Harry Potter and the Storm of Nightmares

Episode XVIII

Eagles and Thunder

Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is sitting in the Salem Academy's headmasters office, with several members of the Order of the Phoenix. Kinsley Shacklebolt, Arthur and Molly Weasley, Professor Minerva McGonagall, Remus Lupin, Nimphadora Tonks, and Minister Shanna Morgan a new member of the Order along with her husband Jeff.

He found Nimphadora to be acting rather oddly since her arrival. She had ridden the train with Harry and Ginevra and every time someone tries to ask about it she would start blushing hair and cheeks and change the subject. He internally rolled his eyes, 'young people these days.' It hasn't been long since she left Hogwarts he mused, and figured she may have developed a small crush on Harry as the boy has grown quite well these last few months.

The Order was waiting for Harry to be sent up to the office by Professor Goldstean after he has his dinner in the Salem dining chamber. Albus found him self unable to wait to have a look around the school himself as this shall be his first visit to Salem. He's only ever seen White Hall Mana Academy in Texas so the chance to check this new school out will be refreshing. Hmm… he heard that to get to Salem the students get a train similar to Hogwarts. He wonders whether the same is true of White Hall or whether it's different; he figures he should have asked while visiting. Ah well, maybe next time.

Shaking non-consequential thoughts away he brought himself to the matter at hand. What is he and the Order going to do about the foolish British Minister? The fool is really pushing the limits of stupidity now. He closed his eyes for a moment before leaning back in his chair and letting them drift open. He just hopes that Harry hasn't acted too badly.

Albus is after all believed to be a rather intelligent man and has realised that Harry is both smarter and more powerful than anyone had ever given him credit and his power is only growing, and growing at an alarming rate. If Harry's power and skill keeps growing like this it doesn't take a genius to realise that he'll soon be surpassed and even Voldemort wouldn't hold a candle to Harry if it came down to raw power. Albus shuddered to think of what would happen if Harry turned to the dark side.

Sure he's smart enough to know that Voldemort would be defeated, but what would Harry do after that? Take control and power for him self? Refuse to let muggle-borns into Hogwarts? No… he supposed that last part was stupid of him to think as Harry would more than likely make inbreeding illegal under some horrible punishment. Though, the thought of making sure that the pure-bloods can't continue mating with cousins… or worse brothers and sisters is pleasing. Albus is smart enough to realise that breeding in the family just dilutes the genes (some researchers have even speculated that it is the reason for squibs as a lot of countries with magical laws against inbreeding have minimal to no squib births).

Anyway… he just hopes that Harry doesn't travel down a dark path, and if he does Albus just hopes that its noticeable before its too late and he has not the power to stop him.

It had been about ten minuets ago that the Salem Headmaster left with a particularly ugly and rude girl, who was claiming to have been attacked by a new student with black hair. Albus had a sneaking suspicion that it was Harry that attacked the girl, and knew that if it was Harry then the girl's claims that it was unprovoked were complete lies. Harry isn't one for causing unnecessary trouble - plus Professor Goldstean looked as though he did not believe her either. She vaguely reminded him of that annoying little twerp Draco Malfoy.

The ugly girl mentioned her father a few times about having the boy arrested but when the minister asked who her father was she didn't answer but looked quite scared and confused leaving the office very quickly followed by the headmaster. It was Minister Morgan's husband and charms teacher that told the minister that he was the head of the Aurors' office. The minister smiled darkly and said she'll have to have a few words with him about his daughters disrespect towards her Professors'.

The minister seemed to think it was quite interesting that the head of her Aurors' office got easily defeated by a student and said that she would have to review his position as Auror boss because she doesn't need a wimp controlling her law enforcement. Though, Albus said nothing on the matter he's almost certain that it didn't matter the auror that Harry would have most likely won. Fist Harry's power and skill levels, and second if the mans as half as arrogant as his silly daughter then he wouldn't have considered a fifteen year old a threat, and Albus reckons he probably still wouldn't no matter how many times it was proven wrong.

'Its kind of like how Voldemort thinks… I wonder whether Harry will get him to reconsider such notions of age equals skill and power.'

Albus shook his head clear when he heard a knock on the door. Though the knock only seemed to be out of courtesy as the door was flung open without waiting for an answer. Harry then walked in tugging Ginevra along behind him. She looked reluctant and nervous whereas Harry had a look that crossed amused and dangerous. He seemed to have an invisible sign above his head that read: caution.

Ginevra had not actually been summoned but it seems Harry saw fit to tug her along with him anyway. It was almost amusing at how reluctant Ginevra seemed to be there no doubt worrying about her mothers reaction to her impromptu stay in the States.

