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Chapter 5 - Spying

"Ekans..."

"Hmmm..." She rolled over and tried to ignore the mental voices of all the animals that lived inside her soul.

"Please can you-"

"You're doing it wrong" Galacian retorted, "look at how it's done. GET UP YOU LAZY PIECE OF SQUIRREL SHIT YOU HAVE SOME STUFF TO SORT OUT, REMEMBER!"

Ekans leapt out of the crumple of robes she had been sleeping on with a yelp and began to rub her temples to clear her head of the echoing voices.

"Jesus, Gal," she muttered, "you live inside a person's head, you don't think you could maybe try to be a teeny bit nicer."

"Well I'm sorry madame!"

She rolled her eyes and looked around her. This wasn't her room. Her room's walls were pale and colourless, her few possessions standing out like black splodges of paint against a white canvas. This room's walls were dirty and shabby. The wallpaper was peeling off and she could see the bricks and broken planks underneath. There were a number of ancient blood stains on the floor that made her think that perhaps someone had got on the wrong end of a wand.

It did not look like somewhere that a powerful wizard such as the person that claimed to be her half brother, would live.

She sighed. To be honest, it reminded her too much of her old, first home on the streets with the family that she had outlived.

Oh well, she was up. She might as well.

"So let me just get this straight," Magnus said to her after she explained to him, "we follow your 'brother' in order to find out any useful information."

"Yes."

"So basically we're going to stalk him for a day."

"Well... I wouldn't put it like that but yes."

"And what do we do with what we find?"

Ekans gave a mental shrug and peered through the gap in the two planks she was hiding behind. "Whatever our gut tells us I guess."

She crouched lower down and reached out to Jeremiah and closed her eyes as she transformed.

She could see her eyelids faintly glow as she transformed into her.

She felt her soul shift as her mind swapped with Jeremiah's.

"He's coming." Magnus whispered and sure enough. He soon came into view, holding his wand with a large snake draped around his shoulders. Oh dear.

"He's got a snake!" Jeremiah squealed, shaking all over.

"Calm down, calm down! you know it can't smell you and if it tries to kill you then we'll turn into Galacian and bet the living shit out of it." Magnus said to her reassuringly.

"Ekans, thingy, he's saying stuff in that smack way you talk to snakes."

"He can speak parseltounge?" Ekans tried not to get angry at him but he should remember that by now. "Can you move closer, they might be saying something important."

Jeremiah shuffled forwards until they were all within earshot.

"-she says that she's a Gaunt." The snake asked.

"Yes."

"You still think she's lying. I mean, that wand did back her up."

"The wand is the only reason he's still alive."

"You know, what she's saying does sound true... we don;'t have any way of finding out what your mother did be-"

"SILENCE!" There was a flash and the snake was flung onto the floor.

"Somebody has anger problems..." Ekans muttered.

He then turned on his heel sharply and apparated.

"Well shit," Galacian muttered, "now how are we going to find him?"

"Easy! We'll use Magnus' power to find him and then we'll fly there, turn into Jeremiah and look for any suspicious behaviour. Afterwards we'll go to the Ministry of Magic and see if we can find anything about him."

"That sounds complicated..." Magnus muttered.

"And dangerous!" Jeremiah added quickly.

Ekans rolled her eyes.

"Okay, when the snake leaves we'll transform."

They all waited for the snake to slither off, probably to hunt or lounge in the sun.

Ekans, or rather, Jeremiah slipped out from behind the planks and shifted into Magnus.

Turning into Magnus was strange.

With him came power, this unchallenged, beatable sense of authority. And his powers...

Wizards and witches gave dragons names, stuck labels on them; 'Hungarian', 'Chinese'... They didn't understand that dragons, like people, were different and unique. That like people they were good and bad. And like people they had their own system, their own politics which even wizards refused to acknowledge. And Magnus, had been a very, very important dragon in this system...

He had been powerful because of his ability to find things; objects, people, places. By using a sixth sense.

No one, not even the person that he lived on inside, knew how it worked.

"He's apparated close to a building owned by a wizarding family, I think it's their house." Magnus said, "he seems to be waiting for them to leave..."

Ekans smiled. Lokks like she wasn't the only one with dirty hands.

"How long will it take us to get there?"

"It's not far for me if I go by air, but then we'll be seen so I'll fly us halfway there and then Galacian can take over."

"Brilliant! Let's go!"

Magnus spread his black wings and took off, spiralling higher and higher into the cold air like a black, inky splat against the cloudy grey sky before zooming of into the distance with one beat of his strong wings.