Harry Potter and the Amulet of NaRuin
By JaBootiekins
Chapter 5
History of the Amulet
The light filtering in through the small window in the room slowly awoke Harry. It took him several moments to realize all that had gone on the day before. He instantly delved into his mind. Burrowing in the largest sofa in his Library Harry placed the large red folder that contained the events of the previous evening in front of him. With great trepidation he lifted the thick cardstock open. Instantly Harry became a witness to his own memories.
It was an odd feeling being in your own memories. It was so much different than being in the pensive where you are merely along for the ride. In this file of sorts Harry had the power to slow down, pause and fast forward the events that were unfolding before him. He could not go anywhere out of his eyesight at the time but he could examine things that, at the time he had not realized where happening.
By far the oddest thing he had done was to visit a memory created within a memory. It was difficult enough to watch yourself, but to watch yourself watching yourself was beyond baffling.
Harry knew that he was avoiding the reason he was here secluded in his own mind. With a heavy sigh Harry continued to observe his cousins confession and all that had happened thereafter.
"The Amulet of NaRuin has been passed down since the beginning of time. It has only since its birth been used once. The Father Seth used the amulet to banish Mother Analese.
Analese tempted by the darkness let her heart be twisted and deformed till she was no longer the being she once was. Seth tried to tear his love, Analese from her path of destruction but failed.
During her reign many perished. Wizards feared her. Muggles fled into the mountains and hid their face from the sun trying to out run her. Analese wanted to have absolute rule of the world and she came very close.
Seth not wanting to kill the one who held his heart devised a way to call upon the amulet. It took him many years but he devised a plan. No one is sure about how it happened but in the span of one moon Analese was no more. Seth stood victorious with nothing in his possession but the amulet of NaRuin, burning bright red in his hands that where scared with was to become the symbol of the Protectors.
Seth then made sure that such darkness would never descend upon the world again. He bound the blood of Analese, for when she turned from the light and from Seth she bore many children to secure power. Analese was thus made Mother of the Guardians; those that stand to protect the amulet. Seth then bound his blood as well, for after Analeses' defeat he was the father of many. He became the Father of the Protectors, those that wield the Amulet.
The amulet can only be used by the Protectors and passed on by the Guardians. In this way Seth made sure that no one person could have the full power of the amulet.
The amulet is now passed onto you Protector, Harry James Black Potter, of the line of Seth Garret De Arman Godwin. Use it, as you must. Return it when all is done and the light is secure once more."
Joslurhen had taken on an even more glazed look than that which was a side effect of the Veritaserum, as she spewed forth the history of the amulet of NaRuin.
She slowly crept up to Harry. On bended knee she held the Amulet out with both hands supporting the amulet and chain. The deep red of the amulets stone seemed to dance and stir calling to Harry to accept it. Without thought Harry reached out and took the strange stone in both hands.
Even in the memory Harry's body could recall the all-consuming pain that came next. As soon as the amulet was firmly in his hands Harry felt a wave of warmth followed by the slightly tickling feeling of razors lightly dancing across his skin. They quickly became more biting and turned into the familiar feeling of metal dragging through his flesh and bone. Wormtail taught this feeling to Harry the night that Voldermort was reborn. Only this was much worse.
The tips were blunt and tearing and carved trenches in intricate patterns over the entirety of Harry's body. The patterns of carnage were flowing out from his palms that were still clenched tightly around the amulet.
In a flash of blinding light Harry was transported or so he had thought at the time. Harry stood in the middle of a vast wasteland. Scorched hard red clay spread out in every direction for as far as the eye could see, craters of varying width and depth where the only attributes of this eerily silent plane of existence.
A large figure stood before Harry. He was cloaked in a shade of red that rivaled even the amulet of NaRuin. His black hair had an unruly look about it that reminded Harry of his own. The only difference was that the man's hair was long and tied back in a loose ponytail at the nape of his neck.
In fact the man looked exactly like Harry at a glance. What set them apart was the way the man carried himself and his eyes were a startling shade of blue. Unlike Dumbledore's pale shade of blue this man's eyes where the shade sapphires.
The man appraised Harry, his eyes peering into Harry as if he could see into Harry's soul. After what felt to be an eternity the man closed the short distance between himself and Harry. Harry was rooted to the spot and could not force his body to even flinch as the man's hands clutched the both of Harry's.
