DISCLAIMER: CCS belong to Clamp. HP belongs to J.K. Rowlings. YYH belongs to Togashi. YnM belongs to…gah…I forgot…Minekura no wait…I think she's from Saiyuki (is confuse) Yoko Matsushita! Yes! Thanks for the quick SMS AyaOCs belong to their respective owners:

Aya Shinimori – Dragon Lady Supreme

Nefertiti – Inknamida/ Sammy/ Kia (combined your descriptions-this character is quite popular )

Raul Quetzecoatl – Metal Dragoon

Zshar-ptitsa – Shiranai Seito (I made a few changes to your submission. Hope you don't mind.)

Ashlar – mine along with Miriya and Cray.

Cameos – the reviewers, XP Because I suck in giving names.

Actually that still leaves 2 more OCs open for submission. If anyone is still interested. To those that submitted but weren't chosen, I'm sorry but you either didn't give enough backgrounds for you characters or I couldn't fit your characters in the plot. Perhaps in the next Chaos Chronicles arc.


WARNING: Extremely long chapter with minor spoilers in the HP:6. No plot spoilers (I think). Just some terms which you might encounter in HP:6
WORD WATCH:

Inferi – similar to zombies

Dementor – Get your HP book copy now! Email author or google it. XP

Thestrals – See Dementor :P


Chapter 19: Rag All Night Long

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"Lumos."

His wand flared to life and he descended down the enormous staircase that seemed to be made for giants rather than humans. He was 10 years old when he first read about this place. He was 16 when he found it finally.

Xanadu.

The Summer Palace of the First.

Who would have thought to look for it in the frozen north?

It was tucked between Europe and Asia, hidden in the depths of the mountain ranges that divided the continents. He'd killed many a wizard to get the knowledge he needed to piece the ancient scripts together. A simple but ultimately valuable mistranslation had cost the historians their lives and ultimately the discovery of Xanadu. It was a broken piece of clay tablet. They had dismissed it as a muggle artifact but it had revealed its true nature to him and him alone.

But that was to be expected. He was the Greatest of all the Magi-The Chosen

His wand flickered then died as he reached the bottom of the stairwell. He'd come to the Sacred Tomb. Deep beneath Xanadu's great stone walls and edifices is the Dead Zone. Here, all magic ceased. The very air was heavy and oppressive and no living thing could thrive underneath it. None could bear enter Xanadu's shadows save him and none could enter her depths and not be driven insane with the terror.

But he was terror himself, was he not? For none could say his name out loud without fear.

Except...

Bah. He will deal with the miscreants in due time.

He reached into his robes and brought out a match and lit the torch that he had left behind in his last trip down there. The torch blazed and he held it up to adjust his eyes to the new light. Gigantic stone pillars lay piled one on top of the other while even many others stayed up to keep the place from tumbling down. The flickering shadows played tricks to his eyes but the Nightmares that guarded the place no longer have any sway over him.

A form of magic created this Zone where no magic can be used. All to keep...

He walked forward, his foot kicking up dust till he came in front of megalith on top a massive stone stage accessible by a steep stair case-this time man-sized. It rose tall and proud, reaching up into the cavernous roof that he could barely see. It was 40 feet wide. An inwardly spiraling circle of runes, symbols, and characters were etched on its proud face. He reached out to touch the center of it with his palm, the dark jewel woven into the fine silver and gold webbing that he wore on his hand making contact with the stone. He was instantly repelled-thrown backward violently and nearly falling down the stairs. He picked himself up and dusted his robes before reaching for the flickering torch.

"Soon...soon I will have the power that you hold. I will be the new Lord of the Beginnings," he declared to the stone face.

The circle faded back and became no more than etchings again. Voldemort looked at his hand and the jewel that had touched the stone. It was glowing slightly before fading as well. A feral smile spread over his gaunt face as new energy surged to his body.

No magic may be used here...but Xanadu was willing to feed her Chosen One with the power he needed to do what he must to free her secrets so he could have them for himself. Until then, Xanadu will give him no more and no less than what he requires. But no matter, even that pittance was more than enough to destroy those who get in his way.

But first...to deal with the idiots who served him inadequately today...

