Shitza: I'm terrible sorry for taking such a long time writing this chapter, but because of that our modem crashed we had to switch into our old one, which means my brother and I nowadays share the computer. The trouble really is that we both are constant Internet madlimbs, so the time to sit here has been limited a great deal. I'll try to keep my old writing plan, but it will take some time before the new modem will arrive, and till then…

We've also had a lot of snow lately, so for winter in this fic I can say I can put in some slippery experiences. Well, that's how it is up here, and don't dare say we are lucky, I wouldn't say lucky with hard snow and five centimetres thick ice on the roads. The traffic was chaos, I was really lucky to get home after school. I am actually relieved it's melting as I'm typing, I have nothing against a thin layer of snow, but I have much against ice. It seems like every year we can't get used to this, because it's all the same.

Yet the happy thing is that we're nearing Christmas. I do long for it, and for the holidays to start. Oh well, still some weeks left, and still many exams left before I'm finished.

As for the story, finally we'll see whom Neville will fall in love with. Well, I didn't get that many OC's, but I had a really good suggestion, which I think was correct. Sorry for the delays on Neville's pairing. Danielle, your OC was great, but so sorry I couldn't use her, it would have been a good OC. Maybe I can come up with something else.

Also, this chapter is very much based on some simple thing. A, How it goes Mrs Norris will revenge. B, Some conversations between animal and masters. C, and more…

Seeeza: Shitza don't own Harry Potter, nor Blaze or Jaqueline Renard.

Shitza: Please review!!! I really appreciate if you review, it's because of so many reviews I've been so much encouraged to continue. I guess you all want a good end of this adventure, well, a review might help with it.

Shitza

Ps: so there will be no mistakes this chapter…

"…" people talking

'…' thinking

-…- Parsel

#…# Cassandra and Eador talking bird language

Chapter 23 Dark Streets

Hermione yawned, the days surely had all been chaotic for the previous days of school. She was so happy it was Saturday, a day of no homework and no school. It felt unusual to think so, but it was true.

She went out of bed, it was rather early, half past eight in the morning, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She wondered if someone was up, so she hurried down to find that most parts of the castle were still silent. Here and there you could see an early person, like she had guessed she saw Cassandra in the library. Yet Hermione just waved as she passed, she didn't feel like reading all day. She felt like something was up, something that the morning would bring. She walked up to the owlery, to send a letter to her parents, she passed Justin on the way, and one of the new Hufflepuff girls, Sabina Hope, a sixth year student from Salem. She was a Japanese girl with long silk black hair that reached her waist, yet mostly she kept it as a knot on the back of her head. Suddenly their gazes met.

Hermione didn't know that much about her, sometimes she found that girl rather strange. She knew Sabina came from a village near Mount Fuji, where the Muggles in her village had specialised in healing. On that way she reminded her about Neville. Healing, that was one thing that could be Neville. Healing was one of those things no one would beat that heir in, well except for Divination and Prophecies.

Hermione went to find Hedwig, she really hoped Harry wouldn't mind if she borrowed her, usually she asked him first, but from looking through the castle she suspected that neither he, Ron, Draco and Neville had awoken. She took a sealed letter from her pocket and tied it to Hedwig. She watched the owl fly away into the early morning sun. And then…

She heard footsteps behind her, and turned to see Draco standing there. He looked tired, but still his eyes told her it was because he had overslept. He smiled at her, mischievously.

The continuing morning for her was to dodge a playful Draco in the corridors. This was watched by the later awoken trio containing Harry, Ron and Neville with curiosity and fun, for now Ron had something he could tease Malfoy about. Yet the day would for them be spent in laughter as the couples Ron and Cassandra, Hermione and Draco, Harry and Iris and with the new friendship that had been found during the morning between Neville and Sabina, they all went down to the lake, to get some peace and quiet for themselves, without the endless watch from the teachers.

Yet, this day would have its own special adventures. The reason would be a filthy little creature called cat. Indeed, ever since Mrs Norris had been cured her real thoughts had been revenge. Yet from her unusually small brain, and from her instincts of living with Filch for too long, she knew who to revenge. She had seen the joyful heirs walk outside, sitting on top of one of the armours heads. She followed, as she usually did when it was something she didn't trust. She saw the heirs at they seated down by the shore, most of the couples still holding hand. It was extraordinary, to see something like that. She had to think they were partners, but why did humans have to do these things. In a cat's opinions it was strange.

