Tittle: Fate Refined
HP disclaimer: I do not own H.P. characters of this story.
History disclaimer: I do not own any of the other characters, myths, legends, nor any other things that flow with history, they belong to various other companies, persons, and what not.
Rating: pending, recommended M
Summery: Harry is living the life of a Werewolf, Dumbledore finds out about Harry moving away as well as being a werewolf. Remus invites the Weasleys to visit. And tons of other things, such as fate being reprimanded. Also, is Dumbledore really who he say's he is? read on.
A/N: remember, Harry and Harold are basically the same people with different personalities. For convenience sake, I'll have to have Tonks nine years younger than Lupin.
A/N2: god, I just realised that I write in small sections, barly even a screen's worth of story per section...maybe I fear info-overload. makes no sense though since these chapters are 10k words each.
Chance, Circumstances, and Nightmares
Chapter 3
*please note, the story may be incomplete, for i have decided to just upload the thing. I will read over it again later to fix these errors and addon or take off.
"Hey Harry, how are you?"
Harry looked up, and seen the same guy that had taken him out of the cupboard. For some reason, he was pulled toward the guy, even after knowing only his name. He knew he should have said something, yet all he did was just smile a litte, even then it felt fake. After all these years of living with the Dursley's, it was a little hard for him to actually trust anyone, mainly adults. Harry, say something, your making him uncomtherble.
"Erm...Hi Mr. Lupin, I'm good, I guess...how are you?" Harry asked, still untrusting of him by default of just meeting him, despite the werewolf tendencies.
"Good as to be expected Harry." he answered with a shrug. Although the awkardness was gone, there still seemed to be something else bothering Remus. "Harry, did you know that you have other cousins?" although a random question it was still a question.
Having thinking it over Harry answered. "Not that I know of...why? Do I have another family somewhere else?" Do I really have anyone else to go to all this time?
Remus knew that although Harry was young, and was a wizard, he knew little about any other family he had. "Well, your aunt Petunia had Twins, they are staying at an orphanage not far from Private Drive. They are both sisters, the caretakers there say that they are under no circumstances to be adopted to anyone other than you, should something happen to them." He noticed that Harry bowed his head, something he seems to be doing as far as I have seen "They too are magical."
It was then he noticed Harry's shoulders shake, although it was almost unnoticable, Remus knew better. James was exactly the same way, only showing little to no emotions when he was like this.
The mediwitch came in later with more potion, Remus recognised it as the Wolfsbane potion. She seen that Harry was sleeping so she hooked up an IV that was attached to the vile upsidedown. She checked him over before nodding and leaving. That was all there was too it.
Later in the day Harry awoke, "Harry, the healers say it is ok for you to leave for the night, provided you keep taking this potion they will give hourly. We are to go to the ministry to register you as a werewolf." Remus' voice cracking a little at the last parts of his speech, yet continued. "Also, we are to go to the Werewolf society and request that you become my ward and cub."
If even possible Remus turned even more paler at that thought than Harry having to register as a werewolf. Harry seemed to be catching on to the facial features. "Remus...Why do we have to fo to the werewolf community?"
"Harry...You have to understand, that the Werewolf community is different from the Wizarding or Muggles..." Remus managed to get out. Remus spent the next half hour explaining everything to Harry about the Werewolf System, it was a Aristocracy, where the head was there due to wealth, influence, power, and one who takes down the leader.
From what Harry had seen, there was no working Government in the wizarding world, it worked by wealth, popularity, and "the highest bidder it seemed" Harold seemed to like coming out of nowhere. At this point Remus was telling how many Death Eaters bought their ways out.
"Harold...what does he mean by binding us to him as his cub?" Harry asked mentally while listening to Remus talk.
"It means just that, but in the Wizarding world it usually has to to with taking a bit of blood and adding it to a potion...I'm not sure what it means for werewolves. Though I'm willing to bet it involves blood..." With that Harold started to think things over, leaving Harry with Remus and the images of any rituals involving blood for company.
Now I wished I never seen those shows Dudley watched... Harry though miserably as he thought of the many things that evolve the use of blood. Including one that involves using a ritual dagger to cut ones throat and spilling blood.
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Dumbledore was pleased at how things were going his ways, though it had taken a few weeks he had effectively erased Ginny Weasley as the girl-who-also-lived. It would've been a scandal if he hadn't done so, his only plan was to make sure the boy survived, he never anticipated the Weasley's being there, nor the Longbottoms. Everyone had their memories slightly modified, so that only a few words would trigger the memories, and no one knew them but him.
Unknown to him, his plans were slowly being foiled by old ghosts of the future that passed by.
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Once they got to the ministry visitor entrance Remus turned to Harry. "Harry, I'm going to do a few changes to your face, it won't hurt I promise." he said hastily at the look on his face. After Harry nodded he performed a few changes to his features, he now looked a little different, along with his hair color which was now a more dark brown than jet black, and his eyes were now James hazel brown mixed with amber.
Nodding at his work they stepped inside the phone booth. Harold smirked as Remus dialed the numbers spelling out 'MAGIC' Some things will never change.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, Please state your Name and business." the cool female voice said to them through the receiver.
"Remus Lupin and Harry Potter, here for Custody." Remus said in a slight monotone.
"Thank you, please collect your badges with your name." with that two badges came out of the coin dispenser. Harry looked at his and was surprised to see that it had his name on it.
Harry Potter
Custody
As they put them on the female voice resounded again. "Please give your wand to the security receptionist at the end of the Atrium, thank you."
With that the phone booth started to descend. Harry didn't know what to expect, maybe an entire city of people moving about or something like that.
What he seen was not what he was expecting, the Atrium was like a huge walk way surrounded by a fountain of an old wizard, a witch, a centaur, and a house elf. There were tons of witches and wizards bustling around it going to places unknown to Harry. Everything was just wonderful looking in Harry's eyes, that is until he noticed that people were moving and avoiding him and Remus.
"Erm...Remus, why are they avoiding us?" he asked, still a little taken aback by the others, he also noticed that some looked at him and Lupin in disgust.
At this Remus looked a little uncomfortable and a little angry. "Because Harry, They don't like me because I'm a werewolf. Most likely they think the same as you since your wearing your cousins cast offs." that last was almost a growl. "Don't worry about it though, as long as they don't think you are the 'boy-who-lived' you'll be fine." He handed his wand to the front desk security guard. Who in turn tried to get the process done as fast as he could before handing the wand back like it would bite him any second. They continued to the lifts, as they walked into an empty one everyone save a few others stepped into it. One of them were Arthur Weasley and a few others who had scars on their faces that looked like claw marks.
"Fredrick," Remus nodded to a young looking guy who had scars on their arms. "Any news on Finrer?"
Fredrick just rubbed his eyes tiredly before sighing his answer "Remus, you know by now that Finrer can easily slip our sights. By the time we figure out where he'll be next full moon, he'll be long gone by the time we get to him." As Fred looked over at Remus he noticed that Harry was with him. "And who is this? Another one of Greyback's?"
