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Shades of Ebony	By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: All that is mine is
Kerenza, her family, and Erebus. That�s
all, no more, no less.

Chapter 2

�Kerenza,
wake up.� My father said, shaking me gently.

I
let out a groan and rolled over, �Five more minutes papa, please.� I said,
pulling the blankets over my head.

�Kerenza.� He said warningly, �Get up or I�ll make you get
up.�

I
threw the blankets off, knowing what making me get up would entail, lots and
lots of cold water. With a groan I sat
up, glaring at him through my messy hair.
He chuckled softly and laid a robe on the end of my bed before walking
out. Grumbling tiredly to myself I
pulled the band out of my hair and began working out the braid, brushing my
fingers through the long mess. Pulling
off my nightgown I pulled on the black robe.
It was lined with silver and there was a purple rope belt to go around
my waist. It looked more like a dress then
a robe. Picking up the brush from my
bedside table I began to run it though my hair, pulling it back from my face
and braiding it tightly. When I was
finished I went out to join my father.
He was waiting, dressed in a pure black robe; his cloak was purple with
silver lining. His skin was now a milky
white, his hair still white and pulled back into a tight braid. He waved his hand and I closed my eyes, my
skin taking on the same hue as his. Dark
Elves had a natural proficiency with wandless magic. We could perform many basic spells without
the use of a wand. My father�s wand was
pure black, made from ebony; the core was a feather from a Couatl, essentially
a large serpent with wings. They
possessed vast quantities of magical power.
I was curious to see what mine would be.
My mother�s was basswood with the hair of a Nightmare as a core. It was odd, my father�s wand was black with a
core of purity and my mother�s was light with a core of darkness.

�Let�s
go.� He said, smiling at me.

I
smiled back, I was curious about my wand, the rest I wasn�t too excited about,
but that, I couldn�t wait. It was
obvious we were elves as we made our way to Diagon Alley, after all we didn�t
cover our ears and, oddly enough, an elf can�t change the way their ears appear
to people, they will always appear the way they are. I would have to be careful about how I wore
my hair at school. I looked at my father
and noticed that his braid was done in such a way to cover his ears; carefully
I fixed my hair, covering mine as well.
Our name was as well known as the Malfoy�s and my father was just as
respected, if not more so, as their patriarch.
I had never met them, which was understandable, but I did know about
them. Together my father and I walked
into the alley. As we collected my books
I noticed a pair of nervous looking Muggles and their daughter, she was obviously
excited. She had bushy brown hair and
seemed rather bookish. When she looked
over at me she smiled, looked at her parents for a moment, then
walked over.

�Hi,
are you going to Hogwarts too? I�m
Hermione Granger.� She said, offering her hand.

I
looked at the proffered hand for a moment before taking it, �I am Kerenza
DeNan.� I replied calmly, �And yes, I am going to Hogwarts.� My voice was cool
and calm.

My
father looked at me for a moment before taking one more book, �Kerenza, come
along.� He said calmly. I let go of her
hand and turned, walking back to my father before she could say anything else. I would keep an eye on her, �Interesting
girl.�

�Yes
and no. She�s a Mudblood and a
human. They usually are interesting, but
her. There�s something about her.� I
sighed, �She�s different from the other Mudbloods I�ve met, seems more pure.� I
shook my head, �I doubt that makes any sense.�

�It
makes sense. More then likely one of her
parents is a squib but we can�t know for sure.
It doesn�t matter.� He said with a wave of his hand, a dismissing
gesture, �Robes next.� He said, pushing open the door and walking inside, �Get
yours and I�ll get some of your other items.�

I
sighed and walked in, �Hello dear, may I help you?� The owner asked with a
smile.

�I
need Hogwarts robes.� I said calmly, looking at her absently.

�Of
course dear, come with me.� She said, motioning for me to follow.

I
walked after her into a back room.
Without a word she began to take measurements, well, the tape measure
did. Another girl was standing there
looking board. I ignored her until she
spoke up.

�I
take it you�re going tgwargwarts as well.� She said, �I�m Pansy Parkinson.�

I
knew that name, Parkinson was a pureblood family, �I�m
Kerenza DeNan.� I replied.

'> Her
eyes grew wide for a moment, �That�s a Dark Elf name but you�re not one.� She
scowled, �That makes no sense.�

I
raised an eyebrow, �Oh.� I said simply, I knew I wasn�t supposed to let anyone
know what I was.

It
was obvious she was about to speak again when the woman walked in, �Your robes
are done Miss Parkinson.�

�I�ll
see you at Hogwarts.� Pansy said before walking out.

Not long after she left my robes were done as well. I
paid her and left, taking them with me. My father was waiting for me with
the rest of my supplies, bar my wand, that I had to go get myself. When
we walked into the wand store, Olivander�s, he
greeted us immediately.


�Ahhh, Aramil DeNan, 13 inches, ebony and Coutal, powerful, good for curses and healing.� He said
with a smile before looking at me, �You must be Kerenza DeNan, yes, yes.
Here to get your wand?�


I looked at him for a moment, not saying a word, �Yes.� I replied finally.


�Good, good.� He said, beginning to pull out long thin boxes, wands for me to
try. An hour later and we still hadn�t found a wand, or should I say the
wand hadn�t found me, �Second one today that has been tricky.� He looked thoughtful
for a moment before png ong out one final box, �Try this one.� He said, opening
it.


An ebony wand, seemingly even darker then my father�s, if that was possible,
lay nestled in the box. Intricate in design, the handle itself was a work
of art. Only an elf could have made something like this, I doubted that OlE>Olivander did, it was too perfectly done. Reverently
I took it, feeling warmth flow through me; I knew that this was mine. He
paled a bit was scarlet and silver sparks shot from the end of the wand.


