Hello my lovelies. Here is the next chapter for you.
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"Talk"
'Think'
"Parseltongue"
Chapter 10 – Find the Room to Find Yourself
Harry found the month passing quickly. People were now used to seeing the mixed group his friends were. He still had some trouble with a few people, but Draco took care of the Slytherins and his twins took care of any lion that do and/or say anything they don't like that involves Harry. The Hufflepuffs were nice and friendly to everyone as always, and his Ravens liked him. Since he took over as king of the Ravens he had made sure to sit in the common room for a minimum of an hour so his nest mates could interact with him freely. Harry couldn't have been happier about how this school year was going. Though the real test was about to happen today. All four houses have Potions together for two blocks that day. Dumbledore did that to improve house unity but Harry was sure it was to just drive the houses apart. Harry watch as Neville pushed his eggs around on his plate looking sick.
"Neville, it won't be that bad." Hermione tried to console the poor boy.
Neville shook his head, letting it drop into his free hand. "Hermione, Snape hates me. I'm not good at Potions anyway but Snape just terrifies me. I'll blow up my cauldron and I'll be yelled at."
"We'll prank him if you want." Fred looked gleeful at the idea of pranking the notorious dungeon bat.
"Yes, we have a prank or two we have wanted to try out for a while now." George agreed. Hermione was about to start lecturing them and Draco looked like he wanted to hex them for thinking of doing such a thing to his godfather.
"No my twins," Harry told them. They told him that they liked being called that so when he spoke to them he added it. The twins pouted at him but he ignored them, turning to the boy across from him. "Neville, you can sit next to me. I'll make sure you don't blow up your cauldron."
Neville gave a minute of thought before agreeing. The conversation soon moved to where they were all going to meet on the weekends as they still hadn't found a room to make their own. Breakfast ended, leaving the twins to go to their own classes while Harry, Draco, Neville, and Hermione went to the dungeons.
The hallway was full of first years. Slytherins stood to one side with Ravenclaw, making Harry lightly smile. The Hufflepuffs were mixed between all the houses but Gryffindor stood opposite of the Slytherin. Harry and the others went to stand in the middle to keep fights down. It didn't work.
"Potter how could you betray us all by being friends with snakes!" Harry gave a sigh hearing Ronald yell, pushing to the front of the Gryffindors.
"His name, Weasley, is Evans. If you are going to open your mouth to speak to someone get their name right." Hermione hated that boy. Harry has heard her complain about him multiple times.
"Hermione, ignore him. He's not worth your time or energy." Harry was feeling one of his cruel streaks come on but pushed it down to a lower level of hurtful. "Mindless apes like him are not known to do more than piss and shit themselves. He will never be able to function like us normal, civilized, beings."
Harry ignored the shocked looks he received for his language. Snape was standing behind a group of Hufflepuffs blocking the way to the classroom door. "Mr. Evans, 20 points for language and detention with me after lunch."
"Yes sir." Harry didn't care. That boy was going to learn that he wasn't going to be judged by a stranger without consequences. If Ronald wanted to hate him then he was going to give that boy a reason to hate him. Harry followed the rest of the students into the classroom. He took a seat in the middle with Neville. Draco and Hermione sat in front of them. Snape told them the potion they were making, forgetfulness potion. He spent the first block lecturing about the different uses of the potion and the proper way to prepare the ingredients. The second block he felt that the class had enough information to make it he pointed to the directions on the board, and told them to partner up to start.
Harry gathered the ingredients. Neville put the cauldron on the fire. Harry was in charge of preparing the ingredients while Neville was in charge of adding them at the right time and stirring. Ten minutes into the potion making a purple gas began billowing out of a cauldron in the back. Harry turned to see Weasley and his partner's cauldron was the source. Harry held back a chuckle at the mess the cauldron became as it melted all over the desk. Snape was quick to hand out detentions, insults, and take points.
