Lord of Destruction
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The battle of Good vs. Evil! Go Harry!
He looked at his little brother., a defiant look in the other one's face. "Seems like we can duel now, little brother. My second will take care of whoever you have made your second in no time…" with that he brandished his staff with a look that forecasted nothing good.
"Adere!' a dark spell rushed out from the tip of the staff, impacting in front of Edward who looked at his brother with anger in his eyes. "I will never allow you to darken the family name ever again!" a staff of gold appeared in Eddie's hands and with a whispered spell a small blast of holy light was sent at Harry who simply batted it away with the new powers he had gained from both being human and other Dark creature with the power of the Lord of Destruction poured within his very soul.
"Those little light tricks won't work on me anymore… I've transcended beyond human, little brother… nothing that is that weak can even touch me anymore.." a bark of laughter came out of his mouth as he looked at Eddie's face which seemed to be portraying anger at him. "Seems like the little angel is a bit angry… Lucifer fell when his pride grew too big to handle, Edward… maybe you shall fall too and become one of the fallen, the heavenly power still backing you up…" a blast of light soared past him, having been dodged just in time as Harry was attempting to goad his brother into attacking him. "See what I mean? No power to back it all up. There's nothing that can stop the advancing wave of Darkness which will eventually cover this world, nothing at all!"
He began to charge up for a wave of darkness to be unleashed upon his little brother. It was time that he learned of the power of the burning pits of Hell. The black energy that coursed through his veins began to let him assimilate the burning fire that was burning within Hell itself, taking a small portion of it and making it begin to appear all around him in some sort of macabre spectacle. 'Can you see this fire, brother dearest? This is the power of Hell itself, to destroy and to kill is the only use for it all, making me the best of the best, second only to the Lord of Destruction. The fact that I seem to have a natural aptitude for the summoning and binding of Demons only beings to heighten my power as I feel it coursing through my veins until this very day, until you tried to cleanse me of it and make my soul a pure one, without corruption at all…"
A manic look was created by the wind suddenly picking up, the flames turning green like the were infused with Floo powder and Harry's hair slightly whipping within the wind which had been summoned by his power drawing the weather close to him, the sheer force of the Holy and Unholy power creating some sort of twister like funnel of magic.
Harry watched as the sky began to swirl above him, the winds beginning to pick up and make sure that there would be some dramatic effects.
The green flames began to grow and grow until there was a ball of green fire around his hand and he grinned and then extended his hand and bellowed; "Inferno Blast!" the infernal heat began to pulse around him and a massive gout of flame shot out of his hand, arching towards Eddie who looked at it with a grim look in his eyes.
By merely a wave of the staff, a bright shield appeared to shield Eddie from the blast. Harry hadn't really intended to hurt Eddie so he had kept the blast low powered, only fueled with some of the smallest flames of hell and it was more like a test to see how far his little brother had progressed. "Seems like you can cast a weak shield, Edward…"
Another ball of green fire began to collect around his hand and he grinned and the weather began to turn into a storm above them, some sort of swirl beginning to form in the clouds, something looking like a huge maelstrom of clouds, sucking up everything except the combatants, spells still being in place to make sure that everybody stayed on the ground, courtesy of the second from Harry and Dumbledore.
"Inferno Blast!" a huge ball of fire was thrown at Eddie who dodged it barely, a bit of his light wings being singed and the pain could be felt by him as he couldn't blokc out those feelings.
Eddie began to gather some holy power within his hands, like Harry had done before with the hellfire, making a bright white light emanate from them and then spread to heal the wounded area. Harry stared at his little brother who seemed to be occupied with healing himself: "Seems that you are nothing but a rather cheap healer and a weak one at that. I could have regenerated my flesh if you parted it with a sword easily. You can't defeat me for Evil and Good are the same, just the other side of a coin."
A few blasts of light and darkness were sent at the opposing party and Harry was slowly beginning to feel the true power of his little brother, being amused that this upstart would even try to defeat him, Infusco Necrotis, Harry James Potter and the Lord of Destruction.
"You haven't even tasted my power yet, little brother! Can't you sense that I'm the one with the most power here? Its darkness which shall conquer and destroy all that is Light. The power within our bodies shall make us gods amongst men and all you do is fight against me, your brother. Why don't you join me and then we shall let the entire world bow to us, brothers…" Harry extended a hand towards his brother, his body somehow making it look inviting to everybody watching the scene.
Eddie started at the hand which was being extended with pure revulsion on his face and he said: "I'll never join with you, Harry! You are evil and its my duty to vanquish such evils like you!" a bright light began to emanate from the Brother of Light while the Brother of Darkness looked on, an impassive look on his face: " then you have missed your chance, brother. Die…"
A bright emerald light began to glow around the tip of Harry's staff, making the people present all look at the young man with horror. Was he going to use Avada Kedavra on his own brother?
