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Outside of Hogwarts's entrance everyone stood with bated breath as they waited for Harry to come back. A few hours after Harry left the school grounds, it was Hermione who noticed that the elder Potter was gone and assumed he followed through Voldemort's demand to go find him. It was she who told everyone who now stood outside the entrance. There was a large percentage who really thought that Harry was a goner, dead to be more precise. But no one spoke this thought out loud; no one wanted to be the one who diminishes everyone's small flare of hope.

Off into the distance a small dot formed. That dot soon turned into a man, with wild fiery hair. As the dot, now a man got closer it was noticed that he was carrying two sausage-like objects. Soon when the man got close enough to identify the two sausage shaped objects took form into two young boys, one being taller than the other. It was also noticed that the man wasn't Voldemort, as most were expecting, but the ghost Danny Potter was fighting, the one who killed him… Realization dawned in students and staff alike; the two boys were the Potters. Right behind the ghost was an army of Death Eaters, only a few yards away from their leader. But where was said leader?

"Why, hello," said the evil being, "I have a bit of an announcement. Remember that guy you people were so scared of? The one with no nose, well to put it gently, he's dead. And guess who killed him?"

"What do you expect from that, a big round of applause?" Hermione yelled as she cried tears of rage, "You were involved with the killing of Harry and you were the one who killed Danny!"

"Hermione!" yelled Ron; he knew this guy could kill her easily so he tried his best to quiet her. He didn't want to see his crush; he meant friend, get hurt or worse, dead.

"No Ron! He can't just come here like he owns the place just because he killed Voldemort! Especially after he killed our friend!" she yelled back just as frustrated as Ron. Why couldn't he see what she saw? With a snap of Dan's fingers two Death Eaters cast a spell on Hermione to restrain her and bring her to Dan's side.

"Hermione!" screamed everyone close to her. Dan, dropping the two bodies he was carrying, causing everyone to wince simultaneously, walked in front of the young witch.

"What a pretty young witch. Wouldn't it be just awful to ruin that face of yours?" the older ghost threatened as he flicked his snake like tongue in front her face.

"That is enough!" the headmaster Dumbledore yelled getting his wand out. Dan only looked at him with an annoyed expression.

"Old man, you really think you can stop me," he laughed out in disbelief, "The only person with a small ounce to stop me was dear old Danny-boy and last time I checked he's dead!" Dumbledore, having enough of the Ghost's nonsense, stared casting a Stupefying Charm. Dan reflected with a flick of his hand, which created a dome like shield, which, like his eyes, was a bloody red. At this point many of the Death Eaters were pointing their wands at Dumbledore, all the staff and students were pointing their wands at Dan Phantom. It was almost like those old western movies that muggles watch, where the two guys are holding their guns to each other's heads, but no one shots.

Hermione seemed to be the least of the Death Eater's and Dan's concern, and, like many spells, if it's not renewed the spell will soon become weak enough to break. With that Hermione easily broke the binding spell, freeing herself from Dan's hold.

"Stupefy!"

Dan felt a small prick on his back, letting his head turn around to look behind him he noticed that little Hermione was free, almost like an owl. The witch screamed, causing everyone to look her way. How was Dan doing that? That should be humanly impossible.

"You really shouldn't have done that," Dan growled while his eyes glowed a dark, bloody red.

Ron, who started to panic, hurled spell after spell after spell at the Ghost. Everyone, following his lead, did the same, Dan only let out a horrible bone-chilling laugh.

"You really think you have a chance? I have powers you wouldn't believe! See this shield? The only way to break it is, oh wait there is no way to break it, unless I willingly get rid of it." Turning back and putting his full attention on the young witch his smiled grew to a crazy, dark, villainous smile. "Lets put a smile on that face," He said with glee as he threw an ectoball charged with electricity, Hermione's way.

Wizards and witches alike closed their eyes waiting for Hermione to scream in pain but nothing came, no scream, no death. Due to the ectoball being charged with electricity the inside of the shield was soon engulfed in smoke. Dan grinned; finally the fun was going to start. He knew that by killing the girl the 'good guys' would attack him causing them to get tired so quickly he would easily kill them all. He is a truly an amazing genius if he does say so himself.

When the smoke cleared, a the great shock dawned upon the crowd, a small green dome shielding Hermione, to see the two Potters standing outside of the dome with wands pointed directly at Dan.

"I'm back," said Danny Phantom in a singsong voice, "And guess who's going to kick your butt?"

"That's an easy question, we are," answered the one and only Harry Potter. Dan looked down. How the hell are these two bitches live?

"Is he surrendering?" whispered Harry to Danny. The Halfa gave him a look that screamed, no, why the hell would you ever think that? A laugh, a deep cruel laugh pierced the air like a knife through butter.

"I should have known. You never die willingly, do you?" the older ghost said with so much venom in his voice, his eyes hardened.

"Do you really think I'll die without a fight?" Danny said as he rolled his eyes, " And here I thought you knew me so well." As the young halfa distracted the older ghost Harry took Hermione by the hand. Whispering a small spell both domes opened, but only for a brief second. And as quickly as was humanly possible, both witch and wizard jumped through the small opening.

" 'Mione I need you to get everyone to go inside Hogwarts and into the dungeon,"

"Harry you can't be serious, you'll need all the back up you can get to stop that… that monster!" Hermione whispered as she pointed, with a shivering finger, to the dome where Danny and Dan were.

"I have all the back up I need with Danny. I mean it, if you don't get everyone out of here someone could get seriously hurt," the eldest Potter insisted. Hermione was going to argue, to tell him that he was crazy, how both of them needed more back up then each other but one look in his eyes and she knew that no matter what she said he would never listen. She gave in and nodded running into the crowd.

