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[ravenclair]

In the Shadow of You | Hogwarts Legacy

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Chapter 9: Hallows

(Word count: 2,067)

You sat at the fountain in the Bell Tower courtyard and told Sebastian everything that had been going on since being back at Hogwarts. The nightmares, the Legilimens, the lessons with Professor Sharp. He sat quietly and listened through it all, just like this summer on the Hogsmeade bridge.

You even confessed about the silence from your ancient magic and how you had been scared to use it again.

"...but I guess I have no choice, now," you sighed. "I need to regain control of my ancient magic if I'm going to defeat this Legilimens."

"It'll probably greatly aid in your Occlumency, too, if you can manipulate it into a mental shield," Sebastian suggested. "Or if you could imbue it into the locket to make Fig's protective charm more powerful...we'll have to do some further research into Legilimency and enchantments."

You whirled to Sebastian and shook your head. "No, no, you swore off anything to do with the Dark Arts. I already feel bad enough talking to you about it."

"Legilimency is hardly dark magic," Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Besides, I have no intention of learning it myself. This is strictly to help you, so it gets a pass."

You shot him a hard look but relented. "I can't believe I managed to perform Legilimency...it wasn't a pleasant feeling."

"I wouldn't think so," Sebastian shivered, both from the thought of Legilimency and the brisk night air. "I have no interest in poking around in another's mind. No telling what you'd find in there."

"I saw what looked like a wand, that must be what they're looking for," you said. "I know I've seen its shape before, but I can't place it."

Sebastian stifled a yawn. You'd been sitting out here for a while now, and it was well past curfew. "If only these heroic quests came with some bloody directions and a map..."

A map...

You shot up. "Sebastian, you're brilliant!"

"Uh, thanks?" He responded, raising an eyebrow at you. "I mean, I know, and it's great to hear you say so, but why–"

"Meet me outside the History of Magic classroom tomorrow after dinner. There's someone I'd like to introduce you to."

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As you walked through the halls between classes the next day, you bumped into someone as they rounded the corner.

"Pardon me," you murmured, staggering backward.

"My apologies," an unknown voice said at the same time. They had an odd accent and you looked up to see none other than the mysterious Gryffindor Seeker.

The seventh year Ilvermorny transfer...an American...

He was tall and lean. His dark hair was slicked back in an elegant fashion, but a few pieces fell freely. His green eyes observed you cautiously.

You both just stared at each other in silence.

"You're...the new Ilvermorny transfer, aren't you?" You asked politely.

"Did the accent give it away?" He joked. "Uh, yes, that's me. I'm Emrys."

"Emrys, as in Merlin?" You said in fascination.

He chuckled and scratched his cheek. "Yes, embarrassingly enough–no relation, though. My mother was an admirer."

Was, you noted. You quickly changed the topic.

"How're you enjoying Hogwarts? I'd imagine it's quite different here in Scotland than in the Americas."

"I actually travelled here a lot growing up, so I'm familiar with the area," Emrys replied. "I have family in Godric's Hollow."

Godric's Hollow...he comes from a wizarding family, then...

"But it's nice to be here permanently," he continued. "I've always wanted to attend Hogwarts, even if it's just for one year. It's definitely been an adjustment, though."

You nodded in understanding. "I can sympathize...I just started here last fall, as a fifth year."

"You started wizarding school as a fifth year?" Emrys said, astonished. "I've never heard of such a thing, even at Ilvermorny..."

Realization washed over his features.

"Wait a moment, you're Hogwarts' Savior!" he laughed. "I thought you'd be taller."

You cringed at the title. "So you've heard the rumors, then?"

Emrys smirked at you, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall. "Well, when you're a hero, people tend to sing your praises. They say you encountered a dragon, is that true?"

"Multiple, actually," you chuckled, adjusting the books in your arms. "It's kind of a long story."

"I'd love to hear it sometime," the Gryffindor replied, pushing off the wall. "See you around, Savior."

With a parting nod, Emrys continued past you. You rounded the corner, resuming your own path and cursed whoever came up with that ridiculous nickname.

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"So, who is it we're meeting? It better not be Professor Binns," Sebastian called out as you walked toward him.

"No, he'd bore us both to death," you laughed and gestured for him to follow you.

You both walked downstairs, past the sleeping dragon statue, and into the Bell Tower dungeons.

"I don't think I've been down here before..." Sebastian said as you continued to walk deeper into the dungeons.

