I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS, ONLY MY OCS AND THE SITUATIONS I PUT THEM IN. WARNING: There will be cussing, lemons, and violence. (Also, someone said I should put please don't steal. Didn't think I needed to, but ok. Please don't steal my stories.)
Some characters may seem OOC at some points at different times in the story, but I hope I explain that in the story when the time comes. Some things happen pretty fast at first (like certain relationships or legal stuff), but again I try to explain it. Some people may go back and forth at times, but I'll explain it! You get the idea. Spelling and grammar errors, I recheck constantly, so sorry if some slip by. Some character bashing in the beginning and for a little while, but that doesn't mean it will last the whole story. I don't hate certain characters though it may seem like that at times. THIS IS A WARNING. Though I will put a warning at the beginning needed. I do not condone all of these things, but my mind can be really fucked up, I apologize now. So, I am mixing both movie and book but I'm mainly following the movie. Though I will try to make a good blend between the two. Big thank you to everyone who reviewed, followed, and/or favorited. You guys rock! So, I think I described Scabior and Greyback enough. I know we all have our ideas on how certain characters looked. Mine is based off of this amazing drawing I saw, wish I could remember the artist's name. That's mixed with TT Brett (from Tumblr and TikTok and all that) and their version of Greyback. If you don't know them, I definitely recommend go checking them and their friends out. Amazing cosplay! I love people RP any HP or whatever fandom. TT and their friends really hit it on the mark. Also, another thank you to everyone who gave me all the positive feedback and kindness. I really appreciate you guys. You're always so patient and excited and I love it! CONGRATS to anyone graduating! Another congrats to anyone staying safe and sane. PS: TO THE GUEST WHO ASKED IF THESE LONG A/Ns WERE NEEDED BEFORE EVERY CHAPTER, YES! YOU'D BE SURPRISED OVER THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T READ THE REPEATED A/N AND THEN COME FOR ME OVER THE VERY THING I TOLD THEM TO LOOK OUT FOR.
WARNING: MAJOR VIOLENCE AND UPSETTING THEMES IN THIS CHAPTER.
Chapter 11: I Wanna Watch the World Burn. (Part 2)
Harry inhaled deeply. He enjoyed the night as it was the easiest time for him to think. Despite the small annoyance, he knew that the others enjoyed their early mornings slash late night exercises. It gave them all time to focus.
Drown out their minds and the memories which refused to leave them.
'I can't be the only one' he hoped. Harry didn't want to believe he was alone in beginning to feel like he was drowning. Then again, he didn't want his loved ones to feel like this.
'It's so hard' he thought as his mind went back to their classmates. Friends and foes.
Despite what many would have believed, the Master of Death was still a man. Shaped by those around him just as everyone, but a man none the less.
Harry never truly addressed some of the horrors they witnessed. Some of the horrors pushed upon them.
None of them did. Yet, now they were faced with those people once more.
Killing Death Eaters was easy. Most had signed away their fates. Some were forced into the life. That was easy enough to find out.
Others though, people unmarked and as of the moment innocent, that was a trickier situation.
'Don't let it consume you' he tried to keep his sadness at bay. He knew he wasn't alone. Vivian proved as much. 'That's why she wanted to plan tonight' he knew. There was no other reason for the things she asked. 'How much has she been hiding from me. From us all' he couldn't help but wonder.
Harry acknowledged that like him, Vivian bottled up most of those negative, painful emotions. Memories of true evil. They didn't want to burden others. 'Do the others do it too?' he had to wonder.
He liked to think he knew his family inside and out. Yet, Harry had to admit, he learned things every day.
He would give this to Vivian. Hoping it would bring her some closure. However, he did think that perhaps she and Remus should talk. 'And Ron' he thought, already guessing her reaction.
With eerie quietness, Harry strode across the grassy hills on his way to meet the others. They had two stops tonight, though one was simple and would take no time. It was the task Vivian thought of that would take all of their focus.
While other Death Eaters were easy enough to get to and handle, their prey tonight was a whole different animal.
Fenrir Greyback.
Greyback was not like most Death Eaters. One, he was not marked. Two, he preferred physical combat. Vicious, bone shattering and flesh-eating combat.
Tonight, would not only avenge Remus and Vivian, but save children all over magical Britain.
Unknowingly, past victims of Greyback would have justice tonight.
With a wave of his hand, he vanished until arriving at Potter Manor. Harry smiled remembering his meeting with Madam Bones. The summons from Albus that came after said meeting was just as good. Albus always found ways to bring a smile to Harry's face. Even now.
"Harry, my boy" Albus said as the young lad sat in his office. "It is good to see you" he told him.
Harry only smiled.
Albus smiled back. Neither spoke for a moment as they just sat in silent. Observing.
Waiting for the other to crack.
Harry's smile never left his face.
It was just after dinner. He still had an hour before getting Sirius and Remus and going out.
"Is there anything you wished to tell me?" Albus asked looking over his little glasses with an almost teasing smile.
Harry jutted out his bottom lip with a small shake. "Oh!" he made a sudden face of understanding.
Albus smiled amusedly.
"Yes" Harry nodded as Albus motioned to continue. "I like your robes sir. Very fitting" he complimented the starry night sky robes.
Albus blinked a few times before his smile grew. "Thank you, Harry" he told him. "I find them quite amusing myself. It was actually an old muggle film that inspired this outfit" he disclosed.
Harry smiled, "I'm afraid I'm not the best when it comes to fashion" he kept up the pleasant small talk. "However, Luna and Vivian are most interested in the subject" he spoke with a little more eloquence than usual. However, knowing the boy was intelligent, Albus didn't notice.
"I would love to come back to this subject at a later date Harry" Albus decided he had to get to the real reason he asked the boy there. "But I'm afraid there is something I need your help with" he admitted.
Harry was waiting to be asked about the meetings with Madam Bones.
"Have you or any of your friends seen Professor Lockhart?" Albus asked.
Harry's surprise was genuine. The blonde pig-headed creeper was the last thing he suspected anyone would ask him about.
"No sir" Harry told him. "I haven't seen Professor Lockhart for a few days" he admitted before looking puzzled. "I simply thought he was sick. Is something wrong?" he looked worried.
"That is the issue at hand Harry" Albus explained. "We are unable to find the poor man" he said.
Harry had to bite back a scoff. 'Poor man indeed' he thought making sure none of his contempt for the blonde ponce showed on his face.
"Well, I hope you find him soon sir" Harry told him. "I'd hate for Defense Against the Dark Arts to be canceled" he said sadly. Harry suddenly perked up. "Maybe he's spending time with fans sir" the young boy suggested. "His test did say that was one of his favorite past times" he added.
"His test?" Albus tilted his head as curiosity entered his gaze.
"He gave us this long test about himself sir" was the explanation.
"I see" Albus began stroking his beard. "Well, then perhaps I shall make rounds at Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley once more" he murmured. "I shall see you later Harry" he smiled at the boy. "Have a good night".
Harry beamed, "You too Professor" he said before walking out happily.
Albus smiled at the boy's retreating back.
He was happy to see Harry adjusting to Hogwarts so nicely.
'Now, where is that blonde twit' he wondered.
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"Where are we going tonight Cub" Remus idly asked as he made sure all of their potions were ready and loaded.
Vivian bit her lip with a nervous look in those green eyes.
Not getting an answer, Remus turned to look at her. Immediately, he knew something was wrong. "What is it Vivian" he asked going over. He put a hand on her shoulder.
"It's nothing. Not important, really" she tried to wave off.
"That's usually when things are the most important" he countered as he led them to the plush two-person couch. They were in the second-floor study. It was obvious that Gryffindors built the room as there was warm reds and golds all over.
It reminded them of the Gryffindor common room.
That always brought a calming feeling to Remus.
"What is it?" he asked, "You can tell me" he assured her. Though school kept them physically away, the two had been sharing letters re-getting to know each other.
Of course, so did Sirius and the others. Yet, having Remus get to know her again meant a lot to Vivian.
