You guys rock! I just got back from a volleyball game at school. The two guys I like at school were there! YAY! And I was the best player on the team, so I had a really good day. The only bad thing my team only has four volleyball games, and we're actually good this year! Mean school….
dracosgurl4evaneva: Well I'm glad u liked Divine intervention, but I took it down cause there were no REVIEWS! Lolx, but thanks for not killing me!
Morena Evensong: Muahahahah must twist everything to include slash and religious issues! Not a spaz….Lol I love the whole god/devil/angel thing as well. At school for science one day we all gathered around this one light and pretended it was the sun (yes the teacher actually made us do this) so to make it interesting I told everyone to put their hoods up and say it was a satanic ritual!
Missing Fairy: Thank you! You know I'm a vampire…..I have the bite marks on my hand to prove it! And I hope you find the other fairies! Lol
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You guys are the best reviewers and I hope all of you have happy Martin Luther king weekends! (I have one at least so I'm very happy about it! Sorry that was random). In this chapter, Morgan will curse more, Draco officially has ten tons of angst, and Sirius decides his feelings on Mallvorn. Also, Remus becomes Vallon! The sexy priest whose name I stole from Gangs of NewYork! gasp and Vallon's midnight romance!
"Mallvorn!" Voldemort's screamed, his deep voice rung through the stone halls. "Some of us are trying to work."
Mallvorn slipped his head outside the door to Sirius' cell. His hair spilled over onto the floor like a silver curtain. "Morning, Tom. I trust the death eaters are doing their job?"
"Waiting for you if that's what you mean." Voldemort snorted. Sirius' whimpers drifted into the hall, and Voldemort's face took on a puzzled look. "What did you do to him?"
Mallvorn smirked. "It won't work on a normal human, so never you mind. When are we going to attack?"
"Tonight."
"Siri should be fine by then,
won't you love?" Mallvorn glanced back in at the bloody angel.
"Fuck you!" Sirius snarled as best he could, his shoulder throbbed violently and his head swam with thoughts of Remus. "I'm going to kill you!"
"Mallvorn, shut him up." Voldemort said with a nonchalant flick of one long hand. "Get him ready for tonight." He quickly spun on his heel and stormed off.
"What do I look like a dog?" Mallvorn growled. "Sirius, I'm sorry, I let my temper get the best of me."
"Oh yeah, just say I'm sorry and then it'll make everything fine." Sirius hissed, but his rage had washed out of him leaving despair.
"Don't say that," Mallvorn said gently. "Celice? Want me to make your wing better?"
"Don't need your help." Sirius humped and curled his body away from Mallvorn.
"Please? I hate to see you in pain, and I feel bad about it." Mallvorn asked hopefully.
"Fucking' skitzo." Sirius growled. "Make up your mind! How can you feel bad about hurting me like that! Besides you have no conscious."
"Obsession is the most powerful emotion. It will rid you of all other feelings and goals in your life save that one obsession, to the point you would put thousands of little children to death just for one moment with your obsession." Mallvorn said softly, he leaned closer to Sirius so his lips brushed Sirius' ears. "Centuries of trying to deny myself of you, centuries of waiting for you. You can imagine I might have a few problems after that."
"I've never felt any obsession that strong, strong enough for me to kill innocent kids." Sirius argued.
"Nothing feels more then a vampire." Mallvorn hissed. "I was never a strong person Sirius, even as a human. I was weak, frightened, jealous. My vampiric blood gave me strength, it changed me completely. But the human is still inside me. Some scars never fade Sirius." His thumb traced gently over the red blossom on Sirius' cheek and it exploded in a brilliant blood red.
"Adonis….Who is he?" Sirius asked.
