Atrum Vox Part 5 (Evan, Regulus, Severus)
Title: Atrum Vox
Author: alley_skywalker
Characters/Parings: Severus/Lucius, Abraxas, Regulus, Orion, Evan and Andre Rosier, Bellatrix, Dearborn
Rating: PG-13
Parts: 5
Summary: Some of the most powerful magic is also Dark Magic. Yet there are those who revel in its power and do not shy away from the darkness.
Notes: 1. Atrum Vox is Latin for “dark power” or “powers of dark”.
2. This is a cycle. That is, these are ficlets/drabbles that are unrelated to each other aside from having a common theme, in this case, dark deeds/rituals. These ficlets were originally written as entries for darkarts_ldws. This is a cumulative header, each part will be posted with its own title, word count, rating and warnings.
Title: Crossbreeding
Characters: Evan, Regulus, Severus
Word Count: 700
Rating: PG
Warnings: mentions of cross-species mating
Evan was surprised when he received the project assignment. Getting assigned to the Lab for one thing or another was Severus’ forte, sometimes Barty would be “borrowed.” Evan wasn’t sure what use he could be to the Lab as he had neither superior potions skills nor superior arithmency skills, not superior knowledge of spell development.
The project turned out to be breeding experiments and research. He, Regulus, Severus and another half-blood boy were to work under the supervision of Ivan Voskresenski - Karkaroff’s second in command - to experiment with Dementors and their breeding habits and what results you could get if crossing them with other species. The thought of something like Dementors mating made Evan nauseous but he kept it to himself. Apparently, he and Regulus were there because they both had a very good knowledge of the way bloodlines work, of how to research them, and the magical properties of blood. This was something stressed in Pureblood families but the Blacks and the Rosiers were two of the several families most particular about teaching their children these things. The half-blood - Craigan or something -seemed to have a good grasp on Muggle hereditary sciences, something he called genetics.
“What do you think the point of all this is?” Evan asked Regulus and Severus once as they worked. Craigan had left earlier. They didn’t quite trust him enough to talk about sensitive things with him, mainly because he wasn’t Marked and probably never would be.
“Not sure,” Regulus said. “I suppose they want to come up with some sort of cross-breed, something even more dangerous than a Dementor.”
“What could possibly be more dangerous or disgusting than a Dementor?” Evan held up a book with a gruesome illustration of two Dementors mating.
His friends both made a face. “Merlin,” Severus muttered. “Is that really what Dementor pornography looks like?”
Regulus and Evan laughed, faking gagging sounds even as they did. “They’re not compatible with much,” Regulus said after a moment. “Not centaurs, not non-humanoid beasts, not mermaids, not giants-“
“No one’s compatible with giants,” Severus muttered.
“Except Hagrid’s mum,” Evan pointed out.
Severus snorted. “Isn’t it his dad?”
Regulus rolled his eyes at them. “Would you two focus? Anyways, not giants. They can mate with witches, I guess, and Veelas, but who in their right mind would mate with something this disgusting?”
“No idea. Have we looked into the more…ancient specimens?”
“What’s the use if they’re extinct?”
Evan shrugged. Veelas. That had caught his attention. Something about it seemed right, but he couldn’t really place it. Besides, the idea of beautiful women mating with Dementors was disturbing.
Their report was inconclusive at best: Dementors could mate with witches and Veelas but the fetus would most likely kill the mother before it was developed enough to live outside of her. Veelas were more likely to carry out a full term, though, and the cross-bread would have the Dementor’s powers along with the Veela allure, making it very deadly. Also, possibly, immune to the Patronus. However, Dementors were more likely to kiss rather than mate with anything in a humanoid form.
Evan found the answer two years later. Regulus was dead by this point and most of the Lab’s more extensive research had been abandoned because of the strain of the war. Ever since Regulus died, Evan had developed an interest in necromancy which led him away from British and other West European texts and into East European ones. He didn’t have much time for reading but end of October, 1981 saw an action lull. The Veela book came into his hands on accident, something he just picked up.
And there it was: Eastern European Veelas. The French Veelas were an offspring branch from East European Veelas. Their evolution had made it hard for them to turn back into their natural bird-shaped form so they remained almost always under Glamour. East European Veelas had retained their ability to return to the bird form at will. And, most importantly, the text indicated that these Veelas were the most likely ancestor species of Dementors.
