Chapter 1- A second Chance
26 April 1997- Hogwarts, Scotland
" Avada Kedavra!!!" Roared Voldemort amidst all the fighting that was going on.
His curse dissipated into thin air.
He stood shell shocked. ' How is that possible??' he thought.
His eyes widened when his enemy shot a purple beam of light that came towards him at a blistering pace. He brought up a mage shield but his red eyes widened when the spell broke through his shield and smashed into his wand arm.
His wand fell from his hand as his hand started to rot disgustingly.
He screamed in pain. He clutched his rotten hand and kneeled onto the ground.
He looked around in anger and also a bit of desperation. The area around him was surrounded by fallen bodies of his servants. His heart sank when he saw the body of Antonin Dolohov and Alexander Selwyn. His last two men.
He closed his eyes. The day was here. He forever hoped that this day would never arrive, but it had. He would die today. For sure. His worst fears were coming true.
He turned to see the band of his existence. The man responsible for his condition, stalking towards him.
He observed his enemy of seventeen years. He had come far from a frail skinny boy to a very powerful young man. His eyes shone with intelligence, power and fury. He looked very worse for wear. His brilliant green orbs were burning holes in him. For the first time in many years, Tom Marvolo Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort, felt fear. Great fear.
He watched as the boy stood in front of him twirling his wand in between his fingers. He looked worse for wear. His body contained numerous wounds and blood oozed from him in various places.
The lightning bolt like scar that marked him as his enemy was now all gone.
The young man in front of him grinned.
" So. It's time to end this once and for all." He smirked.
" You have been a pain in my arse for a long time, Tom." Harry said as he slowly sat down in front of his fallen enemy.
" You seem to be dying as well??" Asked Tom as he observed the various wounds of different types on the boys body.
Harry Potter. The boy who lived. The Triwizard Champion. The Gryffindor golden boy. Heir to the Potter and Black and Peverell houses, grimaced as he was reminded of his condition.
" Ahh. Not a problem. As long as you are dying today, I don't care. I have no desire to live anymore. I have lost everything that I once yearned for and those things are never coming back." Harry spoke quietly.
It was true. Harry had been fighting death eaters and Voldemort. More like slaughtering them in the battle that took place near Hogwarts.
It had been the graduation of Harry and his classmates from Hogwarts when Voldemort and his group of shits decided to say hello.
Harry, who had decided to end this today and forever, stood and fought. Many others stood next to him and fought with courage and many lost their lives as well.
But Harry didn't stop. He had nothing to lose. He decided that this could not go on. He turned to some of the most dangerous spells he knew and then came the slaughtering.
He absolutely destroyed the enemy camp single handedly. With two wands and using both his hands, spell after spell left his wand and caused an extremely high amount of destruction.
He didn't go unscathed though. He had received various curses and his body was damaged.
He sat down staring at the man who had taken away everything from him. The man who destroyed his life.
" I sincerely hope that you burn in hell. You deserve nothing less." Harry hissed.
He grabbed Tom's neck and snapped his neck in the other direction.
An audible snap was heard and, finally, Tom Marvolo Riddle, a.k.a lord Voldemort was dead.
Harry looked around. He had sent everyone who fought with him back to the castle. He leaned back to the stone near which he sat.
Harry could feel the magic and life in his body, fading away gradually. He had decided that he won't take any treatment. As he told Tom, there was nothing left for him to live.
His life flashed in front of his eyes, as he felt his life ebbing away slowly.
His early life. The abuse from the Dursleys. The beatings he received from his uncle and cousin.
The arrival of his Hogwarts letter. The trip to Diagon Alley. His heritage and his family name. His wand selection.
Then came the events of his school years. His friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. The philosopher's stone. The Basilisk. His godfather. The patronus charm. The Dementors. The Triwizard Tournament. Fleur Delacour.
Oh, how he missed Fleur Delacour. They had struck an odd friendship during the tournament and that slowly turned into something more. Those beautiful moments the two had spent getting to know each other. Their first kiss. The Yule ball.
