Author- MikeX713

Disclaimer, I don't own Destiny or anything from Harry Potter.

"talking"

"Thinking"

"Scary stuff"

"Spells"

Author's Notes

So this story is inspired by two stories that I highly recommend. One Inquisitor Carrow and In All Things Balance. Go look them up, they are awesome.

Second, i'm sorry to everyone looking forward to the next update of Viral Saints but this idea was the only thing I could think of and you don't want me finishing off SR1 in a shitty way because I was distracted. I will never put shit out there!


'Use the fucking Gjallarhorn already!" He yelled to his teammate as he ducked under the fire of squad of three Hobgoblins. This was not going well, while it was true their assault on the Black Garden could have been a little better planned out but it started off so successful.

"Do you have any idea how much it costs to get ammo for it?! I ain't using it unless it's the last resort." Rundrul boomed back at his fire team leader. A Titan Defender, the man embodied the class quite well. Standing above all at just at seven feet tall, the Awoken was a mass of muscle and armor. He also tended to keep the monetary accounts of the fire team in mind even during a fight which bugged the shit out of the other four to no end.

"We are fighting the literal source of Darkness in the solar system! I think we can afford to spend a little extra here!" Shade-44 joked as he flew through the air sniping the heads off Vex Goblins. The only Exo of the fire team, Shade had took the role of team joker very seriously. He always said that with a bit of humor us meat sacks would no better than a machine like him. The Nightstalker rolled forward as he landed switching over to his pistols form his sniper rifle.

"Fine! But we asking the Speaker to reimburse us for saving the Traveler." The Awoken grumbled as he transmitted the Rocket Launcher in to hi arms. "Firing in three… two… one!" Pulling the trigger Rundrul fired the massive payload on the crowds of Vex Goblins and Hobgoblins. The effect was almost instantaneous. The whole battlefield was cleared of the drones leaving two massive Vex constructs, the Imminent and Eschaton Minds, that guarded the Black Heart.

"About bloody time he use that." He grumbled as he ducked back behind the pillar that served as his cover. Holding out his hand he summoned his Ghost. "Elodie, how much longer do we have until Black Heart becomes full online?" Not only were they fighting off wave after wave of Vex but something they hadn't planned at all for was the fact the Black Heart had prepared a new defense against Guardians. After the third group of Guardians tried and failed to destroy the Black Heart, the Traveler damned thing had started flooding the whole Black Garden in psychical Darkness. It took a while to do but it now might that any Guardian wishing to destroy it would need to fight a clock.

"Darkness flood will commence in seven point thirteen minutes." His Ghost said in her normal slight French ascent.

"Great, we might be able to make it…" He looked back over the pillar to see Rundrul soaking up the incoming fire from the Vex Imminent Mind. "He really must be loving that force field right now." He watched as the other Titan move behind the Vex and slammed a few rounds form her shotgun into its back. The Vex turned around and started moving to retaliate but was sent slight back by her use of the Fist of Havoc. The Vex construct stumbled back form the force of baring the attack from so close range. Rundrul took the opportunity and began unloading all of his ammo into the head of the Vex.

"Hey boss." Shade said as he landed next to him, a smile plastered on his metal plate face. "Heads up… the big Vex followed me." The two looked up to see the Eschaton Mind looking down at them, its gun pointed at the two of them. With a burst of speed from his jump pack Shade shot up into the air activating his Shadow Shot. The purple and white arrow hit the Vex slowing it down to allow his leader time to escape to a safe distance. "Hey boss, mind finishing this one off, its kinda getting ready for the junk yard with all the holes I put in it."

"It would be my pleasure." He smiled under his helmet as the Arc energy danced along his fingers. He outstretched his hands, sending a torrent of lightning to the Vex construct, frying it leaving it a smoldering wreck. "Oh not bad but I could still work on it." He said as he eyed his gloves and the residual energy that sparked across his fingers. He was the leader of the this fire team, the Howling Griffons. A Stormcaller Warlock, he was one of the most promising Guardians in his generation. He turned back to the scene he was watching beforehand and was pleasantly surprised to see that the Imminent Mind had been also dispatched.

"So that just leaves the Primeval Mind." Zara said as she and Rundrul walked over to him and Shade. She was the other Titan in the group, one of the few Guardians to be resurrected in South America, her ascent giving that away the second she spoke. The Striker of the team, she tended to lean towards gunning in first but the team never mistook it as recklessness as out of all of them it was Zara that held the best tactical mind.

"I haven't seen it all through the fight." They all turned to the other Warlock of the group. Alisha Kendal. She had been the last to join the fire team but that was long enough ago for it to matter very little. Another Stormcaller, he had taken initially Alisha under his wing as a pseudo apprentice but she had long since surpassed that role. Their relationship often poked and prodded by Shade and even Zara much to their annoyance.

"If my time is right, we should have about four minutes left until…" He started but was interrupted by the ground under them beginning to rumble and shake. The floor split apart as what they assumed was the Primeval Mind burst through the ground. But its body clearly was different by Vex standards, it seemed to be hobbled together giant of different parts.

"Foolish puppets of the Light Bringer… you shall not stop my god's glorious plans… even if I must defile my form with the lessers… it is a worthy cause to end your lives myself." The enormous blob of Vex parts boomed as it stabilized itself on the floor of the Black Heart temple.

