Author: ...So been awhile, but here is your new chapter, and I hope you guys enjoy it, my excuse is that I'm actually working on my own book, its done but the editing, and cover picks, and other stuff is soo much more in depth, and finding a good site and so one while also working can take up some time, so I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, peaces!

Disclaimer: I don't own any HP or Twilight characters, thanks!

"As Aristotle said, 'Excellence is a habit.' I would say furthermore that excellence is made constant through the feeling that comes right after one has completed a work which he himself finds undeniably awe-inspiring. He only wants to relax until he's ready to renew such a feeling all over again because to him, all else has become absolutely trivial."
― Jami

Continuing...

Nott sat in the corner of his cell shivering from the damp chill, he groaned when he shifted feeling every bruise that the interrogators had so lovingly placed on him. Keeping his eyes closed, he slowly came to his feet, forcing his back to become straight, he shifted his still closed eyes towards the corner, his voice coming out raspy, but sharp.

"Doctor, I thought I told you not to come for a month."

The doctors nasally voice came from the gathering darkness in the corner of the cell, "I-I would have remained, but Romanov is ready to move forward with the test, and well you are required Sir."

Nott eyes snapped open, the darkness dissipated without a word, living the shivering Doctor standing in the corner, his grizzled face as usual held a smarmy grin, "She wishes to move forward but it's too early, I haven't nea-…"

The doctors eyes closed, his smile stretching, "Romanov does not move according to your will, you move to hers, it is time, Sir."

Nott narrowed his eyes, before growling, with a snap of his wrist the his prison grab disappeared, while his skin became un marred, his hair that had been tangled in a rat nest, was combed and pulled into a band in the back.

"If this loses me my chance of revenge, Romanov will no longer be so sure of my obedience, understand Doctor."

The Doctor nodded, stepping aside for Nott to step through the darkness in the corner that had returned, "Yes, yes my boy, that's pleasant but let's hurry."

With that, the two disappeared in to the darkness of the prison.

"WHERE IS HE?!"

Harry's face was slowly turning red, as he stared at the dumbfounded prison guards, who both just shuddered under the weight of Harry's aura.

Harry seeing that he wouldn't get an answer from the two shocked aurors, whipped around to face Seamus, "Tell me Seamus, how two guards, and hell hounds allowed the most dangerous criminal to just WALK OUT?!"

Seamus, looked from Harry's red face, to Ron's calm one, Ron shook his head. He couldn't help Seamus even if he wanted to, Romanov was Harry's most hated enemy, to be honest, and Romanov had caused Ginnys death and was the beginning of the end of their normal lives and dreams.

"H-ah, Minister we've searched everywhere, and from the camera's we couldn't find any information, they all blacked out at the same time, I'm sorry Sir but I have no answer for you."

Seamus shut his mouth tight, after his rushed explanation, Harry stared at his bowed head blankly before he, with a loud roar, slammed his fist into the wall next to him.

Ron observed him from behind, Harry head was bowed and his breathing heavy. He stayed like that for a while, before a shout from down the hallway caused everyone in the Hall to turn around.

One of the new Aurors, Chip Ron thought, ran towards him his breathing heavy like he'd jogged all the way from the main offices. He handed a slip of paper over to Ron while panting "Hah, Hah I-it's Salem, Romanov is attacking Salem as of right now, and she's using some type of vampires, the USA has called for backup, from other countries, since their main force is in Syria dealing with the demon infestation there, hah."

Ron read over the orders, before Harry walked from behind and grabbed the paper; his green eyes went over it quickly before a vicious smirk came over his face, "So this is what she was up to, huh."

Turning he faced Ron, his eyes serious, "Call all of Cell 13 and activate them, send a spark to Hermione and Draco, tell them to prepare we leave at 1200, understood?!"

Ron clicked his boots together, and bowed his head, "Yes, Sir!"

Harry whipped away, his cloak flapping behind him, as other Aurors fell in behind him.

Hermione glanced at the clock on the wall, before laying her book on the side table. Draco was upstairs packing everything into a shrinkable case; she wasn't sure how he'd work the charming on it so well.

Standing she rubbed at her back, sighing she allowed her toes to curl into the softness of the rug under her feet.

"BANG, BANG!" She yelped, as the fire place shot out two small sheets of paper.

She stared at it, wearily she walked over to were the papers sat, the ends of the paper still smoking .

"What was that noise?"

