Chapter Fourteen: ….Stays in Vegas.

Something strange happened to Harry Potter when he woke up, he had a hangover, something that never happened to him normally. Given his heritage, he had a high tolerance for alcohol, meaning that he must have drank enough to kill a mortal man.

"Oh fuck," Harry grumbled, the never ending stabbing sensation in the back of his head made it extremely difficult to think.

"...Mmmm...later...Harry, we already did...did that a couple of times already...I'm still sore," Chloe murmured, still half asleep. Harry managed to adjust to the harsh sunlight to get a good look at the girls.

They were all in various states of disarray, some of them were handcuffed and others were sprawled out in positions that might be considered comfortable. It took him a couple of minutes to realize that the sleeping weight on his chest was a naked Zatanna. Kara was snuggled up into his right side and Karen hugged her other side tightly.

Diana was half draped over his lap, and she was beginning to find her way back to the land of the living. "Ooooh….what the fuck...is that horrible...sensation?"

"It's called a hangover, Princess," Harry said as he stroked Diana's hair lovingly. "It happens when you drink too much alcohol."

"That's….that's impossible," Diana grumbled, the very thought of it seemed outlandish to her, she'd been blessed by the goddesses after all. Harry's disbelieving look caught her and she sighed, looking sheepish for a moment, before speaking again. "Okay...it might be possible, but….I don't really know what happened."

"Well….I think we can figure that out….if I can manage to remember how to think," Chloe said, still in a half asleep state.

Imra's glassy gaze looking up at them all blurrier proceeded her statement. "We all got married."

It was said so casually that it took almost a full minute before anyone could respond to her words. Chloe, being Chloe, found her tongue long enough to say something. "Is that all?"

"Yes, that's all," Harry confirmed and most of the girls spent several moments processing that.

"Oh...I...I should probably feel more annoyed by this than I actually am," Chloe said as she once again tried to adjust to the sunlight streaming in through the window, it was shining right into her eyes and made seeing borderline difficult. "But...I honestly have no regrets."

"After what happened last night, I'm pretty sure you don't," Kara inputted sleepily, she had some vague memories of what occurred last night.

"Oh, a Vegas wedding of all the clichéd cliches," Chloe groaned, looking towards Kara as she said it.

"It's kind of cliché to say something is cliché," Harry argued and Chloe raised her eyebrow at him in disbelief that he even said it.

"Congratulations, you just created an infinite loop, now that the universe is going to crash," Chloe griped at him, but the smile on Harry's face made it difficult to stay annoyed at him for too long.

"How did this happen though?" Tinya asked with a shake of her head. It was surprising that it took this long for someone to ask the most obvious question in the world.

"I knew that this was going to happen!" Nura said smugly. That statement got several sharp looks directed towards her, causing her to half hide underneath the covers that had been knocked onto the floor.

"You knew….yet you didn't bother to tell any of us!" Imra said accusingly as she looked at Nura, who shrugged.

"You were all really busy getting shit faced! So I couldn't be bothered to tell you...because I was busy getting shit faced and then….well, it isn't like any of you are really going to complain, given that it was a mere formality anyway," Nura babbled as she managed to bring herself back to a state that resembled coherence.

Karen shifting her body, looked up towards the ceiling from where she laid in bed. The headache she had at the moment defied all logic. "Oh...kay….most of us shouldn't have felt a buzz…..so how?...Unless someone enchanted the liquor."

All eyes turned towards Harry, who acted innocent. "Hey, don't look at me…."

"No….Harry didn't, I….well...I did." Zatanna said, shaking her head after admitting to that fact. She would have cast an anti-hangover spell, if she wasn't afraid she'd end up blowing everyone's heads off in the process of doing so.

"Why?" Chloe asked.

"Well….well…um…I figured, that this….oh dear god I can't talk," Zatanna muttered as her headache returned with a vengeance.

"Let's get back to the subject at hand," Imra said, far more sensitive to the thoughts she was picking up from everyone else when she had a hangover. "Although the point remains, you were drinking as much as the rest of us."

"Only because you were egging me on," Zatanna said, looking pointedly towards Kara. Who gave her one of those smug grins that indicated she was guilty as charged and she knew it.

"Not my fault you caved into peer pressure!" Kara said with a sing-song tone to her voice, causing Zatanna to glare at her with narrowed eyes. "Thanks to you! We were married by the highest authority in the land….an Elvis Impersonator!"

