Summary: Harry Potter has never been normal but now the "Boy-Who-Lived" has another thing that sets him apart from the normal Wizarding World. Two people from his past will return and unlock memories of new powers he's never been able to access or remember until now. These powers are more than enough to defeat Voldemort but along with them come new enemies and trouble. Will the new magic that Harry's accessed help or destroy everything that he holds dear?
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HP/SS, HG/RW, RL/SB (mentioned), DM/OC HP/OC (One-sided)
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Abuse, Violence, Swearing, Slash, AU, Bloody Gory Details, unedited grammar errors...
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Notes (1):
I'm sorry to say that this story will most likely not follow the story line of "The Half-Blood Prince" at all. Not only am I disappointed with the book, but also it messes up my storyline completely. Now this story is officially AU so I hope that you will still enjoy it anyway. I wish that I could follow the book, but it will only give me a severe case of writer's block!
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I don't have a beta right now. Siri02 is not available for whatever reason and I think that I really don't want a beta anymore. You will just have to deal with my errors until I go back and re-post some of these chapters. Humph (smiles)
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Devil's Snare
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Chapter Eleven: A Conversation Between Two Half-Devils
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Harry slowly woke to the feeling of magic brushing across his forehead, taking away the throbbing pain that still lingered after that odd mental attack. His eyes were blurry and unfocused and to his pain fogger mind, those hands weren't familiar.
He shifted slightly but another hand resting on his side held him in place. The grip was strong but not meant to be hurtful only to keep him still so as not to fall from the lap he was in and hurt himself more.
'Wait, a LAP?' Harry was sure that was what he was resting in, the comforting warmth from another being calming him down. He shook his head slightly to clear the fuzziness in his head and opened his mouth trying to get rid of the odd cottony feeling.
Finally his vision cleared a bit more and he could see a flash of red hair. A pale shape that he assumed was a hand threw the lock back over its owner's shoulder, which was broad by the way. So, his rescuer was male and NOT a Weasley. None of them had hair as long as that or as dark.
Harry reached with a questing hand to his neck missing the weight of Saengen draped on his shoulders. He vaguely began to panic; what if he had crushed the familiar when he fell over. He tried to sit up and was hit by a wave of dizziness. Those hands were back trying to pull him down so he wouldn't be sick on the floor.
"You took a nasty fall, Sinner. We can't have the Prince of Hell getting a concussion can we?"
The voice was definitely male and Harry would even go as far to say sensuous.
Harry's rescuer smirked at the light blush that slowly covered the young half-devil's face and ran a slender hand through Harry's long hair. "Like my voice, Sinner?"
Harry groaned in annoyance at the title, "Sinner". It reminded him too much about his place in all of this mess that he was in.
After about ten minutes of rest and the calm stroking of his hair Harry felt a bit better and was free to slowly make his way into a sitting position and strong arms were holding him up against a firm chest. Harry twisted around in the other man's arms and finally was able to see his face.
A man not much older than him sat there his long dark auburn hair was nearly as long as Harry's. His skin had a tan that was slightly darker than Harry's own that he had recently acquired. He was slender but had noticeable muscles and was a startlingly beautiful for a male.
His eyes were what grabbed Harry's attention. They were a deep turquoise with odd amber streaks through them, as if they were clouds drifting over the greenish-blue mixture that was his eyes. In short, they were beautiful.
The devil purred in Harry's ear and his breath ghosted over the boy's neck. He trembled and the devil murmured,
"Like what you see and hear? I'm so delectable am I not, Prince?"
"Ugh! Please stop calling me any sort of title! I do have a name, and I do believe that it is Harry. Got that? H-A-R-R-Y. Not Sinner, nor Prince, nor Hell Master, any of that lot!"
"Well, H-A-R-R-Y, my name is S-A-E-N-G-E-N." It took Harry a couple of seconds to spell out the odd name and then his eyebrows shot to his hairline.
"Yes, yes, the angel's familiar, or so you think. I posed as her familiar to learn information about this situation that you are in and I decided to help you. I'm not that loyal to her, I'd rather be on your side."