"I'm not sure anyone else has," you answered. "I discovered it last year, with...Professor Fig. Think of it as my Undercroft."

Eventually, you came to the ornate arched doorway.

You pushed open the heavy doors and heard Sebastian gasp, "This is much more grand than the Undercroft."

"This is the Map Chamber," you declared, gesturing to the space. "It's where I met with the Keepers last year."

"The Keepers? That's who you're introducing me to?" Sebastian said in alarm.

"Don't worry, they're nice," you smirked at him, patting his shoulder. "They're also just portraits."

You walked down the stairs, across the map-floor, to the left-most portrait. Sebastian followed, surveying the chamber in quiet awe.

"Professor Fitzgerald?" You called to the empty portrait.

After a lingering moment, the former headmistress appeared. "It is good to see you, young friend. I was aware of the new school term starting from my portrait in the headmaster's office and wondered if we'd be seeing each other again.

"However, I do hope your visit doesn't suggest trouble is afoot," Niamh concluded.

Sebastian gulped at her towering image and leaned to you to whisper, "Now that's a portrait."

"And who is this?" Niamh questioned when she noticed Sebastian's presence.

"This is Sebastian Sallow, a close friend," you introduced. "He knows...about what happened last year. He helped me find the triptych and Isidora's memory."

Sebastian inclined his head, "Nice to meet you, Professor Fitzgerald."

"Unfortunately, our visit is due to some trouble at Hogwarts," you admitted to the former headmistress. You explained what had been going on with the Legilimens, and how you had discovered what he was searching for.

"This wand...I believe you showed it to me before, Professor, during your trial," you concluded.

Her portrait's expression was grave.

"The Elder Wand..." she sighed. "The most powerful wand to ever exist. If this Legilimens seeks it...this is a most precarious situation, indeed."

"Does it actually exist?" Sebastian asked, stunned. "I thought that the Hallows were just an old fable."

"The Hallows?" you turned to him, confused.

"The Deathly Hallows," Niamh confirmed. "The three artifacts I showed you during my trial. When united, one can become the Master of Death."

"The Cloak of Invisibility, the Resurrection Stone, and the Elder Wand," Sebastian explained further. "I read about them in The Tale of the Three Brothers, when I was searching for a cure for Anne. I was convinced it was just a children's story, so I never pursued them."

Niamh nodded and said, "They are real, and so is their power. The Elder Wand shows loyalty to any witch or wizard who disarms its previous owner. If this Legilimens is searching for it and believes you to be its current Master, you must be careful."

"But...what makes them believe I have the wand?" You pondered aloud.

"That, you will have to discover on your own," Niamh shook her head. "The only thing I have heard from the whisperings of other portraits is this: the last known owner of the Elder Wand was a wizard named Loxias.

"He's since been defeated, but no one is certain by whom," Niamh went on. "If I discover anything more, I will be sure to let you know."

"Thank you, Professor Fitzgerald," you said gratefully.

"Remain vigilant," Niamh warned. "The Deathly Hallows will only attract danger."

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Sebastian and yourself sat in the Undercroft, mulling over what Professor Fitzgerald had shared earlier in the week. You had spent the last few days collecting any information you could find in the library about the Deathly Hallows, which wasn't much.

You rubbed your eyes, tired. You'd had another nightmare last night, about a dark figure shattering your mind. Not a particularly comforting omen.

Perhaps I should ask Nurse Blainey for a stronger sleeping tonic...

"We're getting nowhere with this," Sebastian sighed in frustration. "Maybe we should start asking around, see if anyone knows anything about Loxias."

"That might attract unwanted attention," you replied, already having considered that yourself.

Sebastian closed the book he was reading. "Maybe, but it could be worth it. Maybe it would attract some wanted attention, someone that could help."

He had a fair point. The only other option was waiting around for the Legilimens to attack and hope you could use Legilimency on him again to learn more.

"I've got to get to practice, want to come watch?" Sebastian asked as he stood and stretched his back.

You shook your head. "I'm meeting with Natty and Garreth in the library to work on our Potions essay. After his last one became ashes, I think Garreth's a bit more motivated."

Sebastian laughed and bid you farewell. You collected your things and headed to the library.

Once you arrived, you saw the two Gryffindors at a table towards the back of the first floor, books already strewn across it.

"Hello," you greeted as you sat across from the pair. "How're the scrolls coming along?"

