Foresworn

Harry Potter/Velvet Scarlatina

Chapter XIV: Just a little bit of Ultraviolence

The aurors along with surprisingly Pius Thicknesse; the quickly apparated onto the scene. Unbeknownst to Harry and Neville, the aurors and Thickness were squarely in Voldemort's camp.

"In the name of the Minister of Magic, Pius Thicknesse…" Boomed one auror.

There was a flash of scarlet and the man dropped stunned. Harry turned Absolution in hand and glowing an unmistakable electric yellow "Thicknesse? Not heard of you."

"I'm the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and currently the interim Minister of Magic, Mr. Potter. I must say that its an honour."

"Fuck right off Interim Minister. Whenever the golden shit of the Ministry turns up in the field generally they've got something to hide. Why are you here? What do you want?" Harry growled, the leftover dark magic in his scar beginning to throb something awful.

"You might want to be careful with your tongue…" Thicknesse began only for Harry to cut him off.

"Considering its only been in one woman…I'm fairly certain I'm safe Minister. I will say you and your…compatriots took your sweet, sweet, fucking time getting here. I'm here as a freelance Death Eater apprehender…are you going to be difficult about that?"

Thicknesse held his hands up "Oh no…I'm not here to intervene with anything my predecessor has…"

"Is Scrimgeour dead?"

Thicknesse's eyes widened "You haven't heard? There was a premediated strike at the Minister. His bodyguards all bar one killed and the Minister himself is presumed dead."

The crowd's eyes widened, Pius smirked; this'll be easy to deal with. Harry sighed "Do you have comprehensive proof of this? In fact, how do we know…that you Pius Thicknesse weren't the one to do such a thing?" Pius gulped; he'd thought that with his machinations he wouldn't receive such a cold reception.

"The Minister will answer your questions at the appropriate time." An Auror barked.

"Is this before or after he's taken bribes and had his answers prepared for him like Cornelius Fudge." Neville asked as he appeared carrying a trussed-up Lucius Malfoy "Harry, a present for you."

Harry's eyes glittered with glee according to some; but Neville knew that grin was a grin of borderline delirium. The Wizarding World was about to receive a very abrupt introduction to how Harry and Neville were now carrying out their justice.

"Lucius, it's been a while old bean. How has it been? And now here we are after a year apart and look at you; a free-man, after I'm pretty sure I kicked you directly into Azkaban? We're both intelligent and smart enough to know that the answers to all of the above are 'in good health' and 'money'. So, here's how things are going to go; you tell us everything we want to know and I'll guarantee that you'll have a fair trial." Harry questioned; his grin widened as the Auror's were only just beginning to act.

However, several of the students some members of the DA, pulled their wands on the aurors. "Roll up your sleeves!" Susan ordered.

(Ren and Nora)

Lie Ren, was normally a stoic, calm and collected teen; even learning about Jaune faking his way into Beacon…yes, he'd overheard with Pyrrha, Nora knew as well; Ren and Nora kept it to themselves. It hurt, but Ren accepted it. Honestly, Jaune already proved to be a quick study and with him training under Neville and Harry a few times he'd improved drastically.

But right now, the thing that had killed his village was back! The most senior huntsman they had was down; and Team RNJR was separated by a Grimm! The mountain path was very similar to Ren and Nora; their larger feet moving in synch and as they flowed down the mountain side, they remembered how on that particular September day they had fled for their lives.

The familiar cobbled and flagstones echoed underfoot. Nora readied her hammer as Ren produced Stormflower and opened fire. The small rounds caught the Grimm's attention but were not doing any significant damage to it.

However, the intervention and joining the fight provided Ruby and Jaune with enough time to momentarily gather their breath. Jaune, looked over his shoulder and sure enough; Ren and Nora had joined the fray. They had quickly backed up Ruby, allowing for Jaune to move Qrow out of the line of fire.

"Do you guys have an idea on how to defeat this thing?" Ruby asked in slight desperation; she hadn't been able to get a decent shot to kill the thing out right.

"You're not treating it like the sum of its parts, Ruby. It's comprised of two Grimm; Imp and a Cavalier. Both are as they sound but in this case they've fused together forming this. I overheard Yatsuhashi talking to Harry about it; its known as Nucklelavee and judging by Harry's swearing…" Nora said.

"My brother was always one with a curse on his lips; which tended to be followed a Rave attack…normally lightning." Ruby deadpanned.

"I think this was a different swearing. He doesn't normally yell 'you son of a fucking hamster' and 'if I could strangle you with your bollocks and fit them down your throat so you're giving yourself a fucking blowjob I'd be glad to'…Normally its stuff like 'shit, fuck, bastard, whore'."

Ruby nodded "That's really not like Harry…We'll have to pick his brains when he gets back…Nora; its made of two Grimm…we're trying to deal with it as if its one…We're going to need to break its legs." Nora's grin and cheer was one that raised Ruby's spirit but the savage smile on Ren's face was one that chilled her to the bone.

As the three teens engaged in battle; Jaune carried Qrow away as a Raven watched. Jaune looked up and the Raven had gone.

(Branwen Encampment)

Raven re-entered, her tent, the encampment as a runner of the Clan, burst into the room. Only to find himself staring down the blade of Raven Branwen "What is it?"

"We have company…Some snob from Atlas, One-Eyed Woman and two others."

