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Silver Dunes
By; Shinigami-Sama1
Chapter Two: Diagon Alley
March twenty-eight rose with the beautiful pinkish red dawn, and the shopkeepers in Diagon Alley paid it no more attention than a flea. The wind blew some of the spring leaves onto the drying snow on the cobble stone covered street, and some kids ran in front of their mothers to Gambol & Japes joke shop peering into the windows to look at the new toys and treats. A couple walked towards the Leaky Cauldron and some more witches and wizards entered and exited Gringotts Bank, while more apparated in and out of Diagon Alley.
Auroros leaned against a shop by the apparition spot and watched everyone coming in and out, while other auroros dressed in the red robes of their profession walked the busy street of Diagon Alley. None dared enter Knocturn Alley as many of the unsavory type of deals happen down there and it was likely to cause some trouble if an Auroro was found in the less respectable alley.
"Mommy, mommy look the little birdy." A little girl with caramel color eyes and sun dyed hair said pulling on her mother's magenta robes.
"Yes sweety now come along." The mother not paying attention to the blue jay that sat on the apple tree in by the bench in Diagon Alley. There were many benches scattered about the alley as to allow some reprieve for those shopping and walking for a long period of time during the day.
"But mommy. . " The little girl was lead away from the blue jay that sat on the apple tree.
". . .As I was saying there is too much destruction with that new Death Eater everyone is calling Blade. I think that the Ministry should really do something about that one. I mean no one is going to feel safe with HER running around and. . "
". . .Too bad the Ministry has such incompetent Auroros or this war would have been over along time ago with that Potter girl. . "
". . . Surge. I mean if they were able to find the wizard or witch that has that much power it would change the outcome of the war and then we would . .. "
"I told Daniel to keep look out for his little brother but he didn't listen to me. I mean wandering the hillside without someone with a wand would be inviting Greyback to dinner, and. . "
". . .Nope Dumbledore knows no more than we do on the possibility of the war ending this year. . ."
". . . Chances are next year there might be a restriction on who could buy where, and when. . . "
Amongst the chatter of the people of Diagon alley hidden in the shoppers were many in dark cloaks waiting,. . .watching abiding their time as they watched the people in Diagon Alley talk and wander about their business. White masks held in their hand the Black cloaked figures window shopped as they waited for the appointed time.
At noon many shopkeepers took to eating their lunch while the shoppers went to the little eateries and food shops about the place. The noon crowd began to thicken as the clock struck Twelve at noon.
Those trying to apparate found that they couldn't and the Auroros went to investigate the commotion. Some others had problems using the floo system in the Leaky Cauldron or getting out the Leaky Cauldron towards muggle London. The shops had worse luck as many tried to floo out through their connections as well and failed. Portkeys were useless as well.
BOOM!
The explosion knocked many to the floor and those still standing were blown to bits as the people in black robes donned their masks and began firing spells all over Diagon Alley. Over the smoke and screams bellowing out the Alley a lone figure emerged with a swagger to their hips.
/On the day I was born, the nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder, at the joy they had found /
The figure had not a black robe on their body, but a white mask with designs. The black boots had five inch soles and was belted to the knees where the boots stopped. Fishnets went up from there and where held by a garter belt. Creamy milky white legs in black fishnets in black boots with belts.
/The head nurse spoke up, and she said leave this one alone
She could tell right away, that I was bad to the bone/
Many of the Auroros present dropped their wands in the presence of the figure in front of them. The mos beautiful thing they had ever seen. They of course were blasted with many Crutacious curses and Avara Kedavra on the spot the next by the Death Eaters behind the figure with the tude.
A shredded black latex skirt with one side long covered the garter belt that peeked over the edge. A wide three inch belt hugged the narrowed hips tightly as two swords, four daggers, a battle axe and a whip held on to the spiked belt. Creamy stomach led up to a small corset covered chest with a shredded fishnet covering over it.
/I broke a thousand hearts, before I met you
I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone /
Small slim shoulders strapped with an inch belt going across the chest held more weapons and bottles of potions which many speculated were poisons for the unlucky fool. A black choker with spikes and a silver cross adorned the figures neck up to the face framed with bradded black tresses, all clasped with gold. The mask that covered the face had red lips and the eyes were covered in green cloth making it look like emerald eyes. Through the right eye an emerald diamond ran from atop the eyebrow to an inch from the jaw. On the left side the eye was adorned with a butterfly wing design with diamonds as stardust. A single star graced the left cheek
/I make a rich woman beg, I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush, and make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone /
Emilia stood over the fallen Auroros that stampeded out Gringotts Bank, her black braided hair fell over her shoulder. She had killed many of the Auroros with her daggers and those that got to close with her sword. In her mind a song played as she poured one of the vials on to the dead or wounded Auroros in front of Gringotts bank.
The Death Eaters were told to cause havoc, and so they were killing many and torturing others into insanity. Children laid fallen next to strangers or parents others hid crying by the shops that had closed their doors and refused to let any take refuge in their shops. Blood coated the cobble stones as the death counts increased with each swipe of her sword and other blood exploding spells the other Death Eaters were using.
Emilia stepped back as she let another explosive vial rip into another shop, some of the witches and wizards still alive and wounded cowered when they saw her masked face. She had earned her reputation at once entering the Death Eater circles, and was topside in less than three months. Blade was what they called her, she used blades but was just as quick with her hands and body parts as many Auroros trying to bring her in for questioning found out, just as flexible too.
/Now when I walk the streets, kings and queens step aside.
Every woman I meet, they all stay satisfied.
I wanna tell you pretty baby, what I see I make my own.
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone/
"Stop right there Blade."
Emilia cocked her head to the side as she turned. There in front of her was none other than Auroro Potter and his mutt Auroro Black. She knew who was their prisoner and what they were doing to him. She also didn't like them at all with their cocky attitude. There was a bet to see who would get the pleasure of killing these two idiots and it seemed Emilia might just win this time around.
