Info: Sequel to "Shadows swallow."
Spoilers then.
Characters: a bit 'all
Rating: NC-17
emerged completely dusted.
emerged from any chimney, an apartment in any of Muggle London.
But in those rooms did not have any family lived, his could not possibly be called a family whatsoever.
Dust it was appropriate to those rooms, the furniture of those rugs. The parquet
crunched under his feet, the windows were barred.
knew where to go, even if he did not know why he was wanted to come there. After twelve years. Diagon Alley had crossed like an automaton, leaving behind a small group of magicians who greeted in front of the Leaky Cauldron. He had stopped to watch the owls in cages, "The Owl Emporium prominently displayed in the window.
It was then, yes. Perhaps then the memory of the received message had driven her to prolong the night walk.
To get there, at his home, where it all started. There, his brother had
started to attract a morbidly self, to engage her in her new life. Of Death Eaters.
"Now tell me everything, and quickly. "
" What can I say? Why do not you start your own business? "
" Because I love you because you are my brother and I are getting in trouble from which you may not come out again. "
" Stop talking like you're my mother, Ylenia. Quit playing at the Aurora also here at home. Let me live my life! "
" Live your life means to them ... dirty work on behalf of the Death Eaters? You know who you're going to kill, you know? "
"I know very well, mam ..."
gave him a slap so hard that stunned. "Then you also know that you should denounce. "
" Do it, Ylena, do it! Who do I pull out of Azkaban in less than a week. "
She had bowed her head.
"I did not hit well, sorry. I did not want to let me go this far. "
There was the sound of a trunk that was dragged out of bed. Then, that tone so cold, resigned. "I do not see you more, we will do a great favor both. "
" That you think. There is no turning back, Haneke, once you choose to serve him. "
A noise interrupted his memories.
a noise that would have been impossible for anyone to hear. Not for a blind as she was.
His hand gripped his wand, his heart began to beat so strong as to threaten to climbing them in the throat. That breath, that sucked ...
a Dementor?
spun around, nimbly avoiding the open glass window next to her. He concentrated
to hold fast to the perception of what was around. At right, the full-length mirror, to his left, beyond the window, her closet. That was the room he shared with his brother, until leaving for the Master. Curious he was going to lose your soul in this very room, where the dispute had lost that last Haneke.
The breath went and lost the similarity with a whistle that had an instant before the terrified. No, this creature was not a Dementor.
"looking for me, Auror? "
was something much worse.
"'Mione ..."
Ron Weasley just touched the folded arms of a friend, curled up on the book of Herbology.
"Hmm? "Finally, Hermione opened her eyes.
"It's two past! Have you called to study? "
" Yes, yes ... now I ... I go back to bed. But because you're awake? "
" I could not sleep. "
'A little rest you, Ron. Test Spells you tomorrow. "
Ron nodded. "I know. I promise I'll go back to bed if you will. "
Hermione gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Good night. "
He returned to the room and lay down on the bed. Harry was fast asleep, after his last day of testing. It was exhausting, he had never seen him so upset. With horror, he barely had time to tell you before the next test - had discovered that Jacques showed curiosity and a sadistic satisfaction in following his test. Yes had also showed up to the test of Defense Against the Dark Arts, although he was not the teacher.
The chair had been assigned to a very old magician, competent and polite, Mr. Glowen. He himself had held low-invasive and arrogant attitude of Jacques, but Harry could not help but feel under pressure.
Hermione turned to him and watched him for several minutes, with almost afraid to wake him.
He could not find the words to tell him how much she loved him, as the estimate.
The specter of past events, but most of the ire that he had been distorted and almost approached Voldemort, were still with him. After recovering in the infirmary, Harry had spent long days with Lupin and Moody. Of those moments had not spoken in depth, but Hermione had not needed.
He knew that in those days, he and two professors were in the back room of the Veil. He knew that Harry had to face the shadows that had drawn. Their anger, their anger. That is the estimated Hermione.
