A/N Dragionx here with the latest chapter. Prepare for another fearsome clash where Harry and Fran put their lives on the line. Will they all make it out of the fight alive or am I cruel enough to kill someone off so early in the story. Find out for yourself.

But before that we have a question from Separ. Isn't Fran a bit weak for a servant? Or is Harry not supplying enough prana?

The reason that Fran is weaker than a typical servant is because of Harry's magic. She will never be as strong as a servant summoned by a mage because magic circuits are normally stronger than magic cores. Then there's the fact that Harry's magic is very strained right now. For years his magic has been the only thing keeping him alive. Healing broken bones, damaged organs, and various other injuries. Once he finishes taking the potions he'll be good as new for the most part, but until that day comes Fran will be significantly weaker than what a mage would expect. If Dante fought her without holding back she wouldn't stand a chance. So let's hope I don't choose to be a dick.

Let's get this show on the road!

With Harry

Sapphire brought Fran to the apartment and it was clear she was confused. I motioned for her to sit down and started to fill her in. I told her that Jason had been hired to investigate a couple of werewolves that were known associates of Death Eaters. Somehow they found Jason out and only took him away to be tortured. If he were dead the wards on this apartment wouldn't be working anymore because they were tied to his life. Plus there was the pact made between Ruby, Sapphire, and Jason. All in all it was a lot to take in for such a short amount of time but it had to be done. If they were torturing Jason he would either die or give up the information they wanted.

Neither sounded like Jason but when you're in constant pain you start to think that any alternative is better for you. At least that's the way I felt on more than one scary morning while holding the kitchen knives at the Dursleys. Shaking that morbid thought from my mind I gave Fran the last of the details that I knew of. Neither of the elves were in the right state of mind to be explaining anything too important right now.

As I finished filling Fran in on what she needed to know about everything I knew she wasn't thinking about saving him. I can't really blame her for it either, Jason probably doesn't mean anything to her but I still owe him. "Fran, whether you decide to come or not I'm going to help Jason." She crossed her arms as if to say 'I'd like to see you try.' This isn't the time for us to fight with each other, every second we waste is a second that Jason's being tortured. "Will you come with me or not?" She grunted and shook her head. Then she pointed at me and pointed at her. "I can't stay with you and do nothing. Jason is in trouble and he needs our help."

"It's dangerous!" She screamed at me as tears welled up in her eyes. I looked away from her, if I didn't I might have caved and listened to her. My hands shook both in fear and anger. The more time I wasted arguing was more time I could be spending saving him.

"I know that it will be dangerous, but despite that I need to go and save him. How can you ask me not to?" She reached out and grasped my arm, not enough to hurt me just enough to keep me in place.

"We don't know him." Fran said coldly. It was true, we don't know him. His name is Jason and he helps children with magic problems while also working as a back alley assassin. In the end that's really all we know about him but there's more about him that I understand. He's someone that's been hurt like us, that's why he can reach out to me and other children so easily. Jason was kind enough to risk his life to save mine when he had no obligation to do so. Slowly I brought my hand up and pushed her's away.

"I don't know you either. We haven't told each other much about our pasts but we're still friends. We don't know much about Sheska but she's still our friend. You didn't know me at all when you saved me, the only thing you knew was that I was in trouble. Tell me how this is any different and I will turn my back on him?" I knew that my words hurt her but I needed her to see and understand what I was saying. Jason might be someone with a lot of secrets but even so, he's still my friend. I looked up to her only to see her wiping away a tear. She nodded and took out her notebook. We'll go together. "I'm sorry for saying that."

I grabbed her hand and motioned for Ruby and Sapphire to take us to Jason. I felt a familiar pulling sensation before finding myself in a field. "He's inside that building." Sapphire said as she pointed to an old looking barn. I nodded to them. "Call for us when you have him and we'll pull you out, don't let them see your scar harry. They know full well who you are and if they see it there will be no protecting you." With that said they left us alone.

