Descendant of Merlin (Severus...

By bealadantra95

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(Post-marauders, Pre-Harry) The year is 1985. After Voldemort's apparent demise at the end of a devastating... More

Odd Encounter
Lunch with Ravenclaws
Never Spy On A Man Who Only Wears Black
Meeting By the Owlery
A Christmas Potion
Friends Return a Little...Closer Than Before
Courtyard Duelling
Detention
Late Nights
Chats with Dumbledore
Free-Falling
Detention...Again..
Lone Wolf
Warm breaths and Frigid Air
Really Good Friends
A Note From Severus
The Meeting
Pillow Fight
Letters From Home
Night of the Wolf
Unrequited Love
Background Check
A Bad Situation
Exams Begin
The Last Day of Term
The Home of the Potions Master

The Merfolk

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By bealadantra95

I jumped back with a gasp as if his hand had burned me. He spun to face me with wide eyes.

"What just happened?" he asked slowly. He was giving me a very strange look. It was like he was afraid to hear my answer. I was trembling as I took a single step closer to him again.

"Hold up your hand," I prompted with a suddenly dry mouth. His look turned questioning but he did as I asked. I lifted my hand and brought it to his gently. My cloak, which had drained back to its normal color as soon as our contact had been broken, flushed crimson again.

"What sort of cloak is that?" Severus asked without drawing his hand away. It was cold. I looked down at his feet and bit my lip nervously. Severus's eyes never left me.

"The letter I got with the cloak said that when I touch someone I love who loves me in return that the cloak would turn red," I was glad I didn't stammer. Severus was silent for a painfully long time. So long that I started to fidget, but I never pulled my hand away from his.

"It also said that the type of love had to be determined by me," I explained further when I could no longer stand his silence. I couldn't even tell if he was breathing or not, but I wanted desperately to know what he was thinking. What feelings were hidden behind those charcoal eyes?

With deliberate slowness he took the hand that was still in contact with mine and twisted it so that my hand was cupped inside his. Then he lifted it, with such an agonizing slowness I thought I might faint, to his lips and pressed a soft, tender kiss to the back of my hand. Our eyes held each other the entire time.

My heart was pounding as I held my breath. I savored every moment that his lips brushed my skin; the warmth of his breath burning into my very soul and contrasting sharply with the cool smoothness of his skin. He brought my hand away without letting it go.

"In that case we must avoid each other whenever possible," he said in a coarse whisper. I felt the full weight of disappointment and longing crash down on top of me like a mountain of despair. I thought I was so close to winning him over, but at his words I felt I had never been farther.

My heart was breaking, but I refused to cry in front of him again so I pulled my hand free of his and ran from his chambers without a backwards glance. I heard him call my name a couple of times before I was free from his room, but I didn't stop.

I ran all the way to my dorm and threw myself on my bed. Lynx glanced up in surprise when I came in and was instantly at my side trying to sooth me. She pulled me so that my head rested in her lap as I sobbed. She brushed my hair back softly and rubbed my back. It was so nice to have her to comfort me.
      
       She brushed my tears away and my cloak flushed red once again. My eyes widened for a moment and so did Lynx's, then I laughed. I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe, and only part of it was from bitterness. Lynx asked what was with my cloak and I hugged her tightly.

       "I love you, Lynx. You're the best friend I could ever have asked for," I told her without explaining further. She patted me on the back softly with a quizzical look on her face and told me she loved me too. I knew for a fact she was telling the truth.

       Then the night's memories came down on me once again like a crashing wave. I clung to my friend, not entirely understanding where all the pain was coming from but feeling as though I was drowning in it. Lynx was the only one who wanted me...Thank Merlin I had her at least.

Once I had calmed down a bit, which took a good half an hour in which the very walls of the room groaned under the pressure my emotional distress placed on them, she asked me softly what had happened.

I told her all about it and how the cloak turned red. I told her everything right down to Severus's words and how they had made me feel. Her eyes were glassy with tears by the end, and she hugged me tightly.

"I'm so sorry honey," she said sincerely and wiped her own eyes. I did the same to myself.

"I love him, Lynx. I can't say it to him in so many words, but I really do love him," I confided for the first time as fresh tears leaked out. I wished it was a lie, but I knew better.

"I know Izzy, I can tell. As strange as it is, I'm starting to understand what you see in him. He seems very passionate and intense; he just hides it really well," she commented. I nodded with a small laugh. She only saw a tiny bit of what I did, but at least she thought she understood.

"He's also the most bipolar man I have ever met. I can't get over him though. I can't give up yet," I told her with a weak smile.

       "Just tell me what I can do Izzy. I'm your best friend. I'll always be here for you."





Weeks passed, and Severus made good on his word. He gave his very best effort to ignore me to the point that even if I spoke out of turn he would make no comment. This outraged the other students, but Severus would just give them detention and be done with it. I wished for detention. At least that was better than him pretending I wasn't there.

I sank into a deep depression with him ignoring me so fervently. Lynx was becoming distraught with worry. She caught me as I was slipping out of the castle to go see Mendriataura again one day. It was the first clear day in a week.

"Where are you going?" she asked jogging to my side. I panicked briefly. I had given my word I wouldn't tell a soul about the mermaids. I had kept my word and not even told Lynx though it killed me.

