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The Unicorn Prince
Chapter 7: The Myth
Later that night Harry was sitting in the library surrounded by a gaggle of noisy Gryffindors. Madam Pince sat behind her desk glaring daggers at the obnoxious teens, though she didn't confront them about it (Harry suspected that had something to do with Hermione's presence. She was the librarian's favorite student, after all).
"Hey Ron?" Harry said after a while. Everyone quieted down to listen to him speak (something that happened frequently, yet never ceased to unnerve him). He cleared his throat uncomfortably, but continued anyway, "What can you tell me about Unicorn Maidens."
Ron raised an eyebrow at him curiously, "Why do you want to know that?" he asked.
Harry shrugged, trying to look nonchalant, "It's an asignment Hagrid gave me." He lied smoothly. He had found it helped to know your lie ahead of time and keep it as simple as possible; for one thing that makes it easier to remember and more believable.
His pre made believable lie wasn't as believable as he would've liked, though. Harry had forgotten Dean was taking the class with him and his friend shot a rather annoying hole through his fib, "But Harry, we're studying Hydra's this week."
"That's right, Harry. Besides, from what I've read on the matter (which isn't much) Unicorn maidens are mythical creatures. Hagrid doesn't cover mythical creatures." Hermione agreed.
"It's for an extra credit assignment. I have to write a 16 inch essay on a 'real' mythical creature." He elaborated quickly.
This caused Hermione to squeal extatically, "Oh Harry, that's wonderful! I'm so glad you're starting to take your studies seriously." Ron, for his part, looked like Harry had just committed the ultimate crime.
Harry ignored the look on his friend's face as he prodded further, "Well?"
Ron floundered for a moment before a resigned look came over his features. "I"ve never really had to explain this before, I've always assumed it was something everyone knew."
Harry and hermione shared a look, "I was raised by muggles Ron, remember? I didn't even know magic was real till I was eleven." Harry reminded his best friend.
Ron blinked, "Muggles...right." He repeated, before shaking his head, "Well, I guess the legend started because of a debate about where magic came from and why some people have it and some don't.
"The legend says that when Earth was still new, nothing lived here. It was all rocky, and dead. Well, almost everything. There was a small cave in the ground, a hole really. Inside the cool crevice was a spring. And asleep beside the pool was a beautiful girl. Her hair was made of moonlight and her skin milk.
"No one knows how long she lay there sleeping or where she even came from."
"I heard she was an alien!" Seamus added helpfully, only to receive a glare from his best friend.
"Shut up Seamus. I'm trying to listen!"
Ron ignored them as he continued his story, "When she woke up she took a drink from the spring, before climbing from the chamber. As she looked around her she didn't see a barren desert devoid of life, she saw a beautiful paradise filled with green plants and playful animals. All it needed was to be nurtured.
"Some say she could sense the magic pulsing below the Earth's crust and use that to bring life to her new planet. She started with the plants (because nothing can survive without plants).
"Once her green paradise was complete she traveled around as she thought of what creatures she should grant life.
"As she traveled she encountered others just like her, all with the same goal.
"As one they agreed on the first creature that should walk on earth. They breathed life into the unicorns and set the the task of watching over the magic that remained untapped."
"Mum said that the Unicorn Maidens loved their Unicorns so much they took on that form and hid among them. She also said that they could control the very core of magic." Ginny added whistfuy.
her brother snorted, "Yeah but there's no such thing as Unicorn Maidens. If there was, they'd be ruling the world already."
Harry thought back to the dosens of beautiful Maidens he'd met and couldn't quite picture anything so pure wanting to rule the world. That was a mortal wish, and Unicorn Maidens were anything but Mortal. Did that mean he wasn't mortal either? could he too control the very core of magic?
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by Proffessor McGonagall approaching the table, "Mr. Creevy, would you please come with me, there is something we must discuss."
Harry watched the younger boy leave the table, then turned back to Hermione who was speaking now, "That's facinating. I've come across meantions of the Unicorn Maidens before, but there was never much said about them. You wouldn't mind if I helped you research, would you Harry?"
he wasn't about to turn down good help (especially if he didn't have to explain anything) so he shrugged.
