Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and Akame Ga Kill is owned by Takahiro and Tetsuya Tashiro. I own nothing.

Nott Sr. made his to the Hall of Prophecies within the Department of Mysteries. The room was filled with high shelves lined with small orbs that looked like they contained smoke swirling around within them. Below each orb there was a plaque with an engraving of the seer's name as well as the person it was meant for or pertaining to.

He knew that it would be impossible for him to remove any of these prophecies. Only a person about whom a prophecy was made for could remove it from its stand, and since none were made about him it would prove futile. But his purpose here today was not to remove a prophecy. He was just checking up on one.

Nott was one of the few members of the Dark Lord's inner circle who knew about the prophecy pertaining to Dark Lord and Harry Potter, he considered it to be one of the greatest honors of his life. Although Nott did not know the contents of the prophecy he did know that whatever it stated was important to his Lord.

Even though he believed his Lord to be gone from this world, Nott still believed in the ideas which had been preached. Coming here and viewing the prophecy made him feel like his Lord was still here in some way shape or form. It just made him feel that there was hope for the Lord's plans to come to fruition. He had only brought Crabbe and Goyle along for security and to make sure any unspeakables who were working stayed away from the Hall of Prophecies. The two of them had wandered off someplace maybe even into another room to check for anyone working, and make sure they stayed away from the room he was in. He thought that he was alone, but he heard what he thought to be footsteps behind him.

However when he glanced back he saw no one. Perhaps it was nothing. Maybe it was just his paranoia getting the better of him. After all it wouldn't do well for his public appearance if a former Death Eater was seen near a prophecy about the Dark Lord.

Deciding that he had stayed here long enough Nott began walking towards where the door was. Right as his hand touched the knob he felt a pair of hands grab a hold of him. He tried to struggle out of it and reach for his wand, but before he had time to process anything further he felt his neck being twisted at a sickening angle. He couldn't move. He felt himself paralyzed, but for him he not need to wait long for death, as his neck was soon broken.

Tatsumi let go of the body of whose neck he had snapped and it crumpled to the floor, a motionless heap. If he had to honest with himself he actually felt bad. He had killed people before of course, but Nott had been completely unarmed and unaware of what was going on. He thought about Aria and she was unarmed, but she had also tortured his friends. He killed her not just out of anger for what she had done, but also to ensure that she would never be able to do that to anyone else ever again.

He may not have known Nott, but Sirius said that he was once a Death Eater, and apparently one of the worst if what Sirius said was to be believed. He told himself that in the hopes of knowing that someone as evil as Nott was no longer around to spread his influence.

Dragging the body of Nott behind a few out of the way shelves, Tatsumi turned and left the room through the door Nott had entered through. As soon as he crossed the threshold of the door and into the other room Tatsumi knew something was off.

The first thing being was that this was not the room he had come from when he followed Nott in. This room was circular and had an archway in the center with a black veil hanging from it.

The second thing that was off was the arch itself. Despite the there being no draft or wind in the room what so ever the veil was blowing ever so lightly, almost like it was tempting him to come and see what was on the other side.

Spotting another door just on the other side of the room Tatsumi began walking towards it not wanting to spend a second longer in the room he was currently in. just as he was about to open the door Tatsumi heard what he believed to be a faint voice coming from behind him. Turning around there was no one there. Just the arch with the veil.

He heard the voice again it seemed to be coming from the veil. It can't be, Tatsumi thought as he continued to stare at the veil. "Was that voice Bro's?" he asked himself.

Tatsumi walked towards the arch and walked all the way around it. It was the same on both sides no one else was in the room. As he kept staring at the veil he began to hear other voices. Voices of Scheele, and Sayo, and Ieyasu it was as if they were whispering to him, calling him closer. Tatsumi dropped to his knees as Incursio dissolved from his body, his eyes starting to water up. Just what was this thing? Could he talk to the friends that he had lost, is that what this veil was?

He was about to reach out towards the veil when he became aware of footsteps behind him. Quickly turning around he found two large goons whom he recognized as Crabbe and Goyle Sr. based on their appearance. How could he have lost sight of those two? They weren't in that orb room with Nott, maybe that was why. He had been so concentrated on Nott that he had neglected to keep his eyes peeled for the other two.

The two of them sneered at him as they raised their wands at him. Before he could re-equip Incursio Goyle Sr. began to utter a curse, but before he could complete it he found himself with a sword thrust through his chest. Crabbe Sr. saw his companion fall next to him, and before he could even process what was going on his head left his shoulders.