Harry then turned back to the scene behind him catching some of his brother's and the Dan's conversation.

"-like you."

"More like me… brother"

"No…not true"

"Don't deny…"

Having enough of this bits and pieces of the conversation, Harry muttered a spell under his breath.

Not like him, not like him, not like him the newfound voice inside Harry's head said.

Danny? He thought.

Harry, thank god the spell worked, the youngest Potter thought back as Harry let go of the breath he didn't know he was holding.

What's the plan?

When the shield drops get ready with a stupefying spell.

But Hermione already tried it and it failed.

As this conversation was going on Danny had double the trouble. He couldn't concentrate on the fight, which luckily, began after Harry and Hermione escaped. Multiple times after Harry and Danny began their conversation Danny had been nearly hit by an ectoball.

"Dodging, that's all you got Danny?" Dan yelled as he interrupted the brother's mind conversation, " Well your time's up." Four duplicates appeared, grasping Danny in a vice like grip. Dan coming closer, with each passing second, came to admire his work smirking as he charged his fist with electricity and punched Danny, satisfied with the scream he received.

NOW! Danny thought so loud it would have gave Harry a headache that could have lasted for lifetime, but before he could comprehend the order a horrible noise was heard. Death Eaters, who all assumed that there enemy retreated out of fear, fall to the floor covering their ears with their hands trying to block the horrible sound. The sound was nothing like they have ever heard; it was almost like a thousand pained souls crying out.

Down in the dungeons the noise shook walls, causing some to think an earthquake hit the area. People would still think that if not for the horrible noise that they could barely make out.

"Bloody hell," Ron cursed in awe. Hermione finally understood what Harry meant and why he wanted everyone in their side out of the area.

Inside the shield Danny let out his ghostly wail throwing the duplicates off of him and causing them to disappear in a poof of smoke. Dan was pinned against the wall, losing some strength he couldn't keep up the shield any longer and soon the red dome disappeared. Even when the dome fell the noise went on and it felt like hours to Dan until it stopped.

Danny, feeling exhausted, fell to the ground turning back in Danny Potter/Fenton, now all he had to do was wait until Harry casted the spell. But minutes passed and nothing happened, noticing his brother was nowhere to be found and that their window of opportunity was slowly closing he screamed again. "Harry!"

Harry looked around him. Where was Dan and more importantly where was Danny?

"Harry!" The wizard being called turned in the direction of the voice and ran, ran as fast as his little legs could carry him.

"Harry, don't run towards me, remember Dan!" Danny yelled as he noticed that his brother was running towards him. Said brother didn't really want to do what Danny demanded of him. Harry really wanted to check on his little brother to see if he was all right, but also knew that if he did they would miss a small chance at beating Dan. So with a heavy heart he ignored Danny and looked for the evil older version of his brother.

Finding him wasn't really that hard but approaching him was. Dan was standing up and brushing dust off of him and taking a chance and a breath, Harry ran towards the ghost. Said ghost had two to three bald spots and some of parts of his clothes were ripped. Dan was startled for a second before he started yelling at Harry.

"You really think you bet me!" Once more, the boy who lived took a deep breath and summoned a spell.

"Stupefy!" the spell hit him and unlike Hermione's spell, it stopped Dan dead in his tracks, but only for a few minutes. Harry tried not to panic, the thought of trying different spells crossed his mind, but he shook that thought out of his head. He trusted Danny and Danny told him to use only the Stupefy spell. With every spell the as shot at him the slower he got. Dan, getting really impatient, with what was going on flew out of the way of the next spell that was hurled his way. Soon enough every spell Harry throw Dan's way was easily dodged.

"Stop playing around, your time is up," the older version of Danny said the malice in his voice when he got close enough to Harry to be able to get a hold of his neck.

"Hey Dan, put Harry down!" the very familiar voice of Danny yelled. Dan dropped Harry to the ground and walked towards Danny. As they stood in front of each other, the young halfa looked calm as if he had everything under control. This angered the older ghost to no end. He wasn't supposed to look like that; he was supposed to look scared! With anger in his eyes, Dan formed an ecto-ball in his hands. Seeing this form behind, Harry yelled one more spell causing Dan to lose focus.

"Acido Fenton Thermos," whispered Danny in such a quite no one seemed to notice. Dan's attention was back on Harry.

"I should have just killed you."

"So why didn't you?" asked the wizard with some small cocky attitude seeping in. But before he could respond a horrible white light blinded him.

"I'll be back!' the ghost cursed.

"Sure you will," Danny said as he closed the thermos as he muttered a small locking spell. The boy who lived got up and walked toward his brother. There was a moment where both were just staring at each other, but soon the silence was broken by a breathless laugh.

"It's finally over," Harry giggled out. Danny joined in and nodded.

"We should tell the others that it's ok to come out," the halfa said with a smile. Voldemort was dead, Dan was trapped once more, and the Death Eaters being the useless bunch they are scattered the moment Dan was sucked into the thermos. So arm-in-arm, they walked toward their school to deliver the news, the war was over. At that moment Harry looked up at the sky and couldn't help but feel like the weight of the world was off his shoulders, that everything was going to get better, and with his newfound brother he could face anything. Maybe this is his biggest adventure.

The End.

Thanks to everyone who was with me since the first chapter and the many more who joined me. As some of you noticed I did use some references to Percy Jackson and the Olympians and was wondering if I should go ahead and make a sequel. Please tell me your opinion, review, alert, and favorite!