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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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Voldemort sat in Lucius’ study pondering his next move. He would have to talk to Snape in person at some point to smooth the plan out. He has already set the Carrows to catching the youngest Weasley child and making an excuse to get her handed over to Bane with out Snape finding out, but he will not like the matter none the less.
Bane did not seem to happy with the compromise but was willing to take him up on it since it would be a challenge . It would be better then the muggles and wizards he had been rapidly going though lately. He leaned his head to the side patting Nagini. “What a Waste.” he said in Parseltongue. Nagini nodded. Even with their blood traitor status they still would be useful for breeding if nothing else. The Weasleys are an old and in some circles respected pure blood family. If Bane only went after muggles this would not be a problem. He looked over at the muggle teen on the floor she was huddled in the corner after Bane had taken his frustrations out on her. Bane had been raping her during his meeting. Then he took his leave. Told him to do what he wanted with the girl. The girl was only slightly breathing now. He issued Nagini to eat her and set into deep thought. What was he missing about his old friend? What actually made him tick? He had known Bane pretty much his entire life. Had meet him in that accursed home for wayward boys...it was what they call a juvenile detention center today. Elijah had been his only friend, they were like brothers. United in their suffering and hatred for everyone else. Bane had always just been Bane to him. He had assumed the rape was a result and way of coping with the sexual abuse Elijah had endured as a child. It always seemed distasteful to him but he had just accepted it as something his friend did. But now ...It was no longer avoidable. The world just was not big enough for them both. With conflict inevitable with someone as powerful and cunning as Bane He could not afford to make any mistakes. Now he knew his previous assumptions concerning Bane’s methods and motives were superficial and lacking of real understanding. What truly drove his friend, what was his true objective? Well he would have to find out and only one person came to mind on this matter. He would meet with her after his temper cooled a bit. He hated to be wrong, hated that he could not get ahold of Potter, and Bane was getting on his last nerves with his demands and insinuations. Worse Bane had a point.
How many of my most useful agents are only in my camp because of fear of Bane. With the problems with the resistance and making no progress with that accursed Potter. Just how many would jump ship with the threat of Bane removed. And now, Bane wanted his people free from the new laws and immune from persecution. He had no choice but to let Bane’s followers off the line as part of the deal. Bane had already started moving his key people into the country from that primitive uncivilized wilderness they call America. They were going to be a major problem until he could get rid of Bane once and for all. Even if the Plan to keep Bane, occupied, with the Weasley child worked and kept him out of Europe till this was over. A small knock at the door informed him of his guest and broke him out of his thoughts.
“Come in.” she was skittish. Her head was bowed not daring to look him in the eye. You get more with the appropriate amount of respect. He had not touched her son for a reason. Both of the Malfoys would do anything for family. Anything.
“Take a seat My Dear. I need to speak with you about something you would know much about.”
She keep looking at the floor as she went over to the chair adjacent the desk and sat down.
“What can I do for you My Lord?” Narcissa asked without taking her eyes from the floor. She feared the worst.
“It occurred to me that I do not understand my old friend Elijah Bane, nearly so well as I should. You have proven time and time again to be a most cunning witch. Thus you are also well aware that tension between myself and Bane is growing to a dangerous point. I need to know what makes him tick. Understand his methods and the reasons behind them. I can not afford to miscalculate. You have suffered more at his hands than any other in my confidence other than perhaps your sister, and her perceptions on the matter can not be trusted.”
“I think, I understand My Lord” Narcissa responded glancing up at Lord Voldemort. Uncomfortable she shifted in her seat. “Bane is ....um...” She hesitated glancing at Lord Voldemort uncertain of how far to go, the last thing she needed now was to offend him.
“My Dear. I am well aware Bane is... the most demented soul in this...land. Do you not think his habits sickens me. I have never understood the desire- for rape. If it is to produce an exceptional heir- then- I could understand but rape for the sake of rape, It is ....unnatural.”
“Its not about the rape with Bane, My Lord, rape is just a means to an even darker end. Bane wants to rip every shred of humanity, every ounce of self respect, every tear, every hope from his victims till they no longer even remember what decency means. Till they no longer have anything left inside them, Bane’s ultimate goal with his victims is to strip them inch by inch of their self worth, then allow them to kill themselves. Simply because they have no value left in their own minds. “ she paused glancing at Voldemort to see if she had said too much, when it became apparent that this was what he wanted to hear she continued. “Normally Bane haunts his victims. Returning over and over. When they are alone and vulnerable. He leaves no sign of his attacks. tending to use muggle means when stalking a witch or wizard as the ministry has very limited means to track or uncover muggle tactics and completely under values their usefulness. Against muggles he is just the opposite relying very heavily on magic as it leaves no sign in the muggle world. He keeps coming back like a nightmare you can’t escape from. Worse no one believes its even happening. He likes to catch you in your bed with your family just down the hall, or the bathroom at the theater. He makes you believe he can get to you anywhere, anytime, and no one can help. He degrades you till you no longer see yourself as having any worth.”
