A/N: Thank you for the response this has received! I was worried that i was going to be torched with Flames but luckily that never happened.

Now that the foundation has been laid the next two chapters are going to be the ones where I tie this all together so please bear with me.

It might feel like I'm rushing the next few chapters but believe me when I say that this speed is not how the other stories are going to go.

Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter:

Chapter 2

-7 Years Later-

Harry Potter sat comfortably in his father's shop as he read a book written by a wizard several hundred years ago. This wizard had the written extensively on Ley Lines and their uses in rituals. If you tapped into a Ley Line in the right way you would have access to tremendous power but if you didn't go about it the right way that same power could burn you from the inside out. This same wizard had used a Ley Line for a minor ritual and it had amplified the power output nearly ten times what it was supposed too. It also might have caused the London fire.

The fifteen year old wizard sat and looked at his father who only looked a few years older than himself at this point and shook his head. After returning from Hog Hollow Siodhachan had told him all about what he actually was. At first this had thrilled the eight year old thinking he would become a druid like his dad, that excitement turned to disappointment when he learned that due his having core magic that he would be unable to bond with the earth.

After a few days of moping Siodhachan pointed out that he would never be able to throw around fire and the like which had helped the young boy out. Both decided that they would teach each other and hopefully work out a way for new spells and new druidry to be produced. Soon after this decision Siodhachan decided that they needed to find a new place to live.

They settled in Tempe, AZ where Siodhachan took the Greek name Atticus and opened up an occult bookstore called Third Eye Books. That was to throw off suspicion from the Celtic god of love that was after him. So there were wards around the place and as the years went on Harry added his own wards, he figured if his dads were so good a little bit extra wouldn't hurt.

When they had moved to Tempe they came up with a story that wasn't all that far from the truth. That Harry was an orphan and that Atticus was his legal guardian after a terrible accident. It worked out this way so that the boy wasn't calling him dad when they A) looked nothing alike and B) were too close in age grouping. So at PTA meetings the two acted like distant cousins brought together by tragedy. The ladies ate it up, for both of them. So after seven years they had grown into a comfortable life in Arizona, but as we all know that's when things tend to go south fast.

Today was one of those days. As Atticus was cleaning several cups at the tea station in the store, and Harry was lounging in his usual spot by the back corner reading more about Ley Lines, when the Morrigan decided to fly in as a crow and shift into a naked pale woman. Harry tried to avert his eyes, while he was raised by someone from the iron era he still had modern era modesty issues. This always made the goddess chuckle and it was the only thing that Atticus and her teamed up on.

The gorgeous woman slinked over to Harry's chair, sat on the arm, and whispered breathily in his ear, "Hello there, wizard." This got an immediate reaction out of the teenager, his face got as red as Atticus' hair and he started stammering. The druid couldn't hold it in anymore and busted out laughing, almost falling on the ground at his son's predicament. The Morrigan surprisingly decided to show mercy and don a black loose robe. She then moved to the chair opposite the wizard and rested her hands on the table.

"Wizard, there has been an incident in Britain's wizarding world." she paused showing the boy that it was ok to ask questions, "How is it different to the wizarding world that Ebenezer told me about?" the Morrigan smiled, contrary to popular belief the goddess enjoyed answering questions, albeit the questions had to be intelligent but she had no problem. "This world is hidden and not in plain sight as Wizard McCoy's is. They choose to seclude themselves from the world rather than participate. They also believe themselves to be better than those without the art. But the most important difference is that it would take several of these wizards in power to equal one member of the White Council, much less a senior member."

Harry sat there and looked at the goddess wondering what could have occurred that made her decide to tell them about a different wizarding world. "This has something to do with that Soul-Thread that was attached to Harry when he was a baby?" asked Atticus connecting the dots faster than Harry. Atticus had of course had many run ins with the "Wizarding World" and he did not care for their bigoted and narrow minded thinking. The goddess nodded, "That was the magic you were to inherit, though due to involving Siodhachan and Wizard McCoy you have surpassed this lesser magic and have learned the true way of the art." this made the teenager smile as he thought about all the work he had put into his studies.

