Harry Potter: United as One
A/N:ONCE AGAIN! A VERY SPECIAL Thank you to all of my followers, favoriteers, and reviewers! Thank you for bearing with me and for being so receptive and patient with this story. Wow 6K reads and over 100 Favorites and Follows, growing everyday. Wow! You guys are the best and the reason I write! Thank you Aunt Marty for giving me the courage to write this story!
A/N2: Time jump alert! We're finally getting a look at Harry and how his extended family has affected him. As well as a peek into the some of the "major players" of this story.
SORRY for the delay, Holidays are crazy working as a Busboy/Server/Host as well as working in the finance industry as I am currently trying to shift my working dedication to the finance sector as it is more rewarding for my soul and my pockets.
ANNOUNCEMENT! I'm asking as an author and as a human being that you all pray for/ wish the best for my Aunt Marty (my inspiration) and my Uncle David, he's currenly very sick and my family and I are terribly worried, please send the good vibes 3. Many Thanks, and please enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything Harry Potter, copyright related. All rights go to the amazing J.K. Rowling whom I honestly hope reads this! She does support FanFiction after all.
Chapter 5: The World is Changing.
Ten years had passed sleepily in Wizarding Britain after the departure of the Dark Lord Dumbledore and the disappearance Dark Lord Voldemort.
Lily had learned that Potter Villa was destroyed much to her dismay. She had lived with Narcissa in Malfoy Manor for the past years. Draco and Harry were raised as brothers, even though they both had their own little sisters to care for, or in Draco's case, half-sister and half-brother.
Hadrian "Harry" James Potter grew up a jovial young boy, the love of his life was his little sister Rosalie Lillian Potter. Harry was fiercely protective of his little Rosie, hardly let her out of his sight, and when she was, he had Dobby constantly watching her
Though Harry inherited his father's mischievous and inquisitive nature as Sirius had been on the receiving end of many pranks form the mini-marauder. Whoopie-cushions, banana peels, and the like. At one point Sirius had walked out of Malfoy Manor with pink hair and beard to match. Lily and Amelia couldn't help but laugh at that.
Harry found early on, and much to Lily's chagrin, that he had a deep love of flying. She had tried to hex Sirius when he'd bought Harry a broom for his 9th birthday. Her excuse being that it was a real broom not the toy broom that went a few feet of the floor. When the stinging hexes got boring she decided to take a tip from a younger Harry and turned his hair pink, and transfigured his hair into a lion's mane to boot. Even Severus wholeheartedly laughed that day.
Harry's long and unruly black hair flowed behind him as if it were alive when he flew. The freedom and adrenaline rush exhilarated the young wizard each and every time he flew on his broom. He was never overly fond of Quidditch, but enjoyed racing with Draco.
Narcissa and Remus had married on the 29th of November, 1981. And their first child together, Carina Emily Lupin was born the 30th of August 1981. Their second Romulus James Lupin was born the 23rd of December 1985.
Draco had grown into a fine and polite young boy. He loved his little sister and brother more than anything in the world, and he loved Remus as his father. No matter what they were, even on a Full Moon, they were still his family.
The young Malfoy stood at a height of 4 foot 10 inches on par with Harry. Draco had straight, long, Platinum Blonde hair, reaching past his neck, and silver-grey eyes. He already had an aristocratic bearing and acted like a Lord. He was after all the Heir to the Noble and Ancient House of Malfoy, his mother was his Proxy.
Draco was raised in traditional Pureblood fashion, with Mundane influence from survivors of Halloween 1981 had never disbanded, they remained strong, and they stayed together.
Lily, Narcissa, and Remus residing at Malfoy Manor. Bellatrix and Regulus at Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Severus remained connected, but lived alone in Spinner's End. Sirius had tied the knot with Amelia and they lived at Bones Hall, otherwise known as the Ossuary, and raised Susan, Heir to the House of Bones, as well as their own twin children; Edward Sirius Black and Astrid Celestina Black.
Along with the Halloween Veterans, Longbottom Hall was not silent. Neville Longbottom had been raised in the Ancient ways of his family. His Gran, Dowager Lady Augusta Longbottom had been hard on the boy, but not cold to him.
