Hm, I suppose even vipers have mommies.

Blood calling out to blood? Could it be? *laughs wickedly* Oh, I do hope so...

Eeep, that must have hurt A WHOLE LOT. =O
Okay, so I love her. *sticks approved-by-Maxie taggie on her forehead*

=DD

Sorry, the photocut thingy wouldn't open for me. Probably another upgrade glitch. *shrugs*
But inquiring minds wanted to know!!

Yup, That's Cormac, alright

It's officially official. You write awesome heroines. Love it! ♥

♥

In case I haven't yet put one up in your Visitor's Messages *secretly loves those things* Here's one:



It means a lot to me that you all take time out of your busy days to read my silly fics. I do appreciate it and if you all lived in my neighborhood I'd throw you a block party.


Where have all the good men gone
and where are all the gods,
where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms,
isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Chapter: “Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods, where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising arms, isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed? I need a hero. I’m holding out for a hero ’till the end of the night …”

“Ginny! Ginny!” He ran yelling through the train running past the smoke and the spells. “Ginny!”

A boy fell at his feet stunned, Harry lashed his wand up causing the Death Eaters clothes to blaze in fire.

“Ah! You basilisk!”

Harry kicked him on the shins and with a little help shoved him out of an open train window.

“Is he going to be all right?” the third year who had helped Harry asked about the boy lying on the floor.

“He’s breathing isn’t he?” Harry said breathlessly.

The third year looked at Harry rather puzzled. He had not expected such cold words from Hogwarts’ most infamous hero.

Harry grabbed the boy’s shoulder, there wasn’t much time. “Get him into your compartment and lock yourself in it. Don’t let anyone in who doesn’t know last years common room password or something only the students would know.”

The boy hesitated.

“Do it. Now!” Harry screamed. The boy did as he was told.

Harry kept running down the train.

“You rude young man,” the woman with the food trolley said, “Here have a pasties for your troubles,” and with that she punched the man with a pumpkin pasties. A group of first years threw themselves over the man kicking and punching and hexing him.

They had everything under control so Harry kept running and searching.

“Ginny, Ginny!” He screamed.

He couldn’t stand the idea of her hurt, so Harry ran with all his might deflecting spells, throwing Death Eaters aside pushing past the smoke, the fire, the crying children, the wounded, the pain and the sorrow unfolding around him. The only thought he would spare was for Ginny Weasley’s safety. She was like a sister to him, wasn’t she? Wasn’t that why he wanted her safe? He didn’t know and at the moment he didn’t care. All he cared about was saving her life.

But her rescue would have to wait Harry realized as he ran into the prefects compartment. It was situated in the center of the train. He could already see Ernie’s body outside the door there cold, the Hufflepuff’s wand still in his hand, both of which were broken. Next to him two Death Eaters lay unconscious. Harry looked in the compartment in time to see her as the spell struck.

“I love you, Ronald Weasley,” Hermione whispered as she fell to the floor.

“You little b--” the Death Eater remarked making to kick her unconscious form.

Harry ran in and without thinking threw himself at the dark cloaked figure. He knocked the man down tripping over the five other fallen Death Eaters. Hermione had not gone down without a proper fight.

Elsewhere, Ronald Weasley was pinned against the wall, a cold hand at his throat, a wand pointing at his heart, yet the Weasley boy smiled. So what if he died? At least he’d given the first years a chance to escape.

“I hope your heroics were worth it blood traitor. Because they’re going to cost you your life.”

“Expelliarmus!” Went the first spell. The wand flew out of the man’s hand. As he let Ron fall to the floor another spell hit him, “Stupefy!” and then another, “Incendio!” The man lay on the floor on fire.

“Ginny,” Ron gasped for breath.

“Oh, all right,” she doused the unconscious man with water.

Ron coughed, smiling in spite of the fit. He could not take his eyes off his little sister.

“He was messing with my family, Ron.”

