Stay strong everyone.

The Dream

Moriarty was not going to let anyone have the wine that contained the prophecy and he wouldn't drink it either.

"It is best to ignore prophecies, they have a nasty self fulfilling nature," he said when Dumbledore suggested that someone had to know.

"It is bad enough that Mr D knows the prophecy, he will surely intervene. If I watched it could have my mentality changed. Also I have to say that knowing the end already isn't any fun."

Lily privately told Harry that she agreed.

"I hate them, Harry," she said, "They destroy lives."

"But we cannot ignore the truth," said Harry.

"Prophecies aren't the truth," said Lily, "They are what might become the truth. They are not warnings, Harry. They cannot be prevented."

"If they can't be prevented why shouldn't we know?"

"Harry, do you think every single truth can be tolerated?"

"I'd rather know," said Harry softly.

"Oh really!?" laughed Lily hysterically, "Well, I don't,"

Harry looked away. His mother was crying.

"The truth, Harry, has destroyed me. I have to live with the facts that I should have known much earlier before making my horrible mistakes, or should have been told at all."

"It's not your fault, Mom," said Harry.

"But it is. I was so full of myself," said Lily, "I made a mistake and put you through so much horror. Just imagine if I had married Sirius for you. Imagine being married for years not knowing..."

She began to sob loudly and Harry hugged her. Honestly there was nothing you could say to Lily to make her any better.

"Harry, there are certain things that cannot be forgiven," whispered Lily, "But… will you… will you forgive me?"

"I do," said Harry. He meant it, and he didn't. He couldn't blame Lily and Sirius for what Orion hadn't told them. He could blame them for hiding the truth from him.

So Harry hoped that one day he could forgive his mother and take his revenge from Orion Black.

***RW***

All of Ronald's captors were gathered in one room. It was a truly odd mixture. Horace Slughorn was sitting between Lord Voldemort and Gellert Grindelwald. Henry Mercury was standing in a corner as Morningstar or should we say Lilith spoke.

"Ronald has agreed to hear us out. I will show all of you some of my memories of how my journey began, and why we are doing this. I do my best to translate the conversations to English, of course." said Lilith.

She waved her hand with the Uzzá's orb in her hand and chanted a few words of an ancient and incomprehensible language.

Like before the world took a different shape in front of their eyes.

*H*P*

Harry was very tired so he decided to get some sleep. He had exhausted himself by taking many different forms just an hour ago. He walked to his room where Ginny was asleep. He kissed her forehead and laid down on his bed. His eyes were barely open for a few seconds and he too fell asleep. He saw himself dancing with Hermione and Ginny in turns in a large room. He was having fun until the room began to fade away and Hermione in front of him grew old into a woman wearing black clothing. Her eyes were gold and she had the darkest he had ever felt.

She was not alone. Harry spotted a man on the corner of the room with a muggle suit. He looked incredibly muggle. On the other side sat three men. Harry recognised them immediately; Lord Voldemort, Horace Slughorn and Gellert Grindelwald.

What was happening to him?

"Ronald has agreed to hear us out. I will show all of you some of my memories of how my journey began, and why we are doing this. I do my best to translate the conversations to English, of course." said the woman. Harry looked behind and saw Ron's anxious face.

"Ron!" he cried but nothing happened. No one could see him. Harry felt happiness fill his heart. His friend was alive.

The older Hermione who was most likely Morningstar waved her hand with a tiny orb in her hand and chanted a few words Harry failed to understand. To Harry's surprise the room was replaced by a large hall. It was filled with odd and unknown tools and the walls were covered with unknown signs and symbols.

Suddenly a middle aged man burst into the hall. He was wearing a white dress similar to a toga and his hair and beard were untrimmed.

"Those bullish Ikhuts!" he bellowed as he rushed to his seat and began scribing something on a black sheet of glass. Amazingly it was not scratched but Harry could see various symbols appear on it. The symbols were hastily drawn but they would be magically corrected in a matter of seconds.

"They think there are other ways. The humans will never be free If things are left to the masters.."

"Yehova!" they heard a woman call.

"What!" snapped the man behind his desk.

"Here you are."

A woman entered the hall and walked to him. Harry was amazed to see it was Morningstar in her most recent form only slightly older.