Harry spent the class helping Neville understand what ingredients were to be put in when and why. He kept track of what way Neville stirred and how many times. The end product wasn't perfect but the potion was still done well. It would be able to be used. Neville wouldn't stop smiling. Hermione hugged Neville's arm to her as they walked behind Harry and Draco. The Great Hall was mostly filled as the first years came in. The twins waved them over from their spot at the Hufflepuff table. They latched onto Neville when he sat between them leaving Hermione on the other side with Harry and Draco.
"How was Potions Neville?" Fred asked as he put a hamburger on Harry's plate.
"Yes, do we need to do something to the bat? We will Neville, just give us the word." George was putting a large helping of green beans onto Harry's plate. The twins had made it their job to make Harry eat more. They didn't like that he was so small.
Neville's smile widened, something Harry didn't think could happen. "No. He was fair to me. He was fair to all the Ravenclaws and Slytherins as normal but he was fair to Hermione and me too."
Draco snorted, "Of course he was fair to you two. You guys are part of Harry's group. Even if we" he indicated to Harry and himself, "weren't his godsons he would be fair because Harry is the King of Ravenclaw and Slytherin. You are his friends. Making Harry mad by being unfair to you guys wouldn't be wise. Harry has more control over both houses than the head of houses and headmaster." He paused to let the information sink in and to take a bite of his pork chop. "Both of the houses would turn against him. If they did that Sev would be out of a job and shunned by any who were ever connected to that house past, present, and future."
"Being King of a house sounds like it has more benefits than given while at school." Hermione pointed out asking a silent question.
"It is," Neville added pudding to his plate. "My Gran was Ravenclaw queen when she was at school. It shows that you are powerful. People respect it. Hufflepuff and Gryffindor don't have them because the title is passed onto blood of the founders."
"Really? So if want the Gryffindor's support I just need to come out as the heir? Sounds simple." Harry didn't care that his muttering was loud enough to be heard by his friends.
"You need to show the heir ring that is the only way they would listen to you." Neville gave him a strange look.
Draco nudged Harry to get his full attention. "Why would you want their support?"
"Huh?" Harry paused, mid-bite. He registered the question. "Oh, well it would be easier to have them as supporters then adversaries."
"What do you have planned that you will are counting on adversaries?" George leaned forward in question.
"Tell you everything when we get our own room." Harry left the discussion for his food. Lunch finished with light conversations about the prank the twins pulled in History that day. Harry and the twins split from their friends, who all went to spend time outside.
"I wonder why Snape gave you detention during our class time." Fred swung an arm around Harry's left shoulder.
"Maybe he's going to be testing our potions." George gave a mock gasp. "No, he's going to make you try his experimental potions. Or worse, he'll make you stand beside him compliment him every two minutes."
Harry sensed Snape coming. The twins fell against the wall holding each other in mock horror. The rest of their class just watched amused. "No, not the compliments. It'll kill him, kill him I tell you."
"Or maybe, Mr. Weasley, his detention is organizing my ingredient cupboard." The twins froze. Snape stood behind them with an unamused look on his face. "10 points from Gryffindor for holding up my class now get in there and find your seats."
The class filled quickly. Harry went to the cupboard in the back of the class. Snape opened it. "Mr. Evans for your language you will organize all these ingredients in alphabetical order. When you are finished you are to sit at my desk until your hour is up."
Harry looked into the cupboard. Most of the ingredients were already in their proper place. Looks like his godfather just wanted him around more than anything. He got to work listening to Snape lecture the class. He finished his job in twenty minutes. By that time the class was working on a potion. He made his way to Snape's desk. A chair was pulled up to the side for him to sit. He sat down and dug into his bag looking for a book he hasn't read yet. He pulls out Merlin's Blood magic book. He made himself comfortable in the chair to read. 'Blood Magic is only one of two branches of Grey Magic. It uses blood both given freely and forcibly taken. It is a dangerous field of magic because the practitioner becomes connected to all the blood he uses. The practitioner's most powerful blood though is their own. What many do not understand is that the more you practice Blood Magic the more powerful your own blood becomes and in doing so the more dangerous the blood becomes to other people who spill it or takes it with/without the practitioner's permission. Blood magic can be simple or complicated depending on the situation, spell/ritual, time to do it in, and confidence one has in his/her Blood magic abilities.
