A new threat
Chapter 1
Harry James Potter, age 35, was sitting in his private offices one afternoon, at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was September 1st, the day all the magical students that attend Hogwarts return. He was the DADA (defense against the dark arts) professor there and was finishing his lesson plans for the term. He paused every now and again, thinking of the day he killed Voldemort for good. Or so he thought.
He thought that 15 years ago he had fulfilled the prophecy that was made about him when he was born but boy how wrong he was.
He kept thinking about this because he was now teaching his former classmates kids. Harry sat in front of the warm fire; the lesson plans almost complete sat in front of him, and the class rosters sat to one side. He felt a familiar twinge in his scar, something that he had not felt since killing Voldemort. He set his quill down when he felt it again, only this time it was almost searing pain. He raised his right hand (the scars from his 5th year shinning brightly in the firelight on it) to his scar. Suddenly he thought he was seeing things…………………………………..
"My lord it is wonderful to see you once more among the living. Welcome back my lord" Bellatrix Lestrange's cold, yet somewhat melodious; voice rang out from the center of a circle that looked to be made of Death-Eaters. Harry looked around the entire circle, finding the familiar red hair he was looking for. Then he looked into the center and saw someone he hoped to never see again. Voldemort stood, not as a ghost or an infer, but as a human once more.
Harry gasped, cold sweat running down his face as he picked himself off the floor.
"No he can't be alive again. Not again" he thought to himself as he sat back in the chair he had occupied before the vision thing.
"But I did see him and he was Human" he replied. Harry sighed, then said aloud,
"We need the order once again" With that he ran from the room.
Snape POV
Severus Snape, former headmaster of Hogwarts and former DADA professor (and now the professor who teaches young witches and wizards how to blow cauldrons up aka potions master) sat in his private rooms, which he shared with Harry Potter, waiting for someone to come or for something to happen. He sighed, thinking how only in less than 24 hours another cauldron would blow up, when he heard in his mind,
"Sev". It was Harry and he sounded distressed. Snape immediately responded,
"Harry everything alright? What's wrong?"
"Meet me in front of Dumbledore's office Get McGonagall, Sirius, and Remus. Something has happened and because of your 'past' you might find out about it in three seconds. Love hurry." How Harry could have known, Snape would never know but Harry was right. Three seconds after talking to him via Leginamency, Snape's left arm was scorched with pain. Snape pulled back his sleeve on his left arm and saw the dark mark. It was as black as hell and Snape started to panic.
"Harry he just can't be alive. Not after 15 years"
"I assure you love that he is. Now please hurry and get the other three. We need to talk to Dumbledore and I want McGonagall, Sirius, and Remus present" Snape dashed from his rooms, sending three messages as he went.
normal POV
Harry stood in front of the gargoyles that guarded the headmaster's office. He watched the corner to the right, waiting for 4 people to come around it. Sure enough Snape, McGonagall, Sirius, and Remus came hurrying towards him a few seconds later.
"No time for questions" Harry said before saying the password to the gargoyles. The 5 hurried up the stairs and into Dumbledore's office where Dumbledore himself sat waiting. Dumbledore's electric blue eyes seem to twinkle at the sight of them but it was soon gone. Harry had collapsed into the chair he had occupied so often when he was going to school at Hogwarts, his legs shaking so bad that he couldn't hold himself up anymore. Snape hurried over to him and sat by his husband's side, while the other four adults in the room stood in front of him.
Harry took a deep breath and then said,
"Albus you need to recall the order and fast"…………………………..