AN: Since it was my birthday, I decided to give a little insight for the next story of this series. Note this isn't a poll just yet, a little preview on the setting.

Jeanne D'Arc

Jeanne D'Arc (Alter)

Chevalier d'Eon

Charles-Henri Sanson

Astolfo

Bradamante

Charlemagne

Napoleon

Edmond Dantes

Amadeus Wolfgang Mozart

Marie Antoinette

Antonio Salieri

Gilles de Rais

Charlotte Corday


Ch 49 Day 99: Killer of the Foggy Streets

Hogwarts, February 19th, 1996

"Happy birthday to you!" Everybody sang to Romani, sitting on his high chair in front of a chocolate ice cream cake made from Muramasa.

"Hahahahaha!" Romani claps his little hands, excited from the cheerful mood in his father's classroom. He watches his mother take the cake away and cut a piece for him on the desk.

"Eh! Mommy! Wanth cake!" Romani whines, reaching out to his mother.

"Fou, Fou!" Fou cried, sitting on the edge of the high chair, watching the human begging for cake.

Ritsuka chuckles, ruffling his one-year-old son's hair. "Now, Romani you need to wait. Mommy's going to give you some cake soon." He smiles,

Mashu soon returns with some cake for Romani, placing it down in front of her son. "Here we go, the birthday boy's first slice of Muramasa's ice cream cake." She said, watching Romani excitedly clap his hands together.

"Yay!" Romani took the plastic fork from his father's, getting a small piece of the cake, and ate it.

Ritsuka kneels forward at his son's side. "How do you like it, Romani?" he smiles at the violet-haired boy.

Romani nodded with a mouth full of cake. "I wove ith, daddy!" he smiles.

Both parents laugh seeing their son in a messy situation he was in. The Servants who made it to celebrate the young master's birthday smile at the happy toddler.

Lucifer took a bite of her piece of the cake, giggling at the toddler. "Never saw this side of you, sister." She looks to her side, seeing Raphael standing next to her.

"I enjoy children, raising them? Not for me but seeing their happy faces." Lucifer looks back at her brother.

Raphael chuckles, remembering the first time Lucifer laid eyes on a child. "You were pretty disgusted at how much noise they made." He smiles softly, missing those peaceful days. Where their eldest brother doesn't have any ambition, a rather joyful era in their time.

"Well, they're so noisy when hungry!" Lucifer retorted, "I do not mind them playing but when they get bratty, it's another story!" the Devil looks at the Archangel with a panic expression.

Merlin couldn't help but chuckle at the Devil's situation. "Forgive me, but this is a rare occasion for me to witness. The Angel of Rebellion and the Archangel of Healing together in a sibling bonding moment." The Grand Caster smirks at the two.

"Mind your own business, Succubus." Lucifer glared at the Magus.

Merlin shrugs, walking over to retrieve more cake from the table. "Very well, Lucy. I'll stop for now," she smirks, walking away. "But that doesn't mean I won't do it again, dear Beast." She laughs.

Lucifer rolled her eyes at the pranking succubus. "Geez, I really hate her." She mutters, drinking some punch she had in hand.

Raphael was about to say something when someone knocks on the door. He looks at the exit, expecting that his master's 'family' has arrived. "It seems they're here."

Flat walks over to the door, waving his hand at them. "I'll get it!" He cried making his way to the door.

Lily stood before the closed door, Abigail in her arms; curious on why they're here. She looks behind her; James, Jane, Jamie, Hermione, and Ron had little presents of their own for Romani. She heard James chuckling next to her.

"Dad, what's funny?" Jamie looks at his father, laughing to himself.

James sighs, looking down at his youngest son. "It's funny, both your mother and I have a grandson at this age." He chuckles. "You, Jane, and Abigail are uncle and aunts for Romani."

"James, please don't make me feel old by just thinking about our complicated family," Lily begs her husband for not bring be grandparents at their early thirties to light.

