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Severus' POV

Severus followed the young man around all day. He seemed to be picking up groceries and other necessities. As time went on his paitence wore thin. It was only thanks to his time as a spy that he continued following the young man.

When the man ducked into a shop he almost followed him. Something told Severus to wait though. So he followed his instincts. Not a moment later when he would have been entering the shop off to the side the young man slipped out. Something that he would not have noticed if he had gone in.

So now he was more careful about how closely he followed the man. They went into a nearby forest. He had to cast a notice me not and disillusionment charm on himself.

The farther they went the more the wind blew it seemed. Something was strange about the wind. As if in warning it blew again. Stronger this time almost knocking him into a tree.

Part of him wondered if it was for him or another. Then he realized how absurd the thought was. Wind was not magic. It was not sentient.

Still legends of spirit magic floated through his mind. He hastened his pace to keep up with the young man. There was no time to keep such thoughts.

Evan's POV

As he stepped out of his house the warm wind brushed against his face. As he had grown accustomed to listening to it he knew. He knew that it was a warning.

Jacob had turned as if listening as well. He said resolutely," You must leave. I thought out barriers would hold up against the wizards. It appears that time has worn on them. With so few contractors in our world they have weakened. It will hold out the wizard out there for now. It will not hold up against an onslot of them."

Evan said his shoulders slumping," I'll go. Where though? Is there any place in this world that is safe?"

Jacob said cocking his head to the side," I'm not sure. Follow the wind. It won't lead you astray. If worst comes to worse then go to the goblins. They have looked after contractors in years past."

Before the man could answer they felt something. It was like a heavy knock on a door. Instead of a door it was upon the magic warding the area.

Jacob frantically said," Grab you bag and go. We will hold them back as long as we can. You destiny is away from here Evan!"

Part of him wanted nothing more than to argue. To say that he could fight. The more sensible part of him knew that he wasn't strong enough. Not yet. That he couldn't squander the chance they were giving him to get away.

It only took him a moment to gather his bag. In It were money, a change of clothes, his precious items, and two books. Both of which were on the use of wind magic.

It was the time to see if he had what it took for this. Wizards were going to break through the wards at any moment. If he couldn't control the spirits of the wind now. He never would be able to.

Taking a deep breath his reached out to them. At first the spirits only danced around his control. Completely ignoring his efforts. Then slowly but surely he was able to draw them in around himself. Obscuring him from sight using the wind.

He would be completely undetectable to wand magic. It was an extraordinary feat. One not easily done on the first try.

Evan's control was not perfect when it came to the spirits. They lifted him high into the air. So that he could see what was happening. He watched as the wards fell.

Jacob and the other's hand their wands out in an instant. While they had been expecting the intruders it came faster than they hoped. Immediately though Harry recognized many of the people.

Leading the party was Albus Dumbledore. Anger filled him. If it wasn't for that old man he wouldn't be in this situation. The old man had put him with the Dursley's time and time again. Evan would never go back with him.

The next person made him pause. It was Sirius. The man was speaking and Evan could see the frantic way he moved about. It hurt to think that Sirius was worried about him. Yet he knew going to see his godfather would only put him in danger.

Many others appeared that Evan didn't recognize. They were all older. Near Sirius' age or even older than that. Was this the old crowd that Dumbledore decided to bring together?

Honestly they didn't look like much. The only ones that Evan would be wary of were Moody and Dumbledore. Sirius was dangerous in his own way but he didn't have much capabilities at the moment. He was still a wanted man. So he had to rely on Dumbledore and others for every thing.

Guilt bit into him. He was leaving those who protected him to fend for himself. Yet his mind returned to something that Jacob had said.

Flashback

Evan and Jacob stood just inside of the wards. With the elder as his focus point he could sense the strength of the wards. It wasn't as strong as he thought they would be.

Jacob said softly in response to his thoughts," In centuries past the wards that protect our village were stronger. When spirit mages like yourself roamed freely upon our world. But as the contractors and mages disappeared so did the strength of our wards. Degrading them to the point they are now."

So the wards fed off the power of the mages. It was symbiotic relationship. As longer as there were mages and contractors in the world the wards would hold.

Jacob continued after a moment," Now they will hold out against some wizards. As long as they aren't directly led to this place a wizard wouldn't find it on their own. If a group were to attack the wards though. Depending on their strength the wards would likely fall."

End of flashback

It was obvious the man had been preparing for such an event. Evan would not squander his opportunity. Not after they had given up so much for him.

