Chapter-10
Elf Ritual
Hermione
They landed in the tapestry room at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Upon landing, Hermione was still confused about what was happening. One second, she was standing in the middle of a battle. In front of her was Draco's bloody body. Lucius was holding his son to his chest. He looked broken and beaten and Hermione knew she had lost her best friend. As Lucius looked up into her eyes for the first time in Hermione's life, she didn't see disgust but only saw the emptiness and pain of losing his beloved son. The next moment, her feet were in the middle of a pentagon of white chalk and runes drawn everywhere, on the floor, the tapestry walls anywhere her eyes could see. Near the name of each Black family member, there was a different rune symbolic of something which she had yet to uncover.
Wunjo ᚹ for Pleasure, Joy, Feast, Celebration, Comfort, Belonging, Success, and festivities near Regulus Arcturus Black
Raidho ᚱ for Journey, Progress, Movement, Evolution, Perspective, and Travel was drawn near Arcturus Black.
Gebo for Generosity, Partnership, Gifts, Talents, Charity, Service, Assistance, Luck, and Fortune near Walburga Black.
Uruz ᚢ for Strength, Endurance, Health, Courage, Vigour, Vitality, Force, and Perseverance near Cassiopeia Black.
Algiz ᛉ for Protection, Guardian, Awakening, Courage, Defence, and Instincts near Sirius Black.
Ansuz ᚫ for Insight and Knowledge near Narcissa (Black) Malfoy.
Dagaz ᛞ for Day, Awakening, Consciousness, Clarity, Hope, Balance, Growth, New cycles near Andromeda (Black) Tonks.
Ehwaz ᛖ for Progress, Movement, Harmony, Trust, Loyalty, Friendship, Assistance, Duality, and Animal instincts near Bellatrix (Black) Lestrange.
Laguz ᛚ for Water, Intuition, Imagination, Healing, Dreams, Mysteries, Insight, Instinct, and Knowing near Alphard Black.
Mannaz ᛗ for Humanity, Collective, Mortality, Community, Relationships, Morals, and Values near Cygnus Black.
Othala ᛟ for Legacy, Inheritance, Spiritual growth, Abundance, Values, and Contribution near Orion Black.
Sowilo ᛋ for Success, Vitality, Inspiration, Justice, Success, Joy, Happiness, and Abundance near Lucretia (Black) Prewett.
Tiwaz ᛏ for Leadership, Rationality, Victory, Honour, Bravery, Courage, Strength, Perseverance, and Endurance near Dorea (Black) Potter.
Berkana ᛒ for Growth, Renewal, New Beginnings, Birth, Creation, New projects, and Creativity near Cedrella Black.
Mannaz ᛗ for Humanity, Collective, Mortality, Community, Relationships, Morals, Values Marius Black.
Ingwaz ᛝ for Fertility, Virility, Inner growth, Virtue, Peace, and Harmony near Callidora (Black) Longbottom.
Kenaz ᚲ for Enlightenment, Knowledge, Comprehension, Insight, Illumination, Calling, Purpose, an idea near Pollux Black.
Perthro ᛈ for Fate, Mysteries, Occult, Feminine fertility, Chance, Fortune, Mysticism, Unknown near Lycoris Black.
Eihwaz ᛇ for Inspiration, Endurance, Sacred Knowledge, Protection, Life cycles, and Divinity near Phineas Nigellus Black.
Wunjo ᚹ for Pleasure, Joy, Feast, Celebration, Comfort, Belonging, Community, Success, and Festivities near Sirius Black I. (The Black Prince)
There were many runes drawn in many ancient languages near the rest of the family members who Hermione had never imagined knowing about.
Some runes were on the walls with the branches while others seemed to be drawn on the faces of esteemed family members of the Blacks. Hermione soon registered what was happening before her and opened her mouth to question it all. But as she started to ask, the old, wrinkled elf began to chant mystically in Latin. Luminescent lights started glowing from the walls, and white light from the floor. The light engulfed her and Kreacher.
It was a shock for Hermione that the elf knew Latin. She then chided herself for thinking such a way about the being. It is the right of every person and being in existence to learn and use that knowledge.
