Chapter 15

Jahan slowly made his way forward the trembling Minister as he stuttered out, "W-why?"

"Why, what?" He cooed in a viciously mocking tone

"Why are you attacking the Ministry! I didn't do anything!" He cried out, stumbling into his expensive chair.

Jahan tutted at him, "Now, now I thought a man of your age should know better. But then again, what should I expect from a miserable maggot such as yourself?"

Fudge grit his teeth, but he was met with a harsh slap from Jahan, disorienting him as the soldier made himself comfortable on the polished desk.

"What do you want from me?!" He groaned before Jahan wrapped his hands around Fudge's neck, "I want many things, I want to strangle you into you look like a blueberry. I want to stomp you to death or even carve you open with your embroidered letter opener until you look like a carcass of a Thanksgiving Turkey."

Fudge had his hands around Jahan's wrist attempting to pull him off of him, "I can give you whatever you want! Women, men, money, children, anything, please let me go!"

"Bribery, the miserable drug of the weaklings," He sighed before he released Fudge from his grip allowing him to cough.

Fudge looked at his wand that fell on the floor before Jahan summoned it into his grip and snapped it, the short, barely-caught squeak in the Minister's throat made him chuckle a bit.

"W-what are you going to do to me?"

Jahan cracked his knuckles and said, "I am going to make an example out of you."

"You won't get away with this?!"

"And who's going to stop me? You? The aurors on your payroll? No one is conscious in this building except for the both of us. You are all alone and you are going to tell me everything you know."

He shook in his seat, "I-I am the Minister of-Argh!" Jahan stabbed his right hand into his armrest with a pen before Jahan took another one and repeated his actions with his left hand.

Fudge was sweating as Jahan leaned in close, "Let's start off with something simple, Mr. Minister of Magic. I want their names."

"N-names?"

"The names of those who supply you with bribes, the names of known Death Eaters and the person who gave you the idea of attacking the Queen. I want their names, Fudge and I want them, now."

Cornelius could only shiver as Jahan's shadow loomed over him.

[In Salazar's Chambers]

Luna slowly woke up and found herself in the room that Jahan gave her.

"He must have placed me here after I fell asleep," She muttered

She tossed the thick blanket off of her and stretched to the likeness of a cat as she hopped out of bed, stripping off her clothes as she went and prepped the shower. As she looked in the mirror, she saw the lace necklace Jahan had given her. She slowly lifted her hands to remove it and place it on the counter.

When she stepped under the warm water, her mind started to wander over what happened yesterday. The more she thought about it, the more she blushed as she tried to get a grip on herself.

Her mind became flooded with Jahan as she continued to shower as she thought of him taking her first kiss, him training her to defend herself, all his compliments before she shook her head free of those thoughts and stepped out of the shower. She dried herself off and got dressed before placing the lace necklace back on her neck, checked herself over once then stepped out to meet Elizabeth who was just about to knock on her door.

"Oh, hello."

Elizabeth smiled, "Good morning, Luna. Are you ready?"

"As I will ever be," She nodded as she stepped out and closed the door behind them.

The two girls exited the chambers and made to eat breakfast in the kitchens in order to delay the inevitable questioning from most of the student populace who wanted gossip about the eldest Potter. When they went their separate ways, people stopped and stared, but the pair ignored the crowd's viciously hungry gazes for information.

Luna clenched her fist, hidden in her long sleeves as she thought, 'Jahan, give me strength.'

She made her way to her first class and sat alone at her usual seat, pulling out her supplies and got ready for the lecture. Beside her was a group of girls who were egging each other over who was going to go over and talk to her. Before any of them could come close, Flitwick stepped into the room and said, "Can everyone sit in your seats, please?"

Everyone did, although the girls were silently cursing at their lost chance. Luna just smiled at her favorite teacher as she focused on today's lesson, the stares at the back of her head felt like arrows slowly digging into her brain as she reached up to brush a finger against the lace necklace around her neck.

'You can do this. You are not alone anymore and won't allow yourself to be pushed around anymore,' She swore as she gave a cold glare to everyone behind her, making them avoid her gaze.

A smile settled on her face as she looked down to take notes, 'Much better.'

[Poppy's Office]

Ginny groaned from her spot on her bed, making Poppy rush over.

"Miss Weasley, you are finally awake?"

She blinked several times causing Poppy to dim the lights as she croaked out, "What happened? How long have I-"

"You have been here for almost three weeks, practically a couple days off from a month."

Ginny quickly sat up, "What?!" Then her brain registered the tidal wave of nausea that caused her stomach to lurch as she puffed out her cheeks in a poor attempt to push back the will to puke before a well-timed summoned pot from Poppy allowed her to puke freely.

She coughed and spluttered as Poppy rubbed her back before handing her a cup of water which she gargled and spat the remains into the pot which she set aside.

