The List
By: lbfan
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, the characters, and the world which was created in the books. These are all owned by JK Rowling, AOL Time Warner, and many publishers around the world. This is written for entertainment purposes only. No profit will be made from this story.
Chapter 9 – Greyback's Arrest
When they arrived at the bungalow the warm evening sun was low on the horizon. The quaint bungalow had undergone a completely stunning remodel. Apparently, Neville did not know how to make simple changes. A tall hedge walled off the entrance area into a veranda. This area, like the LB Ranch, had been given its own Fidelius charm. The front entrance had been replaced with a large revolving door. The rest of the outside wall of the bungalow was littered with small windows.
Walking through the revolving doors was truly amazing. What was expected to be the cramped main room of the island hide-a-way, turned out to be a massive ornate lobby of a turn-of-the-century Victorian resort hotel. A black grand piano was set up in the middle of the marble floor. Couches and chairs surrounded it. To one side, a beautiful large banquet table was set up with sixteen chairs around it. A pair of restaurant style double doors led into a kitchen designed for elves. On the other side of the lobby was a grand staircase leading up to five hotel suites. Another five suites existed on the lower level. Each suite had a queen-sized bed, a private bathroom with loo, and two windows that looked out into the beautiful island paradise outside.
Neville said that he found the idea in a travel brochure.
Dobby arrived to show them all to their rooms. The presence of everyone's belongings in their rooms, showed evidence of the busy nature of the house elves.
It was still dark when everyone woke the next morning. Ginny was already up and dressed in some nice robes when she joined the rest for breakfast.
Serving breakfast with contemptuous looks was Stinger. Pepper sternly observed him while lending a hand.
Noticing that Harry and Neville just joined the group after doing their morning Tai Chi exercises, Ginny introduced Pepper and Stinger to the parents at the breakfast table. She explained, "Stinger is in the process of learning proper house elf behavior and Pepper is teaching him."
"Ginny," Harry started to ask, "where are you going, dressed so nicely?"
Ginny gave him a warm smile at his complement. "I'm going to Hogsmeade today. I will be visiting with the business owners to start up an organization called, 'the Black Community Alliance.' This organization will assist citizens and businesses to work together and to help each other. The businesses that are a part of this group would be those in support of our efforts in stopping the spread of violence and fear. This organization will provide the employment and social welfare assistance to the citizens which the Ministry is failing to provide."
Neville's eyes were wide with trepidation. He asked her directly, "Who is going with you?"
Harry understood why she needed to do this, but he agreed with Neville on this. Harry added, "I'll come with you."
Ginny quickly responded, "No, you can't. Your presence will be too noticeable and will be a distraction. I'm sorry Harry, but I have to do this without you."
Harry looked around the table, but no one else volunteered to go with her.
Neville noticed that, and offered, "I'll go to Hogsmeade with her. I'll be able to blend in, yet watch her back at the same time." He turned towards Ginny and added, "You'll just have to wait till I get cleaned up. I'll only be a few minutes."
A few minutes later, Neville came back down to join Ginny in the lobby. After Harry gave her a few more compliments and a kiss good-bye, Ginny left with Neville.
The Daily Prophet arrived by post owl to Peter Pettigrew. He hadn't actually been using that name since his staged death nearly 16 years ago. The Daily Prophet has been sending the paper to his alias 'Wormtail.' Lord Voldemort used to receive the paper himself, but the newspaper company had cancelled his subscription when their delivery owls failed to return. It was a good thing the Daily Prophet does not hire newspaper boys to deliver papers.
Glancing at the paper, Peter discovered that the news was something of unusual interest on this day. Moments later, Pettigrew entered the Dark Lord's chamber in fear. Groveling at the hem of his robe, he handed his master his newspaper.
The headlines read:
Students to Teach at Hogwarts
The Daily Prophet has learned that Seventh Year Hogwarts Students, Hermione Granger, and Harry James Potter have been offered teaching positions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Miss. Granger, who earlier in the summer discovered the Knight Patronus spell that destroys Dementors, will be teaching the Transfiguration classes. Mr. Potter, who recently commanded the successful defense of the Battle of the Burrow, will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. The two new professors took their NEWT's in their perspective subjects last Friday to qualify for their positions and both passed with exceptional marks.