He fisted his hand and returned the jewel in his pocket before marching back up the stairwell.

Someone will pay dearly for their incompetence...

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Hagrid paced back and forth as he struggled not to chew on his umbrella in his worrying. Tonks watched him and sighed then resumed watching for the train to appear on the horizon. The Express was late. The half-giant had sent out a message when he didn't catch sight of the train at the appointed time. When after 10 messages from Hagrid came (he was sending out messages via his woodland friends every minute that passed by and he hadn't seen the train), Hogwarts faculty started to worry. 5 more messages and here she was in the company of a worried half-giant. She couldn't help but worry herself too. 30 minutes had passed and still no train. It was getting darker and darker by the minute.

"Now come on Hagrid...worrying yourself like that won't do us any good," she tried to keep her voice cheerful except she herself wasn't buying what she said.

"But what do you think..."

Hagrid was interrupted by a happy sounding whistle. They both scrambled up and leaned forward to catch a glimpse of the source. The Express was chugging its way to the station. Students waved at them from the windows.

"Oh thank god..." she started to say when Hagrid interrupted.

"Is that blood on the Express...?"

"What!" she stared at the front grill and paled. It was plastered with blood and bits of gore. "Oh god, Hagrid..."

The sound of happy students reached their ears and it made their hairs stand on end as they finally saw the train's condition as it came closer. She was missing one coach and most of her walls had holes and one of the coach's roofs was torn off completely. Dark stains were on its polished wood frame and it didn't take much of a genius to figure out that it was from blood and yet the students were clearly happy.

They stood still and in shocked as the train rolled into a stop on the platform, letting out another happy whistle that it had arrived and had delivered her passengers all safe and sound.

"Oh man, that was neat!"

"Awesome!"

"Ooohhh...are all train rides that exciting!"

The students spilled out, newbies looking both excited or in shock while the older ones look weary and tired but still beaming. Their robes looked tattered and worn at places.

"Awww...man...I just got this all in silk from Madam Malkin's and now it's covered in ewww!"

"Did you see that cool stunt I made?"

"Stunt? I thought you just fell over because you were scared?"

"Hagrid! Hagrid!" a familiar voice called out.

"Tonks!"

Ron and Hermione ran up to the dumbfounded pair as the students milled around them, House leaders guiding newbies towards Hagrid who had temporarily forgotten his duties while the older students made off for the coaches. Some backed off as they saw the strange leathery dark horses for the first time.

"What the...?"

"Those are mighty strange looking horses..."

"But not as scary as that demon I dusted..."

"Great...we can see thestrals now," commented another morosely.

"Now I know why it's best not to see them..." another said dryly.

Hagrid and Tonks stared unbelievably at the students. A tug at Hagrid's sleeves made him look down.

"Oh Hagrid!" Hermione said excitedly. "You won't believe what happened!"

"Yeah," Ron said nodding. "We'll tell you all about it after we get the newbies all sorted out okay?"

It was only then that Hagrid remembered his duties.

"Oh yeah...First years...this way...this way. Follow me please," he started to shuffle towards the docks.

The first years stared at Ron and Hermione who nodded at them encouragingly before they followed the half-giant.

Tonks stared at the 2 levelly, "On the other hand...you will both tell me what happened while we are in the coach. Correct?"

Hermione nodded, "Of course. And it's okay. Everyone is okay, Tonks."

Ginny came up to them and nodded. "Yeah, my brother was cool." She smiled at Ron causing Ron to blush as Hermione beamed at him too.

"So hey..." a new voice popped up between them and a dark haired boy was grinning at Tonks. "Where do we exchange students go?" Yusuke asked.

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Harry noticed that the car was slowing down and gave up trying to guess in which of Miriya's close fists the galleon was in. He looked out the window.

"Were here."

"Oooh...lemme see..." She peered out of the window, jostling him aside. He made a face at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. Harry laughed. Miriya was the closest thing he'd had to a younger sister. She had a certain quality on her, despite them knowing each other only a few weeks and the occasional seer trances that she got into, that made him look at her as his younger sister. She didn't mind and in fact loved calling him unichan-a word that he learned meant dear older brother in her Asian tongue.

Hogwarts rose up from the hills, proud and stately. Fireworks lit up the night. That meant the students have arrived.

