Lukas' POV

That was it. He was going to kill Dante for this. What part of retired! Did the man not understand? Yet here he was fighting the Organziation alongside the Foundation.

Lukas Lambert was a black haired green eyed twenty one year old seeker. Most people did not know him by this name however. He was better known as Harry James Potter Wizarding world savior. Who also worked part time as an auror.

Most of his time though was spent at his bar. It was a wizard and seeker paradise alike. One of the few places both groups could go to meet.

The bar was his pride and joy. It allowed seekers from any walk of life to gather in a safe place. If a fight was started it was ended by him. No matter who you belonged with you were welcome in his bar.

Same went for wizards. Didn't matter if you were light wizard or dark wizard. As long as you paid your tab and didn't cause trouble you were welcome.

Now though his bar was in tatters. Pieces of the tables were everywhere. Everything he had built was destroyed. Many of his customers had fled when the first powers had been used. Other's fled when it became obvious that they were outmatched.

Now the only defenders left were Dante and himself. Against seven suits and Defoe. How in the hell did he get in these situations?

Dante jumped behind the counter with him. A serious look was in his eyes when he said," Sorry about that kid. I needed a place to hide. I didn't expect him to break the honor of the bar."

Defoe and Dante had been enemies for years. Ever since Lukas' first Huntik mission. That had been years ago. Defoe didn't really hate Lukas. It was more on principle for Lukas being a member of the Foundation. News flash morons he wasn't anymore.

He went to strike one of the Organziation members with a bolt flare. As he stood something hit him in the chest. A searing pain coursed through him on contact. It was like nothing he had felt before. Even a crucio wasn't this bad. Then the sound of apparation. It felt like he was being pulled through a tube. Though he didn't do it consciously. Then the whole world went black.

Marvolo's POV

Abraxas had finished giving him the run down of the ministry situation. Things were looking up for his cause. Many of his death eaters had taken high places in the ministry. It would make taking over much easier.

Months of preparation and careful planning. Each spy in the ministry placed with care. So far things had been going his way.

Abraxas said," My Lord there is one other thing. The Wizengott has been working on a treaty with a little known magical group."

"Oh?" That caught his attention.

In their world there were many forms of magic that had gone forgotten. Some for being harmful to others and thus feared. Others were misunderstood because of the people rbat misused it. The final one was it was feared because of the power it held.

Abraxas continued seeing his calm interest," There is a group that at first was thought to be muggles called Seekers. I think they might be a specialized kind of wizard. Similar to that of the elementals. No one really knows the full extent of their powers though."

Seekers? That word seemed familiar as if he had read about them before. As for where he couldn't remember.

A crack of apparation had been men drawing their wands. A slight figure with black hair crumbled to the ground. He was dressed in a black shirt and jeans. A pouch hung off his hip. There was a silver and green necklace that hung just on top of the man's shirt.

When it became obvious that he wasn't going to move they approached. As they came closer Marvolo realized the man was little more than a boy. Likely just out of his majority. Looked to be five eight 130 pounds sopping wet.

Abraxas said after a moment," He's breathing. Though that necklace. It is said seekers wear those."

A seeker apparated into his home? An unknown uninvited person came into his home. His friend must have seen the look in his eyes because he stepped away immediately.

As he was about to say the curse the eyes flickered. When they opened he saw a brilliant shade of green. A shade that reminded him of the killing curse.

The man growled," Now where am I? Definitely not Lost in time."

When he looked up at Marvolo he froze. A range of emotions went through those eyes. Disbelief, anger.

Marvolo asked his wand twirling in his fingers," Who are you? How did you get in my house?"

The man said gaining his feet slightly swaying," Lukas. Where am I?"

It wasn't a familiar name to him. Must be a muggleborn. How did this boy barely out of his trace get here? Only his most trusted knew of this manor.

Marvolo answered calmly," You are in my manor. I'm at a loss of how you got here. My wards are quite impressive."

Lukas didn't seem to hear him. Instead his eyes took in everything around them. His right hand touching something in the pouch. It wasn't his wand though. No one would put their wand there.

Lukas asked suddenly," What day is it?"

"Samiah, 71."

Lukas' eyes went impossibly wide as if hearing something impossible. For a moment the other muttered unintelligiblently under his breath. The pocket on his side glowing faintly.

