Whispers of Truth
Chapter 6: Welcome Students to a New Year
Her hair was straggly, waist-length, and a dirty-blonde color. Eye-brows very pale, and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look, her wand was stuck behind her left ear; obviously for safe keeping. She wore a necklace of butterbeer caps, and the magazine she was reading was upside down, the air around her was one of distinct dottiness.
"Hello Luna" Harry said.
"Hello Chosen" said Luna dreamily.
"May I sit?"
Luna nodded and watched as Harry stowed his trunk and Hedwig's cage in the luggage rack and sat down. The two stared at each other, before Harry's lips curled upward.
"How is your mother?" he asked.
"Lonely, she misses father very much"
Harry hummed as he looked out the window, "Does she know you are here?" he then asked.
"We both know the answer to that Chosen"
Harry locked eyes with her, green eyes twinkling when she didn't look away, "Does your father know you are here?"
"We both know the answer to that" Luna answered in a singsong voice.
"I suppose we do"
They were not joined until a near hour later, the food trolley had already gone, Harry was just finishing his Pumpkin Pasties when the compartment door slide open and Ron and Hermione walked in; accompanied by Crookshanks and a shrilly hooting Pigwidgeon in his cage.
"Harry!" Ron smiled, happy to see his friend after not seeing him the whole summer, he had been worried when upon arriving at Grimmauld Place and learnt that the other wizard would not be joining him and Hermione, even more so when before they left for the station, the Headmaster had pulled the two aside and asked that they kept an eye on the Savior.
"Hi Ron" Harry smiled back, and held out a Chocolate Frog, "want one?"
"Yeah, I'm starving"
Ron stowed Pigwidgeon next to Hedwig, took the Chocolate from Harry and threw himself into the seat next to him. He ripped open the wrapper, bit off the frog's head, and leaned back with his eyes closed as though he had a very exhausting morning. Missing how Hermione, upon stepping inside, had stopped and her eyes snapped to Luna. Luna smiled and Hermione smiled back knowingly.
"We are Prefects now" Hermione said when Harry looked at her, she hugged him before settling down next him, her prefects badge gleaming from the light, "went to the prefect carriage, and discovered there are two fifth-year Prefects from each House. Boy and girl each"
"I'm guessing from Ron's expression, Malfoy has made Slytherin Prefect"
Hermione nodded and Ron grumbled something that would have made his mother very unhappy. "You don't look upset about it" Ron then said when he opened his eyes and looked at the other boy.
"It's not much of a surprise" Harry shrugged, "how was your summer?" he then asked him.
"It was fine" Ron said vaguely, "the usual, you know"
From over her upside-down magazine, which was called The Quibbler, Luna watched with bright as the moon eyes.
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The moment he saw her, Severus knew; Dolores Umbridge, new Dark Arts Professor, was going to be a problem. As he tuned out her very long and boring speech, Severus looked at the Gryffindor table; most of the students either looked bored or had found something else to cure that boredom. Hermione he found, was listening and she obviously wasn't happy with what she was hearing. Harry was also watching, head tilted just slightly as he stared at the woman.
Curious as to what the Chosen could possibly be thinking, Severus turned his attention to his own House table, his students were just as bored as their rival house. Draco was even playing with his silverware, though occasionally he would glance over at the Gryffindor table with an unreadable expression. Albus clapping signaled the end of the speech, after a few more word, the Headmaster was dismissing the students and staff.
Not wanting to be drawn into any type of conversation from the staff, Severus quickly made his way through a side door, down to the dungeons, and to his own personal room.
"Good evening Professor, did you enjoy the feast?"
"Shouldn't you be heading to Gryffindor Tower now?" Severus said to Harry, who stood in the middle of his living room, "and where are your shoes?"
Harry looked down at his bare feet, he wiggled his toes before looking back up at his Professor and blinked. Severus sighed before he headed to his room to get ready for bed.
