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Chapter Two
Unholy Prophecy
A couple of hours after the trial, Albus Dumbledore sat wearily in his office, contemplating the events of the trial. He could not believe that Harry and Ginny would turn to the Dark side, especially with Harry's past. He knew that Harry was a Parselmouth, and if he knew that Harry was dark at that time he would have expelled him earlier this year. Albus Dumbledore was glad that he got rid of the next Dark Lord and Lady. The Problem he faced now would be combating the Dark Lord Voldemort. Voldemort was an extremely powerful wizard that hated muggles because of his father, who was a muggle, left his mother while she was pregnant with him, because she tricked his father to fall in love with her with a love potion. His mother was so sad that her magic left her. She gave birth to him at an orphanage and died shortly afterwards, after naming him Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Tom Riddle was a bully and quickly went over to the dark side. When Voldemort waged war with the Magical World, He set in motion a war that lasted almost eleven years. The only problem is the prophecy. The prophecy basically states that Voldemort would mark someone born at the end of July as his equal but he will have power the Dark Lord does not know. Only this person could possibly defeat Voldemort. The even bigger problem is that only Harry Potter could kill Lord Voldemort. Which is why Albus Dumbledore sat pondering how to solve this particular problem.
As he gazed over his desk, he caught sight of the mangled diary that they insisted possessed Ginny Weasley, well Ginny Potter now. Dumbledore waved his wand over the diary in order to detect if the diary contained dark magic. The diary contained a dark aura so powerful no eleven or twelve year old could produce. Dumbledore waved his wand over the diary again in order to find out how long the magic had been contained in the diary. The magic turned out to be about five decades old. Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore paled instantly when he spotted the initials T. M. Riddle written on the book's cover. The magic of the diary and the initials proved that the Potters were telling the truth, that they were innocent. He, Albus Dumbledore put innocent children in the hell of Azkaban Prison. He should have listened to Minerva. He knew that he would have to get Harry and Ginny out of Azkaban soon but the Ministry thinks that they are guilty. Also they had a trial and were unjustly proven guilty and he could not complain because he voted them guilty. Of course of all the people he had to put in Azkaban it just had to be the savior of the Magical World. He decided that he would get them out in a couple years because then Harry would be easy to guide. Fawkes trilled mournfully and flashed away in a column of flames. Albus knew he had lost a companion that he had for many decades and through two previous wars but he still thought he was doing the right thing.
Oo0o0
Harry and Ginny Potter sat on a rickety, decrepit, wooden boat in the middle of the North Sea. The boat rocked with each choppy wave, a storm raged on, soaking the occupance of the boat with chilly water. The Aurors used a water proof charm and a warming charm in order to keep warm. Ginny sat on Harry's lap cuddling for warmth. / I can't believe we are married, we are too young and that we have to spend time in Azkaban / She thought in surprise and anger. /yes, now we have to go through this hell but our revenge will be worth it/ Harry thought, grinning sadistically as he leaned in and kissed her lightly.
They decided they would take their relationship slow because they would have forever, especially since Amelia Bones arranged for them to share a cell since they were married. She cleverly justified it to Fudge by saying that it would be cheaper to house them in one cell. Harry gently massaged her outer lips with his tongue causing her to moan in pleasure. Ginny eagerly granted him entrance and they messaged each others mouths. They pulled apart and stared into each other's eyes. / That felt amazing but I don't think we should make out like this yet/ Ginny thought and Harry agreed reluctantly.
"Azkaban ahead," The Captain shouted as the boat shook fiercely and a surge of magic was felt through out the frigid Northern air as they passed the wards. In the distance you could see the tall, dark, intimidating and nearly unprenatrateable fortress. They could feel the unnatural chill from the Azkaban guards even from this distance. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the front gates of Hell. The Aurors pushed them out of their seats and off the boat towards the gates.
As they approached the old, rusty, gate it swung open, with a squeak as if they had not been oiled in years, on its own accord. Once they were pushed through the gate they met up with a tall, muscular man that was to pale from being here so long. The man had long greasy brown hair and pitch black eyes.
