A lot of people have questioned how Medeis wasn't able to notice Daniel hiding under the invisibility cloak and to answer that question, it's not a normal cloak but one of the hallows, and therefore powerful enough that no one under it can be sensed with the force. Also before anybody asks Delphini sensing Daniel, Ron and Hermione was an anomaly and is unlikely to happen again.

Chapter 9

Darth Maul POV Singapore

Darth Maul walked down the medieval streets of the wizarding world of Singapore, it was meant to appear impressive but to someone who had been born and raised in the Galactic Republic it was severely disappointing.

Maul headed towards the building that he knew was Sao Feng's headquarters. Maul had a glamour charm placed on him so no one could see his true appearance. "Is everyone in place?" He asked his operative in Singapore quietly to which he nodded. "Good." Maul stated as he headed towards the entrance where he was stopped by two guards. "We cannot allow you to enter armed." One said holding out his hand.

Reluctantly Maul placed a wand in the man's hand. It wasn't his, he didn't even have a proper wand, the wand he just gave was only something that he had because he knew that they wouldn't allow him to enter otherwise he had handed it over. 'Fools, wands aren't the only weapons,' Maul thought disdainfully at the stupidity of the guards as he walked through the door into a bathhouse of all things.

Maulwalked to the front of the bathhouse, ignoring the looks that were being sent his way by the lazy inhabitants of the room. Walking to the front of the room he found an elderly looking man of seemingly Asian decent. Despite his somewhat frail appearance the man before him was powerful and skilled in the dark side and Maul knew that this was Sao Feng.

"Why are you here?" Sao Feng demanded from him, clearly angry about his precious bath time being disturbed.

"I come here offering an alliance," Maul told the man.

"For what?" Sao asked, not seeming to actually give a damn.

"For conquest," he began before Sao Feng interrupted him.

"More steam." The man ordered one of his servants and Maul couldn't help but smirk when the servant pulled a couple of levers but no change happened. Clearly his soldiers were in position. "So do you serve this rising dark lord in the UK?" Feng asked him, to Maul's surprise. Clearly Sao Feng was more well informed then he had expected. Noticing his surprise the rival dark lord explained, "emissaries sent to the vampires of Romania, the Giants of Norway and the werewolf packs of Greece. Those who respond positively to the emissaries end up sending a large portion of their forces to the UK. Why so many people attempt to take over the British Isles I don't know?" Feng muttered the last part.

"Indeed, I serve the dark lord Medeis." Maul admitted as he observed the forces of Sao Feng. One man in particular seemed unusually nervous, a dark skinned man standing near a Woden pillar. The man appeared nervous but Maul could sense nothing from the man, no emotion what so ever. It was only the fact that Maul could sense his above average power that stopped him from believing the man was an illusion.

"And I can't but wonder," Feng rabbited on, now standing directly behind his unusual servant. "What can this Medeis offer me, that I myself don't already have?" The human demanded of him.

"That depends on what you want?" Maul could sense his soldiers standing directly below them, if Feng would not serve him, then he would soon die.

Feng was quiet for a moment, staring at his unusual follower that was in front of him. "So," the so called dark lord began with such a fury that Maul had to force back a smirk, "You have deceived me. Weapons." The man ordered causing all of the man's followers to stand and point their wands at him.

Smirking Maul withdrew and activated his lightsaber and dropped the glamour on him at the same time. He chucked as he saw the looks of fear and horror being sent his way, especially as more then a few took a step away from him.

"Drop your weapon," Feng ordered him as he grabbed the man in front of him, the tip of his wand glowing in a way that the Sith Lord immediately recognised as the killing curse. "Or I kill the man."

"Go ahead, he doesn't serve me." Maul replied honestly to the confusion of himself and those around him. It was possible the man served Medeis, but in the end it honestly mattered little to him.

"Who do you serve boy?" Feng demanded as he turned the man he was holding around to face him. It was in that moment that Maul saw something in the man's hand that honestly surprised him. A lightsaber.

"I serve the Sith Empire." The man stated coldly as he activated his lightsaber, causing a purple beam to appear and impale and kill the dark lord of Singapore. Now Maul was truly shocked. The Sith Empire had fallen thousands of years ago, the only true Sith left in the galaxy was himself, Medeis and Sidious. It also made Maul doubt that this man served Medeis, Maul knew her plan to conquer the galaxy was similar to Sidious' and she wouldn't do anything stupid like revealing the that they were Sith.

