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Unlikely Heroes	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 80944 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Title: Unlikely Heroes

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, LuciusxSeverus, RemusxSeverus

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: A battered Boy Who Lived finds his world come crashing down when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire. Shockingly, the only ones to come to his rescue are those he'd believed were his enemies.

Notes: Is compatible to the Selection of Triwizard Champions.

Chapter 41- Healers diagnosis

Lucius returned at once to Number Seven Malloy Place with Healer/Potion master Damocles at his heels.

Damocles looked around, "Far superior to anything my brother has claim to."

Lucius knew Lord Belby, had gone to school with both brothers. he inclined his head gracefully, "Thank you. Come this way."

He proceeded to led his companion toward the specially warded room in his cellar.

Severus had studied every ward and spell for their mutual protection before casting them on this space.

Damocles cast a few charms to identify the wards, he seemed thoughtful, "Quite secure. You said Lord Prince had him removed here when the gas affected him?"

Lucius nodded, "It's what I was told. Severus was clearly worried for him." So was he but he wasn't quite ready to admit that to a virtual stranger.

Damocles made the wards part for them.

They entered to find Remus grumbling and Severus pacing.

Remus' eyes narrowed, "Aren't you one of the Belbys? A former Ravenclaw?"

Damocles winced, "I was once known by that name. However I was disowned for falling in love with and bonding to a werewolf who was younger then myself. I have had no contact with them other then howlers. I'm a healer; I work with the Department for the Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures, specifically in the Werewolf Support. I'm mated to Corey Martin, who is our liaison with a small pack. They trust me because I've done the unimaginable."

Remus blinked, "The unimaginable?"

Damocles smirked, "I bonded to a werewolf, I let him take his pleasure with me and I've born him two children."

"Are they subject to the moon?" Remus asked curiously.

"No. My daughter Carys shows no signs of lycanthropy, my son Theseus merely acts like he's been wounded and shows few signs."

"There are few female werewolves…" Remus said thoughtfully.

"In my experience the only way to pass on true lycanthropy to one's offspring is for two werewolves to mate. Few werewolves mate amoung themselves if they can help it, a mating is usually beyond their control. It is a choice that magic and fate make for them. Now let me see what the moonlight madness did to you." His lips pressed together in concentration and his eyes narrowed. "You show traces of nightshade. Inhaled, slight scarring on your nasal passages, your throat and lungs. It went to your brain. Mandrake leaf properties. Ergot? Where would a pair of teenage boys get rotten wheat? Traces of a herb that affects witches like a lust potion."

Severus snorted, "That would explain why two witches couples nearly had sex in the Great Hall or why over a dozen female Hufflepuffs nearly sexually assaulted the Hogwarts Champion."

"Hm…" was Damocles' response.

It was some minutes before he stopped his examination.

"It seems to be dissipating from your system. I doubt what little there is left would affect you at present. You were removed from the affected environment."

Lucius interrupted, "would there be an explanation to why certain persons wouldn't be affected?"

Damocles was thoughtful, "Humans would be more susceptible of course. I suppose that those with other Magical Creature blood might have more of a tolerance." His eyes narrowed, "A steroid…you said this 'Moonlight Madness' made some highly aggressive?"

Remus winced.

Severus nodded, "Remus was reacting as if he was about to tear Dumbledore limb from limb. Hufflepuff dissolved into fist fists of all things. Sophronia Prewett attacked another member of her House."

Damocles snorted, "Some have no reaction to steroids, while others exhibit mild aggression. A smaller percent show serious violence. Obviously these talented teens had no idea of the consequences their creation would have. This combination could have detrimental results especially in large groups. It takes only a small amount to affect one. Remus merely needed to breathe it in once for it to immediately begin affecting him."

"Am I free from its influence now?"

Damocles patted his shoulder, "Yes, I believe so. I can't say for certain whether it affected you because of your lycanthropy. Yet the werewolf's innate desire to settle serious conflicts with violence might have attributed your desire for vengeance especially when combined with nightshade that negated your control. A strong calming draught," handing one to Remus, "that doesn't make one sleepy yet is particularly suited to one with your condition. I brew this for use when I must deal with a new lycan. They have a tendency to be quicker to anger or melancholy so closely following their first moon change."

