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Harry and his group suddenly appeared on a beautiful looking terrace.
Fleur said "Follow me, my mozer will be able to help us."
Harry quickly dusted himself off, and followed Fleur and the rest of the gang towards the beautiful French manor. They walked a little ways up this black cobble stone pathway. Bill was carrying Gabrielle followed by Fleur, Xiana and he was guarding the rear. Fleur opened the backdoor to the manor and yelled
"Maman, ou est tu?"
"Ici, darling why are you back to early?" Madame Delacour came into view and screamed.
"Vat is wrong with my baby!" She ran to Gabrielle to go pick her up.
"Ve vere attacked by death eaterz. Harry pulled Gabrielle away from the killing curse. She may be in
shock. Maman we need a healer!"
"Yes of course" replied her mother. She carried Gabrielle up to her room and when she came down, she went to the fireplace and made a couple of floo calls. When she was done she came back and said.
"Fleur take your friends to the dining room and get some drinks going. Madam Lasalle our family healer is on her way. I have also called you father and he should get here within 30 minutes." She looked really nervous and walked back to Gabrielle's room.
By this time Fleur had given each one of her friends a large glass of Napoleon brandy. She took a seat and took a good look at everyone. Her eyes settled on Harry and said.
"Arry, I want to thank you a second time around for saving by baby sister from death yes."
"I'm just glad I made it on time, those blasted curses were too damn close this time around. I think Gabrielle is understandably in emotional shock. She came very close to dying today" Harry had that far away look in his eyes as he was talking. They could all see the haunting look in his eyes when he spoke.
Xiana was nearly in tears and said " Harry, I want to personally thank you for saving all of our lives today. If it weren't for you we would most likely be dead. No insult on your abilities is intended Bill."
"None taken Xiana, I know that I couldn't have taken on 18 death eaters and survived. The question I want to know is how Harry was able to do this?"
They all turned to him and he looked at each one of them. This was as good a time as any to get some kind of handle on their feelings and thoughts. He brought out his legiliment abilities and began to gently probe each one in turn.
He was glad in that everyone was still recovering from the shock of the attack. Their natural mental shields were weaker than normal, and he was able to slip by with next to no pressure. Looking at Bill he could see that the man was very confused. He could not believe that a 16-year-old kid had done this much damage. He went digging further and found out that his loyalties for Dumbledore were not cast in stone.
Harry got the impression from Bill that the old man was not fighting the war effectively. Well, Well Harry thought. This is quite interesting. He found that he was a very proud individual like all Weasly's and was very much in love with Fleur.
He looked at Xiana, and found that she felt ashamed at her performance during the battle. She missed her dead twin brother very much. She was very insecure and felt incomplete. Not unusual Harry thought. Magical twins share an even deeper mental connection then muggle twins do. Looking into her mind he received the impression that she had a big rift with her family. She was a proud women and Harry imagined that all Zabini's were proud. Finally he got the impression that she liked him a lot. Interesting times three he thought.
He turned towards Fleur and found that she was also a very proud woman. She was very close and protective of her baby sister. She loved Bill very much. She did not know if she wanted to move to England and leave her beloved France. She had been very surprised by the savage brutality that he had used to deal with the death eaters. She was a bit intimidated by him now. Shit Harry thought, he vowed to make her understand why he had acted the way he did. Harry finally said.
"When we have all seen the healer, and had a few more of these mentally relaxing drinks I will give you some of these answers. You must understand that I cannot reveal everything. Everyone has secrets. I will give you enough information for all of you to make your own opinion of me. If you can't accept what I am trying to do, I'll understand." They all thought about it for a minute and they agreed that it was a reasonable request.
Xiana was dying to know how he could fight so well. She had been so dam scared when the attack came. If Harry hadn't taken charge and told them what to do, she would have made a break for it. She felt so ashamed for being so scared and freezing up like that. Here she was a graduate of Beauxbatons and she felt she couldn't fight her way out of a gnome attack if she tried. She felt so useless. Here was Harry Potter, still in school and he ended saving all of their asses. How bloody humiliating is that?
Xiana thought that he looked so mature and yet he looked like he was so alone. Xiana was brought out of her thoughts when they all heard the fireplace roar. Madam Lasalle stepped out of the fireplace and walked over to Fleur immidiatly. Madam Lasalle said.
"Fleur where are you hurt?"
"Oh, I'm fine Madam but Gabrielle, Xiana and Arry are hurt. If you guys don't mind, could Madam see Gabrielle first?"
Both Harry and Xiana said it was perfectly all right. Plus the Brandy was starting to act as an effective painkiller at any rate. Within 40 minutes Madam had looked at all of their wounds and with some effective spell casting and some potions they were made good as new. Finally Bill's curiosity got the better of him and said.
"Well Harry, lets see if we can get some of these questions answered." He said that more as a statement then anything else. It annoyed Harry a bit, but he let it go. He needed to start building his ranks. Every war has generals and soldiers.
"All right, why don't we go into your backyard Fleur, I have to show you something." Harry turned to Xiana and said we just met this morning, but I feel I can trust you. On top of that, you are a friend of Fleur's and I trust her. You are more than welcome to join them.
"Thank you Harry, I would be honored to be included in your group of friends."
With that said, they walked towards one of the Unicorn statue. It truly was breath taking. It was made of pure white marble and a solid silver horn sticking out of its forehead. Harry dug into his pocket and took out what looked to the others as a small rectangular box the size of a muggle paper back book. It was black and had diamonds covering its sides.
Harry put it down on the ground and enlarged it. Bill was looking at this enlarged trunk with fascination. It seemed to be a third bigger than your average trunk. There were also fist size elliptical diamonds inlaid into the outside wood panels. Harry put his hand to the H.P engraving, the lid of the trunk glowed blue for a second, and then a click was heard. Harry led the way and proceeded down a set of stairs.
Fleur, Xiana, and then Bill followed Harry down the steps. Bill reflected that he had never seen a trunk that had a set of stairs that went this deep. They must have dropped 20 ft into the trunk before they came to a stop. They were then staring at a set 15-feet high metal door. This was a metal that Bill was not familiar with. Harry turned around and said.
"Before we go in, I need you all to swear a wizards oath that you will not divulge the secrets that I am about to show you." They all swore a wizard's oath to that effect.
Harry then explained to them that blood wards protected the entrance, but since they were with him, he just needed to key their magical signatures to the portal. They all came forward and placed their palms on the crystal and they were all recorded in turn. Harry then opened the first set of doors and repeated the same procedure for the inner doors. When the group finally walked past the inner doors and had their first look inside they became speechless.
They kept opening and closing their mouths for a few seconds until they managed to snap out of their wonder. Everyone was deeply impressed with the living accommodations. Harry decided to give them the grand tour. He showed them the living room, the kitchen, dining room, library, training gym, potions lab, the upstairs bedrooms, baths, and the electrical generators. Fleur said.
"Arry, this is incredible. From the floors to the furniture's, this place is amazing!"
Xiana was speechless. She was utterly impressed with the display of magic that went into creating this home. She was curious and said "Is this your official home Harry?"
"No" answered Harry. "This is my portable home away from my real home. I discovered my real home early this summer. "
Xiana said nothing but gave Harry a long stare and merely raised her right eyebrow. Bill finally recovered his vocal cords and said.
"Where in the name of Osiris did you buy a trunk like this?"
"I didn't buy it Bill, I made it. Here let me show you" He brought them back down through the living room and on to the library. He went to the outer left shelf and under crafts; he pulled out his fabrication manual and handed it to Bill. Bill picked up the book and started studying it. The more he read the more he became impressed with the fabrication details. Finally Bill said.
"Well Harry, reading your book I have no doubt that you built this trunk. This is way too detailed to be anyone else's work. However the time needed to build this palace would have taken a lot longer than a month. How did you manage to construct this so quickly?"
"I'll answer your question, but first lets get comfortable as this could take a while."
Harry brought them back to the living room where every one took a chair by the fireplace. Xiana took the time to admire the Potter family tapestry. Studying the tapestry, Xiana never realized that the Potters were an ancient wizarding family.
Harry sat them down and went to the bar. He came back and gave them each a glass of 16-year-old Lagavulin single Islay malt whisky. Harry thought that they were going to need this with the story he was about to tell them. Harry knew that he was on delicate grounds. He needed them to understand that although he used dark magic, he was not evil. He wanted them to understand that magic is not black or white. They ought to realize how corrupt the magical ministry was. Above everything else, Harry wanted them to understand the events that led him to make the decisions that he did.
Harry decided to start with the event before the start of his 5th year. He explained about the botched attempt by the ministry to have him expelled from Hogwarts. He described the events leading up to the dementor attack on him and his cousin. He then explained the trumped up charges from the ministry and him getting absolved due Mrs. Figg being present to witness the events. Harry then explained Umbridge and all of her power abuse. He showed them the marks from her Blood Quill. At that point Fleur had her hand in front of her mouth looking horrified. Xiana had a murderous look to her and Bill just shook his head.
Harry then explained about the defense club that he co-founded with his former best friends. Bill looked up sharply when he said former best friends and made a mental note to ask Harry to explain what he meant.
Harry then explained how Dumbledore told him to take Occlumency lessons with Professor Snape. He told them of the sheer animosity between him and Snape and the botched Occlumency lessons. Harry described the mental connection between himself and Voldemort.
Harry explained how he had fallen into Voldemort's trap by believing a false vision sent to him. Harry recounted to them that the planted vision was about his godfather Sirius Black being tortured at the department of mysteries. Harry told them of his meeting with Umbridge after his OWL exams, and her admission that she was the one who sent the Dementors after him and how she was willing to use the cruciatus on him. He described their escape and their journey to the department of mysteries.
Harry finally explained how they reached the hall of prophecy and the ensuing battle with the death eaters. He told them about the Order of the Phoenix and how they showed up to help them. At this point, Harry took a moment to compose himself, his hands were shaking, and he could barely control the sobs coming from his mouth. Harry could feel hot tears coming down his cheeks. He excused himself for a minute to regain his composure. When he came back he told them how his godfather died at the hands of Bellatrix Lestrange by falling into the veil.
Harry told them that on the same night that his godfather died, Dumbledore decided to let him know about a prophecy between him and Voldemort. At this point he did not elaborate on the specifics but let them know that in the end he has to kill or be killed by Voldemort. Harry then described how betrayed he felt at Dumbledores hands and the rest of the wizarding world.
Harry made them realize that Dumbledore knew of the prophecy since he was born, but never bothered to train him to help face his destiny. He explained the betrayal of his parent's wishes for him to be sent to a loving family. Harry felt it was necessary to explain to them his early years at the Dursleys.
By this time the girls had tears in their eyes, and Bill had a murderous look on his face.
He also recounted to them how Dumbledore had manipulated him and kept the existence of his family vault a secret from him. To prove his point he took out the letters from Griphook, Sirius will and his parents will, and showed it to them. With these revelations the group simply could not believe the treachery and the pain that he had endured so far.
Harry explained how he snuck out of his uncle's house and made his way to Diagon Alley. He met Griphook and learned about his inheritance and how to put an end to Dumbledore's manipulations. He explained his ultimate desire to train himself to avenge his parents and Sirius.
Harry enlightened them about finding Odin's eye. He didn't go into all of the specifics but enough for them to understand that for every day passed this summer he experienced 30 days in flux time training. Without giving too many details, he listed all of the subjects that he had studied so far.
To say that they were impressed was an understatement. Of course they now understood the incredible price that he paid in his pursuit of knowledge. He had next to no companionship, and his life seemed all work and no play. Harry also detailed his journey and final success with the mind arts.
He explained to them some of his discoveries regarding a new method of apparating, but he kept the major technical details to himself. The group now had a brief understanding as to how he had managed to portkey them through the wards after the battle. He decided not to mention his discoveries of Naquadah and Naquadria. Harry felt that he needed to keep his most profound discoveries a secret for now.
At length, Harry talked about his training regiment and his tutors. He described his breakthrough in body magic mixed with martial arts. He finally told them about his plans to continue his studies with his tutors in charms, transfiguration, and martial arts. He notified them that he was going back to his training regiment until August 21. Then he paused, closed his eyes, and with as much venom as he could muster told them that he was going to confront Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix and sever all ties with them.
The group could literally feel the air getting colder and the air crackling with magical energy when he mentioned Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix. At this point Bill's brain was on overdrive. He now remembered the fight between Remus and Dumbledore around the kitchen table. He began to realize just how bad the old coot miscalculated. Bill needed a few more points clarified and asked the next set of questions.
"Harry, Dumbledore has obviously missed the boat on a lot of things, but he always gave the impression that he cared about you." Harry snorted at this.
"I am nothing but a chess pawn to him Bill! He never gave a shit about my feelings or me. He locked me up with muggles that used and abused me. He went against all of my parent's wishes. All he wanted was to keep his weapon safe. Forget about my physical and mental well being. He brought me out whenever Voldemort reared his ugly head. One of the problems with all of this is that he has known about the prophecy since before I was born. Yet, he did nothing to train and prepare me to face my destiny."
After a few minutes of thinking Bill replied, "Why would he not train you? It makes no sense Harry."
"I believe I have found the answer to that question. However I'm afraid you are going to have to wait until August 21 when I confront Dumbledore about it."
"Fair enough." replied Bill. Bill suddenly remembered one of Harry's earlier statements and said.
"Harry what did you mean by former best friends?"
Harry sighed. "Bill, just before we left school, both Hermione and Ron told me that they were going on vacation. The day after I got back from Hogwarts I went to Gringotts. That morning before I went to the bank I stopped at the Leaky Cauldron. Guess who happened to be sitting just behind me?"
"Ron and Hermione" Bill said in a low voice. Bill had an inkling of what was coming next.
"Right you are. I found out that they never had any intention to go on vacation. Instead they were going to train with the Order all summer. But that's not the best part you see. I clearly overheard them talking about being inducted into the Order of the Phoenix last summer. They fucking lied to me Bill! They god dam betrayed me to that kaniving old bastard all fucking year!" Harry spat out.
"Are you sure Harry?"
"As sure as the sun comes up Bill They have been keeping tabs on me, and reporting any unusual occurrences to the headmaster. As I said before, I heard their confession as clear as day. How could they do this to me? I always thought that true friends stick together no matter what. I guess they weren't my true friends after all."
"I don't know what to say Harry. Ron has always had a streak of jealousy, but it seems to be getting worse as the years go by. He probably saw an opportunity to put one over you and didn't properly consider the consequences. I don't think he realizes it, but he is becoming more like Percy as he gets older. His ambitions are overriding his heart."
"You would think that after the events of the Triwizard tournament, he would have learned from his mistakes."
Harry could see how Bill was tormented in admitting this about his own brother and a quick peak into his mind told him that he felt great shame for Ron's actions.
"I know he is your brother Bill, but I will be severing all my ties to him and Granger. I can no longer accept these betrayals from people I once considered family"
"I understand how you feel Harry. I would do the exact same thing in your place. It seems the headmasters manipulations go a lot further than I ever imagined. "
Bill's face grew stony hard when he thought of the headmaster's games. Bill always considered himself a happy go lucky kind of a guy. Maybe he should have questioned the old man's motives a hell of a lot more. One thing for sure he now believed that when the time came he would sever his ties to the Order of the Phoenix. His conscience demanded no less. He had to get to Charlie and see where he stood.
Harry looked at Bill and decided to push his argument. "Think Bill. Does it make sense to train Granger and your brother with Aurors all summer but keep me locked up in a room to rot away for the rest of the summer? If you were the ultimate weapon against Voldemort wouldn't you want to be trained as best you can? "
It was Xiana who answered, "No Harry, from what you have told us there are to many inconsistency in your headmasters actions". Harry decided to peek into her mind and assess her true thoughts. He was surprised by her honesty. She didn't feel pity but rather sad at the way he had grown up. Harry also got the impression that she also felt genuine admiration for him and how he had dealt with his problems. This pleased Harry very much. He was starting to really like Xiana Zabini.
Fleur at this point was thinking very hard. She knew from the Triwizard tournament how noble and brave Arry was. However the young sweet boy that she knew then had been replaced with this hardened young man. He was still as brave and noble, but he had definitely lost his innocence. She above anything else wanted to hear his thoughts on studying the dark arts. Finally she said
"Arry, I wanted to know if you have any fear of becoming an evil wizard by studying and using the dark arts no?" Harry looked at Fleur, and knew how he answered this question would either bring her in his camp or sever their ties. Harry said.
"No Fleur! I'm not going to turn into an evil wizard by studying and using the dark arts. Granted what I did today was utterly ruthless. However you must understand that we are in a war. We are in a war with the most despicable creatures on earth. They don't care about rules and regulations. They use the unforgivables as if it were candy. They go after babies, children, rape young girls and women, attack the elderly. Who ever happens to be in their site is fair game. If we are ever going to win against these people, we have got to drop the stupid ministry guidelines and start fighting fire with fire!"
Harry paused to let his words sink in. He could tell that they were considering his words very carefully. He decided to press his argument.
"You know some one once told me that there is no good or evil only power. I say that there is no light or dark magic. Magic itself is neutral, it all comes down to intent." He took a sip of whiskey and continued.
" Tell me this, what if I use a light spell such as a trip jinx in order to cause someone to fall down a set of stairs with the intent to kill them. Wouldn't this make me evil even though I used light magic?" He waited for them to absorb his words. Realizing that no one was interrupting he continued.
"What if I use a dark spell on a death eater and help prevent an innocent little girl from being raped. Does that make me an evil wizard because I used dark magic even though my intent is to do good? Life is rarely black and white but infinite shades of gray. Magic is no different, it's a tool. How you use this tool determines if you are an evil, gray, or light wizard." No one interrupted so he pressed on.