"Yeah, another one, but this one is a special case." At this he nodded towards Harry's forehead where there was a fient lightning bolt scar, just barely covered by a glamour. They all knew Arthur Weasley was trying to be inconspicuoius while he was looking at Harry. One of the other guys pressed the stop button on the lift as Remus turned to . "Arthur, I trust that you'll keep whatever you hear or see a secret. There is no need to stress the importance of this is there?" He didn't want to do this but he let a small amount of the werewolf out, making his eyes more amber than before.
"N-No, we're fine, no one will know." Arthur stuttered after seeing the amber in the werewolves eyes, each of them sans Harry had that look.
"Good, now Fredrick, I'll see you guys at the council?" There were many nervous glances, this was not the only time that they had to have a meeting for adoption and custody over a werewolf that was bitten and abandoned. Every full moon, there is at least one or two people that are bitten, mostly by Finrer Greyback, that have to go through the ritual of custody if the person did not want to be under Finrer's pack. Although most of them were children and teenagers, the children almost never survive the custody, and the teens join his pack half of the time. Meaning that a marginal few actually leave Greyback alive.
The elevator started moving after he said this. From there they spent the next few hours, along with a few wolfbane potions, filling out custody papers. Harry Potter was now Harry Potter-Lupin, going by James Lillison for identity issues that will surly arise should the world find out about his infliction.
"James? Can you wait outside for a few minutes while I talk to Madam Bones? Thanks" Remus asked while closing the door after he nodded. "Alright Madam Bones,"
"Please Mr. Lupin, call me Amelia, Madam Bones makes me feel old." She said with a smile.
"Only if you call me Remus. Now we don't have much time Amelia as you well know. So I'll get to the point. Dumbledore will most likely be looking for Ha-James some time. So I'd appreciate if you can give him the run-around for me." Seeing her look of confusion and disbelief he continued. "I don't know how, but He fits into this one way or another. He knew there was a leak with information as well as a leak of the...a leak of the...Damn him!" he started swearing under his breath for a second before huffing. "Apparently he has a secrecy charm placed on us."
Now this peaked her interest. "Secrecy charm? This must be big if he is using those." she continued muttering about it for a moment before continuing. "I'll see how long I can stall him with a fake paper trail, and what not, but I want to know why the run around some time in the future." With that Remus left the office.
It was almost three o' clock in the afternoon when they left the ministry, from there they flooed straight to the Werewolf enlistment center where Remus had to fill out more papers for the Werewolf council to be held before full moon, which was few hours away. Although every half-hour Harry had to take the wolfsbane potion to lessen the pain of the transformation, also to lessen the fatality of the first transformation. That didn't' stop the restlessness that came before every transformation however, as Harry was pacing around and doing some nervous ticks he always done when he was put in the cupboard such as running his hand through his hair making it messier or rubbing his neck.
When they were finally finished the full moon was only an hour away. Harry was paler than usual, and from what he heard he had to do in order to become Lupin's ward he had to battle with another werewolf that has been through at least a years worth of transformations, assuming that he lived past the transformation that is. According to Werewolf Rights, you had to dominate another werewolf in order to void the dominance that Finrer had over other werewolves. He didn't have to win per'se, but he had to be alive when they come to check on him in the morning.
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Harry stood in a circular room that had many runes running along it, most likely to reinforce the structure from the beating that will take place in just a short hour.
Harry...Do you want me to take the first few transformations?
Wha? Harry was very nervous and to the point of attacking anyone with anxiety.
Do you want me to be the werewolf for the first few times? Harold asked again, more so in a statement. You'll only feel the after effects.
Please? The moon was only minutes away from appearing over the mountains tha surrounded the area. They could hear many men and women screaming in agony of the transformations, and those from miles away howling to the moon.
Harry's posture changed from meek to alert, even his body scent changed a bit. The guy across the room instantly stood straighter, as if sensing something different. Looking Harold straight in the eyes which now held so much knowledge and power,it was unnerving. "Who are you?" It was then that the moon decided to make an appearance. It peaked from the mountains, shinning in through the roof windows.
The effect was instantaneous, they both fell to the ground, howling in agony, more so for Harry. It was worse than when he had been hit with a muscle strecher hex, every muscle in his body started to rip apart to rearrange itself. That wasn't even half of it, his bones started breaking, cracking, and popping out of place before they started to rearrange themselves and elongating. He never noticed the hair that was growing at an alarming rate, his face started morphing to form a snout and change into that of a wolf. It seemed like hours before it ended, he had retained most of his mind, before something started to happen, something was fighting Harold for dominance.
Harold couldn't figure out what it was, so he started to fight back. No matter what he tried it always seemed to anticipate his every move. Before he could do anything he felt himself get pushed back against the wall. Looking up he forgot about his battle with the other werewolf. Deciding to just run for it, he rolled to the left as the battle inside his mind intensified. The next few hours showed Harold dodging and rolling, it was about two in the morning when he decided to just give up the battle for now with the internal struggle since it was making him weaker and slower. He decided it was better to just let the wolf take over, for he was far too exhausted and wanted to just submit to the wolf, what he didn't count on was his strength returning to him in tenfold and a triamphet howl.
The other werewolf hesitated senses fully on edge as he felt a change within the other one. From controlled to a totally primal animal. It seemed to have hesitated too long as the younger one sped at him trapping him to the wall by its throat. They both were locked into an intense starring contest, it lasted for five minutes before the older one looked away, with that the younger one dropped him and howled into the night.
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When morning came Remus, tired and sore, stood anxiously next to another person who was tired as well, opening the door to one of the many combat rooms. When it finally opened they expected to see Harry either dead or very bashed up. What they seen however was Harry laying there sleeping, as the other guy was worse for wear. When questioned later the older guy wouldn't say and Harry couldn't remember much from the transformation.
Life went on from there as the transformations got easier to handle. Harry made many friends, his own pack from other kids that were bitten. Two of them were twins, although when they transformed they had different colored fur. One of them was a girl who was 10, she reminded Remus of Lily at times, though she looked completely different from her, with black hair and blue eyes. The other kid was in his teens, he used to be muggle, until he ran into one of Finrer's members by accident, he looked more like a younger version of Remus.
They were all extremely loyal to Harry, more so when he helped them with the transformations and caring for them. People in the Werewolf Community were starting to see that there is more ways to lessen the pain of transformations. It was like Finrer's jests against them and his taunting in battles, you must accept the wolf for what it is, embrace it! Yet there was more to it that just imbracing the wolf, you have to work with it, balance it out. *but we'll leave that for another time*
One night three months later.
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WARNING! EXPLICIT CONTENT, DON'T READ FOR THOSE OF WEAK STOMACHS!
Harry was watching a huge battle between teenagers and men in dark robes shot lights at each other. It was chaos, it was like those American Fourth of July, blues, greens, reds, and yellows. It was crazy. Looking around he seen a blonde girl shooting tons of spells at the ground around her and her opponent, changing grass to stone slabs to protect her or turning the air around her opponent to ice and flinging it at him.
Every where he looked there were teenagers and what looked like soldiers trying to push back the Black Robed men. Death Eaters...The one leading them seemed to be a crazed lady who had wondered off somewhere once the battle started.
Another look showed a red headed young man in a rage shooting red beams left, right, and center; his spells causing an area wide effect of blasted ground and sharpenel. As he watched the man he noticed tears running down his face, before a huge wave of fire fanned out of his wand obscuring the view as many of the Dark Robed people screamed in agony.
