Welcome to my first story called The Last of the Druids.
The idea for this story has been playing a lot on my mind lately. So I thought I would give it a shot. I know for myself I am absolutely an awful writer and that is exactly the reason I am doing this right now.
I will introduce myself first. I am known as Viking Raider and I live in the Netherlands. I am not a native Englishman so my ability to write a good story is non-existent. So please bear with me and point out any mistakes I make so I can improve myself. I gladly welcome all reviews as long as they are constructive.
Prologue Part 1
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Thump!
Thump!
THUMP!
The sound of heavy footsteps came closer. And yet he couldn't move. It was as if he was stuck in place and not being able to even lift a finger. It was very dark and he couldn't see anything.
The sound of something slowly scraping against the ground added to the sound of the footsteps. It was as if someone or something dragged something across the floor behind him. It was still coming closer and he now struggled very hard to try to escape.
Thunder struck and with a giant clap it reached the earth. His ears began ringing from the clap. But the lighting gave just enough light to make out his surroundings. He was on some sort of altar or table and giant pillars were all around him. On the pillars all sort of strange symbols and lines began glowing as that thing came closer.
Thunder struck again but this time it was in the far distance. It only illuminated the outline of whatever was coming closer. It was very tall, at least 10 feet.*
Some torches lit up around him with green fire. It gave enough light to see that the thing was at least something akin to a human since it had arms and legs. He couldn't make out if it was a man or woman but since the stick was glittering in the light dangerously it had probably a blade attached to reflect the light, it probably was a scythe.
Rain began to pour out of the sky but he didn't get wet. It was almost if he was protected by some sort of bubble.
Dark red eyes peered intensely at him from under the hood. As if it was measuring his very existence. The figure held his scythe high above his head as if waiting to strike down.
"So you are the Chosen One." muttered the tall figure. Then the figure slashed his scythe downward. The boy never saw it coming; only when the blade had already impaled him he felt it. The figure vanished without another glance at the boy.
*10 feet = 3 metres
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With a loud gasp the boy woke up from his nightmare. He was getting more and more of those sort of nightmares. Most of the time it was about his childhood but this time it was different. He couldn't remember most of it, only the red eyes and the blade that had impaled him.
With a slight frown and thinking about the nightmare he stepped out of his bed and began getting dressed. He looked through his small room and saw that the other bed was already empty. She was already up, just as most times. When he was nearly finished his door opened and an elderly man with wrinkles stepped through.
"Harry, wake up! We need to leave in half an hour!" said the man.
"I am already up. Where is Loraine?" Harry, the now identified boy asked. He was just a normal kid, not small and not overly large or bulky. A small lightning-bolt shaped scar was on his forehead. You couldn't see most of it anymore, only if you looked at it closely or if he was in an emotional state. If he was emotional his magic would react, making his eyes glow a light green and his scar would turn angry red. Of course he knew by whom and when he got the scar. They didn't hold much information back.
"Loraine left half an hour ago. She went to visit her sister in Trient for a few days, remember?" answered the elderly man.
Trient was a small village in the Alps. It had barely 150 citizens and was not that far from their village. Their village and his village were nothing alike. His village was hidden behind hundreds of wards from muggles and magicals alike. It lay in a small valley between high mountains. His village, if you could call it a village, had only 16 citizens and all knew each other well.
Loraine was a beautiful girl with blonde hair. It was not white blonde but more along the lines of blonde-brown. It had a slight curl in it and it stopped half-way at her back. She was just shorter than him at 5"8 foot tall and had an hourglass figure.
She was not one of the druids like him but he had met her in the village after the elders decided that he had to interact with others around his age. He was the youngest of his village and the next one was twenty years older than him. They didn't want him to be shy so they forced him to attend morning classes in that village.
He had met her there and they quickly became friends. He had met her sister only a few times and they looked a lot like each other. Only her sister was three years younger. It was very hard to hide he could do magic from her. When they found out that she was a muggleborn it was a great surprise. Not long after that the accident happened.
They never spoke about the accident but after the accident he had asked the elders if they could take her in. They accepted on the condition she swore secrecy oaths on her life and magic. As he had sworn them too that was no problem. The only problem was that she didn't phrase it right. Her magic trying to bond herself to Harry in an secrecy oath reacted badly when she phrased it wrong. With the bond already half formed it it couldn't just dissipate. Her magic itself finished the bond with Harry, only it didn't have the right effect. When her magic itself finished the bond it bonded her fully to Harry. Her magic had effectively given Harry the ownership over herself. She was the property of Harry. The druids knew of the full extent of the bond but they didn't tell them. So at the age of 15 she had given everything to a 14 year old, great.
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After he was dressed he quickly grabbed something to eat and then went to search for his teacher. As he was just 13 he was an apprentice. He couldn't participate in any rituals and could still not do very impressive magic. His teacher was specialised in healing and as such he too knew a fair bit about healing magic. He also knew some advanced healing potion and knew of most herbs and ingredients for them.
He could just as any other do the normal charms or transfiguration since his magical core was still not matured enough but when he was 14 he could do some rituals to speed that process up, but he still had to wait another month and half.
