A:N- To people who think I messed up the timeline, I did it deliberately. With HP not stepping foot in Hogwarts, whether fanfiction or canon theories we make, Ginny would be the catalyst to the Second Wizarding War because of the Diary Lucius slipped into her, effectively reviving the Dark Lord in a pseudo-revival way. But that's enough to start trouble. But sometimes, if I made HP NOT step foot into Hogwarts, HP is also the catalyst because HP's lack of presence when Dumbles meant for him to interfere with chessmaster skills. With HP not there to save the day, HP is also a catalyst or the first step depending on everyone's opinions. Hummm...theories theories...let's hear em' all because you guys might have other wackier ideas than mine. Hehehe


Kreacher's Redemption

Sirius watched in shock from up the trees as after Lorraine committed Taboo...

It was a one-sided battle. She's too fast...a blurring speed and heads are cut off with her weapon.

It was over in an instant and Alaude removed his hand from his mouth.

'W-whaaa...whaaaaat?!' he yelped as Lorraine called out another taboo...two more times until about fifty corpses littered the cemetery.

'Bodies in a cemetery, how appropriate.' said Alaude as they got down from the tree.

'L-Lorry...how...wha...?' Sirius croaked out as the Halberd disappeared.

'I trained Lorraine in combat since she was five years old due to her incredible potential.' Alaude told him to his shock and he continued despite the brunette's expression. 'This potential in turn makes her a target for unsavory people who would want to recruit her whether she was willing or not. She is incredibly powerful and a skilled warrior a lot of organizations would want to have which is why she remains in secret while still training under me. Someday, she would be a great asset to her boss when she meets that person.'

'Boss?' Sirius gasped out, stupefied.

'We operate in a different world Siri...I'm under a new community just by being Alaude's student. However, we find a boss worthy of us by fate. Bosses don't choose us...we choose to join them if a condition is fulfilled. We can't say more unless you join the community because our community's law makers are scarier than Dementors...and we're waaay better than Wizards at the Statute of Secrecy.' she chuckled as she called out, 'Dobby!' she cried, summoning the elf.

'Missy be calling Dobby?' Dobby asked Lorraine.

'You will remain our informant but you no longer have to send Sirius meals. We'll take him from now on.' Lorraine smiled. 'Oh yes, and send an anonymous tip to the prophet about the mess in Godric's Hollow cemetery.' she said as Dobby looked at his surroundings to find a lot of beheaded corpses. 'Let them find this on their own and print it in the front page. We'll be here for quite a while, so send us the Daily Prophet too.'

'Y-yes missy!' and Dobby disappeared with a 'pop'.

'Well, we'd best get out of here before the reporters DO come here.' Sirius snarked. 'Apparition will get them here in a matter of minutes!' and they ran off...in a very unusual way as its snowing and they can't afford to leave footprints, so Alaude carried him as they jumped from tree to tree. Indeed, just five minutes later, the Reporters came to see a carnage...in the meantime...

Sirius was thinking about his goddaughter who could slice through human bodies like butter. 'You guys seriously gotta elaborate more in a way your creepy lawmakers don't get to you. I want more than just a few words!'

'Yes yes but we really have to make quite a distance first you know...' Lorraine chirped cheerfully. 'It won't do if your face gets plastered on front page!' she giggled girlishly. After running quite a distance, they finally stopped to rest by a frozen riverbank.

'I sent you a letter on what my life is like, correct?' Lorraine told him. 'I omitted my training and the danger to me incase somebody ELSE finds it. Y'see, its exactly as Alaude said whether or not the Dursleys bullied me in life. That fact remains that if any of them spotted me and realized how far I can go...those who will recruit me by force will resort to inhumane methods so I hid my abilities and hid in a place where they can never scout me. I also avoided making friends to prevent hostage blackmail. Europe is pretty unhealthy for me as a result right now so after this mission to rescue Moony and your relatives, I'm never stepping foot in Europe again until I graduate my training y'know.'

'...'

'Join our world but there is no backing out.' Alaude told him. 'The community may be made of muggles, but incredibly dangerous muggles. Some of them can fight like Lorraine and there are some stronger and better than her. I'M better than her.'

'In Alaude's good ol' days, he's known as a one-man army...he can decimate an army by himself my killing of weak wizards is worthless in value in comparison.' Lorraine sighed after bragging about it.

'You make it sound like I'm too old. I'm only 37 years old.'

