The Master And Host Of Death: Book One

Chapter Eight

The Black family and Gaunt twins stepped through the flames that surrounded the fireplace and into Hogwarts' infirmary the next day to be greeted by a curious Madam Pomfrey and a furious Headmaster Dumbledore, though the enraged man schooled his features into his normal, twinkley-eyed grandfather façade once he saw who stepped through the green flames. They had stayed the day with James and Tom pranking each other and playing around all the while creating a new bond between all of them.

"Well, dears, how did it go?" The medi-witch asked as the exhausted family members pushed past them and into the main room of the hospital-like corridor.

"Good," Sirius answered through a yawn.

"Oh, you must be exhausted. It's about ten-thirty now, so you must be getting to bed," Madam Pomfrey ushered the family to the beds.

"No, no. We must be getting home, though the boys might need another check-up before they go to sleep. Come, Maia," Remus said as he hugged the six boys, "G'night boys. Have a good rest." As soon as the three left through the floo network, the Medi- Witch got to work on checking on the two boys. The first thing that she did was check all of the previous symptoms of the early creature change.

"Can you two please tell me the creature that you turned up to be so it can go into the medical files?" The only woman in the room asked.

"Catulus Hominem. It's a cat breed that's originally from Rome. They typically have cat animagus forms, this form, or a regular human form, as they can learn to school their features, though that takes years to accomplish. The creature name is Latin for 'kitten person'." Hadrian informed, as he was the more factual one and he had done research to find out more about the species they were.

Madam Pomfrey nodded and then scurried to add the new information to her student files.

Ron turned to the others. "Since I'm sure Hufflepuff is missing me, and I'm not a Slytherin like the five of you, I'm going to head to my house's chambers. I'll see you guys in the morning." Ron stated before heading for the door. He suddenly paused and twisted back around on the ball of his right foot, changing his happy features into a well-held glare. "If any of you dare to tell Draco, I will personally kill every last one of you. Savvy (Crossover between fandoms anyone?)?" His voice was a harsh whisper, slightly setting the so called "Death Eaters" off.

They all gulped and nodded.

Ron nodded once. "Good." He demeanor changed back to his chipper self. "Goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the bed bugs bite!"

Ron was walking out the door as Madam Pomfrey walked back in with the files. She finished her check-up then filed all of the information. "You may go now, boys. I'm all done."

The boys rose, gathering their things that they had brought with them and headed ok the door.

Dumbledore walked after them, calling out "You might want to cover your new appendages, my boys!"

They stopped, Hayden giggled darkly, saying, "Don't care what other people say, Professor. Can say we're sluts for all we care. That's the only thing we're good for, isn't it, Professor? Opening their legs willingly for any man they come across, being a whore? We know who you really are, and that won't be the case for us. We are the most dangerous. But don't you already know that, Professor? You tried that on our mum once and it didn't work. 'Cause our kind are loyal, you see. And that's why you killed him, isn't it? Because he wouldn't be a slut for you."

The old man chuckled. "My dear Hayden, I don't think you should talk to me that way."

"He can talk to you any damn well way he pleases, old man!" Jackson shouted.

Dumbledore growled. "You, mutt, should keep your mouth shut. Now, off to bed, before I have to reduce points from your house."