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Harry Potter. So stop the accusations.
Authors Note. Muy Importante: Sorry to tell you guys this but I'm going on a vacation where the internet can't come with me. I don't know when the next time I update can be after this, but don't worry I'll make up for it with the chapters I write on vacation.
The Ice Queen
We.
The four of the past and the present.
Accept the world and the role it plays.
We are the chosen.
We are the few who have survived.
We are the ancient's last trace of ever existing.
We are the protectors of mankind.
Whether they like it or not.
We keep the balance of the old world with the new.
We the children of the dark and of the light.
We fight together as one.
To keep the ones who destroy away from the planet created by God
and the prayer of a chosen.
We are The Four.
Funny, and I thought the prophecy was a load of crap sent from the ancients.
The all mighty people who created what today people call earth.
Long ago it wasn't even one planet, it was three.
The people were all centralized with each other.
The Falcon's were the creatures that donned the white wings and flied like the birds do now over the water, as if enjoying themselves.
The Hawks didn't have wings; instead they were given strength of mind and emotion for the arts.
The Eagles.... the hunters. They had wings of an iridescent black that couldn't be seen by night. To most they were contrast of the falcon's innocence, other said they were the darker ones. They considered themselves the hunters.
There was a war of great peril.
But most people survived.
While the planets collided the earth was formed.
The people saved took a more than a million year slumber to be awakened once more when the time was rigth.
When they got to earth they were the first.
They gave themselves the name Dragons.
The name that became a symbol for a mythical creature that could destroy but was wise and could have a conscience.
I looked at Everrin and the wonder her eyes held.
She always had that faces.
Even when she was little.
When she asked about anything to do with Dragons.
She always had a look of wonder but of understanding as if she could understand everything that happened as if she was there and even bought a t- shirt as a souvenir.
Orion was the opposite whenever he heard the old stories.
He would always look bored whenever Everrin and him heard the stories to make him look superior, but the look never lasted long because after the story was over he would look up at me and beg for another story before I left again.
I hated leaving them.
I always did and now.
How would I tell them that most of the time their lives were a lie.
I wished to tell you everything, but I can't.
Not until her name day.
I'm sorry.
End to the Ice Queen.
The month had passed quickly for the four in private rooms. Although Kiara and Andreus only taught them the basic the wonder in both of their eyes surprised the two new assistants. Hermoine wouldn't leave them alone after she finished reading all the books she always had a question. Some times they felt they weren't even getting paid enough for their services.
Today it didn't matter anymore because today the new Professor would arrive leaving them almost duty free. Oh, how they were wrong.
They were all sitting in the new classroom that held only the 7th year Slytherins and Gryffindors waiting for the teacher to arrive.
"Who do you think is going to be the new teacher? Do either of you know her?" Hermoine asked. Both Kiara and Andreus shrugged.
The door burst open as if answering Hermoine's question. A woman came bursting threw the door. She looked old and small, but she didn't stay that way for long.
"Who here can tell me what is the oath of the Assassins?" As she said this her form turned into a little girl with beautiful sun kissed blond hair.
"Can any one tell me which two of the founders of Hogwarts were Dragons?" She turned this time into a fox.
"Who can tell me what a type of blood can say to a Dragon?" This time she turned into a bird that flew to the desk.
"Can any one at least tell me a Definition of what a Dragon is?" The Professor settled on the form of a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties with long knee-length black hair and little purple eyes.
A boy from Slytherin shot up his hand.
"Yes?" The Prof. Said.
"A dragon is a mythical creature to both muggles and wizards"
The new Prof. Smiled. "True" she sighed but not the answer I'm looking for. "Anyone else?" After a few moments Rex stood up.
"The oath of the Assassins is a an oath taken by every assassin that has been schooled by a Dragon that has taken the oath before." Completing his statement he sat down, now Nicholas stood up.
"Only two of the founders were ever recorded to have ever been Dragon's. The were Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin." Now Emera stood up.
"To a Dragon a blood type is a way to show were your blood came from. Depending on how much of a blood you have you are bestowed specific powers." The Prof. Just looked the three who answered and nodded in agreement to their statements after they were all given a girl sitting next to them stood up. Not recognizing her she let the girl answer the last question as a means to get on with the lesson after.
The girl stood up and did what the others did. "A Dragon is an ancient race of people who became the creators of every early race known to man. They had significant power and were characterized as mythical as the animal that was given the races name." The teacher did not expect her to answer so perfectly, but was pleased that someone taught her well.
