Harry Potter and the Mudblood's Tale
Chapter Four: Free Periods
A Harry Potter Fanfic
Written By: Ischza
No copyright infringement intended. Everything you recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling. The plot of the story is mine. Some of the characters you may not recognize are probably one of my original characters. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
Quidditch. The most popular game among witches and wizards. Quidditch is one of the most essential parts of ancient wizarding history. Well, to the Quidditch fans, that is. The game got its name from the very first place wizards were seen playing it called, Queerditch Marsh. But this isn't an account of Quidditch History, my people. You can read this in Quidditch Through the Ages if you're all so interested in that.
You see, this is an account of what happens to our dear heroes on their seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. So let's get back to business now, shall we?
It's Thursday and the seventh years have their free periods that afternoon. Harry and Ron had scheduled Quidditch try-outs for the students who wanted to join their team which had to consist of all the houses at Hogwarts. Hermione and their new Slytherin friends took their seats by the stands to watch the ongoing try-outs. The pitch was packed of people from all houses that they had a hard time scanning the place for Harry, Ron and Ginny. Finally, they spotted Ron and Ginny's fiery red hair and they focused their eyes on that spot all throughout Harry's projection of amusing expressions that he'd always failed to control.
"Um, right," he began. "Thanks for coming here to take part of today's try-outs. I have to say that I'm quite surprise that a lot of people showed up so..." An awkward pause and his fellow schoolmates stared at him like he was a god or something. "Right, let's get down to it then. We need only four people out of the uh, thirty or so people from you lot."
Lots of grumbling and small protests erupted from the crowd upon that piece of information and Harry started tugging at his hair making it even messier than it already was. Thanks to Ginny's tact, she stepped forward, her red face matching her hair as she glared at the students present.
"Stop your grumbling and get your frigging arses on your brooms and up in the air or I'll hex you. What do you expect? That you will all get in on the bloody team? Quidditch only requires seven players. Not THIRTY-FOUR!" she sneered in such a Slytherin way that Pansy, Blaise and Draco smirked proudly at the girl, making Hermione shake her head in empathy.
"Okay, on to your brooms then. Those who want to be chasers, start showing us your skills by trying to throw the quaffle past the hoops Ron will be guarding," Harry said and twenty-one students immediately mounted their brooms waiting for his signal to kick off the ground. "On three... One, two, three!" The students flew up into the air and Ron soon followed with the quaffle.
Ron grinned at a dark haired boy and said, "Catch," and the boy swiftly flew to where the quaffle went and caught it with a defined grace that Ron widened his eyes in awe. "You're good, mate. What's your name?" he asked.
"Lopez. Carter Lopez, fourth year from Hufflepuff," the boy answered as he grinned back at Ron.
"Alright then, Lopez. Try shooting some hoops," Ron gave him a signal and Carter immediately started moving towards the goal posts. He flew towards the right post and aimed there while Ron quickly flew towards that direction but Carter just flew more to the right and then around the post and then right at the middle goal post, he shot the quaffle straight through the goal.
Ron, a bit startled at the boy's strategy just shook his head and grinned disbelievingly. "You're in mate. Next!" Nineteen students later, Miles Bletchley's turn came up. Ron glared at the Slytherin boy who just stared back nonchalantly. He looked bored and this irked Ron even more.
"Let's just get this over with, Bletchley," he said and passed the ball over to Miles.
Miles caught it and then he shrugged. "Fine with me," he replied. In a second, he flew fast towards the posts and Ron braced himself for his incoming aim. Miles smirked and gave a quick shoot of the quaffle past the right goal post which Ron failed to catch. It was just too fast, the way the quaffle came towards the goal post.
"What the hell?" Ron stared at the quaffle that was about to fall towards the ground but Miles immediately caught it in approximately five seconds. He sighed. "Fine, you're in," and then he flew to the ground as their team finally found two needed chasers.
"Bletchley and Lopez made the team," Ron mumbled grumpily at Harry who just grinned at him. When Carter and Miles got off their brooms, Harry went over to them and congratulated them, sort of.
