Chapter Two- Creepy, The House Elf That Knows Too Much
Regulus was very confused. He looked at the birth certificate of Matar, blinked and stared it some more. Eventually when he had stared unmoving at the piece of paper for over an hour it finally it got to the point when . . .
"Master Regulus must eat sir." Said his house elf which had a name he could not remember. Regulus sadly had the opposite problem of most people he could only remember long names and house elves unfortunately typically had very short ones.
"I think this might be the oddest coincidence in all of magic's history." He replied.
"No master" the elf said and inhaled deeply. "That would be the time when a convention of experimental dragon breeders, a Quidditch World Cup match, a meeting of werewolf and vampire rights groups and a convention for house elves on new cleaning charms happened at the same place at the same time, and until both the leader of the Vampire rights group and the Keeper for one of the teams fell into labor in the same instant that the Seeker for the other team got his notification that had been delayed several years that he was a registered healer after he caught the snitch that had been flouting several inches behind the crossbreed of the Hungarian Horntail and a basilisk's head the whole game."
"When did this happen?" he said after a pause in which he wondered if he would ever know someone sane.
"Master I is sure that it is about a hundred years ago. The story has come from my mother but I don't knows why most people believe she is lying."
"This may be in the top ten then." He said and continued still shocked "The Dark Lords son's birthday is the same day as Matar's!"
"Oh, I thought Master knew what Creepy does and got the because of it."
"Please, just tell me." He begged wanting the house elf to stop
"Matar and Ophiuchus are Animus Somes Frater." Said Creepy.
"Lets see animus means soul, somes means body and frater means brother. So they are soul body brothers?"
"Kind of master," Creepy explained. "Animus Somes Frater are what happens when a magical twin baby dies if they was before they are born. The one that remains alive uses most of the magic they are born with to transport the soul of the dead to another unborn baby's. The dead soul merges with the existing one and eventually overtakes them. The one that did not die has created a magic and soul bond between. So they are twins but not and if one of them gets hurt the soul bond gives both half of the damage. That is how Ophiuchus got his scar..."
"Ophiuchus has a scar?"
"Yes master, He got it when Matar got hit by a killing curse..."
"Matar got hit with a killing curse!" He shouted
"Yes master, it is in today's newspaper. Creepy saying that the killing curse pushes the soul out of the body and kills it but for Animus Somes Frater it only pushes it half out and when that half returned to the body it shoots off the magic configuration used for killing and killed the bad man and almost killed Creepy. The soul returning gave them the scars."
"Where did you learn all of that?" Regulus asked wondering if everyone he met had gone to a class called scaring Regulus Black in a past life.
"My mother told me about Animus Somes Frater and recognizing signs of bad magic and her mom told her and back and back and back master."
"Thanks for the info Creepy. Do you know where the paper is?"
"Right here master." She said and with a pop had the Daily Prophet and handed it to him
He not realizing that he had not gotten out of bed yet read the paper and was surprised to find out that somehow or other the wizarding public had found out what happened but there were a few flaws. Like that the spell rebounded when it had actually just been recreated in an similar manner or that Harry was kidnaped by a Death Eater who wanted retribution and was torturing him slowly to death.
However he was thankful that the only thing that the Exhubanian government looked into people's history was adoption, current criminal acts and accidentally obliviating themself into thinking they were Gulliver Pokeby or Beatrix Bloxam all of which excluding adoption was thankfully very uncommon as he had gotten a job at Azkaban. Being in such an unnoticeable position was both good and bad for him. For the good because it was traditional for workers at Azkaban to live in Exhuban, as that had been what the significantly small country had been settled for, to house the workers of Azkaban so he would not attract attention. The bad part being his brother who as he read farther in the paper had betrayed the Potters to Voldemort was in there and may recognize him.
He tried to get up out of his 'chair' but failed having forgotten he had not gotten out of bed yet he fell on the floor and landed on his head. He then valiantly walked out the door tripping on the floor and then walked to the twin's room to let his still fogy mind realize he was the father of twins. His last thought before embracing parenthood was, after tripping for the fifteenth time 'Do vampire heads attract floors or something?'.
Authors Note: Sorry it is so short