“Hmmm ....what of those he keeps hostage?” Voldemort asked pondering what she had said.
“Ah yes,” Narcissa began “Bane keeps no permanent home. He lives like a phantom. He tends to take over a victims homes. Holding them as slaves....no, worse than slaves...keeping him amused while he is not out tormenting someone else. Most give up on even hoping for the release of death before Bane grows bored enough with them to allow them to kill themselves. A worse monster than Bane the world has never seen.”
“I begin to see,” Voldemort said scratching at his chin in an effort to encourage her to continue.
“He also delights in going after your friends and family.....Bane’s intended target is not always, his victim...all to often, his real target is someone who cares for the one he is tormenting. Its suffering and anguish that really gets him off. The more pain he can cause and the further it spreads the harder he gets Literally.” she paused struggling with her memories at the moment. She startles as Voldemort pour her a cup of tea from the warming tray.
“Take your time. It’s necessary. I understand the scope of our current situation.” He encourages her to continue. She sips her tea. Holding it. Looking deep within the cup.
“He enjoys finding what you like and dislike. Turning what you may other wise find enjoyable into a horrid memory. He does not want you to just feel pain. He wants to get into your very soul and twist it. With most people. Women in general. Sex is a perfect tool. He sometimes sees something in someone. That is how he picks his followers. The enlightened he once called them. He thinks of himself more as a god teaching the ones he thinks will get his views of the world and destroying the souls that will not bend or understand what the world really is.” She sets her cup on the desk. “Like most psychotic monsters. How he sees himself and how he really is ...is very different. He considers himself to be the most enlightened man alive....the one who has pierced the veil ... His followers come in three types....The ones he has tormented till they break and become as vile as he is...the ones who simply have given up all hope of anyone being able to stop Bane and have accepted the one inevitable truth of dealing with Bane, things can always get worse. They serve Bane simple to keep things from getting worse for themselves and those they care for.”
“and the third type” Voldemort said.
“Thrill seekers, Perverts, Sex obsessed groupies who see him as some form of living sex god, Dionysus in the flesh as it were. Some are monsters other, well intended deluded idiots with no clue who he is or what they have gotten into....the biggest problem you will have with his followers will be telling one type from the other. They can seem very much the same on the surface but the first two will die before failing Bane. Type one loves him. Type 2 has given up but type 3 if you can identify them can be persuaded to turn on him.”
“That could prove useful.” Voldemort said.
“Remember Bane is at heart, a sadist. Its pain he is after, not power, wealth, sex, or even death. Pain, hopelessness, and despair. In the Muggle world he likes to pick Stars ...people other muggles idolize so by destroying them, driving them to self destruction, he shows millions the hopelessness of the world. By hurting one he hurts so many more. Pain is what drives him, Pain is what he lusts after, Pain is his magic. Pain spreading out like ripples on a pond. With witches and wizards. I am not sure what drives him into picking a particular victim. My Lord. It has never made sense to me why he picks who he picks among us.”
“Very well, this has been most insightful. You may leave My Dear.” she starts to exit the study.
“Oh, please tell Lucius to quite his little drunken out burst.” She looked down at her feet.
“Yes, my Lord. Thank you for being so patient with him.” He smiled just as she looked up which probably unnerved her but he did not need her husband getting out of hand. Even with out a wand the man was dangerous. He had debated about relenting on his orders for him not to obtain another one. But it was too risky. He has become afraid and the fear there would keep the patriarch from any heavy plotting. Bane was become a major thorn in more ways then one.
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Hogwarts castle: It is night fall. Ginny, Cash, and Neville have made there way to restricted section of the library with only a minor incident. Luck may have it. It had been a Slytherin prefect. Cash’s quick thinking using his aunts influence quickly dispelled the situation as he pushed the others behind a tapestry.
Neville went to the far most corner.
“It’s here. These files.” he told them as he pulled back the soft leather covering slightly.
“Shush.” Cash quickly cast a silencing spell.
“We do not need any more intruders. I may not be able to get out of things as quickly as I did earlier.”
“Sorry.” Neville said. Rolling the cover over the tops of the file cabinet.
“I’ll make things more private for a few hours.” Ginny started to cast spells
“This herb is working great Neville I can see all the words on the page like it was day.” Cash said amazed. He had heard of day lilies but usually it was very limited magic.
“Well most of your day lily have been cross breed with muggle breeds of lily. You have to get it just right to get them this perfect. Not like I am saying I breed anything perfect. I mean umm. Its the soil really.” He started rambling on about Herbology. Cash just smiled at Ginny and let him talk as though he found it most interesting.
“There that should give us a few hours. I been practicing some anti-detections charms for the past two years.” she walked back to Cash who was flipping through the files getting how they had been laded out.“ Now we can get started.”
“No locks or charms to set an alarm but they are magically labeled and I do not want to risk placing a charm to revel them. It may set off some of the other alarms in here.” Cash stated.
He looked over at her, “By the way Red it’s ‘murum invisibilem’ not ‘eonum invisibilem’. We used the charm on our village.”