The forces of Sao Feng were in shock at the death of their leader and appeared unsure of what to do,but they were of little concern to him. Maul could sense dozens of people heading their way, people that likely worked with the man who had just killed Sao Feng. The man turned to face him and Maul saw that his eyes were the same yellow as all those who wielded the dark side of the Force. "You have one choice pretender, join us or die."

"You can try." Darth Maul snapped before ordering, "now soldiers, kill them all." He ordered as two small explosions took place below them, creating holes in the floor which his soldiers proceeded to climb through. Barely a second the far wall of the bathhouse exploded in a force of fire and dozens of unknown enemies forced their way into the bathhouse, creating a three way battle.

The forces of Sao Feng were losing greatly, they were taken by surprise and demoralised by the death of their leader, most were throwing down their weapons and surrendering. Only the diehard loyalists remained. Maul noted with a bit of pride that his own forces were clearly more skilled then these unknown soldiers but what they lacked in skill they made up for in sheer numbers.

Maul engaged the soldier with the purple lightsaber. He was well trained and seemed to fight in an Arturu style, but it became clear early on the Maul was the superior warrior. "Where did you get that weapon?" He asked the man.

"Passed down through my family." The man answered only just able to block a blow that would have decapitated him.

"Who do you serve?" He asked him.

"The Sith Empire." The man answered with pride.

"The empire fell thousands of years ago," Maul stated, propping for answers.

"It will rise again." The man screamed in anger and in that moment Maul drove his lightsaber through his chest.

"It will, but you won't be there to serve it." He told the dying man.

Another explosion drew his attention as the great door of the bathhouse was destroyed with dozens more enemies pouring through it, at their head was a man who radiated power in the force. This was no mere follower, but a true master of the force, Maul realised. The man, who Maul only believed was a man due to his strong build was covered from head to toe in armour unlike anything he had ever seen.

The man withdraw and activated a golden lightsaber and launched at him. This man was clearly far more skilled then the one Maul had just bested, proven by the fact that he was quickly put on the defensive. During their fast and brutal fight Maul realised that this man used the Juyo combat style, and unlike Maul himself, he was a master at it. In fact his skill seemed to rival the Darth Sidious'. "Who are you?" Maul demanded but he got no reply. Instead the man jumped over his head and before he even had a chance to turn around the man slashed his lightsaber, and Maul only had one thought after that.

'I can't feel my legs'.

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Medeis POV

'The chamber of secrets has been opened, enemies of the heir beware,' but the threat wasn't nearly as interesting as the cat. It's brain activity was practically nonexistent, most of its vital organs had shut with the exception of a small heartbeat. For all intents and purposes the cat was dead, or at the very least was on the verge of dying but it wasn't. The Sith was more then a little intrigued by it. In fact she was so intrigued by it that she paid no attention to the dozens of students and staff heading towards her.

More then a dozen gasps filled the air as the students finally closed in on her and Delphini but Medeis didn't care about what was going through the narrow minded children's heads. "'Enemies of the heir beware', you'll be next mudbloods." the brat that was known as Draco Malfoy loudly declared, while Medeis wondered how that boy got into Slytherin with such a stupid declaration. More then two thirds of the school were either muggleborns or half bloods and the brat was more then likely to end up attacked for his remark, regardless of his bodyguards, or his family's influence.

"What's going on here?" The loud and unpleasant voice of Argus Filch demanded. "Come on make way." The man barged his way through the students. "Ms Norris?" The man asked in shock and horror before it was replaced with blinding anger as he looked at her. "You murdered my cat, I'll kill you, I'll kill-"

"Oh shut up you old bastard." Medeis snapped and the old man did just that, clearly not used to anyone talking back at him. "And unfortunately that stupid cat isn't dead."

"Why you little-" Argus began before he was once again interrupted, this time by the headmaster.

"Argus," the old but powerful voice called the caretaker to a halt. Dumbledore played the part well but Medeis could sense that there wasn't an ounce of shock in the old man. While occlumency could hide your thoughts and memories it did nothing to hide ones emotions, and therefore she knew that Dumbledore had the very least been expecting something like this to happen. "Everyone go back to their dormitories, everyone except you two." Dumbledore ordered as he pointed at her and Delphini, all but accusing them in the eyes of the student population.

