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Chapter Ten-I Will Kill You All
Saturday, November First, The Great Hall, Harry entered for breakfast, much later then on a school day to find the hall mostly empty and smatterings of mourning students at the Gryfindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables, Slytherin seemingly unaffected by what ever struck the rest.
He walked over to his normal seat and sat down, Theo and Blaise immersed in the days Daily Prophet across from him. He took some eggs, kippers and toast, and had started buttering his toast when he caught the headline of the day's paper--THIRTY-ONE ATTACKS! HUNDREDS DEAD! DARK MARKS SIGHTED ACROSS GREAT BRITAIN AND IRELAND! --
He spit out the toast he'd just bitten into, stood up and yelled to his house-mates, whom are present at breakfast, "GET TO THE COMMON ROOM NOW!"
The rest of the hall and staff table watched as the Slytherins filed out and Potter take a paper left on the table, then follow his house-mates out.
Slytherin Common Room--
Harry stormed in, his robe billowing about, very much like his head of house's usual entrances. "If any of you are or plan to become Death Eaters, be forewarned, you can tell your relatives this as well, when VOLDEMORT DIES, SO DO YOU. Let it be known that if you do not die in battle, I will hunt you down and kill you! I suggest you go against your alliegences to the Dark Lord and join the light or die," and he turned around and left.
He pulled out the Marauders Map and rounded all students to there common rooms, giving them the same spiel he gave his own house, before returning to the head dorm.
He finally sat down to read who had been murdered, when in came Hermione Granger. "Hello Hermione, did you see?" he asked solemnly.
She nodded tearfully. "What happened? Was someone you know killed?"
"My Mum and Dad," she whispered, bursting into tears and collapsing into sobs on the couch, next to him.
Uncertainly he patted her back, and she collapsed into his chest, he tentatively moved his arms around her in a hug and continued to pat her back, after about forty-five minutes, maybe even an hour of sitting like that she finally regained her composure and sat up.
"Sorry."
"It's okay, I've got an idea," 'Damn I felt much more comfortable there then with a sobbing Chang, but Hermione is my friend, so I guess I'm comfortable with her,' he mused, as he ran up to his dorm and came back down with the mug and glass, properly scorgified and the bottle of firewhiskey from the previous Saturday.
"How about a toast to our parents?"
"Our?" she asked.
"Yeah, my mum and dad died sixteen years ago, yesterday, and."
She finished his sentence, "And so did mine, yes, let's toast to them." They raised there glasses and said, "To Our Mum's and Dad's," before downing there firewhiskey.
An owl flew in, dropped a note to Harry and flew out.
Hermione watched Harry intently as he read the note to himself, before turning to her and saying, "Snape wants to see me in his office, now. Don't get too down, you can get through this and besides, you would have been on your own anyway, right? After this year?"
"I'll try not to get too down, good luck."
"Thanks, you never know how my Head of House might be, Evil or just plain Terrifying, or so the first years say."
"Even Slytherin first years?"
Harry nodded, "Weren't you afraid of McGonagall?"
"Of course, were you?"
"Yeah, she can be one scary old woman, but I have so much respect for her. I'll see you later, I hope, now," and with that he went through the portrait hole, through the corridors, down the staircases to the dungeons and Snape's office.
Harry knocked to the door to the Head of Slytherin House, Severus Snape's office. "Come in," came the annoyed reply.
"Professor Snape, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes, Potter, sit down," gesturing to one of the chairs before his desk, then Snape started to mutter silencing charms, sealing the room from prying ears.
"Potter, you know, I've never seen Slytherin so afraid of one of there own before! You've suceeded in scaring the shit out of the school, good job!"
Harry stared at Snape in shock. "Potter?" He waved a hand in front of Harry's face.
Harry nodded, "Huh? What have you done to Professor Severus Snape?" Snape laughed. "Seriously, where is Professor Snape?" Harry asked outloud, musing, 'Snape laughing! Saying I did something right?'
"Potter, do you need some veritiserum to prove it is I, Severus Snape, or will you believe I am not just your Deatheater, member of the Order, Head of House? You've known my alligences all along, the rest of our house though... you know what they and the rest of the school think all too well, do you not?"
"I know the prejudices of this school and this world very well."
"That I guessed and today you have painted yet another target upon your back, or you've used threats of Death as well as the Dark Lord himself. I hope it is the latter, plus anyone who scares there peers shitless will get there respect, as long as you don't threaten them so much, they do you in, which may be another result of your outburst, though you probably gained some points with Gryfindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and lost a few in your own house."
"Sadly, I know and I expect the threats from Deatheater parents to start rolling in."
"Indeed. Have you been preparing? In anticipation of what will happen?"
