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CHAPTER 6

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(Sebastian's Point Of View)

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Sebastian mentally applauded his master while the three wizards sat in horrified silence. To tell such a long misleading story and only utter 1 outright lie was most commendable. Oh there were a few holes in the tale but he doubted that the wizards would question them, even if they were to notice.

He wanted very much to chuckle but held it in. Him a former human, how utterly absurd. The story would explain away any inhuman skills he and his master might show, but was being thought of as the products of illegal magic experiments really better than simply telling these children the truth?

Well, if Ciel wanted to win them over with sympathy instead of fear, this was probably the best way to do it. It had certainly been fun watching their reactions. These guests were the most fun he'd had for quite some time and there could be no doubt that this was just the beginning.

He had already cleared away all the dishes from the table. The humans had been so caught up in listening to his master that they hadn't even noticed when their plates had disappeared.

Time had not dulled any of Ciel's skills and it was obvious that they believed him.

He wondered which of the three young wizards would be the first to speak.

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"Ciel…"

Ah, it was Harry Potter.

"After hearing that, I don't know what to say. Some bad things have happened to me to, but nothing that even comes close to what you went through. I can't imagine what it must have been like. In your place, I'd want nothing to do with magic or wizards. I'd probably hate them all on sight."

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"That's true. But no matter what I may look like, I'm not a child. I had to grow up fast in order to survive and part of that means trying to be realistic about where to place the blame for all the wrongs I suffered. The people who hurt me are dead. Should I blame an entire society for the deeds of a few? Should I punish you three for the actions of someone you never met, or even heard of, and would have probably hated if you had?"

The little Lord shook his head.

"I will hate forever. I will never stop, never forget, and never let it go. But I no longer have anyone to hate. With nowhere to channel my energies to, and having to live somewhat separate from the normal human world, I find myself feeling a bit restless."

Ciel leaned back in his chair and sighed.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not like I have nothing to do. I'm the CEO of a major company. It doesn't run on its own and I have to stay current on many things in order to make sure we keep our position at the top. But it does get boring."

Ciel smiled, and though his expression was still pleasant, the smile didn't touch his eyes.

"Then I see you three, literally, drop in and I hear your conversation. Then I see this."

Ciel pulled the golden cup of Helga Huffllepuff from seemingly nowhere and set it on the table in front of him. The wizards immediately focused their attention on it.

"This is clearly a thing of dark qualities and, unless I am very much mistaken, there seems to be a tainted soul attached to it."

The Earl paused and turned his attention from the cup to the wizards.

"It has become my nature to be sensitive to such things and I am sure that you can understand my interest. I would like you to tell me about this cup and your involvement in this wizard war."

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Harry, Ronald, and Hermione looked at each other.

Sebastian could sense their uncertainty and knew that his master could also sense it.

The girl turned to her companions and said, "Maybe we should tell him. I don't see any harm in it."

Ronald, face uncertain, replied, "I don't know, Mione. It's not really their business and I still don't think we should trust them."

Hermione hesitated, "Ron, he's not with You-Know-Who and it's not like it's any secret what we've done since we all met our First Year at Hogwarts. There's loads of news paper articles about some of it even. We wouldn't be telling him anything he couldn't find out on his own."

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Ciel interrupted with another question.

"Who is this 'You-Know-Who' that you keep referring to? Why don't you just say his name?"

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"We can't say it," Explained Hermione. "We found out that he put a spell on his name so he'd be able to track down anyone that says it. All his followers call him 'The Dark Lord' and regular people just call him 'You-Know-Who.' The only people that say his name are all his enemies. They say it because they want to show that they're not afraid of him. By putting the spell on his name he can quickly locate his enemies and send Deatheaters to capture them."

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"Deatheaters?" Questioned Ciel.

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Hermione again was the one to answer.

"That's what he calls his close followers. If you want I could write down his name for you. It should be safe as long as you don't say it out loud."

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Sebastian inwardly smiled. The girl appeared more comfortable talking to Ciel then she had been before. It looked like his little Lord had won her over.

Ciel ordered Sebastian to bring him paper and a pen.

Moments later the items arrived and, with neat handwriting, Hermione wrote:

VOLDMORTE, real name: TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE

Ciel snorted when he saw it. Being the gaming expert that he was, Sebastian was sure that his master had noticed the anagram. Change the letters of Tom's name around and you get:

I AM LORD VOLDEMORT

"An anagram," Ciel confirmed the butler's thoughts. "How infantile. I know only what little I've heard from you three about him, but judging by his name he seems more like a Dark Idiot, and an overly dramatic one at that. Hmph! Dark Lord indeed, even I have more right to such a title then he. What's he after anyway and where do you three fit in?"

