The Disowned Son
Chapter Nine: Return to the Normal
The Great Hall was crowded and full of kids talking when the group from the infirmary arrived. They were met by an ocean of applause from the whole school. They took their usual seats and Dumbledore stood up to give his usual speech.
"Welcome students to another year in this great school. I hope the train ride wasn't too exciting," he paused to let his little joke sink into the student's minds. "Before we eat a few rules shall be established. The Forbidden Forest is out of bounds. Second, due to Voldemort's latest actions, no student is allowed more than two hundred yards from the castle unless accompanied by an adult or another student. I am also granting all prefects emergency privileges, they may even assign detention if they see fit." He looked around the Great Hall, noticing how everyone, especially the first years looked a bit nervous at the last two announcements. He then faced the two doors of the hall, "If I may now introduce our two new professors." The doors opened to reveal two men Harry's group already knew.
"Those who have signed up for the martial arts class will be taught by Professor Granger, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Surius Black." He stopped once more and looked at the students, and cast a warning glance at them before continuing. "Professor Granger may be a muggle but if you try using magic against him he can send any spell right back at you." With that a said a smile came to his face and he clapped his hands and said, "lets eat!"
Almost immediately Hermione was swarmed by questions regarding her brother. As time went by a few professors came by and asked Harry where he acquired basilisk parts, and where shocked when he answered truthfully. He looked over at Ron and caught him staring at Synthia, who was actually becoming quick friends with the other Ravenclaws. At least a few people were being friendly towards her and not holding grudges against her for her father's actions, most had forgiven Draco's past actions when he changed into a nice person after they returned in their fifth year, although he did act a little like the old Draco when he was upset. The rest of the night carried on as usual: The ghosts came by, the headmaster said a few last words, and the prefects took the first years to their common rooms.
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The next morning Harry wasn't in such a good mood, none of the sixth year Gryffindors were. "Won't Dumbledore ever learn that we don't want potions with the Slytherins," cried Ron for the umpteenth time this morning.
"What's so bad about the Slytherins?" Draco asked who was at his new spot, at the Gryffindore table, next to Hermione to be exact.
"Only that we have double potions with you guys again."
"It's not you Draco, it's the rest of your house that can cause trouble. Snape doesn't like us that much either," reassured Hermione.
"Hermione's right, Ron. From now on anything bad about the Slytherins excludes Draco, with a few exceptions, of course," declared Harry, making everyone laugh.
"Well, we better get going, Snape will be looking for every reason to take away points for anything he can," said Hermione.
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Potions class carried on as it did every year. Snape was a bit nicer towards Harry, in other words less mean, for Harry bringing him Basilisk parts. After thet was lunch where they met up with Ginny and Cynthia. Then after lunch they had the Martial Arts class which everyone had come to call fight class after what the muggle borns told them about the subject.
They had the class three times a week. When Harery arrived he noted that there were students of every year there present. The schedule had told them to wear his gi, so he wore his green one. The amount of students from each house was about even and there were at least two per-year-per- house. When he reached the small house he noticed the wand rack and no teacher in sight. Harry also groaned and pointed out to the others that Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle were there as well. Last year, when Draco decided not to be like his father, his two goons turned on him and Pansy recrruited them as her own goon squad.
Pansy turned and saw the all six of them, so she walked over, flanked by the goons like Malfoy trained them to. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the weasels, the traitors mudblood, and scarhead," she said, laughing at her own joke.
This is where Draco tended to relapse into his old self, "Better a traitor than Voldemort's lap dog, right bitch." he told Pansy.
"I wouldn't know about that, but I do know that you will all be gone soon enough."
"Is he ever going to get over the fact that a one-year-old kicked his butt?" Harry asked sarcastically, earning a few laughs from the others.
"Don't be so naive Potter, he doesn't obsess over your death all the time. But rest assured you will be with those worthless parents of yours soon enough." That was it for Harry. No one, not even his own family talked about his parents in that manner, and got away with it. Before he, or anyone else, knew what he was doing he had his wand out and leveled it to her head.
"Say that again and you won't live long enough to regret it," Harry barely whispered even though everyone heard it. There was no hint of emotion in his face. A person would have thought there would have been a hint of anger in his voice, but not even anger was apparent in the tiniest of measurments. Even his friends were afraid of what he might do, they understood that even a usually docile person like Harry had his limits.
