The Fifth house
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This document is Copyright (C) 2002 Squeekdamouse (Squeeky@ammt.co.uk). All rights reserved.
The characters of Harry Potter and related characters are copyright and trademark Warner Bros. and J.K Rowling,
and are used without permission.
Their use within this work of fiction is in no way, meant to infringe or steal that copyright, nor to dilute the characters
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No profit on the part of the author is made from this document, and this document is used only for entertainment purposes.
If there is any legal problems with this document, please contact the author to make arrangements to amend these legal
difficulties.
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Chapter nine
Affiliation
"Are you all right?" Snape asked quietly.
Runt blinked, the room had changed.
No he had moved, he was in Dumbledorf's office and Professor Snape and Dumbledorf were the only ones here now.
"I... I'm not sure what happened Sir..." Runt reliped rasping dryly.
Dumbledorf appeared with a glass of milk and with Snape's help sat Runt up so he could drink the milk.
Quickly Runt drank the entire glass and shook his head gently.
"Professor Dumbledorf was casting a scrying spell on you." Snape explained, "It's used to identify what kind of wizard you
are."
"I'm a muggle..." Runt whispered.
"Yes..." Dumbledorf noted, "I was hoping to be able to assertain if this was just a mask. However I probed to hard and
you passed out."
"Oh." Runt moaned slightly looking around. "Did you find anything?"
"Confusingly yes." Dumbledorf said in a quiet tone. "As well as being a muggle you are something else but it's something
that i've never come across."
"I myself have seen it once, when I was working deep undercover for the ministry of magic." Snape said quietly.
Runt saw a nerveous glance in Snape's eye, it was something dark something born of fear.
"The only time I have seen such a thing was in Azkaban and then it was only for a brief second as it did not like being
scryed." Snape said quietly.
Runt looked at Snape very confused.
"You share a large amount with the beings known as Dementors but unlike them you are light and humane where they are dark
and evil." Snape whispered almost trying to prevent the words from coming out.
"I don't really understand." Runt admitted quietly.
Dumbledorf nodded, "It's quite a lot to take in. But from what we can figure you may be a Patronus, the embodiment of
hopes, dreams and wishes. The exact opposite of the darkness which is a Dementor."
"Does that mean ... I'm not real?" Runt asked slightly worried.
"It's only a theroy, and not a very good one." Dumbledorf admitted quietly.
Suddenly Runt heard the voice whisper to him, it seemed to find the theroy quite amusing, "You are an avatar."
"Can you hear that?" Runt asked looking between Snape and Dumbledorf.
Both of them shook thier head.
"Only you can hear the voice of Chi-Ri-Fadori." Dumbledorf noted, "What was it saying?"
Runt smiled, "It says I'm an avatar."
Snape laughed and Dumbledorf nodded slowly.
"That would work." Dumbledorf said.
Runt nodded, "But what does it mean?"
"You are an avatar, the physical representation of hope in this time." Snape said.
"That would explain the Ogham protection." Runt noted.
"Indeed it would." Dumbledorf agreed noding. "It also means you will have a great destiny."
"So..." Runt slowly said.
"What now?" Dumbledorf interjected.
Runt nodded cutely.
"Well if you run along you can make your spellcraft lesson but apart from that I think you only need come to these meetings
if you are having a problem, it's obvious you can handle yourself." Dumbledorf commented.
"Right." Runt said happily looking to Dumbledorf and Snape before leaving the room in a hurry.
"An avatar..." Snape said quietly to Dumbledorf.
Dumbledorf nodded, "Apparently so."
"Why now?" Snape asked looking directly at Dumbledorf.
Dumbledorf shook his head slowly, "I do not know, it is a definite omen but for good or for bad I can not say now."
"Didn't he have a wand?" Snape suddenly queried.
"Yes..." Dumbledorf said slowly.
Snape squinted slighltly.
"So how can he be an avatar..." Dumbledorf continued for him, "It's an excellent question and again I do not know, except
to say the wand he was given was one of a technomancer."