Severus glared at the healer, "I'll expect the research on that."

Damocles nodded, "As a fellow potioneer and mate to a werewolf I understand. I shall send you copies of my research. I've already filed to the Potioneers of Great Britain to have it credited to me like the potion I created for Corey." He frowned, "I don't approve of their calling it Wolfsbane. It's not harmful; it allows them to retain their human minds during the change. It was a courting gift for my mate. It took me a few years to get it right and longer to make it work for other lycanthropes. Now it's capable of use for as many as desire it."

"If you've learned all you can at the moment Damocles I suggest we return to Hogwarts."

Severus nodded, "The Staff and the prefects are going to be meeting soon."

The wards restraining Remus were lifted and they made their way to the nearest floo to return to Hogwarts.

XoooooX

Meanwhile…

Sirius I stormed through his house as Grimpound to find his eldest son emerging from his Great something niece's chamber. "Good." He said gruffly, "You still are here. How is she?"

"Her body is healing. The bones are mostly mended; I had some blood replenishing potions on me. I gave her one. I'd ask Merope to send some more."

Sirius I knew Merope Fairchild was another Chuvash one his son had met and bonded to years ago. He shook his head, "We're going to Hogwarts. You can get some from Lord Prince. He's the best Potions Master in Britain.

"What happened to her?" Eli asked.

Sirius I growled, "That arrogant bastard Dumbledore set a trap for her. He almost killed her. I'll settle him. I want his blood. If I thought I could slaughter the entire family without making an enemy of the British Ministry I would. Come the students at Hogwarts had the foolishness to start a Prank War. Some of our kin were affected by a prank and I want to be sure that they don't suffer harm for it."

Eli followed his father to the floo, "Tell me what it did. Were they adult Chuvash or no?"

Sirius scowled, "The adult one, Adrian is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin he seems to have suffered no ill affects. The younger ones, the untransformed were affected but differently I heard. Now you know our kind well and I trust you over any other healer."

Eli felt a rush of pleasure due to his father's confidence. "You want me to go to Hogwarts?"

Sirius I had never sent his children to his former school, he'd wanted to keep them out of Wizarding politics and away from that nonsense. Especially if they heard how he'd met his mate, their bearer. He didn't want them shamed knowing that their bearer had been thought a squib and sold as a sexual slave. Raising them in Chuvash society and rising to the upper most of its ranks gave them high standing then as the children Lord Black and his slave. They weren't born bastards according to the Chuvash but according to the Wizarding standards they were. He'd never gotten around to filing papers at any Ministry to make the mating between him and Elijah 'legal'. He sighed, "I had my reasons for not sending you there. Now my reasons are being torn to shreds."

Eli stared at him like he'd admitted something mad. "Torn to shreds?"

"It seems my abandoning my Wizarding relations has done them more harm then good. Half the family is insane. Two are in Azkaban, many sided with the last Dark Lord. One was falsely imprisoned. One has been abused viciously. It's dwindled from the large clan. My branch is larger then Phineas', it's pathetic." He tossed floo powder into the fireplace and shoved his eldest son in. "Hogwarts, Head of Slytherin's Apartments!" before diving in after him.

XoooooX

Lucius was shocked when he emerged into Severus' Hogwarts apartments to see his Queen. He fell to his knees, "My Queen? Why have you come?" to his knowledge the Queen of the Veelas had never left her compound, especially not the current Queen, Ruxandra Sorina Vulpes.

The tall statuesque woman was surrounded by no less then ten of her guards, "Rise my child. I received intelligence from one of my children that something had happened to two of my children."

Severus winced, Luna! She sent for the Queen? Was she insane? Was this her way of getting back at Lucius for trapping her in the Tower?

"Is it safe for you to leave the palace?" Lucius asked politely.

The queen stared at him, "I am well protected. I need to know if my children are in danger. Was this an attack?"

Severus was the future Deputy Headmaster Pro-Tem, he bowed, "My Lady may I speak?"

The Queen of the Veela regarded him and then nodded, "You may."

Severus bowed again, "It was no attack. Our students which included some of your children, young Lovegood, Malfoy and the Delacour girls decided to enact something called a Prank War."

