Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Harry Potter or the Dark Hunter series. They belong to the lovely Ladies J. K. Rowling and Sherrilyn Kenyon.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristine's POV~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"NO! NO! LET HIM GO! LET HIM GO, DAMN YOU!" Kristine Potter shrieked, thrashing against her captors, watching as they tortured her big brother. Ron Weasley stepped forward, a sadistic grin on his face and a knife in his hand. She watched as he thrust the knife into her brother and twisted the handle. Saw the life leave his oh-so-green eyes. They released her then and she scrambled to his side, throwing Ronald away from him. She took one look at his shredded body, threw her head back and screamed in anguish. Rage and crippling grief surging through her veins, she took the knife from his stomach, her hazel eyes glowing with power and fury, and turned on the ones who killed the most important person in her world. The only person in her world. She flicked her wrist, sending them all flying. Turning in quick succession, moving far too rapidly for any of the shocked witches and wizards to catch her, she killed them. First was Molly Weasley, for pretending to be the mother they never had. Then her husband, then Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron and Ginny. The only Weasleys left alive were Fred and George, and they were still chained, unconscious, to the wall for trying to help them. Then she went for Hermione Granger. The last to die was Albus Dumbledore, who looked at her with that same grandfatherly disappointment that had led to this, even though he knew she was going to kill him. She snapped his neck, and fell to her knees, crawling back to her brother's body, cradling his head and running her fingers through his hair, sobbing.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Harry's POV~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harry glared his hatred at his former best friend. He felt the knife enter his body, twist inside his body. As he expelled his last breath, his soul screamed at the betrayal. A tall, elegant, red headed woman appeared before him,
"I am the goddess Artemis. I can give you the vengeance you seek," she told him, "but there is a price."
"What?" Harry demanded. She smirked at him,
"Your soul and your servitude. You will be immortal, but you will no longer be allowed to walk in the light of day, you can not contact anyone from your old life, and you must Hunt the Diamons - soul-sucking demons - and destroy them. In exchange, you will get one day to exact your vengeance."
Harry glared at her,
"I'm not leaving my sister. You can forget your deal." he spat. A chuckle had both the wizard and the goddess spinning around in shock and - in Artemis' case - anger to see a beautiful blond woman watching them, her swirling eyes alight with amusement.
"You!" the goddess shrieked, "What are you doing here?!" she demanded. The woman sneered,
"That is no business of yours, bitch."
She turned back to Harry with a warm smile,
"I am Apollymi, Atlantean Goddess of Destruction. I just finished speaking with your sister. You will not have to part from her - though she is a goddess of the Atlantean Pantheon now and you will be a lap dog for the Greek gods." she told him apologetically. Harry grinned ruefully,
"Not much different than my human life then?" he asked sarcastically. Apollymi smiled sadly,
"I am sorry, little one, but there is nothing I can do."
Harry shrugged,
"I get to stay with my sister and I'm pretty sure she's already killed the traitors and freed the twins. As long as the three of them are safe, I'll be fine." he turned back to Artemis, "Fine, you have your deal, but only on the condition that I can keep my sister and the twins with me."
Artemis glared at him,
"Fine. You'll be sent for training tomorrow."
Harry inclined his head and the Goddess of the Hunt disappeared. He addressed Apollymi again,
"Is she alright?"
Apollymi nodded, and amused smirk on her face,
"Yes, and the first thing she did with her new powers was make those pet terrors of yours immortal. They were thrilled when she woke them and told them. They're now waiting for you to return."
Harry inclined his head once more in thanks. Apollymi smiled at him again before she, too, disappeared. Harry went back to his now soulless body.
Harry Potter opened his once emerald green eyes, causing his sister to weep at their now dark color.