" Remember this, most of the spells that the ministry considers dark magic is labeled as such because most people do not have the power to cast these spells. Our dear ministry wouldn't want anybody to be better than them. That would be far to threatening to their position!"
Xiana found herself agreeing with everything Harry said. Her family had certainly delved into the dark arts. Some more than others, but none of them turned evil. They could protect themselves with it that's for sure. Her father thought her a bit of dark magic in her 6th year, it was nothing compared to Harry's level. She wanted to really learn how to fight. She hated the death eaters and Voldemort and one way or another she was never going to feel as helpless as she had this morning.
Xiana decided to approach Harry when he was alone and ask him if she could come and train with him. He certainly had plenty of room in this trunk. She had saved up some money and could pay him. She had no attachment here. Her home was England. The only reason she had not gone back yet was that she had no idea of what she would do once she got there. She was still pissed off with the rest of her family.
There was no way in hell that she would agree to any arranged marriage by her parents. She would choose the man she married. Maybe while studying with Harry, she would figure out what she wanted to do. She came out of her musing and caught Harry starring at her. She smiled and slightly inclined her head towards him. Harry smiled back and acknowledged her nod.
Bill and Fleur looked at each other, and both came to the same conclusion. They would both join Harry and train with him whenever they could. It had become painfully clear that he was the central figure in this war and his ideas on fighting it were better than anything out there. They needed to learn dark magic, and from what they had seen Harry do, he would be more than competent to teach them. Bill spoke first.
"Harry, I believe that Fleur agrees with me, and we would like to join you. Do you want us to quit the Order of the Phoenix now? Also I think we would also benefit from you teaching us some dark arts if you are willing."
Harry's face showed great relief at finally gaining some allies. From the book of Sun Tzu, he had learned that no war can be fought without gaining intelligence from the enemy. Harry said.
"I want to thank you both for your support and loyalty. You don't know how much that means to me. I think it might be wise for both of you to stay in the order and gather any intelligence you deem fit to pass on. This way we will have intelligence on Dumbledore and the Ministry's activities. I have a feeling that after Voldemort is taken care off, the ministry will be gunning for us. I for one plan or being ready for them. As for the dark arts, I'll be glad to train you. Just give me times and dates that suite you both"
Bill and Fleur stood up and they both came over to Harry. Bill and Harry shook hands while Fleur kissed him on both cheeks. Fleur said.
"Bill we need to go see how Gabrielle is doing?" They both told Harry that they would meet him later on to organize some training schedules. Harry saw them out of the trunk and came back to the living room to see what Xiana's plans were.
Harry sat himself down and was about to ask Xiana her thoughts when she suddenly spoke up.
"Harry, as I said before we only met this morning. But I want you to know that I agree with your position. I do not condone the use of dark magic especially if it is used for fighting evil. I wish that I could have been of some use this morning. I was so scared and I froze. I felt so helpless! I don't ever want to feel like that again. I have a sixth sense about people, and my gut and my heart are telling me to trust you. With my twin's death, I no longer have any reason to stay here. I have enough money and if you would be willing, I would like you to teach me dark arts and how to fight."
Harry could read the anguish on her face. Her beautiful eyes were locked with his, and Harry could tell that she clearly meant what she said. He had seen her thoughts and knew that she would not betray him. Truth be told, he was yearning for companionship. The quicker he could build a war council the better it would be for him. Harry knew that he could not fight the war by himself. Harry replied.
"Xiana, I'll be glad to help you train. I can use every ally I can get. I must admit, that my training up to now has been quite lonely. Write down all of you training and any special abilities that you have, and I'll design a training plan to bring you up to speed as quickly as possible. You have already finished your NEWT so you should have a very good grounding in the core courses. We will go back to my official home later this evening. Tomorrow afternoon I'll be meeting with my martial arts, charms, and transfiguration tutors. If you want you can take part in these tutoring lessons with me."
Harry could see her smile. He did not need to poke into her head to know that she was genuinely glad that he accepted her to train with him.
Xiana said, "Thank you so much Harry. This means a lot to me. "
"You're welcome." Harry replied.
They spent the rest of the afternoon talking and getting to know each other better. They both found it very easy to talk to each other. They each realized how like-minded they were. In talking with her, Harry found that she was an animagus and that her form was that of an Egyptian Saker Falcon.
She in turn found out that he was a parseltongue. For some reason Harry found himself able to finally talk about Sirius and how he died. He had ruthlessly repressed his feelings of mourning for so long. He missed his godfather a great deal and felt cheated on not being able to tell him how much he loved him.
Xiana in turn told him about the death of her twin. She never had a chance to say goodbye. The body had been cremated before she had a chance to see him one last time. All she was told was that he had died from some ancient curse while on a dig in Egypt. She did not lay any blame on the curse but rather on her parents for forcing Xoran to be on his own too early with no support.
Xiana explained that her brother met this really wonderful muggleborn witch of modest means and they fell in love. One thing led to another and she became pregnant with his child. Because she was of modest means, her parents wanted Xoran to force her to have an abortion and leave her.
He immidiatly became disgusted with their parents. One thing led to another and Xoran decided to dissociate himself from the Zabini name. Not long ago his girlfriend and wife to be Liana gave birth to a healthy baby boy. She has her family to help support her, but she is still struggling. Xiana explained that part of the reason she also stayed behind after graduation was to help Liana with her little nephew.
Harry could tell how much she despised what her family had done. Harry looked at his watch and realized that it was nearly 6:00 pm. He told Xiana that they had to get going. She asked him if she could drop off at her apartment and pick up her possessions. Harry agreed and they decided to say good buy to Fleur and Bill. They also wanted to say farewell to Gabrielle.
They got out of the trunk. Harry reduced and pocketed his trunk. Xiana shook her head slightly. She still could not believe the display of magic that went into creating his trunk. They made their way to the back of the Manor, and met Fleur and Bill sitting in the lounge. It appeared that Fleur's father had arrived home. The moment he spotted Harry he came over and introduced himself.
"Bonjour Arry, my name is Armand Delacour. Fleur and Bill explained how you saved by baby girl early this afternoon. I just want to say that I am in your dept. If not for you I would be burying my daughter right now. If you need anything please let me know. I just came back from the battle scene, and let me say that those bastards deserved everything they got in spades."
"Thank you sir. I am very fond of Gabrielle. I couldn't sit still and watch her be murdered in cold blood. "
"Gabrielle would like to see you before you go, is that o.k.?" Armand said.
"No, problems sir." Harry replied. They took their leave of Bill and Fleur. Bill told him that he and Fleur were going to use their weekends to train with him. Harry told Bill and Fleur that it was a great plan. This way they would not arouse any suspicion.
When Harry entered Gabrielle's room, she noticed him right away, jumped out of bed, and threw herself into his arms. Harry picked her up and sat down on her bed. She thanked him profusely for saving her life again. She was shaking and crying on his shoulder. Harry held her tight and gently rubbed her back. Harry really felt awkward around crying girls. He guessed that with practice he would get used to it.
Harry told Gabrielle that she was going to be O.K. He told her that she was brave and that she would make a formidable witch when she was older. He tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead.
Watching the interaction between Gabrielle and Harry, Xiana couldn't help but admire his gentle side. He genuinely cared for people close to him. Xiana came over and showed him a map with the coordinates of her apartment and they apparated there. Once in the small apartment, Harry enlarged his trunk and told her to find herself a room she likes upstairs and to take all of her things there. Harry helped her with her books and other items.
Morning of July 31 at #4 Privet Drive
Remus Lupin was under an invisibility cloak and was carefully making his way to #4 Privet Drive. He looked at his watch and noticed it was 4:30 am. It was early enough that the Dursley's should be sleeping. At least he hoped that no one was awake. He approached the house and carefully looked at his surrounding. He wanted this to be as quiet as possible. He whispered Alohamora on the front door and carefully made his way inside.
He stayed in the entrance way for a little bit letting his wolf senses assess the situation. He senses picked up nothing unusual and proceeded to the kitchen. Remus approached the kitchen and stopped in his track. He looked at the kitchen table and was utterly bewildered by the contraption lying on top of the table.
He noticed a crystal vase sitting on an obsidian stand. The vase was pulsing at regular intervals. It was pulsing a deep crimson color. Remus looked closer and now recognized crystals and blood in the vase. This was beyond anything he had ever seen or understood. To say that he was freaked out was an understatement. He decided to do some more exploring so he cast a sound proof spell on this boots and proceeded up the stares to Harry's room.
Remus made sure to keep good balance and stopped every four steps to listen for any sound. Hearing no sound he made his way to the bedrooms. Remus began having an uneasy feeling. He finally made it up the stairs and noticed Harry 's bedroom door was cracked slightly opened. He opened the room and to his great surprise he noticed that the room was bare except for his old trunk, which was sitting at the end of his bed. The bed was made but looked liked it had not been slept in for weeks. At this point Remus was starting to panic. He went to the trunk and opened it. It was completely empty?
He decided to check on the other occupants. If he found out that they hurt Harry Remus was not going to control himself anymore. He was going to loose it. Remus decided to check on his whale of a cousin He openened the door but found no one there. He then decided to check the master bedroom. He openened but found the same evidence as in Harry's room.
It looked like no one had been here in a while. At this point he was starting to really panic. He made his way back to the living room and sat down on a couch. He needed to think things out. As he sat down he noticed a calendar by the fire place it appeared to have lines across the dates. He got up and went to take a closer look. Remus noticed the word vacation written on top of the crossed out lines. He flipped the calendar and noticed that the lines ended Aug 18?
Remus was now completely loss. Did Harry go with his relatives on vacation as a birthday present? That seemed highly unlikely. Hell they despised him. Of course these days, Harry gave as good as he got. If Tonks story is to be believed, the Dursleys got a kick in their rear end last month. Maybe they shipped him out somewhere? Did Voldemort get to him?
That last one was the most unlikely scenario. There would have been an attack and the wards would have alerted them at any rate. The final thought that he dreaded the most was that Harry had run away. Remus knew the anger that the teen was harboring. Dumbledore sent him back to a place he does not consider home with no moral support from people who essentially hate him.
Remus knew what was happening at headquarters, and could he could not fathom the logic that the old goat was using. Remus was getting genuinely pissed at the puppet master. Harry was the last link to the marauders. He loved the kid as if he were his own.
Remus knew that deep down he was close to making a life altering decision soon. His loyalty to the marauders and to James and Lily demanded no less. He would quit the Order of the Phoenix and sever all ties to that manipulative old bastard. He cared for Harry first and foremost. He still respected the old mans' powers, but not the man himself.
Dumbledore made far to much law braking decision for his taste. Remus finally made up his mind and decided to wait around. If past experience were any indication, someone would show up sooner or later. To get to the bottom of this, somebody would have to stay in the house. Tonks and Moody needed to agree to his proposition. He decided to make himself comfortable and wait.
Remus sat on the couch and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly his Phoenix pendant started to get hot. He swiftly got off the couch and looked at his watch. It was now 12:30 pm. Oh, Oh trouble in paradise he thought. Remus sat thinking for a minute and decided to apparate back to Grimauld place. When he got there the whole place was in pandemonium. Kingsley, Fletcher, Tonks, Arthur, Charlie, Bones, Donavan, Minerva, Moll, Moody, and Dumbledore were gathered around the table.
Dumbledore got up and everyone went quiet. Dumbledore then said "Alright everyone! We just got word from the ministry, Voldemort is attacking Azkaban as we speak, I have portkeys for everyone, please take one, and activate. Stay in groups of three and try to stop the death eaters from escaping. Everyone activate!"
Remus was about to pick up his portkey when Tonks accosted him and in a low voice said.
"Did you get a chance to talk to Harry?"
Remus said, "Harry is not there, and it looks like no one has been there for some time. To hell with keeping watch from a distance he said. We need to be present in the house when someone shows up to get some answers. "
Tonks thought about this for a while and said, "All right, I'm in. You need to get Moody on board. One question that has been running on my mind is do we tell the headmaster about these development?"
"No! Lets keep this between us for now. No need arising undue suspicion on Harry." They then picked up the portkey and they were off.
Later that evening everyone had long faces. There had been a multitude of attacks across England and oversea. This had greatly stretched ministry and the Orders resources. The main target had been Azkaban. Regardless of their efforts, it had been ransacked. Voldemort had cleaned the place out and had rescued his inner circle to boot. As predicted by Dumbledore the Dementors had left their post and joined Voldemort. There were rumors coming from the ministry that one of Voldemort's raids had failed miserably and he had lost many troops. No other information was forthcoming however.
To make things a lot worse, the youngest Weasley boy Ron was bragging that with his new training he could have stopped some of the death eaters. Remus thought that the little shit was getting way over confident. Hermione was no better. She actually thought that she was ready to step up to the plate and fight death eaters at will. He had witnessed their dueling skills. They weren't up to spec that's for sure.
There arrogance was getting a bit much. In reality they wouldn't stand a chance. Death eaters don't play to loose. They go straight for the jugular. Their current training is no match for people who have mastered the unforgivables.
Remus decides to retire early to his room and think on this morning's event. He couldn't hide his feelings of worry concerning his cub. To hell with the Order he thought he had to get back there tomorrow. With these thoughts in mind, Remus laid himself to bed and went to sleep.
July 31, 2:30 pm At Riddle Manor in little Hangleton
There had been early celebrations going on at riddle manor that afternoon. The dark lord himself was quite happy with his success at braking Azkaban. Having the Dementors on his side was quite a bonus. He was now waiting for his remaining squads to come back from their raids. It did not take long for hell to brake loose. The dark lord would mark this day as a victory with worry. However unknown to him, this would also be the day where the end of the dark lord reign began.
The dark lord was in deep discussions with Bellatrix when the recently released Lucius Malfoy came barging through in the throne room and bowed low to his masters and said.
"My Lord! There has been a serious situation developed with our attack team in France!"
The dark lord sneered and said, "What do you mean a serious situation? You better start making sense Lucius, I do not like playing games."
"My Lord, I beg your indulgence to come and see for yourself. I do not think that you would believe my explanation."
The dark lord looked at him for a few seconds and said," Very well, show me. I want all of my senior lieutenants to be present. Bellatrix, Lucius, Rabastan, Crabb, Goyle, Rudolfus, Liam, Snape and Avery meet me in the portkey chamber."
When they got there they were dismayed beyond belief. Three of their brethren looked to be in a catatonic state and one of them was holding the decapitated head of Antonin Dolohov. The dark lord was surprised to say the least. Of his 22 men attack team, three were left. One of his senior member was decapitated. This act of ruthlessness was unheard off from ministry aurors. Except for Romania, all wizarding ministries shunned such acts of brutality. He needed some answers fast. Finally he said.
"Lucius go and fetch my projection pensive. Crabb and Goyle gather these imbeciles and bring them to the throne room. The rest of you get our new recruits, I want them to see what new battle tactics the Aurors are using." The dark lord would later ponder why decided not legilimens these cretins. In one single move he had instilled terror into his troops from an unknown power. This fear would later play quite well into his opponent's hand.
They all gathered in the thrown room. And the dark lord instructed these last three to put their memories of the battle scene into the pensive. They had all been prepared to see some new Auror tactics that they could study and learn from.
What they saw however was nothing of the sort. The first few minutes of the fight had been predictable but it quickly turned into a horror show that had some of his new recruits pissing themselves. They witness one faceless wizard utterly obliterate their brethrens. None of them including the dark lord had ever seen this type of dark magic and brutality.
Severus was shocked for two reasons. One he could not imagine a wizard wielding this kind of power. Second he had never once in his service to the dark lord seen him with a look of fear on his face. The fact that the dark lord did not recognize this kind of dark magic was baffling to say the least. Severus paid close attention to the battle scene and tried to memorize as many details as possible. He had to show this to Dumbledore.
Finally after studying the battle scene a few more times, the dark lord said, "Well, well, well. It would seem we have a new player in town. We need to find out all we can about this wizard. I want you to hit all of our information resources, bars, banks, stores, and restaurants. I want all contacts to be alerted tonight. I want information on this bastard in three weeks time. If you fail me, there will be dire consequences!"
Suddenly Avery spoke up "My lord, I was just doing some scanning charms and noticed that these three have been tagged with a tracking charm that I do not recognize?"
The dark lord face twisted in pure fury, whipped out his wand, and cast CRUCIO on the three victims. They screamed and seizured on the floor for what must have been 5 minutes. "You fools, you may have compromised our location. All of you work as one and remove the charms immidiatly."
"Right away my lord!"
Everyone was just staring at the victims when Voldemort screamed "You morons, you have your assignments, now scram before I feed you to my pet!" Everyone immediately trampled over each other to get out of the way. After everyone was out of the throne room, Voldemort decided to ask Snape if he had made any headway with the muggle loving fool on getting the little shit back into his Occlumency lessons.
"Snape!" Voldemort bellowed.
Snape rushed to the dark lord and went on one knee and said, "You called my lord"
"Yes, I need to know how you made out with getting the brat back on his Occlumency lessons!"
"I am sorry my lord, but the muggle loving fool will only allow me to do so come September."
Voldemort said, "You have failed me Snape." Before Severus could reply, the dark lord cast CRUCIO for a good 2 minutes. Voldemort lifted the curse and said.
"You can redeem yourself by finding out where he lives and plan his capture. I need to access him mind. Therefore we will attack him within three weeks time. Make the preparation. Do not fail me again Snape. You are not exactly high on my favorites list right now."
"Yes, my lord." After his lord's permission, Severus picked himself off the ground and made his way to the portkey room. Severus was officially cornered and he knew it. He had to find a way out of this. He wanted nothing more than for the little bastard to suffer, but his loyalties were with the old coot. Little did Severus know that a muggle by the name of Vernon Dursley would see him out of his tight spot?
