A/N: Okay, this is my first fanfiction so I don't really know whether my fanfic is good or not so do excuse me if my story is bad and uninteresting. And I'm an Indonesian so English is not my first language and because of it there might be a misspelled word or bad grammar. If there's any wrong word or grammar please tell me as by writing this story I'm also learning so I'd welcome any critic and advice you give me.
Disclaimer : The real Harry Potter is not mine, but this story is mine! Harry Potter and The Time of Changes is mine! And every idea inside this story is also mine, so it is one hundred percent made by me.
Summary : The world had once been destroyed, and now it was slowly going to be destroyed for the second time. Many things gone wrong with the world and now the fate of the world is in Harry's hand. Tied with two prophecy, will he be able to save the world? Or will he do the opposite? Follow Harry together with his precious people help saving the world from its evil. Manipulative and evil Dumbledore, and maybe some bashing from some of the Order of Phoenix's members. Good and loyal friends! Secretly Golden and Silver Slythindors trio! Gray bordering dark but still good!Harry. Many OOC Characters!
Prologue
The End of The Beginning and The Beginning of The End
There was a time many hundred thousand years ago when all kind of magic is free to be used whether its light magic, dark magic or even death and soul magic. In those time there was no discrimination among the population, all were equal whether it be Humans, Goblins, Merfolks, and many other creatures. They flourished in everything such as magic, foods, musics, languages, traditions, businesses.
It was normal to see Humans drinking with Goblins never minding the difference between their drink as Goblins always like a spicy drink, they were laughing and talking as if they were the best of friend-which they were-, children of many -Drackens, Vampires, Humans, Goblins, and others- were happy playing with each other. The world consist of countries each ruled by different race, among them was The Avalon ruled by Humans, The Ragänôn ruled by Goblins, The Læfonçe ruled by High Elves . Everyone no matter the race were free to go in and out to other countries wherever they wanted to. It was also not uncommon for a marriage between a different races making the children either has magic from both race or whichever parent has the stronger magic.
They lived in harmony, The Dwarfs and The Goblins working side to side to make the best buildings and weapons for them to use in case there is a group of bandit who wants nothing but to take the treasures of other people.
That is not however to say that everything is save, for no matter how happy, how peaceful it seems, as long as there is power –no matter what kind of power- there will always be a war. A struggle to have the power to rule the world. The jealousy among them, whether it was between a different race or between the same race.
And among the crowd of those struggles, there was one thing so foul, a heart so black that it could not be called anything but foul, and from it a disease in form of seed is born. A seed of jealousy, a seed of anger, a seed of hate. It was slowly but surely that The Foul is planting the seed in the mind of many people, pulling a string behind their back, it was filling doubt inside their mind. It took many years, hundreds even –for the thing is semi immortal- but The Foul had succeed.
The Goblins and The Dwarfs fighting because the seed is filling each of their heads about how the other is stealing the others material and fighting about which of them is the best. The Humans accusing The Goblins of thievery. The Vampires suddenly became a natural enemy of The Werewolves. The Drackens, The Fairies, and The High Elves began to hate each other caused by belief of superiority.
And while the people was in such a wreck, fighting from one war to another war. The foul begin to sway some people, to go to its side and became the very same thing as The Foul. Many children from all races, all age from infancy to age twelve were forcibly taken and brainwashed into a fanatic followers of The Foul. Given power by The Foul that they were stronger than most.
It was long, far too long but finally the people began to realize the seed and aware of the existence of The Foul. It was too late though for the thing had took many children and sway many adults and already had an army of its own with the strength beyond the normal.
The people did not give up though, they keep trying and trying, keep fighting. And they keep training, forcing themselves to train to the point of exhaustion. For them, it might be true that The Foul is semi immortal, which means the thing would not die of old age or disease, and The Foul's army is stronger than them. But, they have more people, they overwhelm the number of The Foul's army, and weaker they might be they will still fight. And they have the determination to survive this war.
It is midnight time in Lænôç, The Capital City of Äbağon, ruled by The Fairies. Even so, the time did not deter people from walking, eating, drinking and doing things whatever they are around the city. Such is the case in one of the pub right in the middle of the city, its called Mègönaþerýæ, famous for its good quality of wine. Many of the veteran of war that was either retired or still fighting to drink in this pub.
And so it was not unusual for people of high ranking, either in politics, armies, members to go to this pub with the mean to relax themselves. And right in this night there is a plenty of high ranking members come to drink in this pub. Though for some people it could be as a place for a hidden meeting, as there are rooms that is warded inside the pub.
In one of the warded room, a meeting is currently started, "Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I called a meeting here and not in the guild, right?" a goblin, from the look of his clothes inform the fact that he is among the high ranking in the armies, with the usual famous sneer of goblin said to the other people in the room.
"Yes, Ñükh Tårgőķ, why have you called us to here? And you have only called for some of us, not all of the member, why have you done it?" a human, probably a middle ranking armies, asked Ñükh Tårgőķ.
"Ehm, now, the reason why I call only some of you is because I've found out from my intel that there is a spy of The Įbĺeìň -the name of The Foul's army- among the other members. And all of you who I called here is the only members that I don't see any suspicion" Ñükh Tårgőķ calmly said this to the others.
The others were outraged, how could they not known that there is a spy among them, they are the armies they should have noticed it. "What do you mean there's a spy?! Who is it Ñükh Tårgőķ?! Tell us and we shall kill it right now!" a man, probably a werewolf from the fact that his eyes is now glowing gold from rage, shouted to Ñükh Tårgőķ.
"Don't be stupid Alphard! We should make a plan first, and this might be a chance for us to capture it and search for a way to kill The Įbĺeìň, and who knows maybe the spy has an information that we should know" said a high elves, with a long black hair, pointy ears and white eyes, from her dark skin gives the fact that she is a wood elves.
The others nod in agreement, and seeing this Alphard back off and thought over for a minute, seeing the right in the elves's word. "You're right Ýoģreñ, then we probably should watch the spies movement for now and make a ward to seal off The Įbĺeìň's movement, now the question is who in the name of Fěnrįŕ's name is the spy?!" said Alphard the werewolf, growling in the last question.