He himself was firing them at a random opponent. To say he was shocked would've been the understatement of the century, he had seen some kid that was about 14 years old get his neck sliced by a spell to the point where you could see the spinal bones. He felt stinging in his eyes as he watched the kid crumple, but his head turned to look elsewhere. The next sight was almost enough to make him puke, there twitching and screaming on the ground was someone that was maybe 17 or 18 years old on fire. Someone, a crazy looking woman holding a wand to the teen with a crazy glint in her eyes. He quickly raised his wand, not knowing what he was doing, before a green lightning bolt came out of it striking the woman sending her flying. He ran over to the person on fire, slowing his pace, he once again raised his wand, the person looked up at him still screaming, but behind those eyes was a cold calm begging for death. He did not disappoint, he once again fired a green lightning bolt at the agonized person, before water shot out of his wand tip putting out the flames.
Harry wanted it to end, even before he had seen the burning person.
Glancing up again, he seen that most of the teenagers were down, the black robed figures were storming up the grounds to a building that looked like a military bunker, it was almost ruins now, half of the structure had collapsed some time ago. He felt his hands wrap around a necklace murmuring some words, before he knew it what was left of the defending force disappeared.
He just wanted it to end...
Harry seen the black cloaked men cheer and raid the building, he didn't know why, but he had a cold smirk on his face. He took out a rock that had many symbols on it, throwing it a small distance away he took aim. Waiting for the last one to enter, he shot a red beam at the rock effectively destroying it. Looking up he heard an explosion, followed by fire coming out of the windows. Seconds later many anguished screaming, he seen some people jumping out of the windows on the lower floors on fire. He knew, somehow, that he had just released an unending fire that will consume everything for the next mile, and that many invisible walls came up to stop anyone from leaving a two mile circle from the building unless they had a special earring.
He just wanted it to end, and now it had...
Harry disappeared after saying a few select words, taking the dead teens with him by portkey to a selected destination. The nightmare had just ended, he woke up screaming.
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Remus Lupin was staring at his new charge, Harry Potter. Most of the time he's just sitting there concentrating on Merlin knows what. It seemed that he was always a loner, even to this day. What was stranger was that Harry would wake up screaming some nights if not four times a week. Maybe it was an after effect from being raised by those people. Speaking of them, he thought angrily, they seemed to have matured him beyond his years, when he made friends...it didn't seem like they were like kids. Remus thought about it for a few seconds before deciding that it is useless to think on these types of things.
Sure he had friends, but they all acted as if though he was a leader of some sort, the alpha of the group. What he needed was friends that he could play with that don't share the same burden he does. He vaugly remembered a family of redheads, smiling at the thought he decided to make a letter inviting them to come over. Remus knew that any other time recently is a bad time since full moon was just days away. And what better time for a visit than Harry's birthday?
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Harry was having a good time, even if he couldn't stand full moons or the week during it. Despite that he had friends, friends that would stay with him until either he died or decided to leave. Harold on the other hand was going livid that things weren't going right, not to mention he had bunk inside Harry's mind with the werewolf. The only good point of it all was that there were no more Dursleys, and that he was staying with his guardian Remus Lupin. The way it should've been...without being a werewolf that is... Harold thought as he again had to calm the wolf down from flaring at someone that was annoying Harry.
For the last four years all Harry knew was that he had to clean and cook. Along with follow any whim that the Dursleys asked, no commanded of him. Any time his magic flared for a second he was punished harshly, when things happen on accident such as any day occurrence he was to blame. Every time he done the slightest wrong he was hit and belittled.
Now however when anything went wrong if he done accidental magic, he was praised for it and the problem fixed. Any little wrong, was given a small lecture and forgiven. The only ones to belittle him were the bad werewolves that bully around the 'fresh' ones. In all he finally had friends, was actually normal despite being in a werewolf community. And was currently living with one of his father's best friends.
"Harold? Can I ask you a question; you don't have to answer it right away though..." Harry asked one night, a week away from the full moon.
After a few moments, "What's the question?"
Harry hesitated for a second, trying to find the right words for it. "Why?"
Intrigued and yet confused Harold asked "Why what?"
"Why did you come back? You know full well that you have to relive what you've gone through...so why?" Harry asked, It has taken me ages to figure it out, but now I know... "Why did you come back here?"
Harold froze, if he had any blood his face would've drained of it. "How do you know if I am from the future? I could be an imaginary friend or something like that." Bad move...
"Harold, I'm not stupid!" From there Harold explained what happened and what will happen in the coming years.
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The dam had finally broke, and the fates were not happy campers, they indescreatly decided to play with his life by setting up doubt and envy into a member of his pact. They even let the old man see that Harry was no longer under his wards, nor his thumb. They decided to leave the red head alone, seeing that she wasn't causing too much trouble in this timeline.
Chance, being the entity he was, was watching them from a distance, yet listening to their plans. He had suspected the three of injustice since the original Harry Potter timeline. He had a good chuckle once he found out that one of his friends decided to write a series about him, omitting details where needed of course. Yet from that timeline, things have progressively changed for the worst ever since then. Doing everything he could to help Harry each time, one would think that he was trying to replace the Fates.
He had given more chances to each Harry, yet half of the time it was Luck that helped him with his personal quest. More than once did Luck have to intervene when it seemed that some chances would end up killing the guy. Yet the Fates were oblivious to his changes.
This was the last straw according to him, he had enough proof to take to the higher ups. With a nod to himself he done just that, he silently left the room to call court. He walked through double doors made of gold. "Excuse me High Council, I believe I have some information that requests your attention." Everyone in the room looked down at him from their daises and seats. Most of them with expectant looks, others with that look that said 'I know-what-you-want-but-lets-hear-you-say-it', Chance fidgeted a little bit before continuing. "The Moara have been overstepping their boundaries with the 'Harry Potter Timelines' without regard for regulations..." Chance started presenting his case to the High Council.
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Mrs. Potter's Thoughts.
Speaking of Ginny, she was subtly teaching her younger self wandless magic. The youngest Weasley was using it to follow her older brother's footsteps, and become a prankster at heart. Its strange...Percy was always the honest one, always strict...it's strange seeing him pull pranks on the twins and Bill. Even stranger is that Charlie is the oldest one.
'Rose' Walked through the house at night time, being the summer holidays she stopped in front of each of her older brother's doors, only to remember that Charlie was now sleeping where Bill should be. Yet some things never change... She thought, Charlie had told her earlier that he was going to be a Dragon Keeper somewhere in Romania.
There was tons of things going through her mind, one of the primary ones was that Harry had gone and gotten bitten by a werewolf. It was one thing that could happen to him considering his past. As she walked up the stairs, she noticed that Scabbers was scurrying downstairs. There was also that huge problem to deal with.
Peter Pettigrew wouldn't know what hit him when she would strike, that and she could also make him attack at any given point. One advantage she found out was that she still retained her magic and her wandless abilities. This of course led to her being exhausted at times she used them in the past. Her plan started to formulate in her head, she would have Ginny in the same room with her alone and 'Scabbers', she would then force him to transform back into his human form. Knowing from Harry before they went back was that he attacked them before they subdued him. This time shouldn't be any different; of course she would have to have her father and Charley there with them to make sure that he doesn't escape.