"What do you think you were doing you Death Eater scum." Black's bark of a voice said in a sharp tone.
"Bad to the Bone."
The startled look on Black's and Potter's eyes was all she needed as she threw her self at them with the force of a raging dragon. The silver stick that elongated in her bent arm cracked with a force as she struck them both on the right cheek leaving blood running, a rapidly showing bruise and a cracked jaw.
"I believe it would be what would you BOYS be thinking, to be trying to touching my sliver rod stricken." Emilia held the stick like a training stick before proceeding to beat both of Potter's and Black's sides black and blue. They of course couldn't preform a spell because they dropped their wands and couldn't speak.
"AVADA KEDAVRA"
Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody stumped over the body of Emilia that laid on the floor and looked at his two top Auroros still standing but with soaring ribs and body parts.
"Be happy the little bitch didn't see me and couldn't avoid the spell this time around." Mad Eye growled at Potter and Black. It seemed he had been trying to kill Blade for a while.
"Yeah well she got us good for our stupidity." James Potter picked up his wand, Mad Eye had a done a quick healing charm, though not permanent.
"Let's go there are more to kill, they're destroying Diagon Alley." Mad Eye trotted away.
James Potter and Sirius Black proceeded to hurry the people to a near by shop, that opened for the Auroros and connected the floo network for a while.
In the background the clock chimed one o'clock in the after noon, and a body began to flex after ten minuted of stiff immobility. Black braided tresses fell covering the masked face as the person got up. Those close to the body turned to see the person rise with horrorfied terror filled eyes.
Emilia got up from the debris covered ground and got a twitch in her real eye. She was beyond ticked, beyond pissed. Anger rushed her every vein, adrenaline began pumping her heart like a nitrous filled engine in a racing tuned car.
"POTTER! BLACK!"
The roar broke many shop windows, and the magical wave after the scream was felt by those present and threw those nearest Emilia down creating a crater where she was. The wind about her picked up, throwing many to the floor making debris fly. The emerald eyes of the mask glowed and gave Emilia an eerie demonic look, as her braids flew suspended in the invisible wind.
James Potter and Sirius Black turned from the duel with the two Death Eaters they had just incapacitated. Their eyes widened as they saw Blade standing and with an aurora of magic very much powerful than anyone present. The emerald light glowing from the eyes of the mask scared them even more, but they hardened their features and began to fire spells at a rapid pace towards the cause of their distress.
"DIFFINDO"
"STUPIFY"
"TARANTALLEGRA"
"AGUAMENTI"
"AVADA KEDAVRA"
"INCARCEROUS"
"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS"
"CRUCIO"
"EXPELLIARMUS"
"FLAGRATE"
"FURNUNCULUS"
The spells were fired in a rapid succession. James and Sirius smiled besides themselves, the girl would be hard pressed to block all spells. Yet when the spells were about to hit their mark Blade waved her hand and they disappeared. Both Auroros and those present were flabbergasted as they saw some of the unblock able spells disappear into thin air, and the target with a hand on her cocked hip.
"Is that all you little boy scouts could do?. . .My turn." with a wave of her hand Emilia conjured burning whips that flew towards the shops and those present, be they Death Eaters, Auroros or civilians. The burns left third degree burns on those it touched. A cloud of black dust picked up and unfurled to those present and at that instant many Death Eaters took their pre-designated portkeys and disappeared into the blood red after noon sky.
Many of those present covered their noses trying not to breath in the black cloud.
A spiked silver rope wound about both Sirius and James chest bounding them both. Their gaze followed the metal rope to Blade as she held on tighter to it.
"Just so you know payback's a bitch."
The cord tightened before small spikes about an inch long expanded from the rope and inserted themselves into their captives. From the tips dragon blood leaked into the freshly made bloody wounds. To top it all off an electric current passed trough the rope and struck both James and Sirius making them both scream in agony.
"MAXIMUS EXPELLIARMUS"
Emilia flew through the air and landed near a broken down bench on fire. Her masked eyes landed on Albus Dumbledore and Alastor Moody which both preformed the spell at the same time. Her ribs hurt like hell but she was strong, she ignored the pain.
"Well well what did the bird drag in. A couple of turkeys."
Emilia's cocky attitude did not sit well with the Headmaster of Hogwarts. Dumbledore narrowed his blue eyes behind his half moon glasses. The girl he did not know and he did not like it one bit the aurora surrounding her slim figure.
"I'm sorry I do not know your name young lady. May I get your name again, miss?" Dumbledore asked with his goody-good grand fatherly persona.
"Emilia. But people tend to call me Blade. Sorry to say but need to go, it seems my comrades have left me to finish the chaos." Emilia smiled and put her hand in the air, palm pointing upwards.
"MORSMORDRE"
The skull with a snake sprouting from its mouth rose to cover the sky over the destroyed Diagon Alley.
"Sorry chick, got to split."
With that strange and witty remark Emilia disappeared in black smoke that cleared to reveal nothing of the former girl that stood there. The Auroros tried to restore order to the more than chaotic Diagon Allay as they delivered the injured to Saint Mungos Hospital to be treated for any injury attained during the battle.
As for James Potter and Sirius Black they were taken to the Order's Headquarters for treatment by Madame Pomfrey. There was no better Medi-Witch in the world than Poppy Pomfrey, Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry's own healer in attendance. As she strongly believed that this war had to end she would be the one treating the wounded with the potions and spells at her disposal.
"I would really like to know how that little girl survived the Killing curse." Moody growled out, he was in a ticked off mood for the fact that there still lurked a very deadly opponent in Blade.
