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Harrison's POV

The blond man said in a hoarse whisper, "Duty and Devotion. I never thought I would live to see such an ancient legend come true."

Voldemort turned to face the man who Harrison finally recognized. It was Bartemius Crouch Jr. Crouch was the Deputy Headmaster while Voldemort ran the school.

Harrison had only seen Crouch once before right after he came to Hogwarts. The man didnt walk the halls of Hogwarts often. When he did it was because something was wrong.

If their paths did cross Harrison knew it would not end well for him. To the people of the school he was a squib barely above a muggle. If Crouch was in a bad mood when they crossed paths he would be crucioed.

Crouch looked over the crowd of people. All eyes were on what was happening. They were curious to see what idiot would ever deny the Dark Lord.

He said in a lower tone, "My lord, this is not something that should be discussed out in the open. Maybe as it is nearing midnight we should go ahead and adjourn for the fireworks?"

Harrison's hand touched one of his titans. Freelancer would be a good titan to use in the situation. Close quarters combat was one of its specialties. Another good titan would be Solwing. Small and agile it would be difficult to hit in such an area.

Voldemort said in a cold look to the crowd, "Disperse and prepare for the fireworks. This does not concern the rest of you. Mr. Potter, you will come with me to the Astronomy Tower. I keep my promises."

"My lord," Severus finally pushed his way through the crowd.

Voldemort held up a hand to stop the man as he interrupted, "You and I will speak later, Severus. Come."

Warily Harrison followed the Dark Lord. They made the long trip up to the Astronomy Tower. Opening the door Harrison with hit with freezing cold air. It revitalized him.

It wasnt the first time he had come up here. Though it would be the first time he watched fireworks from this vintage point.

They were only up there a moment when the first lit up the sky. A powerful red dragon roared in the sky. It was soon followed by other creatures of different colors.

Some even moved as Harrison watched in fascination. All the fireworks he had seen were muggle. This was the first time he had seen wizarding fireworks.

His breath caught when another exploded in the sky. This time it was a giant basilisk. Harrison's eyes could not be moved from the explosions. As it always was his heart was ensnared by the lights.

Perhaps an hour later the fireworks came to an end much to Harrison's disappointment. Turning he found Voldemort directly behind him.

The Dark Lord dismissed him, "We will not speak again tonight. Be in my office at 10 am. Do not make me come after you, Mr. Potter. You will not enjoy the consequences."

With that the Dark Lord was gone leaving Harrison alone. He was in trouble now. Voldemort would not let him go easily. Not without answers first.

Answers were not something he had at the moment. Murasame had not told him anything. The only one who has any semblance of knowledge of what was happening was Crouch. Going to him would be suicide. Running was an option but risky in itself. The seeker world was in turmoil.

The Huntik Foundation took a heavy blow when its chairman Alec Metz fell ill. It was no ordinary illness but they could not find a cure.

Metz was his mentor and friend. Finding out that he was dying was a significant blow to Harrison. He and Dante were searching for a cure but in two different ways.

Dante believed it was some kind of illness like the doctors. He travelled the world in between mission searching for a cure. The elder seeker went so far as to look on the black market.

Harrison on the other hand was sure it was a seeker born curse. It sucked the life out of his mentor. Alec's will to live and fight were fading. With them his ability to use seeker powers. The power of one's will was what allowed them to use their powers. Without it they were little better than muggles.

Watching his mentor's life fade away was killing him. Harrison threw himself into his work with Severus and the Foundation.

Without Alec the Huntik Foundation was barely keeping afloat. Jason Guggenheim took as much on himself as he could but that didn't stop the attacks.

Organization and Foundation's clashes were becoming more and more violent. Both groups were constantly fighting with each other. That was normal. What wasnt was when seekers didn't come back.

If he tried to disappear into that world things would get dangerous. Would it be worse for him to stay or go?

As he left the Astronomy Tower he wasn't surprised to find Severus waiting for him. His guardian gripped his upper arm and began to take him back to the dungeons.

Once there Severus snarled, "What the hell were you thinking? You had me give you potion's to finish so you wouldn't have to go. How in Merlin's name did you end up at the party?"

Harrison muttered, "Draco said there would be fireworks."

His guardian sighed, "You always did have a weakness for fireworks. What were those beads that you and the Dark Lord had? And what was that aura? Don't tell me its nothing either. You disappeared for months and when you come back and that aura was with you."

Harrison answered truthfully as he could without revealing the demon, "I don't know about the beads. Severus I can't tell you about the aura."

"The Dark Lord isn't going to accept that answer, Harrison," snapped his guardian, "He is going to want to know everything. If Crouch knows it will not stay a secret for long. Let me help you."

Harrison considered it for a moment. Severus had never given him a reason not to trust the man. If it wasn't for his guardian he would have died years ago. In the end that made his decision for him.

Holding up his arm and said, "His name is Murasame and without him I would never have made it back. Right now I need several blood replenishing potions. He... requires blood but not as sacrifices."

Realization hit his guardian, "That's why your requests for food has been rare meat. Murasame..."

He could see the wheels turning in Severus's head. Then he said, "Get some rest..."

Harrison didn't hear what else his guardian would have said. His vision whited out pain lacing through him. A vision was coming on.