Disclaimer: All HP characters belongs to Joanne K. Rowling, Fenrier belongs to skandinavian mythologie and the song "May it be" belongs to Enya. I own nothing. Poor me.
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To Maria, who helped me with this one
And to Laura, who didn't believe that I can write anything "serious"*~
The Legend
Fenrier, the Sun
The time seemed to been stopped, because of the suspense atmosphere all 'round them. In the silence were only few flies the noise-maker, it was just silent, to silent, death silent. No, death, wasn't a proper word for it, because any death silence, is a silence of calm, and in their silence was mere suspense in the air. Air! It seemed to be able hear it, in the case, someone would really pay attention to anything around themselves.
Even the animals(that were thanks God transported with them) seemed to feel, that there was something wrong(?!). Hedwig woke up, but stand calm with wide opened yellow eyes peering at them, Pigwidgeon stopped to shriek, so did Draco's huge grey owl, named Gerald, even Trevor was still sitting on the same spot, what was real unusual for him. Crookshanks disappeared.
Finally the silence was broken by Draco's voice. " That isn't a legend, that's kind of the old fairy tales, I was told, when I was seven". –" W-well not that I want to call you a liar, Mrs. Longbottom, but- but- I .. don't know right,- acceded Hermione in a small voice.- we..well, even that with 5 elements and such stuff is true..- I mean- not that I wouldn't believe you, it's just..it's a mistake, we..I can't be someone.. ermm..chosen..I'm only fifteen AND my parents are muggles AND all of my ancestors were muggles-I've checked that already after getting my Hogwarts letter- and I can't simply be that..that..-
" First time Granger's right,- Draco hissed sounding surprising, or not surprising, angrily,- it's all-
But Mrs. Longbottom overheard him. At all, she wasn't even looking in his direction. Thoughtful as she was , she looked at Hermione.- " Not really someone important, hmm? Never got some .. help from the flames or so?" Thousands of thoughts went through Hermione's mind. Her father said once, she could sat for hours, looking in the candlefire, as she was little.
May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
She remembered their way to Philosopher's Stone in her first year- and that huge Devil's Snare she had to deal with, her panic at that time. She couldn't concentrate herself really and remember the right fire-spell and all she do was holding her wand tightly and whispering to God to help them, as the fire lighted up.
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
She thought of lot of small causes with THAT element.. what happened at Hallowe'en for example. Well, especially, what happened at Hallowe'en. That element. Fire. Fire.
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Somehow, it become logical. No, LOGICAL wasn't that all. That was sick, She couldn't…She can't…She can't be…
Morniё utu'liё (Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Morniё alantiё (Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
Were that dreams kinda early warning for that? Sure, warning was a little bit hard, after all Mrs. Longbottom hadn't told her yet anything to become fear of. ..yet..
May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your jorney on
To light the day
Why, why, why,WHY felt she suddenly so afraid, as if old wounds would be opened again and memories came. Well, memories came really, she assumed at least that that what she suddenly saw in front of her eyes were kind of old memories.
When the night overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Darkness. Grey, not black. Endless sea of grey. Some voices, sounding so endless like the darkness around. No words. No sense in them.
Morniё utu'liё (Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Morniё alantiё (Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
Her mother told her once, that you aren't lost if you hadn't won, but if you can't hope anymore. Hope. The favorite word of all humans. Even wizards..no, especially wizards.. People like to believe in something, what doesn't exist. Hope is only a deception, which people clinged to, until they recognise the cold truth. Who hopes HAD already lost.
Morniё alantiё (Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now
A promise lives within you now
Well, but we do hope. Hope. Light. The old main symbol of hope. People had had fear of the darkness upon the genesis. Light. Light was hope. Light was life. Light comes from ,well, the most feared of element. Fire. Fire was actually that light. A hope? A hope?
Hmm.. yes- I mean.. it's somehow true. The fire was my guardian angel..all the time..Mrs. Longbottom couldn't help herself and smile brightly. -" I'm sure you'll do great with it now, you all will. Guardian angel… exactly… couldn't have put it better myself..exact..,- she repeated, talking more to herself, then to Hermione,- well, but in your case..there actually had been a guardian angel.."
When the fifth child was born…
"Wha-what-I mean-what do you mean-who-?" Got nearly mad of all, what was already told and not prepared to hear some more "information", Hermione could only squeak in surprise.
-The sunlight following you everywhere, the warm light of every candle, well, as I said the danger for all of you grew since the last three years even more as is always was. And Fenrier..well-
She was interrupted by a twistle, what came from the kitchen. " Oh, I think food is ready now, the hearth is twistling already,- she laughed and became THE Mrs. Longbottom, all of them knew*,- I'll be back in five minutes, OK?" she disappeared in the doorframe.
Harry hold his breath on. What else will he become to hear today? What else would happen? His eyelids became suddenly to heavy to held his eyes open. And then- word to word the old rhyme, he just heard from Mrs. Longbottom, came to his mind.
Wakes up the spirit from his dream..
When the winds will silent fly…
When the old force comes to me...
A waterdrop turns to a stream…
Comes the deep root up to sky…
'll be woken the fire from ashes..
And will- will-
And will sparkle like a flash? The joke is really loony, even for such like Longbottom- Well, and you seems to like that, or you wouldn't repeat it the whole time, Mr. MalfoyAll of them turned in the direction the voice came from. Harry still sinked in his thoughts, was the last one to react at it. Slowly he looked up and looked direct in the sparkling yellow eyes of a huge ginger cat. "P-Please?..?" Harry gasped. " What I said wasn't adressed to you, but to the know-it-all there" Crookshanks yawned lazily and sat down in front of him.
–" O-k-ay..,- Harry looked at the floor again,- I supposed to be surprised right now, I think, but after all I've heard today-
"Fenrier?!,- he was interrupted by Neville,- F-F-Fenrier Granma told me ages ago.."
-" And-right now,- Hermione squeaked suddenly,- haven't you been listening? The one of the guarders.."
The cat seems to be really pleased now." Certainly, my sweetheart, right as you nearly always are".
Suddenly Ron, who hadn't said a word the whole last hour got up. "If you are really the guarder Mrs. Longbottom was speaking of you are supposed kinda.. on our side.. I mean, you haven't..umm.. spoken until she was here with us. You might be a servant of the You-Know-Who, for all I can see, trying to bump off Harry or something. Might be you helped that freak to lighten up the castle"
-"Indeed, I could be one. But my only answer to you will be this. If I burned down the Hogwarts Castle that shack here wouldn't stand just another minute. If I was a servant of the Dark Lord Harry Potter would be already dead-HERE and NOW. The cat sprang in the middle of the room and turned to Ron. He froze. It didn't look like a cat anymore. It's fur seemed to been alight with flames, it grew and it's eyes were sparkling even more. Wide-mouthed all of them staring at him dumbly. Fenrier sat down and became at once just a big orange cat again.-"But I'm not,-he spoke softly,- I'm Fenrier The Sun, one of the eternal guarders, woken up by Agrippa, and if by life, by death or whatever I can save his or any of your's life, I will."
A/N I think I will update sooner this time, as always. I can't promise anything, though. Oh, and english is my third language, so excuse my spelling, please.
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