Hey this is my first time writing fanfiction i hope you enjoy it. It been in my mind forever and i am finaly going to publish it. This is going to be a long story that is going to be filled with darkness . Its going to start pre-hogwarts and then move through the hogwarts years with some adjustments for the slight changes in the characters. They are going to be quite diffrent from when they were in the books but i will try and keep them the same as much as possible.
It is rated M for the later chapters when the characters are older also for the violence that will be present in the story.
Please tell me what you think.
Prologe
In the middle of the large dark room was an arch on a dais, it was made of stone and looked ancient, and it radiated coldness. The people that worked with the arch knew very little about the thing its self, but they could hear the voices that radiate from it tempting the workers to get closer until they fell in never to come out again. All the books on the arch were locked up in the libraries of the rich and powerful and the workers were never given the books they needed. The things they knew of the arch was that it was a portal, that they assumed to lead to the afterlife, as all the workers reported hearing only dead people when they listened to the whispering arch. When they first found the arch, they built around it is making their political base there where it would be researched and guarded, people later build a town around the arch that later turned in to a city.
The workers and the people who worked in the political building were different from the rest of the population in Britain, they had special gifts that could be called magic. Their ancestry went back thousands of years back but a key factor in their history was a thousand years ago when two witches and wizards, the name of the faction of people, built a school for the children born with magic to attend and learn how to master and control their magic so that they could hide from the muggles, people not born of magic. There were four types of magic users in the world of magic. The first was pureblood they were witches and wizards that were born of magical descent in both parents and both sets of grandparents, this could continue for generations and result in inbreeding and genetic mutations. The second type of magic user would be a half-blood this would be a child born of one magic user and one non-magical user or could be two magical users but no magical grandparents. The third type of magical user would be a muggle-born a witch or wizard born of two people with no magic, the magic users thought that the muggle infants were stealing the powers from pure-blooded children, but these children were blessed by magic because without there fresh blood the wizarding race would become extinct, also most Muggle-borns had magical family members somewhere in their family tree. The last category of magic users in the wizarding world does not actually have magic and that is squibs these are children who are born of magical parents but have no magic, this was often because of inbreeding between family lines.
The workers of the arch were called unspeakable were doing their day-to-day checks on the archway when they noticed something that they had never seen happen. A pale hand reached through the arch and was soon followed by a foot and then by a woman. The woman was taller than most women but still the shortest out of the other occupants of the room. She had tight corkscrew curls around her head that whereas black a raven and reached her thin waist. Her slate grey eyes were highlighted with insanity and something warm. She had sharp high cheekbones that were brushed with her long, thick, black eyelashes that framed her eyes. Her lips were a dark red cupid bow, her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth showing that they were perfectly straight and white. She had long legs that were encased in muggle black leather looking trousers and army boots. She had a white peasant top with a leather jacket. In her arms was a small bundle that already showed sights of her mother's curls and was dressed in a cute baby blue onesie and wrapped in a pink blanket.
It looks three seconds for all the unspeakable to have their wands pointing at the woman and her baby. The woman that they recognised as she was publicly executed, via the archway, when ten years earlier for conspiring with the dark lord as well as murder and torture on muggles, Muggle-borns and blood traitors (someone who befriends people who are below their blood status), the woman was Cassiopeia Arian Lestrange nee Black the twin sister to the insane Bellatrix Black and wife to Rabastan Lestrange.
She would not respond to anything that the unspeakable were saying to her and only reacted when three of the four men were sent to get auroras to deal with the criminal and to get someone from wizarding child serveries to deal with the child. When the woman and the lone unspeakable were alone she tipped her head back and started to repeat an ancient, old and powerful spell
"Δώστε αυτό το παιδί το παιδί της μήτρας μου.
η εξουσία μαγεία μου.
κάνει δύναμη της ψυχής μου.
η δύναμη στο σώμα μου.
Η δύναμη στην καρδιά.
πηγαίνετε σε αυτήν.
να λάβει τη δύναμη της ζωής μου και να της δώσει σε αυτήν.
να της δώσει τη δύναμη του αίματός μου.
