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Chapter 11 : Dead Man Walking
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What was worse was that James looked no older than the day he’d died. He was barely into his twenties and looked healthier than ever. It was a mind smasher that Harry was now older than his own father. The two simply stared at each other in complete shock for a moment before James finally managed to peel his eyes away.
They immediately found Cassandra. “Oh...” he half laughed, half sighed. “I’m dead...this is Heaven, right?”
“No,” Cass stated clearly. “And you aren’t supposed to be here.”
“What? I don’t understand,” James said looking truly befuddled.
“You died...forty years ago...” Hermione whispered.
“You’re saying that I’m...back from the dead?” James gulped.
“What do you remember?”
“Err...I was at home with Lily and then...Voldemort! Voldemort was there!”
“Don’t worry, I took care of him,” Harry whispered, still in utter shock.
“You...you stopped Voldemort?” James asked, a smile creeping onto his face.
“That’s brilliant!” James said, marching towards his son with his arms outstretched.
The loud sound of a hammer being cocked rang out and suddenly James was looking down the barrel of sawn-off shotgun. “Keep your distance doornail!” Scorpius threatened.
“Malfoy!” Harry and Hermione yelled in objection.
“Whoa, easy kid, you don’t need that,” James said putting his hands up.
“That’s yet to be seen. You’re James Potter?”
“Yeah,” James nodded.
“The same James Potter that died on Halloween night, nineteen eighty one?”
“Err, yeah, I suppose I am.”
“So you are in fact a dead guy?” Scorpius said pointing out the obvious with annoyance in his voice. “Am I the only one that isn’t comfortable with this?”
“No, you’re not the only one,” Hugo mumbled from behind him.
“Malfoy, get that gun out of my dad’s face!” Harry barked and started going for his wand. There was a suddenly whoosh of air and Harry’s wand had vanished from its holster on his belt and was now sitting in Cassandra’s hand. She shot him a warning look.
“Malfoy?!” James blurted in horror. “You’re Lucius Malfoy’s son?!”
“Grandson...not by choice...its twenty-twenty-two and you should be looking like an extra from Evil Dead right about now so start talking!” Scorpius growled.
“Talking?! What do you want me to say?!”
“Well, how you’re breathing for one thing!”
“I don’t know! Voldemort was in my house, there was a green light and then I was lying on the floor in the middle of an empty class room!”
“Cass?” Scorpius said, awaiting an explanation.
“All I can tell you is that it wasn’t us,” she said.
“Lucifer-what?!” James blurted. They ignored him.
“It’s possible but this is illogical. Why would he raise a potential ally for you?”
“Angels can resurrect people?” Hugo asked the dumb question.
“Of course, but we’d never do it with authorization from Heaven.”
“What if this isn’t James Potter?” Dominique volunteered which caused a moment of silence to move over the room.
“What?! Of course it’s me!” James objected but it was too late. Hugo and Dom were now pointing their wands at him as well. Hermione and Ron shifted uncomfortable. The only one that didn’t seem to take the possibility in was Harry who looked outraged.
Cassandra approached James, her wings fluttering slightly.
“Don’t move,” she commanded and pressed her hand against his chest.
A white glowing light emanated from the gaps between her fingers and she closed her eyes to concentrate. After a moment the light faded and she stepped back.
“He’s human and his soul is intact,” she reported.
“Okay, so what the hell is going on?!”
“I don’t know. It’s possible that this is an accident. A one-off side effect of Lucifer’s rise,” she pondered.
“Erm...” James said raising his hand like a child in class. “I guess I should probably tell you that...I wasn’t alone in that class room...”
Sinistra jumped as Scorpius (with gun still in hand), Hugo, Dominique, Harry, Hermione, Ron and James Potter suddenly appeared in her officer. She must have already been on edge from everything that had happened and Cass’s angel zapping wasn’t helping.
Again Harry was struck dumb with both confusion and happiness as he saw the beautiful, glowing twenty-one year old version of his mother alive and in the flesh. Next to her, a raggedy but healthy looking Remus Lupin and a handsome Sirius Black stood. Both of them were the same age as James and Lily.
“What the hell is this? Resurrect one Marauder get the others free?!” Scorpius groaned.
“James! Are you alr -” Lily stopped as her eyes arrived at the older replica of her husband. He had a lightning bolt scar on his forehead and her own green eyes. “Harry...” she whimpered.
His age couldn’t seem to stop a mother from recognizing her son. It must have been some kind of instinctual thing or a side effect of magical shield she gave him when she died.
“Harry?!” Remus and Sirius blurted as they saw him.
“You’re so ol - grown up!” Sirius said with a smile.
Lily immediately charged towards Harry, tears almost appearing in her eyes, but was met with the same welcome that Scorpius had given James.
“Malfoy! I’m warning you!” Harry snapped straight away.
“Come on, you know it’s us!” James yelled.
“Mind proving that to our wing lady?” Scorpius nodded causing Lily, Sirius and Remus to look next to them. Cassandra was there.
All three gasped and recoiled from the angel.
“No, you’re not in Heaven,” he snapped quickly. “Cass, check em out,” Scorpius ordered before turning to Hugo and Dominique. “I need to talk to you two,” he walked over to the corner of the office and they followed.
When they were away from the others, they spoke in hushed voices as Cassandra started doing her angel cavity search on the other three.
“Okay, what do we do about this?”
