When the Impossible Becomes Possible By VisciousRos

Chapter 9 : Some Truths are Given

As the time and classes flew by, I grew closer to Neville and Blaise both and knew without a doubt I could trust them with some of my secrets knowing they would protect them with their lives. They now opened up to me and didn't hesitate to tell me if something was bothering them and in return, I did the same. Quidditch started to take up a lot of our time to the point we started to move our study group time to on the days when we didn't have practice, Blaise and I were usually beyond exhausted and sore after each practice as we learned to work the other chaser. I learned that while Neville was shy and sometimes unsure in himself, he was furiously protective of those few he counted as friends and that he had started his own personal garden along with wishing to become a Healer once he graduated from Hogwarts thanks to all the time we had been spending together. Blaise I learned that while he was great at hiding in the shadows and gathering information was scared of being considered useless and just wanted to find people that will care for him and not for who he could be, he also wanted to travel and learn everything the world had to offer him. In return for this trust they gave me I kept word and returned it with trust of my own. I opened about my life with the Dursley's and how I felt about magic in all of Her glory. I slowly started to let them know that I was a Dark Grey Wizard and how I thought magic wasn't either good or evil but magic in its entirety. This caused a bond of brotherhood to form between us as my magic continued to wrap around them claiming them as mine so fully that they would never be able to leave my side nor betray me. I was lucky that most Pure-bloods made their Heirs learn to protect their minds along with giving them their Heir rings at seven to also help protect not only their minds but body from poisonous potions and or hurtful spells. I will never understand why Harry originally only befriended Hermione and Ron. Hermione was a know it all who would tattle the first chance she gets if it went against her beliefs or went against whatever the teacher or adult said and Ron was a boy to stuck in his jealousy and inferiority complex to truly be any type of friend without betraying and leaving them behind every time they showed how much money or fame they had. Nor could I get why he married Ginny I mean come on! She was the biggest Harry Potter fan girl that dated any boy willing to give her the time of day and who knows what else she did with those boys she dated to try to make Harry jealous! She could never be what he needed seeing as she could never truly understand what he went through. Plus, I always felt like he needed someone to lean on and allow to take control allowing him to relax and to be himself and the only type that could be that for him would be another male, a very dominant one at that. Shaking my head to get rid of the thoughts surrounding my mind I focused on the fireplace in front of me as I put away the last of the homework I recently finished.

"You always seemed to be trapped inside your mind lately. Want to share some of those thoughts oh devious Leader of ours?" Blaise's voice captured my attention as he made his way over to me with Neville not too far behind.

"Just thinking about how people seem to always have expectations for those they don't truly know anything about." I answer with a smile tugging up my lips at their concern for me.

"Well that's why you work to either prove them wrong or go along with their thoughts of you while being yourself with those who really know you." Neville gives his own insight as he plopped onto the couch in front of me. Shaking my head, I gave Neville props for thinking along the same lines as myself. Truly how people could think of Neville as a weak person surprises me but then again like stated before most only see what they want to see.

"We have been thinking for a while and I know you have been giving us hints but I think it's time you answered honestly. What are your plans and what do you want with us?" Blaise questioned as Neville put up a strong silencing ward to keep curious people from overhearing us even though most have already headed to bed for the night.

"You know my thoughts on magic. Tell me honestly haven't you notice that the more we ban and forbid magic the less magical born we have. Magic is dying, and it's because of people like Dumbledore that She is dying. I want to save Her along with working on separating our world from that of the muggle world completely. I mean we don't even celebrate our Traditions and Holidays anymore!" Breathing in deeply to calm myself down along with my magic that had broken free to smother the room in its darkness. Watching as they shivered in delight over my magic wrapping around them and over the words leaving my mouth, I knew I made the right choice about them.

"Then you have my word that I'll help you, in fact, 'I, Blaise Zabini, Heir to the Zabini House, swear my loyalty and magic, to Lord Hadrian James Potter-Black, to help him save magic, so I swear." No sooner had the words left his mouth then magic reacted and bound him to me and his oath to mother magic herself. It left me in shock that he bound himself to me at the age of eleven. I always planned for them to bind themselves to me, only I planned for it when we were older.

"I Neville Frank Longbottom, Heir to the Ancient and Noble House of Longbottom, swear my loyalty and magic, to Lord Hadrian James Potter-Black, I swear to help save mother magic, so I swear." And once again magic rose around us and bound Neville to me. I didn't try to stop the slightly evil smile to overtake my face as I said the words that would truly bind them to me. Moving like a snake after its prey, I placed my each one of my hands on their left hip as I let my magic and voice strike out.

"So, mote it be." As I spoke the words I watched in awe in possessiveness as my mark that being a Deathly Hallow symbol with a Basilisk wrapped around the circle appeared on their skin forever marking them as mine.