AN: Good morning Vietnam! ... I have watched too much Supernatural... What am I talking about, you can never see enough of those cuties! I've been having some trouble with getting this to copy right, so please let me know if anything is messed up i.e. anything repeating. I hope you all like it, and aren't mad that I skipped around so much. Let me know what you think! How about this: when we reach review milestones I will write a one-shot about each year. Small things like the sorting, or the differences that are in this story as compared to the originals. That sound okay? Okay. (No that was not a reference, I don't really like that book)
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Giada Draven, out!
Potionem was out with Sirius when he received his Hogwarts letter. They were staking out potential kills when it arrived. A gruff looking tawny owl flew to the edge of the forest where they were standing, and when he removed its burden it flew to the nearest tree to settle down. When he looked at his goddog (as he was dubbed), he found a pleading look on the man's face. He conceded, agreeing to go to the school for Sirius's sake.
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In front of the Mirror of Erised stood Potionem, holding the Philosophers stone in one hand while pointing a spray bottle toward Quirrell with the other. He knew that it would not be wise to let Voldie Moldy (as Harry calls him) be full strength. He wanted to have the horcruxes destroyed before he took on the man himself. He had already destroyed the ones in Ravenclaw's Diadem, Hufflepuff's cup, and Slytherin's locket.
The only way for him to destroy a horcrux without harming the carrier itself was through one of his special potions. Sirius told him that it didn't resemble any spell that he knew of, so Harry figured his magic had created a potion that did what he had wanted. He compared it to his accidental magic from a younger age, and Sirius agreed. The potion didn't harm the container in any way, but the horcrux died with a powerful screech.
Voldemort was hissing at him about power, and Quirrell was trying to appease his master by grabbing at Potionem. The moment his hand touched the creep, Quirrell and Voldemort began shouting in pain, and Potionem felt a slightly dull ache where the coward had touched him. Quirrell turned to ash, and the wraith that was Voldemort took off, escaping the body he was possessing before he could be harmed as well.
After a few minutes, Dumbledore came through the door of the chamber, expecting to find Quirrell attempting to get the stone from the mirror. Instead, he found Harry dozing lightly, leaning against the mirror and holding the stone in his left hand. Carefully he picked the child up, rushing to the Hospital Wing so that he could check the child over properly. After all, he didn't want the son of some of his kindest friends to be hurt. Anyone who harmed the child would rue the day the heard of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
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Harry stood next to his friend, Ron Weasley, and this year's defence teacher, Gilderoy Lockhart. They stood in the second floor girl's bathroom, in front of the sink which had small snakes engraved into the edges of the mirrors. Quickly hissing out, "Open," in parseltongue, he waited until the sink went into the ground, revealing a pipe, before turning to their 'teacher'."You wanted to save the day, right? Go on. We'll follow."
When Lockhart tried to back away, Harry pushed him in, then jumped behind a minute later. He faintly heard Ron call down after him, "Is it safe?" After yelling back to let him know he could come down, he turned back to Lockhart only to find the man holding a wand and pointing it at him. Before Ron could get down, he let Potionem take control, who then pulled out a potion and aimed it at the other. When the contents of the bottle hit him, Lockhart fell to the ground, unconscious.
Harry took control just as Ron reached the bottom of the slide. "Mate, what happened to him?" Ron asked when he caught sight of Lockhart.
"He tried to use an Obliviate on me, but it backfired and hit him instead." At least, that was the effect that the potion would have.
Quickly, after telling his friend to stay behind, he went through the tunnels to the main chamber. When he entered, he saw a very pale Ginny Weasley on the floor, face down. He rushed over, letting Potionem take control since he knew more about healing than Harry did. He found that she had a very faint heartbeat. "Please get up," he muttered to himself.
He shook her lightly, but her head lolled to the side. For all intents and purposes, she looked like one of the dolls that Jason the Toymaker made out of his victims.
"She won't wake," came a soft voice from in front of the massive statue of Salazar Slytherin's face. Looking over, he found a young boy that greatly resembled Tom Marvolo Riddle, at least from what he had gathered.
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Potionem stared at Sirius, standing in the Shrieking Shack and surrounded by Hermione, Ron, and Scabbers (who was Pettigrew in his animagus form). Since Pettigrew had been on the front page of the Prophet, they had agreed this would be an opportune moment to stage the dog's escape from Azkaban. Of course, the entire wizarding world overreacted and sent Dementors to guard a school, but he wasn't complaining. After all, it was basis to learn a new spell, expecto patronum, which required a happy memory. He used the one of him killing the Dursleys, and his patronus was… odd, to say the least. He could see why he got it, since they are deadly yet underestimated, but did it have to be something so small? His patronus just had to be a bee.
