Let's go to see the Wizard

In her way to the drawing room she saw Draco, who was very pale and couldn't look at her. Coward fool, the ferret was a lost case, a waste of space. And just a few steps further, she saw some of Draco's mates, all in dark robes, their eyes strunged out. They appeared to be in the grips of a potion.

"If it isn't the Mu—," Crabbe started and Goyle smacked him right on the face.

"Shut up fool, do you want to get killed; the lord says she is to be treated with respect, she and her friends." Then as she entered the room, she heard Ron, "I swear it was giant, the spider was gigantic, and she talked."

"Close your mouth, some might actually believe you, quiet." It was Harry, a spider, so it was true.

"It was the thing climbing up me, I tell you. It was the reason I screamed."

Hermione knew it, the spider was real, maybe a baby from Argog, she shivered. "Miss Granger, come in." She was face to face with the Dark Lord.

The bruises were not all gone, and he was immediately displeased; he would punish the one responsible for it. "I trust my people treated you well." He had a nice voice, commanding, pleasant and luring, drawing her in. She was feeling his pull.

"Why should you care how I am treated? Did you know that being tied and subdued is never considered good treatment." She answered unwisely. As soon as she bad mouthed him, she realized she needed to keep her cool if she were to get out of this alive.

"Watch how you talk to our Lord. You, you filthy Mudblood," Bellatrix growled.

"Bellatrix, I told you my wishes now be quiet. You will get your punishment after we are done. Miss Granger and her friends are guests in this place. And since we are at it, where is Zecke? Fenrir was worried about his nephew," his attention was now centered on Bella. The Dark witch paled.

"I have no idea my Lord," and immediately lowered her eyes.

"Mr. Potter and your friend, what were you doing in the Forest and not in school? Should you not be finishing your studies?" Voldemort smirked or was it a smile; nah, it was a grimace, and Nagini hissed. The big snake was rolled tightly, and when the three of them saw her, their fear was evident.

"It is none of your business," Harry dared.

"Tsk, Tsk, so impolite, here I am, trying to be a pleasant host, and all I get is a nasty mouth."

"I think you all need a lesson on how I deal with those those who displease us and are disobedient. But before I get started get the Malfoys and Lestrange here." He called.

"Sir, Lucius went into town to get the things you asked for." Yaxley answered.

"That is right, Fenrirgo and make sure they all come, every one of them. Bella you come and sit here by me." Albeit it was obvious she was afraid, she didn't dare to disobey.

"Ah, Bella, Bella, such a smart and beautiful witch, but so irrational and disobedient. I had such dreams for you, sadly your feelings cloud your mind."

Bella got it, she was the disobedient one, and if he were to find out about the Mudlblood's father her punishment would be death. She needed to kill Hermione the first chance she had.

Help arrives

At the Malfoy ruins, Lucius had lifted the wards. He was disappointed because only a few rebels had shown. He guessed as many as could be gathered in such short notice. Hopefully, this would only be a rescue mission.

"Bill perhaps we should stop and get the more able prisoners, we can use the extra bodies. Greyback, Draco and Narcissa are ready to fight. I think the Lestrange might come to our side but it is hard to tell. There are over forty Death Eaters inside, we are clearly outnumbered. Follow me and be very quiet, we will be walking inside the walls."

"Bill," a squeaky, tiny voice spoke, and everyone looked around.

Hagrid saw it first, and his heart swelled with wonderment, "A Tarancaktula, haven't seen one since I was a lad." Lucius saw the spider when she jumped on Bill, who instinctively jumped backwards. Lucius and Hagrid chuckled.

"Girl, Ron, Harry, in danger, Snake-Man has them, Arga bit bad Bella for the girl." But at the same time they could hear her broken speech, Lucius, Hagrid and Bill, could see what had transpired, inside their minds.

As Arga was more comfortable with the humans and her link grew stronger, she could send them her thoughts. She showed them the message Harry had sent them, about the danger and to come and help. They also saw what had happened with Bella; and showed them Hermione, all battered, and when Bella'd wanted to kill her.

"We need to go, good girl," Bill told her, but she looked at Bill, and he was a little afraid.

"They like to stay hidden," Lucius said. He knew the value of a Tarancaktula, "I can carry her, " he was quick to offer. He'd dreamed as a child of finding one. It had been the dream of children and adults to be favored by such creature. Maybe I can convince her... Arga can be with me at all times…inside the cushioned velvet pouch he'd bought long ago for such purpose. Lucius was quickly making plans.

