Hello lovely Readers,

Here's the next installment to A Shadowed Life!

I have started another story since this one is coming to s close, however, it will not make it here on FF. Mostly because I realize I right so rather...dark stuff. If I ever plan on making a more tame story then I will post it here all stories that aren't tame will now be on AO3... er after Atlantian Ties is finished of course.

New Story on AO3: Cras Mortem -The abuse has gone on long enough. Harry takes matter into his own hands and starts living on his own for three years until, his snake companion 'Shi' nudges him into living with someone who could take care of him. This is where a new adventure and a new beginning starts for him. Now let's see where it will take him shall we?

!Warning, lemon is at the beginning of the chapter. If you don't want to read then skip to the first {A Shadowed Life} Marker that you see! War warnning as well as, mention of blood and gore.

GinHanelle: Yeah, I know….actually hadn't intended it to be as it is, but it just kind of wound up that way. Still though, I'm glad you could still read it and enjoy it.

Gothazon: Thank you, for the compliment it is greatly appreciated. :3

Sava-Chan: Actually I hadn't noticed the inconsistency. I just kinda played on whatever my mind came up with and no one pointed it out till now XD

Enjoy!

Things in the story you might want to know.

"Talking/ spells"

'Thinking/ sound affects/ Memories'

§Music Song/ Magic Song§

-Parseltongue-

.:Spells:.

~Dragon Telepathy~

*Dragon Language*

Chapter Thirty-Three- The Bloody Field

Tom looked out the window down at the gathered troops, they had an excellent turn out, but they had lost the Giants. Dumbledore had won them over somehow as well as a portion of the wizarding world. There were also the witches and wizards that believed every drop of Dumbledore's words, however, these people didn't know that Harry was no longer a light wizard. What was more amusing was the large army he had to take over Hogwarts with.

Arms wrapped around his waist as a head rested against his shoulder blade. A soft purr sounded behind him as Tom continued to look down at the bustle below. Everyone had some form of mount and most of the Drakes had also found their riders. This would be a rather tough battle, because if the centaurs thought they were in danger then it was possible they would attack anyone. They also didn't know if they were on Dumbledore's side either. They hadn't persuaded the vampire clans to join them either, mostly because they could not give them what they wanted most, which so happened to be magical blood to feast on.

Tom placed a hand on Harry's hands as he continued to watch in silence, "You know staring out there won't win the war any faster," Harry murmured.

Tom grunted, "I am starring, because I am thinking about the battle ahead of us Harry."

"Well then stop thinking about it," He purred, "Relax."

Tom felt Harry's hands slide across his stomach, messaging the muscles there gently with his fingertips. He felt a light kiss on his shoulder from his mate as one hand crept low and slide across the hem of his pants, right where his crotch was. Tom gave a rumbling growl of arousal and Harry could feel the evidence of it growing beneath his fingers. They needed this distraction and Tom wasn't going to deny his mate this.

Harry started to palm him slowly and gently, his fingers messaging the slowly growing flesh through the pant, material. Tom's head fell back as Harry slowly undid his pants and started to stroke him through his underwear, before sliding gently fingers past the elastic waistband to the warm heated flesh inside. Tom released a shuddering breath as Harry massaged his length slowly before he started to pump it with both hands. Sliding from base to tip as he pressed up against Tom's backside, showing his mate just how turned on he was, from his guttural groans he was making.

Tom panted heavily as he leaned into his mate who chuckled softly, "Harry."

"Come for me Tom," Tom did just that, his essence spilling all over Harry's hands as his hips jerked in his release.

Tom growled and before Harry knew it, Tom had Harry pinned to the nearest wall. Lips crashing against his own and Harry mewled under the aggressive yet passionate kisses of his mate. Harry whimpered and arched up against Tom in a need to feel him against him. Tom spun them away from the wall and moved them, until they fell over the armrest of the coach in the room, in front of the fireplace.

Harry lay under him, his unbound hair spread out in a dark halo and his bangs dropped away from his forehead. Tom kissed the skin there and started to run his hands across Harry clothed body, until he got frustrated with the lack of skin on skin contact and wordlessly banished their clothing. Harry gasped as Tom's warm skin touched his. He could feel the older male's length was once again at full salute, as it rubbed against his inner thigh. Tom shifted with Harry until they were no longer still halfway over the armrest.

