Life Begins Anew

Chapter 40 Dance, Fete and Reward Part II


Hades watched Sara as she began to get ready for the Fete. She stood in front full length mirror, looking at her unglammoured body. She looked over the angry pink healing scars from where her brother had stabbed her, sighing.

“I do not regret any of it!” She growled out.

Hades called out “Mistress the time!” Words bringing her out of whatever inner thoughts she was thinking of.

“Thanks Hades!” She absently replied as she glamoured her naked body and went to one of the wardrobes holding dresses for special occasions. She decided on a jet black evening gown with a slit going up the left leg. She placed a diamond necklace on and looked at it. It was simple but still let everyone know that she was a lady. It sparkled like ice against her neck. She charmed her black hair into long loose curls, allowing it to flow to her shoulders. She put on her make- up, the dark variations of black and silver highlighting her obsidian eyes.

She turned to Hades. “Well bird! Am I acceptably dressed for tonight?” She asked him.

“Mistress you are darkly alluring and look like there would be darkness and danger lurking just under your dress.” Hades replied.

“Perfect just what I was going for!” She huskily replied. “Your perch is in the corner of the room where our dinner is to be served. I would appreciate it if you would attend?” She asked coldly. She knew better to command Hades. After all, he was much like his owner. She chuckled to herself as she remembered his revenge against the Headmaster. He kept leaving dead rotting animals on his desk every day until the old man apologized for him calling him familiar and treating him like dirt.

Hades changed into the black raven with blood red eyes and flew out of her chambers.

Sara walked down and entered the Social Chambers and called for her House Elves.

Sassy appeared along with the 29 others that had previously been hiding.

“House Elves of the House of Prince! Thank you for your dedication in staying when I sent you away. This fete is important to me and I hope you give the utmost respect to our guest. You will obey them as you would me for this night only. I will warn you that they are dangerous wizards and witches. Listen to your Head Elf Sassy.”

Squeaks of assurances sounded from the elves.

“Very well then! Go and attend duties until you are called.” The elves disappeared with a plop.

Sara stood and waited for the arrival of her Dark Lord.


Back at Hogwarts, Hermione had changed out of her dress back into her school robes and was doing evening patrol with Professor Flitwick.

She liked the professor. He was witty and charming and was telling her of all the past couples he had caught in his long years at the school.

He suddenly stopped and sounded the silencing charm. “Miss. Granger, this alcove is very popular for students to meet up in. It is in one of the most remote places in the castle and it is always one that students love to go to.”

Hermione suddenly realized this was the very spot that she caught Ronald and Lavander.

Professor Flitwick looked to her. “Go ahead Miss. Granger! Pull the tapestry back and let’s see who we will find!”

Inside the alcove Harry pushed his cock deeply into Ginny, murmuring in her ear the love and lust that he felt for her. He thanked the Gods that he decided not to wait. He could not get enough of her as he leaned into her stroking her deeply as she moaned his name out.

Hermione reluctantly pulled back the tapestry, revealing Harry and Ginny doing more than snogging. The couple quickly broke apart as the noticed the professor and Head Girl looking back at them.

“Mr. Potter! Miss. Weasly!” Professor Flitwick shouted out in surprise. “Get your clothes on now! I must admit I am surprised!”

Both of the students looked to him guiltily as Harry pulled up his pants and helped Ginny back into her skirt.

“Write the letter Professor Flitwick! I am familiar in what I have to do.” Hermione tonelessly replied.

“Ah yes, I suppose you are.” Muttered Professor Flitwick.

“Mr. Potter, I am most disappointed in you!” Professor Flitwick told him shaking his head as he wrote the required letter to Madame Pomphrey.

Hermione took the letter and began to escort Harry and Ginny towards the Infirmary.

“Harry, Ginny, it is not going to be pleasant!” She hissed as she walked with them. “Ginny’s parents will be called and I hope they are not too angry! Didn’t Ronald tell you what happened when he was caught?”

Harry shook his head miserably. “It’s going to be bad Hermione?” He quietly asked holding Ginny’s hand tightly.