James waved his hand, apologizing to the love of his life. "Sorry dear," he smiles.

Jane shook her head at her father's antiques, she smiles at the small moment between her parents. She heard the door unlocked and saw Flat standing on the other side of the doorway. "Ah, the Potters and friends; coming in! The party's just starting!" The Assassin of Grimmauld greeted them.

Hermione steps forward, smiling at the Assassin. "Thank you for inviting us, Flat. We've brought gifts. She showed him the box in her hand.

"Yeah, even little kids like presents!" Ron grins, showing his gift to the Pseudo-Servant.

"I'm sure master would like to thank you personally." Flat showed them inside the classroom where every Servant who can make is there.

Lancelot and Galahad were at the side, smiling at Romani enjoying the cake before him.

Lucifer and Raphael, chatting among themselves about their past.

Ushiwakamaru singing her nursery rhyme, entertaining both Alice and Jack; singing along with her.

Muramasa, Parvati, Ereshkigal, and Ishtar were near the serving table; talking about the many things that happened in this dimension.

Ibuki was enjoying the cake she had in front of her while Watanabe sat next to her. Ashyia, Koyanskaya, Hinako, and Lanling were sitting across from them, catching up from the old days.

Waver and Da Vinci were in the corner talking about defenses in case of an attack.

The mood of the room is to be described as joyful and lively. "Ah, Professor Velvet, Professor Caster!" Hermione placed her gift on the table and heads over to the Mundane Culture Professor and her assistant; wanting to speak with them about their next topic.

"Mione, wait!" Ron placed his present next to Hermione's then join her.

Jane watches her two friends going off to meet with their Professors, feeling a bit left out. "Cool! There's cake!" Jamie cried, rushing over to Parvati who's helping herself to some cake.

"Oh, hello Jamie. Would you like some cake?" The Goddess of Fertility asked the young boy.

"Yes please!"

Lily saw Ritsuka cleaning her 'grandson's' face from the chocolate he has eaten. "Romani, look at you. you're covered in chocolate." The Magus laughs.

Romani smiles brightly at his father, a bit displeased that he was cleaning his face. "Nah! Daddy! Sthop it!" he cries for him to stop, still smiling.

Mashu giggles, taking her tablet and snap a picture of the two. "Romani, say hi to Mommy," Mashu waved at the violet-haired boy.

Romani looks at his mother, laughing in jo,y allowing Ritsuka to embrace him and letting Mashu take their photo. Then they rotate, this Ritsuka to take the photo of Mashu and Romani.

Lily steps forward, standing behind the Magus. "Ritsuka, allow me to take a photo of you and your family." She offered to be of assistance.

Ritsuka turns around, appreciating her assistance. "Thank you, Lily, um just tap the button on the screen here and it'll do the rest." He handed the tablet over to the Witch.

"You're very welcome, now this button right here?" Lily asked, examining the technology.

Ritsuka nodded, holding his wife behind Romani. "Alright, say cheese," Lily said, taking the photo just as James came up to them with Abigail.

Jane watches everyone enjoying themselves, she looks at Ritsuka's family and smiles. "Enjoying the party?" She turns her head, seeing Flat giving another refill of punch.

"I am Flat, thank you." Jane took the cup off his hand.


Flat sat next to her, sipping his own. "I know that look, what's wrong Jane?" The Assassin raised his eyebrow at her.

The red-haired witch chuckles, Flat never missed a beat. "You always know what's going on with me Flat. Even if I try to hide it." She smiles.

"Hide it? If you were trying to hide it then you must've been doing something wrong." Flat laughs causing Jane to blush.

"Flat, you always make the mood better." Jane smiles at the Assassin. Her face flattens, thinking about Flat after being told that he's a Hero or Villain of Human History; she looks at Flat smiling at the others. "So, Flat if you're a Hero of the past then-"

Flat eyes the Witch next to him, smirking. "Who said that I was a hero?" he asked the redhead.

