Nagi the little snake~

a young boy, not much older than about three, looked towards his grandfather. his intelligent golden eyes reflected in the room that was lighted by a weak candle, of which seemed to go out in any second.

his grandfather hatred thing's such as electricity, instead of using the candles and technology from the mid-1900's he had grown used to.

his hair was grey, and a calm and kind smile was present on his face. his smile didn't waver from when his wife died, of which the old man oathed to never lose his temper.

"Grandad........ Father says I'm useless." Mylo was bowing down his head in shame, although he had nothing to be ashamed of.

Newt simply smiled

"You are not useless. you are strong in your own right." The old man quickly said to Mylo, who brightened up for a moment, before fading away once more

"But...But what talent do I have? I don't have the strength of big brother, nor the power of father... I'm just... the second child." Mylo frowned, his fist clenching

Newt simply sighed, before saying:

"Your talent will be your job to figure out. yours and yours alone. you will find a place where you feel almost home, even when not with your family. my home was with the animals, learning and adapting to their lifestyle. your older brother's path is being forged by your fathers, as for yours... it's for you to decide. so relinquish the fact that you are free to do whatever you want when you're older."

Newt suddenly heard a large cough

one cough. two coughs. three coughs.

each one grew in intensity and frequency.

"There there my boy..."

"Father said that I couldn't grow as old as you, and I will die by the time when im half your age... grandad, what is die?."

"You shall know one day, m'boy." Newt gave a smile

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he had the same dream, over and over every day.

a dream.... about a magic circle.

he couldn't comprehend it no matter how much he tried, and it was too complex for him to write down.

he dreamt and dreamt.

dreamt of a circle that will change his life.

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The year was July 9th 1987.

it was a fine morning, with the autumn breeze tormenting the leaf's off the dark tree's.

his father had taken his brother to Diagon alley for a trip, alongside going to his workplace for family bonded.

of course, Mylo was left out.

but he had other plans today. Newt had promised him a gift he would like when he turns nine, so the excitement of a 9-year-old couldn't be contained.

after getting dressed, the maids looked at him with scorn in their eyes.

a weak cripple like him didnt deserves their attention.

moving down the long slender hallways of the mansion, Mylo found himself looking up at the family chauffeur, a man that treated him with respect, regardless of his condition.

"Young master." The man bowed "Your grandfather I presume?"

"Yes please."

The man opened the magically enchanted car door and climbed in.

it worked like a floo powder system, almost like teleporting.

of course, it was more child friendly than the mind-boggling floo powder.

one moment , the outside world flashed , before Mylo opened the car door and closed it.

using the crutch , he wobbily walked to his grandfathers door.

something caught his attention.

a weird looking cat , of which eyes were unnaturally cold.

Mylo walked towards it , and then looked it straight in the eye

"What....What are you?"

For a moment , mylo swore he heard a snicker as the cat slolwy walked away , into the hedges.

sighing , Mylo walked back to his grandfathers door and knocked on.

the old elderly man greeted Mylo

"Ah , your here!"

"Yes Grandad."

"Come in! Come in! we have alot to do!."

the door was opened wide as Mylo stumbled in , before sitting down on the seat in the small and ruddy kitchen.

grandad had owned this house for many years now , and it seemed he was satifyised in living this until the end of his days.

a small present was wrapped up infront of him

"Grandad?"

"Open it up , for merlin's sake!" He cried , causing the boy to sigh

using his left hand to unstabibly unwrap the present , he took a gasp of exictiment before the ribbon came loose.

it was a snake, one that coiled up peacefully around the wooden pole placed in the box.

it reacted to him , its expression almost like it was... bowing its head.

it hissed at him

"Dont be afraid , this is no ordinary snake. this one shall be your companion for hogwarts."

"What do you meant by not an ordinary snake , grandfather?"

"Hm." The old man snickered "This snake is the descendant of a Xiangliu."

"A XIANGLIU?" The boy screamed "Grandfather , thats-"

"Now now , my boy. its bloodline its weak." Newt said "And i have a connection to hogwarts. they understood your condition , so they agreed to the request."

"HOW?" the boy sighed. he wasnt no genius , but he damn knew what a Xiangliu was.

A distant realtive to the basilk , a snake that had 7 heads. each head would grow when the snake reached the peak of its power , almost like a breathrough to new heights.

some say that when a Xiangliu and a basilsk mate , a hydra is born.

lets not get started with that one.

the snake had one head , which was a sign of its youth and power.

"I also got you a second gift." Newt passed a large suitcase to the boy , who greedily too it.

"Grandfather.. is this?"

"Yes , this is my suitcase. "Undectectable" Expansion" magic was casted on that , making it as big as hogwarts itself!" Newt gave a cough "Take it. all of the beats had been sent back to there habitits , and there's nothing inside it anyway. the old suitcase had collected enough dust and you will find uses for it." Newt suddenly gave a cough "Just- be careful with it... the folks at the minstry of magic and america... they are a tad.. bit .. cautious to say the least. and although its "Undectatable" a strong mage could sense it. its primary use is to diguise it to muggles."

alot of information to take in.

"This snake , what will you call it?"

"Bob."

"Why not something more... creative?"

"Cutie?"

"More."

A thoughful expression rose up on Mylo's face and he smacked his fist against the palm of his hand

his father once told him a fairytale about a snake

"Grandpa , is this a female, or a male?"

"A female."

"Its name will be Nagi."

"A little bit cliche, but i used to own one of those."

god...