" Hear Me Roar!"
Times for fun were few and far between, but these students weren't going to let a war stop their romance, they were taking advantage of a night visit sanctioned by the Headmaster to Hogsmeade. Both Gryffindors, they expected that they'd be all right. The death eaters hadn't attacked Hogsmeade for a long time, but that didn't mean that there weren't death eaters who wouldn't take advantage of a few foolish hormonal teenagers.
The slightly drunk teenagers were on their way back to the castle after a night spent in the Three Broomsticks. They'd just reached the path that would lead them back to the school when it happened.
" Petrificus Totalis." Both teenagers fell down with a cry onto the ground. The hoarse, raspy voice that shouted that spell stunned a few onlookers, but they didn't do anything. When the death eater stepped out of the shadows, clad in his gear, everyone screamed and the ran off, leaving the girl and the boy helpless. But they watched from afar. The death eater leered at the girl, and he started to hastily undress himself. Wide eyed, the girl watched as the death eater undressed himself.
A shadow fell over them both, stopping the death eater, who even in his preoccupied state, wasn't stupid enough to ignore something like this. The death eater twisted his head around to see a woman dressed in black with some sort of mask that covered her head. The most sinister thing about her were the green eyes which glowed eerily.
" I love a big, strong man who's not afraid to rape a girl half his size." She mocked in a coy voice. The death eater growled in anger, then he sized her up. She would be so easy for him to take. The death eater stopped undressing himself and took out his wand, and marched closer to her, thinking it would be easy.
" Careful, it's my first time," Catwoman said, then she launched herself at him with a flurry of kicks that knocked his wand out of his hand, followed by blows to his chest and face. The death eater grunted, then groaned as Catwoman's legs and claws flashed across his face and chest. Finally Catwoman kicked him hard in the chest, knocking the breath out of him, knocking him against the wall of a house. The onlookers were too stunned to do anything, the girl the death eater had been about to rape managed to break free of the petrification and shakily got up into the arms of her boyfriend who'd also broken the petrification on himself.
Catwoman's hand ripped the mask off the death eater before he could do anything about it. Catwoman truly didn't care if this piece of filth was a death eater or not, but it was highly unusual for death eaters to wander about solo, making Catwoman think this scum was simply using the guise of the death eaters to rape who he wanted. Catwoman showed the terrified man her claws, and slashed them across his face making him howl with pain before she stunned him with his own magic.
Catwoman breathed hard, then turned to face the girl and the boy who'd been caught unawares by the man. The girl was gushing gratefully,
" Thanks, I..urk!" She gasped when Catwoman's still clawed hand closed over her mouth. The points of her claws gently touched the delicate skin, warning her clearly not to resist.
" You think it's so easy, don't you? Waiting for someone to save you." Catwoman leant forward, her breath warm on the faces of both teenagers. She hissed in a sultry voice, " I am Catwoman. Hear me roar!" With that, Catwoman cartwheeled away into the darkness.
" Catwoman?" Dumbledore asked as he and a few teachers and aurors came down to the village to investigate the latest incident. Dumbledore was disappointed the aurors hadn't been as diligent about the protection of the Hogwarts students as he'd hoped, there were supposed to be patrols throughout the village. But Dumbledore had more important things to concern himself with.
Minerva McGonagall's face was like stone, " That's what they said, they described her. The description was just like that of the surveillance photograph taken from Amelia Bones's office." The transfiguration teacher was careful to lower her voice when she said that. She didn't know if any of Amelia's loyal aurors were here, if they were and they heard what she'd just said then the Order would be in real trouble. Amelia Bones was their ally, the last thing they needed was to lose her. The Order was short of allies as it was. Was it possible though that this ' Catwoman ' was an ally?
Dumbledore frowned, " Hmm, that explains the way the death eaters that attacked McMillan manor were left. Some of them had what looked like claw marks. Who was this faker?" The old headmaster added when he looked with disgust at the man. Some wizards had taken the death eater disguise, and used them to spread their own terror, rape, murder sprees. Voldemort wasn't happy about it, and spent a lot of time making sure his own followers didn't did any of that. He also had his death eaters find the fakers and torture and kill them as examples. He hadn't been successful, but Dumbledore was glad this one had been caught before he'd raped Miss Mandrake.