"Sir…" Elodie said as she appeared next to him. "… I detect that the Darkness within the Blackheart has stopped increasing and seems to be transferring into the new target."

"So we're not all going to die in a tide of Darkness, that's super." Shade said still slack jawed from the sight of the new enemy. "But we still have a fucking giant Frankenstein of a Vex coming down on us!"

His mind raced with battle plans as he scanned over this new adversary. It lumbered forward on two massive arms, in which he counted sevreal gun turrets powering up. Trailing behind the main body was a tail that seemed to reach up to the Black Heart, cables of black and white energy feeding into the main body. but where did the energy go, he didn't see any other cables in the arms or head meaning the energy stopped somewhere in the torso.

"That's it!" They all turned to him. "Aim for the body, Every Vex has a organic core. If we can expose that I can kill it and the Black Heart all in one shot." He said this, he was sure that his team had their doubts as to the validly to whatever his plan was but they all nodded and took off on their own attack plan on the body leaving him and Alisha .

"You're going to use… that, aren't you?" She asked as she walked next to him.

"Yeah." He slightly groaned. "You know what to do after I use it right?" She nodded but he could still tell that she was uneasy about his plan.

"They are going to ask questions."

"I know… but this is too impotent. With the Black Heart dead… the light will began returning to the Traveler. What's a bit of Light rejection compared to that?" He chuckled but was not looking forward to feeling he got when he used this power when the very Light within him rejected his soul. He also wasn't looking forward to Elodie cursing him out for doing this. She nodded and followed the other three into the battle. "Elodie… transmit my wand to my hand." His Ghost just looked at him for a second before nodding and doing as ordered. He looked down at the familiar object in his hand, it was something he normally kept in his ship. His mastery of Arc and Void Light had made it too eye catching. He had used it often when he first became a Guardian but quickly found the questions from the people in the City and even his fellow Guardians had made him use it less and less. He had talked to the Speaker many times over the topic of Magic and the Wizarding World but in the end all that came about it was sending more free Ghost to the Wizard heavy areas of the world.

"Boss! If that's not the thing's core than I don't know what is!" Shade yelled bring him from his thoughts. He looked up at the Vex construct, much of its main body had been heavily damaged to the point that its organic core would have fallen out if not for the reinforced cage that held it.

"Good… Traveler forgive what I'm about to do." He whispered as he pointed his wand to the core. Time seemed to slow around him as he felt the slimy charge of Darkness in it. "Avada Kedavra!" The sickly green energy shot out of his wand and through the air until it hit the Vex's core. The monster roared in pain as the two sources of Darkness fought each other. Soon the spell's power spread through the cables that connected the Primeval Mind to the Black Heart. The mass of shifting Darkness expanded in jagged spikes of green and black, then slowly began crumbling away in the wind. The Vex fell forward dead, its weight causing it to break through the floor, falling down to the depths of the Black Garden. The Guardians all had watched the whole thing with wide eyes and dropped jaws. Shade, Zara, and Rundrul all turned back to their leader. Who was currently being chewed out by his own Ghost. The amount of cursing and profanity being used by the normally polite and composed Ghost shocked them all. They all only approached once the Ghost had calmed enough down to be sent back into her Guardian's head.

"Is she gone…" Shade asked with mock scared five year old voice.

"Yes. Elodie is just responding to the Light rejecting my soul. Alisha , could you please…" he said as he started falling to the ground only to be caught by the other Warlock. "Thank you."

"Did you just say Light rejecting your soul?" Zara asked not liking the sound of that all.

"Yes… that… ability is called the Killing Curse. It… isn't Light friendly. Using it cause my body which is imbued with the Light to fight the source of the Darkness it uses which is my soul."

"From the sound of that its like your saying your soul is tainted with the Darkness… but it isn't… heh… right… boss?" Shade said nervously.

"It's not, everybody's soul is a mix of Light and Dark. Even someone like the Speaker isn't exempt from this. I know, I checked… with his permission of course. It's all a matter of which side you enable… the more you chose the Light, the weaker the Darkness is in you but it will always be there." This information seemed to appease his team for time being. "If you want more answers I will tell them to you, but for right now let's go home." He sighed happily.

"Yeah! Come on you guys! They're going to be cheer our names for years to come!" Shade said jumping up in the air in excitement.

"I will admit… this is a very momentous thing we did." Rundrul said proudly as he rested on his rifle.

"Hell yeah it is! We just beat the Darkness's number one bitch!" Zara cheered as she joined her team's celebration.

"You aren't going to join them?" He asked his fellow Warlock. "I know you aren't one for celebrations but this is something to make an exception for."

"I think I will leave my celebration for later… with you." Before he was able to respond to Alisha 's suggestive comment e felt a sharp spike in the ambient energy. It was the same feeling he got when the Vex portaled in. The whole Black Garden shook as the Vex Gate at the back of the Temple sparked to life quickly growing in size and pulling everything in.

"What the fuck?!" Shade yelled alongside his teammates as they yelled out similar comments. "I thought we killed it!"

"It seems to have activated some kind of fail safe." He remarked as he tried holding on to a nearby pillar with Alisha .

"Parish!" They all heard the voice of the Primeval Mind. "You God Killers shall be punished! You have blasphemed for the last time and I shall send you to where your heretic words and vile actions shall never be suffered again!" The voice cut out like there was more to the message giving him the impression that this was set up just before the Vex died. A reasonable theory given the Vex have hyper computerized minds that could create a revenge program and implement it within seconds. Before his spell made contact, but then that meant the Vex knew what the spell was going to do. But he didn't have time to think about that at the moment.

