A week had passed and the dark raven hadn’t awoken from the magical coma he was in. The members of Spina Corvos had no idea what to do. They knew they couldn’t take him to Dumbledore or Madam Pomfrey. Madam Pomfrey would just inform Dumbledore and Dumbledore would use whatever he could against their master.
“Draco isn’t your mom a healer?” the young werewolf asked.
“Mom took some classes as a healer. Think I should notify her of Ares?”
“Might be a good idea.”
“Wait Draco! How do we know that we can trust your mom? Ares ordered us to tell nobody of Spina Corvos,” Hermione said.
“My father and mother like Ares. Ares sees them as his uncle and aunt. They won’t let any harm come to him and they don’t side with Dumbledore.”
“We can’t keep master here,” Orion spoke up. “And we can’t get into his quarters either or the Chamber of Secrets.”
“Master’s wards won’t let your mom into Snow Ash Manor either,” Indigo said.
Draco pursed his lips and tried to think of where they could take their master. “Riddle Manor. It’s where master and his dad lived before master was kidnapped by Dumbledore. My mom will be able to go there as well me. Even though master hasn’t woken he should still be able to pass through the wards surrounding Riddle Manor.”
“But how are we going to get him out Hogwarts without Dumbledore noticing anything?” Indigo asked. “We can’t use master’s floo as none of us speak Parsletongue.”
Shadow, Hades and Iris listened to the conversation about their master. They were worried about him. Perhaps Hades or I can open the door to master’s chambers so that he can be taken home to his father’s nest and get treatment.
That is better than any plan the humans have come up with, Iris said.
But how are we going to get the furless ones to come with us? Hades asked.
The furless ones are humans Hades, Shadow said. But that is a good question since we can’t communicate with anyone except master.
Would master’s chambers open if you or Hades hissed at the snake guarding master’s chambers?
It’s worth a shot.
Iris walked over to Draco and tugged on his robes with her teeth. The four humans stared down at the wolf unable to understand what it wanted. Growling Iris tugged harder and Draco slowly stepped forward. Iris wagged her tail and continued pulling.
“I think Iris wants us to bring master and follow her,” Draco said. Hermione cast the disillusionment charm on the five of them so their presences would be concealed. Griffin picked up their master since he was strongest and the five ravens followed Iris, Shadow and Hades down the stairs to the common room, out of Ravenclaw tower and down the halls until they reached the door with the snake carved on it.
Shadow slithered up onto Griffin’s shoulder as he was closest to the door and looked at the snake carving. Open for master needs help that he cannot receive within these walls.
Enter and take care of the dark raven, the snake carving hissed and the door opened outward. The ravens, Iris, Shadow and Hades hurried into the tunnel that led to their master’s private chambers and the door closed softly behind them. Hurrying along the stone pathway, their faces cast in an eerie light from the torches in their brackets along the walls on either side of them, they made their way to their master’s private chambers where Indigo pushed the door open. Draco grabbed a pinch of flew powder and threw it into the flames. The flames changed from orange to green and he turned towards his fellow ravens. “I don’t know how long master will be at Riddle Manor. Someone should wait here and the rest should get back to Ravenclaw dorms before someone catches us out.”
“Nobody has caught us out of bed. Why is that?” Hermione asked.
“Perhaps it has to do with master being the heir of both Gryffindor and Slytherin? It could be that Hogwarts is helping master and us escape detection from Dumbledore and his minions,” Griffin said. “I’ll wait here and the rest of you get back to bed.”
The others nodded but didn’t move. Griffin handed Ares to Draco who stepped into the flames and shouted “Riddle Manor,” before they disappeared in swirling green flames. Only when the flames had turned orange again did Hermione, Indigo, and Orion make their way back to Ravenclaw Tower. Hades, Iris and Shadow stayed to wait for news about their master.
Draco stumbled out of the fireplace in the living room of Riddle Manor. Lucius and Narcissa were already there. Lucius took his prince from his son’s arms and Narcissa caught Draco before he fell. “What’s wrong with the prince?” Lucius asked.
“I don’t know father. All we know is that he’s been in a magical coma for a week.”
“We?” Lucius asked.
“Not now Lucius. Take him to the healing wing.”
“Tulip!” Narcissa called.
“Lady Malfoy called for Tulip?” Tulip then noticed Young Master Riddle. “Young Master! What has happened to young master?”
“He’s in a magical coma Tulip. Can you please get a bed clean in the hospital wing and alert the Dark Lord’s healers that they need to help the young prince?”
“Yes Lady Malfoy. Tulip do that at once miss!” With a pop the house elf was gone.
Tulip popped back a few minutes later. “Bed is cleared off and master’s healers are standing by ready to help young master,” Tulip said with a bow.
“Thank you Tulip.”
The Malfoys hurried to the hospital wing where the healers were waiting. They gasped as they saw their young master and Lucius carefully and gently set him on the bed. The healers had remained at Riddle Manor with the Riddle house elves and making sure the house was kept up to their masters’ standards in the event that he and his son returned.
“Alright what happened Draco? And don’t lie to me,” Lucius said looking at his son as Narcissa and the Riddle healers set to work trying to bring their young master out of his magical coma.
“We’re under orders not to speak of it,” Draco said.
“I don’t care whose orders you’re under! If we are going to help our prince then we need to know everything that may be of significance to finding out why the prince has been in a coma for so long and why I’m just now hearing about it.”
“Yes Draco I would like to hear this as well,” Narcissa said glancing at her son quickly before turning her attention back to their young prince.
“Ares ordered us not to betray the organization,” Draco finally said. Ares is going to Crucio me for sure when he wakes up.
“What organization?” Lucius asked his son.
“You’ve seen the Daily Prophet right? About the mysterious group that has been going around killing people?”
“Yes but what does that have to do with… Oh no! You’re not telling me that a bunch of first years are going around killing people!”
“First to fifth year students of every house are part of master’s organization.”
“And who is your master?”
“Ares Salazar Riddle, heir to Slytherin and Gryffindor. Our mark is the Deathly Hallows.”
Lucius looked at his son in shock. “Show me your mark,” Lucius ordered his son. Draco pulled up the sleeve of his robe to reveal the Deathly Hallows branded on his arm. “We attacked the Order of the Chickens and killed the Flamels. My Lord and Master stole the Sorcerer’s Stone. We also killed a few of the Blood Traitor Weasleys. Master killed the Basilisk on his ancestor’s orders and has bonded with basilisk’s son. All of us have Animagus forms as well. Master said that was an important lesson for his followers. Those who had achieved the Animagus form helped the younger ones until they learned it. One of our organization is even a werewolf.”
Lucius collapsed in a chair in shock. He couldn’t believe that a group of children had managed to attack the Order of the Phoenix when not even death eaters dared try. “Have you ever lost anyone in a raid?”
“No. Master trains us endlessly in light, grey and dark magic. Some of the group is starting to study Runes and others are studying Healing. Master has had to use the Cruciatris on some of us as punishment and even forced us to practice on each other. Not even Dumbledore has found out who we are,” Draco said proudly.
Narcissa let out a gasp and stumbled back from the hospital bed. “Narcissa what is it?” Lucius asked springing out of his chair and going to his wife.
“I know why our prince is in a magical coma.”
“He… he has entered his creature inheritance.”