He was the only father figure she ever had.
Of course, there was Sirius, but he had always been more of a fun uncle. Or, more accurately, a big brother. He just had that teasing, caring air to him.
Remus, though he too had a mischevious spark like his comrade, was definitely a more mature and fatherlier figure.
"I picked tonight's raid" she admitted looking down at her lap. Her hands fidgeted picking at her long nails and cuticles.
"And this gives you reason to be nervous" he asked.
"I'm not nervous" Vivian rushed to deny. At his kind look, she bit her lip. "I've already killed this person before. It's just…" she didn't know how to go on.
"Facing them is hard?" he offered.
"It seems that being this young again… Old fears resurface or something" she ended up mumbling. "It's ridiculous" she couldn't look at him. She hated feeling like this. Feeling weak. Like the victim. Like the powerless little girl that Greyback wanted her to be.
"Fear is never ridiculous" Remus told her gently. Seeing her still looking down, he tried a different tactic. "Did I ever tell you about my mum's washing machine?" he asked with a slight head tilt.
Vivian looked up, sniffing to keep control over herself. "No" she shook her head now curious.
"My mum had this horrible washer. It was noisy and shook as if there was a boggart inside" he chuckled under his breath. "We had it outside in a separate shed of laundry. It was something from her muggle life that my mother felt no magic could truly replace".
At his pause, Vivian hesitantly put in "I wish I could have met your mom" was said softly. Remus' half smile was once more aimed at her.
"She would have loved you" Remus stated. "Always wanted me to have kids" he added with some humor.
"She'd love me even now?" she had to ask.
Remus put a hand on her shoulder. "Oh yes" he knew. "My mother was a kind and loving woman, but no one wanted to cross Hope Lupin for a very good reason" he said getting a small smile from the girl.
"Now, it might seem silly" Remus continued. "But I was terrified of that washer. Even after dad started showing me magic and everything" he shrugged. "I was positive it was possessed and wanted to eat me" he said seeing Vivian's smile grow as she got into his story.
"Mother even showed me how it worked, but I was sure it was evil" he told her. His smiled dimmed some. "Then, after my first change…" he trailed off for a moment.
Vivian looked at him intently. "I started to wonder if the washer and I weren't the same" he said.
At her look he explained. "I was very young, and things didn't simply fall into place" he told her. "Then the older I became, the more I realized that the fear of the washer was all in my mind. However, the fear of myself and Greyback, those were real fears" he looked off.
"I wish it was still that old muggle washer I was afraid of today. A safer fear hiding the ugly, dirty truth" he whispered.
After a beat, Remus looked back at Vivian. "So, I know about all kinds of fear" he explained. "And none of them are silly. Not if they're real to you. Conquered or not" he offered.
"We're killing Greyback tonight" Vivian unintentionally blurted.
Remus froze.
"I'm sorry" Vivian rushed to say full of worry and woe. "But I kept having nightmares about him and Ron said that we should deal with him now rather than later" she went on now standing and pacing refusing to look at Remus. "I thought I would never be afraid of him again. Not after killing him. But now that he's alive and I'm… I'm terrified like I used to be. I can't help it" she went on almost too quickly.
"Vivian" Remus stood attempting to calm her down, or at least gain her attention.
"I couldn't stop thinking about what he did to you. To Teddy and Tonks" she let slip. Seeing the state she was in, Remus simply filed that confusing little bit away for later.
"What he did to me. I can't let others go through the same thing" she stopped, back rigid. "I keep thinking he's going to come for me. Any minute. Like he'll just appear and-" she couldn't finish.
Remus took her by the shoulders making her face him. Vivian almost tensed before her brain registered just who had a hold of her. 'Remus would never hurt me' her subconscious needlessly echoed throughout her mind.
"Vivian, I am not angry with you" he said seeing her green tear misted eyes looking up at him. It was as if he could make or break her. Something that really hit Remus. No one had ever looked at him in such a distinct way.
'She cares so much' he couldn't help but think. 'She's terrified. Of Greyback and what I think'. "Being afraid of Greyback is not a silly or throw away fear. He creates living nightmares. If you weren't afraid, I'd be quite disturbed" he told her honestly.
Remus wiped the tear that attempted to escape her. Lovingly, he cupped her cheek.
Vivian tried to smile though the twitches around her mouth let him know just how close to sobbing she was.
"I-I am glad we will both be able to put our fears to rest tonight" he said. With that, he suddenly had an arm full of Vivian as she attached to him in a bone crushing hug.
After the beat of surprise, Remus returned the gesture.
"You lot ready to go?" Ron's gentle voice startled them from the doorway. Obviously, he had waited to interrupt.
Vivian gave Remus another smile before he gently pushed her towards Ron. The big-hearted red head met her with open arms. "Come on Love" he said gently before speaking at a normal volume. "We've got a big night ahead of us" he smiled at Remus as he led Vivian out of the room. "Alright mate?" he asked the older man.
Remus saw a flash of the man Ron would soon become. Something about Ron just eased him. Even if just a little.
"I will be" Remus nodded, hand going to the ginger's shoulder.
"I thought tomorrow we'd spend a little time with the twins" Ron told Vivian. "See what mischief we can get them into" he joked. Vivian smiled up at him. "Lord knows we need to spend more time with those two" he chuckled softly. "And Ginny" was finished quietly.
"All of them" Vivian put in making him smile down at her.
Soon enough, the trio met up with the rest of their party.
In an unintentional parody of the round table knights looking upon King Arthur, each knight stood in a circle in order to listen to their leader.
Harry looked serious, though his face held a tenderness. "I don't think I have to explain why tonight is so important" he began.
His young voice held power as Harry's inner strength shined through. If he were to give a command, it would be followed through.
"Not only is our target extremely" he stressed the word, "Dangerous, but is the most physical we will face. We have been training for such an attack, but we aren't there yet". No one argued. "I want us to take Greyback out quickly. Unlike previous attacks, he needs to be taken out right away".
He nodded to Vivian and Remus.
"I know" Vivian began, "That I got my revenge on Greyback once already. Now so will Remus" she stated.
Remus simply nodded as Sirius stood by him in support.
"But we can't risk trying to drag out his end. Greyback won't ever care what he's done. We don't have the same luxuries we once did" Harry picked back up. "So, do not taunt. Do not attempt to torture. If able, kill him quickly. This is not out of mercy but rather necessity" he looked at each of them.
"What about those he's made base with?" Remus asked about the rest of the pack.
Harry inhaled thinking, "Besides some of the higher ups like Scabior, I don't see any reason to bother them" he decided.
"Wait, that pig Scabior is still around" Sirius couldn't believe it. He looked at Remus, "Didn't we kill that bastard?" he sneered.
"No" Remus cleared his throat. "Darcos almost did but…" he trailed off.
Pain entered Sirius' expression. He turned to his Godson, "Harry, you've got to let me take that bastard out. I have a debt for a friend to collect" was firmly stated.
Harry almost asked but decided that it would be better to have the talk later. No doubt it was about friends they had lost in the first war. It'd be better to remember them after when they didn't need clear heads.
"Alright" Harry agreed. "But don't get cocky and give him an opening" was warned.
Sirius went to say something but changed his mind. He gave a simple nod of understanding.
"Good, once this is done then Luna can fill us in on her project" Hermione took over. "Then Vivian can explain where Lockhart is, and don't deny knowing" she sent a look at the girl who was sporting a smirk similar to the one on Ronald's face. "And finally, we'll talk about what the next step in finding Griphook is" Hermione explained before casting the tempris charm.
"It's about time" Neville pointed out. "Let's go" he nodded to Ron. "We're spreading somewhat out but we're meeting back up. None of us can be caught unaware. And absolutely not alone".
With that, the group shadowed out. Though Sirius and Remus still had to hitch rides. They were much better at it now, but not where Harry wanted them to be.
Luckily, they had their own training to keep them busy while the children were at school.
