POTTER RESURGENCE

Chapter 15

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Potter Manor

"I managed to use your floo spell to visit Hermione, met a hot girl named Meredith who happens to be her cousin. She taught me how to drive a car, and we went on a date where I got my first kiss. We ran into a bunch of muggle boys who tried to hit on my new girl so we ended up fighting and I was arrested by muggle policemen."

Harry was staring at him in bewilderment.

"Somehow, Neville managed to tell Sirius and he came and picked me up. He was however needed at a meeting with the Prime minister so he dropped me at Grimmauld place so I could take the floo back here." Hardwin was still going on. "While at Grimmauld place, I felt like having a look at Regulus' room where I met Kreacher wrestling with a locket. Turned out Regulus turned on Voldy, stole the locket and told Kreacher to destroy it."

"How exactly did you find that out?" Harry asked, genuinely interested. "Kreacher is not exactly talkative with other people that aren't me."

Kreacher believed that Harry was the epitome of a pureblood heir and if it wasn't for his loyalty to Regulus, he would have asked Sirius to transfer ownership to Harry.

"Well, I may have had him thinking that I was you." Harry raised a sceptical eyebrow. "Hey, I was still on the potion, and despite what Luna says, I did a pretty good impression of you and the little bugger was telling all his problems to the 'greatest wizard alive'."

"So he gave you the locket so you could destroy it for him, seeing that you're one awesome wizard and all that?" Harry asked with a smile and Hardwin nodded.

"Yep." He replied. "So, what about you, how did your lucky three hours go."

"Well..." Harry started carefully. "It was nothing as interesting as yours for sure. You know how it started with Tonks and I going to Pivot Ise..."

Once Harry was finished with his story, Hardwin just gaped at him.

"Wow." He said. "I'm speechless."

"I noticed." Harry drawled sarcastically.

"So, you think you can replicate this seal?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded. "I just need to find a secure place where we'll keep him and set up the seal there. I'll need to adjust a few things of course but I'm sure I can create the perfect seal for him."

"And with him sealed away, it won't matter if all his horcruxes are destroyed or not."

"Exactly." Harry said. "However, we shall be destroying all those that we can and thanks to you, we have the means to find them."

"So how long will it take you to build a locator?"

"I can't say for certain." Harry said as he picked up the locket. "Hopefully, I'll be able to finish it before September 1st."

Harry conjured another box similar to the one that held the Philosopher's Stone. It didn't have the wards yet, but it would be getting them soon enough. Only their occulmecy shields were keeping out the horcrux's whisperings and Harry didn't want it lying around.

"There is something that I don't understand, why did Bill and his friends want to open that thing in the first place?" Hardwin asked. "I get that they were contracted by the goblins to find out what was in it. Why then did they not just tell them what they had found out instead of risking their lives."

"Contracts are funny things, brother, and it's the reason why I like using them when doing people serious favors." Harry replied. "Unless done to the letter, it would not be considered complete and I think their contract said for them to open what they believed was just another heavily guarded tomb and report what they find."

"So finding out what is in the 'tomb' without opening it first doesn't complete the contract?"

"Exactly."

"So then why didn't they all stay with you on the other side of the containment spells rather than risk being sealed up with the demon once the seven minutes were finished." Hardwin paused. "Wait, shouldn't they have been sealed up with the demon?"

"They were sure that they could contain it with in the chamber. Personally I think they were all fools, and arrogant." Harry shrugged. "As for not being sealed with the demon, I have a suspicion but there is no way to prove."

"What?"

Harry was quiet for a moment. "My mind is still struggling to form a clear picture of what happened but I believe that the seal was changed for just a moment before returning to normal when Apep was back."

"Are you saying there was someone else there with you guys?"

"Not just someone." Harry shook his head. "To be able to adjust such a complex seal within seconds, it would require familiarity with it, speed and most importantly power."

"You suspect that the god who sealed the demon was there with you the whole time." Hardwin said in realization and Harry nodded. "Harry, you were in the presence of a god! That has got to change you or affect you somehow!"

"It explains Bill and his fellows not dieing, also explains why the demon didn't just run away to do whatever it wanted for those seven minutes. Somebody else was containing it and keeping them alive at the same time." Harry said. "As for being changed, I don't feel any different and trust me, I've been looking from the moment I came back."

"Bloody hell." Hardwin said after a moment. "Hearing you describe all this makes Voldemort seem so insignificant."

