Chapter three
Daily Prophet Issue 10 August 20th 1995
MISSION TO FREE AZKABAN FAILED PLANS FOILED BY MYSTERIOUS FIVE
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named attempted last night to free the dangerous prisoners of the Azkaban, the famous wizarding prison whose cells are guarded by Dementors, creatures who suck out the happiness of anyone who is
unfortunate enough to get too near. The Dark Lord and a group of about a hundred Death Eaters, the supporters of You-Know-Who, stormed the prison at
approximately four-fifteen in the afternoon. The Dementors let them through
without a fight, confirming flying suspicions that they are now completely out of Ministry control and have joined forces with the Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord and his followers managed to get about twenty feet into Azkaban when they were attacked by the Mysterious Five, who have been making headlines lately with their battles against the Dark Lord. These five mystifying wizards and or witches, who have been appearing almost everywhere the Dark Lord has attempted to attack, showed up once again yesterday and prevented You-Know-Who from completing his mission to break into Azkaban and free his imprisoned followers. The Battle of Azkaban, as it is now being called at the Ministry, took place over the duration of two hours in which there was non-stop fighting. Claims witnesses made say they saw the Mysterious Five use elemental magic,
a rare power the gives the wielder the ability to control the elements and manipulate them at their will. These claims, however, come from unreliable sources, Azkaban prisoners, and as no one knows exactly who these group of people are, and as they have made no sign of unmasking themselves to the public, there is no concrete evidence to support the claims. If, however, these claims are real, this would mean that the M.5. are in reality more powerful than we ever thought.
The four last human elementals lived over a thousand years ago. Three were the founders of Hogwarts: Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, and Rowena Ravenclaw. The last elemental was Gryffindor's wife, Ilena Ismayeck.
During the Battle over Azkaban, about one third of the Death Eaters that
had marched with the Dark Lord were hurt, and three of them were killed. The dead have been identified as Henry Alkins, Gordon Berts, and Anthony Choser, all Ministry workers. Ironic how the people hired to protect us, are actually waiting for the chance to kills us.
Lila Parks
Harry nodded his head up and down to the music Emerald was listening to as he read the Daily prophet. When he was through, he threw it down on the table and grinned at her. She was acting like a crazy rock star, nodding her head wildly up and down, her hair going in all directions. Bon Jovi was playing on her CD player.
"We're in the paper again!" he yelled over the music. Emerald stilled her head and grinned at him. `"Are you surprised? We've been in the paper every week since July 15th. What's it say this time?" Harry shrugged. "Just talks about how have once again stopped Voldemort, and how there are some people that suspect we might have Elemental magic." Emeralds eye's widened.
"Why do they think that? How'd they know?" "Apparently, some of the prisoners of Azkaban claim to have seen us use our magic. Then the paper goes on to say that there is no proof we have that magic, and that if we do, we'd be the first ones since my Grandparents."
Emerald began chewing her nails. She waved her free hand at her CD player and the volume went down considerably. "THANK YOU!" came a yell from Tera, who was downstairs. Harry and Emerald didn't notice. "What if they find some way to prove it before we can kill Voldemort? I don't think it would be a good idea if he finds out. That would ruin the element of surprise." Harry nodded.
"I agree. But I'm not going to worry about it. Even if he does find out
it's true, he won't be able to get away from us. Remember, we're Elementals! We CAN beat him, surprise or not, we'll take him out," he assured her. She smiled at him. "You're right. I keep forgetting we're more powerful than he is. YOU are more powerful than your grandparents, Dumbledore, and Voldemort put together. Anyone with that much power can take him out in a blink of an eye."
"Once I'm completely trained," Harry reminded her. "Once you're fully trained," she repeated, nodding.
Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, writing a reply to a concerned parent. Ever since Harry had died, he'd gotten more and more letters and less and less students. Now that Harry Potter was gone, people were more afraid to send their children away from home. If Voldemort could defeat Harry so easily, couldn't he defeat Dumbledore too? After all, the great wizard was getting on in age, and wasn't as able as he used to be. Could he? They didn't think so.
Dumbledore was looking older than he ever had. His hair was whiter, his face more wrinkled, slower to move, and the twinkle in his eyes had extinguished the moment he'd Apparated to Number Four Privet Drive those two years ago to see Harry's house in flames.
