Harry Potter and the Betrayal of the Phoenix
Summer of Changes
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Chapter 6:
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The morning of the first of August dawned bright and clear;
the sunlight streaming through the bedroom window woke Harry and Hermione, who
stretched, looked at each other, and grinned as they remembered the previous
evening.
“Let’s get cleaned up; Neville will be here later this
morning, and we still need to straighten up in here.”
“Okay, Harry, just give me a minute; I’m still a little sore
from last night. But, damn; that was
fun! I don’t think I would enjoy the
Dom/sub stuff too often, but, having another girl definitely made the night even
better.”
“I have to agree; it was fun; and, if you want to bring
another girl in once in a while, I’m good with that.”
“How about two girls?” Hermione asked with a grin.
definite interest in seeing what I’m always grinning about.
way!”
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August 2nd,
the Burrow
Harry woke up, hearing Neville moaning in his sleep, calling
out for his parents. Understanding a little of what his friend was going
through, Harry didn’t hesitate, but used Legilimency to slip into Neville’s
dream.
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Neville’s Nightmare
Looking around, Harry found himself in what was once a
comfortable home. It wasn’t comfortable
now, there were signs of spell damage and shattered furniture all over the
room. The surroundings ceased to
register when he saw Neville cowering as the Cruciatus Curse hit him over and
over. He was screaming in pain, but,
Harry was pleased to see, still trying to fight against it.
the floor behind him; they could only be Frank and Alice Longbottom, the family
resemblance was striking. Unfortunately,
he could see from his vantage point that the Longbottoms were well past being
helped, they were staring, glassy eyed and drooling at the ceiling, not even being
aware of the sacrifice their son was making to protect them.
Seeing enough, Harry acted; “
You are aware that this is only a nightmare, aren’t you?
here casting at you. She’s sitting in a
cell in Azkaban right now, probably next to the cell that Peter is rotting in.”
Neville looked up, confusion on his face, as the spell
faltered against him.
“Harry? What are you doing here?”
“I heard you cry out, and having experienced enough
nightmares in my day, decided to help you out.
The first thing you have to realize,
is that you have the power here, reach out and take her wand!
don’t want her to do! Try it, you’ll
see!”
Realization flooded Neville’s face, and he reached for
Bellatrix’s wand, and pulled it from her unresisting fingers.
away, and pulled his own wand.
Grinning, he looks at Harry and says, “Thanks Harry, that’s
another thing I owe you for, now, do you want to hang around? I’m gonna make
her hurt for what she did to me!”
“Nah, I need to get some more sleep, I’ll talk to you in the
morning.”
As Harry faded away, he heard Neville casting a flame curse
at her.
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The Next Morning
Neville was pensive as he sat down to breakfast.
“A little, but I really need to find out why she did it;
what the hell did she hope to accomplish by torturing us?
into our house and did what they did!”
Neville’s voice was cracking as tears rolled down his face.
Neville and put their arms around him.
Hermione looked up at Harry over Neville’s shaking shoulders
and raised her eyebrows in a question. Harry leaned over and said, “Tell you
later.”
Turning his attention back to Neville, Harry rubbed his back
and talked soothingly to him.
All the while, Harry was thinking.
my friend! It’s time you are blooded,
and it will be a lot easier if it were somebody you already hate,’ he mused, as
he turned back to his breakfast.
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A little later that afternoon, as Neville and Katie, Ron and
Susan, and Ginny and Luna were swimming in the lake, Harry sat Hermione down in
the shadow of a tree and Harry told her about Neville’s nightmare, and how he
helped him.
“Okay, but what are you planning to do about it?”
“Oh, come on Harry! I know you too well, you are planning
something! I’m willing to help,
especially since Bellatrix is certainly not an innocent!”
Taking a deep breath, she continued; “Look, I know that your
family isn’t exactly what you portray to outsiders, but I’ve seen the way you
act at school, and how you are here.
It’s like there’s a mask you and Ron and the others wear at school, and
it drops a little when you are here. I
decided early in our first year that I was going to stand by you, no matter
what, and I’m not going to change my mind.”
Harry looked at her seriously, but was jubilant inside;
‘This is working better than I expected, the darkness inside her was greater
than I guessed.’
