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There are a few cross-references and names from other series…such as The Underworld Series, Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic and Hogan's Heroes.

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Chapter 8

Harry appeared in a large open field surrounded by a ring of trees. To the left of him was a hillside that steadily turned into a rocky terrain that would be almost suicidal to climb. His girls looked around before following him up the path that went into the forest. The deeper they went the darker it got. The trees formed an archway above them and seemed to stretch on forever. Gabrielle seemed paranoid and would constantly glance around or behind her as if she had seen something. Fleur grabbed her little sister's hand and continued walking.

Harry stopped when he felt a pulse of weak magic. Waiting a second longer he turned and drew his katana faster than the blink of an eye and locked blades with a tall imposing figure. The figure had dark red armor on its entire body and black lines outlined it. Over the head of the figure was a helmet with a simple visor over the face, keeping it hidden from the enemy. Harry smirked and put more force into his blade and pushed.

The person struggled before moving back and striking again from the left. Harry spun his blade and caught the attack as it came close to hitting his leg and slide the steel against the other. The sound of metal scraping filled the normally dark and quiet forest as the two men continued to trade blows. Harry finally found his opening when his opponent brought his blade in a wide arch for a powerful blow. Using his natural born speed he quickly dodged and brought his sword to the person's neck and held it there.

Harry chuckled and looked at the armored stranger, "That makes it forty-five wins to your forty-four. You're getting rusty Captain, surly I don't have to report this to the Battle Master?"

The man shook his head and chuckled, revealing a deep baritone voice that seemed to be altered from the mask, "Well then I guess that it's lucky that Battle Master Ky doesn't consider any loses to you as a black mark against my rank."

Harry put his hand over his heart, "That hurts Captain that really does. Now how about taking me to his quarters, I have business to discuss with him of the highest level."

The Captain nodded and sheathed his sword before walking into the woods, motioning for Harry and the girls to follow. Harry looked back at his loves and saw that Gabrielle was still a little worried so he wrapped the young teen in his arms as they walked.

Victoria took a deep breath and smirked, "We are almost their love, I can smell them."

Harry looked at her with an amused smile, "No biting love."

Victoria stuck out her tongue, "That is only saved for you and you know it."

Harry smirked and fell silent as they kept walking. Soon the sounds of heavy breathing could be heard coming from the clearing that was appearing in front of them. Swords clashing and the sounds of hand-to-hand combat joined the mixture of sounds to give an image of fighting. When they cleared the woods, Harry looked upon the training grounds for the group he had come to see. Hundreds of tents lined the far side of the opening with a small lake on the right side of it. Several buildings sat to the far left of the tents and the biggest building sat in the center of the field. It was nothing elegant or expensive, merely a giant hut with defensive guard towers and sniper positions on them. Many of the men that were training had the same looking armor as the Captain but still moved with ease. Harry looked up as they arrived at the main hut and waited, "Wait here."

The Captain went inside and returned a few minutes later with a man standing close to 6' 4". He was also wearing the armor but his was silver with black outlining every crease on it, giving it the look of a strong muscular appeal. "Well if it isn't the Sorcerer himself come to grace us with his presence."

Harry rolled his eyes, "I'm here to see Ky General, not to speak with you."

The man crossed his arms over his chest, "And if I don't let you?"

Harry chuckled, "Then I will leave you at the mercy of Gabrielle and she has been wanting to see her favorite Battle Mage since she transformed." The General dropped his arms and turned his hidden face towards the smaller version of Fleur, "That's little Gabby?"

Harry smirked, "I would be careful about calling her little, she is in no way, shape, or form little anymore."

Gabrielle blushed at her boyfriends' praise, "Well come over here girl and let me get a look at ya!"

Harry smiled as his youngest girlfriend ran over and embraced the man that had become like a favorite Uncle to her. "I'm hurt. You mean to tell me that I'm not her favorite?"

Everyone turned to see a man about six feet tall in black battle armor like the rest of his men. His face was visible and had a strong handsome look to it. His hair was black and fell just to his eyebrow but was neatly kept back in a loose ponytail. Several small handguns sat in their holsters while across his back was a standard 12 gauge shotgun with a battle axe strung under it.

