AACOD 5
The Undying
November 1st 8:00 Am The Hospital Wing
"Are you three okay!" Mia heard Theo screech loudly
"We're alright Theo!" She said firmly before continuing "Harry was the only one hit, do you know where he is?"
"Harry was hit!" Theo shouted worried
"Yeah we thought he died." Amy said somberly
"But! He woke up after Ace obliterated the troll!" Hermione added seeing Theo's questioning, but worried face before continuing.
"I overheard Madam Pomfrey telling Professor Snape that both Harry and Ace were transferred to Saint Mungos for monitoring. Apparently Ace's Grandfather enforced his right as one of the governors to require Ace and Sarah automatically get transferred to Saint Mungos if it's anything more than a headache." Hermione admitted before saying. "And as for Nev, Professor McGonagall took him from the hospital wing earlier against Madam Pomfrey's wishes. After a questioning look from Theo clearly asking, 'Why are you still here then?' she explained "who says we only get to leave after another check up at half eight."
"Probably to get a new wand Nev's wand doesn't work right for him as it was his father's" Mia said thoughtfully.
"That makes sense" Theo admitted "Anyway I've got to go Susan said she wanted me for some club thing she wanted to start up by the way she told me to tell you that you're invited apparently it has something to do with either duelling skating or dancing can you tell The other three about it as there also invited." he said before running off
November 1st 8:13 St Mungo's Hospital
The mind of Alexander's true mind (which had obscured its true identity from even its own mind) was in a self induced, dream-like state where his second through fifth heptagonal thought streams were thinking of nothing whilst his primary heptagonal thought stream was dreaming and his sixth and seventh heptagonal mind streams were thinking, wondering and truly discussing everything that happened over the last few months.
One thing he was absolutely certain of was that Harry was the child of death. Now he just needed to figure out what it meant. He knew Harry didn't talk about the Dudley incidents and hadn't divulged anything other than it involved Dudley and they were the worst injury's Harry ever got from the Dursleys; The true self also knew Mia knew what happened but would never say due to Harry asking (read begging) her not to but now he wished he .
He thought about 'That curse' and even he didn't know if 'that curse' referred to Oblitero or Crucio. He thought of the man… no the thing he hated the most. As the Obliterator Curse was esoteric in nature meaning it required you to put yourself into a certain mindset to cast. The Obliterator Curse required you to be willing to Obliterate someone, to destroy them utterly and not just think it, you had to truly mean it. And He was what he used to fuel the curse. But he didn't hate him. The word hate was far too soft for the actual level of hatred he held for Him far exceeded words. Oh how he loathed the Bastard!
He thought about his goal The 'Totalis mens palatium' or in English the Total mind palace he was certain that Harry was a natural Legilimense and Oclumense and his mind was hiding something very well. He mentally sighed at the thought that there could be someone better at the mind arts than him! A master of the mind at the age of five! A mental puppeteer! The one whose mind is a perfect fortress! The only person to ever place a true mind block that instantly destroyed any information after it left someone's mental core and the secret could one be found out by a Legilimense of comparable ability.
He thought about it before going back to Hogwarts after scouring the minds of the healer's for information about Harry and finding out he would be returning the day after him. The true self was glad to find that none of these healer's had divisised what Harry's true method of survival was but he'd found three unspeakables and was certain they'd figured it out. "Damn Unspeakables" he mentally scoffed whilst refocusing his sixth heptagonal mind stream to focus on the same thing as his first heptagonal mind stream. Whilst it was difficult to think of nothing, alongside the fact it took a lot of mental power it also wasn't anywhere near as useful as focusing multiple minds on one thing, whilst it would take a full heptagonal mind stream focusing on nothing to block an average level 7 Legilimency attack it only took three singular mind streams focusing on the exact same thing and thinking the exact same thing to do the same. whilst focusing on nothing is a good way to block a Legilimency attack it does nothing else, however focusing on the same thing as the first mind can induce insanity on the attacker if they stay long enough in the defender's mind the more mindstreams the better. Needless to say he was happy the Unspeakables didn't know this.
The 2nd of November 1991. Saturday 1 pm. The Great library of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in a small private reading room. Five people sat in chairs by a small fire the bushy haired brunette that had her face in a large tome on transfiguration had made.
