A/N: Hi guys, I'm back and this chapter bounces around points of view a few times, and I thought it would give a bit of an insight to the others within the fic. So, on with the show:

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K. but this plot, you know it's mine ;)

Warning: Language, mentions of slash, mentions of blood,

Parsel

Chapter 32:

"We have it," Fred and George said breathlessly, holding out a scroll of parchment with an official seal, Draco looked up from his lounged position on his bed in the Slytherin dormitories and raised an eyebrow.

"What, exactly, do you have?"

"The law Dumbledore wanted passed." Fred said as if it was obvious,

"We've just managed to get it, it went through officially yesterday and we've been in wait for it to be confirmed by the Wizengamot magic." George explained, and Draco said up with a smirk.

"You two are decidedly sneaky." He murmured and they bowed,

"We do try."

Draco reached up and kissed both of their cheeks,

"Come on, my lovely demons. Let us see if we can find Snake. I am sure he's free now." Draco straightened his robes and left his room, two wild cats bounding around his feet as he moved. The common room was practically empty and those who were in there paid no attention to Draco, everyone in Slytherin knew better than to aggravate the Malfoy heir, something Draco was monumentally pleased with. He left the common room and took the quickest route to Snake's rooms without being noticed, he wasn't really surprised when he found the rooms empty, and decided to check his next spot; the library. He would either find Snake, Raven or Paws there and they would be able to find Snake, Draco had a shrewd idea where the Potter Lord was but he couldn't bring himself to knock on the Dark Lord's personal rooms to find out if Snake was there. Draco watched as the wild cats seemed to vanish as he walked in to the library, his silver eyes flicking over the many tables and finally settling on a head of bushy brown hair he was oh so familiar with.

"Granger, you have a book I want." He barked, gaining her attention and allowing those around her to know the reason he was even approaching her.

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?" She snapped, looking up at him with a look of barely concealed disdain on her face.

"Do I have to repeat everything I say to you, or is it merely that hair that keeps your brain from functioning?" Draco drawled, his face curling in to a sneer of disgust, he glanced at her and caught her sparking eyes and barely bit back a smirk. It was amusing working like this, as much as it was tiresome, but it was a necessary.

"No, merely I choose not to keep my attention on things I deem actually important, and, well, you just don't cut it." She returned, a sweet smile on her face. "Now what do you want?" By now he had taken the seat in front of her and they were glaring at each other.

"I'm looking for a book on Snakes, I've been told you've been hording it."

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I have not seen nor heard from this book, I suppose you want me to help you look for it?" Hermione sighed in a self-suffering sort of way, and Draco sneered at her.

"Obviously, Granger, seeing as you were supposed to have it."

"Fine, come on Malfoy, I haven't got all day." She packed her things with a wave of her wand and strutted from the library, Draco following her with a much smoother glide. As soon as they were out in an abandoned corridor they shared amused smirks and Hermione chuckled.

"That was almost art work." She told him,

"I have a gift."

"Why are you looking for Snake?" She asked,

"My demons-," Draco was cut off when said demons came bouncing down the corridor, "My demons have managed to get hold of the law,"

"Really, that was quicker than I thought." Paws mused, "Give me a moment."

Swift, Snake?

Yes? Swift replied instantly, but there was nothing from Snake.

I don't suppose you have seen Snake? She asked needlessly,

No, I'm working with Venom and hanging in the common room.

Wonderful, we're looking for Snake. The twins have found the law.

You know where he is, Swift pointed out, Want me to meet you outside his Darkness' rooms?

Sure.

"We're going to His Darkness, Snake isn't answering." Hermione told him and Draco sighed,

"I really didn't want to do this." Draco muttered with a withering look towards the ceiling, "Come on then," they headed up to the defence corridor and down past Snake's rooms and along to where they knew the Dark Lord was resided. Swift was already leaning against the wall and Paws rolled her eyes,

"I swear, without Raven planning his day he's completely incapable of keeping times."

"He wouldn't be Snake if he was normal." Swift replied.

"Unfortunately, you are right." Paws sighed. She knocked sharply on the portrait and waited for it to be granted access, it took longer than usual but when portrait swung open they filed in to find the Dark Lord glaring at them clutching a mug of tea and Harry was sat on the counter top nursing his own cup.

"Exactly what are you doing here?" The Dark Lord demanded, and Harry nudged him.

"Hush and drink you're tea." Harry told him, the Dark Lord turned his poisonous look to Harry, who didn't even blink even as the others cringed.

"I am highly displeased." Tom stated, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"I'll make it up to you."

"I am sure."

"What are you doing here though, guys?" Harry asked friends,

"One law, Snake, oh master of Darkness." The twins said together, and Harry grinned.

"You two are great, you know that."

"Well, it is popular opinion." George agreed,

"And we like to agree with the masses." Fred continued.

"We'll need to go over it." Harry mused, "And the Elite will need to see it."

"Yes, but that is not possible now. You do actually have to attend school to be seen and there are other things to be done." Tom pointed out.

"That and I don't need to be there. We are not, technically, part of the death eaters and we are needed elsewhere." Paws added, and Harry nodded.

"Got it, I can always report back to you anyway." Harry said. "Bring Badger in on the laws, he would know the ins and outs of it because of his psychotic grandmother."

"I will speak to him,"

"Good."

"There are whispers happening in the Order, we think something has happened." Fred said to Harry, who raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Do watch them."

"We will."

"Bleach, now you're here, you're gunna need to put in some extra hours making potions for Ellen. I know Badger is struggling on ingredients but I'll be sending him shopping with one of my cards, I have to speak to Snape today too." Harry said to him, and Draco nodded.

