Legacy of a Saiyan

by Vulkan

DBZ Crossover. Wizarding world is at war and all hope is lost. Harry Potter has been missing for years. Then he is found... and he has no magic. Completely different chain of events.

4. The Destroyer

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or stuff. I am just writing for the fun of it.

Chapter 4: The Destroyer

12 June 2001, Azkaban Fortress

Lord Voldemort sat on his throne in the meeting hall of Azkaban fortress. This was his only outpost in England. It was a bleak but formidable castle in the middle of the sea protected by ancient wards that he controlled. This was the perfect place to gather troops and launch an offensive from.

Lord Voldemort was very happy with the way things were going for him. After a new prophecy was released two years ago, everything he did was met with success. The prophecy was too vague to decipher correctly but he paid it no heed. He had already overcome two prophecies. The fates themselves couldn't do anything to him. He was invincible. His ranks of armies were in hundreds of thousands and he had brought back the order that should have been.

He was now the Dark Emperor Voldemort. He had conquered two thirds of the known world. The muggles were suppressed and the wizards were under his control. Russia, China, Japan, South Asia, Baltic states, most of America, Africa were totally under his control. He had not bothered with the remote areas of those countries. Australia had invoked a massive Fidelus charm by sacrificing 25 of their most powerful witches and wizards to hide. He was close to breaking down the charm. The latest ritual he had planned would grant him enough power to tear it down. 80 percent of America was under his control with only the Salem's Academy and surrounding areas being the exception. It was the same problem in France. Many powerful and ancient families lived in France and who had opposed him had invoked wards to hide themselves. Beauxbatons school was also defying him but most of the France families were serving him. The infamous Veela nation had to relocate to Hogwarts city for safety. Durmstrang was his school now where he trained his troops for battle. The other smaller countries were not worth his attention to conquer. He wanted to completely destroy Hogwarts and Salem. They held the most of the resistance.

He needed more power to destroy these resistances since the wards were very formidable. He was still unsure if he could take the wards down even after the ritual. He would become more powerful after all so what was the drawback? He had done this particular ritual many times over the last two years.

Nobody knew the truth about his immortality but he suspected the old man, Dumbledore to know. He had made Horcruxes to store pieces of his soul to keep him anchored to this plane of existence. What even the headmaster didn't know was that every time he had split his soul, it had taken half of how much soul he had left. So after creating six Horcruxes, only 1.5 percent of his soul was with him. After the first one, 50 percent; after the second one 25 percent and so on. He suspected that was the reason his killing curse was reflected by the potter brat two decades ago. But that was in the past. This was the glorious present where he ruled, Emperor Voldemort.

The good thing about creating Horcruxes was that it did not diminish the power he held, only the soul. So it didn't matter how little soul he had, he was always powerful after regaining his body. He had lost his power when the killing curse was reflected. He had strived hard to regain his lost power in the five years after he regained his body a decade ago. That was why he had lain fairly low those five years. Even though he could not have been killed, the old man would have easily destroyed his body again. The repulsive thing about the Horcruxes was that he couldn't keep track of them. He couldn't feel them at all. He wouldn't know if one was destroyed. There was also no link from his current soul fragment to other fragments. If at all this soul fragment was destroyed, the closest fragment would get the power and the memories of this fragment. This was the reason he always kept Nagini close to him.

To overcome the disadvantage of having very little soul lest his killing curse be repelled again by some filthy love spell, he had designed a ritual two years ago. He was after all, the most brilliant student at Hogwarts since Albus Dumbledore. This ritual enabled him to take the soul of a virgin and accumulate into his own soul fragment. So he had done this ritual numerous times in the last two years. At first he had started with a little muggle baby girl. He needed a soul that would not fight him at all. He had progressed from that baby to a medium powered mudblood witch now. He estimated he had developed his soul fragment to about 60 percent. He now needed a very powerful pureblood virgin witch to complete the set. Even he knew not to exceed the limitation of 100 percent. So he had to do one final ritual. Unfortunately there were no pureblood virgins in his armies powerful enough to suffice the requirements.

He had asked his spies to inform him of virgin purebloods. There was only one candidate available – Ginerva Weasley, a blood traitor. The Greengrass daughter would have been sufficient but his spies informed him that she had been dating the newest Zabini heir and he was not sure if she was a virgin. His spies were absolutely certain that the Weasley was a virgin and that she hadn't dated since her fourth year and at that time she was too young to have any sex. It would hurt him horribly and put him out of commission for a few days if she was not a virgin. Loath as he was to admit, Weasley was probably the strongest witch among the new generation. He suspected Bella was the only witch who could match her power in his ranks. Many of his inner circle would be hard pressed to keep up with her power but their experience would be enough. He would have loved to have her in his ranks but he knew she was a blood traitor to the core.

With all the rituals he had done, he had an impressive pain threshold but a botched ritual dealing with the soul would be undeniably painful even for him. So that was why he had called his army today. He had a plan to get the Weasley girl in a few days.

His faithful army appeared before him a thousand strong. This was the strength of the Azkaban outpost and it was enough. He had not made a massive move in England in several months. They would not expect an attack if he did it shortly. They had been fed false information that he was concentrating on a small Asian Resistance in China. His scarlet eyes scanned them all for disobedience. Finding none, he addressed them in his silky voice.

"My death eatersss. Your Emperor is pleasssed with your effortsss. Sssoon we ssshall conquer all." He waited for the cheers to die down before continuing. "You ssshall attack London tomorrow by the hundredsss. You ssshall kill, torture and have all the women you capture. Rudolphusss, take 400 and attack the muggle central Main Avenue. Bella and Luciusss, take 500 and attack Diagon alley. Jugssson, take 100 and attack Ssst. Mungosss. You ssshall all attack in three daysss time. Go forth my death eatersss and bring glory. Jussson ssstay behind."

The death eaters cheered and left hurriedly not wanting to anger their emperor. Jugson kissed the hem of his robes and kneeled before him. "At your service, my lord emperor."

He loved the obedience of his inner circle. "Rissse Jugssson. Bring me Ginerva Weasssly unharmed to me. Ssshe will be at Ssst. Mungosss to visit her blood traitor father who has awakened from his ssslumber. Ssshe is your target. I want her in perfect condition and if ssshe is harmed in any way, you ssshall face the consssequencesss." He warned him but continue warmly (for him) "Ssshe ssshall help me become more powerful. Kill the rest of the mudbloodsss and blood traitorsss there. Take a group of ward mastersss with you. I want no one to interfere with thisss attack. Wait for 15 minutesss after the othersss attack to provide you a proper diversssion."

"As you shall command, my liege." Jugson answered.

"Go now and do not fail." Voldemort dismissed him. He was so near to creating the perfect world. It was within his grasp.

In the last two years, he had brought back the world to the feudal era. His faithful inner circle were given fiefdoms and lordships over countries for them to rule. He directed them to train troops and rule their countries. He visited all of his inner circle members every month to see their progress. The Vampires were given their own countries and free passage to any of the countries that he controlled. He ordered them to feed only of the muggles that were alive by the millions. He had not killed off the muggles because he needed cannon fodder for his armies and slaves to do all the work. His other allies were also given free passage in all his countries.

