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Warnings: There will be SLASH pairings, bi-sexual people and heterosexual pairings. NO actual details of sexual scenes. Will be implied. Implied past/possible mpreg. If any of this doesn't appeal or offends then don't read.

Manipulative Dumbledore. Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Molly and Dumbledore Bashing.


Chapter Ten:

Finally, Jade had calmed down enough to talk. He let his glamour drop and Sirius was shocked to see the bloody and angry, swelled scar, but kept himself in check, knowing worse was to come.

Jade had only just finished explaining what had happened to Sirius when the telltale sound of apparition occurred, signalling the return of everyone else.

Jade quickly smacked his godfather to snap him out of his shock and levelled him a look that quelled most juvenile thugs and made them reconsider even trying to act bravo and attempting to mug him. He found it spared him a lot of unnecessary fights. As he did not enjoy taking on others around his age, though if the look did not work on them then he would fight them, afterall, to show mercy to fools is plain incompetence.

Both made their way back to the small living room which had doubled as their meeting room ever since Jade's first arrival all those months back.

Their they found the two elder Tonks' predictably handing out tea and biscuits, the only oddity on them was the graveness of their faces and slight tremble of Andromeda's hands. As they entered she handed them both their favourite mugs and smiled wanly in relief at seeing them here unharmed.

Sirius subtly looked at Jade's forehead and noted he had placed a glamour on the scar to make it look normal. Obviously Jade had no intention of telling the others about it. Mentally shrugging the old prankster moved to their two seater couch and got comfortable. Their he joined his godson in observing the others, quickly dismissing his cousin and her husband realising that they were only in normal shock and grief over the news of the Longbottom boys death.

"Poor Augusta... sob... she's lost everyone now... all because of that... that monster..." Ted quickly wrapped Andromeda into a strong embrace and patted her back soothingly.

"I know love. I know."

The others however, were far more interesting to watch. Inwardly he felt like laughing hysterically. Had you told him before Halloween of '81, that one day he would not only be comfortable but also highly amused, by carefully watching and silently observing a room full of people. To be a mere shadow in the room, rather than the centre of attention and his loud, outspoken self, he would have called you bonkers and asked if you needed help checking in to St Mungo's. But now, he could see the merit to this course and dare he think it, he could understand why Snape did it. Not that he would ever admit that to the man. No way.

Predictably, Moody was staring vividly at Jade who was merely smirking softly. The animagus fought the urge to growl threateningly at the veteran and shifted closer to his godson. His lips quickly shifted into a full on grin at the brief annoyance and wariness that entered the old Auror's posture before it was resolutely hidden beneath his gruff demeanour.

Moody and Jade frequently had stare offs, fortunately Sirius had seen to it that's all they ever were. After a week of his magic eye transfiguring itself into numerous objects while he was using the damn thing, Mad-Eye had decided that trying to force Jade into revealing his secrets and settled for simply glaring at the young man intently whenever they met in this room. Afterall, they all knew Jade knew far more than he let on and for whatever reason was deliberately withholding valuable information from them. Something, Mad-Eye did not accept as readily as the others had. But for the sake of his magic eye and remaining sanity he left alone.

Tonks was sitting forlornly, hair a dull mousy brown with bangs covering her eyes which would likely be filled with tears she refused to shed until she made it to her bedroom. Her skin was also a pale white instead of the healthy light tan she usually sported. A sure sign that her control over her metemorphagus powers had slipped. Though Sirius knew it was not the death of the boy that had done that to her. Rather, it was whatever had occurred afterwards in the defence professors office and with the headmaster and that idiot Fudge who by some miracle was still in office.

Kingsley was sitting calmly and as composed as usual. The only sign that he was even remotely worried or shaken was the fact that he was on his third cup of tea and that he was placing two lumps of sugar instead of none. Otherwise, you would not even be able to tell has was fazed by what had transpired.

It was only then that the dog animagus realised that there was a very notable absence to this gathering.

"Where's Severus? Is he okay?"

Without thinking, he blurted out his observation to the room at large, blushing lightly when he realised how it looked and sounded. He never acknowledged Snape in any positive way and certainly not to the point of showing concern for the man.

He shrunk back lightly as all eyes turned to him with various amounts of shock on display.

'At least Andy's stopped crying.' He thought to himself, as he stared right back at everyone, refusing to explain his concern. Not that he even understood it himself.

