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It was the first day of school and Hermione was entering her seventh year. She and Ron had become Head Boy and Girl. They had both stayed at Hogwarts during the summer, same with all the Weasley's and Granger's. Both of there families were near the top of Voldemort's hit list so it was essential that they all stay there to keep safe.
Hermione and Ron were now on the front steps of Hogwarts with their headmaster awaiting the carriages that held the few students that had not stayed at Hogwarts over the summer. Most of them were Slytherin's. As Head Boy and Girl they had no choice but to wait for the carriages. You could not see the carriages over the hill to Hogsmeade yet. They were expected in a half hour.
As Hermione looked over at Dumbledore she noticed he was squinting at something in the distance. She looked in the direction he was looking in and saw 5 dark horses carrying their masters making their way to the front doors. They were coming closer and closer by the second. It was unnaturally fast so they must be magical horses. As they got closer you could see that all the passengers of the horses were wearing dark green cloaks with the hood pulled up to hide their features.
They galloped to the front steps then stopped and got off their horses. Four of the five people stayed in a front line near the horses while one of the strangers came up to the three residents of Hogwarts and took of his hood. The man was extremely handsome with pale skin the seemed to glow in the sunlight. He had long dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes.
"Greetings. May I speak with the err…ruler of this castle?"
The stranger asked in a melodically voice. He seemed uncertain when he said ruler.
"I am the headmaster of this castle,"
Dumbledore stated in an even voice.
"Ahh…excellent! Did you get our note?"
"That was you that sent it?"
"Yes, it was probably vague because one our... informants said that you wizards use mail through owls and owls can get intercepted. I assume I am correct on that assumption?"
"Yes you are. But I don't understand all it said is we are answering your call!"
Dumbledore said in an exasperated voice.
"Well we are. You called and now we are answering."
"What do you mean? Who did we call?"
"Did you or did you not send a messenger requesting help to the Undying Coves?"
"Yes we did. But what does that have to do with everything?"
The man looked at Dumbledore as if he was extremely dim.
"Well we are from the Undying Coves."
Dumbledore looked absolutely hysterical when he heard that statement come from the man's mouth.
"Thank goodness you have arrived. I thought you would never come help since you had not responded in 4 months."
"Yes… well we had to train certain people to come on this mission. Now for introductions, my name is Ratallion. I am the commander of these four men that will be staying here at Hogwarts to act as missionaries. I am also a mendatic High Elf. There are 2 types of High Elves mendatic and requatic. Mendatic High Elves have the ability of the mind. We are able to do things with our mind like, mind reading (thoughts and experiences) and moving things through the sheer will power of the mind. Requatic Elves are elementals and elven mages. They deal with the elements and the elven magic. Other immortals are werewolves with extreme strength and vampires that are Mages. Mages you will probably know are people with the ability to do wandless magic. Still with me?"
Ratallion asked at the three stunned faces he was getting. They all looked like theirs jaws were going to hit the stone steps. He continued when they nodded.
"Now Theyolin," One of the four cloaked men stepped up beside Ratallion, "Is a Mendatic High Elf like me," Theyolin removed his hood to reveal a young man with light shoulder length blond hair. His face wasn't chiselled like Ratallion but you could tell his body was. He had bright hazel eyes.
Ratallion introduced Rendrabla who was a vampire with extremely pale skin that looked white. He had shoulder length blackest black hair that matched his black eyes. He seemed to be examining the three residents closely like they were going to jump out at him any minute. Next Ratallion introduced Cayan who looked like a normal person but was really a werewolf. He had a chiselled face and body with dark brown eyes. He also had light brown hair that also reached his shoulder. He sort of had a rough look to him that made you not want to mess with him. Ratallion seemed to pause before introducing the last member.
