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Chapter 33: Birth of a Dark Wizard

Hermione just stood there, unable to move, let alone make another sound. Nicola and McGonagall just stood there as well, unable to speak. Neve stepped out in front of Hermione, looking at Nicola.

"You're Hermione's mother?" she asked, looking throughly concerned. Nicola straightened up and took her eyes off the stunned Hermione. She glared at Neve.

"I suppose so. Her original name was supposed to be Ivi; I certainly left that on the card," Nicola said, crossing her arms.

"I'm a Muggle-born. I can't be your daughter," Hermione finally managed to say. Nicola laughed.

"Ha! You? A Muggle-born? No, Hermione. You are a pure-blood. With your apparent intellect, it should've dawned on you that you are a pure-blood," Nicola said. Hermione snorted.

"As far as I'm concerned, I am a Muggle-born. If indeed you are my mother, where have you been the past eighteen years of my life?" Hermione said, picking up her wand. Nicola's eyes widened. She had not expected much else from Hermione's reaction, but she had not expected it to be said with such contempt.

Ginny and Ron came around the other corner, seeing the the six people. Ginny only recognized one Death Eater, but she was wondering why they were all staring at Hermione. She walked around her, squeezing her wand tightly.

"What's going on?" Ron asked noisily. Everyone turned their heads to them. Ron and Ginny looked at each other. Nicola smirked.

"I don't have time for this right now." Nicola snapped her fingers and Apparated out of the corridor. McGonagall let out a long sigh of relief. She let up on the hold of her wand and looked at Hermione. Hermione looked as though she was going to cry. Ron walked over to her.

"What's wrong, Mione?" he asked. Hermione looked up at him.

"I'm going to find her. I've got to ask some questions." Hermione started to walk off. Ron looked at Harry.

"I'll follow herh" McGonagall said. Ron started to go with her. Harry looked at Aurora and Neve.

"Well, I guess it's just us," he said. Neve nodded, but Aurora looked to her left suddenly. She started walking without even acknowledging Harry and Neve. Harry and Neve exchanged confused glances.

"Aurora?" Neve asked, looking confused.

'Aurora...' a voice said in Aurora's mind. Aurora could not place the strangled voice. She could feel two mind signatures, but she could not tell who it was. She kept walking. Harry and Neve had no choice but to follow her. They went around about four corners. Neve stepped on some glass, breaking the silence. What they saw before them was surreal.

"What the hell?" Harry whispered. All the windows on the wall were broken. Doors were cracked and the floor was splitting apart. It looked like an earthqauke had struck. Aurora, Harry, and Neve just stepped around the glass. Aurora was the first around the corner at the end of the corridor. She literally choked on her own saliva as she gasped. Neve and Harry gaped at the scene before them.

"Oh no," Harry whispered. Draco, Ava, Narcissa, and Lucius were sprawled out on the broken glass. Narcissa was tied up and unconscious. Aurora ran to Draco and looked at him. His eyes were staring upward. She looked frantically around him, trying to find a point where he was hurt.

Neve kneeled down over Ava. She noticed Ava was breathing. She was just out cold. Sighing relief, she shook Ava gently. No movement whatsoever.

"Ava?"

Inside Ava's mind, she heard her name. The voice sounded so far away. The pain in her head was pounding more and more as the person called her name. Ava willed herself to open her eyes. Her vision was blurry. She could not make out the face before her.
"Ava?" the person said again. This time, the voice sounded happier. Ava blinked twice as the face became clearer.

"Neve? Am I dead?" she asked. Neve laughed.

"Well, for a moment there, you were doing a damn good impression of it," she said loudly. Ava rubbed her head at the searing pain that shot every two seconds. It was almost too much to bear. Neve noticed her wincing slightly. "You okay?" she asked. Ava nodded and tried to sit up.

"It's just a headache," she mumbled, putting her hands down on the sharp broken glass. She immediately withdrew her hands and almost fell back again. Neve grabbed her by the collar of her unitard. That was when Neve noticed the dried blood on Ava's head.

