AN:Please keep in mind I said this would be a rewrite of my other stories, just with more adult themes and a bit less science fiction, although there will be some in future chapters. As a reminder, I will restate that I write for my own entertainment and make no money from this story. I welcome all constructive criticism, but please don't flame me. If you don't like the story there are 600,000 other Harry Potter stories to choose from. Having said that, on with the story:
Note: The potion lesson is from a video game recipe I found on the web.
Chapter 7: Purebloods disciplined - Another potions lesson and Consequences.
A few days later Harry and Hermione were walking down to the dungeons for potions and heard a scream down a side corridor. They looked at each other and ran into the corridor to see what the scream was about. What they found was Malfoy and his two buddies Crabbe and Goyle, along with a couple of fourth year Slytherins holding Hanna Abbott and Susan Bones by the arms while Malfoy was taunting them with his wand.
"Well, well, well," Malfoy said with a sneer, "I've finally caught you out alone. A filthy half blood and a blood traitor. My father will be proud of me when I tell him how easy it was to catch you. He taught me a new spell I want to try out. So far I have only had a chance to practice it on a training dummy, but you two will be perfect for seeing what happens to real witches."
He then pointed his wand at Susan and started to shout," Cruc…"
As Draco started to say the spell, his wand flashed and burned to ash, along with all the other boy's wands, burning their hands in the process. In a flash of white light, Malfoy and the other boys suddenly found themselves slammed against the corridor wall five feet off the floor, knocking them unconscious. Harry and Hermione ran over to Susan and Hannah to check on them.
"Are you two okay?" Harry asked, concerned.
"We are now," Hannah answered in awe as she and Susan looked up at the boys, then asked, "What was that curse he was about to use on me?"
"He was about to try the Cruciatus curse on you," Hermione answered, "It probably wouldn't have done any more than tickle you since Malfoy is barely stronger than a squib right now. His core is very small compared to yours and he has a weak aura."
"You can read auras?" Susan asked, astonished.
"Yes," Hermione answered, "Harry and I both can. His aura and core should grow with time, but it is still weak right now due to the inbreeding within his family line."
"He was being very idiotic by thinking he had the magical power it takes to cast an unforgivable spell effectively," Harry interjected, then looked at Hermione and sent over their bond, "I think we need to have a talk with Malfoy Sr. sooner rather than later. He can't be allowed to get away with trying to teach an unforgivable curse to an eleven year old child."
Hermione returned his look and nodded in agreement.
"We will take care of him," she sent and then turned to the girls, "You two go on to your next class and we will handle your attackers."
After hugging their saviors in gratitude, the two girls took another look at the five boys suspended off the floor and moved out of the corridor and continued to their potions class. Harry and Hermione both floated up to the height of the boys and stood there as if they were on a solid surface. A wave of Harry's hand enervated them and when they came around, Malfoy took one look at Hermione and spit in her face.
"When my father hears about this you are going to regret it mudblood," he sneered.
Harry pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the spittle from Hermione's face, getting a smile of thanks from her. She then looked back at Draco Malfoy and backhanded him across the face, knocking him out once again.
"Anyone else want to try that?" She asked with narrowed eyes.
The other boys looked at her and then looked down at the floor noticing how high they were and that she and Harry were, apparently, standing on air and shook their heads, a decisive no. After getting their response Hermione looked back at Draco and enervated him once more. He came around, shook his head groggily and focused back on her; this time with a little fear in his eyes. He hadn't known a girl could hit so hard.
"Mister Malfoy," Hermione said, with menace in her voice, "You have just crossed the line. You attempted to use an unforgivable curse on another student, you obviously don't know how to keep your big mouth shut and you have no respect for your betters."
At his incredulous look at the word betters she continued.
"That's right, betters. If you had completed that curse you would have been permanently expelled with your magic bound. As it is, you will have to explain to daddy dearest why you need a new wand and you won't be able to lie about it either."
