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The True Story
They were somber and sad when they arrived at the eatery in Oslo, right on time to hear an explosion inside the eatery. They jumped back.
They realized if they had come a couple minutes earlier, they would be dead. They noticed a group of people to the side, without jackets or coats. The looked like guests and employees.
A tall curly hair man, a dead ringer for the grandfather, walk to them. "I need help changing their memories. I 'felt' the box next to my table vibrating, probably ten seconds before it went off. It felt like death. So, I brought out all living beings with me, any ideas?"
He saw their questioning faces. How did...
He stopped their thoughts, "I know the two of you, of course, you are Harry and Viktor, and young Gaston, and you." He looked at Eros, "Who doesn't know you?"
Eros grinned, "Cupid, the chubby short thing was popular in many realms. I have it, let's do it. You saw the box and looked inside curiously, when you saw a...hmm."
"A bomb with a timer with less than a couple of minutes left, and you got every one out," Gaston concluded.
The father and Eros inserted that memory on everyone. As for the hero, the survivors weren't sure if he had made it. Many tears were shed for the 'dead' savior. In days he would be a legend. They called him the Angel that everyone remembered correctly but for the wings. The memory of the savior was too deeply ingrained to modify.
In reality, the grandfather, always battle ready had changed to true form, will the device to stop long enough to make himself larger, and used his wings to protect everyone. He moved all living things, to include a small parakeet, and a couple of the customers' dogs. There wasn't anytime for more.
Later, when they sat in a park, everyone looked around feeling that someone was watching them. Thus, they chose a very noisy area with music boxes.
After a heated discussion, when an angry and stressed Viktor called the being a liar, they cooled enough to talk.
The 'grandfather' mostly ignored Viktor, and now was ready to talk, but first chuckled, he had felt something in a pocket of his Muggle overcoat. He put a finger to his lips.
He found the problem, and they all grinned. It was a young ferret, probably someone's pet, impossible to tell. He petted his head and put him back in his pocket. Another sound, "Hmm, I am carrying a zoo." A small monkey dressed like a ballerina, a Titi, she jumped on Eros.
"A stowaway, my wife will like her, a survivor." The godfather grinned when the ferret made a chirping sound, he gave it a pellet that the ferret ate with relish.
The monkey hugged Eros. "May I? my wife will love her, besides this missy found me, which makes it right."
"Exactly, we cannot bring back living things unless is voluntary." The grandfather agreed.
Viktor cooled seeing the more humane behavior and asked, "Whoever must have the three of them. How is it possible?"
"Wait," Eros, they noticed that many birds had settled right above them.
"I guess my wife is about to have unexpected guests."
Eros didn't ask them. The park was too busy, and since they sat next to a bush, nobody, but the spies saw when they left.
"Sorry for the haste; but they could have followed us here." Eros apologized.
"Where is here?" Victor asked.
"Here is at my home. Not on your reality. You cannot know where, only that you're safe."
They were inside a luxurious room full of pillows and carpets. "This is my home." Eros added.
A tall beauty came into the room. She appeared to be about five to six months pregnant, "Oh, do you have guests?" She looked surprised.
"Later my love. Later, it's all for a good cause. For the couple that brought me back." He wiggled his eyebrows.
"Ah, I see," and she looked at Viktor with great interest, making him blush. He was getting tired of the remarks about that nigh; and now in front of her grandfather. His friends chuckled.
Eros stood up, bent and kissed her belly. "Take care of your mother little one, only for a spell, I'll be back soon. Dear, I brought you a gift." He gave her the monkey, who made loud noise and jumped on his wife. "Call her Valentina." He turned to wink at Viktor who ignored him, it was best.
Psyche clapped her hands, "A little beauty," she looked worried. "You know the rules, we cannot bring anything that doesn't come on their own."
"She did, she came in his pocket." Eros told her pointing at the grandfather.
She picked it up, and the tiny monkey made happy sounds, love at first sight. "She is having babes, a good omen. Thanks my love."
He smiled happily when Psyche kissed his cheek.