"Oh...I guess they are safe after all...I don't think Dumbledore would light up the fireworks if they were harmed."

"Unless it was sent as a warning. Did you know that a passing ship saw Titanic's fireworks and thought they were...?"

"Miriya..."

"Yes, unichan?" Wide, innocent grin.

"Thank you for making the knots in my stomach become tighter."

Yukito chuckled at their exchange.

"You're no help," Harry muttered dryly.

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"Stop rocking the damn boat, Yusuke!"

"Kuwabara's afraid of getting wet."

"I am not!"

"Oh yeah?" Yusuke taunted then rocked the boat again.

"Yusuke!"

Aya watched them idly as her boat passed the arguing group by. She traced a hand lazily on the water.

"Uhm...are you sure that's wise to do that...?" Shuuichi asked her. He'd seen a gigantic shadow glide under their boats.

"Hmm? Yeah," she yawned sleepily and dozed till the arguing Rei Tantei on the other boat got on her nerves. "Awww shut up will ya!" she yelled causing everyone else to stare at them.

Kurama grinned and said as sweetly as he could, pointing ahead "Look everyone! Fireworks!"

As if on cue, the sky exploded into a rainbow of colors as Hogwarts greeted her new students. There was a collective sigh and gasps of admiration. Even Yusuke and Kuwabara had stopped their bickering. Hiei and Kurama exchange looks from opposite boats and sweat-dropped.

Shuuichi shook his head. Sometimes his brother's friends were more childish than some 10 year olds he knew.

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The price for incompetence was a terrible one as the screams attested to everyone who heard it. Deatheaters shifted uneasily in their robes. Their Master had chosen a strange place for his lair. It was worst than Azkaban. A remnant of a long lost city deep within the mountains, its once proud stone edifices crumbling and in ruins. Anyone could see that magic built the place for no human contraption or ingenuity could have piled up those megaliths for its walls and pillars. As always, there was a strange chill in the place that had nothing to do with the altitude of the place-a kind of chill that crept in your bones and gave you goose bumps and cause you to look around uneasily for things that go bump in the dark. A sort of chill the Deatheaters know is worse than being faced with an inferi or being kissed by a dementor.

But far more bearable than what has been happening to the 2 fools, idiot enough to fail their Dark Lord.

"My lord...my lord," whimpered one man, half of his face burned away from the curse inflicted on him. "Give us...another chance..."

"Another...?"

The 2 men cringed.

"Tell me...what can you do that would make me change my mind?" he inquired mildly.

"The Heirs made it in Hogwarts..." the other managed to croak. His dark features had been spared the curse but his throat bear the marks of torture.

Voldemort waved his hand dismissively and the man screamed, trashing about wildly on the stone floor. The burned man burst into tears as he covered his ears so as not to hear his companion's screams.

"Now, now. Tell me something I don't already know," his voiced hissed coldly. The Heirs were coming to Hogwarts, had made it to Hogwarts safely. Something he had not expected. He had counted on the Families arrogance and pride. Divide and conquer. No matter. It seems only that the Families were finally acknowledging his superiority over them since now they were forced to band together. He started to laugh. The 2 men shrank farther, the laughter scarier than the shadows that lurked around them.

"Master..."

"Yes, Chez...?"

The man cowered, his burned face twisting in fear at the mention of his childhood nickname but forced himself to speak anyway.

"Genkai has sent her student."

"That old woman?" He laughed. "That old woman from Japan is nothing! Worst than Dumbledore."

"But..." the other one has recovered from the pain somewhat and managed to whisper, "She has sent more than just her student..."

"What!"

The 2 men looked at each other uneasily. Then Chez swallowed and turned to Lord Voldemort, "It was they who intervened on the Express-we do not know much about them. That...ignorance has made us miscalculate..."

"You mean your ignorance!"

The men trembled.

"Yes, milord...our...ignorance. We had dismissed the Asians as nothing but it was they who shut the breach in the barrier. They were more powerful than we expected."

Voldemort twirled a finger. He did not like to admit it but they were right. He too had sense the surge or magical energy that reminded him suspiciously of...

