Twilight of the Gods
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Secret alliance
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Malfoys, Tzernobog and Loki left Severus’ s room.
~~”I’ll try that Lupin. Be calm, it’s a long way to Scotland.”~~
Severus silently prayed for Lupin to cooperate. Bellatrix seemed very exhausted and she leaned to Severus and put her head on his shoulder, she reminded him with this gesture of good old times. Lestat closed his eyes and seemed to take a little nap. Or to die, because he looked like a lifeless corpse. After several minutes Goryvlad said:
~~”Your werewolf is hiding at Grimmauld place. Viking gods wanted to kill him, simply because he’s a werewolf. They already killed someone named Hagrid, because of his giant origin. You will need someone else inside the castle of wizards.”~~
“Can you find someone, who is not satisfied with preparations for the Final Battle? Maybe someone with a working brain would be sufficient.” Said Severus.
~~”I’ll try, alpha.”~~
“What? Why are you calling me alpha?”
~~”You are leader of our pack. Now hush again.”~~
After another several minutes, during which Bella curled on Severus’ s bed and laid her head to his lap, wolf spoke again.
~~”There are several angry ones opposing to the main course. Ronald, Fred and George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Nymphadora Tonks for the wizards, Metatron and Aziraphale for the angels.”~~
“We are doomed. Everyone else wants the battle? Bella, wake up.”
“Sev, can I sleep here? It’s a long way to my room.”
“And what about me? I’m quite exhausted myself.”
“Your bed is wide enough. It’s not for the first time we share a bed, is it?”
~~”The others look forward to it – like Morrigan, Vidar or Vali. They believe they will win – like Gabriel, Odin and Thor. Thor found out something about bezoar, which can save him from poisoning by Midgardsormer. Or they feel it’s their duty to partake – like Morana, Tyr or Radegast.”~~
“It’s finally dark enough for me to call my coven”, said suddenly Lestat. Everyone jumped, because he looked like a corpse from a scary movie coming to life. Said corpse continued: “I’ll go outside and try to persuade them to come. See you in the morning, alpha, or tomorrow evening. I’ll hardly stay awoke another day.” The blond vampire now grinned like a madman and waited for Severus’ s reaction to addressing him as alpha. Severus only turned his eyes and dismissed him by wave of his hand.
“So try Metatron. Or know-it-all Granger. I hope they know what’s going on.”
The Golden Trio sat at the dinner in the Great Hall together again. There were Ginny, Fred and George Weasleys with them. Harry sullenly meditated about his dying as a virgin in several days. It was a shame, to be the last virgin of the Trio, but on the other hand, neither Ron nor Hermione seemed extremely happy with their recent lost of it. Ron was sulking and swearing revenge on Ulfhild and Mistleif and Hermione recently found in a book something about Frey and she still fumed with pure fury. When he asked her what’s wrong, she only spitted several words about priapic cults; ritual sacrifices of something and about being used by Frey and refused to make herself clear.
Harry noticed Freya threw several hungry looks his direction from teacher’ s table. Weasley twins cheered and started to persuade Harry to talk to the goddess. Hermione gave them very nasty look, but stayed silent. Ginny looked jealous, but soon noticed Frey talking with his twin Freya and looking directly on her. They were undoubtedly up to something and now they shook their hands over some bet.
“What are they seeing on us?” asked Ginny. Harry shrugged his shoulders, but Hermione mysteriously answered instead of him: “You are clearly the only ones in this hall to give them what they want. Enjoy.” And she continued in her dinner. Suddenly Hermione heard in her head unknown voice.
~~”Know-it-all Granger? Can you hear me? Answer only in thoughts.”~~ Hermione looked confused as Snape was the only one to call her know-it-all. Then she mentally prepared herself for an uneasy conversation with the former Head of Slytherin and she answered the Legillimency intrusion: “Yes, professor?”
~~”I’m not a professor. Fortunately. I’m a wolf Goryvlad. Do you want to help us stop the war?”~~
“Is it possible?”
~~”Not as such, why do you want to know? But we can save the world from complete destruction by sabotaging our attacks. And by sending information to your side. So the humanity does have some chance.”~~
“Who means we?”
~~”We are group of quite high ranking warriors from the opposite side. We can eliminate parts of our army during the battle. But for that we need to stay alive, surprisingly. Can you talk with your more reasonable leaders? The only higher one of sympathizers with our ideas is Metatron. Try him. I can’t break his mental barrier.”~~
“I’ll try.” Hermione felt a little insulted by the “more reasonable”, but after the last night, she didn’t dare to argue.
