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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23965 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

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Disclaimer: I don't, and never will, own Harry Potter. All plots and characters belong to J.K. Rowling and company.

::Parseltongue::
/mind-to-mind with Huginn/
'thoughts'
"Normal Speech"

(22) Of Wards and Bullies
Corvus returned to his room in a rage, leaving pictures rattling in their frames as he passed. He entered the CHV Library, locking his trunk above him. He screamed his voice raw, angry at everything. How could Severus sit there and blame him. ‘Keep away’, ‘avoid him’.
Like he hasn’t tried.
He fell into the chair at his desk and glanced at the book sitting on his desk. It was one of the books he picked up in Italy and contained the Parsel wards. But if the person attempting to steal the stone was indeed the Dark Lord, it reasons that he would know Parseltongue.
He stood from his desk and began looking at his bookshelves and was immediately drawn to the Ancient Runes and Warding book he had gotten so long ago. He opened it on his desk and pulled out quill and parchment, but before he sat felt drawn to another book. Glancing at the Gobbledegook text, Corvus was confused, but pulled it down anyway. He opened the book to a random page and found a section dedicated to Goblin runes and magic.
He smirked to himself, but then felt it fall into a sad smile. Looks like his Sight abilities were definitely developing if this intuition was anything to go by.
He returned to his desk and began taking notes, creating his own ward for the door in the third floor corridor.
()
Three hours later, Corvus was very happy that the next day was Saturday. One o’clock in the morning and he was only part way through his ward design. He decided to take a break to get a fresh start and left his trunk, warding it behind himself.
He walked slowly through the corridors, feeling for the magical presence of others. He entered the kitchen and was bombarded with house elves. “Do you ever sleep?” he asked the small creatures.
“Oh there is many elves in the castle, little Master,” one elf squeaked. “Could we serve you?”
“Thank you. Could I have some bread and cheese and an apple please?” In seconds he was holding his requested snack, wrapped in a linen with extra and a bottle of pumpkin juice. “Thank you very much,” he said with a smile, then left with the elves blushing and squeaking behind him.
He shook his head and slowly made his way back to his room. He heard a crash and froze in place. At the sound of scuffling and his godfather’s voice, he moved, entering the nearest room and closing it softly behind him.
The room was an old classroom with desks pressed against the wall. In the center of the room was a large gilded mirror. Corvus approached it slowly, and cautiously. He read too many stories of cursed objects to want to really approach it. Even though it was in the school... so was a Cerberus.
He looked into the mirror and saw himself. Slowly, the image changed. He was slightly older, standing tall with his mom and a man who looked like Rabastan who had his arm around his mother. This must be Rodolphus, he thought to himself. Beside Rodolphus was his Uncle and beside Bellatrix was Severus. Draco stood tall behind them with the Malfoy family behind him. In the far background, he could see the Potter family looking on, smiling sadly but proudly. Like they knew they were wrong for giving him up.
He looked at the frame of the mirror again, trying to figure out what it did. He read the engraving around the frame ‘Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt wohsi’. He stared at the words for a moment with his head cocked to the side. He smiled as he thought ‘I show not your face but heart’s desire’. So this is what my heart’s desire is, he thought to himself. A noise outside the room had him rushing into a dark corner and holding his breath.
Of course it’s my dear brother, he thought to himself with a mental snarl. He crept his way across the room silently while Charlie was entranced with the mirror. He froze partway after sensing something nearby. He wrapped his magic around himself to be invisible and watched as the door opened and closed with no visible presence entering.
And the manipulations continue he thought. After 15 minutes the old man left. Corvus waited another 20 before leaving himself. He didn’t know what Potter could see in the mirror that was so entrancing, but he was definitely not going to spend his night waiting, and he was actually glad for it so he could make a clean getaway.
He continued concentrating on being invisible until he got to his room. He grabbed his textbook from his Durmstrang compartment and returned to his desk.
As he sat reading his Blood Magic book, Corvus became aware of what he was reading... it was the missing part of his wards. Blood. But blood could be traced... unless he masked it...
He returned to his parchment of notes and began writing with a renewed vigor.
()
Corvus woke with a start to realize he slept in his library. Odd that he was okay with sleeping in his trunk. He snorted to himself and gathered his notes and put his books away. He left his trunk and took a long hot shower to ease the pain in his neck and back.
When he got out he had a moment of peace before angry hissing and a bite to his ear brought him back to reality. He spent ten minutes being berated by both Véurr and Huginn for disappearing on them.
“I’m sorry. You’re right. I was angry though and wasn’t thinking clearly.” His familiars seemed to accept his answer, but still were not happy with him. Huginn pecked his head harshly and he dropped his Occlumency shields. Suddenly he was bombarded with the yelling from his young raven familiar. Wincing, Corvus spoke again, “And I unconsciously had my shields up too high. I’m sorry for worrying you Huginn.”
The raven ruffled it’s feathers in annoyance, but the yelling in his mind yielded. /You should be sorry you foolish wizard!/ He hissed telepathically and pecked the young wizard’s head in annoyance again. /Like we didn’t have enough to worry about you already?! Don’t do that again!/
