The Grim Reaper Pt.3
Hey ya'll! I'm going to New Brunswick for a week so there won't be an update until I came back. No internet there unfortunately :'(
Now, I have been getting some confused reviews about Harry and being a demon and all that, but I can't tell ya! It'll ruin the plot! But one thing I will reveal, Severus is HOT! He just doesn't think of him like that after Lily's death. And here we go!
Harry reveled in the power that grew inside his chest, his wings spreading for the dark clouds to see. The soul he claimed was trapped and dragged to Hell. He was going to use her body for disguise but after seeing what connections she had with Hogwarts was slim to none.
Her corpse was no use to him and he had let it drop to the cold floor to decay.
He needed another worthy Satan worshiper or a stupid person to draw a Satanist symbol big enough for him to go through and claim their souls. And he needed a vessel that can easily go around Hogwarts without being detected. The girl's image wasn't good enough but Harry needed strength anyway.
Harry stood on top the castle, staring at the dark ground that was far away. His craving for souls was satisfied… for now.
Across the castle in the Gryffindor girls' dorms, Severus was leaning over a dead body of who was once Eloise Midgen. Her face was consorted in a painful scream; her eyes still wide open with fear. Her hands were held up as if to try and protect her but failed.
Severus exhaled, getting back up, his hands dusting his black robes. "She certainly died a painful death but from what is a mystery. I can't find any other reason than a possible heart attack but she was too young and the way her body was positioned, it's not a normal heart attack." He concluded, turning to Albus and Minerva. "Madame Pomfrey can give you a better diagnose."
Minerva stepped forward a little shaky. "What is that thing?" Her pale finger pointed to a red circle with an upside down star in the middle that sat in front of the corpse.
Severus slowly head to the said symbol, kneeling in front of it. He took out his wand and cast a spell. "It's made of pig's blood." He told the headmaster before putting his magical core away in his robes. His reached out and traced around the circle with his fingers. "I don't know this design. I'll find out and tell you later. For now, bring the body to Madame Pomfrey."
And with that, he left the room and the tower of Gryffindor.
He walked until he was finally in his quarters and alone. His shoulders gave a small shudder. This was nothing compared to the Dark Lord's attacks. Their eyes were just lifeless, some people might've thought they looked terrified but they were nothing compared to Eloise's death. He pitied her.
Severus shrugged off his outer robes, putting them on a nearby dark chair as he made his way to his private library.
There was no way he could quickly fall asleep unless he knew what had exactly killed Eloise. Severus knew it couldn't be a student that had caused this for two different reasons. One was that it was the first day of school and two; no one could cast a deadly spell and make Eloise's face like that.
"It can't be a spell…" He muttered to himself. Picking a random book on symbols, he sat in a comfy chair, ready for the long hours that waited for him.
Six Days Later
'Six hundred and fifty-four. Six hundred and fifty-four.' That thought kept running through Harry's mind. He only had six hundred and fifty-four days left on the surface also known as 'Earth' before he would be brutally dragged back to Hell with Tom Marvolo Riddle or not. And whether he goes to purgatory or not.
His black mist carried him throughout Hogwarts, the castle groaning slightly at the dark creature that had no good intentions. Harry ignored the castle and continued on to his quest. He would often make trips to the Great Hall, hoping to find another worshiper there but to no avail.
His core was ringing with anticipation, signaling that the broken souls of his intended victim was very close by. However, when he got closer to the souls, the ringing in his core would suddenly stop, making him frustrated.
The broken souls somehow kept disappearing from his grasp and Harry was getting tired of it.
Making sure that there was nobody in the corridor which seems to be empty, Harry appeared himself, and using his powers, he made him look human to the naked eye.
He fixed his cloak, changing it to look like the Hogwarts' uniform with lines of blue. And so, he walked down the hall, hoping that he won't get suspected but if that happened, Harry could easily kill them but he would have no right since there was no Satanist symbol nearby. He would have been banned into oblivion and Harry didn't want that.
Harry turned at the corner and his eyes widened. There were huge crowds everywhere, making it seem impossible to get through.
Nonetheless, Harry walked through, getting hit in the shoulders every once in a while. His appearance caught some stares but Harry ignored it, continuing on. His craving for souls nearly blasted up but with the feed several days ago, he managed to control his urge. Just barely although.