"This is Arlewenton. He is a Requatic High Elf." Arlewenton stepped forward and released his hood. He had shoulder length raven black hair that flipped out so it looked like it was about mid-ear length. He had a chiselled face with bright jade eyes. Hermione thought he looked like someone she knew but quickly dismissed it when she saw his body. He looked like he was the fit one there. She also noticed that he refused to meet none of their gazes like the rest of them did. She was brought out of her daze by Ratallion speaking.
"All immortals are trained swordsmen and archers. But I will leave their secrets to themselves. Now I must be going soon to report to the council of immortals. We heard through an informant that Hogwarts has four different houses. So each of these men can be sorted into their respected houses if you wish. They each have different personalities so I can be sure they will be sorted differently. I will be leaving Arlewenton in charge so feel free to ask him any questions in my wake."
Ratallion got a wide eyed look from Arlewenton that was quickly silenced with a glare.
"Yes, thank you for your generosity. We greatly accept it. You can start your travels now,"
Dumbledore said in a calm voice that was so different from his hysteric voice earlier that it caught Hermione off guard. Ratallion did a shirt bow to the headmaster and turned around to go to his horse and get on his way. Hermione say the warning glance Ratallion shot Arlewenton on his way out and she wondered why.
"We will leave your horses in the care of our games keeper that is quite suitable at taking care of them. Now come to my office to be sorted into your houses. Hermione and Ron I assume you can handle the students coming in so you can do it by yourselves. Follow me."
Dumbledore stated. All four of the immortals followed Dumbledore through the front and out of site leaving Ron and Hermione by themselves waiting.
Arlewenton silently fumed on his way to the headmaster's office. He knew the way there of course, he just couldn't let Dumbledore know that. He couldn't believe that Ratallion made him come on this mission. He knew his history. How could he make Arlewenton do this when he knew that Harry was deeply petrified of the people here recognizing him.
Just to top that all off as soon as he gets here he sees the two people he least wanted to see waiting at the top steps. Ron and Hermione. Why did life have to be so complicated? Couldn't fate have thrown him a bone here and not let them be there with Dumbledore? Hot pain had shot through him when he first laid eyes on them. It was like the time he had seen them snogging. Bad memories were making there way up to his head.
He could see the concerned looks his best friends kept shooting him. They could probably feel the rage and pain emanating themselves off Arlewenton.
As they made there way through Hogwarts, Arlewenton turned on his aura scanning eyes to look at the magic properties of Hogwarts. Hogwarts was practically pulsing a bright white light. When they made there way to the gargoyle that signalled the headmaster's office, he could see the magical password spelled out in front of the gargoyle and saw that it was 'Cheeky Treaties'. Hm…Arlewenton thought must be a new candy.
They made their way up the winding staircase to the office. He tried to look amazed at all this like his friends but was barely able to. He had been here too many times. When they got in the door that held the office he barely recognized it. The whole office was filled with papers and objects of all sorts of things. Dumbledore conjured up four cushy seats for them to sit in, which they did. Dumbledore then went to the top of his shelf where the hat was sitting and took it down to place on their heads. Starting from the right, which coincidentally was Arlewenton. He groaned inwardly at his luck. He was just lucky that the hat talked inside the persons head. Dumbledore placed it on his head then stepped back to wait.
"Mr. Potter? Well, well, well… it seems you didn't really die! Wow a High Elf now quite impressive. I always thought you were meant for great things,"
That hat said inside his head.
"Thanks, I know this is kind of weird but can you play along with it and not tell Dumbledore who I am. Also sort me into the house I am most fitted for,"
Arlewenton requested.
"As you wish young Arlewenton,"
Harry heard a smirk in the hats voice when he said that. The hat took a moment to place Arlewenton before screaming out:
"GRYFFINDOR!"
He froze when the hat said that. This can't be! How can he be placed in the same house as the two people who betrayed him? God this was the worst day ever.
Arlewenton listened as the hat announced that Theyolin was Ravenclaw, Rendrabla was Slytherin, and Cayan was Hufflepuff.