He was very happy that all muggle weaponry was destroyed. Even if some existed, they were useless against the exclusive physical shield both sides had developed. His muggle troops carried those guns because he knew wizards couldn't keep up their shields at all times. Shields had to be abandoned of they wanted to attack. Both sides had a fixed amount of muggle weaponry because he had destroyed the means to create more. Other complicated weapons were now useless because they could not be operated.

He had marked all the witches and wizards in his countries. Tedious work that it was, he had obtained a faithful army. He had researched further and improved his dark mark before marking them. This was a parseltongue version with added features. It tainted their very soul to perform evil deeds and enjoy. None were able to fight it. Another feature was that it ascertained absolute obedience to him and him alone. They might take orders from his inner circle of lords but they would never go against him. Even his great ancestor, Salazar Slytherin had not accomplished so much. The world was so close to the one he had envisioned.

15 June 2001, Unknown Village, Japan

Harry Potter or Kit Walker as he was known in these parts was getting ready to go back to England after two whole years in Japan. This was his second stint in Japan and by far was the most grueling martial arts training he had ever undergone. Two years ago, he had eradicated the drug traders in London and had done many things to improve the welfare of orphans. On one of his trips, he had visited his previous trainer, sensei Zinn. Zinn had told him about the legend of the Samurai village in the remote parts of Japan. He had been to Japan to learn some things but he had not heard about the Samurai. Zinn informed him that Samurai were the warriors of the highest grade in Japan. There were many written legends about their prowess in battle and their unparalleled skills. There was a legend that after the disagreement with the government and the emperor, all the Samurai left the service of the emperor and settled in the remote parts of Japan. They were rumored to live in a village that none had found on their own in many years. Zinn then told him that only Samurai could teach him further. Harry made his mission to find and learn from them. He had located them after a week of continuous flying across remote Japan.

He was met with a full attack without any explanations. He successfully fended off the attack but did not kill the two attackers. After those two, no more people attacked him to his surprise. He was informed that it was a test to weed out the unworthy students. The fact that he had found them on his own had also been in his favor. The life in the village was a simple one for him. He found the life very peaceful. Before he could learn anything, he was taken to the ruling council that consisted of the three best Samurais of the village. They were the most powerful humans he had met in his life. The energy he sensed in them was many times the amount he had sensed in other powerful people in England and other countries. One of them even had a bit of energy of a wizard. The energy was so low that he guessed that the master was a squib.

They asked him many questions about himself and his life. He answered them truthfully but he did leave out his special abilities. He confessed to them that he was faster and stronger than anyone he had met until then. One of the masters rushed at him suddenly to test him and he defended himself only due to his speed and strength. The skill the master possessed was godlike compared to his skills. The precision and power of the attacks would have surely put a normal person in coma for a long time. He told them about all the wrongs he had done in his life, all the murders, kidnaps and stealing. He told them about stopping drug traffic and destruction of drug factories in Spain and Cambodia. The whole discussion took almost a whole day. The masters gave him permission to stay and learn in the village.

Harry undertook the name Kit Walker in the village. This was the name he had decided after reading it one of his comics when he was young. It was the public name of a character named Phantom who worked against wrong doers. He used the name Kit Walker since he was 14 years old. He had built up the identity as a respectable boy who had lost his parents. In the last three years, he was quite well known in the neighborhood he had settled in. He used the name Rayden only when he was using his skills.

He worked in the fields like all males of the village in the mornings. His martial arts lessons were held in the evenings. For three months, he practiced with the children of the village learning to wield the katana properly and the basic lessons. During these first months, he was also taught the history and culture of the Samurai. The life of a Samurai was based on some rules and principles, which was called the Bushido. Bushido was the way of life for a Samurai. The simplest of rules was to always live honorably and pay off his debts whatever the cost to himself. He embraced the way of the bushido but did not completely follow them.

He had kept his promise to them of not leaving the village at all during the time he learnt from them. So he did not get to fly at all. But he exercised daily with his magically enhanced weights to improve his strength and speed. He wore his heavy clothing to train. His heavier clothing made it difficult for him to move about and perform in the lessons but he got used to it. It brought him to their level of speed for a few months so that he had to rely on his skills alone during practice. His strength and speed increased dramatically after a few months with the use of heavier clothing.

Another thing he developed and perfected was his shield. He could control the shape and size of the shield completely. He could even control the pressure inside the shield by varying the thickness of the shield. He developed the inverted shield which could hold things in. It would be helpful to detain people or animals. He practiced catching animals using the inverted shield alone. He tried to change the energy signature of the shield so that he could defend against magic but he was not sure it worked since there were no wizards in the area. The master with the wizard energy was at most like a squib and he remembered Remus saying that squibs couldn't cast spells. The new shield collapsed very soon and didn't hold up against physical attacks. So he scrapped the idea.

His shields were always one way unlike traditional metal shields which would block both the attacker and the defender. His normal shield allowed him to attack while defending and his inverted shield held people in and allowed him to attack them. To get a completely blocked shield, he had to superimpose his normal shield over his inverted shield.

He also practiced to extend pointed shields to accurately hit specific targets. He would make a spike of the shield and try to extend it to hit some object at a distance. He wanted to use this technique to knock out his enemies if he didn't want to kill them. He proceeded to practice pushing multiple spikes of shield to hit multiple targets.

He went one up on shields and learnt to make them either fixed or movable as the situation required. He could attack his shield to himself or any animal so that when they moved, the shields would move with them. He could of course fix the shields to the ground so that whatever anyone did, they couldn't overcome the shield. Having movable shield which would protect him but let him fire back was exactly what he needed to fight against a large group of enemies if it came to it.

The most important thing that happened to him was when he learned to ascend to a super level. He had always meditated and hence was peaceful most of the time. The masters ordered him not to meditate for a week and continuously insulted him and provoked him. They did not give him any reason for doing this. He had held himself for seven days before snapping. The result was not what the masters had expected. They said that this was a method to further develop the calming of the mind, body and soul for utilizing some unique techniques. Every one else broke within two days and had developed further understanding of being calm and at peace with oneself.

But for Kit, once he got really angry, he started to glow. His senses sharpened and he felt more powerful that he had felt in his life. His energy level soared to new unprecedented levels. His muscles tightened and his body hardened. He knew his strength and speed were highly amplified. He felt invincible. When the three ruling Samurai tried to attack him, he used his speed and strength to utterly and completely smash them. When the others started attacking him, on an instinct he held up his palms and forced some of the energy out of his hands. Two bolts of blue energy hit the oncoming disciples and plowed through them. From their downed positions, the masters stopped the others from attacking him and told him to calm down. Kit took a while to calm down since he could not work off the agitation. So he fired blasts of energy into the sky. He lost count after fifty and just tried to calm down.

Kit collapsed from exhaustion and he needed a few hours to recover which was a first for him. After many discussions with the masters, he was given permission to practice this transformation. Kit found that this elevation to a new super level had unlocked his ability to channel energy blasts. He could fire blasts of energy even when not in super level but the blasts were less powerful and required less energy. What ever he tried, he couldn't increase the power behind these energy blasts. They were always of the same energy. If he was too depleted to create a full energy blast, he just couldn't form the blast. There was no middle ground to this ability, he either got it or he didn't. Another thing that irked him a lot about the energy blasts was that he couldn't change it anyway. For example, he couldn't make the blast to piece objects how much ever he wanted it to. The blasts were a kind of extremely focused pushing. Sure they could piece stuff at close range but they were not that potent at very long distances. These blasts were not thin like he would have liked; they were a few inches wide and retained the width till they hit their target.

