The Order of the Light and the Dark Warriors.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and his friends. They belong to JK Rowling. I don't want to earn money with this story. Everybody knows what follows.
Summary: Voldemort has returned, but Dumbledore has already prepared his troops for striking back. And he has a very big surprise for his enemy.
Please read and review but don't be too rude for my grammar; I'm a poor French girl who is studying English.
Chapter 1: A summer night.
Albus Dumbledore was a tall and thin man, with very long and silver beard and hair. He was also a wizard, the greatest wizard living for almost every wizards and witches in England. And he was the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But for the moment, he was only an impatient man. For the hundredth time, he looked at his odd golden watch, then toward the forest.
At least, he saw whom he wanted. From the forest, people were coming to him, lead by Professor McGonagall. He nodded to her before turning to the others.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. Rooms were prepared for all of you. Students, you will sleep in your dormitories."
"Why are you doing this?" a man stopped.
He was blonde with cold grey eyes and looked at Dumbledore with a mix of lack of understanding and disbelief on his face.
"Because my dear Mr Malfoy, I hope you will help us now that you understood what kind of man is really Lord Voldemort."
Everybody flinched at this name but Dumbledore didn't notice. His eyes had caught sight of another person in the forest.
"Can I ask you to lead them to their rooms, Minerva?"
"Of course Professor."
Dumbledore looked at them, entering the castle before turning his eyes to the forest. But there was no one left next to the trees.
"I think I won our little bet."
Dumbledore didn't turn round when he heard the soft voice behind him.
"Are you ready?"
"Give me 5 days and I will be."
"Take all the time you need" Dumbledore smiled "I was waiting for this moment for more than 20 years. I think that I can wait for one week more, even one year."
"When I will be ready."
"Stay over there" Dumbledore said waving his hand to the forest. "No one musts know that you exist. Not yet anyway. Come back for the beginning of the term."
A laughter answered him and then, Dumbledore sensed only an empty space behind him. He slowly turned round and walked his way back to his office.
The old man smiled as he entered his office. In front of him were standing Mr Malfoy, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore made appeared 4 chairs with a wave of his wand before sitting at his desk.
"One more time, Dumbledore, why are you doing this?"
"Patience, Mr Malfoy. We are waiting for another guest. Then I will explain to you all what you need to know."
Suddenly, the flames in the fireplace turned to emerald green and a man stepped out of them.
"Good evening Cornelius. Nice to you to join us."
"Hope it's really important Albus. I have a busy day tomorrow in the ministry."
Cornelius Fudge was a short and portly man with grey hair. And he was the actual Magic Minister.
"I'm afraid that this is more than really important. Mr Malfoy and Professor Snape has just come back from Voldemort's hiding place and."
"What have you just said?" Fudge shouted, turning his eyes to Malfoy. "You- Know-Who is dead."
"No, he is not dead. He never was. He is alive and back to his strength and power because you didn't do anything to prevent it or to prevent us, his Death Eaters, from helping him."
Lucius Malfoy was now standing in front of Fudge, his grey eyes as cold as ever. Fudge had never believed that Voldemort had returned, even when it had caused the death of Cedric Diggory, one of the students of Hogwarts.
"You-Know-Who is really back?" Fudge asked after one tense minute.
Dumbledore discreetly sighed from relief when he saw that Fudge was now believing in this fact. For a proof, Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape rolled their sleeves and showed their left forearm to the Minister.
"The Dark Mark!"
"As black as ever." Snape murmured with a deep disgust.
"What can we do?" Fudge asked turning his eyes to the Headmaster.
"Allow me to begin the war."
Everyone gasped in shock at his words. Dumbledore let a smile play across his face.
"I've already sent owls to some of my friends. They will be here for the start of the next term. I sent Hagrid to his mother and his fellow giants with a proposition of peace just after the end of the Triwizard Tournament. I know that Madame Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, went with him. I sent an owl to Durmstrang, asking them not to choose between us and Voldemort, at least not before Halloween. There is nothing more that I can do for the moment. Another of my. acquaintances is. gathering people for our side. And Professor Snape has already returned to Voldemort as our spy. Now if you're wondering why I told all of this in front of Mr Malfoy, it is because Lord Voldemort had asked something to some of his Death Eaters that had obliged them to say "no" to their master. For now, all of them are here. What is next to do can only be bone by you. You have to talk to the giants and have their alliance before Voldemort does. I also think that the Dementors really should be removed from Azkaban as soon as possible.
Fudge nodded and turned round to Malfoy.
"Can I ask what he asks to you Lucius?"
"The lives of all our children."
Fudge said nothing else and walked straight to the fireplace. He took some Floo-powder and threw it in the fire. He nodded a last time to Dumbledore and the others before stepped in the fire, saying "the ministry".
"Now, I think that we all need to rest" Dumbledore said. "Further questions will be answered tomorrow."
Everybody agreed silently and went out of the office, except Minerva McGonagall.
"Why didn't you tell them?"
"Told them what, Minerva."
"Told them about Hagrid's owl you had received yesterday. Told them that the giants had already agreed to help us."
"Cornelius needs to have the feeling of doing something right."
Minerva McGonagall said a rude word describing what she thought about the Minister. Dumbledore smiled.
"I think it's time to go to bed now Minerva."
"All right. Good night Albus."
"Good night Minerva."
The woman walked out of the room. Alone, Dumbledore allowed himself a little laughter before waving his wand above his desk. A big chessboard appeared in front of him. Silently, he added the giants to the white pieces.
"Now we have a good chance to finally defeat you." Dumbledore said, glancing at the black king which had Voldemort's face.
Author's note:
Please forgive my mistake but don't hesitate to write me for correction.
