Harry Potter and Artemis Fowl: Weapons of Magic Chapter Seven
Okay, for the part with Myles playing with the toy later on, the first sentence is Norwegian for "The cow says moo." The second is Swedish for "The Duck says quack quack." Myles is playing with one those toys where you pull the lever and it says something like, "The cat says, Meow!" Myles is changing it to speak different languages. I used an online translator so I can't guarantee a 100% that it's the correct translation, but I hope it is.
The group got ready to go back to the tent. They didn't want to hike down to the car, not with Butler trying to carry Harry, who wings were still out, one petrified stiff. Butler picked him up and carried him to the tent.
Everybody collapsed on the floor, tired. They cleaned the blood off themselves as best they could. Then food and water was passed out, while Harry lay unconscious on the floor, sparks dancing around his wounds.
"We didn't get the Pimante and Harry got snapped into pieces rolling down the mountain," said Juliet.
"Who knows what Aeron will do with that chunk he got," said Snape, running a hand through his hair.
Everybody was tired and managed to find space in the tent to lie down and sleep. Ginny ended up next to Harry and found she didn't mind at all.
She fell asleep.
Harry woke up later, fully healed, to find Ginny cuddled up against him, her arm flung over his chest, while she drooled into his tattered shirt sleeve. He tensed up a bit at being touched, then relaxed when he realized it was just Ginny. Her touch comforted him.
Ginny made a little a noise in her sleep and rolled over, facing the other way, curled up. It had probably just been an accident. Everybody was laying a little close on the floor, since the tent wasn't exactly huge.
He sat up, feeling a little stiff. Butler woke up on the other end.
"You're up," he said.
"Yeah," said Harry. "All healed now. Thanks for getting the titanium out of me."
"You're welcome," said Butler. "Although please don't ask me again to do that. It was horrible to have to do that."
On the plane ride back, Artemis put it on autopilot and came to sit with the others.
"So, apparently if titanium contacts your flesh, your transform," said Artemis. "You get stronger and your senses heighten."
"It's weird being able to hear little noises you don't normally hear," said Harry. "Not sure I liked it, especially since someone kept biting her nails." He looked at Hermione.
Hermione grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, I was worried."
So we don't know what made you change at Stonehenge," said Artemis.
"That's still a mystery," said Harry. "So if silver makes me sick and powerless, and titanium makes me more powerful, I wonder if other metals make me change."
Aeron's lab
Aeron was in the cell with the retarded weapon.
"Come, Conway, stop biting your hand and sit on the bed," said Aeron taking the man by the shoulder and sitting him on the cot. Amadae was holding some things in her hand.
"Give the titanium bit," said Aeron. Amadae handed it to him. He gave it to Conway to hold who just stared at it dumbly and then stuck an end in his mouth.
A few minutes passed. Nothing happened. Aeron took a needle and injected it into the man's arm. He squealed and the titanium fell out of his mouth on the floor. Amadae grabbed his other arm to prevent him from trying to hit it away. After a few minutes, Conway's arm went numb. Aeron took a knife and made a cut in the numbed part. Conway just sat drooling. Aeron took the titanium and inserted it into the cut before the sparks healed it up. He left the end sticking out so it wouldn't get stuck.
Less than a minute later, Conway's hair turned silver, he grew fangs and his eyes turned silver. His wings came out of his back and they were silver too. His claws couldn't come out because of the magic braces put around his hands, blocking the claws. Conway groaned a bit as the wings popped out, but did nothing else.
Aeron removed it and placed in a gold ring.
"Let's see if gold has any effect," said Aeron.
After a few seconds, Conway's wings turned red, his eyes went black and he grew fangs again. He lashed out an Amadae with his hand, punching her in the face. Amadae lunged for the ring and pulled it out. Conway went back to normal.
"That wasn't good," said Aeron while Conway started biting his wrist again.
"He went ballistic!" said Amadae, putting a hand to her face, which was already starting to swell.
"Hold his arm again," said Aeron. Amadae did so again.
"I better not get punched again."
Aeron made another slit and placed in a bronze chunk. Conway's hair, eyes and wings took on a bronze hue.
Aeron was surprised at what happened next.
Fowl Manor
Foaly send no more chunks were to fall for a bit. They would have some time off, unless the Order sent them to do anything.
Artemis's parents came back a little early from their trip, with Beckett and Myles, who had enjoyed traveling around the world.
