"Is this an Auction, or a bloody Dinner Party?" Charlie Weasley growled out of the side of his mouth at Narcissa, after he just shook the hand of a Wizard when he would have much rather snapped his brittle old neck. Crawling on the floor at the sick old codger's feet was what looked to be a fifteen year old Veela. Dressed in little more than a slave collar and loin cloth, the copper haired girl kept her eyes focused on the floor. Judging from the scars on the bottom of her bare feet, she must have been conditioned when she was still a small child.

Narcissa smiled under the Glamour Charm that made her look like Alecto Carrow. It was reassuring to know that he found this as horrid as she did. Cissy hated the fact that she was familiar with these pathetic excuses for Wizards. She hated this sinful breed of Pure-bloods to the very core, she always did. Lucius only dragged her to one of these accursed functions twice, but she knew more went on here than just the selling of flesh.

"As much as this disgusts me as well, we have to be patient handsome. You would be surprised just how much political and business deals are done at one of these things. Why do you think they brought their little pets along?" Cissy pointed out as she gestured across the room. A copper haired beauty still keeping her head bowed to the floor as an aged Witch eyed her lustfully.

"Her name is Nidia Clover, and she is a supplier of rare potion ingredients out of the Congo. She is as shrewd as they come in business, but as you can see, she is not without her…weaknesses. Angus Moramer is about to exploit her fetish for young pretty Veelas to secure the Tebo market." Narcissa told him.

Charlie watched as Moramer snapped his fingers and the girl stood up and presented herself for inspection. Clover circled the poor girl several time examining her body. She gave Angus an affirming nod. He snapped his fingers twice and his slave bent over. He pulled a magical contract from his robes and laid it out on her bare back and signed it. Nidia handed him a small bag for gold and added her name to the contract as well. The parchment glowed for a few seconds to signify the change of ownership. Moramer handed Clover the leash that was attached to the collar around her neck. Nidia walked away with a satisfied smile as her new acquisition crawled on the floor behind her.

"Did he just sell that poor girl?" Charlie didn't even try to hide his outrage and disgust. Narcissa grabbed his face in her hand and snapped it forcefully so he was looking in her eyes.

"You need to keep that handsome face of yours as neutral as possible lover, or you'll give us away." Narcissa scolded him. "To answer your question, yes. They are often added in a deal to sweeten the cauldron as it were. Clover is most likely taking her to a room to perform an act of dominance. It will serve to completely bind the Veela to her new Mistress's will." She explained to Charlie.

"That is inhuman." Charlie growled out with clenched fists. When Narcissa hissed he realized that her hand was still in his. He quickly loosened his grip and whispered, "Sorry"

"It disgusts me too. Take comfort in the knowledge that she will not be leaving with that wretched woman." Narcissa reminded him of the plan. Before the actual auction would take place all the slaves would be put in a secure

room for safe keeping. Due to their blind loyalty to their masters, Harry would have to render them unconscious, and Shadow Transport them outside the wards. From there the Clan Desory would airlift them to a hidden location until their minds and free will were their own again. Sasha's people were gifted in this field. Many of her kind had suffered a similar fate, so she took it very personally. She wouldn't rest until that goal was achieved.

Fred and George would be patrolling the grounds disillusioned and on their newly acquired Firebolts. It was their job to take out anyone that might make a run for it once the fighting started. Charlie and Narcissa under their Glamour charms took point in the Ballroom, with Tonks dead center on display for all to see. The laced Champaign that the patrons were drinking would dull the minds and reflex's of any that chose to fight. A special brew of Lily's design would insure that.

Andy was positioned on the right balcony under James's Invisibility Cloak on Ted's and Sirius's insistence. She was best at distance spells, and her aim was deadly accurate. It was very fortunate that Sirius had borrowed James's cloak before Dumbledore tried to get it. It had saved their lives many times over the years.

Fleur covered the left balcony, while Sirius, Lily, Ted, and Arthur cover the main exit. All other possible exits would be sealed before the auction began. Madame Bones had several Aurors working the Ballroom. Tonks had worked with all of them, and could personally vouch for them. A large number of Aurors and Hit Wizards were positioned at the Ministry's Floo Station to aid them if the command came. If all went as planned it would go over without a hitch.

Hellcat and Fury followed the scents until they came to a large clearing. They transformed back into their human form and took cover behind a large tree. A small group of unicorns were surrounded by what looked to be a two hundred Acromantula. They ranged from normal sized to five feet in height. There was too many of them to take out the normal way. Even in their Animagus forms they would eventually be over run.

"We have to do something." Ginny whispered to Daphne.

"What do you suggest? An area attack could put the Unicorns in danger, so that's out." Daphne whispered back never taking her eyes off the scene playing out before the two of them.

"We could conjure a wall of fire to protect them and possibly kill some of the spiders. The only problem with that is it could end up causing the whole forest to catch fire as well." Ginny suggested in the lowest voice she could muster.

