After much more information had been exchanged, and several cups of tea had been drunk, the Granger's decided to leave. They were exhausted. Iris opened the doorway back to Kings Cross car park. At this point of their day, they didn't even raise an eyebrow.

Hayley exchanged details with Eleanor as they made plans for their visit to Greengrass Manor.

A young and vibrant Molly Weasley gathered her brood together. Ginny, the youngest of the Weasley clan, had sat silently observing the meeting. She appreciated just how bad the situation was that her mother thought she needed to know exactly what was happening for her own protection. Ignorance could get her killed. She knew things were about to get really bad. Percy, especially, had been very quiet. He had joined the resistance with Tonks. As a prefect, he had certain perks which helped him in the castle keep an eye on things.

Marcus Flint's attempt at taking Neville's life, the lack of protocol and his subsequent transferring to a different school without adequate punishment, had galvanised Percy into action. Amelia Bones had spent time at the Burrow with Aurthur and Percy had a huge amount of respect for her. Riddle and his followers represented disorder of exceptional magnitude. The disorder of their useless justice system kept him up at night. Laws and rules needed to be followed and they had been thrown out the window. There wouldn't be a Ministry if Riddle got his way.

It was already poisoned with corruption and mismanagement. Percy's life ambition was to marry a nice, sensible young lady. He wanted to have a well-organised home and two children at the correct time and work as the Head of a Ministry department that would be efficient and run by the book. He wanted a life of calm and order with the occasional family gathering included. It was a small dream, but even that wouldn't happen if this nightmare future that was beginning to look more and more real by the day happened.

Percy was prepared to fight to keep his dream of the future he wanted alive.

Percy and Ginny had both seen for themselves at the station what Ron had told them Iris was capable of. It had both thrilled and terrified the pair of them.

Percy had pondered the young girl many times. At first, he thought she was simply chaos, but as time progressed, he saw everything she was doing had a purpose. That purpose was to help the Order and Harry in any way she could. There was an order of a sort with her. Percy had been fascinated by the changes in his mother. She looked so young and energetic. There was now a fresh, fierce energy with her. She was now a young lion she had bragged to her family. Not so jaded and tired as she had been. She loved them all. Her family was everything to her and she was prepared to do whatever it took to protect her young.

Arthur, Kingsley and Mad-Eye had also been rejuvenated. Mad-Eye had adapted his eyepiece. He no longer needed it but he had become very fond of it over the years. Iris had taken all the Auror's through. According to Gabriel, they were the only full team in the Ministry that could be trusted. The Auror Department was now in their physical prime, with all their years of experience blended in. It was a winning combination.

Percy had watched the people in the room. A mixture of people who all shared the same goal. To eradicate Riddle and his henchmen using any means necessary. Bella Black sat near his mother. Draco sat next to Ginny. Hayley and Sirius were watching each other surreptitiously.

Percy considered Satan as one would be likely to do. Had things on this planet hit such an all-time low that even he was concerned? Percy had to admit to himself they had. Nuclear power was a distressing concept. No magic could defeat that. Still. The talk of Equilibrium gave him peace in his dark, quiet moments late at night. Iris would be taking him for a glimpse over the holidays as well as the others. They would be facing unimaginable horrors in the future. They would all need its strength in times to come.

People left in stages. Sirius and Hayley had been awkward together and had left separately. Eventually, it was just Bella and Iris sitting in the quiet of the Black kitchen.

'How do you feel, Iris?' Bella asked her, 'That was certainly something else entirely at the station.'

'The Granger's are safe. Those monsters are where they belong,' Iris said coldly.

Bella raised an eyebrow, 'I know in the heat of the moment it was easy to lose control like that. Here, now, in this quiet, would you do the same again?'

'Yes,' Iris said to Bella without hesitation. Her eyes fixed on Bella's, 'I saw what they had done,' Iris looked towards the fire.

'You showed no mercy in the slightest to them even as one begged you to,' Bella said cautiously.

Iris gave a mirthless laugh, 'Those images I saw. If you had seen them you would not have doubted my decision either.'

'What did you see?' Bella asked. She knew it was important for Iris to talk openly about this.

'Enough to make me feel sick. Torture, rape. Murder. One of them liked to drown his victims. He would find it funny when they stopped struggling. Another liked to use knives on children and…,' Iris stopped talking as she clenched her fist, 'Lucifer showed me the magical records of their crimes. I only saw some of their violent acts. There were stacks of them. Pages upon pages. Hundreds of people. So many animals. If I hadn't been there they would have kidnapped Hermione and her family and they would have been added to those pages. No. I have no regrets. I would do the same again and again.'