Harry's neck twitched. It was a dull roar, but the dementors were constantly calling out to him. Begging to be allowed to spread their fear and feast.
'I have to talk to Hermione first' he once more pushed the noise down.
Though this travel was one of the fastest by magical standards, the trip was still an hour and a half away. Fenrir wasn't a fool. Despite what some wizards believed.
He kept his pack tucked away where no one would find them.
'Almost no one' Harry mentally corrected.
It had taken him a little time, but he had found them. They were in a forest similar to the Forest Dean. Spacious and uninhabited during the cold seasons. That gave the werewolves the perfect home. At least, a perfect home in the mind of Fenrir Greyback.
Homes were for the weak. He didn't need a home and he'd be damned if any of his pack had one.
Harry looked at Vivian. He was silently grateful over the life she had avoided. True, her young life was not devoid of pain or troubles, but there was no doubt that things would have been much worse had Greyback taken her that fateful night.
Ron had to shake his head quickly. Like Harry, he was thinking on Vivian. However, his mind was back on when Greyback had captured them with the snatchers. What he and Bellatrix had done to her and Hermione before Ron and Harry had saved them, Luna and the others with Dobby.
What Greyback had been attempting to do to Vivian before Ron had run up and taken out an ear and half his nose.
It still turned his stomach.
He looked at the silent beauty who was his other half.
'He'll never touch you again' he swore. 'Not here and not in your nightmares' he thought looking at her with absolute love. Absolute adoration.
Ron would do anything for that girl.
Vivian knew as much. She loved Ron, the good and the bad. 'I don't think I could have done this the first time without him' she thought back to painful memories. Memories she had attempted to bury but which refused to be forgotten.
Feeling those piercing blue eyes on her, Vivian turned, still flying through the air, and sent Ron a small smile.
He felt that in his gut. To him, as she smoke-streaked across the night sky, Vivian looked like an angel. 'An avenging angel' he thought.
Spotting the official edge of the camp, Neville soon began lowering down causing the others to follow. Though Fenrir hated wizards, that didn't mean he didn't use his own magic. He just didn't rely on it.
There were multiple wards and enchantments in place.
Some to keep certain people out, others to keep certain people in.
With Luna by his side, Neville began slowly undoing ward by ward. His focus was on point as he knew the importance of the night. This was a major step in a better world.
In a world where Greyback was allowed to spread hate and fear, no one was safe. 'We're avenging some and saving others' Neville thought as he lowly chanted. Sweat gathered on his brow before Sirius patted his forehead.
Remus backed up Luna as she too was concentrating. That usual easy and starry look gone. A darkness had settled in her light gaze. It added an odd heaviness to the youthful face.
Luna's mind was on nothing but killing the man who had attempted to destroy the spirit of one of her best friends.
'First Greyback, then the Lestranges' she thought as flashes of her own vendettas ran through her mind. She wondered if she should drop off a little something of Barty's so that the Lestranges would have to battle through their madness to work through what was going to happen.
"There's only three left" she told them softly.
"Take your time" Harry told them. He looked away from the lights through the trees. "We have all night".
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Albus felt all of his impressive years settle on him. He was tired, very tired. It was nighttime and he was still about town trying to find his missing professor.
He had looked all over for Lockhart but came up with nothing.
"I saw him, what was it now" Madam Rosmerta gave him his first and only help of the day. She seemed to have been too busy before. Yet now, he finally caught her at the right time. "I suppose two days ago" she was cleaning a mug. "Came in and was flirting with a real stunner" she nodded remembering. A small smile tweaked the corner of her lips. "She was not a fan".
"Can you describe this woman?" Albus asked hoping he could track her down or at least be on the lookout.
"Well" Rosmerta blew some fringe out of her eyes. "She was pretty. About ye tall and so, fit but had a sort of feel to her that would send other men back to their seats" she described. "White, like really white and dark hair. Green eyes and short hair about this long. Oh, and she had a lip ring" she nodded trying to remember.
Albus filed everything away.
"Thank you my dear" he told her. "As always your presence has been enlightening" he charmed. With a bow of his head, he went on with his search.
Albus couldn't shake this odd feeling that somehow Harry was connected to Lockhart's disappearance. He didn't think Harry did anything, dear Merlin he'd never think such a thing about sweet, brave young Harry.
'Perhaps he was looking for something concerning the boy. Or it's another situation as last year. Though I doubt Tom is on the back of Gilderoy's head' he wondered.
Then again, according to Severus, he thought everything somehow related back to Harry Potter.
"Where is that blasted man" Albus sighed warily. He had better things to do than run around looking for his Defense teacher.
"I tell you I am the mighty Albus Dumbledore!" he heard an indignant voice proclaim.
It was coming from his brother Aberforth's pub.
Slowly, he dared to venture closer.
"Get out, you useless git!" Abe hissed through clenched teeth. He was glaring daggers as his few patrons watched enraptured.
"I will not leave until I find that vile fraud Lockhart" the voice proclaimed.
Albus moved even closer. That voice sounded beyond familiar. Peering over, his suspicion was confirmed.
A rather dirty looking Lockhart, 'What is that brown stain…oh' Albus thought seeing it placed in the worst possible area, was standing on a dingy table and speaking loudly. "He's been cursed" Albus muttered as he finally walked in.
He had found his missing teacher.
He took in the horrid bird nest state the now dirty blonde hair of Lockhart was in. The actual handprints of who knows what on the man's now ruined clothes and usually meticulously perfect appearance.
There was even a smudge mustache right under his nose. It reminded Albus a little of Barty Crouch Senior. He thought back to the man's death and shook his head.
Now was not the time for such sad thoughts.
Yes, Albus had found his teacher. Yet, he had also found more questions with no answers.
"Gilderoy, my boy" Albus attempted to get his attention. "Why don't I take you back to the castle. You could use some freshening up" he offered kindly.
Lockhart looked at him with a loud, dramatic sharp inhale. "Lockhart!" Gilderoy pointed at Albus. "At last, you show your pathetic hide!" he jumped off the table.
He didn't stick the landing.
After catching himself with a bit of a stumble that caught his ankle, Lockhart once more posed heroically.
"I must take you in for your dastardly acts" he called out with a bellow.
"And what dastardly deeds would that be?" now Albus and the rest of the room were curious. Though Aberforth attempted to look annoyed, there was no denying the spark of curiosity behind his glasses in those blue eyes that were so like his older brother's.
It seemed obvious to those watching that Lockhart was cursed or jinxed. However, the fact that he thought that not only was he not himself, but he was accusing himself of something dark, was very interesting to the room.
Lockhart only boasted of his heroic success. Could there be something dark? The room's occupants knew that someone who acted as light and shiny as Lockhart always had some dirty little secret.
Was he about to reveal a hidden truth?
"As if you don't know" Lockhart scoffed running a hand through his dingy locks. "As if you could forget all of the people you've obliviated". Everyone was silent. "And for what? To steal their accomplishments? Disgusting" he mock spitted at the ground.
Albus looked gravely serious. "Is what you're saying true" Albus looked at an equally unhappy Abe. For a moment they stared at one another before looking back. "Did that truly happen or is it simply whatever curse ails you" Albus wondered out loud.
"I am under no such enchantment" Lockhart continued.
Now though, with the implications in the air, it wasn't as amusing.
"I shall now have to take you in, you ruffian" he sneered at Albus. With that, he whipped out a wand.
Albus already had his hidden in his sleeve. Ready for whatever.
One didn't become known as one of the greatest wizards alive simply by smiling. No matter what Lockhart believed.
However, Albus also had enough control over his reflexes to hold back when he noticed that Lockhart could do him no harm. The man didn't actually have a wand.
Well, not a real one any way.
Lockhart was aiming a licorice wand at Albus.
It was sagging in a very sad fashion. "Expelliarmus" he shouted. When nothing happened, Gilderoy wasn't disheartened. Instead, he made a spell sound effect with his mouth.
Obviously, that only produced awkward silence.
