Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie
By Trephinia Cealyn
Chapter 19 | Parselmouth
"What do you want Potter?" Draco asked, Harry had come into the library carrying an old book. He had spotted Draco and rushed over to the table.
"Look at this." Draco read the page quickly his eyes flickering over the words he read quickly but not quick enough for Harry, "Well." Harry said impatiently.
"Hold on Potter." Draco grabbed the book and read the front cover. "Ah I see." He opened the book back up and scanned the chapters quickly. "Alright." He handed the book back to Potter. "I suppose you need help figuring it out." Draco's eyes darted to the book and back to Potter. It was obvious he wanted to read it, all of it.
"Of course I need help figuring it out! I'm the brave one not the smart one… you already know that." Harry said he slammed the book down. "I never paid attention in Divination. All this prophecy rubbish is starting to annoy me." Harry rubbed his temples and sat at the table.
"Lend me that book and I'll see what I can do." Draco stood up gathering his things.
"I can't lend you the book." Harry said holding it defensively. "Hermoine lent it to me."
"I'm sure she won't miss it then." Draco slung his bag over one shoulder and pried the book out of Harry's hands. "She's probably got another copy of it somewhere." He started for the door but he wasn't quick enough.
"When will I get it back?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Soon enough Potter soon enough." Draco walked down the hallway smiling to himself. Harry sighed and headed for the Gryffindor common room. He skillfully avoided Hermoine feeling and feeling a bit guilty about the book he went to bed early hoping to relieve his troubled mind by sleeping.
Harry sat in the library surrounded by books. He read page after page and each word become harder and harder to understand. A shadow fell across the page, someone was standing behind Harry.
"You can't get away from it that easily Parselmouth." The person moved around the table, Harry followed his shadow with his eyes. The person picked up a book and dusted it off. He opened to a random page and read it slowly. Harry peered into the darkness and tried to see the person's face, but it was shrouded in shadows.
"Who – what – how?" Harry's head was pounding, How am I able to read in the darkness? And shadows shouldn't be cast in this light. Harry tried to stand but he couldn't.
"Listen to me Parselmouth." The person said as he set the book down carefully. "Listen carefully. When I'm done talking you will wake up. When you wake up take your invisibility cloak and sneak into this library. Go to the restricted section and walk by the second shelf. Look for a book called 'The life and times of a Animagus' pick the book off the shelf and open it. Inside the pages of the book there should be a tiny four inch long centimeter or two wide book. It has no name so don't look for one. Read it and figure it out. Don't go asking the Dragon Lord for help Parselmouth. This book is for you. And keep it to yourself until you've figured out all the riddles." The figure flinched. "I've said to much." He disappeared quickly.
"What was that?" Harry said bolting awake. He almost fell back asleep but he decided he might as well look. As long as he had the invisibility cloak nothing could go wrong. Harry jumped out of bed bending his knees to absorb the sound. He rummaged through his chest as quiet as possible and crept out of the dormitory.
"This is bloody insane you know that Potter." Harry said to himself. He pushed open the fat lady's portrait and crept down the halls towards the library. "Doing a lot of creeping eh Trephinia? You think I could just walk normally this hurts my knees…"
The author looked at Harry in surprise and stepped out of her chair. She walked swiftly over to Harry and hit him upside his head.
"Never address me directly in the story you dolt." She threatened him swearing profusely and finally returned to her chair.
"Her accent's bloody horrible." Harry shook his head and continued to the library. He pushed the door open to allow for his body to pass through and ran quietly down to the restricted section. He walked normally by the second shelf and picked up the previously mentioned book. He opened it and pulled out the slender book the man in the dream had told him about. He left the library walking normally and entered the Common Room walking normally he even walked normally to his dormitory although the pounding of his feet would have woken up a full grown dragon, which is never a smart thing to do.
He pulled out a light and started to read the book. Pausing slightly to yawn or rearrange the pillows.
"In the beginning of days the gods, Raila, Gregorian, Zephyr, and Hera, agreed on one thing. They would rule together equally. But Zephyr proving to be the most devious of the four found an err in the law and took a few chosen people aside for himself. He formed an elite society of people with Umbels to serve them.
The others sensing the danger in his system set out to form their own caste systems to protect themselves.
Raila's specialized in healing and learning all that they could. The educated ones were prized high above the other and given special powers.
Gregorian's people were brave and the best of his people were given powers not unlike the ones Rowena bestowed upon her favorites.
Hera prized hard work and that quality cropped up among her people. The hardest workers were rewarded with qualities given to both Rowena's people and Godric's people, on a slightly less scale.
Zephyr sought to take the best of all three races. He discarded his first race and lured people from Rowena's and Gregorian's… he even took a few from Hera's to do the hard work.
Zephyr's people turned evil. Evil hadn't been in the world before and the other races didn't know how to handle it. They continued on as normal hoping the evil would stop.
The gods saw what had happened and tried to take the powers away from their chosen people, but they were too strong. They drove the gods out of the world and set about to rule themselves. The gods said they would return again embodied in the forms of their chosen people.
The people destroyed all remains of their gods and taught the Umbels, or muggles as they changed it to later, that it had all been a dream. Then the chosen ones hid their powers.
Thousands of years later prophecies of the gods return started to crop up. They second coming was getting closer and the chosen ones, who called themselves wizards, started to prepare.
The gods came and set up a school of learning. Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, and Godric Gryffindor. They tried not to make the same mistake but Salazar had started to study the dark arts and before Rowena, his beloved, could stop him he was engulfed in the fire of evil and the world was corrupted once again.
The school prospered under the care of the headmasters although a rift between the houses had formed. Slytherins were hated and Gryffindors were revered.
The prophecies started again and four more wizards resembling gods appeared. Grindewald, Aril, Mycelia, and Albus. Grindewald killed two of the four human gods and Albus killed him. Albus the only one left lost his godlike qualities and became headmaster of Hogwarts, the school Rowena, Helga, Godric, and Salazar had set up.
New prophecies arrived and the new gods came into he world. Tom Marvolo Riddle, Lily Evans, Hycinithia, and James Potter. Tom Riddle was born before Hycinithia who was born 10 years later followed closely by Lily and James. Tom Riddle took on the name Voldemort shortly after his graduation from Hogwarts and sought out the other three human gods.
More prophecies cropped up even though the gods had yet to fail. Voldemort became wary and killed Hycinithia and her husband. The prophecies had said one of the new gods would come from the loins of the old gods and after Voldemort killed Hycinithia he headed for Lily and James who had married and had a son."
Harry shut the book beads of sweat pouring down his face, I'm a god? He meekly got out of bed as he heard the other wake and shoved the book under his pillow. I think after I'm done reading this book I'll have a long talk with Dumbledore. Harry pulled on his cloak and followed Ron groggily to the Great Hall.
