Disclaimer: All characters, names, settings etc belong to their respective copyright holders, only much of the convoluted plot, Night Wolf and a few other things are of my own creation (but inspired from many things under copyright, which aren't mine).

Chapter 35

Birmingham unfolded the note from Remus Lupin which had been delivered some time the previous night courtesy of Harry's owl.

As per request: Alpha One / Greyhound Leader…

Dumbledore has been prosecuted (in a closed session) sentence follows:

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore has been

Stripped of all titles

All personal funds will be redirected to those he's stolen from

Any remaining funds will be redistributed to those harmed by his machinations particularly; Lord Harry Potter, the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the Ministry of Magic UK and Magical Organisations in Europe and America

He may not hold any rank within the ministry for the rest of his days, he may not hold any position of power for the rest of your days in any area of the world, magical or muggle.

All property deeds are to be transferred to remaining family members (and they may not) return them to him.

He will be accompanied by no less than two aurors when he entesr any magical facility, area or household, institution or other area of magic.

He may not leave the bounds of the United Kingdom without written permission from the Minister of Magic UK and the Minister of Magic or other individual in similar position in the country he wants to travel to.

All his wands are to be destroyed and the ashes spread around the world.

Dumbledore will be held within a Gringotts detention cell until the war is over,

Wizarding media will be informered (according to Harry) just after Hogwarts has begun.

Moony.

Birmingham thought on the outcomes listed in the letter as he leaned back in his chair.

He'd discuss it with the Brigadier later, at the moment he was conferencing with the Gibson Desert and Northern Hightlands facilities.

Birmingham could think of several outcomes which hadn't occurred for Dumbledore; extradition would be an excellent idea. The Death Penalty didn't 'officially' exist within the Ministry of Magic, even when he'd been there everyone was placed within Azkaban and your surroundings killed you.

If Dumbledore was going to be out in the normal so called 'muggle' world it wouldn't be diffuclt to have a team 'clean' him up…

But the UN and UNIT frowned upon things such as that and assassinations were rarely sanctioned.

For now Dumbledore was within Gringotts, and was most likely going to stay that way…if he was Harry he'd let Dumbledore out for a little bit to appear before the media to lure out Voldemort…but he would probably remain in detention until the wars' end.

But after he would most likely be moved out to some town away from any magical sources…then if not one of their teams MI5 could monitor him as a potential 'terrorist'…

--//

A few days later a second owl arrived, this time from Harry.

Troop numbers are currently unknown by the order, according to Moody (after he tried firing a bunch of shots at me), there are known groups operating outwards from an unknown location.

He says he knows they're not operating from Little Hangleton…

Moody supposes they're operating from one of the Pureblood's houses…(just not the one's I've attacked). See map attached, I've tried to mark in where Moody supposes they might be located…but he's still pretty paranoid neither Bill nor Tonks were around for me to interrogate.

This coming weekend is a Hogsmede weekend, I've checked with Remus, he's got nothing on, would this be a good time to meet so I can explain it all with Colonel Jones along as well?

Last Raven

--//

Lethbridge Stewart walked up the tower delivering the letter to the owl himself.

He was doing it himself rather than delegating it to some one else, mainly because he wanted to, to get away from the paper workd that littered his desk once more.

Alistair sighed as he gave the owl who stared at him with far too old and knowing eyes, some days he just wanted to be out 'fighting the good fight' out in the field.

But then he wouldn't be here making sure that those who fought the good fight didn't die in the process and that was what made him work just as hard as they did.

--//

"Target code name Moony arrival in North East alley; arrival wand user apparition. Target approaching meeting point."

"Received, continue monitoring all points, I want to know if we have any breaches, stay focused for Last Raven." Jones muttered, he was sitting in a land rover outside one of the houses, it was dirty, scratched and looked like it belonged on a farm.

Which was the point.

Colonel David Jones didn't need to wait long he glanced at the screen propped against the dashboard from a camera hidden in the side of his land rover.

There was a swirl of coalescing blackness which resolved itself moments later into the person.

