Chapter Two- Fairy or Snake?
Harry was awakened by a small hissing sound. However, he didn't hear the hissing. He heard some words.
" Sss. Is this Harry Potter?" said a timid small voice.
Harry started in surprise; he sat up and grabbed his wand and glasses. He slowly whispered back in Parseltongue, " Who are you?"
The voice sounded excitedly. " This is Sasha, Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. I'm a fairy." Harry was taken back.
" A fairy?" he said puzzled. " But how come you can talk in Parseltongue?" he asked.
" I was turned into a snake by Him." The voice said slowly, almost fearfully. Harry frowned.
" Can you come out to where I can see you?" he asked her. The voice remained silent for a few moments, then spoke. " Okay, I'm under your bed." it said doubtfully.
He watched the floor and a few minutes later, a small, silvery snake emerged form under his bed. It had gleaming blue eyes and shiny scales. He took a sharp breath. The snake bowed, or as gracefully it could, it bowed.
" As I said, my name is Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. I am a fairy princess." She said in a high, tinkling voice. Harry rubbed his eyes. Was he really seeing a snake say that it was a fairy princess? He shook his head in disbelief.
" Are you Harry Potter?" She asked shyly.
" Yeah," Harry replied. " How did you get turned into a snake again?"
The snake paused at that. A fearful look crept across her face.
" It was Him." She began hesitantly. " He came into our forest to find The Amulet. I knew it was Him because no one else would dare come into our forest and look for it."
She stopped, shuddering. Harry wondered if this Him she was talking about was Voldemort, the same evil wizard that took away his family.
" And He said some thing about The Plan. He was going to kill you! He said the lightning would crumble underneath the snake." The snake continued. Harry shuddered. This was a fine mess. Here he was, in his pajamas, talking to a snake¡¡or fairy¡whatever it was and he couldn't tell Dumbledore that Voldemort could be after him again¡¡ could he? Harry shook himself out of his thoughts and asked the snake a question.
" Where's this forest of yours?"
The snake paused. " The forest is called the Forest of the Fairies. We live there and The Amulet is our treasure." Harry furrowed his brow in confusion.
" What's this Amulet?" He asked.
" The Amulet is our sacred treasure. It's this large sapphire said to be created by the great wizard Algens Dumbledore. He was the ancestor of the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. " the snake responded. " The sapphire has a small diamond in the middle and contains the blood of a dragon. The Amulet can be used to control many creatures such as centaurs, veelas, werewolves, dragons, elves, trolls, and many other creatures. Only fairies cannot be controlled. That's why Algens trusted the amulet to us."
Harry was overwhelmed by this long explanation. " So He took this amulet away?" he asked timidly.
" Yes," the snake nodded its head slowly. " He took it away because he wanted to have its power. He will be able to control all the creatures I mentioned. And maybe more if he can modify it."
Harry was very terrified. Voldemort, capable of controlling many magical creatures? What an army he would have. He thought. It was too important.
" C'mon. We're going to see Dumbledore." He said abruptly, rising from his bed.
He extended his arm and the snake slithered up his arm to rest on his shoulder. Then, Harry got his Invisibility Cloak and his wand. He swung it over him and walked out of the dormitory. With in minutes, they were out of the common room and in the hallway. Harry walked up stairs and down hallways to find himself in the hallway he was looking for. A large and ugly gargoyle sat to the side. Harry walked in front of the gargoyle. It was then that he remembered he didn't know the password.
" Er¡ sugar quill? Whizzing Frisbees? Pepper Imps? Peppermint toads?" Harry tried saying candy names for more then ten minutes before he thought of something. Dumbledore wasn't very likely to be in his office at 11 at night.
" Oh, no," he groaned. He didn't know where Dumbledore went at night. "Er¡ Acid Pop? Butterbeer?¡¡" he trailed off.
" Great." He muttered to himself. " What does he like?" Suddenly, a flashback from his conversation before school with Dumbledore occurred. He and Dumbledore had met up in Diagon Alley. He had mentioned that he liked this new kind of candy developed by Dr. Dan Nubbles. It was called Butter Nutter. He decided to try.
