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Chapter Four: Revelations
It was Christmas and Alan had been let out of the hospital wing. That morning everyone still at Hogwarts woke up to a mountain of presents. Harry woke up and went through all of his gifts getting his usual Weasley sweater and sweets, books from Hermione, some joke products from Fred and George, Honeydukes chocolate from Ron, and a few other things from various teachers and classmates. Harry was startled to see two other gifts from people he didn't expect.
He picked up the first gift and his eyes became as wide as dinner plates. This was from Professor Snape. Harry stared at it, rereading the label to make sure it wasn't just a joke. Harry cautiously peeled away the paper to find a small spiral notebook that was slightly worn as if it had been used quite a few times. On top of this was a small bit of parchment. Harry picked it up and read it:
Potter,
Your mother left this in my care. Don't ask why because I wouldn't know. It might shed some light on a few things. I was reluctant to give it to you because you are the spitting image of your father. This does not mean that I like you Potter. And you had better be doing your essays.
Snape.
Harry looked from the note to the book, to the note, and then back to the book. Harry would wait to read this book because he had gotten another present. This one was from Alan. It also had a note and the envelope had said: Open the card first! Harry did so and was astonished. This was too much. The note read:
Dear Harry,
There are things you should know that haven't been told as of yet. My instructions are to enlighten you on certain things. Inside this package are some things that you should have gotten a long time ago. I have had to take extreme measures to procure these few of your family's possessions that would have been passed down to you during your life. These are those that you have missed during your time with the Dursleys. Some are things you are to give your true love and others to your best friends. Meet me tonight in the third floor corridor at midnight. I have authorization for this meeting so you do not need your invisibility cloak. Bring the things in my package as well as Professor Snape's gift.
Sincerely,
Alan Nimbus Flyer
Harry's heart was fluttering. His stomach was doing a twist and he could hardly breathe. It took a few minutes to come to his senses but as soon as he heard footsteps on the stairs. He stowed the two packages into his trunk and put on a smile to mask his surprise. Someone knocked on the door to the dorm and he bade him or her enter. It was Hermione.
"Happy Christmas Harry," she said, "Come on lets go to breakfast."
Harry nodded and they made their way down to the Great Hall. When they arrived they noticed several odd things. First they noticed that the Slytherin house table was completely empty, second that they were the only Gryffindor's left at Hogwarts, third that the Ravenclaw and Huffelpuf tables were almost full of students. Lastly they noticed Alan sitting at the Gryffindor table eating a full plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausages literally drowning in maple syrup.
Harry and Hermione both sat across the table from Alan and watched as he sucked down every last bit of syrup covered food on his plate.
"How can you eat that," Hermione was disgusted and didn't hide it.
"Ids quite goob," Alan said swallowing his mouthful of sugar-covered breakfast, "Just the way I like it."
Harry was about to tell him how weird it must be to live in America when he felt more than heard; you can bring her if you want. He stared up at Alan and he nodded. Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to bring Hermione to the meeting or not. He would have to make the decision soon.
Everyone had a blast trying out their gifts that day. Harry spent most of the day watching his new "Memories Snitch" that Remus had sent him. Hermione was cuddled up next to him with her newest book, "Famous Talismans and the Legends Behind Them". Alan was busy with something in a small corner of the common room. Harry was inserting a copy of his third year memories to his snitch when he caught a glimpse of Alan. He seemed to be talking to someone that wasn't there. Alan was absently rubbing his pendant and his face was blank. His body was completely rigid as he spoke to the air in front of him. As quiet as it was in the common room at that point Harry couldn't make out a word of what was being said. After a few more minutes of this Alan's body moved again as he placed his pendant back into his shirt. He then walked up the stairs to his dorm.
"Hermione," Harry was a bit anxious about what he was about to say, "I have a meeting with Alan tonight in the third floor corridor and I was wondering if you wanted to come along with me."
Hermione's brow furrowed in thought but after only a moment's thought she said, "Sure I will Harry."
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Alan sat in a chair in the middle of the third floor corridor waiting for all of his guests to arrive. He sat directly over top of the trap door that the three-headed dog Fluffy had guarded six years before. Harry didn't know his heritage or how to use his latent power. He would have had training in such areas as wandless magic, lie detection, and the special spells that had been handed down from his family for generations.
