AN: Hello all. Finally got my computer back after the screen broke but its back and now I can upload the chapter. Sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoy it. Plus just as a disclaimer, I don't own the Harry Potter series at all.

Harry's POV

Now I try not to bad mouth people who don't deserve it (except Malfoy) but damn this little... girl really knows how to avoid direct confrontation and its getting annoying and painful. Every time I see her she melts into someones shadow and I'm wasting time looking for her. If it wasn't for Hermione and her surprisingly fast reflexes I'd probably would be in the hospital wing if not dead. The little girl would come out of some shadow and use the blasting hex on us and Hermione would block it but this has been going for a while and I know Hermione's getting tired.

"Harry, we have to find a way to slow her down. We're both too tired to keep going at this pace." Hermione said to me a little out of breath.

"I know. How do you think she's moving through the shadows, better yet where are the professors?"

Looking over her shoulder for any signs of the girl Hermione just huffed, "Knowing Jack he must have planned this and have the professors tied in a closet."

I didn't get a chance to reply as the girl took our discussion as a opportunity to attack. She pointed her wand at Hermione and a spell shot out it but I don't know what since it was non-verbal. An 8-year-old casting silently?! I'm a 5th year and I can't do that. The spell hit Hermione in her wand hand and she was forced to drop it. I looked at it and it was bleeding heavily so I stopped what I was doing to help.

I grabbed her and made here sit on a near by bench to have a better look and it wasn't pretty. The cut was deep and started from her thumb and went all the way to the other side of her hand. I ripped a piece of my robe to make a bandage. She was trying hard not to cry out in pain but did let a tear slip through.

"Harry, look out!" Hermione suddenly cried as she pulled me to the ground. I looked over and the spell cast at me barely missed and nicked a first year in the shoulder. The little girl tried to back toward another shadow but Hermione(with a bit of luck) kicked someone's backpack under the girl and she tripped. That was all I needed as I sent a stupefy and hit her in the face. I was glad it was over 'cause now I can get Hermione to the hospital wing but when I looked over to the entrance/exit of the great hall, I knew it would take a while before we could leave.

About half the students here were watching our fight (with no one helping) while the other half watched Jack fight his 'nephew' and they all were looking a little paler than normal. When I saw how Jack's nephew I wasn't surprised.

The kid looked about 10 maybe 11 years old and he was covered in cuts. The t-shirt he was wearing was drenched in his blood his face completely void of color and it looked like he was about to collapse. He didn't though and out of thin air a sword appeared in his hand. I looked over at Jack and he was fine, not a cut on him and I don't think he even broke a sweat. In his hand was one of those Spanish rapiers that hung over the fireplace at his house but this one was different. It was pitch black and gave off a vibe of impending doom.

My scar started to tingle but it wasn't the normal 'ow son of a bitch this hurts' tingle but more of a 'get the fuck out here' tingle. If that makes sense. I looked over Hermione and I think she forgot about her wound because she ran over to the boy. I tried to stop her but she got out of my hold and when she was 5 feet away Jack came from behind and grabbed her by the arm. "Do not interfere with what you don't understand. Go back with Harry and wait for this to end." Jack said with none of the fun in his voice, only the coldness that would freeze a dementor.

Hermione looked at Jack when he grabbed her but now there was that fire in her eyes that said beyond pissed.

"How can I not interfere when a child is about to die at the hands of his uncle?!" She shouted

"That child as you call him would kill heartbeat if I told him to. That child has taken out wizards ten time stronger than you in less than 10 seconds before he was 6. That child is currently under training to get revenge on the people that killed his mother. MY SISTER! So you better get over to your boyfriend right now or so help me god things will get ugly."

It's about time for me to step in, I went and got a catatonic Hermione and led her to a bench to sit down. When I looked at her hand, the cut was completely healed, not even a scar.

I looked over to Jack and he was facing his nephew before he shouted: "And you, why the fuck didn't you attack me when I talking to the girl!" He took a deep breath before walking in front of him and waving his hand in front of face. Jack started to laugh to himself before he grabbed his nephew and laid him on the ground. The elf he called before popped next to him with some potions. Jack forced the potions into his nephew's mouth and with a wave of his hand, the kids clothes turned into a new set with a white shirt and blue shorts. His cuts were gone and the color was back in his face. The kid woke up and looked around with a confused look. He saw Jack and started to frown.

"Damn it, did I lose again?"

Jack chuckled light and put his arm around the kid's shoulder.

"Yeah but what do you expect, it is me were talking about. But the good news is that you lasted a whole 5 minutes longer then before." Jack said with usual light-hearted tone.

"Come on, let's get you something to eat. Wheres Dee at?"

Uh-oh

"Um, is she about 8 years old, tan skin and has the power to melt into shadows?" I asked almost scared.

"9 but yeah."

I pointed over to her unconscious body and told Jack what happened. He and his nephew bursted out laughing, holding on to each other so as not to fall. I could almost feel the glare Hermione was giving them. After about 5 minutes they stopped and Jack went over to his niece. He flicked her forehead and she woke with a start.