" Dr. Nubbles' Butter Nutter?" he asked. To his great surprise, the gargoyle jumped aside quickly. Harry quickly walked through the opening in the wall behind it.
He stepped on the moving staircase and waited until he was at the top. Then he stepped onto the landing. With a swish, he removed his cloak and carefully stuffed it in his pocket. Then, facing the door with the griffin shaped knocker, he gave three crisp knocks. The door slowly opened of its own accord. Harry paused. It was hardly possible that Dumbledore would be here. But, taking a deep breath, Harry stepped inside. He saw the large leather chair at once. Its back was facing him. He gulped.
" Professor Dumbledore, sir?" he asked, his voice wavering.
" Yes, Harry?" came the reassuring familiar voice. The chair swung around and none other than Albus Dumbledore sat in the chair. It was him, all right. His long silver beard trailed down to his waist and half- moon spectacles shone in the light. His bright blue eyes twinkled and his hands were folded together, elbows at the armrests. Harry's mouth dropped. It seemed that all he had wanted to say had just disappeared from Harry's memory as soon as he had seen Dumbledore.
" Harry?" the gentle voice jolted Harry back to the present. " Is there something you would like to tell me?" said Dumbledore, an amused smile playing upon his lips.
" Er¡ no¡ er¡ I mean yes, sir!" Harry stammered. He took a deep breath and tried to gather himself. When he was ready, he extended a hand to his shoulder and carried the small silver snake off. He slowly settled the snake on Dumbledore's desk. The small snake looked up at Dumbledore shyly then began to speak rapidly.
" Er¡ Professor Dumbledore, the snake's trying to tell you that¡er¡ it knows your ancestor, and something else, too¡¡ oh, yeah, the Amulet of the Fairies, Voldemort stole it," Harry translated the fairy's dialogue. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows when he heard about his ancestor.
" I suppose that would be Algens Dumbledore?" he said. Harry nodded. " See, professor, it came about this way¡¡"
Serena Blackwing, a sixth-year Ravenclaw was walking about in the hallway outside of Professor Dumbledore's office. She was a prefect and took her job seriously. Gretchen Hillcrest, the Head Girl, had assigned her to take the night shift on the sixth floor. She wandered about idly. There wasn't any out of bed students to tell off. She yawned.
Her attention was diverted to a window leading into the professor's office. She could see a black haired boy was sitting in front of a desk and talking rapidly, his attention focused on a small silvery snake on the table. A long, silvery haired old man sat behind the desk in a leather chair and listening rather attentively, occasionally ejaculating questions.
The snake spoke in hisses, that was expected but the boy seemed to communicate with the snake in the same way. That couldn't be the Boy Who Lived, could it? Come to think of it, his bright green eyes and untidy black hair certainly suggested it.
Nah, she told herself and walked away. She had to oversee the rest of the sixth floor too. It was going to be a long night.
" So I decided to tell you and well, it seemed like the right decision. " Harry finished. Dumbledore nodded.
" And who did you say this fairy was?" he asked.
" Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. She says her family was descended from Belinda Bellstone." Harry translated, his eyes on the snake, who was hissing rapidly.
" Belinda Bellstone," Dumbledore murmured. He stood up and wandered around the room. Pausing at a bookshelf, he pulled out a heavy blue book. Harry caught a glimpse of the title," History of the Fairies," before it was slid into a pocket in Dumbledore's robes.
" Now, Harry, I suggest you get some rest. I will consult with you on this tomorrow. Please keep Miss Belinda safe. I daresay Hagrid will take good care of it tomorrow. Until then, please keep her in your dormitory, and one more thing. You are free to discuss this matter with Miss Granger or Mr. Weasley but this topic should not travel any further, is that understood? Do not be disturbed if any of the teachers should come to get you." Dumbledore finished.
Harry nodded and stood up. He waved a goodbye to Dumbledore and walked out of his office. With in minutes, he was back at Gryffindor Tower. He carefully slid Sasha out of his pocket and onto his bedside table. With a small pillow, he arranged a soft bed for her. Hissing a thanks, she slithered off and curled into a small circle. Harry sat down on his bed and lay back. He was so tired from getting up and hearing all these disturbing things. It was too much for his brain to absorb, he decided. With a yawn, he pulled his covers up and slept.