Not everyone will be able to use Blood magic because not everyone can control it. It can be the most difficult branch of magic you ever practice or the most natural. The best way to determine if you will be able to use blood magic is to put a drop of blood onto a mirror and use it to show you a family member, be them dead or alive. If you succeed, continue reading and studying all I have written in this book. If you do not succeed, do not continue for all that awaits you is a painful death.'
'In my many years of studies, I have found many interesting things about blood magic. The first is Blood magic doesn't need big rituals, incantations, or spells to get the results wanted. Just a drop of blood with your intentions at the front of your mind will get you the result you want. It is one of the freest forms of magic. The second is there are few tools needed. You will need a knife for yourself and a knife for others, that is all.
With that stated, you need to know there are rules when it comes to the knife you use as your own. You never let the knife you use on yourself be touched by another. You never use your own knife on another. Your knife is attuned to your blood and to your life so for another to get ahold of it gives them power over you until you can cut the connection you have to that knife. Now the knife you use on others is not important nor does it have any rules like your own knife does.'
'Before you use a magic it is good to know where that magic came from. Many of the magic that we know now was taught to humans by the dark elves as a way to rebel against the high elves. The high elves believed that magic was too powerful for any mortal, let alone a human, to control. The dark elves disagreed and taught them anyway.
The dark elven princess, Selvinta, was one of those who disagreed. She found a young human female child to teach. The child, an orphan left to die in the woods, took to the magic easily. Selvinta taught her many elven magic but the magic the child took best to was blood magic.
Blood magic was a secret and dangerous magic that few elves were able to perform. It was the only form of magic that an elf had never been able to teach a human. The high elven lord soon caught wind of what the dark princess had done. He ordered his warriors to find the child and bring her to him. The child was found and took before the king. He ordered the child to perform all the magic she knew for him. The child performed many weather, color, elemental, and animal magic. She showed him the spells, rituals, charms, hexes, and curses she knew. Not once did she even give a hint that she knew blood magic. The lord was not happy. He had the princess brought in bound. He told the child he would kill the princess, the only mother she had if she didn't show all the magic she knew.
With a heavy heart, the child showed him her blood magic. The Lord was furious. This human female child could use blood magic. In a fit of rage the Lord killed the princess Selvinta. The child was sent away from the elven lands, never to return. The girl grew up and married. She had children and taught them all she knew. Of her children, only the oldest could use blood magic like his mother. The children had children. Each having a child who could use blood magic, so the magic continued and with each generation, a hand full of children were born able to use blood magic.'
Harry paused in his reading. 'Elves taught humans magic? Why aren't we taught this?' He looked over to look at Snape who was sitting behind his desk marking papers. "Professor?"
"Yes Mr. Evans?" Snape glanced up to look at the boy. He had a look of confusion on his face and his eyes were darkened in thought.
"You would know where magic came from, do you? I mean like how did humans learn it?" Harry felt some of the students look at him but he kept his eyes on his godfather who set his quill down to look straight at him.
Where magic came from? That wasn't the question Snape expected Harry to ask. "There are many myths about where magic came from and who taught humans. The most accepted is that it was a gift given to man by destiny to help them fight fate. As punishment fate made it so many humans couldn't connect with their magic core leaving them as muggles and possible for squibs to be born in magical families and magical children to be born to muggles. Now, who taught humans how to use their magic is still being argued. Some say that centaurs, others say high elves, mermaids, or even fairies. Why do you ask?"
Harry held up his book. "I just read a story of how human were taught magic and wanted to know if it was possible or just a story told to children to entertain them."
Snape gave a nod. Harry looked down at his watch to see his hour was up. "Professor, may I leave now?" Snape checked the time with a quick spell before he gave the okay.