"Ginevra Molly Weasley!" Molly called sternly and Albus saw the poor girl visibly cringe as the plump red haired woman rushed over to her daughter and engulfed her in a bone crushing hug, which took Remus and Arthur quite a lot of effort to pry her off before the poor girl suffocates to death.

"Harry James Pott-!" Molly began angrily but Harry ignored her and turned to Kingsley with a smirk.

"Hello again. I see you couldn't keep that twat Fudge from getting into trouble this time," Harry said in mock sadness but everyone could see the sinister sparkle to his emerald green eyes. Albus had to hide his amusement as Molly has been cut off before her angry rant had even begun.

"Unfortunately not… he's gone too far now, he has to be stopped," he replied fiercely.

"Yep," he agreed menacingly. "But first he has something I want back."

"The poor girl" McGonagall interrupted and Harry nodded his agreement.

"Yes and there's something I have that he wants," Harry informed them. "I think we can make a 'trade'," he accentuated the last word but Albus wasn't sure the others noticed.

"And what's that Harry?" asked Remus though he looked like he new the answer.

"Me."

Then Albus almost jumped in shock as Harry's eyes flashed red for less than a second, no one else seemed to notice but it was unnerving and reminded him chillingly of Voldemort. Though, Albus was even more surprised as the whites of his eyes had darkened and for less than a split second almost looked black.

"So what are we going to do Albus," McGonagall asked the old headmaster.

Albus took a deep breath with a small frown of thought. "I don't know," he answered shrugging in truth he couldn't think of anything apart from handing Harry over, unless they invaded the ministry.

"I do," Harry suddenly said with an air of pure conviction in his voice, everyone in the room stared at Harry with complete disbelieving understanding. "I trade myself for her. Simple fact." everyone started protesting this immediately and Albus could hardly understand what anyone was saying.

Harry looked annoyed at them his emerald eyes rolling. "SHUT UP!"he hissed at them and instantly order was brought back. "I didn't say he could keep me. I'm going to secure her release then leave too!"

"How do you plan to do this?" Remus asked curiously.

"I'm going to beat the living shit out of them until they step aside or die," he replied with a shrug and a smirk across his lips, his teeth slightly bared. The only one who looked unfazed by Harry is Ginny, though Albus noted the odd little grin on her face as she watched. He internally rolled his eyes (girls have always been that one oddity that he couldn't quite work out).

"But they'll take your wand, even if you can get away?" Arthur asked frowning in disapproval.

Albus frowned at these words. He knows Arthur is accentually a good person and is worried for Harry's well being but he should hold out a little more faith in those he trusts. He should realise that Harry obviously has a few well organised and thought out plans, even though half of it will no doubt need some 'winging it' (as the kids would say). If Albus has learnt anything from Harry it's that he knows how to make it up as he goes along and still come out on top.

"Agreed," Harry replied with a shake of his head. "They'll take a wand. I didn't say they'll take mine though did I?" he answered looking highly amused and quickly continued before anyone (Molly Weasley) could interrupt. "If I risked taking my wand it would no doubt be destroyed."

"Then how will you even attempt to fight your way out. They'll have magic detectors, so you couldn't even have a second wand hidden?" asked Kingsley in curiosity rather than anything else as the man is very reasonable and level headed. He most certainly understands Harry is working all of the pieces together to free the girl and secure his escape all in one go.

"You're right," Harry said darkly. "However, there are allsorts of mana related means I could use for weapons that detectors won't see as a threat let alone magic as they are too blind to see magic's core components as a threat not realising that one spark of magic is all it takes, and no one needs a wand to create one spark. However, you forget one important thing in your arrogance 'wizard'."

"A-and they are?" asked Kingsley nervously. "You mean seals and runes? What else swords? Knives or daggers?" he asked sceptically. "Firstly I only know of two people in the Order capable of creating any kind of paper seals, and neither of them to my knowledge can make anything offensive?" he looked to Albus here.

"I'm afraid my limited knowledge in the subject would only be useful for defence as I'm only competent in barrier seals, and a barrier seal on paper wouldn't hold out against any C ranked curses or above," Albus began sadly. "And I'm afraid that Fillius could most likely create some offensive seals but again they would be limited, and limited in the number he can create as they need a special paper, and as he is as of now trapped in the UK it will be hard for him to get hold of it and take too long for Professor Sprout to cultivate the plant and Professor Snape to create the paper."

Kingsley nodded sagely. "Exactly my point and runes would be useless and carry too much magic. Anything strong enough to hurt someone will make those alarms scream bloody murder."

"So they're ruled out," interpreted Tonks looking baffled. "Heck, I don't even know what you're talking about. If seals can be that useful why aren't they taught with runes at Hogwarts?" she asked in curiosity.

