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Chapter 4
"What are you saying Dumbledore?" Stepan asked coldly, the grip on his cane tightened as his eyes blazed with underlying anger. "What I'm mean is, Mr. Ivanov, your daughter has been performing rather advanced dark magic and I would like to know the reason why you choose to teach her at such an early age?" The old coot asked, placing his clasped hands on top of his desk, his blue eyes twinkling like crazy. Valentina placed a protective hand on Diana's shoulder and shot glares at the headmaster. "If you must know, Headmaster, though I don't see how this is any of your business, Stepan and I felt that Diana need to know these spell to protect herself."
Dumbledore looked alarmed as he looked at the both of them. "My dear lady, I don't see why you would need to teach her such advanced magic. Hogwarts is a safe school. Nothing will harm her during her stay here." Diana held back a scoff at his response. Bullshit, old man. "Not from what our daughter has written in her letter to us. She says there have been several incidences with a certain student, named Ronald Weasley." Stepan stated in an icy tone while Dumbledore nodded his head, wanting to speak at the moment. "I'm well aware of those incidents, Mr. Ivanov. But-"
"So, you do nothing?" Stepan cut the old man off, anger clearly in his voice. "What kind of school are you running, Headmaster?" Stepan gripped his cane as he stood up, Diana and Valentina followed suit right after. "Expect to receive a letter from the Board of Government, Headmaster." He snarled before leaving the office without another word, the wooden door slamming shut.
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"Eat that, Dumbledore." Diana snickered, having too much fun as Dumbledore's reaction replayed over and over again in her mind. The adults behind her chuckled at her reaction. "Dumbledore won't stop until you have complied but there's no doubt he will be moving more cautiously," Stepan said, the sound of his cane clacked against the stone tiled floor. "Good. That will make our next plans much easier." Diana said, a devious smirk on her face. "You should head down to the common room," Stepan said. "Your friends must be waiting for you." He stated. Diana said her goodbyes. After many kisses, she finally departed for the Slytherin common room.
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Dumbledore frowned to himself as he reread the letter in his hand once again.
Mr. Dumbledore,
My apologies for the last reply to your request. Activities in Gringotts have increased in the last few weeks and I only now, have managed to receive a bit of time to get some answer for you. In regards to the infant you are seeking information on, Diana Potter, our records show that the infant has passed away 10 years ago from health complications. Unfortunately, I have no other information to give you at this time. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to Owl Gringotts.
Best regards,
Ragnok,
Gringotts Wizarding Bank, Bankteller
Well, this certainly is not part of the plan. Dumbledore thought as he folded the letter back up and left it on the desk as he leaned back in his chair. He knew that Lily's sister, Petunia, was against anything that was considered 'unnatural' in Muggle standards. He was planning on having Petunia and her husband control the little Riddle brat and possibly degrade her on an emotional and psychological level. Meaning, when Diana Riddle came to school, she would gravitate towards him and would be under his thumb.
Well, that isn't an option now. A minor change of plan, really. The Dursleys just did the job for him, the job that he would have to do after Diana killed her father. There can only be one strong wizard in Wizarding London and that wizard was going to be him.
November, Friday
"Dumbledore a été calme depuis la nuit d'Halloween." (F) (Dumbledore has been quiet since Halloween night.) Draco said as the gang walked through the nearly empty corridor towards their next class, Potions. They had left their previous class a late since Madam Hooch had made them stay behind to help straighten out wayward brooms. The corridor was chilly from the changing weather from fall to winter. "Bien sûr. Il reste probablement un peu bas pour que le Conseil des Gouverneurs ne soit pas sur lui.." (F) (Of course. He is probably staying low for a bit so the Board of Governors won't be on to him.) Diana said as they walked around the corner to a couple of familiar Gryffindors harassing one of their own.
"Well, well, well. A couple of lonely lions ganging up on one of their own. Tut, tut Weasley, aren't Gryffindors supposed to be loyal and friendly towards each other?" Diana said tauntingly as the gang stopped in a little ways away from Weasley and his gang. "Beat it, Ivanov. What happens between us and Neville here, doesn't concern you, you filthy snakes." Weasley snarled. Diana took the time to look down at the shaking figure huddled on the floor. Longbottom... Diana thought, her eyes narrowed slightly when Longbottom looked up his housemates with pain written over his face and a few thin cuts on his face and lips.