"Not good," Garreth groaned, head resting on the table. "I thought writing an essay on Felix Felicis might actually be interesting, but...it's still schoolwork. Which is boring."

"He's barely written half a page, and we've been here for over an hour," Natty clarified.

"I'd rather be playing quidditch," was his retort.

The three of you worked the next half hour in comfortable silence, until Garreth spoke again.

"By the way, have you met the new transfer student? He was at quidditch tryouts the other day, playing Seeker for our house."

"I have, actually," you replied as you finished inking your paragraph. "We ran into each other in between classes the other day. Emrys, right?"

Natty nodded, "The two of us have had lots to discuss, coming from similar situations and all of that. He is very kind."

"We spoke rather briefly, but he mentioned he has family in Godric's Hollow," you said.

"He and his father moved there over the summer to live with his grandparents," Garreth chimed in. "His father's originally from England, but took a job as a professor at Ilvermorny. Not sure why they ended up back here, though."

You all resumed your work before you spoke once more.

"Have either of you heard anything about a new wandmaker in London?" you asked. "Sirona said Mr. Ollivander was peeved about it back in Hogsmeade."

"My dad was telling me about that this summer, actually!" Garreth exclaimed, obviously excited for another distraction from his schoolwork. "Says the fellow is barely twenty years old, crafting wands. He's from Germany, goes by the name of Mykew Gregorovitch.

"He's already got a good reputation, though," Garreth went on, hand propping up his chin. "Some of my friends back home in London say his wands are pretty powerful."

You hummed a response and stored the information away for later.

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You trudged up the stairs of the Grand Staircase, hand hurting and full of ink stains. You had stayed late in the library to finish your essay and some other assignments, until Scribner kicked you out for curfew.

Natty and Garreth had left earlier for dinner in the Great Hall, but you hadn't had much of an appetite. You were waiting for the moving stairs to lead you toward Ravenclaw Tower, when you heard a small voice whispering.

"Psst, you there," it said.

You whirled around, but there were no other students about.

"On your left!"

You looked to the wall and came face-to-face with a landscape oil painting. Peeking out between the grass at the foreground was the watercolor image of a fairy.

You blinked at it in surprise. "Are you...talking to me?"

"Obviously," the small fairy said in a cheeky manner. "The former headmistress sends word: find the tombs of Arcus and Livius."

"Who's that?" you replied.

"How should I know?" the fairy hissed, clearly annoyed.

It retreated back into the painted grass without another word. 

[madamadamiu]

What the hell is that

[splinterclan]

Moon 29.5: A familiar face

[rlynumpen]

POV: you're a villain and this is the last thing you'll ever see

[emacrow]

The meeting of Gods and Goddesses around a large stone table watching, with Shazam easedropping.

Warning may include death of a child, please be advise.

"How could this have possible had occurred?!?!"

"I thought Hades made sure the bones of Kronos could never had been recovered?!?"

"..."

"Hades..?" Persephone said softly, holding Hades's tightly gripped fist on the table. Hades remained quiet, his face remained unchanged from the grumpy ticked off look that he held while among the other Gods and Goddess who glare or glance at him.

"It's not my fault that Ceberus was throwing up due to indigestion, Blame Cupid over there for sending me white chocolates skulls instead of Bitter chocolate when he knew I hate despised them." Hades stated placing his other hand onto Persephone's hand, caressing it softly.

Poseiden can admit it was a valid accused, but it was beginning to get a bit unnerving to see Zeus so quiet yet Angry with how intense he was glaring at the clear vision from the Shazam's host seeing Kronos and the godling babe while the other gods accused one another.

He look at the babe then back at angered Zeus, then glance back before a sudden realization hit him faster then a tsunami..

"You're not the youngest anymore.. now aren't you?" Poseiden blurted out loud causing every one at the table to Freeze, Zeus stiffen as the very clouds surrounding underneath their table rumbled with Lightening..

"How Dare You!?!"

Zeus growled menacingly summoning his prized lightening bolt in his hand before he can continue speaking, his temper nearly boiling.

"Well, he does have a point.. that babe reminded me vaguely of the corpse that was founded in Kronos's stomach.. but I thought it was because the babe was already dead as the soul was already gone due to how crowded it was in there." Hades commented, looking as though he was remembering a distant past..

"It should had stay dead where I had found it!" Zeus snapped at Hades before his eyes widen, covering his mouth quickly as the a kept secret had slipped out.

