Chapter 86: The Many Shades Of Black
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{"Everybody sees...And everyone agrees...That you and I are wrong...And it's been that way too long...Take it as it comes...And be thankful when it's done...There's so many ways to act...And there's many shades of black...There's so many shades of black...There's so many shades of black..."}The Raconteurs/Adele
The Corridors, Hogwarts Castle, Scotland...
Ursula Black marched through the corridors with her wand gripped tightly in her hands. She had but one mission and she was determined to see it through. Her dark eyes scanned the grounds until she came across a very smug looking James Sirius Potter chatting it up with his Gryffindor cronies. Rage had been burning deep in her chest as she stalked over toward them. The dark eyes of the cocky Potter fell on her immediately.
"Well...well..." he said with a smug smirk. "If it isn't Ursula Black...Snape's girl if I am not mistaken...what brings you all the way over here...did Snape Jr. prove to be as disappointing in the sack as he is on the Quidditch field."
This petty jest seemed to be a real hit with the Gryffindors. Ursula however, simply glared at the pompous arse with indifference.
"Phaeron has just as much right to be on that field as you." she replied surprisingly neutral in her temperament.
James II rolled his eyes.
"Look it's not my fault Snape Jr. went and got himself banned from the game." he said. "It was Dumbledore's call...and a damn good one...who knows when that baby death eater was going to use the match as an excuse to seriously hurt someone."
Ursula rolled her eyes.
"You know I've heard that you were full of yourself baby Potter but I have to say it is amazing seeing it in person." she said with a wicked grin. "Snape may have been a death eater...but he isn't the only murderer yet to be brought to justice...in fact...you should examine your own pitiful little family before accusing someone of being bad of society."
James II glared at her almost murderously for having the audacity to mention his family.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he asked.
"Just what I said Potter." replied Ursula with a wicked smirk. "Perhaps your sorry excuse for a father isn't as much a model citizen as he pretends to be."
This got James II's blood boiling and he immediately drew his wand.
"Will you look at that...baby Potter's murderous instinct at it's finest." said Ursula taunting him.
"You have some gall bad-mouthing my father Slytherin bitch." said James II leaping over the Gryffindors he had been speaking with and seizing Ursula by her throat. "A whore like you needs to be taught a lesson."
James II aimed his wand at Ursula intending to hex her in the most painful of ways. She simply smirked and laughed off his threats. Her dark eyes running over him as if he were a merely insignificant insect buzzing about.
"Expelliamus!" she shouted launching Potter halfway across the grounds.
The other Gryffindors jumped up grabbing for their wands.
"You're going to pay for that bitch!" shouted Cameron.
Ursula smirked and flicked her wand again. This time causing the brute to fall flat on his face. Across the grounds, Albus Severus Potter saw the fighting going on and rushed over drawing his wand with his good arm. He immediately started hexing a few Gryffindors who looked like they were about to join in the fray.
Scorpius noted the hexes flying and grabbed his wand as well. He began dueling a few by standing Gryffindors as well. He had been joined by Ziare and Carlo Reddy.
Before long it was a full on Slytherin Vs. Gryffindor battle-royal.
Other Slytherin crested students thought it their duty to aid their fellow housemates. Gryffindor had done the same as more and more students went from attending class to flooding the corridors in a full on hexing and fist fighting brawl. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had stood by not knowing which side to root for.
Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts Castle, Scotland...
Phaeron Snape awoke to the sound of rumbling and immediately searched for Ursula. There had been no sign of the young Slytherin witch as the raven haired wizard pulled on his clothes forgetting perhaps in his haste to button his frock coat and long sleeve white shirt. His lengthy raven hair had been covering his sleepy pale face. The rumbling got louder the closer Phaeron got to the surface. He reached the top step and found that the corridor had been flooded with students all trying to get a glimpse of the action.
He could hear hexes being cast and both sides causing injury to the other. Everything had been quite confusing as he made his way toward the grounds where he was immediately set upon by a Gryffindor punk who attempted to deliver a blow to his face. With speed unheard of since his father, Phaeron side stepped the blow and watched the would be attacker fall to the ground.
He turned his attention back to the massive rumble of Slytherin students and Gryffindors. It was like something out of a strange muggle history book with students intent on doing each other harm while screaming at the top of their lungs why their views were to be taken seriously. He had heard from a Ravenclaw on looker that Ursula and Potter had been in a fight and the other's jumped in.
"She's not here Phaeron." said the 4th year Ravenclaw.
"Where did she go Horace?" asked Phaeron worried about his girlfriend.
It had been a strange sensation, given all that had transpired between them only a few short hours ago. He felt very protective of Ursula more so than he had ever before.
"The Headmaster's office I think." replied the Ravenclaw Horace. "She didn't go alone...she and your buddies took Potter and his friends there."