Delphini hid her nervousness well enough but Medeis could sense that she was scared about what could happen. "She's not dead Argus, but she has been petrified." Dumbledore explained.

"Ah, thought so," Lockheart began walking to the wall, trying to seem important. "Such a shame I wasn't here. I know just the counter curse that could have spared her." He bragged while everyone present, Delphini included, refrained from rolling their eyes. Most of the teachers as well as many of the older students had long since realised that Gilderoy Lockheart was nowhere near as skilled as he liked to think he was.

"Though how she has been petrified I cannot say." The old man muttered while Argus blatantly proceeded to accuse her.

"For starters, I don't give a shit about your stupid little cat, second I only just got here barely a second before everyone else did, so I would appreciate you not accusing me, especially without proof." Medeis snapped at the useless old caretaker.

"While headmaster, it is entirely possible that Miss Potter and Miss Riddle were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time." Snape began "however, it doesn't explain why neither of them were at the feast." Snape pointed it.

"Is going to the feast compulsory?" Delphini asked their head of house.

"No it isn't, but it still doesn't explain why neither of you were actually present at the feast." Snape answered back.

"Lexi was helping me with a bit of homework professor." Delphini snarked, "You know that twenty inches potions homework you set us that is to be done by Friday." Snape just glared at Delphini in response.

"Delphi was afraid that she wouldn't be able to finish her essay in time, so I decided to help her out." Medeis continued to what her apprentice had stated. "However, we got distracted and failed to realise how much time had passed and that we had missed the feast." She could tell that the teachers weren't happy with her response but there was nothing the lot of them could do about it. The teachers had no proof that she and Delphini were responsible for the writing on the wall.

"Very well, the two of you may return to your common room." Dumbledore dismissed them and they left, eager to get away.

As she and Delphini walked away her thoughts drifted to her apprentice. "What was that sound?" Delphini asked her when there was no one around.

Making sure that there was no ghost, student or portrait watching them Medeis drew her wand and pointed it at her shocked apprentice. "Serpensorcia." She cast, causing a four foot long snake to be summoned from her wand.

The snake moved to attack Delphini who started at the snake in shock and horror. "Stop." Delphini ordered in parceltoungue, confirming Delphini's abilities.

"A speaker?" The snake asked shocked. Medeis had always found that snakes were unusually intelligent animals, if rather arrogant. "Do you have any requests?" The snake asked.

Delphini looked at the snake and then at her with a glint in her eyes that made Medeis smile slightly. "Attack the woman who summoned you." Delphini ordered. When the snake turned to attack her Medeis she simply banished it.

"That voice you heard, my apprentice, was a snake. You and I are both parcelmouths, we can speak to snakes." When she finished speaking she sent a silent cutting curse at Delphini's arm, causing her to yelp. Medeis healed the wound a minute later but the message was clear. "Be smarter apprentice, or you'll get yourself killed." 'Likely by my own hand,' Medeis thought. Delphini should have realised that she could also speak to snakes, the girl was more then smart enough. "Now come on." She ordered as the two of them headed towards the Slytherin common room.

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Medeis was sitting at the the Slytherin table in the great hall, her breakfast lying forgotten in front of her as she stared at the newspaper. It was barely two days after the message on the wall and Medeis had sent a letter to the editor of The Wizard Times but after the revelation in the ICW Informanmt, the official newspaper of the International Confederation of Wizards, the population of wizarding Britain would consider the message about the chamber of secrets merely a cruel prank. 'So much for weakening Dumbledore's support,' Medeis thought annoyed before her thoughts drifted back to the newspaper in her hands.

The Dark Lord Sao Feng killed.

Though the details are sketchy but while treating with an unknown dark wizard, the dark lord of Singapore was ambushed by an unknown group, with his forces along with himself all wiped out down to the last man.

Investigators are looking into this mystery group and are offering anyone with any information about those responsible a reward up to 10,000 gold dragons and are warning all civilians to be extremely cautious.

Medeis didn't bother reading the rest of the newspaper, she just couldn't bring herself to. If it was Maul who had killed Sao Feng then the news wouldn't bother her as much, yes Sao Feng would have been useful, but he was neither vital or necessary and his death was of no consequence. What bothered her was the fact that Maul hadn't contacted her to inform her of what happened, which could mean any number of things, from him either being captured or by some inconvenience actually breaking the oaths that bound him to her.

