Harry Potter and the Blue-light Lunar Curse

Summary- It has only been a few months since the death of Dumbledore. Everything Harry loved and once knew is being stripped from him one by one. After the promise of getting stronger, Harry returns to school to strengthen his spells. After he finishes he swears on his love ones graves, that he will destroy all of the Horcruxes and revenge all of their deaths. With the help of his friends, new feelings will arise, and old foes will become new friends. And with the help of the Lunar curse, Harry just might defeat He-who-must-not-be-named.

Pairings- Harry-Hermione, Ginny-Malfoy, Ron-Luna, Tonks-Remus

Author's Note- I just wanted to say thank you to those who reviewed, autumnRose88, adaora, Silmarwen1119, and Black Betty. Also I just wanted to remind everyone that this story won't be as great as the writings of J.K. Rowling. I am an American, and my style of writing is way different from the great J.K. Rowling. So please enjoy, but don't expect too much.

Disclaimer- I own none of the characters. I do own my theories and the plot of this story!


Information:

"Words"- Talking

"Italic Words"- Thinking back on what someone said.

Italics- Thinking

Words- Words in a Letter

Flash Back- Means flash back!


Chapter Two

A Destroyed Muggle House and a Destroyed Heart


The Apparate test he just finished was easier than he thought. Not only did he pass, but he also got a long string of compliments from the tester. But that might have to do with the fact that the tester was his best mate's father.

"Ahh, Harry you are a natural! Congratulations on passing." Arthur Weasley flicked his wand about and out popped a piece of parchment. Grabbing Harry's right arm, he shoved it towards the parchment.

Harry's hand began to throb after hearing the hundredth "sign here" coming from Mr. Weasley. When he was finally finished, Mr. Weasley quickly smiled and waved his wand again to make the parchment, full of Harry's signatures, disappear. "That my friend," After looking at Harry's questioning face. "Is your license of apparation. What you were signing was that you understand all the rules."

Harry nodded. Yeah he knew all the rules, how could he forget? The instructor last year was real anal about that stuff, and plus when you have a best friend who likes to study anything she can get her hands on and makes you do it too, it's hard to forget.

As they started to walk towards his home, Harry couldn't help but wonder why Mr. Weasley was here. This kind of assignment involves nothing he does at his job, so why was he here doing this? "Mr. Weasley," Harry began. "Isn't this irrelevant to what you do at work?" Arthur looked at Harry and smiled.

"True." He replied back. "But not much is going on in my department, so I was sent here to test you. They also thought you would be more comfortable with a familiar face." He added while he smiled more. "Now enough about me, what about you? Why the sudden change?" Harry's once smiling face faulted.

It was true, he had changed. Everyone he knew told him that when he saw them. "It's not just your appearance, but your personality." He heard that from Hermione Granger, one of his best friends, when she stopped by earlier in the summer. Sighing he began to think even more until he heard Mr. Weasley clear his throat.

Arthur smiled at the boy in front of him. Clearly he was debating on whether to tell him or not the reason for his sudden change in appearance. Just as he was about to dismiss his comment and bring something else up, Harry began to speak.

"Well the reason for not having glasses is that my cousin Dudley broke them." He said while muttering about a whale and a fat ass. "Seeing as I couldn't use magic to repair them since my family disapproves of it so much, my Aunt just got me cheap contacts; those are little circles you put in your eyes that help you see, almost like invisible glasses without the frames though." He quickly said as he saw Mr. Weasley's face twist with confusion when he mentioned contacts.

"Also I wanted to look different. I wanted to where no one could recognize me." Arthur smiled sadly at the boy. So, he wanted to change his looks to fool Voldemort. "But, I know it won't work. This scar on my forehead tells everyone who I am. Everyone knows this scar. No matter how much I change, it will all be in vain."

"Is that why you've been going to the gum?" Arthur said unsure of the word he used to describe were muggles go to work out. Harry laughed as he heard him refer the gym as gum.

"No Mr. Weasley, that's not the reason I've been going to the gym." He said while stressing the word gym. "I'm only doing this, so by the time I have to leave here; I can give my cousin a decent punch in the face." Arthur and Harry both laughed at the comment that was just made and continue their walk towards his Aunt and Uncle's home.

They arrived a few minutes before it was dinner time. Harry would have invited Mr. Weasley in for dinner, but he couldn't do that knowing how much his muggle family members hated anything that dealt with magic. "Uh, Mr. Weasley, before you go, I was wondering where is Ron?" He meant to ask him sooner, but the talk home only consisted of how his summer was going.

Lowering his voice Mr. Weasley began to answer his question. "He's in Romania with Charlie and Luna." Harry's dumbstruck look on his face made Arthur chuckle. "Ron and Luna were inducted into the Order when they got back home. We need as many members as we can get, so any wizard above their fifth year in Hogwarts can join. So they joined. Well, Charlie needed help down in Romania so Ron begged to go."