Yang and Weiss entered; they'd been given free reign of the camp and had been putting the competent fighters, few that there were, to good use. Weiss hadn't yet been allowed to wield Myrtenmaster in camp yet but she was able to maintain; albeit in Raven Branwen's sight but it was useful.

"The pair of you are going to have to make a choice, soon. Vernal will be able to mask the pair of you, so you'll be able to observe should you have wish to."

Yang nodded as did Weiss. Yang turned to the runner "This…one-eyed woman…"

"Kid, I think her name's Cinder…The snob introduced himself as Arthur Watts."

Yang stiffened, she knew of those names; Harry had revealed the name Cinder as the one who'd killed Pyrrha. "This should be fun."

Soon enough Raven, Vernal, Yang and Weiss were staring Emerald Sustrai, Mercury Black, Cinder Fall and Arthur Watts "A disgraced Atlesian Scientist; a maimed and petty woman with delusions of grandeur with the powers of a Maiden and her two attendees."

"I was actually a Doctor…" Arthur commented "I agree with my description."

Beneath her mask, Raven grinned "My apologies Doctor. A disgraced Atlesian Doctor."

Arthur bowed slightly "Perfection."

"What do you want?" Raven snapped.

"The Spring Maiden; we know she ran away and was found by the Branwen Tribe." Cinder stated.

Yang lost control of her temper "Cinder, right? How's the body after my cousin wrecked your shit? That must have been a disgrace getting your ass handed to you by a blind as a bat teen; furthermore my sister kicked your ass or at least forced you to retreat…"

Cinder's remaining eye glittered with madness "If you got your ass beat by two of my family; you'll not mind getting beaten by me."

"Cinder…" Arthur growled. "My apologies, Lady Branwen. We are here to strike a prospective deal."

Raven nodded, as she did so she activated her semblance. Kindred Link was a unique semblance, as long as she didn't cut any of those out of her life that she cared about, she could always see them. It even reached across dimensional barriers; it seemed she'd have to meet her nephew.

(Harry et al.)

Snape had arrived and due to his extremely precarious position, there was very little he could do to keep Lucius Malfoy, the Senior Crabbe and Goyle along with Marcus Flint alive. He handed over the veritaserum, grudgingly, he despised the fact that his life was now casually suspended on Potters whims.

He looked at his Godson who watched in horror as Harry, kicked Lucius in the gut, forcing his mouth open and Neville forced the truth serum into the Elder Malfoys mouth. Then everything came spilling out of the Blondes mouth; the moment the aurors, who'd been accompanying Thicknesse's names had been revealed they had quickly been stunned. Thicknesse himself had been named as a Sympathiser.

The interrogation had taken about three hours to grill the Death Eaters; some of them were suffering from Veritaserum Poisoning. It turned out the body could only stomach six drops within any twenty-four to forty-eight hours.

Lucius looked at Potter "Please, spare me. I can give you gold, please just let me live."

"Potter! Please…" Begged Draco.

Neville looked at the pleading blondes and his friend "Your choice…I'm with you to the end."

"Even if we're possibly burning down everything you knew?"

"Even if we're possibly burning down everything. Harry, you've seen how messed up the Wizarding World is; I know you have…less then positive or even willing relations with the world but please; think this bit through."

"What's the point, Nev? We came here under a contract…"

It was Susan who spoke "Did you murder my Aunt?" She asked looking at the pained Elder Malfoy.

"Yes."

Susan turned to Harry "Give me your fucking sword, or get out of my way…"

Harry handed Absolution to her "It might take your hand off…"

There was a sickening smell of metal burning flesh and the sound of steel carving through flesh. Susan Bones had just decapitated Lucius Malfoy "You're the bounty hunter."

"Technically mercenary, Susan, slight difference." Harry turned to the stunned and dazed Draco "I don't give a shit anymore Malfoy. If I see you in Death Eater robes…I have no message for your Master…"

There was a sharp crack, smoke hurtled towards the centre of the High Street; slowly but surely revealing Lord Voldemort "Harry Potter."

"Tom Riddle." Harry, replied smirking as he saw scarlet eyes flash in fury.

"Still impertinent as ever."

"And you're still in need of facial reconstruction. So, what can I do for you on this auspicious and quite frankly cold as fuck afternoon?"

"I had heard from my eyes and ears that you'd returned with a new attitude."

Harry grinned "And you couldn't resist having a gander up to your Alma Mater, terrorist attack here and there on the way up…Now you're here, you've seen me carve up your minions and pets like an overly zealous janitor…"

The cackling that came in response, chilled everyone to the bone. Even Harry "I've been saving that."

"I could never have guessed. Anyway, how's Salem?"

Voldemort stiffened "How…"

Harry grinned "You don't need to worry about how I know of your new friend; in fact, the fact you've arrived with more Grimm…"

Voldemort's face contorted into a disgusting smile; his hands blurred as his wand appeared and the killing curse almost certainly followed "It is time for Lord Voldemort to finally kill you Harry Potter."

Harry smiled "Let's dance Tom. Dance the fiery jig of death. BRANWEN RAVE FIRE STYLE!"

Fiery projectiles launched themselves from Absolution, connecting with the incoming curses bathing the streets of Hogsmeade in harsh fiery light as battle once again was joined.