Cleaning House:

It was now September the 1st. Harry and Hermione were quite aware that Neville, Luna and Ronald were already on the Hogwarts Express. Both of them were rather proud of the bunch. They had learnt much, in the one month they had spent at Peverell Manor. Harry had noted in particular that Ronald had become far less impulsive. Even Fred and George seemed eager to be productive. Harry and Hermione were merely waiting for those fantastic business ideas to bring in the galleons. Perhaps the most touching request was when Ronald had asked Harry to carry him into the Music store, to buy an Acoustic Guitar. Now his motivations had become clear. Harry suspected that Ronald was already invested in becoming a full-blown metalhead, but he decided to reserve judgment.

Neville texted Harry the following after he had boarded the train:

"Things are quiet. We have a privacy ward going and I am teaching Ron Wingardium Leviosa. He is a little unstable, but he is getting there."

"Good. Any trouble?"

"No. Everyone is talking about you, however. People still have copies of the old paper. Some of the Slytherins were laughing. Think they know about the attack?"

"Possibly. It matters not. Plenty will have no fathers by the end of the day."

"Ouch. You are very scary, sometimes. I will keep you informed. Luna is taking him through Verdimillious variants. I am going to deploy the GPS tracker in the washroom."

"Excellent."

After Daphne Greengrass had been dropped off at King's Cross Station, Ophelia Greengrass had decided to go shopping at Slug and Jigger's apothecary. She usually brewed small potions for herself and her husband at home, and she had become familiar with some of Lilly Potter's unique adaptations. She also brought a spray bottle full of the new 'Medi-Spray', something that had become common in Wizarding England recently. She often wondered if that girl she had seen that afternoon was indeed the Rune-Priestess. The robes had been almost similar, and the girl seemed to be about the same height. Even the stride of the girl on the day of the showdown and the walk at Madam Malkin had been similar.

Yes, it had to be her.

As the old attendant watched on at the singular customer and her daughter in his store, he decided to speak plainly.

"Lady Greengrass, forgive me for being bold but….as an old man who has seen much….I am sorry for your loss."

Ophelia Greengrass was surprised that the attendant could make such a claim. She decided that she needed clarification.

"Sorry good sir, I am not sure of which loss you speak of?"

"You are very sure. I think you forget we old people see much and we know many names. There was a time when Lady Greengrass was merely Ms Pinegrew. Ms Pinegrew now would wait every August to do her potions shopping with Ms Evans, many moons ago."

Ophelia raised her eyebrows, honestly impressed that he could remember such a thing.

"And Ms Pinegrew began to buy the same ingredients that Ms Evans preferred to use. Ms Evans had developed her methods and had even asked if I could provide any insight. I was only too happy to share some of our family methods. She in turn taught me a new set of tricks which I still use. She was brilliant and far better than Severus Snape."

"I must admit, I have been caught. I do commend you on your memory. I miss my friend very much. The death of her son has me… I don't know what to say. I cried many years the past couple of days."

"I understand. I miss her too. Your secret is safe with me. Sometimes as a Slytherin myself, I admired you. Brave enough to make friends with a lion and keep the relationship secret? You might be a snake, but Lilly rubbed off enough on you. You might have a small lion mane now."

"I think we come to learn from the other houses in time. She did learn to plot from me, and that was how the Dark Lord was finished. Her effort was deliberate. She saved all of us."

Astoria who had accompanied her mother found the conversation disgusting. Slytherins did not need friendship. They needed power. And power was something Draco had. After all, he had told Astoria the news almost a month early. Draco was right!

Little did she know that her perspective would change rather quickly in the next twenty minutes.

Molly Weasley had decided to get some miscellaneous hair potions and other small beauty products as she hoped to look her best on the fifth. After the purchases were done, Molly slowly walked out of the store and attempted to apparate. Strangely enough, she could not. She found this strange. Suddenly the whispers began to increase, as others began to confirm that the same problem was now common.