Jane looks at the Assassin of Grimmauld, the boy who thought he was a hero was actually a Villian. "T-Then you must've-"

"Oh, I killed a lot of people back then." Flat said, non-discreetly, taking the slight change in Jane's perspective. "But I don't do that now since I'm contracted to master over there." He motions to Ritsuka talking to James and Lily.

Jane looks at Ritsuka, getting a feeling he's the reason why Flat isn't killing anyone right now. "Then you are truly here to save us?"

Flat nodded at Jane's words. "Yeah, I'm still a Servant of Chaldea; when master summoned me, I can hear the plea for help in his words. In turn, I decided to give in to the plea." He looks up at the ceiling, wondering something. "I do not know what, but this body that I'm using wants to defeat the Archangels. Seeing Britain in a state, we won't stand for any of it."

Jane felt something in her heart, this conviction that Flat is showing to her; it's moving. From that moment, she wanted to help. "Well, maybe I can help you on the path you're on Flat." She offered.

Flat chuckles, looking at her with soft eyes. "Well, I'll be counting on you. I can't really count on you when fighting Servants but I'm still relying on your support." He smiles.

"Well then, I'll be supporting you all the way." Jane playfully punches the Assassin by the arm.

Lucifer looks at the two in the corner, hearing their conversation. "I wish this doesn't come to this." She said, using her clairvoyance to see what they're facing.

"Say, Flat do you mind if you tell me your True Name?" Jane asked the Assassin about who he really is as a Heroic Spirit. "I mean, after finding out you guys are really Heroes from History there's really not much surprises left." She shrugs

Flat thought for a moment but decided not to indulge her with his name. "I would…however, I like to keep things mysterious; you need to figure that out yourself Janey." He gave a wink at her.

Jane raised her eyebrow at the Assassin smirking at her. "Playing this game, huh Flat." She scoffs, "Alright, I'll play."

The blonde boy smirks, anticipating the moment when she discovers who he is. "I'm looking fowar-"

"Onii-chan! Can you help us! We want cake!" Jack ran up to the Assassin with an excited smile on her face.

Flat chuckles, standing up to help the little killer with her request. "I'll talk to you later Jane, I need too help this one with some cake." He said, feeling Jackie tugging his arm.

"Onii-chan!" Jack whines, wanting cake right away.

"Alright, just wait a moment." Flat smiles at the Assassin of Black.

Jane watches Flat being dragged away by the little girl over to the cake table where Parvati walks over to assist. "Hey, Jane! Come over here, Professor Velvet has some interesting stories about Ritsuka."

"Heh, it's more about him being reckless on many missions." Waver chuckles, reminiscing the past.

Jane's ears perked at the recklessness of Ritsuka. "Really? I always thought he was cautious." She asked.

Da Vinci laughs, being the longest one to be with their master. "He's cautious now, but when he was younger, he's a bit reckless. An example was during Babylonia," she remembers clear as day with the Lahmus.

"Tells us, Professor!" Ron said, excitedly.

"Well, it was the last Singularity in the Age of Gods…" Da Vinci retold the tales where Ritsuka was still new as a master. They went on, celebrating Romani's first birthday and telling tales of the past up to when it got late.

The following weeks Ritsuka went over Anastasia and her family (A bit of an eye-opener when they're involved with the Russian and Bulgarian Ministry of Magic.)

Marie Antoinette, Helena Blavatsky, Paracelsus, Nikola Tesla, and Thomas Edison (In which Da Vinci went more in detail on their inventions) and many more before one specific lesson he was saving.


Hogwarts, Wednesday, May 1st, 1996, 2:30 PM

It's been almost three months, and the end of the term is coming up soon. There is one problem in Ritsuka's hand, the location of the Servants of Eden's base and their master.

Ritsuka sat in front of his desk in his classroom, folding his hands together to piece the puzzle for anything in his mind. 'First we encounter Prelati in the Forest with his Watchers, then the unmapped area that Voyager can't go to for whatever reason.' He thought.