"I will not be missed" Harry said when the man came back, dressed in sleep pants and nothing else, "not yet as it were"
Severus nodded before he went to his liquor cabinet for a nightcap, after he poured and settled down in one of his black cushioned chair, Harry sat down in the one across from him.
"Dolores Umbridge" Harry said after a moment, fingers playing with a loose black thread on the arm of the chair, "Hermione does not like her"
Severus took a sip, "Nor do I"
"In the before and after, she will be a problem" Harry hummed.
Taking another sip, Severus watched as those green eyes darken, he wondered what paths the Chosen saw for Dolores.
"What's to be done about that?" the Potion Master asked.
Harry plucked the thread, "What indeed"
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through the crowded halls, first years rushed to their first lessons of the school year while the others went at a more leisure pace. However, all of them would take a moment to stop, stare and whisper as the Trio passed. Well aware of what the Daily Prophet said about him in terms of him telling everyone that Voldemort had returned last year, Harry ignored it, while Hermione and Ron bickered. Finally they arrived at the History of Magic classroom, and settled into their seats; today they had the class with Ravenclaw.
As usual, the lesson was boring, and even Harry for all that he was the Chosen. Found it hard to pay attention and spent the rest of the lesson doodling on his parchment, to which Hermione scowled him for when the class was over. Potions, which was with Slytherin, was very much interesting.
Severus went through the speech he more or less said every year, though he did mention the N.E.W.T. test. Then he told them what potion they were going to make and left them to it. When the half hour mark came, Severus walked through the classroom looking at the student's potion, Hermione's of course was prefect, having the appropriate shimmering mist of sliver vapor rising from her cauldron. When he got Harry's, he stopped and looked. The cauldron was issuing copious amounts of grey stream.
Harry looked back up and waited patiently for the man to speak, the Slytherins all eagerly looked up; they loved hearing Severus taunt Harry.
"Potter" Severus finally sighed, "read the third lines of the instructions"
Harry does, reading the instructions out loud.
"Did you do everything on the third line?" Severus asked after the other was done.
"No, I forgot the hellebore"
"That is correct, and this is the results" the Potion Master nodded to the cauldron, "remember Potter, when it comes to potions, you need to follow the instructions carefully and to the letter, not doing so could result in something much worse than the wrong colored mist. Understand?"
"Yes Professor" Harry nodded.
"Good, that goes for all of you as well, now then everyone fill one flagon with a simple of your potion, label it clearly with your name and bring it up to my desk" Severus then said "now" he added firmly when all the students just stared at him, Ron even had his mouth agape.
However at the firm tone the students scrambled to do as they were told, marching up to Severus's desk with filled and corked flagons. When the bell rang, the Trio left the dungeon and headed to the Great Hall for lunch.
"That was just weird" Ron commented when they entered the Hall.
"How so?" Hermione asked as they sat down.
"Snape didn't yell, insult or even give Harry zero marks" Ron said, "you and I both know he'd never miss a chance to do it"
"Maybe he decided to do things different this year" Hermione shrugged.
"Or maybe he finally lost it, what do you think Harry?"
"Hmmm, I think I'll have the shepherd's pie"
Ron gave him a look, while Hermione giggled.
After lunch it was Divination, to which Professor Trelawney assigned them a dream diary for a month as homework. When the bell rang, Harry and Ron made their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and their new Professor was waiting. Harry tilted his head slightly at the woman seated at the teacher's desk, eyes flickering over her before finally taking a seat next to Hermione. After being told to put away their wands and take out their quills, Professor Umbridge had them copy the course aims on the board; course aims that had Harry giving a quiet hum, before having them read.
Five minutes into reading chapter five of Defensive Magical Theory, Harry looked up from his book and over to Hermione. His friend had not even opened her copy and had her hand risen, Harry watched as Hermione tried and finally gained the Professor's attention.
"Did you want to ask something about the chapter dear?" she asked Hermione.
