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Life and Death

Started by goblet_fulla_fire, June 24, 2005, 12:39:08 PM

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goblet_fulla_fire

(It would help you understand the story better if you read Goblet's history)
Goblet's Bio History: Nearly all of his family is killed except for Goblet and his parents. Brother is unknown. Goblet barely killed the death eater that killed nearly all of his family in self defense when the death eater came to kill him at his current age of 14. Goblet discovered his powers a month before he killed the death eater. Since death eaters are expected to come for his family, Goblet and his living parents are separated so if the death eaters come for his parents, he won't die with them. And sadly, vice versa.

       Goblet was at his house in the country, alone as always. He was back at his house for the holidays, though he didn't know why he didn't just stay at Hogwarts, or even go to his parents house. He found his owl Hermes (not Weasly Hermes) at his window and opened the expected letter from his parents. What his parents wrote was the same thing as always,"I'm sorry that you had to go away, but it was for the best. If something happened to you, nobody would know."      
            Goblet went down to his basement which he cleaned and organized everything that was there during the first two months he was at his new home. Goblet liked being down in the basement. It made him feel secure. Though there was one problem with the basement: About once every few months, somebody would end up there by accedent when they travel by portkey. People who end up there often yell at Goblet for thier mistake feeling it is best to put the blame on somebody. Goblet was finishing up his reply to his parents' letter, telling them that he will be all right. Then he closed up the letter, went outside to give the letter to his owl Hermes who was on a post drinking water. He noticed that it will be dark soon, but then he heard angry yelling...

This is my first fan fiction to write so if you give reviews, be honest. I swear I won't hold anything against you if you say anything negative. This isn't an RP.

LavyBrown

very well writen for your first story. Make shere that we know your history and why things happen to( people don't always read the bio's) and also let people know if they can just interupt your story by adding themselves into it. It's ok if you want this to be a story about you and only you can write it.
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

goblet_fulla_fire


goblet_fulla_fire

               Goblet looked up to find dozens of people riding brooms coming straight toward his house. Then what he saw next made his head turn ice cold: The Dark Mark. Goblet took a few steps back, then he saw green light coming from quite a few people on the brooms. Avada Kadarvra, the killing curse. Goblet knew this curse too well, as it is what killed  nearly his entire family, even Goblet performed it on the wizard that killed his entire family when he was inches away from being killed.
                Goblet dove to the side, the spell missing him from inches and the spell shattered a window. Goblet got into the house just as the death eaters just landed thier brooms. He ran through the house, not knowing where he was going, just trying to get away from those...people. Then he heard a door burst open. "D*** it!" yelled Goblet in anger. Loads of killing spells were soaring through the house. Goblet didn't know when to turn. "The basement," he thought. Goblet turned left and right, hoping his steps would lead him to the right place. "Downstairs!" thought Goblet. He was nearly there. Then a death eater appeared in front of him. "Avada-" the death eater started, but he was too slow. Goblet smashed him against a wall and then he thanked God that he was tall.
Goblet then jumped down the stairs and closed the door to the basement. He pointed his wand at the doorknob"Zemial!"
              "The kid went in the basement! Alohoamora! D***! Doesn't work!" said somebody outside the basement. "We are going to have to break this door down." said another voice. Goblet grinned. But that went away just as soon he remembered where he was. "S***!" yelled Goblet. The door was banging loudly. Judging by the spell he just used, the door shouldn't open for about 15, 20 minutes. There wasn't a window in sight to get out of. He went to a wall and slid down on it, hands on his face and he was starting to face the facts. He was going to die. He can't take all those death eaters. Then he saw somebody appear out of nowhere, which couldn't be at a worse time.

LavyBrown

Quote from: goblet_fulla_fire on June 25, 2005, 12:40:50 AM
Uh yeah sure.

yep. See most of the times the storys with Harry, Ron, Hermione, ect. are written by one person and the ones with use in them are written by mulitp people and also some people just don't really like having to read anther topic to understand what thier readign right then
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

