Count Ronald de Weasley was wheeled slowly into École Hogwarts. The school, although old and decrepit looking, was almost exactly as he remembered it. It was so many years ago that he was there. The last he saw of the school was when he and his wife had set foot in the gondola leaving Him there...
A woman, perhaps the age of ninety wearing emerald-green robes was standing only paces away from Ronald. He had felt her eyes upon him, for he looked up curiously. This was, indeed, whom he had expected: Mme. McGonagall, the transfiguration mistress who had taught his wife so many spells.
"Sold!" The auctioneer announced, breaking Ronald's stream of thoughts. "Your number sir? Thank you.
"Lot six-six-five, ladies and gentlemen." At this the assistant held up the object for all to see, yet this object was nothing new to Ronald. "A rouge stone," the auctioneer described. "In the shape of a crystal. Inside is a valuable substance that is said to grant you eternal life. This item was discovered in the vaults of the theater still with the liquid inside, ladies and gentlemen."
Ronald's head lifted at those words. Rouge stone...valuable substance...in the vaults of the theater... That had to be it. That had to be the item that She had been talking about for so many nights.
But before Ronald knew it, the bidding had started. He saw Mme. McGonagall lower her wand as she had clearly had placed a bid the item.
He had to have this stone. This was the stone he had been searching for for sixty three years. He had to have the highest bid, no matter who the competitor was.
He whispered into the nurse's ear, and she had placed a bid. Mme. McGonagall had done this as well. Ronald once again whispered into the nurse's ear to bid, as she did.
"Thirty!" The auctioneer exclaimed. "And thirty five?" He asked persuasively to the old woman. Mme. McGonagall's eyes met Ronalds once again. She starred at him for a moment more, making the decision in her head. McGonagall knew at this point how deeply Ronald wanted this item, not for himself, but for...
She said "Nox" to extinguish her wand, rejecting the item. The auctioneer clearly understood.
"Selling at thirty sickles. Thirty once, twice-" he tapped his want onto the podium. "Sold for thirty sickles to the Vicomte de Weasley. Thank you sir."
The nurse exchanged the money for the stone, and placed it slowly into his old wizard hands. At this very moment, for the first time since he had last been here, tears clouded his eyes. The memories were becoming so clear.
He examined the stone closely. A collector's piece indeed, he thought sadly. Every detail exactly as she said. Will you still work when all the rest of us are dead?
There was a moment of silence in the École Hogwarts, for a fierce coldness swept around all of the necks of the citizens.
"Lot six-six-six, then." the auctioneer spoke. This time, it seemed to Ronald, that his voice was eerier and colder, making the hairs on his arms prickle. "A chandelier in pieces. Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom who Lived. A mystery never fully explained.
"We're told, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. The Ministry of Magic has repaired it and enchanted it with the new Lumos spell."
Two official looking wizards came up to it and stood at its side.
"Perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination." He took his eyes away from the crowd and onto the wizards. "Gentlemen!"
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Lately, I've been wanting to make a good phan phic that nobody has done before, or at least not very much. I thought "Okay, what can I do? I can't do a modern one, I can't do Les Miserables, and I can't do sex-swapped ones." I started thinking of all of the stories I could do while looking in my bookshelf. And then - "Aha!" Why hadn't I thought of it before? Harry Potter crossovers! I felt so happy with myself. -laughs- Anyway, I really hope you enjoy this. Every other week I'll put up a new chapter. Sometimes it might be sooner or later than that though, since I have school coming up. But I garentee that I will get a new chappy up.
Huggles to you all!
Yumi