Traitors deserve everything they get

Azkaban... Maximum security floor…

Jade always found it odd how before Azkaban she was so impatient and hot-headed, but now after a year in hell, she felt like she could wait forever.

The anger and hurt she had felt when she had been betrayed again had long since faded leaving her numb and empty. Occasionally she would feel something, some twinge or spark beyond the cold numbness, but she was unsure whether those feelings were truly hers or the Dark Lords. Certainly these echoes of emotion had lessened since she had learnt to shield her mind from Tom and the Dementors; although the latter rarely came to her cell anymore. She had no emotion left for them to feed on.

Once wondering how they could think she could kill Cedric would make her angry for hours-much to the pleasure of her guards-but now it only served to amuse her. The wizarding world had turned its back on her, but soon, very soon, she would be free again and they would expect her to retake the mantle of savour.

Like that was ever going to happen.

Ironically the one who was going to free her would be the one who put her here in the first place. Tom thought he could persuade her to join him and had been planning to free her for a while when he came to collect his loyal followers. Not that she knew exactly who that entailed since her floor was empty except for herself and the Dementors. Apparently being there former savour had earned her the most heavily guarded cell in Azkaban since the law prevented them from executing her till she turned seventeen.

She had no intention of joining the man who murdered her parents and had tried to kill her multiple times and she knew without a doubt the dishonourable Judge Dumbledore would never allow her to. He had never allowed her to make any choices in her life; he hadn't even given her the choice of Veritaserum at her trial-and she used the word 'trial' very loosely.

In fact as soon as she was out of Azkaban she was going straight to the nearest Gringotts to collect some money-since the ministry couldn't confiscate her vaults until she turned seventeen-and have them block any attempts to access her accounts without her permission and conduct a full audit-she had a few suspicions that needed confirming. Then she was going to get a portkey to somewhere very far away from Britain.

Her plans were interrupted when the whole prison shook and her cell door and all the other cell doors in the floors below exploded off there hinges.

From her window the full moon shone in the sky on a cloudless night. Moonlight shone through to illuminate the mad grin on the Girl-who-just-wont-die's face.

"And now the fun begins…"

Azkaban… Main Hall…

The remaining members of The Order of the Phoenix and about two dozen Aurors were all that stood between Voldemort and escaping with some of his most demented followers. Both sides had suffered heavy casualties, particularly the Aurors, but the odds were still in Voldemort's favour.

The light side knew there were still some more Death Eaters around the prison looking for any remaining prisoners, including the one they feared the most…

…The Girl-who-lived, Jade Lilith Potter.

"We found her, my lord" announced Lucius Malfoy as he limped in with two lesser DE dragged an unresisting teenage girl into the room. Lucius had a large gash in his left leg from a cutting curse, other then that though he was his usual aristocratic self with only a few tears in his Death Eater robes.

"You have done well my servant, very well" The Dark Lord gestured for the two lesser DE to let go of the girl. To their surprise she did not drop to the ground, but merely stood there, facing the ground. "Where did you find her?"

"In the maximum security ward, staring out her cell window"

"Such a waste" cackled Voldemort "Once a powerful witch, now just a shell"

"It would seem you have come here for no reason tonight Tom" announced Dumbledore.

"Fool!" cried Voldemort. "Do you really think Potter was my soul reason for coming here?"

"No, but she was your most valuable servant" said Dumbledore.

Surprisingly the Dark Lord merely laughed. "Potter was no servant of mine Dumbledore, although she could have been"

The forces of the Light side gasped as they slowly realised what Voldemort was saying; cries of disbelief shortly followed.

"SILENCE!" shouted Voldemort. Silence came quickly. "Potter was merely a problem that I needed to remove and you were all so happy to help me" Their faces took on looks of guilt. "One would think after Sirius Black you would have all realised that wizarding courts are not infallible, but as usual you are happy to be led as sheep"

"NO!" a cry of despair erupted from Professor Minerva McGonagall, deputy headmistress of Hogwarts and head of Gryffindor as she realised the pain they had caused one of her lions. Several more cries quickly followed.

