Elysian Potter: The Forgotten Queen.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own the original idea for this story. All rights for the characters go to the magnificent J. K. Rowling and the original idea belongs to CharmedMilliE-Karry Master.
Elysian's Theme Song: You Should See Me In A Crown, Billie Eilish– Castle, Hasley – The Devil Within, Digital Daggers – Don't Make Me, MALINDA – Doll House, Melanie Martinez – Prom Queen, Molly Kate Kestner – Everybody's Fool, Evanescence.
Chapter Forty-Seven: Reunion.
Rage coursed through Tom's veins as he watched Harry disappear. He wasn't angry at Elysian, knowing that she had to keep up appearances as to not draw Dumbledore's attention. Nagini had now released Elysian's leg and was slithering back to her master to make sure he was alright.
"Return to your homes, all of you," ordered Tom, his voice full of barely hidden anger. "Do not allow all of your hard work to be in vain."
Doing as they were told, the Death Eaters disappeared leaving Elysian and Tom alone. Wormtail scuttled off towards the church as fast as his feet could carry him. Tom waited until he was sure there was no one around to allow the final part of the ritual to be complete.
Elysian gasped as his reptilian appearance began to fade. Dark brown curls grew on his head, his nose returned to normal and his complexion gained colour. Tom now looked human, though his glowing scarlet eyes remained the same.
"Wow," she gaped, looking him up and down.
"I apologise for my earlier appearance," said Tom, softly and with the signature Slytherin smirk, "in order to make sure Dumbledore wouldn't know what I used you for, I needed to force the last part of the ritual to remain unfinished."
"How did the ritual even work? I mean, I was the one who defeated you and yet you used Harry as the 'Blood of the Enemy.'"
"The 'enemy' part of the ritual, like all magic, is subjective. Since for so long I believed Harry Potter to be my enemy, and he still is, Magic recognised the vendetta and therefore the ritual was allowed to work. However, Dumbledore will believe that this endorses the fact Potter is the child of the prophesy, keeping his attention off of you," said Tom, gently cupping Elysian's face.
It was now that she noticed how tall he was compared to her – at least a few inches. His face was practically that of an Adonis and Elysian was having a hard time not falling into a trance by looking into his eyes.
"Tears of a Lover?" asked Elysian, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Another intention part of the spell. We did at one-point kiss," said Tom.
She remembered that: it was in the Chamber of Secrets, a little after Elysian had first agreed to join him. The kiss had been a total shock, having been her first, and she could feel the magic that had been left on her lips. It made sense now, why he had done something many would call out of character.
"Of course, the 'Tears of a Lover' part of the ritual is optional, meant to allow the person returning to have an appearance similar to that of what they were before. Since I kissed you while in the body of my seventeen-year-old self, my new body is based on the features of that."
"That makes sense, though I do suggest you keep the reptilian-form you had, if only to scare the Dumbledore supporters."
"I'll take that suggestion under advisement," said Tom.
Nagini slithered closer to the pair, hissing up a storm of annoyance at the loss of a rat she had been chasing. Now that there was no one else around, Nagini moved closer to Elysian and allowed the young witch to gently pet her scales – releasing a noise that was as close to a purr as a huge man-eating snake could get.
"Elysian!"
Elysian cried out, falling to the ground while clutching her head. Tom rushed to her side, gently placing his hands on either side of her face and looking her over to see if anything was wrong. Nagini's forked tongue grazed Elysian's hand, trying to find out what had made the girl react in such a way.
"Hogwarts?"
"I apologise for such brash communications but I knew you would need to hear this," the castle said. "Barty Crouch has been discovered and is about to be given the Veritaserum. I am stalling the process as much as I can but if you wish for him to keep his life and your secrets, you need to get him out of Hogwarts, quickly."
"Elysian?" asked Tom, his voice calm and soothing.
"We need to get Barty out of Hogwarts," she gasped, once her mind had reengaged. "He's been discovered."
Tom nodded, releasing her and standing up. He quickly pulled out his wand and motioned for Elysian to hold out the hand with the ring on it. She did just that and watched as he mumbled an incantation that linked Elysian's ring to an identical one that he had ordered Barty to wear. They quickly made it look as if Elysian had been harmed in some way – dirt on the face, a cutting hex to her robes and cheek – before readying the ring to take her away.
