[The Hufflepuff Hero
Alot of our readers, and my colleagues, at daily prophet were shocked by the news last week, this reporter has felt the need to satisfy the urge to know more about a new hero, who have appeared among this years first years.
The student in question, is no one but one Severus Taddeus Prince - Snape. An assumed half blood until now, but my vigorous research has gave me a theory that our young hero, might have a squib father and therefore not a half blood at all.
The tall, charming and extremely good looking young man is sorted into Hufflepuff, no doubt by force of some authority figures, since why a handsome, well bred, intelligent man will be sorted into that house?
Now dear reader, I have no prededjus against those who are in badgers house, but this particular young man, has shown an amazing talent in all his courses, proved to be extra ordinary in charms and potions and also was selected as youngest seeker of the century. Clearly a genius.
Also the young dear, has connected with powerful pure bloods such as Bones, Prewatt and Long bottoms upon arrival. Which sounds so conning and speaks of his resourcefulness.
So we must question that, why not the house of Ravens, or noble house of Slytherin?
Also Mister Snape, in his first game, has manged to both catch the snitch, cast a powerful protego over his allies, a seventh year Miss Bones and a First year Mr Longbottom, which is certainly heroic enough to gave him a seat at Gryff table.
Has the steamed headmaster felt threatened by him, who has earned the title of Merlin incarnated at his first lesson, so he made him a puff so he remains unimportant?
These are serious questions, dear readers, are they not? ]
Albus put the article away. And sipped his tea.
Minerva was pacing like mad, and Pomona was about to go and strangle the women, one Rita Skeeter who was a Raven many years ago.
: tall! Fucking tall! He is a tiny button! If he was not sorted, I would have mistook him for a sibling of one of my puffs, and how dare she question his place? That bitch spread rumors like whores of knock turn spread their...
Minerva coughed, hard, face like tomato.
: Pomona, dear, that language... Is...
"fuck my language from behind!
Albus sighed again. Why she wrote he made the boy a puff, he wondered. And it was laughable, his father was no squib by name of Taddeus. The letters came and came, asked for a resorting of the boy who was still unconscious.
6 days ago, when he cast that spell, he went into shock, Albus had apparted instantly, catching the boy in midair and apparating, while also avoiding using of the boy's depleted magic source, to Saint mangos.
The whole castle was in shambles.
Gryffindors mainly Prewatt twins were pranking Slytherin left right and center. Because they clearly believed it was their fault.
Hufflepuff acted like it had lost a son, in mourning mood. Raven laws were debating, and sometimes fighting over Snape, whether he was a more Raven or a Gryff.
And his teachers were cursing worst than sailors. Some of the things that came out of Pomona's mouth, were so vile that made Albus blush like a teen.
He had attempted to send owls to boys parents, but both owls he sent did not came back. He was too busy to go there himself and Pomona was so distraught she had splinched herself, twice.
If he was not awake by another two days, he had to go himself...
Charity and Frank were like headless chickens. It was about a week, and still no sound of Severus.
Charity had fed and cared for Ugly duck of Sev, but did not attempeted to hug it, as the bird was quite vicious in her biting.
Frank always kept to himself, and neither the twins or headgirl could coax him to share more than a smile or so. Prewatts were quite too, serious and seemed more dangerous, unhinged. Bones kept trying to stay in role, be the perfect role model, but she often wondered what would have happend if...
Lily sometimes came too, she shared some stories about Severus and herself, funny ones mostly. About When Severus had put a frog onthe head of Some man who had kicked an earless crippled dog, for no reason. Or when he had taught her about the joys of origami, and his magic made one of the papermade birds fly.
It was morning of seventh day, when Charity had an idea.
"Let's go to professor of creatures!"
Frank, while lazingly playing with his breakfast, said" and to do what exactly?"
"To know about the ugly duckling of Sev! May be he knows what exactly it is, or how we can care for it better, make it healthier, or even if it is a he or she!"
Frank just shrugged.
