As promised, here is chapter four. Hope this chapter can meet y'alls expectations. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter. I only own the names Reighan and Athenisia.
Before Reighan knew it, Halloween was upon them. Neville came down the stairs leading to the boys dormitory, stopping when he saw his friend staring into the fire. "Are you coming down to the feast, Reighan?" he asked softly.
"Something is going to happen tonight, Nev, I can feel it," Reighan murmured as she stood, following her friend out of the tower.
"I know," Neville said simply. "Daph, Suze, Luna and I have had a feeling of dread all day. We've been on guard all day."
"Have Blaise, Tracey or Daphne heard anything from the Munchers?" Reighan asked, gracefully skipping the trick step on the last staircase.
"I'm not sure, haven't ahd a chance to ask," Neville admitted with a small shrug. "Can you check your connection with Voldie?"
Reighan stopped outside the Great Hall, closing her eyes as she followed the link to Voldemort's mind. Being careful she bypassed his traps and started searching his mind. After about five minutes of searching she found what she was looking for. Reighan withdrew from Voldemort's mind quickly, an expression of panick and fear taking up residence on her face.
"What is it, Reigh?" Neville asked worriedly.
"He's attacking the Ministry, St. Mungo's, Diagon Alley, and Hogsmeade tonight. Diagon and Hogsmeade are distractions while the Ministry and St. Mungo's are his real targets." Reighan quickly explained. "We have to warn them." Reighan hurried into the Great Hall, rushing towards Susan first.
"What's wrong?" the redhead demanded when she saw her friend's expression.
Lowering her voice Reighan quickly said, "Voldie's planning to attack four locations tonight; Diagon Alley, St. Mungo's, Ministry, and Hogsmeade. Send a Patronus to your Aunt to warn her, the attack is going to be in two hours."
Susan's eyes widened before narrowing in determination. Pulling her wand out she muttered, "Expecto Patronum." A bright, glowing panther emerged from her wand tip. "Auntie, in less than two hours Voldemort will attack the Ministry, St. Mungo's, Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Diagon and Hogsmeade are distractions, main targets are Ministry and St. Mungo's. Voldemort will personally appear at Ministry, keep the Aurors there and send Hit Wizards and Unspeakables to St. Mungo's. The teachers will take Hogsmeade and the Order will take Diagon Alley. Stay safe."
Reighan nodded in satisfaction before heading towards Luna, filling her in. Since her friendships with Tracey, Blaise and Daphne needed to remain a secret, she simply sent them a messenger spell.
"Reighan, we need to alert St. Mungo's and possibly Madame Pomphrey." Neville stated when his friend returned to his side. "Even with an alert, many patients and Healers will die. If that happens, Hogwarts is the logical place to send injured."
"I know, I'm just trying to figure out how to warn them," Reighan sighed quietly.
"What about just telling them an attack will happen?" Neville suggested.
"It'll have to do," Reighan muttered before calling on Prongs. "An attack will occur in less than two hours on St. Mugo's. The Ministry has been notified and will hopefully provide you support. I don't wish to frighten you but you need to start evacuating patients. Hogwarts Hospital Wing is being prepped for incoming patients." Reighan patted Prongs softly. "Take that message to the Head Healer, Prongs."
"I'll let Madame Pomphrey know," Neville said. Instead of sendinga Patronus he stood and walked up to the Head Table. Stopping in front of the Medi-Witch, he leaned forward, speaking softly. "St. Mungo's is evacuating patients to the Infirmary in precedence to an attack that will occur in less than two hours. The Headmaster does not know yet of the attacks."
"Attacks?" Poppy Pomphrey asked worriedly.
"St. Mungo's, Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade and the Ministry," Neville confirmed. "Please start preparing the Infirmary for arrivals."
"I need the Headmaster's permission, Mr. Longbottom," Poppy stated.
"Actually you won't Madame. The rightful owner of Hogwarts has given permission for the Hospital Wing to be used as an evacuation site." Neville countered confidently. "If you want proof, just go to the Infirmary. Hogwarts has expanded it to meet the necessary requirements."
Reighan watched the Medi-Witch leave the hall, smirking at Dumledor's confused expression. Scanning the Head Table she noticed Snape was absent. Looks like the pet spy will alert Dumbles, but I wonder how much Snivellus will reveal.
"Why are you smirking, Reighan? Do you know what's going on?" Hermione's annoying voice asked, or was it demanded?
