So thanksgiving is over and I am back at school so I told you all I would put up the chapter up once I got back so here it is.

Chapter 9:

The chamber was dark, like pitch black dark, and it was old, like older than Hogwarts old. The only light that was in the room was generated from a glowing seal on the ground; it gave off a purplish glow that illuminated the face of the Dark Warden. He stood next to the seal and chanted in a deep gravely voice, as he chanted the glow intensified until it was nearly blinding but still the Dark Warden chanted gradually raising his voice until he was shouting. From the seal a seed of energy rose and grew till it took the form of a man. The man was immediately cloaked in dark robes, his features were snakelike even going so far as to not have a nose just two slits. The eyes of the man were blood red and had slit like pupils, Lord Voldemort had risen from the grave…again.

The Dark Warden looked at the man and in a battle of wills defeated the Dark Lord and submitted him to his will. (Let's face it the face of a Dark Lord versus the face of Evil itself, yeah Evil will win.) "You are tasked to kill Harry Potter." Voldemort nodded his head with a gleam in his eye and disapparated, most likely to gather the few followers he had left. Voldemort still had free thinking but he had to follow the will of the Dark Warden. And so the Dark Lord was off to kill The-Boy-Who-Lived, or at least try once more.

Harry was enjoying breakfast laughing with Ron and Hermione, just like in the old days, but also with Paner and Orsin there to enjoy it. He was just about to take a bite of his cereal when an immense pain, one he hadn't felt in many years overcame him emanating from his scar. He hit the ground with a yelp and writhed in pain, though no screams or groans came from his lips. Orsin, Paner, Hermione, and Ron were by his side in an instant, when the pain stopped they were the only ones who heard his hoarse voice "He's back " and then darkness cover his vision, (again.)

He woke up in the Hospital Wing and groaned, in the last three days he had been in this special part of hell twice, what the Grand Master would think if he knew how quickly he was falling. Harry was supposed to be the strongest Warden in the last few centuries, sigh. Harry sat up and snuck out before the jailer of this prison could stop him; he nearly made it too, until… "Mister Potter I trust you were not attempting to sneak away before I cleared you?" His head drooped in defeat, he'll fight anything under the sun without hesitation but going against this Healer he knew there was no point. Though he didn't have to stay for long, shortly after he returned to his bed Pompfrey said he could go, she chuckled as she watched him rush out of the Hospital Wing.

It was Harry's turn for patrol, so he was saddled on Tempest as he circled the ground that is until he felt an intruder through the wards. Dumbledore had given the Wardens access to the wards, so that they can protect the school all the better. So when Harry felt an intruder in the wards he used his air magic to send a message to Orsin and Paner, "Get to the front doors in battle form, I'll intercept" and then spurred Temp to full speed to head off the intruders. As he moved that direction he drew the sword with his left hand, leaving the sword on his hip. He had been at the far end of the grounds so it took him a moment to get there, even on Tempest.

What he saw nearly made his blood go cold, standing there on the grounds was Lord Voldemort and about fifty of his death eaters, (Harry didn't think there were that many out of prison still) including one Severus Snape. All of them had their wands pointed at the young Warden, "Harry Potter, we meet again only this time I have a body and you are the one that's outnumbered" the high cold laughter only served to irritate Harry. Harry dismounted from Tempest and drew his second sword, both blades glowed white with pent up energy. Tempest started growling and baring his teeth, one death eater sent a spell at Temp, possibly meant to put him down but it just bounced of his hide like a racquet ball on a wall. You see bolfs hides are as resistant of spells as dragons, which makes them all the more dangerous. Tempest doesn't like being attacked so he jumped from his spot and mauled the wizard that attacked him.