By the time Evan wrote up the information for Headquarters, the news came down the line that the Lord had fallen.
Author: alley_skywalker
Characters/Parings: Severus/Lucius, Abraxas, Regulus, Orion, Evan and Andre Rosier, Bellatrix, Dearborn
Rating: PG-13
Parts: 5
Summary: Some of the most powerful magic is also Dark Magic. Yet there are those who revel in its power and do not shy away from the darkness.
Notes: 1. Atrum Vox is Latin for “dark power” or “powers of dark”.
2. This is a cycle. That is, these are ficlets/drabbles that are unrelated to each other aside from having a common theme, in this case, dark deeds/rituals. These ficlets were originally written as entries for darkarts_ldws. This is a cumulative header, each part will be posted with its own title, word count, rating and warnings.
Title: Crossbreeding
Characters: Evan, Regulus, Severus
Word Count: 700
Rating: PG
Warnings: mentions of cross-species mating
Evan was surprised when he received the project assignment. Getting assigned to the Lab for one thing or another was Severus’ forte, sometimes Barty would be “borrowed.” Evan wasn’t sure what use he could be to the Lab as he had neither superior potions skills nor superior arithmency skills, not superior knowledge of spell development.
The project turned out to be breeding experiments and research. He, Regulus, Severus and another half-blood boy were to work under the supervision of Ivan Voskresenski - Karkaroff’s second in command - to experiment with Dementors and their breeding habits and what results you could get if crossing them with other species. The thought of something like Dementors mating made Evan nauseous but he kept it to himself. Apparently, he and Regulus were there because they both had a very good knowledge of the way bloodlines work, of how to research them, and the magical properties of blood. This was something stressed in Pureblood families but the Blacks and the Rosiers were two of the several families most particular about teaching their children these things. The half-blood - Craigan or something -seemed to have a good grasp on Muggle hereditary sciences, something he called genetics.
“What do you think the point of all this is?” Evan asked Regulus and Severus once as they worked. Craigan had left earlier. They didn’t quite trust him enough to talk about sensitive things with him, mainly because he wasn’t Marked and probably never would be.
“Not sure,” Regulus said. “I suppose they want to come up with some sort of cross-breed, something even more dangerous than a Dementor.”
“What could possibly be more dangerous or disgusting than a Dementor?” Evan held up a book with a gruesome illustration of two Dementors mating.
His friends both made a face. “Merlin,” Severus muttered. “Is that really what Dementor pornography looks like?”
Regulus and Evan laughed, faking gagging sounds even as they did. “They’re not compatible with much,” Regulus said after a moment. “Not centaurs, not non-humanoid beasts, not mermaids, not giants-“
“No one’s compatible with giants,” Severus muttered.
“Except Hagrid’s mum,” Evan pointed out.
Severus snorted. “Isn’t it his dad?”
Regulus rolled his eyes at them. “Would you two focus? Anyways, not giants. They can mate with witches, I guess, and Veelas, but who in their right mind would mate with something this disgusting?”
“No idea. Have we looked into the more…ancient specimens?”
“What’s the use if they’re extinct?”
Evan shrugged. Veelas. That had caught his attention. Something about it seemed right, but he couldn’t really place it. Besides, the idea of beautiful women mating with Dementors was disturbing.
Their report was inconclusive at best: Dementors could mate with witches and Veelas but the fetus would most likely kill the mother before it was developed enough to live outside of her. Veelas were more likely to carry out a full term, though, and the cross-bread would have the Dementor’s powers along with the Veela allure, making it very deadly. Also, possibly, immune to the Patronus. However, Dementors were more likely to kiss rather than mate with anything in a humanoid form.
Evan found the answer two years later. Regulus was dead by this point and most of the Lab’s more extensive research had been abandoned because of the strain of the war. Ever since Regulus died, Evan had developed an interest in necromancy which led him away from British and other West European texts and into East European ones. He didn’t have much time for reading but end of October, 1981 saw an action lull. The Veela book came into his hands on accident, something he just picked up.
And there it was: Eastern European Veelas. The French Veelas were an offspring branch from East European Veelas. Their evolution had made it hard for them to turn back into their natural bird-shaped form so they remained almost always under Glamour. East European Veelas had retained their ability to return to the bird form at will. And, most importantly, the text indicated that these Veelas were the most likely ancestor species of Dementors.
By the time Evan wrote up the information for Headquarters, the news came down the line that the Lord had fallen.