Disclaimer: Do I really need this? I mean honestly, the first 11 chapters haven't given you the clue? Ok fine. This is not really mine, the characters all belong to J.K. I'm just playing with them for a while. I promise i'll give them back to her when i'm done. Just can't promise they'll be in the same condition.
A/N I'd like to apologize for my dismal spelling last chapter...I warned you guys that I did it all during work, So I got pretty distracted, and didn't really go back to proof read, soo the Whales vs Wales thing was an honest spelling error and I'm surprised at how many people seemed to be jumping on me about that. Another thing, I don't think I mentioned any real conversions in the chapter, just that he had recieved 12 million Galleons from Sirius' will. The only other thing I said was that Harry and Hermione wanted 1000 each of muggle and wizarding money. So obviously the Goblins know the conversions and did it themselves, I wasn't going to figure it out at 4 in the morning, sorry my brain isn't really wired for that kind of math. So sorry for the confusion, hope my explanation satisfy's everyone. For those who reviewed and told me they liked it, Thank You very much! I appreciate every and all reviews. Sorry that I put the note at the beggining, but I just felt I needed to say this before I get into the story. Once again I'm writing this at work, it seems it's the only time I have free.
A/N This is a much later note. I'm soo sorry it's taking me even longer to update....My comp caught on fire can you believe it!!...I had to send it in to get repaired..thank god i was still under warranty..Soo i just got it back...and unfortunately..i'm leaving for England in a couple weeks..I'm soo excited I finally get to see something other then stupid Ontario I mean seriously it gets boring here after a while..not a whole lot to do when you've done everything else.
Harry Potter and the Elemental Mage
Chapter 12
* Fights *
It was dark, and misty. Cliche of any evil abiding place. It was why Voldemort had chosen it. If anything, he was the most cliche of all evil. He liked the darkness, the gore, the evil remorseless acts that he and his followers committed. And most of all, he was addicted to the fear. The fear of all those around him, including his followers. They did what he asked of them, because they feared the pain he would induce. The screams and cries of his victims never haunted him, but they were like a sweet lullaby to his ears, letting him sleep at night. His sick twisted mind enjoyed the power he held and wielded against those who were less then scum.
This night was no different then his many other nights since his resurrection. Bella was by his side, cackling at the masacre before them. If he was ever to choose a queen for his side, she would have been his choice, but Voldemort refused to share his power, or his authority with anyone. Even someone so similarily twisted and sick as Bella was. It was known amongst the Death Eaters that Bellatrix' love was first and for most blood shed. Her husband didn't seem to mind that he wasn't at the top of her list. The word was she was just as violent in bed as she was outside of it. An Intriguing concept. She was a wild women, and she stood by his side, her eyes wild with excitment as she watched the lesser Death Eaters wreck havoc on the town just outside of their newest fortress. The women and children were screaming and running in every direction, trying to get away from the greedy blood hungry Death Eaters. The men were trying to fight and kill as many of the DE's as they could, while sheltering the women and children that were close enough to them.
In the end though, Voldemort knew no measly Muggle would be able to stop him or his followers. They were superior to any and all races. It was time the world realized this. Voldemort raised his hands into the air, his wand held aloft. He twirled his wrist in a clockwise motion twice, before swinging his arms down and then outwards. Large red spikes appeared in the air around him. Waving his wand hand, the spiked hurled into the sea of screaming muggles, a majority of the spikes hit them, slicing through their tender flesh. As more and more fell, Bella left his side and went out on a wild rampage, pulling her knife, she began to cut into all the fallen muggles, the ones still alive after being impaled by a large spike.
Her knife sliced and ripped through flesh and muscle captivating his attention like a dancer would her audience. The blood splattered her clothes, and her face, and her laughter filled the air. It wasn't long till everyone in the small town was dead, either ripped to shreds by the spikes or Bella's knives. The other's were strangled, Avada Kedavra'd, or other means of torture for those so inclined.
"Now, It is time to set the sky on fire" Voldemort raised his wand again and a green flame burst out of his wand, and began to form a shape in the sky. It coalesced into a head with a snake protruding from it's mouth. The Dark Mark. "Let Dumbledore's Order deal with this mess, while we track down Harry Potter and kill him!" Voldemort announced to the group, and as one, they all disapparated to the fortress. Most would assume that Voldemort didn't want Dumbledore or his order any where near his fortress, but Voldemort's plan was to trap the old man. He would never think to look only over the next hill as the place where his greatest enemy lay and waited.
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Harry found that shopping in the Muggle world was a lot more fun when he was with Hermione. She always seemed to know interesting facts about different things, as well as the benefits of letting her use him as a doll, he got kisses out of her when he was good. He tried to be good quite often.
