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Harry smiled and replied, "It's a secret."
"So! Let the feast begin!"
The food appeared on the plates and the students began to feast.
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"So you're saying that Harry knows that you are a werewolf?"
A nod.
"I don't believe it," said Sirius brusquely. He turned and stared at back of Harry.
"Believe it, I don't think that he's the type of person lies. But what he says about his encounters with the worst creatures known to the wizarding world, I really doubt it, "Remus said. "Besides, he's only 16. How is it possible for him to have face to face encounters with dragons, Dementors or a giant three-headed dog?"
"I think that we can try to find out the truth about him," whispered James, "Some pranks or perhaps the Veritaserum."
"Then it's agreed?" asked Peter. "I mean that we are going to prank that Soviet kid?
"Yes, Peter," said Sirius as he rolled his eyes at Peter. "And don't you go blabbering to Lily!"
"Yes!"
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Harry's quill flew over the surface of the parchment. He paused a while as he tried to put his words into writing. Purposely, Harry chose to write in Elvish, for few people are able to read and write Elvish.
"Harry!"
Harry turned and looked at the offending person who interrupted him. His scowl remained even thought Lily took a step back.
"I'm sorry," gasped Lily as she took Harry's angry look. She asked warily "Did I disturb you?"
"Well you did!" snapped Harry, "I want some peace and quiet to allow me to compose my letter to Janet."
Lily turned scarlet with rage, "Well, I never been so insulted! All I did was to greet you! If you don't want to talk, so tell me!"
Harry scowled and retort, "So be it!" With that, Harry collected his parchments and quills. He walked out of the Common Room. Lily stood there, stunned. She had never expected Harry to be so angry and furious at her. Slowly, a glitter of tears gathered at the corner of her eyes. She turned and ran up to her dormitory, not noticing the curious eyes that had lingered on her back after Harry departed, not knowing a raven had its blood red eyes trailing on her.
"Sorry mom," whispered Harry as he made his way to the Room of Requirement. "I can't have you being attracted to me. It could kill me. I really hope that you understand."
All of sudden, pain flared in his head and Harry gasped. Someone is traveling through time and it had caused a powerful lash of power upon Harry's mind.
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Meanwhile, somewhere in England...
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"So, Soviet Union's Ministry had decided to end their isolation from the wizarding world?" mused a red-eyed being. The Dark Lord looked at the masked face of his Death Eater.
The Death Eater bowed, out of fear. "Yes, my Lord. I had personally seen the boy who was Sorted."
"Well? What house was he sorted into?" demanded Lord Voldemort. His patience was known among the Death Eaters to be extremely short when he demands for answer or a reply.
"The boy was Sorted into Gryffindor, my Lord," said the Death Eater, "Maybe we can recruit the boy to help us to spy on the Gryffindor House to spot possible recruits."
Lord Voldemort rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "That is a feasible ideas, Draekn. You deserved to be awarded. Let's see...how shall I reward you? Yes! Crucio!"
The man screamed with pain and collapsed. After a while, Lord Voldemort putted an end to his suffering by lifting the curse. The man panted as he scrambled back on his feet. "Thank you, my Lord, for punishing an unworthy servant."
"If you put it that way," mused the Dark Lord aloud, "Crucio!"
As the Dark Lord of all times put the man under the effect of the Cruciatus curse once again, Death Eater entered the room.
"My Lord," he gasped, "I'm sorry to intrude but we have detected massive surge of magic in here."
"You incompetent fool!" roared the Dark Lord. "I was using magic here!"
"No, my Lord" gasped the man. "The magical signature doesn't belong to you."
"It's mine," a ghostly voice spoke within the room. The voice echoed with the small room a few times. The Dark Lord spun around the room. "Who are you?" demanded the Dark Lord, "show yourself!"
"I'm nobody," the voice spoke, "but, yet, I'm everyone."
"Who are you?" demanded the Dark Lord once more, "I don't appreciate anyone who speak in riddles!"
"Who am I?" asked the voice, "Who I'm now is no importance at the present moment. What am I going to do is more important, Lord Voldemort."
"You dare call out my name!" shrieked the Dark Lord. "I'm the Darkest of Dark Lords! Men trembles before me and fears to speak my name! How dare you defile my name!"