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Harry knew that his friends were outside but he just wanted to walk around. He started by the potion class but was now by his own common room. He passed the entry with a flashed smile to the woman who guarded it. He took lefts and rights, the halls becoming a maze he had no trouble remembering. He came to a dead end.
"Master, where are we?"Amara looked around. They hadn't been able to explore before today.
"Not far from the Raven common room. What I would like to know is why there is a dead end here." Harry looked closer at the wall in front of him. Estimating how far he was from his common room and the dimension of the castle Harry knew there should be more here. "Amara, help me look for something off about this wall. Anything that looks different will do."
For the next ten minutes, they both looked at every square inch of the wall. It was Amara who found it. In the left side floor corner was two words carved into the stone. Silver Tongue. He shared a look with Amara.
"Silver Tongue? What the heck is that?" Harry asked. He froze at the sound of a door opening. He turned back to the wall only to see an elaborate door made of silver with the four house animals on it. He pulled the door the rest of the way open. He walked up the stair he found, his curiosity too much for him to turn away. He found a second door at the top of the stairway. Without hesitation he opened the door.
The room light up as he stepped in. He heard the door close but he paid no attention to it. The room was all he could concentrate on. It was huge. The walls were stone and the stone floor was covered with a large back area rug that had glitters of silver and gold intertwined in it. There were three doors that led to other thing but Harry concentrated on what was in front of him. Two silver couches and a black chair sat in the middle of the room. They were all positioned to be angled to the fire, leaving a space for the heat and light. The fireplace was huge with grey stone fireplace. Over the fireplace were four portraits.
Harry stood frozen in shock. In Hogwarts A History it said no portraits of the founders could be found yet here he was looking and being looked at by all four. Two women were the left ones while the men were the right ones. In the farthest left was a brunette with her hair tied into a simple knot on the top of her head. She wore a brown and yellow dress with draping sleeves and box cut neckline. Her skin was golden from the sun and her eyes were the purest amber. 'She's a werewolf.' The thought filtered through his mind before he moved on. The second woman had long black hair falling freely down her back. Her dress was dark blue, with draping sleeves and a slop neck. The dark blue of the dress accented her sun-kissed skin and ocean blue eyes.
Harry moved on to look at the first man. He was clad in a red robe with black accents. He stood with his hand on a sword on his waist. His skin was darkly tanned from long hours in the sun. His fire red hair framed his face and made his pale blue eyes pop. The last man was pale and his black robes just made that more obvious. His black hair was pulled back and tied at the base of his neck. His eyes were deep forest green. All of them were good looking and held an air of power and nobility. Harry stood staring at them until he heard the first woman giggle and the red haired man grinned in amusement.
"My apologies." Harry gave a deep bow of respect. "I did not mean to be rude by staring my lords and ladies. Please forgive me."
"Oh, you are such a charming young man. It's quite alright. We have not seen anyone in many a years." The first woman spoke. She motioned to the setting. "Please sit. Let us have introductions."
Harry sat in the chair facing directly at the portraits. "It seems my manners have left me momentarily. Forgive me. I am Harrison Evans Potter. It is a pleasure to meet you all."
"Finely met young man." The redhead nodded. He looked Harry up and down with happiness of meeting someone new. "I am Godric Gryffindor."
"Helga Hufflepuff." The first woman gave a small curtsy, her amber eyes sparkling with childish joy making her look young.
"Rowena Ravenclaw." The second woman mirrored Helga and gave a curtsy of her own, a half smile brought out more of her beauty.
"I am Salazar Slytherin." The last man gave a small nod of his own, his eyes hard as he evaluated Harry. "Now that the pleasantries are over with, tell us, Harrison, how you got into this room."
Harry blinked trying to catch up with what had happened in the last few minutes. "Uh, all I did was ask what Silver Tongue meant. The door appeared after that."