"I don't think we're going anywhere nice!" Zara yelled as she hung onto Rundrul who was holding onto the ground with all his strength.

He knew that they couldn't transmit out of here, the Black Garden was too soaked in Darkness for that. He could Apparate but that would mean leaving three behind and he wasn't willing to do that. He did prepare enough Portkeys in case of emergency but Vex portals screwed with Portkeys in the worst of ways. The only option he had at the moment was not a pleasant one.

"We need to jump in!" He yelled to his fire team.

"Are you fucking crazy!" He heard them all yell back at him.

"It's our only option. I sure that I can mess with the portal enough before we enter so we don't end up when ever it wants us to!"

"But then when are we going?" He heard Rundrul yell back.

"Considering what happens when I mix Vex technology and magic… I know it will be sometime relatively safe… in other words, when humanity wasn't in caves." He thought before looking back at the Titan. "It will work, trust me." Rundrul, Zara, Shade, and even Alisha all had a moment where they looked to each other. He hoped that the nods he received weren't just because it was the only option present. "Okay when I give the signal everyone jump in!" They all nodded again and returned their focus on the portal. He raised his wand back up and casted a the strongest Confundus charm on the portal he could. The portal turned form the normal orange to pure white and silver. His team took it as the signal and all let go of their grip and were quickly dragged up into the portal.


It all happened in an instant. Next second he and his team were flying through the air in to the white and silver portal and the next they all dropped to the black pavement of a road.

"Argh… my head…" Rundrul said as he went to take off his helmet.

"Stop!" He said pointing to the Titan. "You don't want to do that."

"Why?" The Awoken asked nervously, not likely the implications of such a request.

"Because humans tend to fear what they can't understand." He said as he stood up. "Shade, keep your hood up and stay away from any light for the time being." The Exo looked over to his leader with mild shock. His leader wasn't someone to advocate hiding who a person was unless there was a very good reason to.

He looked around at the familiar setting. It was night, no one was out on the streets but there might have been someone looking out their window as there were still a few lights on. The cottages all seemed so… refreshing to him. This was his time… and even more strange… was the location the portal placed them in. "Elodie…" He said bring his Ghost out in his hand. "… I need a date and time." The Ghost nodded and after a few seconds she looked back at her Guardian showing as much shock as her compact body could.

"It is the thirty first of October…" She didn't even finish before he Apparated away taking his Ghost away with him.

"Um… you all saw him disappear in a cloud of black smoke, right?" Surprisingly it was Rundrul that asked the question.

"It's called Apparition, it's not another Darkness power. Only the three Curses use purely Darkness." Alisha answered the rest of the Fireteam's worries.

"But what is it? I've never seen a Guardian do anything like that.' Zara said pointing to where he just to stand.

"That's because it's not a Guardian technique… it's…" She was preparing herself for the coming shit storm. "… Magic."


Peter Pettigrew stood outside the Potter residence. He was twisting his fingers as he did when he was nervous. Did he do the right thing, of course he did. He had seen the Dark Lord do terrible things… things that he never wanted to happen to him. He hated betraying James and Lily but… what the Dark Lord promised to do to him if he didn't help… he felt so guilty but not enough to stop.

"Stop sniveling over there… aren't you Gryffindors supposed to be brave." The Death Eater that stood guard outside the house with him snorted.

"I'm still not used to this… and I'd like to see you send your best friends to their deaths." Peter mumbled that last part, he honestly thought that any one of these Death Eaters would do so if they thought it would help themselves. They two turned as they heard the crack of someone Apparating near them. "Aren't there anti-Apparition jinx on the house grounds?" As Peter thought this they saw the form of someone Apparating sevreal feet form them, their body hitting the shield that was the Anti-Apparition jinx but to their surprise a torrent of lightning helped smash through the Jinx. Peter and the Death Eater drew their wands as they looked on the Wizard who showed up. He was wearing the most bizarre of armor and cloak though.

His cloak extended down his legs but unlike a normal wizarding robe it did not cover them. It was black with grey trim with three small pointed white flaps on the at the bottom, the straight lines of the grays continued up to the torso and finishing at the arms. Shoulder plates, and a metal chest guard all seemed to be angular in design but were covering only the barest and most vital parts. The leggings and graves kept with the darkened angular metal and smooth white leather of the rest of the outfit. And covering the man's face was a very simplistic helmet by the rest of the outfit's standards but still kept with the jagged lines and only a T shaped visor that blocked the man's face, but Peter couldn't really get a good look at the helmet as it was mostly covered by a black hood with a few white Ruins that he couldn't recognize. Also what puzzled the two Wizards was the strange Muggle looking weapon in his right hand.

"Peter Pettigrew…" The figure said, his voice fairly familiar to both of the Wizards. "… I haven't seen you in centuries… I'll be needing you." And with that the man performed the strongest wandless magic either of them had very seen. Peter soon found himself stuck to the side of the Potter house, his arms and legs caged with bands of lightning. What was worse was that the lightning seemed to be affecting his magic as he couldn't no matter how much he tried to, turn into his Animagus form. He then watched in horror as the man deflected the Death Eater's Killing Curse with but one finger. The sickly green spell shot down into the ground, killing the patch of grass that was there. The man held up his strange Muggle like weapon and in three shots to the death Eater's chest ended his life. He would never underestimate Muggle weaponry again if he lived through this. The man turned back to Peter and then to the House. "How since Voldemort entered there?" Whoever this was he must have been a Gryffindor be so brave to say his name in such a causal manner.

