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UPDATED:9/30/2019

Chapter 47

March 1998

"How's that potion coming along?"

Draco had nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Gregory behind him and Morgan snickering off in the corner from Draco's reaction to being snuck up on. He had taken a breath to relax before he answered Gregory, "It failed, I'm trying a different method, every method I tried failed to break the shield for some reason, the longer the shield is up the stronger it gets, only the one that put the shield up can take it down immediately. Whereas, if we use the potion it'll take time for it to disintegrate the shield. Your blood didn't kill the shield it strengthened it, even I had trouble bringing the shield down when I tested its strength." He explained to the two staring at him with slight shock.

Even to Gregory this was news, he couldn't help but be stunned. "Well, that is interesting." None of them spoke a single word, their agreeing nods were loud enough, "So, how will we get Alicia out of the Manor then?" Morgan asked softly, he was curiously worried about the answer, and he proved to be right when Draco's face fell with his shoulders and sighed sadly, "We can't."

April 21st, 1998

Narcissa slipped out of the front dining hall and headed towards Alicia's door, hoping to find a way to get her out of there, she had been a prisoner for months, along with Luna Lovegood. But, Narcissa had no such luck getting the girls free so far, yet her sister's cold tone flooded the halls stopping her steps, "Narcissa! Come we have guests." Bellatrix shouted after her sister, a grin coming to her lips as she watched the blond freeze in her steps, "Bring Finn with you, he's been missing the last few days, check his room will you."

Narcissa took a deep sigh but turned down a hall towards Finn's room, glad enough it was next to Alicia's, but with the shield up she was hopeless to get the girls attention, Finn had been the one placing the shield up lately and he alone was able to remove it, a trick of the Malfoy family's shield spell to others who may have tried to learn it. She would have to wait for him to take it down to get the girls out.

"Finn, we have visitors." Yet, she received no response when she knocked and spoke, "Finn," with still no answer Narcissa drew her wand, unlocked the door and found the room completely empty of life, leaving the woman confused, "Finn?"

"What are you doing in my room Narcissa?" His sudden appearance behind her had Narcissa startled and jumped and turned to face her nephew. Knowing there was no point in diddling around she jumped to the point of the situation, "We have visitors downstairs, come along."

However, they were most shocked once they'd walked in and found three people that had been causing the most pain to their Dark Lords cause for his vision of the Wizarding World he saw. But the world Voldemort saw was filled with chaos and destruction. He was power hungry and dangerous, and Finn had a horrifying feeling he was going to feel more pain than nearly anyone that had had crossed his wrath. Even more than the Potters in some form of way. Finn's eyes had widened in slight shock as he stared at the messed up and swollen face of none other than Harry Potter. 'This is not good,'

"Well?" Bellatrix asked with a grinning smirk of hope to Finn once they arrived to the dining area, he'd had no time to think of anything, except for Harry's face that had been distorted and swollen leaving many to question this, but Finn knew better than that. He knew it was Harry Potter, since the boy had never gone anywhere without Hermione or Ron, the fact Draco wasn't with him was a pain in Finn's stomach that left him sick at the memory, but this case gave him reason to stall, "What happened to his face?"

Finn knew that was not exactly what she wanted to hear and had watched her to let out an annoyed sigh, "Yes, that is a very good point, what happened?" Bellatrix questioned, looking between Ron, Hermione and the Snatchers who grinned wickedly when her dark eyes flicked dangerously to the girl as the psychotic Witch held her hand out for Hermione's wand, "Let's see what her last spell was." She laughed, one that had Finn's eyes wide with fear for the girl.

'She'll kill her the second she gets her answers!' Yet his fear had sank so deep into his core that the trio had even witnessed him reaching his hand back behind him, grasping onto Narcissa's hand.

Finn was relieved when she returned the jester and squeezed his hand in comfort and moved closer behind him, placing a hand onto his shoulder. A jester she'd have done for Draco had he still been with them.

The trio had been stunned, he hadn't even verified Harry as Harry Potter, but Bellatrix had quickly locked onto what the brilliant little Witch had done in the forest causing Bellatrix to laugh, "You are a clever girl, aren't you?" but her laughing had quickly stopped as her dark eyes spotted the Sword of Gryffindor in the hands of one of the Snatchers, her look had turned to one of sheer panic leaving everyone, even Finn and Narcissa, confused and terrified, "Where'd you get that?"

