I Don't Own Harry Potter
I'm not sure how I ended up here but that doesn't change the fact that I was currently outside the castle at the moment in the middle of the night. As it happens I had no reason for this to be honest, I decided to look around the castle in fox form to both see if I could find an easy way out and find the most probable way that Siruis would get in, I'll be honest, this is one of the books I have don't remember that much of. I read it I think three times total, which is a lot but not exactly recently did the last read take place.
So I don't exactly have a crystal clear knowledge on what was going to be happening, it's like the troll in first year, I've read the book enough times to know the plot but that doesn't change the fact that I haven't read it in a long time now. After all this is my third blood year here now, and while it is sad that's just how memory is. Note to self, look into the brewing recipe for some kind of recall potion. Those are easily N.E.W.T. level if not even harder but it would be good to not forget something as important as my foreknowledge.
Well either way I should probably get back to the castle, it would be unfortunate to get caught by Hagrid, he'd either try to hunt me as a fox, as he seems to have held a grudge against 'my kind' when all the roosters went and disappeared last year expect for one, the ungrateful bastard of a rooster still seems to give me smug looks every time I go down to Hagrid's hut for a Care lesson.
I swear the fox in me is bloody conflicted with that rooster. On one hand, prey that acts like a smug fuck really annoys me, on the other hand it did kill a basilisk for me, like I said I have conflicted thoughts on it. Still those thoughts aren't exactly a good thing to focus on as I trotted on back towards the castle, fox mentality is weird, my thought progressing it the same but somethings are different.
It's like my values have changed slightly, I'm a thinker but my mind turns more quickly to something like hunting, which really is quite interesting as I've never been much of a hunter, at least not in the same sense as a fox. Also does anyone know how weird it is to go from liking my food well done to almost raw? It balances out when I'm human so that either is good but that doesn't quite work with some of my experiments as an animal, it's because this form isn't use to cooked food compared to raw.
I'm glad the human body hasn't gotten rid of the appendix yet, I think that's what processes raw and tough food that isn't common as food source, like bark. Well I was never all that good at biology, and most magic that involves the body is usually just blood, well the human body at least. Well random thoughts for a bit later than I guess, because I was coming up to a wall that had a couple ledges on it that I could scale.
Fun fact, parkour stills are retained even when one suddenly is four and a half feet shorter and on four legs. I'm not much a free runner to be fair, but I have had a lot of hobbies, and as such spent a good month practicing free running in an abandoned town with a couple friends before deciding I didn't like how many blisters I was getting because of it as it made typing and drawing quite the pain in the ass.
But I learn muscle memory really easily so some of it is still kicking around in my head, though it translates weirdly because I was use to being taller when I did that stuff so I'm use to having a longer reach, and not being a kid, or a fox. Still, I'm making it work as I climbed up and then hopped into a open window, trotting along down the open corridor, I continued on my way towards the dungeons to get to my common room.
"Ready Kyu?" I just nodded as I held a hand out and grasped the chain of the time tuner, there was no reason for m e to put my own head through there so I didn't. Hermione just thought I was being annoying but she can go jump if she thinks I'm one for any level of any level of unwanted contact, hell I'm not even one for wanted contact, though that one isn't my fault.
"Of course, we should hurry or some how we might still be late" She snorted at that before putting a hand over her mouth. I'm slowly getting on her good side, it's taken a while but I'm getting there. Still with that the world seemed to slow before spinning backwards, and with that the two of us went to our classes, mine being Runes, and her's being Artithmancy.
I had just come from that class so she might be a bit confused for a minute but whatever, so with that I walked into the class and noted that of course Hermione was already there because time travel. Walking into the class I dropped down next to no one and waited, after a couple minutes Blaise walked in and looked over at me with a roll of the eyes before sitting down next to me and then was quickly joined by Theo and Daphne.
"I know you've been looking into pathways but really? Is it truly necessary to just vanish on us at random moments?" I rolled my eyes at that as I traced my eyes around the room and noted that the walls had runes imprinted on them, they wren't here last lesson, we're doing something different today it would seem.