Harry could see it now, Ron on his knees begging Mrs. Weasley to let him go. Harry snickered; he would have loved to see Ron in that pitiful state, that way he could have more things to embarrass him with when they got to Hogwarts. "Wait." Harry said. Trying to rewind what Mr. Weasley said, he remembered him mentioning Luna. "Luna Lovegood? He's with Luna?" That was strange. Usually Ron and Hermione were together.

"Yes, well Luna wanted to get into the order after her father joined, and when she was inducted in Ron joined in as well. We thought it wise, meaning Molly and I, that he should bring someone he knew with him to Romania. Luna jumped at the chance." Arthur gave Harry a knowing smile while Harry gave him a confused look back. "Ahh." He said looking at Harry's face. "Just forget it." Looking at the sun Arthur knew it was time he got home. "Happy birthday Harry!" Bidding farewell, he walked down the street and disapparated.

Wiping his hand against his forehead to get rid of the sweat that was trickling down; Harry kicked off his shoes and walked into Number Four Privet Drive.


As he walked into the house a wonderful smell was coming from the kitchen. He knew his Aunt was cooking a special dinner. But why? It was July thirty-first, his birthday, all the more reason to make an uneventful dinner that consisted of nasty food. When he walked in he was surprised to see a smile on his aunt's face when she looked at him. Harry rubbed his eyes and began to look up again to check to see what he saw was real, but by the time he was able to see again, his Aunt Petunia was already back to cooking dinner.

Dudley and his Uncle Vernon were in the living room watching a pointless show that was playing on the television. Happy for once that he was able to walk into the house without being ridiculed, he began to tread up the stair of his Aunt's home. When he got to the room he was staying in he was about to flop down on his bed when he stopped in his tracks. What was he thinking? Going to sleep when he had all these presents to unwrap? Harry quickly ran over to the corner of his room were his presents were all coming from.

Harry's heart flipped with joy when he saw the loads of presents he had gotten this year. 'Geez I should come of age every year!' He first tore open a bright blue package. He laughed at how poorly wrapped it was, the bow was inside the wrapping for goodness sakes. When he opened the box he was happy to see loads of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Licorice Wands, and Cauldron Cakes. At the end of the package laid a note. Harry laughed, he should have known.

Hello Harry!

Well as you know you've come of age! Hurray for you! Ha I remember when Icky fickle Ronny became of age! Enough off that, how you've been mate? Me and George are still working on the shop, new developments are coming up, you got to come and try some.

We wanted to send you some, but Mum said not too, and what she says is the law. Or so she thinks… Well I can't write much in here, you never know who might intercept this letter. Just one thing, what is that stringy thing mum made us put on your package? It was kind of stupid to put it on then wrap it. Made it look even uglier than it was to start with. Well this package is from all of the Weasley siblings, well except for Puny Prune Percy of course.

We can't say too much, but George and I will be seeing you really soon. You take care!

Fred and George Weasley.

Today was one of the best days he had since he got back to Little Whinging. He got a box of Stone cakes from Hagrid (in which of course used them more as door stoppers than something he could eat), two new Quidditch posters of Viktor Crum from Ron (Why Ron still fancied him when he knew Viktor still crushed on Hermione was beyond him), Professor McGonagall sent him a couple of books on how to improve his Quidditch game, a few gadgets from Tonks and Kingsley, and a nice new green sweater with the letters HP from Mrs. And Mr. Weasley

Looking towards his corner, Harry saw he had two presents that lay untouched. Crawling from underneath the wrapping paper that he was stuck under, Harry made his way to the corner. One was obviously from Hermione (she was the only one who actually knew how to wrap, Tonks was too clumsy, even with magic), and the other present was in a plain box with no name on it.

Harry carefully picked up the plain small package and began to unravel it. Inside was a note. When Harry unfolded it, a gold heart shaped locket fell out. Harry quickly picked it up. 'This locket, it seems so familiar.' Harry knew had see this somewhere before, but at the moment, he couldn't think of where. Laying the lock down, Harry turned his attention back towards the note; hopefully this would give him some clue to who it was that sent this.

Dear Harry,

Your mother left this Sirius' possession the night before she was brutally stripped from us. A few nights before Sirius fell into the veil, he gave this to me saying he didn't know if he could fulfill his duty to your parents. This locket here has been passed down in the Potter generation to their first born son. They in turn would present this to the woman they were going to court. If you open it, you will see generations of Potter couples. Use it well. When you find the right woman, and you come to terms with your feelings for her, her picture will come beside you. Happy birthday Harry.

Much Love,

Remus Lupin

Harry quickly opened the locket. His heart did a little flip as he saw pictures of his family. But what made it hard to breathe was when he came to a picture of his mother and father holding hands while looking up at him with a big smile. Next to their picture was none other than a picture of him. Only his wasn't complete. It was just him in that picture looking confused. He couldn't believe it, this belonged to his mother, and it was even passed down! So much history was held in this locket.

