"Riddle attacked muggle Liverpool," Hermione announced not looking up from her paper as Harry, Daphne, Tracey, and Blaise joined her at the Ravenclaw table for breakfast the day after the Masquerade. "And the attack on The Black children beat it out for the front page," Hermione added with a bit of bitterness seeping through.
Harry gave her a sharp look at the tone of voice so she added, "The attack on Liverpool killed thirteen mugggles, had thirteen muggles kissed, thirteen tortured, and thirteen houses burned to the ground. Its first mention is on page five and the main headline is about the majority of reaming Dementors being killed off.
"I'm not saying an unsuccessful attack on the triplets of the Director of Magical Law Enforcement doesn't matter or that it shouldn't make the front page. However the rest of the story is on the Black and Bones family lines form page two to four." Harry's sharp look dissipated and he held out his hand for the paper. Hermione turned it over willingly to Harry who perused the articles.
"It's not surprising," Daphne said softly with look guilt on her face. "The large portion, the richest portion, of wizarding Britain still doesn't like to acknowledge the muggle world." Tracey being a half-blood shared Hermione's outrage but also knew from her father's family what Daphne was getting at, the old regime of wizarding world would rather think the muggle world didn't exist.
"Do you think there was any ritual attempt by Riddle or did he just play on muggle superstitions," Harry asked after finishing the article. His questioned was directed to Hermione and Tracey, his fellow arthimancy students.
Tracey looked pensive before answering, "If it was just the murders I would be inclined to think so however none of the other events point to a ritual. So it was most likely just Riddle using muggle superstition in his favor."
"Yeah," Blaise added, "He would know it too with growing up in the muggle world." Hermione looked thoughtful at the answer most likely planning a trip to the library in the near future. With that the group finished eating in a quiet silence each lost in their thoughts.
They stood to leave for charms and were joined by Neville, Hannah, Susan, Draco, and Theo. "So did you guys here McClaggen and Belby's punishment?" Neville said with undisguised glee. The rest of the group had been informed by Draco and Astoria of what happened the night before. At their denial Neville continued, "Cormac is banned from quidditch for the rest of Hogwarts, Katie was pissed but understood." The Slytherin quidditch players shared a grin. "They've also been stripped of their wands for anything other than classes or homework which is to be supervised by a teacher. Then their fathers were called, Dean Thomas swore he heard yelling from the opposite side of the corridor to the Headmaster office when he walked by. Anyways apparently they were both so hacked off they gave Madam Bones permission to throw them in Azkaban for a one day and night. And they agreed to both boys' underage magic restrictions being left in place until their eighteen."
"Holy shite," Susan said in a rather stunned voice. Harry, Hermione, Draco, and Theo shared her look of surprise. Hannah had heard this from Neville earlier which was the only reason she was able to keep her look of surprise contained.
"You don't think that's harsh?" Susan said turning to Daphne, Blaise, and Tracey.
"Well we all," Blaise said gesturing to himself, Daphne, and Tracey. "Have spent time around the McClaggen's at functions and parties. Cormac McClaggen Sr. maybe a braggart, like his son, but he's a hard arse and deeply involved in the Wizenmagot. He's on the finance committee."
Daphne added, "And Vicki the Gryffindor chaser told us last night that Belby lost a family member to Death Eater's in the first war. So it's not surprising that their families were hacked off."
"Still holding someone under the restriction for another year is huge," Theo spoke up. Hermione and Harry gave him a look so he explained, "It's not just 'oh I can do magic out of school,' it's a wizard or witches official coming of age. It's usually in pureblood families, which both McClaggen and Belby are, are huge deal celebrated with an elaborate party. It wouldn't surprise even though Harry's emancipated and married if Sirius was planning on having one for Harry." Harry groaned at that statement.
Daphne chuckled, "My poor anti-social famous husband," she teased and gave him a quick peck on the check as they entered the Charms classroom. The other laughed at Harry's pouting expression.