Harry smirked and offered his hand, "Greetings Battle Master Ky, I see that you are still training the greens."

Ky chuckled and nodded at his General, "Everyone except for Mandalore here, but yes, we are still training the greens."

Ky opened the flap of his hut and let the group in. Inside there was a large table with maps and books sitting open. Maps hung from the wall as well as runes and other magical items. On the far corner of the room was a board with the list of the top 100 most wanted people in America and on the left side of it was another list of the top fifty most wanted in the world.

Ky sat down in a large metal chair and rested his elbow on the armrest, "Alright, what do you want with my group?"

Harry smiled, "As always my old friend you are straight and to the point." Ky nodded and snapped his fingers. A tray with several bottles of ice cold amber colored liquid floated over.

Ky chuckled at Harry's raised eyebrow, "Don't worry, its American cream soda. I can't drink while I'm on duty."

Harry nodded and accepted the bottle and took a quick mouth full of the liquid, "Certain events have required me to go to Hogwarts and I want you and your men to join me as added security."

Ky stopped his bottle at his lips and looked at his friend, "So I'm assuming the Dark Lord has made his move?"

Harry nodded his head, "He went after the train this time and I have a bad feeling with everything that has happened. My guess is that Voldemort is planning something big for the kids otherwise he would he wouldn't attack them."

Ky nodded and put down the bottle, "I agree. A school train full of students that are learning to use magic doesn't pose a threat."

Harry thought, "Do you have anyone who would have an idea why? I have a suspicion but I don't want to act on it until I have at least another opinion."

Ky looked at his friend and nodded, "I do. He is a German Sorcerer and one of the few hundred still alive after World War Two. Follow me."

Harry got up and with his girls and Mandelore they walked out of the tent and moved towards the cliffs. They arrived at a large temple like structure that was designed with a Roman appeal. The temple was made from white marble and stood tall and proud. They walked into the temple and found a single man sitting in a lotus meditative position. He was wearing a black military uniform with many medals and patches on them. On his left arm was a red patch with a white circle and on the inside of the circle was a black swastika.

Harry heard Victoria hiss as she saw the symbol of the old Nazi Germany. "Ky, you had better have a good reason for using a worthless being like this!"

Ky chuckled and shrugged, "Come now Victoria, just because he was a Major in the Gestapo doesn't…"

"Vas a Major in ze Gestapo? I still am a Major of ze Gestapo and heads will roll for any man who counters this fact."

Ky rolled his eyes as the man turned and stood up proudly. "Everyone, this is Major Hochstetter of former Nazi Germany and officially the leader of the Sorcerers that work for us."

The Major clicked his heels together and bowed at the waist to Harry and then took Fleur's and Gabrielle's hands and kissed the back, "Good morning Fräuleins."

Gabrielle giggled as his mustache tickled her hand. "Major, this is Lord Slytherin and he has come to request our help and at the present time, yours."

Hochstetter looked over Harry and then to Ky, "And why should I help this man? He looks nothing of worth to us."

Ky looked at his soldier, "Major, Lord Slytherin is a true Sorcerer."

Hochstetter looked at Ky and then to Harry before waving his hand at him, "Baaahh! Zis man is nothing of the great Sorcerer's of old and to make such a statement is treason!"

Harry leaned against the marble pillar behind him, "Major, I am a Sorcerer and have more power than you or any of your little friends and I swear on magic herself that I speak the truth."

There was a powerful flash and everyone felt the power begin to radiate off of Harry. Hochstetter's eyes widened as he realized Harry was speaking the truth. He quickly clicked his heels and bowed at his waist again, "Forgive my outspoken opinion My Lord, it was not my place."

Harry nodded his head and then looked at Ky, "Now that this is taken care of I will speak of the theory I have."

The group sat down and waited, "I'm not happy about this theory but I have a feeling it may be true. Major, in your studies have you ever found rituals to absorb magic or put it someplace else?"

The former Nazi nodded, "Of course, but it takes a very powerful individual to do such a thing and the type of ritual would depend on what the ultimate goal was."