After a few days of trial and error, he found that he could raise himself to the super level by focusing on his anger and vengeance. He needed to power up his emotions to concentrate and result in a rage. This rage was what raised him to this new super level. He practiced it by thinking about his childhood at the Dursleys and the revenge he would attain regarding to Voldemort. Thinking about his lost childhood and the murder of his parents were more than enough for him to achieve this new super level. Initially it took him about ten minutes to get to the super level but after practice, he could do it in under a minute.

He trained to exhaustion in the beginning to increase his endurance. He initially found it difficult to stay too long in his super level. He continually practiced to power up and stay in the heightened state. At the beginning, he always had this urge to destroy everything around him when he reached the super level. With practice and training with the masters, he could regain control of the rage and direct it according to his will. With practice, he could stay a long time in the super level. The more he practiced, he found that his power levels raised to inhuman levels at the super level. There was a bigger gap between his normal level and the super level at the end of his training than that existed at the beginning. But he had maxed the gap and he no longer glowed when he powered to the super level. Only his eyes, which burnt like a smoldering fire, the tightening of muscles and visibility of veins on his body indicated that he was at super level.

The whole village was scared of him for a few days before the masters set it right at the town council meeting. By the time Kit had to leave the village, he had learnt most of the Samurai arts. He could wield the katana like any other trained Samurai could and then some. The only other weapons he learned to use was the traditional metal spear and the dagger like tanto. He preferred the daggers he had back in England to the tanto but he absolutely loved the katana. He understood why the Samurai were held in such a high regard. The skills and techniques he learnt were light years ahead of other styles of fighting. He noted that the only martial arts style that came close to the Samurai arts was the Shaolin arts. Kit couldn't learn some of the more peaceful defense techniques. They required a state of calmness that he could never hope to achieve. There was always this untapped rage in him right under the surface itching to erupt. He was dubbed as the Wild Child of the Gods by the village.

The squib master had learnt to use the tiny bit of magic he had over the years. He did not acknowledge that he was of wizard descent but he tried to teach Kit some of the techniques. The master could call a shadow over his face so that his face was completely hidden. He also had minor capability in telekinesis. He could only move light objects at his will. He tried to teach Kit these skills but Kit did not succeed in any of them.

The only relief Kit had from his training was swimming. With flying not bring an option, he resorted to swimming. He was taught how to swim by an older boy on the streets who was a junior nationals champion banned due to use of enhancement drugs. The pond in the village was just wide enough to act as a suitable swimming hole. He swam daily to work off the tension in his body. It was the only way he found to calm his agitation apart from fighting with other students.

Kit had forged his own katana as was custom in the village. It was a long held belief that a warrior who prepares the weapon puts a bit of his soul into it. He was given a slab of metal that he had never seen before. He was told that this was a unique metal that was available only in this village. They only had a limited supply of this metal and the weapons of dead Samurais were remelted for further use. Nobody in the village knew how they came into possession of the metal but everybody in the village knew its importance. According to him the color of the metal could only de described as metallic. It was really unique. The metal was light but extremely sturdy. He knew he could punch through any metal. He tried to do the same to this metal but he could only dent it with his strongest punch. He didn't try it in the super level but he learned enough to determine that this was probably the strongest metal in existence.

He worked for two whole months to forge his sword. He was guided by the masters in the council every step of the way. They instructed him to trust his instinct regarding the making of his weapon. He heated the metal and beat it down to take the shape of a crude curved sword. He hammered it repeatedly and sharpened it to the point of perfection. The whole blade was of uniform width of about two and a half inches. The length was about 45 inches resulting in the longest sword of the village. 15 inches was left blunt for the handle and the remaining 30 inches curved very little from the handle. The bottom 25 inches were almost completely straight. The whole curve displacement was only about 4 inches. All other katanas of the village were more tapered than his.

Unlike a traditional katana which was only sharpened on one side, he created a dual edged katana. For the handle, he couldn't use bamboo like others because it was crushed under his grip. So he used the wood from a centuries old ironwood tree. Two pieces of wood were held together along the length of the handle by a cover made of natural rubber and powerful threads of the same rubber. Finally under instructions from the squib master, he carved some symbols at both the sides at both ends of the katana and at the base of the handle. He was told that the four symbols at the edges of the katana were for retaining the strength of the weapon and hold the piece of the master's soul. The two other symbols at the base of the handle depicted the wild power that he alone wielded. These two symbols were personal and unique for all masters. This ensured that nobody apart from the master of the weapon could use it. To try and put a bit of his soul as was custom, he was instructed to bleed on his personal symbols and push his energy into the weapon. He recalled the feeling when he used to create his shield and the energy blast and tried to push it into the sword. He did not know if he succeeded in doing it.

Kit was ecstatic when he tested his katana. It was like an extension of his own body. It handled perfectly. He even braved to test it against his energy blast. To his joy, even a super level blast was deflected by the sword. His sword had a bluish tinge to it which made it gleam brightly in the sun. He could cut through trees and boulders like butter. His katana even put dents on others' katanas. It was so flexible to handle that he could even handle it with one hand with ease. Kit had not made a sheath for his katana. He created two holes in both his jackets near both the shoulders. On the inside of his jackets, he had made harnesses to hold the katana. It could be held on his back by the inside of the jacket such that only the handle would be visible. He practiced drawing it out of both shoulders quickly.

Kit felt that he had indeed put a bit of his energy in the katana. Since his katana could deflect his energy blast, he tried his shield against the blast. It worked beautifully. On a whim, he tested his shield to hold the natural elements. His inverted shield could hold water and contain fire. He could even capture lightening within the inverted shield. It was fascinating to watch the ever moving lightening within the inverted shield. He had long ago learned to keep his shield active while attacking. Now he leaned to do the energy blast without dropping the shield. His energy blasts would travel through his shield and hit the target without damaging or depleting the shield. He was very happy with these discoveries.

Kit was finally ready to go back to England. He had to seek out the murderer of his parents. He had to also check up on the orphanages and the charities he had set up. He had decided that he had hidden himself away enough when he came to Japan two years ago. His hair was now as it should have been – all black. He had had enough of disguises and hiding. This was the time that the world knew why it was a bad idea to mess with a Potter.

He had completed the ceremonial discharge. He was given the traditional Samurai garb – a Jedi robe kind of clothing called a gi. The ceremonial Samurai armor was his least favorite of the clothing. It was a long leather piece which had metal plates sewn on it. It had a hole for the head and was divided into four distinct parts; above and below the waist on the front and back. This went over the gi and was secured by a belt made from natural rubber. The shoes were just a piece of bamboo secured by stiff cloth. It was very uncomfortable but he endured it for the ceremony. He decided that it would rest on a mannequin in his war room forever.

He had obtained permission from the town council to use a bit more of the metal. He had lined the inside of both his jackets with a thin layer of the metal after inscribing the strengthening symbols similar to those on his sword. He had inserted this very thin layer of metal between the two layers of leather in the jackets. This would offer more than sufficient protection if someone managed to get through his defenses. This was the last means of protection after his powerful shield, his godlike speed and his tough skin.