"Now this is where the bad news comes in, the monster that created the Soul-Thread created several others. Now i have tracked down and destroyed all but one of them and they used that one to revive the being. As of now he is mortal and due to certain laws I cannot interfere in the remainder of the fight. Wizard you need to go to that wizarding world and defeat the monster it is your chance at revenge, not to mention you might be the only one able to stop him" she looked at him and Harry knew that he would go if not for revenge then to save others from suffering a fate like his. The Morrigan nodded her head having coming to the same conclusions as the boy stood and looked at the druid.

"It will not be today and it will not be tomorrow but in the near future there will be a battle to end this, you need not go there till that time. My advice is to talk with those of the pack, they are always in communication." and with that she turned back into a crow and flew out the door.

The rest of the day was made making a training schedule and calling Atticus' attorney Hal Haulk, who was the second of the Tempe werewolf pack. Hal assured Atticus that as soon as there was movement on the "Dark Lords" part they would inform him. Harry was going over every spell that he knew and planned on improving as well as learning spells and such. He looked at his dad and smiled they knew they would be ready, it was all a matter of power and as the Morrigan had said, Harry was more powerful than three adult wizards of that kind. With a little more training and a few more letters to Hog Hollow Harry was certain of his chances at finishing this thing.

-1 Year Later-

Instead of looking in on Harry and Atticus, who by the way are training their butts off, let us look in on an ancient castle more than a thousand years old. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a place where young wizards and witches come to hone their craft. From Potions and Charms to Transfiguration and Ancient Runes these kids learn all that they have to to survive in the magical world outside of school. And in this castle there are many rooms but one in particular held many portraits of past headmasters and headmistresses and in this room we find an old man pacing around his office.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore was arguably one of the most powerful wizards of his kind, infact he was powerful enough to rival most apprentices on the White Council. Not that he knows that of course. Dumbledore had a problem, he was the one that placed young Harry Potter on the doorstep of his relatives and and placed the beginnings of a blood ward around the house. However none of his monitoring devices came online. Naturally he went to check on the house and found that they had never even seen a baby on their doorstep and that they wouldn't take one in even if there was one.

It was with a heavy heart that Dumbledore told his Deputy, Minerva McGonagall, that he should have listened to her and because of his mistakes they had no idea the whereabouts of the young Potter. He knew the boy wasn't dead which was a relief but he couldn't for the life of him find whee he went. For five years he searched whenever he had the chance. But after the fifth year he knew he wasn't going to find the boy.

It was then his duty to train up the only other boy that the prophecy could be about, Neville Longbottom, Dumbledore knew Voldemort wasn't gone and this boy was going to be their only hope now. So heading straight to the Longbottom family, Dumbledore explained what was going on and expressed his hope of training the boy. The family immediately accepted and thus the training began. It lasted for five years till young Neville's Hogwarts letter came in the mail.

Neville arrived at Hogwarts and made immediate friends with one Ronald Weasley and one Hermione Granger. Together through the years they had some wild adventures. In their first year not only was there an illegal dragon on the grounds but the Philosophers Stone was hidden in the castle and the shade of Voldemort was attempting to steal it. The trio had stopped him and saved the stone. The next year there was an incompetent teacher that thought he was God's gift to the world and then the Chamber of Secrets was opened unleashing a thousand year old basilisk on the school. It was caused by an old book that belonged to a teenaged Voldemort but the funny thing was as Neville was fighting the serpent with naught but a sword, a large crow came into the chamber and destroyed the book.

The next year was pretty quiet all things considered, an escaped convict from an inescapable prison was on the loose looking for Harry Potter, obviously he wasn't successful and was eventually caught, funnily enough when he was caught there was a person being held captive by him that the entire country believed to be dead. Sirius Black was then given a trial and was cleared of all charges he then spent the last three years trying to track down his missing Godson. Neville's fourth year was well and truly terrible. Not only did he get turned down by Hermione when he asked her out but he had been entered in the Tri-Wizard tournament. In this tournament he had to face dragons, mermaids, and a sphinx needless to say that Neville did not have a good time.

To top that year off Voldemort somehow found his way back to the land of the living and thus began Neville's training all the more. In his fifth year Neville and the rest of the school was plagued by the most inept teacher to date, Professor Umbridge was bound and determined to bring ministry law to Hogwarts the year ended in a duel between Neville and Voldemort and it left Neville feeling very inadequate. The next year Dumbledore decided to teach Neville about Horcruxes and the fact that Voldemort had made several. Though for some strange reason every time he discovered one a crow would show up and destroy it for him. Which leads us to this moment where we find Dumbledore trying to figure out ways to stop Voldemort that didn't involve Harry Potter.