“Merlin’s Beard. I knew. I should have taken that one up with Hermione. She was helping me practice.” Ginny sighed.
“It’s alright. Not an important one.” Cash smirked.
“You could have corrected me. Before I finish casting it. I could have stopped the spell and recast it.” Ginny looked at him with the same look she gave Cash that told him when he was making a right smart arse of himself.
“As I said. Not important. We are taken to be overly wary.” Cash stated making sure the top.
“We should be overly wary. Given that they had Seamus hanging in the dungeons this morning. For questioning the Carrows decisions.” Neville said shaken.
“Yeah things are getting out of hand. Will not be long until Snape loses control of the school.” Cash replied.
“I would not trust Snape. Dumbledore trusted him and look what happened. In the end he betrayed him.” Ginny said with disgust.
“He the only one looking out for our well being besides McGonagall. Who unlike the rest of the professors that are not doing anything because they are not sure what to do. I was not here when the incident happened. I just call it like I see it. Snape does not like what is happening.” Ginny gave him an angry look. “Oh, I am not getting into this with you again. Let us get started! We do not have all night.” Cash retorted.
“Alright then we will discuss it later, again. You should not place you trust in him. It will only end badly.” She withdrew a scroll from her cloak. Unrolling it with he wand. “Everyone that has come to trust him have come to regret it.”
“Let it go, Red. What is the first name on that list you got from Fred and George? I will pull the file. Adrian Fox. His name is Alexander Williams now according to this.” He started to search for the file.
“Blimey Bastards, the files are not by year. They are all by name. It will take use forever at this point,” Ginny and Neville interrupted with laughter.
“Just make sure to open the file slightly so we do not chance setting an alarm off.” Ginny step up closer to the filing cabinet.
“Accio file Alexander Williams.” at that 5 files fly forward to Ginny. She levitates them into her hands stacking them neatly.
“Alright now I feel stupid.” Cash growled out.
“It’s okay mate. You just not use to the way things are done in the magical world, yet.” Neville reassured Cash.
“Why did they move the files to the restricted section before the old head master died anyways? I mean the record hall were they keep the students records are untouched.”
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“Don’t know. The main records hall is near the trophy room maybe they did not want people to gain quick assess to these files.” Neville looked at Ginny quizzically.Who had just sorted out the file they needed.
“I do not have a clue why Dumbledore would have moved them. I mean. He did not know the death eaters would gain access to the school. This is the file we are looking for and I know from the person who filed this, that they have to be a death eaters kid. Also we visited them three times in the muggle world. We had tea with Mr. and Mrs. Williams in Bristol. Bill said it is were my dad got his obsession of muggle things from. They had visited them often shortly before I was born.”
“Who issued the enrollment?” Neville asked.
“My dad did.” Ginny replied.
“What was he scored by the way?” Neville asked.
“He was scored a five. Got sorted into Hufflepuff” Ginny replied.
“Scored? What is a score? I mean he went to muggle school right?” Cash asked.
“Oh, to enroll in Hogwarts. Someone has to send in a score of how likely they are to have magical aptitude even on muggleborns. That is why you never got your letter.” She looked over at Cash sadly.
“I don’t think think my squib guardians liked wizards much.” Cash stated. “Next file.”
“Iris Hollybower. I can’t make the other name out there is stain here. Merlin George I said this was important. Can’t read the first name. Last name, is... Oh, great. The last name is Green. That going to be many many files.”
“Hand it over Red see If I can make it out.” Cash issued her to hand the scroll over. She passed it to him and staring hard at the paper he came up with it.
“It’s Helena.” Cash passed the scroll back.
“Accio Helena Green.” Ginny waved her wand. But when she did a glittering red smoke issued from the files. Cassius cast a quick spell to dispel the plume.
“What was that?” Cash said with a fearful look on his face.
“It just stopped me from using the Accio Spell. The add effect is to draw attention. There may be other spells attached. If a suspended alarms was added we could get caught. Guess this may not be as easy as we thought. But I can use a charm that will not set off a spell like this. It just shortens the files. My dad uses this on classified files.” She waved her wand. “There now the files should be from Gr-Gry.”
“I wonder if any of Gryffindor’s kids went here? Did even have kids?” Neville said smiling.
“Of course Gryffindor had kids. Merlin Neville. Some say over half the wizards alive are related to him.” Ginny stated smiling back at Neville.
“Lets have a look then.” Neville opened the files and moved a file roller into place.
“Just image if this had been a detention assignment it would take ages to do this by hand.”
Ginny shook her head as the files rolled almost half the length of the room.
“Alright then. Lets see. Hey, it’s Hermiones File.” Neville picked up the file and eyes went wide.
“You alright, mate?” Cash Asked.
“Lucius Malfoy vouched for Hermione.” Neville gulped.
“Neville that is not odd. We just found out that the manor house is somewhere close to her parents place. Wizards are required by law to report suspicion of magical talent. If he had not reported her magic talent he could have gotten into trouble something at the time that the Malfoys could not afford to do.” Ginny stated snidely. With a look like she had just stepped in Flobberworm mucus.
