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Title - Harry potter and the Seal of Life

Summery - Harry has just finished his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He has witnessed the destruction of a pillar that holds the light together. He is starting to believe that being a wizard is not such a good thing. The Dark Lord Voldemort will plunge the wizarding world in to a darkness not seen since the time of the founders while plotting the down fall of the light. The only person who can stand in his way seems to have abandoned the wizarding world. Heroes and villains shall walk again but the choice between good and evil shall remain in the hands of a boy who is not quite sure about his destiny.

Rise and fall

The purification elixir as it is known today did not always have that name and it was not always on the ministry banned list. It was originally called the containment elixir. Because it was used to completely contain the magical ability of the prisoners of Azkaban. At first it was only used as an experiment in times when the Dementors were hostile towards the ministry, it was code named gate keeper and it was thought to be a good replacement for the Dementors but the ministry and the Dementors made a treaty and the elixir became unnecessary.

The potion was shelved away in the shelves of the department of mysteries and the prisoners who were tested with the potion forgotten within the walls of Azkaban. The prisoners showed no signs of being able to access their magic in fact most of them showed no signs of being magical, the elixir scared some of the purebloods who were so immersed in magic and its superiority that without it they were helpless. A potion that seemed to totally contain a magical beings magic, rendering him a muggle was considered a liability not an advantage.

So it was forgotten but fate it seems did not forget. The first sign of something going wrong was seen when a prisoner started acting strangely, this prisoner was a born killer who had killed dozens. He seemed to be resistant to the dementors. After awhile he started showing signs of being able to control his magic to the extant that he almost blasted his way out of Azkaban. More and more cases started appearing the ministry started an investigation. It was found that all the prisoners who had taken the solution were showing these signs. The ministry being as corrupt and incompetent as it is now somehow leaked the potion to the public.

Then the solution went out of ministry control some shop keepers renamed it the purification solution before selling it. Normally it would not have been such a problem but the potion was used too often which resulted in disaster, the drinkers turned in to monsters killing everything they could get their hands on. After that episode the ministry destroyed any record of the potion, wiping the memories of thousands of people, it was lost in the sand of time. Harry had found it in one of the books in the Hogwarts library; it was a good thing that the ministries hold on Hogwarts was non existent. With a little help from Professor Slughorn in the disguise of an extra credit assignment, managed to duplicate it. He had to wipe the professor's memory but Harry had thought it was worth it.

"Ohhh" Harry moaned as he sat up holding his head. At the time, taking the potion had seemed like a good idea, for his plan to work he needed a few things and the potion offered a good solution but now it didn't seem like that good an idea. He could already feel a growing emptiness in his heart where he knew he normally felt the comforting presence of magic. With much difficulty he pulled himself upright before looking around his surroundings, he was still in the deserted ally. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on the spot where his scar was, he clamped one hand over it and tried to focus on his surrounding which had started to shift out of focus. As suddenly as it had come it was gone with the headache he had before, with his head a little clearer he could think a lot clearly. He looked at his wrist watch to find out that a few hours had passed after he had taken the potion, which is when he found out that he was not as alone as he had thought. A cat was walking towards him from the other end of the ally.

Harry's whole body froze like a statue. He had half a mind to turn and run but he stopped himself, if it was the animagus, he knew he would not be able to escape. Professor McGonagall may be old but she was quite powerful. Harry watched the shadowy figure of the cat slowly coming closer and closer to him. Suddenly he heard a noise behind him; he turned on instinct without even wanting to. There he found nothing. Harry scanned the ally in confusion he could have sworn he heard something, that was when he felt something crawl up his leg.

"Ahhhhhh" Harry screeched like a girl before landing a few feet away, there standing before him was a terrible terrifying kitten. It took a few seconds for Harry to realize that he had been scared witless by a defenseless kitten. Harry took large gulps of air to calm his racing heart all the while the kitten just kept staring at him with sapphire eyes. After calming down Harry started to chuckle slowly while watching the kitten soon it turned into a full blown laughter. If anyone had seen into the ally in that moment they would have seen a teenager on the floor before a small kitten laughing like a maniac.