For more than an hour, Harry had been Hourglass recall, in the service of Voldemort.
For more than an hour while he tried to resist the worst features of Riddle had begun to come into him, with the risk that fixed in him. So it was perhaps for the legilimanzia, but perhaps Harry possessed the seed within him from birth.
This was useless to ask.
Harry had to accept the possibility that other skills newcomers to his mind sooner or later, or not taken by the will of Voldemort and those events. Events that had gone beyond the will of Voldemort.
Apparently, Sirius and Snape - or rather, their shadows - were right: Tom Riddle had been reduced to a puppet by the demon that he intended to invoke.
probably had the illusion that this demon have to work hard to recall it, when in fact he was already very close to the veil, perhaps he had already passed. And he started his own project, that bribing Eater Ginny had recovered in his memory.
The woman who had spoken with Lucius Malfoy, who had strengthened the curse on Ginny and her.
linking them to the Malfoy's life, condemning them to remember that his son Draco had tried to save them.
The demon remained on the sidelines, smiling in ecstasy, during the fight that Ylena argued with his personal servants.
was blind, was thin but incredibly strong. Later he would
fun to dissect his mind, to discover what life held in his will to defend itself, although should have understood by now that not much could be saved.
Despair, perhaps it was despair.
Yes, the young Haneke - or rather, the mind of the young Haneke - had very effectively described the determination of his sister. That little bird that had become maimed eagle.
was time for the Aurora, to turn back, to move to another phase of his life.
"Enough," said the demon to his two soldiers.
One of them kicked the girl, who crumpled to the parquet.
"You idiot, I said enough! "Cried the demon. At the same time, took control of the situation facing the anger of the young Auror with its power.
Ylena was on the ground, coughing blood and surrounding the stomach with his arms. In one hand, the wand was still tight from his fingers, ready to be used.
and Ylenia used it. Whipped the air with the wand of oak, an extension of his arm scratched and dulled by the recent close of its soldiers.
Slowly, he lifted off the ground.
The demon agreed to leave the illusion that we can do it again for a while '.
He rejected a spell to disarm after the other, pretending surprise and distress. Really dodged a beam of red light that flashed from the wand of the girl, stood up and walked. The demon did not have magic wands, but thought he should not demoralize Ylena too small. Not really. Not yet. He needed
maintained that the Aurora is bright, I think I can fight, even now that she was trying out her power. He must remain polished to understand the orders of his new mistress.
"Do not oppose consideration that I'm about to start on your mind, Ylenia. "
" Who are you? "
" You'll find out soon. If you'll be good, you'll find that too. Now relax the men ... "
" No! Do not try to come near; "
eyes went wide off the Dawn, when his whole body was crossed by a burst of powerful pain. He rolled on the floor, tried to get up, but the mere hint of what the movement caused a wave of violent vomiting.
"I've warned you, Ylenia. Try to resist will bring only pain. Already control your magic, do not you feel it? I do not feel in your mind, between your thoughts? "
" No, go away! "
" So you also become teacher for the new dawn ... It opens a world of new possibilities to implement my plan. "
Let it rise again.
"It was all a trap, right? "Ylena cried," You have assigned you to my brother that mission and then kill him. "
" It is not correct, at the mission was true. Malfoy would have to kill the prisoner and his mother ... but then my plans have changed. And even now about to change. You'll be glad to know that you are about to join it. "
" I will not do anything for a being like you. "
" What a rude child. "
Ylena collapsed on her back, arching stiffly and then for new shock of pain.
"It 'a task easier ... I ask you just another walk in the streets of London ..."
was early morning.
, too early for him. After
bite a slice of toast, which did not even have time to butter, Ron greeted with a nod Harry, Neville, and Ginny and walked to the Tower of Divination Spells for testing.
In his mind, the information received from those who had taken the test before he mingled with snippets of the dream the night before. The combination that came out was vaguely disturbing: Judge McHayden welcomed him with baton in hand, facing a large cage where a phoenix - he probably - trying in vain to hear his song.
