Chapter Eleven

Nate, Finn, Van and Jakx sat in the Dead Unicorn. It was one of the many pubs in Knockturn Alley, which Finn frequented. Van had an enormous goblet with a thick red liquid in it; it didn't take a genius to work out what it was. Nate was drinking a fire whiskey that was actually on fire on top. Jakx was drinking a silver liquid that kept giving off emerald sparks. Finn wasn't thirsty.

"Are we sure we want to do this?" Nate asked Finn she looked at him.

"Yeah, this last pay off will set us up to leave and go to-

"Transylvanian!" Everyone looked at Van. "What? I want to go back to the mother land."

"I thought you were American." Finn asked casually concentrating on the table.

"Nope, I got sent there at ten. Prettier accent." They all nodded. "Anyway it would be perfect there isn't a place on this pathetic little planet with more dark creatures running around then Transylvanian."

Finn nodded and looked up at them. "Sounds good to me." She looked at the other two.

"Fine by me," Nate said invisible through his curtain of hair.

"Its…its…its up to you guys." Jakx said anxiously. "If we go through this I will only be breaking about seventy oaths of the Nymphs so I will be no better then a lowly vampire."

Van made a lunging movement towards Jakx, which made the Nymph jump and fall over in his chair. Van laughed and continued to drink his concoction.

"Then it is settled, we leave tomorrow night, that means you have a day Jakx to get the stuff ready. My brother said he would be by at around midday. Lets go."

The group all got up and left the pub.

Van had told them all there were a few ladies that he needed to say good-bye to before he could leave the country. No one argued with him. Jakx was down stairs in the shop preparing to get all the guns and ammo mobile. Finn was on the balcony with Nate looking out over the deserted street.

"My granddad was Aberforth Dumbledore." The random comment from Nate made Finn look up at him sharply.

"What!"

"Yeah, strange huh? He wasn't a sorcerer but my Grand-Uncle Albus was. Air element." Nate nodded at his words. Finn wasn't sure what to do.

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Nate shrugged, "Dunno really, just if, ya know, it comes down to it I want someone to know who I am." He looked at her and smiled.

"Oh," Finn said quietly and watched Nate. He turned back to the street.

"My real name is Nathaniel Emeric Grindewald Dumbledore. Mouthful huh? Yeah grew up in nothing special after granddads arrest from the thing with the goat we were sort of annexed from the family. When they found out that I was a sorcerer I was sent to Uncle Albus for 'training' well ya know wind feeds the flame. We didn't get on so at fifteen I flew the coup. My powers weren't stable enough to be around the public and generally sorcerers aren't all that excepted anyway." He looked at her. "That was how I ended up here."

He stood up taking his weight of the balcony railing. Finn stood up.

"Oh, right." Nate turned to go inside. "Nate!" He turned and looked at her. It seemed her heart had just rocketed up into her throat. "Uh…I just wanted to tell you that…that…that…"

He raised an eyebrow at her, "That?"

"That since the moment I first saw you I knew I loved you and we were meant to be together…and uh…yeah well that is all I really have to say." He stared at her for a few moments. She instantly regretted saying anything, why did she have to open her big mouth. She was defiantly loosing what little brain she had. He took a few steps until he was directly in front of her only millimetres away. He put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her to him until them were kissing.

Finn had to concentrate so as not to cut him with her fangs. His lips were an about a million degrees but it felt so nice she didn't want to stop.

"We are ready," Jakx said making Finn and Nate spring apart. He blushed.

"Right," Nate said uncomfortable he had an air of a child who had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Kay all we need if for-

"FINN!" Finn cringed as she heard her brother's voice from the street.

"Fenrir to show up."

All three of the youths came out to the street. Van appeared a few moments later with a puff of black mist, he had red lipstick on his face and neck and his shirt wasn't tucked in anymore. Finn rolled her eyes before turning her full attention to her brother.

He was wearing a blue robe that was around seven sizes to small for him. His lips were stained red showing he had recently killed. Finn took a deep breath. She could feel Jakx shrink behind Nate.

"Fenrir, nice to see you, did you bring it?"

"Is that all you honestly care about sister?"

"Yes now hand it over or I will retract me offer."

Fenrir growled and threw her the duffel bag. "You know what you and your little pose are about to do don't you? You are about to send the wizarding community into chaos." Finn walked over and picked up the bag.

"Wouldn't want it any other way."