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Year Three:

Chapter Eight:

The dance of Life and Death.

"Death can cause much sorrow, but sometimes, when the soul is in pain, they come back to haunt the living and give it to others"

Deverux Nosdemer Mulcvier, 1628-1684.

"Never let anyone annoy you, annoy them yourself, it is much more fun!"

ME! ME! ME!

"I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy it to the full and share it with the many."

Personal alteration, while I was high on Morphine when I broke my neck five years ago.

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Robyn glared at the Headmaster silently, even after her increased political herding and pushing, it seemed that Dumbledore was the only one who held a position of power in the world "now Miss Black, I assume that you are the one spreading news of my little acts against Harry Potter correct?"

Robyn glared again then smirked evilly and said, "what would you do if I could tell you that Harry Potter was not dead, but rather, in hiding, and all you killed was a golem?"

Dumbledore paled slightly then said with conviction "he will be placed in Azkaban where he will receive the Kiss."

Robyn smirked and shifted into her real body startling Dumbledore, and in an instant, Dumbledore shot up and had his wand trained on him, Harry gave a vicious smile and faded into the shadows using some of his Dementor powers, breaking open the first gate to his Dementor power, appearing on his side with a swirl of black shadows "you won't win you know" he whispered hauntingly.

Using a wandless Notice-Me-Not, Silencing and Invisibility Charm that was keyed so that only Dumbledore would notice, hear or even see him, Hermione would easily be able to sense him, but she would never tell anyone about the trick he was playing, Dumbledore spun around only to see a ghostly shadow of his outline before he vanished again, appearing behind him "you can never escape the price you will pay for what you have done to me you know."

Dumbledore spun around with a panicked look on his face, seeing only a dark outline of Harry's face, glowing emerald green eyes peering out from the shadows before they vanished, Harry appeared in a quickly made a black chair of near solid mist and sat down "Dumbledore, why did you kill me? Have I done so much wrong that you must murder one of your students in cold blood?"

Dumbledore spun again and shot off a light green spell which collided with the chair causing it to explode into black smoke and mist, Harry appeared right on Dumbledore's desk, black wings sprouted from his back and open in a menacing way, he giggled like a girl and said in a sing song voice "Dumbles, Dumbles, Dumbles bumbles, Dumbles bumbles with busy bees, busy bees gives the Dumble bumbles a hard time" his voice sounding incredibly child like and innocent that it made Harry flinch inwardly.

Dumbledore spun around and looked at him with a panicked face "who are you?" he yelled out madly.

Harry giggled again, sounding like he did when he was two "I am Harry, Harry Potter, you are the Dumble bumble, the Dumble bumble with busy bees floating around" he sang out before vanishing in a cloud of darkness, appearing on the floor beside him.

Dumbledore looked around madly "you killed me" he said in a dark and accusatory tone before vanishing again, smirking inwardly at his tactics.

"Why did you kill me?" he asked in his child like tone, innocence and childish ignorance audible.

Harry vanished again and said in an aged voice "I will never have kids with my wife, never have what I dreamed of having. A family" the voice coming out with heavy and dark tones before he vanished again.

Harry appeared right in front of Dumbledore and smiled slightly, speaking with his childish tones "why did you do nasty things to me? I never did anything to you; you took my things, why? I never took anything from you."

Dumbledore panicked "you took my glory, you took the fame I was supposed to have," he said in a pleading tone "you have to forgive me, I only did what I did for my well being, I am getting old, I need security!"

Harry vanished and appeared again behind Dumbledore, his normal voice coming out in dark tones "you killed me Dumbledore, you stole from me, you tried to take away my innocence, you tried to make me ignorant of my family, you tried to break me, tried to hurt me, tried to kill me" he finished with a sneer before vanishing.

Appearing right in front of Dumbledore, standing tall and proud, he looked Dumbledore in the eyes "I don't forgive you" he said in his normal voice.

Vanishing, he appeared next to him and replied in the old and wise voice with deep sorrow etching his voice, "I won't forgive you."

