Author Note: The resistance grows and Narcissa will too. At least the Grangers have good news.

===X

Harry went straight back to the Gryffindor tower he found most of the people starting to get awake and ready. Looking around he saw the fifth year prefect for the girls, "Paige, Where are the other prefects?"

"Most of them are still upstairs why?" she asked with a yawn.

"I need to talk to all of you. We have a potential problem." Harry replied.

Hermione came in out of breath, "Harry, he's awake and frothing mad."

"Did you get her back?" Harry asked.

"Yes. I told Edith the prefect from Ravenclaw I ran into about it." Hermione said, "She is not happy about this either."
"Not happy about what?" Luna asked stretching as she came down the stairs.

"Amycus Carrow was being very creepy with a first year Ravenclaw." Harry explained.

Orville Cluxton the sixth year boys prefect stopped, "Creepy Carrow being creepy? Big surprise there."

"She was talking about getting her period and he said he could 'help' her." Hermione made air quotes while scowling. "Just like he helped his wife. I didn't like his tone."

Several of the pure-bloods made disgusted or unsurprised noises of displeasure.

"Is there something funny about that?"

"You know who his wife is right?"

"The other professor Carrow?" Harry replied.

"Yeah his sister." One of the pure-bloods said.

Hermione looked like she was going to be sick, "Eww. That is so gross."

Neville had heard the discussion as well as veronica, "That is old school pure-bloods. Usually they at least go for first cousins but some of the more fanatical will do their siblings." Veronica confirmed. A few of the others nodded their agreement.

"Almost all of the magical world is related in one way or another. If you're a pure-blood you are a cousin by blood to almost everyone here." Neville stated.

"Yeah mum and dad are 7th cousins by blood and marriage. And I'm your 5th cousin twice removed I think Harry." Veronica said.

"And my great aunt married your great grandfather Harry." Alicia Spinnet said.

"Okay before we get into who is related to whom, which could take all day, let's find out what happened." Floyd Mills the seventh year prefect for Gryffindor boys called out. "Judging by the fact she's partially under an invisibility cloak and you wanted to talk to all of us you did something to him."
Harry and Hermione glanced at each other before Harry confessed, "I stunned him before he could do anything to her, but I felt like he was going to. He was creeping me out with the way he was touching her hair and the way he was talking."

Veronica frowned, "You probably did save her. Between the Carrows and Mulciber dad said the Ministry had their hands full trying to pin them down on abuse and molestation cases. Mulciber is really good with the Imperious."

"My mum's an auror detective. She hates the Carrows and Mulciber."
Veronica nodded, "Yeah dad's mentioned your mum, Tiffany Capshaw right?"

"Yeah works the Brighton division. Where Mulciber lives and hunts." She said disgustedly.

Harry took a deep breath, "Okay. We need to make sure no one is ever alone with any of those teachers. It doesn't matter if you go to the bathroom bring a friend. Watch out for each other. We are going to have to be careful until we can get rid of them."
"That's going to take a change in the weather Harry." One of the older students said, "But we're with you. We don't like the way this is going."

Most of the others agreed. A few were reluctant to make waves or afraid to get in trouble.

"Look are we Gryffindors or what? Our house was founded by Godric Gryffindor. A brave man who stood up for muggles when magicals were fighting against them. A man who held that anyone who was brave enough, honorable enough, to take a stand against the darkness was his friend. A man who turned on his best friend when he betrayed him and wanted to attack muggles. He would not have hesitated to defend the weak, the helpless, the hurt. And NEITHER WILL I!" Harry exclaimed.

"You got put in Gryffindor because you supposedly uphold the values he believed in. We have darkness within our own walls and some of you are afraid to get hurt, or afraid to get in trouble. We're already in trouble. People are going to get hurt, again and again if we don't do something. We've already lost friends, had friends get hurt. How many more have to suffer before you'll stand up? How many more have to die before you'll grow a spine?" He was getting angry he knew but he had bottled up all the pain and frustration of not being able to do anything far too long.

The other students were shuffling as some looked ashamed and turned their faces away while others were nodding and looking intently grim.

"Tell the others, tell your friends. The resistance starts today. We will protect our own if no one else will. We will do what we have to because it is what we as Gryffindors are supposed to do. We do the right thing no matter how much it costs us! We, MUST do this." Harry's voice was becoming tight and hoarse but those who were looking shamefully at the floor began to have their friends elbowing them, whispering in their ears.