Since the start of school, Diana learned that Longbottom's parents were permanent residents in St. Mungo's resulted from an extended time under the cruciatus curse. Common knowledge is that Bellatrix and Rodulphus were the ones who performed the curse on his parents. The thing is, Severus didn't recall hearing her father giving the order to Bellatrix and her husband. Plus, she couldn't ask her father since she hadn't had the time to speak with Quirrell. From what Diana could observe during her classes with the Gryffindors, Longbottom wasn't that talented in any of the subjects. His housemates surely didn't help with things when Longbottom was in a pinch. "My, Weasley has finally grown some balls." Malfoy sneered as the rest of the gang snickered at this. Weasley's face turned the same shade of red as his hair. "S-Shut up Malfoy! I shou-"
"What is going on here?" A silky voice appeared behind them. The Gryffindors paled at Severus' arrival while the gang just looked on with a smirk. Severus' black eyes looked down at Longbottom's huddled figure and they narrowed. "Twenty points from Gryffindor for fighting with your fellow housemate. Ms. Granger, take Mr. Longbottom to the Infirmary. For the rest of you. Get. To. Class." Severus growled. Weasley and his gang jumped into action and quickly gathered their book bags while Hermione helped Longbottom get back up on his feet. They hightailed it out of there with Severus casually walking behind them. "Je te verrai en classe." (F) (I'll see you in class.) Hermione said as she lugged the staggering Longbottom with her.
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Diana tossed in the final ingredient, pixie wings, to her potion and gave it five stirs counterclockwise. The Slytherins were close to finishing up as well while the Gryffindors were not even close. She extinguished the fire and let her potion cool down before she leaned back in her chair to relax. Severus began walking down each aisle, inspecting the potions as he usually did. As he walked by her table, a note slides into her hand and he walked away like nothing happened.
Diana opened the note inconspicuously in her hand and quickly scanned the note. Dumbledore has a Wizengamot board meeting tonight after dinner and will be gone from the school premises for a couple of hours. This is a perfect time for you to proceed to the next step. Diana smirked at this and held the note in her hand. Her plan is getting into motion. She quickly slides the note towards Draco without attracting any attention, well mostly Gryffindors and lightly tapped Draco on the arm.
The blonde took his eye off his potion since he wasn't at a crucial point of the potion making and scanned the note. He silently nodded and he passed the note to the Blaise and Theodore behind them. Everyone in the gang silently read the note just in time as the bell rang and Severus dismissed them from the classroom. "What are you planning to do?" Pansy asked as they all left the classroom. "Before I sent Prometheus back home," Diana said. "He told me that there is a wooden door on the third floor that has the same signature as the stone, though it is very faint. Severus thinks that the stone most likely had passed through that door at one point." The gang nodded.
"Will you be going alone?" Theodore asked. Diana smirked and motioned towards Hermione and Draco. "These two will be coming with me." No one had any objections since Diana had mentioned that those two would be closes to her, just like Severus and Lucius were closest to Father.
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"Come on," Diana whispered to the two people behind her and moved away from the corner they were currently in. Hermione and Draco followed close behind her. It was a full moon, the light from the moon cast eerie shadows in the corridor. Light snoring came from the paintings hanging on the floor as they silently walked through the corridors, careful to not wake up the paintings as well as attracting the attention of Filch and his cat. After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at the wooden door.
"Are you sure this is the door Prometheus was speaking of?" Draco said as he eyed the door from head to foot. Diana nodded as she pulled out her wand from her robe pocket. "Yeah. If not, we'll have a lot to do to find the right door." Draco and Hermione gave a short nod, also pulling out their wands at the ready. "There might be a trap behind this door, so stay alert, you two." She said, placing her hand on the doorknob. Draco rolled his eyes. "Who knew you had Gryffindor sentiment, Diana." Said girl gave him a glare before whispering to the door. "Alohamora."
