Albus stood in front of the one hundred and seventy seats surrounding the spokesmen's floor. He heard a distance man cough while he turned full circle to the council. Albus Dumbledore had stood on the Wizengamot long before it became the present incarnation that governed most of Europe. However, the council he was on, consisted no more than eight people. Each with the ability to understand each situation presented to them and act accordingly. The Wizengamot he knew was one were justice had prevailed in almost an un-wavering devotion. Rare were the trails that failed to see justice done. It was why when he was in office, death eaters were afraid of being brought before the council. Now he looked at the group of men and women and sighed. He knew none of these people. He did not need to use his Legilimency to know that they were out for their own interests. In all honesty, the council was too large and not large enough. Too many voices and not enough representing those who had no voice.

"Is that your final decision Wizengamot?" Albus finally spoke after they had given their decision not to withdraw their troops from Britain. Many of them quivered from his gaze when it went in their direction.

The men on the high table looked at each other before nodding. The center man was in the position Minister Granger once held. Albus did not know how to feel seeing this man who he knew to be self centered at that position. The leader of the Wizengamot, Alden, finally spoke. "It is. The Wizengamot force will remain occupying the cities of Britain until the time that Minister Granger-Weasley and Harry Potter-Black are apprehended and suspects Alice Potter and Mathew Andrews have turned themselves in."

Albus bowed to the council before leaving. The Council was convened for normal session when Albus entered. When he left, Albus felt the questions Harry placed in the old mans' head rise again. It had been long ago when Harry left knowing that this kind of fallacy in their world would only strengthen as time progressed.

Albus stopped before he reached the doors to the exit. He turned to the council table and said loudly and clearly. "You would have saved your self a lot of trouble if you had simply asked Harry Potter and Hermione Weasley to appear before the Wizengamot. Neither one had denied an audience to this council. I fear all that you managed to accomplish was an irrevocable wrong." Albus then turned and left the Wizengamot to their murmuring. I have wasted enough time; there is a home that needs my help.

Chapter 10 First Step

Hermione walked out the front doors and was amused to see that there was nothing out of the ordinary at the entrance to the Ministry. "Start from Daigon. I will use my last portkey to get to my office at my home." The Aurors saluted and left. Hermione turned to the building that was disguised as an old dilapidated book store. It led to the main hall that welcome visitors to the Ministry of Magic. She didn't want to think of the head ache the repairs were going to cost. Much of it was delicate and had to be replaced the hard way. It was enough that the place was still standing, and there was one victory in this invaded country.

Hermione put on her glasses and tapped the left lens. "Take me home." The glasses turned portkey instantly took her away from her own personal battle field.

-o-

Susan finally shouted. "Thank you!" She tried to stand up but immediately fell back over in pain. She slowly started to knead her legs and arms to restore the feeling that numbness had claimed. "Severus, any idea where we can place Samantha before we look for Harry?" She looked at the man and he understood that if Harry removed this bit of magic he was in trouble.

"There is a safe house where one of my men is staying, she will be safe there." Severus awoke his wife. "Samantha."

Severus' wife stirred and looked at him before looking around her surroundings. She clutched her husbands' shirt before muttering. "Thank god we live in a muggle town." Severus nodded.

"That is a saving grace, but there you need to go home and get a few things together. I need to take you and Gwen both to a safe place for the rest of the day." Samantha stood and nodded. Mr. Snape aparated the three of them to his home and walked inside the house through the back alley door. "We are home early Janice."

The baby sitter was a fourteen year old girl. She smiled. "She is sleeping right now."

"Thank you for coming on short notice. We decided to go visit a friend who invited us over. We wanted to bring Gwen with us." The young teenager saw the blonde woman behind the married couple and smiled at her before nodding. Samantha paid her and the girl left. Severus carried down a bag and their sleeping daughter.

Severus nudged his sleeping daughter. "Gwen sweetie, wake up." The girl stirred slightly before looking around. She smiled at her daddy. "We are going to go somewhere but you need to be awake for us to portkey. I know you always wanted to try it." The girl instantly was awake and looking around excitedly. Samantha and Susan placed their hands on the small glass orb that Severus produced from his pocket. "Family" The portkey activated and the four were gone the next instant.

Gwen squealed in delight when they landed in a room with rich furniture and a fire place. A man stood and sighed before sitting back down. Severus handed his daughter to his wife, "Sorry for the scare Crest."

Crest stood up again and shook his friends' hand. "It's good to see you sir."

"There is an occupation now in the Britain cities." The man nodded. "Could you please look after Samantha and my daughter Gwen?" The man nodded and looked over to the mother and child.

Severus turned to his wife and hugged her before kissing his daughter on the head. "I'll return soon."

Samantha gave Severus a deep kiss. "Be careful."