Harry was awakened by a small hissing sound. However, he didn't hear the hissing. He heard some words.
" Sss. Is this Harry Potter?" said a timid small voice.
Harry started in surprise; he sat up and grabbed his wand and glasses. He slowly whispered back in Parseltongue, " Who are you?"
The voice sounded excitedly. " This is Sasha, Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. I'm a fairy." Harry was taken back.
" A fairy?" he said puzzled. " But how come you can talk in Parseltongue?" he asked.
" I was turned into a snake by Him." The voice said slowly, almost fearfully. Harry frowned.
" Can you come out to where I can see you?" he asked her. The voice remained silent for a few moments, then spoke. " Okay, I'm under your bed." it said doubtfully.
He watched the floor and a few minutes later, a small, silvery snake emerged form under his bed. It had gleaming blue eyes and shiny scales. He took a sharp breath. The snake bowed, or as gracefully it could, it bowed.
" As I said, my name is Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. I am a fairy princess." She said in a high, tinkling voice. Harry rubbed his eyes. Was he really seeing a snake say that it was a fairy princess? He shook his head in disbelief.
" Are you Harry Potter?" She asked shyly.
" Yeah," Harry replied. " How did you get turned into a snake again?"
The snake paused at that. A fearful look crept across her face.
" It was Him." She began hesitantly. " He came into our forest to find The Amulet. I knew it was Him because no one else would dare come into our forest and look for it."
She stopped, shuddering. Harry wondered if this Him she was talking about was Voldemort, the same evil wizard that took away his family.
" And He said some thing about The Plan. He was going to kill you! He said the lightning would crumble underneath the snake." The snake continued. Harry shuddered. This was a fine mess. Here he was, in his pajamas, talking to a snake¡¡or fairy¡whatever it was and he couldn't tell Dumbledore that Voldemort could be after him again¡¡ could he? Harry shook himself out of his thoughts and asked the snake a question.
" Where's this forest of yours?"
The snake paused. " The forest is called the Forest of the Fairies. We live there and The Amulet is our treasure." Harry furrowed his brow in confusion.
" What's this Amulet?" He asked.
" The Amulet is our sacred treasure. It's this large sapphire said to be created by the great wizard Algens Dumbledore. He was the ancestor of the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore. " the snake responded. " The sapphire has a small diamond in the middle and contains the blood of a dragon. The Amulet can be used to control many creatures such as centaurs, veelas, werewolves, dragons, elves, trolls, and many other creatures. Only fairies cannot be controlled. That's why Algens trusted the amulet to us."
Harry was overwhelmed by this long explanation. " So He took this amulet away?" he asked timidly.
" Yes," the snake nodded its head slowly. " He took it away because he wanted to have its power. He will be able to control all the creatures I mentioned. And maybe more if he can modify it."
Harry was very terrified. Voldemort, capable of controlling many magical creatures? What an army he would have. He thought. It was too important.
" C'mon. We're going to see Dumbledore." He said abruptly, rising from his bed.
He extended his arm and the snake slithered up his arm to rest on his shoulder. Then, Harry got his Invisibility Cloak and his wand. He swung it over him and walked out of the dormitory. With in minutes, they were out of the common room and in the hallway. Harry walked up stairs and down hallways to find himself in the hallway he was looking for. A large and ugly gargoyle sat to the side. Harry walked in front of the gargoyle. It was then that he remembered he didn't know the password.
" Er¡ sugar quill? Whizzing Frisbees? Pepper Imps? Peppermint toads?" Harry tried saying candy names for more then ten minutes before he thought of something. Dumbledore wasn't very likely to be in his office at 11 at night.
" Oh, no," he groaned. He didn't know where Dumbledore went at night. "Er¡ Acid Pop? Butterbeer?¡¡" he trailed off.
" Great." He muttered to himself. " What does he like?" Suddenly, a flashback from his conversation before school with Dumbledore occurred. He and Dumbledore had met up in Diagon Alley. He had mentioned that he liked this new kind of candy developed by Dr. Dan Nubbles. It was called Butter Nutter. He decided to try.
" Dr. Nubbles' Butter Nutter?" he asked. To his great surprise, the gargoyle jumped aside quickly. Harry quickly walked through the opening in the wall behind it.