"He entered their some time ago… in fact I was about to go in to see if…" He couldn't finish that sentence.

"To see if he had killed the Potter boy… is that what you were going to say?" The man said as he went through the dead man's robe until he found his coin purse. He took out a single Galleon and did… something to the purse. One second it was there and in a flash of white boxes it was gone. The man took out his Wand and did something the Galleon before he walked over to Peter and began shoving the coin down his throat. "Shallow it! Do it!" He said rather angrily that was quite different to the pervious calm the man had before. Peter eventually did so. "Good Rat… now." The man said returning to his calm. "That was a Portkey I just made. You will remain here until the Aurors arrive and then you will confess to everything and then Say the word Traveler. You will be taken to the Shrieking Shack, those bonds on you will not be going away and you will wait there until I come for you."

"You won't get away with this… my master will…" Peter was stopped when the man tried putting his gloved fist down his throat much to Peter's protests.

"Your master is currently a pile of dust and robes." He said shocking Peter, both in the news of his master and in the fact of fact way he said it in. "Now… it is true that your master will be coming back, I don't know how to stop that at the moment. But I know that the Light is still within you and as such… I am willing to help you redeem yourself. So, wait until the Aurors come, confess, Traveler, and pop you're at the Shrieking Shack." He said giving Peter a friendly pat on the head before entering the house.


When he entered the house, he wasn't expecting it to be so… homey. He found himself quite jealous of the whole thing, his own childhood not at all what this could have been, warm, supportive, and most of all loving. He walked through the warm living room and to the stairs, stepping over the dead Death Eater, good job James. And then up to the second floor where he found two more bodies, one more Death Eater and James Potter. He stood over the now dead father. "You would have been everything a father should be… someone to protect, someone to guide, someone correct mistakes but support small mischief." He chuckled slightly. "I am sorry." He said before moving on to the Nursery. The first thing he saw made him scowl. A small pile of black rags. "Elodie… transmit these for later." The Ghost did as she was asked and in a flash all the remained of the pile was a bone white wand. "I'm going to leave this here for them to find, they can perform tests to know what happened." He said before moving on to the body of Lily Potter, he crouched down next her. "here is nothing I can say… you did all you could and even more. All that I can promise you is that I shall on my word as a Guardian… I shall make sure your son is safe. The Darkness will never claim your son." He then stood back up at the sound of the of the small child in the crib. "And lastly… you." He said as he took the small child into his arms. "Elodie… transmit my helmet. I don't want him to see a emotionless mask."

"As you wish." The Helmet covering his face flashed away to reveal slightly teared filled grey eyes. The braid of his white blond hair fell down following his hood.

"Hello there little Harry… I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco said as he begun his way out of the room. "You and I have a bit of a history… we didn't get along very well in the beginning… or any part of it really." He slightly chuckled as he carried the baby Harry Potter through the hall to the stairs. Only stopping at a family portrait. "Let's take this one Elodie. Give him something for him to remember them."

"Um… Draco… by the way your saying that and considering what you appear to be doing… we're kidnaping young master Potter aren't we?" Elodie was not surprised just disappointed.

"Yes of course we are." Draco said as he took the portrait off the wall. "Even if uncle Sirius isn't framed for the Potters' murder he will never get custody of Harry." Draco explained as he walked down the stairs. "My father and every other pure-blood buffoon will make it their mission to have that happen. I'm not taking any chances." Draco said as he sent a message to his team to meet him at the local church. "Elodie, put my Helmet back on, I don't want the Rat to see me yet."

"As you wish sir." Before Draco walked outside. Peter's eyes grew wide at the sight of Draco, not that he knew it was him, holding Potter.

"So Potter is safe, and your master is nowhere to be seen. Tell whoever comes what happened here. That Voldemort was defeated by a child, a child that survived the Killing Curse. And tell them that he is safe hands." He said before walking off.


Alisha was getting increasingly worried. Draco was not the most clear headed when it came to emotional situations. And this certainly qualified as one. To be taken back to this night. Truly fate had the worst sense of humor.

"Hey! Earth to Alisha ." She snapped out of it when her Ghost, Buster, flew in her face.

"Yes, what is it."

"She's out of it! You all can complain to her now." Her Ghost announced before returning to her head. She had explained the basics of magic just as Draco had explained it to her. Magic was a fusion of Darkness and Light that existed in a population of humanity before the Collapse. Draco had spent much of his time as a Guardian researching Magic and its relation to Light and Darkness. What he found was that those with Magic had larger wells of power that normal people had and so they could hold more Light and Darkness in equal measure. This is what Magic was, a balance of the two fused together. Some Spells used purely Darkness or Light like the Curses while the only pure light Draco had been able to find was the Patronus Charm.

When the team asked what happened to this magical population she told them that around two centuries after his time something happened that cause world wide populations to drop to the point it was no longer feasible to maintain a stable population.

When they asked why is Draco the only Guardian with Magic she said that much of the Magical population in Asia, Africa, South America, and the Middle East burned their dead due to fears about Necromancy. While in Europe and North America, Wizard did a very good job at hiding their dead. Not only that but Ghost rarely hunt for their Guardians in the places Wizards gathered, something he and the Speaker had spoken about many times.