"Lynx," I said pained. "I wish I could tell you, but I gave me word I wouldn't say anything to anyone."

"So now you're keeping secrets from me?" she accused incredulously. "We used to be the best of friends, Isabella! We told each other everything, but you've changed. You've become cold and distant these last few weeks, and I'm wondering if you even value this friendship anymore," She turned to storm away, but I called her back.

"Wait here for just one moment, please!" I begged. She sighed angrily with her arms crossed over her chest. She didn't look at me, but I knew she would wait— for a few minutes at least.

I ran as fast as I could to the Black Lake and threw myself onto the bank. I let my fingers glide across the top of the water and waited impatiently for Mendriataura to appear. Her head broke through the water with a curious expression.

"I sense your distress Isabella Marie Fellstone. What troubles you?" she asked in her odd lilting voice. I pleaded with my eyes.

"I have kept my word not to say anything about your existence," I started quickly. "It is threatening to destroy my relationship with my best friend. I have almost never kept a secret from her, and she is dreadfully upset with me right now. She wouldn't tell anyone about you, I swear. Just please let me tell her," I begged earnestly.

Mendriataura glowered at me darkly.

"I thought you were a different human from the rest, Isabella Marie Fellstone. Perhaps I was mistaken," she said darkly. I shook my head furiously.

"No, you aren't mistaken, Mendriataura! Please, I beg of you," my voice sounded defeated. I knew Lynx would eventually forgive me either way, but I couldn't bare the thought of her being angry with me. Not now. She was all I had.

"I must consult my sisters, but I am certain they will not agree," she said and flashed down into the water like a torpedo. I waited with my nerves very on edge for a couple of minutes before Mendriataura along with two other mermaids appeared.

"Isabella Marie Fellstone, these are my sisters Lilliamorta and Persephony," she gestured to the other mermaids in turn. The mermaid with dark hair and a dark tail came closer. This one was Lilliamorta.

"Mendriataura has convinced us to hear your plea at great risk to herself," she said in the raspy dreadful voice mermaids had above the water. She didn't hold water in the back of her throat like Mendriataura. I almost said told them thank you, but I knew better. To thank a mermaid was to put yourself in her debt.

"To humans the most important thing is love," I started. I knew enough about their culture to know they wouldn't properly understand this, but it was my best shot. "I have a great friend, closer to me than a sister, and I love her dearly.

"My keeping your existence secret from her is threatening to sever that love. This would destroy me. I know you care very little for humans, but maybe you could consider it teaching us how to be better. We need all the help we can get to be strong like the Merfolk. Both of us could learn so much from you. My dear friend will keep your secret. I pledge it on my life."

My pledge caused all three mermaids to recoil in shock. I had just said that they could kill me if Lynx betrayed their secret. To the Merfolk, having that much faith in another was unheard of.

"Your pledge is final," Persephony said mildly triumphant, pulling her long muscular tail to the surface of the water in front of her. It was as white as chalk and glimmered like cut granite. It was beautiful. "As queen of the Merfolk, I decree you may tell your sister. Should she spread the knowledge of our existence we shall claim your life as you have pledged. You cannot run for ancient magic is now at play." A thin smile lifted her lips. It almost seemed cruel.

The fin of her tail lifted towards me, and I placed my hand on it to seal the agreement. I knew Lynx would keep this secret 'til the day she died.

Soft light erupted from where her tail and my hand touched, and a small stream of water swirled around both of us. I felt warm and cool simultaneously as the light bathed my skin. It was very pleasant.

"By this decree you are made Honorary Mermaid, Descendant of Merlin," I gasped at the Merqueen's words. "Yes, I know your lineage. I always have. Now go and fetch your sister. Farewell." With that she and Lilliamorta flipped backwards into the lake and disappeared into the depths.

The light was gone now, but my palm tingled. I looked down at it to find a single pearly scale the size of my littlest fingernail. I wanted to stare, but I had to get back to Lynx before she left.

I raced with newfound spead back to the caste just as Lynx was walking inside. I ran up and grabbed her by the arm. She spun and glared at me.

"I can tell you!" I panted happily. "You have to come with me, it's the most amazing thing ever!" She studied me hard as if she was considering refusing.

"Alright, but what is it?" she conceded at last. I explained everything to her as we walked swiftly to the Black Lake. Her eyes were as big around as a doe's when I told her I had put my life on the line to be able to tell her. She hugged me tightly.

"I am so sorry I ever doubted your quality of friendship," she apologized. I had showed her my hand, and she told me I should consult Dumbledore about it. She felt certain having a mermaid scale must come with some sort of magic.

As soon as we reached the Black Lake, Mendriataura came out of the water to her waist. Normally she just brought her head up. Lynx gasped quietly.

"The Queen has been generous, and your sister has risked a great deal for you to learn of us. Do not throw away such generosity," Mendriataura told Lynx coolly. Lynx nodded speechless.

Lynx didn't speak much to Mendriataura as she was still in shock, but I knew she would get over it and be itching to come back. I'd have to explain that about once a month is the most we should visit. Mendriataura was just telling us about how the Giant Squid had been acting strangely and wasn't eating when I heard a voice behind us that chilled me to my very bones.

"You are a stupid girl."

I spun around to see Severus a few meters away. His expression was sad and bitter, with just a hint of guilt. It was a look I had never seen on him before.

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