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Quest Begins

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Sirius stared at the locket dangling in his grasp.

"You mean to tell me that this is…?"

"One of Voldemort's Horcruxes." Ahsoka confirmed, staring at it in confusion. "I have no idea how it came to be here, it should be in a booby-trapped cave."

"One of…?" Sirius choked, dropping the locket onto the table and staring at it. "How many did the bastard make?"

"At least five." Ahsoka said, ignoring Sirius' expression of horrified shock. "This locket, a diary, a crown, a ring and a goblet. He had intended to turn a brooch into one when he tried to kill Harry, but the spell went wrong and the soul-fragment ended up in Harry instead."

"Merlin…" Remus breathed from behind Sirius. "Five Horcruxes… that means he's still around!"

"Harry and I got rid of the piece of soul left in Harry's scar." Ahsoka said with a slight shrug. "I claimed the memory-fragments and we both got the ability to talk to snakes from it."

Remus stared at Ahsoka. "Parseltongue?"

"We need to destroy this." Sirius stated, ignoring the byplay. "But how?"

"Not much can resist a lightsaber." Ahsoka shrugged as she ignited her blade. Raising it up, she stabbed down with it, the plasma-bonded blade passing almost effortlessly through the outer shell and spitting the contents. A screech lanced out, causing the two men to flinch away, then a wisp of green smoke rose, briefly forming into a screaming face before it dissipated.

"Beast-lady has destroyed locket." A voice mumbled in amazement. "Master Regulus' last command is followed, locket is destroyed."

All three adults stared at the bedraggled house-elf that had appeared from nowhere, then Sirius slowly lowered himself to one knee to get a better look at his elf.

"Kreacher, what happened to my brother, how did he get this locket?"

"Bad Lord ordered Master Regulus to order Kreacher to help him hide locket. Forced Kreacher to drink bad liquid, make Kreacher feel very sad, want to die. Bad Lord leave Kreacher to die, but Master Regulus order Kreacher to return after, so Kreacher did. Master Regulus have Kreacher takehim to cave, Master give Kreacher order to take locket and destroy. Master drink bad water and Kreacher take locket, but Kreacher not able to destroy. Beast-lady destroy locket, Master Regulus command done. Bad Lord locket no more."

Sirius rose to his feet, then looked at the house-elf before reaching for the damaged and now-inert locket.

"Kreacher, as Lord Black, I order you to take this locket and protect it in memory of my younger brother."

Kreacher took the locket, tears dripping from his eyes. "Master is nice, giving Kreacher task to remember. Kreacher remember Master Regulus, was nice master. Never shout at Kreacher. Kreacher always remember nice master."

Sirius shot a guilty look at Ahsoka, then took a deep breath.

"Kreacher, I am planning on building a larger, better house here. One suited to the status of the renewed Black family. I want you to sort everything into two piles, one pile for the vault until the new house is built and the things can be used again, the second pile anything that you really want, things that you think I would throw out if you did not claim them."

Kreacher glanced towards the entrance and Ahsoka winced in memory of the ferocious tongue-lashing that the portrait by the door had unleashed on them, a tirade that had increased when the portrait had realised that Ahsoka wasn't human.

"Yes, Kreacher, you can have my mother's portrait." Sirius said. Ahsoka gave him a questioning look and he shrugged.

"I thought Regulus died a Death Eater. Finding out that he tried to take down Voldemort… There's a great deal that I have to rethink."

Ahsoka nodded, then looked at where Kreacher had been standing.

"That's two down, four to go."

Sirius nodded, his face firming. "Diary, crown, ring and goblet. Wherever they are, the House of Black will see them tracked down and destroyed."

"I have no more information than what I gave you." Ahsoka warned. Sirius nodded.

"The Aurors owe me a favour. I'll call on Madam Bones. In the meantime, shall we head back and see how Dan is coping with the kids?"

"I hope Harry is enjoying himself." Ahsoka mused as they walked out of the house.