The others wants to know who the spy is too look in Ñükh Tårgőķ's way and Ñükh Tårgőķ sighed and look apologetic at the human's way, "Well, my Intel have told me that young miss Layra never made home alive".
The human gasped and claimed "No way! Layra is dead? But, but, she seems just like the usual, I guess she is dead ever since the battle in The Karăk River isn't she? I'd never thought that The Įbĺeìň could act so much like her! If you hadn't told me this I'd never have known something is different with her now". His eyes show the pain of having one of his people killed and changed into a being like The Įbĺeìň.
"We should not be shocked though, it is well know that once changed into The Įbĺeìň, it would received the formers memories, and with the memories it is expected that the thing would be able to act so perfectly as if the real one hasn't died or changed" a dracken woman, with a beautiful blue and green scale in her body said.
"Yeah, though I'm worried of telling the others, Layra was one of the best Moon Knight, the older respect her and the younger idolized her, and she has a fiancé, it would hurt him to know that she is dead" the human said solemnly.
"Well, that aside, I still would like to know why you only called us if you already know who the spy is Ñükh Tårgőķ" Ýoģreñ asked pointedly to Ñükh Tårgőķ.
Ñükh Tårgőķ sneered at her, "Why do you think?" he said. "Just because one spy have been caught doesn't mean there won't be another spy, or are you so arrogant to think of that?" he spat the word.
Ýoģreñ narrowed her eyes and said, "Be calm Ñükh Tårgőķ I'm only asking, I know this is frustrating, but don't let it affect your mind!".
"You're right, and I'm sorry" Ñükh Tårgőķ said guiltily, he let himself affected by the rage, he should have known better than to let it affected him. Taking a breath and strengthening his occlumency he calmed himself.
And so the meeting continued, discussing the plan to take the spy and to use it to research how to kill it. Not only that though, they also talk about other problem like the monies needed by the armies to forge a weapon, and for them to eat. The next graduate students of academy, and how they will be placed in each of their best department.
It is 5 a.m. that they finally ended the meeting, all of them, one by one go home until only Ñükh Tårgőķ Ýoģreñ were left. And they decided to go eat together in one of the best restaurant in Lænôç, The Điønýęr, owned by a centuries and half years centaur family. Of course the restaurant is a bit on the side of the city, almost outside as the restaurant.
They were halfway eating when a woman, a beautiful fairie woman, with a knee long red hair and silver eyes suddenly raised her head up to the ceiling, her eyes before silver now changed into a glowing white translucent eye and said "And so the world is doom! Destroyed first! And then the world shall come back… it shall be changed ... broken will the world be… however fear not for The One with the heart of steel, the power of old and new...together with the people he bond, bond stronger than anything, together they shall restore the world of its harmony… together they shall rid the Blackest heart!... helped by the mentor of mind, the mentor of half and half, the mentor of husband and wife old older than the one near him, the mentor of a feline, the mentor to heal and the mentor of nature, the brothers and sisters bloodbonded through magic... Born as the seventh month ended, tied with another prophecy… he shall lead us back to harmony!"
The restaurant is silent, no one said a thing, they were too shocked by the prophecy that was said by the woman. And they were confused, what is the meaning of the prophecy? The world will be destroyed? Will all of them died? If so, why does the prophecy said that the world will be restored? All of this thought cross inside each people in the restaurant, and as if nothing is going on the woman continued whatever it is she was doing and look confused as to why the others are staring at her and whispering.
"We should tell the order!" claimed Ñükh Tårgőķ, he was so shocked that he could not speak for a few minutes and this is the first he said. "Yes, yes we should" Ýoģreñ said dazedly, she still hasn't focused and just agreed with Ñükh Tårgőķ. They quickly eat the rest of their food and pay the bill.
It became the city's recent talk, about the prophecy, and not only in Lænôç but it also became the talk in all of the rest of the world. Many people are confused, some scared because the world will be destroyed, some feel hope for the Foul will be destroyed, some feel anger -the Foul and the Įbĺeìň-.
The world is still going, it has already been months since the woman's prophecy, and slowly people began to forgot the prophecy. Not all of them though, for some -the armies, the Foul, and the Įbĺeìň- still remember. Though only those who were in the restaurant know of the content of the prophecy, this happen because both Ñükh Tårgőķ and Ýoģreñ performed a ritual after they went outside the restaurant, to make all those who knows -except the both of them- shall never be able to others only able to tell the existence of the prophecy, they won't be able to tell others willingly or unwillingly -Legilimency-.
And even though Ñükh Tårgőķ and Ýoģreñ are able to tell other people, they did not do so, only telling some important people of the content. It took a long time and lots of meeting but finally they decided to heed the prophecy. They begin to copied every book, make the best of all kinds of weapon, most of their own journal. They make a house, no, a castle, and a big one at that, inside of the castle enhanced by magic they put all of the books they copied in the library, all the weapons in the weaponry. They also put eggs of every magical beast in one of the room, and they cast charms on the whole castle so that the castle will forever be frozen and nothing will change until the time has come for the One to use them. All of this done with the hopes that even if they would not be alive by then, they will still be able to help the One in destroying the Foul.
It was hard and took too much time -around two hundred year- but they finally made wards to make the castle still stand strong even if a hundred millennia has pass. They make sure that only the One even if they don't know who the One is, they know that the castle will call the One to go to the castle. They have make sure of that, after all they have tied the castle to the Mother of Magic and Earth, they have made the castle sentient. The castle will know who the One is the moment he is born. And the castle will slowly pull the One to the castle.
They were tired, they have been fighting for more than four hundred years, two hundred years since they succeed making the castle. Most of they're friends are dead because of the war, and the one who didn't died because of old age. Most of them didn't have any will to live anymore, they just keep fighting without emotion, too much blood had been shed. Family, friends, loved one died one by one. They didn't talk anymore, they don't need to, the war has caused them to be able to know what the others are thinking without the help of Legillimence.