She looked at the other boys," The same goes for the rest of you."
With the sound of steel being drawn, everyone's attention turned to Harry, who now had Excalibur in his hand. He ceremoniously sliced through the Slytherin crest on Draco's and the others uniforms saying formally," Draco Malfoy, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Geoffrey Hanson, and Stephen Summers. You are hereby suspended from attending classes at Hogwarts for one month. You may stay in your house and have meals brought to your rooms but cannot interact with students from other houses. I'm sure your head of house can keep you busy during your suspension. If your parents decide to withdraw you from Hogwarts, because of the suspension, you will not be allowed back in and we wish you well in getting your education elsewhere."
Draco looked at the name Excalibur on the blade with fear in his eyes, as the situation he was in finally dawned on him and swallowed nervously. The other boys saw the name on the sword and nodded their head in understanding.
"Yes sire," Draco said, in fear for the group, "Thank you for letting me stay in the castle. I promise to be good from now on, but my father will blame me for failing and will use his wand on me again. Please let me write my mother about a new wand."
"You may write to your mother and have no need to worry about your father, Draco," Hermione said cryptically, "He will be shown the error of his ways."
Draco looked at her in thanks and confusion when she said that. Professor Snape faded into view from the shadows he was hiding in at the sound of her words. He had heard the scream as well and came to investigate, being afraid it was one of the rape gangs he knew about but could never catch in the act. He had his suspicions about who were the ringleaders, so he sighed in relief when he saw the Potters were there already and it was just Draco being the ass that he was. Professor Snape was a little envious and in awe as he saw Harry and Hermione floating five feet off the floor with the boys pinned to the wall.
"I will make sure they have plenty to do," he volunteered to the Potters, "And I will make sure Mr. Malfoy behaves. If he goes home to his father, he will just get worse."
"Like we told Draco, that won't be an issue anymore," Hermione answered, looking down at the professor, "Keep him away from other students and make sure he does his work. You may tutor him and the others if you wish."
"Thank you, your majesty," Professor Snape said with a bow of his head, "I will do as you command."
Harry and Hermione floated back down to the floor and with a wave of their hands lower the students so Professor Snape could take them to his office. The boys all started walking with the professor with their heads down.
"We will see you in class Professor," Hermione called as Professor Snape led the boys away.
He turned back to them and said, "We are doing the Forgetfulness Potion today if you want to take over the class. It will take a while to get these five sorted and set up for their suspension."
"Okay Professor," Harry agreed, "We will teach the class for you and see you in the lab when you are done."
A few minutes later Harry and Hermione walked into the classroom and up to the front where they turned around to face the class.
"Hello class," Harry started out, "Professor Snape will be delayed for a while, so he asked us to take over for him while he attends to an incident that occurred earlier."
"Today we will be brewing the Forgetfulness Potion," Hermione took over, "The potion was invented to help a witch or wizard to permanently forget a tragic event in their life if they couldn't handle the shock or strain brought about by the event. An extreme example would be a loved one being killed in a most horrific way right in front of you and with any luck; none of you will ever have to experience that. The ingredients needed for this potion will be as follows: Lethe River Water, Mistletoe Berries and Valerian Sprigs, along with the standard dry ingredient base."
"Okay everyone, gather your ingredients and move to your assigned work station in the lab," Harry ordered, "And don't forget the safety procedures. If your caldron is not clean, now would be the time to make it so."
There was a loud scraping of chairs as the students got up to gather their ingredients and then walked into the lab. After everyone was settled in Hermione stepped up again.