"Don't know what you're talking about, Granger," Reighan said in a bored voice, actually speaking to the bushy-haired witch for the first time since she kicked the traitors out of her room. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go see a snake about some information." Standing, Reighan started towards the Slytherin table, ignoring the rest of the hall as they quieted down. Surprisingly she stopped in front of Draco Malfoy and his goons. "Draconis Lucius Black-Malfoy, the Head of the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black requires your presence, alone, for a meeting. Do you accept and honor the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black or do you decline and forfeit the right to be considered a member of the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black?"
Draco stared at the girl in front of him, thoughtful. He could accept and be an honored member or decline and be basically disowned. Curious as to what the Gryffindork wanted he replied, "I, Draconis Lucius Black-Malfoy, accept to meet with the Head of the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black, bringing honor unto myself as a member of the Moste Ancient and Moste Noble House of Black." He stood and followed Reigha out of the hall.
Slipping into an empty classroom Reighan locked and silenced the room after Draco entered. She didn't waste any time. "Do you or your mother love your father?"
Draco tensed, cold grey eyes locking onto emerald green. "How is that information your business, Potter?"
"Look Malfoy, I don't have time for pureblood games," Reighan said, frustrated already. "In less than an hour and a half the Ministry, St. Mungo's, Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade will be attacked by Voldie and his Death Eaters. Do you or your mother have any affection towards your father?"
"No, we don't. My mother was betrothed to my father, they married under contract. There is no love between them. Besides, my mother is more attracted to the fairer sex."
"Okay, that's good," Reighan muttered. "The Slytherins, what are their views pertaining to the war?"
"There are several that follow the Dark Lord's views but most don't. They understand that we need muggleborns and half-bloods to survive. If purebloods continue to intermarry, we will only produce Squibs." Draco said honestly. "I fall into the latter category."
"Would those Slytherins be willing to help my cause? Would they fight for me?"
"I'm not sure," he admitted. "You're in Dumbledore's pocket, and us Slytherins don't trust the old coot."
"Can you gather what Slytherins you can and bring them to this room in an hour?" Reighan asked.
"I can try."
An hour later most of the 6th and 7th Year Slytherins entered the classroom behind Draco. Reighan stepped forward, away from her friends that had hood on to hide their faces. "I see you made it, Draconis."
"I did. Who are your friends?"
Reighan gave the blonde a smirk. "These are my most trusted allies and friends. They will be the Lieutenants, along with yourself, to my army. Tenente Arcanjos reveal yourselves."
Neville pulled his hood down first, a smirk playing over his lips. Luna was next, her usual dreamy smile replaced with an amused half-smirk. Blaise pulled her hood down, a dark smile stealing over her features at her housemate's shocked looks. Susan revealed herself next, a bored expression taking up residence on her face. Tracey was next, adding to the Slytherins shock. Lastly, Daphne revealed herself, a smug smirk adorned her lips.
"Don't look so shocked, Draconis," Reighan admonished lightly. "Just because I'm a Gryffindor doesn't mean I hate all Slytherins." She quickly lost her playful attitude. "The other members of Soldados Arcanjos are not trained well enough to join us for our mission tonight. We will be splitting up, half going to the Ministry and half going to St. Mungo's. Robes will be provided that have been charmed se when your hood is up, your face will be obscured. Keep your hoods up at all times."
As soon as the newcomers were divided Reighan signaled it was time to leave. The group went their separate ways at the Floo, half going to the hospital being led by Luna, Neville, Tracey and Blaise, while the rest went to the Ministry, being led by Reighan, Susan, Daphne and Draco. Reighan exited the Floo with her group, freezing when she saw all the wands pointed at them.
"Identify yourselves," one of the Aurors in front demanded.
Reighan ignored him as pain flaired from her scar. She spun around to face the main entrance, a grim expression settled on her face when she saw Voldemort and at least 50 to 70 Death Eaters.
"You really should get that looked at, Tom, I'm sure the Healers could fix your face," quipped Reighan, stepping forward.
"Potter," Voldemort hissed. "Don't call me that filthy muggle name. My name is Lord Voldemort."
Shaking her head Reighan said, "No, your name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, some half-blood from an orphanage. Someone who fancies himself the Heir of Slytherin."
"What are you talking about, Potter? I am the Heir of Slytherin," Voldemort snarled angrily.
"You are not from the senior line, therefore you have never been the heir," Reighan said smugly. "My mother was from the senior line, so that makes me the heir."
