Note: This is a story of what happens after Voldemort is finally killed.
But it doesn't end at Voldemort because there's a new Dark Lord...Lord
Samedi...The God of Death and Destruction...
Chapter 1: The way it was and is
Harry awoke with a start, not from the scar on his forehead that made him famous, but because someone was calling to him. He turned around to see William, his son, trying to wake him up. He was the spitting image of Harry. He had unruly hair, dazzling green eyes and had a thirst for excitement.
Harry had been married to Virginia Weasley for twelve years and loved her with all the goodness that he had in his heart. He remembered that night twelve years ago when he had vanquished Voldemort once and for all with the help of the Order of the Phoenix. His followers, the Death Eaters, were disbanded and placed in Azkaban prison. However, more trouble was to come.
Rumors spread throughout the wizarding world that there was another Dark Lord in it's midst. A mysterious Transylvanian wizard had taken control of the country's power and was bent on world domination. Harry, together with the Ministry, now under Ron Weasley, the new Minister of Magic, and the Order were working together to try and prevent the Lord's plans from taking place.
Just like Voldemort, the mysterious lord managed to gain supporters quickly and began a scuffle that had erupted into a full-scale war in Transylvania. Thousands lay dead and the economy was in shambles. The parliament was ousted by force and was taken over by the Lord's henchmen, the Anubis sect.
Harry worked in the Department of International Relations, which was set up after the downfall of Voldemort so as to bring the countries of the world closer. It now seemed that it would be essential to get through the imminent dark times that were ahead.
Harry asked his son what the matter was and was told that Ron was in the kitchen waiting for him. Harry then quickly got out of bed and went to shower before heading down to meet Ron.
Ron, ever the hungry one, was seated at the table and was tucking into a plate of Virginia's special recipe pancakes. 'Good morning Virginia, Minister.' Harry smirked. Ron looked up at Harry and returned the smirk. Harry had been teasing Ron ever since he had gotten the job but Ron didn't think anything about it as he too thought that it was funny. Ron was married to Hermione, who taught Transfiguration at Hogwarts.
'Harry, we've got a problem. We sent two negotiators over to Transylvania so as to negotiate with Lord Samedi and ask for a truce. He refused and sent them back.' Ron said with a mouthful of pancakes. Virginia giggled. 'What's wrong with that?' asked Harry who was listening intently.
'He sent their remains back in matchboxes.' Muttered Ron darkly.
Harry was horrified at that. It seemed that this Dark Lord was beginning to look even worse than Voldemort was. Harry shelved his thoughts and returned to the conversation.
'So, what are you going to do now?' he asked.
'Nothing, nothing at all.'
'Nothing?'
'Absolutely nothing. It's too dangerous and I don't want to risk the lives of anyone else. You do know that he'll eventually attack, don't you?' Ron said.
Harry nodded. ' We need to get our forces in place just in case he strikes. Have your agents reported back with any word about his activities?' he said.
'They say that he's building up forces so as to take over. Not just any forces. Dementors, werewolves, vampires, giants, trolls and even dragons.' said Ron in a whisper.
'Oh god, we better get ready or we'll be in for a very rude awakening.' Harry remarked.
Ron nodded and stood up. 'Must be on my way, see you later Harry. Take care Gin. Oh and ya'll are invited over for dinner at our place. Bring Will along.' Ron said before disapparating.
Harry went up to get his stuff before leaving for the office. After planting a quick kiss on Ginny's cheek, he disapparated to the office.
When he got there, he was surprised to see Draco Malfoy in his office. Harry and Draco finally laid aside their differences and became close friends and colleagues. Harry thought that the reason why Draco and he finally became friends was because his father had been killed during the battle with Voldemort and Draco was finally free from his father's tyrannical rule.
'Hey Draco, what's up?' Harry said to the wizard in front of him.
'We got a problem, the Aurors reported a break-out at Azkaban and the you know what escaped.' Draco said in an apprehensive voice.
'Oh no, do you know where they went?' he asked Draco.
Draco nodded. 'They went to him.'
'We better inform the ministry about this because you know that this is not going to be good. How did it happen anyway?' asked Harry.
'Apparently, there was a guard working at Azkaban that was part of the Anubis sect. He laid the Imperious curse on the guards before releasing the prisoners and escorting them to him.' explained Draco.
'Tell Ron immediately and tell me what his decision is. Tell him not to let this leak out or there'll be an uproar.' Harry said.
Draco nodded and disappeared. Harry knew that it was impossible to keep news of this magnitude away from the press for more than a few days. He didn't want another taste of Fudge getting criticized after he kept the news of Voldemort's return away from the press for over a year.
Harry spent the rest of the day doing a few things before heading back home. It had indeed been an interesting yet stressful day for him and all he needed was his family and his bed.
He apparated home and went to take a bath before having some dinner with Virginia and Will before going up to sleep.
That night, he had a nightmare that he wasn't soon to forget.
He was walking along a dark corridor that was illuminated by torches that had red flames in them. There were voices in the distance and he was determined to find out who resided in the distance. He walked faster and finally reached a black oak door. It was partially closed and a sliver of light filtered through the gap. He was careful not to touch the door and listened intently to the conversation. He was shocked to hear Lucius Malfoy's voice.
'Master, we thank you for breaking us out of that hell hole. We crave to know what your plans are.' Lucius Malfoy was heard saying. 'In due time, my friend. You will play a big part in the upcoming battle against those fools and will be able to exact your revenge against them.' A high, cold voice was heard to say.
Harry was about to back away from the door when it suddenly flung open with a ferocity that he was thrown back.
'Well, well, well. What do we have here.' Lucius said wickedly.
Harry screamed and he knew no more...
