a/n: WELCOME, WELCOME, WELCOME TO THE PREMIERE OF JOSHUA BLACK'S SIXTH YEAR OF HOGWARTS. This is what you guys have been waiting for and here it is. I hope you guys enjoy. Reviews?
Chapter 1: Times Have Changed
It was dark. Someone was holding onto each of his arms, a tight grip, leading him somewhere. He couldn't see anything. He was blindfolded. The last thing he remembered was that he was in Diagon Alley, looking over his wand shop, making sure everything was ready for the new wave of the First years that would be attending Hogwarts that year, but not just for students, but others who felt they would need a second wand as War had once again, begun.
They arrived in a firey explosion, destroying his shop. Death Eaters. They were quick and took him hostage and now they're taking him to who knows where. He heard whispers and growls, shouting voices. He heard a door open, and was violently dragged into the room. He was thrown onto the stone floor, pain soaring through his hands and knees. The doors closed again, showing him that the men who brought him, were gone. He reached up to the blindfold and tore it off his eyes, quickly glancing around. He was in a dark room, an empty stone cellar.
"Welcome, Mr. Ollivander," someone spoke, appearing out of the shadows and black smoke. Ollivander began to quiver in fright as the Dark Lord strolled over to him, fiddling with his wand. Ollivander cowered as Voldemort began to walk around the old man. "You and I both know that my wand and young Harry's, have twin cores, thus rendering a prior incantatum effect. Tell me, how can I get past this so that I can kill Harry Potter?"
Ollivander looked down, daring not to look into the eyes of the Dark Lord. He gulped. "Wand making isn't a simple magic, milord. There are some aspects that we wandmakers still have yet to understand."
"Are you telling me that there isn't any way to get passed the magic of the twin cores?" Voldemort said with a sneer.
Ollivander kept his head low, afraid to look up at the Dark Lord. "I am not entirely sure," he answered. "Maybe you could possibly use another wand. A different core wand. I believe something like that could work. Twin Cores work agaisnt one another, as wands with different cores would not."
Voldemort nodded. "Alright then," he replied, and turned began to leave.
"Are you going to kill me?" Ollivander asked out loud.
The Dark Lord turned his head. "Not yet, Mr. Ollivander," he answered. "You will still be useful for me as I have more things, information, that I need from you." And with that, the Dark Lord took his leave. Ollivander slowly stood to his feet, walked over to the end of the room, sliding down to the floor against the wall. He curled up and began to cry, fearing for his life. There was only one hope to get out of this alive and he hoped that this hope would soon be ready to take on this new world.
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It was nearly nine o'clock at night in the beginning of August. He sat down on a bench staring straight ahead at the house that sat in front of him. It was an ordinary one story light blue house with white window seals and blue shudders. The inside of the house was dark as none of the lights were on. This meant no one was inside the house at the moment, plus the driveway was void of any car.
Cyrus sat straight up as he waited patiently for the occupants to come home. He was in no hurry. He had plenty of time. He looked down at his dark robes, smoothing them out. They were new, and this was the first day he was wearing them, and on his first mission engine puttered. Cyrus looked up to see a car pulling into the driveway of the house. He smiled. Cyrus watched as a laughed couple exited the car and stumbled their way into the house. Lights turned on. Cyrus took that as his cue and stood to his feet. He began to sneakily make his way towards the lightened house.
He ducked under a window, looking inside. There was a middle-age man prancing around with his wife, smiling and laughing. Cyrus smiled to himself, knowing how he was about to wipe those smiles off of their faces. Cyrus moved away from the window and made his way to the back of the house, towards the back door. He pulled out his wand, using it to unlock the backdoor. He quietly opened the door and snuck inside, quietly closing the door. He quietly moved through the kitchen and into a hallway. A light shined through a doorway and Cyrus could hear distinct conversation and giggles.
"I really do have to be up early, hun," Cyrus heard as he moved closer to the doorway. It was a woman's voice.
"Oh come on," said the middle-aged man. "Just stay up a little longer. It's our Anniversary, remember!"
"Our anniversary was yesterday, which you forgot," the woman replied with a giggle. Cyrus peaked through the door way seeing the couple holding one another, swaying to some soft music. Cyrus raised his wand.