"What do you want, Lilith?" said the man.

"I want my companion. I want my love. I've come to share my bed." said the woman.

Suddenly everything froze.

"You're translation isn't good enough madam." said the muggle man.

"Dear Mercury, That's the best I could do. And that is the gist of what I said." said the real Morningstar.

"Not today, love. I just had an argument with the son of Kronos!" said Yehova.

"I like you when you are angry," said Lilith passionately.

"What an aggressive woman you are! Well, I love aggressive women." said Yehova with a warm smile.

"So how is it going on?"

"Ah, I've done most of the required calculations. Now, I need to find the right medium between genes. Then I will be able to give them concise mental abilities now and grow viable soldiers. The primitive layers will remain and an additional layer will be added. I've tested it on monkeys. It has given them very good memory, but good memory is not what we are looking for."

"So this free will, how will you implement it?"

"I'm using our genes. Our race is the only race that has free will as we define it, then again it was common among species of our planet. Here I've tried implementing that in felines and wolves. It has made wonders. You should see Aleph-2255. It's really friendly."

"I don't think the Consol will like it." said Lilith carefully.

"I'd like to see them challenge me."

"I don't want you to end up like Prometheus." said Lilith desperately.

"I assure you, I won't."

The scene changed. The hall was the same, but the equipment inside was different. Lilith and Yehova were working on a corpse.

"Why would it die so fast?" said Yehova.

"I think he's had a problem in his heart. I've worked on them for centuries! Why can't I fix it." responded Lilith "This heart is not sufficient. At best it can live up to sixty years, or a hundred if we're lucky."

"It doesn't matter. They are not supposed to live for a hundred years anyway. All we want them is to be able to understand freedom. We're not trying to recreate Magi."

"But giving them limited life is so cruel!" said Lilith sadly.

"Don't worry, our genes will create a medium for their existence. They will be sent to our kingdom once they die." said Yehova.

"As what? Mere spirits?" said Lilith.

"As Rukh, of course, a thing that passes on. Just like us, they will have it. I'm giving them more than just wisdom and knowledge, I'm offering them essence."

"I think we should make them immortal."

"No." said Yehova firmly. "They are not like us. They can coexist in an immortal form only after living on Earth as mortals."

The scene changed once more.

This time they were all in a large area that had rows and rows of stone seats.

"This must have been the court." said Mr Mercury. "I only heard about it from my father."

"You'll see your grandfather here," said the real Morningstar.

The court was soon filled by many people. Harry noticed that they all had something odd about them. It was like a vibe they would give. Some of them didn't even look like humans. There was a man with large robes and the head of a dog. He stood up and coughed and then barked rather loudly.

"Bring in the defendant." he said hoarsely.

Two guards accompanied a man inside. It was Yehova, wearing a long red dress like a Chinese emperor.

"Yehova!" yelled almost every individual in the room asynchronously and repeatedly, as if his name was a curse.

"Yehova! The mad scientist! You have committed a great sin." said a dark figure on top of a large podium. His skin was as dark as coal and his eyes were vibrant red.

"Honorable Kronos." said Yehova calmly. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"To breaking the law!" screeched a woman next to Kronos. She was all blue and when Harry noticed that she had four hands he was about to throw up all he had in his stomach.

"May I ask what law is Kali referring to?"

"You have made an abomination!" said Kronos.

"I've made thousands, in fact. And I thought that's what we Magi call creation. You all do it after all. I simply perfected mine." said Yehova.

"You have made a pseudo-magus. Isn't that a great transgression of yours toward us all?" said a man next to Kronos. He had the head of a bird and Harry wondered how he had talked.

"Thoth, my friend, I thought you of all people would understand me. Well, it can't be helped. Even your wisdom has its limits." said Yehova airily.

Thoth looked at Yehova sadly and made a sound similar to a phoenix. The crowd seemed upset and sad.

"You shall be thrown into Tartarus, for endangering our world, for betraying the laws of Elohim and the world of Magi. You have endangered all by giving mankind free will." road Kronos and then pointed to the guards, "Take him out."

The guards took Yehova and guided him to the center of the hall. People began to spit and curse him.

