THE TALE OF THREE BROTHERS
Potter manor, England
" come on lils, today is daemon's birthday, it a moment of happiness and with the dark bastard at large we get less and less of these times" said a very excited looking James potter. I know James but I just cannot shake of this feeling that something is going to be wrong.
The party was at full swing, every important members of wizarding world was present, but for once not everybody was fawning over the previous boy who lived but were rather discussing the recent attack of the death eaters or ministry policies and the the conditions of the other wizarding communities outside the British isles where the world was once again being terrified by the name Grindelwald.
"This looks like more of a gossiping party than a birthday party" said Sirius black to his best friend James potter, James sighed and said " I know Padfoot and tried my best to make it otherwise,
but we live in dangerous times, I really wish my son and family was left out of it, but no, here we are right in the middle of it all" said James potter bitterly.
Sirius sympathized with his best friend for he knew that Voldemort would never let the Potter's live in peace not unless he has Daemon's head. " it hurts to know that it may destroy my family padfoot" said a worried looking James, "hey don't worry mate, I will always be there for you and flower and little demi you know that right? marauders stick together" Said Sirius and both friends shared a brotherly smile.
Grindelwald manor, Germany
Where as the Potter's were celebrating there favorite child's birthday with a grand bash their other child was planning something else.
Lord Grindelwald sat in his study going over his plans to take over the magical France, from where then he will rise his empire to the rest of the Europe then the world, when he heard his daughter enter
he would never accept it our loud but he loved Harriet as his own daughter and was extremely proud of her achievements at such young age. " you called me father " spoke Harry bringing Gellert out of his thoughts." Yes Harry, I summoned you." As said Gellert. " happy 15th to you, Merlin I can't believe you are 15 today seems like just yesterday that I bought the 6 years old skinny scrawny girl home " Harriet internally rolled her eyes, her father could be very dramatic at times.
" pouting does not befitt a dark Lord father" said Harry with a smirk. Gellert immediately refused to accept that he had been pouting and said "ah, I see you have become cheeker with age, fret not I shall bring that head of your back down to earth in the next training session" said Gellert. " training with you? Don't mind dad but you have gone Rusty in your old age but no matter I shall give you the demonstration of being naturally talented and we'll..young " said Harry with mischief in her eyes. And the father and daughter continued their friendly banter.
Later that evening Gellert once again summoned Harry to his room, he has decided to tell Harry about the secret he had once decided to take to his grave, but now has decided otherwise, Harry has time and again proven her loyalty to him and if their was a person he would trust this with, it would be her.
There was knock on the door, "enter harry" he said " take a seat please". Upon entering Harry saw a serious look on her father's face and a deep sadness in his eyes or was it defeat she could not identify " what is it father" she asked. " today darling I want to tell you a story" Harry was lost..story? Her father never told her any stories let alone a fairy tale
Listen carefully darling.
"There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. In time, the brothers reached a river too deep to wade through and too dangerous to swim across.. However, these brothers were learned in the magical arts, and so they simply waved their wands and made a bridge appear across the treacherous water. They were halfway across it when they found their path blocked by a hooded figure.
And Death spoke to them. He was angry that he had been cheated out of three new victims, for travelers usually drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers upon their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him.
So the oldest brother, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence: a wand that must always win duels for its owner, a wand worthy of a wizard who had conquered Death! So Death crossed to an elder tree on the banks of the river, fashioned a wand from a branch that hung there, and gave it to the oldest brother.
Then the second brother, who was an arrogant man, decided that he wanted to humiliate Death still further, and asked for the power to recall others from Death. So Death picked up a stone from the riverbank and gave it to the second brother, and told him that the stone would have the power to bring back the dead.
And then Death asked the third and youngest brother what he would like. The youngest brother was the humblest and also the wisest of the brothers, and he did not trust Death. So he asked for something that would enable him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility.
Then Death stood aside and allowed the three brothers to continue on their way, and they did so, talking with wonder of the adventure they had had, and admiring Death's gifts. In due course the brothers separated, each for his own destination.
The first brother traveled on for a week or more, and reaching a distant village, sought out a fellow wizard with whom he had a quarrel. Naturally with the Elder Wand as his weapon, he could not fail to win the duel that followed. Leaving his enemy dead upon the floor, the oldest brother proceeded to an inn, where he boasted loudly of the powerful wand he had snatched from Death himself, and of how it made him invincible.
That very night, another wizard crept upon the oldest brother as he lay, wine-sodden, upon his bed. The theif took the wand and, for good measure, slit the oldest brother's throat.
And so Death took the first brother for his own.
Meanwhile, the second brother journeyed to his own home, where he lived alone. Here he took out the stone that had the power to recall the dead, and turned it thrice in his hand. To his amazement and his delight, the figure of the girl he had once hoped to marry, before her untimely death, appeared at once before him.
Yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil. Though she had returned to the mortal world, she did not truly belong there and suffered. Finally the second brother, driven mad with hopeless longing, killed himself so as truly to join her.
And so Death took the second brother for his own.
But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him. It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life."
Harry was speechless. 'Why was her father telling her this tale, was there something she was missing out of' she thought. So she waited for her father to elaborate. Gellert was watching Harry closely, " so Harry what are your views on these magical objects" he finally asked.
Harry was confused what was her father talking about, surly it was just a story, their is nothing like a stone to bring back the dead or an unbeatable wand. "Father,was it just a story or were you trying to tell me something " she finally asked
"The story as you refer to it Harry, is not just a story but a fact that was so fairy tale like that it became one" said Gellert.
"But father is it possible that their is an unbeatable wand" asked Harry in awe. "yes, the wand is true and I know that because I was once it's master long time ago" said Gellert under Harry's wide eyed gaze. "I have researched all my life to collect what there was of the hallows and was only successful at finding and acquiring one of the three. Gregorovich, a wand maker if you are wondering was foolish enough to not keep the location a secret. " he said with a smirk.
The three objects mentioned during the tale are meant to be the Deathly Hallows, the most powerful magical objects in existence.
The Elder Wand is the unbeatable wand of the oldest brother, the Resurrection Stone is the stone given to the second brother, and the Cloak of Invisibility is the cloak given to the third brother that could hide the wearer even from Death. It is believed that whoever succeeds in uniting all three of the Hallows would become the Master of Death.
