Hi everyone! I got really imspired reading another HP/ANE xover fanfiction called demons magic (Josiphii you legend! ;D) and this is what came to mind. I'm gunna get all the nitty gritty out of the way so I can keep A/N's to a minimal in future chapters so be sure to read everything at the top and bottom in this chappy plus the preview for the next chappy =D
First off, I know a lot of people won't like this but I baised this off the HP movies instead of the books, its been far to long since I've read them to remember every detail and since their is less 'research' as such for me to do I can update quicker. This takes place a few months after the end of the anime (would have been the manga but its in the middle of an arc atm for readers an whats gunna happen during/after the arc is a little uncertain) and Rin can control his flames alot more but apart from that detail, the ANE story/time/place etc, won't have much relevance.
this first chapter is kinda sloppy an I missed out quite a few details BUT the chapter would have been FAR to long and probably bouring if I put in every detail from this particular scene in HP but after this it will be more from Rin's pov which will make things easier to write ^^ If anyone gets too OOC please let me know!
I do not own Blue Exorcist or Harry potter. All characters, names, fictional locations and brands belong to their respective copywright holders, I'm just borrowing them for a little non profit fanfiction fun. Any OC's are my own and any likeness to any real person is purely coincidential. I will not own anything at any point ever so I do not need to repeat this disclaimer.
Harrys was within spitting distance of Malthoy's face, being held with his hands behind his back by Lestrange who had her wand against his cheek while he studied his face nervously. His face was still stinging from that swelling hex Hermione had hit him with just before being captured by the snatchers, once again thankful for her brilliance as Draco looked away.
"I can't be sure." He uttered, face pailer than normal. Bellatrix released him and their was some sort of exchange between her and one of the snatchers before she walked towards the marred-faced snatcher holding Ron and Hermione, he really wished he knew what had been said but his mind was reeling, nothing registered. She stopped half way and gasped, something in another snatchers hands glittered in the candlelight, the sword of Griffindor.
"Whats that?" She asked with deadly fake innocence. The snatcher shrugged. "Where did you get that?" She pressed.
"It was in 'er bag when we se'rched 'er. It's mine now." He smiled, showing yellow teeth, the ones that where still their that is, and the reaction was instant. Belatrix brandished her wand and a ball of blue light hit the snatcher in the chest and he was thrown backwards into a wall with force Harry had never seen before. The sword slipping from his grasp and Bellatrix caught it and span around, shooting another blue light at an approaching snatcher and then span her wand in a circle towards the 'leader'. A cord conjured out of nowhere and wrapped itself around his neck, squeezing and glowing blue like the other spells. Turning to her last apponent, another whip like cord sprouted from the tip of her wand and she swung it at the remaining snatcher and it snaked its way around his neck and tightning. With a sharp tug from the witch, he toppled to the ground, wand discarded as he tried to pry the whip away gasping for air. She flicked her wand again and it disappeared, the skin on the snatchers neck appearing burned and blackened where the whip had been.
"OUT! ALL OF YOU OUT!" She pointed her wand at the defeated wizards individually, her voice so shrill it send a shivver down Harrys spine. "Call yourselves wizards?" She spat on the ground in fury, "I don't need to enhance my wand to defeat you snivveling rats but thanks for the chance to play with it!" She paced to Ron and grabbed a fistful of the front of his jacket and threw him at Pettigrews feet. "Put the boys in the cellar, me an her are gunna have a nice little chat. girl to girl." Her voice was filled with malice and Harry couldn't do anything as he was dragged down a set of stairs by the deceptively strong animegus, Bellatrix's murderous gaze fixated on Hermione who whimpered under3r her stare. He felt himself being thrown against a cold stone cobble floor a few seconds later next to Ron and heard an iron gate creeking closed followed by Wormtails ascending footsteps. He wrestled himself to his feet, wrinkling his nose against the musky, dank air of the cellar and looked around. He grabbed and rattled the gate hooelessly, hearing Ron cursing as he also gripped the bars. They wheeled around in shock as a familiar, timid voice bounced off the cold stone walls.
"Harry?" Harry waited for the owner of the voice came into view from the other end of the room and gasped as the blond came into view.
"Luna?" She smiled her usual dazed smile, one arm hooked under another as non other than mr Olivander came into view at her side, both looked a little thinner than when he had last seen ether of them but they appeared to be unharmed. Their was a familiar click as Ron used his illuminator and a globe of light hovered from it to the centre of the room. The momentary relief he felt dried up as an ear splitting scream cut through the silance from above.
