The Artifact
folder
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
13,184
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
13,184
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Artifact
TITLE: The Artifact
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 1/ 8
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC/17 Eventually
PAIRING: SS/AD
SPOILERS: OOP is completely ignored, just cause I want to.
WARNINGS: AU, Slash, MPreg
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, I am just borrowing them. No money changed hands.
SUMMARY: Every two hundred years an artifact is used to determine who will give birth to a powerful wizard.
BETA: The Goblet
Additional warning - There will be attempted rape in a later chapter.
Part 1 - Prolog
No one had seen it for over one hundred years. Buried deep in the vault of the British Museum. Only a few even knew of its existence. And to those select few, it was considered one of the most sacred artifacts in the Wizarding World.
The artifact was known as Morgana\'s womb.
It was a tall glass bowl, almost a meter tall, with the figures of four young maids with gently swollen bellies as the base. They had looks of rapture on their delicate upturned faces, slender arms stretching high to hold up the bowl.
The bowl itself seemed to be made of simple unadorned glass. Only the odd base made this object look like something other then the punch bowl at a party.
When Abner Davenport, the head of the Ministry of Mysteries looked at the bowl, he saw his reflection in the glass. His short gray hair and goatee beard looked almost silver and his deep brown eyes shone in the dawn light. \"You say the water appeared last night?\" he asked a very excited looking young man.
\"Yes Minister!\" the other man answered breathlessly. A rather pale hand brushed messy brown hair from his bright blue eyes. \"One of the janitorial staff was cleaning the floors nearby, when he heard the sound of water being poured on the twelfth chime of midnight. He followed the noise to this artifact. He says that the water came from nowhere, filling the bowl. We tested it.\" He swallowed. \"It is from the spring near Merlin\'s tomb.\"
\"Then we have one week to find the Chosen,\" the older wizard said softly. \"One week to find the one who will be the mother of the next Avatar.\" Davenport stared at the water. \"One week before the water drains away for another two hundred years.\"
The last time this had happened, well before his grandfather\'s birth they had not been able to find the Chosen one in time and the chance to breed a great wizard was lost for another two hundred years. He was determined that would not happen this time.
\"We will need to act immediately,\" he looked into the water, and was not at all surprised to see not his own reflection, but a building: one that he had attended for seven years in his youth. \"Morgana reveals her desire. The Chosen will be found at Hogwarts. Every witch of child bearing age in that school must be tested as soon as possible,\" Davenport said gravely. \"We must not fail this time.\"
\"But sir, you cannot mean all of them?\" gasped the younger man. \"I have read the old texts, they say that the Chosen is subjected to The Hunt! If that is true, then we cannot expose eleven and twelve year old girls to that!\"
\"We can and we will,\" Abner Davenport growled. \"This is more important then our sensibilities. The Avatar will be born this time. No matter the cost.\"
tbc
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 1/ 8
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC/17 Eventually
PAIRING: SS/AD
SPOILERS: OOP is completely ignored, just cause I want to.
WARNINGS: AU, Slash, MPreg
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, I am just borrowing them. No money changed hands.
SUMMARY: Every two hundred years an artifact is used to determine who will give birth to a powerful wizard.
BETA: The Goblet
Additional warning - There will be attempted rape in a later chapter.
Part 1 - Prolog
No one had seen it for over one hundred years. Buried deep in the vault of the British Museum. Only a few even knew of its existence. And to those select few, it was considered one of the most sacred artifacts in the Wizarding World.
The artifact was known as Morgana\'s womb.
It was a tall glass bowl, almost a meter tall, with the figures of four young maids with gently swollen bellies as the base. They had looks of rapture on their delicate upturned faces, slender arms stretching high to hold up the bowl.
The bowl itself seemed to be made of simple unadorned glass. Only the odd base made this object look like something other then the punch bowl at a party.
When Abner Davenport, the head of the Ministry of Mysteries looked at the bowl, he saw his reflection in the glass. His short gray hair and goatee beard looked almost silver and his deep brown eyes shone in the dawn light. \"You say the water appeared last night?\" he asked a very excited looking young man.
\"Yes Minister!\" the other man answered breathlessly. A rather pale hand brushed messy brown hair from his bright blue eyes. \"One of the janitorial staff was cleaning the floors nearby, when he heard the sound of water being poured on the twelfth chime of midnight. He followed the noise to this artifact. He says that the water came from nowhere, filling the bowl. We tested it.\" He swallowed. \"It is from the spring near Merlin\'s tomb.\"
\"Then we have one week to find the Chosen,\" the older wizard said softly. \"One week to find the one who will be the mother of the next Avatar.\" Davenport stared at the water. \"One week before the water drains away for another two hundred years.\"
The last time this had happened, well before his grandfather\'s birth they had not been able to find the Chosen one in time and the chance to breed a great wizard was lost for another two hundred years. He was determined that would not happen this time.
\"We will need to act immediately,\" he looked into the water, and was not at all surprised to see not his own reflection, but a building: one that he had attended for seven years in his youth. \"Morgana reveals her desire. The Chosen will be found at Hogwarts. Every witch of child bearing age in that school must be tested as soon as possible,\" Davenport said gravely. \"We must not fail this time.\"
\"But sir, you cannot mean all of them?\" gasped the younger man. \"I have read the old texts, they say that the Chosen is subjected to The Hunt! If that is true, then we cannot expose eleven and twelve year old girls to that!\"
\"We can and we will,\" Abner Davenport growled. \"This is more important then our sensibilities. The Avatar will be born this time. No matter the cost.\"
tbc