Oceanbreeze7 here!
Pairings (Relationships): Not many if any. There may be slight LutainXNagini close to the end, do not expect any infatuation or love interest to be different from the books/movie.
Warnings: Some parts may be slightly graphic for young readers. I shall not be held responsible if writing is to strong or you do not feel comfortable to read. Viewer discretion is advised (I've always wanted to say that!) Some parts may have bad language, or blood. This is not intended for the weak hearted to read during Death Eater raids.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, I however own the sole plot idea as well as a few creatures/characters such as Lutain and Skylar. I do not own the spells (even if you have not heard of them) They are the slightly altered word or combined words in the Latin language.
Harry was at ease, Christmas break was approaching, and the list came up. The day before Harry made his decision, a letter from his father came via falcon. Hedwig had met with it halfway, taking the letter and meeting Harry faster than normal, as she had stronger wings.
Shadow.
Spies are slipping through the floors, someone let them in, and they have animagus forms. If it wasn't for the vipers and serpents we let stay in the winter, the spies could have killed half my rank. A Gaboon Viper, who seems to know you, he goes by the name of Sangia, caught seven of the spies, our estimated count is twenty in all.
It's tricky and dangerous, an animagus bat slipped through the vents, almost wrecking my plans I had written down.
The spies will recognize you Shadow, it is of grave importance for you to stay where you are, for we cannot let you be known to the world yet.
Also, how did you get my diary?
~Your father.
The letter was simple, it made Harry sad, but sacrifices needed to be made for war. Spies indeed were a big problem. Speaking of spies, Harry had the greatest plan…and all he needed was a rat.
The diary, ah, he wrote to Tom Riddle, stating that he would be sent back to Harry's father so he could remain safe. He did however help Harry, by telling him the secrets to the Chamber of Secrets, and the hidden passages throughout the school webbing from the Slytherin dungeons.
It turns out Lutain was right about secret passages after all.
Lutain had been pretty smug after that.
The following day, Harry had looked on the board to see who indeed was going home; it was a strange turn in events that caused Draco Malfoy to stay. Crabbe, Pansy, and Goyle were also, apparently it was something about 'father's having guests' or 'He's busy at a business partner's home' It was obvious to Harry that they were tracking down spies.
That was what brought the current events into play. Draco and Harry were sitting in the main common room. The wall opened and Draco looked up, a slight frown on their face.
A girl walked in, next to Pansy and in front of Crabbe and Goyle, she had light brown hair with silky gold highlights, making her skin look not incredibly pale. Her eyes slid over and landed on Shadis, she gave a half head nod and walked past, stopping only when her arm was caught by Harry.
"You're a second year, are you not?" He asked, she gave a slight smirk, not allowing herself to be caught too quickly.
"Scott, Destiny Scott, your Harry Shadis right? The 'Prince' of Slytherin, able to charm anything, even snakes." She stated, casting an eye around his chair for Lutain, who had wondered off with his mighty female noble companion.
"Oh? You are well aware that Morsus is a male." Harry added, Destiny had a sly grin on her face at that.
"Who stated that we were implying serpents?" She stated, sitting down on the other side of the couch. Harry smirked slightly, instantly growing a liking to this girl.
"A pleasure to meet you Mrs. Scott." Harry stated, brushing his lips on the back of her hand, she smiled, giving a slight nod and getting to her feet, about to walk to her room, she spared a look, smiling slightly.
"I could grow to like you Shadis." She nodded, before vanishing down the hall. Draco gave a low whistle.
"I don't know how you do it." He shook his head, a slight spark of jealously in his eye at that.
"Calm your emotions Draco. Now, may I ask where you three were?" Harry asked, letting his eyes slide to Pansy who surprisingly wasn't on Draco's arm. He seemed to notice this also.
"Oh, we were, err, looking at those words on the third floor, strange how they haven't washed off yet." Pansy put in, looking slight uncomfortable talking, Crabbe nodded also and Goyle seemed to glare at Harry almost.
"Yes, Blood magic does take time to wear down; the wards of Hogwarts aren't helping in that matter." Harry noted, not really paying any attention. Pansy looked slightly surprised but Draco wrinkled his nose, leaning back against his chair and sighing.
"Do you have anything to do?" Draco asked in a board tone to Harry, who arched an eyebrow.
"Right, I take that back. Do you know of something I could do?" Draco fixed, almost yawning watching the fire in the fireplace.
"Well…who do you thinks' the heir of Slytherin?" Pansy asked, tilting her pug like head, Harry stiffened seeing as this was greatly out of character, same as Crabbe and Goyle actually paying any attention.
"It's impossible to be sure, the first attack happened while we were at the great hall, but the legend says that he had a great beast, that could be what is attacking the students." He offered, Pansy blinked and nodded, paying rapt attention.