Before they could formulate a proper plan the spiders started to part. Then a Death Eater led a unicorn out by a spiked chain around its neck. The pure gentle creature followed without hesitation. Another Death Eater followed it out. As soon as they were clear of the spiders, one of the Death Eaters gave a command and the spiders closed the gap. He was obvious the Beast Master and the first that should be take out.

Whither they liked it or not, this was beyond their ability to combat, and they both knew it. They were now forced to watch and gather Intel. Which unfortunately, just sealed the poor unicorn fate; Fury just hoped they would be able to save the rest of the herd.

"What is supposed to be harvested from this creature?" The one controlling the spiders asked. By the tone of his voice he seemed not pleased by his current assignment.

"Is that distain I hear in your voice Macnair?" The other queried in an accusing fashion. He was shorter than the other by a good foot. His roundness suggested that he hadn't missed a meal in some time. There was something about that one that rubbed Ginny the wrong way. She couldn't put her finger on it. She started to wonder if he was one of the ones that helped torture her. She pushed the thought from her mind for the moment, and focused on the current problem.

"Mark my words Peter. Killing this creature will curse us in this life and the next." Macnair warned him. All the knowledge that he acquired over the years of studying Magical Creatures screamed in his mind to stop what they were about to do.

"I will take it over Bellatrix's and the Dark Lord's wrath Walden." Pettigrew said as he casted a Binding Spell. Ropes quickly wrapped around the plump unicorn. It fought desperately to break free as its neighing echoing throughout the forest. The other Unicorns reared up and neighed loudly.

Hellcat was fighting against her logical Slytherin mind to not foolishly attack. Only once was she able to get close enough to one of these chaste creatures to actually touch it. The wave of pure happiness filled her soul up. Things that live had weighed her down with, were casted aside as is it was nothing. It was the most spiritual soul cleansing experience of her life. She couldn't live with herself if she did nothing. She put her brilliant mind to work to find a solution.

"Point taken, are the rumors true then?" Macnair inquired of his partner. The man stiffened for a brief moment before continuing on with his task.

"What rumors?" Peter faked ignorance as he conjured a large container next to the unicorns exposed abdomen.

"That…she talks to it…flirts with it?" The disgust in his voice was evident. A shudder ran down the length of his body, as a mental image entered his mind.

"I'm afraid so." He answered as he pulled a long curved ceremonial silver dagger. He had learned long ago to never question the method to Bellatrix's malevolence brand of madness. She had been given an impossible task. One that he desperately hoped she would succeed at. For if she was fruitful with her endeavors he would get James back. For that he would he would turn the other cheek to her insults and belittling. He would perform any cursed ritual that she asked if it meant he would get his friend back.

"She just keeps slipping further and further into madness, doesn't she?"

"That's when she is the most brilliant Walden. If anyone can do this it will be her. There is no line magic, or morality she will fail to cross to achieve her goal. Even if it required her to bed her nephew, then gut him the moment of his orgasm, we both know she would do it without hesitation."

"Well thank you for that nauseating mental image Pettigrew. Can we just get this over with? If the Centaur's heard the Unicorns neighing this could become unpleasant." Macnair choked out as he repressed the urge to vomit. Daphne and Ginny from their hidden spots would have to agree with him. That was nasty.

"Fury that Unicorn's pregnant." Daphne whispered. Ginny took a closer look and saw that the short one was moving closer the pure creature. She pulled her wand, but Daphne pushed her up against the tree they were using for cover.

"We have to do something." Ginny pleaded with Daphne.

"The Gryffindor way will only get us killed along with the herd." Daphne hissed. It took Ginny all of a second to see her point. Over a hundred Acromantula, Two fully trained Death Eaters, and a Forbidden Forest full of nasty's that could pop out at any moment. Yep! The Gryffindor way was probably not the best option.

"Fine, let's try it the Slytherin way. And idea's?" Ginny hissed back. Daphne narrowed her eyes not sure if that was a complement, or cheek.

"Well, the only thing I can think of that will scare off the spiders is a Basilisk. I may be a Slytherin, but I don't fancy meeting up with one of those tonight thank you very much," Daphne said sarcastically. She wasn't all that surprised when Fury looked like she wanted to Hex her, but when her eyes widened in realization. Daphne had to admit she was more than a little bit surprised. Ginny looked over her shoulder at a log that lay a few feet away. When she looked back at Daphne she had a lustrous smile across her face. "What?"

"Hellcat, I just got a plan."

For the fifth time a blond haired Wizard with a scar on his cheek circled Tonks in the form of what looked to be Emma at the age of 14. It was decided on this age so the patrons could be enticed by her pubescent body, and still holds the claim of virginity. She was clothed in what was tradition for these kinds of affairs, which meant that she was in little more than a Slave Collar. At first she thought that this was some sick joke her Aunt was playing on her. Upon seeing the other slaves being paraded around, she realized Narcissa was being a generous as possible without giving away this was a setup.

At the moment it brought her little comfort, she felt naked under the lustful eyes of Narcissa's guests. She had always considered herself a bit of an exhibitionist, but part of her at this moment wanted nothing more than to scrub five layers of skin off of her body, curl up into a ball and have a good cry. That really wasn't an option for her. She was a highly trained Auror and she had a job to do.