"Yes it would seem so. Miss Jezebel Potter should be the only one to have done so in record history and it seems unlikely that the Death Eaters have figure out a way to disperse the spell and all other spells that are suppose to be unblock able. Maybe in the next round." Dumbledore turned to survey the damage done to one of British wizarding communities favorite place to shop.
The roof of many shops were caved in or burning. All glass was broken, wooden objects were burning as well as the bookshop Flourish and Blott's. Madame Malkin's Robes for all Occasions shop was on fire and many Auroros were tying to salvage the fabrics and robes. Ollivander's Wandshop was on fire and many of the wands were lost in the burning flames, before the fire was put out by a squad of Auroros and unspeakables working on damage control.
"Alas a sad day when one cannot shop without death."
Harry sat happily contemplating the new guard that was introduced as Alice Longbottom, as in the mother of Neville Longbottom, his best friend and personal Healer. Harry's emerald eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't really see because his glasses were broken three days ago by James Potter his supposed father from this world. From what Harry could squint was that she had longish blond hair and a slightly filled face like that of a Geisha, yet with beautiful sparkling crystal clear blue eyes, unlike Sirius whose eyes were more like grey-blue of a mirror. She had the red robes of an Auroro, just like her husband Frank Longbottom who had taken guard not but two hours prior.
Alice Longbottom was reading the latest issue of Medi-Witch Weekly which was a bit strange as she was an Auroro not a Medi-Witch. Tucking a stray strand of golden hair behind her ear she continued browsing through the pages of all the latest developments and commentaries of the healing world. She had wanted to join her friends Victoria May Black and Lily Marie Potter in becoming Healers and the later into a Healer and Unspeakable, yet she decided on a more exciting career as an Auroro following her husband Frank into battle.
"So you're Neville's mom?"
The slightly cracking voice startled Alice from the column about the latest potions that helped those with a certain curse effects. Looking up Alice stared at the wondering face of the prisoner of the order and she thought to her self. Should I answer him?. . He didn't know Neville and Neville had been dead for many years yet how did he know about him? My son was killed before this kid joined the death eaters. . yet how does he know about my son?
"That depends about who you are talking about? My son's been dead for many years and he had never met you before." Alice answered with a steely tone of voice. It still hurt her to know her eldest was dead at the hands of death eaters at the age of seven.
"Neville's dead? Well what a surprise, isn't that some shit. He's alive and well in my world, though probably worried about me. . . and damming me to hell and back too." Harry gave a crooked smile before adverting his eyes from the questioning gaze of Mrs. Longbottom.
"Damming you to hell?" the timid voice of the Auroro a starting contrast to that which was spoken with earlier.
"Yeah. Me and Nev go way back from Hogwarts, room mates and all that. Best friends too and Top Healer at Pirates Booty Medical Center. Me and him where close like brothers ain't nothing that I could get past him after the war." Harry smiled a bit at the memory of Neville's plump face telling him with his sharp blue eyes and dirty blond hair that he had to take care of himself or else.
"You knew my son?. . In that world you say you come from?" Alice looked curiously at Harry with a tilt of her head, with the look of either not to believe him or do.
"Yeah, well you and Mr. Longbottom where in Saint Mungos Hospital because you guys were tortured to insanity by some death eaters, and Neville's Gran had to take care of him. It was okay I guess, or well he always said. It was better than never seeing his parents like me, mine were dead and buried when I was a baby." Harry stopped playing with the loose string in his black robes.
"I was insane?"
"Yeah well the Lestrange had taken an irking to the thought of you guys still alive after the down fall of Voldemort and took to torturing you till you lost your mind and ended up in Saint Mungos in a ward. It was sad too cause after years you were starting to remember people before you were murdered by an attack on Saint Mungos by Voldemort's henchmen." Harry sighted as Alice sat back and picked up her magazine again.
"I don't believe you. It has to be a lie, you never met Neville and you are not from another world but brought back from the dead." Alice's steely yet whimpering tone told Harry all as she tried to hide behind the magazine.
Alice was pinning for the son she never knew or saw grow up and it tore at her that there might be somewhere where her some might feel the same. Harry relaxed against the cement wall getting lost down memory lane.
FLASHBACK
In another world, sitting by the tree that stood by the lake at Hogwarts were two boys of same age and about the same family history. One dirty blond hair with blue eyes and the other raven black messy hair with emerald colored eyes. Their robes laid thrown to the side in the summer sun as it dipped lazily over June cloud covered skies.
Neville Longbottom had lost most of his fat and was getting quite handsome with his six feet of height and his most noticeable feature of sparking blue eyes. His dirty blond hair was tied back at the nape of his neck and his white school uniform shirt was unbuttoned and spaying open over a white wife beater. His grey slacks were getting grass stains but he did not notice or care as he starred at the darkening sky above.
Harry James Potter was just as handsome as any actor or movie star in the muggle world with his roughed looks of a bad boy persona. Emerald eyes no longer framed by thick black wired glasses but by a more sophisticated small rectangular square like glasses that gave him the Lordish type of look. Black messy hair fell well over his shoulder blades and his black bangs covered the lightning bolt scar that had been given to him by his Arch-Nemesis Voldemort the now very dead Dark Lord. He was dressed the same as Neville with white unbuttoned shirt over white wife beater and grey slacks. Yet he has earrings three in each ear and three necklaces that were hanging over his wife beater.
"You know Nev, that when next year comes its all over right?" Harry's voice interrupted the silence as they watched the sun dip lower.
"Yeah. . well we'll have to make sure it's the best year of all, maybe something to liven things up." Neville nodded to himself before gazing sideways with narrow eyes. "Though Professor McGonagall would not like it one bit if there are far too many pranks on a certain group of people. It would have to be well planned out next year."
"I'm a Marauder's son, I can do many things." Harry's response was carried on the wind, yet not lost on Neville.
"Yeah well Marauder's son or not, if we get caught doing something anything rule breaking like we could get in big trouble." Neville's level headed response was all that was needed for a couple of minutes.
