A/N: This chapter will be v. angsty and actually have some action, lols, I think I don't have enough, and I'd like a bit of a vote, which character, if any would you like to see dead? I might use the vote or I might not, but Sirius shall not die! Gr….anyone else, cept Remus, can die, but not Sirius or Remus! They deserve to live! Ok enough ranting, to reviews thank u all so much for putting up with my slow updates, I'll deffintly finish Violin, and updates'll be faster. , 'bout Rowan's name, I was thinking of Rowan Mayfair as they were kind of similar personality wise.
"I want you all to go to your common rooms," Remus said in a low voice. "Don't go anywhere alone."
"But Remus!" Torri cried. "Remmy-"
"Nothing any of us can say or do will help him, understand? Now get out of here!" Remus snarled. The students half ran out the door. Outside, still coupled up Harry didn't want to leave.
"We should stay." The ebony haired boy growled. Rowan shook her head.
"I don't think so, Remus knows what he's doing Harry, he's much older then we are."
Harry looked at her totally shocked. "I've never had anyone say that to me before."
Rowan scowled affectionately. "Well someone needs to, Harry you may be a very mature sixteen year old, but your still sixteen. There are times when it's better just to fall into line."
"Oh yeah!" Torri gave her a high five. "Everyone's always like, 'never listen to oppression!' but usually it's in your best interest to listen, because then you can plan a mutiny!"
Rowan laughed, "I like you, what house are you in?"
"Slytherin, don't worry we're not all horrible people. That's just a cover up for how sensitive we are." She patted Draco gently on his head. "Like this sepecimen."
Draco rolled his eyes. "Let's head to the Slytherin common room." Rowan and Harry fixed him with puzzled stares. "Remus said stay together, and besides those Gryffindors are jerks."
"And that from you Draco," Rowan chuckled. "Your bastardness is legendry."
"I'm turning over a new leaf." Draco retorted, walking away with Torri cuddled against him. Harry and Rowan ran up to them, and the two couple made their way to the dungeons.
"Harry!"
The boy who lived glanced over his shoulder at the red head who ran down the hall, Harry froze, his eyes fixed on those of his one time best friend.
Remmy's violet eyes were glazed over, Alex couldn't wake him up from this stupor, neither could Remus. Sirius was pacing and yelling at them, Morgan had disappeared, and Alex could feel something hanging in the air, just above his reach."Remmy!" Alex whispered again. He sighed and backed off. "It's no use, he's wrapped in his own childhood."
"I never really knew what happened." Sirius muttered darkly. "Remus over there seems to know everything about all the vampires."
"I can't help it that everyone comes out of the damn closet to me!" The werewolf shouted back. "Damn it Sirius!"
Sirius scowled. "I'm finding Stella, this isn't right, she'll know what to do." He slipped out, muttering to himself. Remus sat down on the floor, beyond any dignity.
"Why can't he wake up?"
"He's a traumatized vampire, he's always been protective of us, he didn't take blood for a hundred years, that type of strength is unheard us, he's the only one of us who can channel raw energy. See he wasn't made a vampire by choice."
"What?" Remus' amber eyes widened. "I thought, he said…a vampire, a kind vampire gave Remmy the blood, he freed Remmy from Mallvorns chains."
"Wrong." Alex breathed. "Remmy was always cast out because of his eyes, but Mallvorn was not only suffering from the loss of his last pet, Louie, but he liked Remmy's eyes. Remmy was taken to the castle, and kept as the new human pet of the court, after a few years Remmy was about twenty two. Mallvorn made him the vampire he is now, the only one of us to boast such strong blood, Louie's belonged to Mallvorn's second in command Santiago.
"Remmy broke free the night he was made in a current of raw energy, Jackle found him as well and brought him to the castle, a hundred years he didn't move, only screamed and cried, refused to take any blood. The first blood he took was that of a vampire, he took Jackle's making Jackle his second master of sorts. It over rode Mallvorns possession of him for a several centuries, now Mallvorn want's Remy back, that's why Remmy's in this stupor. The memories he locked up are flooding back."
"Ron." Harry stated flatly. Draco and Torri were at his side at in an instant, Rowan stayed nestle in his arm.
"Look, Harry I'd just like to talk to you."
