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Massacre at Aurors' Headquarter

This morning, 0200 hour, the Ministry received a great shock when the Aurors' Headquarter alarm sounded. Initially, the Ministry thought that the Maintenance Department was checking the alarm system of the Ministry. However the illusion was destroyed rather sharply. The attacking Death Eaters of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named soon appeared within the Ministry office and started to pick off important personals of the various Departments. Due to the surprise attack, the Ministry members failed to put up any defense. The attack ended at 0300 hour. According to the survivors, the Death Eaters stopped killing after the appearance of the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named, himself.

The Aurors' Headquarter was a grisly sight. The bodies of the Aurors who was within the building was hung up for all to see. A message of blood was written on the wall, 'those who oppose (He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named) will be shown no mercy!' The various bodies found had been decapitated and quartered. The whole place was draped with the internal organs of the Aurors.

"It was horrible," recalled Ben Knightley, the Head of the Wizarding Transport, "They did not held back. We had tried to fight them but most of us were feeling sleepy, as the time was rather too early in the morning. Those who had fought back were tortured. The Cruciatus Curse and a lot more other I didn't even know."

When asked about the incantations, he declared that words were rather strange and he could make out only one of the many. "The word that I could remember was, 'Dementoria Copy...whatever it was."

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"Dementoris Kropeifekt," Harry muttered under his breath. "The very spell, which can copy the effect of a Dementors. How can ordinary wizards perform that spell?" The power need for the spell could drain a wizard so much that he or she can instantly become a Squib. Harry frowned and returned to the article.

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"The effect was horrible," when asked of the effect of that particular spell. "It seem I was in the presence of those horrible Dementors..." he shuddered and left, to return to the Ministry for further orders from the Ministry who had missed the attack. The Minister had been away from the Ministry in France for an international conference during the attack. The Ministry urges the citizens to take extra precautionary measures, as most of the Aurors had been kill during the attack.

Merlin deliver us from this monster...

Special Correspondent Kelvin Parker

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"So he made his move...he will learn about the prophecy soon, then James and Lily will be in danger..." Harry mused. He folded his papers and stood up and quietly left the Great Hall, which was a place of much emotion. He knew that this was the time for him to dig up more information about the Ministry. He knew for him to counter the Dark Lord and put a serious dent in the enemy's number, he need to have a free hand without the blundering Ministry to interfere.

He looked around the empty library and gave himself a slight smile. He sat down at the one of the tables and waved his hand. Immediately, the books that Harry wanted came flying towards him and he groaned. He should have been more specific about the books he had wanted. There was over hundreds of book on the desk. If not for the unbreakable spell on the desk, it would have broke under the massive weight. Harry sighed and gave his hand another wave, sending the books of which does not contain his required information back. But there were still a considerable number of books left. Harry sighed and started reading. Without knowing, the rest of the day flew by as Harry continued to wrap himself within the books.

"So, the Minister is competent enough to counter Lord Voldemort," Harry silently mused, "If not for the fact that any decision that the Minister decide had to be go through by the Ministry Panel... which was very unfortunately controlled by the Death Eaters. Then I just have to remove the Death Eaters soon..."

"Harry!"

He jolted at the voice and he turned around and saw Lily looking at him. Harry quietly smiled, "Sorry, I was woolgathering. So, Lily, what's the matter?"

"James...His father had been killed by You-Know-Who."

Harry looked at Lily quietly. The way which Harry was looked at Lily made her feel as if Harry could see into her soul. Then he spoke. His tone gave her the creeps.

"What does that have to do with me?"

She flinched.

"Please, help me bring him back. He became lost, like a ship without bearing and compass and there is no land in sight for the ship...besides, you had lost your parents the same way."

This time, Harry flinched.

"How did you know?"

"I don't know, somehow, I just knew."

"What do you expect me to do?"

"I don't know! Can you just talk to him? For me, please, as a friend."

"Very well."

With that, Harry pulled out his wand and gave them a wave. The books flew back to their respective places. He stood up and pulled on his robes. He turned and followed Lily. Soon, Harry discovered that he was led to Dumbledore's office. He frowned and looked at Lily. She looked at Harry and said, "He's with Dumbledore."

"The password?"

"Trust."

