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Ron's War: Second Story in the Bane Saga	By : LadyofSpades Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 3982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry for being gone so long My Lovelies. The strain of the real life world has put a stopper in my updating for quite sometime. I have been busy doing what any other doting mother would do and placing my family first and foremost. I have not forgotten you and will try to keep the updates flowing as life premits. We left off with Snape becoming head master at Hogwarts we will now be joining Voldemort and his current prediciment and then heading back to hogwarts for a most unlikely but not suprising trio has started to form.
Malfoy Manor appears through the fog. A man Apparate near the manor gates. He sends his signature at the wards and the gate opens. He followed the dark marks call to a sitting room. Near the fire the Dark Lord sat in a green leather bound chair. The stout well dressed young wizard kneeled before his lord. Crabbe Sr. Goyle Sr. and Rookwood stood as their Lord asked in a hiss, “How did Bane take the offer of overseeing and taking charge of the Mudblood Camps?”
The man trembled “It is difficult to say my lord, I took him around and showed him all the camps as instructed, The breeding camps, The re-education camps, And the extermination camps where the prisoners are there for interrogation and experimentation unto their deaths.” He hesitated choosing his words with care, “I explained, as you had instructed, that he would have absolute authority over all the camps. The men is difficult to read my lord. He seemed both impressed and offended at the same time. He definitely seemed impressed with the camps and even went so far as to suggest some excellent improvements to make them far more effective at their stated purposes. In fact his modifications to our tactics have already resulted in breaking 8 of our more troublesome guests.”
“I am quite aware of Bane’s skills. I asked how he responded to our offer.” Voldemort said with some impatience.
“Um, yes-- my lord”, the man said with obvious discomfort, “He said we would have his answer on the marrow, my lord. To me he seemed, agitated, impressed” he emphasized, “but agitated, I really would hate too guess what his answer will be. Any sane man would jump at the offer it is.”
“Are you suggesting my friend is not sane” Voldemort leaned forward menacingly. The man went pale with fear. Voldemort laughed “Relax Tobias, I have known Bane nearly all my life. I am well aware, he is not sane in conventional usage of the word.” Leaning back he gestured for the man to continue.
“He was tempted of that I am certain, but he was also rather, well.....agitated. I am uncertain of what his answer will be. We will find out tomorrow he assured me” ... To be cont.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts.
Ginny and Neville went to breakfast they had got a late start after staying up most the night talking with members of DA comparing notes on the war effort. When they got down to breakfast they sat down next to Seamus Finnigan who was talking with a ravenclaw student across the way Precilla Tarwater.
“Look over there,” he nodded behind him. They looked to find Cassius Rosier seated with the most unsavory group of Death Eater wannabes, “I would not talk around the new kid much.Chosen his side he has. Strolled right over there after anouncments.”
“You shouldn’t be surprised. After all he is a Rosier. The only ones worse would be the Lestranges. He may run the Gryffindor colors but he is still a slimy git.” Said Precilla .
“Okay we are now starting class. Out the lot of you.” Amycus Carrow said.
“When did breakfast get cut shorter.” Ginny asked.
Seamus yelled. “Oi! I haven’t finished eating.”
Amycus snapped his fingers. The Hogwarts House elves appeared from the kitchens and the plates were gone in short order.
“Bloody Bastard. We have class with him first . Muggle studies is now required by the way.” Seamus growled.
They turned down the hall to be meet by Cassius. Seamus picked up their pace along with Ginny and Neville. “Wait up guys.” Cassius started to try to catch up when he was tripped by Priscilla landing hard on the cobble stone floor.
“Watch where your going Kelpie bate.” she snapped snatching out her wand. Before Cassius could react, with an angry sneer she hissed “Globusbustare” unleashing a painful hex. A red inflamed line became visible carving its way under his skin up his face from under his tie. Cassius tryed to pull himself up but just mangied to get to his knee up. At that moment the Carrows rounded the corner. They sneered.
