Hi guys! This is my first Fanfict. Not entirely sure how it will all play out or even if I should do some pairing or not… probably will though. For now it's just an idea I got. Open to suggestions
Hope you like it
Prologue
He was slowly slithering in the shadows, his beloved Nagini carrying him through this torturous path he decided to take. Every movement meant excruciating pain for his bodiless soul. He would never have persisted on this journey if it hadn't been for that wretched child dooming him to this state. This whole most unlikely incident made him think. And think he did. Very hard. His conclusion met him with more obstacles he had to take on… and this was only the first one; moving around. As much as he'd love to, he couldn't dictate this one from where he was. This was very personal and in person he had to go… well at least what was left of his person had to go.
He trembled with pain as they passed the magical barrier of Diagon alley. It felt like the magic was trying to tear his very soul apart and it took everything he had just to hold on to his pet snake. Once they passed the barrier he felt a relief wash over him as the pain much worse than crucio curse subdued to now everyday pain of bare soul in this rough world. Over the past week he got used to the almost unbearable pain of everything that grazed his soul. Even air itself hurt like razor sharp stones cutting into flesh. But he mustn't let that stop him, not now. Nagini slowly advanced forwards so as not to cause him even more pain her speed would bring. Empty streets of Diagon alley stretched further than ever for him until finally they arrived.
They ascended the white stairs of Gringotts bank and entered surprisingly full hall. He would have been impressed by its grandness and wealth if he hadn't seen it so many times before. He could still remember, however, his amazement when he first came here with almighty professor Dubledork. They kept to the shadows as they searched for one particular goblin, owning him a great favour. He felt it was finally time to collect his debt.
"Razazel" He hissed and watched with great satisfaction as the goblin froze in place. Nagini slithered closer, but stayed hidden in shadows. "The time has come for you to finally repay my kindness." He demanded and watched as Razazel trembled at his words. It has always brought him pleasure to torture others. It hardly mattered whether he did it with words or magic.
"M-my L-Lord…" The goblin stumbled. "I thought y-you were…"
"Dead?" He chuckled "It hardly seems possible does it?" The goblin trembled again. "You didn't think I'd leave without paying a visit to you first did you?" he asked, apparent malice in his voice. "Let's talk somewhere private." He followed the trembling goblin sticking to shadows.
As soon as they entered a small but private room Rzazel fell to his knees and began to beg his mercy. He chuckled again and left the pathetic creature fear for his life some more, before he finally said: "I am not here to take your life, Razazel. At least not so literally as you seem to think." He could see goblins shoulders relax with relief.
"T-then how can I be of service to you my Lord?" Razazel asked already much cheerier.
"I am in need of successor." He simply said and watched as the goblin's eyes widened with surprise. This was undauntedly the last thing anyone would suspect the Dark Lord to request. He himself could barely believe to what conclusion he came. But now that he decided to pursue this, he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer.
Razazel's shock seemed to only grow as he stated his specifications and his limitations: "The child shall be the descendant of all four Hogwarts' founders and you shall be the one to raise her in the isolation until I deem the world ready for my successor. Of course the mayor part shall come directly from me and another pure-blooded witch and I do not care if she is willing or not, for as soon as the child is born you shall kill her and transfer all the magical capability to the child. I am sure that will not be a problem. However I am a bit limited concerning the conceiving for I am bodiless soul and shall remain so for quite some time, unfortunately. And I also wish to give them a full name including the surname for that child shall not bare my wretched father's name nor will others be prejudiced by my mother's." He patiently watched as the goblin processed all the information and finally agreed to help. Not that he had any choice in the matter.
"My lord, the conceiving shall not be a problem for the main thing is the one's essence, but if I my ask; How are you planning to acquire the pure essence of Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin?"
"Do you really take me for such a fool?!" He watched as the goblin trembled with fear once again.
"N-no, m-my Lord!" He squeaked.
"I know for a fact each one of them sealed a peace of essence in their beloved artefacts. Godric sealed his in the stupid sword, Helga in her golden cup, Rowena in her diadem and Salazar in the basilisk. I already acquired the last three, but the sword won't appear for me. I leave it to you to take care of it." He waited for goblin to nod once again composing himself and continued; "As for the pure-blooded witch you shall bring me one from far away so no one would notice her disappearance. "
"Of course, my Lord. It shall be done." The creature chipped. "Is there anything else I can do to accommodate you for the time being?"
"Make sure no one else enters this room. Return to me when you get everything we need. The essences should be in my old manor. Oh, and be so kind to bring Nagini a snack."
"Yes, my Lord." Razazel said recognising his dismissal and left.
As the dark Lord was left on his own he tried to place himself as comfortably as possible. Now that he wasn't moving he felt much better. "If everything goes as planned I shall have a successor quite soon." He hissed to his beloved Nagini.