"Ni hao," said Myles, saying hello in Chinese.
Beckett showed Artemis all the pictures he drawn of America and China, which included a portrait of the Statue of Liberty, which looked a bit cross eyed and was holding a giant pizza instead of a torch. The Great Wall of China was very wobbly and looked like it was about to fall over any moment.
Myles showed the composition book he had filled with sentences written in Chinese, the kanji and Romanized versions of the words. He also had pages of notes written about America.
"I learned American slang, Artemis!" said Beckett. He hooked his fingers in his belt loops and tried to talk with a southern accent. "Get er done son!"
"Simpleton," said Myles under his breath.
Myles had done a rather good picture of the Statue of Liberty himself, except it had a proper torch.
"You should have given yours an ice cream cone," said Beckett.
Artemis introduced his family to all the new guests at the house explaining they were members of the Order. Mr. Fowl noticed the scars on Harry's face and the ones on his arm. Harry had a t shirt and the neckline barely covered the scar on his collarbone.
Mr. Fowl pulled his son aside later.
"What is with the Potter boy?" asked Mr. Fowl. He knew about the fairies and the wizards, but not everything of what the Order was doing.
Artemis didn't want to tell his parents that he had been going around the world, the group almost being killed by balverines and evil wizards, and Harry falling down mountains and Butler having to cut titanium bits out of him.
"Harry grew up with an abusive family," said Artemis. This was true of course, the Dursleys were abusive, but they hadn't put all those scars on him.
Mr. Fowl's eyes widened. "My goodness! They did that to him!?"
"They had a son who liked to use Harry as a punching bag and his Uncle kept him locked in a cupboard a lot," replied Artemis. Ron and Hermione had told him a bit about Harry earlier life.
Artemis told his Father that the Order dealt with low level wizard criminals. His mother hadn't liked him being a part of this order, but allowed it because he was an adult now. Artemis told her there was nothing to worry about with the wizards helping and Foaly's tech. It also helped that Artemis had told his mother that some of the wizard criminals were doing these that harmed the environment and animals. His mother was all for helping the environment and endangered species and felt so proud of her son.
There is a new endangered species, thought Artemis. All the non magical people of the world.
Artemis did tell his father a little about Harry's powers and Mr. Fowl seemed surprised. Harry told him it was part of Foaly's tech.
Harry was in the lounge, with Myles and Beckett all crawling all over him. Harry wasn't much used to children, especially sitting all over him. They seemed to find him "cool" and "fascinating" because of the lightning bolt scar on his forehead and the others scars.
"Mother says you fight evil wizards!" said Myles, poking the scar on his forehead, causing Harry to flinch back a bit.
"Who broke your collarbone?" asked Beckett looking at the scar visible above the neckline of his t shirt.
"I fell," said Harry, which was true.
"Do some magic!" said Myles.
"I can't," replied Harry.
"Mother says the wizards are like fairies and can do magic," said Myles.
"I lost my wand," said Harry. "I can't do magic without that."
"Look at my plane!" said Beckett showing him a picture. "This is the plane we took to America." One wing of the plane was significantly shorter than other.
Myles showed a Harry a short story he wrote about a dog, all in Chinese. Harry didn't understand a word of it.
They had dinner that night. Artemis had told everybody to be careful what they said, sense he didn't want his parents to know everything.
His parents asked some questions and everybody gave censored versions.
When they went to bed that night, Harry had a dream of when Aeron had him tied to a table and shocked with electricity several times. Aeron had questioned him about information involving the Order, but Harry refused to tell him anything. After two weeks of trying, Aeron realized Harry wasn't going to say a word, and decided he would just the info after he had Harry transformed and under his control. Of course, things didn't turn out quite as Aeron planned.
Harry woke up sweating. It was three AM in the morning. He took a shower and went downstairs to watch TV in the living room. Ginny was sitting on the couch, watching TV already, curled up under a blanket, made of imitation mink fur, since Angeline wouldn't be caught dead with anything made of real fur in her home.
"What are you doing up?" asked Harry.
"Had a dream," said Ginny. "The balverines were attacking the house. What about you?"
"Yeah, bad dreams," said Harry.
"Come sit down," said Ginny, patting the couch next to her. "You don't sleep much though, do you?"
"No," said Harry. "Around four hours, but I feel mostly rested though. The nightmares don't help."
"You have nightmares?" asked Ginny.