Corvus hung his head in honest shame. He really hadn’t meant to close out his familiars.
Checking the time, he realized it was lunch time already. He packed his bag with a few school books and his notes for the wards. He also grabbed chalk and a small blade. With Huginn settled on his shoulder and Véurr loosely around his neck, he headed into the great hall.
Sitting at the end of his table, Corvus felt eyes upon him. He looked up through his lids and saw Draco looking worriedly at him. He gave the blonde a small smile and nodded to let him know he was okay.
But Corvus could still feel someone watching him. /Huginn, please look around and see who is deciding to watch my every move this morning/ He thought to his Raven.
/Yes young master/ came the reply, then after a moment /Your godfather is watching you carefully, as is the old fool./
/Thank you/
After their meal, Corvus and his familiars headed to the library, aware of the eyes that were following them. After about an hour, he felt the eyes finally abate. He waited another ten minutes before leaving.
Sending Huginn to fly and keeping Véurr around his wrist, Corvus wrapped his magic around himself and went to the third floor corridor. He set up multiple alarms in the corridor on his way to the door so that if anyone were to come near he would have time to hide again.
Soon as he got to the right door, Corvus pulled out what he needed. He began drawing the chalk line of wards around the frame and on the floor in front of the door. Once the first step was done, he continued onto adding the blood wards. Lastly he added the Goblin wards that would mask all magic and hide the runes themselves. They would also erase his magical signature so that the creator of the wards could not be tracked.
The main beauty of the wards was that they were completely invisible. An older wizard may feel a brush of magic, but will be unable to figure out the type of magic used and who used it. It was quite ingenious, or at least Corvus thought so.
Just as he added the last rune, his first alarm rang, letting him know someone was coming. The runes flashed brightly once before the marks sank into the stone. Corvus got his supplies packed up just as his last warning went off. He hid from sight and watched as Severus came running down the corridor. He looked around quickly and opened the door to make sure the Cerberus was still where it was supposed to be.
He closed the door and looked around confused, but left the corridor.
Corvus smirked to himself and left the corridor as well, walking slowly to his room.
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Corvus continued to watch the Gryffindor trio trying to figure out the clues. By time Yule came around they still had no idea who Flamel was, making Corvus and his friends grin with glee. He of course told his study group about the wards he had placed. He didn’t give technicalities, only assured them that students would not be able to get passed. They were suitably impressed and begged him at every meeting to know how he put up the wards. He of course, just smiled sweetly and said, “No,”
After his all night ward research, Corvus had to catch up with his work. He spent all his spare time making sure all his assignments were handed in. He was most grateful to his mother for reminding him to buy a study planner when they went shopping.
A downside to all this was he still was not talking with Severus. He performed exceptionally in potions, but refused all requests for dinner. After all, if the man wanted to join the Charlie Potter fan club, he was welcome to it.
Deep down he knew it wasn’t true. That his godfather disliked his brother, but he was still upset about how he was spoken to. He was being targeted by the Gryffindors, for no reason, but was called at fault. It brought up all of his old insecurities. He didn’t argue as it never helped in the past.
It probably didn’t help that since he never retaliated the Gryffindors saw him as easy pickings. But Corvus really didn’t want to have to deal with the Headmaster or the Gryffindor Head of House.
With all the stress from end of term exams, homework, and lessons, Corvus was bound to hit a breaking point.
Just before Winter holidays he did just that.
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Corvus left his potions class after being dismissed, ignoring his godfather’s attempts to catch his eyes. The class was odd numbered so he worked solo, thankfully, and had his potion completed in time.
He left the room, thoughts of the holiday running through his mind, and didn’t watch where he was going. At the top of the stairs near the Ravenclaw commons was a group of 5 Gryffindor boys. He let out an exasperated sigh.
“What now?” He asked angrily. “What exactly is your problem? I’m not a Slytherin, I never start anything with any of you, yet you keep coming after me. You can’t help but continuously attack me! For what reason?”
“Your family tortured Neville’s parents!” Came an angry yell from the back of the room.
“What proof do you have? The fact that one man is in jail without ever having a trial? Get over yourselves.”
He attempted to push past the group, but was pushed back harshly. “Move,” he growled out, only to be pushed back again. He moved forward one last time, but Weasley moved forward and punched him in the stomach and head, then Potter shoved him.
Before he realized what he was doing, Corvus had his spare wand in his hand and the Gryffindors were flying backwards.
Unfortunately so was he due to the push.
Corvus eyes widened when he didn’t feel the ground beneath his feet. He rolled himself into a protective ball to cover his head, tucking his wand into a hidden pocket as he did so. The last thing he saw before blackness took over was two shimmering mists rushing past.

{edited 9-24-15}

A/N: Sorry I'm late. Holidays and all, you know. I'm working on editing the next chapter and may post it soon since this one was so late. Don't worry. There is a reason for Corvus' anger at Sev, which will come up soon. As always C&C appreciated :)
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