A faint sound of the door unlocking could be heard. Diana gave her two friends one last look before turning to face the door and swung open the door. At first, Diana could see nothing, only darkness. Her eyes quickly adjusted to the dark and at first, she couldn't figure out what she was looking at. She could see an enormous mound that seemed to go up endlessly, maybe even to the ceiling but not much detail after that. What the hell is that? She thought, frowning as she stepped closer to the enormous mound. "What is that?" Draco whispered.
"I have no idea," Diana said, having already reached the giant mound, reaching her hand out to touch it, finding her fingers brushing against silky soft...fur? Why the hell is there a huge mound of fur here? She leaned in closer to inspect the fur when she heard a muffled rhythmic thump. Diana's eyes widen when she realized the muffled thumps were coming from within the mound. She quickly stepped away from the mound. "It's alive." She whispered, catching the attention of her two companions.
"What?! Why the hell did the old coot place a live creature in here?" Hermione whispered rather loudly, almost shrieking in the dark room. "Ssshhh. Hermione, not so loud. It might hear us." Draco said in an annoyed voice. Diana was about shush the blonde as well when she saw the mound stir and something shifted in the dark. Seconds later, three giant dog heads appeared from within the shadows, a low growl coming from its jaws. "Run," Diana said softly, her heart thumping loudly in her chest.
No one needed to be told twice. The three of them bolted out of the room with a snarling, giant beast charging at them. Diana slammed the door shut behind her just in time as the beast lunged for them, it's drooling mouth snapping at them. Snarling came from the other side of the door as the three tried to catch their breath. "Why the hell is the old man hiding a Cerberus in the school?" Draco almost yelled in a whisper. "It's obvious isn't it, Draco? The old bastard wants to keep anyone from trying to get the philosopher's stone." Diana said, dusting invisible dust off her school robes. "But does he really need to go to extreme measures by placing a bloody Cerberus in there?" Hermione asked, her voice shaking with exhilaration.
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Severus looked up from his book when he heard a sharp knock at his door. It must be Diana and the others. He thought, placing the bookmark on the page and snapped the book shut. He walked over to the door and opened it. Immediately, Diana and her two companions came walking in, rambling about something. "Please come in," Severus said sarcastically as he closed the door shut. "Now, would you please repeat what you were rambling about?" He said as he motioned towards the sofas. Diana and her company sat down together on the couch as Severus flicked his wand to make sure the security charm around his office was still intact.
"We saw a Cerberus behind that secret door," Diana said straight away. Severus froze as he was about to sit down in the wingback chair across from them, just for a few seconds before cautiously sitting all the way down, like he was afraid there was an explosive under his chair that would detonate the moment he sat down. "Are you sure it's a Cerberus? The three of you were in the dark and the shadows could be playing tricks with your eyes." Draco scowled at this. "We wouldn't lie about this, Uncle Sev." The potion master looked over at Hermione to see the brunette nodding her head upon seeing his gaze. He knew the other two wouldn't lie, especially about something like this.
"What I, us," Diana said, making a hand gesture to her and her two companions. "Would like to know is, why is there a Cerberus hidden in the school and no one has a bloody clue?" Draco and Hermione silently nodded in agreement. Severus sighed softly as he crossed his leg over the other, his obsidian eyes looking at nothing particularly. "For the why, I assume it's Dumbledore's way to make sure no one gets their hands on the philosopher's stone. For the how I believe Dumbledore got the Cerberus from Hagrid." The three's eyes widen ever so slightly. "The half-giant got his hands on a Cerberus?" Diana asked, having a hard time believing the bumbling idiot could even get one. "Most likely off the black market," Severus said. "Hagrid is known for bringing back dangerous creature, especially creatures that fall under the Class A Non-Tradeable Goods category. Cerberus is one of them."
Diana was silent for a few, the pad of her thumb and forefinger rubbed together in small circles. "We'll need to find a way to get past the Cerberus." The people in the room were also silent, the sound of the wood cracking in the lit fireplace was the only thing that could be heard. "There was a flute there. It was right next to the Cerberus." Hermione stated after a bit. Severus slowly nodded, contemplating the new information. "If my speculations are true, this could be a flute that can put any beast to sleep when played. I'll need time to do some research. Your winter break is next month. We can have a better plan during that time."
