The next two months turned out to be the most hectic Hogwarts had ever seen, not only for Harry but the entire student body. All dark creatures were alerted to be flocking to Voldemort like migrating birds; the only things left to Dumbledore were a handful of werewolves, any dragons Charlie had come into contact with and the contents of the Forbidden Forest. That and the Order was hardly anything when compared to the vast forces Voldemort had allied to him.
"Everything is ready my Lord?" Pettigrew trembled as he stood before his dominating master, bent over and shaking like a lead. He squeaked, his voice having cracked from fear, when Voldemort lade a hand on his head.
"Good," hissed the Dark Lord, his deformed tongue whipping out to lick his lips in anxious anticipation.
"May I," Pettigrew's voice died out as his master's fingers tightened in his greying hair, scraping his scalp painfully with uncommonly sharp, pointed nails.
"May you what, Pettigrew?" Voldemort hissed, amusement tickling his tone as he used his hand to force Pettigrew to his knees. There was a harsh click of unused muscle coming sharply into contact with a hard surface. Tears sprang at the edges of the watery blue eyes and the once mousy brown, now tainted grey, hair was thinning daily and Pettigrew had balled patches hear and there.
"Leave sir?" Pettigrew whimpered; his eyes tightly closed as the Dark Lord lifted his face, Pettigrew gave a violent spasm when he felt the tip of a wand pressed to the pulsing vein in his neck.
"Yes Pettigrew," a twisted smile crawled across Voldemort's lips as he put pressure on Pettigrew's neck with the tip of his wand.
"Now please sir?" Pettigrew asked cracking his eyes open and glancing fearfully at his master,
"Yes Pettigrew," the voice was eerily calm and so frighteningly soft, "now," the smirk grew wider, "Avada Kedavra!"
There was a brilliant flash, the deadly white fingers uncurled, small tendrils of hair floated down as their master was blasted backwards. He smashed into the far wall and slid down the unforgiving ground, his shoulders were hunched and his head lolled alarmingly to one side. His eyes were shut, they would never open again.
"Warner," the Lord snapped and another servant rushed to his master's aid, "get me my diary."
"Yes my Lord," and then 'Warner' was gone.
The Dark Lord sat there in his chair content, his army would not be beat, and soon, soon he would have what he should never have lost, what he had been seeing to have ever since Harry Potter stole it from his grasp. Eternal youth, that was his goal and then, then he would advance upon Hogwarts, the only safe place left in the whole of the Wizarding World.
When that school, Dumbledore and the only one who really opposed him; Harry Potter, were out of the way what was to stop him from taking everything away? Nothing, he would destroy muggles and enslave wizards; the only ones that would be protected from his dark hand would be his loyal followers.
Voldemort laughed, "It won't be long and then," he looked up, a maniacal grin on his face, "it'll be my world, and mine alone!"
---Hogwarts---
"Harry," he felt someone shaking him, "Harry, come on!" Come on? Come on where? "Harry!" there was a shoat followed by a particularly violent shake and he sat up, perspiration running in torrents from his brow and down his back from between his shoulder blades.
"Yeh," he said in a daze, only half conscious, the only half of his subconscious still picturing the grotesque image of the metamorphic body of Lord Voldemort, "what's wrong?"
"You drifted off on us mate," Dean called form were he had his arm casually slung around a blushing Parvati.
"Did I?" Harry opted to play dumb; there was no need to worry his full-hearted friends about this, what harm could it do anyway?
"Yeh," Hermione replied, she felt his forehead gingerly, "you're running a fever, maybe you should see Madame Pomfrey," she suggested but Harry shook his head.
"No," he made to stand, "I think I go to bed," a wave of dizziness swept over him, his world span and his knees buckle, Usagi shot up to catch him mid fall.
His eyes rolled and she smiled at him, "I'll take him," she said, she slung one of Harry's arms around her neck and half dragged, half lead the disorientated boy up to his dorm.
"I could have got up here on my own," Harry said, his glasses askew.
"Would you rather I hadn't helped?" Usagi asked as Harry sat on his bed and pulled off his Hogwarts robes revealing grey trousers, a white shirt and a gold and red tie.
"No," they both smiled, Usagi blushed and looked away when Harry pulled off his trousers.
"What's the matter? Never seen a guys boxers before?" he laughed but she refused to look. Harry shook his head and took his shirt and tie off leaving him in only boxers, he swung himself fully onto the bed, pulling up the covers, he fluffed up his pillows against the headboard and leaned back into the soft, cold embrace. "You can look now."
She turned, gasped and blushed harder, he smirked, "What? Not like what you see?"
"No," she faltered, "It's…n-not that," she stammered, "Oh Harry put your shirt back on!"
"I can't get it," he gave her puppy dog eyes and pointed at his crumpled shirt on the floor laying beside the bed. She walked over; sticking her tongue out on the way, Harry to bite the air in front of him and Usagi blushed even more. I must look like a tomato!
"Here," she said hurriedly thrusting at him.