This unknown group was a wild card. She had eyes and ears in every country and criminal organisation on this bloody backwater planet, and while Medeis wasn't arrogant enough to pretend she knew everything, it irked that she hadn't had the faintest idea that there was a group out their plotting against Sao Feng, and possibly other powerful dark mages on this planet, herself included.

Medeis glanced around the great hall, the majority of the students had never even heard of Sao Feng and therefore his death had no consequence on them. The teachers on the other hand were a completely different matter, all of them were pleased and relieved by the news, more pleased then they were since before the writing on the wall was revealed.

"What's the big deal anyway?" Ginny asked her. "So what if some dark wizard in Singapore was killed?" The girl was feeling extremely tired, in fact Ginny felt like she was on the verge of collapsing and she had no idea why. She didn't think she had stayed up late last night. In fact she couldn't actually remember much of what had happened yesterday.

Medeis was more then slightly amused by the fact that Ginny had absolutely no idea what was happening to her. Honestly, how stupid do you have to be to pour your heart and soul into a talking book, especially one that came into your possession through mysterious circumstances. Even in the wizarding world sentient objects were rare and not to be trifled with. "Because the people who killed Sao Feng could be worse then he ever was." Medeis answered her.

"But if they killed a dark lord, aren't they good?" Ginny asked her in confusion.

"Possibly," depending on your point of view she added in her mind. "But this group could simply be removing their competition."

Ginny didn't say anything else at her words, deep in thought, about what she did not know. The girl herself had a matter of weeks, at most a couple of months, before Voldemort had taken her over completely. Medeis would have to slow the process down somehow, she did not have all the ingredients for the ritual, not yet at least.

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If someone had told her, rising dark lord and Sith Apprentice Darth Medeis, that she would not only like, let alone love, the sport that was quidditch she would have killed them for the insult. She didn't know if it was the brutality, or the feeling of flying through the air, but she truly loved the sport and when she ruled the galaxy she promised to make it far more popular, and not limited to a single planet.

"Ready Potter?" Flint asked her as they headed towards the quidditch pitch, all dressed in the Slytherin uniform.

"Born ready Flint." She had developed something of a friendship, if you will, with her teammates. The seven of them headed towards the quidditch pitch, where Medeis could sense the hundreds of students, and the staff of Hogwarts. Even a few of the parents of the team players had turned up. 'Oh, my parents have come. How lovely,' Medeis thought with a smirk as she sensed her parents and twin sisters. She wondered briefly who they supported, her or Daniel.

"And her comes the slimy Slytherin team," the Gryffindor student on the speeker began. She couldn't help but wonder why the teachers would have a Gryffindor commentating on. Ignoring the commentator she and her team flew out onto the field so that they hovered opposite the Gryffindor team. Medeis smirked and gave a small sarcastic wave to her brother who seemed to be trying to look at anyone and anything but her.

"No I want a nice clean game, from all of you." Madam Hooch warned them from the pitch as she then proceeded to release the bludgers and the snitch. Medeis was sure to keep an eye on the snitch. The spells on the snitch masked it, making it almost as hard to sense as it was to see.

"The quaffle is released, and the games begin," Jordan Lee bellowed as Madam Hooch threw the quaffle into the air, and not wasting a second Flint immediately darted forward, snatching the quaffle and heading straight for the Gryffindor goals with his fellow chasers following closely behind him.

After a couple of minutes of waiting Medeis launched herself straight for the ground, with her brother following as fast as he could, pushing his nimbus 2000 to the max trying to keep up with her. "This is impossible, surely Potter, the bad Potter I mean, couldn't have seen the snitch already, could she?" Jordan exclaimed as she and her brother headed towards the ground at breakneck speed. Medeis could sense the confusion then the realisation coming from her brother as he pulled away from the flight. Muttering a silent curse she pulled back before she reached the ground, annoyed that her brother hadn't fallen for her trick.

"Attempting to pull a whonski faint on her own brother," Jordan exclaimed over the speakers, "that is absolutely despicable, and something only the most evil-"

"JORDAN." McGonagoll exclaimed at the boy, so loudly that even without a speaker she was heard around the pitch.

"Sorry professor." Jordan replied, not sounding sorry at all.

With the snitch nowhere in sight Medeis settled for watching the game. The Gryffindors were skilled, more so then her own team, there was no doubt about that. But even if her team didn't have the Nimbus 2001's Medeis doubted their ability to win. For all their skill they were bound by rules that literally didn't exist in Quidditch. It was quite possibly the only sport on the planet that didn't prohibit playing dirty, and her team mates took full advantage of that.

