Chapter 14: The Lord of Terror

"Whoever that is it's moving way too fast" Rob said stretching his senses as far as he could, at the same time he and Draco sprinted at full speed towards the castle.

"Take off the blasted weight spell" Draco said when they neared the castle's entrance stairs "We need to catch up".

Rob took out his wand and aimed at the blurry, disillusioned figure of Draco, ending the charm that made their clothing heavier. He then pointed at himself repeating the process, relaxing as the weight was lifted. The effect was instant, and the two boys gained speed.

"It's moving on the shadows!" Rob said when he felt the presence disappear, only to appear again further in one of the hallways on the second floor. He felt a chill when he recognized where the presence was heading.

"I know where it's heading" Rob said thanking that there was no one on the castle to hear a bodiless voice "The chamber! They want to get to the chamber!"

"Quick, grab my arm" Draco said, and as Robert complied, he felt a sudden cold that surrounded him as they jumped into a shadow. The world turned darker and walls and hallways flashed before his eyes at a tremendous speed, only to reappear at the doors of Myrtle's bathroom. It had been so fast that Robert hadn't even seen what had happened.

A sudden crash was heard on the distance and the two boys, now visible, watched each other in dread, hoping that their friends were all right. Coming out of their stupor, they raised their wands and entered the bathroom.

The chamber's entrance was already open and they descended as fast as they could.

"Silence our feet" Draco said "We need to catch them off guard"

"Silencio" Rob muttered as they both got to the entrance hall.

"There is someone here" Rob said pointing at a man that was walking slowly towards the main hall. "But he's not the one I felt".

"I thought everyone was outside" Draco whispered harshly while they crept around the shadows to avoid getting seen.

The two of them entered the main hall hiding behind the statues as the man walked much too obviously towards yet another figure who was observing the colossal image of Slytherin and the fallen remains of the basilisk.

Rob and Draco finally got close enough to hear what was happening.

"Well, well" said the man in a pompous voice "Look what we got here. It seems that I have found the so called Heir of Slytherin trying to unleash the monster. Only, it has been already defeated! How wonderful, I can get credit for both deeds"

Rob and Draco watched in shock as the words came out of their Defense teacher. However, the figure paid no attention to the man as it observed the basilisk.

"I think you did not hear me" Lockhart said "But it doesn't matter I…"

At that moment, the cloaked figure leaped up and graciously fell in front of the entrance of the hall where they had found the hammer. A chilling shriek was heard from inside, and Lockhart took two steps back. Sounds of battle rumbled on top of the chamber letting dust fall down to the ruined hall.

The unknown person walked slowly out of the back chamber, huffing in obvious rage.

"Who opened the chamber?" the person asked. Draco gasped in recognition, but he couldn't believe who it was.

"My, oh my" Lockhart said waving his wand ridiculously "I can't believe this. If it isn't Miss Varenkov! You have been a bad, bad girl… but, wait" he said frowning "Did you just ask who opened the chamber? I thought you just did!"

"I will not ask again" she said lowering her hood, revealing her dark, long hair, and piercing blue eyes. They were taken completely off guard when, she opened her mouth slightly revealing a pair of fangs. "Who opened the chamber, and where are its contents!"

Lockhart had the intelligence to back down a step when he realized she was a vampire.

"How was someone – something - like you allowed in Hogwarts?" Lockhart said in obvious disgust "You are with the ones on the field aren't you?"

"Enough of this nonsense!" she said drawing a long, menacing looking katana from inside her cloak "I have no time for this".

Lockhart, sensing that the not-so-innocent girl was about to attack him, attempted to aim his wand at Varenkov, but the vampire had already appeared in front of him. The blonde teacher gasped as he saw the girl leaping up to strike him, and he stumbled back, falling down.

But before the deadly swing fell, Lockhart saw another person appearing out of thin air. He was covered in a brown, long tunic, his hood raised. On his mid-section he had a white sash belt, and on his chest, he wore a leather black sleeveless shirt inside his tunic. Diagonally, across his torso, another white belt, made out of leather, held what could only be a staff on the man's back.

In a split second the man had taken out the staff and blocked the blow from the vampire. Varenkov was then forced to somersault back, landing graciously on the chamber's floor, just in front of the basilisk's corpse.

"Sectumsempra" another voice bellowed, followed by a long gray arc of magic energy that was flying directly at the Vampire, who was forced to jump back once again, avoiding the force of the spell. The walls, however, took the full force of the curse and a vertical slash was formed, sending dust and debris flying away.

