Seek Beyond: Chapter 9 - Doubt? Then what's the truth?
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Summary: After the Battle of Hogwarts, everything is fine—well fine until the dark side is plotting something and a new prophecy is revealed there with a new dark lord rising trying to start a third wizarding war.
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Warning(s): A lot of Killing Curses
Pairing(s): Harry/Lysandra and the normal ships in the HP book... Except for the Ginny/Harry one... He's already taken and Harry's pretty old for Ginny in this story.
Spoiler(s): You need to know what the Deathly Hallows are, Who the Lestrange Brothers are and who Lily and James Potter are. (duh)
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"Speech"
Flashbacks and Dreams
"Parseltongue"
A/N and etc
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I make money writing this... fanfiction
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A/N: I'm pissed off... not at you guys (I love you guys) but at my classmate because she was like 'she's a bitch that should go deep in hell' to me and I was like 'no... you should go since you said that' but sadly, I never said that because I didn't want to get in trouble (I'm kinda a goody-two-shoes but a rule-breaker at the same time... it doesn't make sense right?)
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Harry stared at his father and Sirius in shock. How did the rebels get in? This was Potter Manor, the Potter Manor where the unplottable place made it so special! He immediately stood up from the couch and grabbed their hands, dragging them out of the living room. He knew that their hand might be injured, but he really needed to talk with them privately.
"C'mon, If they really are here, then why are we staying here? Why aren't we fighting?" He spoke quietly, pulling both his father and Godfather up from the floor. They were a mess. Their clothes were ripped, they had scratches, gashes, and bruises marring their faces, and their hair was askew- well… mostly for Sirius. Not his father. His hair was always messy and untamable.
"Harold Potter, you are not going to fight!" His father wheezed out while Sirius was looking back and forth at him and his father, panting. He smirked. Of course, his father would treat him like a child, but he is an adult! An adult with two children!
"Dad," He sighed, "I'm an adult. I have legal- not illegal rights to fight-"
"That's not the point! What if you d-die- What if we lose you again?!" His father shrieked as he interrupted him.
"Well, I won't die and you won't lose me... again. If I don't fight, then Sage might fight- and you know how stubborn he is about fighting! He's even thicker than both of you combined!" He screamed as he took his wand out and ran out of the room, leaving his father and Sirius standing there in shock.
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Temno gave Rudolphus the stink eye as he was forced to drink the icky Polyjuice Potion. Why was it always him? Just because he wasn't in the service of the Dark Lord as long as the Lestrange brothers didn't mean that he always had to have the short end of the stick! Rudolphus even had the nerve to call his Wallachia- that filthy name that his mother gave him that was originally his filthy fathers. He stood up and drank the red Polyjuice Potion in a gulp, not wanting to savor the taste- well, who would want to? If anyone did, then they're insane- Perhaps maybe more insane than The Lestrange Brothers and their ugly wife; Bellatrix, and that's saying something! Luckily, the female Lestrange is dead so he had no more problems of taking care of three insane people.
He watched as his hands became smaller and his body became for feminine-like. When the pain stopped, he quickly took out a mirror and found himself- herself- whichever one it is- staring at a beautiful woman with dark red hair that fell to her shoulders, with almond-shaped green eyes.
"Beautiful ain't she? If she wasn't so… 'light' and a mudblood, then maybe I would've taken her for myself," Rodolphus said as he leaned on the door frame.
Temno shuddered at the thought of what Rodolphus meant about the word 'Taken'. He immediately stopped looking at himself and glared at Rodolphus.
"Fine. Get on with it, this mudblood's face is making me filthy," He spat at Rodolphus.
Rabastan came into the room and gasped in mock shock, "You mean you weren't filthy before? Good! I would hate to speak to someone so tainted and… Filthy," Temno glowered at Rabastan but he didn't seem fazed at all, he actually looked giddy.
"One hour!" He said, "So where's the so-called 'Unplottable' Potter Manor?"
"Come, it's not that unplottable though, all I had to do was to go through the Ministry floo network and BAM!" Rodolphus spread his arms like a child, "Potter Manor here we come!"
The Lestrange brothers skipped out of the room with Temno in tow. They walked through damp hallways, to dark ones with numerous empty paintings, to dusty corridors, and finally to the main room where there were three torches dimly lit.
