Shifter
XVII
Senna yawned as she woke up rubbing sleep from her eyes. It had been over a month since school started, and all had been going well if you discounted the occasional mean prank pulled by Chachazero. She had interpreted don't maim anyone, as prank them instead, but the pranks were against their enemies, so they were funny. It was like that one person everyone knew who loved to pull pranks on everyone, but screeched like a little baby if they're the one being pranked, and nobody wanted to see as doll cry.
She struggled out of Astoria's grip as she and Luna had grown accustomed to sleeping with her and Ginny; not that they minded because they didn't. It started out with Chachazero scaring Astoria so much she felt more comfortable in bed with the dolls Master, and Luna just liking the thought of sleeping in with friends as she had not had any before, but now they had grown complacent and enjoyed the sleeping arrangement. Senna was so very happy, as she had never had such friendships before, even with Hermione, and she hoped Hermione would stop being so silly, so they could become friends again, as Senna did know that Hermione was hurting over Harry's 'death' still. Senna hadn't realised before, but without him, Hermione and Ron did nothing but argue to spite each other. Harry Potter had been the only friend Hermione actually-had, and then she went and ruined her potential friendships with Senna, Ginny, and Luna.
Senna let out a slight breath, as she slid out of bed, and shook the sleep away before she quietly snuck around the room, and found a fluffy towel hanging up on a cool radiator with all their towels by the bathroom door.
"Where are you going?" she was startled as Astoria had woken up and clambered out of bed rubbing her eyes and looking cute and disorientated.
Senna couldn't help but laugh as she pulled off another towel and threw it on Astoria's head where the blonde could only grumble tiredly.
"I'm going to use the showers silly," Senna said while rolling her eyes. "Maybe you should keep the setting on yours to cold to wake you up."
"Ha-ha, very funny, Senna," she replied pulling the towel from her head, and rolling her eyes in return, but the effect was spoilt by the suppressed smile.
Senna laughed and stuck out her tongue. "I know you love this Hufflepuff, Tori, and this butt," she said giggling as she slapped her panty-clad butt before running away into the bathroom.
It had been a surprise when they had first seen the bathroom. It had an extra door leading into four toilets with barriers so low that if they were to all use them at once they could see each other while chatting, and they didn't have any doors. The school was that weird, or this part of the school never saw any changes that the school couldn't do by itself, but still, they didn't want to see each other while doing their business. That sort of thing called for more privacy. It was their business, not each other's, so they made a deal with each other where if it was not an emergency, only one girl at a time.
The showers weren't much different that they might as well be large and communal like the rest of their female housemates got per every two years with year seven getting a bathroom to themselves, but they figured that it was likely like this since the schools founding, and no one thought to update the 'extras' rooms, as it was probable that the extra rooms were forgotten by the administration.
The 'cubicles' didn't have doors and the partitions only reached just below their shoulders, but the girls had one each, and after the initial embarrassment factor that they would have had in with the other girls anyway, they had gotten used to seeing each other naked. In fact, Senna quite liked getting to see her girlfriend and friends during showers, and had to lower the temperature a little, after all, she was nearly a teenager, and used to be a boy.
However, other than the four showers, there was this large bathtub that fit all four of them with room for several other girls too if they wanted. It was more like one of those do-it-yourself pools the muggles might buy, only sunken so they didn't have to climb any ladders to get in. They had used the bath a few times as it had multiple taps with all sorts of different soaps in like bubble baths, the magical kind; it was fun and super relaxing, especially with the jets going too.
They figured they got all the extras as a payment of sorts for not squeezing in with all the other girls of their year. It was a great fringe benefit, and nice way to just sit back and relax, and take some spelled books, parchment, and quills, to do their homework. Senna, Ginny, and Astoria would have never given waterproofing their stuff a thought if not for Luna's adorably cooky mind.
Senna hung up her towel by a cubicle while Astoria followed her in and hung up hers with a glare pout while they turned on their showers and checked the temperature before climbing out of their panties and tees and getting under the water. The water splashed down their nakedness, washing away sleep and making them feel nice as they grabbed their shower gels, as they were already hung up on shower racks waiting to lather them up and clean them.
Ginny and Luna had soon followed them in, and were quickly washing too as they chatted and prepared for their day. It was a Saturday so they could take as long as they wanted as they didn't have classes. They hadn't yet decided to do anything, and they had finished their homework the day before, since they didn't have much, so the day was theirs.
They must have spent around an hour in the bathroom as they had a lot of hair to wash and dry between them, and while they were in front of the mirrors doing that chatted about school and what they might do during the day, and Chachazero had joined them, getting washed by Senna and Ginny before they all left and got dressed.
Senna had sat down on one of the beds cross-legged wearing a black thigh high dress with long white socks up her thighs and black half boots and white sleeves held up on her arms by black cords, and down to her small hands.
"Since we're all sharing a bed," Senna said with a thoughtful pose, "why can't the other beds disappear and give us some comfy furniture?" she asked as the other girls were sitting around too.
"That would be ideal," Astoria had surprisingly agreed. "I mean, we don't use all the beds, so why not…?" she shrugged sheepishly while blushing brightly, as she wouldn't admit it but she loved sleeping in the bed with her new friends, cuddled up together, as it was so very comfortable.
"Master! Master!" Chachazero chimed out and interrupted as she jumped up onto the bed with her holding what at first glance looked like a dirty piece of parchment. "Look, look, hey-hey Master! Look at this Master!" she said waving the piece of parchment around.