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Harry had stayed quiet, thinking about how to answer Ciel's questions.

"You're not going to give us back the cup or our wands unless we talk are you?" He asked, getting right to the point.

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Ciel smiled, recognizing a victory.

"Nope."

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"Fine."

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(General Point Of View)

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With that Harry explained about the Prophecy foretelling that only Harry would be able to defeat the Dark Lord and that "neither could live while the other survives," as the prophecy put it.

"That much seems to be true enough. As long as he lives he's going to keep coming after me and hurting people. If I don't stop him I'm never going to live a normal life and all the people I care about are going to be in danger. He has to be stopped and I'm the one that's got to do it."

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Ciel recalled Sebastian's earlier report on Harry Potter. The boy really did have a hero complex and that prophecy defiantly sounded like the self-fulfilling type.

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Harry explained how his family had been targeted while he was just a baby once the enemy learned of the prophecy.

He talked about his life after that; being raised by his magic hating Aunt & Uncle, turning 11 and going to Hogwarts School Of Witch Craft & Wizardry, and his subsequent adventures doing everything he could to stop the Dark Lord's followers from reviving their master.

First, with the Philosopher's stone that could make long-levity potions.

Second, with the enchanted diary and what happened in the Chamber of Secrets with the Basilisk.

Third, about the mass escape from Azkaban, the wizard's prison and meeting his Godfather Sirius Black. He also ended up explaining about the Dementors, dark deathly phantom-like creatures that drained all warmth & happiness from their surroundings. He explained how their presence makes you re-live your worse memories and that they can steal your soul with a Death Kiss.

Forth, about the Wizarding Tournament, the death of his friend Cedric, and the Dark Lord being revived.

Fifth, about the Order Of The Phoenix that was founded to stop the Dark Lord and his followers. Harry also angrily told them about The Ministry Of Magic and how corrupt and useless they were, along with all the trouble they had caused.

Sixth, he talked about the death of the schools Headmaster, Professor Dumbledor, and the traitorous double agent, Professor Severus Snape, that had betrayed and killed him. Harry hesitated here and Ciel, sensing that whatever it was must be important, prompted him to continue. After much convincing, Harry talked about the Deathly Hallows and the horcruxes.

The Deathly Hallows were supposedly 3 items gifted by Death himself to 3 wizard brothers. One was the greatest cloak of invisibility to ever exist, one was the mightiest wand to ever exist, and the last was a ring that could bring back images of loved ones who had died.

Horcuxes were items that the darkest of dark magic's had been worked on. The gold cup that Ciel had asked about was a horcux. By means of killing other's in a certain dark ritual, the spell caster could tear off a piece of his own soul and place inside a particular object. This maimed the spell casters soul, but the advantage was that should that person later die, as long as the horcux existed there would be a chance of returning. All that would be needed would be for the soul to take over a suitable body.

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Ciel couldn't repress a shiver when he heard this. It sounded similar to the ring that Claude had made with Alois Trancy's soul and then later put in Ciel's body. His memories of that time weren't good.

He looked contemplatively at the cup but his words were for Harry.

"And you say there are more of them?"

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"Yes," said Harry. "You-Know-Who has made several of them. We know he couldn't have made very many. We're certain he made at least 7. We've managed to destroy a few of them and we think that there's only 2 or 3 left. The only way we can stop the Dark Lord so that he can never come back is to destroy all the horcruxes and then him. The trouble is that a horcrux is not easy to destroy. The only way to do it is to use a method that will damage it beyond any hope of repair."

Harry then went on to explain how they broke into Gringotts, a goblin run bank, stole the cup, and then escaped on the back of a dragon that had been kept down there to guard the vaults.

He concluded with, "When the dragon started to descend over your lake we thought it was a good time to jump off. The rest you know."

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Ciel sat quietly, lost in thought. The room became quiet as they all watched him.

Finally he spoke.

"Do you remember when we first met and I mentioned discussing a deal?"

He waited until teens indicated that they did, before continuing.

"I think it's time to tell you what it is I want."

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As promised, this chapter was better (I think anyway) then the previous one.

Do you like Cliff hanger endings? I Do.

Hee hee hee! * evil laugh *

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7/27/20012