EL: Sorry for the long wait! I edited chp. 10 so you should read that before you read this....not much is changed, I just noticed some mistakes.. :)
Chp 11 Connections.
The Weasley's had just left his office and Dumbledore sat thinking... ' The markings L.M, on young Ginevra must mean something, maybe the torturer. Perhaps, Harry just wouldn't let him get away. I wonder...Just enough time to contact our informant and find out. L.M perhaps for Lucius Malfoy.' He jumped up and ran to the fireplace, threw some floo powder in and called. "Severus Snape." Ten seconds later Snape's head was in the fire.
"Yes."
"Contact Sneak, tell him to contact Ocean, and tell her to keep an eye out for Serpent at work, I think Pheonix took him somewhere, I need to know for sure, it is of great importance. Make sure to catch her before 12:30. "
"Yes, sir." Snape's head disappeared into the fire and Dumbledore went to sit back down, wondering.
ooooooo A young woman in grey robes walked quickly towards the restrooms, her signal necklace was warming up. Walking into a stall, she took the necklace off, twisted a certain pearl in a strange pattern and held it to her ear. A scratchy voice came from the necklace, quietly.
" Find out about Serpent. Be inconspicuous. Of Great importance. Constant Vigilance." After this was said the necklace cooled down. The woman smiled. They had gotten to her just in time. She clasped the necklace back onto her neck and went to do what she had been ordered to do. It was only 12: 25.
OOOOOOO
Harry apparated directly in front of a door. He was angry, that much was obvious, his magic was almost heating the air around him. With a crash the door opened, and standing directly opposite from Harry was Lucius Malfoy, who looked him up and down, then smirked,
"Mr. Potter, how nice of you to join me..."
In two seconds Harry had crossed the room and punched Malfoy square in the jaw. Malfoy went flying and hit the opposite wall, blonde hair and black robes whipping around him, he fell to the floor with a thud and lay there, panting.
"That was because I'm angry." Harry said harshly from between gritted teeth.
Malfoy stood up and looked at Harry, his jaw was red but his face and eyes were still stone cold and blank.
"Mr. Potter, now that you have...vented your anger, would be so kind as to tell me why I am here, or perhaps, where here is?"
"You're here for what you did to Ginny, you bastard." Harry told him, green eyes flaming.
"Ginny? Ah yes, the littlest Weasley, I remember now, you and her had something going on before her family so treacherously believed you guilty of murder. That must have strained things in your...relationship." Here Malfoy stopped to savor the look on Harry's face. " Well, I'm not sorry for torturing the rat, it was actually quite entertaining to hear her scream your name. Harry, Harry ,help me please!" Malfoy laughed but stopped abruptly, alarmed at Harry's now supremely pissed off self.
Malfoy slowly floated off the ground and started spinning, he went faster and faster until all that could be seen was a blur of color. He went spinning, hitting all the walls, bouncing from floor to ceiling..
"Don't talk about her!" Harry yelled, eyes and body glowing white. Malfoy stopped spinning, suspended in the middle of the room. He was whimpering and barely conscious, vomit stained the side of his mouth and made a dark spot on his black robes. Harry looked at him through his glowing eyes. Malfoy's body started to contort into strange shapes, legs and arms twisting up and down. A sudden sharp crack of breaking bone and a piercing yell from Malfoy, brought Harry out of his angry trance. Malfoy fell to the ground, unconscious.
Harry stared at what he had done in his anger, Malfoy was bloody and bruised, left leg twisted in two places at an extremely unnatural angle. Harry turned and left the room, door slamming shut after him.
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" Nott, you mean to tell me that twenty-four of my Deatheatersss have disssappeared, including Luciuss." Voldemort hissed out, staring down at Theodore Nott from his throne.
"Yes, my Lord." Nott was bowing as close as he could to the floor, head down. He was shaking. He hesitated before speaking "The prisoner is also gone."
"Isss she? Why wass thiss allowed to happen, Nott? Don't we have several protection wardsss all around the fortresssss? And even more inside? Shouldn't my Deatheatersss have known there wass an intruder?" Voldemort spoke, anger evident in his tone. When Nott didn't answer Voldemort , drew his wand and hissed out "Crucio...When I assk you a quesstion, I expect an anssswer, Nott."