“I realize that you are very protective of those you
consider family, like me and Neville, and even Luna, and you are willing to do
what some people would consider horrible things to protect us.”
She reached out and grabbed his hand, “I understand
completely, because I feel the same way.
I didn’t have any friends before I got to Hogwarts, you and Neville were
my first friends, and I’ll do whatever I have to do to help and protect you!”
She chuckled, “I told Professor McGonagall before first year
that I would try things Dr King’s way at first, but I think it’s time to follow
Malcolm X’s example. Nothing I’ve seen
convinces me that society will be willing to change without it being forced.”
Gripping her wand, she said, “Harry, I pledge on my magic,
that as long as our goals are the same, I will support you in any and every way
possible!”
The glow from the oath surrounded the two of them, and it
was bright enough to draw the attention of the others out on the lake.
standing, he took Hermione’s hand and led her back toward to the Burrow.
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Lying on the wooden raft, Susan, Ron, Neville, and Katie
watched the two of them leave, hand in hand.
Susan turned to the others and asked; “So, what do you guys think, are
they or aren’t they?”
Katie and Neville didn’t even get to open their mouths
before Ron laughed, and said, “They definitely are!
shortly after they came back from celebrating Harry’s birthday; the two of them
got really worked up, and I guess they forgot the silencing charms in Harry’s
room. I heard her begging Harry to
bugger her again! From the sounds of it,
he must have done a good job of it too!”
Susan looked at him, her eyes narrowed speculatively, and
said; “Hey, that’s something we haven’t gotten to yet!
Ron grinned in anticipation as she reached down and squeezed
his cock as she spoke.
Katie leaned forward and said, “You’ll love it, Suze!
otherwise, it feels like a log up is being shoved up there, and, can I just
say, ‘Ouch!’?” She and Neville laughed,
and Katie said; “But, it worked out okay; Hermione loaned me her book, and we
got it all figured out for the next time.”
“Book? What book?” Susan asked, interested.
“It’s one of the ones that her mother sent her, it’s called
“The Joy of Sex” and it’s got lots of good ideas.
Hermione loan it to Ginny and Luna, it looks like Helga’s Gift hit them hard!”
The others looked back and saw Luna and Ginny kissing, and
Ginny had one of her hands inside Luna’s top.
Ron grinned, “Not surprising, they’ve been close since the
cradle. I’ll let my folks know, if they
don’t know about it already; so that can answer any questions.”
With that, he jumped back into the water, splashing the
others, who quickly joined in, and the fun started again.
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Harry leaned back on the couch, wiping tears of laughter
from his eyes, as Remus and Sirius howled with laughter, describing a prank
they had pulled on the Slytherins during their 2nd year.
Remus said, when he could breathe again; “Wait! Padfoot,
tell him about the time Snivilus was found with a goat in his bed, and he was
wearing McGonagall’s knickers!”
Harry’s jaw dropped, and Sirius smirked, but before he could
speak, he was interrupted when Narcissa walked into the room, carrying a
newspaper in her hands. “Sirius? I’m
sorry to interrupt; but this is something I think you need to see.”
Sirius took the paper, looked at the headline and shut his
eyes, briefly, before wiping his hands across them, murmuring, “Goodbye Peter”
as he set the paper down.
Remus and Harry both crowded around him, and could see the
headline:
Peter Pettigrew, Death Eater,
Dies in Azkaban Prison!
Harry sat quietly as Sirius and Remus wept for their lost
brother. Although he was quiet, Harry’s mind
was racing since he had seen in the last line of the article that there would
be a burial on the island the next afternoon. ‘I need to be there; otherwise I
won’t have enough knowledge to make a proper portkey! And, this gives me the perfect
opportunity. Now, how do I convince
them? Ah! That will work!’
Looking up at Sirius, Harry said; “I know this will sound
weird, but I think I need to go to the burial.
I just need to see for myself that the monster who betrayed my parents
is really dead. Will one of you go with
me?”
Sirius paled, and shook his head, “I’m sorry Harry, but I
can’t. I’m never going back to that
place, even for a brief visit! I still
have nightmares about my time there!”