"Your name is no purer now then before," the voice said, sounding thoroughly amused. "I shall not reveal your own secret, if only you aid me to destroy James Potter!"
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Harry blinked. A familiar face appeared before. He blinked again. The worried face of Janet swam into view. Behind her, was the familiar room of Hospital Wing.
"Janet!" Harry gasped. "How did you get here?"
"Your phoenix came to me in the morning with a letter written in some strange language," smiled Janet. "I took it to Dumbledore and he translated the contents."
"Then how did you get here?"
"I don't know why but your phoenix suddenly grabbed me and I found myself here," Janet smiled and looked at Harry. "I must say that you caused quite a stir when Dumbledore told us that you will be away for training."
"Wait a minute," said Harry, "I thought that you are supposed to be back with at Salem!"
"I transferred," replied Janet. "Because I now live in England, it is much easier for me to travel to Hogwarts than the Salem. Beside, how can I ever return to America when I have such a caring boyfriend?"
"So I'm the reason that you stayed?" mused Harry. "I like it."
As he said that, he leant over and kissed Janet gently on her lips. A discreet cough distracted Harry. Harry torn himself from Janet and looked towards the door. Albus Dumbledore stood there with his wand out, his eyes blazing with fury.
"So," Dumbledore began, "You think that your attempt to invade Hogwarts by sending in a spy under the name of the Soviet student will succeed?"
Harry got down from the bed and held up his hand in the sign of parley.
"Albus Dumbledore, do not force me to attack," Harry sighed warily. "You and I are both on the same side."
"Do not tempt to lie!" roared the Headmaster. The aura of power was palatable. With a sigh, Harry also drew from his magical reserve. Massive waves of power sweep over Albus Dumbledore and he staggered. Harry turned and saw that Janet had fainted due to massive magic lash. He walked over and lifted her and tucked her into the bed. Suddenly, Harry felt a surge of magical energy from Dumbledore. Without thinking, Harry clasped his hands together and pulled apart. A golden line appeared between his fingers. The curse struck the line and dissolved. Dumbledore looked at Harry in shocked and blinked.
"Will you listen now, Albus Dumbledore?" asked Harry wearily. "I don't have time for any of the formalities."
"Why should I listen to you?" asked Dumbledore.
"Because..." Harry said. He knew that there was only one way to deal with this. He held up his hand and muttered an incantation. Harry watched with grim satisfaction as he watched his invisible spell streaked towards Dumbledore. He was surprised when the spell was brushed away by the Headmaster.
"You have under estimated me, servant of Lord Voldemort. However, you have no chance to return to your master, "said Dumbledore, "for, I'm sending you to the Ministry! Stupefy!"
Harry dissipated the spell with a wave of his hand.
"Stop this attack at once, Albus Dumbledore!" shouted Harry as he dodged another curse.
"Why should I?" retorted the Headmaster as he continued to send spells after spells towards Harry.
"Albus Dumbledore, honorable member of the Order of Light, crease your attacks immediately!" shouted Harry, "By my order, you are to cease your attacks from me!"
"Who are you to overrule me?" questioned Dumbledore. "You who are a member of the Dark Lord's legion dare to order me?"
"I can have you exiled from the Wizarding world for that, Albus Dumbledore," said Harry, "for, I'm the Lord of Light!"
"Lord of Light?" asked Dumbledore, "You think that such words can save you from the Ministry? Dream on!"
Harry held up his hand and shouted, "Ad me, baculum!"
A white orb of light appeared within Harry's palm. It slowly extended into a straight shaft of light. Harry grabbed at it. A staff appeared as the shaft of light sheared away from the staff. Instead of the old wooden shaft, a totally new staff appeared. In the place the willow wood, was a metallic black shaft. On the top of the shaft, the Diamond of Light and Power was clasped within a well-made metallic web. (Remember the staff that Gandalf had carried in the movie of the Lord of Ring? The staff, which Harry is using, now is the same but it is black instead of white. Just don't sue me!)
"Ha!" said Dumbledore, "this is such elementary magic, and you dare to call yourself the Lord of Light?"
Harry pointed his staff at Dumbledore and muttered a lengthy incantation. Suddenly, Dumbledore felt a sudden cold. He tried to put a shield but failed. The last thought that ran through his mind when he toppled unconscious was that the Wizarding World was about to be destroyed. Harry pointed his staff at Dumbledore and muttered another incantation. The fallen body of Albus Dumbledore glowed sliver for a while and stopped. Giving his staff a wave, Harry revived Dumbledore and made his staff away.
