Well guys, sorry for the delay. Among promotions and finishing school, I had completely lost the passion for writing the story. But I made myself sit down and write it, and I have to say, I like how it turned out.

Please review whether you like it or not, because I like reading them.

I do not own Harry Potter or Green Lantern, though the custom oaths for Fenrir and Ginny are mine.

Harry Potter and the Blackest Night

Chapter 4

Darkness. Absolute darkness. There was nothing. No light, no sound. He couldn't feel anything. His hands didn't feel the walls, and his feet didn't feel the ground.

As he contemplated these unusual sensations, or lack thereof rather, he began to wonder what was going on, not much was explained to him. And why was in here anyway? Come to think of it, was he even here? He couldn't tell. But he had to be here… right? How did that old phrase go? 'I think, therefore I am'? But he felt nothing. Nothing! Why didn't he exist? How much time had passed? Why was there no light? There was always light, from the stars and the moon. Where were they?

He began to thrash about in his panic. Or at least he thought he might be thrashing, he still felt nothing. He tried to howl, just for some noise to help him remember that he was, or at least had been, a person. However, no sound reached his ears.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally gave up. There was no point. His consciousness would just fade away, like the rest of him. His magic and his body had left him. So he would just accept his fate. When he finally let go, he heard a voice. One that chilled him to his core.

'Poor little werewolf. Frightened of the dark. Sniveling coward. You were almost as feared as I am. But now look at you. You're pathetic.'

The voice was high and cold. It was the voice of the only one who had taught him what fear was. His instincts were crying out at him to flee. And all at once, Fenrir Greyback remembered who he was, pulled back to life and reality by his fear of the former Lord Voldemort.

He remembered the Dark Lord and the terror that he inspired. A man so clever that he had managed to come back from the dead, orchestrated the death of Albus Dumbledore, silently taken over the Ministry of Magic, killed his mortal enemy, Harry Potter, and almost had the world in his grasp. If not for the boy.

The boy. Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. The Chosen One. Pfft. At the Battle of Hogwarts, Fenrir had seen the final curses cast before escaping. While Fenrir wasn't the brightest werewolf around, he had certainly understood what Potter was talking about. It was as Potter said, the Deathstick would not fire on its own master. As a result, the Dark Lords own killing curse blew back at him. The only thing that Potter did was overpower that weak little bastard Draco Malfoy. Other than somehow coming back from the dead like the Dark Lord, Potter was nothing.

Voldemort though, was a different being altogether. Could even really be called a man anymore? With the chalk white skin, red eyes and no nose, he looked like a demon. His power was as great as a demon's as well. The fatal flaw had been a lack of research. He thought that the Dark Lord had known that information was an unbeatable weapon. But now he was dead… though, what was keeping him from coming back to life again? He had done it once, even when his body had been completely destroyed. Who's to say that he wouldn't again?

But as Fenrir Greyback sat in the dark, shaken by the high cold laughter of his former master, something inside him snapped. Gone was his fear of the voice. Gone was the fear of a former master, who never gave Fenrir the respect he deserved. The fear was replaced by a cold fury. A desire to destroy the voice's owner utterly and completely. A focus that would not be shaken, diminished or distracted. And once Fenrir was done, he would rule the Earth with an iron fist, and all would fear and obey him…

At that moment, a yellow spark flashed, illuminating the interior of the pod, and for the first time since Fenrir had entered the pod, he regained the feeling in his limbs and his body. All his senses were returning to him, though they were enhanced by the return of his magic, and now he was also fueled by the power of fear.

The pod slowly opened, and finally walked as a free man, for the first time in his life. Free from all responsibilities, free from all masters, and free from persecution. After all, with this newfound power, not even the entire Ministry of Magic would be able to stop him.

The werewolf walked slowly through the castle on the strange planet. As he walked through the entrance hall doors, he saw a gigantic yellow lantern, with bright yellow light shining out the face. It was a stark contrast against the night sky.

Fenrir walked to the front of the symbol of the Sinestro Corps, and raised his ringed hand to it. The words flowed from him naturally, almost like his Lycan style magic;

"In Blackest Day,

In Brightest Night,

Beware the howl in full moons light.

And the fools who always do what's right,

Will become my feast, the Werewolf's delight!"

"Power Levels: 100%"

Feeling the overwhelming power of the yellow light coursing through him, Fenrir took the skies in a golden streak.

Back on Earth, a young Chinese witch was being overwhelmed by a menacing red aura enveloped around her. She was supporting herself on her hands and knees, having just vomited every ounce of lifeblood in her body, only to have it replaced by a burning energy which constantly kept her in the throes of rage.

