Harry Potter and the Half Bloods: Chapter 3
by Agent Reptile
Disclaimer: not to seem lazy but for the purposes of secrecy I will only say that those who own some of the stuff in this fic have the rights to them and the stuff that they don't own is mine.
ôHello there readers.ö A very lovely woman with bright blue eyes and straight black hair smiled. She was currently in a pair of sweats and tennis shoes watching a group of other similarly dressed women running around trying to see who can grab a Frisbee going through the air.
ôCome on Shildy. YouÆre missing all the fun.ö Spea said as she tossed the disk into the air.
ôWhat are you talking about Spea, this is boring as Hell.ö Lufy said grabbing the flying saucer and tossing it once more into the air.
ôOh if your feeling lucky then Lufy, why donÆt we see which is betteràAll of you girlsÆ hybrid forms or me?ö Agent Reptile said retrieving the spinning object in the air on the tip of his finger.
ôIs that a bet dear?ö Eluza smiles as her canines lengthen into saber fangs.
ôOh I think it is.ö Rabby smiles as her red hair begins to develop black stripes.
ôMe and my big mouthàö Agent Reptile groans as he is surrounded.
ôIf you canÆt keep up then donÆt bother opening that mouth.ö Shildy smiled as her wolf tail was sticking out behind her and her cloths stretched a little more than just tight over her more developed body.
ôUm Shildy, you forgot to take off your shoes.ö Patty noted pointed a furry hand to ShildyÆs now obliterated footwear.
ôOh well that just means more shopping for us later.ö The werewolf smiled as the various lycan converged on the unlucky male.
ôAnyway enjoy this next update to Harry Potter and the Half Bloods and see you at the end.ö
The scene went black as several spoken voices drift into nothingness.
Harry Potter, a young man of many gifts, talents, and an even greater number of curses in his life. Before he was able to remember, his parents were killed by a monster known as Voldemort, he was forced to be raised by people who considered him to be nothing but a burden to them, abused emotionally as well as verbally, demoted to the level of slave under his relatives; his Godfather, the only person who could really be considered family to him, was killed right in front of him, and he had the awesome responsibility of defeating the most powerful dark wizard on earth.
This of course was all the mess that the world had decided to toss onto him in the entirety of his life. Most recently he was plagued by terrible and horrific nightmares involving said dark wizard and him vile plans of torment. The only good thing that seemed to come from these dreams was the news that a Death Eater was now dead. Even this good news had come with its bad though, now Voldemort was calling on someone named Gotherwaine.
Shaking his head, Harry decided not to think about such things for now.
ôBloody mess I donÆt need right now.ö The young wizard said as he sat down under the banner of Gryffindor at the long table and waited for the new students to pour into the great hall and be sorted into their various houses.
ôHarry weÆve been so worried.ö Hermione said as she took her place at HarryÆs side followed by Ron who was staring like a hawk at an odd piece of mail in his hand.
ôYep mate, you havenÆt really been the same since we saw Draco show his dark mark.ö Ron said as his female love interest looked like she wanted to belt the doffus for not keeping that secret quit.
Harry decided that he was rude of him to ignore his friends any longer, and turned from looking down at the table. His eyes were blood-shot and had a few rings under his eyes.
ôGood God Harry what happened to you?ö Ron said in shock at his weary friend.
ôHavenÆt gotten much sleep, sorry.ö Harry smiled. ôJust been one of those times.ö
ôYouÆre an absolute wreck.ö The borderline maternal tones of Hermione did ease the situation slightly, but did nothing for HarryÆs current situation.
ôSo what have you been up to mate?ö Ron smiled.
ôDumbledore thought that I needed some special help.ö Harry smiled, really not wanting to go into the specifics of the situation.
ôWith what? Looking at you I would guess that it was insomnia.ö The brunette chided her friend. ôIs this about Sirius?ö
ôIt has nothing to do with Sirius.ö Harry sighed. ôI decided that he wouldnÆt want me just thinking of his death, so I decided to live.ö Harry smiled, but still looking like he wanted to just fall asleep.
ôWell if you need anything mate you know who you can trust.ö Ron smiled as he unconsciously placed the letter on the table, still covered by his hand.
ôThanks.ö Harry said as he looked around at the new students. All sorted into their houses, they were looking upon this wide magical world with awe and wonder. It was this sense of total innocence which Harry had to shake his head at.
ôAnd now that the sorting is done. I would like all of you to give a warm Hogwarts welcome to our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Vlad Gabriel Kain Maximov, his lovely wife Brianna, and their adorable daughter Brenda.ö Dumbledore smiled as the doors to the great hall open up.
As all eyes turned to the opening gateway, the little girl walked through first followed by her parents. Brenda seemed to be too cute for words in a bright pink dress one would expect to see from Muggles attending Easter service. This was not the female that most of the attending where staring at however.
As Brianna stepped in time with her husband, she did so in a manner completely unlike that of the women typically around Hogwarts. It wasnÆt the graceful stride of an aristocrat, nor was it the girlish prance of the Beaxbatons Academy, and it was anything but the rhythmic march and file walk of the HogwartÆs staff. Her pace hypnotized almost every single male student as she walked down the hall, not to mention a few of the staff. It was the single most seductive way of moving that Ron and Harry had seen in their whole lives.
The formal dress that Brianna wore was a black reflective one-piece which was stretched over her very well built body. Her high-heels clicked with her every footfall on the stone floor. The sway of her hips at the end of her long and tone legs, the way that her hair moved as a see of specked golden blond as she turned her head from side to side looking over the entire student body. The way that her upper body would seem to draw attention like a flame does a moth. And that face, she had one of the most gorgeous faces anyone had seen. Sure Fluer had attracted her fair share of lookers, as had her sister, but that was due to their grandmother being a Veela.
The females of the schools were likewise captivated by the site of Mr. Maximov. Vlad was dressed as if he were a Johnny Cash impersonator; all in black from his shoes that looked like they were just polished, to his shirt and jacket. His face was clean-shaven and his tan-brown hair was combed, but it did flay out a bit at the sides and back as if he hadnÆt had a haircut for a little while.
As the MaximovÆs made their way behind the teachers table, Vlad seemed to do a curious thing in the eyes of many of the students; he stepped ahead of his wife and daughter for a moment and pulled out the chairs set for them. Without saying a word, Vlad then bowed in the direction of his female company and stretched his arm in the direction of the chairs.
ôWhy thank you muffin.ö Brianna said as Vlad helped to push her chair into position.
ôIt was my pleasure dear.ö It was then that the populous got their first taste of the Maximov familyÆs soft southern accent, which only further drew the upper classmenÆs attention to Brianna. The first years seemed to have the same reaction when Brenda sat down. Even though she was petite for her age, she was still very cute and those green eyes of her were almost hypnotic to an 11 year old boy.
Dumbledore took this moment to readdress the attendants at the Great Hall.
ôAs you may have guessed they have journeyed very far just so that we here could have the benefit of a fully informed and trained teaching staff.ö Dumbledore continued to smile as his eyes cast themselves from side to side across the gathered attendants. ôSo let us welcome them into our family and treat them as our honored guests.ö
However, no matter how impressive or heartfelt the HeadmasterÆs words were, they were not reached by a large number of the male populous. Utterly captivated by BriannaÆs physical beauty, any words spoken to them fell on deaf ears.
ôSo if you would be so kind as to give them all a warm welcomeàö a slight use of Magic to break and withhold teenage hormones for at least a moment was released by the old wizard as the Maximovs stood. In response, the students and faculty all cheered them, all except one.
SnapeÆs scowl was where it always was. This time, however, it was accompanied by a sneer and an overwhelming feeling of detest. Oh he hid it well within his usual unemotional gaze and oily appearance, but it was there. Deep within his cold and calculating mind, the potions professor was devising ways in which he could gain some level of control in this situation. Silently he would bide his time like the serpent that his house bears with pride.
Harry mind was running too, but on a far different system.
ôUm Hermione what do you know about wizards in America?ö The one who lived asked his female associate.