Hermione had dragged him to so many different stores that Harry lost track of where he started and where he ended. They bought pants, boxers (with Harry blushing the whole while), under shirts and tshirts, sweaters, shoes and socks. Hermione took Harry to an eye examiner to get his eyes re checked and to get him a new pair of glasses. She convinced him to get a hair cut, telling him that it would look better when a professional cuts it. So Harry found himself sitting at the hair salon, tense and nervous as he head to snip of scissors cutting his hair in the back, and then on the top. He closed his eyes shut, praying his hair wouldn't look like a mess. After a little while the lady cutting his hair told him she was done, Harry opened his eyes and was suprised at what he saw. The long hair was gone, and it looked neater, not the rats nest it usually was. It looked stylish with the top a little longer then the rest, and sticking up in spikes on the top of his head. Harry turned his head to look at Hermione, an eyebrow raised. She smiled and nodded at him before she turned to the hair stylist thanking her, and then paying them as Harry gathered all his things and left the salon. As Hermione joined him, he took a quick look around and found a small alleyway between two buildings, they both made their way over to it, and Harry quickly shrunk all his purchases and put them in his pocket. Then staring at Hermione, Harry reached up and rubbed the back of his head. It felt weird for him to have very little hair back there, and Hermione was watching him, a smile on her lips.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Do you know what that does when you rub your head like that?" Hermione asked. Harry shrugged, not really sure what she was talking about, causing him to run his hand over the back of his hair again nervously. Hermione laughed softly stepping closer to him so their bodies were touching.
"It makes you look really adorable." She breathed against his lips. Harry's heartbeat sped up, as he slowly bent his head, capturing Hermione's lips in his. She moaned against him, her hands sliding up his chest to wrap around his neck pulling him closer to her. They kissed for what seemed like ages, but was only a few minutes. their tongues mingling with each other as his hands slid around her waist, one hand sliding a few inches up under her shirt, resting at the curve of her spine. Hermione stretched her body against Harry's, moaning at his touch, then she slowly pulled away, her brain a little fuzzy from all the sensations. She couldn't help but smile at the goofy look spreading over Harry's features. She laughed lightly as she took a step back, slowly getting herself back under control.
Harry frowned and tried to reach for her, she side stepped his hands and led the way back out into the busy thoroughfare of streets. Harry sighed and followed unburdaned now by his shopping bags which now rested shrunk in his pockets. As they walked down the street enjoying the small freedom, Hermione reached out and grabbed his hand, they both looked like just a regular couple out on a stroll down the street. They turned down the corner and started walking towards the Leaky Cauldron, deciding to head back and look for Mrs. Weasley. As they reached the shabby looking building, they could hear faint shouting. Glancing at each other they quickly made their way into the pub, there was slight chaos as everyone in the pub tried to hide behind overturned tables and chairs even though there were no spells being thrown around inside the small area. Harry took a quick look around, his hand holding tightly to Hermiones as he pulled her over to the bar where he could just see Tom trying to barricade the back door. "Tom, Whats going on?" Tom turned around to see Harry and Hermione leaning against the bar table, holding hands trying to look calm.
"Mr. Potter! What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here, It's dangerous!" Tom exclaimed. Harry sighed, turning to face the room. He could hear the shouting and explosions coming from the other back door that lead out to Diagon Alley.
"Tom, are the Death Eaters here?" Harry asked calmly. Tom shivered and nodded. Sighing Harry looked at Hermione. "We have to do something. Mrs. Weasley is still out there." Hermione only nodded her eyes showing her determination. Harry moved towards the back door, his hand still locked with Hermione's. As they reached the back door Harry noticed two black cloaks hanging on a peg. Harry grabbed them and threw one towards Hermione as he let go of her hand. He quickly donned the black cloak making sure it covered his head then he turned to look Hermione over to see she had done the same thing. They both pulled out their wands and Hermione used a spell to make sure the hood never fell off their head before they made their way to open brickway that lead into Diagon Alley. They entered pandomonium as everyone was running this way and that trying to find shelter in the damaged buildings.
Harry and Hermione rushed forward looking at all the faces in the crowd trying to see if they could see Mrs. Weasley. As they got closer to the bank, Harry and Hermione noticed the Goblins standing guard in front of doors of Gringotts, weapons held in defensive postions. Harry ran forward, and the Goblins swung their weapons on Harry. Harry stopped his hands held up in surrender in front of him when he realized that he was in a black cloak that was reminescent of the DE's garb. The bigger of the guards moved forward, and Harry murmured to him and the goblin slowly nodded moving back, he murmured to his companions and then made a small gab to allow the two young heros into the bank.
"What did you say to him?" Hermione asked. Harry turned and smiled at her.
