An: So. Guess we get to see what happens next. Decided to put Helena's healing and Remus's meeting with Roganoke in the same chapter though they will only meet eachother next chapter. Now for this I want to make one thing clear. This Remus and Book/Movie Remus arent quite the same. I made a few changes to the wolf. I hope you like them.(Helena's P.O.V.)I felt oddly safe in Griphook's arms as he carried me curling in tightly as though to hide from the world. Griphook had noticed it seemed my fear of people so took me through the tunnels that wove around the main building. He kept up a steady yet slow conversation kept me relaxed and comfortable and also awake. It was strange in these tunnles compaired to the outside world. Here the dark was comfortable, safe and occasionally broken up by lights that glowed a soft red. I looked up startled as another goblin spoke having not noticed that Griphook had stopped as I had been staring at one of the little red lamps.
"Those are goblin made little on and few humans ever see these lamps. They are red to help the eyes adjust between the bright areas and the dark. My name is Amira. I will be your main healer while here." A gentle and nice looking lady stood in front of us at my look of suprise to see another human here she chuckled softly smileing calmly.
"I can understand the suprise. Only ten humans are ever hired to be healers here at a time. This is for both Goblin and Human safety as the healers rooms are deep down in the tunnles. Many more are more are employed by the goblins as curse breaker for tombs that they sometimes check over. Now Sir Goblin. Would you come in with our young charge?" She spoke softly and kindly. It amazed me that someone would be so kind. Griphook nodded carrying me through the doorway into a brightly lit room with white and cream walls. A small single person bed rested in the middle with shelves of herbs and medications and tools along the walls all with in easy reach of goblin and human alike. A few goblins were running about the room as Griphook gently set me on the bed moveing to the head of the bed to stay out of the way.
"We will be starting with a diagnosic spell to see if you have anything more than what we already know along with how we should treat it and then we will take the steps from there to make sure you are taken care of and in tip top shape. I fear the growth stunting may be a little permanant but we will see what we can do." Amira said softly and calmly gently takeing my hand to help reasure me of her intent and I smiled softly greatful to her. It was nice. I woundered if this was what it was like to have a real mom. If this is what it would have been like when I was sick if my mom and dad hadnt have been killed.
Soon Amira began chanting with the goblins and this feeling of warm ticklish tingling water ran over me from head to foot. It felt nice and comforting and almost refreshing and the chanting was so beautiful. A scroll of paper was recorded upon by silver-gold light. As it grew longer the looks on the faces of the goblins and Amira grew grimmer and angrier about whatever was on the scroll. It made me a little nervous but once the chanting stopped Amira gave me a small smile to try and reasure me that all will be okay.
"Well. Looks like along with healing you we now have the ability to press charges against your aunt, uncle, cousin, and Dumbledore for all they have done to you. What scares me the most right now is that scar. Why the Heck Dumbledore didnt have you brought to a healer before going to those miserable exscuses of living beings I have no clue. That scar, though houses remaints of Voldemorts soul. It luckily has been held off by what ever protective magic your mom left and your own latent magic. Since your mothers magic is helping you we will let it remain but we will be removing all else that is there and both of you along with healing many wounds and old scars from your family and reinstating blocked dormant genes. Do you understand little one???" Amira asked me as my eyes widen.
I looked at her in utter shock nodding. I have been housing part of my parents murderer???? But. How??? To sever someones soul didnt seem possiable to me yet I was the proof. Here I was living proof that someone had. It scared me.
"I understand Amira. Just please. Get him out of me quickly. I dont wanna play host to him. He is a meany and scary." I kept quieter shaking softly. I wanted him out period. Even if they did nothing else I wanted him out. Amira just nodded and begain prepping the chamber soon I was laying down on the bed wrists in rather comfortable restraints along with my ankles to prevent me from thrashing and hurting myself.
And then the pain, chanting and screaming began.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Roganoke's P.O.V.)
Its sighed as the Potter account manager left. Aparently the Potters werent the only major family that had been messed with. However the Potters accounts were the only ones that Dumbledore had messed with. Which honestly rather comfuses me. If he wants control so bad why wasnt he tampering with the others? I neatend up what I could before starting to work on the mountians of paper work from all of the other accounts tampered with. I was starting to get a headache when I heard my door open and the greeting growl of Remus Lupin. I then looked up to see the golden glowing eyes of said werewolf.
"What is this about someone hurting My cub?"