"It doesn't make him any less dangerous." Harry replied. "Tomorrow, I'll start working on reconstructing the seal as well as building a locator. Hopefully by the time he decides to show his face, everything will be ready and all we'll have to do is kill him."

"You make it sound so easy." Hardwin laughed.

"That's because it is." Harry replied. "Both of us are supposed to be his equals, that's got to account for something. Besides, we have managed to beat Sirius in our last two duels which means we keep improving by the day."

"Is that optimism I hear in your voice, Harry?" Hardwin asked with a grin. "Hoping for something to work out without having an elaborate plan for it, now I can definitely say something has changed about you."

"Don't get used to it." Harry laughed. "I have to admit though, being in the presence of that thing showed me that the Dark Lord is not the worst thing out there, he is just another wizard like me and you and I should start treating him as one."

"As another piece for you to use?" Hardwin asked with a smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Harry, you make it a point to use every person you meet in one way or another." Hardwin said. "Come to think of it, it's only Luna that I haven't seen you deliberately use. Other than her, everyone is fair game."

"I don't use you, or mom. Or Neville."

"Maybe not directly but somehow, somewhere I'm sure you do." Hardwin laughed. "Besides, didn't you want me to become Lord Potter? I doubt that had absolutely nothing to do with your plans."

"Well, it's called utilizing of the resources before you."

"Whatever it's called, I'm certainly not complaining if it helps us defeat Voldemort." Hardwin said. "Or make us richer, but I guess we have the Stone for that."

"You know, I haven't used the stone for gold in a long time." Harry said. "I've been trying to avoid depending on it, you never know when something happens and I don't have it anymore."

"So our vaults are no longer... growing?"

"Oh, they're growing alright." Harry said. "I've invested in almost every bussiness in Diagon Alley and every knut that they bring in goes to the Potter Vault. As for the Peverell vault, I've accumulated enough pure gold in it to last me a life time but even then the company is bringing in profits and those go to the Peverell vault."

"Really?"

Harry nodded. "So while I'm not planning on losing the Stone any time soon, we won't be begging on the streets if I no longer have it."

"Well, I didn't expect any less from you." Hardwin said with a smile. "One thing I know about you Harry is that you're always in charge no matter how things look. I don't know how you do it, but somehow you always stay in charge, which is why I've never questioned you even when I thought you were going overboard."

"Hardwin, you're my brother and there is no one I trust in this world more than I trust you." Harry said seriously. "You're supposed to tell me when I'm going overboard, keep me from toppling over the deep end and become the very thing we are fighting."

"I trust you to keep yourself in check because if you turn into something like Voldemort, no one would be hurt more than mom as she would definitely blame herself." He replied. "And no matter how far gone you can ever be, I know you can never do that to her."

"Well, thanks for the vote of confidence." Harry said dryly. "Either way, if you feel like I shouldn't do something, don't hesitate to tell me. Unlike you, I actually do listen if my brother tells me not to do something."

"Oh, sod off, Harry." Hardwin shoved his brother who laughed at him.

"So, what's the deal with Meredith?"

"Well, I'm hoping to give it a try and see what happens, this time without a luck potion." He said. "If it works out, I'm sure you could work something to find a way of telling her about magic without getting arrested for breaching the statue of secrecy."

"You're this serious with a girl you met hours ago, even planning on breaking the law?" Harry teased. "How romantic."

"Well, she is a nice girl." People were constantly ignoring his sarcasm of late. "And she is like seventeen or something."

"Wow, I didn't peg you for someone who preffered the older ones."

"You're one to talk." Hardwin scoffed and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know that we have a psychic bond as twins." Hardwin said. "I know that you have a thing for Tonks."

"Funny you should mention the bond actually." Harry said, not willing to be turned the tables upon. "Because I was pretty certain you had a thing for Hermione. Whatever happened to that?"

"Why don't you just bugger off, Harry."

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The next day, once Harry had finished freshening up from his spar with Hardwin, he changed into a pair of muggle jeans, black T-shirt and boots. On top of that he donned his coat from Tonks and once he was out of the wards, used Bill's watch and port-keyed back to the site.

He found the wizards as he had left them but visibily looking in better health. None of the were awake but neither had any visible injuries. He checked on all of them with a spell he had learned from Pomfrey told one a person's physical status.

All the wizards were in perfect health and had recovered completely. He woke up Bill with reviving charm and the redhead blinked before slowly sitting up.

