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Virginia Weasley and the Reaver of Souls

Raziel unwound his tale for Dumbledore. For some reason he trusts this man. Maybe it was his kind eyes or his wise and easy going smile. Yet there was strength in Dumbledore's demeanor that proved that he was a true fighter and stood up for his beliefs. This man would take no shit from anyone or anything and that fact earns Raziel's respect. Well the Reaver of Souls told his long and painful story (it is too long so I will give the basics for confusion's sake) ranging from his life as a Vampire Hunter to his Ironic life as one the lieutenants of the strongest vampire of the age as a vampire himself. He described the pain he felt as the water from the lake of the dead burned his vampiric body for centuries before he was released from the pain as the living decayed corpse he is now. He told of his fratricidal mission as he devoured the souls of his former vampiric brethren. He explained his dangerous symbiotic relationship with the Soul Reaver his permanent weapon. He described his acts throughout Nosgoth's damaged history. He finally told of his final meeting with his adversary, ally, betrayer, father, and teacher, Kain. When Raziel was finished Dumbledore look thoughtful and seeing that it was currently 3:00 in morning stood up and spoke to Raziel,

"I'm sorry to leave so soon after your intriguing story, but I must retire so I will not be useless tomorrow. I will speak to you at length tomorrow"

Raziel nodded and told Dumbledore "I understand however where do you want me to stay during the night"

"Of course, please forgive me but you may stay in one of the spare teacher's rooms. I will have one of the house elves bring you there." Dumbledore said before leaving.

While Raziel waited for this House Elf creature he began to look around the office and was amazed by the different artifacts and gadgets strewn around the room. However his eyes were drawn to the beautiful red, orange, and yellow bird sitting on a perch staring at him. Raziel walked towards this bird and as he approached the bird flew onto his shoulder. Raziel continued to walk around the room until he came upon a sword with jewels inlaid into the hilt. Raziel felt a soul resonating from the blade. All of a sudden the Soul Reaver's energy blade uncoiled from Raziel's right arm and began to resonate with the other sword. However the Reaver did not try to devour this blade's soul. Instead the Reaver respected the tune of the soul and joined in harmony.

"Master Raziel." Said a voice behind Raziel

Raziel spun and lifted the creature with his left hand and placed the wraith blade against the creature's throat. The creature being startled disappeared from his grip to a place across the room.

"Dobby is sorry Master Raziel. Dobby did not mean to startle you." Spoke the small creature.

Raziel relaxed and for the first time realized his back was wet. Raziel turned his head to see the bird crying onto his shoulders and back. As Raziel looked at his back he realized that his wings had grown back. The bird left his shoulder for its perch. Raziel in awe began to spread his wings testing them. Raziel opened the window in the office and in a leap left the office and spread his wings and glided as normal but without his hands to help him. Raziel flapped his wings and flew higher. For the first time in centuries Raziel was happy. He flew back and followed the small elf not paying attention to its ramblings but still in awe of the miracle that was his reborn wings.