Chris climbed onto the Astronomy tower. Climbing as a snake was easier than she thought.
As she reached, she saw eight Dentors were gliding around the tower, no one else was there. So Chris turned back and walked towards them. As soon as the Dentors sensed her they stopped gliding and gathered around her.
"My Queen!" Das bowed followed by the other seven.
"Das!" Chris grinned. "Took you long enough."
"I am sorry to disturb you this late my Queen but I thought it is the safest ti to et you," Das explained apologetically.
"It's alright. Actually, this is a good ti," Chris said. "But I want to ask how did you send that 'cold' ssage?"
"It was his idea," Das pointed at a Dentor, who ca forward.
"My Queen," said the Dentor in an excited tone. "Did you like it, my Queen?"
"There was nothing to like," growled another Dentor from behind. "No one likes our sad coldness. It creates fear. I am sorry my Queen if that coldness had done any harm to you."
"No, no it's fine," Chris said dismissively. "I can handle that much cold."
"See, the Queen is not angry at us," said the first Dentor proudly. "She is not our Queen for nothing."
"Just because our Queen is forgiving, doesn't give you the permission to —" the second Dentor argued.
"That's enough," Das snapped. "We are not here to hear you argue in front of the Queen."
Both the Dentors fell silent. Chris was watching the entire thing very curiously, it was almost sounded like a younger one was trying to impress but the older one was trying to be responsible. They almost felt like humans. But when Das talked, Chris realized how scary Das actually was. He obeyed Chris but he was also the oldest Dentor and the powerful one too.
Das had sensed Chris's changing feelings so he softened his tone.
"I am sorry my Queen," he said.
"It's alright, Das," Chris shook her head. "So who are the new ones?"
"These are the others I've told you about. The ones I trust. They wanted to help, my Queen and you gave permission to bring them," Das said then pointed at the excited dentor. "He is the youngest among us, but he assured that he is not young enough to disobey you."
"What's your na?" Chris said then rembered Dentors doesn't have nas. "Oh, sorry I forgot you don't have a na."
"But you can give a na if you like, my Queen. Like you did with our elder," said the young Dentor.
"Good idea," Chris smiled. "You can be Ryan if you like it of course."
"Thank you very much, my Queen, Ryan at your service," said the dentor enthusiastically.
"So do I have to na you all?" Chris said.
"Only if you want to my Queen," said another Dentor. "We can work for you without any na or identity. It's our duty to obey you, with or without nas."
"No, no, you all look sa, how am I going to know who was who if there is no na," Chris said, mostly to herself.
So after thinking a lot, Chris nad them: Elliot, Fitz, Jose, Kian, Levi, Owen and Ryan.
All of them were aged dentors except Ryan he was quite young and by quite young they ant a hundred and thirty years old.
"Now for your works," Chris said switching to business mode. "I need a few of you to watch over the Azkaban, I an a few specific prisoners. Especially the Lestranges and few other death eaters."
"We will do it, my Queen," Levi, Kian and Elliot said.
"Next, find out where the dark lord and his 'friends' are."
"As you wish my Queen," Das said.
"We will help him in that my Queen," said Owen and Jose.
"Ok good, now the Minister, do you think anyone of you can tell if sothing is wrong with him?"
"I can my Queen, we will keep track of the Minister," said Ryan.
"No, I need you to keep track of any ministry orders for Azkaban," Chris said.
"I will watch the Minister," said Fitz.
"Alright then," Chris yawned. "Good night. Send a cold ssage if you need ."
As Chris turned around to leave, she got a shock. A silvery figure just disappeared behind the door. Without changing into snake Chris sprinted after the ghost. There was one thing in her mind if it was Peeves then or Nick or any other ghosts? What if they inform the students or the teachers about her little Dentors army. Chris jumped two steps at a ti and almost fell face flat on the floor. The ghost stopped as he realized Chris was after him. He turned around and faced her. Chris panted as she looked up at the ghost and discovered who it was. With blank staring eyes, a gaunt face, and robes stained with silver blood, the Bloody Baron.
"Please don't tell anyone," Chris said hurriedly, recovering from her shock. "Please, I request."
"I do not care less what you do girl," grumbled the Bloody Baron.
"Really?" Chris looked at him surprised. "You are not going to tell anyone?"
"Is that so hard to believe?" scowled the Baron. "Gryffindors, always doubtful, are you not? Yes, I do not care what you do."
"Thanks," Chris smiled. "I thought you will tell the Slytherins."
"It's not like to gossip. Though I will say, the thing I saw there. . . I was curious," the Baron eyed her. "You are the infamous Christina Norton."
"Yeah, not infamous though," Chris said uneasily.
"Modest? A modest Gryffindor? Hard to find. Go, I have nothing else to talk with you," the Baron ordered.
"O — okay," and without thinking anything else Chris ran away from him.
The Baron really was scary.
When Chris finally crashed onto her bed, it was almost four in the morning. She decided to sleep all morning but it was Sunday and she had promised to et Jason. So at nine o'clock, she dragged herself out of her bed and head for breakfast.
Outside students were enjoying themselves skating on the frozen lake, tobogganing. Chris and Jason sat on a stone slab near the lake. Chris's eyes were red and puffy from lack of sleep.
"Do you want to skate?" Jason asked looking at Colin and Luna who were skating together.
"Do you want to?" Chris yawned again.
"Chris, did you not sleep last night?" Jason said. "You are looking —"
"Ugly," Chris said. "I know."
"You are looking miserable," Jason sighed. "Was it your nightmares? The founders' dreams?"
"No it was Hagrid," replied Chris.
"Hagrid?" Jason raised one eyebrow at her. "Hagrid was in your dream?"
"Oh, no, silly," Chris laughed. "Hagrid ca back last night. We went to et him."
"Of course you did," Jason rolled his eyes. "He is not even a good teacher."
"But he is a good-hearted person," Chris smiled then put her head on Jason's lap and curled up on the slab.
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To be continued. . .
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