'The black vines in the Association, Ginny's cell, and when Archer of Phoenicia escapes. Finally that Love Poison that was suppose to be lost when the Age of Gods ended.' Ritsuka tries to figure out what connection they all have with the enemy; but the only thing he concluded was that they were stalling him, but for what.

The Magus threw his head back, frustrated that this was the only conclusion he could come up with. "Ugh! This is confusing!" he exclaims.

"Michael is a tricky one, elusive, and will use anything to his advantage." Lucifer sat on her master's desk.

"Interesting, in the Bible depicts him as a valent hero. His feats against your army are worshiped pretty much anywhere." Merlin place herself in the conversation.

"Fou," Fou jumps down to Ritsuka's shoulders, sitting on them.

Raphael joins in, after hearing them talking about their elder brother. "Michael is an narcissistic and egotistical opportunist, whenever something seems to be in his favor he'll take it. Such as when the Age of Gods shifted to the Age of Faries and sullying Lucifer's name." The Lancer informed his master.

Lucifer nodded, crossing her arms. "Master, you mustn't overlook my twin. Raziel the Archangel of Foresight can predict any movement on the battlefield." She informed them.

"So what's your plan, Lucifer?" Ritsuka asked the Beast Servant.

"Just leave it to me, after all, I still have the qualities of a Beast Class Servant," Lucifer smirks, her head turns when Flat enters through the front entrance.

"Master, it's time for your class." Flat informed the Magus, motioning to the students entering the classroom.

Jack exited her master's office, already waiting for the students to arrive. "Daddy! Daddy! It's time, it's time!" The Assassin ran up to her master's desk with a bright smile on her face.

"Wait, Daddy!?" Everyone gasps, seeing the small girl standing on their professor's desk.

Merlin smirks, walking over to his office with Lucifer and Raphael. "Well, I guess we leave this to you, master." She waved.

"Bye, master." Lucifer grins, following the half Succubus into the office along with her brother.

Ritsuka rolled his eyes at the three who left the class. "Daddy?" Jack tilts her head at her master.

Flat appeared behind her, lifting the Loli in his arms. "Onii-chan!" Jack laughs at the Assassin of Grimmauld.

"Now, Jackie remember what you promised to master." Flat said to the Assassin, walking to the area where all Servants stayed when listening to their lore.

Ritsuka turns to his class, smiling at them. "Now I know you all may have questions on why Assassin here calls me Daddy. In short, she views me as a father figure, thus making her my adoptive daughter even though she's a Servant." He looks around the classroom, expecting some judging faces but it seems they're in terms with the notion.

Isolde smirks, seeing the awkward expression on the Magus's face. "Well, this is an awkward moment." The Slytherin commented at the silence in the air.

Hermione nudges Isolde on her side for commenting on that, "(Isolde! Don't make a comment like that in the classroom!) She scolded the Slytherin girl,

"(Well sorry, I have a habit of saying what's in my mind out in the open Hermione)" The brunette shrugs her shoulders, receiving a disappointed face from the bushy-haired girl.

"Ahem," The two paused, hearing Jane clearing her throat. They look around them, seeing eyes are on the two then at Ritsuka patiently waiting for them to stop.

Ritsuka smiles at the two, crossing his arms. "You know, I don't mind idle chit-chat time to time, but there's a place for everything. Right now a conversation here isn't the place unless it's related to the subject." He looks at everyone, "This goes for everyone here, got it?"

"Yes Professor."

"Good, now onto the lesson for today." Ritsuka walks over to his laptop, pulling up the presentation. "Before we start, does the name Marie Jeannette Kelly sound familiar to you all?" he asked, his lips gave an uneasy smile.

"Marie Jeannette Kelly?" A Hufflepuff questions the name.

"Who is-"

Daphne stood up, recognizing the name. "S-She's a Muggle-born Witch who was killed brutally by an unknown assailant!" She gasps.