"I hope Dan's managed to keep the Manor intact." Remus deadpanned and Sirius barked with laughter.

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"How did your day go?" Sirius asked as he heard Hermione walk up to stand beside him, his gaze fixed on the duelling duo in the garden.

"It was… what's going on?"

"Jedi training." Sirius shrugged. "I found out that I can't become a Jedi, apparently Remus has some potential, but since he's fully grown and has been a wizard for ages, not to mention he wouldn't be very strong at it, he decided not to bother trying to become one."

Hermione stared in wonder at the two lightsaber-wielding figures.

"You could probably learn that." Sirius said with a slight shrug. "Apparently it isn't just physical, there's quite a bit of mental exercising as well. Ginny is already learning meditation from them, even though she hasn't any Force Potential, just like me."

"I am seriously considering it." Hermione admitted. "And don't you dare do your normal pun."

For several moments, they watched the dance of combat, then Hermione shook her head in an attempt to re-focus.

"My school sent these with me, Harry's test results."

Sirius accepted the folder and opened it, skimming through the contents before handing it back with a smile.

"Excellent. It looks like you'll be getting a new classmate for the next couple of years."

For a moment, Sirius' comment failed to penetrate, then her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yes. And Remus has another set of Runic Doors made, so we can finally install one in your parents house, with their permission. Far better than relying on a Portkey, yes?"

Hermione nodded with feeling. She hated the way that Portkeys felt when used.

"So… where will the door lead?"

"To the Concourse." Sirius replied as Harry barely escaped from being pinned. "Remus had the warehouse fully warded. I swear, once he was done with it, I think each brick had its own runic array."

Hermione glanced at Sirius. He was obviously joking, but Hermione privately wondered just how much he was kidding.

"Anyway," Sirius continued, "Harry's Doors are arrayed in the middle section, also called the Pillar, yours will be placed in whichever Wall-cabin you want and the cabin warded so only those you grant access to can enter."

"Wall-cabin?"

"Remus used something called partocabins in the warehouse, covered two walls with them, four layers high, and then had ten placed in a column five high in the middle with an internal staircase. The walkways look odd, who uses metal grilles instead of good solid stone? But it works. Harry's properties will be linked via the Pillar, while his friends, such as you, me, the Weasleys and so on, each get our own cabin or two to store our Doors in."

"How many cabins are there?" Hermione asked curiously and Sirius shrugged.

"Ignoring the Pillar, about forty, I think. He said something about a door for Hogsmeade and a couple more for Diagon and Mungo's if he can get safe areas for the links, but I don't know if it's in the walls or a standalone. He used several tons of gravel and a few large stones, installed a pond as well."

Hermione grinned. "Sounds like a Zen garden. I'd like to see it some time."

"I'll take you now, if you want, they'll be out there for another hour at least." Sirius smiled. "You can pick out your own Cabin for installation."

"I'd like that." Hermione said with a smile, accepting Sirius' proffered arm.

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"And this is the workroom." Sirius said almost half an hour later, leading Hermione down a set of semi-concealed steps. As they walked down, Hermione looked round, seeing that they were descending into a large basement that was almost the same size as the warehouse. One end-wall had a vertical rectangle of sixteen portacabins, one of which had its front removed, revealing that it was a reinforced steel cage. The other end of the basement was crowded with stacks of dismounted doors and lumber while the middle had several large workbenches and multiple Runic Doors in various stages of completion.

"Each Door pair takes almost a week to make due to the large number of runes that need engraving and charms that need to be cast." Sirius said, leading Hermione into the workshop. Hermione's gaze drifted to the third wall, on which were mounted multiple blackboards and whiteboards, each covered in complex symbold and equations.

"This place is amazing." Hermione breathed in awe and Sirius grinned.

"Remus and I come here every few days to work on building more Doors ready for use. Once we start building alliances, having this place as a hub will prove invaluable. Runic Doors cannot be intercepted or reprogrammed like the Floo and Portkeys can, and if you try to alter one door, the connection is broken, meaning that running through one and then using a blasting charm on it means that no-one can follow."

