The Dark Lady
Chapter 19 – Next Target
By gracie5412
Shout outs to –
Madaboogoo,
Raushanara,
A/N – I'm kind of getting bored of this story now so I'm going to try to finish it off in the next few chapters, I hope. There wasn't going to be too much more going on anyway but I really just want to finish it off now.
Draco watched in glee, from a far away distance of course, as he was now wanted by the whole of Wizarding Britain, as over the next few days Neville was pointed out in various line-ups and court cases by witnesses to what they thought had been the murder. The jury found him guiltily and sentenced him to life in Azkaban. Now, Draco thought happily, just three more to deal with and it will be easy.
The next target he suspected would be the hardest, the only one his old master had feared. Not that he feared Dumbledore though, but his vast knowledge would be hard to go up against. But first there was the matter of the angel to exchange. The week passed quickly and at Midnight on the seventh night the ground began to shake as it had done before and a large crack appeared down the centre of the Hall. Smoke billowed from it and Lucifer stepped out.
"You have my angel?" He asked in a voice that was more demanding than questioning.
"Yes, Your Darkness, right this way." Draco said with a smile. He led him along the hall and to the room where the angel was being held.
Lucifer held up a hand signalling Draco to stop and walked into the room alone. As the angel started screaming Draco winced as the sound was piecing, but soon enough there was a great flash of white light and the hall returned into silence.
Lucifer stepped back out to join Draco while placing something into his pocket.
"Well done, I did not believe that you would be able to do it, now I suppose I should hold up to my end of the bargain. Show me the girl." He commanded and was led to the room where Hermione lay.
Holding his hands, palms down, above her he slowly started to chant, gradually getting louder and louder. Black mist stared swirling around them until it found its way into Hermione's body. It disappeared for a moment before starting to pour out again, through her mouth. It seemed to go through Lucifer's hands and disappear.
Once the mist had cleared he stopped chanting Hermione's eyes fluttered open. They were still jet black, a small evil smile played across her lips as she stood up.
"My Lord I thank you greatly." She said sweetly to Lucifer as she bowed before him.
"Very well, it is done. I shall go now." He said as she straightened up. With a flash he was gone.
Hermione turned to Draco.
"Malfoy what have I missed while I was in a state?" She demanded and Draco quickly told her all about what they had done to Ginny and Neville and the deal he had made. She seemed happy with the progress and order Draco to arrange a feast with all the deatheaters to celebrate her getting better.
When she was alone, Hermione played the scene of her murdering the guard again and this time she laughed. Guilt and remorse had been permanently removed from her body. All that was left was the lust for power and malice.
That evening the feast began and all were in good spirits, although not all were happy at the prospect of having a Mudblood ruling them. But those people knew to keep their mouths closed unless they wanted an early death.
As the evening drew on Hermione stood up to make a speech.
"My followers! My people! My army! Today I stand before you once again strong and in control, no longer have I got another side of me to compete with. No longer must I be sickeningly good. And today I propose that we get moving, no more hanging around planning our next moves so intricately. Our next move shall be to kill our new target! And our new target? Dumbledore! We shall not fear him! We shall stand against him and fight! It is time, my people, to storm the school. It is time to make the next move!"
There was a rousing cheer all along the table and Hermione smiled her evil smile. Once the clapping had died down she continued.
"Tonight! We shall go tonight! When day is ready to break we shall be in the castle and slitting the throats of all that cross us. But do not go looking for a kill! There are some students there who shall be ready to join us soon! We don't want to kill one of our own! Once you find the old fool bring him to me! Snape too! He needs to be shown that our way is the best way."
Draco was shocked at Hermione's quick recovery, but also pleased that his deal had worked. The sooner they continued the sooner Hermione would face Potter, he reminded himself. He didn't expect her to win that fight Potter would kill her. And then as the grief blinded him Draco would step in and finish the job. That way he would be seen best to take over. And all he had to do was bide his time until then.
Hermione was too busy arranging her troops t notice that Draco was not cheering along with the rest of the men and women in the room. The thrill of killing was still a novelty to her and she couldn't wait to do it again.
The next few hours were spent pacing up and down, readying themselves for the battle. One of her spies in Hogwarts confirmed that the Headmaster was there that evening. Finally at three-thirty in the morning the troops, lead by Hermione disapperated into Hogsmade.
From reading Hogwarts A History so many times Hermione knew exactly what wards were upon Hogwarts, but it still took her almost an hour to undo them, as they were so complex. Luckily no one saw them.
Finally, the deatheaters were able to advance upon the castle and silently enter. They spilt into four groups of five to raid each House and bring them all down into the Great Hall as captives, a group of ten went to round up all teachers while four others accompanied Hermione to find Dumbledore. All that were left stood guard outside so no one would be able to escape.
As she advanced down the silent, candlelit halls she smirked happily to herself. They stopped outside the statue that guarded Dumbledore's office and Hermione pointed her wand at it.
"Reducto!" She cried and a red light shot from her wand and blasted the statue into millions of tiny pieces. The four deatheaters ran quickly up the stairs and after much shouting Dumbledore was dragged down between them in a full body bind.
"Why hello there Headmaster, I'm sorry did we get you up?" Hermione sneered in a false innocent voice.
She turned on her heels and made her way back to the Great hall where all the students and teachers were being held with invisible ropes. She stepped over the corpses of those who had obviously not complied with what they were being told. Stepping up onto the stage she smirked round at everyone.
"It's so very nice of you all to join me here on this very special occasion. Now I guess it won't be very long until the bloody interfering Aurors get here so I'll make this quick. Boys bring him up here!"
Dumbledore was pushed up onto the stage and the body bind was removed.
"Miss Granger you don't have to do this." He tried to reason with her.
"Oh but I really do." Hermione countered with a grin. "Avada Kerdavra!"
"Expelliarmus!" Dumbledore shouted at the same time.
Their spells met in the middle, green light hitting blue and fighting to get past each other. The golden ball appeared in the centre and Hermione was thankful that Harry had told her about when this had happened between him and Voldemort, as she was able to brace herself before her wand starting shaking violently.
"This will never work Hermione." Dumbledore said, "One of us is going to have to break the hold sooner or later. Why don't be both just do it now before someone gets hurt?"
"You'd like that wouldn't you old man." She sneered. "That way when you tire you won't loose."
"Hermione I mean it, you have done no real damage yet, you still have the option to come back and join us. Please Hermione, you don't have to be like Voldemort."
"I don't want to go back, I like it here. My own followers, complete power and all that I find its kinda fun!" Hermione taunted. "And you're wrong, I'm not like Voldemort, as I have no problem attacking a man from behind."
With a brief nod in their direction from Hermione, four deatheaters advanced upon the Headmaster, and before he even had the change to break the spell with Hermione he was dead.
"Such a mess." Hermione sighed at all the bodies littering the hall. She pointed her wand up towards the ceiling and muttered "Incendio."
All the bodies burst into flames and quickly turned into ash.
She then turned to Snape, who was tied up near the front of the stage. "It's such a shame you wussed out and went crawling back to your dear Headmaster, we could have used you with the potion making." She sighed before giving a shrug and breaking into a grin "Oh well we'll survive. Avada Kedavara!"
She turned her back on the body of her dead potions master and started walking towards the door. "Come on then people we have deaths to arrange!" she called and the deatheaters all quickly followed.