LavyBrown

I'm on the egde of my chair now keep going your doing outstaning
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

goblet_fulla_fire

           A girl appeared out of nowhere. Goblet knew why this happened. She took a portkey and wound up here on accendent. "What? Where am I? Where is sis? Hey you, where is sis?" questioned the girl. Goblet didn't do or say anything. If he knew the death eaters, they would come and kill her too. "Who is banging on the door? I'll get it!"said the girl. She was a few inches from the door when..."No!" yelled Goblet. "Why? They just want to get in. Wh-" "They are going to kill you,"interupted Goblet. "Funny."said the girl. "I would wish you would stop joking. Seeing as this isn't a very funny joke. They just want in, that's all." "GOD D***IT THAT"S NOT ALL! BECAUSE IF THEY GET IN HERE THAT WILL BE ALL! ALL THIS B******* IN LIFE YOU ENJOY THAT YOU THINK IS SO IMPORTANT, WELL YOU CAN JUST KISS ALL THAT GOODBYE!" Goblet ws standing up now. The girl was staring at him wide eyed. "There are death eaters outside that door. Turn the doorknob, and say goodbye."
         "So, this isn't a joke?" asked the girl, quivering in her voice. Goblet just stared at the girl in anger. Anger that most of his family is dead, anger for feeling respsonsible for this girls death, anger...at those death eaters. "But the portkey-" started the girl but Goblet cut her off,"The portkey messed up. That is probably why you can't find your 'sis'." The girl walked around with a shocked expression on her face. She went up to a barrel and sat on it, hands in her face. "What's your name?" asked Goblet sympathetically. "Karen," she muffled. "Goblet," he replied. She didn't even ask why he had a wierd name. Goblet looked at his watch. Ten more minutes.

LavyBrown

your really good keep going  8)
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

goblet_fulla_fire

          Karen got her hands out of her face. "I have got to pull myself together.  Don't panic. Plan it." Goblet stared at Karen in disbelief. "Plan?" said Goblet. "Plan?" he repeated. "The plan is-" Goblet grabbed Karen's collers "We are go-ing to-die. You would know that already if you know what a death eater is!" Karen feebelly shoved Goblet. "So what?! I don't care what we think of but we better think of something." "Think of what!? We're f*****!" yelled Goblet. Karen responded,"WELL WE BETTER DO SOMETHING BECAUSE I DON"T WANT TO DIE RIGHT NOW!"
             Goblet heard a loud bang. A medium sized piece of the door was blown off. A hand stuck out of the hole and was reaching for the doorknob. Goblet, instead of using his wand, he picked up a rusty but sharp steak knife that was lying on top of some crates. "This one," Goblet whispered, "is for my sister." Goblet jammed the knife squarely in the hand. Blood popped out and the death eater was screaming in pain. Goblet took the knife back before the other death eater could take the knife out and use it  for his own somehow.
             Karen stared at the blood on the knife "You're heartless. Evil." Goblet walked to go sit down, still eyeing the spot where he stabbed the death eater's hand. Goblet looked down at his watch. Karen was right. He was. He killed a man using an illegal curse. "It was self defense," he told himself. "But you wanted to kill him, you wanted it to be slow and painful. "SHUT UP!!!" Karen jumped, "I d-didn't say anything." Goblet didn't respond.
         Goblet had to think of a plan. Do something, because time was wearing thin with only 5 minutes to go.

LavyBrown

 ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D  KEEP GOING  ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

_Lavender_

I am liking.. please continue
A new age. | A New definition. | A new life.
Hi. My name is •Lavender•

goblet_fulla_fire

               Five minutes. That thought has been stuck in his mind. He looked down. Now it was four. Goblet started sqeezing his hands so hard that he accedentally cut himself on the knife. Three minutes. Time was moving alful fast. "Go hide,' instructed Goblet. "Wha-" "Just do it, Karen. Karen did took a few moments to figure out where to hide. Then she hid behind a piller with some crates next to it. Goblet raced near the door, crouching next to it, trying to figure out what to do next. Suddenly the door bursted open.
         "Avada Kadarvra!" yelled the death eater, the green light going towards...no. Goblet charged the death eater without thinking. Goblet forgot that he had a knife in his hand and accedentally sunk it in the death eater's thigh. Goblet and the death eater were both on the floor now. And Goblet knew that if he didn't do something quickly, the other death eaters are going to catch him off guard and kill him too.
             Goblet immediately got behind the death eater on the floor had one arm choking the death eater slighty and the other with his wand out pointed straight towards the badly broken door. Using the death eater as a shield, Goblet was ready to say the words he wished upon every single death eater that ever lived. But nobody else came though the door.
            Five minutes pasted, still nobody went through. Goblet looked to his left, seeing the barely visible body of Karen, with a crate over her body, an anger went through Goblet he felt only once before, the first time he took a life.

LavyBrown

how long have you known her? but anyway keep going keepn going
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age

goblet_fulla_fire

Not very long. Goblet feels hate because he feels responsible for her.

LavyBrown

oh...........that makes since  ;)
Don't do it behind the garden gate, love is blind but the neighbours ain't!
Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters.
Whoever said nothing's impossible never tried to slam a revolving door.
I must confess, I was born at a very early age