"We have to do something!" Ron called in a panic. Harry looked at Luna and Olivander hoping they would magically have the answer but the old wandmakers expression was grim.
"We've tried everything! The whole room is enchanted an the're using enhanced wands on top of that, there's no chance of escaping!" 'Enhanced wands' That hadn't been the first time the deatheaters had mentioned something about their wands. Harry brushed it off for the moment an breakes away from the group and reaches for the shard of his godfathers mirror and caught his own eye.
"That's a curious thing to keep in a sock Harry," Luna's dreamy voice almost made him jump. Ignoring her he felt a spark of hope when, for a fraction of a second, a twinkly blue eye gazed back at him.
"Help us!" He whispered hopelessly. Begging, praying that he hadn't been imagining things all these months, their lives depended on it right now. Hermione's agonizing scream filled the room again and they all turned towards the gate, Ron quickly opening the illuminator and the light disappeared from sight just in time as Wormtail came into view.
"Let her go," Ron growled at the wizard as he swung the door open with a screech of old metal, brandishing his wand at them all.
"Get back. Goblin, come with me," Harry hadn't even noticed the goblin as he scurried, limping slightly, towards the traitor and ws kicked up the stairs. Wormtail closing the gate behind him. Ron used the illuminator again and they all exchanged questioning glances. Somewhere in Harrys pepherials, he caught a glimps of something small appear acompanied by the all to familiar sound of a car backfiring. It took a few moments for his mind to process the site before him as the small figure swayed on huge feat unsteadily. When it turned around, an all to familiar pillowcase-clad house elf's globe-like eyes came into focus.
"DOBBY?" He almost screamed."Is that you?" Quieter this time.
"Dobby will always come for Harry Potter, Dobby will always rescue Harry Potter." The house elf gave a warm smile and put his hands together and a sudden realisation hit Harry.
"Can you apparate in and out of this room? Could you take us with you?" He asked, hope mounting in his chest. The elf gave frowned.
"Of course sir, I'm an elf." He said like it was the most obvious answer. He shared a glance with Ron who shrugged.
"Works for me." A plan clicked into place almost instantly and he turned back to the excited looking elf.
"Alright, can you take Luna and Mr Olivanders an-"
"Take them to shell cottage, It's by the sea." Ron cut in. "Truat me," he added at Harrys questioning glance. Dobby nodded and trotted over to the two but Luna backed away, pointing at something unseen.
"What about him? He's been here for longer than I have." Harry looked in the direction she was pointing and for the first time noticed a small huddled form curled in on itself in the far corner.
"We have to bring him with us." Olivanders insister. Harry an Ron closed in on the figure who was sitting in the corner. "He's been unconcious for a while, I think it has something to do with that circle on the ground." Harry spotted the white chalk lines that made up some sort of enchantment he had never seen before on the ground around the dirty figure of a boy a few years younger than them, he had is back to one wall and the rest leaning against the adjoining wayy, his head dipped low and wild blue hair covered his face. He reached out towards the boy and over the circle but nothing happened. Grabbing his shoulder he gave him a few shakes. His eyes slitted open and he was met with electrifying blue eyes. Surprisingly, Dobby grabbed his wrist and pulled it away.
"Be careful Harry Potter! He has a certain evil about him," Dobbys warning look was intense and he concidered backing away when Olivanders shaken but stern tone came from over his shoulder.
"He is no more evil than you or I, he is also a victim of the deatheaters.." He nodded and looked back at the boy who had risen his head a couple of centimeters.
"Can you move?" He asked. The boy's head swayed as if he was having trouble keeping it up and he nodded towards the drawn enchantment.
"The circle...stops me fr...from moving," his voice was little more than a croak and Harry barely heard it.
"What do I need to do?"
"Just...smudge it...or something..." Harry stepped on the circle and dragged his food accross the chalk and broke some of the patterns, a small cloud of white rose from the floor giving the impression of whatever power it held leaving. The boy instantly lifted his head as if some of his strength had returned to him and he Ron helped him to his feet. Uncovered by the shadows of the corner, his full appeqrance came into view and Harry felt sick, the loose remains of what looked like a school uniform hung loosely from his small frame, neumerous slashes turning the fabric to robbons in places and what was probably a white shirt was caked in blood, dark brown and crusted in some areas, gliisting red in others. Harry turned away from the grotesque image and met Dobby's green globes.
"Take these to the seashell cottage and-"
"No," The younger's tired eyes where full of a dark eetermination an Harry could have sworn he saw something flicker in his eyes."I need to...find my sword..."
"You can't come with us-"
"I'll manage," he insisted, putting an end to their arguement. He pushed away fron Ron's support and took a few seonds to steady himself.