It was Minerva McGonagall who answered with a snort. "Such things are not taught because they can be highly dangerous. Not many countries practice the art within there schools, Japan and China being two exceptions with some other countries teaching it as a higher education, unfortunately the US is not one. In Japan it's on the curriculum with runes, just the basics though, and taught to spiritual priestesses who guard the portal rifts."

"Portal rifts?" most of the members asked together in confusion.

"Japan sits on the Rift of Storms," Harry interrupted impatiently surprising Albus with his knowledge. "Sometimes a daemon or monster or whatever escapes Terra through a teeny gap in the veil and the priestesses job is to destroy it or send it home before resealing the veil."

"Terra?" they all asked again.

Harry just rolled his eyes. "I don't freaking know, nor do I care. I get all of this stuff from books on myth and legends," he lied in annoyance. "Anyway we're way off topic here."

"Okay, so seals and runes are out… a blade?" asked Kingsley. "That won't be any good against a mass load of wizards and witches with wands as they have the advantage of range. Plus you're only fifteen; I doubt you would know how to use a sword."

Harry's eyes seemed to glow slightly and showed he was contemplating denying that statement before shaking his head. "Nope… although I'm fine with giving them a handicap I believe I'll be better off with a couple handguns."

Harry smirked as they all looked at him in either surprise or bewilderment before the office door burst open and in stumbled a peg legged scared ex-auror with one normal blue eye and one insane electric blue eye spinning in its socket. He was about to say something when he looked at Harry in surprise before frowning at Ginevra and Tonks before back to Harry as a sinister yet surprisingly proud grin gnarled at his lips.

"Alistor Moody you're late!" McGonagall reprimanded but he seemed not to hear her.

He just laughed gruffly both of his eyes stationary on Harry. "If you can perform three simultaneous charms like that without a wand, and without the slightest twitch maybe you won't need those guns after all," he said laughingly.

Albus was startled as his eyes flickered to Harry. He hadn't noticed anything and Tonks and Ginevra are both looking at themselves and each other in confusion. Albus quickly figured if he hadn't noticed then Alistor wouldn't have unless it was something to do with his eye. His own eyes widened a fraction as he realised Harry had used a charm to stop Alistor from seeing through them without even moving. And he had been thinking Harry was gifted before.

Harry just smirked smugly. "I'll take that as a compliment."

"So you should," he growled out chuckling. "Any particular models you want?" he asked jokingly. "Or can I choose?"

"I'll have two forty four Magnum Desert Eagles in matte black, plus a laser sight for each if you don't mind," he answered shocking the others that he actually knew a little about non-mage weapons. "I think I'll be able to use a few little charms and seals on them that won't register with the detectors at the ministry."

"You've given this a bit of thought haven't you?" Moody growled approvingly with a sinister grin marring his lips.

"Of course I have. I've been thinking of the most humiliating means of death for a purist, and being shot by a non-magical weapon seems…" Harry trailed off dreamlike as he thought of the correct word. "Fitting… considering now he's kidnapping non-magical people."

"Harry," Albus quickly interrupted pleadingly. "I can't let you do this, especially alone. I may be old but I'm not senile yet." They all had a little chuckle or giggle and Harry's smirk suggested to Albus that the young man thought he was kidding himself.

"But I won't be alone. Fudge said I can bring one person with me to collect her," Harry told him with a shrug. "So I'll be taking Tonks."

Albus couldn't believe he was taking Nimphadora instead of himself or even Moody or Kingsley would be a better choice. Nimphadora is barely even out of Auror Academy. She looked just as surprised by that as him self. In fact the only one who didn't look horrified was Moody though he looked slightly surprised.

"Harry?" Albus asked. "Why not Alistor, Kingsley or myself? Why Nimphadora Tonks?"

Harry looked confused for a second as he looked between Albus and Tonks before he burst out laughing. Albus didn't have a clue why he was laughing so hard, but took note that Ginevra had started giggling as quietly as she could. Nimphadora's hair had changed beet red as her cheeks as Harry pointed at her.

"Y-your na-names Nimphadora?" he asked mockingly which seemed to somehow turn her face even redder. "Yes Professor I'm taking 'Dora'," he finally replied as he calmed down a little.

"Why?" he asked again hoping for a real reason this time.

"Because they would expect retaliation from us," growled 'Mad Eye Moody' instead. "They wouldn't expect much trouble from a rooky Auror and a school student. They would foolishly underestimate them, and us, giving us the element of surprise," he chuckled gruffly.

"But what if you don't succeed? Fudge will probably have the place sealed down when you enter," Remus said worriedly.

"That's why we'll take some Translocator beacons," Harry told them smugly, and they all looked puzzled. "They're like two way portkeys only you apparate through them. They're pretty much gateways through wards. They create a bridge from one side to the other and since the runes on them are inert and weak until activation the magic shouldn't be detected."