As the young woman, whose name was Cho Chang, sat there with her breathing coming in deep ragged pants that sounded like a mix of growling and screaming, drops of the burning substance that now filled her veins also seeped from the corners of her mouth. Occasionally it would drip from her once lovely face, now contorted by hatred and anger, only to fall to the green grass, which would immediately catch fire and burn with deep red flames.

From her right hand, a growling voice struggled to escape a red ring on her ring finger.

"Warning: Foreign abilities occur naturally within host. Bzzt. Error. Unable to- bzzt. Warn- bzzt. Err-err-err-err-error. Unable to reach maxi-bzzt. Warn-arn-arn-arn-arning-ing-ing-ing. Unable to reach maximum levels of rage within host. Be advised; natural abilities of host are resis-sis-sis-sisting programmed function of subliminal suggestion. Bzzt"

Though Cho had heard what the ring had said, her anger and rage was preventing the words from clicking in her mind. They didn't make any sense to her. There were only two things that mattered to Cho. More like two people… and those two people were

"Ginny Weasley. Hermione Granger."

Yes! Them! The two women who ruined her life. As Cho began to focus on the two unsuspecting women, she climbed to her feet, finally beginning to feel a little bit more like herself. She looked at the ring on her hand with her blood red eyes. She could feel her magic fighting against the red ring, and felt the ring conflicting with her magic. The thing she noticed most though was the ring kept her rage constantly elevated.

Closing her eyes, Cho began to take several deep breaths, ignoring the urges to take off right now to destroy the targets of her hate. Her magic was allowing her to think again. The thoughts were slow to come and weren't very well developed.

As her breathing slowed, she knew what she would do. She would be patient, and revenge would be hers as soon as she figured out how to properly use this new red power.

Cho turned towards her ruined house and began to walk in.

"Ring," she said. "Give me the game schedule for the Holyhead Harpies."

Several thousand miles away, in a forest in Albania, a tall man walked through the trees. His skin as pure white, he had no nose and his pupils were red inside of black irises. He carried a long black wand and wore a black cloak that was long enough that the tail drug across the ground. And on the back of the cloak was a white symbol of an inverted triangle with five white lines running up to the top of the cloak and wrapping around his shoulders. Probably the most important thing he wore though was a black ring bearing the same symbol on his back.

For the last couple of months, ever since he had come back to life, even without the aid of his Horcruxes, he had been moving about undetected, just like when he had taken the Ministry. The major problem was that he no longer had any followers, all of them having been killed in the last war or turned traitor. He would have to accumulate more allies.

But things were already looking up. With his last resurrection, he discovered that not only was he now immortal, but he no longer had to fear something as trivial as a blasting curse. He now had unfathomable regenerative powers. As long as even a cell of his body still existed, the black energy he had received from the ring would reconstruct him in a matter of seconds.

The only downside that he discovered to the new powers was a voice that would speak to him periodically. The voice would always ring out in his head. Over the past couple of months, he came to know the voice as Nekron, who claimed to be Death incarnate. Nekron had a plan that would eradicate all life in the universe, and bring it back to eternal darkness. After some discussion, Nekron had further explained that with no living being left in the universe, he would be the supreme ruler as those who would die would become his slaves. Mindless slaves, save for a certain few. And Nekron had promised the Earth to Voldemort.

"Voldemort. The preparations are nearly complete. The War of Light has almost peaked. As we speak, the Orange Light has returned to view, and my servant within the Guardians of the Universe has managed to manipulate things into our favor. The return of eternal darkness is close. Though there is a very good chance that the wielders of light will fight back as hard as they can. I will lead the assault when the time is right. But in order to ensure our victory, I need you to do something…"

"And what is that? You're lucky that I am in a giving mood, Nekron."

"Fool! I brought you back to this world, and I can just as easily revoke your third chance. You already eluded me once, 18 years ago; you are already on my list. But I am willing to bargain with you. If you are willing to be my tether to this world, I will consider us even."

"Very well," sighed Voldemort. "But why only one? Why only me? In my life, I had seven Horcuxes, since seven is the most powerfully magic of numbers. And what happens if somebody somehow severs our tether? Then there will be a chance they could defeat us."

"Hmm. A valid point. Though I don't see the point of having seven special Black Lanterns, and it is highly unlikely that the living will be able to stop us, I will think on this. In the meantime, prepare yourself. The time draws near…"

[On the Planet Okaara}

My name is Hal Jordan. I'm a space cop, part of the Green Lantern Corps. As a part of the Green Lantern Corps, it's my job to patrol 1 of 3600 sectors of known space. I am here to protect the little guy and to bring light to the darkness. Or in this particular case, use my green light to try to overpower this Muppets orange light. And to be honest, it's not going so good.