"Glad you guys made the team. Do you mind testing out the beaters?" he asked and the two chasers nodded. "Alright then. Those who are trying out as beaters, get on your brooms now. On three... One, two, three," and the remaining students flew up into the air along with Luna Lovegood who actually came to participate in the try-outs.
The three chasers, Ginny, Miles and Carter followed them to the air and the try-outs for beaters commenced. "Send us some bludgers. We'll start with you," Ginny pointed to a toned boy-man and he nodded. He tried aiming the bludger at Miles who avoided it easily so he tried sending it to Ginny, probably thinking that she'd be an easy target but of course not.
About six people later, a fifth year Ravenclaw named Reuel Dwindler showed off his skills by missing Ginny by an inch and slightly hitting Carter on his arm. "He's in," Carter half-groaned and Ginny smiled at the Hufflepuff in amusement.
Finally it was Luna's turn. She didn't even look a tad bit nervous and Ginny grinned at her friend. "You know that we won't go easy on you, right Luna?" Ginny asked.
Luna smiled at that. "That's good to hear," she said.
Then from the stands, they all heard Hermione and Pansy say, "Go Luna!" while Draco and Blaise gave loud whistles to cheer her on. This seemed to boost Luna's hopes even more. She took a breath and when the bludger came, she swung her bat and impressively, almost hit Miles by a quarter of an inch.
"Bloody hell," Miles gaped at her, adrenaline shooting out in his veins. "You almost... you almost -"
"You're in Luna!" Ginny shrieked happily and flew towards the girl and hugged her with one arm.
"Thanks Ginny," Luna replied with a smile of her own. And then to Miles, "I'm sorry I almost hit you."
Miles just continued gaping at her with inane incredulity so Carter answered for him. "That's the idea isn't it? Even I got hit," he grinned at her and she grinned back.
They all flew down and Harry and Ron ran towards Luna and gave her a hug to Luna's surprise. "I'm proud of you, Luna," Harry said. "Really, really proud."
"Thanks Harry," Luna replied. And then Ron pulled her towards him and gave her a bone crushing hug.
"What would we do without you Luna? You were brilliant!" he beamed at the girl. "I could kiss you for scaring Bletchley off!"
Luna blushed at that. Then realizing what he had said, "Blimey! Sorry bout what I said Luna. I... didn't mean it." Luna just nodded at that, still overcome with surprise and her face still red with embarrassment.
A few seconds later, Hermione and Pansy came running down the pitch to congratulate Luna with Blaise and Draco grinning as they trailed behind the excited girls. "Luna, you were absolutely wonderful! I wish I could've improved on my Quidditch skills," Hermione said as she hugged one of her dearest friends.
"You should practice, Hermione. I'm sure you can do it too if you tried," Luna smiled.
"This calls for a celebration! Come on let's all make our way to the Heads' Common Room and have a grand time gossiping," Pansy proposed and they all agreed.
"You act as if you own the right for the bloody common rooms. And gossiping?" Blaise teased and Pansy rolled her eyes in good humour.
"I think Pansy's right," Hermione said approvingly. "Bletchley, Lopez and Dwindler can come too."
The three boys accepted the invitation and they all went to the direction of the Heads' Common Room at the third floor. Blaise gave the password and they all walked inside, loud chattering heard almost throughout the hall of the third floor.
"You know, I could get used to all this. You are so lucky Hermione," Pansy said as she plopped down on the soft couch with a sigh.
"I'm hungry!" Ron complained and Ginny wacked him on the head making the others laugh.
"Honestly, Ron. Is food all you think about?" she hissed at her brother who glared back at her.
"You can't blame me. The last meal I had was like, five hours ago," Ron retorted.
Draco who sat between Pansy and Hermione was chatting with the girls about an assignment on Charms that was due the next morning caught Ron's eye and he instantly felt a jealous rage towards the boy. He stood up and walked over to the couch and glared at Draco who didn't seem even a little threatened of his fuming state.