"I've never herd of them before," Shanna said curiously and everyone nodded their agreement that they hadn't either. Albus would have to admit if only to him self that he hadn't either, but the idea held merit.

"That's because I invented them," Harry said smugly shocking those present, and Albus had though that Harry couldn't come up with anything on level with his shield. "We'll take several exit beacons and you'll have the entrance beacons."

After a while, they all agreed to trust Harry's judgement, and his new invention after fine tuning the plan a little more and discussing the finest details.

"So Harry when dose this happen?" Jeff asked.

"In two days, Wednesday at twelve-midday," Harry informed them, and then looked more serious. "Has anyone informed Colin and Dennis yet?"

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"So tell me Sir Dragon!" Harry Potter calls to the Dragon Knight. He had just arrived in the dream world wearing some regular black track pants and tee shirt, barefoot atop some very high cliffs overlooking the ocean below on a bright and sunny morning. "Why are you here?"

Dragon just let out a chilling snort of humour. "I'm here to train you like I've told you many times before now!"

"Stop playing games with me Dragon!" Harry said darkly. Dragon immediately stiffened in serious silence.

"What do you mean Harry?" he asked, and for the first time Harry can remember he heard nervousness in his tone.

"There's more to this that some crazy Dark Lord!" he replied his eyes flashing red several times before they stay the colour of rubies or blood, and what could have been deep black ink started pooling in the whites until they were pitch black, and his canines extended giving him an evil and feral look as his hair grew out down his ears. Its consistency more fur like and wild but neat and hansom at the same time.

"Tell me the truth!" he roared out enraged.

The sky in Harry's dream slowly shifted from bright and sunny, darkening clouds shifting ominously in the sky with streaks of crimson lightning exploding within the heavens of his own mind. Then in the distance over the horizon a huge angry bolt of crimson lightning shoot down exploding from the clouds and shattered and electrified the ocean with a gigantic crash of thunder, electric waves flow across the ocean surface, fish float to the surface dead and belly up.

"What are you doing Harry?" Dragon asked feeling anxious, and a little annoyed.

Harry laughed manically before answering. "Tell me what the real reason is, and no more lies or half truths!" he demanded. "Remember this is my world!"

Rain started to fall as the dark clouds now over head flashing crimson and black lighting screaming with thunder as though the heavens themselves are in a raging temper.

"Okay, but only if you complete a challenge of mine!" Dragon said with an evil smirk not as fazed as he knew Harry hoped he would be.

"With pleasure."

A loud clap of thunder over head, then Harry see's his challenge: shadow creatures. Human-like shadows on two legs with rusty metal Dragonish masks with glowing red eyes at least eight feet tall pouring out of the shadows from his clouds hunched over slightly on the ground howling with rage and furry. They carried themselves similar to a werewolf, some standing on clawed hind quarters and some on all fours. The claws of their hands taking a more finger like quality.

Now Harry hadn't been worried at the start of this challenge, as he saw his enemy, but then they just kept shifting up and forming not all of them taking the exact same shape as some had bladed tails or huge bone like claws down their arms and hands, and some were huge (at least twelve to fifteen feet tall and thick with muscle) and took a more dragon like quality when it came to horns etc.

"Oh fuck!" he whispered to him self glaring back at Dragon as the black armoured worrier began moving away. "There's freaking hundreds of these things!" he hissed angrily.

Dragon just chuckled. "They're the lowest of the low. Minions of Terra… canon fodder… if I were to rank them they would be F. Though I can just send them away and not tell you anything until I'm good and ready!"

Harry growled as he turned away from his teacher and back to the Shadow Minions and groaned. They spread out along the cliff top and beach below all awaiting their turn to turn him into minion chow.

He ducked and rolled to his left as a clawed appendage almost took his head off and in that motion as he kicked him self up to his feet a blast of flame shot from him engulfing the creature and sending it exploding into nothingness.

Harry landed back on his feet making sure to keep them all in sight this time, or within his senses as his clothes shifted leaving him in some black cargo trousers, black boots and a black sleeveless tee shirt. However, the most notable change was the gleaming blue bladed short and very wide sword in his right hand, a smirk lining his lips as another creature went in for the kill. He ducked the blow and swung his blade and as he did so both sides of the blade moved into new positions with a click. One side moved forward and up making the sword longer and the other back and making it narrower and creating a bladed hand guard.

The sword easily pierced through the shadows gut and he slid it up destroying the monster in an explosion of shadowy blood. Harry back stepped several paces as he readied him self for the real deal.

"That swords something different," he heard Dragon comment from his view point but didn't dare look behind him.

"Yeah, I've recently realised I can try out sword designs here before building one or two in the real world," he retorted as she dodged left, slash, right, slash, drop, roll, stab, slash, roll, stand, repeat.