Harry nodded in understanding; ‘Well, he reacted the way I
expected. Now, if Remus doesn’t let me
down….’
The werewolf looked at Harry sadly; “I’ll be honest, Harry,
I’d prefer never to have to set foot on that island again; but, you are
right. I think you need to see Peter
with your own eyes, and, as long as Arthur says its okay, I’ll take you to the
island.”
‘Nice to know I can predict their reactions’, Harry thought,
‘that will come in handy if we are ever at odds.’
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From the Diary of
Narcissa Black
The Daily Prophet
announced Pettigrew’s death today; and I was the one to bring Sirius and Remus
the news. They reacted about the way I
expected, but young Harry’s reaction was interesting.
Slytherin tendencies. He said the proper
things, and even sounded sincere, but if you looked at his eyes, he was
obviously thinking. It’s amusing, in a
way, to see how blind Sirius and Remus are; they are so grateful to Harry for
getting Sirius out of prison, that they accept his explanations and excuses at
face value, when looking at it from a distance, it’s obvious that he is
scheming.
The thing that
concerns me; will his scheming hurt the Family?
I need more information; and, although I’m loathe to do it; a few drops
in his Butterbeer will make him open up to me before he knows what he is doing.
or otherwise, I’ll act. But, if they
aren’t harmful to us; I would be willing to help him out.
have enough information to know what he is after, just yet, I still think it
would be useful to befriend the young man.
I think he could use an introduction to Machiavelli, but I would need
additional time with him to help him understand the lessons he taught.
Of course, this is
assuming that I can support him in his schemes.
I’ll talk to Harry
tomorrow after he gets back from the prison.
N.B.
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The Next Afternoon
Harry was quiet on the boat ride back, as was Remus, each
lost in their own thoughts, Remus remembering his friend, who had gone so badly
wrong; and Harry, going over all the details of the island in his mind, making
sure he had them memorized.
When they arrived at 12 Grimmauld, Remus walked off to find
Sirius; while Narcissa invited Harry to sit and have a glass of
Butterbeer. Harry was curious, because
he had never really had any contact with Narcissa, but he was thirsty and
Butterbeer always went down well. He
took a drink and watched as Narcissa moved gracefully around the room toward
her own seat. The curiosity turned to
concern and alertness when he noticed her silently casting spells on the
sitting room door. He was reaching for
his wand, when she sat down and smiled; “Relax Harry, I’m not going to harm
you; I just wanted to have a private chat with you.
teach you how to get along in ‘Polite’ Society; and, honestly, it’s not
something that you would get at home.
I’m sure that Molly and Arthur are very nice people and good parents,
but they don’t have the background to teach you the nuances of social
interaction. The other Weasleys won’t
need the education, but, you, as the famous “Boy Who Lived”, will be expected
to maneuver your way through many situations, not just ones where you can claim
molestation and have an angry mob do your work for you.”
Harry blinked, and then surprised himself by chuckling,
“Caught that did you? Congratulations,
you are more observant than 98 percent of the people I know, including Albus
Dumbledore. Of course, you were
Slytherin; you know the value in observation better than most.
saw, and honestly, I’m too tired to play polite games with you.
from there, okay?”
“Fair enough, but these ‘polite games’ as you call it, will
be very useful in a few years. I don’t
know exactly what you’re after, but if it’s any sort of power, being able to
work among the Purebloods will be imperative.
I can teach you how to speak to them, get their support, and more
importantly, their protection behind you.
I’m assuming you are smart enough to learn from the mistakes Voldemort
made the last time, correct?”
Harry smiled, “Not that I’m agreeing or disagreeing with
anything you have said, I’m impressed that you can call Voldemort by name, not
many can. But, just for grins and
giggles, why don’t you tell me what mistakes Tom made the last time, in your
opinion anyway.” With that, he sat back
and took another sip of his drink.
“Well, the big mistake he made, he announced himself with
that silly Dark Mark over his victims’ homes, and actually, the whole
Mass-Murder thing really isn’t a bright idea.