"Well, that's wonderful!" Chloe said with a hiss, crankier then she should have been after all of the amazing sex she experienced last night. However, the fact that she couldn't remember any of it and the fact it was over with, was making her cranky.

"Yes, it was wonderful!" Kara agreed cheerfully, bouncing up and down from where she sat on the bed so fast it looked like she was about to start vibrating.

"I'm not mad….I should just remember what happened!" Chloe said with a pout as she folded her arms across her chest. "All of that mind blowing sex! And I can only vaguely remember it, because I was too hammered! I'm freaking half computer, so I shouldn't be able to get drunk….ever!"

Kara patted her on the top of the head and started singing. "Oh, ho, ho it's magic, you know,"

Nara decided to get down to the point, she was pretty sure that Salu and Luornu were buried underneath the covers somewhere. "So….I think that we pretty much know bits and pieces of what happened. But, we don't know the how's and the why's of what happened, I think between all of us, we might be able to put together a mostly coherent account."

"Right," Imra said, a bit crankier than she would be normally as she got down to business. Telepathy was a bitch when hung over. "Let's see what we can do."

"I don't think that a few drinks will hurt us all that much," Zatanna said the night before, looking positively giddy as she stood next to Harry, her arms wrapped around one of his, surrounded by great company "Especially given the fact that most of you have a pretty high tolerance for the stuff, don't you?"

"Yeah, we do," Kara agreed with a nod and there were more nods of confirmation from the rest of the girls.

"Plus, you're going back to the cool and awesome future, with me staying here to potentially disappear forever, so what's the harm?" Zatanna asked and none of them could disagree with that point, there really wasn't any harm in having a few drinks as the party made their way into the casino.

"It's a good thing that we don't have much money to blow," Diana said, looking around the Roman themed casino with a certain amount of nostalgia. It was so tempting to return to the island to catch a glimpse of her mother, along with her sister and the other Amazons, before she left. She managed to resist the temptation to do so, because time and space might get even more muddled then it was already, if she did.

"Yes, that's most certainly a good thing," Harry agreed, he heard all of these horror stories of people blowing all of their funds in Vegas. It happened too often after someone won a little money and got cocky "It's all about…."

"...Knowing how to play the game," Kara said, she was using her X-Ray vision to scan the machines to see what they were in for. "Obviously rigged, well, it will pay off one in about twenty five times, which is more then enough to suck away some gullible sucker's quarters."

"Sooo...who wants drinks, I'm buying!" Zatanna said with a smile on her face. She hoped that this would work.

"...And why exactly are you smiling?" Harry asked, getting an indication from her tone that his old friend was up to something.

"No reason," Zatanna said cheerfully and seeing the skeptical glint in Harry's eyes, she added with a grin. "It's a fun day out with friends, why shouldn't I be smiling?"

Harry swore that he could have known better from her tone and the way she was acting, but he was going to let it go. "Fair enough."

They all crowded around the bar to kick back and take it easy. Nura's grin could barely be hidden as she took the seat next to Harry.

"And why are you smiling?" Harry asked the blonde legionnaire with interest in his eyes.

"Oh, I'm just soaking in the atmosphere! It's just like the legends stated, all that and much more, kind of like you," Nuru said brightly as Chloe sat down next to her.

"Well, I can take some solace in knowing that I won't get drunk," Chloe said as she looked up on the big screen and to see Superman on the news. She followed his progress for ten seconds, he saved the world. Again. Good for him.

The other members of the Legion took a moment to watch the news about Superman, before things shifted to a commercial.

"Well, I don't think that many of us can," Imra said, Earth based alcohol wasn't as potent as many other spirits throughout the universe.

"So, we're perfectly fine to be drinking?" Tinya questioned her and Imra nodded in response, which allowed her to relax. She didn't mix with alcohol all that well, she'd have the one drink and that was it.

"But, it would be fun to try," Karen said cheerfully with a grin. She missed the Kryptonian wine coolers that she used to sneak from her mother's secret stash, they helped her deal with her father. As a result she had a pretty high tolerance.

"Lush," Imra whispered and Karen looked over her shoulder towards her.

"Am not," Karen said with a pout as Kara sat down in Harry's lap, which caused mass pouting from some.

