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Surrey, England- 3:23 P.M. June 4th
The fierce, whistling wind blew forcefully against the small window. A certain dark-haired, green-eyed Harry Potter looked out at it in morbid shock. A strange upside-triangular shape moved in the distance. Harry remembered from his earlier days as a Muggle student studying this phenomenal happening. A tornado, that's what they were called. But here, in Surrey? It was true though, as the tornado could be seen tearing through the streets, ravaging houses and any people who were dumb enough to stand still.
The Dursley's were gone. After they had heard about the tornado, they escaped the city, leaving Harry alone. Harry, who was still rather depressed from his experiences the week before hadn't cared. His Godfather, the only one he had actually loved had died. He wished that he himself would die, if only to see him and his parents again. He cared now though, he had a prophecy to fulfill! If he died…. The Tornado however, was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. The hail and lightning were more than enough to cause severe panic.
Harry watched in fascination as the humongous tornado began to move up into the clouds. It nearly disappeared, but it came back down, it moved quickly now, moving closer towards Harry's house. It suddenly landed where Mrs. Figg's house was. I write was, because after the tornado hit it, well, it was no more. Harry gaped as her house was ravaged, and as he strained he could swear that he heard cat noises. He turned his green eyes towards the tornado.
Harry gulped in fear as the tornado steadily moved closer. Harry knew that he'd never make it out of the house. He was too stringy, not enough muscle. He silently vowed that if he ever survived this terrible predicament that he would train his body.
Trees were uprooted and circled the tornado as it moved closer. The litter from the streets joined in. Harry looked at the tornado and saw a dark figure in what would be called the 'eye'. He squinted, trying to see it better. He saw the figure put his hands down and clapped them together.
Suddenly the weather changed. The tornado disappeared and the figure in the eye floated slowly downwards, almost as if he were a feather. The figure watched as the objects that were carried by the tornado's destructive force fell to the earth in a deafening crash. He looked carelessly at the chaos around him.
Then, Harry saw the figure look directly into his eyes. Harry watched as the man spread his arms. A pool of black energy gathered above his head. It began to swirl around. Harry then watched as the man then blasted the gravel at his feet. The figure had left a mark. The mark was of a 'D' with flames around it.
The man looked back at Harry, pointed to the swirling energy and waved. He then disappeared in a wisp of smoke. The dark energy was still expanding. Harry watched it intensely, but nothing happened. He finally grew bored with it and went to his own room where he thought about what had just happened.
After he had calmed down he began to drift to sleep….
Harry moved roughly through the masses of people, carefully trying to keep extracting himself from the clutching cold hands that tried to hold him back. He turned to see what was holding him back. He gasped in shock and fear. It was a rotting corpse! He looked around and saw that the mass of people were all dead and rotting. Harry screamed in panic and leaped away.
Suddenly the scene changed- Harry was in a large golden-glinted room.
"Welcome Harry.", came a cold, chilling voice behind Harry. Harry turned and saw a tall darkish figure wearing a gold mask. "Harry… I do not know why I am here… One minute I was within my prison… and now…. Well, now I'm not. Thank you… but you have no idea what havoc I will wreak upon your world!"
Harry stood stock-still, taking this information in. "Who… are you?", questioned Harry.
The man in the golden mask began to float, white-blue energy floating from around him.
"I am… the grand ruler of your planet. I am Dagoth Ur! And you will watch in horror as the House Dagoth rises from its own ashes!" And with that the golden-masked figure whose name was Dagoth Ur faded into nothingness.
The scene also changed. The golden room became a white-blue pedestal floating in a room of white. A man with orange hair, wearing a black suit was looking at Harry. The man stood imperiously, his eyes fueled by some unknown but seemingly righteous anger.
"Welcome to my… home.", sneered the man. The man gestured to the nothingness. "This… is my prison for trying to help my people. I know of you. The time has come for me to take my kingdom by force. As your new master, I shall of course look for you after you leave this realm. After all, I'll need strong supporters. And it is near time for me to leave. Listen though, there are others after me who will try to persuade you to help them. You must be careful though, most are evil." Said the evil-eyed man.
"But… what exactly is going on?", demanded Harry.
The man looked at Harry coldly. "I am the King Ganondorf. A Portal Mage has brought us to your world. By us, I mean the most powerful beings from the nearest Alternate Dimensions."
"Okay, I get that part, kind of… but what's going on?", pressed Harry.
"I've already told you. I shall not repeat myself. Now, I must leave… I will find you! Remember the Power!", bellowed Ganondorf. He then began to swirl away, as if being sucked down a drain.
Harry watched as the room changed again. Harry saw a man with stringy black hair kneeling on the gray-tiled floor. The man wore worn wizard's robes…. In fact… he looked like….
"Sirius?", whispered Harry, tears welling in his eyes. Harry stumbled forward and stood in front of the bowing man.
