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Chapter 34: Vile

Ava slid to a stop in the middle of the hallway. Aurora had to jump around her to keep from flying into her. Harry turned around when he heard Ava stop. Ava was looking behind her, her heart beating fast. Aurora looked at Harry, who shrugged.

"Ava?" Aurora took a step forward. Ava looked at her.

"I can't find Neve's signature," she said. Aurora's eyes widened. She started to walk in the opposite direction. Ava grabbed her arm.

"No! Let me go!" Aurora wrenched her arm out of Ava's grasp. Harry grabbed her. Aurora turned her deadly gaze to him. "Release me, Harry," she said. Harry shook his head.

"Aurora, go on with Harry. I'll check on Neve," Ava said. Aurora relaxed and looked from Harry to Ava. She sighed and nodded. "I'll see you all later," Ava said. Harry looked at Ava.

"Good luck," he said. He turned and started to walk off. Aurora followed him reluctantly.

Tommy continued to stare at Draco. Draco stared back with as much malevolence that Tommy was giving him. His hand tightened around his wand, ignoring the intense pain shooting up his wrist from the missing chunk of his finger.

"You killed my mother," Tommy said in a deadly calm voice. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"I can guarantee you that it was not my intention for the curse to hit her. I didn't even see her until after the curse stopped. Besides, you were going to kill Neve," Draco said through clenched teeth. Tommy took a deep breath, still staring at Draco.

Hermione ran into a random battle scene. Various Aurors and Magi were battling Death Eaters. McGonagall, Ron, and Ginny came up behind her. They looked around as well. Hermione scanned the room for Nicola.

Nicola glared down at Hermione from the balcony above the room. The girl was looking around frantically. She recognized the two redheads as the Weasley children. Sighing, Nicola started to walk down the stairs. Hermione turned her head and saw her.

"We meet again," Nicola said lethargically. Hermione frowned. How dare the woman sound like Hermione was boring her? Hermione's grip tightened on her wand. She turned and fully faced Nicola. "I suppose it's a little late for an apology and an explanation."

"You suppose correctly. Why did you leave me alone?" Hermione asked. Nicola shrugged and examined her wand.

"Well, when I found out I was pregnant, I had just killed your father..." Nicola stopped as she heard Hermione gasp.

"You KILLED my father? Your own husband?" she asked. Nicola smirked.

"Well, I was a Dark witch and he was 'Lord Feleti.' I could not possibly continue my life of crime with him under me. Besides, he found out about my little ventures and was going to turn me in. So, I had to do away with him."

"Lord Gianni Feleti? I thought he died of a heart attack," Hermione said. Nicola smirked.

"Well, well. You really do keep up with the times. Yes, I was married to that arrogant fool. No, he did not die of a heart attack. I used the Suicidio Curse on him. So, technically, he killed himself. Ironically, it was only after that whenI'd realized that I was pregnant. So, I had you and you lived with me for the first six months of your life. Then, things became really tough when they began to crack down on Dark wizards and witches. So, I had to give you away. You were innocent and I couldn't make you live the life that I've led," Nicola said solemnly. Hermione continued to stare at her. "I'm surprised Minerva didn't tell you of your true lineage," she said. Hermione whirled on the professor. McGonagall looked down at her.

"You knew?" Hermione asked. McGonagall sighed.

"Yes. I could tell you were her daughter from the first day I saw you. I knew Gianni Feleti personally and I also knew that Nicola had killed him," McGonagall said.

"How could you know and not tell me?" Hermione asked, looking very pissed. Ron and Ginny watched Hermione practically scream at a teacher.

"Miss Granger, you for..."

"No! Why didn't you tell me? Why the secret?" Hermione yelled. McGonagall raised an eyebrow. She'd never seen Hermione do anything to disrespect a teacher. She was taking a page from Harry in the anger department.

"Would you have really wanted to know that your mother was a murderer that killed many witches and wizards, including your father? Plus, like Harry, it was necessary to keep your identity a secret."

"Harry's identity wasn't kept a secret," Ron said. McGonagall looked at him and he instantly withdrew.

"He's right. Everyone knows who Harry is. They could pick him out without even knowing what he looked like to begin with," Hermione said.

"Your foster parents knew who you were. Ricardo Assante told Dumbledore to inform them and to contact him in case of suspicions that someone might know of your identity. Like Harry, you deserved to grow up away from the spotlight. Which, I guess really didn't work since everyone knows of you, Ronald, and Harry's reputations as meddlers. Think of all of Nicola's enemies that would've come after you if they knew you were her daughter," McGonagall said.

"She's right you know," Nicola piped. Hermione snapped her head toward the woman.