'You're a ghost from the 19th century so yes, you're old!'

xxx

In their journey, Lorraine caused more deaths by committing Taboo...because she discovered that the Muggle Prime Minister is in the know of the Magical World but nothing much about the goings-on in it unless the Statute of Secrecy is in danger. So shaving numbers aside, Lorraine decided to put Pressure on Fudge by informing the Prime Minister about EVERYTHING that Dumbledore and Fudge kept him ignorant from. Not only that, she sent letters as anonymous to various European Magical Ministers as a warning that Britain didn't tell them about and its up to them what to do with that information.

'I wonder what kind of trouble those rolls of parchment will cause...' Sirius wondered aloud as they used the many owls Dobby procured for them since he could now barely leave as Malfoy Manor is practically Death Eater Headquarters and he had a lot of work. He could only inform them as soon as he finds a breather in his day that he often rebels by doing the bare minimum of work and making food barely palatable as possible and on Lorraine's suggestion, cooked in a way that causes severe weight gain to make them sluggish in the next few weeks or months...and use muggle drugs as potions can easily be detected. They would be helpless slaves to his food and drink in no time and unable to function without his food through addiction thus they'll overeat and overdrink for their fix and no food other than his will sate their drug cravings while slowly become more and more messed up in the head, a suggestion Dobby is gleeful to do since he really, REALLY hates them but he's a house elf who can only obey...so he rebels in what he could. But the fact remains that crazy Death Eaters are even more dangerous. They became more ruthless just to go home faster for their fix. A vicious cycle.

Lorraine felt Dobby helped her big time, she would help him big time too in return. But if they wise up, he must run no matter how many times he was summoned by his Master Family.

'We have decided to destroy Wizarding Britain by giving the Muggle Prime Minister an anonymous push.' Alaude told him. 'Destroy it, and then rebuild it from scratch or drive away the magicals from this island country, leaving only the magical creatures behind to live in peace and the chance to prosper in secret without persecution and discrimination unless they started committing crimes like the wizard idiots.'

'That's pretty interesting.' the three of them froze and turned to see a pale-skinned person with red eyes. His skin is chalk-pale too.

'Vampire!' Sirius yelped, wide-eyed, recognizing the being not far from them.

"He has no...presence?!" Lorraine and Alaude swore. They didn't feel this guy!

'So you intend on using the muggle government to create a change, assuming they'll act...not quite bad. But are you aware of the grand scale it'll cause?'

'Massive wizarding deaths, yes.' said Lorraine flatly. 'But a necessity in order to rebuild.' she said coolly. 'While this war will help out in destroying magical Britain through the economy through the deaths of wizarding families and the fools that run the government, this is also to shake them to the reality that the muggles they belittle for so long...is 100 times more dangerous than them. Magic made them too arrogant and sank so deep in their hubris, thinking having magic made them omnipotent and can only be outdone by each other.'

'But are you not a witch you little miss?' the vampire purred in intrigue. 'You're so cold to your kind.' he chuckled darkly.

'I grew up muggle therefore I saw reality since I was a baby. I live in reality while these fools live in dreamland. Now, time to give them one hell of a wake-up call.' Lorraine snickered sadistically. 'I'd have a request to make. Inform every magical beings that wizarding settlements won't be safe until everything cools over. For now, all magical creatures and beings must focus on survival and staying away from this mess. In the meantime, all of us must put some effort in locating and destroying Horcruxes...otherwise, the troublemaking self-proclaimed Dark Lord cannot truly die thus this mess will never end. So this is also a treasure hunt game.'

'Alright. This ought to be fun...' and the Vampire became a cloud of tiny bats and flew upwards before heading east.

'Speaking of Horcruxes...you said Snape is a double-agent, right?' Lorraine asked Sirius. 'So any Death Eater who gained a Special Mission from yours truly during the First War? It'll be a hint on where the other Horcruxes are we better do what damage we can before we meet our objectives.'

'Special Mission Special Mission...' Sirius muttered, thinking hard. 'Oh yeah, my...younger brother Regulus.' he said gloomily. 'He's so damn soft he was like moldable bread dough, getting nicely kneaded before shaping and baking him in the oven to cook the bread.' he sighed. 'Unlike me who rebelled because I don't like how my family thinks because to them, to be a Pure-blood you're practically royalty and above the law. Its how corruption got so far because other families think the same. Regulus believed in the pure-blood beliefs and traditions thus he was the family favorite...he practically idolized the Dark Lord since we were kids it was all so messed up. From a young age, Regulus admired him and made an ambition to become a Death Eater in later life. Regulus had photos and articles of the Dark Lord and his followers from newspapers hung in his bedroom near a painting of his family crest during his childhood. Regulus received the Dark Mark around the age of sixteen, which our family approved of as Voldemort was seen as striving to achieve pure-blood supremacy over other wizards and Muggles. Even though our parents were never Death Eaters themselves, they agreed with many of his propaganda.'

