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||Keeper of Shadows|| Chapter 4: Hidden Venom.

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'Thoughts'

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Daggyr stalked through the forest silently. Outside, his face was calm and unreadable, however, inside, his emotion was as different as Voldemont and Neville Longbottom.

' Those infuriating idiots.' he mentally seethed, '.I'm going to get my revenge on them as soon as I dealt with oldy mouldy Voldie.' he proceeded concocting terrible tortures for the little happy goodie goodie group.

This was perhaps the reason why the Absolute Master Assassin failed to notice he was being followed by piercing violet eyes.

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"Albus, are you alright? I mean are YOU MAD!?!?! You just apologized to a useless traitor that had basically sold."

"No Serverus.we were the truly guilty ones."

Dumbledore stood up and started hurrying back into the walls of Fort Hogwarts, flanked by the rest of the group, he bolted up towards Hogwarts castle and almost sprinted into Dumbledore's office, nearly startling Fawkes from her perch. Frantically, Dumbledore opened and shut draws until he found what he was looking for, a letter in an official looking purple envelope.

[Dear Albus, I have to hurry now, already, there are Death Eaters at the Ministry gate. Harry Potter is innocent!!! We had captured Petigrew and questioned him under Truth Potion (A/N: What's the name of the potion called again? I have a complete mental blank.starts with 'V' I think, I'll greatly appreciate it if someone tells me what it is called again.and preferable spelt correctly so I can use it later!!) I'm sending you the report with this letter. I can't say much, my magical eye has informed me that the Death Eaters are already in the Foyer. Good Luck Albus. CONSTANT VIGILANCE.remember that!

Alastor Moody 13th May 1999 (A/N: Anyone with any idea what year Harry was born?.exactly)]

"13th May? Isn't that when the Ministry fell?" McGonagall whispered softly. Dumbledore's hands shook as he pulled out another piece of parchment from the envelope.

[ DEPARTMENT OF MYSTERIES~ MINISTRY OF MAGIC Date: 12th May 1999

Questioning of Peter Kevin Pettigrew~~

Alastor Moody: So.Look up at me.What is your name? Peter Kevin Pettigrew: Peter Kevin Pettigrew. A.M: Aren't you dead? P.P: No,.I faked my own death . . . . A.M: Can you tell me, about the murder of the muggles and a school of muggle children. P.P: It was a setup.I did it.a simple Polyjuice potion. The Dark Lord shall rule!]

The assembled group stared in shock.

"Dumbledore.why didn't you tell us?"

Dumbledore sighed forlornly, "By the time I got the letter, from Alastor's owl, Vigilance, the ministry had already fallen, so was the daily prophet and everything. Harry Potter was already proclaimed dead."

"But still." Ron looked up tiredly, exhaustion evident in his chestnut eyes, "why didn't you tell US."

"Sorry."

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A black streak leaped down from the trees and attacked in lightning movements. A dagger biting into the flesh of Daggyr's arm. Instinctively, he sprang into action. Spinning around with a fluid motion and pinned the attacker to a tree. He flicked his wrist and his favourite dagger slid onto his open palm. He pressed the dagger to the throat of the attacker.

"Identify yourself." Daggyr whispered, voice as deadly and smooth as silk rustling against a dagger.

Suddenly, pain shot down and paralyzed his injured arm. 'Damn, poison, Paralysis Serum' .

The cloaked attacked spun around and sent a flying kick towards Daggyr's head, missing narrowly as Daggyr quickly sent ropes of fire snaking around his attacker's limbs. Scowling, he grabbed a small vial from his cloak before the poison started spreading to other parts of his body and sipped the vial delicately, shivering as the antidote set out to work, freeing his limb.

Daggyr stood up and walked over to his attacker. He swiftly pulled out his gun and with a light flick, the hood of the cloak fell away, revealing mass of long black hair that seemed almost purple in the watery moonlight. He pressed the gun to her forehead.

"Who are you? And speak now on why I shouldn't kill you?"

Violet eyes glanced up and met emerald ones.

"Fine, Kill me then, I deserve to die for my incompetence."

Frowning, Daggyr pushed aside her dark ponytail revealing a red eye tattooed on her neck.

"I shall spare you.I am Assassin Daggyr."

He didn't mention his true title on purpose. Some things are best kept secret for now, surprises come in handy. He reached out and offered his hand in the customary gesture of ShadowKeeper friendship.