Vanishing again, appearing beside him again to form a complete triangle, he said in his childish tones, "I can't forgive you."

Vanishing again and taking the spot where he would be for his body age right in front of Dumbledore, he flicked his wrist slightly causing two images to appear, one of what he looked like when he was three when he was beaten so badly that both legs and arms were broken and his ribs were crushed, his fingers snapped at odd angles, and the other was old and face covered in blood, his pale white hair matting his face and a crimson sheen dropping blood down onto the floor, his own eyes empty and drawn like he would have looked if he had been killed with the Killing Curse "we cannot forgive you" they all chorused.

Dumbledore looked around frantically "please…" he pleaded irrationally.

Harry smiled slowly, pointed teeth showing, Dumbledore looked relieved before Harry snarled heavily, his face contorted in loathing and disgust "you killed us, you killed what could be your only chance, the only way to bring us back it to bring my body to my wife, bring my body to my soul mate and allow me to live, reconcile all your ill deeds towards me and my family and speak the truth of what you did to me" came the chorus of haunting voices.

Dumbledore broke down and fell to his knees "you have to forgive me, I am planning for the betterment of the Wizarding society."

Harry groaned audibly, coming out as more of a disembodied moan "you have no right to play with peoples lives as you have, I have tried time and again to make you see the picture for the now and the later, only in the now can we strive for betterment, I have tried to show you that my way is better and yours would only lead to the destruction of equality and fair life."

Dumbledore looked up "how could a child know better than me, a one hundred and eighty year old Warlock?"

Harry smiled congenially "because that child you murdered was … is more knowledgeable than he seems, he has more power than you know, he has much more loyalty to the people than you could ever dream, you may be older than him by far stretches, but my ability to do things is much more than any mortal could ever conceive in their lifetime."

Dumbledore looked down "what do I need to do?" he questioned pathetically.

Harry smiled and said in a dark and disembodied tone "give my body to my wife, she can call back my soul, she will know how to do it, I will not be the same ever again, I will be different, you must grant me pardon for the falsified crimes you have given me, you must confess your sins to myself and others dear to me, you must willingly give knowledge to my new body, knowledge of magic, the knowledge must be unrestricted, I must know all that you know, I will be waiting and watching your every move Dumbledore, my friend Robyn is my vessel for my soul, she is the only container that will hold me for she is Nosferatu, willing to give her life for my resurrection, her soul will finally find peace with her death and go to a peaceful afterlife, she will giver her blood to resurrect my body and change me, I will be reborn, you can never stop that."

Dumbledore looked up into the haunted eyes which flashed black then a deep crimson "you shall not attempt to fail this Dumbledore, should you do anything in portions, I will kill you and make sure it is a slow death, I am your tormentor in the afterlife should you do anything to fail me, you will suffer an eternity of torment under my watchful eyes."

Dumbledore nodded in a defeated manner "is that all?" he whispered.

Harry smirked "now that you mention it, I could use a license to use magic outside of school as well as my family and slave, I also want a license to Apparate and create Portkeys as with my family to allow them to do so."

Dumbledore nodded in a defeated way "will I ever receive forgiveness?" he asked solemnly.

Harry shook his head "you shall receive forgiveness when you have redeemed yourself in my own eyes, you shall receive forgiveness when my family and friends forgive you for the suffering, torment and murder that you caused to me, you will receive it in your own eyes when you see your own failings, and you will receive forgiveness from the people when you do things, not for personal gain, but for the act of doing good."

Dumbledore nodded, tears falling down from his face "I will do as you ask," he whimpered softly.

Harry smirked and shadows engulfed the entire room before he shifted back to Robyn and fell to the floor, the shadows dispersing as her wings retracting into her body, her eyes a solid black, Dumbledore looked at Robyn and said softly "how can you hold his soul in your body?"