"But then the monster would have to be smart and understand English, or the heir could speak to it." Draco added, not knowing at all how close he actually was to the truth.
"But Draco, then the heir would have to be incredibly old as there have been no documented results of the Slytherin line advancing after the arrest of Morvin Gaunt." Harry noted, causing Draco to frown. Pansy bit her lip another strange habit for her, and Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be…thinking.
"What about you, Crabbe, Goyle, who is the heir in your eyes?" Harry asked, knowing that this would give it away if possible, Draco looked confused, but before he could correct Harry and say that they didn't speak, Goyle stated something.
"I dunno but you probably do." His chin elevated slightly and the corner of Harry's lips twisted slightly, yes, the arrogant voice was still there.
"Well, I'm sure that you assumed that Draco was the heir as there would be a reason why you Pollyjuiced yourself into Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle, Potter." Harry stated, yawning in the process. Draco jumped, pointing his wand at Pansy so quickly she squeaked.
"Hello to you too Hermione." Harry nodded, causing her to blush.
"Wait! How did they get in here?" Draco shouted still holding his wand out, face growing red with anger, Harry's eyes narrowed.
"Draco, enough." He commanded, much to the three's shock, Draco obeyed, backing down and leaving the three enough time to escape through the wall once more.
Christmas came and went, much to Harry's surprise, he had received gifts from quite a few, Daphne, Pansy, (the real one) Draco, Theo, even Blaise. Not to mention the normal gifts from Bellatrix and his father, a new one this time, Rodolphus sent a gift.
Harry received a cloak from Rodolphus, charmed to stay at the perfect temperature; he thought it was a good idea since he had no clue where Harry even was.
Harry received two snake pendants from Bellatrix, both were quiet feminine when he read it, it also held a similar resemblance to the snake necklace he received last year, in which he kept around his neck. He was actually planning on using the necklace on Lockhart…
The letter described it as little spies almost, the eyes would transmit what they were saying into a mirror that came with the gift, and Harry already knew who he was giving each one to.
From his father, he was granted permission to use Wormtail in a way that he may never return alive-but that wasn't the main gift. The main gift was a property, newly purchased and bought for him on the east coast of northern Scotland. Just southeast of Hogwarts, out of view, but still close enough to do some damage.
Pansy sent chocolates from Honeydukes, Draco sent a miniature set of dragons, the three were sleeping now, but when awake, they would grow two times the current size (six inches). He thought it would be a good toy for both he, and Lutain.
Daphne sent him an old book, apparently in the Greengrass library for centuries. It was a beautiful leather bound book on snakes, each page held information on the Latin name, information, self updating habitat area, population, and pictures that acted on their owns, hissing and lunging at your hands as you read.
It was a piece of art really.
It was after the break, and the students returned, hoping that the monster of Salazar had left, they were sorely disappointed.
Not long after they returned, Adalonda struck again.
Lutain helped organize this one, apparently, Skylar Potter had a slight fight with a boy from the other house, a few hours later, and he was found petrified, same as the Gryffindor ghost, Nearly Headless Nick.
It was a wonder really, as this had happened while he was inside his Herbology class.
It was insulting really, how Dumbledore would not let his suspicions go that he was the heir. Even when he was on the other side of the school, he was still to blame. He had watched as Skylar gave his suspicions to Dumbledore, leading a trail of lies about how he was so 'dark' and he organized the whole 'dueling club problem'. Really, what did they take him for? A Necromancer? Actually, don't answer that, for Harry still wanted to learn how to make an inferei.
"I'm telling you Professor! He's a dark wizard!" Skylar protested, and Harry scowled on his bed, watching the entire thing. It was all bark and no bite, they had no proof, no true reason, and yet, Dumbledore seemed to buy it. It was too bad, actually, Harry had already began to set his traps, ensnaring every single student inside Hogwarts, intertwining them so slightly, Slytherins could sit back and watch as the entire castle fell to rubble.
And it all started with spies.
Namely one, Hermione Granger, with a phoenix and snake pendent on her neck.
The eyes of the snake glowed green for a moment.
x-(X)-x
It was muddy, rainy, and wet. That was why Harry stayed inside for the Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff match.
He was inside the library, reading a little book on offensive spells, amazingly, Harry hadn't heard of a few of them.
"Oh! Shadis! I didn't know that you were here!" Hermione stated as she walked around the bend of a bookshelf. Harry did a small wave and hesitantly she sat in the arm chair next to him.
"What brings you to the library?" He calmly stated, causing her to fidget slightly. She looked down after a while, deciding if to or not to tell him.
"I was looking to see what the monster is, if we find out, then we'll have a better chance of killing it!" She bubbled, excited all the sudden.
Harry suddenly had an icy feeling in his stomach, like he would be sick if the funny, charming and wonderful Adalonda passed away.