"A fallen angel. The devil's advocate sliced of his wings and left him to die. Adonis stole the Devil's Advocate's wings and killed every angel he could find until the streets of heaven ran red with blood. God cursed Adonis with golden wings, a contradiction because with the color gold one would assume Adonis was good. But to angels gold was the mark of ultimate sin. Adonis resented God and he attempted to destroy Christianity. In his crusade he met Priest Vallon, who was under the protection of you and Auron. So begins Adonis' obsession with you werewolf friend."
"Remus." Sirius moaned. "I shouldn't have been so weak. I shouldn't have given in to you."
"But tell me Sirius, are you glad you did?" Mallvaorn asked softly.
"No. I hate you, and I hate being near you." Sirius snarled. A smirk grew on Mallvorn's handsome face and Sirius went bright red. Sirius found himself practically curled into Mallvorn's arms. The silver haired vampire' legs were parted slightly so Sirius could rest safely between Mallvorn's knees. The vampires' expensive white shirt was stained with Sirius' blood in a strangely comforting symbol of loyalty. Mallvorn's hand was still lying softly on Sirius' face. The grim was taken back by the affection and genuine addiction that radiated of Mallvorn. Sirius yanked away from Mallvorn shaking. "I hate you!"
"Of course, Celice." Mallvorn grinned. "I am a very patient vampire, and I will wait for you forever."
Sirius shuddered, but couldn't help the feeling of loss as Mallvorn sauntered out of the room. "I hate you…At least I thought I did."
Torri and Louis were crouching under the window below the top of the tower that Draco was playing on. Torri's normally bright crimson brown eyes were laced with fear and pain. Louie was looking extremely pale, even for a vampire, and his face was haggardly drawn.
"Torri…." Louie trailed off. "Be careful. Do not do anything crazy, okay?"
She hugged her vampire. "Don't worry. I will be." She crawled out the window and onto the roof.
Her lover was positioned on the roof, fingers frantically strumming the violin. His rampant music filled the air. The black X on his cheek was starting to burn through his pale skin.
"Draco?" Torri asked meekly.
"Torri, darling, come closer." Draco said, his eyes never opening.
"Draco, your going to hurt yourself if you stay up here." The brunette said carefully.
"Come and look at them? The grim reapers are here to steal out souls." Draco laughed.
"Draco….What's wrong with you!" Torri tried to scream, but her voice came out a whisper.
"Why do we bother with life, Torri? Just to die. We're all going to die here. The walls of Hogwarts will be stained with the blood of children and the blood of the innocents will stream down the hallways in torrents of hate. What can we do to fight that?"
"Stop thinking that way!" Torri growled her temper started to sizzle. "I doubt we're all going to die."
"So you admit some of us will." Draco's voice was cracked and rough and carried a manic quality.
"Readily." She nodded. Sparks started to sizzle on Draco's skin. "Draco stop, your messing with forces more powerful then you can deal with!"
"Sirius is gone. Mallvorn isn't the ring leader in this war Torri. Did you know that? Adonis is."
"What the fuck are you talking about!" Torri screamed.
"I know Torri! The devil talks to me, when I play his violin. I can hear his voice." Draco cackled. "Let the forces come! I'll die now, I've wanted to die for months, what difference does it make how or where?"
Torri swallowed the lump in her throat. "Then I go with you."
Draco's blonde head snapped back to look at her. "What?"
"Your messing with divine forces here Draco!" Torri yelled over the wind. "If they kill you then I'm going with you."
"Why?"
"Because I love you." Torri said as if it were the most logical thing in the world. "I follow you, you follow me."
"You would die, for me?" Draco asked, the concept couldn't embed itself in his brain, so Torri took matters into her own hands. She crossed the distance between them in seconds and she lifted her hand.
She fought to keep herself from vomiting or shutting her eyes as she called the shadows to her palm. They gathered into a small swirling ball at the tips of her fingers, weaving around them. Draco's skin crackled with the lightning of Hell, and he reached out his hand and interlaced his fingers with hers.
There was a sharp crackle as lightning melded with shadow. The yellow glow of the lightning cast a glow over their faces, as if they were huddled over a small fire. The shadows danced around the lightning, and the lightning sizzled on her hand.
