edit 15/10/18: So, I apparently did a terrible job in my previous checks of this chapter... So changed the wording of a few bits here and there, added a dot in a few places, and some grammatical errors as is the usual, it should be a lot better then it was about half an hour ago.


Okay, this took me far longer than I intended... It was meant to be finished before the end of August, but... well... then life happened.

And I lost all progress thanks to my harddrive failing, took me a week to safe what I could, which included all my writing, miraculously enough, so that was good, and then life filled up again, and emptied once more, and there you have it... a short-ish chapter.

I will be honest, this chapter feels amazing, and about three quarters of it was written in one day, I really wanted to finish this chapter, and apparently I was in the right mood for it.

Okay, enough rambling... Review time.

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ch 12 The scrapyard


Harry, David, Luna and Neville quickly arrived at the other side from the entrance where they came to a dead end, at the end of which they could see Mark Jefferson and Nathan Prescott, both were looking very nervous. At their feet lay Max, seemingly drugged, but not completely out of it, as her limited movements seemed to imply. Jefferson had a gun trained at Chloe who was digging on the spot a bit further in the corner of this part of the junkyard, it seemed she had been doing it for a while

"Jefferson, drop your weapon right this instant!" Harry yelled the moment he had taken in the scene in front of him.

He had quickly taken the front of their rag tag group with Madson taking his left flank a bit behind him with his rifle aimed at the only armed man in front of him, and Luna and Neville standing a bit behind their wands ready for anything.

"One step further and the girl dies!" Jefferson yelled, waving his gun around like a maniac, This was followed by a loud bang echoing from all sides.

That is also the moment time slowed down to almost a complete stop, Harry could see a bullet leaving the front of the barrel, slowly making it's way towards Chloe. Her eyes were widening as she noticed what was happening.

Jefferson's eyes also widened slowly as he noticed what he had just done.

Immediately Harry summoned the gun before making a dash towards the flightpath of the bullet, dodging the flying gun coming right at his head, and coming to a standstill just in front of Chloe, and readying the shield. The moment he took that position time returned to its usual speed, and the bullit slammed into his shield melting the moment it made contact.

A burst of three shots could be heard as madson opened fire on the other man, whilst Luna pulled Nathan into the ground, pinning him into place, Neville pulled Chloe to the ground behind Harry, before he summoned a root to slam the gun out of Jefferson's hand, who by now was falling down thanks to the impact of three bullets hitting him.

"Harry, how did you get there?" Neville asked in complete confusion as he finally noticed Harry standing in front of the blue haired girl.

"Max, this seems to be your expertise." Harry muttered after he made sure everyone was okay, and immediately moving to the smaller girl who was still lying in front of Jefferson, her eyes were wide and her nose was bleeding.

"So, you can also slow down time huh…" Harry muttered. "You can stop fighting the drugs for now, rest, you've saved your friend." He spoke as Chloe ran to hug her friend.

"So, explain please." Madson stated after inspecting Jefferson's body. "He's alive by the way, although he does need to go to the hospital within at most half an hour."

"Luna, work your magic, make sure he survives, make sure he's awake for the entire procedure, at the moment the statute of secrecy is the least of our worries." With a nod Luna moved towards the wounded man, and started doing her job. That is after making sure the man couldn't attack her whilst she was working on him.

"What made you sick was apparition, our way of fast travel. Believe me, I am aware it's the most uncomfortable way of traveling." Harry stated matter of factly to answer his earlier question. As he pulled Nathan out of the ground, and immediately tying his hands behind his back using tierips he had summoned as he did it.

"We are wizards, to be exact, this is part of an elite team of my people only known within our country as Dumbledore's army, or for short the DA. Usually we do not do these kinds of things, but I felt that what was going on around here lately needed more than just me."

"How I just moved from one place to the other in a matter of milliseconds… well… I think that's Max her story to tell." Harry finished his quick explanation off, as he picked up the smaller girl, Chloe still by her side.

"I… I don't know what to say…" Chloe confessed as the three of them came to the cars that were haphazardly parked in front of the scrapyard.

"Chloe, you don't have to say anything." Harry said looking at her. "Yes, the two of you were idiots going after Nathan , But." He prevented himself from being interrupted by the other teen, "You wouldn't have known what would happen, and you would always have had the com's if you were in need of assistance. And we do not know how those were cut off…" He left it hanging there as he looked around the small clearing once more.

"There is something else here…" He muttered to himself.

"Nev, can you take her for a while?" Harry asked Neville.

"Sure, do whatever it is you do." He spoke as he took the slumbering girl from Harry's hands.

Harry looked around the area once more, trying to remember something, looking at everything seeming even slightly out of place. Following footsteps going back and forth in all directions.

"What is it… this nagging feeling there is something…. Someone…" Harry froze. "Oh no..." he muttered, before closing his eyes, and taking his ring in his hands.

He slowly turned it around in his hand, once more, and one final time. "Please don't be here…" Harry muttered as all his hopes fell into decay the moment he opened his eyes and saw the figure of a ghostly pale girl appear in front of him.

"Thank you master, you kept your word." The girl, hauntingly familiar to a certain poster stated in a quiet whisper.