Susan looked at her watch. "It's been almost two hours Severus, we got to get moving." Her eyes suddenly turned a pale blue and a silver spider appeared clinging to her back. The small girl gasped with fascination. Susan looked over to the kid and smiled. "We will have to move fast, Integrate." The spider slowly slid into the woman. "First thing we are doing is finding where the largest number of wizards are located." Severus nodded before Susan turned to the North East. "There." The potions master grabbed a hold of the blonde's shoulder and they were both gone with a silent pop.

In a town a hundred miles away from the house a beam of silver light fell from the sky bent on breaking through the wards around the city. When it touched the ground it disappeared. Susan smiled when she found her self in the alley. She had not liked the idea of passing through wards. She could do it, but it was tricky and it was only thanks to her summon Shan that she had the ability. That didn't necessarily mean that she could choose where they arrived at, most of her skill was just to get them through the ward, she was just relieved that they arrived in a barren alley.

Spell fire burned the air. Susan had to upturn her nose to the smell. Severus had his wand ready and both adults scanned the area. When there were no witches or wizards they walked towards the end of the alley.

The pair heard shouting and they ran towards the commotion. The streets were bare and Susan repressed a shiver. Several of the buildings were razed. They arrived in time to see a thunderous shout of cheer. "IT'S NOT JUST ONE MANS FIGHT!" Severus and Susan looked at each other before they both lowered their wands. "THEY CAME TO US WITH NUMBERS, AND WE RESPONDED WITH WILL!" More shouting erupted from the crowd. The two Raiders look around the crowd trying to see who was talking but they knew that the spelled voice was enchanted to reach a certain range. They both started to push their way through the towns folk of Dragons Tailor. "THEY WANT US TO GIVE UP AND WE SHOWED THAT WE ARE STRONGER THAN THEIR SCHEMES!" Susan repressed the urge to cover her ears at the sudden cheering. Severus reached around several people and grabbed a hold of Susans' hand to pull her through the crowd. After they pulled themselves through another block they both looked in shock at down town. The whole square was holding the invading army. Several of the blue robed wizards were looking at the massive mob that surrounded them. "BUT NOT LET US FORGET THAT JUSTICE IS NOT THE WILL OF THE VICTORIOUS, BUT THE RESPECT OF OUR LAW! NOW WE WILL SHOW THE WORLD WE TRULY ARE BETTER THAN THEY!" The cheers erupted again. The wards around the city fell and Susan and Severus instantly looked to the center of the town. The small building in the heart of the town opened and a young man came out. No one seemed to notice the hut and Susan and Severus almost laughed at their late arrival.

Susan looked up at the sight of a young man standing on a ledge of a building. He had a mop of blonde hair and Susan recognized him immediately as he had often visited the Potter house. Several other people not much older than the leader stood with him. Each had a silver apparition keeping them company while looking at the number of wizards who answered their call for help. The young man took off the sonorous spell from his throat and shouted along with the crowds. Susan leaned over to Severus and had to shout in his ear, "I think Owen should go into politics!"

-o-

Harry Potter felt the endless number of spells hitting against his protection rings. He often wondered how he would feel fighting so many people at one time. He grinned evilly and wondered what would happen if he could perform a disenchanted spell the size that his daughter could. It would be interesting if they would just surrender then. Harry looked over to Draco who sat on the same spot as if he was enjoying a entertaining show. Harry chuckled slightly when he realized that he was.

Harry raised his hands and his modified eyes saw the amount of magic that was being drawn from the closest wizards towards his palms. At first they didn't notice their spells were not being as effective as they should be and shortly there after many of them could no longer cast any spell. There were several cries before Harry pointed his hand down two different streets. A sudden flash flew through the two paths before the men and women standing there waiting their turn to fire spells collapsed. Many took it as their cue, to find a way to join in. Many of the wizards and witches who could not fire spells ran inside buildings to floors and roofs to fire at the man.

Harry smiled after a minute of just watching in morbid fascination of the number of spells being fired at him. He changed the spells to his shield and weaved a ward around himself to stop the spells. It let him stop concentrating on constantly maintaining his shield. Harry placed his hands in front of him and a sphere of light appeared between his cupped hands. His palms slowly moved away from each other as the sphere grew.

Harry grimaced at the number of spells that increased when he started creating the sphere. He was half blind from the number of spell light that flew all around him. He had wondered what he was going to do with these people, and found an idea that made him chuckle. He shivered thinking of the one time he created a condition necessary to pull of this spell. That particular time he almost killed himself. It was also the first time he could create a way to weave magic into a condition. He felt his magical aura begin to contract and expand. Each tug felt like a touch of his soul was being pulled away while he focused and refined his magic. His body felt the protest of so much magic coursing through his veins. He felt the sizzle of his skin and smelt the flakes of flesh that peeled off his hands and face.

