Summary - A new prophesy of great power and a new alliance has been made many centuaries ago. Now the five whom are the subject of this prophecy must learn of new friendships, love, sights and powers.
Pairings - I am going to keep with J.K Rowling plot of Harry and Ginny but the other 2 relationships in this story will be different to the books. There will be no slash.
Other Notes - This story will be hopefully novel length, I'm also looking for some lovely betas to make sure I don't make any painful grammatical or spelling mistakes! There will be various themes intergrated in this fiction, Harry will be super powerful, but it will need work.
Blanket Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter, the characters or places. Only that which you do not recognise from the books is owned by me.
The Unknown Alliance - Chapter 2
A tall being stood in front of a row of grimy houses, swallowing the struggling sunlight that was fighting through the clouds in to their putrid walls. A particularly bleak dwelling squeezed inself into the open air. He smirked slightly at the bittersweet memories that were flooding through him, this place had opened a torrent of long forgotten problems and biting anguish. In an extremely indignified manner the unknown being slumped onto the curbstone; bundling up rich robes to avoid dirt. He gently ran a finger tip across the surface of each of the weapons that were safetly secured onto a dark leather belt strapped across his chest. The blades glittered ominously in the daylight, their power and destructive nature leashed tightly. Muscles flexed as he crossed a boot clad foot over the other in an attempt to be more comfortable. Again he smirked in retrospection of how much had changed in the last few years, yet it had been merely one month in this world…
He suddenly tilted his head as if hearing something echoe from afar, in a twirl of thunderous flames he was gone.
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Remus Lupin had been enjoying his day so far. The sun was shining and Diagon Alley was packing with bustling busy people going about their daily jobs and errands. Lupin had been assigned as one of the unofficial guard to protect the innocents that may be caught up with a death-eater attack. To be truthful the only reason he was there was because of how inept the ministry was, Fudge demanded a guard of 5 sorely needed aurors! "Ridiculous" Remus muttered sullenly under his breath. Things hadn't been the same for him since Harry had disappeared, his world closed in for a while but he soon threw himself into his work with the hope that Harry, was not in fact dead, but hiding. It was just this instinct that he held, even clutched onto for dear life. He was too preoccupied with the glittering patterns that the sunlight was making in a shop window to notices a high pitched scream not far in the distance.
He was snapped into awareness when a woman slammed into him in her blind frenzy babbling, "Death eaters! He-who-must-not-be-named! Help! Please…DEATHEATERS!"
Remus threw her in the direction she had been running, drew his wand and set off towards the followers of the dark lord. Around him there was chaos, people were screaming, children bawling, and even sho keepers slamming shut their doors. The rest of the guard quickly separated themselves from the tide of terrified people, there were only 7 in total including Tonks, Kingsley and a few new members of the Order. Not enough really to deal with an open attack on the shopping district.
Over a dozen white masked tyrants were marching through the centre of the street cheering fanatically and leering at the women, even laughing at the looks of fear upon the people they knocked down. Remus snarled and started running towards them,
"STUPEFY!" He sent a stunning curse at the head of the group catching him right in the chest sending him crumpling to the ground. The death eater standing beside his fallen comrade retaliated immediately so Remus had to throw himself into a rib cracking roll across the pavement to dodget the crude pain curse. This marked the beginning of the battle. Streams and bullet of piercing light shot over head slamming into buildings gouging great wounds, rubble flew everywhere and there were visible pockmarks in the streets. Tonks despite her apparent clumsiness swiftly ploughed through the atrocities, knocking them aside with a look of fierce determination. The fight was pitched and fierce, but the Order members were in defence immediately and soon they were almost surrounded. Cries of desperation rang through the air as one by one the members fell to the ground. Remus, however, was still standing using his enhanced senses and speed to gradually take out a death eater. But sadly there were still outnumbered, the death eaters had quickly received backup and now there were over a dozen (not included those captured) encircling the remaining Pheonix members. Abruptly there was a flash of roaring fire above their heads. The Order fighters ducked onto the cobbled street whilst the death eaters stood smirking at the party trick. A man clad in rich robes appearied suspended in the air by a bed of flames. He twisted and lashed out his foot sending it into the nearest white masked chin, a sickening crunch was heard clearly through the street as the man fell unconscious to the ground. In a dramatic swirl of his robes he landed cat-like upon the ground crouching, his muscles were taught and ready to unleash hell upon each of these evil men. The other death-eaters seemed to be frozen stiff in realisation that this was in fact not a party-trick but a dangerous man. He exploded up into the air again thrust his fists sideways into the temples of two had been too busy staring to defend themselves. Using momentum he ducked low again but swung his foot again in a curve sending in deep into the gut of another. It was like a brutal dance being played out at breakneck speed. Getting tired of the charade, the man scanned around quickly, only 4 left. Standing straight and swinging his hands, fingers spread, to face the remaining men, he incanted
"Stupefus totallum iuem" a strong shimmering blast erupted from his rough skin and struck each man in the chest knocking them several feet into the air then suddenly leaving them to crash mercilessly into the ground. A quickly as he had come the man bowed to the stunned order members then disappeared wreathed in licking flames.
The whole thing had lasted a few minutes and, finally, Harry Potter was home.
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In the dimly lit kitchen of 12 Grimmauld Place the Order was feverishly discussing the new powerful factor in this war.
"Remus, we have no idea who this person is! We don't even know if he is on our side for Merlin's sake!" screeched Mrs Weasely
He rubbed his temples trying to make sense of the situation, "Yes I understand that Molly, but why would they fight with us? There is noone in our world powerful enough to do that level of wandless magic, but it is possible that if he is sided with Voldemort we are in very great danger…" he trailed off looking in to the fire. 'What would Harry say?" he muttered in the caverns of his mind.
