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Hagrid and Sirius stepped out of the shadows and onto an overgrown path that appeared to thread away into the woods. Sirius repressed a shudder, the magic in the air felt warped and wrong. He let his own magic coil out around his body so that he didn't have to feel it, he hadn't met any of the Gaunts personally. But from the stories he'd heard all their magic felt like this if they weren't a squib. He wondered what had happened to them for their magic to become so warped over the generations.

"Sirius, are you okay?" Hagrid asked him, pulling him from his thoughts. Sirius just nodded, not feeling any need to talk. Seeing Sirius respond Hagrid stepped forwards his hands starting to glow blue and seemingly feeling at nothing, if Sirius was honest the man looked like a giant mime and it was quite funny.

Hagrid had long since learnt to trust his magic when it came to dealing with wards, rather than trying to cast different diagnostic spells. He figured he was dealing with a pretty standard dark disillusionment ward. He kept feeling around till he found what felt like a weak point in the wards, figuring It was as good a time as any to let Sirius practise he motioned him forwards and pointed out the weak spot.

Sirius stepped up to where Hagrid was gesturing, he started concentrating his magic into his hands and they appeared to be covered in dark shadows. He had finally accepted his heritage as a black and their dark magic when he'd seen that, accepting that seemed to have helped strengthen his connection to his magic. Grabbing the air around where Hagrid was gesturing Sirius could feel the wards and it felt like a weak point, this should be easier than the wards Hagrid train him on.

Slowly Sirius started increasing the magic in his hands and feeding it in to the wards, suddenly a black pulse ran over its surface and Sirius pushed more magic into the ward. When the entire woods in front of them had a black tinging to it, he pulled his magic back in. Before he'd even pulled half of it back in, a cracking sound pierced the surrounding air, cracks seemingly running through the air. Then with a sound like glass exploding the ward disappeared.

Hagrid and Sirius were left standing at the Gaunt Manor, if anyone could call it that. Once, maybe a long time ago it was a beautiful stately home but years of neglect by the family had turned it into a ruin. They tore their attention away from the manor and looked at the shack that had been built in front of the manor, that was why they were here.

They both approached the shack slowly, both feeling the strong charms trying to turn their attention away from their goal, these were on another level of power, it was obvious these were additions that Voldemort had made himself. They were both well trained enough that they could ignore these charms even if it took a lot of concentration. It was this concentration that made them miss the trigger of the next ward before they had set it off, rotting hands suddenly appeared out of the ground and out of the pond before they appeared to begin digging themselves out.

Sirius and Hagrid looked at one another "Shit!" Sirius exclaimed "are we fighting or running?" he questioned. Hagrid didn't even talk, he simply gave Sirius a grin that would curdle most people's blood, however it reassured Sirius. Hagrid summoned lightning into his palms and shaped them like knuckle dusters. Sirius summoned fire and shaped it into wrist mounted swords, like the rest of his magic even his fire had a dark tint to it.

Hagrid rolled his shoulders, letting the lightning flow lightly over the rest of his body he charged the Inferi as soon as they'd gotten out of the ground. Just before he made impact he spread his arms and increased the lightning crackly over them, he incinerated the Inferi on impact, his charge taking out a group of them. Now that he had some room to work, he started firing off bolts of lightning from his hands, cutting down groups at a time. He felt one get a little close to his back and spun using his raw magic to blast the closest ones away from himself, the ones that made contact with walls or trees came apart on impact.

Grinning savagely, he summoned his greatsword to his hand and channelled the lightning through it and swung at the closest Inferi, cutting it in half and the one behind it. As he moved towards the next closest group he started firing lightning at the groups that were further away.

Sirius laughed manically as he hacked and sliced with blades made of flames, ducking under reaching arms and then splitting bodies down the middle. He confessed he understood why most wizards would fear Inferi, the sheer numbers made them hard to fight unless you were well trained in combat. Seeing a reaching hand get a little close he fell backwards into shadows, reappearing from the shadows in the branches above the group of Inferi he had just vanished on. Summoning more fire magic, he hit the ground hard, blasting out a shockwave of fire. Completely incinerating anything within several metres of him, looking for the next group to take on Sirius had to stop and watch Hagrid. The half giant was a force of nature, sliding through entire packs of Inferi completely decimating any that came near him and even those that were further away with his lightning.

Sirius picked his next group and shadow stepped straight into the centre stabbing the Inferi whose shadow he had just emerged from, pulling his wand he started firing off blasting curses left and right. With his left arm, he shaped his fire into a glaive and started hacking and slashing in tandem with his curses. Before he knew it, there weren't any Inferi and they were both stood panting in a field of dismembered body parts. Sirius was about to ask Hagrid what next when the ground in front of them split open and a Golem clawed its way out of the hole.

The Golem stood at 20 feet tall, making even Hagrid look up at it. "Great" Sirius muttered under his breath "Just what we needed". Hagrid just chuckled and let the lightning surround his body as he vanished his sword, he and the Golem stood facing one another effectively having a stare off.