"Set your small pewter caldron over the over the Blue Bell Flame burner, but don't turn them on yet," she instructed, "The first step is to add two drops of Lethe River Water to your caldron. As you know the bottle is designed to let a two milliliter sized drop to accumulate before letting go so hold the bottle by the top and pour slowly till the two drops come out. If you pour too much you will have to start over so be careful. Set your timers for twenty seconds and then turn your burners on to a low heat to heat the liquid gently. After the timer has gone off, turn off your fires right away so you don't overheat the liquid. The water should have gone from clear to blue at this point. Next add two sprigs of Valerian root and stir three times clockwise. Set your timers for sixty seconds and then wave your wand slowly over your caldron in an "S" pattern to add your magic to the brew. Reset the timer for sixty minutes and let it brew. Even though the instructions say brewing, what is happening is the roots are slowly dissolving into the water while your magic is keeping the process active."
"While your potion is brewing," Harry took over, "Take your mortar out and put in two measures of the standard dry ingredient base. Next, add exactly four mistletoe berries and crush the mixed ingredients into a medium fine powder. Once that is done you can take out your books and quietly work on your homework while we wait."
After waiting the requisite brewing time the buzzers sounded and Hermione stepped up.
"The potion in your caldron should be a light blue or aqua color at this point," she informed the class, "add two pinches of your powder mixture to the caldron and stir counter clockwise five times. Once your stirring is done wave your wand again in an "S" pattern across your caldron to add more of your magic and the color should turn a nice light green and have the consistency of cooking oil. Please bottle your finished potion and bring it to the front of the class for the professor to grade. Make sure you label it with your name."
One by one, each student brought their sample up to be graded by leaving it in the rack provided.
"Don't forget to clean your caldrons and work spaces," Harry reminded everyone, "When you are done you may leave for your next class."
The Potters brought their finished potion samples up last and left them in the rack with the others, then moved their caldrons to the sinks to wash them thoroughly before packing them away for next time. They nodded to the professor who had come in toward the end, as they left the classroom.
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Later that evening when they entered the Great Hall for dinner the Potter's noticed the Slytherin counter was at zero points and that the five boys were missing from the dinner table.
"Looks like Professor Snape is doing his duty as a professor," Harry commented to Hermione.
"Yea," she agreed, "it looks like we are starting to get Slytherin house straightened out."
"We still need to pay Mr. Malfoy Sr. a visit," Harry reminded her, "Are you ready to start dealing with the Death Eaters?"
"As ready as I will ever be," Hermione answered, "As per his request, it looks like the Creator will get his first tainted soul tonight."
After the hall was full of students eating their dinner, the headmaster stood to make an announcement.
"There was an incident earlier today that involved five boys and two girls," he said, "The boys have all been suspended for one month and confined to their house. They were lucky that they were caught by Lord and Lady Potter before they could finish what they started or the boys would have been expelled permanently with their wands snapped and their magic bound. This action shows that bullying will not be tolerated and there will be consequences for your actions. That is all."
The headmaster sat back down as the students started to speculate amongst themselves about what happened.
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Earlier in the summer Harry and Hermione had decided they needed a disguise in case they would have to use their powers in the muggle world, so after much contemplation and practice transforming they came up with one based on the Jedi Consular robes they remembered from a video game from the previous timeline. The robes were maroon in color with Aqua piping with special runes given them by the Creator sewn into the piping. The runes made the clothing impervious to damage from spells and physical forces such as knives and bullets. (Like Kevlar vests) The Creator made sure they were well equipped for any task he set for them and the robes blended in well in the magical world while not looking too out of place in the modern muggle world, considering the eccentricities of the way some people dress these days. The Creator designated them as Hawke and Kendra Pendragon, the Guardians of Earth.
That evening just after dinner the Potters morphed into their alternate persona's with their consular robes and expanded their staffs to full height in preparation for the trip.
"All we need now are light sabers," Hawke commented with a chuckle.
"I'm sure we will figure out how to make one eventually Hawke," Kendra said, "I wouldn't mind having one either. Besides looking cool, they are practical weapons for close quarters combat. Maybe we could use runes and magic as the power source if we can find the right type of crystals."
Hawke looked over at her and nodded with a smile, "We can speak to Ragnok about it. The goblins are natural miners. You ready to do this?"