"Huh, what is it?" Senna asked looking it over. "It's just that map you stole from Fred and George?" she asked, taking it from the little doll and looking at the black ink with little people dots moving around it. It was surprising, as when they first got it, the room they were in showed up as being in all four houses at the same time, but only when they were in the room, so all their dots looked like they were in separate locations.
Senna could not have been prouder of her little doll than when she handed over a unique and potentially (in the wrong hands) dangerous Hogwarts artefact. The Marauders Map, one of Senna's most useful magical artefacts; it went well with both of her cloaks nicely. It had even shown them loads of secret passages, and even entrances and exits for the school, and every password as soon as they were changed, even the headmasters.
"No, look, Master!" Chachazero replied as she turned the map over to the back part that showed outside and pointed to a dot. "Sirius Black!" she giggled manically as she tapped a dot at the edge of the map at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
"No way," Senna said in awe while the other girls rushed over to look at the dot. "Maybe I should go and capture him!?"
"Can I cut him, Master!?" Chachazero asked hopefully as she held her hunting knives with a large evil grin across her lips. "He's been a bad man so… I get to cut him, right?"
"Maybe," Senna replied thoughtfully. "But I'm curious… he's Harry Potter's godfather, maybe… it could be… nah… I don't think he's guilty. Dumbledore… and no you can't cut Dumbledore, Chacha. I've already explained why, just stick to pranks and leaving fake evidence. I think I'll go and capture Black, but if he is guilty… if Chachazero accidentality cuts him to death… ah well," she shrugged as she hopped off the bed and dug out her flight cloak.
"Senna, it could be dangerous; he might try to kill you!" Ginny reprimanded worriedly as she watched her girlfriend opening the window.
"And I have Chachazero," Senna retorted, as the little doll was now wearing little black devil like wings on her back and floating next to Senna's face, her knives now gone. They still couldn't figure out where they went or where she got her attachable wings from.
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll cut him good if he tries anything," Chachazero chimed cheerfully smiling as she pet Ginny's head. "We'll be back sooooooon!" she called behind her as she flew out of the window after Senna.
"Your girlfriend is insane," Astoria commented as they watched them flying off.
Ginny could only nod as she watched them fly off over the lake and towards the forest. "Yeah, but we love her anyway," she agreed with a smile while they nodded.
It was a dog that Senna and Chachazero saw in the woods not too far from the edge. It was big, black, looked hungry and was most certainly not a real dog, which was why it yelped as a silver-coloured hunting knife swished out of the air and almost hit its right leg.
The dog looked up in shock to see a little green haired doll with wings holding a huge oversized black sword in its little hands as it floated down. The dog didn't want anything to do with any evil dolls with a giant sword so turned around only to start as a black-haired girl with silver eyes stood in its way. It tried growling but the girl just gave it a dubious look that quelled it.
"Sirius Black!" she said quietly causing the dog to show surprise as she drew her wand from the black belt around her waist before she was almost completely hidden by her flight cloak. "If you don't show yourself, I'll hex your dog…!"
"Umm… Master, he is the dog," Chachazero quickly chimed.
"Oh, right, then change back, Black or I'll hex you!" she corrected sheepishly with a growl. "I have some questions for you," she demanded in annoyance.
The dog watched the girl cautiously before eyeing the evil doll before they watched it morphing back into a skeletal thin man with pale blue eyes and shaggy black hair and beard matted with filth.
"Oh, Chachazero, he stinks, that is nasty, and doesn't that prison have any showers?" Senna demanded; her accent coming on strong as she stepped back and covered her nose.
Sirius Black chuckled bitterly. "No, actually all they've got is cells no bigger than a cardboard box for us stay in, and gruel to eat."
"W-what, but that's mental?" she retorted with wide horrified eyes. "That moron Dumbledore preaches second chances and being better than Death Eaters and then tortures them. I thought the dementors were bad… this is ridiculous! It's inhumane!"
"Can't change the world, kid," Sirius responded to her rant taking a step forward but she was back to alert in moments.
"Come any closer, and I'll let Chachazero cut you up!" Senna said with a glare. "First, you stink, and second, I can totally change the world, and finally, to be honest, I don't think you did betray the Potter's, and I don't think you killed all of those innocent muggles. I think you were set up because the so-called evidence doesn't sit right with me. Some of it seems false, not to mention you weren't given any kind of due process, or opportunity to defend yourself."
"And what does a little girl like you think you can do about it?" he asked laughingly strangely, as the girl reminded him of the way another girl many years ago would berate him and his friends.
"My Master can do ANYTHING!" Chachazero retorted angrily. "So, you should show the proper respect!"
"Why don't you just tell me," Senna said ignoring her doll. "Tell me the truth and maybe I can help you out?"
"It was Pettigrew… the bloody coward had turned traitor," he sneered out angrily, not sure why he was putting his trust in her, but he supposed he had no one else to turn too, and that doll looked seriously dangerous. "Everyone knew I would be secret keeper, so I convinced Lily and James Potter to change to him… to the tag-along… I thought no one would ever think of him, but… I didn't know he had already chosen, Voldemort!"
"Well, that sucks," Senna replied as her mercury-esque eyes scanned over him for some sign of deception. "My name is Senna Rose Nightly," she introduced herself with a dangerous grin as she stepped forward, and tried not to breath too much. "Harry Potter is dead, and so is Sirius Black," she laughed as she reached out and took his hand.
Sirius started as her grip was a lot stronger than a small girl's should have been. He felt warmth spread from her, bubbling beneath his skin, and up his body with a tightness, and strange pain. Light streamed around him, busting from every pour of his body, from every strand of frayed fabric, and even from the air around him.