To those who love Albus Dumbledore, you will find out that he is not really the man he seems to be.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and his friends. They belong to JK Rowling. I don't want to earn money with this story. Everybody knows what follows.
Summary: Voldemort has returned, but Dumbledore has already prepared his troops for striking back. And he has a very big surprise for his enemy.
Please read and review but don't be too rude for my grammar; I'm a poor French girl who is studying English.
Chapter 1: A summer night.
Albus Dumbledore was a tall and thin man, with very long and silver beard and hair. He was also a wizard, the greatest wizard living for almost every wizards and witches in England. And he was the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But for the moment, he was only an impatient man. For the hundredth time, he looked at his odd golden watch, then toward the forest.
At least, he saw whom he wanted. From the forest, people were coming to him, lead by Professor McGonagall. He nodded to her before turning to the others.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. Rooms were prepared for all of you. Students, you will sleep in your dormitories."
"Why are you doing this?" a man stopped.
He was blonde with cold grey eyes and looked at Dumbledore with a mix of lack of understanding and disbelief on his face.
"Because my dear Mr Malfoy, I hope you will help us now that you understood what kind of man is really Lord Voldemort."
Everybody flinched at this name but Dumbledore didn't notice. His eyes had caught sight of another person in the forest.
"Can I ask you to lead them to their rooms, Minerva?"
"Of course Professor."
Dumbledore looked at them, entering the castle before turning his eyes to the forest. But there was no one left next to the trees.
"I think I won our little bet."
Dumbledore didn't turn round when he heard the soft voice behind him.
"Are you ready?"
"Give me 5 days and I will be."
"Take all the time you need" Dumbledore smiled "I was waiting for this moment for more than 20 years. I think that I can wait for one week more, even one year."
"When I will be ready."
"Stay over there" Dumbledore said waving his hand to the forest. "No one musts know that you exist. Not yet anyway. Come back for the beginning of the term."
A laughter answered him and then, Dumbledore sensed only an empty space behind him. He slowly turned round and walked his way back to his office.
The old man smiled as he entered his office. In front of him were standing Mr Malfoy, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall. Dumbledore made appeared 4 chairs with a wave of his wand before sitting at his desk.
"One more time, Dumbledore, why are you doing this?"
"Patience, Mr Malfoy. We are waiting for another guest. Then I will explain to you all what you need to know."
Suddenly, the flames in the fireplace turned to emerald green and a man stepped out of them.
"Good evening Cornelius. Nice to you to join us."
"Hope it's really important Albus. I have a busy day tomorrow in the ministry."
Cornelius Fudge was a short and portly man with grey hair. And he was the actual Magic Minister.
"I'm afraid that this is more than really important. Mr Malfoy and Professor Snape has just come back from Voldemort's hiding place and."
"What have you just said?" Fudge shouted, turning his eyes to Malfoy. "You- Know-Who is dead."
"No, he is not dead. He never was. He is alive and back to his strength and power because you didn't do anything to prevent it or to prevent us, his Death Eaters, from helping him."
Lucius Malfoy was now standing in front of Fudge, his grey eyes as cold as ever. Fudge had never believed that Voldemort had returned, even when it had caused the death of Cedric Diggory, one of the students of Hogwarts.
"You-Know-Who is really back?" Fudge asked after one tense minute.
Dumbledore discreetly sighed from relief when he saw that Fudge was now believing in this fact. For a proof, Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape rolled their sleeves and showed their left forearm to the Minister.
"The Dark Mark!"
"As black as ever." Snape murmured with a deep disgust.
"What can we do?" Fudge asked turning his eyes to the Headmaster.
"Allow me to begin the war."
Everyone gasped in shock at his words. Dumbledore let a smile play across his face.
"I've already sent owls to some of my friends. They will be here for the start of the next term. I sent Hagrid to his mother and his fellow giants with a proposition of peace just after the end of the Triwizard Tournament. I know that Madame Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, went with him. I sent an owl to Durmstrang, asking them not to choose between us and Voldemort, at least not before Halloween. There is nothing more that I can do for the moment. Another of my. acquaintances is. gathering people for our side. And Professor Snape has already returned to Voldemort as our spy. Now if you're wondering why I told all of this in front of Mr Malfoy, it is because Lord Voldemort had asked something to some of his Death Eaters that had obliged them to say "no" to their master. For now, all of them are here. What is next to do can only be bone by you. You have to talk to the giants and have their alliance before Voldemort does. I also think that the Dementors really should be removed from Azkaban as soon as possible.
Fudge nodded and turned round to Malfoy.
"Can I ask what he asks to you Lucius?"
"The lives of all our children."
Fudge said nothing else and walked straight to the fireplace. He took some Floo-powder and threw it in the fire. He nodded a last time to Dumbledore and the others before stepped in the fire, saying "the ministry".
"Now, I think that we all need to rest" Dumbledore said. "Further questions will be answered tomorrow."
Everybody agreed silently and went out of the office, except Minerva McGonagall.
"Why didn't you tell them?"
"Told them what, Minerva."
"Told them about Hagrid's owl you had received yesterday. Told them that the giants had already agreed to help us."
"Cornelius needs to have the feeling of doing something right."
Minerva McGonagall said a rude word describing what she thought about the Minister. Dumbledore smiled.
"I think it's time to go to bed now Minerva."
"All right. Good night Albus."
"Good night Minerva."
The woman walked out of the room. Alone, Dumbledore allowed himself a little laughter before waving his wand above his desk. A big chessboard appeared in front of him. Silently, he added the giants to the white pieces.
"Now we have a good chance to finally defeat you." Dumbledore said, glancing at the black king which had Voldemort's face.
Author's note:
Please forgive my mistake but don't hesitate to write me for correction.
To those who love Albus Dumbledore, you will find out that he is not really the man he seems to be.