It was only the premonitions of the force that stopped her from loosing her head as she ducked under the bludger, feeling the air on her hair. "Oi, you two," she yelled at the two beaters on her team. "What are you two doing, stroking each other? Do your flipping job."

After the third time that she only just managed to dodge the fucking bludger Medeis began examining it with the Force. "Oh fuck." She muttered when she saw what it was. It was cursed to attack her. Oh she was going to kill whoever cursed that flying ball. The longer the game lasted the greater her chances were of getting it, and she didn't want to reveal her powers in front of the entire school.

Medeis expanded her senses throughout the pitch and the extending lands, sensing the snitch was hard, but not impossible. After about ten minutes of looking and sensing around the field she finally found it, around the massive Ravenclaw tower stand. Pushing her Nimbus 2001 to its limit she raced after the snitch, which darted towards the ground.

Unlike last time her brother didn't follow her immediately but when he too saw the snitch he rushed to intercept her, slamming into her as he reached her. Glaring Medeis slammed back into Daniel much, much harder that he almost slipped off his broom. The two siblings raced after the snitch, even following it into the underground stands, while the bludger trailed behind them.

The two of them weaved through all the banisters and dodged the bludger that was determined to kill them with a skill that would have made a professional athlete jealous. Slowly but surely her brother began to overtake her, Medeis had but a few weeks experience of riding a broom while Daniel had been riding a broom since he could walk. Reaching out with the force she forced the back of Daniel's broom down, causing it to catch a beam that her brother flew over, sending him flying with a yelp as he lost control of his broom and went crashing into the ground.

With a smirk Medeis followed the snitch back onto the field. She was barely a few feat away from the snitch and she held out her hand to catch it. Just as she closed her fist around the snitch, finally catching the annoying golden ball, the bludger smashed into her arm with all the strength of a hammer, breaking her bones. It wasn't the first time she had broken her arm and Medeis had suffered though far more painful injuries that it barely fazed her. But it did cause her to lose control of her broom and to fall on the floor, good thing she was barely more then a meter above the floor anyway.

"Alexia Potter has caught the snitch, Slytherin wins." Jordan Lee exclaimed in disappointment but it was drowned out in the roaring applause coming from the Slytherin stands. Unfortunately she had barely a minute to roll out of the way as that blasted bludger made another fucking attempt on her life.

"Deffindo." A voice she recognised as James Potter's yelled out as a blast of light collided with the bludger, finally destroying the blasted thing. "Are you alright Lexi?" Her father asked her as he, her mother, along with a dozen teachers including her head of house and the headmaster.

"My arm is fucking broken." She snapped back at him in fury, her inability to do anything lest to raise their suspicions he'd lead to a steady increase in rage that was at breaking point.

"Not to worry my lady, I shall fix that arm straight away." That asshole Lockheart proclaimed as he crouched down next to her and unraveled the sleeve on her broken arm, see,img unaware of the flare of pain it was causing her.

"I would much rather Madam Phomfrey," she stated in a cold voice that actually made the imbeciles pause for a moment.

"The poor girl doesn't know what she's saying." The man replied with that same infuriating smile that she so desperately wanted to punch off.

"I would much rather a trained medi witch." She snapped in a much louder voice, but like always Dumbledore decided in his infinite wisdom to be a pain in her ass.

"Come now Lexi, Gilderoy has much experience with these types of injuries. It would simply be a waist of Madam Phomfrey's time to head to the hospital wing for something as simple as a broken bone." The man said it in such a way that there was no legitimate reason to refuse. In the eyes of the people Lockheart was a wizard that had few equals. If he messed this up then Medeis would make him suffer as only she knew how.

"Brakearm ermendo." The man casted and her arm went limp. She tried to move, to raise her, to twitch her fingers but she couldn't. That bastard had vanished the bones in her arm, she realised as Medeis struggled to contain her fury, which was now at breaking point. "Now that can sometimes happen," the man prattled on, "but the bones are not broken."

"Broken," her father bellowed in anger, "there's no bones left."

"But much more flexible." The man reasoned as he proceeded to grab her arm and twisted it backwards, finally causing the infamous fury of the Sith to snap.

