Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, J. K. Rowling does.
Authors Note: This starts in the summer before Harry's 7th year and this is not slash. I got a review telling me that the plot was a bit thin, or whatever you want to call it, and that there were some things that were a bit weird. Well, don't bite my head off, everything's going to be explained later in the fic or the sequel that I'm planning. Anyway, on with the story!!!!!!
-Chapter Four-
When Sarah woke again she heard voices. And when her eyes could focus properly she saw about a dozen people walking around in black cloaks and robes.
"These two are still alive," the one closest to her said. "Who'd have thought that Muggles were this hard to kill."
"It wasn't the Muggles, you idiot." Another one replied. "It was the diamond. That's why our Lord wants it; help me over here, will you?"
'Cloaks? Robes? Lord? Must be one of these weird terrorist groups. The diamond! I've got to-' Sarah didn't have time to think further as something happened.
Suddenly, out from the shadows, seven people came. They where dressed in identical black shirts, jeans, sneakers and a large black cloak that reached their heels. The hood on the cloaks was up so she couldn't see their faces. But what she did see was that one of them had golden fastenings on the cloak and another silver fastenings.
The cloaked ones attacked the robed people with a swiftness she had never seen before. The robed ones weren't prepared, so they lost the diamond and grabbed for something in their robes. Sarah couldn't believe it when she saw them draw out sticks, pointing them at the attackers and saying some words in a language she didn't understand. In the next second red, yellow, green and black beams shoot out of the sticks heading towards the attackers, who jumped quickly out of the way. Six of the seven attacking people drew their sticks out too and started yelling in the same language, pointing the beams towards the robed ones.
The diamond was a few yards away from her. Sarah tried to move but couldn't. The cloaked person that wasn't fighting came over, picked up the diamond then turned to her. She saw that it was the one with the golden fastenings on the cloak. The person came over to her and helped her to sit up. Sarah had by now got to the conclusion that this was a male.
"Here," he whispered. "You hold the diamond and we'll do the rest."
Sarah was to weak to argue. He stood up and joined the fight. The fight was over quickly now. The robed people where lying on the ground, but were still breathing.
"Call an Ambulance." One of the cloaked people said. Sarah recognized him as the one who had given her the diamond.
"I'll do it," a female voice answered, and she got out a cello phone.
"Hey, Wonder Boy! Get over here!" a third said. "Flameboy's injured!"
Sarah saw that the one with the golden fastenings went over, put his hand on the injured leg and seemed to concentrate. She gasped loudly when a golden light appeared down his arm and when the other one could walk a second later.
"I've called the Ambulance. What do we do with them?" the girl with the phone asked, pointing to the robed people.
"Apparate them to the Ministry," the one with the silver fastenings replied shortly.
Each and one of them pointed their sticks at to one of the robed people, said a few words and the robed people where gone. Then in the next second the cloaked ones where gone too. Sarah looked around and thought she spotted a fat, little, balding man turning into a rat in the shadows, but she wasn't sure.
The Ambulance arrived a few minutes later along with the police. Sarah didn't tell them what she had witnessed, it seemed important to keep it to herself. Instead she told them that the driver had driven in here, got out and a bomb had gone off.
"Very good Detective Goldberg." Her Chief said. "Now you are going to the Hospital while we're bringing the diamond to the museum." Sarah fainted again after hearing this, due to all the blood she had lost.
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Sarah woke up in the middle of the night in the hospital room she had got. She had no idea how long she had been there. She looked around and saw several machines that helped her breath or did some biping with a weird green thingy that was jumping up and down like a rabbit in the mating season. Sarah felt so tired, so hopeless. She wouldn't survive the night, she knew that. She had lost to much blood and had to many broken bones.
Suddenly there was a wind in the room and two cloaked people appeared. Sarah saw that it was the two with silver and golden fastenings. They took off their hoods and came closer to her bed. Sarah could see their faces now. The one with the golden fastenings had wild black hair, unnaturally green, piercing eyes and a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. The other had silver-blond hair and steely grey eyes.
"And you're sure we can save her?" the blonde asked.
"Sure, if we work together." The other replied, then turned to Sarah. "Listen Miss. We're going to heal you our way. We only want a favour in return whenever we need it. Are you okay with that?" Sarah nodded, not really believing that it would work. "Good, this may hurt a bit. Hey, are you ready O Mighty One?" the last bit was said sarcastically and to the blonde.
They put their hands on her shoulders. Sarah gasped when she saw that their arms glowed. One was glowing golden, the other silver. Suddenly she could feel all her broken bones healing. It wasn't so hard to breath anymore and she got stronger. After a while she realised that they had taken away their hands.
