Wolf, Witch and Forks
AN: This was exciting to write. Some new stuff to use and give Paul's background some depth and introduce his side of the family. We have seen Renee, Dursleys and even Charlie in the last chapter whereas Paul's father and mother have only been mentioned by name.
I have already made Charlie aware of the supernatural and his role is going to be key in this story. While Cullen's are not going to be in the story as major characters till much later, they would be mentioned indirectly.
I hope you all enjoy the changes I have made. This chapter is majorly set in Forks and La Push but the ending is in Hogwarts. In a few chapters, we would reach the end of the first year and summer will start.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight
Chapter 12: Origins of a Wolf
Paul
2nd Jan 1992, 9:00 PM, Unknown Location, La Push Forests
"He ripped my brothers apart! His pup would suffer the same fate!"
Paul listened carefully with closed eyes; his hands and legs tied tightly with a rope with his mouth gagged with a rag.
His kidnapper had not realised that he was awake for a while now. The man had been occupied in talking to himself, frequently bursting in deranged laughter or anguished cries. Paul could not make head or tail of what the gibberish his kidnapper was spouting with a thick unplaceable foreign accent.
"Last of the legendary silver wolves… my Masters would be so pleased"
Then to Paul's relief, the man had fallen silent for the first time. 'Maybe he left to get something he assumed before slowly opening his eyes, only to be left petrified in horror by a pair of dark red jaundiced orbs extremely close to his face.
He felt a freezing hand gently caress his cheek and neck "Little Puppy thinks he can FOOL me! Ooh… I am going to savour every drop of your delicious magical blood"
'A VAMPIRE!' Paul wanted to scream bloody murder. He struggled in constraints, as sharp canines of the vampire glistened with fresh blood became visible when the man grinned maliciously.
"Feeling scared puppy! How CUTE!" The vampire licked his lips before whispering in Paul's ear in a chilling slippery voice,
"I see you know nothing! puppy! So let me do you one last favour…"
But before the Vampire could speak another word to Paul's shock a gigantic wolf sprung out of nowhere and shredded his kidnapper to pieces. The wolf then turned its head towards him. 'Great now it's my turn!'
The thought was running wildly in his brain but the wolf seemed to have other plans. Its silvery grey fur shined in the moonlight in an otherwise dark motionless forest. It suddenly leapt behind a bush only for a shirtless man to emerge seconds later.
Paul could not decide whether to be fascinated or terrified when the new man approached him. From what he could make out in the poor lighting was that the man was not a vampire and had dark hair, a tanned face and a chest riddled with scratches, white nasty lines and faded scars.
"Kid, I really did not want to meet you like this…" commented his unknown rescuer before untying his binds.
"Who are you? Are you a wizard? Did the MACUSA send you?" Paul asked as he tried to sit up straight with his back supported by a tree.
"Paul I am no wizard! You are the only lucky boy in our family since my great grandfather Derrick to possess wizarding magic…"
"FAMILY? Are we related?" Paul's eyes widened in shock. Then his mind started reeling to the day when he found out that his great-great-grandfather had a vault in Gringotts New York. He instantly connected the dots.
"DAD!" Paul blurted in shock. The man casually sitting cross-legged before him dressed only in a pair of cut of shorts was his father. 'The punches keep coming…'
Thought Paul while gaping at his father. Adam Lahote smirked, "Took you long enough…."
"But… Renee said…. This can't be happening…"
"Renee hates me…. You should not listen to that biased bitch…" Paul felt intense anger at the flippant tone his father used to address his godmother.
"DO NOT TALK ABOUT MY GODMOTHER like that! You have no RIGHT! After you KILLED my mom, she was the one who raised ME!" The last barb it seemed affected Adam the most as a feral unhuman growl left the man's throat which alarmed Paul, 'I should listen to Bells and Harry about controlling my anger.'
"Kid, I loved LANA! but she never once tried to understand my side… in the end, she was ironically murdered by a vengeful vampire… not in a drunkard car crash according to the official story! If you don't believe me, ask Charlie about it…"
'Charlie Swan?' Paul kept his mouth shut as an awkward silence fell for a few minutes. Adam broke the tension in the air by using afore lone tone, "I still remember the day when you had your first bout of accidental magic, setting a whole plate of broccoli on fire during a tantrum at the age of four… fucking Amazing"
"How do you know about accidental magic? You just said you are not a wizard?"