"So are you with us?" He asked looking out over the other Gryffindors.

"We're with you Harry. So say we all!" Floyd called out looking around at the others. With a cries of huzzah or By Merlin's Beard all of the Gryffindor students signaled they were with him.

Hermione was looking at Harry with undisguised admiration and excitement in her eyes, "Oh my God Harry that was amazing."

Harry nodded before turning to Luna, "What's the word with the ghosts about the original charter?"

Luna shook her head, "The ghosts are skittish Harry. They didn't just replace Binns they discontinued him."

"They what?" He asked in confusion.

"Discorporated, destroyed him. They went to his grave, dug him up and salted and burned his bones. Sir Nick told me. He's the only one who is still talking to students." Luna explained.

The nearby students passed the words back through the crowd. Most of them had not cared one way or another about Binns, finding his class an easy O, but to hear he had been destroyed rather than exorcised so he could go on into the next world was disturbing.

"Why would they do that?"

"To hold us hostage Mr Potter." Sir Nick came through the wall. "The final resting place of most resident ghosts is known. We also know what they are planning."
"So are you going to help us?" Harry demanded.

"We will do what we can, however you must understand the ghosts are bound to the castle by the conditions of our death. We are limited." Sir Nick stated.

"Fine. We'll need someplace to meet."

"There is a place that is secret we can show you, however you should begin to get to breakfast as you will be late and the headmaster is not in a tolerable mood."

"Hey we'll take the blame." The Weasley twins said stepping forward.

"Guys. I can't"
"Harry. We're known trouble makers. Its what we do." Fred or George said striding out the portrait arm in arm with his brother.

"Those two are crazy." Veronica said with a proud grin.

"We better make sure Ginny's okay." Neville said.

"Okay everyone you know what we need to do. Protect and observe, no violence yet." Harry called as people started heading out. "Okay go Neville. Veronica you go with him."

Floyd tapped Harry on the arm, "The other prefects will be with us except Slytherin. I don't know about most of them."
"We'll do our best without them if we have to." Harry said, "Can we trust everyone here?"
Floyd looked at Carrie his seventh year counterpart for the girls, "I'd say almost everyone. There might be a few that when the heat turns on we lose but most of us knew this was coming."

Harry nodded "Okay."

===xxx

"Where did you learn to do that?" Hermione asked as they walked to the great hall.

"What I just got angry and started talking." He replied with his eyes forward.

"Well it was very inspiring." Hermione said.

Entering the great hall the first thing Harry saw was that all of the tables and benches were missing and the students had been lined up by house.

"So nice of you to join us Gryffindors. Over sleep did we?" The headmaster sneered as he stood at his lectern.

Fred stepped forward and bowed, "My good headmaster we thank you for the solicitous concern over our somnambulent repose. It was most excellent indeed."

George stepped beside him with a bow, "Indeed most high excellence we tripped through the fields of nod with the most heavy of slumber."

Several other students gave titters of amusement before a cleared throat from Dolohov silenced them.

The head master set his wand at the top of the lectern to lean forward, "Gentlemen you are the Weasley twins are you not?"

Standing up the two bowed to each other in a mockery of a courtly bow then turned to the headmaster and sung

"I'm Tweedledee and he's tweedledum.

"We're two wizards marching to a drum.

"Through the corridors we hum

"As we slithe through the toves and mimsy borogoves.

"Waiting for the dawn to come."

When they were done they bowed once more before standing there with cocky grins leaning on each other's shoulders.

"Interesting gentlemen. Very interesting. Your sense of humor is only matched by your mastery of the muggle classics."
"Why thank you sir I." Fred or George started to say when the headmaster cast a spell on him with a flick of his wand. The twin's voice left him and he began to grasp his throat. Choking for air as

"I hate your sense of humor and I have hated that particular book. That author was a pathetic muggle who desperately wanted to be a magical that he tried no less than 47 times to penetrate our world."

The other twin was struggling to release his brother from the spell, "Let him go. You're choking him to death!"

The headmaster released the spell, "No. He was not going to die. I was just making an example of him. The Ministry has authorized us to use corporal punishment on those most egregious of offenders. As much trouble as the Weasley twins have caused I thought I would be proactive in my punishment. Now take your brother and get back in line."

"He needs to go to hospital!"

"He is fine. All he had was a few seconds of suffocation. Nothing to worry about. Now if you have to drag him back into line or suffer the punishment as well.