"Totally secure." Hermione nodded in understanding. "Nice."

Sirius nodded, then looked round.

"Remus said that he had something to do. I wonder what?"

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Albus Dumbledore stared in shocked disbelief at the werewolf sat opposite him.

"What?"

"Horcruxes." Remus repeated. "We've discovered that Voldemort made some, and we were hoping for your help in finding them."

Albus stared at him, his sense of shock deepening. "How did you…?"

"From the person who's dealt with two of them." Remus shrugged. "And no, I won't tell you who. That's the reason that I came, as a werewolf, anyone who tries to Legilimens me will have their mind ripped apart, and I'm highly resistant to the Imperius curse."

Albus sighed and leaned back in his seat. "Well played, Remus. So what did you want from me?"

"Your help." Remus said with a shrug. "We have an idea of what each Horcrux is, but little more than that. The two that have been neutralised were Harry's scar and Slytherin's locket."

Albus' eyebrows shot up at the mention of the scar. "Is Harry still…?"

"Alive? Merlin, yes." Remus grinned, enjoying the look of amazement on Albus' face. "He has a new mother now, amazing woman. She recently discovered that she's a witch and I'm helping her pass her OWLs so that the ministry can't do anything stupid like trying to seize Harry. Arthur's helping. Where was I?"

"Slytherin's locket." Albus supplied and Remus nodded.

"The other horcruxes are a diary, a crown, a ring and goblet, all rather odd choices."

"Slythering's locket, a diary, a crown, a ring and goblet…" Albus mused. "If we assume that he tried to use important items wherever possible… I wonder if the crown is a diadem…"

"Ravenclaw's Diadem?" Remus asked, instantly following the logic, "Then… Hufflepuff's goblet. The ring and the diary… I don't remember any legendary rings… actually, I remember too many."

"Maybe the ring of his family." Albus mused, feeling his energy levels rise as he contemplated the puzzles and challenges awaiting him.

"His original name was Tom Marvolo Riddle, if that helps." Remus supplied. "Sirius and I are already trying to track his movements back, figure out where he might have hidden his anchors."

"Then I shall be honoured to help you." Albus said. "But about Harry's scar…"

"Checked by Andromeda Tonks and several other healers, human, goblin and even a centaur." Remus smiled. "The scar no longer contains the soul fragment.."

Albus blinked several times. "But… the prophecy…"

"Prophecy? What prophecy?" Remus asked, pouncing like a wolf on its prey.

"It was made before Harry was born." Albus said slowly. "I heard it and…"

"Tell. Me." Remus ground out and Albus sighed.

"Very well. The prophecy goes… The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies ..." Albus paused. "I believed that the power the Dark Lord knows not is…"

"The Jedi Way." Remus interrupted, causing Albus to blink.

"What?"

"The Jedi Way." Remus repeated, a smirk playing around his lips. "Harry is being trained in the ways of the Jedi by his mother, a Jedi Knight."

"Jedi." Albus repeated, carefully enunciating the unfamiliar word. "What is a… Jedi? The Daily Prophet didn't give much in the way of details."

"They are agents of the light." Remus shrugged. "Travelling warriors who fight evil and help wherever they can, not seeking any reward for their actions. Think of them as… a monastic order of healers and warriors."

"What type of spells do they use?" Albus enquired and Remus laughed.

"They don't. They don't even use magic, but they can perform feats that magic cannot. They can enhance their abilities, move things without touching them, sense the emotions of others, even see the patterns of the future."

Albus frowned in worry. "Has Harry abandoned magic, then?"

"No." Remus said. "He'll attend Hogwarts, learn magic, but he will be a Jedi first, using the Force. The power that the Dark Lord knows not."

Albus sat in silence for several moments, then slowly nodded.

"I will be happy to help you find the Horcruxes. I assume that you have a way of destroying them, since you said that two are dealt with already? And can you tell me more about these… Jedi?"

Remus' grin reminded Albus of that of a wolf on the hunt.