Bella sat back and considered her.

'Good. This is the reason you have been given this power. Iris. The ring needs justice for the abuse it and so many others have suffered.'

Iris watched Bella closely, 'The Pensieve memory we have of the Riddle's resurrection. I always see how helpless we were. If it hadn't backfired, I wonder what would have happened to us. Every time I see one of those vulgar bastard followers of his, I think of us defenceless. I think of what Pettigrew and Riddle would have done to us. If I can, I'll throw every last one of them through the veil.'

Bella grinned widely like a Cheshire cat, 'There's the Black spirit,' Bella tilted her head and stared at her.

'What?' Iris said,

'Your parents in the same room together after all this time,' she said in the quiet, 'How did that make you feel?'

Iris shrugged, 'I genuinely don't know. Tense. Uncomfortable. Anxious. Hopeful. Then bitter. Mix. What were they like when I was away?'

'Subtle,' Bella said, 'They are clearly both very interested in the other still. I can read people very well. It's a gift.'

Iris mused for a moment, 'Well. That's for them to work out. Sooner rather than later. The clock is ticking. I don't think there will be much time for romance soon.'

Bella cackled, 'Oh, Iris. There is always time for romance. It's one of the reasons people fight against threats to their world so hard in the first place.'

Iris pursed her lips as Bella had a silky expression, 'So, Iris. Any boys at Hogwarts you think are so cute?' she imitated a Lavender type of girl as Iris scoffed.

'I'm related to most of them, so no.'

'Oh, come on. What's it matter if they are your third and fourth cousins? They barely classify as family,' Bella grinned.

Iris gaped, 'It matters a great deal to me,' she said eventually.

Bella smirked.

'On that note, I think I'll take a trip to Equilibrium. It has been a gruelling day,' Iris announced.

'Ok, darling. I'll see you soon. We have plenty of Christmas events lined up for us all.'

Iris hugged Bella goodbye and disappeared through the swirls in the doorway.

She took her usual spot by the waterfall and watched it cascade down. The white magic thrummed through her as the black subsided. Balancing her. She took deep breaths. She was getting better at controlling it. It was more physical than anything, she thought. She just had to focus on relaxing her body.

Satan had been truly the most terrifying being she had ever encountered. An enormous being. He was in the shape of a man, but he had dwarfed Lucifer. She had used every last ounce of Gryffindor courage she had to stand there in front of him and not scuttle away. She had downplayed the conversation to the group and made light of it. She had spotted Ginny in the room and the Granger's. Ginny was not a wimp, but even so. She looked tiny, even to Iris. The Granger's had looked very overwhelmed. She supposed at least they had been briefed properly now about the future. They knew the risks.

Satan had talked of many things to her. His rage was palpable. Humanity could not be allowed to destroy itself. He was adamant. There had to be a balance. This was essential. He had touched her forehead as she felt a shimmer through her.

'You shall see what I see when you meet them without rage to open your eyes,' Satan had told her, 'Their most deplorable sins. They cannot hide who they are behind fake smiles to you. The veil will open for you when you require it. You can request my Minions. Demons, Devils. The Hounds of Hell. They will obey you. Do with this power what you must. Humanity must survive. Use everyone and everything at your disposal. This New World Order cannot become reality. It will mean the end of the Earth if they succeed.'

Iris had felt herself gulp.

'The ring will protect you, Iris. Salazar will be at Hogwarts soon. He shall be bringing some guests. They have much to do and are more than willing to help you all.'

Iris had felt a little better after that.

She continued to watch the waterfall for many more hours as she contemplated the future. The two suns had set and the stars had filled the sky before she returned home.

The holidays flew by. The Granger's had, to their delight, been spoilt rotten at Greengrass Manor. Dawn and Gareth had been the consummate hosts. Hayley had been busy at the hospital. Sirius had gone incognito to find out more about the five men at the station. Iris had given him their names that Satan had provided. They had been given make-up jobs at the Ministry five years ago. They were officially foreign researchers. They had been paid handsomely, yet not one scrap of literature had been produced by that department in those years. They were frequently leaving the country to travel to random countries on a whim without notice so wouldn't be missed for a few days. There would be no evidence that Iris was involved and no starting point for the inevitable investigation.

Sirius had got very drunk the night he had come back from Grimmauld Place after seeing Hayley for the first time in years. Remus had been informed of the events at the station. He joined him.

