Harry Potter And The Loa's Child

"Qetsiyah, I want Abby excommunicated.  When she calls on the spirits, none shall answer. When a witch aids her, they shall feel the wrath of the all the spirits on the other side.  I want Abby Bennett, shut out. Bonnie shall be her only salvation. "

Beyond the veil, Qestiyah was sething with rage. Retribution, is what she wanted. Abby had wronged Lucien and Qetsiyah wanted the disloyal fool hearted woman to pay.  Bending over his shoulder and putting her lips close to his ear, She whisppered, "I'll make her suffer for she's done..."

Although, Lucien couldn't see or hear Qetsiyah at the moment, he could feel the weight of her body on his back and her breath on his ear. Lucien's lips curved into a slight smirk and he knew his will would become witch law. 

* * * 

In the halls of Hogwarts, the atmosphere was saturated with a Myriad of teenage emotions. It was everything a school full of youth was  meant to feel like.  The end of the year was closing in the last task of the tri wizard tournament was fast approaching. 

Fully recovered from the second task, many of the chosen were ready to go. With Viktor's newfound power, Lucien finally had a worthy opponent for the third and final task. But unkbeknownist to Lucien, Viktor had yet to fully assimilated with black pearl and this made him a bit unstable.

Gathered in the headmasters office, Snape, Azeroth, and Dumbldore spoke in secret.

"Are you sure Severus?" Dumbledore asked

"I'm positive, I asked Dubois and Potter about it. I believe them when they say, they haven't entered my private collection" he replied

"Then somebody here isn't exactlly who they say they are. And they must be found, immediately."  Azeroth had the last word as he turned and exited the Dumbledore's office.

When the door was closed and Dumbledore could no longer seanse the presence of Azeroth, the elder man locked eyes with Snape.

"It's him, isn't it. A high ranking death eater has infiltrated Hogwarts and he's calling you to aid him in his endeveaurs."

"I believe so, Headmaster. Should we advise Mr.Potter to withdraw from the last task?" Snape inquired

"No. He must win and reap the benifits that comes with being the Tri-Wizard champion. Thanks to the young Lord Dubois--"

"Bennett-Dubois, to you, Headmaster. Remeber, he isn't found of you." Snape interupted

"Hmm, the young lord Bennett-Dubois has made Harry more aggressive in his battles. I believe he should be able to hold his own for one more task." Dumbledore continued

"If that's the case, we must double our efforts to find this spy and rid ourselves of his presceneces.Have you heard anything about the Ms. Delecour?" 

"Hmm, her grandmother seems to be incharge now. I've had Alastir send Aurors to investigate the massacare of the Veela elders. we should have answers within a week." Dumbledre sighed and looked towards his perched Pheonix, Fawkes.

"Not even Grindawald was so bold. Voldemort seeks to end this war once and for all and he's sparing none this time around." 

* * * 

The moon was full and high in the night sky. Lucien feel into a deep trance as he lost himself in the rays of moon light. He sat alone in the astronomy tower thinking of all the the past events during the days he battle for his sanity and control over his very being. Blood, l.u.s.t, death, pain, anguish, euphoria, and a myraid of emotions washed of him like a flowing stream.  

Atonement would only cause more problems and allowing his past to control his present and as a result, his future, was not an option. What could he due but isloate himself and come to terms with what he is. In his persuit of power, he acquired power that attempted to consume him and it's something that he might have to face again while on his road to ascension. Although dark magic didn't warp his psyche. Changing the nature of his existence bore a tribulation that all mortals would have to face.

"Momentum Mori. They were bound to die eventually. It must have been their time if they found theirselves in my grasps." Lucien spoke in tone free of regret and remorse. Once he rose from his seat, he made his way back to the slytherine common room and put on a show for housemates to top the night off.

* * *

In the bowels of the Durmstrang ship, Karkaroff towered over Viktor and Vera Krum with a  jubiliant smile. Over the years the pearl sat with out an owner, it slowly acc.u.mlating death energy forcing Viktor to split ownership with his wife Vera. 

They now had the precscen of the walking embodiment of death on earth, forcing their baptismal rank to the 5th baptism. 

As the last of the death energy assimilated with their body, Vera and Viktor opened their eyes with a new perspective on the world.

"How do you feel?" Asked Karkaroff

Shaking out their bones, Vera answered for the couple "Never better, Karkaroff"

Karkaroff squinted and took a closer look at the couple "How?" he muttered

"How, what, Karkaroff?" Vera asked as she already knew what he meant

"N-nothing." he replied 

Vera was now the dominate owner of the black pearl. If she ever manage to leave Viktor behind in terms of strength, she could strip him of owner ship and reclaim the death energy within. What Karkaroff feared most had come to fruition.

* * *

The sun was high in the sky and beamed down on Lucien and Zabini, though there was still a cool breeze that lingered in the area. The two young men discussed a myraid of topics as the smoked herbs under the sun, free of strife and worry for just a small moment in time. 

"So.."

"So, what?"

"Pansy, told me about you and Katie. She and Daphnee haven't left her side since"

"Is that so?" Lucien took another hit from his pipe.

"Yeah, she likes you, man. I mean from the day I met you, she's liked you. That's a long bloody time, man"

"I like her too. Just not as much as she likes me. Katie is a bit like her cousin. She sees as far her eyes will allow her. She's the type to enjoy Hogwarts and figure everything else out later. She wants to fall in love now..." 

Lucien stared off into the distance for a moment, "The point is, my now is reserved for other, more pressing matters. I'll do her more harm than good by going any further with her. She'll be okay with time. And then it would be as if never happened."

"Haha, we can die tomorrow, Lucien. Is it really that bad to want love, right now?" Zabini asked. Just by looking at Lucien 's face, all of his questions were answered "Hmm, I forgot. you are of a different bred."

"What can I say, Zabini? I'm not of this world."

Later that night, Lucien resisded himself to the Slytherine common room and played the piano while time steadily passed and the people along with it.