"Mia what does the Solaris solution have to do with spellcasting? I thought it was a rule about runic sequences and spell design?" Amy asked
"I didn't know it was a runic sequence but-"
There was a bang as Ace kicked the door open
"The Solaris Principle as it is called when it applies to casting is either the first principle when you cast two spells at the same time by way of casting one verbally one non verbally. whilst this normally causes an explosion of magic doing nothing other than launching the caster back a few feet as you can't make two wand movements at once. But if you apply the Solaris Principle you can cast two spells with just a single stroke. As you're interpreting the magic and focusing it with just your intent and thoughts it's incredibly difficult and only some of the most powerful and focused wizards and witches can do it and it's not something you can do consistently unless you're powerful at mind magic's. You can even cast three or more spells however it takes so much magic and focus it's impossible for the average wizard and takes so much focus you have to use mind magic to cast it. He said whilst they were still shocked at his sudden entrance.
"And the second principle is very similar except it allows you to combine spells and the difficulty differs based on the spell." Ace continued
"Alright" Amy huffed
"How do you know that?" Mia questioned
Ace snorted "it's very useful for transformation," seeing Hermione's intrigued look and Amy's curious one he continued "such as combining both of these principles to launch an object, transfigure it into a knife, duplicate it and cast a flagrante curse all at once." He saw their eyes widening and he smirked before he continued. "Needless to say it is a very powerful technique."
Ace finished whilst duplicating the remaining amount of sweet tea remaining in his mug which Mia didn't see him grab before transfiguring his hair into a ponytail that reached his knees. Then deciding he didn't like his hair like that he turned his hair Royal Blue and with another muttered spell his hair shortened into a flat mop that curled at the bottom and reached just above his shoulders.
Amy glared at him "So you're telling me there's spells to style your hair and you didn't tell me!" Amy growled angrily
Ace looked frightened and said "yes, yes fine I'll teach you" he said before continuing
"The spell to turn your hair yellow is flavo fieri blue is fieri blue and well you don't actually have to say the colour in Latin just fieri." he said pointing his wand at his hair constantly changing his hair colour "The shade depends on your intent when you cast it, and the spells to shorten and lengthen hair are longos capillos to lengthen, and the one to shorten hair is breviare capillus, and yes this depends on intent. He amended, then he realised that he was in for a lot of questions and sighed.
Hermione asked the first question
"But isn't human transfiguration extremely advanced and difficult magic, especially self transfiguration?" She queried
"Yes Hermy," he snickered at the look on her face realising she did not approve of the nickname before continuing
"Well anyway the long and short of it is yes it is difficult, but not impossible especially just hair and nails." He agreed before continuing
"It's not something we're taught but basic object modification is the first and easiest application of transfiguration, such as the fact that magic is a muscle."
Seeing the confused looks on Neville and Theo's faces he decided to explain
"Look if I were to cast a bunch of fire, lightning and freezing curses it wouldn't do much for me aside from magically exhausting me and slightly improving my magical energy and power." he said looking the rest of his friends in the eyes before continuing
"But if I were to do the same but instead blasting a dummy or target my magic itself would adapt, improve and grow far faster than if I were to shoot the sky. I can't remember the exact theorem that proved it but I think it was one of my ancestors who discovered it." he said thoughtfully
"And one of the reasons modifying your hair or nails is easier than any other part of you is because all humans have a natural metamorphic ability," he saw Amy's look of confusion at a fact she didn't know "Not much mind you, and just the hair and nails, but it is something and the other reason is that it's just a basic inanimate to inanimate transfiguration between the different compositions of your hair's colour." He explained decisively
"Anyway I think me and Theo have charms in ten minutes or so we've got to go." He stated quickly as he saw Hermione's throat twitch
The day prior after transfiguration but before the feast. The transfiguration courtyard.
"Oi! Gred, Forge we need to talk to you." Ace said walking towards them with the three others in tow
"Yes" said Gred
"What would-" continued Forge
"You three-"
"Big little snake's-"
"And one innocent little lion-"
"Want with two ickle Gryffindors."