She nodded back at him with a grimace, "I know it is part of our duty to the Creator. At least we don't have to take his life ourselves, just send him to the coordinates the Creator gave us. He said he would take care of the rest and if the persons we send are repentant enough or innocent they would be returned unharmed with their memories wiped."
"I'm glad too Kendra," Hawke agreed, "I don't like the idea of having to kill again either, but I will if it means defending our family."
"I'm with you Hawke," Kendra agreed, "Let's get this over with."
With that said, the pair phased out to just outside Malfoy manor's wards. They brought their staffs into contact with the wards, causing the wards to start glowing and pulsing, moving from yellow in color to red. After a few seconds a loud noise was heard from inside the manor as the ward stone exploded.
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At Malfoy manor earlier in the day, Draco's Eagle owl flew in the window to deliver a letter to his mother. She took the scroll from the owl and unrolled it to read.
Mother,
I am compelled to write this letter as part of my punishment for something I did at school this afternoon. I tried to follow father's teachings and punish the half-bloods and mud-bloods for sullying the school with their unworthy presence. The trouble is I got caught by Harry Potter and his wife. Mother, he carries Excalibur. That makes him our king doesn't it and his wife can't be a mud-blood like father says if she is our queen and if the rumors are true, they also own the school. My wand was turned to ash in my hands as I tried to cast a spell Father taught me on a blood traitor and a half-blood as he suggested to show who was superior. I have been suspended for a month and am now staying in Uncle Severus quarters. He said he would protect me from father and that I could write to you for a new wand. The king gave his permission for this too. Please don't tell father about the suspension. He will just use his wand on me again and it hurts too much. After being around other people and listening to how they talk about their parents I don't think father loves me, not like you do. Did you know the Cruciatus Curse is called an unforgivable curse? Why would father teach me such a thing like that if it was illegal? Uncle Severus says the curse is a very bad one and I should never use it. He wouldn't tell me what it does and father made me practice it on dummies without telling me why. He said I was too young to understand but that I needed to know how to cast it. I'm confused and need your help to figure out what to do. Please write back and let me know what you expect of me and I will do my best to make you proud. I love you mum.
Draco
As she read the letter from her son she was getting more and more livid with her husband. Narcissa was unaware Lucius was teaching her son the unforgivable curses and would have to be careful about what she told him to keep Draco safe. She knew he would eventually find out about the suspension as it would be in Draco's permanent school record. She spent the rest of the afternoon and meal time contemplating what to say so she wouldn't be punished by Lucius for Draco's perceived failure as she was sure he would do since he has done so several times in the past. Oh how she wished she hadn't been forced to marry Lucius Malfoy by her father. Why couldn't she have married for love, like her sister Andromeda? For twelve years she has been stuck in a loveless marriage as a show piece for Lucius to his so called friends. After thinking about it for a while she decided not to say anything about the letter for now and she would send Severus the money to buy Draco a new wand, hoping Lucius wouldn't notice the difference.
Later that evening and with a practiced smile on her face, she drank her wine with her after meal desert and played nice for the master of the house; all the while trying to think what kind of revenge she could get away with. She couldn't kill him, as much as she wanted to, she didn't want his blood on her hands. No, she had to think of something better than death for him. Little did she know, her wish was about to come true. While she was thinking of myriad ways of doing her husband in a piercing wail came from the ward room. Someone was trying to breach the wards.
"Dobby?" Lucius called out.
A small being about two and a half feet tall popped into the room wearing a dirty tea towel. He had bulbous eyes and floppy ears and bandages on his fingers from having to iron them for some perceived discretion.
"Yous needs Dobby master?" he asked meekly.
Lucius kicked Dobby across the room towards the front door and ordered, "Go see who is here. The ward alarm has gone off."
"Yes master," he said and popped out.