The memory of that night still haunted Albus, and he was sure they would
until his dying day. He had been able to do nothing, it had been too late by the time he'd gotten the alert that the house was aflame, although he had gotten there as fast as he could. He could still feel the terror he had felt then, at seeing the Dark Mark floating mockingly above the house. Neighbor's had gathered outside their houses and watched in silent horror as their friends' house burned to the ground. Albus could still hear the Muggle sirens as they sped towards the inferno, could still see the neighborhood men and women turning on their garden hoses, trying fruitlessly to put out the fire on their own, but it wasn't enough. He could see this clearly every time he closed his eyes.
Dumbledore eyes snapped open when a knock came from his door. He shook his head slightly trying to rid those memories from his head. "Come in!" called out in his usual cheery tone. The door opened and in walked a strange witch with red hair. He had never seen her before, but he immediately felt she was no danger to him or the school.
"Good evening, Mr. Dumbledore. My name is Cassandra Aiden, and I'm here
to offer to your school my, and four others, protection. Professor, am I correct in assuming that anything said in this room stays in this room?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, of course. Did you say Cassandra Aiden? I seem to remember reading about you in the Prophet a few years ago. You were an Auror?" Cassandra nodded. "Yes I was. But as you know, I am no longer employed by the Ministry."
"Yes, I recall that you left the Ministry after that incident in 1981 with John Calcona's murder." "Yes, that's correct. Well, I'm sure you're wondering what protection I could offer you that the other Aurors couldn't "She said quickly, trying to stop the painful memories before they could begin. "I am an Elemental, Mr. Dumbledore; more precisely I control the element of fire. My friends and co-workers, Tera Vale, Allegra Orion, Emerald Nyx, and Joshua Roulett, are Elementals as well. We would like for you to allow us to stay in castle
and guard it against Voldemort. We have reliable sources telling us he will
be attempting to take the school within the next year, and we are positive we can and will defeat him when the time comes."
"Elementals?" Dumbledore asked in surprise. "Are you part of the Mysterious Five the Prophet has been writing about? The rumors are true then. You are the first Elementals since the three founders and Ilena Ismayeck-Gryffindor." Cassandra nodded in affirmative. "We are indeed, Mr. Dumbledore. What do you say?" Dumbledore was silent for a few minutes, seemingly thinking it over. Finally, he nodded. "Alright. I accept your offer with my thanks. How soon do you want to move in?" "As soon as possible, Mr. Dumbledore. I am glad you've decided to accept." Dumbledore nodded. "I'm sure everyone else will agree when I say you are a welcome addition to
our security. I can have an apartment ready for you by tomorrow afternoon, if that is agreeable to you." Dumbledore told her. "That will be fine, Mr. Dumbledore. Should I have my team here after lunch?
Is that enough time?" Dumbledore nodded. "Okay then. We'll see you tomorrow. Oh, by the way, I would appreciate it if you didn't tell your staff about our being Elementals. The fewer people who know, the better." Then she left
the room.
Dumbledore stood in teachers lounge; He had assembled the whole staff a few minutes after Cassandra's departure. Confused, the teachers wondered what the headmaster wanted to talk to them about. It had been a while since
he'd had the entire teaching staff together for something like this.
"I have hired a new security team to help protect our school from Voldemort. The team of five will be arriving tomorrow after lunch. They will be staying at the castle for as long as it takes to defeat Voldemort, having reason to believe that he will be attacking within the next year. I happen to agree with them, and our evidence points to the same thing."
Snape's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Who are these new people?" Dumbledore grinned. "None other than the Mysterious Five, but I know that that information will never leave this room." Everyone's eyebrows shot up. "The Mysterious Five? The group in the paper who have been sabotaging Voldemort?" Remus Lupin asked from his seat across
the room. By his feet lay a big black and gray dog with sad green eyes.
"Yes, the people in the paper. If they have the power to stop Voldemort from taking Azkaban, then I'm sure they'll be a great help to us in keeping
Voldemort from taking Hogwarts." TBC
Author's note: hey everyone! I've decided that I'm going to post my story on my website so that you all can read it without the double spacing. go to : and then scroll down a bit and on the left side of the screen, click on the link that says 'Harry Potter' my fic will be listed there. The fic should be up in a couple of days. I'd also like to thank my Friend(she knows who she is) for helping with this and the previous two chapters. Thank ya, chica! Please review! and thank you for reading:-)
Daily Prophet Issue 10 August 20th 1995
MISSION TO FREE AZKABAN FAILED PLANS FOILED BY MYSTERIOUS FIVE
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named attempted last night to free the dangerous prisoners of the Azkaban, the famous wizarding prison whose cells are guarded by Dementors, creatures who suck out the happiness of anyone who is
unfortunate enough to get too near. The Dark Lord and a group of about a hundred Death Eaters, the supporters of You-Know-Who, stormed the prison at
approximately four-fifteen in the afternoon. The Dementors let them through
without a fight, confirming flying suspicions that they are now completely out of Ministry control and have joined forces with the Dark Lord.