The guardians of the Queen reacted as if they'd been slapped.

Severus held up his hands in a gesture that was hopefully submissive, "It's a game, one that went out of fashion decades ago. I'm not sure how the students discovered its existence. It's called a war because it's every House for itself and against the other three. They play tricks on one another. Some are as simple as putting something in their drinks at breakfast that puts them to sleep. However one prank had unforeseen reactions, it was created by two students, rather brilliant students who are descendants of King Sirius of the Chuvash's brother. They created something they called Moonlight Madness. It caused a variety of reactions, including a shocking one in my mate Remus. We had to summon a healer who was very familiar with werewolves. He has some suspicions as to why it caused the students to react to it the way they did. He has accompanied us in hopes of discussing this with other healers as well."

The Veela queen regarded the unfamiliar man behind Lucius and his mate, "You are?"

Damocles bowed, "Damocles, formerly of the House of Belby and now mated to a werewolf named Corey Martin. I'm a certified Potions' Master, first class and a healer. I created a potion erroneously called Wolfsbane that allows werewolves to be aware of what happened to them during a full moon and they had some control of their actions."

Lucius noticed that the queen was impressed.

"I see. So tell me why it would be called 'Wolfsbane'."

Damocles scowled, "Wolfsbane is a plant with magical properties that Muggles falsely claim to prevent and in some cases cure lycanthropy. Unfortunately., to a werewolf Wolfsbane is actually poisonous, something like intaking melted silver through food or into the blood, or having a silver implement stab them through the heart. My potion doesn't cure lycanthropy it merely lessens its control over a werewolf's mind. my study of Werewolves led me to believe that a person is governed by one of three controls; their emotions or lust, their rational minds or their more primitive natures. Primitive natures revolve mostly around fighting or running, so they can become uncontrollably aggressive. When one is controlled by their primitive natures that much then they can have no memory of their actions, it makes them almost animalistic. I managed with the right potions to give them at least their memory. My mate was kind enough help me with my research. It finally became very effective for him, having a better affect in the final result then I imagined. I proposed the research to the Potions Society of Britain and they granted me some money and their permission to test it on other werewolves. I was careful; I recorded Corey under its influence during a full moon as well my own memories. A sparse handful agreed to let me use them as test subjects; I managed to perfect a version that was more effective with a larger population sample. Finally I had created a potion that has helped many werewolves feel like they had more control over their condition."

"Very interesting. So you have a theory based on your examination of the one werewolf known to have been exposed to it?"

Damocles nodded, "As a Healer, a Potions Master, the mate of a werewolf and a member of British Ministry's Department of Werewolf support I have more then usual knowledge of most concerning that condition. I was able to determine some of the more volatile ingredients, they have a tendency to affect persons in a variety of ways."

"Such as?"

The queen indicated the person who had emerged from behind her, a person wearing a blue tunic, "Court Healer Apollo Grannis."

Damocles smirked, "It would be unprofessional of me to venture an opinion before you examine your own patients. I am not familiar with Veela prior or after coming into their inheritance. My hypothesis maybe wrong, I would hate to taint the objectiveness of your exam by giving an opinion too soon."

The floo crackled behind them.

The King of the Chuvash, Sirius I emerged accompanied by someone who wore the forest green robes of Healers from the Paris Hospital. A rather young looking man…

"King." The Veela Queen inclined her head in greeting.

"Queen." Sirius I bowed. "My son, Elias Black, he is a Healer of the St. Healer Academy in Paris."

Damocles bowed, "Damocles Martin, I'm a healer who specializes in treatment of werewolves. I work for the Ministry."

"A colleague? I'm grateful for any insight you might have on this 'Moonlight Madness' father mentioned." The young man they assumed was a Chuvash and therefore his years weren't obvious in his face.

"We have a Veela healer, a Chuvash healer and a werewolf healer, perhaps now we can understand what went so wrong in this 'Prank War'." Lucius said pleasantly.

"I hope so." The Veela Queen said sharply, "I do hope my children weren't unduly influenced into this 'game'."

Severus sighed, "Knowing my son, I'm sure it was very much Draco's idea. Though his cousin might have discovered the existence of the Prank War being Sorted into Ravenclaw as she was."