"I had no idea that I could do that." The blonde said, he was standing guard by the door.
"Don't look at me, I've no idea why we can do it at all." The one with the green eyes replied, then he turned to her. He took her hand and turned her palm up. "What's your favourite animal?" he asked.
"A black panther," Sarah said, still in shock from the healing.
He held his palm and inch from hers. A golden light came from it and hit her palm. She felt a strong urge to scratch it but resisted.
"There," he said and put her hand down. "That's a reminder. Good night Sarah Goldberg."
The two of them stood in front of her bed again and where about to disappear when she remembered the man in the alley.
"Wait!" she said and the two of them looked at her. "After you disappeared in the alley, I saw a fat, balding man turn into a rat. Just thought you should know."
"She has already done us a favour." The blonde said. "You have no idea what that information means to us. And we thank you." He bowed a bit, and a second later the two of them were gone.
Sarah looked down at her palm. Her mouth dropped open. A black panther was there, it was walking around for a bit, then laid down and fell asleep. She smiled and leaned back at the pillows.
'The nurses are going to have a fit when they see me tomorrow!'
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Next morning in Number 4, Privet Drive everyone were waiting for the Daily Prophet. When it finally arrived, a fight broke out until they realised that Harry had the paper. He was leaning on the doorframe smiling at them with a raised eyebrow, his arms crossed at his chest.
"Oh, don't mind me." He said. "Carry on. I was just having such a wonderful time."
"He's got the paper! Take him!" Fred yelled.
Everyone got up and ran towards Harry who just stood there calmly. Suddenly he snapped his fingers and Fred and George, who where leading, tripped and fell. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco and Neville followed.
"Help me get everyone in the living room," Harry said. "Then we'll look at the paper."
It took some time to find everyone, but in the end they where all gathered at the same place.
"Why are we here?" Sirius asked.
"Don't look at me." Remus replied.
"This better be good." Snape growled darkly.
"Everyone be quiet!" George yelled. "The Daily Prophet has arrived."
"Harry, read it." Ginny said.
"Sure, just let me finish first." Harry said.
"We don't have all day, Potter." McGonagall said.
"If you don't read Harry, I'll be going to Azkaban for killing the famous Harry Potter. Literally." Sirius threatened.
Harry laughed and began to read.
'DRAGON EYE WITH DRAGON HELPERS
By Reeta Skeeter
Last night the Dragon Eye, worlds largest diamond, was transferred to a museum in New York City. The diamond was found by History Professor and Relic Hunter, Catherine Carmen.
On the way to the museum, the driver took a different route than planned. They got attacked by a group of Death Eaters, and saved by a group of people that the American Ministry of Magic has named the 'Red Dragons'.
"The Death Eaters just popped up on the floor," the Ministry night guard said. "All of them were stunned and had a little red dragon tattooed at their forehead."
We talked to the American Minister of Magic, Al Roosevelt.
"I think it's wonderful that someone finally stands up to You-Know-Who," he said. "These Red Dragons are exactly what the world needs."
The Daily Prophet also talked to our own Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"The Red Dragons are a important part of the Ministry. It was wonderful that someone finally started to take a stand. Men and women that are willing to give their lives for the sake of the good. We need more of those." After this touching statement, the Minister had to hurry off to an important meeting.
Everything I have to say is: GO RED DRAGONS!'
"Now that was touching," Draco said as Harry put the paper down. "The Minister made it look like as thought he was the one who started the Red Dragons."
"Well, that takes the suspicion away from me." Harry said. "We need to know what's going on in the Ministry. Who's up for starting a round of the Big Game?"
"The Big Game?!" Draco asked in shock. "But Potter, that's a Slytherin game!"
"The Big Game?" Neville said. "Doesn't that mean to have spies and contacts in important operations and so on, and have those spies do work for you?"
"Yep, and I'm the first Gryffindor to play it." Harry replied. "Yes Malfoy, I played it in my fifth and sixth year at school."
"So that was you!" McGonagall said. "I knew something was going on but I had no idea who was pulling the strings."
"Alright everyone," Mrs. Weasley said. "Back to work or whatever you where doing before the paper came."
"Herm, I think that spending a year as a beetle really did Skeeter good." They heard Ron say before he and Hermione went down to the Red Dragons Headquarters.
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That's it for now. I'll try to update soon, but don't expect a miracle.
I would like to thank Claire, Lily Evans and Crydwyn for reviewing.