"Is anyone else getting problems apparating?" a random man asked in the crowd.

"I am getting problems. Why do all of us have….."

"BOOM!" a window store exploded. Suddenly many stores were on fire as black-cloaked figures with elaborate white masks began to apparate in.

"DEATH EATERS! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"

Suddenly there was screaming and pandemonium, as Molly grabbed Ginny's hand and ran into an alleyway.

Ophelia Greengrass immediately understood that the Death Eaters were out to celebrate. She quickly ducked into a lesser known alley as she tried to obtain a safe spot to call her house elf. As she reached the end of the alleyway, she yelled….

"Hoppity!"

"Hoppity!"

"Hoppity!"

Ophelia realised that not only an anti-apparition ward had been summoned, but apparently, an anti-elf apparition ward had been erected. She had heard rumours that such an enchantment was used in the last Wizarding war, but that had only been a rumour. Of course, now the rumour was confirmed because she was smack in the middle of the same ward. Ophelia looked at her daughter and explained:

"The enchantment is blocking my apparition and Hoppity. The only way we survive these animals is by hiding. This is a good lesson for you. You will get to see what Death Eaters are like."

Immediately the revelation arrived for the little girl.

"Crucio!" a boisterous and cruel male voice yelled at the beginning of the alley. A blood-curdling scream was heard from the teenage girl, as she forcefully used up every last bit of air trapped in her lungs.

"Put her in a body bind! Gentlemen, we have a new toy!... Petrificus Totalus!"

Astoria had begun to cry. Ophelia held her face and explained gently…

"Astoria, you have to stay quiet. Mummy will create a disillusionment spell and they will not find us. Just stay silent and we will get out later. Aurors will come, okay? Do this for me and we will go home, and you can have cheeseburgers."

Astoria nodded as she stood still and Ophelia Greengrass conjured the spell. Not too long after, approximately eight men walked into the area, with a girl now being dragged by her feet.

"Well gentlemen, this young girl looks like she is fresh out of Hogwarts. Looks Muggleborn with the tight clothes. Hmmm….nice ass, big tits, why don't they make the purebloods like this hmm?"

The whole group of men laughed.

"Alright. You two hold each leg. You two hold each arm. You hold the mouth open. When I cancel the Body Bind, we gonna set her up real good to rail that cunt…then we freeze her again and we can have a good time. I hope she likes multiple cocks in different holes!"

"She might think it is rape, but surely this is a gift we bestow on her low status? I think some Lordly cock would be good for her?" a masked man replied.

Ophelia knew that voice. It was Lord Goyle.

"Too bad Lucius ain't here. This one looks like Eleanor Bones. Red hair, big tits, fat ass. Think the daughter might be the same way? Maybe Draco can step in? They could bag the mother and the daughter. Double trouble!"

Ophelia was torn. They were going to rape the girl? And Lucius had raped Elanor Bones! Could these animals go any lower? What could she do? If she cancelled the spell, they could become their new toys. But to watch this? Was this right? She covered her child's eyes and looked at the floor, hoping not to see anything.

That was when a cold sounding robotic voice entered the fray, as a fully armoured young man entered from the other direction.

"Die Scum."

Suddenly the entire group of men were firing curses, but before any curse had landed on the young man, the man had apparated quickly into five different spots in less than two seconds, as he merely swung some red looking object around. Ophelia had never seen anybody apparate that fast and that fluidly. How could he apparate inside an anti-apparition ward?

When he was finished, he suddenly took his leg item out and cast off three thunderous sounds into the remaining men as their entire faces suddenly disappeared into nothing. Only after the young man had put away his weapons did the bodies fall apart, as the men suddenly disassembled into random burnt chunks of meat that fell on the floor. She realised that he had used a very powerful sword, as it seemed that no effort was required to cut bodies. As the burnt charred bodies fell apart and the blood began to trickle, the young man merely undid the full body bind curse on the young lady and gently extended his hand as he picked the woman up off the floor.

