I do not own Harry Potter but I do own Charlie and some of this plot! Also the info on Grindelwald I got from Wiki.

Charlie brought the two students back into his office so they could talk in private. They all sat down and Charlie put a cup of hot tea in front of both the younger kids.

Sighing Charlie sat down and looked to the two students. "So what is it you both wish to speak to me about?"

Luna smiled with a dazed look on her face. "We know that you want Harry out of the headmaster's fingers, and that you wish to separate him from his two 'friends' we want to help you with that."

The oldest Potter didn't know what to say, he really didn't know if he could trust these two or if they would be better friends for his Harry. "Why should I trust you both with being true real friends to Harry?"

Neville smiled lightly. "Harry has helped me out more than I can count, he's always been there as a true real friend, but because of Ron I've never really been able to make a real connection with him, whenever I really get to start knowing him one of the golden trio pop up."

Luna nodded her agreement. "Harry is a very kind soul and Nargles try to swarm around him often but he is able to keep them out. Harry saved me when some of my housemates thought it'd be funny to push me into the black lake, but see professor I can't swim."

Charlie could easily tell these two students really did care about Harry. He knew because they were looking at him with determined eyes. He could almost read how they were just screaming at him daring him to try and hurt their friend.

Nodding the brunette stood. "I think you two would be perfect for Harry, you truly care about him, not his status or anything like that you care about Harry himself."

Luna smiled happily that the professor could see that they were genuine. She stood and Neville stood as well. "Well then professor we'll be hopefully seeing more of you in the future, oh and make sure you don't let the nargles mess with you too much."

Charlie could say for certain that Luna Lovegood was a real oddball. She talked in a dazed voice and seemed to just know how things were going to play out, strange indeed.

-(Break)-

Charlie leaned against is desk waiting for the rest of his class to how up so he could get on with the lesson. His eyes drifted to Harry who was sitting next to Ron with Hermione right in front of him.

The brunette wanted to grin knowing soon those two wouldn't be able to sway his Harry's thoughts any longer. His Harry would have true friends who would stick with him no matter what he chose.

As the last student walked in sitting down Charlie decided to start phase one of his plan. "Good not that everyone's here I want you all to stand up with all your things, we'll be having assigned seating for the rest of the year."

The class all groaned and started complaining at once about the assigned seating. Charlie waved them off and stood going to the first desk. "Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom you will be sitting here."

Harry seemed to sigh with relief that he was at least sitting with someone he knew. Ron and Hermione were both red in the face and getting redder as the list went on and on without their names being called until the last two seats in the back.

Charlie smirked at them and Ron exploded. "This is utter rubbish! You can't do this making us sit so far apart! We're the golden trio we're supposed to be together!"

Before Charlie could comment he was beat to it by Draco who sneered back at the two. "Oh shut is Weasel! What are you worried Potter will find better company and leave you behind? I would be too surprised if he got tired of you lot, what with you all going off in jealousy and only clinging to him for his fame and then Granger who is a bossy know it all and is constantly always putting him down, why wouldn't he want new friends?"

That seemed to make the two even more mad but before a big argument could break out Charlie slammed a book on his desk getting everyone's attention. "Well thank you Malfoy for your input as for you two will you sit down so I can begin class, or and ten points from Gryffindor for yelling at a professor."

Ron wanted to say more but Hermione grabbed his arm making him sit not wanting to lose any more points. The Slytherins were pleased with themselves for getting the lions to lose points.

Throughout all that Harry couldn't help but to agree to the fact that what Malfoy had said hit pretty close to home. He was just glad he could be alone with someone who wouldn't sit and whisper horrible things about his uncle into his ear.

Charlie turned to the board then and decided it was time to start teaching. "As I said before in this class we'll be going over the rise of Grindlewald, the lost elven race, and the ride of Voldemort so from today until the hols we'll be going over Grindlewald."

When no one said anything, he continued on. "Grindelwald was a complex figure, highly idealistic and talented, dedicated to achieve his ends at any cost. A revolutionary operating outside the law, he and his followers committed numerous crimes, including several known murders. With violent acts in both the United States and Europe, he ultimately established a power base in continental Europe at the fortress Nurmengard. In 1945, at the height of his power, Dumbledore confronted and defeated him in a legendary duel. He was subsequently imprisoned in his own fortress for decades and was slain there by Voldemort in 1998 when he refused to give up information on the location of the Elder Wand."

Harry was shocked and blurted out his thoughts. "Wait so Voldemort killed the first real Dark Lord? He was really that strong to kill someone even Dumbledore couldn't?"

Charlie nodded turning to look at the class. "Yes Voldemort is by far the strongest Dark Lord known to history, so much so even Dumbledore himself cannot beat him."

Ron spoke up. "They're all better off dead anyways! All no good! They're evil and use dark magic."

Charlie narrowed his eyes at the Weasley. "No one is born evil Mr. Weasley, evil is created no child is born good or bad they are shaped into who they become. What those two Dark Lords went through none of us know but it is known that Gellert Grindlewald and Albus Dumbledore were both very good friends until a fight broke out between the two and a stray spell hit Dumbledores younger sister Ariana and killed her. No one knows who fired the spell but that was the true moment Grindlewald became dark."

The bell rang signaling the end of the class, before the students could leave Charlie called out. "There won't be any homework today but tomorrow we'll be going over the history of the three different core types of magic so be prepared!"