So far Neville had been an outstanding replacement but the old man couldn't help but feel like there was a massive event on the horizon and he wasn't sure if he would survive it.

-1 Year Later-

Harry walked across the stage and accepted his High School Diploma, he had studied hard and skipped a grade to do it but here he was graduating at seventeen and starting college in the fall. Harry was accepted to the University of Chicago where he was going to study Sociology after all if he was going to live several hundred years he might as well figure out how the world works, he was going to miss his dad but he was excited to go off on his own.

That evening it had just been Harry and Atticus sitting at home while Harry was petting their Irish Wolfhound named Oberon, they hadn't told Oberon that Harry was leaving in a few months and they thought about waiting till the week before to tell him. They were all watching one of their favorite movies, Star Wars and if you ever asked which one all three men would just reply with yes. They were watching episode four and were just getting to the part where Han Solo blasts Vader away from Luke's X-Wing when Atticus' cell phone rang they all groaned as they had to pause the movie. That all changed when Atticus answered the phone, it was Hal and the first words out of his mouth were "It's time"

From there it was all a blur Atticus was making arrangements so that the store was covered and calling the nice old widow down the street to watch Oberon, after that it was gathering all of our equipment and then traveling to the nearest point to shift they had one stop to make before heading to Britain.

They arrived at Hog Hollow at about ten at night and waited outside the wards just like they did all those years ago when they heard the gruff and familiar voice of old McCoy, "Billy, Tadpole what in Sam Hell are y'all doin out here in the dead of night?" he asked as he held his staff in both hands.

Harry stepped forward and replied "Ebenezer, we are about to walk into a war in Britain's "magical world" and we need to know if i will be put to death by killing with magic." there was a heavy silence that followed.

"Well Tadpole they are usually very strict on the matter, however this is one case where we stay out of it. They do not know of our existence and we would prefer to keep it that way. While we may be more powerful they outnumber us by a lot. So in this interest we let those wizards handle those wizards and if they break the laws...well we aren't going to start a war over it. And until I introduce you to the Council you are still technically considered one of them seeing as that is where you would have ended up in the first place." the old man smiled at his student but lost it quick. "A life is a heavy burden kid you sure you can bear it?" the question was a little more than a whisper but in the Missouri spring air they heard it loud and clear.

"No, I'm not sure I can bear it but I know I won't be bearing it alone. I have my dad who has been there pretty much since the beginning and i have my teacher who taught me the wonders of the art, and i have the art itself and even if all those things can't help me hold up after this then maybe it'll be knowing that not only is my parents murderer dead but that he can't hurt anyone else again." The old man smiled widely at this and knew that nothing was going to hold this boy back. This led him to having thoughts of his other student and how the two might get along one day. "Well then God Speed my boy, be sure to come see me again when it's all over" they nodded and said their goodbyes before shifting to a tree that was just outside the wards of Hogwarts.

The students were in a panic, the ministry had fallen two days ago and they knew that Hogwarts was the next target. A few of the Slytherins tried to gloat and say that they knew who they would target during the battle. This resulted in Professors snapping wands and confining those students to their common rooms. The teachers then took the younger students and had them placed in the most protected position in the school surrounded by sixth and seventh years who wanted to fight.

It was during all this that Dumbledore felt a light knocking on the wards by the front gate. He and his phoenix Fawkes quickly traveled down to the gate and saw something quite unordinary. Two men were standing at the gate both in black leather jackets, jeans and boots. One had a sword strapped to his back the other radiated magical power. The older of the pair had red hair and a goatee while the younger had wild dark hair and green eyes. Dumbledore smiled, it had been over sixteen years but he knew who this person was right off the batt. "Welcome to Hogwarts Mr. Potter, and if I may be frank it's about damn time." this was followed with a grandfatherly smile.

Harry chuckled as he looked at what he thought Merlin would have looked like, "I'm sorry sir but I'm afraid we are crashing the party that is headed this way." This made Dumbledore lose his smile fast. It was one thing to have a hunch it was another for two warriors, for make no mistake that is what the two standing before him were, told you that your worst fears were realized. "Do you happen to know how far out they are?" he asked hoping for some more time, those hopes were dashed as Atticus shook his head "They are maybe half a day away they should be here by noon tomorrow" at this the old man nodded that gave him roughly ten hours to formulate a plan.