Ron diverted his attention to Hermione who looked surprised at his sudden show of emotions. "What is it Ron?" she asked nervously.
"I was gonna ask if you'd like to go to the kitchens with me," he answered with gritted teeth. Pansy resisted the urge to snort at that. Draco sat there, glaring at him unashamedly. The others in the room noticed the tension and sudden rivalry between the two boys as Hermione obviously looked like she wanted to refuse Ron's offer.
"Um, Ron I -"
"Ron, I can go with you instead," Luna cut in making Ron whip his head in her direction with surprise written across his face. "I'm kinda hungry as well. Let's go," she took his arm and dashed to the exit of the common room before he could even complain.
Hermione heaved a sigh of relief to have finally gone out of that awkward situation. They all continued chatting about the new school year at Hogwarts and Quidditch and the infamous ball they had to prepare.
"Don't you guys think it's a little weird? Not to see Professor Snape strut inside the classroom with his usual gloomy aura scaring us all to bits?" Blaise asked with a small laugh.
"You sound like you don't like the guy too much. Even if he was your head of house," Carter said with a questioning glance on the older boy.
"No, not really. He was never the affectionate type if you know what I mean," Blaise said with another laugh.
"He's a lot more than you think," Harry said quietly. "He's... Well, I guess he was just probably misunderstood."
"He was a Deatheater," Draco stated as he glanced at Harry. "I assumed he was the Dark Lord's favourite."
"He was," Harry nodded. "He was." Draco continued to stare at him with curiosity in his eyes but he kept quiet. The silence thinned when Reuel brought up the subject of possible team names.
"Harry's Team sound alright?" he asked and the girls rolled their eyes for his lack of creativity.
"Very creative, Dwindler," Blaise snickered.
"How about 'Team United' then?" Carter asked.
"Uh, no Carter. It still lacks something," Ginny said kindly to the younger boy.
"How about an animal? For example a tiger or something," Miles suggested.
"Sounds like a muggle team," Hermione said.
"Hey! How about 'Hogwarts Hedgehogs!' I've always wanted one," Pansy said happily.
"Errrr.. No, I don't think so Pans," Draco said awkwardly. That sounded horrible.
"Hedgehogs?" Harry's head shot up. "That rings a bell."
"Oh please Harry, we can come up with something else," Ginny pleaded.
"There's that videogame Dudley used to play. The character was a hedgehog but I can't remember his name but it sounds great," Harry said.
"Sonic?" Hermione answered and Harry's eyes lit up.
"Yeah, that's it! Thanks Hermione!" Harry beamed at his best friend.
"Team Sonic...Uh, something's missing," Blaise muttered absent-mindedly.
"Team Sonic Hedgehogs?" Pansy suggested.
"Pansy, stop it with the hedgehogs," Draco practically whined.
"I'm sure it'll all hit us like, 'Boom!'" Ginny said. "In perfect time."
"'Boom' huh... How about 'Hogwarts Sonic Boomers'?" Miles asked and they all stopped talking. They just let the name hang.
"'Hogwarts Sonic Boomers'..." Harry said quietly and thoughtfully. "That sounds... impressive."
"I kinda like it," Ginny grinned and they all chuckled. "It's a pretty cool name."
"Someday, I'll make a broomstick with that name," Blaise said jokingly.
While they all laughed and talked about humorous and nonsensical things, an owl suddenly tapped on one of the windows. Hermione stood up and walked towards the window to let the owl in with a piece of rolled parchment tied on its leg.
She thanked it before setting it free and opened the letter. She read it with furrowed eyebrows and then she turned to her classmates. "All volunteers for the dance committee are required to take part at the meeting in the Great Hall at exactly six-thirty. We have ten minutes," she said.
Blaise groaned and summoned his things via magic while Hermione went upstairs to her bedroom to get her things the muggle way. When she got back, Blaise, Draco and Pansy were ready. Just then, Ron and Luna sprung out from the portrait hole with food in each of their arms.
