This is a translation of a fanfic novel "HP a Zlatá zlatá strela" from Slovak author Jana Varga. All of her work can be found on www. (janavarga) .eu

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Summary

Sirius survives DoM battle. Harry almost dies and sees his parents in limbo. He goes on trying to finish school, fight Voldemort and have bits of teenage life. He also tries to accept his newly-found uncle. Lets see how the story unfolds! This is chapter one of book one, there is a total of 3 books, over 150 chapters and around 1kk words. The story is finished and is being translated. Enjoy and dont forget to review.

Oh, and - This fanfiction is owned by Jana Varga, while all Harry Potter characters, plotlines and trademarks are ofcourse owned and milked solely by JKR.

Chapter 1 – Negotiations

Harry confusedly ran along the long rows of shelves with endless amounts of glass orbs. He looked through the small corridors, but he didn't see Sirius anywhere. He returned to his friends who looked at him confused. ‚Where is it? It has to be here, I saw it !'

„Harry, did you know about this ?" Ron asked as he looked at one of the shelves.

„What?"

„There's yours and the Dark Lord's name!"

„What?" he approached Ron with a questioning look. He raised his head and looked at the shelf. There was a sign near one of the orbs and it read:

S.P.T. to A.P.W.B.D.

The Dark Lord and (?) Harry Potter

„What is that?" Harry asked Hermione.

„I don't know, but I don't think you should touch it," Hermione said worryingly. Harry looked at the others, trying to find some sort of an explanation to this. Nobody knew any better.

„I don't see a reason not to touch it as there is my name on it" he reached to grab the orb.

„Harry, don't!" shouted Neville. He looked scared.

Harry shook his head and grabbed the orb without another thought. It was very small, barely bigger than a ping-pong ball. He expected it to be cold, but it felt unusually warm in his hand. As soon as he touched it, the orb emitted a bright light that faded immediately. Harry just watched it dumbfoundedly.

„Great, Potter. Now turn around and hand it to me" said a voice from behind, startling them.

People in dark cloaks and silver masks appeared from the darkness around them. They blocked all escapes. Twelve Death Eaters slowly moved to the group of teens and pointed their wands at them.

„Give me the prophecy" a very familiar voice repeated.

„Malfoy" Harry spat, „where's Sirius? I know he's here somewhere!"

„Correct, Potter," said the bored voice of Lucius Malfoy, and the man removed his mask .„It is indeed me and I will answer your question. You are quite stupid and naive if you really think Black is here."

„He has to be here, I've seen him!" Harry shouted. He started to feel panicked, he knew they have fallen in a trap. By his fault.

„Little one woke up and thought his dweams awe the twuth" said a woman standing next to Malfoy with a mock baby voice. She removed her mask as well. She seemed very familiar to Harry. He saw her somewhere, but he couldn't remember where. Neville gave him the answer.

„Bellatrix Lestrange" Neville spat with disgust. The woman ignored him.

„Come on, Potter. Give us the prophecy" she said. Harry remembered – she was the one who tortured Neville's parents.

„And what if I don't?" he started to think about their options. They were six teen wizards and witches, not even out of school. Against them stood twelve experienced Death Eaters who surely wouldn't mind using Unforgivables. He also knew that while they were six, Neville and Luna weren't the finest fighters. He brought them here, most likely to face death.

„But you will, Potter. If not the easy way, the hard way for sure" Malfoy answered. Harry tried not to think about the hard way at all.

„What it even is? Why do you want it ?" he tried to buy them some time.

„It is a prophecy. It gives answers to lots of questions, Potter. Wouldn't you wanna know why The Dark Lord failed to kill you? Wouldn't you wanna know why your parents had to die? The Dark Lord cares to know that, you know."

„Oh, so he wants it, but I don't. What if I break it? Your boss wouldn't like it" he taunted and tossed the ball in the air.

„No! Don't you dare!" Malfoy yelled, horrified.

„Lucius, don't panic" Bellatrix purred. „If he doesn't give it to us willingly, we will make him. Let's take the smallest one and see how Potter feels when we torture her."

„Just try it and I will break this" Harry shouted. The kids moved closely together to keep Ginny inside of their little circle. Hermione stood to Harry's right and pointed her wand at the Death Eaters in front of her. Next to her was Ron, followed by Neville and Luna. They all pointed their wands at the dark figures. Their shoulders touched, determined to defend Ginny, who stood in the center. She didn't seem to like it, she tried to push them and get to the front. She gave up after a few unsuccessful tries.

„Just try something and I swear I will destroy it" Harry repeated, his eyes full of hate as he looked at Lestrange. His wand was aimed at the orb as if he held it hostage. Suddenly he felt a foreign mind in his own.

„Potter, Potter. Trying to be a hero again ?" Malfoy mocked.

„He will do it, I can see it in his mind. The Dark Lord was right about how easy it is to get inside your mind. That's why you're here - because you are incompetent, because He wanted you to be here" Lestrange continued as she stared at him.

„Draco was right, you really love the Weasleys," Malfoy said with a bored voice „but I see you aren't very good at choosing your friends. One dirty mudblood, one hopeless case just as his insane parents, crazy daughter of an even crazier lunatic and two ginger wretches who need to share their toothbrush."

