This is a Harry Potter & Familiar of Zero Cross Over Fanfiction Only.
Some people say that Ravenclaw is a gleaming structure of both beauty and elegance, to be perfectly honest Hermoine found the place more awe inspiring than I do, Luna looked at as just a place where to take a bath, put on her assortment of sleepwear and sleep.
If I had to be perfectly honest the only portion of the entire place that ever interested me was the library, if this house had anything that was awe inspiring it was the in house library. It puts some magical colleges and universities to shame, there was no end to a number of books we could read from.
I actually mean that literately, the bookshelves are enchanted to actually learn what we have read and even supplies us books that we would find interesting. A good cup of tea, a couple of biscuits and the ability to read any book that I ever want, and I was in heaven.
My reading turned more to the dark and dangerous variety of spells, enchantments, charms, hexes, and curses, well at least a lot darker than my fellow students. I would say I was being a bit of a show-off, but I honestly read all the school books already, a few times actually. So I tend to read things that catch my interest.
For instance, right now I am reading a fascinating book about the hundreds of uses there are for dragon blood. I was loving every single second of it, I honestly hoped that the chapter on dragon organs and scales was as good when I heard someone interrupt my reading.
It was none other than our head of house Professor Flitwick. "Harry not that I would say anything against your desire to start reading and studying, but you really need to go to sleep. You will need rest to learn everything you will learn tomorrow, it is your first day of class, I would think you would want to make a good impression."
I looked at him and put the book back in the proper place on the shelf, who am I kidding, I could place it any place in the bookshelves and they organize automatically. The man was shorter than any man I ever met, but then again he was of Goblin descent, to others this was a negative aspect, but to me, it made me more fascinated than anything negatived.
At least I hope he actually learned the Goblin's version of history, I certainly will be spending a lot of time learning about the Goblin Rebellions. It didn't help matters that my teacher was probably the single most boring ghost in the entire castle. This is coming from a guy who's friend spends day after day crying down in a toilet's u-bend.
Honestly, I am still trying to get Myrtle to move to any other place in the castle, she might even be more respected by both the living and dead spirits, maybe even enough to be called something other than Moaning Myrtle.
"Will do professor, it's just that I really enjoy reading some of the things on that book. You would think that if our people have found so many uses for the blood of a dragon, that we would treat them with kindness and in some sense gratitude, I had no idea that dragon's blood could be used for something besides potions."
As I went to bed I soon as my head hit my pillow I fell asleep. What was this place I was seeing? A lot of students well a short blonde one that seems to fail every time she casts a spell, a young red haired woman who looked like her shoulders should be terribly stiff, and her back must be in constant pain if the size of her breasts were telling me anything, and a quiet blue haired woman who fit the description of an emo.
Honestly, the entire thing was for as far as I could tell ridiculous. The red haired with the nice figure flirts so much that I almost want to think of her as a nymphomaniac, the blue haired girl I wanted to put a mirror under her nose to check if she was breathing.
The next morning I did what some would consider odd, picked up the same book finished reading the book and when down towards the great hall. The tables were already ready with cups, spoons, knives, and forks, the plates looked like they were brand new. The entire hall sparkled as to display how clean it was.
I sat down and wouldn't you know it Myrtle was floating right in the seat before me, "Well good morning to you too Harry, I hope you had a pleasant dream, I can remember how nervous I was on my first day here, I could not get to sleep most of the night."
A piece of toast, scrambled eggs, ham, and I thought it would be a good enough of a breakfast, turns out the house elves thought that it was too little or too plain, I don't know which, I honestly thought that they were delaying me to get everyone else to sit down and so they can take care of breakfast as quickly as possible.
Myrtle vanished as soon as she heard the noise from the crowd headed to the main hall. I call this a stampede but I don't want to insult, the animals that are, that one would be more orderly and safer than the one I was hearing.
The elves did send a cup of pumpkin juice while I waited. As the crowd came into the Great Hall, I saw them running towards the table, I for one was actually hoping that my food would appear before I had to deal with this crowd, sadly it did not look like it was. All the member of my house came in and sat down on the long table.
I was not happy about this, the friar came to where I was, "Something the matter young man?" I told him that I simply was not looking forward to my classmate's interrogation. He simply looked at me with a confused look on his face.
"Friar you been around for a long time, I am sure there are things in your past you rather not talk about. I also have many things I rather keep private. I am not as innocent as these people. I have done some things they would not understand or comprehend. I for one would rather have them keep their innocence as long as they can keep it because this world will make them lost it, it's just a matter of time."
He began to nod his head and I knew he knew what I was talking about. The second that the rest of the students finally sat down, that is when my food came. I honestly had the feeling that they actually waited to serve everyone their meals.
All in all, I went through my classes like they were chores more than actual lessons. I don't know if it was fate or the fact that I was simply so busy trying to find things to learn that was actually useful, but time didn't seem quite right, I went to Nick's death day party in the company of Myrtle.
That pretty much shocked both the living and the dead in the castle. I don't think that should really surprise anyone like that, Myrtle was a good friend and she didn't want to go there alone, especially not since Peeves was also invited. Nick was a little depressed after the Headless Hunt Club came to make fun of him.
I simply looked at Nick and told him to hold his head up which he did, and without any warning whatsoever, I concentrated the power of darkness in my fist, I fed the energy ball all my anger, all my hatred, all the negative feelings that the group of show offs had made me feel.
