Disclaimer: Only Cara
Thanks to:
Elrohir Lover: Ah I used to get detentions but teachers were generally more amused by me then annoyed. I'm the single student that successfully poked themselves in the eye during a boring lesson one time...brings new meaning to the term 'extreme measures doesn't it'? Anyway, I think Draco would agree with you lol.
Passionflower: Aye, exams are crappy but it's only an Art practical. I need to get a ton of preparation work together though (which sucks 'cause I'm useless with research academically lol. Anyway, let the excitement begin.
Kitty254781: Ah (takes a bow) the best kind of laughter there is Lmao! And don't worry, I know you reviewers have busy lives so I never take it personally if someone doesn't review for a while (You guys seem to apologise for that a lot, it's ok lol. Just knowing you're enjoying the fic is good enough for me).
Hp-Azn: uh uh, no there's something in here you're going to like Lmao.
Sykoticstalker27: Lmao Aye that he is, and the Death Eaters aren't going to know what hit them. You'd think they'd learn after the Second Wizard War.
Arigazi: Tell me about, I'm usually thinking the same thing. I mean he's supposed to be this world saviour but he just seems so...normal wizard like. Except when he goes on those huge adventures. Sure his courageous side kicks in but even then it's just using his cunning. So I felt, let's give him that power he's very much deserved lol.
Chapter 32 – Judgement day
Harry tightened the final strap on his boots before placing his bent leg back onto the floor of the Auror changing rooms. He looked around and saw Tonks solemnly fixing her forearm guard into place as she stared off to a blank space on the wall. The rest of Tiphareth silently dressed into their BattleRobes and the Order members that were fighting were being handed spare suits.
The young Captain then looked to the right of him where Cara was sat on the bench, knee bent up so his foot was resting on the bench with him and he was clicking the straps on his boots into place.
"Cara..." He whispered and the blonde looked up at him, a smile fixed into place as he gazed into those worried peridot eyes.
"Yes?" He whispered back hoarsely as Harry moved to kneel in front of him, his hands resting on the blonde's knees.
"Are you sure you won't stay behind at Grimmauld Place? Hermione could really need some help there and..." Cara placed a finger to his spouse's lips to stop the same excuses he'd heard the night before.
"I'm fighting with you Harry. You can keep trying to find a paradox to force me to stay but in the end even that isn't going to stop me. This is my battle too."
The animagi looked up at him woefully until he suddenly leant up and placed a searing kiss on the werewolf's lips. Pulling back he pressed their foreheads together.
"No matter what, don't die for me ok? My parents did that, Sirius did that...don't be sacrifice number four ok?" He asked quietly and Cara reached up to run his hands through the ebony looks as he watched the pained look flitter across Harry's face.
"I can't make that promise." The werewolf whispered back honestly and Harry clenched his eyes shut. He opened them again as he placed another kiss on the pink lips before him.
"We should go over the strategies one last time." Came the voice of Albus Dumbledore who stood beside Commander Dagda. The Commander slowly beckoned the group closer to go over a plan he'd drawn on a board behind him.
Harry remained where he was, clasping Cara's hand tightly in his as he silently mouthed along with the Commander...he'd heard the plan so many times now. They were to use the element of surprise, British Wizard intelligence having given them this opportunity after they discovered that the remaining Death Eaters were located in Malfoy Manor.
From there one group, Tiphareth, was to distract from the front as the Order moved in from the back. The orders were to catch and detain but...but they were to use drastic measures should the situation arise. These were experienced killers and they were not to forget this, despite the absence of Voldermort.
"Ok Gentlemen and Women...you better grow some bronze balls because we're on our way." Dagda gave an incline of his head as everyone moved into their respectable groups. Harry moved to stand beside his team as Cara moved to stand beside the Order. Remus clasped a hand on the younger werewolf's shoulder as he watched the exchange between the two lovers silently. He prayed to every deity that he knew to protect them...to not do what it did to him.
"Tiphareth, ride!" Dagda barked and various loud cracks were echoed off the walls as each member began to apparate, the loud snaps causing Cara to blink but he never took his gaze off of his husband who was the last to disappear in a loud powerful crack of green flame.