"Time to eat," Luna said happily while Ron just dropped the acquired food on the table. He just noticed that Hermione, Draco, Blaise and Pansy were carrying some of their school stuff.
"What's going on?" he asked with suspicion and unrefined irritation.
"Meeting at the Great Hall for the dance committee," Hermione explained sounding apologetic. "I'll see you guys later?"
"See ya 'Mione," Harry said as he took a cookie from the jar.
"Don't mess up our common room Ginny or else I'll strangle you," Blaise said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"You wouldn't dare, Zabini," she stuck her tongue out making Blaise laugh even more.
When Hermione exited the room with the three Slytherins, Ron exploded. "Fuck it! Fuck it all!" he yelled as he plopped down on the couch, his head buried in his hands.
"I think I'll go," Reuel said and Carter and Miles followed, not wanting to get involved in Ron's dramatics.
"Mate, you're being stupid," Harry said. "What are you being so angry about?"
"If I had known I would've just joined that fucking dance committee," Ron hissed.
"Look, it's not as if they'll be doing un-godly things at the Great Hall. You're being jealous over nothing," Ginny said with mild irritation at her brother's unreasonable tantrums.
"Aside from that, I'm sure the new professor will handle things. There'd be no room for flirting and courting especially when their busy," Luna added.
"It's just... Oh just forget it..." Ron muttered.
"Just say it Ron!" Ginny said exasperatedly.
"Alright, alright! It's just... It's just the way he looks at her. I don't like it," he answered grumpily.
"I guess you're not up for competitions," Luna stated.
"Shut it," Ron warned dangerously.
"Ron, stop it. Whatever it is, you don't have the right to do anything. If he fancies her, then he does. It doesn't really mean that she fancies him too. But if she does, you don't have a say in that. It's her life. Aside from that, you're not her boyfriend. Or are you forgetting that?" Ginny glared at her brother. He's really beginning to get on her nerves. First, he acts like a jerk to Draco and Hermione and now, he was also being rude to Luna. Honestly, he had temper issues.
"Ron, look... Just talk to Hermione about this. I'm sure things will turn out alright if you two just talk this out. You know, closure and all that," Harry said but Ron just glared.
"Closure?" he gritted his teeth.
"God, you're such a... UGH! Just, Ron... Leave it. Harry's right. Just talk about it later, okay?" Ginny said, took her boyfriend's hand and tugged on it. "Let's go out Harry. I need some air," and the two of them went out the room leaving Ron and Luna to themselves.
Luna gave Ron a look before returning her gaze to nothingness. She sighed. "Some things," she thought to herself. "Are just not meant to be, I guess."
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At the Great Hall...
Hermione, Blaise, Draco and Pansy opened the doors of the Great Hall and found about fifty Hogwarts students present. Hermione and Blaise proceeded to the front of the hall where the new Muggle Studies professor stood smiling warmly in welcome. He was wearing faded jeans and a t-shirt which only made him look around their age. He looked refreshing even with his shoulder-length blonde hair tied in a ponytail. It made him look youthful and approachable and handsome as well. He was certainly very appealing since almost all of the girls present gaped at him and whispered and giggled about like bimbos but he just continued smiling at his students.
"Good evening, Professor Wright," Hermione greeted him politely.
"Good evening sir," Blaise said with a smile and claimed his place beside the Head Girl.
The professor nodded and gave them his own charming smile. "Good evening, Mr. Zabini and Ms. Granger. We shall begin once the Beuxbatons girls enter the hall. We have lots of discussing to do," he said.
And as if on cue, the doors of the Great Hall flew open revealing the gorgeous French girls of Beuxbatons in their (surprisingly) casual and most fashionable outfits. They walked inside the hall in two files and gracefully made their way to their place at the front, their head held high.
Madame Maxime wasn't present and the girl leading them was no other than Gabrielle Delacour herself. She was wearing an even more beautiful smile than her sister as she has definitely bloomed and grew out of her childish ways. She looked very elegant and intelligent as well.
