I Don't Own Harry Potter
"Expecto Patronum"
I smiled as I watched as a very familiar looking silvery fox shoot out of my wand and looked up at me with a tilt in it's head. I had finally managed the spell a week ago after leaving Hogwarts, and can I say it was about bloody time. The memory I was using wasn't happy enough apparently so I said fuck it and fuck you to the magic and used a bunch of happy memories instead of just one.
That's right I couldn't figure it out normally so I exploited the fact that I have a hard time to focus on just one thing and used that to think of multiple things at once. I have a feeling I wasn't suppose to be able to do that as I'm sure that most wizards are dumb enough to not think of just using more than one memory. Well whatever it doesn't matter much to me, I have my Patronus now and it was pretty bright for one, a side effect from a bunch of memories, so, good for me on exploiting magic.
I continued to look at the fox for another moment, mostly just from the pride of it to be honest, before nodding at it and with that they dispersed into a cloud of quickly disappearing mist. Shaking my head, enjoying the sudden lack, of quite literal, joy in the air. I whirled my wand in between my fingers out of habit of needing to do something, before sitting up straight and blinked as a voice rang into my ear.
"Kyu? Hello?" I finally got Blaise off my back and managed to work on my earbuds some more, the range exploded after a bunch and I mean a bunch, like days worth of messing around and four failures. But the range is about twelve times bigger than what it use to be. I'm saying this because the range is only about a mile in radius, a little less in actual fact. So why was I hearing Blaise in my ear at the moment?
"Yeah Blaise I'm hear" Letting my finger lift off of the earbud I wanted a moment when his voice returned.
"Oh good. Hey listen, Mother and I are coming over to pick you up so get your stuff ready. Mother is getting the Matron to agree to it right now so you only have a couple moments before we arrive" I listened to this and then noted that the information didn't work and after a moment decided that I was about to find out what this was about. Because I wasn't sure why they were here to be honest.
"Alright" The line went silent and with that I continued to think on it. I mean after all he did say that he would make sure that I could come over some time in the summer but he also said it would probably only be the last week or so because of the fact his Mother had taken interest in a new potential husband. I don't know why he's so skittish about it, it's not like I don't know about his mother's activities, then again theirs a strong possibility that he doesn't know that I know.
While I continued to wonder about why he thought that his 'sociopathic best friend' would care about such a thing, I walked over towards my trunk and opened it up before dumping a number of books into that I probably shouldn't have on me, or on this continent in general to be honest. Blood magic is a very big no go, it's one of the biggest staples of dark magic and banned in most magical communities expect in South America and parts of both Australia and Africa.
It's not like I haven't looked into before, Rituals are a type of Blood magic after all just with strong roots in grey magic, but the blood used as a connector to the recipient makes it fall into dark instead of grey. Classification as really weird, if it involves blood it's dark but intent can make it light even though the base of the magic is actually grey. It's fucking confusing and doesn't make much sense to me.
After all, here's a fun fact that three unforgivables, you know, the darkest spells out there? Two of them aren't even dark magic. The killing curse pushing the soul out of a being, killing them instantly, soul magic is grey. Imperio is a spell that takes over the mind, mind magic is grey. Crucio is a spell that inflicts pain, ok, that's dark. But the point is the reason why they're classified as dark is because of the fact that negative emotions power the spells, which is dark.
It's backwards and confusing and really it just confirms to me that intent is really all that matters when it comes to if something is light or dark, notice I didn't say grey. Grey magic can be light or dark magic but light and dark magic can't be grey. The most known of the Grey arts are Mind, Soul, Ritual(Technically), Potion, and Arithmancy. Those last two are probably a bit surprising, right? That's because grey magic is natural magic that isn't influenced by emotions.
None of those mentioned subjects of magic are effected if the user is angry or happy, in fact Oclumency a stable of mind magic is based on the limiting of emotions. Arithmancy is magical math, a subject that is all logic. Potions are all about the items used the brewer doesn't really matter. Same with Rituals, and souls are the the ultimate non-bias things out there. So on principle light and dark magic can't become grey magic through intent, unlike the other way around.
I have no idea if that made sense or not, but then again that was the whole point of my rant, it doesn't really make much sense in a normal, easy to understand way. But I couldn't exactly think on it much more as I had just put up the last book in my trunk and closed the latch when the door opened up. Looking over towards Astira and Blaise, I just gave a wave before tapping my trunk with my wand then lifted it up with one hand.
