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Ch 10
Harry was lying on his bed. He was bored so he was sorting through all his memories. Especially the funny ones. He grinned as he thought about the night he was revealed to the Order as being in the Silver Clan. The reactions to the initial revealing were considerably milder than the later reactions once the information had finally sunk in.
Flashback
Harry was sitting next to his father. They were talking with Order about plans. He tried not to laugh at the Order's expressions. They all seemed rather dazed. He was looking forward to the outbursts once the shock was gone. "The Silver Clan!"
Ah there it was. This was going to be fun. There were masked expressions of amusement from the other Clan members. They apparently thought the same thing. Harry grinned openly. "Yes. Do you have a problem with that?"
"Do I have a problem with it? YES, I DO!"
Ah, his godfather was talking. "What's the matter, Sirius?"
"Why did you join! I can also say the same of you, Ginny!" There were murmurs and shouts of agreement from the rest if the Order.
"I was Chosen. Besides, I like what I do. It's a rush of adrenalin."
"You find world domination fun!"
"Hey! That is a common misconception about the Clan! We do not want to rule the world! Isn't that right father?"
Aaron spoke, "Yes, all we care about is the welfare of the Wizard World."
"Then why join, Voldemort?" That was Dumbledore.
Aaron sighed. "I confess that Tom had been a friend of mine when I was younger. When I had started the Clan and had recruited and trained my forces I joined forces with Tom. I agreed that something had to be done with the Wizard World. But, now he has changed. Now he only cares about the power."
Dumbledore slowly nodded. He turned towards Harry. "Why did you join the Silver Clan if in the process you were also joining your parent's killer?"
"It was your fault, Headmaster. That day in 1st year when you wouldn't tell what I needed to know I found the Corridor. I met Ryder there and I met the Great One. I found a place where I truly belonged. I started training immediately.
I never forgave Voldemort, but I learned to respect the man. He was brilliant even if a little power hungry."
Dumbledore sighed. He turned to Aaron. "I can understand Severus's death, but why Hermione's death. I assume your group was the culprit for this."
Harry sighed and spoke. "I deeply regret it, but I was the one to kill her. She was becoming too suspicious of me. I had to get rid of her before she could figure it out. I regret it, but what has been done is done. Let me remind you that we might be able to bring her back."
Suddenly Sirius spoke again. "I want you to leave at once, Harry! I forbid you from being in the Silver Clan anymore!"
Harry glared at him. "That is not your choice. It is mine and I will stay with the Clan."
End Flashback
Harry jolted from the memory when his Mark flared to life. He rushed to get to his father's side. He was there in five minutes. "Yes, Father?"
"Tom is planning a attack on Hogwarts. It was set for tonight. Are you ready to fulfill your destiny, my son?"
"I am."
"Good. Be ready."
Harry nodded and left to prepare.
Later that night
It was dinnertime and Harry was barely eating anything. He was tense and his eyes kept darting towards the doors. Viper noticed. "What is wrong?"
"It's tonight. Prepare yourself."
As soon as he had said this there was a blaring sound throughout the Great Hall. Harry, Viper, Draco, and Ginny jumped to their feet and ran from the room. They knew what the alarm meant. The professors and many of the older students followed them.
When the group made it outside Harry pressed his Mark and sent a small burst of magic through it. Immediately there were cracks as the entire Silver Clan apparated through the wards. Order members showed up minutes later. The assembled group faced Voldemort's army of Death Eaters.
Harry stepped forward. "Tonight is the night that you will meet your end, Tom Riddle!"
Aaron stepped forward also. "Attack, my loyal friends! Show them what it means to be a warrior!"
The Clan charged forward on their leader's order. Swords were drawn and shields were raised. Spells were fired as the Clan's forces slammed into the Death Eaters.
Harry drew his own sword and fought his way towards Voldemort. He soon reached the self proclaimed Dark Lord. "Are you ready to die, Riddle?"
"How nice of you to join me, Potter."
"I would say it is a pleasure to see you again, but that would be lying."
Voldemort snarled. "Avada Kedavra!"
Harry jumped out of the way of the curse. "Mortis!"
The fight between Voldemort and Harry lasted for the longest time. Harry finally managed to disarm him. He sent a spell the sent the dark lord sprawling. Harry put away his wand away and pulled out a gun. "How does it feel to die by the hand of your enemy and by a weapon created by the so despised muggles, Tom"
Voldemort snarled. "You'll pay for this, Potter! When –"
Harry yawned, "Yada, yada, yada. Whatever. Good-bye Tom Marvolo Riddle."
With a bang the Dark Lord Voldemort was finally finished for good. Harry cast a spell and watched as the body burned to ashes. He walked away and back towards the larger fight.
Days later
Those in the Order who had survived the Last Battle watched a group of black clad figures. Harry stood with the Weaselys. He also watched the Necromancers work. There was suddenly a bright light and everyone had to look away. When the light was gone everyone looked back. Two figures lay unconscious on the floor. The lead Necromancer walked up to the group. "We were able to bring back Hermione granger and Arthur Weasely, but Severus Snape was too far gone for us to be able to bring back."
Suddenly both the figures moaned simultaneously. The Weaselys rushed forward. Harry stepped forward awkwardly. The Weaselys immediately surrounded Arthur and Hermione. Arthur smiled at his family, but then he spotted Harry. His face darkened. Harry looked away ashamed. He spoke, "I don't expect you to forgive me, but I am truly sorry. I had to do what I had too. I had to keep my real life a secret and the only way to do that was to kill you. I am sorry." He turned to Hermione. "You were right, Hermione. I am in the Silver Clan. I also apologize for my actions, but once again it was the way I was taught to keep my secret from those who were not supposed to know."
Harry turned and started to leave when both Hermione and Arthur called his name. He turned to face them. Arthur spoke, "I cannot forgive you yet, Harry, but maybe in time I will come to forgive you." Hermione nodded in agreement.
Harry smiled slightly, "Thank you."
After the Last Battle the Silver still worked to do what they had been created to do. A year later the Ministry fell. Aaron dismantled the old government and created a new one. He became the new head and placed his followers as his court. Harry became the Captain of the Guard. He was in charge of the Guard. The Guard was created as a type of police force. Harry remained the Captain until Aaron died. As the Heir, Harry took over. He married Viper and they had a son who would become the next leader once his father died.
The Wizarding World flourished under the rule of the Silver Clan. They were the most successful government the Wizarding World had ever seen. The Silver Clan ruled until the end of time.
This is the end. I apologize to any of my readers who were disappointed by this last chapter. I had to finish this, though. I was starting to lose this story. I had to end it before I ran out of ideas and could not finish it. I apologize again. Nonetheless, I would appreciate it if you told me what you thought of this story! I would also like to say that I will be starting a new story soon (once I finish The Return first though). Check it out once I get it posted eventually!