"Impossible!" Draco Roared. "Only the Master of the Wards can…"

"Yes." A shimmering in the centre of the ring of fire revealed Potter, faded scar, green eyes behind gold rimmed glasses. "And you are not the Master here."

"How did you get in here?" Ron threw a curse at Harry. [Sectumsempra]

Harry just twisted out of the way. The dark cutting curse continued on to slice through three of the drunken Goons. "Weasle. Ferret. Skank, and Slut. You Die tonight. The Master of Death and the Witch Hunter have decreed this. Everyone else has a chance to survive. If you exit the Castle Gates and knell with your fingers laced behind your head. You have until the next cycle of Bells, then I am putting the Castle into Lockdown."

The Colt python in his left hand barked as he was folded into the void. The bullet hitting Nott in the forehead. The back of Nott's head exploded out, spraying Ronald with blood, bone, and brain matter.

"What was that?" Draco asked, in abhorrence.

"That was a Fireleg." Ginny sneered. "My question… who was he calling a Skank and who was he Calling a Slut?"

"Like it matters." Draco Roared to his feet. "Tracy goes to the one who brings me Potter, Dead or Live." He started to exit through the back door. "Preferably Dead."

"I say Alive." Ron wiped his face with his sleeve. "That way we get to kill him ourselves." He gripped his wand and moved out towards the Gryffindor Tower.

WHHP

I arrived at the Door to the Ravenclaw Common Room. By tapping the Knocker with the Elder Wand I adjust the Passcode, effectively locking the Tower from everyone but me.

As the Door slid closed behind me, I was faced with three relieved Witches. I take my Wife in hand as I kiss her for the first time in years.

"Wow, and where can I get some of that?" Astoria grinned.

I cough. "You need to ask the Wives."

Stepping away from the Witch that was molded to my front hurt more than the Krupp that bit me last month. "Okay Ladies. Granger has called for the Master of Death. That means everyone still in the Castle other than you three, come the next sounding of the Bell, dies before Sun up." The Marauder's Map was opened and spread out on the Table Near the Private Library. "This is a Family Heirloom. Treat it with the Respect it deserves. It takes a bit to get the hang of it, but every Witch and Wizard is listed and shown from the deepest dungeons to the highest tower. The only places to hide are the Room of Requirement and the Chamber of Secrets. The Chamber is Code Locked. The Room will be my last room to search."

Pulling two Euro coins from my pocket, I charm them into com-coins. Sticking mine to my breastbone, under my collar bone, I hand the other to Daphne. "First Target is Ron. He might be a bit thick, but when it comes to strategy… I am hard pressed to beat him." I track him heading to the Gryffindor Tower. "Either he has a plan in place or he thinks I am going to use the Gryffindor Dorms as my Base." I kiss Daphne and 'jump' to the Gryffindor Tower Common Room.

WHHP

As I arrive in the Cold and Dark I am flooded with memories of the Three of Us sitting in front of the Fireplace doing our Homework and being kids.

Some of the best years of my life. The Best Memories. Only my Wedding Night tops them.

I hear footsteps outside the Door, and Ron yelling at the 'Fat Lady to open up and let them in.

"Give him access." I whisper, drawing the two Desert Eagles from my hips. I chose the Eagles over the Anacondas under my arms for the Ammo Capacity over the Accuracy.

As the Lady slid to the side as to swinging wide, an improvement when I helped rebuild the Castle.

The instant I saw lumous lit wands, I opened fire. Sixteen, Fifty caliber rounds ripped through the wizards just outside the painting. I ejected the Mags, and reloaded with the quick reload clips on my belt.

'Memo to self. Now that I know Magic… Charm Mags to be ever-filling like they can do for Quills…'

Ron might be thick… but he is not stupid. When I killed everyone but him when the door slid open, he bolted off into the Dark.

"Hey Nick. Have the Elves strip the bodies and toss them to the Acromantula colony. Easiest way to dispose of the meat. I will convene with the Head of the Colony in the morning. The meat is a one time offering."

The bodies popped away, and the blood stains would be joining them as soon as I left.

"Hey Beautiful." I touched the coin at my throat. Where to next?"

"Pansy is Making a run for it. Bitch always knew when to cut and run."

"Let her go. Keep track who follows her. I will Collect them later."