She sneaked closer. The red headed human lit fires in his hands, and placed them around. A brown haired, with a rather cushy fur on her head laughed and pecked her male. Mrs Norris meowed. The humans are indeed strange of themselves. A black haired male, with some kind of ugly scar on his head with round circles before his eyes suddenly looked at her way.

"Hey, isn't that Mrs Norris." He said. She hesitated, before trying to escape. She found that she was summoned back. She hissed angrily as another female, having dark hair and blue clear eyes picked her up and began to stroke her. It was nice, the female had a gentle touch and carefully put her fur back in place. She unknowingly started to purr.

"Hear" the female said astounded. Mrs Norris sighed, 'had humans never heard purrs before?'

(Shitza: Guess the cat's POV is starting to get a bit confusing, better switch back to the normal POV)

Cassandra looked down on the now contently purring cat. Hermione sat on her knees, trying to catch a glimph of the little creature, who didn't look as if it would be able to hurt a fly. Harry, Ron, Neville and Iris laughed. Sabina crawled over to Cassandra, also wanting to play with the cat. Draco was still a bit suspicious at the cat that so many times had sent him into detention, with Professor McGonagall, his least favourite Professor at Hogwarts. She had made him polish every single chair in her classroom, without magic, which felt for him then as the most slavering thing he had ever done. It was really embarrassing to return to the common room that night. He had that night headed straight to bed, and spent the night to make his hands heal to their usually graceful selves.

The cat the leaped out of Cassandra's lap and jumped away, to climb up to his shoulder. It dug its claws deep into his skin, which did hurt, but he kept a mask over the pain. Instead he helped the cat up to his shoulders. The cat meowed and he couldn't help smiling. It licked his ear, which was rather ticklish. He tried to hide the giggle coming from his lips, but it was like drinking while pretending not to.

The Mrs Norris jumped over to Ron's shoulder. There she licked his face and started to sound rather loud. It was clear she could see who the lion was. Cassandra once more stroked her before she went over to Neville.

The Hufflepuff heirs took her with steady arms, a slight change from the old frightened Neville. He scratched her ear and warmed her with his magic. She then looked as if she hugged him, it was the most unusual position for a cat they had ever seen. Yet once more she headed of, but this time for Harry. Harry picked her up, a bit unsure of how to hold her. Yet stroking the cat felt kind of relaxing. But then…

Out of nowhere it would seem, yet it still wasn't because Zlits had been hiding in his pocket for the day, yet from the scent of that cat he woke up and his green emerald coloured head pointed up from the pocket.

-Zlits, get back- Harry hissed in Parsel. Yet the snake didn't go back, instead he crawled out and crawled away to the hissing and spitting cat.

Draco hesitated. He wondered if giving Harry that snake was from the beginning such a good idea from the beginning. Harry may be a Parselmouth like himself, but he wasn't sure if he knew how to exactly handle one.

Mrs Norris was about to jump to attack when sudden Zlits crawled back into the pocket and once more started to sleep. The cat stopped dead in her tracks, the yawned and ran over to sleep in Hermione's lap. Hermione giggled. The others shook their heads.

Meantime, in the castle, Filch was searching hysterically for his beloved cat. He ran out, to find it in the Mudblood's lap, looking dead. Now, Filch truly hated Mudbloods even more then he hated Purebloods. Mudbloods were in his opinions filthy little Muggles that had sneaked themselves into the magical world. He growled and hurried to find a real excuse to throw them all out, he soon knew how.

"My cat, you've murdered her, you've murdered her again!" he screamed through the whole castle. Every single student and teacher went to see what had happened, all curious of if that cat had been killed or not.

The heirs look really confused as everyone ran out to find the sleeping cat in Hermione's arms, who everyone guessed was dead seeing it so stiffly. Truth to be told, by her old age and her special job, a Mrs Norris sleeping was the same as the stiff cat with her legs in the air. She looked dead, but Hermione felt the heat and the heartbeats coming from her.

"What do you mean? She's not dead, she's just asleep." Hermione said stroking the cat's fur. The teachers and especially the students couldn't believe seeing someone except Filch stroking her. Few believed the her, but then…

"Meow?!" a little catlike voice said. Mrs Norris had awoken, and looked around. She jumped down to the ground and then walked back to Filch to stroke herself against his legs.

"Well, looks like we all must have mistaken ourselves, back to business everyone!" Professor McGonagall said. The students had no choice to walk back, yet Mrs Norris stayed, and so did the heirs, their girlfriends, McGonagall, Snape and Sprout.