His hand curled around the jewel on the gold and silver webbing. It was worn like a glove, circling his wrist and the bases of his fingers, the jewel woven and held inside the palm side of his hand.

"Reed..." he snarled the name.

"Milord...?" Chez looked up to his master curiously.

Voldemort was eerily silent. Onmyoujitsu again... Why does this form of magic keep hindering him? He had already collected the artifacts from the 4 Great Founders of Hogwarts and one from the House of Reed and still the Families refused to bow to him despite the power he already possessed. He had after all vanquished the House of Reed. Nay...he will make them bow to him. Xanadu has chosen her new ruler and it was him!

"Find me the source of onmyoujitsu's arrogance and perhaps I will spare you from your friend's fate."

Chez screamed as he watched his companion turned into an inferi.

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Never has a sight been seen in all of Hogwart's great history.

Traffic.

Who would have guessed?

But there it was. Thestral drawn carriages jostling for space with limos, Cadillac and all manners of luxury vehicles.

Not magical vehicles. Muggle luxury vehicles.

Everyone stared.

Those who came from Wizarding families stared because they had never seen such muggle vehicles, while muggle-borns stared at how luxurious it was.

And the million galleon question in everyone's mind was-'Who were inside it?'

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape both stared in disbelief, temporarily forgetting the crowd that had gathered. Dumbledore had designated them both to meet with the students this year. The first years were already disembarking from their boats and making their way to the entrance creating more traffic as the older students paused in their steps curious to see who were inside the cars.

"Woah..." Yusuke halted in his tracks causing Botan to run into him.

Aya made a face, "Oh great...blue bloods. Just what we need. More stuck up people." She made her voice loud enough for Malfoy to overhear who glared at her. She stuck her tongue out at him.

Malfoy couldn't believe his eyes. Had Dumbledore gone insane? It was bad enough that he allowed mudbloods into Hogwarts now he allowed for this...travesty! Damn muggle-lover!

One by one the cars positioned themselves on Hogwarts expansive lawn. It was clear from the cars and their positioning that there were several groups. Men and women in expensive suits got out of the cars-their faces impassive but alert and watchful. A murmur rose up from the crowd of students. Fireworks still lit up the skies.

Only a lone white limo had no retinue around it.

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Harry felt his throat gone dry. "I see what you mean about being under dressed," he said wryly as uniformed people glided to open the doors of the lead cars.

"Heh. Told you so."

"What happens if we don't impress them?"

"Depends, Harry-uni."

"What do you mean?" he turned to look at her.

"If you weren't the Chosen One they'd probably just dismiss you," she grinned. "No need for all the shebang though I would still insist on bringing my car really. Just not this one."

"Oh I hate the newspapers," he growled as their chauffer opened their door. He reached for his robes. She stopped him and shook her head.

"Miriya...did I tell you Snape has it in for me? I know he'd gleefully dock points from me if I don't wear my school robes."

"Oh shush. Trust me. It's only for now."

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Seven people emerged from the lead cars and walked towards the clearing purposely. As if on some unconscious level, the students had gathered away from the cars leaving a respectable open space between them. Yusuke, Kuwabara and Aya pushed their way in front of the crowd to get a better view. Except Kuwabara suddenly stumbled and his sudden flailing to recover his balance threw the rest of the Rei Tantei out the crowd and into the clearing. Only Botan and Shuuichi were spared the embarrassment.

"I am going to kill you!" Hiei was up on Kuwabara's throat at once, springing up from where he was pushed face down the grass.

"Itei..." Aya groaned, rubbing her head where the Kuwabaka had hit her on the head with one of his flailing foot.

"Well, excuse me..." Yusuke grumbled from underneath Aya. She had fallen on him and was sitting on his back.

Kurama sweat dropped while trying to separate Hiei and Kazuma, "Come on Hiei...it was an accident."

"Accident!" Hiei's voice sounded incredulous, "How the hell do you slip and fall like that on grass? GRASS!"

They suddenly noticed the silence and looked up. Everyone was looking at them.

Yusuke gave them his best goofy grin, "Ah, hehehe. Hi?"

The crowd parted and a man with stringy black hair and a face too pale for him was now standing in front of them, robes still swishing from his movement and now only just starting to settle down.