"Found it in her bag when we searched her, figured it's mine now." He grinned with pride, but his pride was short lived as it was wiped off his face by Bellatrix herself attacking him and the others transfiguring her wand into a whip then into a snake and finally releasing it around Greyback's throat to choke him to his knees as he struggled to breath and stand while she screeched "OUT! GET OUT! THIEVES!" but she hadn't stopped there, Bellatrix had turned on Hermione and grasped the back of her hair fiercely, "Put the boys in the cellar! We need to have a little chat! Girl to girl."

Finn and the others watched Hermione shiver and attempt to shrink back from Bellatrix as Wormtail shoved the two boys towards the cellar stairs they had turned into a makeshift dungeon.

Finn and Narcissa shared a sideways look of understanding; it was time to get Alicia and Luna out of the Manor with the three, fast. The only trick was to get Alicia out of her room, past the Death Eaters and Bellatrix herself while she tortured Hermione as the viol woman interrogated her. Finn had wanted to vomit as she began to cut into Hermione's arms making the poor girl scream, trying to fight the Witch off her kicking and screaming. Finn only had one idea that would work, but it would lead, if he was lucky, to his death.

Narcissa's stomach turned and her eyes watered as she witnessed the torture of Hermione Jean Granger by her sisters very hand. Narcissa wrapped an arm around Finn's shoulder's resting her palm against his chest feeling his heart races, both continued to squeeze the other's hand tighter as it went on, "Breath, focus… Tune them out and focus, Apparate to the caller get them out." She whispered softly into her nephew's ear, "They won't trust me, after everything I've done, they won't believe me." And he was right, they wouldn't trust him, especially if they'd heard the news of him being the one to murder their own friend, Harry had called Draco his brother a few years ago at school and that let Finn on big outs with the Trio, something that left Finn in only one position to get them all out of there alive and in one piece.

"Bring me the Goblin!" Bellatrix screamed. Moving from Hermione's still form, the notion had terrified Finn until he watched her head slowly fall to her left and look at the damage down to her skin, Bellatrix Lestrange had carve "MudBlood" into Hermione's arm.

"Luna is down there, she knows you're trying to help Alicia get out. Wormtail's going down, hurry." But Finn heard nothing his Aunt was telling him his feet had moved all their own to Hermione. He felt most sick with himself when he watched Hermione flinch from him when he slid his hands and arms under her back and lifted her up leaning her against his chest and used his handkerchief and the aguamenti spell, placing the wet, cold, cloth against the girls painfully burning wound that soaked up the blood from Hermione's arm, "You didn't have to carve her up Aunt Bella."

'I can't believe I fell for their psychopathic lies, my mother, Bellatrix, Voldemort. All of them. Worst of all with myself.'

"Oh really! And where has this sudden soft spot for the Mud Blood come from? Huh? Have a small thing for the damned girl?" Bellatrix was disgusted, Narcissa was filled with panic and terror as she watched. 'What are you doing Finn!'

"I could ask the same thing regarding Emma Evans, Bellatrix…" Finn said coldly to her, calling his deranged aunt out on her unstable mentality and cruel torture, but he had soon realized he had made a short mistake when the Witch had moved so fast at him he hadn't even noticed until he had been back handed hard enough that Bellatrix had sent him back and rolling away from Hermione who screamed from the sudden attack and began crying all over again as she quickly crawled over to him and had been so terrified she had forgotten and forgiven Finn from everything when he had moved to help her.

Narcissa clinched her jaw tightly, holding back her tears as she forced herself to watch it all unfold. Finn had out right challenged her sister and Bellatrix had attacked him in retaliation. The boy never really had his own mother, crazy herself truly, and once Bellatrix had been freed and returned home, he saw part of his mother and had hoped she would take the roll. And in a way she had, tough him to be just as cruel, but deep down he was scared about where things were leading, trying to prove himself to a woman who he should have known would have never look at him like a son, not even Voldemort wanted him as one. Finn was simply a means to an end for his own plans and desires for things to finally unfold. Because, for Voldemort to become immortal, he needed the eclipse and the potion that lay within the Ravenclaw ring. However, he needed a new body, a host he could take for himself, Finn had been his desired choice. Pampering the boy to think he was his son and heir, when he was really a sacrifice to rid the body of the boy's soul for Voldemort to take hold of. An immortal human with the power of Helena Ravenclaw's very own ring and the blood of her lover. The Eclipse was meant to be a key to unlock the ring for him to gain access to the immortality. Yet, with the ring out of his reach he had missed the eclipse leading to many complications.