Author's Note: Even though I said Lucius was dead, it's a dream and anything is possible so there is no mistake. Read and review and tell me what you think. Cheers!
Chapter 1: The way it was and is
Harry awoke with a start, not from the scar on his forehead that made him famous, but because someone was calling to him. He turned around to see William, his son, trying to wake him up. He was the spitting image of Harry. He had unruly hair, dazzling green eyes and had a thirst for excitement.
Harry had been married to Virginia Weasley for twelve years and loved her with all the goodness that he had in his heart. He remembered that night twelve years ago when he had vanquished Voldemort once and for all with the help of the Order of the Phoenix. His followers, the Death Eaters, were disbanded and placed in Azkaban prison. However, more trouble was to come.
Rumors spread throughout the wizarding world that there was another Dark Lord in it's midst. A mysterious Transylvanian wizard had taken control of the country's power and was bent on world domination. Harry, together with the Ministry, now under Ron Weasley, the new Minister of Magic, and the Order were working together to try and prevent the Lord's plans from taking place.
Just like Voldemort, the mysterious lord managed to gain supporters quickly and began a scuffle that had erupted into a full-scale war in Transylvania. Thousands lay dead and the economy was in shambles. The parliament was ousted by force and was taken over by the Lord's henchmen, the Anubis sect.
Harry worked in the Department of International Relations, which was set up after the downfall of Voldemort so as to bring the countries of the world closer. It now seemed that it would be essential to get through the imminent dark times that were ahead.
Harry asked his son what the matter was and was told that Ron was in the kitchen waiting for him. Harry then quickly got out of bed and went to shower before heading down to meet Ron.
Ron, ever the hungry one, was seated at the table and was tucking into a plate of Virginia's special recipe pancakes. 'Good morning Virginia, Minister.' Harry smirked. Ron looked up at Harry and returned the smirk. Harry had been teasing Ron ever since he had gotten the job but Ron didn't think anything about it as he too thought that it was funny. Ron was married to Hermione, who taught Transfiguration at Hogwarts.
'Harry, we've got a problem. We sent two negotiators over to Transylvania so as to negotiate with Lord Samedi and ask for a truce. He refused and sent them back.' Ron said with a mouthful of pancakes. Virginia giggled. 'What's wrong with that?' asked Harry who was listening intently.
'He sent their remains back in matchboxes.' Muttered Ron darkly.
Harry was horrified at that. It seemed that this Dark Lord was beginning to look even worse than Voldemort was. Harry shelved his thoughts and returned to the conversation.
'So, what are you going to do now?' he asked.
'Nothing, nothing at all.'
'Nothing?'
'Absolutely nothing. It's too dangerous and I don't want to risk the lives of anyone else. You do know that he'll eventually attack, don't you?' Ron said.
Harry nodded. ' We need to get our forces in place just in case he strikes. Have your agents reported back with any word about his activities?' he said.
'They say that he's building up forces so as to take over. Not just any forces. Dementors, werewolves, vampires, giants, trolls and even dragons.' said Ron in a whisper.
'Oh god, we better get ready or we'll be in for a very rude awakening.' Harry remarked.
Ron nodded and stood up. 'Must be on my way, see you later Harry. Take care Gin. Oh and ya'll are invited over for dinner at our place. Bring Will along.' Ron said before disapparating.
Harry went up to get his stuff before leaving for the office. After planting a quick kiss on Ginny's cheek, he disapparated to the office.
When he got there, he was surprised to see Draco Malfoy in his office. Harry and Draco finally laid aside their differences and became close friends and colleagues. Harry thought that the reason why Draco and he finally became friends was because his father had been killed during the battle with Voldemort and Draco was finally free from his father's tyrannical rule.
'Hey Draco, what's up?' Harry said to the wizard in front of him.
'We got a problem, the Aurors reported a break-out at Azkaban and the you know what escaped.' Draco said in an apprehensive voice.
'Oh no, do you know where they went?' he asked Draco.
Draco nodded. 'They went to him.'
'We better inform the ministry about this because you know that this is not going to be good. How did it happen anyway?' asked Harry.
'Apparently, there was a guard working at Azkaban that was part of the Anubis sect. He laid the Imperious curse on the guards before releasing the prisoners and escorting them to him.' explained Draco.
'Tell Ron immediately and tell me what his decision is. Tell him not to let this leak out or there'll be an uproar.' Harry said.
Draco nodded and disappeared. Harry knew that it was impossible to keep news of this magnitude away from the press for more than a few days. He didn't want another taste of Fudge getting criticized after he kept the news of Voldemort's return away from the press for over a year.
Harry spent the rest of the day doing a few things before heading back home. It had indeed been an interesting yet stressful day for him and all he needed was his family and his bed.
He apparated home and went to take a bath before having some dinner with Virginia and Will before going up to sleep.
That night, he had a nightmare that he wasn't soon to forget.
He was walking along a dark corridor that was illuminated by torches that had red flames in them. There were voices in the distance and he was determined to find out who resided in the distance. He walked faster and finally reached a black oak door. It was partially closed and a sliver of light filtered through the gap. He was careful not to touch the door and listened intently to the conversation. He was shocked to hear Lucius Malfoy's voice.
'Master, we thank you for breaking us out of that hell hole. We crave to know what your plans are.' Lucius Malfoy was heard saying. 'In due time, my friend. You will play a big part in the upcoming battle against those fools and will be able to exact your revenge against them.' A high, cold voice was heard to say.
Harry was about to back away from the door when it suddenly flung open with a ferocity that he was thrown back.
'Well, well, well. What do we have here.' Lucius said wickedly.
Harry screamed and he knew no more...
Author's Note: Even though I said Lucius was dead, it's a dream and anything is possible so there is no mistake. Read and review and tell me what you think. Cheers!