Just as Dobby popped away the wailing grew in volume and then a loud noise was herd from the ward room as the master ward stone exploded. Lucius was getting worried now as even the Dark Lord couldn't make a master ward stone explode. He was good at countering the ward spells by figuring out their configuration and negating them, which is what curse breakers do as part of their jobs, but that always took at least thirty minutes for the strong ones. The Malfoy wards were some of the strongest in the country and yet, they had fallen in less than thirty seconds. He also felt anti apparition and port key wards go up, at the same time; whoever was coming was extremely powerful.
"Dobby?" he called out again, hoping he got rid of the intruders.
No answer.
"Must be dead," he mumbled to himself, then to his wife with more confidence than he felt, "Go back to your room's wife. Looks like I'll have to take care of the intruders myself since that incompetent elf can't do anything right."
"Yes master," she said softly as she walked towards the stairs.
Lucius smirked as she obeyed his order; he so liked to be in control. Narcissa walked to the foot of the staircase and hid from view, but didn't go up. If she was going to die today, she wanted to face her attackers with her head held high. She may have had to submit to her husband, due the magic of her contract, but as a Black that didn't mean she had to submit to anyone else. Besides, she wanted to see who the intruders were in case Lucius got his.
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Meanwhile, Dobby watched from the front portico as two beings approached the front of the manor from the gate, which had opened for them automatically as if they were keyed in to the wards. As they got closer, Dobby's eyes grew bigger and bigger. They looked like they might pop out of his head if they got any bigger. He threw himself down on the ground in supplication.
"Yous is the chosens ones of the Creator," Dobby spoke in awe, "I am humbled to bees in yous presence."
"Hello Dobby," Kendra said, with a smile, "would you like to be free from the Malfoys and bond with us instead?"
"You knows who I am?" Dobby exclaimed, "Yous is truly great. I would likes that very much mistress."
"Very well," Kendra said, and laid her staff on Dobby's shoulder, "You are now free of the Malfoys and bonded to us. Go to Hogwarts and wait for us in the kitchens."
Dobby felt an inrush of power from his new masters and his body morphed into what an elf should look like. He was now four and a half feet tall, with shimmering green hair and light golden skin. His face took on a more Asian look with slanted eyes, with green pupils like his hair and golden irises. Dobby's ears morphed from floppy, like a dog, to small and pointed like the elves in the old stories. His tea towel became a full uniform with the Pendragon crest on the front of his tunic, which was maroon with black trousers and boots.
Dobby looked up at them, standing straight and tall said, "I hear and obey mistress. I will await your call."
With a bow, he popped away. The house elves in Hogwarts were surprised when Dobby popped in and they all saw the curse had been broken. They were all ecstatic when he told them what happened.
"We must see about the other elves we own," Kendra said to Hawke.
"I agree," he said, "let's get this over with so we can get to the more pleasant task of freeing and bonding the elves at Hogwarts."
"Ready Kendra?"
"Ready Hawke," she responded, "let's do this."
With a wave of Hawkes hand, the doors dissolved into nothingness as if they weren't there. The Pendragons entered the front foyer where they saw two grand staircases going left and right up to the first floor. They were drawn to movement behind one of the support columns to the right along with a wisp of blond hair showing behind the stair on the left. As they stepped into the room they heard a scrape of wood on cloth from the right.
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With no answer from Dobby, Lucius crept up to the front window to peak out to see if he could spot his attackers. He heard what sounded like a muffled female voice and his elf Dobby talking. He watched as she touched Dobby with what looked like a staff and he grew two foot taller and then popped away. The pair started walking again towards his door, so he ran and hid behind the support pillar next to the right stair case as it was solid granite and should offer him some protection. The doors dissolved away silently, clearing the way for the two cloaked figures to walk into the room. Lucius pointed his wand at the one he knew to be female as shouted:
"Avada Kedavra,"
A large dark green pulse of light left the end of Lucius' wand and crossed the room in seconds.