All the way Yehova was giggling madly. He was about to pass by Harry when he bellowed. "DO YOU HONESTLY THINK that you can send me to Tartarus?"

The crowd became silent as Yehova gazed at them with his mad eyes.

"Let's see if you can?" he spat. "Come forth, Leviathan!"

"No," Harry heard a woman shout. It was Lilith amongst the crowd.

Then the court was struck by an immense force. The ceiling which was made of glass was shattered into a billion pieces and it rained on them.

"Let there be nothing but horror for my enemy!" cried Yehova, and suddenly a beast appeared in the sky. Harry could not describe it. It was massive, much larger than Basilisk had been and it looked like a dragon, only it wasn't one. It's scales were made of metal and when it moved there was the sound of cringing metal. The creature shrieked and panic broke out.

"Rhea, go get Zeus. I'll collect the others." said Kronos. Then he bowed forward for a second and stood up straight. His stomach was torn open and there Harry saw a hungry mouth.

The air was sucked away and all the children there were eaten by Kronos.

Yehova raised his hand and a flash of lightning hit Kronos. "Thou shalt not spit them out!"

The monster attacked and ate a few Magi.

"You cannot run away!" cried Thoth.

"I don't have to. I've made your natural enemies, Thoth. Soon mankind will be free of your oppression!"

For one tiny moment Harry thought that Yehova was looking at him before he and all the other things around him disappeared. And a new memory was played.

"Yehova wants to use you in a war against Magi." said Lilith to a man and woman, "Go! Take your children and stay away."

"But we owe him!" said the man. "He sacrificed a lot to free us."

"Adam, Lilith is right. I don't think he wants what is best for us." said the woman.

"He thinks he does, but he's just condemning your race to misery." said Lilith. "You must never go to the realm of Magi to fight Yahweh's fight."

"Why would our Lord do that?" said the woman.

"Because he doesn't see you as equals. He had amassed a lot of knowledge and power. He is unbeatable. Kronos is no longer able to fight him. Adam, stop idolising him."

"But he gave us free will." said the man who was Adam. "Tell her, Eve!"

"No. I don't know. He gave us this awareness, but we know nothing. All we know is what he taught us." said Eve, "And we die so easily."

"What are you trying to do, Lilith?" said a man behind Harry. He turned around to see who it was and unsurprisingly it was Yehova. "Abel, come to me."

One of the two little children who were hidden behind Adam and Eve jumped up and ran to Yehova

"I'm sorry," said Voldemort all of the sudden. "But don't we get to see them eat the Forbidden fruit?"

"Oh, no." said the Morningstar. "I don't think there was ever any fruit involved."

"I'm ready to give you eternal life, but that will only make you immortal and not your children." said Yehova.

"Then how?" said Adam desperately.

"You cannot have immortality. You must die first to achieve it."

"Then kill us." said Eve.

"I'm sorry, I cannot do that." said Yehova sadly. "This is now your world."

"Yehova, you will condemn all their children to misery. Give them all immortality. Only you are able to do that." said Lilith. "Come on! You can build that invincible monster, but you can't grant your best creation immortality?"

"I can, but I won't. Not as something they could inherit. They will earn it, however, if they are worthy enough to be blessed or cursed. Some will earn it by chance even, but none will inherit it and if they do, then they are not man but Magi."

"I will bless your children with the knowledge they need now." said Yehova. "The Magi are going back to their lands for they have lost the battle already when I liberated you. I have given you knowledge, so go and fight them with your kind and win."

The scene changed once more and it wasn't very stable this time. They were flying in the sky and on land Harry could see a battlefield. Magic was vibrating around them and fire was roaring not very far away from them.

"This was the battle known as Judgement Day." said Morningstar. Harry noticed that they were in the beast that Yehova had summoned. The memory of Yehova and Lilith had positioned themselves in the head of the monster.

Voldemort and Slughorn looked amazed, while Grindelwald was giggling madly. Ron was frozen and deep in thoughts.

"The Titans lost. The children of Kronos, who followed Yehova won." said Morningstar as she pointed at a dark figure who was fighting several men and women.

"What are those?" said Slughorn pointing at huge metallic birds flying around. Harry realised that they were not birds, but men and women with wings.

