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After a few hours of running, Maleo started to slow down. Harry, who had been starting to get tired, blinked and looked around. They were in front of a large house, more of a manner, with the name 'Longbottem' on the gates. Maleo crouched down, and Harry took that as his cue to get off.
Maleo shifted back, and looked at the manner in a thoughtful way. Harry timidly asked, "Is this where you live?" Maleo glanced at him.
"No, but hopefully the boy who lives here will become one of your new brothers." Harry's eyes lit up. Brothers!
"Wait, hopefully?" Maleo nodded, dodging the question.
"Come on, pup! Let's go." She waved her hand, and the lock on the gate sprung open. Harry's eyes widened, and he let out a gasp.
"Cool!" Harry grinned and Maleo laughed, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the door. They walked up the path and stopped at the door. Maleo looked a little nervous. She knocked on the door quickly, not letting go of Harry's hand. There was a shout, and then the sound of someone unlocking the door.
An old woman answered the door, looking shocked and a little scared.
"Who are you? How did you get past the wards?" Maleo smiled softly at her, electing a gasp from the women.
"Hi. I'm Maleo, this is Harry. Might we come in?" The old lady shook her head feircely.
"No! I don't know who you are. You might try to hurt Neville!" She broke off seeing the outraged look on Maleo's face.
"I would never! Neville is one of the few who could become one of my pups, and I would never hurt his guardian, unless they hurt him! Your name is Augusta, correct." Newly dubbed Agusta nodded slowly.
"Yes. What of it?" Maleo looked her dead in the eye.
"My name is Maleo. I'm a Bestia Assassin. Neville, like young Harry here, has the potential to become one of us. May we speak to him?" Augusta looked terrified.
"A-a-a-a B-bestia Assassin! Oh good heavens! Please, come in." Augusta opened the door quickly, motioning with her hand for them to come in. Harry grasped Maleo's hand tightly, keeping close to her as they walked. Agusta went to the bottem of a large staircase, leaning on one of the handrails, and calling up the stairs.
"Neville! Neville come down here! You have someone who wants to meet you!" After a few moments a young boy came running down the stairs. He had dark brown hair, pressed flat against his head, and bright eyes, that sparkled as he ran down the stairs. And while his eyes held happiness, there was something missing from them.
The feeling of knowing you are wanted and loved.
It was missing from Harry's eyes until Maleo found him.
At the last step, Neville tripped, falling to the floor. He bounced back up.
"I'm good!" He squeaked when he saw Maleo, running over and hiding behind his grandma's legs.
"Who are you?" He asked, peaking out from the dress. Maleo chuckled and let go over Harry's hand, and walked over to the boy.
"My name is Maleo. I'm a Bestia Assassin. And I think you could be one too." Neville looked shocked.
"But… But the…" He stuttered. Maleo took his hand, and walked him to the living room, waving Harry over with her.
"Agusta, will you leave us to talk in private?" Said woman nodded, before turning and briskly walking out of the room. Maleo flopped down on one of the couches, patting the seat next to her for Harry, and infront of her for Neville.
"Ok," The wolf/girl started. "This is kind of me explaining it to both of you. You both just turned 8, correct?" The boys nodded. "That means in Bestia tradition, you became of age for training. Now, I have 4 brothers, who you'll meet later. Hunu (hoo-noo), Telta (tell-tae), Iscarupus (is-caro-pus), and my oldest brother Regneal (redge-neel). Each of us have a special ability. I can turn into a wolf, Hunu into an snake, Telta into a tiger, Iscarupus into a eagle, and Regneal into a bear. My tattoos show my brothers in their animal forms." She twisted so she could show them.
"Now, many years ago, me and my brothers blessed 2 normal witches and wizards each. They went on to have kids, continuing the bloodline with our blessing. It is a very rare gift, our blessings, and they allow the blessed, or the bloodline of our blessed too be able to transform into our animal. We decided we would take in these children and train them in their abilities. At first, they were just our students, but slowly, we began to see each generation as our pups, cubs, kits, or hatchlings, whichever is the child of our animal respectively. We only get a new generation every 8 years. We train you for those 8 years, until you turn 16. Then, you become a full-fledge Bestia Assassin." Harry looked surprised.