They took their seats at the front of the classroom and waited for the other N.E.W.T level students to arrive. It was fairly large since N.E.W.T classes were held with all four houses and close to the all of their year had chosen to continue the class; though thanks to Fedor's rigorous syllabus and punishments a few had dropped the course.
"Alright I want everybody to put their things and their outer robes into these trunks to my left," Fedor said as he walked in wearing a rain slicker. He drew odd looks form the class but they were all quick to comply with his words. Once everyone had done as he asked the Bulgarian started speaking again, "Today you'll be learning the aguamenti charm. And no none of you will cast and impervious charm on yourselves. Perhaps getting wet will teach you to control the spell better. Now who can tell me about the charm? Mr. Finch-Fetchly?"
"It's a form of conjuration and is used to create a fountain of water," The Hufflepuff answered.
"Good. Now the trick with this spell is learning to control the amount of power you put into it. You can either get a trickle," Fedor demonstrated with drops of water coming out of his wand, "Or a violent jet." Fedor said with a smirk a sent the spell at Harry who ducked out of the way leaving the spell to hit Hermione who was sitting behind him. Hermione's expression would have looked well suited on a drowned cat causing Fedor to curse under his breath. "Well looks like I'll be avoiding Viktor for awhile," he muttered causing those who could hear it to laugh.
Hermione glared and conjured her own stream of water and sent it at Harry who was still laughing. Harry was hit in the face with the jet stream leaving him snorting water. Harry glared at Hermione who raised an eyebrow. He turned to Daphne who was snickering at him and proceeded to shake his long hair like a dog proceeding to soak her. Daphne glared and was about to wave her wand when Fedor spoke again.
"Alright hold it! And five points to Ravenclaw. There are no wand movements with this spell. You'll only move you wand to direct the stream as Hermione demonstrated. You'll goal for today's class is to be able to produce a gentle stream of water."
Fedor let them loose to perform the spell and it quickly became evident why he was wearing a rain slicker. Within minutes a majority of the class was soaked when they attempted the spell putting too much power behind it. Harry and the New Marauders though had simply descended into a water fight.
"You all show me the spell," Fedor came up to them with a wine glass in hand. "Fill it up and then leave. They're already wrecking havoc on my classroom enough," He gestured to the rest of the class. Each one of them performed the spell without splashing any water out of the wine glass. They left the classroom just as Padma sent an overpowered jet of water accidently at Lavender Brown who returned fired. Padma ducked and Lavender's jet of water hit Pansy who retaliated. Fedor quickly froze the class with an impedimenta curse before yelling as Harry shut the door to the classroom.
"Welcome to the first quidditch match of the season!" Luna Lovegood's dreamy voice proclaimed out over the qudditch pitch. She was interesting choice to replace Lee Jordan as announcer but would at least be rid of the bias Jordan was known for. "Between the undefeated champions SLYTHERIN and GRYFFINDOR!" As she spoke the Slytherins and Gryffindors flew out on to the pitch. "Starting for Slytherin we have seeker and first year captain HARRY POTTER!" A large cheer was heard from not just the Slytherin section but the rest of the school. Harry spied Sirius and Amelia in the visitor's box with the triplets bundled up. They were bundled in Slytherin cloaks but each had red hats on making Harry chuckle especially when Lyra tried to pull hers off. "Returning at chaser for Slytherin we have DRACO MALFOY and GINNY WEASLEY. Joining them at chaser this year is third year CLAYTON MEYERS! At beater for Slytherin the unstoppable CAT ROWLE is back." Cat brushed her knuckles across her jersey at Luna's words making her team laugh. "Joining her is sixth year MILLICENT BULSTRODE! And steeping in to former captain Aaron Vaisey's shoes is forth year HEATHCLIFF TWONK!" Heathcliff paled a bit at the mention of filing in for Vaisey. But was bolstered by his team and the Slytherin cheers.