Maybe he could leave a warning of an attack to Potter but do it on very short notice as not to arouse suspicion. Severus took his portkey and off he went back to Hogwarts.
Meanwhile, the dark lord pondered his situation. His dark arts knowledge was not fully recovered yet. There were power rituals that he needed to complete and he could not afford to retrace back his steps across the world to acquire this knowledge. He had to break into that worthless brats head. Easier said than done he thought.
He could not afford to wait for September, with this threat to his power, he needed to take action soon and for that he needed his full knowledge back where it belonged. That little bastard had been the bane of my existence for far too long.
The dark lord carried on with his planning, lost to his own mind and oblivious to the rest of the world.
Back at Xiana's Place
Xiana came back out of her trunk bedroom. She had chosen the bedroom across from Harry. She thought the whole concept of a trunk manor to be absolutely brilliant. When she knew Harry a lot more she was going to ask how he did it. Heck her new bedroom had more space than her whole apartment. She had never tried a muggle whirlpool bath. She was exited to try. She came back down through the living room and her Harry swears in the library. She made her way and asked him.
"What's wrong Harry?"
Harry replied, "I put a tracking charm on those idiots earlier this afternoon and just as I was going to pinpoint where they had port keyed the charm disappeared. I have a general location. It's some where close to a place called little Hangleton but that's it. They must have discovered the charms and disabled them. " He put away the atlas geography globe that he had been working with and asked Xiana.
"Are you finished with your packing?"
"Yes, I just carried in the last of my box. We can go any time you want." They both made their way out of the trunk and Harry shrunk and pocketed his trunk.
He took out his wand and told her to hang on to his arm. She looked at him and gave him a coy smile. She took hold of his left arm and Harry concentrated on his new apparition signature and cast the apparition charm. He could have simply done it without his wand but why drain himself. He might as well make use of the amplifying properties of his wand.
Within seconds, they were standing on Potter castle grounds. Xiana had a good look around and found the terrace to be absolutely beautiful. She told him so. He told her that he would thank his elves for their spectacular work.
She noticed the giant weeping willows along with the red oak trees. There were spectacular flowerbeds and a beautiful waterfall that fed a pond where several families of black swans were residing. The grounds and castle must have easily taken over 1000 acres of land.
The entire west side of the grounds was sitting on top of a beautiful cliff. The cliff edge was framed with 3 feet granite wall and walkway. The granite wall circled the entire circumference of the cliff.
Toward the east side, she could see the black granite castle. It was beautiful with its turrets and gargoyle-laden edge.
The doors were decorated with what she assumed was the Potter family crest. On the left hand side was a black unicorn and on the right hand side was a gold griffin. Along the edge of the door were silver snakes. As they made their way towards the door she noticed the scorpion statues and asked him for its significance. He told her that it was to honor the ancient priest who had created the dark magic that he was now using.
Once he said that he noticed two mistakes with his earlier conjuring. The scorpions were missing the black Phoenix. He told Xiana how stupid he was and explained why. He took off his shirt and conjured two mirrors. He told Xiana to hold one mirror to his back. He wanted to remember the details of his tattoos. Xiana did as she was told. She found it very difficult not to touch Harry. He had an incredible physique. His muscles were so well defined.
She was practically drooling, but held herself as only a Zabini can. If this continued she was going to have a nice long cold shower. She looked at his tattoos and could not help admiring the intricate details and the scorpion was simply mesmerizing.
Harry forced himself to concentrate. This was becoming extremely difficult with Xiana so close to him. He was feeling light headed and he figured it was due to his second head stealing the blood from his regular one. He took out his wand and conjured a beautiful obsidian black Phoenix. He levitated he new 6 feet tall statue and set it above and in between his two scorpions. He also noticed that he had etched the Orion nebula.
In Greek mythology, Orion was a giant and a great hunter. Harry realized that he forgot to etch the nebula Canis Major for the star Sirius. He switched the nebulas around. The Head of the Phoenix was facing North and looking at the constellation Canis Major and the Dog Star Sirius. On the south side was the hunter Orion. Now Harry was Happy.
Xiana was now quite impressed with his transfiguration abilities. They went thought the front doors and were greeted by Dobby and Winky. Xiana was surprised to see two-house elf being employed. Of course, if the castle is rather large so it's no surprise that there would be enough work for them.
Harry told Dobby and Winky what a fantastic job they had done with the castle grounds. They both blushed and smiled warmly at Harry's praise. He asked them were they were with the upstairs rooms renovation. They were halfway done due to a lack of building material from the muggle manufacturers. Apparently an order was forth coming this week that would allow them to finish. Winky asked them if they were hungry. Harry replied that they were famished. Both Dobby and Winky said that supper would be served within 45 minutes.
Harry decided to give Xiana a grand tour of his home. He started out with the first floor and worked his way to the bedrooms. Harry explained all the renovation ideas that had been completed and explained about the use of muggle electricity and such. He showed her the electricity generators that he had created. For her part Xiana listened to every detail he was giving her. She found the renovated castle to be exquisite in taste and comfort. She loved the blending of exotic woods, marbles, and granite.
Of course Zabini manor was no shack to say the least, but it was not on par with this castle. They ended up on the second floor and once again Xiana chose a bedroom adjacent to Harry's. Her choice of bedrooms was not loss on Harry however. Finally they went back to the first floor and Harry took her to the library. Harry introduced her to Anubis. The snake had startled her at first. If ever there was an intimidating creature it was his snake.
She knew that Harry was a parseltongue but it was still shocking to hear him speak the snake language. Both of them would never know of the events between Anubis and her twin. As smart as Anubis was, he was still a snake and to him all magical humans had different magical signature even twins. He did not recognize Xiana as the twin to his victim.
Harry told Xiana that Anubis had scanned her mind and found her to be worthy. Harry told her that his snake would never bother her. Harry explained to his snake that she was part of the family from now on.
Xiana found those words very comforting. Finally Winky popped in and told them that supper was ready. They proceeded to the dining room and sat down to an excellent French style supper. Harry never realized that they could cook ethnic foods. After supper they both retired to the living room and settled in front of the fireplace.
They both sipped some brandy and looked into the fire. Xiana took that moment to look at Harry. She could see that he was in deep thought and noticed that his face showed a grimace every now and then. She thought he was probably reviewing today's events. For her part she felt quite bewildered herself. This had not been an easy day. The slight throbbing in her arm was a testament to that.
She nonetheless felt happy about her situation today. Well no sense in worrying too much about the future. What will come will come and there is nothing anyone can do about it. She had lived by that credo all her life.
Finally, Harry looked at his watch and noticed that it was 11:00 pm. "Well Xiana, I guess I'm going to turn in. Tomorrow is going to be busy. I have to get a hold of my tutors. While we train we will be living in the trunk. We will be getting our charms, transfiguration, and martial arts instructor. I will be tutoring you personally with occlumency and legilimency if you are interested in learning the mind arts?"
Xiana replied, "Harry that's wonderful. I feel like I have so much to learn, I'll take anything you wish to teach me."
"O.K I'll make up our schedules. I plan on including some leisure and relaxation time during our training I hope you don't mind," he said.
"Not at all, I don't think that I could train for 14 solid hour at any rate." she replied.
They both walked upstairs and said good night. Harry got in his room, changed, and practiced his occlumency. After 15 minutes his head hit the pillow and he knew no more. Meanwhile, Xiana decided to take a long bath. Baths always helped her relax, and she had a lot to think about. Most of all she needed to sort out her feelings.
While sitting in the tub, Xiana reflected on her family. Zabini's were cool and calculating by nature, but something about Harry simply brought down her natural reserves. After pondering a host of questions, she finally admitted to herself that she was starting to fall for Harry. Maybe this is what they call love at first site she mused. She would just let time take care of things.
After and hour-long bath, she got out, dried herself and sank into bed. She loved sleeping au natural and the comfort of this bed was exquisite. Within minutes, she too was fast asleep.
August 1, 1997
Harry woke up early, and went straight to his physical workout. He always hated missing his physical workouts. He had grown attached to his routine and never wanted to change it. When he was done with his workout, he showered and got dressed. He decided to wear dark gray slacks and a black shirt with emerald and silver tri on the borders. He made sure to put on his basilisk vest and dragon hide boots and his basilisk wand holders. Today was sapphire day. He picked up one of his charmed scorpion earrings, and put it in his right ear.
This was his morning ritual. When he was done he crossed the hall and knocked on Xiana's door. She had apparently woken up early and had showered and gotten dressed as well. She came out of her door looking absolutely radiant and they both went off to breakfast. As unusual Dobby and Winky cooked enough food to feed nearly eight people.
" Dobby! How in the world do you expect us to eat all of this food?" Harry said.
Dobby however refused to be chastised and answered." Harry Potter is a great wizard who trains very hard to fight evil wizards. Harry Potter needs lots of food to train sir." Dobby finished deadpan.
Harry just sighed and noticed Xiana's smile. He started smiling as well. Xiana herself couldn't help it. She had immidiatly taken to Dobby and Winky. She loved the way Harry respected his elves. She had always loathed the way some of the so-called pureblood family's treated their elves.
When they were done breakfast, Harry got up and gave Dobby and Winky more ideas on the castle renovations. Harry had asked Xiana what she thought about his plans, and she had given him many great ideas, which he had implemented in his list. When he was done with his instructions, they both left to go to the front grounds. Harry choose to lay his trunk by one of the big trees. He picked one of the big weeping willows by the pond. He took out his trunk manor, and enlarged it.
They both went inside to set things up. Harry explained how he had set up this system for security reasons. He explained that throughout his training he had never shown his tutors his family castle. He described that the trunk wards were designed to allow a portkey room from which people came and went without coming from the main trunk doors.
Harry then proceeded to key her into the blood ward and keyed her magical signature throughout all of the rooms. He wanted her to have full access to his trunk manor. When they were done he told her to get comfortable and he would be back later this morning. He explained that he had to go to Gringotts in order to contact his tutors.
If Xiana found that weird, she didn't say. She just shrugged her shoulders and went to unpack her boxes. Harry went to the portkey room. He briefly wondered if he should disguise himself. In the end he decided against it. He was sick and tired of hiding. At any rate even if he was found out, he didn't give a shit. Its not like the bird soldiers could do anything against him anyway.
Within seconds he was standing in front of Gringotts. He made his way to the counter and asked to see Griphook. He was told to proceed to his office. After an hour going over documents and such, and giving Griphook his portkey rings for his tutors.
He decided to go have a look at Quality Quidditch Supplies in Diagon Alley. The thought of his old Firebolt brought a lump in his throat. It was the only present he had gotten from his now deceased godfather. That bloody bitch Umbridge had taken it away and destroyed his beloved Firebolt.
Well you can always replace material things. It's the sentimental value that is priceless. Within 15 minutes he was looking at the new Firebolt SX. It could apparently do an extra 25 km/hr. The thing can go at an astounding speed of 175 km/hr. It was fast, but for some reason he was slightly disappointed.
Harry wondered if he could build his own broom. Hell he built his trunk so why not. What he needed was a special crafts book on broom making. He was sure he could get something like that at Flourish and Blotts. He was about to turn around when he heard the all to familiar voice of one Hermione Granger. Of course the weasel a.k.a former best friend was no doubt close buy as well. He didn't dare turn around just yet.
Ten minutes earlier, Hermione Granger had checked in at Flourish and Blotts to see if the sixth yearbooks were in. Ron was tailing her and complaining to no end about being back here again. Hermione turned around and said.
"Look Ron, we have already been thought this. I want to get a jumpstart since our NEWT are coming in fast and furious. We only have two years to prepare for our finals you know!" Ron gave her this queer look and said.
"Mione! That's two bloody years from now? At any rate we just finished our OWL, we don't even know what courses we can take, and therefore what books to buy?"
"Well, I'm going to get every course subject, that way I won't miss anything, so there." She stamped her foot and humph. She was about to cross the street when she quickly caught a glimpse of a face she thought she knew quite well. She was not sure at first, because this individual had long jet-black hair that went up to his shoulder blades, and was tied in a ponytail. She was sure she cought a glimpse of that well-known scar.
"Ron, see that man over there going towards Qudditch Supplies? I think that's Harry."
"What?" Ron said. "You are barking mad Hermione. There is no way that's Harry. For one thing he is being guarded and Dumbledore wouldn't risk having him out in the open like this. Plus he is way to tall to be Harry." Hermione replied.
"I'm telling you Ron, I have a feeling about this!" she said in an irritated voice. Ron knew too well how she hated being questioned.
"Fine, let's go check him out." He replied.
They both started tailing him and when they got close enough to his back Hermione hollered.
"Harry Potter, is that you?"
Harry cringed and slowly turned around. He looked at both of their shocked faces and narrowed his eyes. He had conveniently forgotten about these traitors, but seeing them now, it was starting to piss him off. After about ten seconds, he said.
"Ya, it's me. I'm out doing some much needed shopping. What do you want?"
Both Ron and Hermione were quite shocked to see that it was Harry. What was more shocking was his extremely cool demeanor. Finally, Hermione found her voice and said.
"Harry, you are not supposed to be out here. It's too dangerous for you! There is a reason why the Headmaster has guards helping to protect you. You have to get back to your house immidiatly or you are going to get in trouble. " She said that as if that settled the arguments, and Harry would do what he was told. What she didn't expect was his reaction.
At this point Harry was fuming. She always thinks she knows more than everybody. That over confidence of her is going to be her downfall. "Well if you like being on house arrest why don't you go?" He sneered at them.
Hermione was taken back a notch by his vehemence, but she was far too stubborn to know when to back down so she plowed on and said, "Well It's not me the dark lord is after now is it? Besides Dumbledore knows what he is doing. You should listen to him. You know what happened last time you didn't listen!" If she thought that this would cower Harry she was greatly mistaken.
Suddenly Harry exploded in a towering rage and said, "How dare you throw my godfathers death on my shoulders. His death is due to that manipulative, cock sucking, slimy, old bastard headmaster and his fucking lap dog Snape. Don't you ever bring this up in my face ever again or so help me god I'm going to fucking hex you into oblivion. And who the fuck do you think you are telling me what to do! You are not my mother, much less a friend. So both of you can crawl back into your dear headmasters ass and die there!"
By then Hermione was in shock and her eyes were brimming with tears. Ron's face had turned tomato red. Of course being Ron, and not having any control, he rounded on Harry and pointed a finger right in his face and said.
"Who do you think you are talking to Hermione like that?"
"Well maybe for once she should learn her own limitations about what she knows and what she has no fucking clue about. If she stopped for once being the all know it all she tries to be, and think about what she was saying to me then I may have been more lenient." Harry replied.
Ron sneered and said, " Getting a little to big for your pants Potter! You don't seem to understand who your friends are Mr. Bloody big shot. You may not think so, but I'm more capable than you will ever be. Maybe it's time to give you a little lesson in manners." By now Ron had a slight grin on his face.
"Yah, I learned all there was to know about you definition of friendship in 4th year you fucking hypocrite" Harry replied.
At hearing Harry's comeback, Ron's face went from red to a nasty purple shade that would make his uncle Vernon quite proud. Harry could see Ron was debating whether to curse him or not. Harry looked at Hermione's fuming face and Ron's constipated look. Harry decided to let them have it. He owed them nothing. He brought forth his emulated Dementor aura to full power.
Both Ron and Hermione noticed a glow surrounding him and his eyes were like green shining globes and it looked as if lightning was going off in them. At this point they both looked at each other and they were both thinking the same thing. Harry looked truly frightening. Suddenly they notices a cold chill surrounding them and they began reliving their worst memories. It was as if a Dementor was present. Ron was starting to panic and Hermione had dropped to one knee and was holding her head in her hands. Suddenly Ron found the strength to pull out his wand and cast flipendo.
Harry saw Ron bring his wand out and release a curse at him. Harry broke contact and quickly side stepped to the right. The spell missed him by inches, while he stepped out of the way, he rapidly flicked his wand back in his hand, and cast stupefy.
Harry had not tamed his spell either, and Ron was not been quick enough to get out of the way. He was hit square in the chest and flew about 20 feet backwards and hit a cart. He lay crumpled in a heap. Serves the bastard right Harry thought. Meanwhile Hermione had noticed his wand, and it was not his Holly wand. Where in the world did he get this wand? Lastly, Harry turned towards her and said.
"Better go check on the idiot. You might need some help reviving him. He will be out for a while. I'm going now, but don't worry I'll be seeing your headmaster at headquarters on the 21. We have lots of unfinished business to take care off. See you in the funny papers." He spat. Hermione just glared back at him. With that Harry walked towards Flourish and Blotts.
Hermione stood there in the street for about 15 minutes just too shocked to move. Finally she gathered her wits when she notices a few pops and some ministry aurors showed up to see who had used underage magic. They spotted Ron some 20 feet off and asked Hermione what spell had been used on him. She replied Stupefy. It took about 10 minutes with Hermione and the help of two aurors working together to enervate him. When he stood up he was coughing blood. Better get him to St-Mungo's to get a checkup. She forgot to tell them that Harry was at Flourish and Blotts.
Why had he been so angry she thought? Granted she could have used more tack when it came to Harry. She hated being patronized and so had reacted without thinking. One thing for sure, something was drastically wrong. There were so many questions running in her mind. Where was that hate for Dumbledore coming from? Where did he get that wand? How did he become so big in such a short span of time? Granted magic was mystifying and could account for it, but she highly doubted that. He was not only tall but was cut like an athlete? She needed to get to St-Mungo's and then to headquarters. She had to see the headmaster.
Meanwhile, Harry was mad at himself. He let his temper get the better of him. In the process the Order would now go at him with all they had. They would try to track him down and bring him to headquarters for questioning. Well what the hell he thought. In 15 days he was going to be emancipated. Oh, well there's no sense crying over spilled milk.
