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Here we go, the long awaited dorm room of vipertooth is here, and how will the first few lessons go for Harry and the rest. This chapter will be split into a PART ONE, PART TWO, PART THREE
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"...think things over and decide where your loyalties lie."
CHAPTER TEN
PART ONE
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It was beautiful. Truly beautiful...
Harry and Draco stood inside an alcove, an alcove in which lied a trampoline-ish kind of contraption, it fit perfectly into the alcove. Above Harry and Draco in the curved ceiling of the alcove was a hole, hollow until the top where it was blocked out by bricks. The bricks of the ground above. Within the alcove was not only the trampoline but also a tapestry that curved through it on the wall and back to the main common room.
The common room was perfectly circular, not a single brick out of place and the bricks all coloured slightly differently, not adding a sense of ugliness but rather prettiness. There was not a speck of paint in the whole common room. There also happened to be no windows in the whole room.
The large common room was decorated with wax candles hanging from the wall and a large table in the middle of the room. A sofa curved round the whole common room, leaving only a space to enter from the alcove. The sofa was overstuffed and black nearly popping from the stuffing.
The ceiling was better still, the ceiling was most similar to the one found in the great hall. It though did not have candles, it had a copy of the night sky, stars were floating around, looking very very real. Harry was wide mouthed after looking up at it.
Inside the common room itself was everyone else, all the other students of vipertooth, they all stood completely silent, not a squeak nor a peep. It was a moment in which everyone felt that someone had to step up and say something.
Harry was looking at the room still and as such didn't notice Aquila Malfoy give a small nod to Draco. Harry still didn't come out of his trance until it was disrupted by the cutting sound of someone talking. That someone was Draco.
"We are Vipertooth, the fifth house. It does seem most unusual but as a new house we must not look like fools in Hogwarts. I myself will not associate myself with fools. I realise we need someone to lead us as a house, just like all the other houses have people tolead them, prefects and head boy or girl. We don't have the experience of any of them and we shan't try to act like we do, I'm not putting myself up for the role of leader of house Vipertooth but I must advise you think about who will become our leader as we don't even have a head of house." Draco says in a posh voice with power and authority.
His speech is met with silence until another voice comes out, confident, powerful and possibly with more authority then Draco's.
"Malfoy, let's not try to weasel ourselves into that position, I do believe everyone here is wise enough to know what you're trying to do, you haven't yet proved yourself to anyone here, you're name and family will not help you everywhere." Says the Babineaux boy.
"Yes, Malfoy, you're name will not lead you everywhere, so do not try to assert its power." Says Shannon Burton, a pureblood.
What follows the small exchange of words is a deep silence, in which all occupants of the room are either looking at Draco, Athim or Shannon.
"Maybe we could share the leadership, we don't have to have one. It could be a democracy." Pipes out the bucktoothed girl, Granger in a confident stiff voice.
"Please do us all a favour and shut up...mudblood." Says another boy, black hair hiding his eyes and a blank face. Ryouichi Kazuki Sato.
"Please do us all a favour and shut up you supremist fool, not everyone here shares your extremely outdated point of view, now let us all shut up, the girls dormitories are to the right and the boys to the left I assume, due to the tapestry, let us all have a night's sleep and sort this out in the morning, I for one believe you're all being foolish." Says Athim and with that he turns on his heel and walks to the door on the left which is a round door above the sofa. With as much class as the young boy could, he stepped onto the sofa that surrounded the room, opened the door and climbed in.
With the tension already at a high, everyone sifted away to their respective dorms.
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A/N: Part one done, Part two is down below. Sorry for this chapter being rushed, I don't feel like it's too great, review or PM me with what I could and should change, that'd would be really helpful. Thanks.
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PART TWO
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Canes was frustrated. The Ravenclaw prefects were being foolish, extremely so. They had left the Great Hall and were headed towards their Common Room. Not that Canes was excited for the Common Room but he very much wanted to make it clear to his fellow first years that he was not to be messed with.