Sirius's head was swimming with the sight of Hayley and Iris. He had felt an electric shock go through him when he had seen Hayley on the platform. Nothing could have prepared him for what he witnessed next.

Iris. His daughter. He could now acknowledge her as that. Defending Muggles from, who Sirius knew for a fact, to be Death Eater scum. Being undercover so much he was well aware of who was who in the Wizarding World. Bella's eyes had registered recognition too when the masks had been ripped off. The look of triumph on Draco's face when they were thrown into the veil also suggested he was also familiar with them. They had all been paid up members of Voldemort's circle. Sirius had recognised them from the first war. The ones who had lurked in the shadows and avoided detection.

His elation when Iris opened the veil to Hell had rushed through him. He had seen her with blood-red eyes as parseltongue was hissed at intimidating thick, silver snakes as if she was Riddle himself. The snake's obedience as they followed orders. The coldness as she ordered their execution. Because that was what it was. An execution. No mercy. Five evil men destroyed in a minute. Sirius hadn't felt such delight at his own viciousness in years as he watched the snakes throw them in. The black magic was otherworldly. Sirius had never felt anything that came close to it. Pure power. He knew she would only get stronger as she aged.

Hayley had watched her daughter with an indescribable expression at what she was witnessing.

A few days later, Lucifer had visited Sirius to show him the pages of their crimes. Iris's bond with the next world was so strong now that Lucifer could visit members of the Order with Iris being miles away. He was ensuring each person from the Order who had been a witness at the station knew the facts. Sirius had called the others and they had read through them in silence. Lucifer had shifted into a less intimidating shape. They had been mortified by the litany of sin they were provided. It was horrifying enough just reading it. They agreed they would not let their kids read them. This is what Iris had seen and heard when the veil was open.

Molly had been openly weeping as her eyes ran down the list of the names of all their victims, 'Babies, Aurthur. They were murdering little ones. Burning them alive,' Arthur had been grim.

Hayley had read through the pages diligently. Only her blue eyes revealed her torment, 'Iris saw this as if she was there?' she whispered to Lucifer. He murmured she had seen some of it. Hayley had become very pale.

Narcissa had read through the pages with her lips in a firm line, 'Yes. I knew of some of these crimes for certain. I suspected for a long time in the early days. Lucius would deny this of course. I was kept in Britain to manage the estate or away from those camps when I visited. Severus sent me a letter to confide in me and he confirmed my suspicions. He had been unsure of my personal views, but we are actually friends so he took the risk. Draco was being moulded by Lucius and he was taken to the camps with his father when he was barely six. I noticed immediately the change in Draco when he was home. He was distant with me. He had been a smart Alec before. A little Lord. Bossy, even at that age. But what he was seeing there in those camps. It was in his eyes. He put on a good front for his father and those others. He is a very good actor. He's a natural at hiding his true feelings. He got that from me, I think. But a mother knows her child. I saw through the cracks immediately.'

Molly had nodded wisely at this.

'I delved deeper. I saw for myself what was happening. I know what I am. I'm not a nice person. I never have been,' Narcissa admitted, 'But what they are capable of is...,' Narcissa gave a sharp breath as disturbing memories penetrated her mind, 'It is worse than you can possibly imagine.'

Those people in the room felt a chill that even Narcissa couldn't handle this level of twisted brutality.

'Iris sees what Draco saw then,' Hayley said with a burst of wretchedness, 'They are kids. They shouldn't even be aware of such things at their age. This is, ugh. How is this going to affect them in the long run?'

They couldn't answer her.

Molly gave her a side hug.

'Iris is strong, Hayley. So is Draco. He had the strength to walk away from his father. They have each other too. So many of us are going to be fighting this. That Draco is carrying on is a good sign,' Molly tried to calm down the blonde woman.

'They shouldn't bloody have to,' Hayley had raised her voice. The Greengrass coldness was finally thawing. She had watched all this unfold gradually over the years, 'Fuck Riddle. I'm sick of this. My patients. All those people suffering in the camps. My daughter having all this thrown at her. She's a kid. She's a good kid too, and all this is going to warp her mind. If we're not careful, she'll end up just like him. I watched her at the station. She can try and justify it all she likes, but that was an execution. How has it come to this?'