"Shut up. I still think I had a right to know when I came here," Hermione said, looking back at McGonagall. McGonagall nodded. Hermione then pointed her wand at Nicola.

"Weasley,"a voice said from behind them. Ginny and Ron turned to see Bellatrix standing there. Nicola sighed. It was about to get ugly. A random blast flew at McGonagall. She turned only to get stunned. This made Bellatrix jump and se pulled her wand.

"Stupefy!" she yelled. Ginny pushed Ron away from her at the spell flew towards him. Hermione leaned out of the way and the curse kept its course towards Nicola. Nicola sighed and put her hand up. The curse fizzled out into nothing. Thus began the battle between Ron,Ginny, and Bellatrix.

"You can't possibly defeat the both of us, Bellatrix," Ginny said. Bellatrix smirked.

"You underestimate my power, girl. I don't need to defeat you," she said. Ginny and Ron looked at each other, honestly confused. "They do, though," Bellatrix said. She turned and ran. Ron was about to follow her when Ginny pulled him back. Ron looked at her noticed that he could see her breath in the air. Hermione turned around.

"Dementors," she whispered. She looked back at Nicola, who just waved. With another snap of her fingers, she Disapparated. Hermione growled something but then set her sights on the approaching dementors. The happiness was starting to be sucked out of her life.

Tommy looked down at the body of his girlfriend. Her hair was sprawled out above her head. She looked as though she was sleeping. Tommy squeezed his fists together and kicked her wand away from her hands. Draco watched him, thinking about Aurora.

"Did you kill her?" Draco asked. Tommy looked back at him. "Did you kill her?" Draco repeated. Tommy still just stared at him with amber eyes. Draco pointed his wand. "Answer me, damnit!"

"I did what I had to do," Tommy said, leaving the answer very vague as to what it could mean. Draco saw this.

"You didn't answer my question," Draco growled unnaturally. Tommy raised an eyebrow.

"Well, you didn't ask nicely. Crucio!" Tommy yelled. Draco dodged the curse and followed it up with one of his own.

"Conjunctivitis!" He sent back at Tommy. Tommy threw up a barrier. After the spell disintegrated, he lowered his hand. Draco was gone. Tommy looked around frantically. He turned and saw Draco kneeling beside Neve.

Draco looked down at Neve. There was cloudiness in her eyes. She looked as though she had just dropped dead. Before he could check her pulse, he was hit with the Cruciatus Curse. All he knew for the next two minutes was pain.

Ava heard screaming as she approached where she had left Neve and Draco. Turning the corner, she saw Death Eaters bleeding to death on the floor. Feet without bodies littered the floor. She looked to the source of the screaming and saw Draco curled up on the floor. The spell caster's back was to her. From the person's posture, she could tell it was Tommy. Ava whipped out her wand.

"Expelliarmus!" she yelled. Tommy's wand went flying out of his hand. He looked bewildered for a moment until he heard another spell. "Cadere!" Tommy hit the floor. He reached slowly and painfully for his wand. "Evanesco!" His wand disappeared. Cursing under his breath, another spell was muttered. "Incarcerous," the voice said. Tommy felt his limbs being held together. He looked up as his sister stepped over him.

"Ava..." he whispered. Ava stared down at her brother. She met his eyes and nearly fell backwards.

"Tommy? Your eyes..." she whispered. Tommy blinked, rubbing his hands together behind his back. Ava stopped looking at her brother and ran over to Draco.

Draco rolled over, every part of body aching. He saw Ava's narrow eyes above him. Her face was blurry, but he could tell it was her when she spoke.

"Draco? Are you okay?" she asked. Draco nodded slowly. Ava grabbed his hand to help him sit up and noticed the blood. She looked at his middle finger, her eyes wide. Draco noticed her staring. "Tommy did this?" she asked. Draco nodded. Ava frowned and looked over at Neve. She examined her face. Her eyes were glassy and appeared to be clouded over. She did not give any indication as to whether she was alive or not. Her chest was not even heaving. Ava whirled on her brother. "You killed her?" she yelled. Tommy had managed to sit himself up. He smirked.

"I did what I had to do," he said.

"I thought you loved her?" Ava stood up, pointing her wand. Tommy laughed.

"Are you really going to kill your twin brother?" he asked. Ava frowned.

"You bastard," she whispered. Tommy's smile faded and his eyes locked with Ava's.

"Tell me, Ava. Do you sense Mamá's mind signature anywhere? Here or otherwise?" he asked. Draco's eyes widened. Ava looked confused by his question. Tommy just stared at her, his eyes glowing. Ava concentrated for a moment, her eyes still not leaving Tommy's.