"Tor…You never use the shadows unless you have to." Draco whispered.
"I guess that shows how much I care for you." Torri smiled weakly at him.
"Tor, I want you to leave. I don't want you to fight. I don't want you to die." Draco sighed. He looked down at their interlaced fingers. "Would you leave?"
"I don't believe in this war. I don't see any point to stay." Draco's face brightened, but Torri continued. "But your going to fight. This war means something to you. You believe in this. And I believe in you."
"You are too sweet to be real." Draco smiled warmly at her. "I won't let you get hurt."
"And if you do anything stupid I follow you." Torri said, leaning in closer to him. "So don't do anything stupid."
"So if I called God a loser right now and God smote me, would you follow me there? Would you follow me to Hell?" Draco asked, with a small smirk.
"Personally I'd prefer Hell to Heaven any day." Torri smiled back at him. "Now can you put down that damn violin and get of the roof?"
"Remus?" Remmy asked. The werewolf hadn't moved from the window. Alex was even starting to get nervous. "I know the death eaters are fascinating, but it's time to go. We have to find Morgan."
Remus didn't move.
"Remus you have to live with it." Alex snapped. "Move on, Sirius never fucking mopped, Sirius was strong! If you were more like him this wouldn't be happening!"
The instant those words left Alex's mouth he knew he'd made the biggest mistake of his life. The moment Remus' glossy amber eyes shot open and turned to fix him with the stare of a broken doll.
"I wasn't good enough." Remus' voice wasn't Remus' voice, it wispy and heartfelt, like all the passion he'd ever felt was bottled inside those words.
"No, Remus he didn't mean it!" Remmy begged, "Please Remus!"
But the vampire's words couldn't stop the glass on the window from shattering, or for the silver light to stream into the office and illuminate The slender form of Remus, making his normally reddish golden waves look like pure silver. "I wasn't there for you…I wasn't there."
"For who Remus!" Remmy shouted, the wind howled violently through the room.
"Goodbyes are long," The werewolf whispered. "I tried. I tired so hard, but it never worked!"
"Remus get a hold of yourself!" Remmy howled, "What did you do?"
"I couldn't do it! I couldn't see you cross the line! And it was so dark, so dark." Remus sobbed.
"For the love of God, Remus." Remmy moaned.
Something finally snapped inside the werewolf, something that was holding him together shattered, and his howls resonated through the entire castle. "Adonis!" He screamed. "I couldn't do it! I never could do it! Adonis!" He crumpled to his knees, still glowing silvery white. "ADONIS!"
"Don?" Vallon asked, he didn't wear the dreamy look eh always did, with thick eye lashes fanning out from his bright amber eyes. Tonight his eyes were huge and worried, his voice however held the same wispy passion as always.
"Yeah?" The other man said gruffly. "What are you going to do? Stick a cross through my heart?" He stood with his back facing Vallon and huge golden wings draping around him. There was no moon tonight only the stars.
Vallon's rich laugh caught him of guard. "I should." Vallon walked down the steps of the church so he could wrap his arms around the taller mans shoulder. Now Vallon was above the man so he could for once bury his face in the man's neck. "Adonis, I couldn't do it. I would never hurt you."
"How can you trust me?" Adonis moaned, his voice raw and torn. "I killed my own kind! How many sins have I committed?"
"Why worry about that now, Don? My faith lies in God, he'll save you because he always saves those who are worthy."
"How am I worthy?" Adonis barked.
Vallon wasn't put off by Adonis' harsh tone. "I love you, for one. I know you don't mean to do those awful things. If God is truly God, then he'll see you for what you really are."
"A killer? A murderer an angel fallen from grace?"
"Not fallen from grace. All men were created angels, Don." Vallon's lips curled into a smile. "Trouble is not all angels were created equal. That's why we're down here."
"You are so interesting to listen to." Adonis teased gently.