Jacob's POV

His head tilted to the side when he felt Evan leave. It was a good thing his young friend has decided to follow his order. While the village could fight they were not a match for they war hardened wizards. No their job was to buy Evan as much time as they could.

Leo said apologetically," They must have followed me when I went to get his ingredients."

Jacob said his eyes never leaving the wizards in front of them," It's fine, Leo. They would have found us one day. The wards gave us enough warning to allow Evan to run."

Jacob could sense the powerful magic that radiated off the old one. There was no doubt in his mind who that was. Albus Dumbledore. It had been many years since Jacob attended Hogwarts. Yet this was someone he would never forget.

A gaunt looking black haired man asked almost hysterically," Where is my godson?"

Ah. This must be Sirius Black. Young Evan had spoken several times of the man. It appeared that Azkaban had been hard on the Black Lord. Unsurprising since the man had spent over a decade in the hell hole.

Still he would not give the man the answer he so desperately sought. It had become obvious in their talks that Evan felt somewhat betrayed by his godfather. That when he needed him the most the man wasn't there.

Jacob clearly remembered the nights since Evan's arrival. Almost all of them had a nightmare of some sort. It left the boy exhausted. When they woke him he had gone to comfort the boy. First time he did this it became obvious that the boy had never been comforted before.

The smallest acts of kindness had been new to Evan. It had taken him time to get used to it. They had made some progress but it wasn't enough.

Finally he answered the man," I don't know who you speak of. If I remember correctly you are a wanted man. Should I be calling the aurors?"

It was a hallow threat. He would not break Evan's trust by killing his godfather. Not that any of these people knew that.

For his part Black flinched. It was obvious he bought Jacob's ruse. So did almost everyone there it seemed.

Dumbledore said in a grandfatherly tone," Now now. I think we can come to some sort of agreement without violence or the aurors being summoned."

Jacob said his wand never wavering," You intruded upon my village. I have every right to defend it."

A scarred man growled in a harsh tone," We are searching for a teenage boy. Harry Potter. Where is he?"

Jacob said cocking his head to the side," I know no one by that name. You invaded our home for nothing. Leave before we make you."

It was a lie. They all knew it. There was no way thet could have beat this small group. Even with more wizards on their side. They were just villagers not war weathered wizards.

In response the men tightened their grips on their wands. Coldness entered many of their eyes. If they would not move then these men had no choice. They would fight to find their savior.

Severus' POV

Downtrodden by what little they found he made his way back to his rooms. The village he had led the Order to had no leads. All of the members had to fight that day. The villagers fought long and hard.

Eventually they had fallen to stunners. The Order of the Phoenix. His teeth ground at the thought of the Order.

Albus had brought the old crowd together. Men and women who fought the Dark Lord. During the first war he had not been apart of this group.

Instead he had been on the Death Eaters side. He had tortured and killed muggles without any conscious thought. Then he heard the first half of the prophecy. Without knowing the danger he would put his first friend in he gave the prophecy to the Dark Lord. The man rewarded him greatly for his service.

Later he would learn though a letter that Lily was pregnant. Her due date at the end of July in the coming year. Fear for his friend entered him. Going straight to the Dark Lord. To beg him to spare her life. In the end the Dark Lord agreed.

Then that night happened. His first friend had died that night. The Dark Lord had disappeared. As if sensing his thoughts his mark burned. It seemed he was being called.

With a sigh he changed his direction. The Dark Lord wouldn't wait for him. Even if the man seemed more sane than in years past.

Once he was out of the wards he apparated to the Malfoy manor where the Dark Lord was staying. A short walk found him at a door. Curtly he knocked.

A voice called out from inside," Enter."

He did as he was bid. The Dark Lord sat behind the desk. His red eyes raised to meet Severus' own dark eyes.

Severus' bowed deeply before the man waved him off. Quickly he made his way closer.

The man asked," What do you have to report, Severus?"

Immediately he began to recount his tale. Lying would not be good for his health. Severus had learned that the hard way.

When his tale was finished the Dark Lord said," So Potter is still missing. Even with all the best of the Death Eaters, aurors, and Order of the Phoenix. No one can seem to find a fifteen year old boy."

They had vastly underestimated the boy. It still annoyed him. They could not confirm that the boy was a spirit mage.

Severus said calmly," We will catch up to him. There are only so many places a child could hide."

The Dark Lord interlocked his fingers and rested his chin on them. He asked," There is no confirmation? That the child is a spirit mage?"

Severus shook his head. No. As much as they tried to confirm it. There had not been a confirmation.

The Dark Lord commanded," Find him Severus. Report when you do."