Chapter: A Certain Past
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A flick of the hand caused all the herbal vials and ingredients to hover into the air then went inside a glass cabinet. The glass door shut right when the last vial had entered.
Students had left the large classroom with only a few supplies out that the professor easily put away with wandless magic.
Magic.
A wonderful experience it was. It wasn't the sort of magic that magician on TV and live shows performed. Real magic where it was always used in the wizardry world. Wizards and Witches, real magical beings. Supernatural creatures existed too.
The classroom that the students left behind was known as Mediwizards and Mediwitches; Magical Medication Class. The witches and wizard students, who had excelled in their academics with high marks joined the class due to their ambition to be in the medical occupation in the Witch and Wizardry world.
There were schooling for witches and wizards starting from the age of 11 through 18 years of age. These Wizardry schools taught these youngsters how to control their magical abilities. All types of classes that revolve around the wizardry world to teach students so that when they graduate, they will enter the wizardry world to look for job opportunities if they did not want to return back to the muggle world.
The muggle world being the regular life.
A muggle being someone who had no magical traits at all.
Then there were half-bloods and purebloods. Self-explanatory terms to describe someone bloodline in the wizardry world.
The bloodlines in the wizardry world did become a big thing through the years, especially in the rise of the Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort. He brought terror through the wizardry world, especially to those that were muggle borns. Muggleborns being those that have no wizardry parents, but had ended up with magical traits.
The Dark Lord brought much trouble until he became no more in the year of 1980 when the Dark Lord had gone to the Potter's household to get rid of the one year old baby boy by the name of Harry Potter.
His reason was because there had been a prophecy of him falling from his pedestal of power by a boy born around the end of July. The Dark Lord tried to kill the baby boy, but with the love of Harry's mother, Lily Potter, the killing curse was reflected off Harry and back at the Dark Lord, which killed him. Harry was left with a lightning bolt scar with no parents as the Dark Lord killed both the boy's mother and father.
When ten years had gone, the Wizardry world was in an uproar when Harry Potter showed his appearance. He attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland now.
Yet where this particular classroom was located, it was not Hogwarts.
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Located in America and founded in the seventeenth century. A top notch school with a lot of history, but not as much as Hogwarts. Ilvermorny did have a high reputation to uphold as being a strong, educational school.
The professor that dismissed the class of young witches and wizards had actually graduated from Hogwarts years ago from the Gryffindor house.
A professor with a well known last name, who could live off the family fortune and name, but did not do so. Instead, they studied to become a Healer after Hogwarts. Yet during the years of the Dark Lord, the professor came to America to hide away from the Dark Lord and his followers.
A knock on the door caused the professor to pause behind their desk. Their back to the door.
"Mr. Rizo, if you forgot your cauldron again, we—"
"I am not, Mr. Rizo, Professor Octavia Flamel."
The familiar voice caused Octavia to whirl around with a small grin at the sight of a familiar headmaster of Hogwarts.
"Headmaster Dumbledore." Octavia Flamel smiled as the older man held out his arms toward her.
Octavia walked up to Dumbledore to hug her old headmaster than pulled back with a small grin. Yet she was curious of Dumbledore's sudden appearance. He was the one that actually got her to America all those years ago.
"This is a surprise." Octavia softly said.
Minutes passed and the two found each other across from one another in her office with tea and biscuits where they caught up on the many years that they could not talk face to face.
"So tell me, why so far from Scotland? Don't you have to get ready to start up the next year of Hogwarts soon?" Octavia asked, wondering what Dumbledore's intention was for his sudden surprise.
A sigh escaped Dumbledore. He lowered his cup of tea away from his lips to stare at her with a twinkle in his blue eyes.
"I have good news that is a request at the same time."
At times, Octavia felt that Dumbledore spoke in riddles.
"What's that?"
"To come home."
That got her mouth to drop as she couldn't believe what she had just heard. It has been ten almost eleven years since she been away from her homeland. The reason for her departure was due to who her descendents were. The Dark Lord wanted Octavia for her knowledge of the Philosopher's Stone.
She was the only living descendent of Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel.
Everyone knew Nicolas as the creator of the Philosopher's Stone. His wife and he used the power of the Philosopher's Stone to create the Elixir of Life. They lived for for six hundred plus years. Not many knew that the immortal couple had a son, who later had a daughter, which was Octavia. Octavia heard through gossip that Nicolas and Perenelle had decided to get rid of the stone and live on what Elixir of Life that they have left. This all due to an incident at Hogwarts last year.