"I say, you are really brave to stroke that cat!" Sprout said casting several unpleasant gazes at the cat.

Mrs Norris suddenly jumped up at the Professor's shoulder. Everyone stared at her, unable to understand a single thing.

Ron laughed. "And I thought lions were the king of cats, in this case I say it doesn't fit. It looks like you're a claw sharper Hermione."

Hermione smiled back. Draco kissed on her cheek.

"I suppose that's how you managed to charm me, wasn't it Hermione?"

Now everyone except the teachers laughed. The older ones couldn't understand a single thing, but they knew, this was just the beginning of the changes around. Surely the heirs had turned the castle upside down, because not even the headmaster himself knew these days where the rules lay.

(The Headquarters)

Petunia had had a pretty unusually calm morning. Ever since Harry had spoken to Peter, the man had turned out to be sort off nice. At least he helped her clean instead of befuddle, and he was really adorable playing around outside, chasing his tail. He also protected her, because still the house hadn't been that cleaned from dark creatures and petunia's unusual magic still was in a level off beginners. She couldn't control it, she rarely could call for it and when it came it was always when she was near the silver box she usually did keep with her. yet now, the box lay under her pillow upstairs.

Peter was cleaning the chimney in a very unusual way. The chimney had started to smoke in, and even with magic none of the members had been able to solve the problems, not even Moody who told everyone it would be a lot easier to just make a new. Yet now Pettigrew was crawling up there and he hadn't heard from himself from at least a quarter of an hour. Then, all of sudden.

A soot-black fur ball, miniature fur ball, fell down from the chimney. It landed on four small black paws. Since Petunia wasn't all alone today, Moody sat by the table drinking from his hipflask. He was off duty. And there was also Remus, who had nowhere to go since he was a wanted werewolf at the moment after a disaster from trying to get other werewolves to join force with them. It all had ended with a ruined building and several people having seen them doing magic.

Petunia ran over and let Pettigrew climb into a old filthy unused rag before taking him up to the bathroom. She felt the others gazes following her, ye as she guessed Peter had managed his task, hearing the whoosh from the open chimney, yet looking at his teeth he supposedly had gnawed his way through.

Lupin followed Petunia's steps, with his eyes, as she made her way up. Suddenly Moody hit him on the head with his hipflask. Lupin blinked stupidly, before turning to meet the ex-auror's eyes.

"What?" he asked still having an odd dreamy sort of gaze.

Moody then giggled.

"You like her, don't you?" he said.

"N-No" Lupin stuttered not exactly sure of his answer. Truth to be told over the summer he and Petunia had become good friends. Ever since she had joined them, from being the bad aunt to the nice sister of his best friend's wife.

From upstairs they heard a splash, with sounded as if Petunia just had thrown Peter into the bathtub. She then came back.

"He surely hates water, no wonder he always smells." She said. Remus nodded in reply, the dreamy gaze in his eyes hadn't left him.

"Anything wrong Remus?" she asked also noticing the weird look.

"Uhm, nothing" he said blushing. Petunia laughed and then left for some shopping. Remus followed her all the way until she left, he couldn't get his eyes from her.

From the Kitchen they could hear Moody's laughs, and then a thud as he fell to the floor, holding a hand over his stomach to prevent it from exploding of laughter.

(London streets)

Petunia walked through one shop to another, mostly she was looking for new kitchen accessories, since the Order had a strange habit of blowing up the old ones. It was a heavy load to carry, luckily she had borrowed Tonks backpack, which was charmed to take away all weight or else she would probably have collapsed under the weight.

She didn't see the strange figure lurking, spying on the Muggles. In fact she stood in a bookshop, searching for books on magic. Well, this may have sounded strange, but she was looking for the Muggle facts on them, something she did once or twice. She searched the small Fantasy section and History section. Yet she didn't find anything of use, fantasy most described the author's picture of a witch, which could be hilarious and the history section only had the elder facts, which she knew only was of Muggles like herself.

Outside a shadow grew, and the Muggles look around in fright. From the black clouds black thunderbolts erupted. The Muggles screamed and tried to run, but as they did the thunder neared. The bolts turned from black to green. And the few who were hit died instantly.

Petunia heard the screams and through the window she clearly could see the Death Eaters approaching. She panicked, she had no idea how she would be able to contact the Order and warn them. But then…

In one of the corners of the bookstore flames had erupted. Most Muggles fled out on the streets, but she saw the flames as the help she would need. In her pocket she had a matchbox containing Floo powder. She just hoped that Lupin and Moody where in the kitchen.

