Harry Potter and the God of Chaos

Chapter IX: Removing the Dark Mark

Three weeks had passed since 'Chaos' birth. The water beast took to guarding little Christina Dursely, whom was growing proficient with her powers by the way, whilst Mithos and the others went to their classes. Battle Magic continued for the first couple of weeks, before Mithos cancelled the class temporarily saying he had something important to work on. He was even skipping classes for this little project of his. During the weeks he had slowly begun recovering some of his lost powers. Chaos' birth brought back everything to do with Water and Ice, along with the blue dream energy of Intelligence, which boosted his thinking speeds slightly. Training with Harry in his quest to become strong enough to defeat, as Mithos called him, He-Whos-Name-Is-So-Shitty-Nobody-Wishes-To-Dirty-Their-Mouths-Speaking-It, allowed him access to his powers over Earth and Lightning along with the return of his Yellow dream energy of Hope, which gave him a bit more inner strength to push on in spots that seemed to constantly fail. Whereas teaching Christina, Hermione, and Luna how to cook unlocked his power over Fire and the Dream Energy of Courage, giving him a bit more strength to try the harder things.

All this happened within a few short weeks, and in that time Mithos was also practicing something. He was researching a trick that might just help the Order in its little battle, along with his dear Bella. It had seemed that as she was the one who caused his powers to flee in the first place, the magical and temporal backwash lashed upon her and de-aged her twenty years. So now she was back in her magical prime, along with her looks. Great, the meeting's tonight too. I found what I was looking for…now I just need the power to do it…

October 24: Order Meeting

"Welcome to this meeting of the Order of the Phoenix."

The meeting had begun; everyone was giving their reports and speculations. Right when it was Severus' turn, the door to Dumbledore's office banged open, and Mithos strode in, a meaningful look on his face.

(Play Final Fantasy VII Advent Children: For the Reunion)

"Oi, Bumblebee, I got some news for you."

One of the newer members stood up.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mithos, who had gotten VERY little sleep these past weeks, was not about to be interrupted.

"Do you have kids?"

"What? No!"

"Want 'em?"

"Not Particularly…"

"You like Sex?"

"Tch, Hell yeah."

"Too bad."

With a flick of his wrist, and an extremely pissed look on his face, Mithos fired a weak lightning bolt straight at the poor man's crotch, effectively frying his balls.

"I've spent three weeks working on this shit with two of those going without ANY sleep DON'T FUCKING INTTERUPT ME!"

The order looked shocked, and they all sat in silence.

"Good. Bella come here."

The pale-skinned woman got up from her chair near Dumbledore and walked over to Mithos…who promptly ripped the sleeve off her left arm exposing the Dark Mark.

"You people see this? You all know it's the dark mark, she's got it cause she used to be Snake-Bitch's left hand woman, Snape's got it because…well…who the fuck knows or cares about Snape. Anyway, Voldemort marks all of his followers with this damn thing right?"

A collective yes.

"And it serves as a beacon, a signal and a draw point right? (Another yes) Well why the fuck can't he use it to get in their fucking heads?"

Everyone blinked. Tonks piped up.

"What do you mean?"

"We all know that Voldie used to be able to get into Potter's head because of his scar right? Well his scar was created from a Dark curse. So's the dark mark. What neither he nor none of his followers realize yet is that if he tried he could use the mark as a backdoor to one of their minds. Occulmency shields wouldn't mean shit to him."

Dumbledore spoke.

"So what do you propose we do?"

"There's a ritual that can be done, to remove a branding. The easiest and painless way is to simply have the caster do it, but since I doubt we can just walk up and ask Tommy to remove Bella and Snape's marks we'd have to do it the OTHER way."

"Which is?"

"Well we could use the other ritual, but that requires the use of the marked one's blood, and a serious amount of both dark and light magic…or we could just blast the bloody fucking arm off. Or even slice off the bit of skin the thing's branded to…but I'm not sure if that'd get rid of the magic laced in the mark…"

"So basically you've got nothing."

"Hey, I've been up for two weeks straight figuring this shit and another thing out, don't start shit with me old man cause even in this state I could knock your wrinkly ass out and float you across the Great Hall with a sign saying "I get off on eating Lemon Drops" on your back. Anyway, I'm getting some sleep now. You keep planning your plans on doing nothing; oh by the way Voldie's sending some weak forces to attack Hogsmade on Halloween."

With that, the youth vanished in a swirl of flames.

"Wow."

"Wow indeed Miss Tonks…Wow indeed."

Well, it's been forever, I know. I just got over a throat infection, and before that I had to adjust to moving in with my girl and her family. Finally, the writer's block is falling, and if anyone's still reading this, I have one thing to say, Check out my ZoE fic soon, I'm gonna update that next (finally) with some kick ass stuff.