Harry's eyes didn't leave Ron's. He looked innocent enough, the blue eyes looked sincere. "Alright." Nobody moved.
"Alone." Ron said, his eyes narrowed at Draco, "If you don't mind." He added hastily. Harry nodded at Draco, the blonde growled low in his throat. As he and Torri walked away Draco shot him the look of I-get-to-say-I-told-you-so-if-he-hurts-you. Torri smiled encouragingly, but her eyes shone with anxiety and a deep setted distrust of the Weasel.
Rowan hesitated for a moment, she was right next to Torri. Draco walked on, Torri in his arm. Rowan dashed back and gave Harry a kiss on the cheek, and ran down the hall before either could say anything.
"What do you want Ron." Harry deadpanned, he examined the floor next to him with great interest.
"Nothing, Harry, I just want to talk." Ron's hands were folded behind his back, Harry didn't see the gleam of the knife clutched tightly in his right hand. "To apologize."
Sirius stalked down the hall, he undid the clasps on his robed and let it flap violently behind him. He was, as usual, in muggle attire, black jeans and a red t-shirt. The year had gone painfully quickly, already it was October first.
The vampires had come, bringing with them the burden of their dark pasts. No vampire had a good past, they were hurt broken people who were given a second life, usually tricked or forced into it. Save for Alex. He had a perfect family life, his parents dies peacefully in their sleep four years before he was made, Alex recovered. Alex was happy, Alex was a violinist.
When Sirius had just been made Alex's chosen, Alex would play all night for him. In Azkaban one of the few memories he never lost was Alex, at night he heard the violin singing through the cold metal. In his dreams he was visited by happy memories of the past, so he wouldn't forget them all. There were some even now he couldn't remember.
The best memory, possibly of Sirius' life, the night when he and Remus had finally set Lily and James up, with Morgan's help of course. That night Remus also fell for Oreo. His two best friends in the world, his only family, falling in love, and he couldn't even remember it, no matter how many times Remus told him about that beautiful night.
Suddenly a cold wind slithered through hall. Sirius felt as if he'd been doused with cold water. Did someone open a window or something? He looked around the hall, totally empty.
He continued down the hall, and felt something cold brush against his lips. Cold, dead fingers, sharp pointed nails scratched against the sensitive skin of the lip. Sirius fell back against the wall, shaking. Dead fingers, Mallvorn's fingers. He slowly got to his feet, trembling.
Sirius looked down the hall, in his hazed vision it elongated and faded into endless black mists. Suddenly a figure came walking from the mists, wrapped in a black leather coat, with the collar folded around a strong jaw.
Next he saw the creamy white of his skin, the pale silver of his hair. No, no no! Sirius wanted to run, he wanted to run until he died, but his legs wouldn't move, his mind roared. The razor strings that had hung him up in the forbidden forest decades ago rewrapped around his wrist, Sirius winced. Blood splattered the ground below it.
The figure got closer, and Sirius saw those eyes, winter's sky blue eyes kissed with blood red around the pupil. The strings pulled tighter on his wrists. Sirius fought back with all his strength hardly noticing the blood that dripped from his wrists. Now the string pulled his arms apart, gently it snaked down his leg, like a caress of silk and bound his ankles together.
A string looped around his neck pulled him up to the ceiling. "No." he breathed. Again Sirius lunged forward, the string biting into the skin of his neck. Screaming, he slacked in the strings tight grip. "Stop it."
The razor like strings, slowly morphed into dark red silk ribbons, gentle as a lovers touch, and tight enough to hold him still. Mallvorn drew closer and closer. "Still beautiful, Sirius, just like that night, decades ago."
"Stop it!" Sirius moaned. "Go-Go away!"
"Go away, Celice? I don't think so. You belong to me. I've marked you with my blood, just as he devil marked Draco." Mallvorn whispered, tracing his nails across Sirius cheek gently, behind the fingers a burst of red appeared on Sirius' cheek. Like a flower of blood that had just bloomed.
"I don't want a mark…." Sirius tried to say vehemently, but all strength had left him.
"You can't ignore the darkness in yourself forever. You can't forget the duality of your heart, the heart that fell in love with a half vampire." Mallvorn stepped back to admire his work.