They both signed two-year contracts as Assistant Professors. This position will allow them to continue their education and teach at the same time. (Story continues on page 4.)
Voldemort's expression changed from amusement to smug satisfaction. "Well Wormtail, Potter won't be hiding from us forever. We are already planning to take over Hogwarts, so we can kill him when we get that far. However, it would be better if he wasn't in the way in the first place." Voldemort thought about this a little more, then ordered, "Bring me Zabini's boy, Blaise."
Wormtail nodded and left the room, pleased he had survived another news delivery without being tortured.
That evening, in a separate hideout somewhere else in the country, the very same newspaper article was scrutinized by Alastor Moody. He was waiting for the Order of the Phoenix meeting to start.
When everyone arrived, Mad-Eye asked, "Minerva, why did you hire those two whelps to teach? I didn't know you were that desperate for teachers."
Minerva McGonagall looked at Alastor with a tight lip and distain in her eyes. "Moody, I will run the school as I see fit. It seems to me that you turned down my invitation to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. You have no right to complain of my choices."
Flustered, Mad Eye threw his hands in the air in irritation and said, "Fair enough, but these are just kids."
Minerva defended her decision in an air of superiority, "Harry Potter has proven himself as a capable teacher and leader when he ran the D.A. Hermione is the brightest student Hogwarts has had in years. Her talent for transfiguration is just as strong as her skills in spell creation. If you don't trust her skills in teaching, just look at Harry and Ron's OWL scores."
She pulled a tiny bundle from her pocket, and enlarged it to full size with a wave of her wand. The stack was 10 centimeters tall. "These are letters from parents concerned about the safety of their children when at Hogwarts. After the Battle of the Burrow, these parents only agreed to send their children to Hogwarts if I could confirm that Harry Potter would be there. When his phoenix landed on his shoulder, I knew then, that I was making the right decision."
Remus shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
Molly corrected her, "Athena, the phoenix, is Neville's companion."
Remus asked, "Why was Athena on Harry's shoulder?"
A look of realization struck Professor McGonagall's face as she remembered the phoenix returning to Neville, when their discussion was done. "Oh, I must have mistakenly assumed that the phoenix belonged to Harry, but it was what the phoenix wanted me to believe. Either way, I feel that the choice had Athena's blessing."
Delalus Diggle excitedly asked, "You mean Frank and Alice's Neville? Would he be a suitable leader?"
Many across the room raised their voices in objection. Remus was the only one who said anything positive, "Neville is a surprising young man. The Occlumency which Harry has been teaching him is sharpening his mind, and his coming of age has made his magic strong enough to rival both of his parents."
Incredulously Delalus said, "You must be mistaken, Frank and Alice were the best of Aurors."
Going to Remus's defense, Tonks added, "Out of his group of friends, Neville has become Harry's chief of security and right-hand man. The two of them are spending hours training in dueling, martial arts, and swords." Noticing Molly's glare, she added, "Ron may be Harry's closer friend, but he is clearly being groomed to command and strategize."
Unexpectedly, Arthur Weasley added, "As for Aurors, I doubt that many could best Neville in a duel. I have seen them spar. It is amazing what they are doing."
At that moment, Athena flamed into the room and perched herself on the back of an empty chair near Arthur.
"Never the less," Minerva interjected, "I would have to see this new Neville to believe him. The one thing he does have going for him is that he has been chosen as a companion by a phoenix. This speaks well of his character. This is a side, of Neville I haven't seen before."
Hestia Jones asked, "What about other phoenix companions? Is there anyone else we could turn to for leadership?"
When everyone looked at her, Minerva just looked down and shook her head. "There are only a small handful of phoenix companions around the world, and all of them have declined my request for assistance. For now, we will have to work together without a leader."