The situation was indeed dire. The Guardians of the Universe, who commanded the Green Lantern Corps, had been provoked into coming to this god-forsaken planet. The home planet of the only creature in the universe whose greed outstripped that of Lex Luthor. And wouldn't luck have it, that this creature had as much power as the entire Green Lantern Corps, with the exception that the Orange Light was able to eat through the Green Light. And on top of that, St. Walker, the first of the Blue Lanterns had forced his own blue ring onto Hal's finger when a red ring had taken him and turned him into a Red Lantern.

The thing about the blue rings, is that they would recharge green rings to up to twice of their normal capacity, and would constantly recharge them. Now this might sound like a fantastic thing, considering that Hal Jordan was currently wearing a blue and a green ring, but there was a catch… In order to control the power of the Blue Light of Hope, or to even take it off, one had to have hope in their heart. And that was something that just wasn't compatible with Hal. Hal just wasn't a hopeful person. He preferred to take action and change things right then and there rather than hope for things to change. And as a result, the blue ring would occasionally ask him what he was hopeful for. He told the ring that he hoped for world peace, just to get it to shut up. However, the ring could tell when the bearer was being untruthful, and had filled Hal with a quick surge of blue power, overwhelming Hal and his green ring, sending them crashing to the ground. It was like running into a fight with the safety on your gun being perpetually on.

This blue ring had one other issue, even though it was completely unintended and wasn't even a failing of the ring: it attracted the attention of Agent Orange. Agent Orange was a humanoid alien with almost a wart-hog like face. From the sides of his mouth protruded three sets of tusks, all pointing to the end of his snout. He wore the typical black skin-tight suit that all corpsman of any of the Light Corps, the obvious exception being that his torso and his shoulders, as well as his forearms, calves and feet were all covered in orange. On each of his shoulders and the center of his chest was a symbol of a circle with four lines at the 10 and 2 as well as the 5 and 7 positions, and a 'V' intersecting at the 11 and 1 o' clock positions, and all were pointed to the center of the circle.

The one thing that separated Agent Orange, or Larfleeze, being his real name, was that he constantly kept his lantern battery hugged to his chest, and generally he preferred to have his Orange constructs to do his work for him. He had been this way for millennia, thus he was more powerful than any of the Guardians, and he was holding his own against the entire Corps.

A few minutes ago, Hal had attempted to take Larfleeze's battery, but he wasn't prepared for the overwhelming greed that filled his heart the instant he laid hand on it. Being momentarily distracted, Larfleeze had reclaimed the battery and also gotten a couple of shots in on Hal, which was only interrupted by the Guardians of the Universe and several other Green Lanterns.

"The constructs are retreating into his lantern!" yelled one of the Green Lanterns as they entered.

Hal managed to haul himself to his feet after getting hit by Larfleeze. He was panting as he spoke.

"I'm… starving… Thought separating him… from his lantern would-"

"Separate from his Corps?" asked Hals sector partner, John Stewart, another human from Earth. "He's had than lantern in his grip for centuries. He's as connected to it as the Guardians are to ours!"

"It was worth a shot," muttered Hal.

"Well Hal, you did do something," replied John.

"Warning. Emotional detonation imminent," came the emotionless voice of all the green rings in the vicinity as Larfleeze held the lantern by the handle, the Orange power empowering him to unbelievable levels . Orange lightning was actually arcing from his eyes!

"Power Levels 7839%" rang the voice of Larfleeze's ring.

"You pissed him off," finished John.

For another desperate ten minutes, the Green Lantern Corps fought against a massively empowered Larfleeze, who had used the Orange Light to create a giant construct of himself. Even though the Corps no longer had to fight the constructs of everyone he had stolen the identity of, they were still no match for Agent Orange.

"GIMME THE BLUE RING!" shouted Larfleeze.

"Shit… we're getting creamed," thought Hal. "The auras around everyone are being eaten away, and my ring is stuck in neutral. I don't know how we're going to beat Gonzo, but I know we'll do it."

"Hope," came the calm voice of the blue ring once more. "What do you hope for?"

"As soon as we get out of this, I hope that you'll stop asking me that question!" yelled Hal as he was being burned by orange flames.

"Sincerity registered. Power levels 100%," whispered the blue ring.

"You've got to be kidding me-"

"All will be well," said the blue ring as it powered up. The green on Hal's suit immediately turned baby blue, with the exception of the Green Lantern symbol upon his chest, but some of the blue light formed the Blue Lantern symbol overtop of it. Pointing his left hand at the face of the giant construct of Larfleeze, Hal saw the blue energy form four chains of blue lantern symbols which began to swirl like a vortex, and that caused Larfleeze's construct to distort and disassemble.

"Power levels 63%."

"Argh!" yelled Larfleeze, feeling the biggest drain on his orange power in several millennia.