“No, it. Is, not that. It is,the,the, score.” Neville shuddered.
“Well.What about it? mate.” Cash tryed to get Neville to proceed.
“He, he, scored her a ten,” Neville said, “Gran only scored me a three and that was after I bounced.”
“You mean after your parents throw you out the window.” Cash scowled. “I am seeing more and more why my guardians did not like the wizarding community much. And your on the side of light to boot.”
Ginny sat there flabbergasted after Neville’s statement. “What do mean scored her a ten?”
“Well it all worked out I bounced. Besides, they did think I was squib.” Neville stated matter of fact.
“My point exactly.” Cash said as Neville gave him a blank stare. Cash throw up his hands and walked over to the files sorting through them. Mumbling. He does not see anything wrong with a baby being throw out a window. Yeah, of course it’s a squib. Makes prefect ding dong sense. To throw away a baby.
Ginny walked over to Neville touching his shoulder.
“What do you mean scored her 10? Let me look at it. Maybe it was a one and the ink smuggled.” she looked at the paper while Neville tried to catch what Cash was all digunteled over. Cash keep on. It’s just a squib. Who cares. Throw it into the muggle world hope it can cope. As far as we are concerned it can get run over by the bus that dropped ‘em off. No skin off our provable teeth. Bunch of stuck up jerks. He continued to mumble about his discontent of wizarding world.
“Well, how about this brilliant piece of muggle logic. The kids a freak. We think he has powers lets tie his to stake and burn him alive. Or if we suspect he just might have powers tie a rock to him and throw ‘em in the ocean if he drown we knows he innocent. If he survives he has powers and we’ll set fire to ‘em.” Neville said angrily. Cash was about to stalk up to Neville when Ginny got in between them.
“Enough boys, we don’t have time for which world is crueler muggle or wizard. We need to move on. I can’t believe Draco’s Father gave Hermione a ten. He would been discredited or worse given who he is. If he had been wrong. But it’s not an error. He wrote everything down with a peacock pen designed to be elegant. I just don’t get it.”
“I know. Floored me as well. I mean. Harry is the only ten in 50 years that I know of. Because of the powerful magic as a baby. He was already showing signs of magical ability. I mean. What would have prompted Mr. Malfoy to grade her so high? The most he should have given her was an 8 and thats saying something.” Neville said confused.
“What’s the scale for ability? If he really thought she was powerful and from what you said she seems to be. Why would he not. Besides bigotry.” Cash questioned.
“It’s aptitude. Not skill at it or power. A ten is with out a doubt and no room for error that the child is magic. If he had scored her a eight someone would have come by to check to see if she had magic but with a score of ten they would not even bother. They would just send the letter. No investigation, no nothing ,and if she had show up at the school with no magic he would have been taken into the ministry for an inquiry. No one would of trusted his word again and though Lucius Malfoy is a slimy git. No one wants their word to be dismissed in the magical community. Not to mention he would have become a laughing stock everyone would snicker behind his back.”
“Well as mysterious as that is. Hermione is an exceptional muggleborn. Not a death eater orphan. Green, Helena. Stay focused.” Cash replied. Ginny put the file back. and walked up to the Greens files while Neville had fell to the back of the files. It took most of five minutes to sort through them to find the file they were looking for.
“Here we are. Helena Green. She is in my year. Sorted into slytherin. Place of origin Holyhead. Enrollment was placed by Greg Ashberry. I am not sure on this one. I never had a any dealings with an Ashberry.”
“There was a note on the scroll. Maybe you should have read it. May have been important. You think.” Cash stated.
“Your such a jerk. Alright. It says. That some of the people enlisted in enrollment may be friends of the family, people the order in trusted with the task, and family twice or thrice removed in order to keep them a secret. Remember back to when me and Fred were speckie gits to remember some people and places. Also it could be a long haul through the family albums at a latter date so write down anyone whom you can not confirm. P.S. Be careful. Mom would have George’s other ear if she found out we helped you go on this quest yourself. Good luck.”
“Well getting to meet some of the people we have on call when they discussed moving Harry by polyjuice potion. It maybe that he was one of Ted Tonks friends. Andromeda and Ted keep a low profile. They have a tight group of several people around them that have generation of squibs in the family. Many of which form their own towns. Well I put this on a maybe. We will inquire more later. Next name is Damon Gosforth, Malic Goldenrin, Peter Gaspar.”
“Huh??” Cash looked at Ginny.
“Some of this have multiple suspects as to who they may be.” Ginny grimist.
“Great.” Cash shook his head.
Ginny drew the files. Looking them over. A few minutes later.
“Found him Thomas Drake is Malic Goldenrin. Slytherin. He was enrolled by my mother’s cousin. Flora Prewett. She has never been to Hogwarts. I am sure it’s him. The others were enrolled by family members.”
“Okay Calpurnia Goodlucke. Pat Galloway. Lucrissa Gilling.” Ginny called out.