ôWell most of them are from older families which faced either religious persecution or financial trouble and had to go over seasàusually the later by the way. In any event they were mostly severed from those of magic back in Europe for a time, but were still able to keep in contact by various means until the Flow system was extended into Greenland in 1785 to act as a relay point between the European main system finalized in 1433 and the American system that was finalized in the later half of 1880 mainly due to the interruption of the American Civil War and several subsystems used by certain muggle friendly wizards to transport freed slaves up into Canada as part of the Underground Railroad.ö Hermione would have continued for several more seconds on what most people would consider a random tangent, but at some point Ron had decided that he would open his big mouth and sayà
ôHarryàI think that I know that woman.ö Ron gasped.
ôRon, how could you possibly know who that woman is?ö Harry asked as he pointed his thumb towards the dinning Mrs. Maximov.
ôWell I know who she is at leastàö Ron Weasley corrected himself.
ôYes we all know who she is Ron. Dumbledore did just say her name didnÆt he?ö The young woman of the group said.
ôNo before thatàö Ron pulled out a note from the inside pocket of his robes and handed it to Harry and Hermione. ôFred and George said that they had met a woman and her daughter wondering through Diagon Alley with their name just days before we saw Malfoy show his dark mark toà.ö
ôRon we donÆt know if Malfoy did have a dark mark on him.ö Herminoe corrected her boyfriend.
ôWell how else do you explainàö
ôRon just drop it. Okay so Fred and George met the MaximovÆs before we did. WhatÆs the point of that.ö
ôWell remember back when my family got that trip to Egypt? Well what I didnÆt tell you is that while I was at the pyramids Wormtail ran off and I had to go running after him.ö
ôSo what is so interesting about that?ö
ôWell while I was looking all over for him, I bumped into this hot American blond with some of her family looking over some of the closed section of the touràthought she was some exploring muggle or somethingà anyway I was about to pull out my wand when her father, mother, and younger sister appeared right before me.ö Ron stopped to take a breath before continuing.
ôTurns out that they had found my rat handed him over to me.ö
ôAnd she is this blondÆs younger sister or is she the one you met?ö Harry asked getting a little lost on the details.
ôThe younger sister, the one I bumped into was named Gina, but thatÆs not important. You will never guess who her father is.ö
ôWhat some great wizard or something?ö
ôNot a wizard mateà.and Aura Mage.ö
ôRon donÆt be silly. Aura Mages are very rare, and I would know if you met one.ö
ôWhatÆs and Aura Mage?ö Harry asked taking another orange from the table before him.
ôA very powerful magic being Harry; virtually indestructible and loaded with more magic than any wizard of our generation. They are able to manipulate magic without the use of any magical conduit, but do use scrolls for more powerful spells, and can reform themselves from any damage. Thing is that they are so rare that they are thought of as myths by most wizards.ö
ôYea believe her on that mate, I could feel the magic just coming off of him.ö
ôSo who is her father then?ö
ôDr. Theodore Diggers.ö
Hermione nearly did a spit take. ôThe Dr. Theodore Diggers? But heÆsàbut that would meanàRon do you know who that is?ö
ôWell I bloody well should, he handed me scabbers. Thing is Brianna was looking at him as if it were a candy treat till I put him in my robes.ö
ôWho is this Dr. Diggers?ö
ôOne of the foremost minds in the wizarding world Harry. HeÆs from Atlanta Georgia and is married to the Arms Master of Jade Julia Brigard Diggers, a half giantess Amazon and his oldest daughter is Gina æGold Diggerö Diggers a world famous Archeologist and Scientist in the Muggle world. He apparently has two other daughters and a son-in-law, but there wasnÆt anything detailed on them I could find.ö
ôWhat are you talking about Hermione?ö
ôWhat Jade? Well if you had taken a more in-depth course on magical history you would have know that there was reference to a mystic realm in which a large percent of the magical creatures that lived on this world escaped to in an attempt to avoid extinction.ö
ôBut that is just a myth.ö Ron said. ôMe mom used to tell that to me as a bedtime story, but even she said that it was just a legend.ö
ôNo Ron it isnÆt.ö Hermione responded. ôIÆve come across several accounts of beings from Jade coming to earth on occasion. However the details were always sketchy and in some places it took me a few minutes to decipher it. And as far as getting any more details on Dr. Diggers you can forget it.ö
ôHow is it that you would know this?ö Harry asked talking for the first time in several minutes.
ôI tried to do a report on him for my Contemporary Wizards around the World class last year. I donÆtÆ know why but the library just didnÆt have much on him or his family outside small amounts of facts and a few minor notes as to the times that he and Dumpledore had interactions and one time that he visited our school as a guest lecturer.ö
ôWell you do know that you can just ask Mrs. Maximov up there if you want to know more.ö Harry said as he finished the piece of roast in front of him. Hermione just groaned at the simple logic of her friendÆs statement.
The dinner progressed with a certain level of wonder for all. For the new students it was a whole new world for them and for those familiar with the workings of Hogwarts, they got their first experience with those from another land.
Professor Hooch for instance was constantly starring at the garments of the new guests to Hogwarts. ôForgive me but I must ask where is it that you got that dress.ö She said to Brianna.
ôOh this?ö The lycanthropoid asked pressing her finder to the strap over her shoulder. ôYouÆll have to ask my husband on that. He gave it to me as a present a while ago. You like it?ö
ôWell actually I was just curious because it doesnÆt look like any wizardÆs clothing that I have ever seen.ö
ôOh itÆs not from what you would call a wizardÆs dress store.ö
ôYou do know that there is a dress code dealing with any group dinners right?ö The broom flying instructor asked.
ôReally? So is there a place on campus which you pick-up robes like yourÆs or something.ö
ôWell no, not on the school grounds here.ö Professor Hooke thought a moment trying to thing of exactly the right words to use as not to insult these guests from a different land.
ôIn Diagon Alley there are several store that sell robes ranging from traditional to tailor made. If you need I could give you the addresses for when you have the time.ö
ôGreat thanks. So IÆm not offending anyone by wearing this am I?ö Brianna asked as she blinked several times.
ôOh no not at all. ItÆs very nice, but I am guessing that it is some sort of muggle formal attire?ö
ôYea I wanted to look my best in first impressions.ö
ôAnd you do look quite lovely my dear.ö Dumpledore said entering into the conversation with his signature smile, which reminded Brianna of her fatherÆs old boss M. ôBut I think that you can all find something more appropriate by this time next week?ö
ôSure.ö Brianna said. Thinking to herself she went over the details. ôLets see should I have it tight enough that my assets were detailed in silhouette, or should I have it that I have the ability to conceal heavy firepower and smaller munitions. Well the material should definitely be made of some sort of fireproof material at the least; better yet I should have some sort of bullet or magic resistant material interbedded within the layers of cloth.Æ
æPrice shouldnÆt be a problem since I could just have daddy accept that it would make me safer and heÆd foot the whole thing. No sense in having muffin paying for it after he had to spend all that money to customize the car with all the weapons and EM defenses that I wanted in it.ö BriannaÆs calculating mind went over the fine points with excruciating detail. We close as the camera focuses on an obviously thinking cat-girl with a finger under her chin.
The next morning we see the new DADA classroom filled with students wondering why they werenÆt given a course list for this class, not to mention where their teacher was.
As the door shut behind the last student, the lights died faster than anyone could blink.
ôWhat the Bloody Hell is going on Harry?ö
ôDonÆt look at me Ron I donÆt have a clue.ö
ôHey you hear that? The GryphendoreÆs are scared of a little darkness. BOHO.ö A nameless Sytherin chided them as everyone brought out their wands andà
ôAllohamora.ö
As the last syllable was uttered, a red glow encompassed the room and what looked like a demon bat larger and faster than a thestral charged at them from the rafters with blood drenched claws and glistening teeth. In the first pass it nearly took one of the GryphendoreÆs to the afterlife.
ôIts coming back.ö Ron shouted as he tried to get a bead on it.
ôStupifie.ö Hermione said as the thing passed over head. The red blast of magic hit after it had already passed.
ôPerfectus Totalus.ö One of the Slytherins cried, but it too fell short of hitting the thing.
Moving to fast for any of the students to hit, the beast went in for the killing blow.
