Story Name: The Threads of Magic.
Rating: T
Summary: A dying wizard gives a young muggle his magical abilities…
DISCLAIMER: Do not mistake me for JK Rowling. She's a professional. I'm not. All characters belong to her. HOWEVER! This story is mine.
Contact Email: therefep spiderbite..com
Author's Notes: I'm in serious need of a beta. PM me or Email me if interested. Prefer PM's though…
Chapter 1: Tralatio Potentia
Unspeakable Vector was bored. For the last eight hours he had been drafting a legislation the probably never would be accepted. As soon as he jotted down the last few words with his favourite quill and he signed with a flourish and leant back. He looked at the lengthy parchment and reviewed it.
LEGISLATION NO.210: UNSPEAKABLES
This is to verify that veritaserum can be used WITHOUT consent of the person in question (See Clause A) or the legal guardians if the person in question is under-age. This only applies if they are found in the department of mysteries without consent to an unspeakable. This also allows for the use of occlumency and legillemency if the person in question does not co-operate. This also means that wizarding law 234: section b will be declared null and void in this matter. Furthermore…
On and on it went. Vector leaned back in his arm-chair and sighed. It had been a long day. Absentmindedly, Vector started doodling on a spare bit of parchment.
"I could really use a drink…" he thought to himself. He reached into his drawer and took out a bottle of 'Madam Rosmerta's finest Elf-Made Mead." He poured himself a glass and downed it in a few gulps. After a couple of glasses he got up and put on his coat, ready to leave for home. As he was putting it on a sudden glow enveloped him and he heard a weird sound from behind him. Instinctively he turned around and drew out his wand. He saw a blue orb, about the size of a bludger, hovering over his head. He was drawn to it. Hypnotized he reached out and arm and touched it. Suddenly he was falling through air. Vector opened his mouth to scream but he landed flat on his face on the ground. Groaning he got up and brushed dirt and leaves off his robes. Looking around, he realized that he was in a forest of some sort. The ground was littered with red and orange leaves and there were huge trees all around him. A small bit of sunlight streamed through the canopy of the leaves but the whole area was lit quite well. Taking no chance he raised his wand and said "Homenum Revelio." Nothing happened. After casting a few more incantations he finally believed that he was alone. "How do I get myself into these messes!" he groaned and got ready to apparate out the clearing he was in when he heard someone scream. He whipped out his wand and turned in the direction of the sound. Suddenly, a man landed on the ground from above.
"Bloody hell…" said the man.
"Identify Yourself!" barked Vector
The man slowly got up and looked at Vector. "Who the hell are you?" he inquired. "Where am I?"
"Answer my question first!" said Vector his wand still pointing at the man.
"Okay man…Sheesh. Put that stick away first. You'll poke someone's eye out." He reached for Vector's wand.
"INCACEROUS!" screamed Vector. Instantaneously cords bound the man's arms and legs together.
"The hell? How did you do that!" said the man in a surprised tone.
"Answer my question!" snapped Vector impatiently.
"Okay, Okay! My name's Mark. Mark Resonta. I was walking my dog when I saw this blue orb floating in the sky. I touched it and I suddenly fell here. Now….am I hallucinating?"
"Hallucinating… Stick… Doesn't seem to know about spells … Is this man a muggle?"
Vector flourished his wand and said "Manifesto summa!" A warm feeling crept over Vector's skin. Suddenly, Vector's vision changed. He started seeing everything in a mixture of colour. He looked at Mark and to his surprise saw that he was completely black. So he was a muggle. Ending the spell, Vector looked at the man who was talking to him. "What was that? Did you feel that? Did you do that? How did you that?" Vector silently cast a silencing spell on Mark and examined him. He was a male of about 18. He had a mess of blonde hair and was looking at him in a confused manner trying to talk.
"Should I tell him? I think I should. I'll obliviate him later anyway…" Removing the silencing charm he spoke.
"Umm…Do you believe in magic?" he said unsurely.
Mark looked at him as if he was insane. "What was in that coffee…" he mumbled to himself.
"Do you believe in magic?" asked Vector in a more confident voice.
The man looked at him funnily and said "Are you on drugs?"
"What? No!" said Vector with a scowl. "I'm a wizard!" with that he turned and transfigured a rock into a dove. "See?" he said.
"Cool magic trick" said Mark in an awed voice. Vector sighed angrily. Finally Vector lost is cool and through legillemency implanted all of his magic related memories into Mark's head. Mark gasped and fell quiet. After a couple minutes he looked a Vector.
"How'd you do that?" asked Mark in a quiet and serious voice.
