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The snake

Calla noticed Ron's sister following them. She tugs on Ron's sleeve earning a confused look, "Ron, your sister is following us."

Ron let out a sigh, "I'll go deal with her. Sorry about this, Calla."

"It's no problem though I'm probably going to avoid her until she isn't a fangirl anymore," Calla said earning a confused look, "I'll let you borrow some of my manga that has the reason why,"

Ron shook his head as he seemingly decided to ignore it for now and went to go talk with his sister. Calla glanced at the girl only to frown when she noticed the pallor of her skin. Normally, she wouldn't care about it since the girl wasn't a friend, but she was Ron's sister. She wondered what could have happened between the time she visited the Burrow and now. She wouldn't interfere just yet both because it didn't seem that bad and because she didn't really have a reason. If Ginny started looking worse, she would actively try to figure out what was going on or bring it to the attention of people that could help I.E Madam Pomfrey.

"Wait, he seriously released a cage of pixies on you?" Vivian asked Ron as the boy complained about the lesson he'd been put through.

"Cornish Pixies," Ron corrected her, "And yes though he tried to stop them using some kind of stupid spell that didn't even sound right,"

Calla snorted softly earning looks, "You don't use spells to stop Cornish Pixies or at least, non-cored wizards don't. A common method of dealing with them involves butterfly nets which are pretty easy to create. Cornish Pixies are considered a delicacy to certain fey both dead and alive which means that you can earn money from selling them. Some fey potions require Cornish Pixie parts or even the whole thing," She found all of the common room looking at her with rapt attention, "It's a fact that I learned while growing up with Papa. Depending on the fey, you could gain a favor though there are limits to what kind of you can ask. Papa has quite a few customers and I've learned how to deal with them when I work in his store. I've actually got a few favors stored up, but I only use them to get more potions ingredients that I can't get in this realm and potions books."

"Really?" One of the fifth year Ravenclaw perfects, Roger Davis, asked with a bit of shock.

Calla nodded lightly, "Then again, I only have to wait for my birthday or Christmas if I want more since I do have an adoptive Uncle who's a fae. Papa only introduced me this summer since he needed to make sure Uncle Owl wouldn't hurt me by accident since some fae have very bad reactions to humans due to everything that happened."

Everyone at the mansion had nearly bust a gut when they heard Calla call Jareth Uncle Owl. Jareth had grumbled and growled at the nickname before accepting it since it was better than half the ones that she could come up with. After all, why on earth would he want to be called 'Uncle Jar'? Vivian shook her head, "I still can't believe he lets you call him that."

"It's better than half of the stuff that I could have called him not to mention his owl form is absolutely gorgeous," Calla replied making Vivian snort.

Calla loved Jareth's owl form much to the goblin king's amusement. She even extracted a promise to teach her how to do it if she couldn't use the animagus transformation. An owl was better than no animal form at all and it would actually make spying on her future victims easier since they wouldn't expect an owl of all things to be their killer. Since Calla was half fae due to Jason being one, she could use the transformation. When asked why he didn't use his, Jason had replied that he hadn't really gotten the magic down due to his preference for making toys.

After tossing and turning in her bed for over two hours, Calla finally got out of bed and grabbed Uncle James' cloak. She felt unsettled though why that was she couldn't say. While it was a Saturday and she could sleep in tomorrow, she didn't want to since they were going to focus on preparing for their trip into the Forbidden forest. She snuck downstairs and headed for Candy Pop's room. It was as she reached his room that she heard it, "Ss. Rip. Kill. So hungry. Ss"

Normally, Calla wouldn't have been bothered by something saying things like that. She did have experience with Rake and Seedeater who spoke in that kind of tone though it was more the former than the later unless the bird-like creature had a reason to speak. Two things about the voice bothered her. One, she wasn't at the mansion and the two bestial beings couldn't come to Hogwarts. Two, she knew when a snake was speaking. Why was she hearing a snake and it speaking in such a way? The accent to it's speech was something she only heard when Candy Pop was tired or reading some of the old poems he had from near a millennia ago. Though that only made her more confused as to why the snake would speak like that, she would have to tell Candy Pop.

