Hogwarts Maelstrom. Completed!

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Neville Longbottom was in a bad place. The stench alone indicated it. The smell of rotting flesh, disease and filth was ripe and it threatened to choke him. Neville remembered when he interrupted Voldemort’s speech that day.

Neville had felt a surge of strength of purpose that day that had not fled. All of the courage he had sought his whole life triumphed and arose for that particular occasion. Neville stared down at his dirty chained wrists and sighed deeply inside of himself. It did not seem as though a path out of this hellhole was going to be forthcoming any time soon.

A thin yellow light started to grow as a large metal door slammed open and Neville felt a body being flung towards him. The weight of it threw him back against the wall.

“Oomph!” The body groaned and tried to sit up. Neville leaned his shoulder into the person and heaved to right him.

“Down right cordial they are…” A sarcastic voice echoed from the darkness.

The familiar voice startled Neville and he blinked into the pitch darkness. “George? George Weasley? What are you doing at the school?”

“Your kidding, Longbottom isn’t it? Hogwarts? After all that time, I spent trying to get out of school. I wasn’t at the school. I was at the Malfoy Mansion. Voldemort was using it for the Death Eaters Meetings, last I heard. Tried to get to Nagini. I was sure that thing was stashed there but all I saw was… Well, I’m not sure what I saw. It was like a dream, it was. Thought I saw Harry Potter and a girl locked up in one of the rooms… Never seen her before.” George’s teeth were beginning to chatter from the cold.

Neville felt shocked. “Harry Potter? But he died! How could he be at Malfoy mansion?”

George shrugged. “I just know that I saw his scar. I swear I did… Then Dolohov and something other cronies grabbed me. I tried to escape but there was too many of them.”

Neville was thinking very quickly, and he turned to George. “You cant tell ANYONE, what you just told me George. Do they know what you saw?”

“Not sure, I was in another room when they caught up with me.”

Neville rose up holding his wrists and he walked slowly to the door. “ Oy! I want to speak to Voldemort. I’ve thought about his offer! Get me out of here.” Neville hollered through the door.

George looked over at Neville standing in the thin yellow light by the door. “Thought about what?”

Neville smirked and George felt very, very strange seeing that look on Neville’s round cheerful face. It just looked wrong. “About becoming a Death Eater.”

George tried to leap on him. “You bloody bastard! I thought you were my friend!” Neville fell through the door when it opened and a Death Eater pulled George off him by punching him in the face. George fell back and began to curse Neville loudly.

“To your feet, Longbottom. Voldemort will see ya.” The Deatheater grinned at him maliciously.

Neville ignored George’s screaming as the door shut him back inside the cell. Neville Longbottom had a plan. He just hoped it did not involve him dying painfully.


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Hermione stepped nervously into the hallway. Her outfit was so revealing it made her feel self conscious. Hermione ran after Draco with his books and then began to walk a few feet behind him. Casting a quick look around at the other students, she noticed a few had girls like her and some had boys. This was not necessarily opposite sex assignments. It was random pairings.

Draco turned and snapped at Hermione. “ Hurry up, Mudblood!”

Finally they reached an auditorium with a dueling stage and no chairs. Alecto Carrow stood at the front of the podium and she was speaking already. Hermione strained to hear her words.

“Now, those of you who have brought your Mudbloods to class, take them to the opposite side of the room. We will be using them in a similar form of Familiars. Transfiguration Classes will be starting tomorrow. The use of Mudbloods is mandatory for all classes. If you are missing a Mudblood, we shall supply one, accordingly. The school has a ready supply available and only Heads of House and Prefects are directly responsible for their own.”

Hermione felt herself shaking with fear suddenly. The many accidents over the years involving poorly studious students resulted in MANY mishaps and dangerous results. Experimenting on the children was going to end in a few deaths to be sure. Lucky for her Draco was one of the smartest here.

Hermione searched out the room and saw Luna Lovegood standing huddled with a few of the other girls that she had seen in that horror show of a room yesterday. Oh Gods, Luna. She searched out Ginny and saw her wearing a similar outfit to her own, standing next to Pansy.

Ginny looked defeated and tired. Hermione tried to catch her eyes but Ginny stared down at the floor the whole time. Hermione felt a fresh wave of anger. Hermione fisted her hands and tried to stay still. Draco turned to stare hard at her. “Don’t.. “ He murmured shooting his head up as someone walked in the back.

Another bloody Death Eater. The tall man wore robes that swept around his lanky form. He walked with a smooth purposefully gate that reminded her of Severus Snape back in the day. Hermione shuddered as he passed her and walked to Alecto Carrow. He handed her a parchment and watched coolly as she unrolled it.

A peal of laughter spilled from her lips as she rolled it back up. “Well, well, true blood never disappoints, does it? This is a surprise. Lovegood, you say?” Alecto sneered at the Death Eater with a look of challenge. “You can handle a blood traitor like her? Be my guest.”

The Death Eater strode towards Luna and grabbed her by the arm, staring coldly through the mask. Luna whimpered and struggled silently with him as he dragged her over to the side of the students. With a gentle shove he pushed her on to her knees besides him.

Luna Lovegood was not a stupid girl. She was not crazy, just eccentric. Her father had prevented her from making any real friends with his odd behavior and thus she began to make her own friends, the makebelieve creatures that she so dearly loved.