Finally, Mad-Eye spoke in a tone that made it apparent that Sirius and everyone else should know exactly where Severus Snape was and why.

"Resuming his spy work." Blunt and to the point. Only Jade noted the slight pull at Mad-Eye's mouth, the way that the old Auror was not completely at ease with the whereabouts of the potions master.

For a moment all was silent except for Andromeda's initial gasp and quiet sobbing. A tense atmosphere settled over the room. That one sentence spoke volumes for what was to come and none of it was good. All of them had firsthand experience of how terrible and grave things becomes during the First War and now they would go through it once again, only this time they all knew the stakes would be much higher, for everyone involved.

"Dumbledore asked me to join the Order." Tonks' subdued voice broke through the tense silence and was quickly swallowed up by her mother's outcry.

"Absolutely Not. I forbid it!"

"Darling, you can't..." Ted reached out to try and pulls his wife back into her seat and calm down.

"No Ted. Don't you even dare. I refuse. You know what the first was was like and there is no way I will allow my daughter, my only daughter to join Dumbledore's Order. Bad enough that she's an Auror, I won't have her intentionally drawing more attention to herself. There's enough of a danger without that added risk. No, I won't allow it. I... I can't." Andromeda flung herself down into her husband's outstretched arms, sobbing uncontrollably and mumbling incoherently.

Kingsley and Jade both his their grins or smirks, knowing that tomorrow Andromeda would go all out for each meal, trying to make up for this loss of self control in a public setting and one in which she was supposed to be the hostess of. Even though none of them cared about such social niceties and they were all friends and confidents here.

Sirius was godsmacked at his cousin's breakdown and could not help but wince at each word she had uttered, for it was the truth. Tonks was already a large target without being an Auror or an Order member. Sirius winced some more as he thought of certain deranged cousin of his who would love to torture and kill all both of the Tonks women and likely himself too, for disgracing their family name. With so many loyal followers in prison, it would not be long before they were all liberated and when that happened the Dementers would surely roam the land freely once more. The mere thought was daunting and resulted is shivers contorting along his body.

A slender callous hand was placed on his knee, squeezing reassuringly.

Sirius did not need to turn to know that Jade's face would be blank, his gaze directed straight ahead. But underneath all that, he knew that his godson understood his fear and worry and did not condemn him for it.

After another few moments, Tonks finally decided to speak, evidently over her shock at her mother's outburst.

"I didn't say yes. But I didn't say no, either." She began softly, keeping her gaze locked on her mother, who was beginning to regain he composure and rally herself for another admonishing outburst, her husband's grip the only thing keeping her seated. "I will fight in this war. I can't just sit on the sidelines or hide away until it's all over. That's not me. I will fight and I will help and if joining the Order let's me do that, then join I shall. Mum, I love you... but I'm not a little girl anymore dependent on you to keep me safe from harm." As she spoke, Tonks regained her usual bright and sparkly appearance, her skin became a light tan again, while her hair morphed into a strong pink and took on a more layered, boyish appearance, allowing a clear view of her heart-shaped face and glittering blue eyes. "He's back. It won't be long before his followers all return and with that he will gain new ones. It will be as it was before, fear and desperation, danger at every turn, never quite knowing if you or your family will be next to turn up dead. Muggles will vanish without a trace. Obliviators will have their work cut out for them to keep this under wraps. The ICW will be putting pressure on the Ministry, which as we well know is full of corrupt politicians. Our so-called wonderous leader is denying HIS return. The Aurors won't be ready for a fight. The Department is too small. They'll be too late to stop him. Dumbledore is assembling people with the sole purpose of bring HIM down and I Will Be A Part Of That! You don't have to like it. Just accept it. Please." That last was said in barely a whisper and yet it still carried to them all.

Mad-Eye, was nodding his head, a pleased and proud smile on his scarred face.

Kingsley looked mildly surprised by the impassioned and rational speech from the usually clumsy and somewhat awkward young girl who was prone to joking to hide her uncertainty. Raising an eyebrow at Jade, he wondered how much of this new confidence was his doing. He knew the two spent a fair bit of time together training, though he did not know who was training whom and what.

Sirius was grinning in full force, proud of his little cousin, though his smile was tinged with a knowing sadness at the images her words invoked.