"I'm a Pirate and I can do everything without getting caught. Watch me." Harry's cocky grin had Neville rolling his eyes.
Ever since the end of the war back in February, Harry had been more depressed yet still held a strong front, even when the Ministry wanted to either arrest him or ask him for advice which in the end Harry had to reform the Ministry of Magic to his laws. Too many hours spent making a law book that touched every single conflict and anything wrong within the Ministry of Magic ancient laws and rules. Four months later and there is still conflict between the main Department of the Ministry and the Wizarding world making Harry begin to divide the book into three sections. The date for the Public Conference that would help many civilians express their concerns and other problems with the Wizarding community and population in whole. The three books titled: Laws for the Light, Laws for the Dark and Laws of Engagement. It was a beginning start for the new future that was starting to look brighter with Harry leading the way, and it seemed like all Magical creatures were in agreement with whatever Harry decided for them.
"Sooo. . .Seen the Twins lately?" Neville referred to their friends Fred and George Weasley who had been engaged to Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
"Yeah I heard they were awaiting their wedding days with trepidation I mean Marriage is such a big step, I myself don't even know if I'll ever get married any time soon." Harry laughed and laid to watch the night sky rise from the east, the sun was behind Hogwarts and sinking into the horizon.
"Yeah well since Luna has died I have yet to figure what I'm going to go now, I highly doubt that I'll be an auroro but healer is the same." It was well known through out the school that Neville Longbottom fancied Luna Lovegood the slightly dreamy eyed Ravenclaw a year younger than them and at her funeral he had the worst of time.
"Luna would want you to come around and live life again to its fullest. I think Ron has got it into his head since he was my best friend everyone should treat him like HE saved the world. Hermione has left him. . hopefully for the better. NEWTS coming up next year, I think I could pass the classes asleep if I wanted to." Harry smiled looking at a passing flock of birds.
"Yeah, probably. I think Professor Snape might actually be better next year don't you think? I heard Professor McGonagall has yet to assign a Transfiguration Professor and is doing both the Headmistress and Teaching Transfiguration duties very well. Though I'm going to be happy to get rid of Professor Arkwick for Defense Against the Dark Arts don't cha agree?" Neville looked over to gaze at Harry with his blue eyes.
"Yeah. Snape was actually surprised I got in to Potions but then again I did retake my OWLS and received a higher grade than the first time around. I mean gaining so much magic for my Magical Inheritance and then obtaining knowledge through an ancient tradition of the Potters and bonding with some Ancients was a really big boost for my Knowledge skills. I have yet to tell Hermione how I did it." Harry turned to look at Neville that was gazing at him with an interested look.
"Well, I think you should enjoy life to the fullest who knows when you end up somewhere where there is a hard luck life and then you would be reminiscing the good old days." Neville turned to look at the stars as they began to shine through the fading light of the sun.
"Yeah the good old days when life was peaceful and loving. . . .wait I NEVER had some good old days. God my life really sucks." Harry smirked.
Neville rolled on his stomach and began to laugh. "True YOUR life has never been normal, well time to get introduced into it."
"Snort Yeah right, MY life will never be normal, but that is okay I like it that way, it adds some flavor to it." Harry snickered before throwing out a full blown laugh.
"We aught to get inside. Worst be it if Professor Snape decides to take points off of Gryffindor for being outside." Neville got up and stretched his hand out to Harry, who took it and got up.
"Yeah. Be it worse if he decides us laughing would mean something disastrous for him." Snort.
"I never got to thank you Harry for helping me with Potions this year." Neville turned to smile at Harry.
"Yeah well what are Best Mates and Brothers from another mothers for?" Harry smiled in return.
"My brother indeed."
END FLASHBACK
Harry sat up abruptly as Remus entered the cell room. Alice as well looked up from the magazine in her hands.
"There was an attack on Diagon Alley, some of the Order members are wounded and they need those with Healing skills to attend to them while we contact Madame Pomfrey." Remus gasped out before turning to look at the prisoner then back at Alice. "I'll take over for you."
Alice nodded before leaving her magazine on the table and running out the door, that slammed shut once she was out an Remus in.
Remus Lupin sat down on the chair and rubbed his face. His worn robes hung a bit loosely on his frame and his greying honey-brown hair was in disarray. His oxford shirt was un tucked and his trainers where a bit worn as well as the vest and greyish black slacks he wore.
"Was it bad?"
The voice of Harry startled Remus out of his sad state. He turned amber eyes to look at Harry that was grasping the bars to the cell. His face was a bit dirty and his glasses where on the ground beside him. Unshielded emerald eyes sparkled with worry, and for a moment Remus saw Lily reflected in them.
"Why should I tell you? For all I know you'll think its great that so many where hurt and killed and the shops burned." Remus snarling remark answered Harry's question.
"I'm a healer, if the are needed then I should be doing something." Harry's sad answer had Remus sneering in a very Snapeish way.
"You a Healer? Ha tell me another one."
"I'm a Healer, and I have so many potions, I can help. I'm a Potions Master and a Healer and I have to help those I can. I don't want to be stuck down here knowing that there are people dying and I couldn't do anything because some hardheaded people wouldn't listen to me about what I could do to help." Harry's burning emerald eyes, made Remus start a bit before trying to put his two knuts in.
"Yeah right for all I know-"
"You don't know. I'm from a different world were the war has come and gone and where the potions are so advanced they take minutes instead of hours to begin to cure people. There's a cure for YOUR problem as for many others. I can do so many things to help if only you people gave me a change instead of accusing me of being the person you call me Dark Prince. I'm not evil, and I will never be. I am my own person and who should know me best but myself." Harry turned very pleading eyes onto a shocked Remus. "Please. Let me help."
