Basically a Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, OC/Luna Lovegood.
Yes there'll be sex, and yes, humans (and creatures) bleed when injured.
Not a "Dark" Story just a mature one (I hope)... maybe I should add "Random attempts at comedy" in the tags, just in case.
Characters will not be OCC ; sure there will be character development that will follow my rules, but nothing outrageous, at least not to the point where they are unrecognizable.
The big story is there, i just need the details so suggestions are appreciated.
WARNING: the plot is not exactly simple, it is laced with a lot of moral, ethical, philosophical, fantastic, (maybe religious) hormonal and mundane issues. Ye been Warned.
The Essence of The Ethereal
Chapter 1
It was the last day of school at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft & Wizardry.
The year had been an eventful one; full of controversy and danger.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had been at the center of it all. Certainly, nothing that happened during the year had been his fault, and most of it could be traced to the fact that he had been born at the wrong place and at the wrong time.
The fateful day where his parents had been murdered by Lord Voldemort, was a day that had scarred Harry in more ways than just the physical one.
Passed onto him by Voldemort, Parseltongue, the ability to speak to snakes, had led him to uncover a secret plot to eliminate all muggleborn students from the school by making use of the ancient basilisk that laid dormant in the famed yet undiscovered Chamber of Secrets.
It all had ended a week back, with the combined efforts of Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger, leading to the defeat of the monster and his master.
On the way, Harry had managed to save Ginerva Weasley's life who happened to be Ron´s little sister.
With the threat gone, almost everything had returned to normality, and save from a few instances, the large details of what had transpired in the Chamber of Secrets, remained a secret to the vast majority of the students.
By that time of the year normally, classes would have already ended, and at most, people would only be waiting for exam results and such; But given the several events that took place along the year, some classes had yet to complete their curriculum.
One of those was History of Magic; a class that was regarded by many as the most boring of them all, as it was thought by a ghost, who managed to turn even the most important events in the history of the magical world, into a drawl.
Harry Potter, along with all of Gryffindor and Slytherin's second years, were present in the classroom that was dedicated to the subject History of Magic. They were the last batch of students who had yet to complete the subject for the year, and were preparing for the class.
"Why did it had to be History of Magic?" Ron whined loudly, drawing a chuckle from Harry and a scowl from Hermione.
"Quit complaining Ronald, I, personally find this class very interesting" She quipped, earning a dumbfounded expression from Ron.
Harry smiled as he watched them bicker. One would imagine that after two years of being in the middle of their discussions, he would have driven him mad by then. But if anything else, Harry enjoyed it immensely.
To him, both of them represented what having siblings would be like. He liked that thought a lot.
Looking around in the room, harry spotted several familiar faces. Most of them were having conversations regarding different topics, but from what Harry could overhear, most of it was centered around the excitement regarding the end of the school year.
Suddenly the doors that lead to the teacher's office opened.
Everybody stopped what they were doing, and turned to look at the doors, curious expressions on their faces.
Nobody had ever seen them open once in the school year; Most logically, since their teacher was a ghost. Some whispers erupted, as nobody spotted the deceased teacher.
The whispering stopped as soon as footsteps were heard, coming from the tunnel that led into the classromm. Some students leaned forward in their seat, trying to catch a sight of whoever was coming.
Harry was one of them, looking patiently at the shadow filled hallway.
The footsteps became louder and louder, until Harry could make out the silhouette of a tall thin man in the darkness.
Harry smiled as soon as vivid, purple robes filled his view.
Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts, strode gently into the classroom, and onto the teachers podium. The room was again filled why whispers and mutters.
Dumbledore gave everybody a second, before he cleared his throat to speak.
The room became silent almost instantly. Content, Dumbledore began.
"Good evening students" The headmaster addressed them all with his grandfatherly tone. "I'm afraid that there has been an inconvenience in teacher Binn's schedule, due to the unforeseen extension of this period´s classes"
Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged looks, wondering what could a ghost have to do that would impede it from showing up.
"As it stands, I happen to be the only other qualified teacher in the school to impart this subject properly; I do regret this inconvenience." he finished, peering at everybody over his half-moon spectacles.
Everybody leaned forward in their seats. Nobody of their generation had been thought by Albus Dumbledore himself.
For the headmaster to teach classes was not something that was unheard of. Although itusually happened in the later years, when the students were busy preparing for their OWL & NEWT exams. Often, teachers needed a helping hand in rather complicated subjects.
Harry for his part, was looking forward to it, and even Ron had perked up at the prospect of listening in on a lesson imparted by the legendary wizard.
Hermione was almost drooling.
Dumbledore stood in the podium, quietly, thinking to himself for a moment. Eventually he looked up and at the students.
"I wonder, do any of you happen to know how did our society, ended up the way it is?" he started speaking, his voice clear and smooth.
Hermione's hand shot up almost immediately, while the rest of the students looked at each other in mild confusion.
Dumbledore smiled "Miss Granger, it was a rhetorical question"
Hermione slowly pulled back her hand, while a small chuckle ran across the room.
"Of course, there is a lot on recent history" Dumbledore continued "Hundreds on articles explaining in hundreds of different ways, the hundreds of different true causes of the goblin rebellions; there are detailed biographies of almost any wizard that made a name for himself or herself in the last thousand years. We even have census data on magical creatures, inter-dimensional beings, rogue wizards and such"
He paused for a second, looking around the classroom.
"But i can't help but wonder, if you know the reasons why we hide from muggles, and why there are so many of them and so few of us in comparison; Or why and where does the bigotry on our society come from?" he paused.
Some sneers were heard from the back of the room, but nothing else; this time, it seemed that even Hermione was stumped.
