Major Trouble
By: Hermonie and Selena Silvermoon
Rated: PG
Disclaim: We do not own, I repeat do NOT own Harry Potter. JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Would we be writing fanfic if we did.. I, Selena Silvermoon, own Hempstead, the le Therone family, anything having to do with Night Harbor Society. AS well as any characters that you do not recognize and the torture I have put Mrs. Rowling's poor creations through.
Now on with the story.
Chapter Thirteen: The Angry Lord
The silver pawed rat that had scurried out of Albus Dumbledor's office appeared as a man in a run down house deep in a dark forest. With a loud crack the man vanished from the Forbidden Forest and with a pop he appeared in front of an old mansion house shrouded by darkness and fog. Through the house he walked occasionally stopping to speak to indefinable forms in black robes and face masks that hurried to and from a large chamber. The man approached the large double oak doors and peered into the beady eyes of the great snake carved into the doors. The rubies that marked the snake's eyes shone brightly as the doors swung open and the man was admitted into the firelight filled chamber. He scurried towards the throne in the middle and knelt before the ashen-faced man that sat twirling a wand between his fingers.
"My Lord, news from Hogwarts." The man kissed the hem of the other mans robes before standing up.
"What news do you have for me Wormtail?" the man, if he could be called that, known as Lord Voldermort, or He-who-must-not-be-named, said as Wormtail stood.
"My Lord, Hogwarts has been left unguarded. I was listening in on his conversation with the werewolf and the transfiguration professor when there was a knock at the door and ten students entered. The Professors had been discussing sending some students to a school called Hempstead on an island called Night Harbor. There was a knock on the door and whom the Professors referred to as Miss le Therone entered with Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini behind her. Three goblets appeared out of nowhere and young Malfoy, young Zambini and another girl drank from them. There was a blinding white light and when it had become clear again the three that had drank from the goblets had undergone physical changes. Miss le Therone and two others formed a triangle in the middle while the others gathered around them in a circle. She said a spell and all of them vanished."
"What did this le Therone girl say exactly?" the Dark Lord looked intrigued yet bored.
"She said, 'Teleport casa le Therone, Isla Night Harbor', I do believe My Lord."
Voldermort leaned closer to Wormtail. "Are you sure?" Wormtail nodded and Voldermort grabbed his arm. He pulled Wormtail's sleeve up his arm until the menacing Death Eater tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth appeared on his forearm. Voldermort pressed a finger to the tattoo and Wormtail held back a scream of pain.
"Wormtail you are dismissed. I want you to find out anything you can on this island from the ministry. I do believe that the Minister himself is journeying there tonight for a dinner. Join him under the disguise of someone within his delegation. Report back later tonight." Wormtail scurried from the room.
Within five minutes the room was filled with black robed men and women gathering around the Dark Lord's throne. From one of the two doors hidden by the throne an aged couple accompanied by Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy entered the room. The aged couple was Draco's grandparents Marianna and Andrius Malfoy.
"You called, My Lord?" Elder Malfoy asked as the room became silent. Draco's grandfather sat, one of the few Voldermort allowed to remain seated in his presence, on a bench near the throne with his wife Marianna beside him.
"I have been given rather enjoyable information brought to me by a faithful servant. Hogwarts has been left unguarded. But neither that fool Dumbledor nor the wretched brat Harry Potter are there. Have any of you ever heard of an island called Night Harbor?" Marianna's face grew scared and she slowly began to rise. Narcissa helped her mother-in-law steady herself before she faced the Dark Lord.
"My Lord, I know of the island which you speak of." Voldermort turned to face the aged black haired woman. "As Hogwarts has taught generations of witches and wizards of the Ancients great power I can tell you more. The Ancients never died out though He-who-is-to-be-feared took over the empire and began to kill them. The royal family and most of the nobles escaped and found their way across the seas to an island. They shrouded this island in mists and called it Night Harbor."
"Tell me more. I am intrigued Lady Malfoy." Lord Voldermort rested his hand on Marianna Malfoy's shoulder.
"They Ancients otherwise known as Imortali are alive and well. The Great Founders of Hogwarts are Imortali themselves. The heirs of all of the Hogwarts four are alive on this island. Indeed the schools on the island contain the most powerful people on the planet. The powers held within the members of the Society are astounding. They know of the exact location of Atlantis and of Avalon. They are a race of warriors and keepers of knowledge. Master, to get to this island you must have three members of the Society with the magicks in their blood open the portal. The one that Wormtail was talking about."