Now he was all packed and ready to fly. He had not flown in two years and he was very eager to fly once again. The masters had warned him that things were very different in the outside world. He bid farewell to the village and took off.

The feel or air rushing at you at incredible speed was exhilarating. With his increased strength, speed and power, flying didn't take any effort at all. He flew faster than he had ever remembered. Landscape was just a blur with his luggage hanging out below him and his sword in his jacket. Countries passed in minutes and he reveled in the joy of flying. Only when he neared England did he slow down. He almost stopped flying at the shock of what he saw.

Many areas were completely leveled to the ground. The destruction seemed to have taken place more than a year ago. It looked like someone had used a nuclear bomb on the area. He didn't notice any people moving about in the area. As he moved inland, he could see newly erected buildings and lots of people going on with their lives. They seemed to be used to the destruction around them and their life seemed to have rolled back a few centuries. There were very less automobiles around. Animals were once again used for travel. He observed a lot of horses and carriages. Cycles were also numerous and cities didn't seem so crowded anymore. He again quickened his pace to London. He decided to drop his stuff at his house and then investigate more.

15 June 2001, Near St. Mungos

Ginny was going to meet her father again today. He had woken from his coma a week ago and she visited him everyday. She talked to him about everything and nothing. She desperately hoped that he could once again bring her family back together.

Bill had married the French girl Fleur and took care of the farms her family had taken control of at Hogwarts along with Charlie. Bill also worked for Gringotts putting and breaking wards for them. Charlie was still single but he worked hard at the farm. After leaving the dragon reserve in Romania when it became too dangerous, he had come back to Hogwarts. Charlie was one of the people in the food committee of Hogwarts. She had not heard about Percy in a while. Percy had holed himself in the ministry and stayed beside the minister Rufus Scrimgeour at all times.

The twins were doing splendidly at Hogwarts. Their joke shop was a phenomenal success. They had repaid the loan they had taken from Bill and Charlie and were busy corrupting the massive population of Hogwarts. They were going steady with their long time girlfriends Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson. They had acquired the services of Lee Jordon and Katie Bell to run the store.

Ron was the one who infuriated her the most. He was going to be in the final year of auror training this coming year at Hogwarts. He had somehow been involved in three attacks during his training period and had fought very well against death eaters. There were no senior aurors around since it was a training mission and he was the only one who was not wounded in the attacks. She suspected it was only some rookies on a training mission. He could never beat her in a duel but these days he acted as though he was the best duelist besides Voldemort and Dumbledore. He was her brother and all but she despised the way he acted. He let the fame get to him and soaked up all the attention the ditzy girls showered on him. He got into constant fights with other trainees driving their mother up a wall.

Her mother was now ecstatic that her father was awake. There was a lot of friction between her and her mother. Her mother wanted her to marry to some idiot and become a good housewife like her. She had condoned her about her choice of career. It was only because of her favorite brother Bill that she got into St. Mungos. These days her mother loved to fuss about people and take care of their house at Hogwarts. She loved to take care of Esmeralda, the daughter of Bill and Fleur. She was a very cute baby whom Ginny too adored.

Her life had changed a lot in the last two years. Voldemort had conquered much of their world in the last two years. The muggles knew all about magic and the war that was going on. Many parts of England were destroyed 15 months ago in a massive strike by Voldemort. Rebuilding was still going on in major parts. Surprisingly, London was damaged the least. Diagon alley had to be patched up more times than she could remember.

People had flocked to Hogwarts by thousands. After the declaration of the prophecy and the rise of Hogwarts city, the ministry had lowered all muggle repelling wards. Muggles were welcomed in Hogwarts. Many shopkeepers also moved to Hogwarts version of Diagon alley. The ministry was shifted to a building in Hogwarts. The huge hospital wing in Hogwarts now handled the war victims. St. Mungos now was a centre for healer training and long time patients only. Gringotts bank also moved to Hogwarts. Several hundred thousand people now lived at Hogwarts. The Order of the Phoenix members were the heads of committees at Hogwarts.

Many muggles still lived outside Hogwarts. England was pretty safe since Albus Dumbledore used an ancient artifact of the ministry known as the Veil to put up regenerative wards to cover all of England. The Veil was found to be the gateway to the underworld, the land of the dead. Anyone who passed though the Veil was forever condemned to be stuck in the underworld. The magical scepter of an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh provided the focus and acted as the anchor for the wards. Many other extremely magical artifacts that were previously in the department of mysteries were destroyed to provide the required magical energy. The wards were ingenious. They could not be completely brought down and if they were damaged, they would regenerate using magic from the underworld due to the veil. There were very few attempts at massive attacks from Voldemort after the wards were established. He had only one outpost near England and that was Azkaban fortress. It was completely secure and sentries were always alert for any activity from the outpost.

According to her, the worst thing that had happened was that Voldemort's inner circle were made Lords and Fiefs. Thankfully England was still under the ministry of magic and not some lunatic death eater. Women were suppressed severely and slavery was rampant. Voldemort had set up various bases all over the world and had corrupted millions of souls. His armies were endless.

The world on a whole had undergone a time shift back to the medieval ages. Very few automobiles were used these days. Only the rich could afford them. Cycles and animals were the primary means of transport for muggles. Old weapons like swords, bows and arrows, large siege weapons were back because Voldemort had destroyed the modern weapon factories and oil mines completely. Without oil, so many weapons became useless. With the complete disruption of electricity due to massive discharges of magic, technology of the last century was abandoned. Muggle weaponry was now very rare. Guns, missiles, aeroplanes, battle tanks etc were all useless now. Still people kept guns if they previously owned it and they were freely augmented by magic. Ammunition was the major problem since it took too much effort for muggles to do it from scratch and wizards had better things to do with their time.

Ginny's personal life was a bit of ordered chaos. She refused to live with her mother and lived near St. Mungos in muggle London. She lived in an apartment complex that was cramped for room. Her one room apartment was always messy and littered with everything from dirty clothes to old magazines. She never bothered with the key anymore. Bill had put a few wards and given her a password to bypass the wards.

She had finished her two year exclusive healer training at St. Mungos with Colin's wife Anna. Anna and Colin had married right out of college and Anna was now three months pregnant. Anna wanted to be a medi witch. This required a further two years of internship under a certified medi witch. Anna had secured her internship under the medi witch from Hogsmeade. Colin was in auror training who constantly provided hilarious updates of Ron. She loved them both like another brother and sister. They were her best friends and to this day, she was grateful that they stuck with her. Being a single beautiful witch wasn't easy.

Ginny also kept in constant touch with Sirius, Remus and Madame Pomfrey. Sirius and Remus had taken over the entertainment division at Hogwarts and were probably the most well-known wizards at Hogwarts besides Dumbledore. They were loved by everybody and being the pranksters that they were, they excelled in their duty. They were still the defense teachers for the school too. With the constant fights between her mother and herself, Ginny found a bit of solace in Madame Pomfrey. She had become like an older sister to her. She demanded that she write to her once a week at the minimum and Ginny visited all three of them whenever a holiday was declared at Hogwarts. Madame Pomfrey was not only a certified healer but also a medi witch and field medic. She was Ginny's role model. Madame Pomfrey had refused to take control of the medical committee at Hogwarts. She didn't want to deal with battle injuries but she had agreed to assist if there were problems. She was actually the most knowledgeable healer alive. Instead, she chose to be in charge of students like before. She said that she loved treating children.