"If that is the case Tom, then hand over Jade, she is of no use to you now" suggested Dumbledore who was suddenly starting to look his age. His eyes were absent of there usual twinkle and seemed to only reflect a great sadness. He had once again failed one of his students.

"Do you think me a fool old man" sneered Voldemort, "Jade Potter has been a threat to me for fourteen years, but no more! She will die and I will win"

The Light side were about to launch a desperate attack to rescue their wronged savour, but both sides were stopped by the sound of laughter.

Whist Tom had been having his little bragging session, Jade had been planning. The forces of the light blocked the easiest exit, of course that was only an obstacle for someone who wasn't Jade Lilith Potter.

When the Light side prepared to try and save her she couldn't help but dissolve into laughter-they had been the ones to betray her! And yet now they wanted to help her! Hah! If she wanted help she'd rather ask a colony of blood thirsty vampires, at least then she'd know to expect the knife in the back or rather the fangs in the neck.

"Jade…?" asked Dumbledore gently.

Jade turned her head to face Dumbledore and the man gasped and took a step back when he saw the sheer power in that gaze.

"Yes Judge Dumbledore…?" she asked, but before he could answer she continued. "If the next words out of your mouth are 'I'm sorry Jade' then I swear I'll cut out your tongue"

She raised an eyebrow at there shocked looks. "What? Oh! I bet you thought I'd just be the same after a year in Azkaban. Do you honestly believe 'sorry' will make it all better; that I'll forgive you for locking me in hell?"

"So you are not as insane as you lead us to believe" said Voldemort.

"Afraid not Tom" Jade grinned madly. "Pity too, it would made things so much easier I'm sure. Don't worry though you can have Britain all too yourself; I find it far too traitorous for me"

"WHAT"

She turned to the light side and adopted an innocent expression. "What is something wrong?"

"Jade, you can't be serious" pleaded Dumbledore in disbelief. Had they really hurt her so badly that she'd turn her back on all of Britain?

"Oh don't act so surprised Judge" her voice was dripping with scorn. "I care very little for a country full off back-stabbing sheep and racist fools"

Jade turned away from the light side, which were still staring at her in shock and back to the Dark Lord. "So Tom how about you let me out of here and you'll never have to see me again"

"Sorry Potter, but I can't let you live" Voldemort raised his wand. "Avada Kedavra!"

Jade sighed. Why did he have to be difficult? Ignoring the cries for her to move out of the way, she simply raised her hand and clicked her fingers.

A shock wave like a bomb going off erupted from Jade's petite frame, the wave of raw power shot outwards knocking both sides off there feet. Voldemort's killing curse was simply reflecting right back just missing the Dark Lord by inches. Rocks and floor tiles were ripped from the floor and wizards and witches from either side were blown into one another.

When the dust and debris cleared only Jade was left standing, looking utterly bored and unconcerned with the destruction she had just caused.

"Now I hope you've all learned your lesson!" She waved her finger teasingly in a mock scolding way. "Never ever attack Jade Lilith Potter when she's trying to be nice and let you take over a country"

"Jade… how did you…?" stuttered Dumbledore, for once utterly speechless.

"Not now Albus" she waved away his questions and turned towards Voldemort, who was looking quite scared. "Now then Tommy go and murder all the traitors and back stabbers for me. That's a good boy"

"How dare you?" hissed Voldemort, anger getting the better of him.

"Because I'm just that good, Tom" smiled Jade, patronisingly. She then turned towards Dumbledore and the light and waved "Bye-bye" and proceeding to gather magic in her hands causing them to glow with an eerie green light.

"No Jade, wait!" Dumbledore tried rather unsuccessfully to prevent her from leaving, but was blown off his feet again when Jade smashed the energy she had gathered into the ground.

The wards of Azkaban were ancient and very poorly maintained, but they were very complex and were the reason why some parts of the fortress were still standing when they really shouldn't have been. These wards despite there neglect were some of the strongest and best in all of Britain, second only really to Hogwarts and Gringotts.

Jade Potter had just blasted straight through them.

The wards shattered like glass, the top floors of Azkaban simply collapsing in on them whilst the ground floors shook uncontrollably.

Dumbledore stared at Jade in shock just in time to see her disapparate silently.

Jade Lilith Potter had left Britain to fend for itself.

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