Infinity of Heaven

by: AGX-TAIL-

Basically, just another one of my fics but this one isn't going to be part of the oneshot series I've been writing. The timeline has been shifted forward 11 years. I don't own Harry Potter, I don't own Muse who'll be known as the Weird Sisters in this fic, and I sure don't own any of their songs. Now, time to begin….

Summary: I screwed up. We screwed up. The last battle ended as the savior of the world died. That vision haunts my dreams and every time I look around, I see a chance to try again. Regardless of the consequences. I hope.

Echo 1:

July 31st, 2022 10:05am

He looked across at the once green grounds and saw nothing but destruction. Craters, bodies, burned patches of land and the lake itself red with blood was the sight that greeted his eyes. The castle that stood behind him was battered, towers collapsed and entire walls destroyed after an entire year of hard fighting.

The fall of the Ministry of Magic had forced the ever diminishing forces of Light to take refuge at Hogwarts, bringing in refugees and all the military might they had left.

The last bastion of the light had been attacked repeatedly, its defenders managing to repel the forces of Voldemort for a year. An entire year of attacks had damaged the castle and it could not take much more.

"It ends tonight. I can feel it in my bones." He looked at the speaker, his partner Cedric Diggory. At 6'3ft, the brown haired man had a burly build with chiseled features, grey eyes and sporting a long scar across his cheek. There was a hard look in Cedric's eyes as he surveyed the scene before him, leaving without a shadow of a doubt that the war had changed him.

'War changes everyone, Harry' The thought lanced through his head, serving to remind him of the last words of Albus Dumbledore before his death 3 years before. "Yeah. Tonight's the big night." Harry Potter, dubbed as the Boy-Who-Lived, sighed as he took another look at the grounds, the site of another skirmish no more than 9 hours before.

'29 years old and still fighting a losing war' the thought crossed his mind as he stared into the glassy floor, staring at his own reflection. He hadn't grown past 5'11ft, his once untamed black hair now neatly spiked and pushed back out of his face. He now had two more visible scars across his face, one of them given to him by Bellatrix Lestrange herself right before her death. He remained thin, but with an runner's build forgoing the need to bulk up.

Several hours later… July 31st, 2022 7:05pm

Once again he shifted where he stood, watching as the remaining men and women under his command all got ready. Wearing a battle scarred dragon hide vest over a long sleeve t-shirt, a pair of arctic camo pants, dragon hide gloves and the dragon hide boots, he stood at the front. Cedric was down below, giving out last minute orders to the captains under his command. "Ced, time to go!" He called out and Cedric quickly made his way over, tugging at the vest he wore with a frown.

Time seemed to blur and moments blended together as the battle erupted at the very gates of the school. Harry watched as Cedric dove into the crowd of Voldemort's inner circle Death Eaters. He watched as Cedric fought like an animal, his wand in his left hand spitting death while the short sword in his right hand sliced and hacked.

"A pity he has to die, isn't it Harry?" The cold almost hissed words escape the inhuman lips of Voldemort, who stood across from him on the hill, watching as Cedric killed his followers. Cedric stepped forward unsteadily, his short sword left embedded in a corpse behind him. He reached the crimson barrier that surrounded both Harry and Voldemort.

"I got em, Har. Got em good." Cedric slurred, woozy and lightheaded due to blood loss. With a crackle the barrier fell, allowing Cedric to stumble over to join Harry. "W-we're still taking him, right?"

With a cold laugh, Voldemort brought his wand to bear and hurtled a dark purple curse at them both. Harry shoved Cedric out of the way and hopped backwards, watching as the curse struck a Death Eater in the crowd behind him leaving only a gory mess in its wake. "Got to try a bit harder than that," Cedric taunted as he got to his feet.

In a swirl of inky black smoke, Voldemort apparated behind Cedric. "This is enough for the likes of you. Avada Kedavra!"Cedric was outlined in a flash of bright green before he collapsed on the ground, eyes glazed in death. Voldemort turned towards Harry, watching the bright purple spell that was building on his enemy's wand tip with a curious expression.

"In the end, there can only be one," Harry disapparated with a sharp crack, appearing in front of Voldemort and swinging the wand at him.

