Hello everyone. I had lost my interest in this story for a while and decided to focus more on The Master's Cup and Lord and Lady Phoenix, but now I've gotten my groove back and am ready for writing more chapters.
So now, here it is. Chapter ten, the latest installment of the story, The Lady of Azkaban!
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Previously on The Lady of Azkaban
The magical boundaries surrounding Azkaban were clearly dead ahead. He was flying high above the clouds and made out a huge black circle easily standing out against the normal white clouds.
Even from up here, Harry could feel the winds swirling violently underneath the dark cloud. Colossal bolts of lightning crashed into the ocean miles below. He could still feel the power of those blasts.
"You'd think wizards would think about Muggle airplanes flying over the clouds and seeing that." Harry grumbled.
"But when have witches and wizards ever used logic Harry?" Rowena asked logically.
"You four do." Harry pointed out.
"As do you Harry." Salazar commented. "Few are humble yet wise enough to think outside of the box as the muggles say. Wizards usually think that saying involves an actual cardboard box."
"That's the wizarding world for you Salazar." Helga sighed.
"And the wizarding world does not realize how much more advanced muggles really are. That hydrogen bomb of theirs is more powerful than a zillion Killing curses." Godric informed them.
"And that Sniper Riffle is far more accurate than using a wand." Rowena said.
"There is really only one thing that is on the same level. Both muggle and wizard governments are completely screwed." Everyone laughed at Salazar's truthful joke.
"Well Harry," Helga said. "Are you ready?"
Harry thought about his plan for a minute. It was highly faulty and so many things could go wrong. Then he thought of those warm brown eyes.
"Let's do this."
And he dived straight into the dark storm of hell.
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The Lady of Azkaban
Chapter Ten
The Storm of Azkaban.
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The violent winds almost immediately knocked him off his broom. They pushed and pulled in every direction, drastically changing their paths every few seconds.
'No! I've got to hold on!' Harry yelled in his mind.
The winds only kept getting stronger. Harry fought against the winds as hard as he could.
"Harry!" Godric shouted. "Hold on!"
"The barrier surrounding Azkaban is nearing. Use the spell I taught you, NOW!" Salazar commanded.
Harry gripped his wand tightly. Any disturbance, and his wand could be forever lost in the storm of Azkaban.
He pointed his wand of holly and phoenix at the barricade surrounding the infamous prison.
With a deep breath he roared, "Sevundiate."
An invisible beam shot out of his wand and collided with an equally invisible shield.
The spell Sevundiate was created to forced an entry into any type of surface, magical or not. And it was very subtle so no one overlooking the wars would notice unless they looked very, very carefully.
Because of the cockiness of the wizarding world, Harry doubted that would happen.
Azkaban was protected by hundreds of wards, curses, and magical barriers cast by numerous talented witches and wizards at the Ministry of Magic.
However, every single one of those protections was designed to block the magical spells, curses, hexes, and potions created in the last three hundred years. The Ministry had never bothered to place protection from any magic earlier than that.
Harry saw a small hole that was glowing, it was the only spot not barricaded.
Fighting the howling winds, he flew straight for the hole.
Then, a horrid mind numbing cold crept upon him. He could not move a muscle. His brain couldn't even think. He went still.
And he fell to the darkness.
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Ginny and Sirius walked quietly down Hall X, the hall for the most dangerous criminals in the entire wizarding world. Today was the day. They were going to escape. They would finally be free.
A spine shattering cold rushed down the hall. Just a hundred feet in front of them, the locked door right behind it, was the demon of Azkaban. The dementor.
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It was darker than Harry had ever experienced. He couldn't see anything but the horizon of blackness surrounding him. He was too afraid to move.
The painting of the founders was gone.
There was not a fragment of light.
He was all alone.
He found the little strength he had and began to walk around. He couldn't tell if he had been in this darkness for mere minutes or long hours. No matter where he traveled, it was pitch black darkness surrounding everything.
There was no way to escape.
There was no reason to do anything anymore. What little he did care about had left him. His friends Ron and Hermione. His hero, Dumbledore. His parents.
He was doomed to wonder in this void of emptiness forever.
There was no point of escape this everlasting night.
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Ginny and Sirius looked at each other and grinned. Ginny lazily held up her hand. The dementor floated ominously towards them, ready to suck out their very souls.
The young girl waited.
The creature of insanity and darkness was only fifty feet away.
She stood still.
Ten feet. The black robed beast opened its horrid mouth, greedily ready to claim its next soul.
The red haired witch waved her hand slightly and uttered one word.
"Pyris."