Robyn remained motionless but, from her mouth, a raspy voice came out "she is my channel Dumbledore, she is Nosferatu, she is in my dominion as a Demon, I am her sire, her childe and her equal, she is a Demon of the Underworld, something to be used, but she is also destined to save me from death, even should you kill her, she shall be reborn into the body of another and another until I am reborn, I am not so easily removed from the mortal world Dumbledore."

Dumbledore backed up a few steps "what … where…"

"Where am I?" she questioned, amusement evident in her raspy voice, "I am in the world of Immortal Plains, I am in the world of Morpheus, I am in the world of the Dreamtime and the world of Eternal Torment, I am in Darkness and in Light, Limbo and in Time, you will release me now or I will be released later, but if you do not, your life is mine to do with as I wish" Robyn inwardly smirked, make it seem as if Harry Potter was really dead, make him come back to life by way of love, drag down Dumbledore to just that of a lowly Headmaster of a school and keep the Ministry in check with her word of wisdom, so easy to appeal to ones own misery.

Dumbledore nodded and quickly wrote letters, explaining everything he could without giving too much away before collapsing into the chair "Dumbledore, you have failed your first task, you have not tried to seek your penance or forgiveness in the first ten minutes, I am appalled, but what can I expect from a tainted soul like yours? You are pathetic."

Dumbledore flinched and Robyn suddenly tensed then fell limp, her muscles lax, her eyes closed and shadows shrouding her body for a brief second before falling away. Robyn opened her pitch black eyes and looked around "he came to you, didn't he?"

Dumbledore looked at her in shock "how can he talk to me and what are you?"

Robyn sighed, inwardly laughing her head off, such gullibility! This was priceless! Thinking for a few seconds, she answered "I am a channel, destined to help a tormented soul, I am a guardian of the gates to the Netherworld, the Nexus, Avalon, the Otherside or the Afterlife, whichever you wish to call it, I am destined to live for eternity to help the one who was destined to die an early death be reborn into life, Harry Potter was always destined to die, always destined to fail, but he was also destined to be reborn, he cannot die without his link to the mortal world being severed, that link is nowhere to be found, it is within himself yet it is somewhere else, that is all I know, he won't let me speak of anything else."

Dumbledore nodded pensively then questioned slowly "is he possessing you?"

Robyn choked back a laugh "I would not say possessing, but I wouldn't not say it either, what he is doing is a rarely done thing for those destined to achieve a far greater purpose than any other person, I am just a channel, my sole purpose in life id to resurrect Harry Potter until he achieves his greatness, I cannot tell you anything more than that."

"So does that mean he is immortal?" Dumbledore asked softly.

Robyn snorted "he will die and fail, be reborn and die again, he will rise again and fall, a never ending cycle until he achieves his purpose, then he is just like any other person, alive to a point, his body will be different than normal people, stronger, lithe but much more than anything else, he will be like myself, not Nosferatu, but he will be like me, different than any human."

Dumbledore sighed in defeat "he is going to continue to rise if he dies not achieve his goal, isn't he?"

Robyn nodded, somewhat amused by the situation she had manipulated, all because of the stupid Wizarding superstition that resurrection was possible "he will not be able to die until he reaches his destiny."

Dumbledore frowned and whispered, "What is his destiny?"

Robyn smirked in an evil way "his destiny is to achieve greatness, his destiny is far greater than your own, I cannot tell you what it is, because it is closed off to the both of us, even you" she said as Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak.

Dumbledore nodded and closed his eyes, closing his fingers together "and my knowledge of magic, why does he need that? I know many dark and powerful magics that could corrupt him."

Robyn smiled widely, knowing that Dumbledore was trying to figure out the situation "he says that this is part of the price you pay for your arrogance, insolence, pride, ignorance and faith in something that may never come to pass, he says it is a price needed to pay to bring you both on even playing grounds, he has also asked than you leave knowledge of duelling rules, stances, movements and tactics, he is curious as to how you managed to live your life so also asks to leave, in your own time, a diary filled with all your memories so he can look at them, he wants to know why you became so tainted by your power and wants to help you become the leader you could be, but doubts that you would accept his help."