"Power levels 34%... Power levels 1%. Detecting. Blue Lantern 2814, Hal Jordan invalid as Blue Lantern," said the ring as it disengaged from Hal's finger. "Scanning sector 2814 for replacement sentient."

As the blue ring took for the sky in a streak of blue light, Larfleeze made a lunge for it.

"No! No, you come back here right NOW! You're supposed to belong to ME!"

[On Earth]

It had been two weeks since Ginny had made the Holyhead Harpies team, and in preparation for her first game, she had team practices three times a day, six days a week. And on the day that she did not have practice, she got Harry, Ron and Hermione to help her practice.

It was the day of her first game, and Ginny, now 18, could hardly wait as Mrs. Weasley dished out breakfast everyone. Arthur, George and Bill had taken the day off from work so as to come see Ginny's first game. Fleur was there as well. Percy was unable to get away from the office, but had sent her the best of luck.

Ginny took a moment to look around, and her heart swelled with everyone being here. Her boyfriend and her brother were speaking animatedly with one of her best friends over security for the game. She hadn't thought about it before, but she realized that at nearly every single pro Quidditch match, magical law enforcement were present as security guards, and had twice as many undercover in the stands, plus those who were off-duty and were there to enjoy the game. They were there to prevent any magical disturbance or endangerment.

Looking at her brothers and her father, who were talking about who was expected to make it to the Sweet Sixteen of the Quidditch League, she still felt saddened by the fact that Fred was no longer with them, but they were all recovering. She was happy though that they would stay with her for the rest of their life.

Lastly, she saw her mother and her sister-in-law feeding Cheerios to the turquoise haired toddler that she and her boyfriend had taken in from their now-past friends. She had hated Fleur at first, as did her mother, but after seeing how happy she made her oldest brother; she couldn't hate the beautiful French woman. Especially when said woman was cooing and making faces and baby talk at her adopted son.

Soon, her mind turned to precious memories, of her last year at Hogwarts, the Dueling club, all of them. The moments she treasured most though the times with Harry, like last night when she had put up silencing charms all over her rooms walls, as well has several privacy wards, and then she had pulled the young Green Lantern into her room for a night of loud love-making.

Yep, life was perfect, and every day was looking better and tomorrow was always even brighter. Before she knew it, the family was getting up to leave, with Ron and Hermione walking hand in hand, as were Arthur and Molly, though Molly had her free arm wrapped around George. Harry offered a hand to Ginny as Bill and Fleur conjured a pack to carry baby Teddy.

Ginny smiled brilliantly as she took Harry's hand, and the last two members of the family walked through the door, leaving behind two large emerald lanterns sitting on the counter.

A few hours later, the Family were sitting in the stands watching the most exciting match in quite a long time. Ginny had made several goals throughout the match. Admittedly, the other team was quite good, playing the Harpies to almost a dead draw. Neither team had gotten more than a 30 point lead over the other.

Harry, Ron and Hermione had screamed their selves hoarse. Though Molly and Fleur had taken Teddy home early with the crowds becoming rambunctious, the men had all stayed. Just then, the spectators let out a collective gasp. The Harpies Seeker, who had been circling the pitch the entire game, went into a steep dive. The opposing Seeker who had been shadowing the Harpies Seeker, followed suit. This catch would decide the match!

As the Seekers drew closer, Harry spotted the Snitch hovering six feet above the center of the pitch. And then it soared upwards quick as a shot. Just as quick, both Seekers pulled a 180, now rocketing upwards, except now the opposing Seeker was ahead. The audience stood up as the match began to come to a close.

"Warning. Emotional Spectrum 1 detected. Emotional detonation imminent."

"What?" asked Harry bringing his ring to his face still trying to keep his focus on the game.

A red streak flew into the pitch, and without even stopping, there was a large glob of red liquid that burst into red flames as soon as it touched the opposing teams Seeker, killing him instantly and burning away his broom and the remains of his now-skeletal body.

Screams erupted through the stadium as they bore witness to the brutal murder. The red object stopped right in the air and let out a bellow of rage and hate.

"GINNY WEASLEY!"

The red object, which was a woman if the voice and the red outfit gave any indication, looked around very quickly, and locked her eyes on Ginny, who was still on her broom, and looking horrified and scared of the red-powered woman.

Hermione, coming to her senses the quickest pulled out her wand and spoke quickly into the pendant on her Ministry choker, calling for back up and giving orders to all the Security wizards at the pitch.

"Harry, Ron, go green and get up there! We'll need as much help as possible!" she yelled as she jumped down to the lowest level.

"R-right!" said the two Aurors as they reached into the pocket dimension linked to their batteries. Pulling their batteries through the portal they also brought out their wands to conjure their Phoenix Force gauntlets.