The dementor screeched. A soft glow came out of the creatures mouth. It became brighter and brighter. The monster thrashed around, crashing into the rough stone walls. A strange smoke rose from the very cloak of the monster.
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The darkness went on forever.
Even death would be better than this. There, he could have been with his deceased family.
This was not death. This was living.
'There was no point in living.' Harry thought as he felt the darkness cloak him even tighter.
A sound was muffled inside the veil of night. He could barely hear it but it sounded familiar.
Suddenly the darkness tightened around him even more. But the sound reappeared. The tiniest molecule of light managed to shine through the dark.
He stared right at it and remembered a pair of warm brown eyes.
There was one reason for him to live! There was one good thing left in his life!
Then, he was completely sealed in darkness.
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The creature burst into scorching flames. It was burning from the inside-out. Every organ, every muscle, every nerve was fuel for the flames. The dementor exploded into flares.
With its final howls complete, there was nothing left but a small pile of burning ashes upon the ground.
Ginny cast a quick cleaning spell. The ashes disappeared and the hall looked like it had held no battle.
They exited through the door and continued on their way to freedom.
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Harry slowly opened his eyes. He felt a harsh breeze rush past his face. Thunder and lightning boomed all around him. The stormy sea crashed onto a rocky shore.
In other words, he was at Azkaban.
He stood up nearly falling over due to his lack of balance. He was on the rocky beach of Azkaban. Oddly, the rain was not as harsh as it was outside the fortress. It was just a slight drizzle. The waves did not collide against the gray rocks and sand as they did outside the barriers.
Harry guessed the witches and wizards who were stationed to guard the prison wanted the place to be livable at the very least.
He looked around and found his Broomstick lying a few yards away, the founder's picture somehow still attached to it.
"Guys?" Harry asked. The background was black, the founders missing. He shook the painting. They still were not there.
Then, he remembered the other painting down in the secret room of the Chamber of Secrets.
"Reveal to me both truth and ideals!" He whispered, afraid it wouldn't work.
The painting glowed and sure enough, four faces appeared.
"HARRY!" The all shouted at once.
"Guys, keep it down! We're on Azkaban territory now."
"Don't worry Harry. We only have to worry about the Dementors."
Harry looked up and saw that indeed, small black cloaks were floating across the skies. He ran quickly and hid inside a large cave. Once hidden from the dementors' sight, he continued talking with the painting.
"How did we survive that fall?" He asked.
"We aren't really sure." Helga said.
"We were going for the hole you made when a dementor had, by chance, floated through the hole. Luckily, it couldn't see us thanks to the many charms you had cast. So it started trying to suck out any souls nearby. You got caught by a mere sliver of the Dementor's breathing and you were frozen stiff." Godric explained.
Rowena continued. "You fell off your broom and luckily managed to fall through the hole. We on the other hand got caught in the storm and were blown into the barrier. The barricade forced us back into our painting at Hogwarts and we were unable to go back into this one."
"I'm guessing that the painting somehow managed to slip into the hole due to the high winds but that is just a guess." Salazar said.
"Well then, if I blacked out, how did I survive that fall?" Harry asked. He didn't dare tell them what had happened while he was unconscious.
"We did catch a glimpse of golden light before we were forced into our original painting. Other than that, we do not know." Helga recalled.
Harry sighed. "Well, I survived at least. Now we need to find a way to sneak past the guards."
The founders stared at him and chuckled.
"What?" He asked.
The Ministry employees guard the place are idiots." Godric smiled at him.
"It's true Harry." Helga said. "Do you see that condo over there?" She pointed behind him. Harry turned around and glanced out of the cave's mouth. Sure enough, sitting atop of a cliff, was a large condo.
It was one of the strangest sights he had ever seen. Lights burst from the windows. Owls swooped in and out, swaying during their flights. Harry could have sworn that he saw a mountain goat head butt some idiot through the large window.
"What are they doing in there?" Harry asked.
"Drinking and partying. What else?" Salazar commented.
"But, a party? Here? On Azkaban?" Harry asked.
"Yup. They're supposed to be on duty, guarding the place. Or at least, that's what the ministry tells them to do. But since they never send someone to even make sure their security is up to standards, they result in drunken parties every night. The security jobs are left to the dementors." Rowena informed him with an extremely heavy sigh.
"But they aren't affected by the dementors?" Harry asked, confused.
"We have a theory that since they're so drunk all the time, they never notice the dementors. Salazar said slowly.
"Really?" Harry asked, not believing them. "They're so drunk that they don't notice the dementors?"
"The dementors prefer their victims to experience agony and scream in pain and sadness." Helga said.