Dumbledore frowned with his eyes closed, thinking of what Harry Potter could gain from these actions 'if Harry Potter is resurrected, I may find the peace that I lost so long ago, but at what price? He could become the next Dark Lord and with my knowledge and memories, he could be just as hard to kill as Tom was, this is a difficult decision for me to make.'

Robyn smiled softly "Harry wishes to tell you that he is already corrupt, the darkness within his soul is because Voldemort attacked him with a Dark spell and survived, he will always have a corrupt being and soul, but it won't overtake him, he has his own anchor to the Light and an anchor to the Dark."

Dumbledore nodded, perplexed at the implications of what was said "but can Harry Potter become a Dark Lord?"

Robyn smiled slightly 'ahh, the question on everyone's mind, can Harry Potter become a Dark Lord? I would say no, because I am too far gone into darkness to become anything but a Black Lord, but I also have gone far too much into the light to be anything but a White Mage, that is most consuming, would I cause pain willingly to someone? If they deserved it, yes, but could I kill without remorse? I know I can, but what about killing and causing pain to the undeserving and innocent? That is a question I have often asked myself.'

Dumbledore opened his eyes and closed them again, seeing the pensive look on her face "well, can he become a Dark Lord?" he asked again.

Robyn shrugged "his destiny is his own, but he has gone too far into the darkness to become a Dark Lord, but is so steeped in the light that he could not be the Light Lord, I would say he could be a Grey Lord if he desired, a perfectly symbiotic being steeped in both Light and Dark energies."

Dumbledore frowned "so he is an unknown threat to either side?" he asked.

"He is preordained to call his own destiny, he was called to arms before he was born, he became a warrior, soldier and martyr before he made his tenth birthday, he became a hero before he could speak full words, he became a saviour before he could read, write or speak correctly, he became heartless and cold the day he lost everything, he became caring when he found his soul mate, he became warm when he found a family and he became ruthless because of your machinations" she said in a confident tone, thinking back on her life.

Dumbledore sighed deeply, pain aching through his soul and mind, clutching at his heart "why do you help him if he is so difficult to read?" he asked in a soft, almost condescending tone.

Robyn looked up sharply, angered that he could judge so quickly "I do not care, he is the one I must guide, guard, protect and give my life for, he is the one who can rise above turmoil and become what he is destined to be, a soldier, conqueror, saviour, warrior and champion" she answered in a cold and harsh tone, not giving away that she was the Prophecy child or that she was the only one to kill Voldemort.

Dumbledore nodded gravely then thought to himself 'maybe I can manipulate this to Neville's advantage and beat Tom then take all the glory.'

Robyn raised an eyebrow, thanks to being part Dementor and part Veela, she was naturally an empathic being and had very acute senses when it came to these feelings, she just happened to get distracted sometimes which was her own failing "Dumbledore, I warn you, some things are not as you will perceive them and some things are different, a thought can be good but taken in the wrong direction will lead to catastrophic effects, similar to the thoughts you are having right now" she threw out wildly, feeling the deep satisfaction from Dumbledore was disturbing and slightly unnerving.

Dumbledore looked up sharply, shock on his face as he solidified his Occlumency barriers "what do you mean?" he questioned slowly, fear rising out in his body and eyes that only Robyn could see.

Robyn slowly smiled, knowing this was just as much a test of wits and intelligence as it was a battle of wills and dominance, taking a small gaze around the room, she smirked silently as her gaze fell upon Dumbledore who was now shaken by the knowing look in her eyes even if they were solid black "I think you know Dumbledore, I can read minds and sense emotions, Harry can only block people from entering his, but it is very easy for me to get past barriers, your mind is most … disturbing, I expect that your memories will be placed in a diary, I, yes, just me, Harry Potter has gone back to his place and left me for a time, I want you to place every memory you have from the beginning to the end, no gaps or anything, Harry Potter needs to understand, and every single piece of knowledge from your mind needs to be given, if you can get other Professors to give their knowledge to you, all the better, this will prove to me that you can be trusted with simple instructions, and know this, when you die, and you will die soon, I am the keeper of the gate that will lead you to either eternal torment or a nirvana, it is my choice" she bluffed.

