Chapter 5
"A what?" asked a very confused Harry.
"Ah, yes, I had feared that the school wouldn't have taught you about us.
Well, let's see... where to begin... Well, a morphia is basically a
creature that can take on the form and powers of anything. This includes
humans, vampires, pixies, nymphs, wizards, even inanimate objects. Since
we are able to turn into any type of dark creature or dark wizard, we are
labelled as "evil" though there is no proof that morphia have ever hurt
anyone. This wouldn't mean that if you transformed into someone that is
evil that you would become evil yourself," explained Shikiru.
"When we change forms we automatically have the powers of whatever we
change into. This also means that we have their weaknesses as well which
also means that if we turn into some one that is immortal, then we
ourselves are immortal. But, morphia themselves are not immortal. So, if
after thousands of years we either turn back into our original form, or
another immortal creature, we die instantly. Your morphia form will be the
form you were originally born with."
"Wait, so does this mean that someone in my family was a morphia?"
"Probably not. You see, what makes us different is that our powers and
form are not passed down through genetics. You can't inherit being a
morphia."
"Then why am I becoming one?"
"Because I chose you. I've watched you, Harry. I've seen you grow up, at
school, and sadly, even here. I know how physically and mentally strong
you are. You are the perfect candidate to become a morphia," Shikiru
explained.
"Then why didn't you stop them?! Why didn't you help me?" cried Harry.
"Normally, I would have intervened in your life, since I was planning on
changing you. But you're different. Your case was special..."
"Why?! Because I'm the boy who lived?! Because of blood magic?! Why?!"
screamed Harry.
"No. Because of a curse," replied Shikiru.
"What?" asked Harry in disbelief.
"There is a lot about your past that you don't know. Your parents were not
part of the light. Voldemort is not your enemy. Peter never betrayed your
parents. You are not the boy who lived."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Lily, James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter were not part of the light side.
They were actually quite good friends with Voldemort. Tom's original plans
were not quite as drastic. It is true that he hated all non-pureblood
people, but he had more reasonable ideas. He wanted to make it so that no
pure blood witch or wizard would procreate with a muggle, or half blood.
He knew that the pure blood line was dieing and that he couldn't destroy
everyone that didn't have pure blood. He wanted to stop the muggles and
half bloods before there was no more wizarding blood in their body. He
thought that if he separated the pure blooded wizards from the muggles
then he could save the wizarding world."
"He was afraid that non-wizard blood would overpower the wizard blood in a
person?"
"Yes. He didn't have much proof of this, but he was very charismatic. He
was able to get thousands of witches and wizards to join him. This
included your mother and father."
"So they were just more of his pawns?" sneered Harry.
"No. they actually got very close to Tom. Over the years, Tom became more
of a family friend then a ruler. Obviously, Dumbledore did not like this.
Then there was the prophecy that says..."
"I know what it says, that if Voldemort and I cannot live while the other
does," said Harry.
"That was a fake prophecy that Dumbledore made up to make sure that you
never joined Tom's side."
"Why would I join the man that killed my parents?" asked Harry.
"Were you not listening? He never harmed you parents. He is actually your
elder godfather." said Shikiru.
"No! Sirius was my godfather!" yelled Harry.
"He was your minor godfather. There is a very old wizarding tradition
where the parents assign the child two godfathers. A minor godfather,
Sirius, and an elder godfather, Tom."
"Then who killed my parents?" Harry asked, even though he already knew the
answer.
"Dumbledore," was all Shikiru said.
There was a long pause before Harry looked back to Shikiru.
"What is this curse?" he asked, sounding calmer then before
"It was placed on you when your parents died. You see, Tom was bonded to
you. Not in a marriage sense, but in a sense that he would always protect
you. You two share a special bond that Dumbledore could not destroy. That
is why you can see what he sees. That is why you have that scar."
"Why didn't anyone tell me?"
"That's what the curse is. If anyone was to mention this to you before
your 16th birthday, then you would have died. That's why Tom couldn't say
anything all these years. If he was to even hint at it, Dumbledore could
have told you and you would have died. Tom loved you too much to do that
to you. That's why no one could tell you."
"What about Remus and Sirius? Couldn't they have said something?"
"Remus had no idea where you were. He was on a mission when your parents
were killed. Imagine, he comes home to find his two best friends, his
loved and you all gone in one night."
"Lover?"
"Sirius. They had been lovers since their school years. He had no idea
what had happened. When he arrived home the only person there was
Dumbledore. He of course told him that Voldemort and gone insane and had
killed you and your parents. He told Remus that he had gotten Sirius to
help kill them. He only said that you would be safe here with your aunt
and uncle. Remus had no other choice than believe him. He was all alone in
the world now..." Shikiru drifted off.
"That bastard! I knew he was never looking out for my best interest. He's
been lying to me this whole time?"
"I'm afraid, yes," Shikiru replied.
"So, back to why I was originally here. You are going to become a morphia
tonight."
"Do I have a choice in this?"
"Do you want a choice?"
"How can I trust you? How can I believe that everything you said is true?
That you're not really just here to kill me?"
"Technically, I'm the only person you know that hasn't lied to you.
Actually, I just saved your life..." said Shikiru, looking down and the
body of Vernon.
"Oh, right. Forgot he was there, wish I could have done it myself though,"
Harry sighed.
"There are plenty of people out there that have done you wrong that you
can kill. Now, about becoming a morphia..."
"Will it hurt?" asked Harry after a long pause.
"Some parts. You see, morphia do a lot of transformations in their lives,
but tonight's is the simplest. You will drink three drops of my blood. You
will then sleep for three minutes. Then drink three drops of water, sleep
for three minutes, swallow three searing hot pebbles. That will be the
only thing that hurts. Sleep again, eat three pinches of dirt, sleep, take
three huge gulps of air, and then your last three minutes of sleep as a
human."
"...And the reason for all that is...?" asked a very confused Harry.
"Three is a very holy number to morphia. Remember how I told you that
morphia are not immortal and their powers don't continue down a blood
line?"
"Yes," answered Harry, still confused.
"That's because there are only three original morphia. Myself, my brother
Hikiru and my sister Niba. We were created from earth, fire, water, air
and the blood of the Mother Goddess. That is why you have three of the
elements and three drops of my blood."
"And the sleep in between?" asked Harry.
"Well, I've never been too sure about that myself. I do know that while
you sleep you'll dream. Some will be good dreams, others not so much," was
Shikiru's only reply.
"Ah, ok. Um, I was wondering... well, you know how other creatures have
mates?" asked Harry nervously.
"Yes."
"Will I have one?"
"That is entirely up to you. You can go through a bonding ceremony that
will also turn you betrothed into a morphia. Not only will it give them
the same powers, but it also means that they will die the same time you
do. You would be the dominant part in your relationship, since you are the
original morphia in the pair," said Shikiru as she started to get all the
ingredients out of a pouch tied to her pants.
"What do you mean by dominant?" asked Harry, blushing.
"You will be stronger then your mate, you will be extremely protective of
them and you will always be on top," Shikiru explained.
"Oh…" was all Harry could say.
"Now hush up, its time for the "transformation."
"I thought you said there would be no transformation," said Harry.
"Oh, there won't. I just couldn't think of a better word. Now open up. It's
time."
End of Chapter 5
AN: yea, its kinda a cliffie but not really. I'm not going to write too much about the ceremony because there isn't much to it.
Now you know what a morphia is. ^-^
please review!
Iri