"Yehova's invention. He called them Malakh." replied Morningstar.

"Angels?!" exclaimed Slughorn.

"Of course."

"But they are machines!" said Slughorn. "Very much like the machine muggles wish to make."

"I think my old friend Thomas Hobbs would be happy to discuss that with you. You see, technology has already won once against magic. We won this war not with magic but with technology."

Morningstar's focus changed.

"I can see you little, Magi." she said with a terrifyingly cold voice. Suddenly Harry was off the Leviathan and falling down.

"Noooooo" he cried and closed his eyes.

"Harry, Harry!"

He opened eyes to find Moriarty and Hermione staring at him worriedly. Moriarty looked into his eyes and saw images of Harry's dream.

"Oh, my!" said Moriarty. "Harry, I think you should tell us what you saw in your vision. Wait until I get the others."

Moriarty went out of the room to bring Dumbledore, Sirius, Lupin, Lucinda, Filch and Lily Potter. To Harry's surprise one other individual entered as well.

"Please sit, Severus," said Moriarty as he warded the door thoroughly.

Moriarty used his book like a pensive to collect Harry's vision, and asked everyone to touch the book. By the end of the vision even Moriarty was surprised.

"Wow, Harry," said Moriarty. "You showed me things I had not seen before. These are pieces of history!"

That was unexpected. Harry for once had known more than Moriarty.

Dumbledore and Filch looked at each other worriedly.

"So, Morningstar is God's wife?" said Lily Potter.

"Oh, yes. That is true. Hadn't I mentioned it?" said Moriarty, "Do you remember asking me if Morningstar was Satan? Well, in a way she is. The snake in the Bible represents Lilith and as you saw she tried to stop humans from fighting Magi."

"I don't get it. Yehova and Lilith worked together to banish Magi, why would she…" Lupin trailed off.

"Unfortunately we didn't get to see the rest of the show. But from what I know she is looking for a unified society where we and Magi live in harmony. She wants to fix what Yahweh did. She wants to bring them back in order to repent for her sins against her kind and I suppose our kind."

Moriarty stood up, "It's time you saw all that happened. How Lilith and I began this unholy crusade between Magi and man."

Moriarty put his hand on his pensive and called for others to do the same.

***JM***

"Cain. Come here." said a man. Moriarty looked at the man in a sad manner as a little boy ran to him. Harry realised the man was Adam, only a bit older and rough looking.

"Father, have you come to take me home?"

"I have not." said the man clad in green ropes. Harry wondered what kind of clothing that was. The boy had nothing but a piece of animal skin covering his genitals.

"I've told you before. There is a prophecy. You will murder your brother if you are near him."

"But I miss you all." cried the young boy.

"You'll be fine here with Lilith." said the man.

"Where are you little man?"

Harry tried not to flinch. It was Lilith. Only this time she was a slender ebony woman.

"I'm here mother," said the boy.

The man behind seemed alarmed.

"Lady of the Serpent!" he kneeled.

"I hate this title, Adam." said the woman amiably. "They call me this for controlling Leviathan in war, but I would have had no control over it without Yahweh's permission."

"My lady, our kind is indebted to you. You and your husband freed us."

"Adam, where is your friendliness? We were friends."

"Man and God cannot be friends." said Adam, "For one is far more powerful than the other."

"Yahweh and tried to free you from that kind of thinking, Adam." said Lilith.

Adam smiled, "I know. That's what makes you so respectable. Seeing how my kind treat each other …"

"Your kind will learn and they will eventually be the best they can be."

"I'm hungry, Mother." said the young boy.

"Will you join us for midday food, Adam?"

"Yahweh is waiting. I have to go."

Lilith looked at him deeply. There was sadness in her expression that was making Harry disturbed.

"Adam, you must not forget your children. Ruling the world was not meant to be for one man." she said.

"Don't worry. The world will be a safer place when I win."

The man disappeared and so did the scene in front of them.

"That child was me," said Moriarty. Everyone gasped.

"My father was Adam. The first king who ever ruled on people. As you just saw he was too eager to make the world a better place. In his path he murdered thousands."

They saw fields covered with blood and lakes filled with corpses.