"Target code name Last Raven arrival in north alley way; arrival unique to target. Target is…"

Jones looked at the screen, Harry had walked out of the alley before pausing and leaning against a building looking slowly and carefully around the area, he continued to do this, Jones noticed how much he tensed as a car drove through the village before relaxing, Jones noted that Harry's hand didn't leave his inner pocket where Jones knew Harry would have a weapon or more likely weapons concealed.

"Target is approaching meeting point."

"Received, continue surveillance, record any other…appearances. Do not engage."

"Received"

"Sam have you got the parabolic mic set up?"

"Moving into position now sir…targets are moving around…got a pretty clear signal, but I'm getting some wash in from the juke box and other ancillary noise."

"Received what channel are we one?"

"Channel 6 sir."

"Received."

"You couldn't have that at Hogwarts?" Lupin exclaimed, Jones could hear rather loud munching, they had considered bugging the pub, but this village was useful for a covert meet or two and the Brigadier had authorised only one team for security and monitoring purposes…but just in case as events were really beginning to move along it paid to be quite careful in the lead up towards the execution of Harry's plan…and to be doubly sure that it was Harry Potter and Remus Lupin there.

"Hogwarts is brilliant, the elves to a great job, a fantastic job, better than anywhere…"

"Isn't that good?" Lupin asked curiously once more.

"But sometimes you're left wanting, after all that great food you want something a bit rough around the edges, something that's not perfect, and that makes it better than all that glorious perfectly cooked food. You begin to want something that had maybe been a little burnt, an egg that is a little too runny or a bit over cooked. Do you want a piece?"

Jones smiled to himself, only Harry could discuss something in such a passionate yet irrelevant manner for so long.

"So you want something imperfect, something which a whole kitchen worth of people haven't worked on to perfection." Lupin asked ponderously.

Jones found himself nodding to that statement, perfection was never really perfect and from what he had read of the house elves…anything created by them would be so perfect…he shrugged to himself.

"Exactly. Look around the table the next time you eat, the potatoes are always perfectly soft, melt in your mouth, the meat is always cooked to perfection, the salad everything is balanced exactly."

Jones clicked the radio back to the other channel as he got out of the land rover.

"Continue surveillance, retrieving targets. Out."

Jones walked into the pub making a bee line toward the two, Lupin was staring at Harry in a slightly annoyed 'I give up arguing with you' manner.

"You're a bit odd Harry." Remus chuckled at Harry.

"But aren't we all." Jones said from a small distance behind them, Harry turned around and Jones started walking toward the door.

Jones got in the land rover and waited a moment as Harry and Remus Lupin got in, Remus sat in the back while Harry joined him at the front.

"So how's everything going with…" Harry paused for a second as Jones drove out of the village, Jones turned to look to Harry who seemed to be thinking on the correct word to use without letting on anything about his 'plan'.

"The plan and the stuff about the plan…"

"Good…you've created a lot of paper work for the Brig."

"He said it was all good with Geneva!" Harry exclaimed with a smile in his defence.

"He would have probably done it without Geneva's approval Harry, and there'd probably be just as much paper work."

"Yeah but still, at least I came up with a way to sort it out…"

"Yeah…still keeping yourself fighting fit…"

"Yeah…"

"And the larger you had for lunch?" Jones said with a smile.

Harry punched him lightly on the arm.

"Hey, I have a lot of stuff on my mind…"

"Plans to make, schemes to plot…" Jones chuckled.

--//

"Harry where is this?" Remus Lupin who had been silent the trip to the Inferno site asked in a slightly worried voice as they passed the various military warning signs on the way into the site, Jones made a mental not to have some of them removed…'Danger Nuclear Materials' didn't really lend itself to making you feel secure…not that there were any nuclear materials, there hadn't been any there since the 70s when the nuclear reactor had been operating, but with the close of operations it had all bee dismantled and removed.

"I'll tell you once we get in there."

Jones stopped the land rover between some wooden pallets from which you could see much of the facility.

