Harry Potter and the Life Unlived
By
Vulpine Nox
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This chapter is dedicated to bandgsecurityaw who reviewed every chapter so far.
Last Chapter
That is true but we could get him in Hagrid's debt, then with his Gryffindor Honor he would definitively help.
'That would work, what do you have in mind.' Silver explained her plan as they entered the Rooms.
This Chapter
Ronald Weasley didn't know what to think when Harry Potter was sorted into Slytherin. Harry seemed like a nice boy on the train, but you could never tell with Slytherins. But then again he was the boy-who-lived, the one who had defeated He-who-must-not-be-named, and that made him a good person right? But he was in Slytherin! Maybe the Hat had made a mistake? Yes that must be it, and if it turned out that he was like all the other Slytherins then he would just treat him like one. Ronald Weasley was walking the snowy grounds of Hogwarts fully confidant of his decision that Harry Potter was sorted into the wrong house.
The reason Ronald had taken a walk in the first place was because it felt like someone had been watching him all day in class and now that feeling intensified exponentially. He shivered in his cloak, the warming charm seeming to stop working for a moment.
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Silver, target is approaching the Hut. Ivy over.
Roger, Ivy. What is the status of Big, Iris? Over
Big is in the Hut. Over.
Roses what is the status of Flit and Kitty? Over.
Engaged in conversation in Flit's classroom. Clear for at least thirty minutes, over.
Roger Roses. Onyx what is the status of Snipe, over?
Snipe is presiding over a detention, clear for one hour. Over.
Roger Onyx. Jade what is Twinkle status, Over.
Twinkle just went into his office, I will alert you if anything changes, Over.
Roger Jade. Terra Sprout's status. Over.
In the greenhouses, couldn't we thought of a better code name for her? Over.
Roger Terra, no one could think of one.
I think you girls are having entirely too much fun, we could just check Map you know. Shade's mental voice broke into the checklist.
Hush Shade, they will learn better this way, and it is lots more fun, you watch Map incase any students approach. This is Silver, I will proceed as Brat and engage target, be alert and alert me to any changes of subjects of observation. Over.
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Ronald saw Malfoy approaching and stopped walking for a moment.
"Its you, you've been following me. I thought I saw someone." He accused.
"I've no idea what you're talking about Weasel. Though I'm glad to see you here in natural habitat, where you belong Weasel." Malfoy drawled.
"Shut up Malfoy, just because your to prissy to walk outside doesn't mean that all of us are." Ronald thought that this was a very good come back until he heard Malfoy's response.
"And where are we now Weasel? Inside?" Malfoy replied raising an eyebrow. "I've had enough of your stupidity Weasel, I'm leaving."
"Don't turn your back on me you stuck up git!" Ronald said angrily drawing his wand.
Iris, commence poke the unhatched dragon's owner, Silver mentally whispered. Iris slipped out of the edge of the forest and knocked hard on Hagrid's door. She ran back as soon as she heard Hagrid get up, Fang barking.
"Ges a minute, 'old your 'ippiogriffs." Hagrid opened the door and looked around. "Ello?" He heard an angry voice carrying down from the direction of the castle. "Oh dear." He put on his mole skin overcoat and hurried over to the two students yelling at each other.
Iris turned her black cloak inside out the white match perfectly with the snow and she had on loose white moccasin type shoes that left little trace of her foot steps because she had a feather light charm on. She slipped into Hagrid's hut, which was uncomfortably hot, and threw a small log into the fire. Silver had cast an interest rune on the log which should make the Weasley notice the fire, and therefore the egg. Her task done she slipped out of the hut and back into the edge of the forest, she made her way back to the castle.
Big approach identifying distance, hurry it up Perception, over.
"What are you going to do about it Weasel?" Malfoy sneered.
Ronald opened his mouth and was knocked back into the snow with an throbbing stomach. Malfoy had bloody cursed him! Ooo he would get him back for this. A large shadow fell over Ronald and he looked up. It was the games keeper Hagrid. Ronald didn't know Hagrid very well but had heard from Fred and George that he was pretty nice.
"Are ye alright there," Hagrid grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him out of the snow, Hagrid hadn't see the face of the attacker only their blond hair. "Yer soaked come to my Hut and warm up. Don't want ye to git sick." Ronald nodded unable to speak because the warming charms on his robes had melted the snow and then failed leaving him wet and soaked. Hagrid helped him to the Hut and the girls returned back to the rooms leaving no trace of their passing.
After Ronald had warmed up enough to stop shivering he asked Hagrid, "Did you see Malfoy attack me?"
"No, I only saw someun attack ye, didn't see 'ho it was." Ronald cursed, now he didn't have any proof Malfoy attacked him, he would still tell McGonagall but she wouldn't do anything without proof. He looked around, never having been in Hagrid's hut before, and the fire, or more precisely the egg in the cauldron over it, caught his eye.
