DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER I ONLY OWN HAKKAI A.K.A. KAI AND THE PLOT
THE BOYS WHO LIVED
Chapter: 13 The Dark Lord Crashes the Party
It was well past midnight before the gang went to bed and it was satisfying to say the least. They had practiced long after their homework was done and well into the night. With only two days to go till the annual concert with the school the boys were excited and just played for the hell of it. Already they have disobeyed Hakkai with practicing behind her back the boys were near the point of exhaustion, "We have to stop!" said Neville, "I agree," said Harry, "Hakkai told us to rest for the final week but we have disobeyed her," said Draco, "I know what you mean mate," Ron said and the Slytherin nodded his head at them as well, "Very well we will rest the final two days to just enjoy ourselves." With that they left to find something else to do. In the mean time a certain rat had followed them to the school was now watching them. Unknown to the rat it was also being watched by a snake and a cat.
The snake flicked its tongue out, 'are you sure that is the one?' the snake hissed to the cat. The cat having heard snake language before knew what the snake meant and nodded. It hissed softly to the snake and the snake nodded before slithering away into the crevices of the school towards its master. The cat made its way back towards the girl's dorms and towards Hermione's dorm.
The snake slithered down the cracks and tunnels made from old pipes long gone and replaced towards the bottom of the school. The school itself is pretty old and having survived many years of remodeling and rebuilding a few things remain of the original school and those are kept well underground in old bomb shelters. Out of all those bomb shelters only one remained in use and that shelter housed a single student considered too dangerous to be housed with the other students. That single shelter is where the snake slithered and made its way into the single shelter.
Unlike the other shelters this one has well lit with florescent lights and a sort of jungle setting in it that includes a river giving it a serene setting. Right in the middle of the so called jungle there was a shelter like that of a bed made of leaves and a few electronic equipment all over the place to make it look as if an alien from outer space moved in. The snake slithered into this so called shelter towards a chair where a single person sat reading a book. 'master,' it said as it slithered up onto the chair and over to the figure reading, 'what is it Quick Strike?' curiosity struck the person's voice.
Hakkai Seiryuu Hunter sat reading a book on Potions that the boys loaned her when Quick Strike slithered onto her lap from the head of her chair. 'what is it Quick Strike?' Hakkai asked, 'Master someone uninvited has just arrived in the school,' the snake said, 'oh do tell,' Hakkai hissed back, 'it was Crookshanks Hermione's familiar that told me of this so went to investigate with the cat and the cat was true to his word. The rat does not smell of rat, it smells of death and snakes as well as human,' Hakkai now stared at Quick Strike, 'It smells of snakes you said?' and the snake nodded. Hakkai rose from her chair, 'where did you see this rat last?' she asked.
Wormtail a.k.a. Peter Pettigrew scurried in his rat form after hitching a ride in one of the boy's trunks he managed to scramble out and survey the school in which Potter, that traitor Malfoy and their pals all hid. After hearing them practice for hours on end the rat explored the rest of the school before finding a piece of paper on the ground. It read the date of a concert on the ground and the rat rubbed its front paws together before vanishing with a pop.
"What have you to report Wormtail?" asked Voldemort as he sat on his throne with his pet Nagini resting at his feet. The rat transformed back into his human form that of a balding man with buck teeth and equally long nails that have seen better days. "Well?" the dark lord said his already hairless head and snake like face with its red slitted eyes narrowed. "My Lord I've found them," said Wormtail as he kneeled, "I've found Malfoy's brat along with Potter," said Wormtail, "Oh really where are they located?" Voldemort demanded, "They are located in a place called Winchester High School," said Wormtail and Voldemort smirked, "That is not far from London I've heard of that place a very prestigious school," replied the dark lord after some careful thought, "Well done Wormtail you have done yourself well," he said and the rat nodded before groveling away, "There is an event coming up my lord in two days time a concert of sorts that Potter and his friends seem to be participating in,"
That got the dark lord interested, "Go on," he said, "Well it is said that there will be a contest of sorts where all the performing arts classes are to participate and Potter's group seems to be part of the group that will play music for them," he then groveled, "Very well done Wormtail you have done well," he said and the man backed away. "In two days time we shall give this group what they deserve a well earned audience don't you think," the dark lord began to laugh and the others did as well.
TWO DAYS LATER
It was the morning of the concert and the group already assembled in Hakkai's room everything was pretty much in order as they sat down to discuss some things that needed to be taken cared of mainly costumes and a name for the band.
"We have been here for nearly a year and we still have not found out a name for the band." Complained Dean as he leaned back against a tree. "Well we could always call ourselves 'The Marauders," Ron joked, "Nah that name was already taken long ago." Said Seamus and Neville laughed at the joke, "I know who would have been daft enough to name their band something as funny as 'Weird Sisters when majority of the band is male," they all laughed at that. Hakkai then walked up to them and sat down, "Well now have you fellahs decided a name yet?" she said in passing. They shook their heads, "That is just it Kai we don't know what to call ourselves," said Ron, "Who would have thought that coming up with a name is so hard." Said Seamus, "Well we got till two days after the concert to name ourselves," Harry said reading the rules to the contest. "Where in bloody hell does it say that?" Ron asked, "Oh honestly Ronald it says so right here," Hermione said pointing to a small part of the rule pamphlet.
Rules applied for all Contestants for the Performing arts section.
1. All contestants must have a name for their group they have up to two days after their performance to come up with a name for their group or a name will be selected for them.
