Harry sat on top of a mountain, looking down at the peasants below. They were still traveling further into the white abyss. Harry was bored listening to these old men banter about some old feud they began when they were children; it must have been before words existed because these two wouldn't shut up.

The big guy suddenly stopped and sniffed the air. "What is that?" "Hmmm ...We're not done here". Harry had goosebumps run down his arms in anticipation. He held on tight as he swung away from the group and headed back towards the blue doors. When he shoved open the doors emitting them back down the long corridor. Harry had seconds to get a glimpse of what the hell was hovering at the end of it *boom* lights blew out and enclosed them in darkness.

"All right… You will bleed out just the same in the darkness that i was born in" the big guy shouted in his hardened voice. Harry was just gobsmacked. He never heard him use his brain before, maybe just maybe Harry could teach him or learn with him. He laughed a little just thinking of him outsmarting someone, he was just so big and dumb Harry thought in the darkness that opened its arms around him and gave him sight in a world where he had come to rely on.

In that darkness, Harry and sure enough the big guy heard the pumping of one's blood crack the eerie silence. In a white washed flash that disorientated the both of them, Harry was violently ripped from his shoulders by a hand that wrapped around his torso and whisked him away.

Half a dozen shouts of "stupify" echoed through the hallway. The big guy rage out in pain, each light hit him from every direction until the final blast came from beside Harry. He was still too disorientated to help him in any effect. Harry ragdolled away by a man, just as big as the big guy. " Boy!. Where is Dumbledore?" the man shouted at Harry, he looked at the big guy desperately, but as he regain his sight, the big guy fell to the ground in a heap.

'Hurry boy!, if you want to help us, now would be the time" he shook Harry lifting him to his eye level, Harry noticed one of his eyes didn't match. " No fucking way" Harry hissed back "you just hurt my friend" he felt the anger surge through his body and presences of the walrider in Harry came up to the surface.

Harry stood there in the midst of chaos, his body shimmered out of his grasp and into a thousand pieces, all mimicking a terrible shadow of evil that the man looked on with shock and Horror. Harry felt everything around him and charged forward with the swarm of white energy that shot out from one-eyed mans wand inch through the air in slow motion.

Violent and wicked thoughts were shoved into Harry's mind. They destroyed every last bit of happiness he ever thought he had. Harry swam in those thoughts trying to understand it.

Harry searched for so long he forgot time existed altogether. Each and every waking moment was filled with the monotonous moaning and misery of the people breathing around him. It swelled and appalled his ears with dissonance and discourse.

The Walrider struck him ill with disconcerting feelings of gloom and peril that the big guy didn't need to be saved. It would not get away with it. Practically hurling the attackers out of their place, he scrambled about to save his friend.

"Iron. Pure metal. Warm. Wet. Blood. "The big guy whispered frantically.

"What?" His Eyelids, they were immediately stabbed with the merciless onslaught of lightness. Nothing but a fuzzy, incomprehensible world of emptiness in front him. He could feel the darkness in surrounding area, clawing and biting its way through the light, Harry wished for it to end, he wanted to rip these animals apart. Something else sinister lurked amidst all this chaos, he could feel a part of it through the morphogenic engine, the part of Grindelwald that gave the power of the walrider. It was pale and a very malnourished man with green eyes and the graying shoulder-length black hair swung behind his back as he leaped and took out the man shouting commands..

Silenced dawned, the savaged fiend bit into his throat, causing the man to growl out in pain, falling to the ground together. Blood squirted all over the naked man. He almost trembled off of him, before somehow regaining a sense of himself and shouting "meat" holding the man down like he could take a army down, took the man's wand hand, clamping his razor sharp teeth to the bone, Chewing it off, the man writhed in agony as the naked man clutched the mans hand up in to the air, awestruck by what he had done. "You are mine. Forever. " he held the hand to his heart, it still had the wand clasped in the palm of its hand. Harry watched as the rest of his shocked armada were destroyed by the rest of the variants. The naked man began ripping at his throat again, Harry rejoiced, watching the big guy get back to his feet. He transformed back into his body, slamming hard into his leg.

"I almost thought you left me" he held on tight, somehow not getting his tiny arms fully around them. He heard him grunt and he tugged him off his leg, holding him up to his eye level, examining every inch of him " Whoa there big guy, I'm alright, seriously" Harry managed to get out before he held him against his shoulder and patted his head. "Safe. Unharmed. I'm pleased that you survived son, we can't have anymore fallen soldiers". He shoved him on top of his shoulders again not before grabbing the man in agony, dragging him along the corridor, fiends and variants feeding on the the so-called order of the phoenix that failed with their mission to save Dumbledore. Somehow Harry gathered with his magic, but he couldn't hold it, so he sent one nano machine into man, it easily broke down his defenses, Harry figured it was worth it to see how someone could track down this place so easily. Information entered Harry immediately, as the nanomachine entered his brain and cloned themselves, attaching to every part of his brain.

The big guy slammed through the big blue doors, seeing no one had come back for them, they continued after them, Harry loved what he could do with the nanomachines, their power inside the man's head meant he could control and witness every aspect about him. Alastair moody was his name, well now it would be the twitchy eye, Harry thought as he witnessed what the means of his fake eye held. It could see everything, even more than his nanomachine. The big guy suddenly felt a tension between him and the man he carried; he stopped when he ripped himself free and stood before him. He pulled his decapitated hand up, witnessing the nanomachine create a new hand.