Chapter 7

As the lights started turning back on the first thing I noticed was 'The RAT'. What was Peter Pettigrew doing out of jail? Furthermore if it had not been in the papers surely the rumor mill at Hogwarts would have been abuzz. Anyhow, there he was. Apparently the rat decided to rejoin this graveyard meeting. Daphne filled me on just what had transpired while I was out cold while the others were yelling.

"While you were blocking the "Avada Kedevra" you got hit with a stunner from an unknown Death Eater from behind. Once they bound you tightly to the headstone. They must have felt the area was secure so Wormtail released me from the spell "Petrificus Totalus!. Apparently he , Wormtail, got pleasure from my terror, also thinking what other enjoyment he could possess from me but Voldemort began yelling at him. He apparently got distracted and forgot me for a second. Well I was just got pissed off rather than scared and I sent off a number of spells at the area and us."

All I knew at the time was when I came too was Voldemort was yelling at Pettigrew over not obtaining my wand, I also notice my arm was bleeding from a cut to my upper arm. With Daphne also awake, Daphne was explaining what cause things to happen with Wormtail's thoughts or curses.

"Harry I'm using illusion spell but I'm not sure how long this can last". That had me confused but I tried to cope with what was going on. Apparently the illusion spells had the bad guys off at least for a bit. Things were totally in absolute confusion at this moment.

Voldemort interrupted everything by pressed his long white forefinger to the dark mark on a Death Eaters arm, causing the Death Eater to scream and fall to his knees.

Laughing manically Voldemort screamed... "How many will be brave enough to return when they feel it and how many will be foolish enough to stay away?" luckily he was still not paying us any attention.

The air was suddenly full of the swishing of cloaked of wizards that were 'Apparating' into the graveyard. All of them were hooded and masked. One by one, they moved forward… slowly, cautiously, as Voldemort stood in silence, waiting for them. Then one of the Death Eaters fell to his knees, crawled toward Voldemort and kissed the hem of his black robes. "Master… Master". The Death Eaters after him did the same; each of them approaching Voldemort on their knees before forming a circle.

In all this kissi, kissi they missi, missied all the Aurors that had appeared just out side the wards. My alarm amulet and tracking charm had activated.

I had done wandless magic to remove the bindings from myself yet Daphne's illusion showed that I and the bindings were still in place.

Voldemort made his way round the circle of masked, hooded and cloaked Death Eaters continuing his dialog.

"Now, Wormtail, give him your wand since you were incompetent not to find his."

Check I thought – Voldemort has his wand—and I use wand-less magic… No contest!

Someone sent a spell to remove both of our bindings not that we had any. We appear to fall to the ground as Daphne released her illusion spell... As I stood Pettigrew thrust his wand into my hand as the sadistic Darklard decided to increase my pain. "Avada Kedevra!" flew from Voldemort's wand towards Daphne.

I had had enough and I gave Pettigrew a wandless Bombarda that sent blood and guts towards Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Wormtail's wand shot like an arrow from my hand and lodged in Voldemort's chest. Grabbing Daphne's hand I transported us into the magical gardens leaving the "Avada Kedevra" to dissipate. I still had to participate in this dammed tournament, so screw Voldemort and his ass lickers.

After we disappeared:

Since the caster of the wards was? Never-the-less the wards fell, as You-Know-Who fell, and the Aurors attacked. While they only got a few Death Eaters it was enough to turn the ministry into derision. No they started to say but the papers soon had enough to say, yes and the word was out… One of the Death Eaters apparently did a spell to Voldemort and escaped with his body… A short time later Voldemort was back, seems the wand to the heart was not enough to finish the Blighter

/Scene Break/

The next morning Daphne and I were in Dumbledore's office once again.

"Harry I must ask you who was that Anglia and why did you bring her to the ball?" Dumbledore did not seem overly happy. Well I thought, last nights graveyard activities were not of great importance.

"Anglia is a magical friend from my school so why should I not invite her to the ball?" About then I just had to give Dumbledore a big smile. Had he not been informed what took place yesterday?

"She destroyed half of the activities and hexed half of the attendees you moron!" Snape sneered from the dark corner.

"And that consisted of?" I continued to smile. Like I didn't have a good idea.

"How dare you turn her loose on The House of Slytherin?" Snape yelled.

"Calm down Severus we must find out what Potter knows."

