Hogwarts Maelstrom. Completed!
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
47
Views:
32,441
Reviews:
329
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
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The reasons....
A long time ago...
A woman’s screaming echoed through the grounds of the distant cottage. The rain bore down relentlessly into the soft earth as it welcome another member into the Wizarding world. An important one. The sound of a baby crying broke through the screaming.
“Almost there… Push Rowena…” The old hag was crouched between her legs and clutching the head of the baby.
“Merlin, I cant do this anymore.” Yet still the exhausted witch pushed further and at great length with a howl of pain.
“That’s it…” The Hag soothed her while the baby squeezed out with water and placenta covering its red squalling face. “Beautiful… utterly beautiful…” The hag’s voice was reverent while her wrinkled hands wiped the baby down.
Rowena slumped backwards, sweat and tears sliding down her pale face. “I need to see my daughter.”
The Hag nodded. “We owled the Bloody Baron. He knows what is at stake here. He should be bringing Helena shortly. Do you want to see the bairn?” The Hag began to walk forward with the crying baby.
“NO! You cannot Elminda. He can never know about her. If I know what the babe looks like, he will take her. Just like everything else.” She rasped hoarsely, tears spilling from her waxy cheeks.
Suddenly Rowena sat up, her waxy features closer to death then before. “He cost me everything. He cannot have this child. Swear to me, Elminda. You will take the child where Salazar will never find it. PROMISE me.”
Elminda slowly nodded back to her. Rowena fell back weakly and gasped for air.
“Soon, my time is over here. I can feel deaths inviting caress even now. Where is my Helena…?” Rowena coughed.
“Soon my lady…” Elminda shielded the child’s face against her chest and soothed it’s crying.
Rowena whispered. “He was so handsome once.” Her eyes became filmy and unfocused and Elminda could see the blood beginning to trickle down the sides of the bed slowly. There was so much blood.
“Mistress… Let me heal you…? We can stop the blood flow temporarily, and you can…”
“Shushhh… Elminda... Do you remember what a handsome man he was? Such beautiful amber eyes, so warm and dark, and they could turn so quickly. He turned so quickly. For someone who is in such pursuit of knowledge, I refused to see the one thing that was so clear to many.”
“You were in love, Mistress.”
“I was a fool. Take the child from this place. Leave her with Muggles. Maybe they can cure that seed of despicable blood that I have cursed the child with.”
Elminda wiped tears from her rheumy old eyes and clutched the child to her chest.
“The mirrors…” Rowena rasped… “Bring me the mirror of Erised and the mirror of Temporus Eoire. Quickly...”
Elminda laid the child down on the edge of the bed and retrieved two large ornate mirrors. Each one differed in design but where roughly of the same size.
Rowena hissed. “ Place the Mirror of Erised, facing opposite of me.”
Rowena saw the mirror of Temporus Eoire shimmer in front of Elminda. She whispered, “Go to the future. Find a time when Salazar is dead and gone. Leave the child with a couple who’s great weakness is kindness. It deserves a good life.”
“Mistress…” Elminda tried again.
“GO!” Rowena was staring into the Mirror of Erised as she saw her daughter Helena besides her.
Rowena smiled finally, it stretched wide on her waxy features, and she could feel her breath beginning to slow. Tears of contentment at the sight of her beautiful daughter trickled down her face as she exhaled a single last time. “Helena…………”
Elminda stepped through the mirror as the door shattered open.
“Rowena!!!” A mournful howl of regret and rage ripped through the cottage as Salazar raced in knocking over a mirror shattering and he stared down at his lover, stretched dead before the Mirror of Erised opposite of her. A smile gracing her features as the bed was soaked in blood.
Salazar hissed in anguish. “Rowena… You clever witch. You…cannot escape me……. not even in death. I will be there soon enough love. Soon enough…”
Salazar ignored the burning in his chest as he lifted a curl of her beautiful dark hair and he cut it off and brought it to his nose before storming out into the rain in agony.
Elminda watched the Muggles moving through the sterile white halls. The place smelled funny but she knew that she should be here. She watched as the woman gave birth. She could tell by the angle of her hips that the child was a stillborn.
Elminda had watched many a witch and Muggle give birth. The doctors were solemn as they brought the child into the incubation period, but it still died. Elminda moved in a held up her wand.
“Obliviate!” Replacing the dead child with the warm living one in her hands, she left.
She had been following Muggle couples around for days. This one seemed perfect. Elminda took the dead child and placed it outside of the hospital. Another tragic dead orphan was a fair exchange for the life of the child now in that hospital bed. The child was safe, and she had fulfilled her promise to Rowena.
The secret of the child’s parentage was kept in a pensieve that Elminda eventually hid. Up until the day she died, no one ever knew the truth, except for one Bathilda Bagshot who held onto the penseive for her old friend Elminda Figg.