“I didn’t mean turn of the fire … I wanted to say … thanks.”

Ginny smiled and he smiled back at her. Ron picked up his wand and they ran out of the compartment. The Weasleys didn’t need to say it, they knew what they had to do. They had to find Harry.

♥

Next: There will be blood ...

This song has been in my head all last evening, and all day today. Fits in your story perfectly! This is such a good idea. Harry is so good at thinking especially under pressure. She doesn't pull any punches does she.
Have I told you lately how much I love this story? All of them actually. Your terrific. Are you still happy with how much your nanoing each day? Hope is all well.

For some reason Snitch Seeker ate my message!

I haven't really got time to type it all again so here's the gist:

Shock Horror! They killed Ernie!

Threatening Glare! Don't kill Neville!

OtteryStCatchpole = fabulousness!

It no sounded cold to meeemeee. =O

Okay, maybe it did. A little. xP
THOSE IDIOTS! I can not believe they killed Ernie!


I love these two. <3

REPLIES:

Connie: Hey Conners, Happy Thanksgiving! *glomps* I haven't forgotten this story though I am running out of posts so ...

I'm glad you read my stories, but I'm starting to wonder if you don't get them all confused I do ... This is the one with the Marxists right? *looks at the title* Okay, no.

HannahLongbottom: Jools, I need to read your story ... I will look for it soon, November is almost over and Nano will be out of the way so I will have more time to you know, work on my fics and actually read people's fics. So ... expect me there soon. But don't post too much, then I'll have to play catch up

SenoritaMaxie: Don't worry Maxie, *gives you a blanket* This story only gets colder ... Yeah, *starts a fire for you* The Weasleys are love Maxie ... did I already post Maxie Zeus's appearance? He's on the train too ... Oops ...

Ernie's dead? I guess that means Neville's next according to the prophecy ... what? I didn't let you all read the prophecy yet? *pulls it out* Oh, no wait, Ginny then Neville ... I wasn't supposed to tell you all that was I?

*starts the story before he gives away anymore spoilers*

“Come with me Luna,” Neville said grabbing the girl by the hands and leading her in the opposite direction Harry had gone.

“We’re are we going Neville? I hardly think this is the time to be giving out declarations of love.”

“What? Me? No.” Neville blushed at the accusation and flustered stopped for a moment to regain his thoughts. “We’ve got to take control of the train. If they stop us we’re done for.”

“Of course.” Luna replied. “What was I thinking.”

“I want to help too,” said Hannah.

“Come with us then,” Luna replied. “Wands out everyone, I don’t think this is going to be just some silly prank.”

Neville didn’t know what to think and at the moment he didn’t really have time to care, so placing a hand over his breast pocket he led the girls up the passages towards the train engine.

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As Luna, Hannah and Neville ran down the train they saw the smoke and the fires, the fighting and the screaming and the blood. There were so many bodies thrown about, it was not easy to tell who was simply hurt or dead. More than once they stopped to help but things were not looking good for their side. There were a fair few Death Eaters and while the students still outnumbered them the first years had no magic to speak of and were more of a hindrance than a help. Also, what kind of magical experience did the students have? Except for the members of Dumbledore’s Army most of the others hadn’t really practiced practical defense magic in over a year.

The Slytherins were all hiding or just not interfering in any meaningful way and the Death Eaters seemed to know what they were after targeting certain people. They were methodically searching for certain students and people.

“We’re never going to make it through all these cars, Luna!” Neville exclaimed. “The Death Eaters have taken that other car and they’re not letting anyone through.”

Luna could see Neville was right. A group of three Death Eaters were holding a car at bay even as some Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors were trying to get them out of there. It was a fire fight of spells flying back and forth and there simply was no way to advance further.

“I’m going to help them,” Hannah said seeing some of her classmates.

Neville stopped her before she walked off.

“Hannah,” he blushed. “Please, just … be careful, okay?”

