Chapter 5: The story of Raven
Raven said: 'There are these places where magic is naturally stronger, like Stonehenge for example. After some research, wizards concluded I must have been fathered at such a place. My mum got not only pregnant of her first child, but also of some magic, despite the fact they both were muggles.
Nine months later I was born at my parents house, without much trouble. Wizards from the Ministry of Magic already knew something like me would be born, so they were there almost immediately after my birth, to switch me with another newborn baby, who was normal. The fact that the Ministry of Magic had known this for months had been the cause for a lot of trouble. There was a infiltrator at the Department of Mysteries and that person told You-Know-Who about this kid, who would be. different. At that time the dark Lord was getting stronger and more and more people became Deatheaters, but he wasn't seen as enemy number one yet.
To cut a long story short: You-Know-Who got me before the aurors could get me, and he brought me to some protected place which could not be found by using a searching-device. You know what kind of instruments I mean, right? The ones they use to find Deatheaters. You could say I was innocent cause I was just a baby. But I was, and I am not that innocent.
When You-Know-Who managed to stop me crying, the first thing he did was to make me transform in my other self. The dangerous, destructive one. He got some of his female followers, I think it was the young Bellatrix, to feed me with a bottle, cause even in my other form I was just a small cub. I was small, with black fur, and sharp teeth. A crossing between a sweet kitten, and a vampire.
I grew older very fast, cause he didn't change me back to my human form; animals grow quicker than wizards. And although I walked on four legs, I had the mind of a human, and not a stupid one. I learned everything I could from Voldemort, and he adored me. I was his pet, his precious little demon.
After 14 years of being in his league, there was the 'accident' when he tried to kill your parents, Harry. The spell bounced back. I saw it all happen. The people from the Ministry of Magic found me, totally in shock after seeing what happened to my former Master. They did a Sleeping Charm on me and brought me to one of the lowest points in their building. There they transformed me back into a human. I don't remember anything from that time on. Dumbledore told me they sort of froze me, so I wouldn't get older, so I wouldn't change, so they could use the information I had when they wanted it. They locked me up, although I could do no harm in that state, and, for some reason, they forgot about me. I guess that was still left of the spell Voldemort cast on me. A spell that would make every muggle, or anti-Voldemort-supporter forget me after they'd seen me. Not that that was really needed.
When Dumbledore was doing some research about the things that happened around Harry's birth -that must have been in your fourth year- he rediscovered about me. He decided they couldn't keep a child imprisoned, so he came to rescue me. A lot of talking and the promise he would take full responsibility for me, made them free me. The unfroze me after 14 years, I was actually 28, but because I hadn't grown any further when frozen, I still looked as a 14 year old. Dumbledore found me a new home, but he came every week to check on me, and to teach me things about this 'good-wizard- world'. I knew all about unforgivable curses, killing and destruction, but nothing about normal stuff. Like making friends, simple spells like Lumos, and even how to dress. Okay, I must admit most of 'that' stuff I learned from my stepparents.
After half a year I got more confidence in myself, in the fact I wasn't evil, so I tried to transform into my demon-form. I succeeded, but I lost control and trashed our house. Since then my parents are afraid of me. Especially my stepmom. She's a muggle, and she doesn't really like it that her husband is a wizard, and now the sweet girl of who they were so good to take in their house, turned out to be a destroying monster! She convinced him that I was mad. They are really calling me demon all the time now, it's very annoying. After that event, Dumbledore taught me how to control my transformation powers. I know exactly how to get back human again, if I ever become a demon by accident.
And after two years of learning how to behave as a normal kid, he brought me to Hogwarts. I love it here, away from my stepparents, learning. I know a lot already, but it's nice to see how you can use stuff in ways I never knew.'
It was silent for a moment. A long, very long moment. Just when Raven thought they had lost their ability to speak, Ron said: 'So you're telling us you can change into a lethal demon. You were someone close to You-Know- Who, who is getting stronger again, and Dumbledore lets you walk freely in our school buildings? Yeah, right.'
'She is true', Hermione said, 'I thought you were something like that all along!'
'Duh', Ron whispered to Harry, 'She always says she knew things right from the start'
Hermione didn't pay attention to them, and continued: 'I sneaked in your room one time, to get a book you borrowed from me, which I really needed, and I saw a lot of hair laying on your bed. And you're always biting your nails, but they every time they are long again in the morning, as if you've let them grow for a long time.'
'Yeah. I should really lock my door from now on. This hair thing is actually why I have a room for my own. When I'm dreaming I sometimes change, but before I wake up I change back, while asleep. And now, when it's getting winter I'm in moult. But we should get back to school again. It's getting late!'
When they walked back to the school grounds, no one spoke much. Raven tried to get them talking about everything, but the three friends were caught in their own thoughts.
What if she transforms and kills us all?
. . .
What if she is a spy?
. . .
. . .
What id she's just getting close to us, so she can hand us over to the enemy?
. . .
. . .
. . .
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A/N: Did you like it? Sorry it took so long, I lost my inspiration, but my muse returned, and I wrote again. It is a short chapter, I'm sorry for that, but I wanted Raven's story in one chapter. If you have any ideas if (and who) she should kill, please tell me, I'd like to have your opinion.
