Chp 45: Dreams

It was three weeks into summer and the 'days' were going by leisurely, Adam had exchanged some letters with Morag and gotten knee deep into testing out some of the elemental transfiguration and conguration spells that Minerva had given him, though fire manipulation still seemed to be something largely beyond him. A fact that Calcifer took great pleasure in reminding him of.

The nights on the other hand weren't ... leisurely.

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The night before

Adam tossed and turned in his bed as dark smudges were brought into focus, revealing innumerable black crystalline spires crisscrossing the space above him; a cursed geometry puzzle breaking physics and any concept of gravity. Howls of pain resounded like the calls of banshees, a violent symphony it's melody the wail of a baby crushed in a vice to the empty cry of a man watching his wife draw her last breath. A tau water cast bellowed deeply providing the baseline as its face was peeled open through its nasal cavity by a depraved spiked imitation of a speculum to the cackling tune nearby laughter.

Adam watched scene after scene of suffering made manifest, a slideshow he couldn't turn off. Every night it continued, longer and longer, more visceral cruel as lithe shadowed figures reveled in pain, passion and violence. It had gone on long enough and Adam had had enough.

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"Arrrgggghhhh" screamed Adam as he woke up sweating 'these sick fuckers'. Turning over he saw a thin Sunbeam crossing the dark room through the narrow window.

"Adam ... you okay in there" called Sirius from the other side of the door.

'No Sirius, my dreams are murder, torture time'.

" ... Yeah, don't worry ... I just had a bad dream, I'll be up in a few minutes".

"We'll get your act together, let's have some breakfast then I want you to show me some of what you learnt this year at Hogwarts you've chilled long enough".

"Aye, aye Capitan".

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After breakfast Adam and Sirius headed over to down 12 Grimmauld Place to use the basement training room, which Sirius had repainted in a garish red, perhaps for the sole purpose of pissing off his mother or alternatively to save in cleaning costs.

Both of them were stood 10 ft apart still, wand pointed at one another.

"No warp fuckery" smirked Sirius twirling his wand.

"No promises".

Reducto

'Yowza'.

Protego

Adams shield shattered as the spell struck it, rolling to the side as he let off an overpowered lumos to reposition himself.

Seconds later coloured spells spat out of Sirius's wand as he cast blindly. Forcing Adam to repeatedly roll as spells impacted the wall behind him, splashing sparks turning the room into a colourful carnival.

'Aaaaaaahhhh'.

As Sirius's machine gun like spell fire crossed over Adam, his wand whipped out transfiguring some of the stone into needles before banishing them at Sirius.

"Argh godamn that hurts like a motherfucker, you cheeky little shit!" shout-winced Sirius as four needles peppered his lower back causing his torso to oscillate backwards and forwards as his body reacted to the sudden unexpected pinpricks.

"Serves you right old man".

"Old man, I'll show you an old man Slugulus Eructo " cast Sirius.

Adam caught the spell square in the chest as he stumbled to his feet.

Adam pulled his wand up before retching aggressively, "URggh".

'What is this witchcraft' thought Adam as his stomach rearranged itself and something slimy pushed it's way up his esophagus, a slimy slug slipping out of his mouth a second later and slapping sloppily onto the ground.

'eeeeewwwwwwww gross', thought Adam panicking as he pushed out a spell between two slugs flopping out of his mouth.

Glacifors

Adam cast the ice cube making jinx summoning a mine field directly in front of Sirius who was striding towards him wand raised... who promptly slipped going ass over tit as the grounds friction setting dropped to zero.

Sirius hit the ground hard, faceplanting.

"Oooofff ... Ow".

Adam started laughing before retching again as another slug popped out causing the still groaning Sirius to start chuckling between pained gasps for air.

"We'll call it a draw".

"Aye ... Urrrgghh (slug) it's a draw ... help".

Finite Incantum

"Damn Sirius I'm only a firstie".

Sirius staggered to his feet helping Adam up, before patting him on the back, "shouldn't have fired needles at me then, mess around with the bull you get the horns".

"Godamn I'm hungry, it wasn't a long one but I'm sweating" continued Sirius wiping his brow "Lunch".

"Yea-rhhh ... sure"

Sirius grabbed Adams arm before appearing seconds later in the vicinity of Leicester square.