But rather than the prefects just leading them straight to the common room, they instead lead them around the school, they'd left the rest of the students from 2nd year and above to go to the common room and had taken to showing the first years the rooms in which they were to have their lessons. It was very foolish. Considering that they had a week to sort things out.
They were now standing outside of a room in which they would learn Charms, on the seventh floor. The prefects were droning on about what they would learn in their first Charms lesson. Weren't the Ravenclaws meant to be intelligent, surely standing around like this would deprive them of sleep and lower the quality of their work. Canes was not prepared to lower his quality of work and so as quietly and stealthily as he could- which was very stealthy, he had learnt from Bellatrix after all –he left the group and headed away.
He was still on the seventh floor, although many corridors away. He was standing in a corridor which was barren of any portraits. Canes was thinking, ferociously so. He was wondering about the new house. Vipertooth. He was wondering about its inhabitants. All extremely talented wizards. The Malfoy twins, The Longbottom heir, The Babineaux heir and Harry Potter.
Harry Potter was interesting, most certainly a powerful wizard. Almost guaranteed by the wizarding population that he would end up in Gryffindor yet he didn't, he ended up in Vipertooth. Canes did admit, Vipertooth would have been interesting but Canes didn't care. He was in Hogwarts and that was all that mattered. Harry Potter was someone Canes aimed to watch. He did know the story's after all, he knew what his paternal father had done, he had wronged Harry Potter and Canes, being the son of Sirius Black, Canes may be targeted by Potter, it was justice. But Canes didn't do justice, he did survival, he did power.
Canes was now pacing, on the spot, back and forth, back and forth, one, two, three, four. He was pacing on the seventh floor corridor, when something strange occurred. He didn't notice it, he was more interested in his thoughts on becoming the powerful wizard he was destined to be. So much that he didn't noticed the door appearing in the wall.
All until the all too familiar squeak of a rusty door came floating to his ears. Looking up he noticed the door, old looking, oak. It hadn't been there before had it? He was almost certain of how the wall had been barren of even a painting. Canes rarely got worried, he was not a fearful person, but this door did spark a certain sort of fearful curiosity in him. He'd read of many a book about Hogwarts from cover to cover and had never come across a passage about a door like this, and so he stepped forwards, sparking a lumos with his wand and walking into the room, the room that came from nowhere.
It was not a room full of much, unpainted walls, no portraits no candlelight. Just a chair and table at the centre of the room. Upon the table was a book and a necklace, at least it seemed like a necklace. Canes took a few hesitant steps towards the table and took a seat upon the chair, it wasn't a comfortable chair. Although Canes was used to the finest quality he didn't mind too much.
Canes first looked down at the necklace, most delicately placed upon the book, both had seemed to gather a layer of dust. The necklace was of silver, Canes assumed pure silver, he had dealt with jewellery before after all. Blowing off the dust he picks it up. The necklace itself was not very interesting, what was more interesting was the charm at the top of the necklace. It was a circle, completely symmetrical from any angle, inside it there was a line running vertically upwards and another line running horizontally through it, the whole charm was most perfectly symmetrical and seemed to call out to Canes with a power unknown.
He placed the necklace aside after noticing that pretty much everything else about it was plain and boring. And he dusted off the dust from the book itself, there were six words 'The Fables of Freer the Fabler'. Canes had read and memorised 'The Talees of Beedle the Bard' and many books alike to it but never had he heard of the one in his hands right now.
Delicatley opening the front cover which was brown and untouched by anything other than the words, which were etched in. And opening the cover he first found the circle with two lines in the first piece of paper in the book. The paper was soft and delicate and seemed close to ripping. With a breath and a sigh, Canes begins to read...
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A/N: Ok, ok there was Canes for you, next Part is about 'The Fables of Freer the Fabler', what do you think about that, the next Part is literally the introduction and first few pages from 'The Fables of Freer the Fabler' so there will be no references to Canes or anyone else. OK lets go.
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PART THREE
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INTRODUCTION
I go by the name of Freer, Freer the Fabler is me. Now welcome to my story great finder of this book. A book untouched by others, cept me, another and you alone. Unlike other storys, unedited, unchanged, unmoved. These are my fables true. So first be it only fit for me to write and tell you about myself, my story. I am Freer the Fabler and these are my legendary stories.