"We need to talk to you both about-" Harry started
"About something ickle Ronniekins said to one of our friends that caused her to run off crying-" Ace continued
"And we want to know if you know anything about where she was,-" Theo said
"Or is." Nev finished in perfect Quartet speak
Gred and Forge looked at each other before looking at them in complete seriousness
"I know I would normally enjoy the twin speak but we need to be serious here" Gred started
"So are you being serious" Forge continued without an ounce of irony at the continued twin speak
Harry looked him in the eyes and said
"Deadly so,"
Nev continued
"i heard him brag about it to his friends Dean and Seamus,"
Gred and Forge looked pissed and turned around Gred pulled something out of his pocket that looked like a piece of parchment whilst Forge pulled out his wand and seemingly tapped the parchment muttered something and then said
"Thanks for informing us Gred and I have a letter or two to write, oh and your friends in the first floor bathroom it seems like the two other little Chimeras are there for her." he said before grasping Gred's hand and dragging him of whilst both mumbling phrases like
"Of all the things to do,"
"We never went that far,"
"We always apologized for any particularly bad ones,"
"We've never made a girl cry, scream yeah but not run away in tears,"
"I think we have a prat to talk to Forge,"
"Hey guys I've got to go to my detention with bins so I'll probably miss half the feast, probably shouldn't have replaced Filch's brooms with the racing ones in retrospect." Theo admitted before rushing off
At the feast
Neville could see A thousand live bats fluttering around the walls and ceiling while a thousand more swooped over the tables in low black clouds, making the candles in the pumpkins stutter. The feast appeared suddenly on the golden plates, as it had at the start-of-term banquet.
Neville just decided to get himself a baked potato when Professor Quirrell came sprinting into the hall, his turban askew and terror on his face. Everyone stared as he reached Professor Dumbledore's chair, slumped against the table, and gasped, "Troll in the dungeons- thought you ought to know."
He then sank to the floor in a dead faint. There was an uproar.
It took several purple firecrackers exploding from the end of Professor Dumbledore's wand to bring silence.
"Prefects," he rumbled, "lead your Houses back to the dormitories immediately!"
Percy was in his element.
Follow me! Stick together, first years! No need to fear the troll if you follow my orders! Stay close behind me, now. Make way, first years coming through! Excuse me, I'm a prefect!"
"How could a troll get in?" Neville heard Dean ask Ronald as they climbed the stairs.
"Don't ask me, they're supposed to be really stupid," said Ron. "Maybe Peeves let it in for a Halloween joke."
They passed different groups of people hurrying in different directions. As they jostled their way through a erowd of confused Hufflepuffs, he realized something Hermione, Mia and Amy didn't know about the troll.
He dragged up his courage and Ducked down, and joined the Hufflepuffs going the other way, slipped down a deserted side corridor, and hurried off toward the girls' bathroom. They had just turned the corner when they heard quick footsteps behind them.
Percy, he thought pulling himself behind a large stone griffin. Peering around it, however, he saw not Percy but Snape.
He crossed the corridor and disappeared from view.
'What's he doing?' Neville thought. 'Why isn't he down in the dungeons with the rest of the teachers?.'
Quietly as possible, he crept along the next corridor after Snape's fading footsteps.
'He's heading for the third floor,' Neville realized before he felt a hand on his shoulder and a hand on his mouth he heard a voice whisper in his ear
"Don't scream."
realizing who It was he turned around and after the hand was removed from his mouth he whispered
"Ace, Harry your he-"
"Do you smell that?" Harry said
Ace sniffed the air before saying
"Yeah and it's the troll."
And then they heard it-a low grunting, and the shuffling footfalls of gigantic feet. Ron pointed at the end of a passage to the left, something huge was moving toward them. They shrank into the shadows and watched as it emerged into a patch of moonlight. It was a horrible sight.
Twelve feet tall, its skin was a dull, granite grey, it's great lumpy body like a boulder with its small bald head perched on top like a coconut. It had short legs thick as tree trunks with flat, horny feet. The smell coming from it was incredible. It was holding a huge wooden club, which dragged along the floor because its arms were so long. The troll stopped next to a doorway and peered inside. It waggled its long ears, making up its tiny mind, then slouched slowly into the room. The keys in the lock,"
Harry muttered. "We could lock it in."
"Good idea," said Neville nervously.