"What a disgraced! Is this what Asia have to offer for its students?" Snape scoffed at them.

"Is this what Hogwarts have to offer us?" a voice spoke up and Snape twirled around.

A young woman with a proud regal bearing strode towards the clearing. Her dark eyes swept her surroundings. She pushed back the white cowl on her head and revealed a beautiful face that would do a Veela proud and an equally beautiful dark skin, her long black hair hidden beneath her cloak, and golden Egyptian asp-shaped diadem on her head.

"It is no wonder this Voldemort had you all scared," she declared. It wasn't said in a haughty or proud manner. More like a matter of fact statement.

Everyone cringed at the mention of his name. Save of course the new comers.

McGonagall swept down the front steps and reprimanded the girl, "Nefertiti, here in Hogwarts-the students are taught respect to their teachers."

"Like you taught Tom Riddle?" a new voice spoke up. This time masculine. He was about 5' 7". His skin a shade of red that told of his ancestry. Tattoos and piercing adorned his body from what his tattered sleeve shirt showed. A feather earring dangled on one ear. He wrinkled his nose at the attendants sent to accompany him. He didn't like all the pomp and circumstance. In his opinion, the Chief was just probably making sure he went and not skipped off.

"Pucha," Nefertiti thumbed her nose at him.

"Frigid," Raul answered back and was more than pleased to see her eyes flare in anger.

The 2 glared at each other icily.

"Oh this is fun," Aya clapped gleefully.

"Sure it is," Yusuke agreed. "When are you getting off my back anyway?"

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Miriya watched the exchange between the 2 before she nudge Harry out the car.

"Okay...time to make your entrance, Chosen One," she grinned at him.

"Stop calling me that."

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No one noticed his appearance save for Hermione and Ron who were off and running towards him as soon as he made his way towards the clearing, planning to slink by the sides and join the gaggle of students before being noticed. The hairs on the back of his neck were prickling. From the looks of some students, Snape and McGonagall; they noticed it too.

Magic.

No.

Onmyoujitsu.

Restrained but straining beneath the surface. He looked at the new comers and Miriya. She was calm and smiling at him but he knew better. Staying in that manor had made him more sensitive to certain nuances of magic. He saw Yukito stand beside Miriya just before Ron and Hermione bowled him over, yelling how happy they were to see him. Several DA members were making their way to him too.

And then suddenly he felt the minute flex in the magical lines seconds before the ground in front of them erupted into a rain of pebbles.

Surprised screams came from the crowd but he instinctively knew that nothing was going to happen. He hadn't realized that he had placed himself in front of his friends and that Ron and Hermione had their wands out defensively-though it was only after the ground blew up in a mini explosion. He wondered why they weren't hurt and he looked up to see why.

The magic had resumed its normal even hum.

In front of him, Miriya was standing just as regally as Nefertiti, the rain of pebbles falling a few feet away from them. He hadn't even seen her move. Did she just apparate? No wait. One can't apparate in Hogwart's grounds. But then again...these people were waaay different. Could they be powerful enough to break Hogwart's no apparating rules?

He stopped that line of thinking. He was going to end up scaring himself if he kept that up.

He noticed she was staring at another boy. Harry's eyes widened at the sight of him. The boy was...huge but there was no mistaking the youthful face. That face was currently passive.

"Hey...! That's...that's...her!"

"Yes. Thank you for stating the obvious, Kazuma," Kurama said through gritted teeth. He'd seen her move fast enough to stop the attack rendering it useless with one of her shields.

Ashlar, the biggest in the group of newcomers, gave a deep rumbling laugh, "If he is the Chosen One let him defend himself!"

Harry was irked, "Stop calling me that!"

Malfoy didn't like the whole thing at all. First the train, now this. Who were these people!

"Well what do you know? The Dragon's pucha is here too," a gorgeous red head with blue eyes stared at Miriya disdainfully.

Harry saw Miriya's face change for a moment then become passive again- the sudden emotion that the statement elicited now gone.

Severus Snape had enough.

"Everyone! Inside the castle. Now!" he ordered. The students turned to obey him. The newcomers stared at each other warily. McGonagall was shooing the students inside the castle. Several teachers had come out to help. They had been curious as to the cause of the delay. Unseen eyes from the Forbidden forest watched the scene.

