A/N: Last chapter! I can't believe how much I put into this series! And how much everyone seemed to like it!
Hail to JKR, Queen of Potter & Company, cause she owns it all.
Dilnavaz Patil ran up the rocky pathway. She knew what was going to happen, it was a wonder she hadn't realised it before. It seemed so obvious now that she had figured it out.
Parvati had come to see her yesterday, on Christmas. Dilnavaz knew there was something wrong. Just now it had clicked together.
It all came down to Romulus and the Horn of Grikkal. You-Know-Who was after that, of course, to get the giants and magical creatures. So he was after Romulus.
An Imperious spell would do the trick, easily. Then there was Harry. You-Know-Who was obviously after him, and all he needed to do was to trap him.
Through his friends, behind his back, unexpectedly. Oldest trick in the book. So You-Know-Who tricked her daughter, Parvati.
He was going to act quickly, so she had to, too.
Where do I go, to Dumbledore or right to Harry, she thought blankly as she pushed open the oak door. No, Parvati, keep her away from Harry. She'd be at breakfast right now. Dilnavaz swung into the Entrance Hall.
* * *
"So let me get this straight," said Fridwulfa carefully,"You want us to come help defeat Voldemort?"
"You-Know-Who," Olympe corrected her quietly,"We are still afraid of 'im. Yes, zat is our main idea. You-Know-Who was ze reason you were exiled, you realise."
Fridwulfa sighed. They were sitting in her private quarters, as they had been throughout the night.
"If you think we'd help you for revenge, you're wrong," said Juta loudly. She had joined the three in their mini-conference,"We aren't blood thirsty savages, despite popular opinion."
"But we may come back for other reasons," Fridwulfa continued, looking fondly at Hagrid.
"Would yeh come back fer me?"
Fridwulfa smiled,"Yes, and to strengthen the bonds between us and magical folk. We are united against one enemy, whether we have revenge in mind or not."
"So yeh'll come?"
"Yes."
Olympe let out a great sigh,"Thank you so much, Queen Fridwulfa. We must move quickly, 'owever. We must return to 'ogwarts as soon as possible."
"We have an easy way of transportation," piped up Juta,"Queen, may we..?"
"Of course. Go and gather all the male giants, we need fighting power," Fridwulfa spoke quickly,"You two, come with me."
She led them out of the room and down a left-hand corridor. At the end was a large, shimmering pond of ivory water.
Within seconds Juta returned, with a crowd of a dozen noisy giants. Each brandished a sword or spear, grunting loudly and singing.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Fridwulfa spoke clearly into the pond.
The water disappeared, and a set of huge steps led down. Glancing nervously back up at his mother, Hagrid climbed down them.
They sloped steeply down, dark and damp the steady drip of water constantly overhead. Hagrid could hear thunderous footsteps from behind him as he descended.
Suddenly, there was a burst of light. Hagrid was standing on the grounds at Hogwarts, looking over a bright scene of snow covered ground and bright blue sky, the castle in the distance.
* * *
"Harry, can I talk to you?" said Parvati from behind him.
"What? Oh, sure," Harry took a last swig of pumpkin juice. She smiled, and strode out of the Great Hall.
"How's your mum?" he said off handily as they came into the Entrance Hall.
"Fine," she walked quickly, and he had to jog to keep up.
"Where are you going?"
"Someplace where we can't be overheard." Harry was reminded strongly of Viktor Krum.
She stopped just inside a corridor.
"Wait," she commanded. Harry thought he heard the front door slam and hurried footsteps, but when he leaned around the corner to see who it was, Parvati pulled him back.
"Wait," she repeated through gritted teeth.
"Parvati, what?"
"Harry, don't!" Mrs.Patil suddenly dashed into the hallway,"It's a trick, Romulus and Parvati, it's a trick! The horn, the bloody horn!"
"Trick?" echoed Harry.
"Parvati, she's...she's under the spell," Dilnavaz pointed a shaking figure at her daughter, who stared back at her blankly.
"Enough out of you, Dilnavaz," said a slick voice. There was a whistling sound, and Mrs.Patil dropped to the floor.
Lucius Malfoy stepped into view, followed by a shorter man with balding brown hair and a sickening yellow toothed grin.
"Mundungus Fletcher?" Harry trailed off. He had no clue as to why he was here.
"Get tah 'im through 'is friends, I told ye," said Mundungus coolly, stepping over Mrs.Patil's limp form. Parvati gave a moan and crumpled on the floor.
