Nature's Way

by Deusluxmea

Voldemort's done much more when in hiding before the Great Battle than plot Harry's demise. The wizarding world, now aware of exactly the kind of havoc Tom Riddle was up to when not entertaining his homicidal urges. Marriage Law is in place but not all everyone will marry within their species...well not technically human...it's complicated. However, it may not be so bad for Snape

1. Chapter 1

A/N: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. The first few chapters will be more background to my story and introduction to the plot and setting so bear with me.

The war had ended and the rule of peace could finally reign. It had been a long, long time since the wizarding world had come together as one to rebuild their world. However, the damage done was too extensive. It was time to ask help from the big guns. The originals. The core of all things. They had to call upon the elementals.

Usually the wizards and witches would not hesitate about such a serious matter, but the land too, had been attacked and ravaged by both sides alike. A warm reception would be out of the question, too much too hope for. So the wizards sat, and talked, and pondered their little brains out and wished for some kind of solution. The spirits of the land, of the base of everything that there was, were busy gathering strength to repair the damage done by those who had prided themselves as their protectors. Getting the cold shoulder would be the best scenario many agreed and the worst, it would leave them worse off than they already were if there were any of them left to see it.

"Can't we at least call on one of them?! A little one! One who couldn't do any harm to talk to the others! Surely we can-"

"HERMIONE! Enough already! I already told you! WE have already told you over, and over, and over again: there is NO such thing as a harmless spirit! Not even a sprite!"

"You don't know that-"

"Yes, I DO! Like it or not Hermione there are things muggle born DO. NOT. KNOW. That WE do! Not EVERYTHING can be learned from a book. For once can you just leave things to people QUALIFIED to do it?!" Ron exploded. Ever since talk about getting help from the land itself came up Hermione kept sticking her nose into everything she could. Not many beings knew much of old rituals anymore, and the ones that did all agreed that further speculation was needed, lest they find themselves eradicated.

"Ron is right, Hermione. I'm sure that the council knows what they're doing. Let them come to a decision and argue with THEM. I'm tired of running into things that could get us, and the rest of the wizarding population, killed." Harry scolded. Hermione's constant ranting finally started its way into his 'patience bubble'. Stabbing it really. "I'm going to bed. Ron?" The bossy bushy haired teen stared open mouthed at the boys retreating back up the staircase. The Boy Who Lived finally grew a backbone.