Black watched in awe as the rags he was wearing turned into a crisp clean black (with white shirt) muggle suit. His skin was clean, and he felt fresh and fit (though still hungry), and his muscles had increased and reformed. His hair had shortened and turned a rusty blondie brown colour with his eyes darkening to become a dark green.
Senna smirked as she held up a mirror to show him what he now looked like. "You're now, Nathan Nightly… my father," she said with a smirk as he snatched the mirror from her looking himself over in awe and shock. "All we need to do now is find Pettigrew or… someone equally deserving and Sirius Black will officially die!"
He looked from the mirror with recognition. "You're…"
She just snorted and rolled her eyes. "Was…" she half agreed smirking. "I have never actually spoken much about 'my' parents, but my 'mother' passed away a few years ago, and we've been travelling for your archaeology work."
"G-got it," he replied as he just looked himself over. "I always wanted to be an archaeologist, ever since I saw that Indiana Jones guy when me and James were at Lily's once… TVs are amazing things. I got one once I left school, and this tape player, and this thing called cable with hundreds of channels… and a couple of years later I get dumped in Azkaban, distraught over… well..."
"Yeah," she replied with a sad smile. "TVs have come along way since then, and tapes have been replaced by these Ultra High-Definition discs, and streaming services where you don't even need discs, and you can watch whatever you want, when you want it."
"Whoa…" Sirius trailed to a whispered sound looking like he wanted to burst just thinking of all the things he might find to watch on TV.
"Anyway," Senna snapped him back to reality. "You can use the family vault. However, my company vaults will even be restricted to you," Senna continued while rolling her eyes. "Just trust me… I have some evil… well evil to the Ministry and Dumbledore, schemes to get on with behind their backs."
"And you created a company for that?" he asked and got a nod as his stomach growled. "Umm… I'm really hungry…" he said sheepishly.
Senna rolled her eyes as she swished her hand and some ID formed out of the wind and stuffed it into his hands. "That is your ID. I already had to insert real papers into the system, muggle and mage for his… I mean your existence. The change is permanent… don't betray me and we'll be fine," she said pulling out some galleons and gave him them. "Go and buy some food, and then head to Gringotts… by the time you get there they'll be expecting you. The apartment should already be ready so they'll show it to you, understand?"
"Just like that…?" he asked, looking confused.
Senna shrugged with a smile. "Yep… by the way, you know Remus Lupin?"
Nathan nee Sirius was startled and his attention perked up. "Yeah… so he had contact with…?"
Senna shook her head. "No… it's just I've seen his picture in a photograph with you and Potter," she answered thoughtfully. "He's here, teaching Defence against the Dark Arts. I think he's here because of you. I think Dumbledore might think you're after him to avenge Harry's death."
"I was," he replied as his eyes shone as if he just remembered something. "But it's not just that… it's him… Pettigrew… I saw him on the front page of a paper with Weasley's… he was a rat, see, a rat animagus, and he's here at Hogwarts posing as someone's pet."
"Scabbers," Senna said with wide eyes. "Ronald Weasley's pet rat… damn, I knew I hated that thing!"
"I'll skin it!" Chachazero said gleefully.
"No… we need it captured," Senna replied smirking. "Then he'll get the dementors kiss and Sirius Black will be dead! So… Father, you be a good boy and I'll sort everything out for you."
"My goddaughter… umm… daughter is evil," he muttered as he watched her cloak float up like a gliding wing and she shot into the air, flying away.
"Wait for me Master!" the little doll shot up after her.
Sirius – well Nathan just frowned as he looked himself over. "Well… at least I've got my health… well health back. I wonder what she's going to do…?" he asked himself in confusion as his stomach growled.
He shrugged as his somewhat daughter was pretty-awesome, heck knows how she did this before shrugging, as he transformed into his animagus form, not realising that he was now a white, grey, and black husky as he quickly hurried towards the village to get some food. He would think more about everything and his part in seeking revenge later as he could now buy a proper meal, and Senna gave him enough to gorge himself silly. Then he realised with his new health that he could find himself a cute babe and have some fun, but he would leave that out of any conversations with his – daughter, as she seemed strict.
Senna returned to her room, which always surprised her that though the map said it was in all four houses the window in and out actually was too, which was freaky time-space magic again. She flew in with Chachazero to find the other girls must have gone to grab breakfast while they waited for her to return. Therefore, she checked out her watch before looking to the Gryffindor door and thinking about whether it would let her in to Gryffindor Tower.
She hadn't tested to see whether she could even open the other doors let alone cross the threshold.
"Go on Master, it lets me in whenever I want," Chachazero said eagerly. "Before people start coming back from breakfast."
Senna shrugged as she grinned. "Yeah, you're right, Chacha!" she agreed as Chachazero landed on her shoulder; her wings having disappeared.
Senna then moved over to the Gryffindor door, and pulled it open to the stairs out to the girl dorms in Gryffindor so she stepped out. She was honestly surprised it let her out and didn't even have some kind of alarms - maybe because she was supposed to be a trustworthy Hufflepuff, or the school knew she was hunting incompetent evil and liked her?
Therefore, Senna made a silent thank you to the school, as they looked both ways, as Senna closed the door behind her and hurriedly snuck down the stairs into the 'surprisingly' red common room. Senna came to a stop as she started as she was spotted by the only person in the common room, or perhaps in the whole house just sitting in a corner reading a book.