Harry rubbed his eyes. "Every night. The only time I don't pretty much is if I'm passed out after a big injury, or when Artemis had us drink that tea with the sleep stuff in it."
"Why did Amadae kiss you?" asked Ginny suddenly. "I seen it when she put the spear in your chest, I noticed it, just before a balverine knocked me down."
Harry made a face. "She would screw anybody where I was imprisoned at. She liked me for some reason, but I couldn't stand her. She wanted me, but there was no way I was getting with that whore. She's a slut and looks a little like Bellatrix Lestrange."
Ginny thought for a moment. "You're right, she does. I kept thinking she looked familiar. She wanted to-get with you."
Harry shuddered. "She tried everything, offering me better food than what I was getting, wine, pot. She'd get mad when I kept rejecting her, and punish me for it."
Ginny's eyes were wide. "She's crazy. Well, you can watch this with me if you like."
There was a scary movie on and they watched, although Ginny ended up falling asleep within an hour, slumping over to lean on Harry.
Harry looked at her and wished he had the guts to ask her out again. She was still friendly with him all these years. She had a dated a couple of men, but every time she was single, he had never been able to ask her out again.
Harry wrapped Ginny in the blanket and carried her up to her room, carefully so she could finish sleeping. She barely moved at all when he picked her up.
They got word in the morning to go to an island in the South Atlantic, where a few islands had popped up, again. They were to go investigate. Fairies were busy dealing with out breaks of creatures in Muggle places. Harry knew the Mind Wipe teams would be working overtime to make people forget the incidents.
Holly couldn't come, going to deal with a balverine outbreak in California.
Harry and the others left home. Artemis told his parents they were going to catch some wizard poachers hunting magical creatures and they believed it. They had Juliet stay behind to guard them.
The boat trip took some time. When they got to the island, they found it was very rocky and they found a hole going in the ground, into darkness.
"Let's go," said Snape.
In Amadae's cave
Amadae was in her cave, putting together more creatures. There was a plant she needed deep in the ocean for this spell, and she had retrieved it and created quite an array of creatures, many of which she had sent off already to do Aeron's bidding. She was creating a new creature now; one that she knew would be a lot of fun, if she got to use it. It looked like an octopus except it was much bigger than normal, plus it could talk, and had a very special ability involving its many extra tentacles. She had a feeling Harry and his little group would come investigating, and she meant to leave this as a present.
"See what the others think of you when they know you're a murderer," she whispered gleefully to herself.
The tunnel snaked down into the ground, dark and murky.
"Why the hell does anyone create a whole island!" asked Ron. "Right in the ocean, I mean really."
"There must be something in this part of ocean that's needed," said Hermione. "I mean, think about it, they create creatures made of different body parts, so they probably need certain ingredients."
"And remember the last island we went to, with the sea serpents?" asked Harry.
"Yes," said Hermione. "Amadae's probably in this cave, making more hideous creatures from various bits from fish and whatnot in these waters."
They came to a three way in the cave. Ron and Hermione took the middle one, Artemis, Butler, and Ginny went to the right, and Harry and Snape took the left.
"If you see anything, call us on the cell phones," said Harry.
"We won't get reception down here," said Hermione.
"You're forgetting who made those," said Harry, pointing at Artemis.
"Reception anywhere in the world," said Artemis, with a slight smile.
Hermione checked the bars. "Oh, wow, I didn't even notice."
They split up.
The path Harry and Snape chose wound deeper and deeper into the ground. Snape (using the lumos spell) lit up the darkened tunnel and it finally widened into a large room, with other rooms off to the side.
There was something that looked to be a giant octopus sitting in the main room. Harry and Snape stared at it, incredulously.
"I'm going to call the others," muttered Snape, taking the phone from his pocket.
Suddenly the octopus reacted, literally knocking him across the room and through the door way into one of the smaller rooms, knocking him out. Harry reacted, letting his claws out as another tentacle swiped at him. Harry slashed at it and ducked. The tentacle hit the wall with a thump.
The octopus spoke suddenly, using Amadae's voice.
"You have some bad memories don't you, Harry," said the octopus. "You're a murderer."
Harry froze. The person he'd killed. How could it know about that?
Harry released his wings and shot forward toward the body of the octopus. A tentacle snatched his ankle and snapped him downwards toward the floor. Harry smashed into it, banging his head. Another tentacle lashed forward wrapping around his torso, pinning his arms to his side. He thrashed, trying to escape.