Lucifer sighed, 'Satan investigated these five men himself. He explored their minds. They had planned to apparate a Muggleborn's family from the station. They were not picky about who. The Granger's would have been taken to one of their homes where they would have all been tortured and murdered if Iris hadn't been there. They had normally picked on Muggle families before but they were too drunk and had become arrogant so went to Kings Cross. Their magic is corrupted. Toxic. Iris saw what they were planning to do to them. She did the only thing she could do. The Ministry would have let them walk if they had succeeded and they would have done this again and again and again. That is why it has come to this. It is time to fight back. You cannot hope to beat Riddle any other way. The Ministries all around the world are poisoned. She is part of the prophecy. Harry will need her. They will need all of you. It is destiny. Riddle's alliance with the others is too powerful now. Iris won't have a future without this power, Hayley. None of you will have a future without the ring. Iris knows this. She loves you all. I can see into her heart. She is doing this for you all. As long as she has you and she has hope, she will never go the way of her Grandfather. He is incapable of love. That makes all the difference.'

'You sound like Gabriel,' Hayley said after a long moment as she wiped her eyes.

Lucifer gave a soft smile, 'I am a fallen Angel. I haven't forgotten the power of love. It will protect Iris as well as yourselves.'

Bella came up and kissed Lucifer on the cheek as he wrapped his arms around her. The rest of the people in the room pretended to be very interested in the picture on the wall.

Sirius had been very quiet. He kept looking through the pages, 'There is something more here. Lucifer. Have you ever known such depravity in all your years?'

Lucifer nodded his head, 'There has always been such atrocities throughout history, but never in these numbers. It is an epidemic.'

Sirius's eyes looked furtive, 'Hayley,' he addressed her cautiously.

She looked at him curiously. It was the first word he had spoken to her.

Sirius looked shaky, but continued, 'Iris told me people are coming into the hospital with injuries with strange dark magic in them.'

Hayley nodded. 'We keep researching, but none of us knows what it is or why. It does look like they are being tested on. Gabriel can siphon out the poison. We think someone may be trying to find the source of their magic.'

Sirius had a peculiar look on his face, 'What if they are not trying to find the source, but trying to change their magic?' he asked.

Hayley looked at him with comprehension, 'People always say how different Iris's black magic is compared to Riddle's.'

Molly nodded at this, 'Ron did say the magic Riddle put in the Great Hall was putrid. He said it felt toxic to him. That it made him feel sick.'

Bella fumed, 'That bastard. Of course. It would be his style. Look what he did to me. He warps people from the inside.'

Sirius sank back in his chair, 'That's how he's going to try to do it. Infect Witches and Wizards globally with this rancid magic. Manipulate them. They'll do anything he tells them to. An army of Riddle's.'

'It fits. As Bella said, it would be his style,' Sirius said grimly.

'It would explain so much,' Lucifer admitted, 'We are aware that Grindelwald and Hitler were obsessed with creating the perfect human. I suppose it would depend on your own definition of perfect,' he added ruefully, 'Riddle and Grindelwald have always abused the Dark Arts. Riddle especially. If they could find a way to contaminate the magical population globally with it, the effects would be devastating. Grindelwald was always keen on the Magical dominating the Muggle. Hitler and his obsession with a pure, strong Aryan race would suggest this. They would certainly be able to keep the masses down. They could also possibly be looking at a way to replicate the magic and transfer it into Nazis too. DNA. Genetics. They have the technology now that they didn't.'

'Would it even be possible to recreate magic to turn a Muggle into a Magical?' Bella asked with some disbelief.

Lucifer frowned, 'Magic is carried through the genes. It is an incredibly complex system. Every Witch and Wizard on the planet is descended from a Witch or Wizard. It may skip generations, but that is how it has always worked throughout history. Every Muggleborn is a descendant of a magical person. Thousands of genes operate in any one individual. Humanity has evolved quickly in some ways. I thought it would take centuries but perhaps not. Yes. I believe it could be possible for the most intelligent of Muggles, with the help of the Magical World, to replicate the magical gene in time.'

A strange sort of silence filtered around the room as they looked at each other in shock.

'That would explain Hitler and his reasons for the alliance. His ultimate aim. A super race to dominate everyone else,' Sirius said in a glum voice.

'Magical Nazis infected with Riddle's particular twisted dark magic,' Molly shook her head.

'Frankenstein's,' Hayley whispered.

Lucifer sighed, 'I'll let Gabriel know. This cannot be allowed. Magic should not be treated with such disrespect. It is a gift. Not to be abused like this.'

'Quite right,' Walburga said, 'Isn't this what the fundamental problem is with these people. They have no respect in the slightest for anyone else but demand it for themselves. Everyone else is considered their subordinate. Gracious, they make me seem humble.'