"Ah, by the way, all is well, they're all men." She winked. "I think I can trust you. I will see you later, if I were not with child, you could be worrying about me. Handsome males right here as my guests, not only handsome, but the one who made your return possible."
She turned around and left.
They laughed, "She has a little tendency to jealousy, and has a problem with anger management." He sighed, "I guess if she feels like that, it's all my fault." They agreed.
"How did you make Eros return possible?" The grandfather asked Viktor, who looked irritated. "Never mind. " He chuckled, "young love."
They settled with a drink, and he asked to see what they had found thus far. "Is that all that you found in the shop, only what she mailed you? What did you find in the safe?"
The first thing they pulled out was the pendant. When they touched it again, it talked.
"I am not your witch, we lost her, she has been taken, help."
"That is my daughter," the grandfather said.
They couldn't figure out, "Maybe Dolohov told the truth."
They opened the book, Hermione's old diary. The paper was old, and so was the cover. Many pages were in bad condition. It started when she was eight or so. Many notes here and there, nothing significant.
1987 - My mom told me we had to move again, and last night we met the new Dr. Granger. I cannot call him father, but I know I must. Mom is hiding from killers, my father was killed before I was born. The Dr. Grangers are sent by my grandfather to protect us.
They stop reading, "I wouldn't have sent anyone, it is a lie. The males cannot keep the same form, so he would need to copy the body of a recently dead person." The grandfather remarked.
The pages started changing, something was under them or between them. It was the picture of a large structure. The top of the wall surrounding was made with metal pikes. It was another part of the drawing they had..
The grandfather had changed into his normal form. He was awe inspiring, very tall, his clear eyes colorless, no discernible pupils, only a dark blue rim; the crystalline hair with curls was made out of glass fiber like filaments. His dark wings, shaped more like bat wings, folded behind him. Long sharp nails that shone like diamonds, accompanied by the sharp ivory white teeth. He was loaded with weapons, some unknown to all but Eros, who wore similar ones.
Gaston thought the grandfather was the coolest thing he had ever seen. He dared to ask, "Are there more females, perhaps I could be introduced?"
The grandfather chucklef, "We know how you have protected our child, so who knows? We could try. I like your warrior soul. However, there are compromises and limitations."
"I would be most honored." Gaston answered hopefully. His question made them all relax. An ice breaker of sorts.
Afterwards, the grandfather told them the real story. "The Grangers come from a long line of beings who act as caretakers. They are often commissioned to 'hide,' one of our female babies. Just the same procedure that our families have done since ever." He hesitated but continued.
"We were forbidden, since times untold, to stay off the blue world. But here is the best place for our babies. Unfortunately, our female offspring have been stolen by other beings, all because of the baby's powers." He looked thoughtful before proceeding.
"If a stolen female gets pregnant from someone other than the abductor, you all know what happens, what my brother told you is true. The babies are pawns." He turned away from them, he was clearly distressed.
"We usually hide our daughters across the times. Unfortunately, often they have been 'sold' by their caretakers, who disappear later on. That was what happened to our beloved baby. Our dear Hermione is the heir of two powerful houses, her fathers have powers greater than anyone ever."
He told them how the Grangers were commissioned to hide her in 2012, but they disobeyed and traveled to 1973, where they were contacted by Tom Riddle thru their underground channels.
Soon they developed an attachment for the little witch, and changed a few things about her. They moved to 1980. They were keeping her. "We guess, they hoped that she would take care of them in case they were found." He came back to sit with them.
"Smart thieves, we are certain that she won't let anyone touch them; she loves the female. They blame the abduction on us. We are not so sure, they played both sides. They are not human, it is a disguise. The couple cannot have children, and within a few days, they decided to keep her, thus compulsed her to have a terrible fear of height. They didn't want her true nature to become obvious to her."
"They need to be killed," Viktor exclaimed, others agreed.
"They still want to be close to her. The client is a demonic being who wants to rule your world. He has shared bodies with many Dark Lords and even with Muggle tyrants. He thinks that all he needs to win, is one like our child. He knows about her fathers and wants to control us all thru her."
"Why don't you keep your daughters with you instead?"