The twin that was on the floor grabbed his brother's arm and shook his head. Lee Jordan came out daring the headmaster to do something and helped get him back into the Gryffindor ranks.

"Now. As you can see the disciplinary methods have changed around here as well. Gone are the wimpy taking points and giving points. Detentions will be something you will want to avoid. They will not be nice easy or repetitive." He stopped and chuckled, "Nothing as comfortable as writing lines now."

"Further we have been authorized by the Ministry Department of Education to use corporal punishment. You have grown soft. You have grown weak and pathetic. You have forgotten that magicals are superior to all others."

"Ve are the master race!" Someone said in a comedically insubordinate tone.

The headmaster froze as he squinted among the students to see who said that. All of them were standing still facing forward. "Who said that? Who said that?" The headmaster demanded stepping down from his lectern, his voice still loud enough to be heard across the hall. He began to pace in the gap between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw houses. "No one said that eh? The fairy godmother just whispered that. Well what we have here is a failure to communicate. Is that what you want? Because that is what we have here."

He had reached the opposite end of the hall before he turned, "Well if you want to act like fools then you shall stand there until someone confesses. I was going to be lenient and merciful but if this is the sort of disrespect I can expect from you then we appear to have a great deal of work to do."

He walked slowly back to the head's table where he rapped twice and food appeared for them. Harry was pleased to see that Minerva turned her cup upside down and came to stand with the Gryffindors. Sprout hesitated a moment before she did the same to be with her Hufflepuffs. Snape shook his head slightly but did not appear to be drinking or eating as heartily as the others.

"Minerva. Pomona. You're not hungry?" Nott asked with a sneer.

"If my students do not get to sit or eat then neither do I!" Minerva angrily declared. Pomona Sprout just shrugged, "I can stand to loose a few."

Nott looked from one professor to the other. He looked down the table at the ones who remained. "Severus your appetite off this morning?"
"I had a full meal last night that is not settling well. Although I have to ask why is Slytherin House being punished as well?"

Nott smiled at the dark haired wizard. "Why to help foster a feeling of unity and solidarity among the students. We are all just one big happy family here are we not?"

Snape nodded, "As you say, sir. You are the headmaster."

Biting into a cherry tomato the headmaster leaned back in his throne-like chair, "Yes I am. And as such my word within these walls is law. Remember that Minerva. Dumbledore is no longer in charge, there will be a firmer ramrod in place from now on."
"Of course Headmaster. Perhaps we could discus where to place that ramrod later." Minerva quipped back. "I have a few ideas."

Nott narrowed his eyes at the woman but said, "How impertinent, You have spunk Minerva. I hate spunk."

Minerva just smiled back at the man, "You have no idea Reginald."

The headmaster went back to his food ignoring the students who all stood there quietly. Some fo the Slytherins looking confused as they began to realize that they might not be the darlings of the castle as much as they had thought.

When the bell for first period rang the students went to move until the headmaster called out, "You have not been dismissed."

Everyone stopped turning to look at him with expressions ranging from the defiant to the scared he smiled. "Never let it be said that I am not a benevolent man." He raised both hands to his mouth, kissing his fingers he waved them towards the doors which sprung open with a clang. "Enjoy your day and let us hope we have a good lunch. I understand it shall be duck on the menu."

Everyone filed out to begin their day. No one felt like telling the headmaster to enjoy his day.

===xxx

Narcissa was driving north to Grassington to locate this Tilly Stone that was a former lover of Daniel Granger. Her midnight black Mercedes Guardian with its V12 Maybach engine purring as she swiftly moved down the two lane twisting main road. If this Tilly didn't know where Granger was she might still make a good bait to draw him out.

Grassington was where the postal pickup for Miss Stone was located as well as her shopping and banking data pointed. So that was where Narcissa was forced to look.

She hated this place, for all its bucolic charm and tranquil placidity. She parked outside of the one general store she could see and adjusted her breasts. She was wearing a tight sweater under a black leather Prada raincoat and hoped to present a professional and yet seductive appearance. Checking her bright crimson lipstick she smiled wickedly. She might as well make the best out of coming to the back end of creation itself.

Exiting the car she strode purposefully into the store. Walking to a teenage male who was stocking a display she pulled a leather wallet out and flipped it in his face, "Kaitlin Muldoon Inland Revenue. May I speak to your manager?"

"Uh she's in her office." The boy stammered quickly.

