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 Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 2:44 pm
hiya fellas and lady-fellas! :3
I finally started writing again and decided to start BIG so from now on whenever I post a new chapter of my glee/Harry Potter crossover(yes you can slash HP with ANYTHING!) ill also post it up here. I just started writing it and it'll be awesome to get feedback from you guys as well as the people on FF.net!
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2011 2:48 pm
this story will be an eventual KurtxArtie story as well as some Puck-love for Harry,I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT AND STORY
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!", A scream ripped through a fifteen year old throat as a head of messy curly black hair shot up from his pillow, arms flailing as he attacked enemies he was still seeing past his clinched shut green eyes in pain and sorrow as his mind refused to let him think of anything but that night in the hall of mysteries.
The second worst night of Harry Potter's life since his start at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the first night where he had ever witnessed how fickle the world under the British Ministry of magic and Dumbledore truly was. For that night, it was the end of The Boy Who Lived and the beginning of The Boy Who Lived to Murder, despite nearly killing himself with the veil trying to save those whom cared for him the most, because they were the only people who ever truly cared for him.
Harry flopped back into bed, his eyes normally so vibrant and expressive were now clouded with only negative emotions, his current one sadness as he looked back on his night terror. Because of it he could no longer sleep more then two hours a night not to mention the times when his mark of fame had a flare up and his mind was shared with the experience of raping and murdering pretty much everything with a hole including times when the person carrying out such acts would whisper his name wanting-
A muffled groan into his pillow stopped that thought process as he tried to shake away the things happening in his mind,but this only brought him to why he was awake in the first place.
"Moony...Padfoot...", fresh tears sprang to life in those beautiful emerald eyes as he saw it all happen before his bleary eyes yet again. Bellatrix and Sirius had already been dueling when Harry stormed into the altar room where The Veil was placed,prophecy in hand safely. Remus had somehow taken a portkey off of a death eater before the attack after Harry had informed him of his nightmare and from there the two real remaining Marauders came straight to Harry after he had attained the prophecy contained in the glass orb.
The duel between Bella and Sirius seemed to turn into a full scale war between the two,firing every spell they knew at each other and some that were so dark they held no names anymore.
It wasn't until Bella saw Remus that there was a lull in the ceaseless spell fire, both seemed to freeze as the werewolf looked at his mate, she had stopped right as Sirius was about to make contact with the tattered cloth that had become infamous for it's use. Remus growled and charged,his feral side taking over him at the danger to his mate just as Bella sent out a familiar yellow blast of the Imperious Curse.
Moony stopped in his tracks while Sirius now charged at her to try and stop her from controlling Remus.
Harry froze, his feet refused to listen to him and his arm couldn't lift his wand!
His body refused to listen to him because with three simple words to Remus his chances at having a loving wizarding family were wrecked.
""Run to him..."Harry whimpered at Bellatrixs' command to Remus before the enslaved werewolf did just that. A bright smile on his face as he tackled his mate in a bruising hug, Sirius letting out a shocked gasp that cut off abruptly as the two flew through The Veil leaving not a speck of dust behind on the ruffling cloth.
Harry's memory chose to repress the next few moments after that had happened in his mind but after a time that came back to him too. Bellatrix had grabbed his wand from his limp hand and cast the Imperious on a recently arrived Hermione Granger and yelled for her to "Take a flying leap!" while pointing at the cloth.
While she did this the other members of the order and Harry's friends had arrived to see Hermione's leg fall through the rippling cloth in horror and the wand at Harry's feet.
"Why?Why wouldn't they listen!"Harry cried out in bed as if he were asleep and the nightmare had taken him again. Harry twitched in his bed,body wracked with sobs as he tried to reach for the calming drought or the dreamless sleep potions in his bedside drawer before he had a total breakdown.
He paused right as his teeth were about to rip loose the stopper on the large bottle before chucking it across the room.
He was starting school tomorrow, he couldn't take it without it affecting him later in class.
So for now The Boy Who Lived To Fear Life stood to get ready for his first day at William McKinley High School.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 3:19 am
CHAPTA 2 MUTHA HUMMELS! I am on a roll~ cool
Thank you to my first two reviewers! :'D I hope I can write this story adequatley on my own but I am also looking for a proofer on Gaia so if you are interested drop me a review!Also,on a side note this will be a broken heart fic about dealing with teenage emotions as I experienced them in a simillar experience(despite the being accused of murder part...I was only a person of interest I swear ...STOP STARING I DIDN'T MEAN TO HIT HIM WITH A SHOVEL THIRTY TIMES!) uh...right...On with the story! . PLEASE REVIEW I WILL SEX YOU UP!
First Day First Impressions
Harry was shaking as he tried to get through his early morning after the nightmare that had been unceasingly keeping him awake for the past few months. It never failed to bring him to shaking for at least an hour but it was much worse then the screams that kept him from talking for four days the first time he had it.Progress is progress,Harry thought wryly as he slipped two drops of calming drought into his coffee pot to at least keep the sharpest edge off before starting the brew and going to take a water was burning hot as the boy turned off all cold water,his pale skin burning tomato red as he tried to scald the memories of the night off of him,arms crossed protectively over his chest.
He refused to admit that any of the liquid on his face were new tears,even to himself.
After toweling off quickly he managed to drag himself down the hall again to grab his first cup of what would be three of coffee this morning,taking big gulps as he looked house he had managed to snag himself was barely more then a gussied-up shack on the edge of town. The previous owners were a familly of squibs who had been robbed earlier in the year and had since then left Lima for greener pastures. For Harry it was his best shot at a place cheap enough were the missing funds from his Gringotts vault wouldn't be immediately noticed by was still kind of shocked that the goblins had been so understanding of his need to escape!
