Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter and/or Dark Angel do you think seriously think I would be writing Fan Fiction.

AN:I'm so sorry for the wait between chapters but school took up much of my time since the last update. However, now I have finished and done my finals and officially graduated (yay, for me)! I did promise some people that I would have this chapter up earlier and for all purposes I was but then life decided to show us how cruel she could be and effectively gave us a heavy blow. But enough of that.

FaeFolk: A sempath is in essence someone who can sense the hidden. It's a cross between a seer and an empath. I kinda imagined it as Luna can see these images racing around people that show her the person's secrets. Hope this clarifies it for you.

Suzy: I hate Brin too, especially Manticore Brin because they pretty much turned her into nothing more than a puppet.

TouchoftheWind: DE's won't play an important part in this story (although they do show up in this chapter) neither will Voldemort. If I write a sequel, the focus will turn to them. Harry will meet more of his siblings later on in the story as well, I couldn't bear to leave them out.

Realdarkangel: I thought it was about time Harry gave it to them straight.

Petitessorcieres: pretty much Harry is letting his emotions get to him and with the threat of Manticore very close by he is very tense and Hermione has a way to rub him the wrong way at the wrong times.

To all my other reviewers thank you so much. They really make me want to get another chapter out to you guys so much faster. To all those who have added me as an alert or favourite, I would love to hear your comments as well.

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Chapter 9: Death Eaters, Port Keys and Confirmation, Oh My!

HOGSMADE WEEKEND

THIS SATURDAY

THIRD TO SEVENTH YEARS ONLY

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Snow crunched under the student's feet as they made their way towards Hogsmade. Harry walked slightly in front of his two best friends shielding them from the chill wind. They had had a fight that morning and Harry refused to be the patsy in the middle this time. It had been the stupidest fight. Hermione hadn't wanted to go because Brin wasn't feeling well but she wanted them to buy her a few books, a few being six. Of course Ron had blown up at her, why should he have to go into a book store when she could easily go herself? So there he was scowling at the lack of maturity they were showing. At least Hermione had insisted on accompanying Brin to Madam Pomphrey effectively incapacitating her. Entering the town he le his two silent friends towards one of his favourite shops, Honeydukes. Sugar wasn't allowed at Manticore. They had a strict diet they were made to follow and chocolate and lollies were not included. Harry lips lifted into a smile. He could only imagine the damage that would be done if the government had a hoard of hyperactive super-soldier children. It hadn't been until years after the escape that he had had his first taste of chocolate. His smile again widened. The Dursley's were hardly going to give him food that Dudley liked so he had to use some Manticore tricks to get a Mars Bar off of his fat cousin. The look on Dudley's face was priceless when hen realised that his treat had vanished mysteriously.

A bell chimed as the trio waked into Honeydukes. Splitting up they fought the sea of students to get to their favourite sweets. Half an hour later they walked out their hands full of sweets. Harry had a bag of Ice Mice and Chocolate Frogs and a Liquorice Wand, Hermione had chosen some Sugar Quills and Liquorice Wand while Ron had spent most of his money on Bertie Botts, Chocolate Frogs and a selection on new lollies. Not wanting to put up with either Ron or Hermione's whining he told them he would see them at the Three Broomsticks in fifteen minutes as he left them to go to Zonko's and the local book and supplies shop.

Harry walked into a post office hidden in a side alley on the edge of Hogsmade. It wasn't well known but they also wouldn't ask questions. They also carried some of the fastest delivery owls in England. Paying two sickles to the tender Harry checked that everything was in the leather pouch before attaching it to a mean looking horned owl. On the front he wrote a set of numbers and a name; X5-599. Zack. Sending the owl off he hoped his brother knew what to do with the package when he received it.