"Why don't you do something Potter, or are you just waiting for me to die of old age?" she laughed again, not taking Harry seriously. "What a waste," Pansy continued, "just like the rest of his line, too afraid to finish it, to brave to do otherwise."
And Harry snapped, he thought of the worst curse he could think of that wasn't banned, "DEMENTO..."
"MR. POTTER," said Anthony in a steren voice, "PUT THE WAND AWAY." He had just appeared in a tree, apparently he had seen the whole thing and decided he would barge in now. He jumped down and landed perfectly. When Pansy came out of her shock she quickly tried to say something along the lines of Harry attacked her, but she was cut off. "Don't say a single word Ms. Parkinson, I heard the whole thing, and I know the entire story. I will deal with you after class." He turned away from her and began to speak to the class. "Good day students, I am Anthony Granger. I am a master of the shatokan fighting style, which is what I will be teaching and you will be learning this year. I've been practicing shatokan for the last ten years. As some of you may know, this class will not have anything to do with magic, it's all physical, therefore you are to place your wands on the rack." He waited until everyone was done doing that until he continued. "Now, before we begin, you are not to practice what is taught to you in this class on other people for any unreasonable reason, I will allow you to practice with a partner outside of this calss if you have both been approved of by me."
"How do we get your permission?" asked Neville.
"When I see that you have reached the right level in your training. Now I want all of you to line up in rows. First years up front, second years behind them, and so on. Oh, and this class is taught barefooted, as you can see from my example." They spent the rest of the day working out and learning the basic moves of shatokan. When it was all over they were tired except for a few, including Ron, Harry, and Draco. Somehow, to everyones surprise, Neville had managed to not fall on his ass when he was doing the kicking drills. They all went back to thier common rooms to take showers before heading before heading to dinner.
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Friday finally came and the whole group was tired, mostly from having Anthony Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Today they had what was promising to be Harry's favorite class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was already Harry's favorite subject, but this year Harry's godfather, the recently found innocent, Surius Black,was teaching.
They were the first ones there and the four of them took up all four seats of the front row. Surius welcomed in Hermione, Harry, and Ron but was at a loss for greetings when it came to Draco. The tension in the air was so thick Dudley could probably stand on it next to Vernon. Fanally after a few awkward seconds of sizing each other up they settled to at least be civil and shook hands.
When everyone had settled into their respective desks class began. "For those who haen't seen my picture in a newspaper or wanted poster, I am Surius Black. I will be teaching you two things in this class this year. The first thing is demons. By the end of this term you will know of every demon species and at least how to deal with them as well as the most common undead creatures in this part of the class. I will then teach you a form of magic called necromancy that isn't dark in nature but is usually used in such a way."
"But sir, isn't that a dark art?" asked Seamus.
The Slytherins in the room looked almost too delighted so Surius brout them back down to Earth. "Yes, it is, but I will only teach you how to perform the light art of necromancing, and how to defend against the dark form." That brought down most of the Slytherins' spirits. He looked around the room and then told everyone to take out the demon book. They turned to the first page. Harry had read most of the book already because he thought it was fascinating. "The first demon is the Manalis demon. They are the most human of all demon races. The only difference is a few physical features, longer and more animal like nails and sometimes red, yellow, or orange eyes. You can see a picture of some in the book. Now the next demon is quite the opposite. It is the infamous red horned demon, they are resistent to most magic, strong, and hard to kill without the killing curse. The best way is decapitation, as they have a rapid healing power and can appear dead even though they are in a healing trance." Surius began going through the first ten demons in the book and even taught hmthe most useful magics against some of them..
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It was the middle of October when Harry had his first vision ever since the one he had for the dark side's loss at the train. It was midnight and Harry had slept peacfully until now. The room Harry was in was of a muggle design, an it looked like a meeting room. On the wall behind a highly decorated head chair was the Shadoloo skull. Harry had figured it was a dream by now so he just took in as much as possible. Sitting at the head of the table was a man in a more elaborate version of a Shadoloo officer's uniform. This was tha man Harry had learned was General Bison. At the far end of the table, in a black chair was Voldemort. At the rest of the table, sat the most elite people in both groups. "It has come to my attention that you are controling many of the world's leaders, Lord Voldemort," said Bison.