The Reign of Terror has never been successful, either in our world, or
in the Muggle one. Also, he bought into
the Pureblood Supremacy line and ignored a lot of things that the Muggle world
can offer. Any witch or wizard who
desires power, whether in public or behind the scenes, needs to make sure he or
she doesn’t ignore anybody; you never can tell where a useful idea may come
from.”
“I can agree with that;” Harry said.
girlfriend, and she is Muggleborn.”
Narcissa nodded, “Sirius told me that she was instrumental
in helping you free him. So I owe you my
thanks, since your freeing Sirius granted me my own freedom.
you, it’s obvious that you have long term plans; what are they?”
“Simply put; to turn the Wizarding World upside down and
inside out! The Pureblood Supremacy
idiocy has got to be stopped. I also
intend to destroy Voldemort before he has a chance to come back.
Minister of Magic. Oh, and, just to keep
myself busy; I plan to prevent any future Dark Lords or Ladies from making a
nuisance of themselves.” He paused; as
what he had been saying filtered into his mind; a shocked look crossed his
face, as if he couldn’t believe what he had just said.
“What the Hell did you feed me?
have told you anything like I have been!”
“There are lots of potions to lower resistance and compel
truthful answers, and I was a top student in Professor Slughorns Potions Class,
second only to Severus himself. I do
apologize for feeding it to you, but time is limited, and I needed to be sure
that you were not planning to harm the Black Family.
understanding. I swear on my magic that
I will not use such a potion on you again without your permission.
be used by another, the information you have provided me, without your express
permission.” Her wand glowed and Harry
nodded.
“I am not happy about this, Narcissa, but I can understand
your reasoning. I appreciate the desire to protect your family; I would do
anything for mine. Understand this
though, if you ever cross me again, you’ll find that there are curses that
aren’t unforgivable that can cause you just as much pain.
her, “Alright then, getting back to your original reason for talking with me, I
agree that knowing the ins and outs of the so-called “Polite Society” would be
an invaluable asset. I’m willing to meet
with you on a weekly basis for your offered tutoring.
to visit the school on a Sunday afternoon; if not, well, there are ways around
that. By the way, I will be bringing my
girlfriend along; this is not up for negotiation.
swim with the pureblood sharks and thrive just as much as me.”
“Sensible. Now,
before you go back home, I have something you need to read.
centuries ago, and it is the best guide for scheming and holding loyalty that
has ever been written.”
Reaching into a pocket of her robes, she pulled out a copy
of “The Prince” by Machiavelli and handed it to him.
“Well, I think we have spent enough time on a first session,
I’m going to remove the charms before your godfather or Remus gets suspicious.”
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From the Diary of
Narcissa Black
I had a most
enlightening conversation with Harry this afternoon.
the future. I’m very pleased his plans
are not damaging to the Family. I’ve
offered, and he agreed, to weekly meetings so I can teach him about the nuances
of pureblood society. I just need to
make arrangements with Sirius to get access to Hogwarts on a weekly basis.
Sirius? I can tell Arthur the truth, he
hides it well, but he’s as devious as any Slytherin I’ve ever met.
trusting, just like the old fool of a Headmaster.
But that’s enough time
wasted on things that can’t be changed.
Sirius if I am going to aid young Harry.
It’s times like this that I’m glad the magical oath I had to swear was
so limited. I have no problem
renunciating Lucius’ nonsense, but it doesn’t stop me from having
ambitions. Hmmm; an idea; Sirius
wanted me to run his household. That
knowledge; as well as knowing how to move in Pureblood Society are very
important skills for any young wizard.
There is no way Sirius could object to my taking his godson under my
wing.
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The Burrow, Later
that Evening; Arthur’s Workshop
“Alright Harry; I think it’s time we talked about your
plans. There was no real reason for you
to go to Azkaban today, and it’s obvious to me that you have a reason for going
there but one that you didn’t tell Sirius or Remus.
but if your plans will bring unwanted attention to us, we need to be able to
protect ourselves.”
“You’re right; I did have a reason for going to
Azkaban. I need your help in forming a
portkey that will take me there, and let me bring someone back with me.”
“Okay, that is an answer that doesn’t tell me anything.
not really in the mood for playing games right now.
need.”
“You spoil my fun!” Harry mock pouted, “I was just
practicing something that was in the book that Narcissa gave me.”