"Very well take me to her." Narcissa said flipping the ID wallet back into her inside coat pocket.

The boy quickly led the way to a small office with a tired looking middle aged blonde behind a desk. He introduced Narcissa by her cover name and then left when both women stood staring at him.

"Can I help you Mrs Muldoon?"

"I am looking for a woman named Matilda Stone. We have confirmed she shops here and uses your cashpoint machine."

"Matilda. Do you mean Tilly? She goes by Tilly Wormwood."

Narcissa pulled a notebook out and checked it. She had run across that name but dismissed it as a squib from that family. They were one of the most minor families, they even made the Weasleys look like pure-bloods. "Really? Well we do not have any address beyond the local post office for her. Do you know where she lives?"

The woman shook her head, "Not really. I know she lives somewhere near Conistone. She rides a bicycle down here to pick up a few things. Sometimes we arrange a delivery to her when she has a bigger order."
"Has she had any larger orders?"

The manager nodded, "Yeah Becky, my cashier, said she has been buying a lot more groceries over the last few weeks. Becky joked with her about it and she just said she was eating for three. Becky thought that meant she got pregnant or something but Tilly was all coy about it. I've had 3 kids and she still looks the same. But then Tilly is not quite right in the head. So who knows what she means."

"Not quite right in the head. Wonderful. Who does your deliveries?"

"A local fellow. Thomas Lawton." The manager said.

"And where would he be?" Narcissa asked. Her perfectly manicured crimson nails on her long fingers flashing under the lights.

"He went on a delivery run to Bolton Abbey he should be back in a few minutes." She said with a glance at the clock. "We're the only grocery shop in the area that does deliveries."

"Well thank you. Is there anyone else that might know where she lives? I am on a bit of a tight time schedule." Narcissa was bored of this town, and bored of this woman already.

"Well she does do some artwork for the gift shop at the folk museum. You might talk to Patrick there. I think the two of them were together briefly a few years ago when she first moved to the area."

"Oh. Well Patrick you said?"

"Uh yes Patrick Welles."

Narcissa frowned as she recognized another minor family from the magical world. Not a major one or a big one, and with strong ties in the muggle world. This region must draw them for some reason. Smiling she said, "Well thank you for the help."
"What does Inland Revenue want with her anyhow? She's never had a problem with her money as long as I've known her. She's not a bad woman." The manager asked with a curious frown.

Narcissa nodded, "It's quite surprising how bad some people can be." With that she turned and left. Narcissa winked at the stock boy as she left. Laughing to herself as she watched him drop a can which rolled under the foot of a man who was watching her walk and not his footing.

Reaching her car she smiled. Ordering more groceries. Teasing she was eating for three. She had the Grangers now. All she had to do was find where they were hiding.

She drove to the parking area by the museum. Before she got out of the car she checked her hair, making it a golden wavy blonde. She looked down and pushed the cup size up a couple of letters and made her nipples poke out very obviously. She changed her outfit from the professional government flunky to something a bit more appropriate for this plan.

Walking into the museum she smiled at the girl in her twenties that greeted her, "Uh. Hi. Could I talk to Patrick?" She said in a breathless vacuous voice.

The girl frowned and asked, "Whom may I say is asking for him?"

"Oh tell him Buffy is asking for him." She said with an empty giggle.

The girl looked very unimpressed and said "I'll need a reason to interrupt him."

"Well I'm a friend of Tilly's from university and was looking for her. I just got divorced you see and thought we could get back together and party." Narcissa said thrusting her bosom outwards as she talked.

The girl looked down at Narcissa's chest as the movements caught her attention. With an even less impressed expression she forced a smile and said, "Wait here."

Narcissa looked over some of the local tourist brochures and chintzy souvenirs that all such places had on sale. She heard a man approaching. His heavier footsteps matched by the softer ones of the girl. She waited for him to get her attention to remain in her persona.

"Excuse Miss Buffy?" a moderately deep voice spoke just behind her.

Turning suddenly she made sure her coat was spread open showing off her ample bosom in the very tight sweater, the knee length skirt and her knee high black leather boots. "Oh dear. Hello. You startled me."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. So you're a friend of Tilly's?"

"Oh yeah. Its been ages since we were at uni together. We used to have so much fun and since I got divorced I thought maybe we could hook back up and see what kind of mischief we could get into." She giggled with a smiling headshake. Looking him up and down with a suggestive grin.