"If your sure."

Severus snorted, "I'm sure. I know Draco sometimes better then he does. He's very much like Lucius in looks and personality."

She nodded, "For now I'll believe you."

"We should examine the students." Eli said quietly.

"Yes," Apollo said nodding.

XoooooX

Guessing that it was nearly time, Luna left her House in the 'capable' hands of Prefect Eastchurch and Davies. Davies kept smirking at Chang while Cho glared at him.

Luna carefully made her way to the teachers' 'common room'.

Inside were the Chuvash; Adrian, Neville, Harry and Blaise.

Fred was pacing and looking extremely disconcerted and he seemed to be muttering under his breath.

XoooooX

Severus led their guests into the staff room.

Ruxandra, the Veela Queen saw only her seer and young Malfoy, "Where are the Delacour girls? I thought they would be here as well."

Severus bowed stammering, "My apologies if appears that I misled you. Their Head Mistress removed her charges to their Carriage."

"A castle this size and they were refused shelter?" the Veela Queen was incensed.

Filius bowed and coughed, "Not refused to my knowledge my Lady. If it were agreeable I would gladly offer whatever accommodations were required. As you keenly observed there are many available apartments and empty classrooms."

The Hogwarts staff looked abashed, it had failed to register that their guests not staying in Hogwarts might be rude. Why were their guests not staying in the castle itself? There were plenty of rooms the Durmstrangers and Beauxbatons students could use.

Lucius bowed, "I am ashamed, as a member of the Hogwarts Board of Governors we should have with the Headmaster have opened our doors for our guests. The ship has many rooms and was clearly built to accommodate sleeping berths and classrooms. I suspect they even have a galley of some sort. As for they Beauxbatons' carriage I wonder if it's interior isn't wizard space like a tent so it's inside is far larger then it appears from the outside. Classrooms and living quarters should have been arranged. I will stipulate that when we discuss how we can improve the Triwizard Tournament that the host school will be accommodate their guests."

Filius nodded, bowing, "When I am officially named Headmaster Pro-tem I will be apologizing on behalf of the Hogwarts staff. We will graciously open our doors. We have plenty of empty bonded student apartments and staff ones as well. I will have them clean and readied. I will have to bring some gift to Karkaroff."

The staff and the students coloured in shame.

The healers had ignored them while they examined the assembled students.

Eli was examining the young Chuvash while Apollo was seeing to Luna and Draco.

Damocles was muttering to himself while scribbling on a bit of parchment.

Severus hid his hands in his robes but Lucius could tell his mate and long-time lover was wringing his hands. He took a step closer and silently rested a gentle but comforting hand on his mate's back.

"Your majesty," Apollo said bowing, "I've finished examining the two Veela here. Might your grace send for the Delacour sisters?"

Ruxandra waved a hand at one of her guard, "Anton dear, go fetch your cousins."

Lucius' eyes widened, cousin? The Delacours had a relation who served the Queen? That was a bit of Court news he didn't know. The Veela were cliquier then the Chuvash, it really mattered who you knew. Malfoys while prominent in the Wizarding world had never really been blessed to ascend the upper echelons of the Veela Court until Luna of course. Though he doubted her abilities as a Seer came from her Malfoy ancestors, it had to be from her Ancestress Rowena…

During his musing the Veela guard slipped out.

Having four Chuvash to examine and being a perfectionist, Eli took longer to examine his patients. He gestured for Severus, "Who created this?"

Severus said in a tight voice, "Fred! Get over here."

The depressed Gryffindor Beater glumly made his way over, "Yes Professor?"

"I believe this healer would like to ask you a few questions."

Damocles spoke up but not breaking his focusing on his notes, "As would I my Lord."

Fred looked at the two healers, "What do you want to know? I didn't have much input in Moonlight Madness' creation. It was my idea sure. I'm the idea man but it's George who makes it work." Running a hand nervously through his hair.

Severus smirked, "He probably tweaks your idea and then tells you it was all your idea to do it that way."

Eli tilted his head, "George is?"

Fred smirked, "My twin, my brilliant studious genius twin."

"He's part Chuvash so he's one of mine. A submissive though, odd since they are supposed to be rare."