He growled within his throat as he stood and found himself circled by some of the lesser Shadow Minions and found him self left kick flipping to avoid some kind of shadow blast one of the minions shot out of its hand kicking two others over before landing. He took note that the shadow blast caused minimal damage to the ground. However, he's certain that won't be the case if it hits him.

'Well, I've always been up for a challenge,' he commented amusedly to him self as he pointed his sword at one of the minions with a sinister grin reaching his lips.

"Divinus Tono!" he roared in rage. His swords blade flashed bright white for less than a second before a deathening clap of thunder sounded with waves of wind braking away from his sword in a stream of white tearing through all and any of the shadows ripping them apart in screams of agony while he could sense others behind him charging.

His attack fizzled out and he jumped up flipping backwards in the air above a clawed hand, his sword swiping out and taking it from one of the larger monsters before flipping his momentum in the air and taking the creatures head.

He landed on his feet but only had a moment before jumping up again and kicking a smaller one off the edge off the cliff making it take a few of its fellows to its doom with it. He was dodging and slashing left and right throwing spells this way and that. His accuracy really didn't matter right now as there are so many its nearly impossible to miss.

Harry dodged, ducked and rolled when he leaned to his right he hissed out in pain as a claw scratched across his left eye causing him to have to keep it closed or cause more pain from blood running into it. Moments later he was hit in the back just as he took his revenge and went careering over the edge of the cliff but his magic pulsed through his veins and he controlled his decent as he looked down at the crazy monsters waiting on the beach.

"Fuck!" he cried out in annoyance. He knows he can quit anytime but he is far too stubborn. He let himself drop the rest of the way between as many as he could, landing with an explosive crash in a crouch. "Tono Fluctus!" he yelled out.

A thunderous explosion of white ripped out from his feet and hands on the ground in an explosion ripping up the sand around him and the shadows tearing the nearest monsters up around and spreading out further as he stood he saw that some further out shadow creatures have been knocked to the ground injured, and bleeding shadow goo.

He smirked as he made easy pray of the injured shadows before the smaller ones and continued on the offensive. He was making easy work of them but even in this dream he can tire from too much but he refused to give up so he continued slicing through them until those on the beach are no more and he had used magic to fly back up to the cliff to with a growl he charged sword first into his waiting challenge. He knew he could do this or else he doesn't deserve to know what he's fighting yet.

Soon however it was down to the last twenty, the slimmer and faster of his adversaries, and he was panting for breath stuck in the middle of a circle of them soaking wet and filthy from the rain, mud and sand. His hair plastered to his forehead by the freezing water but he still held his sword steady with ruby red eyes colder than the rain and harder than diamond.

The twenty shadows attack. The first jumps at Harry and slashed at him with his claws. Harry grits his teeth and lazily side stepped barely avoiding the blades. He smirks as he slashes his sword upwards between the things legs, the blade carrying on up cutting it in two in exploded away in wisps of shadows.

A second and third come at him together. He stops their claw blades with his sword and slashes out with his sword out, and throws them off blasting them both with a huge ball of light with his free hand one after the other. The shadows scream in agony as they dissolve into wisps and fade away, gone.

'Maybe I should have thought of light based attacks before thunder, but I have to admit thunder spells are awesome.'

Then a fourth came at Harry from behind and jumped on his back. The creature's blades encroaching on his neck cutting shallow into his flesh. Harry roars his outrage and pain as a blast of pure magic like a sphere erupts rippling the air from around Harry's body ripping the offending creature to pieces and crushing a small crater around his feet, its scream almost deafening as a fifth, sixth and seventh attack the young warrior to his annoyance.

'Don't they get the hint?' he asked him self tiredly.

Harry hopped up into the air breathing laboured up a few feet from the ground flying backwards as the three creatures pounced and missed. Harry took his chance his sword erupted into flames and he swung the blade in a fiery arched blur, a huge concentrated long wave of fire crashed into his three opponents destroying them so fast they didn't have a chance to feel the pain as a huge gash was left burnt and melted into the solid rocky ground in there stead.

Harry flew up higher about thirty feet into the air to gather his thoughts and breathe. However, unfortunately the shadow creatures weren't going to allow that as they grew Dragon/bat-like wings out of there shadowy backs, morphing and growing ominously from their shoulders. They flapped their wings slightly as though testing them out, and Harry could see the Dragon Knight howling with laughter at Harry's failed attempt to bide himself time to think.

"Flying is no good Harry!" the Knight called in his amusement.

Harry gave him the finger. "Come on you bastard. I've already destroy more than an army's worth of these things give me a freaking break!" he roared down hoarsely, glaring down with his right eye as his left is still closed.

Dragon just shook his head. "When the time comes we expect you to defeat this many F ranked daemons in several seconds without getting hurt. You've been at it now for near one and a half hours."