When his eyes focused on Draco, the man stood up and nodded unconsciously in understanding. The platinum blonde crouched down and took hold of statue he had been standing on and immediately felt the burst of magic from Harry.

The visible aura from Harry suddenly sucked itself back into the man's body. Harry looked at the thousands of wizards and witches on the ground, alleys, buildings and roofs. His mental eyes saw the thousands of wizards and witches fighting or still overseeing two more towns that had not been cleared out. Harry's voice gave a disgusted sneer. "Get out." As if they listened and obeyed, thousands of pops erupted at once. There was nothing more than a few sounds of gasping before the city was silent. Harry destroyed the Hunters' barriers around each city and sighed when he saw that people in Godrics Hallow begin to leave their houses to see what happened.

There was a sudden clapping sound and Harry was amused at the pretentious blonde. "Was it a good show Draco?"

"It was. Sorry I had to lead that, but you know, contracts and everything." Draco dusted off his pants.

"How is the mercenary life?" Harry asked genuinely interested.

Draco shrugged. "It's not an easy line of work. But I think I am ready to settle down."

Harry nodded before looking around. "I think this is the only city that doesn't have razed buildings."

"I tried, I am sure there are a few that have been, we just can't see it from here. So I take it you got rid of that curse?" Harry raised an eyebrow. Draco returned the look with a sneer. "Please Harry, my employer told me all about it."

Harry nodded his head. He was glad this town was not badly damaged. It was where his parents used to live when they went into hiding. The town was named after their home. "Are you ready for this duel?"

Draco laughed while pulling out his wand. "As if I could really match you Potter." Draco walked to the middle of the street and they both bowed and turned to their fighting stance. With out a signal they both fired identical spells of red light. Each deflected the other while Draco charged towards his opponent. Harry raised his hand and the concrete beneath Draco's feet broke apart and turned to water, Draco half fell in before he rolled to the side pulling his feet out of the street as it slowly turned back into pavement. Draco flicked his wrist not the least bit perturbed from the attack. Harry sidestepped the spell and flicked his fingers. Several spells of blue light fired one after the other from Harry's right hand. Draco cast a shield spell and quickly moved out of the way as the second spell hit and shatter the weak defense.

Draco started several quick motions with his wand and pointed it right at Harry. The air burst into light before a long beam flew towards Harry. Harry raised his hand to it and gave a look of surprise before raising his left to help stop the spell. Draco collapsed to the ground panting hard. "Nice job Draco. That surprised me."

Draco muttered several hard swear words. "Don't let it get to you. Voldemort is the only other guy to surprise me like that." Draco sighed into the ground before rolling himself to the side. Draco still lay there panting. "It took that much out of you?"

Draco nodded. "I wrote that spell to fight against you. But I don't have the capacity to cast it well. I don't think many can." Harry smiled.

"Well, you were the last of the Hunter forces. I guess I should go and see how Hermione and Alice are doing."

Draco gave a long exhausted sigh. "Maybe it's time to retire."

Harry laughed while he pulled his one time enemy into a sitting position. "Think you are ready to come back home?"

"Not to Britain, I never really did like it here, maybe somewhere where it does not rain as much." Harry smiled. Draco scowled at him. "And somewhere where I don't have to see you on a newspaper." Harry laughed.

"So were conditions to your employers' contract met?"

Draco nodded. "I just had to fight you. Now that it is over, I got paid. Good thing Goblins like me so much now. Just don't tell my mom I said that. She already disowned me, I don't think I could live with her hating me to." Harry just shook his head.

"Well I should get going. Make yourself scarce Draco. Good luck." Draco extended his hand and they both shook.

"My Oath for you is fulfilled now. My word and strength know no boundaries, I will show you what I can become. Remember? I don't need luck."

Harry smiled. "You are a good man Draco." Draco moved back as if he was hit. He aparated away before saying something he would regret in retaliation. Harry surveyed the damage to the cities' main square and opening streets where Godrics' statue sat. He felt the burns on his face healing slowly and added more magic to speed the healing. "You can come out now Hermione."

"I saw the fights from my dead room." At Harry's look Hermione smiled. "It's a room where no magic can come in or out, and there is only two ways into it. In the room I can pretty much monitor all of Britain if we every came into war."

Harry nodded. "Have you heard from Susan or Alice?"

"They are both fine Susan got to a rally led by Owen Yellow." Harry laughed. "And Alice was sleeping off her exhaustion the last time I checked." Harry almost felt like running when he heard a dozen pops. He turned his head and grinned. "Hi Cho!"

The woman glared at her former leader and friend. Still on unsteady feet she walked over to him. "Did you really find it necessary to put me into a sleeping trance?"