She looked around the room. "My name is Prof. Lunaty Fey. Some of you already know me" She looked at the people she had schooled before "Some of you don't know me, but know what the class is about." She sighed once more "And the rest of you are don't know what I'm bloody talking about." She stood up and passed around the desks.
"Do any of you know why you are here?" She asked. No one answered.
"Does anybody know why you are the only class taking this course?" No answer, she didn't expect one. She looked around the class once more.
"Whether any of you like it or not you are all taking this course because most of you are Dragons and the ones who aren't are surrounded by Dragons and never knew about it." Most of the student's didn't know what she was talking about. "Now I know some of you don't like learning knew concepts, but I promise will play games from time to time and will even have a few guest speaker so you'll have a better feel for the concept."
She started writing things on the chalkboard. "A Dragon, like the young Ms. said are an ancient culture that has kept itself since the beginning of man till the current date"
"Although Dragons gave birth to the human and the wizarding race, they also gave birth to what most of you call demons and hell bound creatures" She paused to let that statement sink in. 'The Dragon people are made up of three different other peoples who by certain circumstances coincided with each other. Those three societies called the Falcons, the Hawks and the Eagles. The three together were characterized as the virtue, the knowledge and the hunter. Can anyone tell me why?" Blin stood up.
"The three societies were each known for one thing. The Falcons for their 'winged' virtue, the Hawks for their technological advancement and the Eagles for their hunting and warrior skills." She sat down.
"Good" Prof. Fey said. "Now as I was saying: The Dragons were created by these three societies, but a few of their own didn't like the unity that was created between the societies. These people didn't want to live here on the earth they wanted to destroy it. These people were called the masters of destruction." A boy with flamboyant red hair chuckled.
"What is so funny young man?" The Prof. asked.
The boy kept chuckling. "The Masters of destruction? Man, people in past really didn't have any creativity" He and his dark haired friend laughed so did a few others wearing he same color uniforms as they did. The rest of the class thought the subject very serious and not amusing. Surprisingly the Prof.'s lips curled into a wicked smile.
"What is your name young man?" She asked calmly as if not perturbed by his insulting joke.
"Ron Weasly" He replied.
"Well, Mr. Weasly I'm going to tell you a secret, in fact I'm going to tell the whole class. Mr. Weasly is right the name Masters of Destruction isn't very creative. Can any of you tell me the Dragon who in fact came up with the name?"
"Must be pretty stupid" Ron mumble the boy next to him laughed again.
Some of the class started to smile as wickedly as the Prof. did, finally understanding what she was up to. The rest of the class let Blin have the honor of shutting the prick with the knowledge of whom he really just insulted.
She stood up again. "The man who invented the name and the concept for The Masters of destruction was the man who also created what you all call witchcraft" The class that understood the joke played on Weasly laughed. He was silent for the remainder of the period.
At the end of the period it seemed as if the only student who wanted to leave was Ron. The class was a great mystery to everyone taking it that didn't grow up with the concept. In a blink of an eye a woman had just changed their lives with only a few pieces of information. And even though the students just met her they knew this was one class that would never be boring.
As Hermoine made her way to the great hall for lunch like the rest of her classmates the new Prof. spoke to her.
"Excuse me Ms., but I didn't catch your name." She said catching up to the curly haired brunet.
"Oh, my name is Hermoine Granger. It's very nice to meet you Professor Fey"
"Very nice to meet you as well. I've been meaning to ask you, who taught you the information you gave in class and how to answer in protocol?"
"Protocol Professor?" She asked confused.
"Yes standing up after a teacher asks you a question and so on as you did in class"
"Oh, um, that would be your assistants."
"Ah, so your Head girl, correct" Hermoine nodded "I knew Dumbledore would someday put someone smart in that position. I just thought I wouldn't be a live to see that day."
Before they knew it they were in front of the doors to the great hall.
"Well Ms. Granger I expect you to take my class seriously and I hope you have fun in it as well." Lunaty opened the doors to a disturbing site.
"Who do you think you are you inconsiderate prick? Saying those things only because of your hurt pride. Have you no shame?" The Prof.'s new assistant roared at the boy who thought something she said was funny.
The boy just looked at her in shock. He never expected just saying those things about Blin would cause the new girl he was trying to impress to almost kill him verbally.
"Have you any idea of what these people out of the class room would do to you if you didn't provoke me first?" she whispered in a venomous tone. Ron's friend Harry Potter laughed at what she just said.
"Do you know who your talking to Kiara? You're talking to the boy-who-lived and his partner in crime. We've battled against the most powerful being on earth and you think you can stop us?" At this statement every Dragon in earshot turned to hear what Kiara was going to shoot back. She wasn't nicknamed the Ice Queen for nothing.