"Sir, I've been preparing since the summer after my fifth year, my year of hell, picking anyone who may know anythings brains, and reading and practicing as many spells, potions, charms and curses that may help as possible, sir."
"Good, If I get news of when he plans to attack you, I will forwarn you, because as you very well know, Dumbledore, as great a man as he is, has many shortcomings, which include keeping things from you." Snape sniffed at Harry, "Potter have you been drinking?"
Harry bowed his head, "Yes, sir."
"And why? Might I ask?"
"You know of Slytherin's post victory parties I assume?"
"Of course."
"Well after the victory last Saturday, there was a bottle of Firewhiskey in my robe when I returned to the Head Dorms, I had some left from that night, so I proposed to Her.. Granger and I toast to our parents, so we did, with a shot of firewhiskey each, sir, that is why."
"How did Miss Granger react to her parents deaths?"
"She cried for awhile, I don't know about before then, but afterwards she seemed alright."
"That is good, will you be able to handle Head duties solely for awhile?"
"Yes, sir, I'd be able to, might have to let Blaise run practices a few days, but I'd be able to handle it."
"Good, good, and you have my approval to miss a few practices for that reason, you should be off now, it's almost time for dinner, and I suspect you need to get in some homework."
"Of course sir, thank you sir."
"Out you go, Potter."
Headmaster Dumbledore stood at the beginning of dinner and along with Professor McGonagall brought the students to attention, "Thank you. In light of last nights events. The students who lost family members are allowed to go home for the last rites of the now diseased. The Hogwarts Express will leave for King's Cross at Ten O' Clock tomorrow morning, Owls have already been sent to your next of kin, and transportation has been arranged by the ministry to your homes. Thank you for your time, Dig In."
A sigh of relief rose from many, glad they'd be able to go home for there family members' funerals'.
"Harry, how are you going to arrange time for practice, homework, and yours and Granger's head duties?" Theo asked.
"Spider? You up to running a few practices?"
"Sure, the after dinner, curfew time ones?"
"Yeah, thanks mate."
"Not a problem."
"Hey try to work with Eric on.."
"Harry, I got it, I will Captain, you team will be in good hands."
Harry nodded.
I don't know if that's the best place to stop or not, sorry, will maybe have an actual class next chapter, lol, hope you enjoyed this sad chapter. Please review. Thanks to orangatanggurl for the review.
Chapter Ten-I Will Kill You All
Saturday, November First, The Great Hall, Harry entered for breakfast, much later then on a school day to find the hall mostly empty and smatterings of mourning students at the Gryfindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables, Slytherin seemingly unaffected by what ever struck the rest.
He walked over to his normal seat and sat down, Theo and Blaise immersed in the days Daily Prophet across from him. He took some eggs, kippers and toast, and had started buttering his toast when he caught the headline of the day's paper--THIRTY-ONE ATTACKS! HUNDREDS DEAD! DARK MARKS SIGHTED ACROSS GREAT BRITAIN AND IRELAND! --
He spit out the toast he'd just bitten into, stood up and yelled to his house-mates, whom are present at breakfast, "GET TO THE COMMON ROOM NOW!"
The rest of the hall and staff table watched as the Slytherins filed out and Potter take a paper left on the table, then follow his house-mates out.
Slytherin Common Room--
Harry stormed in, his robe billowing about, very much like his head of house's usual entrances. "If any of you are or plan to become Death Eaters, be forewarned, you can tell your relatives this as well, when VOLDEMORT DIES, SO DO YOU. Let it be known that if you do not die in battle, I will hunt you down and kill you! I suggest you go against your alliegences to the Dark Lord and join the light or die," and he turned around and left.
He pulled out the Marauders Map and rounded all students to there common rooms, giving them the same spiel he gave his own house, before returning to the head dorm.
He finally sat down to read who had been murdered, when in came Hermione Granger. "Hello Hermione, did you see?" he asked solemnly.
She nodded tearfully. "What happened? Was someone you know killed?"
"My Mum and Dad," she whispered, bursting into tears and collapsing into sobs on the couch, next to him.
Uncertainly he patted her back, and she collapsed into his chest, he tentatively moved his arms around her in a hug and continued to pat her back, after about forty-five minutes, maybe even an hour of sitting like that she finally regained her composure and sat up.
"Sorry."
"It's okay, I've got an idea," 'Damn I felt much more comfortable there then with a sobbing Chang, but Hermione is my friend, so I guess I'm comfortable with her,' he mused, as he ran up to his dorm and came back down with the mug and glass, properly scorgified and the bottle of firewhiskey from the previous Saturday.
"How about a toast to our parents?"
"Our?" she asked.
"Yeah, my mum and dad died sixteen years ago, yesterday, and."