(Malfoy Manor)
The waning moon provided the only form of light as the Auror's silently stalked towards the looming manor. Harry bent low as he ran until he crouched behind a bush, Clay stopping behind him as the Captain turned his head to his right. He caught sight of Tonks and Frank so he began to initiate commands with a series of hand movements. The Pink haired witch nodded once before she and Frank moved off once more to get closer.
Edgar and Marie stealthily moved to hide behind a large statue of a bronze dragon as they slipped their wands out. Kiki moved to a smaller statue just before them crouching low.
"We need to get closer without giving ourselves away...not just yet." Harry muttered to Clay but before he could move he heard a shout...it came from a distance...the back of the Manor.
"Sounds like the Order's here. Guess they were spotted sooner then we hoped." Clay whispered back as they all began to shuffle closer. Suddenly struck with an idea Harry turned, informing the man of his idea before he shifted into Caerleon and charged towards the Manor in his sleek white wolf form. He made it up the steps, running past the rest of the group until he was able to stick his wolf head through the door. He must have entered the front entrance to the main Hall as he watched two more Death Eaters run out the back doors where a great commotion of a fight could be heard.
Backing out for a moment he gave Tonks a meaningful look causing her to give the order to move onwards. Shifting back into his human form Harry lead the group through so that they could come up behind the Death Eaters through the main doors.
Wands drawn the group moved forward, barging through the main doors with a cry, startling the enemies as they came up behind them, firing off hexes at the same time as the Order shooting them from the front.
Cara ducked as another shooting red light flew past him before he fired back with a similar spell, hitting the large man squarely in the chest. However another Death Eater merely took his place but this no longer mattered. The werewolf was so full of adrenaline that he could feel everything pulsating around him.
Harry could feel the throb of the Green Flame in him aching to get out but he kept chanting ("Not yet, not now") as the energy began to burn. He was acutely aware of the wolf strength of his lover now releasing itself raw, untamed and it proved to act like ecstasy to the phoenix within.
"Potter!" The animagi whipped round and instantly hatred bubbled within him like bile. Bellatrix stood before him, wand drawn at her side, black hair partially covering her face and a wicked grin on her blood red lips.
"I've looked forward to this day...I took one Animagi down, shouldn't be difficult for you." She lunged forward with a bitter scream the same time Harry charged forwards.
Cara whipped round as he heard the scream to find his husband ("My mate" Inari screamed from within him) battling with the mad woman. Spell after spell was thrown ferociously at one another as the woman screamed her pleasure at the fight, a sneer of purest hatred fixed on Harry's beautiful face.
A green light narrowly missed the werewolf as he used his Lycan reflexes to dodge it. Still using the great speed he moved in a blur to stand behind the caster as he twisted the man's arm up behind him and snapping it with a satisfying crack.
He took a spinning kick to the man's head then knocking the sobbing man unconscious. The amber in his eyes burned now like molten gold and his pupils had dilated in the effect of the burning courage raging in him.
He moved to stand before Remus who was fending off two Death Eaters and noticed that the older wolf too had surfaced. They stood back to back, turning in a circle as they threw various spells out all over the place.
Harry felt the flame scratching at his surface now, his eyes now taking on a cat like glow as he gritted his teeth, sending another stunning spell at the witch cackling in front of him.
"You're pathetic Potter! You couldn't save your Godfather and now you fail to protect the Order!" She spat as he dodged another Avada Kedavra.
"I believe that it is the Death Eaters who are falling Lestrange, Look around you! Your War is lost!" He hissed back as finally he heard the sharp whistle of Fawkes sound in the distance...his signal.
("Finally!").
He stood straight-backed as he lowered his arms to his side, closing his eyes momentarily. Bellatrix thought she had found her opening but when she cast her hex it simply hit an invisible shield that glimmered silver for a moment before returning to its transparent state.
Harry suddenly jerked his head up and a great screech of the phoenix filled the night sky. His eyes burned a toxic green before he suddenly burst into flames and once more in his place stood the brilliant green phoenix. Bellatrix's mouth opened in silent horror as the impressive bird glared down at her before quick as lighting flew through her, drawing the life out of her and causing her now deceased body to crumple to the ground.
The bird opened its mouth in a great soul-piercing cry as it flew around the fields, casting protection shields in front of the Order and Auror members.