Harry sighed, "What about if someone wanted to absorb the magical core of another being?"

The room fell silent as he finished his sentence. Major Hochstetter looked at Harry before slowly nodding, "There is such a ritual but it requires ze death of ze one giving up their core."

Harry nodded, "I know. I fear that Voldemort was planning to use the children to either increase his forces or increase his power by absorbing their untapped magic."

Fleur spoke up with a gasp, "Arry, children zat haven't gone through their magical maturity would 'ave an unlimited amount of power, no?"

Harry nodded, "When a child is born their cores are bound to prevent them from destroying everything. As they grow, their core begins to stabilize until they reach their magical maturity. At this time the core completely begins to run on its own and thus grants the witch or wizard their full power, the earlier the maturity the more powerful the being."

Ky looked at Harry, "It is a valid theory. I could see Voldemort being that power hungry to do such a thing."

Victoria looked at her lover, "Love, if he was to get his hands on even a few students…"

Harry sighed, "They he would be more powerful than anyone on the planet. A simple disarming spell would have enough power to bring down a building."

Gabrielle spoke next, "But 'Arry, he was strong enough to destroy the main Ministry hall zis summer." "I know love, if he succeeds then his power will be great. Voldemort is after control of the world and he will do anything and everything to achieve his goal. I don't want to imagine what would have happened if he had captured several of the students."

Ky sat silent as he looked at his old friend before making his decision, "Harry, you saved my life once and I still owe you the debt, consider Hogwarts under the protection of the Battle Mages."

Harry smirked and turned to Major Hochstetter, "Where he goes I follow My Lord." The former Nazi again clicked his heels and bowed.

Harry nodded, "Then we shall expect you at Hogwarts within a few days and now we shall take our leave."

Ky and Harry shook hands and then the Sorcerer led his girlfriends back to Hogwarts.

When they arrived, they found themselves back in their room. Gabrielle walked over and kissed Harry, "Arry, I am going to sleep for a little while, join me?"

Harry chuckled at her, "In a little bit love you go ahead."

The youngest veela smiled and skipped into their room. Harry turned to Fleur and Victoria and waited.

"Harry, you have some answering to do! How is that you saved Ky in the past when you are only seventeen years old! Ky has to be at least thirty!"

"Actually he is only twenty-seven but that's beside the point. I met him when I was training in the past."

His Vampire lovers hissed, "You know how dangerous it is to mingle with the past, what caused you to do it?"

Harry's eyes darkened, "During this round of training, I was traveling the middle east to learn from the Egyptians and their rune masters. Now at the time I was with a group of Nomads that was traveling to several countries to acquire specific runes stones for their work. Unfortunately this also happened during the time of the Gulf War."

Fleur raised her eyebrows, "Arry, zhe war ending only three years ago oui?"

"Yes it did, but remember that I was actually older because of the distorted time flow. Anyway, I was in the field with my group when a battle broke out and we got caught in the cross-fire. My entire team was killed and I was left to take cover by the closest thing I could find…a destroyed American Tank."

Flash Back

Harry ducked as another RPG missile roared over the tank he was behind. The explosion sent up a cloud of dust, smoke and shrapnel. He mentally belittled himself, "Smooth move Potter, of all the blasted places to be you had to choose a muggle war."

Harry looked for any kind of opening that would allow him to use his portkey without being in the line of fire or in the eyes of the muggles. He was brought out of his thinking when he heard a voice, "Hey you, what the hell are you doing here boy?"

Harry turned to see an American soldier with his rifle being held in an aggressive position. "I was with a group of Egyptian archaeologists and we have been collecting stuff in the area when the battle broke out. My team is all dead."

The man was about to say something when he felt a pulse of magic. He looked at the boy or teenager and bent down to avoid being shot. "You're a magical?"

Harry's hand went for his shrunken staff but the man raised his hand, "No need, I'm one too. The name is Ky."

Harry ducked down as gunfire drew closer. Ky brought his rifle around the side of the tank and opened fire with a quick pull of the trigger.

He turned back to Harry, "We need to get you out of here, there is a well covered area back a little bit where you can teleport out of here."

