Harry Potter: Rise Of The Spiral

As Edmund put Dudley on the couch, his eyes darted towards a familiar looking door under the stairs. His blood boiled when he thought how could someone be so cruel to have a child live in a cupboard. Iris took notice of it and gently grabbed his hand, asking him to keep his calm. Even though they were very subtle, this silent interaction did not go unnoticed by Petunia.

As the Dursleys sat beside their fainted son, Edmund began, "Petunia Dursley, since your sister was magical she must have told you about the creatures that live in the magical world."

At Petunia's nod, he continued, "Did she ever tell you what a dementor is?"

"N-No."

"Dementors are foul creatures that feed on a person's happy thoughts and memories. They eat souls of living beings. That's all they live for. Your son, along with Iris here were attacked by two such creatures."

Petunia and Vernon paled and their eyes widened with horror. A moment later, the look on Vernon's face turned into that of utter rage. He stood up and made his way towards Iris while saying, "It's all your fault you worthless freak! We should have left you at the doorsteps, right where you belong! If something happens to Duddlers, I swear I'll..."

Before he could continue, a voice invaded everyone's ears, a voice so cold It could freeze their very souls. "You'll do what, Dursley?"

Vernon turned around to retort but words couldn't come out of his mouth when he saw Edmund's face.

Edmund's expression was completely neutral. His eyes were glowing red with slits as pupils. A faint red aura was emanating from his body that strangely made the Dursleys want to flee for their lives. When Vernon looked into Edmund's eyes, he saw himself die in the most brutal ways he could imagine. He took a step back and lost control of his bowels while mumbling coherently.

Disgusted by the smell, Edmund used a scourgify to clean Vernon's mess.

He turned towards Petunia who was by now on the verge of fainting. "Your sister would be turning in her grave seeing the way you have raised her daughter. You call her a freak. You made her sleep in a cupboard for ten years, only to stop when her Hogwarts letter arrived. You made her cook and clean the house at a tender age of four. You hit her when she scored more than your son. You scorned her very existence. In my eyes, the only freaks here are you and your husband."

Turning towards the squib who had been standing there quietly, he spoke in the same icy tone, "Dumbledore must have appointed you to keep an eye on Iris while she lived here right?"

Figg nodded shakily.

"Did you report any of this to him? Did you tell him how these brutes treated Iris? That they made her life worse than a house elf's?"

"I-I did. But, he just said to keep telling him about it."

Edmund's head snapped towards Iris who just stood there, her face showing betrayal and sadness. "Did you hear that Iris? The f.u.c.ker knew everything."

A bitter look flashed across her face. Every passing day Dumbledore's image in her eyes kept dropping and now hearing that he knew about her life all along? It completely destroyed whatever was left of her trust and respect in him.

Edmund meanwhile checked for any mental manipulations on the Dursleys but found none. That solidified his hate for them.

Just then, an owl came flying into the house though an open window. It was a ministry owl that was carrying a letter addressed to Iris.

Upon reading it, Edmund was struggling between laughing at Fudge's idiocy and desperation or to curse out at the bullshit the letter was saying.

Expelled Iris for underage magic? She didn't even use any! Looking over to Iris and seeing the incredulous look on her face, Edmund figured she was having the same kind of thoughts.

"Iris," Edmund said, "The wards around this place are set. Grab your things, you're coming with me."

Right when Iris was about to respond, the front door was flung open and a man entered with his wand pointing towards Edmund while a woman and another man, who looked so much like Arthur Weasley, stood beside Iris protectively.

"Get away from Iris young man," The first man, who Edmund recognized as Remus Lupin, growled as he stared into Edmund's eyes trying to intimidate him.

"Professor Lupin! What are you doing?!" Iris yelled.

"Stay away from him Iris," Remus growled again. "He could be a death eater."

Edmund raised an eyebrow, "Really Lupin? Your trying to scare me while also insinuating that I could be a death eater? Iris is in a much bigger danger being around you than being around me. You almost mauled her in third year when you forgot to take your potion. And if I were a death eater Lupin..."

Edmund suddenly disappeared from everyone's view. Panicked, Remus tried to move only to find himself held by a vice grip around his neck and a sharp object touching the top of his head.

"...You and your little wizard goons would already be dead."

Edmund allowed Remus to turn around and see his companions being held down with knives pointing towards their throats by two people who looked exactly like Edmund.

Remus took a deep breath and spoke, sounding defeated, "Alright, I was wrong. But before you try anything I'll tell you that others will be here any minute now."

Edmund tightened his grip that made Remus hiss in pain. "And you think I will release you because of it? Tell me, why the f.u.c.k are you here before I snap your neck like a twig."

"We are here to take Iris somewhere safe."

"Are you're saying that this house isn't safe for her? Then why did Dumbledore force her to stay here every summer?"

"That is enough young man," A gruff voice sounded from behind Edmund and he felt a wand at the base of his skull.

Edmund smirked, "So good to see the real Moody here."

Iris couldn't tolerate all this and yelled, "Will someone tell me what's going on?! Why are you all here? No one answered any of my letters for the whole summer. Why am I being kept in dark? Professor Lupin, where's Sirius? Why hasn't he answered to any of my letters?"

"We're here to take you to him Iris. And don't worry about the letter you got from the ministry. Professor Dumbledore is working on getting the expulsion revoked as we speak."

Edmund decided to interrupt, "Wait a minute, she's not going anywhere without me."

Moody growled, "You will be coming with me lad. If You-know-who is already recruiting students we need to know."

"I want you freaks out of my house now!" Suddenly Petunia shrieked. Seeing so many wizards entering her house had overwhelmed her.

Edmund sighed. It seemed there was no cure for the Giraffe's simple and underdeveloped mind. Releasing Remus as his clones puffed out, he turned towards Iris while swatting away Moody's wand. "Get your wand away already. I could kick your a.s.s all the way to Sunday before you even think of sending one of your measy spells towards me. Iris, let's go see your Godfather. I have a bone to pick with him anyway."