"You can do this luv." Remus's voice came across her hidden Muggle Comm. Link hidden in her ear. She bowed her head and let her hair cover her face. She didn't want anyone to see her smile. Her husband always seemed to know when she needed to be reassured. Her heart swelled up with love for him, and his simple way. "You're stronger than them, Remember why you're doing this." Remus continued to reassure her. It was the first he had spoken to her all day and she didn't, until that moment, realize how much she missed the sound of his voice. She had acted like a complete prat the other night and she knew that she owed more than one person an apology.

She was about to whisper her thanks when a rough hand grouped her left breast. Her head shot up to see the blond man that looked to be in his fifties grinning at her. She knew fight back and stomping it piss out of the old fart would blow her cover. Thankfully she didn't need to. The man's hand was violently removed from her by an enraged Charlie Weasley. The man screamed out as his arm was twisted to the point of breaking. His eyes shot open wide as Charlie whispered something in his ear. Tonks mind shot back to all the times he had stopped the advances of boys at school that only dated her for her Metamorphic abilities.

"Carrow! Get your new pet off of me!" The man yelled out and drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

"Release him," Narcissa ordered Charlie. He did as she requested, but not before giving the bastards arm a quick extra twist for good measure. He backed up a few steps and moved his arm around to make sure no permanent damage was done. Narcissa stepped between him and Charlie.

"He shouldn't be let him inside if he's not house broken Alecto. I will not stand for this kind of insult." He snapped. Narcissa looked back at Charlie with an amused smile across her face, and then she turned back and raised a brow.

"I like them unbroken, their much more fun that way. However, he was instructed to protect my investment. Did you ask permission to sample the goods Victor?" She asked with her arms crossed over her chest.

"No, but…" He started only to be cut off with another question.

"Did you pay to vandalize my property?" Cissy sneered.

"No, but…"

"An attack on my property is an attack on me. You disrespect me in my own home and expected no reprisals?" She finished as many in the room agreed with her. The man looked around to see critical eyes on him. This could hurt his standing in the Wizarding Society.

"My apologies, M'lady. It will not happen again. Please accept this small token as payment for my behavior," He said in an attempt to perform damage control. He offered her small bag of gold to her. Narcissa motioned for Charlie to take it from him. He was all too happy to do so, and did it with a broad smile. As seen as he was back at Narcissa's side a lone person started to clap and drawing attention.

"Bravo…bra…vo, nicely played Ms. Carrow." The white haired Vampire told her as he stepped out of the shadows.

"I'm sorry but you have me at a disadvantage. Do I know you?" Narcissa asked cautiously, this man was not on the invite list.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Lord Augustus Petrova Kassar." He said as he bowed flamboyantly to Narcissa. Charlie gave a slight scoff and rolled his eyes. When Kassar looked up his eyes locked with Narcissa's. Her breath hitched and her mind started to slow down as his stare drew her in. She suddenly started to feel very aroused, and she had no clue as to why. Her breathing got heavier and she could hear her own heart beating rapidly. Scandalizing images the kind she never even thought was humanly possible for a man and woman to perform flooded her mind. Her darkest self degrading fetish was trying to claw its way out. The need to fulfill her greatest shame was impossible to resist. Her training kicked in as alarms in her mind started going off, but she ignored them. She was a woman that had needs, and by Merlin she would have those needs fulfilled tonight.

Narcissa swayed up to him provocatively as she tossed her head to the side. Her exposed jugular calling out to the vampire. A manicured hand ran up his chest filling his hard cold muscular form. Her other hand played with the hair on the back of his neck, before guiding his head closer to her neck.

"Do you wish for me to be your whore?" Narcissa whispered huskily into his ear. Kassar licked his lips before responding. Yellow eyes hidden in the shadows scowled, but no one noticed.

"Yes" He commanded and her hand traveled south and Kassar smiled in victory. He winked at Charlie as his fangs came out. He felt something hard and pointy press against his navel, as her other hand grabbed a fist full of hair.

"That shite might work with Muggles, but not a strong minded Witches. You're not fast enough to evade my curse at this range vampire." Narcissa snarled into his ear.

"Again, nicely played, I apologies for my insult. I only meant to test you," He said stiffly. Narcissa released him and he backed away. She knew the lustful nature of vampires, along with their strong desire for the blood of those that had Magical Cores. This time it was Charlie that winked at Kassar. Narcissa back up as well until she bumped into Charlie.

"That was so hot." He whispered in her ear. She smiled ever so coyly as she reached back and felt that he wasn't lying.

"I can feel that you liked it. You're in for another long night lover, but we have business to finish." She whispered back at him, before addressing Lord Kassar again. "What is it you want?"

"The girl of course." He could smell that she wasn't a Death Eater, and he could hear that the child she was trying to sell had two heart beats. It mattered little to him. He was here for her abilities, not her purity. As for the Witch before him, he would have liked to have had her as a lover, but the Redhead across the room looked appetizing as well. The Witch in from of him not being a Death Eater took Voldemort out of the equation, and meant he didn't have to play nice.