The girl eyed Daggyr carefully, "I am Assassin Venom." She shook his hand firmly.

ShadowKeepers are strictly bound by honour amongst brethren, by accepting this alliance meant that neither is allowed to attack the other unless there was a valid reason. Both relaxed considerably.

"What are you doing around the Forebidden Forest, Venom?"

"I have been waiting here to seek my revenge. On Voldemont and his little circus." Daggyr discreetly checked for any lying, nope, only the truth.

"So you feel the same way also." He spat disgustedly.

Venom raised a delicate eyebrow, "You too?"

"Yes, you live here?"

Venom thought for a moment, violet eyes scanning for deceit, 'Yes, I believe I trust Daggyr.for now.'

She pulled what looked like a key from a pocket in her leather trousers and then went up to the nearest tree. She plunged the key into the trunk, the wood of the key merging with the wood of the tree trunk.

Daggyr glanced up. A white glow started to form on one of the upper branched of the tree, what appeared to look a cross between a tree house and a cabin took form, balancing magically on the branches.

"Clever." Daggyr nodded.

Venom gave a cheeky grin then leapt up to her cabin in a single leap. Daggyr felt a cushion of air pass him and gracefully float the female ShadowKeeper to her treehouse home. 'She must be Skilled in air and wind I suppose.'

"Come up!" Venom's face peered from over the side of the cabin.

"How do you expect me to? I don't control air like you do!" Daggyr humph- ed.

'Ok, I must somehow go up 25 or so metres into that stupid tree.think Daggyr.think.ahh'

Daggyr gave a toothy grin. He closed his eyes and sought out the magnetic fields which he twisted and tampered till he found himself repelled from the ground, quickly he released the magnetic forces not before landing unceremoniously on the deck of the cabin.

"Ooophf"

"I hope you had a nice flight." Venom rolled her eyes sarcastically.

She slid her key into the tree trunk again and a greenish tinge circled the cabin. "Illusion charm" she said simply.

Daggyr gave a curt nod and surveyed his surroundings.

It seemed to be a simple cabin, made entirely of wood. It had no windows, yet there seemed to be a continuous breeze keeping the air inside comfortably warm. A small deck jutted out from the cabin, warm coals were arranged in a circle in the middle, a pot was left on top of it to cool.

"Nice." Daggyr nodded appreciatively.

"Thank you, do you want some soup?" Venom handed Daggyr a bowl of broth, setting herself down beside the coals.

Daggyr examined the bowl of soup thoughtfully, and only after he was sure that the soup wasn't poisoned he took a sip, "I don't understand, why do you trust me, just swaggered into your territory and you looked me over and decided to trust me immediately, I felt some sort of power, not sure what though.

Venom whistled, impressed and fetched a bowl of soup for herself. "Well, I have weak Judging abilities, I can only tell if someone is trustworthy, but only for the present, I don't know if you will be forever loyal or anything." Smoothly Venom changed the subject, she pulled back an annoying lock of hair that obscured her vision "so, why do you hate Voldemont?"

"Well, he destroyed my life, and I'm going to destroy his."

Venom laughed, "Same here!"

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"So, I get to sleep in THAT?" Daggyr joked, feeling more at ease with someone of his own kind, with same opinions and goals.

A hammock swayed between two trees, made of vines that were toughened by layers of spells that Venom had cast. She turned out to be skilled at Nature and Earth too, and she had often used her hammock when she wasn't in the mood to stay in her cabin.

"Aww.A big strong assassin like you afraid of a little hammock?" Venom teased, she too had already grown used to Daggyr's company.

"No, I'm not.it just seems a bit unusual. You're going to help me make my cabin tomorrow morning!" With that, Daggyr somersaulted over to his hammock, becoming more used to flying with magnetic fields after Venom insisted he should practice 10 times going up and down the tree to the cabin.

He took off his cloak, wove a blanket of flames that hovered always 5 cm from his cloak and he settled down to sleep, one eye open and constantly alert.

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A/N: Yes guys, he's paranoid I mean who wouldn't living with thieves, assassins and spys for 5 years and being in wizard prison before that. Well anyways what do you guys think of this chapter eh? Hmm, I was wondering about Venom's relationship with Daggyr though, there are two courses of action, brother/sisterly or bf/gf .I dunno, I have never written either. I think it'll be interesting. Oh well.suggestions are welcome as usual! READ AND REVIEW!!!