A/N: This is the last chapter of "Harry Potter and the Star of Darkness."

Chapter Twelve- True love always brings true enemies

Dangerous Wizard is captured

Kropp Remarque, age 45, was captured this weekend by Aurors. Remarque is now sentenced to spend a lifetime in Azkaban. This wizard is convicted of: attempt of murder, murdering a magical creature, mistreat of magical creatures and attacking several Aurors-

"I want to thank every single one of you for your hard work," Harry said, putting the newspaper down. "I can't take credit for the capture of Remarque. I was the person less involved in everything."

Luna laughed and Malfoy nodded. "True, Potter," Malfoy agreed. "We all did the hard work."

Everyone turned to look at Kat, waiting her usual retort, but she just grinned. "Malfoy's right," she said, her cheeks slightly red.

Malfoy glanced at her, and Harry was sure that Malfoy was repressing a smile. "Anyway," Harry continued. "Remarque is now in Azkaban, and the other members of the Society in St. Mungo's, since Remarque used heavy Imperius curses on them."

Suddenly the door opened and Percy Weasley entered the room. "I just came to congratulate everyone," he said quickly. "Potter, you are not fired just because the board wouldn't allow me to, but believe me… I'll make your life impossible, and you know why."

Harry glared at Percy, and clenched his fist, anger running through his body… So Percy was on Ron's side…

"I know you wanted to use your new dress robes at your brother's wedding," Harry said coldly. "But there will be something to celebrate, after all…I resign."

"You can't, Potter!" Percy barked. "You can't resign!"

"Hey, I told you clearly that I was staying just because you wanted me to capture Remarque," Harry said. "Well, the job's done, so I'm leaving."

"But Potter! You should think about it! You could be as great as Remigius Stocklard!" Percy said, a note of panic in his voice.

Harry ignored Percy and turned to look at Neville. "Since my position is now vacant, the law says that I must pick the next Head Auror," Harry said wearily. "Neville, you deserve it."

Neville just stared at Harry, paralyzed. Luna shrieked with glee and hugged Neville. Everyone started cheering and Percy seemed furious.

"You can't… You just can't!" He yelled. Harry walked to the door, while everyone congratulated Neville, but Percy opened his arms and blocked the door.

Harry punched Percy right on the face and turned to look at Kat, who was laughing approvingly. "You were right, Muller," Harry grinned. "It feels wonderful."

Harry walked out of the room, heading for his office, and he ran face to face with Ron. Ron glared at him, and walked past Harry ignoring him.

"Ron…" Harry called.

"Back off," Ron snapped. "Don't you dare talk to me. This is not over, Harry." Ron walked away, and Harry felt his stomach drop.

Harry didn't want to end his friendship with Ron, but he knew that some time had to pass before talking to Ron again. Harry entered his office, and found Hermione standing there. She was carrying two plane tickets in her hand, and she was smiling widely.

"I thought that maybe we could go to Russia in the old muggle way," she said, and Harry embraced her tightly.

"You always think of everything," Harry grinned. Hermione kissed him and Harry pulled her closer.

They were going to be together forever and nothing would be wrong… Nothing.

Meanwhile, in a smelly cell in Azkaban…

Kropp Remarque was shivering as the new Azkaban guards passed by his cell. These new guardians were almost like the dementors, but they were really controlled by the Ministry this time.

He coughed and asked for a glass of water. Nobody answered him. He tried to sleep, but the cold was unbearable. He wrapped his arms around him and coughed again.

"Who's coughing so much?" The woman in the cell next to Remarque's yelled.

"Sorry," Remarque muttered.

"You are new, right?" The woman asked.

"Yes," Remarque said miserably. "Thanks to bloody Harry Potter and his Aurors."

"We have something in common," the woman said. "Harry Potter also put me here. And what's your name?"

"Kropp Remarque," Remarque said, feeling a little more secure now. "And yours?"

"That doesn't matter," the woman said coldly. "DO you want to have revenge?"

"Of course," Remarque said wearily. "But I won't be out of here in a lifetime."

"What if I told you that I have been planning to escape all this time?" the woman asked. "And that I just found out how to do it? Would you help me?"

"Bloody hell, yes!" Remarque said in excitement. "What do I have to do?"

"Well, I'll help you escape, and you will help me kill Harry Potter," the woman said. "Do we have a deal?"

"We have a deal," Remarque sneered. "I'm so glad that I met you, Miss…?"

"I'm sure you remember me, Kropp Remarque. We met a few years ago, at a party. I was thirteen years old. My name is Navitek. Stephanie Navitek."

A/N: The next fanfic will be called "Harry Potter and the Enemies from Azkaban" it will be the last part of this trilogy and I will updating as soon as I can. Until next time!