AN: I apologise for the lengthy hiatus and return with another chapter of A Noah at Hogwarts. Um, maybe that last bit should be referred to the Department of Redundancy Department. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter. As always, thank you lovely reviewers.

Goldenfightergirl and anyone who might be asking the same question: The way I see it, what came out of Voldemort's wand when he dueled with Harry was echos and shadows of souls and not the souls themselves. Therefore, the echo could emerge from Voldie's wand while Lily's true soul existed within the akuma wearing Severus's skin.

"Potter!" snarled Snape. "I knew that you were incompetent but to botch such a simple potion..." His eyes flashed with fury, and the fifth-year Gryffindors, even those who believed that Potter was an insane attention-seeker, winced with sympathy while their Slytherin counterparts smirked and sniggered. "Get out of my sight, now! And if I hear you've been anywhere but the hospital wing, you'll be scrubbing out cauldrons for the rest of your school career!"

Covered with painful-looking boils, Harry hurried from the dungeon. Snape winked as he passed, and slipped him a crystal bottle containing the antidote. Lily Potter knew very well that she would hear nothing of her son's disobedience from Madam Pomfrey the broker.

A sleek black cat leapt onto his shoulder as he slammed the door behind him. He quickly downed the potion and then extracted his Invisibility Cloak from his book bag. Hidden from sight, two members of the Noah clan made their way to the outskirts of Hogsmeade to meet with an Exorcist General.

She was a pretty Chinese girl with bright eyes, shoulder-length hair and a short skirt. Very pretty... he wondered if Rhode would have liked to play dress-up with her. Had she not been marked for death, perhaps he would have presented her as a gift to the eldest Noah. He raised his eyebrows when Lulubell transformed into a Finder, one of the white-robed people who assisted the Exorcists as best they could. Nonetheless, he obediently trailed behind her when she gestured for him to do so.

"Victoria!" exclaimed one of the Finders. "We wondered where you'd... Who's this?"

Lulubell did not reply, merely looked at them through scraggly red locks. They exchanged uneasy looks, and Harry fidgeted. What on Earth was she planning?

"Hey! Victoria? What..."

The speaker stopped then, falling to the ground where he writhed in agony, black pentacles marring his flesh and spreading until his body dissolved, consumed by the akuma blood virus. "No!" cried the General, pale beneath her olive complexion, and Harry rolled his eyes. Thus far, she was not as impressive as he had expected. It occurred to him that she could be newly-promoted, but still...

"Innocence, activate!" shouted the girl, the shock fading from her eyes to be replaced by righteous fury. A green glow formed on her boots, and she sprang upwards and... ran on midair. She was fast, too; almost swifter than even his attentive gaze could follow. One after another, the small army of akuma fell, and Harry found himself selfishly relieved that Lily, far more valuable in her unique employment, was not among them.

Her task complete, she alighted before them. "Are you alright?" she asked gently, looking over the group of Finders. Having received affirmative replies from her relieved companions, she turned her attention to Harry. "Who are you?"

He glanced at Lulubell, who nodded, and then turned back to the General; Miss Lenalee Lee the Finders had called her. A memory vied for his attention, whispering Allen's friend into his mind, but she was his enemy. Allen might have spared her, but he would not. "Harry Potter of the Noah clan," he introduced himself with a mocking bow. A satisfied smirk made its way onto his face as each of the Finders drew back, suddenly afraid, and even the General took a half step backwards before catching herself.

"Get away from her, Victoria!" cried one of the braver Finders, but Lulubell did not budge from her silent vigil at his side. Lenalee's eyes narrowed.

"Surely not... an akuma?" whispered the horrified Finder.

"No, I don't think so," replied Lenalee, a quiet anger in her voice. "Lulubell of the Noah clan, right?"

Lulubell moved quickly, her fingernails extending into dagger-like claws that she aimed for Lenalee's throat, but the General was quicker. Lulubell was now on the ground with Lenalee's boot about to descend on her neck. "You've gotten stronger," said the Noah, speaking for the first time, but Lenalee did not pause. Harry started forward, but Lulubell was already water particles, escaping into the ground itself. Lenalee almost stumbled, but the braver Finder's hand on her arm steadied her.

Lulubell's true form reformed by Harry's side, a spooky grin stretched across her face. Lenalee faltered; illogically, she had not expected to see such expression on the face of the normally stoic Lulubell. Harry took advantage of the exorcist's lowered guard to dart forward and seize her slender neck. She hissed and attempted to recoil as his fingers burned her, but his grip was firm. He squeezed, choking her. Not much longer and her windpipe would be crushed... Lulubell guarded his back, casually slaughtering the Finders foolish enough to attempt to interfere.

An Innocence-reinforced boot made contact with his crotch, and he stumbled backwards, barely keeping from sprawling onto his back. The General streaked towards her unbalanced enemy with a deadly gleam in her eyes. He managed to dodge, but it unbalanced him still further, left him yet more vulnerable.

It was Lulubell who came to his rescue, dagger-nails thrusting into Lenalee's stomach. The Chinese beauty drew back, coughing up blood even as she glared at them with hatred. By this time the remaining Finders had wisely sought cover from the supernaturally-enhanced battle. Well, all but one. "We've contacted the Order, General," said the one Harry had identified as 'the braver one'. He stood boldly beside the carriage they had been travelling in, a black communication golem hovering about his head. Harry stuck his tongue out at the exorcist and flicked his hand in the direction of the bold Finder.