"Then I suggest you bid the highest. You weren't expecting me to just give her to you?"

"Give? No, no, no, I TAKE!" He smiled with his fangs out. He snapped his fingers and more vampires in dark cloaks came out of nowhere. The guest's for the most part paid little attention to them. All eyes seemed more intent on the scene playing out before them.

"Now see here vampire, That girl will be mine mark my words, so you can ju-" The blond Wizard rant was stopped by a sideways slash of Kassars hand. The blood of his ripped open jugular cascaded down his elegant silk shirt.

"Marco and Isabella liberate our sisters! The rest of you kill these Slaver scum!" Kassar yelled with his eyes trained on Tonks, and that was when all hell broke loose.

Bellatrix told Peter to go to the Forbidden Forest and to collect a pregnant Unicorn. She had spent 10 hours deciphering an Ancient Egyptian Tome, and discovered a ritual that might achieve her goals. It required the unborn Unicorn, as well as all of the mother's Amniotic fluid. That meant cutting it from the mother's womb. Macnair was right; this course of action would most likely curse him in this life and the next. Then again, he had been living a cursed life the moment he betrayed his best friend. James was never supposed to die.

He had begged his Dark Lord to spare James's life. Peter assured him that the murder of a Pure-blooded Noble Lord would only weaken their standing in Wizarding Community. Voldemort knew that James was powerful and much respected. He could be brought over to his way of thinking, once the negative influenced in his life were removed.

Snape had also requested the life of Lily Potter, but he was sure that the man was more interested in the Mudblood's body. Voldemort could see why, the woman's blood status did not negate the fact that she was a very desirable woman. Snape had been a very valuable servant so he could be generous and let him have his fun, but not before he properly conditioned her. It was an undertaking which he planned on enjoying immensely.

Making Potter's wife his enemy's whore and purging the world of his impure half-breed son would be enough to make James see through the lies that Sirius Black had been telling him his whole life. That man may have been a traitor to his house and class, but didn't mean that Potter needed to be.

Voldemort honored Peter's request and had left James unconscious on the floor. He may have been brutal, but Potter was still alive. In time his wounds would heal. With Peters help James would find a proper Pure-blooded Witch to start a family with, but James as always went and broke the rules again. Being the brave, loyal, and noble man he was, James sacrificed himself to save his worthless family.

Now Peter had a chance to have his friend back, and he would surrender his own soul if that was what it took to achieve that goal. He was about to start the ritual when the wind changed, and he caught a familiar scent. It belonged to the youngest child of the family of Blood Traitors. The ones that he hid with as a pet until his Master returned to power. If memory served, the Dark Lord had plans for that one, that is, if she was still pure. It would defiantly strengthen his position with his Master if he was to deliver her to him. Peter stood up and took in a deep inhale. The girl was close.

"Lestrange will have to perform the ritual herself. We're not alone." Pettigrew told Macnair as he tossed his Emergency Portkey on the bound Unicorn, and sent the pure creature away. His partner gave him a questioning look, to which he simply touched his nose. That was all the explanation he needed.

"Search the area!" The Beast Master ordered, and several medium sized Acromantula scurried off in every direction. He sent Peter an affirming nod, and Pettigrew stepped out and cleared his throat.

"Ginevra Weasley! There is no need to hide child. We know that you're out there. It is only a matter of time before our eight legged friends find you." Peter called out to her. Ginny looked alarmed that they had found her so quickly. Daphne was just as flabbergasted as she was and mouthed How to the redhead. Neither could figure how the even knew that it was Ginny.

The girl in question closed her eyes and focused her mind on a memory that she hoped to never have to relive, but often did. She wasn't going back. She would die before she let them have another go at her. When Ginny's eyes reopened they held a determination that reminded Daphne why she had been placed in Gryffindor. That wasn't the only thing that caught her attention. Fury's pulsating eyes were now looking at her. Ginny was tapping into her Tempest Jaguar's power.

"In for a Sickle…" Ginny started and Daphne finished with, "In for a Galleon."

"Dora!" Remus yelled as he threw off his Comm Link and ran for the fireplace. Amelia quickly bound him before he could get to it, but just barely. Even bound as he was, Remus's inner wolf fought to break free. His eyes were crazed as the need to protect his wife overrode his logical mind. Even with the aid of Wolfbane and untransformed as he was; the werewolf in him fought to break free. Amelia had no choice but to use a Muggle pressure point to render him unconscious. If the reports on Lord Kassar were correct. They had precious little time before this became a bloodbath.

"Lockdown now! No one in or out until we have Vampire Protocol in place. Strike Team Omega you have three minutes to be in position!" Madame Bones ordered over her Comm Link.

Lord Kassar was not like other vampires. He had fought with Spartacus for his freedom, and had been crucified when they failed. What only a precious few knew was that he wasn't turned, but that he prayed to Thufltha the Goddess of Avenging Fate. His prayers were answered, just not in the way that he wanted.