Hermione's focus was shifting from wall to wall, member to member. She discovered the name Dorea Potter nee Black, she also found that Dorea was Harry's grandmother. She married Charles Potter, with whom very late in her life she had a son. All three members of the family were burnt from the family tree.
With each syllable Kreacher chanted, Hermione knew something was happening, but she had no idea WHAT. With each passing second, Kreacher repeated his words again and again. Soon from somewhere above the name Dorea Potter, a bright light engulfed the magical creature and the young girl.
Kreature
Nullam finibus tempus nulla in venenatis.
Dryadalis tempus mutare potest cum domus eius diutius non stat.
Magiam iubeo meam dominam iungi cum domino meo.
Duae stellae noctis nigerrimae simul iterum tam clare lucent ut etiam sol in suo regno celare debebit.
Commutatio nominis, muta corporis.
mutato tempore, idem tamen amabis.
Stellae diversorum temporum et magicae ite
[ Time has no boundaries when there is magic.
An elf can change the time when his home is no longer standing.
I command my magic to unite my Mistress with my Master.
Two stars of the blackest night will be together again to shine so brightly that even the sun will have to hide in their reign.
Change in name, change in being,
change in time, yet your love will be the same.
Stars of different times and magic will be united again. I ask old magic and new to grant a loyal and humble servant to save his family and union of the heirs. ]
With each chant, everything that was happening in front of him was critical to each rune, each syllable and each person in the Black family tree was very important for what was happening next.
Every member of the Black family was going to play an essential role in the survival of the future of the family. I believe that with my sacrifice and devotion, the Black family will prosper again and my young Master will find happiness.
The old gods and the new, once present in well I urge you, I beg you and I call upon you. Grant me a way to undo all the mistakes of my house. Help me in cleaning, help me in cleansing in changing the future of my house
The elf believed that through this ritual he would be able to reunite with his Master and Mistress.
According to Kreature, this ritual has been passed from the high elf to the next high elf of the Black family to save the family. His ritual was created in an ancient language and later converted into Latin.
He started to feel the earth vibrating and everything began to shake near him. From somewhere in the sky the lightning was striking above the number 12 Grimmauld Place. The creature looked at her body and noticed that her body had fallen inside the Pentagon and she had fainted. somewhere above him, Kreature heard a great mystical voice speaking to him.
What do you want with the last help of the House of Black?
I want the survival of the House Black
And how do you think you can do that?
Lying in the Pentagon is the future of House Black, and she is the next Mistress diwan never claimed, the one never named. I wish to unite 2 souls of the House Black bonded in different times, souls apart to unite.
You can't take her back as she is, she is born in a different world and wants different people. She will never accept the rules of magic and will never be able to adhere to them.
Guide me towards the survival of my House, to be the reason for survival in my Master, and the survival of my Mistress
She is to be born again with a new name, a new mother, and a new family. She'll learn new rules and will learn how to be herself again. She'll not lose her morals, yet she'll learn the rules of the new world. Her mother will be kind, will love her, will cherish her, will guide her and teach her. She will be the one the Black family forgot yet always respected. She will lose her mother too, but with time she will gain another mother who will teach her the cruelty of the world, get how to love it, how to be strong, how to be sensible and how to gain what she wants, and how to protect what she feels are worthy to protect.
This family will give her a childhood, a companion, a friend a brother, and an admirer, they will provide her with a home, a family and someone with whom she can be herself with
She will be the bearer of many burdens and many battles will be fought by her. Lost by her, yet she will never lose hope. She will be the north star of the family of constellations.
You, my loyal, must be the ultimate sacrifice of giving her and your family this life. They will never know what you did, you will never know what to choose, and yet someone will and that is all I can promise you if you walk on this path
The high elf still remembers the day when he was a mere mad elf who wanted just to reunite with his Master and Mistress. That elf has suffered a lot and learned a lot. Time has taught him how to respect himself and his Mistress, his beautiful and kind Mistress. No matter the time, no matter the era. She was the light and star of his eyes. Even now when old and new elf magic has chosen him with the highest honour he would leave everything for his Mistress.