"She won't be able to dodge that," He smirked to himself as he watched his curse quickly cross the room. What he witnessed next caused him to wet his pants in fear. He watched as she casually raised her hand and caught the curse like a quaffle. The curse hovered there above her hand and with a quick flick of her wrist it dissipated. Lucius fired four more as fast as he could say the words and got the same result. His wand then flashed into ash within his grip, burning his hand. He yelped in pain as he watched as she and her partner held the four curses and to his amazement and trepidation started to juggle them back and forth, like a circus juggler. He crouched down in fear, hoping they wouldn't send them back at him. He was also worn out, as firing five of those curses in quick succession required a lot of power, which he didn't have much of in the first place. He was a politician, not a warrior. After their little show the two cloaked figures just absorbed the curses into their hands.
"That was a rush," the female said.
"Yea, but enough with the fun," the male agreed, then spoke up, "You might as well come out Mr. Malfoy. Hiding won't help you."
"You can come out as well Mrs. Malfoy," the female said, "We aren't here to harm you; exactly."
The two Malfoys came out of their hiding places with trepidation on their faces. They knew they were outclassed and at the mercy of the two cloaked figures.
"Who are you to come barging into our home?" Mr. Malfoys asked, trying to act the brave home owner protecting his property.
"The elves and goblins call us the Chosen Ones," The male replied, "My name is Hawke and this is my wife Kendra Pendragon, we are the Guardians of Earth."
"What do you want?" Mrs. Malfoy asked.
"Please roll up your sleeves Mrs. Malfoy," Kendra asked politely, even though you could tell it was an order.
Knowing why she was being asked, she complied and revealed two pale, white, unblemished arms. Hawke didn't bother to ask, with a wave of his hand Mr. Malfoys left sleeve tore off at the shoulder and fell to the floor. There on his arm was the ugly tattoo of a skull with a snake coming from its mouth; proof that he was a Death Eater and a terrorist.
Hawke and Kendra glanced at each other and with a nod, moved together, their eyes took on a white ominous glow of power as they floated slightly above the floor and looked down on Lucius Malfoy.
"Lucius Abraxus Malfoy," they chanted together, "You have been condemned by the Creator of all things for selling your soul to one Thomas Marvolo Riddle also known as Lord Voldemort and for trying to lead an innocent child down the same path. It is strictly forbidden to use divine magic in this manner. By the powers vested in us by the Creator we send you to him to be judged. If you are innocent, you will be returned unharmed with your memories wiped of this meeting. May the Creator have mercy on your soul?"
A beam of white light emitted from the burning ball at the top of each of the Pendragon staffs and hit Lucius on his dark mark. He screamed in pain as he faded away.
Narcissa Malfoy pled, "Please tell me he is gone for good."
"We know for a fact he is not innocent," Kendra answered, "No one with that mark is innocent. They have to murder someone in cold blood to get it. The victims' blood is then used in its creation and it is what ties their soul to Riddle. The reason we added the part about being returned if they are innocent is there may be occasion we send someone to him that truly is innocent, such as an unmarked person that claims to have been under the imperious curse. A royal decree has been sent to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to cover his disappearance. You are free from his tyranny and can now bring your son up the right way. Oh, one thing I want to mention. Draco has a weak aura and his core hasn't stabilized yet, this is from the inbreeding within the Malfoy family line. If you have set up a betrothal for him, make sure there is no common ancestry for at least ten generations to guarantee his offspring will be healthy and have strong genes. He may even be able to give you more than one grandchild when the time comes for such things."
"I don't know what all that means, but I will do as you say," Mrs. Malfoy agreed, "He is already betrothed to Pansy Parkinson and I will check the family tree to make sure we don't have any common ancestry."
"Very well," Hawke said, "we will leave you now and wish you a better life, now you are free of him. Find someone who will love you for who you are and not how much gold you have in the bank. Fair thee well."
The Guardians faded out and the now Narcissa Black slid down to the floor crying in relief. That was how the Aurors found her a few minutes later, when they apparated in with the royal decree in hand to find out what was going on.
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Thanks for reading.