Senna was surprised by this as – well, she had thought that only Hermione read or studied that hard in Gryffindor. The girl was small and had a soft half-oriental half-western look with short deep black mused hair that had a thin yellow ribbon to the right side, hanging down a little way passed her shoulders. Her bangs covered her forehead with longer strands curtaining her eyes.
However, Senna was startled to notice a square shaped white eye-patch covering her right eye with elastic tucking behind each ear, one side going over her face, but she was still really-cute, and she looked fitter than most witches. Her other eye was a startling deep blue colour that stared at Senna, unconcerned but with a certain distant shy, cold calmness.
The girls' uniform was on proper, and she looked both neat and wealthy with a small chest area. However, unlike a wealthy pureblood; the girl wore a muggle watch on her left wrist that said she was from the muggle world. She also had a slight aura of leave me alone mixed with mild curiosity, but not enough for her to bother Senna. If Senna hadn't been looking for possible interlopers in her plotting she would have just run straight by without a thought.
"Umm…" Senna said with a sheepish grin as the girls' dark blue left eye looked up at her from the seat, confused. "Umm… hey there… err… whoever you are," she said nervously. "I'm just…"
"I don't care," she interrupted blandly; her expression not changing the least as she returned her gaze back down to her book, which Senna glimpsed at to see that it was the Standard Book of Spells grade three, which suggested, she was in third year.
That surprised Senna as she couldn't for the life of her remember-the girl, which made her feel bad. It looked like the girl probably didn't have any friends. They were in the same year and she didn't even know her name. That wasn't very good; though, thinking of it she could only name three Gryffindor third year girls, and she knew there were at least a few more than that from the Sorting – well, her first one.
The girl interrupted her thoughts as she continued speaking and almost made Senna jump clear out of her skin, "as long as it doesn't concern me, I have no problem… well, as long as that annoying Granger girl doesn't find out I'll be satisfied…" she finished off just ignoring Senna to continue with her book.
"Umm… thanks," Senna replied more baffled than before.
However, after a moment of staring at the girl to see, she wasn't going to look up from her book, let alone talk, Senna shrugged and quickly hurried up the boys' dorms. She found the third-year boys dorm room, and pushed the door open to find it completely empty.
"This is great Master," Chachazero said giggling as she pointed to the far bed just as Senna caught an ugly ginger cat before it grabbed the sleeping rat on the bed. She just glared at the cat before dropping it to the floor and letting it run out of the room.
"It kind of stinks in here," Senna replied as she grabbed the rat. It woke squealing before she smashed its head against one of the beds posts knocking it out. "Darn stupid thing tried biting me," she said swinging it carelessly by its tail.
Chachazero couldn't help but giggle as she watched the helpless animagus. "I saw, but it got punished like it should have been!" she agreed happily. "We should get out of here though, Master. Some of them might be back soon since they don't have classes!"
"Good point, Chacha," Senna replied as she left with Chachazero back downstairs.
The odd girl was still in her corner reading, but now eating some kind of stick thing from a little long box with a lid open with more inside. Her eye flicked up for a moment but she just carried on nibbling the stick as if Senna wasn't there. Senna wondered how one girl could really be that odd. Though, thinking about it, she was not exactly normal, and neither were Ginny and Luna… she was still undecided on Astoria.
"You shouldn't leave that way," the girl surprisingly said as Senna and Chachazero were about to leave through the main exit. "It has a painting guarding it and she'll tell Dumbledore or something," she said nonchalant as Senna and Chachazero looked back to see she hadn't even looked from her book.
However, as Senna continued, she pulled out a silvery cloak and threw it on over her flight cloak causing her and Chachazero to disappear. Though, they didn't think the weird girl was watching, she was, and showed a tiny bit of surprise before going back to her book as the door out of the tower opened and closed without a word.
Senna smirked as she found a painting free area and slid the cloak off before hiding it away. If Dumbledore ever saw it, or at least got a close look he might recognise it. She would rather not have to explain how she ended up with it. Though, she had deniability on her side. He wouldn't be able to prove anything.
Senna quickly snuck through the hall swinging the rat by its tail as she took secret path after secret path, knowing which one's avoided paintings, having studied her map thoroughly, like a good witch. She now had one last thing to do before she headed off to get a snack for breakfast, and if she missed it, Ginny should hopefully grab her something or she could go to the kitchens.
It wasn't long before Senna came out into the Defence against the Dark Arts corridor and just barged into the empty classroom, as she knew it had no paintings since the previous Defence Teacher: the incompetent idiot.
Senna looked around but couldn't see the man she was looking for, for a moment when the old looking teacher stepped out of his office with a smile in greeting. "Miss. Nightly, what do I owe this surprise?" he asked, as he eyed the doll on her shoulder in suspicion, as all the teachers were on edge about that toy, Snape especially, as he blamed it for more pranks than he blamed Fred and George Weasley, and it had only been at the school for a month, and then blamed the thing for trying to stitch up Malfoy for some of the pranks too.
"Why hello, Professor," she said happily swinging the rat around by its tail, which caught his attention as his eyes widened before he was sneering at it. "Oh, you noticed my little friend, Peter… he's been a naughty rat, hasn't he Chachazero?" she asked whimsically.
Chachazero giggled as she hopped down onto a desk with her giant sword in her tiny hands, her little head nodding. "Yep, a very naughty rat, Master," she agreed licking her lips as the rat was waking up with little frantic squeals as Senna stopped spinning it, and it's little black eyes locked to Chachazero's sword in terror. "I think I want to cut it…!" she hissed out giggly.