"It's so not bad, nothing wrong with having a drink if you have the biology to handle it and we do. A cup of coffee now and again is good too," Kara said, causing Chloe to shake her head at the younger Kryptonian female.

"Between yourself, Karen, and Harry, we're going to blow the Legion's budget on coffee alone," Chloe said in an exasperated tone, which caused to Imra smiled knowingly towards her.

"You know, the legion coffee budget was high before the three of them joined us, which makes me wonder who was blowing it back then," Imra said causing Chloe to scowl at her, before crossing her arms over her chest with a pout.

"Aww, she's just adorable, isn't she?" Zatanna asked and Salu nodded in agreement with a wide grin.

"She really is, she looks like that little girl that got caught with her hand in the cookie jar," Salu agreed as she sipped her drink. It was very exotic and sent a tingling feeling throughout her body, she'd have to have another.

"So, one game won't hurt?" Harry asked with a smile. Zatanna and Kara both smiled knowingly as Harry walked over to the very rigged and impossible to win machine, he put a quarter into the machine, then yanked down on the lever. Magic guided him the rest of the way and quarters flowed from the machine into a bucket.

"Oh, look at that! I'm slightly richer," Harry said as he picked up a quarter from the bucket. He smiled in the direction of the security camera that was partially hidden nearby. "I better keep playing, because I am on a roll."

Kara, Zatanna, Karen, Chloe, and Diana all looked rather amused, because they knew that was happening. He pulled the lever and once again, his luck was on a roll. This was supposed to be the point where a person was expected to blow all of their windfall and then some more, which was what allowed the casino to operate at a profit.

Harry won once again, then he kept winning, over and over again, until he moved onto another machine, to try his luck at that one.

"They finally kicked you out, because you kept beating their rigged system!" Chloe said, before breaking into a loud round of laughter. She'd already had quite a few drinks and the blonde had to hold onto a nearby wall to keep herself from collapsing to the ground. "You know! I shouldn't be this drunk, what the fuck happened?"

"I hexed the drinks," Zatanna giggled as she wrapped her arms around Harry's shoulders, then placed her hand down upon his lap.

"Overdid it….just a bit...didn't you, magic girl?" Diana asked, come to think of it, she was a bit tipsy herself.

"….I….thought...we'd have fun this way," Zatanna stammered as she tried to spit the words out, but she was having a little bit of difficultly. She had to hold onto Harry, before she fell down on her ass. "But, I guess I did over do it, didn't I princess?"

"Yes...just….a little bit," Diana said as she shook her head. "I think that we need to sober up….they comped us a room at least."

"Lucky for them, otherwise I would have had to bankrupt them. I suppose I do have an unfair advantage though, having a wife who could see the rigging and also having magical magic abilities that are magical," Harry said, his words failing him, as did his sobriety.

"Your redundancy is very redundant Harry," Chloe stated with a giggle and Harry smiled back, in amusement.

"Oh, but the night is young!" Tinya giggled loudly as she moved around in an erratic manner. It was like she'd been possessed by some kind of hyperactive demon. "Oh, whatever should we do."

"Well, I might….oh, excuse me, that really did mess with my head," Kara said as she felt the buzzing in her head increase. "You really fucking overdid the charm work on that one! Didn't you?"

"Or you just can't hold your alcohol," Karen stated, before she nearly tripped, only for Kara to catch her.

"Oh, fuck you! Your one to talk little Miss. I-Can't-Stay-On-My-Feet-While-Drunk," Kara said as she tried to shake off the cobwebs in her brain.

"I'm too drunk to think," Imra groaned out, wishing that she could find someone's shoulder to collapse on. "Surely, one of you magic-type people knows a sobering charm?"

"Magic type people?" Tinya asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I can't think of the bloody word, because I'm shit faced!" Imra said crossly, before she hiccuped. "Well, do you….you people….do you know it...or not?"

"Nice to know that you think of us as you people," Harry said, patting Imra on the cheek and she offered him a vicious scowl in return.

"I'm getting the thoughts of every drunken asshole in this city! Because I'm too drunk to put up my shields, please tell me you know a sodding sobering spell?" Imra begged him, she almost collapsed in the process, but Harry caught her.

"I know…one," Harry said, barely able to get out that last word, because of the hiccup that he had in the middle of his sentence.