"So since they're experiencing hangovers they don't scream in pain?" Harry was shocked at this news.
"Well, what do you think?" Godric asked with a smirk. "All they ever do is party!"
"Alright. Now can we please get on with finding Ginny?" Harry asked.
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Ginny and Sirius clambered up the spiral stairs. They had been climbing for over ten minutes. They knew that they had to be close. They had not faced a single ministry guard. The only Dementor they had encountered was now scattered into mere particles.
"Sirius, I see light!" Ginny called out.
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Harry snuck around the many cliffs and caves of Azkaban. He soon found himself at the back of the isle. The was little land to stand on but he didn't care. No one in the wizarding world would ever check the rear of a building to see how someone snuck in.
He quietly mumbled another Sevundiate. A small hole appeared in the back of the prison. He used a Wingardium Leviosa on himself in order to levitate into the hole.
Harry found himself in a small hallway. He heard a small moan and quickly found the source. A prisoner sat against the wall, his hair long and greasy. His skin was covered in blood and grime. He found the strength to look up and saw someone watching him. His eyes were glazed over, like glass.
"No…" He muttered. "Not another one. Please leave me alone! I'm innocent! Don't!" He shrieked in pain and doubled over onto the floor, shaking with fear and insanity.
"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked. A creak zoned in the distance.
"He's been under the influence of the Dementors so much, that he thinks you're one of them. He's gone through the same routine constantly and is reacting to the same situation." Salazar said with pity.
'Ginny.' Harry thought worried. 'She could be like this man. Who could tell how long he was in here? He could have been in here for years or a few days.
The ministry never bothered to check up on its prison so there was no records to check.
Ginny had been locked away here for a short while. A few months. But who's to say she wasn't already just as mad as this prisoner, if not…worse.
Harry ran into an empty main hall. The founders told him their theory of where Ginny could possibly be. Messing with his plans would be one of the worst crimes possible in the eyes of Dumbledore. He'd want to make absolutely sure that there was no possible way Ginny could be freed. The founders suggested that Ginny was probably on one of the lowest floors there was, if not, the lowest.
He quickly found the stairs and rushed down, five at a time. Time was running out for Ginny. She might have already gone insane. He had to find her.
He ran like the wind. Nothing was going to stop him. He was going to find her. She was everything to him. He had to find her before it was too late. Without her…he didn't know how he could go on. There would be no point of living. Everything else good in his life had either betrayed him or had been taken away from him.
Harry reached the last step. He tore open the moldy wooden door. The air was still. He found himself in an extensive hallway. He searched each cell down to every brick. They all looked like no one had resided within them for decades. The end of the hallway was quickly approaching. Harry was losing hope fast.
But then, he saw it. Two iron cells, torn off the walls. He ran as fast as he possibly could. There was no other sign of life down here.
He ran into the cell on the right. It was…empty. It had signs of life inside. And was not as dusty as the dozens of other cells. But, there wasn't anyone here now.
"Ginny?" He called out.
He turned around and hurried into the other cell. He knew that Ginny had been here, in this exact cell. He couldn't tell why, but he could feel it. She had been right there. Maybe mere hours ago. Possibly minutes. The only place he could feel she had been was this exact spot. Therefore, she wasn't even inside the prison anymore.
Ginny had escaped from Azkaban, a feat that had never even been attempted before.
"Ginny?" He whispered, tears dropping to the stone floor.
Silence was his answer.
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A/N: And there you have it! Poor Harry. He spent so much time trying to get into Azkaban, only to find Ginny missing! He had missed her by barely five minutes! Why?
Ginny and Sirius have escaped Azkaban. Two of the "most insane and dark" people in the entire wizarding world are on the loose! But do not fret! Cornelius Fudge will have them captured immediately!
If he…even realizes they're gone. Remember, he never bothers to send anyone to even check up on the prison.
And you all now know why there were so many breakouts in book five and six in the series. The dementors had gone over to Lord Voldemort's side because the prisoners had all been broken out.
Therefore, there was no more souls left to suck. The dementors were starving!
Lord Voldemort granted them an endless supply of new victims to satisfy their appetites.
Do the challenges below and find out what Harry will do next on the next chapter of The Lady of Azkaban!
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Thanks To…
Comet Jim
Mdauben
Kiwifan13
Buddygirl1004
Higgi1999
Luiz4200
DukeBrymin
Emporer of Arcadia
Alou Kerr
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Bragging Rights go to…
Higgi1999-spell hitting the wards and weakening a single spot.
Buddygirl1004-Harry starts from the top and goes down to find Ginny.
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Challenges
1. What will Harry do now?
2. Where are Sirius and Ginny?