AN: Finally year 3. Be wanting to write this year since the beginning.

OK for this fic Harry doesn't get attacked by dementors till the 3rd game of the year instead of the first.

Sorry for taking so long. I won't even try and make excuses.

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Thanks to saving Ginny Weasley's life Harry had a terrible summer. First he had to sit his end of tern exams. Then he had to take ballroom dancing classes, clean the gutters, and repaint the house without magic or the help of the house elves as punishment for doing something so; "stupidly reckless and idiotically dangerous." Harry had been lectured off and on for 3 weeks about how terrible an idea that was. Even if they did concede the girl likely would have died if they did nothing. Dudley was no help at all. He had broken the arm of a school bully and put 2 of the thug's friends in the emergency so was in near the same boat as Harry.

Both had been left with Sister Frances, the strictest nun in their congregation for a week while Aunt and Uncle went to the Caribbean. Both boys would be reevaluating any rash or dangerous decisions from now on because a week with Sister Frances was 6 days to many.

Harry was shocked and so angry when he heard that the escapee was the man that betrayed his parents to that monster. He in a way hoped the man did come to Hogwarts. He would like to exact some personal vengeance. But on the other hand Harry was happy the man escaped because it meant his aunt and uncle thought Britain was unsafe till the start of school so the boys punishments were cut short and they spent the last 5 weeks in Japan.

Harry was running late this year so he, Neville and Terry ended up in the last compartment with a small blonde girl that Harry couldn't stop glancing at with radish earnings and a cork necklace. And a man who was likely their new defense teacher since Lockhart had had an unfortunate 'accident', that was in no way caused by the twins *wink wink*, which left him unable to tell lies. Confessing that you faked an Order of Merlin is punishable by 6 months in Azkaban, who knew.

This man didn't look any more reliable or well qualified than the last two so the 3 friends and Luna, the blonde girl, completely ignored him.

Just over half way there the train began to slow. The windows iced over and they could see their breath. Then there was this thing out side the door. It stopped and look toward them. Then opened the door. It was tall, well over 8 feet and covered in a black, tattered sheet. Gnarled green gray hands extended toward them and there was a rasping noise from deep within the cowl that struck fear in their hearts.

The thing zeroed in on Harry coming closer and seeming to try to suck him in. Harry knew the sensation of being in another place. This time he was looking out from a laying position and through a set of wooden bars he watched as an older Riddle cast a green curse at his mother. Then laughed at her death before throwing the same curse at him.

Then the world shifted and things changed. He was in heaven. Before him was Father looking grim and disappointed. Between them was Gabriel and Michael. They were both bruised and battered holding the wings of an equally battered Lucifer. He was on his knees head bowed dark hair sweat slick to his head.

"You must be punished." Father said then nodded to Raguel.

Harry could barely see Lucifer's naked back for the tears running from his eyes as he pushed his hand into the flesh between Lucifer's wings. He reached his hand inside his brother and withdrew an orb. It was soft and light, it seemed to move and wither in his hand but he held fast to it. Raguel brought it to his chest cradling it...

Harry didn't realize he was screaming till Luna wrapped herself around him. The thing was gone but Harry was still shivering. He clutched the smaller girl and was wracked with sobs. He just couldn't seem to calm down. Neville and Terry knelt behind him hugging him as well.

Soon enough the teacher returned. "Here have some chocolate it helps." He told them handing over a bar.

They all broke off a piece and nibbled. Harry wasn't sure if it was the chocolate or having something else to concentrate on but he was calming down. "Thank you." He said once his piece was gone and he was able to return to his seat. This time he sat beside Luna with Neville on the girls other side and Terry by Mr. Lupin. "At least you seem to know what your doing. I'd rather not have Defense as a self study class along with adding Runes, Arithmacy and Care of Magical Creatures."

Mr. Lupin smiled at him. "I do hope I'm an improvement over Lockhart."