'One day, he informed the family that he personally got a special mission from HIM, but needed a house elf so he asked our folks for Kreacher. They were so happy and that damn elf was happy with what he calls highest honour for a mere elf...so now I got curious now that you brought it up.' Sirius swore. 'KREACHER!' he roared as an old, aged hunchbacked elf appeared. 'STAY!' he barked as Kreacher winced while muttering darkly. 'Tell me of Regulus' Special Mission with the Dark Lord when he took you with him! That's an Order from the Last Black Heir!' Kreacher stiffened before he resisted and it appeared to be quite a struggle before he began to blubber.

Regulus was furious that Kreacher was used as a Security Test that caused the elf unnecessary torture, and discovered what the security was for. And all proud Dark Families knew what a Horcrux is by the time they graduate Hogwarts but because Sirius graduated and was disowned, he never knew so Regulus inherited that knowledge. Regulus, seeing that this isn't the kind of man who can bring supremacy for their kind, he's the one going to bring them down with his madness. So Kreacher anguishedly said that Regulus ordered him to force Regulus to drink the potion to every last drop and switch the locket with a fake, and destroy the real thing at home and never tell the family of his fate. He would die by redeeming himself of his foolish choice and he left his will to Kreacher who tried in vain to destroy it but he couldn't.

'I see, that's what happened.' Lorraine mused at the sobbing elf as Sirius is in utter shock that his brother died a hero, not a criminal. 'Have you tried raising a Basilisk yourself so you can use its venom to kill it? Dark Families bred illegal dark creatures before with the corrupt ministry just letting them get away with a slap on the wrist...once its job is done, just kill it.'

'K-Kreacher can't do that...Kreacher too weak...Kreacher weaker than serpent king, big no-no! Kreacher is just mere house elf! House elves can't command serpent king!' Kreacher sputtered out, seeing the commanding stare of Sirius, his now master.

'I guess we breed one ourselves but this is gonna be tricky.' Lorraine griped. 'We need a book in how to raise a Basilisk for venom's sake...OR we can exploit the Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts.' she suggested, getting a bright idea. 'What if the famed monster in there is a basilisk? Salazar Slytherin is a snake speaker afterall! There are three creatures that can petrify...but he can't command a cockatrice or a gorgon so that leaves a millennium-old snake! If wizards can't go in without parseltongue, surely House Elves can, locate the Basilisk and use magic to break off a fang while taking care not to get killed or petrified! We can use the venom in the fang to destroy the locket!'

'Kreacher, you heard my goddaughter!' Sirius grinned cheerfully, deciding to take advantage of the situation and Kreacher's feelings for his brother to get him to work for them since he hates him and feeling is mutual. 'This is an important mission for my hero of a little brother! You obtain a Basilisk Fang from Hogwarts' Chamber of Secrets, then bring a venomous fang and the Locket here and destroy it in front of us. Finish what he started yourself and bring justice to Reg!' Kreacher's eyes widened and lit up like christmas came early.

'K-Kreacher do that...for Master Regulus!' and he happily vanished with a pop.

'Well, we wait here then.' Sirius chuckled as Lorraine used her flames to create actual fire and melt the snow around them and evaporate the water for them to sit on. 'Your curse, the diary, the cup and soon the locket. But shit, he made three and you're an accident Lorry...what if he made more than three thus your case is an accident?' He pointed out in dread.

'According to Arithmancy, seven is the magical strongest number.' Lorraine told him, having read books she stole off Flourish and Blotts in her younger years. 'He made six with himself as the seventh piece which may cement his belief to make his immortality solid...but his creation of me and our destruction of the cup messed up that order. For now we can't get the diary. It must be left for last since most likely HE has it.'

'This sucks...'

"...for being a Mist, it must be a natural thing to start things and stir up a mess." Alaude thought as he observed Lorraine. He raised her while make sure the fruit falls very far from the tree...to make sure HE would have no influence on HER because blood can be really thicker than water, she needs good influences in her life constantly by her side.

Soon, Kreacher was back, exhausted but victorious with his booty, and did the deed himself...mission success.