90% of his clan were slaves that he liberated through the years. The man had an agenda which made him much more dangerous than a regular vampire. Amelia knew of his Treaty with Voldemort, but she wasn't so far up her own bum to not see the vampire's true intent. She didn't expect him to make his move until the dust settled when the war was over. When the victor's manpower was depleted and exhausted from battle. If he was making his move now it meant that he didn't plan on leaving any survivors.

One thing that you get from spending all your time around dragons is reflexes. Charlie had them in spades. He in one fluent move threw Tonks behind him, and fired an Immobulus at Kassar. He along with two other advancing vampires was caught in the charm. While the two younger vampires were stopped dead in their tracks, Kassar was slowly advancing on him. At best estimate he would be past the charms boundaries in about a minute.

"The two of you get the hell out of here! This isn't going to hold him long!" Charlie yelled over his shoulder. He wasn't about to take his eyes of the target. Both Aunt and Niece rolled their eyes at his gallant yet thickheaded request and oddly enough huffed out Men at the same time.

Tonks sent a Severing Curse at the bloodsuckers neck, while Narcissa created a eight foot wall of fire around the three of them. Due to the nature of Charlie's charm Tonks curse moved slowly and Kassar managed to avoid it. One of the vampires behind him wasn't so lucky. It was an odd scene as his severed head floated next to its still standing body. Narcissa's fire wall would stop the advancing threat, and eliminate his speed advantage. It wouldn't stop any of them from jumping over it, but they would be vulnerable in the air. It wasn't much but hopefully it could buy them enough time to come up with a proper plan.

The chaos going on outside of the wall of fire was unreal. Kassar's vampires were coming out of the shadows and attacking anything that moved. Three Auror's were fighting in a triangle formation so their backs were protected. Arthur was making his way over to Fleur and just barely avoided getting hit with a Killing Curse that was meant for a vampire by a histerical Witch. That was rather asinine considering they are already dead. Ted was doing the same as Arthur and was making his way to where he knew his wife was. Vampires were known for their sense of smell, and Invisibility Cloak of not he wasn't about to risk her like on it.

"The curses are moving too slow to hit the targets, and the ones that do hit aren't doing enough damage!" Sirius yelled to Lily as she blocked another wild curse from one of the slavers wands. Their panic fire was going to get someone killed.

"Honestly! They're doing more damage to each other than those bloody wankers!" Lily snapped at the idiocy of the so called Witch and Wizards in disgust.

"Do you know how hot it is that you talk dirty when you fight?" Padfoot teased as his Recuctor exploded a statue that was next to a vampire that was feeding. It was so deep in the bloodlust that it didn't even stop. It wasn't surprising considering how addictive their blood was to vampires. Only the truly old ones had any control over the need to feed. It was also the reason the Ministry was so strict with Vampire Regulations.

"Don't get cheeky with me, or the next curse I shot will be up your arse." She warned with a half smile. Her Confringo hit a vampire that was attempting to jump on Arthur's back.

"I knew you were a closet freak luv. You just needed the right OUCH!"

"Told ya!"

"Yes dear, shutting up now."

"Thats a good doggy. I just might scratch you tummy later. Now, we're going to have to slow them down or speed us up." Pride told him then they shared a look for a moment before yelling, "SLIVER!" at the same time. It wouldn't kill them, but it could slow and weaken them enough to kill them. They reached into the others battle robes and pulled out Muggle guns with blessed silver bullets. Thank Merlin, for Sirius's obsession with that old TV show The Lone Ranger. If we live through this I'll never hear the end of it.

Using her memory as a guide Ginny transfigured a large log into a twenty foot Basilisk. It was a perfect replica of the one from the Chamber of Secrets just smaller. Daphne used a Chameleon Charm on herself. She would be controlling their bold bluff out of sight. Like a true Gryffindor Ginny stood up straight and proud and stepped out from her hiding place.

"Well what do we have here? Two of Tommy-boy's bootlickers, in my forest, and hunting magical creatures without my permission. Tsk, tsk, tsk that is very naughty of you. Your punishment will be very severe." Ginny threatened them with her head bowed enough to hide her eyes in shadow, but not so much that they couldn't see the way they pulsated with power. Daphne told her to give nothing away. If they drew the wrong conclusions, it was for her to exploit, not correct. For this to work, she would have to act as if she was in complete control of the situation. She would have to act as if she was Bellatrix Lestrange herself for them to respect her.

"You dare mock the Dark Lord's name!" Macnair yelled as he sent a yellow colored curse at her. Ginny snapped her fingers lazily, as Daphne silently deflected it into a nearby tree. It caused a small explosion when it impacted, and caused several branches to fall down. Both Death Eaters looked at each other unsurely. This was not the same girl that Bellatrix had under her blade and begging for death.

"This is my forest Inbreeders. I shall mock whom I wish," Ginny said casually as she inspected her fingernails like she didn't have a care in the world. Then her civility was instantaneously replaced by detestation as she snarled. "It is you that is trespassing here not I."