Harry looked around and saw that even at night the grounds were a sight to see, even though he now knew they taught inferior magics here he wouldn't mind spending some time here. Harry was actually looking for a place to use some his more devastating spells when he came across the shore of lake and saw a large rocky outcropping. That would be perfect for his spell work. He looked at his dad and nodded at him then turned to the Headmaster, "Professor Dumbledore, I am going to be taking position by the lake ready to let loose some of my more powerful spells I suggest that you keep your men back as I don't want to hurt them." with that he hefted his backpack over to those rocks to ready some rituals. Dumbledore left him to it, if he knew what he was doing then who was the old man to tell him what to do.

The sun was beginning to rise as Harry finished the ritual to activate it all he would have to say is a word and the ritual would use the power of the Ley Line convergence on the grounds, meaning that there were four Ley Lines intersecting the most other than in Cairo, and channel that power through him and he would use it to lay waste to those forces. Harry had heard from his dad that there were roughly three hundred kids under the age of fourteen inside and they were all frightened. He had to save them.

It was at this time that he noticed he was being watched, when he turned he saw three students watching him. There were two guys and a girl, when he saw the girl he couldn't look away. She had bushy brown hair and chocolate brown intelligent eyes. She even had the most courage as she walked right up to him, "Hello there I'm Hermione Granger and you are?" she said giving Harry a questioning look. Harry smiled and held out his hand, "Harry Potter pleasure to meet you Miss Granger." This got reactions that Harry didn't understand, all three dropped their jaws and acted like they had seen a ghost. It was at this moment that the red haired boy decided to open his mouth, "Blimey everyone thought you were dead." this caused Hermione it whip her head around and start berating the boy, or as the girl called him Ronald for his lack of tack. It was then the second male's attention as he stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Neville Longbottom, pleasure to meet you Harry." Harry returned the gesture and the sentiment before realizing, "This place is going to be a war zone in six hours what are you three doing wandering the grounds?" They all gave him a look, it was Hermione that answered, "It was obviously to see what this strange person is doing on the lakeshore that no one has seen before." she made herself look intimidating which oddly reminded him of the Morrigan...which reminded him about one of the last times she visited this caused Harry to blush a deep red.

"That is a good reason for being on the grounds however it will have to be a surprise this is too important to be spreading around." the trio took this as Harry being arrogant and started to get angry and this confused Harry further.

And that's when it happened, the wards were falling and they were falling fast. Harry immediately had his wand and focus rings ready. Focus rings are three rings one on the thumb, middle finger and pinkie, they allow energy to be dispersed from the body in a more controlled way. This allowed Harry to use his magic reserves in such a way that he can send out his more devastating spells with one hand while taking precision shots with his other.

There was a large group of kids from ages eleven to seventeen running from the building, the larger ones were in the middle carrying a large stone while the smaller ones were firing off curses at anyone who got close. Harry knew instantly what happened these students had taken the wardstone, the thing which tied all of the wards and protections to the building, and they were doing it because they were allied to the dark. Now Harry had scruples about sending spells at children. So he stayed his hand and readied for the battle.

Turning to the trio and saw a look that he probably mirrored, fear, he was afraid of this but he knew this had to be done. "Go tell Dumbledore the timeline just jumped up to now and someone fins Atticus and tell him to see if the Elemental could slow them down he will know what it means in the meantime keep everyone off the grounds until the fireworks stop," when the three just gave him blank looks he snapped a bit, "WELL GO ON!" he roared, that made them jump into action.

Harry watched as the group of students carried the stone the rest of the way into the forest,once they passed the tree line the last remaining wards fell like a house of cards. It was then that the shadowy figures came crawling out, the sun had started to rise so he had no fear of vampires or a few demons. What he didn't expect was a group of wizards wearing cloaks and white masks walking out in a wedge formation with their wands pointed forward as if expecting the defenders to run into their path. Harry was in prime position on the shore and they didn't even seem to notice him there as they passed, he figured the masked blocked some peripheral vision. Sticking his left hand out he focused his will and shouted "VESUS" a large shockwave of force left Harry's hand and flung the the wedge of encroaching dark wizards, throwing them hard on the hard ground of Scotland. None wanted to get up after being blindsided like that.