“I have no idea!” Dominique snapped. “I’m mean those are the Marauders...minus one, but they’ve all come back the same age they were when James and lily died. Sirius and Remus lived for years afterwards. I just don’t get it.”
“Well, excluding the possibility that some kind of weird time warp happened seconds before these guys died, why are they here?”
“Again, I have no idea.”
“This is creepy!” Hugo said looking nervous.
“I’m glad I’m not the only one that thinks so. Cass is right, why would Lucifer resurrect a bunch of good guys?”
“Like Dom said, maybe they aren’t good guys? They could be some kind of Trojan horse,” Hugo said worryingly.
“I was thinking more along the lines of a zombie Apocalypse but that’s a scary idea too. So we’re not gonna let this carry on right?”
“You want to kill them?” Dom asked, looking at Scorpius in shock.
“I’m a little late for that! It happened before I was even born! You know, most folks have the common decency to stay in the bloody ground!”
“Yeah, but this doesn’t seemed to have been their choice! They don’t know what is going on and they haven’t done anything wrong!” she shot back.
“Yet...what if they’re supposed to act all normal now and then later something triggers them and turns them into flesh eating psychos?”
“Hugo’s right. Am I the only one that remembers the ghosts? They were dead too. How long before this lovely little family reunion turns into a bloodbath?”
The three of them looked back at the two generations of Weasleys, Potters, Blacks and Lupins. Something definitely wasn’t right about this.
They walked back over to Cassandra.
“These two are perfectly healthy,” she said gesturing to Sirius and Lily. “This one is an abomination,” she glared at Lupin.
“Whoa! That’s not necessary!” Lily shrieked, but subsided as soon as Cassandra looked at her.
“He’s an impure creature, a tainted being that doesn’t deserve to live!” she said itching to smite. Clearly angels had no love for werewolves, which probably meant they also hated vampires and other ‘half-humans’.
“Easy, Cass,” Scorpius said. “You know we’re living in an age of tolerance, right...you sure they aren’t diseased or walking time bombs or something?”
“No, they are exactly as they were in nineteen eighty one,” Cassandra said. “I have to report this to Heaven.”
“Alright...before you go, I want you to beam those four to the Chamber of Secrets and lock the whole thing down so they can’t get out,” he said quickly.
“What?!” several people yelped.
“There’s a monster down there!” James shouted.
“No, I killed that too,” Harry said quickly. “Scorpius, what do you think you’re doing?!”
“Quarantine. I’m not taking any chances,” he said simply.
“But Cassandra just told you that -” Hermione began but was cut off.
“And what?! Four people that should be enjoying their eternal rest suddenly shoot back to life and you just want me to be okay with that?!” Scorpius yelled back, anger flaring behind his eyes.
“All I’m saying is that we don’t know anything at this point!” she stressed.
“No, we don’t know anything! But I find it hard to believe that Lucifer is resurrecting your loved ones out of the goodness of his heart! He’s workin’ some kind of angle here and until I know what it is, these guys stay on lockdown.”
“Maybe, he’s trying to win you over? Doing things like this to get you on his side?” Ron suggested.
“I don’t think he would make it this obvious if he were,” Scorpius said.
“We don’t know enough about what’s going on to make any kind of intelligent judgement here,” Harry said loudly. “But locking them away in the Chamber is just plain -”
“Stupid? Cruel? Well, I guess I’m living up to my family name then! The fact of the matter is that you’re blinded! I get it, I do, you’ve finally got the family you never had back but seriously Harry, don’t be so damn naive!”
“Give me one single example of when something this great hasn’t come with a big fat ugly price tag attached to it. This is gonna backfire and you’re all too weepy and sentimental to see that!”
“You listen to me you arrogant little -”
“No, you listen to me you sanctimonious prick!” Scorpius jumped at Harry’s face with rage powering him. “I didn’t ask for this and I wish I could get rid of it but I can’t so the only thing left for me to do is step up to the plate! From here on out, I’m in charge! That means, I say ‘jump’, you do an impression Wiggles the magical kangaroo! Are we clear?”
Cassandra raised her chin with pride at Scorpius’s display. This was the Messiah she’d heard about.
“Now, they are going down to the Chamber and that’s where they are gonna stay until we decide that there is absolutely zero danger! But, I’m warning you, if they so much as twitch in a way that I don’t like, Cass is gonna strap on her smiting wings and cremate herself some Marauders!”
“Cass is?” Harry hissed darkly. “What’s wrong Scorpius, can’t do your own dirty work?”
Scorpius responded by cocking the shot gun and pointing it straight at James’s head.
“You’re right, maybe I shouldn’t take the chance,” he scathed back with equal intensity. He wasn’t bluffing. Lily, Sirius and Remus took a step forward but didn’t try and stop him for fear that he would kill him. “Maybe they should go back in the ground right now!”
“Wait, please,” Lily whimpered. “We’ll do as you say, please don’t hurt him.”
Scorpius lowered the shot-gun but not before giving Harry one more warning look.
“Cass, get them outta here,” he ordered and they vanished instantly.
Scorpius stormed out of the headmistresses’ office, unshaken. He wouldn’t back down.
The tension didn’t leave the room with him but it became very quiet. A moment later, Hugo whispered to Dominique. “Who’s Wiggles?”
She looked at him completely unsure of how she could possibly be related to him.
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