“And why would Narcissa give you a book?”
“Well, she noticed something yesterday, and we had a nice
long talk today. It was a pleasure to
converse with an actual Slytherin for a change, and not one of the Hufflepuffs
in a bad mood that seem to fill the house currently.
swore a magical oath to me. So, I’ll be
spending a few hours a week with her, ‘officially’ so she can tutor me in
polite manners. Unofficially, she will
be working with Hermione and I on who’s who in Wizarding Society, and what
leverage can be gained on them.
“Didn’t we discuss maintaining your cover just a few weeks
ago, Harry? I’d hate to think that you
had forgotten already.” The tone of
quiet menace was unmistakable, and Harry quickly continued.
“No, I haven’t forgotten, but she slipped some sort of
subtle potion into the Butterbeer I drank, and before I realized it, she had
cast silencing charms on the walls and door, and started laying out what she
had noticed. All I did was confirm some
of her observations. But she wasn’t even
aware of some of my more, shall we say, unpleasant doings; just the harmless
stuff like what happened to Lockhart. I
also had to give her a general idea of my goals; she forced the issue because
she was concerned that whatever I was going to do, that it not harm the Black
Family. I did not discuss anything about
our Family, so our secrets are safe. It
was after she determined that I was not going to cause any grief to the Black name,
she swore her oath and volunteered to help me.”
“Damn it! I knew we
should have taught you those detection charms, especially since that’s the same
way you got Snape in your first year! I
can’t change the past, but from now on; I want you to be on your guard when
anybody outside our family gives you something to eat or drink!
and I never want to hear of you falling victim to something that simplistic
again. Do you understand?
Now, tell me what you are planning.”
It wasn’t a request.
“I’m planning to take Bellatrix LeStrange from Azkaban, and
keep her prisoner. This is the catalyst
to bring Neville completely to my side.
He is almost all the way there, but something like this will ensure his
loyalty; and that is only a small part of my over all plan.
long term; I’m thinking at least 15 years before they are completed.
are fanatically loyal to me, in all years and all houses, and after graduation,
will maneuver them into positions of influence, both in the Ministry and
Wizengamot; as well as in Gringotts and the Daily Prophet and Quibbler, plus
various other positions. When the time
comes, they will be slowly moved into the top positions, most probably over a 2
year period. Well, except for Gringotts,
the Goblins wouldn’t accept a non-goblin in charge, and it’s a fight not really
worth the trouble.”
“Agreed; and when you start putting your people together,
let me know. There are several people
who I can introduce you to through the club, not just purebloods; there are those
in the muggle government who are aware of the Magical World, and they can be
useful to you as well. Now, what about
after you have this control? What
then?” Arthur prodded.
“Then, I’m going to break the back of the pureblood bigots,
and dedicate my life to preventing another Voldemort or Grindenwald from
arising. I’ll admit it, I’m interested
in achieving power, but as I told Hermione, power is a means to achieving a
goal, not a goal in itself. The goal is
nothing less than the restructuring of Wizarding Society.”
“You are ambitious, I’ll give you that.
“You and Molly will be given places of honor among my
advisers, and I’m planning on having Ron standing at my right hand, with
Neville at my left. By this time, Susan
will be ready to take over the DMLE; I’m planning on getting Amelia to retire
in Susan’s favor. This will bring the
Aurors, and more importantly, the Unspeakables, under my control.”
“And where is Hermione in all this?
what Molly does, would she?”
“Hell no!” Harry laughed, “Hermione will be right beside me,
that is when she isn’t in her office as Minister of Magic.”
“And the Malfoys?
Lucius and Draco certainly won’t be willing to go along with whatever
you have in mind.”
“Well, I’ll admit I’m not too worried about either of them.
busy being dead by this point. Lucius
will die the night that I take Bella, and, as for Draco, well, it’s
unfortunate, but I seriously doubt that he will see the upcoming spring season.
honestly, he’s too stupid to learn from his mistakes.
that will be the end of him.
At Arthur’s raised eyebrow, Harry said; “You know it’s
inevitable that she take a life, and, if the first one is a piece of bigoted
slime like Malfoy, the step will be easier to take.”