"No. I can't," Ava said. Tommy closed his eyes. He broke free of Ava's spell and stood up. Ava took a step backwards, very afraid of what her brother might do. He looked slightly unbalanced.

"C'est parce qu'elle est morte. Son corps est juste derrière vous. Draco l'a tuée (That is because she is dead. Her body is behind you. Draco killed her)," Tommy said. Ava literally stopped breathing for a moment. From what Draco could gather, he assumed that Tommy had just told her what he had done.

"Is that true, Draco?" Ava asked without looking at him. Draco sighed.

"Yes," he mumbled. "It was an accident. The spell was meant for Tommy. He was killing Neve. I had to do something. Your mother jumped between him and the spell. I'm sorry, Ava. I couldn't let him kill Neve," Draco said. Ava sniffed as a tear rolled down her face. She was still holding her wand at her brother.

"After all he's said you're still going to point that thing at me?" Tommy asked. Ava nodded.

"You killed Neve," Ava whispered. Tommy laughed.

"Vous allez vraiment le faire, n'est-ce pas (You are really going to do this, aren't you)?" Tommy asked. Ava just stared back at him. Tommy sighed. "Pardonnez-moi, soeur (Forgive me, sister), Tommy said. Within the blink of an eye, he had shot a spell at her. Ava flew backwards into the wall and hit her head. Draco scrambled for his wand. As he pointed it at Tommy, Tommy pointed at him. The next thing that Draco knew, he was out.

"Expecto Patronum!" Hermione and Ron yelled together. Ginny shielded her eyes as the two Patronuses shot forth, chasing the dementors away.

"I hate those bloody things," Ginny muttered. Hermione nodded, watching them flee.

"Hermione!" two voices yelled. Hermione turned and saw Lina and Rina approaching them with Neville and Luna. The twins were covered in soot and Neville had three cuts on his cheek. Luna's robes were torn.

"You all look like hell," Ron stated the obvious. Lina wiped soot from her face.

"Thank you, Ron. It's not like we couldn't see that ourselves," she said. Ron nodded, smiling.

"We had to do some cleaning with the Slytherins. There are so many of them. Who are we missing?" Neville asked. Hermione looked around.

"Harry and Aurora went on ahead to find Voldemort and get it over with. Neve and Draco are Merlin knows where. They were supposed to be fighting Tommy. We haven't seen or heard from them since, so we sent Ava down to look for them."

"Come on. I think we should find Harry," Ron said. Hermione nodded and they set off, leaving the others Aurors and Magi to fend off the Death Eaters. Ginny hung back, staring off in the direction that Ava had run off to. She turned to watch the others leave, then headed in the opposite direction.

Harry slid to a stop as he approached the Great Hall. He immediately put his hand out, nearly clothes-lining Aurora. She put her hands up to keep from getting choked by Harry's arm. She kneeled next to him and peered around the corner.

Chaylse Tremaine, Nicola Feleti, Enrique Consuelo, and Jada Williams were standing outside of the doors, apparently guarding them.

"This is bloody perfect," Harry muttered. Aurora stood up next to him.

"What are we going to do, Harry?" she asked.

"Well, we can't possibly hope to take all of them on at once, can we? That Tremaine girl is enough of a challenge," Harry said. Aurora's eyes closed.

"Harry close your mind," she whispered urgently. Harry raised an eyebrow, but obeyed her anyway.

Jada turned around, looking in the direction of Harry and Aurora. She saw no one, but she was sure she'd felt a mind signature somewhere. She turned toward Chaylse.

"Go see what's around that corner," she said. Chaylse looked in the direction of Harry and Aurora and nodded.

Aurora opened her eyes.

"Chaylse is coming," she said. Harry nodded, getting his wand ready. As Chaylse turned the corner, a spell flew past Aurora's head and hit Chaylse in the chest. Chaylse went flying backwards. Aurora and Harry looked behind them and saw Cye and Seph. Cye still had her wand pointing.

Nicola turned as she saw Chaylse fly into the wall. She smiled.

"I think we have company, ladies and gent," she said, pulling out her wand.

Harry and Aurora took a deep breath and looked at each other.

"Ready?" Aurora asked.

"Let's go." Harry turned the corner. Jada and Enrique were smiling at them. Cye and Seph walked up behind them.

"So you're Harry Potter? It is finally a pleasure to meet you in person, Harry," Jada said. Harry looked at the woman in the green robes. By her accent, she was obviously American. She turned her gaze on Aurora. "And you, Miss Assante. It hasn't been that long, has it?" She asked in a joking manner.