Tom rocked his hips against Harry's allowing their lengths to rub against one another causing Harry to arch beautifully under him. Harry mewled and randomly bit down on Tom's shoulder as he bucked his hips up to meet Tom slowly building trusts, to create friction of some kind. Tom whispered the spell that loosened him and made him feel empty, huskily. He also whispered the counter contraceptive spell, so as to avoid Harry getting pregnant during their current mating.

"Tom," Harry whimpered.

A breathy chuckle answered him as fingers entered him. It felt like they hadn't done this in a long time and Harry's heart raced with anticipation. He moaned loudly as a second finger entered him followed shortly by a third, causing him to whimper in slight pain, but he knew it wouldn't be there for long. Tom started the thrust his fingers into Harry roughly as he searched for that special bundle of nerves.

When he hit it Harry cried out in pleasure his body bending at an odd angle as Tom smirked widely. Harry whimpered as Tom thoroughly started to abuse his prostate. Harry was a panting writhing mess and his length was now a dark ruby color, begging for release. Emerald eyes stared up at him pleadingly as he thrust his hips down to meet his fingers, practically pleasuring himself on Tom's fingers. Tom leaned forward and kissed him deeply before his lips trailed across Harry's throat and down his chest, to his lower abdomen before journeying across his stomach and then lightly pecking his pelvis. He looked up at Harry who looked down at him and he watched a sexy smirk slip onto Tom's lips, before his entire length was swallowed.

Harry gasped his moans being lost to his breathtaking experience, before a long moan started to string out in a pleasured hiss. Tom didn't stop as he bobbed his head while abusing that bundle of nerves until Harry was coming in Tom's mouth and he swallowed everything Harry had to give. Tom pulled his fingers out of Harry and swiped his tongue across his lips watching as hazy eyes watched him with lust and desire.

Tom smirked loving the fact he could have this effect over his mate. The other's skin was flush and he was sweating so much his bangs stuck to his forehead. Tom hummed softly and pressed his body against Harry's. His length was prodding at his puckered hole as he looked down into shimmering green eyes.

"Ready for me Harry?" He purred as he leaned up to nibble on his ear huskily.

"Y-yes, Tom,… p-please!" He begged.

"Well since you asked so nicely," and with that Tom was deeply seated within his mate.

Their bodies became a tangle of passionate thrusting of hips and grasping hands. Moans and groans filled the room as Harry felt his insides spasm at the luscious abuse a certain part of him was taking. Harry shivered as he felt the coil build within the pit of his stomach. He pleaded with Tom and he gave exactly what Harry wanted. Deep, fast, and powerful thrusts helped him to spill over the edge and he came between them crying Tom's name out at the top of his lungs in a heat of passion. Not even moments later Tom followed while huskily grunting out Harry's name as his essence filled his mate.

Tom didn't remove himself from his mate as he shifted their positions, making Harry whimper until Tom settled down with Harry lying in top of him and his legs on either side of him. Purring softly Harry nuzzled into that warm heat and before long Harry was fast asleep. Tom kissed to top of his mate's head, they had needed this. Something to relax their nerves and take their mind off the battle that would be later that day and with that Tom followed Harry into the deep slumbers of sleep.

{A Shadowed Life}

Later that day everyone was ready. Mounts were clad in various types of armor made by the elves to suit which ever creature wore it. Even Ropax, Harry's Griffin, was armored head to toe in his own special armor. He would be Harry's guardian when the Drake's or Tom, were occupied. Osiris wrapped around Harry ready for battle just as Nagini was. Harry sighed he walked over to the egg of Shini who had yet to hatch and he wondered if the little dragon would hatch anytime soon. He was thinking on why the dragon had yet to hatch. Was there a certain requirement that had yet to be reached? The egg itself had gotten rather big since he'd last seen it, so maybe this type of dragon grew at a slower pace?

Shaking his thoughts he turned to Ropax, who was in his much larger form now. Harry stroked the, beautiful, creatures face from beak down its thick neck. The rather bluish silver looking armor plastered to Ropax's form seemed to compliment the Eagle, Snow Leopard Griffin. Ropax nuzzled Harry and twittered softly to him. He looked over to the door when it opened sensing who it was before he saw them.