Dumbledore paled slightly, a worried look in his eyes "you wouldn't dare…" he said with a harsh whisper.

Robyn smirked "The Powers That Be give me the power to rule over those that cause my charge pain, suffering or any wrong doing, you fall under many categories, I just happen to have you on file and have the choice of wherever you ultimately end up, I deign whether you live in eternal torment or go on to a more peaceful afterlife."

Dumbledore's eyes took on a wild look and Robyn waved her hand silently, bringing u Dumbledore's worst fears with a mixture of Dementor magic and a Nightmare Curse which would make anything he saw in his mind seem all too real "stop…" Dumbledore whispered harshly, clutching his head and on his knees, pain twisting his features.

Robyn held it for a minute more and cancelled the magic lines, smirking at the shaken form of Dumbledore "that will be one of the many tortures that you will face in my world should I decide to give you eternal torment, I can drive you to the limits and beyond of your pain threshold and you will still be alive, I have many things that would cause you pain and pleasure on an infinitesimal level, never going insane but wishing you could just to never feel it again, I deign where you end up Dumbledore, choose your decisions wisely from now on, this is my last time to talk to you, and you cannot tell anyone, I have far too many … interests in keeping this secret, and you will not fuck with my plans."

Dumbledore shook with fear at the power she held and nodded fearfully "I will do everything, just please … I don't want to go to Hell."

Robyn inwardly roared with laughter, Dumbledore and the rest of the Wizarding World were too bloody superstitious and too bloody easy to manipulate, stupid and too arrogant in their ways "I will be watching Dumbledore, once this body dies, I will be reborn into another body, you will find that I am far from any control that you could flex, imprison me and I will slip through the cracks, try to kill me and I will be reborn again and again until my charge is brought back, you are not needed to do anything and neither is the body, but it is a chance for you to be redeemed in my eyes and the eyes of my charge, this is the only chance you get."

Dumbledore nodded fearfully and Robyn sunk into the shadows, her dark gleaming eyes the last things to vanish as they narrowed and her airy, ghostly and dark voice whispering out "I will be watching, always watching."

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Three weeks later found Robyn, Hermione, Ginny, Tonks and Francine sitting in a small dark room with Dark magic crackling in the air, a crimson pentagram drawn into the stone floor and energies not meant to be used by humans wafting through the room. Robyn smiled down at Hermione as the golem was brought in by Dumbledore who looked at Robyn fearfully, placed the golem on the floor before running out of the room as fast as he could, flicking her wrist, the door slammed shut and she brought out her new custom wand, it was basic at best and still easily used, another wand strapped to her side and one on her wrist, she flicked her custom wand and smirked as a wave of dark energy fluctuated through the area in steady pulses, the ley lines slamming into the middle of the circle as the body was broken into pieces "it is done" she whispered softly "Dumbledore will know of my supposed resurrection and I will be free at last."

Hermione, Ginny, Francine and Tonks watched as she shifted back to Harry Potter and smiled warmly before cracking the bones in his body "god, I really need to get used to both bodies and shifting gender, pain in the ass transformations."

Hermione smiled softly, a tiny blush colouring her face, Harry raised a knowing eyebrow and gave a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, instead, it was more of a dark smile as shadows bleached his face into the room of darkness, raising his new wand, he flicked it harshly and the broken body of the golem became a mangled mess of blood, bones and gore, intestines spilling across the floor and other assorted organs splattered across the walls and ceiling, flicking his wand at the girls, they were splattered with blood and pieces of flesh from the golem which covered them completely, flicking his wand again, he made the limbs, which were still intact, explode in showers of muscle, blood and bone which added a nice secondary coat to the wall, floor and ceiling, waving the wand again, he snarled out three words "Ebicoro nobu chivasibu."