The prophecy is right, the world is dying, many races had died out. At least that was what the outside know. Because they know, they know that things like this might happen, so they begin to prepare, they kidnapped at the very least five children of every races children. And they keep them in the castle under the strongest stasis charm. They feel guilty, they took away children from their parents and let the parents think that they have been taken by the Įbĺeìň, its necessary though so they won't back down from their plan, after all the prophecy is true, the world will be destroyed and somehow the world will come back, changed they might be the world will still be back.
They hypotheses that even though the prophecy said that all of them would be dead and the world destroyed, it doesn't mean that the earth itself would be destroyed. It just mean that the people will die. It scared them to think that all would be dead and the earth will be void of people, only the remains are left.
They believe that when the prophecy said that the world will be back, it mean that the Mother of Magic and Earth will restore the world of the races. They don't know what they will be though, hence the children they took. After all even if the races that was recreated are the same races as they are now, it doesn't ensure them that the magic would be the same. Everyone has a limit. Be it the Foul, the One and the Mother of Magic and Earth. She will be exhausted by the time she is done, and magic will never be same. And they will help her, even if their way is unmoral they will still help her. Pain them it might be, it is for magic, and they will do anything for the safety of magic and the future.
Scream. Cry. Pain. So much pain. But no one could hear it. No one could hear her scream. Even if she cried so hard, letting out so much magic and no one will ever be able to hear it. For all is dead. Her children are dead. She could not do anything except help from behind, oh how she wanted to help them, how she wanted to destroy that damn foul thing. But she can't. She can't help them directly. It would be against the rule to help them directly causing the end of this world. Not that that would be different for now all of her children re dead. Except-
Except the children and beast in the castle!
She would have whoop with joy and dance if she has a body. Not all of her children is dead! She is happy. She remember now, her children's prayer, how some of her children ensured the survival of their races. How they vow to help the One to destroy the Foul for eternity. To help him restored the world back to harmony.
No words could describe how proud she is of her children. They might have done thing that was unmoral but they did it for good things. She was sad that they were desperate enough to kidnapped children from their parents, children should be with their parents after all, but she wasn't angry with them, children should live in a good and safe environment. And now wasn't the right time for them to live, in such a war. No, she wasn't angry with them, but she is angry with the Foul, how could a thing once one of her children could become a thing so evil and black hearted like that?
And now she could only try and restore the world again, her children are right though -oh she was so proud of their intelligence!- she could make people again, and they were right again that even if she could and have magic more than anything, she still has a limit. The first time she make her children slowly, each races only had one or two people and in time they she makes more and they keep growing.
But now, her children might have found the way to kill the Įbĺeìň but they still don't know how to kill the Foul, and so they could only divided its power and sealed it inside many powerful things like gems, and weapons. And even though it is very powerful -how could they not, the seal is made from more than a billion people- the Foul could get out and wreck a havoc again should he be given a time.
No she could not waste her time waiting to preserve her magic to make her new children, for now she would make a lots of children. There is a chance that most of her children would not have magic like before but it would be worth it. The more children that her children make naturally the more easier for her to give them magic. And in time said children she gave magic would go and have more children and by the time they would have their own magic, inherited by their parents. And all she had to do is giving magic to her other children's children that doesn't have magic. And hopefully, by the time the chosen One arrived in this world, she would have enough magic to make his and his generation the same or even stronger than her last.
She would do this right. Her children had made her proud. And this time it was her time to make them proud. No matter how tired she would be, she won't give up. She vow this on her magic. She vow for the sake of her last children.
Her children had fought until the end of their lives. And now she would be damned if she give up. If she didn't do anything to help her new children. Is she lets her last children down.
Now, she could only hope that things go well. If not, she hopes thing doesn't go too bad. After all she might have made them but their still their own, they have their own mind and choices, and nothing she do would change how their mind work. If by some chance, some of her children turns out like the Foul. Well, she could only hope that her other children would be able to vanquish them.
And so the world is restored, it has been a millennia since the end of her last children and the Mother of Magic and Earth had make new children, though she is able to recreate every races, there is one race that she could not make to be magical, the humans. She reason that it was because she was exhausted from making so many children at the same time that when she make the humans -they were the last to be recreated- she doesn't have enough magic to make them magical. She wasn't worried though, she knew she only needed time to make them magical. Right now she needed to make her other races children have enough magic to be able to produce a children with their own magic core.
Once again her last children was right, ever since she recreated the new-yet-old races, her new children's magic is different from before. Where before they would have enough magic to do wandless for daily uses, now though, their magic is so little she doubt they would be able to use magic even with a focus until maybe another ten or twenty millennia. It might have been too long, but really, she doesn't have enough magic now, even to give one person a magic, she truly exhausted herself making many new children in only one millennia. And moreover, because she doesn't have enough magic, the humans doesn't have enough life force to last more than a hundred maybe even less.
How that annoyed her. Before, the humans had the same life force as the other races, able to live more than a few millennia. And now because of her mistake in calculating how much magic she needed to make all the races, her human children have to pay the price. For now she would only be able to plant what little of magic she had left inside all the human children, it wasn't enough for them to be able to use or even sees them, but it was enough, that should they procreate at least some of their descendant would have enough magic in their body to use.
Well its not like she could do over, she needed sleep if she wanted to have enough magic, true, she could gather magic too if she is awake, but, its ten times faster if she sleep. So she decided to sleep, maybe sixteen millennia is enough for her.
When she began making her new children, it was her dream that she didn't have to watch her children die for the next few thousand. But instead here she is seeing yet another one of her children died of old age. Though most of of them who died is human, making her remember of both her mistake and her vow.
When she woke up from her sleep, she found out that she's been asleep for thirty-two thousand years. It was twice longer than what she expected. She had thought that she only needed sixteen millennia or the maximum twenty thousand years, yet she was wrong. Guess she was more tired than she had ever expected to be.
But that was two centuries ago, now she's awake for all those two centuries spending it watching and observing her children. And she found she didn't like what she sees.
Somehow her human children had no idea that there is magic, and the places that they were living in is places that was specifically hidden by her children from the other races. And as a result, they're living place is only one thirty-seven portion of the real space.