During this time in Barbados, Harry, Neville, Ginny, Ron, Luna, Dan, Hermione and Emma were enjoying the beach for the last few hours of the day. As the sunset approached, Harry and Ginny found a secluded place where they spent some quiet time together.
Holding Ginny with both his arms wrapped around her, he told her, "I wish I could spend my whole life just like this, watching a sunset with you in my arms."
She was enjoying the warmth and security of his arms. To her, the world seemed at peace as she lost herself in his embrace. "It will be wonderful when we can do this all of the time."
"Ginny, I'm ready to make my promise to you."
This caught her attention. He took off his charm necklace before they went out to the beach, so she couldn't just read his mind. His eyes were smiling at her, and his lopsided grin, which she adored, told her that he was up to something. She asked him, "I'm already betrothed to you. What are you thinking?" She was assuming that he was going to propose to her, it seemed a little awkward, but the romance of the setting sun seemed fitting.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a miniaturized box in his closed hand. It must have been a silent spell, because when he opened up his hand a full sized ring box was there.
Ginny's eyes went wide with surprise and unshed tears. A smile spread across her face as she looked into his eyes again.
Harry said, "This is a promise ring. Like you pointed out, with our betrothal it has no change in our relationship, but it would symbolize our commitment to others. This ring means that we promise to become engaged." He opened the box to reveal a beautiful gold ring with rubies and emeralds.
Her mouth dropped as she took in the beauty of the ring. The emeralds reminded her of the color of his eyes.
"Ginny, I love you, and I want to marry you someday. I promise to stay true to you, and ask you to marry me." Harry asked her, "Will you accept this ring as my promise, and wear it as a symbol of your promise to me?"
The tears escaped her eyes as she looked back into his. "Yes, I will wear this ring as my promise. I love you more than words could describe. I promise to stay true to you and accept your proposal when you are ready."
Harry took the ring out of the box, and slid it onto her finger. He leaned over, and gave her a kiss. The moment seemed perfect for them. The warmth of the setting sun cast a warm glow in her red hair. The smile in her bright brown eyes seemed to engrave this moment into his memory for all time. There would be no problem creating a strong Patronus from this memory.
As he placed the ring on her hand, Ginny felt the warmth of magic flowing out from it. She asked him, "What enchantments are on the ring?"
He said, "Warmth, Shield, and Protean Charms are placed on the ring. As you touch the ring with your thumb, you can feel the beat of my heart. This way, when I face danger, you will know that I am still alive. I will always come back for you."
She lifted her chin to give him another kiss. This time, the kiss was more fitting for the gift, being longer and more passionate.
Ron and Hermione were strolling along the beach, hand-in-hand, when they noticed Harry and Ginny from a distance. Harry was giving Ginny a ring. Ron said, "Look at them. He is still going full steam ahead with his romance."
Hermione remarked, "Ginny doesn't seem to mind. What's wrong with that?"
Ron started to get irritated at how calmly she was taking this situation. "Ginny is only 16. They are purposely betrothed so that they wouldn't have to feel rushed into getting hitched. Yet, here he is again pushing harder and faster for a stronger commitment from her. Next thing you know, they would be jumping into the sack together." A look of utter disgust was on his face.
Hermione couldn't take it anymore. "Ron, they are betrothed to each other. It is no longer any of our business what they do together. Just because Harry doesn't have cold feet like you, doesn't mean you should make them miserable." She stormed back to the bungalow leaving Ron on the beach considering the meaning of her words.
When Ginny returned to the bungalow hotel, she searched the place until she finally found Hermione sitting in the darkness of her room. "Hermione, what are you doing in here?"
Hermione just shrugged, "Just thinking."
Luna found them and entered the room behind Ginny.
To change the subject, Hermione said, "I saw Harry give you something when you were out at the beach. May I see it?"
Ginny couldn't help but share her excitement with her friends. She showed them the ring and explained the charms. She said, "It's just a promise ring. I was really hoping for an engagement ring when I saw the box, but I still have two more years of schooling to complete. I just can't wait until this betrothal is over, and I can start living my life as Mrs. Potter. Sitting on the beach in the comfort of his strong arms, I never wanted it to end. There in his embrace, the world just seemed at peace, as it is supposed to be."