“Ginny two of these girls never made it back to school. They were taken from the train.” Cash stated worried.
“Which two? Calpurnia Goodlucke and Lucrissa Gilling. The Slytherins were talking about it. Said both were suppose to be half bloods. They started to. Well really not they, more like Parkinson and Blase had started talk about mudbloods being sorted into Slytherin but claiming half blood status.”
“You think they maybe singled out?” Neville asked. He had been looking over papers in the corner near the cabinet.
“I have not seen them do so, not yet. But they have been well, meaner to some and questioning others.” Cash said.
“ Lets pull these files shall we see if the girl left maybe one of the death eaters kids.” Cash pulled the files.
“I am not sure but I think Calpurina Goodlucke maybe Susan Swann. I think this is Kings old nickname from school. It would not matter. The magical signature would be his since he signed it that way but it would have faded by now. Cash are they looking for the other kids?” Ginny said with worry in her voice.
“They had been earlier. But not now. They stopped looking. Other priorities took precedence.” Cash stated.
“Then I suggest we do not let this list fall into their hands. They may round all of them up. It’s getting late we will be back tomorrow.” Ginny, Neville, and Cash packed up and trekked back to Gryffindor tower.
Later that evening during supper Cash noted an occurrence while Neville talked about being related to Gryffindor. Since Sylvia Longbottom had married Marcus Bowen which turned out to be Gryffindor’s second cousin. Turns out you had to file a family history with the School in the time of the founders.
“As interesting as that is and all. Neville I will have to catch you later for the rest. I have going intervene.” He pointed in the direction of the Slytherin table.
“ Intervene in what? Cash you sit back down.” Ginny said. Scanning the Slytherin table trying not to obvious about it. Then she saw it. A Slytherin look like to be in 6th year had been forcibly sat down in between Crabbe and Goyle. He looked as though he had bruises all up and down his arms even from where Ginny sat. From the way he was sitting it was not the only areas bruised.
“Who is it?” Ginny asked.
“Don’t know. But I am not going to let the goon squad beat on him. Those two trolls have gotten out of hand lately. No one care enough to notice.” Cash jumped up disappearing into a crowd of Gryffindors that were finished eating and leaving the Great hall.
“Here we go again. Does he think he can stop Crabbe and Goyle by himself.” Ginny was about to get up to get Cash’s back when she noted that Acto Carrow was staring at her and sat back down in the place Cash had been sitting.
A moment later there was a commotion that caught both the Carrows attending. Snape looked up from his book he was reading while eating. Cash had sunk Crabbe and Goyle into the beach and made off with the young wizard before anyone had noticed.
“The Carrows walked over. Who did this?” they looked at the Slytherin table all of them looking at one another to see if they had know what happened. “Okay if no one will come forward you will all be spending some time in the dueling hall learning some discipline. We will not have practical jokes like these being pulled. I also think the school could us some improvements.”
Suddenly a recognisable long draw out voice spoke up. Not paying attention most of the students did not see him move.
“And who said it was your place to make such improvements.” Snape stood with his arms crossed into his robes.
“Of course we would run it by you first head master. Remember what we spoke before. I still think it would be a good idea.” Snape cut her off.
“As I said before this is not Dumbstrum this is Hogwarts. The children do not require such discipline as that.”
“But head master in these times I think we need such changes.” Snape turned away from her.
“Not another word.” he made his way to the Gryffindor table. Ginny tried not to act nervous.
“Mr. Longbottom. I need some supplies from Prof. Sprout please secure them for me. Don’t make me regret my decision. I hope you can do so with out bungling it. Head there after dinner. Take this pass. You’re probably are going to need assistance. Given your aptitude. As many as you need. That is all.” With that he walked out of the great hall. Ginny noticed he had tucked his robes in as to walk more quietly. Snape had glanced over at Parkinson with disdain and there was something else. Which made Ginny giggle inside. Parkinson had made a move on him. Only one other had even dared. Snape like You Know Who was not a very sexual being.
“Yes, sir, I will.” Neville said to Snape’s back. Confounded.
“I don’t think he asked, Neville.” Ginny smiled. “Me and Cash will help you. Did he give you a list of what he needs.”
“Uh. Yeah, it is right here with the pass. It’s an herbal ingredient list. It says to pick up jars before going to the green house.”
“Great. Snape just gave us a hall pass to be out late.” They hooked up with Cash later in the day. Ginny told them not to pick up the jars and when they got to the green house she apologized to Prof. Sprout for not picking up the jars. Snape had not made the instructions clear. The told her they would lock up for her.
“Okay we will sneak into the library an hour and then take the ingredients to Snape’s stores.” They made it into the library restricted section with out being stopped.
“Alright, Henrietta Ingels and Grace Iceland.” Cash pulled the files and Neville keep watch.
“Henriette looks like a possibility. I know Igor Pennyworth. He is squib that has worked with the Order before. Grace’s vouchee was Dumbledore. They are both Slytherins. Can’t rule out either one.” She wrote down the information.
“Is that it for this file?” Cash asked.