AGX

He regained consciousness with a gasp, gulping air into his lungs to try and calm his thumping heart. He was close to the center of the maze, having stopped to exchange spellfire with Cedric Diggory before being blown across the field. "Blacked out…" He muttered as he pulled himself to his feet, wincing as his ribs protested to the action "Didn't think he had it in him," he chuckled as he eyed the unconscious Hufflepuff a bit before throwing up red sparks in the air for him.

For a minute, Cedric was superimposed with an image of an older version of him that stared at the sky glassy eyed in death. Harry stumbled back, shaking his head and the vision vanished. "What the hell was that?" he muttered as he limped off rather quickly. He turned the corner, gaining a clear view of the maze center along with the shining Triwizard cup.

"Fleur and Cedric are both down, just Krum left."

He limped his way towards the cup when he heard the crackle of an unknown spell headed towards him. He ducked, his wand spitting stunners at Krum, as he avoided another dark purple spell.

'Can't beat him like this. Got to make a break for the cup' Harry sent several more stunners as he broke into an unsteady run, heading straight for the cup. He sent a banisher at Krum, hoping to blow him back, but grimaced as the Bulgarian decided to run for the cup as well. "Accio Triwizard cup!"

The cup zoomed off its pedestal, towards Victor Krum. "Lumos Solem!" The blinding light forced Krum to duck, sending the cup sailing past him. "Accio cup!" This time, the cup came forward towards Harry, who managed to get his hand on it right when Krum grabbed the handle. The familiar jerk behind his navel was what made both of the realize they'd been portkeyed away.

They both tumbled upon landing as the portkey rolled away into the grass. "Portkey," Krum grunted as he picked up his wand, looking around quickly. "Ve're in a graveyard." He turned to look at Harry, noticing that he had tensed up and was staring at an angel statue headstone. "Vhat is vrong?"

Pain lanced into his head as it radiated from his scar. But the pain was dulled, nothing close to the burning pain he'd experienced in the beginning of the year. He wasn't sure where the idea came from, but he realized that the scar would only burn in the presence of…

"Shit! Wands ready, we're in trouble!" A killing curse blew forwards from the darkness, missing Krum by a scant few inches as he rolled away. Several curses flew from both Harry and Krum's wand in retaliation as they dodged another killing curse.

"Kill the spare, Wormtail!" A shrill voice made itself heard from somewhere between the gravestones, serving to identify their attacker. The sounds of a scream forced Harry to turn and look to the left. 'Malfoy!' Lucius Malfoy had managed to down Krum with a cruciatus curse, before sending him into oblivion in a rush of green light.

Krum's death served to be enough of a distraction for Wormtail to nail Harry with an incarcerous. "I did say you'd meet a sticky end like your parents, Potter." Lucius drawled as he watched Wormtail drag him towards the angel, charming the statue to pin him in place with its arms.

"I'll kill you Wormtail, I swear!" Harry hissed at him, watching as the traitor flinched.

Harry watched as a large stone cauldron was dragged forward and prepared, the unknown concoction bubbling sinisterly. Wormtail stepped forward, holding a wrapped up bundle in his arms.

Wormtail carefully unwrapped the bundle. It was as though Wormtail had flipped over a stone and revealed something ugly, slimy, and blind - but worse, a hundred times worse. The thing Wormtail had been carrying had the shape of a crouched human child, except that Harry had never seen anything less like a child. It was hairless and scaly-looking, a dark, raw, reddish black. Its arms and legs were thin and feeble, and its face - no child alive ever had a face like that - flat and snakelike, with gleaming red eyes.

"Riddle!"Harry's voice was harsh as he watched Wormtail dump the ugly creature that Voldemort had become into the cauldron. Harry cursed as he watched Pettigrew float a bone out of a nearby tomb, adding it to the potion as a powder before proceeding to slice off his own arm and drop it into the potion.

"B-blood of the enemy…forcibly taken…you will…resurrect your foe." Wormtail shuffled towards him, a knife in his remaining hand, pausing only to rip the robe sleeve before sticking the knife tip into his arm.

Lucius watched the proceedings with a smile on his face, clearly enjoying what he assumed were Harry's last moments on earth. Meanwhile, Wormtail held a vial carrying Harry's blood over the cauldron and poured it in, stepping back as the cauldron began to glow with an unearthly white light.

