The Will of Slytherin
This is a Squeal, so Spoilers ahead! Read at own Risk!
Chapter One: Flamel
'To Mr. Harry James Potter.
I think we need to talk, because I haven't the slightest Idea about what you are talking about. I can tell you that my Stone is sitting next to me, as it has been for the last six hundred years. Dumbledore told you he had my Stone? Did he happen to have my Mirror as well? I let him borrow it for study and he has yet to return it.
No matter, I still think we should talk. I didn't know your father but your Grandfather was a good friend of mine….at least for the most part, he could be a wild card of a man.
Contact me soon Mr. Potter, I have all the time in the world; you don't.
Nicolas.'
Harry stood there, the letter in his hands had slipped and now floated towards the floor. He'd worked so hard to protect something, felt guilty because he'd failed and it wasn't real. His hands rolled into fists, his eyes narrowed and he stormed out of the room.
Hedwig, noting her owners distress flew down to the letter picking it up with her beak and following after him.
Harry threw himself into one of the desks, he reached out for three slips of paper and started to write away. The first two didn't take him long, he folded them and wrote a name on each, then he finished his final letter. "Hedwig, can you take this one." He held up a note "To Daphne?"
The Owl bowed her head, looking at the other two with a curious bark.
"Want them all?" He asked
Hedwig bowed her head, then puffed her chest out proudly.
"Alright then, this one goes to Christian and the Letter goes to Flamel." He said tying the three to her leg, he rubbed a certain spot on her wing that he knew she loved and the owl jumped back to her task.
"What are you doing?" Cora asked with a slightly raised brow, standing in the doorway she had a curious glint in her eyes.
"Nothing, I have to make a call." He said with a calm grace, standing up and heading to the only phone in the house. He grabbed his schoolbag before going down the steps, Cora still on his tail.
'I'd just answer her.' Ginny whispered in his ear.
'Probably be a good idea, huh?' He sent back with a small sigh "I just got some bads news is all Noir, don't worry too much about it okay?" He gave the younger girl a smile.
Cora flashed her eyes at him, making them that shining pink to show she was reading his aura "Fine." Her eyes went back to normal "When you're done with the call, I'd like some help with my potions work."
"Okay." Harry said calmly, watching her round the corner and heading for the small study on the first floor.
It took him a few minutes, but he found what he was looking for and fixed the creases to read it better. It was a series of numbers, which he proceeded to punch into telephone. It rang a few times, before someone picked it up.
"Granger household, can I help you?" A bright voice said cheerfully.
"Hey Mione, It's Harry" He said in an equally cheerful voice.
Hermione sighed in the phone "I wish you'd stop calling me that, what do you want?" She asked in a calm tone.
Harry grinned, though she wouldn't see it "I just wanted you to know, Flamel contacted me and I think you should free up the 3rd." He said casually, biting the nail on his index finger.
"Let me guess, that's when you've asked Flamel to meet with you?" She asked, almost sounding surprised.
Harry laughed "You're getting good at this, you think you can make it?" He questioned.
"More than likely." Hermione said into the receiver, a door was closed "Hey, my mum just got in, call you later?"
"Sure, whenever you want." He said calmly, rubbing the back of his neck "Later."
"Bye, Harry."
After a moment, the line went dead and the dial tone could be heard again. He set it down, and walked back towards the study "Alright, so what did you need help with?"
Cora looked up from her mortar and pestle, giving her brother a grin "So how do I make the cure for boils again?" She asked with a sheepish laugh.
Harry laughed with her, pulling up a chair and leaning back in it "Well, let's start with some of the ingredients…."
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"So, Nicolas Flamel? The Nicolas Flamel." Remus asked, as they sat at the dinner table.
"Yes, the third." Harry confirmed for what felt like the sixth time.
"Still working over the fact he replied." Sirius mumbled, Selene elbowing him in the ribs.
The Veela woman gave him a bright smile "Don't mind him, he's just cranky." She said sticking her tongue out at her boyfriend. Selene would drop in every now and then, have dinner with them and maybe spend the night with Sirius but normally she went home. It was becoming a regular part of their lives, truthfully.
Sirius didn't seem effected by the blow in the least, he simply yawned a little and went back to his meal "Well prepare for the third then, you hear that Kreacher?" He asked, casting a glance at the kitchen.