Luna nodded, hearing the story from her father. "Daddy said that the killer hasn't been found to this day!"

Draco's eyes widen, also know as the name of the Muggle Born. "My grandfather has spoken about her before. He said that the case hasn't been solved by muggles yet." He told the Professor. Everyone went into a discussion about the killer but not the name.

Ritsuka looks at Jack and Flat, smiling at him before he turns to the class, "But does anyone know the name of the assailant?"

Hermione quickly responds, knowing the name of the killer. "Professor, the name of the killer is…" she gulps, fearing the mysterious and infamous figure in history. "J-Jack the Ripper,"

"Yes! Jack the Ripper, a mysterious figure that no one knows other than name and the murders he pulled." Ritsuka announces.

Ron raises his hand, curious about something about this topic. "Professor, who is Jack the Ripper?" he asked.

An awkward silence echoes in the Lore class, eyes laying on the redhead boy for not knowing the first person to kill a Witch in centuries. "Awkward…" Isolde said casually.

"Y-You're kidding me, right Ron?" Jane asked, shocked that he didn't know who Jack is. "Our parents told us when we asked about unsolved cases in the Ministry!"

Ron scratches his head, a bit embarrass to say. "Sorry, I guess I wasn't interested back then."

"Typical Weasley, always ignoring the important parts." Draco snickers, receiving glares from the Golden Trio.

"Draco that five points from Slytherin, then next time will be detention." Ritsuka eyes the blonde boy, a bit hopeful for detention with him. "But it won't be me," From that Draco remain silent further on.

Ritsuka looks at Ron, "Ron if I were you, I'd pay attention to this lesson. It might give you all some insight on this mystery." He said, holding the textbook in his hand. "Now turn to page three hundred fifteen and we shall begin."

Each student turns to the requested page from the Professor. The cover of the page was a poor part of London where a cloaked figure stood under a broken lamppost in a foggy street.


"London England, in the Whitechapel district. The year, eighteen eighty-eight; malevolence stirs in a poverty and desperate promiscuity community. Almost about ten thousand prostitutes roam the dirty street offering their bodies for compensation in order to survive." Ritsuka lectured before seeing a hand raised.

Parvati place her hand down, seeing Hinako picked her. "Why was there a lot of prostitutes in London?"

"Yeah, they should at least find another job instead of selling their bodies." A Slytherin commented.

Hinako nodded, understanding the question. "You see, during this time immigrants travel to London in hopes for a better future. With the rise of urbanization, they were met with no availability with jobs, unfordable housing, and low wages."

"So, everywhere is pretty much taken?"

The True Ancestor shrugs, "In a way, but that's not the only factor Jane." She looks at the red-haired girl, seeing her understand the lesson. She looks over to Ritsuka, allowing him to continue.

"These prostitutes, not only gain allowance but the seeds of their clients. At this time, many people can't afford to raise children; for the prostitutes is no different. With no desire to keep their unborn children they sought out cheap doctors to perform a looked down upon practice, abortion." Ritsuka looks at Jack, hoping this won't affect her this much.

Everyone gasps at the word, commenting like…

"That's horrible!"

"Forget about Jack, the monsters are those women!"

"How dare they do that to a baby!"

Jack nodded, motioning him to go on. "(Go on, Daddy! We love it when you're telling us stories!)" Jack urges him.

Flat grins, giving a thumbs up for confidence.

Ritsuka cleared his throat, gaining their attention. "Untrained to professionally dispose of the fetuses; the doctors treated the abandoned fetuses as trash. As such, they were discarded in a river like the trash everyone threw out."

"I thought this was about Jack the Ripper! Not doctors throwing away babies!" Hermione exclaims, feeling bad for the unborn children.

"If I could continue, then everything shall be explained." Hermione quiet herself, embarrassed to cause an outrage.

