Ok. Forth chapter. I need a pick me up after the last one.
Also, Fallen-Ryu, I LOVED your idea. I completely forgot about Severus Snape… but how to put him into the story… what ever. I will work it out.
Also, the Dursleys will get a punishment in which hell hath no. MWAHAHAHAHA… yes. Oh, and Lily and James will get multiple smack downs, with one angels later.
And athenakitty, all shall be revealed in time.
Also, the color of Harrys wings… I have decided on the color. A hint is that it will not be any dark colors.
Also, in the last chapter, Magic Pov was for magic. It is a semi sentient being. After all, it does need to look after magical contracts and stuff.
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"Talking"
"YELLING"
"Thinking, writing, visions, and famous stuff"
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. If I did I would not be living with my parents.
AN: I do own all plots and characters I make though.
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Archangel
Chapter 4
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"No." I thought. I plunged into the river, praying that I was not too late.
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Michael Pov
I swam as quickly down into the scummy water of the Thames. "Please be all right. Please all mighty father, may this child be all right." I thought while swimming as fast as I could. I finally reached him and slashed the rope that was holding him with my sword of light. (AN: I looked I looked up. It is true.) I wrapped the child in my arms and swam as quickly as I could to the surface. As soon as I broke the surface I flew to the bank to check on the child.
"NO." I yelled. The child's body was cold, I felt no pulse, and he wasn't breathing. This child had died. The child had died, but I was not going to let all my hard work of finding him and saving him go to waste. I stood up and revealed my true Archangel self. My hair was golden, flowing down my back, my eyes shining with a holy light, my armor shining like the sun and made out of a material that shimmered like water. And my wings, they were large and shone with a warm golden light. After I revealed my true self, allowing me to reach all of my power, I knelt before the child and prayed. "All mighty father, give me strength for what I am about to do, and forgive me." With that I placed my hands over the lifeless child and screamed "DIVINE ART: GENESIS REBIRTH" If anyone had looked up in the sky or at the bank of the Thames river that night, they would have seen a golden and white glow that covered everything in a peaceful embrace.
Harry Pov
What happened? I was just cold and I didn't like that. Then I couldn't breath and I didn't like that. Then I felt empty, calm and floaty. That was ok. Now I feel warm and happy. I like this it feels nice… but my back is starting to ache. Now it's burning, it hurts. It feels like it's on fire. MAKE IT STOP!
Michael Pov
Exhaustion. That is all I felt at the moment. The amount of power needed to rebirth a dead soul is immense. If I was not an Archangel my powers would have been striped because of that stunt. But I had no choice. This child is able to use Grace. He must be saved and trained. I notice that the child is moving. Good, the Genesis Rebirth worked. Now all I have to do is… wait, what's happening to him? He's crying and wailing, trying to get on his stomach as if is back is *Rip* "Oh my god." I gasped. The child's back was bulging and stretching. The back of his shirt had large rips in the back because of the force those lumps. They kept stretching and stretching up towards the sky as if trying to reach it. After five minutes of watching these things stretched out of the child's body and listening I realized what those lumps were. "Oops." I thought as I mentally kicked myself "Looks like I added to much power in the ritual." Out of the child's back were two of the most beautiful wings I have ever seen. They were large silvery wings that had a pearly sheen because of the white feathers mixed with the silver. They were so beautiful and looked like liquid moon beams. What surprised me the most was the type of energy shat was seeping out of the child's wings "An Archangel! How could the child become an archangel, there has not been another since the fall of Lucifer. And further more, the child is still ALIVE!" I thought in astonishment. I looked down at the little one lying before me and muttered "Just how strong are you little one, and how strong will you become?" I picked the child up and wrapped him in the now dry sheets that killed him a half hour ago. "That reminds me, I have to pay those humans visit." I muttered in furry. With that I flew off and made a Way-Gate to get back home so that I could put the child down and deal with some despicable humans. I put the child down on one of the soft sofas and looked through his memories to learn about his life. As I looked through it I found out that his parents abandoned him for his brother, he survived the killing curse, and it was his aunt and uncle who dumped him in the river. I also found out little bits of information like his name, Harry James Potter, or that he liked snakes, and that he could talk to them. With that I flew through the gate back to Earth, knowing that I would be back soon.
