Heir of the Founders

Air

Ok, this is going to get really confusing but what i'm about to do in the next chapter is unreal for a twelve year old. For that reason, the heirs are actually in 4th year, before the tri-wizard cup began but after the Quidditch world cup. Sorry bout that, but yeah. I couldn't put it any further forward as i didn't want them going a year back instead of 2. Hermione and Harry now also still have the wand holsters but i have decided that they only protect the pair from minor hexes, jinxes, and curses, because otherwise, what fun would that be? Oh and if Luna wasn't in their year, she is now, as she has to be for my plot to work out. Just so you know, this chapter is going to be quite bloody and will involve torture and death. Just a warning.

Chapter 16

Screams of men and women drowned out the sound of buildings crashing down around them. Young children, crying their eyes out trying to find their family. Women, desperately trying to find their children and husbands. Men, feeling helpless as they watch multiple things collapse on their loved ones, never to breathe again. Cracks were heard around the entrance of Diagon Alley, and Aurors began circling around the buildings, trying so hard to keep them up. Black surrounded them like smoke, and everyone knew at once what had caused this tragedy. Death Eaters.

The four heirs were thrown back as well as the goblin just in time to see the roof collapse exactly where they had been. The goblin grabbed all four of them and disaparated just as the rest of Gringotts collapsed. They were apparated just outside of Gringotts and a gruesome sight met their eyes. Bodies everywhere. Buildings destroyed. Red liquid splattered everywhere. Spells getting thrown everywhere. Blood. Torture. Death. What had happened? One minute, a kid had been getting an ice-cream, a woman had been buying quills, men had been looking at the new broomstick. Next minute, kid being blasted out of the way. Women being tortured and used as toys. Men having to watch all of this while dying. Limbs had been blown off of their owner, bones sticking out in odd directions. Peoples necks were mangaled, throats slashed. Beheaded. Kids were crying in pain and horror as they watched their family and other people being tortured. One by one, the people fell. The children were watching things they should never had seen, even when they were older. They were watching their parents, slowly dying, trying to reach them. Their limbs being broken and torn off. Their necks being broken. Their backs arching in pain. And thats when he came. The man if you could call him that, who started this war. Voldemort.

Although not in his human form, he had learned animagi over the years he had lived and took the shape of an anaconda with gleaming red eyes. If he turned back into a 'human' he would be vulnerable. He could not risk it. His eyes searched for his prey and spotted Harry Potter and his friends battling his Death Eaters. 'How dare he! He is not worthy of battling my followers! The filthy half-blood!' Voldemort thought. Even though he himself was a half-blood, he despised his muggle father and hated his mother for leaving him as he had been told. He actually pretended to be a pure blood as it was disgusting to be thought of otherwise. He acted like a superior pureblood, the way they should act, not as a blood-traitor like some families.

As he wove through the legs of people, both dead and alive, he was about 10 metres away before a tornado started forming. Each second that passed it was gainning power. The battle ceased for a moment, and everyone forgot what they were doing. All eyes were focused on Luna, and everyone backed away including the other three heirs. Everyone had cast spells to stop them flying away and getting caught up in the tornado. People looked into the eyes of Luna and were scared at what they saw. Her eyes now had no pupil but were light blue with white streaked through them. The colors were swirling in her eye and it became more intense as the tornado go stronger. It went under her, lifting her up to the top of where Gringotts used to be, overlooking everyone.

"You shall not harm them." Luna said in a deadly voice. Just as the Death Eaters were about to dissaparate, she flung out her hands, each finger pointing to a different Death Eater. Surges of wind shot to them, knocking them off their feet and wrapping themselves around thei unfortunate victims. Lunas hair was now looking like Medusa's hair, but without the snakes as it danced around. All the Death Eaters were now bound and unable to disapparate. Luna then turned to Voldemort, who was still posing as a snake and spoke. "If you dare try and touch these people, or any other innocent people, i will personally deal with you. Got it?" Luna glared at the snake, and sent it flying with the other Death Eaters, wanting nothing more than to kill them.

She had been so caught up in protecting everyone she hadn't noticed her friends.

"Luna?" Hermione said, her voice shaking. She didn't respond and Hermione said it a little louder which gained the blondes attention. Hermione's eyes had tears threatening to spill and not knowing if her friend was alright. Luna lowered herself down once she got back in control of her body and powers. She fell into Neville's arms and looked like she was going to pass out any minute.

They looked around and saw only a few survivors. What caught Harry's attention was a young boy, no older than 9, trying to wake up his mum. "Mummy, i'm ok, we can go home now! Mummy? Mum? Talk to me Mummy please!" desperation was clear in the boy's voice. Harry made his way over to the young boy who was now hugging his mothers mangled body, trying to put her back together again, hoping that she would take him home. "Mummy?" Harry reached the child and rubbed his back.

"Your Mum has gone to a better place now. But she won't come back. I'm sorry." Harry said, not knowing how to tell the child. Trying to find out what to do with the boy, he asked him a question. "Where is your Dad?" The boy looked up, tears streaked down his face, his hair messy, and he reminded Harry a lot of himself.

"He was one of the mean people who hurt Mummy." Pain filled his voice and he hugged Harry, who was taken aback but comforted the young boy.

"What is your name? And what was his?" Harry said.

"Xavier, Xavier Beale. I really don't want to say daddy's name." The boy looked ashamed but still hugged Harry. The rest of the heirs came up to Harry and was accompanied by the goblin.

"Lord Potter, Longbottom, Lady Potter, Longbottom, i think i might have the answer to why Lady Longbottom here did what she did. As i was saying before, you four are the heirs of the first and only ever until now Elementals." The goblin stated with shock.