At any rate if felt good to curse the bastard for his betrayal. Harry made his way to the craft section and found the book he was looking on broom building. He paid for it and got out of the store as quickly as possible. He turned a corner and found an empty spot. Harry looked around to make sure no one was looking and apparated back to his home.
He went to see Dobby to find out if he had gotten a shipment of Ironwood yet. He found Dobby and as they had promised they had just gotten back from getting all of the remaining materials to complete the renovations. He asked if there were any Ironwood extras that he could take. Dobby assured him that he had added an extra 20 percent to his purchases to make up for any mistakes and such. Harry took two pieces of wood and thanked Dobby.
By that time it was nearly 11:30 am and he apparated back to his trunks portkey chamber. He went to his workshop and stowed his book and wood and went to find Xiana. She was currently in the kitchen. When she saw him she had a big smile for him. After his encounter with his former friends he found that gesture heart warming. They began to talk and he told her of his little escapade.
Xiana for her part thought that Harry had been far too easy on them. From the way he described his former friends, they were people that she would despise no doubt about it. She hated brash people, but she despised conceited individuals. She understood that they had been friends for a long time, and that probably explained why he had not cursed them to a greater extent.
Xiana has kept herself busy by unpacking and getting to know her new living accommodations. She had been very impressed with the pantry and the ethnic food selection. She ended up heating up a Moussaka dish with a Mediterranean salad and some butter beers.
During dinner, Harry found out that Xiana was also a Quidditch freak. He told her about his broom-crafting book that he bought. He told her that on their spare time, if she was interested they could learn to make their own brooms. She was genuinely exited about learning how to make her own broom. They finished dinner and cleaned up. After mealtime was over, they decided to go to the living room and review the training schedule. They agreed to stick with this for the time being.
August 1-20 Odin's Months
5:30-7:00 am Physical training running for 30 to 45 min, work on a set of muscle arm, then chess, arms, legs…est. Include 30 min of Tai Chi
7:00-7:15 showers
7:15-8:00 am Breakfast
8:00- 10:00 am Martial Arts /Body Magic
10:00-11:30 Ancient Dark Arts Theory/ Practice
11:30- 12:00 launch
12:00- 2:00 pm Transfiguration
2:00- 4:00 pm Charms
5:00-6:00 pm Arithmancy with Xiana
6:00-7:00 Supper
7:00-9:00 Rune Studies/ Muggle Studies (Alternate every second day)
9:00-11:00 Xiana/ Harry Leisure time.
Bed
By the time they were done it was nearly 1:00 pm. They went into the portkey room and waited for his tutors to show up. It didn't take long for Akima, Yadislav Klunichov his charms and runes expert, and Michael O'Toole his transfiguration specialist to arrive. He made sure that everyone knew each other and he processed to show everyone their room. Akima knew where to go. Harry had been very happy to see Akima greet him warmly and with a huge grin on his face.
Akima for his part was very happy to be back. He had first accepted this job for the money but soon found himself liking Harry very much. He was very proud of how Harry had dedicated himself into becoming a sword and martial arts expert. He knew that his level of drive and dedication was rare indeed. In the process he in turn found himself becoming a much better wizard. He was eager to learn from the other two experts and hoped that they would also accept to learn from each other.
Once again, Harry asked his other two tutors if they wanted to form a study group so that they could all learn from each other. Everyone had been very enthusiastic with the idea. They listened to Harry's plan and all agreed to the timing schedule. He promised many breaks and left the evenings free for everybody to do what they wanted.
He explained about flux time and how it worked. They had all been interested in seeing the contraption, but Harry made them understand that for security reasons he had to keep it hidden. They understood and proceeded to get settled. And so the last phase of his training began. Little did Harry know that his life would change forever during this time?
Earlier at 12 Grimauld Place
Hermione and a shaken Ron had marched into the kitchen at headquarters with a furious look on their faces. Remus Lupin, Minerva McGonagall, Tonks, Moody, and Dumbledore were sitting at the table eating one of Molly Weasley fine launch. Moody looked up and noticed their faces and said.
"You look like you ran into some trouble. Did you find any death eaters?"
"No, but we ran into Harry and just came back from St-Mongo's." At those words, everyone stood up from his or her chairs. The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes was gone and his face became a mask of concern. Dumbledore was the first to gain his voice and said.
"Please sit down and tell us what happened from the beginning."
Hermione started from the time they left Flourish and Blotts. She told them about spotting Harry, and confronting him at Quidditch Supplies. She told him about his physical changes. Hermione then explained how they had confronted him about being seen in the alley and his sarcastic comments and very condescending language towards the headmaster.
Finally, she explained about Ron trying to bring him in but he ended being cursed by Harry instead. She also explained how they had felt before things got physical. She described the strange glow in his eyes and the white aura surrounding his body. She then explained how incredibly angry he was and when he turned his hate on them they began feeling real cold and it was as if they would never be happy ever again. Later on Hermione would curse herself for forgetting to mention the wand.
As their story was told, Dumbledore face took on a look of worry to the point where he collapsed back in his chair and brought his hands to his temple and began to massage them. It seemed that he was developing a splitting headache by the second. Remus Lupin narrowed his eyes and slowly looked at Tonks and then Mad Eye. It was as if a silent massage passed between them all to not reveal their earlier findings to Dumbledore.
Finally, Dumbledore said, "Remus, Tonks, could you please alert the others, we need to call an Order meeting for tonight. It would seem that Mr. Potter has gone sight seeing. He must be found immediately and brought back to his relatives. Alastor could you please follow me to Mr. Potter's residence, we need to see what is going on."
Unknown to Dumbledore, Remus was seething inside. It took all of his strength to not blow a gasket at the old coot. He obviously didn't give a shit in finding out the cause of Harry's desertion from his relations. He just cared about finding him and sticking him right back there. Remus felt himself becoming disillusioned by the minute with this whole setup and Harry's treatment at the hands of the headmaster.
Two hours later, a very disturbed Dumbledore walked into the kitchen at 12 Grimauld place. Their visit to #4 Privet Drive had left far more questions than it answered. This was perplexing to say the least. After many spells, Dumbledore had finally figured out what the glass vase on the kitchen table was for. It was strengthening the blood wards.
It seems that Harry had come up with a stroke of genius. He would never have expected the boy to come up with something like this. With that contraption, Harry would have been able to leave his house without any deterioration to the blood wards. No alarms would have sounded due to the blood wards staying intact.
The bigger question is how long has this been going on? Where had he gone? What was he up to? There was a multitude of questions with no answers. He had to get the boy back no matter what. If his plan was to succeed, he needed to control the boy to the end.
After supper, the Order met to discuss Harry's situation. After his report, most Order member were shocked. Molly had been the most vocal of the lot, insisting that all resources be sent out immediately to fetch him. Severus had patently called her stupid for pointing out the obvious. At that point, a near riot had broken out between her children and Severus. Dumbledore had gotten mad enough to get everyone's attention. They eventually settled down enough so that some of the members could ask some questions. Hestia Jones was the first to speak.
"Why would Harry leave the safety of his relations?"
"Gosh, I don't know! His godfather dies and the headmaster feels that to properly heal he should be made a prisoner under house arrest and forced to endure his relatives who absolutely hate him and treat him like a slave. Gee, if it was me I would want to stay!" Remus replied with deep loathing.
"That's enough Remus. We have already gone over this. If you cannot follow orders than I will be forced to remove you from the order." Said Dumbledore with his eyes narrowed.
"Hey, that's fine by me. However, I would like to point out that Harry and I own this property. So if I am no longer part of the order then kindly exit these premises and don't let the door slap you on the ass on your way out." Replied Remus.
No one said anything for a minute while the headmaster was trying to figure out how to not reveal his ultimate plan while appeasing the wolf. It was getting harder and harder to do. Why couldn't people just listen to him without asking so many bloody questions? He knew best how to handle this war.
Finally, Dumbledore realized that he needed a headquarters' and remembered a famous muggle quote. 'To grow a beautiful rose you have to shovel a lot of shit.'
"I'm sorry Remus. I'm afraid that today's events have made me rather upset. I did not mean anything by my words. Please accept my apology." Dumbledore said.
Remus didn't believe a word of it, but just nodded his head at the headmaster and left the room. Finally, after another hour of questioning, everyone left for his or her assignment. If they were not able to find him, then at the very least he promised Hermione that he would show up on the 21. He knew the lad was mad at him. He was going to throw him a few carrots and that should appease him enough.
40 weeks later Odin Time
It was now August 20 and so many things had happened that it was hard to know where to start. He was sitting in his castles living room. He was looking at the beautiful blue fire and looked at he wife Xiana. She was reading a book on ancient runes. He marveled at her beauty and grace.
He remembered their training together. Harry was now realized how little magic wizarding schools really thought. Compared to ancient magic, today's school thought the equivalent of muggle parlor tricks. They could be so much more than they were.
The ministry and the wizengamot body were responsible for the poor magic curriculum being thought. They could allow for a much better curriculum, but Harry was sure that it came down to control and power on their part.
He had quickly learned that Xiana was an expert in wizarding costumes and ancient laws. She had also thought him everything she knew of arithmancy. After 6 months flex time he now had the equivalent wizarding knowledge of a pureblood wizard. He had learned everything that his father should have thought him had he not been killed. It was incredible how much Dumbledore had fucked his life.
After 6 months of in flex time, Harry had madly fallen in love with Xiana Zabini. He was madly, and hopelessly in love with her. She never pressured him into anything, but she was always there for him. He had learned to open up his feelings to her. She was so good at reading him now. She knew when he was sad, happy, or angry. He had also found out that she had a wicked temper. His wife was not someone you wanted to piss off that's for sure. He remembered their first kiss together.
Harry Flashback #1 for August 6, 1997 9:00 pm
They were playing a game of Poole that he was currently winning. Just has he was about to sink the 8 ball in the left corner pocket, she leaned over and blew in his ear. Naturally he missed and she fell back laughing to pieces. She teased.
"What's wrong Potter, can't make the shot when it counts?"
Harry blushed and said, "You just watch and see if I can't make the shot when it counts!" He said with a grin.
He took off after her and she squealed in delight and the great castle chase was one. After what seemed forever, he tackled her in the living room in front of the fire. By now they were both out of breath. He was lying on top of her. He was looking at her exquisite sapphire eyes and her beautiful red lips.
Xiana was lying on her back, gaining back her breath, when she noticed Harry looking at her. She looked back at him and her pulse must have doubled. She had never been so close to those gigantic emerald pools. He had the most gorgeous eyes in the world she thought.
His facial features were exquisite and sharp. His lightning scar stood on his forehead as a beacon of power. She felt herself melt into his arms. Suddenly he leaned close to her and she took her right hand brought it to the back of his head. Their lips touched and it felt as if a lightning bolt had energized her.
She had never felt this in all the times she had kissed. Granted it had not bee many, but she never had this feeling before. She noticed a blue glow surround them. He felt the strength and the heat of his passion for her. She could barely manage a coherent tough. She felt like she was going to rip her clothes off right then and there. Nothing mattered to her in the world except having Harry inside her. She was still a virgin, but by god she wanted him. She opened her mouth slightly and felt his tongue hungrily searching her mouth.
She had never felt such passion rise in her before. She now fully admitted to herself that she had hopelessly and madly fallen in love with this man. He was so intelligent, gentle, brave, and honorable. He had a body that she wanted to ravage beyond eternity. He tenderly ran his hands on her thighs. God she felt herself getting so wet, she couldn't help it. Eventually, Harry pulled from the kiss and said.
"Xiana, I have wanted to say this to you for a long time now. I just want to say that I have fallen in love with you. This is not a word that I have heard or used a lot of in my life. But I know how I feel. I have never before felt that way about anybody before. Over these last months, you have become my best friend; my confident and I trust you implicitly. Above everything else I admire you?"
Xiana found herself crying at those words. She had wanted to hear him say that for a long time now. She could see the love and caring in his eyes. This was the most heartfelt words anybody had ever said to her. She knew what a harsh upbringing he had, and yet he above anyone else truly understood the real meaning of love and compassion.
"Harry, I have never before loved or cherished anybody as I do you. You have awakened a spirit in me that I thought was lost when my twin died. You know all about my family, and yet you have found it in your self to love me. I just wish to tell you that I love you above all others. I cherish you and honor you. "
She could see tears running down his face. She grabbed a hold of him and kissed him with such passion that both their body was shuddering with expectation. After an hour of kissing, Harry finally found the strength to pull away and said.
"Xiana, I have to stop or I don't think I will be able to control myself much longer. I want our first time to be special."
"I understand love. I want our first time to be special too. It is tradition for women of my clan to wait for their nuptial night to loose their virtue. It doesn't have to be that way with us though." Xiana replied.
"Traditions are important Xiana. I can wait as long as it takes." Harry replied.
From then on, Harry strived to make their every moment together special. He would conjure flowers, or make a special meal. Outside of flextime, they made many overnight stay to different parts of Europe. They went back to France. They visited Greece, Italy, and Naples. Their favorite stay had been in the desert overlooking the Nile with the pyramids as a background. They both found a special pull in the ancient land of Egypt. They could not really explain why. They did this until that very special day on August 15.
End Harry Flashback #1
Over these last 20 months, Harry had absorbed all of his tutor's knowledge to the point where he was also a master in their arts. From his transfiguration tutor he had learned to be an animagus. He was an extinct Egyptian imperial eagle. They were once one of the most feared predators of the sand country. They were jet black and had the sharpest beak, and most powerful talons of any raptor. They had a 10-foot wingspan and could stay airborne indefinitely.
He loved the freedom of his animagus form. 4 months ago flux time, they had gone back to Egypt and transformed into their animagus forms. They had spent until 1:00 am in the morning soaring over the moonlit desert over the ancient Valley of the Kings. The spectacular raw beauty of the desert night had been a moments that he would never forget. He now had many calming memories from which to pick from for his Occlumency practice.
He had also learned how to conjure just about anything and mix it with his dueling and battle strategy. He could conjure sirukin stars, stilettos, obscuring fog, walls, and other weapons. As long, as they were simple and did not include any intricate parts. He could never conjure a muggle gun or any of these types of weaponry. He also learned how to use his conjuring skills towards creature comforts. He could conjure muggle reclining chairs, tea, a full scale English breakfast, and all sorts of different foods. He would never go hungry ever again that's for sure.
With his charms professor he had furthered expanded his theory and concepts behind wards, curses, and jinxes. He especially concentrated on practical charms for setting up perimeter alarms and personal space detection charms. Everything he learned he tried to come up with ways to incorporate in dueling or in grand scale battle strategies. With his in depth knowledge of occlumency and legilimency he had also become a master obliviator. He knew what sectors of the brain to concentrate on, and how to modify, or plant false memories. That had taken quite a while.
His biggest accomplishment had been his final mastery of the ancient dark magic of the high priest. After nearly 4 years flux time. Anubis himself declared him a master sorcerer of ancient knowledge. Anubis told him that the ancients would be very proud of him. He could now call forth the darkest of armies. His favorite was the jackal warriors set in the image of Anubis himself.
They stood about 8 foot tall and were pitch black in color. Their faces were the shape of jackals; their hands were adorned with 1-inch claws that could shred anybody's throat. For weapons, they carried scimitars in their left hand and a Kama in their right hand. They were impervious to curses even the unforgivables. They could only be taken down via hand-to-hand combat. A connecting sword strike to the body would cause them to dissolve. The problem was that they were very accomplished combat fighters as well. With his wand at its maximum power, he could conjure up to 200 of these fighters. They were truly fierce warriors. The spell used to conjure them is Zi-Pà-úrgu-Mìna.
In terms of magic theory they were simply an incredible work of conjuring mixed with transfiguration. He had been able to accomplish the same thing with his scorpion men. They were the same size as his regular scorpions, but sported the body of a man, with scorpion legs, pincers, and stinger. They however could think on their own and set their own targets. These were the major ones.
He had had also learned some pretty harsh curses. Some of them would cause the person to develop severe arthritis. The spell for that one was Ñìri-Edakua-Diþ. Some would cause a person to slowly develop dementia. The list went on and on.
He was also finished with his martial art training. He had fully implemented the weirding way with his sword and martial arts training. The result was truly devastating. The saying nothing comes easy was truly was truth incarnate. His training had not been easy or cheap. However for the first time since knowing the prophecy, he know had a fighting chance against Voldemort.
Shortly after Harry had been going steady with Xiana, he had divulged the contents of the prophecy to her. She had cried at first, but soon realized that there was nothing that could be done but to keep fighting until the end. Not once had she ever had second thoughts about their relationships when she learned of the prophecy. If it was possible, her love for him had become even greater.
Of course it was not just him that had become a fierce fighter. His wife was well on her way to mastering the weirding way of combat. He had divulged to her his findings in apparating, his discovery of Naquadah and Naquadria, his success in wand making, his blood and bone potions. At first she had been flabbergasted at his discoveries. She firmly believed that his discoveries alone merited the order of Merlin 1st class. He had instructed her in muggle sciences. He also introduced her to muggle technology such as computer and taught her occlumency and legilimency based on the muggle computer model.
She was now a master occlumens herself and her legilimency were coming along nicely. He had greatly improved her dueling skills as well. She had never beaten him in a duel, which at first pissed her off tremendously but soon she switched from trying to beat him into simply getting their duel to a draw. She had succeeded twice. On her first draw, he had gotten her a basilisk cloak with a hood. On the back of her cloak, he had engraved the same scorpion design that was present on his cloaks. She had been pleased with her draw and present.
