Callista Vale
Chapter I: Bittersweet
I'm not quite sure about this series, but I hope it'll work. I think it will be longer in general than all my other work (that means Blaise/Katie Bell/Tropical Fishy-length stories). Again, and I'm sorry, but I used some of my 'I Stand Alone' Auror characters in here. I think there are only 2 or 3, but I might (probably am) wrong. Enjoy!
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A girl stormed about the cold drafty chamber. Her long black hair whipped around her, like a cloak. Her icy blue eyes flashed round, glaring at the cloaked man sitting at a desk.
"Patience, Callista. You will get what you wish." The man said calmly, staring at the papers in his hands.
"Master! Why not now?"
"It would be foolish. Wait until I give you the signal."
"You do not understand!"
This made the man lose his temper. He leapt up from the desk. "YOU are the one who does not understand, Callista!" Callista flinched, as though he had brandished a whip at her, but he continued. "YOU await MY commands! Who took you in eight years ago when you were freezing and starving? Who taught you nearly every enchantment you know? Who half-raised you and had you spoiled like a princess? Me, Callista, me!"
"I could have managed, master," Callista answered stiffly, almost rebelliously.
The man laughed. "You are dismissed, Callista. Do not act, until I tell you to. Another outburst like five months ago, and I will have you killed."
"Yes, master." She replied grudgingly.
~*~
Albus Dumbledore gazed about the room sternly. "This is of utmost importance. Do you all understand that?"
Four voices, three male and one female answered simultaneously. "Yes."
Dumbledore looked exhausted and weary as he leaned forward, the candlelight reflecting his tired, blue eyes. "We have just learned that Voldemort has a very different...and powerful supporter."
A burst of laughter rang out; one young man could not contain himself. "Professor- Voldemort has numerous supporters! One Death Eater? Just one? Honestly, we could take care of him like that!" He snapped his fingers to demonstrate.
"Her," Dumbledore said quietly.
"Peg pardon?" The woman asked politely.
"Her," Dumbledore repeated, patiently, a bit more loudly this time.
"Dumbledore, there has never been a female Death Eater! Never will be!"
"Sirius, there is a first time for everything." Dumbledore said firmly. "I urge you to listen to me. I would not be telling you this unless it were an especially hazardous to you three. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius," He stared about the room, at the four young faces. "You all are in extreme danger, being the four youngest Aurors in the League. Now...may I continue?"
All four nodded.
"Callista Vale is most likely Voldemort's most trusted supporter. She has her reasons to obey him, and he to know she will never fail him. Eight years ago, when Callista was sixteen years old, she was expelled from Beauxbatons Academy for illegal usage of spells. They snapped her wand. While at Beauxbatons, she was an exceptionally bright student. Both her parents had died when she was fourteen, in a spell backfiring incident. She had no other living relatives, so she roamed the streets of Paris, searching for a job and a home. Voldemort found her, and immediately recognized her talent. He taught her unbelievably advanced magic, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find a wand for her. She learned to use her magic by sending it straight through her hands and fingers."
At this statement, Lily gasped. In the past, witches and wizards who have attempted to do this have either crippled their magic permanently, or died.
Yet, Dumbledore continued. "Callista is, in a manner of speaking, a daughter-like figure to Voldemort, and he like a father to her. She is extremely protective of him, and him of her."
"So to get to Voldemort we must get through Callista, and vice versa." Remus Lupin said quietly, pushing his light brown hair out of his eyes.
"Yes. And, Callista has the potential to become a more powerful wizard than Voldemort and I. A reason for this is that in her veins run the blood of Merlin, the legendary wizard."
All of their eyes grew wide with disbelief.
"Here is a picture of Miss Vale." Dumbledore added, handing a color photograph to the four Aurors.
There was a medium-height woman with waist-length jet black hair standing in the center of the picture. No doubt, she was beautiful. Her dark red lips formed a smile, except, it was an evil smile. Her hand was extended out, as red and black light shot from it, forming the Dark Mark over a house in flames.
"This was taken two weeks ago, when that Ministry official, Tyler Barosine, and his family was killed. Callista took a hand in the murder. Mr. Barosine was killed, we believe, because he had in his possession, a potion that would be very harmful to Voldemort. The potion, called the Greenwood Potion, destroys all that is evil, and strengthens all that is good. You can see why Voldemort would fear it. Thankfully, we received a small flask of the potion. That is another reason why I have called you here. Being four of the Aurors that are most in danger, I am going to give you each a bit of then potion." At this, he removed four little vials from his robes, each containing an equal amount of a thick, pale blue liquid, and distributed them.