Jade, was well Jade. Though his lips were upturned in a small hint of smile, which spoke volumes for how happy he was with Tonks' speech.

Ted too was giving his daughter and encouraging smile and letting her know that he supported and understood her choice.

Andromeda, though mollified by no means looked pleased, though she nodded minutely to show she understood, even if she did not like it. A displeasure they were all sure to hear of in the weeks to come.

'At least mum doesn't use howlers or scream like I hear Mrs. Weasley does with her children.' Tonks thought piteously as she tried to remind herself that her mother had every right to be afraid of what was to come. That, that fear was only natural and it was acknowledging that fear and facing it that true strength came from. 'Then again, Jade never seems to be afraid of anything and that doesn't make him reckless or a threat.' She shot Jade a look and as usual couldn't determine anything behind his facade. She hid her frustration and turned back to her parents.

"I understand. But I still don't like it. You should never have been put in this position."

"Life isn't fair Mum."

"I know." Pain, laced those two simple words. Pain that cut deep into every one of them. The each knew all too well how cruel life could be. How it was the innocent, the victims who always suffered the most even after the cause for the pain was taken away.

With a wave of his wand and a muttered incantation, a new pot of steaming hot tea was made and poured out, the first cup given to his wife, knowing that for tonight her decorum and rules for the others to be served first did not matter.

Soon, most of the things they did daily would not matter or would be disrupted for a greater purpose.

Idly, Ted wondered if he should make an appointment with the Goblins about his Will. Taking a sip of his own tea, he decided that it could wait for a while, such pessimism was only asking for trouble, afterall.

After a few sips, Mad-Eye deemed Andromeda sufficiently calmed down and decided to wrap there meeting up. Even a grizzled, fanatical, paranoid like him knew that emotions were running far too high tonight for anything to actually be accomplished. Yet, he also knew soon they would all need to table such emotions and get down to business, they did have a war to win.

The man grunted and banged his walking stick on the floor harshly. He and everyone around him never referred to it as a cane, after a rather viscous verbal run-in with one Lucius Malfoy who was never seen without his unnecessary perfectly crafted smooth cane.

Nodding, at each of them in turn, he began to feel reassured that despite the outburst and drama everyone present was on the same page.

"Right, we all know what happened tonight. But to make sure we're each clear on the facts a quick summary of what we each saw and heard tonight." Here, he couldn't help but level a glare at the godfather godson duo. Knowing that the two of them had done something they shouldn't have and were currently withholding said information. Something he could no longer allow to continue.

His gaze flicked to Andromeda and Ted before flicking back to rest on Jade. He swallowed thickly before silently agreeing with Jade. They would talk but not in front of the others.

"Well, Andy and I, know that HE is back and the Longbottom lad is dead. We also know that Fudge has had all the reporters paid off to NOT print anything about HIS return. We believe he intends to pin this on Dumbledore."

Mad-Eye snorted. "As expected, Fudge and the Ministry only care about their own image and power. It won't last for long. Not once the bodies start coming in."

"We need to get someone else into the Minister's position. Fudge won't last long once the Dark Lord makes his return known. No doubt Malfoy and others like him in the Ministry are already planning to move their own guy into position, we need to strike first. The position of Minister is too important a one to lose." Kingsley spoke for the first time since returning from the Tournament.

"Bones." Sirius stated. "She's the best candidate. Firm and fair. She won't play to either side. She'll do what's right in the eyes of the law."

"She's good. But doesn't have the support base necessary to win." Kingsley sighed. He truly respected his boss and for many years now felt she should be in the ultimate position of authority in their world but also knew since she was such a fair woman she would never get there.

"Not if we give her the support she needs." Jade's soft icy voice made its way through the room.

Before anyone else could react, Sirius has snapped his head to stare at his godson and grabbed ahold of the young man's shoulders.

"No. You are not doing that. Think of the danger. The risk. People think your dead. We should keep it that way."

Kingsley's eyes narrowed as he realised what his friend... his student... his lover was implying.

"Er... Sirius what's going on?" Tonks hesitatingly asked, confusion making her hair to dull and turn a mix of brown and green.

Before the animagus could speak, Mad-Eye explained, a speculative gleam in his one real eye and he took Jade in.

"He means to reveal himself as Harry Potter and use that fame to support Madame Bones' campaign for Minister of Magic."