“What is going on here?” they said in unison.
“He was not watching his step and tripped over my robes.” Priscilla said hiding her wand and looking at Cassius with disgust.
“Is that what happened Cash?” Alecto Carrow asked leaning down to help him to his feet and she then levitated his books.
“Yeah,” he scratched his head. “Not use to these stupid things, you know.” He sighed, trying to hide his rather obvious pain. He reached up scratching the side of his head hiding the hexmark behind his hand.
“That’s quite alright. We know this takes adjusting on your part. Sit down on the steps and let me attend to that leg. That way you will not be too late for class.”
She turned to the on lookers.
“What are you staring at! Off to class, the lot of you!” Cassius did as he was told but was careful to keep the hexmark turned away from the Carrows.
Amycus rushed the lot on and following behind. He slammed the door to the class.
“Welcome to muggle studies. Now I know you have been taught that muggles are benign and funny at times; but I assure you they can be quite dangerous.”
Just as he got started Alecto Carrow marched over to her brother. Two Slytherin Students stood outside the door.
“I need to see Priscilla Tarwater.” She looked over at the young lady. “Crabbe said you hexed Cash. Come here girl.” Priscilla head down but looking defiant stood and walked forward. “I sent Cassius to the nurse that was an insidiously painful hex you used on him. Its a wonder he can even walk. Its even possible that permanent damage was sustained. Cassius may not ever be able to have children.”
“Good” Priscilla said under her breath smiling looking down at the Carrows feet. She looked up into Alecto Carrow’s eyes “Ratted me out did he.” she said sounding smugly satisfied.
“No he didn’t, I suspect he wants to even the score himself. As his parents would have,” Alecto Carrow responding smiling back “If you had enough intelligence to listen. I already said Crabbe informed me of your sadistic assault and Goyle confirmed it.”
Alecto Carrow turned to the class “Behavior such as this will not be tolerated. You are here to learn. Your personal and political conflicts have no place within these walls.” She drew her wand and turned back to Priscilla “Prepare for punishment my dear.”
Priscilla’s hand twitched and began inching towards her wand. “Go ahead, resist, It will make what I do to you even worse; maybe even give me an excuse to have you expelled.” Alecto Carrow said raising one eyebrow.
Priscilla lowered her hand, “Fine do your worst. It will still be worth it if that accursed slug can’t reproduce.”
Alecto Carrow’s wand snapped angrily. An ugly cut appeared on Priscilla’s shoulder slicing throw her robes. she staggered back in pain. the rest of the class gasped in shock. Again and again Alecto Carrow’s wand snapped cut after cut appeared on Priscilla as the class watched in horror. By the time she was done Priscilla laid a bloody mess on the floor barely moving her tattered robes cut into ribbons.
Alecto Carrow drew a vial from the confines of her robe. Smiling she administered the potion. The cuts healed almost immediately. As Priscilla drew her tattered robes around her trying to minimize her exposure Alecto Carrow drew out another vial identical to the first one. A cruel smile on her face, “Ready for round two child?”
“You can’t be serious! Haven’t you hurt me enough?” Priscilla said desperately trying to keep together enough of her torn robes to preserve her feminine mysteries.
“You honestly believe what you have endured so far even comes close to balancing the scales for mutilating another students gentiles and possibly leaving him sterile?” Priscilla almost looked ashamed of what she had done, almost. Then Alecto Carrow began hexing her again repeating each and every hex in almost the exact same pattern. When she was finished Priscilla was a nude bloody mess lying barely conscious on the floor. Alecto Carrow administered the second vial. then after checking to see that she was fine. Took her own traveling cloak off and wrapped it around Priscilla’s naked body.
“I’m sorry.. I went too far.” Priscilla said genuinely ashamed of what she had done.
“Yes, you did - young lady” Responded Alecto Carrow “Now you will clean up this mess before returning to your dorm or cleaning yourself understood?”