Another facet which Harry was had been very pleased with was how quickly she was picking up the dark arts. Contrary to popular belief, simple parseltongue magic can be learned by those who do not posses the gift. They cannot go as in depth as one who has the gift but enough to be dangerous. Most of her learning's however had come from his Viking dark arts books. She had mostly studied Necron's six volumes. Like him, she had memorized those books and was now quite proficient with the curses.
Harry had spent most of his time with Xiana, but she was not the only ones that he had trained at Potter castle. As previously arranged with Bill and Fleur. They had come by on weekends and entered flux time with them to train in Occlumency, dueling, and dark magic. They were coming along quite nicely. Harry had started training them to fight as a battle unit. He had them learn different formation and had signals. They were starting to become very proficient at this type of fighting.
His joy at seeing their progress was also expressed by the rest of the group. They were becoming confident in their abilities and were very grateful to be able to take part in his training. During some leisure time, he had showed Bill and Fleur Potter castle. They had been quite taken with the layout and beauty of the place. Fleur absolutely loved the castle grounds. Harry was glad to have them as friends. They had participated as Druid and Druidess during their marriage ceremony.
Harry remembered his two favorite days. August 12 and August 15. He had proposed to her on the 12th and they had been married on the 15th.
Harry Flashback #2 for August 12, 1997
Harry remembered waking up that morning feeling very nervous. He could usually put on a good poker face. That morning however even Xiana had noticed how tense he was. He told her that he had some business to do at Gringotts and that he would be back as soon as he was done there. She told him she would see him this afternoon then. She was apparating back to France to do some shopping.
The previous day, Harry had gone into his workshop and spent the afternoon casting and engraving a Naquadria ring. This was going to be her wedding ring. Harry had finally decided to ask Xiana to marry him today. The ring itself was going to comprise a beautiful sapphire as the centerpiece. He was going to crown it with a wraith of ultra pure diamonds. The blood runes inlaid in the Naquadria were going to be inlaid with emeralds. He had finished the main ring. He needed to get the sapphire and diamonds from his vault and a professional jeweler to mount the centerpiece.
That morning to his amazement he had managed to get the gems and found a jeweler to mount them without any incident. The fact that he had worn a disguise might have helped quite a bit. Later that morning he came back and decided to set the stage. He asked Dobby and Winky to set up a Gazebo by the cliff overlooking the ocean. He told them what he wanted for supper and to choose some high quality champagne.
Xiana had come back that afternoon wearing a beautiful white dress with Lily's on it. Harry had fallen in love with the dress. She had been radiating beauty that day. He had told her that they were going to have supper outside overlooking the ocean. That night the view had been spectacular. After supper Harry had rigged his muggle music box with some slow songs. Harry had asked her to dance, and as the sun was setting, Harry pulled out a black velvet box and got down on one knee. He had opened the box and pulled out the ring. He then asked her to marry him.
Xiana had broken down crying tears of joy. Harry had never seen her so exited and happy. She had immediately accepted. They had set their wedding day for August 15. That night was going to be a full moon. Xiana had a lot of Celtic blood in her she wanted a Druid wedding. She wanted follow the Toriatal Ceremony. This was the most ancient wizard Celtic marriage ceremony. It went back thousands of years before Christianity. The witches of her family were Wicca's.
Harry had no problem with that. During his free study period, he had taken the time to research his family history. He had predominantly Celtic blood in him. One of his early ancestors had been one of the last Druid priests of the Scottish highlands before Christianity had come to England's shores. Xiana was a master of ancient lore's and customs. He told her she could have anything she wanted. He explained his Celtic blood and agreed to build the ancient shrine.
Harry was going to build a brand new scaled down version of Stone Henge in polished black granite. The rest of the night they danced and kissed.
End Harry Flashback #2
Present day, Harry sat there still staring at the crackling flames in his fireplace. Xiana was still studying her book. He thoughts invariably went back to the preparation for their Druid wedding. Xiana had shown him the ritual and what was needed. He had been amazed at the beauty and serenity of the ritual. This ritual was laid down in antiquity. It is hardly practiced by witches and wizards anymore due to the blood ritual, which is involved. Due to the ministry idiots and the good old Wizened Maggots, they banned it because it resembled dark magic too much.
How in the name of Merlin can a ceremony celebrating love, life, and fulfillment be considered dark? Here was another reason he had to crush the ministry and establish laws that actually make sense. He needed a male confident to speak as the voice of the North and South. He also needed a female confident to speak as the voice of the East and West. Bill and Fleur were going to speak as Druid and Druidess.
With this in mind, he made sure that Odin's Eye was set to take its maximum radius, so that he could work on the terrace and erect his Stone Henge. He first needed the find the terrace magical nexus. This is where the highest concentration of magic is found. He had been surprised to find it halfway between the castle and the western cliff. It was particularly strong and Harry wondered about that. After finding the center, Harry began building the outer circle dolmens. The major causeway opening to the northeast embraces the direction of the most northerly risings of both moon and sun.
He began by transfiguring thirty highly polished black granite slabs called sarsens. He set them upright. Each stone was ten feet tall. They were aligned in a circle, with thirty lintels perched horizontally atop the sarsens in a continuous circle. He then built an inner circle composed of similar stones, also constructed in post-and-lintel fashion but set in a semi circular pattern.
In the center, he erected a 20-foot tall by 10-foot wide by 3-foot thick granite slab. The slab was polished to the highest sheen possible. The center slab itself tapered to a point facing the sky. Both faces of the slab were facing North and South. He had followed Xiana's instruction and engraved the major Northern and Southern constellations on their appropriate faces at their specific locations on the face.
He then cut a 10-foot high by 6-foot wide archway within the center slab. The base of the archway contained a 1 inch thick Naquadah plate with was inlaid in the granite floor. This had been his addition. If he was right, the center of the magical nexus upon which the center piece and the Naquadah plate was located would greatly amplify any land base magical energy which emanated from his ancestral land.
It's no wonder it had taken him a month to build the whole thing. Transfiguring the massive granite slab, polishing and then properly setting them in their correct order had been utterly draining. Thank god for his wand or he would have been in a coma. Speaking of wand, he had to finish Xiana's wand for their wedding day, as he needed her blood on a full moon to finish off the blood runes. She needed to do this as well for her wedding ring.
Her wedding ring was no ordinary ring. Harry had charmed it to be an indefinite portkey using his new neutrino apparition signature. The Naquadria would use her magical energy and amplify it to recharge her portkey. He had been able to layer 6 different coordinates into her ring. He had made the charms permanent. He had place a summoning charm, an invisibility charm and a remove me not charms that would be keyed to her blood and magical signature only.
Anybody trying to remove her rings would suffer the equivalent of the crucio spell. With one word she could cause her ring to become invisible. He had put that one on for battle situations. If she were caught, they would never know that she had a portkey on her. She could either voice or touch activate her portkey. She would be able to get out of any sticky situations.
Another very good day for him had been when he had brought Neville and Luna into his camp. He couldn't keep himself from smiling when remembered the shock on their faces when they had seen him. Neville almost wet himself in disbelief. He had a million questions. Harry had taken the time to properly legilimen Neville and found out that Neville had no love loss for the ministry and thought that Dumbledore was somewhat off his rocker.
He also determined that Neville had full confidence in him and felt deep down that he would be instrumental in the defeat of Voldemort. Neville wanted to help him and secretly felt that he would love to have the chance to kill Bellatrix Lestrange. In further scanning his mind Harry found that Neville had a mental and power block put on his magic.
Why in the fuck did he have that in place Harry thought? He asked him if he would help him find Luna because he needed to explain a lot of things to them and needed their help for a ceremony. He promised Neville a full explanation of everything. After the dam prophecy could as easily been about Neville.
He told Neville to grab a hold of him and he apparated them both to Luna's house. Harry felt lucky that she was home. He was scared that she was still in Sweden hunting for he Crumpled-Horned-Snack or something like that. He also took the time to legilimen Luna and found out her same distaste for the ministry as well as Hermione.
She had not appreciated her condescending remarks concerning her beliefs. She was very close to her father and apparently the ministry had given her dad a lot of grief over his articles supporting him. Deep down he found out that she really like Neville, and deeply respected me for my abilities. She though I was a close friend of her. Well Harry thought she was not wrong.
Harry needed people he could trust. Although he found Luna to be slightly unorthodox, she was exceptionally intelligent and was solidly in his corner. Back at the DOM she had been one of the few to last to the end of the fight with the death eaters. Harry had an enormous respect for her bravery and intelligence.
He finally asked them if they minded following him, because he had a lot of things to explain to them. He asked them to take a wizard oath that they would not reveal any information that they were about to hear and see. He told them that he was taking them to the Potter ancestral home. They both took the oath and agreed to follow him. Harry created a portkey in front of them to their utter shock.
Within seconds they had landed near the gazebo on the western terrace of the castle. Both Neville and Luna had their mouths open and were doing a fine imitation of a Gobi fish. He called Winky and asked her she could bring some refreshment for them.
She curtseyed and told them she would be back in 5 minutes. True to her words, tea, cinnamon biscuits, and scones were served. Harry decided to start from the time he left Hogwarts and after 3 hours of straight talking finally worked his way up to his wedding.
Harry had provided proof when needed in his story. When he was done even Luna was shocked to the core. Neville looked like he wanted to murder the headmaster. Luna was royally pissed at his former best friends. In her books true friendship is a sacred bond. In her books they abused and took advantage of him to further their own agenda. To Luna that was a religious faux pas. Neville had been completely mesmerized by the training he had put himself through.
Neville asked him if he could show them some of the ancient dark magic. Harry had gladly agreed. He needed them as friends and allies so he was willing to do what it took to secure them. He decided to conjure 10 of his large scorpion. They both heard him hiss and suddenly ten giant scorpions materialized in front of them. Neville had gone as white as a sheet. Luna eyes were as big as biscuit plates.
Harry banished his scorpions and turned back to Neville. He apologized to Neville for scanning his mind, but he explained that he had to make sure about him before he divulged his secrets. Neville just waived it off saying he understood completely. Had he been versed in the mind arts, he would have done the same thing.
Finally, Harry explained to Neville the strange block that he had seen, and asked him if he wanted them removed. Harry explained that this could be one of the reasons why his magic had been affected. Neville had been surprised at first but now wanted them broken at all cost.
Harry took them to the castle passing by his newly built Stone Henge. Luna looked really intrigued by its design. They reached the castle and made their way to the library. Harry called Anubis to him. Both Luna and Neville were surprised to see the snake. Of course they knew that Harry was a parselmouth.
Harry told Neville to sit down. He told Anubis what he had found while scanning Neville's mind and told him about the blocks he found. Anubis agreed to act as his anchor if Harry pushed himself to far. Harry sat right in front of Neville and connected to his eyes. Within seconds, he was navigating through the recesses of Neville's mind until he found the block.
The process involved helping Neville use his core energy to erase the offending signature. He began by helping Neville find his core energy. With Harry's help he was able to charge his PONS with his core energy. Harry and Anubis helped enlarge his magical channels. This took nearly two hours. They had to go slow, or Neville would pass out on them. Eventually, the real battle began.
Inside Neville's mind, Harry explained to him to picture and ice pick and use it to stab the offending energy sphere. When Neville penetrated the sphere with his imaginary ice pick, they began channeling his core energy to the sphere. After an exhausting 20 minutes, the sphere finally let go and the block was released.
The block had been there to artificially reduce the size of his PONS. In the process his memories retention and magical power had been limited. With these blocks out of the way, Neville should have full access to his memories and his true magical powers. Neville had tears in his eyes and thanked Harry profusely.
Access to his memories he did. He now knew who had put the blocks on him. Neville although exhausted, was in a towering rage and hissed one word, Dumbledore. Why did that bastard put these blocks on me?
At that point, Harry decided to reveal the prophecy to both Luna and Neville. When he was done Luna had tears in her eyes and Neville had reached a life altering decision. Neville looked Harry in the eyes and begged him to allow him to join him. Luna did the same. He told them that he would be honored to have them on his side and that after August 21, if they wanted they could come and train with Harry until school starts. They both agreed to come.
He explained to them that he would teach them the mind arts as well as the dark arts. They both became exited. Finally he asked them if they could stay for supper because he wanted them to meet Xiana and he asked them if they wanted to be part of his wedding party.
Their jaws dropped and then Neville stood up, gave Harry a huge hug, and congratulated him. Luna did the same but gave him a big kiss on his cheek. Harry explained that they would be having an ancient Celtic Druid ceremony and explained to them what it entailed.
They were both exited and agreed to stand with him on his wedding day. With that said Harry stood up, he was exhausted after helping Neville, but it was worth it. They found Xiana, and Harry made the introduction. He told her that both Luna and Neville were fully aware of his status and that they were willing to join them against Voldemort and the Ministry.
They ate supper after which Harry gave them a tour of his ancestral home and then made a port key for them. He told them the date and time of the wedding and made them additional portkey. He told them to hide them carefully. On his wedding day, the portkey would send them to his trunk portkey room, just in case the order decided to somehow track them. Maybe he was getting paranoid but better safe than sorry. That day had been a very good day indeed.
Back from his thoughts, Harry asked his wife if she wanted a drink. She told him a nice brandy would go well just about now. Harry went to the bar and poured them both a Napoleon and came back to his seat. It was now 9:00 pm. He gave her the drink and gently kissed her on the lips. She looked up and smiled at him.
"I love you!" he said.
"Love you too beloved" she replied. He smiled and went back to his favorite reclining chair.
He turned around and looked back into the fire. He found his mind taking him to the day of the wedding.
August 15 Harry Flashback #3
Harry reflected back on the events of that day. He had managed to see Griphook and his lawyer Mr. Stanton earlier that morning. They had filled and processed his emancipation papers. Mr. Stanton had many contacts at the ministry and with a little bribe money from Harry things had been expedited that same day. His file had suddenly made the top of the pile. That afternoon, his approved papers had arrived via portkey to his trunk manor. He had previously told Griphook to file a copy in his vault and send him a copy to be kept at his castle.
To his surprise his OWL scores had been delivered to Griphook. I suppose if the ministry Owl's can't find you they figure that you are going to stop at the bank some time in the future. Wow the ministry had use a thimble full of logic. Harry hoped that the event was recorder for posterity. Then he had spent the rest of the day going over the wedding ritual.
Dear Mr. Harry James Potter:
Enclosed are your scores from the June sittings of your Ordinary Wizarding Levels. The exams were graded impartially and all judges and examiners were tested with veritaserum to ensure no bias. This step is undertaken each year to guarantee reliability in our tests. We look forward to testing you again 2 years hence in your Newly Exhausting Wizarding Tests, good luck with your academic career at Hogwarts.
The grades available are as follows:
O- Outstanding
E- Exceeds Expectations
A- Acceptable
P- Poor
T- Terrible
N/A- didn't take the exam offered
An 'O' score is worth two owls, an 'E' or an 'A' is worth one owl. 'P' and 'T' scores are worth zero owls. The difference between an 'E' and an 'A' may be seen in the NEWT classes you are eligible to take. The difference between 'P' and 'T' is solely for you own knowledge, to see how close you came.
In addition, the highest score of the year in each subject will receive the Governor's Award, those recipients, along with the Top Ten overall scores, will be given a medal. If you received the highest score of the year in a particular subject, a score of 'O+' will be shown, as well as your name being on the list at the end. A designation of + shows the highest grade attained in over 400 years of Hogwarts history.
Scores for Harry James Potter, Gryffindor, are as follows:
Ancient Runes: N/A
Arithmancy: N/A
Astronomy: E
Care of Magical Creatures: O
Charms: O+
Defense Against the Dark Arts: O+ (with distiction)
Divination: A
Herbology: E
History of Magic: A
Muggle Studies: N/A
Potions: O
Transfiguration: O
You have received a total of 14 OWL's Mr. Potter, congratulations. The Top Ten students of the year are as follows:
1. Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
2. Harry Potter, Griffindor
3. Hermione Granger, Gryffindor
4. Terry Boot, Ravenclaw
5. Blaise Zabini, Slytherin
6. Daphnee Greengrass, Slytherin
7. Ernie MacMillan, Hufflepuff
8. Hannah Abbot, Hufflepuff
9. Michael O'Connell, Ravenclaw
10. Draco Malfoy, Slytherin.
The Governors' Awards go to the following students:
Astronomy: Anna Abott, Hufflepuff
Ancient Runes: Blaize Zabini, Slythrin
Arithmancy: Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
Care of Magical Creatures: Hannah Abbot, Hufflepuff
Charms: Harry Potter, Gryffindor
Defense Against the Dark Arts: Harry Potter, Gryffindor
Divination: Parvati Patil, Gryffindor
Herbology: Neville Longbottom, Gryffindor
History of Magic: Hermione Granger, Gryffindor
Muggle Studies: Sabastian Smith, Hufflepuff
Potions: Draco Malfoy, Slytherin
Transfiguration: Lisa Turpin, Ravenclaw
We congratulate these winners, on their outstanding efforst in academic excellence. You represent the best and brightest of your generation.
Griselda Marchbanks
Ministry of Magic
Xiana had given Harry her design for his wedding ring. She wanted it made with the same material as hers with the blood runes and all. The main difference was that the blood runes were inlaid with sapphire gems. The centerpiece of his ring was a flawless emerald inlaid with his family crest.
The crest was a black unicorn and a griffin. Both of them were made of black diamonds and inlaid in the emerald. He had the jeweler do the finer settings. By the time he had accomplished that task it was nearly 5:00 pm. He went to his trunk to pick up Neville and Luna. By 5:30 pm Xiana joined him and greeted Bill and Fleur. They all went back to the castle to get into their formal robes.
It was already 7:00 pm in the evening. The wedding party had already completed two practice rituals. Luna was wearing a beautiful sky blue robe with an emerald looking vines for border. She had the major southern constellations embroider on her robe.