It was the Storm-Lord, and he was definitely in full battle armour?

Ophelia would have never believed that someone could be so fast with a sword. The whole battle had lasted….four seconds? How was that even possible? She decided that it was safe to cancel the disillusionment spell. The young lady who could have possibly been a rape victim suddenly hugged the Strom-Lord and began to cry loudly.

Harry gently pat her back as he said:

"Not to worry my dear, it is all good. You are all safe. There was a total of thirty individuals who took part in today's activities and they are all dead in under twenty minutes. They were the last."

Ophelia realised that these individuals were merciless.

Harry then gently pushed the woman away rather gently as he walked towards Ophelia. As soon as he looked at the face, he knew exactly who he was looking at - he was looking at the secret friend of his mother.

"Good afternoon, Lady Greengrass. I do need to have word with you. Particularly as to the recent headlines. I promise you I mean no harm. Although there is nothing you could do to harm me."

"Why do you think that is the case?" Ophelia asked, distinctly aware that he was quite right.

"The worse you can do is the killing curse. Sadly, these three craters on the armor here, represent three attempts at it. The casters are dead, but I am here."

Ophelia looked at the armour system carefully and realised that she was looking at complex magic. Yet some parts of the armour seemed muggle? And his armour could stop the killing curse? How was that even possible? The boy looked deadly and seemed to be a one-man army. Suddenly the boy barked and she could hear the magic as it lingered in his voice.

"You over there, turn and face the wall. See nothing. Hear nothing."

The former victim complied immediately.

"You over there little girl, turn and face the wall. See nothing. Hear nothing."

Astoria obeyed immediately without complaint.

At this point, Ophelia sent a stunner at the boy. As soon as the stunner came close to the armour, a small Protego was summoned and the spell was blocked. She then cast at least five personal Greengrass curses, and they all fizzled out harmlessly as a small shield was summoned in exactly the right place. She stopped as she realised that his armour was magically impenetrable?

"What have you done to my daughter!" Ophelia demanded, half scared and half angry.

"Merely put her in a state where she will not hear our discussion. You must think all magic requires a wand. Very cute. In any case, Draco on the train was proud to tell his friends that Astoria Greengrass adores him, and that she would do anything for him. Why would I allow her to hear our discussion when I plan to kill the whole lot of them?"

"How do you know such things?"

"That is a hilarious question from a Slytherin. Oh look, the rest of my squad is coming. Anyway...I have a clue for you, only for your ears."

Suddenly a noise could be heard as three other people were….flying? The three individuals suddenly lowered themselves to the ground and walked towards the armoured young man. Ophelia noticed that the armour had new crests that she had never seen before. One of the crests looked like a set of funny squares with….the seven arithmantic points of magic? And the other three sets of armour, which included the boy seemed to be a funny set of circles? The other girl, she knew that walk. This was the Rune-Priestess. She seemed covered in blood. Strangely enough, she was not bothered. The other man was positively huge. She had never seen a man with arms and legs that big. He looked even bigger than Fenrir Greyback? There was also a dangerous looking object in his hand?

The last man seemed to be much smaller. However, he was holding a dangerous looking wand that seemed to glint in the sunlight. However, was the end of his wand a knife? The wand looked like it was made from iron? And it was filled with bloodstains?

Who were these people?

The young man now spoke in his natural voice, and very softly, only for Ophelia to hear as he leaned into her ears. And the voice, it sounded so familiar. Even comforting.

"You must think I use primitive implements like dragon skin armour? A dragon would not want to fuck with me. I will give you a single clue. The killing curse doesn't work on me now and it never worked on me before, either. I know exactly who you are Ms Pinegrew. We will see if you will prove trustworthy, we will see."

Ophelia realised that at that moment, it was Harry Potter in the bank that day. As she prepared to ask if this was the case, his commanding voice barked:

"As you were, both of you, 10 seconds. Grace!"

