A few months after Harry's birth...
Hecatia and Gilbert Ray were both members of the Order of the Phoenix. Both treat it almost like a full-time job and are highly skilled wizards. They are also excellent spies, being able to get information that none others could get.
One of them is that there is a ninth horcrux that Voldemort made...
"He tried to make this as obvious as possible so that no one could suspect it, but he talks too much to hide stuff like these. Especially from me," Gilbert commented, going through Diagon Alley. Then he found the dead end next to a particular shop that Voldemort talked about. His wife, Hecatia, didn't come for missions for the last month or two because she is pregnant and the baby is almost fully developed.
"Hahah! This is it! Now, the brick is the thrid one from the fourth row on the right side..." Yes, the horcrux is a literal brick. No diary or ancient belongings to Hogwarts' founders, no boy with a scar. Just a goddamn brick, with a secret that is.
"Found it!" Gilbert exclaimed. It was a brick like every other on the wall, but this is the one he remembered one of the death eater's spilled.
"So... I just stab it with this blade?" He muttered, pulling out a knife imbued with basilisk venom. He stabs it into the brick, not realising that there is a spell that curses the loved one of the one who destroys the horcrux.
Not a second after it was destroyed, Gilbert hallucinated.
He was in a hallway full of dead bodies and dementors, and in the middle of them all, was the dark lord. "YOU! WHO DESTROYED THIS SECRET HORCRUX, ONE OF YOUR LOVED ONES WILL BE CURSED. THEY WILL NOT LOOK FULLY HUMAN, AND YOU WILL SUFFER."
Then Gilbert was wrapped and drowned in a pitch black liquid as he was snapped back into reality. He fell to his knees but managed to catch himself before he slammed his whole body to the ground. He was panting and looking at the ground with wide eyes, trying to take in the new predicament. Wha-what just happened. I stabbed the horcrux right? I did my job right??? But then, I saw him and he said... he said... "OHH GOD MY WIFE!" He shouted, running to the nearest fireplace and sprinkling some floor powder to go to his home.
"HECATIA?! HECATIA!!" He shouted rapidly.
"Gilbert? What's wrong, honey?" His wife emerged from the bedroom perfectly healthy and still pregnant. Gilbert just froze in hs spot. "Gilbert? Hello? What happened?!"
"But... but..."
"HEY!" Hecatia snapped and grabbed his face. "Look into my eyes."
Gilbert slowly calmed down as they both stared. Hecatia piped up, "What's wrong? What happened?" in a sing-song voice.
"I destroyed the secret horcrux we found... but then there was a vision that it transferred to me that had You-Know-Who in it and told me one of my loved ones will get cursed into something... not human." Gilbert explained.
"Honey, It's probably to scare anyone out of their profession to destroying it. Maybe-" Then she gasped and started holding her stomach. "The baby's coming."
The next morning...
The whole night, they were in a muggle hospital. Gilbert is now pacing around in front of the hospital room. He tried to focus his mind on the baby, but his thoughts alwayas came back to what Voldemort said. Is this curse thing... real? If so, why, when I contacted everyone in my family, is no one looking non-human? Unlessthere's someone I missed, or someone that can't talk, or someone that isn't here yet... Gilbert then realized something big, "It's the Baby!" He shouted.
Suddenly, a scream was heard from the room, and it wasn't Hecatia's. Gilbert, already solving the mystery of the curse, rushed in and pulled out his wand. "Stupefy! Stupefy!" He rendered both nurses unconscious. He rushed over to his wife, which was holding a bundle. "Hecatia, the curse! It's the baby!"
"I've realised that, you fool!" Hecatia seethed. "I-I-I can't just abandon him or anything, right?" Hecatia tilted the baby so that Gilbert can see the head. He was horrified to see a dragon's head, the creature he most feared. He froze in the spot. "Our c-child is a d-d-dragon?" Gilbert stuttered.
"Not just a dragon," Hecatia said, opening up the rest of the bundle to see a humanoid figure with scales connected to the head and long neck. The child's hands have five fingers with dragon claws and it has human legs but the feet are shaped like a raptor's.
Gilbert can't help but admit to himself that even though he is still fearful of the... thing, he was actually a tad curious on what it is. He slowly reached to touch the baby and put his palm on it's chest. The warmth soothed him, but he flinched when the creature started purring and grabbed his hand. It then started nibbling on one of his fingers. Hecatia said an 'Awwh'. The baby then spat out and started pushing the hand away.
Gilbert smiled, "I'm sorry I don't taste that good."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Hecatia asked.
Gilbert diverted it's attention to its crotch, to find nothing. It's a reptile, you imbecile! Of course it doesn't have mammary organs. He then looked that the head and found out that...
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