Arthur arived in the last batch and assessed the situation and had to shake his head. He hoped Bill would catch his gesture. Molly did the same, she knew it, Lucius always.n opportunist.

"Son, take the sweet girl and put her in a safe place, in your rucksack or a pocket." Arthur advised when he saw Bill ready to deliver Arga, into Lucius stretched hands.

Bill looked for her, but she had already found her way into his rucksack.

"We must hurry the Dark Lord is here, and he might have them now. Let's go." Lucius hurried them and sighed a little dissapointed, yet happy to have seen a live Tarancaktula, it was a lucky omen.

Remus was lagging behind,oping the entrance had closed. He waited as long as he could, and then he had to follow them. Dora had better obeyed him, yet, his gut told him otherwise.

Bill also had a bad feeling; the images of the spider were not reassuring. For the hundredth time he knew that he shouldn't have left her behind.. If she were injured or worse, he would never be able to live, he would die. I told you to stay. If she dies, it will be your fault stupid human, were the comforting words of his friendly wolf.

Lobo was right, darn him. Hermione was going home with him regardless. Maybe they would leave to work in Egypt again. He had plenty of great job offers, and taking her away was all he wanted. He wanted his witch and wanted her safe. Lobo snickered derisively, he knew that Bill couldn't control their mate if he tried.

As for Ronald Billus, he hoped that Arga terrorized him for the rest of his life. By the way, did she have little eyes? No, he was going crazy. And if not, maybe the little cutie would stay with him.

The Snake

The Dark Lord surveyed the Mudblood with interest. She reminded him of a young Bella before the Black's madness took over her. If he could lure them into his service, he would surely partake of her charms, and the idea made his libido rise. It was easy to imagine fucking the young Mudblood; and her young supple body and natural beauty made him wish to be handsome once again.

"Miss Granger ssstep closer, " His skinny finger bent and repeated his invitation. She shuddered in fear.

Meanwhile, the Centaurs had reached McGonagall, and she was able to gather her older Gryffindor students all part of DA, Vector, Sprout and Flitwick; at the last minute Poppy came ready to assist any wounded, and send her Patronous to alert other order members. It wasn't long before they left thru a secret passage to avoid detection and exited Hogwarts. The centaurs offered them a ride since it would be safer, and it would prevent any magic releases that would call unnecessary attention, and off they went.

Fenrir was at St. Mungo's. He had gone to check on Zecke, only to find him fully recuperated thanks his royal genes but feigning to be in a coma. "You nincompoop, what a young idiot, why did you go with that fucking Demento witch. What is wrong with your head?"

Zecke cringed and wished to be in a real coma. He was very afraid of Fenrir; he had seen his idea of punishment, not one anybody would wish for himself. His mother said he need a mate badly, someone gentle to tame him, coming from his fierce mother that was saying a lot.

"You signed your death warrant; did you know that those you attacked were Miss Granger's parents, and the Dark Lord is trying to make pretty with the witch. You must have heard that Lucrezia will murder me; I only fear one wolf, and that is your mother, damn you." Fenrir growled at him, Zecke shrunk back

"I have seen her fighting with bigger wolves than I, and she tore them open with her strong jaws. She is cunning and dangerous, and she will kill me if anyone dares to touch you. What a bloody mess, as we speak, someone might have already told her, and she is probably looking for you. Open your ears and I hope you listen this time; there is a crisis, and if we come out this alive, you might have a chance, here let me tell you what you must do."

Mulciber was mulling and trying to decide if he should jump ship? How did one find the Order? He had to save Roy, but how. He had tortured the prisoners, and they wouldn't trust him. Yes, that was the way make good with the ones in the dungeon, but how?

Yes, he had it; he would go and free them as soon as he was able. Best to stay alert and fight for the Light and hoped to be noticed if the chance arrived. He would tell them how Bellatrix had forced Roy to go, which was true, what an imbecile to disobey the Dark Lord. However, Zecke and Roy might have not had time to hear the warning, they kept busy and have been out in a mission.

He went to the dungeons and hoped the prisoners would believe him. He sped up, while making plans on how to make it look like an escape. He would ask the two Snatchers who had told him they took Miss Granger; they would help, especially when he told them they needed the order's protection because Voldemort would kill them.

