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"The prophecy might not be real. It might not even exist." Sirius explained. "First there was only one witness to it."

"Let me guess…Dumbledore?" Harry asked sarcastically.

"That's right. He was the only one to hear the prediction. And the second factor was that this prophecy was given by Sibyll Trelawney."

"I overheard from some older students that she predicts at least five deaths a day." Ginny remembered.

"Right. She might be the great-great granddaughter of a true Seer, but she does not possess the gift what-so-ever. These two things lead me to believe that Dumbledore just manipulated another soul in order to achieve his ends."

"So what you're telling me, is that my entire life has been controlled by Dumbledore, my family taken by Voldemort, who's also being fooled, all because of a stupid couple of sentences that might not even be true?"

"Pretty much." Sirius said.

An icy silence fell upon them. Their breathe was visible in the stormy, metallic air. Something was coming.

They turned and saw a Dementor gliding out of the darkness. They couldn't move because of the ice forming around their legs; the air from the sea having coated their bodies in a fine mist. The cloaked figure came to a sudden halt. It was hovering right in front of Ginny. Her warm brown eyes were frozen, awaiting the Kiss so famous of the monsters. There was no escape.

The Dementor bowed.


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The Lady of Azkaban

Chapter Twelve

Everlasting Night


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All was silent. Harry, Ginny, and Sirius all stared in utter shock at the scene in front of them.

A Dementor.

The most foul, evil creature ever to walk this earth. The creature birthed from chaos and given one, single purpose, to destroy all life and spirit. The dreaded, soul consuming being of darkness...

...was bowing to them.

"Um..." Was all Harry could manage to utter.

""H-how..." Sirius added.

""Why..." Ginny asked.

The bowing Dementor stared at them. It then reached a decayed arm toward them.

More specifically, toward Ginny.

"G-ginny...I don't..." Sirius's voice trailed off.

Ginny stared at the grey palm infront of her.

A flash of gray filled the air, illuminating Azkaban in its glow. A rush of fierce wind blew past them, sweeping across the rocky shore.

Ginny saw darkness. Hary and Sirius vanished. It went on forever and for eternity.

An everlasting night.


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And then a lone, icy voice spoke out in the black night.

"My lady..."

"What?" she asked to the vast blackness.

A figure appeared to her. It wore a shroud of black. Wisps of death floated around them.

A dementor.

"My lady..." The voice spoke once more. It was only then that Ginny realized that it was the dementor speaking to her mind.

"How is this possible?" Ginny thought outloud.

As if things couldn't get any more weird, they did. A dementor laughing.

"My Lady, what has the wizarding world been reduced to?" It chuckled grimly. "As a child, what had you always thought about magic?"

"That it could do anything." She whispered.

The creature of death nodded.

"Yes. Magic knows no limits. It is the wielder that must make the choice of where their bounds stand."

"Please...who are you?" She asked, imagining the cloaked figure as any normal witch or wizard.

For a moment, the dementor was silent.

"Our story...is cruel...Our story is one of betrayal and decay. Do you choose to wield this knowledge?"

Ginny nodded.

"Are you familiar with the Legend of Arthur?"

"Yes."

"The Legend, is infact, history. The stone encased blade drawn by the heir, the wicked Mordred's betrayal, the sword of Excalibur...all of it indeed happened. I was there as well."

"How? I never read about a dementor in the old tales."

"After the final battle, in his dying breaths, Mordred summoned an ancient curse. Its one sole purpose was to forever encase his enemies in a veil of death. The wizard Merlin, using the last of his strength, made it so that we would survive, but it was not without a terrible price."

"You turned into Dementors." Ginny whispered. "Merlin's powers were diminished from the war.

The dementor nodded. "You are very wise. Indeed. We were cursed men, doomed to wander the earth for eternity. All who existed, whether guilty or innocent, Camelot to Avalon, were cursed. We were forced into the point of insanity, merely existing within the boundary inbetween the line of the living and the line of the dead."

"And that was the reason you sucked the souls from human beings."

"Yes. We Dementors, after thousands of years of nothingness, believed that we would truly live once more by possessing a soul. But this was a lie. It only caused a greater diversion between the living and the deceased. Though I was forced to simply exist as nothing, in true life I had already been damned. I had betrayed my greatest friend, I foolishly chosen to follow my selfish desires rather than my heart."

"You're Lancelot."

The Dementor nodded once more.

"So how were you able to speak to me like this now?"

"You Ginevra, are the reason."

"Wha- me? How can I be the reason?"

"Do you not remember the events within the walls of Azkaban?" Lancelot asked curiously.

Ginny gasped as the memories flashed into her mind.