"I have been out for almost a month? Who?"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

She rubbed her forehead, feeling the bandages under her fingertips as she closed her eyes recalled her previous moments, "I remember casting my bat-bogey hex and then...pain. So much pain."

Poppy nodded, "Well, you are very lucky."

Ginny looked at her as Poppy who unwrapped her bandages and made to check her wound, "The swelling had gone down considerably, I'm pretty sure that man was holding back when he knocked you unconscious. He also struck your stomach, but lucky he only put enough force into it to make you throw up and not to rupture."

Ginny lifted her hand only to touch air, "My hair..."

Poppy sighed as she pulled out a mirror showing Ginny's now boyish pixie cut, "I'm sorry, but had to cut most of it to completely minimize the swelling."

She bit her lower lip as she asked, "Who did it?"

"The eldest Potter. Albus and Elizabeth's older brother."

She felt that she was going to be sick again, "I...I see."

"You will be released later today, but I ask that you take it easy and mind your head. I will contact your brothers and parents. They have been asking about you almost every day."

"Thank you," She whispered as she turned on her side, trying to find some peace among her troubled mind.

[With Elizabeth]

She entered into the Transfiguration classroom where everyone stared at her as she took a seat at her desk, before being quickly surrounded and immediately questioned.

"Where have you been?"

"How is he?"

"What's he like?"

"Is he single?"

"Why does he hate your parents?"

"Was he the cause for the prank on Al, Ron, and Hermione?"

"Where has he been all this time?"

"Is your brother dark?"

The youngest Potter was completely silent among the crowd that surrounded her and her desk as they loudly 'asked' their questions.

When Romilda asked, "Why won't you answer?"

Elizabeth simply raised an eyebrow, "Since when do I answer to any of you? My relationship with my brother is between only the both of us. You have no right to demand answers from me. If you want answers so bad, why don't you ask him...unless you are afraid of him?"

Several people winced before a hidden student in the crowd asked, "But we have the right to know if he is a danger to the rest of us!"

She just rolled her eyes, "He doesn't care about the students or the teachers, he just wants to do his job."

"Well, what's his job?"

"None of your bloody business, class is starting soon."

A couple of students gave her dirty looks, as one of them said, "This is not over."

"It is over so stop questioning me," She spat, slumping in her seat

McGonagall stepped into the classroom and she turned towards Elizabeth, "Elizabeth, you are being called to the Mrs. Potter's Office."

The youngest Potter raised an eyebrow, "Right now, or-"

"After class, Miss Potter."

She gave a nod and made to listen to the lecture, most of the class' attention was solely focused on her, as they tried to unravel her secrets like that of an unpeeled orange. Soon the class was over and she quickly made her leave, closing the door firmly behind her catching one of the students in the face, bruising their nose.

Elizabeth slowly made her way to her mother's office before she knocked on the door and the soft voice of her mother rang out, "Please come in."

She opened the door to see her mother sitting at her desk with her father beside her while both Sirius and Remus were sitting, waiting for her.

James said, "Take a seat, Elizabeth."

She closed the door behind her and took a seat before her mother's desk.

"Okay, I'm here. What do you want to talk about?"

[Fudge's Office]

Fudge was sobbing from agony was he was now pinned to the floor, kneeling in a disgusting mixture of his own urine, blood, and tears. He was stripped of his favorite suit and robe, leaving him in a pair of unflattering tidey-no-longer-wideys. The flesh on his shoulders and pectorals was carved to the point of the flesh barely hanging off. His face was messy with blood, snot, and tears as Jahan took to carving his head like a turkey. The rest of his body was carved

"Let me ask again, Fudge. The names."

He opened his mouth and slowly croaked out, "The Carrow siblings, Antonin Dolohov, Augustus Rookwood, Avery Snr. and Avery Jr. Barty Crouch Snr. and Barty Crouch Jr. Corban Yaxley, Crabbe Snr., Lucius Malfoy, Evan Rosier, Goyle Snr., Igor Karkaroff, Mr. and Ms. Snyde, Mulciber Snr. and Jr. Nott Snr. and Peter Pettigrew. The Lestrange family, Severus Snape, and Walden Macnair."

Jahan let out a low whistle, "My, my don't you have a lot of friends? And the person who gave you the idea?"

He lowered his head, "Umbridge, Dolores Umbridge, she's imprisoned in the Ministry cells under the care of the aurors on my payroll."

"Do you see how easy that was? Now, how should I deal with you?"

Fudge trembled, making ripples in the puddle he was kneeling in, "Please..."

Jahan gave a scolding tut, "Now Fudgie. We are well past the point where your pleading would have an effect on me. If you were honest and cordial at the beginning, the only scars you would remember of me would be of those pens."

Fudge started to weep only for Jahan to coldly scold him, "Stop your weeping. It will not help you. You need to realize Fudge this feeling of being completely helpless, this feeling of having no one to save you from an enemy you cannot defeat. Just because you are wizard doesn't mean you are invincible. You are not worth anything, even a broken dirty urinal has more worth than you do. Do you see what happens when you strike the hands that protect your miserable hidden magical world? I'll leave you alive as an example that the Queen is NOT to be crossed. I'll be taking your pathetic little toady for her crime, do you understand?"