Harry looked over to her shoulder and saw the other members of the Raiders. The twins were laughing though they still winced from pain over their fight with Harry. Ron ignored them all and went strait to his wife. The two didn't notice the rest of the world. Harry gave Fleur a look meaning she shouldn't even be out of bed. And the others just looked as if they wanted to see what Cho would do. Harry thought what to say. "Cho? Can you cast a spell with out it hurting you?" She glared at him before saying a no. "Would you have gone and tried to fight?"

She shouted "Yes!"

Harry placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed slightly. She toppled over only to be caught by her husband Neville. "Cho, you would have died, most of you guys would have. I know I am going to get hell, especially Susan." There were a few guffaws from that. "But I knew you guys couldn't help." Cho just growled at him before nodding her head and leaned against Neville.

Harry sighed when he looked at the people slowly circling the group. From what Harry could tell, they didn't even have the opportunity to fight back. They had all been sealed in their homes. Harry thought back to the number of wizards and shook his head. It was better this way. Even if the whole of the city fought, not all were wizards and witches and among the magic folk, the Hunter army was just too large.

Harry stretched still feeling the strain on his magic from the forced aparation of the invaders.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?" Harry looked at Hermione who gave him the look. Harry only got that look when she was not going to be satisfied until she was told the whole answer.

"Where did you send the Blue army to?"

Harry laughed. "Clavis, under lock and key. No one can leave the city. And its fields are large enough to hold that many people even if they are unconscious." Harry loss his smile when he looked at his friend. "I've been lazy. This should never have had happened."

Hermione smiled. "It doesn't matter, the hard part is over." Harry grinned at her.

-o-

"Hey Albus!" The former headmaster looked up from his patient and smiled.

"It is good to see you both in good spirits, Miss Tonks, Miss Potter."

Alice and Tonks both shared a smile. "We are going through the towns to make sure the blue guys are gone."

Albus turned back to his patient. "Don't help with the relief work for a day. You need those ribs to mend." The man nodded before walking up and gingerly touching his side. He thanks the old man and left. "As you can see I have been helping the healers. It seems they are spread thin with so many people injured. Daigon is completely flooded from what I heard so many of the refugees are arriving here and heading to the castle."

Alice looked up and saw the steady stream of people heading towards Hogwarts.

Albus interrupted any thoughts she had. "I was at the Wizengamot trying to convince them of withdrawing when the first army fell onto Daigon." Albus gave an almost bitter laugh. His voice was pained and he could feel the weight of his breath.

The two ladies were surprised. They had never heard the tone from the man before. "When I returned I was surprised that it seemed most of the fight happened with out me." He laughed happily as he helped the next patient that came to him. The two girls smiled at him in return but both felt something fall from their view of the unshakeable Dumbledore. Something that only time could take away. Youth.

-o-

Susan had to drag Severus through the crowds. After the captured wizards disappeared Owen had said that Harry Potter had won his fight and sent them away. The crowds slowly dispersed back to their homes and businesses to help rebuild. Angela noticed the two adults and waved them over.

"How's everywhere else Mrs. Potter?"

Susan sighed. She looked at Severus and smiled at his personal sneer. "We didn't get to see anything Harry made sure we didn't interfere." Angela looked at the two. They both looked irritated. When she laughed it drew the attention of the rest of her friends.

"Hey Susan, have you seen Alice?" Susan shook her head at the blonde haired wizard.

"Sorry Owen, I was actually coming over here to see if you guys could find him and Alice."

Pam smiled from behind them. She snaked her arms around Angelas' and Owens' shoulders. "Bruce can help you." She turned her head and almost shouted into Owens' ear. "Bruce! Get over here!"

Susan shared an amused look with Severus before Auror Dent arrived. Before he could ask, Susan answered him. "We need to find Harry, Alice and probably Hermione." She knew that if something happened many of the Raiders were smart enough to withdraw from the towns. And only three of them really lived in the cities. The others lived out in Muggle Britain.

Bruce immediately summoned his bear. The bear disappeared and the summoner felt the new sensory perception the bear gave him. Bruce turned his head and looked north east. "Alice is with Auror Tonks in Hogsmeade." Bruce turned again and kept looking. His brow furrowed. Finally he turned south and focused there for a few minutes. "The Professor and Minister Weasley are far south and a little east of here." He concentrated more and saw buildings and people. He didn't recognize the place so it was hard to tell the others exactly where they were. Finally his eyes widened at the crest he saw on the floor. The two people he was searching for just walked over it. "The Wizengamot court. They are at the gates."

Susan and Severus exchanged a look before Susan immediately apparated.

-o-

Harry and Hermione walked through the halls and several wizards recognized the pair. The started shouting orders to their fellow wizards to arrest them. Harry pressed a circle of magic and the Minister and he, both walked through the mass of wizards that had started to fill the narrow hall. Spells flew in their direction but Harry protected the both of them. As the pair passed the Aurors many of them fell to the ground before they passed out.