"How good is your eyesight?" Fran just shrugged and jumped away from me. I rushed over to her side only to find new words in the book. There are 3 wizards in the barn with Jason. 2 are holding his head in some sort of bowl and the other is standing in front of the entrance with his back to us. If we strike quickly we can kill them before they know what's happening. I shook my head at her. "There might be some more in there that you can't see. I'll rush in there and when I see how many there are I'll apparate back here. After that you can attack and I'll back you up. How does that sound?" Fran nodded to me.

"If something bad happens I want you to grab Jason and run. They probably think that Jason is worth killing if he causes to much trouble but me . . . they want me to die slowly. I'll find some way out on my own so don't hesitate to save him first. After all, you and me wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for him." I don't have anything else to say. I won't say anything else that will worry her or put her on edge. I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing. I felt for my magic, for my pulse, and made it stronger. Until it was beating throughout my entire body, and then I ran straight for the door.

I blocked out everything that was around me and focused on Jason. My heart pounded against my chest as I made it closer to the building. The first wizard must have heard me because he turned with his wand drawn but he wasn't fast enough. Using all the strength I had I jumped over him and kicked the guys holding Jason down. He emerged from the bowl and fell down. For an instant our eyes met and I saw how scared and angry he was. "What the hell are you doing here!" I grinned at him before looking around. There was no one else here.

"Saving you, I'll be back in a minute." I tried to apparate but it didn't work. I tried again but I still couldn't.

"Run you dumbass! There are anti-apparation wards around this place!" Jason shouted at me but I didn't have time to run away. Those three were closing in meaning I had no other choice but to fight.

"FRAN! There are only three and I can't apparate!" Two of them went towards the entrance while the third stayed to deal with me. I wasn't worried though, as long as she didn't have to protect me Fran could handle herself. "Let's go!" I screamed to Fran, even if I couldn't see her I knew she could hear me. He pulled out his wand and pointed it to the ground in front of me.

"Bombarda." The night my parents died flashed through my head and I knew what it would do. An area of effect spell that acted as a grenade that exploded on impact. I dashed forward and used the explosion to send me flying into the guys face. My weak body wouldn't lay a bruise on him no matter how hard I hit so the best thing to do is go for the eye. I punched him twice before he went to throw me off but I reacted quickly and jammed my thumb into his eye. He let out a howl of pain and tossed me into the wall. The force knocked the air from my lungs and had me coughing up spit but I was otherwise fine.

Jason was trying to worm his way over to me put I wasn't sure what he was going to do, seeing as how he was tied up at the moment. I turned away from him and focused on my enemy. He wouldn't be as much a threat if I could get his wand. I found it a couple of feet away from him and dived for it. Unfortunately he had the same idea and soon we were wrestling for the wand. He would have overpowered me but I guess the pain in his eye was slowing him down. Even with that advantage he still managed to push me away and bring his wand down. "Defindo!" He cried in rage as the purple beam of light slashed my chest and sent blood flying across the floor.

I clutched the cut and tried to slow the bleeding but it wasn't doing much good. If I don't think of something fast this guy is going to kill me. "Crucio!" I didn't know what the spell was but something inside me screamed danger, I ducked and rolled under the red light. My breathing was getting heavier but my wound was finally starting to close. I just need to hold out for Fran to get done with those two outside. I looked up to the wizards bleeding eye as he staggered towards me. Luckily, it seemed that his wound was making it hard to cast spells. I grit my teeth and ran forward.

He gave up on using his wand and tossed it aside before punching me in the face. I dropped to the floor and pretended to be knocked out, if he bought it then I could surprise him. A bolt of pain shot through my body as he kicked the back of my head. I rolled away and pushed myself up only to have the bastard charge at me in a wild fury. I brought my arms up to protect my chest but he picked me up and slammed my body into the wall with a sickening crack. I fell to the floor and coughed up blood.