"Just who I was and what I needed. Told him I needed to see the boss, I had some ideas to discuss about helping the town. Apparently this was the main attack for the DE's, and the Guards have just been able to protect the place, but the DE's will be back eventually so we need to make some plans." Hermione stared at him in wonder.
"Now where did you come up with that?" Harry smiled sheepishly and shrugged.
"It sorta just came to me." Hermione raised her eyebrow before she shook her head muttering something about boys. The two of them quickly walked through the winding back hallways of the bank, before they made it to the Heads office. Ragnok was sitting there, looking over different parchments looking haggard and fierce.
"Mr. Potter" Ragnok said without looking up. "I'm glad you could come. We would be greatful for some of your help, we just don't understand what a Hogwarts student could accomplish that my well trained warrior goblins couldn't" Ragnok wondered as he finally looked up at them. Harry pulled the hood off, as he looked around the room. He took in the weapons on the walls, and the very simple clutter of someone who was use to having very little.
"I've fought him before. I can't say I can beat him, or that we'll even win. But I get how his mind works, I use to be connected with him, but no longer." Harry explained, Hermione shot him an astonished look. Harry realized he had never told her about the connection being severed. He gave her another sheepish look as he turned back to look at Ragnok. Ragnok looked at the raven haired teen thoughtfully. Then nodding in acceptance, he waved them out, and then he strode past them leading the way to where all the action was. As the two teens and the goblin appeared at the front of Gringotts, they both were able to get a glimpse or what the DE's had done. There were stores that were burning, walls crumbling down in charred pieces. Dead bodies laid scattered on the grounds, some with the frightened dead stare of those who were killed by the Avada Kedavra curse, others were bleeding and trying to find shelter.
Harry was sickened by all the death and destruction that played out before him. He wanted to stop it. As he looked over the people running, he caught those in the black garb of the DE's robes. He pulled out his wand and began to soundlessly send out spell after spell towards them. His first spell missed, but the second connected with the DE's arm, and it blasted off at the elbow, blood spraying every which way. The screams Harry heard were pounding in his head. All filled with fright, but he heard the agonized scream of the DE, and determined Harry kept throwing out spells. A brown spell hit the same Death Eater in the chest, and his clothes slowly began to burn, before it burned through and hit his skin, where the DE began to burn alive. He was running around trying to put the fire out, but nothing would work, finally he went up in flame and stopped moving as he collapsed.
Hermione was sending out spells herself. Nothing as destructive as Harry's though, since he had had special instruction on them. She sent out a stunner, which the DE ducked, then she sent out another spell that hit the DE in the chest causing him to go flying backwards into a tree. There was a dull thunk as the DE's head hit the tree and he was knocked unconcious. Hermione whipped around as she saw Harry surround by four other DE's. She charged forward, sending out spell after spell. Some caused burns to appear on their hands so they couldn't grip their wands, other spells made awkward appendages to sprout from their head and neck. Harry was sending out blasting curses, causing a few more DE's to lose their limbs. Hermione sent out a bat boogey hex to distract the new DE's that were coming to join their comrades against Harry. While those DE's were trying to fight off the Bat Boogey's, Hermione jumped into the middle of the fray standing back to back with Harry as they both sent out spells like quick fire. The circle was a bright flash of amazing colour. Reds, Blues, Purples, Browns, Pinks, Greens and Oranges.
It felt like hours, but only 20 minutes had passed by the time help arrived, and Auror's began to round up all the fallen and alive DE's. The dead were left until everyone else was away and locked up. The Auror's ended up surround Harry and Hermione, thinking they were DE's as well, what with their black cloaks on and the hoods hiding their faces. They tried to capture them as well, but Harry was able to evade the spells that were shot at them. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand and was able to apparate them away, despite the anti apparation wards that surrounded the alley. When they stopped spinning, Hermione saw that Harry had apparated them into the Leaky Cauldron. As they looked around, they removed their hood and were able to spot Mrs. Weasley, looking frantic, off in the corner. They both rushed over to her, and her face seemed to break out into a hesitante smile, relief evident in her eyes. They both smiled at her sheepishly. "Did you get everything you needed?" They both nodded as their answer. Nodding herself, Mrs. Weasley lead them over to the fire place and one by one, they took floo powder and disappeared from Diagon Alley.
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Draco quickly walked down Knockturn Alley as he tried to escape from the Aurors. His mind was still reeling from seeing Harry's battle against the DE's. No wonder he's the chosen one, He's powerful. Draco thought to himself. As he made it to Borgin and Burkes, he snuck in the door and went to the fireplace he knew was in the back, pinched some Floo Powder, and stepped into the green flames to be wisked away to his manor home.