And what really pisses her off is that even though she had given the humans her last magic they still had yet opened they're magical core. That really annoyed her because she had no idea why they won't open.
And so first, the humans didn't know about magic. Second, the humans didn't know about the other races. Third she also found out that the other races deemed the humans lower than themselves. Fourth many of the races hated each other and deemed their own most hated races to be their natural enemy. Five, she didn't know what to do and how to help. And six, she needs a drink.
It's been seven centuries since woke up. And for the last five centuries she has thrown herself in a research as to why the humans hasn't tap their magical core yet. From what she had found, it seems that when she plant her magic inside the humans, she was too tired that she unconsciously blocked the magic she gave to the humans, causing the magic she gave to them went dormant deep inside their magic.
She also found out that because she is a being -reasons that she still doubt, but had no other reason-, she should not forcibly opened their magical core unless she wanted her human children to blow up their inside. No way would she do that again, the first time she tried to opened their magical core, she tried it on a man around twenties, the result is not a good one, the moment she opened it, the magic became violent and the man had an instant death. She was so shocked that time, and she felt really guilty, she should have search it before she tried to do it, and thanks to her mistake she had killed one of her own children.
If she had to go to sleep like her children, she was sure that she would have had nightmares of the incident's memories.
And from her mistake she learned, and she found that while its true that she could not forcibly opened the magical core when they were already born, she could however opened some of the one who was still hasn't been born, meaning their still in their mothers body, during pregnancy. However even if she could opened it doesn't mean she could opened every babies core, no she found that even though she had a lots of magic she doesn't have that good control over her magic, and with her not being able to do anything but make children, give and opened magic during pregnancy, she could only sit and watch helplessly, she could only watch many of her children died because of wars, magic or no magic, there would always be war. And she could only opened at least ten to fifty thousand children per year.
She could not talk to them, she could not touch them, she could not give them advices, she could not prevent things from going bad. How she wish she could do so, alas she might have been a being, the one who created the children, but she is not the highest out there, she is only one of the many world being. And sometime she cursed the higher being for not allowing her to do anything she had wanted to do.
He really is a curious thing. Its been one millennia and seven centuries since she woke up, thirty four millennia and seven centuries since her last children died. And around twenty five years ago she had a small slip, she lost control of the magic she gave him, and ended up giving him more magic than usual. It was not intentionally, and so she decided to watch him.
Merlin is his name. A bit after she had the slip, she watched one of the humans magical -The Đrûíd- had a prophecy, she don't know whether it was because of her slip ups or because it is his destiny that he became Emrys. But she found that she doesn't really care the reason, she is happy, because the prophecy claimed that Merlin would united all magic! She wonder for a second if maybe Merlin would be one of the mentor to help the chosen One.
She quickly push that thought though, the chosen one's time still hasn't come, that she knew. Every soul whenever their time to be born always glowed brightly as a sign. They started glowing at least five to twenty years before their due. And the chosen one's soul still hasn't glow so she shouldn't start getting her hopes up yet.
Back to Merlin, she had watched him since he was born, and it was shown in his days that her slipped up magic did affect him, as he was far stronger than any other humans magical.
It was quiet amusing, to see Merlin's adventure with one Arthur Pendragon, how he always there with Arthur whenever he goes and ended up saving him whenever magic is involved. But as amusing as it is seeing them, she also didn't like whatever it is with Uther Pendragon, not heeding the fact that he is also one of her children, he is way too arrogant to her taste, and while he is not even close as evil as the Foul, he still is evil with his hate towards magic, really, killing people just because they were different and have magic. No wonder poor Morgana fell into her sister's -Morgause- lure, she have to lie and hide herself, after years of being told to hate magic. Finding out she have magic, and had to be afraid because even if she is the ward of the king, still doesn't protected her from the wrath of Uther Pendragon, and Merlin, foolish Merlin, if only he had told Morgana that he also has magic, then maybe she wouldn't have fallen to the evil side.
She was also quite fond of Arthur Pendragon. At first she was annoyed of his stubborness, because he even though know that his father is really evil, still believed his father's word, and took quiet some time to believe that not every magical is evil, that they were good people too. But in the end he believe, he believes in magic and thanks to him helping Merlin, magic flourished, and his personalities had grown on her. That and his snarky comment to Merlin really did amused her.
Five hundred years had passed since Merlin's day, and she found herself bored to the death, well not death, but you got the point. She had been so amused his adventure that when he died she found it so hard to not get bored. That is not to say her other children's are boring, but most of them didn't have as much adventure as Merlin, or her former world's children.
It is as she had expected, that Merlin became one of the most well known figurehead in the humans magical community, even though its already five centuries since his time, his name still hold a power, and most of the wizards and witches -as the humans has taken those words to call themselves- seems to like using his name as a swearing word such as 'Merlin's beard', 'Dear Merlin'. Its really hilarious to see them swearing that words, if only Merlin and Arthur able to see this, she's sure that Arthur would be laughing his ass off while Merlin would stood like a rock with a face frozen in horrific.
Though its true that Merlin is still considered the best, that doesn't mean that he is the only one strong enough to be noticed, recently she had watched a group of four people consisted of two women, and two men around their twenties. Their not as strong as Merlin, but they are without a doubt stronger than the others. And each of them has their own unique and quirk, for example the oldest woman, Rowena Ravenclaw is a complete bookworm, that is not to say that she is an arrogant know-it-all, no, she is actually quite modest and she is the most stern between the four of them. She also have her own strongest magic affinity, she might not have been the strongest in the power of spell but she has the record of the quickest spell casting. And her power in scrying is no slouch either, she is considered as the best scrier in her time. Another strong point is her amazing skill in runes, she as far as people know, had no match in her rune skill.