"Well. I might be able to help with that. Perhaps we could go back to my office and discus things, Miss."
"Oh just call me Buffy. I want to be friendly and don't go for all that stuffy last name non-sense." she giggled as she lightly touched him on the chest.

"Oh. Fine with me. Alyssa I'll be indisposed until further notice." He said giving Narcissa his arm.

Narcissa smiled sweetly at the girl as she went with Patrick towards the back.

===xxx

Narcissa was driving northward along the narrow road. She was glad it was at least paved although according to Patrick she was going to have to go off into the hinterlands to get to the cottage she rented. It was an older one his family had not used in a great many years. She always paid cash, although they had tumbled a few times just for the fun of it.

She had gently probed his mind while his attention was elsewhere. She had the exact route and layout of her house. It was a small basic cottage sitting in a rocky valley several miles away from everyone. She could be as loud and as obvious as she wanted. Only she knew that the Granger girl had a pair of elves bonded to her. Which complicated things greatly. While Elves could not harm witches or wizards do to their bondage curse they could interpret the word harm rather creatively. Also depending on the orders from the girl her parents could be taken who knows where and she would have to start the hunt all over again.

Narcissa sighed as this was going to require subtle manipulation to capture them. Judging by the daughter and their ability to evade capture this long they were not stupid. She would try not to underestimate them just because they were muggles like the other Death Eaters did.

Arriving in Conistone she sneered in disgust as she turned off of the paved road onto a gravel one, the further away from the village the more grass was encroaching on the road, with a strip down the center trying to meet the sides. She came to the turn off for the farm lane and stopped. Staring at what was a mostly grass and dirt with maybe some gravel along the way. Narcissa adjusted some of the suspension settings on her car, pausing to look at herself in the mirror she toned down her appearance so she looked more professional Ministry personnel and less like herself.

Driving carefully over the rolling rocky terrain she came to the cottage. The light in the window was already burning as the sun was going down, smoke came curling out of the chimney. She studied the cottage more closely and saw there was a magic field across it. Some elven magic that would be activated the moment she came within a few yards of the house. Probably warning alarms but it might be something more dangerous. She would have to be very careful. She would also have to drop the physical glamours and be herself. Hopefully the Grangers would not recognize her.

Dylan Blake was relaxing with his self-heating thermos of soup beside him. So far there had been nothing unusual or exciting happening. The grocery delivery van had come and gone causing the blonde woman to come out and laughingly flirt with the driver. He was almost dozing when he heard another vehicle approaching.

Judging by the sound of the engine it was not a delivery van. Looking out of his blind he saw a very expensive looking black car pulling up. Examining it through his binoculars he detected multiple magical enhancements to the car, the woman getting out of it was a magical but was not hiding under any glamours, which made his spine shiver. He recognized the woman walking towards the door. Reaching into his pocket he broke the card Black had given him. It hissed and flamed before vanishing as a comet of golden sparks.

Narcissa knocked on the door and smiled at the buxom blonde who was mostly in a sweater dress. "Miss Matilda Stone? I'm Kaitlin Todd. I need to speak with the Grangers."
"The who? I don't know anyone named Granger." The woman said with large blue doe eyes blinking at Narcissa. "I think you got the wrong house."

Narcissa blinked for a moment before saying, "Oh yes the neighborhood is so crowded I must have gotten confused." She scowled as she composed her persona a bit, "Look I was sent by McGonnegal to bring them to Hogwarts. Their daughter has been injured severely in an accident. Its possible she not recover."

Matilda's facial expression showed extreme concern as her hand went to her mouth in shock, "Oh no. That horrible. What happened?"

"Ma'am. I'm not at liberty to discus this except with the Grangers. Madam Pomfrey said that I shouldn't delay in bringing them back to the school." Narcissa didn't want to try and manipulate the pitiful excuse for a mind behind the blonde's eyes as she felt the attention of the elves pressing upon her.

Matilda seemed to be wavering but shook her head, "Look I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking about."

"I know. You're a muggle and the Granger's daughter is a witch."
"That isn't a very nice thing to say." Tilly said with a scowl.

"No. I mean she can do magic. The Grangers haven't told you?"

"I'm afraid they haven't had the chance." A deep voice from behind Narcissa called out. She recognized the voice as her cousin Sirius.

Smiling she turned and said, "Siri. Long time no see. You've been very busy you know."

"Oh yeah. Nice car. You've been very naughty."

