I've started this rewrite, and I'm keeping it simple and short. The story will only be a few chapters.

Huntress - The Re-write.

Helena Potter hated Hogwarts, and she'd spent 7 years studying here, and in another three days she would be leaving the school and her parents and their meddling fool of a leader. She was sitting with her fellow Ravenclaws, next to Luna Lovegood, the house outcast and generally ignored everyone around her, especially the boys who wanted to get close to her because she was a Potter, and the sister to the Boy who lived. Helena found that Luna was unique, and delightfully so. Unlike the rigidity you'd find in a Ravenclaw student, Luna had a unique perception that went above and beyond the call of normality, and as a result she was shunned and her things went missing. Well, at least until Helena had stepped in. It had taken her only a year at Hogwarts before Helena was the most feared student in the entire school. She looked up at the staff table and saw how her parents Lily and James Potter sat wearing their expensive robes, Lily looking, well like a vain little school girl with her hair and makeup perfect with no blemishes or imperfections, something which Helena had grown accustomed to, and now believed that it was the inside that was beautiful. As for her father, well James wearing robes you might see on Lucius Malfoy. It was heartbreaking, seeing her parents who used to be simple in their appearance and not posturing as they were now. Sitting next to Albus Dumbledore, the self anointed Leader of the Light, they looked right at home as Dumbledore wore robes that made the eyes water, and sitting in that golden throne would make anyone who had a keen and sharp mind wonder why such a man would need such extravagance as that.

Such was the fate of anyone who became the parents of a kid as famous as Daniel Potter, the Boy who lived. Helena didn't need to turn in her seat to see what the brother who had tried to make life at Hogwarts incredibly difficult. Helena remembered her time before Hogwarts where she'd attended a muggle school, all because her parents, presumably with Dumbledore's 'request', more like order, didn't want her to 'pollute' her brothers mind. Not that Helena minded, actually she found she enjoyed her time in the muggle world, made friends with them and it was actually a change to go someplace where no one knew her name or even her family. Unfortunately they wouldn't let her leave the muggle world, forcing her to come directly to Hogwarts. Helena didn't really care for magic, she preferred athletics, martial arts, she'd even been in the Brownies, but her parents just had to go and take that away from her.

" Knut for your thoughts Lena?" Luna's soft voice asked from beside her. Helena smiled at the nickname. Luna Lovegood was oner of the only people in the magical world she even remotely trusted or liked, she certainly didn't like any of her parents sorry excuses for friends - Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, the Weasleys, the Tonkses, well actually she liked Ted and Andromeda, but their daughter took away the fun out of that relationship, and the other members of the Order. Her brother's friends were no better.

Ron Weasley was a pig, he had a seemingly never ending capacity to stuff his face and spew out abuse at the same time. It never ceased to amaze her that he never seemed to back off from her even after all the times the stupid fool had landed in the hospital wing, and Helena had learnt the hard way to keep her retaliations away from Dumbledore's sight. The old fool openly favoured the Gryffindor Golden trio, or the Dream Team, as they were referred to by those of other houses.

His sister, Ginny, was no better, but luckily Helena and her had little contact in the six years they'd known each other. Whenever the Weasleys had come to their home before Hogwarts, Helena would always find a way to escape. Ginny was the only Weasley to freak her out, and this was because of the looks of lust she threw at Daniel, who being a complete and total egotistical fuck, had been oblivious to until his fifth year, and Ginny had been happy to oblige in that department. Helena, who'd stolen the Marauders Map from her unsuspecting brother, had watched as the two had sneaked off to places where the teachers wouldn't go. Hogwarts was a big place, and once she'd stumbled onto them fucking each other senseless. Helena had heard and believed the rumours that 'sweet little Gin-Gin Weasley' had lost her innocence a long time ago, all to become ready to become Daniel's wife, though why she would need to loosen up probably had nothing to do with Daniel's misattention to her. Helena saw Ginny and her mother as money grabbers, but since she had her own money that wasn't a problem to her. If her father and brother wanted to become as poor as the Weasley family then she was happy for them.

Hermione Granger, although not a Weasley, seemed to become determined to be as irritating and fucking stupid as they were. The girl was a muggle born witch, and although she was from a non magical background, she had an arrogance they would kill for. Helena and Hermione, unlike the Weasleys, were enemies for intellect, similar to her own antagonistic relationship with Daphne Greengrass, the Slytherin Ice Queen. There seemed to be a smart girl, someone who was smarter than Granger in every house - for Hufflepuff it was Susan Bones, who unlike her Gryffindor counterpart, preferred to be on the sidelines, as Helena, who was the Ravenclaw smart witch, did. Susan was also someone Helena trusted inplicitly.