"So why are you two here so soon?" Astira just smiled before looking over at Blaise with a curious look on her face, clearly she was expecting this to still be a surprise, Blaise didn't give anything away as he just shrugged at her, I'm kind of proud, I'm sure my acting has rubbed off on him in this way and I really shouldn't be proud but I am. So I just said.
"I have a tracker on Blaise that activates when he's within three hundred feet of me. The only reason why you'd be here is if you were coming here to pick me up earlier. Which you still haven't explained yet I might add" She seemed to want to say something at that, and judging from Blaise's face, I think he might believe that I actually put a tracker on him, probably through the earbud I gave him. I totally should have done that now that I'm thinking about it, I wonder how hard it would be to get that earbud back from him.
"Interesting. Well we are here for a simple reason, I'm assuming you've heard the news of Sirius Black and his recent escape, correct?" I just nodded, after all I should have no way to know about that so the only logical thing to do is act like I expected it for years now, which I did but that's besides the point.
"Oh course, I don't see why you would feel the need to come and collect me though" She tilted her head at me like she was almost disappointed, oh, I wasn't aware that our little word spars had already started. Well fine, point to her.
"Well, with such a dangerous wizard out, I wouldn't put it past the man to go after a muggleborn to collect a wand. I feel the need to not take a chance in your safety. Blaise would be most upset if you died" Said teen in question seemed upset at that more than he would be upset at my own death if his look of annoyance was to be believed.
"That would be his own folly now wouldn't it. Like I would be sad enough to be taken down by a half insane wandless walking skeleton" Astira hummed at that before nodding like she agreed with my own assessment of my awesomeness, but I could feel the sarcastic amusement in her hum and so wasn't as pleased as I would have been if she was actually acknowledged my clear greatness.
"True I'm sure, but being cautious still wouldn't go amiss now wouldn't it?" I nodded at her words like it was obvious before holding up my packed case and said in a dubious toned voice.
"Of course, I never said I disagreed now did I, in fact I had expected this to a degree, though you surprised me in coming so much sooner than expected. I didn't think you would be so protective of me...for Blaise's sake of course" She looked at me for a moment before grinning and hummed once more before holding out her arm for me to take for a side along apparition. I frowned before sighing as I moved my trunk closer to my side and then grabbed onto her arm with strong hesitation as Blaise did the same without any folly on his part.
I placed my trunk to the foot of my bed, yeah my, apparently the manor has enough guest bedrooms that Astira figured she might as well give this one to me. So now I have something of my own in this house, it feels just a bit more like home, and to be honest it was nice. Still, after a moment, my thoughts were interrupted as Blaise walked in and knocked on the door to my room and said.
"You know, I think she might have planned on adopting you if it wasn't for the fact that I think she still wants us to get together for some ungodly reason" Looking over at him from that bit of information, I noted that he seemed to have become more comfortable with the teasing, probably out of need to survive from his mother's words. It was amusing to be honest, though it gives me less to mess with him with, though I don't make any of those jokes unless I'm supported by Astira in making Blaise blush.
"Well I would be her son either way I guess, though of course you'd be taking my last name...Can two people of the same gender get married in the wizarding world?" I never actually thought about it, frankly I didn't care to be honest. I'm not much of a person that puts stock in a relationship like that, mostly out of past experience bittering me to it all.
"Ah, I don't actually know, it doesn't really come up and I can't think of any off the top of my head...Wait why would I take your name?" Interesting, well it doesn't really effect me all that much so it doesn't matter to me but it would be nice to know.
"Why wouldn't you?" I didn't actually have a reason for saying that, mostly I just wanted to watch him getting annoyed at me, but instead of acting like I wanted him to, he argued with me on it, this wasn't as much fun. I knew it funniness of it would have worn off after me got use to it but a little longer wouldn't have been unwanted.
"That's not an actual reason Kyu" I just shrugged before opening up my trunk and sorted around in it, after a second I found what I was looking for and pulled out a small book and handed it to him. Blaise just looked down at the cover and then shot his eyes up at me with a look of shock on his face.
"Happy early birthday" Now he was looking at me with annoyance. Good he knows that I don't like that he refuted my great logic of 'Why not'.
"You gave me a book on advance ancient Asian potion manufacturing a month before my birthday, which would have been the day we get back to Hogwarts, just annoy me didn't you? Because all I can do is read this cause I don't have access to my lab. Your a prick you know that" He didn't really seem all that angry no matter what his words might have sounded like, after all he had already started to read the first page.