Pouting Narcissa said, "Oh you have no idea how naughty."

"Well I can't let you have them. Your master doesn't deserve them." Sirius said leaning on the hood of the car.

"I'm my own master NOBODY dominates me." Narcissa hissed.

Sirius chuckled, "Well there was that one birthday party when we were kids."

Narcissa sauntered closer, "Now that was different Cousin. That was fun and games."

"Yeah sure was. Nice car. Mercedes S600 Guardian." Sirius smirked with a nod at the vehicle he was leaning against.

"Yes. I discovered the joys of muggle technology a few years ago, how useful and interesting they can be. It can be so boring being a traditionalist."
"Well, well, well, So what does Lucy think about this?" He said running his hand along the fender.

"Oh he has his own peccadilloes that I ignore. So he let's me have my enjoyment. And I let him continue to have his." she purred as she walked closer.

Sirius rolled his eyes, "So he still frequents the back streets of Bangkok looking for kathoey?"

She frowned but said nothing.

"I'll take that as a yes. Why do you stay with that, man." Sirius said with a smirk at the word man.

"The usual reasons, he's rich, he's entertaining and he's very useful." Narcissa smirked as she came up closer.

"Un-uh. No closer please. I know about those nails."
"Aww I thought you rather enjoyed them?"

"That was then, this is now." Sirius countered, "So how are you going to explain to your master that you let two muggles get away from you once again?" he smirked.

"Once I kill you, they'll be mine." She sneered, "I've not heard them even try to escape."
"Well you might want to go check the cottage out. I had Kreacher come and convince her elves to work together to take them someplace safe while you and I had a nice little chat." He said with a wide grin.

She scowled, "You bastard!" She screamed as she spun to see that the cottage was dark and empty looking. Event he smoke had stopped curling out of the chimney. She spun back with her wand in her hand. "I am going to put your bollocks on my mantle."

"While that might be a great conversation starter I'd rather you didn't" He smiled casually standing and stretching, "And I'd really rather not fight you cousin. I did, sort of, have a soft spot for you."

Narcissa stood staring at him darkly, "You killed Bella, I loved her. Out of all of the people you've killed she's the one I am going to make you pay for."
"Wait a second. Ask yourself if I am so smart and capable to take all your compadres out why I would be standing here wide open and vulnerable?"

She frowned and looked around carefully. She did not see anyone anywhere, although there were plenty of rocky outcroppings that could hide someone.

"Right. I have a companion with a muggle sniper rifle. Optical sights so no energy output. No magic either cause he's a squib. So you might want to put the wand down and listen." Sirius sneered triumphantly.

Narcissa did not know if he was telling the truth or not. It was very likely possible given his fondness for muggles. She lowered her wand slowly,but did not sheathe it again. "Alright. I'll listen."

"I'm going to give you a gift. You're a totally nasty self-centered bitch, but you're more out for yourself. The blood purity movement is just another game to you." Sirius stated carefully. When she shrugged with a smirk he continued, "So I am willing to give you an out."
"An out?"
"You make an unbreakable vow with me. One that says you will never, directly or indirectly, harm Harry or any of his friends and family. You do that I will fake your death and you can go off and do whatever you want. I'm sure you've got some bolt holes already set up."

"Only if you give the same vow. You won't harm me directly or indirectly." She said firmly.

Sirius shrugged, "With your lovely personality my dear cousin I will not have to. I'm certain someone out there will eventually get tired of you and do it without any prompting by myself."

She laughed, "Such is the risk in the game we play, dear cousin."

He held his hand out, "Ready dear cousin?"
"Who shall be our Attestor?" She asked walking over.

"Dylan? Hustle up buddy. The rest of you stand by." Sirius called out.

Dylan Blake had been told to stand by and wait for Sirius to distract her while he had his elf relocate everyone. He had been told to just play along with Sirius and be ready for anything.

Blake did not have a muggle rifle so he did not know who Sirius was talking about, he hoped it had not been him. When he was called over though he apparated out of his blind to behind Narcissa's car.

"See Cissy? I was ready for this. Now let's shake hands and move on." he said with a open face expression. "For the family?"
"Of course. For the family." She said with a smile. Taking his hand she made sure to drive the needle from her ring into his palm. She felt the blood welling up as he yanked his hand back. "Yes for the family you bastard. You killed my son, you killed my sister. The only two people on this entire fucking dirt ball that I ever loved and you killed them."