"A technomancer?!" Snape exclaimed in shock, "That... that makes no sense, a epidemancer or even a prehaps a neuromancer
I could understand but a technomancer..."
Dumbledorf shurgged and nodded slowly, "Something here does indeed not make sense and I'm starting to think the Ogham
protection is doing slightly more then we initally thought."
Snape smirked a shallow smirk, "I think I understand now..." He announced to Dumbledorf.
Chapter ten
The secret plan
Runt managed to make it to the spellcraft lesson which was mostly magical theroy and didn't apply to him in anyway at all
since he didn't use a wand.
So rather boredly he looked around the class and saw Ron pass Harry a note which simply read "Tonight, 2300." Runt realised
he'd never noticed how much Ron, Harry and Hermominie stuck together a little like Draco and his two coherts.
It made him slightly sad that he'd never had a chance to meet and interact with anybody else, but he wasn't like anybody
else in this room.
He was of house Familiarius and he was an avatar.
That night Runt heard the three of them gather outside and a forth person, carefully he snuck down the stairs only to see
Hermominie, Ron and Harry vanish leaving behind a pertified boy.
"... Neville?" Runt asked looking down at the boy.
The boy couldn't move but Runt saw in his eyes that this was correct.
"You'll be fine in five minutes..." Runt said gently squeezing Neville's hand to reassure him.
Cautiously Runt sniffed the air, he didn't like using his enhanced sense of smell but since he could no longer see any of
his three targets he was forced to sniff them out.
Considering the busyness of Hogwarts it was not an easy task but eventually he tracked them to a door which suddenly opened
and shut apparently by itself.
He tugged at the door and managed to eventually force it open, only to see a large snarling meancing three headed dog
drooling at him directly with a hungry grin.
"... Hi." Runt quietly said.
"What are you?" The first head of the dog barked agressivly.
"You can't be here!" The second head yelped loudly.
"Are you with them?" The third head barked.
Runt smiled and bowed slightly, "I am Runt the avatar, I am not going to be here for long and yes I am with them."
"Go." The first head roared.
"Run!" The second head commanded.
"After them then!" The third head barked.
Runt nodded and darted into the trapdoor which Hermomine; Ron and Harry had just vanished into.
He fell soflty into some lumpy notted plant which started to wrap around him.
"What the..." Runt asked looking in the murky darkness.
Whilst he was wondering what exactly was going on the plant seemed to suddenly give way and dump him on the floor.
He made a note that if he ever managed to catch up with the three others or make it back to Hogwarts alive to ask someone
what the plant was before picking himself up off the floor and heading down a dark corridor.
The corridor ended in a large plain room with a door that had several dozen keys embeded in it, cautiously he opened the
door and slipped inside the next room.
This was a large chess board with several large piles of rubble lying around the place, the result of a game of wizard chess
with life size pieces.
Runt carefully ran past all these and into another corridor with a blue fire blocking progress, he could see Ron and
Hermominie on the other side.
"Guys?" He asked looking past the fire to them.
"Oh it's you..." Ron said slightly dazed.
"Don't cross the fire it will burn you!" Hermonine cried.
"Where's Harry?" Runt asked trying to peer further down the corridor.
"He went to get the stone, if you can you must help him..." Hermoninie infused.
A voice whispered to Runt "Help him."
"All right..." Runt said confidantly looking around but there was no way past the blue fire.
Suddenly Runt looked at the wall and smirked.
"Here goes nothing..." He whispered to himself calling forth upon his power as he stepped into the wall.
The wall did not resist, it allowed him to walk into it as if it were water.
Quickly in case his spell suddenly stopped Runt ran forward past the blue fire and past another barrier of yellow fire
before emerging on the other side.
He could see Harry in the distance, but he was not alone.
There was a figure that was rapidly turning to dust standing beside him.
Runt crept forward as suddenly from the dust a dark shadow emerged and swept into Harry.
"Hey!" Runt screamed charging forward into the room.