"By Taha! You are slow!" "HEY!"
"Kid, I may not be a wizard but us shapeshifters are taught about wizards and witches almost since birth, as they are also part of the family… if Renee had not taken you away after your mother died… you would know this stuff!"
"SHAPESHIFTERS! But they are almost EXTINCT! We covered that in the second class of Transfiguration!" Paul was perplexed at his father's ability to so casually drop in astounding facts and truths.
"It is kind of true… supernatural complete shape-shifting magic is rare these days. Out of the nine gifted bloodlines, only three remain… Volterra Vampires finished off most of us… over the centuries" his father answered with sorrowful eyes.
"So, vampires are after me? But I can't even turn into an animal! Which I think is supposed to be a wolf…right?" Paul asked with obvious concern for his life but more out of worry that he might become a danger for his friends. Adam's face turned once again serious,
"Kid, listen… soon Billy Black the current Quileute chief will interrogate you about tonight. Do not in any circumstance take my name. Charlie will help you with cover-up story…"
"Wouldn't the chief know about this? Isn't this some kind of tribal legend…" Adam smacked Paul immediately on the head, "OUCH!"
"don't act smart… there is a lot I still can't tell you! Coz of your age… but I suppose some things can be shared… we do have time to kill before Charlie gets here…"
Paul nodded quickly and prompted his father to go on with blatant childlike curiosity,
"Hmm… various forms of shapeshifting magic exist…some wizards and witches' practice Animagery which is not naturally gifted and can be developed as a skill with discipline and proper training, another type of shape-shifting Wizard or Witch is a Metamorphmagus, but that's a separate discussion altogether.
Veela and Sirens the beautiful mystical women have the innate ability to partially transform into birds and fish…. Also, common and widely known shape-shifting mostly occurs due to a malignant curse as seen in werewolves which wizards call lycanthropy, it is treated as an incurable disease, another example can be the Maledictus Curse which only affects women.
Finally, there is us, the rarest of them all! the supernatural human to animal shapeshifters who are born with incredible talent by birth. A millennium ago, nine bloodlines existed around the world: Naga, Nahuel, Qori, Ikagen, Lagahou, Kumhio, Kitsune, Nhang, and Lahote. ICW believes that only three remain today including us the Lahote, the silver wolves of North America, the other two being the Nagas of India and the Kumhio of Korea."
Paul was engrossed and fascinated by his father's impromptu passionate lecture on a field of magic that everyone believed had vanished from existence long ago, he was about to ask something when his dad silenced him with a look,
"I know you have questions but let me finish...There is one more branch which is considered taboo amongst all our kind. Even werewolves and maeldictuses, the cursed ones find this forced transformation a blasphemy, A sin against our magic! as it was introduced into the world by our sworn enemy the Vampires…"
"Billy Black's grandfather Ephraim Black and his two friends Levi Uley and Quil Ateara were the first victims… Vampires triggered the transformation in the young boys for an advantage against our family but it had backfired…
Magic took retribution from Volterra by turning the three hybrid wolves into Vampire slaying monsters… Derrick Lahote who was alive when this SHIT! Happened, took immediate action and concealed his and his family's true identity by erasing some key memories and establishing us the proud silver wolves, the true blood of Taha Aki, the fearless Lahote as mere side branched descendants of Dorian Uley… Levi's uncle" Adam spoke the last line with bitterness and distaste.
Paul had never thought that his background was so deep-rooted in magic and mysticism, gone was the notion that he was just a muggle-born replaced by sole heirship to a dying bloodline.
"Wow! This is….is…I" Paul tried hard to say something. Whereas his father chuckled at seeing him speechless.
"it's a lot to take in… but wait a few years… I can hear Charlie and your two little friends… you can trust them but do not trust anyone from the Tribe except one… Goodbye Paul!"
With that, his father got up and went behind the bushes before a humongous silver wolf could be seen running back into the woods in the same direction.