“Yes we are. The next is Henry Kind.”
“Alright, lets skip to P.” I have a sneaking suspicion that the boy that Crabbe and Goyle was beating on is one of our missing kids.”
“What is his name?"Ginny asked.
“Regulus Puckman.” Cash said.
“Sounds magical.” Neville said. Ginny looked down the list.
“Well I guess hidden in plain sight was what they went for there are two names here. Regulus Puckman and James Palmer.” Cash pulled the files.
“Well, Cash your were correct. R.J. Lupin signed. Real name is Draconis Regulus Lancaster England. To the care takers Myrtle and Barns Puckman Castle Lancaster. Nice.” Ginny said. Neville shook his head.
“Not getting into this. We only have an hour.” Neville walked over to the files. “Found your crush.” He said smiling back at Ginny.
“Put Harry’s file back,” Ginny said blushing.
“Hey wow. Did you know Snape sent in his enrollment?” Neville said after opening the file.
“Snape? Why would Snape have sent it in? He does not even like Harry.” Ginny looked at Neville like he had grown an extra head.
“Yeah, there is two addresses as well. The original has The room behind the east bookcase. Spinners End, Cokeworth last house on the row. The update has cupboard under the stairs 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging, Surrey.” Neville amazed. After pregnant silence.
“Wait just one minute. Are you saying that Harry was staying with Snape? What is the date?”Ginny said.
“Nov. 2, 1981. That just a few days after his parents died.” Neville said.
“That means Snape was in the Potters house right after James and Lily Potter were murdered.” Ginny said drop jawed. “When is the update?”
“Nov. 9, 1981. Snape had Harry in his care for a whole week.” Neville was trying to cope with this information when Cash suddenly spoke.
“Some bad guy taking care of baby of a man he despised for a whole week. He had a torn up picture in his office. It had James Potter and Lily Evans with a date. It just had a red headed woman in it.”
“That would be Harry’s mother.” Ginny informed Cash.
“Carrying a torch I would say.” Cash looked over at her. He had taken a file out of the cabinet.
Handing it over to her.
“Just because he has a loving side does not make him dependable.” She snatched the file out of his hand.
“What ever you say Red. No one is truly evil or truly good. It’s what we choose to do with our life that counts.”
“I think Henry can be crossed off the list. He is not who they think he is. As a matter of fact his mother enrolled him.” Ginny reached out for Cash to take the file.
“Since we still have P open Elisabeth Palmer and the other in Miriam Cod.” Cash got the files. Ginny opened it.
“Real name Glinda Blackwell. Elisabeth Palmer is signed in by Emmeline Vance." Ginny giggled. “Tree house in the side yard. 32 32 shire way Glasgow. She must have loved that tree house for her letter to have been sent there. Sorted into Slytherin.”
“This would be a lot faster. If we did not have to shorten the file instead of accio them. Our times up.” Ginny said.
They snuck out into the hallway. half way down the hall they were stopped.
“Out rather late we are.” Professor Amycus said.
“We are running an errand for the head master.” Neville showed him the pass he had. He was nervous so were the rest of them but trying hard not to let it show.
“Well, get on with it then. Someone my think your up to something.” he looked over at Ginny. “If you doddle in the halls too long.” The male Carrow went walking down the hall as his sister stepped out of an alcove.
“I don’t like this. I have a bad feeling.”Cash said looking at Neville and Ginny with worry written on his face.
They finished up there first assignment for Snape. Some of the herbs would not be collected until tomorrow during the full moon.
The stepped back into the portrait of the fat lady. Neville and Ginny plopped down near the fire place in the common room.
“Night guys see you tomorrow.” Cash said walking up the stairs to the boys dorms.
“What do you think about Snape intending to keep Harry? And what could have changed his mind?” Neville asked.
“I don’t know Neville. It’s confusing,” Ginny got up and slow trekked up the stairs turning about toward Neville who was in deep thought, “ Goodnight. Neville get some sleep.”
“Oh, Yeah I will.” Neville looked into the fireplace.
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Their second class was potions. The young wizard named Regulus Puckman or rather Draconis Regulus which Ginny doubted was his last name. Was more beaten up then ever. He needed to go to hospital wing; but his head was held proudly and never flinched even though Ginny was sure he hurt badly. Sometime slytherin pride was a bad thing.
“You can partner with me. I will get the things we need.” She smiled at him. He looked at her gladly. She thought that he did not have to walk to the storage cabinet. She was all too willing to help. After, all the Order had gotten him in a real pinch right now.
“Here you crush the worm wood and add this oil to it after it course. I will add the essence of asphodel when it it is time,” she got the cauldron preheated then she looked over at him. He could barely crush the ingredients. The she noted he was using his left hand and he was not left handed. His right arm and wrist upon looked closer were broken. She did not want to damage his pride but he need medical attention. She did not want him to go it alone. How ever was she going to convince him that he could use help and she would gladly stand by him. Many of the Slytherins had gotten way too arrogant these days. Just then Ginny’s attention was drawn to a couple of Slytherins sitting beside her.