"Well I for one know nothing so why don't you all clue me in to your assumptions."

"You moron, she transfigured half of the Slytherin house into animals." Snape bellowed.

Sirius was leaning out of his chair and started to pound on Dumbledore's desk, laughing like hell.

"Sirius what do you find so hilarious about this?" Dumbledore asked

"Anglia is well noted for taking action over inappropriate actions. And I say those reasons are inappropriate grabbing and feeling in inappropriate places."

"Are you saying my house is doing such behavior?" Snape growled.

"You can bet on it Snivelas."

"Harry what about all the other weird things that took place that night?" Dumbledore inquired.

"Dumbledore let me sum this up, she is the Weasley twins times two, hadn't you noticed all the other bizarre things going on in the ball?" Like all of that that went on was her fault. The twins also attended that ball.

What was funny in my opinion was Voldemort had been seen and been engaged and they were only interested in what had happened at the ball. Was this some kind of diversion as if I was not involved?

/Scene Break/

Sirius was off again with a new skirt and soon my curiosity wouldn't let it go, so I transported to Gringotts the next day.

"Yes Honorable teller I was wondering if I am authorized a vault key?"

"Name?"

The moment I said my name I was hustled further into the bank to see my account manager.

"With the death of your parents you will need to review your account information and to attest to there accuracy. We have requested your presence several times from your current magical guardian, Albus Dumbledore. He has failed to comply."

"I was not aware that Headmaster Dumbledore was my magical guardian." While I was aware of some of this already some was quite new to me.

"Has he not spoken with you about your Holdings or taken you to review your vaults or have your parents final will read to you?"

Holdings? I was getting confused. "He has not since I have showed up at Hogwarts." I said slowly. "I only found out about my vault at Gringotts when a student mentioned something in passing about my vault key. That is why I am here today to obtain a key." At least part of my tale was the truth.

"Interesting, I take it you have not been living with and being trained by Dumbledore?"

"I have not." I had been living with Sirius and I was curious why he had not mentioned a lot of this. I would be getting answers tomorrow as Sirius was returning.

/Scene Break/

"So Sirius, that's what I have heard and figured out about the second task."

"Give me a second think on this." He was now not looking happy. "An air breather?" Sirius mumbled while he was thinking.

"So I'm probably going to be your hostage to rescue from the bottom of the Black Lake?" Daphne didn't look happy.

"I was hoping it would be Anglia, but yes Daphne, I'm afraid so."

"Harry, how did you figure that out?" Daphne seemed to be confused.

"Daphne what would make someone go to the bottom of the Black Lake? It must be something important. And you are one of the only important thing in my entire life. Let us just try and come up with some reason for you not to be used."

"Harry I have an idea to deal with the problems at the bottom of the lake. As you well know water and magic are not happy with each other. If they were you could just Desperate to the bottom of the Lake. However there are certain curses that can be enclosed in small glass balls. When magically hurled at a target the ball shatters on contact and will cause the curse to hit or to attach to that person. That will be one pouch on your hip the other pouch will contain small glass balls but they contain a substantial blasting curse. Magic should allow you to hurl the balls. You will need to be at least fifteen feet from that blast. I'll just start immediately on making a number of them for you." Sirius was off on a marauders task.

After Daphne and I had an extended snogging session, which left both of us wanting more, we returned to our respective quarters. While I was upset over Harry Junior's constant erection I had been totally trained on the when, how and why to use his power. But, I returned to my bed, unfulfilled, to sleep. At first the dream was weird. Then as it cleared up I was talking with Lady Hogwarts at least it seemed so.

"Lord Gryffindor, you have helped the students in ways you may not know. While the currant headmaster has the wards for the castle they are weak. They do show a Malfoy leaving and returning around the magic wards. There is a change in him every time he returns. At this time the wards cannot be transferred to you because of the manipulation of the current headmaster. Unless you are willing to kill the idiot all the wards must remain with him."

How do you stop your dreams from replying or acting in the dream limbo? I thought there in my Limbo.

"What am I to do?" I responded in my dream.

"Soon the great Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is destined to become fates toy and that is where you will enter and shine."

"Should I ask?"

"No mortal can, but there is one suggestion that we have, and that you become a teacher at Hogwarts in a few years."

Of course the dreams disappeared to peaceful sleep until, My dreams were interrupted by the guy floating on the cloud.