"Oh... er that's good right. She'd be sure to win then?" Tonks questioned, relief lacing her voice.

Andromeda was frowning softly, not liking the way this conversation was going. They had decided to keep Jade a secret for this very reason. But she knew that she did not have any authority over Jade's actions, just as she could no longer forbid her daughter from taking a course of action that could so easily get her killed.

"Yes, she'd win. But so would Dumbledore and the Dark Lord. They'd both know exactly where Harry Potter was and what he looked like. There's also the fact that Jade would have to go to Hogwarts as a pupil with a man whose motives we still aren't sure of. It is far too risky." The dark-skinned mad leant back in his chair slightly, trying to get his beating heart to calm down.

"Kingsley's right. We should listen to him." Sirius added, looking straight into Jade's eyes. He still had not let go of Jade's shoulders, not that the young man in question seemed to have any problems with it.

Ted smiled lightly, whether Jade knew it or not he truly was softening and becoming more at ease around all of them. Even if Sirius and Kingsley were the only two who could get away with such contact without him at least tensing up or flinching. He linked his fingers with those of his wife reassuringly, knowing that tonight was exceptionally hard on her and it would only get harder.

"We need Bones in office. There's no one else even remotely acceptable for the position. Besides, I would prefer if my previous identity were revealed in a manner of my choosing. With the loss of Longbottom, Dumbledore will focus on seeking me out once more. Additionally, Voldemort knows I'm the one he needs to take care of. What happened to Longbottom was purely out of anger that he could not get me. It was a statement."

Both elder Tonks' frowned out this, not liking where it was heading.

Tonks however, spoke up. "What do you mean? I mean I thought Longbottom was taken to bring HIM back to life and he died in the process. The return of the corpse was to cause panic and fear."

Once again, it was Mad-Eye who answered her, though he was becoming slightly frustrated with both her lack of tact and lack of ability to connect the dots and calculate several moves ahead. Though he knew that the latter two only came with experience something all Aurors her age lacked, not to mention the way the training regime had gone downhill ever since Fudge's appointment as Minister.

"It was. But it was more than that. Longbottom wasn't tortured before dying. Remember lass, Voldemort" Mad-Eye ignored the way all three Tonks' flinched at the name. "Voldemort attacked the Potters because he believed it was the Potter whelp that would be his undoing. Not Longbottom. The Longbottoms' were attacked in retaliation of their Lord's defeat, once it became apparent that the Lestranges couldn't get to the one who defeated their Lord. Voldemort never had any interest in Longbottom. Which is why there were no fanfare to Longbottom's death. Reckon, he probably wanted Potter but settled for Longbottom to prove a point. Not that many other than Dumbledore would get it."

"All the more reason to keep you a secret." Sirius pleaded, eyes bright.

"He's right. For now, Jade you must remain hidden, as you always have done. Dumbledore will want you just as much as Voldemort, he'll want to train and mould you into the image he wants. Just like the Ministry will want their Golden Boy to use as a rallying point and scapegoat." Kingsley added.

Surprisingly it was Andromeda who spoke, ending what could very well have become a heated argument.

"Why don't I invite Amelia over for a spot of tea in a couple of days once the news settles some. See what she thinks and if she's even interested in running for Minister. I mean she never has before and she's got all the credentials needed as well as a lot of respect."

Everyone looked suitably ashamed for getting so worked up over getting someone a new job they may very well not want.

"You know, Amelia could have run for Minister at the time that Fudge first ran for office and won. Many people asked her to and expected her to win easily. Yet, she didn't and never has since. I've always wondered why that is." Ted's warm voice sent chills down the more suspicious and paranoid of those gathered.

You could almost see the wheels of Jade's mind turning as he quickly and resolutely retorted. "Invite her over and speak with her, find out why she never ran. We need to know why. Likely she was scared off. We need to know who and how. I shall be present but hidden and will take over if the situation spirals out of hand." He let up her hand to still Andromeda's outraged retort. "I will obliviate her if and only if I feel she cannot be trusted. If the meeting goes successfully she can be brought in on who I am, providing she takes the same oath you all took. Even if I am not to reveal myself and aid her campaign to the Minister spot, we need to begin branching out and gaining new intel and aid."

They each nodded solemnly agreeing with the course of action. Though Andromeda was still hesitant.

