Thomas Cloverleigh Echos of the Past (Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter 25 - Home

"Triúr!" Thomas sat up with a snap. Shooting himself off of a nice warm bed. The room spun a bit, making Thomas grab his head for sturdiness.

"Calm down, Thomas." Professor Nocturne was there, sitting in a chair beside him. His long white hair, hanging loosely over his shoulders. "Drink this." Professor Nocturne handed Thomas a warm mug, with a light steam coming off of it.

"Triúr," Thomas looked around, worried about his little three-headed snake. He did see her anywhere on the plain white sheets of the hospital wing. "I'm in the hospital wing?" Thomas said out loud, his mind clicking into what his mind was seeing.

"Yes," Professor Nocturne said, his tone leaving no room to interject. Forcing the mug into Thomas's hands. "The fact that you don't know where you snake is, answers one of my questions."

"She's dead," Thomas' vision blurred, and his hands shook on the mug. Believing the worst.

"She's with your friend Pipa." Professor Nocturne glared black daggers at him. Thomas wilted under the glare, and obediently put the mug to his lips. "She has a knack for magical beasts." The contents were dark, and heavy, it coated his lips and throat as he drank it. After the first tentative sip, Thomas found it was a very flavoursome drink. The taste was sweet and juicy, unlike anything Thomas had before.

"Feel better?" Professor Nocturne asked him with a lifted brow. Thomas nodded and put the mug on the side table. The drink left him feeling refreshed. A zing of energy was passing through him. "Fresh blood is best when in need of healing."

"Blood?" Thomas asked, looking puzzled at the mug. He expected it to taste different from what he had just had, coppery, like in the books he read.

"Yes — my own." Professor Nocturne, raised a wrapped wrist. "I didn't need the wrap, but the head nurse here insisted."

"Is Pipa really okay?" Thomas blurted out, unconcerned by the blood. "What about the others? Lars? Bernard? Who were those two who attacked us? Can they bring back the Dark Lord, I heard Harry Potter killed him? Is Professor Barlow truly a bad guy? He was always so nice. Did you know about his wife? She is a vampire too-" Thomas blurted everything out, and took a breath to continue. Professor Nocturne cut him off with a hand wave and a glare.

"Troublesome child," Professor Nocturne sighed and rubbed his temples. "This once I'll answer your questions. Don't interrupt me." A dark aura of shut up and listen encased him, Thomas nodded. Waiting for his answers.

"The troll was a failed attempt on controlling the impressions left by the Potter boy." Professor Nocturne started off."Which led him to taking more students. Why he chose the ones he chose, after the Potter girl." Professor Nocturne shrugged. "I can not say." Folding resting his hands the hairs of his chair, he continued.

"I arrived in time to save your snake." Professor Nocturne flipped his leg over his knee. "Congratulations on finding your animal. " He lifted one finger. "Note she may be your animal, but not your partner."

"What?" Thomas asked confused, slapping his hand over his lips. Hoping that didn't stop the Professor from talking.

"She listened to you, helped you, hatched for you. You're close, but you did not know where she was when you woke. The bond, the tie to one snake, who will rule over all your snakes. Is not there. This could be your mixed heritage, or simply that you are meant to meet a stronger snake than your Ruse-spoor. Only time will tell." Professor Nocturne explained, Thomas nodded.

"Does this mean I can stay with my friends?" Thomas looked at Professor Nocturne. Hope budding in his chest.

"Yes, I saved you're O'Sullivan and Malfoy too." Professor Nocturne smiled. Sending a chill down Thomas's spine. "Your Lars, was very disappointed I wasn't your villain." He chuckled. "Seers are usually short-sighted when it comes to the present."