Authors Note: I'm sorry this is sooo short and crappy but it was necessary
that you know about the Danaan and it really ain't all that interesting and
once I typed the nice little cliffhanger I was reluctant to type anymore,
of course then it would not have been a cliffhanger, but I promise that I
will write a longer and more interesting chapter next time. Why not review
when you get to the end of the chappy, nuffin fancy just a one or two word
review will suffice but I suggest if all you want to do is flame then email
me directly cause I know when I read the reviews of other peoples story's I
often get annoyed with the flamers clogging up the space but hey if you
email me direct you can have alllll the space in the world and frankly I
would love some flamers I have never actually had to deal with them and I
wouldn't mind some constructive criticism, as long as you know what you are
criticising about (not meant in a bad way). I don't really mind if you
think this is a Mary-Sue cause trust me pretty much anything can be taken
as Mary-sue or even Mary-stu now. I'll try to incorporate as much of the
Tuatha de Danaan myths as I can. Now enough of my blabbing. Read.
Disclaimer: Pixie *throws flowers onto the stage where Lily and James Potter is happily making a speech*: Unfortunately I don't own nuffin, not even these cyber flowers which are now the property of Lily and James Potter.
Random Ravenclaw Guy: That's it? That's your big and interesting disclaimer? Disappointing.
Pixie: Well I am devoid of my normal dose of coffee, my normal dose of sleep cause I had a little The Crow movie marathon by myself last night and my little brother has just arrived home from camp so I am now devoid of any peace at all. So sue me. *thinks about that* Or not. Not would be good. Now on with the story.
Last Chapter:
Dumbledore grinned silently to himself as he thought about Alethea's orders. Should he follow them? Glancing at the girl's face he knew that he would not be able to deny this girl the information she so badly needed. Motioning for the other two girls and Snape to get comfortable he began the story, "It all starts with the Tuatha de Danaan, known to most as the Fairy folk..."
We Continue:
Alena interrupted with a wave of her hand, "Yeah, yeah, yeah the Irish Fairy Folk, the people of the Goddess Danu. We know, after all they are us."
Dumbledore continued, as though Alena had not interrupted at all, "The Danaan were a beautiful race of creatures that dwelt in the Sidhe, or mounds, of the Irish Countryside. Here they sought refuge from invading forces of the Milesians who hunted them. The Danaan were amazingly talented magical creatures that were easily picked out from humans by their looks, some had hair the colour of gold or silver, that if taken would be worth as much as any of the metals, others had night-black hair and eyes that were so crystal blue that when you looked into them you felt as though they would pierce your very soul. The Danaan also had four treasures, or talismans, that represented their talents in the arts of magic and the Milesians wanted these gifts more then anything else in the world. The first treasure was the Stone of Fal, which worked a little like our sorting hat but instead of yelling out what house a person would belong to it would yell out a person's future. The next talisman was the Magical Sword of Nuada, a weapon that only inflicted mortal blows when drawn. The third treasure was the Slingshot of the Sun God Lugh, which never missed its target and finally the last treasure was the Cauldron of Dagda. When someone was in need all they had to do was reach into the Cauldron and they would find what they were looking for, even if they did not know that they needed it. Does everyone know what I'm talking about now?" Looking specifically at Alena who was looking terribly impatient he continued, "To keep the treasures safe from the Milesians, they were given to four different people. Now the Danaan as you, Alena and Alethea probably know, do not die from normal sicknesses or from old age, in fact you could almost call them immortal except for the fact that they can die from grief or from a great battle injury (yup that's right this is the people that Tolkien admitted he based his elves off). As I said earlier the Danaan have personal attributes only of their races, being their hair and eyes. The golden or silver haired Danaan were known as the Almora, or precious haired, and the black haired and blue-eyed Danaan were known as the Sonaya, the soul gazers. Two gifts were given to the Almora to protect, and two to the Sonaya. Now you three girls are probably wondering what any of this has to do with Harry as you all know that you are descendents of the Danaan for you have all been raised knowing this but what you three do not know is that you three, along with Harry here are the Blood of Erin." Silence followed this statement as everyone in the room tried to figure out what in the bloody blazes this man had been drinking. Including Harry in this?
Alethea, oldest of the three girls and never one to hold her tongue impatiently said, "Right thanks for that interesting bit of history Dumbledore but unfortunately that doesn't help much. What the hell are you trying to say about the Blood of Erin? Blood, I know as in Alena and me are cousins and I also know that Adrienne is Danaan to but of another family line but Harry?" Ignoring a nagging something in the back of her mind she continued, "Anyway, why are you going on about all this stuff anyway? Alena, myself and Adrienne were all raised in Erin remember, we know this stuff, why are you preaching stuff we already know." Looking at Harry it was then that the nagging in the back of her mind made sense and Alethea sat down hard on the chair behind her, "Ohhhhh, Harry, blood, Harry, blood. Got it." Turning to Harry she stuck her hand out to shake his, "New introductions, Hi ya Harry, I'm Alethea, aka Artemisia, member of the last royal family of Erin aka your cousin. Pleasure to meet you."