I myself am a Pureblood, though not a supremist like many, my mother, my father, my brother and I we share a belief that all are equal, no wizard is greater than the other, unless he be greater in power. No witch is greater than the other, unless she be greater in power.
My mother was a caring, kind women, a strong and powerful witch, she taught me all I know in magic, and taught me all to know. My father was a brave, strong man, a talented and feared wizard. He taught me all I know in magical arts and taught me all to know.
My brother though, he is alike me, a storyteller as well. His name is Beedle, and he goes by Beedle the Bard. We both share an equal talent for magic, and we both care not for who's better but when it comes to the Tales and Fables, my brother believes he is best. And so we set out on our journeys, journeys to find what is true. Story's greater than ours, story's to fill our books.
We came back together after many a year, both having written our books, mine was 'The Fables of Freer the Fabler' and his were 'The Tales of Beedle the Bard', we both argued over, who was of the better quality. And then we set out for counsel, my brother he shared his book. But I held mine tight to my chest and conceded to him defeat.
After many a year I noticed, that my brothers tales were known, yet not as they had begun, they were altered and changed, and moved. At that moment I decided to hide my tales away. For the greatest story in mine, could not be allowed to change.
His greatest Tale was that of The Three Brothers. Changed and altered as well. My own fables and tales had one similar, the tale of three as well. A tale of three brothers as well. But unlike my brothers tale. My fable was not of conceding to death, but a tale of giving oneself to light. For Death is the Darkness. And Life is the Light. The Three brothers of my tale, gave themselves to the light and reaped their rewards, their rewards being the 'Benign Hallows'. Opposite of the Deathly ones, the tools of Death.
Now let me start my Fables, continue on dear reader, first reader other than my brother. Read the Fables of mine. The Fables of Freer the Fabler.
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The Fable of The Benign Hallows
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The Fable of The Cold Old Wizard
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The Fable of The Greatest Witch of The Castle
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The Tournament of Garth the Warlock
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The Lying Heir of Merlin and Morgana
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The Tale of Beedle the Bard
THE FABLE OF THE BENIGN HALLOWS
From same mother and same father, three brothers of three years between them. Upon the youngest brother passing the age of adulthood they all set out on a journey. The wizards were true and strong at heart and all willing to help. So one night when wandering at twilight upon a winding road. They found a screaming old hag.
The old witch was in extreme pain, eyes closed, mouth open, body rattling around. She shook around upon the mud and upon the cobbled floor, So when the three wizards set eyes upon her, they rushed, oh so willing to help but as they arrived they witnessed, the witch growing silent and still. As death took over her body, as she lied there still.
The three brothers were shocked and so they hatched a plan, to bring her back to life, for none would leave her dead. These wizards learned in magic held her up against a tree and with a few waves of their wands they attempted to bring her to life.
Until the night faded away and the young wizards grew weary. The eldest of them all suggested the use of a magic, a magic hidden from all, he suggested the use of necromancy, the use of magic old. The middle brother grudgingly agreed but the youngest said 'No, I will not'. The brothers told him to stop his angry disagreement and forced him as well to a tree and with the word of Imperio, they charmed him to help them as well.
Now let's not forget that these wizards although using magic forbidden were still quite true at heart. They only wished to help and only wished to bring the old witch to life.
And so the elder brother told his siblings of the spell to be used, they all held up their wands and started encanting the spell. Upon reaching the middle of their words and reaching the middle of their spell. They all were stopped in their words. They found their magic blocked and held quiet by magic much stronger.
And out of nowhere in front of the witch appeared a ghostly white light, and this light faded into the life, life the opposite of death. And to them this ghostly light told them that the light would bring back the witch only if the wizards offered it their power. And so the wizards gladly offered their power even the young wizard, for he knew that this was light and life and it could only do good. He was first to give his power and then the middle brother and then the eldest and then the ghostly light smiled to them.