Sirius' mind roared again. Half of him wanted to fight, wanted to kill Mallvorn for hurting him and Remus. And yet the other half leaned into Mallvorn's words, wanting that power, wanting to give up. He didn't want to fight anymore, but he had to didn't he? I don't have a choice…do I?"
"Apologize?" Harry scowled. "Forgive me if I don't believe you." He tapped his foot impatentiently against the ground. Something's wrong, I should get out of here. He looked back at Ron and felt the longing for his old friend tug at his tender heart.
"Harry, honestly. I've acted like a pig, treating you like a murderer, what was I thinking?" Ron took a step closer. Harry wanted to back up, but he didn't.
"What were you thinking?"
"I've been worried about Ginny for years, I always felt guilty about how I never said anything to anyone." Ron confessed. Harry felt like it was years ago, they were sitting on Ron's bed at the Borrow talking, confession to each other.
"You knew she'd kill herself." The boy who lived said smoothly. He didn't want to get upset, he wanted to see if this offer on Ron's part was true.
"No! If I'd thought she was that bad I'd have done something, I felt so guilty for her suicide though. I've thought though, and that's all it was Suicide. I know you to well Harry, you'd never hurt anyone willingly."
Obviously Ron didn't know him very well and that proved it. Harry would hurt people, at least this new Harry would. "I guess I understand."
"Thank you Harry." Ron took a step closer. "It really means a lot to me."
Harry wanted to run, something was very wrong here. Ron had a strange glint in his eyes, the same glint as in Ginnys. He needed help, maybe a change of scenery for a few years. "Alright then I have some homework I need to finish, I'll see you around then."
"Wait, Harry don't go!" Ron called, he took another step toward Harry. They were so close, so painfully close. They were the same height exactly, Ron was heavier and more muscled then Harry was. And suddenly he was afraid of Ron.
"Ron I'm going to leave now." Harry stated.
"But you can't go! I have a surprise for you!"
Remus didn't know whether to try and wake Remmy up with a new vigor or sob. First Remmy wasn't waking up. He didn't mind the vampire lied to him. Mallvorn was his master, Remmy was the second most powerful vampire alive, such power in such an instable wielder. "Alex, I think we're going to have to take drastic measures."
"How drastic, Rem?"
"Bite me."
Alex was taken aback. "So basically you've got no idea?"
Remus rolled his eyes. "I mean latterly bite me, not as in the insult, as in you're a vampire bite me."
"I can't do that! You've been marked as Remmy's vampire. It might actually hurt you to have your blood, which is like his blood, stolen." Alex huffed. "To a vampire stealing another's blood is like rape."
"Will it wake Remmy up?" Remus asked matter of factly.
"I don't know how it would wake him, if it even did. He'd either attack me, or take the rest of your blood. Remus one of us would be in a lot of pain."
Remus sighed, suddenly violent shivers ran down his spine. "Alex!" he breathed. The werewolf fell onto his knees shaking.
"Remus!" Alex growled, helping the werewolf back to his feet. "Don't just pass out on me."
"That ghost is in here."
"How do you know?"
The ghost traced his clawed fingers down Remus' cheek. Four of red appeared as the knives passed. Alex jumped back, Remus couldn't hold himself and slacked. The ghost, now behind him, held him up. The ghosts cold breath slithered down the back of Remus neck. "Who will guard the guards?" it whispered.
"Who will guard the guards?" Mallvorn breathed, his frigid lips so close they nearly touched Sirius' ear. He stepped back. "Red suits you Sirius. I can't wait to cause your rebirth as Celice, I'll whip the skin from the werewolf, yes that hurts you doesn't. I'll peel the flesh from his bones and Morgan will eat it. She is half vampire after all, I think she'll enjoy it. Then I'll make her my slave, she is powerful for a half vampire."
"Stop!" Sirius hissed. "You have me leave them alone."
"But I want you to come to me of your own free will." Mallvorn said innocently. "To watch you suffer as the darkness in you destroyed all good left, when you come running to me for a savior."
"You can't save anyone!" Sirius snarled. He started to fight again.
"Need I get the strings again?" Mallvorn asked casually. The ribbon twisted into the horrible string. He screamed as it sliced into his skin.
"Stop…" Sirius moaned. He wanted to vomit. The floor beneath him was covered in blood, his blood. Mallvorn brushed a stray strand of hair off Sirius' neck, the grims sticky blood tainted the vampire pure white fingers. Mallvorn licked the blood off.
