I feel I should add that I have not actually forgotten about the fact hat Hermoines parents are in Australia. I am actually using it. The story will explain it. But for now they will hardly be mentioned.
Plus I have also put up a Poll for future pairings/couples. Please go vote.
Oh and I would love for someone to be able to "BETA" this story. PM or review so I know if anyone wants to.
Unfortunatly I did not make the millions of $ from Harry Potter, I did however create "Nemo" and "Effiga".
Also I forgot that there was an eplilogue as I pulled it out of the book and burnt it once I read it. So I totally forgot that there was an epilogue and so I should say this is not going to bridge over to the epilogue.
To say the Lovegoods were normal people would have been an understatement not worth breath. It was out of no harshness that Harry had concluded this. Rather they had an understanding of things that some people just could not see. That very understanding gave them an unnatural feel that some people just could not stand.
"What do you mean by possess? You say it as if it is something that is not made by you but you can control it." Harry said no more than a whisper as he looked towards the black cylinder house. Hermoine and Ginny were at the door. Hermoine looked nervous and Ginny seemed fidgety.
Realisation hit Harry. He called out, "Hermoine shouldn't this be half destroyed or collapsed?"
"It was only the inside that we destroyed Harry not the Outside. Still." Hermoine said.
"You see this is one reason why you three are capable. All of you reach for your wand slightly, in any sign of danger. You are even able to recognise it." Nemo Said moving towards the door. Carefree and light. "Now shall we go inside and fix it so that when Luna comes back she will be able to see a repaired house?" Opening the door. A thick carpet of dust flowed out door.
The dust flowed around Nemo. Not just around as dust would normally flow, it swirled around him. From toe to head dust rolled lazily around him, moving up and over him as he walked into the house. Ginny stood there watching it. Gaping. Hermoine seemed to notice it, though she quickly dismissed it, she probably didn't see all of the little details. All the little currents that deviated out of the main currents. Even the light glow that the dust defined He may have to have had to wear glasses but you had to have quick eyes to see that bloody little golden snitch.
"Well now. This will not do at all." Nemo said clearly from within the house. The dust had by now engulfed him, he could no longer be seen from outside the house. Harry started to feel a slight presence around him. He looked over his shoulder and swept the country side for anything but found nothing. Though a picture of the interior of the house he was currently standing in front of popped into his mind. Harry felt an unnatural pull to the image, reaching up to his temple he rubbed it slowly, pressing with his fingers to distract his mind.
Through the door Harry saw the house begin to right itself. "What is this magic? This is not just magic that comes from the body, this is more. But what?" As the house finished itself the three teens were still standing outside of the house. Each one of them gaping at the demonstration of Nemo's abilities. The three moved forward to enter the house, once they reached the door they could see artefacts magical and natural. Most so bizarre that they did not recognise most of the small displays showed in the entrance of the house.
The entrance or otherwise the first level, had no separating walls on the floor. Effectively it gave what should have been a large area to great people. It was so cluttered however that Harry guessed that any guests they may have had would be trying to leave rather quickly. The room had some windows to let in enough light to read and see without extra lighting during day. There were Blinds on all the window's. Thick. They shut themselves along with the door. The room was plunged into darkness with the three teens in the middle of it.
A trickling of light flowed down from the ceiling onto them. It was just enough for them to see each other and a little of their surroundings. "Well, what is it to the world that you lot are?" Nemo's voice sounded throughout the room, it did not have a source it was everywhere.
"Saviours. Hero's of the light, of the good." Ginny said. Her voice was faltering a little, though considering that she had not been filled in on all that Hermoine and Harry had, Harry gave her credit.
"Absolutely true. And that is why you will fail this battle."
Harry heard something fly towards them. He saw a glint of metal fly forward. More precisely towards Hermoine. He reached to catch it as he knew Hermoine would not catch or see it. As he made contact with the knife he misjudged and accidentally caught the blade instead of the leather handle. He felt his bones snap as the blade embedded itself into his palm.
"You face death with me. If you cannot defend yourself you will never leave my training." the room relit. As Nemo stepped up to Harry he quickly pulled the knife out of his palm. "Next time I expect better." Harry's hand started to heal of it's own accord. Within seconds it was back to normal. Not just the way before the knife went through. It was completely healed. He felt his realigned and rebuilt. Any damage that had been done from cracking his knuckles was gone. The scar from Umbridge was gone. His hand hadn't just healed it had been transformed. Gone from scared to youth then grown back to how it should be without any scaring.
Nemo walked around them to a wooden chair and sat down facing them, he nodded towards the other side of the room.
Sirius stood there. Perfectly he was the same as before falling through the veil. "Si. Sirius." Harry stuttered.
"Hey, Pup."
Harry couldn't believe it. Sirius was alive. He tried to process it, but it just wouldn't go through his brain.
"I don't know how. But I'm alive." Sirius said slowly walking towards Harry. Neither Hermoine or Ginny moving. Harry put it down to being just as shocked as himself. "What no hug?" The now teary eyed Sirius said.
Harry ran forward to hug his godfather, though he recognised another knife. The same knife Sirius had given him in his forth year. It was in Sirus's hand and as he tried to stop he saw the knife start to fall. He tried to defend himself but was found incapable of it. He heard something snap behind him then saw flames, or at least some form of flames. They were brown flames that seemed to fly directly at Sirius and Himself. He saw the flame go straight over his skin. The flames were, to say an unexplainable feel to them. They were the smell of hot stew on a cold day. A cold drink on a parched throat. All the unexplainable feelings . Love, friendship, trust. The feelings that had nothing but most definitely were.
