Inspired by the challenge set down by Acolyte of the Blood Moon. What if Harry was the reincarnation of a certain green-eyed SOLDIER? Hopefully fast updates, if people like it.

Never a Memory...

The trio collapsed to the floor a few hours later, panting from their run through the streets. After getting out from the Tower of London, they had stopped at a cafe near the main street that had still been open in order to change from their wedding outfits. While they were trying to plot out their next move, (cups of coffee in hand to make sure the owner wouldn't kick them out,) a pair of men had entered, and started throwing magic around. The trio had been lucky that the first thing they reached for was the Materia instead of their wands in hindsight. They didn't want the Ministry pulling a fast one and still tracking them for a few days longer. A few rounds of Lightning was enough to overwhelm the two Death Eaters.

"Well, look at what the Hippogryff dragged in," Zack joked lightly from the door to the kitchen, arms crossed in front of his chest as he stared down at the trio. Old Grimmauld Place was finally starting to look livable, a large part of that from Zack having lost his patience with his mother's portrait and burning it off the wall. It hadn't helped him make friends with Kreacher, but the old elf was under control thanks to another guest.

"Hard to believe that these are the best hope of the Wizarding world," Draco drawled from his perch on the stairs, sleeves rolled up and hair slicked back, longer already after a few weeks without a trim to keep it perfect. A few small pieces of his bangs had gotten loose from the gel and were draping over his forehead, but it was a good look for him all together, if not somewhat familiar.

Harry rolled his eyes up to the top of his head, not moving from were he was laid out on the floor. Luckily it was cleaner than last year. "So, how's the new recruit?"

Zack shrugged even as he moved to 'at ease.' "Getting better. He hasn't shown any real talent with Materia, but his stealth and sword training is coming along nicely."

A bright green eye narrowed as he looked over at the Pure-blood. "And how much does he know?"

A smirk. "Oh, I know enough, General." A laugh this time. "So, you're modelling yourselves after the characters from the Meteorfall legend? And choosing the villian? Tsk tsk Potter."

Harry laughed low in his chest as he rolled over onto his elbows, silver-streaked hair falling over his eyes. "You and I both know he wasn't always evil," he offered, raising an eyebrow at Zack. The older male shrugged minutely, mouthing, 'I had to tell him something,' to the young mage. "If it makes you uncomfortable, you could always just call me S."

"Would that make me G?" Hermione asked from were she was slumped against the foot of the stairs.

"Argh, but that leaves me stuck with R!" Ron groused as he lurched to his feet, wandering slowly in the direction of the kitchen. "Or could I be T for Turk?" he called out hopefully.

"Sorry! But I think we may have found Tseng and some of the others, so no!"

"We have?" Harry's eyes snapped back to Zack as he climbed to his feet, all business now. "Who?"

Zack grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. "It seems that most of the Weasley family 'wants in,' and not just Ron." An eyebrow raised as he dropped the bomb. "Think Bill fits Tseng best, with the twins as Rod and Guns, don'tcha think?"

Message Received. Harry smirked at the thought that all of the Weasley children seemed to have been someone before, all they needed was for Percy and Charlie to trot up with new personalities. Maybe Lazard the Traitor for Percy and if it weren't for Ron and Susan, Charlie would fit any of the daredevils amongst the Turks. Maybe he used to be a SOLDIER?

"Anyways, it's about time you got here!" Zack snarked as he brushed back the young General. "Do you know how much that stupid locket has been creeping me out? And then Kreacher caught a glimpse of it and you wouldn't believe the drama here!"

A silver eyebrow raised. "Drama?"

The older SOLDIER nodded, opening a safe that had been hidden behind a painting next to the parlor. "Drama. My brother, he died in the Light. He defected, and stole the locket beforehand to try and destroy it. HE didn't like that." A sigh, eyes glued to the heavy gold locket in his hand. "The Dark Lord killed him, but he must not have known about this thing, 'cause he never came for it."