Neville was wearing sand colored robe with the major Northern constellation embroider in silver. Bill representing the Druid of ceremony was wearing a beautiful gold robe embroider in silver with ancient Celtic rune symbols representing the elements. Fleur representing the Druiddess was wearing a gorgeous silver robe embroider in gold with the same Celtic runes as Bill.
Bill as the Druid was going to preside from the outer circle from the North entrance of his newly built shrine. Fleur as the Druidess was going to preside the ceremony from the outer circle also, but on the South entrance of the shrine. Neville would stand at the inner circle Northern location facing south. He would speak for North and the East. Luna would also stand at the inner circle Southern location facing north. She would speak for South and the West.
Harry himself was wearing his emerald robe. The borders of his robe were embroidered in silver showing the Celtic symbols for the elements in a repeating pattern. The back of his robe was embroidered in gold showing the Northern constellations. The front of his robe was also embroidered in gold and showed the Southern constellation.
Xiana for her part was wearing a deep sapphire robe. The borders of her robe was embroidered in gold showing the Celtic symbols for the elements in a repeating pattern. The back of her robe was embroidered in silver showing the Southern constellations. The front of her robe was also embroidered in silver showing the Northern constellation.
Bill couldn't help thinking how beautiful they both looked. They radiated power and beauty. Harry's shrine in the original design of Stone Henge was perfect. Again he began loathing the ministry for taking away their birthright. The ancient wizarding marriage ceremony dated back millennia's. How dare they take away their heritage?
Bill now knew without a doubt that this was how he wanted to get married. He looked at Fleur, Luna, and Neville and he could tell from their faces that they had come to the same conclusion he had. He was brought back from his musing when he noticed Fleur light her wand. Bill called out the wedding party. It was now time for the marriage ceremony to begin.
The wedding party all walked to their positions. They all took out their wands and cast the torch spell. Then as one, they all intoned, "Welcome!"
The Druid and Druidess then said, "Oh Great Spirit/Goddess we ask for your Blessing on this our ceremony."
Druid: Let the four directions be honored that power and radiance might enter our circle for the good of all beings.
North: With the blessing of the great bear of the starry heavens and the deep and fruitful earth, we call upon the powers of the North.
South: With the blessing of the great stag in the heat of the chase and the inner fire of the sun, we call upon the powers of the South.
West: With the blessing of the salmon of wisdom who dwells within the sacred waters of the pool, we call upon the powers of the West.
East: With the blessing of the hawk of dawn soaring in the clear pure air, we call upon the powers of the East.
Druidess: May the harmony of our circle be complete.
Druid: We stand upon this Holy Earth and in the Face of Heaven to witness the Sacred Rite of Marriage between Harry and Xiana. Just as we come together as family and friends so we ask for the Greater Powers to be present here within our Circle. May this Sacred Union be filled with their Holy Presence.
(Pause)
By the power vested in me, I invoke the God of Love whose name is Angus Mac Og to be present in this Sacred Place. In his name is Love declared.
Druidess: By the power vested in me I invoke the Goddess of the Bright Flame whose name is Brigid to be present in this Sacred Place. In Her name is Peace declared.
Druid: In the name of the Ancestors whose Traditions we honor,
Druidess: In the name of those who gave us Life,
Both: May we all unite in Love.
Druidess: The joining together of Man and Woman in the Sacred Rite of Marriage brings together great forces from which may flow the seeds of future generations to be nurtured within the womb of Time. Within every Masculine nature lies the Feminine, within every Feminine nature lies the Masculine. The interplay of Masculine and Feminine forces when flowing freely in a union based upon true Love finds many expressions. This union is truly Holy.
Druid: Goddess to God,
Druidess: God to Goddess,
At this point in the ceremony, Neville disrobes Harry, and Luna disrobes Xiana. Harry and Xiana approach the center stone but stop at the entrance to the archway. For the first time since they have known each other, they get their first look at their naked bodies.
'Xiana can't help feeling the lust building in her. She marvels at her future husbands sculpted body. He is so handsome. She is quite surprised at the size of his phallus. Her husband to be is fully equipped to say the least. She can't help lusting for him. She wants him inside her so bad.'
'Harry can barely keep his eyes off her body. Her body is perfect. Her breasts are perfectly round. Her hips are perfectly curved. He sees the small jet-black triangle of hair where her nether region is. Harry loves her beautifully sculpted legs. God he has to stop himself from thinking. He is starting to feel an erection coming on. He quickly started picturing Snape in a bikini. Oh god, that'sdisgusting. Better yet Dudley and Uncle Vernon making love to each other, o.k. That's a bit much. I just want to stop my erection not get violently sick.'
They both pulled out of their thoughts to hear the Druid say.
Druid: Who walks the Path of the Moon to stand before Heaven and declare her Sacred Vows? (Xiana steps forward) Do you Xiana come to this place of your own free will?
Xiana: I do.
Druidess: Who walks the Path of the Sun to stand upon this Holy Earth and declare his Sacred Vows? (Harry looks towards the Druidess) Do you Harry come to this place of your own free will?
Harry: I do. (Both walk the paths of the sun and moon clockwise and anti-clockwise
around the circle, returning to the East)
Druid: Harry and Xiana you have walked the Circles of the Sun and Moon, will you now walk together the Circle of Time, traveling through the Elements and the Seasons?
Xiana & Harry: We will. (Walk hand in hand to South)
South: Will your love survive the harsh fires of change?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
South: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Fire in this the place of summer. May your home be filled with warmth. (Walk together to West)
West: Will your love survive the ebb and flow of feeling?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
West: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Water in this the place of autumn. May your life together be filled with love. (Walk together to North)
North: Will your love survive the times of stillness and restriction?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
North: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Earth in this the place of winter. May your union be strong and fruitful. (Walk together to East)
East: Will your love survive the clear light of Day?
Xiana & Harry: It will.
East: Then accept the Blessing of the Element of Air in this the Place of Spring. May your marriage be blessed by the Light of every new Dawn.
Druidess: All things in Nature are circular - night becomes day, day becomes night and night becomes day again. The moon waxes and wanes and waxes again. There is spring, summer, autumn, winter, and then the spring returns. These things are part of the Great Mysteries. Harry & Xiana, do you bring your symbols of these Great Mysteries of Life?
Xiana & Harry: We do.
Druid: Then before all present repeat these words.
Xiana (facing Harry and handing him the ring): Accept in freedom this ring as a token of my vows. With it, I pledge my love, my strength, and my friendship. I bring thee joy now and forever. I vow upon this Holy Earth that through you I will honor all men.
Harry (facing Xiana and handing her the ring): Accept in freedom this ring as a token of my vows. With it, I pledge my love, my strength, and my friendship. I bring thee joy now and forever. I vow in the face of Heaven that through you I will honor all women.
Xiana: In the name of Brighid I bring you the warmth of my heart. (Xiana is handed a lighted taper by her best friend)
Harry: In the name of Aengus Mac Og I bring you the light of my love (Harry is handed a lighted taper by his best friend) they both light a single candle together. (This candle could be kept and relit at each anniversary)
All: May the warmth and the light of your union be blessed.
Druid: Do you swear upon the Sword of Justice to keep sacred your vows?
Xiana & Harry: We swear.
Druid: Beneficent Spirits and Souls of our Ancestors, accept the union of your children. Help them, guide them, protect, and bless their home and the children born of their union. May their life together reflect the harmony of all life in its perfect union. May they work together in times of ease and times of hardship, knowing that they are truly blessed. From this time forth you walk together along Life's Path; may your way be blessed.
(Xiana and Harry walk together sun wise around the circle to be greeted by each of the participants, and then stand together west of center)
Druid: It is the hour of recall. As the fire dies down let it be re-lit in your hearts. May your memories hold what the eye and ear have gained.
Druidess: We thank the Powers of Love and Peace for their presence
within this Sacred Place. Let us offer the words that unite all Druids:
Grant, O God/dess, thy Protection
And in Protection, Strength
And in Strength, Understanding
And in Understanding, Knowledge
And in Knowledge, The Knowledge of Justice
And in the Knowledge of Justice, the Love of it
And in the Love of it, The Love of all Existences
And in the Love of all Existences, the Love of the God/ess and all
Goodness.
Druid: Let the spirits of the Four Directions be thanked for their blessings.
East: In the name of the hawk of dawn and of the element air, we thank the powers of the East.
West: In the name of the salmon of wisdom and the element of water we thank the powers of the West.
South: In the name of the great stag and of the element of fire, we thank the powers of the South.
North: In the name of the great bear of the starry heavens and of the element of earth, we thank the powers of the North.
Druid: May the blessing of the Uncreated One, of her Daughter/his Son The Created Word and of the Spirit that is the Inspirer be always with us. May the world be filled with Harmony and Light.
Druidess: Let us now form the Three Circles of Existence. (The married couple holds hands, forming the central circle. The participants in the outer circle and the horseshoe hold hands to form two further circles.)
All: We swear by peace and love to stand
Heart to heart and hand in hand
Mark O Spirit and hear us now
Confirming this our Sacred Vow.
Druid: This Sacred Rite of Marriage ends in peace, as in peace it began. Let us withdraw, holding peace and love in our hearts until we meet again.
The Druid unwinds the circle and exits with Druidess sun wise.
Druidess: Then seal your promise with a kiss.
Harry and Xiana go to the centerpiece. Harry entering from the north entrance and Xiana entering from the south entrance. They each take the ceremonial daggers and make a shallow slit across each wrist. They both walk until they are standing underneath the archway and clasp each other's writs so that their magical blood intermingle. They lean forward and kiss.
As their blood intermingles the whole center monument becomes engulfed in a deep bluish glow. St- Elmo's fire comes down from the sky and engulfs the centre granite slab. Also deep blinding white energy lines snake across the ground from the North, South, East, and West. Until they reach the naked couple.
Suddenly a golden dome forms around the couple and the image of a black Phoenix appears above the dome and everyone hears the most beautiful song they have ever heard. By this time, the golden dome is so bright that the remaining party can barely keep their eyes on it. Harry had a pretty good scientific theory as to why this happened. He would pursue it at a later date.
After a minute, the dome dissolves and the couple is seen kissing each other. After their kiss, they thank everyone. Before going back to the castle. Harry pulls out her ring and wand and asks her to coat the crystals with her blood. He does the same with his ring. They both intone the spell "Ab- Invoco- Atis-Coniunctio-Ritus" Mother night we invoke the power of blood.
Earlier that afternoon, he made sure that they had fully charged the crystals with their wands and some Naquadria help for Xiana. Her new wand and ring like his were made of Naquadria. When they were done with the ring, wand, and blood runes. Harry cast a healing charm on their wrist.
They thanked everyone for coming and being naked, they apparated back to their bedroom. When they got into their room, it was filled with floating candles like Hogwarts great hall. Harry tuned towards her and gently picked her up. He carried her towards the bed and lowered himself with her onto their bed.
Xiana was in awe of the sheer desire she saw burning in Harry's eyes as he leaned down to kiss her. His mouth molded over hers hard and persuasive, parting her lips with the thrust of his tongue as he ravished her mouth with his. She felt herself weaken from the spiraling pleasure that poured through her and she clung her hands to his broad shoulders. He blanketed her body with his own.
His lips began to blaze a trail of wet kisses down her neck. His gentle hands roamed over her body, burning her where they touched. His palm closed over her naked breast, his fingers rubbed and teased her nipple. His other hand ran over her abdomen, stroking lower into the triangle of soft curling hair between her thighs.
Xiana cried out as his fingers gently massaged her most sensitive area. His mouth moved over her breast hot and wet, his tongue circled the hardened peak of her nipples. Her nails dug into his muscular back as she thrashed beneath him. He moved his hand away from her wet throbbing center, and Xiana moaned with the loss of it. His lips raked her body, moving lower against her stomach. His hands ran down her thighs as he shifted his weight between them. His lips soon followed as he ran hot kisses across the inside of her thigh. Xiana didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late.
"Oh, Harry!" Xiana cried at his daring and urged him on. All rational thought had left her. She was at her most primal. She felt his fingers part her labia and felt his tongue delved into the most sensitive part of her.
Her moans became choked gasp. Wicked, burning sensations coursed through her as he teased and provoked her with his lips and tongue. She had never in her life felt anything so intense. Her legs began to shake as she felt her climax build. Her fingers laced into his hair as she held him against her. Then, in a flash of blinding pleasure, he sent her over the edge.
Her back arched as she felt the jolting spasms rack her body. Her cries of pleasure echoed through the bedroom. She lay shuddering and gasping for breath, as tiny aftershocks shot through her. She wanted him inside her at all cost. Her primal urges sought full completion.
Harry crawled on top of her again, and her eyelids fluttered open. His own breathing was deep and ragged. His eyes lit up like emerald beacons as they burned into her. He leaned down to capture her lips in a demanding kiss and Xiana could taste herself on him as his tongue thrust into her mouth. He pulled away and let his head fall against her shoulder as he took a deep breath.
"I can't wait," he gasped desperately.
"I don't want you to," she sighed as she ran her hand down his hardened chest.
Xiana's eyes drifted shut as she felt his huge erection pressed against her.
"Open your eyes, Love," he commanded as he looked down at her.
Xiana's eyes flew open at his request and her breath caught in her chest when she saw the look of love and passion burning in Harry's eyes.
"I love you, now and for ever. Don't ever forget that," he whispered. Then, gently he slowly thrust one finger inside her, and she gasped. He took his time, her previous orgasm had made her wet. He could feel the heat from her entrance. He pulled out his fingers and at her desperate urging, he positioned himself at her entrance. He slowly penetrated her bit by bit, giving her time to adjust to his size. He stopped when he heard her gasp.
"I can stop if you want love?" That was the last thing she wanted to happen. She knew that she would feel a bit of pain. Most women did during their first time.
She cried "No!" She wrapped her legs around his waist and with one powerful pull made him thrust hard into her. She bit her lower lip, as she felt a sharp pain jab her. However, it faded quickly. She made sure that he was fully buried inside her. She felt so full and complete. She began to experience a pleasure she had longed for.
They both cried out at the sensation of their bodies joining. Xiana's eyes slammed shut as he filled her. Her arms locked around him, her fingers danced over his shoulders as the sweet torment of being with Harry flowed over her. His mouth found hers again as they moved together, unaware of anything, but each other. The world erased, the war disappeared, and there was no Death Eaters or Voldemort. They drifted away as they clung to each other.
They were swept up in the tempest of love and desire. His strokes were deep and gentle. Her moans were low and impassioned. Xiana's wrapped her legs around him as she urged him on. Her nails dug lightly into his back as she felt the deep throbbing of her release build. For the second that night, her back arched, her head fell back as the light burst around her in a torrent of blinding pleasure.
As her body convulsed around him, she felt the rhythmic pulsing of his release as his seed filled her. She heard him cry out her name and felt the tension leave his body. Xiana felt the shuddering that swept him. She felt the simple joy of being safe, content and in the arms of the man she loved above all else.
For a long time they lay there grasping for breath. Their damp bodies intertwined. Finally, Harry gently pulled out and pulled her with him. She lay across his chest listening to his heart beating violently. Neither one spoke for several minutes. The sheer intensity of what they had just shared far surpassed words. That night neither of them slept much as they made love two more times. She would have to cast some scourgify spells come morning she mused.
Finally, Harry fell into the most blissful sleep of his entire life. Xiana felt his love for her through their bond. She was now a married woman. She was now Xiana Potter. She felt blessed by the Gods. She too let sleep finally claim her.
Unknown to them, both the Zabini and the Potter family tapestry had been updated with their names. Also late at night in a ministry magical records office, a married couples name was magically added to the ministry books. Of course, very people ever audited these records and it would be quite a while before any ministry officials found out. That however would not be the case for one Michael and Blaze Zabini.
End Flash Back #3
Xiana finally put her book down and gave herself a stretch. She noticed her husband absorbed in his thoughts. She knew he would be confronting the Order of the Phoenix tomorrow and he was trying to plan for every contingency. She in turn would be going to meet her parents. She decided to confront them about what had happened to her and see if they could bury the hatchet.
This was going to be an interesting meeting to say the least. They would be upset that she had gotten married without their consent. She didn't care; as far as she was concerned this had been the best decision of her life. She loved Harry with all her strength. He was now part of her soul. She knew that if her father accepted him, then the rest of the family would follow.
She knew that they did not like being left out on any decisions regarding their children. However, she was an adult and she decided whom she married and what career to pursue. Her father might be a bit difficult, but her younger brother might prove even more.
He was apparently in Slytherin house and had not been too fond of Gryffindor s. When he found out that his older sister was married to one, he might just flip out. She had to explain to them that Harry was not only Gryffindor, but also Slytherin, Raven Claw and Huffle Puff. He had all of these qualities in spade as most people did. She found it ridiculous that Hogwarts insisted on creating rivalry like that.
Xiana reflected on the entire events of these past 20 months, and concluded that she would not have change a thing. She was happier than she had ever been. Harry had given her happiness that she never thought she would get. She was thankful to the gods for their blessings. She knew the years ahead were going to be filled with danger.
However she did not care, she had complete faith that her husband would prevail. They had agreed to never let Voldemort make any decisions that affected their lives. That is why they had both agreed that she would not take any birth control. What ever happens will happen. Life had to be lived and not put on hold. Harry had agreed.
Xiana got off her chair and told Harry she was going to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day and she wanted to have all her strength. She came over and gave Harry a passionate kiss, and left to go to bed. Harry told her he would be up in an hour or so. Harry sat back down in his chair and allowed his mind to wander over the events two days ago. He should feel bad for the Dursley's but he couldn't
Harry Flash Back #4 August 18
Harry apparated back to #4 privet drive to clear the remainder of his room, and get rid of all the charms he put on it. He also wanted to get rid of the blood vase. It was early afternoon and he apparated In the middle of his room. He looked at the place in utter loathing. He had never considered the place his home. He was sure glad that he would no never have to live with those miserable bastards. He clearly heard the all to distinctive voice one Vernon Dursley bellowing about some Freak this. Harry decided to say his farewell.
