A/N: The Harry Potter books, world and characters belong to JKR. I take no credit for any repeated quote or event from the original source.

A Blue Starred Sky

Chapter 9

Date: 30, June 2028 Entry Number: 435 Location: Unknown, remains of the old world.

He walked slowly, paying more attention to the surrounding world than to the boy, no, long since man in front of him.

"I can't help but always think of our first and second encounter whenever we meet each other." He said looking at the ruined horizon that was just vaguely illuminated through the dark clouds. "How different could it have gone if I hadn't cursed you all those years ago, if you mother had moved aside, if you had agreed to join me to rule the world as my second. If the prophecy had never existed." He said as he turned around. "I've always wondered if it was pure luck that allowed you to survive, or if it was a much higher power that refused to allow me to grasp the world. Tell me Harry, what is left for us to fight for?"

The man opened his eyes, emerald green radiating power, almost in a bored like fashion as he too took in the destroyed wasteland with hardly any green remaining. A kilometre or two of the land remained of the floating island, at the edge of many, floating just some few kilometres from the raised sea level.

"Left?" He asked, almost as if he was asking a question of a seven-year-old. "Only the blood you spilt, only the lives you cut, only the love you stole without a second glance. That is why I could never imagine the thought of joining you, Tom, you never saw what was important, never understand the beauty of what was right in front of you. You soul containers, your power, the fear directed towards you. You've lost it all." He said, venom coating every word.

"Only because you never could understand the want to be higher, to grasp that which was always ungraspable. You are correct, I've lost it all Harry, but so have you." The man with snake-like features countered as Harry simply shook his head, the only remaining emotion towards the man being pity.

"No, I've lost so much, to the point that I can almost fell a hole up here." He said as he momentarily placed his hand on his chest. "But there's also love. The love I felt for my family, for every single one of them, and the hopes and wishes that they left me to make sure you would come to an end." The man said, standing at his full height. A spear appearing in his right arm as he positioned himself to attack.

"I still stand for the same words I said all those years ago." Riddle said as he shook his head in disappointment, grasping his wand as two pitch black holes appeared, as in digging into reality themselves, slightly away from each of his sides. "Together, we could have achieved greatness like no other, together, we could have ruled the world, together, no force would have ever stood against us. " His blood red eyes, like that of a demon and snake merged together met the pair of emerald green, filled with richness and some form of hope unparalleled to anything the Dark Lord ever saw in that of another.

"Let's finish this the way that we started, Harry." He said almost in a whisper that echoed in the silent world. Both men allowing their magic to leave their bodies as time itself stopped."Together."

The green-eyed man disappeared in a flash of lighting, almost instantaneously reappearing in front of Riddle as his lighting cladded speared aimed for the man's chest. With an equal amount of unparalleled speed, Riddle moved his wand hand as an infernal, dog-like creature jumped out of each rip in reality, appearing with equal speed in front of the man.

One was immediately cut through the spear, the other cut through the large blade which materialised right on top of it, falling at a speed that left a massive crack through the island as it slashed through it before embedding itself in the ground.

The riddle sent a wide ranged cursed fired wich the man easily dodged, disappearing through the flame leaving a flash of lightning before reappearing in the same place moments after the flame passed through him. But Riddle had predicted the action as the still flamed top of his wand was moved in a slashing motion, instantaneous placed under his mouth as a quick, breathless fire appeared forming into the shape of a basilisk-like serpent of the same cursed fire.

In the same moment, another spell was sent from the Riddles wand. This time a pitch black one as it merged with the snake, forming a coating of black flames over the cursed ones at the same moment that it opened it's jaw, jumping towards the man as the black flames finish coating its body.

Disappearing once again, this time he appeared some hundred meters atop in the sky through a flash of lightning. Throwing his spear with a great amount of force through his right hand, a pillar of lightning was formed, cutting through the serpent of fire as well as the snake itself, sinking into the sea as his wand simultaneously appeared in his left hand.

In a slashing like movement, the beam of darkness was cut in half as each half passed through his side. From the fact that it was fulling through gravity he assumed it was 'Daemones Lenta' but immediately put the thought away as he sent a beam of pure white magic which clashed with Riddles own beam of darkness.