"May I help you Mr.-"The gaunt faced goblin,his gold name tag proclaiming him as Jagtooth sneered as he waited for the wide-eyed boy to speak."Um,Potter.I need to speak with your branch head please,Tell him it's a matter of urgency?"He asked hopefully as he tried to flash the unimpressed goblin a friendly only nodded and motioned to a waiting bank worker in the corner when he saw several members of the Auror corp. stationed outside as if waiting for their only early morning customer to come out of the goblin nation so they may pounce.
Since that day Harry had been given a muggle identity so iron tight not even the unspeakables could find it out unless the broke the goblin nation's treaty and brought one of them in for new name was James Evans, his parents would be so proud, and his accounts from the Black and Lupin vaults had been changed to Muggle currency in a new account for his use only matter he had not managed to settle in Gringotts was the Potter accounts, Dumbledore had usurped his little play thing savior completely and seized half the funds of his vaults,making it so Harry could only lock up the current money inside instead of receiving and giving the order enough funding for a long long time.
Harry was so lost in his old life's problems he nearly missed his phone ringing down the hall signalling he only had twenty minutes before school raven head dashed down the hall, towel flying off as he quickly grabbed up some clothing from his closet for the had actually managed to be careless two weeks or so after finding his house in Lima,ritually burning Dudley's cast offs before making his way to the met a nice boy there named Kurt who had seen his confusion at shopping for clothes alone and the apparent fashionista grabbed the stunned shorter boy and started to drag him away from quote: clothing so offensive it probably turned Ru Paul into a drag queen.
two hours and multiple fashion insults later Harry was sporting a new look,less nerdy,thin rectangular silver glasses that sat just right on his nose,and a hairstyle that Kurt said reminded him of chuckled at the thought,his first honest happy emotion of the day as he thought about Kurt and his forced makeover as he pulled on a tight fitting dark blue T-shirt that hugged his light six pack, and a pair of baggy black jeans that had a chain wallet attached and a skull running along the back of his right was followed by a pair of black Chuck Taylors with more skulls on them,fresh out of the box for the first time and mind was still a bit shaky after his coffee but at least the shaking wasn't physical anymore,which would have to be good enough for now.
Harry shrugged on his white leather riding jacket and smiled again, it was the first thing he had actually purchased just for had bought it because Sirius told him when he was cleared of his charges that he would take him up on his flying motorcycle.A pang of sadness ran through him at the thought that he and his godfather couldn't ride together anymore,the bike was his exclusively now,and the side car would only collect dust waiting for him to sit in it and Sirius to take his rightful place as the whipped away the tears starting to form,his tear ducts didn't need another workout dammit!
He left the main house to the garage after one more cup of coffee and a slice of dry toast,slamming the door open with how hard he threw the sheet metal door up before locking his front door and grabbing his backpack from the corner and putting it in the motorcycle's side never bothered with a helmet anymore because Sirius never needed one and Hagrid's head was always too big for one Harry never bought one for himself either,the only things he wor on his head now was cover up on his scar and the glasses on his thought in mind he checked for the wand in the other side bag and felt it's warmth of recognition and familiarity before placing the lock back in place on the bag and started up the sputtering motorcycle.
The drive to McKinley was an easy one so early in the morning and he was grateful for that when he showed up to the situation in the parking eyes were on him,a familiar feeling of awkwardness at this point but he shook it off as the newest student in school killed his bike's engine and grabbed his bag before stomping over to where he saw a familiar face in what looked like a cold accepting expression on his didn't hear much before Kurt said simply,"you will all work for me one day."Before he was manhandled by two members of the football team and carelessly tossed into the dumpster.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing?"Harry snapped as he shoved his way through the ring of jocks to help Kurt out of the dumpster before glaring his fierce green eyes at one of the still laughing all shut up as soon as Harry pulled a little magic into his eyes to make them glow sinisterly and almost boy who was now looking a bit stunned was sporting a short mohawk,his height and build a good deal more impressive then Harry's and he seemed to be almost amused that the new kid was standing up to him to defend Kurt."Do you have any idea how stupid you all are?What if there had been broken glass in there?Tell me,do you even think before you decide to drop a kid into a germ pit were there might be a serious chance of injuring him?"This just made the mohawk-boy look sheepish and if Harry didn't know any better,ashamed.
"James!James it's okay, I learned these neanderthals were idiots before they ever canned me,so I make sure to check the day before now just in case!It's alright!"Kurt tried to explain but this only made Harry growl."They've done this before?And no one's bothered to help you?That just means this will be the last time it happens,RIGHT?"He yelled as he wrapped an arm around Kurt protectively making it so they were both glaring at the only seemed to draw a smirk from the mohawked-boy and a nod of ascent from two members of the bullies before they walked other jocks,however,took Harry's arm around Kurt as a challenge."Check it out!A f** defendin' a f**!That means we get to have twice the fun!"A large boy laughed,his height matched only by his dark skinned Jock,his jacket having the name 'AZIMIO' on it,grabbed Harry and shoved him off of Kurt,making the wizard slam into the dumpster."James!"Kurt gasped before Mohawk-boy and Azimio grabbed the Reeling boy and heave-hoeing him into the dumpster."Later newbie-f**!"Azimio yelled as the two of them laughed again before they left leaving Kurt to help him out of the trash.
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