"What happened?" asked Dumbledore as he got up.
"Professor Dumbledore," Harry greeted. Inwardly, he was glad that the Selective Memory Easer Charm had worked.
"Who is this young lady?" asked Dumbledore as he walked over to Harry. Harry gave a smile and said, "This is my girlfriend. Apparently Professor Vodianova had agreed to Janet's request, I better sent a letter to her and thank her."
"Wait a moment, Harry. How did she got here?" asked Dumbledore.
"A Portkey, Professor," replied Harry. Harry wordlessly held up a book. Dumbledore looked at Harry with questioningly.
"Janet have this annoying habit of reading," said Harry. "In my old school, she managed to clear out all the books within the school." 'Ok, Potter, you lied, big time. Just hope that your dear mother will not kill for lying later when you return. Not to mention that she will personally kill you if she find out.' a second, Harry thought with much amusement, 'If she have somehow gained the ability to killing an Archangel, I would gladly die under her hands.'
"I see..." said Dumbledore cautiously. Only members of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry teaching staff was allowed to create Portkey homed into the castle, thus making him highly suspicious. He shall keep a closer watch on the two of them for the time being.
TBC...
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Another chapter completed! Haha! So how is this chapter? Please tell me by reviewing! I would like to thank my reviewers! They are:
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Mr. Happy Java Man: Ouch...Here, here! Have it just pull minions the Coffeeholic Yetis off my back! They are about to break.
Nasser Himura: yah, I know. so the Janet will come over for a while and go back.
Persona non grata: Thank you! See you!
Jeni Black: You're a girl right? I think so.
Darkangelgep: James is already jealous the moment Harry appeared. *Smile!*
Sorcerer: I agree but it seems that most don't.
Nphipps: I was planning on the appearance of Snape but later.
Athenakitty: Yes, for your last question. Harry will become a matchmaker.
Kemenran: Here! Have more!
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That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
Harry smiled and replied, "It's a secret."
"So! Let the feast begin!"
The food appeared on the plates and the students began to feast.
------
"So you're saying that Harry knows that you are a werewolf?"
A nod.
"I don't believe it," said Sirius brusquely. He turned and stared at back of Harry.
"Believe it, I don't think that he's the type of person lies. But what he says about his encounters with the worst creatures known to the wizarding world, I really doubt it, "Remus said. "Besides, he's only 16. How is it possible for him to have face to face encounters with dragons, Dementors or a giant three-headed dog?"
"I think that we can try to find out the truth about him," whispered James, "Some pranks or perhaps the Veritaserum."
"Then it's agreed?" asked Peter. "I mean that we are going to prank that Soviet kid?
"Yes, Peter," said Sirius as he rolled his eyes at Peter. "And don't you go blabbering to Lily!"
"Yes!"
-----------------
Harry's quill flew over the surface of the parchment. He paused a while as he tried to put his words into writing. Purposely, Harry chose to write in Elvish, for few people are able to read and write Elvish.
"Harry!"
Harry turned and looked at the offending person who interrupted him. His scowl remained even thought Lily took a step back.
"I'm sorry," gasped Lily as she took Harry's angry look. She asked warily "Did I disturb you?"
"Well you did!" snapped Harry, "I want some peace and quiet to allow me to compose my letter to Janet."
Lily turned scarlet with rage, "Well, I never been so insulted! All I did was to greet you! If you don't want to talk, so tell me!"
Harry scowled and retort, "So be it!" With that, Harry collected his parchments and quills. He walked out of the Common Room. Lily stood there, stunned. She had never expected Harry to be so angry and furious at her. Slowly, a glitter of tears gathered at the corner of her eyes. She turned and ran up to her dormitory, not noticing the curious eyes that had lingered on her back after Harry departed, not knowing a raven had its blood red eyes trailing on her.
"Sorry mom," whispered Harry as he made his way to the Room of Requirement. "I can't have you being attracted to me. It could kill me. I really hope that you understand."
All of sudden, pain flared in his head and Harry gasped. Someone is traveling through time and it had caused a powerful lash of power upon Harry's mind.