Raven said: 'There are these places where magic is naturally stronger, like Stonehenge for example. After some research, wizards concluded I must have been fathered at such a place. My mum got not only pregnant of her first child, but also of some magic, despite the fact they both were muggles.
Nine months later I was born at my parents house, without much trouble. Wizards from the Ministry of Magic already knew something like me would be born, so they were there almost immediately after my birth, to switch me with another newborn baby, who was normal. The fact that the Ministry of Magic had known this for months had been the cause for a lot of trouble. There was a infiltrator at the Department of Mysteries and that person told You-Know-Who about this kid, who would be. different. At that time the dark Lord was getting stronger and more and more people became Deatheaters, but he wasn't seen as enemy number one yet.
To cut a long story short: You-Know-Who got me before the aurors could get me, and he brought me to some protected place which could not be found by using a searching-device. You know what kind of instruments I mean, right? The ones they use to find Deatheaters. You could say I was innocent cause I was just a baby. But I was, and I am not that innocent.
When You-Know-Who managed to stop me crying, the first thing he did was to make me transform in my other self. The dangerous, destructive one. He got some of his female followers, I think it was the young Bellatrix, to feed me with a bottle, cause even in my other form I was just a small cub. I was small, with black fur, and sharp teeth. A crossing between a sweet kitten, and a vampire.
I grew older very fast, cause he didn't change me back to my human form; animals grow quicker than wizards. And although I walked on four legs, I had the mind of a human, and not a stupid one. I learned everything I could from Voldemort, and he adored me. I was his pet, his precious little demon.
After 14 years of being in his league, there was the 'accident' when he tried to kill your parents, Harry. The spell bounced back. I saw it all happen. The people from the Ministry of Magic found me, totally in shock after seeing what happened to my former Master. They did a Sleeping Charm on me and brought me to one of the lowest points in their building. There they transformed me back into a human. I don't remember anything from that time on. Dumbledore told me they sort of froze me, so I wouldn't get older, so I wouldn't change, so they could use the information I had when they wanted it. They locked me up, although I could do no harm in that state, and, for some reason, they forgot about me. I guess that was still left of the spell Voldemort cast on me. A spell that would make every muggle, or anti-Voldemort-supporter forget me after they'd seen me. Not that that was really needed.
When Dumbledore was doing some research about the things that happened around Harry's birth -that must have been in your fourth year- he rediscovered about me. He decided they couldn't keep a child imprisoned, so he came to rescue me. A lot of talking and the promise he would take full responsibility for me, made them free me. The unfroze me after 14 years, I was actually 28, but because I hadn't grown any further when frozen, I still looked as a 14 year old. Dumbledore found me a new home, but he came every week to check on me, and to teach me things about this 'good-wizard- world'. I knew all about unforgivable curses, killing and destruction, but nothing about normal stuff. Like making friends, simple spells like Lumos, and even how to dress. Okay, I must admit most of 'that' stuff I learned from my stepparents.
After half a year I got more confidence in myself, in the fact I wasn't evil, so I tried to transform into my demon-form. I succeeded, but I lost control and trashed our house. Since then my parents are afraid of me. Especially my stepmom. She's a muggle, and she doesn't really like it that her husband is a wizard, and now the sweet girl of who they were so good to take in their house, turned out to be a destroying monster! She convinced him that I was mad. They are really calling me demon all the time now, it's very annoying. After that event, Dumbledore taught me how to control my transformation powers. I know exactly how to get back human again, if I ever become a demon by accident.
And after two years of learning how to behave as a normal kid, he brought me to Hogwarts. I love it here, away from my stepparents, learning. I know a lot already, but it's nice to see how you can use stuff in ways I never knew.'
It was silent for a moment. A long, very long moment. Just when Raven thought they had lost their ability to speak, Ron said: 'So you're telling us you can change into a lethal demon. You were someone close to You-Know- Who, who is getting stronger again, and Dumbledore lets you walk freely in our school buildings? Yeah, right.'
'She is true', Hermione said, 'I thought you were something like that all along!'
'Duh', Ron whispered to Harry, 'She always says she knew things right from the start'
Hermione didn't pay attention to them, and continued: 'I sneaked in your room one time, to get a book you borrowed from me, which I really needed, and I saw a lot of hair laying on your bed. And you're always biting your nails, but they every time they are long again in the morning, as if you've let them grow for a long time.'
'Yeah. I should really lock my door from now on. This hair thing is actually why I have a room for my own. When I'm dreaming I sometimes change, but before I wake up I change back, while asleep. And now, when it's getting winter I'm in moult. But we should get back to school again. It's getting late!'
When they walked back to the school grounds, no one spoke much. Raven tried to get them talking about everything, but the three friends were caught in their own thoughts.
What if she transforms and kills us all?
. . .
What if she is a spy?
. . .
. . .
What id she's just getting close to us, so she can hand us over to the enemy?
. . .
. . .
. . .
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A/N: Did you like it? Sorry it took so long, I lost my inspiration, but my muse returned, and I wrote again. It is a short chapter, I'm sorry for that, but I wanted Raven's story in one chapter. If you have any ideas if (and who) she should kill, please tell me, I'd like to have your opinion.