Disclaimer: See chapter one.

Author's note: Thank you for all the reviews, I hope this story isn't too hard to understand and follow.

Harry couldn't look away, couldn't move, all his focus was on the plate in front of him. He forgot all about that he was in a room with a Griffin somewhere in the castle. All that matter to him was to look at himself in the surface of the bronze plate.

The other Harry raised the battle-axe and swang it at Voldemort before the other man could complete the spell he had started. Harry swung the axe again and Voldemort jumped back

"Silly boy do you think you can defeat the most powerful wizard in all history with a little axe," Voldemort teased smiling evilly at Harry.

"At least I don't have to hide behind my wand," Harry retorted circling Voldemort. He swung the axe as Voldemort raised his wand to cast another spell. The axe cut into the other man's robes but not his skin. Voldemort laughed evilly at the teenager.

"Is that the best you can do?" Voldemortt teased as he laughed at the younger man.

"No!" Harry shouted swinging the axe at Voldemort's shoulder. Voldemort was to slow to move this time and the axe bit deep into his arm. Harry pulled back for another swing as Voldemort stumbled back a step.

Harry swung the axe down and missed his target for his enemy had moved quickly to the right. Voldemort raised his wand and cast a spell at Harry. Harry was hit in the stomach with the spell and flew into the wall behind him, dropping the axe. Voldemort took a step forward then stopped as a spell encased him stopping him from moving.

Harry turned his head slightly to see Sirius holding out his wand keeping Voldemort in place. Harry slowly rose to his feet swaying a little.

"Harry, go!" Sirius shouted as sweat poured down his forehead as he tried to keep the spell in place. Harry shook his head and looked at where the axe had fallen, it flew to his hand as if it belonged there.

"Sirius I need to do this!" Harry shouted back to his godfather.

Harry focused on Voldemort and raised the axe that would end it all. The axe came down and hit air. Voldemort had broken Sirius spell and moved quickly to the left.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The surface of the plate went green as the Killing curse was cast. Harry blinked back tears, as he looked back to the plate to see them all dead Sirius, Dumbledore, Lupin and himself.

The only one still standing was Voldemort and he cackled with insane laughter, he had won.

The surface of the plate changed quickly from image to image of burnt and ruined Muggle streets and buildings. He saw the faces of people he loved disappear in horrific scenes. 'I can not let this happen and send the magical world back into darkness and terror,' Harry thought as he looked down at the plate.

Harry looked away from the plate and up at the Griffin towering above him.

"What can I do to change this?" Harry asked with hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

The Griffin looked hard at Harry then nodded its head, as if it approved of what it saw.

"You know your destiny," Forcallam declared. "Learn all you can for there is not much time. You can change your fate, it doesn't have to end in disaster."

The Griffin stood and so did Harry, it held out its clawed foot to Harry and there in the middle was a golden pendant.

"If you need my help hold this and I will know you need me." Forcallam told him. Harry reached out a shaking hand and took the pendent. It was slightly warm in his hand. He looked down and saw it was in the shape of the Griffin that stood in front of him.

"Why did you came to me?" Harry asked of the Griffin.

"I sensed that you were losing hope," Forcallam told him. "You and my fates are entwined, Harry Potter. You hold the fate of this world in your hand."

Harry looked up and into the beast's large yellow eyes and saw kindness and determination.

"Good luck Harry Potter," The Griffin said kindly to Harry before disappearing in a yellow mist that looked like fire.

Harry looked at where the Griffin had stood a minute ago. Harry looked around the plate was gone and the dust hadn't even moved. The only sign that the Griffin had been standing in front of him seconds before was the golden token he held in his hand, he now put that in his pocket and reached out a hand to open the door. It opened easily under his hand he turned around one more time before he walked out the door.

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