Hermione's heart had stopped when he lifted his head up, looking behind Hermione at his angry aunt, who could have practically been puffing out fire from her nostrils, "That… That thing is nothing like Cubby… Emma is dead! That abomination is alive! There is a world of difference." Bellatrix's tone may have been but a whisper, but it held much hatred, evil intentions and very deep in her mental instability as she angrily turned her attention over to the Goblin from Gringotts and began her 'questioning' regarding her vault and the items she had stored within. But Finn had more up his sleeve regarding that, knowing very well that there was no difference between Emma and Hermione besides age, personality, family name and Hermione's pure genius nature, other than that there was no difference, but Finn had chosen to remain silent for the time.

Bellatrix was what Finn now feared, fearful that as he looked at her interrogation of the Goblin that he was staring at a female version of his future self. His eyes moved back to a fearfully painting Hermione as she cried and checked him over, he had nearly laughed when she had started to fuss over his very badly busted lip that was dripping with blood off his chin. The wound sadly reminded her of the scar Emma had on her own lip. But it wouldn't be the last to mark his body.

Knowing he better get his plan set not motion, Finn wrapped a hand behind the back of Hermione's head and placed a kiss to her cheek near her ear, leaving traces of his blood on the side of her face, a diversion to the others to conceal what he was truly doing, "It's the wand, not the user. Draco's room, point and say, 'Cancel'. The door will open. Don't touch it until you see a blue shimmer and hear a click. Alicia and a baby are there, take them. Toss this under the bed before you Disapparate out." He said softly, as he whispered into Hermione's ear and hair, he had snuck his wand up her sleeve. "Wait for the timing, have the elf Apparate up. Take the child… and whatever you do, Kitten… Please, trust me."

All the while everyone stared in shock, they had watched Finn Malfoy kiss Hermione Granger on the cheek, and he didn't seem to want to let her go. Even Hermione was shocked but had nodded gently and took a breath to focus herself, she couldn't believe she was actually going to put her life and the lives of her best friends in his hands. For all she knew, Finn could have done this only to betray them in the very end, but their information was true, Alicia and Luna were there in the Manor, Luna was likely below with the boys, but if he was telling her the truth, that meant Alicia was up top. Hermione had to put faith in him if they were going to get out of there with both of the girls at their side. But to her terror, the both of them were viciously separated by Lucius grabbing Finn by the back of his head and onto his feet, tossing him over to Narcissa. She had caught Finn in her arms as Lucius roared out, terrified and enraged, "First Draco! Now you! Learn where your loyalties lay boy!" Lucius roared.

Finn took a few moments to regain his composure at the shock of what had just happened, his uncle had actually thrown him across the room into his aunt's arms. Taking a breath Finn came level with Lucius's glares and again, he'd said nothing. For now.

Bellatrix had, had enough of both her interrogation of the Goblin and the issues going on behind her pulling her attention she had sliced the Goblin across the cheek calling him a liar and turned her attention back to the situation at hand, "Don't worry Lucius, I thought Draco's defaulting was your fault. However, after watching Sissy these last few years, I'm seeing it more clearly… She's been babying the boys. But since Finn was the reason behind Draco's death, he's been such a baby. Did you really think this war was a game little boy!"

Again, Finn had said nothing, he knew by doing this he was sealing his fate, likely by death. He had grinned when Harry and Ron came out attacking from the stars, Narcissa had attempted to help her sister but had been stopped by Finn tackling her to the floor leaving her confused, her mind swirled around until realization hit her like a ton of bricks. This had left her eyes filling with tears and the words to beg him not to go through with it, but the words weren't leaving her, they choked the woman instead.

Finn was taking the fall for Narcissa if trio got away with Alicia and the baby, "Trust me," he whispered down to his aunt with a grinned wink and pushed himself forward to getting them out of there, he had to get his daughter out of the manor, away from Bellatrix and Voldemort.

Hermione had used Finn's wand against Bellatrix and rushed into Ron's arms, "Dobby, Draco's room-" with the words spoken Dobby had disappeared in a whirlwind of mixing bodies as Bellatrix screamed in pure rage, "NO! GET THEM! AFTER THEM! KILL THEM ALL!" with that screamed, the Death Eaters present had all vanished, Bellatrix included. They were too late.

