CHAPTER 9

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The morning rays of light hit the Gryffindor dormitories, lighting them up. Harry shifted his face so that the light wouldn't shine on his eyes. He was so sleepy.

 Ron jumped out of nowhere.

'Wake up Harry!' he said shaking him.

'Wha? What's wrong Ron' he mumbled refusing to get up.

'Come on, everybody's already up!' he said not knowing that Harry had been out the entire night.

Harry sighed as he got up and put on his glasses. He knew that now that he had gotten up, it wasn't a very good idea to go back to sleep. Rubbing his eyes he dragged himself into the showers and soon got ready. Only then he remembered about Louis's sword, he rushed back to check on him.

'Where's Louis?' said Harry to Seamus who was just going down to the common room.

'Louis? He was the first one up, got ready and left' Seamus replied. Harry nodded his thanks and moved towards the common room, thinking he could catch up with Louis.

But as he got there, he saw the portrait door open and Louis walk in, a contented smile on his face. Good he thought he must have recovered the sword, not being able to see it under Louis's robes.

Most of Gryffindor house was present, getting ready to move on to breakfast. Louis caught Harry's eye and nodded. Just as he was crossing the room, a first year who was running slammed into him. The shock of blow threw Louis onto the ground, while his sword went flying and clattered on the floor. All the jewels and crystals glowed from the handle. A hush went through the common room as everyone turned to look at the object that had made the noise. Louis got up with as much dignity he could muster, considering his white face. He went and picked up the sword.

The entire common room converged upon him, demanding to touch and feel it. His mind was in a twirl, it seems as hundreds of voices were speaking to him from every angle.

Harry tried to save Louis, but to no avail .Then a universal demand went out from the audience to unsheathe the sword.

'Will you let me go if I?' asked Louis.

'Yes!' rang out the chorus. Harry was probably the only one who saw the look of resignation on Louis's face as he said this.

Louis gestured them to move back. Then with the flourish of a master swordsman and showman, he unsheathed the sword.

A gasp went through the common room as he brought it into an arc. The sword seemed as if was alive, a faint glow came from it accompanied by a soft sweet song that seemed to vibrate from the blade.

'Satisfied?' said Louis. The common room dumfounded nodded.

Louis sighed, this is the moment he was dreading. He took the sword and cut his left arm slightly with it. As the blood seeped from the wound, exclamations rang around him. A few of the younger girls, fainted. He bathed the blade of the sword in the blood, and then sheathed it. A simple healing spell later, he left a stunned common room to walk up to his dorm.

A location in England

Voldemort stood on the rook of the castle, over looking a huge lake. His faithful snake was no where to be seen, there was however a serpent scepter in his hand. He inserted his wand into the scepter and held it up. His lips formed words of an incantation but nothing came out.

Bellow in the castle, the death eaters were trembling. They knew the dangers of what their master intended to do. A single mistake and the entire castle would explode.

Storm clouds began to accumulate above the castle. The wind changed from a silent breeze to a monstrous gale. The robes around Voldemort began to fly backwards, but he stood his ground.

'Aa Deus de caligo, le casus angelus de humus, dare moi potestas de tempestas!'

A lighting bolt entered the scepter and through it Voldemort. A cry of pure pain and pleasure rocked the castle.

Gryffindor Male Dormitories

Harry, Seamus, Dean, Ron, Neville charged up behind Louis and entered the dorm.

'Why the hell did you do that for?' demanded Dean.

A look around made Louis realize that this question was on everybody's mind.

'This Sword is a very special one. It is bound to me. When it is unsheathed it must taste blood, otherwise it will weaken and then wither. Since, there was no foe to battle, I had to satisfy it's bloodlust with my own' he said giving Harry a small smile.

'That was still crazy Louis' said Ron 'Is your hand okay?'

'Yes, a simple healing charm did the trick' he answered.

Ron beamed; at last Louis was becoming as informal as them. This was a good thing right? He asked himself. Ron felt much closer to Louis after their conversation, he no longer considered him with suspicion.

'We better go down for breakfast' Seamus broke the silence.

The others nodded and moved down to the entrance hall.

Dumbledore's Office:

A few members of the Order of the Phoenix had collected here. The organization had been setup to fight Voldemort twenty years previously. It had been disbanded after his fall and re-created after his rise.

'Headmaster, are you sure it is wise not to tell him?' asked a concerned Lupin,

'Remus, Harry will only be able to use those powers once he turns eighteen, before that they are worthless' said Dumbledore gravely. 'When the time comes he will know'

'What about this new Louis character?' asked Snape 'He's good at potions, but.'

'I assure you Severus, that Louis is most trustworthy. In fact I am glad he is in the company of Harry. They will do each other great good' said Dumbledore, not elaborating on the subject.

'At least Harry can be trained?' asked Arabella Figg

'They all must be trained' said Dumbledore 'Harry, Ronald, Hermione, Virginia and Louis'

'Headmaster, may I ask why Louis?' said Lupin.

'Louis has some special capabilities which I am not in liberty to tell at this point of time. Rest assured he will prove crucial to the fight against the Dark' said Dumbledore. 'He must be firmly anchored to the light, if Voldemort takes him, we will have many problems'.

'What should I tell them' said Lupin taking in what Dumbledore had said.

'Leave that to me…' Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he said this.

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