"Harry?" He asked in confusion, looking around. "Where am I?"

"We are in the chamber you guys fought Apep in." Harry answered. "Your friends are still out of it but I felt we could have a chat before waking them up."

"But...how is this possible?" He asked as he felt his face where it had been torn off and then checking himself for injuries. "I...we died, Harry. That thing tore us into pieces, I should be dead. How am I not dead?"

"You didn't die." Harry said. "When Apep got sealed back, you guys were still breathing and I just got to you in time."

"But how?" Bill asked in confusion. "What kind of magic could possibly heal someone on the verge of death and leave absolutely no trace?"

"Unfortunately, I cannot say. It's a Potter family secret, as the eldest son of a pureblood house, I'm sure you understand." Harry said and Bill reluctantly nodded. "What is important is that you and your friends are alive."

"I know, Harry." Bill said. He stood up and checked on all his friends and once he was finished, he came back and stood in front to Harry. "There is probably nothing I could ever give you that can pay for what you did, Harry. Which is why I must do this."

Bill got to one knee.

"I William Arthur Weasley hereby acknowledge the life debt owed to Harry James Potter for saving my life." He started. "And with Magic as my witness, I swear allegiance to you, and promise to keep your trust, remain faithful and always answer your call when needed."

This was the oath vassals used to give to their Lords in ancient magical Britain and had not been used in years. Once he was finished, he stood up and Harry shook his hand.

"That was not necessary, Bill."

"It was, Harry." Bill said. "Those guys are like a second family to me and as for me, I was sure I was dead. My mother, father and all my siblings, I knew I could never see them again. All my hopes and dreams would never come true. You have given me back all that, Harry."

"Well, I'm a Slytherin and we have a rule that forbids us from looking a gift horse in the mouth." Harry replied. "I acknowledge your allegiance, William Weasley."

There was no flash of light or anything visible to show that something had changed but both wizards could feel the bond between them. And just like that, Harry got himself a second minion.

"What will you tell your friends?" Harry asked and Bill looked at the unconscious wizards. "Or the Goblins?"

"The goblins know not to ask for unnecessary information." Bill said. "As for my team, I'll only tell them what they need to know. They'll certainly know who they owe their lives to, though."

"Alright." Harry frowned as he considered something. "Say, Bill, could you be knowing of a place where I can imprison a shade of a Dark Lord?"

"Is this hypothetical."

"No, Bill." Harry shook his head. "The Dark Lord is still alive and there is no way of killing him completely. This place gave me the idea of sealing him away like they did Apep so we never have to worry about him coming back again."

Bill while a little surprised about the news frowned in thought. "I may know a few places but they're under goblin territory."

"If you can find a place with no chance of someone stumbling on it, just tell me." Harry said. "We can go and check on it and if viable, I will talk to the goblins."

While Bill doubted the goblins were willing to part with something they considered theirs, Harry told him to find the place and leave everything to him. Before leaving, Harry tried to give Bill his pocket watch back but the redhead refused take it saying Harry would need it more than him.

With that business taken care of, Harry used his latest gift to travel back to Potter Manor. Hardwin had gone off to London to visit Hermione. Or rather Meredith and won't be back for hours.

This gave Harry some quiet time at the Manor and he immediately got to work trying to figure out the seal and where it needs modifications to work without divine magic.

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August 25th 1994

Quidditch World Cup

"I was thinking of producing our own equipment." Harry said and George Granger looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Isn't that a bit too much of a leap?"

"Well, we are talking about expanding." Harry leaned back in his chair and sipped on his tea. "From producing our own machines, we can then move onto electronics like phones and computers. I mean that's what you want, right?"

They were in the sitting room of their camping tent. Harry had paid quite a dime for it but it was worth it. Crammed inside was four bedroom apartment complete with sitting room and kitchen. Each bedroom had a bathroom and the tent was very well furnished.

At the camp, living in the tent was Lily in her own bedroom, Harry and Hardwin were sharing one, George and his wife were sharing one and Hermione took the last one. On their right, Sirius had his own tent which he was sharing with Remus and Tonks while on their left was Neville and his parents.

George had expressed interest in seeing a wizard camp and Harry had agreed to bring him along even though they didn't have a ticket. But that could easily be solved with a little bit of gold so he got two more tickets for George and Emma.

Hermione had been ecstatic when she found out and the moment they arrived at the camp, the girl dragged Harry, Hardwin and Neville to come with her to show them around. Tonks offered to chaperone them and Sirius, seeing a chance to escape setting up the tent had joined in.

