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The Elder Wands Power!

Started by fudge0604, January 10, 2008, 02:41:29 AM

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fudge0604

Prologue!:

Chad were walking in his room at the top of the prison. Walking in circles, were nearly everything he did.
His bed were as thin as possible. Just two inches, and it were lying on the floor.
He had a candle light on a night desk right of the left of the bed.
The room was very small, and it were half dark there.
But back to Chad.

Chad had been angry. Very angry. For 2 months ago he got beaten by a kid.
A filthy half blood kid. Eleven years old. And he, were 20!
But he knew why that kid had done it.
It had been pure luck that the laws of elemental magic,
should just go and help a little boy a bit.
But Chad had swore revenge. A revenge so strong.
He was gonna be the most powerful wizard in the world,
and that little boy would die in his struggle for power.

Chad stopped walking.

But... Did he care? No his mind told him several times.
But the soft part of him ( Indeed it was VERY small! ) told him that why,
Should a 11 year old boy die in his struggle for power?

Chad were shameful of that thought.
His grandfather would never have thought it.

Back to planning this whole thing. Chad thought to himself to get his thoughts, concentrated
on planning.

After an hour he laid hiself down on his bed. Then he thought evilly too himself:

Soon is the whole world mine!


Post Potter depression.

fudge0604



Post Potter depression.

Ginny Weasly

I did read it, I'm sorry. I actually thought I posted.

I like it. Bump.
My motivation
An oath I've sworn to defend


My dedication
To all that I've sworn to protect
I carry out my orders
With not a regret

fudge0604

Okay. I also have that feeling sometimes.... But when I check I haven't posted. It's so annoying.



The next part will come today or tomorrow I think...


Post Potter depression.

fudge0604

(Hello! I have been sick and not able to write another part. Here you have it!))

Part one: A mysterious dream.

Chad woke up. He looked around himself. Same old prison, same old room.
He had dreamed of that little boy. That had been his dream lately.
He saw the kid. Then the elder wand came into the dream. Then the elder wand got into the boy, right in his heart.
Then he had seen the boy shooting ice out from his hands. Massive ice. Attacking Chad.
Always the same dream.

But he had got it. He knew why the boy had done it. His power wasn't his own power... The elemental powers of course.
He was going to get that power. And make it his own power. And the little boy would die.
Bad for him... Chad thought to himself, and fell asleep

(( It isen't much, I know that but i don't have the focus to do more now...))


Post Potter depression.

fudge0604

#5
Part two: The missing prisoner!

Albus was sitting in the great hall having breakfast. Through the windows the sun shined in making the hall very light today. The great hall were full of students, also having their morning meal.
Nearly everyone talked to someone so, it was very loud inside. Albus was having some cornflakes with milk and jam on. He was tired and his right hand was stuck on his right cheek, a prank some older kids had done with him. Glued it right in his face.

He ate half of the bowl, then not wanting anymore. He leaned backwards, and tryed to see someone to talk with, so that time could go on, and his classes would start. No one that he wanted to speak with...

Some older boys, came towards him, pointed at him and laughed. ~So it was THEY that glued my hand!~ Albus thought to himself angrily. He looked at them angrily and he fought desperately with himself, not to freeze them or something like that. The boys just walked past him, laughing and ignoring him now. He tryed to send a frost wave after them, but without his right arm, it wasn't so easy.
Just a little ball of non-material ice floated in front of his eyes, and then vanished.

The boys laughed at his trying and then walked away. As they walked out of the great hall, Albus saw Jessie coming running towards him, having the daily prophet in her hand.
She looked a bit stressed and she had a strange face. The one she had when he had awakened from his slumber, after his fight with Chad. She approached him and said:

" Albus! Come here and see! Look here! In the paper!" She said fast and sat down right next to him.
She opened the prophet and started to read:

Breakout from prison! There has been a breakout from the prison Grindelwald made for his enemy's, in his time. The one that escaped from the prison was his own grandchild, Chad Grindelwald.
Wednesday evening he had found a way out from his cell, and then ran away. The ministry are now on the case solving it. They don't know what he will do, but they have gotten a tip from a guardian of the prison. The ministry didn't want to go more in details and sent me away, not having more to tell.
There is a rumor coming from a ministry worker that he will go after Albus Severus Potter, the son of Harry Potter. Some says that Chad have some unsolved business with Albus.
Jessie stopped reading and said:

" What is going to happen now? " A bit afraid.