Lockhart saw perplexed as another man in the same attire shimmered into view as a disillusionment spell broke. The man was holding an Axe, and had apparently struck the ground with it. That was magic like he had never seen before.

"That is not the way to treat your Professor, Miss Varenkov" said the first man in a deep voice "Mr. Lockhart, I ask kindly to stay out of this."

"Certainly" the bumbling man said from his spot on the ground as he backed away from the vampire. He wasn't about to oppose the man that had just saved him. But as he backed down, a smirk formed on his face.

"Who are you?" hissed Varenkov "You will pay for defying the Snake Lords. However, I will have mercy and spare you if you return what you stole."

"That is a nice speech you gave" said the man with the staff "But I'm afraid I will have to choose the second option and ask you to surrender to the Aurors."

The Vampire chuckled and an evil smile formed on her face, showing her fangs to the two strangers.

"I will give you another chance" said Varenkov "Give me the weapon or I will kill you. You should know my master is here and he will do worse things to the students if he doesn't get what he wants."

The two strangers looked at each other in distress.

"Funny thing is" the man with the staff said "We don't even have it here. You see, we already gave it to whom it truly belongs."

The vampire snarled angrily and took out too long knives.

"Then I see no sense in letting you live"

In a split second, the young looking girl had spun rapidly, and two daggers went flying, one towards each of the hooded men. The man with the staff quickly dodged it while the man with the axe blocked it with his weapon. However, the vampire had appeared behind the latter holding one of her knives, ready to slash the unsuspecting man. What she didn't see was the red spell that the second man had already sent, which she dodged the last second, enabling the first man to turn around and swing the axe towards the girl. But the vampire had disappeared again only to reemerge behind the second man who easily blocked her attack using his staff.

Neither men were expecting another two daggers flying from another place, and barely dodged them. And so, their hoods fell. The vampire backed down with shock plastered on her face.

"Fancy meeting you here, Varenkov" said Robert with a scowl on his face as the illusion that Hermione had done to make them look older and taller vanished with their hoods.

"I knew you weren't to be trusted" Draco said "But a vampire? Well that's a bit unexpected"

"Dolens Nexeo" was the vampire response as a dark red spiral flew from her long knives towards each of the boys.

"Tinechor" Rob said, holding his staff in one hand and placing the other sideways against it. A blue disk appeared in front of him and absorbed the impact. Draco, for his part, had slashed the axe vertically, and as if charged by a great force, it sent an invisible bolt of energy towards the vampire.

"Sectumsempra"

The force of Draco's curse had been such that the red spiral split as the curse advanced towards the vampire, who turned on her spot and vanished again. The two boys then stood back to back, waiting for Varenkov to reemerge.

"Why are you doing this Tanja?" Draco asked to the air "Why does a girl like you who is barely thirteen, help the likes of those Snake Lords?"

His response was in the form of at least twenty daggers flying rapidly from everywhere.

"Vilya: Tinechor Pela!" said Rob, striking the ground with his staff, creating a swirling vortex, which diverted the daggers.

"Who said anything about me being a 'thirteen year old girl' Malfoy?" Varenkov asked as she reappeared in front of the Slytherin boy, holding both long knives with her arms crossed, as they emitted a purple glow.

"Mor'Kaal"

The girl then slashed both knives diagonally, sending the dark purple curses at both boys. Reacting rapidly, Rob and Draco struck the ground once again two shields appeared between them and the curses. But the spell had such force that they were both lifted several feet from the ground, and they crashed against the wall of the chamber.

Varenkov walked towards Draco, an evil smile on her face. Her fangs were showing as she licked her lips with barely contained enthusiasm. Slowly, she grabbed the blonde's head and raised him. Her fangs were just a few inches from the boy's neck…

"Obliviate!" A voice screamed from behind her.

The vampire hadn't been expecting another attack, since Robert hadn't recovered from the fall. But she had completely forgotten the Defense professor, who had been hiding in a statue watching the fight.

The force of the spell sent the vampire flying several feet away.

"Well it was about time that I actually got to be the hero of my own story" he said laughing to himself. "Better not take risks. Incarcerous"

Ropes flew from his wand and twisted along the girl's body. Meanwhile, Draco had groaned as he regained consciousness.