Daphne Greengrass, having been raised in the magical world, understood matters differently than Granger, but there was another problem with the Gryffindor know it all. Granger enjoyed sticking her nose into matters that were not her concern, and those matters included magical traditions. The rivalry between her and Helena on the other hand, was more intense. Helena loved nothing more than to show up the bitch from time to time, and she didn't even enjoy learning magic at the school.

Luna L ovegood and Helena had met by accident rather than by design, the older girl had stopped Cho Chang's bitch parade from bullying Luna, who had already become a punching bag for Chang. What followed could loosely be called war. When it finished, Chang and her cronies were soon seen for what they really were, petty bitches that went after those weaker than those. When Flitwick discovered what was happening, he couldn't believe it. Ravenclaw lost so many points they were out of the running for the stupid house cup, and it was all because of Chang, who along with her friends became house pariahs.

Helena smiled at her, knowing sadly this might be the last time the pair of them would ever meet. Luna, Susan Bones, Neville Longbottom and Daphne Greengrass were all friends, and in some ways they were outcasts.

" I'm just thinking."

Luna was perceptive and after knowing Helena for so long knew precisely what her friend was thinking about. " About leaving Hogwarts." It wasn't a question, all her friends knew Helena had no intentions of staying in the magical world. It had been her life long ambition to leave Hogwarts, get a muggle education to catch up with the one she'd left behind, and make a future for herself outside the magical world. With Lord Voldemort out there, Helena just wanted to escape. Helena had never told anyone, Luna had guessed it for herself just by looking at her, though how she'd done it Helena had no idea, but she was the one to live from the attack on Halloween all those years before, the night her parents and brother became famous.

She was the girl who lived.

What Helena didn't notice was Dumbledore's eyes staring at her.

Dumbledore had been watching over the students, like a monarch keeping an eagle eye on his empire, or a god looking down on his domain. The simile probably wouldn't have displeased Dumbledore. There was a seemingly permanent silencing charm on the staff table was they sat eating in front of their students, where Dumbledore would speak to them without the ears of the students overhearing. In the current climate of the magical world's second war with Lord Voldemort, Dumbledore didn't want anything he was saying getting back to the Dark Lord.

" James, have you made any headway to stopping your daughter from leaving the magical world?" He asked. It had always been a mystery to the old wizard of why the girl would want to leave, and he couldn't ask her directly because the direct approach had never sat well with the old man, and besides she didn't like or trust him as her parents did.

James didn't turn his head as he and his wife ate, making sure not to stain their clothes. " No, headmaster. She won't listen to us."

Dumbledore frowned. James sounded almost dismissive, Dumbledore needed people like Helena Potter in the Order to fight Voldemort. James seemed to believe they didn't need her. Dumbledore had long since learnt that Helena had a reputation with a wand, and knew she was instrumental in the houses preventing bullying, something Dumbledore himself believed would make the students learn the art of forgiveness, an art that would determine who was light and dark. Unfortunately the other heads of house didn't agree, with the exception of Severus.

" I can't allow her to leave the magical world James, we need her for the war." He replied.

Filius Flitwick, although not a member of the Order, wouldn't sit back and let one of his house be mistreated. He'd already done that with Luna Lovegood, and that embarrassment was still clear in his mind. He'd sworn he would never make the same complacent mistake again. " I fail to see why you would suddenly want someone who clearly does not trust you in the order, Albus. You have scarcely helped matters, handing unfair detentions on the girl because she stopped bullying students. It those actions didn't push her away from you then I fail to see how you can atone for that."

Dumbledore was not about to explain himself for his philosophy. " Filius, the students need to learn forgiveness. It's the only way to the Light."

Minvera McGonagall, although a Dumbledore supporter through and through, wasn't about to have that. She was not afraid to point out the obvious flaw in the plan. " Even if some of those students choose to become Death eaters or worse? Even you have to admit Albus that some of the Death eaters in the last war had no problem with muggles or muggle borns, they were doing it because they wanted revenge on bullies."

