Can't be angry with such a fast update even if it is super short! Anyway, As I said, I know it's short, but it gets to the point, I'm not a man that likes to drag things out unnecessarily so we're getting to what matters, the Triwizard Tournament and its many social functions.

There were too many questions to answer.

Dany felt like there was no point to such things regardless, she had people to protect and things to do, really.

Her best friends were not those that stood around waiting for answers to appear before them though, and instead took action while others floundered about trying to figure out what was going on.

Thus Dany was dragged on as the screams of the innocent drowned out her hearing and she struggled on against her best friend's impeccable grips through the panicking crowds.

It shocked her to a point that so many people would react with such chaotic fear at a small act of terrorism. She understood what caused that fear, truly, there was no such visage as terrifying as the face of the unknown after all, but really, this was just stupid.

"What the literal fuck is even going on!?"

Fine, she said what she was thinking, Hermione though was able to keep her head together far better than she could apparently.

"Death Eaters, or blokes dressed like them anyway, come on we need to keep moving!"

Death Eaters.

Pure Blood Supremacists

The bloody mother fuckers who destroyed Draco's entire life and-

"BOMBARDA!"

Dany didn't even realize she cast the charm at the group of masked men tormenting a woman, and she didn't give a shit that their limbs went flying in a spray of blood and viscera as she approached their victim and began casting healing charms over her ravaged body.

"Hold still please," she muttered as Harry and Mia ran up to her sides, all while running her diagnostics.

Mia pulled a vial from her bag and without even questioning it Dany took it in hand and fed the fluid down the woman's throat while giving her a fake smile and false platitudes.

It worked at the the very least.

Her patient stabilizing a few moments later Dancia jumped to her feet marching on, slightly irritated that Harry took the forward position as they guided more people to safety.

Her mind was becoming cloudy, her perception off kilter, and for the first time in her second life, Draco Malfoy was coming to the forefront as dark curses flung from her wand and idiots in stupid costumes fell to their deaths.

She did not care, and that worried her while at the same time not.

How odd.

Dany and her friends prowled on when they came upon a group of Death Eaters tormenting the muggle who owned the property and his family. He was babbling platitudes, begging that they spare his wife an daughters, and the gathered Death Eaters just laughed as they japed over who got to take the youngest child first.

Dany only had her wand half raised when she heard a voice beside her hiss out, "Crucio."

Eyes widening she glanced over to Harry who looked like he was about to commit murder, his wand still up, and his eyes glowing.

The others went down to stunning charms thanks to Dany and Mia, Harry though...

He stared down at the man under his curse for a time, head tilted to the side as he fully absorbed what he was doing, and after a minute he released the unforgivable curse and turned away from the twitching man.

They began walking away from the area when Harry finally muttered out "Things are about to get bad, aren't they?"

Before either of his witches could reply a glowing green image appeared in the sky.

It was a skull with serrated teeth, with a snake slithering out of its maw and soon barred its fangs to all who took in its presence.

Both Dany and Mia pulled close to Harry and for the first time in his existence, he saw them both look terrified.

He hated it.

Wrapping his arms around the pair he glared up at the sky with a feeling of dread, and a sense of seething, unending hatred.

No one, no one at all was taking this life from him.

No. One.

Dany broke loose from him a few moments later and approached the still spasming man and pointed her wand at him in a menacing manner before drawling out, "Paying attention?"

The man behind the mask stared at her a few moments before nodding, she smiled in response.

"Excellent, now you are going to tell me who organized this evenings events, or you are going to loose your right hand as well."

The man froze, then muttered out, "My...right hand? What about my left hand?"

Dancia's smile turned into a positively macabre grin as she pointed her wand at said appendage and muttered, "Reducto."

As blood, flesh, and bone went flying she leaned forward and grinned viciously at her now screaming captive, "The left hand was none negotiable. Now, who was responsible for the attack tonight?"

As Dany's blue eyes glowed brightly, the man sprawled out before her began sobbing out his confession.

The answers she received were...surprising to say the least.

"How the bloody hell did that idiot receive orders from a long dead Death Eater?!" Harry spat out as they ducked between the burned down husks of the tents surrounding them.

Dany sighed while Mia rolled her eyes before replying, "If we knew that then we would have told you dear, honestly Harry cut it with the redundant questions."

Before he could respond they stumbled upon a group of Aurors and were soon escorted to a Ministry floo and sent home, none of them argued and quickly left the premises.

Dancia stared down at her hands in a state of semi-shock, seated firmly on the love seat in her family's sitting room with her best friends, trying to collect her thoughts. Which were, quite frankly spiriting about her like phantom wisps caught in the winds.

Regardless she pulled her knees up to her chin while trying to ignore Harry and Mia's sleeping forms and continued to stay motionless until Dora entered the room. She met her sister's gaze evenly for a time and eventually, she decided to voice what she had sussed out what had led to the nights rather turbulent events.

"Sis...who was in charge of the investigation on the attack of the Longbottoms back in '81?"

Tonks blinked, then shrugged, "Errr... Barty Crouch senior I think...I'd have to look it up to be sure, but...You're frowning...what?"

Dancia facepalmed and nodded, "Yeah...Fuck..."

Dany is the only one who put the clues together and it doesn't even help after the matter, that is madness inducing.

To those who haven't clued in on it, Barty Junior is dead on paper.

Have fun with that.

Hope you enjoyed!