"You act like this is a new thing, I've disappeared for days at a time before, a couple moments shouldn't be enough to annoy you" Blaise huffed at that, as he seems to consider himself the resident expert on me, he seems to want to be the expert on having patience for my strangeness. Which means I can exploit that in to making him think that this is completely normal for me. Which gives me a nice cover for my time traveling shenanigans.
"Still, it's a bit rude to do so" He was huffing again, I think he's beginning to get annoyed at my many adventures that he isn't along with but it would be idiotic to bring a thirteen year old on most of my outings. A memory of a certainly basilisk sprung to mind at that, and a troll as well, and a few other things. Nope simply put it was smarter to simply not bring him on the dangerous stuff.
"You so act like you think I would care" This time he snorted out a small laugh at that, good it would be annoying if he was angry at me, it always leads him to not remind me that sleep is something that mortals need. I don't like being mortal, sleep is annoying. I wonder if there's a ritual or a rune array that can be used to remove the need to sleep from someone.
Probably not, I know of some but the backlashes are horrible on the body, going to long without sleep then allowing ones body to be unconscious, well it can put one into a coma that would last years. And if you don't go back to sleep ever then at some point the thing you were using would destabilize and, well, the end results are messy to say the least of the gory mess it leaves behind. So best thing to do is make sure Blaise isn't mad at me, it's probably the only reason why I haven't gone mental, well anymore mental than I normally am. My thoughts were stopped as the professor walked in and with that class was starting.
I yawned as I scribbled down a large runic symbol inside a even larger circle, I was currently writing all this in my ritual room that was in the Room of Requirement. Standing up from the ground I walked out of the circle towards a small desk I had transfigured earlier. Reading the incantation, well it's a rune, so 'chant' for a moment, I turned back and put my right foot on the chalk line that made the circle before humming and spoke out.
"Infernos"
The chalk line sparked and I had to jump back as a ring of flame spread out from the chalk as the symbol in the middle glowed a bright orange before shifting into a red hue and suddenly a tornado of flame sprung up and grew, and then grew even more and before I could make sense of it, the tornado of flame smashed into the fire ring that was acting as a barrier. And the ring dispersed against the much stronger force.
I felt my my eyes widen as I turned on a dime and sprinted as fast as I could for the door. Smashing out of it, I spun and slammed it close before pressing my weight against it as I felt the force buckle into me as I gritted my teeth as the metal doorknob heated until it was searing into my back. I bit my tongue and waited the fire out before moving out of the way and did my best to not scream in pain as I turned and pushed the door open to reveal a room of soot and ash.
Ok, note to self, make the barrier stronger than the bare minimum when increasing the size and power of basic runes, because they seem to increase exponentially with the increase of size. I wonder what would happen if I use some of my ritual protection circles entwined with the rune. Would it just explode from conflicting magics, or would it contain the runes power?
Of course I need to figure out how to get that level of power from normal sized runes as I can't lug around something that takes up a slab of stone that takes up a twenty foot radius of space, it would be quite the headache. I know that stuff like a shrinking charm can't be used on it without destroying the magic in it from the before mentioned conflicting magic types.
But I know a few rituals that can be used to protect magic from out side influences, it is often used to make wards without the need of runes, it's very old magic, like beyond ancient, and as such I kind of re-invited it before I found book that barely had a seem on it anymore, the pages practically crumbled into dust at my touch, some actually did, it was quite annoying during my whole rediscovering of a lost magical art.
It'll take some time to figure it out, months at least, maybe a full year of research is what it's going to take I'm sure to figure this out. Combining these types of magic is normally impossible for runes, rituals, and charms all of which I'm planning on combining into one thing, and probably will be adding enchanting into the mix as well. If I'm right about this, I believe I might be rediscovering another lost art of magic. Artifact creation.