Remus and Sirius looked at Harry, but Hedwig was also with them. Harry's eyes lit up at his owl's appearance. He'd always wondered about her safety after having left the Dursley's that one fateful night so long ago. Hedwig swooped over and landed on his shoulder, fondly nibbling at his strands of hair as she nuzzled him.

Harry laughed, "Hello Hedwig."

"We thought we should bring her before the big fight ahead. With all that was going on we kept forgetting to mention her to you. She was really peeved with us, but in a way it worked out if Hedwig stayed with us… but since you've been found out by him… then it matters little now," Sirius explained.

Harry stroked the owl's head and sighed, "Its fine, I'm happy she's fine. I'm sorry Hed' I'd forgotten about you for a bit… things have been out of control these last few years…"

Hedwig hooted at him, nuzzling him and nipping at his hair playfully, showing she had forgiven him. Harry stroked her feathers lovingly as he looked at his godfather and Remus. They looked tired, which meant Dumbledork had been giving them a rather hard time. Harry felt it was all, his fault the old coot was hassling, them and probably throwing into question on whom, they were really allied with, though they didn't have the dark mark.

"How have things been?" Harry asked softly as Hedwig flew up to a perch that was nearby.

Sirius sighed, "We've been on the run since you went missing. Seems Dumbledore, didn't believe us to be innocent on knowing about your whereabouts."

Remus nodded, "It was after Severus got better that we got word on you and we came here… Voldemort said we could stay here to get away from him. Now that we're here, though… it seems, you both have decided to move the plans along."

Harry nodded, "Yes, Zane Thallorian has rule over the ministry… or we all know him as the Dark Lord. We thought it best now to strike Dumbledore where he lives. His order is stationed there since Zane took office. Dumbledore seemed to draw lines together and made the accurate assumption on, who Zane truly was. However, he could find no one to believe him when he tried to tell people just this."

"It would be hard to swallow with how the different personalities seem to clash greatly," Sirius stated softly.

"Exactly, but after the battle on Hogwarts commences… there will be no more hiding it anymore. The word will spread and London will lose all its hope. No one will be able to stand up to the Dark Lord and his army after Dumbledore is dead… and he will die. I won't let any mistakes happen this time and he will die by my hands alone," Harry's eyes were hard as stones when they turned to his godfather and Remus.

"Harry…" Remus started.

"No, Remus this will be done. No more hiding, no more skulking, and no more sitting back and taking it. He will die he cannot escape what fate has ordained. I can no long sit back and let him interfere with something that needs to happen. He can't stop it and I won't let him try. The world needs a balance shift and in order for that to happen he must die… that and I really want revenge on him for ruining everything I know, about my life and I will not allow my children to live in a world were that vile man exists," He hissed violently and Remus relented without a fight.

Sirius choked, "Children… as in, more than one?"

Harry nodded a jerky nod, "Yes, my pregnancy landed me with twins."

His gaze softened at the memory as Remus asked the next question he was expecting, "What are their names?"

Harry smiled fondly, "Our first born of the twins was Leon Slytherin Riddle, he has Tom's eyes, but his hair is that of my dragon ancestor. His sister on the other hand," Harry's visage became watery, "She looks just like her grandmother. Fiery red locks and, mine and her green eyes. Her name was a surprise for me because Tom picked it… Lilian Marie Riddle"

Both males looked startled at the last bit, obviously not having thought the older male would be so thoughtful as to do so, "Are they here?" Sirius asked.

Harry shook his head sadly, "We left them with their ancestor while the war continues. I wouldn't allow them to be in any sort of danger and as long as Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore is still alive they would always be in danger."

He watched as they both nodded in understanding, "We'd like to come."

Harry sighed, "Then get some sleep, we have until nightfall to be ready, because that will be when we strike. We thought it best to do it then so we can attack without being seen ahead of time in the dark of the night."

They both nodded and left the room to go to the guest room Voldemort had provided for them. Ropax twittered and left the room, followed by Osiris and Hedwig, obviously wanting to give Harry some space. He missed his children, he'd only had them for a little while and he had to leave them behind for their protection and his heart ached at feeling like he'd abandoned them. He knew better, but it didn't help the feeling from rising when it did.