The gargoyle statue jumped aside and the both of them went up the stairs. Without a word, Harry and Lily stepped on the revolving stairs. As the two of them waited for the stairs to reach the door, which leads to Dumbledore's office, Harry pondered on ways to spy on Tom Riddle. He wasn't sure whether the connection between him and Riddle would work.

"Harry?"

Harry looked up and saw that they had reached Dumbledore's office. He pushed opened the door and saw James sitting in front of Dumbledore. He watched as Dumbledore tried to talk sense into his father but it was might as well the Headmaster talk to a stonewall. Harry glanced at Lily who nodded her head. Harry moved over and pulled the Headmaster away. Without pausing, Harry threw his fist at James' abdomen. This act caused James to topple back. Releasing the Headmaster, Harry reached over and grabbed James by the collar of his robes and pulled him up. The punch had shocked James. And when Harry pulled him up, he struggled.

"So, you are still alive," Harry snapped. He releases his grip on James and let him fall awkwardly onto the ground.

"It's all my fault..." he murmured. "All my fault..."

"Excuse me!" Harry countered, "tell me if I'm wrong. Last night, you were in your warm bed in the Gryffindor Sixth year's dormitory in Hogwarts, somewhere in Scotland, with of about a distance of hundreds over miles away from the Aurors' Headquarter, in the building of Britain's Ministry of Magic, in London. In addition. Hogwarts have wards that prevent one from Apparating into and away from Hogwarts. It is the same with the Ministry Headquarters. And I believe that you don't have your Apparation license and you don't know how to Apparate. So tell me, how can you saved your father from the hands of the Dark Lord, Voldemort," at this, James and Lily flinched, "who was in the Aurors' Headquarter, in the building of Britain's Ministry of Magic, in London, about hundreds of miles away from the Gryffindor Sixth year's dormitory in Hogwarts, in Scotland?"

"But, I could have done something..."

"No!" Harry retorted. "If it was anyone's fault, it is the fault of the Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort." They flinched once more.

"But..."

"No more 'buts', Mr.. I'm saying this once, James Potter. If you don't stop blaming yourself, I'm personally going to administer on you a beating of your life. Do you understand?"

"Yes..."

"And don't you lie to me. I have eyes and ears everywhere. Now leave with Lily and don't let me know that you continued to blame yourself."

Harry waited for James and Lily to leave the room before he turned towards Dumbledore. The Headmaster looked at Harry and said sternly, "Although I have to thank you for getting James back from his depression, I total disapprove of your rather questionable technique..."

Harry interrupted Dumbledore, "Let's cut the pleasantry, Albus Dumbledore. I hereby give you a choice, be my ally in this war against Lord Voldemort or be gone."

Dumbledore snorted and replied, "Young man, I haven't question you about your loyalties..."

"Loyalties?" Harry glanced at Dumbledore and he called for the Orb of Light to him. "You dare to question my loyalties!?"

He held up the Orb of Light and glared at Dumbledore. The elderly headmaster looked at Harry, stunned. Without a word, Dumbledore went down on one knee.

"Forgive me, milord, for not recognizing you."

"Do you need any more proof of my loyalties, Albus Dumbledore? I trust that the Orb of Light will be more than enough."

"Yes, milord."

"I have no wish to waste your time since that you are so reluctant to aid me," said Harry grimly. "I had expected you, as a member of the Order of Light, to recognize my unique magical aura. But you failed. As such, I will have to block this conversation from your mind. You will remember this when the Chaos Breaker comes into my hands." With that, Harry's fingers glowed. Then there was a flash of light and Harry disappeared, leaving behind a slightly dazed Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Harry soon discovered that after the massacre at the Ministry of Magic, the atmosphere of Hogwarts was grim and fearful. To Harry, it was almost a replay of the opening of the Chamber of Secret during his second year. Many pureblood had lost one or both their parents in that attack. However, only Lucius Malfoy still struts around as if he owned the school.

'Like father, like son,' Harry thought grimly. He was determined to prevent another massacre like that from happening again. The attack however had brought a silver of hope. Harry discovered that during the attack, something had tried to penetrate his mind, however it was blocked by his mental armor or in Merlin words, Harry's mental fortress. Most likely Voldemort's magic. This could prove that the link between him and the Dark Lord remained even after the time difference.

Harry knew that the assassin would be entering the game soon. He smiled. If anyone saw his feral grin, they would truly understand the horror of becoming Harry's enemy.

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"Do you understand the importance of this mission?"

"Yes, milord."

