Chapter 18
"What should we do?" asked Alira
"We have a lot of Aurors here. I say we launch an attack based on Auror know-how." Suggested Ryana
The gang of Hogwarts was sitting in one of the many classrooms, Amanda's to be exact, planning an attack on he-who-shall-not-be-named. They sat in the desks that the students would normally be found in. Amanda and Tyren were standing in front of the group. Harry sat near the back and farther away than the rest. Alira was in the front corner of the group.
"He would be expecting something like that. What about an inside mission? Amanda, would you be up to it?" asked Tyren
"He might be expecting that as well. If we tried to launch both and inside mission and an external attack, then we might just make it." Replied Amanda
"Make sure that we surround them. Attack from the East, West, North, South and center, along with all major and minor exits. We could possibly plant a few guards." Added Jacob
"Do we have enough people who are able and willing to fight?" asked Amanda
"Hardly…I think it's time to recruit." Said Tyren
"When will we carry all this out?" asked Harry from the far end on the group.
"Soon…very soon. We owe them this…gift, so we better get it to them as soon as possible." Replied Amanda
"We will do it at the next Death Eater's meeting." Said Draco, speaking for the first time.
"That's if we can train every one and fix all the kinks in the plan first. When is the next meeting?" asked Amanda
"One month."
"It's possible. Lets not waste a moment. We need every second. I will go down to the training station and send word to the recruiting stations from London to Brussels." Said Tyren
"Tyren's right. I'll need all of you to do your part. Harry, Hermione, Draco, and Ron," She addressed the for teens, "I need you to practice casting hexes and such with speed, accuracy and with out saying them aloud. Jacob and Alira can help me formally plan the attack."
"Where would I be if I were a stupid wand?" Harry asked himself
Harry looked around the massive room again, hoping to find something, a clue. Nothing…but…'look!' Harry said in his mind.
Harry walked up to the file cabinet.
"First rule of finding something: look where is shouldn't be first; then look where is should be if you didn't find it in the wrong place." He said aloud to the massive, book-strewn library, the library of Rowena Ravenclaw, herself…
Harry opened the first drawer: cobwebs, dead spider, and a torn bit of parchment
Second Drawer: two files full of old news-clippings, a thick layer of dust, a small "r" broach, and a wand box.
Harry opened the box to find it was empty…
In the final drawer, Harry found absolutely nothing but animal droppings and a layer of dust.
Harry reproachfully moved on around the room, looking for Ravenclaw's wand. Harry furthered the distance between himself and the file cabinet. As he did so, noises emitted from the top most drawer. Harry turned back towards the cabinet.
Harry opened the top drawer a second time…or third… He had lost count. Inside, the once blank bit of parchment was now home of newly written words.
"To find his secret, look for the beginning…"
Harry's face contorted with the look of confusion.
"Beginning? Beginning of what?" he asked the paper, not expecting it to answer
The previous message was erased and replaced with:
"Ask the right questions, I will give you the right answers…"
Harry thought for a moment.
"Where is Ravenclaw's wand?" Harry asked the parchment, this time expecting an answer
The same message appeared… 'Ask the right questions, I will give you the right answers…'
"How do I find Ravenclaw's wand?" asked Harry
"What comes between were and will be?" Was written across the bit of paper
"Err—you mean am…no, are?" said Harry, unsure of his answer
"You have found Ravenclaw's beginning." Was written across the paper
"Are…R…okay…look for an 'R'." Harry began digging through the cabinet once again, minding that he held on to the parchment.
Harry opened the second drawer. Wand case, two files and 'R' Broach.
"Ha! I've got you. Harry picked up the tiny pin. He said the spell that would turn it back into the original wand…nothing…
Harry looked around. There was a pin on the desk opposite him. He approached it and said the spell to it. Again, nothing. Harry looked once more. On a higher shelf to his left was a broach. Harry Climbed the ladder to be eye-level with the tiny silver broach. Harry said the spell to return it to the wand…Bingo…
Harry climbed down from the ladder and placed the wand on the desk.
Harry de-horcruxed the wand. It was now a powerless piece of wood and unicorn hair.
Harry held up the parchment and studied it. It was no different then the last time it had a message.
"How do I find Gryffindor's last peace agreement with Slytherin?"
"I can not tell you that…Find another of my kind…"
"Where?" asked Harry
"With in my own home…My own house…"
Harry thought for a moment. The parchment's home could have been a number of things…
"Where is your home?"