Suddenly a blue but stunning bird that very much reminded her of Dumbledore's phoenix zapped into existence. A small lightning bolt had been conjured as the entire group held hands. Before she could form the words to say anything more….

ZAP.

The entire group disappeared, despite the Anti-Apparition wards. One second later, Astoria and the other unknown girl came out of a daze as they found themselves looking at a wall. They had not heard or seen anything.

Ophelia realised that she had been given a challenge. The Storm Lord was Harry Potter. Her challenge was to keep the secret and attempt to locate him with her wits. Ophelia realised that many momentous things were at play here. The death that had been reported in the newspaper was false, and Harry was deliberately amassing power?

How was this even possible?

Harry so far had killed Death Eaters, outright with no mercy. Perhaps he wanted revenge? Or something else? As Ophelia walked out into the main street, that was when the real carnage was visible. Many of the black-robed men were missing limbs. Some bodies had large holes, that suggested that his spell artefacts had killed them like rats. Guts and organs were scattered openly and many others had been reduced to piles of organs. The entire street was stained red. As Ophelia walked around and she looked at the faces, she realised that many children in Slytherin would become fatherless by the end of today.

Lord Goyle and Lord Crabbe were dead. It looked like Warrington had been beheaded? That torso looked like Lord Flint?

Suddenly Ministry Curse breakers were now flying in via broom. They had arrived to undo the enchantments. Even the Goblins were out of the bank as they inspected the utter carnage. A large cracking noise was heard, as it seemed the ward had been taken down.

"Well Astoria, I take it you heard the entire conversation. Now you know. You had a chance to see everything for yourself, and you heard from their mouths, not mine. Do you understand what they are all about? Perhaps you still want Lucius Malfoy as your father in law?"

Astoria was still crying, but she nodded an emphatic no.

"Good. Things are changing now. Did you see how the Storm-Lord fights? That is the flip side to Gryffindor. You cannot politically scheme when your head has been removed. Observe and observe this well. That is why Godric Gryffindor carried a sword. Looks like the ward has been removed. Hoppity?"

POP.

"Carry us home please, we had enough today."

"Yes, Mistress."

Molly Weasley had put up a tremendous fight, as she took on two Death Eaters simultaneously. However, when a third Death eater joined the engagement, she knew she was no match for all of them. She grabbed Ginny and ran into Madam Malkin's store. As she entered, she saw Madam Malkin was going toe to toe with a rather large death eater. Molly pointed her wand in a quick flick.

"Stupefy!"

She dropped the man immediately, as she considered how to deal with the men who were pursuing her.

"Hide! Three of them are coming. Then we can both attack! We can ambush them!" Molly spoke feverishly, as she was in a near panic.

"Yes, come Molly. Ginny changing room. You and I, over here. When they get in close enough we stun them."

Molly held her wand in her hand as she stood deathly still behind the cabinet. Madam Malkin was now facing her, behind a cupboard with her wand ready, as they waited for the men to approach. They had already opened the door, and they were looking around. The conversation that followed was illuminating.

"I know that damned red hair, it is the Weasley cow. She and her daughter ran into here!"

"Check the back! Keep the daughter alive. We will use her mouth and cunt at the manor, to teach Arthur Weasley, that muggle loving idiot a good lesson! Time to deal with the blood traitors too!"

Suddenly there was shuffling as another two Death Eaters joined the group.

"Oi, isn't this Madam Malkin's store? Ain't she a Pureblood?"

The voices became louder as they approached the ambush point.

"She is, but she sells filthy Muggle clothes. Normally in her private stores. She would sully herself with those things. I say we burn the store down and…."

PEW-PEW-PEW-PEW.

Two bodies fell, with tennis sized holes in their head. The dead vacant faces were now agape as brains and blood trickled on the floor. Molly and Madam Makin were now staring at two dead men and their shattered Death Eater masks were broken, burnt and smoking. Molly and Madam Malkin now had blood under their soles, as the corpses looked on blankly, at both of them.