The next oldest after Rowena is Godric Gryffindor, many people said that he is the bravest man ever, and they were not wrong, but not for the same reason as what other people are thinking, other people think that he is the bravest because he had never backed down from duel. But she on the other hand believes that Godric is the bravest because he accepted his fear, he had never been ashamed of his self and fear, he had never let his fear ruled him. He still fear, for him it is normal to fear something, and he turn his fear into determination, and it made her really admire him for that. In spell, Godric is not considered to have the strongest power spell -that was reserved for Salazar and Helga-, nor is he the quickest -Rowena and Helga-, but he is the best on hand-to-hand, swords, weapons, and enchanting. He hadn't lost in battle of swords since he was eighteen, and thanks to his skill in enchanting, he enchanted all his weapon, and whenever he dueled with Salazar they almost always ended in a draw, even though he rarely used spells.
Salazar Slytherin is a really cunning man, and he has a really silver tongue. Its really funny whenever she watched him manipulating many Lords and Ladies into doing things he wanted them to do. And how he could make people feel stupid with his sarcastic comments. Now Salazar, whereas Godric and Rowen has the best weapon and runes skill respectively, he on the other hand is the best in Dark arts and has the most power in his spells. He is actually a really good man, however her children had became a narrow-minded people ever since Merlin's day. They have actually believe that using Dark arts mean that they were evil. And so Salazar was feared by the others, he had not had a good childhood. His unique skill in the snake language -Parseltongue- made people and even his own parents wary of him. And his affinity in Dark arts only improve peoples caution towards him. Salazar had always been cutting people from get too close to him, at least he did until Godric came and bugged him until he finally let himself open. And not long after he met Godric, he and Godric met Rowena and Helga in their travel.
If you asked people who is the most kindest among the four of them, they would without a doubt said Helga Hufflepuff. They were right to an extent, but not all is right. Its true that she is kind, kindest among them but she is also the most sternest among them, even more than Rowena. Many people thought that because of her personalities and skill in healing she would be the weakest among the four of them, no, that wasn't true. In terms of power she has the second strongest spells in her arsenal, and second quickest casting, she is also superb in archery, she wasn't good in other weapon but she is good with archery, she could even match with Godric in archery. And unlike what many thought, being a healer means that she had to have a mastery in both herbology and potion, and beside being the best healer in her time she is also the best herbologist and potion mistress, better than Salazar -in potion-.
Not many know that though, people this days while not that bad is still a bigot, they always seems to see only on the bigger picture, if one is a healer, than they're weak, if they're a dark wizard, then they're evil. And it doesn't help that most of those who went evil is dark wizards and witches.
Somehow other people thinks that Godric is a Light wizards, how that happen she didn't know. Godric is after all a Gray wizard, using Gray magic in most of his spells arsenal. Meanwhile, Helga is a Light witch, Salazar is a Dark wizard, and Rowena is a round witch, meaning she use all kinds of magic evenly.
She was so happy when Godric, Helga, Rowena, and Salazar decided to make a school of magic, and they allowed children from all races to learn in there. Hogwarts is its name, they made the school a castle, and the four of them together is strong enough to make the school sentient, though the castle is not yet completed and so hasn't woke up. They have decided to divide students in order to train them with their own magic affinity with a houses, four house, each has their last name.
Godric enchanted a hat, named Alistair, to be a sentient hat that was given knowledge by each of them, in order to sort the students in each house they would be best at. Each houses was known for their requirement. Gryffindor is said for all the noble and bravest, Ravenclaw is said for all who prices knowledge above all, Hufflepuff is said for all who is loyal and hard working, and last Slytherin is said for all those who is ambitious and cunning. They were to an extent right.
It was very enlightening to see how much the school had flourished, even though it had only opened for thirty years, its already been thought as the best school.
The four is doing really good, if they were asked they would say that. But not all is good, for one, Salazar's youngest son had to watch his wife and youngest children died killed by the non-magical humans and now he had to watch both his youngest son and eldest grandson in so much pain, losing to the evil side and began hating non-magical, starting by calling them muggle and mudblood. And worst of all, they have spread a rumor how the Most Ancient and Noble house of Slytherin is always a pureblood, that they hates muggleborn and mudblood. And now people think that Salazar is an evil muggle hating dark wizard.
In the end he couldn't stand it anymore, and he decided to leave on a journey. Of course Godric forbid him from leaving, saying that they -Godric, Rowena, and Helga- would be there for him and always believe in him, that he can't go because they needed him there as their best mate. Salazar relented, for a few months he still stayed in the castle, ignoring all the other three and instead working by himself. Until he secretly run away from the castle, away from his friends.
Witches and wizarding world she decided are full of moron and bigots. How they have fallen so far from Merlin's day. Before all the magical are on thought to be the same, no lower or higher. But now, now they have disgrace Merlin and her former children's hard work. They actually had the gall to think that humans is the best, the normal one, that the other races are merely a beast, that's it, they labeled them to have no mind, that they couldn't think at all. What a bullshit.
She had thought that by changed, it only means the power of magic that change, not this kind of change. The world changed into a world of bigotry. She wasn't angry when her former children kidnapped children from their parents, she wasn't angry when the other races ignored the humans, she wasn't angry when Merlin let Morgana fall in to the evil side, she wasn't angry back then.
But now, now she is angry. The humans, her magical humans children had enslaved many of the other races, spitting on the very wish of her former children -they didn't know the wish, but she didn't care-. How dare they enslaved their own kin?! No matter how many different their magic is, their body, their need, they shouldn't have enslaved them, they are after all born in the same day, same time, same mother -her-.
Never before she cried because of her children, she thought it would be impossible for her to be ashamed of her children, but she did. She is ashamed of them, she is ashamed of what they had become, and most of all she is ashamed of herself for allowing this to happen, never mind the fact that she was not allowed to interfere.
And now she could only hope that the One come soon and changed the world back to its greatest moment.
Thursday, 28 December 1979
Hog's Head pub, 22:25 p.m.
It was a really cold night. Somehow, tonight is colder than the usual and the street is so full of snow that people are forced to take shelter in most of the shops. Such is the case as the people in Hog's Head, a pub owned by one named Aberforth Dumbledore.
Aberforth is pissed. His brother -even in though he still spat the word- is here even though he had told him to never come here, yet he still did. He swear that he did it to make him angry. And he had ordered a room for interviewing a teacher, a divination teacher. Really, why in the name of Merlin did he need a divination teacher? Everybody knows that lesson is bull, only those who is a real seer would benefit. And maybe those who wants an easy grade.