"My dear, how do you know this?" There was a glint of evilness in the Dark Lord's eyes. As she thought over her decision she twisted and ornate gold ring on her finger. Marianna Malfoy then betrayed her family, her heritage, her dignity and her history.
"My lord, I am Imortali." She pulled the ring from her finger and closed her eyes. A flash of white light and where Marianna once stood there was a girl of maybe twenty years with red hair that flowed to her knees dark purple and black streaks filtered through her hair and a light purple color settled over her eyes. She was maybe six feet tall and wore a silver dress with her black Death Eater robes thrown about her shoulders. Her husband, son and daughter in law looked on in awe and confusion while she changed and now sat there stunned and immobile.
"Death Eaters dismissed. Lady Malfoy and family shall remain here." Lord Voldermort began to pace in front of his throne. "Lady Malfoy, you say that you must have three people of the pureblooded houses with the old magics in their blood?"
"No, my Lord. You must have three people who are of the Ancients, born of the Imortali to bring you to any of the islands."
"What is the difference between the Ancients blood and that of purebloods?"
"My Lord, the Ancients were a race that as the succeeded in genetic crossbreeding and magical studies created their own species of human. The Ancients are a cohabitation of witches, wizards, vampires, shapechagers, fae, werewolves, mermaids, innocents, and all other kinds of creatures both dark and light. With this cohabitation, marrying and the producing of children became prevalent and they have turned it into an art. The ruling family at the moment is a combination of all of the races. The le Therone family has been ruling the Society since the Great Rift. The Rift was between the Society and the magical world as it was then."
"What are innocents?"
"Innocents is the term used by members of the Society to describe all non magicks. The closest relation you could come up with would be muggles." Marianna slipped her ring back onto her finger and groaned in pain as her body grew older and she swayed on her feet as she fainted. Narcissa rushed forward to catch her and helped her back to the bench.
"You are all dismissed. I need to think." Lord Voldermort returned to his throne and began to ponder the new discoveries.
By: Hermonie and Selena Silvermoon
Rated: PG
Disclaim: We do not own, I repeat do NOT own Harry Potter. JK Rowling owns Harry Potter. Would we be writing fanfic if we did.. I, Selena Silvermoon, own Hempstead, the le Therone family, anything having to do with Night Harbor Society. AS well as any characters that you do not recognize and the torture I have put Mrs. Rowling's poor creations through.
Now on with the story.
Chapter Thirteen: The Angry Lord
The silver pawed rat that had scurried out of Albus Dumbledor's office appeared as a man in a run down house deep in a dark forest. With a loud crack the man vanished from the Forbidden Forest and with a pop he appeared in front of an old mansion house shrouded by darkness and fog. Through the house he walked occasionally stopping to speak to indefinable forms in black robes and face masks that hurried to and from a large chamber. The man approached the large double oak doors and peered into the beady eyes of the great snake carved into the doors. The rubies that marked the snake's eyes shone brightly as the doors swung open and the man was admitted into the firelight filled chamber. He scurried towards the throne in the middle and knelt before the ashen-faced man that sat twirling a wand between his fingers.
"My Lord, news from Hogwarts." The man kissed the hem of the other mans robes before standing up.
"What news do you have for me Wormtail?" the man, if he could be called that, known as Lord Voldermort, or He-who-must-not-be-named, said as Wormtail stood.
"My Lord, Hogwarts has been left unguarded. I was listening in on his conversation with the werewolf and the transfiguration professor when there was a knock at the door and ten students entered. The Professors had been discussing sending some students to a school called Hempstead on an island called Night Harbor. There was a knock on the door and whom the Professors referred to as Miss le Therone entered with Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini behind her. Three goblets appeared out of nowhere and young Malfoy, young Zambini and another girl drank from them. There was a blinding white light and when it had become clear again the three that had drank from the goblets had undergone physical changes. Miss le Therone and two others formed a triangle in the middle while the others gathered around them in a circle. She said a spell and all of them vanished."
"What did this le Therone girl say exactly?" the Dark Lord looked intrigued yet bored.
"She said, 'Teleport casa le Therone, Isla Night Harbor', I do believe My Lord."