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(Flashback)

Ginny and Sirius looked at each other and grinned. Ginny lazily held up her hand. The dementor floated ominously towards them, ready to suck out their very souls.

The young girl waited.

The creature of insanity and darkness was only fifty feet away.

She stood still.

Ten feet. The black robed beast opened its horrid mouth, greedily ready to claim its next soul.

The red haired witch waved her hand slightly and uttered one word.

"Pyris."

The dementor screeched. A soft glow came out of the creatures mouth. It became brighter and brighter. The monster thrashed around, crashing into the rough stone walls. A strange smoke rose from the very cloak of the monster.

The creature burst into scorching flames. It was burning from the inside-out. Every organ, every muscle, every nerve was fuel for the flames. The dementor exploded into flares.

With its final howls complete, there was nothing left but a small pile of burning ashes upon the ground.

Ginny cast a quick cleaning spell. The ashes disappeared and the hall looked like it had held no battle.

They exited through the door and continued on their way to freedom.


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(Present)

"That...that was you?" She whispered.

"Yes. I must say, for an eleven year old, your piro domnas charm is quite effective." Lancelot chuckled.

"But I...I just...I...made you-"

"Die in a horribly painful, fiery explosion that left not but mere ash and dust in my wake?" Lancelot asked calmly.

Ginny only nodded.

"That is correct. But in an ironic twist, you instead burned away the veil that left me, the leader of the Dementors, shrouded in but a demented state.

"Do you remember the flash of silvery light that surronded the island?"

"Yes."

"Azkaban had not always been a prison. It was only one hundred and forty seven years ago that the British Ministry of Magic illegally claimed the island as their territory without any form of authorization."

"So if it's not a prison...then what is Azkaban?"

"Though the memory of it has faded, the magic of the ancient land still thrives. The kingdom King Arthur left behind was and to this very day still is...Azkaban."

"Arthur's kingdom is actually Azkaban?"

"Yes m'lady. And that light was Azkaban welcoming its mistress back home."

"Wait...what?"

"How else could you reawaken me? How else could you possess so much power at your age? How else could you recieve the blessing of Azkaban just as you did. You and you alone are the heir of Azkaban."

"But...but I'm not a mistress...I don't want power..."

"It is those that do not want power that are best able to wield it." Lance spoke.

"But how can I be the heir of Azkaban? I'm the youngest in my family."

"I apologize m'lady, but you must find the answer on your own. For one hundred and foty seven years, Azkaban has been without its ruler. Times have changed and magic has been corrupted. The world has been split into two sides. Light and Dark, both believing the other must be destroyed."

"So what does that make me?"

"Azkaban has chosen you and you alone. Arthur had always believed in balance, today that would be considered "Gray."

"But I...I don't know if I can."

"You are not alone in this. I am here to help you in anyway that I can. Sirius will stick with you as well. And I'm pretty sure that a certain black haired boy did not break into the highest security prison in the entire wizarding world just to say hi. We will all be there to help you. You are the Lady of Azkaban."

Lancelot was right. Harry and Sirius would never abandon her.

She nodded.

"Now then, we'd better get back to the world of reality. I'm sure that a certain someone would like to speak with you."

Everything turned into an everlasting night once more.


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The lights of the sky shined bright as she reawakened. The lull of waves pounded the surf of the rocky shores.

"GINNY!" A voice shouted and a force collided with her.

"Let the poor girl breathe Harry." An older man's voice chided, but mixed together with a hint of amusement.

"I'm alright Harry." She breathed. "But if you keep this up...I wont be."

Harry released his vice grip on her.

"Ginny...what happened?" Harry asked, looking her in the eyes.

"Yeah. All we saw was tha light show, then you collapse into Harry's awaiting arms." Sirius chuckled.

Ginny felt her face warm.

"Um...a lot actually." Was her simple reply.

And right on schedule, from the dark shadows emerged a dementor, floating right by her side.

All fell silent.

Ginny sheepishly spoke.

"Harry...Sirius...meet Lance. Lance...Harry and Sirius."


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Hogwarts was silent as the first few weeks of summer passed.

And Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was not a happy camper. Not one bit.

He sat in his throne like chair, contemplating what had happened during the last weeks of the school year.

So many things had gone astray in his plan. He had been able to counter them, but many things had to be altered.

"Why did that brat have to go and mess with my perfect plan? Can't they see that what I'm doing is for the greater good? At least Harry remains in his place. He is still on the right track, despite that girl ensnaring him with her dark magic."

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

It was all so simple back then.

He had placed the boy with his relatives in order to mold him into a child desperate for love. Once he arrived at Hogwarts, he, the benevolent Headmaster that he was, would provide the boy just that. He would give the boy just what had always wanted, a family that would show him what love really was. And the Weasley Family would play just that role. They were a proper, Pure-Blooded, family, followers of the Light that were loyal to him and to him alone.

