I do not own Harry Potter and PLEASE read the rest of the note from Chapter 1. Ignorance is so not bliss.
Thunder Demon...- Smiles and says nothing...
Some of you think I am doing Luna out of character. I don't think I am, Luna reminds me a bit of Forrest Gump. She does not seem very bright making you wonder why she is in Ravenclaw. But the fact of the matter is there must have been a reason why she was sorted there...maybe because she pays more attention then what you all think or even realize.
In the Order of the Phoenix movie, she proved it when she spoke with Harry on why Voldemort and the Ministry were making his life miserable. To make your enemy feel alone is to give great power to yourself...
Chapter 38
Appearance 1
Remaining in his phoenix form high in the rooftops above Diagon Alley, Harry remained quiet and thoughtful next to Remus and the others from the pride. Jacqueline and Henri, who had come with them at Alexandre's request along with other wolves. Both were staying with Fleur, Gabrielle, and Tonks at a heavily warded Godric's Hollow, thus Harry felt he was able to concentrate on what must be done.
Their safety after all was assured.
Still his mind drifted to the previous night and the words Luna had stated to not only himself but Remus as well. Words that alluded to a certain someone still being alive just trapped...
Sirius Black
Harry would do just about anything to have his godfather back. It's not that he doesn't love Remus and Alexandre and Isabelle. But Sirius was the first to want Harry for Harry. Not for being the boy-who-lived or the savior of the Wizarding world. Sirius was the first to give him honest to goodness real hope that he could have a genuine home.
Giving a small sound of sadness, the phoenix felt a reassuring pat on his feathers, from a Wolf who smiled at him with warmth. An understanding gaze passing between them as he and Remus had discussed Luna's words well into the night. Both prophecies ringing in their ears, the two knew that the first one referred to Harry's life now.
Meeting up with Alexandre and the pride had indeed made them stronger. Remus, who despite being a wizard had felt like he could not aide or do all that he could do to support his friends or family. Now believed that not only could he aide them. But he could protect them better then most.
Moony was lending him his senses when not in wolf form. He could detect things better now as they approach rather then be surprised and risk losing people he cared for.
Shaken out of his thoughts, by the tightening talons of the phoenix on his shoulders, Remus and the others sniff the air, to detect the distinct fragrance of darkness. Looking down from the shadows of their hidden spots on the roof, as most of the order mingles with the public.
At that moment Harry shifts, as Remus lets out an animalistic sound. That moment the wolves start to move. Hanging close to the shadows, despite the daylight, Remus already sees Harry moving to do his part. His cloak remaining firmly up to hide his features until the right moment, he himself had already started to move.
Harry was searching for someone.
Someone whom apparently wanted to have a nice discussion with him...
As he was searching, he observed as Death eaters were being snatched left and right. Unlike the ministry that would simply stun and question them, about imperious and other forms of coercion, the wolves would actually do the same thing. But the difference would be in the scent of the individual.
Basically, if you passed you lived, if you failed, the wolves snapped your neck...
Having cast a spell to allow each wolf to communicate with himself or Remus, so far out of the ten death eaters yanked into the shadows at various points of Diagon alley. Four of them have proven to be innocent and under the imperious or circumstances forced them into this life to protect their families.
The other six had volunteered including one McNair. Known as the executioner of the Ministry, the fact that he was found and caught was indeed something of a coup. Considering the vile man was one of the inner elite to Voldemort himself, Harry considered that a plus that all was moving according to plan.
He, Remus, and the wolves were setting up a series of escape routes for those who had no ability to fight. Many had died according to what they had read about that first fateful attack on Diagon Alley. They had died simply because there was no where to go.
No where to escape...
Despite being the center of the British Wizarding World, Diagon Alley was a death trap to the newcomers of the Wizarding world in England. Magical or not, if one did not know their way around the streets. One usually could and did get lost without ever really trying.
And this is the reason why Harry and Remus were adding onto Dumbledore's plan concerning the defense of this area. The wolves were coming along to act as sentries for those who can not escape and to help those who could not simply disappear.
Moving steadily, the hood drawn across his features lending to the shadows and the mysterious appearance, Harry despite the fact his cloak was deep emerald green was stopped by aurors on patrol.
Giving a small groan of irritation, Harry allows himself to be drawn to a side. Not wanting to make a scene yet announcing his return, the young man gazes at the men steadily from beneath the hooded cowl of his cloak.