The knowledge of the Philosopher's Stone was passed down to Octavia. Her late father met his fate with her mother due to the Dark Lord and his followers. Her father didn't give up the information, so the Dark Lord turned to Octavia.
The night before Harry Potter's parents were killed, Dumbledore got to Octavia with a portkey and sent her off across the ocean to America, where she became a professor.
A professor that had managed to make the proposition of creating classes to better prepare those that aim to become Healers or Mediwizards. Her proposition actually got approved. Her classes were formed for students in their 6th and 7th years. It was starting to spread throughout the other continents to witches and wizardry schools.
"I'm sorry? Did you say to come back home as in England or come back home as in Hogwarts?" Octavia asked in a quick manner.
An amused chuckle escaped the older wizard as he gave her a simple nod to assure her that was what he meant to say.
"Both my dear."
That answer got her to sit back away from him. She looked around her office to see if someone was going to pop out of somewhere to tell her that this was all a prank.
Octavia glanced back at Dumbledore to see his blue eyes twinkled with much amusement. Shaking her head, Octavia let out a deep sigh and she ran her right hand through her dark brunette hair.
"Do you know what you are asking?"
"I do. That is why I wish for you to teach at Hogwarts on what you are teaching here."
"I can't just get up and leave this place."
"If you must know, I already got a confirmed yes from the headmaster."
That made Octavia's mouth to drop as she realized how much Dumbledore could persuade someone to get what he wanted. She knew that the older wizard was good with getting others to go along with what he wanted.
"But—but what about Cato?" Octavia brought up.
The grey eyebrows of Dumbledore rose in interest and his eyes twinkled with the same emotion. The name caught Dumbledore's attention and Octavia knew why.
"Two great and powerful magical beings fused in one. I always thought of that when I heard that you were pregnant."
All those years ago, Octavia did not leave her homeland alone.
Instead, she barely escaped her home with—at the time an almost three years old— Cato. Thankfully, Dumbledore had appeared and helped Octavia out to take out Death Eaters before he shot her off with a portkey to America.
When Dumbledore made that comment, Octavia bowed her head just a little with her eyes shut as she thought about who Cato's father was. The comment was true in its own way. For Cato's father was powerful when it came to magic, especially the Dark Arts.
"Is he still at the school?" Octavia asked softly.
A small frown came onto Dumbledore's lips as he noticed how Octavia wouldn't say his name. It was still clear that Octavia was still wounded emotionally and mentally from the man that broke her heart all those years ago.
"Yes, he is. Does Cato know who he is?"
"Of course. He asked questions as a child. I couldn't lie to him about it. He just doesn't know that his father was a Death Eater."
Nodding, Dumbledore got up from his seat to come closer to Octavia, as she had stood up from her seat to pace the office. To Dumbledore, Octavia was a strong young woman that raised a boy as a single mother and kept a demanding job.
"Does he know that you are offering me a teaching job at Hogwarts?"
There was a small smirk on the lips of Dumbledore and mischief in his eyes that made Octavia to know that Dumbledore wants it to be a surprise. Octavia knew that will not be a good idea yet there was no way to stop Albus Dumbledore on doing what he wanted to do.
The thought of going back home and to teach at Hogwarts was actually music to Octavia's ears. She missed Hogwarts more than anything. Though she enjoyed teaching here in America too.
Eyes on Dumbledore, Octavia could see that he will not give up until she came home. Then again, she began to wonder about something.
"Why return now?" Octavia asked with a squint of her eyes before they relaxed.
There was a sigh that escaped Dumbledore as he began to walk around her office. Occasionally he would pick up a few bottles that contained various ingredients or medical potions. His eyes came to rest on one of Octavia's prize possessions.
Her Thunderbird known as Felix, who was in his small size.
Octavia manage to figure out a way to get him to shrink to a Phoenix size, but grew to his true, large size when he was released outside.
The Thunderbird being just as rare as the Phoenix. The two species were related. She knew that Dumbledore had his Phoenix named Fawkes.
Having a Thunderbird was a great companion as they were highly loyal to those that they came to trust. Whenever Felix took flight, his long tails glide behind him, a flap of the wings created a storm.
"I believe that he is going to come back in a few more years."
"He? Wait, you don't mean…"
"Yes, dear, I mean that the Dark Lord has been making his presence known now that Harry had started school last year." Dumbledore said.
To think that the presence of the Dark Lord will start to become know made Octavia to know that if he was to come back, the war will be the judgement of whether or not the world will be free or not from his wrath and beliefs.
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After the conversation in her office, the two walked around the grounds of the school.