“I will Neville,” she replied. She took a few steps forward then stopped turned and walked back. “Neville, you take care too.” She did an odd thing then, taking his face in her hand she turned him to face her and she kissed him on the other cheek. He blushed.

“You be careful too, Luna,” Hannah said, and ran off.

“How odd,” Luna said, “she didn’t kiss me.”

Neville just blushed even more. They were at an impasse. They could stop and help the others fight the Death Eaters but then was anyone actually trying to get to the train’s engine?

“It’s times like these I wish I had a magic carpet,” Neville said.

“We could just climb out and walk over the top of the cars,” Luna suggested.

Neville turned to look at her as if she were insane and then realized Luna was not joking. He sighed. If Luna could suggest it the least he could do was try it. So, they walked out in between the train cars and took the ladder up to the roof of their car. Their actions however did not go unnoticed.

♥

NEXT: Sebastian Shaw, and you all thought he was just a throw away character and Draco's Daddy ... Oops

Happy Thanksgiving!

Which story? Did you finish Bright Lights? Cos Tempestuous has spoilers for Bright Lights, big ones There's six chapters up, cos I updated yesterday. I keep thinking that my chapters are far too long and that I should put them up in the three parts that I split them into... but then they wouldn't make as much sense... I'm rambling. With Tempestuous there's a theme with the chapter titles that no-one has pointed out yet *wonders if Otts will spot it*

*Gives Otts a threaten glare* We've been over the Luna/Neville ship nonsense.

My girl! Hooray!

What an odd gesture... hmmm I wonder what that could mean.... hmmm


Oooh! Tense! What are they going to do?

That was sweet! Otts you are too fab!

That had me giggling like a loony!

Yikes! Who noticed? Are they friend or foe? I think I'll just till your next update!

I think yes, I remember it well. Otts and Teddy tied me up, offered me a blindfold, and asked for any last requests. AND left me there with the blood, the guts, and the beer. No, wait that's a song.
Well it's all right now, I learned my lesson well, Wait a minute that's another song. Actuall I escaped (you knew I would, yes?And I learned not to evoke the wrath of the, Great and powerful OttsI'm on a roll, aren't I? This is scary, I hope Dumbledore gets there before they find the ones they're looking for. Great post Ottery, and I hope you had a wonderful day.

No probs luff I'm too obsessed not to want to make one


Now just bring out Jacob *fangirls*

You're too awesome

Luna!
OHMCGEE! I knew it!

Meanwhile in a flat in London, a battle of a different kind went on. No less important a battle nor any less deadly.

“Of course, I’m doing something about it Minister. I can’t expect your men to …”

“You had someone on the train, then?”

“I had a couple of someone’s on the train, against the possibility, yes,” Sebastian Shaw answered cautiously.

“You will disclose to us those operatives, the location of the train--”

“That’s where you’re wrong Minister,” Sebastian Shaw replied standing up. As he did so, however, the aurors flanking the minister had their wands out and pointed at him. “This is how you treat me in my own home? You come here demanding answers, you draw weapons against me in my own house? You really have dragged this ministry down to my level haven’t you minister?”

“There are children on that train. I don’t have time to bandy words,” Scrimgeour threatened, “nor will I.”

“Fancy that. Neither do I minister. I don’t have time to bandy words. I have something to be doing about the vampire problem that your ministry seems to be ignoring and of course, who can forget the Dark Lord? His minions are obviously using this as a cleverly disguised ruse, didn’t you think on that? While you all run around in a mad panic he’s busy doing something else more dangerous.”

“You can let us in on that at the Ministry.”

“I’m afraid not minister. This is still a free country and I plan to keep it that way,” Sebastian replied.

Scrimgeour looked at Sebastian Shaw darkly. He was not accustomed to being spoken back to, and already Harry Potter had taken it upon himself to do just that, and now this upstart. He made to grab Sebastian by his lapels, he was done being nice and found himself stepping back instead as a wand came up under his throat.

