The reason this has been re-posted is because I fixed a few typos that someone commented about. Sorry!
A/N Hey everyone. This is a really long but really detailed and exciting chapter. A few things. In my story Luna is the same age as the other three. Also I want your opinions on whether Draco should become good or not. I want everyone to review with either 'Good Draco' or 'Bad Draco' please. It would really help and it would mean a lot. Enjoy the chapter and don't forget to review!
Disclaimer~ I am not JK Rowling. I am not making any money. I am just filling that Harry Potter shaped hole in my heart by writing this fanfic.
Hermione looked up at Harry with tears in her eyes. Harry knew what he had just said could be considered harsh but it had to be done. He knew that without someone to snap you out of it then grief would just swallow you.
'Come on Hermione, let's not dwell on this. How about I give you a tour of the house?' Harry asked whilst standing up. He helped Hermione up and then he showed her the whole house minus the downstairs area and the locked room. Once they were back in the living room he asked,
'So, you said you received one of the Truth rings. That's great!' Harry said, trying to take her mind off her parent's death.
'Yeah. Here it is.' Hermione held out her hand. On her middle finger was a Bronze ring with a Pure Pearl in the middle. The Pearl was outlined in Red and the whole ring looked a lot like his.
'Hermione, I have something to tell you.' Harry said, mentally preparing himself.
Harry then told her all about the visit to Gringotts. About the reading of his Parent's will, how it had been sealed. He told her about the Heir ritual and about his extensive wealth. He then told her about meeting Salazar Slytherin and receiving the ring and the expertise.
'Wait a minute. You are the rightful Heir of Slytherin? And you will have to train with the other Heirs to defeat not only the Leader of the Dark but the Leader of the Light? Harry this is a lot to take in.' Said Hermione, processing the new information. Harry knew what she was doing because it was the same, cute thinking look that she always got when she had learnt something new or was trying to remember something. Wait, cute?
'I know it's a lot to take in but I trust you. Hermione there have been so many times that without your level head and brilliant ideas I would have died. I wouldn't have survived these five years of Hogwarts without you. I would trust you with my life.' Harry said, meaning every word.
'Thank you Harry.'
Suddenly a sizzling noise from the fireplace caught them by surprise. They looked over suddenly to find Neville with his head in the fireplace.
'Hey Harry. Hermione, what are you doing here?' He asked.
'What? How? Neville would you like to come through and we can answer your questions and you can answer mine.' Harry asked and watched as Neville stepped through the fireplace and dusted himself off. He sat down and looked at them.
'Neville how did you come through? I was under the impression that the Potter Floo was private.' Harry asked.
'It is private. Our house has the password as our parents were really good friends. Hermione, what are you doing here?' Neville asked, repeating his earlier question.
Hermione took a deep breath and looked at Neville. 'My house and my parents were attacked by Death Eaters. I found Harry in Diagon Alley and he has agreed to let me stay here.' Hermione finished, wiping away a small tears that had escaped.
'I'm so sorry to hear that Hermione.' Neville said looking down. He had effectively lost his parents and so knew how she felt.
'So Neville, not that I'm not happy to see you but why are you here?' asked Harry inquisitively.
'Oh yeah. I got one of your friend rings!' Neville replied, obviously pleased about this. He held out his hand and on his middle finger was a Black ring with a Ruby in the middle. The red gem was outlined with gold.
Harry was overjoyed. Neville was a great guy that was just a bit shy. Harry really liked him and so was glad that he had received one of the rings.
'I wonder who got the other one. I know it wasn't Ron.' Harry sighed.
'Why not?' asked Neville, beating Hermione, 'I found out that he was only being friendly towards me because his family was getting money from my vault.' Harry said looking down. He still hadn't gotten over it yet. He couldn't believe that it had all been fake. His friends looked at him with sympathy before Neville said,
'I wonder if it was Luna. I know we don't talk that often but it's worth a shot.'
They all agreed and so went over to the fireplace to use the Floo. Harry asked Neville what the house was called and then threw some Floo Powder into the fire.
'The Ottery!' Harry cried and then stepped into the fire. He stepped out into the house. The interior was dark and wooden with lots of odd things and materials around the room. In the corner was a printing machine with the words 'The Quibbler' on it.
'Luna?' Harry called cautiously.