"I didn't mean to forget," the man replied, holding his wife close. He nuzzled her neck when suddenly, his wife went limp. He quickly caught her before she fell to the floor. Confused about what happened, he picked her up, as his heart beat began to rise. "Honey?" he said as he looked at his wife's face. It was expressionless and her eyes were closed. "Honey!? Babe, wake up!" he cried in confusion as he slowly laid her down on the floor. "Honey," he cried in horror. "What happened? Honey, wake up!" He cried and cried, but she was not responding.
Cyrus decided to make himself known, entering the den room. "Hello there, John Anderson!" he grinned.
John looked up at Cyrus, squinting at him. "You?" he said, his eyes full of tears and horror. "What did you do to her?"
"Oh don't worry, you're going to join her," Cyrus replied raising his wand which glowed green. "Don't worry, Joshua sends his regards." John's eyes widened in horror as he was struck in the chest by the killing curse, falling down to the floor in a pile of heap. Cyrus smiled evilly, leaving moments later.
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It was midnight as Albus Dumbledore sat at his desk, staring at what he believed was the Resurrection Stone, yet it was also a Ring that he believed belonged to Marvolo Gaunt; a relative of Tom Riddle. His grandfather to be exact. Though as Dumbledore stare into the ring, it began to call to him. It was speaking to him. It was telling him how he could see his parents again, and more importantly his late sister, Arianna. He continued to stare at the ring. He shouldn't do it. No, he won't do it. He stood up from his desk, moving away from the ring. He can't do it. Nothing ever really brings back the dead, except for the Resurrection Stone, and that was in his possession. But the stone didn't really bring back the dead, right? There was only one way to find out.
Before he knew it, Dumbledore turned back towards the Ring and picking it up. He needed to know. He had to tell her things, things he held in for so long. Dumbledore smile as placed the ring on his right index finger. Suddenly, there was a burst of black magic energy coming from the ring. Dumbledore growled in horror and pain as his finger began to burn. He shuddered in pain as he fell to his knees. He reached over to pull off the ring. Once he did so, the magical energy went back into the ring and everything stopped, except the pain that was in his finger that was slowly beginning to spread. He breathed heavily, tossing the ring onto the table, getting into his chair. He was hurting and needed some help. There was only one person he could trust. He raised his wand, producing his phoenix shaped patronus out of his room. He waited nearly a painful hour when Professor Snape entered the office.
"Headmaster," he greeted, walking over to Dumbledore. "How can I be of service - " He saw Dumbledore's hand, where the index finger was blackened. "What have you done!?" He rushed over to the desk to examine the hand. He pulled out his wand, waving it over Dumbledore's hand. "Your hand has become cursed, Headmaster!"
"I'm sorry," Dumbledore apologized as he suddenly felt tired. "I couldn't resist." He then went on to explain to Snape all about the Resurrection Stone. Snape nodded, continuing to examine the dark magic that was in his finger, that began to spread to his hand. Snape told him to wait there as he went to go mix a potion. Two hours later, Snape appeared with a goblet of potion.
"Drink this!" Snape ordered. Dumbledore took the potion and drank it. He waved his wand over Dumbledore's hand which now had become blackened and burnt. "The potion will contain the curse and keep it from spreading, but it is not going to last. This is powerful dark magic," Snape explained.
"How long do I have?" Dumbledore asked.
"At least a year," Snape replied, looking solemn as ever.
"That should be enough time."
"Enough time for what?" Snape incredulously asked.
"To tell Harry everything I know about Voldemort," Dumbledore answered with a sigh. "I need to show him the memories I've collected, and the theories I have predicted about the Dark Lord and his dark magic. I believe he is going against nature with his dark Magic and Harry must know."
"Is this about the how the Dark Lord won't easily be killed," Snape said. Dumbledore nodded. "The horcruxes?" Dumbledore nodded again, and nodded towards the ring on the table. Snape walked over to the Ring on the table, waving his wand over it. "This is a horcrux?" he asked.
"It is indeed," Dumbledore replied, staring at the black stone. He had one horcrux in his possession, thanks to the wits of Joshua Black. He could feel the dark magic from it, but it was also the Resurrection Stone, and he couldn't help but try to use it. Now he must suffer the consequences. There was another thing his must do, and that was to destroy this Horcrux.
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He was running as fast as he could. He pushed through the crowd in the dark alley trying to get away. Sweat ran down his face as he turned into another crowded Alley full of witches and wizards, breathing heavily. "Get back here you squint!" someone shouted behind him. He didn't stop at all, he just kept running. He turned again only to run into a tall person and knocked back into the ground. He looked up to see a tall sixteen year old smirking down on him.