"No one can hear us right?" Harry him as they got out. Remus looked between him and Harry, Jones thought the question was probably more for Remus Lupin's benefit that Harry's.

"Nup, there's an air exclusion zone, no one can get in or out." He nodded upwards, Remus glanced to the sky thoughtfully.

"Good, Remus this is where I want to have the final battle with Voldemort." Harry said gesturing around an odd smile on his face.

"Ok…" Remus said slowly. "How Harry?" Remus said.

Harry took a deep breath… Jones watched Remus and wondered how he would cope with the ideas.

"I don't want you to go mad, so you know just take a deep breath and think for a moment." Remus stared at Harry's after he made that comment.

"What are you planning Harry?" Remus asked in a moderately worried tone.

"I'm going to lead him here." Harry began to pace before stopping and leaning against one of the pallets. Remus opened his mouth to ask but Harry continued. "By releasing the details of Dumbledore, he'll probably send me a message, even if he doesn't I'll send one wanting to talk maybe I'll seem a little naïve about the whole thing, either way he'll come in force."

Jones nodded it wasn't that bad, Remus didn't look all that well though.

"The order, everyone, even Ron and Hermione will be here to contain the people, and whatever else he brings; that's Trolls, the Giants who've taken his side, any vampires that are left, everyone." Harry paused in his enlightenment of 'the plan', Lupin looked quite worried.

"Then I'm going to battle him." Harry said simply.

"You're going to battle him." Lupin repeated in the voice that said he really wasn't sure about all of this and even if he was he wasn't takin it all that well.

"Then trap him inside something and spray him with liquid nitrogen, freezing him. Then I'm going to transmat him into a box, take him to another galaxy." Harry paused.

"Another galaxy." Remus repeated and looked to the sky. Jones looked too and wondered what was so fascinating…or maybe Lupin was expecting the sky to fall and it all be a dream.

"That's where I was for that month I was away." Harry said by way of an explanation.

Lupin just nodded slowly sniffing the air and then decided to take great lung fulls. Jones watched carefully, Lupin wasn't hyperventilating…just yet.

"Then Voldemort is going to be turned back into his wholesome self…" Harry continued seemingly unaware, or just ploughing on with his explanation.

"So he suffocates in space?" Remus suddenly said with a hope in his voice.

"Whatever organic portion of his soul survived without a body the last time… so I've got a plan to eliminate him totally." Now Harry paused and held up his hands in a 'wait' manner. "Now this next bit is going to sound a little extreme."

Jones snorted he couldn't help that, Harry's plan didn't just sound extreme it was mad…when you said it simply of course…when explained it was a totally…not mad but certainly thorough plan…

"I don't even know what you would call extreme Harry…" Lupin started to say.

"I'm going to remove a section of the sun's mass." Lupin looked at him blankly. Harry sighed.

"I'm going to blow up a sun, complete totally obliterating Voldemort."

Lupin swore, a long set of expletives Jones raised an eyebrow, in at least 2 languages and at least one other obscure dialect, then leaned over breathing heavily.

"This isn't our sun?" He finally said after a moment or two.

"No. In fact you can't even see its light from Earth." David felt he'd better add.

"Remus I told you. Because have clearance for me to tell you this. I need you to help me convince the Order…when the time is right." Harry said carefully.

Lupin leaned against the land rover's bonnet he appeared to be trying not to break into hysterics.

Jones thought now was the best time to break in with some related news and break the ice on the whole 'blow up a sun' thing which was for some a strange concept, but Jones had been working in Night Wolf and UNIT for far too long for that to be a real problem

"Harry, the Brig says that the missile is ready, the Dwarf Star Alloy is ready…but we're going to leave it to the last moment to turn into a portkey, which means it's going to be done on the ship and transmatted to the missile your craft will carry." Jones said casually.

Harry nodded while watching Lupin stare off into the distance breathing heavily.

"What about the box?"

"The Brig got a report from the Gibson Desert facility. They need another 2 weeks to finish it and then incorporate it into your craft, the Brig suggests getting Shadow Blaze down there ASAP." Jones stated.