Harry gasped,"Don't tell me that you're with Lucius!"
"Why not? We've both been commanded by our dear Voldemort to catch ye fer 'im."
Harry looked at Mundungus, then at Lucius, and ran out of the Entrance Hall. He didn't know what he was doing, or why, he just had to get away from those two.
He didn't get far, however. Lucius caught up to him just outside the front door.
"Little rat," he hissed, pulling back on Harry's robes,"Thought you'd get away, eh? Not this time."
"Romulus!" Mundungus stood in the front doors and called back into the castle,"We could use yer 'elp down 'ere!"
"If he yells like that, he'll attract the teachers," spat Harry, struggling against Lucius's grip.
"Maybe, but they won't come. Simple Unbreakable Lock Charm on the Great Hall doors," Lucius replied.
"'e'll be 'ere in a minute or so," reported Mundungus as he sat down on the stone steps.
"How'd you do it then?" asked Harry, hoping to distract him. He stopped struggling and stood still.
"Jus' after yeh talked ta Romulus, went in an' did the Imperious Spell," he answered in the tone he would use to say he liked ice cream.
"Why Romulus?"
"'e's got the 'orn o' Grikkal. 'e can call any magical animal 'e wants by the mere blow of it. Real useful that would be fer Voldemort. Why, speak o' the devil, 'ere comes the ol' bugger right now."
Romulus Lupin was standing by Mundungus, carrying what seemed to be a Muggle Shepherd's horn. It was made of what seemed to be mother-of-pearl, and had foreign script winding around it in gold letters.
"Well go a'ead, blow the damn thing, yeh ni'wit," said Mundungus forcefully.
Romulus put the horn to his lips, and blew.
It was a loud, tangy noise, like a French horn clear and brassy.
Then things began to happen very fast.
There was an ear splitting rumble from the Forbidden Forest, and numerous large hulks, taller than the trees, burst out.
It took a moment to realise that the things were giants.
A giantess in red, visibly the leader of the bunch, gave a sharp yell and pointed towards the castle. Terrified, Lucius dropped Harry and Harry scampered away from the giant's path.
The giantess scooped up Mundungus, who was now bellowing in horror, and....
Harry squeezed his eyes shut. He could still hear Mundungus's anguished yells, then they stopped sharply.
"Harry!" There was a strangled yell behind him. Turning and opening his eyes, Harry saw that Dumbledore and McGonagall were rushing out of the castle, followed by what looked like the entire staff and student body. Most of the girls were screaming.
Harry heard a crash, and slipped into blackness.
* * *
When he awoke, Harry couldn't recall immediately what had occurred. It suddenly came flooding back. He sat straight up in his cot and looked around.
He was in the Hospital Wing. It was evening; the sun's final colours of mauve and lilac were seeping through the window.
Hands shaking, Harry fumbled his glasses on and got out of his cot. Professor Dumbledore was sitting just beyond his curtains.
"Hullo, Harry," he said briskly,"Have you had any chocolate?"
"Er...no," he stuttered.
"Go and have some, or Madam Pomfrey will murder us both."
Dumbledore followed Harry back to his cot and watched him chew his chocolate,"Any questions?" Harry nodded.
"I'll tell you what I know. You understand about the imperious spells that have occurred, and of Mundungus being on Voldemort's side. But I presume that the subject of the Horn of Grikkal is still vague.
"Romulus Lupin came into possession, through a long and complicated chain of events, the legendary Horn of Grikkal from the giants, which when blown calls all magical creatures to the Bearer of the Horn, Romulus.
"Being the Bearer of the Horn was very trying for Romulus. The giants calling to him to set them free were constantly interrupting his thoughts.
"In his sixth year, Romulus gave in. He ran away, and several students followed him. He spilled out the story of the horn, and blew it. You know the rest of the events."
Harry swallowed,"It makes sense now."
Dumbledore shook his head sadly,"I fear, Harry, that in the face of the events of the last two years, it is all going to get very confusing and impossible to understand, for history is doomed to repeat itself." With that, Dumbledore left, leaving Harry to wonder over Dumbledore's knowledge.
* * *
Romulus stood at the edge of the lake at Hogwarts, his reflection glinting back at him.
With careful aim he threw a silvery horn into it's depths, and watched the diamond ripples spread over the surface.
"Never again," he whispered to the wind, which carried his words up through the cold air,"Never again."
A/N: Done! Done! Finished with Of Dementors and Giants! Please review.
Just a question, but which character did you like most through out the series?
