When Darkness Rises

End of Three

"Can someone please take them to the Hospital Wing?" Charlie has phased back and is asking nearby people to help.

"We will," a couple Hufflepuffs step up. They take out their wands, floating to two mates away. Minutes later, the carriage with the rest of the group rolls up.

Causally, Charlie walks over to Blaise and whispers in his ear. The teen's eyes turn black as a creepy grin takes root. Just as casually, the ginger walks away, hands in pockets while whistling a cheery tune.

When Blaise turns his gaze on the two accused, his friends back away from them... Quickly.

In a sweep of a wand, their bonds are cut. In the next swish, the siblings are hoisted in the air by their ankles. Blaise circles underneath them, they spin too. He barely flicks his wand, moving it like a conductor silently counting off a beat. With each movement, paper cuts appear on the suspended ones' skin.

Students move closer to watch, though keep a fair sized arch around the boy who went demonic.

In his tower up above, Dumbledore is passing his office, plotting his next move.

In the Hospital Wing, Charlie is standing between his two sleeping mates and talking to Madam Pomfrey.

"How are they doing?"

"Mr. Malfoy is recovering from blood loss with the help of a potion. Mr. Potter, oh Mr. Potter, he is in a strange condition, but stable."

He nods. "Thank you."

She walks away to her office, as Draco starts to stir. "Char? Charlie?"

Stepping forward, the ginger lightly kisses his Veelas hand. "I'm here." At a rustle of sheets, both look to Harry.

He is standing as if in a dream state. Dull red eyes scan the room unseeing. Ears lay flat against messy hair. A nose twitches as the air gets scented. In the same dreamy state, he moves to the door.

"Let's follow him," Draco whispers. Charlie picks him up and follows the drifting Harry out the door. Steadily, they move through the halls, ending up outside.

When they got to where's Blaise is slowly torturing the two, a large out roar is triggered.

In sick fascination, everyone is watching blood slowly leak out of the hanging duo. Harry stops. Eyes glow to a brighter red. Tremors run through his petite body. In a fluent motion, he crouches, springs over the crowd, then lands on Ginny. Black wings spread as Harry wraps his legs around hers and latches onto her neck. The wings close around them.

The onlookers scream and move away, except for the small group that saved him earlier. The hybrid's mates move against the crowd, coming closer. Blaise, stops dancing around and focuses on keeping the hanging spell steady, as Ron is thrashing around like a lunatic. He is squealing like a pig for slaughter.

When Harry finishes, he jumps onto Ron, who slaps the vampire. In turn, the ginger's hand gets snapped. He screams out. His neck is punctured by a set of fangs, which quickly drink their fill.

Jumping down in front of the two dead bodies, Harry stands stalk straight with his wings stretched out. His fangs are bared. Power leaks off of him. Everyone stops, even his mates.

"What is going on here?" Dumbledore has exited his coup. Other teachers behind him. The crowd parts a direct line to the core.

"You're a little late, Professor." Harry spits.

"What have you done?!" He had noticed the dead bodies.

"Gotten rid of a problem. You will be next."

"Are you threatening me Harry? You know that is not nice." Dumbledore tries to be the good guy.

"Yes, yes I am. And I have the power."

"Do you?"

Charlie and Draco stand on either side of Harry. More stand behind him. "Yes I do."

Dumbledore goes to reach for his wand. His hand freezes. "Harry.." He can't speak anymore. Eyes go frantic.

"There is only so much of you that I can stand. But I like my voice. So let's hear it for a couple minutes." The predator stalks his prey, circling.

"Your crimes are: withholding information, lying, cheating, being deceitful, and well existing." With each tick of the fingers, the old man moves into a more strenuous position. A couple tendons audibly snap.

"You have murdered." At this, Harry turns on his heal. "Father, I think the Dark entourage deserves a call."

The whole crowd gasps at 'Father'. They step back as Severus rolls back his sleeve. He presses his wand tip to his Mark. A few silent words later and black streaks fill the sky. He makes another motion with his wand.

Slytherins stand taller as the other houses cower together. Teachers try to form a defense line.

Cresting the hill, are mass of Death Eaters lead by Tom Riddle. The mass forms a line opposing the teachers as Tom stands by Harry.

"I see you have Dumb-de-Dumb in nots. Did I miss a show?" Tom looks at the hanging bodies, that Blaise is still stranding by.

"A small one. I requested you here via Snape so you can see the revenge of what wrong was delt to you. Because I want everyone to know that you are innocent. That James and Lily Potter was killed by Albus Dumbledore."

A scream pierces the air. Dumbledore's blood curling scream.

"I want you to admit it! Admit that you killed them! Admit to your greatest sin." Harry yells at the yelping man.

"I don't know what your talking about," he gasps. In turn, his right arm twists violently behind his back. The left arm's bones explode. Shards of bone stick out of his skin.

Several people try to go at Harry. Wands from the dark cloaked side are drawn. Two mates move into a defensive position. Wands are drawn by the students.

"FREEZE!" Tom, Harry, and Snape yell. Everything goes still. Even the birds seem to be holding their breath.

"My greatest accomplishment was the start of my major power reign. I regret nothing. Not the knight I killed your parents. Not even the day I killed my sister."

"Really?" Aberforth had lowered his black hood. "You actually admit it?"

"I admit to everything." That was the last thing he said as Snape hit him with a bolt of green light.