The spell splattered the remains everywhere, dark energy surging like a roaring flame that overwhelmed everyone within the castle, waving his wand again, he snarled out "Ecrimo bu" and a roaring white flame crashed through the pentagram, roaring in a pillar of silver fire that gave off waves of pure white energy.

Snarling again, the pentagram glowed before vanishing with what little remained of the golem, breathing heavily from channelling so much dark energy through his body then quickly using such light orientated magic had caused a magical collapse within his body, the gates of his magic collapsing, melting and becoming one, binding his core as a single gate giving off a piercing silver light that erupted from his mouth and eyes as he screamed and arched his back, head facing the ceiling and energy swirling around him "HARRY!" Hermione yelled loudly in an attempt to get closer as crackling white lightning arced over his forearms and fingertips.

Francine tried sending as many spells as she could at him, trying to get him to drop unconscious but the magic just seemed to be absorbed "Harry, what's happening?" she whispered to herself.

Tonks frowned to herself 'is this really happening? Is Harry really experiencing the Avatar effect? Can Harry really have that much natural magic coursing through his body that it needs to be bound even further? I never thought that it was possible for this to happen, only four people have ever done this and they were the Founders and they nearly died' thinking quickly, she cast a Magical Core Diagnosis Charm and watched as a large illusion appeared, the gates were collapsing and merging quickly together, new gates were forming and melting together, beams of light erupted from the layer of the gate which was formed by several other gates which suppressed a blinding orb of grey energy that was swirling and crackling violently, trying to get out, several other orbs which had their own gates slammed into the gate which held the larger orb and the colours melted into the orb, swirling and crackling with power, black, gold, yellow, green, silver, colours shimmering and slashing violently within the orb as arcs of magic flowered over the surface like the flares of a roaring sun about to explode with a violent bang, gates formed and layers were built as the levels were upgraded and slammed together as the spinning of the gates around the core became faster, in one instant, everything went black as the gates were sucked in before the core exploded in a shower of light and a one thick cage appeared from the light layered with several thick gates layered into the cage, the colours in the cage swirling violently.

Ginny blinked in surprise "his core has … it's … changed" she whispered with shock.

Hermione moved forwards cautiously and waited for a few seconds, fear coursing through her body "Harry, are you okay?" she asked in a soft tone.

Harry closed his eyes and collapsed, the illusion falling and his body on the floor, Hermione walked forwards and touched him softly, he flinched back with a hiss and she jumped in shock "Harry, what's wrong?"

Harry looked up and opened his eyes which gave an unnatural glow of power as green eyes swirled with knowledge and magical power "I don't know" his voice thundered and he winced horribly.

Hermione and the rest of the girls winced as well and Harry flicked his wand which pulsed with power before a beam hit the wall and a solid golden shield erected itself around the room, gazing at it intently, Harry frowned "I don't know if it is just me or what not, but can anyone else feel the power that I just channelled?"

Nods of heads from the girls.

"And it isn't just my imagination is it?" he questioned.

Shake of heads.

"And you feel the different layers of magic coursing through the wards right?" he asked again.

More nods.

"And I assume that you know I didn't speak a word right?"

Even more nods.

"And I know I placed a sound dampening field up, can any of you speak?"

This was met with vacant mouthing of words.

"I guess not, damnit, I have to make an inverted ward around my head for now until I manage to tone it down with the magic in my body."

Dubious looks directed at him.

"I need to form more gates on the singular gate that is around my core, I have magical poisoning all through my body, I assume you noticed the thundering voice right?"

Nods again.

"Well, magical poisoning happens in one of five ways, one, you simply die from magical overloads, two, your magical core manipulates the gates into a more instable cage around your magic which will enhance your senses, body, mind and area around you, three, you become some sort of negative energy and the life inside you is slowly sucked into the magical core leaving your body dead, four, the core is permanently changed and the gates with it as well as the body and mind of the change, lastly, a simple thing, you become a Muggle when the change is done and you are without any magic whatsoever, less than any other normal Muggle, something completely void of magic."