---------
Meanwhile, somewhere in England...
--------
"So, Soviet Union's Ministry had decided to end their isolation from the wizarding world?" mused a red-eyed being. The Dark Lord looked at the masked face of his Death Eater.
The Death Eater bowed, out of fear. "Yes, my Lord. I had personally seen the boy who was Sorted."
"Well? What house was he sorted into?" demanded Lord Voldemort. His patience was known among the Death Eaters to be extremely short when he demands for answer or a reply.
"The boy was Sorted into Gryffindor, my Lord," said the Death Eater, "Maybe we can recruit the boy to help us to spy on the Gryffindor House to spot possible recruits."
Lord Voldemort rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "That is a feasible ideas, Draekn. You deserved to be awarded. Let's see...how shall I reward you? Yes! Crucio!"
The man screamed with pain and collapsed. After a while, Lord Voldemort putted an end to his suffering by lifting the curse. The man panted as he scrambled back on his feet. "Thank you, my Lord, for punishing an unworthy servant."
"If you put it that way," mused the Dark Lord aloud, "Crucio!"
As the Dark Lord of all times put the man under the effect of the Cruciatus curse once again, Death Eater entered the room.
"My Lord," he gasped, "I'm sorry to intrude but we have detected massive surge of magic in here."
"You incompetent fool!" roared the Dark Lord. "I was using magic here!"
"No, my Lord" gasped the man. "The magical signature doesn't belong to you."
"It's mine," a ghostly voice spoke within the room. The voice echoed with the small room a few times. The Dark Lord spun around the room. "Who are you?" demanded the Dark Lord, "show yourself!"
"I'm nobody," the voice spoke, "but, yet, I'm everyone."
"Who are you?" demanded the Dark Lord once more, "I don't appreciate anyone who speak in riddles!"
"Who am I?" asked the voice, "Who I'm now is no importance at the present moment. What am I going to do is more important, Lord Voldemort."
"You dare call out my name!" shrieked the Dark Lord. "I'm the Darkest of Dark Lords! Men trembles before me and fears to speak my name! How dare you defile my name!"
"Your name is no purer now then before," the voice said, sounding thoroughly amused. "I shall not reveal your own secret, if only you aid me to destroy James Potter!"
----------
Harry blinked. A familiar face appeared before. He blinked again. The worried face of Janet swam into view. Behind her, was the familiar room of Hospital Wing.
"Janet!" Harry gasped. "How did you get here?"
"Your phoenix came to me in the morning with a letter written in some strange language," smiled Janet. "I took it to Dumbledore and he translated the contents."
"Then how did you get here?"
"I don't know why but your phoenix suddenly grabbed me and I found myself here," Janet smiled and looked at Harry. "I must say that you caused quite a stir when Dumbledore told us that you will be away for training."
"Wait a minute," said Harry, "I thought that you are supposed to be back with at Salem!"
"I transferred," replied Janet. "Because I now live in England, it is much easier for me to travel to Hogwarts than the Salem. Beside, how can I ever return to America when I have such a caring boyfriend?"
"So I'm the reason that you stayed?" mused Harry. "I like it."
As he said that, he leant over and kissed Janet gently on her lips. A discreet cough distracted Harry. Harry torn himself from Janet and looked towards the door. Albus Dumbledore stood there with his wand out, his eyes blazing with fury.
"So," Dumbledore began, "You think that your attempt to invade Hogwarts by sending in a spy under the name of the Soviet student will succeed?"
Harry got down from the bed and held up his hand in the sign of parley.
"Albus Dumbledore, do not force me to attack," Harry sighed warily. "You and I are both on the same side."
"Do not tempt to lie!" roared the Headmaster. The aura of power was palatable. With a sigh, Harry also drew from his magical reserve. Massive waves of power sweep over Albus Dumbledore and he staggered. Harry turned and saw that Janet had fainted due to massive magic lash. He walked over and lifted her and tucked her into the bed. Suddenly, Harry felt a surge of magical energy from Dumbledore. Without thinking, Harry clasped his hands together and pulled apart. A golden line appeared between his fingers. The curse struck the line and dissolved. Dumbledore looked at Harry in shocked and blinked.
"Will you listen now, Albus Dumbledore?" asked Harry wearily. "I don't have time for any of the formalities."
