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"Writing"

Molly looked up frightened,

"But they did enough before, we all look like freaks, I am just glad that Ginny and Ron didn't see us," Dumbledore frowned,

"Were you not aware of the camera's and Rita Skeeter's presence at Hogsmeade this morning," The whole group paled, everyone knew what an intrusive spy that woman was but no-one knew how she got her information, especially if it was confidential. Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I will try and head off Miss Skeeter's attempts at publishing but you seven must think of a way to get yourselves into the Lupin-Emrys family , the Malfoys', Snape and Black good books and apologise so that there is no more retribution." The entire group agreed except for Camery, he was sulking like a brat and with all the extra parts it was not a very pretty sight in the slightest.

"I don't see why, they are just beasts not fit to be alive. Madame Umbridge has the right idea and I think we should just go to her," he grumbled, knowing they wouldn't agree, earlier in the morning he had made the same suggestion and the others were quite against it. Albus frowned heavily, he was quite displeased with Camery's performance and didn't know what to do, besides obliviating the man. I may have no choice Dumbledore thought, I doubt I can trust the man and he is always showing contempt for both myself and magical creatures alike and he always wants to go to the Ministry for the slightest thing. He decided to let it go for and investigate further if there was anything suspicious. He soon let the victims in the infirmary, but unfortunately forgetting to close the door properly in his haste and many students that day got a free freaks show.

Meanwhile at Malfoy Manor where the group was staying they were working on their plan, they had multiple lists on the table many with crossed off names or spells. The group was all huddled around the last list, it was a group of people that had been in Azkaban, were former followers of the Dark Lord and hated Dumbledore with a passion. The list had five people still left on it.

Rabastan LeStrange

Sinous Melstem

Bellatrix Black-LeStrange

Leon McNair

Van Trone

These were the only people who weren't completely sane or insane, spent time in Azkaban and hated Dumbledore. Rabastan LeStrange was a pure-blood who was one of Voldemort's most devoted followers and he was slightly unhinged from his time in Azkaban. Added to the fact was he had despised Dumbledore from the moment he was sorted into Slytherin. Bellatrix was a crazy witch and the most devoted follower to the Dark Lord. Sinous Melstem was from an old pure blood family that bred normally neutral but powerful witches and wizards. Sinous was a disgrace to his family, he didn't have enough magic to go to Hogwarts and was considered a squib. He was an evil man twisted by years of neglect and eventually disownment. His power grew upon his inheritance but he had already been disowned from his family and took care of himself. He approached Lord Voldemort when he heard of the plans the dark lord wanted to enforce in the wizarding world. He joined the Dark Lord and was one his best strategists'. He had been sent to Azkaban after Voldemort was defeated and was found with a dark mark on his arm.

Leon McNair was a former Ministry employee, where he worked as an executioner of dangerous, magical beasts. Unlike the others he did not go to Azkaban because of the mark disfiguring his arm. It was rumored he went to Azkaban for killing vampires when the refused to respond to his unfair demands, riddled with insults and rude remarks. The last one on the list was Van Trone, like Sinous he was from a pure blooded family, but unlike Melstem his family was known for producing dark wizards and even the occasional dark lord. Trone had grown up a dark wizard and went to Dumstrang for his schooling. He was a naturally evil man and was sent to Azkaban when they found the mark on his arm after he had killed an ex-girlfriend of his.

Out of all of these most of them had weak minds, Severus and Lucius knew this from the time they spent spying on Voldemort and his minions. The only one who would need a really strong curse would probably be Bellatrix as she was almost completely insane. The rest would maybe need a fairly string compulsion charm. Compulsion charms were barely legal because of the fact the Ministry sometimes uses them to bring in criminals when other spells have failed. Looking over the list Maddie frowned,

"I doubt we could use Bellatrix or Rabastan as 1) Bellatrix is Sirius' cousin and hates him and 2) Rabastan is Bellatrix's brother in law so is probably of the same mind." Severus nodded,

"Trone would probably try to kill everybody, mass murder spells was his forte,"

"Melstem use to be a squib, I don't think he would have enough power to perform the spell," Lucius added helpfully. Severus looked at the list

"So that leaves McNair, I think I might know where his is actually," the group discussed it before agreeing to send McNair a letter asking for his help in destroying Dumbledore.

Leon McNair grunted as he wrapped up his arm, he had wounded it while he was running from Aurors. The large gash was bleeding heavily and his wand was missing so he had to do it the muggle way. He was getting seriously sick of life. He looked outside the window. He was in a run down shack and it was filthy. He saw an owl flying towards where he was, frowning he let the owl in and was surprised to see his name on the letter. Shrugging as he picked it up, he had no wand so how was he to perform spells to see who the sender was. He had never heard of the ministry doing anything like this. Opening it, his eyes widened as he read it.

Leon McNair,

how would you like to help destroy a man called Albus Dumbledore? We are keen to see him in Azkaban or dead, it does not matter to us. We need someone who was loyal to the Dark Lord. None in our group were followers, but we are anxious to get rid of the one who is wanting to join our world with the muggles. Frankly we think the idea is dangerous and stupid as they out number us by millions. If you wish to be a part of this plan, keep your hand on this letter and it will turn into a portkey when you state the words "Wolves, Falcon, Snakes, Grim" in that order, please do this before the day ends.

Ciao

He stared at the note, it was what he had dreamed of, a chance to destroy Albus Dumbledore. He really didn't care about his life so if it was trap he had nothing to lose, but if it was real. He could gain something. He quickly stated the words needed and lost himself in whirl of colour.

Meanwhile back with Remus and gang, they had moved to Jon's manor and had set up a room waiting for McNair. They were hoping he would come and were not disappointed. The man came in a swirl of colour. He stumbled and the ones in the room were shocked at his condition. He was ragged and bruised; they could also see blood seeping through a strip of cloth wrapped around his arm.

McNair looked up and saw four people standing. As his eyesight got clearer he could see that one of them was Sirius Black, the other three he had no idea on but one had a resemblance to the Brat who lived. The female of the group came towards him and put him into a chair that was behind him. He felt a vial at his lips and a light, pleasant voice telling him something. He strained his ears to hear it.

"Come on McNair it is a general healing potion, you need to drink it." he let it go down his throat and felt a bit better. As his senses came back to him in full he saw that all of the people in the room were quite good looking.

"Hey McNair you ready to help us?" a gruff voice asked, it was Sirius Black. He was about to answer when the voice from before spoke,

"Siri, he is no shape to answer questions now, anyway we need to explain somethings to him first," the only female in the room was frowning at Black.

"S-S'alright," The former executioner said, his voice was raspy and weak, even with the potion helping, his eyes fluttered up and down in an attempt to stay awake, most general healing potions made people a little sleepy. The girl glared at him,

"No, it is not alright, you can barely keep your eyes open and your no use to us or yourself when you are this exhausted. We will place you in a room with protection and locking spells on the door, and you will drink the potions given to you understand," Leon McNair nodded at the scary girl, he hadn't been ordered about like that since was a little boy and his mother was mad at him. He was soon levitated up and into a room close to where he had landed. He got a quick look at the room it was a nice room coloured a deep blue with wood- yellow furnishings before sleep came upon him.