The Harvinger's Return; The Heart of a Slave Girl

The Slave: Part 10

George struggled against his bounds as he looked around the torture room. He had to escape. He just had to before any of these insane contraptions were used on him. He heard cackling and in waltzed Bellatrix and a couple of Death Eaters. Bellatrix gasped when she spotted him. "Weasley?" She moved closer. "Isn't the Weasleys pureblooded?" A Death Eater asked. "Yeah but their all blood traitors." Bella sneered. George spat in her direction causing her to giggle as the spit hit the floor. "Play nice, weazlebee. I have come to make you a deal," George grew worried as he braced himself mentally for what was to come. "When the time comes, you shall help us in over throwing the Dark Brat and in return you shall be set free." Bellatrix offered as she watched his every move. George was surprised. "What is the spawn of satan not reaching your expectations or is it that she is all grown up now and you can't control her?" George sneered only to be slapped. Bellatrix grabbed his jaw roughly as she sat on his lap. "Take.the.deal... or fined yourself barried next to the rest of your family members." Bellatrix snarled. George knew he had to survive, for his mother's sake. He huffed and Bellatrix beamed. "Good boy." She whispered in his ear just as the door flew open, slamming against the opposite wall. "Get out, all of you." Eliza hissed. Bellatrix stood and turned to Eliza. "Why do we have him? There is no use for him." Bellatrix asked. Eliza arched an eyebrow. "Are you questioning me?" Her voice held a dangerious edge. Bellatrix bowed her head and quickly left the room followed by the two Death Eaters. Once the door was shut, George couldn't help but laugh. "Something the matter, Wallambee?" Eliza asked as she sat down on the chair that magicly appeared in front of him. "Nothing, its nothing. Just that I was was wondering why they wanted to get rid of you... now I see." He chuckled. Eliza cocked her head slightly. "How would you know that? You've been stuck in this room." Eliza pointed out. George snickered. "I just got made a deal to get out of here so yeah, I took it," George leaned forward. "You may feel incontrol and like your father but the differance between you and that sodding git... at least he remembered to promote the loyal. This lot just wants to get rid of you." George hissed. Eliza flung herself at him as she smashed her lips to his as she held his head. George caught her by surprise when she stumbled away, she growled as she tasted the blood from her busted lip. "You will pay for that." She snarled. George lost his colour when she picked up a metal box. He freaked out when she put it on his head. There was a cage door small enough to see his mouth. He shouted and swore as Eliza laughed. "Until you learn to behave, my pet." He heard her say before he heard the door open and close.

Claire looked through book upon book of spells and enchantments. Izzy had given her a task to find a book about how to change her appearance. As days past, Claire had grown more and more suspicious of the tiny elf. Like there was something more that the elf refused to tell her. Claire huffed as she stepped down the steap ladder. "Izzy, I don't get-" Claire's foot missed the rung and she fell. Just as she thought she was going to hit the ground, strong arms caught her. Claire scrambled to her feet and turned to see Severus kneeling on the ground. Her eyes flashed black as she glaired at him. Severus stood and dusted himself off. "Thank you, father for preventing me from breaking my neck." He mocked. Her eyes turned back as she looked away sheepishly. "What do you want?" She asked as she walked over to the table and set the book, that she had been clutching onto for dear life, down on the mahogany surface. He cleared his throat. "I have come with an explaination to my harsh words." Severus said. Claire turned to face him. "And?"
Snape looked at her as if he were baring his soul. "Eliza was controlling me and once you left... She came for George Weasley and when Minerva stood in the way..." He trailed off but Claire understood. She briskly walked over to him and threw her arms around his neck. Snape wrapped her arms around her small frame and burried his face in her neck. "I couldn't stand the things I was saying to you. I can't lose you like I lost your mother." He sobbed. He crumbled to the floor, pullin her on his lap and holding her as if she were still a small child. She would never admit it but she missed her father dearly. "I love you, daddy." She whispered. He held onto her tighter as if she would slip away from his grasp if he let go. When they both composed themselves and got to their feet, Claire turned back to her book. "Izzy has had me looking through every book to change my appearance." Claire told him. "I shall assist then." Claire looked up at him. "What about Hogwarts?" He walked around the table and took the book. "We have finished evacuating the school so that I may assist you." He said with determination. "I hope you don't mind that I also brought the others." He said absent mindedly as he flipped a page. "Others?" Claire questioned. As if on que, the doors opened and in walked the Hogwarts teachers. Claire sighed. "Do I get a choice?" She asked, turning back to Snape. He smirked slyly. "Nope."