Each spell clashed in the middle of the sky, causing a sphere to be created from where both spells clashed, quickly expanding as both Titan like beings stopped powering the spell. Immediately the ball started to shrink in size, eventually becoming no bigger than a tennis ball. However, both had been through this particular situation before.

The Riddle immediately became a cloud of darkness, fleeing at top speed as the man formed two pure white wings, emerging from his lower back, just under his waist, of a size bigger than his own body as he used them to fly upwards. Had someone that knew him still been alive, they would have mentioned that it was early familiar to an owl he used to talk to.

The man flew at a speed that would have been impossible for his body mass, momentarily allowing his attention to confirm that his spear had reappeared into his storage cube before he surpassed the dozens of meters of floating debris inside the clouds, reaching the top as he felt the warmth of the incredibly rare sun greet him.

With their battle stopped, the early silence filled the world as the ball fall into the sea, passing between the two now slightly distanced halves of the islands falling into the sea through the crater, quickly overtaking it as it seemingly melted into the ocean.

Moments later a loud echo resonated through the planet the likes had never been heard through the old word, the only word which could describe it being the word power as a huge ball of magic of unrecognisable colour quickly expanded to the kilometre scale as the man closed his eyes, knowing that even with magic he would go blind from looking at the ball directly.

Seconds later the ball disappeared, leaving a Whirlpool of kilometres length in diameter. Above it, a week tornado was formed, the islands, though now most were huge boulders, floated around it at a slow speed. Most would have considered them monsters for the display. In reality, it had been a bored greeting between two enemies.

A dragon of pure green fire flashed into existence, seconds later appearing in front of him as his blade appeared where his wand had been just moments before. Allowing his conscious to split into two, one took control of the wings while the other poured pure magic into the blade. For second glowing symbols appeared before the blade alongside it's wilder disappeared. The only remain of their presence being the two halves of the disappearing dragon.

Without waiting a moment, his elder wand appeared where the blade had been, immediately emitting a strange sphere of all colours that as it moved, left, traces of those same colours for some seconds. Almost like a director, he moved his wand as the Whirlpool enlarged while its centre became much smaller. Slowly, the centre was raised as an enormous hand of water was formed.

The hand moved in front of its creature, completely engulfing the fire based spell directed to him while its arm emerged. He quickly closed his eyes as both his holly and elder wand appeared in each hand, casting separate complex detection spells as the leviathan emerged from the sea.

He used the elder as he directed the Leviathan-like a conductor would with an orchestra. His eyes opening at the same time as two eye-like luminant orbs appeared on the Titans head of the exact same emerald intensity as his own. The humanoid titan moved with an impossible speed for its size as he wished as it's ginormous arm clashed where the Riddle had been moments ago, destroying the land of its surroundings. Debris of the destroyed island flying towards all directions.

However, the Riddle had achieved his objective. A huge tear in the fabric of reality itself formed kilometres above them, a blood-like red glow emitting from it as a claw the size of a mounting emerged, grabbing the edge of the tearing as to pull itself out. A piercing, inhuman like screech resonated through their universe as the eyes of the king opened.

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Hermione sent a half-hearted glare towards the ball of feather's as she held her girlfriend's complete attention, who wouldn't stop spoiling her with words and pet's in ways that he should only do towards her and Dora. The owl momentarily spared her a glance, before huffing in superiority and turning her head. That's it! I'm going to show that-Hermione started thinking before she was interrupted.

"This place taken?" Rose asked Violet still slightly nervous of doing so.

Violet seemed more than happy for her company, though it wasn't for being the girl who lived, shed seen her shake her head in annoyance at the name. She generally seemed to want to know her as Rose Evans, which was a welcome surprise.

As for Hermione, she really wasn't sure yet. Up till last year, they both had been loners, but Hermione had been incredibly pushy and had held an air of self-superiority. Now, however, she seemed uninterested in most things related to school, preferring to simply read with Violet or simply talk with the girl. However, the greatest change was the aura of superiority that generally made people believe she was better than most. Shed overhead Professor Flitwick tell her mother how the pair had completely taken the top spots in every subject, a place that usually she kept. The challenge was a welcomed one, however, she was still curious if it was Violet's presence that had changed it.