"I must say, you have changed child since last we met Ginevra. You were by far my favorite Weasley." Pettigrew started in an attempt to start a rapport with the girl, and buy the Acromantula time to surround her. "Am I to assume that you have finally turned your back on your family's misguided views? Have you chosen to claim your proper place in the Wizarding World as a Pure-blooded Witch?" Ginny noted that he smelled like a rat. He must have smelled her, so that meant that he must be a fellow Animagus. If she was shocked when she figured out who he was, she showed no sign of it. She had Daphne's coaching to thank for that.

"Ron always wondered what happened to you Scabbers. I always thought Crookshanks ate you. Now I owe Fred a Galleon. Come to think of it, you always seemed to be in the bathroom every time I took a bath." Ginny finished with a sneer, but was able to keep from shuddering at the thought of what the man had done.

"Sadly, I had to take my leave just when you were getting interesting to watch." Pettigrew ridiculed her in his attempt to take control of the situation. Ginny showed no emotion, even though he made her skin crawl.

"I think that will do with the pleasantries rat. Where did you send that pregnant Unicorn?"

"Fear not child, you will see what's left of her shortly, as well as Bellatrix. Let's see how long you have that brazen mouth after Lestrange picks up where she left off on you." Macnair mocked Ginny and half expected the girl to start whimpering on the spot. What he got was a flash or light from her pulsing eyes, as the air around her started to crackle with static electricity.

Daphne noticed that the number of Acromantula that was now surrounding them had tripled. She didn't panic for that was part of the plan. Plus it took them away from the Unicorn herd. In the distance they could hear the rumbling of a herd on the move. They were most likely responding to the neighing that the Unicorn's were making. Wither it was for good or bad neither side was sure. Hopefully it was the Centaurs, but given their attitude on humans of late even that could end up unpleasant.

"Acromantula! Let the Unicorns go and I will forgive your bad judgment, and let you keep your territory. Refuse and I will let my pet take your territory as well as your lives!" Ginny yelled in a commanding voice. She needed to eliminate them from the equation as quickly as possible. The largest of the spiders crawled out into the open directly in front of her.

"You dare to threaten our live's and land human! It will be you that will die this night. We have powerful friends now. Our time of hiding in shadows has come to an end." The leader threatened, and in a show of force the circle tightened around the lone girl

"As do I," Ginny said with, a sinister smile that would have put Lestrange to shame. "Come to me my pet." Ginny hissed out in Parseltongue. That was Daphne's sign to act, but she hesitated. She had not expected Ginny to be able to speak that. As luck would have it neither did the Death Eaters or the Acromantula either. They were all taken aback by it. Daphne was the first to recover her composure. The next moment all of their enemy's saw a 20 foot Basilisk slide out of nowhere, and curl up next to Weasley. It lifted its head and the girl petted the top of its head affectionately. Alto both Death Eaters took a few steps back, the Acromantula's reaction was much more pronounced and better that Daphne predicted..

"BASILISK!" The few that could speak screamed in unison as they fled from the creature they feared above all others. In a manner of seconds the area was void of their presence. Freed of their captors the Unicorn herd ran for it was well, all save one that lingered just out of sight. Ginny hissed something else to the pet just for show, and the snake nodded its head.

"And then there were two." Ginny mocked the Death Eaters in a superior tone. "I think I'll torture you first for peeping on me when I was younger you pervert." Peter started to shake with fear, however Walden took note the beast had not yet opened its eyes.

"Pettigrew quickly, the eyes!" Macnair screamed as he brandished his wand. If he was to die he was sure as hell do it fighting. His partner followed his lead and fired a Redutor at the Basilisk's left eye as Macnair fired one at its right one. Daphne threw up a shield to protect Ginny from the wreckage as the head of their fake snake exploded. When the dust settled both of Voldemort's men were enraged that they had fallen for the trick. Ginny just shrugged with a small giggle before she took cover to avoid the curses being thrown at her.

"Don't be a hater just because you were stupid enough to fall for it!" Ginny yelled from her hiding place.

"Bitch! You were faking the whole time!" Walden yelled as he advanced on her location.

"Yeah, like a Witch never did that to you before!" Ginny yelled back.

Harry had just sent off the last slave when he heard an explosion coming from the Manor. That wasn't supposed to happen. The Auction couldn't be over yet. He didn't expect everyone to surrender without a fight, but that seemed extreme. The one disadvantage to being in his hybrid form was he couldn't wear the Conn Link. He transformed back into his human form, and activated the device.

"Moony! Talk to me, what the hell just happened?" Harry yelled into the microphone louder than he intended. He was surprised when Amelia Bones answered him instead of Remus.

"About damn time you checked in! Report Shadow!" She snapped over the Comm Link is such a say that he almost snapped to attention. He quickly shook it off and answered.

"All the slaves are safely in route. I had to go furry to achieve that, and the Comm Link just doesn't go with my tail. Where's Moony, and you need to switch to Decaf?" Harry told her on the run. He was almost to the wards.