To tour had been... interesting to say the least as the group passed by and at times greeted a number of wizards and witches who were wearing very embarrassing outfits. Hermione and her mother found them hilarious while George just felt embarrassed on their behalf.

They did receive a good share of funny looks from those who recognized Sirius and the Potter twins but didn't recognize Hermione's parents. Those looks usually disappeared when they were properly introduced as muggles.

Some became neutral and indifferent, others became excited, and some, mostly purebloods immediately found an excuse to leave and glared at their backs, though none did it where Sirius could see them. He was the Head Auror after all and no one wanted to cross him.

The game itself was fun to watch. Harry had found himself cheering alongside Sirius, Hardwin, Neville and George a couple of times and had shouted along with everyone when Krum caught the snitch. Even with the excitement of the game, he didn't miss the looks George and Emma were getting as they walked back to their tent.

So when they came back from the game, while the others went to bed, he decided to stay awake. He set up a couple of proximity wards around the three tents and sat down in the sitting room with a book. An hour later, George came and joined him, apparently having trouble sleeping.

The two first discussed the game and later started thinking of ideas on how to grow the company. Harry wanted Peverell Investments to become the face of England and he was going to achieve it by any means necessary. They had been discussing for an hour and George was looking like he might start dozing any minute.

"You know what, why don't you go and get some sleep." Harry suggested. "We can talk about this tomorrow. You're not leaving Potter Manor untill the 1st right?"

George nodded as he stood up. "Yeah, there is still a lot we need to discuss."

He made to go up the stairs before he paused. "Do you hear that?"

Harry frowned and focused. The celebrations had stopped and instead, there seemed to be panicked screams coming from the grounds. Harry ran to the door of the tent and caught sight of what was happening outside.

"Wake up everyone, we need to leave. Now!" He told George who ran up the stairs immediately without any question.

Harry hadn't changed from his clothes and he waved his hand and summoned his coat from the chair he had been sitting in. He walked forward to the edge of the wards and focused his eyes, unknowingly changing them into Meg's.

By the light of the few fires that were still burning, he could see people running away into the woods, fleeing from a group of wizards in black robes. The group was moving as if in formation and they were headed straight towards them.

Loud jeering, roars of laughter, and drunken yells were drifting from the group; then came a burst of strong green light, which illuminated the scene and Harry could make out exactly what was happening.

The group of wizards dressed like Death Eaters was torturing four other figures and Harry recognized them as the family of muggles who owned the campsite. The muggles were in bad shape, being contorted into different shapes by the wizards as they marched.

More wizards were joining the marching group, laughing and pointing up at the floating bodies. Tents crumpled and fell as the marching crowd swelled. Once or twice Harry saw one of the marchers blast a tent out of his way with his wand. Several caught fire. The screaming grew louder as they came nearer.

"Harry, what's going on?" Lily asked leading the group from Harry's tent towards him.

"Death Eaters." Sirius said as he arrived with Tonks and Remus. He handed Harry an old shoe. "That Port-key will take you and your friends to Grimmauld place. Lead them towards the woods untill you get out of the anti-portkey wards and get them out of here."

Sirius didn't wait or a confirmation. "Moony, Tonks, Lily, Frank and Alice, I'm going to need your help!"

He barked and started sprinting towards the approaching group of Death Eaters. Remus, Tonks and Frank followed while Lily and Alice looked reluctant to leave their precious kids alone.

"Go and help, I'll get them all to safety." Harry assured them and Lily hugged them one last time before she and Alice left. In the distance, they could see one of the muggle kids was spinning around, high in the sky and his head was rolling limply from side to side. "Do you all have your wands?"

All the magicals nodded.

"George, Emma, stay close." Harry said. "And everyone, keep a lookout. They are aware that we have muggles in our group, blast anything that looks suspicious."

And with that, Harry led the group off to the woods. He cast a glance at his newly purchased tent and shook his head. He hadn't had it for more than two days and he was probably going to lose it already.

The group moved quietly but swiftly. There was a stretch of open ground between the tents and the woods and Harry hoped to reach the woods without trouble but he wasn't that lucky. They had travelled like halfway the distance when he felt the proximity wards go off meaning an uninvited guest had crossed them.

Ten seconds later, his tent went up in flames along with Sirius's and the Longbottom's. It was as he had thought. While the main group of Death Eaters were pulling attention on the other muggles, others had come looking for George and Emma. They had even waited for Sirius and the others to join the fight.