Lockhart gave a might cheer of a laugh. "Ha! No need to panic dear honorable citizens". Everyone shared looks. Now they knew he was off his broom! This was the last place anyone of that description would be.
With a sigh, Albus pulled his wand out fully. "Stupefy" was all he said. With a yelp, Lockhart was out cold.
The bar patrons began murmuring to one another in low tones.
Albus looked back at Abe going to speak, but like always his brother sent him a look of contempt and stormed off to the back room.
Albus' eyes followed him with sorrow.
Levitating Lockhart, Albus slowly made his way to Hogwarts.
'Now I just have to find out who did this and why' he thought disappearing into the foggy night.
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Vivian's green eyes held absolute hate.
Remus wasn't much better.
There, just inside of an old slapped together cabin, was Fenrir Greyback.
He was laughing with some of the higher ups in his group.
The smile on his scarred and twisted face was revolting as he laughed and ate some unknown meat letting the juices drip down his face.
Hermione had to cast a spell that muted all of their scents. They were doing their best to catch him by surprise. They knew their chance of surprise had run up as suddenly Fenrir perked up, back painfully straight.
"Someone is here" he said looking around with suspicion.
"Who" Scabior's cockney accent rang through the room as he and two other men looked around. They all had mismatched and slightly damaged clothes. It was as if they were mocking the wizards that wanted nothing to do with them by wearing worn and torn clothing of the elite.
Scabior's hair was up in a messy ponytail. He had some dirt on his face, but he seemed to have attempted to clean up. Though there was some eye liner around his eyes.
Though that may have been simply because Scabior had the unnerving habit to 'play' with his food. He liked to think he could seduce anyone he came across.
New pack member or victim.
The other men were dressed similarly, but more in the uncaring manner as Greyback.
Fenrir himself had his shaggy hair pushed back. It almost looked gelled, but it was filth and grime that held the stringy thick mane back. Dark locks mixed with white showing some of his age.
His face had the beginnings of a transformation. As if he was just waiting for the chance to turn.
More beast than man. His mannerisms matched the wolf as his hands and legs showed irreversible change. This added to his strength as muscles almost seemed to be bulging under the skin.
Eyes sharp and shined amber as he began to bare his uneven and sharpened teeth.
Vivian took in ever inch of skin with a frozen expression.
Ron took her hand. He could guess what she was thinking. 'You have never been like him' he mentally swore. Vivian squeezed his hand showing she got the message.
Whether she believed it or not was the issue.
Following Harry's order, the group shadowed into the house showing themselves to the four men they now had surrounded.
"Who the hell are you" Fenrir raged. He was obviously angry, yet there was undeniable excitement now coming off of the man. He was always ready for a fight.
Fenrir lived for violence.
Hermione used to wonder what had happened in Greyback's life to have turned him into such a monster. Sirius once told her that some people would be monsters no matter what their life had given them. At some point, a person had to stop making excuses and take responsivity for their own actions. The good and the bad.
After seeing more into the twisted world of Fenrir Greyback and people like him, Hermione no longer wondered about 'what ifs' and if someone could be saved. She stopped thinking if people who so easily hurt and damn others for no real reason deserved second chances.
Hermione no longer wondered about the fates of people like Greyback.
Life had taught her that second chances were to be handed out sparingly. Not like lemon flavored candy.
"I am the Master of Death" Harry revealed. Quickly, he sent out a numbing charm that would at least keep Greyback still.
Still, the werewolf did his best to fight through the charm.
He had more success than his companions.
His already prominent, numerous scars adorning his face, neck and arms seemed to become almost luminescent as his skin pinkened from excursion.
"That's the bloke from the Prophet!" Scabior tried to act cool and collected. "Them Death Knights and what not. They killed some Death Eaters and Crouch" he put on a faux innocent expression. "I don't know why they're bothering a lot of poor werewolves though".
"Seeing as two of our members were wronged by your leader, I shan't lose sleep over your death Scabior" Hermione spoke up in her adjusted voice.
With that, the group unmasked themselves.
"That's Harry Bloody Potter!" one of the unknown men shouted pointing at Harry.
Fenrir's eyes were somewhere else entirely.
"Remus Lupin" he said with great pleasure. He licked his lips. Then he noticed the girl by Remus' side. "Vivian Malfoy" he chuckled beyond amused. If one didn't know better, they'd assume he was actually happy. Disturbingly, Fenrir was genuinely pleased with seeing them. He had always had a beyond strange and terrifying transfixion on both of them. "My favorite pups have returned at last" he beamed.
"Malfoy?" Vivian was hit with the name in the gut.
The others were just as surprised. Remus' hand went to her shoulder, holding tightly. Ron took her hand, holding on for dear life. Vivian squeezed back not paying attention to holding too tightly. Ron took the pain. He only wished he could take the rest of the pain for her.
Fenrir's smile widened if possible. "Didn't know, did you?" he asked as if surprised.
"You lie!" she shouted feeling unbelievable rage fill her.
"No, I guess not" he sighed with fake sadness. "But look how you've found one another" he clapped once. He looked beyond aware. As if he knew something they didn't. The fact that he was able to move, even slightly, through the spellwork spoke of Greyback's power. The others could feel him actively fighting against the magic.
He also looked proud. That was beyond disturbing.
"And now you've found your way back to me" he looked between them. "Where you belong" his voice was a growl, deep while he attempted to smile.
Though he tried to be welcoming, the toothy smile was frightening at best.
Harry raged as he listened to the man's thoughts.
Lust and possession warred with obsession among other emotions. The man wasn't only obsessed with Vivian. He felt the same for Remus as well.
He wanted to possess them. Break them down and build them back up in his image. He had ideas of having both as his personal 'mates', for Fenrir loved the idea of such labels, like a real animal. The idea of having them for his pleasure, and his alone, was beyond appealing to him. He wanted to see the wolf overtake them and tarnish any good within their souls.
"My, how you both have grown" Fenrir's gaze became lidded with obvious lust as he looked between Remus and Vivian.
"Look at you" he shook his head with another soft chuckle. "So beautiful. So ripe in your pain" he bit his bottom lip. He was able to once more clap his hands together, squeezing and rubbing the meaty fists together. Though, the action was slower than it should be due to the paralyzing charm he was managing to somewhat work through.
That upset everyone greatly. 'Such power, wasted' Harry thought hatefully.
"Now you're back. And you've brought friends" he looked and did a double take at Sirius. "Haven't we met" he asked as he squinted trying to think.
"Should have taken the full eye out" was Sirius' only hint.
Fenrir's eyes briefly widened in recognition. The scar going over his left eye was a reminder. "Weren't there more of you" he threw the jab. He had killed the one who left the scar on his neck.
Sirius' sarcastic smile was wiped off as he glared at the man. Before he could speak however, Vivian jumped in.
"We're here to kill you" she said pushing his declaration aside.
She knew what he was doing! She couldn't let him distract her. Fenrir Greyback would die tonight!
Greyback slowly smiled until he was full on grinning. "And who is going to kill me little pup? You? Lupin?" he asked looking between the two. "You both belong to me. You're a part of me. I am a part of you" he went on.
Greyback was fully focused on the two. He didn't notice Harry acting behind him.
"Whoa-" Scabior went to speak until he and the other two smacked face first onto the wooden floor.
Greyback went to look as he continued speaking. His back hunched ever so slightly as he readied to jump trying to find just which target to choose. Paralyzing hex be damned. Fenrir was confident that he could at least damage one of the intruders. He could feel the power rolling off of them. That didn't matter though. Not to Greyback.
He was determined to at least spill some blood.
"It doesn't matter if you managed to kill me… If you could. I am inside you. I will always be-" Fenrir was cut off.
Vivian was done!
Her hands were no longer on Ron or Remus. Instead, they were down by her side as her fists clenched so tightly, bones cracked, and skin punctured around her nails.
She saw the pain on Remus' face. How, though he didn't want to believe it, he felt that Fenrir was right. Remus was terrified that in the end he and Fenrir were the same.