Priscilla nodded clutching the cloak tightly around herself.
“Class dismissed.” said Amycus Carrow smiling.

The rest of the students filled out of class in a silent shock afraid to even look in Pricilla’s direction as she sobbed in the corner clutching the cloak about her. After putting some distance between them and the class Seamus said, “That was brutal no one deserves that.”
“I don’t know, I’m familiar with the spell she cast on Cash. Its obscenely painful and damaging. It was almost declared an unforgivable but several of the women on the counsel voted to keep it legal arguing the men were overstating its effect.” Neville said.
“Huh,” was Seamus only reply.
“It a ....sort of ..a..well....” Neville squirmed with obvious discomfort.
“It”s only usable against men. It shreds their testicles and drags its veins through their body under their skin. It is unbearable painfully, usually fatal, frequently leaves them impotent, almost always sterilizes them. Unless cured quickly enough, and thats usually only a matter of minutes.”
Ginny said.
“Wow, how do you know so much about it?” Seamus asked.
“I cast it on Fred once.” She said somewhat ashamed. Both of the boys stopped in their tracks and stared at Ginny. “He was tormenting me about being in love with Harry, He made me so mad I couldn’t see straight. Fortunately mom was right there and knew what to do to save Fred. I could have killed him or maimed him for life. Even so he was not himself for months. Priscilla deserved what she got.”

“I don’t know, still, shouldn’t the Carrows have taken her off somewhere the dungeon maybe, instead of discipline her right there in front of the whole class.” Seamus questioned.
“It was meant to send a message to the rest of us Gryffindors. ‘Don’t mess with the deatheaters kids.’” Neville said.
Meanwhile a scantly clad Priscilla was struggling to clean her blood up in the empty class room. She was so engaged in her task she didn’t notice Crabbe and Goyle enter. “Expelliarmus” said Crabbe. “Accio cloak” said Goyle at the same time.
The wand flew from Priscilla’s hand as did the traveling cloak Alecto Carrow had loaned her was ripped off her leaving her unarmed and nude alone in a room with Crabbe and Goyle. Shame and fear fought for dominance in Priscilla’s soul as she tried to cover herself with her hands. Seeing the wands in their hands and looking at the leer on their faces fear had won. Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other and chuckled and snorted. Crabbe raised his wand “Aculeus” Priscilla jumped as the hex hit her thigh. “My turn” Goyle snorted “Aculeus” Priscilla’s left breast and arm covering it burst out into swollen mess from the hex. Over and over the two thugs used the same sting hex until Priscilla was so swollen head to toe that she could not be recognized as human any longer. Snorting and chuckling they continued until Alecto Carrow walked in on them.
“What in Merlin’s name is going on here?” She exclaimed.
“Just teaching the little git a lesson about raising a wand to one of our own.” Goyle said.
“When where you two hired as a teachers here at Hogworts?” Alecto Carrow responded.
“Um, ah-I-ah...I mean” stuttered Goyle
“Discipline and education is my job, and it seems you two are in much need of both.”
“Uh, oh.” murmured Crabbe.
“We’re in trouble” responded Goyle.
“You better believe it, Young- Mr. Goyle,” turning from the two to the doorway she yelled “Filch!” he was only seconds away.
“Yes Mistress” he said with that creepy voice of his. All the while stealing glances at Priscilla.
“Take Crabbe and Goyle here to the dinning hall. Chain them on to the wall nearest the Slytherin table with them facing the wall then inform House Slytherin that the entire house’s presence is required in the dinning hall.” she finished but Filch stood silently staring at Priscilla “AT ONCE Mr. Filch!”
“Oh, yes madam, yes, as you ordered,” he said snapping out of it and ushering the boys out as they protested ‘but we’re Slytherin’ to no avail.
“Here lets get you to the meda nurse.” Alecto Carrow said gently wrapping Priscilla in a cloak and picking her up.