"Can't get away from us squint," the teenager said, bending down and picking him up by his shirt. There were shouts and calls. He looked back to see two other teenagers catch up.
"There you are," one of them said, walking forward and grabbing onto his shoulder. "Shawn Spencer. You're almost a tough man to catch." Shawn looked up at his captor and gulped. "You know, it's not nice to pull down someone's pants in front of a girl-"
"It was just a joke," Shawn blurted out.
"Hmm, yeah," the teen said, glancing at the other two teen boys. "Corner, Goldstein, what should we do with Spencer?" Corner and Goldstein smiled at one another.
"How about we take him to that new joke shop," Corner suggested. "I bet they have plenty of stuff to use on our young friend here."
"Yeah, I like that idea!" Goldstein agreed. "Let's do that, Boot!"
Boot grinned evilly and nodded. "Alright," he said, gripping onto Shaun. "Let's do it." He grabbed Shaun and the two turned around and began to head back towards Diagon Alley, with Goldstein and Corner following. They turned a corner, but stopped in their tracks when they noticed someone leaning against a pillar.
"Hey guys," he said, slicing an apple he had with a knife and eating it slice by slice. "Whatcha got there?" he asked, looking at the trio of Ravenclaws holding onto Shaun who was smiling in relief.
"Black!" Corner exclaimed his eyes wide, starting to feel nervous as well as did Boot and Goldstein. "How are you?" he asked.
"Corner, Goldstein, Boot," Josh said, leaning off the pillar and tossing away his apple. He took a step forward. "I'm doing pretty good, considering a war has begun. So," he began, rubbing his hands together. "What are you doing with my little friend there?" The three ravenclaws shared a nervous glance.
"Oh, we were just going to lead him back to Diagon Alley!" Goldstein answered. Corner and Boot eagerly nodded.
"Yeah, he was lost," Boot replied. "We were just trying to help him!" Corner nodded in agreement.
"Is that so?" Josh asked. "Shaun? Is this true?"
Shaun shrugged Boot off and took a step towards Josh. He looked up at the three Ravenclaws, who all looked a bit nervous. He smirked. "It's alright Josh," Shaun answered. "I was a little lost. Luckily these three fine Ravenclaws found me and were willing to show me back to Diagon Alley." Josh nodded in understanding.
"Alright good," He said, moving forward. "Thanks fellas, but I'm sure i can take it from here. You are dismissed." The Ravenclaws each shared a glance. Boot and Goldstein looked nervous, while Corner was vexed, slightly glaring at Shaun. "Gentlemen, I said you can go." The Three Ravenclaw boys shared another glance and walked away, leaving the two Gryffindors alone. "Alright there?' Josh asked.
Shaun nodded. "Yeah, thanks to you," he spoke, looking around the dingy alley that he just now realized was a bit dark. He shuddered. "We should get out of here."
Josh nodded in agreement. "Follow me," he said turning around. Shaun glanced around and quickly followed after him. Moments later, the duo were back in the busy walkways of Diagon Alley. "What are you doing here in Diagon Alley all by yourself?" Josh asked.
Shaun shrugged. "Me dad got tied up talking to an Auror," he began to explain. "He was very curious about the inner workings of being a magical police inspector. They were talking for so long I got bored. Notice Boot talking to a pretty girl and decided to embarrass him. He and his friends chased me and here were are." Josh nodded. "What are you doing here?"
"Just grabbing a few things before I head to the Ministry," Josh answered with a shrug.
"Why are you going to the Ministry?" Shaun curiously asked.
"Oh, well, you remember my little field trip last term?" Josh told Shaun who nodded, remembering last term when Josh, Draco Malfoy, and Rina Emrys decided to escaped the clutches of Umbridge and leave school. Of course, Josh had been expelled by her, but he was reinstated by Dumbledore who had came back to being the Headmaster of the School. "Well, I missed my OWL exams, so I'm going to take them over the next couple of days starting today." He looked at his watch. "As a matter of fact, I should get going. You'll be able to find your dad?"
Shaun nodded. "I'm sure he's in the same place I left him," he replied.
Josh gave a nod and a smile. "Alright then," he said. "I'll see you at school then." Shaun nodded, waving goodbye to Josh who turned and ran off.