"Starting for Gryffindor and in her first year at captain is chaser KATIE BELL!" Katie didn't look particularly thrilled as her team warmed up. "Joining her on the Gryffindor chaser line is DEMELZA ROBBINS and VICKY FROBISHER. Gryffindor has two new beaters this year replacing the dynamic duo that was Fred and George Weasley. Both forth years ADREW KIRKE and JACK SLOPER! Back at seeker and hoping to outdo Potter is TINA MCLAGGEN! And filling in for the now displaced Cormac McLaggen at keeper is RON WEASLEY!" Ron blushed a furious red at being called a 'fill in'. The Slytherins snickered while Ginny laughed loudly at her bigoted brother's response. Katie looked frustrated as Ron missed a practice shot by a mile. Madam Hooch called them in to the center of the pitch.
"Shake hands," she called to Harry and Katie.
Harry smirked competitively as she took his hand saying, "Good luck."
Katie narrowed her eyes, "Break a leg, Potter." Harry's smirk widened somehow he knew she didn't mean it as good luck. Madam Hooch rolled her eyes and allowed Harry and Katie to take their places in the air.
"THE QUAFFLE'S UP!" Luna shouted as Ginny streaked forward and grabbed it out from Vicky. "Ginny with the quaffle leads the Slytherin chasers down the pitch as Clayton loops to her left and Malfoy loops under her to the right. WEASLEY passes wide to Clayton who loops over head of Ginny and Malfoy. He drops it down to Malfoy. AND a nasty hit by Rowle to BELL stops the block on MALFOY! MALFOY SHOOTS AND SCORES! Slytherin 10, Gryffindor 0!"
Harry watched the game from above as Katie brought the quaffle out using the Hawkeshead formation with Vicky to her left and Demelza on her right. Millicent took Vicky out of the formation with a well placed bludger to her shoulder while Clayton blocked her from rejoining. Draco cutoff Demelza in the passing lane as Ginny took on Katie. The older chaser out maneuvered Ginny but had the quaffle stripped from her by Cat's bludger.
"WEASLEY RECOVERS THE DROP!" Luna's voice called as Ginny streaked down the pitch in a breakaway. She barrel-rolled to avoid a bludger coming up and faking a shot to the left. Ron fell for the fake shooting wide left while Ginny rocketed a shot into the right hoop. "WEASLEY SCORES ON HER OLDER BROTHER! Slytherin 20, Gryffindor 0.
This time Vicky brought the quaffle out swing wide to the left of the pitch making lessening the effect of the bludgers being sent from the middle of the pitch. She streaked up the left side of the stands with Clayton gaining on her. She launched a pass to Katie but it was intercepted by Draco. Draco lost it though when Tina dropped down from above him without him realizing it. Katie picked up the quaffle and shot to the left goal. "A SAVE BY HEATHCLIFF!"
Harry cheered his teammate on and laughed to himself as Ron turned as scarlet as his uniform. While the Weasel wasn't quite as vocal with his bias against Slytherins since the Defense Association he was still an arse towards his sister. Forty five minutes into the game Slytherin was up 60 to 0 only the combined efforts of Tina and Gryffindor's chasers kept the score from ratcheting up. The Gryffindor beaters weren't bad but lacked the teamwork of Fred and George and the power that Cat and Millicent had. At an hour in Slytherin increased their lead by twenty more points. The Slytherins started to chant:
Weasley is our King!
He cannot block a ring!
Weasley is our King!
He cannot save a thing!
Weasley is our King!