Draco and Pansy who were standing by the podium, front and center, immediately got Gabrielle's attention. Her eyes widened when she laid her eyes on the handsome boy and she blushed prettily that it irritated Pansy a whole damn lot. She thanked the gods and higher beings that Draco wasn't even looking at the girl. She smiled inwardly when she realized that he'd been staring at Hermione who was chuckling at what Blaise said. Too bad Hermione didn't notice.
Professor Wright took his wand from his pocket and uttered a Sonorus charm before acknowledging all the students. "Welcome to the first meeting of the dance committee. I am the new Muggle Studies professor and also the professor in charge of this committee. My name is Malcolm Wright, a Muggleborn if you haven't already noticed," he chuckled at that. "So, now that I've introduced myself, I want you all to submit on a piece of parchment some things about yourself. Important details like, your name of course, your year and house, special talents if you have any, things you can contribute to the committee and your blood status."
"But not to worry, there will be NO DISCRIMINATION HERE," he emphasized. "I will not tolerate any rude behaviour coming from any of you regarding blood statuses. I'm just gonna need that information in order for the Heads and I to know where to put you in groups. You will be grouped randomly in order for you all to get to know each other better. This is also to promote house unity. Now, any questions? None? Very well then, let's get a move on. I require your papers in ten minutes."
The students immediately sprang to life and took out parchments, quills and inks. Mild whispers still circled the whole hall but it was tolerable enough that Professor Wright need not scold. After ten minutes, the papers were passed and collected by the two Heads and then given to Professor Wright who placed the papers in front of him. He muttered another charm which alphabetized the papers from A to Z.
"We'll have a roll call then. Heads, take these names down for attendance sheets in the future. First one is Isaac Aimery," he said and a good looking guy from Ravenclaw stood up.
"Next, Miss Natalie Alcina," a beautiful girl with long, black hair from Gryffindor.
"Jannice Aspen?" a chubby girl from Hufflepuff.
The list went on and on. "Gabrielle Delacour?" Gabrielle stood up even more gracefully as she can and smiled shyly at the direction of Draco who still didn't give her any attention. He still sat there, absorbed in watching Hermione write the girls' names.
"Eloise Durand?" another pretty girl from Beuxbatons who sat beside Gabrielle stood up and flipped her beautiful brown hair as it gleamed and shined like silk.
And then when the time for the students' names starting with 'M' were finally called. "Draco Malfoy?"
Draco stood up as aristocratically as ever but lacked his old arrogance before the war. Gabrielle feasted her eyes on him the whole time but he didn't even spare her a glance. Hermione looked up from her writing as Draco's name was called and caught him staring at her. They both blushed and Hermione looked away, totally embarrassed on what just transpired.
Finally, the roll call ended with Zabini's name being called and they proceeded to the groupings. Professor Wright magically grouped them according to their talents and he magically posted them on the bulletin board for the students to see later on after the meeting was done.
"That will be your group for the rest of the year. You are divided into five sub-committees. The decoration group, the music group, the dance group, the food and beverage group and the last group is the programme planning group. You are all required to participate. Those who are slacking off will be reported as soon as possible by your group leaders. I have assigned five leaders for each of the five groups. Those leaders will report directly to the Head Boy or Head Girl which will then be reported to me. If some problems occur, please don't hesitate to approach me or the Heads," Professor Wright took out a golden pocket watch and then looked at the time.
"It's almost eight. You are all dismissed. The next meeting will be announced via owls again. See you all in a while," he gave a hand signal to indicate to them to scurry off and the students immediately dispersed to get ready for supper.
Blaise and Hermione had to give the list of students to Professor Wright so Pansy and Draco stayed behind as well. "Here's the list Professor. All cleared," Blaise said good-humouredly.
"Thank you, Mr. Zabini and Ms. Granger. I'm glad that I'm able to work with such capable students as yourselves," and then seeing Pansy and Draco he smiled warmly at the two. "Hello there, Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Parkinson. I see you lot have been practicing House Unity a lot these days."