"You bastard." Medeis screamed in anger as she launched her self as Lockheart, forcing him into the ground as wrapped her one good hand around Lockheart's throat, squeezing her hand, she began to choke the life out of him.

"Lexi," a voice called out but she ignored it, completely focused on the task at hand. Killing Gilderoy Lockheart. A man tried to pull her away but she just kicked him in the crotch. As she continued to strangle Lockheart she took great joy in the fear that passed through his eyes, it was intoxicating. She was so focused on killing him that she completely ignored the war into the force gave her.

"Stupefy." And her world went black.

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Luna Lovegood POV

Luna couldn't help but truly smile as she stood next to Ginny as they excitedly waited for the long waited duelling club to start. She hoped it was her head of house Professor Flitwick, Luna had heard that the small teacher was once a professional dualist. "Are you looking forward Luna?" Ginny asked her, seeming a little more like her normal self. Ginny's time at Hogwarts hadn't been pleasant and she had began to see a growing darkness in her that frightened Luna, so she had resolved to be there for herin any way that she could.

"Of course Ginny, the nargles are most excited." Luna answered, causing a couple of people standing near them to snort and silently call her loony, not that she cared. Contrary to what people thought Luna was more then aware of how people viewed her, she just simply couldn't bring herself to care about their narrow minded views and opinions.

Luna couldn't help but suddenly shiver as she looked over to the entrance of the great keep and saw the darkness entering the hall, along with the growing shadow, Delphini Riddle. Luna had never been able to explain her power, only that when she looked at people she could see their magic, how powerful they were, as well as, read for a lack of better word, their emotions and intentions.

When Luna looked at Alexia Potter all she could see malevolence, evil and dark magic, there was barely a sliver of light and goodness in her. Potter was a lost cause, Delphini on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel a good deal of sadness and sorrow for the girl. True there had been a shade of darkness in her that Luna had seen when she first saw the girl, but there had also been a good deal of light in the girl. Now however, that light seemed to be growing dimmer day by day. Alexia Potter's influence she knew.

When Alexia turned to face her she immediately turned away, and it was then that she saw that Alexia was instead looking at Ginny instead of her, who the darkness proceeded to give a small smile to. Luna didn't need her sight to know that the smile was fake and completely devoid of true feeling but that didn't stop Ginny from giving the older girl a large smile of her own, to Luna's dread.

The population of the school had given the darkness a wide birth ever since the incident at the quidditch pitch where she had tried to kill Lockheart, and likely would have succeeded if it wasn't for the headmaster. The fact that poor Colon had been petrified outside the hospital wing where Alexia had been staying until the bones in her arm could be regrown had also caused all sorts of rumours to fly about the school. The most prominent of which was that Alexia Potter was the heir of Slytherin. The incident had caused the entire school to shun her, as well as spread anger and rage all directed at her, but Potter didn't seem to care. In fact Luna was all but certain that the darkness liked the way the school viewed, even seemed to feed on it.

"Gather round, gather round. Can everyone see me? Can you all hear me?" Gilderoy Lockheart announced as the man entered the hall, giving his winning smile which caused more then a few idiot girls to sigh and blush. Once everyone had stood around the massive duelling table for n the great hall Lockheart spoke again. "In light of recent events, Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this little duelling club. In order to train you all up, in case you ever need to face the dark forces, like I my self have done on several occasions. For full details see my published work." Luna noticed more then a few eye rolls from the students around, at least those that weren't staring starstruck at their professor.

The man threw his cloak to a group of girls, who immediately started fighting over it. "Let me introduce my assistant Professor Snape." Lockheart called out as the most hated teacher in Hogwarts walked onto the stage, two dark eyes looking at Lockheart with an expression full of hate. "He has sportingly agreed to help me with a demonstration, now I don't want any of you youngsters to worry. You'll still have your potions master when I'm through with him." The man bragged, but Luna could sense the air of nervousness hiding under his confident facade, there was no chance that he'd be able to beat Professor Snape.

The two professors drew their wands and walked towards each other, bowed and then walked three meters back, away from the other. "One, two, three."

"Expelliarmus!" Snape drawled and there was a dazzling flash of scarlet light and Lockheart was blasted off his feet. He flew backwards off the stage, smashed into the wall and slid down it to sprawl on the floor.

"Excellent use of the disarming spell, professor Snape." Lockheart complimented as he got back onto the stage. "But if I had wanted to stop you, it would have only been to easy."

