Chapter 2: New Found Gift
The next day after a very hectic travel, Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore arrived at Crestwood, Harry's new residence. The main building was made of old brick, yet not rotting over the years of weathering and abuse. At anyone's first impact, one person would had thought this another large wizarding school such as Hogwarts, but, a school would not have little house elves scuttling around the property bowing and welcoming their new master. The entrance hall had numerous pictures lining the old, but amazingly repaired blood-red walls with gold decorations and amazing and detailed crests. The estate's size could easily been compared to the combination of three Hogwarts'.
"Well," said Dumbledore, "I will leave you to explore you new place and find the master bed room. I think that you will definitely be able to recognize it when you see it. It was both your mother's and father's favorite room in the house- quite touching in a way."
"Thank you for taking me here."
"Your welcome Harry. I believe the head house elf will see that you receive a proper tour right now. Ah, here he is."
At that moment, a short creature came up to Harry and bowed very majestically, waiting for a greeting from Harry. After a warm "hello, nice to meet you. I hope that you like it here" from Harry, the house elf was off talking to Harry while giving the tour with Harry close behind, listening intently to all of the details of the house.
"This estate was originally built by Merlin in his younger life- mid hundreds. As you know Merlin was born backwards, so this is the equivalent to about twenty for us nowadays. From the day he died, the estate has been passed down to all of his worthy descendants. The wards on the castle are beyond any ever seen or heard of by the greatest wizards. I doubt even if Albus Dumbledore could even be able to set up wards such as this. There are a total of three hundred rooms; all in use except one, which only the master can access. This ring here will respond to all of your commands and is connected to the house itself by some ancient way beyond my capability of explanation. There is a library complete with every wizarding book ever made, all of which will update itself every second of the day. There are a hundred guestrooms, one master, and one hundred ninety-eight parlor and salon rooms. This count of course does not include all bathrooms and closets. These which I have mentioned are all of the rooms found, although I believe that about thirteen are found by every new master, so, there will soon be a hundred and thirteen."
Harry just stood gaping at the wondrous house. Concerning money and expenses, it was all that he could ever had wanted or needed. All of the house elves seemed to like him and were very helpful. For the rest of the day, he explored the rest of the house and tried to find his way around.
He searched through different rooms and closets looking for anything interesting about his ancestors or past. Finally, after really considering giving up, he found a door that was locked. But, every door in the house was supposed to open for him. Willing the door to open, the door started to jiggle a little then finally erupted from its original spot. Behind the door was a room, cold and drafty; it reminded Harry of the dungeons in Hogwarts. However, in the middle of the room was a stone table with a single beam of light glittering like an archway from heaven; on the table was a single, ordinary ring. Reaching towards it, Harry could tell that this was something special. He placed it on his finger. It automatically fit for his bony fingers. Pain erupted from the ring, sending a channel of electrical shock through his body, mostly targeted on his head near his lightning shaped scar. Harry couldn't stand the pain much longer and blacked out completely.
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Harry was in a stone room similar to the one, which he had just left. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, he noticed that six other chairs were lined up in a row before him. A door behind him opened, and he noticed a short flow of light channel into the room. Footsteps. Before him sat five people: Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Merlin "You are brought here today to participate in the communion ceremony. Do you take the responsibility to go through the Transformation." Merlin said. Harry didn't know what made him, but he found himself answering, "Yes, I do" "Let us begin." All of the six people, one at a time, came up to Harry and cut himself and Harry with a sharp, silver knife, then joined their arms together, making the blood join and become one. After this was done, Harry felt himself become dizzy, then once again erupt in pain, finding himself in his new room at Crestwood. He looked at his arm. Five slits were lined up next to each other, and on his back, a large tattoo of a phoenix formed. It was complete.
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Dear Readers,
I am sorry about the short chapter and how long it took to get posted. Please read and review. I will make it a lot longer next time.
