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Chapter 20: Revenge Started

Harry ran as fast as possible as his legs could drag him out of the great hall. Outside were men and women with cameras, microphones and charmed quick-quotes quills staring at him. He noticed they wanted to ask him questions and answered with a wand pointed at them. Before they could utter a word he used a silencing charm to shut their mouths.

He smirked when he thought of his plan. The press weren't here by coincidence. They were here because of Harry for the use of his 'escape' plan. With the help of a 'professor' he managed to call them together for the grand d'etat of his plan. Harry made sure to talk loudly about the pervert lord in the hall so the press could catch every word he said. Voldemort would be busy the coming week answering the press and people of Brittain and other countries when the daily prophet came out tomorrow. If everything went right, Harry wouldn't be bothered by him for a week at least. But what happened after that week, well, sacrifices must be made sometimes for entertainment or revenge. Harry turned to the great hall and glanced at the half open doors. If everything went according to his plan, the two horcruxes would come out after a few minutes and Rita Skeeter would follow after exactly 5 minutes.

He pitied the journalist but a little bit. She was just too curious and possessed by her job for her own good. Due to that she didn't notice she was just used as distraction by him neither did she know she was in big trouble after what she did. But she was good entertainment to him. In order to get some entertainment someone had to be the victim and only the smartest and mightiest could get entertainment. The others were just tools, victims. Survival of the fittest like Darwin said.

Harry ran fleeting away. The magical cameras made in the meantime photos, until he had disappeared in the distance. He cursed the stairs while he ran on it. They were the same stairs which he and Tom had fallen off. But he did not have much choice, these stairs led the fastest to his new classroom he shared with the deatheater. When he stood for the wooden door, he heard himself deep panting and decided to wait before he ran inside. Harry was physically weak. In previous years he had his body never really trained well on condition. Dodging spells was more important, on condition there were spells to make it better. But he had now regretted that. He promised himself that he was going to train himself. When he was sure that he had his energy back and the panting stopped, he gently knocked on the door and walked inside the classroom.

Harry looked around the small room. Tables and chairs were close together, books in and on the bookshelves were pressed against the walls and some plants hung here and there in the sky enchanted with a spell. His gaze fell on the only living creature in class besides himself.

"Thanks again for the help. Without you I had never gotten the press together. " He said grateful. She shook her head, her dark brown short hair moved slightly back and forth.

"No, I have to thank you. So much fun I haven't got in a long time. " She said enthusiastically. Harry chuckled.

"Don't you get any problems with it?", he asked with a worried voice. To be honest, he hoped that she wouldn't get a painful punishement. She was a person with about the same humor as himself and he had plans for later with her concerns Voldemort. She shook her head and looked dreamily in the air. Harry looked at her with a weird and quizzical look, and she answered.

"I hope not so. He is already accustomed to my annoying personality. ", she began to smile wider. "Maybe this time though. I just hope it is not a cruciatus. ", she shuddered. "But it is not the death penalty. I am one of his most important generals. ", she said proudly.

Harry nodded approvingly.

"You Get no problems with him?", she asked in turn.

"No ... I hope. If he does, I still Tom and Harrison. They would be good as a shield. ", he chuckled. If it thereupon was going to happen then he did it with pleasure. It wasn't as if he didn't like the two boys. No, that would be weird, hating your best friend and yourself. But they were the last few hours, terribly annoying and that was his revenge for all he had been through.

"I was wondering. Why does Harrison Collins look so much like you? It is almost exact copy you. And Tom Riddle, have you not noticed? He looks-this sounds weird- like the Dark Lord. ", she whispered softly.

Harry frowned and looked at her weird, like she was crazy. "Professor."

"Please call me Jeanette.", she interrupted him.

"Jeanette, Harrison seems so like me because he is my cousin. Why he looks like me so much like a copy I don't know know either. Maybe just fate? Such things happen. And about Tom. I don't find him like the Dark Lord. He comes from a half blood family, you see. Mr Pervert comes from a pureblood family, "he lied. "It is an insult to him in front of the dark lord to link with a half-blood." He emphasized the last word.

"Says the one who came up with the plan to prank and pay back the dark lord with the whole media included. By the way I don't think Mr Pervert is respectful towards the dark lord.", she rolled her eyes, when she saw Harry's serious look and she murmured a quick apology.