"I'll fetch a list of off her today and I'll speak with Severus."

"You can all leave now." Tom told them, and Harry laughed. He went to hop down off the counter but Tom placed himself in front of him, "You can stay where you are."

"Guys, I'll speak to you later."

"Yeah yeah," the group trudged out and shared an amused glance before going their separate ways. Harry raised an eyebrow and Tom just looked back blankly, Harry rolled his eyes and kissed him.

"Must you be mean to my friends, they've done a good thing?"

"I was perfectly pleasant," Tom said, "I didn't curse them when they appeared at a terrible moment, if they had been death eaters they would have been cursed."

"I suppose you have a point." Harry sighed, before he smirked, "I did say I would make it up to you,"

"Hm, you did." Tom agreed, "I wonder what you have in mind."

"Ah well, you will have to wait and find out." Harry decided, "Now, are you going to let me go?"

"I am not fully pleased with that option," Tom said to him, "However, you will be returning later so you are able to leave."

"Thanks for that." Harry muttered, he jumped down after kissing Tom and flicked his wand to apply his glamour. "I'll see you later." Harry walked down to the library to return the books he had needlessly taken out, he didn't see any signs of Alina so he didn't stick around. It was cold, but he went to walk around the quidditch pitch where he could be seen by the odd student who had braved the cold. As he was walking, his mind was planning many things that he had to be doing, there was the research he had been completely and he could feel he was on the edge of something, it was within reach but he couldn't quite grasp it and it was annoying.

He had delved in to some pretty cool legends and he knew that all legends began with some truths. There was also the work he was doing on the heirs, it was the Hufflepuff heir that was making him frustrated, they couldn't even show that the line died out because it was as if it just disappeared. Harry had been searching with Paws for Ravenclaw too, he had found a link to the Wynne name that Paws was following up, he had handed it to her when he had passed over the backing for the laws they were working on. As they wanted leniency with the Werewolves, Harry had already compiled the facts surrounding werewolves and numerous facts that could act as proof to why his laws should be put through. The first one was the dissolving of the WPP followed by the lifting of the werewolf registry, the next one he was considering was possibly bringing forth a tax rebate to those who willingly employed a werewolf as an incentive for others to do so. Though, and he would have to talk to Moony and Greyback on this, he was hoping to have all English werewolves accept their inner wolf so the moon didn't forcefully take them and make them mindless.

That alone should have his laws put through, and he had passed everything to Paws so she, Badger, Bleach and Venom could word them and write them to make them appeal to the masses; he knew he lacked the finesse to do so. Harry cast a tempus and blinked when he saw it was well in to lunch, he would be able to drop by the great hall to get a feeling on Dumbledore. The Great Hall, as always on weekend, was loud, and he couldn't help but notice that Dumbledore looked rather pleased with himself as he sat at the head table speaking with McGonagall. It made Harry more than anxious to look at the law later, he wondered exactly what Dumbledore would have put in there. With the old man, and those writing it for him, it could be anything. This one could truly be anything, he had been looking through the old laws and legislations for his research so, by now, he was able to spot the flaws and the openings in which he could exploit. But that wasn't all Harry had been looking in to in regards to the ministry, he had also been digging in to the ministry classifications, the sections within the laws that split a magical creature from a magical race and a pureblood from a half blood.

Harry had found these were crucial in creating new laws, on one of his many timeturner relives he had spoken to Paws about working through redefining many crucial points within the ministry. They had plans to scrap the term 'Muggleborn' completely, they were going to call them First generation witches and wizards, and if they passed the laws they were intending then there would be no need to link them to muggles at all. The creature and 'being' definitions needed to be updated too, currently, because of some arrogant pureblood back in 1811, muggleborn magicals were not legally classified as being witches and wizards they were classified as beings only and that really needed to be changed. Currently, Harry had added another relive to his schedule so he could personally draft out definitions himself, he knew the others would help if he told them, but he knew they didn't need more stress on them so he thought it best if he do the first and second drafts and just told them he was doing research.

He was planning on handing them to Tom and Lucius to go through once he was done with them, he could give them his research and the defining points for what he was basing his definitions on. Harry knew that today alone he would be reliving three times at least, he would do a relive after this to continue his magical experiments, he was trying to adapt the ministry's ability to track underage magic to something that could trace the first sign of accidental magic. His thoughts were if they could find the muggleborns at the first sign of magic it would help them bring them in to the wizarding world as soon as possible, he knew Tom planned on cutting out muggle influence completely and Harry believed if they could find the magical children then they would be going a step in the right direction. Of course, it was a lot harder than it seemed, and he may have taken a trip in to the ministry to find out information on the devices they used, but it was needed. He was thinking that before they took the magical child they should test the parents, that way they may discover squibs that had been cast out generations ago.

A squib, while lacking the ability to cast active magic, could still use, make and create potions and Runes, and had they could work with docile plant for Herbology, and they had every right to be in the magical world. If, by any chance, one of the parents was a Squib then they would have the option to follow their child in to the magical world and become active members of society. Squibs had the chance to do many things within the magical world so they deserved a choice too, well, that's what Harry thought anyway. It would also stop many of the children becoming orphans suddenly. Yes he had already had outlining plans for orphanages, ones he, Paws and Swift had come up with previously, but the less orphans the better really. The second relive would be to continue his research in to the heirs which he would be doing in the Gryffindor rooms with Moony, Swift and Rabastan, meaning he would also be helping out where he could with them.