Sirius stumbled backwards shrieking as he shook his hand. Dylan went to go for his wand but Sirius spun around shaking his head before holding his hand up and beginning to laugh, "Oh my dear cousin! Father taught me that trick when I was 6. My hand was numb for a week."
"Don't you ever fucking die?" She said firing a spell at him that he dodged. The spell bounced off of the windshield into the sky.

Sirius had dodged forward and to the left. Grabbing her arm he pulled and spun her around attempting to put her right wrist into her left ear as he smashed her face into the hood of her car.

She brought her leg up and backwards to connect with his wedding tackle. She used the moment to bring her left arm up to shove backwards as she swung her leg back down shifting her body backwards to knock Sirius down.

He felt himself going over and pulled his legs up to push her body over in a flip over his head. The two broke apart and spun to face each other once more. Sirius was panting hard as he swung his leg up in a roundhouse that was aimed for her left ear. She dove under it shouldering him into the fender. Dylan was trying to move around to get into a clear position but the high speed movements of the two cousins prevented it. He had drawn the Webbley revolver he still had from his time in the service and stayed ready.

Sirius grabbed her head between his thighs and dropped down. He had a slight strength and weight advantage but she had speed and flexibility on her side. He brought his fist down on her shoulder in an overhead chopping motion. She rolled with it off of him reaching out for her wand that she had dropped during the struggle. Sirius leapt forward to tackle her around the waist causing her wand to rattle over the hood of the car onto the side Dylan was on.

Dylan quickly stepped on Narcissa's wand snapping it into two pieces. The threads of spider silk that drifted out blowing away on the breeze. He turned back to the fight to see the two of them rolling around on the ground trying to pin the other. The two of them pulled every trick they could to try to gain the upper hand with Sirius throwing dirt in Narcissa's face when she grabbed an orange sized rock off of the ground.

He tackled her once more as they fell over into a small shallow ditch. Dylan had no idea why they had not used any spells, he guessed their anger and hate for each other was so strong they had to do it this way.

He ran to the ditch as they struggled. Sirius grabbed an orange sized rock off of the ground and as Narcissa rolled over smashed her on the side of her head. Her eyes rolled back and she fell unconscious.

Sirius panted as he knelt beside her. "Well cousin. That was fun."

"Are you alright Mr Black?" Dylan called out.

Sirius stood up shaking his hand, "Damn that stings. Glad I took the anti-venom. Good thing she's too cocky to change it up."

"So what do you want me to do now?"

"Pack up, go home. I'll send you some more payment by my elf later." Sirius said breathing hard. He picked up his cousin and throwing her over the shoulder headed for her car.

"Okay Mr Black. You know where to find me if you need my services."

"Yeah sure Blake. You did good." Sirius said with a distracted wave of his free hand. Dumping her unceremoniously on the ground, then giving her another kick in the head to make certain, he searched her for the keys.

Blake decided that whatever happened now he did not want to be part of it. He walked back to his blind as he heard the trunk of the car pop open. Dylan decided he really did not want to know what was going on and apparated out, he would come back for his blind.

Sirius looked down at his cousin. Taking the charmed rope he found out of the trunk he bound and gagged her. He laughed as he remembered a few games from their teen years, which made him smile then frown as he remembered the times with Bella. How she had been nasty and cruel even as a child.

"Cissa, you could have been so much better. I tried to get you to understand that when we were kids. Now you'll have to pay. Yeah. You'll have to pay."

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"Daniel where are we?" Tilly asked, "Why did the little people bring us and all of our stuff here?"

"Uh. Those were house elves. And I don't know. They said they were bringing us someplace safe. Hermione trusts them so I trust them." Daniel explained looking out of the window. "I think we're on an island."

"Well that narrows it down dramatically." Emma sighed as she sat in a comfortable chair.

"Hey. It's not like I can call the Auto Club and get a map." He grumped dropping into his own seat.

"Toki" Emma called out.

The light pink skinned elf appeared, "Yes Ma'am." She said politely.

"Could you explain something to me?"

"Yes ma'am." Toki replied calmly.

"Why are we here?"
"Kreacher explained using elf magic that Kreacher worked for master who wanted to protect Granger family. Mistress ordered Toki and Reldan to do anything required to protect Mistress' parent. So Toki and Reldan moved Granger family to safe place Kreacher told about."
"Oh goodie. But why did you drag me along out of my house?" Tilly asked clapping her hands.

