Black Red and Black Green

Chapter 11: Hogwart's Break-In

"About what? I'm not in the mood to talk and you didn't answer my question."

Ron glared at Harry. He already had a grudge towards him. If he was doing something to Charles, he would gladly leave Harry behind, even if Charles was against it.

Hermione spoke, "Are you doing something to Charles?"

She mentally slapped herself for being so blunt.

"No! Why would you think that!?" Harry faked offense and worry.

"Nothing," Ron said and sat down at the table.

Hermione followed.

'Gee, nobody is going to cook? They think I'm doing something to Charles. I could be poisoning Charles for all they know. They're stupider than I thought.'

Harry sighed and walked up to the kitchen and started pulling out pans and pots.

"Wake Charles up for breakfast," Harry ordered.

No one responded.

Harry sighed before flicking the wall, magically sending the sound to Charles's room and enhancing the volume.

A loud bang signaled Charles falling off his bed. Ron and Hermione immediately jumped out of their seats and ran upstairs.

Harry then wandlessly set up the table and summoned food on to the table when Ron and Hermione were out of sight. He had asked Slender if he could leave a pile of food in his room in the mansion so he could have emergency food. The room was filled alright.

Harry could perfectly cook, but he was a bit too lazy at the moment.

Charles came down with Ron and Hermione following not far behind. The faces of Ron and Hermione were a bit amusing to see. Ron was drooling while Hermione pulled out her wand to look for enchantments or potions. At least she was competent enough to do that.

When Hermione was satisfied she sat down.

Charles was already halfway through his meal. They sat in silence.

"I'm going back to Hogwarts," Harry declared.

"Why?" Charles asked, confusing his friends with his toe that held no worry.

"Charles Lily Potter! Do you know how dange-"

Harry cut off Hermione.

"Granger. Stop."

Charles then reasked his question.

"Why?"

"Ravenclaw's Diadem should be in the Come and Go room. I just plan on busting in and taking it. Simple, really," Harry stated as if it was obvious.

Ron didn't hear, he was too busy eating, while Hermione looked like she was going to have a heart attack. Sure, she had her suspicions, but she wouldn't let someone die!

"Okay," Charles said before turning back to eating.

Hermione could only sit, mouth agape, as Harry teleported away to the Forbidden Forest.

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Harry face-planted into the soil. He really needed to work on his teleporting. His teleporting was like Slenderman's, glitchy and dizzying.

Harry scanned his surrounding before taking off his glamor. Full uniform and pitch-black hair, barely visible in the shades of the Forbidden Forest.

Nightmare smirked as he brushed away a stray branch, he was going to put on a show.

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At Hogwarts........

The whole Great Hall was silent. Only Slytherins were chatting like they usually were, excluding some of them.

Half the Gryffindor table was empty. They had taken refuge in the Room of Requirements.

Death Eaters consisted of everything. They even kicked out some elves so they replace them for supervision. All professors were Death Eaters. Snape was Headmaster.

Any student that were on the light or neutral side looked either emotionless, sad, angry, or just plain out absent. Some just didn't care, most of them were on the neutral side, though.

Snape acted his usual self, emotionless. He honestly felt horrible for playing a part in Dumbledore's death. But he couldn't do anything but hope the Potter brat got a hold of things. Lucius had told him Nightmare and Ace were also after the Dark Lord's life. Maybe they could help the Potter brat, even if they were murderers, they had the same goal.

The Demon's ability to remove the Dark Mark, both excited and worried him. He was happy that their was a way to get rid of the mark, but worried because of The Demon was powerful enough to remove something the Dark Lord couldn't, who knows how powerful The Demon could be. Just the thought sent shivers down Snape's spine.

He had to announce that whoever knew anything about the Potter boy, must reveal it or face severe consequences. He was forced to announce it every 2 weeks. Today he had to announce it at breakfast.

It was insanely quiet, he noted.

"Attention,"

Snape didn't even bother to raise his voice, but it could still be heard as nobody even talked, besides some Slytherins.

All chatter stopped, and attention turned towards him.

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Nightmare teleported onto the ceiling of the Great Hall. He was just in time. Snape was about to make his daily announcement, he guessed.

He listened.

"Anyone who knows anything about Charles Potter is to reveal it or face dire consequences,"

Nightmare barely contained his giggle at the words. If only they knew they were right in the Order of the Phoenix's headquarters.

Nightmare turned his attention to where the Room of Requirements was. He hadn't bothered to remember where it was. Charles had led him to it every time. Nightmare just settled on asking someone.

Nightmare focused on the table the teachers sat at. The spot he was aiming for was right in front of Snape. A soft buzzing sound emitted as he teleported.

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As Snape sat down, the Slytherin's began to talk again, but then a really loud buzzing sound sounded. The area in front of Snape on the desk seemed to be glitching.

All attention was on the table and then many eyes widened as a mass murderer, otherwise known as Nightmare or The Demon appeared.

Nightmare softly landed on the table. He sat cross legged and scanned the crowd. The Death Eaters at the teacher's table had gotten up and backed away.

The students either backed away or tried to get a better look at him. None of them had seen Nightmare at all.

Nightmare's eyes then settled on Draco Malfoy, who was smiling a small smile at him.

"Hi Draco!" Nightmare called out. His voice was sickly sweet, cool, and apathetic at the same time if it was possible.

The shocked eyes of students and Death Eaters were very amusing to see. Some were convinced that Malfoy was telling the truth about knowing the murder duo.

Nightmare teleported in front of Draco floating.

"So.... How has your arm been doing? Infected anyone yet?"

"Yeah, infected Blaise, and my arm's been doing good."

"Awww, just Blaise? You could have infected your father you know."

Draco stayed silent at that. The student were horrified, making their own theories of what Draco could have done to his father.

Nightmare then turned down the volume of his voice, whispering.

Uncompleted.