"You are correct, General. Twenty of the most influencial muggle leaders are under my control, some by choice, others aren't. As for the magical leaders, several of the demon races have sworn alligience and I have a few high ranking humans in my ranks willingly."
"This is good news, I have also heard you have control over President Bush of the U.S. Can you have him kill a man named Colenel William Guile, and a Japanese man who goes by the name Ryu? They are thorns in my side and will also be yours soon if news of our alliance spreads."
"It's as good as done, you just bring the weapons our forces need."
"I have located a two storage facilities in various countries that hold all kinds of weapons. We have alredy raided one successfully, the one in Brazil will be a bit harder though, seeing as how it holds Chemical weapons, but I know my men can do it." A holographic image hovered above the table. It was a map that showed the location of the complex and another map of the complex wqere shown.
"Is that all?" he asked Bison.
"Master," spoke one of the Death Eaters, "There have been several rumors about this alliance should I continue my work in suppressing any rumors?" Harry knew that voice, it was Cornilius Fudge. He should have seen it coming, the man was adamant to a point of arrogant stupidity with his denials about Voldemort's return.
"You do that minister. Now don't speak out of turn and for embareassing yourself by losing to that muggle filth excuse for a proffesor, CRUCIO!!!" After a minute of this, during which Harry felt the pain too, Voldemort spoke again. "Do you have anything else to add that may be of use to our cause?" The man didn't answer right away due to the pain he was recovering from so Voldemort continued while the muggle general just watch in amusement. Harry woke up and, out of reflex, bit his lip as not to scream. His scar was bleeding slightly and felt like it was on fire. He looked around the room only to see he hadn't woke anyone. Years of experience had taught him it is best to inform the headmaster of these dreams, and that was just what he would do. It was already five in the morning so he knew he wasn't going to get any sleep so he got ready for the day and headed to Dumbleore's office.
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Harry had just reached his destination and knocked, when he was allowed in. "Harry, what brings you here so early?" he asked.
"Another dream." he stated. "Voldemort has made an alliacnce with General Bison, that would explain the muggle forces we faced on the train. They are planning on raiding a complex in Brazil for weapons, he said something about chemical weapons they could get from it. And Cornelius Fudge was present at the meeting as well, it seems he's been trying to cover up Voldemort's return out of loyalty."
"I thought it was something like that. For now though we have to find that complex and protect it at all costs. Anything else?"
"There was a map of where it was located and also a map of the complex itself that I memorized. There are also two muggle men that are at risk, an American named William Guile and a Japanese man name Ryu. It seems Voldemort is killing Bison's enemies in return for the alliance and weapons that most of the wizarding world has little knowledge about."
"Then I must call an emergency meeting of the Order. Go tell Proffesors Granger, McGonagall, Black, and Snape to be here at ten this morning," said Dumbledore, standing up to go grab some parchment and his quill.
"Sure, should I tell the others as well?"
"I know I can't stop you from doing so. Oh, and can you draw me a map of their target?" Harry just nodded in reply and left the office.
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It was five till ten and our favorite six teens were walking towards the Pheonix Hall, the place where the order meetings were held. They walked in and there were easily fifty others in the room. "Where do we sit?" asked Cynthia, she was a little nervous, only being accepted last week.
"Up there," said Ron pointing to thier usual seats. When they reached Surius they greeted him. They sat down on Surius' right with Harry at the far end next to Dumbledore. Harry handed the man the maps and the meeting began.
"One of our most trusted and reliable sources has informed me that the Shadoloo Alliance has plans to raid a muggle armory in the Amazon Rain Forest, we must protect it." At this a wizard stood up, Draco told him the wizard's name and that he was a pureblood.
"Why would you-know-who be intersested in muggle weapons?" Harry snorted at this remark, it just proved how short-sighted some wizards were. 'Hell,' he thought, 'it took Draco getting shot and almost killed before he learned that a muggle weapon is just as effective as any spell.'
