Title:Angels, Lovers, and Warriors 5?
Author: SeulWolfe/Vasaio/infocalanor
Rating: Mature (M)
Pairing: Snape/Harry,
Contains: angst, drama, romance, wings...
Warnings: spoilers for OOTP... what Half Blood Prince?
Disclaimer:JKR owns Harry and company.
Summary: Harry has come into his inheritance...
A/N: The plot bunny is blamed on infocoeurdemavie. Just don't ask me where it's going... this has been betaed infojadzia7667. I know most fics having Harry's inheritance come at 16 or 17, but I wanted him post Hogwarts...
V:The Calm Before the Storm
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"You won't find the Freak! I told him to be gone before sunrise. He's eighteen now and no longer MY responsibility."
"Vernon! How could you!" Petunia Dursley stood up from the table. In all her furious glory, she had finally had it.
"He's put MY family at risk just being here."
"Well Mr. Vernon Dursley," the great Albus Dumbledore snarled, "You've put your whole family at risk with your stupidity. I explained this to you when I left Harry here. Now the blood protection has fallen. Without Harry here, you've brought death to your home. For your protection against those..." looked away from the large towering man. Sounds of apparation could be heard in and around the house.
A sense of foreboding filtered through the air. The evil seeped around the edges of the light.
Tom Riddle had come.
Voldemort was here.
Harry Potter was gone.
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Albus sprang into action at the sound of spell fire. He heard the sound of a body falling and Minerva cursing.
Dudley Dursley and his cousin had come to an awkward friendship over the last couple of years...summers. Harry made him understand about the wards surrounding the home. As long Harry called this house home, those inside were protected. The men or man who killed his aunt and uncle all those years ago could not come into this house or even near it.
In his father's ignorance and bigotry against all things magical, he had signed the death warrants for himself, his wife and his son.
There were things even his own father didn't know.
He and Harry shared more than blood.
They shared a heritage. He felt the surge of power last night. Even now he could feel his Queen calling. In the same instant, he could hear the cry of war.
They were coming.
Vasaio was coming.
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Albus, Minerva and Severus, along with the Dursleys, were in the backyard surrounded by Death Eaters.
Voldemort hadn't been stupid on this early morning. His minions out numbered those of the Aurors that had arrived and Dumbledore's precious Order that had also charged in to assist.
The sky still rumbled from the loud thunder. Lightning streaked across the dark clouds. Bits of rain came down here and there.
"The traitor, Severus Snape. Whatever shall I do with you? Make an example of you? Torture? Or simply kill you outright?"
Severus looked up from the ground. Feathers were clinging to his robes. For some reason they comforted him in these last moments of his life. Standing up on trembling legs, the snarky man was not going to die laying about. He would die facing his executioner on this day.
A life filled with strife and, some days, excruciating loneliness. Long ago when he was a child, Severus wanted to leave his mark on this world. Did he manage it?
Would he be missed?
"Stop wittering on about it and just kill me already, Riddle!"
Red eyes widened, "So be it. Avada Ked..."
Across the heavens a screech was heard. The thundering of hooves on the ground, growing closer and closer. The unsheathing of swords made a deep clanging noise that stopped Riddle in his tracks.
"She comes," was echoed around the ring of Death Eaters. "Our Queen comes."
"It has begun," Dudley Dursley said as his voice changed, dropping nearly an octave. He changed along with his voice, more rapidly than thought. Where the baby whale had stood was now a taller, more muscular man without an ounce of extra fat. Dark wings began to extend from his back. He was dressed in a dark cloak that was billowing in the sudden wind. There was a sword in his hands, held loosely. His blue eyes, the only thing that remained of the previous Dudley, were glowing with righteous fire.
Petunia Dursley screamed and a thud was heard as a body hit the ground.
"What the hell!" Vernon Dursley yelled in outrage. "Did that FREAK do something to you!"
"My name is Xerxes. I am a Fallen Angel and a Warrior for the Queen Morrigan."
From beside Tom Riddle his right hand man, Lucius Malfoy, had moved to stand in front of Severus Snape. His long blonde hair had somehow rearranged itself into breathtakingly beautiful white wings. He stood regally and proudly in front of the man who had made his life hell. "I am Aeolus."
"What is going on here? I demand to know!" Riddle yelled.
.:TBC:.
A/N: this chapter written to King Arthur's Soundtrack...From Woad to Ruin...