Hermione looked at her friend and saw him sweating heavily. "I can cover for us if you need to rest Harry, we are almost there." Harry just shook his head. A sudden burst of air encircled them before the rest of the wizards in the hall fell. Harry gave an exhausted breath.

The two heard the council still talking through the doors and Hermione resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the thought no one bothered to inform the council of their appearance. "Should we knock or barge in?"

Harry raised his hand and the doors flew off their hinges and flew past the two. "The more dramatic the entrance the better…"

The two walked inside and there were sudden gasps from the hundreds seats above them. The two both craned their next to look at the fully assembled Wizengamot. Harry held a slight snicker. "A long way from the seven seats at my first trail."

Hermione resisted the urge to chide him. She walked ahead of him and stood at the center of the council and walked onto the podium. "Dishonored members of the Wizengamot, your invasion has failed." Several people stood only to be forced to sit back down. Hermione looked over to Harry who just pushed the palm of his hand down gently. She smiled at him before continuing. "The wizarding army that had invaded Britannia lands has been safely moved to Clavis where they are held under house arrest until we deem fit to release them for their incarceration." Several people were ready to shout but found they were unable to do so. Hermione reminded herself to thank Harry for the lack of interruptions. "I am here before you now at your forceful request. If you truly want to have Harry Potter and I go on trail then we shall do it here and now."

Harry looked back behind him and said loudly. "Oh good, the press is here." Hermione refused to look over to him. He likely had an unrepentant look on his face.

"You may now start this trail Alden." She looked to the center of the court in front of her and the head table. The leaders looked at each other before nodding.

"Very well." Alden looked at the woman who had been his rival on the political field for years and nodded to her. "Let this trail of the massacre of Clavis and the aiding and abiding a criminal commence." The hall was suddenly filled with flashing lights from reporter cameras.

-o-

Mathew had lain in bed after the fever for hours. When he finally awoke, he felt many certainties. His mind knew what he needed to do. His breathing was heavy and it took him several long moments to get out of bed. He showered quickly and put on a simple brown robe. He latched on a hooded cloak and exited his room and looked down the hall. His vacant eyes followed him down the hall to the cell door.

When will I know what I am ready?

Mathew asked the question a number of times to Cyan. She would smile at him and said he would know. Mathew knew. He saw everything in a crystal clarity. He felt his mind swept into a labyrinth of possibilities hours ago. Now his mind was on a bridge. It gave him strength and acceptance. Mathew knew it would not do good to voice every prophecy he saw. It was why there were special rooms that housed prophecies. He had learned early on with his powers that omitting was as much as important as voicing his futures.

Mathew's face was pale. He was half way through the hall when he heard Cyan's voice.

Fearing what will come will not make it go away Mathew. Only when you can accept the 'as is' can you really see what will occur. I know it's not easy. It took me a long time to learn that lesson.

Mathew thought what it would be like when he would need to meet the world, not as Mathew Andrews, but as the Prophet of his generation. His chest would normally tighten and he would want to cry. The pressure of others expected of him was impossible to think about. Mathew felt none of that now. The door to his cell flew open and he stepped out. He looked to his left and walked towards the hub room.

We all have demons we must deal with Mathew. But when the time comes, it won't matter. You will know what needs to be done.

Mathew reached the end of the hall.

"I need to go." When he looked up to his guard, the man gasped. Mathews eyes were completely white as if he was born blind. The guard shouted orders. Mathew walked towards the portkey room with out waiting for the Aurors. No one touched him when the doors opened for him. The guards exchanged looks, knowing that it was supposed to be impossible to open the doors from the prisoner side. Mathew stood in the center and said to those near by. "I need to go to the Wizengamot court." Several Aurors immediately began to create a portkey. Three Aurors stood next to him as his escort. When the portkey was created Mathew looked to one of the guards at the door. For a brief moment his eyes returned to normal. "Tell Cyan that she was right. I know what I was meant to do. And tell her good bye… and thanks."

Mathew took the portkey. He and the three Aurors disappeared and reappeared miles away just inside the dislodged doors to the Wizengamot court.

-o-

The man had lost a lot of business thanks to this particular assignment. The assassination of a teenager was supposed to be easy. When the boy did not arrive to his destination as he was supposed to, his employer was annoyed. He later found out that they had to diverge half of their force from apprehending Potter to try and get the information from the fortress that was the Vanguard estate. When he was ordered to cancel the job at his failure to track the boy, he lost many of the clientele that had been following the prestigious assignment.

It was why he was so happy when he scrying found the boy entering the Wizengamot court. Granted it was not a job anymore, but you can't buy a piece of mind.