Minerva choked on the lump that quickly formed in her throat as tear rushed to her eyes. Albus Dumbledore smiled as he shut the door behind him and sat on the bench opposite of her. "A-Albus, is- is this really you?" She choked out as she reached out and took his hand in her own. He smiled at his eldest friend. "Yes, Minerva. It really is me." He whispered soothingly. A sob escaped Minerva. "Am I dead?" She asked. Albus nodded saddly and she held onto him tighter. After Albus let her compose herself, he smiled. "I have missed you, my friend." He said trying to get her attention. Minerva gave a feeble laugh through her tears. "I have missed you more, Albus... Why are you here?" She said with a soft smile. Albus grinned and stood, the compartment door sliding open by it's self. "I have come to take you to the others." Albus said, offering his arm. Minerva didn't hesitate as she wrapped her arm around his. "Others?" She asked as they walked out of the compartment and down the corridor. They stepped through the door to the next carriage but found themselve's standing in the Great Hall. Minerva didn't pay attention as she stared up at the Teacher's table, gapping. "Welcome Minerva." Christina stood and walked around the table. Minerva didn't miss that she was wearing the same robes she had when she died but they were pure white. Christina embraced Minerva and the elderly woman held her tight. Christina finally let go and moved to the side to speak to Albus as Harry smiled at his favourite Professor. Minerva smiled. "Hello Potter." She addressed him. Harry laughed and ran up, hugging her. "I have missed you Professor." Harry said as he pulled away. Minerva looked back up at the table and saw everyone who had died in the second wizarding war. Even Sirius was there, laughing at a joke Remus had told. She watched as Tonks elbowed his side. Minerva smiled dreamily at the sight. Kingsley pointed to a piece of paper as Fred shook his head. Eliza's victims. Minerva frowned but quickly hid it as Christina wrapped her arm around the elderly witch's shoulders and guided her to the table. "Your just in time to help us." Christina said as she let go and came to stand next to Sirius who seemed uncomfortable. "With what?" Minerva asked as she looked down to see maps and scraps of paper. "We are helping Claire against Eliza." Fred said. Minerva looked at Fred with saddness. "I couldn't stop her from taking George." Minerva said with regret. Fred smiled with determination. "He isn't here so he must still be alive. Thats all that matters." Fred said optimisticly. "Yes and if Claire succeeds, we all will be alive again as if none of this happend." Christina said as she sat down. Minerva felt the realization. "Your not proposing-"
"I am." Christina interupted with a dead set gaze on Minerva. "Have you all not realized that it could make things more worse than they all ready are? Besides the point, Claire is just a child. Are you not worried for her safety?" Minerva questioned as she looked around the table. Ginny scoffed. "Finally, a voice of reason." She said. "It's too late to turn back, Mrs. Potter. Ms. Snape is our only hope." Albus said grimmly. "She has already seen all my memories. My elf has been purparing her for this." Christina confessed. Minerva sat down heavily in a vacant chair. "But she is just a girl! What will you do if she is the next one to walk through those doors?" Minerva whispered. Everyone went silent as they looked at Christina, whom was still eyeing Minerva. "I have already activated her powers through her dreams. She jumped threw the barrier of fire. She will- she can do this." Christina said carefully. The look on Minerva's face made Potter smirk and bite his bottom lip. Remembering how she constantly gave that look when the Golden Trio saved the school. It was a heated stare down between the two. Fred leaned over to say something but then he remembered George wasn't there. Minerva noticed this and faultered. "What do you want me to do?" She asked in deffeat. Christina clasped her hands together on top of the table as she leaned forward. "Where is the curraint position of the time turner?"