A/N: Next chapter enjoy. After this the story will actually start, but not in the wizarding world. Read and Review, please. Thanks.
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Harry Potter: The Dark Magician
Chapter 2
The greatest wizard of the age, the most powerful wizard and the only one who he-who-must-not-be-named feared arrived too late to save the boy. It was only through the destruction of the wards that he even noticed the attack on Number 4 Privet Drive.
His spy in the Dark Lord's army had ended up being out of the loop of what was too take place, and so when the headmaster of Hogwarts arrived to find one simmering corpse that was Vernon Dursley and the traces of the killing curse around what was left of the house, they all feared the worst.
The headmaster didn't make it in time, except to see the full blown smirk on the Dark Lords face, before he and half of his followers portkeyed out. The remaining half was left to fight the Order and when the Aurors of the Ministry arrived. The first of the great battles to come upon in the second war had begun then.
There were about twenty death eaters who stayed behind and a little over thirty werewolves, led by Fenrir Greyback. Fenrir Greyback was a disfigured and all around malicious man who was pleased to bite any who came in his range. Fortunately it was not a full moon that night and they were only able to fight with fists and some with wands. The Order lost a high member that night and the aurors lost a good six, Amelia bones was among the casualties for both. Spells flew everywhere and not one person except Dumbledore escaped without some sort of injury.
When the battle finally finished it did so with eighteen death eaters escaping and Fenrir and two thirds of his pack.
It was after the battle that Albus Dumbledore the Headmaster of Hogwarts and wizardry found the dead body of the savior of the wizarding world. He seemed to have been tortured greatly before being hit with the killing curse. The prophecy that Dumbledore knew of was now null and void, as the boy was now dead.
Albus Dumbledore and a majority of the Order of the Phoenix.; the Order of the Phoenix being a secret group that had fought against Voldemort in his first rise of power, knew then that there battle had just gotten harder.
A funeral was held for the boy-who-lived and something happened at the funeral that no one was prepared for. Lord Voldemort himself made an appearance at the funeral making m a mockery of the name Potter and saying that Dumbledore was next. He disappeared before the stunned wizards could do anything.
(sixth months later)
Screaming was heard outside the large manor, the place where the Dark Lord currently inhabited. A crazy laugh was heard shortly after.
"Rise. Wormtail." The Dark Lord hissed to his most faithful follower.
"M-my lord. P-please. N-no." Wormtail whimpered pathetically.
"I said it already. Lord Voldemort rewards his faithful followers. Hold out your hand Wormtail." Wormtail whimpering obeyed and stuck out his silver hand. "Your other hand."
"M-master, p-please. M-mercy."
"My pet. I don't understand what you're so worried about. You found two of the items and survived, you are destined for one of them, and I believe the glove will do nicely. But first, we need to make sure, your well." Lord Voldemort said softly, his red eyes flaring in malice.
Wormtail slowly held out his left hand, the non-silver hand, and the one that had become black and charred through his time in Egypt. The traps of the Egyptian wizards had already begun to eat away at his hand.
Lord Voldemort saw his follower hold out his hand and before Wormtail could think of withdrawing it, the golden and jeweled dagger sliced off his hand. Wormtail howled in pain, and Voldemort was sure some may have passed the silencing charms.
"Now Wormtail give me your stump." Wormtail although in much pain did so and Voldemort took out another golden item, this one was a glove. He did a fancy motion with his wand and another silver hand appeared. He put the glove over it and then melted the glove onto the skin, causing Wormtail to again howl in pain.
"Master. Thank you master. Thank you. You are merciful master. Most great and powerful master." Wormtail said going foreword kissing the hems of Voldemort's robes.
"Of course, this is your reward for a good work. You are now a holder of one of the items, like myself. When I need to I'll take it from you, but for now you shall keep it safe. The disease you caught in Egypt should also be gone now, if the knowledge you obtained in Egypt is correct then your item should be able to allow you passage through solid objects, and like all the items are immune to spells and muggle weapons." Voldemort said to his follower who looked like Christmas had come early.
"Thank you master. Thank you." Wormtail said again kissing the hems of the robe.
"Now, you shall lead the plans for the ambush on the Ministry."
"Yes My lord."
"I need to find out the last half of the prophecy, until then, I shall remain in hiding. You and Lucius shall lead a group of death eaters into the ministry and defend it until I arrive to claim the prophecy. This could be the knowledge I need to head out in the open again, and crush Dumbledore."
"I shall not fail master."
"Good. Once Dumbledore is out of the way I can search for the rest of the items. If he somehow survives this surprise attack, we have set up, it won't matter so long as you grab the book. The goal of the prophecy is just a distraction for your real mission. Only Lucius will know of it. Come Wormtail let's go play with the prisoner a bit more." The rest of the night screaming could be heard from the Dark Lord's prisoner, but after that night, the prisoner would speak no more.
A/N: Next chapter will be a bit of info on what happens after Harry 'dies' and goes into training. Then after another chapter or so, Harry meets the first Yu-gi-oh character. A cookie to whoever gets it right. Please read and review. Thanks, for all the reviews, hope you like this chapter.