"Ginny is gathering all the minions she can and is barricading the Great Hall. Draco is Alone in the Headmaster's Office, Sealing it up, and looks to be packing." A minute of silence, before…"Ron has Vanished on the seventh Floor. You have eight squads of four patrolling the Halls, looking for you."

"Nearest?"

"Down a level. If you move, you should be able to head them off."

I drop to the landing off the Fifth Floor. I switch the Desert Eagles for Colt Pythons.

You might be asking why I carry six hand cannons. The Python gives me quick and close shooting. The Eagle gives me the ability to fire off Eight Rounds of Fifty caliber lead, silver, or toothpicks. That last one really surprised the Vampire that jumped me last year. The Anaconda I use when I am 'sniping' a target but don't have a rifle.

Just as I finished drawing the twin 4 inch barreled revolvers, when the Four appeared in front of me.

It was over before I knew it.

My Seeker reflexes had improved during the time I was 'Muggled'. My hand cannons had clicked dry before I knew that my targets were dead.

Tapping my button. "Okay got them."

"Yes. And made enough noise that everyone not running or fortifying is now headed your way."

I am quick to reload my Colts, and refresh my Eagles. I could hear the stomping of boots on the Stairs. I used the shifting of the stairs to hold them off as I lined them up and pinned them down. I wish that Grenades were part of my payload rollout.

I had just killed the last of eight squads, when The Bells rang for the third time tonight. One set to announce my arrival and one set of thirteen every hour. So I had been playing with the rank and file for over an hour.

And I was out of Ammo.

Drawing the Holly wand, a wand that I had missed these last few years, a feeling of loss and need even greater than my feelings for my Witches, I gasped as she re-enforced the bond between us. Tentatively I drew the Elder Wand… and only felt the need to fulfill the true meaning of the Master of Death.

All of Them would be Dead by Dawn.

My feet rose from the floor, as I became cowled. I twisted into the void and arrived in what was the Headmaster's Office.

Everything but the Bookcases and the books within were removed. In the place of the Desk was a Throne of Bone, Welsh Green Dragon by the looks of the skull and hide.

Following the Noise in the private quarters, I find Draco trying to fill a trunk with loot and booty.

Deciding to play with him, My first hex causes the trunk to explode in his face.

He looks at me. "Why couldn't you just stay dead? I was this close to having it all!"

"You made one Mistake." I speak softly. "You touched the Untouchable. Now the Master of Death is upon you All. I am gifting it all to you. All of you. Most will Die quickly. Only those who…"

He caught me monologuing.

He dove inside a cabinet and closed the door.

By the time I got the cabinet open, he was gone.

I had found the cabinet that he used to take the School in the first place.

[Bombarda Maximus]

The thing didn't just explode but splintered. "Elf." A pop sounded behind me. "Take this pile of scrap and burn it in the kitchen fires. I want nothing to remain of it."

Looking at the wands on my hands, I sensed Holly eager to prove her value as my Wand.

The Death Stick just wanted to live up to her name.

I returned the Elder Wand to her cuff.

Again I turned to the void.

WHHP

I appeared on the Seventh Floor.

My connection to the Castle… led me to a stone wall. My hand on the Stone, and I was sucked in.

Ron had been busy this last hour. He threw everything from our end of the year adventures in front of me.

I was in the Room with Fluffy barking and snarling at me.

A flick of Holly and the Cerberus was now a puppy. He rolled belly up under my Aura. I touch down to rub its belly.

I notice something.

With a twist of my magic… the construct was made fully alive… and female.

"Astoria. Going to send you something to hold for me." Conjuring three collars on their necks, the centre one enchanted to be a portkey to Astoria. "Keep her safe."

As the Mini hellhound vanished, so did I. She went into the void, me down the trapdoor.

I landed on the Devil's Snare…

Only the Bastard had pictured it crossed with a whomping willow… and a Blackthorn bush.

Using Hermione's Bluebell flames, I turned that bastard nightmare of Neville's wet dream. I swear he is the botanical version of Hagrid. I took great pleasure burning that thing out."

I used Confringo Maximus to blast the door. I also immolated the bloody keys…

And both Kings and Queens and the 'men' in-between. I passed the chessboard unopposed. I kicked the door in…

And was standing in Moaning Myrtle's loo. A wave of Holly and the sinks went flying.

Dropped into the void and Landed outside the Whomping Willow.

Before I was Mad, Angered even.