An hour later, Josh was entering the busy Atrium of the Ministry of Magic. He began to walk around and quickly made his way towards the guards who examined the wands. Before he got there, someone grabbed him by the shoulder. Josh quickly snatched his wand, pointing it at the person that touched him. The person quickly raised his hands up in defense. "Woah, it's only me!" Draco blurted.
"Oi! We'll have none of that nonsense in here!" shouted one of the guards towards Josh.
"Sorry," Josh apologized to Draco and the guards as he put his wand away. "Sorry, you scared me is all."
"Scared you?" Draco scoffed as the two continued to walk together. "You're late by the way. Your mum sent me down here to make sure you were coming."
Josh sighed in annoyance. "Wouldn't miss these exam for the world," he replied sarcastically. The two boys made their way to the lift where it took the to the Department of Magical Education, which the Wizarding Examinations Authority was held. The two entered the liaison's offices where Josh found his mother and father waiting for him. His mother huffed as she stood up from her seat.
"Where you've been?" she hissed walking over to her son. Sirius stood up, tossing a magazine aside to join his family. "You've only have ten minutes before the exams start!" Josh rolled his eyes, yet he had a smile on his face. His relationship with his mother was practically back to normal as well as was his and his father's relationship. "Don't roll your eyes at me!" Sandra screeched.
"Don't stress yourself, honey," Sirius suggested, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Wouldn't want the baby stressed, do you?"
"You shush!" Sandra cried, slapping Sirius's hand away. "You do know if you would have missed this exam, it wouldn't happen again for months meaning you wouldn't be able to start your sixth year of Hogwarts."
"It's fine, mum," Josh spoke, "I'm here now. Just in time."
Sandra sighed heavily. "You get in there and take your exams," she demanded. Josh, trying not to laugh to himself, turned and began to walk through the door where his OWL exams were going to be held. Draco followed after him as he too was taking these exams.
Josh entered the OWL exam room which looked like an ordinary classroom with no windows. There was an instructor at the front of the room, and there were other witches and wizards already seated, some of many ages. Josh and Draco took their seats in the back. Once everyone was seated, the ordinary instructor stood up with a stack of exams. "Good morning people," the instructor greeted. "Today you will be taking four of your OWL exams. Transfiguration, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Charms. Tomorrow you will take the rest of your exams. Now, let's begin shall we?" he finished and passed out the Transfiguration exam. "Now, after every exam, you will have a quick practical portion of your exam. I will have you cast a spell of your choosing that you have learned in your years of magic, but it has to be precise and perfect. As for Herbology, I will have a variety of plants of your choosing where you will show me how to tend to that plant. As for Astronomy, I have star charts for you to tell me about the constellations, etc." He finished passing out the exams, and made his way back to his desk. "You may begin."
Josh shared a glance with Draco and then began his Transfiguration exam, as well as the other three exams, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology and Charms. It took two hours a piece for each exam, when he and the rest were allowed to go home and rest to come back for the long line of exams that awaited them the next day. The next day, Josh took his other exams; Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, History Of Magic, Astronomy, and Alchemy. And finally, Josh was done with his exams. He was exhausted as he left the exam room into a waiting room to wait for Draco to finish his last exam. As he entered the waiting room, he was greeted by two Aurors.
"Joshua Black," one of the Aurors said as the two walked up to him. Josh looked at them questioningly. The two Aurors showed their badges, Josh looked at the badges and then up at the men, recognizing one of them. "I'm Auror- "
"Red Benson," Josh finished.
"I see you remember," Red said and then waved over to his partner. "This is my partner Auror Fredericks."
Josh narrowed his brow towards the Aurors. "How can I help you?" He asked moving towards a chair.
"Actually, we are here to take you in," Auror Red said, grabbing Josh's arm. Josh glanced at the man grabbing his arm with a raised eyebrow. "Look, we have question for you on a case that has made you a suspect." Josh looked up in confusion.
"Is this about the Department of Mysteries Battle?" He asked, "I thought all that was cleared up."
"It's not about that," Red informed. "If you come with us and cooperate, all will be explained." Josh nearly had the instinct to pull out his wand, stun these men, and make of run for it. But what sense would that make? He was just reinstated at Hogwarts. Wouldn't want to be expelled again. Besides, he didn't break any laws since the Ministry Battle, at least not to his knowledge.