"Well, what is it then?" Imra asked, desperation in her vibrant eyes. She hated these thoughts invading her mind, she wanted them to go away.

"You know something, I'm a bit too drunk to remember it," Harry said with a shit eating grin on his face, Imra raised her hand, but she was far too drunk to properly face palm. That got the laughs of a few of the females and much agitation from one in particular.

"Oh, of course! But I only had….about eight drinks I think, maybe nine," Imra said as she shook her head, as if this would magically clear it. It failed big time. "There was an eight or a nine in there somewhere, I know that much."

"Well, that's reassuring….when you have such a vague idea of the details," Chloe slurred as she regained enough of her functions to walk a handful of steps without staggering. Three was good, four was too many. "Why did Clark think it was a fucking good idea to wear his underwear on the outside of his pants? Did he think that was good fashion?"

A random thought, that wasn't too random when the people asking it were drunk. "Don't know, search me."

Who said that? Chloe had no idea. She felt like a battle axe was splitting her skull open, which was a really lovely feeling to say the least. She had to regain her composure and hopefully they would make it to the hotel room. Why they thought it was a good idea to step outside in their states was anybody's guess.

"We better get back….in before we get arrested for public intoxication," Chloe slurred, before she shook her head. "Unless Harry can modify the memories of the cops or something."

"I would do a memory charm if I remembered how," Harry muttered as the bright lights distracted him. In his current state of intoxication he was more likely to blow their heads off.

"No one answered my question about what we should do!" Tinya stated, before she bit down on her lip with a slight pout. "I feel so unloved."

"Well…damn if I know," Salu grumbled, she was the most sober out of them she was sure, maybe, it was a close race. Even then, she was pretty freaking plastered.

"Let's go get married?" Nura suggested suddenly as it came to her rather jarringly.

"Sure, why the fuck not! It sounds like a good idea," Chloe said and there were nods from everyone in agreement at her words. "If we can make it across the street without dying."

There was laughter amongst the group, but with a wave of his hand, Harry managed to levitate them all into the air. "Well, hopefully I don't kill us, because I'm sure levitation under the influence is illegal."

A Caucasian man dressed in tie dye with dreadlocks stopped and stared at the scene, he looked at his hand with a dying blunt in it and there was an approving. "Man, that's some good shit right there."

He lit another one up and staggered off into the night, with red eyes.

Harry managed to get the girls into the wedding chapel across the street, despite being shit faced and stone cold drunk, and that was the bottom line. He staggered forwards and nearly collapsed against the front desk.

"Hello, I wish….I wish to get married," Harry said to the girl at the front desk.

"To….whom?" the girl asked, marveling that he might have been the most sober person that she had to deal with this evening, and given some of the brain surgeons she had in here so far, that was really saying something.

"All of them," Harry told her and there was a second where Kara paused to whisper to him.

"You do remember you're already married to me, Diana and…."

"I know...but...I didn't want you to feel left out," Harry replied and she shrugged, that made plenty of sense to her, especially in the state that she was in. "Here's something for your troubles."

Harry threw several handfuls of money onto the desk and the woman raised an eyebrow, before a wide smile spread across her face.

"Right this way, sir!" the woman at the desk chirped cheerfully and Chloe turned, with a raised eyebrow towards him.

"It might...it might just be me, but I'm kind of questioning the legality of what...of what we're about to do," Chloe whispered to Harry and the wizard grinned back at her.

"Chloe, relax! We're being married by the highest authority in the land, an Elvis impersonator!" Harry said to her and Chloe grinned back at him, before she pulled her soon to be husband into a hug from behind.

"Well, now, I'm convinced," Chloe said, although her thinking was a bit hazy at this moment.

"Oh! You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Chloe yelled as the memories faded away. "You cut away before we get to the good stuff! You've got to be shitting me!"

Imra winced, her head was throbbing and Chloe's loud declaration didn't help things much either. The blonde resisted the urge to put everyone in Las Vegas to sleep so she didn't have to hear any more thoughts until she'd slept off her hangover.

"Yes, Chloe, I'm shitting you, as you so eloquently put it," Imra whispered as she made circular motions around her temple which eased the headache somewhat. "We had more drinks after the wedding and we made it upstairs for the honeymoon then….well, I don't have enough to go on beyond that. Although our current state should paint some really vivid pictures."