The rat squealed but one look at Senna and it knew that scratching or biting would be hazardous, as it remembered what happened last time. "Hello, Peter. I'm so happy to see you woke up… oh, how nice it is to see you."
"But…" Lupin said as he moved closer, the rat looked more concerned if that was possible as it realised who else was in the room. "Sirius… he… but it was this thing… he took my friends… and Harry. You took everything from ME!" the teacher roared and lashed out to grab the rat only for Senna to jump up and away, gliding back and landing on a desk without even using her cloak.
"Now, now, Professor. I can't have you ruin my fun and games now, can I?" Senna reprimanded smilingly. "Peter here shall be getting the dementors kiss, unfortunate though that may be, and against my principles… once I hand him to the Ministry; that will be what they shall do… yet… there will be a slight hitch, see, no one shall ever know that it was really Peter. They'll think that, Sirius Black was given his rightful punishment… Peter shall die in his stead. It sounds fair compensation for all of the time served, the torture and starvation… don't you agree, Professor?"
"I… I don't understand," Lupin replied looking at the girl in worry. "Y-you've been in contact with, Sirius…? Do you have pollyjuice potion…? Is that how you found Peter!?" he asked spitting out the terrified rats name. "I… I never even got to know Harry, and I have to put up with working for that stupid old goat!"
"Now, now, Professor," Senna said with a wicked grin as she wiggled a finger on her free hand in joyful reprimand. "Nobody actually said that… the… Child-Who-Lived is really dead now did they… well they probably did, but they forget themselves… or the evidence to support such claims… only that 'Harry Potter' is gone forever," she said accentuation her previous name.
Lupin's eyes widened impossibly, and even the rat understood her meaning, looking at her grin, it shivered. It started messing itself, as Senna threw him painfully to the floor where her wand was in her hand faster than the crunch of bones cracking, and a disgusting fat rat faced man wearing tatty and torn robes appeared whimpering, as Senna put her wand away.
"Hello, little rat!" Senna said, giggling.
He looked to her in a panic shivering with dread, and was about to scurry nearer to beg for his life, but winced as he realised, he had broken his right arm, and even more so as the doll had her sword to his throat with a look that dared him to move.
"You betrayed our friends…" Lupin said quietly, his voice cold, and promoting painful beating to death if Peter ever considered trying anything.
"B-but, Remus my old friend," Peter squeaked out as he could feel the blade was no toy as he felt how sharp it really was. "W-what would you have done…? The Dark Lord…?!" he begged in panic.
"I would have died without question!" he responded as he lifted his foot; he smashed it into Peter's face, smashing him into some tables with blood and a cry of pain, whimpering and sobbing as he held his bloodied face.
Lupin went to continue his assault before he stopped as Senna had jumped down from her place on a desk and got in his way. "I told you, he's going to take Sirius' place," she interrupted as her booted foot trod on one of Peter's hands crushing his bones.
Peter screamed out as his hand was broken but a white light passed through him, his voice became choked, and wheezed; gone but for muffled sounds and he looked as Sirius had, broken and filthy, almost skeletal, and even had the bad smell.
Senna smiled down, as Peter looked beyond any kind of fear she could imagine as she rose her foot and it smashed into Peter's face breaking his jaw in a huge crunch. The force blast Peter through several desks where he landed, crashing into the wall under the windows cracking the bricks in a spider web, as he lost consciousness and slumped down in a puddle of blood and broken bones.
"That's how you kick someone in the face," Chachazero said proudly, her sword gone as Senna picked her up and placed her on her shoulder.
Lupin could only stare in awe. "Y-you're… some kind of… shapeshifter, like a metamorphmagus, but much more?" he stuttered out in awe, "b-but… they're… that's… this is wow…?!"
She turned to him with a wicked grin. "Don't be so silly, Professor… I'm just me… you of course stopped this evil criminal… I was just the innocent little girl who was mercilessly chased by this fiend, but you saved me, Professor… you're my hero!" she said the last very sarcastically.
Lupin grimaced and rubbed his eyes as he looked to the girl. "Wow… I'm not sure your… umm… I mean Lily or James would approve of the whole merciless thing."
"Things change Professor," she remarked with a shrug. "Push someone far enough and even a saint can snap… after all, enough is enough!"
"Yeah," he agreed looking at their captured victim. "But why not just prove Sirius's innocence?"
"Because even if the Ministry would care, Dumbledore would keep too close of tabs on a man who has reason to betray him, to kill him even," she replied while shrugging, as she looked him over. "I can remove your curse you know…" she said, shocking him further. She shrugged. "It's quite obvious… you fight it so hard it's aged you a decade, plus it just takes one touch to copy someone, and I get a sense of who they are, who they were, and maybe a tinge of who they could become."
Lupin looked away, staring out of the window. "An amazing power, but even if I accepted… people would notice…"
"Stay until Christmas… quit… you have nothing here to keep you," Senna replied thoughtfully while he looked to her in shock. "I can always give you a new identity like I gave Sirius," she said as she thought of something amusing. "With my power and wealth, I can easily get you a new persona… you could even retake this job after Christmas… after all, he'll need a new teacher."
"But Dumbledore and Snape know me too well, they might get suspicious…"
Senna just laughed while rolling her eyes. "But why would they connect you to the woman you'll become, Aunty Elena," she and Chachazero laughed while his cheeks flamed bright red. "Don't be such a fool… revenge is fraught with sacrifice, and you can still want to hump the ladies, and you'll no-longer be Lykan! Being a girl isn't too much different from being a boy, we have just as many weird things going on with us too, just in different ways."
