Merlin's Keepers
I do not take credit for any character that was created by J.K. Rowling.
This takes place during the sixth book. It is much different though from the original story line from here.
1) The Dark Lord is a Pure Blood in this book
2) This will center around mostly my OC character, Genevieve Mariano and Draco Malfoy, Lord Voldemort and the Golden Trio.
Summary: The Dark Lord has risen once again and is looking to raise an army in his name to take over the Magical world. He will need the aid of his daughter, marked by Merlin himself, but in order to do so, she will have to be coerced into it by having to save her other half, bounded together by a age old prophecy, Draco Malfoy…
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Chapter 3: The Reckoning
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It was mid-October when Hermione woke up to a crash coming from the girl's bathroom. She quickly grabbed a bathrobe and ran to the bathroom to find Ginny crying on the floor. She rushed over to Ginny and helped pick her off the floor. "Ginny what happened?"
.It was mid-October when Hermione woke up to a crash coming from the girl's bathroom. She quickly grabbed a bathrobe and ran to the bathroom to find Ginny crying on the floor. She rushed over to Ginny and helped pick her off the floor. "Ginny what happened?"
It was mid-October when Hermione woke up to a crash coming from the girl's bathroom. She quickly grabbed a bathrobe and ran to the bathroom to find Ginny crying on the floor. She rushed over to Ginny and helped pick her off the floor. "Ginny what happened?"
"I…I…I shagged…with Dean." She cried out. "I couldn't stop it….it….ju…just happened." She cried some more on Hermione.
She started to rub Ginny's back, holding her around herself. "It's ok. Ginny, we all make mistakes."
"I gave up the most…most impor...tant thing in my…my life." She continued through her endless sobbing.
"Ok, so don't do it again. Talk to him, I mean I'm sure he would understand. If he loves you the way you say he does than he will wait. If he has a problem, you can always just dump his sorry arse."
"Your right. I guess there is no use crying over something that I can't change." Ginny said, wiping away her tears.
Hermione helped Ginny up and the two girls got ready and headed to breakfast where they met up with everyone.
Outside in the early morning, Luna walked out to the Forbidden Forest caring a large bag with her. She walked out in bare feet as usual and made her way deep inside. She stopped when she saw the Thestrals, but she didn't expect to find her Defense against the Dark Arts teacher there petting a male Thestral.
"Morning Professor Mariano." She said.
"Morning Luna. Beautiful day isn't?" She said back.
"Smashing really. I didn't realize that you were able to see Thestrals." She walked over to a baby one and threw the meat out for it to eat.
"Yes, I lost my mother during child birth and my father when I was very young, and a few more people along the way unfortunately." She said looking down on the ground.
"I am sorry for your losses. I too lost my mother when I was nine. It must have been hard living without both of your parents."
"It is ok, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to see my mother and father again, happy together. But, Albus has taken good care of me."
"Professor Dumbledore?" She asked.
"Yes, he took me in when my father was killed. He and Professor McGonagall were the one who raised me as one of their own."
"Did you live here all your life?"
"Yes, until I graduated then I went off on my own for many years until now when Albus asked me to come and teach."
"It must have been very interesting growing up in these halls."
"It was, when I was little I would walk around the halls for hours getting lost here and there. You would be amaze of all the secret passageways here leading to almost everywhere."
"Where have you been?" Luna asked, now petting the baby horse like creature.
"Many places, but I think I am the only student to have seen all four common rooms of all the houses." Genevieve said with a wink.
"Some of the gnargels seem to keep taking my shoes and putting them in random places, allowing me to find them at random times." She said feeding the baby of the pack.
"They are known to not be the nicest of creatures." Professor Mariano replied with a smile. "But, come people must be wondering where we are." With that the two left for the dining hall.
Draco walked into the dining hall late as usual, striding in with confidence dignifying him as the best of the best. He wore his usual smirk, hiding all emotions that may come out as weakness for others to use against him. He walked right over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to Blaise and across from Pansy. Pansy who was reading some article in the Witch Weekly turned her attention to Draco. "I see you finally made your way here." She said to him as he was getting some eggs and home fries to eat.
"Yeah and what of it?"
"It's just that you are always late for breakfast, sometimes skipping it altogether," She said.
"You know of all people should know that I am not a morning person."
"Ok, now let's talk about something new…say Quidditch." Blaise said becoming disturbed by his friends' sexual lives. But come to think of it, there really isn't a night that Draco doesn't go without sleeping with some girl. He was known as the Slytherin Sex God after all.
Malfoy just rolled his eyes and started to eat his eggs. After breakfast, he walked to potions class, where his favorite teacher, Professor Snape, taught.