"My father made his kingdom, and when I came of age he tried to kill me in order to secure the throne for my brother Abel. He was called the Shepherd of the Lost and I was called the Hunter of the Wicked…"

Lily Potter nodded involuntarily.

"Long story short, we were set against each other. Our magical abilities were tested and finally Yahweh decided that Abel was stronger so he had to rule…"

"... and you killed your brother for that?" asked Lily.

"Didn't I say forget all about the Bible?! No, I killed him because he murdered all other human races to create unity."

They saw massive mountains of corpses on blood stained fields and large vultures in the sky.

"After his attempt to massacre everyone, I had to stop him. I killed him and his generals with a magical meteor. My father despised me for it, but Yahweh said whoever killed me would be punished severely, so I escaped. I built my city that later became known as Enoch."

Everyone was surprised by how large Enoch was. There was a large golden pyramid in the middle of the city.

"That is the pyramid of the sun. It was built by Lat, Uzza and Menat; Daughters of Yahweh and Lilith. They were always kind to me, and this was their gift to my city; free electric power for my people and children. I later built two more."

"Hold on. Was Enoch where Egypt is today?" asked Lucinda.

"My dear Lucinda, of course it was," said Moriarty with an amused smile. "The city doesn't exist anymore, but the pyramids are still there."

"So they are not tombs of kings?" she asked.

"You mean Pharos. No, they weren't intended for that."

Moriarty showed how the world began to change and how humans kept ravaging and destroying each other.

"Lilith began to think that Yahweh had been wrong. Mankind was destroying Earth as Magi had done before. They enslaved each other and masters were even more cruel this time. I'm not sure if she wants to bring Magi back or send us wherever they are, but I know whatever she does it won't end well for our kind."

"So this is all for our survival." said Sirius after a long pause.

"Yes, but I don't want you to sacrifice yourselves for it. Lilith wants Harry and Hermione so if we can somehow keep them safe I don't think Lilith will be able to execute her plan. She's obviously worked a lot to bring Harry and Hermione into our world as human born Magi."

"So they are Magi?!" said Sirius. "You told me Dionysus could be wrong."

"I've reconsidered. Harry had a prophetic dream and Lilith called him little Magi. I think we have to consider that Harry may be a Magus. I'd already suspected that Hermione may be a Magus considering that she can share her life force and magic like some of them. Now Harry's case may be the result of an anomaly in his body, caused by his confrontation with Lord Voldemort, if you know what I mean."

Dumbledore nodded. Harry wondered if they were talking about the piece of Voldemort that had latched onto Harry.

"Stiltskin and Rattenfanger are working on it."

"Okay, I have to ask," said Lily, "Are they related to Rumpelstiltskin and the guy with the flute who kidnapped the children of a town?" asked Lilly

"Yes, they are the same guys."

"You must be joking."

"No, I'm not."

"I'm taking Harry somewhere you guys can't find him." she said hysterically.

"No, that won't work. Morningstar will find you no matter what. And those stories about Rattenfanger and Stiltskin are half truths."

"One of them made a magical contact to get a baby from her mother!"

"Not just one! A few thousands. Stiltskin is a Magi older than most other Magi who live on Earth and he has always raised students whom he gets from their parents for doing them a favour. However, if they do not wish to let go of their child, he will present them with a way out."

"They have to guess his name!" said Lily.

"Well, not his real name, it's usually the name he has at the time. No one knows his real name. Not even Yahweh knows of it. Anyways, he will get his name to them and let them win. He takes those children that their parents do not value. As for Rattenfanger, he did kidnap the children but he gave them lives much better than what they could have had in that village. Some of those children are still with him."

"Is he a Magus?" asked Dumbledore.

"No, he's one of the children Stiltskin managed to save from a war. He was being sent to be killed as a soldier and Stiltskin saw him. He was originally a Muggle."

"Are you trying to tell them everything?" asked Filch frantically.

"I will answer all their questions honestly. We cannot afford to be cautious." said Moriarty.

"Dumbledore, what's wrong with Harry?" asked Lilly all of the sudden. Dumbledore froze.

"Well…"

"Your son has a parasite," said Moriarty.

"A what?"

"A parasite. It's a soul fragment that keeps him connected to Voldemort and helps Harry experience what he experiences."