The opening of the door at the end of the hall pulled him out of his musings. His first guest was here. But it was not Harry. No Harry wasn't due for another ten minutes. Anyone who knew the man would recognize him easily. His greasy black hair, cold hard black eyes, and his hooked nose would identify him from miles away. Yes Professor Snape was there. Tonight Harry Potter's life would change yet again.
It felt weird to Harry, not having to sneak through the halls under his cloak to go somewhere after dark. He and Hermione walked through the halls to their destination. Peeves was nowhere to be found, Mrs. Norris hadn't been seen at all and though they had passed Filch several times he hadn't said a word to them. Soon they had reached their destination.
The door to the third floor corridor hadn't changed since Harry's first year at Hogwarts. They opened the door and saw tow people. Harry knew that one of them was Alan but he couldn't recognize the other one being that it was so dark. He and Hermione made there way down the hallway. Harry clutched his two unexpected gifts under his right arm and held Hermione's hand with his left. When they came close enough to the pair awaiting them a few torches flickered to life. Harry saw Alan sitting in a small rocking chair on top of the trap door. There were two comfortable armchairs awaiting them. Alan had known that Harry would invite Hermione along.
Then Harry saw the other person, Snape. The greasy haired professor leaned against the wall with his arms crossed on his chest. He looked at Harry and nodded. He hadn't even sneered as he usually did.
Alan bade them sit in the chairs he had provided them. He asked Snape if he wanted to sit but the Potions Master declined the offer.
"So Harry, Hermione," Alan began, "you are wondering why you are meeting me here of all places, in the middle of the night, with a professor that you hate." They both nodded and Alan continued. "Harry, did you bring the parcels that you had gotten this morning?" Harry nodded again. "Good. Now please open the one from me."
Harry did as he was told and he found many small trinkets. Necklaces, bracelets, and other odds and ends were found inside the small box that had been wrapped in the brown paper just minutes before.
"The first thing you should know is your heritage. Harry," Alan paused awaiting Harry's attention. When he finally had it Alan continued. "You are the last descendant of the Council of High Elves. No Harry," Alan quickly waved away the impending question about house elves, "not like your friend Dobby. You are a direct descendant of the creators of the world. During a battle of great importance, about the time most muggle scientists say that the dinosaurs died out, the earth was destroyed."
Alan went on to explain that the world before its destruction was called Detarana. He explained that on the largest chunk of livable rock left resided the Council and that many of the other races had sent a few families for their safety. The Council had the power to recreate the world in a better image than it once was. They conducted a spell that would take their lives upon its resolution. But before they died to save the other races they ensured that their lineage would continue. They all took spouses and taught them all they knew about magic and life. These families were usually the kings and queens of countries. But some were just commoners. No matter what happened, these families were to ensure that peace was kept during times of stress. As soon as these families had given birth to sons and daughters the Council gave their lives to create the earth that we all live on now.
"Harry I myself am a descendant of a highborn elven family. Though I am not of the Council I am still related to the ancient race." Alan continued to explain much of the history of the new world. Many of the ancient races bred themselves out of existence. He explained that all of the ancient races had magic in their blood but when many of them interbred with other races the magics became suppressed and humans were born of this. However the remaining descendants of the elves, digamons and the rest of the magical creatures retained their magic powers. The elves began releasing the suppressed magic within the new race of the humans. This period in time in human history ranged from pre-Egyptian to the end of the Dark Ages.
"So you see Harry, the world then became divided into four groups. The witches and wizards hid themselves from the muggles to protect the sanities of both parties. The witches and wizards also began hiding the magical creatures from the views of non-magic people. The Digamons hid themselves from the entire world including Wizards and muggles alike. And the muggles went on with their lives as they do now, working for science and technology." Alan sat back and allowed all of what he had said to sink into Harry and Hermione. He saw their expressions and felt their surprise. He even felt Snape becoming aware of his story.
Harry was dumbfounded at first but he caught on quick enough and Hermione had a few questions she wanted to ask. Harry caught his tongue first and asked a question they all wanted answered. "What is a digamon?"
"The digamon are a race of pale skinned, long lived, creatures. They have very strong magical powers and are extremely intelligent. If I am not mistaken your friend has a smattering of their blood in her." Alan pointed at Hermione for the last part.