Somebody else had attacked the Death Eaters? What was going on?

Hermione had entered the store under her cloak, and had managed to shoot the two men who were in her immediate line of sight. However, the other Death Eaters used a unique family spell for detecting individuals. He was looking for Molly and Ginny in another part of the store, and the spell alerted him to Hermione's presence. He made a wild dash and Hermione had not noticed as the man had suddenly appeared from behind a cloth rack. The Death Eater assumed that the new assailant was using an invisibility cloak and he made some wild grabbing movements to rip it away.

Somehow, he managed to pass his finger on her finger switch totally by accident, and he pinned her with a lucky grab from behind. Now Hermione was fully visible. The initial Death Eater who had been stunned by Molly was now getting up. It was now three versus one.

"Moony I need some help!" she yelled on the internal comms. She then put all the acceleration into the thruster pack as she jet-jumped and slammed the man into the roof. Just when she considered herself out of trouble, she found herself being flung into the backroom with the same two Death Eaters. Evidently, Remus had missed the initial scuffle and had chosen to let off a mighty Bombarda from the cannon, which had pitched everyone in the same direction. Two other Death Eaters had now entered the store from a broken window, as they believed that they could help put down the wizards or witches who were offering resistance. And the third Death Eater that Molly had disabled, had recovered and was now lucid.

Hermione was now in the backroom with two Death Eaters, and the new combatants were looking around for where the spells had come from.

"They are disillusioned! Look for….."

That was when a wet squelching noise was heard followed by a loud "Putredo Cerebri!". Sirius had arrived, and he did not hesitate to stab anyone in his way, before using any of the darker Black curses. Suddenly the man collapsed as the wand penetrated his jugular and his brain decayed into nothing. Another two shots were fired off by Remus via his pistol, which left only two remaining offenders.

"Padfoot, Hermione and two Death Eaters are in the back, quickly! Take the cloak off!" Remus explained over the comms. Both of them decloaked as they wanted Hermione to see them, should the situation require improvisation.

Hermione shook herself from the disorientation as her father looked on through her shoulder cam. Her helmet and her pistol were now facing a small redheaded girl who was crying. Suddenly the Death Eater's hand was on her neck as he tried to choke her. Hermione merely raised her right gauntlet and flicked a small copper pad on her left middle finger. A four hundred millimetre FiendFyre energy blade appeared out of her fist as she removed the man's head completely. As the decapitated head fell on her own and rolled off to the side, the blood spurted on her face and the dead body collapsed on her.

Remus and Sirius had been in such a hurry that they ran into the back room and completely missed Molly and Madam Malkin. Remus immediately put an energy bolt into the other man's head, and now there was nothing left but a smoking crater. Molly and Madam Malkin followed into the room shortly after, to see two men pulling off a dead body from a girl, who they guessed was the Rune-Priestess.

Ginny who had seen the entire thing, was crying as she had never seen a man lose his head. She however took up the pistol and the helmet and walked over to hand the girl her possessions, as she stood up.

"William, she is alright. She lopped a man's head off apparently. No damage. She is safe." Remus replied on the comm.

"Thank the maker. That was close. I suppose the shields spared her the brunt of the damage?"

"Yes, Harry had implemented body-based impact protection. How is he going?"

"He just cut down six of them across three alleys. I can barely keep up with how fast he is apparating. He is now running off to the last alley. I think eight of them dragged a girl off into there."

"That is the end of them."

"Hello?" Ginny said as her mother observed the Rune-Priestess with her helmet off. That was when she was utterly shocked.

Jean Granger was the Rune-priestess? But how?

Even Ginny seemed to recognise her as she said, "Jeanie? You have cool armour! Nice helmet!" The red-headed girl replied, before putting it on.