"Shut up, Jada." Aurora let a spell fly. Jada smiled and did not move. The spell exploded, creating a loud reverberating noise. Smoke covered the area. Harry squinted to see.

Jada stood there, completely unharmed. She pointed her wand at Harry. Before Harry could do anything, she'd mumbled a spell.

"Stupefy!" she said. Harry blinked the smoke out of his eyes and put his hand up.

'Retromarcia,' he thought. The spell paused for a moment. Harry waved his hand and the curse's size doubled. Jada looked confused. Harry smirked and sent the blast back at her with more speed than before. Jada was too slow and was thrown backwards into the wall, out for the count. Harry turned his glare on the others.

Chaylse stood up and dusted herself off. She looked at the person standing directly in front of her. Cye stared at her younger sister. She was still pointing her wand steadily. Chaylse just stared blankly at Cye. She wondered to herself why it felt like she knew who this girl was.

"Chaylse?" Cye asked. Chaylse raised an eyebrow.

"How do you know my name?" she asked. Cye sighed.

"I'm your older sister, Cytheria. You do not remember me?" Cye asked. Seph folded her arms, watching this. Chaylse stared harder at her.

A loud POP startled everyone. Aurora turned her head and saw Tommy standing there. He was looking pretty ragged and like he was close to falling asleep. The first thing on him that she noticed were his glowing amber eyes. She frowned up. Aurora then realized that if Tommy was here, where was Neve and Draco?

"Tommy?" Harry asked. Tommy looked at him. He looked at Nicola and Consuelo. With a wave of his hand, the old man dropped to the ground, dead. Nicola watched as he dropped to her feet. She looked up at Tommy.

"Why'd you kill him?"

"He annoyed me. Where's my father?" Tommy asked as if it was nothing. Nicola squinted at the boy who was once her innocent nephew. He looked totally different. Nicola pointed towards the door. Tommy nodded and sauntered over to the door. Harry and Aurora just watched this. Chaylse, Cye, and Seph were also watching.

Tommy swung the door open and saw Dumbledore and Voldemort going at it. Voldemort looked past Dumbledore and saw his son. He raised an eyebrow and then continued dueling with Dumbledore.

"Tomás, what are you doing in here?" Voldemort asked while still fending off Dumbledore. Dumbledore took care not to hit Tommy as he continued his tirade. Tommy just watched this. Voldemort caught sight of his son's face. He stopped moving as he saw his eyes. This momentary lapse caused him to get hit with a powerful spell that sent him flying. Dumbledore, satisfied, turned towards Tommy.

"Tomás, you shouldn't be in here," he said. Tommy stared at the old man. He raised his hand. Dumbledore wondered what the young boy was doing. He had no wand and as far as he was concerned, Tommy was not a Soliopathic wizard.

Voldemort coughed as he stood up. He looked over and saw Tommy raising his hand. He, too, wondered what his son was about to do.

Tommy raised his other hand. A green-tinted bubble surrounded Dumbledore and himself. Dumbledore started to raise his wand, but Tommy was too quick. The wizard's wand went flying towards Tommy. Tommy snapped it in half with one hand and dropped the pieces. He then stared hard at Dumbledore.

"Au revoir," he whispered sadistically.

Everyone wondered what was being said inside the soundproof bubble. Harry started to take a step forward, but his eyes widened when he saw Dumbledore put his hands up around his chest. Tommy held his hand out in a fist. Dumbledore looked as if he was having a heart attack. After sixty seconds, Dumbledore was on the ground, his eyes wide open and he was not breathing. The bubble dissipated around Tommy. He looked up at his father. Voldemort, for the first time in his life, was utterly speechless.

Aurora was the first one to come back to life.

"You murderer!" She raised her wand. "Stupefy!" she yelled. Tommy turned as the spell came flying towards him.

Ginny hopped over the moaning bodies of Death Eaters in the hallway. She found three other bodies. Two had their eyes closed and one had their eyes wide open. Ginny fell to the ground, checking pulses. Draco and Ava still had a pulse. They were just asleep. Sighing with relief, she pointed her wand, reviving them. While they were regaining consciousness, Ginny looked at Neve.

Neve's eyes stared at nothing. Her hair was spread out above her head. Ginny checked her pulse, eyeing the cloudiness in her eyes. She gasped at what she found.

"Is she alive?" Draco asked in a scratchy voice. Ginny looked at him.

"No. He couldn't have..." Ava whispered.

AN: I bet you all are probably like why won't I tell you if Neve is dead or not, huh? Well, we'll find out soon enough. Tommy never did completely answer that question, did he? LOL! See ya next chapter...