Harry Potter and the Millennium

Disclaimer: Nothing you recognize is mine.
Notes: Ok, I made a mistake… Integral is only freed next chapter, sorry! By the way, graphic descriptions of violence are hard to write! And I'm not going to do accents; I can't make them sound authentic.
Warnings: This chapter is going to be very violent… You have been warned!

Thess: Thanks for the first review! Anyway, Major isn't really at the Death Eater Meeting place, Rip was like Shroedinger in Volume 4, a messenger. She brought a small screen that showed the Major. As for the last 2 questions, I can't answer them, if I do, I'll spoil the fic for you guys. P
Aeolus the Soul Hunter: Thanks! As the OC part, I mirror my response to Thess. If I answer, I'll spoil it for you.

Chapter II – Fire and Brimstone

"So, how are we going to get there again?" A young child who looked twelve with black cat ears asked.

"Schrödinger, that's the third time you asked the question in the past hour. Remind me again why you're going with us?" the Huntress asked, sounding annoyed.

"I can't help it if I'm forgetful, Rip! I'm going because the Major said I need combat experience, remember?" Schrödinger replied.

"That's a bad excuse if I ever heard one Shroedinger. You just wanted to see magic." A woman with her body half covered with tattoos and carrying a giant scythe replied.

"Well and that too!" he pouted. Rip laughed,

"Well okay, now go tell Major we're going, and tell the troops too."

"Erm, where are we going again?" he asked, scratching his head.

"We're going to… make a statement." the tattooed woman, Zorin Blitz, said, grinning.

"Oh yes! I'll go now." With that, Schrödinger vanished.

The two women walked up to the zeppelin prepared for them by the Major. They were going to make a statement with the wizarding world. They climbed up the steps and waited for their orders.

There had been no warning, none at all. One minute the sky was bright and the sun was shining, then, a huge balloon shaped vehicle had came into view, blocking the sun, casting the alley into shadows. 'Zeppelin', those versed in Muggle technology whispered. All of the sudden, they attacked.

Bullets rained down on them like deadly hailstones. Many died immediately, caught in the carnage. Those that survived quickly took cover in the various shops along the alley. Panic filled the air, for Muggle weapons were not supposed to be allowed inside Diagon Alley!

Then, people started jumping down from the zeppelins, landing on the cobblestones of the alley. They attacked the shops, slashing and killing everyone they see. The wizards and witches tried desperately to counter attack, but the spells they used were simply repelled. Many of the shoppers along the Alley were students, children that had not learned proper spells to counter attack.

"Vampires! They're vampires!" A wizard rushed out from Flourish and Blotts, his wand out.

All of a sudden, a loud gunshot cracked through the air, breaking through the screams of the wizards and witches and the laughter of the invaders. The man who had recognized the invaders for who they were suddenly found a hole in his stomach. He fell down, dead. However, the bullet did not disappear, it zipped through the air, smashing through windows and concrete walls with a singular purpose, to kill.

"Beasts of the Pasture, Beast of the Forest, Those that Race the Skies! The Cry of Victory will be MINE!" Rip van Winkle sang, her lilting voice soft and seemingly innocent.

She reloaded her musket, and a second shot rang through the air. A second bullet joined its brother in the skies. They flew through the air with deadly harmony, killing wherever they struck.

The cobblestones and the walls of the Diagon Alley had been colored with red, colored with blood. Corpses were laid out on the streets, many with expressions of shock and horror. The various shop houses were inflamed, many of them trapping wizards and witches inside. Cries of pain and fright filled the air, as the scent of fear reached Zorin Blitz.

"Ah, the scent of death, the scent of fear! Feast on, soldiers, feast on the blood of the people! Feast on blood spiced with fear and horror, the best flavour of all! Feast on! Feast on!" she cried, her eyes filled with a maniacal glee.

She swung her giant scythe, beheading many people in the process. Standing with her back to the exit of the Alley, she killed the many panicky wizards who tried to escape. Many died to the blade even before they touched the wall that separated them from their salvation, or so they thought. Zorin Blitz grabbing a child, no older then thirteen. She grinned,

"You must be a virgin, no?"

Without an answer, she sank her fangs into the throat of the child, his screams muted when she destroyed his windpipe. Hot, virgin blood spiced with fear filled her mouth as she drank her fill. When the child had been sucked dry, she smiled, her teeth glistening with blood. She cut open his ribcage and took out his heart. She smirked, and proceeded to devour the heart savagely, without caring of the looks of horror to her direction. When she finished eating the heart, she turned to the various witches and wizards standing stock-still, staring at her.

Smirking, she said, "Now, where were we?" Zorin Blitz swung her scythe, successfully beheading all those that were staring at her in one fell swoop.

"Ah, I remember. I was massacring you!"

Schrödinger stood, at the top of one of the few shops that were still intact. He was holding a small, rectangular screen in his hand. The Major was watching through the screen, drinking in the blood and carnage of the scene in front of him.

"How beautiful, what a marvelous declaration of war, don't you think? Schrödinger?" the Major said, laughing.

"Of course, Major. The scent of death, how wonderful." Schrödinger smiled, showing small, sharp teeth, like a cat's.

"Indeed, Schrödinger. Indeed…"

Rip van Winkle leaned against the wall shielding the wizarding world from Muggle London. She took a silent headcount of her soldiers. 100 soldiers came, and… 82 of them remained. How wonderful, only 18 of her soldiers died among the corpses that lined the roads.

She stepped back and started walking towards the zeppelin, motioning to the others that the fun was over. Then, she turned to Schrödinger,

"It's time to do your job now, Schrödinger."

The boy nodded, and took out a large paintbrush. He dipped it into the blood pooled everywhere and slowly began to draw a swastika on the only dry place in the whole alley, the center. Then, he took out the smaller paintbrush, and dipped it into the blood again. Directly below the swastika, he wrote 'Millennium'.

"I'm done."

"Good, let's go now. Let them discover this for themselves."

With a laugh, the group departed, not caring for the various mutilated corpses around the Diagon Alley. It had been a great day for the Millennium Group

Harry Potter was startled by the sudden 'crack!'' that signaled someone apparating into the house. He jumped, and swung around to meet the solemn eyes of Remus Lupin. Uncle Vernon roared,

"What did I say about you magical sort coming in and out of my house?"

Remus ignored them, and clutched Harry's arm tightly, almost painfully.

"Harry, you have to come with me, now. Get your things, we're going to the Burrow."

"What? Why? Why now?"

Remus's expression looked pained for a moment, but he shook it off,

"Harry, we'll answer your questions later. Come with us, now."

Harry nodded and sprinted upstairs, ignoring the Dursleys who were staring agape at Remus and him. Upon reaching his room, he packed his things as quickly as he could into his trunk. Then, he dragged his trunk downstairs. The Dursleys were cowering, even Uncle Vernon. Remus saw him and grabbed his arm again, taking out a worn out handkerchief from his pocket, he whispered,

"Portus!"

"Grab hold of it, Harry."

Harry grabbed a corner of the handkerchief. Five seconds later, he felt the familiar tugging at his navel and the Dursleys swirling out of focus…

Next Chapter: Integral gets out of jail, and Judas is found (finally).

Ouch, the story kind of got out of my hands after the first few sentences… I hadn't meant for it to get so gory. –hides- Sorry!