"Hagrid is that a dragon egg?" Ronald asked incredulously.
"Er, yes I won it, isn't it wonderful? I always wanted a dragon." Hagrid said dreamily..
"But Hagrid you live in a wooden house." Ronald said seriously. Hagrid just seemed not to hear him and started to tell Ronald about all different kinds of dragons.
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"You want us to do what!" Dean Thomas said heatedly, not happy that Ronald wanted to help the games keeper sneak out an illegal dragon.
"I have to agree with Dean, even if he was nice to you that is no reason to risk getting expelled." Seamus Finnigan agreed vehemently.
"I'm going to write my brother and he will probably take it." Ronald said feeling that he would get his friends to help later.
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Draco Malfoy was disgusted when Harry Potter was sorted into Slytherin. He had no right to take the importance that a Malfoy had come to Hogwarts. And Myst how dare she be so rude at the sorting ceremony! To brush off a Malfoy was against an unspoken law. And later, they made everyone believe that they had beaten Pucey, which Draco knew had to be a rumor. How could Zambini be fooled so easily? These thoughts led him to getting beaten easily when he challenged Potter to a duel after he had caught Longbottom. The nerve of the Hooch women, correcting him in front of all those Gryffindors! He wasn't ready for the duel, and he didn't control his temper. All in all he was furious at Potter and miffed at himself. He had asked his father for some more lessons in magic, to which his father happily complied. Normally Draco was impossible to get to do any kind of lessons without bribing him with something or threatening him. So Draco Malfoy was walking in the dungeons of Hogwarts looking for Crabbe and Goyle, fully confidant of his ability to beat Harry Potter.
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Neville had worked hard looking up and practicing spells at his family's manor. The ministry wasn't a problem because it could only detect underage magic in households of muggleborn otherwise others magical folk that lived there magic covered up the underage magic. The Ministry's sensors couldn't differentiate magical signatures from far away, and it was impractical to go to every house that had school age children and magical activity. He was almost disappointed when Ana didn't call him for training the first day back and was wandering the dungeons looking for her when he nearly ran into Malfoy.
"What are you doing down here Longbottom? Looking for a hole to crawl into and die?" Malfoy said, his scathing greeting unappreciated. Neville felt annoyed for once at Malfoy's rudeness.
"Bugger off Malfoy." Malfoy retort died on his lips when he realized that Longbottom had told him to bugger off, that was decidedly odd, but he decided to dismiss this thought. Longbottom would make a perfect test subject for some of the new curses he had learned, he screamed "ladere". A weak striking hex, that caused a slight distortion in the air around it.
Neville could tell that Malfoy was getting ready to hex him by the look of glee crossing the pale boy's face. He stepped aside as soon as the other boy raised his wand and drew his own, the few spell that he knew running over his mind.
"Brevis imageo, imageo, coloris. " The first two spells were illusions, one to distract Malfoy the other to revenge himself once Malfoy had beaten him. Neville could hold that spell for a couple hours, until right in the middle of dinner.
Malfoy was flustered when Longbottom sidestepped his spell and more so when he cast his own spells. He was startled when McGonagall appeared out of no where and started scolding the boys, but after a few moment he realized that Longbottom had cast a poor illusion and dissipated the now melting McGonagall with a finite incantumn.
"That was pathetic Longbottom," Malfoy sneered and let off the same curse again. Once again Neville sidestepped it, he said calmly "ladere." Malfoy preoccupied with his own spell didn't see the distortion until it was to late, then he saw only blackness. Neville blinked dazed, well that was odd, he had beaten Malfoy in a duel. Unsure what to do he continued on his search for Ana, unaware that a pair of bright yellow eyes watched the event curiously.
Master? Where are you Master?
Here Berry blackest, what is so urgent?
Boy whose master is you has fought the small white rat and defeated him!
Really? What happened.
Small white rat attacked boy whose master is you and he moved past the magic and attacked him back, the magic didn't work. The small white rat attacked again and boy whose master is you moved aside again and attack back. Small white rat fell asleep. Boy whose master is you is looking for you now.
Bring him to the Rooms please.
Yes Master.
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Neville started in surprise when he felt something brush against his leg.
"Mrow?"
"Blackberry? What are you doing here? Where is Ana?" Neville recognized Ana's little kitten in the dim flickering torchlight and wondered why it was so far down in the dungeons. He bent over to pick her up when she grabbed his wand between her teeth, he hadn't put it away after Malfoy, and ran down a staircase. The wand was held loosely in her mouth.