Harry used that opportunity to attack, using his wind ability to lower wind resistance on his swords and up his speed; he sliced through the wands and their hamstrings. While he wanted to stop them he still had a few qualms about killing humans, after a few seconds only ten death eaters stood with their master. Tempest himself was standing next to Harry blood on his paws and his victim still moaning on the ground. Voldemort stood there unimpressed by Harry's tactics, "He was right you are skilled." Harry looked his parent's murderer in the eyes "Who?" he asked though he already knew, the only person that could raise an evil soul from the grave, "Why the Dark Warden of course." A feral grin graced the snake like face as he pointed his wand at Harry. Though being the Storm Warden had its advantages for Harry, quickly summoning up a storm whatever spell that was sent his way was intercepted by hail that was falling. Visibility was so low that the death eaters couldn't see past their nose, and using the storm as cover dispatched the rest of the assembled cronies. That is until their master used a powerful spell to dispel the storm.

All that was left standing there was Voldemort, Harry, and Tempest, Temp decided that Harry could handle himself and moved off to the front doors, where Orsin and Paner were trying (and failing) to keep students from watching the titanic battle. Harry turned and sighed as he saw Ron and Hermione leading the audience. "I am going to kill you Potter and then your two Warden buddies and then I'm going to slowly torture your little mudblood friend, right in front of your dead body." He finished that sentence with his high pitch laughter. Harry looked at the stupid bastard (Now I say stupid because he was taunting the master of storms) and his swords glowed brighter, the wind had picked up and a supercell storm had arrived. Harry's voice came out hard and commanding, "Tom Marvolo Riddle, you have committed grave crimes against humanity and Magic itself; by the power invested in me by the Warden Corps I sentence you to death. Don't worry; you won't be alone in hell for long your buddy the Dark Warden will be joining you shortly." With that Harry disappeared from everyone's view and appeared with his swords inside the Dark Lord, he leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Next time learn to never ever threaten my Hermione." He pulled his swords horizontally out slicing Voldemort's body and making him drop dead to the ground.

The storm died down immediately as he sheathed his swords, he didn't turn around but he did give a sharp whistle. Tempest gave Hermione and Ron, who he had been protecting, a look and bounded towards Harry. He looked over at his friends, Paner and Orsin had a hard look on their face, Ron and Hermione though had a shocked and almost scared. Those looks and finally killing the last evidence of the man that committed so many evil atrocities, not only on him but to the entire world, Harry had to get away. So he got into Temp's saddle and spurred his bolf off into the woods, not even hesitating at the edge of the woods or looking back.

Dumbledore called Aurors to come and get the death eaters, and Orsin and Paner herded the students back inside. Everyone went inside without too much fuss, except for Ron and Hermione who of course needed some coercing to get inside of the castle.

Orsin was walking the halls when he heard someone crying; now Orsin being the chivalrous dwarf that he was he followed the crying. It took him up to the Astronomy tower where he found Hermione of all people standing there crying as she looked out over the forest. "What are you doing up here at this hour?" he asked from behind her making her jump in surprise. "Orsin wha-?" she sighed "I am sorry I just needed to get some fresh air" Orsin chuckled and went to stand beside her. "So what's bothering you so much that you needed to be across the castle so you can breathe?" he asked with a sly smile, "Harry has changed so much, become so much more confident and powerful but the face he gave us before he left was so full of hurt, a look I have only seen him make after first year when he had to leave Hogwarts. Only this time it was more, the look made me think I was cutting his soul. I am just trying to figure out why." She half sobbed this, she hated the fact that her first real friend gave her such a look, (especially since she might have a crush on him,) while Orsin's smile fell at the prospect of having this conversation.

"Hermione, do you realize the look you were giving him, they were full of fear like you were scared of him." He let that statement settle and before continuing, "Plus it didn't help that you were clinging to Ron for dear life." The dwarf left to complete his rounds, slightly chuckling down the stairs as he heard her gasp. 'Now all she has to do is tell Harry that she knows one of his best kept secrets' he thought as he went down the steps to tell Paner of this latest bit of news.

So here is chapter nine I hoped you enjoyed it!

And a special shout out to VLight for your suggestion I hoped you liked how it turned out.

Until Next Time,

Dragon Vongola