The bat within me chapter 14
The night was falling…
"I DON'T CARE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME???? FIND WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS OR I'LL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!!!" shouted Lucius Malfoy to the fire place and threw his firewhiskey in it.
A face disappeared.
He looked very dishevelled, right now, tired as ever and unkempt in an unusual way.
His reputation had been severely damaged because of his divorce.
He had always carried his wife as a trophy, loosing her was like loosing some of his integrity.
He needed to find who had taken those pictures and he will make them pay once he knew.
Instead of dying down, his rage, was increasing with time, he hated being so powerless.
It was indeed a very difficult time for Lucius Malfoy.
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Hiding under his invisibility cloak, Harry had until had a very boring night, watching Pansy Parkinson going to one dorm from another, letting as many boys have their way with her as she could.
Some of them telling her to go away in a very unpleasant way, because of what Malfoy had said to her.
'I don't think she could have planned something this clever, she seems to be brainless…It must have been someone else…
He decided to leave after what he thought was a waste of time.
He went over to Knockturn alley after having changed into his night time costume hoping that his new friend R.M, the order's sneaker had more information.
Then he saw a shadow majestically running and jumping from roof to roof as if following someone.
The figure was trying very hard not to be seen and that ticked his curiosity.
Even if in this kind of places where it was very common to see strange people and other weird things, his instincts had never been so sure that if he followed this shadow he would not regret it.
And so he did.
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She was following one of Voldemort's undercover death-eater known as Amycus Carrow.
Hermione could put her hand to fire that something effective could be done with him. She knew that following Malfoy senior around will get very dangerous, he would probably be in an extreme state of nerve, very cagey and nervous. Plus he would also always manage to be surrounded by guards.
Moreover, she had dug enough dirt on him. After all, she was after the youngest Malfoy and as much as she enjoyed making his father's life miserable, thus his, she needed to focus more on him.
She quickly went through the past few weeks.
In nearly two months she had been killed and resurrected, had started a revenge trip on her murderer, Draco Malfoy.
She first had saved that girl from being raped and became a celebrity for a few days being on everyone's lips.
All this time her need for revenge had expended to what could be call complete infinity. She didn't want him dead… oh no far from that, she wanted him to live a long life, so he would have all the time in the world to suffer. He would suffer from what he had done to her, what he had made her do.
She stopped on her path and a flashback popped into her head. It was just the beginning of last year's summer holiday. She had been invited over at the burrow and was sitting down on a towel in the garden wearing her swimsuit trying to get a nice tan.
She had been playing with Ginny's hair making all kinds of buns and braids and laughing with Ginny at the boys who were doing the chores in the garden, watering it under the heavy summer sun.
When suddenly the two boys had targeted the water at them and had completely splashed them with the cold liquid. She hadn't laughed this hard in a long time.
Where had this Hermione gone? Was she still even here somewhere?
She went back to her summary.
She had her first couple fight with Harry, the night she came back.
And it was the same night she had gone over to Krempe's shop. She had just wanted a nice stroll but had gotten something much more out of it.
Malfoy had not taken it personally but he was still very annoyed that one of his main dark art suppliers had gone 'off of business'.
Then Malfoy out of a pure coincidence had chosen that night to attack Ginny.
And to add insult to injury he had sent her the most unanimous anonymous note anyone could think of.
And then there had been the party… the greatest she had ever been to. She had cleverly drugged them and then hid Krempe's money under the four Slytherin's bed except Malfoy's so that he felt the gap coming closer.
Then there was another fight with Harry which had ended their relationship and on her side most of their friendship.
And finally she had destroyed another important part in Draco's life. His family. But she would never stop there.
And following Amycus Carrow seemed like a good way of bringing yet another part of him down, his dreams.
Carrow was much more clever than portrayed. She knew from what she had heard that he was merciless thus very appreciated by Voldemort. But he also had been doing a lot of strategizing when attacking the muggle neighborhoods, and was unnoticeable enough to penetrate the highest ranks of society and retrieve information. Although Lucius was Voldemort's right hand man, Carrow was the one who knew the most.
The problem with Carrow is that he was concentrating so hard on being unseen that it sometime made his behavior particular.
If studied carefully it could be picked up anywhere, it was very unique.