Her brother-in-Law Algernon or Uncle Algie as Neville called him, trained the Longbottom Scion in the Pureblood ways. The Family Magic and customs of Lords, where the Longbottom Family ranked and who his family represents. Though Algernon was not the Longbottom Lord himself, he always respected his sister-in-Law and his grand-nephew.
Augusta raised Neville on stories of James, Sirius and Frank in the Auror Corps. as well as ancient history of the Longbottom House. They were descended from the Viking raiders early 9th Century. And she made damn sure that he had Warrior blood in his veins. That no one crosses the Longbottoms without reprisal.
Neville stood at 5 feet tall. Very tall for a ten year old. His sandy-blonde hair was long and tied in a male ponytail braid. His brown eyes held a dark countenance and a vengeance for someone so young he knew what had befallen his parents and why. And he knew that one he'd find the one that got away, and finish it, once and for all.
Neville was in the same boat as Harry and Draco heirs to their families, with their mothers, or grandmother in Neville's case, acting as proxy.
From the age of 6 the boys were tutored throughout their childhood by Lily and Narcissa in academics and Charms, Severus in Potions, Bella and Remus in Defence Against the Dark Arts, Sirius in Transfiguration, Augusta in Noble etiquette, and Regulus taught them self-defence, under Lily's supervision.
All three boys were studious and dedicated, all of them competed to see who could master what faster. Thanks to Amelia's connections in the Ministry not only were the boys able to get their wands early, but also able to practice magic at home, wandless magic, without repercussions. All hush hush of course.
Now that they were 10 and due for Hogwarts in a year, Regulus decided to do a little bit more "special training." He knew that they would be away from the supervision of all of the adults they had grown up around, and he could almost guarantee that there would be something that would eventually pose a threat to the boys. Regulus Arcturus Black, risking the wrath of Lily Potter give them weapons training.
Regulus believed that magic was a wonderful tool and part of life, but a physical weapon in the hands of someone who trained and respected the weapon, would only serve to add another layer of protection to the boys. Training at a young age would serve them well.
As the months off training with wooden staves wore on Regulus began to see patterns in the fighting style of all three of the boys. Neville as his heritage more than demanded favored wielding the stave in both hands and using his strength and body to drive the stave when fighting. Draco was similar as he also favored using both hands, but more focused on using his agility to balance, dodge, and redirect attacks. Harry was completely different, he favored his right hand only and parried before striking, his footwork was remarkable for a child, something that would carry over in magical dueling.
Regulus had seen much while in the ranks of the Dark Lord. Yet he'd never seen as much potential in those ranks nor in his years at Hogwarts, as he did in these young boys. He knew that they'd take the world by storm, and evil would cower in their wake.
As the boys sparred, Regulus idly wondered. What if Kreature hadn't saved him from the Inferi in the cave? What would have happened to Neville and Harry? To Lily!? Would Draco be like Lucius?
He shook his head at the thoughts. No use wondering at the possibilities of past negatives.
However, while in that same line of thought, Regulus pondered at the memory of Voldemort. His vow of vengeance. The wraith that fled from his body. Voldemort would return. More powerful than before and more dangerous.
On the same note. Dumbledore was never captured, and being exposed for the Dark Lord he was, he'd not been seen since he fled.
Dangers were out there, waiting to strike. Of this, Regulus was certain. He needed the boys to be prepared. The world needed the boys to be prepared.
As Regulus watched the boys and pondered, at the same time at a cold desolate prison to the North, known as Nurmengard a young man, dressed in ash-riddled red robes, made his way through the guards. The young man walked at a brisk pace to the most heavily guarded cell, with its lone prisoner, and he opened the door.
"Albus, Albus, hahaha! I was wondering when you'd come for me." An old man said from looking out the sole window of the cell, too small to get out of.
"It has been too long Gellert." the young Albus Dumbledore replied.
He was young again, the only damning detail betraying Albus Dumbledore's identity, was the brand of the pentagram on his face.
"I see you haven't aged a day!" Grindelwald said with a dry laugh.