He sat towards the front of the class next to Blaise. The room had an eerie feeling to it, just as always giving it a mysterious tone to the room which Draco always loved. The Gryffindor Trio sat behind them on the other side of the classroom. Snape as usual came in; shut the windows, "Turn to page three hundred and sixty-two."
The class did what they were told to do, dead silent like always. "Today we will be making a memory charm potion. You and your partner, who I will pick at random, will see a most harbored and deep memory of each other after drinking the potion and saying the simple spell. If you are a master of Occlumency you have nothing to worry for your partner can not gain access to those memories but something trivial from everyday life." So everyone was paired up in record time.
Snape partnered Potter and Blaise, Granger and Longbottom, Draco and Goyle, Weasley and some Luna girl which was weird since Draco thought she was a fifth year. They all started on it and when they were half way through the class, there was a knock on the door. "Professor Snape." Severus looked up from his desk to see Professor Mariano. He stood up and walked to the door, stepped outside and shut the door. Immediately Harry ran towards the door. Draco just rolled his eyes.
"What you mean it's happening now!" Snape yelled which could be heard inside the classroom.
The voices got quieter and no could hear them anymore. Potter walked back to his seat and continued to work on the potion. Soon the students finished their potion and began viewing their partner's mind and all this time Snape has been outside still talking about something of cardinal importance.
"Severus, just look at it." He looked at the tattoo that she received only days after her birth. It was glowing and moving around. "You know that I am more sensitive towards these matters for he his is my father."
Snape couldn't believe this and knew that something momentous was going to happen soon. "I will take care of it Genevieve, now you mustn't worry of this. Just wait here one minute." He walked in the room and grabbed a small vial and came back out. "Drink this. It will stop it from glowing. Now, I want you to go back to your class and let me handle it."
"Thank you Severus. I wouldn't know what to do without you." With that Genevieve left drinking the potion quickly as she went.
Professor Snape returned to class and by the time that he did, most of the students were done and embarrassed from their partner's unearthing. But for Draco Malfoy, no one could see his deepest memory and that was the greatest thing of all. He couldn't let anyone know what he saw and did in his past to please his father. Though he adored his father with his heart's content, there was something in his mind that he couldn't and didn't want to comprehend from all the strife that he has caused.
No one could know what his thoughts are, always troubling him day in and day out. He has relied on distracting himself at night just to let him sleep. He had no problem with it though, who wouldn't want to have shags every night of their life, but he hated that it was really the only way to let him sleep. Just since school started he has slept with so many lassies that he couldn't tell a face from another face. The only thing that Draco feels is umbrage and hatred. It seems that no matter what he does, nothing can make him happy. He just came to the conclusion that he will always be like this and a wasted life he is to live. He didn't choose his life; he was just born into it. All his life he has been trained, molded into the perfect soldier. Hell he knows that he can defeat Potter, in both a magical fight and a fist fight. He knows spells that no one at this school knows, minus some of the Professors at this school. His father and multitude of tutors had taught him well. But the best though and the most dangerous was of course his ever so 'lovely' Aunt Bellatrix, her methods were most provocative but had the best results. Draco could almost shutter at the thought of her lessons.
His father is always telling him that he is expected to do the unthinkable. After all he is supposed to marry a woman of great value one who can perform so many things that no one else can. But even with all that has happened in the summer months, he was just luck that he never gets hot, never sweats in his life. He has always wondered why, he would confront his father about it he thought to himself. He is always told the same thing; that he will know when he is older. But of course Draco Malfoy was not a very patient man but, he soon will find out because of the arranged marriage that his father and some wealthy pureblood man made when he was just an infant.
But the thing is that no one could know, not really himself and he hated with a passion to even reveal such a thing to himself is that he doesn't even know if he has the guts to complete his mission. It was such a simple task, all he had to do was two things, the first was easy with some practice and then the second was the one that he couldn't bring himself to do. He remembered when the Dark Lord told him his mission. He was bowing on the floor and Voldemort slid his way over, told him what to do and left leaving a terrified boy behind. And that was just it, he was just a boy of only sixteen, not a man, a boy, a boy who was terrified for his life and that of his family.
He just sat where he was for hours upon hours thinking of what the Dark Lord said. He pondered on how to approach it and then if he even wanted to. He knew that he didn't have a choice in the matter. He had to keep his mother safe and please his father and by pleasing his father he had to do what the Dark Lord said. It wasn't until his mother came to him and said that she would take care of it that he actually moved from his kneeling position on the floor. He had faith in her like always, but that still didn't matter because he only had a year to complete the task.