Harry looked out the window down at the people milling about below. All he could think about were his children and it bothered him that his mind persistently drew them back to the forefront of his mind. He wanted to focus on his thought on killing Dumbledore and his order for fried chickens. There were people there he didn't want to kill like Molly and Arthur. They had no hand in what was going on or had gone on and from what her heard from Hermione they were having less and less faith in Albus as the days went by. It was obvious his placating lies were starting to get under their skin and they threw Albus's words into question.

Harry sighed and wandered out of Tom's office and down the corridor. Tom had left earlier to see how things were going. Lucius had told them that there was very little that went wrong. The people they'd brought back with them took up a lot of the slack wanting to please Harry and Tom with their hard work. They were pleased and Tom had started mumbling about strangers from another world being more co-operative then the very people he had with the dark mark.

Of course Harry had laughed and it had ended up with Tom kissing the living daylights out of him to get him to shut up. Harry wasn't complaining though, it helped to distract him at least for a little while. It was during this that Harry's mind wandered to thoughts of his Phoenix persona, or Briar Rose as most knew her as. His thoughts gave him a clear way to block off all emotion and to do so he would have to dredge up that personality. It shouldn't have been hard, but it was with his thoughts wandering back to his twins.

Harry growled, "Damn it why is it so hard to focus?"

"Because… our dragon side is restless in wondering on if our children are truly safe where we left them," his mate's voice came out of nowhere making him jump.

Tom lifted one elegant brow as Harry hissed at him, "Damn it Tom don't do that!"

"That's unusual for you… normally you feel me before I appear," this caused Harry to blink and then sigh.

"Sorry… It's just I can't seem to focus… I guess even to the point I'm unaware of what's going on around me even when my sensitivity to magic should have picked you up," He ran his fingers through his bangs.

"I know love… I too seem to be affected. Hopefully when facing our enemies on the battlefield we'll be able to focus better."

Harry nodded, "You're probably right."

Tom wrapped Harry up in his arms, "We'll get him love…I promise."

Harry chuckled, "Sounds like your trying to convince yourself this me than me."

Tom smirked, "Maybe… come let's go see how everyone is holding up shall we?"

Harry nodded and followed Tom out of the house, "Remus and Sirius said they would join us."

"They did, did they? Well then I'll have to put them in one of the main groups. I doubt they would forgive me if I put them in the back away from harm," Tom mumbled.

Harry laughed, "Yes that would probably be wise."

Harry knew better than to say otherwise. He'd been in a war and he knew when someone wanted to fight you stuck them on the front lines. He hummed in thought though as he wondered about his female persona. She was a relation to a war as was his true persona… Harry. Both had been in a war torn nation and had seen many things that they shouldn't, while Orion and Evan were not so much war filled as they were abused and tortured. This time, however, Harry was going as himself, no glamours, no hiding, and all their plans would go through without a hitch.

Come tomorrow everyone will know that Harry Potter had killed Dumbledore and that he was a Dark Wizard. The wizarding world will crumble and lose all hope when they find out their savior has abandoned them to their fate. Harry could not let the light reign anymore in fears that the whole world would suffer for it. Magic was dying and he needed to save it or risk the end of the world.

{A Shadowed Life}

Nightfall came quick and Harry stood next to Tom on a hill overlooking the castle. Remus and Sirius just behind them with the inner circle just, behind them. The battle ahead of them seemed to be a switch for Harry. The air permeated with the build of excitement and bloodlust. A feeling he was familiar with as Briar Rose and he wanted nothing more than to start painting the battlefield red.

He couldn't help but shiver in delight his mind raking over the spells he could use, both old and new. Bella stepped up next to him grabbing his hand and twining their fingers together. She was excited too and he could tell it by the trembling he could feel in the hand clasped to his.

"It will be like old times, shall we make the parody of death?" She grinned widely.

Harry gave a responding grin back, "Yes, let's show them just how much blood we can spill."

Voldemort turned to their people, "Dumbledore has most likely hidden the giants in the forest. The werewolves will draw them out when the signal is given. When Harry and I bring the wards down, the flash of their falling will be the signal to attack so be, ready."