"Perhaps you need to relive those memories, relive them all, and perhaps someone else needs to see what you did as well," said the octopus, laughing in Amadae's voice. "You're a murderer! You killed an innocent! Bet you haven't told anyone yet!"
"No!" said Harry. If anybody found out, they would think him a monster, he hadn't meant to. It was an accident!
Harry thrashed another tentacle wrapped around his neck. Another one wrapped around one his wrists and he felt little needles sink in. A weird feeling came over him.
He was being kidnapped again, being tortured in the lab. He went through three months of memories in the space of about five minutes, reliving everything over again, including the transformation and the killing of the person.
He realized someone was kissing him deep again, sticking their tongue in his mouth. Harry snapped to the present and realized he was still in the cave and Amadae herself was leaning over, kissing him deeply. Revolted, Harry struggled but realized the tentacles were still holding him.
He couldn't escape. Amadae smiled at him. "I had hoped all your friends would be here to see it, but only one is, so that will have to suffice, I guess. You should have done what I wanted, Harry. But you didn't so too bad for you. You're the only one to ever reject me and you're going pay for it! Now everyone will know."
"Go fuck yourself," said Harry.
Amadae laughed. "I have Aeron for that. Octopus, put more of the chemical into him, and get his friend when he wakes up. Make sure you put enough into Harry that he has to relive it several times. When you've finished, go through to the ocean as I said earlier."
She left the cave as Harry felt the pin needles enter his wrist once more. The octopus injected it in and the tentacles released him. Harry, trapped in the memories, thrashed and screamed on the floor.
Snape came to, the side of his head bleeding slightly. He could hear Harry, screaming in agony in the main room. He got to his feet and rushed in. As soon as he did, a tentacle wrapped around his wrist, and he felt pin needles enter in.
"See what your friend did," said the octopus as Snape sunk to the floor.
In the space of about five minute, Snape seen what Harry had gone through in those three months. After the transformation, he seen something else that he hadn't expected.
Harry trapped in the memories, was reliving his transformation. He broke out of the tank and lunged for the person in front of him.
Madeline was standing there. He felt his claws sink into her stomach, blood dribbling down her skin. She looked at him, feeling the pain from the blades in her. She tried to say something, but all that came out was a gasp. Madeline fell on the ground and didn't move.
Snape, watching everything as a third person, seen Harry stab the girl in the stomach. She gasped and fell on the floor, bleeding everywhere.
Harry had a killed someone. A little girl. Why?
He seen Harry blink the water out of his eyes and stare in horror at what he had just done, the blood running from the end of his blades. The little girl lay still. Then Snape seen something else that surprised him.
Afterwards, Snape found himself on the floor of the cave. The pin needles were still in his wrist and he quickly pulled them out. He realized the octopus was gone.
Harry, reliving the memories, thrashed on the floor. The chemical injected into him began to lessen a little. He began to sort of realize that he was in the cave. He was realizing himself to be in the cave and still reliving the memories at the same time. It gave him a massive headache. His brain didn't know what to focus on. All he knew is that he wanted it to end. He flipped over and bashed his head against the cave floor.
"MAKE IT STOP!" he screamed, bashing hard. His forehead bled, but sparks just popped up to heal it. "MAKE IT STOP! STOP! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" He sank his own claws into his chest, wishing he could kill himself, to make the pain stop.
Snape ran forward and grabbed Harry, who flailed and lashed out at him. His blades were out, and he caught Snape right on the neck, going up to his ear. Luckily it was just the tips, or Snape would have bled out right there on the floor. He grabbed Harry and managed to push him down on the floor. He used his wand for the stupefy spell, but it didn't seem to work very much. Harry stopped attacking but wouldn't hold still. Snape managed to get him flat on his back and put his knee in Harry's throat. Sparks were zipping around his Harry's chest, healing the stab wound.
"Hold still," shouted Snape. Harry choked and struggled, but with lack of air, it made it harder to struggle
Once he plucked the last of the needles out, Harry shuddered. Snape quickly removed his knee to see Harry red faced and gasping for air.
As he managed to breathe, he realized in was in the cave, gasping and laying on the floor. His head hurt like hell.
"Harry," said Snape, shaking his arm. "Are you alright? I seen your memories, all of them. The girl-"
Snape seen all his memories? This clicked in Harry's brain and he sat up, ignoring the pain in his head and chest. "What do you mean you seen the girl?"