Eli snorted, "Pah! Father, a male capable of carrying children naturally who has a Chuvash inheritance will be submissive. If this George and these three younglings are submissives it's because they were born capable of having children."

Sirius I shrugged, "If you say so, you're the healer."

Eli grumbled, "I know so." before ignoring his father.

"You say you self-test?"

Fred sighed collapsing into a chair his magic conjured, "Yes, we ALWAYS self-test our product ideas. Which can result in a mess but we work around that. We never sell anything we're not sure of."

Angelina coughed, "What about your product testing on the younger years Granger was complaining about?"

Fred glanced up at her, "My idea and I take full responsibility for it. No one was hurt though. It's common to test products on a larger test pool to be sure of their safety. It only lasts a bit and we did pay them."

Angelina rolled her eyes, choosing to be silent on it after saying her piece.

"This was the first test on a larger group for your 'Moonlight Madness'?"

Fred nodded, "Like I said before, if I had any idea that it would affect people like that I would never have put it in the bag I let Viktor buy from me. He's my soon to be brother I wouldn't want him in trouble for something we created. It was my idea but George made it work."

Damocles reeled off a list of suspected ingredients.

Fred blinked, "I think those were part of his receipt. Granted brewing isn't my strongest talent." He chewed his lip, "I wonder if our mistake was transforming it into a gas."

The healers stared at him.

Damocles was horrified; "You brewed that as a potion and then transformed it into a gas? Are you mad?"

Fred shook his head, "George swore it wouldn't change the properties. I trusted him. The spell I used was like boiling…"

Severus paled, "You inadvertently strengthened the mixture then. You fool of a Gryffindor!"

Fred glared, "I trust my brother's brewing. He's a veritable genius not that you would know looking down your nose at anyone who wears red and gold."

Remus snapped, "Fred! That's enough. I can certainly understand taking the word of someone whose talent exceeds yours. If Severus told me something similar I would believe him. However, Sev is a certified Potions Master, First Class. George is not. From the reaction I've heard from two celebrated potioneers I would say that George made a mistake."

Damocles growled, "his first mistake was not properly researching the affect of certain ingredients on certain groups. Nightshade affects persons differently, particularly if burned or boiled. It can cause some persons to become violate, sex-crazed, childish or a host of other reactions. It reacts to magical creatures differently, as Remus discovered himself, regrettably."

Sirius I's sharp eyes caught the slight shimmer of a skin-anchored glamour, his eyes darted from Fred to Severus. He narrowed his eyes, curious. What did the older Weasley-Prewett twin have to hide?

Eli knew his father had realized something but focused on the task at hand, "What was your reaction to the Moonlight Madness?"

Fred shifted nervously, "Now or before?"

"Both."

Fred sighed, "Not much. George went a bit wild with his cauldron throwing random ingredients into it…"

Eli nodded, "So our reaction to it would depend on us as individuals? Adrian wasn't affected though there were traces of it in his system. His body metabolised it before it could affect him. How did the young ones react again?"

Adrian spoke up, "Neville tried to decorate the Slytherin table with plants. He's a veritable genius at Herbology."

Neville flushed.

"Harry seemed to find it impossible to keep still. I don't know what he might have done had I not ordered him to behave. I was concerned because it seemed like Zabini was getting ready to leave and he…" Adrian grimaced, "…was highly aroused."

Blaise blushed but due to the darkness of his skin it wasn't noticeable.

The Veela Queen spoke, "Will young Malfoy or Lovegood suffer any ill affects from this prank?"

Apollo shook his head, "not that I can tell. The gas they breathed is dissipating. It seems that Mademoiselle Lovegood's body burned off the gas before it could reach either her brain or her heart. Young monsieur Malfoy went straight to his head…"

The prefects of some of the Houses were present; Angelina and Granger for Gryffindor, Pucey and Giselle for Slytherin, Cedric and Deborah for Hufflepuff while two lesser-known Ravenclaw Prefects were standing in for Davies and Eastchurch.

The French Veela guard returned with his cousins the Delacours.

Apollo broke off to examine them before returning to converse with the other two healers.

The three healers conversed and then stilled.