With Magical Law Enforcement, Aurors and officers and investigators were coming out of the woodwork. Pointing their wands at the red woman, they fired off everything they could think of, short of the Unforgivables. However, most of the jinxes and curses merely bounced off her red aura. And any of the spells that actually created a physical object, such as rope, were immediately burned by the same red liquid that she had killed the Quidditch player with.

Some of the Aurors had attempted to put out the fires that she had made, but no matter how much water they used, it still burned with amazing ferocity. Even those smart enough to know that a fire could not exist without oxygen, and had placed a Vacuum Bubble spell around the fire, found that the fire still burned with no ill effects.

From the stands, two Phoenix Force members suddenly began to shine with emerald light, and even over the sounds of terror from the audience, the inspirational oath could be heard:

"In Brightest Day,

In Blackest Night,

No evil will escape our sight!

Let those who worship evils might,

Beware our power!

Green Lanterns light!"

[Earth, Shell Cottage]

Bill, having had Apparated outside of his and Fleurs' home and ran inside to get his combat gear that had been developed by Fred and George during the last war. Ever since Harry had defeated Voldemort more than a year ago, they had taken down the Fidellis charm, so they could have visitors, and it was faster for him to get in without having to go through magical wards.

As Bill rushed through the house throwing on his magical vest, the wall behind him exploded in a yellow flash.

Quickly, Bill spun around and shot off a Stunning spell at the source. Unfortunately, the stunner just bounced off the large hairy man. Or more specifically, it bounced off the yellow aura surrounding the man. As Bill got a good look at the man, his blood ran cold. It was the same man who had ravaged his face and tainted his blood a few years ago. It was Fenrir Greyback.

"'Bout time I figured out how to get back… didn't even know I was in a different universe," huffed Fenrir. "Hey there Billy-bill. You ready to finish what we started that night ol' Dumby died?"

"Why are you here Greyback? You had disappeared for months, and now you show back up wearing that ridiculous yellow and black jumpsuit? Are trying to be a bumblebee as well as a wolf?" taunted Bill, trying to distract Greyback long enough to figure out how to get out of this situation.

"Funny man. Too bad it won't much matter in a few minutes. As for why here and now? Well, I have recently come into quite a bit more power, and I'm just looking to get a little warm-up before I take over the world, and this little yellow ring," said Fenrir, holding up his right hand, displaying the Sinestro Corps ring. "is what has enhanced my already fantastic sense of smell. Now, you are the one I meant to kill, but survived. And I can't have that blemish on my record…"

Slowly, Fenrir started walking forward. With each step, more yellow energy poured out of the ring, taking shape all around him. When the construct was finished, it looked like a giant yellow bi-pedal wolf with forepaws and claws twice the size they should have been. The construct was eight feet tall, and was wrapped around Fenrirs body, like an aura come to life.

"Good bye Billy," said the yellow-eyed man as the construct reared back and took an unbelievably fast swipe of its right paw.

Back at the Quidditch pitch, Magical Law Enforcement was being slaughtered by the red-powered woman. She alone had killed 33 wizards and witches, and wasn't showing any signs of slowing down.

Harry and Ron had joined the fight only a minute ago, and had seen the amount of damage that the woman had done in a matter of two or three minutes. Hermione was on the ground trying to coordinate the efforts, but it seemed no matter how clever the plan, the woman with the red aura just burned through them all.

As Harry and Ron shot off toward the woman destroying everyone and everything she could, they split off to try double teaming her in a formation they had practiced. Harry blasted at her from one side, and while she was focused on Harry, Ron made a gigantic hand of green light, and closed it around the woman, pinning her arms and legs. As she struggled against the emerald fist, Harry closed in to try and seal up her mouth and keep her from spitting the Napalm like substance.

As Harry flew up to her, he caught her eyes and got a good look at her face. It was Cho Chang, the hot older Asian witch he had dated for all of three weeks. Stunned, Harry forgot all about trying restrain her.

In that moment, Cho let out another blast of the red energy and burned through the hand that Ron was holding her with. In the blink of an eye, she grabbed hold of Harry's arm and flipped him over her shoulder and into Ron, sending them both hurtling into the base of one of the spectators stands.

"Rraarrrggghhh!" yelled Cho, having given into her rage completely.

"HARRY! RON!" yelled Hermione, panicking. After all, this one woman was decimating the MLE forces AND two Green Lanterns.

Cho, hearing and recognizing Hermiones yell, immediately snapped her head in the direction that Hermiones voice came from. Upon seeing her, Cho took off like a red bullet straight at Hermione.

"Hermione Granger!"

"Blood. Hate. Dishonor. KILL!"