Sirius rolled his eyes. He didn't agree in the slightest with that particular statement.

Lucifer agreed, 'These people are everywhere on the planet. They litter the pages of world history. They call themselves different things. They claim to have different agendas, different religions and political parties. In the end, though, they use their political tools to befuddle the people, but inside each of them is just a bully. Whether they were Mao, Stalin, Genghis Khan, Idi Amin, Hitler. They and their followers are all cut from the same cloth. They cannot leave others alone to simply live in peace. They must always dominate using any means to do so. Satan makes sure they atone eventually, but the damage on Earth is always there. It echoes through each generation.'

'What is Satan?' Bella asked quietly, 'There has been so much written, but what is he really? Is he evil and wicked or something else?'

Lucifer sighed, 'The Dark wasn't always like it is today. It is some people who are evil and wicked. Satan was the protector of the Dark. Power. Strength. This magic needed to be respected. Salazar himself is horrified by the direction the Dark has taken in recent years. It has, over the centuries been woefully mishandled. They like to blame Satan and Hell for their evil doings, but it is simply coming from themselves. Satan's initial purpose was to uncover treachery and sin in humanity and see they were to be correctly punished. He may be a bit overzealous and unscrupulous in how he does reveal that side of them. He manipulates and deceives them, but he is still part of the Creator's team. He is more like a judge if you like. A not very nice judge, but he is not evil in the way that they are,' Lucifer added honestly, 'His minions can be far more bloodthirsty, but even they know to abide by universal laws. They know the consequences if they do not.'

The table of occupants gazed at Lucifer feeling slightly mollified at this.

Sirius gazed at his mother who was looking earnestly at the Dark Angel. He couldn't recognise her. Like Molly, she had a new lease of life. Her youthful looks made his mind confused. Her face had lost the lines and bitterness of her twilight years.

Frank and Alice had been very quiet. They were absorbed in the pages that Lucifer had bought them.

'This is insane,' Frank had whispered as his eyes ran down the crimes.

Alice kept wiping her eyes, 'So many people. All the animals they tortured to death as well.'

'It is grim,' Bella admitted, 'I think Iris has saved the lives of thousands who won't even know what she has done.'

Sirius gave a small smile, 'I think people will realise, in time.'

'She intends to hunt down the rest of them,' Bella told her cousin in a matter of fact voice.

Sirius leant back in his chair with a thoughtful look as Hayley looked pale.

'Bloody Gryffindors,' Hayley sighed. She looked again at the pages and saw the names of several toddlers and what had been done to them.

'A Gryffindor. Certainly. But also a Marauder to the bone, Hayley,' Sirius said to her with a wistful tone.

'A Marauder,' Walburga said in a gleeful tone.

Hayley had a small smile on her lip, 'I suppose, yes.'

'Just like her dad then?' Sirius said in a slightly shaky voice to Hayley.

Hayley recognised the loaded connotations of Sirius saying these words immediately and gave him a tiny smile.

'Marauder,' Frank said, 'A noun. A person or animal that goes from one place to another looking for people to kill or things to steal or destroy,' he recited it from memory. He remembered James picking out the name from a book when they were at school all those years ago.

'I think that Iris is turning out to be more of a Marauder than her old man,' Bella said with a smirk, 'Time for you to step up, Sirius,' she taunted him.

Sirius had the ghost of a look of pride flash through his face.

Hayley looked incredibly conflicted.

'She has the protection of the ring, Satan's blessing and the blood of the Black's, Hayley,' Bella reminded her, 'You cannot stop a juggernaut.'

Hayley sighed and poured a gin. Bella was many things, but she told it how it was when she needed to hear it.

'She just looked so frightening with those eyes,' Hayley admitted.

'Imagine how they felt?' Narcissa added with a cool smile, 'They wet themselves apparently. Draco has been rewatching his memory of it in the Pensieve. It's his favourite part.'

Hayley couldn't help the quick grin on her face that she quickly smoothed over, 'Be that as it may, it's not ladylike. Razor blades in her shoes! Who taught her that?' Bella smirked as the penny dropped for Hayley who gave her a withering look, 'Snakes. Veil's to Hell,' Hayley continued.

Bella looked very proud of her protege, 'She is a good student, I must say,' Bella said proudly, 'I've been teaching her the Black Grimoire. The cutting spells. The gouging spells. She is only going to get better once she's mastered it. She's still a novice.'

Sirius choked at that. 'Taking out five death eaters in a minute is her as an amateur?'

Bella nodded, 'There is much to learn.'