�And what is my wand made from?� I asked, admiring the workmanship.

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�Ten inches, ebony and�� He paused, not wanting to say it, �Vampire blood��


I raised an eyebrow, �How can a liquid be used as a core?� I asked softly.


Aramil scowled, �You know the answer to that already Kerenza. If vampire
blood is stored for a few years it hardens.�


�Whose blood is it?� I asked, �I also want to know who made it, I can tell by
the craftsmanship that it wasn�t you.�


�The blood came from the ancient vampire Erebus.� I smiled; I knew Erebus, he
and Aramil were friends, �It was made by the Dark Elf Sistara
over three thousand years ago.� He said softly, �It�s good for curses.�


I smiled, �Thank you Mr. Olivander.� I said politely
as my father paid for the wand.


�Can I tell Uncle Erebus?� I asked as we walked out, I had always called him
that; he was around all the time and was like family to me.


He chuckled, �Yes, you may. We have one more stop to make then we can go
see him.�


I smiled happily, �Thanks papa.� I said as we went to Knockturn
Alley, �Can we please take the charm off?� I asked, tired of being so pale.

He laughed softly and removed the
charms, �Better Kerenza?�


I nodded, �Yes, thank you.� I said, fixing my hair again so my ears showed.


Together we walked into a small shop. I loved the places in Knockturn Alley; there were so many interesting things to
see. As I began to look through the various items, just looking, not
touching, I felt someone watching me. I looked around, trying to see who
it was. A young blonde caught my eye; he was the one who was staring at
me. Flipping my braid over my shoulder I walked over to my father.


�Papa, that blonde boy is staring at me.� I said softly.


He raised an eyebrow, �Oh?� He glanced over, �That�s a Malfoy.� He said,
looking back at me, �Ignore him unless he comes over to speak with you. I
have a few more things to collect here and we�ll go see Erebus.�


I nodded and went back to looking around. It was unnerving the way he
continued to stare at me, I didn�t like it. Finally he walked over,
�Hello, I�m Draco Malfoy.� He said with a smile, offering me his hand.


I took it and he kissed the back of mine, �I�m Kerenza DeNan.�


�I should have known that you would be from a family as powerful as DeNan.�


�Oh?� I asked softly, �Why is that?�


He smiled, �You just seem to be one who is bred for power.�


I smiled, �You do have a way withds Mds Mr. Malfoy. I�m sure I�ll see you
again.� I said, Aramil beckoning for me to come.


I walked out with my father, �Watch him.� He said, leading me down the street.


I nodded, �Yes papa. Can we go see Uncle Erebus now?� I asked excitedly.


He laughed and went further down the alley, �That�s where we�re going Kerenza.�


I loved visiting him; he told me once that he watched our family to find one
worthy of a great gift. When I asked him what it was he wouldn�t tell
me. He lived just past Knockturn Alley and it
didn�t take us long to arrive. Right after Aramil knocked on the door
Erebus answered. I launched myself at him, wrapping my arms around the
ancient vampire. He laughed; his voice was like silk, sweet and
low. His long ebony hair was tied back in a pony tail. He usually
wore it down. A loose fitting white shirt nearly blended in with his pale
flesh and a pair of black pants clung to his legs like a second skin.
Piercing blue/black eyes gazed down at me lovingly.


He smiled at me, �Hello to you too Kerenza.�


Aramil shook his head, �I�m sorry Erebus, she�s wanted
to come see you since she got her wand.�


He raised an eyebrow, �Oh and why is that Kerenza?�


�Because my wand is very special!� I said happily,
pulling it out for him to see.


He blinked for a moment and whispered softly, �The only wand I ever gave my
blood for.� He smiled at me, �This is very good, I was right.� He said
cryptically.


I scowled, �What�s good?� I asked, cocking my head to the side.


�Kerenza, why don�t you go get something to eat, I need to speak with your
father.� He said with a smile. I pouted but did as he said, going into
the kitchen. Pressing my ear to the door I tried to listen, only picking
up a few words here and there, �She�s�one�gift�� I couldn�t hear my father�s
response to that, �Positive�she�s�waiting��


I scowled, obviously I was to be the recipient of whatever gift he intended to
give, but what was it? Sighing I pulled away from the door, going to get
myself something to eat. If I didn�t then they would know that I had been
listening. Fixing myself a quick sandwich I sat at the table to wait for
them to finish their talk. Finally they walked in.


�What�d you talk about?� I asked before taking a bite of my food.

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Neither one of them answered. Erebus walked over and handed me a small
box, �Open it.�


Slowly I complied, curious to see what was within. A silver necklace was
nestled in the little box, a single blood red teardrop hung from it. I
blinked and carefully took it out of the box, examining the teardrop and fine
silver chain. Taking it from me, he slipped it around my throat.


�Never take this off Kerenza.� He ordered, leaving no room for objection.


�Alright Uncle Erebus.� I said, absently fingering the
jewel.


He smiled, �That�s my girl. Good luck at school.� I rolled my eyes and he
laughed, �I know you don�t want to go but you have to. It will be a good
learning experience.� He pulled out a book, �I want you to read this in your
free time.�


I scowled, �You�ve never given me stuff to read, why the sudden change?�


�That�s not important.�


I sighed, �Alright, alright, I�ll read it.� I said, taking the book from him.


�That�s my girl. Now I believe that you should go home and get some
rest. School starts in a few days.�


I sighed, �Thanks Uncle Erebus.� I smiled and gave him a hug, �Love you.�


�Thank you Erebus.� Aramil said with a smile, �You�re welcome to come for Yule
as always.� He said before we left.
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