To return to subject, Ginny turned the tables on Hermione and said, "You and Ron looked pretty cozy holding each other's hands on the beach. What happened? Did he ask you?"
Hermione looked exasperated, and then sad as she replied, "No, I'm not sure if it was truly resentment or just jealousy, but Ron made an issue of Harry's rapid relationship with you. I told him off and ended up in here. It felt nice spending time with him holding hands, but I need more. I wish he could just say something to me - anything. I am tired of sitting on the sidelines wondering if he feels anything at all." To pass the hot seat around as if it was a game, she asked Luna, "So, we saw you and Neville smiling and playing together. What about Neville?"
Luna eyes went unfocused again as she looked around the room. "Neville certainly did try to get close. I enjoyed it, but my mind started to wander to my dad. I don't think I will ever trust anyone again. There really is no such thing as true love."
Hermione and Ginny exchanged a weary look. Ginny told Luna, "Just give it time. Love and truthfulness are real, and you will find it in the perfect man. You'll see."
Two days later, Hermione, Luna, Ginny, Ron, Neville and Harry were working on Animagus training. Everyone had made good progress that day. Hermione and Ginny were able to shrink down into small mammal forms. Ron let out a whoop when he finally found his inner animal.
A section in the back of the Marauder's notebook was on the lessons they learned over the years. One of the comments was, 'Animagus transformation can be simplified by focusing your magical energy into your inner animal. Everything else just seems to happen.
Because Ron had found his inner animal, they all filled out the proper ministry forms to register their training. Harry took the forms with him the next time he did his Auror training at the Ministry. To keep their confidentiality he handed them directly to Gawain Robards.
Gawain told Harry, "I don't see why all of you are putting so much effort into Animagus training. It will take years to achieve, and you need to focus on other things for now. Besides, you and Miss. Lovegood have magical creatures for inner-animals. This is unheard of, and it is very doubtful that you will ever achieve them."
In reply, Harry said, "I disagree. It won't take us long, even for Luna and me. We will need to use these forms for what we have to do."
The following day, Luna returned from her trip to London with Emma and Dan to brief Harry, Neville, Hermione, Ron and Ginny on the badger goblet. She told them that the goblet was in an underground maze under the former orphanage in London where Tom Riddle had lived as a boy. The orphanage had long since been vacated and transformed into an apartment building. The current resident of the apartment that has the entrance will be out of town the coming week and will be returning on the 24th of August.
Luna laid out a formalized plan to prepare for their visit including the potions they would need to create and the spells they would need to learn. "There will be many traps in the maze. It is very likely you will die," Luna said, matter-of-factly.
Their trips to the beach later that week were relaxing and fun, but it had put them out into the open for others to discover them. It was unlikely that Death Eaters would ever find them in Barbados, yet it did happen. One morning when Harry walked down to breakfast, everyone else was at the dining table looking sullen and dejected.
Neville said, "We have to move again."
Harry replied, "I know. They found out we are here, but as long as we stay inside the safety of the wards, will be safe. There are six possible Death Eaters surrounding the place."
In response, Neville asked, "How did you know? I only saw two outside my window."
Harry sighed, "It doesn't matter. Where to now?"
Neville said, "I wasn't expecting to have to move us again for another week. We will all be going to the Villa. The only problem is that there are only four bedrooms there."
Hermione offered, "That will be no problem. With a little effort, we can add another two rooms somewhere."
Within two hours, they were all moved out of the tropical beach hotel, and arrived at the cozy Mediterranean Villa. The place was spotlessly clean and re-painted. The place was barely noticeable if it weren't for the fact that the villa had the same building architecture and view as before. This house did not have a sandy beach, but it did have a pool and dock.
Neville said, "Listen up everyone! Like at the LB Ranch, we are not going to leave the property except through the Floo and apparition area. We can't take out the yacht or walk into the village."
In dismay, everyone agreed. They would have to keep a low profile if they didn't want to keep on constantly running away.