The unfortunate soul wailed in agony as flames consumed him. "Dante!" the exorcist screamed, and her eyes filled with tears.

Harry giggled. Lenalee's hate-filled eyes bored into his to no effect other than to prompt him to begin laughing in earnest. His laughter was elated and more than a little deranged. He began to stalk deliberately towards her with all a predator's grace and eagerness. He wanted to hear her scream.

She took to the skies, leaving him pouting. "No fair!" he called after her. Lulubell launched herself into the air, transforming into a griffin mid-leap. Harry smirked and arched his neck so that he was able to keep the airborne battle in his sights.

Lenalee was able to dodge her all of her opponent's strikes with ease, but managed to land no more than a few blows on the griffin. The General began to falter after twenty minutes as her wounds took their tole. Harry grinned and sent a funnel of fire in her direction. She dodged – mostly. A tongue of flame licked the end of her skirt and then leapt ravenously upon it, growing rapidly as it devoured. The burning girl flung herself into Lulubell who let out a squawk of protest before transforming into water to escape the potential inferno.

Harry turned his bloodthirsty sights on the fleeing Finders. He picked them off with ease then returned to Lulubell. She stood in her Noah form with Lenalee sprawled at her feet. The exorcist's skin was charred, black and leathery in places, and weeping red in others. Her eyes were stuck closed and no hair remained. In short, she was unrecognisable. Harry looked on with interest whilst idly licking the Finders' blood from his fingers. "Is she alive, Lulu-nee?"

The Lust of Noah replied in the affirmative. Harry grinned. "Good," he all but purred. "There's something I wanna find out." He pulled the knife he had been using on his Potions ingredients from his pocket and twirled it between his fingers whilst falling to his knees beside the incapacitated exorcist General's shallowly-breathing form. "I have plans for a certain teacher of mine, Little Miss Exorcist. She wounded me, you know, so she's gonna suffer. Only thing is, it just won't do if I accidentally kill Professor Umbitch before we've had a chance to properly play. So I need an idea of how much a human being can suffer before they snuff it. You'll help me won't you, General-chan?"

Lenalee whimpered, and then her chest stopped moving. Harry frowned petulantly and picked up her wrist to feel the pulse. Nothing.

"Awwww. Why'd she have to just go and die like that? I wanted to..." And Harry proceeded to throw a small tantrum – nothing on the scale of the ones Dudley used to throw, but still whiny enough to make him sound like a spoiled brat. Lulubell interrupted.

"Calm down, I'm sure you'll get another chance for your experiment." Her tone was one of long-suffering exasperation – she was used to dealing with this sort of behaviour from Rhode. "Come on, now. We're leaving before the Order gets here." Harry pouted but obediently followed when she strode nonchalantly away from the scene of slaughter.

He froze. "Lulubell," he called, and the sudden seriousness of his tone prompted her to take notice. "The airborne fight didn't go unnoticed. Lily – she's an akuma – says Dumbledore and some of the teachers are headed this way to investigate."

"How troublesome," said Lulubell tonelessly, and gave a pointed look to his bloodstained robes.

Harry laughed sheepishly. "Damn, I'd forgotten about that. What the hell can I tell them?"

"Nothing," said Lulubell flatly. "Is this 'Lily' a teacher?"

"Yeah, but what does... OH! She can cover for me." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I can't believe I didn't think of that."

His lips moved silently as he sent telepathic instructions to his Mother. Right away he received acknowledgment, and then he leaned back against a tree and waited as the Professor skillfuly lead his/her companions astray.

"Hn, Lulu-nee," he said, his head tilted so that it was resting on his left shoulder. "I can't go back to school looking like this, so what say I come home to clean up?"

"Fine," she replied, and gave a small smile in spite of herself. "Rhode will be pleased."

Harry cheered and started to waltz with himself until Lulubell slapped a hand over his mouth and dragged him down into some bushes. Moments later, Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sprout and Snape came into view. Professor Snape appeared slightly nervous. "This is a waste of time," he snapped, turning away to hide the tell-tale pentagram that, in his aggitation, had formed on his forehead. "I'm telling you that it was only a forest animal."

Dumbledore frowned and gave the teacher's back a stern look over his half-moon spectacles. He had just opened his mouth to speak when he was interrupted by a lithe black cat darting out of some bushes with a high-pitched yowl.

"See," said the on-edge Potions Master. "It's only a cat."

Soon the Headmaster and teachers were continuing on to the scene of the battle, leaving cat-formed Lulubell to leap into a greatly relieved Harry's arms.

AN: If Harry seemed a bit too evil in this chapter, take a moment to consider the possible affects of what he's discovered of his Mother's fate, as well as the pressure of all the poor opinions he's been getting battered with. Plus, he's a Noah, they all feel the urge to go all crazy-genocidal-sadistic at least sometimes. Yes, that includes the 14th.

Also, I know that in canon Lenalee's not a General yet. Emphisis on yet. Any exorcist can become a General if they stay alive and fight long enough.