Remus looked at the sad boy before him. Could it really be true about him having a cure for Lycanthropy? Yet there has never been anything that even suggested a treatment. The war has come and gone. . .could it be true?. . . yet they need as many Healers as they could get. James and Sirius are fighting for their lives and there is nothing anyone could do the healers present don't know about the affliction that ails both he Auroros and civilians have to deal with the rest of the Order members present and those that wished treatment from Madame Pomfrey.. . . If he could help. . . He could help. . .Sirius. . James. . .
"Very well but if you do anything bad to anyone you'll be killed on the spot, got it?" Remus opened the cell door.
Harry quickly got up and out of the cell. Brushing his black robes for dust he took out his necklace with charms on it pulling on a little charm that looked like a treasure chest. He slipped the necklace back into his robes and picked up his glasses from the floor.
"Could you enlarge this, it's my potions case and fix my glasses please Professor."Harry turned to Remus.
"Professor?" Remus stepped back, before taking out his wand and enlarging the chest and fixing Harry's glasses with a quick 'Reparo'.
"Uh. . yeah you were one of my Professors back in Hogwarts. Best damn Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor I ever had." Harry cracked a grin before putting an emotionless face and nodded to Remus.
"Right this way."
The hospital wing at Moody Residence was packed to say the least, ten Healers ran from bed to bed checking on the wounded and trying to help them to the best of their abilities. Blood covered the floor, from those with bloody wounds and with missing limbs. Children cried over parents and vise versa. The pristine hospital wing was in pure chaos. Auroros laid next to civilians whom where wounded or dying. Those healers whom were present were getting names and names of relatives for in case of an emergency. The wounded were detailing the accounts to any who listened.
Madame Pomfrey had arrived mere minutes before and was attending to many giving pain relieving potions and spells. Bandages flying and giving instructions to the other healers present for what they could do to the wounded for her.
On the bed farthest from the entrance laid James Potter and Sirius Black being attended by Victoria Black whom waved her wand and the wounds have yet to stop.
"I have no idea what could cause a wound not to seal. I hope Poppy comes over soon, the Bandages are bloody and I'm going to need to give them a blood replenishing potion soon again. They are losing far too much blood and the fever reducing potion I gave them is not working." Victoria told her best friend and confidence Lily Potter, who sat by her husband's bedside doing the same. . trying to save his life when it seemed there was no hope.
"Poppy HAS to help them. . I don't know what I would do without James." Lily shed some tears as she gazed at her husbands pail and sweating face.
"Yes.. . .oh here comes Alice. I heard Frank was also wounded." Victoria raised her violet green eyes to look at the other blond, who went to the bed across form theirs, where her husband laid with bandages up and down his body. "I heard he took a steel ball to the chest and it broke some ribs, and his leg was broken with a curse. Though it seems bad, but at least he responds unlike James and Sirius." Her eyes turned to look at said men.
Mad-Eye walked down the many beds getting statements about the battle and if anyone they knew was missing. There were two rows of beds with twenty four beds on each side. Both sides were filled and some chairs in the middle held some more people sitting down waiting for medical help. Saint Mungos must be fairing the same or worse with all the wounded and dead going into the hospital.
"What's you name?" Mad-Eye's voice startled the little girl clutching a burnt teddy bear.
"Mya Redbird sir." The little girl muttered.
"Where are your parents?"
"I don't know." the little girl began to cry.
Turning to the side Mad-Eye motioned for one of the nurses to take the child to someone who could help the little girl. Chances were she was going to go to an Orphanage if they could not find any living family. Walking to the next person on a chair he continued writing down information with a Quick-Note Quill.
Albus Dumbledore walked by many of the wounded and showed his support for their survival, yet his blue eyes saddened for those who suffered from the battle with wounds that would not heal. Dumbledore's long white beard was a bit in disarray, and his eyes were shadowed by black bags that hung with gloom for the lack of sleep he's had recently. His hundred plus year were beginning to show through the wrinkled robes, and tilting half-moon glasses on his long crooked nose.
"How are they holding up?" Dumbledore's kind voice startled Lily and Victoria out of their gloomy stare at their respective husbands.
"There is no reaction. The Fever Reducing Potion is not working and the fever we tried to avoid has climbed and settled in. The wounds won't stop bleeding and they are losing a tremendous amount of blood. They look to be tinging green and white with infection and venom but of what origin we do not know. Their nerves are on edge and their muscles twitch even with the Muscle Relaxant we gave them." Victoria turning to look at Dumbledore with piercing violet-green eyes and said with tremor. "When I find that Blade that did this to them She will pay dearly for the trouble she has been causing many."
"You'll have to await your turn." Mad-Eye's gruffy voice said from the other side of the room. "I got first dibs, and so do many other Auroros and people, there's a list so just sign on."
Madame Pomfrey quickly walked over to Lily and Victoria at that moment. Her greying brown hair was trailing some hairs and her kindly blue eyes where looking a bit horror stricken. Madame Pomfrey's healing apron was stained with blood and other unidentified liquids.
"Move aside ladies, I'll take a look." Her kindly voice was a bit stained in the chaos of the Moody Hospital wing.
Waving her wand with a long incantation, Madame Pomfrey narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips in frustration. Repeating the same motion again and again and again. With a Horrified look on her face she turned to stare at the two witches and wizard.
"I. . I. . can't do anything. This far beyond me. The poison has set in and is flooding their systems. The Fever is too much and the Blood lost is great. . .I'm Sorry Lily, Victoria but I can't do anything about it. Best choice would be to move them to Saint Mungos. . .to see if they could cure them. . .But." Madame Pomfrey's sad eyes and quivering lips made the two girl break down on their husbands limp forms and cry.
"Thank you Poppy. It would be best if you attend to Frank." Dumbledore's calm voice told the nurse everything. He was saddened at the lost of the most joyful gentlemen in the wizarding world and two of the best Auroros around since Mad-Eye.