"You don't have to worry about that. A muggle statue would do a better job." Neville told him.

Lupin laughed. It was a rough and startled sound as though he hadn't laughed in a long time. But the laughter seemed to dispel even more of the gloomy atmosphere.

Terry decided to change the subject. "So you're punishment got cut short."

"Yeah. Turns out I'll have to thank Black right before I kick his teeth in if I ever meet him." Harry replied running a hand through his hair. "His escape prompted Aunt Petunia to end my torture. We spent the last leg of summer in Japan. Ok so Dudley and I had to endure lessons in traditional Japanese tea service and take a crash course in Akido. Which meant spending half the day in a dress and the other half getting our arses handed to us."

Neville and Terry laughed at his misfortune. "Well I'm just glad I didn't join you. I would never wish for the girl to die but my Gran is much scarier than any snake."

Harry glared at Neville, who gasped and covered his mouth. They hadn't told the teachers or their parents EVERYTHING, and wanted it to stay that way.

Luna being very astute swooped in and saved them. "My Daddy was telling me that you are infested with Heffalumps Harry. And that they use their cloaking abilities to keep you hidden from Death Eaters."

Harry blinked several times. "You mean Heffalumps exist? Wait what's a Death Eater?"

"Death Eater's were the servants of V.. Voldemort." Neville said it was still hard for him to get the name out in one go but learning the man was a halfling and a fraud made it easier.

"Of course Heffalumps are real. How else do you explain being able to fly upside down but your hair stay right side up?" Luna added.

"Huh. I always wondered about that." Terry stated. "Are Woozles real too?"

"Woozles?" Luna asked her eyes wide with interest.

"Yeah they look like a weasel or ferret but they steal sweets and can change color and pattern." Harry told her. "But they're just stories in the muggle world."

"I've never heard of a woozle but maybe. I'll ask daddy."

For the rest of the trip the 3 old friends and one new friend discussed the fantastical world around them. Ignoring their new professor again. Not that Lupin minded he was happy sitting back and watching the son of his 2 best friends being a kid.

If you ignore the giant fun suckers lurking around the school then the first months of classes went smooth. Well other than everyone trying to convince Hermione that she was taking too many classes and needed to cut back, drop one or two. But other than that on going battle there was nothing special.

But then first of November Professor Lupin brings out a Bogart. Hermione is no shock, a failing grade as if she has ever seen a grade below an O. Dean was frightened of zombies but having it do the Thriller dance gave most of the muggle borns a laugh. Seamus was terrified of bees. He was also highly allergic to them so... He turned them into jingle bells, not that that made any sense to anyone else but Seamus thought it was funny. Neville was terrified of Professor Snape, who he turned into a Madonna drag queen. Harry was unsure if he should laugh or barf.

Harry was one of the last to go. He wasn't sure what would come out of that box but he knew it would likely scare the rest of the class. When he stepped up Harry noticed that the Professor was standing closer than with all the other students. The doors opened and out floated a dementor. Harry froze. He saw, through Raguel's eyes, himself kneeling in his room cupping the same growing orb he pulled from Lucifer. Just as Raguel tilted his head back to release a scream the vision vanished. In place of the dementor was a moon, big and full shinning with an eerie haunting light. As quick as it came the moon was gone, popped like a balloon.

Just after the balloon/moon/Bogart was back in the cabinet Professor Lupin dismissed class. He did ask Harry to stay behind. Lupin offered to leach him the patronus charm, which repels dementors. Harry was glad to learn a defense against the monsters. Harry had been looking into occlumency, a way to lock up his thoughts and memories, in theory if his mind was locked enough then they couldn't get to his memories and hurt him. In practice Harry had only succeeded in giving himself a headache.

