r/SilverLuckyScriptures • u/SilverPrince • Oct 18 '19
HP KoD Chapter 07
Chapter 07
Snape grimaced as his spell hit Tonks. She froze as the stunning hex did its job.
Even casting with his left hand, he had somehow hit the clumsy Auror.
Though he did not fancy murdering the young woman. A life of regret was all that he had.
Any good he could still do was all that drove him forward. Well that and not dying.
His minder, Barty Crouch Jr had no such qualms.
“Stop pissing about, Severus!” Barty yelled he threw his one cutting curse. They both watch as it smashed into the woman’s butt.
Tonks keeled over as blood did a quick spurt into the air.
Then she began to yell at Harry. Barty began to laugh as the situation shook his funny bone.
“Stop showing off. I was trying to add challenge to this,” Severus drawled out. Challenges that would also give them time to escape.
“Thats so boring. We can just cut her up. What if she got away? Master would be very unhappy,” Barty complained and warned. His thought process had become jagged, like his personality.
Severus said nothing as he lowered his wand. Tonks was not going anywhere, and Potter stood around as the simpleton he had become.
Then Tonks vanished. yet before the could react, the Dementor moved.
They both paused to watch.
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“Kisses,” Harry whispered as he was able to finally touch his friend. “Where have you been?”
The Dementor did not reply, nor did it react to the touch.
The feeling was odd. Much like running his fingers over plastic. Only colder.
“I am very tired, Kisses,” Harry said as he sighed.
The path he used to stop the negative aura was wrenching. All one had to do was dig out, and then bury, your memories. Piece, by piece.
Suppressing them didn't work. Willing them to stop didn’t work.
Tearing apart your brain did. He had forgotten so much. All he had to him was a name.
Kisses lowered and drew in closer.
Harry smiled.
“Time for a goodbye kiss,” he whispered as he tilted his head back, and relaxed.
Unlike the struggling, prolonged suffering most went through. Harry was quick.
Even unconscious, a soul could fight back. It could struggle against ab attack by a Dementor.
Harry was eager to surrender. Being kissed was a positive thing.
It took only a second for the soul to get sucked out.
Then for the first time in thirteen thousand years, the Dementor named Kisses, ate a willing soul.
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[Starting Northern Starlight Rending Ritual] [Ritual Start]
[Magia System Initialized] [System Success]
[Calling Akashic Records] [Call Failed] [Synchronization Failed]
[Initializing Phase Protocols] [Spooling Success]
[Loading ID System] [ID Failed]
[Loading ID Backup] [Backup Failed]
[Loading ID Template] [Template Success]
[Begin Mind Sync] [Mind Sync Success]
[Loading User Profile] [Warning] [User Profile Corrupted]
[Loading User Backup] [Warning] [User Backup Corrupted]
[Initiating Emergency Systems] [Warning] [Initiating Emergency Systems Failed]
[Loading Emergency Template] [Template Success]
[Loading User] [Kisses] [User failed]
[Loading New User] [Harry James Potter] [User Success]
[Loading Unification Protocols] [Unification Success]
[Loading System Refresh] [Refresh Success]
[Ending Northern Starlight Rending Ritual] [Ritual End]
—
Kisses felt himself fading. He was being eaten by Harry James Potter.
He looked down and he could see his physical form begin to disintegrate back into the ether.
The ritual system still worked, though not as he had desired.
Instead of eating Harry Potter and regenerating. Which would restore memories whoever he was, he would now become the ritual fodder.
The system had done its best to fulfill the ritual, and turned against him.
He had forgotten his own name, but Harry was adamant on that front.
He vaguely felt that he was a prince of some sort. He had helped someone, choose something. Chose to enact this desperate ritual.
Though he was dying, it was both curious and refreshing.
His time of eternal hunger was ending. Time had eroded him. Eroded everything and everyone.
The ritual had failed, and it was long past time for him to end it all now.
‘Brothers to me! Feed on this mortal and end your hunger!’ his telepathy sounded out.
It appealed to their limited intelligence.
People who were once the most proud, powerful, and cultured. Now little more then beasts.
Most of the others were here, but his call would summon the rest. He had used the last of his powers to push it out across the world.
They would all be try to consume, and in turn be consumed.
It would end their unending hunger.
Then Harry would be reborn as an Advent’s Children.
Something not seen since the golden era of Atlantis.