November, Saturday
"Father, do you remember giving orders to Bellatrix to torture the Longbottoms?" Diana asked her father. They were chatting in Quirrell's office in the early afternoon. Voldemort's face scrunched up a little as if with concentration as he tried to remember if he did send out such orders, shaking his head. "I don't recall giving Bellatrix that order, especially to one of our own. Why?" Diana frowned at this. "One of our own? They were on our side? Aren't they a Gryffindor family?" Diana asked.
Voldemort frowned at this. "They are but about six months before their demise, they finally saw Dumbledore for what he really is. They heard about our cause and they became a part of my ranks. I made them our inside link to the Order of the Phionex. Their mission was to relay any information said during these meetings. By the time I regained consciousness, Severus told me something had happened to them." Diana saw her father changed to sorrowful look for a brief moment before he clenched his teeth. "Make sure Bellatrix gets punished."
November, Thursday
"If I joined the Quidditch team this year, I would have smoked Wood," Draco said to Diana and the rest of the gang as they stepped onto the Quidditch field for broom flying class. Diana snorts. "Not if I beat it to you first. You and I both know that I'm the fastest out of the both of us." The others snickered at the bewildered look on the blond hair boy. "Sorry mate, I have to agree with her on that," Blaise said, having an amused look on his face while shrugging his shoulders. Draco scowled at that. "Hey, what kind of friend are you?" Blaise didn't say anything except stick his tongue out at him. "Very mature, Blaise." The blonde scoffed, shaking his head a little.
"Ron, cut out! Give it back to me!" The gang looked in front of them to see Longbottom chasing after Weasley, who was holding a large marble-sized glass ball above his head. "Give it back to me." Weasley mocked in a high voice, much to the amusement of his friends. "Wow, you must really be stupid if you need this to remember things, Longbottom." Weasley jeered as he tossed the glass ball up in the air and catching it several times. "Quit it, Ron. My gran bought this for me, and she'll kill me if she found out I lost it." Longbottom said, almost sounding like he was begging as he tried to catch the glass ball before Weasley as it went up in the air, but the redhead was faster.
"Quit it, Ron," Weasley said in a mocking voice once again as he raised the ball above his head, out of the reach of Longbottom's outstretched arm. "My my, Weasley. Causing trouble already? I suggest you listen to Longbottom. His grandmother is a powerful woman." Diana said coldly, her hand shot out to snatch the glass ball from the redhead's hand. Weasley was caught off guard when the glass ball disappeared from his hand but she just scoffed. "That old bitch won't do anything. I'm not scared of her-"
Suddenly, Longbottom cocked his arm back and struck the redhead on the jaw, making Weasley stumble back from the ferocity of the punch. "Take that back, you bastard! Don't you ever call my grandmother that again!" Longbottom shouted, his body heaving a little from anger, his clenched fist shaking by his side. Weasley was about to snap at Longbottom when Madame Hooch blew sharply into her whistle. "Alright, class, gather around!" The class grumbled and the crowd that had gathered around slowly dispersed towards the direction of the Quidditch referee. "This isn't over, Longbottom. We're continuing this in the common room." Weasely snarled lowly at Longbottom before moving towards Madam Hooch, intentionally colliding his arm against Longbottom, making the poor kid stumble a little.
Last Day of November
The school was silent due to the fact, most of the students had gone down to the snow-covered stadium to see the Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw Quidditch game. Diana wasn't interested in watching the game, even though most of her housemates were going just to laugh at Ravenclaw team struggle and decided to spend her time in the library to catch up on her reading. She found herself sitting across from Longbottom who was catching up on his homework, rolls of parchment strewn around him along with a bunch of books.
"I want to thank you," Neville said in a meek voice. Diana looked up from her book, an eyebrow raised. "Thank me for what?" Longbottom cheeked flushed red and cleared his throat. "For helping last time and the previous times. " He said, his fingers rolling his quill against his thumb. "I-I want to make it up to you. I'll do anything you want me to do." Diana felt amused that the kid was willing to do anything for her and that all she needed to do was ask. She was tempted, but honestly, she didn't think he could handle it.