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Random unspeakable Pov
Alarms were blaring and people were running everywhere. There had been a huge release of some un-known energy near London that THOUSANDS of muggles saw! To make it WORSE, some teenagers already posted it online and named it "Divine Miracle" or "The Light of God" or some other story like that! There were no stories that were "Gas Explotion" or "Freak Lightning bolt" because that would make our jobs TOO FUCKING EASY! Now we have to go out, make up a story to give to the papers and news crews, and THEN we have to go interrogate the fucking people who saw what the hell happened. Here comes the first guy… what the hell happened to him? His eyes look all burnt out. He was placed in the middle of the room and given varitaserum. His eyes glazed over and head unspeakable asked "What did you see."
The man started shaking and shouting about angels and their holy light. The head unspeakable froze and paled drastically then yelled "LOCKDOWN! NO ONE LEAVES OR ENTERS!" This… is very bad.
After three hours of getting information from ten different people, we obliviated them, re-grew their eyes and sent him on their way. From the information we received an angel burst out of the water, started glowing brightly and flew off. That was all we were able to get from the people who witnessed it. And the head unspeakable looked shaken. One of the newbie's asked "What's wrong captain." His head snapped up and he mumbled something about classified and not asking questions. With that it was back to work as usual but with a freaked out head unspeakable controlling everything.
(AN: In this story eyes can be re-grown)
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Sirius Pov
"Tiger Lily, Prongs were here." I yelled as I walked through the front doors with Remus at my side. Everything was good in the world. Voldomort was gone, the sun was shining, the hot girls were wearing revealing cloaks, and my godson was the most famous person in the British Isles. Nothing could ruin this day.
"Were in the study. Come on in." yelled James.
We walked through the halls and through the study doors and saw James lying on the couch with Lily sitting on a chair with Edward on her lap. "So James, did you here anything about what has all the unspeakable bastards knickers in a bunch?" I asked, wanting to know what had that whole department in an uproar.
He shook his head and said "Sorry Padfoot. I didn't hear anything. They have got everything on lockdown. The earliest we will get anything is in a month or two."
"Damn" I thought "I really want to know what is going on." As I was lost in my thoughts, Mooney was looking around looking for someone.
As he started speaking I was broken out of my train of thought. "James, Lily, where is Harry." Mooney asked with a bit of concern.
"Yah" I spoke up "where is the little tyke. I want to give him something for not paying much attention to him recently." I watched as James' face paled and Lily's gained a smirk.
Lily said, in a smug voice "We got rid of him. We need to look after Edward and he was only in the way. And don't bother asking where he is, it is for his own good for staying there and we will be getting him when he turns eleven so it doesn't matter." I couldn't believe what this… this BITCH was saying.
To the right of me Remus burst out yelling "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT! WHAT KIND OF PARENTS JUST ABANDONS ONE CHILD IN FAVOR OF ANOTHER?! WHAT KIND OF SICK PEOPLE DO THAT TO A CHILD? YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN HIM TO ME IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO TAKE CARE OF HIM. I AM HIS GODFATHER!"
"And you could have given him to me." I said evenly. "I would have taken care of him if Mooney wouldn't and if he did take care of Harry, I would have taken him during the full-moon. Now will you tell us where Harry is?" I asked with a hint of a threat in the words.
James opened his mouth so speak but Lily beat him to it. "No. we won't tell you where he is. It is for the best that he stays where he is." Lily said in that smug little tone of here. Mooney looked absolutely murderous.
I turned to James and asked "What do you say James. Will you tell us where Harry is?"
James looked down at his feet and said "I cant you guys. It is for the best that he stays where he is."
I look at money and he nods, pushing back the pure fury that was building up inside of him. (Double Marauder speaking) "Very well James. I Padfoot" "and I Mooney" "strip you of your Marauder name" "and of your Marauder equipment until such a time comes" "that you are deemed worthy to bear the Marauder name" "once again. So mote it be." "So mote it be" with those words spoken, we felt a piece of magic break off of James and dissipate. By the look on James's face, it hurt. After all, it was his animagus form that got striped away. With that done, me and Mooney left to go and find Harry, ignoring the screeching Lily and the crying James.