Rose chuckled to herself, Ron sure isn't getting a break in this, I think he's starting to learn that he isn't the only one with problems. Ginny had pulled various pranks that involved Molly yelling at him to think about others. Also Ginny had done tons of things in the last year or so that involved Ron learning about other people's problems, and that there are others that are worse off than him.
One plan had them all walking down the street in muggle london, where there were those that lived on the street. Of course they hurried past them, Ron being Ron asked why they were living on the street as they passed a small family sitting around a bag that had some muggle money in it. Molly pulled on Ron's ear and started digging into him to keep his mouth shut, after the shopping trip was over he got a long berating for insensitive questions. It didn't seem as if anything effected him, yet she knew, he was always in his room or outside, mulling things over. Maybe there is hope for him afterall.
Rose stepped back into Ginny's room, it all seemed too strange, that close to a thousand years has passed and she had learned many things. The Weasley family was as old as the Malfoy, which wasn't that old, maybe a hundred years, but that was it...The Potter line was strange as well, it dated back to over three hundred. Although not much is known past 150 years. It was as if though someone had decided to cover everything up.
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(AN: I find it amusing that almost everyone describes Dumble's instruments like this segment does)
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, in contempt glaring at the paper work that needs to be done. It was when he picked up the first papers when one of his instruments started whirring to life, while others started to puff out black smoke, most of them stopped functioning altogether. Only he knew this crazy system better than anyone else, and what was going on was not good at all.
He ran over to the fireplace, and made an emergency call to an old squib.
"Arabella! Are you here?" Albus shouted into the house. I hope it isn't some death eater attack... or something, hopefully not Riddle.
"Professor? What is the meaning of this?" An old lady asked, while rubbing her hands together with a towel.
"It's about Harry, have you seen him lately?" He almost shouted, yet kept a calm voice.
"Headmaster? I thought you knew? The Aurors came and took him away along with the Dursleys. They were all over the Muggle News for child abuse." She had a confused yet concerned look on her face a moment later. "Headmaster? Are you alright?"
"Mrs. Figg, where are the Dursleys being held at? Do you know?" He was having a very hard time not letting his emotions show. She seemed to think it over, "Please, I must know."
"I have no Idea, you'll have to ask the Aurors." She was taken aback by his attitude. With his information Dumbledore left the Floo before activating it agian. "Ministry of Magic!" with that he was in a swirl of green fire and spinning around in the various fire places.
He walked out of the emerald flames, cutting a path through the people as they made way from him. He took no notice as he impatiently handed his wand to the security desk manager. Once he had his wand he quickly walked to the lifts, heading to the DMLE office. Like before, those that got in his way quickly stepped out of it, he was oblivious to it all. Once he stepped into the lifts he went to the floor of the DMLE offices, he was a little irritated that there was only one speed on the thing.
After an agonizing three minutes of waiting, due to everyone that got in and out of the lift he was finally on the right floor. He started to head for Madam Bones's office to speak with her about the Dursleys, when he gets his information he'll just obliviate her and any files. When he got there however, she had her office jointed with her assistant, and a few other Aurors as guards. "Ah, Amelia, how nice to see you, I'd like to ask you a few questions concerning some important people, alone if you please." he said with his eyes twinkling away as he looked pointedly at the others.
Amelia Bones looked up from her paper work, knowing Dumbledore would try something like this eventually, so she had it all planned out. "I'm sorry Dumbledore, but whatever you have to ask you'll have to ask it here, there was a new bill passed that states that whatever information requested must be given under the witness of the Head of the DMLE and said Head's assistant and at least one other person of law enforcement. Now, then what is the question?" with that she started to shuffle papers at random, looking them over and signing few.
The twinkle vanished almost immediately, he vaguely remembered saying 'aye' to this bill, at the time he thought it was doing good for him to approve. Now it was more a hindrence than anything. "I was wondering if you can provide help in looking for a missing person."
If Amelia wasn't good at hiding her emotions she would've been gaping. Remus was right...Dumbledore is predictable. "Well, we'll need to know who we are looking for. As well as a description of the person we are looking for." With that she grabbed a peice of parchment and a quill.
"I'm sorry, but this is a very private matter Amelia..."
"You must go through the proper channels Headmaster Dumbledore. The Laws are written for a reason, and you will do well to remember them. Now if you have a missing persons report then file it now or you can leave this office." She went back to reading boring reports as she waited for a response.
"I am Supreme Mugwump, and Holder of Merlin First Class, I ask that you meet me in private for this discussion." He said in a calm voice that was a demand.
"That is the Law Supreme Mugwump Dumbledore, if you can't provide me with a name and description then please leave."
"But Amelia..."
"Now, if you excuse me, I have to go meet the new Auror Trainees. Good day Headmaster." Amelia Bones was hard pressed to hide her smirk. Now I know why politics is fun. She stood up after a few minutes of shuffling papers around and signing a few, intending to go over the Aurors.
Dumbledore was seething inside, he now had to either find Harry himself or let the whole Ministry, then the Wizarding World know that he had lost Harry Potter. That would just not due. Deciding to do this job as quick as he can he went straight down to the records department.
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Nymphadora Tonks stood nervously with a few others that had managed to pass the entrance exams. They had demanded Outstanding in your OWLs in certain areas, such as potions, which sadly only included her and two others from her year at Hogwarts. In all it was just her that managed to pass the exams out of the three, along with four others from the French ministry. Rumor had it that they had to duel Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody in order to become a auror, or at least last five minutes against him. Of course these were just the entrance exams, she didn't know if she'll last the training.
The door opened up admitting Amelia Bones and Head Auror Rufus, each of them carrying various files and papers. Stopping a few feet in front of them Amelia stepped up to address them. "Congratulations, you are now Auror Trainees, when I call your name you will come forward and get your first assignment of the day, as well as your list of supplies you'll be needing. Auror Trainee Will Bangalot, you are now part of the Trainees, come forward...Auror Trainee Juan DuPont..."
For the next eight minutes she called up everyone, leaving Tonks standing there alone as the others started congratulating each other on getting in. "That is all Auror Trainees, you are dismissed..." The others looked at each other and back at Nymphadora before leaving confused. Poor Tonks was left there with the other two wondering if she had somehow failed.
"Nymphadora Tonks, please step forward..." It sounded like an execution to her, but she done so. "Congratulations, you are now under the training of Alastor Moody, you have been promoted to train with him on all basic and advanced field work. It is a high honor to work with him, don't disappoint us." With that Tonks was given a file and a list of supplies she was to get. "Dismissed."
Stunned she thanked them and walked out the door. Not even ten steps away she hears someone say "Stupefy!" she immediately ducks as she turns to return fire, only to see her instructor standanding there smirking. "CONSTANT VIGILANCE! So you're the one that drew the short straw eh! Well let's get a move on Lass!" She noticed that 'Mad-eye' had a noticeable limp on him*1, leaving her wondering if he was even up to par with dueling. She would learn quickly not to question his dueling and stamina.
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As time went on, Harold told Harry his life story, even sharing his memories with the kid. There were considerable gaps between his past and this one's future. Even though he made most of them, some of them were not of his creation. For instance being bitten by Greyback. Harry remembered clearly what he had to do in order to become Remus's cub, or his official ward. It was painful sure, but it wasn't too bad considering that he wasn't under Finrer's hold anymore.