The Gods and Goddesses were stunned at the sudden secret revealed. If Zeus was not the youngest, then does that mean the godling babe shown before them was the one supposed to rules them?

"What happened on that day, Zeus?" Hera said softly as to tried to calm Zeus's nerves.

Zeus gritted his teeth before he close his eyes, ans sighed, seeing how everyone will only pursue the truth more later.

"It was after I pulled you all out of Father's stomach, only then I saw that there was a extra one sleeping unborn seemingly looking stillborn with a cord wrapped around, nested underneath Father's heart, I was about to grabbed it and pull it out as well, but then..it shifted as it was some kind of modern glitch, a girl one second, a boy a second after, black hair flash to white hair and back, before I saw it's eyes. It's eyes look inhumane Green and more souless then the titans. I realized that it was the youngest and not I... I was already enraged at the point of the prophecy wasn't about me before I even knew what I had done. I had snapped it's neck just as it was about to take it first breath and pulled it out of him, Father knew what I had done the moment the babe fell out lifeless and that was when he becomes truly descented into madness." Zeus said with his hands tighten into fists as he look like he was reliving a memory.

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[ooctlt]

Pal - does Harrow pay her rent in 10's and 20's? has she ever paid with a $100 bill?

harrows job: 1 | 2 | 3 |

[buckysteve]

[birdsandcake]

Humanformers AU information YAY‼️💥

[thearchercore]

love the timeline implication of charles being at a different event/party with pierre and then ending up at max's party like we all talk about lestappen but the real thing is has anyone seen pierre

[renif]

a former jedi asks the proclaimed jedi killer to join forces on a bounty (it goes surprisingly better than expected)

[keferon]

Haha. Hm. I’m doing things

[victor-v]

the fact that in the movie donald sutherland had much more hair than ralph fiennes means president snow went to turkey to get hair implant

[dzook]

sorry i dropped off the face of the earth i was trying to figure out how to show a city having feelings

[dannielricciardo]

btw yesterday the race ended around 19:50 local time, max booked it out of there 20:34 meaning he didn't attend the team debrief at all

[ozzgin]

I don’t think I can sit on your head so uh. *Beams light down like in those video games where you know someone has a quest because they are literally glowing in a beam of light*

-☀️

[emacrow]

Kronos, Agent A, and bites marks

Kronos looked a bit skittish and dejected after the sixth Doctor nearly got iced by her baby after he made an unfortunate choice of mumbling words which lead to Batman calling in a favor from the Wayne's to bring in a good doctor that actually can get near both the ancient beings long enough to give a diagnosis.

Incoming Agent A, who was calmly explained the situation as he walked slowly into the containment. Kronos look at him for a moment before a bit of realization flickered in his eyes, as she murmur something.

Batman and the other heroes watches behind the hidden camera screen office, watching as Alfred check Kronos's temperature, painless blood drawn, checking her heart and breathing and gave a clear full body examination to a couple heroes were shocked to see a long horrifyingly yet old looking scar on her stomach area that look like someone dragged something sharp and was stretched a bit wide.

That gave one point to Diana theory of Kronos story being warped dramatically, but the fact of that Zeus did cut opened Kronos's stomach to pull out his siblings pin true.

A couple of more minutes past with alfred carefully examination the baby boy who was a bit squirmish while alfred did a couple of comments obviously praising Kronos whom face flushed a rather colorful red blush turning her head a bit. Alfred did asked and provides Kronos and Her baby much better comfortable Maternal and baby clothes then what they were currently wearing.

By the time alfred came out of the containment cell, alfred's soft gentleman look shifted a bit, before speaking after handing the vials of swirling golden glowing blood.

"Both madam and the child are well, a bit underweight, Ms. Kronos will need headache relief medicine, both her and the child is in need of a very light seasoned meal and drinks to not overwhelmed their senses in which I'll be providing." Alfred told then after handing the written documents forms of the examination. Batman could only grunt a bit, considering he trying not to look back at Alfred's glance considering his armored wrist had a tiny bite marks that actually dented the armor with indents.

"Ms. Kronos did asked what and where is this place as I asked what was the last thing she recalled was falling from Olympic while trying to hide her child but as she spoke, it seem to cause her abdominal pain that seem to be PTSD related." Alfred said to which batman nod knowing that Alfred would never lied to him.

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