"I'll do that tomorrow. Anything else?" Harry said looking at Remus.

"The Brig wanted you and I, and him to discuss what my team will be doing here, plus minor details, how you're going to get him and hold him in the exact position for the transmat…that sort of thing." Jones said casually, considering Harry had just explained bits of how he was going to do that to Lupin, Jones wanted to know exactly what Harry had in mind.

"I'm working on it, I'll have to ask the Brig about the shielding wood, whether they've got some lying around from our P788 trip, that should be able to hold him." Harry ran a hand through his hair and looked from Jones to Lupin.

"And let you get the liquid N through?" Jones asked curiously.

"Probably. I'll do some tests, tomorrow." Harry walked over to Remus and patted him on the back. "Now do you see why I've hung off on telling anyone?" Harry asked with a smile to Jones.

"Harry if I didn't know you already, I would say this was insane." Lupin coughed.

"I hope there's a but coming." Harry said in an amused tone.

"But, knowing you, this is a plan…and if it gets rid of Voldemort and stops him coming back then it's a brilliant plan. It's still mad." Lupin said finally.

"So can you convince them?" Harry asked looking at Remus.

"Maybe…" He said slightly unsure.

"Without telling them everything I've told you." Harry added.

"When?" Lupin finally sighed in resignation.

"When Dumbledore's status gets out to the media."

"You mean the Prophet?"

"And the WWN." Harry added.

"I'll have to bring them here, Moody and Tonks will want to plan it all out."

"Fine, that's fine right?" Harry turned to Jones, he nodded.

"Already cleared."

"Good. Well tomorrow I'm going to drop in on some people, and by Monday the news will be out, Voldemort will wait a few days maybe a week then I wait a few days before replying and then it should all be a go." Harry said countig the days off on his hand.

"Cutting it fine, what if Voldemort doesn't take the bait?" Jones asked.

"I was thinking that too." Lupin added.

"Voldemort is many things, he likes to gloat, seeing Dumbledore struck down like that, plus it makes for the best time to…" Harry trailed off before smiling "'Recruit me', I've thought this through." Harry said making air quotes.

"I'll drive you back into town." Jones offered after a moment.

"Why can't we leave from here?" Lupin asked seemingly recovered enough.

"Ah! I knew I'd forgetting something." Harry exclaimed. "Obviously if this is going to be a trap, and if I'm going to pick a location randomly to have our battle it's got to be free of magic, hence the driving."

"Like your house." Lupin stated. That must be his house in Australia, Jones thought to himself.

"Yes…so that's another thing that you'll have to tell the order about." Harry added.

"That's a long walk from the village." Lupin said with a frown.

"Meet in the village then disillusioned on brooms. Like when I was rescued from the Durseley's." Harry said with a shrug.

Remus nodded. "Moody will appreciate that. Still seems like a wonky plan, what if he doesn't bring all his forces?"

"I'm still a threat, the Station proved that, I'm betting he will, if he's coming alone he will expect me to bring some people, but not everyone, which is partly where Jones's team comes in." Harry said as they got into the land rover.

"My team, I was wondering when…" Jones trailed off, he knew what he personally had in mind but he wondered what Harry and his devious mind had in mind.

"Snipers as far away as you can get, you'll be picking out his followers, the stragglers and whatever so they don't notice before it's too late." Jones nodded, that was what he had in mind…they'd just need to be sure to hit the people in masks, and the really quite tall and ugly people.

"There'll also need to be anti-apparition wards which we can snap up among other things, I'm sure the Order will have some ideas."

"It's not so insane Harry…" Remus started to say.

"Oh goody." Harry deadpanned.

"But I'm going to have a hard time convincing Moody of what the outcome will be."

"He knows the prophecy." Harry said with a shrug.

"That doesn't guarantee you to win." Remus said solemnly.

"No but it will guarantee Moody of an outcome." Harry smiled sweetly.

Jones raised an eyebrow, an outcome…either Harry dies fighting or he lives, not the best kind of outcome.