"That would take some time getting used to," Paul thought out loud when heard Bells and Harry calling out his name, "PAUL!'
Both of them wrapped him in a group hug with Bella wiping away happy tears. Charlie then came up and put a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Paul, Bella, Harry all of you keep quiet in front of Billy and let me do the talking!"
All three children nodded.
Midnight, 3rd Jan 1992, Quileute Reservation Centre
As the group made it back to the reservation centre, a middle-aged man was waiting for them in a wheelchair, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman with long flowing black hair. Both were dressed in thick jackets covering their pyjamas.
Paul guessed they might be the chief Billy Black and his wife Sarah about whom Charlie talked about on the way.
"Finally! Charlie, did you catch the kidnapper?" Billy asked with more curiosity than concern. "He got away but do not worry I have already alerted all the local county police stations."
Then both men went over some inane details about how dangerous Forks and la push was getting and the Rez needed to hire extra security. Sarah Black, Paul observed was more focussed on him than on what the chief was discussing.
"Come here boy!" Billy commanded out of blue; Paul was startled, but approached the man with caution. "I see you are a bit of a trouble maker just like your no-good father. "
Paul bit back a rebuke when Charlie silenced him with a glare, he could see Bella and Harry giving Billy dirty looks. But it was Sarah's reaction which was unexpected, she looked as if she would commit mariticide right before them.
"His father is on the run for so long now! Hopefully, he might be dead by now! Anyway, the Matter is resolved! Charlie, take the boy off the Rez before Renee calls and makes a bitchy fuss! We don't want an outsider here!"
With that, he turned his wheelchair towards the centre before gesturing his wife to follow, but surprisingly she ignored him. With an angry huff, he left towards the Rez Centre.
As soon as Billy was out of sight, Sarah jumped and gave Paul a tight hug, "nephew! Thank Merlin! Adam reached on time! I was so worried"
Paul was not sure how to reply, as three voices including him shouted at once, "NEPHEW!" Bells and Harry also supported dropped jaws at the new piece of information.
"Charlie! Have you told them nothing?" Sarah questioned as she let go of Paul. Charlie just rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
"Paul! My name is Sarah Black! Your father is my brother! Though no one on the Rez knows it except Charlie over here"
"Um…a…nice to meet you?" Paul was lost for words a second time, "Oh… you are so cute!" Sarah giggled before whispering something in Charlie's ears, the man blushed before dragging reluctant Bella and Harry to the car. "Walk with him to the parking lot when you are done…" Sarah nodded with a pleasant smile.
Then she faced him, her demeanour turning serious before bending down and gently whispering in his ear, "Paul, in a few years you would know all our family secrets… for now, enjoy life, I hear Hogwarts is great…though in my very biased opinion, Ilvenmorny my alma mater is way better."
Paul eyes widened, "You are a WITCH!"
Sarah chuckled, "Oh! you catch on fast…yes, every Lahote Daughter is blessed with wizarding magic but no shapeshifter talent opposite of men in the family… you are a special case like great grandfather Derrick. We excel in Transfiguration as our magic is inclined towards it…I want to tell you so much… but we are running out of time. My No-Maj husband might have a heart attack if I stay out too long…"
Sarah then accompanied him on the long walk to the parking lot. She elaborated on some more facts about shapeshifters which his father had left out after shameless begging on Paul's part.
Sarah to his surprise conceded fast when she saw his signature puppy dog eyes "Ok Fine…stop doing that… The silver wolves are the only shapeshifting bloodline in North America. Nahuel the bronze Jaguars of Argentina were our Southern counterparts till they too fell victims to Volturi's genocidal tendencies at the end of the nineteenth century…
Right now, as Adam might have told you, only two other bloodlines are alive besides us. The Nagas of India, who are extremely secretive and incredibly beautiful, take the form of deadly snakes, Volturi has not managed to eliminate them due to their sheer number as both men and women can carry the trait. They follow a strict hierarchy and are also practitioners of Parcel magic, giving them extra protection from vampires.