"These aren't any ordinary muggle weapons, these are the most advanced weapons they have. If you open the folders in front of you and read the contents, you'll see what I mean." Everyone opened the folders. It seemed Dumbledore had done his research, some of the most horrible weapons in human history were listed here, as well as thier effect on a human body, pictures included. After a few minutes half the room had turned visibly green and a handful had even ran outside to vomit, Draco included. When they returned Dumbledore, who was solemn and serious, even mors so than last year when Harry was fighting Voldemort, had continued. "Now you see why we need to make sure Voldemort can't get his hands on these weapons. He and General Bison are both madmen, they could conquer both our worlds in less than a year, and I'm afraid to say this next truth but I must." He looked up around the room. "The hundred of us and hundred and fifty brave aurors will not be enough to defeat this force. We need outside help." Another pause broke his speaking. "Especially with Cornelius Fudge working for Voldemort." No one was surprised at that one, they all had a thought that it may be true. "Now as for the help, if Moody is successful we can count on at least one of the muggle leaders oweing us a favor, if not helping us in the long run."
The room was silent until Percy spoke, "Albus I have great respect for you, but you can't be serious, that would break at least seventy laws."
"I know that Percy, but we both know that Bison has thousands of troops backed by Voldemort's forces; we need help. I have thought this over for months on end and I think that if we didn't hide from the muggles in the first place this war would have never happened." Percy sat down and shut up, not knowing it all for once in a lifetime. "Now as for the plan. We will send our fighting forces to defend the complex." He tapped the map and said, "Projectonus Map," and the map Harry made was shown above the table, much like the one Bison had. The perimeter had a fifteen foot fence, easily jumped by broom-mounted or hoverbike riding soldiers, and every twenty meters there were guard towers. The only entrence had an outer gate and an inner gate that were bith six inches of titanium. The surrounding area was all forest. "Now from what Harry has told me this base will be attacked very soon." We will be placeing guards in trees at the edge of the forest."
The rest of the meeting went on and was over by lunch time. Anthony had to leave to find Guile and Ryu and bring them back to Hogwarts. He had been given a password activated portkey to return when he found them, a bottomless bag with three firebolts not counting his own, and some of the petrifying potion Harry made. With a last good-bye they parted ways and watched as Anthony grabbed the small Statue of Liberty lighter that was his portkey to Subway City, said his password and vanished.
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:::SPOILERS!!! YAY!!!:::
About time I ended that chapter, I think this is the longest one so far. The Alliance attacks the chemical armory. Anthony returns after a week of searching, and brings back Ryu, Guile, and Ken. Keep on reading and reviewing.
T-Dogg
The Great Hall was crowded and full of kids talking when the group from the infirmary arrived. They were met by an ocean of applause from the whole school. They took their usual seats and Dumbledore stood up to give his usual speech.
"Welcome students to another year in this great school. I hope the train ride wasn't too exciting," he paused to let his little joke sink into the student's minds. "Before we eat a few rules shall be established. The Forbidden Forest is out of bounds. Second, due to Voldemort's latest actions, no student is allowed more than two hundred yards from the castle unless accompanied by an adult or another student. I am also granting all prefects emergency privileges, they may even assign detention if they see fit." He looked around the Great Hall, noticing how everyone, especially the first years looked a bit nervous at the last two announcements. He then faced the two doors of the hall, "If I may now introduce our two new professors." The doors opened to reveal two men Harry's group already knew.
"Those who have signed up for the martial arts class will be taught by Professor Granger, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Surius Black." He stopped once more and looked at the students, and cast a warning glance at them before continuing. "Professor Granger may be a muggle but if you try using magic against him he can send any spell right back at you." With that a said a smile came to his face and he clapped his hands and said, "lets eat!"
Almost immediately Hermione was swarmed by questions regarding her brother. As time went by a few professors came by and asked Harry where he acquired basilisk parts, and where shocked when he answered truthfully. He looked over at Ron and caught him staring at Synthia, who was actually becoming quick friends with the other Ravenclaws. At least a few people were being friendly towards her and not holding grudges against her for her father's actions, most had forgiven Draco's past actions when he changed into a nice person after they returned in their fifth year, although he did act a little like the old Draco when he was upset. The rest of the night carried on as usual: The ghosts came by, the headmaster said a few last words, and the prefects took the first years to their common rooms.
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The next morning Harry wasn't in such a good mood, none of the sixth year Gryffindors were. "Won't Dumbledore ever learn that we don't want potions with the Slytherins," cried Ron for the umpteenth time this morning.
"What's so bad about the Slytherins?" Draco asked who was at his new spot, at the Gryffindore table, next to Hermione to be exact.
"Only that we have double potions with you guys again."