Rabastan put some floo powder into his palm and dumped it onto his unsuspecting hand- as a result, he yelped- with Rodolphus sneering at him before saying;
"Just say Potter Manor, Earl of Stinchcombe- it's not that hard… or is it for your tiny brain?"
He raised his hand and made a violent gesture- but otherwise, quiet. Quietly, he mumbled 'Potter Manor, Earl of Stinchcombe,' and jumped into the fire. Leaving the Lestrange brothers either sneering or glaring at him.
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When Temno got to the quiet Potter Manor, he quickly ran up the stairs to one of the rooms and opening it, revealing Lily Potter, sleeping soundly. Tip-toeing, he put Lily Potter under a strong sleeping spell before hiding her under the bed, making sure that she wouldn't wake up anytime when he was around. All of a sudden, his eyes widened and he quickly touched his pocket and sighed in relief. Good thing he had the bottles of Polyjuice with him, otherwise, he would have to see the eldest Potter pointing his wand at him. Temno internally shuddered. No one would want to suffer the wrath of the eldest Potter, strong or not, Potter would always find a way to defeat his enemy and that scared him and the Lestrange brothers sometimes.
Temno walked down the stairs, trying to look as casual- as casual as Lily Potter can look- as possible. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he quickly found out that James Potter and Sirius Black were in the main room speaking to each other. How stupid was he?! Flooing into the Manor when they were up?! No way! He wasn't that suicidal! After a few seconds of intently listening to the conversation, he sighed in relief. They never noticed that he was in the manor… yet.
He silently walked away from the door and quickly walked to the stairs where he heard an immediate bang with footsteps.
"Mum, Dad! Did Harry have any children?" Temno saw that it was just the youngest Potter boy so he created the most 'Lily' looking mask he could make and replied,
"Sage honey, what's with all of the ruckuses?" He asked sweetly, of course, he knew that the eldest Potter had a child, twins actually- with the Yaxley Heiress. He quickly said, "Yes. It is Harry's child. All that we know is that the mother is dead and you're," He pointed at the youngest Potter, "An Uncle. Well good morning to you!" He quickly shuffled to the other room and felt the familiar tingling sense again so he took out a mirror and found himself returned to his original form- Temno. Panicked, he took out one of the vials of Polyjuice potion and immediately drank it, turning right back into Lily Potter. He stared at himself in the mirror once again, albeit shakily and sighed in relief; he had flawlessly turned into Lily Potter once again.
Slowly, he opened the door and saw the twins playing on the eldest Potter… Literally. One was trying to go under Potter's arm and the other was climbing him like a pole.
"Terrible twos?" He asked as he came out of the kitchen.
The eldest Potter nodded and then asked:
"Almost breakfast?"
"Yes," He replied, although not really knowing if breakfast really is coming soon. Acting before thinking, he walked- rather quickly- out of the room leaving the Potters in the dining room.
When he closed the door and was sure that he saw the Eldest Potter watching him suspiciously. Did he do something wrong? He walked further into the manor and found an old fireplace in one of the rooms and smirked. If Lord Potter didn't keep tabs on who was entering the manor from the main fireplace, then Potter definitely wouldn't be keeping tabs on this old one.
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Temno started the fire and took some old floo powder to fire-call the Lestrange brothers. Quietly, he mumbled 'Riddle Manor' and said;
"You; Rodolphus, Rabastan… you there?"
There wasn't any sound at first but soon he was able to hear a soft shuffling and then one of them replied, "Yeah, you found 'im- I mean, them?"
"Yes. I found an old fireplace and so far, I found that Potter doesn't keep tabs on fireplaces nor does he put alarms on who enters the house," He snorted, "Seems like he's an idiotic Gryffindor,"
"... are we able to go through this?" Rodolphus spoke- or he thought it was Rodolphus, one may never know which by fire-call… both had bad speaking abilities, but sometimes… they surprise him by speaking like a sane person. Literally.
"Yeah, if I was able to fire-call you and come through the main fireplace without them noticing, then you guys can definitely come,"
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Harry growled as the unknown death eater ducked from his spell. Why did everything bad happen to him? First, he was hit with a shitty skin peeling curse, then he had Fudge and Umbridge wanting to get him into Azkaban without a trial, and now?! Now, some death eater rebels want to attack Potter Manor.
