The Kiss of Death
Disclaimer: The Dark Lady belongs to me. Everyone else belongs officially to J.K. Rowling. This is a plot bunny that bit me when I was rereading the fourth book.it's my theory about the creation of the dementors.enjoy!
Part 1: The Dark Lady
"And in the July of 1020, the school underwent some remarkable changes and---" 16-year-old Hermione Granger did something she had only done once before in Professor Binns' class: she raised her hand. "Yes, Miss.?" "Granger, Professor. I was wondering.do you know how dementors were created?" Professor Binns blinked in surprise. "I do." "Could you tell us?" Harry Potter looked at Hermione as if she were stark, raving mad. "Why would anyone want to know?" he asked her. "Shhh.I'm just curious." "Very well. Let's see.to understand the reasons the dementors were created, you need to understand background information on the Dark witch who allegedly created them. There are few historical sources that give her birth name, so modern historians call her the Dark Lady. "The Dark Lady was a foe to be watched carefully-because, in addition to being one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever walk the earth, she was also a skilled swordswoman. In addition to this, she started her reign of terror very early-she was thirteen when she first tortured someone for information, and no older than fifteen when she first killed. "The Dark Lady went to this very school-was indeed one of the earliest students. She was the first witch to have instruction here. She left the school, not only with power, ambition, coldness, cruelty, and blood staining her hands, but a high sense of morality. She did kill Muggles, on occasion, but she never killed Muggles with magic. Killing was a game to her. She may have written the rules herself, but she always followed them. She always gave her victims a good fighting chance. She always won. "After she left the school, she went around, killing, and making friends. Most of her friends were young witches, powerful in their own right, and athletic, but none nearly so powerful as the Dark Lady. She did have a very few wizards among her followers. And, modern historians theorize, this is where she got her idea for dementors. "The Dark Lady was very famous for many things, but one of them was the fact that, when her male followers were no longer useful to her, she would seduce them. However, though she did this many times, she remained a virgin. She managed this by 'rewarding' their service by inviting them to her bed, showing them what it is to love the Dark Lady, then killing them- and at the same time kissing them. This was her last weapon, and the one she used most rarely. Among her more favored female companions, she joked that she could 'kiss and kill without drawing a deep breath in between.' And this she proved, time and time again." The bell rang then, preventing the class from learning any more about the creation of the dementors. "Why'd you ask that, Hermione? Who cares who created the dementors?" Ron Weasley asked her. "Shush," Hermione said, looking excited. She always did when she had just received new and interesting information. Harry and Ron both groaned. "Here we go again," they said in unison.
As soon as they reached Gryffindor Tower, Hermione told them to stay in the common room, while she went upstairs to get something. She joined them a few minutes later, a small-and very old-notebook in her hands. "Where'd you get that?" Harry asked suspiciously. "Library." "A book like that had to have been in the Restricted Section." "It was." "Then who gave you permission?" "Must you know?" "Yes!" "Snape." Ron dropped his chessboard in surprise. "Why would he do that? And what is it, anyway?" "It's a diary, written in some kind of ancient runes!" "Why'd Snape give you permission to read some old, dead person's diary?" "Actually, he approached me about it. He said he didn't want to ask the Ancient Runes teacher-she only knows Elven and Dwarven-and he wanted me to translate a couple potion recipes in here for him!" "Have you managed to translate it?" "Yes." "Then why don't you return it?" "Because it's interesting." "What's so interesting about some dead guy's diary?" "For your information, it's a dead girl's diary. It was written around the time this school was started." "How do you know?" "Because." "Because why?" "Because it was written by Dementra." "Name doesn't ring a bell," Ron said. "Harry?" "Don't look at me," Harry said. "Dementra," Hermione said, getting annoyed, "Was the oldest of Salazar Slytherin's three daughters!"
(A/N: Ooo.this could get good.the little people in my head are getting quite excited.and we know Slytherin had to have at least ONE kid.next chapter will come when I feel like making it come.)