"So the ever-cold Slytherin is actually a Vampire" Lockhart mocked with a spring on his step as he paced side to side in front of the girl, whose eyes were unfocused "I figure I would get at least an Order of Merlin out of this, don't you think?"

"Huh?" the girl groaned as she crunched her eyes, trying to focus her sight.

"Never mind, what would you know now?" the pompous man added chuckling "Let's see" he said holding his chin in his hand "What would my next book be titled…. Perhaps 'The Mystery of the Chamber'. Yes, its sounds perfect… now… if you would."

"Expelliarmus"

"Incarcerous"

In a split second, the man flew a few feet while his wand was launched to the extended hand of the now awake Robert. As he got up, a long rope surrounded him, binding him to the ground.

"So this is your secret, Lockhart?" Draco said with an angry scowl "You actually steal the tales of other people."

"You wouldn't understand" Lockhart pleaded as he realized the situation he was in "They were boring people, ugly as a potato! They would never make their story shine as I did."

"You still had no right to erase their minds" Robert said and he suddenly had an idea, as a smirk formed on his mouth.

"Perhaps we should give the Professor a taste of his own medicine"

"No!" Lockhart yelled in anguish "You wouldn't dare! Who are you, demon children, how can you do the things you do?"

Draco took a few steps forward, leaning until his face was inches away from the startled professor.

"We could tell you" Draco said, but he raised his wand to Lockhart's forehead "But you will forget either way, so why bother?"

"Obliviate"

Harry knew they had to move fast. They were too far away from the fight.

The platforms were shrouded in darkness from the spell that the first man with the cloak had sent to the sky, separating the children from the audience on the stands. He could hear Ron and Hermione running behind him towards one of the attackers.

Their first count had been way off, as another ten appeared out of nowhere, surrounding the mass of students that cowered to the center of the pitch. The Aurors could barely contain them, while also trying to defend them from the attackers, who were most likely toying with them.

However, Harry knew the vampires wouldn't expect an attack from behind, since they were already covered. He risked a glance towards Dumbledore, who stood facing the demonic girl. He had never seen the Headmaster exhibiting so much power. His eyes didn't hold their usual twinkle, but untamed fury and determination. But he could also see that he was worried, his forehead frowning, full of wrinkles. He kept glancing outside, as if waiting for backup.

"Lord of Terror, you say" Dumbledore repeated "What brings you here? What are these demands? I daresay, that you are forgetting that we had a treaty"

"I shall not budge to any treaty" the girl screeched in demonic voice.

"So you have brought your murderers to face a group of student to break it?" Dumbledore said defiantly "I'm afraid I will have to take some action."

And with that, several flashes of fire started spreading on the circle, surrounding the students. After they diminished, a single person stood where a fire had been. They were split in three groups, each with a red, green or yellow cloak.

"I ask you to retreat now, before we take drastic measures to protect our children."

"It looks like you have brought the cavalry" the Dark Lord said "Perhaps we ought to see how they fare against my Death Angels."

"This doesn't make any sense" Harry heard Hermione mutter "Why would they attack like this when the entire wizarding world is watching? They should know that there would be Aurors. And who are those people? The ones in red, yellow and green."

"Perhaps… this is just a distraction" Ron said "Like in chess, you move your best pieces, but a mere pawn could get the Checkmate"

"That would mean it depends on Rob and Draco to stop the infiltrator" Harry said "Oh no… it's about to start"

The new arrivals formed a circle around the students, and the ones in yellow rose their wands and a barrier formed. Harry was surprised then when the green-cloaked ones took a fighting stance, wielding a variety of weapons, one of which caught immediately his attention.

"Kataigida" he said "Cyrus is here… that means,"

"Lynette, Shen and Howard are here too" Hermione said "Yes! There she is I can see her sword."

The red cloaked ones took another stance, each of them with two wands.

'They were obviously prepared' Harry thought 'That means Dumbledore suspected about this. But who are these people? Should we interfere or something?'

"Let's see how they do" Ron said "But we can stay hidden and take out the most isolated without being detected. That way they won't know we are even here and we will be able to help".

The deadly silence that had formed between the two factions was suddenly broken, as a clang of swords was heard. Ten of the attackers had vanished and appeared suddenly in front of the green cloaked ones. They had struck with such force that most of the green ones had skidded several feet back while being pushed by an attacker. A spell then flew between the first lines and struck the shield that the yellow cloaked ones had formed.