"Thanks," he smirked, grabbed her wrist and pulled, she screamed as she topples over landing sprawled across his lap. She struggled up to find herself seated between his sprayed legs. "Yum," he said and licked his lips.
"Harry," Usagi scolded hitting his arm playfully.
"What?" he smiled, one of his hands reached up to cup her face, "I love you; did you know that?"
She shook her head smiling, "No, but I do now," she was closer to him now, her warm hands on his chest, "I love you too," closer…
"That's good to know," and then it happened, a spark of electricity sent erratic shockwaves through her veins as her body responded to the light stimulation.
They broke apart, "Harry I," she faltered as he put a gentle finger to her lips.
"Ssh," he rolled them both over and brought her beneath the sheets so she was lying next to him, "sleep now," his arms slipped around her waist and his head rested on her chest.
She sighed gently and closed her eyes as he did too.
---Two days later---
The school was oddly quite and subdued, terrible things had shaken the very foundations of the place and now, now only half the school remained. All of Slytherin house, a handful of Hufflepuff, two thirds of Ravenclaw and ten Gryffindors has disappeared the day before. This mourning there was an article in the Daily Prophet of a mass Death Eater attack on Diagon Alley and the Ministry lay in ruins, a thousand wizards and witches killed, several more injured, some missing, it had been a disaster.
To make things worse Ron and Ginny were in hysterics due tot eh fact that they hadn't heard from any of their family and Dumbledore knew as much as they did. Harry and Hermione tried to keep them happy but kept failing, although Hermione would never give up Harry was about to. Usagi had her hands full trying to keep his hopes up, let alone her own and Hikage had disappeared.
---A couple of hours later---
"Legilimens," the spell hit Harry square in the chest and as soon as the familiar images began to fly before his mind his pushed them away and hurled Snape out of his mind.
"Well done Harry," Lupin applauded from the sidelines as the Potion's master climbed to his fee tin the background, "You've improved tremendously." However Harry wasn't listening to Lupin, but instead found himself concentrating on the smiling face of his beautiful girlfriend, Usagi.
"Well done Harry," she said quietly and his heart fluttered, how could he have been so lucky to find someone like her? Her words of praise, although they were exactly the same, meant more to him than Lupin's.
"Concentrate boy," Snape snarled and although Harry turned to face the head of Slytherin the memory of Usagi's face remained clear in his mind.
Snape pulled back his wand.
The tip glowed.
The words fell from the black haired man's lips.
Then it happened.
There was a tremendous bang, the sound reverberated throughout the entire school and the building shook. Dust crumpled from the ceilings, tables, chairs and benches crashed in class rooms, papers lay everywhere but the magic that held the school in one piece stayed firm.
Usagi screamed, Lupin and Snape gave each horror struck faces and Harry ran to Usagi, taking her hand and dragging her out of the make shift training room; the x-potions classroom. Harry and Usagi raced through the halls to the main entrance, Lupin and Snape hot on their heels.
They all stopped in dismay at the sight of the large, once proud doors, of the entrance hall lying flat and broken on the dust covered ground. Students and teachers crowded on the stairs, the hallways and the balconies, Dumbledore appearing near Harry his wand drawn and his face stern, "It has begun."
Usagi gasped and Harry found himself thinking No, this is too soon, I'm not ready yet!
The dark shadows began to crowd at the entrance to the castle, Harry drew his wand, it was now or never.
"Take no prisoners and leave the boy to me," a deep, seductive voice called from within the darkness, Harry looked up in horror at the black haired, red eyed face of Tom Riddle.
Ron and Hermione moved forward, Ginny put a hand to her mouth as her blue eyes met Tom's red ones wait, he has blue eyes!, he smirked, she blinked and fell back into Colin whose camera lay forgotten.
Cho and her Ravenclaw friends, including Luna Lovegood, stood in a wand drawn cluster on Harry's right, the teachers to his left and the students of Hogwarts behind. Harry looked desperately over his shoulder as the seventh and sixth years pushed to the front moving the others back, first years were being hurriedly led away by ghosts, Peeves floating above, his sarcastic wit momentarily forgotten.
Harry shook his head, this was no army but it was all he had and then he realised that this was it, if he went down in this battle then so would the whole Wizarding world. He looked at Usagi standing beside him, wand drawn, he couldn't bear to see her hurt, "Usagi get out of here," he whispered.
She looked at him defiantly, "You would allow you friends to fight beside you, if you fight, I will fight beside you and if not that, then let me fight with you," she begged.
He nodded, "I understand."
They charged forward and everything seemed to be a dream, there were screams of pain, panicked commands, confident spells thrown everywhere and Harry found himself in the midst of it. It seemed to happen in slow motion, "Hello Harry Potter," he turned and his eyes met that of Voldemort, his eyes widened.
"You're not Riddle," Harry yelled shaking his head form side to side, anger flashing through his eyes.
"No," the other hissed, "No I'm not, you're very clever to notice Harry Potter," he drawled, Harry's teeth clenched and his grip on his wand intensified as he brought it up to point at…Voldemort.