He looked at his brother, hissing the spell: " Avada Kedavra!" the parseltongue rolled off his lips, the spell whizzing towards the boy who looked at it, mesmerized. The spell came closer and closer, touching the boy's forehead and then seeping into the skin.
A magical backlash ensued, the conflicting forces of Light and Darkness waging a war within Eddie and finally the dark curse being expelled with such force that both Harry as well as his brother were knocked unconscious by the blast wave.
The tower shook as the cataclysmic powers were released into the air, making sure that the entire surrounding was also shaking.
Dumbledore was the first to regain his footing and he looked at the unconscious duelers, taking note that Harry was lying close to him. The Seconds stepped forwards and the unknown person looked at the Weasley boy who stood in front of him. " Today is the day that you'll lose to me. I've been trained by the order!" the Weasley brat was talking in a way which irritated the man and he said; " Shut it, impudent child. "
The hissing voice made everybody pale as Lord Voldemort lowered his cowl, exposing his face to the public. " I am only doing this because the child has asked me to be his second. If I didn't owe him a favor for disposing of something that was too filthy to touch,. I would never have done it." With that he leveled his staff at the boy and hissed an incantation and Ron cried out, a gout out blood spurting out of a wound on his abdomen. A bloody streak was once again sent at the child by the Dark Lord and Ron's skin began to be pulled back by invisible hands, making the boy scream even louder.
A cruel smile was on the Dark Lord's face as he looked at his bleeding opponent. " Then I shall leave you all, glad to have been of service, mister Potter…" then he left, a portkey activating, taking him back to his hidden lair: " You have got to do something Albus! Make Harry back into someone he should be! He should be happy and cheerful like any other person his age." James was immediately busy voicing his protests about it, making sure that the Headmaster would help him out. "Of course James. I would be more then happy to make sure that Harry will be a nice boy once again… after all this memory partly erased, he wouldn't be able to stand on trial as Infusco Necrotis, now would he? It would be quite the scandal to hear that our son and the brother to the Boy-Who-Lived is one of the most powerful dark wizards within the world."
The old man drew his wand, making sure that the magical point was well focused upon the motionless body lying in front of him.
Harry stirred, slowly getting out of the unconsciousness forced upon him by his little brother: " Wha?" he looked at the point of the wand and then he heard an old voice say a spell and eh watched as a light came speeding at him. Hitting him in the head at a place where a scar once had been. He felt the world go dark as he felt himself loosing his memory one piece at a time.
" Hi mom, Hi dad!" a cheerful Harry Potter, dressed in red Gryffindor clothes was looking at his parents with a smile on his face, truly happy to be amongst his parents once again as he had been taken captive by the Lords of the Dark Nations and had been forced to endure countless rituals upon his body until Dumbledore saved him from it all.
" Hello Harry!" " Hello son!" His parents were nice to him and he didn't think of anything to complain about him, although they were somewhat protective of him, like he truly was a member of the family.
He felt odd the moment he looked at his mother, every time he did that he would feel something nagging on the back of his head, like something had been hidden there, something which was VERY important to him. He decided to forgo breakfast, mumbling something about wanting to study and that he'd get a house elf to make him dinner.
"James? Do you think he's regaining his memory?" she looked worriedly at her husband, whose face was also looking worried. "We can't let him remember about the thing Dumbledore did to him. If he remembers about his time as Infusco Necrotis, he'd side with Voldemort in this war, and probably deliver the world to him on a silver platter. You do remember that the old snake said something about a favor having been owed to Harry?" she nodded and gave a really worried look to her husband;. "He looks at me in a way which makes me shiver… Do you really think it was okay for Albus to erase some parts of his memory and replace them with memories of love for the two of us? He might do more then just giving us love…"
James just looked at his wife and said; "I'm not worried about that… if he started hugging you, it'd only mean that his love for us has increased, and not becoming something which is too sappy to describe, him being dependant on us…"
There were some things that James just didn't understand, his wife being one of them. She gave him a rather scorching look, the look which could burn men alive when it fell on them., making them feel ashamed for living: "You really are an ignorant obsessed pig, like Harry had once said! I don't even k now why I married you James!" she stood up from the table, leaving in a huff as James apparently hadn't caught onto the clue she had given him and he just sat there, looking at the place where she had been only moments ago.
"Why do women have to be so confusing?" he only said and then grabbed his head withy his hands, thinking abotua way to get back into the good graces with his wife.
He lounged within his chair in his room, thinking about the lovely ways that he could try to fly a broom and become a seeker for the Gryffindor house team until there was a sharp crack and somebody appeared within the room.
"Hello Harry-dear… Did you miss me?" she spoke, her wings slightly wrapping around her rather generous bust, giving him a nice view of her body too.
Next chapter will feature Harry's return to the Dark Side of Life… the mysterious woman will be revealed… and I hope that I get good grades on my tests…
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