"Ghaash: Furtun" said a voice, deep and eerie, above the noise. Black flames flew from the staff of one of the Death Angels, as their leader had called them.

"Alu: Aqua murus eius" another voice commanded as a great wall of water stood in the path of the flames. A green-cloak had finally pushed one of the Death Angels back and had barely managed to complete the incantation. Just then, the attacker reappeared behind the green-one only to be forced back by a double spell sent from the line of the red-ones.

"I know that sword" Harry said as they approached one of the Death Angels, who were sending curses at the shield protecting the children "It's the one of the Vampire that attacked the Burrow!"

"Wait a second" Hermione said "I remember reading something in The Book. The Vampires are very strong and move really fast, but even more when it's dark."

"So that sphere it's not only shielding us from the outside" Ron said looking up to the sky "It's making them stronger!"

"Hermione" Harry asked concerned "Do you know what that is?"

"No idea" she answered as she dodged a stray spell that had rebounded from the fight "But there's no time to look in the book now."

"At the same time… wait for my signal" Harry said as they closed in on one of the Vampire who was sending spells to the dome-shield. From that distance he could count how many there were. Ten were fighting against the green cloaked ones muggle style, while another eight used their wands trying to weaken the shield and attempting to get the red-ones. The remaining two each wielded a staff, one launching spells directly to the shield and the other dueling with black flames. In that moment a loud crash was heard as several red cloaked ones were sent flying.

"Now" Harry hissed.

"Incarcerous"

"Petrificus Totalus"

"Stupefy"

In the midst of the fight, nobody noticed that one of the attackers had fallen, bound and petrified. The three Gryffindors quickly disillusioned again. The red ones had begun answering spell fire, but the Vampires were too fast. In the blink of an eye, one of the attackers had broken through and in a swift move had struck his sword on a green cloaked man, only to vanish instantly and reappear several feet away and slice diagonally a red cloaked.

"Scarletti" Harry muttered angrily.

"Let's move" Hermione said in a shaky voice "We need to help them, fast".

They quickly approached another Vampire who was sending curses at the yellow shield, but just as they were about to strike, the Vampire turned abruptly, his wand trained at them.

"Stupefy!" The three of them bellowed.

The vampire fell hard on the floor, but the damage had been done and the other vampires noticed. In a split second, one of the vampires on the front line had appeared in behind of Ron, a deadly looking sword on its way towards him. But just as fast, Hermione had drawn her own sword and blocked the vampire and Harry finished blasting the Vampire away. Just then, a bolt of lightning flew towards them but Ron put his hands on the floor. A wall of stone erupted from the ground, blocking the bolt and a big rumble was heard across the fields.

"So we have newcomers" the Lord of Terror said in his disembodied voice "Yet, you will only be remembered as the fools who tried to distract me. Kill them."

There were at least seven other vampires on the back line but four were dueling with a red cloaked man each. From the ten swordsmen only seven remained but four green cloaked had fallen defending.

Cyrus watched under his green hood how three unknowns appeared from thin air and struck one of the vampires on the back. Robinson and Gomez had fallen while a yellow cloaked girl attended a minor cut on Lyn's shoulder. Even with greater numbers, the vampires were still deadly. He was confused, however, by the strange arrivals.

He was distracted then by another Vampire, stopping his musings. Oh, he knew this one… that sword, the long hair failing down his cloak, dark as the night.

"Scarletti" he muttered.

"So you remember me" the vampire said mockingly "That is a shock… it has been some time since someone actually lived after learning my name. I suppose it is time to correct that."

A great blast came from Cyrus left. Apparently one of the vampires wielding a staff had changed his attention to the strangers, who were blocking all his attempts. On his right, another red cloaked man had fallen while Lynette stabbed a vampire on his hearth, finished him rapid swift to his head. The corpse merely collapsed in gray dust with a choked scream on the vampire's throat.

An orange beam flew straight against her, but a red cloaked man erected a shield rapidly and in a quick move he started spinning sending ten spells in quick succession. His image became blurry as more and more spells flew from the man's wands – since he was wielding one in each hand - and the vampire was blasted into the air. The man then nodded towards Lynette, who merely huffed in annoyance.

Meanwhile, Scarletti had vanished and Cyrus raised Kataigida rapidly, blocking a strike directed at his head. He knew the Vampire had more resilience and greater speed, but he was damned if he was going to let himself be beaten.