Ron turned even redder much and missed another save by a mile; Clayton hadn't even tried a fake. Katie looked like she would pop a blood vessel in a minute if Weasley didn't at least save one. Harry finally spotted the snitch near the Gryffindor hoops. He shot to it at the same time Tina did both were near the Slytherin goal. Harry had been circling the pitch while Tina managed to interrupt a pass from Clayton to Draco. Tina shot out towards her own goals as she came up from the play. Both were streaking across the pitch, Harry had the better line while Tina was facing more resistance from gravity. The snitch shot in across the hoops drawing the attention of the Weasel. Harry swung in by the Gryffindor goals and Weasley in an act of desperation kicked out his leg into Harry's broom. Harry was forced off his line and slammed into the left Gryffindor goal ring. His right ankle was smashed in between the metal foot rest on his broom and the metal hoop. His ankle gave an audible snap as it was wrenched between the broom and the goal. Harry pitched forward off his broom and into the path of Tina McLaggen who had just pulled even as he went into the ring. He managed to snag the end of Tina's broom causing her to pitch forward as she reached out and caught the snitch; Madam Hooch's whistle was heard at the same time. She and Harry hurtled down towards the pitch.
"Shite I can't pull up Hadrian!" Tina yelled releasing the snitch as she tried to pull up with both hands.
Harry gritted out, "Keep slowing and stay balanced." He jerked on the broom while he swung himself over the broom. He wrapped his arms around the small second year and jerked up with her causing them to shoot up in time to miss plowing into the pitch. Harry slowed the broom as they to a hover before landing it grimacing as it put weight on his ankle. Tina hopped off as soon as her feet touched the grass and turned to help Harry off the broom.
"Hadrian!" She was trying to brace his weight but she only weighed about ninety pounds to Harry's one thirty of solid muscle and was struggling. Draco quickly landed next to Tina and took Hadrian's weight. "It's his right ankle," Tina said to Draco.
"YOU FUCKING PILLOCK!" They heard Ginny shout from about twenty feet away where all the other players had gathered. Madam Hooch was trying to keep them separated from Ron while the professors rushed to help. Ginny managed to dunk under Madam Hooch and shot up swinging. Her right hook connected with her brother's face breaking his nose and dropping him to the ground. Katie was the closest and grabbed Ginny before she could do any more damage. The mob of quidditch players was separated with a spell from Flitwick who had reached the edge of the pitch. He was joined by Professors McGonagall and Krum. Professor Krum helped Katie with Ginny while Madam Hooch and Professor McGonagall laid into the Weasel.
Headmaster Flitwick moved to Harry, Draco and Tina, "Mr. Malfoy, Miss McLaggen, please help Mr. Potter to Madam Pomfrey. Hadrian do you want to press charges?" The small Headmaster asked.
Hadrian snorted, "no I think that hit was enough," he laughed.
The Headmaster smothered a grin, "Unfortunately I'll have to disciple her also. If you'll excuse me."
As Draco helped Hadrian off the pitch with Tina alongside, "Well we're still undefeated." Harry nodded to the scoreboard; it read Slytherin 150, Gryffindor 150. Draco shook his head.
"Not the way I wanted to beat you to the snitch."
"Harry!" Daphne shouted as she intercepted them.
"Broken ankle," Harry said calmly.
"You could hear the snap," Tina added.
Harry and Draco glared at her while Daphne paled, "Sorry," Tina sheepishly replied.
"I'm gonna kill the Weasel. Gryffindor will be you to it, remember it's Slytherins that play dirty," Tina said with smirk lightening the mood.
"I'm fine," Harry repeated to Daphne as they walked. "I've had worse."
Daphne rolled her eyes, "That's beside the point."
"Daph it was an act of desperation in a defeat. It happens," Harry said still trying to calm his furious wife. "Now that doesn't mean we're not going to prank him but it does happen in sports." Daphne huffed and made no further comment until they reached the hospital wing. Draco tried and failed to smother a laugh causing Daphne to level a glare on him.
"Hadrian why am I not surprised," Madam Pomfrey said as she turned them walking Hadrian in.
"Broken ankle," Harry repeated again.