Remus? wonder what he's up to...Harold thought as he seen his honorary uncle talking to someone through the floo network. As he got closer he heard them talking.
"..Arthur, I know that Harry would love your wife's cooking, maybe you can bring those sons and daughter of yours over to visit and maybe get Harry to actually play with them. He is after all only 7 years old, he needs friends, not allies, that is how he is treated mostly around here anyway."
"I don't know Remus, I mean bringing my family to a Werewolf Community? Would if Finrer is there?" the concerned voice of Arthur was heard.
"Hmm, you have a point there...Ok, how about this we'll all met at the leaky cauldron?" Harry shrugged his shoulders before he continued walking and remembering his other life before being forced to live over and over for a period of a thousand years.
A thousand years... He thought bitterly, One thousand years spent trying to defy the fates, and this is what it takes, to become a werewolf and bring my wife into the mess of my life. Harry had intimately knew his grandparents; Though they never knew me, I doubt they even knew I existed, and what not for the past hundred or so generations. Yet he still has yet to fully figure out his wife. Harry straightened out his posture, If it means I have to wait another thousand years, then so be it. Harry walked through the door to Harry's room, sitting down on the chair loosing himself to his thoughts and memories of the past. His only way of sleeping and resting.
Although it was said that the only way a ghost could be sleeping was to cross over, idly he thought Funny that, I've died many times, yet here I am. Strange that the portraits and ghosts could see me but not anyone with a beating heart. He remembered that from when the portrait of Godrick said hi to him, he asked if anyone else was able to see him, the portrait replied no. From there he discovered that they were bound to not speak of him or any others. The Fates, it seems, have been very busy...
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"And that proves that they cannot be trusted with any type of power no more. I've had to intervene most of the time to set things right, as witnesses I have lady Luck help me, also with retired Fortune and Fauna." With that Chance had them called in to give testimony. The Council had already made the decision and were listening to the evidence and story told by the others. They too had found the Fates to be untrustworthy. The High Council had seen that they had taken one of the Harry Potters and Ginny Weasley, putting them in dangerous contact to the Harry/Hermione worlds. Had it not been for their direct intervention Harry and Ginny would've died long ago since that Harry would've been bonded to Hermione.
What mortals didn't know was that every universe was in a system, in this case Harry/Ginny Potter were supposed to go back in time to fix everything, yet the Fates sent them to the edge of the HpGw Universe which is closely linked to the HHr Universe. In some cases Harry had both Ginny and Hermione as his mates. It is unheard of to set those bonded already to be bonded with another separate soul. This of course was set of due to certain circumstances, such as the plot called Half-Animal, Half Man done by some fate that went by the name of Nebkreb, in the end Harry was happy with both Nymphadora and Ginny. Once he had been a Fate, and by his works, he got promoted instead of retired, it was his works from mortal to supreme councilman of this sector of the Harry Potter world. It had been the last fifty cases that had brought the attention of the council to the frauds, upon investigation they have seen that Chance and few others have tried to fix them back up to par in the last one-hundred or so cases.
There was plenty of cases of bad Fates, but when it came to it, they were always caught first thing. However, they never noticed until Fortune was recruited to help Chance.
When all was said and done, this was the biggest screw up since a plethora of minute glimpses into the Harry Potter realm known as one shots to those fan-fiction writers.
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(AN: I do not know how things work in British prison systems so will just make it up as I go along)
Remus paced back and forth in his room, deeply thinking about the other two Dursleys that Harry didn't know about. From what he heard, Vernon Dursley was getting it rough with his bunk mate and other cell partners. He had also heard he got solitary confinement on his third day there, for his own safety. Although the reason was because it was a friday he was put in, therefore it was monday when they got him out of there a little worse for ware. Although the trial was postponed from some reason or another for a later date. He heard nothing about Petunia Dursley as of yet, nor Dudley Dursley.
Finally coming to a decision he dissaparated to the nearest phone to call a friend up. "Hello? Is this the Conway Residence?"
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"We're going to the Leaky Cauldron? Why?" Bill asked as he stared from one parent to the other. "I mean we could buy our school supplies early, but we haven't even got our book list yet."
"We're meeting a friend of the family, also to meet his new son he adopted. Do you remember Remus Lupin?" Arthur asked as he fastened his cloak. "Well he adopted a kid a few months back. Now I want you all to remember that Remus will be tired most of the day, along with his son. They have traveled a long way to meet us."
"Well how come they didn't just floo to the leaky cauldron? Or get there by portkey?" Ron asked as they walked out the door to the Ford Angelina that Arthur had bought a few years back. "They wouldn't be tired would they?"
"Ronald Weasley, they may be coming the same way we do. Or they might be saving for emergencies." Molly started her long speech about using the floo for emergencies as well as the Knight Bus. Although everyone knew that it was just another way of saying that they could be poor as well. When she was finished they were already half way to London. The rest of the time was spent laughing at stories and jokes.
When they got to the Leaky Cauldron they were far more cheerier than before, even the Twins, who were usually down to earth and serious had smiles. When they looked around they seen Lupin sitting there with his son James, though they both looked quite tired but happy. What they noticed was that Lupin had many scars on his face and exposed skin, James had very faint looking ones here and there as well.
Molly was the only one that decided to comment on it. "Remus! What on earth happened to you two? What did you do!" this went on for the next three minutes before he interrupted her.
"Molly, there is nothing wrong with us, I had an accident a few months ago. And James here had a few of those scars from his...other guardians." at her appalled look he quickly went on. "And besides, we can talk about that later, we're here to have a get together."
Molly gave the two a searching stare for a moment or two before relenting. "Alright, but I want an explanation when we're done Remus Lupin!"
Properly cowed he just nodded in agreement. They walked to the entrance of the Ally which was located behind the bar. Tapping the right bricks the wall started moving, rearranging itself into an archway, making young Harry look around in awe. There was many shops, as well as people bustling around Harry wished he had more sets of eyes to properly see everything. Harold too was looking around noting how things have changed in the last seven years. Last he seen the place was when he was with his father a year and a half before they were killed, that was the third time they had defied Voldemort.
Ron, Harry, and Ginny were walking in front of the parents and guardians chatting. Well, Ron was doing the talking, Harry and Ginny were too busy starring at each other as if though recognizing the other from someplace. Feeling drawn to each other, depended on each other, that one cannot live without the other. Ginny's first thought was to hug the boy that was walking next to her, to hold him forever. Harry too, had the same feeling, of just being with her would make him happy.
Harold felt very close to his goal of being with his long lost wife again, to hold her for eternity. Yet he knew now was not the time, that his goals will have to wait just a little bit longer. "Harry, do nothing, we don't want to draw suspicion to ourselves, not here. We need more time."
Reluctantly Harry stood down, but he kept taking glances at Ginny Weasley.
Rose wasn't so keen to wait any longer, "Why don't you go talk to him?"
Ginny was just as keen to meet this boy, but she didn't want to for some reason, or was it because he isn't like she had pictured him? For the next few hours they would just stare at each other, unknown that the elder Weasleys and Remus were thinking that they would most likely be good friends later.(but this is later)
For the moment they just sent the kids to Florean Fortescue to get ice-cream while the adults went to the bank. In all, it was a very uneventful day. They all decided to meet again in the future.