Lupin shivered as he looked at her grin, and couldn't find his voice. "Oh… you'll be so much cooler as a lady," mocked Chachazero while she giggled with a sinister grin that made him gulp. He didn't want to know what he had gotten himself into, but there was a small part of him that was of course curious about what it would be like to be a real woman like that, as this seemed to be the only magic on the planet that could really do that. Though, the thought of what Sirius would say was humiliating, but to be free of his curse, and get to teach at the school permanently without having the job stolen by someone leaking his werewolf issue; he didn't think he could pass this by.
Elsewhere in the castle a large bulky Slytherin boy crashed into a wall as a girl with her long purple hair down her back like a tail to her feet with a silver metal clip near the bottom, kneed him in the face, crashing into the wall. She wore a short black skirt with her school shirt cut small so it just covered her large chest, showing off her beautifully toned tummy with a green Slytherin tie.
She looked around as several boys were all whimpering on the floor, crying. She looked up with narrowed light blue eyes at the remaining year seven boy. He took a step back, close to messing his pants.
"C-come on – we-we just wanted to feel her up a little, play with those jugs!" he stuttered out through his filthy teeth while his eyes scanned the ground around him as his friends were all down and bleeding, and one boy looked like she had knocked all his teeth out and was spewing blood from his mouth and nose. The fact was they didn't have the balls to try this crap with any of the other girls, as they neither had her friends, ridiculously sexy body, nor her airheaded naivety.
She narrowed her eyes dangerously. "I told you filthy morons to get lost; you chose to try touching her, so you get what you deserve!" she retorted coolly.
"Why should we listen to a filthy mud-blood like you!?" he demanded suddenly, drawing his wand, and forgetting she had already beaten up all his friends. "Filth like you shouldn't be in our house anyway!"
He hadn't the chance to fire a spell, as she moved swiftly through the narrow corridor, over his defeated 'comrades', and her knee shattered the wind from his lungs while he wheezed out, and a second latter joined his friends on the floor, but he passed out several metres back when he landed.
She turned around and smirked, "are you okay, Hakufu?" the fifteen-year-old Slytherin girl asked looking down at the fifth year Hufflepuff girl with the huge chest. She had long loose light brown hair down to the small of her back, wearing her Hufflepuff uniform without robes and wearing her yellow sweater with her large breast pushing against it from within, and her firm plump arse barely covered, as her skirt was a bit too short, and she had fallen to her butt with her feet planted, giving the Slytherin girl a look at her white panties that were tight on her, and contoured around her lady area, leaving little to the imagination, and knew that during the holiday she would have to take her friend shopping for some more appropriate sizes.
"Yes, thank you, Kan'u-chan!" she readily agreed as she was helped up onto her black shoes. "I don't know what those mean boys wanted, but it didn't seem nice!" she commented with a blank look of befuddlement in her stunning green eyes.
Kan'u rubbed her forehead in frustration. "You're clueless!" she said grabbing her left wrist with her right hand, and leading her away. "Let's just get out of here before someone terns up and we get into trouble for beating all of those boys up; they seem to get even more annoyed when you don't even use magic to best those pureblood idiots! Next time Hakufu, that some ugly bruit tries touching you kick the crap out of them, got it?"
"Got it...!" Hakufu readily agreed with a giant grin on her lips.
"But not too much you kill them, okay?" Hakufu just nodded rather sweetly, like an oblivious six-year-old in the body of a smoking hot fifteen-year-old.
Kan'u groaned as she looked at her friend and rubbed her brow with her free hand. "Well hopefully news will travel, and the boys around this school will understand that you are off limits!" she said sounding hopeful, but she had come to realise that the school housed many arrogant idiots who had no self-preservation instincts.
"Right!" her friend agreed while she sighed again, but couldn't help but grin as her friend was kind of funny in that dense and cute way she was, and knew that without help Hakufu would be struggling more than she was at school and with the local perverts. Luckily the latter was few and far between.
"So, what are we going to do today, Kan'u-chan!?" Hakufu asked brightly.
"Hakufu, there is no need for suffixes here," Kan'u said with a sigh. "We're speaking English, and we've lived in the UK for eight years, how long will it take you to get used to... but, you're not listening are you?"
"Look, Kan'u-chan!" she said, dragging her off with near monstrous strength, taking her wrist instead, to watch the music club perform in the Entrance Hall, trying to make some money for some charity or something for that Potter Foundation thing.
Sometime later that year, Christmas had come and gone, and Senna and her friends had spent that time at the school, enjoying themselves, and causing a little mischief. Astoria especially enjoyed it as all the trouble making Slytherins who 'cared' who she was friends with went home for the holiday; her sister included. Thankfully, her mum convinced her dad to let her stay over the holiday, so she didn't have to worry about the bullies coming to her house to torment her, or try turning her into a pathetic minion.
However, like with most good things; they must end eventually. Though, on a fun note they still had three quidditch matches to watch, which seemed to brighten Ginny and Senna's eyes thinking about it.
"Get off of me Daphne!" Astoria growled as she wrenched her arm back from her sister. It had been months since Sirius Black had been executed by dementors, and Professor Lupin had apparently been allowed to watch, as he had been a close friend of the Potter's back at school.
Astoria's sister and her 'friends' had accosted her. If they could be called 'friends' (even with air quotes). Astoria was sure her sister didn't actually-like them, as her sister was out of most of their leagues, well, Tracey Davis was tops too. Her sister was like a slightly taller version of her. Tracey had short cut brown hair and darker skin with a few skull hair clips in it going for a Goth look that she was secretly stealing from the muggle world.
