A/N: I'm sorry if you guys are a bit confused about the story so far, but it's meant to be that way. It will all come together in later chapters. I know the chapters seem slow, but I don't want to rush everything at once, I want to let time pass, to have Draco and Ginny get together without just having them suddenly realize that they were meant for each other, cause that's too unrealistic. But I am going to throw some more clues and stuff in. In this chapter you are briefly introduced to Gavin's past, in later chapters he will specify a bit more, but this will be about how he came to Hogwarts and why he's out for revenge. I hope you enjoy. And sorry for the delay!
~Kandimoon
Chapter Twelve
The night crept further and further as Gavin lay awake in his dorm the night of the Halloween Ball. His faithful friend and familiar, his golden hawk Hermes, resting peacefully in his perch beside his four-poster bed.
"Damn that Malfoy prick. He suspects something." Gavin spoke to his trusting animal. Hermes looked at him wearily, as if wanting to comment but not having the ability to. Instead he ruffled his feathers with his sharp beak and then glanced back to his master, as if urging him to continue.
"He thinks something's up with that Granger girl. I don't even know what is wrong and yet now he thinks he has leverage over me. The girl interests me: her mind and her power, nothing more, it can never be anything more. I know my mission and after it is completed I will leave, I can't let her or myself become to emotionally attached, nothing will come of it but pain in the end."
He wished things could be different, but he knew too much of life to belief in foolish dreams. Life had taught him that all good things come to an end, and that life could only promise pain. He lived a hard life; he was bred to for revenge, for that is how his cousin raised him. He witnessed the evilness, he witnessed death, and he knew he would have to join in the killing in the future; it was his destiny.
Gavin closed the curtains around his bed to warn his roommates that he was not to be disturbed for the night. He closed his eyes and succumbed to the painful memories of his past, for that was all he could dream about these days. He was young, so young when the pain first came, but his cousin filled in what she knew of his mother's story and kept his memories vivid and alive, so as not to forget his mission in the future.
Skye Thomas was a 6th year Ravenclaw when the infamous Marauders were in their 7th year attendance at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. During that year Lord Voldemort rose into power and was gathering followers from every house, though most of them came from Slytherin House. She was to have rumored to have been dating someone from 7th year Slytherin, but no one could tell him the man's name.
She left school mid-year of her own 7th year while pregnant with him.
Gavin never knew the true story of his father, no one could tell him if it was the man she was rumored to have been dating or if she had a lover after he left, or if it was something else…all he knew was that his father was out of the picture and his mother flew from England to escape someone, or something…
He didn't remember much of her; he knew she had blonde hair and amber colored eyes the same shade as his own. His dark hair, however, and lean build was supposedly his fathers since his mother was rather short and curvy. She always smelled of vanilla and each night as she tucked him to sleep she would sing a lullabye, something sad and mournful, but very beautiful, she had a very beautiful voice that still haunted him every night.
She still used magic when the need arose, though she was still an underage witch, which was why she had to conceal herself with charms each day and move locations every few weeks. Though in truth the States were fairly safe to hide because of the youthfulness of the American wizardry. The only school, located in Salem no less, was only about 300 years old compared to the 1000 year old Hogwarts. Nevertheless no place on Earth was truly safe and eventually Voldemorts Death Eaters found them in the dead of night…
She still had her charms on her, her blonde hair now a warm brown and eyes charmed a dull hazel so as to fit in with everyone else around them. But they came and they found them anyway…
He remembered the pride in her stance, though her eyes were filled with fear deep down; sometimes he swore he could read her very soul, maybe it was just the mother/son bond, maybe it was the power of the Goddesses, maybe he was just good at reading emotions…
She stood proud, her small frame placed protectively before her son, whom she placed strong protection wards around so they couldn't harm him. She knew they wouldn't harm him, they knew what he was, who he was, that was why they were there anyway…
Two of them, only two, dressed in black cloaks and hideous silver masks. She didn't back down, it was as if she knew her destiny was to die, she barely even tried to protect herself, like she didn't even care.
He watched them curse and hex her, demanding her to hand over him, but she was smart in placing an invisibility spell over Gavin and she knew they couldn't see him, even if he was only behind her. She may have been a drop-out, but she was still a very intelligent witch for her age.
"Where is the boy!" The one with blonde hair shouted rather loudly.
"I don't have a son, I don't know who you are but you better leave before I call the cops." She faked innocence, like she was a common Muggle out for a night stroll.