Copper kettles, commas, and crackers! ;)
Hail to JKR, Queen of Potter & Company, cause she owns it all.
Dilnavaz Patil ran up the rocky pathway. She knew what was going to happen, it was a wonder she hadn't realised it before. It seemed so obvious now that she had figured it out.
Parvati had come to see her yesterday, on Christmas. Dilnavaz knew there was something wrong. Just now it had clicked together.
It all came down to Romulus and the Horn of Grikkal. You-Know-Who was after that, of course, to get the giants and magical creatures. So he was after Romulus.
An Imperious spell would do the trick, easily. Then there was Harry. You-Know-Who was obviously after him, and all he needed to do was to trap him.
Through his friends, behind his back, unexpectedly. Oldest trick in the book. So You-Know-Who tricked her daughter, Parvati.
He was going to act quickly, so she had to, too.
Where do I go, to Dumbledore or right to Harry, she thought blankly as she pushed open the oak door. No, Parvati, keep her away from Harry. She'd be at breakfast right now. Dilnavaz swung into the Entrance Hall.
* * *
"So let me get this straight," said Fridwulfa carefully,"You want us to come help defeat Voldemort?"
"You-Know-Who," Olympe corrected her quietly,"We are still afraid of 'im. Yes, zat is our main idea. You-Know-Who was ze reason you were exiled, you realise."
Fridwulfa sighed. They were sitting in her private quarters, as they had been throughout the night.
"If you think we'd help you for revenge, you're wrong," said Juta loudly. She had joined the three in their mini-conference,"We aren't blood thirsty savages, despite popular opinion."
"But we may come back for other reasons," Fridwulfa continued, looking fondly at Hagrid.
"Would yeh come back fer me?"
Fridwulfa smiled,"Yes, and to strengthen the bonds between us and magical folk. We are united against one enemy, whether we have revenge in mind or not."
"So yeh'll come?"
"Yes."
Olympe let out a great sigh,"Thank you so much, Queen Fridwulfa. We must move quickly, 'owever. We must return to 'ogwarts as soon as possible."
"We have an easy way of transportation," piped up Juta,"Queen, may we..?"
"Of course. Go and gather all the male giants, we need fighting power," Fridwulfa spoke quickly,"You two, come with me."
She led them out of the room and down a left-hand corridor. At the end was a large, shimmering pond of ivory water.
Within seconds Juta returned, with a crowd of a dozen noisy giants. Each brandished a sword or spear, grunting loudly and singing.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," Fridwulfa spoke clearly into the pond.
The water disappeared, and a set of huge steps led down. Glancing nervously back up at his mother, Hagrid climbed down them.
They sloped steeply down, dark and damp the steady drip of water constantly overhead. Hagrid could hear thunderous footsteps from behind him as he descended.
Suddenly, there was a burst of light. Hagrid was standing on the grounds at Hogwarts, looking over a bright scene of snow covered ground and bright blue sky, the castle in the distance.
* * *
"Harry, can I talk to you?" said Parvati from behind him.
"What? Oh, sure," Harry took a last swig of pumpkin juice. She smiled, and strode out of the Great Hall.
"How's your mum?" he said off handily as they came into the Entrance Hall.
"Fine," she walked quickly, and he had to jog to keep up.
"Where are you going?"
"Someplace where we can't be overheard." Harry was reminded strongly of Viktor Krum.
She stopped just inside a corridor.
"Wait," she commanded. Harry thought he heard the front door slam and hurried footsteps, but when he leaned around the corner to see who it was, Parvati pulled him back.
"Wait," she repeated through gritted teeth.
"Parvati, what?"
"Harry, don't!" Mrs.Patil suddenly dashed into the hallway,"It's a trick, Romulus and Parvati, it's a trick! The horn, the bloody horn!"
"Trick?" echoed Harry.
"Parvati, she's...she's under the spell," Dilnavaz pointed a shaking figure at her daughter, who stared back at her blankly.
"Enough out of you, Dilnavaz," said a slick voice. There was a whistling sound, and Mrs.Patil dropped to the floor.
Lucius Malfoy stepped into view, followed by a shorter man with balding brown hair and a sickening yellow toothed grin.
"Mundungus Fletcher?" Harry trailed off. He had no clue as to why he was here.
"Get tah 'im through 'is friends, I told ye," said Mundungus coolly, stepping over Mrs.Patil's limp form. Parvati gave a moan and crumpled on the floor.
Harry gasped,"Don't tell me that you're with Lucius!"
