The Darkest Hour

[lordmouldywart]

The darkest Hour

By Peter  :-X...aka...LordMouldyWart...

EVIL IS GOOD

please no last names thank you...

Moderator emily

[Kiara Johnson]

Ok....

[Ginny Weasly]

so where's the story?

[brian]

I would like to read it before I get impatient. If you read book fife, you know how mad I can get when impatient.

[_Lavender_]

calm down Harry, don`t start jumping down anybodys throats.

[Ginny Weasly]

ya before we're forced to throw you in a cage upside down

[lordmouldywart]

lol..sorry guys...I've got writters block..lol

Chapter 1.
The dim light of a lamp post shone through the window of Harrys room, casting shadows from several obscure objects onto the walls. Harry woke, with a starttle, but was not sure why. There seemed to be a presence. A presence that Harry had not felt before. His scar did not burn, instead he could feel a persistant tingle running down his spine, then dissolving into his lower back. Harry had not moved a muscle. He did not reach out for his wand, which is resting precariously on his bed-side drawer. Instead he lay, bewildered by the thought that he was not alone.

[Kiara Johnson]

bump!  better not have to wait that long for more or I'll find ya and skin ya.  J/K  lol)

[lordmouldywart]

As quickly as the eerie sensation had come, it was gone. Harry lay in his bed, motionless, and very alert. What had just happened? What or Who had been in his room? Questions flooded Harrys mind, swirling around his head like fish in a bowl. After several minutes of self questioning, Harry rose from his bed, letting out a large yawn, in defiance of being awake, and gathered his drab, worn out clothes together. Today was going be yet another long, boring day at No. 4 Privett Drive, Little Whinging for the boy who lived.

[Kiara Johnson]

Bump!!

[lordmouldywart]

Harry had spent the whole day dodging Uncle Vernons glares, and Dudley taunts. He ahd not had time too ponder the strange 'intrusion' in his room. As the sun finally fadede into the blackness of night, Harry was reminded of his visitor, and a flood of thoughts poured into his head, racing and screaming through his mind. Who? What? Where? How?...The answers would have to wait, Harry concluded, untill Hedwig arrived home from the Weasleys. Harry had sent Hedwig to Rons three nights ago with a letter to the entire Weasley family, wishing them all a very safe and happy holiday. Bill had won some tickets to the Oceana Quiditch Finals, and Both Mr and Mrs Weasley had decided it would be a great 'gift' to give the whole family. And now that Percy was 'back' on speaking terms with his parents, it seemed like a very good idea, indeed.
Harry had instructed Hedwig to stay at the Weasleys untill they left, to make sure they went safely. Although the chance of Voldemort trieng anything was very slim, thanks to the resurrected Order of the Phoenix, Harry had learnt that Voldemort was not easily scared off. He also thought Hedwig could do with a break away from the Dursleys.

[Kiara Johnson]

 :)

[Ginny Weasly]

okay now keep going befor I do what kiara propsed!

[Kiara Johnson]

(I do believe I have rubed off on a few to many Gryffindors around here....lol)

[lordmouldywart]

OK, I have to finish it off now, because Ive got too much work on, and this is too much of a distraction! lol..here goes...

Harry could not sleep. He lay quietly, eyes wide open, darting around the room, waiting for something to happen. After a long struggle with his determined eyelids Harry fell fast asleep.
At that very moment a dark, sinister shadow hovered over his bed....A damp, earthen smell wafted through the room. The evil, twisted figure raised its scabby, grey hand, revealing a long, worn wand. From the gloomy intruders mouth came a garbbled sound, an incantation of sorts. "infernium imputallius, infernium irrabuccus..." A popping noise filled the air, mixed with sound of shrill sqawking and the russtle of wings.
A small, dark figure swooped into the room through the window, latching onto the assasins wand, clawwing at its hand, and ripping at its skin. Hedwig frantically pecked at harrys face, forcing the dark figure to back away from the bed.
Harry woke with a starttle, grabbing his wand, and in a single, almost unconcious effort, waved his wand and uttered "luminus".
The room suddenly shone with a bright, illuminated shine, revealing the intruder for its true identity.
"Kiara, what are you doing here?" excliamed the bewildered boy.
The End.

I know, I know, the ending sucks, but like i said, if I didnt finish it, I would'nt be able to eat..or log on..lmfao!!!