Crumple-Horned Plot Bunnies

By Andrew J. Talon

Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't mine. It's owned by JK Rowling and Time Warner. Not me. Please don't sue.


It was amazing really. Dementors, some of the most feared creatures known to wizard-kind. Able to render whole armies helpless with their powers.

And she was standing not five feet away from one, and... Nothing was happening. Only the steady glow of the runes and circuits of the control apparatus that encased the Dementor's head like futuristic dental equipment.

"How did you do it?" She asked the genius behind her. The young man was working at a shielded computer interface, analyzing the data coming in from his devices.

"Wasn't too hard... The MoM's done plenty of research, but didn't think to apply it," he replied with a smirk. "The Imperius Curse can work on a Dementor, you just need to be able to maintain it..."

"You mean... You've digitized the Imperius?" She asked in stunned awe. The genius grinned.

"Broken down the input into ones and zeros... Took me forever, but..." He patted the computer desktop, just one of many machines computing the data furiously. "Definitely worth it."

"How much testing have you done with it?" The young woman asked. The genius shrugged.

"I had it flying around the local suburbs... Nobody got so much as a frown. It wanted to suck out some souls, but..." He smirked. "It couldn't even move when it felt the urge. I can effectively shut down it's metabolism whenever I want."

"How strong is it?" The girl pressed.

The boy answered by inputing a few commands via keyboard. The Dementor's long arms reached down and lifted up a conveniently placed steel girder. The creature proceeded to bend it, and then twist it into a curl without any apparent effort.

"Woah..." The girl murmured. "And... How many have you made?"

"This latest version?" The boy thought it over. "We can have fifty units made by the end of the week. They automatically network in groups so you can utilize them strategically, as well as control them one by one."

Slowly, a wide smile came to her face.

"So... Would you say it's ready for... An actual mission?"

The boy considered. "Depends on what kind."

"Hunter-killer," she replied.

"Target?"

The girl thought about it, considered... And an unpleasant smirk came over her face.

"Malfoy Manor."

The boy nodded. "It can handle it..."

"Well then," she decided, "it's show time."

The Dementor slowly raised it's hood back up, all evidence of it's subjugation gone, save for two glowing eyes in it's hood. As the Dementors were blind, the control system featured cameras to give the operator additional input aside from the creature's natural empathy.

Silently, the creature turned and floated towards the fireplace...


The wards of Malfoy Manor alerted the master of the house that someone had just entered his home via Floo from the Ministry of Magic. Lucius, not very happy about being woken up prematurely, ordered a house elf to see to it.

The elf fearfully complied, vanishing, while Lucius got dressed. He left his sleeping wife in their bed and stalked down the stairs, fully intending to toss this intruder out unless there was an actual reason for disturbing his sleep.

"Yes, yes, what is...?" He blinked as he came into the room. The magical light fixtures didn't respond, and a feeling of cold dread filled the room. Lucius shivered as darkness, trauma and depression rose up, and he felt paralyzed.

No... No... It can't be...! He tried to draw his wand, but a rotted hand grasped his arm with strength enough to shatter it.

"AAAHHH-GMPH!" Lucius' screams were cut off by a rotting mouth. His eyes widened as he felt the warmth, the life be drained out of him, and then he knew no more.

Narcissa Malfoy would come down the stairs mere moments later, and scream as she found the dead bodies of their current house elf, and her husband on the floor.


The Daily Prophet screamed bloody murder about the murder of Lucius Malfoy, apparently via Dementor, for weeks. When one of Fudge's closest "friends" was murdered by a Ministry creature, well, that was just something even they couldn't suppress, especially considering the outrage his widow and his son expressed.

The Aurors at Azkaban reported that several Dementors had gone missing over the course of the last month, but this information was hushed up quickly. The MoM refused to acknowledge it. However, things go worse after a Muggle-born wizard was sent to Azkaban after performing two Unforgivables on a apparently non-resisting Muggle-born friend of his.

A week after he arrived in the prison, the Aurors reported that several Dementors began to sport glowing blue eyes. No Auror was brave enough to ask why. The week after that, more Dementors gained this feature. A full month later, every Dementor on the island sported glowing blue eyes.

It is at this point contact with the prison was lost for several hours. When it was re-established, the MoM's Aurors were the only things left alive. The Dementors were gone.

And as far as the Order of the Phoenix knew, they were not in Voldemort's possession... Leaving only two questions: Where were the Dementors? And who were they serving now?


The Muggle-borns seemed kind of helpless and disorganized throughout Harry Potter. As the main target of Moldieshort's last reign of terror, you'd think more of them would be wary of the next time and organized. But no, they seemed to be mere sheep as well.

However... What if a few weren't? What if a few decided to fight magic with magic and technology? A few who decided that, if this was a war, they were going to have the biggest guns around.

Hence, the Muggle-Born Conspiracy. A group of Muggle-borns and a few Half-Bloods who don't trust the MoM and don't trust Dumbledore to keep them safe from Voldemort, and so take matters into their own hands.

Now, they have an army of Dementors under their control. Some might want to wipe out all the Purebloods and ensure they're never persecuted again, some might want to merely use their Dementors and other magitech as a deterrent, and some might want to ally with Dumbledore against Voldemort. While united in many respects, as they aren't led by a particular Lord they are slightly more divisive. And with the power they wield, the Wizarding War has just gotten a lot more complex.

And Harry Potter, Fate's Bitch, is once again in the middle of it when Hermione learns that the Conspiracy wishes to recruit her so she can influence who they see as the next Light Lord: Harry Potter.

Thoughts?