Merlin's Keepers
I do not take credit for any character that was created by J.K. Rowling.
This takes place during the sixth book. It is much different though from the original story line from here.
1) The Dark Lord is a Pure Blood in this book
2) This will center around mostly my OC character, Genevieve Mariano and Draco Malfoy, Lord Voldemort and the Golden Trio.
Summary: The Dark Lord has risen once again and is looking to raise an army in his name to take over the Magical world. He will need the aid of his daughter, marked by Merlin himself, but in order to do so, she will have to be coerced into it by having to save her other half, bounded together by a age old prophecy, Draco Malfoy…
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Chapter 2: The Revelation
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The next morning Harry walked into breakfast a little late from the lack of sleep that he has been experiencing and sat down next to Ron and across from Hermione. "Morning Harry." She said.
"Morning."
"Oi." Ron said in between bites.
"For crying out loud, Ronald Weasley, must you always speak with your mouth full?" Hermione said in a scolding tone.
"What," He gulped his food down, "I can't help it. I like the bangers."
"You don't have to stuff your face in the process." She said back in a snippet tone.
Ron just looked at her and continued to eat. Harry looked up at the staff table to see that Dumbledore was gone yet again. Hermione looked up at Harry then at the staff table, "I know I saw that he was gone too this morning."
Harry looked back at her giving a look that only could be described as confusion for how could she possibility know what he was thinking.
The day went on with not much to mention for the three except for a particular detention that Harry was serving for Professor Snape as per usual.
It wasn't until later that night where a lad with narked attitude was wondering about in the castle after hours. Draco Malfoy walked to the Room of Requirements looked back making sure that no one knew where he was, he thought for a moment and was transported into the room. Pulling the blanket down, he began to work on the cabinet yet again, repeating "Harmonia Nectere Passus" over and over.
The next morning in Defense against the Dark Arts, the students were sitting in their seats talking waiting for Professor Mariano to come in. Draco looked about the room, thoughts taking up his mind, not noticing the constant poking of Pansy, "Draco?"
"What?" He snapped back to reality.
"You blanked out."
"I have a lot on my mind."
"Oh…care to share with me." She put her arm around his shoulders. He let out a sigh and pushed her off.
"You know that I am arranged to be wed already."
"Yeah and that's not for a long time. Besides you never met the lassie and that never stopped you before."
"You know I can't."
"I'll make it worth your while." She said in a seductive tone.
After a moment's pause, "I'll think about it."
"Fine." She stated.
Draco had always come to her when he needed relief or the fact that he slept with every girl of certain blood status. He was referred as the "Slytherin Sex God" for a reason. It wasn't his fault if every girl wanted a piece of him. Yes, he has a fiancé but that isn't suppose to happen until after school and since it is an arranged marriage he just wants to have fun before being stuck with an egotistical woman who will end up spending all his money. The only thing that he knows about her is that she is the daughter and the only heiress of a powerful wizard family who his father always evades telling him what family when he asks. The only thing that keeps him from going to Pancy or any girl right now, is his mission, knowing now that this will be his last year at Hogwarts.
Draco came out of his thoughts when a dark orb came floating in and again a white flash blinded his eyes revealing the Professor shortly after.
"Good morning class. Sorry for being late, I had some things that needed to be tended to." Draco took notice that the teacher wore the same type of clothing but this time it was red with black backing.
For a woman she was rather stunning but, he stopped himself to even think about his teacher in that way. It was unbecoming of him to think of anyone like that without knowing more about the person. But then again every guy says that she is really hot; even better looking than half of the girls that attend Hogwarts as students. It didn't help much that she wasn't that much older than all of them. Hell, she is only two years older than Draco himself.
"Today class we will learn about how to counter attack magic by using wordless magic. You will be put into pairs and one will jinx the person and the other blocks them. Neither partner is allowed to speak during this session."
A girl from Gryffindor raised her hand. Draco rolled his eyes. "Yes Katie?"
"What exactly is the purpose of this Professor?"
"When you fight someone, take old Voldemort for example. You can bet anything that he won't say his attacks out loud. By using wordless magic it gives you an advantage over your opponent for they won't be able to anticipate your moves. Now this is not as effective as wandless magic but it is still very valuable."
This time is was Granger who raised her hand. "Yes?"
"Isn't wandless magic considered something of the dark arts?"
"It is. It is usually done by people who use anger to harness its strength but someone who has mastered their emotions and not use anger and say a happy thought will be able to perform it as well. I, myself know a very exceptional wizard who can do wandless magic. Now I will do a demonstration of it. Ahh… Crabbe will you come to the front of the class."
Crabbe gulped and gave out a look, and slowly made his to the front of the room. "Now take out your wand." He did so. "You will try to jinx me and I will block. If you can't think it in your head now, that is ok. Just say the spell."