This year, she was going to have to stay at Hogwarts but she didn't want to. There was enough tension between her mother and herself. Besides she had become used to doing her own thing and being independent. She had kept up her dueling practice. She looked up some more curses and spells whenever she had a break from her training. She still remained completely fit unlike other trainees who were simply content to stand around and learn healing only.

Still, with all the changes around her, Ray was a constant. She searched for him again; thinking that with the war and all he would be noticed because of his prowess. But she had no luck. She still loved him and it only increased with time. She had told Remus in one of her letters that she would probably suffocate him with the depth of her love for him. She was somehow sure that Ray was not dead. She was absolutely convinced that they would meet again and she was eagerly waiting for that day.

Harry landed on his backyard as always and was surprised to find that most of the area around here was still untouched. He entered the house and found it in the exact same state he had left it. He dumped the entire luggage in the dust-ridden sitting room and flew out once again. He only had his katana in his jacket's harness. He flew around London slowly until he spotted a skull like shape with a snake for a tongue in mid air. He sensed it to be magic and rushed to the area.

A little earlier

Ginny was filling the entry sheet at the lobby when the attack started. She drew her wand and rushed out to help. What she saw stilled her heart. About a hundred death eaters had arrived to attack. Half of them were coming towards St. Mungos and the other half were spreading out to attack the muggle houses. There were not enough people to fight off these many death eaters. She prayed that help would arrive soon from Hogwarts or they would need a miracle to survive this attack.

She chose two death eaters and started dueling with them. She hurled the most dangerous curses she knew at them. Explosion and bone breakers were the most common curses she used. She ducked and put up shields to defend herself. She quickly downed the two and moved on to fight another death eater who was sneaking up on a healer. She cut him down with an advanced decapacitating hex and quickly rolled out of the way of a stray curse. She continued to fight and assist others while hoping that someone had gotten a word to Hogwarts.

Back to the present

Harry dived into the fight that was taking place between black cloaked people wearing white skeleton masks and others. He recognized the attackers as death eaters from what Remus had told him. He had been craving for a good fight for a few months and he was going to destroy these followers of his parents' murderer.

He withdrew his katana and started to cut down the death eaters while avoiding the streaks of magic flying around and some bullets. He was too fast to be hit. He cleaved his way through the death eaters cutting off their heads and blasting them with close range energy blasts.

Harry was literally paralyzed when he saw a painfully familiar redhead fighting against the death eaters. If she was beautiful before, she was nothing less than a goddess now. She had cut her hair short to the nape of her neck and it swished this way and that as she moved. She was wearing faded jeans and long sleeved purple sweater. She had grown a lot and had filled out too. With a determined expression on her face, she was fighting ferociously with the death eaters. She looked like a warrior goddess of the Vikings.

Of all the people fighting in this skirmish, he sensed only four people with above average power. They stood out like beacons to him. Two of them were a bit further away. One was inside the huge building he saw in front of him. The other one was Ginny. She was miles ahead in terms of power compared to other fighters.

He was brought out of his stupor when many streaks of magic hit him head on. His jacket absorbed most of the damage but he was blasted off his feet. A few bullets hit his jacket but didn't penetrate it. One of the bullets hit his thigh but the toughness of his skin stopped it dead and it stung near his throat because of one of the spells. He was sure that it meant to cut off his head and he had only escaped because of his very tough skin. He stopped in mid air to the astonishment of his attacker and rushed back at him. He cut off his head and looked for Ginny again.

She was looking straight at him. Her chocolate brown eyes widened in recognition and were filled with love. He could only guess as to how she recognized him after all these years.

Ginny was fighting furiously with a more experienced death eater when she felt eyes on her. She dispatched the death eater with an explosion curse at his chest and looked back. A tall black haired person was hovering in mid air before he dove at the death eater. He wore tight black jeans and a white t-shirt. He wore a black leather jacket over the t-shirt which was open in the front. He carried a very long sword which was covered in blood. When she looked into his gorgeous emerald green eyes, her eyes widened in recognition. This was her Ray. She got lost in those eyes of his and saw his eyes fill with a yearning so strong that she couldn't look away.

Harry went into a trance where all external thoughts were extinguished. He had only one goal and that was to get to Ginny. He put up a shield around her and reinforced it. He began to cover the hundred yard distance between them while killing off the death eaters.

Ginny watched as Ray focused on her. She felt the air around her shift a bit. She forgot all about the attack and the death eaters as she watched him. He holstered his sword inside his jacket and held out his hands. Multiple bolts of lightening shot out from his palm to hit various death eaters frying them instantly. Even though he could have covered the distance between them in a blink of an eye, he moved slowly.

Harry shot out pointed spiked shields towards the death eater hearts and pierced through. He fired energy blasts to the death eaters who were in front of him. He again fired lightening bolts from both his palms at the death eaters fighting on either side of him. He took one step after another towards Ginny killing any death eaters who came within his vision. He idly observed people around him looking at him in awe and death eaters shrinking away from him. He fired a deadly bolt of lightening at the two death eaters who were trying to sneak up behind Ginny.

The way to Ginny had cleared and he could wait no longer. He lowered the shield he had put around her and rushed to her gathering her in a huge hug. He captured her lips in a searing kiss that made both their hearts beat like jack hammers. He put a shield once again when he came up for air before kissing her again.

Ginny felt like she had drunk the nectar of the gods. His kisses were needy and forceful but there was an undeniable emotion of love felt by both of them. Their kisses showed each other more emotion and need of each other than a thousand words. There was no doubt in both their hearts and minds that they loved each other unconditionally. There could never be another person in his or her life but each other.

Harry felt another increase in his levels like when he felt elevated to the super level. While he did not feel the rage and unrestrained power he usually experienced, he was still in an elevated state with more power. Like anger and rage, extreme emotion of love too took him to a super level. (A/N: Dumbledore mentions in original HP that he ahs the power of love. So I included this but I really don't believe in crap like that. So this power level will be very low, just above his normal powers and way below super Saiyan stage.)

Harry pulled away after a few minutes of frantic kissing and rested his forehead against hers. Her loose, short hair formed a veil of red around their faces. "Ginny, I have missed you so much. I am so sorry for what I did to you. You have no idea how wretched I felt ever since I did that to you."

"Merlin I missed you Ray. You have nothing to be sorry for, as I have told you before. I love you so much Ray." Ginny told him softly.

"I love you too Ginny." He assured her before noticing the battle around them still going strong. "Can you spare me for a few minutes?" He asked with a devilish grin.

Ginny too grinned at his eagerness to fight and replied seriously "Return to me Ray for I don't think I can live without you any longer."

Harry smirked "Sure Ginny. Be back in a few and have fun."

"I'll leave you the outside then and help inside. Cya." Ginny managed to say before Ray rushed off again. She resolutely raised her wand and moved towards the entrance of St. Mungos. She was sure that these death eaters outside stood so chance against Ray.