As he entered the living room through the fireplace his mother was waiting for him in the sofa facing the fireplace, a glass of wine in her hands. As Draco brushed off the soot that covered his clothes, his mother rose from the chair and walked towards him. "Draco, Dear. Where have you been?"
Draco stepped forward and drew his mother into a quick hug. "I was at Diagon Alley, Mother" Draco told her. Draco watched his mother's fast whiten briefly before she straightened and drew herself up.
"And why were you there?" She tried to ask sternly. Draco eyed her carefully, then he noticed the open parchment letter sitting on the coffee table that laid on the side of the room. He quickly strode towards it and lifted it up to read, completely ignoring his mother's question.
Dear Narcissa.
I would like to advise you to keep you and your son away from Diagon Alley for the next couple of nights, unless you would like anything foul happening to either of you.
LV
Draco stared at the parchment for a few more minutes before he turned to look at this mother. She was looking down, almost ashamedly. "When did you get this?" Draco asked almost breathlessly. His mother shrugged, refusing to meet his eye. He felt is anger boil. She promised me she would stay away from them! She promised me! Draco's thoughts roiled in his head as he felt the crushing weight of his mother's betrayel. "You knew about this attack and did nothing?" Draco's teeth were clenched, trying to control his anger so he wouldn't lash out at his mother.
"What do you expect me to do? If any one of them found out I gave the Auror's the heads up of the attack, they would come after us! I couldn't risk your life or my own for something that would be unavoidable in any other capacity!" Narcissa shouted. Her cheeks were blotched red from her anger and frustration. "You should understand that at least" She finished.
Draco sighed shaking his head, "You should have said something, Mother. I don't care about the risk to myself, I can deal with it. I think your main concern is yourself, and thats were this family has gone wrong for so many generations, caring about ourselves over others" Draco turned to go up to his room, when his mother's words stopped him.
"Draco! We should care about ourselves, We are pureblood's, we are royalty in this world, in our world. I care about my life, because I have to think about what would happen if I wasn't around, what would happen to you. You are my son, Draconius, and I will live in order to make sure you won't be alone!" Draco looked back at his mother to see tears at the corner of her eyes.
"I won't be alone Mother. You just wait and see. Soon I won't need you or my pureblood status, and maybe for once, I'll be happy." Draco turned back and stomped out of the room, his anger dissipitating as he climbed the stairs. He knew he was going to have to do something about Harry and Hermione, somehow he was going to get close to them. Not to hurt them, but to befriend them. He felt that somehow becoming a part of their group, might complete something, as corny as that sounded, he would find the one thing he had been missing most of his life. Exceptance, friendship, and a life spent with others and filled with love. Someone who wouldn't be scared to care for him or ashamed to be seen with him as his father had been. Seeing the Golden Trio, he knew that they loved each other unconditionally, and at least for Harry and Hermione, would never turn their backs on each other. Ron had issues, Draco had to admit, and Draco wouldn't mind being the new Trio member, since Ron seemed to be doing everything he could to ruin his friendship with Harry.
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Severus paced the old kitchen, his temper rising with each step. When he heard the noise from the room above, as people came in through the floo. He stalked out of the room and made it up the stairs just as Harry, Hermione, and Molly reached the stair landing. Molly headed down to the kitchen skirting past Severus as she pulled out a bag of food items she had picked up from Diagon Alley. Harry and Hermione were about to head upstairs, as Harry was pulling out his shrunken shopping bags. Severus cleared his throat, and Harry turned around to see him, wincing from the look on Severus' face Harry handed over his purchases to Hermione. "Can you put those in my room for me? Thanks" He asked quietly. Hermione nodded and went upstairs, shrunken bags in hand.
Harry turned to look at Severus, "What did I do thats got you looking at me like that?" Harry asked wearily. Severus' scowl just deepened, and then he turned around and walked into the old study, Harry followed, and the door slammed shut behind with a wave of Severus' wand.
"What were you doing fighting Death Eaters?" Severus' asked calmly. Harry blinked.
"How did you hear about that? Both Hermione and I had our cloak hood's up" Harry questioned. Severus' crossed his arms across his chest. One of his dark eyebrows raised. Harry sighed, "They needed to be stopped, and I had the Goblins help, I didn't think it would be a big deal" Harry said quietly.
Snape sighed as his thumb and forefinger rubbed the throbbing pain between his eyes as he tried to figure out what to say to the young mage before him.
A/N: Alright everyone...I'm sorry it's taking me forever to update..I'm in England right now. I'm heading home tomorrow though. I tried to write as much as I could, but I am on Vacation and So i've been out and about doing things. Though there's really not that much to do out here in the country. Anyways I hope this satisfies you. Don't forget to review, Love you all Xoxo.