"So why do you think the boss had us come here?" Shade asked from the steps of the church.

"Don't know…" Rundrul said not really paying much attention to what was going on. He was currently deep in thought over what they might need to need to do.

"Please tell me that he has a plan… because… I'm feeling a bit lost at the moment." Zara announced, she wasn't bothering putting up with a tough face for this. They were back in the nineteen eighties, that allowed for some panic.

"Do we know if the Vex can follow us here?" Rundrul asked as he turned back to Alisha .

"If they could then they would have already. The vex were drawn to the Traveler's Light, us five aren't going to catch their eye." She said, truth be told it was nice just to say that, she already knew that but it was better to hear it out loud.

"Good job my former apprentice." Draco said as he walked over to the team, still carrying young Harry in his arms.

"Boss… what in the Traveler's name is that your carrying?" Shade asked but this was the general mood.

"Oh this… this is a baby." They all looked back at the sound of Shade falling forward from shock at Draco's answer.

"That is not what I meant and you damn well know it!" Shade accused as he pushed himself off the ground.

"Hey…" Rundrul said sternly. "Watch your language, there is a child here." He said before turning back to Draco. "Now, why do you have said child?"

"This is Harry Potter, his parents were just murdered by a servant of the Darkness. A Wizard named Voldemort…" Draco ignored the snickering of Shade at the name. "This child was able to defeat him. But through means I was never truly made aware of he will return." Draco felt a bit conflicted on that because while he now felt his role in the Second Wizarding War was… adequate. If he had been a bit more trust worthy in the Dark Lord's eyes he would have known just how Voldemort stayed alive for so long. Draco knew it had something to do with Voldemort's soul but beyond that, not much. "We are going to see that this boy, who has been phosphatized to defeat him once again has the skills to do so."

"That's it?" Rundrul snorted. "That's what we as Guardians are going to do, raise a child?"

"That's not all." Draco said as he handed the boy to Alisha . "We are also going to prepare Earth for the Traveler and the Darkness that will follow." At the that his team looked at him a bit more seriously. "We will save the Wizarding population from what ever happened to them, they will no doubt be a great asset in the coming war. We will build up Earth's defenses and technology. We will be ready for the Darkness, the Collapse will never happen. The Golden Age will never end."

"Now that sounds like something Guardians would do." Rundrul chuckled.

"Fu… yeah… just yeah. But a big yeah!" Shade said as he walked over.

"I'm going wherever you guys are going." Zara said as she joined in.

"And I will follow you to the ends of time." Alisha said to Draco.

"Good… then let's get to work."

"Oh, Traveler that was cheesy!" Shade complained.


Dumbledore walked through the halls of Hogwarts towards his office, he had just come from sevreal meetings at the Ministry concerning the recent events. Everything he feared would happen happened. James and Lily are dead. There was no getting around that. The Dark Lord was defeated… for now. He was certain that Riddle would return. But the worst of all was that young Harry was missing.

When he arrived at the Potters' home he found Peter Pettigrew… trapped to the wall in bands of lightening. Some magic that Dumbledore had never seen before. Peter was clearly terrified, he then told Dumbledore that it was him that betrayed the Order and lead the Dark Lord to the Potters. Dumbledore was a bit ashamed that he did not see that coming, Peter had always been a bit… survival first, loyalty second. He then went on to say that Harry Potter was the one to defeat his master and that he survived the Killing Curse. Peter then told Dumbledore that the boy was in safe hands. He then looked a bit sick before saying the word Traveler and disappearing in a way that looked like a portkey. It was all so strange, Dumbledore had simply stood there for at least an hour before Sirius had arrived. The boy had also had also numerus Alarm Charms set on the Potters house and likely had been alerted even a little before he himself was but was likely tied up with getting some proper clothes on.

Sirius had been the one to break Dumbledore out of his shock of the situation. And once he did Dumbledore told Sirius everything Peter had. Finding out that Peter was the one to betray them was a bit of a shock, even more so than the second part about Harry defeating the Dark Lord. Sirius could believe the child of his best friends doing something like that more than Peter betraying them. But once Dumbledore was able to calm Sirius down a bit he was able to see the truth of it.

It was then that they both entered the house, Sirius was smiling at the two dead Death Eaters, much to Dumbledore's disapproval as killing should never be celebrated, but that smile ended at the sight of the dead body of James Potter. Sirius sat down next to his best friend, crying over his loss. It was only Dumbledore's help that he left James' side and followed him to the Nursery. Dumbledore silently took note of the lack of one of the Potter family portrait, if it was taken by the same person that took young Harry… did that mean that they planned on letting the boy know about this birth family? It was a comforting thought that Dumbledore hoped to be true.

The first thing Dumbledore noticed was Tom Riddle's Wand sitting on the floor. He felt a bit guilty that it wasn't Lily's dead body like it was for Sirius who just ran past by the Wand to go to his friend's side. Dumbledore retrieved the cursed thing and did a quick test on it he found that the last spell to be casted was in fact the Killing Curse, and its target was Harry Potter. But then there should be… a dead child in the crib… but thankfully there was none. It would be better if there was a living child but the lack of a dead child was better. When Sirius also noticed the lack of the child he questioned Dumbledore of Harry's whereabouts.