Harry's heart soared at the idea of having something else that belonged to his family, he hadn't felt this way since he gotten the photo album of them from Hagrid. All his thoughts were interrupted when his door burst open and his Uncle's thick figure came waddling in. Grabbing Harry by the back of his overly large shirt, Vernon began to carry him down the stairs.

Harry sent a distressed look towards the present that Hermione sent him. It would be a while before he could open it and see the trinket she purchased for him. Sighing in frustration he let himself be carried off by his 300 pound Uncle.


Harry sat quietly at the dinner table as he watched his "family" suspiciously. They had been awful nice to him. (Well as nice as they could get, they were the Dursleys after all) He boringly picked at the meatloaf that was placed before him. Don't get him wrong, he was happy for once that he was actually eating something edible and tasteful, but this was a little bit too much for him. They even had a birthday cake for him for Merlin's sake!

There was no way in hell that his Aunt Petunia would be doing all this for him just out of the goodness of her heart. Harry snorted. 'Yea if she is doing this to show she cares for me then I'm meant to be with… with… Hermione Granger!' Harry was surprised when Hermione's name suddenly popped in his head, but he quickly shrugged it off telling himself he was thinking of her present earlier so it was only natural she would pop into his head.

His thoughts ran from him when he heard his Uncle clear his throat. "Well boy, you have come of age, as your people call it." Uncle Vernon said as he stressed your people. All Harry wanted to do was roll his eyes at his Uncle's snobby attitude, but when he caught his Aunt's eye, something made him stop and turn his attention towards her.

"Harry." She began. "I um, wanted to say-" But a sudden pop and someone landing on top of Harry, intervened with the conversation that was about to happen. Screams were heard from his aunt and cousin, while Harry, Uncle Vernon, and the person who landed on Harry let out a string of colorful foul words.

Harry looked up to see the person who landed on him had short pink hair and bright blue eyes. There was only one person who could change her looks like that. "Tonks!" He gasped out surprisingly. It wasn't everyday a full grown witch would land in his lap.

Tonks gave him a small smile before she untangled herself from Harry. Uncle Vernon's pale face began to take an unnatural purple tone to it; it looked like someone was cutting off his oxygen supply. "YOU!" He bellowed while pointing at Tonks. "How dare you drop-"

"SELENCIO!" Tonks screamed while pointing her wand at the Dursleys. Turning quickly towards Harry she gave him a perfect view of her frowning face.

'What in seven hells is going on?' "Tonks? Tell me what is going on." He meant the last statement to come out demanding, but instead it sounded like a scared request.

"Not now, we have urgent matters in London." Grabbing Harry's hand she pulled him close towards her body. The Dursleys watched in horror as the intruder that wrecked their dinner disappeared with their nephew.

The spell was instantly lifted once the witch left; leaving Uncle Vernon free to mutter all the curses he wanted. "Damn these… these… these things!" He threw his hands up in anger and stalked out of the room.

Dudley looked at his mother, who looked quite calm. She was usually along side his father saying those things, but for some reason, today she just didn't seem like herself. "Mum, are you okay? You looked all worried."

Aunt Petunia smiled at her son and then shooed him off. Looking towards the dinner table and then to the chair that her nephew was just occupying just a minute ago, she sighed and rested her head against the wall. "Yea, I'm just fine. I will always be worried with him out there like that… With him out there not knowing he does have someone here that cares and loves him." She whispered to herself as she pushed herself off the wall and casually walked out.


When Harry opened his eyes he found out himself standing in the middle of the street of a muggle neighborhood. He saw a dark look cross Tonks' face. He quietly followed her as she quickened her pace towards their unknown destination.

Within five minutes Harry saw a muggle house in the distance that was almost completely destroyed. He confusingly looked at Tonks, and was surprised to see her staring at him with tears threatening to fall from her face. "Tonks?" Harry said unsurely.

"This…" She said while pointing to the house. "Belonged to a muggle couple, who now are dead." Harry looked up and saw the mark of the Death Eaters above the house. His heart began to thump harder and it began to wretch.

'Why? Why do I have this foreboding feeling?' "Why are we here Tonks?" He said more bravely.

"The death eaters are blocking any way to get inside it. But they keep saying they killed the muggles inside." She said as she quickened her pace even more. "This house belonged to a muggle couple."

"You already said that!" Harry said as he was clearly annoyed with where this conversation was going. Why didn't she release more information? "But why am I being dragged out here? You guys never wanted me near battle!"

Tonks let her tears fall as she began to do a light jog towards the house. "This house belonged to a muggle couple. A couple who had a witch for a daughter."

'No'… Harry's mind screamed. 'No! It can't be!'

"A witch that is under their captive and they won't say if she's alive! A witch named Hermione Granger!" The moment the name left her lips, Harry was already sprinting towards the destroyed house, his heart breaking with each passing step.


Ending Note: Wow this ended completely different from what I planned. Well I hope you saw the little line that foreshadowed the relationship that is going to bloom between Mione and Harry. Well please review, no flames, just criticism. Love you guys!

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