"OW, do you always have to do that so hard?" The girl said as she rubbed her head.

"Thats what you get for playing around. How many times do I have to tell you to not toy around with someone you think as an enemy. I know for a fact that you could have killed them both one-third the time."
I don't know if I should be insulted by Jack saying Hermione and I could be killed by a little girl or that Hermione and I could be killed by an 8 year girl and we were nothing but her toys.

"I know that but I know these 2 are your friends so you'd be mad if I did that." She said in a cute voice while looking at him with bog puppy-dog eyes. Jack just sighed, cursed under his breath and muttered a quick 'fine'.

"God Jack, are you always this tough when you're training them? Oh, hello Harry, hello Hermione." Came a dreamy sounding voice. We turned around to find Luna 'loony' Lovegood standing right behind us. Before any of us replied there was a shriek and someone screaming 'Aunty Luna'. Then Dee pushed us aside to give Luna a hug. Jack's nephew ran up and gave her a hug to.

"Hey Dee, hey Miguel; How are you guys doing?" She said without her dreamy voice. Both kids said fine before Dee went off a mile a minute talking about something but I couldn't understand seeing as she was speaking spanish. What really shocked me was Luna was speaking it just as fast. The expression must have shown on my face because Luna switched back to english.

"So Dee, did you like the dress I sent you?" Asked Luna.

"Yeah, I loved it but it got ruined when I went to Africa, that Rosco guy was really mean. He just kept going on and on about how 'the land will turn red with his enemies blood', he must not have a lot of friends. Well none now that he's dead. I'm sorry for ruining the dress aunty."

Luna just smiled and patted her on the head. "Its ok, it was for a good cause. How about next Hogsmeade trip I take you out to get one that's even prettier?"

Dee entire face lit up with joy as she shouted yes a hundred times before hugging Luna.

"You're spoiling the girl."

"Hush Jack, she's only 8 and she deserves it. I mean how many people can say they took out a dark lord before they were 10?"

Jack grabbed and forced my arm up while him and his nephew rose their arm up.

"Ok Jack, Miguel, what kind of dress should I get you, a nice sundress that shows off your curves or how about a gown for Miguel?"

"I was thinking more along the lines of a short dress for those nights I go clubbing with the girls" Jack said while taking a step forward.

Luna also took a step forward but Hermione got in the middle. "Before you two have a go at each other can we please go somewhere more private to talk." It was then that I remembered that we were standing in the middle of the great hall. We quickly left and found an empty classroom. Me Jack and Luna sat in the first table while Dee and Miguel sat in the one behind us. Hermione was standing in front of us. It kinda felt like we were caught doing something bad and were now get a stern talking to.

"Can someone please tell me what happened in the great hall?"

"Don't you pay attention? I was training my nephew while my niece was toying with you and Harry." Jack said as he lit a cigar, took a puff and passed it to me.

"Firstly, why are you training a 10 year old"

"Hey I'm turning 12 in June." Miguel interrupted

"Fine, why are you training an 11-year-old kid and why does it have to be that violent?" Hermione asked through gritted teeth.

"Well about 3 years back there was this group of rebels in Colombia that want my sister's husband support in their civil war. He said no because it would put the entire family at risk. The leader was pissed, kidnapped Miguel and would only return him for 3 billion dollars. Now if Miguel's father would have just asked to borrow the money before my sister found out then it would have been fine but she found out and flew off the handle. What we didn't know was that it was a trap to steal Miguel's father's magic with some ritual. My sister got trapped and they used her instead. They killed her under a full moon right in front of her son. Happy they got enough power to end the war and take over, they let Miguel go. It was an 8-year-old boy who watched his mom put down like an animal. It was my sister that I had to bury because her husband can't come to terms with this. And it will be her kids that will slaughter them and wish they never fucked with the Flores and Ramirez families. Oh where are my manners, Harry Hermione I would like to introduce Deanna 'Queen of the lasting darkness' Ramirez and Miguel 'Death's prodigy' Ramirez." Jack said as he got the cigar back from Luna who I didn't even know took from me.

Hermione's face grew pale and she backed away some, it really sucks to be out of the loop. "Um can someone tell me why my girlfriend looks like she just saw death?" I asked

"Do you honestly expect me to believe that these children are international assassins?" Hermione snapped back after getting her color back(and ignoring my question)

"Oh right because she didn't almost kill you both 20 minutes ago."

"Still confused here." I said but was ignored again. Then Luna turned to me and said: "There have been assassinations of people who were on their to becoming a dark lord for the last few years. The only thing that any of the corpses have in common is a note that says they were killed out of a contract by on of 2 people. Either signed 'Queen of the everlasting shadows' or 'Death's prodigy'. It was believed they worked together but no one has ever seen them at all. Some think its a myth or hoax but they do have bodies of would be dark lords. Do me a favor and don't tell anyone that you know who they are, it would be so bothersome if Miguel and Dee became criminals."