"Ava, you have a concussion," she said quietly. Ava nodded, looking up at her. All of a sudden, she felt really tired. Neve saw Ava's eyes drooping. "No! You can't go back to sleep," she said. Ava blinked slowly, fighting her tiredness. Neve pulled her up. Ava shook her head, then found out that it was entirely too painful.

While that was going on, Harry was walking over to Lucius Malfoy. He held his wand steady at the man. When he was standing over him, Harry saw that he was basically in the same condition as Draco. Lucius' nose was shifted to the side, indicating that it was broken. Dried blood covered it. Harry, still holding his wand steadily, touched the man's neck. There was no pulse. He stood back up straight and looked back over towards Aurora and Neve. Neve was holding Ava steady and Ava was rubbing her head. Aurora was frantically feeling all over Draco. Harry ran to her side.

"Aurora!" he yelled at her. Aurora stopped moving and looked at Harry. Harry kneeled down, despite the glass poking at his skin. He looked down at Draco. Aurora rocked back and forth. Neve, supporting Ava, looked down at her.

"Non conosco che cosa è errato con lui (I do not know what is wrong with him)," Aurora cried. She bit her fingernails. Harry stared down at Draco. His silvery blue eyes were staring straight up, not moving. He was not giving off the slightest indication that he was alive.

"Did you check his pulse?" Harry asked. Aurora stopped moving for a minute.

"No," she said thoughtfully. Harry rolled his eyes and took a deep breath.

'Please be alive. If not for me, for Aurora,' Harry thought dismally. His fingers had barely touched Draco's neck before the blonde boy sat up, knocking Aurora and Harry backwards. Draco coughed as if he could not catch his breath. He turned his head and faced Aurora. Aurora's glassy eyes met his.

"Hey," he mumbled.

"Hey," Aurora said. She launched herself at Draco, nearly knocking him back. " You big jerk! You scared me so much!" She cried. Draco raised an eyebrow, looking at Harry. Harry did not show it, but he was very glas that Draco was alive.

"What happened?" Neve asked, shaking Ava a little bit. Ava opened her drooping eyes wider. She looked up and saw Aurora crying into Draco's chest. She smiled wryly.

"Draco and his father decided to fight. I got his mother and knocked her out. Draco beat his father to a pulp then started to walk away. Lucius pulled a dirty trick and tried to kill Draco. Instead, he got me and Draco went ballistic. They both sent the Killing Curse at each other," Ava said quietly.

"If that's true, why is Lucius the only one dead?" Neve asked. Draco did not look affected by the knews that his father was no longer living. Instead, he just cradled Aurora tighter, letting out a long sigh.

"I'm curious about that one myself. You were unconscious, Ava," Draco said, looking up at her. Ava smirked.

"You underestimate me like so many others," Ava said.

Ava fell hard on the ground, pain searing through her head. Her whole body ached from the blast she had just endured. She felt warm blood running down her face. Opening her eyes, she saw Draco standing, looking throughly pissed. Lucius was standing also. They looked ready to murder. Ava heard Draco mutter something.

"I love you, Aurora, but I must do this," he said quietly. Ava heard Lucius smirk.

"What was that, Draco?" Lucius said. Draco raised his wand quickly. Lucius pointed his as well. Ava realized quickly what both were planning.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" they both yelled. Ava, thinking quickly, put her hand up, creating a transparent barrier in front of her and Draco. Both Malfoys flew backward. Ava closed her eyes as the windows shattered, sending glass flying everywhere. Ava put her hand down and lost consciousness, totally spent.

The other four stared at Ava with disbelieving eyes.

"You BLOCKED the Avada Kedavra curse? How is that possible?" Aurora asked, turning her head to Ava. Ava just laughed. This sounded very unnatural, seeing as she did not do it too often.

"Well, I didn't know if it would work, but it did. I had to try at least. I couldn't let Draco die. Aurora would've probably lost all will to live and both Harry and she would've died. I can tell you one thing, though," Ava said.

"What's that?" Harry asked. Ava showed Harry the hand she had used to throw up the barrier.