"It's been fun," Pansy smiled back. "Actually, I haven't had this much fun in years. It's good for a change. I don't wanna spend my last year holding grudges and prejudices against Muggleborns and blah, blah, blah."
Professor Wright gave out a hearty laugh which all made them grin wider. He really was an extraordinarily kind teacher. One of the best they ever had and they haven't even seen him teach. "I'm glad to hear that you've all set aside your differences." He gave a meaningful glance at Draco that seemed as if he knew his deepest secret and his feelings for Hermione. Draco blushed but the professor just smiled.
"Curious, indeed," he muttered inaudibly.
"Well, Sir, we'll see you on Saturday during class," Hermione said and bid him farewell.
"Yes. Till then," Professor Wright followed their retreating forms with his suddenly sad eyes. They all looked happy. Contented. Young and alive. Without a care in the world. Just like he used to when he was their age. When all was well. Before everything changed.
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"Professor Wright is one hot prof!" Pansy sighed dreamily as they walked their way to their respective common rooms. "He's so young! I can't believe we got so lucky to have him as a professor. I'll most definitely NOT miss a single meeting. I swear."
Hermione giggled. "Yeah, he is quite a charmer."
"Ho ho! I think Granger's got a crush!" Blaise teased but Hermione just shook her head.
"That's like a taboo, right? Student-teacher relationships?"
"But it's still romantic," Pansy sighed again.
"Whatever, Pans," Blaise winked.
"'Ello," a beautiful girl with long blonde hair walked towards them, her eyes smiling with her full lips. "My name eez Gabrielle. Gabrielle Delacour. Eet eez a pleazure to meet yoo all."
"Hey," Blaise said suavely. "My name's Blaise. Blaise Zabini."
"I'm Pansy Parkinson. And this beautiful girl here," she indicated Hermione who blushed. "Is the Hermione Granger. You know, 'Smartest Witch of the Century?'"
"P-pansy..." Hermione tried to stop her.
"And yoo?" she smiled shyly at Draco who suddenly felt uncomfortable under her stare. He knew that this girl meant trouble even if she looked like an angel and all that.
"I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy," he muttered.
"Vell then, Draco. I 'ope I'll be seeing you around," she tucked a stray hair behind her ear and looked up at him with big eyes. Pansy wanted to strangle her, Hermione still blushed and felt surprisingly jealous of the girl, while Blaise looked envious of the attention Gabrielle was giving his friend.
"Well, duh! We're in the same school," Pansy mumbled grumpily.
Gabrielle gave her a confused look and then returned her gaze at Draco. "Till next time, then. Draco," she gave one last gorgeous smile to each of them and walked away.
When she was gone, Pansy and Draco sighed in relief. "What was that all about?" Draco asked as he stroked his blonde hair.
"She fancies you, mate. Damn it, you always get the good ones," Blaise said with envy.
"Ugh, you can have her Blaise. Honestly, what a bimbo!" Pansy said in wild fury.
"Yeah, you can have her," Draco agreed. "She sort of creeps me out."
"Why?" Hermione suddenly asked. "You don't like pretty girls like her? I mean, you'd make a perfect couple."
"And you, baby," Blaise gave her a smirk. "Sound jealous."
"What? Of course not! I was merely curious."
Draco stood there, a little surprised and transfixed on Hermione's blushing form. Maybe... Just maybe... He actually had a chance. He gave her a genuine smile which completely threw Hermione off guard.
"I prefer intelligent women to those who just have a pretty face," Draco said softly but they all heard him.
Blaise and Pansy grinned at that. He was finally making a small step forward. Draco and Hermione continued staring at each other as if they were the only two people in the world, Draco with gentle eyes and a heartwarming smile and Hermione with her eyes wide open and her lips slightly parted in surprise.
What's happening to me? They both thought.
Then suddenly, "Achooo!" Hermione sneezed, finally breaking their staring competition.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked her with worry evident in his voice.