“I am sorry Rose. I did not mean to push you down the stair.” a young wizard with grayish blonde hair stated.
“Just shut up! I don’t need your apologies. You wanted this. I do not. I don’t have a choice. It’s me or my uncle. My uncle can’t even get around much anymore. That’s the reason. Happy! I am not ecstatic about this because I am not like you. Then when I am not overly happy for this honor you push me. What’s next?” Rose snarled at him. A real snarl almost like an animal.
“Miss Bloom and Mr. Puckman the head master is wanting to see you two.” Rose went pale. She looked over at the young wizard horror stricken.
“Clouse. What did you do?” Rose said in whisper.
“I did not do anything! I swear.” Clouse said it. By the time Ginny looked back Regulus had scooted out of the bench and was limping to the class room door. The girl Rose looked back at Clouse with a look of betrayal. Clause looked back with confusion. His mouth hanging open wanting to say more but not finding the words. She grabbed RegulusÂ’ book bag that he had left on the bench and rushed out of the room.
Pansy Parkinson lend forward from in back of Clouse.
“Don’t worry. He will change her mind. He will not let her back out. She will make us, you, proud one way or another.”
“What? What did you do? You little viper.” Clouse said turning red behind the ears. He turned his head to the side to pay attention to Pansy
“It’s alright. I just informed him she need a little persuasion is all.”
“Parkinson. I swear if he hurts her. I am going to hurt you.” He turned to watch Ginny. She had been hiding overhearing the couple by glancing through her hair while crushing her potions mixture together. She was tapped on the shoulder.
“Well, looks like you have not got a partner any more. I am not even attempting my work on my own. Since you have not hardly to start. How about some extra credit.” He said heavy German accent.
“Umm, sure.” Ginny said.
“Thanks. Prof. Slughorn!” He nodded at her. Then got the Professor’s attention. “Could Miss Weasley here help me with my assignment we have lost our partners.
“Oh, of course my boy. Yes. Yes. Miss Weasley is remarkable in her own right. Just instruct her on what to do lad.” Professor Slughorn smiled and then when back on his rounds looking at other potions. Ginny extinguished the flame on her cauldron. Another student that had not cut up there mugwort asked Ginny for hers.
“This is a little more advanced then the potion you chose. I would not be able to do this on my own.” The accent was less pronounced now. It was easy enough. Clouse was a good instructor but Ginny had been nervous the entire time. She was sure they had been talking about something Death Eater involved. She also was worried about Regulus. Things had been heating up at Hogwarts and she worried for his life and well being. When he or Miss Bloom did not show up at supper. She got terrible worried. She told Cash what had happened.
“I know, Clouse. I will talk to him see what he knows. I may have mentioned Regulus broke arm to Snape in passing. He was talking to the Carrows. Then wanted to talk with me alone. Gave me another list for tonight. I’ll go talk with Clouse. Be back before dinner is over.” Cash went to talk with Clouse would promptly moved to the midsection of the Slytherin table that was empty.
In only a few minutes Cash was back at the Gryffindor table.
“He said that his girlfriend had went back to the common room and grabbed her broom. She had been upset and looked like she had been crying. Snape entered their common room and stunned her. Told him to tell people she was not feeling well and went to the hospital wing. Clouse and Blaise were the only ones there. He has not seen her since. He is worried about her. Clouse also informed me he had his next class with Regulus. He was right back. Clouse though he looked a lot better but was still bruised up.” Cash explained in a whisper.
“What do you think happened to Miss Bloom?” Neville asked. “I have Advanced Herbology with her. She was not in class today.”
“Don’t know. Don’t care. She is one of the death eater wannabes that you criticized me for hanging around with ‘em. To be honest, you,were not all wrong.”
Neville sat poking at his food with a fork. “It’s just strange is all.” They spend the rest of the meal in silence.
The three started to walk out of the Great Hall when Hestia Carrow stopped them.
“Thanks for the present. It really cheered me up. Maybe later we could go to Hogsmeade together. On the weekend. You know. Maybe-- see each other during off- period- Friday maybe.” Cash turned to her running his fingers through his hair. Smiling from ear to ear.
“Well. I do not have off period Friday. Catching up and all. But-- The weekend trip to Hogsmeade together. Sure, why not. Could be most enlightening.” He winked at her. She smiled a small smile back at him.
“We will. Make it a D-- an outing, then. I will help you with some more knowledge of- how things are done. Alright, later then.” She stated awkwardly. Then tripped over a loose stone. She hurried down the hall toward the dungeons.
“Looks like someone, likes you. Congratulation are in order. That is hard to do. I feel sorry for her.” Ginny smiled.
“Oh cut it out Red. Many people find me to be a very charming and Suave wizard. Very astute and intelligent” He gloated.
Ginny laughed. What they did not note was that the Carrows were walking down toward them. The Great hall entrance was a sea of students.
“Miss Weasley. Come with us.” Amycus said looking at Ginny.
“What?- I mean. What for.” Ginny said.
