Title: Harry Potter and the Great Adventure

Author: Magiquill9

Chapter 12: Good From Far, But Far From Good

Ships: Harry and Ginny, Hermione and Ron, Bill and Fleur, and Lupin and Tonks.

Chapter Synopsis: Harry finally takes a look at the camera from the vault, translates part of the notebook, discovers just how close and how far he is to defeating Voldemort, and makes a return to the Room of Requirement.

Story Summary: HBP raised as many questions as it answered. How can Harry find a horcrux? How can he destroy the horcruxes? Everything was laid out, and we were about to jump off the cliff. Here's where the cliffhanger ends and the adventure begins. Join Harry and friends as they struggle to lead the wizarding world out of despair, fight the good fight, and put an end to the evil that is Tom Riddle.

Disclaimer: Well guys, I'm back, and it's nice to see you all are still reading the story, and thanks for whomever added me to the C2. I'm hoping this chapter is to your liking, I was planning on sending them to the Riddle House, but that will have to wait a bit. Sorry last chapter was so short; I just wanted to get something out since I had the tournament and all. So for now, I submit to you Chapter 12: Good From Far, But Far From Good.

"So, what now Harry? What do you want to do?" Ginny awaited Harry's answer patiently. They were sitting on the couch, Hermione and Ron opposite them playing wizard's chess, and Harry and Ginny were cuddling quite closely. Harry had one arm around her and she was snuggled into him. She was absentmindedly caressing his arm while Harry just massaged her hand gently.

"Checkmate," said Ron from across the room, as his reckless pawn and valiant knight had forced Hermione to lose again. Hermione sighed and walked over to the couch next to Harry and plopped onto it.

"I know what we can do," said Hermione. With that, she rushed upstairs to her and Ginny's room. Harry and Ron shared a look.

"I hate it when she does that," Ron grumbled. "It only takes an extra two seconds, and then we won't be so confused."

Harry agreed with him and nodded to show his support. Ron sighed and tossed himself onto the couch. Hermione sprinted back down the stairs and handed something to Harry, grinning broadly.

"You can look at the video camera we found in the vault." Harry looked at Hermione's beaming face and sighed. Not wanting to disappoint her, he put on an excited face.

"That's a great idea Hermione."

Harry turned on the camera and set it to playback. Ron and Ginny looked on, interest showing on their face, and Hermione watched as well, anxious to see what was on it.

"I charged it because the battery was dead. It should work."

Harry watched as the memory started, and was looking at a live image of his parents.


"This is Harry's first Birthday, hopefully it will come out on this thing. I dunno, I trust Lily, but well, we'll see what happens eh Padfoot?"

Harry saw his father talking to the camera and saw Sirius give the thumbs up flash across the screen, presumably Sirius's.

"And here is my alleged godson, Prongslet."

"Alleged Padfoot? A little complex for you don't you think." Harry recognized Lupin's voice and smiled to himself.

"Hey, I can be smart when I want to," whined Sirius playfully.

"So you must not have ever wanted to be smart then huh?"replied Remus condescendedly. Sirius's face split into a mock indignant frown, but was replaced with laughter almost immediately.

"Well, let's see what the birthday boy got." Harry heard himself squeal in delight.

"Would you look at that? Harry got himself a mini broomstick."

"My godson has to show up all the Hogwarts kids," stated Sirius proudly.

"You really shouldn't have done that Sirius. I don't want him flying," stated Lily emphatically.

"Come on Lils, just because you don't enjoy flying doesn't mean Harry can't. He's a Potter! Potters play Quidditch. Isn't that right Prongsie boy?"

"I think so Padfoot, we are going to have a new chaser join Gryffindor?" said James proudly.

"Still think he'll be a chaser eh Prongs?" asked Sirius.

"Well, you're the one who thinks he'll be beater," replied
James casually.

"Moony, you still say keeper right?" asked Sirius, confirming Moony's guess.

"Right you are Paddy."

"Lily, what do you say? Who's right?" asked Sirius.