Disclaimer: The Dark Lady belongs to me. Everyone else belongs officially to J.K. Rowling. This is a plot bunny that bit me when I was rereading the fourth book.it's my theory about the creation of the dementors.enjoy!
Part 1: The Dark Lady
"And in the July of 1020, the school underwent some remarkable changes and---" 16-year-old Hermione Granger did something she had only done once before in Professor Binns' class: she raised her hand. "Yes, Miss.?" "Granger, Professor. I was wondering.do you know how dementors were created?" Professor Binns blinked in surprise. "I do." "Could you tell us?" Harry Potter looked at Hermione as if she were stark, raving mad. "Why would anyone want to know?" he asked her. "Shhh.I'm just curious." "Very well. Let's see.to understand the reasons the dementors were created, you need to understand background information on the Dark witch who allegedly created them. There are few historical sources that give her birth name, so modern historians call her the Dark Lady. "The Dark Lady was a foe to be watched carefully-because, in addition to being one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever walk the earth, she was also a skilled swordswoman. In addition to this, she started her reign of terror very early-she was thirteen when she first tortured someone for information, and no older than fifteen when she first killed. "The Dark Lady went to this very school-was indeed one of the earliest students. She was the first witch to have instruction here. She left the school, not only with power, ambition, coldness, cruelty, and blood staining her hands, but a high sense of morality. She did kill Muggles, on occasion, but she never killed Muggles with magic. Killing was a game to her. She may have written the rules herself, but she always followed them. She always gave her victims a good fighting chance. She always won. "After she left the school, she went around, killing, and making friends. Most of her friends were young witches, powerful in their own right, and athletic, but none nearly so powerful as the Dark Lady. She did have a very few wizards among her followers. And, modern historians theorize, this is where she got her idea for dementors. "The Dark Lady was very famous for many things, but one of them was the fact that, when her male followers were no longer useful to her, she would seduce them. However, though she did this many times, she remained a virgin. She managed this by 'rewarding' their service by inviting them to her bed, showing them what it is to love the Dark Lady, then killing them- and at the same time kissing them. This was her last weapon, and the one she used most rarely. Among her more favored female companions, she joked that she could 'kiss and kill without drawing a deep breath in between.' And this she proved, time and time again." The bell rang then, preventing the class from learning any more about the creation of the dementors. "Why'd you ask that, Hermione? Who cares who created the dementors?" Ron Weasley asked her. "Shush," Hermione said, looking excited. She always did when she had just received new and interesting information. Harry and Ron both groaned. "Here we go again," they said in unison.
As soon as they reached Gryffindor Tower, Hermione told them to stay in the common room, while she went upstairs to get something. She joined them a few minutes later, a small-and very old-notebook in her hands. "Where'd you get that?" Harry asked suspiciously. "Library." "A book like that had to have been in the Restricted Section." "It was." "Then who gave you permission?" "Must you know?" "Yes!" "Snape." Ron dropped his chessboard in surprise. "Why would he do that? And what is it, anyway?" "It's a diary, written in some kind of ancient runes!" "Why'd Snape give you permission to read some old, dead person's diary?" "Actually, he approached me about it. He said he didn't want to ask the Ancient Runes teacher-she only knows Elven and Dwarven-and he wanted me to translate a couple potion recipes in here for him!" "Have you managed to translate it?" "Yes." "Then why don't you return it?" "Because it's interesting." "What's so interesting about some dead guy's diary?" "For your information, it's a dead girl's diary. It was written around the time this school was started." "How do you know?" "Because." "Because why?" "Because it was written by Dementra." "Name doesn't ring a bell," Ron said. "Harry?" "Don't look at me," Harry said. "Dementra," Hermione said, getting annoyed, "Was the oldest of Salazar Slytherin's three daughters!"
(A/N: Ooo.this could get good.the little people in my head are getting quite excited.and we know Slytherin had to have at least ONE kid.next chapter will come when I feel like making it come.)