"Welp, leave!" The figure screamed directly at Runt unleashing a wave of magical power.
Runt calmly step aside from the wave of energy and glared at the figure.
"Voldemort." Runt said quietly.
"This may take all my power but it will be worth it..." Gasped the almost translucent figure of Voldemort towering over
Harry.
"Avada Kedavra" Voledmort screamed unleashing a deadly black crack of energy at Harry.
"Nooooooooo......." Runt screamed tumbling into the black crack of energy.
It burned, he could feel the energy crashing into him as it tried to reach his heart and tell it to stop.
Runt screamed louder as he unleashed a wave of white energy that surged towards the black crack and seemed to envelope it
consuming it in a birght burst of pure creative energy.
In the energy Runt could make out a faint whisp that looked like some kind of snake, he knew it was Chi-Ri-Fadori.
"This... can not be..." Voldemort growled in annoyance glaring at Runt.
Runt panted in exhaustion as he stood there sweating from the effort.
"I..." Runt panted, "Don't think." He gasped for breath, "The killing curse will work on you." He panted again breifly before
finishing, "But I'm willing to try..."
Voldemort cackled, "Why should I fear you muggle?"
Runt grinned brightly, "Because I'm not just a muggle, I'm an avatar."
Voldemort suddenly stopped cackling and growled angrilly.
"Very well, prehaps some other time." He cackled flying upwards towards the skylight. "And tell Potter I will finish it
one day."
Runt clenched his paws and wanted to lash out, fire a spell off at Voldemort but from the corner of his eye he saw
Henry and Katrina standing beside himself as a human all smiling.
He turned to look and saw a large mirror, reflected in it was himself as a human and Henry and Katrina Smythe looking
very proud of him.
He sighed and watched as Voldemort fled the room.
The false reflections in the mirror all smiled at him prouder then before.
"Yeah, whatever..." Runt sighed turning from the mirror and picking up Harry and carefully heading towards the medical room.
He was met half way by a rather distressed Professor McGongall who took over the situation and sent Runt back to his room.
Lieing in his bed Runt looked at a whispy ghostly image by the side of the bed.
"Chi-Ri-Fadori?" Runt asked.
"Yessssss" The image hissed slightly.
"What... are you doing here?" Runt queried looking at the whispy figure.
"Came to sssssay goodbye." The image hissed starting to dissapate.
"You have forfilled your dessssstiny, or at leassssst the part I help you with." The image hissed spreading out and becoming
thinner.
"Oh..." Runt said slightly disappointed.
"But thisss I give to you assss a parting gift." The image hissed flashing brightly before vanishing completly.
Runt blinked and looked at the end where the image had vanished, there sat two scrolls neatly wrapped lying on the floor.
Carefully Runt picked up the scrolls and unwrapped the one which had been nearest the bed, it was a very complex spell
instruction and had exact instructions for him to follow.
Rolling it up carefully Runt opened the other scroll, it was written in neat lower case writing.
"Runt." The letter began.
Runt looked around rather confused but guessed that a talking letter should not be too unsual here.
"Avatar of hope, defender of the dream and guardian of the muggles." The letter continued, "This is my gift to you."
"I was Chi-Ri-Fadori, a cotual of legend who helped the founders of Hogwarts with thier great task." Runt seemed to recall
that a coutal was mentioned in care of magical creatures, it being a strange winged serpant of great power and beauty.
"The spell is a masking spell that will hide your true form from muggles so long as you do not use magic, it will revert
you to as human as you can be for sadly your tail is a curse you must always carry." The letter continued sounding almost
sad.
"You have ahead of you a great and awesome journey, one that will take you to places you have not even dreamed could exist.
But alas time grow short and I have one important thing to tell you and that is the truth of how you came to be an avatar."
The letter paused for dramatic effect.
"You were once human and have always in technicality at least been a muggle, your parents were both muggles as well so how
is it that you come to have a tail and be an avatar you ask." The letter paused again.