He didn't need to search for long because he already knew where his master would be. He was as always in his free time in his garden. All sorts of rare magical plants grew there and if you didn't know what you were doing there you would be dead before you had taken three steps. Some plants would try to bite you and tear you apart. Others would spit acid or thorns at anything close to it.
"Master Ludwin, our portkey will leave in a few minutes" Harry said.
As always he was answered with a heavy sigh and "What did I tell you about that master? You may just call me Ludwin."
And same as always Harry replied: "You are a master at art of healing so I just pay the respect you deserve."
A shadow passed over Ludwin's face and he looked at the ring adorning his left hand. It was a small golden ring, but there were very intricate inscriptions in it and a relatively big stone of resin with little black dots in it. The resin was very polished and almost looked like it had a golden glow. It probably had some magical properties that Harry didn't know of. A second later Ludwin's face lit up again.
"I am never going to convince you otherwise?" asked Ludwin with a small chuckle.
With a grin Harry answered "Never and we need to leave now or we miss the portkey."
They quickly left only to grab an old worn shoe and leave a minute later with a loud Whoosh!
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Seconds later they appeared in some sort of hall. Other people arrived and left at a very quick pace. The hall was very big and decorations were everywhere. As if trying to show off at how much money they had. They slowly walked to a small tanned man with a turban on his head.
He began asking all sorts of questions in a strange language. Probably asking who they were and what they were doing here and if they had any forbidden items. Ludwin just showed some money to the man, a creepy smile lit up on the man's face. He immediately stopped talking and looked quickly around him to see if anyone was looking at them.
When no one was looking he quickly grabbed the money, gave a hasty bow and said in very broken English: "Pleasure doing business. Welcome to Egypt! ". He ushered them past him and he didn't even look back at them. He was just another corrupt ministry official.
When Ludwin and Harry came outside it was very hot. Shops were everywhere; this was the major shopping district around here. The sun was burning and everyone searched for shadow or some sort of coolness, not used to the blistering heat.
Harry became very excited when they passed some ancient monument. He wanted to visit Egypt since he laid his eyes on an advertisement in his childhood. But when the Dursley's were planning to go there they left him with some bat-shit crazy old woman with loads of cats. It was better than living with the Dursley's but he still wanted to visit Egypt. But he was a freak and freaks were not allowed to go on a vacation. With a frown he pushed the memory of them out of his mind.
A few days later...
They had visited some pyramids and other ancient places and everything was wonderful. They bought some tomes about curses and hexes they used thousands of years ago. It also described the culture of Egypt.
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Ludwin had received a message that he was needed, so they had to go back to their village. They would go back the next morning.
Someone had contacted them that they needed their help. It was something about a girl that couldn't contain her power or ability and it lashed out at everyone and everything that came near. Greatly hurting herself and those around her.
He could guess at what her power was. Ludwin told him something long ago. He had a beast inside him, he was part creature. He just found a way to suppress that beast. But there were just two big drawbacks to that. If one were to suppress their creature side they would effectively suppress a part of themselves. That would mean that it is very taxing on the body and that they probably wouldn't live that long.
Also most emotions go through their creature, so if one seals that part of themselves off completely, they would find out that their ability to feel emotions such as anger, love and arousal were greatly diminished or even completely gone. It was the only way to live without the beast. The only way the beast could break through that enchantment was if the other side was in such emotional distress that they would rather die than live.
There were others who could deal with someone who couldn't control their power. But if they needed Ludwin then that power influenced emotions. So she probably is a siren or succubus that was not yet matured enough when het power was unleashed. Her power could only hurt him physically which when one was careful enough unlikely.
He probably would just bind her power and when she came through magical puberty it would wear off. When one came through magical puberty their control on their magic was greatly increased and most times they could control it by then.
That they received a message was very rare since their group were the only druids left. When Mordred who was a druid attacked Merlin, the so called greatest wizard ever, everyone believed that the druids had gone evil and dark. That is not the truth.
The druids believed in balance and did everything to maintain the balance. They would give their very life to uphold it. They also believed in the saying: 'An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.' So when Merlin took something Mordred held dear Mordred took that saying to heart and waged war against him.
Since they were the only druids left everyone believed that they had gone extinct. It nearly happened but they survived. Only a very few selected people knew of their existence and even then they were under secrecy oaths. So a message was very rare.
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The next morning they took a portkey back to France, after bribing the same ministry official. Someone could travel inside a country anywhere to where they wanted but if someone wanted to take an international portkey they could only go and arrive from a ministry approved place. Most time auroras or their equivalent where always around those places.
Ludwin told me to pick up Loraine while he went to the girl. Since we were a few days earlier back in France and she probably had nothing to do anyway since both her aunt and uncle had to work. Her sister did go to those morning classes and since she didn't go anymore she would have to wait till the evening. It was just in the morning. She was always very impatient so she would be bored already. And she couldn't practice her magic as she was in a muggle city.
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Tell me if you like it! As I said my writing skills are horrible so point out anything I could improve on. Coming year I probably have to write loads of things in English so I would like to improve it.
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Viking Raider