"It's not you Draco, it's the rest of your house that can cause trouble. Snape doesn't like us that much either," reassured Hermione.
"Hermione's right, Ron. From now on anything bad about the Slytherins excludes Draco, with a few exceptions, of course," declared Harry, making everyone laugh.
"Well, we better get going, Snape will be looking for every reason to take away points for anything he can," said Hermione.
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Potions class carried on as it did every year. Snape was a bit nicer towards Harry, in other words less mean, for Harry bringing him Basilisk parts. After thet was lunch where they met up with Ginny and Cynthia. Then after lunch they had the Martial Arts class which everyone had come to call fight class after what the muggle borns told them about the subject.
They had the class three times a week. When Harery arrived he noted that there were students of every year there present. The schedule had told them to wear his gi, so he wore his green one. The amount of students from each house was about even and there were at least two per-year-per- house. When he reached the small house he noticed the wand rack and no teacher in sight. Harry also groaned and pointed out to the others that Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle were there as well. Last year, when Draco decided not to be like his father, his two goons turned on him and Pansy recrruited them as her own goon squad.
Pansy turned and saw the all six of them, so she walked over, flanked by the goons like Malfoy trained them to. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the weasels, the traitors mudblood, and scarhead," she said, laughing at her own joke.
This is where Draco tended to relapse into his old self, "Better a traitor than Voldemort's lap dog, right bitch." he told Pansy.
"I wouldn't know about that, but I do know that you will all be gone soon enough."
"Is he ever going to get over the fact that a one-year-old kicked his butt?" Harry asked sarcastically, earning a few laughs from the others.
"Don't be so naive Potter, he doesn't obsess over your death all the time. But rest assured you will be with those worthless parents of yours soon enough." That was it for Harry. No one, not even his own family talked about his parents in that manner, and got away with it. Before he, or anyone else, knew what he was doing he had his wand out and leveled it to her head.
"Say that again and you won't live long enough to regret it," Harry barely whispered even though everyone heard it. There was no hint of emotion in his face. A person would have thought there would have been a hint of anger in his voice, but not even anger was apparent in the tiniest of measurments. Even his friends were afraid of what he might do, they understood that even a usually docile person like Harry had his limits.
"Why don't you do something Potter, or are you just waiting for me to die of old age?" she laughed again, not taking Harry seriously. "What a waste," Pansy continued, "just like the rest of his line, too afraid to finish it, to brave to do otherwise."
And Harry snapped, he thought of the worst curse he could think of that wasn't banned, "DEMENTO..."
"MR. POTTER," said Anthony in a steren voice, "PUT THE WAND AWAY." He had just appeared in a tree, apparently he had seen the whole thing and decided he would barge in now. He jumped down and landed perfectly. When Pansy came out of her shock she quickly tried to say something along the lines of Harry attacked her, but she was cut off. "Don't say a single word Ms. Parkinson, I heard the whole thing, and I know the entire story. I will deal with you after class." He turned away from her and began to speak to the class. "Good day students, I am Anthony Granger. I am a master of the shatokan fighting style, which is what I will be teaching and you will be learning this year. I've been practicing shatokan for the last ten years. As some of you may know, this class will not have anything to do with magic, it's all physical, therefore you are to place your wands on the rack." He waited until everyone was done doing that until he continued. "Now, before we begin, you are not to practice what is taught to you in this class on other people for any unreasonable reason, I will allow you to practice with a partner outside of this calss if you have both been approved of by me."
"How do we get your permission?" asked Neville.
"When I see that you have reached the right level in your training. Now I want all of you to line up in rows. First years up front, second years behind them, and so on. Oh, and this class is taught barefooted, as you can see from my example." They spent the rest of the day working out and learning the basic moves of shatokan. When it was all over they were tired except for a few, including Ron, Harry, and Draco. Somehow, to everyones surprise, Neville had managed to not fall on his ass when he was doing the kicking drills. They all went back to thier common rooms to take showers before heading before heading to dinner.
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Friday finally came and the whole group was tired, mostly from having Anthony Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Today they had what was promising to be Harry's favorite class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was already Harry's favorite subject, but this year Harry's godfather, the recently found innocent, Surius Black,was teaching.
They were the first ones there and the four of them took up all four seats of the front row. Surius welcomed in Hermione, Harry, and Ron but was at a loss for greetings when it came to Draco. The tension in the air was so thick Dudley could probably stand on it next to Vernon. Fanally after a few awkward seconds of sizing each other up they settled to at least be civil and shook hands.