"Your blood is so sweet Sirius, but…tainted, beautifully tainted. Tell me did Azkaban make it that way?"
Sirius lashed our at the vampire, but the string cut deeper into his flesh. "Bastard."
"Beautiful." Mallvorn whispered. "Give it up Sirius. Tell me honestly, do you enjoy our time together?"
"I hate everything about you!" Sirius screamed.
"You didn't answer the question."
"I'd hate being on the same field as you." He snarled.
Mallvorn smirked, "Your lying." He snapped his fingers and the ropes pulled tighter. Sirius moaned, and let his head roll against his chest. "No tell me truly. Is there not one part of your mind that enjoys having someone made of the same stuff as you are in this world? Or do you enjoy being alone?"
"I'm not like you." Sirius whispered. Snap. The ropes pulled even tight. The Grim howled in pain, one of them had touched his bone.
"Honesty Sirius." Mallvorn said in the tone one would scold a small child with.
Sirius let his head tilt forward, his chopped black hair hid his eyes. Before he'd felt the flashes of evil inside him, the makings of a psychopath. In the shrieking shack, he'd wanted to rip Peter apart and he nearly did. Sirius would have gone through Remus as well, he would have attacked even Harry. Monster.How jealous of James he'd felt when he was with Lily. How he wanted to kill his family, how he laughed when he learned they were dead. He laughed all night long.
He laughed the night Lily and James died, he laughed as he cried. Sirius laughed, he didn't feel pain, and that day when that little kid was hit by a car. Just some random kid, the mother had been hysterical. Sirius got blood on his shoes, he ran away. He felt no pity or sympathy for the mother or child, just…apathy to the whole thing. "no."
"I'm sorry I didn't hear that." Mallvorn said smoothly, they both knew he'd heard. A smirk plastered itself on the vampires face.
"I'm monster, and so are you."
"So true, so true." Mallvorn murmured. "So you like being held captive and tortured?"
"I deserve it." Sirius whispered.
"No, you deserve the life of a king, Celice. The life you were forsaken." Mallvorn looked at him in admiration. "Do you see the duality of your own heart."
"No."
"Let me show you then. You are a monster, like me. But you are also a healer, filled with empathy. I can show you how to become what you were meant to be! You love Morgan, who is both a beautiful hearted human, and a dark soled vampire. She is the perfect balance, as are you. But she lives with it. You can not."
Sirius let his entire body fall limp in the clutch of the razor strings. He made the perfect picture, his blood dripped to the ground, his hair covering his eyes, the only thing it needed was the beautiful black feathered wings that belonged at his back.
"I'm sorry, Ron you can give it to me later!" Harry yelled. He turned to walk away.
"What I have can't wait!" Ron snarled. Harry glanced back. "Justice!" He leapt at Harry. The knife whirled into motion, a silver blur. It lodged itself in Harry's shoulder blade, Ron shoved all his weight onto it. Harry screamed, white hot pain laced his vision. Ron's lips were so close to his ears. "You are the devil in disguise, and I shall avenge all our souls!"
Harry's blood curling scream wrung the castle as Ron dragged the knife strait down perfectly following the pattern of the scar where he'd ripped out his wings. Then he took the knife off and licked it clean. Harry was fallen on his knees, his head bowed.
He tried to breath and howled as the painful contractions of his lungs caused his back to expand. The cut was pooling blood, so much blood it was like a small puddle. Then Ron stabbed the other shoulder in exactly the same spot.
If possible Harry's second scream was all the more heart wrenching this time. Crying hurt, even screaming hurt. Every second everything hurt more, he couldn't see, everything was fuzzy white.
"Now you will drown in your own blood, just like Ginny."
"Alex!" Remus cried hoarsly.
The red head glanced from Remus, to Remmy. The ghost sliced the pale golden skin on Remus' other cheek, the werewolf winced as the blood trickled down his cheek, looking almost like tears of blood. "Forgive me Remmy."
Alex moved so fast he was just a red blur to Remus, in an instant a pair of fangs had punctured the large vein on his neck, from behind him the ghost hissed angrily at having to share his prize.