ôCREEEE!!!ö the drool of the thing looked like dripping fire in the firey light.
ôEXPECTRO PETRONUM!ö Harry yelled as the monster bat bore down on them again.
The white dog leapt up and smashed the beast back several feet where it slowly regained itÆs senses and returned itÆs attack.
ôThat didnÆt work Harry.ö Ron said.
ôOh really? I didnÆt notice.ö The boy said as he aimed again.
ôStuplify.ö Hermione said as the creature rushed towards them. This time it hit as the creature lost control and the momentum carried it over their heads and into a stone wall where itÆs head caved in due to the impact. Blood and brains stained the wall and the floor where the monster lay dead.
ôWhat the Bloody Hell was that?ö Ron asked looking the thing over.
ôThat was your entrance exam.ö Someone snapped their fingers in the dark and the light reappeared. ôCongratulations on a decent job.ö EveryoneÆs eyes were drawn to the front of the room where a man had his feet propped up on the table and his head covered by his hat.
As he rose, they saw that it was their new instructor. ôAnd for the record that it is a degraded bat demon from Guatamala; spawned from a degraded Vampire in bat form and a native bat demon. DonÆt worry he wonÆt be getting up.ö
The man standing before them was very different from the one that they saw the other night. This man looked as if he was a cowboy, minus the claymore sword on his back which looked like something out of a gothic horror movie.
ôThat was your first taste of what this course is going to be like, and believe me it will only get worse the further that we go. I wonÆt give you any false hopes on what this class is going to be like for you since you should by this time know that this world is a very dangerous place and all the more dangerous now. In here I will turn each and every one of you into a force to be recoded with.ö
As he spoke, the instructor walked down to where the students had gathered near the back of the room. ôThere will be no easy theoretical studies as long as I am here, nor will you get to slack off and hope to get by. My class isnÆt going to a study of dangerous creatures either. In here you all will be forced to come face to face with things people donÆt want you to know.ö
Drawing all attention to himself, he stood tall and erect with his hands behind his back as he addressed all of the class. ôYou probably think that you all know fear, that you know the darkness because you all have seen the workings of that punk Voldemort.ö Vlad stopped slightly as his studentÆs shivered.
ôOh donÆt give me that.ö Vlad commanded. ôIÆve encountered his best, and from what IÆve seen heÆs nothing more than a two-bit dictator with a few dark spells and charisma.ö Vlad growled. ôYea heÆs evil, there is no two ways about it, but he is mortal and mortals like him only think of gaining and keeping power without any real thought as to the consequences of their actions.ö
Vlad then ushered the students to sit back into their chairs.
ôI have a few things for you before we go any further.ö Vlad said as he handed both sides of the room sheets of paper. ôThis is a list of your expected reading list, and a completed list of things that you are expected to have with you for next time we meet.ö
ôYou canÆt be serious professor.ö On particularly annoyed Slytherin said looking over the list.
ôAnd what is it that I canÆt be serious aboutàMr?ö
ôMalfoy, Draco Malfoy. It says that we are to have a pair of running shoes, shorts and t-shirt. You expect me to run around in some fool muggle clothing?ö
ôNo Malfoy I will expect you to be in the uniform for a Slytherin for our daily double-time marches. On this sheet you will sign your name, sizes, and any potential conflicts due to scheduling in the appropriate section.ö Vlad then turned his back to the class and made his way to the front of the classroom. ôI will be training your bodies as well as your minds in this class. You will sweat, cry, and be broken so that I can remake you into a highly disciplined, trained, and ready force against those like Voldemort because if I donÆt, you will be dead.ö Vlad said smiling.
ôUh professor I donÆt know ifàwell you didnÆt really give us this in time soàö A very unnerved redheaded boy said as he muddled trying to find the right words.
ôAh, the uniforms are paid for by the school, but you will be responsible for their upkeep and maintenance. The books on the list will, IÆve been told, available for purchase by the end of the week. Now I want you all to take out a piece of paper and start to take notes. If there are any questions donÆt hesitate to ask.ö Vlad said as he took out a piece of chalk and wrote out two lines of latin:
ôIn absentia luci tenebrae vincunt.
Si vis pacem, para bellum.ö
ôNow can anyone tell me what these two lines mean?ö Vlad asked as he leaned against the back wall.
Only one hand shot up, and you donÆt have to ask who.
ôYes Ms. Granger?ö Vlad said tossing the piece of chalk at her. ôCome up and write the answer down.ö
Collecting herself for a moment, the young lady walked to front of the room slowly and unsure of herself.
ôDonÆt worry if you donÆt get it verbatim, just so itÆs close.ö Vlad whispered to her.
As her hand crossed the board she wrote under his words:
ôIn the absents of light, darkness prevails
If you want peace, prepare for warö
ôGood job, please sit down.ö Vlad turned and address the room. ôThis is the motto by which you all will be under till the time that you get out of my class and into the real world, or until they find someone else to do my job.ö The bell rang shortly after this. ôWell it looks like you have the privilege of going to your next class. Okay see you all next time.ö Vlad said waving off his class.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in utter shock after leaving that class.
ôThat man is bloody insane.ö Ron said.
ôRon behave.ö
ôBehave? That bloody Yank throws some sort of bat monster at us and then tells us he is going to turn us into some Special Forces unit. Well he can justàö
ôRon shut up.ö Harry said. ôI donÆt need this right now.ö
ôItÆs your dreams again isnÆt it Harry. That man was in your dreams?ö
ôNoàno itÆs what Voldemort said, something about two of his minions being killedàö Harry shook his head. ôWhat if heàI donÆt know.ö
ôHarry you mean that you think that Professor Maximov is some sort of killer? But Dumbledore wouldnÆt have him here if he was.ö
ôWell maybe not a killer, maybe some sort of warrior then.ö
ôWell I think that he is insane, but his wife is good looking.ö Ron said remembering the blond from last night.
ôRon how could you possibly be attracted to thatàthatàö
ôYea what man would be attracted to some well built blond with long legs, and a southern accent, not to mention that chest of hers?ö Ron teased.
ôRon you jerk.ö
ôEnough you two. I have more than enough to think of without having to deal with you arguing.ö Harry sighed. ôBy the way what is our next class?ö
ôWell our luck seems to be holding.ö Hermione said as she looked at the schedule. ôPotions with Snape.ö
ôGreat.ö
Let us go back to the DADA room now to see Vlad standing above the corpse of the Demon Bat.
ôCHAOS FLARE!ö a bright yellow ball of energy exploded from his hands and engulfed the beast burning the monster to cinders.
ôDonÆt you think that was a little much?ö Raziel said from within the Soul Reaver.
ôTell me Razielàwas it too much when you had to sacrifice yourself so that I could even see that False God to destroy him.ö Vlad responded. ôI have only a few short months to work with and so little to work with.ö
ôStill that Demon Bat is more than 90% of these kids will even read about.ö
ôIf this was under normal circumstances I would agree, but this is hardly normal circumstances is it?ö Vlad answered. ôNow what is next on things to do?ö
ôI think that the next class is the first years who are about to arrive in a half hour.ö
ôAh good. That gives me enough time to have Brenda give everyone a big surprise.ö
Speaking of the little werecheetah, she was sitting under a tree in the garden area in a bright pink jacket and blue jeans smiling as the people went by. She had already finished her home schooling coursework for most of the day, Brianna had just ended the section on Physics and Early American writers, and now Brenda was just taking in the sites and sounds of the school.
It was a pleasant enough place to be sure, but it was very unfit for a werecheetah to set up a residence for too long with the rolling hills and forests of Scotland. What Brenda needed was running room. The halls made for a poor choice in places to run because of the people coming and going, the stairways changing place, and besides that it would be very ill behaved of her to do so.
And so in looking for at least a school track to run laps on, Brenda finds herself at the edge of the forbidden forest near a very earthy shack.
ôWell what do we have æer?Æ A very deep voice asked as Brenda was walking past the house. ôA student out of æer robes? Now that wouldnÆt do so well with your professors now would it child?ö
ôUh sorry but IÆm not a student Mr?ö Well this man was certainly tall and about as broad as Great Grandma Mumsey, well maybe a little shorter than her. But Brenda was certain that this man was taller than Aunt Brittany in her hybrid form.