She finished his sentence, "And so did mine, yes, let's toast to them." They raised there glasses and said, "To Our Mum's and Dad's," before downing there firewhiskey.
An owl flew in, dropped a note to Harry and flew out.
Hermione watched Harry intently as he read the note to himself, before turning to her and saying, "Snape wants to see me in his office, now. Don't get too down, you can get through this and besides, you would have been on your own anyway, right? After this year?"
"I'll try not to get too down, good luck."
"Thanks, you never know how my Head of House might be, Evil or just plain Terrifying, or so the first years say."
"Even Slytherin first years?"
Harry nodded, "Weren't you afraid of McGonagall?"
"Of course, were you?"
"Yeah, she can be one scary old woman, but I have so much respect for her. I'll see you later, I hope, now," and with that he went through the portrait hole, through the corridors, down the staircases to the dungeons and Snape's office.
Harry knocked to the door to the Head of Slytherin House, Severus Snape's office. "Come in," came the annoyed reply.
"Professor Snape, you wanted to see me?"
"Yes, Potter, sit down," gesturing to one of the chairs before his desk, then Snape started to mutter silencing charms, sealing the room from prying ears.
"Potter, you know, I've never seen Slytherin so afraid of one of there own before! You've suceeded in scaring the shit out of the school, good job!"
Harry stared at Snape in shock. "Potter?" He waved a hand in front of Harry's face.
Harry nodded, "Huh? What have you done to Professor Severus Snape?" Snape laughed. "Seriously, where is Professor Snape?" Harry asked outloud, musing, 'Snape laughing! Saying I did something right?'
"Potter, do you need some veritiserum to prove it is I, Severus Snape, or will you believe I am not just your Deatheater, member of the Order, Head of House? You've known my alligences all along, the rest of our house though... you know what they and the rest of the school think all too well, do you not?"
"I know the prejudices of this school and this world very well."
"That I guessed and today you have painted yet another target upon your back, or you've used threats of Death as well as the Dark Lord himself. I hope it is the latter, plus anyone who scares there peers shitless will get there respect, as long as you don't threaten them so much, they do you in, which may be another result of your outburst, though you probably gained some points with Gryfindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and lost a few in your own house."
"Sadly, I know and I expect the threats from Deatheater parents to start rolling in."
"Indeed. Have you been preparing? In anticipation of what will happen?"
"Sir, I've been preparing since the summer after my fifth year, my year of hell, picking anyone who may know anythings brains, and reading and practicing as many spells, potions, charms and curses that may help as possible, sir."
"Good, If I get news of when he plans to attack you, I will forwarn you, because as you very well know, Dumbledore, as great a man as he is, has many shortcomings, which include keeping things from you." Snape sniffed at Harry, "Potter have you been drinking?"
Harry bowed his head, "Yes, sir."
"And why? Might I ask?"
"You know of Slytherin's post victory parties I assume?"
"Of course."
"Well after the victory last Saturday, there was a bottle of Firewhiskey in my robe when I returned to the Head Dorms, I had some left from that night, so I proposed to Her.. Granger and I toast to our parents, so we did, with a shot of firewhiskey each, sir, that is why."
"How did Miss Granger react to her parents deaths?"
"She cried for awhile, I don't know about before then, but afterwards she seemed alright."
"That is good, will you be able to handle Head duties solely for awhile?"
"Yes, sir, I'd be able to, might have to let Blaise run practices a few days, but I'd be able to handle it."
"Good, good, and you have my approval to miss a few practices for that reason, you should be off now, it's almost time for dinner, and I suspect you need to get in some homework."
"Of course sir, thank you sir."
"Out you go, Potter."
Headmaster Dumbledore stood at the beginning of dinner and along with Professor McGonagall brought the students to attention, "Thank you. In light of last nights events. The students who lost family members are allowed to go home for the last rites of the now diseased. The Hogwarts Express will leave for King's Cross at Ten O' Clock tomorrow morning, Owls have already been sent to your next of kin, and transportation has been arranged by the ministry to your homes. Thank you for your time, Dig In."
A sigh of relief rose from many, glad they'd be able to go home for there family members' funerals'.
"Harry, how are you going to arrange time for practice, homework, and yours and Granger's head duties?" Theo asked.
"Spider? You up to running a few practices?"
"Sure, the after dinner, curfew time ones?"
"Yeah, thanks mate."
"Not a problem."
"Hey try to work with Eric on.."
"Harry, I got it, I will Captain, you team will be in good hands."
Harry nodded.
I don't know if that's the best place to stop or not, sorry, will maybe have an actual class next chapter, lol, hope you enjoyed this sad chapter. Please review. Thanks to orangatanggurl for the review.