Harry put up a shield around Ginny before rushing off to fight. He was still in his elevated state induced by love. He withdrew his katana as he again started to dispatch the death eaters. People again stopped to watch him kill death eaters with ease. Harry moved too fast to be recognized but he used a variety of means. The remaining 15 death eaters took only a few minutes for him. His sword made short work of them.

He looked around to verify that he had killed all the death eaters. When he found them all dead on the ground in the street, he started to make his way towards the death eaters that had gone off towards houses. He ran through the open door through which screams of agony could be heard. He spotted three death eaters torturing the husband and the children and one death eater raping the wife. The whole family was screaming in pain. Harry forgot about the love he felt with Ginny and all his rage returned. He intentionally fed his rage to achieve his super level. He scrunched his eyes shut and closed his fists angrily and stewed in his rage for a few seconds before he was at his super level.

He pulled the rapist off the woman and sent a very painful bolt of lightening at his exposed dick. The death eater started screeching so much that his buddies stopped to see why he was screaming like that. They lost control of their bladders as they saw a tall man with wild hair and burning emerald eyes standing over their comrade with an extremely cold expression that scared them more than their lord emperor. Before they could lift their wands to curse him, Harry cut them all down with his sword.

He left the family because he could not do anything more for them. He left the house and entered the adjoining one. He cleared house after house of death eaters killing them with lightening, shield spikes and his sword. He estimated that he killed about 40 death eaters who attacked the houses. He rechecked all the houses on the street for death eaters. After he made sure that all the death eaters were dead and the people in the houses were safe, made his way back to the big building where Ginny had gone.

Ginny made her way into St. Mungos intent on not letting the death eaters cause any more destruction. She moved silently through the corridors looking for trouble. She was surprised when she spotted no one in the lobby or the ground floor. She made her way upstairs to the second floor where the training rooms were situated. There was nobody there since all of them had gone out to fight or had flooed home. She had a sinking feeling that the death eaters had gone after the long term patients in the third floor for their perverse pleasure. They couldn't even fight back as most of them were canonic. She only hoped that she could stop them before they reached the fourth floor where the responsive patients along with her father were located.

She spotted a death eater at the landing of the third floor. She muttered a silencing charm on her feet and crept towards him. She dropped him with a non verbal cutting curse at the base of his neck. She went forward in the corridor keeping a lookout for death eaters. She found a silver masked death eater casting cutting curses at abandon on one of the canonic patients. She knew he was one of the inner circle because of his silver mask. She was not sure if she could take him on with the other death eaters nearby. She hoped to take him don like the other death eater and so she cast a non verbal cutting curse at his neck.

She cursed her luck when her curse struck a shield. The death eater turned around quickly to face her. His eyes narrowed before he drawled "Well… Well… what do we have here? The littliest Weasley. Our lord emperor has requested your presence. Shall we get going then?"

"Your bastard of a lord can fuck a niffler for all I care." She spat at him violently before launching bone breakers and explosion curses at him.

She ducked to the right to escape from a yellow colored curse. She thought 'Abilio' to launch an advanced cutting curse. The death eater dodged it and started sending curses her way.

She muttered 'Sperectum' to erect a strong shield. Two beams of brown hit the shield and she ducked from a red colored curse.

Abandoning the shield, she shouted 'Explodra Abilio Explodra impedementia stupefy abilio' in succession. She expected at least one of the curses to hit him. He put up a dark green shield which nullified her explosion curses and stupefy. He dodged the other curses. In the meantime, he had also launched a few curses of his own at her. She ducked to escape from two of them but she was not quick enough to avoid all of them. She watched as a bone breaker headed straight for her gut. She was shocked when the curse stopped a few inches from her showing ripples on a pale blue shield. She had not put this shield.

She continued to exchange curses with him. To avoid a killing curse, she hastily flattened on the ground and to her surprise, she was clear off the ground by a few inches. It seemed that the pale blue shield held up even then. He was a very good fighter and she had to keep on her toes to survive. This was the most difficult fight she had ever been in. She altogether stopped using shields when she was sure that his curses were bouncing off an invisible shield around her. She only ducked when he used the unforgivable curses as she didn't want to take any chances.

Three more death eaters appeared all around her after 15 minutes of furious fighting. Suddenly Ray appeared and cut off the head of one of the death eaters and fried another with a bolt of lightening. He told the remaining two death eaters coldly "Tut Tut boys, that was not fair odds was it." She saw both the living death eaters shiver at the coldness in his voice. She noticed that his eyes were burning with rage.

Jugson was not an inner circle just for political and monetary power like Malfoy. He was a very accomplished duelist and had faced Alastar Moody in combat and survived. He had seen his lord emperor in a towering rage. He had even watched a very pissed off Albus Dumbledore whose cold steely posture scared him to wits end but he had never been more scared in his life. The person in front of him seemed beyond human. He looked like a vengeful god who could not be denied anything.

Ginny knew that Ray was in what she liked to call his 'killer mode' and was extremely pissed. It even scared her when she was sure that he would never hurt her. Before he could kill them both, she shouted "Ray stop." At his inquiring gaze, she told him "We can get some more information out of them. One of them is an inner circle member."

Ray was puzzled at the inner circle bit but he did not kill them. He snatched both their wands and snapped them in front of their eyes. He heard Ginny mutter "Accio portkeys" when two objects flew out the death eaters' pockets towards her. He watched as they tried to rush towards her, she twirled her wand and shot ropes at the death eaters binding them both.

Ray stepped towards them menacingly and yanked the silver mask off one of them. He snarled "You will tell me all you know. I am on a short fuse as it is. I am not in a mood to play around." To emphasize his point, he punched both of them in the gut mildly. It still knocked the breath out of them and they crumpled to the ground.

It never came to Jugson that he could refuse and be taken to the ministry. He stammered "I… I am… Jugson. I am the lord of Azkaban fortress and parts of Africa. Our lord emperor ordered me to capture the Weasley here. It is rumored that she is to be used for a ritual that will give our lord more power. Rudolfus Lestrange is attacking London city with 400 death eaters. Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy are attacking Diagon alley with 500 followers. That is all I know I swear."

Harry took a second to think before speaking to him coldly "You go back to that bastard and tell him to keep away from Ginny. If he tries to attack her again, tell him he shall not survive my wrath. Tell him I am coming after him and I will avenge my parents' death. Tell him his days are numbered."

He turned to Ginny and told her "Ginny give him back his portkey. I want him to deliver the message personally." Ginny was too shocked at hearing the information and she did as he told her to. Harry snapped the other death eater's neck before cutting his hands and legs with his sword. Then he cut the torso into many small pieces. He collected a bed sheet lying nearby and put all the pieces in it and made Jugson hold it with his hand. He snapped the dead man's wand in front of his face and pierced Jugson's hands with the pieces. He waited for the man to overcome the pain and activate the portkey.

With all the fighting done, Harry relaxed and took a few deep breaths to get back from his super level. When he opened his eyes again, they were the normal bright emerald green filled with concern. He gently gathered Ginny in a hug and asked soothingly "Are you ok Ginny?"

Ginny broke out of her shock of Ray's ruthlessness and forcefully shoved him away. "I don't need to be coddled like a little girl." She shouted at him angrily. She hated being considered weak and unable to protect herself. Her family had done that to her enough times and she didn't want Ray to do the same.