ôÆArgrid, Rubius Hagrid at youÆre pleasure.ö The giant smiled. ôIÆm keeper of keys and grounds ære at Hogwarts. And if ye arenÆt a student then IÆm bettÆn that youÆd be the daughter of that new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor ainÆt yea?ö
ôYes Mr. Hagrid. I am Brenda Maximov and I am here with my parents. Say you wouldnÆt know where I could find a track here would you?ö
ôWell the railroad be down at the station at the end of the road, but a little girl like yourself shouldnÆt be anywhere near there on your own, yea ought to know.ö
ôNo no not that type of track. I mean like a running track where I can run around on.ö
ôAh wish I could help yea, but sad to say most students donÆt have much use for something like that. Very big school ye see.ö
ôAh darn it.ö Brenda said kicking the dirt and pouting at the annoyance of the situation. As she did, a familiar scent filled her nose coming in the general direction of behind her.
ôBrenda there you are. YouÆre father is looking for you.ö Brianna said placing her hand on her daughterÆs shoulder.
ôOh hi Mommy Bri, just talking to Mr. Hagrid about where I could find a place to run around, but they donÆt have one.ö
ôYou can just call me Hagrid love, all me friends do.ö Brianna had heard of the half-giant who was the groundskeeper here and he seemed to be just as nice and well mannered as she had been told.
ôWell thank you very much Mr. Hagrid. And I am sorry to break apart the conversation, but Brenda youÆre father needs you to help with the lessons for the first years.ö Brianna smiled as she patted the little girlÆs head.
In a spit second the young girl was a blur of speed as she raced up hill and down faster than any other had ever done in the history of Hogwarts.
ôWellà now I can see why sheÆd be looking for one of thoseàwhat yea call æem?ö
ôTracks Hagrid, and you should see me when I get in full stride.ö
ôAnd just about how fast would that be?ö
ôAlmost the sound barrier, never been able to break it though.ö Looking at her watch, and blinked several times. ôSorry to cut this short but IÆm almost late for something very important. Catch you later Hagrid.ö Brianna waved behind her as she created a vortex and a cloud of dust showing her path towards the train station.
ôI be, that woman has to be the fastest thing I have ever seen.ö
Brenda wasnÆt even fazed as she walked into the large classroom.
ôYou started them off with a bat demon didnÆt you?ö Brenda smiled as she looked at her father. ôWasnÆt that a bit much for their first day dad?ö
ôWell I see that I canÆt get anything past your incredible sense of smell now can I?ö Vlad said as he lifted his head to see his little girl there walking up to his desk.
ôWell the stench of sulfur and the residual ozone from wands did give me a hint or two.ö Brenda said hugging her father. ôBut how did you get it so that it wouldnÆt attack you?ö
ôRemember what I said about degraded monsters generally being stupid?ö Brenda nodded her head up and down. ôIt went for the motion. And it was supposed to be the advanced class was it not?ö
ôI guess.ö
ôGood. I want you to help these kids keep up for a small run around the grounds. I know that you would hate to be caught up in this place for too long.ö
ôOh thank you thank you thank you.ö Brenda jumped and through her arms around her fatherÆs neck.
Another Maximov was finding it very hard to be cooped up in that old castle.
Brianna too the brief time being single again to indulge herself in one of her favorite pass times, outside sex and firearms. Yes shopping was the name of the game and Diagon Alley was the hunting ground.
ôLets see now, where were those two brotherÆs again?ö Brianna thought to herself as people rushed by her, well maybe rushed was the wrong word. In all honesty people would slow down as they passed by her. But Brianna ignored it as a minor annoyance.
ôExcuse me maÆam but do you know the way toàguess not.ö Brianna asked a witch who passed by without facing the lycanthropoid. ôHey sir do you know the way to the Weasley brotherÆs store?ö she asked a nice looking young wizard who passed her way.
ôWhy certainly love, now lets see where was itàhum..ö
ôYou do know that my eyes are up here thank you.ö Brianna said pointing as the sight of the man wondered a bit.
ôOh yes sorry. Uh itÆs that way about half a block there love.ö
ôThanks.ö Brianna said as she turned and darted off in the indicated direction.
"Ah that wouldn't happen to be the lovely and oh so pleasant Brianna Maximov visiting our humble story brother?" George asked
"Indeed I think that would be, whom else do we know with such crafted looks, or swiftness of foot?"
"Oh get off it you two." Brianna smiled. "Look I need some help with a few projects of mine, and I need the two most imaginative, industrious, and crafty people to help me. Money is no object by the way."
Fred and George began to grin at this.
"Well brother it looks like we have ourselves a little challenge.."
"A contest of the most difficult demeanor..."
"A battle royal of intellects..."
"Tell me, are these personal security..."
"...practical pranks,"
"...or perhaps some other sort of mischief we can help with?"
"I'll need everything you got on personal defenses, detection devices, and anything unexpected or experimental which can be pulled out at a moments notice or hidden away so people wouldn't know you had it. Preferably something that makes a really big and very loud bang." the cat girl smiled as she sat down and notice the devilish smiles on the two brother's faces.
Night had fallen over the United Kingdom and in a darkened section of London, a long black limonene was making its way down a long road.
The headlights dimmed as it pulled into the inky soup that was the cemetery.
"Lord Gotherwaine this is our stop." the driver said to the passenger smoking a long Cuban cigar in the back.
"Excellent work Vernon. Keep the motor running this won't take long." The wererat elder smiled as he exited the vehicle with six others in tow.
"Very good sire."
The group had stopped at about 16 feet from the car when they were surrounded by a group of men dressed in dark robes.
The sudden change in presence caused several of Gotherwaine men to instinctively go for their weapons, as did the men looking like dark monks.
"Stop be still." Gotherwaine said to his company.
"The same goes for you my loyal Death Eaters." Voldemort hissed.
"Theatrical as always I see."
"Merely aparatation. It's much more suited for our purposes."
"Whatever. Now what is it that required a personal appearance by me?" The wererat said lighting his cigar again with a flame from his thumb.
"I have need of certain professional services, more specifically I need your best assassins to track down and take out the being responsible for the death of two of my best agents."
"The vampire and your stooge? Not exactly what you would need my best for is it?"
Gotherwaine's smug attitude was more than able to hold up against the anger in Voldemort's eyes.
"I am dealing with a professional killing machine here, and I will be paying your bill after all."
"Your money. Alright here are the agents that you require." Gotherwaine snapped his fingers. "Romeo, Lynda, Moisha. They have been fully trained by the ninja master Zero and are under your commandàstandard contractional agreement and terms of service apply and standard down payment for long time costumers." the cloud of smoke surrounding the wererat elder looked like a vial shroud.
The three were young, that was easy to see. But even the darkest wizard in the world wouldnÆt challenge GotherwaineÆs word when it came to his agents; wererats had a level of professionalism to uphold after all, and Voldemort knew that those who didnÆt keep up were killed on the spot or tortured for their failure.
Voldemort smiled cruelly at this as it reminded himself of his own methodology. "Of course. Wormtail pay the man." The rat-like person pulled out a large sack of coins and handed it to the wererat elder.
"A pleasure doing business with you." Gotherwaine said checking the gold content he had received.
"Always." Voldemort said as he looked over the assassins he had paid for. "These will do
quite nicely."
End scene.
"Well that's that for this update." Shildy said with her tail raised up in the typical "happy" position, her sweats covered is sweat.
"This one was a long one wasn't it?" Eluza said while popping her knuckles.
"Yea, well what can you do?" Rabby said holding the Frisbee.
"I am exhausted." Patty said catching her breath.
"That really took the wind out of me." Agent Reptile said throwing back a sports drink bottle.
"You know that was actually fun. Want to do it again sometime?" Lufy said as she sped about throwing the disk from place to the other and catching it again. Turning she saw the way everyone was looking at her.
"What'd I say?" Everyone just groaned at the werecheetah.