Authors Note: This starts in the summer before Harry's 7th year and this is not slash. I got a review telling me that the plot was a bit thin, or whatever you want to call it, and that there were some things that were a bit weird. Well, don't bite my head off, everything's going to be explained later in the fic or the sequel that I'm planning. Anyway, on with the story!!!!!!
-Chapter Four-
When Sarah woke again she heard voices. And when her eyes could focus properly she saw about a dozen people walking around in black cloaks and robes.
"These two are still alive," the one closest to her said. "Who'd have thought that Muggles were this hard to kill."
"It wasn't the Muggles, you idiot." Another one replied. "It was the diamond. That's why our Lord wants it; help me over here, will you?"
'Cloaks? Robes? Lord? Must be one of these weird terrorist groups. The diamond! I've got to-' Sarah didn't have time to think further as something happened.
Suddenly, out from the shadows, seven people came. They where dressed in identical black shirts, jeans, sneakers and a large black cloak that reached their heels. The hood on the cloaks was up so she couldn't see their faces. But what she did see was that one of them had golden fastenings on the cloak and another silver fastenings.
The cloaked ones attacked the robed people with a swiftness she had never seen before. The robed ones weren't prepared, so they lost the diamond and grabbed for something in their robes. Sarah couldn't believe it when she saw them draw out sticks, pointing them at the attackers and saying some words in a language she didn't understand. In the next second red, yellow, green and black beams shoot out of the sticks heading towards the attackers, who jumped quickly out of the way. Six of the seven attacking people drew their sticks out too and started yelling in the same language, pointing the beams towards the robed ones.
The diamond was a few yards away from her. Sarah tried to move but couldn't. The cloaked person that wasn't fighting came over, picked up the diamond then turned to her. She saw that it was the one with the golden fastenings on the cloak. The person came over to her and helped her to sit up. Sarah had by now got to the conclusion that this was a male.
"Here," he whispered. "You hold the diamond and we'll do the rest."
Sarah was to weak to argue. He stood up and joined the fight. The fight was over quickly now. The robed people where lying on the ground, but were still breathing.
"Call an Ambulance." One of the cloaked people said. Sarah recognized him as the one who had given her the diamond.
"I'll do it," a female voice answered, and she got out a cello phone.
"Hey, Wonder Boy! Get over here!" a third said. "Flameboy's injured!"
Sarah saw that the one with the golden fastenings went over, put his hand on the injured leg and seemed to concentrate. She gasped loudly when a golden light appeared down his arm and when the other one could walk a second later.
"I've called the Ambulance. What do we do with them?" the girl with the phone asked, pointing to the robed people.
"Apparate them to the Ministry," the one with the silver fastenings replied shortly.
Each and one of them pointed their sticks at to one of the robed people, said a few words and the robed people where gone. Then in the next second the cloaked ones where gone too. Sarah looked around and thought she spotted a fat, little, balding man turning into a rat in the shadows, but she wasn't sure.
The Ambulance arrived a few minutes later along with the police. Sarah didn't tell them what she had witnessed, it seemed important to keep it to herself. Instead she told them that the driver had driven in here, got out and a bomb had gone off.
"Very good Detective Goldberg." Her Chief said. "Now you are going to the Hospital while we're bringing the diamond to the museum." Sarah fainted again after hearing this, due to all the blood she had lost.
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Sarah woke up in the middle of the night in the hospital room she had got. She had no idea how long she had been there. She looked around and saw several machines that helped her breath or did some biping with a weird green thingy that was jumping up and down like a rabbit in the mating season. Sarah felt so tired, so hopeless. She wouldn't survive the night, she knew that. She had lost to much blood and had to many broken bones.
Suddenly there was a wind in the room and two cloaked people appeared. Sarah saw that it was the two with silver and golden fastenings. They took off their hoods and came closer to her bed. Sarah could see their faces now. The one with the golden fastenings had wild black hair, unnaturally green, piercing eyes and a lightning-bolt shaped scar on his forehead. The other had silver-blond hair and steely grey eyes.
"And you're sure we can save her?" the blonde asked.
"Sure, if we work together." The other replied, then turned to Sarah. "Listen Miss. We're going to heal you our way. We only want a favour in return whenever we need it. Are you okay with that?" Sarah nodded, not really believing that it would work. "Good, this may hurt a bit. Hey, are you ready O Mighty One?" the last bit was said sarcastically and to the blonde.
They put their hands on her shoulders. Sarah gasped when she saw that their arms glowed. One was glowing golden, the other silver. Suddenly she could feel all her broken bones healing. It wasn't so hard to breath anymore and she got stronger. After a while she realised that they had taken away their hands.