"My master has done nothing wrong." Amara was getting defective. She reared up, glaring at the portraits
"Amara calm. All is fine. If no one has found this room for so long they might just want to know if others can find it." Harry missed the surprised look the founders shared.
"Boy." Harry looked up at Godric's voice. "You are an heir?"
"Yes, sir. I am heir to Lady Rowena and yourself." Harry didn't miss the looks of confusion. "May I know why that matters?"
"You speak Parseltongue. How?" Salazar demanded.
"I have always been able to. I theorize that at some point one of your line married into a line I have in my veins giving me this gift." Harry didn't want the founders mad at him for something he had no control over.
Salazar nodded not saying anything else on the matter. Helga tisked him, "Salazar the poor boy hasn't done anything wrong." She turned to Harry. "Ignore him darling. So tell us what house are you in and what has changed in all these years."
Harry gathered his wit and told them some simple things. "I am a first year Ravenclaw. And many things have changed in the passing years mostly laws."
"Let's start with you dear. First year, alright. Blood and rank please." Rowena asked seeing that he didn't know what to tell them.
"I am a pureblood. Rank I am King of both Ravenclaw and Slytherin." Harry straightened his posture in the chair. He crossed his left leg over his right and let Nightshade crawl out of her pocket into his hands.
"King of two houses? That has only happened a hand full of times. Good for you boy." Godric smirked at him.
"Okay onto these laws. Tell us about them." Helga asked with a pleasant smile on her face.
"The Ministry has slowly been making laws to restrict the things a 'creature' can and cannot do or learn. Vampires are killed or forced to take supplement blood, werewolves are second class citizens who have trouble finding jobs, and others have so many restrictions on them that they are left to survive on their own. The ministry has also classified all magic into two categories, dark and light. Any witch or wizard who is found to be dark is sentenced to prison. Hogwarts' curriculum has become light oriented while all other schools have kept their mixed style." Harry paused to let the knowledge sink in before moving onto the war. "There was a war that ended 10 years ago. Lord Voldemort fought against the ministry and Dumbledore. 10 years ago he came to kill my family. He killed my parent but died when my parent's deaths activated the Divine Love, the war ended."
Harry sat quietly letting the founders think about all he told them. A look at his watch told him dinner was going to be starting. "Pardon me Lords and Ladies. Dinner is going to be starting soon. I must go. If you would permit it, I would like to come back."
"Yes, please go and do come back. You are welcome to bring any you trust to keep this place secret. We would be delighted to meet students from this new time." Helga waved him away with a simple smile.
"I have four friends who were raised in this world and might be able to tell you more. I will bring them and one other friend tomorrow. Have a good night." Harry gave one last bow and left.
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"I found our room." Harry didn't hesitate to tell them as they sat down. "It is perfect and you all will be in for the shock of your lives."
"You sound confident Harry." George grinned at him.
"Oh, I am. You guys will love it. We'll go after breakfast tomorrow." That was the last thing Harry told them. They tried to get more details out but he kept his mouth shut. They were going to be finding out soon enough and Harry couldn't wait.
The twins pulled another prank, again on their little brother. They said that he was talking bad about Harry and Hermione in the common room and needed to learn one way or another. Harry and Hermione just laughed with everyone else at how ridicules Ron looked. He was dressed in a lime green ballerina outfit with silver snakes as his hair. Ron stumbled as he tried to run out of the room on his tippy toes. McGonagall came walking over to the twins with a sour look on her face.
"Good evening Professor. Did you enjoy the show?" Harry could see Hermione wanted to slap the twins for giving the teacher such cheek.
"Yes boys, I like it so much that I am taking 20 points from Gryffindor and giving you both detentions for a week starting tomorrow. You will report to the potion classroom at 6 p.m. sharp. I believe Professor Snape needs some cauldrons washed and sludge to be scraped off the walls, ceiling, and floor of his classroom." McGonagall gave them one last dark look. She turned to Harry with a softer look. "Harry I am sorry but I need to cancel our meeting for tonight."