Class was dismissed and Draco came out of his thoughts, muttered a few words and completed the assignment before he went to his common room to think things over. There was much to be done and little time to prepare.
That night Draco again walked to the Room of Requirements to work on his cabinet. As he began preforming the spell over and over again, he started to become restless, agitated, he couldn't put a word on it. He was just not feeling right about all of this. Again his mind raced with doubts and thoughts of death. All that he has seen starting to take a toll on him. But as soon as the feelings started to surface, he squashed them and continued to work, that was until he heard a noise. He immediately stopped what he was doing and peered over to the entrance. There he saw a woman, though her face was blocked by the clock she wore but he could tell that she was no ordinary person for not many know of this room. He quickly ducked into the cabinet to hide from the intruder. Looking through the cracks he saw her move about and then soon out of sight. He waited until he couldn't hear her small footsteps.
He stepped out of the cabinet, putting a vanishing spell over himself so that he could follow the intruder without being seen. He stayed about 50 meters behind the intruder who seemed to be wandering around the Room of Requirement. He thought that it was strange for someone to actually come in here, but it seems that they were searching for something but what it was he did not know yet. About 10 minutes went by as he kept following the person until they suddenly stopped in front of a small table where they brushed off some books with a spell and they fell to the floor. He saw the person pick up a small box, open it, shut it quickly and turned on their heels back towards the entrance of the Room of Requirement where they vanished.
Draco quickly left the Room of Requirements, haphazardly through the blanket back over the cupboard before running after the mysterious person in question. He saw the person take out a small bag and put the box inside. The clock still covering their face, had Draco questioned as to who it was. The person turned down a corridor but when Draco turned also, he saw the last remnants of an apparition point. Curious. He thought to himself. I thought no one could apparate within the halls of Hogwarts. He walked to the point and tried himself but was unsuccessful. So instead he went to bed, thinking of the mysterious person and what he or she took.
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2 weeks later
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Hermione was in the library, the first Tuesday night November, studying for the upcoming midterms of the semester where she saw someone walk into the restricted section. She got up quietly and over to see who it was and noted that it was someone around her age. But she couldn't make out who it was for they were wearing a hoodie over their head. She was about to get Madame Pince when she saw the figure leave the library.
She quickly packed her things up and started out of the library. Curiosity overtook her as usual and she made her way through the halls of Hogwarts looking for the mysterious person but to no avail she couldn't find the person. It seemed as if they just disappeared altogether. She gave out a sigh and headed to the Gryffindor common room for the night.
"Harry you wouldn't believe what I saw in the library just now." She said as she walked into the common room.
Harry looked up "What did you see?"
"More books than she could handle I recon." Ronald chimed in.
Hermione swatted him on the head, "No, there was a mysterious figure that was in the restricted section and when I went to follow them, they just disappeared. It was rather peculiar if you ask me."
"I bet it is Malfoy, sounds like he would be up to no good being a Death Eater and all."
"Harry Potter, are you having a laugh? I will not have you say that again. Voldemort would not waste his time on a child especially one who is a coward like Malfoy and plus Dumbledore would know." Hermione said.
"But what if he doesn't." Harry said, though more to himself than to either Ron or Hermione. "I mean think about Hermione, Voldemort wants Dumbledore dead, so why not recruit a student."
"Mad as a bag of ferrets Harry, that is what you are. Now if you excuse me, I'll be going to bed. I have had enough of this nonsense. And if you had any wits you boys would do the same." And with that Hermione left, but hoping she was right and Harry was wrong. Though she would never admit it out loud, she knew that Harry could have a slim possibility that he could be right.
She dressed for bed thinking if it was possible and decided that it was just a bunch of bollocks. Satisfied with her answer, she went to bed still curious as to who was in the Restricted Section of the library.
Harry and Ron too followed Hermione's advice. "You think she lived in the library." Ron made a comment.
"Well you know we would lost without her." Harry gave out a laugh while changing for the night. Ron too laughed and agreed whilst hopping into bed.
"Night Harry."
"Night Ron." Harry said, turned off the light and went to bed.
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"I want her! I want her NOW!" The faceless man said, who more like a serpent than human looked.
"My Lord, we are doing everything we can but…" The other man stopped talking as a wand came pointed to him.
"Did you not hear me you rat arsed twat! You will bring her to me! Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, my Lord." He put his wand down and the other man, bowed and rushed out of the study, his blond hair billowing behind him.
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I hope you liked chapter three, I have had this idea for such a long time and thought it is a perfect time to write my story. Please let me know what you think! I just want to know if I am going into the right direction! Thanks! Chapter 4 will be out next week!
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