"I had no idea that I could do that." The blonde said, he was standing guard by the door.
"Don't look at me, I've no idea why we can do it at all." The one with the green eyes replied, then he turned to her. He took her hand and turned her palm up. "What's your favourite animal?" he asked.
"A black panther," Sarah said, still in shock from the healing.
He held his palm and inch from hers. A golden light came from it and hit her palm. She felt a strong urge to scratch it but resisted.
"There," he said and put her hand down. "That's a reminder. Good night Sarah Goldberg."
The two of them stood in front of her bed again and where about to disappear when she remembered the man in the alley.
"Wait!" she said and the two of them looked at her. "After you disappeared in the alley, I saw a fat, balding man turn into a rat. Just thought you should know."
"She has already done us a favour." The blonde said. "You have no idea what that information means to us. And we thank you." He bowed a bit, and a second later the two of them were gone.
Sarah looked down at her palm. Her mouth dropped open. A black panther was there, it was walking around for a bit, then laid down and fell asleep. She smiled and leaned back at the pillows.
'The nurses are going to have a fit when they see me tomorrow!'
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Next morning in Number 4, Privet Drive everyone were waiting for the Daily Prophet. When it finally arrived, a fight broke out until they realised that Harry had the paper. He was leaning on the doorframe smiling at them with a raised eyebrow, his arms crossed at his chest.
"Oh, don't mind me." He said. "Carry on. I was just having such a wonderful time."
"He's got the paper! Take him!" Fred yelled.
Everyone got up and ran towards Harry who just stood there calmly. Suddenly he snapped his fingers and Fred and George, who where leading, tripped and fell. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco and Neville followed.
"Help me get everyone in the living room," Harry said. "Then we'll look at the paper."
It took some time to find everyone, but in the end they where all gathered at the same place.
"Why are we here?" Sirius asked.
"Don't look at me." Remus replied.
"This better be good." Snape growled darkly.
"Everyone be quiet!" George yelled. "The Daily Prophet has arrived."
"Harry, read it." Ginny said.
"Sure, just let me finish first." Harry said.
"We don't have all day, Potter." McGonagall said.
"If you don't read Harry, I'll be going to Azkaban for killing the famous Harry Potter. Literally." Sirius threatened.
Harry laughed and began to read.
'DRAGON EYE WITH DRAGON HELPERS
By Reeta Skeeter
Last night the Dragon Eye, worlds largest diamond, was transferred to a museum in New York City. The diamond was found by History Professor and Relic Hunter, Catherine Carmen.
On the way to the museum, the driver took a different route than planned. They got attacked by a group of Death Eaters, and saved by a group of people that the American Ministry of Magic has named the 'Red Dragons'.
"The Death Eaters just popped up on the floor," the Ministry night guard said. "All of them were stunned and had a little red dragon tattooed at their forehead."
We talked to the American Minister of Magic, Al Roosevelt.
"I think it's wonderful that someone finally stands up to You-Know-Who," he said. "These Red Dragons are exactly what the world needs."
The Daily Prophet also talked to our own Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"The Red Dragons are a important part of the Ministry. It was wonderful that someone finally started to take a stand. Men and women that are willing to give their lives for the sake of the good. We need more of those." After this touching statement, the Minister had to hurry off to an important meeting.
Everything I have to say is: GO RED DRAGONS!'
"Now that was touching," Draco said as Harry put the paper down. "The Minister made it look like as thought he was the one who started the Red Dragons."
"Well, that takes the suspicion away from me." Harry said. "We need to know what's going on in the Ministry. Who's up for starting a round of the Big Game?"
"The Big Game?!" Draco asked in shock. "But Potter, that's a Slytherin game!"
"The Big Game?" Neville said. "Doesn't that mean to have spies and contacts in important operations and so on, and have those spies do work for you?"
"Yep, and I'm the first Gryffindor to play it." Harry replied. "Yes Malfoy, I played it in my fifth and sixth year at school."
"So that was you!" McGonagall said. "I knew something was going on but I had no idea who was pulling the strings."
"Alright everyone," Mrs. Weasley said. "Back to work or whatever you where doing before the paper came."
"Herm, I think that spending a year as a beetle really did Skeeter good." They heard Ron say before he and Hermione went down to the Red Dragons Headquarters.
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That's it for now. I'll try to update soon, but don't expect a miracle.
I would like to thank Claire, Lily Evans and Crydwyn for reviewing.