Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter this story wouldn't be fanfiction then would it?
Title: Obsidian Prince
Pairings: none
Rating: T
Warnings:
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Chapter 16
Obsidian stared up at the portrait of Salazar Slytherin hanging over the fireplace trying to figure out what to do with the information he had just received. Salazar said that late last night Blaise had accidentally woken up Salazar when he had exclaimed loudly that Obsidian was Voldemort's son.
He cursed, Blaise is too smart for his own good. Pacing back in forth in the dark green room Obsidian tried to figure out how to remedy the situation, eventually he just sighed and massaged his temple with his fingers. "I cannot think of anything to do with Blaise at this current moment, his case against me has no validity, he has no proof so if he tells someone they may not believe him. For now I will continue to moniter him and enlist Draco and Theo to aid me as well." Sighing Obsidian left the common room and headed to breakfast early.
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Potions was just as dull as it sounded, it was situated near the Slytherin common room, deep underground. The classroom was dark and musty and made Obsidian's eyes water as dust particles often assaulted them.
He sat by himself near the back of the class, unfortunately he was one of the only Slytherins in the class, also unfortunately Longbottom and Weasley were also in this class. The two numbskulls sat as far back from the front as they could which unfortunately for Obsidian was rather close to him, causing him to grimace. Soon the doors swept open and Severus strode into the classroom, with his cloak billowing around him like a trail of dark smoke.
As Snape walked to the front of the classroom he assessed the students with his eyes, a harsh look coming upon them when he spotted Longbottom and Weasley but when he spotted Obsidian a touch of affection was reflected into those deep black pools.
Reaching the front of the room Severus started speaking or more of growling as it sounded to Obsidian's ears.
"Fifth year potions," Snape started, pausing for effect, " will be unlike any potions class you've ever experienced. This class specifically is geared to prepare you… young witches and wizards for the OWL tests coming up at the end of this year. Most of you will not pass these no matter how hard you try but the few of those of you who try hard enough and strive to be greater will have the pleasure of being in my class again next year." He then tapped his wand against the blackboard situated behind him and thin curvy writing started to appear detailing the instructions of how to brew a blood replenishing potion.
Obsidian smirked as he noticed that the last two steps were switched around purposely, maybe this class will be fun, and so he started getting the ingredients for the potion while Snape yelled at the rest of the students to get to work.
As soon as Potion s had ended, Obsidian frowned. The class had been assigned to write 10 inches on 3 circumstances in which a blood replenishing potion would have to be used, unfortunately for Obsidian though, he was terrible at writing with a quill and ink. He'd have to ask Draco for help on this one, he then frowned, a prince shouldn't need help to write a simple essay.
Sighing in frustration Obsidian trudged to where he smelled dwarf faintly, he had asked Draco about the teachers before and Draco had told him that the Charms professor was rather short so Obsidian assumed the smell was him.
Following the scent Obsidian met up with Draco and Theo and the three walked to Charms together with Blaise walking slowly behind them in the shadows.
Charms had been fairly easy, with Theo having been a whiz at it, he assisted Obsidian in the class as apparently Obsidian was terrible at Charms.
Obsidian left the classroom in a huff after they had been dismissed and stormed into the great hall. When his friends arrived they saw him angrily tearing up a steak with his teeth and grumbling to himself. Theo had started chuckling about Obsidian's mannerisms but quieted down at a glare from Draco.
Draco attempted to explain to Obsidian that it was impossible to be good at everything but that didn't lessen Obsidians mood any and after lunch Obsidian stalked to Defense against the Dark Arts with Draco and Theo worriedly walking beside him.
Once in the doorway Obsidian froze, standing at the desk in front of the class was the werewolf he had seen before on his little apparition stint to Hogwarts. Quickly Obsidian pushed Theo and Draco through the door in front of him in an attempt to mask his scent. The two confused boys and one nervous one shuffled in a little pack to the back of the classroom and seated, Obsidian sighing in relief as a wave of people came behind them fully masking his scent.
Once the full class was there, only Slytherins this time thankfully, the werewolf stood up.
"Hello, My name is Remus Lupin as many of you may recognize me from when I taught here before a few years ago. Some of you seem to be new and may not know me, but as most people had probably noticed I wasn't present at the welcoming feast. That was because I was busy running an errand for the headmaster, now enough about me you probably want to hear about the class! Well…"
The werewolf, Remus Lupin, continued to ramble on about the details of the class such as what they would be studying specifically in preparation for the OWL exams Obsidian had heard so much about. According to Remus this year they would be specifically learning about how to defend themselves from "Dark creatures" such as ghosts, vampires, and….basilisks, the last one because according to Lupin there was a fiasco 3 years ago where many students were injured and people should know how to fight against one if they should ever come across one.
Overall the class seemed to be pretty ok even though there wouldn't be very much hands on work and Obsidian already knew most of what they would be learning from his prince training with the Basilisk Council and his interactions with the other magical creatures of this world.
Before the class was dismissed Lupin passed out the books and instructed them to read the introduction and chapter 1 for homework.
As the students filed out of the classroom Remus sat back down at his desk and sighed deeply, the Slytherins were rather well mannered this year but with Voldemort's recent return he feared that many of the students in his class had already been marked by the Dark Lord. As Remus inhaled he caught a sharp whiff of something that smelled bitter and strongly of rotten meat and blood. Tapping his chin Remus pondered where he had smelled this scent before but then jolted as he realized that it smelled the same as that boy from a couple of months ago!
But why had he smelled that now? And why in his classroom of all places? Remus quickly recollected the faces from his recent class and suddenly realized that he hadn't recognized a student seated way in the back next to Draco Malfoy. A student that had long black hair and bright green eyes just like the boy from before. Remus sighed and rubbed his temples, this was going to be a very interesting year.
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Obsidian and Draco dragged their feet back from History of Magic carrying the massive amount of books that Professor Binns had assigned them in their arms. Even though Obsidian found he could gain the most knowledge on the magical world from History of Magic he just could not handle the ghost that taught it. All he did was drone on and on going over the same facts over and over again, hopefully the books would be interesting enough that he would actually learn something.
That night after everyone had gone to bed Obsidian slipped from his bed and shifted into his smallest basilisk form, something that he had mastered completely over the summer and he could now shift forms in a matter of two seconds.
Slipping into the darkness, Obsidian slithered down the stairs and hissing to Salazar to open the door, out of the common room. Soon Obsidian was out of the castle and bee-lining for the dark forest. Upon entering the forest he switched into his normal sized basilisk form in order to cover more ground. Flicking his tongue around while he was heading forward he soon smelled fenrir and shifted back into his bipedal form before approaching the small werewolf camp.
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AN: Boring chapter I know, but here's something exciting, a chance for you readers to decide Blaise's fate in this story! I haven't deemed what will happen to him yet so you can vote by submitting a review with your vote on it for this chapter! Here are the choices.
A. Blaise Dies
B. Obsidian Brainwashed/ Imperios Blaise/ makes him a slave either permanently or semi permanently
C. Blaise's memory is wiped somehow so he doesn't know about Obsidian anymore
D. Voldemort kidnaps Blaise and tortures him
E. Obsidian welcomes Blaise into his small circle of friends and tells him the rest of his secret
F. Obsidian welcomes Blaise into his small circle of friends and doesn't tell him the rest of his secret
Please only vote a max of two times as I won't update a chapter until this is decided, so please vote fast!
Thanks for reading!
-KaosDemon