Ritsuka nodded, turning back to the presentation. "With the numbers of thrown out fetuses in the river and the malicious of the city grew. The souls of the unborn children became Wraiths, lamenting the world for not given the chance to be born in the world."

"W-Wait a moment, Wraiths?" Ron asked, writing down everything so far. "What does this got to do with Jack?"

Ritsuka smiles, about to drop the bomb on them. "These wraiths hold grudges against their mothers, their hatred builds inside the river of vengeful spirits. With this, a child was born from the river; a child looks around her area struggling to understand the emotions that dwell within her. But one thing is simple, the desire for its mother."

"The child wanders in the streets, in search of maternal love. In other words, she wants to return to the womb." An illustration of a small figure wandering the streets appeared on the screen.

"H-Hold on, so this child is pretty much children souls into one!?" Neville asked, shocked to hear that ghosts can do that,

Hermione held onto her head, trying to comprehend the possibilities. "Oh my God! Then the Ghost of Hogwarts can do that too if those children were able to do so!"

A discussion emerges within the class of the amalgamation of spirits in general. Ritsuka cleared his throat once more, allowing them to calm down. "Thank you, as I was saying; the child encountered one of many prostitutes, a woman name Marie Jeannette Kelly. A Mundane Witch who fell on hard times after graduating Hogwarts."

"Instinctually, the child called her 'mother' only met by abuse. Without being taught morals or common sense, the child responded by killing her brutally." An image of Jack's first victim dismembering the Witch with her hands appeared on screen.

"Dear God…"

"H-How could a little girl…oh Merlin."

"T-This is…wow…"

Ritsuka smirks at the reaction from his students, utter shock and fear can be read on their faces. "Before long, the child stood before the dismembered corpse of her victim. Thus interrupts that it was a sign for tender affection." The next image was a newspaper of the morning of the incident in eighteen eighty-eight.

"The next morning, the district residents were alarmed at the corpse; torn through almost as dissected by a surgeon. Horrifically, this is just the first of the many killings that leave fear in the eyes of the people." Ritsuka continues.

"This just gave me chills just by listening to it," Lavender commented, seeing the newsprint in her text.

"I know and yet it's exciting too," Cho commented with glee.

Ritsuka switches the slide with many more newspapers of that time. Each one is telling a different report of dead prostitutes. "The child continues at night, hunting and murdering every prostitute; finding comfort in the open wounds of their victims. The people desperate to characterize the serial killer declares the murderer as Jack the Ripper."

"WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT!?"

"JACK THE RIPPER'S A CHILD!?" Jane exclaims in shock.

"JACK'S A COLLECTION OF WRAITHS!?" Cho added on to the shock, her complexion pales at the sudden information.

"NO WONDER BOTH THE MINISTRY AND MUNDANE WERE HAVING A HARD TIME!" Crabbe exclaims, finally understanding why they had a hard time with the case. "THEY WERE NOT SEARCHING FOR A CHILD, LET ALONE A COLLECTION OF SOULS!"

"Yes, yes, now you see why both sides were having a difficult time finding Jack the Ripper." Hinako commented, "They were searching for the wrong age group."

"If I may," Ritsuka butted in, eyes shifted to him. "The child, hearing the name from the public pleased him. He previously lacks a name before to identify himself with; from that rumors spread about him." An image of many depictions of Jack the Ripper as a doctor, a surgeon, a police officer, and many more; but a peculiar one gain the student's attention.


An image a black demonic figure appeared on screen. "One is a doctor, a police officer, or even a demon from hell. With many rumors about him, Jack's excitement grew thus motivating her to kill more." He explains hearing the joyful giggles of his daughter figure.

"So what happened to Jack? I mean his killings stop abruptly." Ron asked, interested in how it all ends.

"A for that one must know about the Forbidden Order." That title, the title that each Pureblood and Half-blood child knows brought fear and dread in their very souls.

Draco raises his hands, shaking at the thought of the Forbidden Order. "S-S-So what h-happened with J-Jack and t-t-the F-F-F-F-" the Slytherin couldn't spew out the name, for the legends of inhuman experiments on Wizard Kind and Mundane.