Another reason for him to get along with the Dementors was because they caused you to relive your worst memories. He had already befriended them, and there was a very small one that seemed to like following him around. Somehow he had found a way to talk to them, and they had told him that they had a good relationship with Potionem's kind. So, they would not attack a creep. That meant that Sirius had practically free rain of the grounds, and could easily visit Potionem for hunts.
The reason he was staring, was because of what the other was wearing. It was a bright pink t-shirt and skinny jeans, which did not suit the man at all. "Really, Padfoot?" he asked. "Skinny jeans? I can handle the pink shirt, but skinny jeans?" He shook his head, while the other occupants of the room seemed to freeze.
Sirius just let out a bark-like laugh and pulled him into a hug. "Of course, pup. What else do you expect me to wear? A tutu?" They both started laughing at the mental image that provided, at least until Hermione tried to yank him behind herself. This attempt failed, and so the 'Golden Trio' stared at each other for what seemed to be minutes on end.
The silence was broken by a sound that seemed to come from the bottom floor of the shack. Hermione shrieked, "HELP! WE'RE UP HERE! BLACK IS TOO-" until Potionem put his hand on her mouth to stop her.
It was too late, however, and Professor Lupin entered the room mere seconds later. And then promptly burst out laughing at the dog's ridiculous outfit. Because of this, Harry turned to Sirius and promptly told him, "See? You look hilarious in that."
He was, of course, ignored in favor of the two friends reuniting. Finally, Lupin asked, "Where is he, Sirius?"
Sirius looked at his godson, who nodded and walked over to his friend. "Ron, can you give me Scabbers? I promise I won't hurt him if he's a normal rat, but right now we can't be sure."
Ron gave him a look, then looked at the grown men in the room, before reaching out with Scabbers in his hand. Potionem quickly summoned a potion that would force an animagus to turn human, and sprayed it onto the rat. He seemed to freeze for a moment, then began to writhe and wriggle to get away from the young creep.
It was like watching a life film on fast forward. The rat's head stretched and grew to that of a human, arms sprouted out of nowhere. In place of Scabbers the rat stood Peter Pettigrew, causing Ron and Hermione to go into a state of shock. His eyes darted to the door, but found it blocked by Potionem.
"Why, hello Peter," Lupin said pleasantly.
The rat almost started groveling, but was stopped by Potionem putting one of his spray bottles on the back of his head. "Can't I just kill him, Sirius?" he whined, causing Pettigrew to jump in fear and Lupin to give him an odd look.
Sirius just shook his head, so Potionem began pulling out a new bottle, this time filled with the equivalent of a stupefy. He was stopped by yet another sound from downstairs, setting Hermione off yet again. "UP HERE! HELP! BLACK IS SOMEHOW CONTROLLING HARRY!" She stopped herself before Potionem had a chance to, and footsteps were heard coming up the stairs once more.
Through the door came Snape. "Well then, Black Lupin, I guess you were in league, weren't y-" he began to gloat, but then caught sight of Pettigrew standing in the middle of the room. So, just to simplify the number of people, Potionem sprayed Snape and Pettigrew, pulled out a new bottle, and sprayed Lupin.
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Potionem slammed into thick grass, as the portkey deposited him outside the maze. He was clutching onto Cedric's body, which should not have died. After all, the Hufflepuff had decided he would be brave and go ahead of him. He could hear someone shouting - "Harry! Harry!" - and knew this would cause a stir in the wizarding world. Rough hands grabbed him and flipped him onto his back, letting him see the faux-concerned faces of the crowd.
Albus Dumbledore was crouched down in front of him, looking geniunly worried. He knew that Dumbledore believed in the good of everyone, but when someone hurt those he cared about, they were on the wrong side of a powerful man. The headmaster hauled up his pseudo gradnson and checked him over for injuries, then looked him in the eyes. The headmaster didn't use legilimency, because he trusted Harry to tell him the truth.
"Harry, please, tell me what happened. Why are you holding Cedric? What happened?" the old man pleaded.
Potionem told him how Voldemort had Pettigrew kill Cedric, then used his blood for a ritual to regain his body. Since Potionem knew how to mess it up, he gave permission for Wormtail to take his blood silently, so that it was not taken by force. This resulted in Voldemort being deformed, highly resembling an albino snake with his bald head and red eyes. He was even lacking a nose!