"Go ahead, as long as your fine with Mione glaring at Hedwig." She said sending her a playful glare. Mione simply huffed in annoyance as she returned to her book.

Unsurprisingly, Violet and Rose had hit it off immediately. They had their differences, Violet until recently had been the opposite gender so it would be expected, and Rose hadn't seen the things that Violet had when she was both a child and an adult. However, it seemed to form as a friendship between an elder an younger sister, which unbeknown to Rose was exactly what it was.

"Anything interesting happened in History?" Violet asked as Rose blinked in surprise.

"You skived?" She asked surprised.

"Not going to waste time sleeping." She said in a shrug. "Besides, I can learn everything in the book ten times faster and Morgana knows how more effective."

"Oh. No, nothing apart from the usual sleeping." She said rubbing her head sheepishly. A notice me not charm and her position as the ice princess was second to Greengrass alone. Violet snorted in amusement at the comment but decided to change the subject either way.

"I take it you didn't enjoy potions much?" She commented as Rose grimaced at the memory.

"Nothing new, he always hated me." She admitted.

"Good thing that's going to change soon." Violet said smiling at her.

"What?" Rose asked in shock, there was no way that Dumbledore ever would allow it, her mother had tried again and- but then- "You can do something about it?" She asked with actual excitement.

"Rose, I pretty much own the school, if I wanted to I could get rid of every single person in here and close it permanently. Why do you think no ones dared to get near me, well, apart from the idiotic boy, but he isn't intelligent enough to realise that his digging his own grave. I'm waiting for the weekend for that I actually have first-hand evidence alongside some other things." She commented with a small degree of pride.

"You can overrule Dumbledore?" She asked generally shocked.

"That's where it gets complicated." Hermione said as she let out a grown, closing the book before reaching for another one. Reading the title she raised her eyebrow.

"Politics?" She asked in surprise.

"Legally and magically, I snap my fingers and his gone. It's politically where we get completely destroyed." Violet said less cheerfully

"Which is why we reading about people and politics." Hermione said in annoyance, as she read through the book with an inhuman amount of speed.

"People? As in building alliances?" She asked curiously as Violet nodded.

"Yes, we going to strike when the iron's hot, which is why we haven't done anything yet. We strike when it works the best, putting him on a field of equal terms." She said before looking at the clock, moments later the books started to move as their went to their bookshelves.

"We have Professor Moody's class now." She commented as the trio walked towards the Defence against the drack art's classroom. Almost all of the fourth years were looking forward to Junior's, sorry, Juniors first lesson so much that they arrived early, making a queue outside his classroom before the bell had even rung.

"That's unsurprising." Rose commented as them we the last ones to arrive. Violet nodded in agreement, knowing already what the class would contain.

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They walked into three chairs right at the back of the classroom as Junior distinctive clunking footsteps were heard coming down the corridor, and he entered the room, terrifying most the students to death.

"You can put those away," he growled, stomping over to his desk and sitting down. "You won't need those books."

Most looked excited, thought Violet and Mione could instinctively tell that there was a slight amount of nervousness in most. Rose was one of the few that was completely unfazed. Violet couldn't help but feel a small amount of pride at the thought.

Junior took out a register, shook his new, long mane of grizzled grey hair out of his twisted and scarred face, and began to call out names, his normal eye moving steadily down the list while his magical eye swivelled around, fixing upon each student as he or she answered.

"Right then," he said, when the last person had declared themselves present, "I've had a letter from your previous professor about this class. Seems you've had a pretty thorough grounding in tackling Dark creatures, you've covered boggarts, Red Caps, hinkypunks, grindylows, Kappas, and werewolves, is that right?" He asked, gaining a general murmur of assent from most students.

"But you're behind! Very behind on dealing with curses. So I'm here to bring you up to scratch on what wizards can do to each other. I've got one year to teach you how to deal with Dark Wizards and their lot." He said with no hint of the fact that he was one. "So straight into it. Curses. They come in many strengths and forms. Now, according to the Ministry of Magic, I'm supposed to teach you counter curses and leave it at that."