The wards were being particularly stubborn and they were trying to unravel them to reveal them without alerting Dumbledore, which was turning out to be a lot more difficult than they thought. Harry intended to catch a few hours' sleep before reliving the day and continuing his research in to magical history and cultured of races and creatures, he wanted to finish his re-write of a werewolf. Now he had actually been around them, as little as it was during the sanctuary, he had a better idea of how he could finish it, and he had every intention of running it past Moony, Greyback and Ellen first. He intended on going to Tom to meet with the Elite before conducting any of his relives, he had enough of his research completely to show them what he was intending to do, and all the things he was planning on researching already had an outline, it was simply a case of bulking it up with facts and references.

Harry yawned and left the hall, he decided that it couldn't hurt to get all his assignments out of the way in the library until he could go speak to Snape. He did have a few essays to be doing and his spot in the library was empty. Harry tuned everything out and focussed on writing sub-par essays to be handed in, they would be makes at a low E grade, a solid E being the highest and that could be accounted for because of his 'private tutoring' with Professor Drield. Potions and defence would be the only two subjects that would be coming back O's, and he could blame the potions on Draco and there was nothing anyone could say about it, that and his theory on his OWL came back as an O too. Harry magically dried the ink on each sheet of parchment, before rolling them up and placing them in his bag. He knew that Draco should be heading back down to the dungeons by now, he had noticed the blond amongst the shelves when he had entered so he quickened his pace to catch up. Draco was waiting by the stairs leading down to the dungeons and Harry flashed him a grin,

"What do you plan on saying to Sev?"

"I'm going to ask him if he's up to making a lot of extra potions, I'll meeting with the Elite later so I will explain better then."

"Do you think he'll get on board?"

"I think Tom has already spoken to him." Harry said,

"That will make things easier." Draco led the way down to Snape's office, Harry could sort of see the appeal of Snape living down in the dungeons but he couldn't do it himself. Draco knocked on the door, alerting Harry to the fact they had arrived and he blinked.

"Potter, Draco?" Snape looked at the pair, once they had entered on his call.

"Did Tom talk to you about the potions?" Harry asked him, getting straight to the point, and Snape nodded once,

"He did mention my making potions."

"Wonderful, you can collaborate with Bleach. Ellen needs potions and lots of them, with the amount of wolves now residing there and the conditions they have been left in she's always needing more." Harry said pleased, "You can make doubles or however many you can work on at once, depending on the potion of course and Bleach might join you with his turner." Snape blinked and turned to Draco, the blond smirked and shook his head.

"That was Snake for: There are many potions that need to be kept in constant stock and we are falling behind due to sheer numbers, Ellen has a list of potions she had specially crafted for the wolves and I spend most of my time keeping them up together while Manic and Panic work on the everyday potions. We seriously need another set of hands, I'm already living three days to keep up with everything, and you can work much faster and at a better quality than anyone we know." Draco translated and Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Just how many wolves are you supplying for?"

"Easily 100+," Harry answered and Snape blinked twice.

"Excuse me?"

"You can understand the velocity."

"How many people are making potions?" Snape inquired.

"There are four of us currently, however, myself and the twins are using time turners to double up so there are technically seven." Draco answered and Severus pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Dear Merlin. Potter, you should not be allowed to be left alone to do things and Draco should know better." He sighed and Harry pouted.

"I'll have you know I happen to be very able."

"Did you or did you not fracture your spine recently?"

"That's every bone in your body now?" Draco asked interested.

"Apparently, but it's beside the point." Harry waved then off, "Can you help?"

"I will need to see what potions need to be made."

"Bleach, you're up."

"I have a book of potions that Ellen has made, and you will know how to make the others." Draco told him, "I can bring you a copy, we'll need extra ingredients but Snake supplies those."

"That must cost an incredible amount."

"Eh, I'm never going to spend it. I have like three other fortunes to burn through," Harry shrugged, "They need it more than me."

"Very well, Draco, I shall be in my personal labs. Find me there."

"Ok,"

"Thank you, Professor." Harry said with a nod of his head, "Come on, Bino, I have a meeting to get to." He dodged the hex that was aimed for his head and smirked, "Not to your tastes?"

"Bleach will be fine."

"Got it,"

Snape rolled his eyes as they left. Harry and Draco split at the entrance hall as they entered the great hall, Harry played with his food until he could get away with leaving. He had places to be and meetings to keep, he was surprised when he didn't see Luna when he returned but then she was ever so slightly annoyed with him, despite what she said. He grabbed his bag and filled it with his current research and Dumbledore's law, Harry shadowed to Tom's office, where the man was going over class essays.

"We'll be going to Malfoy Manor for the meeting, while I do believe the castle will keep us from being discovered by Dumbledore, I do not want the risk." Tom told him, without so much as glancing up. Harry assumed that, by now, Tom just knew the feeling of his shadows arriving. Paws had told him that when he used his shadows it could be felt, he didn't know what it felt like but it was a good fact to know.

"That's understandable." Harry said, agreeing with Tom's reasoning, "I've spoken to Snape and he's agreed to make potions so I'm leaving that up to Bleach." Harry told him.

"Very well, do you intend to speak with the Elite about the sanctuary?"

"Yes, it's best that I explain exactly what's going on." Harry decided, "It's much easier."

"That is correct. There will be a few things that need to be spoken about also, the reports of the Order, and, by extension, the ministry's movements on are coming in quicker than first thought." Tom said, putting down his quill and flexing his fingers.