"Harry… yes… it is me.", muttered Sirius as his blue eyes turned upwards to see tears streaming from Harry's eyes. "Harry, listen, things are about to get very messy. The Kai's are saying that the Portal Mage has escaped. He's wreaking havoc just for fun. Harry, you have to understand something." Sirius paused and Harry nodded, his eyes clouded with sadness. "Harry, he's going to tip the war, he's going to give Voldemort powers we've never seen before. But, Harry, he's also brought the good guys with him. In a few days time, over twenty different universes will merge into this one. There is no stopping it."
"What does that mean?", questioned Harry.
Sirius offered a bitter smile, "What it means Harry, is that in less than a week, more problems than have ever been known is going to strike earth. It also means that I'll be back as well. The Kai's are bringing several dead heroes as their polar opposites are being brought here as well."
"You're going to be alive as well?", asked Harry excitedly.
"Yep. Listen Harry, warn Dumbledore to evacuate Hogwarts. That is the most powerful magical core on earth. It's also going to disappear when we arrive."
"What? Why?", asked Harry, his head aching.
"Well.", began Sirius slowly, as if trying to choose the right words. "Magic must be balanced. Hogwarts will erupt, making earth increase its mass and basically balance everything back to normal."
"But that makes no sense.", protested Harry.
"I know that. The Kai's have a reason though.", replied the now-amused Sirius. "The Kai's have a reason for everything."
"What are Kai's?", asked Harry curiously, trying to understand all that had happened in this one day alone.
"Ah… they are the spirits who take care of the universes.", replied Sirius. "Oh! Shit! That reminds me! Azkaban! Azkaban will as well! It'll disappear as well! Oh…. Um…. And magic! Magic will no longer work until the new arrivals appear! Oh damnit! I'm leaving… Harry! Promise me that you'll tell Dumbledore!"
Harry watched as the room and Sirius dissolved.
"Sirius!", panicked Harry. It was too late though, Harry was now standing in a muddy brown room.
Harry looked around and saw strange one-armed creatures floating around an odd-looking angel. The angel wore black-leather and her black wings spread behind her, looking dangerously beautiful. The angel's black hair hung over her face. He looked up and Harry saw tears in her eyes.
"Harry! Please! Help me! Unlock these chains!", she begged. Harry then noticed the golden chains that surrounded her. Harry also saw a small gold key near her. Harry grabbed it and shoved it into the key-hole that held the golden chains.
Suddenly the angel broke free of her chains and back-handed Harry. "You fool.", she growled in a demonic voice. "I am the form of evil! And now…. Well, now I'll escape!", and then the angel flapped her humongous, glorious wings and burst through the roof of the muddy room.
Number Twelve Grimmauld Place- 4:21 P.M.
Harry suddenly woke up, he sat bolt upright and bumped his head, he had hit someone else's forehead. "Owww!", squealed a female voice. "Harry…. I was just making sure you were alright…."
Harry looked around blearily, then asked, "What's going on? Where's my glasses?"
"Here, Harry.", and as Harry put the glasses on, Hermione continued, "Well, that's what everyone's asking! People can't use magic Harry! And the weather is horrible! And Harry, it was awful! You should have seen it! Earthquakes, all over the earth! The muggles are getting very suspicious of all this."
"Whoa… what?", questioned Harry, his mind remembering his dream. Suddenly he paled. "I have to speak to Dumbledore!"
"What is it Harry? Was it Voldemort again?", asked the worried Hermione. Her brown eyes squinted in annoyance after a few moments. "Harry don't ignore me."
"Sorry, Hermione, but I have to speak with Dumbledore now!", and with that he jumped out of the bed he was laying in. He suddenly noticed that he was at Grimmauld Place. He shook his head, then rushed out of the room. He ran down to the kitchen, and he curiously saw no one.
When he rushed into the kitchen with Hermione at his heels. He spotted Dumbledore and shouted, "Professor Dumbledore! I had a vision that you need to hear about!" Dumbledore turned and looked at Harry appraisingly.
"Of course. Molly, Minerva, Severus, I'll be back as soon as I can.", muttered to the three.
"Of course.", replied Molly and Minerva, while Severus simply sneered in annoyance. Dumbledore nodded and walked towards Harry and Hermione. Ron and Ginny Weasley followed Dumbledore.
"Come to the library….", muttered Harry to the group. He then swept from the room, leaving the others to simply gape.
"My, could he have gotten any more arrogant?", sneered Severus darkly. Harry's friends turned to him.
"If you haven't remembered, Snape, Sirius has just died!", began Hermione.
"Yeah, so you should respect him! He's been through much more than you have ever been!", continued Ron.
"So you'd best remember where your loyalties lie, Snivellus!", sneered Ginny. The three teenagers promptly turned and followed Harry to the library.
"Oh dear.", muttered Dumbledore. "Severus, I did warn you." Then he too swept from the room….