"Very well Longbottom. I'll keep your offer in mind." She simply stated and they both went into a comfortable silence. "Longbottom, do you know the... identity of your parents' attackers?" She asked in a casual voice as she flipped a page in her book. She could feel Longbottom's gaze on her, his homework forgotten at the moment. He looked down at his forgotten parchment paper, his fingers clenched into a fist as his eyes stared at nothing "Yeah. That crazy bitch Bellatrix Lestrange and her husband." Diana raised an eyebrow at his sudden change of demeanor and use of swear words, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
Neville flushed once he realized what he was saying. "S-Sorry Diana. I-I don't k-know what happened. I-" Diana quickly composed her facial features and waved his concerns with a sweeping motion with her hand. "No harm was done, Longbottom." Longbottom believed her and quickly went back to his neglected homework, his cheeks still flushed. Diana leaned back in her chair as if in deep thought about how to answer a certain question for her homework, her quill dancing slightly between her fingers as another smirk played with her lips. She had just found another possible supporter of their cause.
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"Are you sure about this, Diana? You do realize that Longbottom's family has a long history of being Gryffindor. What the hell make you think that he could be swayed to be converted on to our side?" Draco asked, pacing side to side in front of the couch in the Slytherin common room, his hand running through his blond locks. "Simple, we'll just tell him that we have Bellatrix and Rudolphus and that we are giving him clear access to seek revenge." The gang was silent before Blaise cracked up laughing, taking a few minutes to calm down before saying something. "Have you gone mental, Diana? If you haven't noticed, Longbottom can barely perform a simple Wingardium Leviosa during class without stuttering like a fool. Do you honestly expect him to perform a cruciatus curse on someone?"
Diana was silent as she stared intently in the dancing fire. "I know what I'm doing. However, I won't be the one talking to Longbottom. Severus will." She said softly, almost in a whisper. Hermione nodded slowly. "Longbottom will be more perceptive to the information if it was told by an adult, not a bunch of first years." The others eventually nodded in agreement. "How do you think he will react?" Pansy asked. Diana shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows. Gryffindors are known to be unpredictable at times. We'll see in due time."
December, Friday
The Hogwarts Express left Hogsmeade Station filled with excited students, bound towards King's Cross. "What are your plans for the holidays?" Diana asked towards the gang. Blaise peered up from the game of wizard's chess he was playing with Draco. "The usual. Heading over to Italy with Mother for a while and come back if called." All of them nodded since they were doing something similiar but not all the same. Diana smirked as she turned her head to look out of the window, watching the scenery rush by in a blur.
"So, you're saying you all would be a part of my inner circle when I have my own army to run?" She asked. The others looked at her and nods. "Of course. We swore our fealty to you the moment we all met." Daphne said, briefly pausing from reading the recent edition of Witch Weekly. "Very well," Diana said, feeling pleased that her friends had agreed to stay by her side. Theodore's eyes flickered to the door and silently motioned for them to stop talking, placing a finger on his lips. Diana flicked her eyes from the window to the sliding door which had windows that people can peer into the compartment from the narrow walkway.
"Qui est-ce, Theodore?" (F) (Who is it, Theodore?) Diana asked. "Qui d'autre? C'est la belette qui ne meurt jamais." (F) (Who else? It's the weasel that never dies.) Theodore sneered, causing the others to snicker. Diana smirked, watching as Weasley peeked into the compartment through the window. The redhead turned bright red when he noticed all eyes in the compartment was looking at him and quickly fled the area. "Problème résolu." (F) (Problem solved.) Theodore smirked. "Pour l'instant." (F) (For now.) Draco said and identical evil smirks went on everyone's lips.
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"Natal'ya!" (R) (Natalya!) Valentina called out to her over the sound of other parents calling out of their children the moment she stepped off the train. "Mama!" (R) (Mother!) Diana called out and rushed over to hug Valentina tight, despite the fact some of the students and some of the professors that were chaperoning the train ride, was looking over to them. "Gde otets?" (R) (Where is Father?) She asked, immediately changing to Russian "Tvoy otets dolzhen byl chto-to posetit' v ministerstve. On vernetsya do obeda." (R) (Your father had to attend to something in the Ministry. He'll be back before dinner.)