-o-

The moment Mathew arrived he felt the blackening sickness of death fold over his body. He had almost forgotten about the impending death someone wanted for him. Mathews' concentration was so great he did not notice his will to vomit or the shaking hands that gripped at his sides. Mathew's milky white eyes looked at the two guards that had been scowling at the crowd forming at the entrance of the court. Mathew saw a small crowd with cameras and quick quills. His mind wondered if he would see himself in the papers later. The guards lowered their heads and backed away. Each felt the power roll of the boy. The Aurors forced the reporters to part for the young man. Mathew Andrews saw Minister Grange stand before the Wizengamot with Harry Potter at her side.

A thin man at the lead table sneered in a burly German. "What do you want boy, you are interfering with a trail by the Wizengamott."

Mathew raised his hand in front of him and a silver staff of gnarled wood stood before him. He took it from the air and used it to lean against. Mathews' strength was weak from the impending doom that gripped his lungs. He felt no muscle holding him and it was by will alone that he did not collapse from the black vileness that reeked of impending danger that targeted him. He looked at the members of the Wizengamot and they each saw his eyes. There was murmuring from stands and the spectators noticed the boy's eyes as well. "Here me lords and ladies of magic." Mathews voice shook the room and his pale eyes brightened with magic. "Great evil is present."

"We know! That is why we have convened so that those guilty may be punished!" The Polish leader stated loudly with confidence.

Mathew looked at the man with sightless eyes and the man lowered to his seat. The prophet looked to his mentor Harry Potter and Minister Weasley. "What does this court know of justice?" There were sudden hisses from the reporters and lesser members of the court. Those who did not know the boy scowled at him for not knowing his place. "I have come with a message, to this court. Hear it and face your own judgment." Mathew felt his executioner in the room. He had just entered.

The French Minster stood and eyed the boy wearily. "Gives us your message so we may know the wisdom of the ages Mathew Andrews." The murmurs silenced. Not many had seen the boy for months and rumors of his death spread through out the magical world.

Mathew breathed in. The taker of his life was above him now. He knew he had not much time left. Several voices took the place of the single booming voice. "Blind by fear this world decrees. Death comes to my lords of beasts. Less the world discards their claims, ruin will run and curse your names. Unity in death will fail your path. Kill your greed will save you strife. Ends of this age has come at last. My mark in death will be sacrifices' last." Mathew looked up to a balcony and saw the red light that had already penetrated his chest. The staff he had leaned against disappeared and his clear eyes smiled at the man who had fired a spell at him. In a small voice Mathew murmured, "Thank you."

Time slowed for everyone. Harry turned to look at the man and simply raised his hand. The man flew into his hands and he slammed the assassin into the ground. Harry looked over to his wife who was standing in the audience. He never noticed she arrived. "I got it Harry!" She had already cleared the court room and had just arrived at Mathew's side.

Her body emitted light before it disappeared. Harry saw her magic recondition itself repeatedly. He knelt next to her and bit his thumb. He moved her short blond hair and wrote a single rune with his blood. He closed his eyes and allowed the magic in the blood to draw more from him to his wife. Her eyes widened but she did not turn from the boy in front of her.

His chest was mended. "I can't get his heart to start beating again." She gave up on magic and straddled the boy while she slammed her palms onto the small frames' chest. After several tries she used her magic and shook her head to herself. The boys' heart wasn't restarting. After another minute she just leaned back and stifled a sob.

Susan fell into Harry's arms and just held his shirt. "It's ok Susan. He knew…" Harry nuzzled her head. "He knew he was going to die. He was at peace with it." Harry held her and the two suddenly felt the noise return to them. Shouts and cries filled the room. Harry looked up from his wife. The press was pushed back to the entrance by guards to not let them see the dead child. The members of the wizengamot looked shaken. Harry did not know if it was because it was a first for someone to die in front of many of them or from the boys final words.

Harry brought his wife to her feet and looked at the leader Alden. The man nodded in understanding. "ORDER! I DEMAND ORDER!"

"Guards please bring a shroud, Mister Potter, the boy was your charge, you may have the killer taken into custody by British Aurors." The three that had escorted the boy snapped into action. All three were stricken by the loss of the boy that had kept them company in the lowest part of Bakan prison. The three Aurors bound the man and took him outside through the press before aparating to Bakan prison.

"Mister Potter, Minister Granger, I am sorry to ask this, but could you please continue." Several of the reporters were hostile to Aldens' order.

Harry looked away from the shroud that covered his charge. Several wizards had already started taking him away. Harry knew they would be taking him back to Britain. "You wanted to know exactly what happened in Clavis, correct?" His voice was cold and almost toneless. Hermione stood next to him for support. He gave a weak smile in return. "I think to this day you all fail to realize how dangerous Voldemort was." Although many had never experienced the mans' tyranny they still flinched at his name.

