Here is chapter 3! I hope you enjoy :)
Disclaimer! I do not own Harry Potter, never have, never will.
Black heels clicked steadily on the marble flooring. Longs legs strode purposely pass the pale,unmoving guards.
The end of the anteroom approached. Pausing before grasping the door with a dainty hand, she opened the stone-like gate. Taking in the six sitting members.
The beautiful figures sat imperiously on their thrones. merely observing while speaking softly as harps played. All speech grew silent as the woman entered. Four turned their heads, red eyes gazing at the yellowed parchment with curiosity. Automatically turning to a dark-haired man and his bonded as they recognized the parchment. Wizards parchment. Only one of their kind owned and willingly used such a thing.
"A request, for the council." The woman whispered. Though the occupants heard her perfectly.
The dark-haired man rose a sculpted eyebrow. White teeth shown as he began to speak. His voice cultured, hinting of European ancestry many of the other members shared."Burn it. The council carries out no requests. No matter who requests it of-"
"-Tobias." His bonded interrupted. The woman faintly resembled her husband. Skin equally pale as the marble that adorned the floor. Similarities ceased here. The woman's hair was perfectly straight, unlike the curly lion's mane her bonded wore. Resembling the late wizard, Odysseus.
Tobias inhaled unnecessarily before speaking to the standing woman. "Do not burn it.. Read the letter aloud Caesonia."
"Of course Lord Prince.
Mother and Father,
You have most likely been informed of my withdrawal pertaining to the second wizarding war. The two factors have few to offer me, as you have said many years ago. I regret not heeding your warnings and ,choosing a mortal over my heritage and lifestyle.
Should you allow me among my own kind, even as a lowly citizen to the council, once again, I would be greatly gratified and honored.
Should you accept or refuse my plea I have but one more request. Wizards have designed a ritual. One to allow humans and powerful races to bond as brothers,wives, or adopt children without inheriting the gene of the race they have bonded with. I have attained a brotherly bond in Lucius Malfoy. The Malfoy Lord has adopted a female child, Victoria Malfoy, naming me godfather.
Mother, Father, here is my request. I wish to protect the child. Victoria has become a deatheater.A very powerful, very prized servant. I believe she is to be more prized than Bellatrix Lestrange should she prove herself. I wish to give her asylum should The Dark Lord exhaust Victoria's loyalty. She meets and extends all the qualifications. I have checked.
I wish to turn her.
Severus Prince
Former Prince Heir", Caesonia finished.
Yellowed parchment slowly changed to ashes in the woman's hand. Small embers forming within the room. Rapidly warming the temperature. Council members swept from the room. Wary of Lord Princes reaction regarding the disowned heir.
Lady Eileen gently touched her husband. Visible calming him as eyes faded back to their original ruby. She continued to stroke his face gently never drawing her eyes from his as she commanded,"Inform my son we will greet him in three days time to discuss these conditions. I have mourned losing him to the mortal plan and now we will retrieve him."
Neville Pov
Filch returned our permission slips reluctantly. Letting Draco, Victoria, and pass with narrowed eyes. With no small amount of lust glinting in those muddy eyes as he skims Victoria's body. My fingers screamed for my wand, but the look I received from Draco halted my action.
We are accustomed to the attention Victoria unintentionally causes for herself. For many she is fire, drawing them like a moth to a flame. Slowly burning the fascinated sheep as they become to enthralled with her to notice the apparent danger. For me she is a storm. Calm, waiting for the perfect moment to strike, rage on those who are a threat. Before gliding away quietly, leaving even those injured in awe of her.
When we were young I was her protector. Her knight in shining armor that picked up the pieces as our parents disappointed us time and time again.
Now she has Draco to be the light in this dark depreciated world.
Victoria's earlier statement comes to mind.
There is no light. Not for us. Not anymore.
She was wrong. There was never any light for us.
...
We arrive shortly in front of the most recognize building throughout the wizard world. Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.
Fred and George?
No.
My denial was shattered we entered the colorful building. Toys, potions, and children ran rapid in the three-story building. A roped off section was filled with anxious and stressed parents. Fred and George were in the middle. Speaking to small children and teens of Hogwarts.
Draco weaved seamlessly between the horde of customers. Managing not to touch any of their robes as he eyed them to distaste.
Somethings never change.
We reached Fred and George moments later. Waiting patiently as explained a suspicious blue potion to a third year.
"Dearest sister, and-"
"-Draco, and Nevile-"
"-What a pleasant surprise!" The twins finished with wide smiles and twinkling eyes.
"Fred, George, we have someone to visit." Victoria said with amusement in her tone.
Their smiles alarmed me greatly. It was dark, exiting their playful demeanor, and showing me exactly whose side they are on.
"Well Neville-"
"-Follow us."
I followed warily. Wondering exactly why I was required to enter the room first. As we stopped in front a black door, the door handle drew my attention. It was silver, but with a green snake moving slightly.
Wasn't that a little to obvious?
I reached to open the door anyway. As my fingers touched the handle a hot feeling pleasure engulfed my body. Forcing my lips to let a deep moan escape me as I feel to the ground and into darkness.
