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A/N: great thanks to all who beta'd me, thanks to the ones who reviewed and thanks to the ones who will. I should have said this in chapter 1: this fic is dedicated to all my friends on the Harry Potter Forum on Nana. I'm already working on the sequel.
Chapter 3
Hermione was right, Sirius and Dumbledore had a hard time adjusting to the orb. Harry took advantage of the situation.
"So, you think you can stop me?" He asked, as he moved closer to them.
"If you'll carry on with your plans, you'll destroy the world!" Snape said.
"Really?" Harry made a quick move and knocked him down, grabbing Dumbledore and taking him where Snape couldn't see them.
"Dumbledore?" Snape called out, but there was no answer.
Harry started strangling Dumbledore.
"Harry!" Snape shouted into the darkness "Do you know what your mother used to say about wizards who gone bad?" Snape tried using psychological fighting.
"She said she could never love a wizard who's gone bad! That's why she stopped loving me and married your father instead!" Still no answer, so he tried again:
"Harry, your mother is turning in her grave seeing you like this!" Snape, who now got used to the orb, started moving freely, with his sword at ready.
"She's crying the tears of angles for what you're doing."
Then it all stopped.
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Sirius fought the warriors hard, but he couldn't fight anymore, so he climbed on Remus' shoulders, forming a big mean fighting machine. He also saw Dumbledore and Snape getting into the orb. He wished them luck.
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Hermione felt Harry was weak, almost at a breaking point. And then he broke.
She couldn't see what happened in front of him, and fell powerless to the ground.
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Sirius just took another head off, shooting the head into the air.
"Fore!" He shouted, but the head disappeared in mid air, and so did all the other warrior creatures. It was over, he understood.
He quickly looked at the direction of where the orb was, but it wasn't there anymore.
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The second the orb vanished, Snape saw Harry crouching over Dumbledore. He didn't stop to think. He got closer to Harry and lifted the sword, aiming to kill, but then quickly stopped. Dumbledore cleared off Harry's grasp. And Harry fell on his knees, crying.
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A few hours later Harry was in Hogwarts again.
Hermione and the Harrys returned each to their own universe.
Harry was lying on a couch in the Griffyndor common room, only he wasn't sleeping. He laid there on the couch, scenes of the last hours passing through his mind.
Thoughts running through his head, he now started grasping all that has happened to him in the past few days.
He stopped using his powers and almost changed back to what he was before. His scar was back, he was once again in his yellow party robes, his eyes were back to their original color, but his hair was now gray, like an old man's hair.
Tears ran down his eyes when the picture of Hermione's dead body formed in his mind. He felt the rage taking over him again and quickly depressed it.
He knows what he must do. He must stop using magic, for good.
Maybe I should exchange all my money in gringotts to muggle money and buy a little house, somewhere far away.
He thought it was the right thing to do. He stood up and walked out of the common room. He must get out of Hogwarts and disappear. He didn't want to run into anybody, but when he got to the main hall, he heard the sound of two familiar voices talking and stopped to listen.
"Any news, Severus?" He understood it was Dumbledore talking.
"I'm afraid the rumors are true," Snape answered in his deep voice.
"What rumors?" A third voice was heard. It was Sirius joining the conversation.
"Voldemort's rain was supposed to last for a thousand years, but it's obvious to all that he wasn't supposed to live that long, so it is told that six of the strongest families of Death Eaters wish to claim their right to divided Britain between them and rule after his death."
"So I guess they are recruiting followers?" Sirius asked Snape.
"It is now time for every Death Eater to choose his house." Snape replied.
"Soon they will start basing their control on their turfs." The three wizards thought it was over when Voldemort died, that Britain would now have a new ministry that would bring peace. They were very wrong.
"Wasn't the Malfoy family a part of the six families?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, I guess that his turf would be divided between the five families left, now that Harry killed him and the rest of the Malfoys." Harry felt bad hearing about his recent kill.
"It wasn't our Harry who did it, not the Harry you and I know." Dumbledore marked and continued: "Remus went to check on him, he should be fine. Let's get back to the matters at hand."
"Maybe Malfoy's turf will belong to the family that will be the quickest to act." Sirius suggested. "Snape, who else did the rumors talk about?"
"I've heard the names of Lestrange, Wornington, Clyton, Smyth, and Fireforge senior, I guess his turf will be run by Fireforge junior." Came Snape's reply.
"Smyth is also dead and has no living sons. Who do you think will run his house?" Sirius asked.
"I say Katriana might. She's a vicious little…" Dumbledore's words were cut off by Lupin's call: "Harry is gone!" he gasped.
"What?" The three wizards called out simultaneously.
Harry knew it was his time to disappear.
He started running, but then he heard Dumbledore
"Stop Harry, why are you running away?" He turned and saw Dumbledore standing next to him.
"I can't, I just can't stay here, you don't know what it's like, knowing what I know, doing what I did, feeling what I felt, and keeping it all inside." Harry was on the verge of tears.
"I can help you, Harry." Dumbledore sounded like the father Harry never had.
"No, I'm sorry." Harry said, then with a quick spell knocked Dumbledore back.
Then he ran out of the castle, only to see about three hundred wizards dressed up in black robes coming out of the Forbidden Forest.
"Dumbledore!" He shouted out and started shooting spells at the intruders. Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus and Snape came out of the castle and understood what's happening right away.
"Someone was fast enough to move his followers to take on Hogwarts." Sirius mentioned the obvious.
"Look up at the sky." Snape pointed up to where Lestrange was flying on a broom watching the events from above.
"Let's rock!" Harry forged a Levitation Ball and used it to fly into the air, right towards Lestrange.
Harry was very much ready to attack Lestrange, as Dumbledore, Sirius, Remus and Snape started fighting wizards on the ground.
But then once again Harry saw the images that have been haunting him and he broke in mid air.
The charm that carried his Levitation Ball broke and he fell to the ground, on his legs, like a cat.
He then opened a wormhole to another universe, he didn't know where it was leading, but he knew it must be better then the place he was at, and jumped into it.
"No!" Snape cried out as Harry jumped into the wormhole.
"He left us alone! We cannot beat all of them!" he said desperately as he shot a few more spells at the enemies.
"I'll break the spell that surrounds Hogwarts so you three could apparate away." Dumbledore said, as he turned one Death Eater into an elephant and another into a mouse.
"We will not leave you Dumbledore!" Sirius replied.
"No!" Dumbledore was very determined and broke the spell surrounding Hogwarts.
"There, apparate yourselves out of here, now!"
They did as he asked, and Dumbledore was left alone in the fight. He was about to apprate as well, but it was too late and Lastrange's wizards captured him.
Lestrange came to talk to his captive, who was now wrapped in dark chains.
"I won, Dumbledore." He said with a vicious grin.
"That gray haired wizard, whoever he was, is gone now. No one is here to save you, Headmaster. I will enjoy making Hogwarts my new home. Take him away!"
The End of part one