Unaware of the conversation at the Head table, and not really caring Luna and Helena were chatting away. At least they were until Helena's eyes darted around the hall, towards certain students she knew were Death eaters. Helena eyes dimmed as she noticed how they looked. Luna noticed her friends wandering eyes and frown. It made her frown as well. " What's wrong?"

Helena pointed at the students casually, making sure her movements were not noticed by anyone else in the hall except Luna. " They seem...eager, like they're waiting for something." Luna's frown deepened. " You're right, and I thought the nargles had gotten to them. They're definitely waiting for something big."

" But what?"

The answer came when the doors exploded inwards, Death eaters swarming in. The students screamed, some of them standing up, wands raised and ready to face the invaders, but the junior Death eaters, students in all the houses of the school who'd made their choice, stood up and either stunned or disarmed them. Malfoy looked smug as some of the teachers froze when they vanished, some of them valuable fighters on Dumbledore's side. " Portkeys!" Helena swore. Ordinarily it was impossible for portkeys to work inside Hogwarts, but it was possible if they were set by a teacher and the wards went down. At the head table, Dumbledore had just stood up, wand out and ready to face the Death eaters, but Snape got there first. The greasy potions master had made his choice, and his side.

Dumbledore gasped as he felt the elder wand leave his hand, his mouth slack and eyes bulging as he stared at his potions master. Helena knew Snape was supposed to be Dumbledore's spy in the Inner circle, but it was clear the old wizard had put far too much faith in the greasy teacher.

" Severus..." Dumbledore started, but Snape sneered back, eyes glinting sadistically. " You old fool. Trusting a Death eater, did you never once think Pettigrew wasn't the only spy, or are you so complacent in your belief of forgiveness you can't see the possibilities of betrayal or subterfuge? You and your pathetic Order are being rounded up even as we speak."

Dumbledore breathed out, all the things he'd thought he'd known were now being proven wrong. " You betrayed us all." He breathed out.

Snape's sneer became more pronounced. " And, once again, you prove how far you take stating the obvious. Get it straight, old man. I am not a good man, I never have been. I hate muggles, mudbloods, and I hate you. Crucio!" He shouted, pointing not just his regular wand but also the elder wand at him.

Dumbledore screamed in agony, the two wands in Snapes hand magnifying the power of the torture curse many times over. Dumbledore felt as if he were being stabbed with white hot pins and needles in his nerves. He was starting to lose his mind even more when a voice, high and cold resounded through the hall.

" Enough!"

Helena's eyes narrowed, not in the least surprised to see the leader of the Death eaters stride into the great hall. At once all the Death eaters bowed down, including Snape. Voldemort glided towards the downed form of Dumbledore. If the younger wizard who'd been reputed to have feared Dumbledore during his rise to power was still frightened then he didn't show it, or it had abated during Voldemort's long absence.

Voldemort bent down over Dumbledore's body. " I am glad you finally realise your ideal to change my Death eaters from what they are into law abiding citizens. It took Severus's betrayal for you to realise its never going to happen, then again by the end of today no one will ever consider me a merciless lord. By the end of today, Albus Dumbledore, you, the Potters, the Order, and the child who defeated me on Halloween, will be dead." The Dark Lord made a gesture with his hand and two death eaters went out to collect the person Voldemort had ordered them to bring forth. Dumbledore was breathing, but he and everyone else gasped or started to mutter amongst themselves as it wasn't Daniel brought forth but Helena. Dumbledore's eyes shot open as he ignored the pain in his limbs, then he realised it had been for nothing. He'd pushed for the girl to be ignored by her parents, to be shoved aside, and all the time it had been her he should have tried to bring into the fold. It was too late now, they were all doomed.

The Death eaters gripped the girls arms but they need not have bothered trying to force her because Helena didn't struggle with them. The two Death eaters forced her to kneel in front of Voldemort, again she didn't struggle. There wasn't much point.

" Ah, Helena Potter. At last we meet."

Helena sneered. " We both know you're going to kill me, so why don't you stop the bad guy routine, and get it over with."

Voldemort chuckled, not at all bothered with her rudeness. In fact he was delighted to finally have someone talk back to him. He turned towards Snape, and said silkily. " Severus, contragulations. You managed something even I could not do. Convince Albus Dumbledore to keep quiet."

Snape bowed. " Thank you, milord."

Voldemort made his move. " Avada Kedavra!"