"Liar!" He threw a strong curse and he was forced to watch his mother squirm painfully to the ground, but she didn't scream, or cry, she just collapsed.
"Finish her and meet me back at the base." The blonde one shouted to his dark haired companion.
"Avada Kedavra." He watched in horror as his mother took her last breath.
He didn't remember how he was rescued. He was still very young, but he remembered his mother's cousin coming by hours later and picking him up, by then the invisibility charm wore off. The lady's name was Aryanna, she was a witch in her early thirties. She was nearby and heard of the attack, immediately she claimed him as her own and as he grew up she kept his memories of that night alive, using a charm to extract them from his mind so she could see and understand what happened. She taught him every curse and hex alive, and after he mastered those she taught him how the Muggle's use self-defense without magic.
He was four when she found out the truth of his heritage. She found her cousin's diary in the mess of stuff she left behind and read over it. With two years of intense study she found out about the power of the four goddesses and recognized her cousin's child to be the descendant of the Goddess Air. She fine tuned his powers once he was old enough to understand and comprehend them, and when he left to attend the Salem School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he was years ahead of everyone in his class.
She died the day Voldemort regained full power.
He was away at school, now entering his fifth year, when he heard the news. Her body was found by two Muggles, they claimed she died of a heart attack, but he knew better. Avada Kedavra stops your heartbeat once the green light touches skin; she was killed by Death Eaters, they finally tracked him down again.
Because of his advancement in years he could afford to take the next two years off to hide, when he emerged right before what would become his 7th year, he decided to go to England and enroll in Hogwarts, he needed to fill in the gaps of his mother's past and in so find out the truth of her death. Aryanna bred him for revenge; he would honor her intentions.
He would have to kill.
Gavin woke up drenched in sweat; the dreams were always the same. The sound of his mother's voice singing him to sleep haunted him, the look in her eyes as he watched her body collapse, the two dark figures walking away disappointed…he remembered everything…
Revenge would be his in time.
She could feel her son becoming more like his father.
Narcissa walked towards the cliffs by the shores of her husband's mansion. In truth she could not claim anything as hers in that house. She was nothing, and he made her into something, for that she should have been grateful.
'And doesn't he remind her everyday about just that?' She thought bitterly to herself.
"I can no longer protect him." She called to the ocean's calming waters. She may not have been able to use the power of the Goddess Water, but she could still feel the power within her, she still felt in tune to her.
"All is not yet lost daughter." A whispering voice responded from the shores. The head of a beautiful blue sea serpent emerged seconds later glance up at the troubled woman.
"I can no longer protect him." Narcissa cried to the creature, wrapping her arms protectively around her waist as if to physically hold herself together.
"He no longer needs your protection, he is watched by another now." The creature responded empathically.
"He is his father's son, there is nothing else I can do for him."
"Go inside and rest, daughter, you are weary. Do not worry about Water, for She protects him, as does another."
"Is there hope for him? All is not lost is it?" she asked, not turning as she walked back towards the large house.
"Daughter, there is always hope."
For the first time in months Narcissa Malfoy truly smiled.
She knew he was behind her, she could sense his thoughts long before she could smell the scent of his rich cologne. She was beginning to get used to sensing when he was near, since lately he's been everywhere.
"It's a quiet night, so dark yet so beautiful." Ginny whispered lightly as she felt his face along her shoulder, she shuddered slightly as she felt his cold lips kiss the skin between shoulder and neck.
"The dark can be quite beautiful in it's own right." He replied huskily.
"But not always bad, it can be good too. The moon and stars shine to remind us in every dark there is a bit of light."
"Reading Muggle quotes again have you?" He sneered slightly, not loosing the smirk she was beginning to adore so dearly.
"It's true though, there is always a light in the dark, even if you can't always see it at first."
"You're an intriguing creature, Fire, so passionate." He whispered in her ear as he turned her around to face him. She glanced up into his silver blue eyes that were so captivating, she could physically feel herself falling…tonight would change everything.
"I hate you Draco Malfoy." He smirked evilly as he bent down to capture her lips with his own.
She was drowning; he was ignited in flames.
"So it begins." A quiet voice exclaimed from the shadows. Green cape hung from her lithe form as she headed unnoticeably to Gryffindor Tower.
A/N: sorry it's not that long but I have four tests this week and I really wanted to post something, even if it's not too much. I'm really trying to work more with this story but it's college crunch time so my time is precious and few. Sorry. Reviews welcomed and appreciated!!!!
~Kandimoon