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Harold remembered how Ginny looked, exactly like a younger version of his wife. He now thought over his acting as well, telling Harry to leave it be? Who was he to tell someone something? Of course Harry was going to leave her alone, he was in that stage of girls are icky, and besides, what sane boy would willingly go up to another girl and strike up a conversation at the age of seven? Thinking over his thoughts that day, Harold came to a chilling conclusion, he's been wanting to get with Ginny, just now he realized that this isn't his Ginny and that this one was Seven. Years. Old.
Harry that night couldn't sleep due to Harold's disgusted yell and ramblings. When he tried to ask, Harold would shudder and go on a long rant about how wrong he was, and how he was a sick man. That last one confused him, he didn't know ghosts got sick.
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Dumbledore was beyond irritated now, it is like there isn't any records of a Harry James Potter in the system, despite the proof that he is listed on the school list. Of course he'll never tell anyone that, he was aware that other schools were looking for him as well since they cannot find Harry. He too was behind it, putting a magic damper around Little Whining to make it seem as if it was nothing but muggles in the area. Now however, they are practically useless since the one intended for it was missing. Any obvious paper trail was gone, there were many who were Harry's age that were adopted in the magical world as well as many others with the same appearance in the Muggle world.
He also knew that there were many people coming in, and leaving the UK, so it would be impossible to find him should he leave the country. Even worse, Dumbledore knew that during one of his many visits that any records of Harry was missing from various places. All anyone knows of Harry James Potter is the Wizarding world, even then no one knows his medical history or schooling besides when he goes to Hogwarts. When he was about to give up he found a curious file that said James Lillison. Opening it read:
Name: James Lillison
Born: August 1st, 1980
Status: Muggle raised/halfblood?
Guardian(s): Remus J. Lupin (Blood adoption/Rights Ritual from Finrer Greyback more info page 2)
Inflictions: lycanthropy, Malnourished (status now: healing), Abuses (status: Healing), weakened magical core (For more info read page 2/Status: pending),?, ?, ?
Blocked Powers: Standard issue block placed at birth, soul bond block (see DoM), many unknowns (see DoM)
Living relatives: ?(Distant aunt), ?(distant Cousin), Rose Petunia Conway/#####/Lillison and Violet Lily Conway/#####/Lillison (female cousins, more info under the guardianship of James Lillison, Remus Lupin, and Jessica Conway)
What made the file interesting was that most of the child's history was under a charm that works like a Fedilius Charm. Other parts were blurred out, this only happens when the reader knows the person but can't recall the name unless the Fedilius Charm is broken, other than that the surname is six letters long. He didn't really care about the two that were under the guardianship of the three, Harry was the concern at the moment. It was also even more curious to note that Remus had adopted someone.
A moment later there was a very sharp pain in his head, making him double over. Growling in frustration he slammed his shields down around that particular part of his mind, he did not need this now, not that he had found Potter. He needed to focus on getting him back, to weaken him. Another sharp pain as he thought this as a whisper called back from his mind. I'm afraid I can't let you do this!
There was a battle of the wills for a few minutes as he stood there. Finally he won this round as he had many times, Albus Dumbledore was always a fool, and this was his downfall.
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Eighteen year old Nymphadora Tonks was walking away from Gringotts to Flourish and Blotts to order her Auror books. She couldn't believe the prices for a small 200 page book, especially since all her Hogwarts books and supplies didn't even compare to her training tuition and supplies she had to buy herself. A second wand, tons of ingredients for potions, auror robes, battle robes, wand holsters, books, everything! "I don't see why we have to pay for everything ourselves." she muttered as she walked into the bookstore. Being raised as a Halfblood she heard of school students getting tuition for college from their parents or some company, this was one of the disadvantages of being a wizard in Britain, those with the money wouldn't part with it for any reason besides business.
She took out her list again, most of the stuff had prices next to their objects, others...it say's pending:
secondary wand (8+ galleons)
Auror Robe set: battle robes, patrol robes, ceremonial robes, (pending)
Potion holster preferably 20 slot (10 galleons)
Auror battle trunk (50 galleons, with standard spells +5 Galleons, extra spells pending)
Auror standard trunk (50 galleons)
Auror Potion sets 1 and 2 (pending)
Auror guide books years1-3 (5 Galleons each)
Antidotes and anti-venom for the auror- S. Snape (7 galleons)
Advanced healing potions and spells by Nickolas Flamason (15 Galleons)
"You're not paranoid if they're actually after you!"- Alastor Moody (special order pending)
"Constant Vigilance" Alastor Moody (special order pending)
"Wards against..."
Giving up reading the rest as it would depress her further. She quickly skimmed the list again, taken aback by Snape's book. Tonks never knew that Professor Snape made a book. Deciding to spend the least amount of money first she went to the book store. It didn't take her long to find most of the books as they were all included in the auror book set, for over the price range. Giving up she went to look for other books that are used and second hand that are cheaper. In all she had saved 20 galleons doing so. Deciding to pursue other books she walked over to the door bookshelves.
She was standing next to the door looking through some books that might help her with her metamorphmagus traits, when she suddenly decided to look up. What she seen was what she thought was the most handsome man she had ever seen. He had sandy brown hair that had a few streaks of grey here and there, a few scars sure, but to her he was great looking to her. It was then he started to look up, it took an eternal three seconds, as their eyes met, auburn brown meeting grayish silver blue (her natural eye color). The wolf inside of him roared in approval, as her instincts were telling her that he was the one.
Noting that Remus has stopped walking 'James' looked up to see him looking through the book store. Following his gaze he couldn't help but smirk a little as he remembered that Harold had memories of the two together. Thinking quick he asked Harold if anything needed to be bought in Flourish and Blotts. Harold was confused for a second before replying "Not that I know of...why would you ask...Oh, well maybe we can look for household charms for Remus to use."
Nodding mentally he decided to set the hook. "Remus, do you think we should get another book on household charms?"
"Wha? Charms, yes, I do think so myself." Remus was also thinking of a reason to go in the bookstore, and having a reason presented to him he took it.
Smiling Harry pulled Remus along to the bookstore, thinking of a line to use. None was needed as Tonks tripped over her robe and almost fell over as she passed the boy. Harry grasped a part of her robe where Remus was going to, forcing him to grab another part. Which incidentally be around her bra strap (remember she's a halfblood, so of course she'll have muggle clothes) and accidentally unclasping it. When she was righted she had a heavy blush, as well as Remus when he noticed what had happened. He knew something like this was going to happen, Damn you Sirius for teaching me that! *2
Harold was laughing himself silly when he seen this happen, while Harry was wondering what had happened, not seeing anything wrong *remember people, he is after all seven*.
"I'm so sorry miss!" Remus stammered as he took a step back.
Tonks just crossed her arms, hoping that it isn't noticeable when she walks. Her first day before training and already she was in some kind of trouble. Deciding to leave it be she just shrunk her assets a little so not to be noticeable. "I don't have no idea what your apologizing for, you did after all catch me from falling. For That, I thank you..." Yet her eyes showed that this wasn't over. "I have to get back to the Ministry, if you care to escort me." It was after all, not a request.