Dumbledore put the hat back and spoke:
"Now that you have been placed I have a few requests to be met while you are here. You will follow one seventh year student to their classes each day. It could be the same person each day or different people. Although you don't have to do any of their work or studies. You will sleep in your house, eating with your house, and being every part of that house you are in as the next person. The students are your equals. You have no more power than they do, rule wise. Although you might fight along with the teachers in attacks but the students don't. I will assign someone to guide you to your dormitories. Excuse me I will be back in a moment."
With that Dumbledore left the room leaving the four immortals alone.
"Did you hear those rules? I feel like I'm back in training."
Cayan said exasperated.
"We are back in training. Their training. I guess it is acceptable that we must act as they do because we are in training with them. I guess it could be worse"
Spoke the ever logical Theyolin.
"How are you doing Arlewenton?"
Rendrabla asked concernedly.
"My life is shit,"
Was the only answer he got. They all stayed silent after that.
After about 15 minutes Dumbledore came back and shot them a quizzical look at their lack of conversation.
"There are 4 people waiting outside my office waiting to escort you. Everyone in the school knows what you are and who you are. The 4 people know which one of you belong in their house so they will come to you. You are to sleep in the seventh year boy dormitory. They will explain to you any questions you have. Dinner has been finished and I'm sure you are all tired. Good night."
The four of them made there way down the stairs and out the door. Just my luck Harry thought as he saw Ron standing there waiting for him. Ron walked up to him and said:
"Hello my name is Ron. I'm Head boy; I'll be escorting to your dormitory and answering your questions. Follow me."
With that he started walking off, Arlewenton right beside him.
"So you like it here?"
Ron asked.
"It's ok, I guess. I haven't really been here long. How about you?"
Harry asked, forcing himself to make small talk with his ex-best friend.
"I like it here. With all my friends here and stuff. Although it does get sort of cramped with all the people here seeking safety from you-know-who."
"You-know-who? Oh! Voldemort you mean?"
Arlewenton asked seemingly innocent. He continued at Ron's nod.
"Why do you fear speaking his name?"
"It is the fear behind his name. He has done many horrible things making people afraid to say his name. I have grown up like this so I don't know many people who actually say his name."
"It is only a word with a few syllables though."
"You wouldn't understand the horrors he has done."
"I have many horrors behind me and still with me that haunt me constantly. More than you would ever imagine. Though I do not cower in fear when I hear a word. Words may hurt but you must not fear them. If you fear them, then you will not win this war. You are giving Voldemort by not saying his name."
"You don't understand our fate. Our world is doomed."
"Ahh…yes this is about the prophesized one is it not? You are disrespecting his memory but not fighting with all your will. You should always have hope. Fate has lots of twists and turns."
They had arrived at the common room portrait.
"The password is 'Hope'. All you have to do is say it to this portrait and you will let in."
With that said they walked into the common room. As soon as they were through the threshold all talking and movement seized and stared at Arlewenton. Felling uncomfortable Arlewenton asked:
"Which staircase leads to the male dormitory?"
"The left one. The door at the top of the stairs labelled seventh years will be your room. Your stuff should be on your bed so you'll know."
Arlewenton practically ran up the stairs taking 2 at a time. When he reached the door and opened it he noticed his bed immediately with all his equipment and clothes on it. He quickly put it all into the trunk at the end of the bed and placed a secure elven locking charm on it. Then climbed into bed shut the curtains around his bed with an elven sticking charm and laid down staring at the ceiling till he heard all his roommates come in and drift off to sleep.
Ha! Yes I did it! Muahahaha! 2 Stories I night! God I'm tired…yawn. I think it was shorter than my first few stories but oh well. They will be getting longer. Well nothing to report in the same night here. Thank you for all the reviews my reviewers. Just to let you know mean reviews really put me in a bad mood. So…don't give them! Thankz luv ya!
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