"Who are you?" Harry demanded; his face contorted with determination.
"The ultimate lord of evil and darkness, or in other words…Lord Voldemort, you will die tonight Harry Potter," there was a roar and both boys looked up.
Black and dark purple and forest green dragons with leathering wings swooped down from atop the Astronomy tower. They roared and crashed to the ground, figures in dark armour with dark hair and eyes jumped form them, drew shining silver, mineral handled swords and began to slice through Death Eaters with amazing accuracy.
"God damn you Potter, impedimenta!" Harry didn't have time to react as the spell hit him in the stomach and made him hurtled backwards, but his grip on his wand never faltered.
"Rictusempra," Harry yelled, the red light jettisoned from his wand.
Tom dodged it but it gave Harry enough time to climb to his feet, "Imperio!"
Harry's mind began to fog Stand still Potter No! Stand still Harry No! Stay where you are and don't move NO! Let me kill you Potter Never! He mouth moved for him, "Crucio," the green sped form his wand and Tom's eyes widened as he fell to his knees gasping in pain.
"Stupefy," Harry called, but Tom waved the childish spell off, making to get up but Harry was faster, "Petrificus Totalus!" Tom dodged that spell too.
Their eyes locked, the sounds of the battle around them disappeared as Death Eaters, DA and shadows alike turned to watch the pair that would decide the fate of the world.
"Avada Kedavra!" the same spell, the same time, the same wands and yet two completely different people found themselves bound together by an unswayable green thread stronger than anything either had ever known and encased by a dome of absolute power.
"Hello again," drawled a voice she knew too well as two familiar arms slipped around her waist.
"Get off Zabini," she growled her fingers twitching around the handle of her sword.
"You can't make me," he smirked against the pale skin of her neck.
"You bow to a human, you're a disgrace, you disgust me," she sneered and yet she couldn't prevent the shiver that went down her spine.
"Come with me," he pleaded.
"Never," she breathed.
"Then I will come with you," he bit her neck, she winced, "I will not let this go to waste," and then he disappeared, she looked around.
"You have no choice Zabini," she muttered to herself.
"Harry!" Usagi screamed over the din she made for him but Hermione held her back.
"No Usagi, don't go," Hermione looked at her pleadingly and Usagi could only look on as the sixteen year old boy carried out what no wizard had ever done or should ever have to do.
"Harry will win," Ron said trying to calm a hysterical Hermione.
"I know," Usagi replied, she tried to scream when she felt and hand go round her mouth and an arm her waist. Neither Ron nor Hermione noticed her kidnapping until she was gone and by then it was too late.
"That isn't Tom, Voldemort's controlling him," Ginny thought aloud t herself from where she stood, the Death Eaters were on one side and the DA were on another. The shadows were scattered at random intervals throughout both crowds yet no one seemed to notice them.
"What the," Usagi gasped when she was released she turned to see Hikage, "Hikage," she gasped again in astonishment.
"Harry needs you, you have to help him," she said desperately, "If you don't help he'll die."
"But Hermione said," Usagi trailed off at the look in Hikage's eyes. "Alright, what do I do?"
"Use the crystal your mother gave you, use your energy and channel it through the crystal tot eh dome, concentrate on Harry, the power will find him," Hikage instructed. Usagi nodded and took off for the dome to get a better aim.
"There doomed," Argon sneered coming up behind her.
"We've won," Hikage replied, "that girl is a stereotypical blonde, dumb," and they both laughed.
"You won't win Voldemort," Harry yelled.
"Won't I," they both stopped concentrating as they both heard a high pitched scream, it was Usagi, they was a brilliant flash of light from a crystal in her hands and it shot towards the dome.
"No!" Tom yelled as the light engulfed the dome and swept over them both.
"Albus," McGonagall cried.
"There is nothing we can do Minerva," Dumbledore said trying to keep his voice from cracking.
"It's all over form them," Argon commented.
"Let's get out of here," and so they did back to their world.
"What's going on?" Harry yelled, but he didn't here it, it was as though his voice wasn't there anymore. Brilliant colours flashed before his green eyes and very soon they were clouded by black as he collided hard with something hard.
"No!" he heard his own voice die out as the colours were splashed around him like spilt paint and suddenly he toppled backwards onto a stone cold floor and above him stood a girl of about thirteen dressed in a flowing purple dress holding a black staff at the top of with was a silver v-blade. It was with a shudder that he realised what it was; a glaive.
"Harry," she breathe; "No, what have I done?" Usagi cried into her hands as her love and his enemy disappeared into nothing and the Death Eaters surrendered, but it meant nothing to her. It was her fault Harry was gone; she would never see him again…
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...for now. But what has become of our Hero and Voldemort. What's the connection between Ginny and Tom, what will happen to Usagi now? What about Sirius, Hikage, Remus, Blaise, Snape and all those other supporting characters?
Trust me, this is only the beginning!
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"You are loyal to me correct?"
"Yes."
"Then I would like you to train them both."
"No."
"You said you were loyal."
"Loyal, yet not your servant I will train one and only one."
"I see."