"He did amazin' today, we were about to say goodbye to our back-sides. Nice party trick too with the flames!" grumbled Tonks resting a sore leg upon one of the rickety chairs.
Kingsley slammed his hand against the table, growling he said "That proves Molly's point, he is powerful…too powerful…"
"OF COURSE HE'S DANGEROUS! " thundered Moody viens pulsing in his toughened skin, yellowed teeth flashing gruesomely, "-should be hunted down, AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!"
"Now now Moody, don't want to have to send you to bed early tonight do we?" taunted a soft voice from behind them,
Whipping round the grouped gasped, there sitting right behind them was the man of the conversation. He was leaning casually back on his chair with both legs up on the table.
"Sorry to disturb you" he said to the four wands pointed at his heart,
"How did you get in here?" growled Moody, his eyes flashing dangerously, "I will have you Kissed for this you scum!"
"I'm afraid you can't do that…" retorted the robed figure from below his darkened hood,
"And why not?" jeered Moody, happy to have the upper hand in this conversation.
"Because-" the man paused almost for dramatic effect, "-this is my house".
The silence rang through the room, noone moved hardly believing the nerve of the intruder. But apparently the man had decided that he'd had his fun.
"I, Harry Potter inheritated the Black estates upon my godfather's death, any clearer?" he said flipping down his hood to reveal deep glimmering emerald eyes shining with amusement, medium long black hair which had the "I rolled out of bed this morning anf decided I liked it the way it was" look. Harry was more muscular, his chest had broaden and face matured.
The next thing he knew there were two bodies colliding with his in a bone-crushing embrace. Lupin and Molly had their 'son' back.
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It had been a few days since Harry had returned from the 'dead'. Many tearful greeting and a massive thump on the back from Ron who was trying to keep his composure. They had all wondered where exactly had the great Harry Potter disappeared to?
Sitting comfortably in front of the fire Harry began to speak, Ron was sitting in front of him happyness still beaming from his face, Hermione had recently stopped crying in happiness and Mrs Weasely had fetched them all drinks. Ginny Weasely however sat quietly nearby, not right in the middle but close enough to see Harry, to be sure he wasn't a figment of her imagination and that he was in fact home again.
"Where the hell did you go Harry?" blurted out Ron, Harry smiled slightly at his best friend's curiosity.
"To be honest I don't really know myself, well at least the exact time." he paused to let them all absorb this shocking clue.
Flashback
Harry struggled to open his bleary eyes, the sunlight hurt him. It was too bright and harsh for his condition. All his muscles seemed to heavy to lift, even his breathing had slowed to an almost impossible rate. Confused he looked around. Harry was lying in a simple high wooden bed surrounded by a curtain. The blankets surrounding hims were warm and fluffy, trying not to succumb to their embrace he forced himself to be more alert. Suddenly there were footsteps.
"Oh Harry, you are awake!" said a tall willowy woman swathed in cornflower blue robes and an unmistakable air of kindness yet great wisdom. Her long golden hair was swept to one side flowing over her shoulder past a slender face with thin lips.
"We were actually worried that your poor body would give out! Now that wouldn't do, not at all!" she continued cheerfully.
Shaking himself out of his dreamlike state Harry clearly his throat gently, "I'm sorry but who are you and where am I?" he said hoarsely.
"I'm sorry dear, I forgot that you have no idea what happened" she smiled indulgently at him, he was starting to get annoyed with her though. "Why don't you just tell me!" he fumed.
"The year is 1595. I am Lady Ariona, Clans woman of the Grand Order of the Dicio. I am the wife of one of the lesser mages. It is safe to say that you are not in your own world anymore." she paused, looking at Harry's bewildered expression,
"In our time our lands and lives are governed by the High Magi of Dicio, these men and woman have extraordinary power, that of the gods themselves. Sadly there are few in this world, although there may be more in others. You must be wondering what this has to do with you?" Harry nodded numbly.
"Many thousands of years ago the Council received a prophecy of one who shall unite. One with the most extreme power and just cause to wield such responsibility. You have met the requirements, there for you are the One. We retrieved you just after your magical awakening to train you for such power. I am correct in thinking that this is your 16th year?"
Harry nodded again, he was too overwhelmed to ask any questions.
"Ah…well that is to be expected. Most mature at that age. You must understand that our civilisation depends also on your defeat of the Dark Lord currently rampaging your world. " she looked at him with serious copper eyes, "If he is too succeed we will all fall into inretrievable darkness, our fates are tied. There is more to your destiny but that is not for you to know at this time. You will be trained physically in various martial arts which will increase your speed, strength and endurance. Although that is not all, you will also be trained mentally for discipline by such means as occlumency. Naturally you will have intensive magical training to learn the arts of animagi, medicinal, rituals and elemental magic among others. This will be difficult but in the end it will be worth it. I wish well to you boy. Your mentors for your time here will be Master Sanyus and Lady Ianua. They will guide you."
The first legible thought Harry had was "What the bloody hell is going on!" before he slipped into blissful unconscious.
End Flashback
"So that's what happened shortly after I disappeared" quipped Harry cheerfully, "And now I have returned 4 years later…"
Hermione suddenly asked "But Harry…you can't have been gone 4 years, its only been just over 3 weeks since we last saw you?"
"Ahh but who says that our laws of time applied there too?" he asked mischievously, laughing at the dumbstruck look on Hermione's face.
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