Lucius dropped to his knees as the thin, naked figure of Voldemort stepped out of the cauldron, the liquid having erupted into steam a few moments before. "Robe me," the cold, high voice of Voldemort reached Wormtail's ears and the sobbing man scrambled to his feet. With a pair of black robes he picked up from the ground, he placed it over his master's head, whimpering in pain as he went about the task with one hand.

"Harry Potter, we meet again and under better circumstances," Wide, livid scarlet eyes on a face whiter than a skull and with a nose as flat as a snake's, Lord Voldemort was back once more. He stood for several moments, reveling in the fact that he now had a body once more before he returned to the matter at hand.

"Lucius, your arm." The elder Malfoy quickly raised the sleeve of his death eater robe, revealing a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth, the dark mark as it was known. A long white finger was pressed upon the red mark, eliciting a cry of pain from Lucius as the mark turned jet black.

For Harry, there was pain for a moment, pain that was lost after a few moments as Voldemort removed his digit from the mark. "Which ones will be brave enough to return? And which will be foolish enough to stay away?" A cruel smirk appeared on Voldemort's face as he turned to face Harry.

"We've got incoming! Death Eaters and Vampires at six o'clock!"Harry was dazed, the pain… it had knocked something loose, memories of things that hadn't happened. All year, he'd been trying to find out what was going on, what he saw and what he learned from the brief moments of insight.

He looked up, eyes slightly unfocused as Voldemort started explaining where they were and why, images from his mind superimposing themselves at moments.

"Animals. They're nothing but animals." A view of mutilated corpses filled his eyes as Voldemort gave a glance at the arriving wizards, robed in full Death Eater regalia. One of the masked figures dropped on his knees, moving forward to kiss his robes before stepping back.

Several others followed his lead before they assembled themselves in a silent circle, leaving gaps in between them as if waiting for others. "Welcome, Death Eaters," Voldemort began, "It has been quite a long time, has it not my faithful servants? Thirteen years."

"How long has it been? 13 years since the day I returned? Tell me Harry, what keeps you going?" Voldemort's sneering face appears, only this one is scarred from more than one encounter with Harry. "Still hanging on to those misguided feelings of love? Of good and evil? There's no such thing… there's only power and those strong enough to take it."

"-ld magic, something left over from his mother's sacrifice, but no matter. I can touch him now." He resurfaced again in time to seem one of Voldemort's long white fingers come to rest upon his cheek, his scar feeling like it would burst open in pain at the touch.

Voldemort moved on, continuing his story, keeping the eyes of the assembled Death Eaters upon himself. Panting, Harry leaned against the ropes keeping him restrained as several things clicked for him. 'Time to get free, I'll worry about these later…' he thought as Wormtail neared him.

"Untie him and return his wand." The ropes were cut away, as the now silver armed Wormtail freed him, pressing his wand back into his hands before rejoining the now tightly packed circle of Death Eaters.

"We bow first," Voldemort let himself bend slightly, keeping his face upturned and facing Harry as he waited. "Surely you must know, the niceties must be observed." As he straightened himself out, he gestured towards Harry with his wand.

Feeling the pressure push down on him, Harry bowed and the pressure subsided allowing him to stand. "Now you shall face me like a man, strai-"He was cut short by Harry.

'Puniceus Crucis Obliquus(1)' Voldemort managed to avoid the spell that burst forth from Harry's wand, a flaring red x that left many of the Death Eaters shielding their eyes. Harry turned away, "Insono Attero(2)" A blast of over pressurized air blew back several Death Eaters as he ran through the circle, Voldemort's screams filling the night behind him.

'The cup! Got to make it to the cup!' Harry dodged between the graves as spells flew towards him, shattering the graves they collided with. He spotted Krum's body and he turned towards it, sliding on the sparse grass as he came to a stop next to it. "Terra Fluctuor(3)!" A shockwave traveled through the ground towards the approaching Death Eaters, knocking them backwards as he summoned the cup towards him.

AGX

(1Puniceus Crucis Obliquus – A red x used to mark the sky similar to the Morsmorde.

(2)Insono Attero– A blast of over pressurized air.

(3) Terra Fluctuor– A shockwave that travels through the ground, crashing through anything present.

A/N:That ends chapter 1 of Infinity of Heaven. Adios for now… and see you next chap. R and R, even if it's to ask for cookies…