"Leave him alone dammit!" Jason yelled at him. I need to help him, I need to beat this guy, I need to be stronger! My magic surged through my body just like it did when I fought Sherry. With a grin that would send the devil running I jumped at the wizard and punched him in the face. It was satisfying to watch the bastard's teeth fly out. He got back up and charged at me . . . now that was a mistake.

I slipped under his first punch and struck his groin before bringing my heel down on his ankle. My smile widened as I heard the bones break, with this power no one can defeat me. "There's no way I can lose to Dumbledore now." I heard my voice say and I froze. I wasn't in control of my body anymore, when did I lose control of it? I saw my hands move around the wizards throat, strangling the life out of him. No! This isn't me, this isn't who I am. Stop it! Give me back my body! I fought with everything I had and slowly moved away from the wizard.

It felt like my whole body was on fire and my wounds were getting worse. "How can you still fight me? You're nothing more than a worthless child! Surrender this body to me!" The words that came out of my mouth sounded more like hisses than anything else and that's when it finally clicked. The monster in my dreams and the thing taking me over. I don't know how but this is Voldemort. "So you know of me Potter, but it won't change anything." The pain was too much for me to bear. I fell to the floor and watched as my blood formed a pool around my body.

Jason was trying to call out to me but I couldn't hear him. Slowly my vision blurred until I couldn't see anything. Bit by bit I lost all feeling in my body as well, all that was around me was darkness. Was I dead or was I still alive? No, I have to survive. I can't die here, not like this. But how could I do that when I'm so damned weak? That bastard is trying to take over my body! I can't let him do it or he'll hurt everyone! I have magic just like everyone else don't I, so why can't I use it to beat Voldemort?

"Why don't you?" That voice . . . it belongs to Red. "I appreciate the name; by the way, If you don't hurry up Voldemort is going to kill your friends. He's about to kill Jason as we speak."

"I want to save him but I can't do it alone. I need help, I've always needed help!" I cried out in frustration. I've never been able to do anything on my own. Even when I fought Sherry, if Jason hadn't been fighting the others I would've lost.

"What's wrong with that?" What do you mean by that? "What's wrong with needing help to win. You need your friends encouragement to push forward just as you needed your magic to stay alive when you were with the Dursleys. You don't need to fight alone against Voldemort because I'm here but I need you to tell me what you want. Tell me Hadrian! What do you want!"

What do I want? I've never thought about what I really wanted. I thought what I wanted was freedom but that wasn't right. Maybe I wanted to be happy but that wasn't it either. What I want . . . what I want . . . I want . . .

The power . . .

To protect . . .

Fran and Sheska and Jason and everyone else that I care about.

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I want the power to protect my family.

I heard Red laughing before seeing him in front of me with his arm outstretched. "Then take my hand and defeat Voldemort. As long as you wield me properly I will aid you every step of the way, Hadrian." I smiled and grabbed his hand. My hearing, sight, and touch came back in an instant. The darkness was pushed to the very back of my mind and I had full control of my body. I pushed myself up and felt a jolt of pain shoot through my chest. The second I thought about wanting the pain to go away my wound was healed. It continued until all of the damage done to my body was fixed.

I didn't see the wizard coming from behind me but I felt his magic the same way I felt Fran's. I jumped over him, doing a back-flip in the process to show off, and kicked him in the back. "If you want to live past today I advise you stay down. I don't want to kill you but I will." He finally seemed to get the idea and stayed on the floor. I turned towards Jason and saw that he was having something of a mental breakdown. "Are you alright Jason?" I asked as I walked over to him and grabbed the chains.

"Does it look like I'm alright? First you show up when you should be far away from here, then you start to get pulverized by that guy only to unleash some scary strong magic. You started to torture the guy, then you stopped, fought with yourself and spoke in parseltongue. I think I have a few good reasons to be freaking the hell out." Parseltongue must be what Voldemort was speaking, though I would like to know how I understand it.

"Sorry Jason but we couldn't leave you here knowing what was happening . . . well Fran was ok with it but I wasn't."

