Snake Venom

I'm off for tea with the dark lord

"Well well, it seems all my work has been done for me." He slowly turned, passing the stone to George. "Ah Quirrell, how nice of you to join us." Falcon slipped his wand from his sleeve and into his hand, keeping it out of the professors vision. The professor walked forward with a smirk, all pretense of the shy, stuttering man gone. He held out his hand. "Give me the stone boy." Falcon stepped in front of George protectively and shook his head. "Not a chance." A whispering caught his attention. "Let me speak to him." After a brief argument between Quirrell and the whispers, he turned around, unraveling his turban. A face stretched with a smirk as the fabric fell to the ground, only to morph into shock. "Salazar is that you?" He looked over at George and shrugged. "Uhh kinda?" The face gave a small smile. "I am Voldemort. When the so called light side killed Yoko and Kurotchi, I adopted you. For about a year, you had me and the rest of the death eaters wrapped around your little fingers..." His face darkened. "But then Dumbledore sent the Potter's to take you. We plotted their deaths, but it was to late. They had been hidden under a charm. When we finally found them, I couldn't contain myself. Until that point, we had only done small attacks. But after we lost you, we took revenge on the light and the wizards that sided with Dumbledore." Falcon stood, stunned.

A few hours passed, and the brothers were lounged across a large couch they had summoned, sipping tea from a small set that Voldemort (please call me Tom) had produced. Falcon took a shortbread and smiled. "Did you bake these? They are simply divine." Tom smiled. "No, but I'll tell Sean that you liked them." George leaned forward with a sly smile. "Oh? Who's Sean?" Tom blushed. "Uh he's my... husband." Falcon and George sat up. "You're telling me that I have another dad!?" George shook his head. "And to think that he never told you. What has this world come to." Falcon and George collapsed on each other sobbing dramatically. Quirell shifted uncomfortably. "My lord..." Voldemort seemed to remember what he was there for. "Right!" He looked over at Falcon. George tossed him the stone with a grin. "Do something about that snaky face of yours dad." He looked over at his brother and laughed as Tom rolled his eyes. "Yes I'll get right on that." He handed Falcon three mirrors. "One for you and two for the twins. I have one as well. Just tap the mirror three times and say the name of whoever you want to talk to with a mirror. And tell Fred I said hello." He pulled a strange object out of his pocket and vanished. George looked confused. "Wait, I thought you couldn't portkey out of Hogwarts."

The two brothers landed gracefully on the ground beside the trapdoor. With a quick pet for Fluffy, they headed to the infirmary to check on Fred. They opened the door as quietly as they could and headed to the farthest bed, witch the curtains had been drawn around. They carefully pulled the curtains aside only to freeze in shock. Fred had an arm wrapped around Hermione's waist and pulled her in, so they were kissing. As they watched Fred pulled away and the pair looked lovingly into each others eyes. As they went for another kiss, George cleared his throat and covered Falcons eyes. Hermione and Fred whirled around with a deep scarlet on their faces. "Oh h- hiya Georgie." George rolled his eyes and turned to Hermione, smiling. "Tell me if my brother is to much of a prat, I'll take care of him." She giggled and Fred pouted. Falcon pried the hand away from his face and glared at the two. "Took you long enough jeez."

Falcon and Hermione sat away from the twins, watching them banter playfully. "Falcon, about what happened to George down in the troll room..." He sighed. "I figured it out." She pulled a book out of her bag and flipped it to a book parked page before giving it to him.

Kitsune

There are two common classifications of kitsune. The zenko (good foxes) are benevolent, celestial foxes associated with the god Inari; they are sometimes simply called Inari foxes. On the other hand, the yako (field foxes, also called nogitsune) tend to be mischievous or even malicious. Local traditions add further types. For example, a ninko is an invisible fox spirit that human beings can only perceive when it posseses them. Another tradition classifies kitsune into one of thirteen types defined by which supernatural abilities the kitsune possesses.
Physically, kitsune are noted for having as many as nine tails. These kyūbi no kitsune ( nine-tailed foxes) gain the abilities to see and hear anything happening anywhere in the world. Other tales attribute them infinite wisdom.