"Set him down over there," Madam Pomfrey pointed to a bed as she finished putting some potions away before coming over to him. Harry swung his legs up on to the bed and Daphne perched on the bed next to him. Madam Pomfrey cast a diagnostic spell around his ankle. "Not too bad a clean break," She said. She wove her wand in a pattern around the ankle in question. Harry felt the bone shifting in his ankle as it was healed. "Nothing strenuous for the next few days and some ice would be helpful," She said as she finished.
"So who won?" Madam Pomfrey asked when he swung his legs back over the side. She looked surprised when both Draco and Tina grumbled. Harry's eyes hardened a bit at the thought that his perfect catch streak was ended.
"They tied," Daphne answered for the grumbling quiditch players. "Slytherin was up 150 to Gryffindor's zero when they saw the snitch. They were close and then the Weasel," Daphne's eyes narrowed and she spat the name, "kick Harry's broom. Tina caught the snitch right after Harry was forced out of the snitch run by the kick."
Madam Pomfrey sighed, "I take it I'll be seeing Mr. Weasley a few times this week." Harry and Draco grinned causing Madam Pomfrey to narrow her eyes at the two, "Shoo all of you and try not to permanently injure anyone."
"So what is this going to do to him?" Neville whispered though it was rather pointless with the way the Weasel was snoring. By now Dean Thomas slept with silencing charms around his bed and Seamus could sleep through a tornado according to Neville. The Weasel had just gotten back from a one week suspension for his quidditch violence. Apparently his mum had taken pity on him since the nose that Madam Pomfrey refused to heal was straight once again.
They were currently standing above Ron Weasley snoring away completely unaware of what was to befall him. Harry sprinkled a fine powder onto the sleeping teen. The powder was designed to itch ensuring the boy would shower. Once in contact with water the prank would activate. "It's going to make him hallucinate, everything from giant spiders to purple unicorns," Harry said eyeing the sleeping teen trying not to snicker. "And the crown?" Neville asked as he attached it with a very old almost lost sticking charm to the Weasel's head. It was a rather garish crown transfigured to look silver with snake heads protruding from it with green emerald eyes. Across the front in script was King of Slytherin.
"Rex's idea," Harry said with a snicker, "the powder will wear off after twenty four hours. The best part is it's undetectable." Harry nodded to Neville before throwing his invisibility cloak over and leaving Gryffindor tower.
Harry entered his room and slid the cloak off with a grin. Daphne was lying on the bed sprawled out with one arm thrown over her head with her tattoo easily identifiable. She was in a light blue baby doll that fell to the top of her thighs just barely covering her. She had kicked the sheets off and her body was spread out over the whole of the bed. Harry stripped and crawled onto the bed he hovered by her legs and placed his lips to the inside of her left ankle. He lightly nipped at the skin before kissing his way up her left leg to the inside of her left thigh. She awoke slightly surprised but was soon giggling as Harry nuzzled her thigh before moving to repeat the kisses and nips to her right leg.
"Harry," Daphne pouted as he seemed content with driving her insane kissing her the inside of her right ankle, where she was ticklish. Harry grinned wickedly and quickly moved to claim her lips in a searing kiss. Daphne opened her mouth to accept his tongue which quickly worked to battle with her's. Harry's tongue plundered Daphne's mouth with abandon while his hands worked her baby doll top up her hips. His hands traced patterns into her skin making goose bumps appear on her skin as moaned into his mouth. She raised her arms above her head and Harry stripped her of the baby doll and tossed it somewhere behind him. He kissed down her neck and paused on the crook of her neck and her shoulder. He lavished attention on the spot causing Daphne to moan and squirm beneath him. He nipped gently at it before moving to her breasts. He took her left nipple into his mouth and suckled on it as his hand played with her other breast. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he nipped her breast before switching his attention to the other.
He moved his attention to the flat planes of her stomach before finally settling between her thighs. He grinned wickedly up at her before flattening his tongue and giving her one long lick that had her squeeze her thighs around him. He immediately started to reciting parseltongue against her most intimate areas. Daphne screamed and bucked against him as his tongue flicked against her cliterous as he entered a finger into her. He quickly brought her to her peak, "HARRRY!" She screamed out as her hips bucked against him as he continued to lap at her as she climaxed.