"Fine…I'll work on him." Lupin said after a moment and climbed back into the land rover.

"Good." Harry smiled to himself.

Jones drove back towards the village and before pulling down into a small lane and into a driveway of an old, yet well kept and currently empty house.

"This is UNIT safe house, it can be used as your staging area for your Order…Remus…" Jones reached over and grabbed a post it not that he'd stuck on the dash it contained a set of coordinates, according to his briefings with Birmingham the wand'rs could 'apparate' using coordinates. He passed it back to Lupin and got out of the land rover.

"For apparating?" Lupin asked once they were out.

"So we can leave from here?" Harry said.

Jones nodded.

"Thank you for the lift Colonel Jones…Harry I'll see you back at Hogwarts." Harry nodded and with a pop Remus disappeared.

"Can you tell the Brig I'll be over tomorrow?" Harry asked,

"Sure Harry…I heard about your Thylacine training, good work." Jones said with a smile.

"Ever thought about it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Nah, more of a ground person, two feet on the ground walking around…all that space…I want to be inside something bigger than a car. If I'm fighting something."

"It's brilliant…amazing…I think I ran out of adjectives to describe it."

"I'll see you tomorrow Harry, or should that be Sorcerer Pilot Officer Potter?" Jones said with a smile.

"If you want Colonel Jones. Ta ta…" Harry gave a wave like a performer and disappeared silently into the wind.

--//

Lethbridge Stewart looked at the trolley of materials that Harry had 'requisitioned', himself, Birmingham and Harry were outside, Birmingham was looking at the quickly sketched plan on a piece of paper while Harry explained the finer points.

"So I was thinking how I was going to hold Voldemort…liquid nitrogen…it's fine enough to go through a shield, all I have to do is manoeuvre Voldemort into the right spot…"

"The transmat coordinates." Lethbridge Stewart stated suddenly.

"Yeah…then activate the shield which should stop him from cursing be and hold him for long enough to spray him with it…and then simple as transmatting him up…"

Lethbridge Stewart nodded, it was…an interesting solution, one that could only come from the Harry Potter that was standing before him.

The other materials on the trolled was a spade, a canister of oxygen and several off cuts of the P788 wood.

Harry was already starting to dig as he explained further.

"But I'm not stupid enough to think it'll work, that's why I asked Birmingham to come along and test it, both ways, me inside the shield and cursing outwards and Birmingham spraying the oxygen in and …"

"And me standing in the shield spraying out…"

"Just to cover every eventuality…"

After an hour of two and a bit of coughing here and there it was ascertained that it would in fact work.

Lethbridge Stewart nodded to himself and pushed up the second trolled he'd asked for, and had been leaning on.

"Now you want to try the liquid nitro Harry?" Birmingham asked with a smile.

"Yes preferably without me inside thank you Birmingham." Harry muttered sarcastically.

"Here Harry, special delivery…" Lethbridge Stewart pushed up the trolley, on it was a pig…a whole, dead one, and beside it a tank of Liquid Nitrogen with all the various warning labels on it.

It took some simply levitation, rather than man handling to get the pig into the right position.

Then Harry took the thick hose aiming it at the pig that was propped up inside the shielded area.

"Protego!" Birmingham said next to him, the shields shimmered into life from the wood below them each seemingly bouncing from one another for a second.

"Now you just flick the leaver and…" Harry followed the Brig's directions.

Some of it seemed to flick off the shields but most of it flowed straight through covering and freezing the pig.

"10 seconds." The Brig said looking at a stop watch.

"10 seconds?" Harry said as the nitrogen ran out.

"That's how long it took to cover it effectively Harry."

"And that's the most workable size of tank also…you don't want a huge thing lying around a battle site." Birmingham state.

Harry nodded.

"One less thing to be concerned about…" Harry said pinching the brow of his nose and closing his eyes for a moment.

--//

A few scenes reused from chapters 50 and 51 of (Sorcery, UNITed, Independence, Space), but almost all of it has been re-written to express a new point of view in this story.

Thanks for reading.