"No you idiots, that's the girls' toilet and this is the first floor the girls are in there!" Ace reminded them
They ran towards the open door, wands raised, praying the troll wasn't about to come out of it and jump them, whilst hearing three screams before they burst the door down.
Hermione was shrinking against the wall opposite, looking as if she was about to faint.
Amy was back against the wall fumbling for her wand.
Mia had her back pressed to the wall and was grabbing for her bag where her wand was.
The troll was advancing on them, knocking the sinks off the walls as it went.
Harry shouted "Mia!"
Ace shouted "Amy!"
Nev shouted "Hermione!"
"Blast it!" Harry said desperately to Ace and Nev, and, Raising his wand, he cast the most powerful spells he knew, the spell he asked professor Snape about.
"Pyro Sempra Duo!"
He saw Ace point his wand at a few pipes and cast a spell
"Waddiwasi!"
The pipes were shot towards the troll whilst Ace performed a different wand movement and the pipes became three three foot long knives hitting the troll in the neck.
He saw Nev raising his wand and casting two second year charms one with a Maxima modifier
"Impedimenta! Stupefy Maxima!"
The troll stopped a few feet from Hermione. It lumbered around, blinking stupidly, to see what had hit it with. Its mcan little eyes saw Harry. It hesitated, then made for him instead, lifting its club as it went as one of its arms was melting from Harry's curse as Nev's spell did nothing to stop the rampaging troll.
Harry cast the same spell he used before
"Pyro Sempra Duo!"
It missed
He heard four other spells as one hit the troll doing nothing and a shield sprung up around him that shattered in a single hit he saw his life flash before his eyes as the club hit him he remembered one moment where this happened before.
The 23rd of june 1985 Little Whinging Surrey
Harry was running like he'd been doing for the past hour he was fast but didn't have the stamina to outrun scooters for hours tiring, he saw one coming out from an alley in front of him he looked back, seeing Dudley behind him with the brand new machete he got for his birthday, undoubtedly in the brand new backpack he also got, riding a brand new scooter he also got for his birthday.
Harry realised this alley he was running down would be his final resting place.
He would be a lot less calm if things like this hadn't happened before twice in fact.
On Dudley's second birthday Uncle Vernon's parents, came around and Uncle Vernon's dad stabbed him through the eye with a large kitchen knife, before shoving him in the cupboard but then the knife melted and his eye healed and for a while after he could look through walls, and he saw two strange floating men in dark cloaks float through the door and suck the souls out of his Uncle's parents.
And on Dudley's fourth birthday Uncle Vernon's brother, Dave threw Harry out the window on the first floor, he was saved from death only by a large almost bear sized black dog that caught him in mid air bringing him inside, setting him on the settee then going back upstairs to rip Dave to pieces.
That and the fact that he didn't really care if he lived or died, were the only things that kept him from panicking.
"Oi Freak we got somthin to sho ya." Dudley said and all of Dudley's friends aside from Piers pulled out knives and rushed him.
A big burly one who looked to be about seven and who Harry knew was a burgeoning psycho. rushed him, pushed him to the ground and stabbed him through the lung and kept hacking him regardless of his screams.
Another big one rushed him and started to hack his head, spilling blood everywhere whilst Harry screamed and Dudley and Piers laughed at his pain.
Harry could feel his essence, his very life slip away and it happened.
His blood burst out of his body with explosive force morphing into spikes skewering the two who were stabbing him.
Right after the second one hacked Harry's head off he was skewered through the head by a tendril of blood.
And the first was skewered all over a tendril skewering him in every single place he stabbed Harry.
After that Dudley and Piers could only say one word "M-Mons-ster!" before fleeing.
Whilst what was left of Dudley's gang fled, Harry could feel his blood flow back into his body and heard the corpses of Dudley's minions hit the ground with a cold, wet, thud.
He grunted in pain from his wounds sealing shut he looked up to see if they were all good, and instead of seeing Dudley or one of his goons he saw a girl standing in the shadows of the alley, she was about the same height as him, with rather long curly black hair, perfect pale ivory skin, beautiful sapphire eyes, overall she looked as of she had been chiselled out of marble, not just some random girl whom he didn't know and was watching him come back from the dead, or the brink of death? He wasn't really sure, but he decided it would be better to ask the beauty's name.
"So um not to be rude or anything but who are you?" he asked whilst standing up.