In a quick motion, he stabbed the ground with Kataigida, just an instant before a second vampire appeared in front of him, his sword ready to strike.

"Astraph"

The vampire had no time to react as he was struck by countless bolts of electricity, sending him crashing several feet away. Smoke rose from the struggling vampire, who was trying to get up. But just as he was going to turn around, Scarletti appeared out of nowhere.

"Cyrus NO!" he heard Lynette scream, as the blow from Scarletti came. Cyrus barely managed to block it, but his own weapon was sent away, oddly falling standing on the ground, still filled with electricity. Cyrus himself had fallen back from the force of the vampire. Time stopped right in that moment, as he tried to get up, but Scarletti was already on top of him, with his rapier ready to end him. He closed his eyes, accepting his fate.

But the blow never came.

Instead, when Cyrus looked up after what seemed an eternity, one of the strangers was holding his fallen sword blocking the enraged vampire, who had lost his hood.

'It's not possible' he thought 'He was on the other side of the field!'

In a quick movement the vampire was thrown back and the stranger was engaging the vampire while his two companions were fending off the vampire with the staff.

"Cyrus!" he heard Lynette, as the brunette kneeled next to him "Are you ok?"

"Yes I am" he managed to blurt out. He was quickly on his feet and he surveyed the scene. "We need to get that sentry, while those two distract the other".

"I'm on it" said a voice behind them.

"Remus" Lynette said, but the man in red cloak passed only stopping for a second. He slightly turned around and faced her.

"I will never forgive myself for not noticing about him. The only thing I have left is to defend Lily's and James's son, who might just be behind us."

And then in split second he had begun spinning, his image blurry once again, launching a myriad of spells against the second vampire with the staff, who had been currently charging against the yellow shield. He lasted around ten seconds before he had fallen down. Remus slowed down, leaving a trail on the path of his boots that had been slightly opened. Both his wands were aimed at the fallen vampire, and he was breathing heavily.

"Regroup" a chilling voice echoed on the grounds "It is time we stopped playing. I will deal with the newcomers. Get the shield down."

Ginny couldn't believe her eyes. They were really being attacked by Vampires. Next to her, her friends were crying in fear and older students watched anxiously not knowing what to do. A few of them were looking angry, even eager to enter the battle. But the yellow cloaked people wouldn't let them.

Meanwhile, a few Slytherin purebloods had started to scare a few younger students, and the Head boy and some perfects where trying to reprehend them.

"Luna" Ginny said when she realized something "Where's my brother?"

The blonde looked around and her eyes opened widely.

"They must be behind the stands!" she said "They may not had had time to get inside the protection."

"We need to tell someone".

They split from the group of Gryffindors who paid no attention to their retreat and they quickly reached the edge where the yellow cloaked people were struggling to maintain their shield up.

"Sir! Help us!" Ginny told him "There might be someone outside! Some students!"

The man turned abruptly, still holding his wand up, muttering counter-curses and enforcing the shield.

"There's nothing we can do now, if the shield falls there will be more people in danger. I'm sorry"

"But he's my brother!" Ginny said on the verge of tears.

"And Harry Potter!" Luna yelled.

The man cursed loudly.

"Tarik, cover for me" the yellow cloaked man said to his companion on the left before turning to the two girls "I will relay the message, there's nothing we can do from inside. We will get him help, young lady."

"Expecto Patronus" the man said, and a silver eagle sprung from his wand.

The eagle flew towards Dumbledore, who turned around abruptly and searched the grounds, his eyes widened in fear. In a flash he was on the battlefield, making his way through Vampires and defenders alike, followed by a Chinese man in a green cloak and another old man in a yellow cloak.

The possessed girl appeared in front of them with a calculating look, her head slightly bent sideways. The girl then merely snapped her fingers.

A shadow seemed to pass by the sun, immersing the field in darkness. Grey mist covered the ground and spread in several ways flying towards the ashes of the few fallen vampires. The ashes formed small whirlwinds, spinning furiously, making a rumbling sound throughout the grounds. After a few more seconds, the mist vanished leaving behind the now unharmed vampires. They were, however, different. Their eyes opened and were completely black, and their movements were stiff and calculated.

The strangers took a few steps back, raising their wands. But the newly reformed vampires where to quick and charged against them, shrieking as they attacked relentlessly. The brown-cloaks barely managed to defend themselves and were blasted away when the possessed girl sent a powerful curse that left a crater on the ground. Two of them had been smashed against one of the platforms, and the other, was clutching his arm.

