"What else would we be chickens!" Lucifer said.

"Luc!" Michael warned sharply.

"What!?" Lucifer said.

"You know what." Michael hissed back.

"Stop it both of you." Raphael snapped pinching the bridge of his nose.

Hermione sat there staring. "Angels are real…"

"Says the witch.." Lucifer smirked.

"By Father Luc." Michael snapped.

"Enough." Gabriel said. "Now. Padfoot, Moony explanation please."

"Wormtail betrayed them. Betrayed us." Sirius said.

"I lost it for while.. lost everything in one night." Remus replied.

"Wormtail. I'm guessing there's more to it then that but we're here for another reason." Gabriel said. "Harry is it."

"Yes.." Harry said nervously.

"Can we talk? Privately?" Gabriel asked.

"I guess." Harry said getting up. Gabriel stood and followed the young wizard out of the room and into a sitting room. Taking a seat in the couch. "What you want to talk about?"

"Dad sent us here because of you." Gabriel spoke sitting across from the young boy.

"Your Dad… as in God sent you here because of me… what did I do?"

"You prayed. He and I both have heard you every night. We want to know why you are praying to die."

"Do you know nothing about my life?" Harry hissed annoyed by the archangel.

"Sorry kid. I tried to find you but you were blocked from me. Blocked from Dad. You got some powerful magic on you kid." Gabriel said softly looking down.

"Telling you would take days." Harry said dreading the very thought of explaining about the relatives.

"I could look." Gabriel said trying to find a way to get the information without stressing the boy out.

"In my mind… I don't know how I feel about that." Harry replied fearfully, frowning at the thought. He'd had enough of that with Voldemort.

"I won't do anything just look. Promise." Gabriel said softly.

"Wait… could you block my mind so Voldemort can't get in it." Harry asked as he came to him he was talking to an archangel. Maybe he could make it so Voldemort wouldn't be able to get into his mind ever.

"Easily. So can I look and I'll block your mind from others else well." Gabriel said with a smile.

"Okay.." Harry said still nervous about it.

"Hey kiddo. How about this. I'll get Padfoot and he can stay in here with us." Gabriel replied sensing the boys nervousness and a hint of fear. Gabriel sent a mental call to Sirius.

A few minutes later the man entered the room. "Harry. You alright kid?"

"Yeah.. just… he wants to look at my memories." Harry said. "How did you know it come?"

"Oh.. you can trust him Harry. He won't hurt you." Sirius said then explained. "He called me mentally. He can because I let him make a link in my mind when I was your age."

"Alright. Let's do this." Harry said looking at Gabriel. The Messenger smiled and raised one hand laying two fingers on Harry's forehead beside his scar. A few minutes later he stepped back with a growl. "What? What is it?"

Gabriel took a deep breath and replied. "Two things. One you are not going back there ever. Two I need to make a call to my… I guess you could say Uncle."

"Your Uncle?" Sirius asked.

"Yes." 'Michael can you please go down the street and get some of these fish and chips from the shop there.' Gabriel replied softly silently seething at what he found. Harry's relatives had.. Grrr. The thought made him mad. He'd have to ask Raph to take a look at the boy later. Then there was Riddle. The Messenger couldn't believe that all this time they couldn't find the bastard because he had split his soul.

'I guess I can but why Molly Weasley's cooking is quite good.'

'True.. maybe a home cooked meal will work.'

'Gabriel what are you planning?'

'I'm planning on calling Death.'

"WHAT?!" Michael yelled in the other room.

"Why do I have the feeling you're going to do something crazy?" Sirius asked.

"Because I am." Gabriel smirked with a laugh.

"Gabriel." Michael called form the doorway. "You better have a good reason."

"I do. Go tell Dad we found Riddle." Gabriel growled. "Or at least part of him."

"Riddle! Oh… that explains it. I will be back. Raph is calling Uncle now and Luc is ready to take him.. well you know." Michael said with a grin before vanishing.

"Riddle… you know about Voldemort." Harry said.

"Oh yeah. That little bastard tried to back out of his deal not to mention escape Death. You don't do that. Then add on all the people he killed or had killed before their time and you got Hell and Heaven both after him." Gabriel replied as a tall man with a cane walked into the room with a plate of Molly's food in one hand.

"Gabriel." The man said. "Raphael told me you found Riddle but I do not sense him."

"Yeah.. he split his soul. Part of it is in Harry here." Gabriel said.

"Harry Potter. You have my cloak." The man said.

"Your… that cloak is a family heirloom." Harry hissed.

"Yes.. I know. But it is still mine." The man said. "Now.. let's get Riddle out of you."

"Wait…your Death… Voldemort is in me… How?" Harry stuttered as he freaked out at the information he was getting.

"There is a piece of his soul in you. If you hold still I will get it out." Death said. Harry froze. Death stepped up to the boy and touched one finger to his scar. A shriek of pain came from within it as Death pulled the soul piece out. "There and for this little piece of that cheating bastard. I will give you a boon. What do you want Harry Potter? You can ask for anything."

Harry stood there staring at the man for a moment. Anything. He could ask for anything. Sirius' name to be cleared. Voldemort dead. Wormtail caught. Or… could he… it wouldn't hurt to ask right.. "My parents.."

"Your.. Ahh.. normally I don't but if you promise to give me the rest of the soul pieces when you find them I will." Death replied.

"Gladly." Harry answered.

"Done." Death said shaking Harry's hand.