"Merope but please call me Mia, and not to be rude, but what's your name?"
He paused for a second. What was his name? The teacher called him Hadrian and now that he was thinking about it there was a Merope In his class but he decided not to leave her waiting
"Hadrian but call me Harry," deciding not to leave anything out he continued "Harry Potter."
"Really are we in the same class?" She asked
"If your Merope Slytherin then yes."
"Well I am so are you alright?"
It was only at this point that Harry realised that, he still had a knife firmly lodged in his lung.
"Uh yes it doesn't really hurt any more."
He then grabbed the knife by the hand and pulled the hilt out of his lung where the blood started to coaless then all the black blood covering the blade flew back into his body, the wound sealing shut.
"Woah, that's cool!" Mia said excitedly
Harry was inwardly shocked that she wasn't yelling at him, calling him a freak, but now that he thought about it only the Dursleys called him 'Freak'.
He realised the girl Mia had continued while he was thinking.
"How did you do that? Could you teach me to do that?" Mia had asked
"I don't really know." He said, worried that this girl would think he was a freak but the only response he got was a raised eyebrow, "well these two and my cousin cornered me and then these two tried to stab me."
"Alright I guess I'm currently running from one of my 'friends'," she said friends sarcastically enough that Harry was half convinced this person was Mia's mortal enemy
"Why are you running from them?" He asked
"Their toy spontaneously combusted and suddenly I'm to blame" Mia said annoyed.
"Yeah I get that" he said whilst they were walking through the town
"So where do you live Harry?" Mia asked
"Number four privet drive, how about you Mia,?" he said glumly
"An orphanage, it's just over there, see." pointing at a building a little while away that he walked passed quite often in his pursuit to get away from Dudley.
When they were just a street away from the orphanage Harry decided this was time to say goodbye
"Bye Mia."
"Bye Harry." She responded
When he got back he could see Dudley spinning the tale to make it even worse for him, he sighed.
Although this did get him locked in the cupboard till the end of summer Dudley wouldn't try anything like this again… until the second 'Dudley incident'
Back to reality
He only heard one phrase from his potion master saying he's dead so he laughed and laughed at the sheer irony before falling back into unconsciousness.
The third of November 1991. Sunday 3pm the lawn of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry near the lake
Six students were sitting by the lake under the shade of a large oak tree two of them were discussing something whilst looking over a runic array
"This should work Ace, it's a 49 rune array for maximum power, it's all working right and we've been able to make the warding arrays to protect people from fiend fire whilst within the heptagonal array, it should work" Amy assured him
"I know, I know, I'm just worried that we did this all for nothing." Ace admitted
"Anyway Theo, was there any news about that duelling or dancing club? Susan was setting up" Mia asked to distract Amy and Ace so they could relax.
Theo, seeing what she was doing happily obliged, "Susan said that she was able to get one of the sixth years to teach the duelling aspect, and she got a fifth year to teach the dancing aspect, and that because no one really wants it she's scrapping the skating aspect."
Ace seeing what they were doing said nothing about it instead asking "do you know how many people will be there?"
Theo answered "of the 767 students In the castle about 283 joined with 158 only coming to the duelling, 42 coming only for the dancing, with 83 coming for both like us and hopefully Harry when he gets back." Theo informed them
"Make that 84 Theo, as I already signed up." Harry said walking
"Harry!" They all aside from Ace shouted whom simply said
"You all right?"