"Who in the hell thought it was a good idea to drink more after our wedding?" Diana asked and many gazes shifted towards the Amazon Princess. "Oh come on….you can't…"

"...You did, Princess!" Kara sang cheerfully and Diana opened her mouth to protest, then closed it again causing the rest of the girls to break into laughter. Laughter, which Diana crossed her arms and scowled about.

"Well….I think that we better go," Karen suggested, trying to block the fact that she wanted to ride Harry for a few more hours and she would have done so, if it hadn't of been for this utter bitch of a hangover she had currently. She was nowhere near coherence and it showed in her slurred voice.

"Oh, do we have to? Can't we lay in the bed for the rest of the weekend?" Chloe whined playfully and Nura's eyes shifted towards the clock radio.

"Actually, it's already Wednesday," Nura said to her and in response, Chloe slammed her head down onto the pillow with a whine.

"Oh, really?" Chloe said, she couldn't believe she'd lost track of the time. "So we got married….on Friday night? I'll be damned if I remember what happened on Saturday, Sunday….we lost six days! HOW THE FUCK CAN THAT CHARM BE THAT POTENT!"

"Please, please don't shout," Imra grumbled the hammering she felt in her head getting worse. "We….we better get….back….to the future."

"Well, let's hop in the Delorean, Doc!" Chloe said her voice dripping with sarcasm and that got her a fair share of blank looks. Seconds later, there was a mad drunken scramble as everyone got dressed.

"There are sometimes where I will never get you and your love of twenty first century pop culture references," Imra said shaking her head. Somehow, by a sheer miracle, everyone found their clothes and by an even more obvious miracle, none of them were chucked out of the window to parts unknown in the heat of the night. There was no denying it, that took talent.

"Sorry for being so cultured," Chloe said, not sounding that sorry at all, in fact her arms crossed over her chest and she glared at Imra. "Well, I guess we just solved the mystery of what in the world happened to Zatanna Zatara."

In their slightly hungover states it made sense to them, although Chloe, being Chloe, had to spell it out to all of them. Just on the off chance that someone wasn't able to figure things out.

"Well, Zatanna disappeared, because she came back to the future with us! Because her husband…..married her...here," Chloe finished, it sounded a lot more dramatic and coherent in her head.

"Continue," Zatanna prompted, but words failed Chloe. So Zee jumped in with an explanation of her own. "The reason why I disappeared into the time stream wad due to the fact I had no reason to stay here, seeing as how the man of my dreams was in the future. In many ways, it was written in stone….and no matter how much I hate destiny, that's….what happened."

"Zee, you're babbling," Harry warned her and Zatanna managed to collapse onto her husband, then she raised herself up to steal a swift kiss on his lips.

"Babbling for a good reason," Zatanna whispered and with a shake of her head, she cleared the cobwebs within it. It was very hard to do so, but somehow, someway, she was managed to do it. The dark haired woman cleared her throat and they got back to the matter at hand, after about a dozen sidetracks, but that was just how they did things. "So are we ready to go home?"

"Yeah, I just don't want time and space to collapse upon us, because I'm too drunk to aim the ring properly, so we've got to do this right," Chloe whispered as she held the ring up. "Unless one of you are more sober than I am….yeah I know, it's pretty obvious that none of you are."

"Yep, pretty much," Kara agreed, in between a series of rapid fire hiccups.

"So off we go to the future," Chloe whispered as she tried to stave off the infernal buzzing that went through her head. That was easier said, than done.

There was a bright flash of light and somehow they made it back to the Legion headquarters in one piece.

"About ten seconds after we left too," Chloe said with smug satisfaction on her face. "Damn, I'm that good."

"Don't get a big head Chloe, I would hate to have to use a spell to deflate it," Harry warned her and Chloe stuck out her tongue, Harry responded to it by capturing it with his own in a burning kiss. The two exchanged a passionate kiss, before eventually broking apart, with the promise of more to come later. "So, anyway, I'm going to show Zatanna to her room. I'm sure a few of you girls need a lie down."

"Yeah, the floor might be just as good if we can't make it there," Chloe whispered as she staggered off, Imra having already fallen asleep against the table in the kitchen.

Harry and one of his many wives made their way up a winding set of stairs. Once they reached the top, Zatanna took a few steps forward, then she pointed her fingers at herself and Harry.