The Kumhio of North and South Korea are malevolent female fox shapeshifters. Men and boys can't inherit the gift. Kumhio surpass the Veela and Sirens in looks but have the worst reputation... the bloodsuckers would not dare touch the cannibalistic, liver and heart collecting she-devils with a ten-foot pole"
Paul was appalled and horrified by the description of the Kumhio, "You keep mentioning Volturi? Are they some kind of Vampire cult?"
Sarah just shook her head, "You will learn more about them when you get older. But never mention them in public… It is a huge social taboo in the wizarding world…"
His aunt gave him another warm hug before quickly walking back towards the Rez centre. 'My heart can't take anymore shock' Paul sighed as he opened the police car door and sat beside Harry and Bella in the backseat. They were giving him curious looks, but he just replied, "Later… I need sleep…"
10:00 AM Morning 3rd Jan, Living Room, Charlie's House
"Pig! can you please chew your food for once" Bella chastised and interrupted him for the third time. Harry just laughed whereas Charlie left them to their antics and was watching the news on TV.
"What! I am hungry!" as Bella and Paul continued their childish banter on manners, Harry interrupted them,
"We have the return portkey for Hogwarts tomorrow… the winter break is till 6th Jan, maybe we should search the library?"
"Shrimp! I think I have had enough of shapeshifting nonsense for now… right now I am more interested in winning the Quidditch Cup!"
Harry smirked while Bella fumed, "Pig! Harry is right! If you are going to be stubborn about this, I will take Pads and Mione's and the rest of the gang's help…" Paul just shook his head before Harry asked him with concern,
"We can tell them about your family, right?" "Yes, I trust them… just like you two."
Before they moved on to discussing their winter break assignments. A few minutes had passed when Charlie got up from his couch and sat with them at the kitchen dining table.
"Paul, be careful from now on… and three of you do not tell Renee any of this… got it!" The three friends turned serious with Bella asking Charlie, "But Why Dad?"
"Why do you think Adam, Sarah and I let her leave Forks so easily with you two? it's simple… no one in the UK would know Paul's surname…. It is far safer for him there" while Bella and Paul were silent, it was Harry who asked,
"Dumbledore or McGonagall must have known about Paul… after all, they both are Transfiguration masters?"
Charlie replied, "I have no idea… Sarah did mention a Dumbledore once…"
Bella almost sobbed when she asked, "Can we visit you again? I know it is not safe…" guilt washed over Paul, it was so unfair that Bella had to suffer and Harry was put in more danger because of him.
Charlie just patted his daughter gently, "Of course, Sarah was saying they are some protections we can put across my house to ward off vampires…"
Bella happily hugged her father while Paul and Harry were glad for her, there was still one thing Paul needed to clarify from Charlie,
"One thing is still bugging me… why is dad on the run… can't he stay with you or aunt Sarah?"
"Adam is stubborn… he doesn't want to put Sarah or me in danger… we only get to meet him once every two months and can only contact him through Sarah's owl…the tribe and Billy treat the Lahote as outcasts… it does not help things"
"Then why my aunt married that prick?" Paul blurted out unconsciously in anger.
Charlie's eyes narrowed, "you are still a kid… a smart kid but a child! there is a lot to the story that you don't know…"
The police chief left the three of them in stunned silence. "Can't you keep your mouth shut for once Pig!" Harry punched Pauls' shoulder.
"OYE! It is not my fault… Charlie is so sensitive" "Paul you should know better!"
"Yes, everything is my fault!"
Afternoon, 4th Jan 1992, Hogwarts Transfiguration Courtyard
"I BLOODY HATE PORTKEYS!" Paul screeched as he felt his bone crush under the combined weight of Bella and Harry.
"Mr Lahote! Mind your tongue!" "Sorry! Professor" McGonagall had been waiting for them. She was unfortunately accompanied by his least favourite professor Severus Snape.
"Minerva it is no use throwing pearls in front of swine like Lahote and Potter. Swan is still a bit redeemable"
"Severus your unkind advice is not required. Please do not insult my students. It is not befitting your status as a teacher."
Paul's hatred for portkeys was forgotten as he and Harry took great pleasure in Professor McGonagall's Snape bashing.
