Hiya people! Albus Dumbledore is evil! He is the leader of the Fallen. Hahah! Shocked you all! This chapter will even more shock you all, big times. And peole, Katrina is older than Harry, and she is his sister! Just pointing out something!

BestSkeptic: Katrina is older than Harry, and if you are confused about the Fallen, once when they catch Snape and they ask him to hand over the book, then they will know a whole lot more about them. Might even scare you...

The Dark Advenger 1942: How is it that you know for these things? I hope you don't get this one. Oh please dont...Please...And Tell me your real name or I will blow my head off and you won't get this story! HA! Beat that!


Chapter 3:

The Curse:

"Albus Dumbledore?" Harry asked confused.

"Albus Dumbledore, I know a shock," Katrina answered.

"But how come Albus Dumbledore? He was good!" Harry began to argue. 'It can't be him. It can't! He was good! He was good!' Harry thought.

"Listen Harry," Katrina began softly. "I know that you were really close to Dumbledore. And I also know that he was the greatest wizard of good ever to exist. But Harry you have no know," she said.

"Know what!" Harry interpreted her. "Know that when he died, he became evil to hunt down us?" his voice began to rise.

"Please be quiet!" Katrina hissed at Harry. "They are still here! And when Snape did the Avada Kedavra curse on Dumbledore," Katrina said.

"The cruse turned him evil," Harry finished. "Sorry," he apologized.

"It's okay, and do you know any curses?" Katrina asked.

"Yeah, why?" Harry asked.

"Because the two Fallen Wizards off to get you have spotted us. Looks like we have to fight. And be warned, their spells are totally different that ours. And they are curses," Katrina told Harry.

"Thanks," Harry said nervous.

"Never cursed some one right?" Katrina asked.

"Yeah," Harry said, he began to shake.

"Ready?" Katrina asked.

The Fallen Wizards began to come closer and closer. Harry mouthed the words 'okay' to Katrina.

Katrina stood and she pointed her wand right in the forehead of a Fallen Wizard by the looks of it was Hermit the Foul (a.k.a creator of the Baslik)

Harry stood up as followed and his wand pointed to a very tall Fallen Wizard. Harry looked up, his face turned pale white. The Fallen were gray, and they wore a black cloak. They had red eyes, and no hair. They had a long slimy head, and they had two legs and two arms. Their hands were long and bony, and they had long nails. A wand was not in their hand but a staff that looked like a skeleton.

"Harry now!" Katrina shouted. "Avada Kedavra!" Katrina shouted. The green jolt of death knocked one of the Fallen members into the air then it blew up. The other one looked at its dead member then it turned to Harry with its staff ready to cast magic.

"What? Shit!" Harry yelled. But he was too late.

"Ke as sad a mo phieka!" the Fallen cried, then the staff shot a jet of lighting right onto Harry's chest.

"Harry!" Katrina yelled. "Cruico!" she cried at the other Fallen member.

The spell missed the undead wizard and he turned to Katrina.

"Harry, help?" Katrina asked scared.

Harry held his chest softly. It stung a lot but he did not care. "Sectumsempra!" Harry yelled at the Fallen wizard.

The undead wizard turned to Harry just in time to feel the pain of his chest ripping apart.

"Take that you old fool!" Harry said.

The undead wizard began to screech a noisy sound, its chest began to tear apart and it ran around its whole body. It went up to its head and it screamed a fatal sound.

"What did you do to it?" Katrina asked to Harry while she covered her ears.

"That is a curse that splits your chest apart!" Harry answered.

"Oh, and don't do that again," Katrina said.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Look, I know that spell too, and to the Fallen, no way!" Katrina answered.

Harry looked at the undead wizard just in time to see his head blow up in a puddle of green slime.

"This is it?" Harry asked whipping off the slime.

"Oh, then what ever touches the slime, it blows up," Katrina said not moving.

"Oh," Harry said, he froze.

"I am only kidding!" Katrina laughed.

"Don't do that!" Harry exclaimed.

"YOU CAN NEVER GET ME!" Voice boomed out from no where.

"Who is that?" Harry asked.

"Who do you think?" Katrina replied.

"Albus Dumbledore?" Harry said confused.

"That's right, now we have to go to Hogwarts," Katrina said pushing Harry.

"But Hogwarts is not yet open, and we don't have a head master any more," Harry said.

"Then, we will go to any where else. And the Wesleys have left their home for a couple of months because some Fallen went it last night," Katrina told him.

"Can we go to Diagon Alley (spelling?)?" Harry asked.

"Sure thing my little brother," Katrina said hugging him.

"So, what do you do?" Harry asked her.

"Oh, I work as your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Nice right?" Katrina answered bragging.

"That's great. It has always been my best subject," Harry said.

"That is really nice to know. I am going to teach you curses and the Fallen spells this year, and for all of the other grades," Katrina said.

"That's wonderful!" Harry said happily. "By the way, do you know who our new head master is?" he asked.

"Yeah," Katrina answered back.

"Who is it then?" Harry asked.

"Some twin headed dumb dude who calls him self 'Peeves,'" Katrina answered.

"Peeves?" Harry asked shocked. "Peeves our head master!"


LA la la. Peeves is the head master! Yeah! What do you think? Is that stupid, or weird, or interesting and weird? Anyways, next chapter is a trip to Diagon Alley! Very interesting it will be. And it is going to be damn long. So I am going to take time to update. JUST ADD ME INTO YOUR ALERTS! IT IS FASTER PEOPLE! Stay tune!