“I imagine it will be Harry. After all Ronald did not tell you and I know he tells you everything.” She looked to Harry and Ginny sadly. “At least you were caught by Professor Flitwick and me. The rest of the school should not find out unless one of you says something.”

Soon they found themselves at the Infirmary. The medi nurse looked at the note and dismissed the Head Girl.

Hermione looked back to them as she left and hoped all would be well.


Back at Prince Manor Lord Voldemort apparated into the Social Chamber. He looked over the room as Sara curtsied to him hoping that the Dark Lord would understand that the dress she was wearing could not accommodate her normal groveling.

She shivered slightly as his red eyes looked deeply into hers. He found the memories that she altered before arriving to the Manor. He chuckled coldly as he viewed the conversation between her and her brother after she found out she was hosting a fete with less than nine hours notice.

“Such colorful language Lady Prince! And such anger towards me!” The Dark Lord stated.

“My Lord! I assure you my anger was not directed at you, but of the task!” She hurriedly told her Lord. Sara braced herself for punishment.

“Walk with me Sister!” He coldly commanded her.

“Your Will as always My lord!” She reverently replied as they began to walk.

“I would have been disappointed in you if you had not expressed some anger Sister. After all I know Lady Malfoy spends a week preparing for this day. I hear that she was most disappointed in the last minute change in plans.”

They stopped at the throne like chair that was obviously meant for him, running a long finger down the chair watching the snake arms writhe at his touch.

“You have done well Lady Prince.” The Dark Lord stated as he pressed his wand to his Mark.

Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape arrived and immediately bowed and kissed the hem of their Lord.

“Rise faithful ones!” The Dark Lord commanded.

Both wizards rose and turned to Sara and bowed. “Lady Prince.”

“Lord Malfoy, Severus Snape.” She replied back, curtseying.

Lucius looked over Sara. “I must say that you look very alluring Lady Prince.”

Lord Voldemort noticed the dress of his spy.

“Severus, I find your dress this year suits you. I am sure it is because of your recent change in status?” The Dark Lord asked.

“Yes My Lord! I understand what is required of me and would not intentionally snub my sister while inside our House.” He drily replied.

“Lucius, wait with our Sister until the rest of the Inner Circle arrives. I need to speak with Severus.”

Lucius and Sara exited the room to wait for the arrival of guest at the Great Hall.

Lucius was giving her instruction on how to greet the arriving guest. “You are not required to speak Sara as they are not familied. Merely a curtsey is enough for protocol. It is good that you have a bar set up as the Dark Lord will let us know when he is ready with a slight burning of our Mark.”

He walked over to the bar and brought back two tumblers of firewhiskey and handed one to her. He sipped at his. “The purpose of the festivities is reflections on our past accomplishments and talk of the future. It is the only time that the Inner Circle gathers outside of our required activities. You should feel honored Lady Prince as very few of the Outer Circle get to observe it.”

“A fact that I am aware of Lord Malfoy. Why me?” She asked of him.

She could tell that she made him uncomfortable with the question. Obviously he did not know why the Dark Lord decided upon a change.

“Sara it is because you are the only Death Eater titled besides me. I am sure the Dark Lord was curious about you.” He coldly replied.

He went to a table and sat down with his drink as she began to greet her guest.

The LeStranges was the last to arrive. Neither bowed our curtsied as protocol required. Obviously they thought they were above giving respect like that to one of the Outer Circle, even if titled. Bellatrix looked to her anger and jealousy apparent. Sara merely pointed to the bar.

Sara politely mingled with her guest, but she was definitely the outsider as they politely responded back in greeting and then not saying anything clearly indicating a dismissal.

She walked over to Bellatrix. She definitely needed to get on the good side with her. “Sister may I have a word with you?” She asked. Everyone looked to the only witches present. “Of course Sister.” Bellatrix replied knowing everyone had heard Sara’s request.

The wizards watched as the witches walked to the furthest corner in the room and began to talk. Sara explained what she had planned. “You would allow this honor to me? Even in your own House?!” Bellatrix exclaimed. Sara nodded waiting for the witch’s reply.