"You sure gave me a fright little one" Harry murmured as he patted the kitten after calming down. The kitten purred in delight at the attention but still kept staring at him. Mad-eye would have been proud Harry thought, he knew he had become a bit paranoid after his many encounters but he didn't know the extent of his paranoia until then. Harry got up and dusted himself before looking at his watch again he knew he was on a tight schedule he was thinking about the next step of his plan when his thoughts were interrupted by a small sound.

"Meow, meow"

The small kitten started to make frantic sounds, Harry had absolutely no idea what was going on, he looked at the kitten in interest; it was using its entire strength to make as much noise as possible, and its entire body shook.

"Meow"

Harry turned around when he heard an answering voice behind him there he found a grey cat it was looking at him in fear, there was a look in its eyes that told of past experience with human kind, the not very good ones. Harry suddenly remembered the sound he heard before, 'so you must have made it' Harry thought as he looked the cat over. Its eyes darted towards the kitten and himself several times, a small smile appeared on Harry's face. He moved away from the kitten before raising his hands in a surrendering pose. The cat must have understood what Harry meant because the next second it darted towards the kitten before liking its head in greeting. Seeing the kitten with its mother was a beautiful sight he was able to see love first hand, yet it did not make him happy instead it made sad, he could feel a small pain in his heart that threatened to overshadow the hollowness left by his magic.

He had never felt a mothers love, yet it was supposed to have saved him from the killing curse, all throughout his life he had never felt true love, sure he had felt friendship from Ron and Hermione he had felt fellowship from the Weasleys, the only person who could have loved him would have been Sirius but his Godfather was taken from him before Sirius could emerge from the shadows of his days in Azkaban. Harry felt a sharp pain in his heart when he thought of his Godfather.

The memory came before his eyes, he watched his Godfather slowly fall through the veil, the mixture of emotions on his godfather's eyes…, and Harry forcefully tore his mind from the scene. Dumbledore may have loved him as a Grandson but the Headmaster had spent too much time manipulating others to be sure of any real emotions and even if he did have any feelings for Harry they would always be mixed with his love for the greater good. Harry did not have any anger against Dumbledore but Harry had also come to accept and respect the Headmaster as an equal. Harry had come to accept that Dumbledore made most of his decisions with good intensions but they had led him along the path to hell.

Harry slowly came back from the whirlwind of emotions. He saw the cat carrying the kitten away, he felt a sigh taking shape in his throat, he had never felt love yet Dumbledore had been adamant in his belief that love was the power he knows not. Harry did not know if it was true or not but he did have some faith in Dumbledore's assumptions.

Harry looked at the fading sunlight for a few minutes before starting to walk away with determined strides.

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In a remote area surrounded by lush green surroundings sat Longbottom mansion it looked like a fortress rather than a mansion, after the death of her son and his wife the lady of the mansion had become rather paranoid. She had taken every possible precaution to protect herself and her Grandson; she had spent quite a bit of money to protect her home. The very air surrounding the mansion showed the amount of wards on the mansion, the air blowing on the grounds whispered the dangers of entering the grounds.

Augusta Longbottom was sitting beside her bedroom window as she contemplated her Grandsons odd behavior. Neville was a gentle boy and a bit shy when he went to school for his fifth year but he returned a darkened man. He had become very secretive and mysterious. He had a guarded expression and jumped at the slightest sudden movement or sound.

Augusta sighed it was obviously a result of Neville and his friends escapade at the ministry of magic. Try as she might she could not get angry at him for it, she had scolded him of course but in private she could not help but be proud. It was the first sign of bravery she had seen in him. Of course, she knew he was brave; the sorting hat would not have sorted him in Gryffindor for any other reason. Not many fifth year students could fight a dozen death eaters and live to tell the tale.

But he went to school on his sixth year and returned a shadow of the boy she once knew and had become a man she could not understand at all. He would spend his entire day either locked up in his room or in the small green house she had built for him. He came out rarely, and only ate with her when she had forced him in to it. They had become strangers while living in the same house. Even now he was inside the green house.

