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Across the Worlds	By : shatteredstar21 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12936 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter 4

            The elder was there doing paperwork, and when he heard his door open he glanced up to see who was there, expecting to be interrupted for some minor inconvenience. Looking at the body language of the goblin who entered, and the boy who followed and was followed by two cowed looking human adults, he had to rule that option out. “What is this?” he asked the goblin. The goblin glanced away and then stated “the young human claims to be the last of the chaos beasts and that he is here to request our aid.” The Elder glanced at the small human and was surprised to see the boy looking directly at him, having obviously followed the conversation. Switching into English, the Elder solemnly questioned the boy. “Are you aware of the repercussions of what you claim? And that if you fail the test we will kill you?” the boy smiled at him “I know, elder Ragnarok, however, perhaps I should introduce myself. I am Chaostri the betrayed, lord of life, and the last of the Chaos beasts in this realm.” The elder looked upon the boy and couldn’t help but feel that he spoke the truth… however there was protocol to follow in matters such as these.

            “Please follow me into the next room where we can be more comfortable while the test is performed.” Chaostri as he called himself nodded, then casually mentioned. “By the way, after the verification test is completed, I will need to be tested for magical affinities with the eggs.” Ragnarok sent a sharp glance at the boy, even if he survived the first test he wasn’t likely to survive the second, Chaos beasts generally didn’t get along so well with the other creatures when it came to symbiosis.

            They came to a large plush room and the goblin ushered the humans in; he couldn’t help but notice that the adult humans looked quite unpleasant, they continued to throw glares between himself and the boy… but what disturbed the goblin most was that the male adult kept staring at the boy with hints of lust in his eyes. It made the goblin shudder and hope that he was misinterpreting the gaze.

Now that he had the adults settled on a plush couch at the far end of the room, he sent the chief floor goblin to get the required tools for the upcoming tests… and the required guards; after all if he failed he would die. The boy stood in front of him, patiently waiting, but Ragnarok noticed that the adult male was pacing frenetically; his paces were becoming more erratic as he moved, and his face was turning an unpleasant puce color. Three goblins carrying cushions with various items upon them came in surrounded by six guards. This appeared to be the breaking point for the adult male, and he charged Ragnarok with his fist leading; the attack on the elder shocked the other goblins into stillness.

Luckily, Harry was not shocked, he was not however pleased, and he made it show. With a swift flick of his wrist he sent the hugely obese man flying into the far wall, hard enough to knock him unconscious, and indeed had the man not been so fat there may well have been serious damage. The goblin guards quickly ran forward with their pikes aimed at the adult humans and ushered them into a corner where they were held at the point of their weapons.

            Ragnarok smiled, this was another point towards the boys claim, and he could not help but be impressed; that this boy who looked to be about five years old would perform such a feat of magic without a word or even a wand was amazing. Taking a breath he stepped forward and started the tradition of the test, ushering the first two cushion-carrying goblins forward. “You have laid claim to the name of the Chaos Beasts, in order to offer you the chance to prove this and win our aid in your endeavors we will offer you a choice. You may choose the method of determining your truth; you swallow the serum of truths, or be judged by the dagger of lies. Which shall you choose?” the boy smiled “I shall allow myself to be judged by the blade of lies.” The goblins surrounding them could not help feeling slightly impressed with this boys courage. The serum of truth would only compel him to speak truth, however the blade would plunge itself into his heart if he spoke any falsehood. The blade glowed softly as it lifted itself from its cushion and set itself to the small boy’s heart; he didn’t even flinch.

            The elder of the goblins found his estimation of the boy raising several notches for the way he had handled himself up to this point, and he was looking forward to seeing how he answered his questions. “What is your name?” Chaostri, Lord of Life, born Harold James Evans Potter.” There were murmurs of surprise from many of the goblins; they had not noticed his scar until he told them his name. “Are you a Chaos Beast?” “I am the last Chaos Beast in this Realm.” There were far fewer murmurs, though a few goblin faces showed a deep heart felt grief. “What was your purpose for coming to this bank today?” “I need to be unbound from my magical bonds, I need access to my vaults, I need to be emancipated, and I need to be tested for magical affinity to the eggs.” “To our knowledge, each Chaos Beast is given a quest they must fulfill, what is your quest?” “My quest is to save the earth, it has been seen that if we allow things to continue at the pace they are going now, the muggles shall destroy the magical world, and without our magic to balance out their polluting science they will kill our mother, the earth. My secondary quest is to destroy the dark lord Dumbledore.”

            The goblins had listened intently nodding all the while as his first objective was explained, but they looked shocked about his second objective; however they couldn’t deny what he said as the dagger didn’t so much as waver from over his heart. “Why is Dumbledore classed as a dark lord?”

“He has betrayed the trusts of nearly all who looked to him for guidance, he has called for the better treatment of ‘creatures’ such as the goblin, werewolves, vampires, and many others; however while he was gaining these groups’ trust, he was setting up a network in the ministry that was cutting more and more into the rights of these very beings. He discovered a young Chaos Beast, and ignoring his duty to protect this being, he bound its magic and sent it to live in a highly abusive home. He has manipulated hundreds of people, going so far as to create false prophecies so as to get them to dance to his tune, and has twisted the minds of many so that he will have a great ‘evil’ to fight against so that he will always appear the hero.”

