The doors to the hall open once more and everyone looked towards it expecting the Rebels to be standing there once again. Only the darkness stood in the door way though. For a moment no one moved unsure of what this meant, all eyes were on the empty doorway so all of them saw as the shadows grew. Soon the darkness had spread within the hall to the edge of the tables, many students jumped as it came closer to them shuffling down the bench, some even jumped onto fellow students afraid of the darkness moving towards them.

As turmoil came into the room the shadow stopped moving, instead it drew back onto itself until a patch of darkness stood in the middle of the hall, everyone watched as the darkness seemed to solidify in front to them. Soon a black wolf stood in the hall.

The shadow around the creature moved with out the wolf moving, it almost seemed to be alive or part of the creature in much the same way its tail was.

The wolf walked towards the staff table, all students tried to look small as it approached closer to them, its amber eyes surveyed the room, baring its teeth at chosen individuals, the wolf stopped in front of Dumbledore, he sat there and didn't move.

Whispers started between some students but were silenced as the wolf looked towards them a growl sounded within the hall and suddenly most people became interested in the table or floor.

Dumbledore was puzzled by the animal in front of him, he'd never seen one before but from what he'd read about such creatures it was a shadow wolf and very rare, a magical creature that could manipulate shadows, even travel through them at will, there was also rumours that if such a creature bonded to someone they would share such ability with them. Dumbledore could only wonder if this creature had bonded with someone and if he had who?

"Oh My" It was Professor McGonagall that spoke, Dumbledore looked towards her, her face now pale white, eyes wide. "Look" she said her voice shaking and her finger extended to just behind the wolf.

Focusing his eyes on the shadow of the wolf Dumbledore saw it move, creating words in the darkness that read.

"Dumbledore me and mine do not feel like dining with such idiots tonight, please inform Kage (the wolf) of the whereabouts of the room we agreed upon and I will unfortunately see you tomorrow. From Fate of the Rebels."

Dumbledore was shocked, his mouth open and his mind numb, it was Fate's wolf and that said a lot about Fate, to be bonded to such a creature, maybe not bonded Dumbledore hoped, but still that Wolf was with Fate, such power he must hold to have such a creature do his bidding, one again the doubt came back.

Dumbledore's eyes were still glued to the wolf that stood before him; he'd been unable to look away from the shadows the surrounded it, if he had looked away he would have missed the message that came next. The shadows moved once again and everyone was glued to what looked like moving black ink, everyone watched as the words formed.

'PS' It read 'Kage doesn't like to be kept waiting and so I'd scrap your jaw from the floor and answer him quickly.' As soon as the words had formed a growl sounded through the hall, showing that Kage's patience was being worn down.

For the first time in Dumbledore's life, he stammered "Um, I, ah…" His voice shook, as he talked unsure of how to address the wolf.

The wolf growled louder, obviously fed up with the mumbling fool in front of him.

"Second floor." Final Dumbledore managed to spit out some coherent words, "Behind the painting of the founders, the password is Rebels and can be changed."

With the words said the wolf seemed to melt into the shadows it cast, until all the darkness was gone, leaving the hall in silence.


"Thank you Kage." Said Fate to the wolf in front of him, "Much appreciated, now go have some fun, I'm sure the forest will provide plenty of entertainment for the night, walk in the shadows and howl to the darkness." He nodded his head to the wolf to show his appreciation; Kage bowed his head in deference before running into the shadows of the hall and disappearing.

"Let's go." He said to the Rebels and they followed the path the wolf had taken.


The room in question was acceptable, with a separate room for each of them containing a bed and their trunk; there was one bathroom between them and a room that could be considered a mini common room complete with fireplace and comfy chairs.

They said goodnight to each other and went to their separate rooms, all wanting a goodnights sleep, all knowing that tomorrow would be taxing with the many questions that would be asked and with all the answer they would not tell.


The Rebels entered the great hall together for breakfast, Fate stood at the front leading the way, Destiny stood behind him to his left, Risk to his right and Chance just in behind him. He looked to them in turn and nodded his head, all of them split to their designated tables.

Chance sat down under the bronze and blue banner next to one Luna Lovegood. She smiled at the other girl.

"Chance greets you and wishes you a good fortune and a clear eye in which to see it." Luna looked at Chance next to her, a small smile playing on her lips as she replied.

"I greet Chance in all aspects of my life, may the Sight illuminate you always."

It was the greeting that Chance always gave and the reply that Luna always said, it was their way of communicating. Luna was a true seer and held the power of sight, she had seen many things coming, and often she couldn't understand or know what she saw. Sometimes she couldn't recognise what was real and what was just a vision, all the creatures she saw were often visions of what was to come.

"The nargles are starting to gather around those that rebels." Luna told Chance, "They are more persistent when Halloween approaches." Chance nodded her head in thanks.

"Do not worry those that rebel will keep their eyes open." With that she grabbed some toast and the conversation turned towards more normal topics such as school.

'I better tell Fate.' Thought Chance, 'Trouble is gathering and at Halloween it'll strike.'

All others at the Ravenclaw table, despite their intelligence couldn't understand the importance of the conversation that had just passed.

Risk made his way towards the table under the green and silver banner, his eyes narrowed as he studied the looks he was getting, the snakes were cunning and all eyes were on him, judging his moves from now on, all wondering what he would be like, all asking the same question, was Risk one of them?

He sat down at the table and nodded his head to a few familiar faces among the guarded eyes. Blaise sat next to him as he had planned; he knew Blaise had control over the majority of the Slytherins. If Risk wanted their support it would be through his familiarity with Blaise it would be his only chance to stop the snakes from falling to not just the darkness but to Voldemort too.

