I stretched my limbs and glared at the terminal behind us as Thalia, Astrid, and I left the London airport.

"Thalia, I'm thankful that your dad didn't blast us out of the sky, but did he have to give us turbulence the entire flight?" Astrid grumbled.

Astrid was a hispanic daughter of Hermes who joined the Hunters a year after I did. We had been inseparable ever since. She reminded me of a small latino elf with large chocolate brown eyes and black hair that shone with red highlights in the sun. Every year for her birthday, we would get her a new lock for her to pick. She had a habit of stealing anything she could get her hands on and loved her twin katanas, a gift from her father when she joined the Hunters.

Something I've noticed about the Hunters is that the gods are sad that pretty girls swear off love, but when their own daughters join, they're okay with it. Heck, they even encourage it.

I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly. "Sorry 'bout that. Just because Uncle Z says it's okay for one ride doesn't mean it has to be a good ride."

Thalia shrugged and rubbed her arms. "Yeah, well I have it worse off. I never like flying to begin with, now, I downright hate it."

"Melody Potter?"

I flinched and turned to see Mad-Eye Moody, a long time friend of James.

"It's Pearl," I corrected him. "Melody Pearl. Call me Potter and I'll be removing certain… assets with a dull spoon."

Moody grinned at me toothily. "You'll do alright, girl. Well, hurry up! We haven't got all day and we don't want to attract Death Eaters, do we?"

Thalia smirked. "I like him."

Astrid rolled her eyes and led the way following Moody.

Mady-Eye led us around the back to an alleyway where he picked up a rotted boot. "Grab on," he told us gruffly. "It's set to go off in a few minutes."

I resignedly grabbed a shoe lace and my sisters hurried to follow my example. Three seconds later and we were hurled across town.

The portkey dropped us off in front of the street where Grimmauld Place was hidden in muggle London. Thalia staggered over to the bushes and threw up while Asrtid looked a little queasy.

"That was horrible," Thalia gasped out when she was finished. "First time?" Moody asked. I raised an eyebrow. "Problem?"

He barked out a laugh. "I like you, lass. You'll do just fine."

He led us to the front door of Grimmauld Place when the house appeared between eleven and thirteen. He let us inside and showed us to the dining room.

The only thing keeping me from being squashed in a hug by Lily when I walked in were my instincts. Within seconds, my bow was drawn with the arrow pointing at her forehead. When I realized that no, it was not an attack, I put my bow away and glared at her.

"Piss off," I said, my British accent coming back a little in my anger. "It's been twelve years. You do not get to hug me."

Lily Potter looked at me with wide fearful eyes. "But I missed you," she blubbered. "I am so, so sorry for what happened―"

I held up my hand, cutting her off. "I'mma stop you right there," I snarled. "You are not my mother. My mother figure is back in America where I would gladly still be if I had a say, but the leader of my family ordered me here. If I had a choice, I would leave you to rot and would only take care of your Riddle problem if he darkened my home's shores. I don't know you. I hate you. You have no business hugging me. Piss. Off."

I pushed past Lily and sat down at one side of the long table, Asrtid and Thalia on either side of me. Thalia leaned back in her chair and kicked her combat boots up on the table to the disgust of Molly Weasly. Astrid put on her usual front when she meets new people―a prim and proper princess. I turned my chair around and sat in it backwards.

I propped my arms on the back of the chair and rested my chin on my arms. "Down to business," I said. "What are their numbers? Have you taken down supply trains? How many Death Eaters have been taken out. What are your numbers? What supplies do you have? Has anyone been taken out recently?"

"My dear girl," Dumbledore started, and I cut him off by slamming my hands on the tabletop. "I'mma go with no," I growled. "I don't know you. I am not your dear anything. You may refer to me as Miss. Pearl, that's it."

"You tell 'em, cuz," Thalia smirked.

"And who are you?" Erik Potter demanded.

"This is Astrid Daywing and Thalia, my sisters," I introduced them.

"Sisters?" Lily asked, shocked. I snorted. "I have a huge family. The biggest one in the world."

"Where have you been these past twelve years, Miss. Pearl?" Dumbledore asked. "And how are you so young?"

Astrid, Thalia, and I exchanged looks before I waved my hand, shutting and locking all doors and placing a sound barrier around the room.

