Post by enthron on Jul 29, 2009 2:31:03 GMT -5
Énth'ro entered the library, found 3 books he wanted, Transfiguration lvl5, Defensive Charms book 5, and Defending yourself from moderate to moderately strong curses and jinxes his sister had "gotten" a map of the library that if you asked for certain types of books it would highlight all of them, it was a lot like looking up a book in a virtual library when you only know the subject and not the name.
as he remembered this he took the books to the table farthest from other people and opened the first one. within only seconds and without even realizing how he got there he was back at his fathers house, with his step mom coming toward him, her wand raised. she had been yelling at him but until a few moments had past and she was much closer to him he heard nothing at all.
"YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS PEACE OF SHIT, WITH NO RESPECT FOR ANYONE! NO ONE! AN YOU WILL NEVER AMOUNT TO A FUCKING THING. YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU STUPID PEACE OF SHIT?!" where the first words he heard out of her mouth, by the time she finished she had her wand in his face, he knew what was next, he would feel like he had just been set on fire and have the added effect of the cruciatis(sp?) curse, and the bad part of it was that it was a spell his father had made for the prisoners and was not registered and so they could use it without fear. "Ivalecucian!
the silencing charm she had already put on him held every well, he would have been heard for blocks had it not been in place, every inch of his skin felt like it was melting, he looked at his had to see what it was, and than the pain moved inward and he started to flail around, unable to control his body, it was super dark magic, he though, and it was going to kill him. He was comforted by the thought, death would be a nice way to get away from it all...and then it stopped. the pain was still there, but it was quickly subsiding, he made himself look as though it hurt much more than it did and when she screamed for him to go to his room, he did, and then he closed his eyes and opened them again to see that he was no longer looking at a book, but that he had pushed everything away from him, he did a summoning spell to get them back where they belonged, and noticed he had ripped a few pages, he repaired them only seconds before the librarian came over to him, he was pretending to be reading the 17th page of the book when she came over to him, and looking at the area like something was horribly wrong the scampered away, he hoped to God that no one had seen him...he made a silent vow to never read the first page of that book ever again.
as he remembered this he took the books to the table farthest from other people and opened the first one. within only seconds and without even realizing how he got there he was back at his fathers house, with his step mom coming toward him, her wand raised. she had been yelling at him but until a few moments had past and she was much closer to him he heard nothing at all.
"YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WORTHLESS PEACE OF SHIT, WITH NO RESPECT FOR ANYONE! NO ONE! AN YOU WILL NEVER AMOUNT TO A FUCKING THING. YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU STUPID PEACE OF SHIT?!" where the first words he heard out of her mouth, by the time she finished she had her wand in his face, he knew what was next, he would feel like he had just been set on fire and have the added effect of the cruciatis(sp?) curse, and the bad part of it was that it was a spell his father had made for the prisoners and was not registered and so they could use it without fear. "Ivalecucian!
the silencing charm she had already put on him held every well, he would have been heard for blocks had it not been in place, every inch of his skin felt like it was melting, he looked at his had to see what it was, and than the pain moved inward and he started to flail around, unable to control his body, it was super dark magic, he though, and it was going to kill him. He was comforted by the thought, death would be a nice way to get away from it all...and then it stopped. the pain was still there, but it was quickly subsiding, he made himself look as though it hurt much more than it did and when she screamed for him to go to his room, he did, and then he closed his eyes and opened them again to see that he was no longer looking at a book, but that he had pushed everything away from him, he did a summoning spell to get them back where they belonged, and noticed he had ripped a few pages, he repaired them only seconds before the librarian came over to him, he was pretending to be reading the 17th page of the book when she came over to him, and looking at the area like something was horribly wrong the scampered away, he hoped to God that no one had seen him...he made a silent vow to never read the first page of that book ever again.