Snape, Alena and Adrienne looked shocked as this announcement was made while Dumbledore just looked exceptionally pleased and poor Harry just sat there until it finally clicked. (A bit slow he is you see.)
Harry completely bewildered stuttered, "M-my cou-sin? W-w-what?"
Disclaimer: Pixie *throws flowers onto the stage where Lily and James Potter is happily making a speech*: Unfortunately I don't own nuffin, not even these cyber flowers which are now the property of Lily and James Potter.
Random Ravenclaw Guy: That's it? That's your big and interesting disclaimer? Disappointing.
Pixie: Well I am devoid of my normal dose of coffee, my normal dose of sleep cause I had a little The Crow movie marathon by myself last night and my little brother has just arrived home from camp so I am now devoid of any peace at all. So sue me. *thinks about that* Or not. Not would be good. Now on with the story.
Last Chapter:
Dumbledore grinned silently to himself as he thought about Alethea's orders. Should he follow them? Glancing at the girl's face he knew that he would not be able to deny this girl the information she so badly needed. Motioning for the other two girls and Snape to get comfortable he began the story, "It all starts with the Tuatha de Danaan, known to most as the Fairy folk..."
We Continue:
Alena interrupted with a wave of her hand, "Yeah, yeah, yeah the Irish Fairy Folk, the people of the Goddess Danu. We know, after all they are us."
Dumbledore continued, as though Alena had not interrupted at all, "The Danaan were a beautiful race of creatures that dwelt in the Sidhe, or mounds, of the Irish Countryside. Here they sought refuge from invading forces of the Milesians who hunted them. The Danaan were amazingly talented magical creatures that were easily picked out from humans by their looks, some had hair the colour of gold or silver, that if taken would be worth as much as any of the metals, others had night-black hair and eyes that were so crystal blue that when you looked into them you felt as though they would pierce your very soul. The Danaan also had four treasures, or talismans, that represented their talents in the arts of magic and the Milesians wanted these gifts more then anything else in the world. The first treasure was the Stone of Fal, which worked a little like our sorting hat but instead of yelling out what house a person would belong to it would yell out a person's future. The next talisman was the Magical Sword of Nuada, a weapon that only inflicted mortal blows when drawn. The third treasure was the Slingshot of the Sun God Lugh, which never missed its target and finally the last treasure was the Cauldron of Dagda. When someone was in need all they had to do was reach into the Cauldron and they would find what they were looking for, even if they did not know that they needed it. Does everyone know what I'm talking about now?" Looking specifically at Alena who was looking terribly impatient he continued, "To keep the treasures safe from the Milesians, they were given to four different people. Now the Danaan as you, Alena and Alethea probably know, do not die from normal sicknesses or from old age, in fact you could almost call them immortal except for the fact that they can die from grief or from a great battle injury (yup that's right this is the people that Tolkien admitted he based his elves off). As I said earlier the Danaan have personal attributes only of their races, being their hair and eyes. The golden or silver haired Danaan were known as the Almora, or precious haired, and the black haired and blue-eyed Danaan were known as the Sonaya, the soul gazers. Two gifts were given to the Almora to protect, and two to the Sonaya. Now you three girls are probably wondering what any of this has to do with Harry as you all know that you are descendents of the Danaan for you have all been raised knowing this but what you three do not know is that you three, along with Harry here are the Blood of Erin." Silence followed this statement as everyone in the room tried to figure out what in the bloody blazes this man had been drinking. Including Harry in this?
Alethea, oldest of the three girls and never one to hold her tongue impatiently said, "Right thanks for that interesting bit of history Dumbledore but unfortunately that doesn't help much. What the hell are you trying to say about the Blood of Erin? Blood, I know as in Alena and me are cousins and I also know that Adrienne is Danaan to but of another family line but Harry?" Ignoring a nagging something in the back of her mind she continued, "Anyway, why are you going on about all this stuff anyway? Alena, myself and Adrienne were all raised in Erin remember, we know this stuff, why are you preaching stuff we already know." Looking at Harry it was then that the nagging in the back of her mind made sense and Alethea sat down hard on the chair behind her, "Ohhhhh, Harry, blood, Harry, blood. Got it." Turning to Harry she stuck her hand out to shake his, "New introductions, Hi ya Harry, I'm Alethea, aka Artemisia, member of the last royal family of Erin aka your cousin. Pleasure to meet you."
Snape, Alena and Adrienne looked shocked as this announcement was made while Dumbledore just looked exceptionally pleased and poor Harry just sat there until it finally clicked. (A bit slow he is you see.)
Harry completely bewildered stuttered, "M-my cou-sin? W-w-what?"