Upon Bellatrix's arrival to Alicia's sealed room, the red head held in hand the newborn baby girl Voldemort had named Delphini.

In a panic Bellatrix had lifted her dagger and aimed it for Alicia, knowing it would run her through her throat, leaving her daughter unharmed, for a moment Bellatrix feared the dagger wouldn't make it, her smirk soon returned as she watched her very dagger Disaparated with them. But her daughter was still gone, and the Dagger never touched Alicia.

Knowing it was useless to keep anything from the Dark Lord she summoned her Master and informed him of the situation. But the look in his eyes had her shrinking before his presents as he softly growled his command after, "Bring him to me…"

Shell Cottage

"Hermione! Are you okay?!" Harry asked stumbling towards his two friends holding one another on the shore line of the oceans cold waters, his eyes had caught the sight of red hair and his ears ringing with a baby's cries, his mind registering who it was Harry took off towards her, a happy smile as he pulled her into his arms trying his best to be careful with the baby between them as he kissed Alicia all over her face, "You're alive, thank God… The baby is it okay! Bellatrix threw a -"

"Harry Potter…" the soft familiar voice had gently called for him off in the short distance, his heart sank when he saw the realization of the scene. Bellatrix had aimed her weapon for Alicia and the baby, but Dobby had taken the blow. A loyal elf to the very end, but it wouldn't stop Harry from rushing for the falling friend that had saved all of their lives, "Dobby, what- no… no, no… Hermione! Your bag!"

They all knew the Essence of Dittany wouldn't do any good. Dobby had suffered a major wound, a deep wound that would require a professional healer's skills, something none of them had. Dobby had died happily in Harry's arms, he had been a free elf, saving his friends and more, but what had been most important to him, he had been with Harry in his final hours.

Luna had been standing beside a crying Alicia trying to comfort her and the baby, there was a secret behind the baby's created background, something Alicia was even unaware of, but for now, she left things unsaid and knelt beside Harry and Dobby, gently closing the Elf's eyes in sleep like and respect, "If you close them it can be like he's sleeping." Luna said softly, resting a comforting hand to Harry's arm.

"I want to bury him, no magic…" Harry clarified, sniffing back his tears. No one had words for the moment, they had all simply nodded in agreement, "Ron? Oh Merlin, RON!" A woman's voice had screamed from the shell cottage, her blue dress kicking up a little as she rushed them all at the shores front and hugged the smile redhead, "Hey Fleur… How's Bill?"

"He's fine, currently out in the market getting things to make supper tonight. So glad your all alright!" Fleur cried into her brother-in-law's arms, they had all been so terrified for them, and from the looks of this they had found Alicia and Luna, something Fleur was going to take advantage of when she moved from Ron and watched as Luna took the baby in her arms with a smile, both previous ladies of Beauxbaton Academy had quickly latched onto one another smiling and crying, "Nous avons eu si peur que nous ne vous reverrions jamais!" Fleur cried into Alicia's red hair, running her fingers through it, making sure she wasn't imagining her dear friend. For now, the two would simply just cry, they could talk later. But Fleur's tears weren't dried up yet when she'd found Harry holding a dead Dobby, sending her back into another fit of tears.

Composing herself as best she could, Fleur smoothed Alicia's wild hair back as the two sniffed here and there, "Come, I am making supper as soon as Bill returns. Until then, I will get you settled into rooms and you can clean up and rest while I find something for the baby to eat. I will sed word to Bill to get some more to make supper and milk for the baby. Does she have cloth or disposable diapers?"

"Cloth, but we left in a rush we have nothing for her." Luna spoke up with a smile, the baby had fallen back asleep.

"Whose she any way's, Luna?" Ron asked, his arm around Hermione, keeping her as close to him as possible.

"She's mine… and Finn's… But there's a long story to that. She's not really ours, but I'll explain later." Luna said softly with a smiling promise. She hadn't lost her smile, not once, as she walked inside with the baby in arms. Everyone, even Alicia, was in a state of shock.

"I think we need to have her head checked." Ron grunted out as Hermione elbowed him in the side for his comment, "He saved us with the help of Dobby, but if it hadn't been for Finn's extra help, we never would have gotten Alicia out of that room." Hermione scolded him.