They had chosen to eat in the kitchen, rather than the dining room; it was much more cozy and relaxed than the regal feeling of the ancient room. The Elf who was currently washing the dishes, nodded his head "Of course, Master Black." He said in his bull frog voice.
"Also count Hermione, Christian, and Daphne. They helped me get the information I needed, and they assisted me with the Stone retrieval." Harry told the elf with a smile, taking a bite of his meal.
Cora huffed a little "You better not make a habit of this, this dangerous stuff. I'd hate to lose you too." The smaller girl brushed her hair out of her eye.
"Well, wasn't that depressing?" Ginny muttered in his head.
"You're telling me." Harry said, slipping into their connection and he could hear the world around her.
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"So anyway, Molly dear this is a lovely Shepard's pie and- Fred! Put it away!" Arthur was saying before glaring at the twin, he thought to be Fred.
George grumbled a bit, removing the new treat from his little brothers sandwich. "I'm not Fred." He muttered, leaning on the table in a bored way.
"Honestly, calls himself a father." Fred murmured "I'm full, may I be excused?" The twin asked in a polite tone of voice, pushing what remained of his pie away.
"May I as well?" George questioned, not a second after.
Molly raised a brow, smiling at her husband before nodding to the boys "Of course, clean your plate then be off." She said in a kind voice.
Ginny gave them a sideways glance, sighing a little 'They always like that?' Harry's voice whispered into her head. 'They are, especially when dad gets them mixed up.'
"Ginny dear, you've been quiet lately are you alright?" Molly asked, giving her twin boys a sideways look as they headed for the stairs.
Ginny waved her off "You worry too much mum, just thinking about Hogwarts is all. Ron and Harry have told me so much about it, little over whelmed is all." She explained with a small smile.
'More like you're going to be bored to death in your classes, so you'll listen into mine.' Harry's voice whispered almost tauntingly.
'Shut it, Potter.' She sent back almost automatically, picking at her pie.
"Alright, perfectly understandable after all Ron was so happy to be going." Molly said patting her youngest son on the back, the boy gave her a smile and went back to his second pie.
Ginny frowned in disgust, standing and wiping her mouth "It was good mum, thank you." She said in a respectful voice and headed up the steps.
It only took her a few moments to reach the landing, she knocked once and then twice in a repeat, giving it a kick as well. "Come in Ginny!" Fred's voice sounded from behind the door.
Ginny entered the room, giving it a look around for Harry's sake. The walls were panted quite poorly in a grey-ish colour and in certain spots you could see the old blue. Posters hung in random spots, a large majority were still Muggle but a few moved about. Two beds were pushed against the opposite walls and in the middle was a small table, with a few creations the teens were working on.
"Dad called you Fred again didn't he?" Ginny asked, throwing herself onto George's bed after kicking the door shut.
George snorted, giving her a dull look "You know, if he'd spent more time at home he might know which of us were which." He said darkly.
"That's something I never understood, he works day and night but never gets a raise or promotion." Fred said in pondering thought, touching his chin "Whatever, how's lover boy?"
'Did he just call me Lover boy?' Harry questioned, almost snarled really.
'I think he did.' Ginny confirmed "Fred, it's Harry. Call him Harry or I will hex you." She threatened, pulling out her wand it was a ratty old thing that was once her Great-Grandmother's on her Mum's side. She was told it had a unicorn hair and maple wood, honestly she hated the thing but it was better than nothing.
Fred held up his hands, giving her a small smirk "Sure thing sis, sorry I mean how is Harry?" He asked casually, going back to grinding something in his Motor and Pestle.
Ginny shrugged her shoulders "He's fine I guess, seems a little annoyed at something but doesn't want to talk about it." She explained, brushing a strand of light red hair from her face. "What are you making?"
"A knock out cloud." George answered without much thought. "We just need to find the proper balance, too much Ashwinder ash and you'll knock someone out for hours."
"But too little Doxy venom will make someone vomit, pass out and void their bowels." Fred finished "And while that might be funny, we just want something that will knock some out for a few minutes."
"Why are you making it?" She asked with a raised brow, Harry nodding in agreement in the back of her head.
"Flich, if we throw a cloud of this at him." Fred started.
"Then you guys can slip past him without him being the wiser….clever." Ginny complimented, giving her big brothers a smile "I'd hide that though, I can hear Mum coming up the stairs."