"There is not nearly enough for a full serving, but it might come in handy someday."
Lily, James, Sirius, and Remus thanked him.
"I suggest you go now. Remember, beware of Callista Vale."
~*~
"Please, have mercy! Please!" A woman begged, throwing herself between her two children and Callista.
"Get out of the way..." Callista had no time for this.
"No! Please! Have mercy!" The woman kneeled, her folded hands gesturing to Callista. Fear enveloped her eyes.
"I said...Get out of the way!"
"I beg of you! Plea-"
"AVADRA KEDAVRA!" Callista pointed her finger at the woman. With a final scream, a whooshing sound, and a flash of green light, the woman fell to the ground.
She advanced toward the two children. A smile crossed her face. "Hello..."
"Pweese don't hurt us!" One child cried, clinging to her older brother.
"No, no, no! Just come with Callista! You'll be okay."
"Pwomise?"
"I promise." That little pledge meant nothing. Vales never kept their promises.
"What's going to happen?" The older boy asked cautiously.
"I'm going to take you to a pretty place with candy and unicorns and broomsticks and anything else you can think of!" Callista lied, still smiling kindly (or so it seemed) at the two children. It was an easy task to seduce small children into doing what she liked.
"Unicorns?" The girl asked.
"Broomsticks?" said the boy.
"Yes! And candy! Just come with me!"
The two children took her hands, as she Disapparated. When she materialized, she was in front of the old Riddle mansion. "Come! The candy land is just past the house!"
When they entered the parlor of the immense manor, a man was already occupying the large armchair closest to the fire.
"Callista... I assume you have them?"
"Yes, master."
The man turned around so he could get a proper look at the children. The little girl screamed; and she had good reason to. His face was pale and evil-looking, and glittering red eyes pierced through them.
"Aaah. Jonathan and Catherine Bones, I presume." He said, smiling maliciously. He turned to Callista. "Get out the potion."
"Yes, my lord." Callista turned on one heel and sped off to the kitchen, and when she returned, two cups of a shining black liquid were in her hands.
"Jonathan! Catherine! Are you thirsty?"
"Yes..." Catherine said quietly, trailing off.
Jonathan warned Catherine. "Don't eat or drink anything she gives you!"
"Don't listen to him, honey. Here. Enjoy!" Callista handed her a cup.
"Thank you..." Catherine brought the cup up to her lips and took a sip. Almost instantly, she began shaking and writhing. The man began laughing as he pulled his wand out of his pocket.
"Absorbus!" He cried. A pale, shimmering lavender light began to flow out of Catherine. She turned pallid, and fell to the floor, cold and motionless. The man welcomed the purple light with open arms as he absorbed it.
"What have you done?" Jonathan cried, aghast, as he knelt to his deceased sister's side.
Callista chose not to answer. "Your turn." She said simply, extending the remaining cup.
"I won't! What did do you her?"
"Fine then. If you won't cooperate...AVADRA KEDAVRA!"
Callista and the man laughed together as the last Bones fell dead.
~*~
"I call this meeting of the League of Aurors to order!" Dumbledore called, banging the gavel on the podium. The room became silent. "It is with extreme urgency I call this meeting. As many of you know, Voldemort has murdered the Bones family."
"A month ago, I told you about a new Death Eater named Callista Vale. It seems that Miss Vale has struck again. She assisted in the assassination, especially the killing of Jonathan and Catherine Bones. Sources have told me that Callista took the two children to the Riddle mansion right before they were died. Why they committed this crime is unknown to me. Does anyone have any ideas to help prevent any more massacres?"
One man stood up, his green eyes cold.
"Ari Prewitt? You have an idea?"
"Yes, Professor. Voldemort is sick, but not completely insane. What would he want with a three year old and a ten year old? I believe there is a reason behind all this. My proposal is that we send a spy to the Riddle house and-"
A woman with long brown hair stood up, protesting, "Ari! Are you crazy? That would be suicide!"
"Do you have any other ideas, Delia?" He snapped back.
"Ari! Delia! Will you please stop bickering like children!" Dumbledore called. "This is not a time to argue with one another!"
"Yes, sir."
"Yes, Professor. Anyway, we send a spy to sneak into the Riddle house and watch what he does with the young children."
"That might work, but as Delia said, it might not be the wisest decision."
James Potter spoke, "But, it's our only suggestion, so we might as well use it."
"I'll be the spy!" Sirius volunteered brightly.
~*~
One by one, people in black cloaks and masks Apparated in the graveyard. Silently, they formed a circle.