"Yeah I'm fine." Harry responded
"Good" Ace muttered before saying "I didn't know you could dance" he teased
"I can't, that's why I signed up," Harry said, raising an eyebrow. "I for one was of the mind that you were an expert at dancing Mister Greatest showman." he teased
Ace snorted
"Most pure bloods or half bloods from influential families have dance lessons" Ace reminded him whilst shrugging
Hermione then remembered something she'd been dying to ask him
"Ace you've talked about the different lesser houses but how many lesser houses are there?" she asked
"Current or total?" Ace responded
"Current." She confirmed
"Two thousand five hundred and fifty eight." He said in a perfect monotone voice
Hermione looked shocked for a moment before noticing Ace was continuing
"And of course there are the twenty minor houses ten high houses and three great houses of which there are currently 14 minor houses, 6 high houses and two great houses the blood war made them take quite a hit and there has only been one elevation, plus the families that don't meet the requirements to be considered a house which means the lines are less than three hundred, and old in total there are about 10000 lines that don't meet requirements, which is every muggleborn line born in the past three centuries, although most of them are actually half bloods, so in total there are about 300000 or so wizards and witches in Britain and 23 British wizarding schools with Hogwarts being the biggest." Ace ranted to Hermione
"Ahm" Hermione nodded taking the information in
"Well we should probably get going to professor Babbling if we want to get the highest credit possible Ace" Amy said
"Sure let's get going" Ace agreed leaving the five others by the tree whilst chatting with Amy about there next project a complete replica of Hogwarts Castle with tiny auto creating miniatures for everyone and everything in the castle with names
The third of November 1991. Sunday 4 15 pm the halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry near the office of Professor Bathsheba Babbling
They saw a student, one of the O.W.L year students, a Ravenclaw prefect named Penelope Clearwater, who seemingly had a crush on Percy Weasley and from his gleaming of their minds it was mutual.
When they knocked on the door they heard a voice from inside say.
"Enter."
"Hello professor, we've completed the project we were assigned." Ace said
"Yes the basic fire retardant runic sequence"
"Uh professor, you assigned us a project to create a runic sequence to block fiend fire?" Amy said confusedly
"Yes I di-... Wait what did you say!?"
"We devised a runic sequence to temporarily block fiend fire." Ace admitted
"You what!!" The professor shouted
"I mean that that's I don't even know what to say and this blocks fire right even protego diabolica." professor Babbling questioned
"We haven't tested but it should" Ace admitted.
"Alright now place the array on the table and let's test it" the professor told him.
Ace flicked his wrist and let his wand out of its holster and with a muttered scriptio applico horribilis maxima and then a flick to activate the runes.
After seeing that the runes were activated and the table was glowing professor Babbling cast "Protego Diabolica" pointing her wand at the table and lit it aflame.
The shield held and even put out the fire after the shield fought and put out the flames and when they looked at the table there wasn't even a single burn mark.
"Remarkable this work is better than most of my Newt students."
Amy and Ace's faces lit up
"Alright you both can start ancient runes next week with my third year Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw class that won't intervene with either of your schedules."
"Thank you." Both Ace and Amy said
As they went to walk out of the room the professor said one thing
"Come back here in seven days for your first clue" she said
Ace and Amy grinned before walking out
The professor, signed and after they both walked out of the door she muttered "I need to get ready for two new apprenticeships, as they undoubtedly will be capable and earning one, mind you Minerva might also need to prepare, or Severus."
The 9th of November Saturday the day of the first match Gryffindor vs Slytherin
The Quidditch season had begun, Gryffindor versus Slytherin. If Gryffindor won, they would move up into third place in the house championship, however if Slytherin won they'd still be in first place but they'd get a huge lead on Ravenclaw who were in second.
Hardly anyone had seen Sarah play because Wood the Gryffindor captain had decided that, as their secret weapon, Sarah should be kept, well, secret. But the news that she was playing Seeker had leaked out somehow, and Sarah didn't know which was worse-people telling her she'd be brilliant or people telling her they'd be running around underneath her holding a mattress.
By eleven o'clock the whole school seemed to be out in the stands around the Quidditch pitch. Many students had binoculars.
The seats might be raised high in the air, but it was still difficult to see what was going on sometimes.
Mia and Hermione joined Ace, Amy, Neville, Theo and Harry it seemed Ace and Harry had changed their seats to Green and Silver it seemed Theo didn't care about the colour, up in the top row. As a surprise for Sarah, they had painted a large banner on one of the sheets that had been ruined in the Gryffindor dorms, Neville said one of his dormates pets had ruined it. It said Go-Go Gryffindor, and Ace, who was good at a painting spell., had done a large Gryffindor lion underneath.
Then Hermione had performed a tricky little charm so that the paint flashed different colors. Meanwhile, in the locker room, Sarah and the rest of the team were changing into their scarlet Quidditch robes (Slytherin would be playing in green). Wood cleared his throat for silence.
"Okay, men," he said.
"And women," said Chaser Angelina Johnson.
"And women," Wood agreed. "This is it."
The big one." said Fred Weasley.