Eli broke the silence, "We've decided that the 'Moonlight Madness' is no longer capable of affecting them. We would recommend that it is never used again and if they wish to use this that they return to the potions lab. They should consult a certified potions master before they turn it into a gas. It can't permanently harm them but it is very unsafe at present for werewolves."

Remus shifted uncomfortably.

Fed let out a sigh of relief, "They are all going to be alright? Thank Merlin."

"The Prank War can continue?"

Severus sighed, "According to the rules it has to play out for a proscribed length of time. However Moonlight Madness can't be used ever again. It's a banned product Weasley. I mean it."

Fred swallowed, "I'll be disposing of the rest of them."

"You will be submitting a list of all products in the possession of your fellow students which will include the proscribed affects. I would rather not ban all of your inventions."

The pro-tem headmaster and the current Heads of House broke off to discuss the first round.

Filius announced their determination, "Round One goes to Durmstrang, for which they will receive one hundred points. Minerva if you would be so good."

McGonagall created six hourglasses to keep track of Prank War 'points; four in the appropriate House Colours while Durmstrang's was black and red. Beauxbatons was blue and gold.

Instead of the rubies in the House Points hourglasses these were pearl-like.

Filius continued, "Thank you Minerva. Fifty points to Gryffindor for Outstanding magic in a variety of magical fields. Seventy five to Slytherin for their creative use of potions."

"Thought they lose fifty House Points for pilfering an experimental potion that wasn't quite ready yet." Severus said glaring at Draco.

"Fifty Points to Beauxbatons for brilliant Charms work in their statue and consciousness transferring spells. Twenty-five points to Hufflepuff for their valerian root."

Cedric and Deborah sighed.

The parties concerned were excited.

Fred was pouting now because George had helped Durmstrang steal the first round.

"First classes today are cancelled but the rest of today's lessons will be observed." Filius said sternly. "Any homework that was due first lesson students have until dinner to be sure that it is turned in. Enjoy the Prank War. Dismissed."

The students left jabbering away with excitement.

The Veela Queen was a bit more animated now that they had an authority figure only audience. "How can you guarantee my people's safety?"

Filius swallowed, "The rules forbid any lasting harm to students or the castle. Because 'Moonlight Madness' was more dangerous then expected it is banned. Even if they create a safer receipt it is still too dangerous to be used. You are welcome to check in on the Prank war as often as you wish. Preferably after Dumbledore has been escorted off the premises."

"Dumbledore is Headmaster yes?"

Severus scowled, "He murdered a child of a Chuvash and cursed as you know the mate of Lucius. I believe Veela Mates fall under the protection of your court regardless of race. Dumbledore is accused of multiple crimes some of which are still in the process of investigation."

"Why is he not gone yet?"

Lucius bowed, "My Queen, may I speak?"

"Of course my child."

Lucius bowed again, "his crimes are just coming to light. We have been organizing a group of persons who know of his misdeeds and are ready and willing to vote him out. His behaviour has gotten more out of hand and he has even gone so far as to attack an Auror who shares blood with the King of the Chuvash after he was repeatedly warned to leave them alone."

"I do hope someone rips the man's head of his shoulders."

In popped Peeves singing at the top of his lungs.

"Oh Dumbles you Bumbles! You think you're so grand!

Have you forgotten you're not quite a man?

Your glamour slipped once! Peeves saw it all!

Peeves sees all! Peeves sees all!

You're not a leader you're less then a door!

One can see through you rotten old coot!

How do you feel now that we're givin' you the boot!

Peeves sees all! Peeves sees all!

Oh Peevesy weevesy is lord of all he sees!

Dumble the Bumble is King of the mud

His court be the oaf and fool!

Praise the great and might Peeves!

Who dances with elves

Plots with leprechauns

Speaks with dragons

Pulls feathers from Hippogriffs

And rides Abraxans!

Dumble the Bumble King of mud

Brother to the goat lover

And the mad mad Ariana.

Don't forget the spider hating RON!

Oh Peevesy weevesy is lord of all he sees!

Dumble the Bumble is King of the mud

Praise the great and might Peeves!"

Severus sighed, "Peeves are you still singing that ridiculous song?"