Out of nowhere, a tall redheaded guy slammed into Harry, knocking both of them down. Harry's fangs popped out at the close contact with soul but using his hand, he hid his mouth from view until the fangs went away.
"Oh, I'm sorry, man!" The bigger build on Harry's chest got up with the help of his twin. "Want some help?" He leaned down, showing his hand to help Harry up but Harry hissed at it and stood up by his self.
Harry didn't know why the wizard would offer his hand so freely. Humans were weird, he declared to himself mentally.
The redheaded twins raised their eyebrows confused at Harry's behavior. But regardless of the rude greeting they got, they still smiled at the shorter boy.
"I'm Gred!"
"And I'm Forge!"
"And what's," One started.
"Your name?" And the other finished. They waited patiently, staring expectedly at Harry.
Harry snarled before going around the twins, leaving them bewildered.
'Stupid humans, I hate wizards, the lot of them. Why am I here again? Oh yeah, a chance to go to Heaven and away from Hell.'
Harry was so into his thought that he didn't see where he was going next.
He slammed into a hard chest and before he could fall for the second time that day, there were steady hands that grabbed his arms, preventing him from that horrible fate. Harry looked up and almost let out a gasp. Almost.
It was a beautiful tall dark haired man with dark eyes that could rival his although Harry's was pure black while the other's was only deep brown that looked like black. The man's skin was pale, almost as pale as Harry's.
Harry took the time to appreciate the older man's features shamelessly, not aware of the narrowed eyes on him.
Severus' eyebrow rose as he took in the young boy's facial. He thought he was the only one in the castle with the darkest eyes but he appears to be mistaken. Severus knew all the children here by now, first through seventh year but he never seen this boy before.
"What's your name?" He asked, letting the younger male go once Severus confirmed he was steady on his feet. He was surprised that the raven black haired teen didn't startle, like any other teenagers would do. On second thought, they'd run off at the first sight of their Potions Professor instead.
However, Harry did nothing, just stared at Severus.
Severus was getting annoyed by Harry's leer, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "Well?" He snapped.
"You have a tasty soul." Harry grinned at the face that Severus was making.
"What?" Severus had no idea what the teen had said. He never heard of such language. He didn't know if it was a language at all. "Detention at eight o' clock tonight and five points from Ravenclaw." He stated taking in the blue linings of the robe. He'll find out his name later and why he was never in his class.
Harry watched as the tall man walked around him with his robes bellowing. He smirked; he liked this man a lot. His soul may be a little tainted but it was still pure enough.
As soon the dark haired man went around the corner, Harry vanished into thin air.
The castle creaked, protesting at the evil spirit but sadly, it could do nothing.
Severus knocked on the doors at the headmaster's office.
"Come in, Severus."
Severus rolled his eyes; he still didn't know how Albus knew it was him. He opened the doors and saw Albus sitting at his desk, sucking on lemon drops.
"Lemon drop?" Dumbledore offered when Severus sat down in a chair.
"I still can't believe you can eat something as gross as a muggle candy." Severus grimaced.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled, "A simple no would've sufficed."
"I am not here for candies anyway. I'm here about what happened to Miss Midgen." Severus pointed out.
Suddenly, the room became tensed, smiles all gone from the room.
Albus clenched his fists, frowning. "Ah yes. It's a huge tragedy. I hate when I had to visit her parents and tell them what happened to their daughter. Poppy is still looking over the body, searching for something. For what, I don't know. I haven't check in with her today." He explained, taking another lemon drop and popping it in his mouth.
Severus nodded, "I still haven't found that symbol yet. It isn't in any wizardry books. I'm going to London next Saturday and find muggle books on symbols."
"That'll be great." Albus agreed. "Can you check in with Poppy on you way down? Get any clues, perhaps?"
"Ok, if that's all?" Severus stood up, ready to leave but before he could, Albus' voice stopped him.
"Severus?"
Severus turned back, inclining his head. "Yes, Albus?"
"Hogwarts is beside herself. Something is making her wary. And whatever it is, it's here, inside the castle."
I have to go to sleep now! Less than seven hours, I'll be on a plane and off to New Brunswick! Yay! Ciao but first, I'd like to thank Lumcer, Leylani-sama, JulieSnape02 and Alex for their awesomeness!
Hasta la Vista for now!