TITLE: The Goddess Must Be Crazy.. Who Are We Kidding? She Is.

AUTHOR: Silence

DISCLAIMER: See previous parts

SPOILERS: General warning for everything.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: If you haven't, it might be a great idea to read "Confessions of a Mary Sue" before reading this.

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Hello, I'm Sil and I'll be your hostess today.

BookCrazy77: Hehe. Amalthea is such an evil witch. You just can't keep an ego filled wench like her down. And look! A new part!

Holly:o): Yes he should.. If only to appease fangirls such as myself.. But alas. No plans for that. Hehe. *gives a key to the treasure room full of Cookies of DOOM since you seem to want them so much* And I'm trying to be careful!

Bleh. Sorry for the delay, but hoy. The weather was killer. Literally. I've been hiding in the basement for days.. *sighs* Here's to hoping the coming weather won't be as horrible. Uber hugs to all with Cookies of DOOM!

~Silence, who is such a freak.. And scaredy cat~

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Part 7: Brash Behavior

Mythe turned the page in a dusty old tome, careful not to tear the fragile paper. "What do you want, Potter?"

Harry sighed and stopped his pacing. "What are we doing? We need to be looking for Dumbledore and Hagrid!"

"We won't find them." Mythe replied, not looking up from her tome. "They were taken by something more powerful then you."

"And how do you know?" Harry asked, his eyes narrowing in accusation. "Did you have something to do with it?"

"Taking old men and half giants are not my style." Mythe said in a dry tone. "I already cast a spell to track them, but I received nothing."

"Course that could just mean they're dead." 13 said helpfully as he popped some more of Bertie Bott's beans in his mouth.

"How do I know that you had nothing to do with it?" Harry said, his attention now on the imp. "You came from nowhere and suddenly they're gone."

"Because I said I didn't!" 13 said defensively. "Come on! I'm a good guy! Mythe can vouch for me! I was with her when they vanished!"

Harry's eyes snapped towards Mythe who was still reading from the tome as if everything were normal. He sighed. "Fine. What about Lacey?"

13's eyes brightened. "I'll go check on her!"

"I think not." Mythe snapped. She flashed him a warning look before turning to Harry. "She's fine. I gave her some potions I.. borrowed, from Snape's office."

"But what happened?" Harry asked. "First she has a vision when I felt--"

Mythe's brow arched. "Felt what?"

Harry debated telling her, but he was stuck. Like it or not, he had a feeling he was stuck with the DADA Instructor from Hell for awhile longer. "My scar." He reached up and brushed his fingertips against the lightning bolt scar on his forehead. "It hurt. I saw.. I'm not sure what I saw. It was more of a feeling then anything. But it was Voldemort. I know it."

"So Voldemort returns." Mythe looked curious. "Dumbledore disappears, a girl appears on our very doorstep, finds a murder weapon she used that belonged to her victim at the scene of the crime, and has a break down before something attacks her. This reeks of a villain team up."

Mythe set the book aside and rose to her feet. She ran a hand through her short hair and began muttering. "She had something to do with this.. I know it. I'm going to kill her."

Luckily, Harry took no notice, as he didn't hear her, but 13 grinned.

"We'll do this the hard way, Potter." Mythe said. "Go through the list of death eaters that are still around and work from there. Which of Voldemort's followers haven't been taken care of?"

Harry stared at her a moment, realizing that the woman said Voldemort's name in a casual way, as if he wasn't the scourge of the wizarding world, and with absolutely no fear what so ever. He mentally shook his head. "The Malfoys are the only ones still alive, besides Snape of course."

"Snape is of no consequence." Mythe said. "We know where his allegiance lies." She motioned towards the imp. "Come here, Imp."

13 flew over with an annoyed mutter. He was getting rather tired of being treated with such foul sense of respect, and not getting anything out of the deal. "What?"

"Open a portal to the Malfoy residence." Mythe ordered. "You and I are going to pay them a visit." Mythe glanced at Harry. "I suggest you watch the girl. She's no doubt a key to finding out what's happening."

Harry shook his head. "Are you insane? Lucius and Draco are dangerous on their own, and you're going to just 'pay them a visit'?"

"I can handle them." Mythe said, before stepping through the newly opened portal.

13 waved at Harry before following. "Told you. Hard ass bitch."

The portal snapped shut, leaving Harry to sigh. "Bloody hell. Where was she when I was in school?"

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Mythe stepped through the portal and found herself standing in the Malfoy living room. The portal shut and Imp 13 quickly hid in the shadows before the owners of the home noticed him.

Mythe calmly stared at the two Malfoys that were present. Both were tall with white blond hair. Lucius wore his hair longish, while Draco's was slicked back and short. Lucius's usually arrogant expression was now marred with shock at Mythe's sudden appearance. Surprisingly, Draco looked less surprised and more bored than anything.

"How dare you invade our home!" The senior Malfoy shouted, causing Draco to roll his eyes. "What business do you have here?"

The DADA instructor strolled over to Lucius and smiled. It wasn't a friendly smile to say the least. Her brown eyes stared into Lucius'.. and Draco's own eyes widened as his father seemed to shrink away from her.