"Well, I need to go over a few things with you and Lucius especially." Harry said, "It's just an outline for now, but I thought if you both had a rough idea on what I have been doing then you could add your input and we can collaborate when and where we need."

"Is this to do with your research on history and culture?"

"Kinda," Harry flashed a sheepish grin, "I may have omitted some of the things I was doing." Tom rolled his eyes,

"Of course you did," He sighed, "So you've been living extra days to do this?"

"I only do like three relives to get everything done, and that includes extra sleep." Harry waved him off, "Besides, my friends don't need the stress."

"I am not even going to bother to argue." Tom decided. He went to speak again but both Tom and Harry froze as the wards signalled the arrival of someone.

"Dumbledore," Tom hissed and Harry cursed, he couldn't use his shadows just in case Dumbledore picked up on the magic and there was no-where to hide. He looked towards the desk and Tom shot him a look,

"Not a chance in hell," Tom stated, and then cursed when there was a knock at the door.

"Where am I supposed to go?"

"I don't know, think of something." Tom snapped and Harry threw his hands up in exasperation. His attention snapped to the window and he smirked, just as the door was opening Harry bolted to the window and launched himself out as the headmaster stepped in. Tom felt his heart stop. They were Merlin knows how many feet above the ground and Harry, the crazy fool, just threw himself out of the window. He saw a large, black bird swoop down and breathed in relief; he was going to kill him when he got hold the teen, but right now he had other things to deal with.

"Good afternoon Headmaster, how can I help you?"

"Ah, Martom, it's good to see you." Dumbledore greeted, inviting himself to a seat, "I am sorry for the surprise visit, however, I need to know if there has been anything different with young Harry recently." Tom blinked at the question, otherwise he gave no indication that it startled him.

"No, he's been responding well to everything I throw at him. We had some trouble with silent casting, but I instructed him in a rather different method and he was really receptive to it." Tom explained to the headmaster, and Dumbledore looked relieved.

"Wonderful. I was beginning to wonder if the full schedule was getting to him."

"No, it doesn't yet appear so."

"Good, good," Dumbledore nodded and Tom caught sight of the anger bubbling underneath the relieved demeanour and he suspected Harry's twins were right when they mentioned something had happened within the Order.

"Is there anything else, headmaster?"

"No, that was all. I worry about the boy." Dumbledore said and Tom barely bit back his scoff of derision.

"I can imagine."

Dumbledore nodded and left, Tom shook his head and took a deep breath; he had a teen to kill.

Albus Dumbledore left his professor's office and went directly to his own, he had scheduled the emergency Order meeting to be directly after dinner and he knew they would not start without him. It was necessary to meet immediately, and he had to check in from an impartial party on the Potter boy's behaviour as it regarded the upcoming meeting. When he got to his office, he wasted no time in flooing to the kitchen of Grimauld Place, and was pleased to see his followers waiting eagerly for his presence among them.

"Good evening," Dumbledore greeted, his grandfatherly mask fully in place. "We have a few things to cover this evening, but first, we have something that cannot wait."

"What is it, headmaster?" Diggle asked and Dumbledore but on a grave expression.

"It seems that we have lost all communication with Remus. He has been running envoys with the werewolves and we have not heard from him, or been left signs in a number of weeks." Dumbledore explained, using the cover he had created for most of the Order. He thought it was pointless them all knowing Remus was being kept controlled in the house so he didn't run off with the Potter boy in some misplaced attempted at protection. Of course, it also wouldn't help that, on the chance Remus did run off it would mean he would have broken through the numerous spells Dumbledore had placed on him and that would be disastrous. And that is exactly what it was. Tonks had reported that Remus was missing, she had gone in to check on him as the dratted house elf refused to answer her and found the room empty.

For one thing, the werewolf shouldn't have been able to get out, the second thing was there was only one thing the wolf would be interested in and that would be Potter. With Lupin loose it meant the spells had loosened or broken and that could have serious repercussions, he would have to keep an even closer eye on Potter to make sure he had no contact with the werewolf, he might even spin it so it looked like Lupin had been captured by the dark forces so the boy wouldn't believe any words the wolf said to him. This was a serious upset to his plans, he didn't factor in the wolf escaping and now it would take his attentions away from where they needed to be. Dumbledore pulled himself out of his thoughts and watches as most of the Order looked disappointed at the news while others looked indifferent, it was the reaction he expected and he was very happy that a major fuss was not created.

"I shall be looking in to his disappearance, but for now we have to work under the assumption that he has been captured or killed." Dumbledore said and they nodded.

"Headmaster, while we are on the topic of wolves," Moody spoke up, "It seems that they are disappearing as we speak."

"Yes, the WPP has brought in many reports stating all of their watch bases are now empty." Kingsley agreed,

"And there was this big thing in office yesterday because thirteen WPP officers turned up dead and the others injured. It seems they were looking for a pack and ran in to some opposition, but the ones that survived said the same things: Masked and powerful, but not death eaters." Tonks added.

"This is strange, the darkness seems to be spreading and we will have to up our effort to purge our world of it so we are safe." Dumbledore mused.

"We can be more active now." Moody growled, pleased.

"Yes, the Wizengamot passed our recent law and we are now a legal defensive group. I believe Scrimgeor shall be approaching you, Kingsley, to act as a liaison between us and the aurors." Dumbledore said to him. "It should help us get even more sensitive information to help defeat the dark."

"I will wait for him to act, Albus."

"Very well." Dumbledore nodded, "That should be all unless anyone else has things they wish to discuss?" when no one spoke up they were dismissed and Dumbledore waited until there was a smaller group present, those who were fully inducted to his plans.

