Title: Harry Potter and the Demise of an Enemy
Genre: Romance/Action/Adventure
Summary: Harry begins's his sixth year at Hogwarts… a bit differently, this is my take on Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.
"Morning," Anton said brightly as Harry and Hermione stumbled into the kitchen. They found both Anton and Joey enjoying a cup of coffee brought by Sammy, and Piper Anton's elf.
"Morning," Harry said tiredly while Hermione simply glowered at them.
"Busy night eh," Joey said smirking at Harry who turned a bright shade of red.
"Good morning," Luna said breezing into the kitchen just as cheerful as the vampires.
"So, I was talking to Tonks the other night and she said we should come up with nicknames, like the Marauders had," Harry said taking a seat.
"How do we figure that out?" Hermione asked suppressing giant yawn as Ron stumbled into the kitchen.
"Apparently they've been chosen for us," Harry said, "Put your hand on the paper." Everyone in the room put their hand on the piece of parchment Harry held out and immediately writing appeared upon it.
Mr. Moony is pleased that Mr. Padfoot has finally stopped being a moron or died and allowed the final piece to come to Hogwarts.
Mr. Padfoot thinks that Mr. Moony should stop being an insufferable know it all and getting on with the picking.
Mr. Prongs is under the impression that Mr. Moony and Mr. Padfoot are both gits.
Mr. Padfoot would remind Mr. Prongs that he is currently in the spirit world and will kick his collective ass if he doesn't stop being rude to Mr. Padfoot
Mr. Prongs would inform Mr. Padfoot that his daughter is reading every word he is saying and that she won't be too pleased with what those words are
Mr. Moony bequests the name of Pads to Anton in the spirit of getting on with things and because…
Mr. Padfoot bequests the name of Claws to Hermione because once they come out they don't go back in
Mr. Prongs bequests the name of Snake to Harry because well duh
Mr. Moony bequests the name of Howler to Ronald because he loved the one his mommy sent him
Mr. Padfoot bequests the name of Muzzler to Luna because with any luck she can just start snogging Ron when he acts like a prat
Mr. Prongs bequests the name of Fangs to Josephine again… duh
Mr. Padfoot would now like to inform the new additions to our little club that any words they write will be responded to by the collective marauders, he would also like to inform his son and daughter that he loves and misses them very much.
Ms. Fang would like to inform Mr. Padfoot that she loves and misses him as well
Mr. Snake would like to echo the words of Mrs. Fang
Ms. Muzzler would like to know if any of the marauders know where she might find a wood nymph on Hogwarts grounds
Mr. Howler would like to inform Ms Muzzler that he believes her to be completely screwed up in the head
Ms Claws would first like to greet Mr. Padfoot and then to inform Mr. Howler that if he insults anyone in such a way again she will give him something to howl about.
Mr. Pads would like to inform the marauders new and old that it is time for morning classes
Mr. Prongs thinks that before the collective group leaves he should leave Mrs. Fangs with some advice, show it to him, he's got one two.
Harry looked over at Joey who went pale at the sight of the words written on the sheet.
"Show who what?" Harry asked, with shaking hands she pulled up her hair to reveal a lightning bolt shaped scar on her neck.
"That's how you knew," Harry said decisively.
"Mr. Potter, perhaps your group should see the entire evening," Albus Dumbledore said stepping through the door. Harry nodded still staring at Joey and Albus placed the pensive he had been levitating onto the table. Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as Ron took Luna's and Anton took Joey's they jumped into the pensive.
James and Lilly sat quietly cuddling together Lilly reading 'Hogwarts A History' and James reading a much older copy of 'Quidditch Through the Ages'. A loud knocking at the door startled the pair, a loud blast followed it. The voices where gone as Lilly ran to the nursery where two children lay. Voldemort soon followed, little Joey bared her fangs as she often did when feeling fright and Voldemort raised his wand killing Lilly in a flash of green light.
Harry fell to his knees as Joey returned to the other room watching their father with tears streaming down her face. She reached out to caress his cheek and found that her hand went right through him. She stood pulling her anger into her as Harry did the same, they where pulled from the pensive and the others ducked as books and other objects hurtled around the common room the group shared.