Harry got to feet, despite Snape trying to make him sit. "Harry, I seen-I seen you kill the girl-"
"It was an accident!" shouted Harry, stepping back. He winced at the pain in his chest. "I didn't mean to, she was there and I thought the figure I saw was Aeron. I never meant to kill her. I always did everything I could to help her and her sister, to try and make them suffer less. They were just little girls."
Harry sat down hard on the floor; his head felt like it was splitting from the headache. Snape bent down next to him.
"She's not dead," said Snape. "I seen the memories and when you went for Aeron, she had sparks dancing rapidly all over stomach. She got up and ran off."
Harry stared at Snape, his eyes fuzzy, from the headache. "W-what?"
"She lived," said Snape. "She must have had powers like you."
"She didn't, she would have told me-"
"Harry, I seen the sparks," explained Snape. "She got up, and ran."
Harry rubbed his head, wishing the pain in his head to stop. "The lab collapsed, she probably died, and it still would be my fault…"
"I bet she got out," said Snape. "With powers like yours, she would be able to survive and get out."
Harry stared at the floor, feeling himself start to fade out. "You don't think I'm a monster?"
"No," answered Snape, honestly. "I'm not stupid like Amadae probably thinks. You were disoriented coming out of the tanks and thought someone else was in front of you."
Harry slumped onto the floor, exhausted and in pain. Snape had to carry him back, which was not easy in the tunnel. They got to the three way and Snape used Harry's phone to call the Ron and Hermione and they said they were almost back.
They did and Butler and the rest came next.
"Our tunnel went on for ages and then just came to a dead end," said Ron.
"Ours too," said Butler.
"What's wrong with the others" asked Ginny, bending down next to him.
Butler, being the biggest and strongest, carried Harry as they went back to the boat and set him in his room to sleep.
Harry slept until night. Everyone else was asleep already. Harry lay in bed thinking a minute, his stomach clenching at the thought that he'd just relived everything over again in the cave. He got out of bed and went up to the deck and sat in a chair. He leaned forward and rested his forehead on his hands.
Butler, unable to sleep, came up and seen Harry sitting in the chair. He crept back down.
Harry couldn't believe Snape had said Madeline was alive. If he had turned around, he would have seen her getting up. What if she had died when the lab exploded? She could be dead and it still be his fault. He had helped explode the lab.
Butler came up behind him with a six pack of beer.
"You look like you need this," said Butler, setting it down on a small table.
"Huh? Oh, thanks." Harry took a beer popped the lid off. "I didn't know you drank."
"I don't drink much," said Butler. "I drink a glass of wine once in a while, with dinner, or maybe a single shot of scotch. Alcohol numbs your senses and dulls your reflexes. As a bodyguard, I can't have that."
"Yeah, that makes sense," said Harry, swigging his beer.
"Snape told us about the cave incident," said Butler.
Harry tensed.
"We understand what happened, and how Amadae wanted us to think you're a monster and a child killer, but none of us think that," said Butler.
"What if Snape hadn't seen her get up?" said Harry. "What if she just died right there on the floor? What about then?"
"No," said Butler. "Amadae wants us to turn on you, but we know why. You were disoriented coming out of the tank. You had just come from an agonizing experience and had water in your eyes. How could you see? So, no one thinks you're a monster."
Harry took a swig from the bottle. "I did my best to make her and her sister, Angel, suffer as little as possible. I knew Aeron was torturing them on side, when I wasn't around. He would bring them around me and tell me instead of him using the Crucio curse on me; I could let them take it instead. I always said no. They were just little kids. I think the younger ones mind was beginning to snap already. She never said much. Usually it was Madeline I seen, though. I wish I knew where they were at. I knew Aeron said he had Angel taken away somewhere, and left Madeline behind."
"If we find Aeron, we'll probably find Madeline," said Butler, sipping his beer.
They were glad to get back to Ireland. Mr. Fowl had dropped them off in the improved Hummer that Artemis had created (when they took the boat to the island). Artemis had made it with solar panels to create energy, so it required no gasoline, and had a back battery charged to go for two weeks, just in case the solar panels didn't work for some reason.
Harry had been surprised to see the Hummer at first, because everyone knew what gas guzzlers they were, and the Fowl family was supposed to be trying to reduce their carbon footprint and help the world with pollution and animal extinction. But when Artemis explained how it worked, Harry had been impressed. It was just like a normal Hummer inside, with room enough for everybody and a small fridge built into the floor.
