Disclamiers: Never have and never will own Harry Potter. Hecks, I don't even own the story line because a tons of people have down this.


Chapter One: The Glass Sword

Bill At-Water was a giant of a man. He was a little over seven feet, broad shoulder, and very muscular. He was also very hot temper and was easily annoyed. It was a mystery why London's Museum of World History hired him to be a security guard. Of course the chances of any thief entering the building and exiting it in one piece while Bill was on duty was VERY unlikely. The only way you could steal anything from under Bill's nose was to have magical powers and that was impossible. There was no such thing as magic.

Bill knew his strength and his reputation of being very aggressive had gotten him the job, but he didn't really mind. He enjoyed walking around the museum looking at all the exhibits and getting the first peek at new things before reporters and the public got to. Like tonight, for example, he was all by himself, so it was very peaceful and quiet in the museum . He didn't have one of the younger security guards yakking his ear off, and he could take his time walking through the whole building. He was really glad that there was nobody here beside himself because he wanted to check out the new sword exhibit that was not opened to the public till next was no senior guard to warn him off from going into the sword room and no newbie to accidentally tell someone he went inside.

It was about five minutes till midnight when he arrived to the sword exhibit. He pulled out a key from his pants pocket and unlock the wooden double doors that hided the museum's large collection of swords from view. Entering the dark room, Bill groped for the light switch. Letting out a few curses along way to switch, he finally found it. He turn on the light, and was amazed on what surrounded him. The room was covered from ceiling to floor in swords. From sleek and thin samurai's swords to long and heavy swords of the Dark Ages, every type of sword could be found in this room.

The lone security guard took his time walking towards the middle of the room. He was impressed by every beautiful weapon he past, but the real prize was in the center of the room. Soon in his line of view was the grandest sword of them all. Laying on midnight blue velvet sheet in a large glass case was the sword that had all the museums workers in a uproar. The sword was sleek, thin, and was about the arm length of a average size man. The handle of the sword was made out of pure silver and a dazzling blue sapphire was inserted in the center of the handle and the blade…the blade was the loveliest thing that Bill had ever seen. It was made of some kind of blue-ish glass that looked like ice. Bill was sure if he could touch the sword, it would be cold as snow and it would have melted in his hands.

"Beautiful, isn't?"

By the time Bill whiped around with his gun raised, whoever had spoken behind him disappeared. Bill took a few steps away from the case, looking around for any movement or sounds that would alert him on where the intruder was hiding. Most people would have been scared knowing that there was someone else in a huge room with them, but he wasn't. Whoever the person was, it was a female. Bill wasn't sexist, but he could overpower most grown men. What were the chance of a woman doing him harm?

"That kind of thinking will get you killed," whispered a voice in his ear. " Women are the most dangerous creatures to ever exist."

Bill turned around again, but there was nobody behind him again. By now he was starting to freak out. There was no way that someone could move that quickly.

"Aren't you a smart one," the voice said above him. "But that isn't going to help you now. Avada Kedavra!"

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Draco Malfoy sighed in disgust when he realized that the security guard was dead. So you have claim another victim. How many more will you kill before we can take you done, the young man pondered as he got up.

Draco was surprise that his insane aunt didn't destroy the room like she usually did when she stole something. Even the glass case that had held the stolen glass sword was in prefect condition. The wizard was about to leave the room when the fluttering of wings alerted him that he was not alone. Perch on the center case was a cheerful- looking augurey. Draco had always believed that there was something wrong with the grey vulture- like bird. Augurerys were suppose to be gloomy and sorrowful, but this bloody bird was always happy and cheerful.

"Aira, make sure that nobody touches this body unless the police come or if Potter or I come back. If the police show up before we do, get out of here quickly. Got it?"

The bird let out a chirp that Draco took as a "got it." Knowing that the corpse was safe from harm, Draco ran off to make sure that his aunt didn't escape this time and to make sure that Potter didn't get himself killed. He was in no mood to explain to the leader of the Order of the Phoenix why they failed their mission again. This fact made him run even faster down the dim hallway hopefully towards his aunt.

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Bellatrix was slowly making her way towards the back entrance of the museum, sword in hand. These back doors would lead to a maze of alleyways that would make it impossible for anyone to follow. She was disappointed that this body didn't allowed her to use apparition , but if that was the price to keep on living, so be it. Bellatrix was in sight of the doors when a stunner spell flew pass her, barely missingher left shoulder blade.

"You know, Potter. You are really getting on my nerves. Curcio!" Bella yelled. From out of the shadows came a raven hair man who had dodged her attack. She yelled off a few hexes and curcio that missed as well.

"Old age most be getting to you, Bella because you -" Harry Potter began until he was force to duck. The diffindo that Bella cast flew over him and smash into a vase which shattered.

"Anything else you want to say before I kill you, Potter?" Bella growled.

"As a matter of fact, I do. Enjoy your trip."

Bella felt the spell before it hit her. The purple color spell slammed her and her prize into the wall. Malfoy walked over to Harry, watching his aunt.

"That was good use of wandless magic, Malfoy," Harry commented.

"We're not done yet, Potter. She wouldn't give up that easily," Draco said coldly as Bellatrix slowly got up. She picked up the glass sword and was now smirking. Harry was sure that Bella had a plan, and it was going to cause a lot of trouble for him and Draco. He glanced over towards Malfoy to see if he noticed Bellatrix's new attitude. He wasn't surprise to find Malfoy was in attack mode, wand ready to cast a spell quickly. Both wizards watched the mad witch like two cats hunting a mouse. A crazy, dangerous, blood loving mouse.

"You now what, boys? I think I will show you what I have been up to for the last year," She smiled crazily at the two men. "It could be very interesting to see what you two will do? It should be entertaining to watch."

" And that would be what?" Harry asked her, wand pointed at her.

"I'll show you." Bella took at the sword and swung it downwards to the ground. Before the blade hit the ground, she stoped. Bella took a few steps backwards, never taking her eyes off the spot where she swung the sword. Harry looked at Malfoy and mouth "what in the world was that for?" The blond hair wizard shruged his shoulders and mouth backed "how in the hell should I know?" Before Harry could mouth more, he was filled with a feeling of dread and felt…powerful dark magic. He went back looking at Bellatrix.

Harry was shocked to find that the hallway was slowly warping inward on itself as black lightning cracked all over the warping area. Soon the spinning room was a black hole that was sucking both wizards towards it. Furniture, pictures, and other decorations whirled past them into the black hole.

"Amazing, how a small thing could cause so much damage," the witch said, stroking the sword. "Follow me if you dare, young wizards, and see what lies behind this portal." Bella step into the portal and disappeared.

Horrible memories threaten to engulf Harry, but he push them to the back of his mind. It was no time to be strolling down memory lane. He turned to tell Malfoy to run like hell , but he was greeted by air. Glancing around, he was shock to find Malfoy walking calmly towards the black hole.

"What in the hell are you doing, Malfoy! Get your ass back over here!" Harry yelled.

"We can't let her get away, Potter!" Malfoy shouted over his shoulder. "And don't say she killed herself because I highly doubt she went to all this trouble just to commit suicide!"

"But!"

"You can stay here, or you can follow me." And with that, Malfoy enter the portal.

"I can't believe I'm going to do this. You better be right, Malfoy, because if you're wrong, when we get to hell, I'm going to kick your ass." Harry ran into the portal.


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