The dark ball of energy grew as I fed it more and more of my negative feelings, till the thing looked like the Scythe of the Grim Reaper. Nick began to show some real fear and so did his guests when I looked at them, and without any warning, I slashed Nick and his head came rolling into the middle of the dance floor.
Nick looked at me and I told him happy death day. This was my present to him, and he could not be any happier, the Headless Hunt Club apologized for their actions, alright they only apologized because I was pointed at them and giving them a sign that I would make them suffer.
All in all the days came and went, Hermione was a wonderful study partner, and she gave me some really wonderful suggestions regarding possible avenues that I could look into. The real tragedy is that Hagrid found out that I was playing catch with Fluffy. He pretty much told me to stop distracting his dog from guarding the trap door in the room he was placed in.
I was quite happy to play with Fluffy, playing catch with a three headed dog had been a wonderful way to get some much-needed exercise. I, of course, knew exactly what Nicholas Flamel was famous for, and I admit if I could meet with Dad, I would certainly tell him that we needed to mobilize the entire personnel of Outer Heaven and invade Hogwarts if only for that stone.
This, however, gave me the impression that it was something one of my enemies would consider as well. It was during the Halloween party that I realized that something was going to happen and it was not a good thing. A troll managed to get into the castle and even cornered Hermione in one of the girl's bathrooms.
It was especially bad since she had gone there because she was there to cry that some of my classmates were making fun of her. The bathroom she picked just had to be the one Myrtle lived in, I guess she and Myrtle became good friends at some point.
Myrtle was trying everything to scare the massive troll, but nothing seemed to work when I finally made it into the bathroom the brute had this really glazed look in his eyes. It looked to me like it was not his choice to be in the castle at all, that someone was controlling him. That is when I decided to play my trump card.
I told both Myrtle to close their eyes, and I looked at the sink. "Familiar loyal to my blood I call thee, come forth and do my family's bidding as you did so long ago. COME AND END THAT WHICH IS MY ENEMY! COME FOR YOUR FRIEND CALLS FOR YOUR AID IN HIS TIME OF NEED!"
The second I did that the sick went through the floor and a large hole appeared. I heard the movements of a large scaled animal come towards me and the Troll who was looking like he was ready to kill me.
The second that he tried to hit me with his club he looked at a large serpent and as he looked at the serpent his body turned to stone, the massive snake hit the large now statue of the troll and it broke into gravel.
I looked at the massive snake and smiled, "Thank you." The snake went down the opening that was made where the sink was and told me that he would be glad to come to my aid anytime I needed help.
The sink went back to normal and I looked at Myrtle and Hermione huddled in a ball, I decided to prettify a small fly. "You can open your eyes, I took care of the Troll." Both Myrtle and Hermione did the thing you would expect any girl to do in this situation, they both gave me a hug and kept saying thank you till the other teachers arrived where they found me.
Snape wanted to have points taken off because of being a show-off and because I entered the girl's bathroom. Quirrell flat out fainted as he saw the remains of the troll. Professor Flitwick just asked me how in the world did I do that to the troll, I told him a petrifaction spell and then the Bombarda Charm.
To say that my head of the house was impressed and the other teachers mortified that I could do that should not be so surprising. No less than a week later I found myself face to face with my worst enemy, the man responsible for the death of my parents. He was trying to get something from a mirror and he was using Quirrell as his puppet.
He placed me in front of the mirror and the image that appeared was of my reflection placing the stone in my pocket. I told him such an obvious lie that even Quirrell figured it out before his so called master did. I placed my hands on his face and sure enough, Quirrell began to scream, as where my hands touched his flesh began to turn to dust.
I kept hold of his head till his entire head caved in on itself and the screams of my enemy were heard through the castle as he screamed that this was not the last time we would face each other again, that next time he would kill me. I looked at the wretched spirit flying away and told him he knew where to find me, I was not scared and I was not going anywhere.
Finally, the excision of going through all those traps and facing Thomas Riddle caught up with me, and I felt like I really could use a nap. Next thing I knew I was in one of the beds where it looked to be the school clinic.
"You had us quite scared Harry, we heard that you tried to keep Quirrell from stealing the stone, I went down to where the mirror was and I found you unconscious, your familiar had grown to the size of Fluffy and would not let anyone other than me near you. She was touching you trying to replenish your magic it seems and did not trust anyone else to come near you."
She flew down from the bed post and began to rub her head on the side of mine. "I can't blame Morgana, she is not only my familiar but also a very good friend. You destroyed the stone didn't you?"
He didn't even try to hide it from me, he told me he used the stone as bait to try and trap Voldemort down in the bowels of the castle long enough to find a way to destroy him for good. I, of course, told him that it was a tragic loss, I told him that I could have done so much good with something like that stone.
Dumbledore accepted that he himself once had the same idea, but the price of using that stone was severe, to say the least. Yes the potion made using the stone would increase my life for hundreds if not thousands of years, but I would need to take the potion from that day once every ten years, and my blood would not exist anymore, only the potion would keep me alive.
Since we decided to wait till the nurse came back, we decided to talk about the possible ways Voldemort could regain corporeal form once again, it was a very interesting discussion I will not lie, we both had several good ideas on the subject and we were discussing them in fine detail till the nurse told him that I needed my rest more than a philosophical discussion. We both decided that we didn't need Madame Pomfrey mad at us.
