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My Queen
Zelda’s lullaby playing at the end of botw oh I’m ill
Twilight lullaby
This is my participation for @drarrymicrofic "Lullaby" prompt. Hope you'll like it 🥰
Wc : 1080
The mission went wrong and Harry knew it the moment he woke up in the middle of nowhere. He didn't know how he could have been in a forest, and the night time didn't help him to see something recognizable. He tried to get up but something also went wrong.
The last thing he could remember was the bright light of the curse. Ron had told Harry to be careful but this time he didn't listen and went into the hideout. Harry huffed and started to walk around the trees, he had to go home. He had to tell Draco he's alive. He had to..
How can I tell him it's me?
Harry growled in frustration, his tail whipping the ground angrily. He started to run until dawn. He was tired and hungry. His magic wasn't working, even the wandless spell didn't work. Harry kept walking even though his paws hurtings and his body was sore and tireless. But he couldn't sleep. He didn't even try to. Harry couldn't sleep alone. Not in 5 years. Not since the war.
Hermione was so desperate by his sleepiness that she asked for the best healer she knew and of course, it had to be Malfoy. Harry wasn't up to giving his sleeping problems to the git but after many attempts, Malfoy found the miracle cure. Music. Not simple music. Draco's music.
After that day, Harry went to Draco's cabinet to sleep, and then they bonded. Only after a month did they move in together. Now, it was the first day he wasn't home. The first day he was alone. Without Draco.
Without thinking he started to howl the song. Their songs. And with that, a bright golden ghosty wolf appeared in front of Harry. At first he thought he turned mad. Or was too tired that he could see things. But it wasn't the case because the wolf started walking and then stopped, making sure Harry was following him.
After four day Harry finally arrived around the cottage.
Home.
The ghost wolf bowed a single time before disappearing in the twilight sky. How he managed to know where Harry lived was a mystery but the ex-Gryffindor was thankful.
When he approached the house there were no lights. The environment didn't feel safe. The shadows were more dark, the house looked so big and the twilight colour didn't feel like a blessing but more like a curse. Harry turned around the house to find a way to enter but no opened door or windows. Like if he could enter through a window with this body anyway. This time he could look at himself through the reflection in one of the windows.
A big black wolf, with a light mark on his forehead. It was a lighting scar.
This will follow me in every form.
Harry huffed again and decided to wait in the garden. His eyes started to sting and his paws were bloody by the night and day of the walk. Like a good wolf, he started to lick the wounds then did his bath by licking his fur. It was like he had always meant to be a wolf, it felt so natural to do that. Maybe his animagus form would be a wolf. Something like Sirius animagus. Or Remus' curse.
I have almost all marauders traits now.
Harry's tail whipped happily. That's what he thought until he heard the knowing sound of someone aparating.
Draco!
Harry got up and started to go to the front door. The ex-Slytherin was there. Harry thought it was his chance and barked instinctively, like a dog welcoming his master.
But the effect wasn't what Harry wanted. Draco turned around, his face distorted by surprise, fear and anger.
"What the fuck?" Said Draco, branding his wand to Harry. "Get out of here you stupid beast !"
Harry jumped on his side to dodge a spell. Never in his life he thought Draco could possibly hurt an animal.
Well, he almost had Buckhead killed.
Remembering Harry. But even now that Draco was a healer, he never meant harm to anyone. No one in years.
What did happened?
And then he saw. The eyes. Red and teary eyes.
"Oh Draco, Darling. I'm here!" But all Harry did was barking.
Draco jumped again, threw another spell before getting inside his house and locked the door. Harry tried to follow but a Protego Totallum made him back away.
Harry whined. All he wanted was to take his lover in his paws and tell him he was there. He was there.
"I'm here Darling!" Bark Harry. But nothing changed.
The night came quickly and now Harry didn't know what to do. He was home but his lover didn't even look at him, the doors were closed and he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep again.
Maybe he'll set up the lullaby tonight.
Hoped Harry but at a certain moment, all the light went off. Draco went to bed. No music. Harry whined again.
Then he howled.
And again.
And again.
Without noticing he's doing the lullaby. It was like even the wind joined him in concert. Suddenly the light in their room went on and the shadows of Draco passing by the window made Harry stop in his tracks in wonder.
Draco opened the window in hurry and looked intensely in the wolf's green eyes. Harry barked again, his tail whipped in the air, pleading for the blond to recognize him.