Dumbledore had no answers for the godparent of the missing boy, only that Peter had relayed the message from the culprits that he was in safe hands. Sirius scoffed at that and began ranting that the safest hands were his own, Dumbledore had sighed at that, he knew it was highly unlikely that those in the Ministry that supported the Dark Lord would never allow Sirius to have custody of young Harry. No they would try to get him in the not so good care of his Muggle relatives. Lily loved her sister but would be the first to say that she and her husband were an unthinkable choice if it came down to who should raise Harry in the event of her and James' death.

Dumbledore decided not to bring up said topic as it would not help and was a moot point until Harry was found. Then Dumbledore made biggest mistake of the night and left Sirius at the house while he went to the Ministry. Apparently not an hour after he left the Aurors showed up and arrested Sirius on the spot. Before Dumbledore could do anything and he tried very hard to do anything, Sirius was found guilty of aiding Voldemort in the killing of James and Lily Potter. Dumbledore was honestly surprised at two things, one was the absolute speed at which the Ministry to wanted to place blame on anyone other than themselves, and second was the amount of money that must have passed between hands that night. Sirius Black had been sent to Azkaban faster than anyone in the history of the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore was sure that he could get Sirius out in less than a year… maybe two if those in power really dragged their feet. He had Peter Pettigrew's confession in his memory, that should at the very least get Sirius a trial and then the truth can come out then. He was going to have to repay Sirius somehow for the boy's suffering in the magic forsaken place. But right now he needed to focus on damage control, or more accurately… the Death Eater's efforts at damage control. He was sure that Lucius and his comrades were already draining their bank accounts in the amount of bribes they would be making. He could already hear them yell It wasn't me, I was under the Imperius Curse!

Dumbledore sighed as he walked up the stairs to his office. Everything had gone so wrong and with so little light shining through. A silver lining… that was the Muggle phrase. Maybe the confession of Peter could be counted as one but it wasn't much because it also brought up what had confounded Dumbledore the most, just who took Harry Potter.

"Hello headmaster." The voice shocked Dumbledore as he entered his office. There sitting on the edge of his desk was the spitting image of Lucius… but a bit sharper and with a few scars. And in the strangest garments he had ever seen. The headmaster collected himself, readying his hand to grab his wand just in case.

"And a good evening to you, but it appears you have me at a disadvantage. You seem to know me while I do not know you." To Dumbledore's surprise… the man teared up. He covered his face with his hand as his eyes began to water.

"I'm sorry… it's been so long headmaster." He said collecting himself a bit. "I can honestly say that I have missed you. I am so sorry for all the trouble I caused you as a student…" A student? He knew each and every child that passed through Hogwarts and he had never seen this man before in his life. "… I… the last time I saw you… I am so sorry. But now I am able to change it all for the better." The man said as he wiped the last few tears off his face. "And so I don't have to see you die in front of me."

"I don't know who you are… but I think you might need some help." Dumbledore said as he approached the man carefully.

"Yes it does appear if I'm some loon. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Draco Malfoy." That made Dumbledore stop right in his tracks. Wasn't that the name of Lucius and Narcissa's son. "I understand if you don't believe me…" Draco said as he walked around Dumbledore and over to the small table of treats the headmaster kept out for guests. "Is professor McGonagall still hawking over your sweet tooth? You need to keep your blood sugar at healthy levels." Draco said as he poked around the tray looking for something he liked.

"You have yet to provide me with something to make me believe your story." It wasn't that Dumbledore wasn't open to the idea, Merlin knew stranger things have happened… well maybe nothing as strange as this but close.

"Time Travel." Draco said as he inspected a lemon custard. "I was sent back in time by a race know to humanity as the Vex, they are masters of Time Space portals. Me and my team had just finished off their leadership when we got caught by a last minute revenge plan by one of them. It opened a portal intending to send us to who knows how far back but far enough to where we would not survive. I used a Confundus charm on the Portal and ended up here." Dumbledore listened with open ears and tried to keep an open mind. Parts of what the man said sounded true but others… quite insane. "Elodie could you play the fight with the Black Heart." He said this and a small… object appeared next to him. It was like a small metal eye with four points on each side of its body.

"At once sir Malfoy." It said in a slight French ascent before a light extended out form its eye and projected a moving image of fight between five… Dumbledore wasn't sure if he could call them Wizards given they were using Muggle weaponry but they also seemed to be using some forms of Magic but none that he had ever seen before. And they looked to be fighting… Dumbledore couldn't really describe them either. But they looked… wrong. That was the word he would use to describe these brass like humanoid constructs. And at the center was a swirling mass of… Evil… that was it… from this image he could feel the wrongness that thing radiated. He watched the whole battle take place just as it did for Draco a few hours ago. Ending with the portal opening and Draco flying towards it only to land on a street in Godric's Hollow.

"If you would like we can view the whole thing again through a Pensieve?" Draco asked as he settled on a small chocolate pastry. He certainly missed this time's small luxuries, in the City sweats as well made as these were limited to very wealthiest and the top Guardians. Well those Guardians that spent their money on things like that. Draco currently made enough to live as good as it was possible in the city but he spent most of his funds on improving his gear, library, and laboratory.

"No, but you offering is welcomed." Dumbledore said as he tried to wrap his head around the information already provided, it had reached his mind that this man held information on so many things on the future but he was wise enough to know that sort of knowledge was very dangerous. "So can I assume that you are the one responsible for young Harry's disappearance?" Dumbledore said as he walked over to his desk.