"It hurt like hell to block that curse." Ava's hand was covered in burn blisters plus the cuts she had just received from the broken glass.

"I'll remember to just dodge it if that's the after effect," Harry said.

"Me too," Aurora said.

Voldemort stood in the Great Hall, staring up at the enchanted ceiling. Right now, it showed dark storm clouds and lightning. He lowered his head as he felt a presence behind him. He took in a deep breath.

"Giovanna..." he whispered.

Giovanna was standing behind him, clenching her wand. Voldemort turned around to face her. The hood of her light gray robe was down. Her gray eyes were glowing a practically burning a hole in him. Her normally curly hair was slicked back into a ponytail with her hair in a braided ball at the nape of her neck. Voldemort sighed at the beautiful woman before him.

"I thought I told you not to come," he said. Giovanna smirked.

"What? And leave my sister, my son, and my daughter here, defenseless, by themselves?"

"You know I wouldn't let anything bad happen to both of them, even if Avarielle hates me," he said. Giovanna nodded.

"I know. I still feel the need to do what I can," she said. Voldemort raised an eyebrow. He heard a hissing sound coming from Giovanna. She smiled and opened her robe. Nyoka was coiled tightly around her leg. "She's starting to cut off the circulation to my leg." Giovanna laughed. "You can get off now. I can't feel my leg," she said. The snake nodded and unwrapped itself from around her appendage. Giovanna shook her leg, getting the blood flowing.

"Why did you bring Nyoka?"

"She's my companion and a very loyal one at that. Plus, she was throwing a hissy fit because I was leaving her. No pun intended," Giovanna said. Voldemort nodded. Giovanna's eyes widened as she looked past him. Voldemort noticed her frightened look. He turned halfway around and saw Dumbledore standing there, looking quite serene.

"Dumbledore," he said.

"Tom." Dumbledore inclined his head slightly. Voldemort turned around to fully face the powerful wizard. Nyoka hissed furiously in front of Giovanna. Giovanna hissed something to it and Nyoka backed down.

"Giovanna, get out of here," Voldemort said over his shoulder. Giovanna scoffed like he'd said something offensive.

"I'm not leaving you here by yourself, Tom," Giovanna said. Voldemort sighed and rolled his eyes. There really was no point in arguing with her.

"Perhaps it is best if you did leave, Miss Zaviera," Dumbledore said. Giovanna turned her deadly gaze on him.

"Listen, old man, I'll leave when I bloody well please. Savvy?" she said. Dumbledore nodded, not being one to challenge the wrath of a woman. Voldemort turned and looked at Giovanna, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"If you don't leave, I'll MAKE you leave," he said in Parseltongue. Giovanna raised an eyebrow. He only spoke to her like that when he didn't really want to show anyone he cared. Giovanna nodded slowly and looked down at Nyoka.

"Protect him, Nyoka. Do not fail me," she said. Nyoka nodded and slithered underneath the table out of sight. Giovanna looked back up. She walked up next to Voldemort. He looked down at her small form.

"I love you," she whispered. She stared at him for a moment longer then turned to walk away. She smirked to herself as she passed Dumbledore. When she reached the door, she turned for one last glance at Voldemort. She cracked a smile then was on her way.

Voldemort was still staring at where Giovanna had disappeared to when he heard Dumbledore chuckle to himself. Voldemort cut his eyes at the aging wizard. He frowned deeply.

"What the hell is so funny?" he asked. Dumbledore straightened the spectacles on his face, regaining his composure.

"You still don't understand many things, Tom."

"You know, you're really starting to piss me off with saying that everytime we meet, old man," Voldemort said. Dumbledore nodded.

"From what I can gather between that little exchange between you and Miss Zaviera is that she obviously loves you. Was it so hard just to say it back?" Dumbledore asked. Voldemort looked genuinely appalled that he was having the conversation with a person he'd rather see six feet under.

"I don't need to say it. Listen, I'm not here to receive lessons on love from you, Dumbledore. Let's get this over with so that I can go and kill Potter," Voldemort pointed his wand at Dumbledore. The old warlock nodded and did the same.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Ava, would it hurt you to lose a few pounds?" Neve asked. She'd been carrying Ava on her back so that Ava could regain her countenance once more. Ava kneed Neve in the back purposely as she hopped off.