Nott was writhing on the floor, screaming for a minute or so before Voldemort moved his wand.
"My Lord, thank you, I deserved that." Nott voice was shaky and hesitant. He spoke still laying on the floor but after a moment got back into his bowing position.
" My Lord, I have other news that might interest you." Nott stopped waiting for Voldemort's permission to continue, which came in the form of a nod of Voldemort's head and a wave of his hand.
"We caught Sirius Black at the edge of the wards, my Lord. One of the others recognized his animagus form from Pettigrew's descriptions. He is in the dungeons, my Lord, we did not know what to do with him." Nott waited still in the same bowing position, preparing himself for Voldemort's response.
" Ssiriuss Black? Potter'ss godfather? Hm...thisss iss good newss, Nott, very good newssss." Voldemort smiled maliciously, and waved his hand for Nott to go.
OOOOOOOOOOO "Minister, you had a meeting with Lucius Malfoy scheduled for 12:00, did he arrive while I was away? If not, sir, he is thirty minutes late. Have you seen him at all today?" The young woman speaking's voice was slow and smooth, like a river running over a smooth rock.
"I had a meeting with him? Well, I haven't seen him at all today. Now that you mention it, dear, he didn't floo in this morning like usual. Where could he be? " Minister Fudge said, wonderingly. He was sitting behind his desk, playing with a peahen feather quill.
The woman who had spoken, was his secretary. She was standing by the door, she was tall,around twenty-three, had long, straight, light blonde, almost white, hair pulled into a loose bun at her neck, and greenish blue eyes the color of ocean water. Her skin was a soft white color, her nose was straight and slightly too small for her face, her lips were full, the color of coral, and pulled up into a smile. She was wearing a gray tight fitting robe and a pearl necklace. She was also from a good wizarding family , and though the mother's side was slightly hazy, Minister Fudge thought she was the perfect secretary. He had hired her right after Potter's release and she had proved extremely helpful.
"If you would like, sir, I could floo his house and inquire about him?" The secretary, Delila Thomson, said in a rush, her voice now was slightly low but energetic.
" Well, I'm sure he has a good reason for not being here, maybe other business. On to other things, tell Ms. Umbridge that I will be going to lunch and invite her to come along. After that, you may go take your own lunch. " Minister Fudge gave her a greasy smile. Delila nodded and moved on her way.
After telling Umbridge what she had been ordered to tell her, the young secretary took the lift to the Atrium and disapparated to her house, from there, she contacted Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
"Sir, I understand you wanted to talk to me." Delila's voice was quiet and calm as the sea, as were her eyes.
" Yes, Ms. Thomson, but first, how is work? You are on your lunch break, I suppose." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at Delila, who smiled.
"Work is work, I filed papers and signed documents. It's the same as everyday, except someone expected didn't come by." Delila nodded her head. Dumbledore replied.
" Oh, may I ask who the Minister was expecting?" Dumbledore seemed very grave all of a sudden and Delila's eyes had cooled, like frozen water, as had her voice when she answered.
"I am sorry, I cannot give you that information. What is it you wanted to talk to me about?" She was curt and cool, now.
"Yes, forgive me, my dear, no prying meant." Dumbledore's eyes were twinkling again and he was smiling. "Now, I wished to invite you to tea on Wednesday. It is extremely lonely without all the children running around." Delila nodded and with a " I will see you there, goodbye, sir", she pulled out of the fireplace.
Delila ate a quick lunch and went back to work.
oO)OOOOOO
Dumbledore sat in his chair behind his desk, staring into the fire that ,two minutes ago, had held Delila's face. 'If I know Lucius, he would be there everyday, to assure his position as Fudge's favorite. So, Harry has taken Lucius Malfoy to wherever he is. I hope he doesn't do anything he'll regret.' Dumbledore snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared with a sharp crack.
"Hello Headmaster Dumbledore! Anything Linkle can do for Headmaster Dumbledore, sirs?"