"Hello Blaise, may you take only calculated risks this morning and welcome the wind of rebellion," Blaise smiled at this, a sly look in his eye.

"Welcome to the green and silver, may you find true allies here and the means to truly rebel." A smirk appeared on Risk's lips, this was the reason he'd become good friends with Blaise he was quick on his feet and once you had his trust he would never betray you, that and the fact he knew Damien.

The Slytherins that had heard the conversation between the two were already analysing the sentences word for word. 'Now to start the game.' Thought Risk.

"Blaise the Rebels are grateful for what you did for us, we pay what is due." With that he handed over a small package, as Blaise unwrapped it, all eyes were on it, when the object was seen it was found to be a necklace of a silver snake curled up and sleeping, ordinary in looks, but everyone from 5th year and above could sense the power radiating from the object. Blaise's eyes widened with surprise as he looked back at Risk.

"It has the strongest protection enchantments we could find, it'll keep you safe from those that wish you harm." Risk then turned towards the food on the table, suddenly interested in his toast.

Almost as an afterthought he said, "Do consider our offer, we look after our own."

Destiny went to the table under the banner of yellow and black, she stood in front of Ernie for a moment until he turned around a look of shock when he realise she was standing there.

"Hello Ernie." She began. "Can Destiny sit next to you for this fine morning?" She asked as she flicked a few stray strands of hair out of her face.

His mouth stood open a little before he managed to stumble the needed reply. "Destiny may always sit next to me for as long as I rebel." His face turned red as she smiled at him, his thoughts turning to how beautiful she looked in the school uniform and he wondered why no other girls at Hogwarts looked that good in their uniform.

He shook his head trying to get rid of such thoughts as Destiny sat down next to him, filling her plate with fresh fruit from the table.

Fate made his way towards the table under the red and gold a feeling of dread followed him as he walked further towards his long lost brother and the past associated with him. He sat down next to Neville who was 3 seats down from his brother, not as far from Daniel as Fate would have liked but as far as he could get while still being able to talk to Neville.

"May you find fate in this life and the strength to stand true." Neville looked at him as he spoke before answering.

"And may you never forget the meaning of rebelling and to never fall to the darkness." Neville mumbled the last part his eyes on the table unsure if he was right in what he said, still lacking the courage he should have, the courage he showed last night.

Fate put his hand on Neville's chin and forced the shy boy to look him in the face. "Have faith my friend and do not doubt yourself, you are a lion and you have proven yourself to be one time and time again." Fate flicked him hand as he spoke the last words, a ring appeared in his hand that he handed over to Neville.

"Wear it always, you know what it means." The nervous boy's eyes widened as he stared at the ring, yes he knew what it was. The silver ring with the dragon curled asleep on top of it was distinguishable to any who knew the meaning behind it and considered ordinary by those that did not. It symbolised the underground, those that wore it had been accepted as one. Although Neville had helped them in the past he had not been accepted as one of them, now it appeared he was.

Neville's eyes wandered to Fate's hand that sat resting on the table in front of them, his ring stood out on his left hand as it was the only such thing on it, the difference between Neville's ring and Fate's was that his dragon was awake and emerald eyes shone out looking at the world.

Neville slipped the ring onto his left hand and nodded at Fate. Fate smiled at the boy glad to now have him as one of them.

Dumbledore surveyed the hall his eyes sweeping over the four tables, they hovered on the four new students that seemed to be quite comfortable despite never having been there before.

'Either they make friends fast or some students already knew them well, were they spying for them?' He squashed that unpleasant thought as soon as it occurred, "No my students are loyal to the school they would never spy for such people.' But still the possibility was unsettling and Dumbledore couldn't quite shake that feeling that his students didn't trust him as much as he thought they did.

He was pulled out of his thoughts as a commotion occurred at the Gryffindor table. 'Damn it Daniel your going to get yourself killed at this rate.'

Daniel was standing up now, his plate knocked over and his eyes on his so called brother, he was furious, his hands clenched at his side, a wand in one hand.

"How dare you say that?" His voice shook with anger as he talked to Fate. "How dare you say that I couldn't last against You-Know-Who, I've faced him four times already and I've survived."

Fate sat at the table calmly drinking pumpkin juice, his sighed as he looked at the furious boy, he calmly set the cup down before turning to the idiot before him.

"It's been through luck that you survived, no one knows how it happened that night when you became famous, you don't know this supposed power you used them, you can't use it now, for all we know it was a dumb fluke. In your first year here you would have died facing Quirrel if Dumbledore hadn't saved your sorry ass, second year with the memory of Riddle if it hadn't been for Professor Snape you would still be beneath this school, your bones rotting in the ground. And fourth year." He paused here and looked his brother in the eye. "You would never have survived that grave yard if it hadn't been for the underground or did you think death eaters normal turned on each other. I nearly lost two men that night thanks to your stupidity. They told you to leave but you had to try and be a hero." He spat out the last word his eyes now held the fury while his brothers only hold fear. "You tried to fight Voldemort and you know what happened as well as I, he would have killed you if someone hadn't stopped him and risked their life, one even took the crutiatus (sp?) curse for you, though now I look at it I don't think it was worth it." He stood up from his seat and walked towards his brother, his stopped just before him and whispered in his ear.

"I won't save you again and I won't ask anyone else in the underground to risk their lives for you either, you're on your own." With that said he walked over to Ravenclaw and joined Chance for the remainder of breakfast.