"You had better be able to, BOY," barked Molly Weasley.
"We couldn't leave this particular Death Eater behind, Molly," the figure replied.
"AND WHY IS THAT EXACTLY?!" roared Molly.
Without a reply the figure whipped off the Death Eater's mask. There was a collective gasp and even Molly took a seat.
"It's....it's.....it's......" Words failed Molly as every single person in the room stared at the face of Cornelius Fudge, infamous Minister of Magic.
"It can't be, maybe it's a transformed Minister," stuttered Arthur Weasley.
The figure simply nodded and indicated a tear in the sleeve where a round circle in blue ink and with two inter-locking M's were clearly visible. Every adult wizard in the room groaned at the mark.
"There's no mistaking that mark and it can't be faked," he said with a glum voice.
"How did you find him?" Arthur asked gently.
"He got caught by a bad stun blast and fell into Kidd here," he indicated the attractive young woman behind him. "I went to pull him off of her and his mask fell off. I had some of the younger fighters pull him into safety about the time Severus went down. I had him taken with him."
Molly suddenly snapped up and said, "Any injuries, sweetie?"
There was a chuckle from all of them and the figure said, "Only James, he saw the kids getting attacked and ran to help, took out a few dozen by himself. Got slashed bad though." A man stepped forward from the back and most people gasped at his terrible wounds. Pomfrey and Molly rushed forward to help him and Harry and Blaise both recognized the face of their driver.
"The driver, he was a wizard." Blaise stuttered out.
"Well of course. We wanted you to have privacy but protection was in order. It was Shadow who suggested a watchful limousine driver." Arthur explained quietly. Harry and Blaise both nodded.
Molly spoke up in a quivering voice, "I think maybe you kids should go on up now, there's business to discuss and not a word about the Minister."
The kids were about to start complaining when a voice whispered softly in Harry's ear. "Do as they say, Potter, you will be informed by a friend."
When Harry turned no one was there but he made his way out the door with a goodnight. Everyone else followed him. He walked quietly up the stairs with the others following confusedly behind him. He barely noticed that many of the decorations had been moved and when he entered his room he let out a sigh that the blank picture wasn't there any longer. He fell onto his bed and everyone else just stared at him. Ron looked shocked and just fell back onto his bed. The girls said goodnight and slipped away where the two best friends lay staring at the ceiling in silent thought.
"So," began Ron, "Slytherins can change for the good."
Harry nodded slowly and then asked," How did you know who she was? I didn't think even Hermione picked up on who she was, mate."
It took time for Ron to reply to this question that would reveal his secret. "Well mate, it all started back in the Ministry when those brains attacked me. The doctors got them off but it seems some of the greatest minds in the world were in that tank and a part of each one is still in me. While everything was going on, one of them matched her with what I had stored in my mind."
"Oh," Harry replied, "So there's other people in your mind?" he asked quietly.
Ron nodded silently. "Yeah, I've found I'm better than normal at chess and I've taken to biding my time ordering the pieces against each other using one of the other minds as my opponent."
Harry let out a light chuckle. "Well, you'll never have to worry again about finding someone to play."
Half-laughing Ron replied, "True. Never thought of it that way but it's true. But we'd best get to sleep before Mum comes up here to check on us."
Harry nodded and they both lay there, still dressed in their clothes from that day. Harry lay awake along time thinking about things that had happened to him recently.
When he finally drifted off to sleep the first thing he saw was a circle of stones and in the middle two figures were dancing around each other, deadly swords in their hands. One was a figure Harry had come to know very well recently. The tall strange shape of the lion who walked like a man was one of the figures. He was dressed from neck to torso in strange armor, Harry thought it might be ancient Roman. The other figure wore form-fitting black armor that covered him from toe to neck and then went down to his elbows. Under it he wore a black long sleeved shirt and matching gloves. Black hair hung to his shoulders and his face was covered with a black mask. As Harry watched from the walls the black figure parried Kage's sword and flipped the sword from his hand. With one move he sent the sword in an arch towards Kage's head. Kage dropped to the ground and the figure stood over him. The man raised his sword high over his head. The sword glinted in the sun as it came down towards Kage's heart.
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A/N: 929 words without the Author's Note. I'm sorry it took me so long to get this out. I wanted to post a A/N but FF.Net won't let you anymore. Thank you all for reviewing and sticking with this story. I'm about to be out for Spring Break in about a week or so and I plan on trying to update more. The next part should be up sooner than this one came because I know a good bit about the dream. Now a word to my reviewers.
linky2 - Yeah, that's what I was planning but it probably won't be a huge event just side-like. Thanks for reviewing, hope you liked the new chapter.
Jeni Black - Thanks, I know this one isn't long but I'm working on the next one. Hope you liked the story. Also I'm gonna probably work on Phoenix Squadron sometime I have a good bit of ideas and the next chapters stored somewhere on one of my computers.
Vaneguard - Thanks, hope you enjoyed this one.
Final Note - From now on if I get five reviews I will work very hard to get at least a 1,000 word chapter out. More than that may get me really inspired. Goodbye, Farewell To You My Friends. So long until next time.