I woke for what seemed minutes later. Fred and George hovered over my face with twin smirks on their lips. Causing my memory to return over what happened. Mortified, I feel heat spreading my cheeks at my reaction. What was that?
"What was that?!" I asked, angry at being a test subject. Once again.
"That little lion was our specialized door. Made to only enter those who bear the dark mark or-"
"-those who have pure intent of joining the dark cause can see it. Which was by our own magic. And-"
"-Nobody has ever reacted so...positively." Fred and George purred together. Making me break out in shivers.
"Fred. George." Draco's stern voice saved me from the red menaces. He helped me rise, the twins escorting us to the floo.
I take in the room during our short journey. Decked in grey and black the room was covered with inventions ad muggle computers. If I knew what the unspeakables chamber looked like this would be my first the muggle machines were pulsing with little red dots. Monitors showing the halls of Hogwarts? I choose not to dwell on the cameras as we enter the fireplace, grabbing a pinch of red floo powder.
"We will see you later-"
"-little lion." Fred and George demand. Leaving no option but too nod in consent.
...
"Enter." The deep smooth baritone voice was nothing similar to my parents' descriptions.
The study we entered was not, as I imagined, covered in black and green. Instead neutral colors shown throughout the room. Bringing my eyes towards the massive bookshelf an skylight before I bowed.
"You may rise, what do you require, ?" The Dark Lord questioned, ignoring our presence. Questioned? Where is the demanding tone?
"We have escorted Victoria and Draco, also dropping off our file, sir." Fred spoke, surprisingly without George interrupting. The twins handed the Dark Lord twin rainbow colored folders with matching smiles. I knew it was to good to be true.
"Goodbye little snakes, -"
"-Little lion! Have fun with-"
"-our master!" And with that the twins were gone. Leaving me with the Dark Lord, Draco, and Victoria. But don't forget the awkward silence.
Merlin the things I do for her.
I cough slightly to break the silence and red eyes assessing my childhood friend.
"...Lord..Voldemort, You may think me Gryffindor, I will be blunt. The opposing side has lost me. Victoria disillusioned herself much earlier of our parents, but I had to learn painfully. Victoria is my world, a huge part of it, and I will do anything to protect her. Even joining you." I finish my speech. Sinking to my knees, gazing into blood orbs. Some may think me bold, though he knows my action says the opposite.
"We will see, ." He murmurs quietly, eyes darkened in an unknown emotion I choose not to analyze. I meet Draco's approving and proud eyes before looking at Victoria. My last remembrance was her warm and gratified smile. Warming me to my core, once again bringing me to the days of my knighthood. Making me feel useful once again. Before I feel magic spike. Then I fade into a painful black as I feel him sliding, lunging, into my mind. Someones scream ringing in my ears.
The office was once again housing wizards and a witch. Four sat around the desk, papers and plans scattered all around. A knock disrupted murmured discussions. Two boys entered the room. Bowing slightly to the headmaster.
"You sent for us sir?" Ravyn asked curiously.
Dumblerose motioned for the boys to step forward, grandfather smile in place.
"Yes, yes I did my boys. As you two know the seventh year tournament is Monday. Lord Slytherin and Minister Fudge will be appearing as guest hosts." The headmasters smile dimmed slightly as he said his next words. "You must not allow my next words to escape this room. Lord Slytherin is Voldemort." The headmaster finished grimly. Though his eyes continued twinkling, contradicting his words. Only one untainted, non- manipulated, wizard registered this.
Ron turned an ugly red, matching his hair remarkably. "Y-You-Know-Who is entering the school!?"
"Unfortunately yes, you two boys are joining the Order once you finish Hogwarts. We thought it prudent to begin informing the future members. For now, all we can do is keep an eye on all Slytherins and victimisers."
Ravyn looked around the room. The other occupants were nodding along to the Headmasters words. Like sheep.
"Thank you headmaster, we will do you proud and protect Hogwarts with our life! Lets go mate." Ravyn said with a cocky smile before exiting with Ron.
...
"Mate, what are we going to do. Y-You-know-who is coming!" Ron yelled in the empty corridor.
Ravyn stopped walking, locking eyes with the red heads eyes before speaking, "Ron! You heard the Headmaster, all we can do is watch, and prepare. I am meeting Dean at the library. I will see you in the dorm mate."
Ron was soon left alone in the hall. Thinking of strategies to take out as many deatheaters as possible. Then he remembered. The first rule in chess.
There many important pieces in chess. The most dangerous, is the one with the most influence. The piece that causes us all to wince when captured.
And for Ron, that piece was the queen.
' My lord, did you get that?'
'..Yes.'
'My instructions?'
'Do not interfere in his plans.'
'...As you wish.'
"The password deary?"
"Chivalry."
AN:/ So did you guys enjoy? :) Pm/Review suggestions on what should be in the tournament! I also want to thank evveerrrybody for reading and following this fiction :)) I haven't been personally answering reviews and for that I apologize and will start to do that again! Oh, and I will re-rewrite the summary, I am not very good at those , and seeing as Victoria was only in her parents favor until 6 years old it doesn't really make sense. I will make it better! :) Did anyone catch the thing I did with Dumbledore, it was kinda subtle...