"Yes, you don't know just what those people will put him through. I will raise Potter better, he will be ready for when Voldemort returns."

"And my worst fears are true then. He is still out there."

"Yes but I don't know how. I never was given that information. Not while I was a Death Eater myself… I wasn't important enough. Nor did Potter or my father tell me after the war. Both said that it was better that I didn't know." Dumbledore just looked back at him with slight shock before resting a bit. "Yes good wins in the end blah blah blah…" Draco waved off in slight announce as it did not matter to much when you took in the eventual Colipase. "I'm going to make sure that the war is still won and with a lot fewer casualties." It was already won, with his team's Guardian powers, the remaining Death Eaters had very little chance. "But this little uprising here in Britain is nothing compared to what is to come."

"I feel that such information should be unsaid at this time." Dumbledore sighed, in truth he did want to know just what it was that made this man think the war with Voldemort was so small. But it was best to not think about something so far in the future while Riddle was still around. "Maybe once this war is finished but not now."

"If that is what you wish. But I feel that I should tell you a bit of what I plan to do." Draco said before taking a small bite of the pastry he had decided on. "Oh Traveler, have I missed this time." Draco exclaimed, happy in the small comfort of a simple sweat treat.

"That is odd… his use of the word Traveler, it's like it hold some sort of special meaning for him." Dumbledore thought as he watched the man try to collect himself after his outburst.

"Anyways, I do plan on doing more than raising a child and saving magical Britain. I am going to prepare both the Muggle world and the Magical one for the coming Darkness. As you said, the information of it I will keep to myself until our current problems are over. But I feel that one thing in particular needs to be addressed. In about two century's time… the magical population of the world will fall by three thirds." That caught Dumbledore's complete and undivided attention. "I don't know how… all I know is that around that time there is a drop worldwide in magic users. Whether they died or lost their magic I also don't know. But in the end, the remaining population simply couldn't support the magical communities anymore and quickly assimilated into the Muggle would. It is my intention to prevent this from happening and if I can't then to mitigate the damage and save the Wizarding World from this disaster." Dumbledore looked at the man for a bit, thinking over the new information… something he had been doing a lot of as of late.

"If that is true then I can only help you in this endeavor. My only goal in life has always been the protection of the magical world."

"And the safety of your students." Draco smiled, he knew he would get his old headmaster on his side. All he needed to do was tell the truth, their own goals perfectly aligned with each other… how different things have become form how they were.

"Yes… and that to." Dumbledore chuckled. "And I am happy to see one of my… well future students have grown to be such a powerful and commendable Wizard."

"Guardian." Draco sharply corrected. "I failed as a Wizard, I will never fail as a Guardian." And with that Draco disappeared in a flash of white boxes once again surprising the Headmaster.

"Guardian... what appropriate name." Dumbledore smiled as he started walking back to his desk to pounder and work.


"He's back!" Shade yelled as he saw Draco fly in on his Sparrow before returning to poking Pettigrew's face.

"Could you please stop that?" Peter more than slightly begged.

"No." Shade said before poking him again. "Fleshy meat bags are so squishy." Shade said in his best robot voice. Peter had been terrified a the sight of Shade-44's uncovered face, being a Wizard only added to the fear as many of them had little understanding of technology.

"Shade, stop playing with the rat." Draco said as he entered the Shrieking Shack. It was the only place that Draco could think of to act as a base of operations until the fireteam acquired their own place.

"So how did your meeting with the Headmaster go?" Rundrul asked as Draco placed a bag of food for his team on the nearby table.

"It went well, he's on our side." Draco said as he watched his team minus Shade eye the amount of food that came out of the tiny bag. Even more so at the quietly of food. The three other organic Guardians dove into the meal with great gusto.

"I doubt he will be so happy when he learns that we plan on dissolving the magical governments and getting rid of the Statue of Secrecy." Shade said as he watched his organic teammate fight over the last biscuit.

"Yeah I left that part out… but that's not for a while. Plenty of time to sway him over to the idea." Draco said as he sat back in a nearby chair. "Are you all full?" Draco joked as Rundrul, Zara, and Alisha all sat back tired from eating and fighting between themselves.

"Shut up!" Zara yelled back at her leader. "I've never seen so much food… and fuck was it good."

"You can say that again… I doubt even the Queen eats that good." Alisha agreed.

"Here here. I think if we can eat like that… I could get used to this time." Rundrul said before laying back, completely happy with his full stomach. "But what's our next move?"

"I say we go check out Exo cavemen." Shade said as he raised his hand.

"Exo cavemen?" They all kinda said together.

"Yeah, this the time when computers are big and blocky and use tape and stuff. They're my equivalent cavemen!"

"Enough… let's get on track here." Draco said much to the Night hunter's disappointment. "We need funds, lots of them. I could try to access the Malfoy accounts… but then I might tip off my father. Computers are still to under developed for us to hack our way to riches." Draco mused… this was something that continued to escape him. They needed money, and a lot of it. It would simply be start up money, after that they could found some tech company in the Muggle world, using their advance knowledge they could practically begin the Information Age themselves.

"What about Glimmer… isn't it just programmable matter." Shade said much to everyone's surprise. "We can just program it to gold and then boom, we're rich." Draco thought over this plan as Rundrul yelled at Shade about the dangers of diluting the value of gold and wha it would do to an economy.