Without another second of hesitation Hagrid roared at the Golem and the two charged, The impact of the two hitting gave off a shockwave that knocked Sirius back a few steps. Sirius stood back in awe as he watched Hagrid fighting what was effectively a giant made of rocks and magic. Hagrid got punched and flew past Sirius smashing through several trees, Sirius took that as his cue to get involved. Looking towards the pond he pulled the water out of it and towards the back of the giant. As soon as the water was surrounding the now thrashing Golem Sirius froze it.

"That won't hold it for long! You need to take its head off!" he heard Hagrid yelling as he disentangled himself from the trees. Sirius knew he was right, the Golem was already starting to break free of the ice. Sirius started throwing blasting curses at the Golem's head and realised that it wasn't having the desired effect. Thinking he had a eureka moment and shadow stepped onto the Golem's shoulder that it had broken free from the ice. He summoned a gigantic fire, concentrating hard and making sure he was ready he turned it to fiendfyre and guided it against the neck of the Golem. As powerful as the magic holding the Golem together was, fiendfyre would eat through basically everything and it was working now. It made short work of the Golem's neck and its giant head fell to the floor, along with rest of its body.

"Good job Sirius" Hagrid stated as he walked over "nice use of FiendFyre, not how I would have done it but very good. I really didn't expect a Golem as a defensive measure, Tom really must have done his research into old magic" Sirius just nodded in response still slightly shocked that he'd fought a giant Golem.

"Come on Sirius" Hagrid said, standing in front of the shack. Sirius pulled himself back to his senses and walked up to the shack to join Hagrid. Again, Hagrid started to perform his mime routine looking for any wards or anything unseen guarding the entrance to the shack. "Huh" Hagrid grunted "Doesn't actually seem to be anything here, be on your guard"

Hagrid shrunk down to a size that would allow him to pass through the doorway and summoned his sword to his hand, also scaled down to his current sword. Sirius followed suit and summoned a sword to his hand as well as summoning some wyrd lights that he sent floating through the doorway as soon as Hagrid kicked it open. He walked into the shack, as far as he could see it only had one room, the entire place stank of damp he wrinkled up his particularly sensitive nose, noting the downside of his animagus form.

He summoned several more wyrd lights and spread them throughout the room, the air felt thick and heavy, it felt very unnatural whatever wild magic had been allowed to run free here had not been good to the environment, it felt corrupted. He turned as he heard a grinding noise, expecting a trap being triggered but it was merely Hagrid ripping up a floor board.

He went and joined Hagrid by the hole in the floor as Hagrid lifted a small black box out of it, Hagrid opened the box and sat upon a cushion inside of it was a ring with a small onyx set on it. Hagrid was about to touch it when Sirius grabbed his hand. "Don't Hagrid, I know the feeling of that curse. It was one that mother taught Regulus when we were young, I don't know the name but I know it will kill you very painfully, it'll start causing your body to decay wherever it touches first and slowly spread out, you can stop its spread but it will still weaken you over time"

Hagrid smiled at him "Thanks, Sirius. It also has a compulsion on it, all I wanted to do was put it on till you stopped me. Perhaps we should seal it" levitating the box above his hand he raised his over hand above it and a silver cage flowed between his two hands. Once the cage had suspended the box in the centre it shrunk down to the size of the box, Sirius could no longer feel the Horcrux's magic.

"Did you notice, the emblem on the ring?" he asked Hagrid.

"Yes, the Peverell crest. I think this ring may be more important than we think" Hagrid replied.

"I have a feeling you're right Hagrid. However that's one down, I wonder how Harry is doing" Sirius stated.

Somewhere in Scotland

"Potter, Harry!" The great hall went silent and Harry swore that everyone must have been holding their breaths, Dumbledore's eyes were sparkling as Harry approached the stool set in front of professor McGonagall. As he started to march up he felt all his training in pureblood culture kick in, standing straight as he could, chest up, shoulders back and chin ever so slightly raised.

As he approached the stool he felt his heart rate pick up, he was nervous. After all he had no idea what House he would be sorted in to, he was descended from three of the finders as well as Merlin. He sat down on the stool, to everyone it looked like a king taking a seat on his throne.

The sorting hat was placed upon his head "Ah, a legacy and descended from three of the founders no less, plus Merlin himself. Now where to put you, I believe you could great things in the houses of all your ancestors. But you value loyalty very highly and I believe you could do well in the house of Badgers even"

"Put me where you will" Harry mumbled to the hat.

"What, no preferences that is a very rare thing to come across, no preference at all?" the hat enquired.

"No, it's your job to decide that" Harry answered the hat.

"Hmm, very well then. For such an odd situation, we require an odd solution" the hat stated.

Harry shuddered, this could be interesting.

"Guardian! The house of all the founders!" The hat yelled.