"He who does not tell the truth tells…?" the parchment answered with its riddle
"Lies" answered Harry
Black, blue, wild, and straw are these…"
Harry thought for a moment…what word had all these other words in common?
"Can you give me another clue?"
"Interested? 'Yes, very' should be your answer…"
"Berry…lie…Library! Now why couldn't you have just said that?"
"I'm not designed for everyone's knowledge…"
"Now…about your house…what is it?"
"Ask the right questions, I will give you the right answers…"
Harry rephrased his question, hoping that the parchment would answer.
"What is your house…a book maybe?"
"House yes…book…no…"
"Is it one of the Hogwarts houses?"
"Possible….most possible…"
"Is it Gryffindor's house?"
"Ask the right questions, I will give you the right answers…" the paper answered again
"Is it the lion's house?"
"Yes…"
"So…the peace treaty is in the Gryffindor Library?...There's not such thing…"
"The fat lady has her share of secrets, too…"
Harry thought.
"Thank you." Harry had no idea why he told the parchment thank you, but continued on.
"Will you be able to help me in the future?"
"No…I am for use of one time…"
Harry laid down the paper.
"Now…to find Griffindor's last peace treaty…" said Harry as he walked out of the ancient library.
Harry returned to Hogwarts as soon as he could. Harry found himself going up the winding staircase to the Gryffindor tower. Harry quickly found his destination…the fat lady's portrait.
"Password?" she asked
"No password…I have to ask you a question" answered Harry
"Oh…and what, prey tell, is your question?"
"Where is Gryffindor's Library?"
Oh…dear boy…there is no such thing!"
"But there must be!"
"Ask the right questions…my memory may return to me" she said
Harry stood there. He felt the familiar feeling of having done this before.
"How many libraries are in the school?"
"two at any given time…two of which you know…public and Headmaster's…but the third…is a requirement…"
It clicked! The Gryffindor Library was in the room of requirement.
Harry made his way down the twisting halls and staircases until he was on the familiar hallway that housed the hidden door.
Harry walked past the segment of wall three times, all the while saying in head 'I need the Gryffindor Library.' The door appeared. Harry grabbed the handle to the shape-shifting room.
He swung the door open enough to fit himself through the door.
He stepped into the room and looked around. The room was much like the Library in Godric's Hollow. It was a circular room lined with shelves upon shelves of books and ancient artifacts.
Harry looked around the room, leaving no book untouched or artifact unnoticed. There was a portrait hanging on the far side of the room. In the frame was the Fat lady.
"Congratulations, Harry," she said, "You have found Godric's Library."
"Are you going to help me find the horcrux?" Harry asked
"No, but I will tell you what can." She answered, "see the old globe on that shelf there?" she said pointing into the room at ancient globe.
Harry walked up to it and took it off its shelf.
"What about it?"
"Open it, boy!"
Harry did as she told him. The globe opened along the equator. Inside was a large ruby.
"What am I to do with this?"
"Ask it where your precious horcrux is." She answered arrogantly
Harry mentally slapped himself and held up the stone to examine it closer. When Harry turned back at the portrait, the fat lady had gone.
"How do I find Godric's last peace treaty with Slytherin?" he asked it.
In the center of the Gem, a swirling cloud of dark, dark red appeared. The cloud stopped spinning and formed words.
" What are synonyms for fight and calm?" it read
Harry thought…nothing rang a bell…
"May I have another clue?"
"What rhymes with Boar?"
"fight….War?"
"Of course… and what is another word for parts?"
"Pieces? War and Peace?"
"You have found the title of the treaty's mask…"
"Okay…. War and Peace…" Harry scanned the shelves in search of the famous Muggle book.
He found it on the top most shelves next to the portrait's Frame. He took it down and set it on the desk to de-horcrux it.
The treaty was a simple bit a parchment, but held so much meaning…
Harry walked calmly through the bone yard that housed his nightmarish memories. He returned for one specific reason, destroy the horcrux.
Harry found Tom Marvolo Riddle's grave marker. He could see the memories in the back of his mind.
Harry cast the spell to excavate Tom's casket. The casket was brought to the surface, the dirt slid off the lid in clumps and loose, dry soil. He lifted the warped lid of the coffin. Inside, lying on the decayed body was the sliver locket.
Harry took the locket and headed from the cemetery, back to Hogwarts… He had found all he could of the Horcruxes. Voldemort had the last of them.
Harry returned to Hogwarts the next night.
He walked into the entrance hall.
"It's time." Said Amanda, who was leading a pack of 'death eaters' and holding a set of robes in her arms.
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