"Boom, boom, boom"

The entire house shuddered, for a second Mrs.Longbottom thought she was dreaming, who in their right mind would attack Longbottom mansion. The wards were extremely strong but another loud boom followed by a shudder convinced her quite easily. She got up and ran to the nearest window there she saw a most terrifying sight. Inferi were slowly lumbering towards the borders of Longbottom mansion, beside them strange creatures followed. She watched as some of them crossed the border immediately she felt the wards responding, she immediately gave her consent, the wards came to life immediately several of the inferi burst in to flames several of the strange creatures were cut into pieces by invisible blades.

Once she was sure the wards were working she made her way towards the ground floor towards the green house, Neville was there she knew she had to reach him or something terrible would happen. But she never managed to make it as far as the ground floor she was stopped by a stranger on the hallway just outside her room.

Augusta had just rushed out of her room when she saw him dressed in black and standing in the middle of the hallway. She immediately became weary her wand was in her hand a second latter she was about to throw a very nasty curse when the stranger spoke

"Wait Mrs.Longbottom I can see that you feel threatened by my presence but you must give me a chance to explain myself" the stranger said in a kind voice or at least tried to make it a kind voice. Augusta was not fooled, there was no doubt in her mind that this man had come to kill her. What shocked her most was how he could have entered the house it was virtually impenetrable. But she knew better than to rush into battle it was better to know a little bit about the enemy.

"You have me at a disadvantage you seem to know about me but I do not recognize you at all" Augusta said in a casual tone while looking the man over, for it was a man.

A small smile curled up on the mans face "Mrs.Longbottom there cannot be a person in the wizarding world who doesn't remember the wise witch who launched the anti dark wizard bill after the tragic fall of the dark lord, you could almost say I am here to show my gratitude for your heroic acts" finished the stranger with a bow of his head.

"You still haven't told me your name".

"Forgive me; I am but a humble servant".

"Servant?" asked Augusta "whose servant?"

"It is better to ask what's servant" replied the man as the house gave another shudder.

"Alright what's servant" asked Augusta holding her patience.

"I am a servant of that which you call dark" replied the man "they call me Slider"

"Slider? That is an odd name"

"Of course, but it is of course not a name given at birth it is one I earned through my ability"

"Ability?" asked Augusta watching the stranger closely "what kind of ability"

"It is a rare ability one that helped me enter this house without setting off your wards" replied Slider "I must say Mrs.Longbottom, they are beautiful"

Augusta perked up at the mention of the wards; this did not go unnoticed by Slider, the smile on his lips got wider.

"I see that you are interested, I have an ability to slide through any ward, and I have yet to find a ward I can't slide through, I have yet to try my hand at the famous Hogwarts wards of course" said Slider in a false modest voice

At that moment the Mansion gave a giant shudder which knocked both of them off balance; Augusta took advantage of that distraction to send two spells at Slider. In an incredible display of acrobatics Slider dodged both all the while sending a spell at Augusta, but Augusta was not feared and respected for nothing. The first spell was a harmless stunner But the second one was a slightly more advanced spell as it missed Slider it hit the suit of armor behind it, bring it to life, it hoisted its axe and attacked slider. He had just enough time to roll out of the way before the axe came down on the spot he had been after his acrobatics, next second the suit of armor was blasted into smithereens while the axe was banished towards Mrs.Longbottom.

All the while Augusta was not having a good time, the spell that was aimed at her was grey in color, just as it got close to her it divided in two, in that second she realized what the spell was, the invisible cutter, it was a spell created by the goblins in one of the goblin wars, it had been modified by wizards but it was most famous for being extremely deadly in group wars. It was relatively harmless before dividing which makes it useless in close combat but once divided it was relatively unstoppable. The magic inside the spell divides into two separate parts the air between these two becomes so compressed that it becomes something extremely strong. Once formed anything caught between the two spheres is sliced off. Goblins being short as they are, found this spell gave them an advantage; many wizards have lost their lives to this spell. Although it can be stopped by a few powerful shields it was commonly considered safe to just doge the spell.