Now I was Pissed.

Using my link to the Castle and the Wards and…

The Room blurred and everything crumbled. Leaving only Ron and a Pair of Demetors.

"Why couldn't you just stay Dead?" Ron yelled. "Ginny would get the Potter Estate, Draco the Black Estate and I was to have Hermione, plus a sizable allowance!"

"Oh, that's right." I snicker. "Hermione wanted to keep the marriage secret. So if you took Hermione, you would also have Potter. Ginny would get nothing." I shake my wand at him. "Do you know, Draco asked me the same Question. So I will give you the same answer. You touched the Untouchable. Daphne and her Sister were out of bounds. Hermione was sacrosanct. But no, the Dark Lord Dragon just had to push. His flunky just had to carry it too far."

"Wizard Harry Potter is Dead!" Ron snarled. "Only One of Us is leaving this Room."

"You are correct." Harry grinned under my cowle. "But I am not here as Harry Potter, Wizard, Warlock or any type of Mage. You see, I was handed a Mantle the Night of the Battle of Hogwarts. I needed to do three things. I had to own the three Hollows at the same time. I took the Wand from all who had a claim on it. I used the Stone to talk to the Dead. And the Cloak was Mine."

I holstered Holly, to her disappointment, and drew the Elder. "Next I had to Own all three at the time of my Death. Mostly by Violence." I stepped closer to the Balding Ginger. "And Third, I had to stand up. I had to return from Death's clutches."

I raise off the floor.

Ron loses his hold on the Demetors and they fade into the walls of the Room. "Are you saying that you are the…"

"The Master of Death." My grin grows darker. "And by Dawn only the Greengrass party will be left alive." I cock my head. "I said I was going to make it quick… but for you to join Malfoy… I think I am going to take my time… or Rather you are going to wish for a quick Death."

I call on the room.

We are surrounded by clicking.

Ron's reaction was humourous. I could tell that he recognised the sound.

A flick of the Death Stick, and Ron was in his y-fronts. A bluebell bloom of flame was all that held the dark at bay.

"Goodnight Ron Weasley. Sleep tight. Don't let the Bedbugs bite."

I faded into the dark before locking the Room into Forbidden Forest Spider Showdown, and passed out through the stone walls.

WHHP

As I drifted down the Halls, I tapped the Button under my collar bone. "Hey Beautiful. Has anyone exited the Castle?"

"No, either they believe they can kill you or they are more afraid of Ginny then they are you… Wait. Pansy is outside the Ravenclaw Dorm. As she is alone, I think she is trying to surrender to us rather than face you."

I turn about and using every trick I know, I rush to the Knocker.

Sure enough, Pansy was huddled at the base of the Door sobbing.

"Open the door." I whisper. "Have her throw her wand in and place her hands on her head."

The Door ground open. "Throw your Wand in, and place your hands on your head!" Astoria called.

Pansy obeyed.

Tracy appeared with the wand in hand and guided Parkinson to a high-backed chair. Once the dark haired witch was seated, she was bound in a red silk robe.

Daphne raised an eyebrow.

"What?" Tracy petted Pansy's hair. "I don't want to damage my gift to your Dark Lord."

Daphne snorted.

Astoria grinned, "Our gift, you mean. And you know that she will go to the Dark Lady. You know that Potter and Daffy serve the Mistress."

"Don't you scare her with that." Daphne cradled her face in her Hands. "Besides you Heard the Master. Death has spoken for her."

"Yeah… but we have until Dawn." Tracy smirked.

Astoria just laughed as she closed the door.

Shaking my head, I hopped over the rail, and used my Master of Death gifts to drop to the ground floor, touching down as if I just stepped off the bottom step.

I flared my Cloak as I Approached the doors to the Great Hall.

I use my link to the Wards to tap into the ceiling of the Hall. I snuff each candle, one by one until only the chandler had four candles guttering in the cold night air. The Castle was helping me tonight. A thick fog rolled in from the walls, waist high in most places but the air currents were blowing it high enough to obscure the Minions from one another.

"Keep Calm." Ginny Called out. "Potter is just trying to scare us."

"Well… it's working." A Wizard snarked back. "You went here with him… hell you shagged him. You know how batshit crazy he is!"

"He just could never Die!" Ginny Hissed. "It's Time we show him How."

A wolf howled in the night.

TBC