Harry looked at his skeptically and the other devil smiled slightly. "Of course I made it look like I wanted to keep information from you. She might even know that I'm not entirely loyal to her, but that doesn't matter anymore."
Avenairu was accessing the other devil's magic and his voice sounded in Harry's mind.
This rogue is a half-devil turned into a true devil. You might be able to trust him for now but be wary.
"A synthetic half-devil?" Harry murmured under his breath.
Saengen turned his amber-streaked eyes to Harry and narrowed them a bit. "Avenairu doesn't trust me does he? Just because I chose to throw away my useless human half doesn't mean that I can't be trusted."
They sat there in silence for a few minutes, Harry still in the other devil's arms not really paying attention to that fact other than the fact that eh was comfortable and beginning to fall asleep. He let his thoughts drift to the earlier parts of the day.
Harry turned his gaze towards the window watching silently as raindrops slowly began to cloud over his view of the rapidly darkening sky. Thunder rolled in the distance and the less than pleasant weather reflected his sour mood. Even though Snape had somehow been able to convince him that James would have accepted the fact that he was homosexual even though during school the deceased wizard had tormented his own oddity, Harry still felt as if he had disappointed his father in some way.
'If Dad were still alive now, would he accept me like Snape said?' the half-devil mused to himself, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair which as always fell into his eyes when it wasn't tied back. While he slept at night, he always lost hair ties in his sleep. Dessmona had just smiled and told him that she was getting tired of making/finding new ones for him to use.
Turning his thoughts back to his earlier musings, Harry himself wasn't at ease about his sexual preferences, especially with the way his aunt and uncle had rambled on about his abnormities. Homosexuality wasn't accepted in the Muggle world and Harry wasn't sure about how wizards felt about it. He didn't have the courage to ask Snape about it since he wasn't even comfortable about it himself yet.
'I'll most likely never tell the rest of my friends,' Harry thought gloomily. 'They would take it the wrong way anyway.' He thought about that for a few more seconds. 'Maybe Hermione would try to understand, but Ron would hate me.' Harry scoffed. 'More than he does now, anyway.'
Saengen tightened his hold on the boy and gently shook him awake. Harry groaned in annoyance and then Saengen said something that he knew would wake up the other boy.
"You know, Sinner, most Devils are bi-sexual if not fully attracted to the same sex. It matters not to us what the gender is but the power levels and rank. I'm homosexual for example, and if any short minded humans cared about that I would have no thoughts about their discomfort what so ever."
Even though that was reassuring, it was something that Harry had already known. That was in Hell, not here on earth. He wasn't even sure what the Wizarding world thought about homosexuality. He was sure that Snape would be able to tell him because they shared the same preferences, but just because the man had comforted him earlier that day didn't mean that Harry could just waltz right into the Potion Master's room and ask such a thing.
'He would just scoff at me and accuse me of being ignorant about the world I'm in and my own mental capacity,' Harry grumbled in his head.
"You're being too pensive, and I think that what you're thinking about isn't a good thing, Sinner."
Harry rolled his eyes and gave Saengen a half-heart glare.
"Would you please stop calling me that title? I hate it."
Saengen just shrugged his shoulders and pulled a strap of dark silk out of a hidden pocket in his jacket. He pulled back his luscious hair and tied it into a ponytail close to the middle of his head. The hair that wasn't quite long enough to stay back fell into his face framing it. He smirked as Harry watched and flipped the hair over his shoulder.
"While you're enjoying your view, Sinner," He smirked at Harry whose glare intensified "We should venture out of this crusty room and find your angel. She's wondering where you are, so are those two humans you converse with."
Harry slowly got to his feet with Saengen's assistance. "I don't understand how you can call them humans when you yourself are a half-devil."
The crimson-haired demon just put an arm around Harry's shoulders and stretched out his hand in front of him to open the door magically.
"I traded my human side so my devil side could be completed. I'm still viewed as half devil and my appearance makes it obvious. You should know that most devils have black hair and very dark eyes, either blue or black. None have had your electric green and certainly not my turquoise-ish mix with amber streaks."