"Hello Warden, Prisoners 73456, and 73457, here to stay at maximum security," The First Auror said handing the Warden the necessary Papers. The Warden Gazed at the papers then at them with his piercing black eyes. Harry stared at Ginny nervously before turning his attention back to the Warden. "Alright, everything's good, follow me," The Warden ordered. He pulled out his wand and said, "Expecto Patronum." A large Grizzly Bear appeared at the end of his wand and radiated warmth.
The Warden led them through countless corridors, passing several Dementors that stayed away due to the Patronus. They arrived at another gate that led to the High security cells. The gates opened and Harry could see Hundreds of Dementors patrolling the endless corridors. The Cells were only about six foot by six foot. They passed countless prisoners that seemed to beg to be released. They were all thin and unhealthy looking and some looked dead even through they were still alive. / Harry this place is horrible/ Ginny thought gazing at a filthy prisoner that was pleading for them to kill him.
As they continued down the corridor they passed another prisoner, but this one grabbed Harry's arm and said in an eerie voice. "THE ONE MARKED WITH SKYFIRE, AND HIS SOUL MATE, A MAIDEN OF SEVENS. BOTH BETRAYED TO HELL BY THE WORLD, EXCEPT FOR A FEW. UPON HIS FIFTEENTH YEAR AT THE DEATH OF THE SEVENTH MONTH, THE HIDDEN CITY SHALL RISE AGAIN AND THEY SHALL RULE IT WITH AN IRON FIST. THEY SHALL EMBRACE THE DARKNESS AND HAVE UNHOLY REVENGE AGAINST THOSE THAT BETRAYED THEM. THE DARK LORDS SHALL BATTLE AGAINST EACH OTHER AND THE TRUE DARK LORD SHALL WIN. UPON HIS FIFTEENTH YEAR, THE BEGINNING OF THE TRUE DARK REIGN SHALL BEGIN."
Everyone froze as the words echoed through the corridors. A shiver of absolute terror passed through the Aurors and the Warden of Azkaban. The Prisoner released Harry's arm and crawled away from the bars of his cell. / What does this mean Harry? / Ginny thought. /I don't know Gin, but I know that we were mentioned, we should remember this/ Harry replied in his head.
"Completely nutters," The Warden muttered, as he regained the use of his legs and began to lead the young prisoners to their cells down the hall. Their cell was about double the size of the others. The cell had a bigger cot than the others and had two chamber pots with curtains around them. The cell also had a large barred window on the wall.
"In you get," The Warden ordered pushing the pair into the cell. He then waved his wand over them and changed their clothes into a set of Prison robes.
Oo0o0
The Weasley Family and Hermione were at the dilapidated house called the Burrow. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley ravaged the room of their ex-daughter, destroying all of her personal possessions. At first Mr. and Mrs. Weasley cried over the loss of their daughter. Then they began to act as if they never had a daughter at all. Percy believed Ginny went dark and went to work in his room to study for his Seventh year at Hogwarts. Fred, George, Ron, and Hermione were able to savage as much of Ginny's personal possessions as they could from the Elder Weasley's purge. Ron also savaged Harry's invisibility cloak and his photo album. He was also able to get 'temporary' ownership of Harry's snowy owl, Hedwig. He knew his parent's wrote Bill and Charlie letters informing them of Harry and Ginny's treachery and their turn to the dark side. Fred, George, and Ron wrote them both a letter that told them what really happened. They now sat in Ron's room trying to decide what to do now.
"I say that George and I use our talents to create weapons for the war that is likely to happen," Fred informed them sadly.
"Yes, that is the best use of our talents, and they will appreciate it," George agreed.
"I know that Harry and Ginny would not want us to mope around," Ron replied his voice thick with emotion since he was down in the chamber and knew that Harry and Ginny are not dark.
"I can't think of anything we can do right now except train to get stronger," Hermione stated pulling her hair in frustration.
