A/N: The whole Angelina Harry scene was all Nappa. And I thank him for that. I am really bad at that kind of stuff. So you should be happy it was him not me. Don't worry Hermione and Harry get back together.

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Harry Potter and the Masters of the Elements

Chapter 8

The Black Mage

"Ok Potter, lets just get down to it. Try blocking any spell I fire at you." Moody said.

"OK." Harry replied

"Stupefy……… Expelliarmus…………..Inperstera…………etc………..etc…….."

Harry was able to block the first one like it was in a Duel but not the others. He fell to the ground in grogginess and pain.

"Just as I suspected. You only know how to block one spell, just like in a Duel. To really block a spell, do the same as you would for a duel. But concentrate on sending some power out at it. To stop a spell in mid-air well, I will teach you that later. Now get up."

He continued to fire curses. Once he got the hang of it he fired stronger curses. Several painful hours later he had it fully mastered.

"Good job Potter. Now spells"

Harry spent an hour learning spells before Moody had to leave.

"You did good Potter, but I have to go. I will be back next week." And with that he started to leave.

"Wait. How do you freeze spells?"

"Oh, just send a different sort of power out."

"What kind?"

"Freezing power." And with that Moody left

Harry headed for the door. Once he got out he fell due to the immense pain.

"Need a little help there?" Angelina asked

"Ah, yea thanks." Harry replied

"So where you headed?"

"Ah, well the Library."

"Shouldn't you go to the hospital wing?"

"If I go there, I will never get out. I want to go to the Library for a healing spell."

"Oh, just point your wand at yourself and say HELI"

"HELI!" And with a wave of his wand he felt a hundred times better.

"Or your hand." Angelina said with a chuckle.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Since you have some free time how about we go out tonight?"

"Ah sure, you want to talk about some more quidditch?" he asked.

"No." She said coming close and making little circles on his shoulder with her nimble fingers.

"Well, what then?" he said, confused and a bit nervous because of unknown reasons.

Her voice was husky and laced with something very intoxicating as she said, " Harry, I like you. A lot. I know, I'm a bit older than you are, but I still like you."

Harry stood shock, excited, and happy.

She continued, "Tonight, in the common room midnight. Oh, and this isn't a little kid date either. This is what grownups do, and I can see you are all grown up."

Harry hunched his back, to hopefully hide his embarrassment and the new bulge in his pants. He was very much shocked to find his attraction to Angelina. Sure she was smart, and sexy - with an almost model like figure, but why would she be interested in him? It just did not make any sense to him. He did not see her leaning in for a kiss. She kissed Harry on the lips again, this time, he was surprised enough that his mouth opened up and her tongue slid in. This was the first time Harry had been kissed properly, and his body's reaction was to kiss her back. But just as soon as his body had reacted, Harry stopped himself.

" That was good. There's more from where that came from" she said, before leaving.

*But what about Hermione.* a part of his mind cried.

Another part of his mind said in a louder voice, * She's mad. And it's clear that she does not want to have anything to do with you. After all she did slap you.*

The first voice weakened all the while it said, * you can't do this to her. She loves you and you love her... You have to...*

The first voice chimed in, * let go of her. She did not believe you. In a relationship, people have to trust each other. She did not.*

Once the clock chimed midnight Harry climbed out of bed and headed down stairs.

"You're just in time." Angelina said, draped in the heaviest robe Harry had ever seen. He was glad that she had worn something that covered her fully. He was still confused, and a part of him wanted to be intimate with her. A smaller part of him reminded him of Hermione.

She took Harry's hand and led him out of the common room. Harry was going to say that Filch would catch them, but she whispered, it's only a bit away.

Within a short time, Harry saw where Angelina had lead him. It was the prefects' bathroom.

*Why would she bring me he...*Harry did not get to finish the thought, when Angelina, pushed him to the now closed door. She embraced him hard against her and somehow managed to get her hands inside his shirts. His flesh on fire, he could hardly think. When she kissed him, he kissed her back, enjoying the sensation.

Angelina shrugged her shoulders and the heavy robe fell off. She was wearing the sexist thing Harry had ever seen. It was form fitting, and midnight blue, satin matching underwear to him, more experienced people would have known to call it lingerie.

Harry felt himself rise, and the ache in his body was almost too much. When she slipped a hand inside his trousers, Harry groaned from the sheer pleasure of it. BUT then the voice in his head that he had thought was gone forever, rose and said something to him that made him be so afraid that he was felt crying. *Are you going to let a moment of passion ruin your chances with Hermione. Then girl that gave you love, loyalty and companionship, when no one else would. Can you betray her?*

Harry pushed Angelina away.