"It's good to know that one of you has some common sense. I'll be sure to tell her to never let you come and save my ass again." Jason said in a small fit of rage.

"I'd come with or without her. I don't know what I am to you but your my family and I won't let you die." I focused my magic into my hands and snapped the chains like they were twigs. I helped Jason onto his feet and stared at the entrance. "I'm going to help Fran with the other two. Stay here until I'm done with them . . . and Jason," he looked down at me, "I'm glad that you're alive." With my power surging through my body I ran to help Fran. I won't be won't be a hindrance anymore. I will protect them.

With Fran

When she heard Harry call out it didn't even take her a minute to get to the front of the building but two of the three wizards went to intercept her. Letting out a battle-cry she jumped at the two and swung her weapon down. They managed to dodge the attack but the force of the blow still sent them flying back. The first one that was able to get his wand up transfigured the dirt into three wolves and sent them after her. With minimum effort she smashed the wolves into the ground leaving nothing but dust. Charging forward she launched a flurry of attacks at the wizard but he managed to stay just ahead of her. The more she attacked the angrier she became.

If she knew that her opponents were werewolves she would have understood why she was coming up short. Those who fought their inner wolves were often left ragged and broken whereas those that embraced their inner wolves gained superhuman strength and reflexes. They were still human but it was never a wise idea to fight them in close quarters. Unfortunately for Fran these were the very kind of wolves she was fighting. If she could land a single hit it would be enough to take him down but he was too fast for her. "Difindo!" cried the other wizard's voice. She dived to the side and came up from a roll to see a deep gash in the earth.

Fran breathed in and out before going back into the fight, if she lost her cool they could land a deadly blow. For Harry's sake she couldn't let her anger take control of her actions. His mere presence was enough to diminish the 'madness enhancement' that turned her into a savage brute, she wouldn't take that blessing for granted. Gripping her weapon she attacked the wizard again while also focusing on the second one. It was difficult but she managed. Fran studied the wizard's movements: the direction he dodged, the way he pivoted his feet, and the weight he put on each foot. It took a bit for her to find an opening but when she did she knew it would work.

With a proud grin she slammed her weapon into the earth just before the wizard landed, causing him to slip and fall. Fran left her weapon, not bothering to pull it out of the ground, and punched the wizard square in the face. He went flying so she turned to face the other enemy that dared challenge her. She didn't realize it but she was stronger due to the area they were in. The mana from the earth and the wards were slowly flowing into her, rebuilding the strength that she had once possessed and bringing her closer to level of a servant of a holy grail war. With an enraged cry she bolted forward. If she was too slow when swinging her weapon it would be better to keep attacking without it.

He had seen just how strong she was. Being able to swing that thing as if it weighed nothing at all was terrifying enough, but she was even faster without it and still strong as hell. It would take a desperate attack to finish her off and he had just the thing for it, the only question was weather or not he could control it. He didn't have the time to think about it, with a swish and flick of his wand he called out the came of a particularly vile spell, "Fiendfyre!"

Fran barely had any time to react as the hellish flames shot from the tip of the wand. They burned hot and bright, consuming everything that was in their path. The ground was scorched and blackened from the impressive heat. She had no choice but to dig her heel into the ground and jump back with all the force she could muster. Fran managed to land beside her weapon, taking on this spell down would be difficult but for Harry's sake she would find a way to do it. Mustering up the same courage she had seen in Harry's eyes Fran grabbed her weapon and moved away from the fire.

As she expected it chased after her like a moth to a flame. (Get it) Fran was able to avoid it for the most part with only a few patches of her dress being burned away. The wizard was too focused on trying to keep his spell in check to realize what she was doing. She circled away from the building and back to the wizard, he would either cancel his spell or be burned by it. In the end the result was the same . . . or so she thought. When he finally realized what Fran had done he lowered his arm and took off running like a bat out of hell.

The connection between the two was broken. This would normally mean that the spell would dissipate but 'Fiendfyre' is an entirely different matter. It is akin to a familiar made of fire, it has a will of its own and it won't go out until it burns itself out or it's killed by an outside source.

