Moonlight Sonata | By : TerraBloodstar Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 24744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The room exploded in waves of panic and moving bodies, but Eriko did not move, watching as the others began acting as though they had no notion of time or space. It took ages, but when the room finally fell silent, all eyes were on her. She got to her feet, moving to look out the window, her arms crossed as the back of her cloak whipped around in front of her when she paused.
“Are you ready for my story yet?” She questioned, voice toneless. Seeing their reflections nodding, she put a hand to the glass. “...It's always been this way. Every male born to the Satoshi line is, as your kind would consider it, a demon.”
There was a faint flutter of clothes as Hermione and Akiko dropped to sit on the floor, staring at the woman before them. As she could see their reflections, they could see hers, and her eyes had narrowed slightly.
“There's a reason why our parents are dead.” She told her sister, a dark smirk on her lips. “Did you know the curse broke on our generation? That's why we have no cousins, you know. The council forbid it...the Satoshi line was to die with our parents' generation. But of course...when mother found out she was pregnant, she went to Grandfather in terror. She couldn't bear to lose us...”
By this point, her voice was rough, but to the surprise of everyone in the room, it was not from tears. She was starting to chuckle under her breath, her nails digging into the window frame she leaned on, her eyes bitter and full of memories.
“Grandfather sheltered her. As the head of the clan, no one questioned him when he said she was sick. ...did you ever wonder why, in our earliest memories, we are in a dark, windowless room, Akiko? Did you ever wonder why we are so pale?”
Akiko, too afraid to speak, merely shook her head.
“We were hidden away for the first five years of our life.” Eriko snarled, head tilted to the side slightly, her neck so tense it seemed if she moved her head just a bit more, it would crack. “For five years, father hid us, telling Grandfather we were still-born, had died with our mother. But he couldn't keep that kind of secret from the kami, from the youkai. Some of the kami were displeased – he had not made offerings in years...had not looked to them for guidance, for help. ...and so, when he was sent to pacify them, they killed him.”
Akiko stared in horror as her sister burst into laughter, her shoulders shaking as she leaned still more heavily on the window frame. The group still did not speak or make any motion, though George looked as though he wanted to hold his wife.
“Then they told Grandfather about us. In the middle of a council meeting. The clan wanted us dead – surely, if our mother could disobey them, we who had her blood in our veins would do the same. The kami stood up for us. They defended us...” A shake of her head, leaning her forehead against the frame with a sigh. “...and so, for years, as we showed no sign of disobeying them, their fears eased. Many of the old members died and were replaced by others, who were not so frightened of the possibility of a male being born into the line. There was a prophecy, you see. ...the old world ends, a new beginning, born of sisters three.”
As the room fell quiet, the group looking confused, Hermione let out a sudden gasp.
“You get it, don't you, Hermione. Dear sister.” Her tone was almost a hiss at the last word, her eyes closing as she spoke. “The children we will bear are destined to be male. They will turn the world on its head...and they will watch their loved ones die around them as the years pass, for like all youkai, they will age only in centuries after reaching adulthood.”
“...then why aren't there any left?” Akiko whispered, staring up at her sister in a mixture of fear and worry. “Surely some of the former male Satoshi should still be alive?”
“I didn't say they can't be killed.” Eriko murmured. “...most were killed when the Emperor cursed our family centuries ago. The rest were killed during the Meiji Restoration...Hunted down and murdered by our family, fearing that the knowledge that we can birth youkai would be known, and shame us.”
“So...our children could...” Hermione looked terrified, glancing from one sister to the other. “...the Satoshi might kill them?”
“No.” Eriko let out a sigh, turning to face the group in the room. “...Grandfather told them that as it was destined, they must not interfere. The kami and youkai threatened war if they went against that.”
“Why?” Draco looked confused, frowning a bit as he watched the young woman move to her sisters, standing beside them.
“There are so few of them, less than five hundred in the country.” A slight shrug, moving to sit down with Akiko and Hermione. “They have lost their place in the minds and hearts of the people. If this continues, they will cease to exist altogether.”
The room remained quiet as its occupants tried to wrap their minds around the information they were given, faces much alike in their puzzled frowns and furrowed brows.
Finally, Hermione got up, brushing her pants off and looking from one face to the next.
“But will it be a visible difference?” She asked quietly. “...if it's nothing too extreme, we can hide it – glamour spells and such will cover that – so that they are not harassed here. And it will still solve the problem I'm in with Skeeter.”
“It is unlikely that the more distinguishable feature will show for a few years, but they will have markings.” Eriko told her, watching as the group visibly relaxed. “Other than that, we can have Luna run opposing stories in the Quibbler. It's just as popular as the prophet now, thanks to her strange practicality in balancing the weird stories with the truth.”
“Otherwise, you are not to go out in public without one of us with you.” Lucius told her. As she nodded in agreement, he swept out of the room, leaving the group to disperse as they would.
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