The Dark Lord and his followers managed to get about twenty feet into Azkaban when they were attacked by the Mysterious Five, who have been making headlines lately with their battles against the Dark Lord. These five mystifying wizards and or witches, who have been appearing almost everywhere the Dark Lord has attempted to attack, showed up once again yesterday and prevented You-Know-Who from completing his mission to break into Azkaban and free his imprisoned followers. The Battle of Azkaban, as it is now being called at the Ministry, took place over the duration of two hours in which there was non-stop fighting. Claims witnesses made say they saw the Mysterious Five use elemental magic,
a rare power the gives the wielder the ability to control the elements and manipulate them at their will. These claims, however, come from unreliable sources, Azkaban prisoners, and as no one knows exactly who these group of people are, and as they have made no sign of unmasking themselves to the public, there is no concrete evidence to support the claims. If, however, these claims are real, this would mean that the M.5. are in reality more powerful than we ever thought.
The four last human elementals lived over a thousand years ago. Three were the founders of Hogwarts: Godric Gryffindor, Salazar Slytherin, and Rowena Ravenclaw. The last elemental was Gryffindor's wife, Ilena Ismayeck.
During the Battle over Azkaban, about one third of the Death Eaters that
had marched with the Dark Lord were hurt, and three of them were killed. The dead have been identified as Henry Alkins, Gordon Berts, and Anthony Choser, all Ministry workers. Ironic how the people hired to protect us, are actually waiting for the chance to kills us.
Lila Parks
Harry nodded his head up and down to the music Emerald was listening to as he read the Daily prophet. When he was through, he threw it down on the table and grinned at her. She was acting like a crazy rock star, nodding her head wildly up and down, her hair going in all directions. Bon Jovi was playing on her CD player.
"We're in the paper again!" he yelled over the music. Emerald stilled her head and grinned at him. `"Are you surprised? We've been in the paper every week since July 15th. What's it say this time?" Harry shrugged. "Just talks about how have once again stopped Voldemort, and how there are some people that suspect we might have Elemental magic." Emeralds eye's widened.
"Why do they think that? How'd they know?" "Apparently, some of the prisoners of Azkaban claim to have seen us use our magic. Then the paper goes on to say that there is no proof we have that magic, and that if we do, we'd be the first ones since my Grandparents."
Emerald began chewing her nails. She waved her free hand at her CD player and the volume went down considerably. "THANK YOU!" came a yell from Tera, who was downstairs. Harry and Emerald didn't notice. "What if they find some way to prove it before we can kill Voldemort? I don't think it would be a good idea if he finds out. That would ruin the element of surprise." Harry nodded.
"I agree. But I'm not going to worry about it. Even if he does find out
it's true, he won't be able to get away from us. Remember, we're Elementals! We CAN beat him, surprise or not, we'll take him out," he assured her. She smiled at him. "You're right. I keep forgetting we're more powerful than he is. YOU are more powerful than your grandparents, Dumbledore, and Voldemort put together. Anyone with that much power can take him out in a blink of an eye."
"Once I'm completely trained," Harry reminded her. "Once you're fully trained," she repeated, nodding.
Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, writing a reply to a concerned parent. Ever since Harry had died, he'd gotten more and more letters and less and less students. Now that Harry Potter was gone, people were more afraid to send their children away from home. If Voldemort could defeat Harry so easily, couldn't he defeat Dumbledore too? After all, the great wizard was getting on in age, and wasn't as able as he used to be. Could he? They didn't think so.
Dumbledore was looking older than he ever had. His hair was whiter, his face more wrinkled, slower to move, and the twinkle in his eyes had extinguished the moment he'd Apparated to Number Four Privet Drive those two years ago to see Harry's house in flames.