Fran was the unfortunate soul that had to find out how to kill a living flame. It was like a wild animal burning everything nearby as if it were kindling. She was forced to take small steps back as the flame grew larger and more chaotic. To her absolute despair the fire was getting closer to the building and Harry wasn't out of it yet. How quickly would the fire consume the wooden structure and the lives of Harry and Jason? She shook her head in defiance. She would not allow something like that to happen to him. She was his servant and she would protect him.

If the flame was growing larger by eating magic and everything else it was possible that her noble phantasm could blow it away. It seemed like the only option she had at the moment. Fran moved as close to the flame as she dared and slammed her weapon into the ground before a green light burst forth. It would be impossible to use its full power but that wouldn't stop her from giving it her all. The light crackled through the air like lightning and slowly took the form of a small tree. In a single instant she would blow away everything the flames had to devour and save Harry. It would most likely take a toll on her but for the sake of her first friend it was worth it.

With a peaceful smile on her face she whispered the name of her noble phantasm. "Blasted Tree." The tree exploded and ripped the ground apart, blowing away everything in the process. In the end the only thing standing there were Fran and her weapon. She was breathing hard with exhaustion as she clutched the handle. At the very least she was alive and so was Harry. With a bit of trouble Fran was able to carry herself out of the small crater made by her attack and onto the soft grass. All she had to do now was go into the building and help Harry with that third wizard. Hopefully nothing bad had happened to him.

Suddenly she collapsed to the ground as a cold feeling invaded her body. She no longer had a connection to Harry's magic. "No . . . no . . . no." She kept repeating as she tried to make it inside the building. Harry couldn't be dead. He wouldn't die like that. He was strong and brave and could survive anything. So why couldn't she feel his magic anymore? She had done everything in her power to finish the fight quickly so that she could protect him. She shouldn't have bothered with the two in the front. She should have gone in and ensured his safety first and foremost. Why did this happen? Why did she have to lose the first person to care about her?

Fran quickly lost the energy to move. It took a great deal of magic to keep a berserker materialized and with her greatest supply of magic gone Fran could do nothing more than cry. She should have been stronger for him. If she had been a better servant then Harry would still be alive. Those horrible thoughts slashed at her mind as she believed more and more that it was her fault. Then, as if a god had felt her breaking heart, a bit of Harry's magic flowed back into her. Just a bit but then it was like a damn burst forth and she was overflowing with power.

Fran didn't waste a second and rushed for the entrance only to almost run into Harry. He looked worse for wear but she could feel magic power radiating from him. With teary eyes she cupped his cheek was her hand and looked into his fiery emerald eyes. Jason had said that he got those eyes from his mother. At some point in her life she would have to thank Lily for giving Harry such lovely eyes. "I thought . . ." she couldn't bring herself to say anymore. He smiled at her with that small bright smile and grabbed her hand.

"I'm sorry that I worried you. I'll try not to do it again. Let's get out of here." He started to turn but his eyes widened in shock. Without saying anything he tried to pull Fran out of the way but it was too late . . . the cutting spell had already found her back.

A/N And I leave you with a very terrible cliffhanger a day early. I hope this makes up for my delay last week but I also think a few of you are going to be a little bit pissed off at me. Oh well wouldn't be the first time I've angered someone about a story. Expect payback a hundred times over from Harry on the unfortunate dumbass that fired that spell.

Is it sad that I wrote half of this while listening to 'Good Morning Baltimare' a bronycon parody. Also TeamFourStar put out Hellsing Abridged episode 9. If you like laughing your ass off at morbid comedy and tons of sexual innuendo I advise watching the whole series. The last episode comes out sometime next month.

Aside from my own personal sources of enjoyment I wish you all a glorious end to November. Enjoy your lives and find a reason to laugh. Date or prank someone and just have a good time.

As always I hoped you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you review honestly. See you next week.