Hey guys and girls what's going on. This is the redo of Harry Potter and the Book. As you can see it has a new title and everything. Same plot line just better and longer I hope. I'm going to have it all mapped out and then we will be off again.
Enjoy.

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Chapter 1: The Death of Sirius Black

My heart is pumping and my magic has a mind of its own. I've never been more in tune with my body or magic. Spells I've never practiced are coming out of my mouth. Flames and shadows are flocking my body and I'm moving like the wind.

Then, everything stops like in slow motion. I see a flash of red and I turn my head to see Sirius and Bellatrix, they are both smiling, almost happy with each other. Only then do I catch on and so does everyone else.

Slowly Bellatrix's spell gets through Sirius's defenses. He stumbles back, after just throwing a mocking statement at Bellatrix. She is laughing while I know horror is plain on my face.

"Sirius Nooooo." I can hear myself screaming.

Again my magic reacts, sending out from my body shadows, they swarming outwards towards Sirius. Only I know they won't make it, they are to thin, not controlled.

Sirius keeps falling back, then he turns his head straight at me. Having first surprise then strangely a happy expression on his face I can only think that he did that to show me that everything will be alright.

Bellatrix looks at me too. Her usually deranged face is now full of sorrow only I'm not feeling sympathetic until I see it. A tear is coming out of her eye then she mouths sorry. After that she collapses.

After seeing the sorry I then turn back to Sirius. He barely has enough time to throw off his robe before disappearing into the Veil.

All is silent and sped back up. Everyone sees the shadows coming from my aura. Then a Deatheater reacts.

"How the mighty fall, right Bella," the no-name says mockingly.

Bellatrix was sitting still covering her eyes then she looks back up. Her deranged mask is in full effect she slowly turns towards the Deatheater and stands.

"Avada Kedavra," she says simply.

The Deatheater's eyes open wide at the words then they become empty before collapsing. Everyone is looking around, some at me and others at Bellatrix and the no-name, soon I start walking over to the Veil no one moves but, all grab their wands. Wondering what I will do next.

Then while I'm next to the Veil I pick up the cloak of Sirius. Then I hear it the cackling of a mad man.

Still in my shocked stupor I walk towards Bellatrix.

"Are you happy little Bella," I say mockingly.

Shaking her head no she turns to walk away. Not before I hear someone I never wanted to see or hear from anytime soon.

"Not so fast my sweet Bellatrix, we still have thing to discuss," Voldemort himself says.

All turn towards him some in shock others in total adoration. Bella's face is torn then slowly becomes the normal deranged adoration face that she usually had for Voldemort.

You shouldn't have come here Voldemort because the aurors are coming soon,"

Says a voice that everyone looks relieved to hear. Only do I have a different look. Why does everyone follow him. I'm silently debating with myself. If it is possible for him to come this soon and know aurors are coming then he knew we were here. And how Sirius died. Anger at myself for not being able to stop this myself soon becomes placed on Dumbledore in my emotional wreckage I'm feeling.

On another note I need to fix my mindscape and give myself closure for this I think.

Tuning everything back in I start to listen to the ever melodramatic super villain that could kick my ass.

"Dumbledore what a pleasure to see you. May this end once in for all," Voldemort says. Starting to point the wand at me I can only think, oh shit,"Avada Kedavra."

Again my magic allows for slow motion. Dumbledore has a thoughtful expression his wand about to move only to be moved half as slowly. That bastard is about to get me killed I think. Only then does real horror of what is about to happen sets in, I start looking all around others about to take action then think better of it. One by one the "loyal" friends I thought I had put their wands to their hips. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Dumbledore. While I see Alastor, Tonks, Luna, Neville, and Remus all trying to do something to save me.

Anger is now fury, seeing others I had previously put all my trust into, not react hurt me. Thinking on past betrayals I start letting my anger take control all those that wronged me will now pay. Daphne, Mr, Greengrass, Dumbledore, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, the Dursley's, and most of all Voldemort.

"hic proditor deus meus contestari (God here my voice and take action against the betrayer),"I scream.

My spell is going twice as fast as the A.K. royal blue meets sickly green and blows up. Soon there is smoke everywhere and I hear immediate pops not before I see the bloated form of a gaping Cornelius Fudge. Several aurors are there behind him that quickly take everything under control only then do I realize that I have Sirius's cloak in my hand. Holding it tightly to my chest I whisper signaculum (seal) putting it into a small line I had put extremely small runic patterns into. With the last of that magic I start falling, magical exhaustion is a bitch I think before everything goes black.

Opening my eyes I see I'm in Dumbledore's old office. Not forgetting about what happened at the DoM I pretend to be civil as an act.

"Why are we here Headmaster," I say groggily while hoping he couldn't tell I faked the tiredness.