Harry just nodded; Saengen did have a point.
They made their way down stairs and practically ran into Hermione whose eyes widened at the sight of Saengen. The devil was towering over her and Harry who was taller now himself was a bit short next to the red-haired man in front of her.
"Harry what happened, are you alright?" Her brown eyes surveyed Saengen cautiously; even though the other was helping Harry to stand he might have been the one that put him in his tired state.
"Hermione, I'm fine. I passed out from some sort of vision and hit my head as well. Saengen watched over me until I woke and brought me down here."
Harry smiled as the witch's eyes widened even more when she heard Saengen's name. The devil in question just smirked and bowed his head in greeting to the teen.
"Nice to have made your acquaintance, Ms. Granger," amber-streaked eyes rising to the girl's face.
The brown-haired witch gasped stared at the taller devil. She turned her gaze towards Harry and he just gave her a sheepish grin.
"Well, I'm glad to have met you as well, I suppose." Hermione said with a nervous lilt to her voice.
The devil's eyes brightened and then he turned his gaze over to the next room where he had heard someone approaching.
Saengen's eyes focused on Draco who had just stepped into the room. He was brushing back a stray hair (he had stopped slicking it back) and his silver eyes rose to the sight of Harry, Hermione and the unknown figure in the other room.
'Ah, the posh blond has finally made an appearance. I'm going to enjoy this.'
Staring shamelessly at the other boy, Saengen smirked and his eyes flashed in interest at the blond wizard who raised an elegant eyebrow in return. The two of them just watched each other silently and then Saengen let Harry stand up on his own and moved towards Draco.
The blond looked at Harry who had Hermione as a means of support. Both of them had mildly amused looks on their faces and Draco looked slightly unsettled as the auburn devil stalked towards him as if he were a piece of meat that he wanted to devour.
When Saengen was about a foot away he began to stalk around Draco taking in every aspect of the wizard's features. Draco turned with him and even though it would have not effect he whipped out his wand and pointed it at the devil's chest.
"And just what do you think you are doing? You are in my personal space and I do not think that I gave you permission to be there."
Saengen just reached out and touched the side of Draco's face. The wizard started to jerk away but Saengen froze the boy by using his eyes. They flashed and the magic froze Draco in his tracks.
"W-What did you do!"
Saengen just smirked and ran a hand through the blonde's hair
"Well, if you're going to freeze me for no reason and get into my face you should at least give me your name." Draco was trying to fight the spell that the devil had cast on him and ignore the fact that the caress didn't feel all that bad… His wand was still pointing into the devil's chest but Saengen just smirked and moved closer as if he didn't mind having a stick of wood stabbing him in the chest.
Saengen narrowed his eyes and pulled away from Draco as he felt another magical presence enter the room. He didn't relinquish his hold on Draco and the boy still stood there with his wand extended towards nothing as the devil moved away from him and crossed his arms.
"S-Harry, it seems that your angel has come back to plague us again."
Hermione gave Harry a confused look when suddenly a burst of light came forth from the other side of the room. As it faded Dessmona's true form was visible; her aura was glowing and her beautiful wings were spread, gleaming. Her eyes were glowing brightly in power and the magic was a heavy weight in the room.
Saengen smirked and Dessmona narrowed her eyes at him.
"So you finally decided to reveal your real form and stop spying around?"
"Yeah, it got a little boring staying around your neck all day and not being able to transform. This is the longest I've ever been in my serpent form.
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Dessmona and Saengen sat next to each other quietly eating their food and then Harry sat down as well, taking some of the soup from the self-stirring pot and a slice of homemade bread. He set down his bowl on the table then went back in the kitchen to pour some milk into a glass and grab a spoon.
When Harry got settled at the table Hermione walked in and then Draco and Remus followed. Draco's eyes met Saengen's and the devil's eyes darkened a shade and he smirked at the blond, who in turn smirked right back with the lightest shade of blush that you could barely see only if you looked closely.