Harry refused to let some psycho keep him from his family so against the advice of Dumbledore Harry headed home for the holidays. There he learned that not only was Sirius Black his parents friend he was also Harry's godfather. Harry cried for 2 days after learning that. He was told that Samantha Bones was his godmother, she was Susan's mom and had died not a month after his own parents. Harry and Susan spent a lot of time together after learning they were god-siblings.

Just before Valentines Day Fred and George came to Harry with an issue.

"What is so important that we need to meet in the Chamber?" Harry asked once they were in the Chamber of Secrets, which the friends had been spending a few spare hours cleaning, planning on making it a secret base once they found that there were several other exits.

"Look at these." George handed Harry a file.

Harry looked at it curiously then at them. He opened the file to find several wizard photos of the Marauders map. "But, but that's..." He looked back up at them for an explanation.

"We started watching the map / after Black broke into the dorm / during winter holiday." they told Harry. "One night we noticed him. / After we started taking a photo / every time we seen him. / We tried following him once / but we were right on top of the name and / we didn't see anyone."

"But if he's alive, because we've already found out that ghosts don't show up on it. If he's alive then Black couldn't have killed him. IF Black didn't kill him maybe... Wait, these are of my dorm. He's been in my dorm this whole time?"

"Yeah he's been following Ron too. / Maybe he thinks you're friends."

"Maybe." Harry said. He left soon after turning this puzzle over in his mind.

Harry had very little luck conjuring a patronus till the last week of March. "Professor, would the spell work even if the memory may not be real?" Harry asked after another failed attempt.

"Is it powerful?"

"Yes!" Harry replied with a smile on his face.

"Well let's give it a go." Lupin replied opening the trunk.

Harry closed his eyes and let his mind travel to the part where he kept all his dreams of heaven. Harry sunk into one he had a while back of Uriel playing the lute, Raziel reading a tale, while Raguel was sitting with Gabriel half asleep on one side of him and Raphael on the other both under the shelter of his wings. There were also several cherubs across their laps all asleep.

The memory seemed to fill Harry with happiness. Once he felt like he was so full of joy he would burst Harry called out the incantation "Expecto Patronum!" Out of the tip of his wand at first just came a mist, then it solidified to Raguel. Harry had never realized that the archangel was 6 and a half feet tall or that each of his wings were over twice that length. He stood before Harry back strait in his usual button down shirt and slacks. Harry didn't have to see his face to know that it was set in a grim line. He raised his gavel, which was a terrible description since the thing was massive, nearly as tall as Raguel the hammer head the size of Harry's torso. The hammer's head and shaft were both covered in fine runes and designs. Some were Enochian, others runes Harry knew from class and some he thought looked like hieroglyphs.

Raguel stood there and looked at the bogart impersonating a dementor. The creature approached but there was a kind of caution Remus had never seen a bogart or dementor display before. Raguel took one step forward and the thing turn tail and ran back to the trunk locking itself in.

Harry smiled. "Thank you Raguel." The ghostly archangel nodded before fading into smoke.

"That... that was amazing. I've never even heard of an angel as a patronus." Professor Lupin exclaimed.

"Archangel."

"What?"

"Raguel is an archangel not a regular angel. There is a difference. As big a difference as between a muggle and a wizard." Harry told him.

Remus blinked a few time then laughed. "Merlin you really are Lily's boy aren't you."

Harry blinked. "You knew my parents?"

"Yes. Lily and I were prefects together for 2 years. I lost the spot as Head boy to your father."

Harry gave him a calculating look. "Did you know Petigrew?"

"Yes, Peter was one of my friends as well. Why do you ask?"

"I have evidence that he may not be dead. I was wondering if he had a way of going about unseen?"

Remus looked at Harry hard. "Well not invisible like your father's cloak. But he could pass nearly undetected in his animagus form."

"So he becomes a small animal?"

"Yes a fat rat."

"A rat. Thank you Professor I have to do something now." Harry said in a hurry grabbing his bag and all but running out the door.

Remus looked after him. Not sure what to make of all that. He had been expecting an interrogation when Harry learned he was friends with his parents.