Later on that evening. The Slytherin table was packed. Most of the houses were wondering what was going on usually you did not see all the Slytherins together except at the feasts or the sorting ceremony. The headmaster stepped up to the podium and addressed everyone “ I would like, to draw your attention to the top wall above the Slytherin table.” He turned to them. Two students were chained up where all the house tables could see them. Snape now seemed to be addressing the Slytherins. “Earlier on this evening they decided to inflict their own justice for their fathers political agenda. As I have had said this is neutral territory , an institution of learning. They, however, seemed to think because they were Slytherin-- the rules did not apply to them. The Carrows-- had already taken action against the harm inflicted on Cassius and further action - - was not needed, nor warranted. Discipline”Snape paused, “is the Carrows job. - Not any students. Revenge, though an admirable goal, Will not be perused on these grounds. Your fellow students, have disgraced you. I will not tolerate actions against other students - - on any grounds. This is far too severe, an offense - to simply deduct points from the house cup. These two Slytherins will be - magically punished. They will then be brought to the forward to- be- flogged by Filch until every Slytherin- has- left- the hall. I do not think any further explanation- is necessary."
The Carrows stepped forward sending sting jinxs and cutting hexes. The slashes were much deeper then Priscilla. They did not groin or yelp but after they became a blooded spec on the wall their robes falling from them they started to sob quietly. When the Carrows had grow tired they dissolved the chains levitated the boys down. They were bleeding head to toe. They slipped robes on them while Filch set up a pair of stocks. When they were dragging the two forward the other students gasped to find the boys in question were Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe. The only thing marring their face was three cuts. The blood had started to dry on them when the Carrows placed them in the stocks then Ravensclaws were looking at Snape he nodded and they pleated them with lettuce and rotten oranges and lemons. At that point Crabbe started to sob loudly. Filch cut the robes from their backs physically ripping the backs of the fabric open and then went to grab a horse whip. He smiled maliciously and hugged the whip “Just like in the good ol days.” he cackled. He threw the whip back landing it skillfully on Goyle’s back. Goyle screamed in pain. Filch let in another blow to his lower back. Goyle howled out in pain. A group of Slytherins in the front decided to leave to the sneers of their peers. Filch let another blow fall on Goyle before laying into Crabbe who had started to fall apart with shame. By the time all the Slytherins had left the hall Crabbe looked like a thing of ground meat. Goyle was only slightly in better shape.
When we left off yesterday. Tom aka The Great Dark Lord Voldemort was awaiting Bane’s response to his generous offer. The wards were loudly wavering. Lucius got up from eating a late breakfast and put down his daily profit. He went to the gate. Tobias stood their with a worried look on his face.
“Lucius I need to talk to Voldemort right now.” Tobias stated his face worn.
“The Dark Lord does not like to be awakened. He will not be pleased about being disturbed.” He addressed the wizard pointedly. “He will probably be infuriated.”
“The Dark Lord will be even more disturbed if he does not get what have to tell him. Now!” Tobias said sternly.
“Very well, this way.” they went to the west wing.
Voldemort had just awoke to find a purple and green ribbon tied to his wand. He was annoyed. His robe was laid on the night side table with compromising pictures of his death eaters strode all over it. As he scanned over his room there were pictures of his death eaters and their families in bed, in the shower, in other compromising situations laid here and there all over his room. He drifted into his private bathroom it was the same, pictures hanging everywhere. As he pondered a picture hanging on the bathroom mirror of Bellatrix feeling her own breasts next to one of Roldolpus masturbating wondering how even Bane had managed all this with out being noticed. There came a knock on his door.
He opened the door slipping out his eyes glaring red coals.
“What is it!?” He asked. Lucius took a step back.
Tobias wavered “My Lord.” He held up a dildo with the same purple and green ribbon tied around it. Just as the one on the wand Voldemort carried in his hand.