Lily gave an exaggerated sigh. "None of you." Among the indignant cries of protests, which Lily promptly ignored, she cooed softly at baby Harry and continued.

"He's going to be a seeker." Dropped jaws met her statement.

"A seeker?" "No way." "A seeker?" "He can't be!" "Are you crazy?" "A seeker?"

Lily just beamed at them. Harry's next present, funnily enough, was a toy snitch. He grabbed it and held onto it. Lily smiled proudly.

"See what I mean?" The men groaned aloud. Then, static. Harry looked around; he had been caught up in the memory. But then, the camera started again.


"Isn't he cute James?"

"He's lovely. Is the camera on?"

"Yes it is."

"Just place it over there, so it can see the whole room. That way we both can come out in it."

"Ok, the battery is low though. It won't last long."

"That's ok, it won't take long."

Sirens were then heard throughout the room. It echoed in the eerie silence of the house.

"It's him! Take Harry and run! I'll hold him off."

Harry stared in shock. He watched as his father, wand in hand, strode over to his mother, planted a firm kiss on her lips, and turned around.

"I love you!" cried Lily.

"I love you too my Lily flower. Keep Harry safe." Harry's father then turned and raced down the stairs. Lily tried to find a way out, and Harry saw her open the door, but quickly close it. He watched as she tried to open the nearest window. It wouldn't budge. She cried out in frustration. A yell pierced the silence. Resolved, Lily walked to baby Harry and kissed him on the forehead.

"I'm sorry Harry. I really don't want to leave you. I will always be with you, here." She touched Harry's heart, and then the door burst open. Harry knew by memory what happened next.

"Step aside, foolish girl."

"No not Harry, please, anything. Take me, kill me instead."

"Out of the way!"

"Please, I'll do anything, not Harry, please, kill m instead."

"Fine, have it your way. You needn't have died you foolish woman. Avada Kedavra."

The green light connected with Lily, and she dropped to the floor, dead to the world. Voldemort then approached Harry. Harry watched as he pulled out a watch and the wand.

"Hmm, I can leave the wand here, and hide it here, yes, this would be a good place to hide it. As for the watch, that can be my sixth one right now. Ahh." Voldemort began a series of wand movements, and pointed his wand at Harry. Harry gasped aloud in shock. Harry watched as his scar was formed on his forehead.

"That takes care of the marking. Now, to finish it. Avada Kedavra." Harry watched as the green light soared through the air, and went to pierce Harry. The room glowed, and the spell rebounded. Voldemort dropped the wand, which rolled under the crib, and dropped the watch. He hit the ground, dead, but still alive. Harry looked and could see in the doorway Wormtail. Harry watched as he picked up his mother's wand and Voldemort's, and then ran off. Harry growled menacingly. It was then that his baby self began to cry. Static then ensued once more.


Harry turned his head to look at his friends, and tried to gauge their reactions. They were all mostly shocked. Harry silently agreed with their assessment. There was one thing that made him happy though.

"Well?" he asked.

"Wow, that was some crazy stuff mate. I think your mum made a vow with Voldemort; at least, I think that was what the glow was. It looked kind of like someone breaking an unbreakable vow, only they didn't make one so, I dunno," replied Ron thoughtfully. His answer surprised Harry. Ron was the expert on wizard things though, Harry still was shocked to find out about new things in the wizarding world that he didn't know about.

"You have that watch don't you Harry?" asked Ginny.

"Yup, that was his intended horcrux."

"Which means the wand was already a horcrux; is already a horcrux. Harry, we have another horcrux. Ravenclaw's wand!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Yup, you're right. We've got the something of Gryffindor's or Ravenclaw's, the diary, the ring, the locket, and we know where Voldemort and the snake are. We just need the cup. And we'll need to destroy the wand and cup of course."

"You're right. Three more to find. Really only one, but that should be it then. We'll just need to destroy them. With Nagini, if we kill her, her soul will be released, along with Voldemort's. I don't know what to do with the wand or cup though," mused Hermione.

"Actually, I have an idea for the wand. My wand has essence of phoenix feather right?"