"Madam Stone carries Mistress' sister. That makes madam Stone Granger family."

All three of the humans looked at the elf in confusion, although for Daniel an odd uncertain grin started spreading across his face. "She's pregnant?" he managed to exclaim softly.

"Yes Mister Granger. Madam Stone carries Mister Granger's baby."

"But you said you were sterile Tilly." Emma asked turning on the blonde woman.

"Well yeah. Doc Miller said I was in parrymenopause. That means I can't get pregnant right?"

Emma gave a huge sigh as she shook her head, "No Tilly that just means there is a lot lower chance of getting pregnant, not that you couldn't. What did you go to University for again?"

"I was going for a English degree but I got bored and left." She said with a shrug, "Wow all those years of partying and I managed to avoid getting up the shaft and three months with you Danny and bam."

Emma looked at the expression on Dan's face and said, "Thank you Toki. Could you bring us some tea and maybe some biscuits. I think Dan, Tilly and I need to sit down and have a long conversation."

"Yes Emma Ma'am." The elf said popping out.

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Narcissa woke up with sharp stabbing pains through her body. Her head was throbbing and one eye was rather blurry when trying to look through it. She heard a dull ringing in the ear on that same side.

"Ah Cissy you're awake. I was hoping you'd wake up before the fun began." Sirius said with a happy chuckle.

Narcissa realized she was naked and laying on some sort of cold rough stone. Twisting her head around as best she could she saw a ritual chamber with torches around and Sirius in a large black robe covered in arcane symbols.

"Wha ou do?" She managed to struggle outward.

"Well you know how dear old mumsie pushed for us to learn the Kandorian rituals?" Sirius whispered into her good ear. "I'm going to perform one that will help you forget all your pains, all your suffering will end."
Narcissa tried to sit up but her body refused to work properly. She felt nauseated and sick as the world swam out of focus and her head felt like it was going to explode.

"I'd suggest you just lie still Cissa. That rock gave you a bit more than just a little concussion. I think I may have actually injured your brain."
"De' ea'eel?"

"Oh you want to make a deal? Well we'll see. I better get busy. We'll talk when I'm done." Sirius said as he stepped back away from her.

He began to chant from the book in front of him. It was a complicated and long ritual and he needed to focus. As the words reached out the air around Narcissa began to ripple like it was over a fire. Her form began to melt and stretch as her skin shifted and formed.

In her mind Narcissa began to see her memories replay themselves backwards. As each one danced before her mind's eye it dissolved and vanished. The glow of the memory leaping out of her forehead as it dissipated in the air.

Her body was shifting and growing smaller. Breasts receding and shrinking, hair reversing as her age seemed to reduce. Slowly at first but as Sirius chanted it moved quicker. Soon she was a teenager, a preteen, a young child, a toddler and finally a baby by the time he had completed his chant.

She was crying loudly as Sirius sat on the nearby stool. "Kreacher. He called."

"Kreacher comes master."
"Take the young lady and give her to Molly Weasley. She'll know what to do with her."

Kreacher picked the squalling baby up by the ankle and popped out. Sirius laughed and after placing the book back on its holder walked out sighing. He would visit the Grangers to explain everything after he had gotten some sleep.

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Molly Weasley heard a pop then something that sounded like a screaming baby. Opening her front door she found a naked female baby laying on the porch floor. Scooping the baby quickly up in her shawl she carried her inside.

"What do you have there dear?" Arthur asked walking in from the small office he had as groundskeeper for the Potter estate in the cottage.

"A baby. Someone left a little girl baby on our doorstep." She replied incredulously holding the baby to her breast as she tried to calm it.

"A baby? This is not good. Random babies being left on doorsteps is a bad sign."
"Well she sounds cold and hungry so a hot bath then I'll have to use a lactus I guess. Not that you'll mind." Molly Weasley declared heading for the kitchen. "Don't worry little one we'll get you taken care of."

Arthur raised his eyebrow as he wondered who to contact about this. Albus was out of contact, Lupin had recovered from the explosion of Grimmould Place and might be the best to help them figure this out. He would contact him and hope this was not another crisis that would explode in their face.

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Timekeeper: Oh ok. That's okay. Some people hate spoilers some people want to get the shooting script for the movie. Its a fine line to walk between the two.

Oh yeah. Much ugliness will occur before this is all done.

LOLOL. No he didn't but he should have.