"When the Vampires showed up to take his wife he kind of lost it. I was forced to subdue him and force a Calming Drought down his throat. He's a lot stronger than he looks. I broke a damn nail. I-"

"SHADOW SAVE MY WIFE! DON'T LET THEM TAKE HER!" Harry heard Remus interrupt Madame Bones.

"Don't make me hit you again. I don't care if you took the potion tonight or not. I will not let you compromise this mission."

"With my dying breath Moony, but I need to know what I'm up against." Harry reassured Remus, and then he addressed Amelia Bones. "What went wrong? You said something about Vampires?"

"Lord Kassar decided to crash the party, and he brought a few friends with him. Reports say that he is the leader of a Vampire Clan that is allied with Voldemort. It's not confirmed, but my Intel said that he fought with Spartacus before he was turned. That makes him an Ancient."

"Yeah, I know he's fast as lighting with skin like steel."

"Ambitious too, He's been slowly adding to his Clans numbers. Now he wants a Metamorphmagus. There is a great deal of very well connected and rich people in there. I don't need to tell you what that means. We lost communication a few minutes ago. I got a battalion of Auror's and Hit Wizards on standby, but I'm not sending them in blind. Get in, gather Intel, get out, and report. Got it!"

"That's my family in there. I can't make that promise," Harry said as he used the back door he created in his wards. He reached into his Basilisk skinned Trench coat and summoned a potion that he and Grandpa Horace created together. It was designed to amplify your adrenalin thus increasing your speed, strength, and endurance. That added with Shadows already increased attributes hopefully would level him up enough to stand a chance against an Ancient Vampire. A small dose should be all that he needed, but he wasn't about to have that go out on him at the wrong time. Harry emptied the vial then transformed into Shadow.

Making his way across the grounds, he saw numerous guests wrapped up tightly in their own robes. A Wizard came running out of the front door as fast as his legs could carry him. A Bludger flew out of nowhere and knocked him to the ground. He heard more that seen what sounded like someone on a broom fly by at a fast speed. A flash of light hit the downed man. Within seconds he was wrapped up tightly in his own robes. Looks like the twins are working their strengths.

Entering the house he was that it was total chaos. Curses were flying in every direction. The bodies of the fallen were spread all over the place with blood stained necks. He saw a vampire leap through the air to pounce on a Witch running for her life. It was hit with a Cutting Curse in midair consequently relieving him of his head. He heard gunfire coming from within the Ballroom. He fought against his first instinct to charge to the aid of his family. He knew that Amelia was right and the best chance for everyone was to act as a team.

Using the shadows he was able to travel from room to room searching and gathering Intel. For the most part the battle was raging in the Ballroom. All the Marauders and the remaining Auror's were surrounded by a wall of fire and were successfully holding their own against a Clan of vampires. For the time being they were content with killing the slavers. A small group of them were clumped together for protection, but they wouldn't know teamwork if it bit them in the bum. He knew they wouldn't last long and then the bloodsuckers would resend upon his family. Shadow got back outside the wards and reported what he knew to Remus and Madame Bones.

"Pup we only got one chance at this so listen up." Remus started to tell him the plan, and he was thankful that the Calming Draught had taken effect. It was contingent on his Dimensional Portal.

A section of the tree just inches from Ginny's face was blasted away with a curse. She heard cracking above her. She quickly leap out of the way of a falling branch, and took cover behind another tree as a green curse flew past her. She returned fire but it was deflected. A wild cat roar came from somewhere and drew their attention. Thank you Daphne!

She took full advantage of the situation and transformed into Fury. In this form she was able to weave between trees to better evade them, and put some much needed distance. She heard more of Hellcat's roars coming from several different directions. She understood instantly what she was doing. The Bootlickers didn't know what or the numbers of what was out there. Misdirection and deception, sometimes it pays to hang with a Slytherin.

"I hate cats." Pettigrew growled out at his eyes scanned the area for the predators. It could be another trick, but he wasn't ready to bet his life on it. The way Macnair was looking around, Peter guessed he was feeling the same way. In the distance they heard a Werewolf howl. That pretty much settled it for them.

"As much as I would like to drag that bitch back to our Master, we did what we came to do. It would probably be best if we didn't mention that we even saw her." Macnair suggested as he came back into the clearing. Peter nodded in agreement, the man made a valid point. He didn't need to do ten hours in the Pitt.

"Let's leg it back to base. There's no telling what Lestrange is doing to that poor unicorn by now." Peter told him and Apparated away, followed closely by Macnair. Fury and Hellcat came into the clearing after they were sure that it wasn't a trick.

"What the hell was that all about?" Fury asked Hellcat. Another Werewplf howl was heard, but this time it was much closer.

"Don't know, but we'll sort it out. For now we better get our bums back to Hogwarts." They both knew that they were pushing their luck staying in the Forbidden Forest any longer.

Harry had let Strike Team Omega through the wards, and they had taken their positions outside the Manor. They were armed with the proper equipment to combat the vampire threat. Each team member was specifically trained in this field along with regular Auror training. Amelia knew that many different kinds of dark creatures would side with Voldemort, so she came up with a numerous teams specifically trained to engage each threat group. Strike Team Echo were trained to oppose Dementors, and Strike Team Lunar of coarse was for Lycanthropes. Fred and George's wheels were already turning on how they could improve the current equipment.