"Thanks, sweetie. Looks good on you! I suppose this is a quality introduction. You lot okay?" she asked as she now observed Madam Malkin and Molly Weasley. Molly suddenly went into her motherly mode as she took out her wand and cleaned off most of the blood immediately. Madam Malkin took a spare rag and cleaned off what had soaked in her hair.

"It all makes sense now. Everything. I suppose Hadrian is the Storm-Lord?" Molly asked.

"Correct. Consider everything you have seen under the Peverell and Granger business deal."

Molly nodded. She now understood why the oath had been so exhaustive. This was a lot to protect. Suddenly Remus took his helmet off, hoping that perhaps a familiar face would help ease Molly's discomfort. Invictus had reported that all the Death Eaters were now dead and Harry was talking to Lady Greengrass. He was leaving a breadcrumb for her.

"Hello Molly."

"Remus I should have known. You always believed in standing up for what is right. I supposed Snuffles is the next person?"

"YEP!" Sirius replied brightly, with the vocoder off.

"Ms Weasley, we will speak about this, this evening at the manor. Bring Ginny and your husband too. We do need to clear up some things before misconceptions run amok. Do not bring anyone else as this is House Business. You aren't in trouble, we just want you to know what Percy knows, that is all. You are being brought into the fold."

"Oh, that is acceptable. You have my word. You are very brave Jean."

"And what about me young Lady? Although I already know. I even know who the next one is, only one person has such a fantastic eye shape. It isn't always the colour alone!" laughed Madam Makin.

"I will tell him. We are working on something for that. Just keep me looking good? Got your coin bag? Let me reimburse you for the damages? Non-negotiable."

Madam Malkin took out her coin bag as Hermione summoned her house ring and transferred 75,000 galleons.

"Seventy five thousand. Don't complain that is too much. Fix over everything brand new. On Rune-Priestess Granger's orders. I like to shop here. Not to worry, the other one finished the last set of them. They are all dead."

"Will do deary. What you and he did, all of you were so brave. Lady Magic protect all of you!" Madam Malkin whispered.

"Hey Ginny, I need my helmet and my gun. I have to protect my fantastic brains. You gentlemen ready to move?"

Both of them nodded as the pistol magnetically clicked into her leg. Hermione then slid on her helmet and began to talk to her father.

"Hey pops, everything no good. Not even a bruise. Just covered in blood."

"I had a heart attack for a moment. Where did the wrist blade come from?"

"Harry insisted I take one. He installed it yesterday and he implemented accelerometer-based shield damping."

The entire group were now close to the door and Madam Malkin and Molly observed as they suddenly went invisible like ghosts. Hermione continued the conversation:

"Anyway dad, Harry generally builds everything rugged. I could survive the apocalypse inside this. Anyway, give me a GPS for Harry, Gramps?"

"Done granddaughter. Excellent work today. Sending to your wrist display."

The group had now arrived and Harry was speaking to a woman. Hermione recognised the face.

Lady Greengrass.

Harry then fell into the group after whispering something. His business was finished, and Hermione realised that Greengrass was now aware of his identity. He then summoned Grace, as if to display his power flagrantly.

ZAP.

They were back at Peverell Manor.

"Lorna is still flying the drone. We will continue to monitor the situation. Come daughter, let me get this armour off. Good job soldier. No hesitation, good improvisation." William replied.

Hermione gave a mock salute to her father.

Harry messaged Neville, sometime later.

"They came out and we had their heads. 30-0 body count."

Neville replied:

"Good. If Malfoy decides to pester me, I will remind him what happened. Gran will let you know who is missing from the session on Saturday."

Harry then messaged Percy.

Hey Perce,

We had a scuffle at Madam Malkin. Ginny caught Mione with her helmet off. Your mum and Ginny now know. We are bringing your Mom, Dad and Ginny into the fold. It makes no sense to be dishonest with you. That leaves the twins, Ronald and Charlie out of the loop. Maybe this is a good thing? Let me know how that proposal with McGonagall goes.