In a café in Barbados, Lord Voldemort and a few of his minions had just returned back to their senses. Voldemort asked, "What happened? How did we get here?"
Carrows said, "It is just like last time. When ever we got close, we ended up finding ourselves here at this café hungry and confused."
Voldemort said, "He must have put a strong Confundus ward on the property. That Potter is stronger than I expected. The spell even affected me."
A manager hesitantly approached them, and said, "Are you going to order? Because if your not, I'm going to have to ask all of you to leave. You are scaring off the customers with your dresses and masks. They are a little overboard, even for Halloween."
Voldemort was so hungry he was actually going to let the man's remarks go at first. Coming to his senses again, he killed the manager and burned down the restaurant. He ordered Carrows and the others, "Watch the neighborhood and the beach. Get me as soon as you find him."
At the Villa over the next week, Harry and the others were busily preparing for the Horcrux expedition and Animagus training. Harry eventually figured it out. Using the simple instructions in the back of the marauder's manual, he was able to concentrate his magic and squeeze it into the inner animal form. As a result Harry stood in the family room of the villa as a giant half-eagle, half-lion in black fur and feathers. He was mostly all black except for his yellow front legs and beak. His emerald eyes were still prominent as they scanned the room.
Everyone gasped in shock at the figure. After all, it was the first time any of them seen a griffin in real life. Harry wanted to walk around, but inside it was too confining. After a few minutes of trying, Harry began to get panicked that he wouldn't be able to return to his original human form. After 15 minutes had passed, everyone else started to worry. Ginny tried to sooth him by brushing his neck and back. It didn't really help, but he liked her presence.
It was almost a half an hour before he figured out how to return to his normal self. Before he went outside to try it a second time, he asked, "Who would like me to show them how to transform?" Everyone apprehensively declined. They were concerned that they too would be stuck in their animal form.
Ron said, "Perhaps after you transform back and forth a few times."
"Fine Ron, but I'm holding you to it. You're next." Harry replied.
Looking like he was going to throw up, Ron took the promise more as a threat.
When he was outside, Harry managed to get the transformations down. The problem he was experiencing outside was controlling his desire to open his wings and fly. He knew he could not do that. Besides being too close to Muggle settlements, Neville would never permit him to leave the boundaries of the wards that were set for his own protection.
When he returned to the Villa's interior, Harry used the Menscontrolus Spell to guide Ron into transforming himself. After he eased Ron past his own apprehension, Ron made the transformation. Instead of the gasps and cries they had for Harry, everyone swooned and cooed over Ron when he turned into an Irish setter.
Immediately, Ron pounced around with his new legs and ran around the Villa, wagging and panting. Taking advantage of his new form, Ron licked and nudged Hermione. To satisfy him, she petted him. She even scratched him behind the ears as she said, "Ron, I think I like you better like this." After a while of trying, Ron eventually padded up to Harry and sat in front of him gazing up with soulful eyes. He even sat up and begged, before Harry would cast the Menscontrolus Spell a second time to help him transform back into himself.
Ron said, "You are so mean. How long were you going to leave me that way? I had to beg to get your attention."
Harry laughed, "Well, you looked so good as a dog, and the form suits you. Now try doing it yourself."
Ron sat and concentrated for a minute, and then he changed back into his dog form. A minute later, he was back to his normal form. They all gave him a round of applause.
By the end of the next day, everyone was changing their form and back. To get more room for running and flying, they went to Charlie's Forbidden Forest Ranger Station. Charlie was surprised to see the group when he greeted them at the door. "Hey, what are all of you doing here? It is dangerous for you to be here in the forest."
Ginny smirked, "It is more like it is dangerous for the forest for Luna to be here."
Harry said, "We're working with our Animagus transformations and we need a safe place to spend transformed. Would you care to see us?"
"Wow! All of you are Animagus? Even you sweetie?" Charlie asked Ginny.
Ginny smiled and nodded.
Charlie looked over at his brother, and asked, "What are you?"
Without answering, Ron transformed into an Irish setter for him.