"We couldn't leave this particular Death Eater behind, Molly," the figure replied.
"AND WHY IS THAT EXACTLY?!" roared Molly.
Without a reply the figure whipped off the Death Eater's mask. There was a collective gasp and even Molly took a seat.
"It's....it's.....it's......" Words failed Molly as every single person in the room stared at the face of Cornelius Fudge, infamous Minister of Magic.
"It can't be, maybe it's a transformed Minister," stuttered Arthur Weasley.
The figure simply nodded and indicated a tear in the sleeve where a round circle in blue ink and with two inter-locking M's were clearly visible. Every adult wizard in the room groaned at the mark.
"There's no mistaking that mark and it can't be faked," he said with a glum voice.
"How did you find him?" Arthur asked gently.
"He got caught by a bad stun blast and fell into Kidd here," he indicated the attractive young woman behind him. "I went to pull him off of her and his mask fell off. I had some of the younger fighters pull him into safety about the time Severus went down. I had him taken with him."
Molly suddenly snapped up and said, "Any injuries, sweetie?"
There was a chuckle from all of them and the figure said, "Only James, he saw the kids getting attacked and ran to help, took out a few dozen by himself. Got slashed bad though." A man stepped forward from the back and most people gasped at his terrible wounds. Pomfrey and Molly rushed forward to help him and Harry and Blaise both recognized the face of their driver.
"The driver, he was a wizard." Blaise stuttered out.
"Well of course. We wanted you to have privacy but protection was in order. It was Shadow who suggested a watchful limousine driver." Arthur explained quietly. Harry and Blaise both nodded.
Molly spoke up in a quivering voice, "I think maybe you kids should go on up now, there's business to discuss and not a word about the Minister."
The kids were about to start complaining when a voice whispered softly in Harry's ear. "Do as they say, Potter, you will be informed by a friend."
When Harry turned no one was there but he made his way out the door with a goodnight. Everyone else followed him. He walked quietly up the stairs with the others following confusedly behind him. He barely noticed that many of the decorations had been moved and when he entered his room he let out a sigh that the blank picture wasn't there any longer. He fell onto his bed and everyone else just stared at him. Ron looked shocked and just fell back onto his bed. The girls said goodnight and slipped away where the two best friends lay staring at the ceiling in silent thought.
"So," began Ron, "Slytherins can change for the good."
Harry nodded slowly and then asked," How did you know who she was? I didn't think even Hermione picked up on who she was, mate."
It took time for Ron to reply to this question that would reveal his secret. "Well mate, it all started back in the Ministry when those brains attacked me. The doctors got them off but it seems some of the greatest minds in the world were in that tank and a part of each one is still in me. While everything was going on, one of them matched her with what I had stored in my mind."
"Oh," Harry replied, "So there's other people in your mind?" he asked quietly.
Ron nodded silently. "Yeah, I've found I'm better than normal at chess and I've taken to biding my time ordering the pieces against each other using one of the other minds as my opponent."
Harry let out a light chuckle. "Well, you'll never have to worry again about finding someone to play."
Half-laughing Ron replied, "True. Never thought of it that way but it's true. But we'd best get to sleep before Mum comes up here to check on us."
Harry nodded and they both lay there, still dressed in their clothes from that day. Harry lay awake along time thinking about things that had happened to him recently.
When he finally drifted off to sleep the first thing he saw was a circle of stones and in the middle two figures were dancing around each other, deadly swords in their hands. One was a figure Harry had come to know very well recently. The tall strange shape of the lion who walked like a man was one of the figures. He was dressed from neck to torso in strange armor, Harry thought it might be ancient Roman. The other figure wore form-fitting black armor that covered him from toe to neck and then went down to his elbows. Under it he wore a black long sleeved shirt and matching gloves. Black hair hung to his shoulders and his face was covered with a black mask. As Harry watched from the walls the black figure parried Kage's sword and flipped the sword from his hand. With one move he sent the sword in an arch towards Kage's head. Kage dropped to the ground and the figure stood over him. The man raised his sword high over his head. The sword glinted in the sun as it came down towards Kage's heart.
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A/N: 929 words without the Author's Note. I'm sorry it took me so long to get this out. I wanted to post a A/N but FF.Net won't let you anymore. Thank you all for reviewing and sticking with this story. I'm about to be out for Spring Break in about a week or so and I plan on trying to update more. The next part should be up sooner than this one came because I know a good bit about the dream. Now a word to my reviewers.
linky2 - Yeah, that's what I was planning but it probably won't be a huge event just side-like. Thanks for reviewing, hope you liked the new chapter.
Jeni Black - Thanks, I know this one isn't long but I'm working on the next one. Hope you liked the story. Also I'm gonna probably work on Phoenix Squadron sometime I have a good bit of ideas and the next chapters stored somewhere on one of my computers.
Vaneguard - Thanks, hope you enjoyed this one.
Final Note - From now on if I get five reviews I will work very hard to get at least a 1,000 word chapter out. More than that may get me really inspired. Goodbye, Farewell To You My Friends. So long until next time.