"Upon discovering what Jack is, a practitioner of the Order was sent and eliminates the Serial Killer." Ritsuka ended the lesson by closing the textbook and allowing the presentation to fade away.

"T-That's one scary stuff right there," Ron commented on the lesson.

"Professor, how were you able to gain this information?" Isolde asked with a sinister smirk.

Ritsuka eyes the Slytherin, "Well, Isolde I have many friends from a certain organization that has researched Jack the Ripper for some time now."

"Sounds reasonable to me." The Slytherin shrugs.

Ritsuka looks at everyone, "That concludes the lesson and we've completed the course." Groans came from every student that this was the last lesson they were going to learn. "That means our final," he looks at Hinako with a stack of papers in her hands.

Hinako walks down the aisle of desks, handing two papers to each table. "Your final consist of six-paragraph; a topic sentence, an intro, three body paragraphs, a conclusion, and a citation page." The True Ancestor informed the students. "Remember that a citation page is separate from the other pages."

"You are tasked to write a paper about one historical figure we've gone over so far. You can choose any of the topics in the text but choose one." Hinako explains, coming to Jane's side. "The due date of the paper will be the last day of May, right before the beginning of June. And remember this counts as a sixty percent of your class grade; so anyone who was lack lustering during our time together must get this done to pass."

Ritsuka took over when Hinako arrives at his side. "If you are having trouble with your topic we have the whole month to go over whatever subject you want. Thank you for your time, you may all leave." With that everyone packed up their belongings and went to the exit.

"Daddy! We love the story!" Jack hugged Ritsuka's legs. "You did great, Daddy!"

Flat smirks, placing his hand on Jack's shoulders. "I'm sure you pretty much know who I am already, master."

"I've known for a while Flat," Ritsuka smiles at the Assassin of Grimmauld.

Flat blinks before bursting into laughter, "By the Grail master, you're a smart one!" He laughs,

"Yeah, Daddy's the best Onii-chan!" Jack grins.

Hinako looks at Jane, waiting patiently for them to be done. "Ritsuka," she nudges her friend.

Ritsuka looks at Jane seeming to want to say something. "Jane, what's up?" he asked the young Witch.

Jane watches him steps forward over to her, she took a deep breath and says what's in her mind. "Ritsuka, can you not come tomorrow to the secret place? Don't get me wrong, we appreciate what you did for us; but we need to practice our wand-waving and spells." She reasons with him.

"I get it, we've been teaching you how not to rely on your wands; I forgot you need practice with it too." Ritsuka places his hand on her shoulders. "Don't worry, I'll have Gramps or Waver come over tomorrow."

Jane smiles happily, "Thank you, Ritsuka!" She said, running along with her two friends.

Umbridge Office

Umbridge was plotting plans in her office on how to control Harry Potter. But each time she thought of something the Servants will get in the way, especially the muggle who showed that power during Valentine's day. "This is difficult than I initially thought," she said to herself before a tapping noise caught her attention.

An owl appeared in her window with a letter in its beak. "Oh, a letter from the Minister." She opens it, reading it quickly. She turns hastily to the fireplace and used the floo. "MINISTRY OF MAGIC!"

Umbridge walks down the halls of the Ministry with hast. Percy was waiting near the entrance until he saw her. The Weasley's third-born guided her to the dungeons. "Madame Umbridge, I'm sure that Mr. Scrimgeour informed you about our prisoner's deal."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Weasley." Umbridge acknowledges the Weasley kin. "Now what is she offering for a deal?" She asked, arriving at the cell of the prisoner.

Ginny stood up, walking to the bars. "A secret gathering of rebel students in Hogwarts, Professor." The red-haired girl smirks.

"Tell me more,"


AN: How do you like it? A little hint for the next chapter, 'A bloody fate awaits you.' Please leave a comment or review.