He stepped on the moving staircase and waited until he was at the top. Then he stepped onto the landing. With a swish, he removed his cloak and carefully stuffed it in his pocket. Then, facing the door with the griffin shaped knocker, he gave three crisp knocks. The door slowly opened of its own accord. Harry paused. It was hardly possible that Dumbledore would be here. But, taking a deep breath, Harry stepped inside. He saw the large leather chair at once. Its back was facing him. He gulped.
" Professor Dumbledore, sir?" he asked, his voice wavering.
" Yes, Harry?" came the reassuring familiar voice. The chair swung around and none other than Albus Dumbledore sat in the chair. It was him, all right. His long silver beard trailed down to his waist and half- moon spectacles shone in the light. His bright blue eyes twinkled and his hands were folded together, elbows at the armrests. Harry's mouth dropped. It seemed that all he had wanted to say had just disappeared from Harry's memory as soon as he had seen Dumbledore.
" Harry?" the gentle voice jolted Harry back to the present. " Is there something you would like to tell me?" said Dumbledore, an amused smile playing upon his lips.
" Er¡ no¡ er¡ I mean yes, sir!" Harry stammered. He took a deep breath and tried to gather himself. When he was ready, he extended a hand to his shoulder and carried the small silver snake off. He slowly settled the snake on Dumbledore's desk. The small snake looked up at Dumbledore shyly then began to speak rapidly.
" Er¡ Professor Dumbledore, the snake's trying to tell you that¡er¡ it knows your ancestor, and something else, too¡¡ oh, yeah, the Amulet of the Fairies, Voldemort stole it," Harry translated the fairy's dialogue. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows when he heard about his ancestor.
" I suppose that would be Algens Dumbledore?" he said. Harry nodded. " See, professor, it came about this way¡¡"
Serena Blackwing, a sixth-year Ravenclaw was walking about in the hallway outside of Professor Dumbledore's office. She was a prefect and took her job seriously. Gretchen Hillcrest, the Head Girl, had assigned her to take the night shift on the sixth floor. She wandered about idly. There wasn't any out of bed students to tell off. She yawned.
Her attention was diverted to a window leading into the professor's office. She could see a black haired boy was sitting in front of a desk and talking rapidly, his attention focused on a small silvery snake on the table. A long, silvery haired old man sat behind the desk in a leather chair and listening rather attentively, occasionally ejaculating questions.
The snake spoke in hisses, that was expected but the boy seemed to communicate with the snake in the same way. That couldn't be the Boy Who Lived, could it? Come to think of it, his bright green eyes and untidy black hair certainly suggested it.
Nah, she told herself and walked away. She had to oversee the rest of the sixth floor too. It was going to be a long night.
" So I decided to tell you and well, it seemed like the right decision. " Harry finished. Dumbledore nodded.
" And who did you say this fairy was?" he asked.
" Sasha Elizabeth Belinda. She says her family was descended from Belinda Bellstone." Harry translated, his eyes on the snake, who was hissing rapidly.
" Belinda Bellstone," Dumbledore murmured. He stood up and wandered around the room. Pausing at a bookshelf, he pulled out a heavy blue book. Harry caught a glimpse of the title," History of the Fairies," before it was slid into a pocket in Dumbledore's robes.
" Now, Harry, I suggest you get some rest. I will consult with you on this tomorrow. Please keep Miss Belinda safe. I daresay Hagrid will take good care of it tomorrow. Until then, please keep her in your dormitory, and one more thing. You are free to discuss this matter with Miss Granger or Mr. Weasley but this topic should not travel any further, is that understood? Do not be disturbed if any of the teachers should come to get you." Dumbledore finished.
Harry nodded and stood up. He waved a goodbye to Dumbledore and walked out of his office. With in minutes, he was back at Gryffindor Tower. He carefully slid Sasha out of his pocket and onto his bedside table. With a small pillow, he arranged a soft bed for her. Hissing a thanks, she slithered off and curled into a small circle. Harry sat down on his bed and lay back. He was so tired from getting up and hearing all these disturbing things. It was too much for his brain to absorb, he decided. With a yawn, he pulled his covers up and slept.