"Bal: Kulkodar Flak"

The possessed girl then raised her hand again, without any wand visible. A dark flame sphere formed on her hand and pulling back, she threw it at them, forming a great blaze as it traveled that would have surely burn them to ashes.

"Alu: Tinechor!"

A blue wall of water sprang up from the only one still conscious, blocking the flames. But the water was rapidly evaporating, and soon, the shield collapsed and the flames consumed the entire dueling platform.

"Bloody hell! What is that!" The yellow cloak said incredulously. "Girls stay behind, I'm not sure how much we will be able to hold them"

"Looks like your little helpers are gone Dumbledore" the Demonic girl said when she couldn't find the strangers. If he couldn't sense them, it simply meant they were not there. "You will now face my wrath."

The two sentries had taken her sides as the once again complete group of vampires launched their attack against the red cloaked ones.

In a split second, one of the sentries had struck his staff on the floor, and the ground seemed to move, creating a big mound that moved directly to Dumbledore and his companions. The green cloaked one muttered some words and raised his hands in a complicated manner, sending a current of wind that cut the stone path that the Vampire had sent.

The second vampire had summoned a dark spell that circled him twice before launching it against the yellow cloaked one. The man waved his wand in a circular pattern and before anyone could see what happened, the dark cruse had been returned at the vampire, who barely dodged it.

But the demonic girl was just smiling at Dumbledore, who was waiting for the Dark Lord's move.

"Throk'u burzuum, Illska tu'par, Mubajat ma bog "

Her eyes darkened, and the sun seemed to hide behind a dark veil. Suddenly screams came from everywhere. First it was the students, who were covering their ears. They quickly fell to the ground. Soon the, defenders started falling, and the yellow shield was no more.

Ginny clutched her ears. She couldn't stop crying. Her mind was filled with images of her family dying, the vampires killing them. It was a feeling of dread like she had never had before. It had taken hold of her heart, mind and spirit. Her vision was being consumed by darkness, and she could hear an evil laugh in her head.

She saw how Luna had fallen too, next to her and her eyes seemed unfocused, her mouth opened in a silent shriek of terror without making a single sound.

Ginny saw how the recovered vampires walked slowly towards one of the defenders each, ready to strike them down. The remaining normal vampires were too approaching, with feral smiles on their faces and their fangs elongated prepared to bite a defenseless victim.

She could hear her heart beating loudly and rapidly. Breathing was becoming impossible and the dread was filling her up completely.

But then, she heard a gentle voice.

"Get up, little one" a woman said "It is time. You have nothing to fear anymore"

She drew a loud gasp, reaching for air that had been negated to her just an instant before. She sat down abruptly and saw the scene, terrified of what was happening. Next to her, Luna had too awoken and was trying to get herself together.

Slowly, Scarletti had approached the fallen form of Cyrus, who was currently clutching his head, panting heavily and grunting in pain. He had a vicious smirk, not even wielding his sword anymore. Next to him, nine other vampires were approaching a single victim each, while the other ten guarded with their wands the three fallen forms of Dumbledore and his companions. There was rumbling coming from outside, no doubt the whole ministry trying to bring down the dome that the first vampire sentry had formed.

The sound of a maniac laugh was heard throughout the battlefield.

"So this is what the wizarding world had to offer against us. Shameful, they couldn't contain such a small contingent of our forces." The girl said in her demonic voice, followed by laughter from the other vampires. "Worry not my friends; you shall be restored once we claim our prize. And of course, you can have your spoils of war. Take one of them each, so the rest can remember not to cross us again. We now wait for the young one to return." He added in a joking matter.

"Hail Azael, Lord of Terror" the vampires said, kneeling down with their right arm crossed through their chest to the opposite shoulder. The ten vampires turned around and faced their victims once again, slowly leaning down. Scarletti showed his fangs, savoring already the taste of human blood.

"Your blood will be mine, fool" he whispered "And this shall be the last thing you will hear: you have failed"

However, an instant before all the vampires reached for their bite, Scarletti's senses were awakened, and he jumped back abruptly, followed only by two other vampires.

"Sectumsempra!"

"Naur: Daenor Anmegil!"

Two figures appeared from both sides of the line the vampires had made, one wielding a great axe that had been slashed vertically, while the other had a staff held with both hands aimed at the vampires that the first one couldn't get. Four of the vampires were cut in half, as if an invisible sword had sliced through them. And from the staff of the second figure, an horizontal whirlwind of fire had been launched at the other three, consuming them in matter of seconds, leaving nothing but ashes behind.