Voldermort leaned closer to Wormtail. "Are you sure?" Wormtail nodded and Voldermort grabbed his arm. He pulled Wormtail's sleeve up his arm until the menacing Death Eater tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth appeared on his forearm. Voldermort pressed a finger to the tattoo and Wormtail held back a scream of pain.
"Wormtail you are dismissed. I want you to find out anything you can on this island from the ministry. I do believe that the Minister himself is journeying there tonight for a dinner. Join him under the disguise of someone within his delegation. Report back later tonight." Wormtail scurried from the room.
Within five minutes the room was filled with black robed men and women gathering around the Dark Lord's throne. From one of the two doors hidden by the throne an aged couple accompanied by Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy entered the room. The aged couple was Draco's grandparents Marianna and Andrius Malfoy.
"You called, My Lord?" Elder Malfoy asked as the room became silent. Draco's grandfather sat, one of the few Voldermort allowed to remain seated in his presence, on a bench near the throne with his wife Marianna beside him.
"I have been given rather enjoyable information brought to me by a faithful servant. Hogwarts has been left unguarded. But neither that fool Dumbledor nor the wretched brat Harry Potter are there. Have any of you ever heard of an island called Night Harbor?" Marianna's face grew scared and she slowly began to rise. Narcissa helped her mother-in-law steady herself before she faced the Dark Lord.
"My Lord, I know of the island which you speak of." Voldermort turned to face the aged black haired woman. "As Hogwarts has taught generations of witches and wizards of the Ancients great power I can tell you more. The Ancients never died out though He-who-is-to-be-feared took over the empire and began to kill them. The royal family and most of the nobles escaped and found their way across the seas to an island. They shrouded this island in mists and called it Night Harbor."
"Tell me more. I am intrigued Lady Malfoy." Lord Voldermort rested his hand on Marianna Malfoy's shoulder.
"They Ancients otherwise known as Imortali are alive and well. The Great Founders of Hogwarts are Imortali themselves. The heirs of all of the Hogwarts four are alive on this island. Indeed the schools on the island contain the most powerful people on the planet. The powers held within the members of the Society are astounding. They know of the exact location of Atlantis and of Avalon. They are a race of warriors and keepers of knowledge. Master, to get to this island you must have three members of the Society with the magicks in their blood open the portal. The one that Wormtail was talking about."
"My dear, how do you know this?" There was a glint of evilness in the Dark Lord's eyes. As she thought over her decision she twisted and ornate gold ring on her finger. Marianna Malfoy then betrayed her family, her heritage, her dignity and her history.
"My lord, I am Imortali." She pulled the ring from her finger and closed her eyes. A flash of white light and where Marianna once stood there was a girl of maybe twenty years with red hair that flowed to her knees dark purple and black streaks filtered through her hair and a light purple color settled over her eyes. She was maybe six feet tall and wore a silver dress with her black Death Eater robes thrown about her shoulders. Her husband, son and daughter in law looked on in awe and confusion while she changed and now sat there stunned and immobile.
"Death Eaters dismissed. Lady Malfoy and family shall remain here." Lord Voldermort began to pace in front of his throne. "Lady Malfoy, you say that you must have three people of the pureblooded houses with the old magics in their blood?"
"No, my Lord. You must have three people who are of the Ancients, born of the Imortali to bring you to any of the islands."
"What is the difference between the Ancients blood and that of purebloods?"
"My Lord, the Ancients were a race that as the succeeded in genetic crossbreeding and magical studies created their own species of human. The Ancients are a cohabitation of witches, wizards, vampires, shapechagers, fae, werewolves, mermaids, innocents, and all other kinds of creatures both dark and light. With this cohabitation, marrying and the producing of children became prevalent and they have turned it into an art. The ruling family at the moment is a combination of all of the races. The le Therone family has been ruling the Society since the Great Rift. The Rift was between the Society and the magical world as it was then."
"What are innocents?"
"Innocents is the term used by members of the Society to describe all non magicks. The closest relation you could come up with would be muggles." Marianna slipped her ring back onto her finger and groaned in pain as her body grew older and she swayed on her feet as she fainted. Narcissa rushed forward to catch her and helped her back to the bench.
"You are all dismissed. I need to think." Lord Voldermort returned to his throne and began to ponder the new discoveries.