Harry looked to Remus and Sirius before speaking lowly to them, "Find Molly and Arthur, make sure neither perish in this battle. I do not care about Ron… and do not attempt to save him if he engages in battle."

They nodded as Harry let go of Bella who shadowed them like a bodyguard would. Voldemort raised his hands and Harry cast his spell to share what he saw with Tom before, he to lifted, his hands and went to work on the wards. Tom made a soft sound as he looked at the golden shield around the castle. He looked at Harry a question in his eyes and Harry's nod was confirmation that yes he indeed saw things like this all the time. Tom smirked with pride at his little dragon before they started the slow work of unwinding the wards.

Harry grimaced as he saw the amount of spell work woven into the wards. They slowly separated the natural wards from the wizard made wards and before long, Harry was smile in triumph as he and Tom ripped the wards apart. A bright flash of light filled the area and then all hell broke loose. Spells of white started firing off behind them towards the building as Bella's insane laughter filled the air.

She quickly took Harry's hand as she dragged him towards the castle to the battle that awaited them. Teachers were rushing out of the building as well as some order members as their army came into the courtyard. The two groups clashed and Harry could hear the howls of the werewolves as they took on the giants. The first person for Harry to battle was none other the Kingsley Shacklebolt, the dark skinned man immediately through curses at him meant to harm.

Harry wasn't wearing his robes all he wore was his open back shirt and black pants and combat boots. Over tope of the cloth was the armor the elves made for him. The armor would deflect less harmful spells and those meant to bind him. His wings flexed, also clad in armor along the ridge and tips of his wings, making them into deadly blades. His tail had strips of scale like armor to give him free movement with it and to cause serious harm with the blades on their side of the spade on his tail. His bangs were swept to one side showing off his lightning bolt scar for all to see.

Kingsley was a hard man to intimidate, but when Harry started throwing wordless and wandless spells at him that he didn't know he started to lose face. He could seem many on the Order's side glance over at them only to become gob smacked when they noticed Harry on the Dark side of the war. He loved seeing their faces as all hope just seemed to leave them in one fell swoop. Harry had been right that Dumbledore had told no one of Harry's change in, sides in the war or what was truly going on. Harry's smirk spread into a wild smile that showed off his dragon canines as he threw his favorite cutting hex at the man before him.

Unable to stop the spell even with the shield he had up, Kingsley was struck hard with the spell that seemed to mar his entire being a cuts ranging from small to thick. Another spell struck shortly after, taking advantage of his shock and his stomach suddenly had a hole within it. Blood gushed out and down his frame before he collapsed in the ever growing puddle of his own blood.

Bella rang out a loud laughter that got Harry going as he turned to his next victim, bringing them down rather quickly. The courtyard was chaos and the Death Eaters were taking out a page in Harry's book with their brutality to their enemies. The stone was become more and more blood soaked with both sides fallen warriors. Roars echoed in the sky as Drakes attacked the towers where wizards and Witches that had sided with Dumbledore tried to help out of reach of the battle, only to cry out in despair when the Drakes attacked them. Dumbledore had yet to show up and Harry knew he could not escape because Tom had made sure to put up anti-apparation wards that extended a good distance from the castle.

Harry was getting angry with these pathetic people who came up against him yelling traitor as they went. They were easily disposed of as Harrys spells burned, cut, exploded, and made an our right mess as they came in contact with the victim at the end of his wand. His latest victim's blood was showering down on him and Bella, as they exploded in a rain of blood and gore. Harry's smile had faded and a cold emotion was plastered on his face. The wet sound of flesh slapping against blood covered stones made his eyes shimmer in mirth.

Bodies of dragons, giants, wizards, and other mythical creatures littered the area. Those who were not powerful enough to stand up to their opponent were killed swiftly and without remorse. The larger the being the more blood was spilled. At some point the Centaurs had shown up, but it was surprising that instead of attacking the Dark side they attacked the Light. Amongst the Centaurs was a massive white mare, dressed in battle armor. She lead her heard without wavering and nodded to Harry for a moment and heard her soft voice in his mind.

"Greetings Dark Guardian, you have our aid. We cannot idly stand by and watch magic die, we shall help you and your mate. May the stars guide you both on your path," With that she turned and took on opponents that dared to get close to her.