"Mama, mozhet Germiona priyti na obed?" (R) (Mother, can Hermione come over for lunch?) Diana often mentioned Hermione and her friends in her letters to home and she told her adoptive parents about the brunette's situation. Valentina smiled at Diana and then at Hermione, who was standing a little bit off to the side. "Konechno." (R) (Of course.) Diana smiled and turned around to look at the brunette, making beckoning motions for her to come over and that it was ok for her to stay over. The three bid the rest goodbye and left the train station via side-apparition to the Ivankov Estate. Diana's disguised appearance melted off her face, revealing her true look. Hermione looked in amazement at her friend's new appearance. "Wow, you look so much different, the true you I mean." Diana laughed softly and place an arm around her shoulder. "Get used to it. Only those in my inner circle and the death eaters will see my true looks."
"Honestly, have those people ever been taught that it is rude to stare at people?" Narcissa huffed the moment she and Draco apparated in the foyer. The rest of the gang appeared. They decided to leave at certain times so it wouldn't alert any of Dumbledore's cronies. "I agree with you, Cissa. A bunch of indignant people." Isabelle Greengrass sniffed with disdain as she took off her cloak which was placed on the coat hanger by a house elf. "Mistress, Kappy finished making lunch." A house elf squeaked as it padded into the foyer before disappearing with a loud pop.
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Dian looked up from the book she was reading in the living room with Hermione when she heard the sound of the Floo activate. The brunette decided to stay a little longer after lunch, not wanting to go back to the orphanage just yet. She placed her book page down on the couch, saving the page she was reading on when Christopher and Stepan stepped through. "Brother." She mumbled as she was pulled into his arms. He didn't say anything as he kissed the top of her head. She moved from her brother to hug Stepan before looking back at Christopher. "Come, I have someone one I want you to meet." She said, taking his hand and pulling him with her to the living room. Stepan chuckled softly and left the room in the opposite direction to find his wife.
"Hermione, this is my brother, Christopher. Christopher, this is Hermione, the one I met in Diagon Alley." Diana said as she dropped her brother's hand while introducing them to each other. The brunette looked up from her book when she heard her name get called to see Diana coming back into the room with a handsome boy, perhaps a year older than them. Christopher's face was neutral as always when meeting new people but his eyes were looking over Hermione from head to foot. "Nice to meet you, Hermione." He said, reaching down to take a hold of her hand, finding himself unable to look away from her brown eyes as he lifted her hand to his lips, barely brushing his lips against her knuckles.
The brunette's face blushed a little as the boy in front of her kissed her hand so gently, she barely noticed how soft his lips were. "N-Nice to meet you too, Christopher." Christopher gave a rare smile towards her as he let go of her hand. His eyes flickered to the book she had placed face down on the couch. "Dark Magic Theories...this is a lengthy read for a first year.." He said before his eyes flickered back to Hermione. The brunette puffed her cheeks and tilt her nose up a little. "I can handle the lengthy read. I'm not your particular first year." Christopher raised an eyebrow but his eyes showed amusement behind them, a smirk on his lips. "Its a pleasure meeting you, Hermione. Perhaps I'll be seeing you again one day." He said before walking away towards the grand staircase going up to the upper level.
December, Monday
"You idiot! I told you to not got there with your team!" Diana yelled and slammed a powerful cruciatus curse at Yaxley in anger. The grown man crumbled to the floor, screaming and a writhing mess on the floor. The other death eaters scrambled away from the writhing form, leaving a good enough space between them and him. The curse ended and the silence was only broken from the wheezing and heavy panting from Yaxley. "Dolohov." Diana snapped, her wand still clutched tightly in her hand. A shaggy-looking male stepped forward from the crowd and immediately bent down on one knee, bending his head in respect. "Yes, my lady?"