να της δώσει τη δύναμη των ομολόγων μου.
την κάνει ο κληρονόμος.
ευλογεί αυτό το παιδί, Κάνε την ισχυρή κάνει ισχυρή της.
Καλώ Merlin για να ευλογήσει τα τελετουργικά.
Καλώ την Μοργκάνα να ευλογήσει αυτό το κορίτσι
Καλώ τους ιδρυτές για να ευλογήσει αυτό πολεμιστής
Καλώ τους θεούς να ευλογεί αυτό το παιδί.
Καλώ τους προγόνους μου για να ευλογήσει το παιδί μου.
να την κάνει μια από τη δύναμή του.
να την κάνει μια από αέρα. καθιστώντας το ένα από
τη φωτιά και το νερό. καθιστώντας το ένα από τη γη και τον αέρα.
Για να κρύψει τις ανάγκες της κάνει απαιτείται απόκρυψη της
στην εξουσία μιλήσετε με το παιδί όταν ο χρόνος είναι εδώ.
Ευλόγησε αυτό το παιδί, το φως στο σκοτάδι και το σκοτάδι
στο φως. "when the Cassiopeia had repeated the spell three times the baby in her arms glowed gold than silver followed by red, green, white and blue and lastly black. When the light from the child, that had blinded the unspeakable, disappeared the child was floating and crying as the child's mother was laid crumpled when the unspeakable went to check on the baby and the mother the child floated in to his arms and the woman's body was pulled back in to the arch as though she never step out of it in the first place.
The unspeakable peered down at the child, knowing that the other unspeakable would have here soon held her tighter to his chest. His magic wanted him to hide the child and as he was taught as a young boy he listened to his magic and disappeared, as he could do as head unspeakable.
He apparated to the first orphanage he knew a run-down building where the assistant manager was a squib and dealt with magical children under the nose of the muggle matron. He couldn't describe what he felt whilst holding the child. But his magic was pushing for him to hide her, so he cast a couple of complex glamour charms that would prevent anyone from being able to spot her as a member of the black family. He hated the child's mother. She was a sociopath with bloodthirsty tendency's, like her twin sister who was still on the run, she had nearly killed him three times in his short career as an Auror. And when she was finally caught they had no choice but to throw her through the vail, as she had created a charm that made her like a Patronus and resistant to all the dementors. Quickly dumping the little girl on the door step, he knocked once and disappeared away just before it opened.
He did not know that he had just set in to motion a set of events that would forever change the wizarding world. He did not also know that as soon as the baby left his eyesight he would never remember her the same went for the other unspeakables that had seen her when she first came through the arch.
On the other side of the arch the farther of the child was in a rage for he knew that it was the mother that had taken his daughter. He did not care for the woman but the child she birthed was important not to him personally, but she was important for the future for the human raise. If she was given to the evil, then she would become an abomination like the mother that is why she was supposed to raise for the light to become the savour for humans.
So what did you think
The spell translated to this from greek if it is wrong i am sorry as i am using google translate as my source
Give this child the child of my womb of heven and hell
the of power my magic.
make my soul's power.
the power in my body.
The power in the heart.
To go to her. To them.
I sacrifice myself for my child
take the power of my life and give it to her.
The power of hell
the opwer of heven
give her the power of my blood.
give her the power of my bonds.
make her the heir.
bless this child,
Bless her the keeper of the gates
Bless her death the all mightaful master
Make her powerful make her strong.
I call on Merlin to bless this witch.
I call upon the morgana to bless this girl
I call upon the founders to bless this child.
I call on the goddesses to bless this warrior .
I call on death to bless her life
I call on my ancestors to bless the heir.
to make her one of his power. to make her one of the air.
making one of the fire and water .
making one of the earth and air .
In order to hide her needs make her hide to the power is needed
speak to the child when the time is here.
Bless this child, the light in darkness and darkness in light.
bless this child the one that had been told
The warrior of the earth bound to no side
The slayer of men
The destroyer of kingdoms
The protector of people
bless this child the gifts you may grant
Giver her power
Till her sister find her
to make them one
and bless them with the powers of the fortold
So may it be