"What about Dumbledore and the Order?" Tonks questioned.

"He'll expect me to rejoin. I was there the first time." Mad-Eye stated.

"Andy and I never participated the first time though we were originally sympathetic towards it. We could probably manage to remain aloof this time. Especially in light of Dumbledore actions in regards to Sirius."

Everyone else nodded, some even smiled. Though Jade was slightly confused until Sirius leant over and whispered he'd tell him later.

Obviously Andromeda hadn't taken Dumbledore allowing her cousin to be wrongfully imprisoned lying down.

Kingsley spoke up, with a slight yawn, for the hour was growing late. "I was still young at the end of the war and my family is not originally from here. Unless Dumbledore asks me to join, I have nothing to do with it and should not really know much about it."

"He'll ask ya lad or ask me to do it. S'way it worked last time."

"Should Kingsley and I accept the offer to join then?" Tonks asked the room at large, ignoring the way her mother barely concealed her flinch. "And what of you Sirius, you were a member last time?"

Sirius thought on it slightly before a dark look crossed his face, reminding everyone, bar Jade of when they first saw him after Azkaban. "Oh he'll try and recruit me again. Try with that grandfatherly way of his, beg for my forgiveness and give me that 'my boy I truly didn't know please forgive an old man' trick of his. Surprised he hasn't already come and tried it."

A snort from the most unlikely of places cut him off.

Andromeda blushed slightly as everyone stared at her, particularly her daughter, in surprise and amusement. She schooled her features into the classic Black mask of defiance and victory. "Oh he tried, he truly tried but I soon set him right and sent him packing with a few well placed hexes." She finished a little too smugly but then again she was raised a Black.

"Huh, yeah well he has more reason to try now." Sirius face darkened some more. "Wouldn't put it past the bastard to use Harry against me somehow."

Jade reached out to grasp his godfather's forearm reassuringly. No words were exchanged the contact was enough to calm the man.

"Not to mention there's always... him... he'll likely show his face now and try and work his way back into my arms... with Dumbledore's help of course."

Nobody questioned who the animagus meant and nobody decided to. He was a forbidden topic in the household and the topic that Jade would most like to speak of but none would dare, not that he'd openly asked, the way Sirius evaded mentioning him and edited any tales of James Potter to exclude the other two members of their clique spoke volumes to the street-raised killer. Remus Lupin was a truly taboo subject in this house for reasons unknown. Unlike Peter Pettigrew who was often referred to as the traitorous rat he is. Along with all the ways in which he can and if Jade has any say in the matter, will be dealt with, once captured.

Everyone looked towards one another, one question burning in all their minds; 'what do we do now?'

Finally Jade spoke. "For now Tonks, Kingsley, keep your senses open, gather what information you can at the Ministry but be careful about it. Do not arouse suspicion especially around Voldemort and Dumbledore's steadfast followers. Tonks, if Dumbledore comes to you again in the next few days, don't accept, but don't decline waver on the offer. If you have to use Sirius and Andromeda as your reasons for hesitance. Kingsley, if he comes to you, do something similar to throw him off but try not to give away your closeness to all of us."

Receiving nods from both, he moved on to the two elder Tonks'. "Ted, see what you can uncover from the Alleys, how people are accepting whatever lies the papers and Ministry feed them. Find a way to get a hold of the international response to the end of the Triwizard Tournament."

"Andromeda, prepare for your tea with Bones. We need this to go well. We need her with us. You will sound her out and discover the truth in her motives. Tell he about me after the oath is taken. I will aid you with telling her about myself. But you will need to get her to a point where she'll listen. Same goes for the other witches and wizards who are of a similar mind. They need not join us in the fight only promise to pass on the gossip they here. From now on you will host weekly tea parties. Find a way to make it happen without arousing the suspicion of certain persons unduly."

Both of them nodded in understanding.

"Mad-Eye, return to Dumbledore, find out who's in the Order, their goals, objectives, where they meet, whatever you can. See how much trust the people have in him and try to discern just how noble his intentions are."

"We'll ask Severus to inform his of similar information concerning Voldemort and the Death Eaters too. Someone find a way to pass the message along to Severus, he likely won't have as much time now that he's back to being a spy for two masters. Voldemort won't be pleased with him either."

