A/N: Please review. Im losing the will to write this!!!!
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It had been a month since the end of school. Harry was due back at school in 2 weeks. Over the last month his fortress had grown sufficiently larger.
Huge groups of giants and trolls were working to clear the area around Harry's keep.
Several watchtowers made from the wood of the newly excavated trees. Harry's forces had cleared a path leading to both sides of the forest. These were fortified with hidden traps, sniper perches and ambush ditches. Harry didn't want anybody interfering with his plan.
The lord of darkness currently sat on his throne atop the tower of shadows. The roof had been redesigned so it was covered with a diamond canopy. At night Harry would some times simply sit here and gaze out at the stars. Pondering his new empire, his new life, and his new destiny. But not tonight.
Tonight would be a time of planning. For when he went back to Hogwarts he would need to leave some one in charge of his army and land.
For he had to at least make an appearance at school. Not that he needed to learn anything. He probably knew more than all of the teachers combined.
The founders memories had proved, so useful to him. For he know knew more or less every charm, curse, potion and planet position there was.
But another reason was that Harry needed followers. An army of darkness.
Sure he had his monsters but what Harry needed was wizards. A magical elite force to overthrow the light side. An army of shadows…
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX The order meeting was in chaos. Scrap that it was in a total state of pandemonium.
Every member available was sited around the dining table discussing the latest developments in the war, namely Severus' suspected betrayal, Dumbledores death and Harrys disappearance.
Severus had of course been arrested. His trial had been yesterday. He had been sentenced to life in Azkaban.
Alastor Moody stood up from his place at the head of the table. He was the new head of the order as elected by Albus.
"Order, ORDER! Tonight you have been called here to discuss our new plan of action. Now Albus Dumbledore is gone Fudge will not listen to us! Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus stayed until the end of the meeting by which time the body had been already found by Minerva."
"I propose we break him out of their. We shall set up base in Hogwarts as Grimmauld place is no longer safe dude to the ministry knowing of our location. Azkaban is now guarded by Aurors. Aurors that are still training. It will be easy to storm and we will rescue Severus. I think it is time to declare our Order separate from the ministry! WHO IS WITH ME!"
And with that. The allegiance between the order of the phoenix and the British ministry of magic. Unknown to them, Harry was watching them through a specially modified pensive. It was only a matter of time until they would fall. Oh yes they would.
The light would be extinguished forever.
XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX Draconis Lucius Malfoy lay in bed thinking. Today had been his 17th birthday. Of course he had no party, no cake, of course there was presents. A viper. A huge 4-foot in length. He had named it Salem.
He had also received a long dagger with a hit embossed with a dragon motif. His father shouldn't have got him that. Draco smirked evilly before rolling up his pyjama sleeves and unsheathing the blade. The brought the blade down on his arm and cut a long thin gash into the currently unmarred skin. Again and again he slashed at his arm until he began to feel dizzy from blood loss.
Draco healed the cut with his wand. Also making sure to clean the bloody blankets.
He hated his life. Tomorrow his father would summon him for his initiation.
His initiation into the deatheaters.
Lucius was hell-bent on making his heir a deatheater, so that when the time came, Draco could take up his fathers position of 2nd in command. Commander of the darklord's armies.
But no. he didn't want to be someone weapon. He was his own master. Only one person could save him now.
"Potter" Draco spoke into the night "I need your help"
And in the dark confines of the forbidden forest. In the throne room.
Someone heard.
And that someone was Harry Potter.
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It had been a month since the end of school. Harry was due back at school in 2 weeks. Over the last month his fortress had grown sufficiently larger.
Huge groups of giants and trolls were working to clear the area around Harry's keep.
Several watchtowers made from the wood of the newly excavated trees. Harry's forces had cleared a path leading to both sides of the forest. These were fortified with hidden traps, sniper perches and ambush ditches. Harry didn't want anybody interfering with his plan.
The lord of darkness currently sat on his throne atop the tower of shadows. The roof had been redesigned so it was covered with a diamond canopy. At night Harry would some times simply sit here and gaze out at the stars. Pondering his new empire, his new life, and his new destiny. But not tonight.
Tonight would be a time of planning. For when he went back to Hogwarts he would need to leave some one in charge of his army and land.
For he had to at least make an appearance at school. Not that he needed to learn anything. He probably knew more than all of the teachers combined.
The founders memories had proved, so useful to him. For he know knew more or less every charm, curse, potion and planet position there was.
But another reason was that Harry needed followers. An army of darkness.
Sure he had his monsters but what Harry needed was wizards. A magical elite force to overthrow the light side. An army of shadows…
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX The order meeting was in chaos. Scrap that it was in a total state of pandemonium.
Every member available was sited around the dining table discussing the latest developments in the war, namely Severus' suspected betrayal, Dumbledores death and Harrys disappearance.
Severus had of course been arrested. His trial had been yesterday. He had been sentenced to life in Azkaban.
Alastor Moody stood up from his place at the head of the table. He was the new head of the order as elected by Albus.
"Order, ORDER! Tonight you have been called here to discuss our new plan of action. Now Albus Dumbledore is gone Fudge will not listen to us! Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus has been sentenced to life in Azkaban. We know that he is innocent for we were having a meeting that night and Severus stayed until the end of the meeting by which time the body had been already found by Minerva."
"I propose we break him out of their. We shall set up base in Hogwarts as Grimmauld place is no longer safe dude to the ministry knowing of our location. Azkaban is now guarded by Aurors. Aurors that are still training. It will be easy to storm and we will rescue Severus. I think it is time to declare our Order separate from the ministry! WHO IS WITH ME!"
And with that. The allegiance between the order of the phoenix and the British ministry of magic. Unknown to them, Harry was watching them through a specially modified pensive. It was only a matter of time until they would fall. Oh yes they would.
The light would be extinguished forever.
XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX XOX Draconis Lucius Malfoy lay in bed thinking. Today had been his 17th birthday. Of course he had no party, no cake, of course there was presents. A viper. A huge 4-foot in length. He had named it Salem.
He had also received a long dagger with a hit embossed with a dragon motif. His father shouldn't have got him that. Draco smirked evilly before rolling up his pyjama sleeves and unsheathing the blade. The brought the blade down on his arm and cut a long thin gash into the currently unmarred skin. Again and again he slashed at his arm until he began to feel dizzy from blood loss.
Draco healed the cut with his wand. Also making sure to clean the bloody blankets.
He hated his life. Tomorrow his father would summon him for his initiation.
His initiation into the deatheaters.
Lucius was hell-bent on making his heir a deatheater, so that when the time came, Draco could take up his fathers position of 2nd in command. Commander of the darklord's armies.
But no. he didn't want to be someone weapon. He was his own master. Only one person could save him now.
"Potter" Draco spoke into the night "I need your help"
And in the dark confines of the forbidden forest. In the throne room.
Someone heard.
And that someone was Harry Potter.
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