She laughed at them. "So, naïve Potter. Thinking Voldemort is the most powerful being in the universe, do you? Don't make me laugh any harder" Her tone turned icy "Just because we Dragons don't like to meddle in muggle and wizard affairs doesn't mean we can't kick Voldemort's ass. As a matter of fact he's a Dragon himself but we don't help because we rather see the boy- who-blundered try and have to be saved by the real grown ups like Prof. Dumbledore. What you just said is a lie. Even your past is a life. Its true Voldemort killed your parents but he also killed you as well."
Everyone fell silent and all the Professors could do was watch what would unfold.
"And at the brink of your death you were saved by a winged angel who thought you were worth saving and gave you her blood so you would be able to live. And what do you do with the freedom she gave you? Every chance you get you go and get yourself into something you have to be bailed out of" She leaned in so he could hear the last thing she would say to him.
"And do you know what else. The woman who saved you was our empress. Because of you she suffers from what she sees you have become. And I'm pretty sure that any one here who's ever known of the empress hurts to know you cause her pain." She shook her head and sighed. "My uncle was right Grandmother should have left you for dead" She left her see and took her goblet.
"I propose a toast. To the empress!" She took her drink and stormed out looking at Dumbledore and Lunaty as if testing them to contradict what she had just said to the boy-who-lived-a-lie.
What she didn't see was that all of the Dragons behind her made a gesture and whispered the word empress and took a sip of their drinks.
Hermoine looked at the Prof. in shock as she made the gesture as well.
"It's a gesture to those who have been given respect Ms. Granger. Most Dragons know what the empress has done in her time on earth and show respect and gratitude for it." The new Prof. said going to the staff table and sitting down next to Mcgonagle.
"That girl should have points taken from her house." Professor Snape said to the staff. They all nodded in agreement except for the headmaster and Lunaty.
"Why should you take points away from someone who just spoke the truth and only tried to save the reputation of a friend?" She said coolly and getting back to her food.
The hall fell silent in shock, in amusement, or in the facts that were just given and confirmed by a teacher. To most the thing that shocked them the most was how the new girl could do that in that cold chilling voice making her as feared as Voldemort herself with that demeanor.
But that was not Kiara. That was the Ice Queen. That the man who created her sat among them with a smile on his face. If they only knew.
Authors Note. Muy Importante: Sorry to tell you guys this but I'm going on a vacation where the internet can't come with me. I don't know when the next time I update can be after this, but don't worry I'll make up for it with the chapters I write on vacation.
The Ice Queen
We.
The four of the past and the present.
Accept the world and the role it plays.
We are the chosen.
We are the few who have survived.
We are the ancient's last trace of ever existing.
We are the protectors of mankind.
Whether they like it or not.
We keep the balance of the old world with the new.
We the children of the dark and of the light.
We fight together as one.
To keep the ones who destroy away from the planet created by God
and the prayer of a chosen.
We are The Four.
Funny, and I thought the prophecy was a load of crap sent from the ancients.
The all mighty people who created what today people call earth.
Long ago it wasn't even one planet, it was three.
The people were all centralized with each other.
The Falcon's were the creatures that donned the white wings and flied like the birds do now over the water, as if enjoying themselves.
The Hawks didn't have wings; instead they were given strength of mind and emotion for the arts.
The Eagles.... the hunters. They had wings of an iridescent black that couldn't be seen by night. To most they were contrast of the falcon's innocence, other said they were the darker ones. They considered themselves the hunters.
There was a war of great peril.
But most people survived.
While the planets collided the earth was formed.
The people saved took a more than a million year slumber to be awakened once more when the time was rigth.
When they got to earth they were the first.
They gave themselves the name Dragons.
The name that became a symbol for a mythical creature that could destroy but was wise and could have a conscience.
I looked at Everrin and the wonder her eyes held.
She always had that faces.
Even when she was little.
When she asked about anything to do with Dragons.
She always had a look of wonder but of understanding as if she could understand everything that happened as if she was there and even bought a t- shirt as a souvenir.
Orion was the opposite whenever he heard the old stories.
He would always look bored whenever Everrin and him heard the stories to make him look superior, but the look never lasted long because after the story was over he would look up at me and beg for another story before I left again.
I hated leaving them.
I always did and now.
How would I tell them that most of the time their lives were a lie.
I wished to tell you everything, but I can't.
Not until her name day.
I'm sorry.
End to the Ice Queen.