Gulping Remus decided to follow her, hoping that she wasn't going to press charges against him. "Sure madam, I just have to pick someone else up along the way."
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Jessica waited at Kings Cross where the Leaky Cauldron was located with twin girls, Rose and Violet Dursley though Potter/Evans now. She had gotten a phone call from Remus a few days ago asking that she meet him outside the leaky Cauldron so he could introduce the twins to Harry. They have just arrive when Remus walked out with another woman who had shockingly pink hair and a boy that looked like a brown haired version of James.
Remus looked very nervous, extremely nervous whereas the boy she knew to be Harry looked on curiously. The woman she knew to be Nymphadora Tonks was walking somewhat horridly, Remus pointed toward them and they all turned towards them. "Alright girls, I want you on your best behavior, no pranks, no jokes, and no magic until later. Understand?"
In unison they replied. "Yes Ms. Conway." while rolling their eyes. Though the girls were only 5 and a half they were deadbeat pranksters at heart. Jessica had given up when it came to preventing them from pranking everyone shortly after she had gotten them.
"Mr. Lupin I presume? It has been a while since I seen you last, how you doing?" Of course it has been ages, if you count a few months long.
Remus looked up as he was addressed. "I'm...er...well...let's just say I've been better." As he said this he kept glancing over to Tonks to was standing there glowering at him, though Jessica knew better than to take the look for face value, this was a prank. It was most likely one of the positive things about having pranksters as children, to be able to tell a mischievous person from the others.
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She looked up as she heard a knock on the door, there stood the new trainee Nymphadora Tonks, along with Remus and Harry. There was also a woman she knew to be as 'Doctor' Jessica Conway trying to stop two girls from starting a prank war. "Yes miss Tonks? Can I help you?" Amelia prepared to hear something about prices being over the top.
"Yes Madame Bones, I just came back from Flourish and Blotts, why are the auror books so over priced? and what's with all the auror robes? You and me know there won't be many special occasions for a long time to come for me, so why bother? Not to mention having two auror trunks. I can understand the problems with underfunding, but can't we do fundraisers and what not?"
She was stopped from her rant by Amelia's hand. "Stop right there Trainee Tonks, at the moment you completed your tests you had used up the last of your funds for training. Our fundraising starts with donations from families and a few jars of donation." she looked around and done a few detection charms and found none before continuing. "Between all us here, most of the funds go to bogus causes, the Unspeakables and the Wizonmagot. If you want to complain, do so to them. When I can, I help fund those that show great potential to become a great Auror, that is the reason we have chosen you to partner with Moody. Do not fail me now Trainee Tonks, not many have had my support, and those that do lose that privilege. You should be lucky you are working with Alastor."
Tonks was flabbergasted at that, she never knew that this was the reason why so little people became Aurors. It was as if the department was only there to show the ministry was doing something.
"Remember this as well Trainee Tonks: Only the best are trained by Alastor Moody." Shuffling a few papers around she glanced back up. "So, what brings you five here?"
Remus was taken aback for a second, hoping to not bring that up. However, James shot before he did. "My uncle Remus bumped into her by accident as we entered Flourish and Blotts. Then when we came out we meet...er...Ms. Conway and her two daughters who decided to join us..." Shrugging James quieted down. Leaving Remus gaping at him.
Just shaking her head in amusement Amelia shooed them from her office since she had lots of paper work to do, not that it mattered if it was signed or not, just shuffling papers around.
As they left the office Remus felt surrounded by amusement, and it was coming mostly from Nymphadora in waves. Turning accusingly to her, he noticed now that she had that mischievous twinkle in her eye, the same that was on Sirius when he was around and planning pranks. "You deliberately done that, didn't you?"
No one could hold it anymore they all started laughing at Remus, though James had no idea what was going on just laughed when others started laughing. Remus just crossed his arms in annoyance while rubbing his eyes. "Let's just go to a cafe or something, we have something...important to discuss." Giving a significant look at the twins, Remus continued walking to the lifts.
Still sniggering they all followed, filling the lift all by themselves. After they had exited the lift and left the Ministry they decided they were going to King's Cross. the silence was broken by Jessica when they got there. "So Remus, who's this young lady?"
Remus turned a right shade of red from embarrassment, stuttering.
Tonks took mercy on him as she introduced herself. "I'm Tonks. Pleasure meeting you all." Although the look she gave Remus was somewhere between adoration and agitation. "Although it would help to know who's company I'm with."
They introduced themselves. "I'm Jessica Conway, these two here are."
"I'm Rose!" "I'm Violet!" the girls said at the same time. Jessica just rolled her eyes at them, exasperated.
"I'm Remus Lupin, this here is James Lillison. We're here to visit with Jessica and the girls." Remus said, patting Jame's shoulder. At her confused look he explained. "James is my adopted son, we just recently found out he had cousin's that were adopted as well. We just came to visit them."
Harry, ask Tonks if that is her full name. Harold whispered.
James spoke up, "Do you have a first name? or a last name Ms. Tonks?"
"..." Tonk's closed her mouth after a moment, leaving everyone looking at her curiously. "I'll tell you my name when I get to know you." Though she was hoping that they would forget by then.
The Girls looked at each other before Rose started, "You already know us though, I mean you know our names."
"So, me and Rose think it's only fair that you tell us your name. Or names if you have a really long name."
"You two leave her alone now," Jessica stopped them before they could get started. "Really you two, what if i decided to rename you two Prudy and Agatha?" The girls looked at each other and shuddered comically. "Good, now, where are our manners, would you like to join us for lunch Ms. Tonks?"
"I'd rather not, I got some shopping to do." Although her stomach said otherwise.
Amused Jessica replied wryly. "I think you sould consider joining us, we have some shopping to take care of as well later."
They had a good time at lunch, although it was kind of obvious that Remus and Tonks had a liking to each other, they went shopping for books and Tonk's auror supplies later in the day. When Tonk's left the group she promised to keep in touch with everyone. After that they all went there separate ways.
*I originally wanted the above scene more longer, but...it's taking too long to write. so had to cut a portion out and simplify the scene, otherwise this may have well been a 20k word chapter.
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Warning, explicit material.
Harry was sitting on a tree trunk overlooking a few tents that were painted the same color of the surrounding area perfectly while thinking I thought Harold said this would end? He looked down at the note he received from Ginny, that they will be there with more people in a few days time.
It was then it happened, there was a tingling sensation around the camp as silent alarms went off everywhere. It was then that the threat shown itself, coming from the forest part of the camp they were almost a blur as they moved. They never got close since the perimeter was covered with silver crosses at the compass directions and encircled with garlic. That of course didn't stop spells from coming through, though the advanced shields did. It took mere seconds for the camp to retaliate by firing arrows and spells in return fire. Most of the first wave of vampires were killed since the arrow tips were dipped into holy water and were silver coated and etched with crosses. It was a slaughter fest. When the sun came up there wasn't very much vampires to survive the heat of it. It was a bitter victory, since the attack was to exhaust their defenders.
There was various pops all around them and the shimmer of a lot of wards. What happened next was intense. There were flashes of the memory as the sun crested, went down, set, the stars, clouds, dawns light, and dusks darkness. It was a whole week of constant battle, chaos everywhere, they had lost many on the first day, and as the days progressed they lost few, due to them going into survivor mode. It was finally the last day of the battle.