He walked downstairs and as they saw him approach, his aunt Petunia dropped a plate on the kitchen floor, his uncle, and Dudley stood with their mouths open. Harry attributed their stares to his physical changes. Finally, his aunt found her voice and said.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to clear this place of all my possessions. I will am leaving for good and will never come back here." He said.
Petunia could not believe the changes in her nephew. His physical changes were striking. He was tall, well over six feet. He looked very muscular, and his hair went to the back of his back. His face was cold as ice though. Of course, she had not forgotten their last encounter and her face suddenly took on a calculating look. She said.
"Your Uncle would like to ask you something."
Harry looked at her for a couple of seconds and then walked towards his uncle and said.
"What would you like to talk about Vernon?"
Vernon also had that calculating look in his eyes. He was trying to be pleasant but Harry could tell that it was costing his uncle greatly. Finally, Vernon found his voice and said.
"You caught us early. We would like you to come back tomorrow for a farewell supper. You know to show that we have no hard feelings towards you." Whatever he thought his uncle wanted to talk about that was not it.
This was totally out of character for those morons. His Slytherin sense was on overdrive and looking closely at Vernon's face Harry noticed his eyes were narrowed just a fraction and it looked like he was fighting from showing him a maniacal grin. Finally, Harry decided to legilimen him.
He found himself shifting through his memories. God his uncle was a sick bastard. He wondered if his aunt knew that he had seen several prostitutes. He kept searching until he found Vernon and Petunia meeting with a man who was wearing a blue short sleeve shirt. However, that was not what had caught his attention. What interested Harry was the dark mark showing on the man's forearm?
Apparently his uncle had discreetly found out that a person working at Grunning's had a brother who was a wizard. After talking with the man, Vernon found out that his brother was looking for work. Vernon told him that he was going on vacation but gave him their vacation address and told him to tell his brother to meet him there. He told them that he had a business proposition that he might like. It turned out his brother was a death eater. They had reached an agreement and tomorrow was going to be the fulfillment of that agreement.
Apparently Vernon did not like being shown up by Freaks. He had not taken his beating by his nephew very well. Vernon wanted to take care of Harry permanently. Apparently, tomorrows supposed dinner was to lure him into a trap. Ten death eaters were going to show up and stay under disguise just outside the house.
His uncle was going to give them the signal to come in after he had been drugged him. He planned to confuse his brains by drugging his tea. This would make it easier for them to best him. Harry carefully pulled out of his mind. He didn't know wither he should kill him on the spot or have him taken care off by other means.
Harry was fuming but he kept his face impassive. All right, you fat fuck Harry thought. You just couldn't leave it alone. Well you are the one going down piggy. You are going to find out the true meaning of poetic justice. Finally, Harry found his voice and said.
"What time should I come?" He said in his most sincere voice.
"Err, 5:00 pm would be best, if you don't mind." His uncle answered. Harry agreed. He went back to his room, and finished clearing the rest of his things. He then made his way back to the castle and went to work formulating his attack plan.
He found Xiana and explained to her what he was planning on doing. She gave him some suggestion and a kiss. She told him to be careful. She was very good at maintaining a cool façade, but he knew that she would be worrying all afternoon.
For her part it took every once of control for her not go pay a visit to his muggle relations. She wanted to curse those bastards so badly that it hurt. How dare they attempt to murder her husband? She hoped that justice would be served tomorrow. If she knew her husband, and she did, then justice would indeed be served as a cold dish. A slightly evil grin broke on her face. She went to the kitchen to make supper.
The next day, Harry apparated just outside the park he used to go to. He was dressed in full battle gear. He had his basilisk vest, boots, and his full battle robe with his hood on. He was under his invisibility cloak. He took his watch and activated its map. He noticed a couple of muggles but no death eaters were in the park. He slowly made is way to Figg's house. Every 100 feet he activated his watch.
He finally made his way to an oak tree about 300 feet from the house and activated his watch again. Bingo! He saw 10 red wizards positioned around the house. Two were on the roof.
He checked to see what wards they had put on. He found an anti apparition ward, and a perimeter detection ward. Harry quickly cancelled the perimeter detection ward. He then added an anti portkey ward, an illusion, a silencing and a muggle repelling charm. He cast a disillusion charm on himself and took off his invisibility cloak. He then made his way to his former residence.
He needed to take care of the death eaters on the roof first. He looked at his watch and pinpointed their exact coordinates. They were all wearing invincibility cloaks he deduced. He cast the following spell Tar-Mer-Libiš. This dark spell caused their heart to explode in their chest. They both flopped over without a sound. Well that takes care of two he thought. The others were too well grouped and were covering each other's position. He figured there was no way he could take care of them one by one. Well plan B is more risky, but is much better for an adrenaline junky like he was.
For his plan to work he needed to keep one of those bastard alive. He cast accio blankets. All the blankets flew to him. Surprised by having their blankets ripped from them gave Harry the initiative. On the nearest two, he cast Bi-Iz-Neturu and watched as two of his victims melted before his eyes. Their skin first, followed by their muscles and then their bones turned to ash. This was truly one a gruesome psychological weapon. The other death eaters had seen this before from a pensive projection. They now knew whom they were dealing with and they began panicking.
In their confused state Harry took the initiative and layered, his next spells on a group of four death eaters bunched up together. Geese Harry thought where does Voldemort get these losers. He caught them with šukur-ùr-ki-a-nañ and Ñír-pa-šag-líl he watched as Obsidian barbed spears shot up through their rectums and came out of their necks. They were lifted 20 feet in the air where they were all vivisected. Their arms came perpendicular to their bodies and their abdominal skin pealed off their bodies and attached itself to the underside of their arms. Blood and intestines came spilling below them. To add insult to injury Harry cast a spell that burned a scorpion tattoo on their forehead.
He had two more to deal with, but this time they were ready for him. One cast Avada Kadavra and the other cast a bone-crushing spell. They did it so that no matter which way he rolled he was going to be hit with a curse. He quickly rolled away from the AK and rigged up a shield but the bone-crushing spell his at the same time the shield came up. Some of the spell managed to penetrate the shield and hit him in the ribs. His coat managed to also absorb some of the spell. The spell still managed to knock his breath away. He didn't break any bones, but he would have a nasty bruise.
Mental note to self he thought. No fancy shit until all hostiles taken care off. He conjured a metal wall to confuse them while he regained his breath. He quickly activated his watch to get an accurate reading on their position. He smiled. They had decided to split up. He took out his sword and apparated just behind one of the death eaters. Due to his apparition being silent, the death eater never heard him.
Harry took his sword and in one fluid motion, he severed the death eaters' head. He saw a curse coming towards him and this time had time to raise a proper shield. Nisi-šen-šen he cried. An emerald dome formed around Harry and absorbed the spell with ease. He now had a good fix on the last death eater. He waited for him to cast another curse and apparated ten feet to his current position and cast stupefy. The last death eater went down like a sack of rocks.
Harry walked over to him and cast incarserous-metallum thin metal like ropes bound the death eater like a holiday roast. Now it was time to take care of those fucking traitors. He approached the death eater and found that he had a portkey on. Good he thought this was going to make things easy. He then cast enervate on his prisoner.
His plan involved planting memories of Vernon double-crossing the death eaters to the scorpion sorcerer. He made it out like Vernon planned to play the freaks against each other. He made the death eater believe he had discovered the muggles double crossing. Harry also made him believe that he had gotten away from the scorpion sorcerer and was able to find and incapacitate the muggle. He then planted the memory of him grabbing the muggle and using the portkey to get away just as he was being stupefied.
Harry then turned to the front window to see the Dursley's shaking like leafs. With a sneer, he apparated inside the living room and incarcerated all of them in ropes. He approached his uncle and lifter his hood.
By now, his uncle reeked of fear, and lost control of his bodily functions. He began uttering apologies, saying he was sorry. He tried to make him believe that it was the death eaters that made him do it. Finally, Harry had enough.
"You liar!" He screamed. "You just couldn't leave it alone you fucking bastard. I was more than willing to leave things as they were. I was going to leave you all for the rest of my life. Nevertheless, no, you felt you had to teach the freak a lesson. Well pig man; you are about to meet the biggest freak of them all. When he is torturing you, I'll be watching from his eyes. Have a nice stay in hell you deserve everything you get. "
With that, he brutally assaulted his uncle's mind and wiped all of his original plans. He then planted memories of him wanting to double cross the death eaters from the beginning. He planted memories of him making fun of the death eaters. Planted more memories of him taunting the freaks and showing them how much more superior muggles were to them. He then wiped his memories of their encounter, and cast a stupefy spell on him. All the while Petunia was screaming at him to stop.
He then looked at his aunt with pure venom. He first cast Dira-Gudim on her and forced her to relieve her worst loathing memories of herself. This dark spell actually made you loath yourself. He had to set the stage for his next spell, which he cast as Ciris- Acerbus- Scortor. This would cause his prim and proper aunt to become a whore. She would sell herself for money and drugs. She deserved everything she got he thought with hate in his eyes. He then cast a stupefy spell on her and dissolved the ropes.
He then went to his dear cousin and said. "You dear cousin were brought up by morons. However, that does not excuse you current behavior in tormenting people weaker than you. From now on every time you think about doing bad or mean acts. You will be in excruciating pain. The only way to stop it is to become a good person."
With that, he cast the following spell Ñìri-Edakua-Diþ. Every time you get nasty, you will suffer from severe arthritis pain. The nastier you get the more debilitating your disease will be. He went into his mind to make him understand the concept and erased all references to him. He put his hood back up and levitated his uncle to the unconscious death eater. He decided to pull the death eaters mask and found himself looking into the face of one Marcus Flint.
Harry decided to impregnate another death eater with his scorpion pod. He cast zi-pà -ñír-tab and had his scorpion sting him in the stomach. He made the scorpion impregnate a pod, and then banished it. With a cunning smile, Harry thought that Voldemort would be very surprised in their next encounter. While looking into Flints mind, he had found the portkey password. He made sure that his dear uncle was on top of Flint and stood a good 10 feet away. He cast his wand at the portkey and said "Ambition." The portkey activated and both Flint and his uncle were gone.
Now Harry decided to alert the bird club. He uttered Ahak-Nakeb and a giant scorpion appeared in the sky. Harry then layered five different spells and crumbled all of Dumbledore's wards. Harry made sure to stick around to see the last ward fail, and then apparated back to his home.
Unknown to Harry, a certain potions professor had been watching the scene with muggle binoculars. Severus Snape had seen the whole event unfold. To say that he was unnerved was an understatement to say the least. He had definitely witnessed the scorpion sorcerer at work. Why did he show up at potters? Did he somehow know Potter? How had they met? Where was Potter?
This sorcerer didn't appear to be for the light or the dark. What did he stand for? One thing for sure, a third front had opened up in this war and as far as he was concerned, all bets were off as to the outcome. Severus noticed members of the order streaming in and decided to join them. He had the distinct feeling that he was not going to get much sleep tonight.
Meanwhile back at his castle, Harry decided to go directly to his bedroom and practice his Occlumency. He wanted to open his link to Voldemort and watch the show unfold. He practiced clearing his mind and removing any negative emotion. It was imperative that he purge all of his emotions to prevent the dark lord from discovering him.
He laid his head on his pillow and closed his eyes. He opened up the walls and doors that he had closed a long time ago and checked the channel connection to make sure that it was still his magical signature disguised as Voldemort's linking their minds. He traveled down the tunnel until he reached the black orb. He slowly allowed himself to open the door and drifted down to the surface layer of his consciousness.
From that vantage point, he would be able to see through his eyes, but he was shallow enough not to be detected. This would be a good test of his legilimen abilities he thought. As he expected, the dark lord was in a towering rage. He had lost nine of his ten death eaters to this scorpion sorcerer and been played by a muggle to top it off. Vernon had woken up and had spit in Voldemort's face, calling him freak.
The imbecile had assured himself a round of torture like no other. His torture had lasted for nearly 12 hours. At which point he had been forced to endure rounds of cruciatus by just about every death eater present. They had cut letters that spelled freak across his chest and back. They had gouged his eye and had cut off his ears. To add insult to injury before his end they had transfigured him into a pig and lopped his head off. Harry finally pulled out of the link, being careful not to arouse the dark lords interest.
When he was back in his mind, he made sure that the door and walls in his mind were shut and brought to full strength. All Harry thought about was justice delivered. He fell back on his pillow sound asleep and never heard his wife undress and cuddle up next to him. Xiana woke him up the following morning with passionate lovemaking. She talked with him to make sure he was o.k. There was only on way to counter act that level of betrayal. She had prevented him from brooding by showing him how much she loved and cherished him.
That morning, people in Britain woke up to the reality of a new player in the ongoing struggle between Voldemort and the light forces. Harry picked up the Daily Prophet and read the following.
Daily Prophet Scorpion Sorcerer Dark or Light Wizard?
Dear readers. Yesterday evening, saw the beginning of a new front, in the ongoing struggle with He-Who-Must-Not be named. Yesterday evening, an attack was planned and executed by the dark lords forces on the Boy-Who-Lived. When we arrived at the scene, a most gruesome spectacle of dark magic awaited us. We saw death eaters who met their end with what must have been excruciating pain. Some had been impaled, while others had their hearts blown up, one even had his head loped off.
The only clue that was left of who was responsible for this carnage was a scorpion floating above the home of The-Boy-Who-Lived. The wizard who is dubbed the scorpion sorcerer is thought to be the one responsible for this brutal carnage. What was he doing at Potter's home? What is his connection to the boy- who-lived? It has come to our attention, from a secure source, that the boy-who-lived has been missing from his home for at least three weeks if not more. Where is he? Dear readers there are many questions, but few answers. Rest assured that we at the daily prophet will use all of our significant resources to update you on the latest development in this ongoing saga ...est.
By your faithful: Rita Skeeter.
Well things were heating up Harry thought?
End Harry Flash Back #4
Harry was brought back from his thought. He looked at his watch and noticed that it was 11:30 pm. He banished his glass and made his way to the bedroom. He was very careful not to make any noise. He stripped bare-naked and crawled into bed. He settled himself in a sitting position and began his relaxation techniques. After about ten minutes of sorting and filing his memories he nestled himself against Xiana and brought his arm to rest around her breast. She instinctively nestled herself against him in a spoon like fashion. Harry smiled and fell into a blissful sleep.
August 21, Phoenix Burning.
Xiana woke up with her head nestled into her husbands shoulder. She noticed that he was still asleep and was breathing deep slow breaths. He looks so peaceful she thought. She must have looked at his handsome face for nearly ten minutes. She was memorizing every line and curves.
She realized that it had been a full 18 hours since her husband had made love to her. She needed him to be inside her. She simply could not get enough of her husband. She smiled and slowly started kissing his neck, and then she moved on to his nipples. By this time Harry was moaning with pleasure. She then worked her way to his phallus and took it in her mouth. She gently flicked her tongue around his most sensitive area.
Harry's eyes flicked open, and moaned as Xiana was driving him to new heights of pleasure. Harry found himself reciprocating the gesture. Before both of them knew they had made love twice in the span of an hour. They went back to sleep and ended waking four hours later. Harry opened his eyes and noticed it was 10:30 am. It was time to get up and prepare for a very taxing day. Xiana also woke up but decided to stay and laze around in bed.
Harry took a shower, and got dressed. He decided to not yet reveal to the old bastard that he was the scorpion sorcerer. He made sure to wear his basilisk vest, wand holsters, and boots. He decided on charcoal semi formal pants with a sort sleeve emerald colored acromantula silk shirt with a black Phoenix in the back. He made sure to wear both wand holster and his katana.
He cast parseltongue invisibility spells on his wand holsters and katana that even Mad Eye would not be able to detect. He had set his meeting for 2:00 pm, but he was going to arrive there at 1:00 pm to gather intelligence and see what surprise the bastard had set up for him. He looked at the date and realized that it was black scorpion earring day.
Xiana had asked him if she could have a replica of his earrings. She loved their assortment and their protection. Harry was more than pleased to make her a double set of his earrings. This way she would have two of each gem for everyday of the week. Shortly after their wedding he had given a collection.
Meanwhile Xiana was watching her husband get dress. When he was done getting dressed she noticed his choice of weapons. It looked like he was preparing for war. She was apprehensive about his meeting with Dumbledore. She had full confidence in her husband coming out of this meeting victorious, but she hated the emotional tool it took on him. She looked at the time and noticed that she had to prepare and face her day as well. She too would have a difficult meeting with her father. She got out of bed and suddenly there was a gold and bluish glow emanating from her abdomen. The glow lasted for about ten seconds and noticed that the air surrounding her abdomen was crackling.
Harry was putting his earring in his right ear when he heard the air crackling. He turned around and noticed a gold bluish glow around his wife's abdomen. He asked his wife if she was all right. She looked at him and gave him a smile and her left eyebrow was near her hairline. She said she was feeling better then she ever had. Harry just shrugged his shoulders and went down for breakfast.
Meanwhile, it took every ounce of control for Xiana not to jump and scream her joy to the world. She had a pretty good idea what that glow meant. The glow she experienced was a sure sign that a magically powerful child had been conceived. She was not certain for sure, but she would find out soon enough. In the meantime she would keep this her little secret until she was sure. Her next period was due in two weeks. She would know for sure then.