"Yes, Linkle, please inform Professor Snape that I need to talk to him, about a student. It's very important. Then you can go back down to the kitchen. Thank you"
"Yes Headmaster, sir, right away sir." With another crack Linkle disappeared.
Five minutes later, Professor Snape came storming in, black robes billowing out behind him. He was scowling and smelled slightly like raw meat and owl vomit. He stood behind the chair that was in front of Dumbledore's desk.
"Ah Professor Snape, please sit." Dumbledore motioned toward the chair in front of Snape. All he got as a response was a sharp nod, and Snape rigidly sat in the offered chair.
"Lemon drop? No? Oh well," Dumbledore reached over and picked a lemon drop from the brown bag on his desk, while Snape watched sourly. "A mutual friend contacted me and we set up tea for Wednesday. I hope you will come. I will be inviting some other friends. It should be fun. Now," Dumbledore sat up straight and cleared his throat. " onto business, I think one of your students, a Miss. Cordelia Lenan, in fourth year, has been having some problems in Charms class, perhaps she would appreciate a tutor? I'm sure we could set something up." Professor Snape nodded and said,
"Yes, sir, I'm sure I could find a tutor for her, perhaps Toby LeGraine and against my better judgement I will come for tea in three days. I have some things to talk about with our friend." He said the word 'friend' distastefully, "Now, if I may be excused."
"Yes, Professor Snape, good day." They both stood and professor Snape stormed out. Dumbledore sighed and sat back down. He just sat there, staring into the fire.
(TBC)
El: He was making a potion, obviously a really gross potion. EWWW!
Hi! :) I'm alive! Anywhoms, anyone at all understand this chapter? It's kinda done at last minute...I'm still editing, I should be done soon! :) ..:) I think this is pretty long, for me. :)
I'm sorry about the delay it's not going to happen often maybe never I hope you'll forgive me. I'm really not a flake like Em. :)
Reviews are extremely appreciated. I thank every single one of you.
Aellaheh
Sneak peak preview of chp. 12 Remembrance.
"Sighing, relieved, she fell back on the comfortable bed, and threw her arm over her eyes, only to pull it back a second later. All over her arm, were long, thin lines criss-crossing each other in a strange pattern. With a flash Ginny remembered how those had appeared."
Chp 11 Connections.
The Weasley's had just left his office and Dumbledore sat thinking... ' The markings L.M, on young Ginevra must mean something, maybe the torturer. Perhaps, Harry just wouldn't let him get away. I wonder...Just enough time to contact our informant and find out. L.M perhaps for Lucius Malfoy.' He jumped up and ran to the fireplace, threw some floo powder in and called. "Severus Snape." Ten seconds later Snape's head was in the fire.
"Yes."
"Contact Sneak, tell him to contact Ocean, and tell her to keep an eye out for Serpent at work, I think Pheonix took him somewhere, I need to know for sure, it is of great importance. Make sure to catch her before 12:30. "
"Yes, sir." Snape's head disappeared into the fire and Dumbledore went to sit back down, wondering.
ooooooo A young woman in grey robes walked quickly towards the restrooms, her signal necklace was warming up. Walking into a stall, she took the necklace off, twisted a certain pearl in a strange pattern and held it to her ear. A scratchy voice came from the necklace, quietly.
" Find out about Serpent. Be inconspicuous. Of Great importance. Constant Vigilance." After this was said the necklace cooled down. The woman smiled. They had gotten to her just in time. She clasped the necklace back onto her neck and went to do what she had been ordered to do. It was only 12: 25.
OOOOOOO
Harry apparated directly in front of a door. He was angry, that much was obvious, his magic was almost heating the air around him. With a crash the door opened, and standing directly opposite from Harry was Lucius Malfoy, who looked him up and down, then smirked,
"Mr. Potter, how nice of you to join me..."
In two seconds Harry had crossed the room and punched Malfoy square in the jaw. Malfoy went flying and hit the opposite wall, blonde hair and black robes whipping around him, he fell to the floor with a thud and lay there, panting.
"That was because I'm angry." Harry said harshly from between gritted teeth.
Malfoy stood up and looked at Harry, his jaw was red but his face and eyes were still stone cold and blank.
"Mr. Potter, now that you have...vented your anger, would be so kind as to tell me why I am here, or perhaps, where here is?"