Poppy Pomfrey Turned to the isle across from where she was and trotted over to see to the bandaged figure of Frank Longbottom. The rest of the patients were being taken care of for minor injuries attained during the burning buildings and wandering spells.
At that moment the doors to the Moody Residence Hospital Wing opened to let in two people.
Harry entered the Hospital Wing and surveyed the damaged attained by the people at the battle at Diagon Alley. It was utter organized chaos with people in chairs and up against the walls, blood coating the floor. He saw with his emerald eyes his first view of his mother at the end of the wing.
Remus stood by Harry's side and gently motioned for him to step forward, which seemed to have caused a reaction.
At once when the first person spotted Harry with his messy long hair and emerald eyes with lightning bolt scar chaos erupted. They started to scream drawing attention to the open doors of the Hospital Wing. Soon everyone except those in the back who had yet to see what all the commotion was about. . . That is all except Moody.
"Bloody Lupin brought the runt." Moody's electric blue eye was fixed on the figure that was being dragged by Remus to the back of the hospital.
"WHAT?" Both Lily and Victoria turned their eyes to the parting crowd.
"Hey Lily, Victoria." Remus casual manner had the girl blinking before turning Hate filled eyes on Harry.
Lily looked at the young man that stood before her. James had told her the identity of the Prisoner of the Order and she couldn't believe that the monster she had bore was brought back to life. Yet there was nothing mistaking the emerald eyes much like her own that stared at her through rectangular glasses with wire blue frame. The messy black hair was longer than James wore his and reached Harry's shoulder blades, the lightning bolt scar was still very much present hiding behind the bangs that fell over Harry's eyes.
"Why did you bring HIM here?" Lily's own growl was met with a growl by Moody.
Moody gruffly spun Harry from his arm and turned him to look him in the eyes . .er. .
"You think you could convince Lupin to bring you so you could cause more death? Hu, boy! Well think again!" Mad-Eye Moody threw Harry to the floor and took out his wand.
Harry stared up at the people around him before focusing his attention on Moody whom was the biggest threat yet. His emerald eyes narrowed behind his blue framed glasses. "Put the wand down. I'm only here to help."
"HELP! Help in what you little shit wad! Kill more people? Ease their suffering by killing them?" Mad-Eye's voice rang through the back of the hospital wing.
"NO. I'm a Healer and I have to heal people not kill them. Killing them would be your doing Mad-Eye." Harry's own growl was met with Remus's growl behind him.
"I brought him here to heal. He said he had potions in his chest box that could cure many things. I thought James and Sirius were having problems being cured. . If they are alright then I'll take Harry back." Remus raised his nose in the air for a second before looking down and extending his hand to Harry who took it and got up, picking up his potions chest.
"If I'm not needed. . . ." Harry turned to look at the sweaty prone forms of James Potter and Sirius Black with a sad look before turning to look at Moody and his still raised wand.
"I think we should give Mr. Potter a chance." Everyone turned to look at Dumbledore that was analyzing Harry with a very pointed look in his eyes. "If he could cure Messrs. Potter and Black it would do us a great favor."
"What is wrong with them if you don't mind me asking?" Looked up at Dumbledore with a curious look in his emerald eyes.
"You are the Healer, do your thing and see for your self." Victoria sneered at Harry with distaste, like that of a Pureblood gave to a Muggle.
"Right. I don't have a wand." Harry looked pointedly at the wizards present.
"Well tough luck." Mad-Eye growled.
"Well then its my turn to reveal an ace up my sleeve." With a shrugs Harry waved his hand to the side.
A pinkish light settled from the top of both James and Sirius heads, before in a line it proceeded to descend till it reached their feet before disappearing. A scroll opened over both the men and Harry stood in the space between both beds. A look of interest in his face as he rubbed his jaw line with thumb and index finger of his right hand.
Lily, Victoria, Mad-Eye, Dumbledore and Remus stared wide eyed in shock as they saw the pinkish glow of a spell pass over their friends and then the scrolls appearing over each body.
"You know wandless magic?" Remus asked timidly.
"Yeah. I'm powerful but I don't like to show it. It seems they have Dragon Blood in their veins. . .but not just any dragon it's a Norwegian Ridgeback, highly deadly on its own. The electric shock that is shown on the Nervus System worsened the seriousness of the blood by itself. The Fever that has set in is doing nothing more than spreading the blood faster and it's effects." Harry turned to look at Lily and Victoria each pointy. "The Blood Replenishing Potion did slow the Dragon Blood down for a bit. I can treat it, MY potions work in seconds and they would be okay in half an hour or less unless something else arises."
Lily and Victoria looked at each other. Harry it seemed was asking their permission to cure both James and Sirius. He had figured out what was wrong with the guys and said he had a cure for the ailment. . .yet he was a death eater or was in his past life and wasn't to be trusted. With a look Lily nodded her head, Victoria nodded as well hoping for the best.
"Right. Well any of you guys a nurse?" Harry asked over his shoulder while opening his potions box and moving the bottles from the four pull out shelves and picking up to medium size shot glasses.
"I am. . .and Lily has training." Victoria walked closer to see the many sparkling potions in their labeled bottles. . LycanMagus. . .Vampyright. . . ?
Turning to look at the Veela nurse he handed over two little tubs of cream. "Rub these in their wounds. It's SanaPoma or a Healing balm. It gets rid of bruises, cuts, deep wounds, infection and begins the process of mending the skin together. It would help with their wounds and make them heal faster from the outside. . .The Dragon Blood is delicate with spells and you might just injure them more if you tried one."
Victoria passed the second tub to Lily who began to disrobe James to get to his bloodied wounds easier. Victoria was doing the same to Sirius, trying to hope that what Harry said was true about the balm they were rubbing into the wounds of their husbands.
