Ok ok ok. so its been awhile. 5 years in fact. im terribly terribly sorry. thank you to all who reviewed. you made me smile. there hasn`t been a day that i havent thought about this story. so here i am writing it, hoping itll leav my head. so yeah. enjoy and review. by the way. i just wrote this in two hours and didnt beta it. if someone wants to be my beta, let me know. and just wanted to get this out there real fast. ill go over it again and fix it later. so please do review. much love to all of you
5 days after the battle...
While most of the wizarding world was debating wether or not to fear or cheer on the demons which seemed to be doing a much better job at getting rid of their Death Eater problem, the Ministry of Magic was in utter chaos. Having an extremly powerful dark lord with many psycotic followers was one thing, but a demon who didn`t seem to have any qualms about openly killing said fanatics with relative ease, and making the ministry itself look like it was full of incompetant fools was just too much.
However two figures strode with relative ease through the atrium of the ministry, with complete and utter calm upon their faces. Which one did not see much in the MoM these days. And seemed to irk more then one ministry employee, with their lack of stress and headache. The two appeared to be a man of about fifty, and a female in her mid twenties. The way they were walking - him a foot in front of her - made it apparent that he was the one in charge with whatever it was that they were up to.
Climbing into one of the empty and rusty looking lifts, the rather beautiful, and extremly pale woman pushed the button that would lead them to their destination. And just as the cage like elevator doors closed, they each shared a grin for the things that would come. Though with the mystery woman, you could see more then just a little bit of insanity in that smirk. Upon reaching their level, they departed and started walking down a rather long hallway, where very few employees could be seen. And those there either stared at the new comers or wqalked into the nearest office to avoid them, as was most common now that you didnt truly know who you could and couldnt trust.
FInally coming to the end of the corridor, they came upon an outlandish pink door, with a golden plaque in the middle that stated that the person inside was none other then the under-secretary to the Minister of Magic himself. And being someone of such high standing, the door was being gaurded by two tough, but young looking aurors. One of which decided that they should learn who these two strangers were.
"State your name and business with under-secretary Umbridge" He stated as he grabbed his wand.
"Greetings gentlemen. My name William Peign. And this lovely, but shy lady to my left is Ann Marie." Said the male of the duo, in a firm yet kind tone. "And I am here to get an interview from Madame Umbridge. And Ann here, is an intern and will be taking notes on our proceedings. I believe we are expected."
Before the auror could get a word in, the rather toad like under-secretary picked that moment to stick her head out the door. Looking straight at William, a sickly sweet smile graced her face.
"Ah, Mr. Peign! I thought i heard your voice." Looking at her wrist to check her watch. "And right on time as well. I like that." Finally noticeing Ann Marie, her smile falterd. "Mr. Peign, I beleive that when you made this appointment a week ago, you made no mention of this young lady here. A pleasure to meet you of course." She said nodding towards the pale and quiet girl, she hardly looked pleased at all.
"Oh, please forfive me, i should have owled ahead and given you notice. This young lady just came into the employ of the Daily Prophet just three days ago, and my employers felt that this would be a good assignment to get her started on." He said smileing, and throwing a bit of charm her way, making her blush lightly.
"Well. Be that as it may, what with things being as they are in these days and times, I would feel far more comfortable if she were to stay out here with my gaurds. As im sure you can understand." Said gaurds seemed more then eager to watch this woman of mystery. Although, dispite their attraction for her, they felt something somewhat off about her. Though those thoughts went out the window when William agreed.
"Yes, of course. My apologies." Turning to look at his companion. "Would you care to entertain these two as I interview Madame Umbridge? Shouldnt be too long." Giving her a wink, she smiled and turned around and noticed that the hallway had been emptied of all employees as it was around lunch time. Turning back to him, she merely gave him a nod and a grin. "Excellent! Miss Umbridge, if you would lead the way." He said motioning to her office.
Walking into the horribly pink and kitty photoed office, he began his interview. "So, Madame Under-secretary, do tell me, and eventually our readers, all about this new law your pushing for. I believe it had something to do with werewolves, merpeople, house elves, ect.?"
Sitting behind her desk and taking a sip of tea, a sneer crossed her face. "You`ve heard right Mr. Peign. For far too long these half breeds and other freaks of the magical community have been endangering us all! Those filthy wolves going around and infecting the good people of the magical world! And did you know that house elves could do magics that even we cannot perform?"
"Yes, I was aware. But aret they completly subsrviant to the wizarding population? And what of the merfolk?" He inquired with a blank face. But if one were to look closely, they would notice that his brown eyes were turning completly black.
"Bah! Those elves are up to something. Mark my words, we'll be having a rebellion on our hands soon enough. Filthy liitle creatures. And as for those dirty little fish people, who knows what they could be doing under water? We never see them unless we go looking for them, or they come to us for some sort of help or aid." She gave him a quick glance to see how he was taking all of this. Noticeing that he wasn't reacting like all those other fool hearty people she told her brilliant thoeries to, she continued. "They could even be amassing an army to attack us for whatever reason a half breed freak like them would. We need to capture and contain them. Interogate them and see what they are planning. What do you think William?" She said, as though he had given her permission to use his first name.
Looking at her, he gave her an appraising look, and then smiled at her. A smile she returned. "I completly agree with you Dolores. Something must be done about these, half breed freaks." Her smile got even bigger. "Also I believe... My that is a lovely ring youve got there. Is that a ruby?" He indicated pointing to one of the many rings she had on her hand. Looking confused for a second, she looked down and noticed he was talking about her favorite, and quite cheap looking ring.
"Why yes it is. You sure do know your jewelry." She sai with a chuckle. Which he returned.