True to her word, Molly knocked once and poked her head through the door "There's cobbler, would you like any?" She asked gently, she must have caught the slip too.
"No, thanks though Mum." George said leaning back on his bed, kicking Ginny lightly with his foot.
Ginny huffed and slapped his leg, crossing her arms and glaring at the wall.
"I'll have a small bit." Fred stood up, patting Ginny on the head and leaving the room with Molly.
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"Hey, Harry!" Cora sang walking into the study.
"No." He responded almost instantly.
"Awe come on." She said throwing herself into a chair next to him "You know I'm rubbish with this stuff."
Harry rolled his eyes, closing his book after marking his place "Fine, what do you want to study today?" He asked standing.
"Transfiguration!" She said instantly, pulling out a wand.
"Where'd you get that?" He said flicking his own wand at the door, making it close quickly.
Cora shrugged and tried to look as innocent as possible, which was basically screaming 'look I took something!' and it made him smile "Nicked it from Selene." She said shyly.
Harry rubbed his brow, laughing brightly "I doubt it'll work for you, wands are fickle like that." He said holding out his free hand "I sneak it under the table, that way you won't get in trouble."
"No." Cora said holding the wand away from him "I want to try, what's the worst thing that happens? I mess my arm more?" She said gesturing towards her gloved arm.
"You could lose it all together." Harry warned.
"Well, then people will stop asking why I'm wearing gloves in the middle of June." She snapped, flicking the wand towards the bookshelf next to her.
The bookshelf exploded in a swarm of sparks and flying papers, some of which started to catch on fire. Harry widened his eyes slightly, the bracelet around his wrist glowed slightly 'Aguamenti' was whispered into his mind and he did the following movements "Aguamenti!" He barked once, making a small jet of water hit the smoldering pages.
Cora was looking on with wide eyes, going from the bookshelve to Harry and was looking for words. Before Harry could say anything "Coraline Ariel Hood!" was hissed out, and Sirius pushed his way into the library.
Cora went from wide eyed to completely terrified, backing until she hit a wall and sliding down.
Remus grabbed Sirius by his collar and tossed him back, giving him an evil glare and turning back to Cora "Cora, it's alright. Accidents happen, Harry did much worse than you before." He said in a very calm tone.
Cora nodded her head, looking down and holding the wand out "Sorry."
Remus took the wand gently from her hands, then passed it back to Selene after he examined it for a moment "Now why did you take her wand?" He asked.
"I-I wanted to study Transfiguration…" She said softly, still looking down.
Remus looked amused "Why would you want to study such a hard subject." He asked standing up.
Cora looked up, glancing to Sirius "So…So I can change shape too." She said very softly "I'm sorry…I-I.."
"Stop." Sirius said softly, running a hand through his hair and gently walking pass Remus and kneeling in front of her "I'm not mad, and I'm not disappointed." He spoke gripping her gently by the chin "I was afraid you could've hurt Harry, or yourself. Those books can be replaced, everything can…just not you two."
Cora sniffed once and threw herself into Sirius' arms, openly sobbing and mumbling apologizes. While that was going Remus inspected the damage "These are the muggle books anyway, we can always find more copies." He said casually, the other cases had enchantments on them to protect the books from such accidents.
"Ow did she steal my wand?" Selene whispered down to Harry "I always carry it in my olster…"
Harry raised a brow and shot a glance to Cora "She didn't grow up easy…so she's got sticky fingers." He explained "You could have set it down without thinking about it." He reasoned, turning on his heels and heading for the door.
"Oh no, you're in trouble." Remus said grabbing the Potter heir by the ear.
"Ow! What'd I do!" He said grabbing onto Remus' hand.
Remus rolled his eyes "You both did magic, so you're both grounded." He spoke in a firm tone.
"No fair!" Harry hissed, trying to pry his ear loose.
Remus let his ear go, then shook his head "It is, I've told you several times to not to magic outside of practice and Hogwarts." He cast a glance at Cora "You too kid."
Cora wiped her eyes, but nodded her head.
'Tough luck.' Ginny whispered in Harry head, she was serving a grounding sentence for helping Fred prank George. It was up tomorrow, so they had planned on Harry going over and they'd go swimming.
'Hang on.' Harry sent back, rubbing his ear "What about Ginny, I promised I'd see her tomorrow and I didn't do magic for fun. I did it to protect my sister." He reasoned.