"Kay, now they'll have to drink these lovely potions. . .unless you guys want to add flavoring to them they are rather tasteless as is how I produce them." Harry held both of the shot glasses with different swirling colors. He gave the girls a pointed look that they understood immediately.
"Uh yeah. . what flavor can you give it?" Lily looked away from the emerald eyes that were so much like her own.
"You mean what potions are in there and what do they do?" May-Eye decided it was time he entered the conversation while Remus stood back with an agitated look and Dumbledore sucked on a Lemon Sherbert.
"Any flavor, except meals. It's mostly sweet candyish or some sort of drink flavored. The potions is the glasses are: Super Healtropicana, which has all healing elements to heal any spell work and any liquid that has entered the blood system, muscles or coated the bones. Armilla, one of my personal favorite, it strengthens the body's immune system and creates a fluid that combats any poison that enters the body. Draconis Drought, it nulls any dragon ingredient that has entered the body." Harry smiled at the awed looks of Remus and Lily.
"You invented those?" Lily asked with a slight show of pride in her eyes. My son a Potions Genius?. . its amazing.
"Yeah well I needed to practice my potion work, and it turns out I have skills. So what type of flavor or not?" Harry looked away from the look his mother was giving him. It was unsettling that she quickly went from evil glare to awed look and maternally pride.
"Maybe Chocolate would be better. I mean it cures many things, and would remind them of chocolate frogs." Remus answered before he was nodded as acceptable by the girls.
"Kay right chocolate." Harry took a small thin vial with a tear dropper and dropped three drops into each glass, before putting the vial away and getting out a metal rod to stir the flavor in.
"Here you guys give it to them. I would rather they not know it was me." Harry said with a sad look in his eyes before closing his chest and turning to look at both Remus and Dumbledore expectantly. "So anything else or I have to go back to my cell?"
"Actually can you look at Frank?" Alice came over to where Harry stood with his Potions chest in hand.
"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked immediately, as the two figures in the bed that he had just treated began to stir with soft moans.
"Uh. . .Broken bones. Madame Pomfrey does not have her Skele-Grow with her and so is unable to cure him. I was wondering if there was something fast acting that you had. . .That you could give him fro the pain. The Pain Reliever charm has worn off and there is no Pain Relieving Potion available because his ribs are crushed. . and." Alice tried to explain with a sobbing voice, she feared her husband was going to die without immediate help and was suffering from the crushed ribs and other injuries.
"Right lead the way." Harry muttered and followed Alice and Dumbledore to the bed across from James and Sirius, whom were waking up and trying to see who was around them but being held down by Lily and Victoria.
Frank Longbottom was a tall man with about a six feet ten figure and dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. He was eyeing Harry with slight doubt from in between the many layers of bandages covering his entire body. Frank, it looked like, doubted Harry had anything better than the regular Healer.
"Uh yeah I see you too." Harry smiled before waving his hand. A pinkish light began to decent from his head to toes before a scroll appeared before him. Taking the scroll Harry read to Alice muttering his two knuts while at it. "Six broken ribs, the rest fracture. . even I never had that. Nervus System damaged badly. .uhe I never had that happen to me before, Probably will not have movement if I don't help. Broken wrists and ankles, . .Damn wow. Fractured skull and jaw line. Punctured lungs, and kidneys. . .Oh my god and you're still alive? Stomach acid leaking trough tear in stomach lining and it seems to be hurting the rest of his organs. Multiple bleeding wounds not to serious but the amount and blood lost is staring to strain, . .I have never-"
Alice looked horrified as Harry read the scroll. The readings she got weren't that specific just that there were some organ damage and bone breakage. Madame Pomfrey had the same result with her spells but Harry had every single bloody detail.
"Can you help?" Alice timid voice interrupted Harry's commentating about Frank's wounds, whom Frank was looking just as Horrified as his wife.
"Uh yeah give me a sec." Harry put his chest on the side table and opened it. Rummaging through many of the bottles he took out five bottles and giant shot glass with lines. Turning around he presented Alice with the glass before telling her the purpose of each bottle and why Frank needed it.
"This lovely silvery pink is Armilla, it strengthens the body's immune system and creates a fluid that combats any poison that enters the body, it'll get rid of the stomach acid hurting the other organs. . and cure any infection or poison that has entered the body. This brown one is Skele-Grow, my modified version, it'll fix the bones and everything without the nasty taste as it is tasteless. This nicely reddish one is Blood Replenishing Potion, again tasteless. This other golden-creamy swirl is my personal called Nervus Relief, it cures the effects of the Crutacious curse with no after taste of effects of any kind. This Purple one is Brain-age, anything wrong with the brain it will begin to cure, such as a tumor or concussion caused by an injury to the head. Well that's it I think he needs to take." Handing the now filled shot glass to Alice he turned to Frank. "It'll be five minutes to ten before those bandages should be removed. It's ten for the potions to finish their jobs, unlike the regular overnight instruction for the Skele-Grow and the Blood Replenishing potion. But hey the faster it works the faster you could get out of here. Right?"
"Very nicely Mr. Potter I believe we should have some of your potions in our cabinets if they are tasteless right?" Dumbledore's smile had Harry grinning and blushing. "But you forgot to ask Alice if Frank wanted some taste into the Potion like James or Sirius."
"Oh right. .Forgot."Harry turned to look at Alice as she was leaning to pour the potions from the shot glass down Frank's throat. "Does he want any candy flavoring or not?"
Alice stopped to look at Frank who blinked twice.
"Yeah sure what flavoring do you have?" Alice smiled at Harry whom was showing her the bottles of flavors. "I'll take the Pumpkin Juice flavored one." After Harry dropped and mixed the contents of the shot glass, Alice turned to Frank and gently poured the potions down his throat stopping to let him taste the flavor before pouring some more.