The month had passed quickly for the four in private rooms. Although Kiara and Andreus only taught them the basic the wonder in both of their eyes surprised the two new assistants. Hermoine wouldn't leave them alone after she finished reading all the books she always had a question. Some times they felt they weren't even getting paid enough for their services.
Today it didn't matter anymore because today the new Professor would arrive leaving them almost duty free. Oh, how they were wrong.
They were all sitting in the new classroom that held only the 7th year Slytherins and Gryffindors waiting for the teacher to arrive.
"Who do you think is going to be the new teacher? Do either of you know her?" Hermoine asked. Both Kiara and Andreus shrugged.
The door burst open as if answering Hermoine's question. A woman came bursting threw the door. She looked old and small, but she didn't stay that way for long.
"Who here can tell me what is the oath of the Assassins?" As she said this her form turned into a little girl with beautiful sun kissed blond hair.
"Can any one tell me which two of the founders of Hogwarts were Dragons?" She turned this time into a fox.
"Who can tell me what a type of blood can say to a Dragon?" This time she turned into a bird that flew to the desk.
"Can any one at least tell me a Definition of what a Dragon is?" The Professor settled on the form of a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties with long knee-length black hair and little purple eyes.
A boy from Slytherin shot up his hand.
"Yes?" The Prof. Said.
"A dragon is a mythical creature to both muggles and wizards"
The new Prof. Smiled. "True" she sighed but not the answer I'm looking for. "Anyone else?" After a few moments Rex stood up.
"The oath of the Assassins is a an oath taken by every assassin that has been schooled by a Dragon that has taken the oath before." Completing his statement he sat down, now Nicholas stood up.
"Only two of the founders were ever recorded to have ever been Dragon's. The were Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin." Now Emera stood up.
"To a Dragon a blood type is a way to show were your blood came from. Depending on how much of a blood you have you are bestowed specific powers." The Prof. Just looked the three who answered and nodded in agreement to their statements after they were all given a girl sitting next to them stood up. Not recognizing her she let the girl answer the last question as a means to get on with the lesson after.
The girl stood up and did what the others did. "A Dragon is an ancient race of people who became the creators of every early race known to man. They had significant power and were characterized as mythical as the animal that was given the races name." The teacher did not expect her to answer so perfectly, but was pleased that someone taught her well.
She looked around the room. "My name is Prof. Lunaty Fey. Some of you already know me" She looked at the people she had schooled before "Some of you don't know me, but know what the class is about." She sighed once more "And the rest of you are don't know what I'm bloody talking about." She stood up and passed around the desks.
"Do any of you know why you are here?" She asked. No one answered.
"Does anybody know why you are the only class taking this course?" No answer, she didn't expect one. She looked around the class once more.
"Whether any of you like it or not you are all taking this course because most of you are Dragons and the ones who aren't are surrounded by Dragons and never knew about it." Most of the student's didn't know what she was talking about. "Now I know some of you don't like learning knew concepts, but I promise will play games from time to time and will even have a few guest speaker so you'll have a better feel for the concept."
She started writing things on the chalkboard. "A Dragon, like the young Ms. said are an ancient culture that has kept itself since the beginning of man till the current date"
"Although Dragons gave birth to the human and the wizarding race, they also gave birth to what most of you call demons and hell bound creatures" She paused to let that statement sink in. 'The Dragon people are made up of three different other peoples who by certain circumstances coincided with each other. Those three societies called the Falcons, the Hawks and the Eagles. The three together were characterized as the virtue, the knowledge and the hunter. Can anyone tell me why?" Blin stood up.
"The three societies were each known for one thing. The Falcons for their 'winged' virtue, the Hawks for their technological advancement and the Eagles for their hunting and warrior skills." She sat down.
"Good" Prof. Fey said. "Now as I was saying: The Dragons were created by these three societies, but a few of their own didn't like the unity that was created between the societies. These people didn't want to live here on the earth they wanted to destroy it. These people were called the masters of destruction." A boy with flamboyant red hair chuckled.
"What is so funny young man?" The Prof. asked.
The boy kept chuckling. "The Masters of destruction? Man, people in past really didn't have any creativity" He and his dark haired friend laughed so did a few others wearing he same color uniforms as they did. The rest of the class thought the subject very serious and not amusing. Surprisingly the Prof.'s lips curled into a wicked smile.
"What is your name young man?" She asked calmly as if not perturbed by his insulting joke.
"Ron Weasly" He replied.
"Well, Mr. Weasly I'm going to tell you a secret, in fact I'm going to tell the whole class. Mr. Weasly is right the name Masters of Destruction isn't very creative. Can any of you tell me the Dragon who in fact came up with the name?"
"Must be pretty stupid" Ron mumble the boy next to him laughed again.