"You're here for what you did to Ginny, you bastard." Harry told him, green eyes flaming.
"Ginny? Ah yes, the littlest Weasley, I remember now, you and her had something going on before her family so treacherously believed you guilty of murder. That must have strained things in your...relationship." Here Malfoy stopped to savor the look on Harry's face. " Well, I'm not sorry for torturing the rat, it was actually quite entertaining to hear her scream your name. Harry, Harry ,help me please!" Malfoy laughed but stopped abruptly, alarmed at Harry's now supremely pissed off self.
Malfoy slowly floated off the ground and started spinning, he went faster and faster until all that could be seen was a blur of color. He went spinning, hitting all the walls, bouncing from floor to ceiling..
"Don't talk about her!" Harry yelled, eyes and body glowing white. Malfoy stopped spinning, suspended in the middle of the room. He was whimpering and barely conscious, vomit stained the side of his mouth and made a dark spot on his black robes. Harry looked at him through his glowing eyes. Malfoy's body started to contort into strange shapes, legs and arms twisting up and down. A sudden sharp crack of breaking bone and a piercing yell from Malfoy, brought Harry out of his angry trance. Malfoy fell to the ground, unconscious.
Harry stared at what he had done in his anger, Malfoy was bloody and bruised, left leg twisted in two places at an extremely unnatural angle. Harry turned and left the room, door slamming shut after him.
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" Nott, you mean to tell me that twenty-four of my Deatheatersss have disssappeared, including Luciuss." Voldemort hissed out, staring down at Theodore Nott from his throne.
"Yes, my Lord." Nott was bowing as close as he could to the floor, head down. He was shaking. He hesitated before speaking "The prisoner is also gone."
"Isss she? Why wass thiss allowed to happen, Nott? Don't we have several protection wardsss all around the fortresssss? And even more inside? Shouldn't my Deatheatersss have known there wass an intruder?" Voldemort spoke, anger evident in his tone. When Nott didn't answer Voldemort , drew his wand and hissed out "Crucio...When I assk you a quesstion, I expect an anssswer, Nott."
Nott was writhing on the floor, screaming for a minute or so before Voldemort moved his wand.
"My Lord, thank you, I deserved that." Nott voice was shaky and hesitant. He spoke still laying on the floor but after a moment got back into his bowing position.
" My Lord, I have other news that might interest you." Nott stopped waiting for Voldemort's permission to continue, which came in the form of a nod of Voldemort's head and a wave of his hand.
"We caught Sirius Black at the edge of the wards, my Lord. One of the others recognized his animagus form from Pettigrew's descriptions. He is in the dungeons, my Lord, we did not know what to do with him." Nott waited still in the same bowing position, preparing himself for Voldemort's response.
" Ssiriuss Black? Potter'ss godfather? Hm...thisss iss good newss, Nott, very good newssss." Voldemort smiled maliciously, and waved his hand for Nott to go.
OOOOOOOOOOO "Minister, you had a meeting with Lucius Malfoy scheduled for 12:00, did he arrive while I was away? If not, sir, he is thirty minutes late. Have you seen him at all today?" The young woman speaking's voice was slow and smooth, like a river running over a smooth rock.
"I had a meeting with him? Well, I haven't seen him at all today. Now that you mention it, dear, he didn't floo in this morning like usual. Where could he be? " Minister Fudge said, wonderingly. He was sitting behind his desk, playing with a peahen feather quill.
The woman who had spoken, was his secretary. She was standing by the door, she was tall,around twenty-three, had long, straight, light blonde, almost white, hair pulled into a loose bun at her neck, and greenish blue eyes the color of ocean water. Her skin was a soft white color, her nose was straight and slightly too small for her face, her lips were full, the color of coral, and pulled up into a smile. She was wearing a gray tight fitting robe and a pearl necklace. She was also from a good wizarding family , and though the mother's side was slightly hazy, Minister Fudge thought she was the perfect secretary. He had hired her right after Potter's release and she had proved extremely helpful.
"If you would like, sir, I could floo his house and inquire about him?" The secretary, Delila Thomson, said in a rush, her voice now was slightly low but energetic.