"Enough is enough. "He shook his head and inhaled deeply.
walked on, giving every now and then look at the gray morning sky.
The corridors resounded just whispered conversation, punctuated by the noise of furniture were moved with care and discretion. He seemed to see and a few other house-elf Winky, and regretted not having time to stop and say hello.
had arrived, the trap door above him was already open. He climbed the ladder
announcing with a cough, but when he got a better look of the room he found Lupin Divination and Jacques, rather than the teacher Swennson.
"Scu ... sorry, I must have done something wrong. "
" No, Ron. "Lupin called him before he turns and riscendesse the stairs. "There was an error on your part. I also saw that the teacher I was waiting here for you today. Or at least he ... have to wait. "
" Come too, Weasley. "Jacques asked him, coldly.
Ron attempted to suppress the urge to face the anger that this caused, and went at all, coming a few steps from the two and chair of Trelawney. "Miss Swennson is not good? "
" Miss Swennson is not here, "she corrected the voice of Sybil Trelawney.
"Pro ... Professor, I did not see, I'm sorry. "
" Imagine, Weasley, accommodated as well. I am going to go away. My colleague Fiorenzo asked me. "
Ron frowned, but made no comment. Lupin smiled in a rather tense, then moved look on the table beside the chair. Ron did not know what to do. He had to leave, come back later ... wait for the teacher ... it would evoke in someone else take the test? He hoped not to have to be examined by Jacques.
"Still no news then? "Said the latter.
Lupin nodded in denial. "It 's gone. And that Arthur's Auror sent to find her. "
His father? It was an ongoing search for the professor? Where? When he was gone?
Remus interrupted this series of questions. "Ron, I need to ask you a favor. Do not make the word of this absence, to the castle. With anyone. In two days you will embark on the seat of the Master ... We hope that the professor can attain as soon as possible. "
" I very much doubt "was the comment, as usual, extremely acid, Jacques. "Personally I would stay offended that I will always keep you out of the truth, Weasley. Do not you bother? "
" Stop, Jacques, "said Lupin.
"I certainly did not claim the right to be informed on everything from professors. "
" Bravo puppet. "
" Enough, Jacques. "Lupin was on the threshold of endurance, and a calm as he was saying something.
The other shrugged and smiled. Then he went to the hatch.
Ron waited for the grizzled head had disappeared from sight, and turned to Lupin. "What happened? "
" Well, given that the letter is here, open ... do you know I'd read it to you. Am I right? "Ron stared at the parchment
resting next to the sphere of divination.
will be better for you to erase all traces of our relationship.
It 's like you said you, sister, once again.
I can not go back.
Try not to get found, when there will be a process.
will be involved too many people, too many people will be affected.
Haneke
"Your brother ..."
"The Eater" Lupin nodded.
"is written consistently? "
" This I can not tell you. The meaning of the message is clear enough. His brother must have been responsible for killing someone. Probably Malfoy. "
" That's why the only card that has accompanied Narcissa was doing to her son. "
" In reality this is not the point that worries me. "Lupin handed him another parchment.
Ron instantly felt the difference in texture of parchment. "Papyrus. "
On the paper was reported as such, the text hieroglyphics which Bill and his father had spoken.
"Obviously, the sender of this second letter is hidden. We do. Ylena must have had an idea, because it has evaporated into the night. "
" We know where to look? "
" Did you hear that your father has sent a couple of Aurora, along with Moody and Tonks. We have no news yet. "Ron came to fix
hieroglyphics.
"... Bill will be truly safe? "
" Right now, Ron, Malfoy and your brother are the most protected of the magical world. "
" You do not sound very convinced. "
" Come with me, I'm going by the Dean. "A few passing
felt the strangeness of the figure that came across, in the rush of movement.
A little girl drew back from her, screaming in pain as if he had put his fingers into the electrical outlet.
The young woman kept walking. The empty shell
kept walking, toward its first mission.
Continued ...
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