"Avada Kadavra!"
"Accio Rabastan Lestrange," Reighan intoned, watching as the Death eater intercepted the Killing Curse. "Now Tom, you shouldn't kill people who serve you."
"Attack you fools, but leave Potter alone. She is mine." Voldemort snarled, immediately casting several curses at Reighan.
Reighan brought a shield up as her group spread out, working in pairs to take down Death Eaters. Bringing her wand up she hissed, "Expecto Patronum!" Watching Prongs run towards Voldemort, Reighan sent a silent Sectumsempra following the stag. She grinned ferally when the Dark curse struck the Dark Lord.
Voldemort hissed angrily as he quickly tried to stop the bleeding. "Cruico! Crucio! Avada Kadavra!"
Dodging both torture curses gracefully Reighan conjured a marble slab that shattered under the Killing Curses impact. "~Ssectumssempra! Cruccio! Exsspecto Patronum!~" Every spell that came out of her wand glowed brilliantly and was thick. Prongs erupted from her wand and charged Voldemort. Reighan was shocked when the stag actually impaled the Dark Lord with one of its antlers.
The agonized cry that Voldemort released drew everyone's attention, momentarily stopping the battle. Everyone was shocked to see a stag Patronus standing before the Dark Lord, one of its silvery antlers buried in his stomach, blood pouring out around it. Prongs stepped away, dark red blood running down his silvery antler.
Reighan chuckled darkly as Voldemort clutched at the gaping hole in his stomach. She looked around at the Death Eaters, noting that most were either stunned, dead or dying. She knew from their injuries that her team was mostly responsible for the deahs. "This is your infallable leader? This is who you choose to follow, some lowly half-blood?"
"Our Lord is a pureblood, you ungrateful brat," one of the Death Eaters spat.
"Death Eaterss, retreat," Voldemort managed to hiss out before disappearing.
Reighan relaxed slightly as she observed the Aurors checking the downed Death Eaters. I hope the others are okay.
"You there," an Auror called, pointing his wand at Reighan. "Identify yourselves."
"Arcanjos, lower your wands," Reighan called when she saw her team had their wands trained on the Aurors. "You can lower your wands, Aurors. Had we wanted you dead, we would have left you to Voldemort and his minions."
Director Amelia Bones stepped forward, wand in hand but at her side. "Please lower your hoods."
Reighan ignored the order, instead turning to one of her liutenants. "Ice, contact Reaper for a report. I want to know how many casualties on our side."
"On it, Xenerais," Ice answered, immediately turning and firing off a messenger spell.
"I will not ask again. Lower your hoods," Amelia demanded.
"Dragon, Talon, lower your hoods," Reighan ordered as she lowered her own.
"Xenerais, we're still pinned down at St. Mungo's. Bellatrix and Dolohov are leading the attack, there are at least 100 present." Reapers voice reported.
"Dammit," Reighan hissed angrily. "Ice, you're with me. Dragon, Talon, stay here and answer the Director's questions. You know which ones need to remain on the DL." Grabbing Ice's arm, Reighan disaparated.
They landed in the middle of chaos. Reighan pushed Ice to the side, a jet of green light passing just where she was standing a moment before. "Find Reaper, Gryffin, Moon and Princess, help them keep the D.E.s back. Send a message if you need me.
"Aye, Xenerais," Ice retorted before casting a Point Me and heading in that direction.
Reighan closed her eyes, summoning her power and releasing it, causing everyone in the room to drop to their knees. From her hands, stunners in parseltongue impacted nearly every Death Eater. She left the rest to the Unspeakables and Hit Wizards, heading off in search of Bellatrix. Hearing an insane cackle that was all too familiar Reighan took off in that direction. Coming to a stop just outside the office of the Head Healer, she saw Bellatrix dueling with three Unspeakables with another taking aim at her back.
"~Sstupify~," she hissed in parseltongue, watching the sneaky Unspeakable go down. Wandlessly she stunned the three others, gaining the attention of the insane Death Eater.
"What's this? A little girl trying to play hero?" Bellatrix cackled. "You want to play with me?"