Charlie started to make his way over to Harry but the youngest Potter grabbed his things and latched onto Nevilles arm and all but ran from the room. Charlie grit his teeth eyes darkening in anger as Harry ran from him.

-(Break)-

Neville was confused as Harry dragged him through the halls and into a secluded room. Harry paced in front of him for a few minutes before turning and looking him in the eyes. "I need your opinion on something and I can't ask Hermione of Ron because they're biased and wouldn't give me an honest answer."

Neville nodded seriously. He knew this concerned the professor and would give his honest answer. "If you found out someone who was soul bonded to you was also bonded to a person who tried to kill you and killed your family what would you do."

It was silent as Neville thought over his answer. "It depends honestly, was there something that caused the other bonded to go on a killing spree, and did the professor say exactly that he was in love with Lord Voldemort himself?"

Harry eyes widened slightly before narrowing. "So you think something might be wrong with Voldemort and that's why he's been going crazy lately?"

Neville nodded tense. "I've studied the war between Voldemort and the ministry and I noticed that in the beginning things were normalish, there was no mass murder of muggles or anything crazy like that and then all of a sudden it changed so maybe something happened that we don't know about."

They were both silent before Neville spoke up again. "Harry I know your worried about being hurt again but has the professor ever done anything to harm you or put you in harm's way? Has he ever truly lied to you? And you never answered did he say he loved Voldemort?"

The green eyes teen looked down and shook his head. "No he did not say he loved Voldemort, he said he loved Tom Riddle, and your right Charlie hasn't ever lied to me or hurt me."

Neville smiled putting a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I think you should give him a chance, don't take things too fast just get to know him more as your uncle then move on from there."

At times like these Harry really did appreciate Neville. "Thank you so much Neville I don't know what I'd do without you."

The brunette's smile got brighter. "Harry if you ever need anything come to me I'll help in an instant, even if you just want to have some peace and quiet I'm here for you, I'm a friend and you can trust me."

Harry nodded and the two left but both of them could feel a change in their relationship. It felt like they became true friends.

-(Break)-

Charlie laid in his bed looking at a photo. It was a magical one of him and Tom. The older male was sitting at his office desk and Charlie was laying right on top of it grinning as the photo Tom rolled his eyes looking annoyed but there was a warmth in his eyes that told otherwise.

That picture was the last time Charlie had ever seen his other bonded while he was sane. A month after this photo Tom has left for two months and came back sickly pale losing hair and an insane glint in his blazing red eyes.

Charlie sighed putting the photo under his pillow. He couldn't help but think of when he realized for the first time that Tom had been lost to Voldemort.

(Warning some Torture and dark theme very mild in my opinion but thought I should warn you!)

-Flashback-

Charlie ran into the meeting room in Riddle manner confused at hearing screams of pain. What he saw made him freeze in fear.

A muggle family were on their knees surrounded by death eaters. Tom had his wand trained on the little boy who could only be about five or six. "Crucio."

The boys screamed snapped Charlie out of his frozen fear and he rushed forward and jerked Tom's arm back. "What the hell are you doing? Tom why are these muggles here?"

He honestly never saw the spell coming. Charlie fell to the ground screaming as every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire. He felt like he was dying hanging on the edge.

Finally, after five minutes the spell was stopped and Charlie lay curled up in a ball crying silently as he stared into the cold eyes of his bonded. "You will never address me by that filthy muggle name ever again, from now on you may only call me my Lord or Lord Voldemort."

Charlie stayed silent unable to speak from the lingering pain. Voldemort, because he would never call this monster Tom, stalked towards him and grabbed him by the hair harshly dragging him up and making him face the muggle family.

Charlie looked into their scared eyes and felt his heart break at the look of fear in the little boy's eyes. "You will kill the boy right now using the Avada Kedavra."

The brunette shook his head. "I I can't please To-My Lord please don't make me kill."

Voldemort glared down at him red eyes blazing and he flung him to the ground causing Charlie to hit his head harshly making a cut appear over his right brow. "You will do as I order or I'll pay your filthy blood traitor family a visit and kill them all where they stand!"

Charlie flinched and shook his head desperately. He couldn't kill a little boy in front of his parents he just couldn't! Voldemort sneered and pointed his wand the boy. "Crucio."

The boy screamed wailing loudly as the father and mother screamed for their child. Voldemort looked to Charlie. "You have the power to stop the boys pain at any time."

The mother could handle hearing her baby scream and looked to Charlie desperately. "Please! Kill my baby! Kill him please!"

Charlie sobbed as he lifted his wand towards the convulsing child. He closed his eyes and uttered two words that would haunt him from the rest of his life. "Avada Kedavra."

Voldemort smirked in satisfaction before yanking Charlie up by his hair. He leaned down pressing his lips aggressively to Charlies. "Very good my dear."

-(End Flashback)-

Charlie shook his head trying to shake away the memory of that awful night. Death didn't bother him when concerning people involved in war. He knew that in war people died but that was not a war move that was murder plain and simple.

The eldest Potter sighed tiredly and looked at his clock, it was time for him to go to the great hall for food. He pulled himself up and made his way out of his room, he knew he'd probably be in a sullen mood for the rest of the night. Thinking of the past always made him feel a little glum not to mention Harry was avoiding him like the plague.

Charlie was about to enter but then heard a loud bloodcurdling scream from in the direction of the Gryffindor tower. He turned and took off towards the tower determined to help whoever was in danger. He just honestly didn't expect to see what he did when he got there.

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