In that instant, her own feared similarities to the accursed Greyback flew from her mind. All she saw was the man responsible for the beginning of the most painful aspects of her life hurting the only man she had ever and would ever consider her father.
"He is nothing like you!" Vivian shouted suddenly shooting both of her hands up with open palm.
Fenrir went to attempt to jump as well, going for Sirius who was busy looking at Remus in concern.
Two white beam like lights shot out of Vivian's hands and slammed straight into Fenrir's muscular chest.
All of this, from Fenrir seeing his numbers down and going to attack all the way to Vivian's magic literally forcing itself out of her, had only taken mere moments. Sirius didn't even get a chance to realize that he was Fenrir's target.
Ron had gone to shout something as Remus went to turn away. None of the others had chance to react fully.
Harry himself didn't even have a chance to let his own instincts kick in!
Vivian wasn't even totally aware of what was happening. Her body and magic simply reacted.
By the time it was over however, everything would be different.
Those beams of pure magic shot through Fenrir leaving perfectly rounded holes in what used to be his heart and a chunk of his gut.
Everyone froze in pure shock.
Well, everyone but Vivian who simply watched.
Fenrir looked extremely shocked. He stumbled ever so slightly back a step before catching himself unintentionally. It was easy with the hex still in place as he had time to right himself.
Not that it mattered anymore.
Fenrir looked down with mouth slightly ajar as he gazed at the gapping wounds.
Then, he looked up at Vivian. Still, surprise was plastered all over his expression.
In a distant part of her brain, Vivian thought the look suited him.
Fenrir looked up from his mortal wounds again as if they would somehow disappear. As if the holes weren't real. He looked at Remus then Vivian. His dark gaze was wide and disbelieving.
The rest of the room was also various stages of surprise.
Vivian smiled a small, simple grin.
Remus couldn't believe his eyes. He never thought he'd see Greyback so…vulnerable.
Fenrir gave a halfhearted chuckle that a cough cut off. As did the bit of blood that now stained his mouth.
"You-" he didn't get a chance to finish.
With one last shuttering breath and a look of realization now in those blank brown eyes, Fenrir fell to his knees. Then his face hit the floor as the ground became stained in his blood.
It was obvious the moment that his cohorts knew of his demise as Scabior and the other two attempted to cry out, startled and scared of the blood now soaking their clothing.
Though, their voices were unable to fully vocalize as Harry had hit them with the strongest paralyzing charm he could. At least as strong as he was able in the moment.
Thankfully, it was enough.
"He's dead" Remus whispered.
His eyes were stuck on the overly still corpse of Fenrir Greyback. Remus seemed confused as if he really never expected to ever see the fall of the man who created living nightmares.
"Well," Sirius tried to say but nothing else came to mind.
Ron wrapped an arm around Vivian's shoulders. "Guess you're the leader of the pack now" he said in a light tone.
Vivian's eyes snapped up to lock with Hermione who slowly smiled. The brunette gave her a nod.
Vivian's smile was still in place. "Long live the Queen" Vivian's green gaze flashed.
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Before bed, Luna Lovegood had one more thing to do.
Vivian had been silent since getting back to the castle. Though, she did hug Remus and Sirius when saying goodbye. Sirius mumbled something about remembering her.
However, they apparently thought she had died.
Lucius told everyone that his little girl had died of dragon pox at a very young age.
Bellatrix used to cackle about her, speaking to herself in her prison.
Sirius used to think Bellatrix killed the girl. He knew she wasn't caught right away after what she did to the Longbottoms.
It was possible that she had been hidden at Malfoy Manor long enough before her capture to see Vivian enter toddlerhood.
Bellatrix had never been clear, even when lost in her own mind. Nothing she said suggested that the girl had been turned.
Then again, he doubted Bellatrix knew what she said half of the time.
Both Remus and Sirius remembered a young Vivian. In fact, she and Harry had met though they were babies, so it was doubtful they remembered. It had been right before Lily and James went into hiding full time.
It wasn't a surprise that the children didn't remember.
Especially with the lives both Vivian and Harry had led after.
Apparently, Narcissa, missing her cousin and wanting to get away for a little, had met up with the Marauders with her children. They had gotten to meet the infants multiple times, before Narcissa had been forced to stop meeting them.
Though neither man knew why. They had their theories now.
Seeing how drained she was, Remus suggested it was a discussion for the weekend. Greyback was dead. He decided he would help Vivian deal with her parentage after the shock of the night wore off.
And after someone found Greyback's positioned corpse.
Harry knew Vivian was running through her life trying to see if there were ever any signs to hint to the truth of what Greyback said.
He empathized with Vivian. He truly saw her as a sister. Another soul who knew the cruelty of man before knowing the basics of children's learning.
She didn't look sad though. Just not totally aware of her surroundings.
"Ron" Harry began. "Why don't you stay with Vivian tonight" he told his best mate.
Hermione and Ron were watching the brunette girl with worry.
Neville looked to Luna then Harry, also worried but trying to go over everything to make sure they hadn't left any tracks.
Luna was simply waiting. She had no doubt in her soul that they would all help Vivian through this.
Luna had other things to put into motion.
"What?" Vivian asked looking lost. "What?" she asked again looking around as if realizing they were at the castle.
"Come on Love" Ron led her to the Room of Requirements.
"She'll be alright. Right?" Neville asked looking at Harry, who was now holding an upset Hermione as they watched the couple disappear around the corner.
"Yeah" Harry said though he didn't sound so sure. "Yeah" he repeated rubbing Hermione's back. "Get some sleep. The news should hit everyone tomorrow" he told them.
After saying quiet goodbyes, the group made their way to the common rooms. Neville did walk Luna before running to catch up with Harry and Hermione.
Luna did not go into her common room though. She didn't even acknowledge the brass eagle head which would give her a riddle. Luna turned and stealthy made her way towards the dungeons.
Her cloak slithered back over her as if alive. Once more her identity was concealed as she reached her destination.
Luna shadowed into the potions room before going to Snape's private studies.
Just as expected he was up late working on multiple projects.
"Who's there" Severus turned to where she just was.
"Behind you" Luna's distorted voice came from behind him.
He spun again with wand in hand and spell leaving his thin lips.
Laughter met him as Luna used the shadows made by the candles to dance around and around.
"Try and catch your shadow Severus" she cheered as he continued attempting to find her. Rope and shock spells left him smashing into his wall and glasses that now littered the floor. It didn't seem he noticed as he continued to whip around in circles.
His cheeks were taking on color from excursion as his hair had to be pushed back as it blocked his vision causing him to think there were movements from the corner of both eyes.
"Who are you? Who sent you!?" Severus demanded breathing heavily.
None of his spells were landing! Severus may have been a genius at potions, but he was no slouch with spell work either.
Though he wasn't as good as Sirius. Or Remus.
Not that he'd ever admit that.
"Everyone has their talents Severus" Luna said reading his mind. "Why continue to be jealous of your old school mates" she asked as now the shadows easily swept her around and around.
Luna didn't get disoriented as she barely noticed the movements now. She wasn't concentrated on floating, but on Severus.
"Show yourself!" Severus demanded.
A bright blue beam snapped out of nowhere and hit his thin hand.
"NO!" he called as his wand went flying and he could do nothing to stop it. "You'll pay for this" he swore.
"For disarming you?" Luna called. "How childish Severus" she chided, "I'd think you'd know by now that that is the least of your worries for today" she advised.
"What are you" he couldn't help but quietly inquire with widened gaze as she stepped out of the shadows.
Severus was looking at the elusive yet terrifying Death Knight that he hadn't even known had been stalking him.
"My Master and Mistress call me Billywig" came the oddly airy voice of a thousand souls.
"Billywig" Severus tried to scoff. It sounded more like a choke as he tried to hide any reaction to the being's presence.
"Oh yes. It's quite fitting. Once you get to know me Severus" she saw him flinch at the use of his first name. "Something that you will have the honor of" she told him, "Which is the reason for my visit" she explained.