He knows that life has many challenges for all three of them. And especially the young girl who will have to start her life all over again. Magic decided that for the girl to have family support she will have to learn how to stand, then walk and at last run so that she can be a whole part of the magical world. She may have to forget her non-magical roots but she will never forget her values.
"What are you thinking my friend?" asked a voice from behind.
"Nothing, just thinking about how it all starts at the same place but always has a different end. Sometimes this journey results in sadness, pain and loneliness. Other times it becomes the most magical journey filled with love, happiness, laughter, fun and magic. What do you think will happen this time?" asked the high elf.
"Whatever happens I know I will have to leave to play my part, I don't know how you do it, we both forget everything and start this road from the beginning but you, my friend have to remember it all, experience it all." there was admiration in his companion's eyes and respect so much of it.
"My young master once said that even if he grows tall and I will have to crane my neck to look up to him, he will have to bow down to talk to me. He said that bowing down to the person who raised him and loved him even in the extreme condition is a privilege and honour," he said with a smile. "That time I was as horrified as any elf would have been, I thought I had done something wrong, but now I know that I did everything right by him and he did by me."
All he got in return was a chuckle.
" Goodbye my friend I'll see you soon even if you won't remember me, and a part of me you. Live your life, find love, cherish it and enjoy it to the fullest," said Kreacher to the one person he cares most about in the world.
With those words, a beautiful man with black hair and silver eyes vanished.
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Somewhere in the borough of Islington, London. A beautiful couple was gifted with a wonderful present with lady magic herself on a mid-September night.
Cassiopeia (POV)
September 1960
The thunder is roaring outside and heavy rain is pouring as if the gods themselves are crying in pain and anguish.
Cassiopeia Stella Black is working in her potions lab. Deep in the dungeons of Château noir. Château noir is situated on a perpendicular cliff. With a spread of land in 12,500 ft. Its construction dates back to the time of the 1st Black Prince. It is said that this was his childhood holiday home. Now the recluse Cassiopeia Black was the sole resident with her entourage of Black and Bulstrode house elves.
The lightning was striking outside and inside the residence. The kitchen elves were cooking and cleaning the kitchen. The garden elves were gathering ingredients as per the list of ingredients given to them, to be on time for the scheduled brewing. The cleaning elves were getting the Mistress chambers ready. But amidst all of this one tiny yet bold elf named Mippy wearing goggles over her eyes was brewing with her Mistress. This was a normal occurrence at the Château noir.
Suddenly there was a loud knock at the massive Château gate. It was a sound of alarm because no one and that means no one could apparate inside the grounds let alone reach the gates.
The paranoid lady called each elf and asked them to gather weapons.
The tiny creatures were armed with pots, pans, and garden tools and one of the cleaning elves called Moopy had a candle stand in his hand. If Cassiopeia was paying any more attention she would have noticed that the candle stand was taller than the elf.
With slow steps, they crossed the main drawing room and reached the door. The Mistress opened the door.
"Wait for me here, if I don't come back Mippy take all of them to my sister Dorea," commanded Cassiopeia.
"After my passing today or in future, you all will follow the command of my sister and her heir until otherwise said so" with that she crossed the threshold.
At the majestic gate, she notices a small figure holding something in his arms.
When she looked carefully it was Orion's house elf called Kreacher holding a bundle in his arms.
"What are you doing here elf? What is the meaning of this?" Asked Cassiopeia with all the authority she could muster.
"Mistress I am in distress, lady magic herself sent me to deliver this child to you. You must protect her and raise her. She is the saving grace of House Black. She and I are not from this time. I made a promise to her brother to save her and provide her with love." rasped the old elf.
"How can I trust you"
"antiqui nigrae dryadalis magicae"
"NO"
" I had to, she is a part of the family who was supposed to join sometime later but magic willed her to be raised by you and aid her in her journey"
"How?"
"You must make her a part of you, she will be yours in name and blood"
"I will elf Black, will you return to the high elf"
" He is me, I am him, one is never separated from the other, but yes I will return to him as I have done all I could for them."
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A special thanks to all the people out there who loved my work.
I have been struggling with some significant issues and trying to solve them. Plus having 2 jobs is hard work and I am super lazy.
I have started working on the next chapter.
I hope to have it updated in the next two weeks.
by (01/02/2023)
No promises
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