Power of the Mage: Blast to the Past

The Proverbial Shit hits the fan

The students started to panic until Dumbledore used a Sonarmus charm on himself.

"Quiet please! It seems as if Hogsmeade is under attack. Sixth and seventh years please report to professor McGonagall. Fifth years, help the other teachers protect the younger years. Messers, Taisho, Potter, and Glory, can I count on you to head out and help protect those in Hogsmeade?"

The group nodded and headed out, hearing several sixth and seventh years protesting on why the group got to go and not them. As the group headed out of the castle, they accio'ed better robes and their weapons from their rooms. They immediately used magic to put on their clothes, and fastened their weapons on overtop. When they arrived at Hogsmeade they didn't waste any time.

"Sakura, Syaoran! Usher the villagers into a building that we can easily protect. Haru, Harry, and I will hold them off!" Irrisa called as she joined the fray.

Sakura and Syaoran slowly got the citizens of Hogsmeade rounded up inside the Hogs Head Pub. They whole time they could hear the sounds of the battle going on around them. They then stood outside the pub with their weapons at the ready. Meanwhile, Irrisa, Harry, and Haru were busy dodging the curses thrown at them by the Deatheaters.

"Come on, little children, just give up. We're stronger and faster than you!" One Deatheater taunted.

"Oh yeah?" Irrisa raised her eyebrows and bolted toward the Deatheater faster than he could see. Within two seconds Irrisa had elbowed him in the back of the head. He was unconscious before he hit the ground. Irrisa then stepped it up a notch and started shooting spells left and right as well as running through the Deatheaters, knocking them unconscious using martial arts. Harry and Haru then charged in with their swords, creating wounds that would incapacitate the Deatheaters, not kill them.

They were so concentrated that they never noticed the arrival of Albus, the teachers, and the sixth and seventh years. The Hogwarts group, Bar Lily, Remus, Sirius, and Albus, watched in awe how the three took down over 70 Death eaters in under an hour. Irrisa knocked out the last Deatheater before turning to Haru.

"Haru, it's safe o proceed to the second stage."

Haru nodded and headed father into Hosmeade.

"What is the second stage?" Minerva McGonagall asked. Irrisa and Harry got into a defensive position before they realized it was not a Deatheater.

"Sorry about that." Irrisa said. "We didn't see you arrive."

"No problem." Albus waved her off.

Harry decided to answer McGonagall's question. "Second stage is just a code we have between us. It just means it's safe for Syaoran and Sakura to let the citizens out of the easily defensible building they ushered them into." Harry and Irrisa turned to see the citizens coming down the street with Sakura and Syaoran in the lead. "Speaking of them…" Harry muttered.

"Syaoran, Sakura!" Irrisa called to them. They jogged up to her. "How many casualties?" Irrisa asked gravely.

"As far as we could see, none so far but there are quite a few injuries." Syaoran reported.

Irrisa turned to Sakura. "Sakura, would you start healing as many critical ones as you can so they can be safely transported to the hospital wing? The minors can start to head up now."

Sakura nodded and headed towards several citizens who were badly hurt.

"How did you learn to fight like that?" The now familiar voice of James Potter said accusingly.

"Not now…Merlin help me…" Harry groaned at James' question.

Irrisa laughed. "Why would he help you? You're too much of a pest."

Harry snorted. "Well, since I learned almost everything from you Merlin must be more annoyed at you."

"Pfft." Irrisa scoffed. "He wouldn't have made me his apprentice if I was annoying."

"He chose you for three reasons,one, you need it…"

"If I need it then you must have REALLY needed it…"

"Two, you had the potential to be a mage, a main requirement, and three, you're the chosen one…"

Harry was cut off by James' outraged "WHAT! How can you be the one who will defeat He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?!?"

"First thing, his name is Voldemort or Tom Riddle. Fear of the name only increases fear of the thing itself and he doesn't need people to be any more afraid of him. Two, I'm the chosen on because it was prophesied. It's there, it's done, I can't change it. Live with it."

In the background Harry, Haru, Syaoran, and Sakura snickered at that.

"What did you mean when you were mentioning an apprenticeship with Merlin? That's impossible." Professor Flitwick squeaked.

Irrisa looked at Lily who nodded. "On the night James tried to kill me mom sent me to the past using a time travel spell with a return time delay. The spell lasted 16 years and no, that is not why we didn't come back till now. Mom found a way to break the time spell when I was four. Anyways, My Godfather Sirius, Uncle Remus, Grandpa Albus, Mom, and Harry came to visit after they broke the spell. Everyone but mom and Grandpa stayed behind. I became Merlin's apprentice and heir while Harry became Salazar's, Haru Godric's, Syaoran Rowena's and Sakura Helga's."

"I don't believe you, you lying bitch!" James yelled and lunged at Irrisa. He was then thrown backwards.

Harry had moved in front of Irrisa and held his hand , without his wand, towards James. "I warned you. I told you not to touch or try to harm my sister. As unbelievable as it sounds, she's telling the truth."

"We can even show you pictures if you want." Syaoran grinned.

Sirius and Remus then burst into laughter. "Which ones do you have?" Sirius asked, still laughing.

"Mr. Pink and Wedding Bells." Harry grinned widely. Sirius and Remus fell to the floor laughing. Harry handed the pictures to Minerva who immediately tried to stifle her giggles. Apparently the sight of Salazar dressed in hot pink and Salazar and Gocric dressed up as bride and groom was almost too much for her to hold in.

"When James saw the picture he snorted. "These are obviously fake."

"Are you calling my sister a liar?" Harry asked, threateningly.

"Yes, I am!"

"How dare you!" Everyone turned to look at Sakura.

The group blinked. Sakura was usually the quiet and calm one. At the moment she was livid.

"How dare you call my best friend a liar! I don't care who you think you are but I suggest you learn to hold your tongue!"

"How dare a girl speak to me in this way!" James snarled, affronted.

"This girl can kick your but any day. I'm sticking up for my best friend. I'm surprised you know, with your attitude I'd expect you to be dead already."

James saw red and was about to lunge at her when he was met with two swords. Haru, with his Deca-Force sword and Harry, with Salazar's sword.

"You try to harm our friends, discredit them, or harass them and we won't hold back." Haru growled as they lowered their swords and stood protectively beside Irrisa.

"I thank you for your help today." Albus broke the silence.

"No problem grandfather. We needed the stretch today anyways."

The students were floored. "That was just STRETCHING!?!" One seventh year asked, incredibly.

The group nodded. "We'll try to increase your duelling attributes in duelling class but tight now we have to head back to the castle." Haru nodded to Albus and the group headed back up to the castle, minus Sakura who had stayed behind to continue healing the critical injuries of the villagers.

A/N: The second half of the chapter! dance! Review!