The memory of that night still haunted Albus, and he was sure they would
until his dying day. He had been able to do nothing, it had been too late by the time he'd gotten the alert that the house was aflame, although he had gotten there as fast as he could. He could still feel the terror he had felt then, at seeing the Dark Mark floating mockingly above the house. Neighbor's had gathered outside their houses and watched in silent horror as their friends' house burned to the ground. Albus could still hear the Muggle sirens as they sped towards the inferno, could still see the neighborhood men and women turning on their garden hoses, trying fruitlessly to put out the fire on their own, but it wasn't enough. He could see this clearly every time he closed his eyes.
Dumbledore eyes snapped open when a knock came from his door. He shook his head slightly trying to rid those memories from his head. "Come in!" called out in his usual cheery tone. The door opened and in walked a strange witch with red hair. He had never seen her before, but he immediately felt she was no danger to him or the school.
"Good evening, Mr. Dumbledore. My name is Cassandra Aiden, and I'm here
to offer to your school my, and four others, protection. Professor, am I correct in assuming that anything said in this room stays in this room?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Yes, of course. Did you say Cassandra Aiden? I seem to remember reading about you in the Prophet a few years ago. You were an Auror?" Cassandra nodded. "Yes I was. But as you know, I am no longer employed by the Ministry."
"Yes, I recall that you left the Ministry after that incident in 1981 with John Calcona's murder." "Yes, that's correct. Well, I'm sure you're wondering what protection I could offer you that the other Aurors couldn't "She said quickly, trying to stop the painful memories before they could begin. "I am an Elemental, Mr. Dumbledore; more precisely I control the element of fire. My friends and co-workers, Tera Vale, Allegra Orion, Emerald Nyx, and Joshua Roulett, are Elementals as well. We would like for you to allow us to stay in castle
and guard it against Voldemort. We have reliable sources telling us he will
be attempting to take the school within the next year, and we are positive we can and will defeat him when the time comes."
"Elementals?" Dumbledore asked in surprise. "Are you part of the Mysterious Five the Prophet has been writing about? The rumors are true then. You are the first Elementals since the three founders and Ilena Ismayeck-Gryffindor." Cassandra nodded in affirmative. "We are indeed, Mr. Dumbledore. What do you say?" Dumbledore was silent for a few minutes, seemingly thinking it over. Finally, he nodded. "Alright. I accept your offer with my thanks. How soon do you want to move in?" "As soon as possible, Mr. Dumbledore. I am glad you've decided to accept." Dumbledore nodded. "I'm sure everyone else will agree when I say you are a welcome addition to
our security. I can have an apartment ready for you by tomorrow afternoon, if that is agreeable to you." Dumbledore told her. "That will be fine, Mr. Dumbledore. Should I have my team here after lunch?
Is that enough time?" Dumbledore nodded. "Okay then. We'll see you tomorrow. Oh, by the way, I would appreciate it if you didn't tell your staff about our being Elementals. The fewer people who know, the better." Then she left
the room.
Dumbledore stood in teachers lounge; He had assembled the whole staff a few minutes after Cassandra's departure. Confused, the teachers wondered what the headmaster wanted to talk to them about. It had been a while since
he'd had the entire teaching staff together for something like this.
"I have hired a new security team to help protect our school from Voldemort. The team of five will be arriving tomorrow after lunch. They will be staying at the castle for as long as it takes to defeat Voldemort, having reason to believe that he will be attacking within the next year. I happen to agree with them, and our evidence points to the same thing."
Snape's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Who are these new people?" Dumbledore grinned. "None other than the Mysterious Five, but I know that that information will never leave this room." Everyone's eyebrows shot up. "The Mysterious Five? The group in the paper who have been sabotaging Voldemort?" Remus Lupin asked from his seat across
the room. By his feet lay a big black and gray dog with sad green eyes.
"Yes, the people in the paper. If they have the power to stop Voldemort from taking Azkaban, then I'm sure they'll be a great help to us in keeping
Voldemort from taking Hogwarts." TBC
Author's note: hey everyone! I've decided that I'm going to post my story on my website so that you all can read it without the double spacing. go to : and then scroll down a bit and on the left side of the screen, click on the link that says 'Harry Potter' my fic will be listed there. The fic should be up in a couple of days. I'd also like to thank my Friend(she knows who she is) for helping with this and the previous two chapters. Thank ya, chica! Please review! and thank you for reading:-)