"Run!" Harry said and the group started sprinting. However, the light of the burning tents had illuminating their retreating backs and the wizards caught sight of them. They immediately started giving chase, shooting long range spells after them.

Harry pulled to the back of the group and cast shields to block any spells that came near them. About a minute later, they reached the tree lines with their attackers still giving chase. The group didn't stop and continued running, their path occasionally illuminated by spell fire from their attackers.

Trees exploded around them as they were hit by exploding spells but the group didn't stop. Harry passed the Port-key to Neville and concentrated on keeping the others from getting hit. When one wizard came a little too close for Harry's liking, a bolt of lightning hit him and threw him back.

As they continued to flee, Harry could see that George and Emma were getting tired and slower. Hermione at one point stumbled over a root and the group stopped for a second as Hardwin practically carried her and they continued running. The distance between the Death Eaters and them was reducing.

And going by the number of spells Harry was having to block and deflect, their numbers were increasing as well. Emma fell and the group stopped once again, the wizards were almost upon them and Harry slashed his wand in their direction. A sharp wave of wind erupted from the wand and slammed into the Death Eaters.

They weren't expecting Harry to go on the defensive so they weren't ready to do anything. Those at the front were lifted into the air and thrown at the back while the ones next were pushed back into those behind them.

Harry followed the slash with an upward flick of his wand and the ground rumbled slightly before stone spikes shot from it and skewered three wizards who were now at the front. With their advance given pause, Harry turned around and ran after the group.

They hadn't ran for half a minute when they cleared the treeline and Harry felt a tingle run through his spine. "Here, we are out of range. Everyone touch the Port-key!"

He looked around to make sure everyone had a hold before making eye contact with Hardwin. His brother gave him an almost unnoticeable nod. "Everyone hold tight and don't release untill you hit the ground. "

And with that he pushed magic into the Port-key and released it just as it activated. Hermione, her parents and Neville disappeared immediately, leaving the two brothers behind. Without saying a word, they silently waved their wands over their heads and disappeared from sight just as the Death Eaters cleared the treeline.

"Go and find the Weasleys, I'll deal with these." Harry whispered and he didn't need an answer to know that Hardwin had complied. Summoning his dagger, Harry went to work.

There were about seven Death Eaters and they were looking around in confusion. One, probably the leader of the group was scolding the others for letting the 'scum' escape and Harry decided he would go first. When they were not sparing, Harry had been practicing with his dagger and he had gotten a chance to put his skills to the test.

Taking aim, Harry threw the dagger straight at the leader's face and the dagger buried itself to the hilt in the man's forehead. He was dead before he hit the ground. The other Death Eaters looked at their leader in confusion, not comprehending what had happened and that cost them.

The moment he threw the dagger, Harry had been moving already. By the time the leader fell on the ground, he was standing behind another Death Eater. He resummoned his dagger and slit his throat with one clean swipe, then turned to the other and severed his spine.

The two dropped almost at the same time and the remaining four realizing that they were likely to follow the same fate spun on their heels and disappeared with loud cracks. Harry didn't spare the corpses another look as he pulled out his broom, and jumped on it. He idly noted to himself that he would need to replace it with a better one as he dodged the trees.

Near their still-burning tents, Harry found Hardwin with the younger Weasleys and a few Hogwarts students. There was Susan, Luna, Tracey, Blaise and Daphne. The Weasley twins were not there though, only Ron and Ginny. He remembered seeing Astoria with Liz on the grounds but they were nowhere to be seen.

"Harry!" Tracey exclaimed when he landed and she ran over and hugged him. "You're bleeding!"

"No, it's not my blood. Everyone alright?" They all nodded and he turned to Daphne. "Where is your sister?"

"I...I don't know, I lost her in the crowd while we were running." Daphne said with a shiver. "When Potter found us, we were still looking for her."

"Stay here, I'll try to find her." Harry said as he mounted his broom. "Hardwin, stay with them and don't hesitate."

Hardwin nodded and Harry flew away. He used the 'point me' spell to locate her and his wand pointed to another part of the woods. Flying in that direction, Harry noted that the fighting was still going on in the middle of the grounds but it was clear the Death Eaters were losing ground.