Thalia straightened up and Astrid stood by the door, crossing her arms.

"We're only telling you this because our king commanded it to be so," I informed the Order of the Phoenix. "Nothing leaves this room."

I stood up and drew one of my knives. "James," I barked. "Come here."

James Potter made his way to me and I slashed downwards. He yelped in surprise when the blade passed through his wrist. "Thank you," I said. "You may sit down."

I turned to the Order who were gaping at me. "This is Celestial Bronze," I told them holding up my knife. "It only cuts those it deems worthy. And by worthy, I mean, gods, monsters, demigods, Titans, and Legacies. You see," I grinned nastily as Lily paled drastically. "Our dear Lily Potter cheated on her husband twenty seven-ish years ago. Lily here is a daughter of Aphrodite and a Legacy of Hecate. I am a daughter of Poseidon ans Legacies of Aphrodite and Hecate. My darling brother is a legacy of Hecate and Aphrodite, but he inherited nothing from them, obviously. Kind of like Hercules in the sense that I'm a demigod and he's not."

"Who are those people and why should we care about them?" Ron Wealsy asked proudly.

"Magicals," I rolled my eyes. "They think they know so much better that they don't pay attention to muggles."

"Let's put it this way," Thalia leaned foreward. "The goddess of magic, Hecate, created the Wizarding World because she was board. Your so called 'muggleborns' are really her children or are mortals blessed by her. They are actually more powerful that purebloods because their magical core hasn't been depleted as much. Blood purity is non existent."

"The only reason the gods haven't destroyed the Wizarding World is because some of their kids are here," Astrid piped up from the door. "Or trust me, there would be nothing left but dust and a distant memory. The gods aren't too happy with the issues there are today."

"Wait a minute," Hermione Granger said. "You mean the Greek gods? They're real?"

"Very much so," I said. "And what was the thing they did most in the myths? Run around and have kids with mortals. Do you really think they would change their ways after three thousand years?"

"You're demigods," Hermione said in disbelief. "And your parents?"

"Zeus," Thalia raised her hand. "Hermes and Poseidon," she pointed to Astrid and I respectively.

"May we move on?" I asked irritated. Everyone nodded their consent so I plowed on ahead.

"I was camping out in the Forbidden Forest when I ran away. I ran into a Hunter of Artemis one day and she brought me to Artemis. I joined the Hunt and have been roaming with her and the rest of my sisters ever since."

"The Hunters of Artemis?" Fred Weasly asked.

"We're her companions," Astrid explained. "We hunt with her. We cannot die unless we break our oath or fall in battle."

"Your oath?" Dumbledore asked, an interested glint in his eye. I held up a hand. "I'mma stop you right there. Begging the gods for things is never a good idea. If you try to achieve immortality on your own, Hades'll be pissed. It has to be offered and given to you."

"As for our oath," Thalia continued where I left off. "We swear to be an eternal maidan like out goddess. We swear off men and romantic love. It's very rare fo a Hunter to break her oath."

"So you're half god and you've been running around with an immortal band of teenage girls with a goddess who hates men for the past twelve years," Hermione summarized. "Yup," Thalia popped the p.

"I think you've got it," Astrid nodded.

Astrid stepped away from the door and Thalia propped her feet up on the table again. I sat down and took down the privacy wards.

"Back to our questions," Thalia said. "What have you done so far?"

The Order of the Flaming Chicken looked at each other. "Well," Remus Lupin started. "We've taken down Death Eater we've come across and brought them to the Ministry―"

"Stop," I interrupted him. "The Ministry's practically run by Death Eaters, everyone knows this."

"What else should we do?" Molly asked.

"Kill them," Thalia said bluntly.

The kitchen erupted into shouting.

"Enough!" I shouted, slamming my palms onto the table. The room was silenced. "You are in war," I seethed. "Act like it! It's time to take off the kiddie gloves and fight! They are shooting to kill. They will not hesitate to do what needs to be done. We shouldn't either! Yes, killing is bad, but this is in self defense! You are all idiots in the shape of humans! Get your heads in the game. It's kill or be killed, and I don't know about you, but I'd rather live."

I stood up. "Thalia, Astrid, let's go. We can fight our own war much better, we don't need them."

Astrid threw a smoke bomb on the ground.