"Kiss my French arse, Neve," she said, stretching. Draco and Aurora looked at each other, then burst out laughing. Neve resisted the urge to knock both of them out. Harry sighed as he peered around the corner.

"You guys need to learn the element of surpise a bit better,"a voice said from behind them. Draco and Aurora stopped laughing. Neve froze, knowing whose voice it was. She was almost too afraid to turn around. Ava also stopped breathing for a second. Harry turned around and saw the son of Voldemort with about ten Death Eaters with him.

"Zaviera..." Draco growled. Tommy cut his eyes toward him.

"I see you made short work of your father, Malfoy. I commend you. I never liked him much anyway," Tommy said. Neve and Ava finally drew up the courage to turn around. Neve gasped at Tommy's appearance, just as he gasped at hers. Tommy had his red hood up. He clashed with the black robes behind him.

"Since when do you command a legion of Death Eaters, Tommy?" Ava asked, crossing her arms. Tommy looked at his twin sister. Despite her appearance, Ava showed more of Voldemort's traits than Tommy did. Her sharp eyes told him that much.

"It comes with the job," he said sarcastically. He then focused on Harry and Aurora. "I really have no desire to even fight you. I'll just let them take care of you." Tommy turned his back on them. Draco quickly pulled his wand but Neve stopped him. Draco looked at her like she had lost her mind.

"What bloody hell is your fucking problem?" he yelled at her. Tommy turned around and saw Neve again. She was ignoring Draco's sparking wand. One of the sparks hit her in her bare stomach, creating a stinging sensation. She jumped back. This action infuriated Tommy for reasons unknown to even him. He did not know where all his anger was coming from.

"That's it, Malfoy." Tommy untied his robe and took it off. He pulled his wand and pointed it at Draco. Draco pushed Neve effortlessly to the side. She knocked into her sister.

"Potter, get the girls out of here," Draco said, staring intently at Tommy. Harry blinked out of his daze and turned his head toward Draco.

"What?" he asked.

"Get them out of here," Draco repeated. Harry nodded and grabbed Aurora's arm. Aurora pulled on Neve. Neve shook her arm off.

"Neve, come on," Aurora hissed at her sister. Neve turned her eyes to her sister. Aurora recoiled, having never seen her sister's eyes so dark. "Neve?"

"I'm not leaving, Aurora. Go without me," Neve said. Aurora swallowed hard and nodded. Neve was not going to change her mind if Aurora paid her a million Galleons to do it. Instead, Aurora looked at Ava. Ava nodded and moved to follow Harry and Aurora. She turned and took one last look at her brother. Tommy gave her a sideways glance.

'Good luck,' Ava sent to him. Tommy nodded. Ava turned and followed Aurora and Harry. The Death Eaters circled around Draco and Tommy.

"Do I have your word that none of them will interfere?" Draco asked. Tommy nodded.

"They're like dogs; they only come when they are called," Tommy said lackadaiscally. Draco nodded.

"Ready?" he asked.

"I'm waiting," Tommy said. Draco smirked and, without stating his curse, sent a blast at Tommy. Tommy put his other hand out and blocked the curse with a barrier. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"You're a Soliopath," he mumbled. Tommy smiled.

"I thought you knew that."

"I did. Apparently it slipped my mind. Rictusempra!" Draco yelled. Tommy was taken off guard and fell violently to the ground. He retaliated faster than Draco would have expected.

"Diffindo!" Tommy yelled. Draco's eyes widened. He jumped out of the way just in time to miss the spell. A Death Eater screamed as the curse hit him. Blood splattered everywhere. Neve winced as she saw the effects.

The Death Eater's body had almost been completely split in half. Draco just stood there, completely shocked. He did not know that curse could be used to that intensity. If it had hit him, he most likely would have ended up like the Death Eater. He turned and faced Tommy. Tommy was now on his feet, glaring intently at Draco.