"We'll have to watch the boy, Albus." Molly said instantly, as soon as the privacy spells were in place. "With the wolf on the loose he could get in contact."

"I know, I plan on calling him to my office and explaining that we believe Lupin has been captured."

"That should stop him believing anything he is sent." Tonks said and Dumbledore nodded.

"Yes. I will need to watch him."

"My Ginny should be up soon. Madam Pomfrey has finally finished healing her completely, and there have been no more complications, so she can be the eyes within the school." Molly stated and Dumbledore nodded.

"That will allow me to focus on other things. How goes the purge?"

"A few of the darker bases I have picked up over the years have been eliminated." Moody told him gruffly, "Plus, I have put targets on a few minor darker houses; the Danhills, the Howards, the Dennis' to name some."

"Good, this will show that they cannot hide."

"I think I may have found some information on some dark creatures, they are not wolf or vampire but I am not sure what they are just yet." Tonks spoke up, "I am looking in to it and tracking them."

"Keep a very close eye on them, anything related to the dark is dangerous."

"I will, headmaster."

"Is there anything else?" when they shook their heads he called an end to the meeting, they said their goodbyes and Dumbledore returned to the school. He would have to wait and see, but he knew, in the end, everything would work out. He was, after all, Albus Dumbledore. Soon to be hailed the greatest wizard ever.

Harry looked up from his book when he felt his portrait open, Tom walked, well more like stalked given his current mood, in and glared at Harry.

"What in Merlin's name were you thinking jumping out the window like that?" He demanded, but Harry was not listening to that. His attention had been caught when he saw what Tom was wearing when he walked in. The man had lost his usual form fitting robes and was dressed in black trousers, which were a very nice fit if Harry were to share his opinion, a tight, long sleeve button up shirt with the top two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. Harry swallowed hard. Tom raised his eyebrow at Harry's silence before he noticed the green eyes rapidly going dark, he smirked and slowly walk forward.

"See something you like?" Tom asked lightly,

"Very much so," Harry answered huskily, "But I think I can make an improvement." He went over to Tom and vanished the man's shirt with a flick of his wrist, he seized Tom in a heated kiss as he ran a hand down the man's chest and abs. Harry's hand was getting progressively lower until he brushed against Tom's growing erection gaining a low moan, which increased when Harry applied pressure. He felt Tom playing with the lip of his jeans and before anything else could happen someone cleared their throat. They both span to see a flushed Luna, Paws, Badger, Venom, Swift and Bleach, and the twins were behind them grinning at Harry,

"Can I help you?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow,

"Um we have an important update." Paws answered and Harry noticed their eyes drifting, he looked to his left and saw Tom was, unashamedly, stood their shirtless with his arms crossed. Harry's eyes narrowed at his friends, he released a sharp whistle and snapped his fingers,

"Hey, eyes up yeah? Or on me." He snapped and they flushed, "Tom, put your shirt on."

"You vanished it," Tom said amused, repeating the excuse Harry had given him before. Harry shot him a deadpanned look and flicked his wrist to re-dress the man, Tom smirked at him and straightened his shirt correctly.

"What is it? I have to meet with the Elite and I'm already behind on my work because of Dumbledore."

"Then you are going to love this." Fred said, as his friends came in and made themselves at home.

"Dumbledore has just had a meeting with the Order and he's got a few things planned." George picked up and Harry blinked,

"That was quick." Harry said, looking at Tom with a raised eyebrow.

"He was asking about you, he seemed worried."

"That would make sense, they have found out Moony is no longer in his cage." George said and Harry groaned.

"Damn, that means Dumbledore is going to be watching me like a hawk."

"Yes, and Ginny is going to back in play very soon."

"Wonderful." Harry sighed, "Anything else that I need to know instantly?"

"Yes, well, not you specifically." Fred said, indicating the Dark Lord stood behind him. "I don't know if they are yours, but the Danhills, the Howards and the Dennis' are being tracked and targeted by Moody."

"They will be alerted,"

"Oh, and Snake. Expect to be called up to Dumbledore's office, he is going to tell you Moony has been captured to make sure you won't believe anything if you were to receive it." George warned him and Harry scowled but nodded.

"Thanks guys," Harry ran a hand through his hair, "Badger, take this and go shopping to anything you want to put in the greenhouses, hell, buy more greenhouses if it's needed." Harry handed him the Peverell card and the teen grinned.

"Thanks, things are wearing thin."

"Run wild."

"I will."

"Are you going to be able to put any input in to the laws?" Harry asked him and Badger nodded.

"Yes, I have spoken to Paws and I am running polishing with Bleach, so anything you send to Paws with be buffed and shined through us." He said cheerfully and Harry chucked.

"Thanks. Paws, I've already given you my heir lead, so that's out the way. Swift, if you ask Raven, she knows there my latest theory is on the wards, it's not much but I've been busy. Those on law, once you've got everything polished pass them back and I'll file them for Tom and Lucius." Harry said,

"Snake, do remember to sleep. Don't think we don't know you are living at least three times." Raven warned him, "I will dose you otherwise."

"Got it."

"I've given Severus the list so he is updated." Bleach told him, and Harry nodded.

"Ok, this is great. Is there anything else before I leave?"

"No, we'll be continuing with our work and we're just going to stay here."

"Ok, I'll see you whenever." Harry said and he and the Dark Lord vanished in to the shadows.

"Do you think he will actually start looking after himself once Dumbledore is out of the castle?" Swift asked.