"How did you get onto Hogwarts' grounds" Severus demanded in a cool, calm voice.
Luna smiled ever so slowly. His unwillingness to show fear even now gave her great excitement over his potential. "I can go anywhere I so choose" she told him. "But all questions will be answered in time. I am here for you" she stepped closer.
Severus took an easy step back.
"If you are interested in recruitment" he began with dull sarcasm, "Then I must decline as I am already under the employ and protection of another" he told her with his best mask in place.
"Two masters Severus" Luna corrected. "You serve two masters. Even if one is hidden. For now" she said.
"You serve Lord Voldemort" he asked with a brow raise.
Luna chuckled. "I would never serve that piece of scum. The false Lord who kills any who resembles his true blood status. Disgusting" Luna hissed.
Severus didn't show how interested he was at that. Very few, only so many that he knew of, knew about the dark Lord formerly known as Tom Riddle and his true blood status.
"I answer to neither of your masters Severus Snape" Luna went on. "I have witnessed the downfall of both" she waved off, "But that is not for now. Now is the beginning of your training" she revealed.
"I told you I will not-" Snape was cut off by Luna's tsking.
"Now, now Severus" she began, "I was telling. Not asking".
As a spindly hand raised in his direction, Severus' hands began to lightly shake.
"I see the possible severity of the current predicament has finally made the connection in your mind" Luna noted. "Good, now we can properly begin."
That night, the little private bedchamber held screams which rang out to impressive heights, only to fall on deaf ears.
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Lucius Malfoy strolled into Hogwarts on a mission. It was the early morning and he made Fudge head straight from his floo to Hogwarts.
Fudge was at his side ready and willing to jump whenever Lucius ordered. The goblins were hunting one of their own. Such an event amused him greatly. 'Nasty little creatures' he thought with a sneer at the mental image of a goblin.
There were only a few clouds on the horizon.
One much more worrisome than the others.
Lucius went through the list of dominos which had fallen recently in his life.
The Malfoy patriarch was incensed that he seemed incapable of acquiring another elf.
Any and all attempts had been thwarted one way or another.
The blonde hadn't been able to solve this mystery as he had been busy dealing with Narcissa and Draco. Both concerning one girl.
Vivian Lupin of the Ancient and Noble House of Black.
Or, as only a handful of people knew, Vivian Malfoy.
Everyone believed the girl had died at a young age. Even Dumbledore.
Lucius acted as if she meant nothing to him. He had sworn long ago he'd take that secret to the grave.
Narcissa was a whole other situation.
She had been crushed when Vivian had been giving away. He had had to let Bellatrix curse her into submission just so he could get the girl out of the manor with the other Lestranges. Even then both he and Bellatrix had almost matching scars from when Narcissa had cut them with a cursed dagger.
Narcissa didn't care that on some level, Lucius had given Vivian away to hide her from his in-laws.
Seeing as Narcissa had been unable to find her daughter, Lucius made a deal with her.
Not that she had a choice.
Narcissa hadn't exactly married Lucius for love. Perhaps at one point, but truly the union had started with the hopes of another pureblood marriage for power and money.
With that in mind, their parents had put very choice attachments which more or less magically enforced themselves in the marriage.
Narcissa wasn't a slave, but she was to listen to Lucius. If he said she wasn't allowed to look for their daughter, then…
Well, Lucius learned that while he may more or less have control over his wife, she was as imaginative and powerful as either of her sisters or cousins.
Lucius had a recent crescent moon scar to prove as much.
The deal he made with her was if she would, more or less, not try to slowly kill him day by day, then he'd allow her to speak to her daughter.
There was a catch though. The girl both had to approach her first and want Narcissa in her life.
Now, Lucius couldn't honestly say he wanted a painful life for Vivian. Werewolf or not, on some level of his dark, stained soul she was still his daughter. Even so, he could imagine her life would not be easy on any front.
If she even made it to puberty.
So, he was sure that Vivian would never accept Narcissa as her mother. He had never imagined seeing her again.
Lucius was blown away when he had seen Vivian in the bookstore before the school year. It had taken everything in him to not react when seeing her. No one could forget those big green eyes.
She was taken on by Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. She was friends with Potter to boot! Lucius squashed a small proud smile that tried to fight its way onto his face when he learned of her house sorting.
Seeing her at Hogwarts…looking like any other child had been another blow he didn't know how to handle.
Once again, it had taken all of his Slytherin and Malfoy training that he possessed in his being to feign simple passing curiosity over her.
Thankfully, it seemed the girl did not remember him. He ignored the pang of pain that had brought him.
On the same note though, it seemed her own twin didn't remember her either.
Draco and Vivian were twins, even if she was older by mere moments. Twins by birth, but different in every aspect from looks to personalities, even as toddlers. While Draco had very obvious Malfoy in him, Vivian was the embodiment of the beautiful and dark House of Black.
Not unusual in twins to look so different, he knew. Still, it used to fascinate him to look at the two small beings that were proof of him and Narcissa finding love in one another.
Then, everything changed.
Because of Greyback. Because of Bellatrix. 'Because of me' he didn't want to believe the voice in his head. Lucius knew that Narcissa wasn't the only one who had tried to stop him and the others from taking Vivian. However, he refused to dwell on the memories.
Of another man trying to save her with Narcissa. Another man Vivian cried out to when it should have been Lucius himself to save his daughter.
He didn't though. He hadn't allowed anyone else to either.
It was only after Vivian's disappearance that Narcissa began doting on Draco in such a suffocating manner. She hoped there was some of Vivian in him.
Truly, there was more Lucius than anything.
To this day, after Draco would go to bed on his birthday, Narcissa would go up to Vivian's closed off room and mourn her.
Lucius never truly allowed himself to think of his panicked decision so long ago.
He didn't want to know if he regretted it or not. He didn't want to feel the emotions that his actions caused, or the consequences that his family had to face due to his prejudice and unclear thinking. He didn't want to think on the little girl he had promised the world to only to throw her away when she needed him most.
Though he denied it, even to himself, Lucius would wonder on certain occasions just what would have happened if Bellatrix hadn't been over that night and found out about Vivian's attack.
'Would I still have a daughter' he wondered.
He had attacked and hurt Greyback after getting him off of Vivian. He was not ignorant to what the beast of a man had done to her. He saw the blood which had nothing to do with a transformation.
He had hurt Greyback as badly as he could before the werewolf got away.
His in-laws' presence at the manor and Vivian's screams demanded he not go after the filth.
It had been Lucius who saved the girl from Bellatrix who thought to simply 'put her down'.
Lucius' feelings over Vivian were too confusing, too much. Even to this day. So, he refused to feel at all.
However, yesterday changed all of that.
Apparently, Skeeter was trying to dig anything up on Potter and his guardian situation.
So far, she didn't have much, though she did learn of Vivian. Though, her affliction seemed to have somehow gone under the woman's radar. For now.
Lucius' ignored Fudges prattling as he hid a wince. He was using his cane more than ever now thanks to yesterday's Prophet.
In the paper, there had been a rather fetching picture of Vivian next to Potter, Granger and Weasley.
Apparently, the youngest Weasley boy was courting Vivian.
That was something Lucius absolutely refused to think on.
Before Lucius could even process what he was seeing and hope to hide the paper away, Narcissa had snatched up the paper and zeroed in on Vivian's picture.
She had cried, cursed, and shown more open emotion since Vivian had left.
Lucius thought it was lucky Draco hadn't been there for Narcissa surely would have told him everything.
But there lay his other problem.
Draco had a crush on Vivian. The boy's letters and words proved as much.
Lucius inhaled deeply to fight of nausea. Sure, he and Narcissa were second cousins, but siblings?! That was a bit much.
It reminded him of when Draco would follow Vivian around everywhere when they were little. He was her shadow.
Bellatrix had offered up some disgusting commentary of helping Voldemort by keeping the line truly pure. There was a reason she and the other Lestranges weren't allowed to be alone with the children before they were locked up.
The idea still turned Lucius' stomach.