We headed off to the one person who we knew would help any child in need, even if it was the spawn of the devil. We apperated to the home of Severus Snape and rang the doorbell.
He stalked to the door and opened it. There stood the greasy git in all his glory. "Well Black and Lupin, to what do I owe the displeasure of having you on my front porch." He sneered at us, of course that sneer flew off his face when we told him why we were there.
"We need your help Sniv… Severus." I grumbled out.
Thankfully Mooney took over at this point. "Lily abandoned Harry somewhere and won't let us take care of him. We need the help of someone who is a potions master to help brew a locating potion powerful enough to punch through any ward Lily cast. We need you Potions Master Severus Snape."
He looked at the both of us for several minutes before he sighed and said "Very well. I will help you, but you have to help me make some of my more volatile potions and help gather the ingredients that are needed." We both nodded at this and he let us into our home.
We wouldn't find Harry until much later, but we became good friends and inducted Severus as a new Marauder to replace the one hole that James left. We made fun of him for days when we found out his anamagi form was a bat and his Marauder name wasn't much better. It was spyfang.
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James Pov
It hurts. My anamagi form was just ripped violently from my body. The pain hurt so bad it was like a piece of my soul was cut away and I was branded. "What have we done?" I asked Lily.
"We did what was for the best James." She replied coolly.
I looked down at the floor wishing at that moment that I had not allowed Harry to be taken away.
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Michael Pov
I quickly flew to Surry in time to see the Dursley family sit down to eat. "Perfect" I thought "I can just show my regular angel form to scare them and then use that cursed seal on them to seal their fate." I smiled at the last part. I flew down to the front door and landed without a sound. I transformed and rang the doorbell. I heard grumbling and angry mumbling coming closer to the door. When it opened an enormously fat person stood there and parked out "What do you wa..." his eyes had caught sight of my wings and the words died in his mouth.
"You will take me to se your wife and we will have a little talk." I ordered. The fat one nodded dumbly and guided me to the kitchen.
"Who was it Vernon?" asked a shrill voice.
"That would be me madam." I said while gliding through the doorway. She looked up in shock and then in fear as I continued speaking. "Petunia Evans Dursley and Vernon Wallace Dursley, you have been charged with the murder of a Grace using human; the first in over two thousand years. How do you plead?" I stated sending fear through their bodies.
The fat ore finally gained enough nerve to yell "WHO ARE YOU TO CHARGE US WITH THESE THINGS?! GET OUT!"
I looked at him with cold fury glowing in my eyes "I am the Archangel Michael. And I have been looking for that child over 24 hours before you killed him. He has a power not seen in over two thousand years. He has the ability to use the holy energy of the lord and the ability to use magic." I said with a cold, chilling voice. Their faces lost all color and they looked like they were about to pass out. "With your refusal to speak I charge you guilty of your crimes." I made a hand sign that looked like a pentagon with a cross in the center of it. "Divine Art: Brand of the Damned" I said, sealing their fates. The spell took effect and hit them their chests, causing a brand to appear on their hearts in the shape of a pentagon with a cross in the center of it. "These marks damn you to the fiery pits of hell where you will be tortured by the most blood thirsty demons for all eternity. And in one minute you will be tortured for seven hours strait." With that, I turned around and walked to the door. As I reached it, the fat man and the stick lady started screaming as if being tortured in the fiery pits already. With that I flew out the door and through a Way-Gate, heading home to watch after my new charge.
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That was the LOOONGEST chapter I have written yet. YAY ME!
Well, I have nothing to say so… here is a poll.
IMPORTANT:
What should Harry learn?
Should Harry go to Hogwarts?
Should Edward be nice, mean and a bully, or in the middle?
What year Hogwarts should it be found out that Harry is the BWL and not Edward?
Should I make Lily a bigger Bitch?
Should I make Dumbles a bad guy, good guy, or conflicted guy?
That's it, I am tired and I need to go to sleep now.
Good night,
fanbasher865