Hermione took out a thick book on magical creatures and started through it, as Harry started reading his book once more.
"I see you have use of my gift." Harry noted, letting his eyes flash over to the pendent, she followed his gaze and stiffened.
"You bought this for me?" She gasped, Harry tilted his head slightly, blinking slowly.
"Yes, is it against your ways?"
"Wha? No! This is amazing! It must have cost a fortune!" She held the metal carefully, tracing the bird then the large snake with jade eyes.
"Think nothing of it Hermione." He stated, causing her to blush quickly. The steady rhythm of the rain falling was calm and soothing, that is, until he heard a slight hissing behind him.
"Shadow? Master Shadow, why are you in the library, I smell impure, I smell thick blood…"
"Oh Merlin." Hermione whispered randomly, causing Harry to jump out of his thoughts. The sound of Hermione ripping a page out was very out of character, but she was frantic now, she was afraid.
"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, grabbing his things also.
"I found out what the monster is, and it could be anywhere." She breathed eyes wide and looking all over.
"Oh?" Harry asked, arching an eyebrow and picking up his bag.
"A Basilisk! It's using the pipes in the school to move around! Salazar Slytherin is a Parsletongue, an ability that allows him to control the monster!"
"Master Shadow, I must take her, leave her as she is impure."
Harry nodded to Hermione's thought, summoning two mirrors and handing one to her.
"Don't look it in the eye." He warned before darting off, hurrying down the corridors with her on his heels. Eventually, Harry turned left, and Hermione skidded to a halt trying to find him and steady her racing heart.
Harry pressed his back against the back of a painting, sitting in the almost black hidden chamber behind the portrait.
"Now Wormtail, all you have to do, is look in your mirror, do you understand?" Harry whispered to the trembling rat, which nodded. He then pulled an emerald green potion out of his pocket, Pollyjuice, his very own. Wormtail guzzled a little bit in his rat form, changing only when needed too, within seconds, a terrified Harry was looking at the real Harry. With a quick flick of Harry's wand, their clothes were swapped.
"Wormtail, steady." He hissed in anger, at once, the other Wormtail grew stiff and he gulped.
"Better, Adalonda, I need you to petrify someone as well as the Granger girl."
"Master Shadow! It is you! I was worried that there was an imposter!"
"Actually Adalonda that is who you are going to petrify. I need you to petrify a rat in my body, as well as Granger."
"Okay, Master Shadow, do well and make Master Salazar proud." Adalonda hissed, and Harry dissolved in smoke, forcibly pushing Wormtail out as a large cracking registered through a vent, Hermione dashed around a bend, panting in relief as she saw Wormtail.
"Harry, we need to move, the Basilisk is going to get u-"
"T-To late!" Wormtail tried to imitate, pointing with Harry's own wand.
The two closed their eyes firmly, holding the mirror in front of them as Adalonda hit the ground and started to slither, giving off large deathly hisses.
Harry darted at them in smoke/shadow form, the breeze forcing them to blink and look into a mirror, into the glozing yellow eyes.
Hermione Granger and Wormtail grew stiff.
Harry drifted past, moving near Adalonda, whose scales rattled as she shivered.
"Master Shadow, I feel you here…I must leave, for the prey will be returning soon."
"Of course, I will follow, as I have nothing else to do for a while now." Harry hissed back, moving next to Adalonda as she slipped through the vent, which magically closed behind her.
The pipes were gross, covered in thick slime from the time they had been out of use.
Adalonda moved surprisingly fast, the thick slime did help her move as she practically plummeted down into a chamber almost miles below the surface.
"I apologize for the slime, Master Shadow, I have only been awake for a short while."
"Think nothing of it Adalonda, If anything, I should clean it up." Adalonda shot a thankful look as she burst out of the pipe and hit a small pool of water, washing the muck off of her scales.
"Master! Adalonda! You return!" Lutain hissed, moving towords the two, slightly slower than normal, Harry blamed it on the chill of the chamber.
"Yes, the plan went perfectly, Wormtail is petrified, as well as Mrs. Granger."
Lutain nodded, shivering once more, Adalonda shot a saddened look.
Harry sighed, shivering himself before pointing his wand at the floor.
"Scourgify." He stated, allowing the floor to clear of the green slime, much to the two serpent's surprise.
Harry sat, carefully releasing thin red and orange lines, of heating wards. Normally the same type that surrounded Dragon enclosures in Russia.
"Master Salazar used to use the magiks like this." Adalonda whispered, watching the lines intertwine and coil, pulling taunt and loosing once more, finding the strands of magic in the air and mixing with them.
"Oh?"
"Yes, he had the strangest way of using magic." She whispered stretching as the hearting ward was casted in place, lifting the temperature to a nice sunny day. Lutain stretched out also, sitting by Adalonda's resting head. Harry sat next to her also, stroking her crest and dark green scales.