He choked out, "Y-yes. I-I understand."

"Good. Try not to get any more ideas, thinking isn't your strong suit after all. I suggest you fade into obscurity and if any of your men on your payroll come after me or those I care for, I will hang you in the front of the Ministry with your stomach slit up and watch you die."

He nodded making Jahan smile as he patted the Minister on the head before he turned to leave with a near silent click. Allowing Fudge to fall, curling up as he wept, the disgusting puddle burning at his wounds as the anguish and terror he had just experienced allowed him to fall unconscious, soiling his underwear even more.

As he walked, he stripped himself of his soiled gloves, burning them to ash so there would be no trace.

'Now, where to hunt for those names?'

As he made his way into the entrance of the Ministry, he felt the tip of a wand press into the back of his head.

He stopped as a low female voice said, "Don't move."

"May I ask who is pointing their wand at me?" He quipped

He could hear the smirk in her voice as she spoke, "The woman who is going to get a story of a lifetime."

'Oh, this is just too easy,' He thought as a dark, unnerving grin formed on his lips as he said, "Skeeter. You are Rita Skeeter aren't you?"

He could feel sharp talon-like fingernails drawing circles along his left shoulder blade as she pressed herself against him from behind, "I'm glad my reputation proceeds me. How about we go to someplace private and...chat?"

a soft chuckle rumbled through his chest as he whispered, ever so softly, "Lead the way."

Ending the chapter! I'm sorry for the long wait, but it had to be done. Now, I am off to update the rest, hopefully, get some work done before the day is out.

Thank you for your reviews!

Hikari Nova - Thank you and Fudge, well he gets what is coming to him.

Draph91 - Not even in his dreams, dear reader and for Fudge do you think I would do anything less?

LoamyCoffee - No, they do not unless they want to get smacked.

Guest#1 - Of course not, the deal is off between Jahan and Liz and now he can be as brutal as he wants to Albus with nothing holding him back.

MMax - No, no she doesn't. He's a damn idiot who deserves to be hung for all the bullshit he said and did.

Michael Bourne - Now, now, they all have their own punishments, that doesn't make it anything less horrifying for them. How is the poor Queen not going to get her beauty sleep if she doesn't have the torture of her enemy to lull her into sweet dreams?

Skull Flame - Yep, Magical Britain will tremble before the both of them. Lucius is practically the bastard/bitch in your class who gets away with so much shit, but finally, you heard how they got dropped out of college or uni for cheating or some shit and it just makes you smile. So you would think, my dear reader. So you would think. Albus will not get very far and neither will the Potters.

god of all - Thank you.

Stratos263 - Yep and his punishment will be sweet.

(guest) Nicholas - Can you imagine it? But quick and painless, after he sent Dementors of all things to the Queen and her associates? Not happening.

Perseus12 - Yep and God save the Queen and the UK. The anguish that will be felt but those who annoy the Queen, but truly angering the Queen is a fate worse than death.

MSala - Thank you.

Terra King - Thank you and they truly do.

3697014 - I'm glad you enjoyed it and I hope you will enjoy this one. And why should I spoil it, that takes away the fun, that doesn't mean something won't happen to them though. Elizabeth disowning herself is something I am still thinking about and now the best part, uploading the next update.

Guest#2 - Hmm...I don't know. So many ideas, but so little time to do it.

Guest#3 - Well, of course. Both of them suck in different ways considering that Harry/Jahan is a womanizer, brutal, violence incarnate, and pretty much a sadistic bastard as the title of the fanfic implies, while Al Potter is a little bastard, annoying, whiny, an all-around brat with a controlling complex due to Albus. I'm glad you enjoy my stories and characters though, it makes it fun to write, I like main characters that to branch out from their box the original writers put them in. How can I twist them, how can add more depth to their character and add it into the story. Albus, I feel in cannon is 'good', but he is viciously manipulative, many things could have gone better but, in the end, Harry is just left with his friends, no adult figures whatsoever and that annoys me. But, yeah, my story, my rules, but I like long reviews like yours. It gives me a bit of insight into the reader. I wish you a good day, though.

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Greer123 - Thank you and I wish you a good year.

TheFreezerStreets - Now, now, her death will be a surprise, no spoilers...yet. Albus will get his punishment, but I feel a very violent discussion of torture between dear father and son on what to with Britain. But castrating him will be for later or someone else entirely.

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Pravus666 - Yeah, he is, but his punishment will be worth it and my apologies for neglecting to update for so long and thanks again.

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Ginnylove9990 - I am updating it soon and I'll answer that question with another, is the sky blue? You know the answer to that.

sondowth - Hmm, later after the purging of Britain is done and over with and now, now no spoilers.

~Kourtney Uzu Yato!