A/N: Ah, it feels good to be back! After a well-earned break (ha ha just kidding) I finally got the inspiration to write the sequel of Harry Potter and The Wall of Ishels, so here we are. It will be just like the prequel, filled with mystery and romance and Harry and Hermione will (finally) get together. But it won't be easy… Enjoy!

A/N 2: By the way, in Hp and The WOI I got a comment that Ron wasn't appearing in the fic. Well, he will be present in this one!

A/N 3: Another note! Harry Potter and the Star of Darkness is placed two weeks after Harry Potter and the Wall of Ishels, so we are getting closer to the Wedding! Stay Tuned!

Chapter One- Blackmail and Pictures

Harry was packing his things, trying hard not to scream his lungs out as he did. He was going in a research trip to Russia, sent by the Ministry of Magic.

He had accepted at once, and not because of the money. He was going to be there for two months, he was going to be away from London… away from Hermione.

Someone knocked his door and Harry dropped his clothes. He wished that it was Hermione, who would be standing in the doorway, with her charming smiled, and she would tell him that she had dumped Ron, that they would be together forever and that everything would be right.

He opened the door and he felt a bit disappointed at the sight of Luna Lovegood. She entered the department without saying anything and she drew out a long parchment.

"Harry, I'm so sorry to say that…" Luna frowned at Harry's face and snorted. "You men are so selfish!"

"What do you mean?" Harry said, returning to reality.

"You honestly think Hermione is going to take the first step?" Luna retorted. "I know you are disappointed because you wish that the one who knocked the door was her, and not me."

"What?" Harry was ready to snap back at Luna, but failed. "Damn it, Luna, are you a bloody mind reader or what?"

"You are all the same," Luna said. "And I know you so much, Potter, that sometimes I think that I'm in you skin."

"Now, that's a weird comment," Harry chuckled.

"Well, we're not here to discuss your really confusing love life," Luna sighed. "I'm afraid that I'm the bearer of bad news."

"You wouldn't be the first one to give me bad new these days," Harry said miserably. "What now?"

"You are not going to Russia," Luna said. "The Minister wants you for a special mission here in London."

Harry rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Are you kidding me? I was leaving for Russia tomorrow morning!"

"I know that it's a bit late, but… Here you have the letter from the Minister," Luna said, handing Harry the parchment.

To

Mr. Harry James Potter

Head of the Auror Office

I'm sorry to inform that your trip to Russia will be canceled due to some work you will have here in London. We will have a meeting tomorrow in my office at 6 am (please be on time!), to discuss the following:

We have received information from an anonymous source that there's a new dark society forming in Wales. This investigation needs you, so we can prevent another catastrophe as the one that happened during You-know-who's empire. (It is a very important matter, that's why I need you early)

Wishing you a nice day,

Percival Weasley

Minister of Magic

P.S This is a matter of extreme importance, so please be punctual tomorrow morning.

"Well, what is clear is that I have to be on time," Harry said sarcastically. "He could have sent me this by owl and you wouldn't be wasting your time on this."

"He wanted me to do it in person," Luna said sheepishly. "Because he wanted to know the expression of your face."

Harry stared blankly at Luna. "You are joking, right?"

"I'm not good with jokes, Harry," Luna pointed.

"He's an idiot, he's a bas…" Suddenly, Luna drew out a very battered looking camera and took Harry a picture.

"Luna, what the bloody hell….?" Harry snapped.

Luna blushed. "I told you that he wanted to know the expression of your face, Harry."

Harry threw away the piece of parchment, muttering under his breath.

The next day

"Not your best picture, I must say…But at least you came early."

Harry glared at Percy, who was sitting behind his desk, smirking at Harry's picture. "Poor Luna. She didn't want to do it, but I think that she can't live without her job," Percy continued.

"You must be really proud of yourself, Percy," Harry said coldly. "You have my worst picture by blackmailing people. And you're supposed to be the wise Minister of Magic."

"Well said, Potter," Percy said. "I am very wise, wise enough to give your sorry arse another chance to keep its job."

Harry said nothing and Percy stood up and paced around his desk. "I'm not very happy with you, Potter. A very important member of the Auror Squad died last week thanks to you incompetence."

Harry remained silent and Percy seemed to be gloating. "Now, Raven Verlaine's death is a mistake from you that I will choose to ignore," Percy said. "But another death or accident in your department and you are fired."

"You know what? I won't take this anymore," Harry said. "I resign, you can get other people to investigate the dark society, but I'm tired of you. I'm gone."

Harry walked to the door and opened it. "I'm just warning you, that this dark society is dedicating to kill magical creatures and everyone who defends them," Percy said, his voice very low.

Harry turned around and stared at Percy. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean," Percy said. "Is that it's very obvious who they are going to attack first. The people who fight for the magical creatures rights."

Harry stared at the floor, his heart clenching. "So, if you are not interested in saving Hermione Granger's life," Percy smirked. "You can walk out of here and let some other amateurs do the job. It's your choice."

Harry's hand clutched the doorknob tightly and he slammed it shut. He looked at Percy and grimaced.

"Let's talk about this society, Weasley."