Cara watched transfixed as the bird flew over him in a brilliant warm wind. He never noticed Lucius Malfoy kneel beside the body of his dead sister-in- law, never saw him look up sharply at the great flame and never saw him fix his loathe tainted face upon the transfixed werewolf...he never saw the dagger drawn from the robe belt...
...But Harry did.
Screeching filled the air as Harry soared in a loop to reach Cara in time, watching with his eyes wide as Malfoy threw the dagger causing it to whistle through the air at his beloved.
He changed halfway through landing, the flames turning into the cloak surrounding him and pushed Cara forcefully to one side.
The werewolf landed on his front and turned just in time to see the silver dagger embed itself within Harry's chest. The final screeches of the great phoenix filled the air and the look of fear crossed his husband's face.
Cara finally understood his nightmare.
"NO!" He screamed, the sound tearing at his throat as he jumped up. He ran forwards just in time to catch the slumping body of his lover before he collapsed on his knees.
He never saw when Remus and Tonks flew at Lucius, fighting him together as he shouted like a mad man.
Cara clutched Harry to him as the animagi kept opening and closing his mouth to say something but only great heaving breaths were coming out.
"Harry no, no." He sobbed as he rocked with his husband clutched to his chest. Harry's hand moved up to grip the handle of the dagger before he pulled it out with a grunt of pain. The werewolf gave a little cry for his mate as he quickly and rather clumsily placed a hand over the wound to stop the over flowing blood taking away the precious life he couldn't live without. He frantically turned his head behind him, tears streaming down his face.
"Someone, for Goddess sakes HELP HIM!" He screamed as his body was overcome with body-raking sobs. He could vaguely see mediwitches running towards them but he soon turned back to the beautiful man in his arms. A trickle of blood slipped down the corner of Harry's mouth and Cara sobbed harder.
"Don't you die, don't you leave me, don't you fucking leave me do you here?" He said, his face scrunching up in raw pain as Harry's hand slowly reached up to cup his cheek, the warm blood now tainting his skin.
Harry mouthed three words at him before his eyes flickered shut, Cara's great shout of pain filling the air.
(TBC)
An: I soooo know I'm going to get hurt but pft, please, as if this is the end...hold onto your seats people and have faith in old Athena...I'm actually rather proverbially shitting myself at the reviews I'll get from this Lmao!
Thanks to:
Elrohir Lover: Ah I used to get detentions but teachers were generally more amused by me then annoyed. I'm the single student that successfully poked themselves in the eye during a boring lesson one time...brings new meaning to the term 'extreme measures doesn't it'? Anyway, I think Draco would agree with you lol.
Passionflower: Aye, exams are crappy but it's only an Art practical. I need to get a ton of preparation work together though (which sucks 'cause I'm useless with research academically lol. Anyway, let the excitement begin.
Kitty254781: Ah (takes a bow) the best kind of laughter there is Lmao! And don't worry, I know you reviewers have busy lives so I never take it personally if someone doesn't review for a while (You guys seem to apologise for that a lot, it's ok lol. Just knowing you're enjoying the fic is good enough for me).
Hp-Azn: uh uh, no there's something in here you're going to like Lmao.
Sykoticstalker27: Lmao Aye that he is, and the Death Eaters aren't going to know what hit them. You'd think they'd learn after the Second Wizard War.
Arigazi: Tell me about, I'm usually thinking the same thing. I mean he's supposed to be this world saviour but he just seems so...normal wizard like. Except when he goes on those huge adventures. Sure his courageous side kicks in but even then it's just using his cunning. So I felt, let's give him that power he's very much deserved lol.
Chapter 32 – Judgement day
Harry tightened the final strap on his boots before placing his bent leg back onto the floor of the Auror changing rooms. He looked around and saw Tonks solemnly fixing her forearm guard into place as she stared off to a blank space on the wall. The rest of Tiphareth silently dressed into their BattleRobes and the Order members that were fighting were being handed spare suits.
The young Captain then looked to the right of him where Cara was sat on the bench, knee bent up so his foot was resting on the bench with him and he was clicking the straps on his boots into place.
"Cara..." He whispered and the blonde looked up at him, a smile fixed into place as he gazed into those worried peridot eyes.
"Yes?" He whispered back hoarsely as Harry moved to kneel in front of him, his hands resting on the blonde's knees.
"Are you sure you won't stay behind at Grimmauld Place? Hermione could really need some help there and..." Cara placed a finger to his spouse's lips to stop the same excuses he'd heard the night before.