Bellatrix looked to Sara. Obviously the witch was not trying to further herself in the Dark Lord’s favor. She readily accepted Sara’s offer. Bellatrix motioned that Sara should join her at her table as she walked back.

Soon everyone felt the slight burning of their Mark. The Inner Circle fell behind Sara as she led them to the Social Chamber and opened the doors. They approached the table where their Dark Lord was sitting with Severus at his left hand side. The wizards immediately bowed deeply as the witches curtsied.

Lord Voldemort indicated that they should join him at the table. Sara took the seat next to the Dark Lord’s right.

The Dark Lord stood up. “My Knights of Walpurgis! Once again it is Samhain and we feast together to toast our past accomplishments and look to the future! And it is close to fruitation! Let us enjoy the feast that Sister Sara has prepared for us!” He sat down as Sara picked up the silver hand bell and tinkled it.

House elves looking smart in towels bearing the crest of the House of Prince appeared bearing platters of food. They placed them upon the table and immediately disappeared as other elves arrived holding bottles of expensive red and white elven wine ready to pour based on the meats selected by the guest.

Lucius leaned over to her as he was sitting next to her. “The food is excellent My Lady! You have done well!”

She said nothing as the table was cleared by her elves.

“My Knights! Brother Severus told me earlier today of a remarkable occurrence. It seems that Hogwarts castle shares an affinity with our Sister and I wish to test it!”

The Dark Lord looked to her as the rest of the table sounded their curiosity.

“Sara, you will go to the castle and fetch me the Sorting Hat. You will take Brother Lucius along as he is one of two that can be at the castle without overly disturbing the castle.”

“As you command My Lord!” Sara walked out to the middle of the room and waited for Lucius to join her.

Lucius joined her and they immediately apparated out of the Social Hall with a loud crack.

They appeared at the gates of Hogwarts as Sara placed a hand upon the gates, telling it of what she required. She felt the castle’s acceptance of her request.

She wrapped her arms around Lucius and looked up to him, waiting for permission. He nodded and they apparated with a crack.

Suddenly Lucius found himself in the Headmaster’s Office. Unbelievable! Even when he was here on school business he always had to wait at the gates for that disgusting squib Filch to escort him.

He watched as Sara took the Sorting Hat from the shelf behind the Headmaster’s desk

Sara looked to him placing a finger upon her lips and then pointing to the sleeping portraits. He nodded his understanding as he followed her through the door and down the stairs. The Gargoyle had no comment leading him to believe that the castle truly did listen to the witch.

Sara once again wrapped her arms around him and looked up for permission. He nodded and Sara turned her heel, apparating them back to the Dark Lord.

The group looked up as they noticed the arrival of Lucius and Sara as the immediately bowed their head waiting to be addressed.

“Rise and approach!” Commanded Lord Voldemort .

Sara remained quiet holding the Sorting Hat. “My Lord! I would have never believed it. Even I, with my status have to be escorted around the castle.”

Lord Voldemort gestured to Sara for the hat. He spoke it as she handed it to her Lord.

“Well Hat! It looks like you were wrong in those words you told me long ago!” The Dark Lord chuckled.

“I still stand by the words Mr. Riddle! If you are looking at me to agree I was wrong, then you need a Seeing Hat and not a Sorting Hat!” The hat sounded out.

The Dark Lord tossed the hat back to Sara. “Take it back and quickly return!”

Sara immediately apparated away to the Headmaster’s office.

She noticed the Headmaster sitting behind his desk looking up at her arrival. “The castle warned you before Headmaster?”

“Yes Sara. I am glad that it was Lucius or the castle might have been more concerned.”

She placed the Sorting Hat back on the shelf. “It was the Dark Lord’s idea. Apparently he has a great understanding about it. You should be worried.”

He looked to her. “I hope all will be well tonight with you Sara. I admit Severus is worried and that is unusual for him to be so.”

“I will keep your words to mind Headmaster.” She replied as she apparated away back to Prince Manor.

AN Next is the end of the Fete. And also what happens with Ginny and Harry.