The reply seems to please the man.

"Will you fail?"

"Never will I fail you, milord."

"What is your aim?"

"To destroy the Potter line."

"Good."

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"JAMES POTTER!"

James groaned as he turned towards the voice. Lily Evans stood at the stairs, looking so beautiful with the sunlight forming a halo around her.

"What is it, Evans?"

"I believe this is yours?" Lily said as she held out a strangely blank parchment. James winched. He had forgotten about the map totally. Should the rest of the Marauders found out that Lily learn about the Map, they would have killed him, literally.

"Thank you, Evans," James said as he took the map from Lily. At impulse, James asked, "Why are you following me?"

"No reasons at all."

"I asked her to keep an eye on you," Harry said as he appeared from the corner.

"YOU!" James snarled.

"Yes, me."

Harry watched as James grew out his wand and point it at Harry. Lily drew out her wand at the same time and points it at James.

"Enough." Harry said mildly. "Lower your wands and we can speak like civilized people instead of acting like uncivilized barbarians."

"Why should I? You had hit me and you even threatened me with physical violence when I learnt that my father was killed. You have never lost your parents before! You wouldn't understand the..."

Before James finished speaking, Harry moved. The movement was so fast that it was a blur to Lily. Before anyone knew it, Harry had slammed James up against the wall with his hands around James' neck.

"I don't understand!? Let me tell you something, James Potter. My parents were killed when I was one. I was raised by my uncle and aunt who utterly despise magic. I was treated like a freak, like bomb ready to go off. I was shunned by friends at my primary school, bullied my that blasted cousin. Any accident that happened at home or school will always be my fault. WHY? Because my parents was murdered! Because I was a wizard! Because I was born! You at least had experienced the joy of being raised in a loving family! While I had nothing, you heard!? NOTHING BUT HATRED, DESPISE, ABHORRENCE!"

James and Lily were stunned. They had never known that Harry went through such things. The both of them had assumed that his parents raised Harry with love. This revelation caused James to flinch at his harsh words. Lily looked as if she was on the verge of tears. Harry glared at James, his eyes burned with anger. At the last moment, Harry released James from the grip and dropped him on the floor unceremoniously. Harry's opinion of his father was fast declining. After he arrived back in time, his father's action had shattered the illusion of a perfect student effectively.

"You're not worth killing," Harry hissed, "Next time, before you open that foul mouth of yours, think!"

It was then a slight movement behind Lily caught James's attention. Without thinking, James leapt forward and pulled Lily aside. For the first time in his life, James was stunned speechless. A humongous serpent coiled around the legs of the armor. A pair of reptilian eyes glazed unblinkingly at the three of them. The snake was black with silver marking on the back. James sworn that the snake seems to laugh at the three of them for the hissing that came from it sounded amused. James watched with horror as the serpent uncoiled its ponderous body and slither swiftly towards them. James noticed how wonderful Lily had felt in his embrace despite she stiffened at the sight of the snake. He thought briefly that should he die together with Lily, he would die a happy person. The serpent stopped before James and raised its head to meet James's eyes. He noticed at the last moment that this was a King Cobra. It opened its moved and lunged...

TBC...

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Another note from your Author:

Haha! This is the worst cliffy I had left for all of you, right? Haha! I'm evil! Sue me! Anyway, to know what will happen, you will have to wait for the next chapter. And I'm sooooo sorry for not updating sooner. I just quit my job and I'm back online! Cheer! At the same time, my beta hadn't replied me with the edited version...so too bad, you guys have to deal with my poor, poor English...--; And no, I'm not dead or anything! Before I end this chapter, I would like to thank my previous reviewers! They are:

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Sirius28: Thank you! I'm back online. As for my update time maybe fortnightly...hopefully...

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Nasser Himura: Grins! Thanks! Dumbledore will have his memory edited a few time. Credits to the Shadowren goes to the writer of the Shannara Series, Mr Terrek Brook

Kemenran: Sure! Have more!

Harry Potter junior: I will try, but no promises!

Jeni Black: Harry is currently trying to cope with his new powers and abilities. But don't worry, the moment will come when I will return Harry back to himself.

Mr. Happy Java Man: Haha! Thanks!

Nphipps: Yes, Think of it this way, James is the alpha male of the time within Hogwarts, when another alpha male (Harry) appear, there bound to be a lot of sparks and flares around.

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BloodRedSword