There was an annoyed buzz in the circle of teens. Hermione disdainfully glanced at Malfoy, Neville looked like he was going to attack immediately, Ron muttered something along the lines of „Screw you" and Ginny scoffed out loud. Luna looked unmoved at one of the Death Eaters.

„And you think you lot are something better?" Harry asked. His blood boiled inside him but he knew he had to keep his cool. He expected an attack and it came.

„Accio, prophecy!" cast Bellatrix. Harry was ready.

„Protego!" he blocked her attempt and quickly aimed his wand back at the orb. He felt a movement behind his back and saw a wand pointing below his arm in the corner of his eye. Ginny has decided to join the fight. If she couldn't be in the front, her wand could.

„Easy, Bella. He won't destroy it, he wouldn't dare. He is as curious as the Dark Lord."

„You really think so? Watch me... Reducto!" White light emerged from his wand and rippled through the air to a shelf at his left side. Some five of the orbs fell from the shelf and broke on the ground into hundreds of tiny glass shards. Misty heads emerged from them. They started to talk, but it was nonrecognizable from the bunch of voices at once. The prophecy in Harry's hand remained untouched.

„Oops, I need to aim better next time," Harry said with a smirk.

„You little...!" yelled Bellatrix and hurled a spell at him.

„Protego!" two voices in unison cast and the spell was deflected toward another shelf. Dozens of orbs shattered.

„Enough!" Malfoy screamed. „Potter, just give me the prophecy and we'll allow you to leave."

„Do you really think I'm so stupid? That I will give it to you and you let us go just like that? No, I like it more as it is. I think you want it more than I do. If you attack, I will break it. If I give it to you, you will kill us."

„Do you even have a plan ? You think you can defend yourselves? Six teens against twelve of us?"

„You're right, we couldn't defend ourselves. But the prophecy would end up broken and you wouldn't want that. And we would end up dead, something we don't want. There is one more option, however, if you're interested. I'll give you the prophecy after my friends get away from here."

An outraged murmur sounded behind him. He knew his friends wouldn't wanna leave him, but he didn't see any other option. He let himself be stupidly fooled and brought his friends in this hopeless situation. If only he listened to Hermione! He felt an alien mind in his head again, more intense this time. The invasion was so powerful and painful that he shut his eyes and reflexively bowed his head. That was what Bellatrix waited for:

„Accio, prophecy!"

„Protego!" Ginny shouted from the back and barely managed to deflect the devious attack. Harry still didn't recover from the attack on his mind and squinted his eyes.

„Ow, little one twied to defend Potter, so sweet" Bellatrix taunted.

„That's called friendship. Something you won't ever understand" came an angry retort from Ginny.

„You little s..."

„Enough!" Malfoy once again interrupted Bellatrix and pushed down her arm as she was ready to send her next spell „so you really want to give us the prophecy if we leave your friends alone?"

„Yes, he'll do it, I saw it in his head" angry Bellatrix responded instead of Harry.

„And how do you propose to do it?" Lucius turned to Harry.

„Simple. We all go to the Atrium and after my friends floo to safety, you can take it. Oh, and you can take me as well, as a bonus." Harry barked an unconvincing laugh.

Malfoy and Lestrange silently argued, the rest of the Death Eaters just stood around and watched them. Just as he thought, his friends were determined to stay with him.

„Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione whispered.

„Isn't it clear? I brought you here for nothing and I will get you out of here alive" he whispered back.

„We wanna fight" Neville mumbled. Ron agreed.

„Neville, this isn't the Room of requirement and we aren't on a DA's meeting."

„We won't leave you here" Ginny argued.

„Yes, you will."

„Harry..."

„Be quiet."

The two of Voldemort's right hands just agreed. They motioned on them to move towards the exit. Six dark figures went in front of them, the rest followed after the teens. Harry started to retreat, Ron and Ginny soon joined him. Hermione, Neville and Luna eyed the Death Eaters in front of them. Harry's wand was still aimed at the prophecy in his hand, warning that any sketchiness from his enemies would cost them dearly. They moved on slowly. Ron took Harry by his T-shirt to help him move back easily. Malfoy silently smirked and Lestrange cackled madly. Finally, they got to the exit and entered the room full of ticking clock. They moved through and ended up in the circular room.

„Show me" Malfoy commanded. A door leading to the elevators appeared immediately. Harry glanced at Hermione with his eyebrows lifted. ‚See how easy it is?' he meant to say. ‚And we struggled so much.' They reached the elevators and noticed there was a small problem.

„All of us won't fit inside" Malfoy growled, looking in the elevator cabin.

„That's your problem, we will stay together. Shouldn't have brought so much muscle" Harry mocked.

„Just shut up and squeeze in there."

They obliged. In the end, only five Death Eaters fitted inside, of course, Malfoy and Lestrange were among them. They were pressed on each other and all faced their captors. Only Harry stood with his back towards them, covering the orb with his body. He was sick of Bellatrix breathing down his neck. In front of him stood angry Ginny and looked at him accusingly. She wasn't the only one, all of his friends eyed him with disbelief and irritation, showing what they thought of this plan. He couldn't blame them. He knew one word from him would make them fight. But would they survive?