Someone came running down the stairs and suddenly his vision was obscured by a mass of blond hair.
'Thank you ever so much for the ring Harry.' Said Luna as she took a step back.
'You got it?' asked Harry. He had his doubts but he knew that there was nothing wrong with Luna and he was happy to know she was a true friend.
'Yep!' Luna said and stuck out her hand. On her middle finger was a silver ring with a Sapphire on it. This was outlined by dark blue.
'Would you like to come back with me to Potter manor? Hermione and Neville are there and they both have Truth rings. I was thinking of going to Gringotts to ask them about the rings.' Harry said to the short blond witch.
'I would love to. Let me just leave a note for Daddy.'
After Luna had written a note for her father they flooed back to Potter Manor. Hermione was happy to see Luna and Neville was thrilled to know that she got one of the rings. They all flooed to Gringotts where they requested for Griphook. They all went into a smaller room than the last time.
'What can I do for you all?' Griphook asked.
'Hermione, Neville and Luna have received the Truth rings and I would like for them to know what they mean.' Harry told Griphook whilst each of the others held out their hands.
He went to Neville first.
'Hmm. The Black ring equals undiscovered strength, ready to work hard for a good cause. The ruby equals love, a deep heart that calls out to those around him. The Gold outline equals a pure and true heart, doing everything for good.'
He moved onto Hermione next.
'Aaah. The Bronze ring equals a passion for knowledge, discovering new things. The pearl stands for a true and just heart, makes and stands for the right decisions. The Red outline equals a burning flame, ready to stand by and protect her friends.'
He lastly moved onto Luna.
'Yes. The Silver ring means true to your friends, never makes a promise that can't be kept. The Sapphire means wisdom. Not knowledge which is knowing what things are, but wisdom which is knowing how that thing works. The Dark Blue outline equals a true and peaceful soul.'
All three of them looked downright chuffed at the meanings of their rings as it reflected their personalities.
'Griphook, have you got any lead on who the other Heirs are?' Harry asked quietly whilst his friends were still thinking about their rings.
'Yes my Lord, I know exactly who they are. They are your friends right here.' Griphook said with a smirk. The looks on Hermione's and Neville's faces were a sight. Whereas Luna just smiled happily.
'Are you Serious?' asked Hermione, looking at Griphook.
'No I believe Mr Black is at Potter Manor at the moment.' Said Griphook with a smirk. Harry roared with laughter whilst Hermione glared at him. He could see Neville trying to hold back a chuckle.
'Yes Miss Granger. In fact if you would be so kind as to walk first into the trapdoor behind you.' Griphook said motioning behind them to a trapdoor that Harry knew wasn't there before. Hermione nervously went into the trapdoor, and then Neville and then Luna.
Hermione's POV
She entered a lowly lit chamber with a podium in the middle. She immediately recognised the wand sign and placed her wand inside the holder. Suddenly, a beautiful Lady with dark hair and beautiful chocolate eyes appeared behind her. She was wearing a beautiful purple dress and had a brilliant smile.
Hermione gasped.
'Rowena Ravenclaw!' she cried. Her idol was standing before her with a slight laugh on her lips.
'Yes my child. In case you haven't guessed, though with your brains I'm sure you have, you are the Heir of Ravenclaw.' She said. Her voice was light and soothing and filled the large underground room with warmth.
'I am here to grant you not only Ravenclaw's area of expertise but also with my blessing. You are such a good person my child. You have already been through so much and will go through some things that a child of your age should not have to go through. I tell you only one thing. Even though you are, as many people have phrased 'The brightest witch of your age' and possibly someday the brightest witch ever, do not forget to trust the people around you. You have the great ability to see all things in perspective and to find the best way of doing things yet you forget that sometimes, other people's input could benefit you immensely. Do not be clouded by your own thoughts, let others help you.'
'As Rowena Ravenclaw my area of expertise is in Arithmacy and Ancient Runes. You will find you know things that have long been forgotten and will help you a lot in this upcoming war. All Heirs as well as their two specific subjects will also receive the knowledge of Occlumency. To activate all this new information and the new way of organising your mind all you have to think is, 'How will I remember this?' You may feel a bit dizzy as you recall all your old memories in perfect definition and ad the new knowledge comes in but it will pass quickly. After I have granted this to you, you will appear back in Gringotts. Good luck my child, remember what I have told you.'