Luna created a world to fill the lonely gaps of friendless childhood, until they were so much a part of her sunny life that somehow real life always failed to meet her expectations. Like now, With the death of her good friends and the influx of evil, Luna had escaped the horrors of the past few days, living through her creative mind.

However, it was hard to retreat, when thrown at the feet of a new threat, especially a Death Eater. Luna glanced with fear up at the Death Eater who had not removed his mask, but clearly was a student. Luna shuddered as his hand came to rest on the top of her head, as she kneeled besides him. Long tapered fingers stroked the top of her silky blond hair and she felt her heart beating faster at the gentle touch.

“Remove your mask boy; I have a class to teach.” Alecto called out sharply.

The Death Eater slowly lowered his hood, revealing dark hair that was slightly wild and a hard-planed face. The collective room gasped as they stared into the hardened hazel eyes of Neville Longbottom.

The summer had forced Longbottom to grow into his lanky build, he thinned out and grown taller. His expression was cold and flat and he looked supremely unconcerned to be here.

In short... Neville was probably under the Imperius.

Ginny reacted the strongest and the quickest. She screamed across the room with a blaze of hatred in her eyes. “Traitor! You bloody coward!”

Ginny launched herself at him, and Pansy flicked the leash and Ginny stopped mid flight and fell to the ground choking on the necklace that seemed to be constricting her.

Alecto looked at Pansy in approval. “Very good Parkinson.”

Hermione was horrified and she turned to stifle a sob against Draco’s shoulder. Draco stared hard at Neville with an unreadable expression. Draco resisted the peculiar urge to wrap his arm around Hermione and drag her closer to him.

Luna stared hope painfully shining up at Neville as she looked at her long time friend. One of her closest friends.

Luna felt a blossom of hope suddenly. “Neville…”

Neville could feel everyone staring at him and he almost swallowed his tongue. Draco had his hands on Hermione and poor Ginny was choking on the floor.

Aware of the people staring hard at him, Neville looked down at Luna. “You call me Master, blood traitor…”

His cold tone seemed to stick in his throat, but Luna was convinced and she flinched away from him. Neville caressed her cheek slowly, with intent and then he nodded with contentment.

“Go join the other Mudbloods on the other side of the room. NOW.” His quiet tone reached her as his fingers caressed the top of her head.

Luna scrambled to her feet and grabbed Hermione’s hand as she started to make her way over towards the other children in the firing line. Neville stared across at Alecto Carrow and forced a smirk to his face.

Carrow nodded and proceeded with the lesson. Hermione felt like it was the longest lesson of her life. Running and dodging hexes were not necessarily her specialty. She was more of a thinker then a doer. Hermione pushed some of the younger girls out of the way and ended up a lot more hurt then the others, but some of the girls were only twelve years old. No way were she or Luna letting those bastards hex them.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, she tried to sidestep another Crucio leveled at Ginny from Pansy, and she caught it full on. Hermione fell to the ground screaming as the Crucio ripped through her.

It felt like every part of her bones were slowly melting and on fire. Tears streamed down her face as Pansy gleefully continued for another second or to before, the teacher halted it.

Hermione shuddered and Draco came forward to pick her up to her feet.

“Get up Granger.” His voice sounded odd, as if he was having trouble speaking evenly.

Hermione stumbled to her feet and gave him a look of hatred, before she fell unconscious from the pain. Draco felt his heart skip a beat.

Draco had been dying inside watching Hermione jumping around, and taking hexes for the other kids. It was making him crazy, watching her put her life in danger repeatedly. She was his Mudblood, not a damned Berties Bean. Finally, she had given him a reason to remove her.

“Professor Carrow. His instructions were clear.” Draco said simply as he looped and arm under Hermione’s legs and scooped her up.

“If Granger can’t walk, then that definitely violates his orders.” Draco reminded Carrow, sarcasm dripping from his icy tone. Draco looked furious.

Carrow turned pale and looked at Parkinson. “For your knowing disobedience to our Dark Lord’s directive, you shall loose your Mudblood for a week. Next time, be more careful with your curses Parkinson.” Ginny was dragged unceremoniously to her feet by Crabbe and Goyle.

“Send the other blood traitor to Longbottom. Let him handle them both, if he fails, the Dark Lord will punish him.”

Crabbe and Goyle were grateful that they did not have to be responsible for the hellcat and they threw her down at Longbottoms feet. Draco watched this dubiously before walking out with Granger’s unconscious body.

Carrow smirked. “Longbottom you have until the end of lunch, to modify the blood traitors’ demeanor. Otherwise, all three of you will end up at the bottom of the lake. You’re still on probation.”

Ginny snarled at Carrow and went to throw herself at Neville’s face. Neville quirked an eyebrow and waved his wand. Ginny froze in place. Longbottom had stupefied Ginny.

“Now I am even with your idiot brother, and your dead boyfriend.” With a garbled laugh, he levitated Ginny behind him, dragging Luna by the arm as he headed for his rooms.

Luna felt despair roil through as Neville dragged her away.

Dreams were fine, but this was reality.

And the reality was that Luna was pretty sure they were all going to die soon.




Coming up, Harry Potters what?!?!, More DM/HG and some NL/LG alongwith... GW/PP. oooooOOooOOOOOo ~.~
I know Neville was unexpected but I think that guy deserves more props then he gets. :D

Reirei.

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