"I want you and Severus to form a team to rescue those captured." She said coldly. Dolohov looked up at her for a second before looking down at his feet as Severus moved from standing next to the throne chair where Christopher was currently standing and moved to kneel next to Dolohov. "Yes, my lady. I will forever be your faithful servant." They both said in unison. Diana sent them off with a silent motion with her hand. The chamber was deadly silent as Diana stepped off the stone dais towards the twitching form of Yaxley. "Now for your punishment, Yaxley."
The grown man turned to a sniveling human being as he got up on his knees, reaching to grab the hem of her cloak. "Let go of me." She hissed venomously, grabbing onto her cloak and ripped it out of his grip. Christopher was silent the entire time until he stood up from the throne chair and walked over to stand next to his sister. "I have the perfect spell for him." He said, his voice echoing in the enormous chamber. Diana smirked sadistically. She enjoyed learning the spells they taught in Koldovstoretz. He moved to stand behind Diana and grabbed a hold of her hand that was still holding her wand and pointed it to Yaxley.
Christopher mumbled something as he moved his wand in sharp movements so that Diana was the only one who heard it. "Otvarit' iznutri" (R) (Boil from the inside.) Nothing happened at first before Yaxley let out a painful scream, rolling back in forth on the floor as his clawed at his skin. Steam erupted from within his body as his screams continued to come, his skin quickly turning red and blisters started to form. The spectators remained silent in fear as they watched their fellow death eater scream in agony from an unknown spell.
"Konets zaklinaniya." (R) (End spell.) The spell suddenly ends and Yaxley's screams changed to pained whimpers. Diana walked over to the figure on the floor to see what kind of damage the spell did to a human being. Yaxley's skin was bright red with numerous blisters all over, most likely second degree burns "Interesting..." Diana said as if she didn't realize what happened. She motioned for two death eaters to come over. "Take him away to get treated. Make sure to tell the healer to do it as slow as possible." She said as she looked at the still conscious Yaxley with her cold emerald eyes before they carried him off.
December, Christmas
"Diana!" Pansy, Daphne squealed the moment they saw her walk into the hallway that had the doors to the ballroom with Valentina, Stepan, and Christopher and ran as quickly as they could to meet her. Diana laughed softly as they gushed over her dress. She was wearing a red A-line dress with a mesh-like material covering the top part of her chest, splitting into two straps which went over her shoulders, ending in at a zipper in the middle of her back. Small red beads accented the torso part of the dress. The skirt part was long and the hems dragged on the floor. Her hair was kept down with gentle curls "You both look stunning." Daphne and Pansy blushed, suddenly turned shy to the boys that were waiting handsomely by the side. Christopher scanned over the first years to see someone, in particular, he was hoping would be attending. Valentina and Stepan excused themselves to be with the adults in the ballroom as Christopher walked over to Hermione who had once again hung to the back.
"You look beautiful, my lady," Draco said the moment she walked over to him. Diana laughed softly as she stopped in front of him. "How many times do I have to tell you, don't call me that?" Draco chuckled as he kissed the back of her hand, his eyes moving to her chest when he noticed something. "You're wearing the necklace I gave you." He said softly as if he wasn't expecting her to. Diana raised an eyebrow. "You gave me this for Christmas. Of, course I would wear it." Draco grinned as he stuck his arm out. "Shall we?" He asked.
Diana smiled widely and nods. "We shall." She placed her hand on the crook of his arms and hiked up some of the dress with one hand so she wouldn't trip as Draco guided her into the ballroom where all the guests have presided. The gang paired off, Christopher and Hermione are second in line and followed after her. The guest moved to form a path for them, everyone bowing to Diana and Christopher as they walked by. The guest knew that these kids following Diana would be the next generation of Dark wizard and witches.
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The adults knew that the kids couldn't possibly dance to Classical music the entire party and feel bored. So, they transformed one of the rooms they had no real use for in daily life, into another dance room. The room had more than enough room to fit the kids and non-alcoholic beverages. Loud music filled the room which got everyone to dance without a care in the world. Diana was having the time of her life as she danced with the girls, especially Hermione since she finally gotten over her slight shyness. Thankfully none of them got drunk, but a killer sugar high that their stomach would greatly regret in the morning.