"He had better." Raven grumbled. "He won't have an excuse."

"It's Harry. That in itself is an excuse." Paws muttered.

Harry landed in the entrance hall of Malfoy Manor and followed Tom to one of the many sitting rooms within the grand building, he threw himself down and ruffled through his bag as Tom called his Elite.

"You know, it's fast approaching December. You'll have to start pushing if you want Dumbledore out." Tom noted and Harry sighed.

"I know. I did not expect for things to be this intense." Harry shook his head, "The thing is, I can't really push my timeturner use anymore, I am already aging myself faster and I do not want to rupture my core."

"No, I understand your caution. Especially given your approaching majority." Tom mused, "Is there anything you can pass on to draw back?"

"Not really, I mean, Paws is teaching, researching heirs and working on the laws. Swift is unravelling the wards, studying wards and magic and teaching. Badger is planting, harvesting and looking after the greenhouses, teaching, keeping an ear out for any gossip and information through school and grandmother and working laws. Bleach is doubling up making potions just to keep the sanctuary stocked, teaching, or at least assisting, and working on laws. The twins have eyes on the Order at all times, they are in and out of the ministry, they get things we are not supposed to have, double up with Bleach to make potions and run their shop.

"Moony is running the sanctuary, teaching, spreading the word for the sanctuary, researching heirs and translating. Luna is collecting all information and finding blackmail that would could need, healing with at the sanctuary, babysitting cubs, and bouncing between the others. And Venom is teaching, taking out the members of the WPP, listening to the whispers that usually go unnoticed, translating anything that comes in Italian or some version of ancient languages from Italy and bouncing around everyone else." Harry then groaned, Tom blinked a few times.

"I see," He shook his head and Harry sighed.

"I'll just have to deal with it." He leaned back in his chair just as the Elite walked in. Tom waved his wand and the seating formed a semi-circle around himself and Harry, the Elite took their seats and looked at their Lord.

"As you know, there has been movement amongst the werewolves and it has been causing a stir. It was briefly mentioned the last time we met, but the one responsible was not in attendance, due to the fact he believes in trying to kill himself." Tom began and Harry threw him a look.

"I did not try to kill myself. I was merely outnumbered." Harry told him primly.

"Indeed," Tom returned, his tone telling exactly what he thought, "Your sanctuary."

"As you would have noticed, there have been werewolves disappearing all around the country after the announcement of the WPP. This is because I have opened a werewolf sanctuary, which is hidden from the world and can only be accessed by those who are werewolves and those I have personally keyed in to the wards." Harry explained,

"What are you doing in this 'sanctuary'? What is it even for?" Nott asked, the sneer barely hidden in his words. Harry's left eye twitched but otherwise he gave no reaction.

"The sanctuary is a safety place for the wolves to reside without facing persecution, and I am funding it. I have others helping run it." Harry answered calmly.

"What exactly are you funding? They will be found eventually." Nott stated and Harry twitched.

"I highly doubt it. The ward is impenetrable, and on the off chance that it is found then the area is highly defended. As for what's being funded, there are easily over a hundred wolves living at the Sanctuary being kept in clothes, food and drink, and medical care." Harry said.

"You pay for it all?" Rodolphus asked, surprised.

"Yes," Harry nodded, "Now, a problem we have found is the amount of potions needed. I have already spoken with Snape and he had agreed to give an extra pair of hands for potions, Badger is working on getting more plants and ingredients for the potions and I know Bleach will be stocking up too."

"I have been handed a list of potions that need to be made in mass." Severus confirmed, "Though the numbers are large, I can have three or four cauldrons of the same potion at once."

"Good, there are going to be more wolves coming in and Moonrise believes there may be wolves from other countries seeking refuge." Harry said,

"You do realise that there is a possibility you'll be overwhelmed by sheer numbers. There cannot be many places that can house that many people." Rodolphus pointed out, and Harry smirked.

"I can safely say that it will take many years for this place to run out of space." Harry told him surely, "It's rather large." Tom rolled his eyes at the understatement.

"What else happens at this sanctuary?" Dolohov asked,

"Well, mainly mine are teaching the cubs. We are trying to integrate them back in to a relatively normal lifestyle, things like familiarising them with living indoors, eating at a table and learning magic, or magical topics if they do not have the ability to actively cast." Harry told them, "I believe there are group classes as well as one to one apprenticeships which are currently in place."

"Impressive,"

"I personally visited the sanctuary and it, according to the wolves and those running it, a resounding success." Harry said proudly, and he studiously ignored Nott's sneer.

"As Lucius and Izar would have mentioned, Dumbledore successfully passed his latest law." Tom spoke, sensing that the conversation of the sanctuary was over.

"Yes, it passed by majority and seemed to be highly popular." Lucius agreed.

"Badger did say that there had been functions to gain support." Harry said, "Though, I expect that there those who were less than impressed. Hadrian, for example?"

"You are correct, Hadrian is not pleased." Lucius admitted.

"That should be amusing." Harry muttered.

"In regards to the law, it has been collected to allow us to exploit it for our own interpretation."

"Manic and Panic snatched it as soon as possible." Harry agreed, pulling it from his bag. "I haven't been able to look at it myself."

The Magical Protection Act 1996:

"The magical protection act," Bellatrix read, her voice lined with derision, "Dumbledore believes he is protecting magic. The man is insane." Harry barely stopped himself from snorting, coming from Bellatrix Lestrange, calling anyone insane was damn right hypocritical. Though, Harry looked her over and did note she didn't look half as insane as she was the last time he saw her. The counter curse seemed to have been a success, Harry hadn't actually spoken to Tom about it but he assumed because the man was no longer practically twitching in agitation.