Three other figures appeared of thin air and in a blink of an eye the rest of the vampires had their wands aimed at them. One of the figures, however, raised its wand facing her palm.

"Eximo: Incarcerous malum plena"

The ten vampires who had not wielded weapons found themselves suddenly snared in conjured robes, with a blue glow surrounding them.

"Accio Wands" a second figure said and the vampires lost their hold on them.

"How dare you?" the demonic girl snarled "Just who do you think you are! There will be hell to pay for what you have done! Do you really think you stand a chance against me?"

The two sentries had managed to block the ropes and had taken a side next to the possessed girl. In the blink of an eye, the three vampire-swordsmen that remained had leaped up and charged against the strangers. But force what met with force and each of the vampires was stopped. An axe had sent the first one of them crashing several feet away, while the second one had been easily dodged by its target and stabbed from behind in a quick swift. Scarletti was met once again by Kataigida, still flowing with electricity, and the vampire had jumped back to recompose himself.

"No more games" the possessed girl said while opening her arms and looking above, her eyes completely dark

""Throk'u burzuum…"

The earth had started to tremble and a dark aura formed around the Lord of Terror, while the vampire sentries chanted in eerie voice. A black sphere appeared in the sky, swirling rapidly, absorbing the air around it as it grew bigger and bigger. The five brown-cloaked fighters seemed startled looking at each other. It was then, when another voice rose in the field.

" Lauda Agnus Caeli emundet!"

A white light shot into the sky, bright as the sun, pure and strong. From the fallen crowd, two small girls where standing next to each other. One of them held both her wands to the sky, her wand on the right.

The black sphere started shaking and rumbling, trying to fight the light. But it was consumed until the blackness was gone, and the dome began to slowly disappear from the top downwards.

"Damned girl! What have you done?" possessed girl bellowed as if she was in pain. The vampires who had been revived crumbled into ashes again and the remaining ones began screaming in agony, the sun's light burning their skin.

"Lex Aeterna: Expurgo corpus!" the other girl bellowed pointing her wand at the possessed girl. A white beam shot from the blonde girl's wand and passed through her target.

The Lord of Terror then let out a great scream, as the Hufflepuff girl recovered her eyes, which were a clear blue. From her body a shadow appeared to be pulled and the screams started to become the ones of a male voice. Finally, the girl fell down, and behind her a dark cloaked man kneeled down, panting.

"Very well" the dark lord said "You have thwarted my plans, but my servant will get me my prize. Until we meet again."

He then raised his hand, finally showing his wand, which had an eerie green glow coming out of the tip. His face was pale white, and covered by a black hood. With a flourish of his hand, the remaining vampires vanished instantly, and he laughed one last time, as he pointed his wand towards one of the girls.

"Avada Kedavra"

"Noooooo!" a voice bellowed and in front of the startled girl, one of the brown cloaks had crossed the path of the curse, wielding a white hammer, that he struck to the ground, muttering some words. The curse hit the man's weapon, and something that had not ever been seen happened.

In a blue light, the white hammer glowed, taking the force of the curse, dissipating it.

"Impossible! What is this magic?" the Dark Lord bellowed as he let out an angry scream "You may have won this battle, but the war has just started. Mark my words, this world will tremble on our path."

The entire crowd seemed to recover and started looking around, startled by the scene in front of them. Dumbledore had already recovered and without risking a single glance at the brown-cloaked fighters, he started to approach the Dark Lord. Several green, red and yellow cloaks where witchingly avidly and a few students had recovered. The dark shield was halfway down, and anxious yells could be heard from outside.

"Retreat" the Lord of Terror said in a deep voice "Perhaps, you have beaten us today, but this is only the beginning."

And having said that, he disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

A/N: Finally! Another update! I know it has taken my AGES, but I have been extremely busy. Rest assured, I will keep updating the story. Thank you for your reviews and I hope the fic is of your liking. Anyways, the second book is coming to an end soon and I can tell you, the third book will bring much more stuff.

HP18: They are actually pretty even, although Harry tends to go more towards the melee side and Robert towards the spell casting.

XHinatalxlNarutoX: I know I know it's taking me ages, i have been loaded with work though and this book has given me so many writers blocks. Anyways thanks for your patience!

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