"Hey! Come back here Blackberry." He called after the small kitten. The kitten continued to elude him, leading him deeper into unfamiliar territory. The kitten finally walked into a room and Neville let out a victorious sigh and walked up to Blackberry, who was sitting in front of a mirror, wand nowhere in sight. Blackberry lingered only long enough for Neville to see here and jumped at the mirror. Neville winced a second before the cat would hit her reflection, but to his surprise the black kitten melded into her reflection. He blinked for a moment and walked over to the large, plain mirror. Neville put his hand onto the mirror it passed through. He stepped into it and was surprised to see the familiar white, deceptively delicate looking, paper thin walls. His wand was laying on the floor a little ways down and the cat was waiting by it.
"Mrow?"
"You brought me here on purpose didn't you?"
The cat's only response was a quiet purr, and she walked off. Neville grabbed his wand as he walked past. The cat stopped at a door that Neville was very familiar with, it led to the only room in Hogwarts that he hated with a passion, the room that Ana used to train him.
He sighed, "I suppose she wants me to train then?" The purr got louder.
He opened the door to see Ana sitting on the floor in the middle of the room.
"About time you got here, I sent Blackberry for you over thirty minutes ago."
"Sorry Ana, I had gotten lost." He stood there for a moment longer.
"Well are you going to fight me?" Her face was impassive but she sounded annoyed.
"But your sitting down and your eyes are closed." He answered unsure of the new tactic. He felt the bond between them shrink until he could only tell that she was near, Ana always did it when they were going to fight.
"You can't beat me standing up, so I thought you might have better luck with me sitting down." Neville bristled internally at the jab and shot off the fire curse at her. It flew towards Ana, whose eyes were still closed. Neville watched curiously, a second before it would of hit her she leaned back, just far back enough that it wouldn't hit her. Neville shot off four bludgeoning curses and an illusion spell. Contrary to what Malfoy saw he was very good at the illusion spell, in this case he made himself invisible and ran to the back of his sitting teacher. At the same time the ladere curses hit, and passed through Ana. Neville then ignored the 'Ana' sitting in middle of the room and held perfectly still. Ana too was under an illusion, but he had the disadvantage of not knowing where, but she didn't know where he was either. The whispered 'angere' was the only warning of a choking curse from behind him. Non-existent hand grasped his neck making it very hard to breath, and making him unable to move very far. He lost his illusion spell.
"Weakling," Neville could hear the sneer in her voice as the world was growing dim. He gasped for air when she let up the curse.
"Battuere," he shouted and aimed in the direction of her voice. 'I am not weak! I knocked Malfoy out cold!' he thought to himself. It sounded like someone was rattling wind chimes, he looked up and thought 'well that's different.' A small rune hovered in front of Ana and whenever his battering curse made a hit the rune a chime rang out. Neville reeled when he was hit by 'flagellum,' a whipping curse, from behind.
"It was a decoy you lummox. Surely a weakling like yourself has heard of one. Now fight and stop being so stupid." This time she appeared right in front of him as the other her dissolved.
"IMAGO," he yelled, angry with Ana at not seeing how far he had come since the troll incident. He wasn't weak anymore. Ten Nevilles appeared and started shooting at their Master. Ana stepped out of the way and shimmered into invisibility, the Nevilles followed her example and started shoot curses at where they had last seen her. She flickered back into reality and the illusions all shot stupefy which hit their target, Ana fell to the floor in an gracious heap. Four Nevilles approached cautiously and they poked Ana, she rippled and exploded. Ten of the Nevilles also rippled. Then Neville realized his mistake, he stood out from the rest, only for an instant, but long enough for Ana to pick him out from the copies. Sure enough he was once again hit with a curse, a mild pain curse, but enough to make him drop to the floor.
"Another pathetic fail attempt Longbottom. Maybe I should train a baby, it would certainly be a lot stronger than you Longbottom. To think that both of your parents were Auroras and that you are so weak, good thing they are here to see you Longbottom, they might die of shame." Ana had a sneer on her face that would scare Snape, but Neville didn't care. He was so furious that all he concentrate on was showing Ana that she was wrong, so wrong.
"That is not true!" Neville snarled, drawing deeply on his magic.
"Really?" Ana asked raising an eyebrow, "Then prove it."
Neville replied only by leveling his wand at Ana and releasing all the magic he had gathered. The sudden lack of magic made him stagger. Ana didn't move and just flicked her wand at the ball of magical energy. An invisible force intercepted the magic and slammed it into a white wall, making a large scorch mark.
"Is that all Longbottom? Surely you can do better." The words only made him angrier.
Once again he drew on his magic, but there was less magic available then the last blast had, he snarled wordlessly and drew deeper. There was something blocking his magic! He crashed against it, it made no feelable difference. He continued to pound it mentally and magicly at after a short pounding the barrier broke. It flooded him with such power he had never felt before, he could feel everything, the stones, the wood in the floor and Ana, who was standing on the floor. He let the magic wrap around him, protecting him from any spell that his Master might cast. He would prove her wrong.
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