Surprisingly Snape wandered into the kitchen, but Mrs. Weasley could be heard behind him saying that he spent too much time holed up in his rooms with potions and that he had to eat. Harry couldn't help but snigger and the Potions Master narrowed his eyes at the amused half-devil.
Mrs. Weasley, Remus, Snape and Ron who had come in last were eyeing Saengen with curiosity. The devil didn't ignore their gazes but smiled and introduced himself with the same suave greeting that he gave Hermione and Draco.
Ron sputtered and nearly choked on his bread that he had dipped in steamy soup. His eyes widened and he shifted uncomfortably as the crimson-haired devil raised an arched eyebrow at the wizard.
"There's another one?" Ron yelled in outrage his face an unattractive shade of red. "What, are you trying to overrun the place?"
Harry hissed and Saengen sneered and Ron blanched. Hermione elbowed the boy in the side and Draco couldn't resist and kicked the boy from under the table.
Dessmona looked at the boy with annoyed eyes. "Ronald, you keep bringing this upon yourself. If I were them I might have lost my own self control by now, and my tolerance level is quite high."
Mrs. Weasley smacked the back of Ron's head and the boy blushed even more.
"How can you be so rude?"
Remus decided that a change of subject was in order. "So you were posing as Dessmona's familiar? I didn't think that someone could take the shape as someone else's familiar."
"That's just a form that I can take. We do have a bit of a connection that allows me to feel a bit of Dessmona's emotions and magic. I can share some of my magic with her and she with me, but only when I'm in my serpent form."
Remus nodded and Hermione piped up with, "You said that you used to be a half devil; how can you go from being a half to a whole devil?"
Saengen placed his spoon back into his bowl and swirled it around in the thick liquid, while he thought of an answer.
"Well, I chose to sacrifice my human side and gained new powers and abilities. I was cast out of my home by my own parents and decided that a life in Hell was better than anything they could give me. Say it's selfish but I like the new powers that I have and abilities. Of course it is very obvious to other true-devils that I'm not like them. Most devil's have black hair and very dark eyes; blue or just black. Rarely do devil's have any other eye color than those, so we are singled out. Just as I was telling S—Harry earlier, his brilliant eye color sets him apart from others if they pay close enough attention his aura is too unique due to his power levels.
"That's one way; another is that a woman can be raped and the child is a half-devil. They live out life a half-breed, and are scorned by humans and devils alike if they ever have the chance to enter Hell. They never have as much power as a true devil or a half devil that has powers given to them for a certain purpose.
"That leads to Harry's case. His powers were granted to him for a certain purpose and by chance and Fate. Avenairu is his own person and so is Harry. Avenairu's soul is connected to Harry's in a temporary bond that if Harry doesn't accept but keeps using the magic that his devil side provides it will eventually take many years off his lifespan which even though it is lengthened by being a half devil is taken back because the magic is too much of a wear upon his body."
All eyes turned to Harry who had been looking at Saengen intently, hoping that the other devil didn't reveal too much of his true powers and identity. He had nearly called him 'Sinner' earlier and that would have led to many more questions that couldn't be answered for their sake as much as his own.
Mrs. Weasley raised an eyebrow at Harry and gave him a very concerned look.
"Harry-dear, is there a reason why you don't accept Avenairu?"
Harry's eyes became shuttered and glazed over slightly in self-loathing.
"I would rather die than use all of Avenairu's destructive power on anyone, even a devil. I've been ordered to kill by Lucifer and every time, I let Avenairu have more control than usual so I become numb to it. I know that it's still my fault because it's still me doing it but still…"
Everyone at the table was regarding Harry with a mixture of pity and a bit of sadness. Snape and Ron were exceptions; Ron looked disgusted and Snape had a slightly thoughtful look on his face. Dessmona frowned at Harry and Saengen looked at his sympathetically.
"I knew there was something off about you when you fought. You let Avenairu have control? Do you realize how foolish that is? Even when you don't transform when you use powers that are mainly your other half's are still draining your life!" The angel was now rising out of her chair, her long hair spilling into her eyes, which were blazing with anger and power.
"How could you be so ignorant!"