"I'm gunna get those basdards if it's the last thing I do."
"Ok Ok you can come, Dobby?" He broke away from the boys stare, defeated by his absolute resolve and found the house elf again who's ears perked up.
"Can you take Luna and Olivanders?" He asked for what felt like the millionth time. The elf turned to the others expectantly.
"Whenever you're ready sir," Luna said, offering her hand.
"I like her very much," the house elf said enthusiastically and trotted over between the two. He cast a scheemish look over his shoulder before dissaparating.
"Meet me at the top of the stairs in ten seconds." Harry turned around at the sound of wormtails footsteps and the group ran to the wall at either sides of the door. It swung open and Harry caught a glimps of his worried expression at their absence before the bluenette ducked around from behind Ron and swung a punch at the animagus, knocking him clean out. At the same time the younger boys fist connected, a flash of white light shot down the stairway and singed the top of Wormtails hairs and hit Rin square in the chest.
"I...tai..." he hissed through clenched teeth, fisting his shirt over where the spell had hit.
"Sorry s-sir.." The elf looked down from the top of the stairway, his weary eyes glued to the younger.
"Sorry, needed to get that out of my system, its Ok..."
"Dobby," Ron offered an the bluenette smiled. They crept up the stairs that lead out into a larger room and silently took the stairs to the room they had been in before and crouuched out of sight, hearing Bellatrix speak in a deadly voice. They edged a little further up until they could see the room over the top stair. He sees Bellatrix standing in front of the goblin with a silver dagger and the others standing to one side, observing silently as she sliced the goblins cheek when he said he didn't know who had been in her volt. Hermione was lieing on the ground a few feet away and Harry balded his fists in fury. Belatrix moved away from him and paced towards where Hermione lay when Ron stood up in plain view.
"Don't you touch her!" He growls, taking advantage of her momentary surprise and disarms her with a flash of blue. Harry lunges for her fallen wand and flinched when his fingers touched the sleek wood, his palm tingled where it grasped the wand and he felt something creep up his arm, almost like an evil aura. He turns to Draco and his mother who ran towards them, dodging Lucius as Rin sent him flying with another flash of blue. Reassured at having a wand back in his hand, he and Ron duel ferociously with Draco and his mother, blue balls of light of various sizes flying in all directions. He still had no idea what the blue spells are about but can't afford to loose his focus even for a moment or he could find himself in voldermorts hands. With that in mind he contemplated using tan unvorgivable curse just to get them out of here quicker but didn't get a chance to utter the words.
"DROP YOUR WANDS!" Bellatrix commanding voice made everyone freeze and turn to look at her, Harrys blood ran cold and he dropped the stolen wand at her request, the dark aura lifting along with his urge to kill Draco an his mother. Bellatrix was holding Hrmione, the point of the dagger piercing just under her chin and drawing a tiny bead of blood.
"Well well well, Look what we have here? come to die for the Dark Lord?" Harry gritted his teeth in response, sending her the most hateful look he could muster. Something moved behind her.
"Bella!" Dracos mum seemed to have noticed it to but it was to late. A bloodied hand swung around from behind her and grabbed her wrist, pulling the dagger away from Hermione and she stumbles forward and into Rons arms. The bluenette moved Lastranges wrist so the dagger was pointing at her own throat and gripped her other hand to stop her from pulling away.
"Where. Is. My. Sword?" He spoke each word with undiluted rage so intense even Harry shuddered, torn between wanting to watch the exchange and the need to keep an eye on the Malthoys. When he wheeled on them even he was shocked to see them cowering backwards into a wall, eyes transfixed on the two. Harry turned back to the two and could have sworn he saw Bellatrix look scared if only for a moment before smirking.
"You'll never get it back half breed! It belongs to the Dark Lord now." She mocked, eyes widening when a deep growl came from her captor. A metallic squeeking noise distracted them and Harry tore his eyes away from the two to find Dobby clinging to the wire holding the grand crystal chandelier to the ceiling and a mischevious look on his face. He didn't have to wonder what he was doing for long as their was a metallic click and the chandelier came crashing towards them. He turned to dive out of the way but a mass of blue clouded his vision and blasted him backwards out of the danger zone, tiny shards of crystal raining down on him when he skidded on his back to a halt. In the confusion, he sees Draco picking his wand up and dives on him, wrestling the wand from his grasp and scrambles to his feet. Through the dust he sees Hermione an Ron getting to their feet seemingly unharmed and the bluenette hunched over coughing. Lucius must have gathered himself and he pointed his wand at the younger.