"Enough," Dumbledore called, all that earned him where matching cold stares. Harry's eyes drifted to Hermione and he saw silent tears running down her face, perhaps his twin felt his reluctance to continue but no matter what the reason she slowly calmed herself. Harry moved quickly to Hermione and wrapped her into a hug allowing her to cry onto his shoulder as she had done for him many times over the summer.
"How do we stop him," Joey asked coolly as she watched her brother and his friend.
"You are the other; the two of you could easily beat him if that show of power was anything to say for it," Albus commented brushing off his robes.
"How," Harry said standing with an arm still around Hermione.
"You train, you learn everything that can be taught to you, you live your lives not taking anything for granted, and you allow yourself to love and be loved," Albus said simply. Harry sat stunned, this was the first time his headmaster had been so direct with him.
"Harry, I know you've informed Ms. Granger of the prophecy but perhaps Ms. Potter and the rest would like to hear it, it does involve her too," Dumbledore said taking a seat in the chair across from Harry and Hermione.
"What prophecy," Joey asked sitting across from Harry cautiously.
"It's one given by Trelawney she… The one with the power to Vanquish the Dark Lord Approaches, Born to those who have thrice defied him, Born as the seventh month dies, And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the power the dark lord knows not… and either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies," Harry quoted perfectly from memory.
"Now I believe you should hear the unaltered version, because I didn't understand it their where no twins born any time in the second half of July anywhere in the world I fudged it a bit," Dumbledore closed his eyes as if trying desperately to remember. "The pair with the power to Vanquish the Dark Lord approaches, Born to those who have thrice defied him, one of mortal decent the other changed, Born as the seventh month dies, And the Dark Lord will mark them as his equal's, but they will have a power the Dark Lord knows not, the gift of which will be given upon their reveal to each other… and either the pair or the single shall survive for neither can live while the other survives. The pair with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies."
"Wow, heavy," Joey said after a prolonged silence. "Doesn't seem fair though huh, I mean Harry's been fighting this battle all along while I lived in my little house completely oblivious aside from newspapers Lupin and Sirius brought me."
"Works for me, I'll be happy to share this with you if you'll share it with me," Harry said sticking out his hand. Joey looked at it for a moment and reached out. As soon as their hands touched white light exploded temporarily blinding those in the room, when they regained their sight they found two people watching them… one with messy dark hair the other with brilliant green eyes.
"Mum, dad," Harry asked, he feared reaching out but they looked so solid. His mother was beautiful, her long red hair, soft complexion and startling green eyes where a perfect compliment to his fathers darker aura.
"Josephine, Harry," Lilly said swiftly moving to Joey while Harry's father gave him a hard clap on the shoulder.
"But how?" Hermione asked her eyes wide.
"It's a gift, all those killed by the Dark Lord have worked hard, and once you two accepted the prophecy we could come visit, unfortunately only for a day," Lilly said moving to hug Harry.
"That's bloody cool," Ron said walking around in a large circle.
"We should go," Hermione said moving toward the door with a still silent Anton, Ron and Luna behind her.
"No, please stay," Harry asked catching her hand as she walked by.
"Well, I suppose classes will start again in the morning," Albus said, "But now I must take my leave… oh and Harry, I don't think many would take kindly to seeing two dead people wandering the school I believe Joey could come in handy in that respect."
"So," James said his arm still around Joey, "How's old Snivilus?"
"James," Lilly chastised sounding quite a bit like Hermione.
"What can't a fellow enquire after an old school friend?" James asked smiling cheekily.
"You can inquire; you can not put anything in his office, classroom, or pants," Lilly chastised ticking them off on her fingers.
"Can I put something in your pants," James asked smirking.
"Ug gross," Harry complained covering his eyes as his parents shared a deep kiss.
"Oh come on Harry I think it's romantic," Hermione said having been pulled back to the couch when Harry fell down.
"Oh romantic eh," he said, he looked up devilishly and began tickling Hermione.
"No Harry… come on stop," she said hysterically laughing.
"Good lord James he's worse than you," Lilly commented good naturedly.
"Harry I wanted to know… oh I'll come back later," Ginny Weasley said walking into the room and blushing scarlet to see Harry on top of Hermione.
"No what can I do for you?" Harry asked smiling and walking over to Ginny.
"Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to go to Hogsmade with me next weekend," Ginny muttered so only Harry could hear.
"Well, where all going together but your welcome to join us, come on sis it'll be fun," Harry smiled putting an arm around the red head.
"Yah… yah maybe," Ginny said turning slightly green at the word sis and leaving the room.
"Strange," Harry said, he turned to Hermione who was hiding behind Ron.
"You think I'm gonna help you your wrong," Ron said craning his neck to see behind him. Hermione jumped behind the nearest person who happened to be Lilly.
"I'll fight to the death for you," she said taking on a fighting stance she had picked up watching too many muggle movies.
"Come on now that's not fair," Harry said watching Hermione stick her toung out at him from behind his mother's shoulder.
"I say we call a truce and head down to the Quidditch pitch, I bet Dumbledore will let us into his secret store," James said perking up a bit.
"Great idea," Harry said along with Ron and Anton.
"You'll get yourself killed on those ancient things," Lilly said fearfully.
"I'll let him go on my firebolt mum please?" Harry asked pouting.
"Then you'll die, I think not," Hermione said finally coming out from behind Lilly.
"Oh come on, don't nag him play him," Ron said jumping up.
"We've got enough people to have a right good team, Lilly and I can use some quick charms and we can play whatever team's using the pitch," James said excitedly jumping to his feet causing Padfoot to growl at him as his tail was almost squished.
"I'd like that, I can probably get a good view of a wood nymph from the air," Luna said dreamily.
"See, where all gung ho," James said giving Luna a strange look.
"Harry James Potter you can not possibly expect me to get on a broom," Hermione said hotly.
"Well why not, come on Mione a few lessons and you'll be great," Harry said smiling.
"Yah right," Ron commented earning him a kick in the shin from James.
"I don't know," Hermione said softly.
"Please Mione," Harry begged looking into her eyes; she gave a soft sigh of defeat and walked off to get her jacket. James followed her closely and once in her room he closed the door.
"Here," he said handing her a piece of parchment.
"What's this?" she asked looking at it.
"You all should do this, unregistered animagus, I'm giving it to you because I know you'll keep it safe, if you do this remember the animal picks you," James smiled as Hermione stuffed the parchment into her bedside table drawer and he walked with her out of the room.
"Gin, Gin what's wrong," Patty Harper a Slythirin in Ginny's year asked seeing the girl curled up into a ball on the floor of the bathroom.
"He… he loves her not me," Ginny cried, while Patty was in the Slythirin house she was a good friend to Ginny.
"Harry… Harry loves who?" she asked rubbing her friend's shoulder consolingly.
"He loves her… mione," Ginny hiccupped.
"What, how do you know?" Patty asked shocked, she was sure, but no matter she just had to up the dose.
"They where… tickling… floor and… he loves her," Ginny cried deeply. Patty smiled; after she calmed Ginny down she walked to Moaning Myrtles bathroom and added some ingredients to the brewing potion and watched it turn a bright shade of pink with an evil smile on her face.
"It's almost time Harry, Joey," Lilly said sitting on the couch in the common room. They where alone and had been for the past hour, Hermione ignoring everyone's protests had dragged the others to the library to study.
"It's been good to see you," Joey said smiling. Harry had expected when first finding out about his sister being a vampire that she would be evil or try to hurt him. she didn't deny that some vampires where like that but she never saw the point of hurting people when she could just as easily feed without hurting anything.
"We do have some words of wisdom for you both," James said smiling.
"Alright," Harry agreed nodding.
"You know the power he knows not is love… love is not just a person for another it's everything. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it is not there some people search their whole lives looking for love or somewhere to belong. You two are thinking that your only purpose is to defeat Voldemort but your purpose is to show the world that even in light if evil good is still there. In a child's laugh, in they eyes of your true love," James said his eyes boring into his wife's with the last words.
"When this is over you two will have lives, spend them with those you love don't think that Voldemort as something you wont survive, plan for your future plan for your lives after him because they will be… and remember that if all else fails you have each other. God wouldn't give you more than you can handle, and if you think he has… that's why you have each other," Lilly finished, she stood and quickly hugged both her children as James did the same and they slowly faded into nothingness as the day began.