"Why not? We've both been commanded by our dear Voldemort to catch ye fer 'im."
Harry looked at Mundungus, then at Lucius, and ran out of the Entrance Hall. He didn't know what he was doing, or why, he just had to get away from those two.
He didn't get far, however. Lucius caught up to him just outside the front door.
"Little rat," he hissed, pulling back on Harry's robes,"Thought you'd get away, eh? Not this time."
"Romulus!" Mundungus stood in the front doors and called back into the castle,"We could use yer 'elp down 'ere!"
"If he yells like that, he'll attract the teachers," spat Harry, struggling against Lucius's grip.
"Maybe, but they won't come. Simple Unbreakable Lock Charm on the Great Hall doors," Lucius replied.
"'e'll be 'ere in a minute or so," reported Mundungus as he sat down on the stone steps.
"How'd you do it then?" asked Harry, hoping to distract him. He stopped struggling and stood still.
"Jus' after yeh talked ta Romulus, went in an' did the Imperious Spell," he answered in the tone he would use to say he liked ice cream.
"Why Romulus?"
"'e's got the 'orn o' Grikkal. 'e can call any magical animal 'e wants by the mere blow of it. Real useful that would be fer Voldemort. Why, speak o' the devil, 'ere comes the ol' bugger right now."
Romulus Lupin was standing by Mundungus, carrying what seemed to be a Muggle Shepherd's horn. It was made of what seemed to be mother-of-pearl, and had foreign script winding around it in gold letters.
"Well go a'ead, blow the damn thing, yeh ni'wit," said Mundungus forcefully.
Romulus put the horn to his lips, and blew.
It was a loud, tangy noise, like a French horn clear and brassy.
Then things began to happen very fast.
There was an ear splitting rumble from the Forbidden Forest, and numerous large hulks, taller than the trees, burst out.
It took a moment to realise that the things were giants.
A giantess in red, visibly the leader of the bunch, gave a sharp yell and pointed towards the castle. Terrified, Lucius dropped Harry and Harry scampered away from the giant's path.
The giantess scooped up Mundungus, who was now bellowing in horror, and....
Harry squeezed his eyes shut. He could still hear Mundungus's anguished yells, then they stopped sharply.
"Harry!" There was a strangled yell behind him. Turning and opening his eyes, Harry saw that Dumbledore and McGonagall were rushing out of the castle, followed by what looked like the entire staff and student body. Most of the girls were screaming.
Harry heard a crash, and slipped into blackness.
* * *
When he awoke, Harry couldn't recall immediately what had occurred. It suddenly came flooding back. He sat straight up in his cot and looked around.
He was in the Hospital Wing. It was evening; the sun's final colours of mauve and lilac were seeping through the window.
Hands shaking, Harry fumbled his glasses on and got out of his cot. Professor Dumbledore was sitting just beyond his curtains.
"Hullo, Harry," he said briskly,"Have you had any chocolate?"
"Er...no," he stuttered.
"Go and have some, or Madam Pomfrey will murder us both."
Dumbledore followed Harry back to his cot and watched him chew his chocolate,"Any questions?" Harry nodded.
"I'll tell you what I know. You understand about the imperious spells that have occurred, and of Mundungus being on Voldemort's side. But I presume that the subject of the Horn of Grikkal is still vague.
"Romulus Lupin came into possession, through a long and complicated chain of events, the legendary Horn of Grikkal from the giants, which when blown calls all magical creatures to the Bearer of the Horn, Romulus.
"Being the Bearer of the Horn was very trying for Romulus. The giants calling to him to set them free were constantly interrupting his thoughts.
"In his sixth year, Romulus gave in. He ran away, and several students followed him. He spilled out the story of the horn, and blew it. You know the rest of the events."
Harry swallowed,"It makes sense now."
Dumbledore shook his head sadly,"I fear, Harry, that in the face of the events of the last two years, it is all going to get very confusing and impossible to understand, for history is doomed to repeat itself." With that, Dumbledore left, leaving Harry to wonder over Dumbledore's knowledge.
* * *
Romulus stood at the edge of the lake at Hogwarts, his reflection glinting back at him.
With careful aim he threw a silvery horn into it's depths, and watched the diamond ripples spread over the surface.
"Never again," he whispered to the wind, which carried his words up through the cold air,"Never again."
A/N: Done! Done! Finished with Of Dementors and Giants! Please review.
Just a question, but which character did you like most through out the series?
Copper kettles, commas, and crackers! ;)