CHAPTER ONE : THE KEEPER .
This is my first fanfic, that intend on finishing. I do not Own nor have I ever owned any of the hp universe or characters . this fanfic will hopefully be a pairing of hg and ss. It will also hopefully be a marriage law fic In the later chapters . please pardon me for the grammatical errors and typos. My proof reader (bff) is off enjoying her born day . so screw it and enjoy
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In a different time , Hogwarts was a proud, almost living being. Breathing life and magic into around it, inside it, under it. The wealth of magic it possessed came from the ancient core of the earth. This magic was nether light nor dark. It was raw pure and untamed . This power named itself The Old.
The day that the final stone was laid , Hogwarts came alive. Not jus with activity, but with magic and consciousness . The school, with the aid of The Old, communicated with the founding fathers, instructing them on what needed to be done to keep the school and its inhabitants safe, and full of power.
Three positions , outside of the Headmaster and deputy head, must be filled. The Keeper, The Healer, And The Guard . Together they made The Jewel Of Hogwarts. These positions were held in secrete, chosen by none other than the castle, known to no one other than the other members of the jewel .
The roles were as simple as they sounded. The job of the keeper was to keep order in the facility and to keep all secrets known to the walls of Hogwarts. Of the Healer ,as self-explanatory as it seems, was to keep the school and the players safe and healthy. This meant both mentally and physically. The role of the Guard, seeming not as important, was to record keep the knowledge gained from The Old and castle away from anyone out side of the jewel.
In times of peace, The Old slept. The Castel was silent to all but the Headmaster, and no one from The Jewel was needed, there for no one was chosen. In times of approaching turmoil ,however , Hogwarts began to choose, train and sort out who it needed to complete the Jewel before a threat was ever presented.
1971: Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry: opening feast and sorting
"Severus Snape…"
A young, gangly boy startled at the sound of his name being bellowed by the deputy head of Hogwarts. Moving malnourished limbs under all too big robes, the child made his way to the front of the room.
Soo… this child's name is Severus …hmmm. The Old stated to the castle .when your precious little sorting hat is placed on his all too tiny head, we will see who won this bet old school . After a short pause , the school considered the possibilities .
He is young and frail, Old one . though there is no denying that his power is strong. The hat has chosen a house for him and confirmed our beliefs . He will be in Slitherin however it is up to us to determine what roll he will play In our jewel.
The Two sentient beings began to ponder. They, The Old and the Castle had a way of communicating with the universe. Asking of he future without being told the future. images of power battles and death swimming o the sounds of screaming swam between their shared consciousness . a decision was made.
You will inform the child and I will begin to mold him. Please prepare the heads to do what is required of them. But do so … After the feast. We want him full and tired.
The festivities of opening feast ended with a drag and all the students were herded off to their designated abodes . Severus Snap, only child in an unloving home , laid awake in the cover of his canopy. Everything around him was both scary and exciting. Never had he had friends or relatives sleeping so close to him. Never had he had friends or relatives near him period. The boy was still in shock.
Young Severus, do not be afraid . the castle spoke softly Inside his head. Severus jarred to attention yet stayed completely still and silent .
I am Hogwarts and you… are going to be my new friend . speaking ever to slowly, so that the boy could let the words spoken sink in. I will call you Keeper for you are now my keeper. Sleep well young child. Dream awaits .