Her aqua colored hair flashed and whipped in the freezing night breeze, barely brushing her shoulders it was so short. The stars brought out its tints of gold, silver and bronze. It framed her white face like a fierce halo. Harmony Hippogriff was an avenging angel of love, here from the sky to rid the world of Ginny's filth and lies. Her sunrise pink eyes flashed with the terrible look that can only come from righteous fury.
"THE TIME OF YOUR TYRANNY OF FALSE LOVE IS OVER, WEASEL TRAMP!" she screamed in a ringing, pure voice that recalled trumpets made out of platinum and silver. "I am here to stop you!"
Lord Necrosis turned around and gaped at her, but before he could do anything, Harmony's slender white arm shot out in a perfect arc and the vial of love potion went flying through the air towards Harry. The purple potion shimmered with blue sparks on its rapid flight. Necrosis reached out an arm to try and stop it, but it was already too late!
The potion splashed all over Harry and Ginny. Some splashed over Ginny's ugly face, causing it to smoke slightly as blisters appeared. Ginny screamed and backed away from the poor boy wizard she had so long enslaved with a love potion. But most of it went down Harry's throat. Harry paused, drinking in the sweet, cool potion. His expression was blank for a few moments. Ginny watched him anxiously, a cowardly terror hanging around her dull stupid brown eyes. For a moment, she looked exactly like Harry's muggle cousin, Dudly Dursely.
Then Harry's expression turned to raw fury. The life blinked back on in his emerald eyes. It was like life returning to the face of a dead person, like the light being switched on in a dark room. One moment his eyes were a pale green, like dirty ice, filled with a expression of false love. The next they were blazing like living emeralds mined from the earth's core, burning with the fire of his pure love for Mione and his hatred for Ginny.
His noble nose wrinkling in revulsion, Harry turned the green fire of his fearsome gaze towards the trembling Weasel tramp. He looked at her with noble, dignified anger, the way the king of the galaxy would look at a piece of dog poop on the side of the road.
"You filthy little tramp," he said in a calm voice. "I can't believe how hideously ugly you really are. You nauseate me, you vile, ugly, stupid, inbred piece of Weasel dropping. You are more disgusting than your foul brother Ron."
Ginny's face twisted with hatred as he spoke these words and she seemed more extraordinarily ugly than ever. Her thin greasy red hair hung like thin pale strands of vomit off her ugly head. Her face was a mass of blisters, hairy warts, acne, scabs, weeping sores and badly applied make up. Her eyes were like two toilets, brown and small. Her mouth was a diseased hole filled with crooked mossy teeth. Her nose was five inches long and crooked like a storybook witch's. The sight of her made Harry's stomach twist with disgust, especially when he considered that Ginny's personality was so ugly it made her face look like a supermodel's by comparison.
"You will by mine, Boy Who Lived!" Ginny screeched in her horrible screechy voice. "You will be mine whether you want it or not! For Ginny Molly Weasley always gets what she wants- whether it's boys, money or whatever! Ever wonder why my family's so poor! They're not- my parents gave all their money to me! Ha ha! I will kill Hermione and take you as my prize!"
"Get lost tramp!" Harry bellowed in a furious Griffindor shout, and then with a flick of his wand he sent Ginny flying through the air and over the battlements of the astronomy tower! There was a screaming sound and a splash far below. Harry noticed with satisfaction that the squelching quality of the splash indicated that Ginny had probably fallen into the Hogwarts Sewage tank. Harry, Mione and Harmony all shot each other a smug glance. Emerald, chocolate and rose quartz eyes met in satisfaction.
Then the air was filled with a terrible sound. They glanced around in horror as they realized what it must be- it was laughter. Necrosis, the American Dark Lord, was roaring and howling with laughter. He threw back his head, the Mowhawk swinging in the breeze, and bawled with mirth.
"HHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" roared the cruel American dark lord. "She deserved what she got! Now" he snarled pulling a length of rusty chain out of his pockets. "Are you brats ready to face real evil for the first time in your lives!"
Harmony gasped. In the heat of the moment, she had forgotten how easily Necrosis could destroy her. She began to tremble, her snowy skin growing paler, her big rose petal eyes filling with fear. Harry and Mione stood up, trying to regroup, but before anyone could do anything, Necrosis lifted his head up to the sky and howled like a wolf.
Suddenly, huge iron chains burst from the ground, circled Mione and trapped her there! Mione screamed as she struggled to break herself free, but the chains were holding her body in place so she couldn't move. Mione called Harry's name in panic, but Necrosis was already running towards Harry Potter, making sure that he wouldn't save his muggleborn genius soulmate!
Harmony cried out in terror as Necrosis and Harry duelled, their magic spells flashing twenty to a second in the dark. Necrosis waved his long chain above his head, using it like a wand. Harry was clearly outclassed and struggling. Harmony clenched her fists- she had to help. The true love of Harry James Potter and Hermione Jane Minerva Sophia Granger would go ahead, even if she had to risk her life to make it so. She stepped forward, drawing her baton of magic!
"Harry!" she screeched in the dark. "Go help Mione! I'll distract Necrosis!"
"Huh!" Necrosis said, looking up from his battle with Harry. But before he could do anything, Harmony transformed into a massive blue hippogriff with shimmering brass claws and a merciless look in its coral eyes. It flew towards Necrosis with a war screech, beating its massive wings. Necrosis furiosly battled the Hippogriff as Harry's feet clattered towards Mione.
Harmony was battling furiously as she could hear Harry trying to wake up Mione in the distance. She beat her powerful wings furiously, trying to flex the enormous muscles within them. She scraped at Necrosis with her massive claws, but he managed to dodge most of the time. He swiped his massive chain of magic at her, easily breaking one of her front legs. Harmony winced in the terrible pain this blow caused, but battled on regardless, because she realized now that what she was fighting for was far more than her own life. The fate of the entire wizarding wordl was at stake. It was a battle that Harmony Butterfly Winter Dawn Hippogriff could not afford to lose!
She fought furiosly, becomign more exhausted by the minute. She managed to tear Necrosis with her shining golden beak, but she was already badly injured. He laughed and hit her in one of her wings, causing her to collase in agony on the heedless stone beneath her. She lay there gasping, trying to force herself to get up, but it was already too late. She was so weak she felt herself involuntarily transforming back to human form. She lay on the ground with a broken arm, her blue locks lying around her head, their metallic hints gleaming in the light of the merciless stars. Necrosis stood above her, laughing evilly. This was it. Her time had come. It was all over.
"Not so fast, Necrosis! No one's hurting my favorite student Harmony Hippogriff!" Harmony turned around, astonished, to see who had spoken. It was Hagrid! And next to him were Minerva, Flitwick, and some of the other teachers. All of them looked very stern and had their wands out. Then with a blinding flash of light, they all hit Necrosis with a knockout curse. Swearing, Necrosis fell over backwards and hit his head on the stone. He was unconcious.
Harmony scrambled to her feet. She reached for her baton of magic and healed her broken arm in the blink of an eye. "Thank you, wonderful teachers!" she said, her pearly teeth gleaming. "You saved me- now all we need is for Harry and Mione to-"
But then a terrible cry rent the air. Everone looked over to where Harry and Mione were crouched. Harry's face was covered in diamond tears. "It's Mione," he cried out, looking at the unconcious figure on the ground. "I think Hermione might be dying!"