Nott searched the grounds, for the missing pair, Bellatrix resumed her torture of Jacob, more for her own pleasure than to obtain information about their whereabouts. His screams filled the night, echoing through the vast Australia bush, and slowly but surely, the young man lost his mind.
The small two-storey house sat on it’s own at the bottom of the valley – the area was prone to floods & locals made no secret that they thought building there was foolish. The locals, however, were Muggles & therefore remained blissfully unaware of the spells protecting the property from such things.
Despite the late hour, a light shone through one of the upper floor windows. Inside, a pale woman laid on a bed, watching her husband sign a piece of parchment with flourish, singing softly to the newborn in his arms. She sits up with his help and adds her signature. A large bird, covered in rich red, burnt orange and golden plumage watches over the tranquil scene.
“Ok Pip, your turn now – don’t give me that look, you know it’s the best thing for her,” the young man said, passing the parchment to the phoenix, who was looking at him reproachfully.
“Fine,” Pippin replied, adding his footprint to the page, which glowed brightly & disappeared. “But you know that I –“ he broke off with a loud squawk as three cloaked & masked figures appeared in the room with several ‘pop’s.
The middle figure, a tall, thin man, drew his wand & Stunned the bird before any of those in the room could react. The father quickly returned his tiny daughter to her cot and took up a defensive stance in front of the cot & bed. The thin man laughed coldly.
“Come now, Ollivander, you don’t honestly believe the Dark Lord would send us half way across the world just to kill you, do you? No, we’ve come to offer your lovely wife one last chance to join us. You should feel honoured, half-breed, anyone else would have been killed long before now. However, the Dark Lord has plans for you and he does not like his plans going to waste. His patience has now worn thin. This is your last chance – join us, or die.”
Esmeralda raised herself from the bed & faced him. She spat directly into his mask before asking, “Is that a clear enough answer for you, Malfoy?”
His sneer was audible. “Bella, Nott, see if you can’t change her mind.”
Esmeralda braced herself, but when the curses came she was not the target. “Crucio!” Jacob screamed & writhed in agony, his cries accompanied by those of the frightened child. Esmeralda choked back a sob, refusing to give them the pleasure of her pain.
Lucius stepped closer. “Have you reconsidered?”
Silently begging for her husband and child’s forgiveness, she answered, “Never.”
The other Death Eaters, who had paused their torture in order to hear the answer, looked to Malfoy for instruction. He gave only the slightest of nods before all three aimed their wands at the beautiful woman to administer the Killing Curse. She turned and gave her daughter a small, reassuring smile in the moment before she was hit by the three green strands of light & died.
As Esmeralda fell to the floor, a blinding light filled the room. When it passed, both the phoenix & child were gone. While Malfoy & Nott searched the grounds, for the missing pair, Bellatrix resumed her torture of Jacob, more for her own pleasure than to obtain information about their whereabouts. His screams filled the night, echoing through the vast Australia bush, and slowly but surely, the young man lost his mind.