Reighan ignored the taunts, instead sending a wandless parseltongue body bind. She smirked when Bellatrix attempted to shield only for the spell to pass through it. Stepping up to the petrified Death Eater, Reighan grabbed the fallen wand. She crouched down next to Bellatrix's frozen form. "Normally, I would simply leave you for the Aurors and let them toss you back in Azkaban. But I can't let that happen, since you now mean something to me. So I'm going to send you somewhere safe then I'll break the hold the Imperius potion has over you." Pulling a charmed bracelet from her robes Reighan placed it around Bellatrix's wrist and activated the portkey.
Reighan stood just as a messenger spell hit her. "Xenerais, all D.E.s either unconscious or dead. Soldados Arcanjos have been ordered back to base while the Tenente Arcanjos are at the Ministry, awaiting your orders. Reaper out."
Spinning on her heel she disaparated, reappearing in front of her lieutenants. She frowned when she saw the wands directed at her friends. "Tenentes, lower your hoods and state your names."
Since his hood was alread lowered, Draco started. "Draconis Lucius Black-Malfoy."
"Susan Amelia Bones."
"Tracey McKenna Davis."
"Neville Franklin Longbottom."
"Blaise Kaydien Zabini."
"Luna Lily Lovegood."
"Daphne Alicia Greengrass."
"And I'm Reighan Athenisia-Lily Potter." Reighan said last, raising an eyebrow.
"School children? Why are a bunch of children here?" an Auror sneered.
"If we weren't here, Voldie would have slaughtered almost every one of you. It was my information about the attack taht was passed on to Director Bones and Head Healer Jones. It was because of me that the Healers were able to evacuate hundreds of patients before the attack," Reighan said coldly, glaring.
"Where were the patients sent?" Amelia asked worriedly.
"Hogwarts Infirmary, ma'am," Reighan answered promptly. "There were still casualties but not as many as there would have been. If you'd like, I will take you there."
Amelia nodded sharply, turning to issue orders to her Aurors. Reighan turned to her friends. "Go back to the Chamber, debrief those that were a part of the mission. Then get some sleep, we'll be busy tomorrow with Dumbles."
"Aye, Xenerais," they sounded off before grabbing their wrists and disappearing.
"Where did they go?"
"Back to Hogwarts, Auror Dawlish," Reighan said boredly.
"Reighan," Amelia called, gesturing the Fifth Year over. "Albus says he has no recollection of offering Hogwarts as an evacuation site. Which is strange because he said the Great Hall has been turned into a make-shift hospital and people are able to portkey into the castle."
"The headmaster's permission was not needed as I have the rightful owner's. The owner overrides the headmaster." Reighan said honestly.
"And who is the owner?" Amelia asked curiously.
"I'm sorry, Director, but I'm not authorized to inform you of their identity. Though you have met them before," Reighan replied with an apologetic look. She grabbed Amelia's arm and activated her portkey. They landed in the Great Hall, just inside the doors.
"Xenerais, patients have been catalogued, the Healers able to work have been catalogued as well. At last count there are over 5,000 patients. Of those 5,283, 300 were dead upon arrival, 200 died before they could be treated, 300 died after receiving treatment, and 3 died due to treatment. Dumbledore, Snape and Umbridge interrupted Healers while they were treating patients, causing the Healers to miscast." Ice reported promptly, handing a thick roll of parchment to Reighan.
"How many patients are still suffering a Dark curses and do the Healers know how to counter them?" Reighan asked, frowning.
"The curtained area holds those that the Healers are having trouble with."
"Escort Director Bones to wherever she wishes to go." Reighan ordered before heading towards the curtained area. Stepping around the curtains she automatically headed towards the closest patient. "Can you tell me what curse you were hit with?"
Reighan systematically worked her way through patients, helping who she could. By the time all the patients behind the curtains were treated, it was well into the next day. Reighan stumbled into the main hall, rubbing at her head tiredly. Falling into an open seat along the wall of the Great Hall, she leaned back against the cool stone and closed her eyes.
"Xenerais, Dumbles is on his way here. He has learned of our disappearance last night and is angry," one of the Slytherins from last night warned.
"Thanks, Viktor," Reighan muttered as she straightened out. "Please find Talon and Director Bones and inform them of the Headmaster's intentions."
"Right away, Xenerais," Viktor said dutifully.
Standing, Reighan wandlessly cleaned herself, though she left her bloodied robes alone. She looked up when the doors opened, eyes narrowing when she saw Dumbledore and Umbridge. "Headmaster, Professor Umbridge, good morning."
Translation - Gaelic to English:
Xenerais - General
Soldados Arcanjos - Archangel Soldiers
Tenente - Lieutenant