Akame took off the Invisibility Cloak becoming visible. Tatsumi couldn't be more grateful. He had let his guard down and probably would have died if she hadn't shown up. "Are you alright?" She asked.

Tatsumi nodded. "Yeah thanks to you?" She smiled and nodded in appreciation. "I managed to take out Nott," he told her. "What about you?"

"I found the one named Macnair," Akame told him. "I met up with Chelsea already, so I decided to check the lower floors for you."

"Well I'm glad you showed up when you did," Tatsumi thanked again. "I got a bit distracted by this thing." He gestured to the veiled archway. "I don't know what it is but for some reason I heard Bro's voice. Scheele's too. I don't know, maybe I was just imagining it."

"No," Akame said looking at the arch. "I can hear them too." Well it was nice to know that he wasn't just imagining them.

"So what do you think this is?" Tatsumi asked as he glanced back at the veil that continued to lightly billow in the non-existent breeze.

"I don't know," Akame told him. "But I don't like it."

"Yeah it is creepy," Tatsumi agreed. "But do you think we would be able to talk with them?" he took a step closer to the veil.

"Tatsumi," Akame spoke to him.

"I mean it is their voices," Tatsumi continued talking. "I mean I know they're dead, but it could be like a way to speak to dead people." He stepped closer still until he was just within arm's reach of the black veil. "I wonder if…" as he reached towards the veil he felt Akame grip his other hand, snapping him out of his trance.

"Tatsumi," She said again. "Don't."

"What? Why what is-,"

"You promised me before that you wouldn't die," Akame said her eyes full of pleading. "So please don't touch it."

It was obvious to him that Akame genially believed that this veil meant nothing but trouble and it was enough to make her worry. He hated seeing her like that remembering the night after they lost Scheele. Much like that night Tatsumi knocked some sense into himself as he hit himself on his jaw. "Sorry for making you worry Akame," Tatsumi said as he wiped a thin stream of blood from his face as a result of his punch. "Just had to knock some sense into myself again that's all," he said looking onto her worried expression. "Let's leave this room alright?"

Akame nodded a slight smile working its way onto her face clearly relieved. Walking with her towards the door Tatsumi couldn't help but to glance back one last time at the arch and veil that was still billowing unnaturally, and then towards his side to Akame who was walking beside him. He thought of all the times they had shared together, and the smile that she rarely let anyone see. Seeing that side of Akame made him feel happier than he ever had in his life and he knew that he would choose her every time. He would always keep that promise no matter what.

Cornelius Fudge was sitting in his office going over the final details for the assault on the muggle capital. The aurors were more than ready to avenge their fallen comrades, and he had the people's full support with his decision. He was still a bit hesitant so he had been sending memos to Lucius asking for the man to come up to his office for the last half of an hour, but the flying pieces of paper kept on returning to his office. Why was Lucius not responding to his summons?

He took out his wand and had it write yet another memo to Lucius. He pointed his wand at the door and sent the letter off. He thought the door stated open longer than it should have, but he brushed it off as nothing. Setting his wand on the corner of his desk Cornelius cupped his face in his hands. Once he gave the order there was no going back, but the muggles had brought this on themselves. He had not bothered to even talk to Dumbledore about all of this, all the Headmaster would probably do would be to tell him that violence was never the answer. Going with Lucius' idea was the better option, after all he could consider his position safe for the next election.

Fudge barely noticed that his wand was lifted from its position on his desk until he saw the hand that was holding it. "Wha- What?" Fudge stammered to himself.

Suddenly there was a young woman with long black hair standing right in front of his desk. What unsettled him most was the sword she was holding as well as her red eyes. "W-who are you?" Fudge asked in a panic. "W-what do you want?" The girl did not say anything as she raised her sword prepared to strike. "No please wait!" Fudge pleaded.

Akame paid no heed to his pleas as she brought her sword down in a swift strike. Her sword made the smallest of scratches on the Ministers hand. Fudge slowly opened his eyes when he felt the sword cut him, but not kill him.

"W-why would you-?" Fudge stopped talking as the cursed markings of Murasame's poison began to spread across his skin making its way to his heart. "I…I…no," Fudge fell down upon his desk, dead.

Akame sheathed Murasame and picked up Harry's cloak throwing it back over herself. She would meet up with Tatsumi and Chelsea who were finishing up with a few other known corrupt officials. They would find a way to send word to the Capital letting them know the mission had been a success, they would probably have to find and use an owl.

Esdeath or Najenda would most likely show up with a few others to make an announcement of what has just happened letting them know that there were going to be changes made within their society, and stamp out anyone who opposed that idea.

The wizards would just have to deal with the changes that were coming their way. Would they even be able to handle it?