And on top of that there is a dark greasy haired young man, watching his brother's movement. He bet ten galleon that he is a Death Eater in disguised assigned to spy his brother. What a bugger. Now he had to watch him too, for no matter even if he doesn't care about his damn manipulative brother doesn't mean he would let a potential danger harm his customer -in case they fight-.
Its been twenty minutes, and his brother's maybe-soon-to-be employee had come and they headed to the room that his brother booked. The dark one seems to had noticed him watching so he decided to look as if he is a normal customer, maybe hoping that he stopped watching him.
And what really annoyed him now is, his damn brother had said his room number so loud that he's sure that he is baiting the spy to come and spy his room. Damn old coot. Though he is curious as to why the old coot wants the Death Eater to spy on him. 'maybe he wanted him to hear something?' he thought of why but that was the only reason why his brother would purposely bait the DE.
And so he waited. The DE seemingly given up of trying to lead his attention on somewhere else decided to go and stealthily went up to the room. He almost didn't see him, because he was serving a customer but he did. And he also went up to the up floor to catch that man.
And there he is, casting the spying spell on his brother's room. He growled and said "You thin' you could evade me don' ya?!". He tugged harshly the man's collar on his back and dragged him to the back door and throw the man outside. Never mind the cold.
He sneered and said "Don' ever come back again, or else" he threaten the man. The man sneered back at him and apparated, where he didn't know but guessed that he had gone back to his master's side.
Severus Snape is not a happy man, when he was a young child he was forced to live with that damn excuse of man as a father, he was an abusive man towards him and his mother. Back then he thought that he would never found happiness, but he did, in the form of Lily Evans. She was his first friend ever, and he was really happy to finally have a friend -though he never showed it- and he had believed that they would always be friend forever.
He was sad when he realized that he would be going to a different school with Lily, because he is a wizard and his mother already pay the tuition to enroll in Hogwarts.
And the Lily got the letter, Lily is a witch. He could have danced with joy when he sees her with the letter. Not wasting another time he quickly told her of the wizarding world.
His happiness is gone though since when he was resorted to Slytherin and that damn Potter keep pranking him and trying to take Lily away from him. And now thanks to the incident in fifth year, he had lost Lily's trust and the first friend he ever had. He really hated James bloody Potter.
He was drinking mourning the end of his freedom as he had taken the Dark mark. And it was here when he saw Albus too-many-names Dumbledore waiting for who he didn't know.
Unlike what some people thought, he didn't came here because the Dark Lord knows that Dumbledore would be here. No, he was simply drinking his problem away, it was only a coincidence that he was here tonight.
He noticed of course that, Dumbledore's brother Aberforth is watching him, probably thought that he is a Death Eater -which he is- here to spy on his brother. Not that he cared, but he admit to being curious as to why Dumbledore is here, and who knows maybe if he hear something worth he would be rewarded, hmm maybe a year of not being Crucioed? Nah, the man loves to torture too much he would never give a free pass.
But he did so anyway, around half an hour after Dumbledore went upstairs he waited for Aberforth to be occupied by a customer and when he did he quietly went up.
He used the spying spell -Exploratores estis- and hear the conversation. It turns out that Dumbledore's only interviewing a woman for from what he hears, the divination's teacher. He was disappointed to hear nothing worthwhile, and he was going to go back to home when suddenly the woman's voice changed and she said "The one with the power to vanquished the Dark Lord approaches… born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… -".
He was going to hear until the last but was interrupted by the younger Dumbledore and thrown outside, he looks angrily at the man and sneered at him before he apparated to the Dark Lord's hall to give him this information.
Friday, 13 August 1980
Hogwarts Headmaster Office
"What do you mean that our son will kill the Dark Lord?!" a man with black messy hair that seems would never be neat, and a brown eyes with glasses, he is probably over 6"2' feet, stand up and shouted to a long silver bearded and elderly look man.
"I mean what I said James, either your son, Harry, or Frank's son, Neville will be the one to kill Voldemort" the old man stated clearly. "There's a prophecy concerning the one to kill Voldemort, and I believe that either young Harry or Neville is the one to kill him for good" he explained.
Hearing what he said, James looks like he was going to blow up, his face is so red, "Prophecy?! Are you crazy Albus?! You believe in a prophecy? Everybody knows that divination is bullshit! Do you actually expect us to believe that because of some fake prophecy that Voldemort would suddenly go after our son?!" he said incredulously.
"James, I assure you that this prophecy is the real one, I've watched them myself, the woman who give the prophecy is the new divination teacher and her name is Sybil Trelawney, she is the descendant of Cassandra Trelawney" Albus sighed and then talk again as if his word is enough to assure both James and Lily.
"I still don't-" James started to talk but stopped himself when Lily glared at him. "Assume that we believe you, now, tell us what is the content of the prophecy's?" Lily stared at Albus daring him to not tell both her and James of what the content is. She had been quiet since she came, and just let James be the one talking, clearly she is calculating and waiting to talk in the right moment.
Albus stared at her for a few moments, his eyes showing displeasure for a second that Lily almost missed it. Now his eyes back showing a twinkle and kindness, he said "Are you sure you want to know my dear? It would after all be best for less people to know what the content is". Clearly he was trying make her back down.
She won't back down though, this matter is concerning her son and she would be damn before she lets herself unprepared due to a meddling old man. "of course we are sure, after all if you don't tell us how would we be able to believe the prophecy?" she said never once left the old man's eye, she sense a legilimency attack but her occlumency is strong so she didn't let it bother her.
Albus sighed and said "Very well, the content of the prophecy is "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equel, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies...".
Lily cringed while James stood there gaping, his mouth opened and closed making the perfect imitation of fish. "So it is true" Lily whisphered to herself but was heard anyway by the other occupant inside the room. "Yes its true, my dear" Albus said, his eyes twinkling madly.