Author's notes: Hope that you all liked this update and please review. Be with us next time for more danger, action, and blood shed that in pervious chapters.
by Agent Reptile
Disclaimer: not to seem lazy but for the purposes of secrecy I will only say that those who own some of the stuff in this fic have the rights to them and the stuff that they don't own is mine.
ôHello there readers.ö A very lovely woman with bright blue eyes and straight black hair smiled. She was currently in a pair of sweats and tennis shoes watching a group of other similarly dressed women running around trying to see who can grab a Frisbee going through the air.
ôCome on Shildy. YouÆre missing all the fun.ö Spea said as she tossed the disk into the air.
ôWhat are you talking about Spea, this is boring as Hell.ö Lufy said grabbing the flying saucer and tossing it once more into the air.
ôOh if your feeling lucky then Lufy, why donÆt we see which is betteràAll of you girlsÆ hybrid forms or me?ö Agent Reptile said retrieving the spinning object in the air on the tip of his finger.
ôIs that a bet dear?ö Eluza smiles as her canines lengthen into saber fangs.
ôOh I think it is.ö Rabby smiles as her red hair begins to develop black stripes.
ôMe and my big mouthàö Agent Reptile groans as he is surrounded.
ôIf you canÆt keep up then donÆt bother opening that mouth.ö Shildy smiled as her wolf tail was sticking out behind her and her cloths stretched a little more than just tight over her more developed body.
ôUm Shildy, you forgot to take off your shoes.ö Patty noted pointed a furry hand to ShildyÆs now obliterated footwear.
ôOh well that just means more shopping for us later.ö The werewolf smiled as the various lycan converged on the unlucky male.
ôAnyway enjoy this next update to Harry Potter and the Half Bloods and see you at the end.ö
The scene went black as several spoken voices drift into nothingness.
Harry Potter, a young man of many gifts, talents, and an even greater number of curses in his life. Before he was able to remember, his parents were killed by a monster known as Voldemort, he was forced to be raised by people who considered him to be nothing but a burden to them, abused emotionally as well as verbally, demoted to the level of slave under his relatives; his Godfather, the only person who could really be considered family to him, was killed right in front of him, and he had the awesome responsibility of defeating the most powerful dark wizard on earth.
This of course was all the mess that the world had decided to toss onto him in the entirety of his life. Most recently he was plagued by terrible and horrific nightmares involving said dark wizard and him vile plans of torment. The only good thing that seemed to come from these dreams was the news that a Death Eater was now dead. Even this good news had come with its bad though, now Voldemort was calling on someone named Gotherwaine.
Shaking his head, Harry decided not to think about such things for now.
ôBloody mess I donÆt need right now.ö The young wizard said as he sat down under the banner of Gryffindor at the long table and waited for the new students to pour into the great hall and be sorted into their various houses.
ôHarry weÆve been so worried.ö Hermione said as she took her place at HarryÆs side followed by Ron who was staring like a hawk at an odd piece of mail in his hand.
ôYep mate, you havenÆt really been the same since we saw Draco show his dark mark.ö Ron said as his female love interest looked like she wanted to belt the doffus for not keeping that secret quit.
Harry decided that he was rude of him to ignore his friends any longer, and turned from looking down at the table. His eyes were blood-shot and had a few rings under his eyes.
ôGood God Harry what happened to you?ö Ron said in shock at his weary friend.
ôHavenÆt gotten much sleep, sorry.ö Harry smiled. ôJust been one of those times.ö
ôYouÆre an absolute wreck.ö The borderline maternal tones of Hermione did ease the situation slightly, but did nothing for HarryÆs current situation.
ôSo what have you been up to mate?ö Ron smiled.
ôDumbledore thought that I needed some special help.ö Harry smiled, really not wanting to go into the specifics of the situation.
ôWith what? Looking at you I would guess that it was insomnia.ö The brunette chided her friend. ôIs this about Sirius?ö
ôIt has nothing to do with Sirius.ö Harry sighed. ôI decided that he wouldnÆt want me just thinking of his death, so I decided to live.ö Harry smiled, but still looking like he wanted to just fall asleep.
ôWell if you need anything mate you know who you can trust.ö Ron smiled as he unconsciously placed the letter on the table, still covered by his hand.
ôThanks.ö Harry said as he looked around at the new students. All sorted into their houses, they were looking upon this wide magical world with awe and wonder. It was this sense of total innocence which Harry had to shake his head at.
ôAnd now that the sorting is done. I would like all of you to give a warm Hogwarts welcome to our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Vlad Gabriel Kain Maximov, his lovely wife Brianna, and their adorable daughter Brenda.ö Dumbledore smiled as the doors to the great hall open up.
As all eyes turned to the opening gateway, the little girl walked through first followed by her parents. Brenda seemed to be too cute for words in a bright pink dress one would expect to see from Muggles attending Easter service. This was not the female that most of the attending where staring at however.
As Brianna stepped in time with her husband, she did so in a manner completely unlike that of the women typically around Hogwarts. It wasnÆt the graceful stride of an aristocrat, nor was it the girlish prance of the Beaxbatons Academy, and it was anything but the rhythmic march and file walk of the HogwartÆs staff. Her pace hypnotized almost every single male student as she walked down the hall, not to mention a few of the staff. It was the single most seductive way of moving that Ron and Harry had seen in their whole lives.
The formal dress that Brianna wore was a black reflective one-piece which was stretched over her very well built body. Her high-heels clicked with her every footfall on the stone floor. The sway of her hips at the end of her long and tone legs, the way that her hair moved as a see of specked golden blond as she turned her head from side to side looking over the entire student body. The way that her upper body would seem to draw attention like a flame does a moth. And that face, she had one of the most gorgeous faces anyone had seen. Sure Fluer had attracted her fair share of lookers, as had her sister, but that was due to their grandmother being a Veela.
The females of the schools were likewise captivated by the site of Mr. Maximov. Vlad was dressed as if he were a Johnny Cash impersonator; all in black from his shoes that looked like they were just polished, to his shirt and jacket. His face was clean-shaven and his tan-brown hair was combed, but it did flay out a bit at the sides and back as if he hadnÆt had a haircut for a little while.
As the MaximovÆs made their way behind the teachers table, Vlad seemed to do a curious thing in the eyes of many of the students; he stepped ahead of his wife and daughter for a moment and pulled out the chairs set for them. Without saying a word, Vlad then bowed in the direction of his female company and stretched his arm in the direction of the chairs.
ôWhy thank you muffin.ö Brianna said as Vlad helped to push her chair into position.
ôIt was my pleasure dear.ö It was then that the populous got their first taste of the Maximov familyÆs soft southern accent, which only further drew the upper classmenÆs attention to Brianna. The first years seemed to have the same reaction when Brenda sat down. Even though she was petite for her age, she was still very cute and those green eyes of her were almost hypnotic to an 11 year old boy.
Dumbledore took this moment to readdress the attendants at the Great Hall.
ôAs you may have guessed they have journeyed very far just so that we here could have the benefit of a fully informed and trained teaching staff.ö Dumbledore continued to smile as his eyes cast themselves from side to side across the gathered attendants. ôSo let us welcome them into our family and treat them as our honored guests.ö
However, no matter how impressive or heartfelt the HeadmasterÆs words were, they were not reached by a large number of the male populous. Utterly captivated by BriannaÆs physical beauty, any words spoken to them fell on deaf ears.
ôSo if you would be so kind as to give them all a warm welcomeàö a slight use of Magic to break and withhold teenage hormones for at least a moment was released by the old wizard as the Maximovs stood. In response, the students and faculty all cheered them, all except one.
SnapeÆs scowl was where it always was. This time, however, it was accompanied by a sneer and an overwhelming feeling of detest. Oh he hid it well within his usual unemotional gaze and oily appearance, but it was there. Deep within his cold and calculating mind, the potions professor was devising ways in which he could gain some level of control in this situation. Silently he would bide his time like the serpent that his house bears with pride.
Harry mind was running too, but on a far different system.
ôUm Hermione what do you know about wizards in America?ö The one who lived asked his female associate.
