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Sorry for the wait, as usual real life loves getting in the way.
Harry's POV
I actually managed to keep a straight face when Severus and I came through the door to find Tom was actually pacing rapidly across the room. He stopped within moments of the door opening but not quite fast enough to keep me from knowing exactly what he had just been doing. "Did anyone notice who you were and did the trip take care of everything that you needed to do?"
"We were both fine and got everything that we needed, including a couple catalogs just in case we forgot something." Resisting the urge to giggle was harder than I thought it would be when he shifted, probably realizing how he sounded. "No one even looked our way twice."
"Good." Tom slipped closer to the door before glancing at Severus. "We have plans to go over and the masses need to be informed of what its necessary for them to know. Harry, will you be fine on your own for the length of the meeting, or would you prefer for me to summon someone to keep you company?"
I couldn't quite keep from scoffing at the very thought. "No thanks, I would rather not have some terrified Death Eater standing stiffly in the room with me for however long you both are gone. I'll probably just get some studying in and practice changing forms."
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Sirius' POV
"This is Blood Magic Siri. Not only is it highly illegal, but it requires the blood of a living relative to even work and I highly doubt that Petunia is going to willingly give blood to find Harry." Remus doesn't believe that it will work but it has to.
"It will work, all pureblood families are related anyway and James' mother was a Black too." I placed the candles and started on the runes and circle. "I have to find him and this is the only way to do it without his blood or something that belongs to him and Dumbledore isn't going to let me borrow any of his things to find him."
Remus looked like he was going to complain again before he just sighed and corrected one of the runes that was a little off. "If you are so determined to try this the least I can do is make sure that you don't take the entire house down in the process." It felt good to have Remus helping me with one of my crazy plans just like before, if only James was here to help me come up with my crazy plans again.
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Harry's POV
Who would have thought that the home of the most powerful Dark Wizard in the world could be so utterly boring. There were only the books to keep me company and I almost wish that I had agreed to having a Death Eater summoned to keep me company, even if they would have just stood stiffly in the center of the room. Most of the books in the room were ones I had already read and the transformations were already as easy as breathing. If it wasn't for the chance of running into a random Death Eater that didn't know not to attack me on sight I probably would have already went in search of something mildly entertaining to do.
I was passing by the fireplace for the sixty-sixth time when the oddest feeling passed from the top of my head all the way down to the tip of my big toe. It felt a little like there was something in my blood that was calling out to someone, somewhere. The first thing that ran through my mind was that Dumbledore was using some kind of magic to find me, but that didn't explain why my blood was so intent on being found. It almost felt like something in my blood wanted to be found, that that would make everything better or that I would be safer.
I slipped into my lamia form and headed through the door to find Tom or Severus. Hopefully the Death Eaters were smart enough not to attack a lamia wandering around the home of the last descendant of Slytherin. Of course, that doesn't mean that either man will be happy to see me roaming the halls but they would be even more upset if it is Dumbledore and I don't tell them about it.
Dumbledore's POV
I mixed the blood with the necessary potion and watched the runes light up with a sense of satisfaction. Soon I will know where the little snake is and my plans will be right back on track. It wasn't easy to convince that little conniving muggle to give up some of her blood but a little money and the promise that she would never have to see Harry again were more than enough incentive to get what I wanted. The best part was that there was nothing that the muggle could do to make me carry through with my promise, after all, she was just a muggle and I am the most powerful wizard of the age.
"Where are you, you little brat? I need to bind you to my little mistake and claim back all the power that I lost because of that fool Minister."
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Harry's POV
The feeling only seemed to grow as I sped down the empty corridors looking for anyone at this point. It was a maddening feeling and it was only growing. Tom or Severus would be able to make it stop and at this point that's all I care about. I don't want to know what's causing it or whom, it just has to stop before my blood actually leaves my body to look for the source.
I hardly noticed the dark form in front of me as I brushed past it and continued on my way without a second glance. It wasn't who I was looking for and that was all that mattered right now.
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Remus' POV
The runes gave out a bright glow as the spell started to take effect and I tried and failed to keep my hopes of finding Harry through this ritual from growing. This ritual always looked the same through the first couple of stages. The only way you knew if it was working was the sudden knowledge of the person's location at the end, if it failed the caster normally ended up with one hell of a headache as you were suddenly bombarded with the locations of every single member of the family whose blood you used was shoved into your brain. Even if it worked it was known to be rather painful. Siri is going to be in a horrible temper if it doesn't and he just gets the location of his family.
The last stage of the ritual arrived with a light that had me shielding my eyes and wishing that I didn't have the extra eyesight of a werewolf to make this whole thing more painful. Siri let out a whimper as he dropped to the ground clutching his head and I made my way forward with the pain potion and a bottle of fire whiskey, just in case.
He accepted the potion but didn't reach for the whiskey. "It worked Moony. I know where Harry is."
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Harry's POV
The moment that I finally had both Tom and Severus in my sights my blood gave out an almighty thump and black spots filled my vision. Everything started to spin and I couldn't seem to focus on anything. I heard Tom and Severus but the meaning of their words escaped me. The last thing I saw was the two men racing toward me as I collapsed.
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Somewhere in Scotland, in a location unknown to all without magical blood, there arose a sound that most would describe as akin to a dying cat, or something equaling unnerving. A certain phoenix watched the origin of the noise from his perch, almost dreading the knowledge that the old man currently writhing on the floor might gain from this madness.
All across the castle students and teachers alike jerked and gazed frantically around them to try to find the cause for not only the sound but also the stirring of old dark magic that chilled their cores. Most muggleborns whimpered and curled slightly to ward off the chill and many halfbloods did the same. Purebloods, excluding a certain redhead, gazed warily around as they recognized the feel of forbidden magic. A certain group of Slytherins gazed directly at where the source would have to be and began to plan the letters that needed to be sent immediately, they knew that nothing good could come of the 'Light Lord' breaking out that kind of magic in middle of the afternoon.
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