Harry slammed down his spoon and nearly knocked down his bowl of soup as he rose to his feet. His hair whipped around as his power levels increased and his eyes blazed red.
"You are ignorant, you blasted angel! My counterpart knows the implications of actions! Don't try to undermine him."
Harry no longer stood there but Avenairu his voice echoing with power and everyone in the room could feel that same aura burning them. The room shook as if there were an earthquake and Harry began to take on a strange glow.
Dessmona moved away and just crossed her arms over her chest. Saengen had already stood up and held Avenairu in an arm lock. The half-devil let his magic flare and then Saengen let out a cry of pain and wrenched away from Harry. The half devil smirked in amusement.
"Try that again and the arms come off."
Avenairu sat down as if nothing had happened and smiled disarmingly. Harry was finally back in charge of his body and his eyes changed back to that shocking green.
Moments passed win a very tense fashion. No one spoke and Harry barely ate his food. He glanced up for a second and met Dessmona's condescending look and then glanced towards Snape. To his surprise the man was already looking at him with a slightly thoughtful look n his face. They continued to look at each other until Dessmona and Saengen began to speak to each other in hushed tones.
There was too much tension at the table so Dessmona and Saengen decided to liven things up a bit.
"Harry needs to have his magic levels tested. I think that a duel is in order. What is your opinion Saengen?"
The devil smirked and nodded at Harry who was giving him a cautious look.
"Why not? The conversion has gotten a little dry.
Both devil and angel sent a wave of magic towards Harry that signaled a request for a duel. Dessmona put more magic behind her magic but Saengen's brush of magic burned. The other occupants could actually feel the power surge as well and the room's constant chatter filed down to nothing.
Everyone watched the two devils and the angel as Harry's eyes widened and then narrowed and they flashed red briefly and a sneer crossed the boy's face. Harry's eyes had green flecks in them that signaled Avenairu's rise of power inside of him.
"You're requesting a duel I assume," the proud half-devil murmured.
"Of course," Saengen said with an evil smirk on his face.
"I accept your request, after dinner of course…"
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Dessmona and Saengen began to circle around Harry. Hermione and Draco moved back and Ron was already watching. Maybe by staying here he could leak a bit of information back to that girl…
Saengen fought with an ancient looking sword filled with power. Harry's sensitive ears could hear the other half-devil's aura that was sealed inside of the sword. Harry could tell by using his own instincts and Avenairu's that he would be a challenging opponent, but he had to keep his focus on Dessmona.
The angel was holding onto her sword and moving around Harry menacingly. Hermione gasped at the change in the silver-haired girl's demeanor
Dessmona held her sword in her hands and Saengen did as well. Harry was quietly accessing their power levels and could tell that the real target in this battle would still be Dessmona. Saengen was powerful devil but his skills and power were not a threat to Avenairu or Harry himself at all. He was just going to be a distraction and try to get Harry knocked out so Dessmona could have a full advantage. The angel was just using her to her own devices and the devil knew his place and didn't mind it at all.
Harry held the hilt for the sword Adrian had given him behind his back. With his long hair it wasn't visible anyway. He still didn't want Dessmona to know that he had another weapon yet, because she would get angry at Adrian for snitching it for him and not getting the angel's permission he started using the weapon.
Now's your chance to show her that you don't need some lowly angel to hold back your powers. You have the memories and the power to fight her and the half-breed and win.
Dessmona and Saengen launched themselves at Harry in a rush of speed that stirred the air around them. Hermione let out a cry of surprise and grabbed onto a nearby chair as the air pushed her back.
Harry used the hilt to guard against Saengen's fierce attack from behind and whipped around to catch Dessmona in the head with the wicked blades that were on the sword. The angel was caught in the assault but didn't falter as silver blood ran down into one of her eyes. She tried to knock the sword from Harry's hand but didn't succeed as the half-devil quickly moved out of the way. Dessmona and Saengen tried to follow his movements but Harry kept disappearing when they thought they had found him again.