"Death Eaters!" A man called from the shadows. "I have summoned you to discuss a plan of mine. And...to welcome a new one among us. First, my most loyal servant, Callista Vale, has discovered a new potion that will help me to complete power and perhaps immortality. Using several hard-to-find ingredients, she has found a potion that, when given to a child, it sucks the magical power and life out of them, leaving him or her dead, and me more powerful. It is very similar to a Dementors' Kiss, and because of that, we have christened it the Dementorious Potion."
"But, my Lord, that is utterly impossible!" One man sputtered standing forward. "Only Power Transfers can do such a thing!"
"Parra! How dare you doubt your master!"
Parra flinched, realizing what he had just said. "I am sorry, my lord.
The man laughed. "Callista! Do you have a bit of that potion with you now?"
"Yes, master." She fished through her pockets, presenting a bottle of the black liquid. "Here."
"Parra! Come here!" Parra stepped forward.
"Drink this."
"But, master-"
"DRINK IT!" He twirled his wand threateningly.
Parra took a gulp of the potion, and, like little Catherine Bones, he began shaking and twisting.
"Absorbus!" Again, the pale purple light came out of the Death Eater. The man sucked up the light, and Parra fell dead.
"Behold! I have taken the energy, life, and magical power out of him! I am now stronger, and he is dead. With this, I can eventually become immortal."
As the man began laughing, and his followers along with him, all of the Aurors awoke, feeling a strange sense of foreboding.
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Weird, no? I might make it a series, as I said. I stink at endings, so you have been warned. However if I do make it a series, I bet I'll like making up Callista some more. It's fun creating an evil female character.
I'm sorry if I made Voldemort kinda caring and 'I'm so proud of my little daughter-y figure! ::sniff sniff::'.
Please review, because it makes my day. If this story sucks, tell me, but give me some constructive criticism so I can learn how to make it better. Thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: I own Callista Vale, Mr. Barosine, Parra, the Dementorius Potion, Ari Prewitt, Christina Prewitt, Jonathan and Catherine Bones, their mom, and the Greenwood Potion.
P.S.- Thank you to Ferret with a Fez for reviewing my 'I Stand Alone' series. It makes me feel special that SOMEONE cares THAT much about what I write.
Star Gazer
Chapter I: Bittersweet
I'm not quite sure about this series, but I hope it'll work. I think it will be longer in general than all my other work (that means Blaise/Katie Bell/Tropical Fishy-length stories). Again, and I'm sorry, but I used some of my 'I Stand Alone' Auror characters in here. I think there are only 2 or 3, but I might (probably am) wrong. Enjoy!
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A girl stormed about the cold drafty chamber. Her long black hair whipped around her, like a cloak. Her icy blue eyes flashed round, glaring at the cloaked man sitting at a desk.
"Patience, Callista. You will get what you wish." The man said calmly, staring at the papers in his hands.
"Master! Why not now?"
"It would be foolish. Wait until I give you the signal."
"You do not understand!"
This made the man lose his temper. He leapt up from the desk. "YOU are the one who does not understand, Callista!" Callista flinched, as though he had brandished a whip at her, but he continued. "YOU await MY commands! Who took you in eight years ago when you were freezing and starving? Who taught you nearly every enchantment you know? Who half-raised you and had you spoiled like a princess? Me, Callista, me!"
"I could have managed, master," Callista answered stiffly, almost rebelliously.
The man laughed. "You are dismissed, Callista. Do not act, until I tell you to. Another outburst like five months ago, and I will have you killed."
"Yes, master." She replied grudgingly.
~*~
Albus Dumbledore gazed about the room sternly. "This is of utmost importance. Do you all understand that?"
Four voices, three male and one female answered simultaneously. "Yes."
Dumbledore looked exhausted and weary as he leaned forward, the candlelight reflecting his tired, blue eyes. "We have just learned that Voldemort has a very different...and powerful supporter."
A burst of laughter rang out; one young man could not contain himself. "Professor- Voldemort has numerous supporters! One Death Eater? Just one? Honestly, we could take care of him like that!" He snapped his fingers to demonstrate.
"Her," Dumbledore said quietly.
"Peg pardon?" The woman asked politely.
"Her," Dumbledore repeated, patiently, a bit more loudly this time.
"Dumbledore, there has never been a female Death Eater! Never will be!"
"Sirius, there is a first time for everything." Dumbledore said firmly. "I urge you to listen to me. I would not be telling you this unless it were an especially hazardous to you three. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius," He stared about the room, at the four young faces. "You all are in extreme danger, being the four youngest Aurors in the League. Now...may I continue?"