"Not about the chapter, no"
"Well, we're reading just now" Professor Umbridge smiled, showing her small, pointed teeth.
Hermione's own lips twitched, but Harry's hand covering her own underneath the table stopped her from baring her own teeth which would have been much shaper and much more dangerous than the Professor's. And Harry did want not dangerous…..perhaps not yet.
"If you have any questions" the older witch continued on, "we can deal with them at the end of class"
"I've got a query about you course aims" said Hermione, voice calm.
"And you name is—?"
"Hermione Ganger"
"Well, Miss Granger, I think the course aims are perfectly clear if you read them through carefully" There was a touch of determined sweetness in the woman's voice to which Hermione clearly heard and made her raise a brow.
"Well I don't" the brainy witch then said bluntly, "there's nothing written up there about using defensive spells"
Harry watched as many members of the class turned their heads to frown at the three course aims still written on the blackboard.
"Using defensive spells?" Professor Umbridge repeated with a little laugh, "why, I can't imagine any situation arising in my classroom that would require you to use a defensive spell, Miss Granger. You surely aren't expecting to be attacked during class?
Hermione didn't answer, but she did smile. Teeth showing and eyes darkening with something that told of caution and caused Professor's Umbridge's smile to fall.
"We're not going to use magic?" Ron suddenly ejaculated loudly, drawing the Professor's attention to him.
"Students raise their hands when they wish to speak in my class, Mr.—?"
"Weasley" said Ron, thrusting his hand in the air.
Her smile was back, wide and pointed, and when she turned her back on him; Harry frowned, and a low growl that only Harry heard erupted from Hermione who raised her hand once more. Professor Umbridge paused, and looked like she wasn't going to bother for a moment but does so.
"Yes Miss Granger? You wanted to ask something else?"
"Yes" Hermione said, in a still surprisingly calm voice "surely the whole point of Defense Against the Dark Arts is to practice defensive spells?"
"Are you a Ministry-trained educational expert, Miss Granger?" asked Professor Umbridge in that falsely sweet voice of hers.
Harry's eyes twinkled with amusment when Hermione shook her head, the young witch's eyes also looking somewhat amused, both knew that Hermione had more knowledge then the whole school put together.
"No" said the witch, "but—"
"Well then, I'm afraid you are not qualified to decide what the 'whole' point of any class is"
Harry raised his hand.
"Yes, Mr. Potter?"
"Neither are you" Harry said.
"…I beg your pardon?" Professor Umbridge blinked.
"Qualified, I mean. You do not have the qualifications or experiences as the other Professor do. And it's very much clear from you speech last night and the interesting new law the Ministry just passed, that you are merely here for the Ministry's sake, why is that?"
There is a stun silence, all eyes on Harry who merely stared back at the surprised Professor calmly, Hermione on the other hand grinned. Finally Umbridge laughed.
"What an imagination you have Mr. Potter!" she giggled, "and here I thought last year when you told everyone that a certain Dark Lord had returned from the dead was something!"
Catching the Hermione's rising hand in his own, and bringing down to her lap, Harry grinned, "What an imagination I have indeed, what is to be done about that I wonder?"
Professor Umbridge and the rest of the students weren't sure, but the classroom suddenly got colder.
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Hogsmeade was a picturesque little village of cottages and shops, with enchanted candles hanging in the trees during the winter holidays. Often loud with the bustle of Hogwarts students and visitors, but at night, there is silence. A type of silence that made one frequently glance over their shoulder and at shadows. However, one cloaked figure did not, whether because of the large black dog that walked by its side or because the figure it's self was not altogether human. Either way, the two made their way down the quiet but not entirely empty streets to their destination, which was unusually empty.
Their destination turned out to be an establishment with one small, very dirty, and dingy room. With bay windows that were so encrusted with filth that one could barely see through them. It is filled with rough wooden tables that generally had nothing except stubs of candles sitting upon their surfaces, the stone floor of the place is so dirty that it looked as though it was not a floor at all, but instead the building was simply built on open ground. Hog's Head Inn was a disreputable establishment, where many shady types like to frequent, and its owner and barman Abreforth Dumbledore served them with as much professionalism as a barman such as he could.