'It's a good thing that I remember my Shadow Shifting,' Harry mused as he jumped from shadow to shadow. One minute he would appear and strike Dessmona or Saengen still using the hilt of the sword and then disappearing again. Once both entities tried to come at him from opposite sides and they nearly didn't stop in time before they ran into each other.
Harry stopped dodging and Saengen spotted him and whipped around in an impressive show of speed. Harry finally let his magic run through the hilt of the sword. The blade formed and a swirl of magic whipped around the weapon creating a blade of light and magic.
'Thank you Adrian.'
Harry struck Saengen in the back of the neck and the force of the impact crushed the other devil against the other wall. His body slipped down onto the floor into a limp heap. Saengen let out a moan of pain and then slowly lifted himself off of the floor. He grabbed onto his sword and made his way off of the floor. Harry was already fighting Dessmona again thinking that he was out of the game.
Saengen gained his equilibrium and crept up behind Harry and raised his sword. The half-devil was too focused on Dessmona's assault but at the last second he Shadow Shifted away and Dessmona nearly struck Saengen instead who barely moved out of the way just in time.
"Watch what you're doing!" The devil grumbled moving away and looking around for Harry.
Dessmona was perplexed, she still had no idea about Harry's powers.
Harry stood there slashes across his arms and breathing heavily. Saengen was unconscious on the floor bleeding. Dessmona was barely standing her hair loose from her silver braid blood of the same color running from two major wounds on her side and leg. She was leaning heavily on her sword and was glaring at Harry from under her bangs. Her eyes were glowing faintly with anger and power.
"Good job, Harry. You didn't use too much of Avenairu's power and you defeated Saengen and I fairly. Your fighting tactics have improved.
"They would have stayed the same if you hadn't of locked away my memories."
Dessmona just stood a bit higher and brushed her hair out of her eyes. She fixed Harry with a heated glare.
"Orders that I had to follow, you know that!"
Harry just sighed and turned around. Hermione looked at his wounds and promptly turned green.
"Is it just me or does your blood look black instead of red?"
Harry glanced at his arms, which were covered with blood.
"Side effect from being a half devil. It shows how much magic is in my blood actually. The only reason it never appeared that way before now is because Dessmona and I put a glamour on it. All blood that becomes visible turns to the normal red that it is supposed to be. It only faded now because all of you know my secret now anyway."
Harry glanced at Remus and murmured to him. "I'll heal you in a while if you..."
Harry nearly collapsed onto the floor and then stood up straight again. He let Avenairu's magic flow through him and heal his wounds slowly. In about five minutes he was healed again.
Harry knocked on Remus' door wondering if the older man was in his chambers. It was going to be a full moon in about a week so, Harry mused to himself. He didn't get an answer so he called out tentatively, "Remus, are you in there?"
"Harry?"
Said wizard turned around with a smile. Remus was standing there with a steaming cup of tea and the Daily Profit along with a book under his arm. He already looked a bit fatigued and Harry's heart immediately went out to him.
"Remember, I was going to come by your rooms and see when you wanted me to help with you Lycanthropy?"
The tawny older wizard nodded and smiled warmly. "Sure Harry I was actually looking for you. Are you sure that you are up to it? I'm sure that fighting Dessmona and Saengen has taken its toll on you magically and physically."
Harry just shrugged his shoulders, but silently agreed. Fighting them had been exhausting, but he had promised Remus that today he would start healing him.
"I can't go back on a promise, even if I am tired. It won't take too much work anyway. The magic has to be placed on you in stages and though it's inconvenient for you, its close to a full moon and that's when the magic will have a better effect."
Remus opened the door to his chambers and walked in setting down his tea on the nightstand next to his bed and putting the newspaper and book next to it. Harry gestured to the bed.
'You might want to lie down. It will make you sleepy."
Remus nodded and sat down on the bed but didn't lie down. Harry gave him an odd look then sat down next to him. He brushed a few stray graying hairs out of Remus' face and rested his hand on the man's forehead. Their eyes met and Harry let his healing magic flow into Remus.