"When you were but a babe your parents were attacked by most vile magic as your father was a rich and powerful man and the
vile wretch who attacked him wanted that money and power. Your father a proud man somehow managed to resist the most
potent of magic and in a fit of rage the vile wizard cursed him, your mother and you." Runt gulped slightly and nodded
for the letter to continue.
"Your father lay paralysed whilst the wizard ransacked the house as your mother cradled you in her rapidly aging arms.
To her shock you suddenly stopped turning white and suddenly grew a tail, she thought it was the curse but in reality
it was her love saving you the only way it could, transforming you into an avatar." The letter concluded.
"The wizard his evil deeds done fled leaving all three of you to die, but this was not to be. Summoning all his strength
your father managed to reach the phone and dial for the police." The letter said starting to wind down."
"When they arrived they found you alive and you alone. The police took you in your basket to the orphanage, rather
confused at why your mother had placed a dog's collar in with her child. The rest as they say is history." The letter
concluded.
Runt rolled up the scroll and smiled proudly not noticing the tears roll down his cheek as he subconciously touched his
collar.
The end of term at Hogwarts was quite an event, house Grffyndorf won the house cup somehow the actions of Harry, Ron,
Hermoninie and even Neville seemed to be the deciding factor but Runt wasn't paying much attention, he was thinking about
next year already and how different he hoped it would be.
In the train on the way back to Aberdeen for most of the way Runt was very glad of the company of James again and they
chatted about everything that had happened that term.
Runt had the more intresting stories but he was sad that he didn't share any of the experiences with James or anybody else
really.
Runt left out the bit about saving Harry as well, it didn't seem like a big deal and he didn't want to brag about such a
thing either.
James left at Eldritch station leaving Runt on his own again, but rather then sit on his own he wondered the train eventually
finding a girl called Emma who was a third year at Hogwarts and was travelling up to Dundee.
So Runt sat and chatted and even played a game of cards with Emma until Morrnstown the wizard town just outside Dundee
approached and Runt bid farewell to Emma.
Once again he searched the train but much to his distress he found the only other person on the train was the guard who
was a bit gruff and Runt was a bit scared of.
So Runt returned to his original coach and watched as the countryside sped by until eventually the train reached Aberdeen and
home.
Unwrapping the scroll from his room Runt quickly followed the instructions exactly as he finished the spell he felt a soft
warm glow cascade down over him.
When he looked at himself again he saw skin where moments ago there was fur.
Runt grinned and nodded rolling the scroll up and picking up his cases as the train pulled into the station at the disused
platform 13 of Aberdeen.
To his delight Runt saw Iain, Erik's dad standing on the platform waving as the train ground to an eventual halt.
Runt jumped daintly out of the carridge as the door opened and with all his things already in a trolley he followed Iain
out of the platform and to the awaiting car where Katrina and Henry were both waiting.
Runt hugged both Katrina and Henry tightly and fell asleep in the car on the way back home.
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The end
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Dedicated to Neko Kun for all the hugs and being cute.
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The last words
Cor, took what 7 months to complete that.
Am I happy?
Yes.
Could it be better?
Certainly.
What's the next one called?
New Friendships
When??
Well I've got another thing to write and I _MUST_ write Kanada's Digimon C.Y.O.A. but uh yeah soon.
So yeah that's The Fifth house, hope you liked it bit confusing there with the Runt is a ... uh... which just goes to show
you can have magic and power and still get things wrong, sometimes that how things go.
Oh and a brief glimpse there at how "evil" good can be at times.
Expect more but better next time.
*hugs*
Squeeky
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This document is Copyright (C) 2002 Squeekdamouse (Squeeky@ammt.co.uk). All rights reserved.
The characters of Harry Potter and related characters are copyright and trademark Warner Bros. and J.K Rowling,
and are used without permission.
Their use within this work of fiction is in no way, meant to infringe or steal that copyright, nor to dilute the characters
themselves.
No profit on the part of the author is made from this document, and this document is used only for entertainment purposes.