'At least she's with Sirius' Narcissa had stated after beating the snot out of Lucius as she caressed the picture. 'And Remus. Do you think they remember babysitting? Before Sirius went away. Before you made me stay away. She couldn't even walk then. Just a baby' she asked rhetorically with such sadness. 'I hope so. They so loved her'.
'I don't remember them meeting either of the children' Lucius had nervously commented.
'No, you wouldn't. I…needed to see Sirius. Talk to him. He was so good at making me laugh. Remus was so polite, so kind and unjudgmental. They watched both Vivian and Draco" there was a small smile as she looked at nothing.
'Draco would get his little hands stuck in Sirius' hair as Vivian was always so enchanted by Remus. I think he calmed her. Even if he was so nervous holding either baby' she recalled with a distant chuckle.
'Perhaps I would be able to…' she cut herself off as if remembering he was in the room.
'You know the deal' Lucius told her even as he winced. He told himself it was over his physical discomfort and nothing more.
'There is always a way Lucius' her eyes flashed. 'You taught me that'.
As had become the ritual of his life, Lucius pushed down all thoughts of the lost Malfoy.
'I have bigger issues' he convinced himself. 'I must get that blasted diary back!'
There had been no news of any disasters hitting Hogwarts. Oh, there was still some news about those Death Knights, but Fudge had done his best to bury any real coverage.
Lucius couldn't help but sweat thinking that the Master of Death planned on changing such decisions. It was obvious he wanted to send a message, and if he had been quiet for a little Lucius could only think on how drastic the message was going to be.
He still felt chills remembering facing the man.
Rarely did anyone scare Lucius. The Master of Death scared him.
"What were you hoping to do again?" Fudge asked still not clear on the plan. He did know that Lucius had said something flowery that flattered him enough to bring him to Hogwarts unannounced.
"We are simply checking to make sure nothing is happening. Remember how there was a disturbance with the aurors? Perhaps it has something to do with Dumbledore" he lied. "I told you how odd he was behaving during my last inspection" he reminded.
"Yes" Fudge wiped his brow. This was a tedious walk. "But Albus has always been a bit strange. Brilliant, but strange" he commented as they came upon the castle. "You really think he's up to something" he had to ask.
"It is based off of a gut feeling" Lucius spoke. "With Madam Bones suddenly becoming what of a recluse with the added training she's given the aurors after meeting someone on the grounds" he put in suggestively.
"She was meeting the Potter boy" Fudge said as they made it to entrance. "Though she won't answer my letters now" he finished in a mutter.
"Which is unacceptable" Lucius told him.
Snake charming was so easy when you were the biggest snake.
"You are the Minister after all" he put emphasis on the title.
As predicted, Fudge puffed out his chest.
As he began going on and on about his high position, Lucius' mind was able to once more go over what needed to be done.
'Get the diary and avoid detection' he told himself. 'Especially from Vivian' he thought before another thought hit him, 'What? Are you afraid?' his mind taunted. 'Or feeling guilty' it asked too knowingly.
'Get the diary before any of those Death Knights are able to' he told himself. 'Still afraid of the Dark Lord even though he's dead?' that same annoying voice asked.
"Why don't I begin my investigation by visiting my son? You can then speak to Dumbledore about these rumors we've heard about his latest professor" Lucius suggested.
"Good show" Fudge tapped the side of his stubby nose as if to show they were on the same wavelength.
Lucius resisted an eye roll.
The two stood in the entrance hall before Filch met them to take them to the headmaster. He grumbled when Lucius turned towards the dungeon not following the sourly man's suggestion.
"Perhaps I could stop by Severus' rooms to catch up" he murmured as he passed students on their way to breakfast.
As he thought the last of the Slytherins must have past him, Lucius came face to face with the last person he wanted to see.
They were all alone in the torch lit hallway.
Vivian stared at Malfoy with those big green eyes that looked viperous in the moment. They seemed to almost glow in the dark hall.
They out greened the snake badge on her robe. Her pretty face displayed as her short hair was pulled out of her face by hair pins.
An unknown necklace showed the briefest of gold though the rest laid hidden under her school tie. She wore a Slytherin blazer and tie, though the arms of her blazer and shirt were rolled up to the elbow. Her wand rested comfortably in the pocket of her simple black pants. Black shoes shined as he was once more took her in.
"Miss Lupin" Lucius found himself addressing her with cool politeness.
"Malfoy" Vivian didn't totally return the gesture. "Why are you here?" she asked raising a brow. She didn't believe that the Prophet had already arrived. Nor did she think Lucius would suddenly appear with Greyback out of the picture completely.
"I am here to see my heir" he said with a raised brow and chin tilted up.
Vivian looked startled for a moment before a look of understanding entered her gaze. A sardonic smirk overtook her. "Oh, you're speaking of Draco" she said as if he hadn't been clear.
"Of course, I'm speaking about Draco" Lucius internally squirmed. 'What the hell is she playing at' he couldn't help but think.
A real, though slightly saddened smile hit her then.
"I'm surprised your wife isn't with you" Vivian gave a mocking little sniff. "She does so love to dote on Draco, doesn't she" Vivian asked.
That sentence produced a great shock for the girl though.
She had been scanning Lucius' thoughts, though not too deeply. Vivian was simply skimming the surface. She wasn't ready to go any deeper right now. The young werewolf was still reeling from the shock of last night. Not of Greyback's death, that actually had her on an all-time high!
No, her family reveal was what had her attention.
Remus and Sirius had woken up earlier and using their mental link, told her they had something to tell her about her life before Sirius went to prison. What he knew of at least. Remus knew a little more and they both mentioned Bellatrix.
Something that had Neville thinking.
It did make Vivian feel beyond happy and grateful that her family, her real family, hadn't abandoned her with this piece of truth.
'There is no possible way that Narcissa contacted her. Not already. The deal wouldn't allow it' he thought as snippets of the talk with his wife played through his head.
It wasn't much, but enough to let Vivian know that there was something else going on.
Something she was going to get to the bottom of.
"Did you expect to see my wife" Lucius ventured. He then took on the thoughtful expression she wore as she looked past him. "Lupin" he tried to gain her attention again.
Vivian wasn't paying attention. 'I need to speak to you. Now' Vivian mentally sent out to all of her friends. She stormed past Lucius just as Draco entered the hall. "Lupin, wait!" Draco called going to run after her. "Father?" he asked confused as the blonde man stopped him.
Lucius watched after the girl puzzled. Something was off, he just couldn't put a name to what it was.
"Father? Have you come to visit me?" young Draco asked with innocent disbelief.
That was very…unlike Lucius. Draco half expected his mother to pull something like that but knew she wouldn't want to make a scene.
"I'm here on ministry business Draco" Lucius told him. "Take me to the common room and you may assist me" he offered.
"Alright" Draco was excited over the possibility of helping Lucius.
"Pureblood" came the obvious password allowing them into the dark green and cold dungeon like large room. Lucius looked around but really nothing had changed much since his own days at Hogwarts.
"What are you looking for father?" Draco asked as he tried to copy the man's stance. He looked as if he believed himself beyond self-important.
"I am simply checking for different…things Draco" Lucius didn't want to give Draco any details for obvious reason. "Why don't you stand here and insure I have privacy while I go about my business" he said thinking of casting the find me charm. He didn't expect to find the diary here in the Slytherin dorms, but it was a safe location to begin his search.
"Is it the same business you came for during your last inspection" Draco was dying for information.
Patience already short, Lucius snapped "That is none of your concern Draco! Just do as you're told!" before marching towards a bookcase.
Draco took a startled step back for a moment. Then, the beginning of a tantrum hit him.
However, life in Malfoy Manor had taught Draco that loud tantrums never ended well for him. Instead, he was in the habit of following his father around and secretly destroying whatever had Lucius' attention in the moment.
Of course, Draco wasn't technically planning what he was doing. It was merely a child behaving on instinct. Very bad instinct.