"Good evening"
Abreforth looked up from the glass he was cleaning with a rag that had seen better days to the door, he said nothing when the figure pulled back his hood, and Remus Lupin give him a polite smile before taking a seat; the dog following and settling down at his feet. Abreforth placed the glass down and came round the bar to the Remus and the dog.
"What?" he grunted when Remus looked up at him.
"Oh, Firewhiskey please"
"And you?" he then grunted to the dog, who lifted his head and stared at the barman.
It was a long tense silence before finally, where once was a dog, stood Sirius Black.
"I'll have a Firewhiskey as well" Sirius said before taking the seat across from Remus, "good to see you again Abreforth"
Abreforth grunted again before going back to the bar, he came back and slammed the two drinks down onto the table, some of its contents spilling over. "Already paid for" he then said when Remus reached into his pocket to pay.
"Thank you" Remus said, just as Hermione emerged from a second doorway from behind the bar counter, behind her followed, a blonde girl with long waist-length hair, the Weasley Twins and; to the surprise of Remus and Sirius, Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape.
"Hello Remus, Sirius" Hermione greeted, "Abreforth, lovely to see you again"
Abreforth glared at Hermione who merely stared back, growling and grumbling he asked her what she and the others wanted to drink before going behind the counter to fill the orders.
"Hermione" Remus began to stand, "what's—"
"What's he's doing here?!" Sirius growled, glaring at Severus.
The Potion Master raised a brow before taking a seat at the table across from two, Draco, who had been quiet, followed. The Twins both grabbed a chair and carried then over to Remus' and Sirius' table, both had curious expressions on their faces.
"Remus, Sirius, this is Luna Lovegood" Hermione introduced.
"May you're toes stay dry, and you're ears forever clean" Luna said dreamily.
George and Fred both snorted, Draco rolled his eyes, Severus sighed and Hermione smiled. Sirius and Remus just stared. Abreforth came back with their orders, Draco staring done in horror when a very dusty bottle of Butterbeer was thumped down before him.
"Thank you" Hermione said when Abreforth gave her bottle, not at all disturbed by the dust.
Luna just hummed and with bottle in hand, settled down at a table, Hermione followed her just as the pub door opened.
"Well, this is interesting" Lucius Malfoy drawled as he pulled his hood back, a brow raised upon seeing the pub's occupants.
With her hood pulled back, Narcissa Malfoy hummed before making her way over to her son upon seeing him, Lucius following her.
"You left out a few things I think my friend" Lucius said after summoning chairs over for him and his wife, and sitting down.
"I told you enough to get you to come here" Severus said before taking a long drink of his beer.
"Which wasn't much" Narcissa pointed out.
"But enough to get you interested" Severus smirked.
Across from them, Sirius, Remus, and the Twins were whispering quietly amongst each other. Meanwhile, Abreforth was once again coming over to Severus's table to get orders, not even raising a brow when the Lady Malfoy ordered a Serpent's Venom. Suddenly Remus went still.
"Remus?" asked Sirius, startled when Remus growled and his eyes flashed amber.
The pub door opened, Remus stood, a big and tall cloaked figure came in. The figure pulled back the hood of his cloak and Remus snarled.
"Fenrir!"
"Hello Pup" Fenrir smirked.
"Now, now" Hermione gently scolded the Wolf, "don't cause trouble Fenrir, he won't like it"
Fenrir grunted, rolled his shoulders and went over to the bar, ignoring the astonished looks from most of the occupants. Abreforth narrowed his eyes in warning at the Wolf, before giving him his asked order.