"Magic" replied Vector. "Magic's real? How come I didn't know about it before?" Vector looked at the man, with an expression of amusement on his face and said;
"Of course you don't know. We don't tell Muggles like you about magic."
"Muggles?"
"Non-magic folk"
"Anyway why not? Don't you see that this will put an end to all disasters like Hunger and Disease?"
Vector shrugged and said "Well, it doesn't matter. I only told you this so I could have your consent to wipe your memory."
Mark paled. "My m-memory?" he said. "All of it?"
"No. Just the part about magic."
"But why? Can't you just make me sign an official secrets act or something?"
"Sorry" said Vector, making a clucking sound with his tongue. "No can do. I'm already breaking the international statue of secrecy as it is."
"International what? Oh well. You have my consent."
"Thanks." said Vector, leveling his wand to Mark's head. "Oblivi-" Vector was cut short by the sound of five loud "CRACKS". Vector turned suddenly and released Mark from his bonds. A sneering voice said;
"Well if it isn't the mudblood, Venious Vector…"
"Lucius" spat Vector at one of the five cloaked figures that were now surrounding them.
"How did you ever know?" said the figure smoothly. "I was under the impression that nobody could see under this cloak?"
"Nobody can. I can recognize that voice any ware though…"
"How very Ravenclaw of you…" said Lucius. Then Lucuis turned to the other cloaked figures. "Avery, Bellatrix, Dolohov, Nott…ATTACK!" But before anyone could do anything Vector yelled "STUPEFY!" at the top of his voice. The spell hit Lucuis on the back and he was thrown forward into Avery with such force that both of the men fell unconscious on the floor. Without hesitating he sent a 'Reducto' at Nott. Nott howled and clutched at his shoulder. This gave Vector enough time to send a second 'stupefy' at Nott. Nott slumped over unconscious.
Mark watched all of this in awed silence. Vector was now dueling with Bellatrix and Dolohov. He watched as Vector wove in and out of the various bursts of green light that burst out of Bellatrix's and Dolohov's wands. Finally he managed to hit Bellatrix with a well place 'Petrifcus Totalus' and then dispatched her with another 'Stupefy.' Now Mark stood there watching Dolohov send beam after beam of green light in Vector's direction. Vector was dodging the beam of light and was retaliating by sending beams of red, white and blue light at Dolohov.
"REDUCTO!"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"DIFFINDO!"
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
"RELASHIO!"
This time Vector got lucky. The 'Relashio' clipped Dolohov on the shoulder. Dolohov was spent spinning. Taking careful aim at Dolohov he sent out a "Stupefy". This time it hit Dolohov dead-center. Dolohov fell to the ground in a faint. Panting Vector turned to Mark, who was staring at Vector with fear and respect.
"Let's get out of here…" said Vector to Mark
"You took them all out…" whispered a stunned Mark.
"I know" said Vector smiling in weird manner, as if in pain. "Now stand still. I'm out of here." He grabbed Mark's wrist.
"Okay…In three, two, one" Vector stopped talking. A blood red mist sprayed all over Mark's face. He looked at Vector. The man was swaying on the spot, with an extremely white face. There was an ugly gash on his neck. He suddenly fell to the floor breathing heavily and in pain. Mark turned and saw Lucius standing there with an ugly look on his face. He had his wand pointed at where Vector had stood a moment ago.
"Not all of them Venious…" said Lucius in a strained sneer. He then pointed his wand at Mark and said "Goodbye."
Mark leapt to the side as the green light blasted into a tree that was behind him. Mark did some quick thinking. He ran towards Lucuis avoiding all the spells that Lucius sent towards him. When he got in range, he kicked him - hard – in between the legs. As Lucuis double over in pain, Mark sent a vicious uppercut at his head. That managed to knock him out. Breathing heavily, he turned to Vector who lay on the floor, convulsing. He rushed over to his side and knelt down beside him.
Vector was slowly, slipping into the clutches of death. Already blackness was beginning to envelope him. He looked at Mark. Vector Knew that he was dying and didn't waste any time in doing what he had to do.
"Give me my wand" he choked out. Mark scrambled to pick up the piece of wood and gave it to Vector. Looking directly into Marks eyes, Vector raised a shaky hand. With great effort he transferred his entire magical core into his hands. Then using a classified 'unspeakable' spell he whispered ;
"Tralatio Potentia!"
A golden light blinded everyone close to Vector. Vector gasped as he felt his core being ripped from his soul. A few seconds later, Vectors heart gave out. Unspeakable Venious Vector was dead.
Authors Notes: How was that? I kind of liked it and hopefully you will to. Review and Favourite please. I read all reviews so fire away. Flames are welcome. Good-bye.
-TheRefep