"I suppose I do. My mother loved her rings. Do you mind if i take a closer look?" She tought about that for a few seconds before she noticed how truly handsome he appeared to be. Quite charming as well. Though he did seem to look a rather bit different. Overlooking that, she complied with his request.
"Yes you may." She said with a smile and a disgustingly girly giggle, while holding out her hand to over to her desk, he lowered his head so that it was right over her hand, making it impossible for her to see it. She almost gasped in suprise when she felt his hand grab hers. However she withheld the gasp, for a more confused noise. As her office had just been filled with a rather loud ceunching and grinding noise. The next noise she made was that of a loud pain filled scream when she realized that her hand was in the worst kind of pain she had ever felt. It was like it was on fire and being stabbed all at once. Retracting her hand as fast as she could from William Peign, she noticed that half of her hand seemed to be completly missing, with blood pouring down the the stump of what used to be her left hand and wrist. She almost blacked out when she saw the bones and veins in it. But what she saw next shocked her into a complete awakened state.
Looking into the face of what was once a Mister William Peign, she now saw the face of who she knew to be the demon Faust himself. Blood dripping down his lower lip and chin as he was still chewing. Seing that she had noticed him at last, he did the only thing that came to mind. Which was give her a big blood filled smile - Showing off his rather intimidating teeth - and a cheery wave. Thus makeing her do the only thing that came to her mind.
"GAURDS! AURORS! GET IN HERE! ITS.. ITS THE DEMON FREAK! QUICK! QUICK, HELP ME!" And despite her pain and horror, she almost jumped in joy when she saw her door open. Only to be crushed by seeing the girl that had accompanied Willia... Faust. She merely looked around with mild interest. Finding her boss and the toady woman, she made her presence known.
"Scuse me? Everything ok? Got kinda loud, kinda fast." Looking around to see his assistant, he merely smiled and waved her over. And inpointed to the bloody stump that was Dolores Umbridges hand.
"Hungry? Plenty to go around?" She merely shook her head, and started to walk into the room slowly. And Dolores, frozen from shock, noticed that she was dragging in her auror guards. Which she saw were unconcious and bound. And much to her horror, they also seemed to have had there eyes and mouths sewn shut. Looking down, she also noticed that their handseemed to have been sewn into their auror robes. Staining the white material red.
"Please, please, please. Dont get up. take a seat. This is your office after all." The demon said in an unatural calm for this kind of situation. And seeing as she didnt really have a choice int the matter, she took his offer and sat down in her big frilly chair, all the while reaching in her robes with her good, to grab her wand. Finding it missing, she glanced around, trying to find it. Finally looking up, she saw that the black demon was apparently picking out a piece of bone from his teeth with it.
"Wh..What do you want with me? Money? Power? Whatever you want, just please, please dont kill me." At this point, she was bawling and feeling ashamed that she was begging these freaks. Faust, however, looked at her in pure confusion.
"What do we want? We want nothing but to help you with yor biggest half-breed-freak problem." She looked at him as thogh he were crazy. Which atmittadley, he kinda was. "Ahh, I see you are confused. Let me explain. I came here to get rid of the most powerful and influencial half-breed in this country." His smile nearly split his face when he saw the fear and realization in her eyes.
No, no no no! He can`t possibly know! I made sure it was hidden ...
"Oh good. I see you understand. I was quite suprised myself when I found out. But when you think about it, it makes perfect sense." He said with a mock toughtful look on his face. "The way you look should have amde everyone suspicious. Short, squat, and very very toad like. Add on to the fact that you make it pretty much publicly known that you hate half breeds, and are out to get rid of them. Don't you think thats a bit hypocritical? Half human. Half ..."
"SILENCE! I WILL NOT HAVE YOU SAY IT! I ERASED THAT PART OF MY LIFE SO MANY YEARS AGO! I WONT HAVE YOU RUIN IT!" And with that, the plump un-athletic undersecretary made to lunge at the demon lord from across the table. but did not get very far, as a very pale, and stitched up hand bitch slapped her back over her table and chair, and straight into her wall. The force of the blow knocking many of the items on the wall to fall all around her.
As she slowly came to, she looked up at what had hit her. SHe was terribly horrified to find that the girl that had been known as Ann Marie, know looked much younger, and in extremly horrible shape. Sort of. While she still had the body of a model, it was pretty much covered head to foot in stitches. As though she had been put back together. She also looked entirely too familiar. Just couldnt place the face. ANd as she slowly stood up, rubbing her cheek, a newspaper article from not but 5 days ago caught her eye. A pale girl looked up at her from the paper and gave her a strange little grin.
"Youre...Youre Luna Lovegood? But how? Wh... what..."
Looking at the toady lady, her only reply was simply this. "I was. And you don't need to know. Nor would you probably want to." And with that, she turned and walked back to her hero. Her savior. Her master. Her monster.
Who at that moment decided it that time was getting short, and that they had better get going. Time was short. And there were so many more people who needed to hurt, and were not. This did not please him. Crouching down, he stared at her straight in the eyes and grabbed her by the hair. Which with his razor sharp nails, he scratched her pretty bad. Making her moan in pain. He loved this job.
"Well Dolores. What say we pay your old pal Ragnok a visit? We meet not too long ago. Oh he couldnt stop talking about you. Reallly seems to miss you." As soon as he said Ragnok, she started to panic. This was not good. This was very not good. Had she been able to, she woulve screamed for help. But at that point, Faust had started to drag her into the shadows. Kicking and screaming in terror. With Miss Luna Lovegood dancing merrily right behind them into the inky black shadows. Leaving two bloodied aurors, who were in for some serious pain when they woke up. A destroyed office. And two words burnt into the wall, where they had just passed thru.