Harry's expression softened and he looked at the agenda on their desk where he sat. He sighed. Voldemort was really a martyr. The man had apparently not even mercy with him. His class schedule looked worse than before. Instead of 7 am to get up he had to get up every morning at 5 am, and that was to be present in the lessons. The day ended 7 hours in the evening and that was only from Monday to Wednesday where he had to follow his own lessons. Thursday and Friday, he had to teach up to 8 hours with his assistant Jeannette to the first years and the duelling club. Damned Voldemort. Today he would have to run overtime due to the whole incident and the exchange students. 3 hours of extra because he had missed those. Damned Friday the thirteenth.

Jeannette who sat opposite him gave him a pat on his arm. She looked at him reassuringly.
"It'll be fine." Harry stared at her like she was crazy, but before he could say anything a door went open. Hufflepuffs and Slytherins came one by one through the narrow door face with large eyes staring at Harry after the pervert incident, but Harry himself didn't notice it. Instead, Harry was really wondering why the duelling local was so small. It was true that they often duelled in the great hall, where the damage could limit itself, but to use such a tiny room for the theory lessons, that was also exaggerated. He sighed deeply. But he had to cope with it.

Within five minutes all pupils were on their places and Jeanette began with her introduction.
"Good morning everyone. My name is Professor Jeanette Montreal, but I prefer to be called Professor Jeanette." She spelled her name magically with her wand in the air.

"The boy in front of me on the desk is Professor Potter. Most know him as Harry. " His name also spelled into the air. After a while the letters slowly disappeared.

"We give duelling class.", Harry took over. "And go further where Professor Carrow stopped. We tolerate only commitment and presence. If they are not met, then you can say goodbye to the rest of your free days at school. The introduction is to end. If there are no questions, then please get up everyone. " The students watched the teachers surprised, but they did not argue about it. They were all up and Professor Jeanette put tables and chairs away with a sweep of her magic wand. The students whispered against each other on what the professors were planning.

"As you know, we use the lgreat hall for the practical exercises. But due to the incident that is now not possible. ", he saw Tom and Harrison smirking. "For today, we had a practical lesson scheduled and we use this mini room for an exhibition game to see what you all can. Slytherins go left and the right is for hufflepuffs. Grab all your wands. "said Harry. The students obeyed and the class was divided into two.

"You are about to duel against each other. What matters is that you make sure to give everything. The winning House gets 100 House points, while the losing one will receive but 10. Every nice spell, tactics or good defense will also get points awarded. Dark curses are also allowed, except the death curse. Is that understood? ", she asked sternly. Everyone nodded stiffly.

"On your spots, ready and ... go." fwhistled Harry. Soon spells flew throughout the classroom. Harry was glad they still had casted protective charms on the classroom. The slytherins soon had the lead. He scanned the room around and saw them, leaning against the wall lazily the two horcruxes while smirking. He lifted an eyebrow. the two boys answered back with an innocent face. When he found his attention on the game he saw not more than 5 hufflepuffs remaining, while slytherins had a whole procession of about twenty.

Harry had not thought that hufflepuff was going to win. They were the weakest of all and did not have any useful features. He shook his head, still his attention focused on the game.

"I pity the hufflepuffs.", said his fellow professor. Harry looked up. "I don't.", he replied briefly and inconsiderate. Then he heard a bang and turned all his attention again on the scene. Five slytherins laid bloody on the floor. A bombarda spell? He thought. He searched for the hufflepuff who casted. The four looks from the other hufflepuffs stared at the girl, who he recognized as Lilith, sitting on the table with a bored look. She had her wand on the table and there was no totally no proof that she had shot the spell. But the looks of the others said something else. He frowned, this would be very interesting.

"Jeanette.", he said without averting his gaze. "Would you not take care of the injured pupils?"

Jeanette slapped her forehead. "Oh Yes. I forgot." She waved her wand and the wounded bodies were floating towards her charged for medication. The other pupils looked from Harry to professor, asking if they were allowed to continue. He nodded and the game continued.

The slytherins sent off darker spells while the hufflepuffs dodged or protected themselves with a protego. The four hufflepuffs fired back with light spells that did not even come close to their goals. Soon it became clear for the hufflepuffs that they could not win. Within 10 minutes only one hufflepuff was standing or rather sitting. When she looked up with a quizzical look, she saw no hufflepuffs anymore on the field. She looked at her wounded housemates in the corner with pity, while 8 of the 10 slytherins sent crucios to her. She didn't try to Dodge them and took them voluntarily. Harrison, Tom and Harry thought she was crazy, but nothing happened when she was hit. Were the curses failures?