Harry nodded and got up. Ky checked the surrounding area and motioned for Harry to stay with him. The two quickly moved from the cover of the tank and ran back towards a large group of destroyed buildings. As they arrived at the first one, a loud bang echoed from behind and Harry felt himself pushed down.

The wall exploded and sent stone, dust, and fire into the air. Harry groaned as he pushed himself up and turned to see Ky on the ground with a large brick on his leg. "Shit, kid, get inside and get out of here. That was an Iraqi tank round, they are trying to push us back, move!"

Harry looked up and sure enough, there was a large tank moving towards the buildings. Every couple of seconds it would fire a round from its long barrel as it continued straight at the two. Harry looked at Ky and then at the tank. If he left him the tank would roll right over him and not give a second thought. If he tried to help him he could get shot and never return to him time stream. Harry heard Ky yelling at him to get moving but his mind was made up.

Harry drew upon his magic and enlarged his staff before spinning it and thrusting it towards the tank, "Bombarda Maxima!"

The force behind the spell caused the sand to kick up as the energy raced towards the tank. It hit the front and caused the vehicle to stop and explode.

Harry quickly turned to Ky, "Sorry, I have issues with saving people. The name is Harry by the way."

Ky could only stare at the teen as he felt his broken leg snap back into place.

End Flashback

Harry waited for his two girlfriends to respond and didn't have to wait long. "So you are telling me that when you went back in time, you ended up in the Gulf War, destroyed an Iraqi tank, saved the current leader of the American Battle Mages, and finally risked the exposure of our world?"

Harry chuckled, "That pretty much sums it up. Ky was able to leave after the battle from his wound. I was only able to heal him somewhat as my skills hadn't fully come to light. He offered me a place to stay while I trained and so I went to America with him and stayed for a few months. It turned out that he had chosen to join the muggle army to better his skill for the Battle Mages. The group he now leads is the best in the American nation and has very strict guidelines to join. Only one out of every thousand people who apply actually get in."

"Arry, 'ow come you never told uz zis before? We 'ave met Ky on several occasions and you 'ave never once spoke of zis."

Harry sighed, "Fleur, the past is the past. Ky and I never felt the need to bring it up to you because it didn't seem important and I realized that you and Victoria would react this way."

His vampire lover bared her fangs, "Your damn right I would act this way. You are lucky you are so handsome and know what I like in bed or I would bite you."

Harry smirked, "Name the time and place dear."

Victoria felt a shiver go down her spine, "Damn you Harry."

The young man in question chuckled, "Love you too."

Riddle Manor

Lord Voldemort finished writing his last few calculations on the ritual he was working on. If everything went accordingly, his power would become infinite and he would be able to finally destroy the Potter brat.

The failure of the train attack had set him back but he was going to test another theory tonight once Lucius arrived. He was brought out of his thoughts when the man in question walked into the room and bowed, "My Lord, I have done as you asked and we have a test subject."

"Very good Lucius, bring it to the ritual room." The room in question was a large stone room with runes and other artifacts in it. At the center was a large pentagram with thirteen candles stationed around it. Voldemort disrobed and stood in the center of the pentagram and waited as Lucius pushed a person down. If his theory was correct, then he wouldn't have to risk any more of his followers by going after children.

Voldemort raised his wand, "Avada Kedavra!" The killing curse struck the person and killed them instantly. As soon as it happened, the pentagram and candles flashed a powerful green as the body suddenly pulsed with energy.

From the persons' chest rose a large ball of energy before it shot at the Dark Lord. Voldemort felt heat and discomfort as he absorbed the energy. When the lights died down he stood up straight and looked at his follower. Lucius's eyes were wide as his Lord gave off a more powerful magical aura than ever before.

Voldemort smirked as his plan worked, "Lucius, gather any and all squibs you can find, their time of use is now."

The blonde haired man quickly ran out of the room as his Lord's chilling laughter filled the mansion.

Chapter 8 is finally done.

So I have introduced some new characters and they will be in the story for a while. Voldemort is up to something nasty and Harry's history has been revealed a little.

More to come soon.

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