Cho flew as fast as she could at one of the two people who she hated with all her heart. Just as she was about to let off a blast of red energy, a green muzzle appeared over her mouth and a pair of green handcuffs tying her hands behind her. Hermione stared in horror once she realized exactly how close she just came to death, and who would have caused her death. On the other end of the green muzzle and handcuffs lines, were Harry and Ron who had pulled themselves out of the wreckage of the spectator tower just in time to see Cho rushing Hermione.

Together, the two Green Lanterns pulled the Red Lantern towards them to get her away from MLE and Hermione. As soon as Cho got within range, both young men threw green-empowered punches.

Up in the air, Ginny was trying to help evacuate the stands. For security reasons, anti-apparition wards had been put in place. Fat lot of good it did, seeing as the insane, murderous flaming red woman had flown in, specifically looking for her. She was just thankful that Hermione, Harry and Ron had acted as quickly as they did.

It was a slow process trying to get people evacuated, seeing as they were all trying to through the entrances at once. She saw the red woman throw Harry into Ron and knock over a spectator tower. And she watched as the red woman bellowed out Hermiones name before charging her. She let out a relieved sigh as Harry and Ron restrained the woman just in time. And now, it looked like the tables were turning. Harry and Ron had finally figured out how to fight her without getting burned.

It was then she got an idea. She pointed her wand at her own throat. "Sonorus."

With a magically amplified voice, she sped around the perimeter of the pitch, addressing the audience.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! PLEASE HAVE NO FEAR. THIS WOMAN HAS DONE HORRENDOUS THINGS TODAY, BUT MLE ARE ON THE JOB, AS ARE HARRY POTTER AND RON WEASLEY! THEY ARE BOTH PART OF THE PREMIER CELL AMONG THE AURORS, AS WELL AS EARTHS FIFTH AND SIXTH GREEN LANTERNS! PLEASE HAVE FAITH IN THE MAN WHO KILLED VOLDEMORT AND THE MAN WHO HAS BEEN WITH HIM SINCE THE BEGINNING.

Soaring through the solar system, passing by Jupiter, was a tiny blue ring, leaving a trail of blue light behind it. It was seeking a decent replacement for the first invalid Blue Lantern. It was programmed to locate the greatest source of hope it could find.

All of a sudden, the ring located a large group of people inspired and full of Hope. It took a moment to locate the person who had inspired so much hope. Once it got the signal, it took off like a shot, looking like a bright blue comet.

"NOW PEOPLE, YOU CAN HELP BY EVACUATING IN A CALM AND ORGANIZED MANNER,THE AURORS AND GREEN LANTERNS CAN STOP HOLDING BACK AND TAKE HER DOWN ONCE AND FOR ALL!"

All around Ginny, cheers erupted as well as chants of Harry and Ron's names, as well as many people waving their wands to send up showers of green sparks.

Ginny was cheering as well as trying to usher people out, and she almost missed the blue streak coming right at her. Backing up slightly, she focused in on the blue ring that stopped right in front of her face.

"Ginerva Weasley of Earth. You have faith in tomorrow and yourself. Beyond that, your faith in your loved ones keeps you moving forward, and you never falter. You have the ability to instill great Hope in those around you."

The blue ring circled around her twice and settled itself onto her right ring finger. Blue light enveloped her and began to change her outfit from Quidditch robes into a form-fitting baby blue and black suit, which was in direct contrast to her flaming red hair. The suit had two holes cut on the shoulders right around the clavicles. The sleeves were black and the torso was blue. The torso was cut off, like a shirt that was tastefully torn to show off the midriff. The pants were black as well. Her boots and gloves were baby blue, and the blue lantern symbol settled itself right in the center of her chest. It was then that her brown eyes turned blue as miniature blue lantern symbols imposed themselves overtop her pupils.

"Welcome to the Blue Lantern Corps."

"In fearful day, in raging night,

With strong hearts full, our souls ignite.

When you are lost, on this road called Life

Look to the stars, for Hope burns bright!"

Down with Harry and Ron, things weren't going too well anymore. They had seen a bright blue flash moments ago, and the instant they took a blast from Cho's ring, not knowing that the ring spewed out the same burning substance the her mouth did.

As Harry and Ron struggled to stay airborne, the red flames were burning through their auras.

"Warning. Energies corrupted. Power levels unknown," chimed the Green Rings.

"Shit. What do we do now Harry?" asked Ron weakly.

"Well Ron, as I guess we continue to fight with what we have left. That's all we can do. I don't know what's gotten into Cho, but somehow, I think this is more of that red rings doing than hers"

"Right you are Harry, but for now, we have to beat some sense into her, my love."

Harry and Ron looked around, and saw Ginny, now wearing blue and black with a blue aura keeping her in the air. It was then that they noticed that the red flames that Cho had created had gone out not only on themselves, all around the pitch.