" I don't really know...." Albus replyed. Now he was worried. He knew that Chad would come after him.
He was getting a little pain in the stomach as his mind wondered what would happen to him.

Some tears swallowed up in his eyes. He got up from his bench and said: " I'm... I'm going to.. to.. be killed...." With a sad voice. He started to run against his dorm wanting to be alone. Tears started to come down his cheeks, and people looked at him while he ran out and headed for his dorm.
Jessie quickly got up and followed him, running after wanting to make this situation better for him.

((It has been a long time since the last post, but I didn't know exactly what to write, and I didn't get so good response on this... You don't want to write a fan fic when its nearly just you who looks through it...))


Post Potter depression.

_-Aaron-_

BUMP!! this is really good Albus keep writing

KeKe p

Wow you are great I mean wow BUMP BUMP wright more please.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fudge0604

Continuing of part two:

Albus ran up every stairs with Jessie right behind him. Tears were welling up in his eyes, and he couldn't see properly because of all that water in his eyes. Soon he was by the picture of the fat lady.
He quickly mumbled the password and the second after she had opened up, he grabbed the pictures frame and opened it more quickly. The fat lady screamed of suprise and started to yell at him.
The halls were empty so no one but Albus and Jessie saw this. Jessie was now starting to get tired.
In the second floor, she had thrown the paper away, as it just bothered her.
When Albus opened the common rooms entrance Jessie had just ran around the corner. “ Wait Albus!” She shouted. When Albus entered the common room, Jessie was by the picture by the fat lady, apologising quickly:” Sorry…”
As she came inside the common room and closed the entrance.
She saw Albus running up the boy dorm and then into the first door, his room.
Jessie ran across the common room and up the stairs. After five trips she was by Albus room. She tried to open it, but it was locked. “ Albus!” She said loudly and started to bang the door. Those who was in the common room looked at Jessie in a weird way. Jessie noticed that and said “ Just a little problem… Please go away”.

When Jessie started to bang the door Albus shouted to her: “Go away! I wanna be alone!” sad. Albus face was now covered with tears, and as he cryed he shivered a bit.


Thanks for the comments. Hope you enjoyed this. the continuing will soon come.


Post Potter depression.

fudge0604

Albus was laying in his bad, in the top of the Gryffindor tower. All of the walls were covered with a thick layer of ice, and banners of the Gryffindor lion and pictures of famous quidditch players, posing.
Ice taps was hanging from the roof, giving Albus a feeling of being home and safe.
It was the day after he had heard about Chad. He had skipped classes because he didn't want to go.
The sun was in the middle of the sky, pointing out for everyone that it was about noon.

It was ice cold in his room, and stifling hot outside. Jessie had been sitting outside his room for hours, giving up in a while. He hadn't heard from her since then, and he didn't want to be the one that started the communication, stubborn as he was.

Suddenly, it felt like a knife was struck right into mind. By reflex, he waved his hands, and ice daggers, flied out from all around him. He started to twitch because of the pain. His scream was heard over nearly the whole school. Then, a force took over him. He was controlling his own mind, but not his body. Then, a weird feeling came over him. It was like there was someone other in his mind, forcing him to walk out, and down the stairs. Albus paniced and started to scream,” HELP! HEL….” His mouth shut, and no sound came out.


Post Potter depression.

fudge0604

C'mon! Make some comments! It's really boring to have a story in your head, and then when you write it down, no one makes comments!!!! I have the whole story in my head now, but I don't really want to continue putting time and effort into this if no one reads, or comments it!


Post Potter depression.

_-Aaron-_

You should finish the story its really good

fudge0604

I'n now working my butt of! I've scrapped nearly the rest of the story, now only the fine tuning is thing that is left to be done!

I hope you will read it when it comes! AND REMEMBER! Give me a comment on it! Whether you like it or not.
I don't really care if someone says that they don't like it. And be honest with me! Then I'll get even better.


Post Potter depression.

I loves YOUz

I wanna get back into this site..
My writing has gone way done hill since I left
and well I miss everybody!

KeKe p