“You’ll be walking back slowly I think minister,” an invisible voice said, all anyone could see was a hand and a wand popping seemingly out of thin air.

“Who the devil?”

“You didn’t think I didn’t have guards did you?” Sebastian replied. The other two aurors were giving up their wands as well. As one of them was pinned against a wall by what had a second ago been just a stone gargoyle and the other, Mr. Weasley, lay his wand down on the ground while a young girl in a cloak who had walked seemingly out of the wall pointed her wand at the man’s head.

“You sir, are no gentleman!” Mr. Weasley exclaimed dropping his wand.

“No. I’m not.” Sebastian Shaw replied with no pretense at sarcasm. “What I am is at war and I’m trying to make the world a safer place for our children.”

“You wouldn’t know anything about children,” Scrimgeour exclaimed.

“You wouldn’t know anything about your enemies would you Scrimgeour? What exactly do you know about Tom Riddle? Do you know what games he likes to play, do you have any idea how his mind works? Do you know what he’s plotting over all? Do you know what his ultimate goals are? I don’t think so. You’re just a silly little auror who knows to point and shoot spells. What the people elected in fear. If they’d had sense enough to think they might have thought to hire a strategist and not merely a soldier to save their world.”

“Their world, Shaw?” Mr. Weasley asked, “are you formally bowing out of it?”

“No. I’m still very much a part of it Mr. Weasley, but I’m not one of those fool enough to think that the rule of law should be applied merely with a heavy stick.”

“But it does come in handy doesn’t it, boss?” the girl with the multicolored robe holding Mr. Weasley at bay interjected, smiling. Her robe was a secret special one that could change its colors to match the surroundings so that it blended into anything making the wearer almost invisible.

“You all will be leaving my house before me. And I would not suggest your men or you coming here again minister.”

“Not that the house will be here for you to find,” the girl added. Shaw silenced her with a firm look.

“Those children …”

“It’s regrettable that you let things escalate to this level, minister. My operatives are doing what they can.” He handed the minister a small folded paper. “That’s a map of the train’s route in real-time. It follows the train as it goes. Good luck. If you try to interfere with my men they will respond in kind.”

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Hmmm Maybe now, the kids can get some help. It doesn't seem as though the operatives are doing much, or do they have a different agenda? No answers excpected, just thinking outloud. I'm also wondering if N.M. is there on Voltemort or Sabastian's orders. Great post Ottery. It's so good to be reading your posts again. Love your stories. I was wanting to ask something else before I go. Are there pictures somrwhere? Sounds cute.

If anyone is still out there reading this ... *crackles* I was lost in a sea of despair. I've traveled through the forests of self-doubt, and I've fought the demons of oppression and the holiday blues. I think ... I think I've bested the beasts ... the sun ... I think ... I think, the sun will come up ... tomorrow ... bet your bottom dollar that ... tomorrow ... the sun will shine ...

If anyone out there is still reading ... I've put in the chapter links so you can reread the story and skip all the replies ... I will return with ... an update and smores ... for me anyways. I hope you all ... are still here.

Merry holidays if you celebrate them. If you don't ... happy days anyways. I will be here ... *static* ...

loves ... Ottery over and out ...

[*/end transmission]

Received transmission/ I just skimmed over the story last night to keep refreshed and nearly wore out the wheel on my mouse. The link will be appreciated if I need to refresh again. I'm still here and always will be. The best of holidays to you and your family. Oh, and your new Avitar is beautiful./ End transmission

Otts, of course we are still reading. Have a cool yule and come back your brilliant self. xxx

I ish lovin the new update and I'm still reading

Happy Holidays to all *santa*

I'm really sorry for not commenting for a long time. Here's my comments for all the posts i missed:

Every now and then: First of all, i love that song! Go Seamus for fighting back! That was kind of funny. That little scene with Draco and Narcissa was so cute. Except Narcissa is mean which just kills the effect. And "Drakykins". That was hilarious. And the part about Draco's favourite treat.