'Technically, Iris was right. She doesn't actually kill them,' Lucifer said, trying to be helpful and placate Hayley a little.

'When you start any sentence with, technically, it never really sounds as good as you think,' Frank said with a slight smirk.

It was Alice who surprised them, 'I am very relieved she did what she did. These Death Eaters have got away with so much over the years. I, for one, will sleep better tonight knowing the world is that little bit safer now they are not in it.'

Frank gave her a reassuring smile.

'Iris said Salazar will be bringing friends to help at Hogwarts. I wonder what Albus will think of all of this? Has anyone spoken to him yet?' Narcissa spoke to the group.

Molly gave a strange sort of smile, 'I spoke to him the other night. He was concerned, obviously, but not too surprised. He was expecting something of this nature. The attacks on the Muggleborns and Half-bloods have been increasing. They haven't been facing any consequences for their actions so this was expected. He was grateful that the Granger's are alright. He, um. He's having a new lease of life.'

Sirius gave a small smile. Hayley grinned.

'What?' Bella and Narcissa asked together.

Frank and Alice looked a little bemused. Walburga had a small smile.

'Well, you do know about Albus don't you?' Molly said in a mysterious tone.

The Black sisters shook their heads none the wiser. Frank and Alice's eyebrows raised.

Sirius was smirking now. Even Lucifer was smiling.

'Oh, do I have to spell it out?' Molly sighed.

'He's a friend of Dorothy's,' Sirius said.

Bella and Narcissa looked even more confused.

'He likes a bit of Oscar Wilde and Monty Clift,' Hayley said with a smile.

They looked at her bewildered.

'Disco? Rides his broomstick on the other side of the road? The Love that dares not speak its name?' Sirius carried on.

Bella and Narcissa were gazing at him with incredulous expressions.

'He's a homosexual, dears,' Walburga said, putting them out of their misery.

Narcissa and Bella tutted, 'Why didn't you just say that in the first place?' Bella said, slightly aggrieved. 'We've both known that for simply years. We didn't realise it was to be spoken about in code. Why ramble on about random Muggle things? Who is Dorothy anyway and what does she have to do with Albus?'

The group had the decency to look a little awkward at their own insensitivity and moved swiftly on.

'What has this to do with his new lease of life?' Narcissa asked curiously.

Molly smiled, 'The Muggle world had changed tremendously since Albus was a young man. He has discovered the delights of West London and the night clubs they have there for men like him. He has made many new friends,' she told them.

'Well, isn't that lovely,' Narcissa said smoothly, 'London has many wonderful places. When I was younger I used to visit the Old Vic. The Muggles can do theatre ever so well. Twelfth night was a sublime production.'

This was a startling insight into Narcissa's psyche. Not one person in the room could ever remember her paying the Muggles any kind of compliment.

'He has certainly been enjoying himself,' Molly added with a smile, 'He got along famously with his tailor and hairdresser when they met. They are called Ramund and Crispin. They have been looking after him. He checks into the Burrow from time to time. He told me he has rediscovered his love of dancing till midnight. He is worried of course about the future, but I haven't seen him so happy in a long time.'

Hayley smiled, 'I'm glad for him. He's spent so much of his life alone.'

Sirius glanced at Lucifer, 'I've been reading the Bible. What's the truth about all of this? The magical world doesn't really discuss it. Their logic is it doesn't exist if it isn't spoken about.'

Lucifer stroked one of his horns, 'For an atrocity to be committed there has to be a victim. Regarding those sorts of physical matters as long as those involved are consenting adults, there is no reason for them to go to Hell.'

'Why is it written that it is a sin then?' Sirius questioned.

'The Bible has been rewritten and translated many times and some have slipped things in with nefarious purposes,' Lucifer informed them, 'The elite at the time wanted a slave race. A union that Albus enjoys would produce no offspring. The times were different. More slaves meant more profit. That is why they wanted to abolish homosexuality amongst the masses. The elite, of course, were never ones to deny their own urges.'

'Always about the money,' Hayley sighed.

'The Wizarding World places a huge amount of importance on lineage. Marriage. The motivations were similar in a way to the Muggle reasons,' Lucifer added.

Hayley nodded, 'The pressure to get married and form alliances between Pureblood families and have children to keep the wealth together has always been excessive.'

Walburga nodded, 'We had it drummed into us as children. As did our parents when they were little.'

The group had covered a lot. There was to be an order meeting in the spring. The mission to sabotage the camps was to be finally completed. It would herald the start of World War Three.

They continued their conversation late into the night.