McGonagall's lips pursed in greater disgust, " Mervin Carrow, related to the Carrow twins. But according to Severus he's not a real death eater, his parents felt the family had quite a few already."
Dumbledore knew she was speaking about the repugnant twins, and his disdain for this...creature boiled his stomach with rage. " Seems his taste is similar to those two. Get this thing out of my sight," he added to a pair of aurors to get them to do something constructive. He'd be speaking to Amelia about the lack of aurors in the village.
The deputy headmistress and the headmaster of Hogwarts walked away, speaking to themselves.
" What does this mean Albus?"
Dumbledore took out his wand, casting a non verbal silencing ward around himself and McGonagall. " I've had suspicions since we heard the department of magical records was broken into. The thief was somehow able to stop the defences in the Ministry without the use of a wand, leaving no signature. Now, only wandless magic users, to my knowledge, can do things like that. That's when I remembered something Bellatrix said, about Selina Potter's ability to manipulate magic by her mind alone. Added to that the girl's been missing for 5 years. There's no telling what the girl's capable of now, especially with the prophecy over her head."
McGonagall hadn't expected this. The subject of Selina Potter was taboo in the Order, there were quite a few members who believed that the girl should've been restrained, but those same members had been in Dumbledore's office the day the girl had left. Minerva was sure she hadn't seen them cast a spell on her. Bellatrix, being the only person Selina trusted, had been shunned unfairly, then she'd left without any warning.
" That's why you wanted Bellatrix's home watched, you think Selina's with her?" McGonagall asked in realisation. It made sense, Bella had always had faith in her goddaughter. Bella was the first person Selina would go to.
Dumbledore nodded, pleased that Minerva had made the deduction without just following him blindly like she normally did. Sometimes even Dumbledore, accustomed to being blindly obeyed and followed, grew aggravated from the lack of initiative shown by the people he worked with.
" Yes," he replied, " I'm hoping that Selina wont suspect anything wrong. Tonight when we have the next meeting, I intend to make sure the people watching are aurors, the last person I want watching over Bellatrix's property is someone like Mundungus."
McGonagall, of course, had her own thoughts and feelings about the little thief. He wasn't even a proper criminal in her eyes, but she knew better than to voice these thoughts to Dumbledore. He wouldn't listen anyway.
Lord Voldemort held the newspaper in his hands, he felt that he'd read the strange story so many times that he felt he'd committed it to memory by now. The story of the faker trying to rape that girl whilst under the guise of a death eater infuriated the dark lord. Here they were, trying to restore the Magical world to it's rightful place and integrity, and scum thought they could steal the death eater guise and use it for themselves. He'd wanted to torture the Carrow twins, but he knew it would do no good in the long run. It was this...Catwoman that had Voldemort baffled, and yet hadn't his newest ally told him about her, and more importantly, who she was?
He walked to the room where his new...associate was using to train himself. The man was moving his muscular bulk gracefully, practicing kicks and punches. Voldemort cleared his throat. The man stopped training, the dim light casting a shadow on the left side of his face.
" You might want to read this." Voldemort said handing the paper over to him, the dark lord moving back so then he could properly see the man's reaction.
The man read the paper, his eyes curious. Then his mouth contorted, rage started to burn in his eyes. With a roar, he threw the paper in the air, whipped out a knife and hurled it towards the paper. The paper was caught by the knife, pinning it to the wall.
" Catwoman...she's here. Selina Potter is here," the man spat.
" Why would she use this guise?" Voldemort asked patiently. He'd known the story of how this man had encountered this ' Catwoman' but it was a good thing he knew who she was. The dark lord was surprised by the disguise she used to fight then in though. Voldemort thought it was quite childish of her after hearing so much about her.
The man waved an impatient hand, " Does it really matter? We can work together, I know how this bitch thinks. We can kill her together, you and I, Lord Voldemort."
Voldemort wasn't happy about this, he'd hoped to capture the girl before torturing her and having his way with her before he passed her around his followers. Then and only infront of the Light side community, with their lies, their half truths, their arrogance, would he finally kill her. Besides it offended the dark lord's pride that this filthy muggle was here, but he needed an ally. This arrogant fool hated Selina Potter just as much as he did, but to co-operate with a muggle, someone Voldemort believed unworthy to even exist, infuriated the dark lord. When he'd outlived his usefulness, maybe then he would kill him.