Harry was a bit alarmed when she shouted at him but he told her softy but firmly "I am not trying to coddle you Ginny. I love you and I care about you. I just wanted to make sure you ere ok."

Her shoulders slumped and she went back to hug him again. She mumbled against his chest "I love you too. Its just that hearing that bastard wanted me for a ritual sickened me and you mercilessly cutting the other death eater to pieces didn't help."

"I am sorry Ginny but they need to learn that not everybody fears them. They need to see that they will all come to a gruesome end if they follow Voldemort." Harry reasoned with her.

"But why did you send back Jugson? He is a very important death eater, a lord as he said. He should have been killed or given to the aurors." She asked.

"I let him go because I need Voldemort to understand that I am against him and willing to go to any lengths. I want him to fear me and know that I will destroy him if he tries to go after you again. An important member going back to him being shit scared of me will lend more credibility than if he hears it from a lowly death eater." He explained patiently.

Ginny leaned back a bit to peck him on the lips. "I want to check up on the other attacks if they can use our help. We need to get back to the lobby to contact Hogwarts. We can go help out if they need us." She started to lead him back to the ground floor.

Harry was a bit confused. "But why Hogwarts? I was told it was a school for witches and wizards. Why would you ask a school regarding the attacks?"

"You don't know? Well then, I will tell you about it later. Now stop talking and hurry downstairs." Ginny reprimanded him.

Harry grinned wickedly before scooping her up and engulfing her in his arms. He rushed down the stairs using his extra speed. He put her down in the lobby and bowed to her saying "As you commanded my lady."

Ginny took a deep breath and whacked him on the head "Don't do that again Ray. I almost had a heart attack."

"But you asked me to hurry." He whined playfully.

"Oh no not another imitation of Fred and George." Ginny moaned.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Never mind." She told him and moved towards the row of fireplaces. Harry followed behind her.

She took a handful of floo powder from the pot and put it in the fire. She stuck her head in and called "HOGWARTS". She waited until her head stopped spinning and came face to face with an auror commander. She asked about the other attacks. He informed her that 2000 fighters were dispatched to counter the attacks and that word had come back recently that they had the situation under control. The death eaters were retreating a few minutes back. He asked him to tell her about the attack on St. Mungos. She told him everything fairly accurately but referred to Ray as an unknown fighter who helped them and annihilated the death eaters. He assured her that he would send some people to clean up before she cut the connection.

When Ginny pulled head back from the fire, Harry asked her "How did you do that? I thought that you could only travel through the fire; I didn't know you could talk like that."

"Well now you know we can. The other attacks are under control and the death eaters are retreating. The fights are probably over by now. They will send over some people to clean up here." Ginny told him.

"Oh ok then. So what do we do now?" He asked.

"Now we have to do something very important. But before that, I think we should get clean." Ginny said as she observed that both of them were covered in blood. Both their clothes were soaked in blood. She waved her wand over herself and muttered a cleaning charm cleansing her clothes of blood.

"What is so important…" He trailed off as he saw her clean her clothes. "Whoa. That is so cool." He exclaimed.

"Here, let me do it for you too." Ginny said and did the same charm on him. Once his clothes were clean, she told him "There are some bathrooms on the second floor. We can clean up there. Come on lets go."

"But what important thing do we have to do?" Harry asked as he followed her up the stairs.

"It's a surprise." She flashed him a mischievous grin and said no more. He pestered her to tell him what it was but she didn't utter a word. As they reached the bathrooms, she tried to push him in to a bathroom while saying "Get in there and clean up."

Harry grinned at her "Care to join me?"

"Dunno." She said thoughtfully "Let me think on it. Now get in there and clean up." She ordered him.

Harry shrugged and went into the moderate bathroom. He heard Ginny lock her the bathroom opposite to his and he did the same. He spotted a shower and stripped off his clothes. He stepped into the shower for a hot shower. It was two years since he had a hot shower. In the village, he could only bathe in the pond's cold water. His body relaxed as he stood under the spray of hot water. He thought of the way his life had changed in the past hour or two. Apart from all the dreary destruction, Ginny had accepted him. It made him feel like screaming with joy. He had never even expected her to forgive him so easily much less telling him that she too loved him. It made him feel so much more emotion that he had ever felt in his life. He knew he was acting very different from his usual behavior but he couldn't help it. Ginny brought out the playful and cheerful side of him.

Ginny too got lost in her thoughts as she washed her hair. She had not felt this much alive in many years. Ray made her feel so light hearted and joyful. His lopsided grin made her shiver with happiness. His humor while very much like her twin brothers, had a style of his own. He made her laugh so easily. He comforted her when she needed it without making her feel like she was being coddled like a little girl. In the scant few hours he had been back in her life, Ray had significantly changed her demeanor towards life. She just couldn't get enough of him.

When she got out of the bathroom a few minutes later, she saw Ray leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He scowled at her "What is it with women and getting ready? You seem absolutely determined to bore us men to death waiting for you lot make yourself seem pretty."

"You think that I was not pretty before?" Ginny asked dangerously while moving towards him.

Contrary to what she thought he would do, he hugged her and leaned towards her lips "Absolutely! You were beautiful before. Why do you want to settle being just pretty?" With that, he kissed her long and hard.

Ginny out her arms around his neck and kissed him back with passion. Before things could get more heated, she stopped and told him "Come on, I want you to do something for me. Follow me." She held his hand and led him up the stairs again.

Harry felt content holding her hand and being close to her. He felt very peaceful whenever he was near her. As she led him upstairs, he remarked "You know, I would loved to follow behind you. I would have a great show of your sexy ass swaying."

Ginny almost stopped dead hearing his boldness. "Make comments like that and you might find yourself without the means to reproduce. I know you will never hurt me if I attack you."

"Hey no need to get violent. You are life a firecracker you know, very unpredictable. For all I know, with me being so irresistible, you might decide to jump me right here." He finished cheekily.

Ginny did stop this time. She slowly turned towards him and moved on him seductively. She traced his chin slowly and licked her lips lustfully enjoying his sharp intake of breath. She stopped suddenly, pinched his nose and smirked "You are not as irresistible as you think." She rushed up the stairs leaving a dazed Harry behind.

Harry was definitely turned on by her alluring moves. Her dark, lust filled gaze played on his senses. He was temporarily frozen due to her acting. When he came back to his senses, Ginny was nowhere to be seen. He quickly climbed the stairs and reached the last floor. He watched Ginny standing near a door smirking smugly. "I will get you back for that." He promised her.

"In your dreams." Ginny said loftily while gleefully imagining the shock she was about to give Ray. "Please remove your sword and put it down here. We have to meet a very important person and I want to show you as a goody two shoes."

"Moi, a goody two shoes? Never." He said indignantly but did as she told him to.

Ginny peeped inside the door to check if her father was awake. When he looked at her, she winked at him and opened the door fully still holding Ray from entering. She announced mischievously "Absent ladies and hardly gentlemen, through here we have the former minister of magic, the co-inventor of tech magic, the fighter against the evil forces and finally my FATHER, Arthur Weasley."