"I think that can work." Draco said bringing Rundrul and Shade's eyes to him. "We would only do it once just for initial funds. Then we would use said funds to help build a company. Perhaps fusion energy, I remember something about the Muggle world having problems during this time with energy. Elodie, do you have blueprints on the City's Fusion generators?" His ghost popped up and gave quick nod before displaying the required plans. "Right… I can already see where we would need to down grade a few parts." Alisha walked over to the plans.

"We should first start a computer company to launch this time's electronics, we would need to bring it up before even thinking of fusion. Elodie can you bring up some Golden Age computer schematics?" Draco gave a nod of agreement and the Ghost did as asked. "We would need to provide something a bit less as they means to produce this is just a little far off but certainly closer than fusion."

The other three guardians watched in slight fascination as the two Warlocks began talking among themselves over the current topic. It was just like them to begin talking about some theoretical topic or some plan for the team, over analyzing every detail and leaving none unchecked.


The next few weeks kept all members of the fireteam busy. Draco was able to get them a few rooms in the local inn at Hogsmeade. It would last them until a their plan to turn Glimmer into gold worked out, as their Ghosts had a little trouble turning the programable matter to stay gold.

It had given them more time to plan out beyond short term goals better. It had been decided that Draco would found a new Tech company focused on highly advance hardware and later he would expand into software. He would at first just supply top of the line parts but in about a year they would introduce their own computer, that was a the very least a decade ahead of anything else on the market. Draco would buy up enough of the competition to give him an edge and only those that he felt had people he wanted, but he would make sure that he would leave some alone. He didn't want to attract any bad press saying he was creating a monopoly, he would be as his own products would be far superior to his competitors but he wouldn't actively be being creating a monopoly.

Draco would also work with the government. The US to be exact. When deciding where to start their companies, Draco thought it would be best to start in America as it lead the world in technology during this time and as such they could still gage what might in the future happen if it remained that way. So, Draco would begin working heavily with the military at first, providing hardware and other cutting edge technology. And soon he would become a major player within the American government… he wouldn't do much. Just enough to were his name curried weight.

But at the moment Draco was sitting on the bed his room had for him in only his plain black and white standard Guardian robes that all the of the Guardians received for when they were off duty. The bed he was on was small and had furs instead of real blankets. Oh the tantrums he would throw if he was forced to sleep like this back when he was younger. But now he was a Guardian, and he had slept in far worse conditions. He was going over the few news feeds that used the still young internet when he looked up and the sight of Alisha transmitting through the wall that separated their rooms.

"Oh… I thought that boy would never fall asleep." Alisha yawned as she walked over to Draco's bed. "Could you please…" She was also in her Guardian robes but she had modified them a bit with a few additions of red and purple.

"Elodie go watch over Potter." Draco said not looking up from the holo-screen he had in front of his face.

"It would be my pleasure." His Ghost said in a cheery voice as she transmitted over to the next room. The second the Ghost had lest Alisha dropped on to the bed, in front of Draco who pretended to ignore the smile she had as she watched him work.

"I'm not talking about it Alisha."

"No… from now on you must refer to me as Ms. Malfoy." She laughed as Draco fell back into the pillow in a groan. Shade had suggested that Her and him should act as a married couple with Harry as their son for the public. He had been out voted with only Alisha voting with him, and he was sure she only did that because if she had voting with the others it would have been more ammo for them later on. His frown faded to a black expression a he felt her crawl next to him. "You and your pride… and your stubbornness. It's good for the researcher side of you but when it comes to more intimate matters."

"Hey… I just want to save us the headache of all the jokes." Draco joked himself as he moved his arm around Alisha.

"I'm sure that's part of it… but we can handle ourselves. We can even give it back ten times as hard. Can you imagine their faces with we acted all lovey dovey in front of them?" Draco remained silent. "No… you just wanted to protect me from the rest of the Warlocks. I was your student. And even though this started long after I stopped being one… they would have still shunned you. No matter how better you were than them, no matter how much you contributed to the war, even if the Traveler woke back up just to tell them it was alright that we were together they would still shun you." He still remained quiet. "Draco… are you listening?"

"Huh… oh sorry I was thinking about what I should call the company."

"Ugh! You are impossible!" She said taking the pillow out from under his head and began smothering him. She ignored his piles to stop until he stopped moving.

"Master Malfoy!" Elodie exclaimed as she transmitted back into the room worried at the sudden death of her Guardian. "Miss. Kendal! I know master Malfoy can be a bit uncouth at times but that is no reason to take such extreme and rude actions." The Ghost said as she transmitted the dead body away and transmitted Draco back to full health and alive in the middle of the room. "Now if you two are done acting like children, I shall return to little master Potter. And do try to keep the amorous activates to a minimum, these walls are quite thin and we have a sleeping child next door." Elodie said before returning to Harry. Draco looked back the woman in his bed.

"Did you really have to kill me?"

"It felt like the best way to get my feeling across." She said as he returned to the bed, they returning to their previous position. "So now what… Elodie dpes have a point. Harry is right next to us and then there's the team. The walls are thick enough to keep them from listening on conversion but… we do tend to get loud." She said with a slight blush forming on her face.

"Well… I can just put a silencing charm on the walls and door so I think we can…" Draco was interrupted by Alisha pressing her lips to his.