She threaded her hands into his hair and used it to tug him up her body to her, "If you don't fuck me already, I'm going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you," She groaned out as he teaseingly rubbed his dick against her as she laid kisses on his neck. He smirked at her words contemplating whether he should let her before deciding against it. He quickly thrust inside her burying himself to the hilt.
"OH!" Daphne moaned as Harry groaned into her shoulder at the feeling of filling her. Harry lingered for a moment before pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her. Daphne's hips met his hips each time causing him to go deeper into her. Harry brought his hands to her breast and tweaked and massaged her breasts. Daphne was rapidly approaching another climax as Harry thrust into her over and over without pause. Harry could feel her tightening around him. He groaned around her breast as his own climax approached. He sped impossibly faster as he thrust into her driving her over the edge with a powerful thrust.
"OH GOD!" Daphne moaned and her nails scrapped against his back pushing him over the edge as Daphne's walls clenched around him gripping him in a vice.
"DAPH!" Harry yelled out as he spilled himself into her. The slowly rode out their climaxes together. Daphne tiredly brought Harry's lips to hers in slow passionate kiss. Once Daphne's climax ended Harry slowly pulled out as Daphne whimpered at the loss. He smiled against her lips slowly bringing her down from her high. He moved from atop her to his side rolling Daphne to hers as they continued their slow languid kisses. Daphne ended the kiss and curled into Harry's arms as they both drifted off to sleep. Daphne's last conscious thought was that she loved it when he pulled pranks.
The next day saw the Weasel glaring at every Slytherin in sight while simultaneously trying to pull the crown off his head while shoveling food into his mouth at breakfast. Harry sat down to breakfast with Daphne still smiling widely from the night before. Tracey glanced at her friend in a bit of concern at the dreamy smile that usually was not displayed by the Slytherin queen.
"Daph you alright there?" Tracey asked as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.
"Hmm? Oh I'm more than fine," Daphne said ending with her dreamy look changing to a smirk.
A look of understanding dawned on Tracey's face before she laughed to herself, "I bet you are."
Blaise looked confused still, "Huh, what do you mean she looks high? Harry I think she got into some of your potion ingredients." Harry smirked at his friend in reply.
"You're an idiot sometimes," Tracey snarked with a shake of her head. Suddenly a yell from the Gryffindor table drew their attention.
A girlish shriek rang out, "AHHH SPIDERS! They're everywhere!" The Weasel continued to shriek when everyone else in the hall looked at him like he was nuts. He fell over backwards off the bench before running out of the hall as if Voldemort himself appeared and asked him out on a date. The whole hall paused for a minute unsure of what to do before someone started laughing which sparked a chain reaction. Harry and his friends shared a smirk before joining the laughter. Professor McGonagall sighed heavily as she got up from the head table and slowly followed her wayward lion out of the hall.
"Come on we have herbology," Daphne said once her laughter stopped. Harry, Daphne, and Theo nodded to Blaise, Tracey, and Draco before leaving the Slytherin table and joining Hermione, Hannah, Susan, and Neville at the doors to the Great Hall for Herbology. They made their way out of the school down to the greenhouses. They filed into greenhouse six with the other N.E.W.T level herbology students.
"So what are these plants? I've never seen them before," Harry said turning to Neville and Daphne. The plants on Professor Sprout's desk were about three feet tall with wicked looking thorns on the stems. The leaves were a deep crimson color and separated into five points.
"By the heat in here, it's tropical," Neville said with a shrug.
Daphne moved closer to examine one of the plants examining it. She looked closely at the leaves for a moment, "Blood Stars," Daphne concluded. "We had them for a year when I was young," Daphne continued still looking closely at the plants. "I don't remember much about them except they're found in the Amazon."
