Greetings fellow readers and writers! You might find this story familiar in many ways, in fact it's my first story reposted, but with several changes for the better. Mostly I've fixed all the grammar mistakes made when originally posted, plus some changes in each chapter. In case you haven't read this story in it's first run here's a brief explanation: It's my vision of Book 7 which J.K. Rowling has finally given us Harry Potter fans a title. The story you're about to read is an epic crossover between Harry Potter, W.I.T.C.H and Winx Club, none of which I own. What I do own are my original characters which you'll meet later on. And now, on with the show!
Quest for the Horcruxes: Redux
By AndrewK9000
Chapter 1: In the Lair of the Serpent
Far out in the open waters of the North Atlantic stood an island that wouldn't be found on any map. On that island was an enormous fortress. In that fortress stood the most dangerous man in the world. His name is Voldemort. He stood, looking out the window at the night sky. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. "Come in, Wormtail." He says. In came Wormtail, formerly known as Peter Pettigrew, also known as Scabbars the rat.
"My lord, they have arrived." He says. "Very well, send them in.," replies Voldemort. In comes three Death Eaters, along with a forth man, tall with greasy black hair, and a scared looking teenage boy of about 17. The tall man steps forward. "Ah, Severus," says Voldemort, "The prodigal son has truly returned, congratulations on being the one to kill that fool Dumbledore." "Thank you my lord, " says Snape as he bowed.
Voldemort then faced the three Death Eaters and beckons to one of them. "Macnair, step forward." The former executioner for the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures stepped forward and bowed. "By your command, master," he says. "Now that Dumbledore is out of the way," said Voldemort, "We can proceed with the next plan. Is everything ready?" "I only await your order master. The Americans won't realize what we have done until it is too late." "Excellent," replieed Voldemort, "Proceed at your own discursion." "As you command, master." Macnair bowed again, and left the room.
Voldemort then beckoned to the second Death Eater. "Belletrix, step forward." Belletrix Lestrange did so, and bowed. "By your command, master," she said. "You may now proceed to bring the Potter boy to me," said Voldemort. "Use whatever resources you deem necessary, and anyone you need. Kill anyone who gets in your way, but I want Harry Potter brought before me alive and unharmed." "As you command, master." Belletrix bowed again, and left the room.
Voldemort now turned to the teenager, Draco Malfoy. "Now," he said, with an air of disgust. "What to do with you, young master Malfoy?" Draco stared at Voldemort with a mixture of fear and hate. "We had a deal," he yelled. "I would get your people inside Hogwarts, you would leave my family alone." "Yes you did uphold that part of the bargain," said Voldemort. Draco seemed to relax at these words. "On the other hand," said Voldemort, "you failed to kill the old man, and had to have your former teacher do it for you." Voldemort turned to the third Death Eater. "Take him away, the sight of him sickens me."
"Forgive me master," said Snape, "But there is one more thing." "Yes I know Severus." Interrupted Voldemort. He waved his wand at Snape. His hands glowed red, and then returned to normal. "There now Severus, you are free of the Unbreakable Vow you made with the boys' mother." "Thank you master." Replied Snape. Voldemort turned back to the third Death Eater. "Well, take him away." Draco was lead out of the room. Snape followed shortly.
Voldemort returned to the window, and stared at the night sky. "Soon Harry Potter," he said. "Soon we shall duel again, and this time I shall win."
Meanwhile in London…
The British Prime Minister sat at his desk taking in all that Scrimgeour and Fudge had just told him. Apparently the headmaster of Hogwarts was murdered by one of the school's teachers. The situation was unacceptable to the Prime Minister, yet what could he do? What can mere mortal men do against people who can kill with magic? Then he realized that there was something he can do, something that every leader in the English-speaking world has the power to do. I should have done this a year ago when Fudge told me that Voldemort had returned, thought the Prime Minister as she pressed a red button underneath his desk. A hidden wall panned opened up, revealing a red phone. The Prime Minister picked up the phone and pressed the lone blue button. He only hoped that they was available for this sort of mission.
The end of chapter one. We're off to a bran new start here people. Next chapter, Harry visits the Dursleys for the last time. Reviews will be rewarded with cake and pie. See you next time!