"I'm... I'm fine. Must be a mild allergic reaction to something," she answered as she searched her pockets for her handkerchief but couldn't find it anywhere. "Oh, crap..."
"What is it?" Pansy asked.
"I think I might've left my hanky in the Great Hall," she answered. "You guys go on ahead. I'll catch up later." And she hurried back to the direction of the Great Hall, leaving the three Slytherins staring after her.
Blaise and Pansy recovered quickly from their trance but Draco continued to stare at Hermione as she slowly disappeared from sight. The two of them started chuckling and giggling at their friend's cute show of affection towards the girl they both thought Draco would never spare a second glance to. He's definitely head-over-heels in love with Hermione Granger.
"Say mate, why don't you go follow her?" Blaise asked as he put a shoulder around Draco.
Draco rolled his eyes with irritation and shrugged Blaise's arm off of him. "Oh just leave me alone, you git," he muttered with a low tone.
"Isn't he just adorable?" Pansy beamed and the hallway suddenly rang with Draco's intense and well-thought-of curses and profanities.
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"W-what did you put in this?" Reed asked as he started to feel drowsy after eating his dinner. "Cole... How could you?"
"I didn't poison you, Reed," Cole answered with a bored look. "You're over-reacting. I just put some Sleeping Draught on your food and you act as if I just tried to kill you."
"Why? What... What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to Azkaban. Now, go to sleep..."
"Azka..." Cole lifted the boy and brought him to his bed. He tucked the boy in and stroked his hair.
"I promise you, Reed. When this is all over, you'll be free. For now, I will avenge your sister. Forgive me for this." He summoned the door open and said, "Come here." A beautiful woman entered the room. "You're coming with me." And together, they left with a pop as they disapparated to Azkaban.
It was another stormy night there. He took out his mask, put it on and took out another one for his beautiful companion. They walked towards the entrance and found a guard sitting there almost in the pit of slumber.
He immediately woke up once he sensed a presence. He squinted his eyes and then when they focused, he saw a tall man wearing a mask and a petite woman who was also wearing one.
"Who goes there?" the guard asked, trying to hide his fear as he scrambled to find his wand.
Cole drew his wand and pointed it at the guard, "Imperio." The guard immediately succumbed to the curse. "Now, take this portkey and forget about all you've seen. Good bye," he said as he handed the portkey to the guard. The guard vanished leaving Cole and his companion alone with the resident prisoners of Azkaban.
"Let's go," he muttered and the two of them ran inside to inspect the cells. They found the Deatheaters on one cell, looking extremely battered and tortured enough. But it wasn't enough, thought Cole. Never.
"Now..."
"Crucio," the woman muttered and a Deatheater immediately recoiled in pain. "CRUCIO!"
Cole grinned maniacally as all of the Deatheaters were tortured by the two of them. Ten minutes later, he grew bored that's why the woman randomly hit the Deatheaters with, "Avada Kedavra!"
Until finally there were only a few were left. The two of them exited the prison and when they got outside Cole muttered, "Fiendfyre." And the wizarding prison started burning up with the cursed fire. The two of them watched as the walls of Azkaban started crumbling through the flames and Cole laughed cold-heartedly as he heard the screams of agony of those he'd left alive.
"This is only the beginning. This is REVENGE!"
Author's Note: Guys I am so sorry for not updating for so long. I won't be surprised if you all hate me but I've been pretty busy. I can't imagine how things will be even more hectic in a few weeks, months and even years. I'm sort of gonna be part of something big (which I can't tell you yet just in case I get in or not). But don't you guys worry coz I'll surely finish this story. We have a long way to go so please just be patient. Leave some reviews! I'll answer if you want to know about some things regarding what I've been up to the past few weeks and month. Belated Happy Christmas and New Year! Oh and Kung Hei Fat Choi!
Love lots,
Ish :*
P.S: Thanks for those wonderful reviews some of you left last time. I hope you continue the support of this fic!