Exiting the store Harry could hear the sound of crunching feet and hushed voices coming from around the corner at the end of the alley. Two pops signalled the entrance of more people. His curiosity taking over Harry melted into the darkness and moved forward. Slipping around the corner he stayed within the circle of darkness cloaking the walls. Standing in front of him were seven Death Eaters. Not recognising any of their voices he figured they were new recruits sent on an initiation mission or something similar. The worst they could do was stun a few people, as of yet the killing curse was probably still too complex for them to do. Nothing a few town's people, aurors or order members couldn't handle. There was no need for him o get involved. Getting ready to leave the glow of a lumos shone on him. He was soon bent over in pain from a crucious curse. Laughing the Death Eaters ailed to notice Harry stand up straight, his emerald eyes darkening.

"That was pathetic. At least Voldemort's crucios's sting a little." Harry took this chance of surprise to go on auto pilot and punch the Death Eater closest to him into a wall. A sickening crunch echoed in the alley ripping the Death Eaters out of their stupor. Jumping over the group Harry landed cat-like, crouched on the other side. Standing up he pulled the closest Death Eater in front of him using his body as a shield to catch the spells thrown at him. Dropping the body Harry tutted.

"Look, as much as I would love to play a round of 'kill Potter' that right has been shot gunned by Voldemort and probably Manticore, so I'm gonna have to pass."

Blurring forward he rammed into a Death Eater spinning him round and forcing him into another and sending both into a piece of wood. Ducking he spun out his leg sweeping another's feet out from under him. Straightening Harry missed the stunner that was sent from behind him slamming him into a wall. He rubbed the back of his neck feigning hurt as the remaining Death Eater advanced slowly raising their wand. Harry blurred around him, his hands grabbing to cup his enemy's head, turning it he felt his neck twist to a wrong angle. The body fell and Harry looked at the scene before him, his eyes once again lightening. He blurred to the end of the alley where he began running, trying to escape the carnage he had caused and his past that seemed to be catching up to him faster than he liked. Leaving it to fate was not an option anymore. If Manticore didn't find him and take him away, Voldemort would surly try to kill him and reveal his secret, alerting Manticore t his presence. Either way he didn't like his chances. Tomorrow night he would leave Hogwarts and go on the run once again.

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Brin walked out of the hospital wing, a frown marring her face. Hermione's insistence on escorting her there had set her back. Az was probably celebrating the fact that she was out of the way. He knew she would be held up with the school nurse and would be out of his way for the day. What he didn't expect was that she couldn't and wouldn't fail her mission, even if it meant rendering the nurse unconscious and removing her memory. Reaching the common room she changed into her Manticore uniform with a navy cloak over the top. Donning a blonde wig and some make up she blurred out of Hogwarts.

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Lydecker pushed through the sea of students heading to Hogsmade for the day. How he hated this job. The students had nothing against his kids. Of course his kids were genetically engineered super soldiers but that didn't mean they had to be so undisciplined. The only reason he stayed was to get X5-483 and cut connections between Manticore and wizarding England. The only problem was the surrogates had given false names and without knowing who they were Manticore couldn't pinpoint who 483 was. Adding to that was the fact that he was one of Lydecker's kids, meaning he was one of the best. It had made his plans move slower and Renfro was not pleased, not to mention other sources. Pausing in front of a stone gargoyle he said "Peppermint Humbugs" before walking up the staircase into the Headmasters office.

Entering the office Lydecker cocked one eyebrow at all the strange objects humming and beeping. It got really annoying, in a short amount of time.

"You wanted to see me Albus?"

"Ah, yes, Donald. I have the portkey you requested here."

Lydecker smiled, he had been waiting for this since he had started working here.

"Your location has been checked and authorised. You know the rules, as I'm sure the Ministry went through them with you thoroughly."

"Yes, they did."

"That was all I needed to talk to you about. Would you care to accompany me to Hogsmade? It is a rather beautiful place at this time of year, that and I seem to have run out of lemon drops and need to re-stock."

"No thank you Albus. I think I will stay and get some work done." Lydecker said as he turned to leave, the portkey in his hand.

"Remember, do not tell anyone of that portkey and only use it when you really need to." Albus called of from his office. Not turning around Lydecker called back, "Yes Albus."

