In the Land Where Angels Dare to Cry

Hermione appeared in a dark but luxurious room. The shades were shut so no sunlight would come through but every piece of furniture spoke of the massive fortune of the owner. The walls were lined with black bookshelves and wardrobes and were adorned by numerous paintings of former dark wizards and witches.

In the very middle of the room, against the central wall, was a massive king sized bed with dark green sheets and pillows. On the bed sat a naked woman who was facing the opposite direction as if she was trying to look through the shades of the window. In came a lump man who had a strong resemblance of a rat. He was the type of a servant who would follow the highest bidder and now it meant the Dark Lord.

"Your Master wishes to see you, my Queen." With those words, the woman got up and walked to the nearest wardrobe as if there was nobody else in the room but her. The man looked away from the woman's body as if it burnt his sight-it was after all unbecoming to ogle Lord's mistress. Although he couldn't deny that his Master did indeed have a good taste in women for this woman was one of the most beautiful females he has ever seen. When the woman had gotten dressed and made-up, he followed her through the door in the direction of the Main Hall to see their Master.

"Ah Minerva, nice of you to join us." said the Dark Lord who sat in a high back chair that resembled very much a throne. "My Lord." Minerva said with a nod and went to sit in another throne-like chair next to the Dark Lord.

"What do you have, Avery?" asked the wizard a man who seemed to tower over everyone else. He had jet black hair tied in a low pony tail. This man was clad in black robes just like everybody else in the room.

"My Lord, we have spotted a French village with a few dozens of inhabitants, where the suspect of high importance should be hiding." If Minerva had the command of her own facial mimics, she would have sarcastically smirked even despite the situation-suspect of high importance was an excuse to slaughter people.

"Very well, take as many as you please. But I do not want any survivors. Wipe that village off the face of Earth. Your Queen will join you later to confirm the success of the mission."

"Yes, my Lord." The wizard bowed and motioned for others to follow him out of the Main Hall leaving the two of them alone.

They sat in silence for a few minutes as if the Lord was contemplating something. Just then he decided to speak. "Minerva, I wish it weren't this way but I know that I cannot release you from the curse. I wish you could see my way." Minerva turned to look at him as if on command. "Alas, your eyes, even bound, speak volumes of what you feel and I know that you will never feel the same way. I would rather have you here with me alive than dead."

"I think you should go to oversee the operation now." And without a blink of an eye, she was gone.


When Minerva apparated to the village it was night and half of the place was already on fire. Cries of pain and anguish could be heard from several directions. She set out to walk on what seemed to be the main street. A villager was laying on the street in a puddle blood; she could see he was not dead. Yet. She approached him and the man looked at her and said: "Help." And help she did for she mercilessly killed him with a Cruciatus curse. That man would not survive even with the best medics in St. Mungo's. After a few more victims, Avery approached her.

"My Queen, we believe that we have taken care of everybody in the village."

"You may apparate back; I shall walk through the village to make sure nobody's survived."

"Yes, my Queen." And with that he gave out orders to apparate back and vanished with others.

Minerva stood in the middle of a small square with a Christian statue of an angel in the centre. She looked at the statue and with a harsh laugh crashed it with a powerful curse. The stone angel burst into thousands of small pieces and scattered around. She started to head towards a lonely house that survived the raging at the end of the road and in the process took in the calming silence of the place. It looked as if Armagedon stroke with all the houses on fire and dawn starting to emerge on the sky. If it wasn't for the dead bodies, the place looked almost poetic.

Minerva opened the main door and stepped in the house. It was a family house and there were frames with photos all over the place. She walked up the stairs and looked through various rooms until she stopped in front of the doors that undoubtedly led to a child's room. She slowly opened the door and stepped in. There was a small white bed, colourful carpet and a toys chest that was un-orderly pushed off the wall. Just as she turned around and was about to head out she heard sobs coming from behind the chest. She spun back and out of the chest peeked out a girl of possibly 6 years.

"Êtes-vous un ange?" It was an innocent question. A question that could come from someone who yet had to be corrupted by the world's influence. There was no doubt where the girl got the thought for Minerva had indeed looked as if she was from the outer world with her hair flowing freely around her, clad in beautiful voluminous robes and with a face that could have been carved by Gods themselves.

"Au contraire, mon enfant. Je suis le diable." With those final words Minerva raised her wand and casted the deadly spell. The child fell over the chest in a heap. The only sign that the girl was once alive were the tear marks on her cheeks. Minerva turned around and headed back out the door as if nothing had happened. Her face was set in a cold mask, yet the only give-away were her eyes that screamed the indescribable pain and battle within.


Translation: Êtes-vous un ange? – Are you an angel?

Au contraire, mon enfant. Je suis le diable. – On the contrary, my child. I am the devil.

A/N: I am sorry. I feel like this chapter hasn't come out the way I wanted to. It is meant to be a bit morbid so I apologize if the last bit was a bit over the top. Please, please let me know about your thoughts. I would love to know them because I feel a bit desperate about this chapter:/ Cheers, H. xxx