One Bite (Blairon)

The Jewels Three

Hermione, Draco and Reginald worked day and night for a week, trying to find out as much as they could but to no avail. Until, Draco had a little accident. "Draco, can you please get that quill over there?" Hermione asked from her position sitting on a desk, a large book in hand with notes scattered all around her. Draco nodded. He jogged. towards the quill sitting on Madam Pince's desk in the library and tripped on a book, landing with a loud thud. "Shit, are you alright?" Reginald asked, trying to hold back a chuckle and Draco stood up, rubbing his back. "Yeah, I'm-fine...." He had just spotted the book he had tripped on and picked it up. It was ancient with wierd symbols everywhere and seemed to radiate magic. "What's that?" Hermione asked, finally looking up from the book she was reading. Draco walked over to the two and sat down. "I don't know but this book is powerful. Maybe one of us took it accidentally while we were scoping the Restricted section?" He suggested before opening the book curiously. He paged through it before Reginald gasped and stopped him from paging any further. "The, the Jewels Three, 1495." He read and Hermione and Draco stared at him. "Reg, that's not important," Hermione said sternly and Reginald shook his head. "No, look!" He pointed to the picture bellow a long paragraph of writing. Hermione and Draco gasped. There were three, old photos on the page. The first, was a photo of the Resurrection Stone being held by someone unknown. The second picture, had a familiar man inside with long hair, wearing fancy clothing. The third picture bore a woman with a menacing gaze. "That's Sanguis Thornhold! The guy in the second picture!" Hermione screamed and Reginald nodded. "Yes, but look what he's wearing." He pointed out and Draco and Hermione squinted their eyes. "Ron's necklace-" Draco whispered and they immediately snapped their eyes to the second photo. As they suspected, the woman in the photo was wearing a ring, Blaise's ring. "Wait, but the Resurrection Stone is part of the Deathly Hallows. How can it be part of the Jewels Three as well?"
Draco asked and the other two shrugged. "I guess we'll have to read the story then." Hermione sighed and she began reading.

"Long ago, there was a young, European merchant, traveling around the world in hopes to find compatible trading partners. As he was traveling into India, a frightened looking man ran up to him, baring a ruby necklace. The man begged the merchant to take it for free and after some deliberation, the merchant left India with the necklace around his neck. A few months later, the merchant was scouring Egypt for his long lost love, when he came across a pyramid. The merchant ventured inside and apon one of the many ancient Pharaoh's tombs, lay a stone. The stone was beautiful and looked expensive, so he stole it, barely making it out alive when the pyramid collapsed. Leaving with the stone is his pouch, he traveled back home the France. On the way, he met a poor, beautiful woman living on the side of the road in a small town. The merchant found this as a good opportunity and approached her. He offered her a large sum of money, enough for her and the child she bore, but....only if she gave him something in return. The woman reached into her tattered pocket and puller out a silver ring, the most beautiful ring the mad had ever seen. After some talking, the man agreed to take the ring and help the woman get back on her feet. He helped her by a house and was there when she gave birth. The pair got married and had a son. As a fortune of good measure, the merchant gave the stone he found in the pyramid to his son as a gift before he started traveling the world again. Leaving his son and his wife with the relic. He made it back to France and for his great adventures, went to a Gala. At this Gala, he met a beautiful woman. Beautiful but greedy. The woman had noticed him with the ring and asked to pay top Galleon for it.
The merchant sold it to her and decided to go to London to visit a dear friend of his. Alas, while in London, he caught a deadly disease and on the brink of death, gave the necklace he had obtained by the Indian man to his dear friend, Sanguis Thornhold.
Little did he know, the three items he had gained in his lifetime were all magically connected, sharing the same creator. The creator of the Jewels Three was said to be dead, the Jewels scattered before the authorities could confiscate the powerful items, their creator's identity unknown. To this day, no one knows what happened to the Jewels. Rumor has it the merchant's son died in a river, trying to cross the bridgles bank. Death was too quick for him and the stone sank to the bottom of the river. Blair Zabini, the beautiful woman whom the merchant sold the ring to went missing and Sangius Thornhold, the dear friend of the merchant, died trying to save his adopted son, Reginald Young.