Lydecker chucked the ball from hand to hand. He had managed to convince the ministry to give him an unlimited portkey. It would allow him to travel from his office at Hogwarts to a clearing close to the Manticore facility in Wyoming whenever he needed. Of course he had a strict set of rules he had to follow, like not bringing any unauthorised persons with him, but as far as he was concerned he only answered to two people, Renfro and… he shuddered at the last thought. How he had gotten himself into this mess he didn't like to think about. The end result better be worth it. Pocketing the portkey he waited for Brin to report back to him.

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Harry walked into the Three Broomsticks taking off his cloak at the wave of heat from inside the pub. Spotting his two best friends he made his way towards their table. Awaiting him as a bottle of warm Butterbeer.

"Thanks for the Butterbeer," he said as he took a swig. "Are you talking to each other again yet?"

"Sort of…"

"How can you sort of be talking to each other Ron?"

"Well, we still feel a bit sore about it."

Harry rolled his eyes at Ron's answer. He had seen Ron and Hermione talking animatedly before he had entered. They were obviously talking about him or about something they didn't want him to know about. Either way he didn't care as long as he didn't have to listen to their whining again.

"Did you want something to eat, Harry?" Hermione asked. "It's on me."

"It's ok, I'll pay."

"No Harry, you always pay. It's my turn this time."

"Fine." Harry relented. "I'll have a toasted chicken and vegetable focaccia with a side of fries."

"Ron?"

"Seeing as your offering, I'll have a cauldron pie and a bowl of fries with sauce."

Rolling her eyes Hermione went to grab some money out of her blue and brown stripped Roxy wallet. A noise escaped he lips as she accidentally dropped a gallon under the table. It rolled before stopping under Harry's chair.

"Harry can you please get that for me?" Hermione asked. "It might look a little suss if I try to get it."

Bending over his chair Harry groped for the coin underneath.

"Harry, what's that on your neck?"

Harry's eyes widened at Ron's question. Grabbing the coin he sat up as fast as was humanly possible. Rubbing the back of his neck he handed Hermione back her coin.

"Probably just dirt," Harry answered not seeing the slight frown marring Hermione's face as she walked towards the counter.

The rest of the afternoon went fast with light talk between the trio, even Draco didn't cause a scene when he walked in. Harry breathed a sigh o relief when the topic of his tattoo aka dirt on the back of his neck didn't come up. As four o'clock drew near the Hogwarts students slowly began returning to the school. Realising it was time to leave the trio grabbed their shopping from the day and left the Tree Broomsticks debating animatedly about what weird and dangerous creature Hagrid was going to present them in Care of Magical Creatures next lesson. So far the winner was a Runespoor, closely followed by a Kelpie and a Quintaped. As they walked out a blonde middle aged witch wearing a dark cloak followed before turning the opposite direction and melting into the shadows.

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Brin stepped into Lydecker's office now dressed in her school uniform. Standing at attention she waited for Lydecker to look up from his laptop.

"Any news, soldier?' He asked.

"I have confirmation, sir."

A grin formed on Lydecker's face as his fingers began to furiously type.

We have conformation.

Be ready 0100 hours.

Deck.

Clicking the send button Lydecker rested his chin on his fists looking Brin in the eye. He hated what he had to do to her all thise weeks ago but he couldn't let Renfro suspect anything was wrong. But seeing one of his kids like that hurt him. She wasn't special anymore, she was just like the rest of the mindless soldiers who only did what they were told. He sighed.

"You know what to do?"

"Yes, sir."
"Then you're dismissed."