"When I was with my first group of wizards, we had been tracing Voldemorts' recruitment. He rarely recruited wizards as death eaters were loyal to him first and foremost. It was hard for him to find many of those kind of men and women after his first fall. He turned to the Tribes and Clans of werewolves and Vampires." His mind thought back to the times Bill had told them that his goblin informant speak of the Vampires' problems with feeding grounds.

"He did not need loyalty from them. He just needed offer them what they wanted. Many of the clans and tribes had no contact with the wizarding world, so many of them did not care about equal rights. All Voldemort had to do was promise and keep to that promise."

Harry looked at Alden who realized where the conversation was going. "He kept that promise. They wanted hunting, and breeding grounds. Why was it that only Britain was concerned when the moon stood still at complete full position day in and day out for months? Sadly, none of you cared. That's what led to the fall of Clavis. When me and my group first realized and then arrived in the refugee city, it was too late. They were all dead, or turned and driven insane. The thousand refugees from Britain, Germany and Egypt had been killed long before we arrived. Voldemort had his army. And he did not need another loyal death eater." The room was completely silent except for the scribble of quills. Harry looked around the room and saw many sickly looking faces. Not many returned his gaze when it was leveled on him.

"The explosion at Clavis was our last desperate attempt at preventing the ready to mobilize army from leaving the city. To be honest I was expecting myself to die in that explosion…" Harry stopped and though of Mathew. Susan had stopped crying during the conversation, no one aside from Severus and Tonks knew exactly what happened that night. The only other person to have known was already dead. Bill their first leader.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. Hermione asked. "Where there any other questions?"

Alden spoke almost to himself. "Why hide the truth?"

"Voldemort already destroyed Auror garrisons in most of Europe. Saying he had an army under our noses would led to more panic. That would not have helped us. And at the time, we were still recovering." Harry answered directly to the Wizengamot asking if they could have done other wise.

Alden looked at his fellow council before saying, "All those in favor of dismissing all charges?" A resounding if not bitter "Aye" followed. Alden looked and wondered. "Nay?" While not all of the wizengamot answered Aye, none of those said anything against it.

"Charges of Harry Potter and Hermione Weasley are here by dismissed. All in favor of ending this session?" Harry Hermione, and Susan shared a hug before leaving intent on finding the body of Mathew Andrews.

-o-

Harry, Hermione, and Susan arrived inside the Minister's office. They walked out the door and they noted the damage before looking to see if anyone of the ministry was back. When they finally reached the bottom floor they saw a large group huddled around the wizard wireless. Before Hermione thought about it she asked, "Anything interesting?" The group turned around and she was surprised that many of her heads of office were there listening. They all stood up. It took them a moment before they all clapped.

Hermione gave an exasperated smile. "That's enough already, go help with the clean up. I'll go make my rounds in the cities." The group each shook all three of their hands and gave heart felt condolences for the death of the Andrews boy.

Susan tried not to think of Mathew when they shook her hand. Harry took her left hand and squeezed it. She nodded. They need to both get used to it if they want to go and help with the repairs.

The three walked outside and saw that there was no one else at the entrance. Hermione Harry and Susan looked at each other unsure where to start. Hermione took control. "Lets start with Daigon."

-o-

Alice sat alone on top of the highest tower. She had Rin take her here after she heard Mathew's prophecy and final words on his death. She shuddered thinking why he could say thank you. She took a sudden intake of air when she saw a pair of feet appear next to her. "You shouldn't be alone Alice." Alice looked up and saw Owens mop of hair.

"But he-" She started to cry and Owen picked her up before aparating away. The two arrived and were immediately embraced by three other people. Alice looked and saw Bruce, Pam and Angela. It was a long while before they went outside. But even after they were exhausted from helping repair the city, they could not forget their friend.

-o-

Harry woke up and sighed. He remembered the busy day he had. It felt good to just lay down. He smelled Susan's hair and just sighed. It was likely still early morning, but he didn't want to waste the energy to raise his head and look at the clock. With a groan he felt his wife stir and look at the clock for him. "Let's get going Harry." She was wide awake when she kissed him and got out of bed.

Harry found himself unsure how he felt. For as long as he could remember he had no faith in the people that were supposed to be his people. He left knowing that they would destroy themselves, and here he was after it nearly happened. On his return his students gave him hope. Hermione in office gave him a future he could possibly live in. Susan reminded him that love can be his strength. Alice showed him that the pass does not have to shape your future. Harry paused. When he got dressed he gave a real smile. Mathew showed him that accepting the world is the first step in changing it.

Harry walked out of the bed room with that thought in mind.

The center square in Godrics' Hallow was the largest of the seven cities. It was here that the thousands of people gathered for Minister Grangers address. Many were not content to listen to it over the wireless, and they were forced to crowd close together with the press at the front.

Harry stood between Alice and Susan. Harry had thought what he wanted to say to the people below him. He had mostly not paid attention to Hermione's' speech. But he knew she had them riveted. They cheered at the right pauses, and Susan and Alice seemed to pay close attention.