Harry just growled and returned his full attention to the remaining shadows as he readied and steadied him self for combat. The rest of the shadows charged at Harry who stood his ground dodging and weaving in the sky, trying to avoid the shadows claws as they shot by like darts in all directions, one scratched his right arm and he almost dropped his sword and just barely managed to keep hold.

He stabbed his blade through the offending shadow and forced his sword to go supper nova bright and destroyed the screaming shadow. The super hot sword shot out a beam of heat like a laser from science fiction and ripped through three more shadows and smashed into the ground with an explosive roar of deafening sound and force, that coincided with a roar of crimson lightning and thunder. Harry's blast seemed to do some definite damage to the rocks below as some of the cliff crumbled and fell to the beach below, but he was to busy to pay it too much attention.

Harry dodged back barely avoiding another set of blades. He slashed out and took off the head of the other reaching shadow, which fell to the ground with a loud thud and exploded in a wisp of shadowed smoke. The rain was soaking Harry as he looked down to see that Sir Dragon was no longer laughing but watching with an overly happy grin plastered on his face. It almost made Harry laugh out loud but he held it in, exhausted as three more shadows came his way from different directions in a triangular formation from different sides. They flew at Harry with increasing speed when they were nearly on top of him he shot upwards towards the lightning clouds the three shadows crashed into each over with a loud sickening thud.

Harry raised his sword above his head a small purple static electric burst ran around his sword, then powerful white lightning bolt shot from the clouds and hit his sword Harry screamed with the pain of holding so much roar power. He could see the three shadows that collided had regained there compositor and had regrouped with the other remaining shadows. Now all eight shadows were flying up towards Harry… the lightning white/orange glow of his blade to bright to look at as he swung his sword towards the offending shadows.

"Superna astrum!" he finally cried out as his sword began glowing a blue tint to the edges. The sword flashed off pure blazing power engulfed the eight shadows in an explosive sound and force unlike anything Harry had ever imagined before. If this wasn't the dream world he's certain that people would have heard the explosion for hundreds of miles.

The blast hit the muddy ground creating a ripple in the air and throwing up dirt in all directions of the location it hit. It reminded Harry of what an asteroid would do if it hit the Earth. There was smoke and clouds of dirt that took a few minuets to clear, but when it did Harry saw he had made a creator at least sixty feet in all directions, (and torn up much of the cliff), and about fifteen foot deep and the last of the shadows were gone. He had won. Harry flew back down to the ground and landed tiredly next to the stunned Sir Dragon who was covered in wet mud and bits of rocks and dust.

"So Sir Dragon," Harry said gruffly chuckling mockingly coated in dirt and blood, as the rain stopped and the clouds shortly cleared to reveal a happy, bright sunny sky once more. "Start talking." Dragon just stared at Harry for a few moments. He looked as though he was too shocked and stunned to say anything. Then he barks a fierce laugh that seemed somewhat depressed and hysterical. Harry figured it was the almost getting blasted bit that pushed the knight over the edge momentarily.

"Very well. I can't believe you won," he finally said as he calmed down sounding resigned. "However, I shall keep my word."

"So start talking?" Harry asked again as he dropped to his butt to rest and listen.

"Every one one thousand years!" the Dragon Knight began with a monotone. "A champion is chosen, and trained by the Dragon and Phoenix Knight."

"Yeah… I got that part, but why?" Harry responded when the Dragon Knight stopped to collect his thoughts. "It can't have anything to do with Voldemort as I'll be unstoppable soon when it comes to wizards or even science."

"You are correct. The Voldemort business was just a lucky coincidence," he agreed slowly. "Your destiny is to oppose and destroy the coming Storm. As we are now, we are in the calm. It should be here somewhere, but not fully as it can't yet. It shall begin within the next two years."

"What do you mean the coming Storm?" Harry asked frowning in thought and starting to feel queasy.

The Dragon Knight took a deep breath and continued. "The Storm of Nightmares, or the Nightmare Storm… it is a power that will find a host body and relinquish the host with memories and powers of billions of years of evil. It will find a person who is purely selfish, a person who would not commit any selfless act ever. If the Storm wins, it will bring an eternal darkness to this world, and the gateway will never close. The veil shall be open for all of eternity. The worst case scenario is the enslavement of Earth and Gaia."

"Gaia?" he asked but chose to skip that part as he's sure he'll find out soon but he has more pressing matters as of now. "And I was chosen to stop this thing? Why?" Harry asked feeling a lump of foreboding dread in his throat. He felt the world was already a very dark and messed up place and even more was a horrifying thought. Someone or something worse than Voldemort could ever be is just a disgusting and horrifying thought, and made him feel as though his heart had been ripped out and placed in a vice.

