Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

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Chapter 58 ~ A Glimpse of the Future

When Mathis and Andreas went to supper, Jasmine gave them both the icy shoulder, not that they minded. Still, Mathias was looking at her more than usual because of what happened on the plain of the Dark Soul. She was going to become such a beautiful witch. A witch that he would one day receive carnal knowledge from. Mathias' stomach felt a little funny as he looked at her.

"It will pass," Andreas said to him, picking up an ear of corn.

Mathias turned away from gazing at Jasmine, who had stuck her tongue out at him and contorted her face when she caught him looking at her.

"What will pass?" he asked the wizard.

"How Jasmine makes you feel. The knowledge of what will happen between you will soon sink to the back of your mind," Andreas said, biting into his corn.

Mathias hoped so. He didn't like Jasmine in the way a wizard likes a witch. He didn't want her for a girlfriend. He didn't want any witch for a girlfriend. As far as he could see, all witches did were take up valuable study time.

Andreas chuckled beside him.

"What's so funny?" Mathias asked.

"You," Andreas answered, shaking his head and finishing his corn.

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Mathias and Andreas had a long talk that night after supper. It was decided that while Andreas taught Mathias how to use his newly awakened powers, Mathias would teach Andreas all he knew about spell casting. That way, both boys would be extremely formidable. Andreas could teach him in their rooms, but the spell casting would have to either be done on the grounds, or in the Room of Requirement.

"The key word, Mathias, is discretion. Everything you see, you cannot reveal. People must be free to live their lives. You should only try to change situations that directly affect you negatively. Let others go their way. If you don't, you can still fall under the Dark Soul's power…even if you think you are acting for good," Andreas told the wizard soberly.

Mathias looked at him. It would be tempting to control others' lives. But then again, Mathias also felt people should be left alone to live the way they wanted to. That was what he wanted to do.

"Can I see your aura, Andreas?" he asked the wizard.

"I will show you," Andreas replied, "but first you need to understand there are levels of auras. There is an overall aura that contains flashes of all the levels, and that is what you are seeing now. But this aura can be separated into physical, mental, emotional and motivational auras which consist of their own colors."

Mathias nodded, listening closely. This sounded a bit complicated. Andreas continued.

"The physical aura tells you how healthy the body is. The mental aura can show how intelligent a person is. The emotional aura shows the emotional state the person is in, and the motivational aura tells you if a person is doing something for the good or the bad."

"You know all this when you look at people, Andreas?" Mathias asked him curiously.

"Only when I turn it on. It isn't a good thing to know everything about a person. Still, sometimes it bleeds through. So do their thoughts," he replied his black eyes serious.

"You can hear people's thoughts too?" Mathias inquired.

"Sometimes," the wizard responded. And there is magic too. Magic that doesn't require a wand. I will teach you that as well, if I see that is one of your gifts. I hope it is. It is very important that you have such power."

Andreas' face went hard for a moment.

"Why? Why is that important, Andreas?" Mathias asked the wizard.

Andreas looked at him, and his face softened.

"All things in good time, my brother," he responded softly. "Now let me show you my aura. You must concentrate. Imagine me surrounded by shimmering air. Clear. No color. Like heat from a road."

Mathias stared at Andreas. Nothing happened.

"I don't see anything," Mathias said, disheartened.

"Just be easy with it. Look again," Mathias said quietly.

Suddenly the air began to shimmer around the wizard.

"I see it!" Mathias said.

"Good. Now just watch it. It will start to change…to color," Andreas said.

A dark golden color began to surround Andreas. Flashes of brilliant blue and bright yellow appeared and disappeared. A little dark green as well.

"I see it. It's mostly gold," Mathias said. "And some other flashing colors. Blue, yellow and dark green."

Andreas shook his head.

"No, it is not gold, Mathias. It is darker than gold, tarnished because of my nature. I am a Slytherin and have selfish ends just as everyone does in this house. True gold is someone with a pure spirit…a higher spirit. Someone who is selfless. I am not like that," the wizard said. "The blue is my health, the yellow, my intelligence, the dark green, my ambition.

Mathias noticed the gold color became even darker as Andreas said he had selfish ends. The black wizard looked as if he were on fire with the aura roaring around him. Mathias concentrated again, willing himself to see Andreas normally. It worked. Then the wizard wondered about his own aura.

"What color is my aura, Andreas?" the Mathias asked him.

"Yours is gold too, with a lot of yellow and blue. A bit brighter than mine, but as you get older, it will darken as your ambitions grow. Most do not have gold auras. They are muddied because they are not free like you and I and will appear brown. You'll see. After you have mastered seeing overall auras, I will show you how to separate them into levels," the boy said, standing and stretching.

Mathias knew it was time to go. He stood up.

"You're tired, Andreas…and so am I. I'll see you in the morning," Mathias said, walking toward the door.

Andreas jumped into his bed, landing on his back and smiling at the wizard.

"Good night, my brother," he said, grinning at Mathias who smiled back at him.

"Good night, brother," he replied, then opened the door and exited the room.

Andreas stared at the closed door.

"We are brothers with much to accomplish," he said in a low voice, closing his eyes.

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The rest of the school year went well and it was almost time for end-of-year exams. Mathias and Andreas worked on their powers and spells in private and became very proficient. Andreas was a natural when it came to learning new spells, and he was very pleased when he learned to place his signatures on his magic so it could not be removed.

Mathias learned to separate and read auras. He had looked at his father's overall aura and found it to be a very dark gray, containing flashes of very bright yellow, blue and a deep pulsing crimson the color of blood. He also found that Severus' emotional, mental and motivational auras were mostly the same deep red. It wasn't the bright red of anger, but something deeper…more insidious. He asked Andreas about it.