His heart broke when he heard that she and her family were killed in a death eater attack.
That was when Harry lost any and all innocence. He had become cold hearted and dangerous and calculating. His heart had frozen over completely.
His wounded heart was further destroyed when his godfather died at the Battle of The Department of Mysteries, after Voldemort came back at the end of the Tri wizard tournament.
He had lost all respect that he had on Albus Dumbledore. The man had withheld information that was a matter of life and death for him. He had maintained his distance from the man.
He had trained from a young age to be able to fight, but after the DOM events, he learnt how to kill. His family grimoires helped him extremely.
Using a time turner that he had managed to nic from the DOM, he trained and trained and trained. His eyes that shone with kindness and compassion now had become cold and calculating. He was still the same Harry but without any binding or restrictions.
Then came Dumbledore again and this time with a new twist. Horcruxes.
Although Dumbledore had asked him to work together, Harry kept his distance. He was the lord of the Potter house and they were extremely powerful. He had resources and information and informants that would tell about a person taking a bath if he so wanted. Adding the Black family resources just increased that power he had.
He had found out the horcruxes that belonged to Tom and had destroyed them.
But then came a huge blow to him. He learnt of the horcrux present in his forehead. Harry had cursed Dumbledore within an inch of his life for holding back such an information. He didn't know what to do. It took ages for him to come across a ritual in the Black library that could free him from that.
After Dumbledore's death, the Wizarding world had been reduced to a battlefield.
But one place didn't fall into Tom's control.
Hogwarts.
Harry had made sure that Hogwarts didn't fall.
That was the day that the world saw Harry's true abilities and power.
Harry had destroyed the death eaters that had attacked Hogwarts. It was a gruesome battle, but with Remus and Tonks and McGonagall on his side, he fought and won the war.
He single-handedly killed fifty death eaters within minutes and seventy more werewolves.
The entirety of Hogwarts was in awe of that fight. Everybody was seeing him in a new light.
That day, Tom lost a lot of important followers. Yaxley, Avery, Nott, Carrows, Rudolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix Lestrange, Walter Pucey and Lucius Malfoy.
He had no one left. His family was destroyed. His friends abandoned him.
Ron and Hermione had been vocal in pissing him off about his behavior that changed after Fleur's death.
He made his view clear about their opinions. The two left him and stayed away from him as soon as he became a bigger target.
Harry had questioned them regarding that issue. They had simply told him that he was a danger to them and they would be dragged into a needless fight with him and they would be in a lot of danger by associating with him.
That broke the strings and Harry was never the same again. He never went back to how he was. The last remaining compassion and understanding that remained in his heart was destroyed brutally that day.
He became a loner for the last two years in Hogwarts. Nobody saw much of him. Nobody heard much of him.
He isolated himself and put himself into hard and vigorous training. He trained day and night and again and again.
And now, his obligation was fulfilled. He had extracted his revenge. He had stopped the bastard from ruining many more families. He had avenged his parents and his godfather.
Harry took a deep breath as he felt the last wisp of his life leaving his body.
" Yada yada hi dharmasya glanirbhavati bharata Abhythanamadharmasya tadatmanam srijamyaham Paritranaya sadhunang vinashay cha dushkritam Dharma Sangsthapanarthay sambhabami yuge yuge" He chanted quietly and breathed his last.
Harry James Potter. The man who won, the boy who lived, breathed his last and moved on the next great adventure.
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Harry opened his eyes and he noticed a heavily cloaked figure watching him with bright white eyes.
Harry instantly knew who that was.
" Death." He muttered. The cloaked figure nodded.
" I am dead then." Harry said and the figure nodded.
" But you don't look too happy." Harry frowned. The figure nodded again and Harry felt a sense of dread in his chest.
" You are planning something for me, aren't you??" He asked the figure and felt a faint smirk from the cloaked being.
" It is I, who decides whether you die or live, Harry. Not you. It's time. But this time, you will like it." He said.