Snape turned back to the newcomers and said scathingly, "Are the Heirs in need of baby sitters and attendants?" His eyes slid over the escorts. "I thought you were all a proud and powerful lot?"

"We are," Raul said gravely, his eyes level with the professor's.

Harry felt the prickling in the magical lines again. Miriya and Yukito hadn't said anything yet. Nor did the others-they were staring at the Professor and the tattooed teen. The air was still tense.

Yusuke had manage to extricate himself from where Aya was gleefully sitting on him and said loudly, "Oh stop the formalities! I bet you all are just dying to know how much power the other has huh?"

"Yusuke..." Kurama hissed a warning to his friend.

But Yusuke went on," Yeah I know you all are. I can feel it too. All this testing to see who is more powerful than who...well you know what...?"

/What the hell are you doing/ Hiei yelled inside Yusuke's head.

"I've never been good for formalities and ever since that train ride I'd been itching to just..." and with that, Yusuke let his aura blazed, enough to release the tension of keeping it in but not enough to reveal exactly who he was. "Hah! That feels better!"

Harry felt the lines turn into a large wave. It swept over them in a gentle flow but the energy of it just about floored him. This was magic...in its pure form...and they could do it without wands or words!

Malfoy was staring, his jaw open in amazement.

Yusuke turned to Miriya and grinned, "I think you and I have a score to settle."

Miriya grinned back, "Sorry...I don't remember much except your friend attacked me." Her eyes slid to Kurama-dislike evident in them.

Harry could see that her aura was slowly getting visible, hovering then winking out as if she was controlling it and slowly letting it loose.

Kurama sniffed," And who was it that trapped me inside the maboroshi?"

Yukito stepped forward and said good naturedly," Lady Miriya had no intentions of trapping anyone."

"Cut the chit-chat. Let's get to know each other the way we want too," Yusuke beamed happily, cracking his knuckles, his aura now brighter and curling tightly around him. "We're fighters. I can see that now. We have our own ways and it's not the one so-called polite society imposes on us!"

The newcomers eyed each other and slow grins appeared on their faces. One by one Harry could see them starting to glow. They were done playing by proper court etiquette.

"Ladies first," Yusuke did an extravagant bow at Miriya.

"Aw, cut the crap I want to know how strong big boy is!" and without further ado Aya was off, attacking Ashlar, spear on hand.

"You as frigid as I think you are?" Raul smirked at Nefertiti, his battle aura swirling round him.

She smiled back icily, her own aura on fire, "Why don't you come and find out?"

Onmyoujitsu flared up happily, no longer bound by its wielders as the newcomers tested each other's strength. House against House. Heir against Heir. Testing each other's superiority.

Harry felt the sudden heady rush in his head as the magic flowed around him and watched dazedly as the dark haired Asian rushed Miriya, fist drawn back. He saw her evade his attack. Beside him he heard students gasp in amazement then turned into eager viewers. He overheard Ron gloat to Malfoy, "Still think Asians are pansies? Eh?" Malfoy's response was lost as the combatants duke it out and the crowd started to play favorites despite the teacher's efforts to instill order. Strangely enough the Heir's attendants merely eyed each other warily.

Probably waiting who would be stupid enough to make the first move.

"ENOUGH!"

Everyone froze.

Snape had magnified his voice to be heard. Behind him, at the top of the steps was Dumbledore, small twigs still on his beard as if he had made his way from the forest.

"Now, now..." Dumbledore cleared his throat and brushed his beard clean as all attention was now on him. "I can assure you that there will be plenty of activities in Hogwarts for you to expend your extra energy...but as of now...I believe everyone is hungry?" He smiled at them all benevolently and for the first time, Harry could detect the low even throb of energy from Dumbledore-contained but very powerful. So much the same as Eriol's in his unguarded moments. Or was that intentional from Eriol's part to let him sense it?

He could tell the Heirs felt it too and stopped. They respected that strength despite being powerful in their own rights.

No wonder Voldemort was afraid of Dumbledore.

The sudden silence was only broken when someone's stomach grumbled loudly at the late dinner.

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TBC


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