About half an hour later Remus woke up and started slightly as he looked to his right and saw Harry laying next to him on the bed sound asleep. His hair was mused and covering up one eye. Remus shifted and sat up slowly noticing that he was a bit sleepy and moved the blanket so it covered up Harry. The boy must have moved him to sleeping position and put the blanket over him. Remus smiled and glanced over at the clock that was just over the half-devil's shoulder. It was nearly ten o'clock at night. The man looked over to the window which curtains had not been drawn.
There were only four days until the next full moon.
Remus finally noted that his did indeed feel better. Normally, before the full moon he was weaker than normal and had an anxious feeling in his chest that didn't want to go away. He senses were normally heighten and before the full moon they became even more so; that hadn't changed. Remus slowly slid off of the bed and onto his feet. After wavering slightly he made his way over to the mirror next to his dresser.
Remus had to do a double take at the image the mirror supplied him. The tired lines on his face that prematurely aged him were gone. He looked a bit younger than his thirty-six years. His hair was no longer grayed and rough in texture but its natural tawny-golden color and silky to the touch. The scars that had marred his face were gone and his skin looked healthy and slightly flushed. His eyes were still amber but now they glowed; the tired and haunted look gone from them.
"Like what you see, Remus? Your next transformation should be painless and after that you can change whenever you'd like."
Remus turned around and saw Harry sitting up on his bed with a sleepy look on his face and his hair mused up on his head.
"Yes Harry, thank you so much."
Harry nodded and then he swayed slightly on his seat on the bed and fell over onto his side a little dizzy.
"I'm all right, Remy," Harry murmured as the werewolf rushed towards him in alarm. "I just used up too much power today that's all…"
"I'll just get some more rest and then I'll be right as rain."
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Ron stood at his window and then a sharp bang behind that resembled someone apparrating into his room made him turn around sharply.
"Have you been collecting information or me?"
She wasn't in the room but there was a strange bird with golden eyes sitting on the edge of the bed.
Ron stared and looked at it quizzically.
"Are you talking to me?"
"Of course you fool. You know who I am; I'm talking through a familiar. Have you been collecting information about Potter?"
Ron nodded feeling foolish for talking to a bird.
"He fought with Dessmona and Sae-Saengen? I think that's what his name is. They fought and I saw some of the attacks that Harry uses. Apparently he has gotten a new sword and it's very powerful."
The bird spread its silver-tipped wings.
"Good, that is good, but you not getting enough information. I assume that he is still cautious around you and won't discuss more important details about his powers around the others."
Ron sighed and said, "Yeah, but he barely talks to the angel now. He doesn't trust her."
"Hmm, interesting…"
The bird flapped its enormous wings and lifted itself into the air and a sort of portal formed behind it. It flew towards it and turned its head over its shoulder.
"I will return in a day or two. Keep getting information and I can plan my attack."
Ron looked anxious.
"You won't hurt my mum or Hermione will you?"
The bird cawed in an unsettling sound like laughter.
"That is what we agreed on, is it not?"
The redhead still looked unsettled as the bird disappeared into the portal.
"I hope that I'm doing the right thing…"
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Finally, Saengen's real form is revealed. Yeah, I wanted to update on July 29th, 30th, or 31st but I couldn't get onto the internet because my mom told me that in order to conserve energy because of the extra work electric companies need to run stuff because of the heat wave we had to unplug things we weren't using. She even turned of the air conditioning! ARGH! Yeah, so the Internet boxes got unplugged. Then, this past week I had band camp from 9 to 4 and then I worked out everyday from 6 to 7.30. Blah…
What do you think of my new summary? I changed from, "What happens when Harry becomes a darker being than the Dark Lord he's supposed to destroy?" or something like that to the current one. I thought that it might peak a little bit more interest. Of course, on chapters 8 and 9 got 12 and 15 reviews because of the interesting chapter summary to; 8: Harry's apprentice comes visit. 9: Harry and Verajie duel in Hell. If Chapter 9 wasn't intriguing I don't know what is.
Chapter 12: Apprentice's Visit. Adrian comes to visit and Ron gets another visit from the mysterious girl who has a vendetta against Harry.
Word Count: 6,230
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