"Wouldn't happen to have any food would ya?" Fenrir asked as he sniffed his drink, "was kept busy all day didn't get a chance to eat"
Abreforth paused before reaching down and thumping a bowl of nuts and pretzels that was no doubt stale on the counter, Fenrir blinked at it, "At least it's not apples" the Wolf the mumbled before shoving a handful in his mouth. The pub door opened once more and this time Bill and Charlie Weasley came through, along with Viktor Krum, who made a beeline for Hermione once he saw her.
"I think we missed something" Bill said after he took in all the occupants in the room.
Charlie nodded.
"Someone better start explaining what's going on" Sirius spoke up, turning to Hermione, "Hermione I thought you said Harry needed our help"
"Potter? This about Potter" said Draco in disbelief turning to look at Severus.
"It is about a future, to which I'm merely guiding you there"
No one had heard or even seen the door open, and yet Harry Potter was standing in the room, dressed in an elegant dark blue robe and barefoot. Along with Harry, were three women, also elegantly dressed in robes. They were as beautiful as the Lady Malfoy, with eyes that told of seeing far more than most of the occupants in the room, they also told of wielding power that very few could rival. The three women stood behind Harry, while the man who had also appeared with Harry stood to the young wizard's right, dark eyes staring at Luna who stared back. The others in the room could tell from his pale skin that he was a Vampire.
"Did you walk here?" Severus asked staring at the bare feet.
"I did" Harry nodded.
"Barefooted?"
"Not completely"
Severus looked over at one of the Priestess who had spoken, Mazoe, the youngest. "He had them on when we left" she said, "they got lost between there and here"
The Potion Master sighed.
"My apologizes for being late" Harry then said, "shall we begin? Hello Abreforth"
The barman grunted at him, and Harry declined when he was asked if he wanted a drink. Instead he stood in the middle of the room, while everyone else who had arrived took a seat, his green eyes near glowing when Ambrogio went and sat next to Luna who smiled up at the man.
"Have we met somewhere?" the Vampire asked.
"I've seen you everywhere" Luna answered, smile getting bigger, "up high in the sky, I watch from Mother's pond."
"Here we go" Fred whispered to his brother.
"Listen, listen, to Father's song"
Ambrogio stared, opened his mouth, closed it, then opened again. Eyes going soft, Luna put two fingers underneath the Vampire's chin and closed it.
"Questions I will answer, after the Chosen's song" she said.
With eyes still seemingly glowing, Harry turned his attention to everyone else "I thank you all for coming here" he began, "you have questions, obliviously. Please, ask them"
"Hermione told us," Remus finally said after a long pause around the room, "that you needed our help, wanted to meet, and that no one could know about this meeting. She also told us to expect the unexpected, she didn't mention…this"
"And she was correct, I do require you're help, all of you"
Lucius felt his back straighten further when Harry looked at him and his family, his eyes narrowed in suspicion even as something inside him whispered to be careful. Beside him, his wife shifted until her body was blocking their son from view.
Harry blinked, before continuing to speak.
"This world, is dying. Wizards and Witches have forgotten so much; have hidden so many Truths from themselves, forsaken brothers, sisters, offsprings, and lovers. They fear Truth now, fear it and turn a blind from it. Tell me Lord Malfoy, do you know how you family came into being?"
Lucius felt his fingers twitch for his wand when Harry took steps toward him, but something stopped him from drawing it. In his chair, Sirius goes still.
"How your family, came into their magic?" Harry continued on.
"No, I do not" Lucius answered, throat tightening when the boy's bare foot brushed against his shoes, and he found himself staring into green eyes. And although he suppressed a shiver, he could not pushed back the one emotion he only ever felt in the presence of his resurrected Dark Lord.
Fear.
He was afraid of this boy.
Harry titled his head, then frowned, slowly he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the man's.
"You do not need to fear me" Harry whispered.
Instantly, the fear is gone and with it a soft warm feeling washed over him. And when Harry pulled back, Lucius nearly followed.
"What does that have to with this meeting?" Narcissa asked, clearing not happy about whatever effect the boy had over her husband, however brief.