"The one we've all been waiting for," said George.
"We know Oliver's speech by heart," Fred told Sarah, "we were on the team last year:."
"Shut up, you two," said Wood. "This is the best team Gryffindor's had in years. We're going to win. I know it."
He glared at them all as if to say, "Or else."
"Right. It's time. Good luck, all of you."
Sarah followed Angie, Lecia, and Kat out of the locker room and, hoping her knees weren't going to give way, walked onto the field to loud cheers.
Madam Hooch was refereeing. She stood in the middle of the field waiting for the two teams, her broom in her hand.
"Now, I want a nice fair game, all of you," she said, once they were all gathered around her. Sarah noticed that she seemed to be speaking particularly to the Slytherin Captain, Marcus Flint, a sixth year. Sarah thought Flint looked as ifhe had some troll blood in him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the fluttering banner high above, flashing Go-Go Gryffindor flag over the crowd. Her heart skipped. She felt braver.
"Mount your brooms, please."
Sarah clambered onto her Nimbus Seventeen Hundred.
Madam Hooch gave a loud blast on her silver whistle.
Fifteen brooms rose up, high, high into the air. They were off.
"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too"
"JORDAN!"
"Sorry, Professor."
The Weasley twins' friend, Lee Jordan, was doing the commentary for the match, closely watched by Professor McGonagall.
"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year only a reserveback to Johnson andno, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quafle and off he goes-Flint flying like an cagle up there-he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle -that's Chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and OUCH that must have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger Quaffle taken by the Slytherins- that's Adrian Pucey speeding off toward the goal posts, but he's blocked by a second Bludger -sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which-nice play by the Gryffindor Beater, anyway, and Johnson back in possession of the Quaftle, a clear field ahead and off she goes she's really flying dodges a speeding Bludger the goal posts are ahead-come on, now, Angelina Keeper Bletchley dives -misses -GRYFFINDORS SCORE!"
Gryffindor cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans from the Slytherins.
"Budge up there, move along."
"Hagrid!"
Neville and Hermione squeezed together to give Hagrid enough space to join them.
"Bin watchin' from me hut," said Hagrid, patting a large pair of binoculars around his neck, "But it isn't the same as bein' in the crowd. No sign of the Snitch yet, eh?"
"Nope," said Ace looking through his vision modifying goggles. "Sarah hasn't had much to do yet."
"Kept outta trouble, though, that's somethin'," said Hagrid, raising his binoculars and peering skyward at the speck that was Sarah.
Way up above them, Sarah was gliding over the game, squinting about for some sign of the Snitch. This was part of his and Wood's game plan.
"Keep out of the way until you catch sight of the Snitch," Wood had said. "We don't want you attacked before you have to be."
When Angelina had scored, Sarah had done a couple of loop-the-loops to let off her feelings. Now she was back to staring around for the Snitch. Once she caught sight of a flash of gold, but it was just a reflection from one of the Weasleys' wristwatches, and once a Bludger decided to come pelting her way, more like a cannonball than anything, but She dodged it and Fred Weasley came chasing after it.
"Slytherin in possession," Lee Jordan was saying, "Chaser Pucey ducks two Bludgers, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell, and speeds toward the wait a moment, was that the Snitch?"
A murmur ran through the crowd as Adrian Pucey dropped the Quaffle, too busy looking over his shoulder at the flash of gold that had passed his left ear.
Sarah saw it. In a great rush of excitement he dived downward after the streak of gold. Slytherin Seeker Terence Higgs had seen it, too. Neck and neck they hurtled toward the Snitch - all the Chasers seemed to have forgotten what they were supposed to be doing as they hung in midair to watch.
But half way to the snitch Sarah was a full body ahead then she felt her broom slow to a halt as Higgs had grabbed her broom.
"You"
She was angry enough to hit Higgs, but couldn't reach -Higgs was panting with the effort of holding onto the broom, but his eyes were sparkling maliciously. He had achieved what he'd wanted to do and the Snitch had disappeared again.
"Penalty! Penalty to Gryffindor! I've never seen such tactics!" Madam Hooch screeched, shooting up to where Higgs was sliding back onto his Comet 360
"YOU CHEATING SCUM!" Lee Jordan was howling into the megaphone, dancing out of Professor McGonagall's reach. "YOU FILTHY, CHEATING B"
Professor McGonagall didn't even bother to tell him off. She was actually shaking her finger in Malfoy's direction, her hat had fallen off, and she too was shouting furiously.