The Dragon Knight smiled sadly at Harry before answering. "Because… you already had above normal power for your age… even more than a lot of adults. However, that was not the main reason you were chosen."

Harry frowned in thought. "Then what was the reason?"

The Dragon Knight chuckled not unkindly. "Because you are quite the opposite of the Storm," he said. Though, seeing Harry's look of increased confusion continued to elaborate. "You have been nothing but selfless. You think of others before yourself. You would die for a stranger. You would kill for those you love even though you believed at the time, that such things would twist and mutilate your soul." the Dragon Knight had a small smile on his lips as he spoke these words with pride. "You are the first in two million years to show such purity of the soul, and a want for justice, hope and peace, and for that we choose you. You shall save the world!"

Harry just stared at him as he looked down with pride. "Okay," Harry gulped the lump of dread in his throat loosening slightly, but he had to ask. "What happened to the last champion?"

The Dragon Knight looked saddened almost sickly before he replied. "She died in battle. If only she had it she might not have..." he trailed off looking lost in though and annoyed about something that most likely couldn't have been helped.

"Had what?" asked Harry eyeing the Knight suspiciously.

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Wednesday had finally arrived and Harry was slightly nervous. He had been practising all day Tuesday with his new Desert Eagle handguns. He had used charms and seals on them such as cleaning charms, seals to stop jamming, and charms to continually replicate bullets, and some runes around the laser sight to power it.

Harry had told Colin and Dennis about what the ministry did and they were raring to head to the ministry and start World War Three, and Harry didn't blame them. He also wanted to hurt the ministry and teach them how inferior they actually are.

Harry had built some Translocator beacons from rings and they are to be given to Tonks where she shall leave them behind in the ministry when she takes the hostage and leaves and after she does they are to give Harry fifteen minutes before activating the beacons and coming to the rescue. They agreed reluctantly that it would be best to wait a short while to hopefully distract the ministry.

Harry was sitting alone waiting with Ginny in Salem schools entrance hall on a comfortable sofa. Ginny was in his arms snuggled up looking worried. She had wanted to go to the ministry with Harry but after a while she relented that Tonks was a better candidate as she has had training to do dangerous things, which Ginny had not.

"Harry," Ginny suddenly said looking up into his brilliant emerald green eyes. "Promise me something?" she asked.

"Anything Gin, I'll promise" he replied without asking what. "Well as long as it's not anything stupid."

She let a small smile grace her pretty pink lips before answering. "Promise you'll come back to me?"

"I promise Gin," he said with a small smile. "Anyway I have to return just so I can sample you some more," he said cheekily causing her to blush lightly and roll her eyes at him. He smiled as they leaned into each other their lips touched and moved working in sync for a moment before Harry's tongue brushed her lips and they parted acceptingly to allow their tongues to touch. They were kissing for what felt like hours before they heard someone behind them clear their throat.

They pulled apart, groaning at the loss and looked over the back of the sofa only to see the Order members with Hermione, Tessa and the rest of the Weasley's staring at them. It appeared that it was Dumbledore that had made them aware of their presents. The Weasley clan looked as though they were very willing to rip Harry limb from limb with the exception of the twins and Arthur. Not that they could do anything to him as he is the stronger that all the Weasley's combined.

"I guess this means its time," Harry asked ignoring Ron's look of hate as he noticed that the youngest Weasley boy had his fists screwed up in balls and he was edging closer to where Harry stood gritting his teeth.

Harry didn't even hide fact as his right hand pulled a gun from the right holster around his thigh and pulled off a black handgun with laser scope. Harry was wearing for this mission black combats, trousers and boots with a black tee shirt with a creamy white leather jacket, along with a large red multi-pocketed leather belt attached to his left thigh with a holster with his other gun. He also wore black fingerless dragon leather gloves with metal on the back and over the knuckles containing a few simple seals that could come in handy.

Harry pointed his Desert Eagle at Ron's head with the little red dot precisely between the boy's eyes. "Don't even consider it because I'll kill you!" Harry hissed in annoyance wondering what his problem is. Most of them gasped and Ron's eyes filled with fear as he stared down the barrel of the pistol

"You wouldn't dare?" the youngest red haired male replied.

Harry's eyes changed from green human to ruby red, dragons in an instant and rather than being red for a brief moment they stayed a constant as ink seemed to leak out into the whites turning them pitch black, with longer more wild yet tame hair and fanged canines. All but Ginny took a step back in fright.

Ginny snorted in amusement eyeing Harry up and down eagerly before looking to Ron with a heated glare. "You're such a wimp Ronald, afraid of my Dark Worrier boyfriend," she joked laughingly at everyone's look of horror. Though, Harry was pleased to note that Dora was trying to hold back a snicker and Mad Eye looked a little amused him self.