Carrow entered a large stone house with banned windows and a heavy wooden door.
She stopped dead in track.
How was she supposed to get in?
She spotted someone else coming from across the street, heading for the same house.
Thinking it would be her chance she jumped down and hid in a corner waiting for him.
Although she hadn't noticed but the place he had just got in was the back entrance of 'Martha's'.
There was a loud scream and a flash of green light.
She froze; and recognised the place.
Persephone !!
It was too late, Carrow must have had disapparated by now.
Missed him ! She clenched her fist.
She needed to go before being spotted by the aurors that were bound to arrive any time now.
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SHIT SHIT SHIT what the hell was that! Harry screamed in his mind.
The figure he had been following was running away. He had seen what it had seen. He needed that person as a testimony so maybe he could get it in court and put the Amycus Carrow in Azkaban once and for all.
He followed it this time firmly convinced that he would finally do justice.
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"You think I haven't noticed you following me?" She was standing on a top of a building balancing her whip from left to right.
She had a costume, just like he did; only hers was of cat shape.
He went to jump where she was standing.
"I know you saw what happened, I need you to come with me so Carrow can get caught."
"Now why would I do that?" she asked raising her eye brow.
"Because not saying anything would make you an accomplice and someone who is following a death eater is not altar boy, so I suppose it wouldn't be hard to charge you as well."
"So long dark knight." She said before climbing up a ladder very quickly, surprising him.
She was already up there when he started to climb up himself.
Once at the top, he was welcome with a black leather boot in his face that knocked him against a roof.
She jumped after him, and swiftly kicked him in his abs, he only seemed mildly affected by this.
She tried to scratch him in the face but he shrank back his head, then she turned around to hit him with the back of her arm but he blocked her with his.
She took his arm than hit him in the chest with her foot.
She then pulled out her claws and he looked surprised.
He had not been expecting this.
And she hit him in the face, and it was very effective although not as much as the side-kick that was directed to his face.
Then two kicks straight in the chest, he was slowly backing up against the end of the roof, if this kept on he would fall very soon.
Collecting his mind he protected from another blow and quicly pulled his head back when the next one came.
He was tired of holding back and finally punched her in the jaw.
She fell to the floor exaggeratedly and looked at him with shocked eyes.
"How could you I'm a woman" she said breathlessly.
He realized what he had done and bent down to help her.
"I'm sorry I – I " but before he could finish she had hit him in squarely in the chest with such force that he was thrown violently backward.
She still had one more surprise for him as she took hold of her whip and she expertly agitated it around in front of him, making him walk backwards, dangerously approaching the gap.
She caught him before he fell with her whip before tying it onto a chimney.
He was hanging on it for dear life; the ground seemed to be very unwelcoming from where he was.
"As I said, I'm a woman and can't be taken for granted." She said exultantly.
He went looking through the belt of his costume, hoping to find some useful gadget there and found a vial of burning potion.
« Life is a bitch and now so am I » she said before loosen up her grip on the whip making it slipping.
He took his chance and threw the vial at her making her fall backwards with a shriek.
He managed to land on a balcony while she was clawing into the opposite wall, he quickly jumped on it and helped her up.
Both breathless, the stood in front of an elegant large window, which was quite unusual in this kind of rotten places.
He looked at her suspiciously, wondering if she would hit him again or talk.
She was truly blown away by his performance, until now everything had gone according to plan or always ending up the way she had intended to.
"Who are you? Who's the man behind the bat?" she whispered.
She held up her clawy hand up to his face.
"Maybe you could help me find the woman behind the cat."
She then let her hand wander sensually on his abs.
"No, that's not you." She said seductively.
She let her hand go on his side very slowly.
"Ahhh… there you are." She said satisfied.
She violently plunged her claws into his skin.
He slapped her violently and she fell downward.
'Oh no, not again' she thought annoyed.
There was a huge ensign that she caught with her whip before she touched the ground.
Hanging, she looked up at it and read 'the ginger mouse'.
She laughed bitterly and said:
"Saved by kitty snack." She then looked at her damaged costume and skin on her right arm and muttered.
"Bastard"
Before letting go and gracefully disappearing into an alley.
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A/N: finally the get to meet! I hope you liked it
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