The tension was mounting at the large room in Malfoy Manor.

"So my dear," Voldemort looked at Hermione right on, "Do tell while we wait for the ressst of the audience, why are you so bruissed? Don't bother to lie, I might use Legilemance, and you don't want to anger me. Beauty and lies don't mix." He turned for a second and stared at Beatrix coldly.

Hermione was mesmerized by his eyes and under an enthrall, "I fell down earlier and suffered a head injury as well. I stepped over a mossy rock and bruised my body rather bad." If he looked in her mind that is what he would see, and more...

The snatchers, who heard her, nearly cried in thanks, and she won two new supporters; the same ones who had listened to Mulciber minutes earlier.

"But did you know, that she, your right hand," and Hermione pointed her finger at Bellatrix, who sat slumped in a chair with a leg over the arm rest, while she cleaned her fingernails with a hunting knife.

At her mention, the Dark witch recoiled in anger, driven by the cold fear freezing her blood. "Yes, you Bellatrix, you killed my father, and I know because his—"

Bellatrix cut her words short by the use of the Muggle weapon, she aimed the knife and it landed in Hermione's shoulder making her scream in pain and fall down, immediately followed by, "Cruciatus," before anyone could blink an eye.

The Dark Lord flinched; and with a wandless gesture, he swiftly conjured a painful hex to bounce the wand from Bellatrix.

"Fool, bloody fool," the Dark Lord screamed and pulled out his wand.

"Seeverusss tend to the young witch. Mulciber come here stand next to Bella and make sure she doesn't move a muscle, your live depends upon it."

Mulciber had just come into the room, and was having problems breathing from running so fast, now what? He thought, not Bellatrix, she was tricky and deadly.

Meanwhile, Hermione's screams were deafening. The pain of the wound combined with the Cruciatus was excruciating, and Harry bent to hold her, but Ron couldn't move since he was being held back. Her body was racked by pain, her nose bleeding, and blood streamed out her ear. Harry was having a hard time holding her; the spasms lifted her from the floor.

Narcissa stood back, feeling horrible about Bella, but more afraid for being her sister. "Where is everyone," the Dark Lord thundered.

Peter Pettigrew came in walking fast, he had been stuffing his face with a new batch of pastries, and nearly backed out when he saw Harry Potter.

And to Severus, "Do something, end her pain, now."

"My Lord, you know it is not possible to relieve the effects of an unforge—"

"Do it or I will feed you to Nagini," he pointed icily.

No sooner had he directed Severus than the room started filling up and a Snatcher ran in, "My Lord, many centaurs are approaching the grounds. They are screaming war chants. That is not all, the prisoners have escaped and are armed. It is chaos down in the dungeons, and to make it worse the house-elves and others who work on the grounds are helping them.

Mulciber made a final decision, he wasn't sticking by the lord. At least the young witch had been able to reach the wands gathered by the snatchers. His nephew was the only heir to the Mulciber name, and he had to save him; and, moreover, how he wished he had the guts to kill Bella.

Several Death Eaters and Snatchers ran outside to protect the Manor, the Dark Lord seized the moment, "Nagini protect the girl nobody touches her. Severus, you come with me."

He grabbed Harry who tried to struggle, "Come boy, I am not hurting you, just come with me. Peter you stand at the door and make sure nobody follows me."

Peter was afraid seeing the room filling up, he was a coward but was afraid to disobey.

"But Hermione, you cannot leave her like this." Harry said and resisted him further, and Voldemort just disabled him with a hex that left him stunned.

Slowly, some of the Order entered the room, and a battle broke in many fronts, outside, in the dungeons, basically all over the Manor.

Fenrir who had just arrived with Zecke; immediately joined the Order, who were also going toward the room; Bill didn't like him but recognized his value and was glad to fight with him, same with Remus.

In the heat of the Battle, Bella pulled one of her hidden wands and stood up, first she fired a curse that knocked out Mulciber, and then pointed her wand to a pregnant female coming from a side door, and who seemed to be alone.

Peter decided it was time to turn into a rat, but before he was halfway transformed his silver hand crushed the rat's head in one squeeze.

Meanwhile Bella had reached the pregnant witch and said, "Ah, my dear niece, or is it my dear filthy half-blood," and pointed her wand to a large statue that came crashing down, meaning to kill her, but another cast stopped most of the falling mass, it came from Rabastan.