Ginny watched as Ray scowled hearing the starting comments and paled at the last one. His eyes bugged out and his mouth opened in shock. She fell down to the ground laughing uncontrollably at his stunned expression.

Damn! Harry thought. Here he was, just gotten together with her and she wanted him to meet her father. This was the second time in as many minutes she had gotten him good. He heard a bright mirth filled voice from inside "And who might my beautiful daughter be presenting to me today?"

(A/N: I am going to refer to Harry as Kit Walker as he is in that persona. Ginny will call him Ray. Think it as some sort of a nickname.)

Ginny controlled her laugh and gave him a look that said 'Play along'. Still giggling, she rushed inside and flung herself at her father "Daddy!" she squealed. She pointed to Kit as he entered and said "Daddy, this is my boyfriend Kit."

Harry was a bit stunned when she referred to him as Kit. He didn't expect her to know about his other name.

Arthur Weasley was happy to have been reunited with his family but he was happier still at the joy visible on his daughter's face. "Good to meet you young man. So you are the one who was ensnared by my princess." He offered Kit a hand who shook it firmly.

Kit grinned and said "I think you might be mistaken sir. It was I, Kit Walker who bewitched her with my incredible looks and charming personality."

"Hey I am still here you know." Ginny protested "This is not how its supposed to go. Daddy, the first time I bring a man to meet you, you are supposed to threaten him with bodily harm and interrogate him thoroughly. You are not supposed to joke with him. It is tradition."

Kit interrupted whatever Arthur was about to say "See Ginerva, even your father cannot help but fall under my spell."

Ginny scowled at his use of her full name. Arthur laughed and told her "I can see how happy you are Ginny. Call it a father's intuition but I know he is the one for you. I haven't seen you so happy and carefree in the whole of past week. You must have missed him terribly."

Ginny stopped Kit from protesting "You are right daddy. He had some work he had to take care of and he was away for two whole weeks. I missed him so badly. I dragged him to see you as soon as he got back. Poor sod hasn't even unpacked."

Kit kept quiet wondering what else Ginny would lie about. He would have to ask her later why she was doing this but for now he was content that her father approved of him. He hoped that he would still feel the same after he knows that he was the one who kidnapped her. So for now he silently watched father and daughter talk excitedly with each other.

"Ginny, you didn't have to hurry him up. So how long have you two been going out?" Arthur asked her.

"About a month or so. I met him in muggle London defending helpless people from bullies." Ginny told him. It wasn't exactly a lie. She had met him outside and it was muggle London. She had met him defending everybody from death eaters who wore bullies in her book.

"Ah! A noble man! So what was the commotion I heard a while ago?" he asked Ginny.

Ginny bit her lip unsure of what to say but she decided to tell the truth. Her mother would come by soon enough to check on both of them. "There was an attack by the death eaters. A hundred of them attacked here but they were defeated by a mysterious man who handled them all almost single-handedly. There were two more attacks; one in Diagon alley and other in central London. Those attacks were subdued by fighters from Hogwarts. I expect mom will be here as soon as she hears that attack took place here and I was visiting."

Arthur turned serious before asking her "Did your boyfriend help you? Is he a wizard?"

Ginny replied haltingly "He did help me a lot. As for being a wizard…"

Kit decided that it was enough. He needed to tell her family that he was the one who had kidnapped her and had sex with her all those years ago. He had to start somewhere and her father seemed like a reasonable and easy going man. So he interrupted her "Enough Ginny. I think he has a right to know as you father."

He turned to Arthur, his expression serious and apologetic "Sir, I believe I am not a wizard. I think you will change your opinion of me when you know the truth. Believe me when I say that I am very sorry for what I have done but I promise you that I love Ginny with all my heart and I will care for her forever." Kit took a deep breath and continued "I am the assassin who kidnapped Ginny from your house five years ago and had sex with her. I only met her today after all this time and we acknowledged that we loved each other. I am Ha…" He was stopped from saying his true name by Ginny hand which clamped his mouth shut.

"… hardly at fault but stupidly brave." Ginny completed him glaring at him fiercely. She had not wanted to reveal the truth so soon. She had hoped to break it to her family gently if ever. She especially didn't want him to reveal who he was truly and what he could do. She had even lied to the auror commander about him to hide his involvement.

Arthur's expression grew grave as he heard that Ginny's boyfriend was the same person who had kidnapped her and had sex with her. He had to admit that he was brave to tell him face to face the first time he met. He watched the apologetic yet defiant look on Kit's face and Ginny's fiery expression. But beneath that all, he saw the love that they had for each other in abundance. If him being in her life for one day would make her more happy than she was ever before, he could not bear to separate them. Besides, he highly doubted that his daughter would obey him if he ordered to keep away from Kit.

Arthur cleared his throat to interrupt the staring contest. "I must commend you young man for being honest with me. I had not believed her five years ago when she repeatedly assured us that you two loved each other. I see today how much both of you mean to each other. I am not a tyrant to take away my daughter's happiness. I am, however still angry at you for taking my daughter's innocence when she was too young. A daughter is always a father's little girl but I have realized that she is most spirited in your company. You will protect her wont you?" He asked seriously.

"With my life." Kit answered promptly.

Arthur finally smiled "Well I must say you two make a dashing couple. Good luck with the red head temper. You will need it." He turned to Ginny and said "I will try to help you break the news to the rest of the family. I am sure that your brothers still think you are too young to date. Let them get used to the idea that you have a boyfriend first Ginny. Your brothers have inherited your mother's short fuse like you."

Ginny broke into a broad relieved smile and hugged her father fiercely. "Thank you so much daddy. I love you."

Arthur kissed her forehead and said "Love you too princess." He released her from the hug shooed her towards Kit. "Now go and have fun before your mother arrives. Merlin help us if Ron or the twins come with her and see you with Kit."

"Thank you sir." Kit replied with a genuine small smile.

"Come to meet me again soon, both of you." Arthur told them.

"See you daddy." Ginny said as they walked out.

Arthur watched their retreating backs with a forlorn expression. He knew this day would come when his daughter would grow up to love a man. They were a wonderful pair. Kit was a nice boy if he hadn't done that thing five years ago. He was somewhat mollified about Ginny's safety as Kit was an assassin. He knew assassins were very good at fighting and stealth. He hoped that the muggle means of Kit was enough to keep his daughter safe.

His thoughts drifted back to Kit. He seemed somewhat familiar to him. His looks resembled someone very closely. He tried to remember who he seemed like. Then it hit him! Kit was almost an exact replica of James Potter. Kit was more muscular and a bit taller but he had the same messy, pitch black hair. Their facial structure was a bit different too but the hair was a Potter family trademark. Kit's eyes were a startling emerald green that had shone brightly when he teased Ginny. Lily Potter too had emerald green eyes but hers was a little darker than his. He wondered if Kit was indeed Harry Potter. He had not found Harry Potter when he was the minister and by Ginny's daily talks, he had gleamed that he was still not found. He knew of the new prophecy. So he decided to let the matter be. His daughter was happy with him and it was enough for him.

A/N: There is a lot of gore and blood in the chapter. It may seem that people are willing and eager to kill in this chapter but I think it is acceptable when there is a war going on. If you have a prob with that, shove it.

I really don't know where in London St. Mungos is or where central London is but for the sake of the story consider them far apart.