Harry Potter – Shattered Prophecy

A Dragon Age/Harry Potter Crossover

By Insanity Lord

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Chapter 10 – Summertime Adventures Part III

Blood red lightning split a bone white sky, a black sun shone down on a dead world. Something dead-yet-not-dead, alive-yet-not-alive walked a world that had not seen human life for millennia. This being, this not-alive-not-dead being, alone in a dead world, yearned for other life. It had decimated all life on this world, devoured it, sated its hunger.

This being stopped moving and swayed, glowing brightly before a crack opened up in the very fabric of reality. Slowly, this being shrank, changing form, making clothing for itself before stepping through the crack.

The dead world it left behind would only recover over many centuries, and even then, it would never be quite the same...

Luna woke up, blinking.

That was the last time she ate Morrigan's cookies (good as they were) before bed. They always gave her the strangest dreams...

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Harry explained to Morrigan about his own vision. A dragon, he said, that was likely an Old God like him, and something else. Something so horrifying that it was hard to describe. All Harry could say that it was 'living, yet dead'. It and the Old God ("Dumat," he said, "the Old God of Silence. I knew him once, before the Maker sealed us away, and rightly so. We were driving the world into chaos, and he was the source of blood magic.") fought, fought until the world they had inhabited was devoid of life.

All except for the girl in the crystal. She was sent away, barely alive, and sealed herself in the crystal, holding in her mind the memory of what happened, a warning so that it didn't happen again.

"But really," Harry said after he finished explaining the vision, "I don't know how high the odds are of that scenario happening here. Dumat is dead, and unless he reincarnated in some way, he can't be a threat to people at all."

"And if he is a threat?" Morrigan asked in reply, "if he does arrive? And he's stronger than you?"

"Then I'll just have to get stronger than him. I like this world, this place. I won't let him destroy it. I'm grateful that you gave me a chance to be free, to be something aside from a deity of destruction. I may have been the Old God of Beauty, but I was still a force of destruction and death. The Maker knew that, it's why he sealed us away, but even then, he didn't want to kill us. In a way, we were his children. Gods created by a god, but we rebelled against him, our father, our creator, and he punished us."

Harry smiled, a rueful smile. "Our combined power wasn't enough to defeat him. A year we fought, all of us against him, and he defeated us all. The Chantry is right in that he's benevolent, but anger the Maker and he can and will destroy everything. I don't think he wants to return to Thedas, for fear of what he will do if he finds them all wanting."

The reborn Old God sighed. "I suspect the Grey Being that I ran into at school is an agent of the Maker, an...Avatar if you will, bearing a fraction of his power. If that's the case, then I won't be able to defeat him if it comes down to it. Not now."

Morrigan sipped her tea. "You don't sound all that worried."

"About the Grey Being? No. I think he just wants to watch. The White Avatar, however, wants me dead, and if the Grey Being hadn't been there, I would have been killed. No, I need to grow stronger, if only to defeat the White Avatar. And I don't think you can kill him either, as powerful a sorceress as you are..."

Morrigan snorted. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Harry."

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Bellatrix Black (not LeStrange, never again) was, for the first time in years, thinking clearly. She was no longer mad. No long loyal to that...monster. She saw herself in the mirror, saw how ugly she had grown in Azkaban.

She had gotten old before her time. Once beautiful, she was less so now. That Morrigan woman had offered another chance at youth, and Bellatrix was considering it. She knew Sirius had agreed already, and was once more a 17 year old wizard.

The Philosopher's Stone... she had heard of it only in legend. To think that it actually existed. Maybe I should do it, she thought. And permanently change my appearance? I don't know...

She sighed. I'll do it. What do I have to lose?

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Sirius Black looked at his reflection in the mirror, preening and admiring his own looks. True, he couldn't go out yet, not until they had proven his innocence, but that day would come soon. Oh so soon.

His first instinct had been to hunt Pettigrew down and kill him, but Morrigan had neatly dissuaded him. Rather painfully.

Fire had been involved.

Soon, he thought, that traitor will get his due.

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"Ron, you got Scabbers?" Harry asked his friend as the redhead arrived later that day. Ron nodded.

"Yeah, right here. Why?"

Harry smiled coldly. "Because that's not a rat. Morrigan!"

The woman thrust her staff forward, a special, anti-shapeshifting spell she had learned from her mother's grimoire, flying out and slamming into the rat. Ron gave a yell as 'Scabbers' was flung out of his hands, slamming into the ground and turning into his true form.

Peter Pettigrew. Traitor to the Potters. He went white and turned tail, trying to run, only to find himself facing a large black dog.

"Ah...ah...P-P-Pad-"

The dog bit him in the groin. Harry facepalmed. "SIRIUS!"

The dog gave him a 'What? He'll live!' look. Morrigan just grinned and bound the man. "Let's go. We have a criminal to deal with. Legally so you can be cleared, Sirius."

The dog barked happily. Ron just blinked in shock.