Remus was at a loss for everything as Alex drained his blood hungrily. It hurt, it felt as thought he saw his life running away from him. Control fled him and he went completely limp in the ghosts frigid arms. Alex's eyes were shut as he drunk the werewolf's sweet blood, ecstasy sung in the vampires veins, his silky locks fell to cover Remus' like a curtain.
A blood curling scream cracked the air. The ghost moved so he could look behind him. Alex's eyes flew open, he stopped sucking the blood and stumbled back. Remus took a deep breath as if he'd been holding it as Alex sucked his blood. Suddenly Remmy woke, Remus' conscious screamed a he felt the vampires invade it.
Thought returned to the werewolf and vampire alike. Both voices echoed in unicen. "Harry!" Alex made fro the door, but Remmy's form jumping on his stopped him.
"Remmy! Stop!" Remus moaned. Remmy violently shot bolts of energy at the red head, Alex dogged them expertly. The vampire screamed at Remmy, but Remus' vampire didn't listen. One bolt hit Alex, the vampire went flying and hit the wall with a sickening crack. "Remmy, listen to me!" Remus screamed louder.
"They can't hear you, wish I had some popcorn." The ghost hissed. Remus fought against the ghost vigorously, but it was much stronger then he was. Remmy fell on Alex and set his fansg to the red head throat viciously. He tore at it for a few moments, Alex howled and tried to get away from him. Remmy found a tender stop and piece Alex's skin with his fangs.
Remus felt the blood loss making him dizy. His head was swirling, he was going to pass out, but Harry's second scream, shook him to the bone, his very essence screamed with the boy. "REMMY WAKE UP!"
Alex's moans ceased. Remus shut his eyes, not wanting to see Alex's corpse. What was he going to tell Sirius and Harry. I'm sorry I he to wake up Remmy so I gave him Alex as a sacrifice? Suddenly he heard a thump.
He opened one eye and saw Alex swatting Remmy lightly on the head. "Stupid Remmy. Didn't you hear Remus calling?"
"Alex?" Remmy whispered. "Oh god what-I-God Alex!" he hugged the smaller red head tightly.
"I'll be fine, Rem!" Alex said in a slurred voice. "You go save Remus and Harry. Harry! He's in trouble! Harry-I-You-"
"Sleep. I'll take care of it all." Remmy whispered. "Sleep, Alex." He red head nodded. He stood up and turned to Remus, in his hand was a swirl of the purple engery tinged with the metallic silver. "Remus, look at me. Do not be afraid. You'll be fine." Remus noticed this energy was much less dense then Remmy's normal energy.
It blasted at Remus. As he prepared to die, a funning feeling washed over him. Remus fell to his knees, not understanding how he was alive. Before he tipped forward a strong arm picked him up and curled him to the soft hoodie Remmy was wearing. "Remmy?"
"I told you, you wouldn't be hurt." Remmy smiled at him. They were moving so fast Remus could only see the castle walls a blurs. "We have to find Harry, Alex will be fine. I'm more worried about you."
At the sight in front of them Remus gasped and Remmy started them into normal speed. "Harry?"
Suddenly Harry started to see again. Things came into focus. Ron got to his feet and tossed the knife aside. Ron brushed his hands on his pants, trying to wipe the tainted blood off his hands. Harry felt the pain in his back dull, a searing pin lanced through them suddenly. Harry arched his back wincing, as he felt his wounds closing up.
It was like white hot thread laced them up, and an angels kiss sealed the string shut. His skin seemed to snap together and the hot thread burned into his skin. Harry knew the wounds were gone, only old scars were left. He heard Ron fall on his back.
The once angel in a fury of rage snatched up the knife and jumped on Ron and pressed one knee on the ground between Ron's legs and the other on the ground next to Ron's leg. The red head was frozen in fear and surprise.
Harry pressed the knife against Ron's throat. "You lied to me."
"How are you alive?"
Harry grinned evilly and pressed the knife hard enough to draw a thin line of blood. the ebony haired boy reached down and lapped it up with tongue. "it tastes just as foul as you are." He snarled.
Harry pressed the knife harder. Suddenly Ron started to scream and shout and try and get away. Harry liked it better this way. There was a small struggled over the knife, Harry won.