"We-
will –
make-
joke-
items-
and weapons-
and will have a study group-
for defense and dueling next year," Fred and George said alternatively.
"Yes, we will create a dueling club for next year," Hermione said brightly.
Ron nodded his head in agreement and sat quietly deep in thought, then he stated, "Then we will have to craft them a letter to prove that we are still loyal to them and what our intentions are. I would feel better if it was me that wrote it." A look of determination on his face. The others agreed and Ron quickly penned out the rest of his letter.
Harry and Ginny,
We believe in you and are trying to rally Bill and Charlie on our side as well. There is nothing we can do to get you two out of Azkaban, trust me; Hermione has looked up every possible way. Fred and George are with us and are going to continue on with the 'Joke Shop' and create amazing 'Toys' that could 'Help' you laugh in the future. Hermione and I are creating a dueling club to prepare students for the future. I hope that you both are together and well.
Love,
Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George.
Now all they had to do is wait until Hedwig return from her trip from their brothers and then they could send their letter to Harry and Ginny.
Oo0o0
Draco Lucius Malfoy was walking down a hall in Malfoy Manor. He had just returned from Hogwarts yesterday. He could not believe that Potter and the girl Weasel were behind the Chamber incident. For one the chamber was opened fifty years ago and the Potter and Weasley Families were light families. Draco really did not believe in blood purity but acted like he did to please his father and the other Pure-blood families. As Draco was going to his room within the glorious mansion, he passed his father's study and stopped when he heard voices inside.
"My plan worked beautifully, the muggle loving fool's muggle protection act will be repealed within a couple of days and with me paying for Fudge's re-election he will not stand in our way," said Lucius coldly.
"I must agree with you Lucius, you even got the Potter brat sent to Azkaban. The world now believes their pathetic savior is going to become the next Dark Lord. Our Master will reward you magnificently if he returns," said The Other Man.
"Well, MacNair that was not a part of the plan but it will benefit us greatly later, now we can begin restriction acts on the Mud bloods. Eventually we can eliminate the filth from our society," sneered Lucius before he laughed.
"I will begin to write some new issues for the Wizengamont, but remember our deal Malfoy," sneered MacNair.
Draco quickly and quietly fled to his room. His mind spun as he realized that his father was the one behind the Chamber. He realized that Potter and Weasley were innocent. He also realized that soon people like Granger were soon going to be eliminated from our World. Draco now knew he had a side. This side would be with Potter. He now knew the price of his previous actions. Draco vowed from that moment on he would do all he could do to stop his father.
Oo0o0
Harry and Ginny Potter sat stoically on their bed. They sat extremely still their muscles barely twitching. The chill causing their minds to be blank when they were not reliving both of their worst memories. Unbeknownst to them the Dementors knew they were innocent and did not linger near them as much as possible. They did not want to hurt or make miserable their true Master and Mistress. Harry and Ginny had been in Azkaban for a little over a month. They both had lost so much weight they were merely skin and bones. Their faces sunk in and their eyes became haunted.
Every day passed the same way. Every day they would receive three bowls of goop a day. The goop was so nasty that moldy bread would have tasted like heaven. They went through horrible memories every time a Dementor went passed and it would last for at least fifteen minutes afterward. Every time a Dementor would past the effects would get worse on their minds. Even through they shared a mind due to the soul bond it was still severely damaging to their minds, especially at their age. The only reason they have kept their minds this long is the soul bond. Without the soul bond they would have lost their minds two weeks ago especially since they both had horrible and true evil in their past. Harry's evil in his past was his parent's murder and his treatment at the Dursley's. Ginny's evil in her past was when Tom possessed him and when her family disowned her. Every day their minds became even more destroyed.
They sat hopelessly in bed as they shivered in cold and fear. The thing that also amazed them was the small amount of Dementors that passed their cell. It was like they were trying to avoid this cell as much as possible, not that they were complaining.