Worry and concern clouded their faces at that realisation. They all knew that Voldemort was very extreme in his use of the Cruciatus Curse.

"Let's meet again five days from now and see where we all stand."

"Wait what about you and Sirius?"

"I will be working with Andromeda on Bones. Other than that I reckon it's best that we both lie low for the next few days see how things pan out. Voldemort may be back but he hasn't truly announced his presence. He'll use this to his advantage to gain strength and plot. We need to do the same and get ahead of his plans."

"Quite right. But it's late or rather early morning and I for one am tapped out. I think bed is where we all ought to head." Ted Tonks rose and held his had out for his wife before bidding everyone a goodnight.

Tonks quickly followed her parents out the room with a cheery wave and cheesy grin, stumbling slightly when she reached the door. They heard her cursing about the damn small step all the way to the stairs.

Sirius was quick to cut Mad-Eye off by reiterating what Ted said. "He's quite right. It's late and been a long day. Nothing else can be gained right now. Best to hit the hay, we'll need all the rest we can get."

Reluctantly, the old Auror nodded and flooed out.

Sirius said his own goodnights and left the room, knowing Jade would fill him in later on what they would really be doing in the next few days. Sure, they'd be 'lying low' but not in the way intended, of that he had no doubt.

'Oh well, least I'll find out more about the kid.' He stretched his arms above his head as he stumbled into his room, not bothering to turn on a light or change out of his robes before he clambered into bed.

Downstairs, Kingsley and Jade spoke softly about their days, or rather Kingsley berated Jade for his recklessness and actions as well as demanded what exactly he was up to.

Jade evaded each question with ease before pulling the broader man in for a bruising kiss.

"Don't fret about me, I know what I'm doing." With those words, Jade left.

For moments Kingsley stood still and stared at the spot where Jade had been, before he too followed everyone else's example and left for some well needed sleep.

It was only as she was climbing into bed that Tonks remembered the question she had most wanted to ask.

"What happened to that professor?"

Silence met her in the pitch darkness of her bedroom.

Shrugging she snuggled down into her luscious duvet and soft mattress and drifted off to sleep.

She knew the man had been involved in both Longbottoms' disappearance from the grounds as well as Voldemort's resurrection and many other heinous unmentionable crimes. His death was of no great loss to the world. Though, she would like to know just how he was so artfully dismembered without the use of a spell.

Elsewhere at an Unknown Location:

A tall man with white skin and no hair sat upon a throne of pure black. His feet were bare and his body which was thin enough for the bone to be seen was clad only in a single open black velvet robe. His lips were stretched thin and barely visible, his nose did not exist on his face, but rather too slits were present where it should have been. He had no eyebrows. Yet, this was not what people first noticed about him.

No, what they first noticed was the glowing red eyes, surrounded by yellow. Eyes, which seemed dead and yet bored into your very soul.

This man was the most feared Dark Lord of the time. This man was Lord Voldemort.

Below the dais where he regally sat, were his followers, all clad in their black robes and skull masks, all bowed low in respect or fear of their Master.

In the back of the room were the scantily dressed werewolves of Fenrir Greyback's pack, all their to swear alleigence to the Dark Lord who promised them equal rights with the wizards.

But none of that mattered to the man on the throne. To him only one thing truly mattered.

"Where iss Harry Potter?" The voice was soft but by no means gentle.

The man at the very front trembled lightly before answering his Lord.

"He is gone my lord. His was..." He did not get to finish.

"CRUCIO"

"Arrrgh!" The man screamed, his mask falling to the ground as the cruciatus tore through his body, long blond hair falling in disarray as he lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

"The boy is alive. Find him. Bring him to me."

Not needing to be told twice, everyone fled the room lest they incur their Lord's wrath. The man on the floor was taken out by two other, burly looking Deatheaters.

Once alone a large white snake slithered out of her hiding spot.

~Nagini, where have you been.~ The Dark Lord demanded as his familiar wound around him.

~Hunting Master.~

Hmming amusedly, the Dark Lord stared out at the dawn strechting across the horizon.

"Soon you will be mine Potter. Then there shall be no stopping me." He vowed.

Rising he left for his library, intending to find a way to complete an old ritual from long ago.

He would need to complete it before he freed his followers from their incarceration in Azkaban.


Okay, so there you have it! Hope you liked it! Sorry for taking so long!