A/N: Ok, here's the deal… I have decided to make it a cliffie from last chapter… HOPE Y'ALL ENJOY IT!

Disclaimer: NOT MY STORY!!! OR AT LEAST THE CHARACTERS OR PLOT USE THAT YOU RECOGNIZE IS ENTIRELY NOT MINE!

Chapter 8-- Howlley Hald-Fea and Marauder's Apprentice

"Yeah, and the best part is, I can raise the dead!

Thump! Ron hit the floor with head splitting action. After reviving Ron, Harry explained to everyone about how he had found out through one of his Learning Bulbs that he has the power to raise the dead.

"When the time comes, I may raise the Howlley Hald-Fea, the ones who fight for all good."

"What is the Howlley Hald-Fea?" asked Hermione. "I never heard of them before."

"And there's a specific reason you wouldn't, Hermione. They were here half a Millennia before us wizards and witches. I will not go into full detail about who they really were, for they are the unspeakable race. The race of people that I am borne into…"

While learning the things that his Bulbs had learned, Harry discovered something disturbing, to say the least. It was his Element of Time, Space, and Distances Learning Bulb that had shown him the unspeakable race. Hmm, Harry had thought to himself, let's see my heritage. The images the Bulb showed him were gruesome. One was of a great battle long ago.

"Thoe! Get them out of here! Slaughter all those who stand against the Light! Battle all Evil! Justice has come!" yelled an ancient, but youthful, King over the lands of Daladrain.

"Daladrain… Great, beautiful Daladrain… how did it come to this?" said an old Magi. "I've been here in the best of times, the worst of times. Why did you choose me to serve in your Royal Lands?! I only did what I was asked! And this is how you repay me?! Is this my finale test? Is this the last ride I take before I pass on my legacy?" A great boom threw the old Magi out of his thoughts. He turned to his right, where there should have been a staircase, and where there shouldn't have been a loud boom, was a big hole. Somewhere deep inside the hole, a resounding voice answered his question.

"Come to me if you want answers, Caldaran. I have many things to teach you in such short of time, and need to tell, and show, you many things."

Magi Caldaran slowly went to the hole in the stairs. "Who are you?" he asked.

"Lord Magithi, ruler of all Howlley Hald-Fea, the Dead Breed, the unspeakable race, the ones who fight for all good. Please, follow my voice and you will be able to get the power to vanquish Kalmaine. Please, follow the tunnel and you will find the place where you will find the Lombodoy."

"I will come." He wove, crouched, crawled his way through the tunnel, until, at the very end, he, indeed, came to the Lombodoy, or the Great Serpent's Cavern.

"Hello?" his voice echoed throughout the entire cavern.

"I am here," the voice said, and where it should have echoed, it didn't, and a transparent shimmer could be seen. There was enough light in there for Caldaran to see through Lord Magithi, but also enough to barely see where he was going on around him. "I am the last of the Dead Breed, the first of the unspeakable race. I come to you as in the last hopes of keeping our two races alive. I have to show you, first, of how my race died out, and then how both of our races collided together and formed an alliance that lasted until the day I, Lord Magithi, last Mage of the Dead Breed, and only one left of the Breed, died. I am here, only in Spirit and hopes. I suggest that you learn something from our mistake of trying to destroy the Kalmaine by ourselves. It takes more then one race to vanquish this enemy. I have, decidedly, taken it upon myself to reunite the pieces of this world for the Good, or the Light we have collectively called it.

"Here is the missing piece of the puzzle. Please, do try to be careful in how you choose the right step of the puzzle!" Lord Magithi disappeared. It seemed, to Caldaran, that everything shifted to a different time; but, it looked like this was the same place where the Lombodoy was just at.

"Flamminar halbeard hlivorgs orgalus, un lof guner, Kamshie Trei," a foreign language. Why did it sound so familiar to Caldaran? Was it because he was a reincarnate? That he had lived through this era once before? Or was it because he had dreams about it? He never got as far as wandering if he had lived in this era once before, before he was slammed against a wall.

"Who are you?" growled a voice. "How did you come to be here? Are you a Kalmaine spy? Who do you work for?"

"I-I work for no one! I-I am Mage Caldaran, sent here to figure out how to destroy the Kalmaine in the future!"

"I highly doubt that, Mage Caldaran, if you say your name is true. Now tell me the truth!"

"It is the truth! I was sent here by Lord Magithi in the Lombodoy, or the Great Serpent's Cavern!" Whispering swept throught those watching.