Harry due to the time decided to ask Dobby for a large brunch. The elves were more than happy to cook a large assortment of foods. Harry gorged himself and reviewed his plans. When he was done he noticed it was nearly 12:30 pm. His first step was to apparate to Grimauld place and find Remus. He was going to reveal everything to Remus. He needed him to be solidly in his corner. Harry made sure that his had he had reduced his pensive. He was sure Remus was going to be surprised. Harry once again checked his watch and noticed it was now 12:45. Time to turn a chapter in his life. Today he was sure he was going to sever some ties forever.
Harry concentrated on the attic in #12 Grimmauld place. Within seconds he was standing in the attic. The first thing he noticed was the low light. The second thing he did was thank the gods for helping find a new way of apparating.
He let his eyes adjust to the low lighting. He noticed some muttering in the far left corner of the attic. He now remembered that voice. This was the vile little maggot of an elf that had betrayed his beloved godfather. Harry felt an utter hatred spring forth. He made sure that his boots had a silencing charm and slowly made his way to the sound of the disgusting little voice. When he was within ten feet of the creature, it turned around to face him. Somehow it had noticed him.
Meanwhile Kreacher was muttering his disdain of the filthy blood creatures infesting his beloved mistress home. He was putting away some clothes when he felt a magical presence come near him. He turned around and vaguely remembered the face now starring at him with utter loathing. Kreacher took stock of the individual and maliciously said.
"Ah! Poor Potter come looking for his blood traitor godfather but finds himself all alone." Kreacher cackled. Seeing no response coming from the human Kreacher said.
"Is poor baby Potter not able to speak?" Kreacher never saw a human move so fast. By the time he registered what was happening a blade was already moving toward his throat. The only sound that was heard in the attic was a swoosh and thump. Kreacher head rolled for about 6 feet before coming to a stop. Harry configured a canvas bag and put the head in it.
Harry sat down and let his magic get a read of the place. As expected he found Dumbledores's magical signature and noticed that several wards had been cast. An anti portkey and apparition wards had be set. Harry decided to leave those intact. He could punch through those with little difficulty. He then set his magic to locate a specific signature. He found it in his godfather's old room. He decided to remote cast a silencing charm on the room and apparated there.
Remus was lying in bed when he heard a very familiar voice call him. He immidialty sat up with his wand in had and stood looking at the very person he had been seeking for almost a month. Remus did not know what to think at first, but decided to put his wand down and said.
"Harry! I have missed you cub. Where have you been? You will never know the worry you have caused me." Remus finished deadpanned.
"I'm sorry Remus. What happened needed to be done. I have a full explanation for you. I need you to keep an open mind. Will you do this for me?" Harry replied.
"Cub, I would listen to anything you have to say. I just need to know that you are all right. After Sirius, you are the only thing keeping me from seeking the afterlife. I have nothing else to live for." Remus couldn't help the deep racking sobs that were assaulting him. He was finally able to look at his cub.
Seeing how distraught Remus was. Harry did the only thing he thought would help. He walked over and hugged Remus for all it was worth while saying.
"It's o.k. Remus. I'm here now and I'm not leaving you alone with these bastards. Marauders look after each other. I brought my pensive, so that you can be brought up to speed with what has been happening to me. " Harry said.
Remus got a hold of himself and looked at Harry with care in his eyes. Harry took out his pensive and enlarged it. He then took a multitude of silver stands and put them in the pensive. He told Remus to go in and see his memories. Remus was reticent but followed Harry's orders. After about 45 minutes Remus came back and had a big smile on his face. The pride he had in his cub was beyond measuring. For the first time in three months, he finally felt a weight come off his shoulders. He turned to Harry and said.
"Dam Cub! Busy is an understatement in your case. God if they only knew. Don't worry; you secret is safe with me. I can't tell you how proud I am of you. Both James and Lily would be ecstatic at your accomplishments. I just want to let you know that I am with you the whole way. I will officially be quitting the order tonight. By the way congratulations on your new married status. "
"When we are done here, you are coming with me to your real home Remus." Harry said.
Remus was smiling and couldn't wait to get the hell out of here. Inside he was so close to loosing it. The shear betrayal that the headmaster had engineered was beyond comprehension. He was going to need every ounce of discipline to keep from loosing complete control of his wolf side.
"You should go down and seat with the rest of the Order. I'll be down at the appointed time. I can't guarantee that there won't be some fireworks." Harry said.
"That's all right cub, this place needs a real brouhaha anyway. " Remus replied.
Remus lest and went to join the rest of the order. Harry took back his memories and preshrunk his pensive. He waited about 15 minutes and silently made his way down.
As he was nearing the kitchen, he distinctly heard Ron voice.
"Just, like I said. He is to much of a coward to show his face here today!" Ron spat.
It took every ounce of self-control not to leap from his chair and rip the little cretins heat out. Finally Bill looked at his brother with a sneer and said.
"He'll show up. Just show some patience for once."
It was Molly Weasley who stood up for Ron. She quickly replied.
"Bill! Show some loyalty to your brother. He's not too far wrong you know. We have been worried for him all summer, and he didn't bother to show up once and let us know that he is all right. What kind of a friend does that make him?"
Bill looked at Fleur and decided to keep his mouth shut. He had to maintain the illusion that he was still part of these helpless bastards.
Hermione agreed with Molly and said, "We have always stood with him, and this is how he repays us". At this point members of the order were getting their two cents in. Harry decided to make his entrance.
Harry opened the door and every member of the order looked towards him and their mouths dropped. Everyone was getting a different from the boy who lived. Everyone acknowledge how different he looked. He looked like power surrounded him. He seemed to possess an air of confidence that was missing not too long ago. Many members of the Order narrowed their eyes at the transformed Harry Potter looking at them.
Harry took their silence and walked with an almost cat like gait. He could smell the fear in the air. He noticed that most of the Order was there McGonagall, Jones, Shakelbolt, Tonks, Snape, the twins, Molly, Arthur, his former best friends, Mad Eye, and Anna Abbott's aunt. There were a lot of other people he had never met before. The twins gave him a slight shake of their head. Harry returned it.
The headmaster himself had a calculating air in his eyes, as if trying to assess this new Harry. One thing for sure, everyone were surprised by his looks. Harry raked his eyes over his former friends and sneered at them, before settling his gaze on his true target. Albus Dumbledore, the so-called mighty wizard of the light. He gave him a look and narrowed his eyes at him.
Harry flipped his wand in his hand and conjured himself a beautiful muggle reclining chair. Every eyebrow from the Order except for Bill, Fleur, and Remus shot up at this clear display of power. He fixed them all with a glare and noticed one of his intended targets sitting in a dark corner just like a bug. He stood sitting there with a sneer on his face. Harry recognized him immidiatly as one Severus Snape, miserable potions master and bastard first class.
Finally Snape couldn't help himself, " Well, well, well look who graces us on this fine afternoon. The golden boy wonder himself. What happened Potter got lost looking for your miserable mutt and finally realized that he is gone, and finally found your way home? "
Harry clearly heard Ron snicker at Snape's comment. Harry immidiatly felt a building volcanic rage ready to erupt. He decided to unleash his dementor on them. By now his eyes were glowing a bright emerald green, and his body became charged with his magical aura.
Everyone started to feel the droop in temperature, and they began to experience their worse memories. Within seconds of Snape's words, Harry countered.
"Headmaster, I strongly suggest you keep your lap dog on a very short leash this year if you hope to keep your potions master. Otherwise I'll be forced to terminate that pile of excrement before school starts."
The headmaster was about to respond when Hermione Granger said. "What happened to you Harry? You have become so cold, is that how you treat your teachers and best friends now?"
"I don't have any best friends Ganger. The people whom I thought were my best friends betrayed me to that bastard sitting at the end of the table. How dare you call yourself my friends when you have been spying and lying to me all year long. You have been reporting my every move to headmaster all year long. Didn't think I would find out did you? You should tell your idiot boyfriend to cast a silencing charm when you are in public. Yah it was real nice finding out that my supposed friends have been fucking me over since last summer. I hope you enjoy being part of your bird club"
By now, both she and Ron's faces had blanched considerably and Harry could tell that they were guilty. Granger tried to recover by saying.
"Harry, we only did it because we thought we were doing what was best for you."
"Bullshit! You did it to advance yourself and nothing more. The headmaster offered you some crumbs and you fell into his trap and prostituted yourself for some power and prestige." Harry looked at Ron directly in the eyes and continued.
"I can expect this from Ron, after all he has been showing his jealous steak since 4th year. Now that I can see with my eyes fully open, it was only a matter of time before he betrayed me. I expected a lot more from you. I guess in the end it was to much to have miss righteous, know it all, Dumbledore can't make a mistake, free every house elf, needle me to pieces stick with her friends. I suppose a good thing to come out of this is you won't be spying on me anymore and telling the Head-Master- Manipulator what I am doing." By now Ron's face was ready to explode and Hermione was crying her eyes out. How dare that fucking bitch cry in front of me, when she is the one who fucked me over.
The headmaster was analyzing his young pawn trying to figure out how to salvage this slipup. Dumbledore was finding it hard to judge this new Harry. He was reacting and thinking like a Slytherin. He had to regain control ofHarry at all cost. Finally he said.
"Harry, please forgive them. It's true I did ask them to spy on you but it was only in your best interest. You don't know how insidious Voldemort can be. You have a serious independent streak in you and due to your connection with Voldemort I needed to know what was really going on. Information is key to winning this war Harry. As you well know you are one of the key players in this war."
Whatever reaction the headmaster was expecting Harry laughing hysterically was not it. Finally to everyone's dismay he got control of himself and bellowed.
"YOU FUCKING LIAR! " McGonagall was the first to stand up and said.
"Mr. Potter, you will show the headmaster some respect or so help me god on your first day back, you will be given a months detention."
Harry whipped his head around and looked at her directly in the eyes and narrowed his own eye and said, "Gee professor, it's truly amazing how you can stick for the dinosaur over there and when we come to you for help you turn a blind eye to us. The grease ball has been treating Griffindor's like shit for the last five years that I have been in that school and you have not lifted a finger to stand up to him. He has shown blatant favoritism to his house and you still do nothing. You are either blind to what is going on, or the headmaster has cowed you so much that you have become an ineffective head of house." He spat.
Minerva sat back down and gaped at Harry like a fish out of water. She couldn't utter a sound. Harry turned back to the headmaster and said out loud.
"How many of you know why you have been guarding me for the last two summers? What no one dared to question him as to why you were guarding a lone wizard living with his muggle relatives in the middle of the most boring neighborhood for the duration of the summer?" Harry looked at everyone in turn and continued.
"You must all be more stupid than I thought or you have been masterfully played by the puppet master all this time." How about I let you know why you have been guarding for this past summer.
By this time the headmaster face was blanching and he was starting to panic. This foolish boy was about to destroy 17 years of hard work. Finally he said "Harry I forbid you to tell them. You don't know what you are doing my boy. You could well cause Voldemort to win this war if you give them this information."
Harry's eyes had gone as cold as Antarctic ice. He answered back, "What's wrong Dumbledore don't you trust your bird club? "
"Harry, I must insist that you don"t"
"You have NO RIGHT to insist! You are not my guardian, despite how much you want to control your secret weapon!" Harry Spat.
"Harry I know you"re angry," Dumbledore tried.
"You don't know anything about be you lying, stealing caniving hypocrite." Harry shot back.
Dumbledore was getting angry by now "You are making a mistake Harry!"
"Well then I'll make my own mistakes! This is my life to live!" Harry shot back, digging into his power.
"I won't let you lock me away again! Fuck you, and fuck your war. I'll fight because if I don't, the real people I care about will die! Because you and your sweet talking, candy ass, secret keeping Order won't help me! You had god dam 15 years to prepare me for my destiny for you did shit. You never had any faith in me. Fuck old man you spent the entire summer training a bunch of dimwits who couln't fight their way out of a candy rapper and you keep me locked up in my own private little azkaban.What kind of logic is that for the one who is destined to bring down Voldemort?"
Molly spoke up, "Albus what is he talking about?"
Harry had enough, " The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord, approaches. Born to those….est" When he was done everyone was shocked. Even Snapes sneer had dissapeared.
The headmaster face was aswhite as a sheet and he fell back in his chair. He had to do something real quick, he was loosing the battle of wits.
"We're here for you now Harry." Dumbledore said.
"BULLSHIT! YOU WERE GOING TO LOCK ME AWAY FOR THE SUMMER! Thought if you kept me in the hell-hole I'd be a bit more cooperative once you offered me release huh? You've been playing this card from the beginning haven't you. My parents made the biggest mistake of their lives trusting you. You probably wanted her out the way. A mother would have been far to combersome to deal with wouldn't it? Far easier controlling your weapon when it's only you pulling the strings." Everyone was looking at Harry in complete shock. Harry decided to continue.
Dumbledore decided to regain control of the situation. "Harry, I don't know who you have been with this summer, but it is obvious that you have been led astray." With that he wipped his wand and cast legilimen. BIG MISTAKE on his part.
That move had simply put Harry over the edge. He felt Dumbledore trying to get beyond his walls, but he knew that he would not succeed. This was his chance to get into the headmasters head. He brought forht his dementor aura and concentrated all of his power on breaking Dumbledore's mind. He brought forth his viral attack squad and prepared to push a Trojan into his mind.
Within minutes, Dumbledore was locked fighting the effects of a simulated Dementor. Harry noticed his lapse in concentration and send out a valit. He was searching for an easy way to penetrate his inner layers. He found it by travelling the same path that Dumbledores worse memories were surfacing from. Once inside he planted his in a deep folder. He would get back to it later when he needed too.
He then began searching for all information relating to him. It didn't take long, since they had been discussing him, most of his throughts concerning him were close to the surface. Bingo! He found it. YOU FUCKING DEMENTED SONAVABITCH! So I'm your sacraficial lamb am I. You got something else coming old man. Now let's see about mind fucking you so that you will remember this little confrontation for a very long time.
You are never going to attack me like this old man. Harry began pouring his his raw core energy into Dumbledore's mind. He was now attacking the headmaster on two fronts. His emulated Dementors and pushing his core energy into his mind. He was just tainting his mind with core energy.
He wasn't leaving any memories there. However Harry remembered how painful it had been to clean Voldemorts core energy from his mind. Harry was planting twice as much. He made sure not to leave any soul essense behind. When he was done, he began pulling out of his mind.
To everyone on the outside it looked like a mind war had been declared. Snape was almost smiling, Until he noticed Dumbledore crying out in agony. With a sudden jolt the headmaster found himself on his knees, with his hands pressing on the side of his head. Dumbledore was in sheer agony. Snape was about to curse Harry when suddenly Harry stood up and was back in his mind. Harry was breathing hard, but his years of occlumency training and his innovations in the mind arts had paid off in spades.
Harry said, "So you want to know what this little contest was about. It was about the headmaster forcing his will on me again. However I completely mind fucked him! In the process I found out why he never bothered to train me." No one said anything so he contiued.
"I WAS GOING TO BE HIS SACRIFICIAL LAMB! He was keeping me safe long enough for my link to Voldemort to grown beyond repair. That way when the final conflict came no matter who won the final duel, our souls would be so entertwined that we would both die."
Half the Order were now on their feet sputtering nonsense. Some seemed to look at the headmaster with loathing, others didn't believe a word Harry said. Seeing no rebutal, Harry decided to continue.
"The headmaster never had any trust in me. He thought that Voldemort had to much experience for me to catch up. He didn't believe that I could learn enough to be a match for him even though I faced him five time already. " Harry couldn't help himself he had tears running down his face.
He turned to Snape and bellowed. "Snape! Next time you are licking snake face boots. You can tell him that he will never regain his remaining memories. His last 35 percent belong to me. He can no longer reach me and the link has been severed for ever." He spat.
By this time Dubledore was regaining some of his faculties. Where did the little brat learn to do this he thought. In 150 years of experience he had never seen a mind occluded like his. He didn't even get close to his wall, which was formidable to begin with. God dam it this was turning out to be one of the worse nights of his life.
He had lost complete control of his weapon, and now the whole order was aware of his ultimate plans. The Order of the Pheonix was burning tonight he concluded. He knew he would loose some members tonight. He had no clue how to repair the damage.
Harry decided that proof was now needed to split the order. He took out his parents letter as well as his Gringotts bank records and made copies for everyone. He wanted to show them how Dumbledore had gone againts his parents wishes and had manipulated his accounts and stolen from the Potter family vault.
He then pulled out his emancipation papers and made a copy for Dumbledore. Finally he threw his lawsuit papers at Dumbledore and said, " If you want out of this court trial then you will from now on leave me alone. You will no longer interfere in my life. I am severing my ties to you and your bird club. I do not want to speak to you, or see you concerning any other matters. I will go to my chosen classes but that is it. I will not be sleeping in the dorms. I will travel back and forth to Hogwarts everyday. I sure as hell cannot trust you keep me safe so I will do it myself. See you September 1."
He was about to leave and remembered his course schedule. He took it out and threw it at McGonagall. The headmaster then said.
"I'm sorry Harry, but I cannot let you leave. There are-anti apparationand anti-portkey charms to prevent you fromleaving."
"Why do I bother trying to save the idiots of the wizarding world. I have learned a great deal this summer Dumbledore and you see the funny thing about limits when it comes to magic is entirely artificial. I'll be seeing you."
Harry nodded at Remus who stood up and told Dumbledore that he was quitting the Order. Several people followed and leftalso. Remus came over and Harry told him to grab his left arm. Harry picked his canvas bag and reached in and pulled Kreacher head. Many people screamed and Harry threw his head on the kitchen table. He then said.
" This is what happens to traitors who cross me!"
Without warning and no sound, Harry apparated himself and Remus out of the headquarters of the Order of the Pheonix to the shock of everyone else present.