A Dreary World
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,173
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
The Beginning
\'A DREARY WORLD\' by Blue Ribbon
IMPORTANT
I\'m sorry to say, but for the moment until further notice A Dreary World will be delayed.
*Currently working on my first fan fic
*Ideas for next chapter are hard to find (Indeed I am suffering from writers block)
*Personal life currently very active
*And most of all work
DO not worry, this fan fic will be completed, just not right now.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling, and the rest, which you may not recognise belongs to me.
Dedications: For all those who have loved, and not been loved in return.
~Author\'s Notes~
This is goto bto be a rather long saga, every so often I will add a chapter to this story. I hope you enjoy...This fic includes sexual tention, gore, violence and rape...enjoy
***Feedback wanted***
Chapter One: The beginning
“Though there are those who fall, there are those who resist
the plunge…”
Summer 2000
Though the sun still sank and rose every morning and every
dusk, it still felt as though there was something missing…
The beauty of it all seemed so distant, like the sunlight
wasn’t enough to warm the coolness of the planet and the people within it.
There were those who suffered from conflict and war amongst themselves. The
Dark Lord was rising in a time, a time where the world was most vulnerable.
Some had disappeared from all the confusion, they ran, they
hid, they became like the leaves of autumn. Breaking away from the trees and
fluttering away to some unknown destination. Among them was a shadow. Among
them was one who continued to resist quietly, resist, mentally…
~ * ~
A tall figure dressed in black stood atop a hill, which was
looking out onto the ocean. The waves crashed mercilessly and the sound of birds
could still be heard. The figure looked down at the waves, which reflected the
blue sky. Moments ago the world was declared war on, a silent war, one, which
he would have to fight, quietly side by side with old enemies. He glared at the
sky; it began to turn purple as dusk began to fade away, being replaced by the
darkness of the night.
A tear streamed down his cheek, he did not utter a word, he
knew what was to come, but he dared not speak of it. Many days were spent
fighting a lost battle. Fighting for the freedom to learn the crafts, which
were so willingly bestowed upon those who grew between others who had feared it
so long, and between those who had no gifts of any kind.
The sun had gone down finally.
“You can turn around, what’s the point of staring at the
ocean and wishing for another life, when the one you have is already so good?”
A young woman approached the dark figure, her long brown curls swayed with the
north wind. She smiled at the figure, which slowly turned around to face her.
“What’s the point of wishing when you know the wish will not
come true?” He stared at the woman, he slowly walked to her, and he extended
his arms to her and stroked her bare arms with his hands. “Perhaps some wishes
do come true though, don’t they?” He smiled and leaned over to kiss her, but
she turned away…
~Fic Update~
There will be a little delay with the next chapter, but it shouldn\'t be too long...
IMPORTANT
I\'m sorry to say, but for the moment until further notice A Dreary World will be delayed.
*Currently working on my first fan fic
*Ideas for next chapter are hard to find (Indeed I am suffering from writers block)
*Personal life currently very active
*And most of all work
DO not worry, this fan fic will be completed, just not right now.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the lovely J.K. Rowling, and the rest, which you may not recognise belongs to me.
Dedications: For all those who have loved, and not been loved in return.
~Author\'s Notes~
This is goto bto be a rather long saga, every so often I will add a chapter to this story. I hope you enjoy...This fic includes sexual tention, gore, violence and rape...enjoy
***Feedback wanted***
Chapter One: The beginning
“Though there are those who fall, there are those who resist
the plunge…”
Summer 2000
Though the sun still sank and rose every morning and every
dusk, it still felt as though there was something missing…
The beauty of it all seemed so distant, like the sunlight
wasn’t enough to warm the coolness of the planet and the people within it.
There were those who suffered from conflict and war amongst themselves. The
Dark Lord was rising in a time, a time where the world was most vulnerable.
Some had disappeared from all the confusion, they ran, they
hid, they became like the leaves of autumn. Breaking away from the trees and
fluttering away to some unknown destination. Among them was a shadow. Among
them was one who continued to resist quietly, resist, mentally…
~ * ~
A tall figure dressed in black stood atop a hill, which was
looking out onto the ocean. The waves crashed mercilessly and the sound of birds
could still be heard. The figure looked down at the waves, which reflected the
blue sky. Moments ago the world was declared war on, a silent war, one, which
he would have to fight, quietly side by side with old enemies. He glared at the
sky; it began to turn purple as dusk began to fade away, being replaced by the
darkness of the night.
A tear streamed down his cheek, he did not utter a word, he
knew what was to come, but he dared not speak of it. Many days were spent
fighting a lost battle. Fighting for the freedom to learn the crafts, which
were so willingly bestowed upon those who grew between others who had feared it
so long, and between those who had no gifts of any kind.
The sun had gone down finally.
“You can turn around, what’s the point of staring at the
ocean and wishing for another life, when the one you have is already so good?”
A young woman approached the dark figure, her long brown curls swayed with the
north wind. She smiled at the figure, which slowly turned around to face her.
“What’s the point of wishing when you know the wish will not
come true?” He stared at the woman, he slowly walked to her, and he extended
his arms to her and stroked her bare arms with his hands. “Perhaps some wishes
do come true though, don’t they?” He smiled and leaned over to kiss her, but
she turned away…
~Fic Update~
There will be a little delay with the next chapter, but it shouldn\'t be too long...