" mṛtyuḥ sarva-haraś cāham
udbhavaś ca bhaviṣyatām." Death said softly. Harry fainted as the cloaked figure finished his words.
"I am all-devouring death, and I am the generating principle of all that is yet to be." He explained his own verse that he recited.
He turned as he sensed the arrival of another cloaked figure.
" You are here." Death greeted.
The other figure nodded.
" You know what to do." Another nod and Harry disappeared from the realm.
" Why??" Asked the second figure.
" Because, his life isn't over and he deserves better even counting all your games, Fate." Death said and disappeared.
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20 July 1995, London, England
" The ritual has been completed. We must wait and watch. For now at least." Albus Dumbledore said as he sat in the center of the table with many people surrounding him.
The Order of the Phoenix. It was a vigilante group that had battled the Dark Lord Voldemort during the first wizarding war. It comprises Dumbledore as its leader and other powerful families that supported him in battling the death eaters.
The McKinnons, The Potters, The Blacks, The Longbottoms, The Weasleys, The Bones, The Greengrasses, The Prewitts and many other powerful families had joined hands to help Dumbledore.
Not all the Patriarch and Matriarch had involved themselves. Some had remained neutral but the young generation had joined hands to fight.
Now, in the Black family home, No 12 Grimmauld Place, the Order of the Phoenix, had sat waiting for hearing the results of the ritual.
" Are you sure that we are doing the right thing Albus??" Bellatrix Black, Senior auror asked Dumbledore as she frowned. A very beautiful woman and probably the best duelist of her generation.
Dumbledore let out a deep sigh. " I really don't know, Ms Black. I hope we are doing the right thing." He answered sadly.
" Let's not lose hope Albus. We will fight against him. With all our might." James Potter said along with many others nodding in agreement.
Next to James, a red haired beautiful woman took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. This woman was Lily Potter.
" James is right, Albus. We will support you." She said with a gentle smile.
" Will the ritual work??" Asked a pink haired young woman Nymphadora Tonks who was an auror as well, working as her aunt Bellatrix's partner.
" Yes. Yes it will. Though, I am worried about the other person's reaction to such an action." He sighed.
The room went silent when a bang was heard. They were about to go and check about the sound when the door suddenly opened and in stepped a young man with glowing green eyes.
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Harry opened his eyes and groaned as he felt pain in his body. He hissed as he sat up and looked around. He identified Grimmauld Place very quickly.
He then remembered his meeting with death.
" mṛtyuḥ sarva-haraś cāham
udbhavaś ca bhaviṣyatām" , Harry chanted.
"I am all-devouring death, and I am the generating principle of all that is yet to be." Harry explained those words slowly.
He frowned. " What the hell am I doing here and how the hell did I end up here??" He asked himself and walked down when he heard talking from down the hallway.
Harry summoned his wands but his wands didn't appear. " Shit!!" He cursed.
He didn't need a wand to do magic. But the feel of a wand in his hand was something that he was very much used to. Having no wand means that something is missing.
He slowly stalked towards the door. He heard many voices from inside and some seemed particularly familiar.
He kicked down the door and sprung into action. With a wave of his hand he had disarmed five of the people inside the room.
Two more fired stunners at him which he swatted back to the casters themselves. His eyes glowed brilliantly as he started to fight.
A woman that looked extremely familiar sent a few dangerous curses in his direction that he blocked. He dodged two cutting curses before he sent a discreet body bind towards her and caught her head on.
Harry looked around and saw the face of many people he knew extremely well. His eyes widened when he saw James and Lily Potter. Then there was Sirius and Remus. His eyebrows disappeared when he saw Dumbledore. ' What the hell is happening here??' he thought.
He saw Dumbledore about to do something. A knife appeared in Harry's hand out of nowhere. He moved so quickly that the others thought he had apparated.
His hand containing the knife stopped inches before Dumbledore's neck.
" Who the fucking hell are you??" He growled.