"And besides, you fell into my grace."
For a moment Adonis felt perfect, like he'd found paradise. There was nothing he wanted more then to be with Vallon forever. "I would kill for you."
"I know."
"I'd destroy every town and burn every church and kill every child if it meant just a chance to look at you." Adonis growled.
"I know."
"Are you frightened?" Adonis smirked.
"Never of you. You need someone who won't run from you. I will never run away from you. I could never change you Adonis. I will never fear you."
"Vall?" Adonis asked, his own green eyes were innocently wide and forgiving.
"Hm…"
"You belong to me, and only me. No one will ever touch you….Your mine." Adonis trailed his clawed fingers down Vallon's arm, who shuddered under him. "Scared?"
"No." Vallon said bravely. "I trust you….no matter what."
"What if I killed the first person who laid a singly hand on you?"
"Still, never." Vallon argued stubbornly.
"If I killed whoever looked at you?"
"No." Vallon said with less conviction.
"What if I burnt down your precious church?" Adonis' lips curled into a feral grin.
"Stop it Adonis." Vallon whispered.
"Tell me your scared of me."
"I love you…and I will never leave you." Vallon snarled. "But stop it. Why are you doing this?!"
"Because I love you Vallon, and you belong to me." Adonis said softly. He suddenly rounded on the priest and leapt on him.
"Adonis!" He screamed as those claws pierced his skin, "Stop it!" The wound started to burn themselves in Vallon's skin. "ADONIS! ADONIS!"
Morgan woke up slowly, her eyes fluttered open and she shut them quickly, not believing where she was. But she gamely opened them again and jumped. She was hanging in a huge web, her arms and legs were stuck to it like it was glue. She couldn't move, let alone escape. "What the fuck is this!"
"It's a web of candy and chocolate." Someone sneered.
"You delusional bastard!" Morgan screamed. "Let me down!"
Adonis smirked, he was completely there, his form was solid. "No, no darling. You'll be safe here."
"Where the hell is here!" She shrieked.
"The forbidden forest." Adonis smirked. "You are going to be Voldemort's queen."
Morgan's struggling died down slowly as those words sank in. "No…This is a joke! A sick joke! Voldemort? Voldemort! Voldemort's gay!"
"Well if he wants you as his queen I think he's at least bisexual." Adonis smirked. "You are so much fun to toy with."
"Don't you dare toy with me!" Morgan yelled. "I am not marrying Voldemort or having conversations with a lunatic about his sexuality!"
"But you are so interesting, and beautiful. My god Celice is a lucky man."
"Pervert!" Morgan grumbled, but she couldn't deny liking the attention from this flawless creature. "But Voldemort's ugly!"
"Darling, have you seen him lately? He's got a new body, perfect body."
"Well he still killed Lily and James!" She snarled. "Fuck me if I ever get any near him without a gun!"
"Well alright."
"Pervert!" Morgan shrieked. "Rape!"
"Oh darling I don't do rape." Adonis laughed.
"You are sick." Morgan spat. "Goddamit why did I have to look behind me!"
"Because people are idiots."
For once Morgan couldn't argue with him.
"ADONIS!"
The once angel's head shot toward the castle and Morgan attempted to look that way, but the spider web kept her head locked in place. "Remus!" She yelled. "What did you do to him!"
"Fuck off." Adonis hissed, and Morgan went deathly quiet.
"ADONIS!"
The angel ran out of the clearing and in a moment disappeared, he reappeared as a blur and then disappeared again. "Bloody fast running people." Morgan growled. "Please if there's any God up there, let him look after Remus!"
Sirius was rudely awoken by the loud clang of a door.
"Time to get up pretty boy." Someone sneered. Sirius's chains were roughly yanked from his wrists and before he could protest he was hauled to his feet and the collar was snapped around his neck. He was yanked from the room by someone grabbing the leash. "Move it!"