"Harry..?" Whispered Draco.
Harry heard him and barked again.
"Yes! Yes! It's me, Draco! Look at me!"
Draco stepped back and Harry whined a little until he heard the piano. Then the Harp.
"Yes! Our song! It's our lullaby!" Bark Harry.
He howled in rhythm until Draco went out by the door and ran toward the wolf.
"Harry ! Merlin Harry!" He hugged the beast who was literally bigger than any other dog they knew.
"I found you! You're not dead! I found you!" Draco's tears made Harry's heart clenched in despair. "Oh Harry, Ronald was so worried when he lost you ! I was worried sick!"
Harry barked but it was weak, he couldn't really understand what was happening around him anymore. His mind started drifting away, his body seemed even louder and the music was relaxing.
"Oh Harry, you didn't sleep at all?" Whispered Draco while petting Harry's head. "Sleep my love, I'm taking care of you."
And then Harry finally slept. In his lover's arms with their lullaby.
Zelda’s Lullaby performed by Koji Kondo Lovely piece to take you to wonderful dreamworlds Enjoy it
Given its preexistence and prominence, I think it’s very likely that “Zelda’s Lullaby” dictated—at least in part—which pitches were chosen for the five-note palette.
As soon as I finished my real work, I sat down and let Edward get his say.
Anytime Soon . by Tamika Christy (Boutique of Quality Books) (ISBN 978-1937084950)
Table of Contents
Coville, Bruce Jennifer Murdley’s Toad and Juliet Dove, Queen of Love
From Nothing, Something profiles creative thinkers across a variety of disciplines and finds common methods, habits, mindsets and neuroses that help bring breakthrough ideas into being. This is a thoughtful, intimate, often funny look at the creative process – straight from the brains of some of our culture’s most accomplished and inspiring talents.
Intermediate Algebra, 3rd Edition, Martin-Gay, Solutions Manual
460- Analysis and Applied Linear Algebra 1st Ed. by Meyer
Why is that significant? Given its preexistence and prominence, I think it’s very likely that “Zelda’s Lullaby” dictated—at least in part—which pitches were chosen for the five-note palette. Kondo would know he needed A, B, and D for “Zelda’s Lullaby;” picking another D and F for the other two notes gives him a) a minor triad, and b) two octaves of the same pitch. Both of those are important compositional tools that he uses extensively in the other ocarina songs.
(1999-02-26) Cribb & The Black (Steve Walker, dir Gordon House)
Edition, Floyd, Instructor Manual
98 Amy Bauml-Eisner W’98 and Adam Eisner C’98 joyfully announce the birth of their son, Matthew Elan Eisner, on Aug. 4. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 12 oz.
Given its preexistence and prominence, I think it’s very likely that “Zelda’s Lullaby” dictated—at least in part—which pitches were chosen for the five-note palette.
As soon as I finished my real work, I sat down and let Edward get his say.
Anytime Soon . by Tamika Christy (Boutique of Quality Books) (ISBN 978-1937084950)
Table of Contents
Coville, Bruce Jennifer Murdley’s Toad and Juliet Dove, Queen of Love
From Nothing, Something profiles creative thinkers across a variety of disciplines and finds common methods, habits, mindsets and neuroses that help bring breakthrough ideas into being. This is a thoughtful, intimate, often funny look at the creative process – straight from the brains of some of our culture’s most accomplished and inspiring talents.
Intermediate Algebra, 3rd Edition, Martin-Gay, Solutions Manual
460- Analysis and Applied Linear Algebra 1st Ed. by Meyer
Why is that significant? Given its preexistence and prominence, I think it’s very likely that “Zelda’s Lullaby” dictated—at least in part—which pitches were chosen for the five-note palette. Kondo would know he needed A, B, and D for “Zelda’s Lullaby;” picking another D and F for the other two notes gives him a) a minor triad, and b) two octaves of the same pitch. Both of those are important compositional tools that he uses extensively in the other ocarina songs.
(1999-02-26) Cribb & The Black (Steve Walker, dir Gordon House)
Edition, Floyd, Instructor Manual
98 Amy Bauml-Eisner W’98 and Adam Eisner C’98 joyfully announce the birth of their son, Matthew Elan Eisner, on Aug. 4. He weighed in at 7 lbs. 12 oz.
Music: Zelda's Lullaby - The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time First video on Channel /o/ Subscribe: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-LFpAYnSLX1YRKsq_r44NQ