'By the power vested in me, Founder Rowena Ravenclaw I present to my rightful Heir, Hermione Jean Granger the gifts and expertise of both Arithmacy and Runes. I also give her the skill of Occlumency. I do this in the hope that she will use them well and combined with the other Heirs; they will use these gifts for what had been prophesied. So mote it be! So mote it be!
Neville's POV
Neville climbed down the stairs and entered a dark chamber. The trapdoor closed and a bright light suddenly illuminated a regal looking podium. Neville walked up to it and noticed the Hogwarts Crest on all sides. He suddenly heard a voice.
'Place your wand in the holder.' The voice was low and mysterious but Neville placed his wand in the holder anyway.
With a whoosh a slightly older looking man appeared behind him. He was wearing red robes and had light brown hair. He had kind eye and a fierce face.
'Come my young one, let me explain.' The man said with a low voice. The voice was powerful as though a thousand armies could be led by this man.
'Are you? Godric Gryffindor?' Neville asked shyly. The man chuckled and nodded and then beckoned for him to come closer.
'Yes my child, I am Godric Gryffindor and you are my rightful Heir. You have been hiding in the shadows for too long my son. It is time you showed the world who you truly are. You are a brave and courageous person who knows what is right and will fight with all his might for the truth. I tell you this. You are not what you think you are. Do not shy away from compliments and encouragement, take them with an open heart and use them to beat away the insults. You are strong, never forget that.
As Godric Gryffindor my area of expertise is Transfiguration and History of Magic. As the Founder's blessing I will be granting you with immense knowledge on these subjects and also Occlumency. Take them in your stride and use them for what you do best.
'By the power vested in me, Founder Godric Gryffindor I present to my rightful Heir, Neville Thomas Longbottom the gifts and expertise of both Transfiguration and History of Magic. I also give him the skill of Occlumency. I do this in the hope that he will use them well and combined with the other Heirs; they will use these gifts for what had been prophesied. So mote it be! So mote it be!'
Luna's POV
Luna scrambled down the steps and took a moment to take in her surroundings. She was in a dark room with a Wand podium in the middle. She placed her wand in the holder and turned around to greet the Lady behind her.
'Hello Helga Hufflepuff, how are you?' Luna asked with a smile. Helga had blond hair and a slightly round face, she was wearing a dark blue robe and had kind, charming blue eyes.
'Hello my child. It appears you already know who I am. You my darling are the rightful Heir of Hufflepuff because you are so loyal and open with your friends. You have been blessed with three true friends. Do not let them slip away. Be yourself and trust them. But at the same time do not let yourself get hurt. You are wise enough to know what is right and wrong, do not let influence over power you. As my Heir I will present you with the expertise of both Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. Use these to do real good in the world my child. Remember, I trust you.'
'By the power vested in me, Founder Helga Hufflepuff I present to my rightful Heir, Luna Gabriella Lovegood the gifts and expertise of both Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. I also give her the skill of Occlumency. I do this in the hope that she will use them well and combined with the other Heirs; they will use these gifts for what had been prophesised. So mote it be! So mote it be!'
They all flashed back to where they had been standing before they entered the trapdoor and blinked furiously as the light hit them. They all swayed a bit as the felt the pressure build as all they recalled in perfect detail their old memories and the flood of new knowledge. They were then suddenly fine as the Occlumency shields snapped into place.
'Your Rings.' Said Griphook as he held out a box. Hermione, Neville and Luna each took their respective ring and placed it on their right hand ring finger. Harry suddenly felt a pull of magic and he watched as all the rings came together in a circle and glowed. There came a point where the pressure building inside Harry became too much and suddenly he knew, and he knew the others also, knew what to say.
'By the power vested in us, the Rightful Heirs of the Hogwarts Founders, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and Hufflepuff, promise to do our best to fulfil the prophecy and restore peace and prosperity into our land. We do this with our combined power. We promise to work together through thick and thin and do what it is we have to do. So mote it be! So mote it be! SO MOTE IT BE!'
A/N Yay! You like? Please don't forget what I said about Draco. I really want answers. Remember review with 'Good Draco' or 'Bad Draco'. This will really give me an insight as to what you guys want with this story. Ok? Remember 'Good Draco' or 'Bad Draco'.
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