Harry could actually not really expect a the first year to perform the curse successfully. Before he could blink, 5 the same spells flew back to the other side hitting their target. The unfortunate slytherins fell one by one down, moaning and screaming in pain. That lasted another minute, for the victims it seemed hours, before the spell was lifted. Whimpering they were removed from the battlefield. Everyone looked at the hufflepuff in a different light. Harry wondered if she really was a hufflepuff. The Yellow House was no cruel, martyrs gang, just the opposite. They were soft, sweet and helpful.

In addition, they used only light spells when it was not required. Why was she sent to that House? She was definitely not light, nor nice and kind. He thought back to the ceremony yesterday. Oh yes, the bloody sorting hat. He shook his head. He would take revenge on that stupid hat.

His eyes were staring at the horcruxes who were now looking interested at miss Obrien. They smirked evilly. The remaining hufflepuff fired all light spells to the slytherins. They laughed and thought she bluffed, but what they didn't know was that it was not weak. In fact, they broke through the shields of the pupils and knocked them out.

On the field, there were only three pupils standing now. Tom, Harrison and Lilith. The hufflepuffs looked hopeful, but a little afraid to their housemate, while the slytherins were encouraging their housemates and insulted the opponent. She didn't care.

"1 more minute, then the lesson last.", called Harry above them out, ticking on his watch. The three nodded and looked at each other. All three they could have 1 spell firing, they decided. It was all or notthing. They pointed their wands at each other and spoke the incantation.

"Crucio!"

"Crucio divertum!"

Two red rays each went a different direction on a protective shield, the three quickly conjured when they saw that they couldn't Dodge. With the same speed spells flew towards their goal. Tom wondered what was Crucio divertum and translated it as fast as possible from Latin. His eyes widened and he quickly told Harry to put up a stronger shield as the other boy thought the crucio went to Tom. In the same time the modified spell broke into two and hit the shields that broke through the impact and both fell hard against the wall. At the same time the other spell hit the shield of the hufflepuff, she also was pressed against the wall by the impact.

When the bell rung, the lesson was over. Harry stood up and decided that the game was a draw, both houses had each received 50 points and 20 extra points. ", Harrison and Tom frowned. Draw was the same as losses in their opinion, but they blamed it to their housemates who were too weak. Lilith came to them and held out her hands to help them. Tom had no use for that and hit the hands away.

"We can still get up ourselves.", said Tom terse and he was back on his feet. Harrison also stood. Lilith remained laughing a dreamy smile. Harry had heard that their small conversation walked to their direction and talked to the two souls. He shook his head. "Tom, Tom. What a bad manners. You don't treat you neighbours this? ", he chuckled. Tom glared.

"I have held the practical for a reason.", he began suddenly. "About a month there is a tournament. To be more precise the 100th WORLD CUP junior wizard duel tournament. This year Hogwarts will participate again as well and Professor Jeanette and I were asked to choose the candidates to participate in the contest. It is a group of 4. I also enter in it and we are going for the Cup. After the thrilling duel Jeanette and I decided that you are good enough for the World Cup and hereby ask you therefore to participate. What do you guys think about that? ", he asked.

Tom watched with a really-are-you-serious look at Harry, who thereupon shook his shoulders.
"And what if we do not want to enter?",said Harrison harassing. Harry chuckled.

"Then I put you back in your book.", he said, as if he was joking, although he however was death serious. Tom and Harrison shivered, while Lilith laughed thinking it was a joke probably.

"Fine, we will enter.", said Tom and Harrison together. They wanted to participate in it anyway. The eyes turned to Lilith. She though about it.

"Would it not be fair for the classes that you haven't had? I mean for example seventh year, who have more experience than first year and know more. You haven't met all your classes, I think." Harry narrowed his eyes and shook his head for the umpteenth time.

"I'm sure you will do well. And voldemort didn't recommend someone. ", he argued. She nodded and said hesitantly. "Okay I'm in. Even though that's not fair. ", she whispered it gently at the last. Harry caught that but gave no comment on it.

"Okay then, that's settled then. Later I will give you more information about the training and lessons. Then 1 more thing. This coming weekend there is an Hogsmaede weekend, I heard from Pervert. And I thought we could go better together, in order to increase the bond between us. " He looked at Tom and Lilith. "And to buy books with useful spells for the Championship."

Tom obviously didn't like it but did not complain.

"I heard that you are going to Hogsmeade this weekend?" asked a voice behind them. They turned to the owner of the voice and saw three people. Ron, Sirius and Remus. They looked not healthy, they were totally sweaty and death pale after a dose cruciatus.