However, Mr. Fowl was not waiting for them with the vehicle. Artemis had called his father's cell from the boat before they docked, but there had been no answer. He tried Angeline's number as well, but again, nothing.
"That's odd," said Artemis, biting his lip. "Usually one of them answers."
Butler called from his phone as well but nobody picked up. And, at the dock, there was nobody to pick them up.
Mr. Fowl got up in the morning and remembered he was to pick his son up plus his friends. Juliet made a light breakfast of blueberry waffles and coffee for them and went to practice in the gym.
When mid afternoon came, Mr. Fowl went to get his keys for the Hummer, and could not find them anywhere.
"Angeline," called Mr. Fowl. "Did you see the keys to the Hummer?"
Angeline came from the adjoining bath in the bedroom. "No, I haven't."
"I could have sworn I left them on the vanity." Mr. Fowl thought a moment as he checked his pockets. "For that matter, where's my cell phone?"
"I can't find mine either, Timmy," said Angeline, using her pet name for him. "I probably dropped it in the Bentley this morning when I went shopping."
Mr. Fowl went downstairs, looking everywhere for his keys and cell phone. It wasn't like him to lose those particular things. Angeline lost her cell phone at least once a week and would spend time looking for it until her husband, Butler, or Artemis asked her if it was in the car.
Angeline went to look in the car, peering on the floor, under the seat and in between it and the console. Nothing. She checked the console itself and the glove box, just in case. Still nothing.
She went in the house, trying to think. She dug through her purse and looked all around the bedroom and under the bed, in the bathroom. She asked the twins, in case Myles had taken it to dissemble for parts or something. Myles was in his lab, telling Becket to stop using his notes for drawing pads.
"No, Mum, I haven't seen your phone," said Myles, puttering with some wires on his desk that were hooked to a laptop. Apparently had found an old toy of Beckett's, where you pull the lever and the toy talks, saying what kind of noise and an animal makes."
"Ku sier mø fra," said the machine.
"No, not Norwegian, I want Swedish," said Myles, typing something into the computer.
Snattret för andnågot att sägasnatter," said the machine.
"Yes, success!" shouted Myles. "Did you check the car, Mum?"
"Yes, but it wasn't there," said Angeline. "Have fun with your toys." She shut the door.
Mr. Fowl was still searching for his stuff and was annoyed. The Hummer was the only vehicle where they could cram everyone in.
Finally he had an idea.
Juliet came in from her workout, dressed in a black sports bra and black capri sweat pants, the words Apple Bottom printed across her backside.
"Okay, Juliet," said Mr. Fowl. "Very funny, ha ha. But you can give us the keys and phones back."
"What?" asked Juliet, using a small towel to wipe her face off.
"You hid our phones and keys, didn't you?" asked Mr. Fowl. "Alright, we spent enough time looking for them. Where did you hide them?"
"I didn't hide them," said Juliet, looking puzzled. "I've been in the gym."
"We can't find them anywhere," said Angeline.
"I haven't seen them," said Juliet. "Did you check the car?"
"Yes," replied Angeline.
"They've got to be around somewhere," said Angeline.
Two days before, Aeron's lab.
Amadae went to find Aeron, working in one of his rooms, making notes on a pad.
"Aeron, I wanted to ask you something," she said.
"What is it?"
"You brought Snape back to life," said Amadae. "Well, I wanted to know if you could bring someone back to life that I knew once."
Aeron leaned back and thought. "Well, I could, if I had the body."
"There is no body," said Amadae. "Blasted to ash, but I have a lock of hair, if that would help."
"Do you know how hard it can be to bring a person back, with that little?" asked Aeron. "It would use a lot of Pimante, and would take a most complicated spell. It might not work at all. It would depend on the persons will to live when they were alive."
"Oh, there was definitely much will," said Amadae. "Please, will you at least try?"
"Give me the hair," said Aeron and Amadae removed a locket from the pocket of her robe. "You must do me a favor first. Dear me, aren't I indulgent with you, allowing that little trick with the octopus. You're a vengeful little thing, aren't you?"
Amadae gave a wicked smile.
"Come here," said Aeron, allowing Amadae to sit on his lap. "Good thing I wasn't as foolish as Potter to resist your charms. Who knows what you might do to me."
Later, they lay in Amadae's chapter, naked in the bed, having finished.
"I'll get started on the resurrection spell," said Aeron, while Amadae sat up and slipped on a silk nightie. "But you must do a favor for me, involving that Fowl boy."