"Our realms cannot support females first two years, they are sensitive to leftovers of the energy remains of old wars, on the worlds we live; so we find caretakers. We take turns with our babies. The caretakers are a front. We see our children as often as possible, daily if we can, but we are forbidden to stay for long periods, so we disobey often. Unfortunately, those like the Grangers come along."
"Ah, they disappeared right away." Harry asked.
"Yes, it went bad since the moment they came to pick her up, an enemy helped them disappear. When she was nine, we found her, but she would have to come voluntarily. My son was the one who came to get her and was shot with poison, he is dying but only she can save him. He said that it was accidental."
He told them that the demon hid in many bodies, moved from one to another. The demon never thought that it was Hermione since she didn't even use a broom, plus she was a Muggle.
"He narrowed it to three witches, he wanted them all watched because once he was revealed, her people were the only ones with the power to kill him. He wanted to take her before that happened."
"So how did he find her?" Karkarof asked, he knew the answer but wanted to test the veracity of the information."
"Ron, the nasty fool, he killed two females, two, he needs to be punished. Our wife thinks the being has been using Ron for a while. He was foolish, but nothing like now."
"Ron has been coming this way for a while, demon or not." Harry clenched his jaw. He wanted to inflict serious injury upon him.
Viktor surprised them, "Why stain our souls further, I just want her back."
Nobody said anything, but Karkaroff stood up and hugged him. "Be strong my son, this is a time to be in control. All will be well." He said it without much conviction.
"So, as I was saying, Ron made it easy, less than a year before he had mentioned the feathers, but not where they were, he didn't know. The Tom Riddle being was not back until two years ago. He believed and still does that with her magic not only he would be renewed but would be in total power. Since that time he has been tracking the three suspect witches."
"So, if they might be hiding, where are they?" Harry asked
"No idea, but I think her parents are with her." The grandfather told them.
"And your other son?"
"As I told you, he was the one in 1988. He was shot with a poison by the Grangers, he came back to us half dead." He seemed anguished.
"If we find her, will you let her stay with us?" Viktor asked.
"It is her choice. Understand that we can extend your lifespan, whereas never as long as ours, I am sure we can work something. If you leave this realm the possibilities improve."
"More than I expected. I just want to find her. I miss her." Viktor's eyes filled with tears, it happened a lot these days; Harry wasn't faring any better.
"Oh, I know the building," Viktor was excited.
"Do you recognize this drawing, this struct?" The grandfather asked.
"Yes, I figured it out, it is an old monastery, it used to be a temple." Viktor grinned. "It is near the Bulgarian-Greek border, in a mountain. Though, I don't remember the wall around, it wasn't there."
Psyche was just beyond, eavesdropping. She moved forward.
"It was a temple to celebrate our love, made to Eros and Psyche." Eros sounded proud.
She smiled, "I like you much better now than the young Eros," she frowned, "but those were good times. I will take you there, I remember the temple. Good and bad memories."
Eros say nothing. That was when the problem began, all those pretty priestesses. He was an idiot. Changing gold for fool's gold, he'd deserved his penance. He made her cry often, he had been undeserving of her.
Psyche sighed, "Let's go." Eros held her waist lovingly, he didn't want her upset.
The ferret jumped out the Muggle coat, and snuck inside the grandfather's satchel. The humans held on to either Eros or the grandfather.
The temple was near the Bulgarian border with Greece on a mountain.
There was statue of the couple, Eros and Psyche which turned into a breathing fire elephant. It coming towards them.
Eros pulled an arrow from his quiver. The arrow landed between the elephant's eyes. At once it fell apart into rubble.
Psyche twisted her hand and restored the statues, but fully clothed.
"No sense in tempting females." She remarked, sounding a little peeved.
Eros rolled his eyes. "I saw that, I remember that in your vanity you demanded true proportions, but you made me look like a boy." She was getting mad. Not for long, Eros felt something.
"They are here, in an in-between, the demon is probably near by." The ferret started making angry noises, and the Titi disappeared under her robes.
They heard Ron talking to someone. "Shh, that is Ron, why is he here?"