But now, that plan had been flushed down the toilet. The stupid girl had ensured that.

That girl...she was the bane of all his glorious plans.

He would have killed her long ago had she not been so important to his plans.

But now, she was utterly useless to him. She held no purpose anymore.

So much research and planning had been spent in his goal of gaining his power. All that knowledge had led him to succeeding in planting his control in almost every corner of the wizarding community. He held the Order of Merlin, First Class. He was the head of the finest wizarding school in the world, he was Chief Warlock ofthe Wizengamot, and even the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards.

Oh yes, he had control.

All those years ago, just after his graduation from Hogwarts he had been planning. It had been then that he met Grindelwald, whom he partnered with to change the world for the better.

How foolish the wizarding world truly was, how gullible they were to believe that muggles could co-exist alongside them peacefully.

They were better off as servents, for they were a destructive and violent race, killing eacother as soon as they could , just to obtain power and status, the exact opposite of noble wizards, who respectfully honored the ancient laws and customs.

He had ploted behind Grindelwald's back. While he went frolicing about in the muggle world, killing off one Muggle race at a time under the name, Hiter, Albus had been preparing for the day that he would take his rightful place as ruler of the wizarding world.

Gellert was a traitor, passing himself off as a muggle in order to kill them, how pathetic. As he played around with the muggles, Albus began preparing for his crowning achievement.

Gellert was delt with soon enough. Yes, the man had claimed that he was the true traitor. But the wizardign world knew better. After who would you believe? Grindelwald, a deranged, dark murderer who killed millions of people, magical or muggle, or Dumbledore, leader of the light, who was the greatest wizard since Merlin?

The two dueled and Albus, of course, was victorious.

He was hailed as the savior of the Wizarding World.

But then Tom came.

Even he had not forseen what the young orphan would one day become.

The proclaimed Dark Lord was powerful, indeed. But despite his goal, he was not immortal.

But no matter how many times they dueled, one could not defeat the other.

Albus had become terrified. How could there be someone who equaled him in power?

His answer soon come in the form of Sybill Trelawney.

Though stupid and horribly untalented in the ways of magic, the woman had given him the prophecy, the key to it all, revealing why neither wizard could not kill the other.

Though both boys had not been alive during any of the duels, fate and prophecys were intertwined. The Prophecy was the key.

Voldemort had marked young Harry, seperating his own soul from his body in the process.

Unknowingly, Tom had just ensured his own demise.

By killing Lily and James, Harry would look to Albus as a guide, following his every command.

The boy would become the tool to defeat tom and he, the great Albus Dumbledore, would bask in the glory of it all.

The girl had nearly ruined his master plan, but now she had no purpose.

It was for the Greater Good that she rot away in Azkaban. The Dementors would take good care of her.

It was better for everyone that she was just forgotten.

Oh yes. One day, he would rule.

He picked up a Lemon drop and devoured it whole.

"Sometimes, I surprise even myself."


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A/N: Albus had unknowingly revealed his secrets with us. His life had been nothing but manipulating others for his own gain. He had betrayed Grindelwald and used the wizarding world's idiocy for his own gain. Harry and Ginny had been nothing but pawns in his master plan. Voldemort is a pawn as well. Dumbledore "knows" that the Prophecy will end with him as the victor. The very same prophecy given by a woman he had just called "stupid and horribly untalented in the ways of magic."

Dumbledore believes that he is the greatest wizard of all time.

Albus, get ready to be dethroned.


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Thanks to...

Milarqui-Thanks. Me too.

flight of the phoenix 86-Thanks.

buddy girl 1004-Thanks. Hope you liked this one just as much.

mdauben-Yup. They sure will be doing just that.

Buffy Spear- I'm glad you like my stories so much.

Prongslet-Thanks.

hgforlife-Thanks.

Luiz4200-Nice ideas.

madness down under 2-(evil laugh) You'll have to wait and see.

Berry Ebil Bunny- Well, Albus wont be happy when he finds out. That's for sure.

Higgi1999-Oh yeah!

Somerlia-thanks.

harry and ginny forever-lots of great ideas there.

Miss Millie-glad you like the story so much.

Mei fa-chan-thanks.

DukeBrymin-yeah it would have.


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Bragging Rights go to...

buddygirl1004- Dementor knows the truth.

Luiz4200- Dementor follows Ginny's orders.

higgi1999- Pledge its loyalty

harryandginnyforever- Dumbledore's manipulations.

Miss Millie- Find a home on an island.


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Challenges:

1. What will Harry, Ginny, Sirius, and Lance do now?

2. What will Dumbledore do now?


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See you all next chapter.

SuperXbrother