Thanks, Hermptre
The next day after a very hectic travel, Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore arrived at Crestwood, Harry's new residence. The main building was made of old brick, yet not rotting over the years of weathering and abuse. At anyone's first impact, one person would had thought this another large wizarding school such as Hogwarts, but, a school would not have little house elves scuttling around the property bowing and welcoming their new master. The entrance hall had numerous pictures lining the old, but amazingly repaired blood-red walls with gold decorations and amazing and detailed crests. The estate's size could easily been compared to the combination of three Hogwarts'.
"Well," said Dumbledore, "I will leave you to explore you new place and find the master bed room. I think that you will definitely be able to recognize it when you see it. It was both your mother's and father's favorite room in the house- quite touching in a way."
"Thank you for taking me here."
"Your welcome Harry. I believe the head house elf will see that you receive a proper tour right now. Ah, here he is."
At that moment, a short creature came up to Harry and bowed very majestically, waiting for a greeting from Harry. After a warm "hello, nice to meet you. I hope that you like it here" from Harry, the house elf was off talking to Harry while giving the tour with Harry close behind, listening intently to all of the details of the house.
"This estate was originally built by Merlin in his younger life- mid hundreds. As you know Merlin was born backwards, so this is the equivalent to about twenty for us nowadays. From the day he died, the estate has been passed down to all of his worthy descendants. The wards on the castle are beyond any ever seen or heard of by the greatest wizards. I doubt even if Albus Dumbledore could even be able to set up wards such as this. There are a total of three hundred rooms; all in use except one, which only the master can access. This ring here will respond to all of your commands and is connected to the house itself by some ancient way beyond my capability of explanation. There is a library complete with every wizarding book ever made, all of which will update itself every second of the day. There are a hundred guestrooms, one master, and one hundred ninety-eight parlor and salon rooms. This count of course does not include all bathrooms and closets. These which I have mentioned are all of the rooms found, although I believe that about thirteen are found by every new master, so, there will soon be a hundred and thirteen."
Harry just stood gaping at the wondrous house. Concerning money and expenses, it was all that he could ever had wanted or needed. All of the house elves seemed to like him and were very helpful. For the rest of the day, he explored the rest of the house and tried to find his way around.
He searched through different rooms and closets looking for anything interesting about his ancestors or past. Finally, after really considering giving up, he found a door that was locked. But, every door in the house was supposed to open for him. Willing the door to open, the door started to jiggle a little then finally erupted from its original spot. Behind the door was a room, cold and drafty; it reminded Harry of the dungeons in Hogwarts. However, in the middle of the room was a stone table with a single beam of light glittering like an archway from heaven; on the table was a single, ordinary ring. Reaching towards it, Harry could tell that this was something special. He placed it on his finger. It automatically fit for his bony fingers. Pain erupted from the ring, sending a channel of electrical shock through his body, mostly targeted on his head near his lightning shaped scar. Harry couldn't stand the pain much longer and blacked out completely.
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Harry was in a stone room similar to the one, which he had just left. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, he noticed that six other chairs were lined up in a row before him. A door behind him opened, and he noticed a short flow of light channel into the room. Footsteps. Before him sat five people: Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw, Salazar Slytherin and Merlin "You are brought here today to participate in the communion ceremony. Do you take the responsibility to go through the Transformation." Merlin said. Harry didn't know what made him, but he found himself answering, "Yes, I do" "Let us begin." All of the six people, one at a time, came up to Harry and cut himself and Harry with a sharp, silver knife, then joined their arms together, making the blood join and become one. After this was done, Harry felt himself become dizzy, then once again erupt in pain, finding himself in his new room at Crestwood. He looked at his arm. Five slits were lined up next to each other, and on his back, a large tattoo of a phoenix formed. It was complete.
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Dear Readers,
I am sorry about the short chapter and how long it took to get posted. Please read and review. I will make it a lot longer next time.
Thanks, Hermptre