That was exactly what Augusta did, she ducked to the ground just in time to watch the spheres go over her head but her hat did not share a similar fate. The stuffed vulture fell beside her. She had just enough time to bring her wand up and deflect the axe coming towards her.

She tapped the stuffed vulture before sending two spell at Slider. One spell intercepted the spell sent by slider the other created white smoke as it went through the hall. White smoke surrounded slider and he did what Augusta expected; he immediately tried to clear the smoke which only made it grow thicker.

In the meantime the two spells that collided in mid air turned a golden color before exploding most of the force was sent towards Augusta. Even though she did create a shield she was blown back and had the wind knocked out of her. It took her a few minutes to recover as she was not as young as she used to be. She had just gotten up when she saw a powerful gust of wind blow the white smoke away, just in time to see her stuffed vulture come to life and fly towards slider. He did what any wizard would do when attacked by an animal, he tried to banish it. When the spell connected the vulture exploded in his face sending him flying over the railing and down towards the ground floor.

Augusta sent two pin-point hexes after him, and in a display of athletics for someone so old ran forward and jumped off the railing herself. She used magic to slow down her descend and touched down mere minutes after Slider, only to find nothing. He had disappeared without a trace; she saw the marks her two hexes made just beside her. So Slider must be here somewhere close by, she hadn't stopped her thought process when four hexes came from four different directions towards her, normally she would have apparated but due to the powerful anti-apparition wards she had to compromise, she ducked to the left to avid the first spell aimed at her, the sofa before her rose up to intercept the second one which got completely destroyed, she had just enough time to turn her wand around and deflect third one towards the ceiling where it blew up and created a big hole, But she was not fast enough for the fourth one which hit her in the side sending her flying towards wall.

Augusta knew that she had a few broken ribs, internal bleeding and that her right hand was broken, she willed her magic to heal her and felt it responding. In the meantime she heard clapping, on the opposite side of the hall she saw Slider come out of a disillusionment spell, he didn't seem to have any injuries.

"Well done Mrs.Longbottom you are an excellent dueler, it is a shame that the dark Lord has ordered your execution, your talents would have been useful for the dark lord."

"I would never join the dark lord, he is the most disgusting being on earth, you death eaters are all the same, and you are too cowardly to fight face to face" gasped Augusta with some difficulty she could feel her body healing.

"Booom, boooooom, booooooom, crack"

The sounds started to get more frequent, she was just about ready to launch a surprise attack on Slider when with a loud crash the wards fell, her eyes widened and she saw Sliders eyes widen as well she jumped forward and raised her hand in that second she felt as though time slowed down she saw Sliders hand rise in slow motion a shout of "nooooo" coming from his lips, she watched a piece of railing fall towards the ground, she thought she heard the sound of apparition, before the entire room was lit by the light of spells. When the dust cleared the beaten and mangled body Augusta Longbottom lay on one side of the hall while slider stood on the other side holding his shoulder which was bleeding while glaring at the new comer standing in the centre of the room.

The new comer didn't seem to be fazed by Sliders glare. "She was mine, you should not have interfered" spat Slider at the new comer.

"You should have followed through with the plan" said the new comer "she should be dead by now" he said pointing a finger at Augusta.

"I know what I am doing Sebastian, I don't need you to baby-sit me"

"It doesn't matter now go back to headquarters I'll finish up here"

Slider glared at Sebastian then turned his eyes on Mrs.Longbottom, "is she dead"

"No I don't think so, but she will be very soon" said Sebastian looking at her "I poisoned her"

Sliders eyes widened when he heard that, his eyes focused on the long tube like object in Sebastian's hands then focused on the dart sticking out of Augusta Longbottoms neck.