Draco's mind reeled. Who was this woman who could make his father react like that?

"My name is Professor Mythe." She said simply. She leaned closer to Lucius, "I'm looking for Professor Dumbledore. You know where he is. You're going to tell me."

Lucius suddenly smiled, regaining his composure. "I think not."

Mythe's smile never faded as she grabbed Lucius by his robes. "Listen up you, pale skinned bleached blond with a stick up his ass. I've seen evil, I've seen lackeys, and I've seen cannon fodder. Right now, you're ranking with cannon fodder. So let's make this simple and you tell me what the fuck is going on, and I don't rip what little bit of a spine you have out your narrow ass."

"Do you honestly think, a mudblood such as yourself could intimidate me?" Lucius growled.

"Obviously, she can." Draco uttered under his breath. He watched as Lucius grew more confident and arrogant, even as Mythe stayed as collected as ever.

Lucius sneered down at her. "Remove yourself from my home."

Mythe released him and stepped back. "Or what?"

Draco watched as Lucius's arm rose with lightening speed, his wand aimed at the woman.

"Avada Kedavara."

Mythe went flying and fell to the richly carpeted floor with a thud.

Lucius smiled at Draco in satisfaction. "That was pathetic." Draco mentally rolled his eyes at his father's smug look. "I do believe we have a prior engagement."

The moment they had apparated away, 13 flew out of his hiding place and over to Mythe's prone form. The imp stared at her and tilted his head. He fluttered closer as a video camera appeared in his hand.

"Dead Girls Gone Wild!" He cackled. "Anyone feel like a little necrophilia?" Suddenly, 13 let out a painful gasp and dropped the camera as a hand shot out and clutched his throat tightly.

"Don't even think about it, 13."

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INTERLUDE

He stared at His employee in irritation. "You're blocking the view."

Said employee stepped away from the tv screen with a shrug. "Did she?"

"Yes."

"Wonderful." Bitterness laced the voice as a hand ran through stylish hair. "I'll kill her."

He looked up from the tv. "Try not to. She's done so much to put this in motion."

"This was planned??"

"Contingency. Just in case. Don't worry." He waved His hand as if making the problem go away.. Which He could if He wanted, but of course that would be easy. Not too mention it wouldn't make for great television. "Have a little fun. And try not to break your promise."

"…."

"Now if you don't mind, there's an imp trying to grope a dead body on tv."

"WHAT?!!!!"

END INTERLUDE

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She was gone.

Harry massaged his temples warily. He'd gone to check on Lacey, only to find her missing. "Brilliant. Bloody brilliant. I'm left in charge of one person and I lose them. How the hell does that happen?"

"Bad baby sitting skills." Lacey said as she tapped him on the shoulder. At his surprised look, she shrugged. "I had to clean up."

Clean up she did. Apparently she'd also stolen a Hogwarts robe from somewhere, as she was now wearing it over her outfit.

Lacey shrugged when he gave a questionable look at her new article of clothing. "I got cold. Castles are drafty. Last time I was in someplace like this, I was wearing full on travel gear, and later on a kick ass set of dragon scales. Chills weren't a problem… Unless Legolas was present, but that's a whole different kind of chill.." She sighed wistfully. "I miss that. I wish I had my bag of holding too. I bet there's still Lembas in that thing." She shook her head out of her wistful zone. "So where's Scary Sue and the little pervert from hell? I'd like to snap his neck."

"Apparently they went to see the Malfoys." Harry explained as he led her out of the room and down the halls of Hogwarts. "That was over two hours ago."

"And they didn't come back?" Lacey frowned. "Well there's the tragic Sue moment."

"What?"

"It's standard to kill off a Mary Sue and cause angst among the characters." Lacey toyed with the hat on her head. "Or it's possible she's a convenient plot device and we won't see her again until later. Or she's really the bad guy in disguise. Or a crony. You never know."

"Do you have any idea how odd you sound?" Harry asked her.

She nodded. "Yes I do. You try talking like me when in Middle Earth and trying very hard not to kill two evil little skanks before ruining your fandom."

Harry paused mentally, debating on pointing something out, "But.. You did, didn't you?"

Lacey went quiet, causing Harry to wonder if she was ignoring him. But she finally replied to him, her voice cool but soft. "Yeah. Sue. Amalthea. I was trying to save Boromir, and Mary, the other Mary Sue, she tried to kill me. Legolas stepped in and shot her before she could. I almost reached Boromir on time.. But Sue.. She tackled me. We started to fight." She shrugged and threw on a faux smile. "She tried to off me, I got her knife first and I stabbed her. Game over."

Harry didn't like the way she tried to shrug it off, but moved on anyway. "So what exactly does this.. Amalthea want?"

"I'm not sure." Lacey's brow creased in thought. "But if she's alive, and according to that lovely agony from earlier she most definitely is, it's not good. She was the more twisted one of the damning duo."

There was a loud crash quickly followed by an explosion a few doorways down, causing both to freeze.

"What the fuck was that?" Lacey exclaimed.

Harry pulled out his wand. "I suppose there's only one way to find out."

Lacey watched as Harry slowly headed for the new source of distraction. She fidgeted for a moment before sighing. "Oh hell. Wait up!"