Some of the class started to smile as wickedly as the Prof. did, finally understanding what she was up to. The rest of the class let Blin have the honor of shutting the prick with the knowledge of whom he really just insulted.
She stood up again. "The man who invented the name and the concept for The Masters of destruction was the man who also created what you all call witchcraft" The class that understood the joke played on Weasly laughed. He was silent for the remainder of the period.
At the end of the period it seemed as if the only student who wanted to leave was Ron. The class was a great mystery to everyone taking it that didn't grow up with the concept. In a blink of an eye a woman had just changed their lives with only a few pieces of information. And even though the students just met her they knew this was one class that would never be boring.
As Hermoine made her way to the great hall for lunch like the rest of her classmates the new Prof. spoke to her.
"Excuse me Ms., but I didn't catch your name." She said catching up to the curly haired brunet.
"Oh, my name is Hermoine Granger. It's very nice to meet you Professor Fey"
"Very nice to meet you as well. I've been meaning to ask you, who taught you the information you gave in class and how to answer in protocol?"
"Protocol Professor?" She asked confused.
"Yes standing up after a teacher asks you a question and so on as you did in class"
"Oh, um, that would be your assistants."
"Ah, so your Head girl, correct" Hermoine nodded "I knew Dumbledore would someday put someone smart in that position. I just thought I wouldn't be a live to see that day."
Before they knew it they were in front of the doors to the great hall.
"Well Ms. Granger I expect you to take my class seriously and I hope you have fun in it as well." Lunaty opened the doors to a disturbing site.
"Who do you think you are you inconsiderate prick? Saying those things only because of your hurt pride. Have you no shame?" The Prof.'s new assistant roared at the boy who thought something she said was funny.
The boy just looked at her in shock. He never expected just saying those things about Blin would cause the new girl he was trying to impress to almost kill him verbally.
"Have you any idea of what these people out of the class room would do to you if you didn't provoke me first?" she whispered in a venomous tone. Ron's friend Harry Potter laughed at what she just said.
"Do you know who your talking to Kiara? You're talking to the boy-who-lived and his partner in crime. We've battled against the most powerful being on earth and you think you can stop us?" At this statement every Dragon in earshot turned to hear what Kiara was going to shoot back. She wasn't nicknamed the Ice Queen for nothing.
She laughed at them. "So, naïve Potter. Thinking Voldemort is the most powerful being in the universe, do you? Don't make me laugh any harder" Her tone turned icy "Just because we Dragons don't like to meddle in muggle and wizard affairs doesn't mean we can't kick Voldemort's ass. As a matter of fact he's a Dragon himself but we don't help because we rather see the boy- who-blundered try and have to be saved by the real grown ups like Prof. Dumbledore. What you just said is a lie. Even your past is a life. Its true Voldemort killed your parents but he also killed you as well."
Everyone fell silent and all the Professors could do was watch what would unfold.
"And at the brink of your death you were saved by a winged angel who thought you were worth saving and gave you her blood so you would be able to live. And what do you do with the freedom she gave you? Every chance you get you go and get yourself into something you have to be bailed out of" She leaned in so he could hear the last thing she would say to him.
"And do you know what else. The woman who saved you was our empress. Because of you she suffers from what she sees you have become. And I'm pretty sure that any one here who's ever known of the empress hurts to know you cause her pain." She shook her head and sighed. "My uncle was right Grandmother should have left you for dead" She left her see and took her goblet.
"I propose a toast. To the empress!" She took her drink and stormed out looking at Dumbledore and Lunaty as if testing them to contradict what she had just said to the boy-who-lived-a-lie.
What she didn't see was that all of the Dragons behind her made a gesture and whispered the word empress and took a sip of their drinks.
Hermoine looked at the Prof. in shock as she made the gesture as well.
"It's a gesture to those who have been given respect Ms. Granger. Most Dragons know what the empress has done in her time on earth and show respect and gratitude for it." The new Prof. said going to the staff table and sitting down next to Mcgonagle.
"That girl should have points taken from her house." Professor Snape said to the staff. They all nodded in agreement except for the headmaster and Lunaty.
"Why should you take points away from someone who just spoke the truth and only tried to save the reputation of a friend?" She said coolly and getting back to her food.
The hall fell silent in shock, in amusement, or in the facts that were just given and confirmed by a teacher. To most the thing that shocked them the most was how the new girl could do that in that cold chilling voice making her as feared as Voldemort herself with that demeanor.
But that was not Kiara. That was the Ice Queen. That the man who created her sat among them with a smile on his face. If they only knew.