Springtime Summoning, the Little Old Guy,
A Familiar of Zero and Harry Potter Plot Bunny/One Shot/Prompt
(note: up to HP is Canon up till the end of the books, and FoZ is Canon up till the smoke clearing)
As the smoke from Louise's customary explosion began to clear, the details of her familiar began to be seen. Human in shape, except for being about three feet tall, shorter than even Louise. Very long Hair for its stature... and not chubby in the way of dwarves. Professor Colbert's experienced eyes noted that it appeared withered, as if it had once been at least somewhat larger, both in frame and height. Perhaps, he thought to himself, The Summoning put a strain upon it...
But no, as the smoke cleared further, it became clear that the summoned being was very old, its hair was white with age, it possessed a beard so long that it had tucked it into its belt in order to keep it from the ground, and yet, that beard still threatened to trip it should it move. It's vibrant green eyes twinkled from behind glass lenses, similar to those found in the telescopes carried by ship captains, held in place by metal frames. It's skin bore none of the blemishes of age, save for a multitude of smile and laugh lines. A cane, of knobbly and knotted wood, seemingly as gnarled as the hands which held it, supported the being... for no human could live to such age as this creature had seen... and yet, it did not bear the pointed ears of an elf.
"Qua sum Ego?" said the creature in a quizzical tone of voice.
"I am sorry, what did you say?"
"Vos can non agnosco? Quam miser." the creature replied. Then lowered the lenses and stared directly into Colbert's eyes. "EGO animadverto, EGO recipero is pactum." the creature said with a voice echoing with power. Strangely, Contract Servant was completed, the Runes etched themselves upon him, and Louise felt the bond form.
"Ah, much better... a spot of Legillemancy might get me the lingua but it does nothing for being able to speak it, fortunately, as the ancient philosophers say, 'The Pen is Mightier than the Sword', and well, the Tongue, is another pen, though it writes in the air. So now thanks to these nice runes, I can talk to you properly... isn't that nice." the Strange Familiar of Louise de Valliere said.
"Ah, yes... quite... ah, what is your name?" Louise asked.
"My name? My name... hmmmm, well last week it was Humphrey, week before that it was Henry, and the week before that it was...oh wait, you don't want to know the false ones do you... no, you want the name of EGO... don't you, hmmm, in that case it would be, Molestus Plasmator Pro Levitas Repletus Tempestas. Or for short, Harry Potter." Said Louise's odd, ancient familiar, now known as Harry Potter, or Molestus Plasmator Pro Levitas Repletus Tempestas.
"That... is a long name..." Louise choked out.
"Hmmm, do you want to learn how I earned it?"
"...I do not believe I do." Louise replied after a moment of hesitation.
"Hmmm, your loss."
Several days had passed since the summoning, and nothing of note had happened... until now, apparently, Harry had been speaking with a maid, Siesta, of certain things an old man far from home required to remain comfortable. When a student walked by and noticed a certain glass vial Siesta had been carrying around for several days now, waiting for a student to notice so she could find its owner and return it. However, instead of asking what the maid was doing with it, she immediately decried her as a thief, only for Harry to stand up for her. In the end, somehow, Harry ended up in a duel with the Earth Mage Guiche the Bronze.
"Yield, I do not find any honor in defeating a helpless old man." Guiche stated solemnly.
"Helpless, child, they do not call me, Stormbringer, Master of Death. For nothing, I am far from helpless, even in my dotage." the ancient human, as he had cleared up that he was indeed, human, said.
"Hmph, Do not let me kill you then." Guiche said, his arrogance restored by having observed the formalities.
"Hmph, Youngsters, no respect these days..." was the ancient familiars reply.
"I am Guiche the Bronze, so the Bronze Golem, Valkyrie, shall be your opponent." so saying, he cast forth a single rose petal to the ground, summoning an apparently feminine armor wielding a spear, and with a winged helm.
"And I am Molestus Plasmator Pro Levitas Repletus Tempestas, the Maker of Storms, prepare yourself, for your foe this day is nature itself. "Recolligo Ventus In Meus Manuum , Permissum Totus Recubo Ut Pulvis Pro Mihi" as he chanted, winds swirled about him, and finally, a great wind burst from him, and where it passed, nothing but dust remained.
"Hah, do you think that is all there is to Guiche the Bronze." with a wave of his wand he scattered six more petals upon the ground, summoning six new Valkyries, identical to the first save that they now possessed a shield.
"It matters not... Ululatus Tempestas Propinquo , Rabidus Levitas Successio Jupiter's Ira Est Notus Per Totus Letalis Caput Capitis."a mass of lightning descended from the clear sky in the blink of an eye, jagged an sharp, clear and hot, vibrantly blue. This, was not the lightning summoned by a Square Class Mage, this was beyond that... now we knew why he was called 'Stormbringer'.
When our eyes had cleared from the spots, and we could finally look, we saw that there had only been two lightning bolts, one for Guiche, and a forked bolt that struck every Valkyrie at once, the bolt which stuck Gucihe had faded first, according to Professor Colbert, who, thanks to his long experience with Fire Magic was used to bright lights. The one that had struck the Valkyries, had remained for long enough to melt them into puddles... Guiche had gotten off lucky.
AN: ok, so I am cutting this off here, you can find the translations for all but one of the above phrases(and the two spells) below the AN. This is one Plot Bunny I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want to see adopted, I want to see it continued so much, I am gonna go post it on every site I frequent...that is, Ficwad, YFF, AnimeADDventure, and probably eventually others...PLEASE PLEASE SOMEONE WRITE THIS HERE...and pm me a link, or leave it in a review, either way, I will post the link on my profile
Translation Notes: the other language used in the fic is Latin, in this fic, since a rather large number of spells are based heavily on Latin I am also making the Pureblood 'Political/Economical' language Latin, some of the families preferred to use Gaelic or Celtic depending on their roots, but Harry had to adapt in this one, so he learned Latin, he will be speaking it for most of the fic... I found a phrase translation site fortunately, only thing they ask is that I use good grammar and no contractions with perfect spelling...which I do normally, when not typing stream of consciousness. Oh yeah, for those of you who have issues with the occasional all caps... or for those of you who actually TAKE Latin or actually study it... I am using an online translator, I am also essentially copy/pasting the translation from there... so yeah.
Qua sum Ego?: Where am I?
Vos can non agnosco? Quam miser.: You can not understand? Most unfortunate.
EGO animadverto, EGO recipero is pactum.: I see, I accept this contract.
lingua: language
EGO: Self
Molestus Plasmator Pro Levitas Repletus Tempestas: Annoying Maker For Lightning Filled Storms
Recolligo Ventus In Meus Manuum , Permissum Totus Recubo Ut Pulvis Pro Mihi: gather the winds into my hands, let all lie as dust before me(spell)
Ululatus Tempestas Propinquo , Rabidus Levitas Successio Jupiter's Ira Est Notus Per Totus Letalis Caput Capitis: dammit, lost the translation...and apparently the literal translation is rather off...oh well here is the literal translation, Howling Storm Draw near , Raging Lightness Succeeding Jupiter's Anger Is Known Very Whole Mortal Head
apparently Latin doesn't have tenses...or several other things I used in the sentence... where the hell did the Succeeding come from?