"Guys, guys!" Harry called skidding into the chamber.

"What's going on Harry?" Oliver asked concerned.

"I found out how Petigrew's been doing it."

"What?" Fred and George both asked. "How?"

"He's a rat animagus. Doesn't your brother have a rat pet that has been alive WAY to long and Crookshanks has been after all year?"

"You mean some old man / has been hiding at our house / for 11 years?"

"Yeah I think so. So you two need to get that rat so we can get the truth out of him." Harry told them.

The twins looked at each other then nodded back to Harry. "We'll get it."

"What is going on?" Angelina asked looking between the 3. Harry stayed and got everyone save Hermione, who wasn't there, up to date. Susan's face turned the same red color as her hair as she ranted about miscarriage of justice, pedophiles and all manor of things she was going to do to the rat when she got her claws in him. After ranting for a bit she stormed out of the chamber so she could get service on her 2 way mirror Madame Bones gave her after the Chamber incident last spring.

Luna's mouth was turned down in a frown and all 3 chaser girls looked as murderous as Susan had sounded.

"Well uh I don't know about you guys but I think my bogart just changed." Dean told them sounding very nervous.

"Ha ah." Seamus chuckled a bit. "I agree. I think I need to go... not here." Dean and Seamus left as quickly as they could with out running.

Scabars/ Peter Petigrew was missing. They had been hunting for him the rest of the week with out seeing hide nor hair. But today that would have to be put on hold as it was the third game of the season Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff. It was dark and stormy giving credence to the saying that March comes in like a lamb and goes out like a lion. And the lions were hoping to go out with the trophy today. They needed to win by just 30 points to take the trophy.

Oliver took Harry's arm as they were about to go onto the field. "Find it quick and lets end this as soon as possible. I don't like this weather."

Harry nodded. He wasn't sure how he'd see a tiny gold ball in this weather. It had been nearly an hour when he finally spotted it. HE and Cedric were equal distance from the ball but Harry knew he was a better flier than the older boy. They both soared higher and higher circling one another arms out for the ball.

But as they flew strait into the storm Cedric began to fall back. Harry was determined to get the ball, determined to win. Harry didn't even notice till the his hand froze to the broom handle. He was surrounded by dementors. There had to be hundreds of them all around and closing in.

He panicked, players can't carry wands so this looked hopeless. He did all he could he dived. Laying as flat as he could on his broom spearing straight toward the ground. IF he could just get enough speed, just get far enough away. Harry was fighting to stay where he was to stay in the real world but Raguel and the death of his mother were both fighting to take him away. He tried to gather all the happiness he could.

It was like sparks and sputters the cold, hopeless, darkness and the warm heavenly light battling in his mind. For a few moments it felt as though the dark would win but then slowly the light grew. Harry hadn't realized how high he was he was nearly 20 feet from the top of the stadiums turrets when he felt his body fill with the joy and light like it did in professor Lupin's office. He shouted the spell hoping that it would work even with out a wand. Harry nearly lost all his hope when his spell failed. But then he decided to try something else. He closed his eyes and focused letting gravity guide his body while he was in his mind. Harry prayed then he turned his body toward the swarm and shouted at the top of his lungs. "RAGUEL!"

There was a moment after his scream that the world seemed to be still. Then out of Harry's chest a light came and there he was the phantom of Raguel only this time in place of his hammer there was the short sword Harry had used in the Chamber. Every dementor that touched the archangel or his blade gave an inhuman shriek and turned to ash.

Once 10 or so of those things were destroyed they all turned and fled. Once the light and image was gone Harry felt light headed and he fell. It was as if all his energy had gone into that final move. He was only 4 stories in the air by then and as he fell Harry's vision dimmed and then blacked out...

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AN: Next chapter will finish up third year. Not 100 percent on what to do about Sirius. One side wants to free him the other wants Peter to get away like cannon.