~~”I’ll call again in the morning. Over and out.”~~
When Hermione focused again to their table, she saw Freya sitting beside Harry and whispering something into his ear, while he furiously blushed. Frey sat beside Ginny and looked into her eyes. Now she was sure Frey and Freya use some kind of hypnosis. Ron muttered something about Crucio, Incedio and Castracio under his breath and Weasley twins were sitting amongst Valkyrias at Slytherin table, drinking mead and showing some of their tricks. Hermione decided to go to Metatron now. She approached teachers table, said to herself for the fifteenth time he’s not Snape and silently asked him, if they could talk in private. Metatron raised one eyebrow, but from Hermione’ s expression concluded, that it is something important and nodded.
“I can, but do not expect miracles. After all, we angels are too little equipped. You can come to my assigned rooms in dungeons. Your professor McGonagall found very funny to accommodate me in the rooms of a professor who recently left this school.”
Hermione gasped for air over such impropriety, but followed Metatron down to the dungeons. He sat her to a chair in the main room. Hermione looked around on shelves full of books on potions, dark arts and defense against dark arts. She would like to spend here several happy weeks just reading this all. But world had to end in several unhappy days and that’s why she was here with Metatron.
“So speak, I do not have all night for you”, spitted Metatron.
“I was contacted by a group of wizards and warriors from the other side, professor. They claim they can sabotage their attack, but they want to speak with our leaders. They asked me to talk to you. They do not want the end of the world, neither do I and they suppose nor do you.”
“I’m not a professor, I’m archangel. Shall I spread my wings to make you all stop that professor nonsense? See – wings. Professors do not have wings, but angels they have them. It’s the basic difference between them. And you are right; I’m no fan of Apocalypse. This is my personal meaning, not my god’s meaning. What do they want? Do you know any names?”
“I think they want to simply stay alive, prof... Sorry. They need us not to kill them, so they can do their actions. Maybe they will need some help. I’ve got one name - Goryvlad. He said he was a wolf. And the other name I suppose is professor Snape, because Goryvlad called me know-it-all and that’s how only Snape called me.”
“Snape. I know he’s the one everyone mistakes with me. So he must be brilliant as well. I can command angels to let him and a wolf live. What about the others?”
“I don’t know. They will contact me again in the morning. I have to tell him your opinion. The wolf said he could not speak through your mental barrier.”
“I’ll lower my barriers then. But I have power only over angels. There are pagan gods against them and Valkyrias and Einherjags and heroes and souls. Morana already sent moras to attack enemy fortress.”
“Moras?”
“Mora, Morous, Nightmare, Alp, Schrettel, call them as you like. They are deadly dangerous to humans. They kill in sleep by sucking the life force. I think they would eliminate all humans there in one night.”
“Then I don’t know whether someone will contact me. Or you. Maybe only one lone wolf.”
Malfoys, Tzernobog and Loki left Severus’ s room.
~~”I’ll try that Lupin. Be calm, it’s a long way to Scotland.”~~
Severus silently prayed for Lupin to cooperate. Bellatrix seemed very exhausted and she leaned to Severus and put her head on his shoulder, she reminded him with this gesture of good old times. Lestat closed his eyes and seemed to take a little nap. Or to die, because he looked like a lifeless corpse. After several minutes Goryvlad said:
~~”Your werewolf is hiding at Grimmauld place. Viking gods wanted to kill him, simply because he’s a werewolf. They already killed someone named Hagrid, because of his giant origin. You will need someone else inside the castle of wizards.”~~
“Can you find someone, who is not satisfied with preparations for the Final Battle? Maybe someone with a working brain would be sufficient.” Said Severus.
~~”I’ll try, alpha.”~~
“What? Why are you calling me alpha?”
~~”You are leader of our pack. Now hush again.”~~
After another several minutes, during which Bella curled on Severus’ s bed and laid her head to his lap, wolf spoke again.
~~”There are several angry ones opposing to the main course. Ronald, Fred and George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Nymphadora Tonks for the wizards, Metatron and Aziraphale for the angels.”~~
“We are doomed. Everyone else wants the battle? Bella, wake up.”
“Sev, can I sleep here? It’s a long way to my room.”
“And what about me? I’m quite exhausted myself.”
“Your bed is wide enough. It’s not for the first time we share a bed, is it?”
~~”The others look forward to it – like Morrigan, Vidar or Vali. They believe they will win – like Gabriel, Odin and Thor. Thor found out something about bezoar, which can save him from poisoning by Midgardsormer. Or they feel it’s their duty to partake – like Morana, Tyr or Radegast.”~~
“It’s finally dark enough for me to call my coven”, said suddenly Lestat. Everyone jumped, because he looked like a corpse from a scary movie coming to life. Said corpse continued: “I’ll go outside and try to persuade them to come. See you in the morning, alpha, or tomorrow evening. I’ll hardly stay awoke another day.” The blond vampire now grinned like a madman and waited for Severus’ s reaction to addressing him as alpha. Severus only turned his eyes and dismissed him by wave of his hand.
“So try Metatron. Or know-it-all Granger. I hope they know what’s going on.”