"Who might you be? Never seen a cloak like yours before..." The older of the two stated. His eyes guarded and well versed in battle.
"I am a simple traveler just passing through." Harry responded with a gentle and yet steely voice. "Tell me how goes the war?"
Startled and now alert by his seemingly innocent statement, the aurors promptly ignore it as screams echo through Diagon alley.
"DEMENTORS!"
"DEATH EATERS ATTACK!"
All else forgotten, Harry whirls as he ignores the cries of the two men who had stopped him. Reason being is that all over the shopping area, many Death Eaters had moved into duels with aurors or order members that had come to help save the populace. Through their spell connection Harry, hears the wolves pulling innocent muggles here with their children who were magical as well as other families trying to escape the firefight.
Thanking whatever gods there were that Remus had the foresight to make port keys once the wards became active, his magic tingles as the Ministry finally gets the wards up. But it was not before close to 60 Death eaters as well as Dementors had appeared within the streets.
Whisking his wand out, Harry hoped to god that his patronus had changed, but to be honest. He doubts it as he cries the spell to send the two Dementors off of a man trying to defend his two children.
"Expecto Patronum!"
At once a bright and beautiful silver stag appeared. Leaping like it always does in a proud fashion; it goes straight for the dementors. Its power fluctuating brighter as it approaches; the dementors sheer off rapidly, much to the poor man's relief as he was covering the figures of his two sons. Both around 5-6 years old, he had been trapped and not able to escape from his position with them when the attack had begun.
Beckoning for a wolf named Marcus to come forth, the said shifter approaches and helps him and Harry out, by grabbing one of the children as Harry grabs the other. The older man thanking them both, he grasps the Portkey and is immediately vanished with his children to the safety of Hogwarts.
As all that was happening though, the Patronus that Harry had summoned, was making the rounds of the Dementors. Immensely strong because of the caster's growth since last it was called, it had enough magic to maintain itself for several more minutes. More then enough time for those who know of the stag, to look around...
Some in anger and hate...
"It can't be... Our Lord was right! Potter is here! FIND HIM!" Bellatrix screamed.
Many Ministry and Order, at the sound of her scream were alike in hope. They were searching for that head of familiar dark hair, and vivid green eyes. Ones that can guarantee them a victory and maybe a little step back into normalcy. Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger were two such people.
Fighting and aiding their friends and allies in their own battles, to give them upper hands where they could. The two were eagerly searching for their missing friend. For like Bellatrix, they recognized the familiar stag patronus, the one that according to Remus Lupin as well as a departed Sirius Black was a perfect copy of Harry's father.
Casting a hasty Wingardium Leviosa spell, Hermione saved an auror from being crushed to death, by a death eater's spell. The auror screaming his thanks, leaps back up to continue fighting. Having been dazed he had not been aware of the destruction above his head raining down to kill him.
There was still no sign of Harry though...
They still continued to fight, never noticing the green cloaked figure running around. Pulling innocent people left and right out of the battle zone, the wolves shifting into their forms protecting the people that fled by them. The people not understanding, shrieking thinking they were here to aide in their deaths was shocked as the wolves pulled them into the safety of the alley with the aide of a green cloaked figure.
"These are portkeys to Hogwarts school. TAKE THEM!"
Not needing to be told twice, as something about this cloaked man's words hit a chord of truth. The men and women latched onto the portkeys and vanished.
Slowly but surely, the only ones left in Diagon Alley, were those who were fighting. Remus now on the ground beside Harry looked at the youth who seemed reluctant to go out and join in the battle.
"You do not have to Harry..." Remus worded kindly over the shouts and incantations. The older man studying his adopted godson's worries that have re-emerged like old friends. In response Harry turned to Remus, with a kind and yet tired smile...
"Like Gabrielle told me Remus...I have to whether I want it or not. I would feel guilty if I didn't. At least this way now, Voldemort will be focused more on me, then on everyone else..."
Stepping forth, Harry pulled out his wand and lowered his hood.
It did not take long as he started casting spells at light and dark wizards alike for everyone to notice. People were stunned, petrified, everything that you could think of as Harry walked through. Everything save killing...
Dementors were banished thanks to the Patroni from both Harry and Remus.
But as he approached the fiercer fighting, Harry stops as two very familiar voices hold him in place.
"Harry?"
"Mate?"
Turning around, Harry gazes at both Ron and Hermione with cold green eyes.