We were gone before they realized we had left.

…

"Idiots," Thalia seethed. "Idiots, all of them. This is war, not some kind of water balloon fight!"

Astrid looked up from where she was by the fire. "I can see why you ran away, Melody," Astrid admitted. "At first I was like, 'Ah, magic!' Now I'm like, 'Ah, idiots!'"

"What's our game plan?" Thalia asked me. "We need to destroy their base of operations and any other building they might use," I decided. "Last I heard, the Death Eaters operated out of Malfoy Manor."

"What are we waiting for?" Thalia asked. "Let's go!"

I smiled. "Wait. if we catch them during a meeting, we can potentially kill off some of the major players and get a random lackey to get information out of."

Astrid smirke mischievously. "I like the sound of that."

"To Malfoy Manor?" Thalia asked.

"To Malfoy Manor," I confirmed.

…

"I'm repeating my earlier statement," Thalia hissed to me as we watched from the bushes. "They're all idiots."

Death Eaters were walking up to the Manor, showing their Dark Mark to the gate so they could be let through, and walking inside to the meeting to where we could see Riddle sitting at the head of the dining room table through a window.

Idiots.

"That's the last of them, let's go," Thalia said and was about to go down to the Manor when I stopped her. "Wait," I hissed. "There are wards on the Manor. We need to take them down first."

Astrid smirked. "No we don't. Can you make us invisible?" I nodded and cast my strongest Disillusionment charm. Astrid grabbed my hand and I grabbed Thalia. Astrid led us down the hill and to the gate.

Astrid stopped abruptly, and because I couldn't see her, I ran into her. Thalia ran into me and we stumbled around a bit before stopping completely.

"Oh my sweet Hermes," Astrid whimpered. "It's beautiful."

"It's a gate," Thalia deadpanned somewhere from my left.

"Yes!" Astrid said. "It's a gate! And it's the most beautiful gate I have ever seen! I think I'm going to cry."

"Please don't," I begged her. "I really don't need to deal with that right now."

"I think I'm in love," Astrid said. "I think I have to leave the Hunt now because I've fallen in love with this gate."

"Is she okay?" Thalia asked me. I shrugged before remembering she couldn't see me.

"No offense, Melody, I mean, I love that you guys get me really cool locks to pick, but it's not the same as this," Astrid said. "This? This right here? This is a masterpiece. I've never seen a gate like this before. This right here is a challenge."

It sounded like Astrid dug around in her bag for a bit before I heard the gate rattling around. We stood there for five minutes before the gate creaked open, all of the wards bypassed by the daughter of Hermes.

"That was incredible," Astrid said happily. "I haven't felt this much of a rush since I robbed that police station in Arkansas."

I made an odd squeaking noise. "I thought we agreed never to speak of that again!" I hissed to her.

Astrid laughed and grabbed my hand again before dragging Thalia and I down the path to the front door.

"Now I'm really curious," Thalia whispered to me as Astrid picked the lock on the front door. "What happened in Arkansas?"

I felt my face turn beet red and was thankful Thalia couldn't see me. "Nothing!" I whispered harshly to me.

We crept down the hallway and opened the first door. It was a study. "Take anything you want," I told my sisters. "Just be careful. The Malfoys are a notoriously Dark family. You never know what they have lying around."

Astrid squealed in excitement and I saw a bunch of items randomly disappear in midair in the office. When we stripped the office of everything we wanted, we planted Greek Fire bombs and moved onto the other rooms in the Manor and continued the pattern.

It's at times like these that I'm glad our bags are enchanted to never run out of room.

We took the entire library, you never know what we might need later on. Jewelry was pilfered and Astrid took it upon herself to find every money stash hidden in the house. It was when we got to the basement that my blood began boiling.

"How could they?" Thalia seethed. "This is inhumane!"

Four large cages were in each corner of te large basement. Inside the cages were bodies of muggles. They had clearly tortured them if any of the fancy devices or blood stains on the ground to go off of them. Eventually, the muggles must have died rather than be tortured.

"May they find peace in the Underworld," Astrid whispered sadly. Unfortunately, we didn't have time to give them proper burials. If we wanted to get some of the Death Eaters at their meeting, we would need to set the place ablaze soon.