“I realize that Hermione will need to be able to kill, but
I’m curious as to the fact that you seem to be planning on a potentially
dangerous confrontation between her and Malfoy...”
“Not necessarily planning on it, but the little wanker has
been an annoyance since first year, and I expect him to try something.
I’m prepared when the time comes. And
that Hermione is the one to walk away.”
“And how do you think that Hermione will react to her first
kill?” Arthur asked, then smirked, “If it’s anything like the way Molly did,
you better have some Stamina Potion available, she really tried to wear me
out!”
“Ugh! I didn’t need to know that, thanks!” Harry grimaced,
“And, I don’t see her having any problem with killing the little turd.
encouraging the darkness inside her since early on in our first year.
was then. She started to change when she
went along with my killing Snape, and her morals are definitely changing.
boyfriend to bugger her, just so he did everything with her first?
doesn’t care what anybody else may think, except for me.
book you gave me for my birthday before first year.”
“And, now who is giving out too much information?” Arthur
grinned. “Okay, I can see you’ve planned
this out. Tomorrow, we can go get the
supplies you’ll need for your Azkaban expedition when I get home from work.”
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Goyle Manor
I really think that
the puppet is outliving his usefulness.
It’s becoming more trouble than it’s worth to keep him from getting
killed, or at least, thrown into Azkaban.
I was summoned to his home this afternoon, and had to watch as he amused
himself by casting curses at his only House-elf, Dobby I think he said its name
was. Then we went to Diagon Alley to
purchase our school supplies. Of course,
I had to listen to his whines about how he didn’t have the money to buy the
things he really deserved, since Potter and Granger had caused him so much
trouble. He is getting dangerously
unstable on the subject of the two of them, and it’s only a matter of time
before one of them kills him.
The only problem with
that happening is what the hell would I do with Crabbe?
directions, but he could still be useful, just have to figure something out.
Knockturn Alley, to pick up a few things that aren’t readily available in the
rest of the Alley, and he saw Potter, Granger and the rest of their group.
trouble, I would have been amused at the way the Weasley girl and Lovegood couldn’t
keep their hands off each other. Gotta
love Helga’s gift!
I happened to turn
back to the puppet in time to see him pulling his wand and start to curse them,
which would have done nothing but cause problems, so I had a clumsy moment, and
knocked his wand down so the spell went into the dirt.
had happened.
One thing has definitely
changed between Potter and Granger; it was obvious that they were a lot closer
than they had been before the school term ended.
Granger instead of toward Potter. The
same result will be reached, but Potter would probably react better to finding
two girls in bed than Granger would at finding Potter in bed with Parkinson.
You know, talking
about this stuff is giving me an itch to scratch, I think a trip back to
Knockturn wouldn’t be out of order.
More Later
G.G.
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August 30th;
Azkaban Prison
Bellatrix LeStrange was shivering in her cell, the filthy
rags just barely covering her, once beautiful body.
gnawing at her tenuous grip on sanity.
She had no idea how long she had been there, time didn’t matter when
everything was pain. She sometimes
heard a voice that wasn’t hers screaming in the night, and it sounded vaguely
familiar, but then the Dementors came back, and it went away.
She looked up when the sound of walking feet stopped outside
her cell. It took a second for what she
was seeing to fight its way through the clouds in her mind.
wide. James Potter was standing there,
and she had seen him die!
“Am I? It’s possible,
but, you will be too, if you stay here much longer.
but you need to move!”
“Rodolphus?”
“Your Husband will be meeting you later, he has separate mission”
As the figure walked away, she pulled herself to her feet,
and looked around, seeing if anything survived her time there.
cry out, and suddenly stop; before the fog lifted and she blinked, wondering
where she was, and what had happened.
She was lost in thought, and didn’t even hear the second
scream, but did hear the footsteps coming back to her door.
man gasp; “What the hell?”
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Daily
Prophet: September 1st
Edition
Death and Escape on
Bellatrix LeStrange Escapes, Her Husband Rodolphus LeStrange, and Lucius
Malfoy Dead in their cells. Aurors
searching the countryside! Dementors
Tracking Death Eaters Aura!
Continued in Chapter 7 – Third Year