"Should I question where you got this?" He had said it without looking up which I'll take as a good sign. As for his question though, I thought about it, remembered that the event in which I had obtained said book involved Knockturn Alley, a Vampire, two black-market salesmen, and a duel that brought half a dozen aurors down on my head, with that in mind I just shrugged before saying.
"Probably not" He hummed at that before turning and walking out of my room, well then, that's one interesting new tidbit of information. Usually when I say that he gives me some kind of look or demands on answer of some kind at least. Well I'm just going to enjoy this while I can then.
"So your the brat that Astira invited over" Looking up at the man in front of me, I noted that he looked angry at life and it was interesting. So this is her next, soon to be, husband, and probably soon to be dead husband as well.
"Yeah that's me, who are you" He's eyebrow twitched, huh, it would seem that he much be quite rich otherwise I'm sure Astira wouldn't bother with a man that hates kids, after all she seems to really care for her son.
"None of your business, now move out of my way boy" I tilted my head just the smallest bit and kept from glaring at the man. Something about his tone just really annoyed me more than I thought possible, but I still kept my face blank and moved off to the side as he walked on by. Watching as he continued down the hall, I waited a moment before turning back around where Astira was currently climbing the stairs up onto the landing I was on.
"I see you met Palmer. I hope you don't think he was too rude" I glanced back down the hall where he walked down before looking back and said.
"I hope you're done with him before next summer starts, if you could maybe before this one ends" Her eyes narrowed at me, the first time I had seen any indication of any negative emotion pointed in my direction by her. Turning to look at her head on, I tilted my head at her keeping my blank mask in check and after a second she said.
"You've heard about the rumors then it would seem" I nodded, it would be pointless to lie in this situation, she seemed to look at me for a long moment before asking a question.
"And you don't care?" This time I tilted my head to the right and looked at her for a second with a very faint look of confusion on my face before asking a question myself.
"Why should I?" She held her face neutral while looking at me but I could see hints of something in her face that tipped me off that she was worried a small bit about me. Probably she thinks that I should have some kind of other reaction to my knowledge of her being a serial killer.
"Most would, I don't know many that are comfortable being around a killer" It would be a bit incorrect to say that I was comfortable around her, I'm not comfortable around most people. But that doesn't change the fact that it would also be ironic for me to be bothered by a murderer.
"I've been told that I'm not most people. In fact I don't know many that are comfortable around me either to be honest" She hummed at that, seemingly lost in thought.
"And why is that? You've never exactly seemed all that intimating to me" I shrugged at that, like I didn't exactly know why myself but that's when a knew voice entered the conversation.
"It's because he's a sociopath mother" I gave a side glance over towards Blaise while Astira gave me a new look that showed she was studying me, so I just smiled and then dropped into my full blank mask. She blinked at the sudden shift before letting out a small laugh and said.
"Damn you are good, I never noticed, though that does explain some of the complaints my son gave me about you" I dropped the blank mask which seemed to be messing with Blaise as he was looking at me all unsettled like. I raised an eyebrow at that before looking back at Astira and said.
"And you don't care?" I said it in a very similar toned voice that Astira had used when she had asked that question, which she noticed quickly and just laughed at that. This is a really weird way to get the air cleared between me and her about 'who' we are. Of course in her case she is actually a probably slightly crazy serial killer and I on the other hand am not actually a sociopath.
It was close to the start of the next school year and I can say that I've spent most of it reading a lot, like a lot, but that isn't exactly anything new to be honest. Most of it was from that blood magic book and most of it was mildly disturbing. There is a pretty good reason why this stuff is highly illegal, most of this stuff was just blood curses that tortured a person in a bunch of fun and horrifying ways.
Some was of interest to me though, past all the torture methods there was a few bits of blood magic that worked in sync with runic magic. Which means blood wards are available to me now with a bit, well, a lot of practice on my part. I haven't even started with any type of runic arrays yet so it'll take a while but I've read about a lot of it so that's something.
I know most of the runes themselves but I haven't drawn many out expect in practice format. And even there it's a bit shaky as I haven't actually drawn anything out in a few years but artist instinct has hasn't failed me yet in that regard so it shouldn't be hard to draw the symbols out. I'll have to wait a bit until Hogwarts to really try any of it out. As I'm sure Blaise would be annoyed at me if I blow up a room here in his house if or when I mess something up.