Next one: I love Voldemort's Death list! The reasons are really funny. Especially Santa's. Cormac reading a love letter out loud. That must be very funny to run into! Good on Cormac for fighting the Death Eater, even if he forgot about his wand and decided to use his fists. Haha! Kitty Hawk is so funny! Throwing Wolf's Bane potion at an approaching werewolf and then kicking him between the legs with a smart line is simply classic!

Where have all the good men gone: Firstly, another song i love that you've included. Haha! Luna is so funny! The way Neville, Luna and Hannah are taking action reminds me of the part in DH when Neville had taken over as the head of DA when the trio had gone. Aw! Neville and Hannah! Neville and Luna climbing on top of the train to fight the Death Eaters. Wow. Cool plan! Hope it works!

Next one: Uh-oh! Not another battle. Silly Ministry. They really don't have a handle on things very well do they? I love the sound of that colourful cloak!

We'll still be reading. It's silly of you to suggest otherwise. Kidding. Happy holidays!
Kita
PS: Both of those songs are in my head!

*is grinning like an idiot* OMG! This has been the best flippin' Christmas EVER! I can't say why ... maybe later ... but OMG! I love Christmas!

I'll be back with an update and more giddyness OMG! Thank you all for being here ...

T: Enough with the ooey gooeyness lets get this fic finished! *fires the cannons*
O: Yes, I have to admit the whole taking of the train has kind of derailed this story hasn't it? *ahem* My apologies dear readers I'll kill off a few characters and get this puppy back on track.
T: Sax, violence and gratuitous *Otty clamps Teddy's mouth*
O: The usual stuffs ... *to Teddy*



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The girl was reading a book when they walked in. Likely they thought they’d scare her, that they would be something truly menacing dragging a boy into the compartment by his hair screaming. They were new recruits, they did not know. Nynevah calmly put her book down. The Ravenclaw had seen and faced horrors they could not even begin to imagine.

It was without the slightest bit of drama or giving away anything that she pulled out her wand and stunned them all. The boy stared up at her crying.

“It’s going to be all right,” she said and sat the third year down. Through the open door she could hear screaming. Little did the Death Eaters know it was only the beginning. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down the rage inside of her because if it built up she would lose control and her spell would envelope everyone. Calmly she opened her eyes and cried, “nightmare” and a cloak of darkest night descended over her car.

♥

Okay I'll make it a double post ... to rush it along *is really behind now*
WARNING: The following post contains graphic content about bugs so ... uhm, if you don't like creepy crawlies or have a phobia of insects you might want to skip it.

“And that’s why they call me Spider,” the bald bespectacled man said for the umpteenth time as two Death Eaters, a man and a woman, screamed in terror grabbing at themselves trying to flick off imaginary bugs. He stepped quietly out of the compartment and ran into an old friend.

“Bellatrix Lestrange, is that you love?” Spider asked smiling evilly. “I haven’t seen you in a very long time. Would you care for a chocolate?” The man made to offer her something from a small metal box and she screamed.

“Oh no you don’t you vicious little basilisk. I know your little trick I can … I can …” Bellatrix stood against the wall trying to get away in a mad panic.

“You can’t fight my legilimens,” he said laughing.

“Get out of my mind you dirty …aaaaaaaaah,” she screamed in terror.

Neville stood there watching as he knelt over Luna. That sick woman had made a point to follow him after what had happened at the Ministry, the crazy witch had meant to destroy all the Longbottoms. Bellatrix Lestrange was pure evil sickness and Neville had no idea how to fight that. Luna had defended him and spurred on by her actions he had fought back against Bellatrix but all in vain as the witch was too powerful.

But who the devil was this stranger?

Bellatrix fell to the floor cringing in terror. Neville looked away. It looked too much like someone writhing in pain, like the Cruciatus curse. Was that how it had been for his parents? Was that what they had done as that wicked woman had put them under that unforgivable and tortured them hour after hour until their minds finally snapped?