He got in an attack position and at this Draco raised his head waiting for the defeat of him to come. He yelled out a jinx which was easily blocked from Genevieve in a matter of seconds without uttering a word. "Now that is how it is done. You just really need to think about it in your head but, remember you need to focus and put all emotions to the side when doing it for it can influence the outcome of how strong it is. Now grab a partner and get started."
Draco teamed up with Goyle, Potter and Weasley, Granger and Longbottom and so on. The Professor walked around the room noting people's performance. Draco who looked around for a moment noticed that almost everyone was just whispering the spells low instead of actually doing it. He gave out a smirk, wordless magic came to him easily having mastered Occlumency years ago and the fact he mastered it over the summer thanks to his aunt. Goyle gave out a jinx and he blocked it with little effort. The teacher he noticed wrote something down after watching his display before saying, "Very good Mister Malfoy. Class you need to take note from Mr. Malfoy and how he used wordless magic perfectly."
Harry looked from Ron to Draco to Hermione and back to Draco disbelief was written all over his face. Draco just smirked at this. He never and will never like the git who calls himself "The Chosen One." And it is always fun to get into a ruck with him and see him grovel like a baby.
Class continued and shortly after awhile Hermione was able to perform wordless magic against Neville. It wasn't a surprise for the fact that Granger would always get either first or very close to first. The Professor commented on Hermione and continued to walk about the class. Draco just rolled his eyes thinking that someone needs to take the stick out of her arse and bring her down a few notches or two. He always hated that she had her knickers in a twist.
"Class I know that wordless magic can be hard for some of you. But you must remember to think of a happy thought and a strong one at that or if not just put all emotions away. Please note to those of you who are merely just whispering the spell, I can hear it."
Some people made looks which only made Draco smirk. After many more failures of people the bell finally wrung, "Draco if you please stay for a minute." The Professor called while everyone hurried off to their next class.
He gave out a look before finally going to her desk. "Yes?" He asked his facial expression masked so she couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"I know, Draco." She said in a blunt, dull tone.
"Know what?" He inquired.
"Look, there are people to help such as Severus. It would be unwise to decline ones help." Draco just stared at her, dumbfounded only for a fraction of a second before putting on an emotionless mask again.
"What do you know?"
"More than you for that matter. You may leave now if you wish to. Next time don't drop the mask. It is too easy to read you when you do that, not that you aren't easy to read in the first place." She said before he walked out the door. There were a couple things now that occupied his mind such as the fact how the bloody hell she knew about his task but more importantly who told her and if not is she like Snape serving on both sides of this war.
That night Harry went to sleep only to have his dreams once again filled with Voldemort.
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"My Lord shall we start?" A man in all black robes wearing a white mask covering his face kneeled before the Dark Lord in what looked like a study.
"Yes the bond must be performed very soon in order for it to work to our advantage."
"My Lord if I may ask. How did you know?"
"You stupid foul git, anyone could tell by the mark the two share and then by the name of the boy. It is just as the legend says."
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Harry woke up with a startled thrust of his head leaving him a little dizzy from the after fact of it all. What the bloody hell could that mean? He thought to himself before looking outside to see the sunlight peeking its way through.
Harry decided to get up and get dressed, wearing his school uniform on the Thursday morning. He put on a white long sleeved shirt with his tie and a vest to go on over with his robe lastly. When he was all done he saw the sun shining brighter than before. He walked over to Ron's bed and threw a shoe at him to wake him up just to have him say something that wasn't understandable. He walked down to the common room and out through the painting and made his way towards the library. He walked in with no one in there to greet him but all the rows of books and more books.
What the bloody hell does it mean? What two people share the same mark? What does Voldemort want? More thoughts kept coming to Harry's head but none of it made any sense. He walked down an aisle and picked out the first book he came across.
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Astronomy: Constellations
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Harry started to flip through the book looking at all the pictures of the some eighty constellations that are located in the sky.
He set the book back down and walked down the aisle, stopping when he heard another person walking down the aisle on the other side which was in the Restriction section. He took out a book and saw that it was Professor Mariano. She took out a tiny book and sat down at a little table and started to write in it. He watched for all about three minutes before she got up and placed the book back. She snapped her fingers and it disappeared. Then she picked out a larger book and started to walk out. He put his book back and went to hide when he heard her footsteps coming his way. She walked past him and then left the library.
He too left and started to make his way towards the dining hall where he sat with Ginny, Ron and Hermione. He looked up to see the Professor take her seat and started to eat saying a few words to Snape who in return nodded and left.
He sat down at the table. "Morning Harry." Ginny said.
"Morning Ginny, Hermione and Ron."
"Morning." They both said, Ron stuffing his face and Hermione reading a book.
"I saw Professor Mariano in the Restriction Section this morning." Harry said at last.