Such magic was lost before the A.D. years even started. The Death hallows I believe are the most famous of these magical items. It would make more sense than the being Death coming down and giving three brothers some gifts at the very least. Of course I could be wrong and even if I"m right, the basics alone is going to take probably a year, to actually start on item creation, with all the other projects I have just right now alone. This could take five to six years.
I'm thinking way to far a head at the moment, right now groundbreaking research of a lost magic isn't the most important thing to focus on. If I wasn't a master of facial control and an expert on body language, I'm sure I would have pouted at the unfairness of it all. Fucking Voldemort, I swear, I have so many other things I would love to spend my time looking into and studying, but instead I have to deal with an egomaniac bent on world destruction.
So with that in mind I, with great annoyance, walked out of my experimentation room as I have just now decided to rename it from the ritual room and thought about something else. With that I walked into the Come and Go room and looked around before setting out to finally go find that godforsaken diadem. I swear this room, out of all the rooms this place can turn into, has it out for me in particular.
Fucking finally, I glared down at the diadem in front of me and clutched the fang in my hand with a large grin pulling on my face. I could control my expression if I wanted to but right now no one was around and I was in a really really good mood at the moment. With that I raised the fang over my head, before stopping. This wasn't a dairy, not this was something much more, an item that is said to boost intelligence. I might need it.
I'm doing the best I can but really is that enough? I'm not smart enough for this, I never was, but with an item like this I could be. I felt my raised hand fall as I walked towards the item as the gem pressed into the metal itself seemed to gleam at me, calling me in with the allure of knowledge, the ultimate form of power. I bent down and had picked it up before I knew it and was staring into the gem with something akin to wonderment.
I was beginning to bring it up to drop on my head when a small hiss became audible to me, it quickly became words, words promising power and knowledge to be gained from such a simply action, but that was the horcrux's fatal mistake, because I heard the hissing and I was a Parselmouth. In that second everything came rushing back and I dropped the diadem like ti burned my hands itself just from the contact.
After a moment I felt the need to smack myself. I wasn't smart enough? Fuck that, I'm the smartest damn person in this fucking school! I am the only one smart enough to able to do these plans and carry about these actions and I though for a second that I wasn't enough, well fuck that and fuck this! And with that I grabbed the fang and slammed it into the diadem and watched with rageful glee as it sparked before seemingly melting under the venom's force.
I glared at the metaled mess before flicking some of the remains off the tooth in my hand and then spat at the remains of the horcrux. My luck fucking sucks, the only reason why it had enough strength to try and influence me was because of how many trips it took here to find the things and each time I was annoyed for not finding it. And all those negative emotions were stored into the diadem to try and protect itself for when I did find it.
That's so dumb, so of course that's what would happen to me. Sighing to myself, I spun the fang in between my fingers for a moment before looking over at a stone held out my left hand at it, in a second it was in my palm and instead of a stone it was a thick cloth. Wrapping it around the fang, I stuffed them into the inside of my robes before making my way out of the room.
"So are you excited to go to Hogsmeade?" It was Halloween and I was currently consulting my ledger of favors, it would better to call it a series of ledgers to be honest, and was looking into all the upper years that I knew would be going. Looking up at Blaise who had asked the question, with a note of sarcasm I might add, I answered simply with.
"It will probably be fun, I'm assuming you've had you're own heating potion as well... Would you mind checking how much is in our account? I haven't looked into it for a while" He blinked at my strange request before walking over to my dresser and pulled out a parchment I had enchanted a while back during the summer to auto balance the basic accounting information, you know, liabilities, assets, and owners equity.
"You got a couple hundred gallons for a rough estimate adding it all together...Where do you even store all that?" I pointed over my shoulder at my bed as I pulled out a list of all the things that were the most requested items that I couldn't summon from the room of requirement while telling him.
"The right side of the mattress is hallow, the password is Password" He stumbled backwards, I couldn't tell if it was my sudden use of Parseltongue or his shock at the mattress splitting down the middle with the right side disappearing to reveal a massive amount of money. Either way he was looking at me in shock, I just returned the look with a roll of the eyes as I said.