"Wha...what the heck is going on!"

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An hour later, Fudge was trying his best to deny the irrefutable evidence in front of him. Dumbledore, fed up with the man, cast a simple spell to make as loud a noise as possible.

Considering his power, it shattered glass. "Cornelius Fudge!" he said, staring down his nose at the rump man. "We have the evidence. Veritaserum was used, and the truth known. The only one here that is trying to deny it aside from 'Lord' Malfoy is you, you bumbling fool."

The Supreme Mugwump looked up. "I hereby clear Sirius Black of all charges and charge Peter Pettigrew with mass murder. He will be sent to Azkaban for life."

With that, the man turned to Sirius. "Lord Black, please accept my deepest apologies for the wrongs committed against you. If there is anything I can do for you..."

Sirius just grinned. "Hey, I'm just glad that the real killer is going to prison," he said. "You still running that Order, Dumbledore? You can use my house if you want. I don't think I'll be living there. Too many bad memories."

Dumbledore nodded. "Thank you. Enjoy your new freedom, Lord Black. And...your apparent youth."

He glanced at Morrigan as he spoke. The witch just smiled and shrugged. "I just borrowed it. I put it back afterwards."

Dumbledore shook his head and left.

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Sirius Black Innocent! Fudge under investigation for bribery and incompetence.

Sirius Black, the one accused of betraying Lily and James Potter to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, was recently cleared of all charges. It was found that the real traitor and Death Eater was Peter Pettigrew, the real Secret Keeper for the Potters. He is also an unregistered animagus, and was able to hide with the Weasley Family for years, while Lord Black rotted away in Azkaban, until he was discovered by none other than Harry Potter himself and brought to justice and placed under Veritaserum and put on trial.

Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, attempted to deny the clear facts, but was over ruled and outvoted by the other Wizegamot members (save Lord Lucius Malfoy) and the Supreme Mugwump, Albus Dumbledore.

Fudge is currently under investigation by the Aurors for sheer incompetence and possible bribery.

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Bellatrix stared at the vial of youth potion in front of her, and then looked at Morrigan. "All this will do is make me 17 again?"

Morrigan nodded. "Repeated doses are needed for true immortality, but nobody really wants that I think. Drink it and you'll get younger."

Sirius was watching his cousin closely. He had been a little surprised to see her so sane, even after Morrigan had explained the madness demon that had been set on her by her 'husband'. He remembered the day she snapped, and had always thought it had come suddenly.

Now he knew the truth and wanted more than ever to kill Death Eaters. All of them. He watched his cousin down the potion...and blinked as she shrank down to 12 years old.

"Wha..."

Morrigan blinked. "...I think I messed up on the dosage."

Harry facepalmed. "You think?"

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Bellatrix was oddly fine with her new age. Not happy about having to go through puberty again, but she was young! And really, who would believe that a 12 year old girl was a former Death Eater? Add to that the fact that Morrigan did, in fact, know a way to change her appearance permanently, and Bellatrix Black (not for long, she had already decided on a new name, and Morrigan, yes, knew a way to get it registered in the Ministry without anybody knowing) was looking forward to a new life.

She also caught Harry glancing at her from time to time, and giggled girlishly as she realized that the boy had a crush on her.

It was all very amusing. She would let him watch her, and perhaps she would date him when they were old enough.

Ooh, she never thought she'd have missed that thought!

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Harry was frustrated. He had noticed Bellatrix now that she was his age. She was...cute! So very cute! Really, he didn't know why he thought she was, but he did!

Great, my first crush and it's on a former follower of the idiot I killed last year. Lovely. She probably won't even be the same soon! Who knows what she'll look like after Mother's magic?

Annoyed, he decided to visit Luna. Grabbing his broom, he flew off to her Rook-shaped house and landed at the bottom of the steps. He wasn't all that surprised when Luna opened the door and walked down the stairs, smiling.

"Hello, Harry," she said. "Are the wufflepores bothering you today?"

Harry just stared at his friend. "Wufflepores?"

Luna smiled. "That would be a yes then," she said dreamily. "Is it true? Did Lord Black get cleared of the charges?"

Harry nodded. "The real traitor is rotting in Azkaban as we speak," he said, smirking. "Black is staying with us until he can find a new home for himself."

"So what brings you here, Harry?" Luna asked, knowing he was troubled about something. Harry shrugged.

"I think I have a crush on Bellatrix. She took a potion brewed from the Philosopher's Stone and was made our age. And...she's cute."

Luna smiled. "That's wonderful!" she said.

Harry blinked. "What?"

"You both need affection that doesn't come from family, Harry," Luna said. "Think about it. She's obviously attractive to you, and you are a rather cute boy yourself. I was thinking about trying out a date with you in the next two years or so myself."

Harry opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He just stared at his friend. "... What?"

Luna smiled again. "Oh nothing. I'm just making small talk."

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Author's Notes: Next chapter – return to Hogwarts! Start of Year 2!