"Perhaps it would be better to teach the students to block unfriendly spells," Snape suggested with a vicious smirk, greatly pleased by how he had so easily beaten the arrogant teacher.

"Yes, well let's have a volunteer pair. Potter, Weasley, how about you?" Lockheart asked, pointing at Daniel and his friend Ron, but the idea was shot down by Snape immediately.

"Weasley causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'd be sending Potter to the hospital wing in a match box." The teachers words, along with the sniggers around the hall caused Ronald to turn a rather fascinating shade of red. "Might I suggest someone from my own house, Malfoy perhaps."

Both Malfoy and Potter walked onto the stage, grudgingly bowed to each other and then walked to the opposite side of the pitch. "On the count of three, you will cast your spells to disarm your opponent. Only to disarm, we don't want any accidents here. One, two-"

"Iverta statu." Draco called out before the count reached three, taking Daniel by surprise and sending him several meters backwards.

Daniel got back up and with a lot more power fuelled in his spell he cast, "Rictusempra." The spell sent Malfoy flying before he landed on his bum right in front of his head of house, who proceeded to pick him back up.

"I said disarm only." Gilderoy called out, only to be ignored again.

"Serpencorcia." Malfoy called out, causing a four fort long snake to fly out of his wand, to a completely unsure to Daniel.

"Don't worry Potter, I'll get rid of it for you." Snape drawled as he took a few steps forward.

"Allow me, Professor Snape." Lockheart interrupted. "Varlate arcendia." The spell banished the snake nearly twenty meters into the air before landing completely unharmed, but now very angry, in front of Alexia Potter.

The snake hissed at her before launching itself at her, only for the evil to grab the snake just below its head at an almost impossible speed. Potter raised the thrashing snake into the air while she locked eyes with Lockheart who visibly gulped. With a smirk Lexi tightened her fist and a loud snapping sound was heard as she broke the snakes neck.

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Medeis headed straight to the dark forest, it was well past midnight and there was no one following her. There was only one ingredient left in her ritual, and it was located deep in the forest. Delving into the force Medeis rushed into the forest, tracking down and hunting the only beacon of light in the forest. A unicorn.

Rushing through the forest she chased after the unicorn that she was tracking. The unicorn could sense her darkness just as she could sense it sickening light side, and bolted. If she played fair then the unicorn would have easily escaped her, but she did not play fair. Banishing rocks and trees, sending force lightning and a range of other tactics that constantly kept the unicorn in her sight.

Medeis was playing with it. But she was quickly growing bored and with a force powered leap she launched herself in front of the unicorn, causing it to neigh and back away in fear. Blasting it with force lightning she smirked as it wailed pathetically. After not even a minute of being held under the lightning the unicorn collapsed on its side, and only then did she finally released it from her power.

"Do you know why the dark side is stronger then the light?" Medeis asked the unicorn as she crouched down next to it, causing it to whine. "It's not a matter of power, but willingness, those who follow the dark side aren't bound by the same limits and principles as those of the light side." She informed the unicorn as she withdrew a knife and a flask, causing the animal to thrash and shake in fear but she kept it in place with the force.

Bringing the knife to the unicorns neck Medeis proceeded to slit the animals throat, causing it to whine and wimped as its silver blood on pooled into her flask. Once her flask was completely filled she began to head back to the school, leaving the animal to die.

She was halfway to the edge of the forest when she realised that she was being followed. The fact that she was only now noticing spoke a lot about the competence about whoever was following her. Medeis fingered her lightsaber slightly as she processed how to deal with those following her. It would be easier to kill them, but easier wasn't always better. "Whoever you are, I applaud you. It isn't everyday that someone manages to sneak up on me without me noticing. Reveal yourselves." She ordered in a commanding tone.

As one a dozen men and women revealed themselves, all wearing battle robes, in what Medeis believed was enchanted dragon hide, which was unfortunate, enchanted dragon hide possessed minor spell resistance. They were also all exceptionally powerful in the dark side. Medeis was pleased, she relished the prospect of a decent fight. "Why are you hear?" Medeis asked, stalling for time as she assessed her enemies, who was the strongest, the weakest and who was clearly in charge.

"To kill you." The obvious leader of the group stated, drawling a blade that she could sense was imbued with the force.

"Well then, shall we?" Medeis asked with a smirk as she activated her lightsaber and withdrew her wand.

End of chapter 9. Sorry for the delay but I had writers block.