"I'm fighting with you Harry. You can keep trying to find a paradox to force me to stay but in the end even that isn't going to stop me. This is my battle too."
The animagi looked up at him woefully until he suddenly leant up and placed a searing kiss on the werewolf's lips. Pulling back he pressed their foreheads together.
"No matter what, don't die for me ok? My parents did that, Sirius did that...don't be sacrifice number four ok?" He asked quietly and Cara reached up to run his hands through the ebony looks as he watched the pained look flitter across Harry's face.
"I can't make that promise." The werewolf whispered back honestly and Harry clenched his eyes shut. He opened them again as he placed another kiss on the pink lips before him.
"We should go over the strategies one last time." Came the voice of Albus Dumbledore who stood beside Commander Dagda. The Commander slowly beckoned the group closer to go over a plan he'd drawn on a board behind him.
Harry remained where he was, clasping Cara's hand tightly in his as he silently mouthed along with the Commander...he'd heard the plan so many times now. They were to use the element of surprise, British Wizard intelligence having given them this opportunity after they discovered that the remaining Death Eaters were located in Malfoy Manor.
From there one group, Tiphareth, was to distract from the front as the Order moved in from the back. The orders were to catch and detain but...but they were to use drastic measures should the situation arise. These were experienced killers and they were not to forget this, despite the absence of Voldermort.
"Ok Gentlemen and Women...you better grow some bronze balls because we're on our way." Dagda gave an incline of his head as everyone moved into their respectable groups. Harry moved to stand beside his team as Cara moved to stand beside the Order. Remus clasped a hand on the younger werewolf's shoulder as he watched the exchange between the two lovers silently. He prayed to every deity that he knew to protect them...to not do what it did to him.
"Tiphareth, ride!" Dagda barked and various loud cracks were echoed off the walls as each member began to apparate, the loud snaps causing Cara to blink but he never took his gaze off of his husband who was the last to disappear in a loud powerful crack of green flame.
(Malfoy Manor)
The waning moon provided the only form of light as the Auror's silently stalked towards the looming manor. Harry bent low as he ran until he crouched behind a bush, Clay stopping behind him as the Captain turned his head to his right. He caught sight of Tonks and Frank so he began to initiate commands with a series of hand movements. The Pink haired witch nodded once before she and Frank moved off once more to get closer.
Edgar and Marie stealthily moved to hide behind a large statue of a bronze dragon as they slipped their wands out. Kiki moved to a smaller statue just before them crouching low.
"We need to get closer without giving ourselves away...not just yet." Harry muttered to Clay but before he could move he heard a shout...it came from a distance...the back of the Manor.
"Sounds like the Order's here. Guess they were spotted sooner then we hoped." Clay whispered back as they all began to shuffle closer. Suddenly struck with an idea Harry turned, informing the man of his idea before he shifted into Caerleon and charged towards the Manor in his sleek white wolf form. He made it up the steps, running past the rest of the group until he was able to stick his wolf head through the door. He must have entered the front entrance to the main Hall as he watched two more Death Eaters run out the back doors where a great commotion of a fight could be heard.
Backing out for a moment he gave Tonks a meaningful look causing her to give the order to move onwards. Shifting back into his human form Harry lead the group through so that they could come up behind the Death Eaters through the main doors.
Wands drawn the group moved forward, barging through the main doors with a cry, startling the enemies as they came up behind them, firing off hexes at the same time as the Order shooting them from the front.
Cara ducked as another shooting red light flew past him before he fired back with a similar spell, hitting the large man squarely in the chest. However another Death Eater merely took his place but this no longer mattered. The werewolf was so full of adrenaline that he could feel everything pulsating around him.
Harry could feel the throb of the Green Flame in him aching to get out but he kept chanting ("Not yet, not now") as the energy began to burn. He was acutely aware of the wolf strength of his lover now releasing itself raw, untamed and it proved to act like ecstasy to the phoenix within.
"Potter!" The animagi whipped round and instantly hatred bubbled within him like bile. Bellatrix stood before him, wand drawn at her side, black hair partially covering her face and a wicked grin on her blood red lips.
"I've looked forward to this day...I took one Animagi down, shouldn't be difficult for you." She lunged forward with a bitter scream the same time Harry charged forwards.