He couldn't tell how long it took for Razazel to return, but he was grateful for a small rest he took meanwhile. However he was eager to move forward with his plan and when the goblin returned Nagini slithered towards the package he carried taking him with her. Razazel twitched at her fast approach, but stayed calm and appropriately greeted his master.
"Let's see what you brought." The dark Lord said while Nagini searched the package. There laid a witch, but more than that he could not tell yet. Razazel helped Nagini take the witch out of the sack she was in and waited for his master's approval. As he saw her, he started to examine her. She was currently unconscious lying on the cold white floor contrasting with her chocolate brown skin and black hair.
Nagini smelled the air around her and hissed: "She is pure-blooded, master."
"That is all that interests me." He hissed back and then to Razazel: "She'll do." At that the goblin visually relaxed and proceeded to take out four vials with startling with lights.
"Do you wish to know which family she's from?"
"No."
"Very well. The essences, my Lord." Goblin said and bowed low before putting them down next to the witch.
"Excellent!" He said as he checked every one of them out. All were in perfect condition and felt like they were supposed to. "Now let's proceed to the reason I am here."
"Yes, my Lord." The goblin summoned a heavy wooden table and gently lowered the witch on top. He put all the essences near her head and then removed her clothes. He carefully examined her body, paying most of his attention to the belly and between her legs. The dark Lord watched and examined her body himself with Nagini's help. First he felt for her magical capabilities and satisfied with her powers continued to the physical characteristics. She wasn't as powerful as he, but that was quite alright for she seemed to possess two other powers. One being magical that he couldn't quite depict and the other being physical strength that only develops with material arts practice. He then observed she was quite beautiful in her exotic way and decided to keep her looks. Honestly if he had his own body he'd love to take care of the conception on his own. Of course he didn't feel anything for her except raw animal need and that he learned to control long ago.
As they both finished with their examination the goblin turned to him and spoke again: "She is ready. Now if you please." He said and motioned to witch's belly. Nagini slithered forward and positioned herself directly where witch's womb was and struck. As her poisonous fangs penetrated tender skin and then the womb instead of her deadly poison his essence dripped inside. Razazel made sure it meet witch's egg and the child was conceived. After that the dark Lord sucked the four essences trough Nagini one after the other and Razazel combined them with the child. "Now all that's left to do is wait, my Lord." He said. Nagini withdrew her fangs and slithered in a dark corner.
"What shall be her name, my Lord?"
"So it is a girl." The dark lord said with amusement. "Her name shall be Rosemary Oaris - for the goddess of Magic, Aone - for the goddess of the Moon, Tudor - for the heirloom of the first Gaunt." He finished proudly and then turned his full attention to the goblin. "take her to the most isolated Island in Great Britain, surround it with protection spells and raise her as one of your own. Teach her everything you know. Make her powerful. Rossey and Vookey – my house elves will help you." At that there were two loud pops as the two elves entered and bowed low to their master. Before they could speak he continued: "From now on you belong to the child inside that witch."
"Yes, master!" They spoke in unison.
"From now on none of you will seek me out unless I come for you. Do you understand?" All three of them quickly nodded wide eyed: "Yes, master!" and with that the dark Lord was gone along with his snake.
Lady Rosemary was born nine months later. She never met her mother, for she was killed as soon as Rosemary was born on a warm May Day. The goblin Razazel and her two house elves Rossey and Vookey were taking care of both of them on some island no one knew about. It was just them the whole time and they grew quite accustomed to one another and worked as a team. The mother was keept absent minded and well fed, so the baby inside her grew strong and healthy without her interfering. After she gave birth there was no use for her anymore so they did as their former master commanded and officially belonged to the young Rosemary Oaris Aone Tudor from that point on.
However it seemed as the birth of the young Lady drew some magical attention as on that day two more magical creatures appeared on the island. First came a gorgeous unicorn white as snow and soft as the purest silk in the universe. Her name was Kaisa, she just lost her foal and heard a call of nature to nourish this human child as her own. Second was a centaur named Trehaumas. He said he followed the unicorn all the way here to see what force could summon one of most magnificent creatures and swore an oath to protect and teach the child. And so from that day on Lady Rosemary had five guardians which were very dear to her as they were the only family she ever knew.
When she was finally old enough her magical training began. But soon all her guardians realised how hard it was to interest a three-year-old to remember the complex words and rules of human magic. It was like trying to force a wild cat to take a bath with bubbles. Razazel tried very hard to teach her what she could do with her magic but he had to admit she was probably too young for that. Humans were such a slow learners. Goblins could do complex magic at her age no problem. He wondered what was so different about magic each species used. The mayor difference seemed to be a wand humans used… but he couldn't get one for young Lady just jet. Eight more years seemed too much time waste so he and all the other guardians encouraged Lady Rosemary's incidental magic. Soon the progress started to show. Lady Rosemary slowly taped into her magic and started to bend the world around her to her will. It was a start of something great and powerful.