"He had tomes he read; he had actually stolen them from a lady, Mogana Le Fay, An old man the name of Merlin then let him keep them, to keep them hidden from the world, alas, I was just a hatchling at this time, but I remember it well. Merlin was kind, he enjoyed my scales." Adalonda hissed, blinking slowly and Harry looked at her in shock.
"You met Merlin?"
"Aye, He declared we Basilisks the kings and queens of serpents, and gave us our crest." She beamed, looking at Lutain, whose jaw hung limp.
"Master Salazar read the tomes, letting himself learn the old magiks, so if one was ever to find the tomes, he could counter the black arts of magiks."
Harry looked at Adalonda with a new light, running his hand over the tiny scales of her snout, savoring the almost silky feel they had.
"Salazar was not mad? He was not dark, or evil?"
"Master Salazar was kind, he was a noble as were the other founders of Hogwarts. He never turned to the dark magiks for his own gain, no, but the others did not, they could not see through the web Morgana laid so heavily."
Harry was quiet; it was surprisingly shocking to hear the truth of Salazar Slytherin from his familiar herself.
"But what was it about Salazar's 'Only Pure Blood Rule?'" Harry asked, wanting to know as much as possible.
"All lies. Sir Godric had two children, both male and old. Salazar lived off in the ancient forest where the Unicorns lived. When Godric's sires, Sir Adrion, and Sir Saxon hunted in the woods, they came across Mylla."
Harry looked up at Adalonda, who visibly seemed to sag, Lutain slithered closer, feeling the sorrow that drifted off of her.
"Mylla was young, her years were just coming. She was not much older than you, Master Shadow, three winters older."
'So she was fifteen.' Harry's mind recognized, he nodded, stroking Adalonda as she seemed even sadder.
"Mylla was such a haunted soul, times were hard, and young females were a prize for males-"
"So she was hidden." Harry whispered, understanding where this story was going.
"Yes, she hid in the forest, away from the castle, her raven black hair, and silver eyes. She was a blessed girl, rarely seen if ever, and she enjoyed it. She enjoyed the ability to only be seen when one was looking, and she enjoyed the forest, the creatures, no matter how strange."
Lutain exhaled, laying down next and looking at Adalonda for the rest of the tale. Even Harry, was very much engrossed.
"Sir Adrian and Sir Saxon went to hunt, the whispers of large deer and hounds the size of horses on which they rode, they moved swiftly through the forest. And one night, they saw her in the clearing. She was with a Unicorn foal, tending to the ill steed, and Sir Adrian shot it down, to end the suffering."
Harry sighed, slightly surprised by the tightened feeling in his lower throat, near his chest. He wasn't aware of the feeling, or why it was there, was he ill?
"Mylla tried to back away, but Sir Saxon was persistent with his advances, and Mylla turned him down. In Sir Saxons anger, he killed her, only to fall by the dark wrath of Master Salazar, as he saw what became of his only daughter."
Harry didn't dare interrupt, this was sad and in a way beautiful, the way of Salazar's hate had come to be, the real reason, and it was important.
"Sir Godric was appalled with anger at Master Salazar's killings, none of the founders realizing that he had a hatchling. Master Salazar fought, calling the males impure by their selfish acts of murder, Sir Godric of course was confused on what he meant. Master Salazar found, the boy's mother was a muggle, and in his rage, he denied the access of muggle, fearing that their dirty blood and desires would destroy the school."
Adalonda closed her eyes, resuming the story without the cloudy film that was made from the buildup of sorrow.
"Master Salazar held Mylla, and used a stone, a stone from a strange man with two brothers. She was there again, but a spirit, unable to return to the living in a mortals body…"
Very slowly, Adalonda opened her eyes, looking down at the sad Lutain.
"Mylla was forged a new body by Master Salazar, combining the serpents tongue with her steeds love, she was born into a new species, with a single haunting call that sounds of her voice to the horned steeds…"
"She's a Thestral." Harry breathed, looking at Adalonda whose lips curled back, contemplating her next words.
"She was a gate, as the Thestrals were the steeds of the dead, but she brought them to the living, as death always had a use for them, she had a use for life."
OI!
(jumps away in shock and looks at reviewer known as 'The Flamer' In shock)
Hey! What did i say about using foul language on my stories!
(Crosses arms and glares)
Smart one you are, reviewing on a different one because you thought i abbandoned this one. If you read the AN on the last chapter, you would notice that i was on VACATION! I still am! I will NOT be bad mouthed because someone thinks that i abbandoned this story!
Even if i did, i would at least tell you, not just...leave it!
Well! Sor-rey if i can't go a week without somebody yelling at me!
Geeze, And you don't even have the guts to use your real profile name (tisks and looks away)
I expected more.