He pressed the knife harder against Ron's throat smiled at the look of fear in the weasels eyes, it made the kill all the sweeter, suddenly someone yanked him off Ron. Harry snarled and tried t get back to the red head. A pair of arms restrained his, Harry broke free, another set of arms grabbed his free arm.
"Harry?"
Remus looked up to see a very pale Remus staggering over to him with Remmy's help. "Moony?" Harry started to feel dizy, the cuts on his back started to string like fire. He screamed again.
Sirius was running through the dark corridors of Hogwarts, looking for something. But he couldn't remember what. But it was there! He knew it, he just had to find it. but what was it? Why was it so dark? Sirius kept running aimlessly, then he fell to the ground sobbing. Why am I crying? What's wrong with me!
He couldn't feel anything except for the hot tears. He had to leave! There was something evil here. It was hurting him! I deserve it. Monster. The entire world shatter like glass, Sirius was falling now. It was still black, he shouted he was falling, maybe he was. All he felt were the tears, they stung his eyes like slat water.
Sirius' body still hung on the razor sharp wires, but his mind had long since fled him. Mallvorn was still waiting patiently for it to return, or for Sirius to pass out. Now he was conscious and crying, the tears mixed beautifully with the blood, forming little pinkish pools.
A scream crackled in the air between them. Sirius' world shatter again, this times as the pieces fell around him he saw reflections of Remus and Harry and Morgan, smiling and laughing and sobbing. Then he saw Mallvorn, and he saw Alex dying on the floor, bled dry, then Alex was getting better. The he saw blood, and last was himself with black wings, crying tears of blood.
Harry! Harry's in trouble! Sirius felt himself jolt into his body, he thrashed madly at the strings not feeling the pain. Mallvorn whirled behind him. "Damn it! Sirius stop it you'll hurt yourself!"
Another scream tore Sirius in two. "No! Harry! I have to get to Harry let me down! I'm not going to fail him to!"
Mallvorn snarled angrily. "I've marked you, Celice. I swear to god I'll come for you, when you are broken I'll come pick up the pieces and put you back together. My beautiful angel." His voice softened and he reached up to touch Sirius' cheek. The hands were warm…Sirius stilled, feeling something for this vampire, not hate, or fear, or pity. But felt the genuine love that radiated from Mallvorn, the twisted, but genuine love.
"Let me go to Harry, and I'll let you break me all you want." Sirius whispered.
"My beautiful, selfless, Celice." Mallvorn sighed. The air around him shimmered silver and he was gone in an instant. Sirius felt the string loosen their hold on him. They changed back into the silky red ribbons, and Sirius felt the bloo stop flowing from his wounds, his blood was being replenished.
The ribbons set him down gently. The grim nearly fell, but the ribbons steadied him until Sirius had his balance. and slithered lovingly off him. Sirius marveled at his wrists, they were healed, he reached up to his neck, smooth skin, not even s scar. Sirius smile, and ran down the corridor, he followed the sound of a third scream and skidded to a halt in front of the gruesome scene.
Ron Weasly was sprawled on the floor screaming. There was a huge pool of blood a few feet away. Harry was actually being restrained by Remmy and Snape. The boy who lived was snarling at Ron, and screaming, and crying all at once. Mcgonogal was at Ron's side. Sirius ran to Harry's side and wrapped his arms around his godson's neck. "Harry! Harry please, don't do this. I know he hurt you and he'll get what's coming to him. Harry,"
The Gryffindor stopped struggling and screamed again, his back arched in pain. Sirius wanted to scream with him. Harry fell to his knees, sobbing. Remus fell at Harry's other side.
"Harry? What happened? The blood, whose blood?"
"HE'S THE DEVIL!" Ron howled. "HIS BACK I KILLED HIM AND IT HEALED! HELL, HELL THE LIGTH OF HELL HEALED HIM! DEVIL!"
Sirius tightened his hold on Harry. Mcgonogal stood up and I a flurry of motion stood in front of Harry. "What happened!" She nearly screamed. Harry didn't say anything, his shoulders shook with the burden of hiding his wracking sobs. Mcgonogal slapped him across the face hard. "You deranged child! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM!"
Suddenly dark ribbons shadows wrapped around Mcgonogal and lifted her into the air. Sirius was almost angry he didn't get the chance to punch the old bat. Harry cheek was bleeding. "Don't touch him!" Torri screamed. She, Draco, Hermione, and Rowan burst into the hall.