Calla looked around for the snake, but didn't find any so she continued on to Candy Pop's room. She opened the door while flaring her energy a bit to ensure he knew it was her. If they had been home, she wouldn't have bothered, but this was Hogwarts. Candy Pop looked up from his book with a raised eyebrow, "Little One?"

Calla took off her cloak as she said, "Something is unsettling me though I can't figure out what and I can't fall asleep."

"So you came to me," Candy Pop said with a small smile before he marked his place and closed the book, "Well come on then, I should probably get some sleep,"

Walking over to the bed after kicking off her slippers, Calla pulled herself onto it as Candy Pop got up from his seat. She pulled down the blankets and they settled down together with her curling up against him. Immediatly, she began to feel the telltale signs of sleep coming to claim her as a sense of peace settled over her. She relaxed as he pulled the covers over them and murmured, "There's something else too."

"Is it important?" Candy Pop asked her curiously.

Calla debated how to answer before nodding, "I think so. I heard some kind of snake talking on the way to your room. It was saying 'Rip. Kill. So Hungry.'."

Candy Pop frowned slightly, "Really?"

"Mhmm," Calla closed her eyes, "Odd thing about it was that I couldn't find it when I searched for it before coming here. It also sounded odd too. Kind of like you do when you're really tired or reading one of those old poems you've had for a millennia," She felt his and Night Terrors' confusion, "I don't think its dangerous though otherwise it would've attacked me,"

"Jane and I will be investigating it in the morning," Candy Pop said with a sigh, "Go to sleep, Little One. Jay and Cane would kill me if I kept you up any later,"

"'Kay," Calla nuzzled into him, "G'night, Poppy, Night,"

"Goodnight, Little One," Candy Pop replied with a soft chuckle.

Candy Pop could tell that the female Pasta wasn't exactly pleased when he finished explaining the situation though he wasn't quite sure why. After all, a snake wasn't hard to deal with especially since Calla could talk to the scaled beasts. Jane grimaced as she said, "I hate snakes."

And that explained her displeasure. Candy Pop really couldn't understand why seeing as they were useful. The poisonous variety was especially useful. Candy Pop wondered if this particular snake was poisonous and decided that it might make a good ally in killing Lockhart if it came down to it, "All we have to do is find it and catch it. Calla will talk to it."

"It's still disturbing that she can do that," Jane shuddered with a frown.

Candy Pop wondered if mentioning that Lily could do it as well would be a good idea before deciding not to. It wasn't a talent to be discussed in England and the closest European countries on the natural cored magical side of things since it was seen as evil. Sometimes, he wondered at the stupidity of the magicals especially when those with the ability to speak the serpentine tongue had the highest healing affinity among magicals. Night Terrors snorted softly at his thoughts, "As if we wouldn't have known after the unicorn incident. After all, the doll's magic only needed to be directed and coaxed into healing the horse."

'I wonder if we'll run into the herd when we finally take that trip into the forest,' Candy Pop wanted to meet them if only to see if they were a threat to Calla.

While he doubted it after she healed that mare, Candy Pop wasn't so foolish to believe it would give her any protection from the herd. Pure beings or not, Unicorns had no trouble killing other beings. Night Terrors didn't reply, but the demon didn't really need to. They were both curious as to how the unicorns would react to Calla. Jane snapping her fingers in front of his face drew his attention back to the real world, "You going crazy, Candy Pop?"

"No, Night and I just had to discuss our trip to the forest," Candy Pop shook his head, "Let's start searching for the snake. I think Calla would prefer it if we didn't put our plans on hold for longer than necessary,"

"I still don't get why the brat wants to go into that forest," Jane said as they began walking.