Astonished looks greeted this news.

"Then we have the alternate sixth choice, because I have more than a human magical core, the other cores will meld into the human core making it entirely possible for me to access more power through the abilities while channelling it into my body making a resonating aura field of absolute power."

Questioning looks greeted him and many confused glances passed through their eyes.

Harry sighed and ran his hand through his hair distractedly "those that have performed any number of rituals or have excess amounts of magic can create a field of power in their aura, Voldemort, because he is aligned completely with the Darkness, has an Absolute Terror Aura of more commonly known as a Dark Aura, Dumbledore, because of his alignment with the Light, commands one of loyalty, hope, bravery and honesty called the Aura of Complete Loyalty, commonly known as the Light Aura, I, being neither aligned with Dark or Light, Black nor White, command a mixture, simply placed, I can command legions of men with my Light Aura and scare my enemies into submission with my Dark Aura, this places me at a distinct advantage and gives me much more leverage over people."

Hermione raised her eyebrow in questioning as did Francine, but she looked like she was confused, Hermione knew the full details of why he had such auras and such magical happenings that caused to happen, it was because of the Blood Potions they had both taken, Hermione, despite being powerful, could not contend with his power, Harry could barely contain his own power himself and now that the cages and barriers around his magic were destroyed, he would have to completely rebuild several barriers that would help maintain his power and stop it from going supernova and taking out all of Great Britain and a greater portion of Europe with the sudden explosion which would cause a complete destruction of all life around the area for thousands of years 'look what happened to the Sahara Desert' she thought to herself idly 'it was once supposed to be a nirvana and safe haven to people all around but when one powerful Wizard decided to do a Ritual in his house, he turned the entire place into a wasteland and barren desert, proves how stupid Wizards really are when you think about it.'

Harry thought for a moment then frowned "imagine this then, casting a Fireball Curse which is distinctly a Dark Art, I have the affinity to walk the lines between Darkness and Light, my power would be level with the power I would cast into the magic I am using, it would dissipate if I was in alignment with the Light, being less powerful because you need a certain amount of darkness coursing through your body to use it effectively, just as Dumbledore can't use the Cruciatus and Imperius Curses effectively, Voldemort…" Francine and Ginny shivered slightly making Harry give pause "Voldemort cannot use spells like the Patronus and Exorcism Charms, he can use Dark Healing Charms, but normal Healing Spells would be difficult for him to use, the knowledge would be useful, and he could cast it, but his magic would not allow it to work completely, he would have slight difficulty and have to pour more power into the spells, Dumbledore would not be able to use the Dark Arts as well as he might like because his magic would cause it to be under powered and weaker than Voldemort's Curses, does that explain much?"

Nods from the girls.

Harry nodded with a smile and flexed his arms slowly and stood up from his position on the floor, looking at his wand from his Robyn Black personality, he shrugged and sheathed it on his wrist, let it not be said he didn't use something without cause or waste something that could be used later on, waving his fingers slightly, the dome fell and Harry breathed for a moment before he opened his mouth and his voice thundered out "YOU CAN LET US ALL OUT NOW YOU OLD GOAT!"

There were snickers as Dumbledore came tumbling into the room with a scared look on his face as he viewed two dark black pools for eyes, two sharp and pointed canines that were elongated amongst the rows of sharp teeth that ran through Harry's mouth and the pale complexion that was his skin and the pale silver hair that shone in the darkness, Dumbledore blanched as he saw the blood and nearly threw up when he saw the chunks of things on the floor were human organs and pieces of flesh, gazing at the pentagram, he turned pale in fright, it was a Necromancers Circle of Rebirth and Life "what … what have you done?" he whispered in a horrified tone.