When the clapping died after minutes of applause Harry found Hermione gesturing him to say something. He found himself in front of the podium again and wondered what he could say. Before he thought about it too much he started. "Seven years ago I stood much the same way that I am now." There was a tense pause and Harry gave a slight laugh. "I said then that the world would need to change for me to return. Then I found myself returning regardless." Harry smiled at his wife and daughter. "These past few days, the world did not change, but it did take a step. Now, I want to take another with my family, and this country. Let's move forward and not live in the past, but create a future." Harry waved to the people as they rose and cheered.

Harry returned to his family. "Susan?"

Susan smiled at him. She held his hand. "Yes?"

"What do you think about me going into Technomancy?"

Susan smiled. "I think that would be wonderful."

Harry chuckled. "You can blame your aunt." Harry looked at both girls beside him. "Thank you." They both looked at him unsure what he was talking about. He looked at them and laughed easily. "Today could not have happened with out you two." Still unsure what he meant they both just smiled. The past doesn't shape the future; my love can be my strength… Harry looked at the cheering crowds as they slowly dispersed. With these two, I can never worry about forgetting it.

-o-

Harry Potter was soon there after called the visionist for what he sought as the future of the wizarding world. The slow integration of wizards and muggles led the cities to be open to full muggles and after generations many of the muggles who lived in these cities had the common knowledge of magic.

The world may not have heeded Mathew Andrews' last words but Chief Warlock Alden Oren took the boys final prophecy to heart. He removed many of his personal needs, and showed by example what a true leader could be. With the mark of what was now called the two hour war, Alden slowly accepted as many independent countries into the Wizengamot before slowly disbanding it all together and creating The Republic of Magic. While Britains' government never accepted being apart of another union, Minister Weasley, and Warlock Alden had many discussions and Britain shared many of the same rights as those in the Union. Britain's only lack of full membership, as many of the union members prayed for, was their lack of voting rights.

It was a testament to the Republics' success that there was a lasting peace that spanned over two hundred years. Harry Potter was titled many things in his life time, but that of the Visionist never faded.

Epilogue

The Minister blew out his cigar and scowled at the failure of his plans. He had never foreseen such a large force could be felled by so few people. After a moment of calming down he knew that it was well enough that he was still undiscovered. He quickly had every document destroyed linking him to any of his own actions and sighed now that it was all done.

"Is there a problem Minister Sollec?"

The man looked up from his seat and glared at the boy. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" The Minister shuddered when he saw the black robes the teenager wore. The silver claps around his neck and the ring on the kids finger exuded power.

The blonde looked levelly at the man. "Anthony Sollec, Minister of Frisland, you are here by arrested for conspiracy to murder, treason and crimes against humanity."

Anthony sneered. "And how are you going to do that?" The minister reached for his wand only to have it fly from his hand.

"We have two men who will testify against you. That is more than enough to convict." Anthony scowled he immediately thought of the assassin who botched up the Andrews job. "Assassin, Aaron Noads, and Auror Justin Cox of Frisland." The man stood shocked. The teenager laughed. "We caught him at the first attack at the Vanguard Estate, you think we would forget?"

Anthony tried to run from his desk and stopped and fell to the floor. He gripped his throat and tried to feel for what ever was chocking him. He looked over to the young man. The teenager's eyes were glowing a brilliant yellow. "I am here, Sollec, because justice for your crimes need to be met. It should be a ministers duty to protect their people, not sacrifice them for his gain." At that, a silver snake appeared around the Ministers neck and lead up to the teenagers arm.

The teenager looked at the struggling minister. "Thew, let him go." The snake with drew its coils and slithered up the teenagers arm.

Anthony stuttered. "Please, let me go. I got lots of money, how much to..."

The blonde punched him in the face. "That's for Mathew you son of a bitch." The man stayed on the floor unconscious.

"Good job Owen. You'll make a fine Raider."

Owen looked over and gave weak smile to the two Aurors behind him. Tonks walked past Cho and bound the man on the ground. Cho looked around. "Let's go. There's nothing else for us here.

The three aparated and placed the former minister into custody. When Owen finished his paper work for his training as an Auror he left. He arrived at the Potters and walked in with out knocking. He saw his friend Alice sitting at the table with several books surrounding her. Her arms were folded and he head rested on them. Owen smiled before shaking her awake.

"We got him Alice." Alice sighed before hugging the man.

"So it's over then." Alice said into his ear. Owen shivered slightly but nodded into her neck. She sighed at the motion.

Owen closed his eyes before stepping back. "Alice… I-"

Alice just moved forward to kiss him. When she let go she said to him. "We'll work it out. What ever problems we will work it out."

"We will."

Alice leaned harder into him. "Promise?"

Owen kissed her again. "I promise."

The End