She threw the small contents into the flames, which turned bright green. It was hard not to fall into them, she just needed to contact them after all.

"The Order of Phoenix" she said clearly. She whirled around before finally reaching the Headquarters.

"Remus, Alastor!" she said making the two of them jump from their chairs. They hurried over to her.

"Remus, London is attacked by Voldemort. They have created some kind of dark weather and it keeps shooting Killing Curses at us. Please come here as soon as you can."

"But where exactly are you?" Remus asked.

"Does that matter, the whole London is attacked so please hurry!"

The connection was broken, the Floo had been used and she had to hurry outside to not get burned alive. She saw the Death Eaters attacking and smoke erupted from all corners in London. The mighty buildings were burning and Thames was now filled with some kind of green slimy thing with no name. It was a red day for the Muggles, and this time, for the first time since the medieval times Muggles started to gain knowledge of Magic once more. They knew this was something beyond their world.

And in all this Petunia ran, trying to see what she could be able to do. She didn't know much about her own magic and she wished she could have been able to contact Harry or any of the others, but she knew they were far away in safety. Just then she saw red sparks from a bunch of wizards. It was the Ministry's. They had seen this and known they had to do something. This didn't even come from Fudge's order, since that weird man had told them to do nothing, it came from their desire of their hearts. They didn't want to see London destroyed, no they wanted peace and they would fight to get it.

Petunia then spotted Tonks, Kingsley and Mr Weasley in the middle of all. The three order members had fought back with strength so strong, she hadn't believed it when she saw them. But it was the rage, that extra strength of power that allowed them to do it, but just for a short while.

Slightly afterwards the rest of the Order appeared, lead by Remus and Moody. Now petunia could breath again. There was still hope with the Order.

But her relief didn't last, for a moment afterwards she felt herself being levitated up and below her she saw a hooded man whirling his wand, still pointing it at her. She felt her anger rise, she didn't want to be more involved in this then being guardian of the box. She had already had enough of these so-called followers. Yet she didn't know, inside her, the little light of magic she still possessed, it awoke, and suddenly the Death eater was thrown back into a near brick wall, sending some bricks flying.

She was shocked, but the other members gave her the thumbs up. Everyone knew this happened when she was really angry, it had happened many of them. Moody at least twice, Tonks once, as she had also hit Mrs Black's portrait in the fall. Kingsley had to be thrown about four times, Mundungus Fletcher at least twenty times. Still Petunia was always equally shocked by it. If she just could learn to control it.

The battle slowly diminished, as the Death eaters Disapparated away. Yet the victory was nothing compared to their problems. For the news had spread all around the world, witches and wizards existed, it had been recorded with all TV stations through Britain and the news had been seen not only by UK, but also by the entire world.

(Hogwarts, the shores of the Lake)

Harry sat by the Lake, Zlits in his lap, purring softly.

-What is happening around here- Harry said in Parsel. –First we become heirs, then the prophecy, the dragon and all the adventures of the previous year. Now, it is the incidents through the world, the attacks all over, and the magical barricade breaking, the Muggles discovering more. And peoples and creatures all of sudden change in attitude.-

He thought of Mrs Norris in Hermione's arms and Pettigrew returning. The cat hadn't even tried to scratch her. He had started to dislike much of all, but he wasn't sire anymore what tot think. Once things had been so easy, now they were so difficult

-Young master, not to worry.- Zlits said.-It's these things that need to happen.-

-What do you mean?-

-Me and my sister know a great deal about the six of you, and more then just you. Don't worry about the prophecy yet master, the time isn't here yet. It's still a long way to go before it will happen.-

-But how will we know when the time has come.-

-My advice master, would be to look once more in the diary in a full moon.-

-But…- Harry began, but Zlits had already turned back into sleep. Harry sighed, he didn't understand a single thing.

(On another side of the shores)

Cassandra watched Eador fly and dive, hunting for mice and lizards. It was relaxing to see him play around, because he rarely could stretch his wings in the owlery.

#Hey, where are you going?# she shrieked in the secret language together. It surely looked weird for a woman talking to a bird, but that was one of her secret abilities, having grown up with him as a secret protector.

Eador turned, meeting his eagle eyes she understood. #There's something down there, master. I must know what it is.#

She looked into the direction he was flying, but from there she already knew.

#It's just the squid, he likes coming up sometimes.#

Eador then returned and she held out her arm for him to land. He landed gently, not even scratching her, thinking of his sharp talons.