Draco entered the waiting area, seeing Josh being led away by Aurors. "Oi, go get my parents!" Josh called after Draco who nodded. Josh was led all the way up to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and placed into an interrogation room. He sat at a table in a dimly lit room. He sat there for ten minutes, wondering why he was even here. The door opened up, and in came Red with another familiar man. Red sat across from Josh who was slightly glaring at Adam Sears who stood next to the door. Josh turned his attention to Red. "Why am I here?" he asked.
"Whoa there, Josh," Red began, placing a file on the table. "No, 'hey, how are you doing, Red?' I mean, after all, it's been two years since we've seen each other."
Josh rolled his eyes, and raised his hands which were cuffed. "Is this really necessary?" he asked.
"It's just a precaution," Red asked, opening the file on his desk.
"Yeah especially what happened after the last few months," Adam Sears spoke up. "Didn't you murder a man."
"I defended myself from a death eater," Josh corrected, glaring at Adam who smirked. Josh turned back to Red. "What the hell am I doing here?!" Josh growled, starting to get annoyed.
"Where were you on the night of July 20th?" Red asked, glancing at the file.
Josh shrugged. "I was at home, reading or sleeping, I don't know," he answered.
"And someone can vouch for this?" Red asked.
"Yeah, Draco Malfoy, he was there too," Josh replied.
"Oh sure, trust a Malfoy's word," Adam chortled. Josh glared at Adam.
"When was the last time you seen or spoke to your stepfather, John Anderson?" Red interrogated.
Josh shrugged, "Tw - " but he got himself. Adam looked at Josh with a questioningly eyebrow. " - Er, when I was like nine," he lied. "He left my mum and I when he found out what we were."
"Murderers," Adam muttered.
"A witch and a wizard," Josh said through gritted teeth. "Why do you want to know?" he asked, turning to Red.
"John Anderson and his wife were murdered that night of July 20th - "
"And you think I'm a suspect?" Josh exclaimed.
Adam stepped forward. "The prime suspect!" he spoke. "You hated your stepfather, did you not?"
"It was a complicated relationship."
"Sure," Adam replied, "But after what he did to your mother, that had to make you angry, and maybe you waited until you were capable enough to come back years later and act out your revenge."
"That's ridiculous," Josh said, "He wouldn't be worth it. He wasn't worth it!"
"Wasn't?" Red repeated. Josh clenched his teeth.
"I mean he's not worth it," he quickly corrected. "No matter what you might think, I didn't do anything, and I didn't murder anyone." Adam scoffed, turning away to lean against a wall. Josh glared at the man, getting annoyed. "How was he killed?" Josh asked.
"Killing curse," Red answered. "On him and his wife. No sign of struggle. Seems like the murderer snuck up on them. But their deaths were indeed magical."
"I mean, there is a war going on," Josh said.
"Yeah, well we're sure none of the dark lord's death eaters have a connection to this John Anderson, as you do," Adam spoke up. Josh sighed. He had a point, but he knew he didn't do this. He was innocent. Who would want to kill John and his wife? Maybe it was a ploy, towards Josh? "Besides, we know death eaters always leave the dark mark when they murder someone. No dark mark at this crime scene - "
The door opened. Another Auror entered the room, but Josh was relieved to see that it was Kingsley Shacklebot. "Mr. Black," he greeted, he waved his wand, and the cuffs around Josh's wrists disappeared. "You're free to go." Josh smiled and stood to his feet.
"Oi, hold on a minute," Adam spoke. "On whose authority!?"
Kingsley slowly turned to Adam. "On my Authority, Mr. Sears," he told Adam who clenched his teeth and shrank away.
Josh smirked and began to follow Kingsley out of the room. When he was at the door, Sears turned to Josh. "One of these days, your luck is going to run out," he whispered to Josh. Josh didn't say anything, but continued to leave the room, and walked down the hallways of the Department. When he entered the Auror offices, Sandra was running up to him with frantic look upon her face.
"Joshua!" she screeched running over to him. She looked him over. "Are you alright? Are you okay?"
"Yes mum, I'm alright," Josh answered as Sirius and Draco approached him.
"What did they want?" Sirius concernedly asked.
Josh looked at his mother. "Mum, John was murdered," he told them, "And they thought I had something to do with it."
"That's horrible!" Sandra cried, holding onto her son, "Of course you didn't do it." Josh nodded in agreement. He knew he didn't do it, even if he did hate the man. John Anderson wasn't worth his time.