“You’re under report of conspiring against the school for the Order of the Phoenix and snatching files from the restricted section of the library for there cause. We found this,” He took out Ginny’s potion book, “in the restricted section. Of which you have not had permission to enter at all this course year."
"These are serious matters. I am afraid Miss Weasley” Alecto said.
“That’s not true. My book was,” Ginny retorted was cut off by Amycus.
“Who was your accomplishes Miss Weasley? Tell us and things, maybe, more -lenient.”
She took a deep breath.
“Only me. I was working alone.” Ginny said.
Alecto smiled.“Come along child.” Ginny follow them leaving Neville and Cash dumbfounded.
They walked down into the dungeons. Amycus splinted off from them locking the door to the empty room. From the looks of it this had once been an old office. Now covered in cobwebs. The only things not covered in dust were two chairs. That had blood stains on them.
“Have a seat.” Alecto said.
Ginny did as she was told very afraid of what was to happen next.
“Let see. What to do with such an insolent child." Alecto tapped her own chin with her wand."
"Get up and kneel.” Accio pointed her wand in front of her. Ginny hesitated.
“Fine. We have a stock of Veritaserum . But if you cooperate -I- will not have need to use it.” Ginny looked at Prof. Alecto. She could read anything from the Professor but was sure she meant it. At least for now. Besides she had a suspicion that Alecto knew that Cash was involved. But they then again. They had already done things to their supporters and maybe even there own already.
Ginny got up kneeling down in front of her. No sense in making this worse.
“Okay now turn around and place your head on the chair.” Alecto stated calmly and almost as if she were bored.
“What?” Ginny asked hesitating Alecto grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head pulling it down to the chair seat.
“Now place arms forward.” Alecto snapped at Ginny. Ginny did so and Accio tied her arms snuggly to the back of the chair legs. Then cut her clothing off of her violently. Leaving a few small scratches in Ginny’s skin. Ginny started to shiver as the cold air hit her skin.
“Ah. Headmaster. We caught our leak. I found this, in the restricted section. She said she was acting alone. Though, I doubt that is the case. We will have to upping our security further.” Ginny heard faintly from out side the door.
“Our Lord -had- said, as much. I have already been -informed- of there being a leak of information from our school to -the Order of the Phoenix-. Do you really believe I do not know everything happening with in these school walls? Although Miss Weasley should have know better.”
"The Weasley are all Non conformist. Head Master.” Amycus said.
“Her brother Percy has been quite reasonable -for a Gryffindor. And shows promise. Her Grandfather Andrius was a rather remarkable wizard in spite of his muggle sympathies. Even the Dark Lord thinks so. The Weasley’s are an old respected pureblood family even if they have been on the wrong side of history too many times.” Snape paused then changed the subject.
“We can not have this occurring in the the school. Secure the grounds. A -neutral stance- needs to be taken. Any who actively follow political agendas stamped out. Our Lord, has give -you- and -your sister- authority over finding any -opposition- to his authority, with in the school grounds. How ever this cuts both ways. We do not need the school as a staging ground for our war efforts and the Dark Lord agrees with me on this. I have been noticing some of his more energetic devotes getting out of line. If need be take action against and detain any actively fighting within school grounds. -For either side- I need no more students with broken arms. Or I will have two teachers with broken arms. Do you -understand.” Snape’s voice got louder. Ginny heard the door hit the wall. She did not know why but Snape finding her like this gave her chills she felt uncomfortable exposed, “We can contain Miss Weasley, in the dungeons until the war is over. I do not want her harmed, do you ,understand this. Keep the others as well as the slytherins -away, from her. Do not let them find her. It would be most unpleasant if they do. I will make announcements in the morning. Make sure she does -not- get rescued in the middle of the night by her, -Gryffindor- patriarchs .” Snape walked past the chair heading out.
“In as much as we do not hear orders from higher up. We will obey. ” The Carrows crowed out to Snape.
Ginny heard Snape’s robes rustle and the door slammed.
Alecto blind folded Ginny “Have fun my Dear.” Alecto laughed. Then Ginny felt a pressure hit her. She the felt like she was falling. No! A port key. Ginny thought.
I could be any where now. She felt the chair land softly. The chair seemed drawn to a place in the floor. What this was planed from the start?
Sudden she felt someone feeling up her leg.
Then the man penetrated her from behind. He started to fuck her hard. Sudden a deep musky cinnamon smell permeated the air.
“Hello Miss Weasley. We are going to be spending some quality time together. I am sure Miss Granger has spoken fondly of me. I am Elijah Bane..” he grabbed her around the waist pushing in deeper.
Oh shit. This is not good. Now I know why Hermione freaked out when mom cooked those cinnamon sweet buns. He reeks of it. Cinnamon and robust cigar smoke. OH shit, this is really him raping me. Well, I’m not a half virginal Hermione. Lets see how this twisted piece of shit deals with a real woman. Sadistic Bastard.
Meanwhile... “Ron turn off that radio.” Harry yelled. “Harry leave it.” Hermione pleaded, they had been yelling at each other non stop.

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