"I know, I know… Calm down will ya… We have bigger things to think about right now, like burying Dobby. Come on Harry, I think I know where we can put him. Hermione, the first floor next to the bathroom there's a linen closet, grab a small sheet or blanket for us to wrap him with." With that said and done Hermione had walked up for the sheet, Alicia following closely behind her, not wanting to be on her own like she had been for months, nearly a year. But as the two girls got to the linen closet, they had turned to one another and hugged each other tightly and cried. Not for themselves, but for Finn. "He's taking the fall for him and Narcissa's plans… What do you think they'll do to him Hermione?"

"I don't know, if he's lucky they'll kill him, if he isn't torture." They both knew it was harsh agreeing to that, but the truth had been seen, a person was lucky if they, Bellatrix and Voldemort, simply killed them, but they both had a sickening feeling sinking into their stomachs that he was going to be very unlucky.

Translation: "Nous avons eu si peur que nous ne vous reverrions jamais!" = "We were so scared that we would never see you again!"

Malfoy Manor

Finn had been strung up in the cellar's ceiling in chains and blood had been dripping from his body for what felt like an eternity to him. He had been stripped of his shirt, shoes and socks and tortures, magically and non-magically. Whipped to near unconsciousness and enough that his pants were only able to cover the front and barely his buttock of the lashes he suffered, stabbed, cursed. The screams where endless.

Voldemort was not done, "The next time they strike, depending on their severity of their outcome, you'll be given worse treatment. However, I still cannot allow myself to leave you here forever. I shall let you return to your room once I see your punishment is fitting enough. Wormtail, you did a fine job, but not fine enough, turn your job over to Bellatrix for the time being and get some rest then return him to his room…" Voldemort said calmly leaving the cellar, "Wormtail, take as long as you see fit." And continued up to leave.

Finn was holding back on something and Voldemort very much didn't like it. Finn had even gotten Voldemort to come down and give some 'attention' to Finn's torture himself for a time, but the boy had continued to keep something back. Something Finn was saving for when the trio really pissed Voldemort off, he wanted to say it in front of both him and Bellatrix and savor the painful victory. It wouldn't be long before he got the chance to do so.

Finn had only been in his room a possibly a week, healing from the wounds inflicted on him, marks he knew would definitely scar, lightly or deeply, they'd still be there. No part of his body was left untouched, the whip had grazed his jaw a few times but that was it. Fenrir Greyback had gladly walked down to deliver a few good punches to a living punching back for an hour or so, but it was the day Bellatrix's vault had been robbed that Finn would be punished the worst. Yet, what dug under the Dark Lord's skin the most was that Finn had shown no fear of him or Bellatrix, something he and the Witch equally found irritating. They thrived on pain and fear.

Voldemort had murdered everyone from Gringotts, but he'd saved his most favorite part for last when he summoned Fenrir for one particular reason and Finn laughed at Voldemort's fear as the Dark Lord paced around the blood covered floor in anger, terror was clear in his eyes, "For the last time, where is my daughter, Malfoy…" Voldemort growled, this had Finn laughing painfully hard, even more so when Bellatrix had begun to deliver punches of her own screaming at him to fess up regarding the baby girl, "Bellatrix! Enough…" Voldemort said shoving the woman aside.

This was what Finn had been waiting for, "Your daughter? That's what's funny, your daughter… She isn't your daughter Tom, she never was, and never will be… You signed her life and guardianship over to me, foraged Bellatrix's name and everything and the mother doesn't even know she was robbed of her only child by the very father. You didn't sign me as the Godfather. You gave me full custody. That's what's funny… She isn't your daughter Bellatrix. She's mine… and the funniest part of it all, birth records won't even be able to help you, because when she was born there were no birth records made for her with your names on it… The names on her birth records are mine and a different name under the mother's, Delphini isn't even her name anymore Tom, and I'll never say her name, not to any of you… Bellatrix, the day you have birth, I was given custody, by Voldemort himself. However, I went behind my uncles and everyone's backs and got more documents, a death record to be exact. Your child is in the system as a still born baby girl. Delphini Lestrange is dead to everyone's knowledge. You'll never find her. None of you will, and you invade my mind to get the information because I'm immune to it. You're just going to be chasing your tails in circles." Finn knew he was going to be suffering the worst this time, but the look on Bellatrix's face of utter horror and disbelief and Voldemort's enraging expression that he'd been tricked and by far 'out foxed' had the Dark Lord seething.

Finn would gladly take this pain if it meant his daughter's safety from the two of them.

"He's all yours Fenrir."

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