"When Sev comes, he would like his ugly duck to be at his...er..her? Best biting and glaring!Sev...
Frank stood up, and the chair he was sitting on fell backwards.
"Are you that simple or do you really lack the power to think! We are wixen, a cold takes half a day for us to get OK, a broken leg, a night in school and with a mediwitch.it is not considered enough big to call for parents even! He has been there for what, almost a week! And in Saint fucking mugos, and with sodding best healers that Bones and Longbottom's could get. Do you think he will get back in one piece, just because you care for a naked ugly abnormality! At best He maybe gone senile as his core might have snapped due to pressure of spell. The spell, it was meant for 15 and 16 years old. Not a first year!
Then he added softly, the tiniest firsty...all because I faucking had to sit in front row, like a damn spiled brat...
Then he ran out of hall, in tears.
Charity sat there, and hid behind her bowl of porridge. Silently weeping herself too.
When Charity left the dining table, she passed from the crowds of people, who were chatting, most likely about Severus and what prophet had printed. She was simple, yes, a simpleton she was not. What that stupid thing implied, that no halfblood could manage such feats and that he did not belong with Hufflepuffs. She thought if he would take the chance and leave her and Frank, because headgirl would be gone next year. And he could go be there with Marlene, the silent not hugger who was a genius in artimancy, or Lily who was a funny witty beauty and her laugh did not sound like a banshee,and he had prewatts there too, excellent pranksters who would be there next year.
She thought that she maybe was a jealous harpy who was thinking about this things while Sev...
She was thinking about this topics when she stepped on some one's hand.
"OUCH! WHAT THE HELL!"
she bites her lips and shoved the chic into her pocket, the chic protested abit, but was wise enough not to haggle with a panicky badger.
The boy was a handsome blond, if abit haggered and looked familier.
Charity remembered him. The third sodding marauder!
"You bully sod! Get outta m'way!"
The boy was shy, he hung his head low, said a low sorry and was about to go.
(Charity felt bad, he was like Sev when Lily was hurting him with his words, he hid it well, but not too much, not from Charity. So Charity came up with hugging thingy, cause he looked so sad and lonely and lost. At first he seemed to be shocked, not used to hugs, and it made Charity sadder. She made up hug days and occasions and hugged him as much as she could.)
"Wait!"
The boy stopped.
"Why do you hang on with those two?you don't seem like a bad guy"
"They are my friends, and they are not that bad. Once you know them, just abit eccentric."
" They hurt Sev! With that plant thingy!"
" They are kids!they did not wanted to..."
" he is a kid too! And he said it was dangerous!"
"Let's agree to disagree and ... look, I will just go ."
Charity sighed, he was like a lost poppy who needed a protector.may be she could help him leave those thugs?
"You know where we can find teacher for creatures and stuff?"
"Yeah, what for?"
Charity smirked"see this little duckling...
Remus, and Charity went to professor Kettleborn , a middle age wizard with a false leg, who had a short beard.
His office was warm and inviting, and he served them Erl Grey and biscuits. Then smiled and asked them of their goal to visit him, as first years usually did not go and see him.
" you see sir, we...er..sev...I mean Snape found this chic thingy and...I dunno, I maybe wanted to care for it for him and I ...wanted to be sure to take good care of it?"
Then removed the ugly duckling and put it in front of him, at the desk.
Kettleborn eyes widened like two saucers. And stood up and his hands went to his mouth.
"Merlin and Morgana..is the boy really Merlin's..
And started weeping.
Remus and Charity were confused and felt awkward. Why was the guy acting like this?
Then at the drop of a hat, the guy ran away.
(How the shit that happend? He had not apparated, as he could not in Hogwart's ground, how a guy with a wooden leg could go that fucking fast?)
Then he appeared again, with a giant book and started saying nonesense, mostly to himself.
" my...my...the boy is a prince! Really persian!of course he would find such a thing!"
"Please professor, can you...