"No more, you have done enough, I told Rodolphus that he was a fool by marrying you and I was right."

But Bella fired again, with an Aveda this time. At the same time Molly ran towards Hermione who lay on a small pool of blood, but Molly had not seen Nagini. In her rush, she nearly intercepted the curse, but instead an extra large crow took the hit.

For a second it fell down, and next it turned into a strange creature, a gargoyle made out living stone that roared and came towards the witch with surprising agility, but Bella was equally swift and got away.

"Fenrir go and make sure nobody touches the witch," Voldemort caught a look from the werewolf when he turned a corner and ordered him, lucky he didn't see the Order right behind the werewolf.

"Where is she?" Fenrir asked loudly.

"Hurry, she is in the drawing room, and I don't trust Bella." The Dark Lord answered and Fenrir ran.

Two more of the birds were flying towards Hermione, better towards Nagini, when the snake disappeared called by Voldemort and the birds followed it thru the fabrics of space. They had seen Voldemort taken Harry, and understood that Harry was very important to her.

Bella saw her chance, and with Molly blocked by the fallen statue she jumped by Hermione. She pulled another wand and readied it to fire.

At the hallway, at the same instance Fenrir saw them, Luna and Dean did as well. They all ran towards them. Bella smartly used the witch as her shield and was uttering "Aveda K—" when a large paw, twisted her head off, broke it the neck, yanked, and held the bloody head in his furry hand.

Blood spattered all over the place, and the fallen body twitched; gruesome was a mild adjective. Whereas Luna threw up at the sight, Dean actually smiled and clapped his hands. Molly was finally around the statue and so was Rabastan, they looked at each other…and smiled a happy grin.

"Thanks Mr. Lestrange, I owe you a life debt," Molly smiled at the Death Eater; she truly owed him her life.

"My pleasure madam, all in day's work." He smiled, and Molly swooned, what a handsome devil, and she blushed.

A spider materialized and jumped right by Hermione's eyes. The fallen witch recognized it, but was nearly out of it; she still twitched from the Cruciatus and was weak with the blood loss.

"I Arga bite for heal?" The squeaky voice asked, Hermione saw the little red lips, blue eyes, and the leggings like covers, and thought she was dying. The talking spider was kind of pretty, yes, Hermione, you are near death, it is a hallucination, bye sweet witch. Hermione imagined an inner voice.

Hermione saw the blue eyes blink and heard Dean talking to her, "Hermione, Arga is a friend please say yes."

"Yes, a friend?" she asked still not knowing if she was imagining Arga. "Yes, Arga a friend." Arga answered and jumped on Hermione.

Arga bit around the knife, still imbedded in her shoulder. The knife fell off and the Cruciatus pain was all gone, as well as the nose and ear bleeds.

Hermione took Arga in her hand and kissed her, "You, my pretty girl, you are my hero." Hermione told her while gently patting Arga's back with a finger knuckle.

Arga actually giggled, "I like girl, Arga keep." And, said and done, Arga went into Hermione's hoodie's pocket. The ginger hair, her first love already forgotten, or maybe not, Arga was young and fickle. Granted, the girl had called her pretty, and she loved the glow around her. Arga's kind was drawn to power, and the witch was charged with magic.

Bill finally made it; they had found several rogue werewolves and had to fight their way in. Greyback turned around, and Bill shook his hand. Fenrir smiled, he had the feeling he had earned a place in the private circle. And above them, there were two birds following their every move.

Someone cried, "Oh no! Bloody hell, damn, Dora no, not you," and a gunshot was heard.

"Let's go." They all said at the same time while other scrimmages were being fought in the same room. "I don't have a wand," Hermione exclaimed.

"Take this," Fenrir gallantly took Bella's wand off the dead hand and gave it to Hermione, his hand still wet with Bella's blood.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and ran along with them holding the wand in her hand.

Outside the battle raged, and the giants and other Dark creatures had Apparated at Voldemort's call. The Lestrange as predicted switched sides; both of them, they had it with Bellatrix whose love was the Dark Lord, besides they had heard that Andromeda had just become a widow, and they never said they didn't like the Black witches, they did. And one that was neither married, nor demented, was too tempting to pass, time to change sides; they were Slytherins for a reason. Rabastan was sure that Andromeda was a sure thing, especially since he had saved her daughter.