Augusta felt immense pain as she lay on the floor but she still listened to the two death eaters talking but she became wide awake when one of them mentioned poisoning her. She raised her bruised hand and pulled out the dart from her neck, they must have noticed because the room became silent. When she opened her eyes she only saw an unfamiliar man dressed in black robes, she deduced him to be Sebastian, what he said next confirmed what she had thought.

"Hello, Mrs.Longbottom, my name is Sebastian" he said as he came and knelt before her "I would love to have a chat with you but I am on a tight schedule, could you tell me where your grandson is" all Augusta could do was to turn her head away from him because her whole body was paralyzed.

"Come now Mrs.Longbottom I asked you nicely, it would save you a lot of pain, if you just tell me where your grandson is" said Sebastian "I'll even promise you a painless death"

It was then that a shining silver figure appeared before both of them it took a few second for Augusta to realize that it was a corporal patronus, after a second a female voice filled the room coming from the patronus.

"I've found the boy, I repeat, I have found the boy, he was in the green house, and I've sealed him with the tornado compression spell" the message ended and the patronus vanished.

The words 'tornado compression spell' kept repeating it self inside her head, an indescribable fear gripped her heart with a heart wrenching sadness. It was one of the most dangerous spells used by assassins to kill group of people in a certain room once used there were only a handful of ways you could escape, it was first created for commercial purposes but as in most cases it was twisted to be used in killing. A miniature tornado would appear in the middle of the room and suck everything into it then everything would be compressed. The only thing that would be left is matter the size of a ping pong ball. Anger started to surface in her heart. She heard Sebastian laughing and felt her anger sour.

"You animals" screamed Augusta Longbottom "he was only a boy a scared little boy" she sobbed, her grandson had little chance, and sadness clouded her mind.

Then suddenly as though giving light to those in the darkness an idea popped into her mind. She closed her eyes and concentrated on everything she had on the wards she could feel them scattered and broken. She started to gather them around and absorb their energy in one last spell she opened her eyes and looked directly at Sebastian before releasing her spell. She felt a bit satisfied when she saw a flicker of fear in his eyes. A silver ball of energy exploded outward from her destroying everything within a hundred meters of her. Sebastian was blown back and landed outside the mansion although the explosion was powerful he did not seem to be hurt. He got up and dusted himself "witch" he cursed "messed up my best robe" he muttered. When he looked at the mansion one part of it was in rubble.

He raised his wand towards the sky and a second latter the dark mark flouted in the sky, bearing down upon the Longbottom mansion. He knew all the others would have return to the headquarters when they saw the mark. He raised his wand again and a giant fire ball consumed the mansion, Satisfied that his work was done he apparated away. Not knowing that he had forgotten something that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Longbottom Mansion lay in rubble, the fires of its destruction dancing in the wind, what was once a quiet house now becomes a graveyard. But from within this destruction something magnificent lay buried. Sebastian may be a cold hearted killer but even he cannot stand against fate, for this night fate intervened. Augusta Longbottom killed herself and destroyed her house not to kill Sebastian; most of her power was focused on another location, the green house. With the last of her breath she destroyed the walls of the green house and in doing so cancelled the tornado spell.

Slowly stones start to shake within the ruin that is the green house, like a phoenix rising from the flames of its own destruction a body appeared from within the rubble, it slowly started to crawl away from the destruction. Once free from the fires that did not seem to do much damage it took a deep breath and let out a scream of rage, a sound that was not human, a sound of a long lost creature of unknown.

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It was almost midnight when Harry stood outside in a deserted part of London he had a busy day he had visited an eye clinic to replace his glasses they were the same as his old ones but in a different color, they were also slightly shaded black, it was just in case someone came after him. He had also bought a new watch, to replace his old ones. Both his old things had to be used for something important.

Harry sighed as he looked at the stars 'mar's is bright tonight' he thought to himself with a pained smile. He knew it was time; his journey would start now, he would not see the wizarding world for sometime.

His expression became determined as he turned and walked into the shadows of London, Harry potter would disappear that night but it would not be known for a while, but one thing was certain the dark ages were upon the wizarding world, they will not have the pillars of the light to protect them.