"You know it's not over yet right?" Harry asked the girl in front of him.

"She will die some day, but that is not today, and all because of you and your friends." The girl turned her eyes to the people staring at Harry like he was crazy. "allow them to see and hear me please." The girl asked slowly, seemingly afraid to ask.

"As you wish." Harry said quietly, focusing his magic on the ring and the figure in front of him. Slowly her paleness turned into a greenish glow. "Go ahead, they should be able to see you now." Harry spoke quietly, moving out of the line of sight to allow the girl to speak to the group.

"Hello Chloe." The girl spoke, "I wanted to tell you a few final words."

"Rachel…" Chloe stared wide eyed at the girl in front of her. "Please, please tell me you are alive… please…" She slowly fell to her knees, tears brimming in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Chloe." Rachel spoke as she kneeled in front of her. "We wanted to run away together, leave this shithole, but this shithole got me first… I'm so, so, sorry…"a drop of green fell from her eyes, disappearing before it touched the ground. "Take care of yourself Chloe, live the life I can not anymore."

After this, she turned her face towards Max, who seemingly had snuck back into consciousness.

"Thank you for taking care of her Max. Thank you for protecting her." The girl slowly started to fade. "I will always be there if you need guidance, you will know it's me when you see it." Were her final words before disappearing completely.

There was not one person in the scrapyard with their eyes dry.

As Harry looked around the area again he noticed a slight green glow in the corner a bit away from the hole Chloe had been digging before.

"Jefferson, I know you can talk." Harry stated, turning to the older man, after getting his emotions back under control. "Is this the location you buried Rachel Amber after one of you two killed her?"

"It was not supposed to happen!" The tear stained Nathan spoke up from a bit away. "She was meant to be dazed, sleeping at most, not dead…"

"Yes… we buried her over there." Jefferson said sounding defeated and pointing to the before mentioned spot.

"Why here?" Harry asked trusting Madson to keep his stepdaughter from murdering Nathan, which he really didn't doubt would happen if she got to him.

"Who searches a scrapyard for a body?" He stated in a monotone, not a second later his expression darkened as the final bullet exited his body.

"Hermione, you got all that?" Harry asked into his earpiece.

"Got it loud and clear Harry, police is on their way to your location to take the two in." Hermione spoke, her voice sounding a bit shaken.

"Any news from your side." Harry said pulling his hands through his hair, taking in the mess all around them.

"We mapped all timerifts, a team is preparing to stabilize them." Hermione spoke, a bit of her professionality returning to her. "We are trying to finish before nightfall, but I kind of doubt we will make it, we are just lacking capable hands at the moment. There are a lot of rifts Harry."

"We will be joining you in a minute after we report what happened here to the local authorities." Harry said quietly. "I could really use a break at this point, this is the busiest day since the end of the war."

"I could imagine that. See you in the two whales diner when you're done." Hermione said.

"So, Luna status?" He asked as he joined the younger woman.

"He's stable." Luna spoke, looking at the closing wounds. "Nothing serious was hit, his only problem is the fact he lost quite a bit of blood, and the fact that blood replenishment potions won't work on him." At Harry's questioning stare she decided to clarify. "Lack of magic."

"Thank you, and what about you?" Harry asked looking her in the eye.

"I'm fine Harry, wasn't hurt at all." Harry just raised an inquisitive brow.

"Later." She said turning back to her patient.

"Nev, what about you?" Harry asked.

"Not hurt, slight emotional strain." Neville said a small smile playing on his face. "Max is sleeping again, so I presume that's good."

Harry turned towards Chloe, and saw her crying. "Don't have to ask there." He muttered before moving towards David.

"You did the right thing sir." Harry stated to the other man.

"What makes you say that?" David said, "I almost killed a man."

"Yes, you did, but he almost killed the only thing coming close to a daughter, I believe that is a natural response." Harry spoke quietly before continuing. "Besides, that's a trained response... You do not lose that response very easily. You saw danger, and you reacted."Harry just looked around from his new vantage point, allowing the other man some time to think.

To Chloe, sitting against a large sign, tears streaming down her face. To Nathan quietly sitting against a barrel, his face cast downward. Jefferson still lying on the ground, his hands bound above his head to the tire ring of a car, Luna slowly working on the man that almost shot an innocent girl.

To Neville sitting on the hood of a car keeping an eye on both Nathan and Jefferson, Max lying next to him with Nev's vest functioning as a pillow.

"Are all your days like this." David finally asked. After a few minutes of complete silence had passed.

"Luckily not." Harry laughed, "If this was my average day, I wouldn't think I would still be alive."

"So a wizard huh." The man stated.

"jup, a wand waving, broom riding wizard." Harry stated, again observing the small group before him.

"Are there a lot of you?" David asked, genuinely sounding interested.

"There are probably about fifty million of us world wide." Harry said a small smile playing on his face.

"Most countries we are split from the non magical's, but others are very much interwoven." He added before turning once more to the group in front of him.


As I said, I'm quite happy how this chapter came out, what do you think?

And as always, if you see anything, mistakes or otherwise, or have questions, you can always ask, I will answer, one way or another.

Again, sorry for the delay.