Remus was about to speak when Sirius cut him off "You can go to Ginny's, then you serve and extra day for that time off." He said glaring at Remus to invade his authority, he held his hand out.
"Deal." Harry shook it, and then turned on his foot "I'll be in my room."
"Not surprising." Selene said rather quietly.
"I like my meditation time!" The young boy huffed.
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The main door knocked about three times, then after a minute knocked again. The door was opened casually, by a slightly confused Harry "Hermione?" He asked glaring at her.
"Hey Harry, we were supposed to meet today right?" She asked with a raised brow.
"Mione, it's six in the morning. The only reason I heard you was because I passed out with Cora in the foyer." He said rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, opening the door wider "Come in."
Hermione looked in awe, the place was beautiful and it let in just enough light to be shadowy yet comfortable. "This is amazing." She said walking past and covered portrait which opened instantly.
"Boo!" Walburga shouted, making Hermione jump and fall. The portrait cackled in laughter "I haven't gotten a reaction like that since that little tyke over there first came. Ah wonderful." She said before closing her curtains up.
"What was that?" Hermione asked when she caught her breath.
Harry smirked, rubbing his head "That was just Grandma. She likes to scare new people." He said leading his friend into the kitchen "Kreacher, morning."
"Morning young master." The elf said as he was flipping pancakes and shifting sausage.
Hermione raised a brow "Kreacher?" She said confused.
"Oh. Right you've never seen a House-Elf." He said with a sigh, placing a hand on his chin lost in thought "How do I explain….they're like….Domestic Workers?" He tried to find the right words.
"So they work for you?" She asked taking a seat with Harry at the table.
"Nos, we House-Elf's don't work for the masters, we serve them." Kreacher said from his spot by the stove "Juice or Milk?"
"Milk." Harry answered instantly.
"Serve? Do you get paid?" Hermione asked, noticing that Kreacher was glaring "Juice, Orange please…"
"We don't need payment." Kreacher said pouring her a glass of juice and then Harry a glass of milk. "Serving is enough."
Hermione seemed to grasp the concept "Do you get sick days or holidays?" She asked timidly.
Kreacher raised a brow, then glanced at Harry "We don't get sick, and we don't have holiday's." He said in a confused tone "We serve, that is enough."
Hermione turned to Harry with a slightly disgusted look "So you have a slave?"
"Slave?" He repeated "Kreacher isn't a slave, they don't get paid because they have everything they want." He listed off things like bed, board and pleasantries.
"It still sounds like slavery to me." She huffed, glaring at the dish that was set in front of her.
"Ah, Hermione right?" Sirius' voice muttered from the door followed by a yawn. He sat himself down next to Harry "Looks good Kreacher."
"Thank you Master Black." The Elf said in a slightly proud voice.
The two young males dug into their food, while Hermione didn't touch hers "What's wrong Hermione? Don't like pancakes or did you eat already?" Sirius asked, taking a drink of coffee.
"I don't want to eat slave labor." She said softly.
Sirius raised a brow, and then let out a sigh "Not touching this one, I'll have Remus explain." He stood up. Grabbing her plate and setting down on the counter, taking a spot on the stove.
"Master Black, you should be enjoying yours breakfasts." Kreacher said with a small glare, he wasn't supposed to cook.
"Relax Kreacher and just do the dishes." Sirius said taking a scoop of the batter and pouring it in a pan. Then grabbing a few sausage links and tossing them in their skillet, turning it up a little higher. "Give me five minutes." He gave the young girl a smile.
Hermione was about to speak, tell him it wasn't necessary that she'd just like some toast but her stomach went off. In her haste to leave, so to arrive early rather than late she forgot to eat, when she looked on the map where Harry's house was they weren't that far from the other maybe eight or nine streets.
Remus and Cora joined a few minutes later and the Scholar went into a lecture about how the Wizards do take advantage of the House Elves but they also provide them with a home, steady food and work. Most Wizards are very kind yet think lesser of their elves, some Houses though do not like them at all and treat them like filth.
Sirius joined into the conversation a few minutes on, after setting a plate down in front of Hermione. Cora and Harry opted to stay out of it, quietly talking to themselves and taking bets on if Hermione would agree or if she'd still call it slave labor.
Hermione seemed to be thinking very carefully on this, so carefully indeed that she spoke only once "I need to think about this." She said gently, before taking a bite of the pancake "It's very good."