"But who would kill him?" Draco asked as the family began to move and leave, except for Sirius who Josh noticed stayed back to talk to Kingsley. Josh figured Sirius was thanking him for getting Josh out, and probably talking about Order stuff, to which Josh no longer had any interest in. He didn't want to hear any of it because he was done. Josh was done being involved. He was going to let Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor Golden Trio handle it all. From now on, Josh was on the sidelines, to keep those he loved away from harm. But what Josh didn't know, was that in times of war, one must do what is necessary to protect the ones he loved; And that is the lesson he has yet to learn.
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Dumbledore sat the Slytherin Ring on his desk. It was the middle of the night. He had done his research on destroying Horcruxes, and one of the ways was with Basilisk venom. In Dumbledore's hand, was the sword of Gryffindor. He knew that the Sword of Gryffindor would be able to destroy the ring as the sword hand been imbued with Basilisk Venom when Harry Potter used it to slay the Basilisk. Dumbledore grasped the sword and raised it over his head.
"Albus," a whispery voice said. "Albus." Dumbledore lowered the sword and glanced around for the voice, but no one else was in his office. "Albus," the voice whisperly laughed. Dumbledore felt in his heart that this voice was very familiar. He turned back towards his desk to see a figure. He smiled. It was Arianna. "Albus." she smiled. Tears welled up in Dumbledore's eyes. "What are you doing?" she asked, looking at him curiously.
"I'm...I have to...destroy this horcrux," Dumbledore answered, trying to hold back his oncoming tears. Arianna looked at the ring and back at her older brother.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because it's dark magic," Dumbledore replied, "It must be destroyed."
Arianna smiled, taking a few steps towards Dumbledore. "It doesn't have to be destroyed," she said lightly. "Just leave it be. Let it sit and we can see each other every day. Don't you want that?" Dumbledore smiled at the thought of seeing his sister everyday. That would be something wouldn't it? Dumbledore took a step forward. "How about this?" Arianna began walking to the front of the desk. "Why don't you put the ring on, and then we can see each other forever." He reached out with his cursed hand, but then he stopped looking at his hand. That's what he remembered that he couldn't put the ring on or it would kill him. The ring was cursed with a soul, his soul. It was a horcrux and he had to destroy it. He stepped back and clasped the sword.
"Albus," Arianna spoke worriedly. "What are you doing?"
"I have to destroy the horcrux," Albus spoke raising the sword. "I have to destroy the ring!"
"But you can't," Arianna pleaded. "If you destroy it, you will no longer be able to see me! Do you want that? Not able to see your sister again? I will be gone again."
"It's okay," Albus replied with assurance. "The dead are never really gone. And I am close to see you again." Dumbledore took a step closer, but suddenly, there was a high pitched scream coming from Arianna. Heavy winds pushed against him. Dumbledore glanced towards Arianna and was shocked against her new appearance. Her skin was pale with red eyes, pointy teeth, and claws. She was screaming, trying to scare Dumbledore, but he was not that phased. Dumbledore raised the sword a Gryffindor. "I am sorry, Arianna," he said. "I will see you again." Dumbledore brought the sword down, striking the ring. There was a blast of magic as Dumbledore was tossed back into the wall. He heard a loud dying wail, looking up to see a black wisp of smoke coming out of the ring and slowly disappearing. Dumbledore sighed in relief, knowing that the horcrux was destroyed, but as he glanced around. His sister was now gone. He dropped the sword, curled up, and began to cry.
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There was a loud dying wail and three sets of ears had woken up from its call; all sweaty and breathing heavily, wondering what the hell had just happened.
A/n2: Well there you have it! Josh is back! And we have a few scenes away from him. Ollivander being kidnapped, Cyrus on a small mission, and then Dumbledore's curse and destruction of the second horcrux. Just a few things to talk about here.
You remember Cyrus's mission right? From the last book? It's seems he has started with his younger cousin trying to get him framed. Is it going to work? You will see.
So, yes the horcrux thing is in my story. Harry's story is basically the same with a few differences, like love interest. It won't be Ginny. She will stay with Dean. Josh is with Daphne, Ron is single, who do you think his lover is? I have already chosen. Tracey has lost her love. So she will be drilled with revenge. She will be different. Hermione is the same, but no love connection between her and Ron. And Ron has finally come around, and you'll see why.
What else can I tell you guys? Josh doesn't want to be apart of this war, but we all know that that isn't going to last. But Josh's family has now come together with new additions like Draco and Rina and soon to be a new baby sibling.