"Somethings drawing her there and she's always loved forests which kind of make it hard for her to resist going into them if she had a chance," It made him curious about her animagus form.

It would be a forest dwelling creature of some kind, but what, he wasn't too sure.

"I can't believe you can talk to snakes," Vivian said as they waited for Candy Pop and Jane to appear.

Ron was looking a bit pale though from the mention of her being able to understand snakes or what the snake had said, Calla wasn't too sure. Hermione looked a bit torn between paling and demanding information. Leo radiated curiosity and deviousness making her wonder if he would be making an appearance soon. Luna just smiled serenely and acted like she had commented on the weather rather than admitted to being able to speak to snakes. Looking at Ron, she suddenly realized why he was looking pale and almost wanted to hit herself for forgetting he'd been raised in England, "Ron, I'm not innately evil just because I can talk to and understand snakes. Just being England and a few of the other close European countries had bad experiences with other speakers doesn't make the whole gift evil, I mean any of the really power healers have been speakers."

"Seriously?" Hermione asked as Ron looked at Calla in shock.

Calla nodded as she shifted in her sleep, "Papa and the others ended up researching the ability when they found out Mama had it."

"Lily Potter was a Parselmouth?" Ron asked with a slight sharpness to his voice, "But she was a muggleborn,"

"If my mom's family tree is of any indication, muggleborns are descended from the squibs tossed into the muggle world for not having magic," Calla said as she glanced at Hermione and Vivian, "And that reminds me that both of you need to take an inheritance test this Christmas to see if you have any vaults to inherit,"

"Does that mean you're related to the Slytherin family?" Hermione asked her curiously.

Calla shrugged slightly, "Don't really know since mama never had one done and we've been too busy to get it done before. From what Papa said, Mama didn't really want to bother with it considering the fact most of the people who actually cared about that stuff would raise a huge stink about it not to mention the dark idiot might've tried something sooner."

"That and Lily didn't see the point of it considering the fact Jay, Cane, or I paid for anything she needed regardless of her protests," Candy Pop said as he walked into the room they were sitting in with Jane following him, "We'll be getting your inheritance test done come Christmas since you're finally twelve,"

"Why not do it sooner?" Hermione pounced on the opportunity to get more information.

"You have to be twelve years old to get it done," Candy Pop explained as Jane closed the door behind him, "Part of it is because that's the age when most children start to handle some form of money in an attempt to get them used to watching over their finances. A bigger part is because of orphans and the goblins not wanting some greedy magical guardian to decide to steal everything," Candy Pop patted Calla on the head, "Calla here is already experienced in money handling,"

"I work the cash register in Papa and Cane's stores sometimes," Calla didn't mention that Jason had been getting her opinions about what to do with the Potter family and Black family finances.

Jason had given his daughter two vaults filled with five hundred galleons from both families to invest with. So far, Calla had managed to increase both vaults to about seven hundred galleons each with a few subtle differences between them. She was playing it safe which the goblin in charge of those two accounts found more than a little amusing since she managed to avoid falling into a few pit traps those three times her age have fallen for. Of course, she did end up picking some investments that went to the way side, but managed to recover from them. Considering the fact it wasn't exactly legal for her to do something like this, she wasn't about to say anything about it. Hermione and Vivian both looked a bit shocked as the bushy haired girl said, "But how? Won't people notice that a twelve year old is in charge of the cash register?"

"Glamour charm hiding my real age," Well in the mundane world, "Anyway," Calla looked at Candy Pop and Jane, "Did you find it?"

"No," Candy Pop looked a little frustrated, "We couldn't find any sign of it,"

"That's odd unless its owner managed to find it and hide it away," Calla frowned slightly before shrugging, "Well, I guess that means we have to wait until it appears and put it out of our minds,"

"Really?" Vivian looked incredulous.

Calla shrugged as she relaxed a bit, "Pretty much. What else are we supposed to do when there is no sign of the snake?"