So, while his father was busy muttering to himself before storming out of common room, Draco followed.
He wasn't really that good at sneaking, but Lucius was beyond stressed and distracted so he didn't notice.
They found themselves coming up to the Great Hall.
"Well then you should mail her Viv" they heard Ronald Weasley. It became clear he was speaking to Vivian as Harry and Hermione along with Neville and Luna surrounded them.
"I'm sure she-" Hermione went to say when Harry suddenly interrupted.
"Mister Malfoy" Harry pretended to greet the man.
He saw Draco hiding in the shadows causing Harry to smirk. "More ministry business?" he asked with faux sweetness.
"Potter" Lucius looked at him before taking the others in.
It was noted that he didn't look at Vivian.
That was fine with her seeing as at that moment Vivian couldn't help but run through different scenarios from her past. Scenarios involving the Malfoys, or more specifically Narcissa Malfoy.
'So many things were so easy to overlook. They seemed so small compared to everything else' she thought letting the others deal with the man.
Well, that was the plan before she too caught sight of Draco.
His eyes were just on Lucius as he listened. Draco's petty thoughts became clear to Vivian who found some amusement in the little scene.
Harry was fully concentrated on Lucius, who was now in a glaring contest with Ron.
Using the blonde's distraction, both Ron and Harry entered his mind.
'What is this?' a foreign whisper entered Lucius' mind. Lucius had heard that voice before!
'But where are you?' he panicked attempting to spin around. He was terrified that the Master of Death was behind him. Ready to attack at any moment. Yet he couldn't turn. Something or someone was holding him in place.
'Do not turn away from the boy' Master told him. 'I am with one of my most trusted and the very sight of him would blind you' Harry stopped himself at smiling at the threat.
Lucius froze. He didn't know if that was true but his will to survive stopped him from testing the claim.
'May I have him Master' Ron played up his part.
His voice sounded like the wind breaking through dead leaves sending a chill up Lucius' spine.
'Not yet Acromantula' Master eased, 'Not yet'. 'Lucius' he tsked the man, 'Did I not tell you to refrain from trying to disrupt me once the task for your halfling master was completed' he scolded Lucius like a child.
'Do not think such childish things about my Master scum' Ron snapped reminding Lucius they were reading his mind.
'It won't matter any longer' Harry decided. 'Soon…the diary will be nothing but a memory' he chuckled causing Ron to join.
'What are you going to do' Lucius had to know.
'Something I should have done earlier' Harry admitted, though it was to Ron and not the other man. 'You will find out soon enough' Master assured. 'They all will' he added. 'Now, Lucius Malfoy, I suggest you find your pocket minister and make your excuses for a quick escape. You have a hard road ahead of you' came the promise.
Lucius had started to sweat.
'Then, eventually I shall deal with you' Master hinted to some unknown force coming Lucius' way. He snickered at the man's internal groan that that thought brought upon him. 'Leave now' Harry finished the order.
Draco was now watching confused.
His father was just silently staring at Weasley as everyone simply waited. As if they expected such a reaction.
Draco slowly tried to inch closer.
"Daddy's busy Draco" came the almost growl like hiss of Vivian.
Draco almost jumped out of his robe.
"What does that mean" he asked quietly as to not gain attention. "What did Weasley do to him?" he demanded. Neville now stood at Vivian's side, arms crossed over his Gryffindor vest though like Vivian, he had forgone wearing a robe.
Before Draco could snarl some cruel jab at him, Neville spoke with calm seriousness.
"You should go. We promise to send him in after" he told him.
"I will not go!" Draco snapped. 'How dare that squib tell me what to do!' he internally raged.
"Draco, do not shout-!" came the agitated voice of Severus Snape.
As he walked totally out of the Hall and took in the group before him, he froze.
The others took in the changes to the tall man. More accurately, they took in how it looked like an abraxan had kicked the shit out of him.
One of his eyes had a dark ring around it as his arm seemed to be in some sort of cast and mesh to hold the weight.
Draco wondered both what happened and why Madam Pomfrey hadn't just healed him.
The others smirked minus Lucius and Draco.
Luna's smile was the biggest.
Ron and Harry had stepped back releasing Lucius who stumbled back before a hand went to his overly sweaty pale forehead.
"Father?" Draco couldn't help rushing to the man's side.
He had never seen Lucius in such a disoriented state.
"Draco, assist your father to the breakfast table" Severus ordered causing the blonde to do just that. It wasn't too difficult seeing as Lucius was too disoriented to put up a fight as his son took his arm.
Too disoriented and looking around at any shadows in fear.
Severus looked back at Harry's group. He didn't sneer or offer a rude comment. In fact, he looked at them with cautious inquiry.
In all honesty, Severus didn't know details of what happened to him last night. He knew someone came in. Someone claiming to be a Death Knight who had caused him pain of excruciating levels.
Everything else was a bit fuzzy.
He did know that when Albus found him this morning and rushed him off to Poppy, the healer informed them that there was nothing she could do.
Severus' injuries were at of a caliber of which she had never come across.
Albus posed the idea of Severus going to St. Mongos, but the two men decided against it. No matter what Poppy argued.
Albus was worried that whoever attacked Severus would do so again once he was away from the castle. It greatly disturbed him that someone could get in and torture his friend without Albus receiving any hint of the person entering or their identity.
All he knew was that it was a Death Knight.
Still, once Severus came upon Potter and his mates, especially the Lovegood chit, Severus suddenly was filled with apprehension.
He didn't know why, but Severus trusted his instincts.
"All of you get to breakfast" he said waiting for the group to march past him.
He didn't want them behind him where he couldn't see them.
As Severus tried to dissect his feelings, he followed behind the group. In front of him was Lucius who Draco helped to the snake's table.
Potter led his gang to their table. Severus went to pass before the owl delivery system arrived. As a Daily Prophet dropped onto the table, the headline caught Severus' eyes.
From the noises around the Hall and teacher's table, he wasn't the only one.
'Feared Werewolf Greyback Left for Dead with Another Death Knight Message!'
Under the headline was a gruesome picture of who was definitely Fenrir Greyback.
Or at least of what had been Greyback.
He had holes in his body along with words carved into his flesh. Words that none of the precent company could understand. Fenrir's face was a blank mask of shock as his lifeless eyes were forever frozen on the invisible image of whoever had taken his life.
A disturbing sight being the mild description.
Above him was an enchanted message that aurors had apparently been unable to move.
The body also resisted any actions to take it down or cover it.
'The Stain on the Werewolf People has Finally Been Cleansed! Equal Rights for All! A Present Gifted by Your Gracious Master of Death and his Loyal Legion, the Death Knights' was the surprising message.
Lucius took in the image as an odd satisfaction settled in his stomach.
He was glad the dog was dead.
Though, this meant that his fears were right. The Death Knights had presented a powerful message. And the perfect sacrifice to drive it home.
He looked up locking eyes with Severus. Slowly, Lucius turned to Vivian. Severus followed his gaze.
She was sitting between Harry and Ron. The two were going about business as if one of Britain's most feared hadn't just been murdered by this new party.
Hermione was avidly reading the paper with Luna. There was only fascination expressed on their faces. Neville joined the two boys in making sure the three girls had a proper breakfast.
Vivian put her paper down with a calm air. Looking up, she saw the two adult men's eyes on her.
She smiled.
A/N: What do you guys think? I was going to make this big fight scene with Greyback and then I was like 'No! You don't deserve it you coward!'. So, yeah. I have plans for the diary and all that. I'm sure you already guessed as much. What do you think about Vivian's parentage? I do mention some instances, via memories, about Narcissa and all that. I'm pretty sure Bellatrix was caught fairly quickly, but for the sake of the story, let's pretend it took a little while. Coming up; the diary and chamber (and possible drama with that. Hmm. Hmmm!?), Griphook, Sirius' legal stuff and much more! Feel free to review, ask, or suggest. I always love hearing from you guys. Especially during these crazy times. Thank you again for all the love and support! Until next time, have a great day and stay safe!