"Sectumsempra!" He whispered as he ducked the killing curse. Luckily, the death eater couldn't dodge the spell fully so it hit the man on the shoulder, spewing blood on the unknown death eater's face. Immediately, he ducked another killing curse from Rodolphus Lestrange and huffed. Will the man stop being so rash and… predictable? For the last hour, that man only fired killing curses and in bloody obvious places that made him very capable of dodging it, thank you very much.
Why was it only him that fought? He knew that his father made sure Sage didn't fight and Sirius and his father were recovering from the attack… so where was his mother? He thought for a few seconds before gasping. That unknown death eater was in Polyjuice Potion, that's why his mother was acting strangely today!
"Hey Potter," The unknown death eater drawled, sneering at him, "Did she really love you? If yes, then why would she commit suicide? Maybe because you were a filthy half-blood!" The unknown death eater cackled. The man's voice filled the air and gave him an uncertain vibe.
"Who are you?" Harry said as he narrowed his eyes into slits.
"Temno. My name is Temno-"
"He means Wallachia Temno!" Rabastan screamed as some Aurors appeared and started fighting with him.
"IT IS JUST TEMNO!" Said person screamed at Rabastan as he cast another nasty cutting curse at Harry.
Harry hissed in pain as the cutting curse slashed open his arm. Doubt started to fill in him. Did Lysandra really love him, and did she suddenly regret being with him? Is that why she committed suicide? Was the letter a big white lie? Harry stood there for a while and soon, darkness engulfed him with Wallachia- Temno- whichever one it is- sneering at him.
"Bye Bye Potter," Temno said as he apparated away from the spot.
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Harry woke up from the weird darkness and found himself staring at his bedroom ceiling. Why was he here- oh… the attack… Lysandra…
His thoughts were cut short when the door opened and a bunch of footsteps rumbled the floor making him feel more awake than ever and as he sat up from the bed, he was immediately pushed down and by the twins and groaned.
"Daddy! Don't wake up! Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle, He's awake!"
Harry groaned once again as more footsteps came up.
"How're you doing, son?" His father said warmly, although he looked like a mess. His head was bandaged, along with his arms and he saw him sporting numerous bruisings like on the face.
"You look like shit," He said and his father laughed, though his voice sounded a little tired.
"How about you? You were pretty beaten up too," His father asked.
"Dad! What about mum? The person who was polyjuiced as mum was a death eater- wait, in the first place, why didn't you keep tabs on the floo network?"
His father smiled sadly and sighed, "We were repairing the fireplace, so for now… I guess we're vulnerable to an attack,"
He watched helplessly as his father left the room, looking depressed. He wanted to help him, but how? How would he help him- by telling that it's alright? Harry shook his head and laid back on his bed but this time, a different thought came up in his mind. Did Lysandra really love him, or was that all a lie? Did she really commit suicide just because he was a half-blood?
As these thoughts clouded his mind, he remembered something that Albus Dumbledore had told him:
'Harry, the spirits of the dead is right beyond us. We even may be able to meet them in the forest,'
Harry thought about it again, and his eyes widened. Maybe he could find the answers right in front of the forbidden forest!
Harry scrambled out of the bed and quietly walked down the stairs, making sure to not disturb anyone. When he got to the bottom of the stairs, he put on his invisibility cloak and whispered 'Hogwarts, Dumbledore's Office,' and left.
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Harry quietly walked out of the office and went down the stairs, avoiding some of the leftover rubble from the battle. When he reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he stood there for a few seconds, reliving the memory of Voldemort casting the killing curse on Sage.
Harry shook his head and kept on walking deeper into the forest until something glinting in the light caught his eye. Looking around, making sure that no one was watching him, he picked up the stone that was glinting and he stared at the stone for a while until his mind finally processed what he was seeing.
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A/N: Horrible cliffhanger, I know but anyways I think I made the chapter with good grammar... maybe...
Also, I finished the Finals yesterday and I am officially on Winter Break! Sadly, I got 159 out of 161 on my World Language finals and I felt like crying bc I wanted to get 160 but you know, I shouldn't blame it on the school; I should actually blame it on myself. Yesterday, I had the math finals and I was pretty confident that I got at least a 95% on my test but who knows... I might get a lower grade...