In a soft strong voice that one would not have expected from such a man he spoke, "I have seen what lies before you and what lies within your heart. I approve. Go in peace and with love in your heart that you may return form the battle victorious."
If Harry had not already passed out on the floor on number twelve Grimmauld Palace he would have screamed out loud from the pain that coursed through his body as the man released his hands.
Harry ran through this memory many times. He concentrated on the reactions of each of those present. They were mostly in shock at Joslurhen's words. Harry thought that the look of utter disbelief on Hermione's face was priceless.
Joslurhen's actions intrigued Harry, after she released the amulet she collapsed. For a while she lay motionless on the floor everyone else so concerned about Harry that no one noticed her prone figure. When she opened her eyes they were filled with fear. Her gazed fixed on Harry and she gently bite her bottom lip.
The amulet of NaRuin that Ron was disparately trying to dislodge from Harry's death grip pulsated gently. When Harry sat bolt upright she visibly slumped. She then informed everyone that Harry was all right and told Ron to take Harry to his room and to let him rest.
Harry could tell that even with the Veritaserum his friends were still weary of Joslurhen. It didn't help matters any that she had given him a rock that made him writhe in pain and pass out. Harry would have to talk to them. He was not entirely sure of how he felt but he was going to stick by his decision that she was worth the risk.
A gentle tug on Harry's shoulder made Harry come out of his library. Ginny sat smiling at him. A smile spread across Harry's face, he had almost forgot that today was his birthday.
Joslurhen appeared as if nothing had happened. She sat in the kitchen as the sun rose as she always did. She liked the quiet of the hour before dawn it was the only time during the day that she could get lost in her own thoughts.
The soft noises that old houses make were the only sounds to be heard. Joslurhen sipped her tea and contemplated how she felt when she had received the amulet. Painful was a pale word in comparison to the way she had felt. Time may have dulled the memory of her pain but the fact that she had endured the passing when she was only one did tend to make her first memory stay fresh.
It was the way of the Guardians to pass on the amulet on the first birthday of the first-born child. She was told that the pain of the passing was from Mother Analese. It was a way to make the Guardian strong and dedicated. Joslurhen remembered the first time she visited the wasteland and met her ancestor.
Analese was quite the sight to see. Her flame red hair ran in torrents down to the ground. Her eyes were an unnatural purple almost black color. Her fingers twisted into talons. She never blinked and her skin had the appearance of a corpse. The most disturbing thing about Analese were the chains that barely held her out of reach. She strained against them as she had from the day she was banished, the thought of those chains breaking terrified Joslurhen. To say that Analese was the inspiration of nightmares was like saying the Atlantic Ocean was a large puddle.
The Protector's were supposed to meet Father Seth Joslurhen thought at least he might not look as scary. Then again if the Father did not approve of the Protector or of his mission he would strip the Protector and Guardian of both their magic and their blood rights until the amulet was passed on to the next Guardian.
Joslurhen was not truly worried that Harry would not be accepted but one could not be too careful. Joslurhen was foolish to have conceded to Moody's plan to gain Harry's trust and the trust of his friends. At the time she had thought it the only way to stay close to Harry.
Joslurhen should have considered that the amulet might be discovered. She was just relieved that all had gone well and that she didn't have to put up with carrying the amulet anymore. Harry would soon find out all the side effects that the amulet caused.
Ron sat across from Hermione in the only place where they were not likely to be walked in on, the attic. The cobwebs were swept away with a quick spell from Hermione. Ron hated the thought that there were spiders up here. Hermione had cast a spell to make sure that none would come close. Ron loved that she knew such spells. He would have to have her teach them to him later. For now they had more important matters to discuss, like the amulet of NaRuin.
Ginny was sent to run interference by occupying Harry. It was his birthday after all. Ron was still a little unsettled by the information that Ginny had let slip. He had no idea that Harry had been spending that much time with his baby sister. Ginny was an easy person to talk to and Ron found that she was the only one that he could talk to about stuff that really bothered him. His other siblings would make fun of him or belittle him. Ginny would listen and not pass judgment.
Ron was surprised that he did not feel the normal big brother protectiveness that he usually did when he found out that Ginny was spending any amount of time with a member of the opposite sex. Ron actually felt jealous and a bit giddy. He had always hoped that Harry would fall for Ginny. Ron could think of nothing better than to have his best mate as his only brother-in-law. But, Ron didn't understand why he was jealous of the new relationship between his best mate and sister.
Hermione started to talk and all of Ron's thoughts turned to the situation at hand.