A noise at the barred window attracted both of the Potter's attention. On the ledge outside the window was someone Harry thought he would never see again. His beautiful snowy owl Hedwig. Hedwig was Harry's first present he had ever remembered receiving. She was also his first ever friend. She sat enthusiastically on the ledge, looking at him lovingly with her extremely intelligent, piercing, yellow eyes.
"Hedwig," said Harry excitedly as Ginny and himself rushed forward to pet her soft feathers through the bars. She hooted happily and nibbled lovingly on both of their fingers.
"Hey girl, this is Ginny. She is my new wife," Harry said lovingly as he embraced his new wife with one arm. Hedwig hooted again and rubbed their hands with her head in congratulations. She then raised her leg and attached to it was a box of stationary supplies from the Weasley's and a letter. The other letter was fancier and was written on very expensive parchment and had a imposing seal stamped on the back. They decided that they would open the mysterious letter first. They gasped in shock at what they read inside.
Dear Potter and Weasley,
I know that we have been enemies before, but I only act like that so that I can please Father and the other Pureblood supremist. I actually don't believe in pureblood supremacy. I overheard my father saying that he was behind the Chamber incident last year. I now know that you are innocent and I want you to know that I support you guys.
Sincerely,
Draco Lucius Malfoy
Heir of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Malfoy
Harry and Ginny were surprised that Malfoy was on their side. They would not just forget all the bad things he did to them, but they would allow him to prove himself to them.
They opened the letter from the Weasleys and Hermione and were glad that they were still on their side. They were happy that they were going to create weapons and train themselves and others for the war ahead. Ginny was disappointed that her Mum and Dad destroyed her stuff and were pretending she did not ever exist. She was also disappointed in Percy for not believing her. They would pay for that. She just hoped that Bill and Charlie would be on her side. They were glad however when the people on his side wished Harry a Happy Birthday.
Harry pulled her into a comforting hug and whispered, "Everything will be alright my love."
They pulled apart a few moments later with a whispered thanks from Ginny. Then she said, "Happy Thirteenth Birthday Harry." She then gave him a loving kiss.
They opened up the stationary supplies from her family and began to write Malfoy and Hermione and the Weasley's replies.
Ron, Hermione, Fred and George,
We are glad that you are on our side. We really enjoy the idea about creating weapons for the war. Great idea Fred and George. We also like the idea of a defense and dueling club. It should help prepare those on our side for war. We have received a letter from Draco Malfoy. He is on our side. He had to pretend to be a Blood supremacist in order to stay alive. You should invite him to join the club. Hopefully you can keep it secret so when Lucius goes down our side will get the Malfoy Estate.
Love, Harry and Ginny Potter
Dear Malfoy,
We are happy that you our on our side. We want you to join a defense and dueling club that Ron, Hermione, Fred and George are putting together. If this alliance is kept secret long enough we could get the Malfoy Estate on our side when your father goes down. By the way we are married due to a soul bond.
Your Allies, Harry and Ginny Potter
Harry and Ginny sent the letter off with Hedwig. Then they cowered in the corner in despair as a Dementor glided by.
Oo0o0
-One Month Earlier-
A lone man stood in the most splendid room anyone has ever seen. The room was twice the size of the Great Hall and was absolutely palatial. The room had beautiful white and black Marble floors and had walls carved in pure gold that was blackened with age. The walls had carvings of Magical Creatures, Light and Dark, like Unicorns, Dragons, Phoenixes and Basilisks, so realistic you actually thought the creatures were in the room. The Basilisk's eyes were closed, so no one knows if the carving could kill with a look. Four long tables were pushed up against the side walls so the center of the chamber was completely clear. The tables seemed to only be used for special feasts. At the far side of the hall atop a raised dais sat two thrones. The thrones were humongous and made up of gold and platinum. The thrones were carved with the same Magical Creatures, but the high backs had engraved into them the Dementors of Azkaban. One Throne's seat was draped in white velvet and the other was draped in black velvet.