ôWell most of them are from older families which faced either religious persecution or financial trouble and had to go over seasàusually the later by the way. In any event they were mostly severed from those of magic back in Europe for a time, but were still able to keep in contact by various means until the Flow system was extended into Greenland in 1785 to act as a relay point between the European main system finalized in 1433 and the American system that was finalized in the later half of 1880 mainly due to the interruption of the American Civil War and several subsystems used by certain muggle friendly wizards to transport freed slaves up into Canada as part of the Underground Railroad.ö Hermione would have continued for several more seconds on what most people would consider a random tangent, but at some point Ron had decided that he would open his big mouth and sayà
ôHarryàI think that I know that woman.ö Ron gasped.
ôRon, how could you possibly know who that woman is?ö Harry asked as he pointed his thumb towards the dinning Mrs. Maximov.
ôWell I know who she is at leastàö Ron Weasley corrected himself.
ôYes we all know who she is Ron. Dumbledore did just say her name didnÆt he?ö The young woman of the group said.
ôNo before thatàö Ron pulled out a note from the inside pocket of his robes and handed it to Harry and Hermione. ôFred and George said that they had met a woman and her daughter wondering through Diagon Alley with their name just days before we saw Malfoy show his dark mark toà.ö
ôRon we donÆt know if Malfoy did have a dark mark on him.ö Herminoe corrected her boyfriend.
ôWell how else do you explainàö
ôRon just drop it. Okay so Fred and George met the MaximovÆs before we did. WhatÆs the point of that.ö
ôWell remember back when my family got that trip to Egypt? Well what I didnÆt tell you is that while I was at the pyramids Wormtail ran off and I had to go running after him.ö
ôSo what is so interesting about that?ö
ôWell while I was looking all over for him, I bumped into this hot American blond with some of her family looking over some of the closed section of the touràthought she was some exploring muggle or somethingà anyway I was about to pull out my wand when her father, mother, and younger sister appeared right before me.ö Ron stopped to take a breath before continuing.
ôTurns out that they had found my rat handed him over to me.ö
ôAnd she is this blondÆs younger sister or is she the one you met?ö Harry asked getting a little lost on the details.
ôThe younger sister, the one I bumped into was named Gina, but thatÆs not important. You will never guess who her father is.ö
ôWhat some great wizard or something?ö
ôNot a wizard mateà.and Aura Mage.ö
ôRon donÆt be silly. Aura Mages are very rare, and I would know if you met one.ö
ôWhatÆs and Aura Mage?ö Harry asked taking another orange from the table before him.
ôA very powerful magic being Harry; virtually indestructible and loaded with more magic than any wizard of our generation. They are able to manipulate magic without the use of any magical conduit, but do use scrolls for more powerful spells, and can reform themselves from any damage. Thing is that they are so rare that they are thought of as myths by most wizards.ö
ôYea believe her on that mate, I could feel the magic just coming off of him.ö
ôSo who is her father then?ö
ôDr. Theodore Diggers.ö
Hermione nearly did a spit take. ôThe Dr. Theodore Diggers? But heÆsàbut that would meanàRon do you know who that is?ö
ôWell I bloody well should, he handed me scabbers. Thing is Brianna was looking at him as if it were a candy treat till I put him in my robes.ö
ôWho is this Dr. Diggers?ö
ôOne of the foremost minds in the wizarding world Harry. HeÆs from Atlanta Georgia and is married to the Arms Master of Jade Julia Brigard Diggers, a half giantess Amazon and his oldest daughter is Gina æGold Diggerö Diggers a world famous Archeologist and Scientist in the Muggle world. He apparently has two other daughters and a son-in-law, but there wasnÆt anything detailed on them I could find.ö
ôWhat are you talking about Hermione?ö
ôWhat Jade? Well if you had taken a more in-depth course on magical history you would have know that there was reference to a mystic realm in which a large percent of the magical creatures that lived on this world escaped to in an attempt to avoid extinction.ö
ôBut that is just a myth.ö Ron said. ôMe mom used to tell that to me as a bedtime story, but even she said that it was just a legend.ö
ôNo Ron it isnÆt.ö Hermione responded. ôIÆve come across several accounts of beings from Jade coming to earth on occasion. However the details were always sketchy and in some places it took me a few minutes to decipher it. And as far as getting any more details on Dr. Diggers you can forget it.ö
ôHow is it that you would know this?ö Harry asked talking for the first time in several minutes.
ôI tried to do a report on him for my Contemporary Wizards around the World class last year. I donÆtÆ know why but the library just didnÆt have much on him or his family outside small amounts of facts and a few minor notes as to the times that he and Dumpledore had interactions and one time that he visited our school as a guest lecturer.ö
ôWell you do know that you can just ask Mrs. Maximov up there if you want to know more.ö Harry said as he finished the piece of roast in front of him. Hermione just groaned at the simple logic of her friendÆs statement.
The dinner progressed with a certain level of wonder for all. For the new students it was a whole new world for them and for those familiar with the workings of Hogwarts, they got their first experience with those from another land.
Professor Hooch for instance was constantly starring at the garments of the new guests to Hogwarts. ôForgive me but I must ask where is it that you got that dress.ö She said to Brianna.
ôOh this?ö The lycanthropoid asked pressing her finder to the strap over her shoulder. ôYouÆll have to ask my husband on that. He gave it to me as a present a while ago. You like it?ö
ôWell actually I was just curious because it doesnÆt look like any wizardÆs clothing that I have ever seen.ö
ôOh itÆs not from what you would call a wizardÆs dress store.ö
ôYou do know that there is a dress code dealing with any group dinners right?ö The broom flying instructor asked.
ôReally? So is there a place on campus which you pick-up robes like yourÆs or something.ö
ôWell no, not on the school grounds here.ö Professor Hooke thought a moment trying to thing of exactly the right words to use as not to insult these guests from a different land.
ôIn Diagon Alley there are several store that sell robes ranging from traditional to tailor made. If you need I could give you the addresses for when you have the time.ö
ôGreat thanks. So IÆm not offending anyone by wearing this am I?ö Brianna asked as she blinked several times.
ôOh no not at all. ItÆs very nice, but I am guessing that it is some sort of muggle formal attire?ö
ôYea I wanted to look my best in first impressions.ö
ôAnd you do look quite lovely my dear.ö Dumpledore said entering into the conversation with his signature smile, which reminded Brianna of her fatherÆs old boss M. ôBut I think that you can all find something more appropriate by this time next week?ö
ôSure.ö Brianna said. Thinking to herself she went over the details. ôLets see should I have it tight enough that my assets were detailed in silhouette, or should I have it that I have the ability to conceal heavy firepower and smaller munitions. Well the material should definitely be made of some sort of fireproof material at the least; better yet I should have some sort of bullet or magic resistant material interbedded within the layers of cloth.Æ
æPrice shouldnÆt be a problem since I could just have daddy accept that it would make me safer and heÆd foot the whole thing. No sense in having muffin paying for it after he had to spend all that money to customize the car with all the weapons and EM defenses that I wanted in it.ö BriannaÆs calculating mind went over the fine points with excruciating detail. We close as the camera focuses on an obviously thinking cat-girl with a finger under her chin.
The next morning we see the new DADA classroom filled with students wondering why they werenÆt given a course list for this class, not to mention where their teacher was.
As the door shut behind the last student, the lights died faster than anyone could blink.
ôWhat the Bloody Hell is going on Harry?ö
ôDonÆt look at me Ron I donÆt have a clue.ö
ôHey you hear that? The GryphendoreÆs are scared of a little darkness. BOHO.ö A nameless Sytherin chided them as everyone brought out their wands andà
ôAllohamora.ö
As the last syllable was uttered, a red glow encompassed the room and what looked like a demon bat larger and faster than a thestral charged at them from the rafters with blood drenched claws and glistening teeth. In the first pass it nearly took one of the GryphendoreÆs to the afterlife.
ôIts coming back.ö Ron shouted as he tried to get a bead on it.
ôStupifie.ö Hermione said as the thing passed over head. The red blast of magic hit after it had already passed.
ôPerfectus Totalus.ö One of the Slytherins cried, but it too fell short of hitting the thing.
Moving to fast for any of the students to hit, the beast went in for the killing blow.