We dumped Greek Fire bombs in the center of the room and left as quickly as we could.

We crept to the dining room where the meeting was taking place. I concentrated and the select Death Eater that needed to die were bound in place, mainly the rich lords who were funding their operation.

Thalia was planning on creeping up behind Draco Malfoy and holding a knife to his throat. He was only in the Inner Circle because he was riding on his daddy's power and money. He would know enough about the Death Eater to get us some good information and he wasn't high up enough to have practiced withstanding torture.

Ahem.

I mean, withstand the Hunters interrogating males.

There we go.

I gave Thalia a minute to get into place before I pressed the charges that caused the bombs to explode. The Death Eaters began panicking and ran out of the dining room to the front lawn where they could disapparate.

Riddle, unfortunately, was powerful enough that her could disapparate from where he was sitting, regardless of the wards.

Nobody noticed the lords unable to move and beginning to burn alive.

I dropped the Disillusionment charm and my sisters and I were visible. Astrid pried Draco's wand out of his fingers and I grabbed my sisters before disapparating out of the burning Manor.

…

We landed on a cliff near our campsite. Thalia bound Draco in Celestial Bronze ropes and Astrid snapped his wand in front of his face. The blonde ferret whimpered.

"That's right," I smiled coldly. "There's no escape."

"Wait till my father hears about this!" he shouted. "He'll kill you all and then you'll be sorry!"

Astrid burst out laughing.

I crouched down in front of Draco where he was on the ground. "Guess what?" I asked him. My voice dropped to a whisper. "Daddy can't save you now."

Thalia smirked. "I'm pretty sure he went up in flames back there," she mimed an explosion.

"Well," Astrid said. "To business."

Within no time at all, she had constructed a harness and put Draco inside before dropping him over the side of the cliff. "You're going to answer our questions or you'll run the risk of being dropped over the edge," I told him.

He tilted his head back and saw the sea and sharp rocks hundreds of feet below him. He looked back up at us. "Never!" he shouted. "I shall not reveal my Lord's secrets!"

Astrid sighed in mock sadness. "He asked for it."

She let go of the rope and let Malfoy fall. He screamed as he raced towards the sea below the cliff.

He abruptly stopped as Astrid grabbed the rope and yanked him back up to that he could see us.

"That was just a taste," she grinned wickedly. "And now we're in a game of Will I, Will I not."

"Will I, Will I Not?" Draco asked.

She laughed. "Of course! Will I drop you, or will I let you life another day?"

She let him go and caught him again to Draco's terrified whimpers.

"You know," Astrid contemplated when she caught him again. "I don't think he's getting the message. I think it's time for some shock therapy. Thalia?"

The daughter of Zeus grinned. "Right."

Thalia hauled him up and tied him to a nearby tree. "Ready?" she asked Draco. "Okay!"

Lightning arced from her finger tips and lit Draco up like a Christmas tree. He screamed as the electricity burned his nerves. After a few seconds, Thalia stopped and she beamed. "That was fun," she told Malfoy. "Shall we play again?"

"Oh!" I raised my hand. "My turn, my turn!"

I conjured a tub of water and shoved Malfoy's head into the water. He fought against me but I forced him down harder.

After of minute of being held under the water, I let him up to breathe. "Now," I said. "You're going to tell us everything you know about the Death Eaters, where they live, the locations of the Manors, and anything and everything you know about the so called 'Dark Lord'. Kapeesh?"

Funnily enough, he started talking.

…

The next day there was an article in the Daily Prophet about how Malfoy Manor was burned to the ground. But the front page was about how the Malfoy heir appeared in front of the Wizengamot via portkey with his Dark Mark showing looking frazzled and terrified, blabbering about how the Hunters were coming.

And they were coming for Riddle.

Well, Rita Skeeter got one thing right.

We were coming.

And we were coming soon.

...

I am on fire! An update yesterday, an update today! Well? What do you think? Yes, no, maybe so? What about Astrid? Review!

On the interrogation scene, this is war, that's going to be the only torture scene, but there will be death and bloodshed later. If I get a review later saying that the Hunters seemed a little eager to torture Malfoy, it was because Malfoy is an excellent example of why girls join the Hunt. They were also just trying to freak him out and get him to spill because they needed information if they were going to kill Riddle.

Review!

~mirasecret