Cara whipped round as he heard the scream to find his husband ("My mate" Inari screamed from within him) battling with the mad woman. Spell after spell was thrown ferociously at one another as the woman screamed her pleasure at the fight, a sneer of purest hatred fixed on Harry's beautiful face.
A green light narrowly missed the werewolf as he used his Lycan reflexes to dodge it. Still using the great speed he moved in a blur to stand behind the caster as he twisted the man's arm up behind him and snapping it with a satisfying crack.
He took a spinning kick to the man's head then knocking the sobbing man unconscious. The amber in his eyes burned now like molten gold and his pupils had dilated in the effect of the burning courage raging in him.
He moved to stand before Remus who was fending off two Death Eaters and noticed that the older wolf too had surfaced. They stood back to back, turning in a circle as they threw various spells out all over the place.
Harry felt the flame scratching at his surface now, his eyes now taking on a cat like glow as he gritted his teeth, sending another stunning spell at the witch cackling in front of him.
"You're pathetic Potter! You couldn't save your Godfather and now you fail to protect the Order!" She spat as he dodged another Avada Kedavra.
"I believe that it is the Death Eaters who are falling Lestrange, Look around you! Your War is lost!" He hissed back as finally he heard the sharp whistle of Fawkes sound in the distance...his signal.
("Finally!").
He stood straight-backed as he lowered his arms to his side, closing his eyes momentarily. Bellatrix thought she had found her opening but when she cast her hex it simply hit an invisible shield that glimmered silver for a moment before returning to its transparent state.
Harry suddenly jerked his head up and a great screech of the phoenix filled the night sky. His eyes burned a toxic green before he suddenly burst into flames and once more in his place stood the brilliant green phoenix. Bellatrix's mouth opened in silent horror as the impressive bird glared down at her before quick as lighting flew through her, drawing the life out of her and causing her now deceased body to crumple to the ground.
The bird opened its mouth in a great soul-piercing cry as it flew around the fields, casting protection shields in front of the Order and Auror members.
Cara watched transfixed as the bird flew over him in a brilliant warm wind. He never noticed Lucius Malfoy kneel beside the body of his dead sister-in- law, never saw him look up sharply at the great flame and never saw him fix his loathe tainted face upon the transfixed werewolf...he never saw the dagger drawn from the robe belt...
...But Harry did.
Screeching filled the air as Harry soared in a loop to reach Cara in time, watching with his eyes wide as Malfoy threw the dagger causing it to whistle through the air at his beloved.
He changed halfway through landing, the flames turning into the cloak surrounding him and pushed Cara forcefully to one side.
The werewolf landed on his front and turned just in time to see the silver dagger embed itself within Harry's chest. The final screeches of the great phoenix filled the air and the look of fear crossed his husband's face.
Cara finally understood his nightmare.
"NO!" He screamed, the sound tearing at his throat as he jumped up. He ran forwards just in time to catch the slumping body of his lover before he collapsed on his knees.
He never saw when Remus and Tonks flew at Lucius, fighting him together as he shouted like a mad man.
Cara clutched Harry to him as the animagi kept opening and closing his mouth to say something but only great heaving breaths were coming out.
"Harry no, no." He sobbed as he rocked with his husband clutched to his chest. Harry's hand moved up to grip the handle of the dagger before he pulled it out with a grunt of pain. The werewolf gave a little cry for his mate as he quickly and rather clumsily placed a hand over the wound to stop the over flowing blood taking away the precious life he couldn't live without. He frantically turned his head behind him, tears streaming down his face.
"Someone, for Goddess sakes HELP HIM!" He screamed as his body was overcome with body-raking sobs. He could vaguely see mediwitches running towards them but he soon turned back to the beautiful man in his arms. A trickle of blood slipped down the corner of Harry's mouth and Cara sobbed harder.
"Don't you die, don't you leave me, don't you fucking leave me do you here?" He said, his face scrunching up in raw pain as Harry's hand slowly reached up to cup his cheek, the warm blood now tainting his skin.
Harry mouthed three words at him before his eyes flickered shut, Cara's great shout of pain filling the air.
(TBC)
An: I soooo know I'm going to get hurt but pft, please, as if this is the end...hold onto your seats people and have faith in old Athena...I'm actually rather proverbially shitting myself at the reviews I'll get from this Lmao!