If there is any legal problems with this document, please contact the author to make arrangements to amend these legal
difficulties.
This work may be freely distributed in any media as long as it is not; altered for its original form, and that no money is
charged for the document itself.
It may be included on any archive collection under the same terms.
For purposes of media archiving orginal form applies only to the text and not to the physical format it is stored in.
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Chapter nine
Affiliation
"Are you all right?" Snape asked quietly.
Runt blinked, the room had changed.
No he had moved, he was in Dumbledorf's office and Professor Snape and Dumbledorf were the only ones here now.
"I... I'm not sure what happened Sir..." Runt reliped rasping dryly.
Dumbledorf appeared with a glass of milk and with Snape's help sat Runt up so he could drink the milk.
Quickly Runt drank the entire glass and shook his head gently.
"Professor Dumbledorf was casting a scrying spell on you." Snape explained, "It's used to identify what kind of wizard you
are."
"I'm a muggle..." Runt whispered.
"Yes..." Dumbledorf noted, "I was hoping to be able to assertain if this was just a mask. However I probed to hard and
you passed out."
"Oh." Runt moaned slightly looking around. "Did you find anything?"
"Confusingly yes." Dumbledorf said in a quiet tone. "As well as being a muggle you are something else but it's something
that i've never come across."
"I myself have seen it once, when I was working deep undercover for the ministry of magic." Snape said quietly.
Runt saw a nerveous glance in Snape's eye, it was something dark something born of fear.
"The only time I have seen such a thing was in Azkaban and then it was only for a brief second as it did not like being
scryed." Snape said quietly.
Runt looked at Snape very confused.
"You share a large amount with the beings known as Dementors but unlike them you are light and humane where they are dark
and evil." Snape whispered almost trying to prevent the words from coming out.
"I don't really understand." Runt admitted quietly.
Dumbledorf nodded, "It's quite a lot to take in. But from what we can figure you may be a Patronus, the embodiment of
hopes, dreams and wishes. The exact opposite of the darkness which is a Dementor."
"Does that mean ... I'm not real?" Runt asked slightly worried.
"It's only a theroy, and not a very good one." Dumbledorf admitted quietly.
Suddenly Runt heard the voice whisper to him, it seemed to find the theroy quite amusing, "You are an avatar."
"Can you hear that?" Runt asked looking between Snape and Dumbledorf.
Both of them shook thier head.
"Only you can hear the voice of Chi-Ri-Fadori." Dumbledorf noted, "What was it saying?"
Runt smiled, "It says I'm an avatar."
Snape laughed and Dumbledorf nodded slowly.
"That would work." Dumbledorf said.
Runt nodded, "But what does it mean?"
"You are an avatar, the physical representation of hope in this time." Snape said.
"That would explain the Ogham protection." Runt noted.
"Indeed it would." Dumbledorf agreed noding. "It also means you will have a great destiny."
"So..." Runt slowly said.
"What now?" Dumbledorf interjected.
Runt nodded cutely.
"Well if you run along you can make your spellcraft lesson but apart from that I think you only need come to these meetings
if you are having a problem, it's obvious you can handle yourself." Dumbledorf commented.
"Right." Runt said happily looking to Dumbledorf and Snape before leaving the room in a hurry.
"An avatar..." Snape said quietly to Dumbledorf.
Dumbledorf nodded, "Apparently so."
"Why now?" Snape asked looking directly at Dumbledorf.
Dumbledorf shook his head slowly, "I do not know, it is a definite omen but for good or for bad I can not say now."
"Didn't he have a wand?" Snape suddenly queried.
"Yes..." Dumbledorf said slowly.
Snape squinted slighltly.
"So how can he be an avatar..." Dumbledorf continued for him, "It's an excellent question and again I do not know, except
to say the wand he was given was one of a technomancer."
"A technomancer?!" Snape exclaimed in shock, "That... that makes no sense, a epidemancer or even a prehaps a neuromancer
I could understand but a technomancer..."