"I only need half of that surface space and who would think I would put my coin in my bed mattress? Plus it's not like anyone can get in there with my password and there are only two people that could open it and neither are in need of money at the moment so I figured it's safe enough" He just sighed before looking at the coins again before saying out loud.
"I really keep forgetting that you don't make sense, anyway, how much do I need to grab?" It's good that he takes these things in stride otherwise I'm sure our conversations would drag out much longer.
"I'd say about, maybe, sixty gallons, that should be enough to build a stock pile of the needed items, get the Brokers to call on some of the higher years that owe the most favors to us, all they have to do is buy the items with our money and bring them back here, hardly any risk. Tell them if they want, if they continue doing this for me they'll get a gallon a trip. Oh, and make sure to remind the brokers to count how much money everyone gets and what they bring back, I would hate for someone to think they can cheat me"
He nodded as he grabbed one of the coin purses I had off to the side of the coins and started to fill three each with twenty coins so the Brokers could then dispense out to even more, this is practically a pyramid scheme. As he was doing that I walked over to the accounting parchment and watched as a minus sixty appeared next to the total remaining funds, so with that I picked up a quill and wrote down next to it 'Hogsmeade: Expenses'
"Well then, now to find the Brokers and let us get to Hogsmeade, I hear it has a nice drink there" Blaise instantly seemed to know what I was talking about as he seemed to get a kick in his step as he walked out the door, I just grinned slightly as I watched him go before following after him.
Butterbeer is nice, it isn't actually like real beer because of a lack of alcohol but then again I've never been much of a drinker anyway so it's not like that's a big deal for me. Besides that I tried a number of candies and I think Blaise was a bit uncomfortable with the fact that I like blood pops, the things were made for vampires and wasn't actually blood but the taste is something that I think my fox side really likes it.
It's a decent way to curb the hunting instinct that sometimes seems to sweep out from one form to another. It's a small bit annoying every now and again but it also helps to sharpen my instinct because a small part of me is at all times ready to throw the fuck down, which I don't really mind to be honest. Anyway, back to my point, Blaise was looking at me weird, I think it might be because of the sucker was still in my mouth and it might make me seem not terrifying which is probably weird for him. Still I just raised an eyebrow at him, to which he responded with.
"You are the most dangerous person I know and as such when you smile it's usually a sign that I should take cover. So when your smiling because of the taste of fucking blood, well sorry if I'm a little worried that you might be about to, I don't know, murder a shop owner" My questioning raised eyebrow turned into an offended raised eyebrow as I took the candy out of my mouth and said.
"I don't kill with reckless abandon, I'm not a psychopath" He seemed to want to make a sociopath comment, because of the fact that I didn't say I wouldn't kill just not with 'reckless abandon' but I just gave him a look to which he just rolled his eyes at. I swear he brings that up to much, there is more to me than the fact that I 'don't' have emotions. Whatever, so with that I popped the blood tasting sweet into my mouth and continued on looking around the area.
"So what else is there to see here?" Blaise shrugged as he looked around at the buildings and stores nearby us as I pulled the stick that no longer had any remaining candy on it and tossed it over my shoulder, not caring about something as small as littering.
"Well there's Honeydukes, I know you probably won't want any, with your messed up since of taste, but I'd like to get something from there, then we can go back to the Hogs Head and get another drink to go. It's getting a bit dark so it'd be good for us to head back soon. I nodded as I wondered if Siruis had attacked the Fat Lady yet, I thought about catching him now but I've been a bit busy and I didn't have all the pieces in place just yet so there would be no point in getting him yet.
My thoughts were interrupted as Blaise grabbed the front of my robes and dragged me towards Honeydukes before I could speak out that maybe it would be a better idea if I head to the Hogs Head while he did that, clearly he knew what I was going to do, still I just looked down at the hand that was still in my comfort zone but not touching me, I swear. I really wish he never figured out that small loophole and that I didn't stop him when I had the chance to convince him that I also hated that as well.