The man stood gracefully before the dais with his head bowed. He was a rather short man, only standing 5'7", but was pretty pudgy. He had black hair with streaks of silver-grey swirled within his short, curly locks. His smokey grey eyes held extreme knowledge and wisdom. His aura belied his physical look as it oozed above average power. He wore long sapphire blue robes. The man's name was Chad Hollowick, The Minister of Magic for the City-State Azkaban. The Minister led the island and only the King and Queen had power over him.
Minister Hollowick stared at the thrones that have stayed empty for over a century. The last King and Queen died in his father's time without an heir to the throne. A Prophecy foretold the next king would be marked with Sky fire. It has been over a hundred years since then but He still hopes the King will rise to rule again. Minister Hollowick sighed longingly and swirled around to take in The Grand Throne Room of Azkaban Palace. He jumped in surprise when the Grand White and Black Marble Doors banged open.
A tall attractive women stood in the open door way. She stood at 6'2" and had a slender but muscular body. She had an amazing body and had curves in all the right places. Her breasts were large, at least a D-cup, and she had an amazing arse. She had long straight strawberry blonde hair that was put up in an elegant braid and piercing violet eyes that displayed power. Her face was elegant with high cheek bones and full luscious lips. The most distinctive feature she had was her beautiful pointed ears. She was a High Elf. She wore fantastic robes of deep violet and had a magnificent Silver Sword and had a bow and a Quiver of arrows on her back. She strode purposely towards Minister Hollowick, a look of hope on her magnificent face.
"Ah, Good day to you General Woodsong, I hope that you are well," Minister Hollowick greeted warmly. He masked the surprise on his face quickly.
"It's Alyssa, and I am well. Minister, I have come to present to you potential good news," General Woodsong stated in a business like tone.
"Really, I believe that this news must be very important, otherwise you would have waited until I returned to my office. So my dear Alyssa what is your news?" asked Minister Hollowick curiously.
"Minister, I believe that we have found the Heir to the Throne," Alyssa answered excitedly, a grin appearing on her elegant face.
"WHAT," shouted Minister Hollowick a look of surprise and hope showing on his gentle face, "Explain."
"A young boy and Girl, Probably around twelve and thirteen were brought to the prison, which is outrageous that anyone would put children in a place with the Dementors of Azkaban." General Woodsong replied.
"What does this have to do with the Heir?" Minister Hollowick asked impatiently.
General Woodsong glared at him indignantly for interrupting but answered, "Everything, Minister, Everything. The boy is marked with Sky fire. He has a lightning bolt scar on his forehead."
"He was born at the end of July, so he should be turning thirteen soon However the heir must be Fifteen to become King," muttered The Minister.
"Minister, what are we going to do about the children, especially the Heir being in Azkaban Prison?" General Woodsong cried, an intense rage filled her at the injustice of sending children to that horrible place.
"Sadly, there is nothing that we can do. The wards that hide this place will fall at the end of July in two years time. Until then no one can enter the city except those who have been here before. I believe the Dementors will see him as their Master and try to spare them from their abilities as much as possible. I would like you to retrieve him at the end of July in two years." Minister Hollowick stated, a large frown on his face.
"Of course Minister," General Woodsong said. She was sad that the children would lose their innocence and maybe their minds in that Hellish Prison.
A/N: Harry and Ginny are evil in this fic. The old prophecy is still in effect, only that two Dark Lords will be fighting for Power. I have began to change the story. I hope that you will enjoy these changes just as much as I do. I have a request for you readers. Please give me some ideas for Dark spells. I have plenty of ideas but I would like to know what you want to see. The problem about many stories is the spells. Many Authors do not explain the new spells and people get confused. I will be creating a list of spells for this story, which will include if it is Light or Dark and the Power level. Some People are confused with the Marriage of Ginny and Harry. I will explain the bond later in the story. The bond will have the Traditional Telepathy and automatic mastery of the mind arts. What makes this bond different is that it is formed between two Dark and evil people. Thanks for the Reviews.
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