Abraxas was watching the young man careful. Just as he was. Prepared to step in and stun him if necessary. Something made Marvolo hold though. He was curious to see what the man would do.

To say he was surprised when a furry head popped out of the man's shirt. Would be an understatement. The furry head seemed to belong to some kind of squirrel. Where in the hell it came from was anyone guess.

Almost absent mindedly Lukas' left hand reached to scratch it. The thing made a happy noise but it's eyes were far too intelligent.

Lukas said in a quiet tone," Springer. You always know when to come even if you're not called."

Springer? Strange name for such a creature. Then again he knew nothing about it or the man. Something he wanted to rectify immediately.

Marvolo asked," How did you get through my wards?"

Lukas' green eyes turned to look at him as if remembering he was there. There was still recognition and disbelief in those eyes. There was also a sense of resignation.

The man said rubbing his shoulder as if trying to get rid of a pain," I'm not sure. There was a fight and something hit me."

Now that he looked closer at the man he noticed a burn in that shirt. Like someone had set fire to that part of the shirt. Only that part of the shirt.

The creature known as Springer made a sound at the man. Lukas turned his head to the side. His green eyes watched and listening carefully. Finally the man nodded with a smile.

He rubbed its head and said kindly," I'm okay, old friend. It doesn't hurt that much. Defoe was never powerful enough to seriously hurt Dante or myself by himself."

Marvolo was confused. Who was Dante and Defoe?

Marvolo reached out with his magic touching the younger's. This wasn't something many knew how to do. Even fewer knew when someone was feeling their magic.

Green eyes widened then said coldly," That's not proper you know."

Before Marvolo could say anything the man was gone. Lukas had broken through his wards so easily. Now his intruige was peaked.

Lukas' POV

Three days later found him sitting in a familiar office. An office that he had avoided after the war. A familiar red haired man sat across from him. It was Albus Dumbledore.

The man was smiling his face no longer lined with worry. War had not touched this man. Not yet at least.

Albus asked," So you have taught before? Aren't a little young, Mr. Lambert?"

Lukas said tiredly," I was fifteen and we had a terrible teacher."

Springer was on his shoulders. His tail wrapped around his neck. The little titan was a comforting presence. He was the proof of his claim that he was both seeker and wizard.

Albus asked," Are you sure that you want to teach a class on seekers? It is a dangerous time to be both seeker and wizard."

Lukas nodded as he replied," This will teach students about their potential. It will be good for me. Eh, Springer?"

The sleepy titan raised its head and gave a quiet snicker. Then it returned to its nap. The little titan had been his friend since childhood. As his first bonded to and summoned titan they shared a special bond. One that could not be easily broken. Something similar was his bond with Murasame. Though strangely the demon had been silent where he was usually loud and rambunctious.

For the moment it was a good thing. He didn't want to bring down the scrutiny of the Catholic church on him again. Not when he just came to this time. It had been hard enough before to convince them he wasn't a threat. Without an identity here it would be impossible. They would try to kill him and or remove Murasame. That would end in a disaster.

Albus said," I see no reasons why I shouldn't hire you. Outside of political standings of course."

Seekers and wizards had been at it for years. Each thinking they were better than the other. That was why he made his bar. For a safe place for them to get together. Without murder being the end of it.

He said with a friendly smile that was fake," I am a freelance seeker. I have no ties to any groups."

At least not in this time. All his ties had been broken when he was sent back in time.

Dumbeldore held out his hand and said," We will be happy to have you on the staff. With today being Friday we will be able to give you the weekend to settle."

That was a gift at least. Then again he would need to get to Gringotts and get new robes. Along with seeker clothes in case he got a job.

He put out his name on the freelance sites. Along with his credentials. With a rank one status he could live solely off of the jobs. For now he would keep his head down though. Being a new rank one without being heard of before would bring unwanted attention to himself. After ending up in Voldemort's house he didn't need any more attention.

Albus led him to his new quarters. They were on the second floor in a passage way that few knew about. It was mainly because people avoided the girls bathroom on this floor.

His classroom was connected to the office through a set of doors. After the older man left he looked around. The classroom was a standard size. It would do for regular classes but not if they wanted to summon large amounts of titans.

It would do. At least until he got a feel for his students. Then things may or may not change.