By the time Hermione, Bill, Fenrir, Luna, Dean and Molly arrived at the place where the shot had been fired, they saw a Death Eater getting away; he had fired a silver bullet, which had lodged somewhere above Remus' heart. Rabastan ran after the Death Eater, it was Dolohov, and he had a good lead..

Remus was nearly dead, Hermione cried, "Remus, no, not you. Please someone do something."

Fenrir bent down over Remus, with a claw he dug the bullet, and screamed when he touched the silver, his finger burned as if acid had touched it, but was able to grab the remaining silver and threw it far away. Unfortunately the damage was quite extensive and the fast acting silver had nearly finished Remus.

Poppy had just arrived and ran to help, and she bent over Nymphadora. Bill and Hermione went to find Harry, and fought their way towards him.

"Severus, make sure you have us covered," Voldemort hid in the niche with Severus and Harry Potter.

He turned to Harry, "Mr. Harry Potter, are you with me or against me? Together we can rule the world, all you have to do is give me a little more of your blood so I can be whole, and then convince your friend Miss. Granger to come to our side. Nagini, hold him a little tighter. Yes that is good girl; my precious Nagini."

Nagini was wrapped around Harry. She had him in lover's hold, and Harry seemed to be tied in a thick rope. Except that the rope had a large head and her venomous thin and long fangs, were pointed at his neck, and dripping noxious poison.

Severus could have sworn that he had seen Lily standing behind Harry. Her eyes were full of sorrow and pleading to save her son. He was able to read her lips, "Save him, he is but a baby, save him."

Severus couldn't stand to see the horror in Harry's eyes, someone had to take a stand, and he did. He pointed his wand at Voldemort. His eyes the color of Onyx, his mouth tight in a fierce grimace, his voice thick with emotion and anger, "Tell the snake to release him." That was all he said.

Voldemort laughed at the threat.

Ginny fought against a rogue werewolf and wasn't fairing well. There were too many of them, and everyone's hands were full. A few large birds were swooping around, and out their mouths came thin streams of dark mist, and whoever was hit with a stream, was out within seconds, and would fall to the ground in a coma like state. Not one of the ones hit, had stood up again.

The thing was that the birds didn't initiate the attack, and they would wait for an act of aggression against those fighting on Hermione's side, the side of the Light.

Ginny was hoping one of the birds would see her, but they were busy all over the place, and she was losing ground. She wasn't out of luck, because, Zecke, who was fighting with the l, saw the fiery ginger hair. He had seen one year before and couldn't forget her.

He was coming to help her, when he saw another renegade wolf, formerly from his pack and a nasty piece, coming toward Ginny from behind with his large paw ready to kill the witch.

Zecke didn't wait and shifted in mid-air into a magnificent black wolf with a silver stripe along his back, much to Ginny's surprise. He jumped on the renegade, tumbled down and in one turn he grabbed the rogue's neck between his jaws and broke it in a loud crunch.

Viktor, who had seen the fight and was just barely lagging, cast a Petrificus Totalis and bounded the other rogue werewolf.

Zecke transformed back into a handsome twenty year old, long dark hair with silver streaks, and Ginny smiled. "Zecke Greyback, my lady, glad to be of service." He grinned and Ginny saw his still bloody fangs, and instead of being disgusted, she ran to him and to his surprise wrapped her arms around his neck, tiptoed and kissed his lips.

Zecke wasn't slow, his arms wrapped around her small frame, and returned the kiss. It was short but sweet, "Thanks for saving my life," Ginny's voice was sultry.

"You can thank me again after this is done. I think we still have a job to finish," he said running to join a scrimmage. Viktor and Ginny ran with him.

The Twins and Ron were close to Harry; Ron had managed to follow but had to fight their way towards where Voldemort held him, in his way the twins joined him. Lucius and Draco were coming from the other direction, fighting against several former colleagues.

Bill and Hermione were now flanked by the crows, and were also going towards Harry. Fenrir was lagging; he had stayed by Remus' side for a little longer.

Nobody saw the silver projectile fired by a sniper, which hit Bill close to his heart, and down Bill went. It would seem they were prepared against werewolves, after all some fought for the order. The sniper was Thorfinn Rowle who was brought down by one of the crows.

None of the guardians had healing powers and they couldn't help. Arga jumped out Hermione's pocket and tried a bite, and the silver just feel out his chest, but too magic was not strong to fight the silver poisoning already in his blood stream, and they were losing Bill.