Sirius asked if it could be removed and the answer was affirmative. Moriarty explained that they could do it if they had the proper timing and equipment. The preparation for it was almost done and Harry could be separated from the parasite soon.

Lily asked a few more questions and finally agreed to let Harry stay.

"Harry, can we talk?" whispered Hermione in Harry's ear. He nodded and they left the room and others. They found an empty room. Harry sat and waited for Hermione to talk.

"Harry, we cannot get involved with this," said Hermione. "I don't think we can, not because these people are dangerous and too powerful, I want to help but I don't know if we can trust Moriarty."

Harry had to agree. Moriarty had never explained completely what his motives were and Harry had no way of verifying what he said. Jim Moriarty, Niccolo Machiavelli, Iacomus or Cain. Who knew who he really was.

"He hasn't been honest from the beginning. But how could he be? It must have been difficult for him to share his secrets, don't you think?"

Hermione thought about it. She could not comprehend living so long with so many secrets and suddenly spilling them to a bunch of people a hundredth of her age if not less. The thing was that Moriarty had come for them. He had put them in danger or at least had known about it before and not mentioned it to them. From what Hermione had gathered no side was exactly clean or good. And as of yesterday, Harry and Hermione were no longer considered human.

"So you two are here?" said a voice by the door.

It was Unspeakable Stiltskin. He seemed tired.

"I suppose Moriarty has told you everything."

"How do you know?" asked Hermione.

"He was planning to do it. I guess it was time he did. You two seem rather upset."

"We found out that we're not human. You expect us to be happy?" said Hermione.

"Not much has changed for you two. Remember that humans and Magi are almost the same thing. You will always be Harry and Hermione only for a much longer time than others."

Harry snorted, "That's the part we don't like."

"You could grant immortality to your parents. We Magi do it all the time for those who really matter."

Hermione suddenly grabbed her head, "Ah!"

"What happened?" asked Harry.

"That happens when the Magi brain conflicts with the human brain. Which means that she's remembering something as a Magus which her human mentality rejects.

"Ron's alive!" said Hermione.

"Of course, he is! Didn't you see me call him in my memory?"

"Harry you can be so stupid sometimes. Didn't you think why nobody brought it up. How is that possible that I forgot?"

"I didn't want to talk about it. I don't know why." said Harry.

"It's probably Fidelius." said Stiltskin, "Magi can sometimes see through it, and when we do we can always go around it, but some ancient magical rules stop us from revealing the secret to humans. You can tell other Magi, but when it comes to humans you'll either forget to mention it or they won't hear what you say."

"I see."

"So you saw your friend, didn't you?" replied Stiltskin.

"I clearly did."

"You are incapable of telling the secret to humans. Your friends could never see him, so for them, he wasn't there."

"Even to Moriarty?" asked Harry.

"He's human. He perceives the universe as a human. Wizards move objects here and there when they show accidental magic. Magi can do much more, we change the weather, make our appearance change drastically or not change if we want. We can apparently and disapparate even when we are mere children. We are extremely resilient and heal fast. Also killing curse doesn't kill us."

"You knew!" said Harry accusingly.

"I wasn't sure about it. Your case could be an anomaly."

"Hold on. How come can we introduce ourselves to people? You said Magi cannot tell their name to humans." asked Hermione.

"Oh, you have been infected for sure. You are currently recognised as Harry Black and Hermione Riddle, but you self identify as Potter and Granger. You see Magi children nowadays are not well known as well. But we ourselves were famous and known. When Kronos returned to this world a few thousand years ago we were just gods, but we weren't the rulers of the universe like we had been before. Yahweh had already limited us greatly. So Kronos decided to end our miserable existence on Earth by making people forget all about us, which they haven't by the way. But what he did forced many to go back home. Kronos believed that we either had to rule all or abandon all. His curse reaches those who were alive then and now. These days our children live normal lives. They live like humans. Some of them become famous; I have a son who was a successful singer in America. I think he died recently."

"What?" asked Harry.

"Well, he got tired, that's what happens when you hang out too much with that liberal oaf, Dionysus."

"He's a liberal?" asked Hermione.

"It's in his name, my dear. The name literally means liberator. And my poor son lives in jungles like a hippie."