Her answer did not come from Harry, but from her cousin.
"Wizards and Witches got there magic from Magical creatures, mostly Werewolves, Vampires, and High Fey" Sirius said.
Harry smiled, "And many others as well" he then said as he walked back to the middle of the room.
"What nonsense" the Lady Malfoy sniffed in distain.
Everyone, Severus noticed, was being remarkable calm, especially Black. Catching Harry's eyes, Severus felt himself smirk when they sparkled.
"Nonsense you say?" Hermione spoke up, smirk on her lips, beside her Viktor stared at her with furrowed brows, eyes thoughtful.
Fred wasn't sure, but he thought her eyes were glowing, must be the dim lighting.
"Yes" Narcissa continued on, "that fact that you think humans would stoop so low as to breed with animals aside"
Fenrir growled, Ambrogio who had finally looked away from Luna, stared at her. Hermione went very still, Remus flinched, Luna started to hum a low tune, Viktor looked away from Hermione to glare at her; and Harry….Harry raised a brow.
"Surely there would have been some kind of book, or the Ministry would have—"
"Do not insult yourself in finishing that sentence Milady" Harry interrupted, "you and I both know that those who work there hide behind more than just doors"
"Besides, it is true"
All heads turned to Viktor Krum, who was no longer glaring at the Lady Malfoy but his face was unreadable, and he seemed unbothered by the sudden attention.
"What?" said George.
"Vhat Harry said is true, Vizards and Vitches got their magic from magical creatures. My family haff High Elf blood"
"If that's the case" said Charlie, a little unnerved when Hermione turned her head and stared at him, "wouldn't someone had said something" here he looked at Fenrir and Ambrogio .
"Tell me" answered the Vampire, "what is the first thought you have when you think of the Dragons you handle?"
Charlie didn't answer right away, he knew that despite the calm, he was one word away from being mauled; and not by the vampire or Fenrir. He looked at Hermione who was obviously waiting for an answer.
"Beasts" he finally said, words honest, "dangerous, low-intelligences"
Hermione lips curled, baring her teeth, Charlie suddenly was reminded of the numerous Dragons he faced.
"Peace Hermione" Harry said, "he does not mean any ill-will toward your Hatchlings, he only knows what he has been taught"
Severus watched their reactions to Harry's words, Lucius and Narcissa's expressions were carefully blank, while the others were bewildered though it looked like Black was slowly coming to an understanding.
Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath, when she opened her eyes she spoke, voice tight with barely contained emotions, "Dragons, before humans went stupid"
Fenrir snickered while Ambrogio snorted, Luna smiled and changed her tune. Viktor blinked.
"Could speak, did magic and were far more intelligent"
"Peace Hermione" Harry said again when a low growl laced her voice, "Very few know of their true origins, and they deny it. The Ministry hide it, in hopes that the Truth will be forgotten. I will not let that happen"
The temperature for a quick second dropped, making the room colder, Severus's brow furrowed. Fenrir's nose flared and the two exchanged a look.
"What does that have to do with us?" Bill asked.
"King Arthur needs his Knights" Luna sighed happily.
Harry's eyes sparkled with amusment.
"I told you, this world is dying, however there is hope. That hope lies within the old world that was forgotten. The old world in which those you call Beasts and humans were called brothers, and magic was at its strongest. To bring it back, this world needs to know Truth"
Sirius's breath hitched, and his eyes widen as he stared at his godson.
"Harry" he said softly.
"Sirius?" Remus inquired worriedly.
"Once when I was ten," the man started, something unidentifiable in his voice, "my great Aunt told me, and my other cousins about a person. A person who was chosen, chosen to do great or terrible things; and who could see and understand Truth"
Beside him, Lucius's wife went slightly pale, for she too remember that. "T-Those were just stories" she said, nervousness slipping through her usual calm persona
"Stories have to come from somewhere" Fenrir pointed out, "just be glad he's the peaceful one"
"Think you have my brother to thank for that" Abreforth spoke up, having been silent since the whole thing started.