#Shall we return?# he asked tilting his head in the direction towards the castle. Cassandra giggled knowing why, her eagle was very wise and also, who couldn't resist someone feeding him. In fact, Terry Boot, one of the Ravenclaws in her year had offered to take care of him, because he happened to be so fascinated of birds. Even if she spent most of her time with the other heirs, she had received some close friends in Ravenclaw too.

She walked back slowly, thinking of the year, her last year of school. When she reached the oak doors she met Terry, who happily took Eador and hurried to get the box of doves his uncle had sent him. She laughed, one thing Eador, a predator as he was loved, was to hunt from air.

From the Entrance also Harry returned, dripping wet since a nasty little thing, he hadn't managed to see what it had been, had thrown him into the Lake. He guessed it could have been peeves, but that poltergeist was still locked into that closed chamber. He had told only one person about this and that was the person who knew most of the dungeons, Draco. Draco had really liked the idea, yet he had promised to let him out, one day.

His theories were confirmed by a crackling laughter from above, and he guessed Malfoy must have let peeves out during sometimes in the morning. The pain was back again to haunt them, he wished Hermione would be able to teach him her special little charm she'd found in the library. It had managed to make Ron fall into the Lake once.

Just then a noisy alarm screeched through the whole castle. The students all hurried to the Great hall, where Professor McGonagall met them, with one of the order members beside.

"It's dreadful news." McGonagall said. Please Miss Jenkins, tell them what you told me and the staff.

Sarah Jenkins, one of the Twins from the Order stepped up into the spotlight off everyone's attention and began to tell them.

"Today, in London, the whole city was attacked by Death Eaters. Me and the Order went to fight them. Together with the help from some in the Ministry's, still not on out Minister's decision, won, but during todays fight our old identity has been discovered. Muggle knows about us, and we fear they are also planning to go against us."

The hall went dead quiet, only a cough could be heard coming from someone in the stands.

"So, they know?" Ron asked once again.

"Yes, Mr Weasley, they know. It is our believes they still don't know about Hogwarts nor any of the other magical areas, but we have to be prepared on everything. Everything is possible. The Muggle has many ways of receiving news, we can't control them any longer, they are controlling us."

"But, if they would discover us, then what would happen?" a young Hufflepuff girl asked.

"We don't know yet. The United Nations are discussing us at the moment."

"Professor, what do you mean?" A Ravenclaw pureblood asked.

"It means all Nations in some kind of reunited force for peace is discussing if we are a terror or if they can let us continue as we do. As for further notice, the old regulations are still up, with more. No magic for anyone in the Muggle areas, not even in you own homes. Not until we know more, the only time you will be allowed to do magic will be when you are within the magical world, or when you or others are in danger."

Everyone sighed. It was a good thing it was still school, but for the ones who was going home for Christmas it would be a nightmare, especially for the ones who were used of magic.

(The Headquarters)

Petunia sat by the fire, thinking of the strange day. The silver box lay in her lap, open. The five strange symbols lay in her hand, she had tried to discover their secret, but she still couldn't understand. At the moment they were pale, a moment before they had been shining bright. The light from them had changed very often for the last hours. She wondered why, she had no clue.

(Hogwarts)

It was tears that came, nothing else. Everyone was in tears, even Draco who never cried openly couldn't hide his. What purpose did they really have now, all was lost, or was it?

In the back of the chamber they sat, the door opened revealing a man who had looked for this special person in more then a year. He didn't know that she nowadays had a new boyfriend, not that she was an heir, or more correctly she was the inheritor of a dark witch powers.

Still, his name was Viktor, Viktor Krum.

TBC

To Reviewers:

midnight-fox-55: Welcome back! There will be a special chapter for that, they will maybe find out, you'll see. If you read Zlits lines you'll understand more, hopefully more than Harry. Thanks for reviewing, hope you liked this chapter.

queenofhtepotters13: I'm not that sure if we are so lucky. Snow here means ice or slush. It's not nice, the winter's here are a bit of chaos every year. You know what, the main reason for people staying in Sweden is because we've lived most of our lives here, there's not much more. There are so few that likes winter, especially here by the coasts.

dnd4ever: Well, I hope you liked the little change of the cat. Yet I would feel like an animal hater if I did, so I had to save her, and that has also some parts for later in this story.

End Notes:

Thanks for the reviews, wow. I'm finally done with this chapter. I'm gonna make one more before the other updates, but still, hope you liked it. Please review and tell me what you thought.

Shitza