"Pu rebos!" Zatanna said as she performed the spell on the two of them, it was so easy that it was a wonder that she didn't do it sooner.

"So are you going to do that for the rest of the girls?" Harry asked Zatanna, who smiled then she threw her arms around Harry, pulling him in close.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, before she pushed him backwards onto the bed. She kissed him firmly on the lips, which he returned eagerly, his hands exploring her young and very sexual body. His hands roamed her and she sighed as his actions got more attentive, more intense. Things were about to heat up in a big way.

"I missed this," Zatanna purred in his ear lustfully. "We'll take care of the others, right after we take care of each other."

She squealed as Harry flipped her over onto the bed and started to kiss the side of her neck. These actions caused the dark haired witch to whimper in pleasure as his fingers brushed over her body, causing her to feel so good. The woman whimpered as the pleasure coursed over her body.

"I have you now," Harry whispered to Zatanna.

Hermione Granger pondered what she needed to do, She'd been selected for this sacred mission by the great Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore and she had yet to fulfill it. A podium was set up in the middle of the Great Hall so she could look down upon the unwashed masses.

"I stand before you all, to let you know that your suffering will soon be at an end," Hermione said to them, an unholy fervor within her eyes causing them to glow brightly.

"You will cease speaking and become a mute," a bored voice drawled from the shadows and Hermione's eyes flashed with anger. "She obviously has no idea what to do, the dippy little Mudblood….."

"Shut it! YOU UNWASHED PRODUCT OF INCEST!" Hermione hissed at him as she stepped down from the podium and stalked over towards him.

"Do it, Granger, see if I care, go ahead, kill me," Draco whispered as he looked up at Hermione with disgust and a hint of pleading within his eyes.

"How did it feel, Malfoy, to learn that Harry preferred the company of females after you had been stalking him for seven years?" Hermione asked and Draco grimaced at the thought but he fired back with another one.

"How did it feel to learn that Potter didn't want anything to do with you, despite the fact that you thought that you could ride him as your meal ticket all the way to the top of the Ministry?" Malfoy countered.

"SILENCE!" one of the members of the Forbidden Zone zombies shouted.

"No, She fancied herself as the next Minister of Magic! She thought that if she used her friendship with Potter, she could ride him all the way to the top! That was the only reason why she befriended him," Malfoy said with a glare directed towards Hermione.

"Harry Potter…..is nothing to me," Hermione said as she glared back at Malfoy. "And you're nothing, but a tool."

"You're going to resort to petty name calling now Granger, really?" Malfoy asked her, but then he sighed. "Then again, I'm not surprised, you are a worthless Mudblood after all."

"Don't….don't speak to me like that! We are all part of a revolution! We're all part of something that will bring down the machine! Something that will finally allow us to roam free!" Hermione said, pausing, she shook her head before continuing. "We're all trapped in a cage, but we'll break free! We should have never been put there, he has forsaken us all! But we will force him to see the light!"

She paced back and forth and they all thought that she was crazy. But no, she wasn't crazy.

"The light will burn him, because he's gone down a dark path!…You might think that I'm nothing...because I'm a Mudblood….but I can tell you that I've been blessed by him! I'm not a pathetic Mudblood! I'm not a peon! I'm not some insufferable know it all! I'm better than all of you, and I'm better than him! I'm in his head!"

"Granger. what are you…."

"The Promise Land! I will lead you to the Promised Land! You need a hero to save you! To guide you! Once Harry Fucking Potter is defeated! We will have our powers back! Our lives back! And….and you will thank you for it! For without me! You would be the same sheep that you always were and without me! You would be the same lost little lambs that have been lead to the slaughter again and again!" Hermione rambled, she held out her arms in a crucifix position, before leaning backwards and twisting around so that she was looking at them all from upside down. "You are nothing but slaves to a broken system! I will liberate you! I will fix the system! I will free you all!"

They all stared at Hermione like she lost her mind and perhaps she did. But she had disappeared and they had gone dormant for a while, none of them wanted a repeat of that.

"If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

One of Hermione's supporters grabbed the person who had said this around the throat and throttled him down to the ground, then the ravenous vultures surrounding him, descended upon the rotting corpse to devour him whole.

"I will have order," Hermione whispered as she smiled a rotting smile. Those who didn't stand with her, would fall before her.

To Be Continued.