"I shall see you soon," said Tom with a smirk.
"Twelve Grimmauld Place, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black will be there waiting. They'll join you, I swear it," said Elysian as she felt the ring begin to pulse. "I'll see you there."
And then she was gone.
~EP~
Harry felt himself slam flat into the ground, his face was pressed into the grass; the smell of it filled his nostrils. He had closed his eyes while the Portkey transported him, and he kept them closed now. He did not move. All the breath seemed to have been knocked out of him; his head was swimming so badly he felt as though the ground beneath him was swaying like the deck of a ship.
Elysian was the only thing on his mind as his hand slid over the cold, dead body of Cedric Diggory. He had abandoned his little sister and left her in the arms of Lord Voldemort, who could have been doing Merlin-knows-what to her at this very moment. Was he torturing her? Was she dead? Was she angry at him?
"Harry! Harry!" the voice of Albus Dumbledore burst through his thoughts.
"He's back!" Harry whispered, though it was loud enough for Dumbledore to hear, "Voldemort's back and he's got Elysian!"
"He has Elysian?" asked Dumbledore, his face paling slightly, though not for the reason Harry thought.
Harry nodded and watched as people drew closer to him, trying to get him to release Cedric and speak. His head was filled with thoughts of his baby sister and the horrible things Voldemort could be doing to her at that very moment.
"I'll take Harry, Dumbledore, I'll take him –"
"No, I would prefer –"
"Dumbledore, Amos Diggory's running … he's coming over … don't you think you should tell him – before he sees –"
"Harry, stay here –"
"It's alright, son, I've got you … come on … hospital wing …"
"Dumbledore said stay," said Harry, still focusing on his sister.
"You need to lie down … come on, now…"
Harry couldn't even remember answering all of Moody's questions as he was ushered into a room and settled down on a chair. Moody handed him something, telling him to drink before continuing his questioning.
"What did he take from Elysian?"
"I don't know … Pettigrew put the blade next to her face … I don't think he took anything … it was more like he was threatening her … I need to get to her! She's still there! I didn't get her in time! A snake wrapped itself around her leg, she couldn't move! We need to get to Elysian!"
"Calm down, Harry. What about the Death Eaters? You mentioned the Death Eaters."
"Yeah! They turned up, Voldemort was angry at them… Lucius Malfoy, he held Elysian when she was moved off the grave… he – but why would he? Elysian and Draco are friends.
"And there are Death Eaters in Hogwarts! That's how our names were entered… mine and Elysian's but she managed to get out of it… the Death Eaters must still be here! Karkaroff must have done something – given Elysian to Voldemort! We have to get to him!"
"Karkaroff?" said Moody with an odd laugh. "Karkaroff fled tonight, when he felt the Dark Mark burn upon his arm. He betrayed too many faithful supporters of the Dark Lord to wish to meet them … but I doubt he will get far. The Dark Lord has ways of tracking his enemies."
"Karkaroff gone? He ran away? But then – he didn't put my name in the Cup?"
And then Harry went into shock. He truly couldn't remember the full extend of what happened after Moody revealed himself to be the one who had done this. His heart was beating like a drum against his ribcage calling for freedom. His mind was too focused on Elysian and how he could have missed all the signs to listen.
It wasn't until Dumbledore burst into the room, followed by Snape and other teachers that Harry's mind was freed.
Snape returned holding a vial and looking very troubled as he reported to Dumbledore that Elysian was, indeed, missing. Dumbledore took the vial in an instant and moved towards where the fake Moody was bound until to have to shield his eyes as a bright light erupted from the ring on the fake Moody's finger.
The light dimmed and everyone was free to look, only to find Elysian Lillian Potter sitting in the place the fake Moody had once been in. Her face was full of confusion and fear as she took in her surrounds and whimpering.
"Elysian!" cried Harry, throwing his arms around his twin.
"Harry!" sobbed Elysian.
She practically threw herself into his arms, hiding in his chest as she sobbed and sobbed. The Professors didn't dare move as they watched the twins find comfort in each other's arms.