"I can turn into a wolf?!" Harry gasped excitedly, just grasping that fact. Maleo laughed.
"Yes, pup. I will unlock your abilities in a ceremony, if you want me to." Neville looked confused.
"Wait…So, I have to come with you?" Maleo looked sad.
"No. You don't have to. But please come! I love my pups, and even though I see all my other pups, I miss you little ones. All the others are 16 or older."
"But what about my grandma?" Maleo glanced over her shoulder, towards the room Agusta was in.
"I will have to erase her memory of this either way, and if chose to stay here you will have to have your memory of this erased. But, I can leave a copy of you behind. Basically a clone. It will technically be you, but if it were to die, or get fatally hurt, it would fade away. It will also have less magical ability than you normally would." Neville looked thoughtful.
"Would...Would I get to see my grandma again... Someday." Maleo gazed at him with soft eyes.
"Of course pup. After your training is compleate." Neville looked scared.
"I-I-I don't know…" Maleo looked about ready to cry. She hated it when they didn't want to come with her, even though it didn't happen often. Harry looked up suddenly at Neville, a sudden fire in his eyes.
"Neville," Said boy looked up, surprised. He had almost forgotten Harry was there. Maleo watched the exchange in silence. "Don't you feel it?" Neville surprisingly looked like he understood but asked anyway.
"Feel what?"
"That emptiness. The one right here." Harry pointed to his chest. Neville looked at his chest and nodded. He felt it. Every day he felt that damn emptiness, and didn't know why it hurt so much. He tried to fill it, but it never did. But the moment Maleo looked into his eyes, the pain lessened, and he started to feel whole. Neville looked Harry in the eyes.
"Did you feel it too. When you looked at her?" Neville asked. Maleo's eyes widened in shock. They felt the bond being formed? Oh those poor boys, it meant they truly felt they would never be loved. Neville knew his grandma loved him, but it wasn't the kind of love a parent could give. Maleo nearly burst into tears when Harry nodded.
"Oh, my poor pups, my poor sweet pups." Maleo let in, and let a few tears fall as she hugged them tight. Suprisingly, they leaned into the hug, and both boys felt that emptiness fill up a little more. After a few minutes of laughing about how silly they looked, Maleo composed herself, and smiled at Neville.
"So, you coming Neville?" Said boy smiled, and nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah!" Maleo let out a shout of happiness, and grabbed Neville, swinging him around, making the boys laugh and giggle. She put Neville down and grew serious.
"Ok, Neville, do you want to say goodbye to your grandma, or will that be too hard?" Neville thought hard for a minute.
"I-I-I want to… But I think it will be too hard." Maleo nodded.
"Ok, I have to go wipe her memory of this, can I have a few of you hairs to make the clone of you?" She asked. Neville nodded, wincing as he pulled the hairs from his head and handing them to the girl. Said girl ruffled both of the boys hair up, and walked out of the room, toward the kitchen. While they waited, Neville turned to get a good look at Harry.
"So, you got a last name?" He asked. Harry nodded.
"Yeah. I'm Harry Potter." Neville gasped.
"Really?! Wow! Neville, Neville Longbottem." Harry looked surprised.
"Why are you so surprised?" Neville explained about him defeating Voldemort made him famous.
"Oh, that sucks." Harry groaned. Neville laughed just as Maleo walked out of the of the kitchen. She grabbed their hands, and they walked out of the house. Neville had one last glance at his house, before Maleo shifted once more, crouching, letting out a dog bark-laugh at his face. Harry grabbed his hand, and pulled him on.
Advising Neville to hold on, Harry did the same as Maleo began to run. Neville too laughed and whooped in exhilaration.
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