They had sent a messenger out when they managed to break the wards for a few seconds the other day, Harry looked to the skies, looking for a sign that they were found. He seen it at last, a streak of smoke from a jet far in the air. Making a decision he walked back down the tunnel the goblins made once the tents were almost destroyed. "The jet has gone by, another will circle in an hour, I'm going to let them know we're here, I need five of your best warriors though to give me cover as I signal them."
The head goblin looked him in the eye, before nodding, making glutteral noises, five other goblins came in the room, a minute of snarls later they got ready. "These are the best we have at the moment. You better hope this works, if we lose these five, we might as well surrender or die now. These are the only warriors we have left to spare." this was not a time for formalities.
Nodding he went over to the five and started planning, there was an occasional quake as the death eaters tried to break in at the entrance they caved in the other day.
In the 45 minutes they planned the quaking got closer and more constant. It was decided to turn the entire surrounding area into a flammable swamp that spans for at least half a mile in diameter. By then the walls barricading the first entrance were starting to crack here and there, indicating they didn't have much time either way. Harry looked around him, as portable swamps were modified to become flammable, Fred and George would be proud that even in death pranks rule all.
Harry opened the hatch to the outside, seeing the destruction wrought in the last week. Many people were slayed, and the surrounding area was somewhat of a wasteland of destruction, dotted with impact craters' and upturned dirt. It didn't matter though, once the swamps are set up it would all be burned to a cinder. Harry and the goblins were all dressed to match the terrain and had many enchantments to hide themselves. They each left to go plant the swamps each loaded with a timer set to go off in 10 minutes. As the last few were set they were discovered, a very short but fast paced battle started as they all ran back to the area that hid the hatch.
Harry glanced over his shoulder to see a Death Eater's stomach burst out of his robes like those muggle prank items before they wrapped themselves around the nearest Death Eater in a strangle hold. Looking back to the hatch he seen that the two others were back, firing a chain of curses and hexes from behind a makeshift fort. Another Death Eater appeared before him, waving his arm and wand in an intense pattern Harry started his own chain, protego maximus, reducto duo, multi-flatus, difendo, the list kept going. The shield was only up a few seconds to cover a few spells followed by wide area damage surrounding the target while minor spells distracted and slightly disabled the person, simply put every spell was meant to be defensive, annoying, and distractive while Harry got close up to the person. Once he was close enough Harry stabbed the person where the liver should be, leaving the guy surprised, though he twisted the blade before swiftly pulling it out. Since it was a jagged blade parts of the inside were ripped out, as well as pieces of the liver and skin, blood and what not pouring out of it like a stream.
Looking over his shoulder he seen a Death Eater's head explode with his body following just after. Deciding he needed to move and attack Harry followed the wand movements of that he was taught after the first battle of Hogwarts. A flourish here, a flick there, half circle followed by an infinite, and now...a quick back jerking motion! The heat made itself known to those around him as a long coil of flames shot out of the wand, forming the infamous fire whip Dumbledore had used at the Battle of the Prophecy. He moved more gracefully than Dumbledore had, and the whip seemed as if it was just an extension of himself, if any bothered to watch him they could've sworn that he was dancing instead of massacring Death Eaters, the flames caught them alight as the whip sliced their skin, a trick the trainer had showed him with the spell, that it only burned and cut if you allowed it. Dumbledore truly didn't want anyone hurt, but Harry had no such qualms.
Any surrounding foliage started to catch on fire, which quickly made a burning inferno within seconds. There was little time left now from the timers on the swamps, they had to get in the hatch now or die. After quick thinking Harry used his whip to grasp nearby Goblins and toss them down the hatch, being mindful to not cut or burn them. Once all were in he dived after them, though missing the hatch by a yard, quickly scrambling he dodged a blasting curse. Looking up he seen a low flying Jet doing another round, he now only had seconds left. Rolling away he grasped the hatch and closed it just in time as the Swamps burst open, creating havoc before they ignited.
The last thing he heard before the hatch fully closed was the screaming of many Death Eaters and the roar of the fire above. Seconds later the hatch door started turning a deep red signifying how hot it was up there despite the runic cooling and impenetrable charms on it.
Once again Harry woke up in a cold sweat, he bit back a scream and pushed down the urge to vomit. Though it did not deter the hot tears that were rolling down his cheek.
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Remus Lupin was once again concerned with Harry, this time he looked ill and terrified this morning. He debated wither or not to take him to a healer. He started to wonder what in the world would create such a fright in a child, this of course was followed by the spiteful thought to the Dursley's*. It was once again time to question Ms. Conway. Thankfully they had decided to stay at a nearby hotel, so it wouldn't be too taxing to head over there.
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"So, what is it now Remus? You've been calling me a lot recently, since you got James now that I think about it." Jessica commented as she read the morning paper, though she never did subscribe to "The Daily Prophet", she knew the only facts were Quidditch scores, business, and page numbers, other than that it was a gossip rag. She had read many other 'Muggle' gossip magazines and noted that the Rag didn't even compare, it outclassed them.
Sighing Remus told her about how he had always found Harry practically terrified most mornings and that most mornings that Harry was pale. "I don't know any more, maybe being stuck with others that remind him of that night is causing it."
"Remus, why don't you just invite the Weasley's over a few days after the full moon? Surely they would be safe to visit right?" she wondered aloud.
"We could try that, but we would have to be at some other place, not too far mind you, but not at the village itself, there are some of us who are not used to the full moons for a week at a time." then he grinned ruefully. "You know, why don't I ever think about that?"
Jessica just patted his arm sympathetically "Honey, you were in a panic, so you weren't thinking right." she sat back, before smiling as she continued. "And besides, it's my job to do the thinking around here, you just do what your told!"
"H-Hey! For your information I was the brains of the Marauders! I was the one that had the plans for pranks!"
"Oh please Remus, you may have been the brains, but you got your plans from the Puffs and the Claws, I know since you couldn't keep cool under the pressure." All this was said in a matter-of-fact tone, leaving Remus sputtering. A moment later Jessica was laughing away at the look on Remus's face.
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Alastor Moody did not lose his leg, however it was severely damaged to cause a limp.
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We all know the wild Sirius Black right? if not then you need to read some crazy stories involving Sirius and dating while in Hogwarts or James/Lily stories that involve Sirius dating. So he must have at least taught Lupin at one point...I'll tell you what, I'll make a single about this if you want me to. *though don't expect it for a while*
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I want some input on how you think the dursley's should be punished, at the moment they are locked up, trials will be coming up once i start on "A Fate Refined: Flammel's Stone".
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You know...I'm thinking of deleting parts of the stories due to unnecessary information or just plain random scenes.
I wouldn't expect the next update for a long, long time (two and a half months in the shortest, and pending at the longest). I've noticed that some of my works have been getting less and less in the word count department. Without further ado, I conclude this chapter. any help with year One is welcome. Oh! should this be H/Hr/Gw (not considering it, but your thoughts help out)? or just Hp/Gw?
Also, I'm working on a string of one-shot at the moment for HP, so taking requests...though don't guarantee that each one will be answered or posted instantly.