The flames engulfed Sirius and he was gone. The knife remained. Harry picked it up and looked at it. Studied it before Hermoine and Ginny were Engulfed in flames as their bonds that had held them together disappeared.
"YOU BASTARD!" Hermoine yelled. The weaves of magic that tied her to be still dismissed. Harry winced at some of the curses and threats. His personal favourite. Her threat of a transfiguration charm in a particular place to make it a "Cave" instead of a "Sword".
"Forget it Hermoine. Remember he's "Immortal" and stronger than any one of us." Harry said once she calmed down enough. He moved to stand in front of her and enveloped her in a hug. He moved his head down and whispered into her hair just loud enough for her to hear. "Thank you."
He turned around to face Nemo. Nemo raised an eyebrow at him. "I know that you are not affected by magic. But how? You can do some things that can only be described as some of the oldest magic in the world. Yet apparently you are impervious to magic. How?" Harry said, none to calmly.
The opening of the front door was the only thing that saved. As Luna bounced into the room she stopped rooted at the door. Mouth ajar. "Harry? Ginny? Hermoine?" she said looking between the three of them. The three of them did not have long before they were enveloped into a massive hug as Luna quickly covered the space between them.
Somehow Luna had managed to actually get all three of them in her grasp at once. Which Harry gave credit to. "And who are you?" she said. With an amazing amount of control. Harry was sure she could fool someone into thinking she had Multiple personality disorder. Her voice went from the dreamy state it usually was. To a dead panned note that was built to intimidate.
"My name is Nemo. Or as your father has seen fit to name us, 'Kurš nav neviens'" Nemo said.
"Exsisto Netejar" Luna said. Her face calm. Nemo just started laughing his face off.
"Oh, oh. I like you. That only works when our race is tainted and it doesn't really kill us you know." Nemo said, he seemed genuinely humoured. Harry began to realise about now that if Nemo was humoured it was not good.
"Yes I know and it takes someone who discovered the words themselves without help or having them told what they would do. I know all that as well. Or you can be one of your a half breed, then you know them instinctively." Luna said, never taking her eyes away from Nemo. "So are you the one or is there another?"
"I came here because we may, and that's a long shot. Be able to unbind the ability in you." Nemo said holding Luna's now deadly gaze. "And it was one that is giving me time."
"How do you know I can't use it as it is." Luna said. Harry felt he did not know this Luna. Gone was the dreamy voice that was what marked her. This Luna was focused. "How many of your race are there?"
Nemo smirked, a smirk worthy of Salazar Slytherin himself. "Simple. I would already be dead if you could use it. As for how many of my race there are left. Well there is me and the one you know of."
"Who else?" Luna said. Barely a whisper. Nodding her head in defeat.
"Well once you are ready to leave, we are going to go collect the next three." Nemo said. Eyes never straying from Luna. Harry felt that somehow Luna was something else, he couldn't help wondering what she meant when she said whatever she said about the way she spoke to Nemo. Half Breed? And what was the name her farther gave them? How did he know about them?
"Just wait you're a Hybrid?" Harry said. Everything clicking in place. It would explain the words. The strange behaviour. And how she knew what they were without being told. But what was it about being 'tainted' and not killing them. Everything had to die sometime? Didn't it?"I don't mean to seem rude but."
"Yes. On my mothers side. And if you're wondering there is only one way they can die." Luna said. Her eyes still never straying from Nemo. "Actually there is two. But the second is even less likely than the first."
"Well actually the second is well depends on the situation. The first though well there is a particular step that must be taken then we can die as easily as anyone else." Nemo said "Alright ready?"
Harry noticed that everything in the room started to twirl around the five of them.
Again the multitude of colours, lines, swirls, twists threatened to swallow them in the vortex of what was.
"Neville? Draco?" Harry spun around seeing the young Gryffindor that had also been part of the prophecy. And the blond ass prince of back stabbing himself. The vortex had not even stopped. Slowly a third person came into view. They had long red hair, a much lighter shade than Ginny's but just as straight. Her pale skin was as white as snow, giving her hair the illusion of blood. That was what her hair looked like. A curtain of blood. Her eyes were as blue as the clear sky. Light clear sapphire eyes. She wasn't what one would consider breath taking. But she most definitely was beautiful.
Even Draco's mouth had dropped to the floor at the sight of her. Neville was blissfully unaware for a moment longer. His expression was something similar to someone looking at a naked goddess. If one could imagine that.
She was not unlike Effiga. She had a certain amount of grace to her that spoke volumes of danger.
She was standing directly next to Nemo. Neither of them moved an inch. Harry was the first to come to his senses. Neville rather violently ripped himself out of the trance. Shaking his head. This seemed to amuse the unknown redhead to a point. Draco on the other hand stood there. A gaping idiot.
The Vortex slowed and stopped. As they looked over the land scape that they were now in. not a single one of them could help the awe that threatened the engulf them. They were standing in the middle of a rather large field. The grass was leg length the plain rolled out in front of them dipping down into a light valley. On the other side was a forest larger than the eye could see in the distance. To the right an old castle stood abandoned with a village underneath it. Behind it was an ocean. In all the majestic waves that did not back down from the cliff that the castle stood upon, gentle calming ripples flowed into the beach that stood behind them. On their left was a mountain range.
As each of them stared off into the distance not a single one could not ask them selves.
"What is this place?"