ôCREEEE!!!ö the drool of the thing looked like dripping fire in the firey light.
ôEXPECTRO PETRONUM!ö Harry yelled as the monster bat bore down on them again.
The white dog leapt up and smashed the beast back several feet where it slowly regained itÆs senses and returned itÆs attack.
ôThat didnÆt work Harry.ö Ron said.
ôOh really? I didnÆt notice.ö The boy said as he aimed again.
ôStuplify.ö Hermione said as the creature rushed towards them. This time it hit as the creature lost control and the momentum carried it over their heads and into a stone wall where itÆs head caved in due to the impact. Blood and brains stained the wall and the floor where the monster lay dead.
ôWhat the Bloody Hell was that?ö Ron asked looking the thing over.
ôThat was your entrance exam.ö Someone snapped their fingers in the dark and the light reappeared. ôCongratulations on a decent job.ö EveryoneÆs eyes were drawn to the front of the room where a man had his feet propped up on the table and his head covered by his hat.
As he rose, they saw that it was their new instructor. ôAnd for the record that it is a degraded bat demon from Guatamala; spawned from a degraded Vampire in bat form and a native bat demon. DonÆt worry he wonÆt be getting up.ö
The man standing before them was very different from the one that they saw the other night. This man looked as if he was a cowboy, minus the claymore sword on his back which looked like something out of a gothic horror movie.
ôThat was your first taste of what this course is going to be like, and believe me it will only get worse the further that we go. I wonÆt give you any false hopes on what this class is going to be like for you since you should by this time know that this world is a very dangerous place and all the more dangerous now. In here I will turn each and every one of you into a force to be recoded with.ö
As he spoke, the instructor walked down to where the students had gathered near the back of the room. ôThere will be no easy theoretical studies as long as I am here, nor will you get to slack off and hope to get by. My class isnÆt going to a study of dangerous creatures either. In here you all will be forced to come face to face with things people donÆt want you to know.ö
Drawing all attention to himself, he stood tall and erect with his hands behind his back as he addressed all of the class. ôYou probably think that you all know fear, that you know the darkness because you all have seen the workings of that punk Voldemort.ö Vlad stopped slightly as his studentÆs shivered.
ôOh donÆt give me that.ö Vlad commanded. ôIÆve encountered his best, and from what IÆve seen heÆs nothing more than a two-bit dictator with a few dark spells and charisma.ö Vlad growled. ôYea heÆs evil, there is no two ways about it, but he is mortal and mortals like him only think of gaining and keeping power without any real thought as to the consequences of their actions.ö
Vlad then ushered the students to sit back into their chairs.
ôI have a few things for you before we go any further.ö Vlad said as he handed both sides of the room sheets of paper. ôThis is a list of your expected reading list, and a completed list of things that you are expected to have with you for next time we meet.ö
ôYou canÆt be serious professor.ö On particularly annoyed Slytherin said looking over the list.
ôAnd what is it that I canÆt be serious aboutàMr?ö
ôMalfoy, Draco Malfoy. It says that we are to have a pair of running shoes, shorts and t-shirt. You expect me to run around in some fool muggle clothing?ö
ôNo Malfoy I will expect you to be in the uniform for a Slytherin for our daily double-time marches. On this sheet you will sign your name, sizes, and any potential conflicts due to scheduling in the appropriate section.ö Vlad then turned his back to the class and made his way to the front of the classroom. ôI will be training your bodies as well as your minds in this class. You will sweat, cry, and be broken so that I can remake you into a highly disciplined, trained, and ready force against those like Voldemort because if I donÆt, you will be dead.ö Vlad said smiling.
ôUh professor I donÆt know ifàwell you didnÆt really give us this in time soàö A very unnerved redheaded boy said as he muddled trying to find the right words.
ôAh, the uniforms are paid for by the school, but you will be responsible for their upkeep and maintenance. The books on the list will, IÆve been told, available for purchase by the end of the week. Now I want you all to take out a piece of paper and start to take notes. If there are any questions donÆt hesitate to ask.ö Vlad said as he took out a piece of chalk and wrote out two lines of latin:
ôIn absentia luci tenebrae vincunt.
Si vis pacem, para bellum.ö
ôNow can anyone tell me what these two lines mean?ö Vlad asked as he leaned against the back wall.
Only one hand shot up, and you donÆt have to ask who.
ôYes Ms. Granger?ö Vlad said tossing the piece of chalk at her. ôCome up and write the answer down.ö
Collecting herself for a moment, the young lady walked to front of the room slowly and unsure of herself.
ôDonÆt worry if you donÆt get it verbatim, just so itÆs close.ö Vlad whispered to her.
As her hand crossed the board she wrote under his words:
ôIn the absents of light, darkness prevails
If you want peace, prepare for warö
ôGood job, please sit down.ö Vlad turned and address the room. ôThis is the motto by which you all will be under till the time that you get out of my class and into the real world, or until they find someone else to do my job.ö The bell rang shortly after this. ôWell it looks like you have the privilege of going to your next class. Okay see you all next time.ö Vlad said waving off his class.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in utter shock after leaving that class.
ôThat man is bloody insane.ö Ron said.
ôRon behave.ö
ôBehave? That bloody Yank throws some sort of bat monster at us and then tells us he is going to turn us into some Special Forces unit. Well he can justàö
ôRon shut up.ö Harry said. ôI donÆt need this right now.ö
ôItÆs your dreams again isnÆt it Harry. That man was in your dreams?ö
ôNoàno itÆs what Voldemort said, something about two of his minions being killedàö Harry shook his head. ôWhat if heàI donÆt know.ö
ôHarry you mean that you think that Professor Maximov is some sort of killer? But Dumbledore wouldnÆt have him here if he was.ö
ôWell maybe not a killer, maybe some sort of warrior then.ö
ôWell I think that he is insane, but his wife is good looking.ö Ron said remembering the blond from last night.
ôRon how could you possibly be attracted to thatàthatàö
ôYea what man would be attracted to some well built blond with long legs, and a southern accent, not to mention that chest of hers?ö Ron teased.
ôRon you jerk.ö
ôEnough you two. I have more than enough to think of without having to deal with you arguing.ö Harry sighed. ôBy the way what is our next class?ö
ôWell our luck seems to be holding.ö Hermione said as she looked at the schedule. ôPotions with Snape.ö
ôGreat.ö
Let us go back to the DADA room now to see Vlad standing above the corpse of the Demon Bat.
ôCHAOS FLARE!ö a bright yellow ball of energy exploded from his hands and engulfed the beast burning the monster to cinders.
ôDonÆt you think that was a little much?ö Raziel said from within the Soul Reaver.
ôTell me Razielàwas it too much when you had to sacrifice yourself so that I could even see that False God to destroy him.ö Vlad responded. ôI have only a few short months to work with and so little to work with.ö
ôStill that Demon Bat is more than 90% of these kids will even read about.ö
ôIf this was under normal circumstances I would agree, but this is hardly normal circumstances is it?ö Vlad answered. ôNow what is next on things to do?ö
ôI think that the next class is the first years who are about to arrive in a half hour.ö
ôAh good. That gives me enough time to have Brenda give everyone a big surprise.ö
Speaking of the little werecheetah, she was sitting under a tree in the garden area in a bright pink jacket and blue jeans smiling as the people went by. She had already finished her home schooling coursework for most of the day, Brianna had just ended the section on Physics and Early American writers, and now Brenda was just taking in the sites and sounds of the school.
It was a pleasant enough place to be sure, but it was very unfit for a werecheetah to set up a residence for too long with the rolling hills and forests of Scotland. What Brenda needed was running room. The halls made for a poor choice in places to run because of the people coming and going, the stairways changing place, and besides that it would be very ill behaved of her to do so.
And so in looking for at least a school track to run laps on, Brenda finds herself at the edge of the forbidden forest near a very earthy shack.
ôWell what do we have æer?Æ A very deep voice asked as Brenda was walking past the house. ôA student out of æer robes? Now that wouldnÆt do so well with your professors now would it child?ö
ôUh sorry but IÆm not a student Mr?ö Well this man was certainly tall and about as broad as Great Grandma Mumsey, well maybe a little shorter than her. But Brenda was certain that this man was taller than Aunt Brittany in her hybrid form.