"Can we go with you? We don't know many people here yet and it would seem nice if we could with you. ", Sirius laughed kindly. "Good cruciatus, I didn't expect it would break through my shield.", he added at the back facing the girl.

The three boys clearly didn't feel like it. Jeanette came to Harry, while she had heard everything of their conversation. She whispered something in his ear while the others eyed him curiously. He nodded and focused his attention on the three slytherins in sheep's clothing.

"You guys can be with us." he said overly friendly, which made the three even more suspicious.

"Sunday at 12 o'clock at the three broomsticks." he said and turned around. He walked away with Jeannette and sat back down on the desk, preparing the next lesson. The last pupils walked out of class on the way to their next lesson.

When Harry and professor Jeanette were alone, Harry shot a curse to the globe on top of the Cabinet. It soon broke apart and he nor his assistant made a move to fix it.

"This is going to be a long school year." he said sighing. The other could only agree.

Sunday finally arrived and with that the miserable week for Harry ended until Monday where it would begin all over again. He got into the three broomsticks and saw the five slytherins and a hufflepuff already sitting in the farthest corner of the building. The rebels waved at him and Harry was ashamed of them. The idiots. Quickly he ran to the corner so they they stopped waving. He took the only seat that was empty between Ron and Tom, who shoved a glass of butter beer to him. He took it gratefully and started to take a sip.

"You're late professor. And you look bad.", noted Tom on Harry looked at him surprised and asked to a mirror. Sirius quickly handed him an old bag mirror. Harry picked it without saying something back or touching his hands. Once was enough.

He looked in the mirror and he saw that he really looked terrible. He had already thought that he looked bad and unhealthy due to all the work and stress but this was not what he thought. It was worse. He looked like an owl with his eyebags, no worse a mongrel. He sighed and gave the mirror back. "Where are we going?", asked Harrison, deciding not to mind his bad looks.

"The bookstore in any case.", replied Tom.

"The candy store.", said Ron out loud. Sirius was also enthusiastic about it and told stories, that no one really bothered. "Wow, there's really much changed this generation. I wanted that we were allowed to go to Hogsmaede back then in our first year, but back then there wasn;t a dark lord who changed that.", he looked at sad.

"Where is the candy store then?" asked Lilith who finally said something.

Ron it was prepared for that question, he picked up a map from his bag and laid it on the table where he accidentally overthrew the glass of butterbeer on Harry's lap. "You idiot.", called Harrison. Ron rapidly began to get red and apologized. He offered to give a few wipes to get to Harry, so that the tired teacher no longer had to make an effort, but that was coarse rejected by Harrison. "I'll go. Dimwits like you can not do such things. ", he walked towards the boys toilet and disappeared in it.

Ron looked at Harry, who showed no emotion. He apologized again and tried to think up a solution.

"We can use a cleansing spell. Anyone knows one? ", he asked.
"You idiot.", this time it was Tom who said that. "Butterbeer and magical drinks are not so easy to take out. Have you never read a book? " Ron was just as red as his hair.

"Hey! You need me an idio-"all of a sudden the doors fell open, strange figures came in. Vampires. Harry was right ready for the fight and grabbed his wand. Tom did the same just like the others in the pub. Not that they could fight, most were students.

"Where is Harrison?", he asked stressed.

"How should I know?!", said Tom irritated. "I'm going to search for him. You need to go. " He looked at the man whose face Harry could not see. Tom nodded. He nodded back and walked to them. He put his hat off and Harry saw that he was not a man, but a she. Professor Jeanette yet though.

"We have to go now. They are certainly behind you, ypu know, "she said in a hurry.

"I will not leave them behind!", he complained.

"You' will leave us! We arrive safely at school anyway. You still know? " Harry thought back to the day when he spoke about the horcruxes with the two. He nodded.

"Success then.", he wished him. He nodded thankful and ran towards the toilets.

"Come! They have an anti-apparation ward set up, so we have to run to Hogwarts. I haven't got a portkey with me. " While the daywalkers walked through the front doors inside, Harry and Jeanette left through the back doors. The others followed as well. Jeanette looked around her when she stood behind the three broomsticks. They stood for a moment. Harry watched the others, he quickly moved his hand and 4 spells were directed to the four of which one was missing. While the other fell unconscious on the ground Lilith looked at Harry not really amazed by it.

"I am reliable. Believe me. I would never betray you. ", she said softly. Harry found the words which she said weird. She didn't even know him, but still she would never betray him. He shook off the thought. His intuition told him that she can be trusted and there he trusted but on.