2. No group bashing (meaning no making fun of other groups) allowed at all in music lyrics
3. All contestants must have a costume or uniform to go with their groups theme.
4. All groups must have a genre to go with the band
5. If any groups have questions or concerns please consult the judges before performances.
Remember to have fun and to party on dudes
"Weird," Ron said, "got that time mate," Dean said as he settled down, "so what do we call ourselves?" asked Harry, "I don't know but we only got a few hours to think; wait two days sorry to come up with something." Hermione replied, "Well I don't know about names but I do have something for the group namely uniforms but they will have to wait till we go up to perform." Said Hakkai smirking as she sat on her chair looking smug. "Oh really?" said Ron and Hakkai nodded her head. "You can bet on it," she said.
The hours ticked away as the final rays of the sun began to set and with it the arrival of many vehicles as well as several dark robed people. These instantly transfigured their clothes into something that the other people would not bother to look. Walking in they did not notice the snake that slithered in after them followed by an elf owl, a snowy owl and an orange cat hidden in the shadows.
Already deatheaters gathered as they kept their disguises up pretending to mix in with their Muggles to their disgust. Voldemort was careful not to alert the Ministry of Magic anyway possible for fear of an ambush but Aurors. Already the festivities began with bright lights and many pieces of art work all around the large gymnasium. Lucius Malfoy being one of the men in charge with the capture of Potter and his friends transfigured his features to make him unrecognizable to his own son. Hiding his cane even though he knew that was the one thing that would get him recognized he hid from view while browsing through the many paintings the students made. His master was also in the building but was so cleverly disguised that not even Lucius recognized him at first.
Voldemort had disguised himself as a business man with a well tailored Muggle suit and freshly cut sleeves that were sharply dressed. His face looked pretty much normal with his red eyes now reduced to dark brown eyes and he has a mop of dark brown hair on his head that was slicked back to give him a business like air to him. Several other deatheaters were in the facility including Wormtail but he was in his rat form running a survey of the area and relaying the information to his master.
Lucius smiled as he walked towards another group of paintings where his master was looking at a particular one. "Tell me Lucius what do you think this one to be?" he asked, "It appears to be a dragon my lord from what I recall a Hungarian Horntail," he said, "Very good," Voldemort replied smirking, "Take a look at the person who painted this picture." Looking where his master is pointing Lucius got a good look at the name printed on the bottom of the matted frame.
HARRY JAMES POTTER
"Harry Potter my lord," he whispered and Voldemort smirked. "Very good now then on to business is everything in place?" he asked and Lucius nodded, "All is in place my lord," he said and Voldemort smirked, "Excellent when Wormtail gives the signal you will strike!" he proclaimed and Lucius disappeared into the crowd.
While all the evil plans were taking place Harry had a few problems of his own to take care of namely getting ready for the so called concert. Already he was trying to make his hair as punkish as possible or trying to. "Will you cut it out Potter!" Draco glared at Harry while Harry struggled to make his hair right. "Sorry but I was trying to be like a punk so we could look like a real punk band." He said and Draco laughed. His hair was already spiked and pink tipped while he wore black kohl around his eyes. Ron looked almost the same except he charmed his hair to be more like his brother Bill's. His brother's hair was shoulder length and had a few ear stubs to go with it. Ron even placed a sleeveless vest on showing off the dark mark on his arm. Seamus and Neville did the same but Neville supported a Mohawk while Seamus had his hair shaved off. Dean also made his hair looked like it was shaved but skin bald with piercing on his eyebrows. The glamour's look well done on the group and they could not say so any better.
"Alright boys you are nearly up!" said another student who was in charge of organizing the performances. Already several groups went up ahead of them but most of them had been symphony and opera groups. There were only five modern groups from different classes. On is doing Hip Hop, another was doing country (which Harry found to be quite interesting with the less yodeling noises), one was doing pop music while their group was last with rock music. Already all the groups went ahead and it was nearly their group's turn. As the minutes ticked by while the pop group performed it seemed to Harry that none of the groups really practiced much. Much meaning that they hardly spent time practicing as the parents clearly saw. "Don't those bloody idiots realize that this is a major grade?" Draco said and Harry had to agree with the Slytherin.
To say that these people are hideous while they sang was something that Lucius had to agree with their lord. Already another group walked up to perform even worse then the last. There was supposed to be a dance routine but even the dark lord knew that it was ill practiced and the song was undefined and untrained. The song though energetic sounded flat and even the audience began to boo. It was then that he looked up and saw a rat scrambling across the curtains chewing on the lights. It turned to Lucius and waved its silver paw. "it is time," said Voldemort as he began to move with Lucius following.
As soon as the last group left the stage and the last of the techs began to set up the boy's instruments and equipment until they heard screams. "Aw our adoring fans," said Seamus and started to approach the stage till a hand roughly grabbed him and shoved him back down onto the seat. Hakkai stood over them hand on her left forearm. Harry then began to rub his scar hissing in pain along with everyone else. "He's near," said Hermione as she held or tried to hold both of her marks. It was then that Kee-Hong ran into the back room, "We have to leave now!" he ordered and the screaming grew louder as flashes of red and green light flashed through the curtains striking people and everyone scrambled for their wands.
They began to run when unbearable pain struck them and they fell. The last thing that Harry saw was a swish of dark robes and his worse nightmare began to approach them. "At last……" was all he heard till the pain knocked him into a point of happy unconsciousness.
TBC