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Lily Potter was about to follow her husband to see what that sound was about and suddenly the door opened and someone came inside. The speed of the person surprised her. He had five of them disarmed within a blink of an eye.
His movements and posture screamed predatory. When she saw him take down Bellatrix with two spells, she knew that this was a dangerous person. Bella was a very feared duelist and one even the dark lord respected. For her to be outmatched easily was a huge shock.
She was about to fire when she saw the person turn towards her and James and she could see that he recognised the two. She watched as the person's eyes continued to grow big. But what caught her attention was the familiar green. Those green eyes that she had seen a lot in her own eyes. The green that she had seen in her son's eyes all those years ago. The son she had lost to that monster, Voldemort.
Her three other kids had James's chocolate brown eyes. But she could recognise that pair of eyes anywhere.
The very same pair of eyes that she had seen in the mirror of Erised four years back.
She watched as the person held a knife under Dumbledore's throat.
"Who the fucking hell are you??" He growled.
" My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am the headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry." Dumbledore said softly.
" Bull shit.!!! I have a dangerous headache and my patience is waning thin with each passing moment. Tell me the truth." Harry roared.
" But I am telling the truth, young man." He said and Harry's temper rose.
He pulled the man down by his beard and looked into his eyes.
" If you want to play it this way, I will play dirty as well."
The two locked eyes.
" Legilimens." Harry said and Dumbledore couldn't stop the mind intrusion that tore apart his mental shields like it was wet paper.
The order began firing stunners at the man but was of no use. The spells would disappear three feet away from the two.
Dumbledore had never known a mind attack that could be so powerful and painful. He couldn't help but watch as his mind was watched from end to end.
It was after twenty whole minutes that the presence was lifted and Dumbledore fell back into his seat.
" Merlin, that was a powerful mind attack. It was not like anything I have witnessed till date. " He said as he rubbed his temples.
The young man's eyes were going through a myriad of emotions. Confusion, anger, understanding, happiness, relief, hope.
" So it's true. You have summoned me here." He asked the man who nodded. Harry sighed and sat down on a seat nearby.
" What year is it??" He asked the old man.
" 20 th of July 1995." Was the answer.
" The Triwizard Tournament??" Harry asked.
" Took place last year and concluded two months back. That's where he rose again." Dumbledore said.
" Little Hangleton??" Harry asked.
" Little Hangleton." Dumbledore nodded grimly.
Harry bowed his head as he took a deep breath.
" Swa-dharmam-api Cha-aavaekshya Na Vikampithum-arhasi
Dharmiyaath-hi Yudhaath- shraeya-o-anyath- kshatriyasya Na Vidhyathae" Harry said as he stood up.
The other members looked quite confused by his weird language. Even Dumbledore seemed a bit confused.
" What did you say??" Asked Dumbledore.
Harry shook his head.
"You should not falter when face to face with your responsibility because to the warrior there is nothing more great than a battle for the right cause."
He took a deep breath.
Dumbledore hummed thoughtfully and suddenly smiled.
" That's an excellent thought. Simple, brilliant and truthful. How did you come up with it??" He asked.
Harry smiled.
" I didn't. It comes from an ancient text from India called the 'Bhagavad Gita'. A truly wonderful book." Harry said.
Dumbledore nodded." I must get one." He said. Harry snorted. " Sure you will." He said.
Dumbledore chuckled as the tension in the room dissipated.
" Tell us about yourself. Who are you??" Asked Dumbledore.
The question was answered by someone else. Someone, whose voices made Harry's breath hitch.
" Harry." James and Lily spoke as one.
Harry turned behind and looked straight at his parents. They looked exactly like he had seen six years back. In the mirror of Erised.
He walked straight towards them. He stood in front of them. He didn't know when it happened, but tears had started leaking from his eyes.
He grabbed the two of them in a tight hug. His parents replicated his actions and hugged him for all they were worth.
Lily and James couldn't hold back the tears of happiness.
He extracted himself from their arms. He smiled as he observed the two of them.
" I never thought that I would see you ever in my life." He said.