Her warriors kept her protected just as his own did the same for him and Tom. Harry glanced over the area looking for Tom. He flicked his wand as someone who got to close, this time the burned and melted with blood-curdling screams, before Harry pulled the person's heart out of their chest. It made a light splashing splat sound as it landed in gore and blood. Dispassionate eyes glanced over the battlefield in search for his mate.

He froze, blood running cold as he watched Tom take on Dumbledore though he had no choice. The man was forcing Tom farther away from Harry and he growled in anger before a red spell zipped past his face. He stopped and slowly turned to the one who threw the spell, his lips pulling back into a sneer as he looked upon none other the Ronald Weasley.

"Your opponent is me Potter!" He yelled, though by the way he looked he could tell the boy was scared shitless.

"You're my opponent? Don't make me laugh… I could easily gut you like a fish Ronald Weasley. I have worked hard to get where I am at. I sought knowledge while you complained and loafed around like a damned fool. Always seeking to blame others for your pitiful accusations," Harry spat, Avada Kedavra Green eyes glowing with anger and hatred.

Ron's face went pale before turning red, "That never would have happened if you'd just told me!"

Harry lifted a brow, "My once best Mate shouldn't have had to of had me tell him. He would have figured it out… just as Hermione had."

Ron's eyes went wide, "But… I…"

Harry laughed then, "Just like you Ron… you never try. Never while I was at Hogwarts did I try to find trouble and I never accused a Slytherin of something unless it was true. However, you on the other hand did just that and more…I gave you hints and chances and now I'm done."

Ron's eyes went wide as Harry started throwing spells even ones he didn't know both wandless and wordless. He was struggling under the onslaught of spells that never relented. He stared into the eyes of his once friend until suddenly his wand arm was completely missing and he was screaming in pain under Harry's violent gaze. Harry looked into his eyes and cast Ligilimens on the red head, delving into his mind to see everything he'd ever done and Ron screamed under the spell.

Harry jerked back when he realized the redhead was under some heavy compulsion charms and so placed suggestions by Dumbledore. He growled and his magic pushed Ron away from him, sending him sprawling. He glared at the younger male, who would not be getting back up to fight anytime soon if ever. His wand arm lay on the ground detached from his body, blood pouring from his wound. Harry knew it was possible he could either live or die if he left him as he was.

He turned his back on Ron, "I'll show mercy this once Ronald… but fight against us after this and you will die. Remember your life is in my hands and I spared you this once."

Ron cried, but said nothing as Harry and Bella moved away from him. He stalked closer to the headmaster, Ropax swooping down to pick up people out of his master's way, both fur and feathers were soaked in red blood. Harry took a step back as another of the Drakes fell dead with a loud thump mixed with the wet sound of blood splashing up from the stone. He stared down at the carcass that now lay before him. He felt anger for his fallen comrade and he looked around at all those who had died. So much magical waist and they would have to rebuild it once again. He stepped around his fallen brethren and started back on his path to stop the one man who kept drawing this fight out longer and longer.

It was when he was almost several feet away from him that Dumbledore somehow struck Tom with a spell. Harry could see blood squirt from the wound that was now going down along Tom's front at a diagonal slash. Harry froze in shock, never having thought that his strong and powerful mate could fall to the other wizard. It was a moment before pure white hot anger filled him and he turned livid eyes on the man advancing on his lover and mate.

His battle cry filled the air and everything around them seemed to stop. All battles ceased as Harry threw a violent spell colored green and red. Dumbledore had barely any time to block it and he stared wide-eyed at Harry, who was prowling forward in all his blood covered glory. Everyone sound had stopped other than their battle. Everyone one was waiting with baited breath as they stood off against each other, waiting to see what the outcome may be.

"You will die Dumbledore!" Harry spat.

"Oh, Harry what have they done to you," The man said in what could only be assumed as a sad tone, but Harry wasn't fooled it didn't reach the man's eyes.