Dumbledorf shurgged and nodded slowly, "Something here does indeed not make sense and I'm starting to think the Ogham
protection is doing slightly more then we initally thought."
Snape smirked a shallow smirk, "I think I understand now..." He announced to Dumbledorf.
Chapter ten
The secret plan
Runt managed to make it to the spellcraft lesson which was mostly magical theroy and didn't apply to him in anyway at all
since he didn't use a wand.
So rather boredly he looked around the class and saw Ron pass Harry a note which simply read "Tonight, 2300." Runt realised
he'd never noticed how much Ron, Harry and Hermominie stuck together a little like Draco and his two coherts.
It made him slightly sad that he'd never had a chance to meet and interact with anybody else, but he wasn't like anybody
else in this room.
He was of house Familiarius and he was an avatar.
That night Runt heard the three of them gather outside and a forth person, carefully he snuck down the stairs only to see
Hermominie, Ron and Harry vanish leaving behind a pertified boy.
"... Neville?" Runt asked looking down at the boy.
The boy couldn't move but Runt saw in his eyes that this was correct.
"You'll be fine in five minutes..." Runt said gently squeezing Neville's hand to reassure him.
Cautiously Runt sniffed the air, he didn't like using his enhanced sense of smell but since he could no longer see any of
his three targets he was forced to sniff them out.
Considering the busyness of Hogwarts it was not an easy task but eventually he tracked them to a door which suddenly opened
and shut apparently by itself.
He tugged at the door and managed to eventually force it open, only to see a large snarling meancing three headed dog
drooling at him directly with a hungry grin.
"... Hi." Runt quietly said.
"What are you?" The first head of the dog barked agressivly.
"You can't be here!" The second head yelped loudly.
"Are you with them?" The third head barked.
Runt smiled and bowed slightly, "I am Runt the avatar, I am not going to be here for long and yes I am with them."
"Go." The first head roared.
"Run!" The second head commanded.
"After them then!" The third head barked.
Runt nodded and darted into the trapdoor which Hermomine; Ron and Harry had just vanished into.
He fell soflty into some lumpy notted plant which started to wrap around him.
"What the..." Runt asked looking in the murky darkness.
Whilst he was wondering what exactly was going on the plant seemed to suddenly give way and dump him on the floor.
He made a note that if he ever managed to catch up with the three others or make it back to Hogwarts alive to ask someone
what the plant was before picking himself up off the floor and heading down a dark corridor.
The corridor ended in a large plain room with a door that had several dozen keys embeded in it, cautiously he opened the
door and slipped inside the next room.
This was a large chess board with several large piles of rubble lying around the place, the result of a game of wizard chess
with life size pieces.
Runt carefully ran past all these and into another corridor with a blue fire blocking progress, he could see Ron and
Hermominie on the other side.
"Guys?" He asked looking past the fire to them.
"Oh it's you..." Ron said slightly dazed.
"Don't cross the fire it will burn you!" Hermonine cried.
"Where's Harry?" Runt asked trying to peer further down the corridor.
"He went to get the stone, if you can you must help him..." Hermoninie infused.
A voice whispered to Runt "Help him."
"All right..." Runt said confidantly looking around but there was no way past the blue fire.
Suddenly Runt looked at the wall and smirked.
"Here goes nothing..." He whispered to himself calling forth upon his power as he stepped into the wall.
The wall did not resist, it allowed him to walk into it as if it were water.
Quickly in case his spell suddenly stopped Runt ran forward past the blue fire and past another barrier of yellow fire
before emerging on the other side.
He could see Harry in the distance, but he was not alone.
There was a figure that was rapidly turning to dust standing beside him.
Runt crept forward as suddenly from the dust a dark shadow emerged and swept into Harry.
"Hey!" Runt screamed charging forward into the room.
"Welp, leave!" The figure screamed directly at Runt unleashing a wave of magical power.
Runt calmly step aside from the wave of energy and glared at the figure.
"Voldemort." Runt said quietly.