"Who's your son?"

"Elvis Presley, of course."

"That's his real name?" asked Harry.

"Of course, his mother was human so he's not a full Magi, but he'll learn to be strong and magical and maybe one day, he will become strong enough to make himself immortal."

"And you lived with this woman?" asked Hermione.

"God, no. She had a husband."

"Wow, you guys still do that. Good for yeah." said Argus Filch by the door.

"Yes, we do Mr. Slytherin."

"Shut up and call me Filch. I'm your boss, don't forget that."

Both men looked at each other intensely and then burst into laughter.

"Sweet Helga! did you see their faces?" said Filch.

"Hilarious!" said Stiltskin.

"You scared us." complained Hermione.

"It was funny, admit it!" said Filch.

"It seems that we have a problem, Filch." said Stiltskin.

"What is it?"

"Fidelius."

"Gosh, I hate it. Can you allude to it."

"It concerns Ronald Weasley."

"Oh! That's very interesting. Can you be more specific?"

"He's alive."

"I'm sorry, I didn't get that." said Filch with confused eyes.

"See children. That's why I hate Fidelius more than humans do." said Stiltskin irritatedly.

"Can you be more specific?" asked Filch again.

"That is the confounding effect. If we persist he might forget the little fact that I could tell first."

"Never mind, Filch. Why are you here?"

"Moriarty wants to test the de-aging potion that you brought. And he wants to find a teacher instead of Slughorn. Can you fill in?" said Stiltskin. "We will be there in ten minutes. I feel they have some more questions."

Filch left, cursing in a language Harry couldn't recognise.

"Do ask whatever is on your mind, Miss Riddle."

"Why didn't we see through Dumbledore's Fidelius two years ago?" she asked.

"That is exactly why Moriarty thinks you're both human and Morningstar has done something to you two. Which is not improbable. She has had your fathers manipulated and invested in you two. And she's Lilith. She has even more knowledge than Yahweh, even if she's not as smart as him."

"Could Lilith do something?" asked Harry.

"Of course, she could. She had a significant role in the development of the human race. She knows them better than themselves."

"You still think we're Magi?"

"At least that's how I feel. Though that sense has never been strong in me and most Magi can't feel me either. Magi don't die, not in the sense that humans do. We come back. I know that Miss Riddle has returned at least once. I have more certainty about her being a Magus, Mr Potter. Orion Black is considered a half Magi, because of how powerful he is, so maybe, considering that you are his grandson from both sides, you could be the same; just a half Magi. That's what we hope."

"That means that Ib might be the only one who has to remain immortal." said Hermione.

"Well, your lovers cannot enjoy the same immortality you have. Especially since you've clearly inherited Lilith's Almighty power. You can absorb magic. That makes you so hard to defeat."

"Then I have to grant Harry and Ginny immortality?" asked Hermione.

"Many Magi don't do that, but yes you can. However, unlike Miss Weasley, I don't think you will need to immortalise Mr Potter."

"Why?" asked Harry, jerking his head up.

"I don't wish to disturb you?" said Stiltskin kindly.

"Oh, but I am already disturbed!"

Stiltskin thought a bit before answering, "What made me suspect your nature were a few things combined; you are too accustomed to dangerous things. Children are often scared but you inspire unnatural courage in people. What you have done so far should have killed you. Basilisk venom should have turned you into ash instantly. Yet all the monsters seem to get bested. So you have unnatural luck, too. Although these made us suspect you, the last reason is what makes me sure."

He gave Harry a strange look before continuing, "You have an extra soul within your body, and it has failed to possess you. At first I thought this might be due to some weird condition, but two when you came to our department and Voldemort possessed you once more, I became sure. He fled from your body. Something made him uncomfortable, and while it could have been love, I suspect something stronger is behind it. You see, Seth the Magi whose name is synonymous with Satan, used to eat souls."

It was like the temperature dropped by a few degrees. Harry and Hermione shivered.

"A soul is trapped in your body and you're using its powers at will. This is not normal, even for a Magus. I have seen it happen. Seth could devour people's souls just by touching their bodies."