"Lord Magithi? How do you know this name?! Tell the truth, do not lie! For if you lie, the punishment is, most regrettably, death! Only those present here know Lord Magithi!" the man snarled.

"Step down, Captain!"

"But, My Lord? He may be a Kalmaine spy!"

"I know that better then anyone else. Gaergina ortashe, asfoken!" the Howlley Hald-Fea said in his language. The 'Captain' holding Caldaran released him.

"You're lucky he was here, Mage! I would've ripped your throat in half!" he turned his attention back to his fellow captains.

"Please forgive Hyuwas, he is very insistent on trying to catch all Kalmaine spies."

"I understand that better then anyone at the moment."

"Please, Caldaran, follow me, we have much to discus." They went outside the cavern. "So, do you recognize this tunnel?"

"Yes. It is much smaller in the future."

"It is? Wow! I would've-"

"No, your race dies out before my race ruled. We become great allies, but somehow, something gets let past and your race was slaughtered in one night. All that remained of you guys was you, Lord Magithi."

"I figured that would happen. That's why I built a system in the cavern that would show my Spirit in the future, for when this place is overrun by the Kalmaine again."

"Unfortunately, it is… at least, my future. My civilization, the Daladrain, is on the verge of a total wipe out. And if I don't do anything soon, my people will die, just as yours did."

"I know. So, here's what is going to happen. I am going to throw you into some training. No, it won't take long, for, as you see, you are in a sleep state. Your sleep will last less then a few seconds, but you will feel like you've been here for weeks. I set that system up perfectly so that if another civilization was to be wiped out by the Kalmaine, they would only be in that state for less then a second. That's one of my special tricks. Anyway, this training consists of being able to fight like a Kalmaine. It takes months to learn what you will in a week, or less then a second."

"OK, I believe I'm ready to go into training."

"So be it," with that, Lord Magithi thrust his arms open and said, in a deep and powerful voice, "Sfrooyut glrreouy jushnL!" and Caldaran was thrown into mind training, but still learning the flow of a Kalmaine attack.

He came back out of his dream state stance real quick. "Damn! We must form an alliance with Falandais! He ran through the tunnels and such and came out of the stairs, only to find the Kalmaine standing there.

"Weeell, weeell. Lookssss likeeeee wee'vee coaughte ourselvessss a sstraggler, my friendly beastssss!" said, what looked like, the leader of the Kalmaine force. "Haveee at 'im, boyssss!" he moved out of the way. They flew at him and fought him, since he trained in the Kalmaine fighting. "No way you'll win thissss oneeee, ya domk! Everyone in the City hassss…. fallen!" he gave an Evil, cackled laugh. Finally, the Kalmaine were able to get Caldaran on his knees, where they brutally ripped out his innards and guts and heart and liver and were eating them.

"So, that's as far as I saw of that image," Harry said.

"That's gruesome!" Auburn said, sitting, enrapt by the detail Harry was talking about from the Old Ol' Days.

"Yeah, and the worse part is, it's happened twice after that. And if we don't act soon, it'll happen again. All Evil, everyone who works for a Dark Lord, will turn into the descendants of the Kalmaine. I have been granted the Power to set loose the ones who first encountered the Kalmaine, so when the time comes, we'll have more assistance if this fight. I cannot raise those who have died within the past century, for the spell that raises the Howlley Hald-Fea is; one, a spell only for these people; two, it cannot raise those who have died within the past century; three, it is only used for fighting purposes. So, that means I wouldn't be able to bring back my parents, Cedric, Sirius, or Dumbledore."

"Oh, that's gotta suck!" said Ron.

"Yeah, you have no idea. Maybe things will turn out good in this war. But I know one thing for sure."

"What's that, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"That Time cannot be changed, no matter how many times I could go back and save my parents and everyone else. Since Auburn knows about all my Elemental Powers, he knows what I'm talking about." Harry looked very tired. "If you'll excuse me, I have much more to learn before I go and do some Kel-No-Reaming, my meditating sleep." He stood up, bowed and kissed Ginny's hand. Then bowed to Hermione.


It was the next week, and, as promised to himself, he met with Remus.

"Hello, again, Remus. How are you feeling?"

"Urgg, I feel like I was just run over by a thousand Thestrals. The Full Moon is coming up so I'm feeling weak as it comes."

"Oh, I soo totally forgot about the Full Moon. But, anyway, I wanted to talk to you about how I could become a Marauder Apprentice?"

"Ahh! I see that you are in need of some serious Pranks?"

"Yes, I need to Prank Auburn. He really deserves it."

