Chapter 5-Return to truth
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" What the hell just happened?"
Sirius asked looking at the headmaster as Severus Snape left the great hall after blowing up completely at him.
"That Mr. Black"
He began to explain
" Was a view of the protective nature of an elf of their mate in action. Severus and Harry are the last elves left on Earth, or as it was known to them 'Arda'. They faded and were reborn several times before this, and in this life time they have finally been able to achieve their return to immortality"
The rest of the teachers in the great hall simply stared at the headmaster. If what he was saying was true, the very last of the elves, a race thought only to be mythical was a reality and they had been living among them for god knows how long.
"Who are they?"
Professor McGonnagall asked curiously. Albus turned to her and smiled.
" Severus and Harry are Uail and Ithildin, of Mirkwood and Rivendell respectively. They are both from highly distinguished backgrounds, and have had enough training in weaponry, magic, and everything to do with how to act around nobility, I do not doubt that they would be perfectly at ease in the most stressful of situations."
The group nodded and responded accordingly, but Sirius still looked completely floored at the revelations which had been forced upon him and the rest of the staff. He took one more glance at the people in the hall and then took off in the direction of the dungeons. He had a feeling the two elves would be down there.
~ I am not going to lose my godson~
He thought angrily as he ran. The corridors passed in a blur as he neared the dungeons. Finally he reached the entrance to the normally ill-tempered potion's master's chambers. It was guarded by a large painting of a thunderstorm over a lake.
~How suitable for such a crabby jerk~
Sirius thought mockingly. He then turned and pounded loudly at the portrait.
"Open the door Snape!"
He shouted through the door.
"I know you're in there!"
He waited for several moments and there was no answer. He growled and then began to stalk toward his own room, he was going to have one major venting session when he got there, and for once he was glad that his mate, Remus Lupin, was away for the day. The last thigh he needed right at that moment was to face up to his husband, who tended to become very short tempered for several days before the full moon. Sirius' cloak billowed behind him as he stalked toward his rooms.