There was another black girl too who was rather pretty. Blaise Zabini. She was a strange one, and from a higher up family that originated in Nigeria. However, her great-great grandparents were supposedly taken to America when they were children, everything they had taken, and it was only with Blaise's grandparents that they reclaimed their heritage, but her mother and father moved to the UK when she was about three. Blaise had a slight Texan twang to her accent, but she sounded mostly English. She was slim, and her skin was midnight black, and she had rather thick black hair, but it was smooth and hung to her round bottom, plaited in fives, and curtaining her pretty face to hang neatly below her chin, and whereas Tracey had a tiny chest, Blaze was more blessed than all of them, though, hid that well enough in her robe.
Blaise could easily be pulling the same ridiculousness as Malfoy and Parkinson, but she didn't, but she just watched with impassive, cold black eyes. Though, on a slight upside, Tracey had tried a few hopeful: 'she's not worth it, lets go hang out somewhere else'
They were being led by those losers Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson. They had trapped her while she was coming from charms, and passed transfiguration, and she didn't have charms with Ginny, Luna, or Senna to help her out of 'trouble'.
Draco and Pansy were with a whole load of older Slytherins too, and Astoria could just make out the worry on her sisters' face, as she tried conveying her plead in her cool eyes; to 'protect' her. Astoria was alone, but she didn't feel like giving up all she had gained with her new friends, but they were trying to force her to conform to her supposed role as Pansy Parkinson's sisters' minion, as if she would ever follow that ugly thing around.
"Astoria; you're not only making our family look bad, but Slytherin house too!" Daphne hissed out angrily. She was always a good actor, but it was only their idiot dad who would have been disappointed that Astoria chose to break ties with idiot racists, as she had grown to love her friends deeply. "And don't think we haven't noticed you hanging out with that filthy Hufflepuff and… that dirt poor Weasley girl, and Loony Lovegood too… it's disgusting… it's dishonouring our ancestors."
Astoria stepped back, but managed a sneer, "I don't care what you think; I'm not going to be a pathetic, minion like you! Especially when I look like this, and she looks like… that," she gestured to the younger toad-faced Parkinson.
"How dare, you!" one of the large and older boys spat out. "She comes from a powerful, wealthy and old pureblood family," he went and stepped forward but paused as the classroom door opened and a Gryffindor girl with short black hair wearing an odd white eye-patch over her right eye stepped out looking bored, her book bag over her left shoulder.
She paused as her one eye scanned the scene before she glanced back into the class but the door was slammed shut behind her by one of the boys, looking smug at cutting off her escape route. However, she unnerved a few of them as she didn't even bat her eyelid as she returned her attention to them instead of attempting to look for another way out.
"We'll deal with the filthy mud-blood Gryffindor next," the boy continued as he looked from her and back to Astoria as she seemed to be looking for an escape route, but unable to find one, and her sister was too afraid to help her. "No way out," he laughed as he clenched his fists and stepped closer, he pulled his fist back. "It looks like I'll have to beat some respect…"
Astoria had closed her eyes, but they flicked open as she heard a huge crash and the boy was no longer in her sight, and the other Slytherins had their mouths nearly on the floor with shock. The large ugly boy had the Gryffindor girls' left hand crushing his face so hard it must have cracked his skull.
His expression was blank with shock, his eyes looking dead as he was held up against the wall, the Gryffindors right knee crushed into his stomach, his mouth open as air had left his lungs. She then stepped back and let him drop, crumpling unconscious to the floor with complete nonchalance in her expression, except that one dark blue eye.
That eye showed danger, and not in the same way, Chachazero or Senna could show danger. This girls' look was no nonsense straight to the point whereas both Senna and Chachazero had that, I'll torment you while kicking your butt look, and then make fun of you. Both looks were dangerous, and shouldn't be messed with, especially after witnessing what they could do first hand.
"Let's go," the girl spoke, as her eye turned to Astoria, and her voice was soft and devoid of any real emotion. "These people are not worth any more of my time," she finished as she turned away and began walking away as if she hadn't done anything extraordinary. Though, what she had done was incredible, and terrified the rest of the Slytherins so much that they just let her walk away without so much as a word.
Astoria was startled as she looked down to the crumpled and bleeding heap on the floor before the dumbfounded and shocked Slytherins, and then she hurriedly caught up with the Gryffindor girl, hardly able to believe that someone like her was for real. She didn't even look at the other girl for a moment as they walked in silence.
"T-thanks…" Astoria said once she was sure the other Slytherins couldn't hear her. "I… I thought I was going to get a pounding…"
"If anything, they should thank me," she retorted with a small smirking grin, shocking her. However, the Gryffindor didn't elaborate as they continued in silence towards the Great Hall. However, Astoria knew she didn't need to give a reason; she knew why. This girl obviously knew a dangerous person when she saw one, after all, it took a warrior to see a warrior for who and what they really were, and Astoria had to wonder what Chachazero or worse, Senna would do to them if they hurt her, and it made her shiver in reverence to their combined might, and the not even slightly evil (but still cute) ways of her friends.
"Rikka Takanashi…!" They were both caught off guard by the voice calling across the Entrance Hall. It was Hermione Granger, and she was glaring at Astoria in loathing, but what was new, only – well, Rikka, if that was her name, wasn't as of late. "What are you doing walking around with her? It's bad enough that Ginny hangs around with her and Nightly, but you too!"
"We were both heading in the same direction," she answered with a chilled expression that Hermione didn't seem to notice. Astoria knew that Granger would stay clear of this girl if she knew what she was capable of, and that was without magic, and would realise that her look that half-heartedly threatened pain might not be half-hearted, or an empty threat one day.