"I see. Well, all it takes is a spell-binding contract that would agree that you'd become an apprentice, and the paper work does not require you to put on there what you'd be Apprenticing in."

"Well, it sounds harmless enough. Where's the papers. No, wait a minute. I don't need papers. All I have to do is…" his voice faded, remembering something from one of his Learning Bulbs. He smiled within. "Never mind, Remus, we don't need any papers. It is already forged between you, me, the Department of Apprentices in the Ministry of Magic, and the Goblins of Gringotts. Every high ranking official in charge of Apprenticeships has been notified and already have everything down on the papers."

"Wow. So the word out is true. You really have changed! I had heard from Auburn on Monday that you had changed your physical being."

"Yeah. Anyway, do you like the real me?"

"Yes I do. In a way, you remind me of James coming out of our seventh year at Hogwarts. He said that he'd just been initiated as Head of Potters. Fine man, your father. And I'd think he'd be proud of his only son, the way you fight the Evil that threatens the world, the way you always seem to get yourself into trouble, the way you want to be a Marauder!" Remus' eyes started to water over. Harry went over to hug him.

"In the next few months, I want to learn everything you can tell me about my parents, what they did after Hogwarts, who their friends were at work and such."

"It's the least I can do, Harry! Seeing as I'm the only one left to tell you these things, except the Weaselies, for they went to Hogwarts when we went they there, but they didn't really know your parents like I did."

"I know, Remus. I know that Mr. and Mrs. Weasely went to Hogwarts with you, that's why I asked you and not them, because you were really close to both my parents, especially my father, I had heard that you two were inseparable."

"That we were, Harry, that we were." Then they set out on getting everything ready for Harry's Apprenticeship. Remus had taken it upon himself to bestow Harry with the Marauder name, Bolt, for this was the lightning shape that was on all of Harry's Animagus forms, on the forehead, of course, and because he was faster then lightning when it came down to hand to hand combat.

"Well, Harry, you are improving your Prankster skills!"

"Well, I wasn't the son of a Marauder for nothing!" Harry replied, feeling proud of himself.

"That's true! So, have you given any thought as to the Prank you're gonna pull on your Grandfather tomorrow?"

"Yeah, actually, I have!" with that he leaned in with Remus…

"Well! Now that's what I call an ingenious, Harry! I don't think any of the Original Marauders could have come up with a Prank like that! I love that Prank!"

"I know! That's why I made this plan!" Harry sat back in his chair, smiling like an idiot. "Hey, Remus, I was just thinking. You know how I won the Tri-Wizard Tournament in my forth year?"

"Yeah."

"Well, the 1000 Galleons that I had won, I had given that money to Fred and George Weasely to start their joke shop."

"Really?" Remus asked with an expression that said "I know you did, but I just wanted to wait till you told me."

"Yeah. Well, anyway, I was wandering, since I gave them the money and they take advice from me about how to run their shop, I was wandering if you would co-sign as account, coming up with new products and such? If so, then I will speak to Fred and George and ask them if that would be ok."

"Are you serious?" Remus asked, leaning forward so that he could get a better look into Harry's face.

"Yes, I believe that in order to have a free world, we must have new Pranks and such spreading among the new generation that, once the War is over, would spread throughout the world and make new amends against ancient foes."

"Well, I couldn't have said it better myself! And plus, I think you've got a knack for speaking political terms!"

"Yeah, I guess that comes with the responsibility of an Elemental Sorcerer. If you'll excuse me, Remus, I must be getting on back home and work on my Powers some more."

"Of course. Come back whenever you feel like it, I will be having some guests over this week, so I'm pretty sure some of them will want to meet you," Remus said with a small smile playing his lips. Harry stuck his tongue at him.

"Well, I'll give it some thought." Harry got up, so did Remus. They hugged as if they had never seen each other in a long time.

"God, you remind me so much of him, Harry. Your father was a great man."

"I know. Now don't get all teary eyed on me, now! I don't want to cry right before I go and work on my Powers!"

Remus smiled sadly. "I can't help it Harry. I just miss him so much."

"I know." Harry looked at his brand spanking new Muggle watch. "Well, I'll catch you later, Remus!" with that, Harry walked into the foyer room and Disapperated.


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PS Next chapter to come out in a week to 4 weeks. Need to work on next chapter to find out where the hell I'm going with this Marauder Apprenticeship! Not to worry, though! Got serious plots moving around! Next chapter to be named, Pranks and Taking Over the Order of the Phoenix! Will be much longer then 7 measly Word Document pages!