James gritted his teeth for a few seconds before saying "Fine! We believe you, now you said that Voldemort know of the prophecy, would you please tell us how he know?" he said please with a sarcastic tone that was not missed by Albus.
Albus glared for a second before answering the question "The night Sybil deliver this prophecy, there was a Death Eater in the Hog's Head -the place that I used to interview her- and he spied on us, I didn't know he was spying until I heard my brother shouting at him".
Lily eyed him suspiciously, Albus Dumbledore is a strong man after all, he is considered as the best since Merlin after he defeats the Dark Lord Grinderwald. There's no way a man like him who had a more than centuries of knowledge and experience would not know that someone is spying on him.
"And now my dear, we should talk about all three of you's safety" Albus continued, looking at them expectantly. Lily frowned, she didn't know what to do, she guessed the Potter manor would be the best but the Potter manor is currently in inovation because both she and James wanted a make-over with the manor -the manor held too much memories of James's parents who died a few months ago- and they also decided to hired the goblins to cast more wards around the manor, and the manor would need at least one and a half year to finished.
Seeing the look on both James and Lily, Albus ask them again "How about you use the Fidelius charm, my dear?".
"A Fidelius charm?" Lily thought for a minute and decided "Well I guess the charm would be enough for now until we are able to move into the Potter manor". She looked at James who nodded at her. "Excellent! Now would you mind if I'm the one to cast the charm?" Albus asked smiling brightly at the both of them.
"No, not really" she didn't really want to but she thought that it would only until they were able to move into the manor anyway so she didn't refuse the offer.
And after they discussed about when will the charm be casted, both Lily and James excuse themselves with the reason they already left Harry with their friend Sirius too long and that it was time for them to take him back.
Two months later
"James" Lily said, she looked so worried and she was bitting her lips. James hearing her called for him looked up from the newspaper that he was reading and asked "Whats wrong Lils?" seeing Lily so worried had made him worried that something is wrong.
"Its just that I'm wondering what would happen if we didn't make it" Lily said, still bitting her lips.
James looked confused, "What do you mean Lils?"
Lily licked her lips and said "Well, I know that there's no chance of us being located by Voldemort unless Peter is either forced or he had betrayed us. But, I'm still wondering what would happen if he did betray us, what would happen if we died and left Harry alone? What if we did die and Harry is -" Lily was stopped by James as she is clearly having a panic.
"Lils, look at me, even if we die we will make sure that Harry won't be alone" James said confidently.
"But how would we be there for him James?" Lily asked, her eyes still glazed with tears though none left her eyes.
James smile warmly at her and assured Lily, "I know that you're gonna ask this, so I've decided to prepare things ahead" he paused for a moment before continuing, "About two weeks ago, I've taken some special trunks from the Potter Family's vault and with the trunks we will be able to still help Harry without us being there".
Lily looked at James strangely and asked "How would a few trunks would help him? True we could have put all of our things inside and give them to Harry, but what if someone else took the trunks? And even if it wasn't taken, how could we be sos sure that Harry would receive them, what if he sees them too late?"
James suddenly gained a sly look and looked at her excitedly "Thats not a problem anymore Lils! You see when I was young, Father told me that his Great-great-great-granduncle Augustus Potter is an enchanter, and before he died he puts his last masterpiece, the trunks inside the Family's vault. The trunks is special, because uncle Augustus specially made it so only those who were keyed to it to be able to used it"
Hearing what James said she thought for a few second, "And if we keyed both of us and Harry then only us three to ever be able to opened it and if we cast a few charmed to make the trunks appear in a specific time, then we could still help Harry!" she looked so excited and happy, she was worried to left her son alone with no help.
If they died, Harry would surely go to Sirius, however that was if nothing happen to him that forbid him from raising Harry, and if Harry really is the one that the prophecy refers to, then there would be chances that something would happen to Sirius, and he might not be able to raise Harry leaving him alone. Alone because even if they wanted Remus to raise him when Sirius are not able to, he wouldn't be able to because his illness forbid him from raising children.
But now, with the trunks she and James would be able to help Harry. "We could put all of our things inside the trunks and maybe we should put letters, our wills and our magical portraits so that he could talk with us even if he had never seen us" Lily said, hopes bloomed in her heart that her son won't be so lonely in his childhood.
And so Lily and James began to prepare their trunks, they've decided to emptied the Potter Family's vault living only a few thousands of galleon are left. They took all the moneys, weapons, books, wands, heirlooms, gems and anything else inside the fault and put them inside the trunks. Trusting their skill, they began to do the ritual to keyed them and little Harry to the trunks. They needed blood of each of them, they don't have any problem with their own blood, but it took all of their determination to take Harry's blood, especially when Harry began to cry.
One year later
Wednesday, 31 October 1981
Godric's Hollow
"Ma! Da!" a one year and three months old Harry James Potter cried happily at his parents as he watch them come into his room. Harry really took after his parents, especially his mother as not only Harry has her eyes colour, he also had her hairs colour though his is darker causing his hair became a dark maroon in colour, in contrast of Lily's bright red hair.
Lily and James are cautious, they don't know why but they've got a feeling that something really bad is going to happen. And if something did happen, they could only hope that at least Harry will survive.
They took Harry downstair and spend two hours teaching Harry words that they disguised as games. When suddenly James felt a disturbance on the wards that he and Lily secretly cast as another defense other than the Fidelius in the house. He panicked and gripped his wand tightly and stood up from the floor catching Lily's attention causing her eyes widen and she quickly took Harry and run to the upstairs.
"Go Lily! Quick make the runes, let me deal with him, don't look back and lose your concentration!" James shouted while he is fighting to keep the wards up.
He managed to buy time by keeping the wards for about 5 minutes, before his ward is broken down by Voldemort. Now, he only needed to buy three more minutes so Lily could finish the rune.
"Jamesss Potter" hissed a figure with a snake-like face coming inside his house. "You could be great you know, if you sssurrender now, I ssshall let you live" he hissed again.