Tessa too Harry noted as he turned to her was biting her lower lip to keep her laughter at bay, and she blushed as he gave her a cheeky wink. "Look after Gin for me will you Tess?" he said which she nodded embarrassedly that she will. "And try not to get up to anything," he added with a suggestive smirk making both Tessa and Ginny go crimson with embarrassment. He chuckled with merriment as his eyes skimmed his 'colleges'.

"Come along Dora," he said heading to the door after giving Ginny a quick peck on the lips and leading Tonks towards the exit with the startled and confused Order following after them.

0oo00oo0

"What's the deal with the?" Tonks asked Harry as they approached a red phone box in London in a deserted back alley. She was pointing to his red and black dragon eyes.

Harry laughed and simply told her. "That's a sign of my dark and wild magic's."

She looked stunned for a minuet then giggled. "Don't tell Dumbledore that. He might want to lock you away." He smiled peacefully as they entered the phone box and Tonks dialled the number.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic," a disembodied female voice rang trough the box. "Names and reason for your visit?" it asked in a monotone.

"Harry James Potter," Harry said. "and Nimphadora Tonks. We're here to bitch slap the ministry!" he declared in amusement while Tonks rolled her eyes. Then out of the change return, two badges dropped and Tonks pulled them out and laughed as the small gold badges had their names engraved and their mission as ministry bitch slapper's. Harry chuckled as he put his in his pocket as a memento and watched Tonks do the same. The floor immediately after started moving down, and they went lower. Harry looked at his watch and it was just under a minuet to twelve midday.

When they got to the bottom, the voice said. "Have a good day." Harry thought that wasn't very likely as he and Tonks stepped out of the lift.

They stopped in their tracks as they saw a large semi circle of at least four hundred witches and wizards all with their wands out pointed at Harry and Tonks. Harry was quite proud that Fudge actually considered him such a threat. At the front they saw Cornelius Fudge standing next to Umbridge who was holding a badly beaten girl, who was awake but bound tight with ropes and her face lit up slightly through her bruises and cuts when she saw Harry.

"Amanda, are you okay?" Harry asked his eyes glowing red with rage. She nodded gauntly and was shaking silently. "Fudge release her you cowardly bastard!" Harry demanded at which Fudge laughed.

"I don't take orders from mudbloods... that look like... that..." Fudge hissed smugly when a even smugger bastard stepped out of the crowd from behind Fudge.

"Well well Potter," Lucius spat with a twisted grin of glee across his lips. "I always knew you would meet a sticky end one day."

"Fuck off Death Eater!" Tonks butted in hatefully.

"You're inciting war Fudge!" Harry said calmly. "A war you can't hope to win."

Fudge looked a little shaken for a second like he was very much aware of the war he would loose before he responded, shaking away thoughts of doubt. "You want your muggle toy back then throw down your wand," he retorted as to ignore Harry's previous comments.

Harry threw his wand down towards some Aurors' one of who took it. It was then Harry saw them take it to a man with short white hair who looked as though he didn't want to be here and looked worse for wears him self and didn't want to be at the ministry any more than Amanda, Tonks or him self. It was Olivander the wand maker. He reluctantly took Harry's substitute wand and didn't look at all surprised by what he saw as he nodded in agreement.

"A shame it is, really... truly," he spoke quietly. "Yes this is Harry Potter's wand," the old man lied easily.

"Good," Fudge spat triumphantly as the Auror approached and handed him the wand, which he snapped laughing before just throwing it to the ground. He then took Amanda's arm and pushed her forwards. She walked slowly and cautiously towards Harry when she reached him he quickly embraced her in a tight hug before passing her off to Tonks.

"Go now!" Harry demanded. Amanda looked as though she wanted to protest but Tonks managed to drag her in to the phone box elevator and they were gone. Though, he did take note of her confused expression as her eyes glazed over his guns that are on open display, but the arrogance of these wizards will damn them.

Fudge walked forwards towards Harry when he noticed a thick gold bracelet on his wrist and smiled with malice.

'Maybe I'll get something more out of this. It beats hunting it down when it's ripe for the taking!'

It was then he saw a small multi coloured ball in the ministers other hand and he threw it at Harry's feet where it splashed into an icy puddle, but then a huge crystal tomb shot up from the splashed ball encasing Harry in a sharp crystal prison cell. It was transparent yellow and gold with a multi coloured tint. Harry could see most of the people outside laughing and hear some but there was also quite a few who looked disgusted. (Only here because they're 'pure' of blood).

"What do you think of the Crycillist Darkness Containment Prison?" Fudge gloated laughingly.

Harry just watched events unfold with amusement shining brightly within his fierce red and black eyes.

To Be Continued…

A/N: If you hadn't noticed I have indeed changed the name of this story to make it a bit more original lol.