It was as if it were a signal for the dark army to coming pouring out of the forest. Some three hundred were running toward the school. Harry knew he could dwindle the numbers, he was strong but not strong enough to wipe them up. He decided to use his focus rings again keeping his arm raised and pointing at the impending army, focusing his will and shouting, "IGNUS" and a large ball of fire shot from his hand and caused panic, confusion and many burns a few even dropped to the ground. He had the armies attention now.

It was at this point the earth began to roll, Harry knew that his dad was standing barefoot on the ground, keeping everyone back and also communing with the elemental. His dad was a showoff and multitasker. A few more fire spells and some pot shots from the windows of the school and the remaining forces turned tail and run.

It is important to note that there were some four hundred witches and wizards in the castle though only roughly fifty of them were fully trained wizards. It seemed that this was an important fact because as the minions were running away it was time for the big boys to come out and play. The dark witches and wizards came walking out of the forest with shields up and with a very cavalier attitude, like they were taking a walk in the park. Harry tried using several spells from his wand and broke a few shields but these were people that had experience over him and quickly cast another one.

These seventy five witches and wizards walked right to the point where Harry was and started shooting green spells at him. Harry dived behind the rocks and gave his dad the signal for the others to come out. With the signal given Harry stood behind cover and started shooting jets of ice, hoping to freeze a couple of them, this was working as the adults of the castle joined in the duel. Both sides were taking loses people were dropping on both sides and not getting back up, Harry was starting to panic. This was his first battle situation and he felt he wasn't handling it well. But he kept firing spells hoping to stop the casualties. The sides were too evenly matched when a dark cloud streaked to the rear of the dark forces and a humanoid being that wasn't there before stood there.

He had glowing red eyes, pale skin, and...no nose. Harry couldn't believe this, the most feared wizard in Britain didn't have a nose. He couldn't help it Harry started laughing and Atticus wasn't to far behind him on that. Pretty soon the fighting had stopped and all of them were giving the two Americans odd looks. Even Voldemort was shocked that someone would laugh at him.

Harry Took full advantage of this and stepped out from the rocks his left hand up and with a cry of "PROGUS" a large shield made of yellow light appeared inches from his hand. Just in time to block a black curse that was aimed at him. Harry fired back some of his own spells, after all the art was purely intent base and Harry was just pretty much flinging bursts of magical energy from his wand and knew that if they hit it would hurt. A lot.

It was at this point that Voldemort decided to change tactics and started shooting off the killing curses at the other fighters on the grounds. A few were hit but a majority had the sense to dodge or summon rocks to take the hit, however when the curses started heading in Atticus' direction Harry knew it was time to put him down and in such a way that no other "dark lord" would want to follow in his footsteps. Focusing his will on the ritual from earlier he closed his eyes and with a whispered word of "Ictus" it was like a gunshot went off, there was a loud crack as power flooded through Harry. There was so much power flowing through him he wasn't sure how he would survive this.

From Voldemort's perspective the man in front of him said a spell he had never heard before and then started to glow a faint white. Thinking this was his chance to kill this meddler, the "dark lord" sent a killing curse at the glowing teenager. To his and everyone else's astonishment the spell was just absorbed into the ambient glow. It was then that Harry decided to end it.

Leveling his wand in the direction of Voldemort, Harry unleashed a blast of pure, raw, and deadly magic. Voldemort attempted to raise a shield however the blast ripped right through the shield and upon contact with his body, Voldemort started to disintegrate. The power of raw magic is very dangerous which is why for a wizard it is filtered through spells and foci while for druids Gia filters it as well as their tattoos. To come into contact with what is essentially the power of creation is devastating and to be hit but the power of four converging Ley Lines, well Voldemort was soon nothing but a pile of ash. The remaining dark wizards and witches under Voldemort's command, upon seeing that display of magic immediately surrendered.

Harry seeing all the fighting had stop released his hold on the ritual. Only in his haste to release it Harry bypassed one of the safety features and so now that raw magic was burning him now from the inside. He tried to hold in a scream and he was sure it came out as a sound of some kind because the last thing he saw before he passed out from the pain was a pair of beautiful frightened chocolate eyes.

A/N: This is the longest thing i have ever written. More than my papers in college.

I understand this might feel rushed but please know that I am a few chapters away from Introducing Dresden and then everything will go at an appropriate pace.

If you have any questions please PM me and ask. I am always happy to answer questions...well at least without giving certain plot points away.

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