"STOP!" No one moved, everyone knew it was Dumbledore. "Torri let Professor Mcgonogal down."
Torri scowled at him. The woman was promptly dropped on the floor. Snape shot Torri the evil look, but he was very please to see the old bat put in her place. He didn't like Harry, but there was no need to slap him. "She should be locked up."
"Shut up." Dumbledore said succinctly. "I want Harry brought to my office, Severus please inform the ministry,"
"Sir?" Snape asked shocked.
"Call them and I'll kill someone." Sirius hissed. "They'll lock Harry up and lable him a Psychopath." Sirius winced at the words. He knew it was him who was the psychopath.
"Sirius you shouldn't be making empty threats." Dumbledore said.
"Oh they're not empty." Sirius snarled. "You don't know who I am do you? Or who Harry is!"
"I want the ministry here so this can be dealt with in an orderly fashion. Harry tried to kill Mr. Weasly, and I believe that's illegal. What I don't understand is whose blood that puddle belongs to. Mr. Weasly is for the most part uninjured."
"My blood." Harry whispered. "He stabbed my wings."
Rowan pushed Draco aside and sat down next to him. "Auron! You idiot! Why did you, your beautiful wings!" She cried, she pushed Remus away and hugged him tightly.
"Minerva take Mr. Weasly to the hospital wing now. Snape, call the ministry, they won't arrest Harry I assure you. I know what's been going on here. I also know Mallvorn was in this school." He fixed Sirius with a stare. "I know about the violin as well Draco, and the shadows Torri. Celice will be re born soon, Aruon even sooner. Be prepared both of you." He nodded at Sirius and Harry. "This will be discussed again after dinner. Now shall we go to the hall." He performed a quick spell on Harry and his clothes were good as new again
The walked to the great hall in silence, Rowan and Harry clung to each other for dear life. Sirius was helping Harry walk form his other side, Torri and Draco were right in front of Harry, Hermione was next to Rowan. They'd become good friends quiet fast in the time Harry was attacked.
Dumbledore led them in. Sirius and Remus followed him, shooting Harry questioning glances to which they received nods or small smiles. The students sat down at the Slytherin table, including Rowan and Hermione. They just answered later to all questions. Remmy followed Dumbledore, he almost ran to Alex, who just grinned and nearly fell off his char.
The tables were all whispering hushedly about what happened. Harry ate and drank. He felt a bit better, but he still held Rowan tightly. She had no problem with it. Draco was angry for leaving Harry with that nut case, Hermione was trying to help everyone feel better and suceding, Torri was worried about the ministry.
Half way through dinner the door suddenly burst open. Standing there was Morgan in jeans, boots and a red cable nit sweater. "You called for the ministry, and the ministry came." She strolled in followed by the witches and wizards from the Order of the phoenix and some people Harry didn't recognize.
Oreo and Daniel were also there. Torri shared a look with her father.
Morgan smiled at the very shocked staff table. "You seem confused, let me enlighten you. Fudge isn't here because there was a death eater attack in southern England, so he's busy there right now. Also we have some inside information that Voldemort is taking hostages, there have been rumors that the ministry is going to be hit, so it's being clear out of all important information. I'm here in Fudge's place. We're in a bit of a havoc right now, so this is all we could spare."
Dumbledore nodded. "I'd like to see you after then Miss Darkwaters."
"No we need to talk now."
"In front of the students?"
"Iggnorance aint's bliss, love. The Dementors are beign shipped to Hogwarts now, more information told us that there is an attack planned on Hogwarts, scheduled for October thirty-first."
Shock rolled through the room. No one said anything and no one moved. Loud insane laughter broke it, Sirius' laughter. Everyone starred at him in horror. "He did it again, the same night, smart aren't they! The exact same night!" The grim cackled, tears leaked from his blue eyes now. He couldn't stop laughing, and he couldn't stop crying. "Remember, Moony? That's the night he hung me up in the forest!"
The red bloody flower bloomed on Sirius' cheek. Morgan moved with the same speed of the vampires and hugged him tightly. Sirius didn't stop laughing.
A/N: I hope you liked it because now I can't feel my hands! Thank ya for reading!