"Yes, but Dumbledore believes he is the only one who can rule over and protect the magical world." Harry said, "He's a narcissist, with a major superiority complex and an ego to match. The problem with Dumbledore is that he can act, he can act and manipulate the people around him because he has bred them to look at him in a certain way."

"What do you mean, 'bred' them?" Nott snapped and Harry rolled his eyes.

"It's simple if you think about it. Dumbledore has been teaching in that school for at least seventy years, and he has been headmaster for at least forty years. That means there are several generations of people that have looked upon and have been taught to believe in the image Dumbledore presents, that means there are four generations of people within our ministry, our world, that believe Dumbledore is the next Merlin." Harry explained, "Dumbledore chose the best place to put himself to be."

"That explains him never taking the minister spot." Dolohov mused.

"Anyway, back to the law." Harry said.

The Chief Warlock, by and with the advice and consent of the Wizengamot, England, enacts as follows:

Any individual found to be part of an independent or subordinate vigilante action shall not be in breach of the law if they are acting within the protection of magic.

The act of protecting magic falls when-

The individual or subordinate captures or fights against those harming magic,

The action of harming of magic falls within subsection (2)

The individual or subordinate uses their resources to aid those that fall within subsection (3)

The action of harming magic falls when it-

Involves serious harm against those within subsection (3)

Involves serious damage to property belonging to those within subsection (3)

Endangers a life of any within subsection (3), other than that of the person committing the action, or

Creates a serious risk to the upholding of the Statue of Security.

Those fall within this subsection if they-

Are a witch or wizard residing within WUK

Are a magical being (See MoM Classification 1811)

"Wow, Dumbledore really did screw up." Harry laughed, looking at the law with a smirk on his face.

"I don't know, this is not as bad as I thought. There are very few things that can be twisted."

"Are you serious? This is practically laid out for us to manipulate, we can use it to make the Death Eaters legal and there is nothing they can do about it." Harry said enthusiastically. He looked up and met blank looks, he blinked. "You really don't see it?"

"The way the current ministry is, we fall within multiple clauses within Sub (2)." Lucius pointed out, and Harry shook his head.

"That's completely beside the point." Harry insisted. "Here," Harry pulled out multiple thick folders from his bag and laid them out on the coffee table. He knelt on the floor next to the table as he organised everything, he quickly filled the table with sheets of parchment that were filled with different colour notes.

"What in Merlin's name is all this." Lucius questioned, his eyes flicking all over the sheets.

"This is just something I have been working on." Harry said, "I have been tearing in to the ministry classifications that have been defining our world for the past century and they are completely riddled with faults, most of which can be exploited for ourselves. What I have been doing is reclassifying creatures, races, beasts, beings and blood status for future reference. To do that, I have been cross referencing magical history and other cultures to build a reliable and definitive classification, that is not prejudice and that is actually accurate." Harry looked up and saw he was being given looks that clearly said they thought he was insane. "Um yes?"

"What do you mean, reclassifying?" Rabastan questioned, and Harry smiled slightly.

"Take the ministry classification of a 'magical being' from 1811." Harry said, picking up, "The ministry states that 'any creature that has sufficient intelligence to understand the laws of the magical community and to bear part of the responsibility in shaping those laws.' Is a magical being. However, this was written by a pureblood supremacist who added a clause that stated those of muggleborn birth were not witches or wizards but only magical beings. This, for us currently, is very beneficial, because werewolves are also beings, vampires are also beings, all the dark creatures that we have been working to get better laws and regulations for are beings. The Death Eaters are, in core, fighting to protect magical beings, and using their resources to protect them, I.E. the Death Eaters are a vigilante action acting within the protection of magic."

"Very impressive, Snake." Tom drawled and Harry flashed him a smirk.

"What can I say, it's a talent."

"Dumbledore won't even realise his mistake."

"I know, and it's because he's allowed the old laws and classifications stew. If he would have fixed the details on muggleborn status then we probably would have had a problem." Harry stated, "And before you argue, I am already working on something that will enable muggleborn to integrate and flourish in our society without the muggle influence."

"What other things have you been working on?" Lucius asked, after looking at his Lord for permission.

"Well, on the relative same note, I have been looking in to current laws also. I know I've got mine looking at them too, however, I've been looking in to things that will gain public favour and make them more receptive to the new laws." Harry explained, "The laws have been this way for so long that suggesting that werewolves be allowed to live like normal people would cause an uproar, because they have been taught to believe that wolves are nothing but rabid creatures that have no control. However, if we can prove them otherwise then their arguments become invalid."

"But to do that it would be extremely difficult." Rodolphus pointed out and Harry shook his head.

"Not if you're willing to look." Harry responded, "Take the vampire laws and classifications I am working on, they are part of the living dead beings section and are also classified as a dark creature due to the fact they need blood to survive. Fear and disgust have been bred through a number of things, rogue vampires creating stories of blood feasts, childes breaking in to blood lust and not being in control and those who hold a grudge against vampires fear mongering. This has made is so Vampires now seem like these vicious, uncontrolled menaces that are only after blood. Thus, the laws restricting vampires from even entering main districts like Diagon, banning them from marrying and reproducing and other such stupid things." Harry looked around to make sure they were all following what he was saying before continuing, "Now, if you actually look in to the history of the vampire, their origins, the legends and their actual culture and lifestyles, it's not hard to illustrate that they are nothing like they are portrayed to be. Vampires don't even need to kill their donors, just drink their fill, and if they had access to a regular blood supply from willing donors…" Harry trailed off as he looked as his research, his mind running through multiple ideas that had just appeared. Tom looked at Harry and noticed the glazed look in his eye and stopped his Elite from calling on the teen.