"It's alright. We can make it up. How is Monday after dinner?" Harry wanted to spend time with his godmother.
McGonagall nodded. She wanted to spend time with her godson just as much as he did her. "That will be perfect. I will make sure to let the other Professors know that I cannot supervise detentions then."
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The next morning after breakfast Harry led them to the dead end. Before anyone could ask him what he was doing he spoke the password. Harry hung back watching and following his friends as they walked up the stairs and into the tower room. He hid his amused smirk as Draco and Hermione were the first to notice the portraits above the fireplace. The twins and Neville followed their shocked gazes and joined in staring at the founders shocked. Harry couldn't help it, he busted down laughing. Rowena and Helga giggled behind their hands but Godric outright laughed with Harry. Salazar even had an amused smirk on his face looking at the five pre-teens.
"Harrison James Evans Potter!" Hermione turned to Harry who was holding his sides laughing. "You purposely didn't tell us so you would get enjoyment out of this moment didn't you!" Harry could only nod as he tried to get his breathing under control. "You are an evil boy. We made a fool of ourselves in front of the founders. The founders Harrison!"
Draco bowed. "Lords, Ladies it is an honor to meet you. I am Draco Malfoy." He stood straight and motioned to the rest of the group. Harry made his way to the chair to sit and watch the rest of the show. "These are our friends, Hermione Granger," Hermione gave a curtsy. "Neville Longbottom," Neville gave a bow. "And our twins are Fredrick and George Weasley." The twins both gave a bow.
"It is a pleasure to meet Harrison's friends. I am Helga Hufflepuff; to my right is Rowena Ravenclaw, Godric Gryffindor, and Salazar Slytherin." Helga gave them all a sweet smile. It calmed the pre-teens. "Please sit. What houses and year are you all in?"
Hermione was the one to speak this time. "I am a Gryffindor along with Fred and George. Neville is Hufflepuff, and Draco is Slytherin. All of us are first years beside the twins. They are in their third year."
"Blood?" Rowan asked.
Draco spoke up again. "I am a pure-blood along with Neville and the twins. Hermione is a muggle-born and Harry is half-blood."
"I am a pureblood. A half-blood is one with both a magical and muggle parent. My mother may have been a muggle-born but she was still magical and my father was a pure-blood. That makes me a pure-blood too." Harry glared at Draco for getting his blood wrong.
"Harry that is not how it works. You-" Draco was cut off by Salazar.
"Harrison is correct. He is a pure-blood because both of his parents are both magical." Salazar pauses to look at Draco's confused face. "Has times changed so much? As long as both parents were magical the child was a pure-blood. When one was a muggle the child was half-blood. When both parents were muggles the child was a muggle-born."
"If that was the way, it has long since changed." Draco hummed in thought. "It would be easier if it were the same though."
"So much has been lost." Hermione sighed. She took a seat on one of the couches. The others followed her example.
"That is something I want to change," Harry told them.
"What?" Neville asked just as confused as the others. The founders watched all in silence.
"Draco you asked what I would need supporters for and you probably asked yourself why I needed a second in command too. The answer is simple. The wizarding world has changed so much that it is trying to restrict magic itself. Magic was meant to be free. Not all magic is good but not all of it is bad. Not all is black or white. At one point it wasn't either but it is now. That needs to be changed. I don't want to be called dark because I am gray. I have read about how the wizarding world was like and compared to then we are dying out. Do you want magic to die?" Harry got head shakes from them all. "Then let's change it."
"We're just kids Harry what are we to do?" Hermione became the voice of reason.
"Hermione, we're in a school. We can do so much. For seven years we will be able to learn everything we need and even teach others. We have seven years to gather others to our cause. Seven years to bring about small changes that will trigger bigger ones. Hermione, we are in the perfect position for it." Harry watched as the other thought about what he said. He watched as one by one they nodded their head in agreement. The founders watched, pride shining in their eyes as the children agreed to change their world.
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There is chapter 10. I hope you all enjoy! Please review.