Draco stood at the door way, her hair pulled into a high ponytail, "What are those?"

Hermione stood up from where she knelt, the small paper in her hand, "We are being called in, Salem in being attacked by Romanov and some hybrid's…vampire it seems, "She raised hopeful eyes to Draco's face, "It seems this is the opportunity we've been looking for."

Draco pursed his lips, "Do they want to us to report directly there?"

Hermione nodded, "Yes, Harrys already left with a small quadrant."

Draco nodded, walking back out of the room, Hermione followed him, slightly dodging a swinging painting, "Alright, the furniture is packing, and our papers have already arrived at the house in Clarksville, TN. I'm un-able to hold my male form longer than an hour or two at best."

They stopped in front of a picture of Professor Snape who sneered down at them before smirking, "It seems the plans you've both been whispering have come to fruition, well password…?"

Draco nodded, "Lecurios Sale."

Snaped stared down at him silently, before with a shudder the door slid sideways, behind it was battled armor, their weapons sitting in hangers.

Hermione smiled, when she walked forward feeling on a golden black sword, "How I've missed her", she turned towards Draco who was smiling as he touched his two blades, "You kept them well, I thought you would have destroyed them."

Draco rolled her eyes pulling her blades down, and twisting them back and forth in her hands, "These things were bloody expensive, and we malfoys never throw away costly items, ever."

Hermione laughed, pulling her sword off the wall, and grabbed her cloak and battle armor, "So why do we need these?"

Draco walking away with her stuff, over her shoulder, "To fight of course, but I've also made it that at a certain time, we will be portkeyed out of them, and they will explode with a dead body inside, making them believed we were killed but a high power snip charmer or something."

Hermione nodded, smiling at Snape when the painting slid back into place, he waved her off. She quickly tried to catch up with Draco who was still talking, "And the armor will make sure any kicks to our stomach or back won't harm our babies."

Hermione nodded before they separated in the hall way to change their clothes, in opposite rooms.

30 minutes later, Hermione and Draco in demon form stood on the field of what appeared to them to be a battled royal, Aurors were fighting as if their life's depended on it, as creatures flashed here and there killing everything in their wake.

Hermione tilted her head, tightening her grip on her sword, "You won't mind if I get blood all over you, right Draco?"

Draco smirked, "Don't you know Hermione, and blood makes the skin appear younger."

Hermione chuckled, before she sped off, Draco sighed, pulling her knives out of their slots. Feeling them hum in her hand.

She stepped forward, her knife slamming into the throat of a speeding hybrid, the skin around it neck fractured slightly, pulling the knife back, she lifted her leg and kicked the hybrid to the side, causing it to slam into the ground it's neck twisted.

Standing straight she sighed, "Too bad, I wanted a fight, but I guess this level will have to do."

With that she continued into the battle, killing and mauling all the way.

Nott stood on the roof of one the houses that hadn't been burned yet, the screams and shouts of the battle down below filled him with joy.

"It seems you're pleased Nott."

Nott turned slightly to face the tall thin man behind him and smiled, "Ah, Necromancer, if we hadn't come to you none of this would have happened, you should be enjoying this as much as me."

Julius frowned deepened, "This does not please me, she put them out to early, it would have been better to wait another month, they are all too weak to actually fight trained soldiers, and look the lead they began with has already disappeared."

"If I had waited another month, we would have to wait another month after to fix this issue."

Nott and Julius turned and kneeled when the saw the speaker to be Romanov, Nott spoke, "He did not mean insult-…" "I know what he meant."

Romanov ice eyes glowed slightly, her fangs peaking out, a bright white against her red lips, the Doctor snickered behind her, keeping his back slightly bent and his head towards the battle, he spoke to them all,"Hee, hee this is merely a test, her highness has already calculated the losses, as well as the ways to improve the problems, one should not doubt our master, right Julius."

His eyes fell on Julius, who lowered his head again, "I apologize if I showed doubt, Highness."

Romanov stared down at his bowed head, before with light laughter she turned away from him, and walked to the edge of the roof, "Your being to formal, as of now let's add ourselves to the fray so they think this is a real attack, shall we."

With that she smirked, and lightly stepped off the roof, landing lightly she started killing aurors and soldiers, her grin never leaving her face.

Author: What did you think of my come-back chapter huh, review and let me know, and I've been thinking of doing a story, about their lives before all this drama, like about all the things that got them here, what do you guys think?