A foul that had not been seen in over a century.
A move that had killed seven professional players, and was officially classified as attempted murder.
Whilst Higgs was being escorted to the ministry holding cells, the Gryffindors were huddling in the middle of the field before deciding Katie should take the shot, regardless of her righteous anger over the attack on her friend Katie took the shot and hit Bletchly in the face "Ouch! That must've hurt." Lee announced Before it spun into the net "I can't believe it Gryffindors Score!"
Whilst smiling up in the sky Sarah was looking down on the game looking and seeing a flash before going into a dive fly past Adrian Pucey and Kat before nearly hitting the ground hearing gasps from the crowd including the Little Bird she had for a brother grabbing the snitch whilst rolling her eyes in her brother's direction.
20 minutes later in the hallway outside the Gryffindor girls changing room
Walking out of the changing room she saw an odd sight.
Well odd to anyone who didn't know Ace as much as she did and she knew him very well, the sight was Ace leaning on the wall opposite to the girls changing room biting his nails, a bad habit he picked up when he was six dropped, when he was nine, then promptly picked back up shortly after their parents died, when he was barely eleven.
Rolling her eyes she realised Ace asked a question.
"Are you all right Hears-a-not?" Ace teased worriedly.
"I'm fine you Cheeky bugger." She responded, setting said Cheeky bugger into a fit of insane chuckles.
"So what do you want James?" Sarah asked knowing if he came to make sure she was all right he was either coming here to admonish her for her death defying acts, (which now that she thought about it had been happening a lot more as of late), to ask to use something, or to just bother her for his ultimate goal of causing as much chaos as possible.
"That's rather presumptuous of you Arwin" he said teasingly.
"Am I wrong? ickle Jammiekins." she teased.
He raised an eyebrow at this before saying
"That's a new one Sister-mine."
"Alright alright you Nuisance I want to use the letter sending machine you made, I forgot what you said you called it." Ace admitted.
"Fine, I'll lend you my spare, and remember it makes the letter appear on the inside of their front door, just give it back when you're done and we, me and Kat called it a letter-porter." Sarah Huffed grabbing a small cubicle device that you put a letter on one side of the cube and press the button on top and the letter disappears, reappearing on the inside of the front door of where they sleep (such as the inside of a hotel room door).
"Thanks Sarah I'll get it back to you by tomorrow evening." Ace said before running off to go terrorise his friends
"Whatever but you owe me one!" She shouted at his back not hearing a response, but she was half deaf after all."
She thought to herself 'after all Alex owing me a favor will be useful for our quest this is a win for team quidditch minus the captain, now just to get past the cerberi'. She thought
The 9th of November Saturday after the Gryffindor vs Slytherin quidditch match, 10 pm, The Dead Mans Lair, Slytherin dorms.
"ARRRRGHHHH!!!" The incredibly pissed pre pubescent screamed into the abyss
"So I have a stricter time limit than I originally thought, My sister and her friends are after the bloody philosophers stone, that was hidden in a school by the bloody goat bugger we have for a headmaster, I still have to make use of my friends special abilities, which I have specifically decided not to inform them of before they find out at the beginning of next summer, Why do I have to be cursed with such infuriating tasks? ARRGHH!!" He screamed whilst venting to the air
"Well I guess it's time for plan B code-name The Undying Hahahahaha, hahaha, hahahahaha." The pre pubescent giggled insanely.
Disclaimer
1. What I'm reading
2. Reading hp 12
3. How is this my life? 12
4. A good reality check
5. Too many champions (if I mentioned this before I'm sorry)
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Btw I know it's been awhile so I feel I need to explain I'm still in some form of school so I've got that plus my family likes trips so those both take up a lot of my time and the rest is usually taken up by my friends I play in and DM in DD so I spend three nights a week with my friends at minimum plus this is my first time writing a story, and I got a bit of writer's block.
Sorry I think I went on a bit of a ramble there so sorry.
Anyway Thanks for Reading/Listening if you're on because I'm putting this on Ao3 hopefully so thanks you few.