“I found this on my daughters bed. She had been stripped nude in her sleep. And there were pictures.” Tobias pulled pictures from a robe pocket. He startled when the dark lord burnt the ribbon from around his wand with a shake of his hand and igniting a spark of green flame. Lucius had backed around a near by corner.
“What’s the meaning of this? My lord.”
“It means we have Bane’s answer.” he started to walk down the hall beaconing Tobias to follow.
“Lucius” he called
“Yes, my lord” Lucius responded poking his head around the corner.
“Perhaps, as my host, you could explain how Bane managed to violate the sanctity of my bed chambers while I rested under your roof?” Voldemort snarled at Lucius.
“My Lord” said Lucius bowing to Voldemort “If I was able to protect those under my roof from Bane. Why would I have gone to you begging your protection over my family all those years ago. And now stripped of even a wand. How exactly do you propose, I protect you from Bane?”
Voldemort snorted in impotent rage. “We are entering a crucial time. If we are to win this war we must find a way to stall Bane. He has lost patience with us and is about to move against us. He is cunning and devious enough to cripple us. Eliminating him will not be an easy task. It would take far to much of our time and resources giving the opposition ample opportunity to get their act together. Mounting a counter attack we might not recover from.” after thinking for a few seconds “In fact I’m sure we would not recover, no if we are to win, we must stall Bane.”
“But my Lord. What does Bane want?” Tobias asked
“Victims.” Voldemort answered “And not just any victims Bane has ...uhm ....refined appetites Lucius here and his family would work.” He said glaring at Lucius who smiled back knowing he had just backed Voldemort into a corner where he could not allow his family to be hurt by either Voldemort himself or Bane without seeming weak. “Or the Granger witch.”he hissed, “someone who will present enough of a challenge and personal interest to keep him occupied till we finish the resistance”
“My lord, if I maybe so bold.” Inquired Lucius “Why don’t we give him someone expendable, someone we have easy access too, someone that will hurt the opposition, someone close to both the boy and the Granger witch, someone who will not only keep him occupied but serve our ends at the same time?”
Voldemort looked at Lucius as if he was a slug crawling on the dinner table “And where prey tell do you suggest we find such a miracle victim?” He asked with sarcasm dripping from every word.
“At Hogwarts, Of course, The youngest Weasley child. Ginny Weasley, She is romantically involved with the boy, Is his best friend’s sister, and is the Granger witch’s best friend.” Lucius answered smugly.
Voldemort laughed “Lucius that is quite possibly the most evil, vicious underhanded idea I have heard in decades. It just might work.”
“I only live to serve my lord” Lucius answered rather pleased with himself.
“Come Tobias we have work to do...I must speak with the Carrows we need to come up with a story to keep Snape in the dark...I would rather my most trusted servant not know of Bane and what we must do, I fear he would not understand.” He and Tobias began to leave. Lucius smiled it had proved to be a profitable morning for him after all. Then Voldemort turned back to him
“Oh by the way, Lucius, Trusted Godfather to my child,” Lucius’s face fell and clinched his hands slightly. “Was my child male or female?”
“I....I..I never found out my lord. The Order of the Phoenix secreted her away before she gave birth as you well remember My lord” Lucius responded.
“I appointed you with one and only one task back in those distant days, Lucius, I was tied up finishing off the opposition to win the war. We had to crush the Potters...as you do well recall. The verry names James and Lillian Potter was enough to send most of my Death Eaters running. As you well know. I had to destroy them myself. No easy task even for me. Finding them took all my energy. I had to entrust what I thought was my most capable servant the easy and vital task of finding my child. So even after all these years you still don’t, even know my child’s gender. My what a concerned, attentive, and capable Godfather my child has. What a fortunate child.” He hissed in disgust. Then he turned and left with Tobias. Lucius, his shoulders slumped over wearily walked his way to the liqueur cabinet.
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