All three of them looked up and him with surprised faces until Hermione commented, "Harry you know that teachers are allowed in the Restriction Section."
"Yes but, she took out this little book and started to write something in it and then put it back and put some charm on it to make it disappear."
"Well maybe she doesn't want people to take it out." Hermione said.
"Then she took out a larger book and left."
"Maybe she needs it for something." Hermione tried to reason with Harry. The finished eating quickly and left for classes that morning.
It was the start of class and Professor Mariano brought out the book that she borrowed from the library. "Morning class."
"Morning Professor." The class said back.
"Today we will take a break on wordless magic and learn some hexes and how to counter attack them. Now can anyone tell me what this book is?" She lifted up the heavy book with one hand.
"Yes Hermione."
"It is the first book created that contained information about dark magic that was used in middle age times."
"Correct. The author of this book was a healer believe it or not. But this was before she became corrupt with revenge with her husband's killer." Ron raised his hand. "Yes Ron."
"So a woman wrote that book."
"Yes, but back then it was forbidden for women to write so many of them used fake names. We know this by her friend. Now Margret Gaunt wrote this book so that her child would know what she created and hopefully perfect it. You see she was pregnant with a baby boy at the time of her husband's death. She spent years looking for the killer. She became so upset that she would torture people who she thought was harboring him. In the end she created over five hundred hexes throughout her life. She died when she was in her late forties. It was her son Christopher named after his father who ended up killing his father murder but not before torturing him. What makes this book so dark is that it has the three original unforgivable curses inside. It was Margret who created these three curses through her rage. And it was her son who had the first recorded killing curse and ever since then more and more people started to use it." The class was quiet. "You see it is this book that so many dark wizards and witches want. There is more dark power in here than anywhere." She opened the first page to a small hex. The letters lifted off the page and started to float in front of her. "Now, one would just need to read say this small hex which causes the person to get a terrible rash. With the help of the book, this hex will become more powerful. If I just say this hex while holding the book, everyone in this hall will become infected except for me as the reader." Hermione raised her hand.
"Yes Hermione."
"What does this really have to relate this class?" She asked.
"It is because although that this contains the hexes it also has the counter curses in it. But as one would note that there are three pages missing from the book. Now if you don't really look at it, you wouldn't be able to tell. But, looking closely one could see that a long time ago someone ripped the counter pages for the three unforgivable curses. This is why people are so terrified of them."
A small boy, with brown hair from the house of Gryffindor raised his hand. She pointed to him, "Why would someone want rip out those pages?"
"It is said to be so powerful that when you counter attack it, you end up doing what the other person wanted to do. It is also said that the son of Margret didn't want anyone to know what it is. Some say that it was out for revenge. But it could also be from greed because I would bet someone would pay a lot of money for the counter curses to the three unforgivable curses."
Class continued talking about the book and learning some knew counter curses from the less harmful hexes until the hour was up signifying the end of class. While walking out Hermione could be heard telling Harry that she was right and that he was fretting over nothing.
That night Genevieve walked into the Restriction Section of the library to put the book back, picking up another book. She then left walking up to the West Wing when she heard some noise, thinking it was a teacher, she decided to ignore it and go up to one of the towers to her living area of her quarters. There was a fireplace blazing all the time. On the same wall were bookshelves galore that filled the entire wall. There was a couch in front of the fireplace with a small coffee table in front of that. There were pictures of her life hanging throughout the room. Her favorite picture was one of her parents before the whole Dark Lord thing. The picture was set in the winter, her mother in front of her father. Her mother was smiling and waving to the camera while her father didn't but instead looking down at her.
There were a couple of her father and her, him holding her taking her hand to wave to the camera. She smiled at that. Then there were a couple of her throughout the years, some from when she was in Hogwarts, the day she graduated. Then there were many of her on her trips that she took by herself. Then another of her favorite was the one where she was holding a snake from the Amazon forest with the natives. She found the cure of chickenpox that day. She walked up to one of the pictures.
"Password." The picture of Salazar Slytherin whom was just one of the four pictures she had of the original founders of Hogwarts hanging on her wall had said to her.
"The two serpents of another time shall come together to form one." She said in Parseltongue.
He disappeared creating a door, she walked in, opened a wardrobe after taking off the wards from it. Inside laid a tiny box. After muttering another spell the box opened revealing five tiny vials, that all read 'DM,' 'SM,' 'CM,' 'HM,' 'HM,' and three pages. She put the book inside and closed the box and the wardrobe. She walked out, the door disappeared and she walked up the stairs to her room and into her large bathroom. She got ready, meditated and went to bed.
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I hope you liked chapter two, I have had this idea for such a long time and thought it is a perfect time to write my story. Please let me know what you think! I just want to know if I am going into the right direction! Thanks! Chapter 2 will be out next week!
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