Numen Pumilum: The Return
Prologue: Evil on Its Feet Again
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A/N:
Here it is, the beginning of the Numen
any of you have come upon this story and haven’t read Numen
Pumilum, you’ll want to work your way through that
before starting this or you’ll be quite confused.
series, I hope you’ll all enjoy this sequel and that it lives up to your
expectations. Read, Review, and Enjoy!
AuctorRubra
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Prologue: Evil on its Feet Again
November 19th,
2003
Lucius stretched his arms out and
then up over his head, enjoying the flex and ripple of his muscles.
sigh. He continued stretching each limb,
counting the smooth steps he could take and curling and uncurling his fingers
control over you body again,” Bellatrix asked from beside him.
to do his job.”
Rabastan
snorted from his chair. “You were
crushed, Lucius. What did you expect the
man to do, work a miracle? You’re lucky
that it only too this long.”
Lucius turned an icy glare on the
wizard and stalked towards him. “Easy
for you to say when you weren’t the one trapped in a bed for nearly six years
watching the rest of you do nothing to avenge our lord!”
hissed. “There were too few of us left
after the final battle to accomplish anything of worth.
have to be careful.”
yourself enough to be subtle?”
said coolly. “The four of us need to
keep our heads calm.”
Lucius sneered and turned
away. “I want that little bitch
found. I want her brought to me then I’m
going break her. I’m going to feel her
writhe and bleed beneath me. The last
words that ever come out of her mouth right before snap her pretty neck will
pleas for her life and the lives of her brother and lovers.”
The
others were silent behind him. He paced
about the room, relishing this new freedom of movement.
quite thankful for functioning limbs. It
didn’t, however, do much for their state of mind.
finding Eris Potter. The others wanted
to focus their efforts on acquiring Harry Potter and using him to resurrect the
Dark Lord, but he knew that was impossible.
They were wasting their time now that the Horcruxes
were destroyed. There would be no Dark
Lord, but there would be vengeance. It
was only a matter of time.
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Rabastan
stared at Lucius’ back for a few moments before standing up and stalking from
the room. The man became more unbearable
with every passing month. He’d hoped
that once Lucius was healed he’d calm down a bit.
a composed man, cool and aloof, someone that Rabastan
had once looked up to, but things were falling apart now.
Even after six years there were
only eight fully fledged Death Eaters living together here in hiding and no
more than twenty supporters scattered about England, France, and various parts
of Eastern Europe. It was ridiculous and
pathetic. With the way all of them
bickered amongst themselves, Rabastan was beginning
to think that he’d be better off on his own.
He’d regret leaving his brother behind, but the man had made his bed
years ago when he’d married that crazy bitch of a Black.
It was
all just one big mess. They’d lost the
war and getting revenge against one young man wasn’t going to do them any
good. Besides, if Potter was strong
enough to defeat the Dark Lord could any one of them actually take him
down?
Rabastan
walked into his room and locked the door.
He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a small, leather notebook.
the aftermath of the final battle, a remnant of Eris Potter’s time serving the
Dark Lord. He didn’t really know why
he’d kept it a secret from the others.
Several of the potions were far beyond his abilities, but there were a
few that were within his grasp. He
recognized their use from the ingredients even though he had a hard time
reading the girl’s chicken scratches.
There was one in particular that he was quite interested in at this
point. It was marked with the title of
wasn’t a genius at potions or life, but he knew enough to know that this potion
was his ticket out of the hell Lucius Malfoy was lighting up around him.
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Harry hurried towards the head
table in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
Deputy Headmaster/Headmaster-in-training to set a good example for
best days. He took his usual seat
between Minerva and Draco, waved at Hermione, Roslyn, and Remus, and gave
Charlie a quick nod. It took him a
minute, but he soon realized that Ron had joined Hermione for breakfast today,
something that didn’t happen on a regular basis with his busy schedule with the
Cannons.
His friend waved at him.
Harry smiled.
works on a special negotiation,” Ron said with a lopsided grin.
Harry frowned.
Hermione rolled her eyes.
Viktor was retiring from the Bulgarian national team?”
Harry nodded.
past summer.”
he went back to Durmstrang to teach.”
said with roll of his eyes. “Harry
doesn’t care about all that! Listen,
Harry, Krum talked his old coach into agreeing to an exhibition match at
arranged for the Cannons to be the second team.
We’re going to be playing them the last day before Christmas holiday
start.”
like that for later in the year.”
and James would like to come along,” Ron said excitedly.
put on a Seeker exhibition before or after the match.”
Harry offered his friend an
apologetic smile. “I’m
getting the kids ready to head home.”
Draco piped up then.
along with you, mate. He’d behave
himself and I’m sure Viktor would keep an eye on him if we ask.
actually going to be playing, right?”
Ron shook his head.
chance at some practice. This will be
great though! I’m sure James will have a
good time.”
Hermione made a slight growling
sound. “The boy is only four years
old! He could be quite the handful for
poor Viktor.”
don’t need to worry about old Vicky,” Ron whined.
Harry considered all this for a
few moments. “Draco can
James coming along. If he doesn’t think
he can handle him then I’ll ask Maggie, but she might be busy.”
Maggie Arlens
was the Cannons’ assistant coach and James was crazy about her.
Ron perked up.
coming along. I still wish you could
come, Harry. You’d have a good time.
there’s going to be a little Christmas party after all the kids leave.”
Ronald,” Hermione said stiffly.
already turned me down,” Ron said with another roll of his eyes.
anyway.”
Hermione just sighed and left the
table. Harry shook his head and asked
quietly, “When are you just going to hurry up and marry the woman, Ron?
Ron smiled sadly.
that I’m well settled. I’m doing well
with the team now and this is looking to be a great season.
whole team will get a pay raise. That’s
when I plan on asking her.”
said with a chuckle. “You’ve been
planning on it for a few years now.”
Ron laughed.
everything. That little cottage I got is
nearly fixed up and paid off. You just
wait and see.”
Harry took his last sip of tea and
stood. “Don’t worry, mate.
He walked off then to hunt down
his son and the school’s daycare center.
It was an addition that was made for the personal baby boom that
with a fifth on the way. The oldest was
James, with Jacqueline Lupin being just a month younger than him.
line and Bianca, Ginny and Blaise’s
daughter was currently the youngest at age two.
Number five would be arriving before the month was out as Ginny and
Blaise were expecting another little girl.
Harry thought all the little ones were heaven and Minerva said that was
exactly what would make him a great headmaster.
with two more additions for Madam Hendrix, the school nanny, to care for.
He smiled when he came to the
entrance to the day care. He could only
imagine how excited James was going to be right up until he got to go to the
exhibition game. It would probably prove
to be quite the interesting day for his son.