"You surprise me, Zaviera," Draco said, pointing his wand again. Tommy smirked.

"I do try, Malfoy," he said. Draco had already sent a spell towards Tommy as he finished the words.

"Flagrate!" Draco slashed downward. A line of fire was created. It flew towards Tommy at an alarming speed. Tommy put his hand up. The fire hit an invisible wall. Draco held his position, not giving up. Tommy was starting to lose this battle. His eyes widened as the barrier broke. He stepped to the side, the tip of the line burning his left side. The cloth from his shirt had been burned off, revealing singed and bloody skin. Draco smirked. "It looks like I get first blood." Tommy smirked.

"That you do, Malfoy. This duel isn't over yet," Tommy said.

Giovanna walked down the hall. Up ahead of her, she heard a lot of commotion. Squinting, she saw darkness and nothing else. She started walking in the direction of the noise.
Neve watched the two boys fight. They were each pretty much canceling each other out. She watched the torture they were putting themselves through. So far, both had gone without using a Forbidden of Unforgivable Curse. Neve was thankful for this. She ducked as a chunk of stone went flying at her. It hit the knee of a Death Eater behind her. The Death Eater hissed in pain, rubbing her leg.

"Impedimenta!" Tommy yelled. Draco blinked as the spell hit him. How he hated this curse.

Tommy stood and crossed his arms. He wondered what he should do to Draco now that he was moving at a very slow rate. He walked forward and looked into Draco blue eyes. For a moment, it looked like Draco was smirking. Tommy frowned and then felt a wand poking him in his abdomen.

"Locomotor mortis," Draco said slowly. Tommy did not move. Instead, his legs locked together. Tommy fell back and hit his head hard. Neve jumped at this sight. She looked at Draco, still stuck in his curse. She slyly pointed her wand at him.

"Finite incantatem," she whispered. Draco stumbled forward. Tommy managed to sit up as Draco hit the ground. He waved his hand over his legs. Draco and Tommy looked at each other and immediately stood back up, their wands pointing. Sparks flew from Tommy's wand unexpectedly by both Draco and Tommy. The sparks hit Draco on the arm, ripping his pants and showing a red mark.

"A Stinging Hex? You're taking it back to first-year, aren't you?" Draco said with blunt sarcasm. Tommy frowned.

"I didn't mean to do it, arsehole," he said. Draco smirked.

"Yeah, right," Draco said. Tommy's scowl deepened. His eyes flashed amber again. Both Neve and Draco saw it and neither were prepared for what happened next.

"Crucio!" Tommy yelled. The curse came from his hand rather than his wand. It hit Draco right in the chest. Draco doubled over in sheer pain. Neve's eyes widened at the sight of Draco under the curse.

Giovanna heard her son's voice and saw flashing lights. What was going on?
Neve looked at Tommy with pleading eyes. He did not look back at her, but kept his focus on cursing Draco. Draco was now on the ground, screaming in agony. Neve got up and ran over to Draco. She pointed her wand at Tommy and closed her eyes. Tommy blinked when he saw her.

"Cadere!" Neve yelled. The powerful spell hit Tommy and he was immediately sucked to the ground. The curse was lifted from Draco. He stopped screaming and rolled over on his back. He looked up at Neve.

Neve opened her eyes. Tommy was on the ground, moaning in pain and holding his arm. Neve spell had caused him to land on it, knocking it out of place. Neve looked down at Draco.

"Are you okay?" she asked. Draco moaned what sounded like a yes. Neve nodded and turned her attention back to Tommy. Tommy was standing, holding his hanging arm. Once he was on his feet, he pulled a "Neve" and cracked pushed his arm back into place with a resounding crack. Neve winced at the sight of it. Tommy shook off his discomfort and glared at Neve.

"You interfered," he said in a low voice. Neve swallowed. She pointed her wand at him shakily.

"I can't allow you to hurt him like that, Tommy," she said, her voice uneven.

"You'd help him over me? What? You don't love me anymore?" Tommy asked. Neve shook her head.

"That's not it, Tommy. I just ca..."