"Is the old man in?" asked Phaeron.
"No." replied Horace. "Dumbledore was in the Great Hall when all this started happening."
"Alright, thanks Horace." said Phaeron grateful.
"Don't mention it." said Horace. He had been quite sympathetic to the events on behalf of Slytherin. "I may be a Ravenclaw but I too understand Dumbledore's obvious bias for Gryffindor."
"Good to know." said Phaeron.
He took his leave of Horace and made his way toward the Headmaster's office.
The Headmaster's Office...
Ursula Black marched over toward Albus Dumbledore's desk and sat in his chair. She kicked her feet up muddying his parchments and helping herself to his various containers of muggle candy. The portraits on the wall glared murderously at her until she waved her wand in their general direction. The specters all cringed and hid away with the exception of one. Severus Sebastian Snape, former Headmaster of Hogwarts. His obsidian eyes took in the sorry case before him. A deranged young witch was allowed to assume control of Hogwarts in a matter of seconds and Dumbledore had been none the wiser to her true motives.
"Hello Severus." said Ursula with a wicked grin upon her pale face.
Albus Severus and the others looked at her confused.
"Ursula?" asked Ziare concerned about her mental state.
"What?" asked Ursula not tearing her eyes away from Severus Snape's portrait. "He's a portrait it's not like he'll punish me for calling him by his first name."
"I guess." said Carlo thinking to himself how this girl was a few bricks short of a load.
She turned her attention to James Sirius Potter.
"So baby Potter." she spat with a wicked smirk in place. "What was it you called me before...Slytherin bitch was it?"
She proceeded to crush the mouthy teen's fingers in his left hand grinding her rather edgy heel into his hand. Potter II screamed out in pain. Albus Severus bristle at the sound. He had not liked his older brother's attitude and antics but he was not for causing him physical harm.
"That's enough Ursula." he said.
The deranged young witch smirked up at him and shrugged.
"Have it your way." she said making her way back to Dumbledore's desk.
"How long is this going to go on?" asked Carlo. "How long do you intend to keep the riot going?"
"As long as it takes for the old buzzard to adhere to my list of demands." she replied. "He cannot get away with his obvious bias and expect us not to make known how we feel about being treated like second class citizens...Phaeron deserves better than his...his father was a war hero too but Dumbledork doesn't seem to give a damn about what he's lost compared to Potter."
Ursula glared at the now crying teen who layed on his back clutching his broken hand. He might very well be unable to play Quidditch after all is said and done. Of course that was merely what Ursula had in mind as a consolation prize.
"Dumbledore is to give us what we want or his school is going to remain in chaos." she said licking her bottom lip in a rather unsettling manner.
Her dark eyes flicked back up to the portrait of Severus Snape.
The Ministry of Magical Offices...
Lucius Malfoy had been in the middle of enjoying his well put together lunch when he found himself being gripped by startling news. Hogwarts had been seized in a coup staged by Slytherin students and Dumbledore found himself sealed in the Great Hall along with the other members of the staff. The handsome blond wizard immediately jumped up from his desk and made a b-line for the floo. He had been stunned to find that it had been disconnected.
"What in the devil is going on over there?" he asked.
Then the thought of his young god-son entered his mind.
"Bloody hell." he said and rushed out of the building.
Lucius chose to apparate to Snape and Hermione's place. They were not going to like this. But if there was one way to keep Phaeron from being expelled it was by bringing his antics to his parents attention. At the very least Severus was going to hear about this.
Not far from him...down the hall where the office of Aurors had been located, Harry James Potter took off toward the local apparation point. His son had been one of the hostages in the Slytherin revolt and he had not known the status of Lily Luna or Albus Severus. He had been extremely fearful of something like this happening since that day on the Quidditch field.
If there had been a slight chance that Phaeron Snape knew that he had murdered Snape during the second wizarding war...The auror made his way to Hogwarts with every intention of putting an end to this before it got out of hand. He had just hoped he could talk Phaeron down and keep his family safe.
Lankershim High school, Boylstein, England...
Professor Sidney Sinclair loosened his tie and fumbled with his briefcase. He had known about the massive Slytherin revolt at Hogwarts and he had done his best to keep Hermione from hearing about it to no avail. The enraged bushy haired witch took off nearly forgetting about her pregnancy and that they were in the middle of the muggle world. She had not been spotted as she took off to the school. Snape rolled his eyes as he made his way to the apparation point out of the sight of the muggles.
He lept into the air and apparated to Hogwarts castle. One way or the other the wizarding world was going to know about his survival. He figured the least he could do was be there in person to defend his wife and son. There was no telling what Harry Potter would be bound to do with the knowledge that his own son had been taken hostage by Slytherin students.
And he had known from personal experience that Harry Potter was not to be trusted even with a sorted lack of information.