Short Stories-Creative Writing Class

The Tale of the Three Brothers-Deaths P.O.V

                Hey Everyone! So I'm in LOVE with the Harry Potter world and when I had to write a satory in someone elses point of view I had to do Harry Potter! Of course I couldnt do the whole series so I decided to do the Tale of the Three Brothers. J.K. Rowling owns the Harry Potter series and the wizarding world. I hope ya like it!

                I watched as the three ignorant brothers walked across the bridge they casted over the bustling, dangerous river.  The sun had just settled behind the mountains as I hooded myself and jumped up onto the little brick bridge in front of the men.

                They stood there, curiosity held on their faces, as they tried to stare at my face. I turned away and demanded what they were doing.

                “We are crossing a bridge, we know not to fall into your hands by drowning in that river” The first of the brothers said to me in a matter of fact way. I casted a fake smiled and looked down at him; No one can cheat me. 

                “Well then I am here to congratulate you, for you have tricked me and should receive a reward . . . a gift”

                The same brother asked for a powerful wand, one that cannot be beat. I smiled, already knowing how to deceive the first brother. I went to an elder tree nearby and sculpted a wand like no other. One, like he said, cannot be beat.

                The second brother seemed to have wanted to humiliate me, for he asked to bring back the dead. I granted his wish with ease. I already knew who he wanted to bring back; his dead beautiful wife that I had taken from him. He had hoped to marry her but I chose to take her instead.

                I went to the river bank and gently picked up a stone and granted the powers of bringing back a loved one from the dead. I turned to the third and final brother.

                This brother was different, wise, and modest in a way. He seemed to have seen right through my act and knew that one day they all will have to pay the ultimate price: Death.

                The third and youngest brother asked for a way to escape me; to make sure he won’t be followed by me. I reluctantly handed over my very own Cloak of Invisibility, and let the three brothers pass.

                They walked on down the winding path talking of the extraordinary gifts I granted them. Although, I could not see the third and wisest brother, for he was under my cloak.

                It didn’t take long for the first brother to be greeted by me again. He had bragged about how invincible he was to the wizards at a village and even dueled one. After I took the life of his dueler he went on about how his wand can escape Death himself. But he soon was proven wrong.

                That night, when the first brother was asleep, a thief took the Elder Wand and slit the throat of the first brother.

                And the first brother had paid the ultimate price, like I knew he would.

                I journeyed to the second brothers’ home, where I saw him holding the stone in his hand and turning it over and over again. A woman erupted from thin air and the brother was greeted by his wife. The brother seemed happy and delighted at first, but soon turned sad noticing her suffering.

                His wife did not belong to the mortal world, for she was dead and will always be. This was what the second brother did not understand. Neither wizard nor witch can bring back the dead.

                The brother, unable to stand her suffering, killed himself out of pure madness to be with her. Just what I expected him to do.

                And the second brother paid the ultimate price, like I knew he would.

                I search everywhere for the third brother. He was wise and modest and I held not one clue on where he could be. So I waited and waited until the third brother finally revealed himself to me. He was a very old man and passed my cloak on to his son. He greeted me with open arms; like an old friend.

                And the third brother paid the ultimate price, just like he knew he would.