Yes, I'm back. Sorry for the wait. But at least you didn't have to wait years for the next chapter. Looking at you Moffat. Also, thank you for the complement DistrictDivergentPotterhead, and yes, my story will continue.
Jace was the first of both groups to react. He reached into his belt and extracted a knife. Quick as a flash, he threw it, and it landed dead center one of the men's forehead with a satisfying thunk.
"Now disapparate and don't bother us." He said in his authoritative 'I-am-the-best-Shadowhunter-of-my-generation-and-don't-you-forget-it' voice.
The biggest man glanced at his fallen comrade and then back at the group. Everyone had their weapon of choice out, pointed at each of the men.
"Four of you and eight of us. Back down now and we will let you go in peace." Commanded Alec.
"Well, that's 'Arry Potter. We ain't gonna let the chance of gett'n you slip." The leader pulled out his wand and yelled, "Get em!"
And the fight was on. Blades flashed, body's flipped, and spells ricocheted of trees. Jace got of another of the snatchers and Simon knocked another out cold. But they all knew it was over when Jace felt a large and prickly branch rap around his middle, lifting him in the air. Hermione was soon to follow, having been hit with a Confundus charm and stopping in mid stride to admire the beauty of the trees.
The leader was the one who held the two captured. "STOP!" He roared. "STOP or I will kill your pretty little friends." Needless to say, everyone stopped.
"Now. Put down your pretty little blades. Don't you know a proper wizard fights with their wands?"
Ron looked out at Alec, who was grinding his teeth too the point of dust, he jammed his arrow back into it's quiver and slung his bow over his shoulder. Isabelle was doing the same with her whip. It coiled up her arm and seemed for all the world an ordinary bracelet. If looks could kill, these men would die a slow and painful death at the hands of the Lightwoods. But everyone could tell that Clary was now the one in charge. She put away Heosphoros and everyone could see the punishment and anger she was mentally inflicting on these poor men. Every else but away there weaponry as well.
"All right. Stand in a circle. Hold hands and do not move. We're heading towards the Malfoy Manor." So they stood in a circle, waiting for the sickness of disapperation.
Malfoy Manor was a cold and dark place. You could tell the owners, the Malfoys were rolling in gold. There well kept garden even had albino peacocks. Some new guards joined them at the gait, securing every group was escorted inside the front door and up several flights of stairs by a small creature with bat ears and large, tennis ball eyes. Finally, they were led into a large sitting room, with several people in it, all standing around an unlit fireplace. A woman with dark, curly hair did up in a hasty ponytail turned around and screamed. "What DO you want?"
The leader was holding Harry. "We found him miss. We found 'Arry Potter."
"Bah. Could be a nice look alike. Draco. Come and see if this boy is who he claims to be." A pale, thin boy with plastered white hair stood from his seat at one of the arm chairs. He walked over to Harry and squinted. "Could be." He shrugged. "I don't know."
"Give me the bag." The dark haired woman said. "You heard me. Give it!" The man holding Hermione's beaded bag quickly handed it over. The woman stuck her hand in it, and drew out the Sword of Gryffindor. "How did you get this?" She asked, twisting Hermione to knife point.
"We found it. In the woods." She whimpered.
"DON'T LIE TO ME! This should be in my vault at Gringotts. How did you get it?! Bring the goblin up. Put every one but the girls down in the cellar." She seethed. "Well? How thick headed can you be? DO IT!"
Just as the guards started to move, the Shadowhunters decided they had enough. Jace elbowed his guard and then swiped the man's feet from under him. He hit the floor groaning. Alec swept his arm over the guard's head and he crumpled to the floor, out like a light. Magnus hit his and Clary's guard with a flash of magic, and Clary stepped on his nose just in case. Simon did the classic 'step on the toes' move, but it worked, and the mans grip loosened, and Simon wrenched out of his grasp. The man was to slow to get his wand, which was unfortunate for him because Isabelle was angry. Following there friends lead, the wizards did there best to rid themselves of guards. And thanks to Jace's prestigious training, it worked.
Once again, spells were flying and blades were flinging. Many of the guards were hit with a variety of spells and blades, but all of the Malfoys managed to stay alive. Harry reached into his pocket and pulled out a small mirror. The blue eye flashed at his. "Help us. Please, help us." Harry whispered.
But the fight raged on. But it all stopped when a faint creaking sound from above there heads. A small, bat eared, tennis ball eyed creature, not unlike their escort, was sitting on the chandelier, unscrewing it at an alarming rate.
"Out of the way!" Jace cried, and everyone ran to the walls and covered their faces.
CRASH! The resounding sound of a crystal chandelier hitting a stone floor was quite impressive. The small creature jumped of the chain and looked at Harry.
"Dobby has come to save the day!" Yelled the small creature, offering his hands to Harry and Hermione.
"Dobby, thank you thank you thank you!" Harry cried, taking the little things hand. The others
"How DARE you violate your master's property!" Screamed the dark haired lady. In her hand, she held a small dagger, and was pointing it accusingly at the group.
"Dobby has no master! Dobby is a free elf" With a flick of his wrist, Dobby disaberated, but not before the clearly mad woman has flug her knife into their midst.