"Harry my boy, they gave my job back to me. It seems the Minister saw Voldemort, and realizes he is back," he says excitedly with his twinkling eyes.

"Headmaster what happened with me tonight. I felt like I had total control over my magic I was exhilarated. I could do anything. And especially what happened at the end," I say like I still had faith in Dumbledore. Once again he fell right in for my 'confusion' I can't understand how someone so senile is in such a position of power such as him. Then I remember the manipulation he has done. He may be senile but he was manipulative, knowing exactly what to do to achieve what he wanted.

"That is what we are here to talk about my boy, the prophecy you recovered will show us the way to defeat Voldemort, and I will tell you how he was able to stay alive after being hit by the Avada Kedavra," he said cheerfully.

Well at least I'm getting answers I think. What I was most interested in was how he was able to stay alive after being hit by an A.K.

"Harry on October 31st the day of the death of your parents Voldemort was hit by his own A.K. His spell was repelled by the power of... Love," he said with all seriousness.

Holy shit what has Dumbledore been smoking, the power of fucking love was how my parents sacrificed themselves. Holy shit I can't get over it Sirius died because of the power of fucking love.

"Dumbledore does that mean I used my love for everyone at the DoM to use a spell to go against an A.K," alright Dumbledore try to get yourself going with this one.

"Harry everything you've done has been with love. The mark on your head was caused by the power of love combining with dark magic to create an anchor for Voldemort. Your magic was fed to Voldemort to make him become a wraith. Which allowed him to have magic and get a new body. To get rid of this anchor you must use the power of love to get it off. Try Harry try it," he said with conviction.

Man, he was hitting the bong hard today. Doing as he said I forced the magic I used at the DoM that was the 'love' magic he was talking about then I heard it.

"Hhhhsssssssss," the sound came from my forehead. Then I felt the magic keep flooding in then came flooding out from it. My body getting boosted magically.

"That is what I thought my boy now, each Deatheater had a dark mark. This allows for Voldemort to constantly get magic from his followers, the only way to get rid of Voldemort is in this prophecy. Here it is Harry," he then takes the memory and puts it into the pensieve.

"Here you are my boy see the truth of how to defeat Voldemort."

I put my head in to the pensive and everything started. Sybill Trelawney the craziest bitch I know comes into the screen. Don't let happen what I think is about to happen actually happen please. I see that it is an interview for her position then when I think she is about to walk out the shittiest thing happens, she starts spazzing out and looks like she may actually die, then words start coming out in a gravely voice.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..."

That left Neville and I. I was just the unlucky bastard to be marked. Hold on the power he knows not. Bullshit Dumbledore can't mean love. Can he. And only one of us will live.

Lifting my head up I see Dumbledore with a gleeful expression. My emotions start to change rapidly again. Everything coming out about the night all in one. How could he let this happen. And how could he believe it. Fury of those I trusted and who betrayed me. The guilt I feel lingering and how I could have stopped Sirius's death. My magic stats running again seeing his smug look is setting me off.

"Harry my boy you see, your love will vanquish all through fire and shadow. You see my boy all is right."

"Dumbledore mind telling about what happened tonight," I say in perfect clarity and perfectly calm completely different to how I actually feel.

"What do you mean my boy," he says. Although I spot a slight whisper of worry when he said it.

"You know what I mean. How simultaneously you and the rest of the most trusted people of my life didn't try one bit to save me from the A.K," I say with my voice starting to raise.

"Harry you need to understand what happened. We knew the power of love would persevere,"

"Bullshit Dumbledore you started to raise your wand then had a slight hesitation then started moving your hand even slower. The rest didn't even try," anger is now tinting my voice I feel myself losing control a couple wrong words and nothing good would happen.

"Harry," he says now without cheer,"Listen here. Your lucky you have people like us. You are nothing without us. No one wanted to be your friend growing up. Your lucky I got to Ron and Hermione early to be your friends,"

I then hear his slip up. 'I got them to be your friend'. Those were the wrong words indeed. Then he realizes what he said too. He starts sputtering trying to back track to late does he realize my magic is responding. The room feels energized and then I explode. Raw magic goes outward Fire is unleashed against the office then flooded by water that soon becomes steam all is ruined and nothing safe.

"Harry my boy we love you and love will persevere. Go to the Dursley's and think everything over."

"Gladly professor," what Dumbleodre didn't know was that in the minute steam I sent out a pulse to find things Dumbledore touched the most an sent them into my seal. I didn't have everything planned yet, but I was good with advanced glamours and should be out soon from the Dursley's part of paradise in a couple of days. Getting my plan together Dumbledore starts talking again.

"Take my hand and we shall go to the Dursley's."

AN:

Better right. Alright again no horcruxes and all polls stay the same. More detail and length to come. Until next time.