"Mr Lahote, Mr Potter and Ms Swan return to your House dorms, your lunch would be delivered there. You are expected for dinner in the Great Hall at sharp seven' o clock."
Snape was about to make another nasty comment as usual but refrained as professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes at him as if daring the man to say something.
The three of them soon dispersed to their common rooms before their luggage vanished to be delivered directly to their dorms.
10 mins later, First-year Gryffindor boy's dorm
"Paul finally! you are back! How was America?" Ron greeted him with enthusiasm while the rest of his dormmates were still not back from their winter break.
"It was great! If I skip the part where I was kidnapped by a Vampire"
"KIDNAPPED! VAMPIRE! Ooh good one mate! You got me for a second there! I have had enough pranks from the two sets of terrible twins and now you too…"
"No Ron! I am telling the truth! You better sit down for this…" As Paul narrated the entire saga of the new year in Forks, he watched Ron's eyes widen to the point of bursting.
"I think my brain just melted…" Ron picked up his hanging jaw as Paul laughed at his friend's astonishment. There was a comfortable silence in the room for a few minutes as Paul started unpacking, Ron then muttered something which stunned the former,
"I think I have heard Bill mention Qori once…" "Really? Ron, tell me everything!"
"Calm down! Jeez! It was a few years back when Bill returned from Africa after a curse-breaking expedition. I did not hear much as Mum ordered all of us except Charlie to our rooms…"
"Qori are one of the nine… I don't know anything about them… just that they are no more"
"I can ask Bill about them, if it's, okay?" "No don't! let the rest of the gang return back then we will see…"
Ron nodded. As the conversation shifted to Quidditch and what sorts of pranks the Twins played on the unsuspecting students and teachers during the winter break.
Then Paul remembered something about a mirror Harry mentioned before the break, "Hey Ron did the twins or any of the professors mention a mirror in the dungeons? Harry saw Hagrid carrying it at Christmas?"
"No, most of the Professors are away for the holidays except Pince, Snape, Filch, McGonagall and the headmaster. Hagrid only comes for the meals, but speaking of Hagrid you won't believe what I saw before the new year?" Ron remarked excitedly, Paul's curiosity peaked, "What?"
"I was hiding from the Carrow-Weasley demonic alliance in the library when I bumped into Hagrid reading books on Dragon breeding and Dragonlore. Imagine HAGRID studying in the library?"
"Come On! now are you trying to pull my leg? nice try! Hagrid never visits the library, Pince I think has a restraining order against him!"
"No Mate! It's true. When I asked what he was doing or could I help him if he was looking for something? He got all defensive and quickly apologised before rushing out with three thick tomes. Pince might just set fire to his hut if something happens to her precious babies."
"Bells is going on about Pince is very strict during MDA practice, I think we should plan Hagrid's funeral soon…"
"Yeah! I also need to give Harry a piece of my mind! during dinner. Flora and Hestia with the George and Fred are all his doing!"
"How is that working out? I have only met Flora Carrow once"
Ron went to a long rant on how it was a match made in hell. Paul tried to empathise with his friend but he was busy controlling his laughter at the former's plight.
"Ron, take a breath… you are turning into Mione and Bells…"
"See… they turned me into Hermione! Hestia was saying that my mum invited them for Summer and they also got those hideous jumpers that she makes for Christmas…"
Paul defended Mrs Weasley immediately, "Mrs Weasley is Awesome! Those sweaters are great! Harry, Bella and I wore ours the entire winter break! How can you even say that?"
Ron though ignored him.
"She sent them to our entire gang. Merlin! How embarrassing…" "Leave it, Ron! Mrs Weasley is the best! The fudge she sent was so tasty that I thought she was a professional baker!"
"Don't start giving my mum any ideas! She will make me and my sibling bake the goods all summer."
The two boys continued their chatter and ended up copying some assignment work from each other. 'It's good to be back!' Paul thought looking out of the tower window and seeing thick fog settle on the Black Lake.
AN: Hope you all liked my take on all the Twilight supernatural stuff and incorporated it to Potter Universe. Thanks a lot for your reviews on the last chapter. Please do leave a review.