"This may take all my power but it will be worth it..." Gasped the almost translucent figure of Voldemort towering over
Harry.
"Avada Kedavra" Voledmort screamed unleashing a deadly black crack of energy at Harry.
"Nooooooooo......." Runt screamed tumbling into the black crack of energy.
It burned, he could feel the energy crashing into him as it tried to reach his heart and tell it to stop.
Runt screamed louder as he unleashed a wave of white energy that surged towards the black crack and seemed to envelope it
consuming it in a birght burst of pure creative energy.
In the energy Runt could make out a faint whisp that looked like some kind of snake, he knew it was Chi-Ri-Fadori.
"This... can not be..." Voldemort growled in annoyance glaring at Runt.
Runt panted in exhaustion as he stood there sweating from the effort.
"I..." Runt panted, "Don't think." He gasped for breath, "The killing curse will work on you." He panted again breifly before
finishing, "But I'm willing to try..."
Voldemort cackled, "Why should I fear you muggle?"
Runt grinned brightly, "Because I'm not just a muggle, I'm an avatar."
Voldemort suddenly stopped cackling and growled angrilly.
"Very well, prehaps some other time." He cackled flying upwards towards the skylight. "And tell Potter I will finish it
one day."
Runt clenched his paws and wanted to lash out, fire a spell off at Voldemort but from the corner of his eye he saw
Henry and Katrina standing beside himself as a human all smiling.
He turned to look and saw a large mirror, reflected in it was himself as a human and Henry and Katrina Smythe looking
very proud of him.
He sighed and watched as Voldemort fled the room.
The false reflections in the mirror all smiled at him prouder then before.
"Yeah, whatever..." Runt sighed turning from the mirror and picking up Harry and carefully heading towards the medical room.
He was met half way by a rather distressed Professor McGongall who took over the situation and sent Runt back to his room.
Lieing in his bed Runt looked at a whispy ghostly image by the side of the bed.
"Chi-Ri-Fadori?" Runt asked.
"Yessssss" The image hissed slightly.
"What... are you doing here?" Runt queried looking at the whispy figure.
"Came to sssssay goodbye." The image hissed starting to dissapate.
"You have forfilled your dessssstiny, or at leassssst the part I help you with." The image hissed spreading out and becoming
thinner.
"Oh..." Runt said slightly disappointed.
"But thisss I give to you assss a parting gift." The image hissed flashing brightly before vanishing completly.
Runt blinked and looked at the end where the image had vanished, there sat two scrolls neatly wrapped lying on the floor.
Carefully Runt picked up the scrolls and unwrapped the one which had been nearest the bed, it was a very complex spell
instruction and had exact instructions for him to follow.
Rolling it up carefully Runt opened the other scroll, it was written in neat lower case writing.
"Runt." The letter began.
Runt looked around rather confused but guessed that a talking letter should not be too unsual here.
"Avatar of hope, defender of the dream and guardian of the muggles." The letter continued, "This is my gift to you."
"I was Chi-Ri-Fadori, a cotual of legend who helped the founders of Hogwarts with thier great task." Runt seemed to recall
that a coutal was mentioned in care of magical creatures, it being a strange winged serpant of great power and beauty.
"The spell is a masking spell that will hide your true form from muggles so long as you do not use magic, it will revert
you to as human as you can be for sadly your tail is a curse you must always carry." The letter continued sounding almost
sad.
"You have ahead of you a great and awesome journey, one that will take you to places you have not even dreamed could exist.
But alas time grow short and I have one important thing to tell you and that is the truth of how you came to be an avatar."
The letter paused for dramatic effect.
"You were once human and have always in technicality at least been a muggle, your parents were both muggles as well so how
is it that you come to have a tail and be an avatar you ask." The letter paused again.
"When you were but a babe your parents were attacked by most vile magic as your father was a rich and powerful man and the
vile wretch who attacked him wanted that money and power. Your father a proud man somehow managed to resist the most
potent of magic and in a fit of rage the vile wizard cursed him, your mother and you." Runt gulped slightly and nodded
for the letter to continue.