"YOU DID THIS TO ME!" He threw a few nasty hexes at the old man who had a hard time deflecting them, since quite a few made it past his shields. "YOU left me to the Dursley's… kept forcing me back! YOU knew they were abusing me and raping me and yet you did nothing!" Harry's chilling eyes watched him in pure anger as he heard gasps from those witnessing their fight, "YOU forged a fake prophecy and forced me to go against my SOUL MATE! You conjured up lies and deceit, you used people and pushed compulsion charms on a child and planted suggestions so to keep him under your boot!" More spells went flying as one of his eventually knocked the old coot on his arse. He smiled darkly, "You condoned torture on a child! You were also killing magic! All of this," He waved his arms at everyone standing there listening and watching, "is dying!"

"You killed them too!" He shot back as he got up, Harry having let him.

"No Dumbledore you don't get it. My people fought to save magic, you were smothering it, choking and killing it slowly with your idiocy. Hogwarts and the land around it is also dying and I plan to breed magic and help it flourish…if I don't then everything will die," Harry hissed.

"So if you can't save it you plan to kill everyone?" He questioned eyes hard and all grandfatherly emotion was gone.

Harry lashed out with his magic, his body shifting as he stepped towards the old fool after he'd fallen over again, this time with cuts all over his old wrinkled form. Harry tossed his wand to Bella and she caught it, before his body exploded into his dragon form. Everyone gasped as they heard the rough sounding voice that crept into their heads.

~Fool, when magic dies everything dies. I will have no say in it, this is not just simple revenge on you anymore…I'm doing what I was born to do~ He lunged forward jaws snapping as Dumbledore used a spell that only tossed Harry's head to the side.

He hissed in anger as Dumbledore started attacking Harry with all he could. Electricity bounced off the blood beneath their feet, shocking Dumbledore with enough pain to cause his to cry out in pain. Harry's body coiled to strike like that of a snake. His eyes narrowed in his lust for blood. Black fur glistening with the wetness of the blood on his form as he snapped his jaws once more, catching part of Dumbledore's robs and ripping them down one side. The garment was barely hanging on, on one the one side as he coiled back again when a few spells struck his hide, causing gashes to appear only fueling Harry's anger as he lashed out with his tail.

The old man wasn't fast enough as his tail wrapped around the man's arms, pinning them to his sides. Fighting had picked up around them again, but this time less people were fighting back knowing this was a lost cause and there was nothing to fight for anymore. He looked at the old man who stared up at him in defeat and fear.

~Now…you will die Albus Dumbledore~ He hissed as he watched regret and sorrow pass over the old man's face.

With that Harry's maw came down on the man's upper body and bit down hard. The sound of a scream cut off, with the sound as though someone was choking on something wet seeped passed Harry's teeth. Blood oozed out of his maw and the sound of a wand clattering to the ground filled the air. He tugged hard at the same time he electrocuted Dumbledore causing a blood curdling wet scream to leave Dumbledore before there was a cracking and a wet tearing sound as Harry ripped him in two.

Harry spat out the old fool before he set the corpse on fire. Albus Dumbledore was no more, with cold emotionless eyes he stared down at the burning corpse and then turned to his mate. Nuzzling him as Bella worked to help her sister to save him. The spell was one Dragon healing didn't seem to have an effect on, but judging by the progress Narcissa was making she was faring far better than Tom's healing was.

Harry nuzzled the side of Tom's face in worry, "Is… he… dead?"

~Yes~ was the simple reply.

"Good, the damned bastard got what he deserved," Tom hissed, angry that the old fool had pulled one over on him.

Harry made a throaty chuckle before sighing and looking over as the last of Dumbledore's army slowly gave up their fight against the Dark Lord and Harry, ~It's finally over love~

Tom smirked, "Yes, it truly is."

Harry watched on as Narcissa healed Tom, his eyes raking over the bloody field before them. Corpses both, big and small, creature and human, young and old littered the courtyard in a gruesome parody of blood, guts, torn flesh, and bones. Most of the blood was probably from the fallen Drakes and Giants. They still made it out with at least a little over half of what they'd had to start with. He'd been surprised by the shear amount of people that had come to help Dumbledore. Now… they would have to rebuild the lost blood and magic that this war had caused.

The fight was over, their battles won, and a history that would forever tell of the boy and his mate, that made a bloody battle field, in front of Hogwarts to save magic.

Next Chapter- Arise From Ashes

Next chapter will be the last and Final Chapter of this story :3

≷• ܫ•≶ -Nyan

Well everyone that is it for this chapter. Looking forward to your R&R's. See you all soon!