Please read and review..
Love Rei.
A woman’s screaming echoed through the grounds of the distant cottage. The rain bore down relentlessly into the soft earth as it welcome another member into the Wizarding world. An important one. The sound of a baby crying broke through the screaming.
“Almost there… Push Rowena…” The old hag was crouched between her legs and clutching the head of the baby.
“Merlin, I cant do this anymore.” Yet still the exhausted witch pushed further and at great length with a howl of pain.
“That’s it…” The Hag soothed her while the baby squeezed out with water and placenta covering its red squalling face. “Beautiful… utterly beautiful…” The hag’s voice was reverent while her wrinkled hands wiped the baby down.
Rowena slumped backwards, sweat and tears sliding down her pale face. “I need to see my daughter.”
The Hag nodded. “We owled the Bloody Baron. He knows what is at stake here. He should be bringing Helena shortly. Do you want to see the bairn?” The Hag began to walk forward with the crying baby.
“NO! You cannot Elminda. He can never know about her. If I know what the babe looks like, he will take her. Just like everything else.” She rasped hoarsely, tears spilling from her waxy cheeks.
Suddenly Rowena sat up, her waxy features closer to death then before. “He cost me everything. He cannot have this child. Swear to me, Elminda. You will take the child where Salazar will never find it. PROMISE me.”
Elminda slowly nodded back to her. Rowena fell back weakly and gasped for air.
“Soon, my time is over here. I can feel deaths inviting caress even now. Where is my Helena…?” Rowena coughed.
“Soon my lady…” Elminda shielded the child’s face against her chest and soothed it’s crying.
Rowena whispered. “He was so handsome once.” Her eyes became filmy and unfocused and Elminda could see the blood beginning to trickle down the sides of the bed slowly. There was so much blood.
“Mistress… Let me heal you…? We can stop the blood flow temporarily, and you can…”
“Shushhh… Elminda... Do you remember what a handsome man he was? Such beautiful amber eyes, so warm and dark, and they could turn so quickly. He turned so quickly. For someone who is in such pursuit of knowledge, I refused to see the one thing that was so clear to many.”
“You were in love, Mistress.”
“I was a fool. Take the child from this place. Leave her with Muggles. Maybe they can cure that seed of despicable blood that I have cursed the child with.”
Elminda wiped tears from her rheumy old eyes and clutched the child to her chest.
“The mirrors…” Rowena rasped… “Bring me the mirror of Erised and the mirror of Temporus Eoire. Quickly...”
Elminda laid the child down on the edge of the bed and retrieved two large ornate mirrors. Each one differed in design but where roughly of the same size.
Rowena hissed. “ Place the Mirror of Erised, facing opposite of me.”
Rowena saw the mirror of Temporus Eoire shimmer in front of Elminda. She whispered, “Go to the future. Find a time when Salazar is dead and gone. Leave the child with a couple who’s great weakness is kindness. It deserves a good life.”
“Mistress…” Elminda tried again.
“GO!” Rowena was staring into the Mirror of Erised as she saw her daughter Helena besides her.
Rowena smiled finally, it stretched wide on her waxy features, and she could feel her breath beginning to slow. Tears of contentment at the sight of her beautiful daughter trickled down her face as she exhaled a single last time. “Helena…………”
Elminda stepped through the mirror as the door shattered open.
“Rowena!!!” A mournful howl of regret and rage ripped through the cottage as Salazar raced in knocking over a mirror shattering and he stared down at his lover, stretched dead before the Mirror of Erised opposite of her. A smile gracing her features as the bed was soaked in blood.
Salazar hissed in anguish. “Rowena… You clever witch. You…cannot escape me……. not even in death. I will be there soon enough love. Soon enough…”
Salazar ignored the burning in his chest as he lifted a curl of her beautiful dark hair and he cut it off and brought it to his nose before storming out into the rain in agony.
Elminda watched the Muggles moving through the sterile white halls. The place smelled funny but she knew that she should be here. She watched as the woman gave birth. She could tell by the angle of her hips that the child was a stillborn.
Elminda had watched many a witch and Muggle give birth. The doctors were solemn as they brought the child into the incubation period, but it still died. Elminda moved in a held up her wand.
“Obliviate!” Replacing the dead child with the warm living one in her hands, she left.
She had been following Muggle couples around for days. This one seemed perfect. Elminda took the dead child and placed it outside of the hospital. Another tragic dead orphan was a fair exchange for the life of the child now in that hospital bed. The child was safe, and she had fulfilled her promise to Rowena.
The secret of the child’s parentage was kept in a pensieve that Elminda eventually hid. Up until the day she died, no one ever knew the truth, except for one Bathilda Bagshot who held onto the penseive for her old friend Elminda Figg.
Please read and review..
Love Rei.