"The coast is safe here. Let's take a quick run back from here. " He nodded and they followed the professor. After running through many streets and byways of Hogsmaede they came eventually exhausted at the last shop of the village. Harry fell down flat on the ground and gasped for air. He really had to do something about his condition and always bring a map. A speed spell had no use if you did not know the way.

"We still have quite a bit further.", said the professor exhausted. "It's still qui-Ah!", she fell unconscious to the ground. Harry felt a spell towards him and rolled to the right. The spell missed him on amends. A second followed and he rolled back away from the spell. He looked up and quickly scrambled himself looking for the caster.

In the shadow stood a figure. He stepped forward in the sunlight and revealed half of himself. He had grey hair and was in his sixties. Harry found him familiar, but didn't know who exactly he was.

"Hello, my boy. Long time since I've seen you. ", he looked at Harry with blue eyes. He recognized the voice of the man. Gellert Grindelwald. The man was still alive and he did not seem very old. His brain was working at full speed to there to find an answer to it.

"A de-aging potion.", was his conclusion. The man confirmed and pointed his wand at something in his arms. Only now he noticed he dragged something. The man walked fully in the light and what he saw was beyond belief. He had Harrison... He had Harrison... Only after the third time it hit him what was going on.

He was only with an unconscious teacher and a weird girl against a Dark lord with horcrux as a hostage. He was very stressed but tried to calm himself, partly successful, until there were figures in black robes slowly approaching him. He thought it was his followers. When he saw them better, he saw faced partly from daywalkers and unknowns and the other half from the people he recognized from the damned Weasley House. Dumbledore and Grindelwald worked together?

Grindelwald noticed what he thought and answered question.
"Yes Albus and I work together to Voldemort to get from his throne. And you know, my boy, you are the first step that leads to our victory. As you see you have no choice. You can help us voluntarily or we destroy your horcrux and force you to help us. " Harry frowned, how did he know of that horcrux.

"I have read about it." he said as if he could read Harry's mind. Harry was here not prepared for. A few evenings ago Harrison had talked about the horcruxes together with Voldemort, Tom and Harrison. They said that it was safe if they were murdered because they would return to their objects back because Voldemort had made them with his magic not fully human.
He had said that that could last for some time and so in that five minutes after Harrison was destroyed Harry was vulnerable and mortal. All three pumped their information in his head and they made sure he wouldn't forget, but the most important thing he now needed wasn't there. He had a needed a flight plan or something with which he was going to survive the five minutes. He cursed.

Grindelwald stared at him all the time to. "Well, what will it be?", he pressed the wand closer to the throat of Harrison. Harry looked around in search for the secret squad which Voldemort said they always would follow him to save him. They didn't come yet and he began to be desperate.

"If you are looking for your secret squad, they can do nothing anymore for the moment."A figure came to stand in addition to Grindelwald. Dumbledore. Harry and Harrison watched him furiously even though they were not in an all-too-best position for that.

"We don't want to harm you, my boy.", he said, blue twinkling eyes staring at him.

"Crater Orior," Dumbledore began suddenly chanting. Harry wondered what he was up to, but did nothing to stop him. They had still his horcrux in their hands. Harry made a mental note to make more horcruxes.

"Omnipotent Deus e-"

"Stop. Finite.", called a voice. He stared at Lilith, who ran to Harry and looked if everything was okay with him. She took a deep sigh of relief when nothing was wrong with him.

"Ah, are you here as well?" said Dumbledore as if he was talking about the weather. "How are you now called, Fate?" He stared at her calculatingly, wary of every movement she made. She narrowed her eyes.

"Dumbledore, nice to see you. Long ago hmm? "she said staring up at the blue sky.

"You haven't changed. So ... ", his eyes slid to Harry. "The two prophecies are about him and the dark lord Voldemort?", he asked.

"Who knows ... two prophecies are many and not everything has to true. Fate has more paths, so also changes. ", she chuckled. "We have to go back to Hogwarts, so if you don't mind, we will leave." She grabbed Harry's hand and walked away.

"Not so fast, Alexander." A vampire jumped off on Fate, both fell to the ground and rolled towards the light and dark lord. Harry could not see which of them had won the fight because at that time another daywalker grabbed him with a firm grip his arms and dragged closer to Dumbledore. He could not win against the physical strength of a vampire, they were characterized for their strength. Fortunately his hands were directed to the vampire and he used a wandless fire spell to make the daywalker let him go. When he was free, there came a vampire with a knife at him. He had no time to set up more on a shield or avoiding. He braced himself and closed his eyes waiting for the pain that did not come. When he opened his eyes he saw a bloodied hufflepuff against his legs are. She didn't look too good. A dagger in her heart ... Why the hell she had protected him?