Bill looked at him, not many people knew that the barman was Albus Dumbledore's brother, those in the Order did because the man was one of the original members. For a moment he wondered why Harry was having the meeting here, until he remembered hearing whispers within the Order about how the Dumbledore brothers' relationship was strain. Even if those rumors were true, it still didn't explain what Harry could want from the man, besides a place to have this meeting.
"Only a little" Harry replied.
"Could someone explain what's going on, because me and my brother are lost" George spoke up.
"Well I'll be blunt then" said Hermione, "the Wizarding World is fucked up, Harry here had been chosen by something very powerful, and wants to fix said fuck up. He's need our help in doing so because it's all part of his plan. So yes, or no?"
"…..That was a little bit to blunt" George blinked.
Hermione shrugged.
Ambrogio chuckled, while the three priestess giggled.
"When this is all over, I'm keeping you" Fenrir said to Hermione, grinning.
"Miss Ganger is not a pet" Severus said coolly.
"However she is correct, I do have need of your strength and talents. If you are willing"
"And what if we say no" said Charlie.
"If that is the path you chose then I will not stop you, nor will I harm you for it"
And they believed him, whatever that was inside them that recognized Harry for what he was now, believed him. And they knew, just knew that if they sided with him. Followed him, he would bring them into a world that full of peace and greatness.
"What would you have us do?" Lucius asked.
"Many things" Harry answered, "however, for now I wish to focus on the Ministry"
"Not the Dark Lord?" Ambrogio asked surprised.
"Have you found the book?" Harry asked knowingly.
The Vampire glared at him, no he had not found it yet, the three sisters giggled again, the assignment that the Chosen had given the Father of the Undead was very much entertaining to the nine sisters, especially the several languages the Vampire had taken to cursing in.
"The Ministry have planted a spy within Hogwarts, Dolores Umbridge" Hermione growled, "I don't like her"
"No one does" said Lucius, Severus and Narcissa.
Remus looked very uncomfortable at the mention of the Dark Arts Professor.
"She will need to be dealt with" Harry said softly, eyes almost glowing, "and the Ministry needs to be weaken"
"And how do you propose we do that?" Fred asked, he had no love for the Ministry, the treatment of his father by some of the other members probably had something to do with it. Perhaps that explained his easy enough acceptance that they were going to try, and take over the place.
As though on cue, Abreforth reached down, and brought out a small surprisingly clean clear bottle; there was something in it.
Harry smiled. "We will start with the beetle"
We all know Umbridge is not going to survive this story. Who do you think will snap first, Hermione or Harry? Or maybe someone else, and everyone knows who the beetle is I'm sure. Thanks goes to RRW for suggesting Abreforth, and don't worry there is no Ron bashing in this story. Also some of the dislodge was taking from book 5
History time!
According to Greek Mythology, Selene is the moon goddess, and the lover to Ambrogio in another story I mention in a previous A/N. She had several lovers including Zeus, Pan and the mortal Endymion. She also had fifty daughter, and her Roman name was Luna. So our Luna is the daughter of the Moon goddess and the Father of the Undead. For more on Selene, you can go here: greekmythology .com
Also Fenrir in Norse Mythology is the son of the god Loki and the giantess Angrboda, he grew at an astonishingly fast pace and eventually troubled the other gods who tricked and chained him up. At Ragnarok, Norse mythology version of the apocalypse, Fenrir will break free of his chains and devouring everything in his path, including Odin; the King of the Norse gods. For more on Fenrir you can go here: Norse-mythology .org
Next chapter: Rita Seeker messes up, Harry may or may not have planned it that way. And the four generals –Severus, Hermione, Fenrir and Ambrogio- learn more about their fearless leader's abilities. And Albus is still planning, along with having some trust issues….so the usual.
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