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Draco Mafoy had spent the remainder of his day in his room reading the books the professor had lended him. For the moment he was focusing his attention on his Monimos. Sadly, the books had very little to say on the matter.
So far he'd discovered that the Monimos would have to be as magically powerful as he himself was, if not more so. If he wasn't then Draco's magic would overwhelm them both, eaving them squibs at best, dead at worst.
He had also been disturbed to discover most Seers and their Monimos' wound up Bound together -usually by a wedding bond.
After he thought about it, it made perfect sense. The two spent such a large amount of time together and the 'grounding' itself was very intimate. If they didn't fall in love, they would at least be closer than siblings.
Not much was said about the actual 'grounding', and Draco had a feeling it varied from couple to couple, just like the Dreams.
Draco was so caught up in his reading that he missed dinner entirely.
When he finally looked up he decided to set his research aside for the time being. He needed to eat, and he still needed to finish an assignment for the next morning.
After a quick stop in the kitchen Draco headed for the library. he arrived just in time to see Professor McGonagall lead a shrimp of a Gryffindor away.
When Draco entered he stopped dean in his tracks and stared. He couldn't help it; he was surprised no one else was staring as well.
Sitting among a large pack of Gryffindors sat the Golden Boy Potter. That in and of itself wasn't all that odd. What was odd was that Potter...well, to put it simply: He looked different. Way different.
The first thing Draco noticed, was the horn sticking out of Potter's messy black locks. It wasn't a very big horn, he probably wouldn't have noticed it if not for the red lines running through the inky enamel. The point was it was a horn, and he was pretty sure Potter didn't have a horn yesterday.
The next thing Draco noticed was Potters clothes. They would blend in with any pureblood society with no problem. Potter's glasses were missing, and Draco was able to see the clear emeralds that usually hid behind those scratched lenses. The tips of Potter's ears peaked from the nest of black curls, and they were not rounded like any normal person's. The last change Draco noted was Potter's skin. As odd as it might sound, he could swear it shimmered.
Draco blinked and it was all gone, which only made him stare more. Yet, even without the exotic features, he looked surprisingly good...for Potter.
Shaking his head to rid himself of the thoughts he decided a bit of entertainment was in order, "Well well, if it isn't a pride of lions lounging in the library. What? Your common room not large enough to fit all the Weasels?"
Potter got to his feet defensively at the sound of his voice and faced him angrily, "Shove off, Malfoy. No one wants your nosy ferret face around here."
"Is that so?" Draco drawled, "Pity." He paused before smirking at the slightly smaller teen, "And what's this Potter? Finally decided to grow up?" As he said this, he raked his eyes over Potters (very fine) form.
Potter flushed deliciously and Draco's smirk widened, "You must excuse me, I have a report to finish." With a slightly mocking bow to the Gryffindors he swept passed them leaving one flustered boy-who-lived wondering what just happened.
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That night after most students were tucked safely in bed dreaming, one small boy sat curled up on the couch in the Gryffindor common room sobbing softly.
The quiet sounds were interrupted by a rapping on the window.
The boy looked up at the sound, whipping his eyes on the backs of his hands to see passed the tears.
There was an owl outside the window.
Hiccuping slightly, the boy stood up and opened the window. The owl swooped in and dropped a letter at the boy's feet before flying back out.
The boy numbly picked up the parchment and to unrolled it. He read the missive twice before falling to his knees, his eyes glistening with frightened tears.
What was he going to do? He couldn't just-he didn't-
The boy took a deep breath before closing his eyes and firming his expression.
"I'm sorry Harry." He whispered into the silence.
I got some interaction between the boy's in this chapter, aren't you so proud of me? (preens) anyway, I know it wasn't the longest chapter in the world, but it was important (everything I write is important) Now, I' sorry if there were any mistakes, my computer crashed recently and I no longer have word processor and the spell check on the internet wasn't very good. (they should put a spell check on ffn)
Next chapter: um...plot thickens? I can't really give any hints without giving the whole next chapter away, sorry guys.
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