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Hermione sat cross legged on her bed, the curtains were closed and a small jewellery box was sitting open in front of her. A frown marred her face as she concentrated on the puzzle in front of her. Something was up, that much she knew for sure and she was almost 100 sure that Harry was connected to Brin and Lydecker somehow. But how or why, she didn't have a clue. Too many things didn't seem to add up while others fit perectly. First, Ron and she had seen Harry training at Grimmauld Place but when he got to defence class he refused, telling everyone about some boys but he had caught Brin's hand so fast that the exchange had been a blur. Then there was his aversion of Brin. Not to mention that it couldn't have been a coincidence that Harry got a letter saying Ben had died and there was a recently dead Ben in Lydecker's story. At least she had caught a glimpse of that letter, the second one he had received he had snapped at her before he had opened it. He had called her a CO? Wasn't that an army term? It had also arrived the day Brin and Lydecker were away. Then there was the thing on the back of their neck. Both had claimed it was dirt but she swore Brin's was a tattoo and Ron said that Harry's looked nothing like dirt. She wished she could remember what it had been of but she hd been half asleep when she had seen it.

Whatever happened it would happen soon. She could feel both sides agitation. Sighing she tidied her notes and put them in the box before closing it. She couldn't go to Dumbledore without proof because if she was wrong….she was never wrong! Opening her curtain she went down to the Common Room to meet Ron and Harry for dinner.

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Chattering echoed around the Great Hall as the students entered. At the front the teachers sat whispering urgently between each other. Dumbledore stood up waiting for the students to quieten down.

"I am sorry to say, that Hogsmade trips will be cancelled for the rest of the year…" Dumbledore raised his hands at the students' cries of outrage at his statement. "I assure you, I would not do this unless I did not think you were safe. Only a short while ago a group of Death Eaters were found in a back alley in Hogsmade. All of them were dead, some in a brutal fashion. Until we know and capture the culprit it is not safe for you to leave the school grounds. We do not know if this person is on our side or not. On a lighter note the elves have cooked us a delicious dinner. Please, tuck in!"

The plates filled with food and cups filled with drink as Dumbledore finished his speech. The students broke out into discussion at what they had just heard. Many believed that the killer was against Voldemort. Why else would they have killed Death Eaters? Othe believed it was a fight that had broken out amongst the Death Eaters with one dominating. But many didn't know what to think.

"What do you think Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I just hope they're on our side." Hermione nodded in agreement. Seeing Ron she glared.

"Ron, chew! You're going to choke on something one day!"

"Aw domph carph. Burph bard!"

"You are so hopeless!" She said exasperated. Smiling at his friends' antics he took a sip of his pumpkin juice and piled his plate with chicken, fish and vegetables.

Harry's eyes widened at the sight of dessert; apple pie with custard. His vision blurred, doubling the pie. A lurching feeling crept into his stomach.

"Harry are you alright? You look a little pale." Harry mock glared at Hermione's statement before softening his gaze and answering.

"No, not really. I feel a bit sick. I might go to bed."

"I'll come with you," Ron offered.

"No, it's ok. You stay and have dessert. I'll be fine." Harry left before Hermione insisted on Ron going with him.

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Lydecker sat listening to Dumbledore's speech, a smirk on his lips. He has seen the scene of the attack and he was sure that it had been the work of one of his kids. The only name left on the list that could've possibly done it was Az. A surge of pride went through him. This was what his kids had been made for, all the time he spent training them to be the best they could be and they were the best. His grey eyes scanned the crowd of students and landed on Az. Sources had confirmed the magic theory. Just like too much magic could suffocate technology, too much technology could suffocate magic. The problem was that Az had gained some very distinct features with the reintroduction of magic. How it had happened did not matter, the only thing that mattered was that he completed his assignment. He grinned. Yes, Az was behind the attack. His eyes shone in recognition and his posture stiffened. Az had become slack and was being way too obvious about his knowledge. He would just have to fix that.

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Blurring Harry got three quarters of the way to Gryffindor Tower before he stopped. He couldn't move faster. The walls moved as his vision blurred again. He staggered the rest of the way to the Fat Lady, clutching to the wall for support.

"All for one and one for all"

Walking into the Common Room and up the staircase to the boy's dormitory. Harry slumped down onto his bed, his head spinning as it hit the pillow, his eyes closing against the pain. Black spots edged their way across his eyes before he saw no more.