All four nodded.
"Callista Vale is most likely Voldemort's most trusted supporter. She has her reasons to obey him, and he to know she will never fail him. Eight years ago, when Callista was sixteen years old, she was expelled from Beauxbatons Academy for illegal usage of spells. They snapped her wand. While at Beauxbatons, she was an exceptionally bright student. Both her parents had died when she was fourteen, in a spell backfiring incident. She had no other living relatives, so she roamed the streets of Paris, searching for a job and a home. Voldemort found her, and immediately recognized her talent. He taught her unbelievably advanced magic, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find a wand for her. She learned to use her magic by sending it straight through her hands and fingers."
At this statement, Lily gasped. In the past, witches and wizards who have attempted to do this have either crippled their magic permanently, or died.
Yet, Dumbledore continued. "Callista is, in a manner of speaking, a daughter-like figure to Voldemort, and he like a father to her. She is extremely protective of him, and him of her."
"So to get to Voldemort we must get through Callista, and vice versa." Remus Lupin said quietly, pushing his light brown hair out of his eyes.
"Yes. And, Callista has the potential to become a more powerful wizard than Voldemort and I. A reason for this is that in her veins run the blood of Merlin, the legendary wizard."
All of their eyes grew wide with disbelief.
"Here is a picture of Miss Vale." Dumbledore added, handing a color photograph to the four Aurors.
There was a medium-height woman with waist-length jet black hair standing in the center of the picture. No doubt, she was beautiful. Her dark red lips formed a smile, except, it was an evil smile. Her hand was extended out, as red and black light shot from it, forming the Dark Mark over a house in flames.
"This was taken two weeks ago, when that Ministry official, Tyler Barosine, and his family was killed. Callista took a hand in the murder. Mr. Barosine was killed, we believe, because he had in his possession, a potion that would be very harmful to Voldemort. The potion, called the Greenwood Potion, destroys all that is evil, and strengthens all that is good. You can see why Voldemort would fear it. Thankfully, we received a small flask of the potion. That is another reason why I have called you here. Being four of the Aurors that are most in danger, I am going to give you each a bit of then potion." At this, he removed four little vials from his robes, each containing an equal amount of a thick, pale blue liquid, and distributed them.
"There is not nearly enough for a full serving, but it might come in handy someday."
Lily, James, Sirius, and Remus thanked him.
"I suggest you go now. Remember, beware of Callista Vale."
~*~
"Please, have mercy! Please!" A woman begged, throwing herself between her two children and Callista.
"Get out of the way..." Callista had no time for this.
"No! Please! Have mercy!" The woman kneeled, her folded hands gesturing to Callista. Fear enveloped her eyes.
"I said...Get out of the way!"
"I beg of you! Plea-"
"AVADRA KEDAVRA!" Callista pointed her finger at the woman. With a final scream, a whooshing sound, and a flash of green light, the woman fell to the ground.
She advanced toward the two children. A smile crossed her face. "Hello..."
"Pweese don't hurt us!" One child cried, clinging to her older brother.
"No, no, no! Just come with Callista! You'll be okay."
"Pwomise?"
"I promise." That little pledge meant nothing. Vales never kept their promises.
"What's going to happen?" The older boy asked cautiously.
"I'm going to take you to a pretty place with candy and unicorns and broomsticks and anything else you can think of!" Callista lied, still smiling kindly (or so it seemed) at the two children. It was an easy task to seduce small children into doing what she liked.
"Unicorns?" The girl asked.
"Broomsticks?" said the boy.
"Yes! And candy! Just come with me!"
The two children took her hands, as she Disapparated. When she materialized, she was in front of the old Riddle mansion. "Come! The candy land is just past the house!"
When they entered the parlor of the immense manor, a man was already occupying the large armchair closest to the fire.
"Callista... I assume you have them?"
"Yes, master."
The man turned around so he could get a proper look at the children. The little girl screamed; and she had good reason to. His face was pale and evil-looking, and glittering red eyes pierced through them.
"Aaah. Jonathan and Catherine Bones, I presume." He said, smiling maliciously. He turned to Callista. "Get out the potion."
"Yes, my lord." Callista turned on one heel and sped off to the kitchen, and when she returned, two cups of a shining black liquid were in her hands.
"Jonathan! Catherine! Are you thirsty?"
"Yes..." Catherine said quietly, trailing off.
Jonathan warned Catherine. "Don't eat or drink anything she gives you!"