"Yup, Fawkes's," replied Ron.

"Well, Snape took the feather out of my wand with a potion, it removed the essence of a wand and separated it, I don't remember if you all knew that or not."

"Yeah, you told us, we had to fix it at the shop remember?" said Ginny.

"Well, what if we used that potion on the wand? It would get rid of the wand's magical properties, leaving it a piece of wood. It would probably get Voldemort's soul out of there too."

"It's worth a try," said Ron. They all looked at Hermione expectantly.

"I guess," she said slowly, relenting under their gaze.

"Where will we find the potion though? I mean, it's not like any of us know how to brew it," stated Ginny.

"We'll have to look for it. Hermione, start checking on the library, I'll have to pay a visit to Slughorn. Actually, I think I may need to head to the Room of Requirement. I'm going to need the Half-Blood Prince's book." Harry couldn't bring himself to say Snape.

"Ron, you can go with me or Hermione, Ginny, same to you. Whatever you all would like to do."

"I'm coming with you!" "I'll stay with Hermione!" they both replied, a bit too eagerly.

"Take the extra invisibility cloak then Ginny. Ron, have fun in the library," Harry said with a snicker, responding to Ron's excited declaration to go to the library. Ron blushed but turned away and headed to the library.

"Let's not go just yet though Gin. I want to do something first."

Harry took Ginny's hand and followed Ron and Hermione into the library. Unfortunately, they weren't quick enough, as Ron already had Hermione pinned to the wall and was snogging her brains out, which was remarkable due to the fact that Hermione's brain was very large.

"You know Ron, it'll take you all year to snog Hermione's brains out." With a popping sound, as if a suction cup had just been pulled off a window, Ron and Hermione jumped apart, faster than Harry thought humanly possible. Both blushed red, Ron clashing horribly with his hair, and Hermione looking as if she were sunburned.

"Well I'm just going to try and translate this notebook we found, don't mind me."

Harry sat down, Ginny bringing him a quill and parchment, and began to try and read the words. It was hard at first, but as he began to read them, his mind began to race. His hissing sounds gradually made sense, and he could understand what he was saying.

It's done, horcrux number one has been made. The diary containing a copy of my sixteen year old self has been preserved. Eventually, Hogwarts will be purged of it's unworthy students and Salazar Slytherin can rest at ease.

Horcrux numbers two was also finished. The ring that symbolized the relation to Slytherin has been made to hold my soul. The death of my muggle father and grandfather were used to make these horcruxes. Have now regained control of what was rightfully mine, and with interest. The Slytherin locket is back in the possession of the Slytherin line, and the cup belonging to Hufflepuff has been taken. It would be fitting to have a horcrux made of each of the founders of Hogwarts, my true home. Seven pieces of my soul, spread across this desolate place, should make me immortal, and I will no longer have to worry about the grim reaper following me as it did when I was young.

The locket is now a horcrux, it was made with the death of a foolish Gryffindor who tried to fight me. I shall put it in a safe place soon. I know just the place. The ring will be placed in the house of my mother. Protections will keep anyone but myself from securing it without injury. Or else, if they have the dark mark. The snake and skull, beautiful, no? It shall mark those who follow myself on the road to greatness. Tom Marvolo Riddle. I am Lord Voldemort.

Harry finished translating what was in the notebook and read it, shocked at what he had uncovered. It looks like he and Ron's offhanded joke about the babysitting dementors had been dead on. Harry read what he had uncovered and handed it to Hermione. He would read the rest later; that was enough for now. It was too much of a strain on him, reading in parseltongue.

"Ok Gin, we can go to Hogwarts now. See you later Ron, Hermione."

Harry grabbed Ginny into an embrace, slipped on their invisibility cloaks, grabbed the marauder's map once more, and apparated to Hogsmeade after stealing a kiss from the fiery redhead.


With a pop, they landed in front of Honeyduke's. They walked inside, Harry leading the way, and went into the tunnel leading to the statue. Harry activated the map with the immortal words 'I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good,' and holding Ginny's hand, walked through the passage.