" You two just look like I saw you two in that damn mirror." He said and his parents frowned.
" I knew my mother was pretty but she is out of this world. And you dad. Just as handsome as I thought." He said and chuckled as his parents blushed under his words.
" Look at you. All grown up. And so handsome too." Lily gushed. Harry smiled.
" Well. Like parents. Like children." He smirked and his mother gathered him in a tight hug again.
Harry smiled but broke down into sobs. Lily was alarmed but Harry assured otherwise.
" It's nothing. It was my desire. My wish. I wanted just two minutes with you two. Just to say that I love you very much. But it was a dream. It was impossible." Harry said as he stepped next to his mother and put an arm around her shoulders.
" I lost everything. I gave up any will to live after the final battle. I died too. I hoped against hope that I will see the two of you very soon. But sometimes, even if things don't go accordingly, we reap certain benefits that are very good for us." He said as he smiled at his mother.
Lily looked horrified. " Died!!??" She asked, alarmed.
Harry sighed. " I will show you guys everything. I just want everyone to be present so that I could explain once." He said.
The others nodded.
Harry observed the room. His eyes fell on Sirius and Remus that were watching him expectantly. Harry smiled.
" Padfoot and Moony. You have no idea how much I missed the two." He said as he gave a hug to the two.
" I know that I am not the same Harry. But I really hope that I get to know the two of you more. " He said as he sat down.
Harry's eyes fell on Bellatrix.
" I guess she is still sane here considering the fact that she is sitting in between you guys." He said and received a raised eyebrow from the others and an angry look from Bellatrix.
" What the hell are you speaking about, you brat??" She raged.
Harry raised an eyebrow.
" I will explain it shortly." He said and winked at her. He smirked when she saw her huff. He didn't know why but he saw a hint of red on her cheeks as well.
Harry's eyes fell on the newspaper that was present on the table and his eyes lost all the easiness it had. His eyes turned cold all of a sudden.
" Who is the minister here??" He asked coldly and many flinched at his tone.
" Fudge." Answered James.
" So the buffoon." He said and James snorted with Sirius laughing with him.
" Buffoon is an understatement." Sirius said. " He is such a fool that he doesn't identify a plot right under his nose.
Harry nodded." He won't be a problem. I will make sure that he stays that way." He said. " Otherwise, he will be out of his office even before he can sneeze from the dust on his bowler hat." Harry growled.
" You seem confident." Bellatrix said.
Harry nodded. " If it was anyone else, you might have called his statement a bluff. But when I am involved, it's a whole different game. Trust me. They will find out." He said. He grimaced and fell onto his knees suddenly. He cried out in pain.
" Harry!!" Lily screamed as she got out of her chair. Bellatrix was out of her chair and held the falling young man just as he was about to hit the ground.
She felt something damp as her arms encircled him. She frowned in confusion but gasped as she saw the blood that had dampened his shirt.
She laid him down gently. She took off his shirt and gasped as she saw the numerous wounds that had tampered his body.
His body had lots of wounds that were oozing blood and highly.
Bellatrix started murmuring certain spells and the blood flow stopped with it.
" Put me in a room. Gather who all are needed. I'll rest for some time. And please call Madam Pomfrey. She can help." He said and Sirius and James took him from the two women and carried him out.
TBC--
Hey guys. Guess what?? I have started a third fic. I felt like writing one where Harry is summoned to another universe. And rightfully, I have started.
I thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. I will continue with the other fics as well. And I am planning on writing whichever I want, at the time I please. Please continue supporting me.
This will be an alternate universe fanfiction. The pairings will be multiple. And a Daphne, Bellatrix and Fleur pairing. Most of the things will be the same with a hint of difference with certain characters, which you have already identified with Bellatrix.
I moved certain things fast and Harry accepted his parents fast. I think that it is understandable. He always wanted at least a minute with his parents. His heart's desire. So I speeded that up as well.
Let's see how the fic goes. Enjoy and stay tuned.--