"Hey, there, Tori...!" They were interrupted again, by Senna as she was with Ginny and Luna with Chachazero sitting on Luna's shoulder smiling in happiness, and didn't have an evil glint in her eyes as she looked at Hermione, which reminded Astoria of certain, not evil pranks pulled on the busybody Gryffindor bookworm. "We collected Luna… and we don't have too long until the summer holidays, and all that happened was that silly thing with Sirius Black, and the way Ginny went on about weird and horrible things happening once a year we should be glad, and have lots of fun until we go home."
Astoria grimaced at the mention of home. She wouldn't have any super-powered witches to protect her there, not even her parents, no matter how much they (her mother) might want to protect her.
"Oh, hey, it's Rikka!" Senna finished off, as she was not worried about anything right then. She had plenty of schemes in the works anyway for dealing with helping her best girlfriends.
Rikka looked to her in mild surprise as she gave a short nod and a small smile. "I'm surprised you know my name."
Senna shrugged while grinning. "Hey, what can I say…? I think I like you. I haven't decided yet," she said shrugging as Rikka walked away with a small wave of her left hand, but without another word, and headed into the Great Hall. "Well, that's a shame; I was going to ask her to join us for dinner…" she commented, pouting.
"Well, she's a Gryffindor; she has some self-respect unlike, Weasley!" Hermione interrupted glaring at Ginny as she stormed off into the dining hall with her nose stiffly in the air.
"I really don't get her," Ginny commented with a sigh. "I mean, seriously… without… well, Harry she doesn't hang around with Ron anymore, and she doesn't like us anymore because we think dementors are demonic monsters that need exterminating, and because of crap she's read, probably crap Dumbledore wrote, thinks we're all going dark. She needs to slow down the reading and open her eyes to the real world or she'll never have any friends."
"Well, anyway, why were you with Rikka?" Senna asked as she turned to Astoria, as thinking of Hermione's crazy foolery hurt a little because she knew Hermione was in pain and couldn't do anything to help her, yet.
Astoria looked nervous and ashamed before she spoke. "I got confronted by my sister and a whole gang of Slytherins. They want me to be Parkinson's minion just because of wealth and status. Rikka interrupted as she left the transfiguration classroom and beat this huge sixth year boy in one move without magic, and we just walked away."
"Wow, I really do like her," Senna said with a huge grin. "Let's go, girls," she said leading them into the Great Hall and straight down the centre of Gryffindor where Rikka sat at the very end by herself with room to spare.
Senna led her girls to the end and they sat down around her with Senna taking the seat right next to her with Ginny next to her, and Astoria and Luna opposite. Rikka again didn't look up as she slowly and methodically ate her food while they dished out theirs.
They didn't talk to Rikka, but didn't act like she wasn't there either. They didn't want to push, but they didn't want to be rude either. She obviously had her own problems, which could account for how quiet and reserved she was. Therefore, they left her to eat, but while talking they left their conversations open to her input.
"Do you realise that you're just angering people more by sitting here?"
It was quite surprising that Rikka actually-spoke after about ten minutes as she gestured to the Slytherins before the Gryffindors… well… Ronald's newly acquired gang of boys. How he convinced them to follow him was beyond anyone's comprehension. The other girls looked around to notice that Ronald and gang were glaring over at them, and Astoria commented that the other Slytherins that attacked her had turned up, minus one and were at their table glaring in their direction too.
"Wow, we have some arch-enemies," Senna said in amusement high fiving Chachazero. "This is awesome… it makes things more interesting… right-?"
"Not really," Rikka shrugged thoughtfully. "They're not actually strong, talented, or smart arch-enemies, so how is that interesting!?"
Senna's shoulders sagged sadly. "Good point," she answered with a shrug. "Ah well… we just kick their butts and they'll leave us alone."
"They won't leave us alone," Astoria spoke up looking annoyed. "I have it worse… at least none of you will get attacked and then forced into being a minion over the holiday just because that bitch is rich. I've pushed my dislike too far for them to continue leaving me alone."
"Just buy out Nimbus and you'll own the Parkinson's," Rikka suddenly said shrugging in nonchalance, which shocked them all.
"The Parkinson's own Nimbus outright, though," Astoria said with a sigh. "If my family was rich enough to buy them out, Parkinson would be grovelling at my feet and my sister wouldn't be such a bitch. She hates both Parkinson sisters as much as I do, but… ugh… it's a pureblood thing to her and them, and she was raised to be the proper little heir no matter that she hates it too."
"Actually, to buy out Nimbus would be relatively simple, and I could get it for chumps change," Senna said with a grin of pure demonic evilness. She giggled as she stood up and grabbed Chachazero while Chachazero grabbed her pie still eating it, and shot out of the hall like there was no tomorrow, and moving at speeds that seemed unreal.
It looked like even Rikka didn't have a clue what Senna meant. "B-but Nimbus is one of UK Britain's most wealthy companies," Astoria said looking baffled. "They make the Nimbus series, as well as Cleansweeps, Comets, and others. How could she get hold of the company? Even if she could afford it, the Parkinson's would never sell out."
"Have faith, Astoria," Ginny said smirking. "If she reckons, she can, she can. You should know something though," she said leaning over while even Rikka leaned closer to hear. "Senna is a bitch who likes to take from the undeserving, and now she has a mission… she will crush the Parkinson's, and by the time she's finished with them they'll be begging their minions for handouts…"
to be continued…