He spotted flashes of spell fire ahead of him in the woods and urged his broom to go faster. A few seconds later, he found the source. There was a girl with silvery blonde hair dueling with three Death Eaters while Liz, Astoria and what looked like a smaller version of the girl watched her back and maintained a line of fire behind them illuminating the clearing.

Harry came to a stop mid-air above the Death Eaters and one bolt of lightning took out one while the other collapsed with a dagger sticking out of his head. The third Death Eater was surprised and couldn't block the banishing charm that hit him. He was hurled into a tree and slid down, unconscious or dead.

Harry had barely landed when Astoria and Liz threw themselves at him, hugging him tightly and sobbing in relief. "You guys, are okay?"

The two girls just nodded.

"Thank you." Harry looked up at the older girl who had been fighting the Death Eaters. "Am not sure I could take them on for much longer."

Her English was heavily accented and he could see that she was struggling with making her words.

"French?" He asked and she nodded, her blonde hair almost glowing in the dim light of the fire behind her. "My name is Harry Potter and these are acquaintances of mine. Thank you for protecting them."

"My name is Fleur Delacour and this is my sister Gabrielle." The girl said after she had gotten over the surprise of his perfect French. "Your friends were protecting my sister, I was only returning the favor."

Harry turned to the two girls clutching his side. "Come you two, let's get you somewhere safe."

"You can come as well, if you wish." Harry knew the name Delacour, he had only heard the name while Sirius was talking about him and he was sure the man was important in the French magical government.

Fleur nodded and followed Harry as he led them back to Hardwin and the others. "Where is your sister, Liz?"

"She went to help the ministry officials." Liz replied. "What about Daphne, have you seen her?"

"Yeah, I left her with my brother and the others." Harry replied. "It's where we are going."

They walked silently for a moment before Liz spoke again.

"Do you think Jen will be okay?"

"I'm sure she'll be just fine." Harry replied. "Your sister was an even better fighter than me at the time she left Hogwarts. I'm sure she's only gotten better since."

"No one can fight better than you, Harry." Liz said. "You're the 'Devil of Slytherin."

"You realize that I didn't get that moniker because of my fighting prowess, right?"

"I doesn't matter." Liz said. "You're the greatest wizard of our generation. Can you teach me to be like you?"

"Unfortunately, I already have an apprentice." Harry said. "But I'll see if I can create time next year and teach you a few things, alright?"

"Yes!" Liz whooped and Harry just shook his head at her enthusiasm.

"Don't celebrate too much, yet." Harry told her. "I'll be a bit busy this school year but if I get some free time, I'll keep you in mind."

"Are you talking about the tournament?" The two French girls had been quiet and when Fleur spoke, Astoria jumped slightly in surprise.

"Yes." Harry replied. "I take it you plan to take part on behalf of your school?"

Fleur nodded. "If the Hogwarts students are anything like you, then the competition should be worthwhile."

Harry was about to answer when they exited the woods. Hardwin and his group had left the burning tents and had been headed towards them.

"Astoria!" Daphne shouted and ran to her sister.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked his brother who had been ahead of the little group of Hogwarts students.

"It looks like the fighting is finished, so we wanted to come and find you." Hardwin replied before paling rapidly as his eyes widened and he pointed at the sky behind Harry. "Harry, look!"

High in the sky was a colossal skull, comprised of what looked like emerald stars, with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue. Harry felt his blood run cold when he recognized it, he felt goosebumps erupt on his skin as what he was seeing registered in his mind.

It was the Dark Mark.

Suddenly Harry's senses flared, popping noises announced the arrival of over a dozen wizards and witches all of which had their wands pointed at the group.

"Duck!" Harry roared, unintentionally imbedding magic in his voice. Everyone around him found themselves falling onto the ground without a second thought.

An emerald dome-like shield materialized around the group just as a barrage of spells left the new arrivals' wands straight at them. The shield took spell after spell but held, Harry could feel the constant drain on his magic and if it continued for any longer, he was going to pass out.

The atacks suddenly cut off and Harry heard someone call his name from outside the dome. His head was ringing and sight unfocused, he was breathing heavily and as he felt hands on him he blinked up to see the worried eyes of Lily Potter framed by a mane of red hair before he passed out.

However, just before his sight faded completely, he caught sight of the Dark Mark floating serenely in the sky as if mocking him.

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AN: That's chapter 15 for you guys. A little bit of action there at the end but more will be coming in the next chapters. We have the dueling tournament at Hogwarts, Tri-Wizard tournament and most importantly, Lord Voldemort.