"Power levels 36%... Power levels 72%... Power levels 95%... Power levels 133%," came the voices of Harry and Ron's green rings.

Ginny smiled, knowing that it was her shiny new blue ring that was empowering the two men she cared about most. "See guys? All will be well."

Harry and Ron stood up, and Ginny stood with them. Immediately, the all rocketed straight at the red lantern who had resumed her search for Hermione. Two streaks of green with a streak of blue in between them.

Faster than thought possible, Harry and Ron used their rings to create orbs around her feet and hands, as well as both of them creating another muzzle to keep her or her ring from spewing more napalm.

Before Cho could even struggle, Ginny was right on top of her with the blue ring pointed directly at her face. There was a bright blue flash, and the blue ring appeared to be shining a blue-hued light, as if from a flash light, right on Cho's face.

After a few seconds of silence, Ron decided to break the silence.

"Um Gin… what are you doing? What are you showing her?"

"Ron, I am using the Blue Light of Hope. It directly counter-acts the Red Light of Rage. As for what I'm showing her, well, that's up to her, the blue light changes its constructs depending on the targets psyche."

"And that's going to calm her down?" asked Hermione, having just come up to them.

"Yes, but it's kind of taking a lot of focus, so if I could have a couple minutes?" said Ginny, her voice strained.

After several minutes of silence, the red glow in Cho's eyes seemed to dim, and the look of hate on her face melted away. She blinked a few times taking in her surroundings. Slowly, a look of recognition came over her, and a look of horror as she began to remember what she just did. And she did something that none of the four expected. Cho began to cry.

Not knowing what to do, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione glanced nervously amongst themselves. Harry slowly knelt down beside her.

"Cho, if we release the restraints on you, can you keep calm?" asked Harry, softly.

After a moment, Cho nodded, big fat tears still streaming down her lovely face. Harry and Ron recalled their constructs, though Ginny's ring made a construct of the Blue Lantern Corps. Symbol a few inches off the face of her ring, casting a calming feeling across the group. Slowly, Cho sat up after being pinned to the ground.

Everyone sat in silence while Cho cried herself out, her body shaking violently with each sob. When Cho finally quieted down, Hermione asked in the most soothing voice she could what the matter was.

"Well… it's personal. Can just us girls have a minute to talk about it?" asked the weak and hoarse sounding Cho.

Surprised, Ginny and Hermione looked at Harry and Ron. Harry shrugged.

"Sure… we'll be right over there if you need us."

Harry and Ron walked six or seven feet away, making sure to be close enough to intervene should something happen, but far enough to be out of earshot.

"Think they'll be OK?" asked Ron.

"They should be. Ginny said that blue directly counters red, and with her right there, she'll be able to do that blue spotlight psyche thing if Cho starts to power up," replied Harry.

"So what the bloody hell was all that about?"

"Fuck if I know. I hadn't heard anything about Cho since the Battle. Though Gin did mention that she was at the Harpies tryout a couple weeks ago."

"Yeah, and now that you mention it, Herm did say that she led an investigation on a mole in the Ministry around then too. And it ended up being that Cho's parents were involved in some kind if espionage thing."

"Oh shit. That sucks," replied Harry. "What happened?"

"Well apparently, Cho's parents were the ringleaders, and were passing info from the mole to the Chinese Ministry. Herm said that Cho's dad and house elf had killed themselves when the raid happened and they couldn't Apparate out of there. Said her mother was arrested, and many of the parents 'business associates' were killed in the raid. I still don't know how she did all that stuff today though," explained Ron.

"You didn't get the bulletin? There was an APB put out over the rings a few days ago, warning all lanterns to watch out for red rings and those that wear them. Supposedly, the red rings embody rage, so I guess I can see how pissed Cho would have to be to get one of those."

At that point in time, the two young men looked over to see Ginny and Hermione hugging Cho, who was still sitting on the ground with dried tear tracks running down her face. Ginny got up and walked over to the pair.

"Well, the good news is that for the time being, it doesn't look like Cho is going to fry anyone else. There were some… deeply personal issues that led to her getting the red ring, and we've got most of that straightened out. The other good news is, that apparently, her magic is interfering with the red rings programming. Right after she forgave us, her ring apparently was programmed to find another host, and according to my blue ring, that would have killed her," said Ginny.

"Right, because the APB on the Red Lantern Corps said that when a red ring attaches to somebody, it expels all the blood in their body and replaces it with the red light. And it is supposed to stop their heart, and the ring acts as their heart from that point," said Harry.

"Exactly. In the end, it's certainly a good thing that her magic is interfering with it. Basically, her magic is keeping it from flying away or deactivating, and it's helping to suppress the rage elevation effects of the ring. Though, her fuse is going to be a lot shorter and her temper A LOT hotter from now on.