"The Flamel's foolishly believed that the Philosopher's Stone would be better suited hidden from power. As detached as they were from the world I only sped along the process of their journey to the Next Great Adventure. As you can see, it has worked wonders on me."
"I can, indeed see. But what do you need with me Albus? I always knew that you let me live for a reason."
Albus summoned a suit of magical dueling armor, Grindelwald's original uniform.
"I believe our views are once again in line." Dumbledore said with a smile and a gesture towards the armor.
Grindelwald touched his armor reverently as his old memories of chaos and conquest came flooding back all at once. He sighed with delight and set it back down.
"I will not be subservient to anyone Albus. Not even you."
"I'll have many pawns Gellert. But I need a partner to reign in the chaos that the world has been plunged into. As it should've been all those years ago." Albus held out a goblet filled with a golden liquid; the Elixir of Life. "Do we have an accord?"
Grindelwald took the Goblet and before tipping the Elixir into his mouth, and drank.
"For the Greater Good." Dumbledore whispered.
Suddenly the goblet fell from Grindelwald's hand, his balding grey hair shortened and turned to a healthy golden hue and his head was full. The gauntness of his features disappeared as his youthful demeanor returned. His skin tightened and his muscles became more defined. He took a deep inhalation of breath and exhaled at the feeling of his rejuvenation.
Dumbledore then grasped his hand and a burst of magic came from Grindelwald as the seals on his magic were broken by Dumbledore. The feeling of freedom was consuming as Grindelwald laughed in his bliss and jubilation.
Grindelwald magically donned his old armor and looked at Dumbledore with a gleeful smile.
"For the Greater Good!"
The two left the cell and walked to free every prisoner in Nurmengard, all of Grindelwald's captured followers, and his top lieutenants.
The two Dark Lords came to a halt at the final cell. A tall burly man with a grizzled face and scars that marred his body came into view with a wild look in his eyes, he knelt and kissed the feet of Grindelwald.
"Meine Meister. At last, we shall have, revenge." the man said in a gruff German accent.
"Rise, General Rommel. Rise and command my army once more." Grindelwald ordered.
"It will be done meine Meister." Rommel assented with a bow a wicked grin on his face.
The wands of the dead guards were picked up by the original fanatics of Grindelwald. As if they were never out of action the soldiers of the Greater Good formed ranks with Rommel at the head, and bowed before Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald.
"Brothers!" Grindelwald began, "The years have gone by, time has passed us! But tonight, we shall rise again!"
The men and women cheered at the declaration.
"We will make those who imprisoned us pay dearly! We shall purge our world of the filthy Mundane infestation by which it has been plagued with over the centuries! We shall renew the values of the Old Ways! We will crush all who oppose us! Tonight we celebrate our liberation! And tomorrow; we will infiltrate the ministries of every magical community! We shall bolster our ranks and bide our time, and then like the mighty Tidal Wave we shall wash away the filth and build a New Order from the ruins. WE CANNOT BE DEFEATED!" Grindelwald shouted.
His followers cheered in near hysterics.
Dumbledore raised his wand and shot a ball of fire into the sky and shouted "FOR THE GREATER GOOD!"
In unison Grindelwald and their followers chorused "FOR THE GREATER GOOD!"
Dark times were ahead. Yet, who would rise to face it?
A/N: Ever hear the saying "Bad things come in threes." hahaha well how does 3 Dark Lords sound? Not sure how original this is but I haven't come across a FanFic with Grindelwald being an actual threat in league with an Evil!Dumbledore and in rivalry with Voldemort. So yes, there are not two but THREE major factions in this wizarding war.
A/N2: I'm holding a poll as to whether or not I will do another time jump through some of the younger years after the Hogwarts Express to Halloween 1st Year or doing brief chapters regarding important events that change from cannon as there is Obviously no Philosopher's Stone at school. So please vote and if you have ideas I don't outline I write what pops into my head, yes I know it is dangerous for update reasons, however it keeps my originality. Please Vote in the poll and review, favorite, and follow!
PS. Thanks for staying with me folks! Love you all! Peace be with you.