They talked to pass the time by as they headed slowly through the tunnel.

"Gin?"

"Yeah Harry?"

"How are you holding up?"

"Ok I guess. I've got you again so everything else is just not as important."

Harry didn't really know what to say to that so compromised with a quiet "hmmm" and looked at the map. The death eaters had been using Hogwarts as a base of operations, and as Scrimgeour had so eloquently put it, effectively destroyed one of the remaining pillars of light. All that was left was the ministry, Azkaban, and the mysterious Avalon. Azkaban was a mess; it seemed more like a hotel where prisoners checked into and out of then an actual prison. Harry was frustrated with how this war was going. Everything was taken for granted. Harry reached the statue, gave Ginny's hand a squeeze, and opened it. The death eaters were not many.

Harry snuck up to the seventh floor, Ginny in tow and they made it to the Room of Requirement without injury. Harry was getting good at sneaking around Hogwarts. Owner of the prestigious Marauder's Map, son of one of the legendary marauder's himself, godson to the second, and student to the third made Harry very good at sneaking around. He paced three times and found himself in the room he had been in once before.

Littered around the room were copies of books, potions, weapons, and furniture, among other things. Harry looked for the old bust of the warlock he had put above the cabinet and found it. He opened the door, reached behind the cage to grab his book and-

"It's gone," Harry said softly. His words broke the silence as quietly as glass being shattered into pieces. Ginny just stared at him, their invisibility cloaks already off and lying haphazardly around their waist.

Harry began to look around the room fervently, pleading, begging for the room to help. Hr found books all right, overdue books, destroyed books, graffitied books, illegal books, but not the Prince's book, not Snape's. Harry's eyes glanced at a particular title: The Darkest of the Dark, and wondered if maybe any of these books had information about horcruxes. An idea struck Harry. What if he asked the room to present him with a book entailing the destruction of horcruxes. Harry let the idea float through his mind and seemingly reach out to the room. Harry closed his eyes and concentrated. Nothing happened. Harry sighed. He looked at the book still in his hand and tossed it onto the floor. It settled on page 147. Harry looked at it in wonder.

The splitting of the soul, the art of horcrux making.

Harry picked the book up, marked the page, and after shrinking it with a quick spell, pocketed the book and went to leave. He turned around one last time and tried something.

"Accio advanced potion-making." A book flew into his hands. He looked at it. It wasn't the prince's but it could work nonetheless. He looked around a bit more, just out of wonder at what all was there, and glanced at some of the potions that were there. One of them looked oddly familiar. Harry looked around at the rest of the potions and brought them all together. He glanced at each vial, wondering what each potion contained. He thought of taking them to Hermione; she would know what they were. He assembled them all together and slipped the potion book, also shrunk, into his pocket. Ginny had been walking around, and Harry looked at her when she called.

"Harry, look what I found. Isn't it beautiful?" Harry looked at a necklace she had found. Harry had to agree, it was beautiful. It was ruby red, and matched Ginny's hair beautifully. Ginny pocketed it and after they wandered around the room, decided to head back to Grimmauld Place. At Harry's request, the rest of the Weasley family had been staying there, albeit off and on, as they still cherished the Burrow. Harry just wanted them to be safe. They would be at their house today. They had chosen a random pattern as to where they would stay, so it wouldn't be predicted. Harry grabbed onto Ginny, and the rest of the potions, touched his wand to the ring that Fred and George had given him, and said, "Mischief Managed."

Harry and Ginny waited for the familiar pull around their navel. It came, and they began to move, but were abruptly stopped, and slammed into what was apparently a portkey ward. Fortunately, none of the potions were broken, and Harry got up gingerly, wincing as he was on his feet, Ginny feeling the same. Harry helped her up, and slipped his hand into hers. They picked up their souvenirs, and headed to the door. Before they could open it however, the door opened on its own, and a shadow entered the room. Behind it, the shadow's cloak billowed menacingly in the wind, and Harry instantly recognized who it was.

"So, we meet again Potter."

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