He turned the book to them:
Phoenix
Phoenix is a powerful, giant, supernatural, bird that has been a lasting mythological icon for millennia, and has existed in many cultures. It is a bird with brightly colored plumage and with size of an eagle, or an ostrich. After a long life, dies in a fire of its own making only to rise again from its own ashes. It is also, the represents of death and rebirth .
This mythical, sacred fire-bird symbolizes rebirth, immortality, and renewal in the mythologies of the Arabian, Persian, Greek, Roman, Egyptian, Chinese, Turkish, Indian and Phoenician people.
The Phoenix is described as birds with colorful plumage and a tail of gold and scarlet, yet according to some legends, other colors decorate this beautiful bird. They have a 500-1,461-year life-cycle. Near the end of its life, a Phoenix will build itself a nest of twigs, herbs, and/or whole trees that it then ignites; both nest and bird burn until merely ashes are left, from which a new, young phoenix or phoenix egg arises, reborn to live again.
Abilities
Phoenixes are amongst the strongest and most durable of supernatural creatures. They are quite powerful and almost impossible to kill.
a Phoenix can incinerate anyone/anything with a single touch. Their ability is so strong, they can reduce a whole man to ashes in seconds. This ability is similar to an angel's smiting.
Superhuman Speed - A Phoenix is the fastest creature to exist. A Phoenix can move way above the speed of light.
Pyrokinesis - Has control over all fire.
Hell-Fire/Holy-Fire - Can summon and use hellfire/holy-fire as a weapon and a defense
Immortality - Phoenixes are immortal, they will not permanently die from aging or natural causes.
Invulnerability - Phoenixes are nigh-invulnerable. They can take repeated shots in the chest and not even react, and can even be reborn after absorbing a killing curse. However, significant force, such as being hanged can knock them out for a while.
Superhuman Strength - Phoenixes are incredibly strong; capable of effortlessly lifting a great weight with their tails, such as being able to fly up a long distance with a handful of people holding on to its tail. They have also said to have a human form.
Healing Factor - The most startling of the Phoenix's abilities is its ability to regenerate itself. They can heal/regenerate from any and all non-fatal injuries.
Pyroportation - Phoenixes can disappear and reappear at will in bursts of flames and take whoever is holding them along.
Chronokinesis - Phoenixes can control time.
Shapeshifting - Phoenixes can take a human form to conceal their true form, which is that of a giant bird.
Types of Phoenix
Bennu
Fenghuang
Firebird
Huma
"Look at Huma!"The professor said.
So They looked.
Simurgh (/sɪˈmɜːrɡ/; Persian: سیمرغ, also spelled simorgh, is a benevolent, mythical bird in Persian mythology and literature. It is sometimes equated with other mythological birds such as the phoenix (Persian: ققنوس quqnūs) and the humā (Persian: هما)
Its Sanskrit śyenaḥ (श्येनः) "raptor, eagle, bird of prey", which also appears as a divine figure.On the other hand, the phrase sī murğ (سی مرغ) means "thirty birds" in Persian; this has been used by Attar of Nishapur in his symbolic story of The Conference of the Birds, the frame story of which employs a play on the name . The story talks about when all birds gathered to find a savior, as they were in real danger from birds of prey.
A group was formed to search for a savior, the one bird called Simurgh. But one by one, the group lessend. Finally there were only 30 who remained.
Those 30, United, and become one, a Simurgh. Unity in community and community in unity.
(30 in Persian is called Si, and murgh is bids)
Remus scratched his head"so this is not a ugly duck?"
Kettleborn chuckeld" it most certainly is not, it is a kind of Phoenix found in Persia, and extremely rare and expensive. Called Huma, and a female. It is the most powerful of the Phoenixes and it never ever chooses a master, only a companion. And that companion she chooses, she is extremely loyal too, and protects him at all cost. It can also talk, with that chosen one, and only her chosen one"
Charity wondered if Severus was really a chosen one and Merlin back in flesh, too.