When everyone had settled into their respective desks class began. "For those who haen't seen my picture in a newspaper or wanted poster, I am Surius Black. I will be teaching you two things in this class this year. The first thing is demons. By the end of this term you will know of every demon species and at least how to deal with them as well as the most common undead creatures in this part of the class. I will then teach you a form of magic called necromancy that isn't dark in nature but is usually used in such a way."
"But sir, isn't that a dark art?" asked Seamus.
The Slytherins in the room looked almost too delighted so Surius brout them back down to Earth. "Yes, it is, but I will only teach you how to perform the light art of necromancing, and how to defend against the dark form." That brought down most of the Slytherins' spirits. He looked around the room and then told everyone to take out the demon book. They turned to the first page. Harry had read most of the book already because he thought it was fascinating. "The first demon is the Manalis demon. They are the most human of all demon races. The only difference is a few physical features, longer and more animal like nails and sometimes red, yellow, or orange eyes. You can see a picture of some in the book. Now the next demon is quite the opposite. It is the infamous red horned demon, they are resistent to most magic, strong, and hard to kill without the killing curse. The best way is decapitation, as they have a rapid healing power and can appear dead even though they are in a healing trance." Surius began going through the first ten demons in the book and even taught hmthe most useful magics against some of them..
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It was the middle of October when Harry had his first vision ever since the one he had for the dark side's loss at the train. It was midnight and Harry had slept peacfully until now. The room Harry was in was of a muggle design, an it looked like a meeting room. On the wall behind a highly decorated head chair was the Shadoloo skull. Harry had figured it was a dream by now so he just took in as much as possible. Sitting at the head of the table was a man in a more elaborate version of a Shadoloo officer's uniform. This was tha man Harry had learned was General Bison. At the far end of the table, in a black chair was Voldemort. At the rest of the table, sat the most elite people in both groups. "It has come to my attention that you are controling many of the world's leaders, Lord Voldemort," said Bison.
"You are correct, General. Twenty of the most influencial muggle leaders are under my control, some by choice, others aren't. As for the magical leaders, several of the demon races have sworn alligience and I have a few high ranking humans in my ranks willingly."
"This is good news, I have also heard you have control over President Bush of the U.S. Can you have him kill a man named Colenel William Guile, and a Japanese man who goes by the name Ryu? They are thorns in my side and will also be yours soon if news of our alliance spreads."
"It's as good as done, you just bring the weapons our forces need."
"I have located a two storage facilities in various countries that hold all kinds of weapons. We have alredy raided one successfully, the one in Brazil will be a bit harder though, seeing as how it holds Chemical weapons, but I know my men can do it." A holographic image hovered above the table. It was a map that showed the location of the complex and another map of the complex wqere shown.
"Is that all?" he asked Bison.
"Master," spoke one of the Death Eaters, "There have been several rumors about this alliance should I continue my work in suppressing any rumors?" Harry knew that voice, it was Cornilius Fudge. He should have seen it coming, the man was adamant to a point of arrogant stupidity with his denials about Voldemort's return.
"You do that minister. Now don't speak out of turn and for embareassing yourself by losing to that muggle filth excuse for a proffesor, CRUCIO!!!" After a minute of this, during which Harry felt the pain too, Voldemort spoke again. "Do you have anything else to add that may be of use to our cause?" The man didn't answer right away due to the pain he was recovering from so Voldemort continued while the muggle general just watch in amusement. Harry woke up and, out of reflex, bit his lip as not to scream. His scar was bleeding slightly and felt like it was on fire. He looked around the room only to see he hadn't woke anyone. Years of experience had taught him it is best to inform the headmaster of these dreams, and that was just what he would do. It was already five in the morning so he knew he wasn't going to get any sleep so he got ready for the day and headed to Dumbleore's office.
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Harry had just reached his destination and knocked, when he was allowed in. "Harry, what brings you here so early?" he asked.
"Another dream." he stated. "Voldemort has made an alliacnce with General Bison, that would explain the muggle forces we faced on the train. They are planning on raiding a complex in Brazil for weapons, he said something about chemical weapons they could get from it. And Cornelius Fudge was present at the meeting as well, it seems he's been trying to cover up Voldemort's return out of loyalty."