"Just wait for it, he does this." He told them. Harry tilted his head mentally poked his connection with Paws,

Yes? She asked,

How do the muggles go about donating and storing the donated blood? Harry questioned and he felt her mental blink in confusion.

Um, you give around a pint of blood every three to four months, and the hospitals freeze the blood to keep it fresh. She answered slowly.

There is no adverse affected from it leaving the body before it is used, it doesn't lose any qualities?

No, it's perfectly fine.

Ok, thanks.

Why?

Tell you later. Harry cut the connection and his idea settled in his mind, he blinked a few times coming back to the present and smirked.

"I knew I was a genius." He stated, shaking his head as if he was surprised with his brain power. "I, without a doubt, was put on this earth to be above the mere mortals that I am forced to survive with. Seriously, my mere conception was blessed by the Lady magic herself. For I am MAN." Harry finished his declaration grandly, his hands raised in a placating gesture and his eyes closed in relish. The Elite were stunned in to absolute silence, and Tom had a hand over his mouth as if to keep his amusement internal.

"Have you had an idea, Snake?" He managed to ask, and Harry nodded slowly.

"The things I come up with, I am just beyond." He replied seriously, and Rabastan cracked up. He had been getting used to the Potter Lord since he had been working on the wards and he found the teen to be great, this wasn't the first time he had heard a grand declaration but this was definitely the best one to date.

"Oh good Merlin," He gasped, "Do you even hear yourself." Harry grinned,

"I have just come up with the answer to the problems that will be raised when it comes to the Vampire laws." He told them.

"Go on," Tom said, as it seemed no one else had regained the ability to speak yet,

"The obvious counter argument that is going to be raised when it is pointed out that Vampires don't need to drain their donors is going to be the forced bite and the trauma that surrounds the incident."

"That much is obvious." Nott stated, looking at him in disdain, and Harry threw him a look of loathing before turning back to his work.

"It was one of the things that made our attempts back within the first war fall through." Lucius added and Harry smirked.

"Yes, but my thought process is never conventional," He pointed out, and he turned to Tom, "Blood banks." The Elite look at him in confusion, but the Dark Lord's eyes lit up and he smirked.

"That is truly a fantastic idea, we have the means to store it with Runes and spells, as well as keep it fresh and warm." Tom said and Harry nodded.

"That, and we have an entire wing in Azkaban that is filled with soulless people that can be drained and put to good use." Harry pointed out and Tom shook his head with a wry smirk.

"Can you make it happen?" He questioned and Harry tilted his head, he summoned a quill and some fresh parchment from his bag and began scribbling ideas down.

"I'll need a centre to take in donations, contracts drawn up that can be signed by those working, donating and receiving blood. I'll need to work out how many donations per week that will be needed, and I'll need to work out a system to regulate and control donations. Blood tests will need to be taken, and maybe there could be a program for people so sell blood if they have a certain type that is sought after, something could be set up for the vampires to buy it or at least make donations to the upkeep of the blood they will be drinking." Harry muttered to himself, and then he underlined something. "Probably going to need an incentive to get people donating, blood is powerful after all, but if there was a law in place then it might help. I'll need to research it, and I'll need to create the clauses that make it fair and practically." Harry waved his hand to pack all of his things away when Tom tugged at his hair.

"You haven't finished yet." Tom said amused, and Harry pouted.

"Fine, I'll do extra time."

"Now, Lucius and Izar, your input for the new ministry laws will be crucial. Start compiling plans and laws that we will want to have put through and I will cross reference it with Harry and his research and drafts." Tom told them, "You have direct access to the older laws, especially you, Lucius."

"As you wish, my Lord."

"We've had intelligence given to us that Moody is tracking the Danhills, the Howards and the Dennis'," Tom told them, "Bella, Rodolphus, I'll need your eyes out to watch him. Get rid of Moody if you can, but do not engage in a full duel, stealth is high priority."

"Yes, my Lord."

"Dolohov, keep monitoring all the dark creatures we know about and make sure they are not being tracked. If they are report back to me instantly and alert them in a sign of goodwill."

"I will, my Lord."

"Severus, continue with your monitoring the old fool, and working on the potions."

"Very well, my Lord."

"And Rabastan, I want you to continue to put all of your time in to those wards."

"I can do that, my Lord,"

"Good," Tom nodded in dismissal and the Elite bowed and began to drift out.

"Oh, Malfoy." Harry called,

"Yes?"

"I apologise in advance for all renovations, changes and ideas Cissa comes up with within the next month." Harry told him with a smirk, and Lucius shuddered.

"Noted,"

Harry laughed to himself as the blond Lord walked out with the rest of the Elite, Tom chuckled and Harry flashed him a grin.

"Cissa did say she liked my ballroom."

"Come, you have things to do." Tom said and Harry nodded.

"I know, I also have things to make up for." Harry agreed with a pointed look. Tom ensnared Harry at the waist and pulled him close, he claimed Harry's lips in a heated kiss.

"I have to agree,"

Harry laughed and they vanished in to the shadows, not noticing the mercury eyes watching them as they went.

So, there we have it. An insight to Dumbledore, a bit on Harry's group, and a deeper insight to exactly what Harry is doing when he says 'research'. Lemme know what you think, please,

Jess*