"Well my work here is done." Harry turned to Professor Dumbledore whom was watching him with a smile.
"So Mr. Potter how much for bottles of all the potions in your chest box for both the Hogwarts Hospital Wing and Moody's Hospital Wing?" Dumbledore offered Harry a Lemon Sherbert from His little candy sack.
"No thank you. Well I need to find out the income of average people and the calculate about how much do you want? You want it in: vials, bottles, quarts, gallons, kegs, or barrels? Also what type fo potions do you need? I have Pirate's Booty catalog and would gladly let you pick from the list there." Harry tool out a little card with Pirate's Booty in the center in big letters and where it is Our Duty, to do Your Booty, at the bottom of the card with Harry Potter and Owner at the bottom. "Just write 'Catalogue' on the back or tap it twice and it'll turn into a catalogue which appears for one hour before turning back into a business card which you can carry in your pocket and such."
"Well Thank you very much Mr. Potter. I'll review the catalog and if there is anything I would like I'll come to you. In the mean time Remus would escort you back to your cell and You can ask him about the economy and such questions that he may be able to answer." Dumbledore eyes twinkled merrily as he turned to look at Sirius and James whom were rubbing their eyes and asking their wives something or another.
Without a backward glance at the people that were his blood relation in this world Harry walked away, his black robes billowing behind him much like the Hogwarts Potions Master.
Remus followed at a leisurely pace after he waved James and Sirius good bye.
The Hospital Wing doors closed and Harry let out the breath he was holding, smiling slightly at Remus who looked at him weirdly he commented.
"Well. . . that went better than I expected, hu Moony?"
He turned and walked away missing the look of surprise coming from Remus's face or the lax-ing of his body. Harry waited to feel the connection between himself and Emilia connect as he wanted to make sure she was okay and what she wanted to report about the happenings in the Death Eater hoard. He knew there was probably going to be trouble later on and he didn't want to have to deal with it.
Jezebel sat on the Gryffindor table next to her was Ron and Lavender, across was Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and Pavarti Patil. Her little brother was seated to the end of Gryffindor. Jezebel eyed her friends before filling her plate with food of all type from the Dinner plates and choices. Her black hair was hidden under a cap as she had been a victim of a prank from some Slytherin bastards, whom had turned it Slytherin green.
"Did you hear? That Parkinson Pug was telling Millicent that Her mother had told her that sooner than later the Dark Lord is going to be attacking here at Hogwarts, but then Malfoy butted in and said something about the walls having ears and eyes. Padma heard it from Abigail whom heard it from John and Jack whom were told by Hanna whom heard it from that painting on the fourth floor where the mother from the first floor with that ugly violet gown heard it from Lord Barmy near the dungeons entrance." Pavarti said sipping her pumpkin juice. Her long dark hair was cascading behind her ivory skin.
"Well we'll be ready for her." Ron said shoveling food in his mouth, he had such a messy tendency to eat with his mouth open and talking with his mouth full.
"Yeah besides, I'm more than able to take care of him by myself even without Dumbledore's support." Jezebel said with an air of arrogance as she herself shoveled food into her mouth much like Ron.
"Jezz sweety shouldn't you be watching your weight?" Lavender said. Her eyes narrowing on Jezebel's slightly rotund stomach just waiting for it to expand with the amount of food Jezebel was eating.
Jezebel looked at herself then at Lavender, she knew she wasn't beautiful but she wasn't ugly like that Millicent girl from Slytherin. She wanted to loose some pounds but she couldn't resist the extra helping each night or her nightly visits to the kitchens.
"I don't see a problem." Jezebel said with a snap at Lavender before returning to her Shepherd's pie.
Just then a herd of owls poured from the ceiling all clutching newspapers for the Daily Prophet Evening News. There was a scramble while many reached their subscribers and all those that read the Daily Prophet. Once everyone had received their copies and the owls from the Prophet were paid the Great Hall cleared of birds. Many sat reading the news before spitting out their food or drink, many choking in the process.
Jezebel eyed the Daily Prophet with narrow eyes, there was a picture of that new Death Eater at the front, strutting her way through Diagon Alley in the background fires burned and Death Eaters roamed freely. She didn't like the new Death Eater, she was beautiful and from the picture was very shapely. From the corner of her eye she saw Ron drool a bit looking at the Daily Prophet. She looked at the rest of the guys, they too had a bit of a glazed look in their eyes.
"See Jezz, this Blade Death Eater has a very nice figure, like the type you see on a Veela." Pavarti commented earning a glare from other girls for stating the obvious and a nod from the male population.
"Well that Blade is a Death Eater who knows what dark potions and spells she had used to look like that. Bet you anything she was an old hag till she met the Dark Lord." Jezebel said eyeing the picture with distaste as Blade flipped her off before kissing her hand hitting her chest and slapping her ass in the 'Kiss My Ass' signal. Jezebel's scowled darkened.
"Well I still think she's gorgeous even if she is a Death Eater." Dean sais followed by nods from the male population around the Gryffindor table.
"She may look good but she's probably a murdering whore who sleeps with all the Death Eaters, and that's very immoral." Jezebel glared at everyone daring them to say something otherwise. When no one responded she folded the newspaper and continued to eat.
Around the hall many noticed the empty seat of Professor Dumbledore and some others while Professor Snape dared many to look at him with a sneer and a loathing look. Some muttered about him, but not by much, he rarely left his dungeons and when he did woe is he whom crossed him.
The students trickled out of the Great Hall many going to their dorms or common rooms to finish their homework or study chatting all the while with their friends and roommates about the Evening Prophets news and what that could mean to them. Many where wondering whom died and whom was injured waiting in Saint Mungos for medical help.
Shinigami-Sama1: Hey you guys thank you for you patience and everything. On note this story should already be written or in process of continuing with it, and everything and I'm just posting chapters once I see people like this story very much.
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