You better believe some of the Death Eater kids are fatherless already.

Percy replied:

Thanks for looking after them. I suppose I will see the headlines tomorrow. As soon as I get into the library, I will start to scan the restricted section and everything else. The prefects were talking about the Storm-Lord. Jade the Slytherin prefect was not pleased one bit. Seems like a lot of people love dead Harry Potter.

"Lol" – I think this is appropriate here? Will keep my eyes open.

As Albus Dumbledore sat in his study, he considered the string of infant homicides that had occurred throughout Albania. The Spectre of the Dark Lord was on the move. Albus was rather anxious to see if Neville Longbottom might qualify to be the chosen one. "Neville my boy, I hope you are the prophesied child. Harry is no more. There will be many sacrifices but they can be saved. The prophecy is crucial to the future." He whispered.

Harry and Hermione were now clean and were having coffee and tea respectively, as Invictus committed the spoken words to a Word document. This would allow them to search all the conversations by specific terms. Harry wondered about this prophecy and realised that he would have to dig deeper into the issue. They continued to listen to the Headmaster, in the office.

It was at this time that a Patronus came from Kingsley Shacklebolt, as it said:

"Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley. They set up Anti-apparition wards. No passing in or out. Nobody knows who led the counterattack, but I suspect that it was the Storm-Lord and Storm-Priestess. They bypassed the wards and killed every Death Eater with impunity. Many of the men have snitch sized holes in their heads and others are completely dismembered. We have organs and people's innards strewn all over the street. Lord Crabbe and Lord Goyle are dead. So are many other minor houses.

It was a bloodbath. I got to say they are brutal, but I can't deny, they got style."

"Fawkes, Diagon Alley!" Albus commanded aloud. It seemed that people wanted blood for blood, and the Storm-bringers had brought enough violence to spare.

Cyrus and Ophelia had now exited the Pensieve, a little after lunchtime.

"I suppose I should thank Harry Potter for saving my wife and my daughter. What a cheeky bastard! How does he fight like that?"

"I don't know but I suspect he is using Lilly's research. She once explained that Wingardium Leviosa could directly be mapped to….some weird muggle particle. I never paid it any mind. I should have known she was right on the beans. She was always right on the beans, damn Hecate herself."

"So, he is magically educated and muggle educated? That is quite an achievement. So, you are saying that the newspaper article is false?"

"Apparently. He has deceived everyone and he already has amassed enough power. Goyle was killed right before our eyes. Like a bug. You cant even see the movements of his sword."

"I almost want to send him a gift? Good riddance. Do you think he trusts us?"

"Partially – he knows Lilly and I was friends. I mean, he called me Ms Pinegrew, as you saw."

"Write to Daphne and explain that her job is to stay away from Malfoy junior and his ilk. She will clandestinely collect information for when Harry returns to the Wizarding World. We will ally with them, you have my word on this. Malfoy raped Eleanor? I just can't….dark times are coming, I can feel it. They would have raped both of you if they had gotten the chance. I don't think I can stomach my dinner tonight. Tea will be fine Ophie."

Cyrus hugged his wife affectionately as he took a deep breath.

"Malfoy raped Eleanor Bones. He probably knows who killed both of the Bones too. Make a copy of the memory and ask how would one send an important memory to the Storm-Lord at Gringotts. He at least needs to know. I have to admit, his bird is beautiful. He has a lightning phoenix then? Never would I have even believed that this was possible for such a creature to exist. And it can apparate past wards? No wonder Dumbledore just seems to appear anywhere. How is Astoria?"

"She is still crying. She got a chance to see for herself what they are like."

"This is sadly a good experience for her. She will perhaps stay away from Draco now, Ophie"

"Well, we will see the morning paper, tomorrow husband. This….this was planned."

"You think?"

"Yes. He lured them out, to kill them. And he did a damned fine job of it, husband."

"The world has gone mad Ophie, it has gone mad."