"Thank you kindly, there is a Library on the third floor and I could likely find a few books for you." Sirius said, taking a long drain from his coffee cup before pointing to the coffee pot and bringing it over magically.
Hermione nodded and went back to eating/thinking.
The Foyer down the hall turned a bright green not once but twice, and the front door opened pretty close to the same time. Harry got up to see who'd came through the Floo, when he got into the Hall he almost couldn't contain his laughter.
Daphne was trying to push Christian off of her, and Christian was trying to find his balance but she kept moving him. At one point he managed to get up a little, but he was pressing on her leg so she kicked him and he fell onto her again. "Agh! You oaf!" She wailed, pushing on him again.
"I am not! Stop moving so much!" The American boy hollered, trying to find the floor only finding Harry's hand and help getting up.
Harry then turned to Daphne and helped her from the floor "There, want to explain what happened?" He asked with a raised brow, crossing his arm.
"Your note said seven, so here we are." Daphne said coldly "I came in on time, he had the same idea and flooed behind me." She punched him in the shoulder "Then he went and lost his balance."
Christian yawned, rubbing his eye "It's not my fault, I don't like getting up before the sun does." He grumbled "And I don't like being hit."
"Don't be an idiot then."
"Daphne, you really want to start?"
"I reall-"
"Enough!" Harry put himself between them, glaring at both of them "Kitchen, now it's down the hall and mind the painting she screams." He turned towards the front door and smile "Nym!" Giving her a large hug. "How's the summer?"
Nym patted his head "Oh it's wonderful, I got into the Auror Training a few days ago and I go into Basic Training in about a week. So I'll be doing that till August." She explained as they walked towards the dining room. "Aunt Walburga."
"Nymphadora." The Painting spoke through her covers.
"So why are we here in this god's forsaken hour?" Christian asked once more, grabbing a mug from a hanger and pouring himself a cup of coffee only to have taken from him by Remus "Look I need some Caffeine, I was up all night with my Grandfather and that man is a bloody slave driver." He said in a dark voice.
Remus mulled it over for a minute, and nodded "Fine but not sugar or cream." He said, the thought was if it was awful the young man wouldn't drink it again until his taste buds had matured a little more.
Christian took the mug back and drained half of it in one go "God I love coffee, mum makes it better though." He said leaning on the counter.
Harry raised a brow but didn't say anything, except he held a finger and a green light went off again. "Welcome Ginny, find it okay?" He asked down the hall, the redhead came round the corner and pouted.
"How'd you know it was me?" She said disgruntled.
"You're late."
"So? Has he shown up yet?"
At that the door rippled, the edges turned blue and the dark wood started to crack and splinter. It went through a shade change, going from the black to a grey and then finally white. The Knocker went off twice and the door opened wide.
An elderly man, his white beard seemed thick but not long, barely covering his Adam's apple showed his wide smile. He wore only the most expensive looking over robes, in a very light green and golden lace. While he seemed very old, he walked like a man much younger and even sounded younger than he was.
"Sorry." His voice seemed to hold mirth, even a form of laughter "I am late? When one has so much time, it all gets jumbled." He placed his hands behind his back and tilted his head a little "Mr. Potter I presume."
"Nicolas Flamel." Harry said standing straight and holding his hand out.
The Old Alchemist shook it "Call me Nick, all my friends do."
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Hello Hello, this is your resident demon king speaking and I'd like to unveil the first chapter to the Squeal of Will of an Ancestor! Now if you read the whole thing, ignoring the numerous callings of Squeal! Without reading my other story then you should probably do that; like now!
So Almost Six months ago I finished my last Story at the end of First Year and gave you all a Cliffhanger. Now I'm back and You should expect I'm here to stay! Now I feel I should clear the room, I recently had this entire chapter lettered out and saved it to a flash-drive just encase. Well when I went to edit a few things the thing wouldn't open and I couldn't find my drive to save my life! So I had to rewrite the entire thing! Took me over two weeks, the April release was truthful as I had hoped to update all my stories at that time (Bit way more than could chew.) So Now we have the update and leading into the story! With Flamel and some elements of home life for Ginny and Harry. Maybe I'll touch in with Daphne and Christian on their home lives if you want me to!
So Until the next time guys! Stay safe and respect the Demons!
Mad Demon King.