The Golden Trio sat at the dinner in the Great Hall together again. There were Ginny, Fred and George Weasleys with them. Harry sullenly meditated about his dying as a virgin in several days. It was a shame, to be the last virgin of the Trio, but on the other hand, neither Ron nor Hermione seemed extremely happy with their recent lost of it. Ron was sulking and swearing revenge on Ulfhild and Mistleif and Hermione recently found in a book something about Frey and she still fumed with pure fury. When he asked her what’s wrong, she only spitted several words about priapic cults; ritual sacrifices of something and about being used by Frey and refused to make herself clear.
Harry noticed Freya threw several hungry looks his direction from teacher’ s table. Weasley twins cheered and started to persuade Harry to talk to the goddess. Hermione gave them very nasty look, but stayed silent. Ginny looked jealous, but soon noticed Frey talking with his twin Freya and looking directly on her. They were undoubtedly up to something and now they shook their hands over some bet.
“What are they seeing on us?” asked Ginny. Harry shrugged his shoulders, but Hermione mysteriously answered instead of him: “You are clearly the only ones in this hall to give them what they want. Enjoy.” And she continued in her dinner. Suddenly Hermione heard in her head unknown voice.
~~”Know-it-all Granger? Can you hear me? Answer only in thoughts.”~~ Hermione looked confused as Snape was the only one to call her know-it-all. Then she mentally prepared herself for an uneasy conversation with the former Head of Slytherin and she answered the Legillimency intrusion: “Yes, professor?”
~~”I’m not a professor. Fortunately. I’m a wolf Goryvlad. Do you want to help us stop the war?”~~
“Is it possible?”
~~”Not as such, why do you want to know? But we can save the world from complete destruction by sabotaging our attacks. And by sending information to your side. So the humanity does have some chance.”~~
“Who means we?”
~~”We are group of quite high ranking warriors from the opposite side. We can eliminate parts of our army during the battle. But for that we need to stay alive, surprisingly. Can you talk with your more reasonable leaders? The only higher one of sympathizers with our ideas is Metatron. Try him. I can’t break his mental barrier.”~~
“I’ll try.” Hermione felt a little insulted by the “more reasonable”, but after the last night, she didn’t dare to argue.
~~”I’ll call again in the morning. Over and out.”~~
When Hermione focused again to their table, she saw Freya sitting beside Harry and whispering something into his ear, while he furiously blushed. Frey sat beside Ginny and looked into her eyes. Now she was sure Frey and Freya use some kind of hypnosis. Ron muttered something about Crucio, Incedio and Castracio under his breath and Weasley twins were sitting amongst Valkyrias at Slytherin table, drinking mead and showing some of their tricks. Hermione decided to go to Metatron now. She approached teachers table, said to herself for the fifteenth time he’s not Snape and silently asked him, if they could talk in private. Metatron raised one eyebrow, but from Hermione’ s expression concluded, that it is something important and nodded.
“I can, but do not expect miracles. After all, we angels are too little equipped. You can come to my assigned rooms in dungeons. Your professor McGonagall found very funny to accommodate me in the rooms of a professor who recently left this school.”
Hermione gasped for air over such impropriety, but followed Metatron down to the dungeons. He sat her to a chair in the main room. Hermione looked around on shelves full of books on potions, dark arts and defense against dark arts. She would like to spend here several happy weeks just reading this all. But world had to end in several unhappy days and that’s why she was here with Metatron.
“So speak, I do not have all night for you”, spitted Metatron.
“I was contacted by a group of wizards and warriors from the other side, professor. They claim they can sabotage their attack, but they want to speak with our leaders. They asked me to talk to you. They do not want the end of the world, neither do I and they suppose nor do you.”
“I’m not a professor, I’m archangel. Shall I spread my wings to make you all stop that professor nonsense? See – wings. Professors do not have wings, but angels they have them. It’s the basic difference between them. And you are right; I’m no fan of Apocalypse. This is my personal meaning, not my god’s meaning. What do they want? Do you know any names?”
“I think they want to simply stay alive, prof... Sorry. They need us not to kill them, so they can do their actions. Maybe they will need some help. I’ve got one name - Goryvlad. He said he was a wolf. And the other name I suppose is professor Snape, because Goryvlad called me know-it-all and that’s how only Snape called me.”
“Snape. I know he’s the one everyone mistakes with me. So he must be brilliant as well. I can command angels to let him and a wolf live. What about the others?”
“I don’t know. They will contact me again in the morning. I have to tell him your opinion. The wolf said he could not speak through your mental barrier.”
“I’ll lower my barriers then. But I have power only over angels. There are pagan gods against them and Valkyrias and Einherjags and heroes and souls. Morana already sent moras to attack enemy fortress.”
“Moras?”
“Mora, Morous, Nightmare, Alp, Schrettel, call them as you like. They are deadly dangerous to humans. They kill in sleep by sucking the life force. I think they would eliminate all humans there in one night.”
“Then I don’t know whether someone will contact me. Or you. Maybe only one lone wolf.”