Chapter four. Quattro. Quatre. Cuatro. Here we go. In this chapter we get an interlude, more important stuff, but none of it at Hogwarts. The new cover image is from google images, I recolored and edited it a bit, but it's not mine. As always, leave a review, they're my life blood.
-Hero
The small village was located in eastern Wales, With a population of 57 people, it was a tiny town, that made its money primarily through sheep herding. As of now, one in the morning on September fourth 1995, the village of Duffy's Ford was fast asleep. The sheep were in their pens, and not a creature stirred. That is, until a single figure, dressed in black robes appeared suddenly on the edge of town. In one fluid motion he pulled a wand from his robes, pointed it at one of the houses, and shouted, "Reducto!". The house exploded, windows shattering and beams buckling under the force of the curse. More black robed figures began to appear around the village and cast their own curses and spells, destroying homes and killing the villagers as they fled. One of the men stormed towards a flaming building and kicked in the door. A man inside shouted to his wife, "Take Jacob and Anna! Get out!" before thrusting at the robed man with a pitchfork.
The robed figure dodged the blow easily, stepped back, and laughed darkly. "Avada Kedavara!" There was a flash of green light, and the farmer fell, dead. His wife, Mary, stood between her children and the attacker, who simply slashed with his wand, the cutting curse severing her windpipe and carotid artery. Blood sprayed across the walls, and Mary Oliver, mother of Jacob and Anna Oliver, wife of Jack Oliver, fell dead. Her children screamed, and backed up, as the man raised his wand to attack again,
But there was no need. The attacker's shout was cut off suddenly, changing mid-phrase into a strangled cry. He fell to the ground, revealing a figure behind him, dressed in dark metal armor, a bloodied spear in one hand, a large kite shield slung on his back. All around the village of Duffy's Ford, armored warriors were attacking, slaughtering the robed attackers. Killing Curses made contact, but the warriors continued unharmed. Terrified by the prospect of unkillable foes, the lead attacker shouted to his men, "Fall back!", and then disappeared. As they fled, so did the warriors, fleeing into the dark of the night.
Lord Voldemort, He Who Must Not Be Named, You Know Who, was livid. No, he was enraged. Appalled, even at the defeat of his Death Eaters during their attack on Duffy's Ford. Adolf Draskon, the man in charge at the village, knelt before his lord, trembling in fear,
"So, Draskon, you have failed to destroy the target assigned to you. Why?"
"My lord, things got out of control, there were strange warriors, under a banner of a red dragon and a green snake. We couldn't fight them, Killing Curses did not harm them and they appeared out of nowhere."
"Interesting, Draskon, but the fact remains, you have failed, and so… Crucio!"
Draskon howled in pain, as though a thousand knives had pierced his skin at once.
"Crucio!"
He screamed again, writhing on the floor at his master's feet.
"Crucio!"
Draskon was begging now, calling for his mother, praying to his god.
"Crucio!"
"Please. Just make it stop." he croaked.
"Avada Kedavara!"
Sorry about the short chapter, but it flowed better this way. I wonder who these strange, black robed men could possibly be. I wonder. Points to anyone who can tell me what song the chapter title is from. Extra point for album. Leave a review, tell me what you like and what you don't!
-Hero