One by one, everyone changed into their form. Neville was a lion, shaggy and solemn, and Hermione was a river otter, sleek and agile like her Patronus. It was no surprise to Charlie when Ginny transformed into a quick red fox. Ron had to restrain the instincts that were urging him to chase her.
Luna waited to do her transformation till last. It created quite a shock to see a tall blue dragon standing before them with chatoyant scales gleaming like pearls. She blinked round yellow eyes at them. A gentle wisp of smoke rose after a dainty burp.
At the sight of the dragon, Charlie's mouth dropped. "The fabled Blue Dragon," he murmured in amazement. He explained, "The Blue Dragon was just a fable of a good dragon which fought evil, and brought justice to the land. Luna, you have legacy to uphold."
Charlie gave them his blessing, and all of them let loose and ran. Luna protectively watched all of them, yet even she had much to explore about her new form.
Both Luna and Harry were able to stretch out their wings and flew around the forest.
Harry noticed that when he concentrated he could seemingly slow down time. Actually, Harry's reaction time was unnaturally fast in this form. He learned that he could fly high into the clouds and dive at break-neck speeds towards the ground. Even from far up in the sky, he was able to focus and see everyone on the ground. On the ground, he noticed that his claws and talons were very sharp, and he was strong enough to uproot trees.
Hermione pulled out a book on griffins when they returned to the Villa. "The griffin is one of the true creatures of light, like the phoenix and unicorn. It is a guardian, and is known to fight all creatures, even dragons. Serpents are its mortal enemies. The griffin can consume poisons without harm.
Wow Harry, what an Animagus form you have. I suppose this confirms your role as the Heir of Gryffindor, as the name means 'House of the Griffin.' It is as if the name of our house prophesies your existence." Hermione continued to ponder on the possibilities.
Later that week, Hermione came back from working with their research partners excited and dancing around. Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she exclaimed, "Harry, they did it! It's done and it works. By afternoon, two hundred vials will be ready for you." Ginny, Ron, Neville and Luna were in full party mode calling for a celebration.
In confusion, the parents asked what they were so excited about. Harry said, "Damocles Belby discovered the cure, the cure for lycanthropy! Remus who was getting ready to go into hiding for the last night of the full moon, just stood there in shock. Tonks was hugging him, shaking with excitement.
Emma explained to the other dumbfounded adults, "Hermione and her research partners created a potion to reverse the werewolf's disease."
Hermione explained to them how Harry had practically drained his trust vault to finance the research and development of the cure.
As Ginny was orchestrating the elves to put on a party, Harry trudged up to his room. Out of his trunk, Harry grabbed his potion belt, dragon hide cloak and breast plate. When he re-entered the room in battle gear, the celebration ended as if cold water were thrown on everyone.
In tears, Ginny ran to him pleading, "No! Don't go now. Please Harry, please." She clung to him as tight as she could.
Quietly Harry calmed her, "You know I have to. It is a full moon again tonight, and I have to stop the terror. Hopefully, it will go peacefully." Turning to Remus, he said, "Could you take me there? Would you please take me to the werewolf camp this afternoon?"
Remus was hoping that he wasn't taking Harry to face his death when he reluctantly nodded his consent.
Giving her a few minutes to stop crying, Harry gently pushed Ginny away. With a sob, she said, "You better come back. I love you."
Harry said, "And that is all the reason I need. I promise we'll come back." He gave her a hug and kiss before turning to the door.
Before he made it to the door, Hermione, Emma, and Molly all hugged and kissed him on the cheek. Each one demanded that he return safely.
At the door he found Neville also dressed in his matching armor. His sword was hanging from his waist. Harry said, "Neville, I can't take you with me, especially with a sword. In order for this work, they must not feel threatened. I don't want to force them to be normal, just lead them to become normal. If more come than just Remus and I, it won't work. Sorry Neville, not this time."
Holding his shoulders firmly, Harry continued, "I am truly honored that you would follow me into this danger. There is no one else I would rather have to watch my back than you."
Harry and Remus went to Hogwarts where they were just finishing the vials of the cure.
