Chapter 4: Lightning Crashes

The thunder rolls

And the lightnin' strikes.

Another love grows cold

On a sleepless night,

As the storm blows on

Out of control

Deep in her heart

The thunder rolls.

-Thunder Rolls (Garth Brooks)

Snowy Holly comes back into the castle the next morning, wearing a solemn expression. "What's wrong?" Hermione asks from her place beside Shades.

"The Headmaster is dead."

Just after he says this, McGonagall stands up to tell the student body the exact same thing. Gasps litter the air, and some students break down in sobs. "The Minister has appointed Professor Umbridge as the new Headmaster."

With her introduction, the pink bitch stands up and addresses the students. "I know this is a sorrowful time, and I must be adding something else to all of your shoulders. Due to the nature of the school body now, all dementors will be detained and taken to the ministry. All dementors across the globe will be taken to the ministry, and in accordance with the new beast laws, they are to be executed." Just as this is said, Aurors pour into the great hall, only to be frozen to the floor by Cat, Snowy Holly, and Shades: the warriors, the dementors trained to fight.

Snowy Holly grabs Luna's hand and drags her out of the castle through the One-Eyed Witch passageway with the other dementors in tow, terror running rampant though them. When they emerge into Honeydukes' cellar, Luna starts sobbing, echoing the sorrow in all of them. ₰What are we going to do?₰

₰I don't know,₰ Snowy Holly answers truthfully. ₰I just don't know.₰


Mismatched eyes stare into the darkness around him, making Snowy Holly tilt his head up to the sky, and the moon shines dimly, almost gone. With each passing night towards the completely black sky, the black force in his mind grows stronger, makes him feel stronger. It still has no name, but that's alright; it's kept Markalis quiet for the most part. The old dementor is terrified of this unnamed darkness, and he's warned Snowy Holly of how it could harm them. But Snowy Holly won't listen, he's not afraid of it.


In the woods where no human would dare to go for fear that the dementors would kill them and eat their souls, the black cloaked creatures gather to listen to Devourer's words. ₰This place is no longer safe for us!₰ Snowy Holly sits off to the side of him, his eyes on the dimming light of the sun. This night is the new moon, he is certain of that.

₰Where will we go?₰ Fear asks, clutching to Sorrow's hand.

₰Our mountains, it's the only place we can go now.₰

Snowy Holly opens his mouth to speak only to be overtaken by Wanderer. ₰There are many of us missing, and they will come to our home one day. Especially if they are so ready to kill us now.₰

₰What do you suppose we should do?₰

That's when Snowy Holly finally gets to speak. ₰Let me end this.₰

Everyone turns to look at him, but it's Requitor who says what is on his mind. ₰How are you going to do it?₰

₰I don't know yet, but I will. I will save our people if it's the last thing I do!₰


He's sitting in a tree, when he feels the backness grow so strong that he's frozen by it. A black figure appears before him and kneels, it's face covered by a cloak, but not a Shikra. ₰Who are you?₰ Snowy Holly asks.

"I am Death, young dementor. And you, are my master..."