"It's a Horucrux."

"I know." At the strangled gasp from the young wizard Zack shrugged and grinned. "I went through the Black Library. Took a while, but I found the info."

"Odin Above, and I have to drug myself and trick a professor!"

"You proll'y had the easier time of it. Took me months."

Harry shook his head as he looked at the shard of metal and evil. "So, did your books say how to destroy it?"

The SOLDIER shrugged, the locket shifting in his grasp until it was dangling from his fingertips by the chain. "It mentioned only some of the most powerful magics. Firefiend was one, but that's beyond difficult to control. The Death Curse might work, but that's still being monitored."

"I can control Firefiend." The pair turned to stare at Draco, who was listening in on their conversation.

Harry nodded. "We'll keep that open as an option." His brow furrowed. "Zack, did the book you found have any information on what a Horucrux can do?" When the older man gave him a curious look, Harry nodded towards the heavy gold locket. "This thing is whispering to me, but I'm thinking of something else. The diary from my second year." Draco leaned in at this, curious. No one else but Harry, Ron, and Ginny had gotten any information on the events of that year, and Harry was the only one who knew the whole story. "It had possessed Ginny, and when I found it in the Chamber of Secrets, it had formed a shade. It said it was Tom Riddle from when he was 16, maybe 17, and it was killed when I stabbed the Diary."

"You think the Diary was a Horucrux too?"

"Dumbledore said it was a memory sealed in the Diary. And when we were discussing the Horucruxes over the school year, he mentioned the Diary again."

"Well Potter, how did you destroy the Diary then? If you were only a Second year, if may be a safer way."

"I pierced it with a Basilisk fang."

"WHAT?"

"It wasn't that hard..."

"What, compared to a Zolom? Or maybe a dragon?"

"Potter, you scare me."

"Not as much as that Basilisk scared me. And then there's Vol-"

"DON'T SAY HIS NAME!"

Harry's eyes narrowed at the frantic yelling from the other boy, Hermione and Ron sticking their heads out of the kitchen at the exclamation. "And why not? Do you know something we do not, Draco? Did you learn something?"

The blond ran a hand through gelled hair, more of the strands breaking away from the gel and falling freely around his face. "Look, I was at the last meeting, and Macnair said that the first thing they were going to do after taking over the Ministry was to put a Taboo of the Dark Lord's name. Only the members under Dumbledore's command would use his name, so as soon as the Taboo is triggered, they'll be rounded up."

Hermione nodded slowly, a Materia in her hand as she absently played with it. The Summon from the Tower had calmed down from its frantic song, and now was a chorus of male voices, echoing freedom, honor, and strength. "That would explain why those men jumped us at the cafe while we were talking," she offered. "We'll have to be more careful then."

"You 'specilly General. You're bad about that."

A grin. Reno shuddered minutely. He could see where Yazoo had gotten his smile from back before the General had gone off the deep end. "I thought fear of a name only increases fear of the person himself?" he asked, hair drifting over his eyes as he tilted his head back to stare directly at Hermione.

"In this case? Discretion is the better part of valor."

"So!" Zack clapped his hands together, the locket back in the safe. "All we need to do is sneak back into the Castle, get into the Chamber of Secrets, and retrieve a fang from a monstrous snake in order to destroy the fragments of a soul of pure evil. Did I miss anything?"

"Snape's going to be the Headmaster there now."

"Look yo, you're only with us every two weeks, you need to tell us this sooner!"

Zack laughed. "Actually, he already told me." His eyes went hard and serious now. "If you're up to it, we leave in the morning."

"Should I be hearing this? I think I should not be hearing this."

"No worries Draco. A Somber Morn may await you, but as long as you don't look HIM in the eyes, you'll be perfectly fine."

Sorry this took so long. I bought Animal Crossing New Leaf, and it sorta sucked up my life. Short chapter, but hopefully fills in a few plotholes.