Dumbledore nodded sagely, fiddling with his long, white beard.
"Well then" He started, a sudden, magnanimous air surrounded him as he entered his famous 'lesson mode' .
"It is a tale that goes back over two thousand years ago, to a time where magical beings, creatures and curses were not something that was kept away from anybody. In fact, people who openly practiced the magical arts, and mingled openly with common people.
Magic was something normal to everyone, and while not everybody was naturally gifted with the ability to control it, it was common knowledge the role influence that magical energy had in everything and anything.
There was a point in time where the magical arts, such as they are, had a golden age in terms of development. The Roman Empire had conquered most of the civilized world, providing a way from people and wizards from different places to meet and exchange ideas.
The empire, flourished thanks to this interchange; all kinds of new technologies and artifacts were crafted in those times. From better ways to forge metals to formidable galleys that could sink an armada on their own.
But naturally, there is always somebody who thinks that they deserve more than anybody else; in fact, this is one of the greatest downfalls of man.
His Ego"
Dumbledore paused to let everybody catch up. His tone had lost its earlier brightness, and while it hadn't turned somber, it had taken an air of seriousness that had drawn everybody in.
He continued.
"It started with emperor Caligula. He was a wizard like us, and he started to feel, that his gift in magic was something that he should not have to share with commoners.
He began by giving away a higher level of citizenship to wizards, and common people were left behind. Wizards began higher up in the army, were considered before anyone else for any position, and had privileges to resources during draught or famine.
He began to lose the favor of normal people, and the approval of philosophical schools, of which many wizards were part of.
But, lots of people liked their new privileges, and began indulging in them. What started as mere preference, became a matter of superiority and status, and many wizards began aligning themselves to the emperors ideals.
For generations the situation worsened. Powerful wizards began taking part of the elite classes of society, even becoming personal friends with the current emperor.
Anybody, muggle or wizard, who dared question the status quo was immediately stripped from any position, rank or status, if not outright exiled or killed. Resentment began to form in the hearts of muggles and wizards who had friends and family without magical abilities.
It was only due to the efforts of the philosophical schools of the time, and the sway that they had within the different classes of society that major incidents were avoided.
But when the killing and, purging started, a massive revolt happened. It was bloody and it left scars in society that were never fully healed. Thousands of wizards died in the 'revolution', and the only reason why it ended was because the leaders of both sides had been killed.
Order, and unity was almost restored in the reign of emperor Marco Aurelio. He was the first emperor in generations who was not a wizard.
He had earned his right, because of his ideas and philosophies, instead of military prowess. Known as the Emperor Philosopher, instead of trying to get payback for the slaughter of non magical people, he sought to reunite the most extreme and elitist classes of wizards with muggles, going as far as to commission research and projects that would make magical abilities an universal trait.
And rumor has it, that the project was almost successful.
But it was stopped when wizards that directly opposed the ideals of the emperor, outraged at the idea of magic no longer being an exclusive trait of the elite, unleashed the famous Augustinian plague, which killed off most of the people in charge of the project, and eventually it would take the life of the emperor himself.
After that, the empire collapsed. Wizards had to begin hiding their abilities as they were targeted as threats. And when Christian ideals took over, people who still dared to practice were shut off from society.
The largest school for wizards remained in the byzantine empire during the middle ages and in some places magic was still practiced; strongholds hidden in plain sight, thanks to spells devised to conceal them, like this school for instance; of course in the undiscovered American continent, magic was not suppressed until later at the hands of the inquisition."
Dumbledore took a second to breath, an continued.
"For the next thousand years, our numbers suffered from several reasons: witch hunts, inquisition, religion and shame all contributed. The fanatic Christian ideas of the time made people do barbaric things; some old families died off, in shame of their, so called, satanic trait.
Of course, eventually; some people began to realize that, magic was a more common thing that they had been bad to believe; and with the bubbling revolutions in thought, magical communities began to surface again.
Dumbledore ended his lecture on a heavy note. The classroom was silent, processing what they had heard.
"Of course, that is the simplified version of the subject, and there is more to it that can be encompassed in a mere class. Do with that knowledge what you will" he smiled, his warm, grandfatherly aura returning.
Harry leaned back into his seat. It was certainly an interesting topic, that covered some of the questions that he had yet to ask to anyone.
"That caliguala guy sure was stupid" Ron Muttered besides him; he wholeheartedly agreed. "Hermione" he said to the witch who was busy taking notes at lightning speed.
"Could i take a look at those later? just so that i won't forget?"
There was a murmur of consent from Hermione, who looked to be putting the final touches on her notes.
"If there is a lesson that i would like each and every one of you to meditate on is the following" Dumbledore spoke once more.
Everybody looked at him again.
"An idea or, ideal, no matter how foolish and irrational it might be, can take deep roots in a person's mind, given the right incentive; however, bright, philosophical and righteous ideas, can also take hold of someone's head."
He looked over everybody as he finished, contemplating the students reactions.
"But most importantly, the right man, in the wrong place can make the entire difference in the world" As he said that he made eye contact with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, a very serious expression in his visage.
The trio looked at each other confusedly; obviously he had intended those last words for them more than anyone else.
"That concludes these years classes; have a wonderful summer" cheery tone regained, and with a royalty that only him seemed to be able to pull off, Dumbledore strode out of the classroom.
I know, lots of loose ends, but this is just the start
Main pairings are set
Harry/Ginny or Harry/Ginny/Hermione, depends on where the plot takes me
Fleur/OC (Marco)
This is basically A romantic adventure epic with touches of drama
will try to be consistent, and i need a beta