“Neville, I’m alright,” Luna said weakly. She started coughing weakly, though the spasms racked her whole body.

The boy helped her to sit up. Bellatrix had ambushed them. The witch had slammed Luna against the wall then she’d cut Neville across the chest and she had slammed Luna against another wall again, never letting up even as the Gryffindor boy tried to rescue his companion. Then when Luna had passed out Bellatrix had turned her full attention on Neville and had tortured him but for the timely intervention of this Spider character.

“We need to get out of here,” Luna remarked.

“Good idea,” Neville nodded and helped her to her feet.

“Going so soon my young companions?” the man named Spider remarked. Neville shuddered as he saw a centipede crawl around the man’s wrist and up his sleeve. “Don’t let me keep you, then.”

“Enough!” Bellatrix cried out squirming on the floor screaming and trying to get real as well as imagined vermin off of her. “Stop it! Stop it I say!” She was sobbing helplessly trying to keep things from crawling into her ears and into her eyes and shivering in terror.

Squatting down next to her, the man said, “I don’t think there can ever be enough hells for the kind of torments you’ve made for others Bellatrix.”

Just then the door slammed open and Narcissa walked into the trains corridor. She carried herself with an air of grace and regality, but that did not mean she was not a pragmatic fighter, she kicked out Neville’s leg from under him, stunned Luna and disarmed Spider Robinson before anyone could say anything. Behind her Draco stood aghast. He was surprised at Mummy’s prowess.

She put her mask back on and ordered her son away, “Draco get out of here, you cant be seen with us.”

Neville’s cheek felt cold as it touched the floorboards of the train. Things were happening outside his line of sight, he could see a pair of boots, ‘those must belong to Draco’ he thought, as he watched them run away.

Bellatrix stopped screaming for a second as she stood up disappearing from Neville’s sight except for her high heeled black boots and the bottom of her scraggly and wretched dress. There were some spells exchanged but Neville couldn’t be bothered to pay them any mind as he was blowing air at a spider that was crawling towards him. Right about now Trevor would have really come in handy but somewhere along the way Neville had lost him or perhaps he had left him back in the compartment.

Just as someone stepped on the spider his world went black.

Look everyone, SS has bugs Get it ... bugs

Otts! you posted! Hooray!!

I love the sound of Nynevah! I'm looking forward to more from her!

And lots of Neville action! With Bellatrix getting a little taste of her own medicine!

This chapter PWNs! (I hope I used that right!)

x infinity!

Otts! you posted! Hooray!!

I love the sound of Nynevah! I'm looking forward to more from her!

And lots of Neville action! With Bellatrix getting a little taste of her own medicine!

This chapter PWNs! (I hope I used that right!)

x infinity!

WOW ~OTTS! That was super fantabulous!I loved it all! Even the creepy things, cause they worked. Now, had it been snakes, I might have had someone read it to me and censor out the snakes. Kidding. I can take it. I hope Neville tells that Draco was there. (If he's able to? I hope he's not dead!) I'll be watching for the next post. URG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why do I always have to get knocked off SS? I can't do any of the cute little smilies, cause I'm afraid I'll get knocked off again. Great post. Catch ya later.

Someone was excited yesterday

Nynevah sounds amazaling! She's not with Sebastian is she? Sounds like the kind of person he would want on his team

Okay, Spider dude has to be with Sebastian.

Poor Luna! Bella's evillllll! But Narcissa...woah!

Neville!

PAMS!

I LOVE the name!

Ooooh, dramatic! I want MOARRR'er!

=DD

Bwaha, this is GOOD. *gets out bowl of popcorn*

I feel sorry for her. What? Hey, I'm human!

*runs off to hides*

WHOA! One, smooth fighter! I am impressed!

LOL! That cracked me up. 'Mummy's prowess' ... great!



Cliffie? -eyes you-