Peeves blew a raspberry, "Snaky Snape what doing? This be Peeves new favourite song. Ho-ho-ho his butt-headship be bright red and cursing! His face be red and his eyes aflame. Peeves be wanting to make him mind. This be Peeves' castle. I rule here. I be here before any of you be born. "

"What is this?" The Veela Queen sniffed.

Severus bowed, "My lady, this is Peeves. Our resident Poltergeist and a unfortunate gift that came with the castle. The current theory is that he is a manifestation of the area's wild magic when mixed with the blood of the founders. He is amoral; he is not a ghost or a true spirit and is not exactly alive either. Generations of professors have tried to ascertain who or what he really is. Unfortunately, he lives to create trouble and it seems that during Prank War he lives to reign supreme."

Peeves blew another raspberry and floated through the wall opposite the one he arrived through.

"I see. I will be returning to my Castle but I will be stopping by to be certain my children are safe during this 'prank war' of yours."

"Of course my lady."

The Veela Queen and her attendants left.

Severus sagged; he was extremely uncomfortable around her. "She'll be coming here? Often? Salazar's Cauldron…" no offence to Sirius I, King of the Chuvash but one Leader of a Magical Race was difficult enough.

"She can be rather intense can't she?" Sirius I chuckled, "She is rather young, she's only in her early twenties. She was appointed at the age of fourteen. Chuvash have to fight for the position. The retiring King announces he is resigning and there is a tournament of sorts. They are tested in a variety of ways, the tests are chosen by the current king to choose his successor. In some cases it is a relation, but often it is not. The Veela Queens have been prophesied, each one is marked in a way that corresponded to the prophecy. Every queen is expected to visit a female Veela within a week of her birth. When the successor is found they are raised in the court. Taught magic by the Queen and a careful selection of tutors. This queen is known as the vixen, her surname is Vulpes, which is Latin for fox. Though the Court speaks Runic, the prophecies were given in Latin, according to the Veela Court historian Rowena ruled them in her youth. Some reigns are longer then others. They normally assume the crown at age sixteen or seventeen unless the Queen passes before then. The crown will not pass to a Veela whose hands are stained with blood."

Lucius was intrigued, "what else do the prophecies say?"

"Rowena was a Seer who would be queen, or more accurately as corvus videns. It would explain her ties to more ancient magic for the Veela court is known for its preservation of it. She had experience in leadership and would have met the other founders through her interactions with other magical races. Godric Gryffindor though not a Chuvash King was very powerful in court. Chuvash and Veela have been friends time out of mind."

"Who is the next Queen?"

Sirius laughed, "You don't expect me to release that secret do you? The prophecy to the next queen is entrusted to the newly crowned Queen. It is her duty not only to guide her people but also to search for her successor. A Veela Queen rules for between twenty and twenty-five years approximately. The next Queen is due to be born soon."

"She hasn't been found yet?" Lucius was surprised.

Sirius I smirked, "There is always a celebration when the princess is announced, I have yet to receive the invitation from Queen Ruxandra."

"So the Queens do not attend schools ever?" Filius was curious.

"No, but some take what they learn from their own instructors and like Rowena become highly thought of professors." Sirius shrugged.

"I'm going to return to the Manor to check on young Dora father and then I have been asked to look in on a client." Eli said politely.

Sirius waved a have dismissively "Of course. Run along now. Thank you Eli."

"Goodbye father." The slightly younger Chuvash said before leaving.

Damocles handed a copy of his own take on the 'Moonlight Madness' and its affects on Remus to the younger Potions Master, "Here. This should prove interesting to you. I'll be returning to the Ministry now."

Lucius held out a hand, "Thank you Healer Martin."

Damocles shook his head, "Please call me Damocles."

Remus shook his hand as well, "Thank you."

Filius straightened, "Interesting day. If this is what every day of my tenure as Headmaster is like I shan't be bored."

"With a Prank War going on Filius as well as a Chuvash King and Veela Queen stopping by unannounced I don't think boredom would ever be a problem." Severus said as Damocles left.

"I'll go arrange with the House elves to have those rooms and classrooms prepared. When I think how unwelcoming Albus has made us appear I can't stand it. I'll have to come up with something to gift Karkaroff with to make up for his horrendous treatment by my predecessor."

The professors broke to ready themselves for classes. .

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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