"Don't listen to him, honey. Here. Enjoy!" Callista handed her a cup.
"Thank you..." Catherine brought the cup up to her lips and took a sip. Almost instantly, she began shaking and writhing. The man began laughing as he pulled his wand out of his pocket.
"Absorbus!" He cried. A pale, shimmering lavender light began to flow out of Catherine. She turned pallid, and fell to the floor, cold and motionless. The man welcomed the purple light with open arms as he absorbed it.
"What have you done?" Jonathan cried, aghast, as he knelt to his deceased sister's side.
Callista chose not to answer. "Your turn." She said simply, extending the remaining cup.
"I won't! What did do you her?"
"Fine then. If you won't cooperate...AVADRA KEDAVRA!"
Callista and the man laughed together as the last Bones fell dead.
~*~
"I call this meeting of the League of Aurors to order!" Dumbledore called, banging the gavel on the podium. The room became silent. "It is with extreme urgency I call this meeting. As many of you know, Voldemort has murdered the Bones family."
"A month ago, I told you about a new Death Eater named Callista Vale. It seems that Miss Vale has struck again. She assisted in the assassination, especially the killing of Jonathan and Catherine Bones. Sources have told me that Callista took the two children to the Riddle mansion right before they were died. Why they committed this crime is unknown to me. Does anyone have any ideas to help prevent any more massacres?"
One man stood up, his green eyes cold.
"Ari Prewitt? You have an idea?"
"Yes, Professor. Voldemort is sick, but not completely insane. What would he want with a three year old and a ten year old? I believe there is a reason behind all this. My proposal is that we send a spy to the Riddle house and-"
A woman with long brown hair stood up, protesting, "Ari! Are you crazy? That would be suicide!"
"Do you have any other ideas, Delia?" He snapped back.
"Ari! Delia! Will you please stop bickering like children!" Dumbledore called. "This is not a time to argue with one another!"
"Yes, sir."
"Yes, Professor. Anyway, we send a spy to sneak into the Riddle house and watch what he does with the young children."
"That might work, but as Delia said, it might not be the wisest decision."
James Potter spoke, "But, it's our only suggestion, so we might as well use it."
"I'll be the spy!" Sirius volunteered brightly.
~*~
One by one, people in black cloaks and masks Apparated in the graveyard. Silently, they formed a circle.
"Death Eaters!" A man called from the shadows. "I have summoned you to discuss a plan of mine. And...to welcome a new one among us. First, my most loyal servant, Callista Vale, has discovered a new potion that will help me to complete power and perhaps immortality. Using several hard-to-find ingredients, she has found a potion that, when given to a child, it sucks the magical power and life out of them, leaving him or her dead, and me more powerful. It is very similar to a Dementors' Kiss, and because of that, we have christened it the Dementorious Potion."
"But, my Lord, that is utterly impossible!" One man sputtered standing forward. "Only Power Transfers can do such a thing!"
"Parra! How dare you doubt your master!"
Parra flinched, realizing what he had just said. "I am sorry, my lord.
The man laughed. "Callista! Do you have a bit of that potion with you now?"
"Yes, master." She fished through her pockets, presenting a bottle of the black liquid. "Here."
"Parra! Come here!" Parra stepped forward.
"Drink this."
"But, master-"
"DRINK IT!" He twirled his wand threateningly.
Parra took a gulp of the potion, and, like little Catherine Bones, he began shaking and twisting.
"Absorbus!" Again, the pale purple light came out of the Death Eater. The man sucked up the light, and Parra fell dead.
"Behold! I have taken the energy, life, and magical power out of him! I am now stronger, and he is dead. With this, I can eventually become immortal."
As the man began laughing, and his followers along with him, all of the Aurors awoke, feeling a strange sense of foreboding.
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Weird, no? I might make it a series, as I said. I stink at endings, so you have been warned. However if I do make it a series, I bet I'll like making up Callista some more. It's fun creating an evil female character.
I'm sorry if I made Voldemort kinda caring and 'I'm so proud of my little daughter-y figure! ::sniff sniff::'.
Please review, because it makes my day. If this story sucks, tell me, but give me some constructive criticism so I can learn how to make it better. Thanks for reading.
Disclaimer: I own Callista Vale, Mr. Barosine, Parra, the Dementorius Potion, Ari Prewitt, Christina Prewitt, Jonathan and Catherine Bones, their mom, and the Greenwood Potion.
P.S.- Thank you to Ferret with a Fez for reviewing my 'I Stand Alone' series. It makes me feel special that SOMEONE cares THAT much about what I write.
Star Gazer