Title: Calling in Old Friends

Rating: T

Summary: Set in the summer before Harry's fifth year. Harry, getting sick and tired of feeling like he's out of the loop, calls upon Sadie and Carter Kane along with his real father; Severus Snape. He finds out more than he bargained for and Harry is determined to do things his way, with help of course. Crossover of the Kane Chronicles.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm not making anything from this.

Chapter 4: Petunia Gives the Ministry Nightmares

Harry's POV

Sirius did what all mature adults do when they are handed news they can't handle. He stormed out and had an adult temper tantrum. Aunt Petunia shook her head and then pulled out her phone.

"I need to let Vernon know that we're fine," she said.

I left her to her call.

Everyone else was giving me odd looks, including Remus. However I had other important business to attend. There was a Horcrux that needed to be destroyed. I walked up the stairs to the drawing room, my wand shimmering as I headed up. My father was busy talking to Kingsley and so he didn't follow me. When I entered the drawing room I found it littered with objects. My wand pointed me to the object, which turned out to be a locket.

I carefully removed it and looked it over. I remembered seeing a picture of this locket at Hogwarts. On the neck of Salazar Slytherin. This had to be his locket. The question was, how did it get in here?

"What do you have there," Hermione asked me and I turned to see her, along with Fred and George, standing there.

"Remember the diary," I told her and she nodded. "Another one of old Tommy's little trinkets. They're called Horcrux's, containers for the soul of a dark wizard. I sensed it the moment I walked in. And if this is the second one then I've got a bad feeling there are more."

"But how do you make one?"

"You have to commit murder, Hermione, total violation of life. Of course you have to be a clinical fool to make one. I need to show this to my father. His death magic will be able to destroy it."

I moved to the door, but then Sirius appeared.

"You're not touching anything that belongs to the Black family, Snivelly," he said.

"This doesn't belong to the Black family," I said, "And don't you use that name that you called my father. Try and stop me from handing this over and I'll turn you into something that you didn't think was possible. Don't try me, Sirius, don't you dare."

"Hand it over, Snape."

"Go to the lake of fire," I hissed.

"Kreature."

The elf appeared and I said, "My father's magic is the only thing that can destroy it. This thing is poison."

"Kreature, get the locket from Snape."

Kreature walked over and asked, "Can your father really destroy it?"

"Yes," I answered and then Kreature turned and hit Sirius with his magic. I jumped over his body and ran down the stairs.

"Harry, what's-."

"I found another one of Tom's Horcrux's," I told him, "Black tried to stop me, claiming that it's Black family property."

"Hand it over, Harry," my father said and I did. "Damn it, Tom, I knew that you were a fool. Come on, let's take this to the kitchen."

"So this is how Voldemort survived," Dumbledore said, checking it over. "I got rid of all the books that even talked about a Horcrux, let alone making one. Tom must have gotten it from someone as I removed the books when the Chamber of Secrets was opened."

"That belongs to the Black family."

"This locket doesn't belong to your family," Dumbledore countered. "It needs to be destroyed."

"I can do it," my father said, "Place it on the table."

Dumbledore placed the locket on the table and my father muttered something and touched it. The locket shook and then screamed. The whole thing burst into flames, making me cover my eyes. When it was done the locket was back to normal.

"Now that was new," McGonagall said.

I picked it up and turned around, handing it to Kreature.

"I think you should have this," I told him.

Kreature burst into tears and took it.

"YOU GAVE HIM THE DAMN LOCKET," Sirius roared.

"Oh come on, Black, stop acting like you didn't get a piece of candy," Petunia said, "You give magical people a bad name."

"And why don't you shut up you filthy-."

Before anyone could do anything she had him against the wall, Sekhmet head outlined over her own.

"Hermione and I saved your life and you repay it by trying to insult my aunt," I said, "Mother is coming and she will be told of this. School is over, Sirius, and it's time to grow up."

I turned and headed out the door, then stopped.

"By the way, Sirius, I can't stand bullies."

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Dumbledore's POV

Three Days Later….

"Is this your idea of a joke?" Fudge asked me.

"And what might you be on about?"

I saw a smirk form on Severus face.

"Lily Potter's deranged sister came to the Ministry, a muggle, and did something to Percy Weasley."

"Oh the muggle that Mr. Potter did magic in-front of," I said, "I do believe that wizards can do magic in-front of muggles that know, or has that changed in the last month?"

"This is all on you."

"No, Fudge, I had no hand in her coming. I believe Severus brought her to the Ministry."

"You-."

"Don't finish that sentence," Severus told him, "I did bring her to the Ministry, of her own free will. Tell me, did Percy 'enjoy' her visit?"

"Watch your back, Dumbledore, or I will be sending you to Azkaban."

"What exactly did she do?" I asked Severus.

"She turned into a large cat and almost ate Weasley," he told me.

I shook my head.

"Remind me never to get her mad," I told him.

"Well one can't blame her," he said, "After all the rules are the rules and the Minister seems fine with throwing them out when it suits his needs."

"And that's what's making him dangerous," I told him, setting down behind my desk. "How gifted is your son in the area of magic?"

"More than you can even begin to imagine."

"Then tell Harry to have a bit of fun," I said, "And make sure that Fudge can't trace it back to me."

"As you wish, Headmaster."

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A/N: I hope that you enjoyed the chapter.