Harry asked Damocles, "What are you calling it?"
Damocles said, "I'm calling it Lynthia Potion after the woman who inspired me to create it."
"Was Lynthia a werewolf?" Harry asked.
Sheepishly Damocles replied, "Yes she was, and she was the first to be cured."
Harry gave him a reassuring smile and said, "I would do the same for the woman I love. I'm the second generation of Potters attempting to find a cure for him." Harry pointed to Remus at his side.
Out of his pocket, Harry produced a bank draft for ten thousand pounds for Damocles, and handed it to him.
Damocles objected, "No Harry, It didn't cost nearly as much as I anticipated."
Harry insisted, "Damocles, take the money and use it. Use it to celebrate with your over-worked staff, or give out bonuses. This is the remaining balance of the amount we agreed upon, and you earned it."
Taking one of the vials, Harry handed Remus one and said, "I also did this for you."
Remus put the vial back and promised, "I'll drink it, but in front of all of the werewolves. That way they can be assured of its safety."
In a concerned panic, Damocles said, "You're not going to werewolf camp now are you?"
Puzzled, Harry looked at him and said, "Why else would I need 200 vials? For distribution to hospitals and drug stores?" Without letting him answer, Harry continued, "Lord Voldemort is using the terror of the werewolves to drive fear into the wizarding communities. I have to stop it, and I have to bring normalcy back into the lives of those imprisoned in the camp."
Damocles warned him, "You will find that not everyone wants to be normal again. There will be some resistance."
Harry clearly looked into his eyes and said, "I am willing to face that danger, even if it only saves a life or two. I am not going to let the possibility of being killed or injured stop me. Fear is not an option when there are lives at stake. Someone has to take the stand, and it will be me."
Harry called Dobby and instructed him to transport the racks of vials to him at the werewolf camp, when he called for them.
When Remus and Harry entered the camp, they found a small village of tents and broken down shacks. The conditions seemed barely livable for even the most destitute. The people looked at him cautiously. Soon a crowd was surrounding them. Apparently, it was obvious to everyone there that he did not belong.
Harry addressed the crowd, "I bring good news. There is a way now that you can leave this prison like camp. Damocles Belby has discovered the cure for lycanthropy. I have two hundred vials of this Lynthia Potion, which should be enough to treat everyone here."
An objection was heard from the back of the crowd.
Recognizing the voice, Harry silently cast an Anti-Disapparation field over the area.
Fenrir Greyback stepped out of the crowd that seemed to create a circle around Remus and Harry. He said to a man on the edge of the crowd, "Howard, go tell the master that we have Harry Potter here." Addressing Harry, Greyback continued, "Harry, how nice of you to come join us. None of us here are going to take your poison. Lycanthropy is a life. It is not a disease. It empowers us to super human strength, and the regenerative powers give us near immortality. We are a new race. We are the future."
Harry said, "Fenrir Greyback, I am taking you to the ministry to face charges of murder and accessory to murder. Lie face down on the ground and place your hands over the top of your head."
Mirth filled Greyback's eyes as openly laughed at Harry and his feeble attempt to arrest him. "Who are you to arrest me in my kingdom? Look around. I am the leader of this pack. Are you seriously thinking that you can walk out of here with me? You would have to subdue me first." He did not even give Harry any time to reply before telling him, "It is not I who will be captured, it is you. The Dark Lord is waiting to kill you himself. Surrender to your fate, Harry Potter."
Standing clear of Remus in the center of the gathering, Harry gave Fenrir Greyback his answer by taking a battle ready stance. With a flick of his wrist, his wand was out and ready.
Greyback let out a menacing growl as he started to circle his prey looking for weakness. From behind Harry, one from the audience of werewolves cast "Expelliarmus" causing Harry's wand to fly out of his hand. Watching Greyback's eyes, he too was distracted. Harry decided to take the calculated risk and quickly turned around to see where his wand was going.
This was Greyback's chance. With Harry's back turned, he charged at him baring his unusually long sharp teeth.
When Harry realized his mistake, it was too late. In only moments it would be over.