"So you think…"

"You're a soul eater. I know three who could do that to a soul: the Mad Scientist, Lilith and Seth. Your Magi genes may have been inactive before but they were there. Voldemort's soul inside you and I guess Miss Riddle's death activated those genes. Over time those genes will become more powerful and eventually take over human genes, making them dormant."

Harry and Hermione sighed wistfully.

"So Voldemort's soul within me…"

"... it's been drained slowly and gradually. It must feel like being peeled by a very sharp knife."

Harry was now paler than Hermione's white T-shirt.

"Let's go to Jim."

Harry was feeling a bit less awful when they knocked on Moriarty's door. Harry opened the door and was greeted with Moriarty's smile.

"Harry, Hermione, you're here at last. We've got no time for Filch to brew a de-aging potion so I asked Mr Stiltskin to bring us some."

"It's a pleasure to serve, director."

"We've decided that it's best if we de-aged both of you and didn't separate you."

He handed Harry and Hermione two phials.

"Alright, bottoms up, you two," said Moriarty cheerfully.

Harry took the small phial of the horrible smelling potion and scowled when its stench penetrated his nostrils.

"I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it."

"You've got to be kidding me! This has got the worst smell that I have ever smelled."

Harry forced the potion down his throat. It tasted horrible too.

"That's disgusting."

He waited to shrink, but nothing happened.

"And useless as it seems." said Filch, "Now, if there was something wrong with the potion, it wouldn't smell so horrible. Therefore I think there is something wrong with the boy."

Moriarty nodded.

"Ronald Weasley is alive." said Mr Stiltskin all of the sudden.

"I know," said Moriarty.

"What?" said Stiltskin, "I knew it, you're a secret Magus."

"I just told you a couple of days ago, Yahweh rewired my brain two thousand years ago so I could know some things, and he put an additional bonus. I can see through fidelius. Now I'm pretty sure you all will have forgotten that by tomorrow."

"The idea of tinkering with someone's brain could occur to the Mad Scientist and a few other nutcase Magi. I should have expected it." said Filch.

"Could you please stop insulting God?" said Moriarty nervously.

"I'm not sure he deserves that much respect." snapped Stiltskin. "Neither does Zeus by the way."

"You are upset because he didn't help Mr D and Yeshu."

"I was there to keep Lilith at bay. Even though I failed. She is so good with her impersonation. I was fooled till the last moment. The point is that I was there and Zeus wasn't. I was a good uncle."

"If only you had Mr D's sensitivity to Magi." said Filch

"Look. Lilith is a human now." said Stiltskin angrily, "Or at least she feels like a human, because her heart is elsewhere. So if it wasn't for Yaqub," he pointed at Moriarty, "Yeshu would have been sacrificed at the altar and would have been murdered for a second time. He would have turned into dust and the realms of Magi and Earth would become interconnected, so an army of Magi could waltz through and take over the earth once more."

"That's scary." said Harry.

"Moriarty helped him away and sent him home, to my … er... brother."

That was perhaps the weirdest story Hermione had heard and Harry felt more or less the same.

"Let's not talk about it." said Moriarty.

"Agreed," said the other men.

"So what is the solution to our little problem?" asked Filch.

"Well, he has to stay here, or go to school. And I think school is safer." said Stiltskin.

"I have to disagree. The fort might be safer." said Moriarty

Both men seemed equally sure about their positions. Stiltskin sighed and Moriarty nodded.

"We go with operation Smokescreen then?" said Stiltskin, "Then let's go meet him."

"Who are we going to meet?" said Filch.

"Someone who's better than him at hiding young Magi," he meant Stiltskin who looked offended.

"I have my own capabilities," he said.

"Indeed, however, this requires some finesse. We will call you when we want to stop death."

"You're a necromancer?!" said Harry with a horrified expression.

Stiltskin waves his head to indicate no, and Moriarty explained that his only useful power was to give extra life span to people and heal them.

"Trust me his touch heals everything. Speaking of healing, There is one Magus who lives nearby and can heal people like Mr Stiltskin, but he studied under his uncle, who is a master of trickery and disguise, so he should be able to help us." said Moriarty

"Who?" asked Hermione.

"Son of Apollo; Asclepius."

"And where do we find him?" asked Filch.

"Well, these days he goes by as Healer Gregory House."

House is back!