"Anything for you," said Amadae, brushing her dark curls back.
Heading to Fowl Manor
Artemis Fowls phone rang in his pocket. They were in a rented vehicle that Butler had gotten, in a hurry to get back to see what had delayed Mr. Fowl. He had tried calling Juliet, but there was no answer.
Artemis answered the phone, seeing it was his mother. "Mother, about time, we tried calling you."
A voice laughed on the other end. "Thank goodness I'm not your mother, you Fowl brat."
Artemis froze. It was Amadae.
"Amadae," said Artemis, so everyone else knew who was on the phone. Butler pushed the gas pedal down, speeding the vehicle up. Everybody shifted in their seats. "What are you doing with my mother's phone?"
Amadae giggled. "Come to the Manor and find out. I believe your parents are in quite a Fowl situation." She laughed wickedly, enjoying her own joke.
Artemis's grip tightened on the phone. "I swear if you lay a hand on either of them or Juliet-"
"What are you going to do?" asked Amadae. "Rip my intestines out? Lop my head off? You can do nothing boy."
She hung up.
"Did she hurt your parents or Juliet?" asked Harry.
"I don't know, but we better get there fast."
"I'm on it already," said Butler, weaving through traffic. He cut someone off who was talking on the cell phone and eating a burger at the same time. They shouted through the window, spewing bits of meat and lettuce. "ASSHOLE!"
Butler zoomed through traffic, going way faster than the speed limit. They got to the Fowl Manor in record time and zoomed up the road leading to the house. The gate was wide open.
They squealed to a halt in front of the house and everybody piled out, wands drawn, and in Harry's case, claws out.
Butler drew his Sig Sauer and took the safety off. "Everybody be careful. Artemis, stay behind me."
They entered into the house. Harry brought his wings out and went into through an open window. He found himself in Artemis's bedroom.
He crept out of the door and onto the landing, Butler's room was across the hall, and the door was open, he looked inside and didn't see anybody.
Downstairs, Butler had opened the door, wondering how Amadae had gotten past the security system, but then wizards could do a lot of things. And the system probably hadn't been armed fully, with the Fowl parent's home.
Butler entered into the foyer, gun ready to fire, wondering where Juliet was.
Ron, Hermione and Ginny, checked the first floor, including the basement. Butler went upstairs with Snape.
Butler seen Harry come out of his room, shaking his head, signaling no one was in there.
They crept down the hall to the parent's main bedroom. No one was in there. They decided to check the attic space, where Angeline had confined herself during her depression, too depressed and attached to the room to come out.
Harry opened the door. Mr. and Mrs. Fowl were up against the wall, holding Beckett and Myles, looking terrified. Amadae was standing over them, her wand drawn, looking triumphant. There were three winged balverines in the room.
"Hello, Harry," said Amadae. "Did you like the little present I left you?"
A muscle twitched in Harry's neck. She made him relive all those memories, just for revenge. Harry wanted to cut her head off.
"I hope your friends like the present downstairs."
At that moment, Harry heard Ginny scream.
Butler shot at Amadae, who deflected the bullet with a spell. The balverines came forward, swiping at Harry, who jumped back just in time. Amadae shot a Petrificus Totalus spell at Butler, but one of Harry's wings blocked it and it was now paralyzed. Harry grunted in pain and the balverines came running forward, driving Harry and Butler down the hall.
Harry heard Mr. Fowl yell and then Amadae was out, dragging Angeline, who looked dazed.
"How about just one for now?" asked Amadae. "I'm come back later for the others." She pulled out a dagger and slit Angeline throat and threw her over the rail without hesitation.
Harry yelled and lunged for Amadae, fully intending to rip out her intestines and slash her own throat. Amadae raised her wand and Harry crashed into her, stabbing her in the side with her claws. Amadae screamed and twisted and slightly. The railing couldn't support the blow and it broke. Amadae scrambled not fall, bleeding from the side and a balverine grabbed her arm. Harry fell.
There was a suit of armor below, pure bronze, holding a pike slightly out. Angeline had missed it by a few inches. Harry fell straight down, and was stabbed through the chest by the pike. He yelled and the suit fell to pieces, the bronze bits clattering and clanging everywhere.
The pike snapped and Harry landed on his back, part of it wedged in him. His hand flopped out and landed on Angeline's neck. He could feel the warm, wet blood on it as he passed out.