For the light was pleased, and so he congratulated them and told them that their power would not be taken but tripled in return and the light , it also offered them gifts. It would give them what they asked. And so the eldest among them, he asked for a powerful wand, a wand that would match any other and spread light among the world. The light gladly agreed but held him to one promise, that the wand would never be used to bring back those that are dead for magic cannot do that. The wizard then enquired as to how the light would bring back the witch, and then the light happily said that the witch was but a piece of magic that the light had summoned and with that the witch drifted away, in flakes of light so bright it hurt. The light then said that the witch was a test to find the wizards pure of heart. The wizards smiled , happy that they had not seen death.
Then the second brother, he too asked for a wand, but not one to use light magic, but one to use the dark, for this wizard, he believed one thing, this thing was that all magic was equal and all magic was fair. That even the darkest magic could be used for the light. The light then gave a smile, proud that the wizard was learned, proud that the wizard knew magic, proud that the wizard was fair. He then told the wizard two things, that first the wand would again, never be used to bring back the dead. The wizard readily agreed. The next thing was that the wand, was never to be used for the three, the three unforgivable curses. Imperio, Crucio and Avada Kedavra. Again the wizard readily agreed.
Then the light turned towards the final brother, and the final brother spoke. He asked for just one bracelet. A bracelet that would grace him with much. All magical talent would come easy to the wearer of the bracelet, the bracelet accessed all magic dark and light. The light smiled even brighter, happy at the young wizard , he told him it would be done.
The light then stepped to the tree on which the had held the witch, and from it, it fashioned two wands. Both identical in shape and size, one filled with a core of light magic and one with a core of dark, but both with no limits on power and both with the power to do good. It handed the respective wizard their wands and then stepped back to the tree. It then uprooted the tree, and it dug below until it found silver and with this silver it fashioned a bracelet, plain but fir three gems, one on the right in which the light magic was held and one on the left where the dark magic was held and at the top of the bracelet was a larger gem than both, in it both magicks were abundant and both blended and mixed. It handed the bracelet to the wizard and pushed them all away, it told them to go spread good, and pass their relics down their families, the three wizards agreed and split apart and walked away.
They all spread good although all being tempted by dark, the first wizard the eldest, who went by the name 'The First Wizard of Light'. The second brother also spread good yet he went by the name 'The First Wizard of Dark'. The third brother was never tempted, yet dark tried many a time. This final brother also went by a name 'The Wizard of Light and Dark', a powerful wizard, a powerful man, one to be feared and loved, he trained his son, his son was strong and powerful as well. And when the son grew of age, the bracelet went to him.
But sadly the other two wizards the eldest and the second. Both had found wives the loved quite dearly but both found their wives to be barren. The witches wailed in pain, in sadness and in grieving. Yet light never came to help. The wizards knew most well, that this was to be their destiny and so they cast their wand's to where they first met light.
But going back to that first meeting, when the wizards split apart, the light once more dipped into the silver and fashioned a necklace, the necklace you just held in your hand, the necklace of the champion of magick. I found this necklace but I knew that it was not destined for me, that is why I have placed it here, with the book, unedited and unchanged. Be the destined wizard you, then leave the necklace alone, but be the wizard not you, then do not take the necklace with you. You may just be thinking, whether I found the wands as well, but no, I did not, they were gone by the time I arrived. So if you are the destined wizard then you now have only one task, find the bracelet and the two wands. Be the champion of magick.
This is the end of the Fable, of the Benign Hallows. Find them if you are the one. Find them now, you must do.
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A/N: OK, there we go, the next few fables will be released later on through either the book or the series so yeah. Review what you thought about the story. There was meant to be a PART FOUR but I'm ever so sorry but I physically don't have the energy to write anymore. Hope you liked it, what do you think about Freer the Fabler, is it too much, um, why don't you fav and follow. That'd be great. And go check out 'The Chosen One' by 'The True Heir of Hufflepuff' yeah. Oh and um next chapter will hopefully be up mighty soon, and once more I will be putting up a poll and it will be about who your favourite secondary character so far is and the one who wins will have a whole chapter dedicated to his past in a kind of flashback so yeah, GO VOTE ON THE POLL, yeah thank you for reading and REVIEW.
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