After his explanation, people began to show up. Fudge started freaking out and yelling for Amos Diggory, Cedric's father. Said man accused Harry of killing his son. People began shouting around him :"HE'S DEAD!" "CEDRIC'S DEAD!" or "CEDRIC DIGGORY! DEAD!"
Harry looked at Dumbledore and told him, "He wanted me to bring him back to his parents."
Dumbledore nodded. "That's right, Harry. You can let go now." He tried to pry Harry's fingers off of Cedric's body, but he refused until Amos Diggory came over to him. He wordlessly gave the man a mourning look, stopping any accusations he had. He pushed Cedric toward the man and gave him a respectful nod. He stood, with help from Dumbledore because his broken leg would not support his weight.
Moody tried to take him so that Dumbledore could deal with the crowd, but the old man refused. Potionem could see the attempt to get him alone and told Dumbledore it would be a good idea to bring Moody with them.
Once at the castle, Potionem subtly pulled out a bottle, and once they were out of sight of any windows, sprayed Moody with it. The imposter hit the ground, and Dumbledore turned to him when he heard the thump. He found one of his professors on the ground, changing to another person quite quickly, and his student standing over him with an oddly blank look on his face.
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Sirius was falling. Bellatrix Lestrange had hit him with a spell and now he was headed straight fo the Veil of Death. Everything seemed to slow down as Potionem made after his goddog, but Remus caught hold of him before he could. He screamed as Bellatrix laughed at her cousin fell into the Veil… And then promptly fell out the other side. The entire battle froze to stare at the man who had somehow survived the alternate execution option for convicted criminals.
Since his cover was basically blown, Sirius let his glamours fall, showing his true self. Those who could see his features yelped and backed away, the permanent smile and crazed eyes convincing them not to mess with the man who now looked like a teenager. Sirius's white hoodie was bloodstained, as always, and his long black hair was matted slightly. Potionem saw this, and decided the jig was up, and used his magic to pull on his creep outfit. This consisted of a bright green hoodie, which he noticed was practically a trend with the creeps, and blood soaked jeans. He also had a poison green fedora on his head, and on the back of his hoodie showed the infamous poison apple of Snow White.
Jeff, for this was now the murderous Jeff and not the fun-loving Sirius, walked over to his partner and brought out his knives. Potionem pulled out a bright orange bottle that had a skull and crossbones on it, and prepared for a fight. Everyone in the room seemed frozen, so the two creeps took advantage of their fright. Potionem appeared in front of the only exit, and Jeff said in a projected voice, "Who wants to be beautiful first?"
This seemed to pull the order out of their stupor, because they began firing non-lethal spells at the Death Eaters. Jeff darted around, killing many of the Death Munchers, while Potionem killed any that tried to escape. He did, however, only stun Wormtail, so that he could turn him in so that his goddog could walk free. Soon almost every Death Eater was either dead or had surrendered. Bellatrix Lestrange laid dead at her cousin's feet, and cruel smile carved into her face and her throat slit.
When the only sound was heavy breathing from the order, they both looked ay each other. Then they went to the lifts and stepped in, going to the Atrium. When they arrived, Voldemort stood in wait. When he saw them, he sneered, thinking they would easily be killed "Avada Kedavra," he shouted, his wand pointed at Jeff. He let the spell connect, but then simply smiled when it did nothing. Next the dark lord tried to possess Harry through the mental connection they had shared, but it failed because one, Potionem was in control at the moment and two, the horcrux had been destroyed years ago,
Getting fed up, the coward-who-fears-death yelled, "Crucio!" in an attempt to relieve his frustration. However, Fudge and many other Ministry officials flood and apparated into the Atrium to find Voldemort with his back turned to them and, though they didn't know it, Potionem and Jeff pretending to be under the Cruciatus.
When Voldemort heard several cameras go off, he turned around to find a full Atrium and several people taking photos of him. He apparated away, leaving Potionem and Jeff to pick themselves up off of the floor and go to the lifts. In a daze, Fudge followed them into the lift and they stood in silence until they reached the Department of Mysteries' Death Chamber. When they entered, the order was healing the injured and marking down the names of the Death Eaters that had been killed.
Potionem reached down and pulled up an unconscious and bound Petter Pettigrew, then thrust the rat toward the minister. "There you go, the real traitor. Sirius is innocent, so you can go and clear his name while we're here. Now, if you don't mind, I'm off to find the rest of Tom Marvolo Riddle's horcruxes so that we don't have to deal with Voldemort anymore." With that, the two creeps sprinted to a wall, and just when they would have crashed they turned into smoke and disappeared.