So while I'm not going to be doing much blood magic myself, it certainly helps that in the book it contains a massive amount of information on recognizing the signs and product of most of the common blood curses out there, it's practical knowledge to have. I would have preferred to have this book a lot sooner but damn if these books weren't rare as fuck to find. Being outlawed for a couple centuries would do that to a magical art.
"Kyu, come one mate, we need to get to Diagon. We only have about a week left to get our supplies, well mine at least" Looking over towards Blaise, I noted that he was looking put out over the fact that I have yet to actually buy any school supplies, and I still hold to reason that why should I by stuff that I can get for free, just the cheap ass nature of mine shining through even when other people are paying for it.
"I still don't understand why you don't take up my offer of getting everything we need without having to pay for it" He huffed at that like I had insulted him.
"Because unlike you, I don't like my things being second, or third, or hell fourth handed. I get you were brought up poor but you have coin now, I don't understand why you don't at least buy some proper robes" I rolled my eyes at that while explaining for the fifth time.
"Because unlike you, I don't mind my things being second, or third, or even fourth handed to me" It's one of those points we just don't agree on, I think it's a point of pride for him actually which doesn't make much sense to me, but if I can afford not to, I don't see a reason to pay for something laying around.
"Whatever, come on, lets get going before it gets dark" With that I nodded and we headed towards the fire-pit in the middle of the living room of the manor while Blaise pulled out a pinch of Floo powder and let the dust fall into my hand before getting one for himself.
"Well I'm glad you all had such interesting summers" I was currently sitting in a train compartment with my Brokers and Blaise and at the moment each of them were explaining what there summers had been like, it was interesting to hear some of them like how Daphne and Theo's family took a joint trip to Spain for half a month, and Tracey apparently spent some time in Rome this time.
"Well what about you're Summer Kyu, I know you're with muggles and all but you had to do something interesting" Theo was the one that had said it, and just like that all eyes were back onto me. My thoughts were currently thinking about a few memorable and mentally scarring moments that I went through during my trips to Knockturn. None of them I felt were things that I didn't even particularly want to remember least of all recount for an audience.
"Nothing all that interesting, I read a lot and did some basic enchanting practice. Which reminds me, Theo, what did you think about that book I got you" A simple boring bit of information and a hook for a more interesting story to be told instead, Theo took it just like I had planned and went on a tangent about it, talking about how he was finding it really interesting to mess with, though he hasn't managed to make anything yet.
From there everyone just talked or played a few card games while we waited for the train to get to the station but as the sun was passing us by and heading for night, I was just getting even more and more paranoid, until the train started to slow down to a full stop. Standing up, I gathered the one's by me attention and said.
"Somethings wrong, we're still about half an hour out" And then the lights began to flicker a bit when a cloaked figured started to go by our door, when it stopped, I was feeling the air itself seem to go stale as suddenly flashes of what could only be memories played in front of my eyes. I had ripped my wand out of my robes when the door slide open to reveal the cloaked figure, and I had the spell incantation on the tip of my tongue, already spilling out when suddenly I was no longer in the train compartment.
I hazy looked around, my mind suddenly filled with only terror, as I looked around an alleyway that haunted my nightmares before slowly looking down at my chest where a knife was plunged into one of my lungs. I felt shuddering pain fill me as I took in a shaky breath as I raised my right up to my chest to try and grabbed the item, my mind to filled with fear and pain to remember that pulling it out would only make me die faster, and that's when I caught sight of what was in my right hand. A stick.
No a wand. My wand. And that's when the pain cleared just enough to remember myself, and in that short eclipse of clarity I became pissed. I could feel a hate building in my chest as I ignored my entire body's scream of agony as I stood up and pointed my wand at the wall across from me and did my best to think of anything else, and memory compared to this one could only be happy and with that I snarled out.
"Expecto Patronum!"
And with that the alleyway vanished to be replaced by a train compartment.
The ending is one of the worst memory I've ever experience in my life, I near died from being stabbed and beaten to a pulp to put it simply. Anyway, besides the depressing stuff, the classification of magic that I decided to go with doesn't make much sense but that was the main point of it, it does have logical reasons behind it but because it involves intent which can make any spell dark or light the classification of it all seems a bit not needed if it only works as a kind of guide line for it all. See ya.