Harry, who was astounded that he knew what it was, smiled with mirth and whispered which sounded like a normal and level voice "I was reborn, now, about your payment to me, I want it. Now."

Dumbledore blanched horribly and pulled out a black and silver leather diary containing all his memories to date then pulled out a dark silver phial containing silver liquid "here," he whispered softly in a horrified tone "that's everything I needed to give you."

Harry took them and placed the diary into his pockets then looked at the memories in the phial before cupping his left hand and pouring the contents onto it, the silver strings quickly covering his entire arm and soaring up his body and making a completely silver limb as it crawled up his neck and the side of his face as it started to cover his face, Harry grimaced in pain but it was like a tickle compared to the torture he got in his time under the Dark Lords torture for a few months, now that was pain, they quickly covered around his eyes then seeped in causing a stifled moan to come from Harry's mouth that reverberated around the room and knowledge of spells coursed through his mind, Dark Arts, names of Demons to summon, Light Arts, Charms, Transfiguration spells, Runes, Arithmancy, different ways to use Magic Circles, Ritual knowledge, knowledge on Dark artefacts that were residing within the castle and many other things that were swirling around, piling on top of his already impressive repertoire of spells and inventory of knowledge, the rush of one hundred and eighty years of knowledge of magic came swirling into his mind and he was slightly overwhelmed, most of the spells were outdated but just as effective and even more useful than other things that were non focussed or something else, it was amazing and simply … it was without words to explain, it had to be experienced to be explained, and even then, it could not be placed into words, with one final gasp, the knowledge stopped and he had quickly sorted it all out, scanning everything for any discrepancies or faults that could have caused self destruction "magnificent, simply … it is astonishing how much knowledge there is in that mind of yours headmaster" he whispered softly.

Dumbledore looked at him with wide eyes, hoping that he would not abuse the knowledge he had given to the boy all the while hoping to whatever deity there was that he would not end up angering him "is everything else in order Mr Potter?" he asked softly.

Harry nodded and whispered "you may go, do what I told you to do and you shall receive my judgement, go now."

Dumbledore ran out quickly, the acrid coppery smell with the chunks of flesh, bone and the assorted organs splattered across the room with blood coating the room, a green tinged face the last they saw of him for a while.

Smirking as he looked around, Harry cracked his neck and grinned with an insane glint in his eyes "finally! I can shed this stupid farce of a shell and be who I truly am, how long I have waited for this" he said with glee colouring his face as he drew his wand and levelled it at Hermione, drawing another and aiming it at Tonks, both with scared looks in their eyes at the insane look on his face.

Harry smirked evilly and waved the wands with a few spoken words…

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Authors Note: Just a few things here, I need more reviews if I am to post more, the more reviews I get, the better quality you get and faster it is pumped out!

Anyway, last chapter and this chapter were mainly send-offs to Third Year, the result of Sirius will be next chapter and the power that he has inside of him just went through maturity because it is his magical age of twenty seven which is early, this will also be explained in due time, but I had to do this for a few reasons, firstly, it makes Dumbledore scared shitless and allows Harry more movement because Dumbledore is going to lose his voice to the people and their trust, though this gives even more trouble as Dumbledore will now try to get Harry on his side.

After the next chapter, the explanations of Neville's, Dumbledore, and Ron's life will be up and running, I don't know how the hell I am going to pull all that off, but I am assuming I can do a few acts of unbidden crimes against humanity, not like I haven't already, I wonder what would happen if I was brought before the UN under crimes of the Geneva Convention, that IS something to ponder, oh well.

Mostly, this is just a whole chapter dedicated to pounding some facts into Dumbledore's head, you can NEVER beat a Potter into submission, they just keep coming back for more and more, besides that, Dumbledore is just going to end up with his wand up his arse and his words shoved down his gullet when all is said and done.

Enough with the tacky Authors note for now, I am sure some people are just waiting for the next chapter.

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Seth O. Blade.

(A given anarchist, masochist, sadist and well-rounded angry bastard, but you didn't hear that from me.)