"Your father lay paralysed whilst the wizard ransacked the house as your mother cradled you in her rapidly aging arms.
To her shock you suddenly stopped turning white and suddenly grew a tail, she thought it was the curse but in reality
it was her love saving you the only way it could, transforming you into an avatar." The letter concluded.
"The wizard his evil deeds done fled leaving all three of you to die, but this was not to be. Summoning all his strength
your father managed to reach the phone and dial for the police." The letter said starting to wind down."
"When they arrived they found you alive and you alone. The police took you in your basket to the orphanage, rather
confused at why your mother had placed a dog's collar in with her child. The rest as they say is history." The letter
concluded.
Runt rolled up the scroll and smiled proudly not noticing the tears roll down his cheek as he subconciously touched his
collar.
The end of term at Hogwarts was quite an event, house Grffyndorf won the house cup somehow the actions of Harry, Ron,
Hermoninie and even Neville seemed to be the deciding factor but Runt wasn't paying much attention, he was thinking about
next year already and how different he hoped it would be.
In the train on the way back to Aberdeen for most of the way Runt was very glad of the company of James again and they
chatted about everything that had happened that term.
Runt had the more intresting stories but he was sad that he didn't share any of the experiences with James or anybody else
really.
Runt left out the bit about saving Harry as well, it didn't seem like a big deal and he didn't want to brag about such a
thing either.
James left at Eldritch station leaving Runt on his own again, but rather then sit on his own he wondered the train eventually
finding a girl called Emma who was a third year at Hogwarts and was travelling up to Dundee.
So Runt sat and chatted and even played a game of cards with Emma until Morrnstown the wizard town just outside Dundee
approached and Runt bid farewell to Emma.
Once again he searched the train but much to his distress he found the only other person on the train was the guard who
was a bit gruff and Runt was a bit scared of.
So Runt returned to his original coach and watched as the countryside sped by until eventually the train reached Aberdeen and
home.
Unwrapping the scroll from his room Runt quickly followed the instructions exactly as he finished the spell he felt a soft
warm glow cascade down over him.
When he looked at himself again he saw skin where moments ago there was fur.
Runt grinned and nodded rolling the scroll up and picking up his cases as the train pulled into the station at the disused
platform 13 of Aberdeen.
To his delight Runt saw Iain, Erik's dad standing on the platform waving as the train ground to an eventual halt.
Runt jumped daintly out of the carridge as the door opened and with all his things already in a trolley he followed Iain
out of the platform and to the awaiting car where Katrina and Henry were both waiting.
Runt hugged both Katrina and Henry tightly and fell asleep in the car on the way back home.
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Dedicated to Neko Kun for all the hugs and being cute.
Special thanks to:
Oh just everyone I know really. Try http://www.livejournal.com/users/fionacat/friends to find them all.
All on #Toonplay, #Warnercafe and #Watertower - Find out why on irc.wtnet.com
Everyone on #UK, #NorthUKFurs - irc.yiff.net
Everyone in the West Corner of the Park - furry.org port 8898
Huge huges to Acmemouse, OkkayWeener, NakkoSqrl, rhia, Mintaka, Davidmouse, Taperlass, P3, Chilly,
Tony_Fox, Kinkyturle, Mr Fu, Quianna and NeuCoyote as well as anyone else from #Bohemia (*evilme* for forgetting)
just for being cool and such.
The last words
Cor, took what 7 months to complete that.
Am I happy?
Yes.
Could it be better?
Certainly.
What's the next one called?
New Friendships
When??
Well I've got another thing to write and I _MUST_ write Kanada's Digimon C.Y.O.A. but uh yeah soon.
So yeah that's The Fifth house, hope you liked it bit confusing there with the Runt is a ... uh... which just goes to show
you can have magic and power and still get things wrong, sometimes that how things go.
Oh and a brief glimpse there at how "evil" good can be at times.
Expect more but better next time.
*hugs*
Squeeky