"Watch out-" he tried to warn the younger but he looked up in time to dodge a spell and raise his arm. Blue flames engulfed his entire body and shot towards Lucius, blashing him twenty feet into the air. Suddenly Ron was besides him with Hermione clutching his chest.
"We need to go!" The red head gasped, Mouth covered against the dust clouds that where slowly disbanding.
"Stupid demons! Stupid elf! You could have killed me!" Bellatrix's screech drew their attention as she held the dagger towards the bluenette. In a swift motion, Dobby apparated next to him, gripped his trouser leg and apparated across the room, popping back into existance next to them.
"Dobby never meant to kill, Dobby only wanted to Maim or...Seriously injure," Harry could have laughed at the elfs pause to think of what to say when he turned to them and told them to grab onto him. The youngest didn't grab the elfs extended hand but turned to glare at derranged woman.
"If I wanted to kill you I would have already! WHERE'S KURIKARA?" He yelled but Bellatrix only cackled.
"You can't get it back now baldy!" The bluenette hissed and stepped forward, swinging his claws through the air and sending blades of blue fire through the air which Bellatrix danced around, cackling maniacally. Harry grabbed his shoulder and pulled him to his side where he fell to his knees from fear of loosing his balance.
"Listen, we need to get to safety! Grab a hold of Dobby an you can search for your sword when we get out of here!" Steely blue eyes met his in defiance before he nodded. Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw Draco's mother swish her wand in a circle above her but the wand flew from her hand and was caught by Dobby.
"HOW DAAAARE YOU TAKE A WITCHES WAND! HOW DARE YOU DEFY YOUR MASTERS!" Bellatrix's shout was filled with house elf raised a tiny little fist in the witches direction and spoke with his chin in the air.
"Dobby has no master! Dobby is a free elf!" The group crowded around the elf, the goblin appearing at their sides clutching the sword of gridfindor much to Harrys relief and they all grabbed whatever part of him they could reach. The bluenette still on his knees looked up questioningly.
"Hold onto me sir," the house elf said reassuringly. The boy reached out and grabbed the elfs wrist and spared a glare at Balletrix. Harry felt a familiar jerk behind his navel as Dobby apparated and everything seemed to slow down. Just before they disappeared he saw something silver flying towards them with deadly speed, Bellatrix grinning wickedly and ssomeone shifting next to him before everything dissolved in a whirl of colour and they left Malthoy Manor for good.
Sorrrrrrrrryyyyy! Cliff hanger I know! An I know you probably have a million an one questions but all will make sense in due time! I will answer what I can without spoiling to much ^^ I know their where a ton of gaps in this an a whole load of 'why didn't Harry think about that more?' An stuff like that but bare in mind they are in a big life or death battle with deatheaters and snatchers who are pretty much part time death eaters XD I don't think many people could make much sense of anything in that kind of situation ^^
An early thank you to anyone who is following me and reading this, you guys are THE best! I'll have to think of a nickname for you guys cause you're so awesome! XD Might go with minions because thats what my first OC Luna calls her half demon friends on maybe my fellow Lunatics (or Kyojin's in japanese) because you would have to be slightly unhinged to read my crap! XD if you have and suggestions please gimme an I'll credit whoever came up with it ^^
See you in the next chappy!
PREVIEW
"I'm coming with you! I don't care if you agree or not, If theirs a chance I might find my sword I'm coming!" Rin met Harrys determined gaze with even more determination.
"You can't! You're far to hurt to come with us. You'll only get in the way if you can't use magic!"
"I'll be perfectly normal in a day or two an magic or not, I have my flames and I'm stronger than all of you put together!" He protested, satisfied by the agreeing looks his sidekicks shared.
"He has a point Harry and besides, he has helped us out, we kind of owe it to him-"
"We got him out of Malthoy Manor Hermione, we don't owe him anything!"
"I told you before, getting me out of their benefits you just as much as it does me! You don't get it! That sword seals my powers and my demon heart, if someone breaks it or misuses is I could loose control and then whoever-must-not-be-named will seem like a teenager having a tantrum!"
"What, like you right now?" Ron said with a small grin. Everyone glared at him and he tried to make himself seem small, an impossible task given his size. Rin frowned.
"Whoever has control, I lost control once when Kurikara broke an I turned on my friends, I just went on a rampage and destroyed everything in sight. I even tried to kill my friends..." he triled off, gripping the bedsheets at the memory of the damage he had done when Kurikara broke and when Amaimon took it from him. Harry sighed and crossed his arms.
"Fine. But you need to listen to everything we say."