A few of the goblins were looking rather ill at this point. The extents of the truths revealed this day were not at all comforting. “Please tell us why you consider your home to be abusive.” This was more of a statement but the boy still answered, though he now wore a mask that refused to allow entrance to his emotions.

“I have been forced into manual labor since the age of three, and sexual acts for the last year, I have been beaten repeatedly since I was first left with them, and my ‘uncle’ was teaching his son how to sexually molest me and that it was okay to beat me, what makes it even worse is that Dumbledore is using the money in my vaults to pay them for treating me in that fashion.” Here there was a great uproar… children were truly rare amongst the magical creatures of this world. Every child was a sacred trust; to abuse one was a death sentence by torture. Any faith at all that might have been held in trust for Dumbledore fell apart in that instant. Quite a few gazes turned towards the boys ‘relative’ in the corner, wanting nothing more than to tear them apart.

            “What are your plans for when you have completed your objectives?” this brought every goblin to sharp attention; this was something that they all desperately wished to know. “I have been informed that upon the completion of my quest I will no longer be allowed to stay here, I will be sent away by magical means.” The goblins felt a wrench of despair in their hearts. The cb were truly rare magical creatures, they restored balance of the earth, and to know that the last of its kind would be leaving them was something of the nightmares of every magical creature.

Ragnarok made a few arcane gestures, and the dagger of lies slowly settled itself back upon its cushion and went back into its dormant state. The guards took this to mean that they were no longer needed, and stared for a moment at the two humans still huddled in their corner while glaring out at the occupants of the room before they looked to the elder for some idea of what they were supposed to do with the creatures. The elder in turn deferred to the cb, asking him what he would like to have them do with them.

The boy responded in gobbledygook “we will need to perform the auraar descant spell near the end of this day, they can be a meal at that point; however for now I need to make a deal with them as they are registered as my guardians in both the magical and muggle worlds; I need to be emancipated.”

            The goblins around him looked at him in deep respect. This boy had thought things through; had overcome emotion to improve his lot in life. Elder Ragnarok swiftly sent one of the gobbling to get the emancipation papers for both worlds. He was back in mere moments with two folders in his hands. Harry turned to the two humans and in his rather husky voice made them an offer “if you two sign theses papers I will authorize half a million pounds to be wired to your account, and neither of you need to bother with my care ever again.” Vernon started to sneer at him, but Petunia was tired of all of the stress in her life, so she stepped forward and accepted his offer, swiftly signing the papers, and nagging Vernon into also doing so.

            The second both sets were signed they disappeared, already approved by the goblins of Gringotts, to their respective points of interest. A few moments later the goblin guard ushered the muggles into a cell at spear point; of course, they protested all the way. At this point Ragnarok led Chaostri to table where the goblin that had been patiently holding the third cushion all this time set a white gold chalice ornately decorated with creatures from legend onto the center of the table. “Three drops of blood please, young lord.” He swiftly brought his index finger to his fang and dropped the required blood into it. The last time he had done this, he had received two eggs, signified by a silver green and bruise purple clouds; so imagine his surprise when five clouds appeared before him.

            A cushion came floating into the room carrying five eggs and settled on the table in front of him. He took a deep breath and allowed his power to familiarize itself with the eggs, and then he lowered all of his defenses and poured his power out to the eggs. They started to thrum with power and lifted themselves to float lazily around their chosen one. After a moment they seemed to have figured out where they belonged, and they forced themselves into his flesh.

Where each egg disappeared a tattoo rose on his flesh, each beautiful in their own right. The first egg burrowed itself into the flesh between his shoulder blades, a tattoo that showed the vaguest outline of a rose that was shedding feathers in place of petals appeared in a silver green that was delicate in hue… in truth it was all but lost against the silver scars that covered his back.

The next egg burrowed into his left shoulder, appearing as a stylized black flame with an aurora of bruise purple surrounding it.

The third buried itself just above his left hip, where a silver blue teardrop surrounding an opalescent pearl showed itself.

The fourth showed itself upon his right wrist as a bracelet of long sharp fangs.

The final egg poured itself into his right ankle where it showed itself as a stylized curlicue that wrapped around the ankle with a number of differently sized orbs hovering above it.

            When the eggs had finally settled in Chaostri turned to Ragnarok and asked him how soon the requirements could be met for the ritual. Ragnarok simply asked him when he would have the names of those he wished to be his witnesses, and those he wished to be his sacrifices. He smiled and wrote a short list; “these are the sacrifices. I think for the witnesses I would like to have Lord Lucius Malfoy, Lady Aurelia Zabini, and Lord Evan Rosier.” Ragnarok was slightly concerned by the boy’s choices, Malfoy wasn’t so bad, but Zabini was known for killing her mates, and Rosier was walking more on the path of insanity than any where else. However, if they accepted the responsibility that came with the honor they were granted, then there were no better choices as guardians. He gave an abrupt nod and left to send the necessary owls.
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