"Would it kill ya to say please!" Sirius growled.
One of the men slapped him. "Slaves don't talk!"
Sirius sullenly followed the men, rubbing his stinging cheek. They trudged through dark damp halls until they reached a room of startling contrast. The room was made of cherry wood beautiful inlaid with gold and looked like a Victorian mansion, in fact it was.
It was a cover up for the huge dungeons where they kept 'slaves'. Sirius followed them out the double doors and saw Mallvorn, in a black Armani suit and sunglasses waiting for him outside a limo. Sirius looked down at himself and noticed he was…better dressed in a white shirt and black jeans.
Mallvorn smirked when he saw Sirius, but it quickly faded into a frown when he saw the red hand print on the grim's cheek. "You touched him." Mallvorn growled,, no foreplay or tact there.
Sirius nearly leapt with joy at being back with Mallvorn, and then wanted to kick himself for the mere thought. "I hate Mallvorn! I want to kill him!" But even in his mind he was losing his conviction. He was comforted by Mallvorn's protective attitude towards Sirius though.
"Uh…He was being sarcastic. Aren't we supposed to discipline your pets?" The man asked, Sirius winced for the dumb man. Mallvorn's wand shot right through his chest and he ripped out the man's heart.
"Idiot." Mallvorn muttered, he licked the still beating heart before tossing it away. "Bad blood, find his parents and any off spring or sibling. I want them all dead." Mallvorn said casually. Sirius couldn't summon any pity for the man or his family, what was one family among thousands, millions…nothing. The other two men shared a glance before dragging their friends' corpse away.
Mallvorn opened the door and Sirius slipped in the limo and Mallvorn came in after him. The vampire immediately reached over and touched Sirius' cheek. "What makes that bastard think he can touch you."
"There's no need to have a spaz attack about it." Sirius mumbled beat red.
Mallvorn laughed and leaned back in his seat. "So have you decided Sirius?"
"Decided what?"
"If you hate me or not."
Sirius starred out the window in silence for a moment. "No one's ever tried to protect me before. I was the one who protected, I kept Morgan safe, and Remus safe…and Harry safe. I never really knew anyone cared." Sirius found it odd he was admitting his inner most feelings to a man he loathed, but what did it matter, he'd be dead in a few hours anyway. "I don't know."
"Honestly Sirius." Mallvorn smiled. "I've cut you, put a collar on you, stalked you, drove you insane, I've signed your friends' death warrants and you can't say you hate me."
"You're like a drug, Mallvorn." Sirius said softly and Mallvorn turned to stare at him. "Being with you is like a place beyond happiness and sadness, I can see what creates my own madness. I don't have to look back, and I don't want to. I'm addicted to your punishment. I'm addicted to you."
"It's unfortunate," Mallvorn started. "That we meet again like this." He reached out and cupped Sirius' cheek. "But I swear I won't let you get hurt. I'll kill anything that keeps me from you. I won't let you go."
"This is a disaster Mallvorn…." Sirius whispered. "You, me, Hogwarts. And I'm craving it."
"It's not love…but addiction is a start." Mallvorn sighed.
As Harry flew over the death eaters he counted at least six hundred. But that was hours ago, now he flew for the fun of it. He flew so he could relax. "How can we win this? We're going to die…"
He spotted a small lake and landed gracefully at its bank. His feet fell with a soft thud onto the mossy ground as he folded his wings behind his back. Harry sat down on a smooth rock and watched the ripples move over the silver blue lake.
"Sirius please be alright." Harry sighed. He shut his eyes tightly and tilted his face to the sky. "Please, dear God in heaven…I haven't asked for much…Let us get out of this alive…Let Sirius be protected and Morgan be strong and Remus be held and Draco be loved and Torri be never be alone and Rowan be smiling. And let the good side win…no, not the good side. Let me win…let me kill Voldemort so I can disappear. I hate it here, let my destiny be fulfilled so I can finally rest in peace."