Hermione was shocked to hear this and momentarily lost her train of thought. She then shook off the revelation and asked a few more questions. After she was satisfied with the answers she got Alan tuned to Harry once again. "Harry look into your box there and find a pendant that has some strange looking runes on it." Harry did as he was told. He found the pendant and held it up. "Now," Alan continued, "This pendant is made of the lost enchanted metal of mythril. It is nearly indestructible and will let you speak with the member of the Council who is your ancestor. Place it around your neck and place your thumb in the middle of it. We shall find out who it is that you are descendant from."
Harry again did what he was told. Oddly enough he didn't feel forced or wary but curious about his lineage. In mere seconds a wavering figure was floating before him. It was a young looking man with jet-black hair that reached to his waist. He had sparkling black eyes and a grin akin to Harry's own. His features were pointed including his ears and nose. Alan stood the moment the figure appeared and dropped to his left knee, his right forearm and fist across his chest over his heart and whispered, "High Lord Ventor."
While Alan went to his knee Harry saw a figure kneeling in the same pose next to him. The woman had short dark brown hair the bluest of blue eyes and the same pointed features as Ventor. Alan stood and sat back into his chair. He then introduced Harry to his own ancestor. "This is Illena, one of the highborn princesses of Detarana."
Hermione was confused. She couldn't see either of the people Harry and Alan were talking to and by the look on his face Snape couldn't either. Hermione however being the intelligent person she was gathered that Harry's ancestor was a male and Alan's ancestor was a female. She also quickly deduced that without those pendants you couldn't see these spirits. She was about to ask about these people but Alan began giving Harry instructions again. Whenever Harry's ancestor wanted to talk to him his chest around the pendant would start to itch and that he would know the difference between a natural itch and a summoning.
"Now Harry the next thing you need to find is the bracelet with the heart on it." Harry rummaged through his box and found said bracelet. "Now place the chain around Hermione's right wrist." Harry did so and instantly Hermione could see the two specters that Harry and Alan had been talking about. But there was a third image. The female in front of her was almost as pale as a ghost, but had very light brown hair and eyes that were brown without pupils. Her hair came down to the floor and was bushy just like Hermione's. Her form was thin and quite beautiful.
She heard Alan gasp and looked to him for an explanation. He shook his head and began in a shaky voice, "The Queen Mother Miana. She was the Queen of the digamon race during the attack on Detarana." The fear in his voice was replaced by awe.
Alan quickly regained his senses and continued to give instructions. He had Harry put on a pair of rings that were family heirlooms and would protect him most minor curses and the Imperious Curse. Hermione was given a few necklaces to signify the love between her and Harry Witch is most definitely there she thought dreamily.
Professor Snape watched in silence as stories were told, discoveries were made, and gifts were exchanged. So Potter is related to something akin to royalty, his head will be so swollen by the end of this I'll have another reason to hate him. Snape was scowling bitterly and so engrossed in hating Harry he didn't hear Alan call his name the first few times. Eventually they earned his attention by all three of them yelling at him. He looked up and said simply, "What"
"Professor," Alan said hoping that Snape had not forgotten his promise, "there is something here that you need." Snape caught a small silver necklace with a small hand raising a torch on it. He looked up questioningly at the American boy.
"It is something I was told to give you. It belonged to your true ancestor." Snape looked suspiciously at the small trinket. He cautiously put it on and was immediately staring right into the face of another man that could most likely be his twin. He had the same greasy black hair the same hooked nose. The only difference between them was that this man had sparkling blue eyes and had a genuine smile on his face.
Severus watched and waited for the man to speak and so he did. "My name is Zerillius and I have waited centuries to meet you my boy. I'm sorry to say my son didn't agree with leading a quiet life and using peaceful means to settle conflicts. He was so absorbed in being the best at what he did he never fully saw what I was trying to do. I'm terribly sorry you had to grow up the way you did but come let us go and catch up on the times." And with that they left Snape with the first true smile Harry had ever seen him ware.
But the surprises were not over that night. Out of the darkness at the other end of the hall Professor Dumbledore came striding out of the shadows and standing with him was none other than his own ancestor, Merlin himself.
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Authors note: This is it for now and I hope you enjoyed the surprises I gave you. Think about it and read again soon. Also please review. I still haven't gotten much lately.