" Well, I'm sure he has a good reason for not being here, maybe other business. On to other things, tell Ms. Umbridge that I will be going to lunch and invite her to come along. After that, you may go take your own lunch. " Minister Fudge gave her a greasy smile. Delila nodded and moved on her way.
After telling Umbridge what she had been ordered to tell her, the young secretary took the lift to the Atrium and disapparated to her house, from there, she contacted Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
"Sir, I understand you wanted to talk to me." Delila's voice was quiet and calm as the sea, as were her eyes.
" Yes, Ms. Thomson, but first, how is work? You are on your lunch break, I suppose." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at Delila, who smiled.
"Work is work, I filed papers and signed documents. It's the same as everyday, except someone expected didn't come by." Delila nodded her head. Dumbledore replied.
" Oh, may I ask who the Minister was expecting?" Dumbledore seemed very grave all of a sudden and Delila's eyes had cooled, like frozen water, as had her voice when she answered.
"I am sorry, I cannot give you that information. What is it you wanted to talk to me about?" She was curt and cool, now.
"Yes, forgive me, my dear, no prying meant." Dumbledore's eyes were twinkling again and he was smiling. "Now, I wished to invite you to tea on Wednesday. It is extremely lonely without all the children running around." Delila nodded and with a " I will see you there, goodbye, sir", she pulled out of the fireplace.
Delila ate a quick lunch and went back to work.
oO)OOOOOO
Dumbledore sat in his chair behind his desk, staring into the fire that ,two minutes ago, had held Delila's face. 'If I know Lucius, he would be there everyday, to assure his position as Fudge's favorite. So, Harry has taken Lucius Malfoy to wherever he is. I hope he doesn't do anything he'll regret.' Dumbledore snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared with a sharp crack.
"Hello Headmaster Dumbledore! Anything Linkle can do for Headmaster Dumbledore, sirs?"
"Yes, Linkle, please inform Professor Snape that I need to talk to him, about a student. It's very important. Then you can go back down to the kitchen. Thank you"
"Yes Headmaster, sir, right away sir." With another crack Linkle disappeared.
Five minutes later, Professor Snape came storming in, black robes billowing out behind him. He was scowling and smelled slightly like raw meat and owl vomit. He stood behind the chair that was in front of Dumbledore's desk.
"Ah Professor Snape, please sit." Dumbledore motioned toward the chair in front of Snape. All he got as a response was a sharp nod, and Snape rigidly sat in the offered chair.
"Lemon drop? No? Oh well," Dumbledore reached over and picked a lemon drop from the brown bag on his desk, while Snape watched sourly. "A mutual friend contacted me and we set up tea for Wednesday. I hope you will come. I will be inviting some other friends. It should be fun. Now," Dumbledore sat up straight and cleared his throat. " onto business, I think one of your students, a Miss. Cordelia Lenan, in fourth year, has been having some problems in Charms class, perhaps she would appreciate a tutor? I'm sure we could set something up." Professor Snape nodded and said,
"Yes, sir, I'm sure I could find a tutor for her, perhaps Toby LeGraine and against my better judgement I will come for tea in three days. I have some things to talk about with our friend." He said the word 'friend' distastefully, "Now, if I may be excused."
"Yes, Professor Snape, good day." They both stood and professor Snape stormed out. Dumbledore sighed and sat back down. He just sat there, staring into the fire.
(TBC)
El: He was making a potion, obviously a really gross potion. EWWW!
Hi! :) I'm alive! Anywhoms, anyone at all understand this chapter? It's kinda done at last minute...I'm still editing, I should be done soon! :) ..:) I think this is pretty long, for me. :)
I'm sorry about the delay it's not going to happen often maybe never I hope you'll forgive me. I'm really not a flake like Em. :)
Reviews are extremely appreciated. I thank every single one of you.
Aellaheh
Sneak peak preview of chp. 12 Remembrance.
"Sighing, relieved, she fell back on the comfortable bed, and threw her arm over her eyes, only to pull it back a second later. All over her arm, were long, thin lines criss-crossing each other in a strange pattern. With a flash Ginny remembered how those had appeared."