Octavia knew that Dumbledore was waiting for her answer on whether or not she will return back home and to accept the new job position at Hogwarts.
"Mom!"
Octavia turned around with a grin on her lips at the sight of her soon to be thirteen year old son, Cato Septimus Flamel. In the corner of her eyes, Octavia saw Dumbledore reaction at the sight of Cato. She saw a smile on his lips.
Cato Septimus Flamel was a growing boy that began to go through puberty. His voice began to crack, but was turning into a smooth mellow voice. He was already tall for his age as he stood at five feet and five inches. He kept his black hair short yet messy.
Though his eyes, came from Octavia. She had been shocked about the color of his eyes, but happy that it happen. They were an azure blue with a gentle light orange color ring around his pupils. It was as if sun rays were seeping a little out of his pupils. That could only been seen up close.
Cato took after Octavia in features a lot, except his facial structure was masculine. He did have his father's lips, but not his nose.
"Don't you supposed to be heading to class?"
"Yeah, potions is in this direction. But I saw you." Cato took a curious glance at Dumbledore.
"My, my, you have your mother's eyes."
"Um, mom?" Cato looked at her with a 'help me, who this' expression.
"Cato, this is Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore."
The shocked expression was almost immediate on Cato's face to show that he knew who Dumbledore was. Dumbledore began to chuckle as Cato stared at Dumbledore with awe now. It clearly showed that Octavia must had told stories about Dumbledore to the boy.
"Please to meet you, Mr. Flamel."
"Nice to meet you too, Headmaster." Cato shook Albus hand with much enthusiasm.
"Mom told me stories about you and what you have done for us. Thank you for that."
"You're most welcome, Mr. Flamel. I must ask you a question."
Octavia eyes widen as she knew that Dumbledore will be asking Cato about moving back to their homeland and to have the opportunity to attend Hogwarts.
"What's that?"
"I have offer your mother to come back to Hogwarts to do the same teaching she is doing here. What do you think? You can also attend too since you suppose to receive a letter if you still lived back home."
The sight of Cato's eyes widen and his mouth drop open made Octavia knew that Cato will beg her to go to Hogwarts. For all the stories she would tell Cato about what Hogwarts was like, Cato always wanted to see the old school that his parents attended.
"Mom, can we?"
Shutting her eyes, a sigh escaped Octavia as she knew that Dumbledore put her in this position on purpose. She will do anything to make Cato happy and comfortable. She shot a glare at the older wizard, who shrugged his shoulders as if he did not do any harm, but there was mischief in his eyes.
"Go to class before you're late."
"But mom—"
"Cato."
"Fine. See you later, Headmaster." Cato said then jogged off when he saw some of his housemates that were heading to potions class.
The two adults watched as Cato disappeared back into the building.
"You did that on purpose."
"Octavia, it would be wonderful if you accept the offer."
Staying silent, Octavia turned away from Dumbledore to stare out at the vast forest that surrounded the castle school.
The thought of going back home sounded wonderful. Then to be able to do the same type of classroom teaching that she did here and bring it to Hogwarts will be even better. Octavia felt that Dumbledore not only wanted her back for teaching, but what he had said about the evidence of the Dark Lord on the rise again. She could be a great help on being a combat healer on the battlefield.
There was a particular reason why she was also hesitant to accept.
"You do know that you're playing with fire on not telling him that I will be there."
"He'll understand. Wait, you agree to come?" Dumbledore said quickly as her comment mostly stated that she accepted the invitation to come back home and be a professor at Hogwarts.
A nod of her head and Octavia found herself pulled into Dumbledore's arms into a bear hug. She laughed as she hugged him back and she gave him a small pat on his back.
"I am so happy you agreed, Octavia."
"I'm happy to be able to return home."
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Hi Everyone,
So for a while (which I mean for YEARS) I had been debating about this idea. At times, I had wrote out stories to post, but would delete it because I felt it wasn't good enough. This time I had gather up the courage to try out this storyline and not going to hesitate this time.
I just don't want to mess it up.
I am going to apologize if any sort of information is wrong and whatnot. Brushing up my knowledge and such.
I can understand it's weird to see who the main characters are related to, so it's one of those 'what ifs' type of scenarios. Yet it's relevant.
Disclaimer for this chapter and the future chapters: I do not own anything about the Harry Potter Series. That is all owned by J.K Rowling and her wonderful mind.
However, I do own my original characters, Octavia and her son, Cato.
So, here we go.
Hopefully, it's good…
(Literally, cringing as I want it to be an alright story).
Enjoy.
Thank You!