(A/N): Be warned, this story involves copious amounts of black hatred and searing rage. It may burn the fragile barrier of ignorance into ashes. Power is in abundance. Turning back is a suggestion and will not be enforced. AU, OOC, OC.
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter or the various works of music seen here.
Harry watched in horror as his godfather, Sirius Black, was hit with a sickly green spell and fell back into the Veil. Harry couldn't believe what was happening. Sirius can't have been killed, can he? Vaguely, he heard a muted screaming, not realizing it was he who was. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bellatrix Lestrange wearing a triumphant grin on her face. His breath caught, and time seemed to stand still. Liquid fire seemed to sear through his veins, and a cold hatred settled upon him, like a blanket of snow.
"YOU BITCH!", he screamed at her, struggling against whatever was holding him back. He broke free, and tore after Bellatrix, who dashed off, laughing insanely.
"I killed Sirius Black! I killed Sirius Black!", she sang deliriously, half skipping, half running. Harry never wanted to hurt someone so bad in his life then he did right now.
"Crucio!", he fired the Torture Curse at her, not caring that it was an unforgivable curse. Bellatrix fell as the spell hit her, gasping as it tickled her. She laughed at Harry as he stood above her, pointing his wand at her face.
"You have to mean it. It won't work unless you truly mean it.", she said, staring at him with her violet eyes swimming with madness.
"What's the matter ickle Potter, too scared you'll be locked away?", she sang in a baby voice, laughing even more as Harry screamed at her to shut up.
"Shut up!", he threw her fallen wand to her, motioning for her to stand. He wouldn't fight a downed apponent. Bellatrix stared incredulously at her wand, before smiling fiendishly and standing, flicking a Bone Crusher Hex at him. Harry, deflected it, and threw a Stunner at her. She threw it right back.
"Depulso", she cast right after, throwing Harry across the atrium. Harry twisted in the air and landed on his side, his elbow smashing into his ribs. He heard Bellatrix cackle, only for it to be cut off as a dark gray spell hit him in his shoulder. He grunted in pain, whatever that curse was it seemed to be a slow acting pain spell. He felt the spells affects travel from his shoulder to his chest. He cursed. That bitch is going to pay. He cast a Stunner, then silently cast a Reducto; the stunner hiding his second spell.
Bellatrix saw past Harry's feeble attempt at a sneak attack and deflected both spells into the atrium walls. She cackled madly, "You'll never get me Potter!"
Bellatrix then fled, dashing into a fireplace and vanishing in a swirl of green flames. Harry cursed. He stood on shaky legs, the pain from the unknown spell seemed to triple as it reached his head. Harry felt it reach his scar, and he dropped on his knees, screaming his throat raw. Flecks of blood sprayed onto the atrium floor. Harry grabbed his head, still screaming hoarsely. It felt like his skull was being slowly ripped in half. He didn't notice Voldemort apparating into the atrium, where Dumbledore fought him, casting elemental spells and arcane magicks at him. Voldemort easily held him off, save a difficulty here and there, specially with the giant ball of water he was currently encased in. He burst the ball asunder, shattered every glass in the atrium with his arms spread wide and threw them at Dumbledore. Dumbledore hid behind a silvery blue shield, the glass turning to sand as it hit it.
Dumbledore stood, facing Voldemort who sneered at him.
"Hand the boy over Dumbledore, and I won't be forced to kill you."
"I don't think so Tom, I'm afraid I can't allow that", Dumbledore answered, his sky blue eyes glinted with steadfast resolve.
Voldemort hissed angrily and was about to throw more curses and unforgivable at him, before an deafening explosion from behind Dumbledore at the other end of the atrium threw both him and Dumbledore off their feet. The quickly got up, and looked towards where the explosion happened. What they saw sent chills down both their spines. The far end of the atrium was blown apart, shadowy purple fire blazing madly around a massive hulking shadow. The shadow reared up, spread its heavily muscled furry arms wide, and roared angrily at them, causing the entire atrium to shake. It moved forward, its heavy steps making muffled booms. It stepped further into the light, revealing a massive, black furred werewolf standing at a whopping fourteen feet. It's emerald eyes burned with an intense rage. Its deep growling made the atrium floor vibrate.
Dumbledore stood in shock as a dark grey lightning bolt shape took form over the massive beast's right eye.
"Harry?"
The beast roared in fury, and lunged at them. Voldemort apparated away, and Dumbledore mage blinked behind the creature. It slammed into the Ministry of Magic statue, causing it to shatter into thousands of pieces, dust and rubble flying through the air. Dumbledore cleared away the dust with a wave of his wand, watching as the beast stood upon the ruins of the statue and opened its maw. A long, echoing, bone shaking roar issued forth as it stood there. As it did, giant spiked obsidian chains burst from the ground, glowing a rich purple. The chains encircled the massive werewolf, rising above it where it grabbed the chains with its huge, clawed hands and slammed the chains down with huge effort. The resulting explosion knocked Dumbledore off his feet, flinging him away several feet. Dumbledore grit his teeth, got up, cleared the dust away again, and stared as a giant statue made of chains appeared where the old Ministry statue used to be.
The statue depicted an obsidian orb held in place by two demonic figures. Dumbledore paled. Whatever Harry turned into, wasn't good. Dumbledore had an ominous feeling that all of magic-kind was about to witness something bigger than the war with Grindelwald. And that the Ministry of Magic was about to become a citadel, where the atrium was the throne room.