"Correct Mrs. Potter," Professor Sprout said coming in behind them. "Five points to Slytherin. Now everyone take a plant by the base it's in do not touch the thorns." Each student took a plant to their stations. "Now these plants are from the Amazon Rain Forest as Mrs. Potter said. They are used in few of the rarer potions. Their leaves are the main ingredients used in potions. The thorns though are used in poisons anyone know why?"
Padma Patil answered, "They prevent blood clotting."
"Five points to Ravenclaw," Professor Sprout answered. "Which is why you need to wear your dragon hide gloves when handling these plants. Now who knows what the leaves are used for in potions?"
"They're used in the Dragon Pox vaccine potion," Harry answered
"Correct five more to Slytherin. Now you need to strip the leaves from the stem, make sure not to tear them. Then you need to take a pair of dragon bone clippers to remove the thorns directly at the stem." Professor Sprout instructed them waving her wand to unlock a chest which held the dragon bone clippers; they were about twenty galleons a piece hence the locked chest. Daphne and Neville were the fastest in the class at stripping the leaves and thorns from the plant. Harry wasn't from behind but had a few tears in his gloves from the thorns.
"These thorns are bloody tough," Harry commented to Daphne under his breath. The thorns were about three inches long and had one of the sharpest points he had ever seen on a plant.
Daphne nodded, "They are really tough in potions they have to be dissolved in extreme heat. You can't crush them."
Harry raised an eyebrow at her, "Do I need to watch my food?"
Daphne snorted, "Dad has us learn almost everything about the plants in the greenhouses in case questions arise with buyers. Besides aside from Professor Snape you're the only with the skill to brew a potion using the thorns. Extreme heat is a bit of an understatement."
"Alright everyone place your leaves in box on the front table. I'll be collecting the thorns," Professor Sprout announced at the end of the period. As they packed their things away Professor Sprout stopped by Harry and Daphne's station. "Hadrian would you take the leaves to Professor Snape?"
"Sure." Harry went and collected the wooden box holding the leaves before he and Daphne waved goodbye to Professor Sprout.
DEATHEATER ATTACK IN MUGGLE MANCHESTER/ GREYBACK CAPTURED
A horde of Death Eaters attacked a muggle football game in Manchester, England yesterday evening. The attack was lead by the Carrow twins and Fenir Greyback. They attacked the stadium from two sides with liberal use of the bombarda hex. They collapsed the entrances and then attacked the muggles enjoying the game. The Carrow twins led Death Eaters in attacking the muggles with the killing curse and the torture curse while Greyback led his pack of half transformed werewolves against the muggles.
Aurors arrived on scene within minutes to help the overwhelmed muggle security forces at the scene. Muggle reinforcements were also at the scene within fifteen minutes of the start of the attack. Ten muggles including three children were killed by wizards and four were driven insane by the torture curse. Fifteen muggles were mutilated by Greyback's pack luckily though none were turned as it was not the full moon.
Aurors on scene were able to capture Fenir Greyback by forcibly administering the new cure for werewolves (invented by Professor Severus Snape of Hogwarts). The auror responsible for the capture was Auror Second class Nymphadora Tonks who used a muggle dart gun to force the cure into Greyback. Greyback has been taken into custody and faces over two hundred counts of murder, assault, and rape, stemming from the not only this war but the first war with Tom Riddle's forces.
Article by Melissa Bennet
Harry set the article down with a sense of conviction he felt bad for the muggle families but also an immeasurable amount of joy that the man who was responsible for Remus's and so many others pain was now in custody.
Draco snorted from the opposite side of the Slytherin table, "Should but the bloody bastard in a zoo for the rest of eternity."
A/N:
So it's been awhile but the last semester of school and graduation was insane. Sorry about the wait but just to let you all know I'm never going to abandon my story I will finish it. It just might take a little bit.
Thanks,
AM
