A HPHM Story: He's Back
:*Spoilers*:
1989
Chapter One
Alan stood staring into the eyes of a vibrant personality within a portrait: his brother. " Alan can you let me out, please" Alan let him out, the young man jumped from the paiting and dusted himself off, he hugged Alan, " I've missed you so much, what have you been up to these past years?" Jacob asked excitedly, "looking for you" his younger sibling answered flatly. Jacob frowned and looked his younger brother in the eyes, " what's wrong?" He asked, " your skin, it's so pale, what happened to you?" Alan asked, Jacob shrugged the question off, " time doesn't pass in that portrait, so I drank a bad potion before coming into the vault with Rakepick... Rakepick! Alan, she is evil don't let her get to you-" Alan cut him off " I knew that already, she attacked us on the way here" Jacob looked shocked, "that bitch!" He started to walk off towards the entrance of the room. "Where are you going?" Alan asked, "I'm going off to kill that bitch," just then Alan's friends walked into the room, " what the fuck?" Merula said shocked to see Jacob just standing there, the rest of the group was in similar shock and awe. " I'll be back soon, and properly introduce myself, but for now I have to go" Jacob said, then he apparated away. No one seemed to notice but in his place there was an envelope, which Alan quickly picked up and hid...
Back at Hogwarts Alan sat in Ravenclaw common room with Tulip, " alright, if this is something dangerous, and I die, I need you to take care of what we're dealing with, okay?" "Alright" Tulip said nonchalantly, Alan opened the envelope, inside was a wand, he pulled it out, "what? Whose wand is this" inside the envelope was a note, Alan read it aloud,
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Ashe
I am sorry for the unfortunate accident leading to your son's death, but in an effort to perserve his memory, I am mailing you his wand, once again, my condolences.
Sincerely,
Jacob Morrissey
"He was probably going to mail it after he investigated the vault, but didn't get chance to" Tulip inquired, Alan analyzed the wand, " so this is Duncan's wand" Alan felt an uneasy feeling, just before he passed out, Tulip ran over to Alan, "Alan! Oh shit.
Alan's mind was transported to the Hogwarts grounds, it was a cloudy day, and there in front of him was Jacob standing around, "Jacob! What's going on here" Jacob looked as if he heard nothing, " don't ignore me Jacob" still no answer, " can you not hear me" all of a sudden Jacob spoke up. "Oliver how are you?" Alan turned to see another Hogwarts student: a Hufflepuff walk towards Jacob and him. " I'm fine, thanks, let's walk a bit," the two walked with Alan close behind, they didn't talk about anything important, mostly how last night's quidditch match was a close one. They made it to a secluded area just outside the Forbidden Forest, Jacob faces away from Oliver, " things are getting pretty hectic, people are saying you ran off to join some dark organization, yet you been you've been here the entire time living at the Three Broomsticks, it's quite funny actually" Oliver chuckled. " I need you to stir those rumors, no one must know I was ever here" Jacob declared, "I couldn't agree more" the Hufflepuff said as he grabbed Jacob's shoulder and slit his throat from behind. Alan was shocked, he couldn't move, one lad crashed to the ground his body lifeless, as the other flicked some blood spots off his knife and slid it back into his robes pocket, then he was gone. Blood was coating the grassy landscape like a hose that had been left on in a garden, Jacob Morrissey was dead. Alan walked towards the corpse, "he never saw it coming" he said dryly, then Alan saw something peculiar, the shadows of the trees were moving like the day was progressing, till they stopped, it was evening. Alan was confused by the sudden speed up in time, but couldn't analyze it due to a tall red headed woman coming his way, it was Rakepick, but she was younger, she nudged Jacob's corpse a few times, the corpse started to move, then Jacob rolled over and sat up straight, with no wounds whatsoever, " hey" he said, " what are you doing out here" Rakepick said sternly, " taking a nap" Jacob said with a smile as he wiped his eyes. "Certainly an odd place to be taking a nap, don't you think?" she remarked Jacob didn't answer, she continued, " you weren't at the Three Broomsticks, so I asked Roesmerta where you wandered off to, and she said you were headed to the Hogwarts grounds. So get up let's go" Jacob stood up "yeah, let's get to that vault" he replied.
Alan awoke to find himself in the Ravenclaw common room with Tulip leaning over him, she backed off, " were you giving me CPR" Alan asked, "no!...yes, you weren't breathing" Tulip muttered, " well it's good to know I have a friend who cares" Alan said cheerfully dramatic, " whatever" Tulip said, "so what happened?" She asked. "Alan sat in a chair, and Tulip on a footstool, " to keep things short, I saw Jacob, right before he went with Rakepick to the vault, he was talking whith a Hufflepuff who then killed him. This is strange though, he didn't die, but I saw him bleed everywhere and he was dead, but somehow he lived." Tulip looked perplexed, "that's weird, I bet we could research something like that in the library," she said. They both stood up and headed for the library.
Paris, France
A man and his wife are at a small table talking. "Veux tu sortir ce soir?" (Do you want to go out tonight) the woman asked, " oui, laisse moi prendre mon manteau" (yes, let me grab my coat), " d'accord Olivier" (ok Oliver." Oliver had blonde hair a medium build and a charming smile, he walked up the stairs towards the master bedroom, where he stepped up to the armoire, he opened it. Standing inside was Jacob, his wand drawn, Oliver looked like he had seen a ghost, he took a frightened step back. "Suprise... avada kedavra" a shot of green light hit Oliver, then he crumpled in a heap. " Olivier" a woman's voice called from downstairs, then the steps started to creak, "oh shit" Jacob whispered. He grabbed the body and disaparrated. Tulip and Alan are surrounded by a large mass of books, " I'm finding absolutely nothing, are you having any luck?" Alan asked shutting a book, " no... wait, holy shit, I found something! Listen to this, I think you brother might have a horcrux... a horcrux is a dark objects that are created to achieve immortality by splitting a wizard's soul into separate pieces. That's why he didn't die when that student slit his throat." Alan was not shocked he just turned his head and thought. The day was coming to an end, the sun was setting on the fields that would hold lavender, not for a few more months though. Jacob clutched a lifeless body as he walked in the countryside, no one was around. He finally reached a big stone bridge, he looked around to see if anyone was watching, dumped the body, then disaparrated into the night.