"Voldemort" James spat the name as if the name itself is a poison and glared defiantly on Voldemort. Of course he won't surrender, who does he think he is, a stupid coward who believe that if they surrender they would be saved? No, he is not like those coward, he is a Gryffindor and he would not back down and betrayed his wife and son. He will fight and if Voldemort killed him, then he would die knowing he had bought time for Lily and die with pride that he died for his family.
"There is no way I'd ever joined you" James said as he silently cast a Bombarda at Voldemort. The spell is fast, faster than any others as James is after all one of the best auror, but Voldemort is not a normal wizard, he is stronger than James so he could easily batted the spell to sideway.
James didn't stop there though as he do a spell chain right after casting the Bombarda, he cast the Leg-locking spell, followed by an Ice prison spell, and then followed by a Stupefy. None of them even grace the Dark Lord but he didn't feel bad, his job now is buying time though.
They keep duelling for the next few minutes, where each keep casting both offense and defense spell until Voldemort finally had enough and cast the Avada Kedavra at James who dodged it the first as well as the second one, and Voldemort cast the Petrificus Totalus at James who were unable to dodged this time and was bounded by the spell.
Voldemort approach James and stand above him, "Its a shame that you refused my offer Potter, with your skill you would have been a good ally, but alas you're only a mudblood lover and you dare to defied. Remember Potter, no one defied me and survive, not even you, your wife and your son. Wait for your family in the other side! Now, Avada Kedavra!"
James life slowly leave his eyes until his soul finally leave his body, James Potter had died killed by his nemesis.
Lily is scared. She is scared for her baby. She's afraid that her rune won't be able to save her baby. It was the only way though, to save her baby. James had fought to buy her a time and now its her time to activate the rune and do her part in saving her baby. She knew that she would not come through this alive but she could still hope. Even if both James and her didn't survive, at least Harry would survive.
She could hear the fight between James and Voldemort, how could she not? Their spell that each had dodged had hit the walls and it causes the house to vibrate. She paid them no mind though for she is deep in concentration in activating her rune. The rune that she had made few months ago. She had been searching for ways to let her baby survive, of course she also search so that both she and James would survive too but unfortunately she didn't found any spells, runes or ritual that would let all three of them survived the Killing Curse.
She did however found an Ancient rune from Egypt among the Potter's rune books, a rune that lets her baby's soul come back to his body if he was dead only for a few hour. Of course that doesn't mean that could protected him from the Killing Curse, and there is a chance that it won't work because the Killing Curse doesn't only ripped the soul but also accelerating the soul's progress in passing to the other side.
And so she threw herself in a research on how to slow down someone's soul from passing too quickly to the other side. It took her months and little sleep, but she had finally make a rune on them. The downside? Her life, she found that if she wanted both the Egypt rune and her rune to work together she had to go through another rune that linked them together, and the downside from using three powerful runes is that she would be completely exhaust her magic and still hadn't activated the runes so she had decided to sacrifice her life force in order to replace the lack of magic.
Its been twelve minutes since she took Harry to his room and four minutes since she finished activating her runes. And just now she couldn't hear anything from the downstair anymore. Somehow she just knew that her love had died. He had died protecting her son. She was sure that she would die in less than two minutes, and in those two minutes she would make sure to give Harry her last moment. To make sure that he will still feel her love until she died.
"Harry mummy loves you remember, no matter what happens I will always love you, daddy will always love you" tears are streaming down her face, she could not believe this would be her last with her baby.
"Oh, Harry mummy love you so much. I love you so much" now she could not stop hugging and kissing Harry on his cheek, forehead and lips.
"I'm so sorry Harry" and she keeps telling that over to Harry.
Suddenly the door is opened and she knew she didn't have time anymore, wiping her tears eith her right sleeved. she turns towards the man she knew is Voldemort, glaring at him she said "You won't kill my son"
Voldemort raised his non existent eyebrow and laughed, "I won't? How could you be so sure little girl? I suggest mudblood that you stand aside, I don't normally give a mudblood like you a chance to live, but one of my best Death Eater had asked for your survival".
Lily scrunch her brow in confusion, who would asked for her survival? She didn't think she ever known a Death Eater. Well, she doesn't care, she won't back down. If he killed her than so be it, it would only helped her activate the runes. She already tied the runes to body and soul so that the moment the Killing Curse struck her down, her life force would go and activated the runes.
"No! I won't stand aside and let you killed my son" she sneered and move right in front of her son, completely cover her son.
Voldemort gritted his teeth and warned her again "This is the last time woman! Stand aside or I shall kill you!".
"My answer is still the same Voldemort" She said determination held strongly in her eyes. She would protect her son!
His eyes lit with rage as even in her last moment she still defied.
"Avada Kedavra!"
a light green beam shot so fast that she could only sees a streak of green coming towards her. And she felt a tug in her belly signing the fact that her runes had succesfully activated.
Voldemort looked into the other one person besides him and the woman. He looked right into eyes with the greenest eyes he had ever seen. Somehow even though he had seen his mother died he is still not crying. Instead he is glaring at him! He a toddler is glaring at him, Lord Voldemort, the greatest and strongest Dark Lord, and a toddler like him is not afraid of him.
Preposterous! No one should be able to looked at him without fear, not even his own Death Eater looked at him without a hint of fear, and yet here he is a toddler looking at him with eyes so much like his mother that it was so sickening.
He raised his wand and "Avada Kedavra!".
He was laughing when he was done, he had done it, he had killed the boy!
Voldemort was so busy with his own world that he never saw that Harry hasn't died yet, that a scar in the shape of lightning bolt is slowly forming on Harry's forehead, and he definitely didn't saw the Killing Curse he cast is being returned to him. He had only realised all of this when he suddenly found himself as a spirit, his body destroyed because of the Killing Curse and it was only because he had made horcruxes that he is still alive in the form of a spirit
He screamed in rage and in spirit, he ran away from the room, away even from the country. Left vowing to take revenge.
A/N : whoooohhoooo, its dooooneee, it took me three days to write this! So loonnggg, though it is quite lots of words. Well, there's so much that I wanted to write but held back. There's some information that I've already thought but didn't write it in this chapter. Okay I don't really know whether my story is good or not so pleaassee leave a comment!