In the Ballroom Kassar stood glaring at the only living humans left in the room. They were safely tucked behind a wall of fire. Any attempts to go over ended with him losing more members of his Clan. He had lost more than half his people to this small well trained group. Worst yet the slaves that they came to free were no longer there. The only one left was the Metamorphous with them, and she as a trickster. Not an untrained child, but a woman with child growing in her. She was blindly loyal to them. In time and once turned she would be loyal to her new Clan as well. Make no mistake he wasn't leaving without her.

Out of a shadow one of his people flew across the room. His right arm was mangled and a nasty claw mark ran across his face. He was soon followed by another from the other side of the room in even worse shape. They were fledglings with barely a century under their belts. Five more came flying into the room out of the shadows. The last one was Isabella. She was four hundred and fifty years old and by the look of her tattered clothes she at least went toe to toe with what her attacker.

"M-Marco is dead. It ripped his head clean off. I t-tried to kill it." She whispered up at her maker. He bent down inspecting her injuries. He had seen dead Death Eaters with similar injuries. He now knew what had done this and that these slavers controlled it. It seemed that the creature was just another slave, and a powerful addition to his Clan if the fates were smiling down on him. "Find one whose heart still beats, she needs to feed!" He yelled over his shoulder.

"Rest now Izzy, you will see another moon rise I swear it." He spoke softly to her as he caressed her cheek. She was always one of his favorites, and one of the few that knew his secrets. A whimpering Nidia Clover was dragged over Isabella. The vampire latched on to the nearest limb and began draining her. Kassar stood and addressed the ones behind the wall of fire.

"You control the Shadow Fiend?" He asked but got no response from them. They were talking among themselves and due to some magic he couldn't hear what was being said. After what looked to be a heated argument between two of them the one with hair that matched the fire around them stepped forward to the edge of the fire.

"Yes"

"How dare you enslave such a magnificent creature! Your kind is a blight that must be purged from this world!"

"My so-" Lily snapped but stopped herself and took a breath before continuing. "Shadow is free to do as he wishes. The fact that he defends us should tell you that we are not what you seem to think we are. This night has had too much tragedy already. It need not continue." She recovered quickly from her near slipup, and prayed that Kassar didn't catch it. It was decided that she would speak for them and here she let her mum side get the better of her. They needed to buy time for what she was sure Remus and Amelia had in mind.

"So the Shadow Fiend's name is Shadow. Where are the rest of the slaves?"

"Somewhere safe where their minds and lives will be freed. We are not slavers, in fact we were setting them up until you mucked it up." Pride tried to reason with him, there was still a chance this didn't have to end tragic. They had similar goals even though their methods were contradictory. She saw realization in his eyes, and on a certain level respect. He shook his head side to side as he took in what she said. The one he called Isabella stood completely healed and wiped the blood from her mouth.

"Does she speak the truth Agustus?"

"Yes, her heart rate stayed steady."

"So we exposed ourselves for nothing."

"I wouldn't say for nothing Izzy. We mortally wounded the Slaver Ring. After tonight those that still live will go deep into hiding for fear of our wrath. We have learned that there are Wizards that aren't completely corrupted. It's a pity really. I'll take no pleasure in this." Kassar said with regret. There was no going back now. The Wizards would hunt them relentlessly now that they had feed on them. It didn't matter that their cause was righteous. Augustus had to protect his Clan, and this Witch was his way to do that.

Kassar reached through the magical flames regardless of how painful it was, and wrapped his hand around Lily's throat and pulled her through. With over two thousand years of experience under his belt, he wrapped one arm around her thus trapping her arms against her body. No human possessed the strength to break free. His free hand had her head to the side and her jugular exposed. She could have been able to feel his breath on it if he still had breath. Sirius Apparated behind Kassar and put a silver dagger to the vampires throat burning flesh and drawing blood. He ignored it. The Gladiator pits taught him that.

"She dies and you follow. Release her and you will have the gratitude and loyalty of the House of Black." Sirius threatened him. Isabella attacked Sirius from behind, only to pass through an invisible barrier and ending across the room. She snarled and went to attack, but a look from Kassar made her stand down.

The wall of fire fell. Wands and weapons of every kind were brought to bear. The one standing in front of the group was Lord Harry James Potter. It was an impressive display of loyalty, but that wasn't what caught Kassar's attention. It was that instead of holding a wand. He had two Crescent Moonblades in his hands. The only ones that used that kind of weapons were a Succubi Matriarch or her Clan Champion. He remembered hearing about one taking a Wizard as their Champion after he killed a Basilisk. The man's odd looking robes were most likely made from the beast, and he had a strong feeling that wasn't ivory the hilts were mane of. That meant that he could do magic with the weapons. It was tradition that the blades be blessed and baptized in the blood of both Matriarch and Champion. There weren't many weapons that could kill him, but the ones in Potter's hands could, of that he had no doubt.

"I would know that scent anywhe