"I'm not supposed to show you what illegal Dark curses look like until you're in the sixth year. You're not supposed to be old enough to deal with it till then. But Professor Dumbledore's got a higher opinion of your nerves, he reckons you can cope, and I say, the sooner you know what you're up against, the better. How are you supposed to defend yourself against something you've never seen? A wizard who's about to put an illegal curse on you isn't going to tell you what he's about to do. He's not going to do it nice and polite to your face. You need to be prepared. You need to be alert and watchful!"

"Now! Who can tell me which are the curses most heavily punished by wizarding law?" He asked as Violet made a note of how ironic it was that he was actually good at teaching.

Several hands rose tentatively into the air, as both the cruciatus and imperius curse were mentioned. Giving an example of both curses in front of all the children present.

"The Imperius Curse can be fought, and I'll be teaching you how, but it takes real strength of character, and not everyone's got it. Better avoid being hit with it if you can. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" he barked out loudly.

"The last and worst. Avada Kedavra, the Killing Curse."

He put his hand into the glass jar, and almost as though it knew what was coming, the third spider scuttled frantically around the bottom of the jar, trying to evade Juniors fingers, but he trapped it and placed it upon the desktop. It started to scuttle frantically across the wooden surface. Junior raised his wand, as Violet felt the sudden emotion of excitement and thrill that she had felt countless time before flow through him.

"Avada Kedavra!" Junior roared.

There was a flash of blinding green light and a rushing sound, as though a vast, invisible something was soaring through the air, instantaneously the spider rolled over onto its back, unmarked, but unmistakably dead. Several of the students stifled cries;

Junior swept the dead spider off the desk onto the floor.

"Not nice!" he said calmly. "Not pleasant. And there's no counter curse. There's no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and she's sitting right in front of me."

Rose's face was unreadable, though Violet could tell without looking from her own experience that she was incredibly uncomfortable, most likely rethinking her father's death. A jerk he may have been, but she respected him none the less for giving his life for his family.

"Avada Kedavra's a curse that needs a powerful bit of magic behind it, you could all get your wands out now and point them at me and say the words, and I doubt I'd get so much as a nosebleed. But that doesn't matter. I'm not here to teach you how to do it! Now, if there's no countercurse, why am I showing you? Because you've got to know!"

"You've got to appreciate what the worst is. You don't want to find yourself in a situation where you're facing it. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" he roared once again. "Now, those three curses: Avada Kedavra, Imperius, and Cruciatus, are known as the Unforgivable Curses. The use of any one of them on a fellow human being is enough to earn a life sentence in Azkaban. That's what you're up against. That's what I've got to teach you to fight. You need preparing. You need arming. But most of all, you need to practice constant, never-ceasing vigilance. Get out your quills and copy this down.

They spent the rest of the lesson taking notes on each of the Unforgivable Curses. No one spoke until the bell rang, but when Moody had dismissed them and they had left the classroom, a torrent of talk burst forth. Most people were discussing the curses in awed voices.

Neither of the three wanted to join. Hermione and Violet had seen the horrors of what those curses did, and Violet found it as disgusting that there were excited about them that she felt disturbed over them.

"Hey! Ravenclaw!" Someone said in a quiet tone to not attract attention. The three turned around as Violet immediately recognised the person.

"Can I help you Ms Bones?" She asked kindly.

"Just Susan." She said slightly nervously."My aunt asked me to pass you this letter, she could have sent it but she didn't want to risk it." She said as Violet nodded thankfully.

"Thanks, Susan, and just go with Violet." She said as she put the letter in her pocket, passing a significant look towards Mione.

"No problem, pleasure speaking to you." She said blushing slightly as she went with Hannah towards the hall.

"Anyone else not much interested in dinner?" Violet asked as Rose nodded in agreement, realising that it was probably something personal.

"Kitchens? I don't really like how overcrowded the main hall is." Mione offered her opinion.

"Sure, it's closer that way anyway." Violet agreed as Rose nodded.

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Spell dictionary:

"Venena Conscidisti" ~ Poisonous Cut ~ A cutting spell coated with a slightly potent venom.

"Hastam Glacies" ~ Ice Spear ~ A projectile in the shape of a spear formed from ice. (Works best in cold temperatures)

"Daemones lenta ~ Demons Touch ~ Disintegrates any organic material it touches. (Harder for protective ones, such as basilisk skin.)