The curse was so close, point blank that by the time Snape reacted it was too late. The greasy potions master who'd humiliated countless students, bullied others, was killed by his master's curse. The girls screamed, but Voldemort ignored it. He merely bent down and picked up the elder wand, and chuckled darkly. " Now I am the master of death." He gloated down at Dumbledore's body before he gestured to two of his followers to pick up the old headmaster. " I want you to see this, Dumbledore. As you have just seen, I reward my followers, but I don't reward those who take those that are rightfully mine," he held up the wand, " as this is."

Dumbledore coughed, and glanced at the stoic Ravenclaw, but he couldn't see anything in Helena's eyes to suggest she was even concerned about living. " The elder wand is not yours."

" But it is," Voldemort insisted. " I just killed its last master, short lived as his life was when I walked into the hall. Just as we have just destroyed your precious Order of the Phoenix, broken into Hogwarts, and now I plan to kill you and young Helena here."

Helena quirked a brow. " Then get on with it, you pompous shite."

Voldemort's nostrils flared angrily. " What did you just call me?"

Helena smirked, knowing she was about to piss off one of the most powerful and dangerous wizards on the planet. " I called you a pompous shite." Then her smirk became more pronounced. " No, I take it back. I don't mean you're a pompous shite, I mean you're an arrogant, procrastinating, lizardlike baboon. Oh, by the way, where's your snake, oh what's she called. Nagini?"

Voldemort breathed in. He'd found his snake dead at the start of the year, her head sliced in half. " What did you do?"

Helena smiled. " Me? Oh, I became invisible and held onto Snape as the greasy arse went to Malfoy manor. I found her quite by chance. It was easy to destroy the horcrux inside her. I used the killing curse first then I sliced the head to mask my magic. The other horcruxes on the other hand, well I just merely broke into Slughorns memory last year when I overheard my idiot brother speak to his friends dumb and dumber about them, something he shouldn't have done. I found a book in the Black family library about them. Never underestimate a good library, especially one collected by such an old family specialising in Dark magic. I found something even Dumbledore never knew existed. A book on how to destroy them, a ritual that drew all the soul pieces together within the first 12 hours of it finishing." She checked her watch, and grinned, holding up a finger. " Five...four...three-"

" What have you done?" Voldemort snarled, the same question in Dumbledore's mind. Helena ignored them. " Zero."

Voldemort gasped, bent over as he felt incredible pain as all the soul pieces, all of the ones still out there including the one in Helena's scar, the one unseen on the underside of her arm, were drawn back to the Dark lord like magnets. Voldemort clutched his sides as he gritted his teeth in agony, the re-merging of the horcruxes in his body more painful than those separate occasions where the horcruxes were made, the pain which grew each time as the soul was split.

Helena swallowed as she felt the horcrux leave her body at last. She sneered at Voldemort with contempt. Her hands balled into fists and shot out against the two stunned Death eaters standing over her, and punching them both through the chests, her bloody hands holding their hearts. As both of them collapsed to the ground, she grabbed their wands and hers. " Accio All Death eater hearts, spinal columns, brains and stomachs!"

The death eaters in the hall clutched their bodies as they felt the spell tripled in power by the three wands rip open, their hearts, stomachs, spines and brains shot everywhere. Blood and gore.

All over the country, the same thing was repeated in offices of the Ministry, Diagon Alley, and Hogsmeade as Death eaters clutched their bodies, ignoring the screaming masses of the public as their bodies were ripped open. Helena cast a magical shield to prevent the body parts hititng her, but it didn't stop the students screaming as they were covered in gore. When it was finished, the entire hall looked as if all the psychos in movies had had a party. The floor and tables were covered in blood.

Voldemort had watched with shock as all his followers were ruthlessly cut down by a simple basic fourth year charm. He knew it was dangerous in battle, but even he'd never imagined it used like that. The Dark Lord was dangerously weak, but Helena didn't care. She pointed the wand at her enemy. " Avada Kedavra!"

The last thing Lord Voldemort saw was a flash of bright green light and a rushing sound.

Helena breathed in, and picked up the elder wand holding it in front of Dumbledore's eyes. Then she snapped it. " No more." She said quietly, but everyone heard her. " No more death, no more destruction. No more you. Enough is enough."

She waved her three wands, and everyone was sent towards the walls and knocked unconscious as she ran out of the hall. By the time anyone woke up, it had been a good few hours since Helena had left the magical world.