"Your father lives a very difficult life, Mathias. He is embroiled in evil, an evil he badly wants to destroy. This is something that is always with him. He suffers because of it. It is what makes his overall aura almost black…but he is not evil. He is simply always in contact with it. The deep red is the deep anger and hatred he feels. It consumes him, his emotions, his thoughts, and his motivations. Everything. Until the evil is destroyed he will always be this way," Andreas said.

"Voldemort," Mathias breathed.

Andreas nodded.

"Yes…he is a very great evil," the wizard said, looking at Mathias intently. "An evil that must fall. Too many are under his spell. If he is allowed to continue, he will bring destruction and death in the end. All will suffer…those who are his and those who are not. He must be stopped."

Andreas took a deep breath.

"The Prophecy is a lie," the boy said, his black eyes glinting.

"The Prophecy? You mean about Harry Potter and Voldemort?" Mathias asked him.

"Yes. My people divined that Professor Trelawney was under the influence of the Dark Soul of the World when she made that prophecy. The Wizarding World wanted a hero…a hope. The Dark Soul provided it. But it is a lie," Andreas said.

"But…but why don't your people tell?" Mathias demanded.

"We are forbidden to interfere," Andreas said somewhat bitterly. "None of us are to say a word or lift a hand against the Dark Lord. We cannot tell the white wizards what they must do. Life must go forward as it will."

"But you just told me something bad about him…what he's going to do," Mathias said, "You've broken the law of your people."

Andreas beamed at him.

"You are not a white wizard. You have gone before the Dark Soul of the World and seen your ancestor. You are pale, but you are my brother. We are connected. I can tell my brother anything and break no laws," the wizard said.

"Connected through the journey?" Mathias asked the wizard, wanting to understand.

Andreas shook his head.

"Not only the journey. You and I have the same original ancestor. The Nameless One who came to free the Others. We are truly connected, Mathias," Andreas said soberly. "And you can do what I cannot. You are not bound by my tribe. You can act as you please, and as your brother, I can aid you in any battle."

Mathias' mouth dropped open.

"You want to kill Voldemort," he said to Andreas, whose eyes went hard.

"As badly as your father," the young wizard said. "I have seen what he will do, and his evil will spread to my people as well. Throughout the entire world, muggle included. The streets will run red with blood. I cannot go after him myself…but I can aid my brother in battle against him."

"You want me to kill him," Mathias said quietly.

"I want us to kill him," Andreas replied, "when we get older and stronger. When we are men. He will want you, Mathias. You will have the opportunity to destroy him."

"But he's a politician now," Mathias said, thinking of the DKV.

Suddenly Andreas grabbed Mathias by his shoulders. The little wizard had to force himself not to take defensive action.

"He is no politician," he hissed, drawing Mathias closer and resting his forehead again his. "Look!"

Mathias saw a huge crowd of people outside the Ministry, and others watching whatever event it was through magic mirrors in various places. It was some kind of protest with thousands of people in attendance. All of the sudden a great roar went up from the crowd and they rushed the Ministry, killing the Council members and Aurors, then rushing into the building and killing anyone unfortunate enough to be there.

It was happening in the streets too. Witches and wizards suddenly drawing their wands and casting the killing curse on people passing by. It was happening everywhere in the wizarding world, people killing each other, their eyes wide with horror as they did so. The dead littered the streets. Even families turned on each other. Bodies were everywhere. Then he saw a village, thousands of miles away and everything in it was dead. People, animals and even the surrounding plants. Brightly dressed black bodies lay unmoving on the earth, dead toddlers and infants clutched to the dead parents' breasts.

Andreas pulled back from him, his eyes filled with tears.

"Do you see now? And that…that is only the beginning. He must be stopped, Mathias," Andreas said.

"But if your people know this, Andreas…why won't they stop him?" Mathias demanded.

"They believe they can alter the future, protect themselves when Voldemort comes for them. But I know he will be too powerful. The Dark Soul is part of this. The Dark Soul hates my people because they will not serve it," Andreas said.

Suddenly Mathias yelled and clutched his head as a sharp pain shot through it. It was as if someone stuck a long white-hot needle into his skull. He fell against the wall and gasped as he saw Hermione and Severus lying in a puddle of blood on a stone floor. They were naked and had been beaten severely. Hermione's body was black and blue, covered in bite marks, her face was badly swollen and blood was smeared all over her thighs. His father's body was almost completely stripped of flesh. Severus stirred, and started crawling toward Hermione, her head turning toward him.

"That's what we do to traitors," a high-pitched voice sounded. "Mathias is a man now and has renounced you both. I no longer need either of you. Death to the traitorous muggle-lover and his muggle-born whore! Avada Kedavra!"

A loud cheer went up and both Severus and Hermione were bathed in green light.

Mathias gasped as he came back to himself and looked at Andreas wildly.

"I have to find my father!" he yelled at Andreas, racing from the room.

Andreas watched him leave, tears streaming down his face. By showing the young wizard his vision, he had unlocked Mathias' own abilities. Now…Mathias knew what the future held if Voldemort were allowed to live.

The wizard couldn't be allowed to live.

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A/N: Wow. Things got deep here fast. Both Mathias and Andreas have a mission now. How will this knowledge change Mathias? He is now in almost the same situation as Harry is now. But the thing is, he has full knowledge of what will happen and he is only eleven. There has to be some kind of emotional fallout now. I believe Mathias is going to change. Please review.