"I thought it was something like that. For now though we have to find that complex and protect it at all costs. Anything else?"
"There was a map of where it was located and also a map of the complex itself that I memorized. There are also two muggle men that are at risk, an American named William Guile and a Japanese man name Ryu. It seems Voldemort is killing Bison's enemies in return for the alliance and weapons that most of the wizarding world has little knowledge about."
"Then I must call an emergency meeting of the Order. Go tell Proffesors Granger, McGonagall, Black, and Snape to be here at ten this morning," said Dumbledore, standing up to go grab some parchment and his quill.
"Sure, should I tell the others as well?"
"I know I can't stop you from doing so. Oh, and can you draw me a map of their target?" Harry just nodded in reply and left the office.
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It was five till ten and our favorite six teens were walking towards the Pheonix Hall, the place where the order meetings were held. They walked in and there were easily fifty others in the room. "Where do we sit?" asked Cynthia, she was a little nervous, only being accepted last week.
"Up there," said Ron pointing to thier usual seats. When they reached Surius they greeted him. They sat down on Surius' right with Harry at the far end next to Dumbledore. Harry handed the man the maps and the meeting began.
"One of our most trusted and reliable sources has informed me that the Shadoloo Alliance has plans to raid a muggle armory in the Amazon Rain Forest, we must protect it." At this a wizard stood up, Draco told him the wizard's name and that he was a pureblood.
"Why would you-know-who be intersested in muggle weapons?" Harry snorted at this remark, it just proved how short-sighted some wizards were. 'Hell,' he thought, 'it took Draco getting shot and almost killed before he learned that a muggle weapon is just as effective as any spell.'
"These aren't any ordinary muggle weapons, these are the most advanced weapons they have. If you open the folders in front of you and read the contents, you'll see what I mean." Everyone opened the folders. It seemed Dumbledore had done his research, some of the most horrible weapons in human history were listed here, as well as thier effect on a human body, pictures included. After a few minutes half the room had turned visibly green and a handful had even ran outside to vomit, Draco included. When they returned Dumbledore, who was solemn and serious, even mors so than last year when Harry was fighting Voldemort, had continued. "Now you see why we need to make sure Voldemort can't get his hands on these weapons. He and General Bison are both madmen, they could conquer both our worlds in less than a year, and I'm afraid to say this next truth but I must." He looked up around the room. "The hundred of us and hundred and fifty brave aurors will not be enough to defeat this force. We need outside help." Another pause broke his speaking. "Especially with Cornelius Fudge working for Voldemort." No one was surprised at that one, they all had a thought that it may be true. "Now as for the help, if Moody is successful we can count on at least one of the muggle leaders oweing us a favor, if not helping us in the long run."
The room was silent until Percy spoke, "Albus I have great respect for you, but you can't be serious, that would break at least seventy laws."
"I know that Percy, but we both know that Bison has thousands of troops backed by Voldemort's forces; we need help. I have thought this over for months on end and I think that if we didn't hide from the muggles in the first place this war would have never happened." Percy sat down and shut up, not knowing it all for once in a lifetime. "Now as for the plan. We will send our fighting forces to defend the complex." He tapped the map and said, "Projectonus Map," and the map Harry made was shown above the table, much like the one Bison had. The perimeter had a fifteen foot fence, easily jumped by broom-mounted or hoverbike riding soldiers, and every twenty meters there were guard towers. The only entrence had an outer gate and an inner gate that were bith six inches of titanium. The surrounding area was all forest. "Now from what Harry has told me this base will be attacked very soon." We will be placeing guards in trees at the edge of the forest."
The rest of the meeting went on and was over by lunch time. Anthony had to leave to find Guile and Ryu and bring them back to Hogwarts. He had been given a password activated portkey to return when he found them, a bottomless bag with three firebolts not counting his own, and some of the petrifying potion Harry made. With a last good-bye they parted ways and watched as Anthony grabbed the small Statue of Liberty lighter that was his portkey to Subway City, said his password and vanished.
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:::SPOILERS!!! YAY!!!:::
About time I ended that chapter, I think this is the longest one so far. The Alliance attacks the chemical armory. Anthony returns after a week of searching, and brings back Ryu, Guile, and Ken. Keep on reading and reviewing.
T-Dogg