ôÆArgrid, Rubius Hagrid at youÆre pleasure.ö The giant smiled. ôIÆm keeper of keys and grounds ære at Hogwarts. And if ye arenÆt a student then IÆm bettÆn that youÆd be the daughter of that new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor ainÆt yea?ö
ôYes Mr. Hagrid. I am Brenda Maximov and I am here with my parents. Say you wouldnÆt know where I could find a track here would you?ö
ôWell the railroad be down at the station at the end of the road, but a little girl like yourself shouldnÆt be anywhere near there on your own, yea ought to know.ö
ôNo no not that type of track. I mean like a running track where I can run around on.ö
ôAh wish I could help yea, but sad to say most students donÆt have much use for something like that. Very big school ye see.ö
ôAh darn it.ö Brenda said kicking the dirt and pouting at the annoyance of the situation. As she did, a familiar scent filled her nose coming in the general direction of behind her.
ôBrenda there you are. YouÆre father is looking for you.ö Brianna said placing her hand on her daughterÆs shoulder.
ôOh hi Mommy Bri, just talking to Mr. Hagrid about where I could find a place to run around, but they donÆt have one.ö
ôYou can just call me Hagrid love, all me friends do.ö Brianna had heard of the half-giant who was the groundskeeper here and he seemed to be just as nice and well mannered as she had been told.
ôWell thank you very much Mr. Hagrid. And I am sorry to break apart the conversation, but Brenda youÆre father needs you to help with the lessons for the first years.ö Brianna smiled as she patted the little girlÆs head.
In a spit second the young girl was a blur of speed as she raced up hill and down faster than any other had ever done in the history of Hogwarts.
ôWellà now I can see why sheÆd be looking for one of thoseàwhat yea call æem?ö
ôTracks Hagrid, and you should see me when I get in full stride.ö
ôAnd just about how fast would that be?ö
ôAlmost the sound barrier, never been able to break it though.ö Looking at her watch, and blinked several times. ôSorry to cut this short but IÆm almost late for something very important. Catch you later Hagrid.ö Brianna waved behind her as she created a vortex and a cloud of dust showing her path towards the train station.
ôI be, that woman has to be the fastest thing I have ever seen.ö
Brenda wasnÆt even fazed as she walked into the large classroom.
ôYou started them off with a bat demon didnÆt you?ö Brenda smiled as she looked at her father. ôWasnÆt that a bit much for their first day dad?ö
ôWell I see that I canÆt get anything past your incredible sense of smell now can I?ö Vlad said as he lifted his head to see his little girl there walking up to his desk.
ôWell the stench of sulfur and the residual ozone from wands did give me a hint or two.ö Brenda said hugging her father. ôBut how did you get it so that it wouldnÆt attack you?ö
ôRemember what I said about degraded monsters generally being stupid?ö Brenda nodded her head up and down. ôIt went for the motion. And it was supposed to be the advanced class was it not?ö
ôI guess.ö
ôGood. I want you to help these kids keep up for a small run around the grounds. I know that you would hate to be caught up in this place for too long.ö
ôOh thank you thank you thank you.ö Brenda jumped and through her arms around her fatherÆs neck.
Another Maximov was finding it very hard to be cooped up in that old castle.
Brianna too the brief time being single again to indulge herself in one of her favorite pass times, outside sex and firearms. Yes shopping was the name of the game and Diagon Alley was the hunting ground.
ôLets see now, where were those two brotherÆs again?ö Brianna thought to herself as people rushed by her, well maybe rushed was the wrong word. In all honesty people would slow down as they passed by her. But Brianna ignored it as a minor annoyance.
ôExcuse me maÆam but do you know the way toàguess not.ö Brianna asked a witch who passed by without facing the lycanthropoid. ôHey sir do you know the way to the Weasley brotherÆs store?ö she asked a nice looking young wizard who passed her way.
ôWhy certainly love, now lets see where was itàhum..ö
ôYou do know that my eyes are up here thank you.ö Brianna said pointing as the sight of the man wondered a bit.
ôOh yes sorry. Uh itÆs that way about half a block there love.ö
ôThanks.ö Brianna said as she turned and darted off in the indicated direction.
"Ah that wouldn't happen to be the lovely and oh so pleasant Brianna Maximov visiting our humble story brother?" George asked
"Indeed I think that would be, whom else do we know with such crafted looks, or swiftness of foot?"
"Oh get off it you two." Brianna smiled. "Look I need some help with a few projects of mine, and I need the two most imaginative, industrious, and crafty people to help me. Money is no object by the way."
Fred and George began to grin at this.
"Well brother it looks like we have ourselves a little challenge.."
"A contest of the most difficult demeanor..."
"A battle royal of intellects..."
"Tell me, are these personal security..."
"...practical pranks,"
"...or perhaps some other sort of mischief we can help with?"
"I'll need everything you got on personal defenses, detection devices, and anything unexpected or experimental which can be pulled out at a moments notice or hidden away so people wouldn't know you had it. Preferably something that makes a really big and very loud bang." the cat girl smiled as she sat down and notice the devilish smiles on the two brother's faces.
Night had fallen over the United Kingdom and in a darkened section of London, a long black limonene was making its way down a long road.
The headlights dimmed as it pulled into the inky soup that was the cemetery.
"Lord Gotherwaine this is our stop." the driver said to the passenger smoking a long Cuban cigar in the back.
"Excellent work Vernon. Keep the motor running this won't take long." The wererat elder smiled as he exited the vehicle with six others in tow.
"Very good sire."
The group had stopped at about 16 feet from the car when they were surrounded by a group of men dressed in dark robes.
The sudden change in presence caused several of Gotherwaine men to instinctively go for their weapons, as did the men looking like dark monks.
"Stop be still." Gotherwaine said to his company.
"The same goes for you my loyal Death Eaters." Voldemort hissed.
"Theatrical as always I see."
"Merely aparatation. It's much more suited for our purposes."
"Whatever. Now what is it that required a personal appearance by me?" The wererat said lighting his cigar again with a flame from his thumb.
"I have need of certain professional services, more specifically I need your best assassins to track down and take out the being responsible for the death of two of my best agents."
"The vampire and your stooge? Not exactly what you would need my best for is it?"
Gotherwaine's smug attitude was more than able to hold up against the anger in Voldemort's eyes.
"I am dealing with a professional killing machine here, and I will be paying your bill after all."
"Your money. Alright here are the agents that you require." Gotherwaine snapped his fingers. "Romeo, Lynda, Moisha. They have been fully trained by the ninja master Zero and are under your commandàstandard contractional agreement and terms of service apply and standard down payment for long time costumers." the cloud of smoke surrounding the wererat elder looked like a vial shroud.
The three were young, that was easy to see. But even the darkest wizard in the world wouldnÆt challenge GotherwaineÆs word when it came to his agents; wererats had a level of professionalism to uphold after all, and Voldemort knew that those who didnÆt keep up were killed on the spot or tortured for their failure.
Voldemort smiled cruelly at this as it reminded himself of his own methodology. "Of course. Wormtail pay the man." The rat-like person pulled out a large sack of coins and handed it to the wererat elder.
"A pleasure doing business with you." Gotherwaine said checking the gold content he had received.
"Always." Voldemort said as he looked over the assassins he had paid for. "These will do
quite nicely."
End scene.
"Well that's that for this update." Shildy said with her tail raised up in the typical "happy" position, her sweats covered is sweat.
"This one was a long one wasn't it?" Eluza said while popping her knuckles.
"Yea, well what can you do?" Rabby said holding the Frisbee.
"I am exhausted." Patty said catching her breath.
"That really took the wind out of me." Agent Reptile said throwing back a sports drink bottle.
"You know that was actually fun. Want to do it again sometime?" Lufy said as she sped about throwing the disk from place to the other and catching it again. Turning she saw the way everyone was looking at her.
"What'd I say?" Everyone just groaned at the werecheetah.
Author's notes: Hope that you all liked this update and please review. Be with us next time for more danger, action, and blood shed that in pervious chapters.