" You know, for a fifteen year old, you sure are well equi..." she did not finish the sentence, because Harry interrupted.

" STOP!!" He pleaded. " I'm sorry. I can't do this. This is wrong. I like you and all, but I think ... no I know, I love Hermione. This is wrong. This is so completely wrong. I can't do it. I 'm sorry I led you on like that. I really did not mean to. Please forgive me." With that, Harry bolted from the bathroom, leaving Angelina dazed and confused.

As Harry ran to the common room, he had on thought in his head.

* I have to make Hermione understand!*

Harry ran up to Hermione's room as fast as he could. He had to tell her that he loved her more then anything. Once he made it to the Girls fifth year dorm he ran to Hermione's bed.

"Hermione wake up!" Harry said softly

"Harry Potter what on earth are you doing here!" Hermione replied

"Hermione I love you. Why can't you understand that? I didn't kiss her back?"

"Lets say I believe you. But were did you two go tonight at midnight?"

"You saw?"

"YES I SAW! NOW WHAT WERE YOU DOING!" This time Hermione yelled

"Hey some people are trying to sleep!" A very groggy Lavender yelled

"Lets go down to the common room." Hermione snapped

Harry quickly followed Hermione down to the common room. Once they reached it. Hermione snapped again.

"SO WHERE DID YOU GO!"

"We went to the girls prefect bathroom. But nothing happened. I stopped it Hermione. I told her I loved you, Hermione. I love you! No one else."

"I……I….I…I love you to Harry. But I can't be with you."

"Why."

"Because you hurt me once, and you could hurt me again." And with that Hermione stormed up into her room.

Harry slumped down into the nearest chair and cried until he fell asleep.

Harry woke up early the next morning with the sun in his eyes. He waved his hand a few times and headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast. There were only a handful of students at breakfast.

Before Harry could sit down 15 Aurors burst into the Great Hall. They all raised their wand and pointed it at Harry. "STUPEFY MAXSIMUS!" They all yelled

Harry raised his hands and the spells slowed down and then stopped.

"What the Hell is the meaning of this!?!" Harry yelled

"You have been charged with the murder of Cedric Diggory. You have two choices: come in quietly or forcefully." The lead Auror said

"Trust me if I choose to come in forcefully I would not come in at all. But I have nothing to hide." So with that Harry waved his hand and the fifteen stunning spells sped at him. But it had no affect on him. So Harry pointed his hand at himself and muttered "Stupefy" and he fell unconscious.

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When Harry woke up, he felt like he was being dragged. He felt very weak. Once he opened his eyes he saw that five Dementors were dragging him. And the same fifteen sick-looking Aurors were following them. Harry pointed his hand at the Dementors and concentrated on sending a patronus charm at them. But nothing happened.

"Damn it!" Harry swore since he was very tired.

Harry concentrated again. This time it worked. And a huge stag burst out of his hand, and chased the Dementors away. He felt a huge power surge through him as he gained all of his power back. He stood up and spoke.

"If you will lead the way boys." Harry said with a little smirk on his face.

Once they arrived to the courtroom Harry was shocked to see that there had to be a thousand people at least. Harry walked to the chair that the Aurors were motioning for him to sit in. He sat quietly and waited.

"I have found the Defendant, Harold James Potter, guilty of first degree murder. Take him away." The Minister of Magic yelled.

Harry jumped to face the Minister. He had a huge gold Aura burning around him and yelled "WHAT THE HELL? DO I NOT GET A TRIAL!?!"

Unnoticed to Harry, the Aurors were firing spells at him left and right, but none took affect. Harry then felt some one with immense power apparate into the room - perhaps even stronger then him.

Harry turned to face him. He was shocked and stood there gaping at a fully-fledged level two Mage. The Mage pointed his hand at Harry. Before he knew it, he went flying thirty feet in the air.

Harry got up slowly. He concentrated on his power and was soon at the strongest he had ever been, that of a fully-fledged level one Mage. He had a brilliant gold aura around him. He then raised his hand and pointed it at the new Mage.

"Tell me who are you."

"I will not tell you who I am but I will tell you what I am. I am the Black Mage. Now for a little background information on me. I am a level two Mage. If you do not know what that means I will tell you. Unlike Level one Mages who get a brilliant gold aura around them like Potter hear. I when I power up have lightning bolt aura around me. Also Voldemort is dead. I killed him last night because he did not want to follow orders. He was my servant and my puppet. Now I must do my own work."

The Black Mage pointed his hand at Harry again and a purple light shot out of his hand. Harry tried blocking but failed and fell to the ground in a rush of pain.

"Tomorrow at noon I will meet you at Hogwarts for are final battle." And with that the Black Mage disappeared.