"I... I ... said ... it. .. right. I wouldn't betray you. "the ..., the words came out difficult. He stared at Dumbledore with a death glare.

"Don't worry. She is not dead. "he said easily without emotion. "She has never told you something about herself? She was always secretive and closed, but I thought she could trust your though. Apparently not. ", he shook his head. Harry didn't understand at that moment anything at all of what happened between them, but he knew one thing for sure. Dumbledore always made his life miserable and always caused him pain.

"Well, what will it be my boy? '", he asked a little impatient. Harry looked around, trying to assess the situation again quietly. 15 followers surrounded them, those weren't difficult to defeat, except some were daywalker. But all by all he had a big chance surviving. Once he fought against 45 man, but a dark and light lord... The chance was small that he was going to win against them. He was exhausted by racing and the stress of his work. And now there was unconscious or dead Lilith of Fate and his chance to victory was abysmall.

He could only hope for a miracle or Tom.

All of a sudden it became clearer to Harry. The error that Grindelwald had made. They wanted him alive. They had not threatened with death. But there was still the chance that he could be hit by an avada kedavra intentionally or not. But at that time he didn't care about that. He would rather met his downfall fighting than helping Dumbledore instead. Damned, maybe he had a gryffindor in him.

He ran towards one side of the circle and sent five spells off on Dumbledore's followers. Two of them hit their purpose and switched them out. The remaining followers sent light spells on him and hit his invisible shield. Harry felt that the shield wasn't going to hold out long.

He shot two spells at the three remaining order members again but this time darker, and turned quickly, his wand pointed at the professor. "Enervate."

The professor immediately regained her consciousness and estimated the situation. "Where is the secret squad?", she asked frantically, while she quickly grabbed her wand and sent spells.

"Not here." he said briefly and sent an avada kedavra that hit a vampire. He fell down dead, even though he was already dead. Two more to go to get a way.

"Bombarda.", he heard someone say. A blast dragged Harry and Jeanette into the air. Harry ended up painfully on the ground while Jeanette somehow had gotten herself landing on a vampire.

Harry didn't feel his arm and wand anymore. He tried to stand, but a wand was pressed against his neck, threating to curse him. "Not so fast, my boy. Gellert. "

Grindelwald nodded that he understood and said merciless. "Avada Kedavra." Harrison dropped to his knees, he was slowly crushed to ashes.

"So, you were right. He was still not quite human ... " He looked at Harry and laughed insanely. So this was it, the end of his freedom. Tom was going to kill him for sure, if Voldemort was not faster than him.

He felt something in his eyes move.

"Crater Orior, Omnipotent Deus ex Mortum. ' ', sounded a familiar voice. Fate? Lilith? Whatever.

"No, stop!," called Dumbledore but it did not help.
"Sugere ad nomen de Fortuna. '", she finished with an insane smile plastered on her face. Her bloodthirsty red eyes looking at Harry.

Harry cried out in pain when she ended her enchantment What she had done to him? He spat blood on the ground and closed his eyes when the immense pain continued. He groaned and made jerky movements. In the end it was the pain he could not withstand and he quickly lost his consciousness, watching a dark figure smiling caringly at him with open inviting arms. He looked like death... Was he going to die he wondered...

Yay! I did it, longest chapter ever for me! I hope you like it although I do not. I don't know why... If anyone dislikes it too, please tell me why. Btw have you already noticed my writing changed bit? Tell me what you think about it. It's not beta-ed yet and thus there are mistakes. I wrote it in Dutch and translated it with a translator cuz I was lazy and you know translators... Handy but bad grammar mostly. I checked it once, but there sure will be mistakes. Also, Sakura Lisel. Holy shit you were right. Maybe Ron also used aging potion and Harry is small for his age? Nah. I will change and rewrite that chapter. Thanks for pointing that out. And about the contract, I don't know. Maybe...Theia Pallas. Yes I know, but I'm rewriting chapters. So I hope it will be less chaotic after that. :)

As for the next chapter. I won't be quite soon, cuz I don't know how I did it but I have to update 4 other stories as well... Sorry, but I will try. Also, chapter 1/Prologue is already rewritten and posted, and without that chapter you can't understand this chapter so please read that first. Chapter 9 and 6 will come soon as well. Please tell me what you think of chappie one and this one, so I can improve.

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