Now Harry, there is something that you and I need to discuss in private before we go any further. Come on," said Ginny, taking Harry by the arm and hauling him away from Ron. Several feet away, both Harry and Ginny used their rings and wands to create a blue and green privacy sphere around them. And just by looking at them through the walls of the sphere, it was clear that the discussion became elevated rather quickly.

Ron walked back to where Hermione and Cho were sitting, both drinking some pumpkin juice that Hermione had summoned. Cho, feeling rather exhausted after her cosmic-class tantrum yawned and excused herself to lay down on the grass, and quickly fell asleep.

Saddling up next to his girlfriend, Ron placed a kiss on her temple before saying "Damn. They got started quickly huh?"

Rolling her eyes, Hermione spoke softly so as not to wake Cho. "Well Ron, depending on how this discussion that they're having goes, things may get rather complicated."

At his questioning look, she mouthed the word "Later," as Harry and Ginny walked up, both red in the face and both looking quite stressed.

Hermione gently nudged Cho awake, and the group stood up.

"Alright, in order to keep Cho and those around her safe, as well as some personal issues as mentioned earlier, Harry and I have agreed to enter a three-way relationship with her, and after speaking with my mother, and explaining the full situation to her, she has agreed to let us all stay at the Burrow and to not give anyone a hard time over it. As for the personal issues that led to her getting the red ring, please don't ask or pester her. It's something she said she'd rather not discuss with everyone at the moment. So, for now, we're going to go ahead and go back to the Burrow and just get some rest, and then I guess we'll go from there."

The group agreed, and started to take off for the Burrow, Ginny, holding Hermiones hand and allowing her blue aura to surround the bushy haired girl as well lifted off first, and waited about 100 feet up for everyone else to follow. Before taking off, Cho looked at Ron and Harry.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm sorry for everything I've done and I'm sorry for having had the hate that attracted this ring to me. I'm sorry for everything I did to the two of you over the years. I hope you'll forgive me and I promise that I will make things better."

Nodding, Harry placed a small kiss on her forehead, earning him a small, but genuine smile from the red-powered witch, and she too took off into the air.

Sighing, Harry felt Ron's hand clap on his shoulder. "Well mate, I honestly don't know whether to be jealous that you've got two girls at the same time now, or to pity you for those two girls being super powered witches with notoriously short fuses and crazy tempers," said Ron, chuckling.

"Shut up Ron," chuckled Harry as they also lifted off.

When all five of them were in the air, Harry said "Let's head home." And that day, blue, green and red streaks of light all went to the same destination for the first time.

[In the Albanian Forest]

Voldemort had been moving silently for several hours, searching for the one tree that he had inhabited when he died the first time. That tree held the power of Death in it, and would be an excellent place for him to place his own Black Lantern power battery.

He then found it, and in the hollow of it, he took his wand and scored the same symbol that he wore on his cloak and his ring. It was the symbol of the Black Lantern Corps. Once the symbol was on, the tree withered and died, and the hollow in it widened. It was there that Voldemort placed his lantern battery.

"Voldemort," came the voice of Nekron. "My other tether is ready, and preparations are complete. The Guardians of the Universe have been restrained, and already my black rings are forming in our central power battery. Earth has far too many individuals who have stopped my darkness before. So you and my other anchor will also send out black rings to start our Corps here, for the element of surprise."

"As you wish, Nekron," said Voldemort, placing his hand on top of the lantern in the tree.

"The Blackest Night falls from the skies,

The darkness grows as all light dies.

We crave your hearts and your demise.

By my black hand, the dead shall rise!"

With the incantation complete, several black power rings began to fly out from the face of the lantern.

"Flesh."

Several thousand miles away, in Great Britain, a swarm of black rings descended, some breaking off to go to specific graveyards, others going to morgues of hospitals and police stations. However, there was one ring that shot straight toward a telephone booth.

Gaining speed, it used its black energy to tear through stone and metal, until it came to Atrium with a fountain of a wizard and a witch, pointing their wands into the air, while various creatures, such as a goblin, a house elf and a centaur looked on with unadulterated adoration.

It zoomed through the Atrium, sensing where it need to be. It simply made a beeline straight through solid stone and earth and steel until it burst through a door and into a circular room where all the doors promptly spun until you couldn't tell which one you had just come through.

The ring, still sensing its target, flew through a door on its right and made its way over to a veil hanging from a stone archway. The veil seemed to flutter even though there was no wind. The ring paid no mind as it went through one side of the archway, but did not come out the other.

After a few moments, a hand of rotted dark gray flesh came out of the veil and grabbed the side of the archway to pull itself out…