"Expelliarmus!" Tommy yelled. Neve's wand went flying from her hand. Neve watched it hit the wall. She looked back at Tommy. He was practically red with anger. He tore his glare away from her and looked at Draco. Draco looked slightly unbalanced, but he could still put up a good staring match. Tommy looked back up at Neve.

"Tommy, I..."

"Serrement!" he yelled while holding out his hand. Neve felt her heart start to beat slower. She put her hand to her heart. It felt like it was being squeezed. Her eyes began to water. She looked at Tommy. His eyes were still flashing amber repeatedly.

"T-T-Tommy..." she breathed. She felt her chest start to constrict. Tommy blinked when he heard Neve's strangled voice. He saw her struggling and wondered why she was doing that. The next fifteen seconds happened so fast, no one saw it coming.

Just as Tommy realized what he was doing, Draco pointed his wand and Giovanna managed to push herself through the Death Eaters. She analyzed the situation in under five seconds. She ran over to her son as Neve was falling to the ground. Tommy lowered his hand as Draco screamed the dreaded words for the second time today.

"DETRUIRÉ FATALE!" he yelled. Tommy closed his eyes as he was pushed to the ground. A collective gasp was heard. Tommy shielded his eyes as a bright light shone above him. He couldn't make out the slihouette in front of him. All he could here was a woman screaming in sheer agony.

Draco held the curse for ten seconds and dropped it. He heard a body hit the floor. He listened carefully and heard Neve start to wheeze violently. She clutched her shirt, trying to ease the immense pain she felt. He let out a sigh of relief at the fact that she was still alive. Neve held herself up. She looked to her side at Tommy.

Tommy opened his eyes and saw a body in gray in front of him. He crawled towards it. This person had obviously jumped in front of him. He saw a ball of shiny brown hair. He rolled the body over and gasped.

"Mamá?" He looked at her face. Giovanna Zaviera was indeed dead. Tommy stared at her with disbelieving eyes.

Draco's mouth hung open. He had not meant to kill her. He wanted to kill Tommy. His aim was for Tommy. He had just taken an innocent life. Neve stared at Tommy and his mother. Tommy had moved her head into his lap and closed her eyes.

Everyone was silent for a moment, except Neve. Her wheezing had slowed, but it had not subsided. She stared at Tommy, wondering what he was going to do. Her eyes widened. She pulled Draco down flat on his back as a wave of power emanated from Tommy in a circle. All the standing Death Eaters screamed as they fell backwards, their feet having been cut off. Draco and Neve looked at each other then stood. Tommy put his mother's head down on the ground and covered her up.

"I think we should be going," Draco mumbled. Neve nodded as she reached for Draco's arm. She never took her eyes off Tommy. Tommy stood up and grabbed his robe. He put it on and pulled his hood up. When he looked up, Neve's sharp intake of breath startled Draco. Draco turned around and looked at her.

Tommy's eyes were glowing amber. Neve, for the first time in her life, was truly scared. Tommy looked positively evil. This was not the boy she had fallne in love with. Neve let go of Draco and took a step forward.

"Tommy?"

"Neve!" Draco yelled at her. Tommy raised his hand.

"Diffindo," Tommy mumbled. Draco pushed Neve as the spell came between them. It narrowly missed his arms. Tommy did not stop.

"Tommy!" Neve yelled. Tommy blinked and looked at her.

"Incendio!" Draco yelled. Fire shot out of his wand, creating a line between Tommy and Neve. Neve jumped back. "Neve, come on!" He yelled. He began running. Neve started to follow him but turned around one last time. An explosion sent her flying backwards. Draco turned around to see her fall. Tommy was walking through the fire. Neve scooted back, rubbing her head. Tommy stopped right in front of her and pointed his finger.

"NO!" Draco yelled. Neve stared up at him as a jet of red light flew from his finger. Neve's body slumped on the floor. Tommy looked at his next target. Draco just stood there, staring back defiantly.

AN: Well, I changed it a bit so that it doesn't seem plagiarized. Thanx to all who made it clear for me. Now, I must go and acutally SEE the movie! Smooches!