"Why should I listen to you?" asked Dumbledore.
"Because..." Harry said. He knew that there was only one way to deal with this. He held up his hand and muttered an incantation. Harry watched with grim satisfaction as he watched his invisible spell streaked towards Dumbledore. He was surprised when the spell was brushed away by the Headmaster.
"You have under estimated me, servant of Lord Voldemort. However, you have no chance to return to your master, "said Dumbledore, "for, I'm sending you to the Ministry! Stupefy!"
Harry dissipated the spell with a wave of his hand.
"Stop this attack at once, Albus Dumbledore!" shouted Harry as he dodged another curse.
"Why should I?" retorted the Headmaster as he continued to send spells after spells towards Harry.
"Albus Dumbledore, honorable member of the Order of Light, crease your attacks immediately!" shouted Harry, "By my order, you are to cease your attacks from me!"
"Who are you to overrule me?" questioned Dumbledore. "You who are a member of the Dark Lord's legion dare to order me?"
"I can have you exiled from the Wizarding world for that, Albus Dumbledore," said Harry, "for, I'm the Lord of Light!"
"Lord of Light?" asked Dumbledore, "You think that such words can save you from the Ministry? Dream on!"
Harry held up his hand and shouted, "Ad me, baculum!"
A white orb of light appeared within Harry's palm. It slowly extended into a straight shaft of light. Harry grabbed at it. A staff appeared as the shaft of light sheared away from the staff. Instead of the old wooden shaft, a totally new staff appeared. In the place the willow wood, was a metallic black shaft. On the top of the shaft, the Diamond of Light and Power was clasped within a well-made metallic web. (Remember the staff that Gandalf had carried in the movie of the Lord of Ring? The staff, which Harry is using, now is the same but it is black instead of white. Just don't sue me!)
"Ha!" said Dumbledore, "this is such elementary magic, and you dare to call yourself the Lord of Light?"
Harry pointed his staff at Dumbledore and muttered a lengthy incantation. Suddenly, Dumbledore felt a sudden cold. He tried to put a shield but failed. The last thought that ran through his mind when he toppled unconscious was that the Wizarding World was about to be destroyed. Harry pointed his staff at Dumbledore and muttered another incantation. The fallen body of Albus Dumbledore glowed sliver for a while and stopped. Giving his staff a wave, Harry revived Dumbledore and made his staff away.
"What happened?" asked Dumbledore as he got up.
"Professor Dumbledore," Harry greeted. Inwardly, he was glad that the Selective Memory Easer Charm had worked.
"Who is this young lady?" asked Dumbledore as he walked over to Harry. Harry gave a smile and said, "This is my girlfriend. Apparently Professor Vodianova had agreed to Janet's request, I better sent a letter to her and thank her."
"Wait a moment, Harry. How did she got here?" asked Dumbledore.
"A Portkey, Professor," replied Harry. Harry wordlessly held up a book. Dumbledore looked at Harry with questioningly.
"Janet have this annoying habit of reading," said Harry. "In my old school, she managed to clear out all the books within the school." 'Ok, Potter, you lied, big time. Just hope that your dear mother will not kill for lying later when you return. Not to mention that she will personally kill you if she find out.' a second, Harry thought with much amusement, 'If she have somehow gained the ability to killing an Archangel, I would gladly die under her hands.'
"I see..." said Dumbledore cautiously. Only members of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry teaching staff was allowed to create Portkey homed into the castle, thus making him highly suspicious. He shall keep a closer watch on the two of them for the time being.
TBC...
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Another chapter completed! Haha! So how is this chapter? Please tell me by reviewing! I would like to thank my reviewers! They are:
-----
Mr. Happy Java Man: Ouch...Here, here! Have it just pull minions the Coffeeholic Yetis off my back! They are about to break.
Nasser Himura: yah, I know. so the Janet will come over for a while and go back.
Persona non grata: Thank you! See you!
Jeni Black: You're a girl right? I think so.
Darkangelgep: James is already jealous the moment Harry appeared. *Smile!*
Sorcerer: I agree but it seems that most don't.
Nphipps: I was planning on the appearance of Snape but later.
Athenakitty: Yes, for your last question. Harry will become a matchmaker.
Kemenran: Here! Have more!
-----
That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword